#his voice in keeping you around got me like 💍💍💍

[burke-juliet]

conor mason could literally sing whatever and i'd be clinging to every note like my life depended on it

[wonwoosthetic]

series masterlist

word count - 7.6k

A/N: there's the Wonnie part I mentioned in my form! ˙ᵕ˙ thank you for all the cute suggestions and ideas you guys have been sending me!! <3

turning every carat into a wonnie stan in 2023

[in brackets] – text in the video

italics – conversations that weren’t caught on camera, but are just for you (the readers ˙ᵕ˙)

[now]

[you know me]

[if there's one wonnie stan on this earth left, it's me]

[therefore, I have a mission. a mission i made myself]

[and that is to turn every (especially new) carat into a wonnie stand because these two have my heart and will forever have it]

[forever and ever🫣]

[so, pls enjoy this☺️]

[Going Seventeen] EP.89 Guess Who Left Secretly #1

Minnie was walking around in her small cubicle before sitting down on the white chair, crossing her legs to find a comfortable position. All of a sudden a piece of paper flew in from the top of the wall, making her eyes go wide.

"Oh?" She wondered, putting her feet down to reach down to the floor, snatching it up with her hands. Leaning her elbows on the edge of the table, she opened the message sent to her, reading over it before chuckling, and turning it around to show it to the camera.

'You're a dummy'

[love that that's the first thing that came to his mind to write down]

"Ya!" She shouted with a giggle. "Wonwoo! I'm next to you!"

[the way she recognized his handwriting so quickly?! goals]

The sound of his laughter could be heard, followed by a, "Oh, sorry, my bad."

The girl put the piece of paper down on the table, took the pen provided for her, and decided to write a reply back, showing it to the camera before she folded it again and walked over to the wall. 

['dummies are only friends with dummies, so that makes you one too, idiot' i can't with her😭😂]

[i love this childish side of them together]

Realising that it was too high for her to just throw it over, she chuckled to herself, shaking her head and crouching down on the floor to try and create a paper aeroplane, hoping it would help.

[I JUST KNOW IF MINGYU OR SCOUPS SAW THAT, THEY WOULD BULLY THE HECK OUT OF HER😭😭😭😭]

She managed to get it over, sitting back down in her seat to wait for a reaction, which followed shortly. The chuckle of her boyfriend made her grin proudly.

[i love them]

-

"Minnie-ah!" Wonwoo's voice called out to the girl who was sitting calmly on the floor, her back against one of the walls. "Minnie-ah! Open my door, please."

"Huh?" With a grin, she pushed herself up. "Can't you open your own door?"

"It's locked. Did you lock it?" He continued to tease her.

"What? Noo, how could you think of me like that," she answered before sending a guilty facial expression to the camera with her lips pressed tightly together.

[it's such a short but cute interaction]

-

GAM3BO1 #9

[NOW THIS]

[y'all better hold onto your horses bc when i opened the live and saw minnie sitting next to him, i literally almost screamed🫣🫢]

[so much happened and i highly suggest watching the entire live bc they were abolutely just too cute]

[but i gathered some of my favourite moments, so have fun]

Minnie was straightening down her hair when the live started while Wonwoo was unpacking the the chopsticks, placing one pair in front of the girl while keeping the other pair to himself. She quietly thanked him while her hands were still busy fixing her hair from the ponytail she had worn before,

"Good morning, Carats!" She greeted them, "Good day or good evening," and grinned into the camera when a piece of Kimbap got closer to her lips, making her lean forward and open her mouth to let herself get fed by the older member next to her.

[him giving her the first piece of food?! MARRIAGE IN HAND RN💍]

[i know, i know... the bar is in hell😒]

[bla bla bla, bla bla, bla bla]

[but this was cute alright?!]

Wonwoo did his greeting too, before eating another piece himself.

"Today," he started after swallowing, "I have the next guest on Gameboy," and motioned with his hand towards Minnie, who waved into the camera.

"Hey, everyone," she smiled.

"The reason for doing this live early is that we have to go to practice after this, so we have a time limit today," the '96 Liner explained while the female member nodded along, putting another piece of Kimbap into her mouth, happily moving around in her seat.

[HER LITTLE HAPPY DANCE]

The rapper looked to his left, eyeing the girl with amusement, waiting for her to see his reaction. 

[oh you're even more of a fan of hers than i am, Jesus Christ😶]

[alright mr jeon simp wonwoo]

Once their eyes met, Minnie immediately stopped in her tracks, covering her mouth as she chuckled.

[stop being so adorable together]

"The Kimbap is really good."

"Mm," Wonwoo nodded with a smile. "Yeah, the food they give me here is always good."

"Well," the girl shrugged with a sigh, looking down at the floor, "I wasn't invited before, so I didn't know."

[OH, now she's throwing the shade, damn]

"Heyyy," the older member teased her as he reached for the food with his chopsticks, "Don't be sulky now."

[hell yeah she should be sulky about that]

"I'm not," she shook her head and crossed her arms, closing her eyes as she turned her head away from Wonwoo, making him chuckle.

"Mh, sure," he hummed.

[MH SURE]

[bro istg i felt my laptop vibrate bc of how deep that MH SURE was😫😫]

-

The two decided to read out some comments and eat first before jumping into the game.

"Did you perm your hair?" Wonwoo read out a question by a fan. Minnie's eyes went to fix themselves on his head, her fingers reaching out to touch a strand.

[and she just gets to do that on a regularly? how is that fair?]

[why do i not have a wonwoo who's hair i can just randomly touch whenever?]

"I did perm my hair, but it's not noticeable since it's still short. And the perm... It's not something that is very noticeable."

"But you did have really permed hair a few years ago," Minnie mentioned, getting a hold of the drink in a cup provided for her. "Carats really liked that."

[YES, YES WE DID]

[🤝🏼THANK YOU MINNIE FOR REMINDING HIM BC WE NEED THAT WONWOO BACK🤝🏼]

[THE CURLY BLACK HAIR WONWOO?! SIGN ME UP]

[i love minnie for being such a spokesperson for carats]

[i'm betting my ass she saw all the thirst tweets after he had just permed his hair]

"Oh yeah, that's true." Wonwoo agreed.

The girl chuckled, setting the cup down again. "When your hair's wet, it's really curly for some reason."

[oh right, yeah, thanks for reminding me that you get to see him with wet hair ON A REGULAR FUCKING BASIS]

[love getting reminded how lonely i am🥲]

"Mm," he hummed, chewing on his food. "But I don't know why it doesn't dry as curly."

[in the name of all carats: minnie, we would pls need a picture of wet curly hair wonwoo]

[for very important scientific reasons😬 thank you]

For a few seconds, they continued to look at the screen in front of them when another interesting question popped up.

"Is Minnie a fan of the Gameboy lives?" Wonwoo read out loud, leaning back to watch her as she answered with an excited nod, getting a grin to form on his lips.

"I've been there since day one. I've watched all of them."

[of course you have]

[wonwoo's biggest supporter, i'm telling you🤷🏼‍♀️]

[we've got the next simp right here]

"You've even watched some from over there," he mentioned and pointed to somewhere behind the camera.

[SEE]

[we love a supportive girlfriend]

She nodded, "Mh, I think... the first... two? Or maybe the first and third one?" 

[this girl literally just sat in a room and watched him play games]

[you cannot tell me that they don't do that at home too]

[mingyu joins in sometimes probably too and they just oggle wonwoo together]

[who wouldn't though]

She eyed her boyfriend, but he just kept looking at her, not giving her an answer. "I don't remember," before turning back towards the camera. "But yes, I've watched a lot of them. Because I like them."

[like the game or like the player?👀👀]

[come on, minnie]

-

After discussing the pictures Wonwoo and Dokyeom took in Japan, and the collage he posted after their concert, Minnie found a comment she wanted to read out loud.

"Minnie should teach you how to edit collages," turning towards him with a proud smile on her lips.

"You can edit pictures very well, you make collages quite often," he told her, slightly chuckling at her facial expression.

[SIMP]

[he's so smithen and she's acting so cute around him wtf is in the air]

She nodded. "But," the female member pointed out, "the collages that you're talking about, Carats don't get to see." 

[excu-the fuck-sez moi?]

[are we keeping secrets from each other now minnie?]

She looked back into the camera to continue. "I make collages with the members, so that at the end of each month, I can send them into the group chat and we can look back on what we did that month. Sometimes they take a bit longer, but I only send them to the members, I don't post them."

[AHA]

[alright]

[so that's how that is]

Wonwoo nodded, taking a sip from his own drink, "I forgot about that. But the other pictures you post are edited very well."

[jesus christ, alright, would you like to compliment her on her chopsticks skills as well?]

"But I don't think you should change your collage-making skills. It's very you. It's very Wonwoo."

[🥰🥰]

He grinned at the girl's comment. "Very Wonwoo?" She chuckled along with a nod. "Then you should like that, right?"

[WONWOO?!😳]

[you guys are still on a 🤨LIVE🤨 stream]

[i think bro thought it was just them two alone]

For a few seconds too long the girl looked at the older rapper stunned, who smiled at her. 

['my dude, what did you just say in front of the camera'😳😅]

"W- Why...," she grinned before catching herself again, "I think, Carats should like it." Extending her arm to get a piece of chicken between her chopsticks. "They're the ones you should want to impress."

[what a quick save from our girly]

[but yeah, i mean... he's already impressed her enough probably]

"Oh, yeah, you're right," he smiled, looking back at the screen to read more comments, jolting slightly all of a sudden before both of them started chuckling.

[I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW]

[this girl kicked him under the table🤣]

[you saw her smirk, and you saw his reaction]

[put two and two together]

-

The two of them explained that Minnie was the Animal Crossing expert and would be the first to tour a few islands. They got to work, put in the code and travelled to the first island made by a Carat.

The female member was moving the character around, taking in every corner and every little detail the fan had left for them, explaining everything along the way when they arrived at the beach.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed with a happy smile on her face, "It's Raymond!" 

[oh she's a REAL animal crossing fan]

She clicked on the right button to make the two characters interact, grinning at the screen while Wonwoo scrunched his eyebrows behind her.

"Raymond?"

"Yeah, he reminds me of you," she turned slightly to her left to look at the rapper next to her. 

[all of caratland agress witht hat]

"That's why I have him on my island too." 

[she has her own wonwoo in her little imaginary, fictional island]

[she's so cute]

[she's just like us]

Making the other member laugh out loud and even some of the staff members behind the camera chuckle. "What?" She smiled. "He doesn't talk much, he's very smart, he wears glasses and he's a cat. That's Wonwoo."

[that is wonwoo. can't argue with her about that]

"Yeah, I remember you telling me about him."

[can you pls just imagine an excited minnie skipping into his room, showing him this little animated cat and telling him it reminds her of him]

She nodded, "I have a lot of characters on my island because they remind me of the members."

[i need to see it]

Wonwoo took a sip of his iced tea before continuing, "Next time, you should bring your Nintendo Switch, and then we can look at your island." 

[boyfriend supporting his girlfriend's little ficitonal fantady, love it]

Minnie smiled in agreement.

[THANK YOU]

[love how wonwoo wants to show of her achievements in a game haha]

-

"Oh, look! A puppy!" The female member smacked the rapper's chest, who had his right arm on the backrest of her chair, to make him turn his attention away from the screen with the comments. 

[a lot to uncover here]

[first, the arm?! so casual?! literal butterflies from seeing his freaking arm around HER CHAIR]

[i need to see someone...😪]

He dramatically grunted, clutching the place she had just hit as she pointed at the computer screen in front of her. "It's Mingyu."

[how tf do they manage to include this man EVERYWHERE]

"How kind of them to even include Mingyu like that," Wonwoo chuckled.

[😭😭😭😭😭😭😭]

-

While the rapper had gone to the toilet, it was Minnie's turn to entertain Carats on her own, reading through their comments.

"Are you excited for the new Taylor Swift album? YES!" She shouted excitedly, "Yes I am! I already pre-ordered the vinyl. I'm happy. I'm more than happy."

[SWIFTIE CARATS UNITE]

[WE HAVE FOUND OUR LEADER]

[i love how she probably sees taylor the way we see her tbh]

[like just... UGH, i need them two to meet]

The smile never left her lips, giggling as she read the next comment, "Are you more excited about being on Gameboy or the Taylor Swift album?"

[that question was CRUEL]

[love it] 

Minnie shook her head, "You guys... are really something. You can't compare those two. They're different types of happiness. But I'm also very very happy to be here. Although..." 

[oh oh]

She ran a hand through her hair. "I'm kind of not happy about the fact that Coups was here before me. Wonwoo prefers the leader over his own roommate... I don't know how to feel about that..."

[damn, that hurt]

For the last few seconds of being alone, a Carat dared Minnie to spin in her chair and not get dizzy because she had said before that she doesn't get dizzy easily due to her ballerina training. 

[just explain to me how this 25 year old woman can be so competitive with people she doesn't even know or see]

[like... she literally went 'oh, you don't think i can do it? watch me‘ MINNIE]

She was so focused on continuing to push herself with the help of the table, that she didn't notice the rapper coming back into the room. Not until the chair was suddenly stopped, scarring her as she looked up into the eyes of her boyfriend.

"Jesus! You scared me!"

[dude, you scared me, i thought you were gonna spin yourself out of that chair]

"What are you doing?" Wonwoo chuckled moving her slightly away to get to his chair, settling down as he kept his glance on the girl.

"A Carat dared me to spin and not get dizzy."

"And? Are you dizzy?"

She grinned at him. "Nope." Making him shake his head with a smile before turning his attention to the screen.

[i would've loved to see what the fuck was going on in his head when he saw her like this]

-

[THIS IS FR ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE MOMENTS OF THEM EVER]

[it's just so cute]

"No, you have to-"

"Like this?"

"No, tap th-"

"This one?"

"Yes."

"And then?"

"You have to put it down-"

"I can't."

"Yes, you c-"

"Look, I can't-"

"Wonwoo! You-"

"Like that?"

"No, g-"

"This?"

"No, please-"

"But look-"

"Wonwoo, Jesus, give me the controller," Minnie huffed out loud with a smile after a debate that went on for way longer than she wanted, snatching the controller out of the man's grip.

[THE BICKERING]

[who would've thought she'd bicker like that with anyone but mingyu]

[and then WONWOO of all people]

The rapper grinned to himself at the frustration of the female member, looking ahead at the screen filling up with comments while the girl's eyes were trained on the game.

[WHY DOES HE LOOK SO PROUD HAHAHAH]

"I never thought there would be another member better at gaming than Wonwoo," he read out loud, making both of them chuckle. "Yeah," the '96 Liner sighed, "Minnie is a lot better than me in these types of games. And Sims, and-"

[YES, tell us all about how great minnie is, LETS GO WONWOO]

"Fifa," she interjected, earning her a confused glance by him. At the sudden silence, she turned her head towards him, giggling. "What?"

"You're not better than me at Fifa."

She shrugged, "I could be."

['i could be‘ she's literally challenging him?!]

But Wonwoo continued to shake his head, his eyes back on the camera. "She's not better than me at Fifa."

[he's letting her be better in animal crossing and sims, but this guy draws the line at fifa HAHAHAHA]

-

"Awww," Minnie's eyes went wide as she looked at the screen. "♪ We're going to the chapel and we're... gonna get married... going to the chapel, and we're... going to get married-♫"

Wonwoo away from the screen, taking a quick glance at the girl next to him. "What are you singing?"

"A wedding song. I think my mum used to listen to it. It's kinda old, but I just remembered it," she explained, while Wonwoo made his character run around the room to look at every detail.

"Aah, because it's a wedding hall?" He wondered, getting a hum from her in return.

[smart guy🤓]

"They made it really pretty," Minnie commented. "It reminds me of the set where we filmed the special video for 'April Shower'."

"Oh, right," the rapper agreed, "Maybe that's what the Carat wanted to portray."

"Maybe," the girl nodded.

"Maybe we should get married here." 

[sorry, i just choked on my water]

[WHAT?!😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳]

[he just threw that question into the room like that?!]

The sudden question threw Minnie off as her head snapped towards him, a nervous chuckle leaving her lips.

"What?"

[yeah same]

[what?!]

He turned to meet her eyes, only grinning at the female member.

[HEY]

[ya can't say sth like that and then just smirk this handsomely]

[minnie move, i gotta take this man to a wedding chapel]

"Eyy, you can't say stuff like that," she pushed his shoulder, making him laugh while she shook her head. "Sorry Carats, he's weird."

[OR IS HE?]

[her reaction was everything]

[yes girl... you played that off... so well...]

-

After they clicked off and made sure to save the game, the two idols turned towards the camera. Wonwoo did a big stretch, reaching back with his arms as the girl turned towards him.

[eyeing the biceps, i see]

[as if you don't get to see enough of him every day already HUH]

"When can I come the next time?" He read out loud from the screen. Wonwoo thought for a second before answering, then directed his attention to one of the staff members behind the camera to make sure he wasn't spreading false information, all while Minnie was still focused on the comments.

"And Minnie-" the deep voice made her glance at the man next to her, "Will you be here next time?"

"If you invite me," she grinned at him.

[mh, tell him minnie]

With a chuckle, he nodded, "Okay, then let's see. If there's time we could play 'Howling Abyss'."

[is he trying to scare her away?]

[like... request another game she has never mentioned before dude]

"Oh..." she commented with a grimace.

"What?"

"Is that the one you tried teaching me?" She wondered. His nod confirmed her concern.

"Why?" A slight chuckle tumbled from his lips.

"I'm not good at it," she whined, suddenly clutching onto his arm, "Wonwoo, you can't make me play games that I'm bad at. I'll look like an idiot."

[the hand of the biceps]

[girly just had to touch it]

[i don't blame her]

[i'd be touching him all day everyday if i could]

Her reaction made him laugh out loud as his hand came up to cover hers, "Then you'll get better until next time. Or maybe the time after the next one. Then we can play together."

[WHY IS THIS MAKING ME SQUEAL]

[HIM TRYING TO SUPPORT HER?!]

[just kiss already for fuck's sake, I see the look in your eyes, come on]

A big huff left Minnie's lips as she dropped her hands. "Why can't we just play Sims together..."

[dream team]

Wonwoo chuckled, "You said you can't play that in multiplayer."

Which received him a glaring side-eye from the female dancer. "We could find a way."

"Sure," he nodded with a smile.

[and there comes the supporting boyfriend yet once again]

-

Incheon Airport 231112

[idk what is in the air, but they've been so much closer i feel like?!]

The entire group was making their way through their airport, each member walking at their own pace, next to each other, in a line, or by themselves as they waved to the cameras that were following them through the building. Wonwoo and Minnie were in the middle, the rapper carrying his roll suitcase while the female member only had a small shoulder bag casually by her side. Both covered in big coats due to the cold weather. With all the screaming, shouting, and camera clicking around them, the couple, as well as the rest of the group, was used to not talking to each other while in pace, only once they would come to a halt or find a quieter spot after making it through the security check.

[i don't even want to know how stressful this can be😖]

They had reached the passport checkpoint, making them form a somewhat ordered line, each member standing behind another one, their managers and bodyguards by their side. The couple, who had stood close to each other the entire time was facing each other, leaning in slightly to hear the other person better. As there were still people in front of them, they had some time to pass.

[idk if this is a coincidence or if they're each wearing just one airpot BUT the fact that minnie is only wearing a right one and wonwoo is only wearing a left one?!?!?!?👀👀👀]

[maybe not so much of a coincidence]

[sharing airpods?!?!?! stfu they're so adorable]

Minnie chuckled at something the '96 Liner had said, making her turn around to catch the lens of one of the cameras directly with her eye. 

[i really want to know what he said hahaha]

[spill the tea about annoying paparazzi]

A quick smile was sent before she turned her direction back to the man in front of her, reaching up, thanks to his height, to adjust the bucket hat on his head, pulling it down just a tad bit more. 

[she makes sure he stays covered bc that's how he feels comfortable]

[i'm gonna cry]

She let her left hand brush over his shoulder and to his back, giving him a few gentle and comforting pats. 

[they really need each other omg]

The sound of his voice ringing through the one ear that didn't have an airpod in, made her lean in once again before nodding along to what the rapper was telling her.

[OH PLS just kiss already guyyyyssssss]

Once the people in front of them in line were done and their turn had come, Wonwoo's hand on her back now pushed her forward slowly to go first, letting her know by tapping his fingers against her. 

[👀]

Minnie was quickly through, thanked the staff and moved further, coming to a halt behind the railing and taking the moment to turn to the cameras and fans one last time before they'd finally reached a more private area of the airport. The '96 Liner joined her, waving to the fans for a quick moment before turning around and following their manager with the female performer right by his side.

[i want someone to wait for me like that]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN ('FML' Promotions Sketch)

"Pre-recordings are usually always fun, but for some reason, the members are extra happy today," Minnie explained into the camera as they filmed a short interview in the hallway right before their Music Bank stage appearance. 

[can we just real quick give a shoutout to her stylist?! the makeup?! The outfits?! I'm in LOVE]

"But I'm not gonna complain about that. I'm very happy that they're... so excited, early on in the morning."

[minnie... this isn't their fault... you're just a morning person that i will never understand]

For a second, she looked around the room, focusing on something behind the camera. "I already took my pictures. I'm gonna post them on Instagram later. Now it's Junnie's turn," motioning for the cameraman to focus on the Chinese member who had just waddled his way into the small gap by the railing.

[and the pictures were FIRE]

"You know," the camera shot back to her, "I'm really glad you always do these interviews before our performances," Minnie chuckled. "Because after them..." she pressed her lips into a tight line before continuing, "You... you really don't want to see us that gross and out of breath and sweaty."

[we do actually. we do.]

"I don't look good like that."

[yes you do, tf are you on about?!]

[this woman...]

"So thank you for always... showing us from our good side-" her demeanour changed within a second as her attention paced to someone next to the cameraman. "What are you doing?!" She whined. "You're making me nervous, looking at me like that."

Once the camera moved to the side, Wonwoo's figure was revealed. 

[OF COURSE HE'S THERE]

[look at that grin]

[UGH]

[called me single just by smiling at her wtf]

He had his arms crossed and a smirk decorated his face as his eyes were fixed on the female member, who had gotten closer to him to push him away playfully. Thanks to his stature, the rapper only budged slightly, making the girl sigh out loud.

[big boy]

[i need him to put me in a headlock]

"He's been standing there the entire time," she told the camera.

The '96 Liner continued to look at her. "What? I'm not allowed to stand here?"

[DON'T DO HER LIKE THAT WONWOO]

[we know damn well why you were standing there]

[you little simp]

"I'm talking about being disgusting and sweating, and you're just standing there, laughing at me," she shook her head, crossing her arms as she gazed at him.

[*whispers* because he's secretly in love with you, but pssh]

Wonwoo chuckled at her comment, his nose scrunching up slightly. "I wasn't laughing AT you."

She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Whatever..."

Then, it was his turn to look into the camera. "Carats," he started, "I promise, I wasn't laughing at her. I was enjoying her interview just like you would."

[-... i'm gonna have a stroke]

Minnie's laugh echoed in the background before Wonwoo joined her, waving off the cameraman as he disappeared again.

-

[Going Seventeen] EP.91 Point of Omniscient Interfere Penalty #1

"If you get over 90 on that karaoke machine, I'll give you 10." Minnie overheard Woozi's voice as she was washing her hands by the sink in the kitchen.

Her ears perked up when DK continued. "Okay, if you give it your all, I'll give you 30 grapes." She quickly dried her hands and rushed over to where some of the other members were sitting, watching Hoshi standing by the karaoke machine.

Hoshi saw her excited facial expression. "Minnie, you wanna do it with me?" To which she eagerly nodded, getting a chuckle from Wonwoo and Minghao, who had joined to watch and listen. 

[i LOVE hoshi and minnie interactions and i am begging for more]

"Okay," the leader of the performance unit spoke, "40 grapes for each, Minnie and I, and we will give you the best performance you have ever seen."

"20 each," Dokyeom tried to argue.

"30," the female member continued, raising her eyebrows at him as she accepted the microphone Hoshi was holding out for her.

[scoups taught her so well]

Her fellow '97 Liner nodded, "Alright, 30 for each of you if you get over 90 points and give a good performance."

Some of the other members joined in once they heard the start of the song, now very eager to see the two as they knew how dramatic they could get once given the opportunity.

"If your voices don't crack when we raise it up by two keys, you get ten," Mingyu offered loudly, making the girl turn around.

"Ten each!" She quickly interjected before focusing back on the song.

Hoshi and she continued, spinning each other around and truly giving the performance of their lifetime as theatrically and dramatically as possible as they sang their hearts out at the sad song they had chosen.

After the first verse was over, DK told them to cancel it and see what score they had gotten, but it didn't show, starting a small argument, that was quickly resolved.

Dokyeom took out the purple stickers, counting each one. "Okay, there's thirty for now, divide it by two, I can't be bothered to take out the other thirty."

"What? Wait, hold on," Minnie immediately argued.

[oooh... he fucked up]

"Mister Mediator! That's out of line! Isn't he out of line?" Hoshi immediately took her side.

Wonwoo raised his head to look at the trio.

"They only sang the first verse," DK tried to explain, but the female member pushed his hand away.

"Because you told us to cancel it after the first verse!"

"Wait, wait," the Mediator reached out, "Who said to cut it off?"

"He did!"

"Him!" Hoshi and Minnie pointed at their member at the same time, who raised his hands in defence.

[they're such siblings]

[imagine the reaction of hoshi and minnie if you had told them like 10 years go that they would one day be such a strong duo to go up against dk... they'd laugh in your face]

"I thought you could still see the score after the first verse," he explained. 

The female performer took her leader's hand and made him sit down with her. Dokyeom copied their antics, and soon all four of them were sitting in a circle, trying to explain the situation to Wonwoo.

"Wonwoo, you have to explain to him that he can't do that! He has to keep his promise," Minnie whined at the older member, her hand unknowingly on his knee.

[i love her so much]

"He's Mister Mediator, not Wonwoo," the main singer warned her.

She sent him a glare in return, "I can call him Wonwoo if I want to. And you stop nagging me and keep your promise!"

[why do i feel like the '97 line is like constantly bickering haha]

[and wonwoo seems to always kinda be right in the middle😭😭]

"But I didn't know!"

"That doesn't matter!"

After a bit more discussing, the '96 Liner rapper made sure they got the extra thirty they were promised when Hoshi decided to add something.

"But I was also deeply emotionally hurt by Dokyeom."

"You were?" Wonwoo questioned, turning to Minnie. "You as well?" Who nodded with a pout,

"Very."

[gotta ask the girlfreind as well]

"Okay," he patted her hand. "Dokyeom, give them five each extra."

[gotta make sure they're happy]

[well done mister mediator]

The other members watched the four in amusement when Mingyu decided to comment,

"Woah, everyone's making good money."

"That's right," Woozi chuckled, "But the mediator keeps making odd decisions."

"The mediator's a little weird."

"I think he's a bit biased," the producer of the group smiled at the facial expression from the girl that she made as an answer to his comment.

[BRO GOT CALLED OUT]

[minnie's reaction killed me hahah]

She grinned. "And I think others just need to learn, how to be more kind."

[OH]

-

[Going Seventeen] EP.88 BOOmily Outing #4

"Ugh, we need someone that got it right," Jeonghan sighed out loud after getting sent back in line a third time, still not getting the song right they had to chant out to Seungkwan.

[i could feel their tiredness through the screen during this entire scene]

Wonwoo, who was right next to him, eyes still half closed from being sleep-deprived, looked around the garden, finding the person he was looking for lying on the wooden floor of the porch.

"Minnie!" He called out, catching her attention as she raised her head to look at the members.

[LOOK AT HER]

[how could you not be in love with her]

[she looks so cute without makeup]

"Can you come here for a second?"

"Why?" She asked back, sitting up straighter.

"We need someone to sing the song for us," the '95 Liner explained. Shortly after Woozi, the female member remembered the song correctly as well and was able to go back into the house. Too bad for her that after waking up in the morning, the girl is usually unable to go back to sleep, explaining why she had decided to lounge outside instead, not joining their producer inside.

With a smirk, she ran her fingers through her hair. "Then you have to come here."

Jeonghan slapped Wonwoo's shoulder gently nutdging towards the '97 Liner. "Go." 

[sending the boyfriend, yes, we support]

[the way he didn't even start to argue but just went]

Before even starting to argue, the rapper made his way over to his girlfriend, who was already smiling at him.

"You really don't remember it after three rounds?" She wondered. Wonwoo took a seat right next to her, his hand gently grazing her knee, stopping to rest it right there as she was sitting with her legs crisscrossed. 

[WE ARE ALL SEEING THIS I HOPE]

[listen here]

[when it comes to wonnie]

[it's the little things alright]

[JUST LIKE THIS]

*insert zoomed-in picture of the two and Wonwoo's hand*

[this is what this stan fandom is surviving on]

[we're in pain]

The older member yawned, his eyes trained on the rest of the group that was still getting hit on the head with the rubber hammer. "No one remembers the second verse correctly."

Minnie nodded. "It's 'Let's go to the market, the FUNNY market. Everything is there, the market's full of fun'. All of you are saying 'the fun market'."

With scrunched eyebrows, he turned his head, gazing at the girl who was grinning teasingly at him. "How long have you been listening to our struggle?"

"Ever since I finished," she couldn't help but giggle at his reaction, her forehead touching his shoulder affectionately.

[AAAAH BACKGROUND ACTION]

[AFFECTION FROM WONNIE]

Wonwoo chuckled, "And you didn't think to help us?"

"You never asked."

The rapper stood up with a shaking head, the smile still prominent on his face as he walked back to Jeonghan, who was already awaiting him, but not before he let his fingers tighten around Minnie's knee, making her jolt up and slap him out of reflex. 

[i saw that wonwoo]

[he's so annyoing, i love him]

He laughed at her reaction - he knew how much she hated whenever someone did that to her.

[and i react just like her anytime someone does that to me]

[that shit hurts]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] ('Super' Choreography Practice Sketch)

The idol group had finished their final practice of the choreo to 'Super' and everyone was cleaning up to leave. Some decided to stand behind for a few more minutes, talking to the choreographers and dancers. The cameraman for this Inside Seventeen episode caught Dokyeom and Dino before they were able to head off, now standing in front of the camera, talking about the exhausting day they had just put behind.

[not wonnie related but can we talk about how fucking good they look, thank you]

In the background, Wonwoo, wearing a green puffer vest, was engulfed in a conversation with three of the 200 extra dancers they had brought in for that last day. Nodding along to whatever story they were telling, he got distracted when Minnie's familiar figure walked up next to him.

Without even thinking about it, he opened his left arm, welcoming the girl into a comforting side hug. A warm smile spread on her lips as she wrapped her arms around his torso, letting her cheek rest on his shoulder.

[NOT SO LITTLE, BUT STILL BACKGROUND]

[i don't even know if they realise the camera caught them]

[i love how the cameraman didn't even budge though]

[like they're clearly directly in the middle of the screen hahaha]

[inse editors are wonnie supporters <3]

For a quick minute, the rapper leaned down to whisper something into her ear, to which the girl nodded before getting included in the conversation by one of the female dancers who had been talking. As soon as the sound of the '96 Liner's deep voice rang through her ears, Minnie lifted her head to look at him. 

[that, ladies and gentleman, is called lovey-dovey eyes]

[i have no fucking idea if you actually call it that but that's what it looks like to me, fight me]

When everyone started chuckling at something that was being said, she straightened her back and dropped the arm that was wrapped around his front - Wonwoo's stayed around her shoulders, gently rubbing up and down her upper arm.

[i love small cute domestic shit like that]

[they just look so comfortable like that]

[like imagine you're in a friend group with them and suddenly they do this shit]

[i'd start crying because of how cute it looks]

[but it's probably the most normal thing ever for them]

[UGH pls adopt me into this group]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN (The Game Caterers Shoot Sketch)

Just as Seungcheol was coming down the stairs, Wonwoo and Minnie arrived and made their way up, passing the cameraman who was filming for their new Inside Seventeen episode. The female member was behind the rapper, both of her hands on his back, playfully pushing him to move quicker as he was slow in his steps.

[pls]

With sleep still written all across his face, Wonwoo turned to his left to wave at the camera. "Hi," he simply said, continuing his walk up.

Minnie stopped in her tracks to look at the camera with a big smile, taking a step forward to get a bit closer. "Good morning!" 

[again: everyone else is completely normal, and then we have minnie. the morning person]

Her voice held much more cheer than any of the other members.

But as quick as she was there, she jolted up the steps as the camera moved to show that Wonwoo had also stopped to wait on her. The two continued side by side.

[he waited for her...]

[he WAITED for her]

[what in the low expectations... why am i reacting like this]

[BUT LOOK AT THEM]

-

Incheon Airport 230515

Wonwoo had just gotten out of the car, coming to a halt right at the door. Next, and last, Minnie stepped out, revealing her figure. Over one shoulder, she had a dark backpack, that was swiftly taken off her by the '96 Liner, who threw it over his own shoulders in a quick move. 

[he ain't letting her carry ANYTHING]

The girl put on her sunglasses right away as the flashing lights had already started to blind her, making the rapper react quickly. He tried to cover her as she turned around to use the car door as an emergency mirror, for just a moment. 

[it's giving timothée chalamet and saoirse ronan and I'm so here for it]

When she was about to lean forward, wanting to get something out of the vehicle, Wonwoo beat her to it and pulled out a rolling suitcase. He let it hit the floor before pulling the handle up, ready to move forward and join the other members that had already gathered by the crosswalk.

[I TOLD YOU]

[princess treatment and nothing less👑]

The couple started to make their way past the cars, straight ahead, with Wonwoo at a slightly quicker pace due to his longer legs, making the girl have to almost jog to catch up with him as she reached out for the handle to take control over her luggage. The rapper's head, half of his face covered by a bucked hat, turned to her, looking down at where their hands met. He placed his free on on top of hers, pushing it away, only for her to repeat her action, still trying to claim her suitcase. 

[if your man doesn't fight you wanting to carry your luggage, is he even your man?]

[never settle for less is what I'm learning here]

[thank you wonwoo for raising my standards yet once again]

Wonwoo stood his ground and just continued to carry it forward, making the girl shake her head as she stopped next to Dokyeom, turning to him with a smile that he returned.

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [BE THE SUN] NORTH AMERICA BEHIND #1

During one of their breaks in their concert, some of the members had gathered around right behind the stage, some having decided on sitting on the stairs, while others went for the possibly slightly more comfortable choice on one of the plastic chairs the staff had put up - Hoshi and Wonwoo were two of them. With a grin on his face, patted the rapper his own thigh as soon as Dino had approached him, a bottle of water in his grip. The maknae denied the proposal, only for the older to continue the action, his palm repeatedly hitting the silver fabric of his pants.

Minnie was right behind Minghao, appearing from one of the black doors, joining the members that were currently being filmed. She was still adjusting the microphone around her head as she saw the '96 and '99 Liners' interaction, giggling.

The corner of her lips curled up as she watched the youngest shaking his head each time Wonwoo motioned for him to sit down, giving her the opportunity to take his place. With only a few steps, she stopped right in front of the rapper, turning around and taking a seat on the thigh he had been patting only a second ago, getting a burst of laughter from him in return.

[girl took that like it was reserved for her]

[dang]

[so hot]

Dino, who now had his eyes on the couple almost choked on his water as he started laughing, putting down the bottle he was holding.

[HIS REACTION😂😂]

"If you won't, I'll gladly accept the seat," she grinned at the youngest, who saluted her, making her and Wonwoo chuckle.

[oh minnie same]

[same same same...]

The camera didn't miss the hand he had placed on her left thigh as he rested his forehead on her shoulder, his shoulders still shaking from laughing.

[MH, WE ALL CAUGHT THAT TOO]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [BE THE SUN] NORTH AMERICA BEHIND #2

The couple hadn't yet realised they had gotten caught during the thumb wrestle they had started with each other while waiting to go back on stage in Fort Worth. Minnie was trying to free her hand from Wonwoo's tight grip, pulling away with the strength she had left, but he easily caught her thumb with his, making him laugh and her whine out loud. 

[again, so cute for what]

[just get a room and get to it, jesus]

Only then, did she realise the camera had been on them, gazing at the cameraman with wide eyes and her lips pressed together as she mouthed, 'Did you just see me lose?' To which the camera moved up and down. 

[GIRL]

[we've been watching you WINNING in life for quite a while]

[you get to do stuff like this on the regular]

[you are WINNING my friend, trust me]

The rapper turned his head in confusion, which got washed away as soon as he saw the light that was attached to the device.

With their hands still interlocked, the female member released her fingers and used her other hand for more strength as she held onto Wonwoo's, trying hard to curve his fingers, so they'd create the other half of her heart. The '96 Liner continued to laugh at her antics as he watched her struggle. 

[HE'S A MENACE]

[let her live]

[let her do a godforsaken heart, JESUS😂😭]

For a second, the girl managed to get his fingers in the right position, making her quickly turn to the camera and smile before dropping his hand only a second later, getting another chuckle from the man in return. While she kept a disappointed look on her face, Wonwoo got a hold of her hand, patting it gently as he formed a finger heart with his free hand, getting a chuckle out of her. 

[he's actually really cute, we all know that]

[he'd do anything for her, i just know it]

Minnie joined him and sent a wink in the camera's direction in addition.

[well... time to go find myself a wonwoo, brb]

-

Minnie x Members Content (open)

poly!mimiwon (open)

Taglist: @shrynkk @chaebb @lunarxsun @hoe4wonwoo @kimhyejin3108 @soobzao @billboard-singer @cosmicwintr @zwiehe @alixnsuperstxr @angie-x3 @smooore @allthings-fandoms

[scremogirl]

HEAR ME OUT PLS!... reader whos fine w casually/non casually/no romantic fucking... this prompt is sickening LITERALLY as long as reader gets birth control/condoms theyre ay-okay with it

(doesnt need 2 be added:D FIND WHAT U THINK SUITS UR WRITING ATM)

example js

reader scrolling on their phone while nerd is rearranging their guts

or

council president railing reader while theyre in a mating press on a chair

or

childhood friend who didnt even have to ask you to take care of their problem since middle school(?)

seems like NONCHALANT!Reader but this reader just doesnt care abt what they want and just cares for their friends...in their own way...Add whatever u like sosa!!!! <3

stawppp it.

(presents an AFAB reader)

Yandere! Nerd has been so pent up lately and never has time to relive his stress. With all the club meetings, preparing for college and the love of his life ignoring him, it's obvious he's got a lot on his plate. Therefore, when he finally has the time to let loose, there's no way he could bother with protection.

"Please, baby? I know how much you like it raw anyways. You're still on the pill right? oh what he hell, it's not like you care that much. You have been a little snippy with him lately so he deserves this much. The only problem with is that you can't be bothered with putting in that much effort. So here you are now laying flat on your stomach while Yandere! Nerd pounds your brains out.

"Ugh fuckkk angel, it feels so gooddd," his heavy breathing and the light blush on your cheeks make you clench around him harder. You make him pull out as you roll yourself over on your back. You grab your phone again as he shoves himself back in you. You angle your camera to where your hips meet, occasionally aiming it at his face. He cums so much that when he pulls out some of it lands in the camera lens.

!Ping!

Angel😇💕💍: 1 attachment

Angel😇💕💍: srry I can't be there tdy. cramps and what not.

enjoy this instead :p

When do you get off your period again?

Sigh. How's he supposed to work like this?

Yandere! Council president rubs his temples and lets out a deep sigh of frustration. The council is having an after school celebration along with some club members because of last weeks fundraiser.

They did well but someone needs to count all of the funds and there's no way he'll trust anyone else do it.

He stands from his chair opening the door, on his way to tell them to keep it down bug to his surprise your on the other side of the door.

"What're you doing here?"

"I go to school here," he sighs at your blunt behavior.

“Yes, I know that. I mean what are you doing at school after hours?" you held up a bag of food and he already knew what you were gonna say before you said it. He opens the door to let you in, relived that at least one thing can cheer him up.

"Besides." you continue

"I'm horny. I was gonna get a quick one out before I went back but then I remembered you were here. I can obviously see your not feeling well and Im in the mood for something rough: take it out on me,"

The chair bangs against the table as you legs are pressed against your head. Who knew you were this flexible? He'll have to keep that in mind for later, right now he's focused on shooting his load as deep as he can. The music outweighs your moans and isn't until you here a loud bang on the door that you stop.

"(Y/N)? You in there? We're about to start truth or dare. Julie's gonna dare Chris to jump ass naked into the school pool. You don't wanna miss it." says a voice from outside the door.

“I’ll - fuck I'll be out in a second. Ate to much, ugh dip y'know; a little full," and with that they leave.

Yandere! CP turns your face towards him with an animalistic sneer.

"The only thing you'll be full of is my cum."

Please take a plan B 🙏🏾

(You guys are seniors here!!!)

Everyone's masturabted before, let's be honest.

Curious minds wanting to feed their growing sexual appetite. So when Yandere! Childhood friend came to you about his little problem, it was your duty as his best friend to help.

"(Y/N) it hurtssss! Just look how red the tip is!" on queue it twitches and pulses under your gaze.

Jeez the guy has no shame does he? He grabs the base, stroking his hard cock under his strong palm. It didn't take you much conniving since you were already on your knees before him.

"Oh shit baby! Gonna let me pump it all down your throat? Ughh, gonna-gonna milk all of it outta me princess I swear,” he says between pants, continuing throat fuck you. His orgasm nears as he grabs the base of your neck and forces you down on him. Spit and cum dribbling down your child and into your chest. He paints your face and swipes his fingers on your face before forcing it back into your mouth. After you all cleaned, you stand to your knees After you all cleaned, you stand to your knees sitting on the couch turning on Lilo and Stitch.

"Make some popcorn for us will ya?"

You literally suck the soul outta him and then ask him to do something other than go another round; he’s gonna do it but damn 😭

[itonashi]

May I request Chigiri Hyoma x reader, but the bllk boys and Chigiri are hanging outside of blue lock and the reader hugs Chigiri from behind while he's talking to someone; suprising chigiri of his s/o's sudden appearance? I LITERALLY CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF THIS MAN 🥰💍💍🙏

BOO!

pairing: chigiri hyoma x fem!reader

warning: mentioned other chars, fluff, lowercase intended, manga spoilers

note: pls pls pls appear in the tag... im gonna cry if it doesn't appear. i hate mobile legends. memang tolol kau tahu tak (nonsense in malay). i love the anon who req me this.

it's time!

for your divine, beautiful, majestic, heavenly, breath-taking, lovely, charming, marvelous, splendid, distinguished, monumental, glorious, astonishing, and pretty boyfriend to get out of his hell hole!!!

the blue lock program.

because of that stupid program you didn't get to even chat him or see him for months! now he's a celebrity after that soccer match that you didn't even managed to get a ticket for.

you want to see him so much instead of chatting with him on some apps. you hated how chigiri hyoma is now known to the world and some ppl liked him because of his beauty. that beauty should've been only for you.

fortunately, he is yours and you are his.

but he said that he only have two weeks break so that means the program is still not finish yet and that made you filled with the 5 stages of grief because that technically means that you won't be seeing him for months again! and who knows? he will also be offered with professional clubs out there.

you're glad that he didn't give up on soccer anymore and how he is really happy now.

with these two weeks break, you will make the most time to hang out with your boyfriend and make the most of it.

oh? is that your lovely boyfriend there? and if you're not mistaken — the people that he's talking to is the blue lock people.

'i want to surprise him. i mean.. his reactions will be so cute! after all, we haven't seen eachother for a long time.'

"i think i will have a chances with many pretty girls this year."

"shut up, otoya."

"being known to the world feels nice."

"i wonder if i have a fanbase..."

"isagi! look at the comments about you."

"people really like nagi, huh."

"why are they so shocked that reo is playing soccer..."

the atmosphere was lively as everyone was talking about different things. some were talking about their popularity, soccer, the u-20 match, school and friends.

what was irritating me is that aryu keep asking me about what i use for my hair. yeah yeah, i know my hair is silky but only some people can touch it. if i don't want him to bother me with his 'glam' things. i just need to straight up tell him about the haircare i use.

"oh really? that's the one you use... hmm, what a shame. it doesn't fit my glam hair."

"ok, aryu..."

just stop talking to me about that, it's boring! damn it. "chigiri! look at people commenting about your beauty!" bachira showed me the multiple comments about my beauty and how they wish they know me earlier... blah blah blah. "haha, it's amazing how chigiri got people to like because of his beauty." isagi said.

"i bet his fanbase is full of girls."

is it? i don't really remember...

"i don't think so?"

"yeah, right.

i couldn't careless about the fanbase anyway. i already have my special someone who never gave up on me. the one who was always there with me through thick and thin. she never left me when i was injured. it was a shame she didn't managed to see the match in front of her eyes.

if she was there, i would've hug her tight even if there was my mother and sister there...

it's been a long time since i see her.

i was conversing with nagi and telling him some information about soccer. when suddenly i felt a hand wrapped around my waist from behind and a beaming girl's voice was heard.

"boo!"

'eh?'

everyone stop talking and look at the uninvited guest that just arrived. 'wooo' and 'oohh' could be heard from them. nagi look at the person who interrupt chigiri from talking and the person unwrapped their hands from chigiri's waist.

"[name]!?"

"oh, you're surprised to see me." you chuckle at the sight of him.

you wave at all the people there and they wave back with welcome but they're definitely questioning who you are from the sudden appearance. otoya did the honor of asking not before asking if you're single.

"im taken by the oh so lovely princess chigiri hyoma."

"oh."

"oi, don't call me that."

well, at least no one's here is beautiful like your boyfriend! this goes unnoticed by you but when otoya asked you that question. he almost tried to gouge out otoya's eyes. you didn't notice yukimiya was there until he spoke up.

"[name], you are dating chigiri?"

"ah, since when are you here... yuki?"

"you two knew each other?"

"he's my co-worker in the model agency but don't worry i never work with him, hyoma."

chigiri let out a sigh of relief at that statement. sure, yukimiya was handsome. and he love how you are loyal to him in the end. they time passed with you being introduced to the boys and come of them praised you for being a beauty and question you is it hard being a model and all that.

you get to know some of them better and it did help with yukimiya being there.

"i think it's time we should go back home." isagi said. the time was almost 5:00 p.m and they all agreed to it — saying goodbyes to one another, you set out walking back home with chigiri.

"you really surprised me back there."

"your reaction was worth it. hehe."

typical [name]. a little prankster ever since middle school. "here, do you want my hand?" chigiri offered you his hand for you to wrapped your hands around it and you did just that. you lean your head on his shoulders while walking to the train station. talking along the way about the day and your opinion on the boys.

"you did great on the match, hyoma. you don't have to think about it that much when you were out half time. i have been watching you that whole match even if i wasn't there. you're my favorite player out there."

it was out of the blue when you said that but it was comforting to him. you are his biggest supporter and he will never let go of that fact. the things you said to comfort him. you always know what his feelings are at the moment.

"thank you, [name]."

you chuckle at his flustered voice.

"that's my duty as your biggest supporter."

you two arrived at the train station and wait for your train to come and board it. it is fortunately empty. you love some quiet times with chigiri on the train.

you lean your head on chigiri's shoulder and close your eyes while holding his hand on the train and hum a melody. "[name], what do you think of me?" he said with a slight nervous. hoping at what you said about him is all positive.

"if im being brutally honest... after you were injured, you care too much about what those people said about your injuries. especially those wanima twins. i hate them. you have me on your back — i will defend you from those types of people but im happy that you're not giving up on soccer. you are a hardworking guy. you are slightly moody though..."

"that's too honest."

"i did said i was brutally honest."

[fyodorloveclub]

It's like 6am now but brain is Thonking Things and I gotta get them out before I forget them

The thought of the day is: getting pregnant with twins

I just know oda would be the happiest out of them all to find that out, like we were supposed to have only one child but now we're getting a bonus one too?? We get to take care of two more kids?? Best day of his life. As soon as you tell him you're gonna have twins I can see him looking at you with his usual neutral face like this 😐 while you can hear the cogs spinning in his brain for a moment as he processes what you said fdjsjdj then a moment later he comes to terms with the fact that the two of you have really been blessed and he hugs you close to himself and tells you how happy he is and how much he loves you with a bit of a wobbly voice bc he's just that happy🥺 the next day he's going to his usual restaurant to tell the owner and the orphans how they're going to have two new friends soon

Dazai would be kinda shocked bc we're gonna have two mini demons running around the house instead of just one??? Am I gonna have to share my belladonna's affections with both of them??? On the outside he's going to act like a clown as usual, telling everyone in the ada about the news and having kunikida nag him for hours everyday bc DON'T YOU DARE MAKE YOUR CHILDREN BECOME SUICIDE MANIACS LIKE YOU!! cjsjsjs But on the inside, having a child with you was already a big choice that required lots of trust for him, but after he hears the news and accepts them he goes to oda's grave and tells him as well, he tells him that he's finally settled down with you and is going to have a family and how happy he is to get to do this this you. "I hope you're proud of me, Odasaku."

Chuuya was already reluctant having just one child with you bc he's a mafia executive and he knows his profession/position could endanger you (not that he'd ever let someone hurt you ofc) but then the two of you agreed to try and have one child to see how the situation would change. He didn't expect that at all when you told him you were having twins, he just stared at you with a mix of joy and shock and he didn't even know what to say. He didn't want to upset you so first he might go to kouyou to talk about his concerns, and after she reassures him that everything will be alright he comes back home and swears to himself to do everything he can to help you throughout the pregnancy and after the children are born. Once he's holding both of them for the first time in his arms he might try to act all tough but then he slowly breaks down into tears and cries with you

Now for fyodor, everything he does is calculated, so having you get pregnant might also have been a calculated act on his part. He decided that this time would be the best for the two of you to have a child bc his plans wouldn't interfere with the pregnancy and viceversa so he bred you extra hard yk djsksks what wasn't calculated tho was you having twins. He knew it was a possibility ofc but he didn't expect that to actually happen. He is obviously happy and gives you lots of praise and patience throughout the pregnancy, making sure your health is at its peak at all times and spoiling you with whatever you might want on your bad days. He might find it endearing when you're so close to crying bc your belly is too big and you can't koala-hug him on his lap anymore jdjsjsdjs you know that some people put headphones on their belly to make the child listen to music? He does that too with you but in the extra fancy way that is playing the cello next to your bed. I'm trying so hard to keep this sfw but my brain keeps chanting pregnancy sex pregnancy sex djdjsjdj

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my brain is also chanting pregnancy sex at all times always and forever. also everything utc because this got long as per usual

and you're so fucking right abt all of them kfljslf;ksjkd oda would be ECSTATIC because. idk if he necessarily wants a big family but he wants more than one, though the thought of you suffering multiple times for multiple babies is so painful for him. so the fact that you're getting TWO babies for the pain of only one pregnancy makes him soooo happy like it's probably everything he could've asked for. and when you're freaking out bc you were already worried about keeping up with care for one baby and now there's gonna be two, he easily calms you down and assures you he's gonna be there every single step of the way bc you're a team. and even tho any mention of the orphans fills me with debilitating pain it melts my fucking heart thinking abt how over the moon they'd be esp because they rarely see oda that happy. he would ADORE your body too

like you said with dazai it definitely would take a LOT of trust and chewing on the idea for him to even be willing to try for a baby, and that's with expecting only one at a time lskfjskd and i can see him only wanting one in general. he'd so paint on a dazai-typical happy silly face for his coworkers but yeah it'd be a pretty major internal struggle for him at first. and all of the agency is a little bit scared bc they could barely picture dazai with one kid but now he's gonna have 2 LMAO but they know you well and trust that you'll raise them well. and you know that dazai's heart is so big and he's such a good guy that'd genuinely want the best for his babies and would work so hard to be a good father, probably thinking of odasaku and what he would do a lot. and the thought of him sitting at his grave to tell him is fr tearing me apart that fucking hurts lfdsjsdkl i can see him bringing a bottle of liquor and pouring two glasses, just talking like. "two! crazy, isn't it? i think you'd be a great uncle." and he'd definitely tell his kids allll about their uncle oda </3

ur right because chuuya would act so brave but would fucking flip out - but he knows you're anxious as hell about it so you wouldn't hear a second of it. i agree i think that kouyou would be the first person he went to, like the only realistically responsible adult he knows flkadsfljdks when mori finds out he'll be so excited and want to dote all over them and have them play with elise but chuuya would be like only under my supervision you fucking weirdo LMAO he's a very smart guy who's amazing at troubleshooting and dealing with any situation but i think he struggles with it more in his personal life, though he'd find his footing eventually. he'd realize that the most important thing by far is supporting and helping you the whole way, doing anything and everything he can because whatever stress he's feeling you're definitely feeling tenfold. when chuuya loves he loves hard, and that applies to both you and his kids

i think fyodor would definitely be mostly prepared for the scenario of twins, but still be taken aback because he didn't quite expect it to actually happen aldfja;kdfj he would def spoil you to death even to the point where ur like i love you but chill. i think he'd be excited though. im guessing he's never had a loving, supportive family who genuinely cares for each other (and shows it) so i think (with time, i wouldn't say he's necessarily like this now) he'd be very happy to not only show love to a whole family but to receive it too. to be looked up to and revered with unconditional love by 2 babies is something unfathomable to him. he's similar to chuuya in that when he loves, he loves HARD. and every single waking second would be spent protecting you, which would obviously increase to protecting his 2 babies. it would be hard for him, but the now 3 of you are his entire world and he's very protective/possessive - no one is allowed to step anywhere near those kids for a while alkfjlskdjfds "can we please homeschool them?" "no. they're going to real school fedya." similar to oda but probably more so, he would absolutely adore and revere your changing body, would be absolutely obsessed with your growing baby bump that is obvi bigger with two babies. he wants to touch it and be near it and play music for it all the time, sometimes he talks to your stomach more than he talks to you aldsfjadslkj i love him so much :(

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An Easter Eggs Benedict Engagement🍳💍🌷🐰

Miguel O'Hara x gn!Reader S/O

Synopsis: Easter breakfast with Miguel and Gabi! They have a heartwarming surprise for you. 🥰 part 3 of my Easter proposal mini series🐰💍💝 (these are all separate, unrelated stories but each one has a happy ending and cute twist) You don't have to celebrate Easter to enjoy the story. 💜 Word count 1.1k

Easter proposal masterlist

CW: none, just fluffy

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You watched Gabi with a warm smile as she happily giggled at the large Easter basket waiting for her on the kitchen table, reaching down to hand her the Easter quartet of bunny squishmallows you and Miguel picked out for her

"Thank youuuuu!" Gabi squealed, practically in tears at all her beautiful presents.

Miguel smiled, walking from behind the kitchen island where he was cooking breakfast to give her a kiss on the head. "Feliz Pascua, mijita..." (Happy Easter my little daughter)

"Gracias, papá, te amo..." (Thank you, papa I love you)

Gabi runs across the kitchen and hugs your legs. "And I love you!"

"Awh...." You feel your heart utterly melt faster than a chocolate egg. "I love you too, princess. I'm so happy you love your presents!"

"We got something for you too, silly!" Gabi says, resting her chin in her hands as she looks up at you from where she's leaning against your lap.

"Oh?" Your eyes flicker quickly to Miguel who quickly goes from making a zipper motion over his lips to trying to act neutral. Your eyes narrow playfully.

"Does your daddy know about this gift?"

Gabi gasps and covers her mouth. "Wait, no! It's a surprise!"

"Allllright..." Miguel sighs and walks over to both of you. He bends down, whispering something to Gabi, who nods and runs out of the room giggling. "Watch the eggs for me, will you honey?" Miguel winks at you and you laugh, shaking your head and crossing your arms as you walk to the stove, eyeing the eggs so they don't burn.

"You two are killing me!"

Gabi returns with a proud smile on her face as she hands you a small cardboard box with shimmery green fake grass. In the middle, is a gorgeous, hand painted egg made of a thin material. It's white with little pink flowers and red roses adorning it, complete with green vines running delicately in orate patterns around it.

"You painted this?" You ask softly, your soul enormously touched at the heartfelt gesture.

"Mhmm!" Gabi answers, head held high with pride. "Papá can't paint to save his life, so I did it!" She grins, her adorable smile missing one of her front teeth.

Miguel grins bashfully from the kitchen, slowly walking to stand by your side.

"You're supposed to crack it!" Gabi says crossing her arms.

"Wha-?" You look concerned at Miguel. "It's too pretty to just break..."

Gabi waves you off. "I have like a gazillion of them in my room. Don't you wanna know the big surprise?"

You look at Miguel, who gives you a nod of reassurance, and, with a nervous smile, you gently crack the egg against the kitchen counter. Your mouth falls open at its shiny contents. Out tumbles a square cut, shiny white gold diamond ring. As soon as you look up, Miguel is down on one knee and Gabi is silently squealing, jumping up and down in the corner.

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"My love?" Miguel takes your hand in his, you shudder and let out a loud sob, clapping your free hand across your face when you realize this is for real.

Miguel's own eyes become shiny with his own window of tears that threaten to leak when he sees your reaction. His voice is thick with emotion, but he manages to keep it steady. "I don't want to be without you any longer..."

He takes a deep breath. "You mean the world to me and Gabi. Our family would not be complete, if you were not a part of it." He takes the ring carefully in his fingers. "I know that the promise we make in our hearts to one another well surpasses the ring, the certificate, and the worldly, tangible symbols of our love...but, I want to make this permanent. I want to ask you to be mine in the most lasting way I can. By making you my spouse. My forever companion. So sweetheart..."

You close your eyes, a huge smile erupting on your face through your tears as he brings the ring just over the tip of your finger.

"Marry me?" He asks, his voice hovering just above a whisper, the words he utters nearly brings you to your knees. The feeling of bliss that only barely started to brush the surface of being close to this one was when he told you he loved you for the first time. That beautiful night in the rain outside your favorite coffee shop when you kissed, not minding that you were completely soaked.

Now, you stood locked in a tender embrace in your kitchen, hugging this man who was going to be your husband, uttering the word, "Yes" what felt like a thousand times. Saying it as if every time it left your lips, it wasn't nearly strong enough to convey how devoted, how utterly in love you found yourself with this man. You both make space for Gabi as she wedges herself in between you. This beautiful, happy, family of three celebrating what's sure to become an Easter to remember.

Miguel finishes cooking your breakfast: Eggs Benedict with regular bacon in place of ham atop two buttery, flaky English muffins, California style with neat slices of avocado and tomato and a healthy dollop of creamy hollandaise and a garnish of fresh chives. For the side: crispy hashbrowns and freshly cut strawberries and juicy grapes.

Your mouth waters as you take a bite. Miguel flashes you a dazzling smile at your approval of his cooking. You sip your coffee and take Miguel's hand in yours in quiet gratitude. His lips gently graze your left hand just above where your gorgeous ring sits in its permanent spot. He gives your hand three squeezes. I love you.

You answer with four. I love you more. Miguel smiles, pressing one more kiss to your hand then turning his attention to a chatty Gabriela, nodding and humming attentively to his little girl as he gently rubs your thigh.

Even though this was a big step for all of you, the truth is you've been a family for ages. Your heart flutters with a wave of bliss as the hot food and coffee warms you from the inside out, leaning on the arm of your devoted husband-to-be as you watch your lovely daughter sit her squishmallows on the empty chair next to her so they can enjoy Easter breakfast too.

The ruby of Miguel's eyes and the gentle sound of his voice keeps you grounded in this blissful reality that only seemed like a dream. Your own little piece of heaven on a joyous Spring morning.

A tranquil rain shower began to kiss the tender petals of the pink tulips that Miguel bought you that sat in a planter on the patio; its new blossoms symbolizing this promising life you were beginning together as the late March Easter rain made its landfall.

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Content

Part 10 of the Goodnight Moon series

You meet your first love in the inn at Baldur’s Gate. Astarion is not happy. Also a potential glimpse of what the future could hold 💍

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“It’s been a while!”

That voice. You freeze, your hand on your mug tightening. You slap on a smile and turn around.

“Erm. Yeah.” You look at the drow male approaching your table. You want to run, but you force yourself to stay calm. If any of your companions noticed your discomfort, no one said anything.

“How has it been?” He slips to the empty seat beside you, the one Astarion had vacated minutes ago to get you dinner. You had been starving, but all those thoughts disappeared as you looked into those emerald eyes. Those eyes had haunted you for almost a decade. “You’ve… well.” He eyes you up and down. “You’ve changed,” he says, obviously intrigued.

You shrug. “Healthier diet, exercise routine, all that.” Some of your companions finally notice your new seatmate.

“Is that-“ Karlach begins, shocked.

“Cassian. Pleased to meet you,” he offers her his hand, and she shakes it. Her eyes lock onto yours, and you give her a quick nod. I can handle this, you say through tadpole-speak.

Karlach and Gale knew all about Cassian. Your first, in all the ways that mattered. He had made you feel like you were the most important girl in the world, and then in a heartbeat made you realize you were worthless. It wasn’t completely his fault - you had spent so many years trying to win him back, to make him love you, that you had broken yourself up in the effort. He would flit in and out of your life, reigniting that fire and then snuffing it out just as fast every time he did.

Gale perked up as he heard the name, and he gave Wyll a quick tap on the arm to end their conversation and to signify the reason why. He gives the man a wave, but was cautiously watching, ready to help if things went south. More importantly, he was watching out for Astarion. He wasn’t sure if you’ve told him, and was not sure of how he’d react.

Karlach chuckles to diffuse the weird silence. “Karlach. I- uh- yeah, I’ve heard about you,” she admits, knowing she had already outed herself.

Cassian straightens up imperceptibly. “You have? No doubt Tav here is why.” He puts a friendly arm around your shoulders. “Her and I go a long way. Would you introduce me to your other friends?”

You gulp. Slowly, you point out each person and their names. They all wave or nod as they are mentioned. Before you finish, a cold hand drops to Cassian’s shoulder.

“I believe you’re in my seat,” Astarion hisses. On his other hand he has your bowl of stew. Cassian arches his eyebrows at him, almost as if he found him entertaining.

“-and that’s Astarion,” you finish, biting your lip. “Astarion, this is Cassian.”

The vampire’s eyes flick to yours and then to Karlach, as if a quick message was being passed along them. His grip on the bowl tightens, but he smiles, a smile that’s all teeth and fangs.

“My, my. Cassian! What brings you here?” He puts the bowl on the table. “Come to break her heart again? I’d like you to know that would be impossible now,” he adds, all bravado and smugness oozing from him. But you can see the uncertainty in his eyes. Why hadn’t he been told?

Cassian laughs humorlessly. “What we had was… complicated. I don’t expect you to understand. As it is,” he holds his hand up, where a ring was on his finger. “I am already spoken for.”

And yet, the way his eyes dragged along your body was obvious to everyone on the table. Astarion’s hand dropped to his dagger, his anger starting to cloud his judgement, when another hand stilled it. Gale had slipped behind him, predicting this would happen.

“I got you a seat,” Gale prompts, keeping his voice level. The moment broken, Astarion lets himself be seated to the other side of you. The moment he’s there, you slip your hand over his under the table and squeeze tightly. He does not miss a beat.

“Well- so is she,” he says plainly. “No rings just yet, but I would greatly appreciate it if you kept your arm off my wife.”

You turn to him, eyes wide, and he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. Even now, when he’s unsure of the situation, he’s protecting you. You turn back to Cassian, smiling. “I’m glad to know we both found what was meant for us,” you say, shifting yourself backwards towards Astarion so that the drow had to let go of you. You didn’t want it to escalate at all.

He takes a moment to eye Astarion up and down, assessing his replacement. He then looks to you, and the smile he gives you is oddly genuine. “A shame, then, but I am happy for you.” He gives everyone a final look and then makes a show of grabbing his pocket watch.

“Oh, would you look at the time! I have to go. This has been fun, though. Tav,” he says and gives you a quick hug. “See you around.”

Before you can even react, he’s gone. You can feel the collective tension drop from everyone in the table.

Karlach breaks the silence. “That was Cassian? I understand why you went mad for him,” she chuckles.

For a second, Astarion is quiet. His eyes were staring holes into the bowl of stew. Then he quickly recovers, smirking. “Karlach, I suggest you have your eyes checked. Either that, or your taste.”

She laughs it off, and the night goes on without another hitch. You know not everything is as it seems though. Your partner’s eyes are a little too distant.

He leaves for the rooms early, and you quickly follow suit.

He’s seated on the bed, his shirt off, which meant he was preparing for bed. You sit beside him, eyeing him carefully. “I’m sorry,” you mumble.

“For what? For your ex to come dropping by as I get you dinner? Oh-“ he laughs bitterly, “I meant your ex that you haven’t been able to get over for the past decade.” He had seen it all in Karlach’s mind.

You take a deep breath. “Yes, it was a long time. And… and I’m sorry I never told you. I didn’t want to burden you. You already have so much on your plate.”

He scoffs, but when he looks at you, his eyes are soft and wide. “You never are a burden, darling.” He wraps his arms around you, and you two slowly lie down, your head on his chest. “I have given you my problems to deal with, so let me deal with yours as well.”

You shake your head. “Cassian isn’t even a problem, though. He hasn’t been in a while. Especially not when you came around,” you add.

“Still. I would like to know more about your life.” He presses a kiss to the top of your head. “But I won’t lie - I wanted to tear his throat out.”

You stroke his chest gently, tracing shapes absentmindedly. “Jealousy doesn’t suit you, love.”

He rolls his eyes. “Not jealous. I just realize I want everyone to know you’re mine.” The last word was almost a growl. He picks up your hand, turning it in his hands.

“A ring like that would suit you, I admit.”

You freeze, looking up at him. You’ve always dreamed of it, but you never thought he’d be the type to want that. “Really? I didn’t think…”

“Neither did I.” His eyes meet yours, and they are full of affection and adoration. “I-“

I love you.

It was on the tip of his tongue, but he held it back. “I mean, things can change. In time,” he added, as though he expected you to know what he was about to say.

You nod. You’re slightly disappointed, but as always you understand. “I know.” Then you give him a tight hug.

“Let’s go figure out all our problems first, yes? Before anything else,” you say, giving him an out.

“Ah- of course! There’s every chance we’ll die, too, so that’s something else to look forward to!” He says, a little too cheerily.

Just as fast, he drops the act, tilting your chin up so he could kiss your lips.

“I promise you, darling. You won’t have to wait much longer,” he whispers, his eyes falling shut.

You kiss him back, hands gently running through his curls. You’re okay with whatever he’s willing to give, whenever’s he’s willing to give it. That thought passes to him through your tadpoles, and he sighs softly, pulling away to meet your eyes. His are wet with happiness.

“Thank you,” he says, holding you tightly again.

For now, that is enough. There are so many things to worry about - his master, for instance - but right now, he’s content.

[grandeoatmilklatte]

Undying Love 💍 (Part 3 - Twenty Four Hours)

Finally part 3! So sorry this took so long (I know it was only 6 days but that feels like a long time for me!) I hope the wait was worth it cause it gets very angsty in this part.

Undying Love - Part 3: Twenty Four Hours - Ominis Gaunt x Female MC

Summary: The trio is reeling from the incident in the library. Feelings get hurt and plans start getting in motion. 2.4k words.

@myrachondria - tagging you in this too since you asked me to tag you in part 2! 💕

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5!

Warnings: NSFW/18+!! There is smut in this part!! Characters are aged up, out of school, and married. Do not read if you are under 18!

There is also a very brief mention of FAKE unalive at the very end (it's not real everyone is very much alive) so please be advised and please don't read if that may be triggering.

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Ominis remained in his room all afternoon into the evening, even refusing to come to dinner. Sebastian and MC didn’t bother to check on him, opting to give him space. MC felt incredibly guilty, but she insisted on keeping up the couple facade, fearful of the consequences if they stopped. 

“Where’s Ominis? Was he not with you earlier?” Mrs. Gaunt questioned the duo at dinner. Marvolo spoke up before either one of them could. “I passed by his room on the way over here. He was in bed. Mentioned he wasn’t feeling well, not sure why…” Marvolo smirked in MC and Sebastian’s direction. Before he could say anything else, MC spoke. “We can check on him and bring him some dinner later. Come to think of it, he did mention his stomach wasn’t feeling well earlier!” Mrs. Gaunt thanked them, and dinner continued without a hitch. 

As MC was gathering up a plate to take to Ominis, Marvolo approached her, another stupid smirk on his stupid face. “You know, when I checked up on Ominis earlier, I could have sworn I heard him crying…maybe he’s got a stomach bug by the name of jealousy?” he winked at her as he walked away, MC trying desperately to not hurl her dinner in response to that wink. 

MC wanted to be the one to try and talk to Ominis. She gently knocked on his door, but didn’t give him a chance to answer, slowly entering. “Ominis…” her voice was soft and gentle. Sebastian closed the door behind them before MC continued. “Please talk to us, we’ve brought you dinner…” Her heart broke once again as she took in the state of her husband. 

He had been lying face down on the bed, but had sat up when MC spoke. She could see he had indeed been crying, his eyes red and puffy. He was breathing harshly, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were strewn around the floor, having changed into his pajamas, and there was a scowl on his face. “What do you want?” he choked out, his voice raspy.  

MC approached the bed and sat on the edge of it. She reached to take Ominis’s hand, and he didn’t pull away this time. “We just want to talk. Please?” MC held back her own tears that were desperate to fall. “Leave Sebastian. I want to talk to my wife privately.” There was an angry emphasis on “my wife” when he spoke. Sebastian set down the dinner plate he had been holding and quietly left. 

Once Ominis heard the sound of the door shutting, he unleashed on MC. “HOW COULD YOU?! You did the one thing I BEGGED you not to do! You’re my wife MC, does that mean NOTHING to you?! Do you have any idea how that felt?! To hear you two?!” His tears started up again. 

MC felt her heart shatter. It broke her hearing the sadness in her husband’s voice. “Ominis please! We had no choice. You know your brother, he would have gone to your parents and then what? We discussed this. We knew this could happen but we agreed to it because we all want you to get away from your family. Please, Ominis. I love you.” Her tears began to fall as well. 

“Did you like it?” His voice was a cold whisper. “What?” MC choked out. Ominis spoke louder, his voice icy. “Did you like it?” 

MC sighed. “In the moment, yes.” She knew this would hurt, but she didn’t want to lie to him. “But Ominis, I don’t feel anything towards him. I love you. I chose you. I could have had him, but I didn’t want him. I wanted you. I wanted to make it believable, and it felt good, for a split second. But I didn’t do it because I wanted to. I did it to protect us. Please believe me.” MC was sobbing at this point. “I’d give up anything for you. I’m risking my life for you. Because I want you and because I love you!”

MC reached for Ominis’s face to stroke his cheek, but he shifted away the moment her hand made contact with him. Knowing that her words had done nothing to help the situation, she got up to leave. But as she was about to, Ominis stopped her. 

“Send Sebastian in here.” His voice was still cold as ice. She said nothing as she left. She found Sebastian in the library, updating him on all that transpired. He promised her he’d talk to Ominis and try to calm him down. When he entered Ominis’s room, MC tried to eavesdrop, but the door was enchanted with a silencing charm immediately. So she made her way over to the bathroom to fix herself a bath, the warm water providing comfort as she cried. 

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It was after midnight when MC finally exited the bath, believing she had cried so much she no longer had working tear ducts. The home was quiet, MC assuming the Gaunts had turned in for the night. MC made her way to Ominis’s room and quietly entered, nervous as to what she’d find. Both boys were asleep and there was a single candle lit on a nightstand by the bed. Sebastian had opted for the couch in the bedroom, and Ominis was in the bed. As there was only one couch in the room, MC reluctantly climbed into bed, laying as far away from Ominis as she could, her back to him. She blew out the candle and closed her tired eyes, letting her exhaustion take her. 

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MC had only been asleep for an hour before she awoke to the feeling of Ominis’s arms under and around her waist and his chest against her back. She then felt his lips near her ear. “Your breathing has changed, I know you’re awake.” She let out a sigh confirming that she was awake, but said nothing. She would have turned to face Ominis, but his arms had a tight grip around her waist. He lifted the arm that was over her to brush some hair away from her neck before bringing his lips to her neck, planting soft kisses. MC was confused, but said nothing and let Ominis continue. She then felt the same hand that had pushed her hair out of the way pull up her night slip and sneak under the waistband of her underwear. MC let out a soft whispered moan as Ominis began to rub her clit slowly and softly. 

“Ominis…Sebastian’s in the room.” She felt bad even mentioning Sebastian’s name, but she felt like she had to remind Ominis of this. “Well, probably best to be quiet then, right?” He was still upset, as there was a bite to his whisper. She felt conflicted, while she was enjoying the way he was touching her, she felt terrible about Sebastian being so close. She thought about putting a stop to it, but her body made the decision for her, her legs adjusting on their own so Ominis could reach her better. Ominis chuckled at the adjustment. He slid two fingers inside of her, pumping them slowly but deeply into her. MC turned her head into the pillow to let out a moan. “Tell me what you want, darling. Tell me WHO you want.” Ominis growled. There was a darkness to Ominis’s voice, similar to how he was the night before they left home, but while Ominis typically hid his darkness, it seemed to be in full force tonight. MC started to answer him in a whisper, but Ominis cut her off. 

“I can’t hear you, darling. You’re going to have to speak a bit louder.” His voice was no longer a whisper. “You! I want you, Ominis! Please!” MC moaned out. “Good girl.” Ominis was back to whispering as he replaced his fingers inside of her with his cock. He lifted her leg up with his hand and began to thrust quick and hard into her, the bed creaking. MC placed both hands over her mouth, but it didn’t do much good in muffling her moans. With his other hand that was still underneath her, he reached up and grabbed both of her hands, pulling them from her face. “You’d really deny me those pretty sounds you make? I want to hear you, darling. Moan for me. Loud.” he said through gritted teeth. She willingly obeyed. 

Both of their orgasms came quickly, MC’s first, with a loud whimper, Ominis’s immediately after, with a groan. Ominis had finally let go of MC, allowing her to turn and face him. She stared at him, savoring how lovely he looked in the moonlight. She leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips. “I love you, Ominis.” He didn’t respond, instead letting out a sigh and turning to face away from her. Her heart began to ache once again until he finally spoke up. “Goodnight, MC…I love you too.” 

MC snuggled up against his back, wrapping her arms around him the way he had done to her. She nuzzled her face into his back and fell asleep, but not before she sat up  to check on Sebastian. She noticed he was facing the wall with his pillow over his head, which was different from the position he was in when she walked in the room earlier. 

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MC was alone when she woke the next morning. She got herself dressed and went to go find the boys. As she walked through the house, the sound of arguing in the kitchen caught her attention. She couldn’t make out what was being said, but she knew the voices she heard were Ominis and Sebastian. As she entered the kitchen, the fighting immediately stopped, but the sight she happened on was damning enough. Ominis and Sebastian had been the ones fighting, both of their wands drawn as if they were about to start casting at each other. Sebastian had his hand on his cheek, as if he had been hit with something. Marvolo was standing in the corner, having been watching the scene excitedly. He shot a wide grin at MC, which she ignored. 

“What is going on here?!” MC shouted. Neither boy answered her, but they both sported angry faces. Marvolo was the one to reply, giddy as ever. “I came in to get some tea when I found them screaming at each other. Sebastian yelling about how a girl like you could never love Ominis, Ominis yelling about how Sebastian is no good for you and doesn’t deserve you. Ominis then had the balls to slap Sebastian! I didn’t know my brother had it in him!” MC was confused. Was this part of the plan, or were they still fighting? She still hadn’t spoken to Sebastian since early yesterday, so she had no idea how their talk went. And as much as she enjoyed what she and Ominis had done last night, she knew Ominis had done it to spite Sebastian, knowing he would hear it. She didn’t have the chance to respond before Ominis, wand in hand, stormed out of the kitchen. Sebastian then spoke to her. “Come on, sweetheart! Why don’t we head over to the library.” he said through gritted teeth.

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MC hoped that she’d get some kind of explanation from Sebastian, but she didn’t. Sebastian seemed upset with MC as well, likely because of last night. She thought back to her time with him two years ago. He loved her, but she had been the one to break it off, as she could no longer handle Sebastian’s reckless behavior. They broke up at the end of 5th year, didn’t speak all summer, and then three months into their 6th year, her and Ominis were together. Sebastian seemed to have accepted it at the time, and seemed to be okay this entire time, but maybe he hadn't actually moved on. Maybe their kiss woke up feelings that had been dormant this whole time. She hated the thought of that. They came here to help Ominis and free him from his family, not cause a rift between them. 

That evening, after dinner, MC was able to get the two of them alone in Ominis’s bedroom. It was the first time she had gotten them alone, as they had avoided each other all day. 

“Look, I don’t care that you two are upset with each other, we need to figure out what our next steps are. The faster we do this, the faster we can stop this fake relationship thing, the faster we can go home!” MC was becoming upset herself, but neither boy would talk to her. MC began to cry in frustration. “Please talk to me! We need to figure this out! After sitting in silence for some time, MC stormed out of the room to go run a bath. 

She admittedly spent a long time in the bath, just sitting in the water, deep in thought. Well over an hour had gone by when she exited the bathroom. The bathroom was on a lower floor than Omnis’s room, so the lower floor was quiet when she emerged. However, as she climbed the stairs to make her way back to Ominis’s room, she heard shouting in the room. She once again could not hear what was being said, but she assumed the boys had been fighting again, that is until she got closer and heard another voice, Marvolo’s.

The sight she walked into was chaos. The first thing she noticed was Ominis, unconscious on his bed, his wand, a note, and a potion vial at the foot of the bed. Her brain couldn’t register what neither Sebastian nor Marvolo were shouting at her until Sebastian was face to face with her, grabbing her shoulders. “MC! Darling! You shouldn’t be here. You need to go, please!” 

“What’s going on!?” She screamed at Sebastian, panic setting in. 

“MC…Ominis, he…he’s gone. He poisoned himself. He left a note…he said he loved you and the thought of you being with me and not loving him back made him do it…I…I’m sorry!” He pulled MC into an embrace. MC took a second to register what Sebastian had said, tears about to explode out of her until her eyes caught the vial on the bed once again. She took a second to study it, her brain recognizing it right away - Garreth’s sleeping draught potion.

Phase 2 of their plan had officially started. They now had less than 24 hours. In less than 24 hours her and Ominis would be free of the Gaunts for good. 

---end of part 3---

[cherryfrostii]

💍•La Buena Vida•💍

Miguel O’Hara + Spiderperson!GN!Reader

Synopsis: What is a relationship with the leader of the spider society really like? Of course it couldn’t be the one you fantasized about, not really.

Warnings: Neglectful relationship, mentions of sex but nothing explicit, arguments and communication issues. Basically Miguel goes from being a good partner to blocking you out almost entierly. Self esteem issues, talks of marriage, if there’s anything else to tag please let me know!

A/N: inspired by this tiktok here! https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT88ehofa/ Please go watch it it’s really good!

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✨I woke up happy by accident,

I forgot you were gone again~✨

The warmth that used to grace your sheets was long gone every morning you woke. Fingers reaching for the steady body of your partner as his side lay barren in the early morning sun that filtered through the sheer curtains of your shared space. This was a familiar sensation for you now that the honeymoon phase of your relationship with the leader of the spider society Miguel O’Hara had faded.

“Good morning mi amor..” you sighed, running your fingers along the sheets that remained untouched on his side.

When you were first recruited, Miguel immediately caught your attention. Every other spider would tell you stories about him, how closed off he was, the loss of his family, the destruction of a whole dimension because he wanted to live in a domestic bliss that hardly ever worked out for anyone under the mask. Even so, you would make it a point to let him know that you were there, even if he didn’t like to ask for help.

••

✨And I can go off the memories,

Starting to feel like a memory~✨

When the two of you had finally decided to let go of the constant doubt that plagued your minds, you fell into an almost blissful romance that seemed to be from a movie. His demeanor was lighter, carried a sense of peace that he hadn’t felt in so long. The problem was, was that it scared the hell out of him.

Stolen moments in HQ of whispering sweet nothings to each other turned into fleeting glances, grumbles of work needing to be done and overall a lull in the previous love that had been blossoming in your relationship. You couldn’t blame him though, it was hard running a society with the fate of the whole multiverse resting on his shoulders, what else was he supposed to do?

Some of the others noticed how closed off he started to become again, voicing their concerns to you as you would brush it off each time with the excuses of,

“He’s got a lot on his plate, it’s hard being a leader for something like this.” Or “He’s much more attentive at home, not one to really show his feelings in front of others and that’s okay!”

But lately these excuses have been becoming more and more frequent with how Miguel would push you away or brush off your attempts to help while at work. The little ball of doubt and worry in your stomach growing each time he would turn away from you.

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✨And I thought we’d be traveling the world,

Together making love, in the afternoon~✨

You would constantly suggest that the two of you go out on missions like you used to, hoping that the pull of exploring the multiverse would help to fix the cracks in your relationship that you tried in vain to keep hidden. Walking into his office, you were met with the familiar image of Miguel’s back towards you, his hands working diligently at the screens around him as he would grumble under his breath, stressed out of his mind.

“Maybe you should let someone else take this over for a bit? I got to see a really nice dimension that I think you’d like, it’s not loud at all, the people are really sweet an-“ before you could make your case, you watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose with an annoyed scoff,

“Please, I’m trying to focus here. Go finish those mission logs from the Sandman anomaly and stop wasting my time. We have work to do here.” This made your heart ache but also sparked a flicker of irritation in your chest. Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself and left him to his devices, chalking it up to a bad day for him.

✨You should be here, should be with me tonight

‘Stead you’re working, you’re working all the time

Why am I home alone with your glass of wine

Oh no, oh no, this is not the life~✨

Miguel came home to see the table set up with a now covered plate of food, two wine glasses, one empty one full, and a burnt out candle in the middle, obviously set up so that the two of you could have had a nice dinner to reign in the night. He cursed himself internally for forgetting that he had promised to be home in time for it, but now as the clock showed 2am, he rubbed his face to alleviate some of the tension in his body.

He made his way towards the bedroom, the creak of the floorboards not enough to wake you as he opened the door. You were curled up on your side of the bed, tears stained your cheeks and the fabric of the pillow you held against your chest. The sight made his own heart clench and he walked over, brushing the hair away from your face with a gentle hand as he took in the pained look in the creases of your face.

Miguel never wanted to hurt you, to make you feel like a burden, but he didn’t know how to handle this right now. The juggle of being a leader, making sure the multiverse stayed in tact, everything was a sacrifice he had to make, It was selfish and he knew it but, he just couldn’t let you go. Instead he slipped into the bed next to you, gently pulling you close as he murmured an apology into your hair, not sure on how to actually make good on it.

✨Listen, listen, I get it, I get it

More than anybody, I get it~✨

“I can’t just hand this over to anyone! I need to focus on keeping this safe, keeping everyone in the multiverse safe! I don’t have time to deal with your damn insecurities right now!” Miguel snapped, turning to face you after you came in, wanting him to just take a break and talk with you.

“Look I get it Miguel but you’re not alone anymore! You have me, you have Jess, you have Peter, hell even a damn Lego on your side! All I’m asking is that we get a minute to talk because I don’t know if I can do this anymore!” You cried, your heart was racing and your hands were trembling before a sense of defeat washed over you and your gaze fell to the floor, “Nevermind Miguel, I get it. Just.. just try and take a break at some point? I’ll see you at home..”

You felt guilty, you knew how hard things were for him but you couldn’t help the fact that you wanted more out of whatever this was between the two of you. It wasn’t wrong to feel that way since you were he only one putting in that effort, hell even feeling envious whenever Jess and Peter would talk about their partners and families. If they had time for that then why didn’t Miguel have time for you?

✨Oh, no, oh, no, this is not the life

I imagined when you first spent the night

I don't feel like yours, you don't feel like mine~✨

Shock was the first thing you felt when he had pulled out the ring, the two of you alone at home as he stood over you on the bed you shared. He was asking you to marry him, trying to make up for the way he had neglected you thus far.

Looking at the ring, your heart sank, and not because it wasn’t gorgeous, but the fact that you never liked diamonds and he knew it. It just seemed like he was going through the motions of a typical proposal, like it was something he had to force himself to do. You accepted it without a word and he got into bed, his back turned to you as he fell into a restless sleep like countless nights before.

The ring was too loose, the shine in the moonlight dull in your eyes as you sat up in bed, trying to feel some type of joy for this but how? When you had first made love, you could see yourself being by his side your whole lives, maybe marriage, maybe kids, maybe not. That didn’t matter to you because you would be with him, but looking at the ring now, all you could feel was an empty promise etched in the band. It wasn’t right, none of this felt right anymore, and as you looked over at the steady rise and fall of his side, you knew that you just couldn’t do this anymore. You were killing yourself in this relationship and he hadn’t even noticed.

✨La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está?

La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está~?✨

The next morning Miguel turned around in the bed, expecting to feel you beside him but as his hand fell into the empty space, his eyes shot open in concern and worry. You were never up before him, the soft snores that would encompass the room were nowhere to be heard as he sat up. Something was off, he could sense it immediately.

Getting to his feet, he walked around the once shared space, realizing that some things were missing as he searched the bathroom, living room and kitchen for you. The unease that settled into his bones caused him to panic, calling out your name with every passing moment that he couldn’t see you.

His foot kicked something and looking down, it was a discarded watch, same as his own built for the spiders to go from dimension to dimension, allowing the stability in different universes. With a gentle hand he picked it up, a reflective shine catching his eye on the dining room table as he stood back up. The ring he had given you the previous night sat in the middle of the table atop a small folded piece of paper. The contents of the note as he read it made him drop to his knees, the feeling of loss and grief overwhelming him with every word he read.

Miguel never realized how bad things had gotten for you, how tired you were of pretending like things would be okay and as he knelt there in the middle of the home you shared, all he could do was wallow in the fact that he had lost another chance at happiness, a chance to see life beyond the boundaries he had created. He wanted you to be by his side the rest of your life, but as he clutched the note to his chest, he finally realized how miserable it had been, and how miserable it would continue to be even if you had stayed.

Yo te necesito, ¿dónde estás?🥀

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A/N: Anyway, I’m gonna listen to that song on repeat because I need my heart to break over and over again. If y’all have any suggestions on what you want to see next, please feel free to let me know!

I may be tempted to make a part 2 to this but im not completely sure. Anyway, hope y’all enjoyed it and I’ll see you next time with some fluff to make up for this 🤭

[abibliophobiaa]

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modern day!rich!fake husband!steve harrington x afab!reader. 

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“You sent too much money.”

It’s your father’s voice that spills down the other line. Gruff in a way that alerts you your fears aren’t for naught, as he’s likely had many a sleepless night since you last spoke. You recall days as a child, when your mother had been sick, and your father would stay awake all hours of the night, if only to clean up the house so she didn’t have to. To make sure that her worries were only meant to be on getting better and resting.

“I…have a business and it’s going well,” you explain, chewing on your bottom lip.

Across the room, Steve’s fluffing pillows and putting a champagne bottle on ice. Your guests will be here soon, likely within the next few minutes, though when your father’s name flashed across your screen you knew you needed to answer.

“Only a few clients now, but I’m hopeful I’ll pick up more,” you continue, exhaling deeply. “I want you to have it. I know Caroline mentioned needing new shoes. Please let me do this.”

There’s a long pause. “Okay, okay. I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. Clinical year at school, newly married, and now a businesswoman. How is my son-in-law?”

“He’s…”

Steve rushes into the kitchen where you’re standing, hands curling around either of your hips to shift you away from the refrigerator so he can pull out the charcuterie board you had commissioned for the evening’s gathering.

“He’s really great. He’s been busy since we got back from our honeymoon, but he’s doing really well.”

Ever since your moment days ago in the kitchen, after Steve had pushed aside picking you up and opted to send Hopper in his stead, your relationship has taken new form. True to his word, Steve started a new habit of not answering his phone after you're done with your clinicals for the evening. Afternoons now had been spent watching your shows together on nights you didn’t have prior engagements with his coworkers, merely existing in the same room together, becoming…friends.

Literal friends, in the truest sense of the word. And it’s more than you can ask for, though you can’t lie that even the slightest touches leave you a little breathless. There’s also the kisses to the back of your hand at dinner, the way he curls his palm around the top of your thigh while his coworkers regale a particularly interesting story, the lingering press of his mouth against your forehead when he’s feeling especially doting in mixed company.

Progress.

You’re making progress.

“I actually should go and help him. We have company this afternoon. His cousin and wife are visiting us for the first time since the wedding. Still getting used to hosting gatherings as a couple, you know?” There’s a chuckle on the other end, and you know him well enough to imagine the slow shake of his head. “I love you so much and I’ll talk to you soon, okay?”

The line clicks, leaving you to witness Steve elbow deep in the sink, washing your coffee mugs from earlier that morning. Your eyes slide to the perfectly operational dishwasher on his right side, though you can’t deny that the sight of your husband, bare arms shifting and moving as he works, is a lovely one. None the wiser of your ogling, you step forward to him, elbow leaning down against the counter.

“You know, the dishwasher is empty,” you point out.

“I am perfectly capable of cleaning a few dishes,” he grouses, rinsing a cup and settling it in the drying rack. “I also need to keep moving. Getting antsy now that they’re running late.”

“Hey, Steve?” You step closer, your front brushing his hip. He shakes his head as you do so, a laugh breaking free from his mouth as you grip his arms and still him in his frantic movements. “Put the sponge down. And the plate. The fork, too.”

The three items plunk down into the sink, a loud clatter in your otherwise silent home. Fingers curl around a hand towel and he reaches over to grasp his wedding ring, pushing it back into place against his knuckle. One thing you’ve found, and you particularly enjoy, is the fact Steve’s never taken off his ring. Not once. Even under the false pretenses of marriage, seeing him wearing a symbol of your union, of the vows you shared some time ago now, erupts dozens of bees into your bloodstream. Humming, buzzing, igniting your every nerve ending with electricity.

“Are you okay,” you ask, hand coming to rest against his back.

It’s the softest brush, and yet he turns his head all the same, hazel eyes meeting yours, and then trailing up the inside of your arm to where you’re touching.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he says unconvincingly, shifting to face you now. That arm drops as he does so, but is replaced by his two large hands cupping your biceps softly. His thumbs brush idle patterns against your warm skin. Back and forth, like a metronome meant to ease. “Just want to get through this afternoon and then I’ll be much happier.”

Your mouth opens to speak, to ask him why the stress over this afternoon, when his phone rings and the doorman lets him know Theobald and Cami have finally arrived.

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[captain-aralias]

WIP Wednesday - Deleted/rewritten scenes from 'Unintended'

Unintended is my Carry On Reverse Bang fic, based on art by @asticou! It's about a fake engagement between friends.

it's finished as of the weekend! which means i'm between fics right now, so going to do my usual thing of sharing bits of fic from when my previous fic was a WIP.

the following contains major spoilers for 'Unintended', so don't read this if you haven't read the fic - go and read the fic instead!

thanks for tagging me today @facewithoutheart @ionlydrinkhotwater @hushed-chorus @forabeatofadrum @bookish-bogwitch @cutestkilla @artsyunderstudy @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @fatalfangirl @krisrix

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Deleted/rewritten scenes

these are the bits that i kept because i re-wrote them a lot.

bits i've shared before:

baz fake proposal from chapter 1 *

sexy kissing from chapter 2

chapter 3 groping but in simon's POV

shepard in chapter 5

*i didn't say this at the time, but another reason i removed this scene was that i knew baz would do the real proposal and i thought i would have simon say 'see, i told you, you would propose', but he never did, because by then i'd written about 10k of crying and the tone seemed wrong.

from chapter 1

“All right.” I manage to keep my voice even. “Then what? We stage a break-up?”

“I figured you’d dump me.”

Well, that’s implausible. “Why? Did you cheat on me?”

“No,” Simon says. “You just realised you could do better.” He points into the case. “How about that one?”

“I hate it,” I say, without looking. I don’t need to. However nice the ring is, I’m not wearing something that I’ll forever associate with this moment. “Why don’t you dump me? Then you’d be the villain.”

“Nobody would believe that,” Simon says, brow wrinkled again. “And you wouldn’t be a villain, it just makes sense.” He points again. “How about …?”

“How about we try another shop?”

We try another three shops. 

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Will we get to plan our wedding? The wedding Snow and I might have had, if almost everything about our lives was different. I don’t have anything embarrassing like a ring-binder of ideas, not yet, anyway – but it’s not as if I haven’t thought about it. It’s not as if I haven’t thought about how much I’d enjoy this.

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from chapter 4

“No. Trust me,” he says into the phone. “You don’t want to upset my fiancé. He’s the sort of man who enjoys setting things on fire for fun.”

Simon’s turned away so he can finish his conversation. 

“I do not.” 

Not only for fun, anyway. 

“Yeah,” Simon says, ignoring me. “Yeah. No, tomorrow’s fine, thanks.” He hangs up, turning to me. Smiling. “Hey.” 

I lean in and kiss his cheek. (It’s not busy outside the Watford gates, but there are enough school children milling around that I think I can justify it.) 

“Hello, love. Been waiting long?”

“Nah,” Simon says, taking my hand. “Just got here.” 

We cross the drawbridge together. 

We’re here to seek the Crucible’s blessing – it’s a tradition for mage-mage marriages, another binding before the ultimate one. In this case, Simon and I are alreadyjoined, of course, and we have no idea whether we can be bound again. Or whether any magic the Crucible has will work on Simon now that spells bounce of him.

The binding can be reversed – plenty of mages are still left at the altar – but it’s a significant step. After today, our names will be entered in the next edition of the Magickal Record, our intentions publicised. 

I can’t help but think Simon 

i think i felt this scene was dragging. time to switch to simon, that feels like walking/like moving the scene on.

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He dumped me again shortly after that – this time for being too clingy. I think that meant that I texted him more than twice a day. And tried to talk to him about what he wanted to do with his life. Definitely a step too far.

Now, of course, we all know what Gerard wants.

He wants to marry a nice girl, who doesn’t ask too many questions. I can’t blame him for that. There were times I thought that would be my future, too.

Fortunately, I think I have something a little better.

“What did you even see in this guy?” Simon whispers to me as Gerard and Maddy approach the Crucible together.

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“Crowley, that makes even less sense,” Baz says, making a face. “You wouldn’t be my best friend if I was bothered by any of that.”

“But that’s not going to help us work out what to do about this engagement, is it?” I huff. “And it’s different, being friends and being married.”

“Is it?” Baz says, and it’s strange, but it sounds like he’s really asking. What would be different? Even though we both know that everything would be.

i had real problems with this scene, as you're about to see. we're trying to a) keep the mood UPbeat, simon and b) not give the game away that baz actually wants to marry him.

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“Right, well. It’s obviously my fault.” I faff around with my fork, breaking the cake in front of me into smaller and smaller bits. I don’t want to look at him. “You couldn’t handle it anymore. My temper. How fucked up I am. The fact that I can’t even do magic. That I can’t talk to you about books or music—”

“Simon.” Baz leans forward across the table, between the cakes. He takes my hands, “stop.”

I stop.

“You do know that none of that is a problem for me,” Baz says, insistently. “It’s not as if I’m not fucked up. It’s not as if I don’t have a temper.”

“Yeah,” I say. “I know.” I do. I know we work as friends – it’s the rest that’s the problem. “That’s not going to help us work out what to do about this engagement, is it?”

“Well,” Baz frowns, “you could always say you don’t want to talk about it. When people ask – why you broke up with me.”

“I already told you––”

“Or you can keep not breaking up with me,” Baz says, interrupting me. “And I won’t break up with you.”

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Not only about the cake. (Although he didn’t choose the chocolate, which is clearly the best.) But – if we don’t break up then we’ll have to get actually married.

Baz must know that. Which means …

Which means … Merlin.

Has Baz just asked me to marry him?

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If we don’t break up, Baz and I will be getting married.

Married.

Does he want that?

Do I?

I haven’t thought about it before, I’ve never let myself think about it. Because this wasn’t real, because it all had to end and although I loved Baz, I knew we weren’t supposed to be together.

But now I’m sitting amongst the half-eaten remains of a dozen mini wedding cakes and Baz is in the other room talking to my gran and Penny’s dad about magickal binding spells. And I know I do.

I do. I want to marry him.

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If we don’t break up, Baz and I will be getting married. Which sounds good – perfect, actually – except that that’s not the only question and I don’t know the answer to any of the others.

Is that what Baz wants?

Is that really what’s suggesting?

And can I let myself have him if it is?

end chapter. i really hated this ending, and then i remembered that rainbow always ends on a downbeat/stressed syllable. and that got me to the chocolate cake ending, which i really like.

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from chapter 5

She hangs up.

I spell the music louder.

SIMON

Somehow, I make it through the next day. And the next. 

Penny helps. Shepard’s still in Scotland – still unreachable by Normal methods and magickal ones. She sent him a bird, but it came back a day later with the note still in its beak. Penny says that means Shep’s underwater. She’s trying not to worry, but I can tell she’d like to talk to him about this. It makes me feel a bit better, knowing I can do something for her, too. She makes sure I remember to have a shower every day; I make sure she’s eating.

I make it through my exam on Friday, too. I’m not on my top form – obviously – but enough of what I’ve learned this year must have stuck somehow as I’m able to answer most of the questions.  

There’s a text from Baz waiting for me when I get my phone back: 

“Hope you didn’t fail. x”

It makes me smile, even though it’s kind of rude and I probably shouldn’t. 

Penny says Baz isn’t replying to any of her texts or her emails, and she thinks he might have eaten the bird she sent. He’s still talking to me, though. Not out loud, admittedly. He hasn’t answered my calls – he says he’s always asleep when they come through, no matter what the time is – but he responds to my texts. It makes me think he doesn’t hate me. 

“Why would he hate you?” Penelope asked me yesterday. “Isn’t this what you agreed would happen?”

It is what we agreed, but she didn’t see Baz’s face. He was so disappointed. 

But at least he doesn’t hate me. He remembered my exam. He sent a kiss.

I text back: “did ok i think. no thx to you. x”

Baz must be watching his phone. He writes back almost immediately: 

“You never needed me. x”

He doesn’t know how wrong he is. The only thing keeping me going is the thought that I get to see him again soon. 

“still on for brunch? x” 

Baz takes a while to reply to this one, even though all he needed to do was thumbs up. I see the three dots fade in and out on the screen a few times before his message finally arrives. 

“I don’t think that’s a good idea right now, do you? We’re supposed to have just broken up. We shouldn’t be seen together in public.” 

OK, I guess that makes sense, even though I can’t imagine anyone’s that interested. Except my grandma and Jamie, for obvious reasons, and some reporter who keeps calling, trying to get me to say something rude about Baz for the Record.  

“we could go to the cinema instead,” I suggest because it’s dark. No one would see us. 

“There’s nothing on,” Baz replies. 

“come round, then? Penny won’t ask any questions. x”  

“Thank you, but I’m busy this weekend.” 

He’s lying. He didn’t even think of an excuse. 

I call him. He doesn’t pick up. He texts me instead. 

“Maybe next week? x”

Next week’s my birthday. Has he forgotten? Has he remembered? What if he remembers and changes his mind? We 

this was clearly a big deleted bit, but i thought simon was....... coming across too happy!!! YES. the opposite of what i'd been fighting the whole time. GET WITH THE PROGRAMME, SIMON. and i didn't need most of this - i needed to get to the lady ruth scene, so i just cut straight there and referred back to this.

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“Not because we’re friends,” I tell him. “Not because you have to. Because I love you.”

Simon’s eyes are wide and blue. “Love—?”

“Not as a friend,” I clarify. “Not just as a friend.

SIMON

No, he––

That’s not––

And anyway, even if it’s true––

It can’t be, but––

Even if he kissed me––

I shouldn’t. I can’t.

I can’t say yes.

BAZ

Simon looks like he’s going to cry.

Not in a good way, but I think that’s fine. I feel a bit like crying too – pretty much always.

“Baz,” his voice cracks, “you deserve better.” 

this scene was going so great until i hit 'not just as a friend' - which i thought was PERFECT, and perfect as the end of baz's section - but i really didn't want simon to have to react while he was saying the next line i had in my head, which was 'Baz, you deserve better'. so i tried to write around it. for more than a week. (when i dont know what i'm doing, i always write very slowly.) this one is the first in my doc, but i can't tell if it was chronologically first. it's the closest to what i eventually went with.

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“You’re it for me, Simon. There’s no one better.”

“There’s you,” I say quietly.

I immediately regret it – I sound like an ass – but Baz was looking so sad before and at least now he isn’t. He looks like he’s got the answer to something.

“Do you love me?”

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“You know you deserve better.”

It’s the right thing to do. Tell him. It’s what I’ve been thinking, all this week. How selfish it was to think I could hold onto him. When I knew I shouldn’t. When I knew––

Baz is shaking his head. “I don’t know that.”

That he deserves everything?

“You should.”

“I don’t want anyone better.” Baz is still pushing, still holding on. “There isn’t anyone better. I’ve only had other relationships because I thought I couldn’t have you.”

No. That’s not––

“Ask Gerard,” Baz entreats. His voice is pained too; his face is so close. “Ask Tristan. You’re it for me, Simon. There’s no one better.”

He looks so sad. It’s breaking my heart, but I can’t let him do this.

“Baz,”

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“Baz …”

This is what I wanted. It’s what I want. But I can’t––

We can’t––

I shouldn’t have kissed him just now.

My voice cracks as I speak: my throat’s tight and hot. I swallow.

“You know you deserve better.”

BAZ

I don’t know that.

I don’t know if I deserve Simon, but it’s not important. I love him. I want to be better for him

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i have no idea what this came after, sorry

Is this too much?

Or not enough? I can’t tell. I’ve never confessed my feelings to the love of my life before.

It’s awful – and it isn’t, because Simon hasn’t said he doesn’t feel the same. He’s said the opposite. I think that’s good, even though he also looks like he’s about to cry – not in a good way. Honestly, I feel like crying too, but I also feel desperate and like we’re getting somewhere and, anyway, it’s far too late to turn back now. So, in for a penny …

“Marry me,” I beg him. “Please. Love.”

“I can’t.” He sounds wretched.

“Because you don’t love me?”

“Because I’m me,” he says. His wings

you'll see i kept 'about to cry - not in a good way'. i liked that. anyway - that's the end of that. fortunately after all the pain, the scene turned out well! but basically i wasn't ready to cut away to simon, but i had to cut away to simon - not just because the line was good, but becuase he deserves to react. ugh. but he had nothing to say. hard times. ok - something else. i wanted to put the reveal that baz didn't care about the goat into the wedding, but i ran out of time so i tried to insert it into stuff i'd already written.

💍

Everyone forgets about me and Baz for a bit after that. That’s fine, though. The garden’s big enough that we can wander off without anyone noticing. I kiss Baz behind one of the greenhouses. He lets me push my fingers between the buttons of his shirt and bite at his neck. I keep us covered with my wings.

“I love you,” I tell him.

“I love you too,” Baz says, catching my face in his hands. “Also, there’s a goat watching us, so you might want to stop.”

“What?” I laugh and turn around. Sure enough, a winged goat is standing a few feet away from us. It’s not watching, though. It’s eating one of Lady Ruth’s plants.

I hurriedly let go of Baz and try and shoo the goat away. “Get off!”

Baz isn’t at all helpful, even though he has magic. He just watches. Fortunately, I know a few tricks from Ebb.

“Very impressive,” Baz says, as the goat wanders huffily back towards the house.

“Shut up, I got that goat for you.”

“You do know when I said I wanted to be married at Watford, I meant I wanted to marry you?”

“Fuck.” I had to get up early to drive Agatha and the goat here. “I mean, good. But––”

Baz leans “I love you

i hated this though, as it slowed down the action. so i instead broke up the swithin (originally petra, but she's too old by now!) and cake conversation to put the goat there. that worked better.

there might be a few other bits and pieces but that's the main stuff!! thanks for reading.

(i couldnt make the ring emojis smaller. so.... apologies for that)

[dms-saggicorn]

so what are the things that makes you go…. AWOOGA? 🤪

Oooooooooh my~ Anony~

Let's see by character standards:

cause for Awooganess I'd say are tall dark and handsome guy characters who're genuinely nice/gentlemen like. They make me weak~ if they're physically fit too Ohmigawd yes.

Pervy/Flirty dudes are a triiiiip. They make me laugh and can be so smoooooooth like "hold on, I didn't think I was gonna be charmed today??? But thank you~ Please keep going lol"

Yo goofy dudes? come get ya girl, I stay stressed out and gloomy too at times I need to let loose and chill out and they're just the fellas to do it :)

Soft dudes going dark or just soft boys with an edge O/////O !!!!! Yesyesyes please. It makes the "bad boys are pretty neat" part of my brain quite happy lol all the bad but still a sweetie? packing my bags, lesssss gooooo

The hopeless romantic/baby/childhood best friend. He trying his best, he loves you a bunch, knew you and wanna protect you ever since you were both little or the other way around ;u;🌟💍🌟💍Ugh! Let's get married now!!!!! >:O

Emo/Goth look *swoon for 1000 years* Gah you're so cool, mysterious, and confident bud!!!! Because you got the nerve to wear and werq that outfit so damn well!!! (sometimes make up too!!! 👀👀👀) The audacity! I would very much like to hangout with you pretty plz👉👈 (smooch ya too...hold hands definitely...Fu-)

An attractive voice can make a gal "squee" or "eep" quite easily~ It's practically crucial for ya girl really. Bonus points if it's in a smexy accent U///U Oh Oh Oh and if they can sing too??? ? GYAT damn

and lastly

Pretty pretty pretty goddess gals make my art brain flip!!! Like "Damn girl you're gorgeous!!! Can I draw you!?!?"

Guy examples:

Malleus Draconia

Idia Shroud

Hawks

Clark kent/Superman

L

Hercules

Johnny Bravo

Space Dandy

Mista

Okuyasu Nijimura

Koga

Emo Peter

Robin (degrees of lewdity)

Leon

Ren

Kiff

Fry

Striker

Moxie

Goddess gals:

Bayonetta

Sailor Pluto

Jessica Rabbit

Lola Bunny

Obsidian (Steven universe

[simpfortetsu]

written in the stars

synopsis :: he just wants to show you the stars and give you the world

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader

warnings: none!

genre: fluff

wc: .5k

note: thank you @yourlocalghostiee for helping me get out of my writers block and being big brained. this ones for you even tho the ending is cheesy💍🧎🏽‍♀️also i really don’t know much about constellations or stars so pls take the facts w a grain of salt. i researched a little bit like yeah

sleep. it was the one thing that you’d been needing today. that and to not be woken up in the middle of the night. but alas, your dear annoying boyfriend, kuroo had other plans when he knocked on your window at two in the morning.

at first you had thought that it was just a figment of your imagination. maybe a part of your dream? but then the knocking got more insistent and you groaned. sleep was definitely not what you were going to be getting tonight.

when you marched over to the window, your blanket wrapped firmly around your shoulders, you couldn’t help but feel yourself soften a little. there stood kuroo, messy hair and all. he was clad in a sweatshirt and sweatpants, or what he called “the perfect cuddling attire”. only to keep you the warmest when you guys were together. “what is it tetsu?” you questioned, still rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“i wanted to show you the constellations. i’ve been getting more into them right? and i just thought it would be nice.” he could tell by the look on your face that you were not as amused as he was, but you reluctantly closed the window and made your way out the front door to him.

he met you half way, ready with another blanket set out on your lawn and a couple pillows. “i hate you, you know that?” you mumbled when you two settled down, you between his legs, leaning against his chest. his arms wrapped around you instinctively, and he began to point out the ones that you already knew. ursa major and minor; aka the big and little dipper.

but then he starts to point out the brightest shining stars; the alpha centauri. he tells you that they’re part of a binary star system and that they’re only a fraction of the brightness the sun is.

he tells you about the other constellations: cassiopeia the queen, andromeda the chained maiden, delphinus the dolphin and so many more. his enthusiasm at the earliest times of the morning confuses you to say the least, but it only makes you fall in love with him even more. “tetsu,” you interrupt as he’s telling you about draco and the story behind the naming of the constellation.

he pauses, his hand still pointing to it so that you can see. but when he looks down at you he can see the tiredness written all over your face. he smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “okay, just one more i promise. and then we’ll head to bed.”

it’s been two hours and you can feel yourself drifting in and out of sleep as you lean back against the man you love. but you do your best to stay awake as he continues on.

“that one,” he says and you can hear the grin in his voice as he tilts your face to follow his arm. “that one isn’t a constellation, but it’s the brightest star. it’s name is sirius, but it’s also called the dog star. that’s because it’s part of the alpha canis constellation.” when he finishes, he looks down at you and you’re already asleep. he sighs a smile on his face.

because even though he kept you up to talk about the stars, he knows you’ll always be the one that shines the brightest.

[mlwritersguild]

got the ladybug antennae (with the black cat claws) 

by @noirshitsuji​

Emojis:  🍀 🌠 ⏸️ 🎭 💍

Summary: I fell down to Earth from a hundred miles away and somehow–

–they make it work.

Or: chaotic post-reveal Adrien and Marinette navigating life together

***

“Mister Owl,” Marinette pipes up, voice the very picture of innocence. She can feel Adrien shaking at her side. “What are you doing?”

Director Damocles looks up from where he’s squatting in the Jardins de Luxembourg, flashing them a reassuring smile. “Hello, students. I’m trying to find a four-leaf clover to bless a charitable market the Heroes’ Committee is running this week. Ladybug said they offer protection from Hawkmoth, you know, so we are hoping to avoid akumatisations.”

She nods enthusiastically, trying to keep Damocles’ attention on herself as she shoves a quick elbow into Adrien’s ribs. He automatically stills.

“Would you like us to help you with that?” Marinette asks.

Damocles waves his hand in a gesture of magnanimity. “Oh, no need, no need, you go off, I’m sure you have many things to attend to.”

He does not look pointedly at Adrien, which may be the reason the latter says, voice on the edge of mischievous: “Are you sure? Marinette is quite lucky herself, you might be able to find it quicker together.”

“And what would you do?” she drawls, throwing him an amused look.

He puts a hand over his heart, stretching the other one out. “Why, man the shadow, of course!”

She rolls her eyes, then notices their director has raised an eyebrow at them, lips tugging at the corners.

“Right, you kids go ahead, I’ll be fine. The Owl has enough luck of his own, and it is not warm enough for the sun to bother me yet!”

He makes his signature pose and Marinette throws another look at Adrien – who is the picture of poise in that moment. Good kitty.

“Alright, Mister Owl, see you soon,” he says, and Marinette choruses him as they turn around to leave.

“Before you say anything,” Adrien adds to her, voice low, “you can’t deny that the whole thing isn’t a little bit funny. The plan with giving people hope through fur-leaf clovers going great is excellent news, but people have taken it very much to heart. ”

His eyes lift and she traces his gaze to one of the many large four-leaf clover balloons that the municipality had issued to patrol the streets of Paris on the regular. It almost has her miss how he said chatre instead of quatre.

Alright, I’ll humour you, she thinks, letting a chuckle out. “Fine, okay, you’re right, it is a little bit funny. Still, the sentiment is endearing, and you’d do well with some luck yourself.”

She doesn’t add the minou at the end there, but she does reach a hand to bop him on the nose.

He gives her an offended stare. “Excuse you, but I believe I have all the luck I need right beside me. And in my pocket,” he adds, flashing her his lucky charm bracelet.

Marinette rolls her eyes, pointedly brushing off some hair from her face with the hand on which hers is tied. “When did you become so overdramatic, Adrien?”

“When did you become so cold, Marinette? ”

They both stop and then stare at each other. And stare. And stare.

They crack at the same time.

***

Read the whole thing on AO3.

[self-shipper-snowdrop]

🐶🎤💤💍 w/ cater & trey!! ~Clover♡︎

@multishipmazzard I’m being attacked with my not boyfriends how dare-

🐶: If you and your f/o were to get a pet, what would it be?

Okay I know it’s weird, but I can’t lie, it’d probably be bunny. One with big floppy ears. Cater thinks they’re adorable and would want to take pictures of “his bunny with a bunny”. Yeah, sappy >\\\> also because they cute and I’d have something to care for. If I wasn’t permitted to get a cat anyway

I KNOW IT’S MY ANSWER TO EVERYTHING BUT;;;; I’m not even sorry, Trey and I would get a cat. They’re chill, I love them, and they’d just be easier for us to take care of. Especially because I already know a bit about how to care for cats (my shelter time taught me a good amount) so we could have a cute, fluffy fur baby. Also, how can you deny the Aesthetic©of being cat parents in a cute cottage on the countryside by the sea baking sweets for your kids? NOT THAT YOU KNOW THAT’S MY DREAM OR ANYTHING NUH UH WON’T HAPPEN, IN YOUR DREAMS TREY NOT MINE

🎤: Describe your f/o’s voice

I SUCK AT THESE BUT;;;; I WILL TRYYYYYY

Cater’s voice is very upbeat and cheerful. On the high pitched side, but light, the type of voice that brings a smile to your face and puts a littke spring in your step. It’s the expressive kind that’s warm and just seems to energize you when you hear it, like waking up to sun pouring through your window or drinking freshly brewed orange pekoe tea in the morning. That’s probably specfic and strange but, to me, that’s what Cater’s voice is like. Welcoming and revitalizing.

Trey’s voice is more smooth. It’s calming, the type that puts you at ease when you hear it, makes you feel safe. It’s a medium pitch I’d say and has this particular sound to it; like it belongs to someone dependable. It just has the sound of a person you can rely on, still welcoming and warm, but in a different way. Friendly, but not too close. It’s like the feeling of gentle breeze on a spring day converted into a sound, cool but not too distant so it becomes cold. …If that makes any sense, which of probably doesn’t rip.

This is gonna make zero sense but, to me, sounds kinda have colours? So in my mind, Cater’s voice is like a warm, pale orange, like an orange (the fruit) freshly picked from the tree. Trey’s voice, on the other hand, is of course a clover or grass green. One with a blue undertone, like grass when the sun sets on a cloudy day and everything is coloured a bit more grey.

I know it’s extremely weird and makes NO damn sense, but;;;;; I can’t describe a voice without the colour I’m sorry T_T

💤: Do you sleep together? If so, describe your sleeping positions and patterns (E.g. who steals the blankets, are either of you insomniacs, etc.)

… -/////- I can’t believe you’re making admit this. OKAY FINE WE DO SHARE A ROOM OKAY;;;;;

Cater and I are a freaking mess. We stay up until like 1am, he’s looking at MagiCam sending me all kinds of stuff and I’m writing until I pass out on my iPad and Cater’s got to power everything down and plug it in for me. Even actually sleeping is a mess, because when we don’t just pass out on each other Cater clings on your me like a koala. Blanket theft? Can’t say for sure, Cater’s too busy snuggling into my shoulder and trapping me there. We don’t even try to devise the bed into somebody’s “side” anymore because it never stays like that. Also half the time we’re mummified in the blankets and can’t escape. Please help us.

Trey and I are less… well… of a disaster. I’m still an insomniac who can’t sleep until her body pretty much decides “nope sleep right now”, even despite my attempts. Trey’s reasonable though, he helps keep me on track. He’s more orderly in general than me, so there’s never blanket theft, it’s nice. We usually fall asleep on our seperate sides of the bed, but I always wake up to Trey’s arms around me. Well, unless he woke up first to make breakfast before I could beat him to it.

💍: What’s your dream wedding?

MY WEAKNESSSSSSSSSSSSS HOW DAREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

For Cater it’s a big event, everything is picture perfect. It’s outside on a sunny day, in the afternoon. The venue is decorated with roses, all our friends and family there and then some. The photographer is working hard to capture every possible moment. It’s seriously a whole event, and the reception is probably the greatest party ever. Also, he’s not a fan of sweets, so there’s plenty of different food at the reception. There’s also a special, fancy dish for Cater instead of Cake- and it’s spicy, just how he likes it.

A wedding with Trey would definitely be a more private, subdued affair. Only friends and family allowed in, people we know well so it’s a small and intimate ceremony. It’d either be somewhere natural but indoors like a greenhouse (think the botanical gardens) or on a cruise ship, so it could be a whole little trip for us. Riddle’s the best man, of course. Trey’s family helps cater the event, making the cake, etc. There’s still plenty of pictures and video taken of course but’s a far calmer and more subdued ceremony.

[flyeredupnhl]

Gym Flow| Nolan Patrick

requested by @summersimpkins-blog

abbreviations : y/n -your name

y/l/n/n/n - your last name nick name if you have one . like “patrick” is “patty”.

warnings : none

summary: you work out with your boyfriend nolan and he ends up posting a video of you on snapchat.

You loved challenges , but not as much as Nolan. He was one of the most hardworking people you knew . Currently, you guys were doing a challenge where you would follow the other person around for the whole day to see how their life was different from your own.

Yesterday was nolan’s turn to follow you around . You were expecting some payback today because yesterday you made him get a pedi at the nail salon. Today was your turn to follow around your boyfriend . You were looking forward to spending the day experiencing his life with him.

To start off the day, Nolan picked you up from your apartment and took you to his morning gym session. The rule was whatever he did you had to do even if it was a slowed down variation of it. Nol started off your workout by riding the stationary bike for five minutes. He was going way too fast for you and found it hilarious you couldn’t keep up with him. “come on baby !faster ,faster ,faster “ he called to you. you shook your head at how sexual he made that sound .

A few exercises later, you followed nolan to the pull up bar. he turned to you “watch me first then you’ll try ok babe?” you nodded “ isn’t that what i’ve been doing for the past hour?” you retorted. he had his hands gripping the bar already ,but turned his head over his shoulders to look at you . he had a grin on his face , excited to show off to you one more time.

He effortlessly pulled himself up so that his chin was above the bar. you had no idea what was needed for this exercise, which is why you thought you’d excel at it. he released himself from the bar and stood next to it ,” show me what you got tiger “ you smirked at him feeling pretty confident about this.

you placed your hands on the bar ,getting ready to pull yourself up but nol stopped you. “cross your feet so your weight is distributed evenly. oh and it’s easier if you squeeze your abs “ again you turned to him with a “are you done “ expression. “okay go ahead princess” he rambled with an eye roll. Nolan could be sassy ,which was shocking when you first started dating because of how shy he was.

you managed to pull yourself up but couldn’t get your chin above the bar. You could hear your boyfriend chuckle , he put his hands on either side of your waist and pulled you down . still holding onto you waist , “that was cute , but that’s not what we want baby” he jokingly scolded you . laughing , “what do we want then baby “ you mocked , letting your eyes roll.

He explained to you what you did wrong and what you needed to do to be able to pull your chin over. you tried again this time getting your chin above the bar . you dropped down from the bar ,proud of yourself because now you could finally go eat.

“where you going missy ? you have to do ten of those “ he informed you .

“NOLANNNN you definitely did not do ten . “ you argued.

“that’s right, because I did 30 . keep up babe would you?” he said with a proud smile on his lips.

you placed yourself back on the bar again and nolan began counting .

“1, 2, 3, 4...”

you didn’t hear his voice anymore ,but kept counting in your head . you seen his body disappear out of the corner of your eye . so you released yourself for the last time and turned around to find him standing behind you grinning at his phone.

“ ah ah ah there’s no phones in the gym, honey. ” you walked up to him . he was on snapchat reviewing a video he had just took of you . It was a video of you doing chin-ups as he walked around you to get a 180 view.

the caption read “ my girl putting in that work and still looking like a snack 💍” you loved when he called you his girl and even more when he let people know you were his girl.

he locked his phone, sliding it back into his pocket

“ I think you should come to the gym with me more often y/n..” he continued “I could never get past 15 chin-ups but people were eyeing you up I had to let them know “ he eyed you.

“I got a feeling you were showing off but let them look because i’ll be with you whether it’s one chin up or 150 chin ups because I love you Patty .” you assured him.

“I love you more y/l/n/n/n”

he put his hand on your lower back as he guided you out of the gym . Nol kissed you before shutting your door and driving to your favorite drive thru.

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