#i couldnt figure out who would ask politely

[toffeebrew]

Candy-A Lesson In Atlurism

(transcript available in alt text)

(geno & error by @/loverofpiggies and dream by @/jokublog)

the good ending...

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: coworker!jk, sub!jk, afab reader, confession, reader is mean to jk, plot moves super fast to get to the smut lol, smut, handjob, oral (f receiving) penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 2570

a/n: this is loosely based off an audio i heard once but i cant remember where</3 also not 100% proofread

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"yeah, you should probably ask jungkook for help with that, he's actually really good with those forms. he has the whole process memorized," jungkook heard namjoon say from his desk, though he was unable to spot who he was talking to.

he decided to not question it, continuing his work while mentally preparing himself to help any coworker who might stop by to see him.

however, his work was promptly interrupted when he heard a chair pull back and steps head in the direction of his cubicle, looking up to find you and namjoon standing over him, a smile on joon's face and an annoyed frown on yours.

jungkook knew that frown was reserved specifically for him, as he knew you were quite nice to literally everyone else in the office. he seemed to be the one exception, somehow undeserving of your politeness no matter what he did.

"hey, kook. would you mind helping y/n here with these forms? it should only take you about twenty minutes. i know it's staying a bit later than you usually do, but i have a date and i really have to go if i wanna beat tra-"

"it's fine, joon, don't worry," jungkook interrupted. as much as he didn't want to stay late with you, noticing that everyone else had already left, he also could not find it in himself to say no to joon – or to you, for that matter.

as embarrassing as it was to admit, jungkook had a huge crush on you. sure, you were always mean and short in words with him, but he couldnt help himself. he had come to realize that your personality was sweet and bubbly, despite never showing that side of yourself to him. even if you hated him for some reason, he liked to spend time with you whenever possible, hoping that maybe you'd change your mind about your negative feelings for him.

"okay, great. thank you so much, jungkook," he then turned to you, "i'm leaving you in great hands, i promise," he declared before bidding his goodbyes to the two of you, taking his leave and leaving the two of you alone in the empty office.

turning his chair to look at you, jungkook offered you an awkward smile as he got up, grabbing a few papers from a drawer nearby in order to help you figure out the form you needed assistance with.

you seemed annoyed despite his helpful disposition, but jungkook chose to ignore it, simply walking over to an empty table nearby and gesturing for you to follow him there. he chose not to take a seat, knowing this would probably be quick and also feeling slightly awkward at sharing a table with you for some reason. he'd rather keep his eyes down and on the paperwork.

"okay, uh, what is it that you're confused about?", he finally asked.

"nothing, jungkook. i didn't realize namjoon would drag you into this if i asked him for help. you don't have to act like you want to help me, you can just go home," you said in a deadpan tone.

"'act like i want to help you'? what do you mean?" he cocked his head to the side, "i really don't mind helping you."

"please, jungkook, you look like you'd rather be anywhere but here," you shot at him, completely disregarding the paperwork he'd pulled out.

"that's not true! i'd love to help you. you could've asked me and i would've helped you out with no issue," he argued back, suddenly feeling quite passionate about the subject.

"i don't believe you."

it was hard for jungkook to not grow frustrated at how short and unreasonable you were in your words. how was he even supposed to help you when you clearly despised his presence? all he wanted to do was build some sort of bridge with you. why were you so pleasant with namjoon but willing to pick a fight with him just after mere minutes together?

"what do you want me to say? i want to help you. id help you with anything you ask, but you're always either ignoring me or avoiding me while you're nice to everyone else. i don't understand what i did wrong. did- did i do something to you? do you just not like me?", jungkook finally let out, growing more emotional by the word.

"i don't like it! i don't like how you act with others. you're- you're too nice!", you almost shouted back, inexplicably frustrated.

"i- what? i'm too nice? what does that even mean? i-"

"i don't like that you're nice to everyone else! i hate it! i've seen the way you flirt with the receptionists and hang around the coffee cart with lia. you're so nice to everyone else but can't even speak a word to me. it's so annoying – you're so annoying. you know what, i'm just gonna go. i'll ask joon for help tomorrow morning," you ranted, red in the face and out of breath as you turned around and marched away.

jungkook almost couldn't function after your sudden outburst, but luckily got a hold of his senses before you could walk away, surprising both you and himself when his arm went out to grab onto yours and stop you.

"wait," he breathed out, "it-it's not at all how you think. flirt? i- i don't mean to make it seem that way. i- i've never flirted with anyone at the office. i'm just trying to be nice, and- and i've never meant to make you feel like i'm only not nice to you. you just ... you intimidate me so much," he winced at his own admission, "i'm sorry, i ... you've always been so cold with me, i just assumed you hated me and tried to stay out of your way. i don't hate you. at all. it's not like that at all," he rambled, "i like you. so much. you have no idea, i- wait, wait no, i- fuck."

his eyes widened at his accidental confession, making him stop in his tracks and let go of your arm, far too embarrassed to even make eye contact with you anymore. he couldn't even gauge your reaction to his words before shutting his eyes close and scrunching up his nose in embarrassment, looking down at your feet rather than yourself.

"i- i didn't mean that. no, i did, but, i just- fuck, it wasn't-"

"jungkook, stop," you instructed, stepping towards him decidedly. but jungkook wouldnt budge. he stayed still and avoided your eyes as much as he could, making even a further embarrassment of himself.

suddenly his head was lifted up by a pair of arms that belonged to you, forcing his head to turn in your direction and being pulled towards you, his surprised yelp interrupted halfway as your lips locked with his own.

he moaned in surprise, unable to process what was going on as his lips attempted to follow your own. you led the kiss, licking into his mouth and molding his lips however you so wished. there were no complaints from jungkook, just delighted confusion. he couldn't bring himself to question you when kissing you just felt so damn good.

but his brain caught up to him soon enough, making him pull away with a gasp, "wait, i- does this mean-" but he was interrupted with another wet kiss, "d-do you like me ba-" and another, and another, and another one on top of that.

the two of you made out for a few moments before you finally pulled away from him, this time having him pathetically follow your lips as if in a trance.

"i do, jungkook. i like you. i ... i guess i was just jealous of all the attention you gave everyone else that i didnt realize it might've been my fault," you revealed sheepishly, though your hands were still tightly holding onto his hair.

"fuck, really? you like me back? i- shit," he couldnt help the embarrassingly big grin that took over his face, "can i ... can i kiss you again?", he murmured after calming himself down.

you nodded and leaned in again, immediately sticking your tongue in his mouth and pulling him towards you. after making out for a few short moments, you walked yourself back onto a table nearby, sitting yourself on it as jungkook stayed standing between your legs. wrapping your legs around him, you brought him even closer to you, the kiss getting steamier.

"kookie ..." you breathed out, kissing your way to his ear, "will you be good for me and get on your knees?", you murmured with a sensual lick to his lobe.

shuddering, he nodded, kneeling and allowing you to trap him between your lace-clad legs. his hands were not shy in feeling up your legs, adoring the lace tights adorning your gorgeous legs.

"can i rip them off? need to feel your legs ... fuck, ive thought about kissing up your thighs so many times ... so pretty n soft. please?", he pleaded as his pretty eyes stared up at you.

nodding, you gave him the green light, gasping when he easily ripped them apart and brought you closet to him, pushing up your skirt so he could play with you as he pleased. his lips trailed up and down the plush skin of your thighs, suckling a few love bites onto the skin before dragging his tongue over them as an apology. he dragged his nose along the length of your thighs, seemingly catching scent of your essence as he moaned. soon enough, the pretty spot between your legs drew him in far too much, causing him to dig his face between your thighs snd breathe you in, groaning in ecstasy when your thighs wrapped around his head, trapping him.

"oh, god, please keep doing that," he groaned into you, "wrap your thighs around me ... wanna make you feel so good while you grind on my face ...", those were his last words before pushing your panties to the side and licking into your cunt.

he moaned and cried like a depraved man against you, begging you to grind against him and suffocate him between your legs. his hands pulled you closer by your hips, encouraging the canting of your hips against his face. his nose dug into your clit, nuzzling it while his tongue worked itself into your pussy.

jungkook had you on cloud nine with his pathetic desperation, letting out never-ending pleas into your cunt and somehow still begging for more.

"taste so fucking good, oh fuck- it's so good. prettiest fucking pussy," he cried when your hands dug particularly hard into his hair, pushing him in and allowing him no escape.

"kookie, oh, kookie! i'm almost there, please don't stop, i- i'm right there, baby," you cried out as he sped up his movements, absolutely desperate for your orgasm.

he proudly claimed your orgasm on his tongue, hesitant in pulling away from your cunt as he would've stayed there forever if given the option. but this thought was overthrown the moment you pulled him up by the hair and stuck your tongue in his mouth to taste yourself, once again initiating a series of sensual kisses that had him feeling dizzy.

at some point your hand came out to play with his cock, pulling it out from underneath the dress pants you had seemingly unbuttoned while he was too distracted kissing you. he groaned into your lips as you slowly jerked him, pulling away to kiss his neck and whisper all the dirty things you wanted to do with him.

the mere suggestion of getting to fuck you caught his attention, making him plea at you to stop jerking him so he could bend you over the table and have his way with you.

"are you sure, kookie? don't you want my hand? my tongue?", you tormented him as your hand sped up.

"n-no ... cunt- need your cunt so fucking bad. please, just- just turn around, baby," he begged pathetically, helping you flip over when you finally budged.

he ripped off his shirt snd threw off his shoes and pants while you bent over, wiggling your ass at him to provoke him – which you very much did. you were still wearing a shirt and your skirt, but jungkook would worry about seeing your tits some other day. for now all he cared about was slipping off your pretty skirt snd uncovering your even prettier pussy.

lowering your skirt and panties low enough to reveal your ass, jungkook groaned at the view – so pretty and bent over just for him. the thought of your gorgeous body ready for him to use almost made him short-circuit, he knew he'd burst almost immediately after entering you, but luckily an experimental drag of his fingers against your folds revealed to him that you were also at the brink.

"can't believe i get to fuck you, baby. wanted this since the moment i saw you," he breathed out before beginning to ease into you, "oh ... fuck, shit, it's so warm ... so wet and warm, oh, baby ..." all ability to form a coherent sentence left him after that. his hips quickly took over, slamming into you while you whined his name in the prettiest cries he had ever heard. his eyes rolled back in absolute pleasure, hand uncontrollably digging in place to play with your clit, only causing you to tighten up even more.

"kookie ... you're so fucking big ... fuck, fill me up so good," you swore, pushing your hips back into his own.

"i know, pretty, i know," he managed to breath out just when his orgasm began to approach, "i'm gonna cum, baby, fuck. please tell me you're there too ... need you to cum with me, please?", he pleaded as his hips lost all finesse, now humping wildly into you.

"y-yes! i'm there, fuck- just- just cum with me, kookie, i- fuck!"

your own orgasm was all he needed to finally let go, continuing to fuck into you throughout his orgasm, emptying himself inside you with high put he'd whines of your name. the empty office was filled with nasty noises of skin slapping and senseless cries coming from one another.

once finished, he let himself fall into you a bit, though still not putting his full weight on you. with a wince, he eventually pulled off and groaned at the liquids leaking from his dick. he went to grab a few paper towels from nearby to clean you up a bit before helping you sit up and even sneaking in a peck to your cheek in the process.

"does this mean you like me ...?", he asked regardless of how redundant the question seemed.

"jungkook, you idiot," you chuckled, "yes, i like you."

"thank god," he mumbled under his breath, "i, uh, do you think maybe you'd wanna go home with me tonight? or is that too much too soon? sorry, i'm getting ahead of myself, hah-"

"kook, stop. i'd love to go home with you," you smiled at him, pulling him in for yet another kiss, falling in a makeout session again.

the two of you kissed softly for a while, maybe too softly for what you'd just done together in your workplace. but jungkook didn't think of that at the moment. all that he cared about was taking you home and repeating it all over again.

[professor-beaker]

(Warning: very long rant about growing up religious and aroace. Might delete this in an hour. Idk)

Dear mom and dad,

Do you remember when i was 14, and had my first kiss? You probably dont- for you, it was just another sunday. He was one of my only church friends, and he pulled me, alone, into one of the music rooms after sacrament meeting. You encouraged me to go with him, because you could read the signs i couldnt. He was very polite, but when we kissed and he grabbed my hand on the way out, it felt more wrong than anything id experienced before. I ran back to you, crying, and you walked me through rejecting him. You basically told me that i was just too young, that it would get better, but it certainly didnt feel that way at the time. Every time youve reminisced on it since, it was only to laugh at my expense. At my naievety.

I tried to take your words to heart. I tried to listen each time our church would preach about how essential families were and each time you told me how happy you two were. It didnt work.

Do you remember when i was 15, and i told you, mom, that adopting sounded way better than having biological kids? You got so offended, and i had no idea why. I still dont. You told me it was a natural part of life, that we were supposed to bring children into this world. I tried to explain my reasoning- why would i want my own children when there are those who are suffering on their own? When the thought of procreation made me sick?- but you dismissed it. It was just another day.

Do you remember the brief period when i was 15, when i dated a girl? I assume you dont, because you never found out. I lived in constant fear, because the comments you would make at the dinner table described lgbtq+ as an affront to God, as unnatural. I had thought that men were the problem, and she was my first real partner. But nothing changed, it still felt wrong, and we fell back into only being friends. I hadnt told you about that until today, because i knew exactly what youd say about it. I knew exactly what youd say about me.

Do you remember the boy i met when i was 16? The one with the curly hair and the kind smile. You were always pushing me toward him, because you saw how he looked at me (i saw, too- and i didnt like it). He took me to homecoming, and prom, and danced too close to me for my liking. You always asked if we were a thing yet- and when i said no, you smiled knowingly. I hated that smile. And you smiled that smile for years.

I reconnected with him when i was home over winter break. We hung out once, i told him my sexuality, and he barely reacted. When you asked how it went, i told you i rejected him romantically, but we were still friends. Do you remember what you said, mom? You said, "so you broke his heart and left." I cried that night.

Do you remember when you found my aroace pins a month ago? Im at college in a different state- a religious college you wanted me to go to- and you still made it your priority to berate me for it. I dont know if you could tell how angry i was over the phone, but when you said "asexual and things are just looking for attention", it broke my heart.

Because i figured it out when i was 17. Because it took me two years to finally accept it in a religion that very strongly emphasized the family unit. Because i finally felt accepted, i felt heard, i wasnt being dismissed at every corner. Because i had something to explain why i was like this.

Because i finally didnt feel broken.

I never doubted that you loved me- not once, ever, in my life. Not until you started degrading me for something i couldnt control. Not until you started pressuring me to date people i would much rather be friends with. If youre not going to love all of me, then do you even love me at all?

I hope you know that i still love you, despite everything. But i hate the way you talk to me now, the way you talk to others about me. And i hope that one day, you, too, will realize that im not broken, or affronting God, or unnatural. I hope you realize that im still your child.

I hope you realize im still human.

[bnhaficsforthesoul]

Heya!! Could I please ask for hc with Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki and Dabi (if you cant do that many feel free to cut any one of them) and meeting their s/o's parents for the first time? How do you think the encounter would go? (Ps I'm so glad your requests are open but dont overwork!! Take care of yourself and stay hydrated or I WILL make you òwó) 💓

Bakugou

he does NOT want to do this.

he genuinely pushed this off as much as he physically could. like youve probably been together for like a year already, you met his parents, he secretly thinks youre 'the one' or whatever, but hes scared to meet your parents

he doesnt want to deal with trying to put up a nice attitude for them, but he also doesnt want them to think hes a dick or mistreats you because they might convince you to leave him

however, this meeting comes without his consent, as you two are out in town and you bump into your parents at a store. They see you before you do them, so you couldn't even warn him before your parents were coming over to you, very openly eyeing Bakugou

they knew what he looked like, they had bugged you for details multiple times, so they knew who he was right away

Katsu immediately felt himself getting a little sweaty under his clothes, he couldnt help he was naturally sweaty already and now hes overthinking every posibility in his head

Luckily, you talk about him like hes the sweetest most perfect person on earth, and so your parents don't really have anything negative to say or act on

They just go "Oh, Bakugou, right? It's so nice to finally meet you!"

He tries to be as polite as he can, he tries to smile nicely (even though he makes such an ugly face when he forces a smile), and luckily they are on their way again soon

He literally sighs in relief once theyre out of sight and you laugh at him, asking if hes doing alright after meeting your 'oh so scary' parents

he is not amused

Kirishima

Honestly he probably was excited to meet them, and probably asked you if you could introduce him fairly early in the relationship

Not too early, but like once he was sure this was a serious relationship and that he really loved you, he wanted to do things 'the right way' (as hed heard)

So you tell your parents about your boyfriend who things are going great with, and how he really wants to meet them, so they invite him over for dinner

He wasn't stressed about it until it came time to get ready to go, then suddenly he's overthinking everything and doesn't know what to wear, what if he smells, what if he says something dumb

Hes ready to go find a suit to wear before you tell him its not that formal

You also assure him that people love him naturally, as long as he stays calm everything will go fine

and as expected it does, your parents love him. He is definitely a little awkward and a bit too polite towards them, but your parents take it as a good thing

once he relaxes though it really does go great, your parents adore him and 100% accept him as your boyfriend

afterwards he acts like he wasn't overreacting the entire time

Kaminari

also nervous as hell to meet your parents

he would never ask to do so, but he wouldn't tell you no if you asked him if hed be okay meeting them

if its important to you, its important to him

your parents had recently brought up that you should bring over your boyfriend whenever youre both free, and you told them that youd let him know and figure something out

and this time came when a school dance came around, obviously Denki was your perfect date. Even though most everyone got ready at the school, your parents lived near by and you realized that you had a better pair of shoes to match with your outfit there, so figured you could stop by real quick and brought denki

he originally was just going to wait in the car, but once your parents found out he was out there they started screaming for pictures

hes kinda awkward in them, because how does one pose cutely with their s/o in front of their parents. He feels wrong for even touching you for some reason

some pictures he kinda looks like he was electrocuted in, with a goofy smile and a thumbs up

but some of the pictures came out really good and he was happy that your parents forced you two to take them

it also helped that the pictures became the main focus of this meeting rather than getting to know him, he got to do the basic introductions and leave

he knew that next time he saw them hed probably be asked more questions, but he felt more comfortable having already seen what theyre like

plus he got cute pics

Dabi

adamantly refuses to meet them

genuinely hed have to be insanely in love with you to even consider it

he knows full well that even based on appearance alone no parent wants to see their kid with someone like him, and he simply doesn't care enough to try and be nice to some rando just because youre related to them. He likes you, thats it

Hed be more likely to 'meet' your parents if they were awful. Because if theyre nice, then he wonders how you ended up with someone like him in the first place. But if theyre awful, he would totally get rid of them for you if you want

plus after years of holding onto his hatred for his own parents, its hard for him to conceptualize parents that dont suck

so unless he's going to kill your parents, and by some stroke of luck you do actually have great parents, hes not meeting them unless its by accident

and he will not stay and chat with them either, only if your parents are incredibly important to you then he'll make sure to tell them that he knows he doesnt look it, but he loves their kid and he'll do anything for them. but thats it

and his face is everywhere, hes a villain, so even if theyre okay with the idea of you dating a villain he reminds them to not say anything that would jeopardize your safety

[mit0bee]

Hii! Could you write Silver and Jamil with a s/o who is touch starved? In the sense they're not opposed to affection, but aren't that used to it and get kind of startled, but crave it nonetheless? Thank you so much, have a great night!

WHY IS THIS ME???? ill def be making a pt 2 because i love this so much

Twisted Wonderland Boys with an S/O who is touch starved

Stuff you should read: touch starved s/o, a tinyyyyyyyyyyy bit self indulgent because me too anon me too, bulleted post, i didnt use actual grammar/punctuation because i am lazy, once again no beta we die like men Characters: Silver Vanrouge, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia, Leona Kingscholar, Sebek Zigvolt, Lilia Vanrouge

SILVER VANROUGE

Silver first found out about your touch starved-ness when he accidentally fell asleep on your shoulder

When you shrieked softly in suprise, he shot up, thinking that he might've hurt you.

When you explained to him that you were just not used to physical contact, he sighed in relief.

i kid you not he genuinely thought he somehow headbutted you

And oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh boy when he learned that you craved touch, the boy was so ecstatic (for his standards)

from then on, he was always somehow holding your hand, or had his head resting in your lap or something

(at first, he would ask you or warn you before he would touch you, just so you wouldn't be too suprised or startled, but if you were okay with it, and as you got more comfortable, he'd just go for it)

if you were okay with more romantic displays of affection, he'd nap during lunch with you in the courtyard, with you somehow in his embrace

hes such a pookie i swear (im sorry his is so short idk how to write silver *sob*

JAMIL VIPER

Jamil actually found out from a silly little walk to Sam's

he went to hold your hand, and you pulled away, surprised

he thought you were mad at him and when i tell you this man tried to think of a reason why you would be mad at him

when he couldnt think of anything, he decided to just come out and ask if he did something wrong

and then you explained it to him

like silver, he sighed in relief

but not a little sigh

a big one

like muscles relaxing and everything he genuinely thought you were mad at him.

so when you slowly brought your hand to his, lightly squeezing it, you almost killed him

my dude ASCENDED like he actually would die with no regrets

when he figures out that you actually crave touch, he isn't as ecstatic as silver, but hes fairly excited

he'd definitely enjoy showing that he loves you through small physical touches (hand holding, maybe having your arm around his, ect)

Again, like silver, he'd tell/ask you when/if he was going to hug you or something

he wouldn't ALWAYS be touching you, but he would be in private

he himself is kinda iffy on pda but he'd hold your hand or something, nothing like kissing or full on big hugs, but hand holding is a big one for him

you two probably came up with one of those cute systems where its like "two hand squeezes means ily" or something

MALLEUS DRACONIA

he found out when, on one of your nightly walks, he tried to hug you and you just...froze in the hug

he just comes straight out and asks, he doesn't want to assume you're mad at him, but he did do something wrong, he wants to apologize

"Child of Man, is everything alright? You froze."

when you explained that no, nothing is wrong and that you just were a little touch starved, he nodded thoughtfully

"Well then, would you be okay if I request a hug, instead?"

^^^ (all of these men are so polite omg)

when you say yes, he is very happy

if he had a tail, it would wag

you know those cute pictures of rlly tall people hugging their shorter friends, s/o's? thats what this becomes. he is just leaned over, hugging you

"tsunotarou....shouldn't you let go now...?"

give him a second

when he learns you crave physical touch HE IS LITERALLY SO HAPPY

i hc that one of his main love languages is physical touch, so he is VERY HAPPY that he gets to show you just how much he loves you

once again, is another who would start with telling you when he will touch you, but his telling phase ends fairly quickly compared to silver and jamil

his main forms of physical contact are those elegant ones like where he has a hand on the small of your back

he would ALWAYS BE TOUCHING YOU.

more than silver

tfym he cant come to your ancient curses class with you when he has potionology? he already knows everything he needs to know anyway, so why cant he hold your hand a little longer :(

will 9/10 times end up sleeping over at ramshackle big spooning you (the big spoon in me wants to big spoon malleus but maybeeeeeeeeeee ill save that for another post)

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

he puts his head in your lap, and now youre shifting around?

come on herbivore smh smh you cant move so much hes trying to sleep!

when the thought eats a little too much at the back of his mind, he finally asks you whats up

when you explain it to him, he sighs and STAYS WITH HIS HEAD ON YOUR LAP.

but the only reason he keeps his head in your lap is because he knows his herbivore, and he knows all the signs that you're truly uncomfortable with something, so he knows that you don't mind

he breaks the cycle of asking. like i said before he knows his herbivore well, and he knows your boundaries and the signs that your uncomfortable even better, so he knows he won't overstep

i feel like he never had to figure out you craved attention, hes an observer, and just kinda always knew by your lingering touches, even after the shock of the touch

his favourite forms of physical touch are to lay his head in your lap, and basically anything (sexual or non sexual) where your body is on/close to his

hes another one whos main love language is touch, so he is too seen skipping his classes to hang out with you/to pull you from yours to the botanical garden

SEBEK ZIGVOLT

hes very aggressive with his affection, so when you shied away from his hug after training, he did a Jamil and tried to think of any reason you'd be mad at him

hes kinda sulking for the rest of the day until he decides to just come to ramshackle to ask you

"sebek wtf are you doing at my door its the middle of the night- WHY ARE YOU WET?!"

"I COULDN'T SLEEP THINKING YOU WERE MAD AT ME! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I DID, SO I CAN PROPERLY ATONE!!!!!!"

"............what.................?"

you had to run and grab a towel because this idiot decided to WALK over while it was RAINING

when you explained everything to him, how you were just surprised, he understood immediately, so, he joins the Polite Cult (tm) and asks you to give you a hug

when he finds out you crave touch, he is a man on a MISSION

he WILL make sure you get what you want becuase he LOVES YOU SO MUCH

(just dont use your power over him when hes trying to protect malleus. he will become crisis'd about what to prioritize)

he loves to hold your hand sosososososo much its such a little gesture that can mean so much

hold his hand.

LILIA VANROUGE

he went to taze you (yk when you put your hands on someones waist and just pinch/tickle them while going ZZZZZT? yeah that) and you almost died of shock

hes seen many things, when your a prehistoric artifact like him, you know whats up

so you didnt even need to explain, he just kinda knew the second you screamed

hes also like leona in the sense he just knows you arent necessarily uncomfortable or anything

but he still tries to limit the amount he scares you but COME ON....your back is faced to him! its the perfect chance to scare you!

he, again, knew you needed more physical touch, so he's always stuck to you whenever he can be

not like skipping class level like malleus and leona, but he still is with you 90% of the day

another one to come to ramshackle with you, but he wont tell the others where he is so everyone thinks peepaw went missing

get peepaw to take his meds please hes a little deranged

--------------------------- I LOVED WRITING THIS SM but i was cramping the entireee time :( m.list @mit0ee 's work, please do not steal!

[mikobeautifulheart]

Jealous, protective megumi pls??

- 🐌

OMG I MISSED YOU SM. 🤧 my saviour anon.

And Absolutely.

Jealous and protective Megumi

After being stranded in heavy rain you wait for your boyfriend to pick you up. What you weren't expecting was to met one of his acquaintances while waiting. He didn't either.

Sitting under the bus shelter you looked down at your phone to read the time. You had been there for well over 10 minutes and the rain had no sign of stopping or getting any lighter.

You felt your phone vibrate and saw that Megumi was calling you.

"Hel-"

"I have your umbrella"

"Yeah I figured *sigh*"

"Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"I'm at the bus shelter, near the school."

"Okay wait there, I'll be-."

The rain poured harder making it hard to hear him over the phone.

"Megumi? I can't hear you?"

No response. You hung up.

He sent a text saying that he was on his way.

Just as the rain had got worse before you heard heavy footsteps of someone running under the bus shelter to.

You looked up from your phone to see a person doubled over, absolutely drenched and exhausted. After a few seconds they caught there breath and stood up, occasionally glancing at you.

"Forget your umbrella to?" He asked politely, just engaging in small talk.

"Ha yeah... I should have checked the weather report today."

"Yeah"

The rain kept going as you two stayed silent.

"Got far to go?" He spoke again, this time looking at you until you faced him.

"Oh well, not really I was just going to run to the school up there but the rain keeps getting worse." You smiled

"School? You don't mean that really small one surrounded by bamboo, do you?"

"That's the one"

"So are you a sorcerer too?"

"How did you know?"

"I'm going to Jujutsu high to"

Back at Megumi's dorm he's getting a weird feeling in his stomach, like something was eating him alive.

"Yeah I'm actually a second year but I was training in another country"

"Really, that's so cool! How come I've never heard of you?"

"Honestly I was a bit of a loser" he laughed and so did you.

"That can't be true, you look so cool and mysterious."

You noticed that it was silent again and you looked over to see that the guy was now looking straight in front of him, ears red.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it awkward..." You said with a nervous chuckle.

"Oh NO, No Not at all" he said even redder now as he stumbled over his words.

"Um, I was just wondering..."

You felt a cold hand intertwine its fingers with yours, to your surprise you saw Megumi standing inbetween you two holding pa wide umbrella.

"Oh Megumi, Hi" you said not noticing the glare he was shooting the guy.

"Hey Fushiguro, how are you?" The guy said nervously scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm fine, Okkotsu, if you don't mind I'll be walking my girlfriend back to the dorms."

The atmosphere got thicker.

"Yeah see you at the school I guess..."

With that Megumi had already started to lead you away with out letting you say goodbye. His hand slowly loosened its grip as he sighed.

"You knew that guy?" You said

"Yeah, he's got a thing for dead girls."

"W-WHAT?"

"Yuta okkotsu, a special grade. He's related to Gojo so we would rarely bump into eachother in the past.

"Special grade?!"

"Y/n what ever you do, don't go messing around with him okay."

You doubted that Yuta was actually a bad person, let alone one who would hurt you. But you couldnt help but listen to Megumi as you saw the jealousy getting to him.

"Okay Gumi, on one condition."

"What?"

" I can talk to him about my amazingly strong good-looking boyfriend." You giggled as you swore Megumi was breaking down inside, movments becoming stiffer and hesitant.

"Whatever"

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHOURS NOTE: I'm working on a few fics rn (including the OP ones) but my inbox is nearly empty and my requests are open. Reblogs r welcomed and have a good whatever time.

[naffeclipse]

So about Devil eyes au… i wanna ask about Sun and Moon. How did Officer YN meet them? How are the relationship and interactions between them? They’re such pookies and ngl Officer YN feels like an angel with their morals and such. Show em boys kindness 🫶

even if we also have the devil himself on the side

(i heard that you talked about how they met in an ask but i couldnt find it at all 😔)

How they meet is currently something I'm mulling over. While I can't give you the exact context, I can say when they meet, it's a bit stressful for everyone.

Officer Y/N is introduced to Sun and Moon, the brothers of the serial killer who's been terrorizing you for a while now, and you are wary, to say the least. You expect more of Eclipse, just packaged in yellows and blues. You are terrified that they're just as wicked and cunning and that they'll want to torment you as much as Eclipse does.

Likewise, Sun and Moon are afraid of you. They are floored when Eclipse brings a cop to them. They can only see you actively trying to apprehend them or gather forces who will do so. Humans for them have only been horrible and terrifying, and to boot, you're an authority figure who has the power to put them right back where they escape.

But Sun and Moon are not Eclipse. And you are not turning them in despite being wanted animatronics who fled their establishment.

Sun is the least skittish out of the two. He has had his fair share of awful encounters with humans, but he still has a little spark of hope that there's good somewhere, and he finds that in you. At first, Sun is walking on eggshells around you and exceedingly polite, desperate to keep you appeased and calm, but slowly, he starts to ease slightly when you bring him watercolors to paint with. He says something that might upset a human but you respond in a steady, calm voice. He feels you start to grow upon him like a climbing flower and he lets himself become comfortable around you, trusting your intentions. He has been searching for the light for so long, and there you are, sunshine.

Moon has walls up (including a moat with crocodiles). He has seen the worst of humans and understands their wrath to be a cruel and blunt weapon, and he expects no less from you. He's a ghost on the edges of your peripheral, always keeping to corners and shadows, becoming invisible if he can. He sometimes startles you with how silent he can be, how he watches you like he's waiting for a gun to go off. He's rarely truly relaxed but he speaks more to you when he sees you're tired and less likely to react. He doesn't tell you this, but he looks forward to when you bring him a new record to listen to and you sit quietly beside him, nodding along to the tunes. He doesn't want to open up but he feels you slip inside the way water trickles into the cracks of stone.

You don't want to believe their sincerity. They are just as unknown and potentially dangerous as Eclipse, and you can see their love and loyalty to their brother, but you struggle to be careful when they're so sweet to you. You're used to devilish eyes following you and dark threats made against you that you almost fall apart when Sun asks if you would like a hand with cleaning the dishes or Moon offers to sit on the edge of your bed until you fall asleep after a nightmare. They don't take, they don't command, and they don't scare you. And that terrifies you. Is this just their way of toying with you? Is this how they worm their way into your head until you can't walk down the street without fearing they're somewhere close by? You don't know, but you do know that Moon's shoulder is a nice place to rest your head and Sun is a comforting voice among your whispering doubts.

There's going to be time to get closer to each other. You can offer a kind hand that Sun and Moon haven't seen in a really long time and in return, Sun and Moon can become a safe harbor in the storm that is their brother.

[soulofamy]

(kinda piggybacking off my old ask but) AU where Amy and Tira’s roles are switched 👀

Send me a potential AU and I’ll tell you five fun facts that would happen in a story.

unlike amy, who does not remember her birth parents, tira is haunted by the death of her mother when raphael takes her in. in this AU, there are no split personalities, tiras personality is most similar to her "jolly" persona when she warms up to raphael

amy, as a bird of passage, had her stubbornness beat out of her while growing up and it more or less lays dormant inside of her. she is one of their best assassins

raphaels family/his political enemies employ the birds of passage to kill raphael after he escaped the guards and fled with/adopted tira. the more senior members proved unable so they called in amy to finish him off

raphael had sworn to protect tira but he couldnt bring himself to kill this child assassin so he did the next best thing, he adopted her too (whether she wanted it or not is a completely different story LOL)

amy eventually came to accept her new family but now that the birds of passage's target was still alive AND their best assassin having deserted them, the three of them constantly have to watch their backs. raphael teaches tira how to fight with a rapier and tira and amy often find themselves having to defend each other on the occasions raphael isnt around.

bonus snippet from this potential AU:

"Behind me, Tira," Raphael whispered, his voice urgent. He stood up and held aloft his rapier in one hand, the other shielding the small brunnette girl behind him. He cursed himself for assuming they would get to rest. If they made it out of this alive, he needed to figure out a shelter situation for them. Traveling like this, in the shadows and destitute, was no way to raise a child.

His eyes narrowed as a hooded figure finally made herself known, having dropped down from the tree tops. It was odd that she appeared so small. Her mouth was covered with mask, but her eyes appeared young. Young, but hollow.

"Your days of escaping your fate end today," the assassin said. "Surrender now, and I will spare you the humiliation of a sky burial."

Raphael lowered his blade somewhat, confused. "Rather young to be an assaaain, aren't we?"

The girl's eyes narrowed and she pointed her ringblade outward. "Mock me all you want, it won't save you."

He was torn. On one hand, he had sworn to protect Tira with all he had. But on the other, how could he cut down someone he could only assume was a small child in her own right? How did a child so young even find herself in a position to be hired as an assassin? He glanced down at the small hand that gripped his waistcoat. He put his own hand over Tira's, a silent gesture to reassure her, then looked back at the hooded child.

Raphael refused to kill her, but he couldn't let her return to her assassin's guild either. He would simply have to bring her with him, whether she wanted to come or not.

[toastyliltoasts]

Purely A Coincidence

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Pairing; Prince!Wilbur x GN!reader

Words; 0.9k (Incredibly short)

About; After being sent away by your mother, abruptly might I add, to a whole new kingdom; a new life, as a physician's apprentice, you run into a complete asshole.

Warning(s); Swearing, One mention of the word bruise, Reader has magic (not the cringey type, no offense, the BBC Merlin type :>), Spoiler alert; Wilbur's the asshole, not proof read :D

A/N; I really dont know what Im doing but I just got this idea to write sort of fic based off of BBC Merlin because Im over here stuffing my face full of ice cream after its ending.. So here you go..

"Come on. That's enough, my friend" you forced a polite smile to the brunette standing infront of you, who was partly confused.

You had been on a supply errand for your uncle Phil, best known as the court physician among L'manberg and the outskirts of the kingdom when you saw a group of people picking on who seemed to be a commoner and, with that information, you could peice together that these 'know-it-all's were, most likely, royals. Especially the one who seemed to be the found leader of this group; an unfathomably tall, lanky-limbed brunnete who was now staring you down. And if looks could kill, you've died the moment you stepped into this kingdom.

"Im sorry, do I know you ?" he asked, eyes squinted yet a lone brow raised.. You chuckled, albeit nervously, with a shake of your head..

"Er- sorry" you offered him your name and a friendly handshake, but the way he delivered his question slightly ticked you off.

"And you're meaning to say that I dont know you ?" he asked with a condescending tone seeping through his words, crossing his arms over his chest and fully turning his figure towards you, your hand just raised there awkwardly until you retract it towards you with a sharp nod to yourself..

"Yeah" you answered, partly confirming your suspicion about him being completely pretentious.

"And yet you called me 'friend' ?" he asked with a sarcastic smile. You mirrored his expression with squinted eyes. Oh, he was definitely full of himself.

"Apologies, that was my mistake" you grinned passive aggressively, you fingertips twitching..

"Very much so" he stood with his hand on the hilt of his sheathed sword, simply resting there and not yet sending any warnings, despite being in civil clothing and not requiring a sword to complete the attire.

"Of course, I've never had a friend who could possibly be such an ass" you spit, still maintaining the 'try me, asshole' expression with a forced smile. Your fingers couldnt help but be clenched into fists, willing yourself not to stir up any trouble infront of the whole of L'manberg atleast for the sake of your uncle. Your mother just sent you here and you cant exactly go back to her after not even a week, not when she was worried about your safety there. Deep breaths, and get out.

"Nor I, one who could be so stupid" he retorted, stopping you in your tracks with just his words.

"Kindly tell me," he paused to mockingly say your name, dragging out the last syllable.

"- do you know how to beg for forgiveness ?" he smirked, amused at your boldness, yet possibly pissed off.

"No" you turned on your heel slowly, replying with the same passive aggression, sending him a levelling look. The air was thick, neither of you willing to apologize or back down.

"Would you like me to lend you a hand with that" he asked sarcastically, to which you chuckled.

"Oh I genuinely wouldnt go further down this path if I were you" you breathily replied, still catching your breath. You force your legs to take yourself away from there, just for him to stop you as the brunnete laughed. He let go of the grip on the hilt of the sword and extended it outwards, challenging..

"Or what ? You going to try something ?" he smirked, mocking you with his outstreched hands. Walk away, walk away now or you're in more trouble than just a few bruises when you get back to physician quarters.

"Come on, what is it that you said you were going to do to me ? Go on, take a shot" he taunted, his curls standing atop his nose in a more patronizing way, as you could feel all eyes on you.

"Come on now," pause.

"Come on," another pause.

"Come ooon" in a blur, you swung at his jaw with precision you didnt know you had before you found yourself, arms pinned to your back and his voice right beside your ear despite the height difference. The crowed jeered as you felt yourself spiraling down your train of thoughts. The only outcome ? You definitely getting sent back to Willowdale by your uncle.

"My felicitations, to the jail for that" you couldnt even tell if he was boasting, just that he was too goddamn loud, as if he was announcing it.

"And what-" you struggled against his grip as it only tightened..

"-do you think you are, king ?" you pushed back against his makeshift restraints. For a pretty lanky looking guy, his grip could almost hold back a herd of elephants, if need be.

"Well, not exactly. Guess we havent met, have we ? I'm Wilbur, Prince Wilbur to put it shortly" he spat through gritted teeth before kicking the back of your knee, resulting in you falling to the ground, still baffled. It certainly would've been nice to know that he was not just a royal and that he was the prince of L'manberg. Well, in short, fuck.

[simplygyuu]

Nouvelle Crown- 006 : Bus Stop

synopsis : choi beomgyu, the second prince of the royal choi family doesnt have much of a life outside of his duties. even then hes not allowed to do much, his brother is the crown prince after all. but when he meets you, a regular commoner girl, through his brothers friend soobin he cant help but be intrigued. commoner life is so different from what he knows and you are the only person to treat him like the normal teenager he always longed to be. with you he gets to experience the normal, teenager life behind the backs of his overbearing family.

Beomgyu nervously chewed on his bottom lip as he followed Yeonjun out of the palace, just like Kai had told him to. What could he say, he's a bit of a pushover. It was pretty anxiety inducing knowing that not only did he need to worry about his guards or father finding out, but now he also had to worry about his brother. Yeonjun isn't mean per say, but he assumes that the older boy wouldn't appreciate his younger brother following him around.

Thankfully, he had mastered the art of being quiet. Perhaps the years of him sneaking into the kitchen for that extra cookie had payed off. It wasn't hard for him to follow Yeonjun off the palace grounds and down the familiar street Kai had brought him down.

"Yeonjun hyung! There you are!" A familiar voice suddenly cut through his mind and Beomgyu couldnt help the way his head shot up. Was that.. Soobin? He hadnt seen or even spoken to Soobin in a good two years. (It was his own fault though, Soobin had been nothing but kind and caring).

Beomgyu stayed a decent distance away, sitting down at a bus stop right next to the familiar 7/11. No busses were running at this time, but at least he didnt look like a creep stalker from here. For a few moments he peeked over at his brother to see him with none other than Soobin and many other people. Since when did Yeonjun have so many commoner friends?

Then, his eyes landed on someone who was extremely familiar. It was you, the girl from inside 7/11. You were friends with Yeonjun?! How did that even happen? He had a look of disbelief painted onto his features for a few seconds before turning away from them.

Laughter filled the night air as Ningning laughed her signature high pitched laugh, unable to sit still as everyone else laughed with her. Your mind was wandering a bit though, you didn't exactly know why.

Going a bit quiet you just blankly scanned the area around you before your eyes fell onto a familiar looking figure. A teenage boy with weirdly fancy clothes and a black mask, sitting at the bus stop and looking down at his phone.

'Gyu!' Your mind supplied easily and you couldn't help but smile. What is he even doing out here? You knew how shy he was and didn't think your friends would be able to tone it down enough for him to join, but you wanted to go talk to him while you had the chance.

"Ill be back!" You said with a smile, standing as Sana and Taehyun looked up and nodded at your words. They didnt feel the need to ask where you were going, none of them were very clingy and they trusted you to take care of yourself.

With quick steps you approached the bus stop where Gyu sat, smiling as you got close enough to knock on the plastic wall. Gyu jumped in surprise, a quiet yelp like noise leaving him before his eyes landed on you and he visibly relaxed a bit, bringing a hand to his chest.

"You scared me.." He mumbled in that soft, deep voice of his and you watched as he closed his eyes to calm his racing heart. You couldn't help but fondly smile before sitting down next to him.

"So, whatcha doing out here?" You curiously asked as he turned off his phone politely so he could give you his full attention. It was cute.

"I dunno.. I got bored I guess." He broke eye contact yet again to look in front of him at the trees across the street. There werent many, it was a small park it seemed.

You elbowed his side playfully, a gentle thing as you smiled. "You were bored and didnt even think to text me? Invite me to hang out? Wow... I see how it is."

You thought the joke was pretty obvious but it seems Beomgyu didn't take it that way. His eyes widened and he quickly met your eyes again, brows a bit furrowed. His eyes were expressive enough that you didn't need to see the rest of his face to figure out how he was feeling.

"Im sorry, yn! Im just not used to this whole having a friend who's free thing.. yknow? My best friend is always busy.." He rushed to explain himself and you could just imagine the worried pout he wore underneath the mask. You couldnt help the giggle that bubbled out of your chest, quiet and soft.

"Im just joking with you, Gyu." You reassured him, playfully reaching out to ruffle his hair. On instinct he whined and tried to duck away from the attack on his hair, used to having an older brother who would absolutely tangle it all up. Even his eyes conveyed the pouty look he must've sported under his mask.

"Stop it~" He whined, bringing up his hands to cover his hair. "You'll make me look stupid.." He mumbled grumpily as he tried his best to straighten out his hair without being able to see it. Laughter left you yet again at his sulky actions, making you snort the smallest bit.

You both fell into comfortable conversation afterwards, it was something new for him being this close to someone thats not immediate family or Kai. Yet something about you made it so easy to talk.

The time flew while the both of you sat together in the run down bus stop. It wouldnt even be an exaggeration if Beomgyu said it was one of the best times hes had in a while.

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notes : hi! i hope this doesnt feel like its too much from beomgyus POV.. if it bothers you then please let me know :)

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[taryry]

Here’s what Nevermoor character you love the most to says about you:

This is for entertainment purposes only, im not trying to offend anyone by this im just really bored and obsessing over Nevermoor. Again.

1) Morrigan Crow - you probably have family issues. You are a kind of person who has inside jokes with themselves and enjoys it. You had a Mitski phase. Or you still do. You have a small group of people that you trust with your life. You are probably a bit morbid. You are a night owl yet you love mornings. A high achiever. Go rest. You dont tend to express your opinions, others have to ask whats on your mind. You prefer peaceful surroundings. You cant stand the dirt in general and probably take way more showers trough the day than necessary. Amazing intuition. Your favorite subjects is history or any kind of social study.

2) Hawthorne Swift - you are very loyal and optimistic. You sleep with the socks on. You study for the test only if its about the stuff you are interested in, the rest of your grades are probably good because of your friends that get u out of trouble. You tend to get distracted a lot. You say your thoughts out loud and your inside voice does not like to cooperate with you. You let your intrusive thoughts win. People are drawn to you and children love being around you. You own the chaotic neutral genre. You take PE seriously. You were biting other kids when you were younger. You give the best hugs.

3) Cadence Blackburn - you are actually very emotional but would rather sit naked on a hot grill than let someone know. You sideye everyone. You love reading and you love walking around the forest. You either love rain or hate it no in between. Both cat and dog person. You love wearing rings and styling your hair. You use sarcasm to the point where people cant tell if you are being sarcastic or not. People think you are annoyed by them but you are actually happy to spend time with them. Good at keeping secrets and hiding stuff at general.

4) Jack - you are annoyed easily and you dont care if it shows. You enjoy studying and politic discussions. You play a music instrument or have played at some point or you really want to. Amazing sense of humor. For all of your closest friends you have thought that they were annoying and you couldnt stand them at first. You like to tease others. A bit arrogant but a good heart. A great listener with a lot of patience. You hate when others ask you to repeat what you have just said and every time it happens u take a second while staring at the wall and taking a deep breath before talking again. Responsibleoldersiblingcommunity.com

5) Jupiter North - you are a fan of 80s music. You are very optimistic and people are naturally gravitating towards you. You read people like an open book that was written for 5 year olds. You like making jokes about others but you can take a joke about you. People are scared when you get angry. Patient. Mother of the group. You like dancing in the rain and talking to strangers. One of the greatest students but nobody cant figure out how is that possible. You love traveling and trying out new things . Getting out of the comfort zone isnt a problem for you. You drink milk straight out of the carton, partly because it pisses others off and partly bc it keeps you from spilling it Born leader. A heart of gold. Chaotic. People think u say everything out loud but you dont. Others find you very comforting. I love you.

6) Ezra Squall - dark humor™. People cant tell when you are actually joking and try their best to stay in good terms with you. Clean freak. You love children. Unhealthy perfectionist. You dont study a lot but you have amazing grades. U enjoy listening to Crystal Castles and low vibrational music. Ambivert. You. Have. Style. You are able to predict things before you see the outcome. You do stuff for yourself and you think that the end justifies the means. You never explain yourself unless really necessary. You leave people on seen just for fun. Rule maker or breaker usually the first. You know your way with words and people. Unique person.

I hope you enjoyed this, comment if you guys want part 2!!

Stay wundrous xoxo

[starshooter-1004]

Namor - The Ocean Calls 9

Masterlist

Smutty Smut Smut

Taglist: 

@alinefrank @deliciousfestsalad @couldnt-come-up-with-a-username

@omgsuperstarg​ @lunamoonbby

Translation: 

Máansa'ab u nej miis tin wich’ - I’ve been blinded with the hope of a alliance

Jast’us - Beautiful

Béet- Please

Everything was a blur, I watched as the servants began preparations for Namor’s speech. Two men went over to Idris removing her mask and taking her away. I watched as my friend was taken away from forever. I turned toward the pool activating my suit diving in heading to the city. Once arriving even more chaos ensued; the people were huddling toward Namor’s throne.

Drums sounded and Namora and Attuma in different attire made there way forward in the crowd. I followed behind in the opening the people bowing and gesturing to us as we swam through. A Attuma and Namora waited in the center I stayed to the far right. Namor descended from above; landing in his chair his head dress tall and elegant. All went quite as he slammed his spear onto the throne.

“Máansa'ab u nej miis tin wich,” Namor spoke. He continued the atmosphere around me changing. Idris was teaching me more of there mother tongue though I’m not fluent I was able to catch bits and pieces. The surface world he was going to attack Wakanda; begin his war with the surface.

My heart clenched was this what Idris would have wanted? The surface world was my home would he hurt those who were not at fault? Namor began to shout a phrase that the people began to chant.

“Líik’ik Talokan!” Namor shouted. I turned watching the people of Talokan they were passionate and loyal. They were also kind could all of them agree to this? I quickly exited the crowd heading back to the caverns. I had to do something convince Namor not to go through with this. I want the people who did this to Idris held accountable not the world. 

I rose out of the water alone, no Idris to greet me with a smile. The place her body laid was cleaned; I looked down to see her blood still on my dress. I changed in my hut into a green and purple gown. The sleeves draping off of my shoulders to fall to the ground behind me. I sat on my bed which felt like eternity and waited; he had to come see me before heading off. 

Hours passed and I seemed to have fallen asleep; my door then opened. The light from the cavern peaking through as the tall figure walked in. Just buy the shadow I knew who it was; I sat up standing and hugging Namor where he stood. He still wore his jewels and cape though his head dress was off now. Taking Namor’s face into my hands his eyes looked sad; I pulled him towards me laying a soft kiss onto his lips.

Namor’s hands went to my back pulling me in more. He pulled away suddenly and looked at me. 

“I needed to see you before tomorrow,” he whispered. 

“Namor… I heard your speech, the end of the surface world? My home?” I shook my head.

“This is your home now,” he caressed my face. I grabbed his hand against mine and kissed his palm.

“Namor, the surface will always be a piece of me; there is no erasing that,” I touched his golden bangle. Namor stood there letting me continue.

“What was it Queen Ramanda wanted to negotiate with you about?” I asked.

“The princess, but she willingly wanted to stay and there is nothing for me the surface world could offer that I don’t have myself,” his thumb ran over my lips. I looked up at him his gaze soft and his eyes swimming my face,

“Nam-“ he put his fingers to my mouth stopping me. 

“No more talk of politics, tonight I will make up for lost time with you. Tonight I will have you like it’s my last,” he hungrily took my lips with his. A moan emitted from me as he lifted me suddenly. His hand going up my back as the other held my thigh; the soft mattress hitting my back. His tongue danced with mine his hands moving slow over my body. I clutched the back of his cape pulling him tighter against me; I needed to feel him.

His hand traced down the center of my chest stopping between my breasts. My back arched into the warmth of his hand. He pulled away looking to my eyes; he stared at me for a few seconds taking me in. I laid there flush and breathless the hold this man had on me was uncanny. His body molded to mine perfectly, moved with mine like a dance. He kissed my neck his hand going to the side my throat holding my head in place as he swapped sides. 

My hands roamed on his back, arms and chest my legs rubbing against each other. He pulled the lacing in the back of my dress off slowly. Sitting me up as the fabric fell from my shoulders and chest. 

“Jats’us,” he whispered. His hands went down my arms pulling the rest of the fabric down with them. I sat there chest exposed to the cold air; he leaned down taking a breast into mouth the other in his hand. My head tipped back at the sensation a hand going to his hair the other to his back. Namor then wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me to my knees. The dress falling to my hips; Namor sat back on his calves as I cascaded over him. He kissed the valley between my breasts and down. Leaving wet open mouth kisses across my stomach; I giggled at the tickling sensation. 

Namor smiled leaning up once again kissing me. This time was much different from the time in the library; he was taking his time. Giving attention to every part of me regardless how big or small. He pulled the dress down my legs and onto the floor; I was bare before him now. His mouth wrapped around my breast again a hand going to my core. I gasped at the sensation as his fingers moved my panties to the side. He ran a finger down the center of my folds coating his fingers. Rubbing small slow circles around my clit; his hand then grabbed my hips pulling me to his lap. My hands wrapped around his neck falling around his necklace; he looked into my eyes.

“Moan for me,” he whispered. My mouth fell into a O as the pressure of his hand increased. He slipped a finger inside me then while the thumb continued its circling. My hips rocked against his own and his hand trying to increase the speed. His hand grabbed my hips holding me in place.

“Tell me what you want,” he was looking to my eyes never breaking eye contact. 

“You, I want you, all of you,” I replied. Namor held the back of my head as he increased speed and laid open mouth kissed onto my neck. My orgasm washed over me like a storm causing me to claw and grab at his cape. His movements seized pulling his head from my neck his hand staying put. 

“We need to get this off of you,” I motioned to his necklace and cape. He grinned as I ripped the cloth away and unclipped the necklace. He sat there allowing me too ; his eyes boring into my face. I reached for his waist bands on his shorts; his eyes grew dark as he lifted me again laying me back. My legs on the top of his thighs as he grind into me. My nails clawed at his back at the sensation; I couldn’t wait for him anymore. 

My hands went to his shorts again this time successful in its removal. I grabbed his cock slowly pumping him with my hands. Namor’s eyes closed as I continued slowly moving and twisting my hands from his head to his the base. His hips bucking into my hands, I watched his face as I continued. His eyes suddenly opened clouded by lust and removed my hands pinning them above my head. My legs still on his thighs as he moved down lining his cock up. 

His hips slowly moved forward and entered me. A moan left both of us at the sensation, this time was easier my body knowing what to expect. That full feeling causing my head to spin. Namor's face was close as he moved his hips against mine. Slow thrusts stopping as his hips were flush against mine, slowly pulling out to his head and back. 

My hands were in fist as I fought the urge to climb on him going at my own pace. He laced his fingers between mine stilled pinned above my head. His head dipping taking my breast into his mouth as his thrusts continued.

“Namor… faster please,” I pleaded. 

“Say Béet,” he replied.

“Béet,” I said. A moan came as his hips snapped forward faster after each time I said it. Soon I was chanting it as his pace increased; the bed rocking as he continued. He released my wrists which allowed me to wrap around his neck. Namor moaned into my ear as my nails went down his back; my heels grinding into his thighs trying to pull him farther in.

Namor suddenly grabbing my thighs and placing them on his shoulders. The feeling of him going deeper; I placed my hand to the spot on my stomach. Feeling him as he entered hitting that spot over and over again. Namor placed and hand around my throat as he thrusted faster. I was close so very close my toes curling and thighs trembling.

“Come for me Ni Yakunaj,” he whispered. Another orgasm waved over me my legs tightening on his shoulders. Namor’s hips became sloppy as his seed filled me. My chest rose and fell quickly as I came down from my high. Namor stayed in place before pulling out and letting my legs gently fall. He rolled to the side a hand over his stomach as we laid there. 

I turned to look at him his breathing stabilized compared to my own as he stared at the ceiling. I rolled over playing my leg and arm over him. His arm circling around my back and holding beneath my knee. I caressed his face my hand pulling him to look at me. His eyes seemed distant like he was lost in thought for a time. I kissed his lips gently both our eyes closing. 

“Sleep Ni Ajaw,” I whispered. He looked at me running his fingers down my back. I ran my hand over his eyes close.

“I’ll be here when you wake,” I smiled and closed my eyes letting sleep consume me. 

[martian-writes]

They Fell in Love in October

August: Panick.... in... gay September: Smitten October: Realization part 2 Present Time: Happy Ending

Chapter 4: Finally

August 2xxx

Emi thinks that even though Katsuki and her had broken up that night. They grew closer then in all the years they've known each other. They talked about everything. Working through Katsuki's feelings. She reassured him she wasn't hurt or upset.

One night Katsuki had asked

"So does this make me gay?"

"Kind of. Maybe bisexual or pansexual" she answered not really sure if it did. "But you don't have to label yourself, just be Katsuki''

He hummed. They were laying on the floor of their living room. Just relaxing as soft music played.

"Are you going to move out?" He asked his voice was small

"Eventually" She said turning her head to stare him with a grin "I have to make sure you get the guy"

Katsuki looked at her and gave her a small smile "I love you, you know?"

She nodded. She knew, he just no longer loved her like he used too. And that was okay. She thinks that maybe she fell out of love too, watching Katsuki fall in love with Izuku.

"I love you too"

"You promise you don't hate me?"

She laughed and pulled Katsuki into a hug "I promise. I swear it. Cross my heart and hope to die"

"Thankyou Emi" Katsuki breathed.

He had been thanking her a lot lately. She didn't know why, she hadn't done anything. But she started to think it was for not being upset, for accepting Katsuki. But she couldnt be upset about something that was out of Katsuki's control. How could she not accept him? She was in love with Katsuki all the way up until this point and she would love him after.

No matter who he loved. As long as they loved him back.

Emi would be fine.

Now the matter of getting Izuku to realize his feelings? Was an entirely different ball game. He was still hung up on Shindo, who a week later after the hallway incident cheated physically.

Izuku came to apologize to Katsuki and Katsuki shushed him, hugged him and comforted him. All the while internally freaking out because and Emi quotes

"I WAS TOUCHING HIM, HE WAS TOUCHING ME"

Katsuki later that night had freaked out. Now that his feelings were front center, Katsuki did /not/ know how to act around Izuku.

Emi tried to tell him he needed to act as normal as possible around Izuku but all Katsuki could do around Izuku was panic... in gay...

He was hopeless...

Katsuki was a gay disaster.

August was a hard month for Emi not because she was heartbroken but because of how disastrous Katsuki was. But she knew that this was all new for him. Ofc he wouldn't know what to do, so she supported him as best as she could and honestly some of his panics were funny.

Like when Katsuki saw Izuku in booty shorts when he was about to go on a run. Izuku was exiting the building and said a casual hello to Katsuki who promptly stopped functioning. Katsuki turned on his heels and dashed up 5 flights of stairs. Burst through the door scaring Emi who almost dropped her cup of tea on her

"HE IS IN BOOTY SHORTS! I CAN'T DO THIS" Katsuki yelled "HE IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF EMI"

She snorted and watches him pace back and forth

"How does one woo someone??" Katsuki asked "How does one CONFESS?"

Emi smiled because in order for Katsuki to confess, a certain green haired sunshine boy needed to understand and know his feelings.

Emi had a feeling that time was coming soon. Katsuki isn't exactly subtle and Izuku is a smart boy.

September 2xxx

Fall had creeped in and knocked politely on the door. Katsuki was struggling more than ever with confessing, he wanted to get it right.

Make it perfect.

While Katsuki struggled with that. Izuku was having a battle all on his own. He had been distant again from Katsuki. But also with Emi (especially with her), Katsuki was wrapped in figuring out a way to confess that he truly hadn't noticed, at least not yet.

Emi knew that Izuku was realizing Katsuki's feelings because he'd flush a bright red when Katsuki stood too close or complimented him. Emi also knew that Izuku was coming to terms with his own. If the way he avoided Emi like the plague was anything to go by.

Emi and Katsuki were coming back from apartment hunting. Katsuki felt bad and offered to move out and let Emi keep the apartment but Emi figured he'd want to be closer to Izuku.

Plus Emi won't lie as cute as they are and as much as she accepts this happened and how much she supports them. Emi needs her own space away from them.

And that's understandable.

Izuku was just exiting his apartment with a friend of his, Hitoshi who was visiting from his hometown. He was good company and he was pleasant to be around. Emi liked him, Katsuki at first was jealous (ofc he was). Then Katsuki realized there wasnt a single gay bone in Hitoshi's body and even if there was he saw Izuku too much as a little brother to even consider him more than that.

Katsuki cornered Izuku and the greenette had looked like a deer in headlights

"K-kacchan" He stammered

Katsuki glanced at Hitoshi "Sup eye bags"

"Katsuki" Hitoshi had said boredom in his tone before he looked at Emi "Hello Emi"

She gave a small wave watching Katsuki from the corner of her eyes.

"Hey nerd, are you avoiding me?" He asked and Izuku shook his head.

Katsuki leaned out of Izuku space with a small nod and smile "Come over later, a new level of World Heroes dropped"

Izuki nodded quickly with a smile "Sure Kacchan"

Before Hitoshi and him left, apparently it was Hitoshi's last day in the city and would be returning home. Izuku and him wanted to grab lunch before Hitoshi's train had to leave.

Katsuki watched them leave with the softest look Emi had ever seen on his face. If anyone knows, Katsuki knows that he  permanently has a scowl on his face.

Emi giggled, fond of how Katsuki looked and he turned to her questioning look on his face.

"You are so smitten" she said

Katsuki shrugged ears tinted red "How can I not be?"

Emi understood. When a pull is that strong how could he not be smitten, she was sure she would have been too.

October 2xxx

It was a stormy fall day. Emi was packing her stuff as she would be moving into her new apartment soon. She had found one not too far from her current place of stay and was excited to turn the page and start a new chapter in her life. Katsuki was at work, he had been preparing for his confession for a long while now. He said it was becoming unbearable, he was tired of panicking all the time. He was tired of suppressing his feelings when all he wanted to do was shout about them from roof tops.

So Emi helped Katsuki devise a plan. Katsuki was going to set the pool area on their building up real nice (Emi thought this was genius and gave off very romantic vibes from a romance movie). Emi was going to lead him up there, were he and Katsuki would have dinner and he would confess.

Katsuki was nervous that he'd be rejected and Emi reassured him whether he was or wasn't (he wasn't Izuku obviously felt the same) he at least expressed his feelings.

She was excited for him, this new chapter in his life and she was happy she was the first to read it, witness it. She was happy to be a part of it.

Emi was happy more happy than she thought she should have been. People always tell her that she must have been upset, hurt something other than happiness. But she wasn't. Maybe as much as Katsuki, Emi felt like something was missing and that's why this had been so easy to accept.

Maybe that's why when she exited the apartment to throw out the trash and ran smack into Izuku who looked like he had been crying for days.

She felt like everything was falling into place.

"Izuku?" She questioned

Izuku turned and high tailed it right back to his apartment leaving Emi stunned. She dropped the trash and went to his door and knocked

"Zu honey... are you okay?" She asked, pressing her face to the door to har him clearer.

"I thought I could face you" Izuku answered "Look you in the eyes and tell you but I cant im so scared"

"Scared of me?"

"Scared to lose you and Kacchan"

And there she knew what this was about, Izuku was going to confess his feelings for Katsuki to her.

"You could never, Izuku open up"

"I can. If i tell you this you will hate me" a sob "i cant open the door. I can't look at you"

"Then crack it a bit. It's hard to hear"

A beat of silence before the door cracked open.

"Promise you won't hate me"

"Zu i could never"

It's true. Emi could never, no matter how much she had every right too. Emi couldn't bring herself to hate him or Katsuki. It wasn't their fault.

"I think i've fallen in love with kacchan" Izukj said "I don't know how. I don't know when. I just know around him. The world feels right, like the tilt it had, has righted itself"

Izuku sobbed and Emi sobbed  with him, because it was one thing to know that he had feelings for Katsuki under her own  speculations but to hear him admit it was something different.

"Please Emi" Izuki begged "Please don't hate me, I've never once betrayed your trust. I never once disrespected your relationship with Kacchan"

Emi knows, gods does she know. She watched them give each other lovesick looks for months. She watched them fall in love and watched how neither of them knew. So she knew, he didn't.

"I just can't hold my feelings anymore. But I don't wish to come between you two. You are one of my best friends and I'd rather die alone or never fall in love again. Then lose you simply because I fell in love with Kacchan"  Izuku said

Emi couldn't even say anything, not because she didn't have words but because Katsuki had heard everything

"Please tell me I'm not dreaming" Katsuki rasped out pushing Izuku's apartment door open "Tell me your words are true. Right now"

"K-kacchan"

"Tell me Izuku... do you love me?" Katsuki paused glancing back at Emi who simply wiped her tears and gave him a thumbs up with a big smile. "as much as I love you?"

Izuku was frozen, his large emerald eyes darting between Emi and Katsuki.

Emi mouthed words "Tell him. It's okay" to Izuku with a nod and an encouraging smile.

Izuki glanced at Katsuki and gave a robotic nod. It was all Katsuki needed, he surged forward cupping Izuku's face and kissing him. It was clumsy but Emi could tell it was filled with love.

Emi cheered tearfully for her friends. Cheered for their love, cheered for the way this seemed to breathe new life into her.

Emi had been far too happy to be hurt.

~October present time~

That's why Emi can sit at their wedding, watching them have their first dance as a married couple. 

Because Katsuki and Izuku would forever be Emi's one true pairing.

"They're so in love" Hitoshi whispered as his pressed a tender kiss to his wife's temple

"They always have been" Emi replies turning to him with a smile

Hitoshi places a hand over her showing baby bump and she places her hand over his. Their matching wedding bands catching the light.

Emi would relive and retell their love story a thousand times over. Because within theirs, is her own.

[pastelmumu]

Child of the Sea, Part 3

Wilbur stood nearby the shore as a storm was approaching; he knew that you would desperately find somewhere to hide, but you were scared.

As the water was getting out of control, you swam as fast as you can through the water, apologizing to any fish you bump into; 'Dad...he'll help me' you thought to yourself as you smiled a bit.

You swam until you saw a figure, just above the water, you beamed as you swam up; but when you looked you frowned in sadness. Wilbur was shaking as he saw you.

"Dad..?" You swam closer, "You need to drink this.." he said as he pulled out a random portion, it was purple and pink; it makes it look mesmerizing.

He shoved it into your hand, you looked at it for a while; you then slowly took off the cap, "Hurry!" Wilbur rushed you as the sky darkened, you placed the bottle to your lips and drank it, but you almost spit it out because the awful taste and the burning sensation.

As you drank the last drop, you felt really dizzy all off a sudden, "Dad...what was in this..?" You asked him but he only laughed, his pupils grew smaller as he started at you go unconscious; 'Finally' he thought to himself as he saw your tail start to fade.

"Damn, you had to take all my food just to make her tail disappear- OW!" Wilbur elbowed Tommy, but Tommy can only look at you with worry and sympathy, an unique emotion for him.

Your breathing was rapid as you felt someone pick you up, you clinged onto them, feeling cold and needing warmth.

You then opened your eyes as you heard someone creak, like its being opened, you looked around to see wallpaper and furniture; something that was rare under the sea waters.

You then felt someone place a hand on your forehead, "Well, you're awake.." you hears Wilbur say, "where am i? I'm supposed to be h-home-!" You tried to get up but you felt down immediately, you whimpered as your Tail felt limp, like you couldnt move it..

But you look to see two...? You were confused as you looked at Wilbur, he chuckled at your expression, " These thing sare called legs, it's what us humans have" you nodded as you tried to move one of your legs, instead, Wilbur grabbed on of them and softly lifted it up, and making sure you get used to the movement.

Eventually you did, and you tried walking but you almost fell down, but was caught by Wilbur, who grabbed your arms and held you close to his chest.

He then guided your legs, one moves after the other; you smiled a bit, getting used to the repeated process; you looked at him as he looked at you also, "Dad, can I walk now..?" Yoy asked Politely, he nodded at your question.

You then started following the process by putting your foot after another, catching yourself before you fell; you beamed with joy and wanted to jump, but your legs were still frail and they hurt a bit.

"Now...Since you can walk, well kinda, let's get you some clothes and I'll introduce you to some people.." Wilbur said as he opened the van door, you nodded as you slowly followed him.

YAS PART 3 IS OUT

[thenightsyouremember]

for a lot of my childhood, i was the angry annoying kid no one wanted to be around. boring, got too worked up about insignificant things, too much to be around. it seemed like everything and everyone pissed me, and then it became a game to see who could wind me up higher and how upset i would get. sometimes other kids would intentionally provoke me just to see mad i would get; cheap entertainment, i get it. and my mom would ask me whats wrong, but i could never verbalize why the things that upset me did, so instead they told me to stop being so angry all the time or i would never have any friends. so i tried. i tried to not to yell so much, but i couldnt help feeling the way i did. so i would just sit, not say a word, and try to breathe through my rage. but thats annoying too. "why are you breathing so deeply, didnt we tell you not to get mad?" "why cant you be kind and polite like your sister?" so then i started to go to my room and read a story book whenever i got upset. "why wont you spend time with your family?" "why are you always reading those books, you should be playing or studying like any other kid your age". i became the angry teenager who wouldnt talk to people, who would lock herself in an empty room and read the same book over and over and over. who spoke in the most monotonous tone of voice so people wouldnt think im angry even when im not.

then i decided that everyone else was right. i WAS too angry and too annoying and unfriendly and no one wanted to talk to me because i would push them away. so i started to spend hours in the bathroom, staring at the mirror, trying to smile like a regular person, and spent the rest of my time outside trying to figure out how to walk normally because im such a fuck up that i had to learn how to swing my arms while walking. i found out what the other kids liked to talk about, researched those a bit.

so great. now im ready to be a normal girl! make some new friends at school, they seem to like me just fine. until they meet my sister. "oh your sister is so cool, wish i was friends her instead." well, who wouldnt want that, she honestly is cool and nice. cant blame my friends for wanting to know her over me. but theyre still willing to be friends with me! a win!!

now im pursuing a specialisation in my field of work, and apparently all my friends think im always angry even when i speak of mundane things because of my flat tone of voice and general lack of facial expressions, which i thought would put people at ease, but has backfired spectacularly, because god forbid i ever make a sarcastic joke.

so. you know. time to only use my Work Voice and Work Tone and only speak of Work Related Matters, lest i scare my coworkers and get a harassment complaint filed against me.

[bish-plz-haha]

Chapter 14

"You what?" Hermione questioned. "Alright. Hold on. Let me get this straight; you wanted to break the bond three months ago. Now you dont?" She couldnt understand why, of all things, that her best friend at this point didn't want the bond to break. Before, he'd been adamant about it. Now, he was saying everything was fine as is.

"Hermione, you have to understand. Its been five months that I've been living with this bond. And it's been three months that you have been trying to find a way to break it. Things have," Harry gave a short pause, conflicting emotions running across his features. "Things have since changed and developed. And I genuinely like where I am right now with those changes. With the feelings I have."

"Harry," Hermione started, "those feelings aren't real. They're made up by whatever soul-bonding spell was cast on you two. Once we break it, you'll feel the way you used to about Malfoy. How we all still feel." Hermione tried to explain it to him but he wouldn't listen. "Harry you need to snap out of this. You're not you anymore. I frankly dont know you right now. We. Need. To. Break. This. Bond. Harry, the longer its allowed to continue, the more irreversible it'll be! We need to break it now!" She said. Behind her, Draco leaned on the door frame, just listening.

"What's all the shouting about?" He asked, looking between the two.

"I'm trying to tell Harry that we need to break this bond you two have now or it will become irreversible." She told him. Harry huffed and rolled his eyes. "Wait, Malfoy, why are you here?"

"I figured your boyfriend would've said something. I live here now. Have been for the last two months." He informed.

Hermione was gobsmacked. "How did you not tell anyone that he's been living with you!" She was on a point of anger she'd never felt before. Or rather, it was more so a mix of anger and disappointment. She was Harry's best friend. How had he not told her? Nor Ron for that matter! If he had, she's sure Ron would have told her - or at least someone. And in the wizarding community, news travelled fast.

"Wait wait wait." Draco said as he stepped further into the room, coming to stand on the side, yet directly in the middle, of the two best friends. "It's not entirely his fault. I asked him not to." Draco gave a pregnant pause. Taking a deep breath, he said, "My father broke out of Azkaban. And I really don't want him finding me." Draco informed.

"To be fair, I accidentally let it slip to Ron."

"You... you what?" Whipping her head around to stare at Harry, Hermione could feel her blood boiling beneath her skin. Her own boyfriend knew and did nor said nothing. Though, surprised at Ron for being able to keep a secret for the first time in his life, her anger did not subside.

"I'm sorry, 'Mione. But you know how everyone is. Would've wanted to move in with me the first chance they got." Harry told her. "I can perfectly well fend for myself and I have a right to decide who I want and dont want to be friends with." Hermione knew he had a point. It wasn't fair for anyone to tell Harry who he can and cannot have as a friend. Everyone was just protective of the boy who saved the wizarding world.

Sighing, she nodded. "You're right Harry. But still, you should have told someone." She told him. He nodded and apologised. Harry invited her to stay for dinner but she had politely declined. She had plans with Ron for dinner.

"Thank you though." She smiled at Harry. It wasn't her normal smile. This smile was strained by tension from the knowledge she had acquired. She talked to Harry a bit more before exiting the house and apparating home.

*

Draco smile at the girl, wishing her safe travels back home then shut the door behind her. Harry had given her a hug before seeing her off. Once the door was closed, Draco sighed and walked up the stairs. "I'm going to go to my room. I'll be down for dinner. Just send Daisy to come get me." He mumbled. Harry sent him a worried look but nodded nonetheless. He turned and walked towards the living room while Draco made his way to his room.

Draco flopped back on his bed, the fleece blankets beneath him engulfing him. Staring up at the ceiling, Draco mumbled to himself. "What should we do? What's the right thing?" He asked himself, over and over until he had a slight headache. "Accio pain potion." He said aloud. In the blink of an eye, a bottle came flying into his hands. He uncorked it and gulped it down before setting it on his bedside table and laying down, facing the ceiling, once again.

Draco knew what should be done, but, by the sounds of it, neither he nor Harry wanted it broken. At first he had resented the bond they share. He hated being linked to the golden boy - the one who could do no wrong. The man who saved the wizarding world from chaos, strife, and pain. The one who took glory from being lucky and having talented friend. It had caused him so much pain and was just an inconvenience really. But now - now it was different. He likes being linked to him. He likes feeling close with him. He likes the safe feeling he gets around the man. He likes knowing what the other is feeling - whether that be scared, happy, lonely, joyful, sad. All of it. He likes hearing the thoughts that the other leaves unguarded. The thoughts that slip through the barrier when he's concentrated on something.

Draco rolled onto his side so he was looking at the bedside table. A Howard Miller mantle clock ticked away, almost hypnotizing Draco to sleep. Sighing, he sat up. Draco knew what needed to be done; he just needed to convince the other that it was the best course of action. And that his feelings wouldnt change - no matter what Granger said. Fuck, he thought, I have to confess my feelings first anyway.

"Master?" Daisy asked as she poked her head through the cracked door. Draco looked at her. "Dinner is ready." Draco nodded and got up from the bed. He walked down the stairs very slowly, rehearsing in his head what he wanted to say. When he arrived down to the dining room though, Harry was sat in his normal seat. Something about the way the light hit him tonight made Draco stop in his tracks. Candle light strewn through the room but the candles on the table cast him in a warm glow. His glasses shimmered in the light. Fuck fuck fuck. I cant tell him.

"Hello." Harry said, pulling Draco from his thoughts. Draco nodded at him and took his seat. As per routine, Daisy brought out the food and they dug in. "We should really have our friends over at some point for dinner." Harry said as he swallowed his food and took a sip of the pumpkin juice. Draco hummed but didnt say anything. He was trying to gather up courage to confront Harry about his feelings. But more importantly the bond. They ate in silence, the occasional silverware clatter the only thing to be heard besides their soft breaths.

"Harry." Draco said as they sat with empty plates and half full glasses. "Harry, we need to talk." Draco told him. Harry was in a half standing position, pushing himself up from his chair but as he turned to look at Draco, he lowered himself back down. Draco took a deep breath. "Alright. Where to start. Okay," he cleared his throat and turned his body towards the green-eyed man, "I have feelings for you." Harry blinked.

"What?"

"Oh for Merlin's sake, I like you, you git." Realisation dawned on Harry's face before he smiled slightly.

"Oh, um, same." Harry muttered.

This next part had Draco's heart pounding and his stomach in his throat. "And that's why I think Granger is right." He waited for a reaction - anything. But nothing came. Harry just stared blankly at him. He was expecting more of an outburst, saying he's wrong. Or a wide eyed stare like Draco grew three heads. But that didnt come.

"You too, huh?" Harry mumbled as he looked down to his fidgeting hands.

"Its not for what you think. I used to hate being bonded with you. It was an inconvenience to my life. But that all changed as I got to know you. But the longer we wait, the harder it'll be to break - just as Granger said. I was looking into it myself at first but I couldn't find anything so I gave in to defeat." Draco paused, studying the man. He looked deflated. He looked broken. "But the longer it goes on, the less we'll be able to tell what really is there and what isnt. And I can tell that the feelings I hold for you are real." Draco finished. He hoped that was enough to convince the other. Because this decision wasnt solely up to him - not this time.

"I'll-I'll think about it." Harry said as he got up, grabbed his dishes and walked to the kitchen. Draco decided to let him be alone, to not interfere with his thoughts. After twenty minutes or so passed, Draco made his way to the kitchen. Harry was nowhere in sight. Draco assumed he had gone back to his room but when he had cleaned everything and was walking by the drawing room, he heard a muffled cry.

"Harry?" The sound stopped and silence began. No voice echoed from the room, not a sob. If a pin were to drop, Draco was sure it'd be heard throughout the house. "Harry, are you alright?" Finally he gave up trying and walked away. If the man wanted to be alone, he'd give him that space. Draco walked up the stairs and to his room. An owl screeched loudly as he closed the door. The poor thing was hunched into itself, feathers ruffled as it intensely stared into the room. Draco quickly walked over and let it in. He hadn't a treat to give it. The owl seemed to welcome the warmth of the room as a treat anyway. It dropped the envelope onto the dresser that sat beneath the window and perched itself onto his bed post. Draco recognised the owl as one of his mothers.

Draco, dear,

The papers have been finalised. Officially I am no longer married to your father. Speaking of, he had reached out to me two days ago asking for help. I, of course, shut him down. I was indeed tempted to call the aurors. But I thought it harsh.

Love,

Narcissa x

Draco stared at the letter. His father had contacted his mother. His mother has finalised the papers. She is officially divorced. Draco is officially a child of a broken home. He was long before now, but this is official.

Draco sighed and flopped back onto his bed, causing the owl to screech angrily at him. Draco reached up the pet the owl. Its feathers slid over his finger softly, almost like silk. He smiled and let his hand fall to rest on the bed beside his head. He stared at the ceiling, finding patterns in the texture.

Draco fell asleep shortly after. His mind racing with a million different thoughts but that night, he didnt dream.