#i love u birthdays i love u anniversaries i love u milestones i love u celebrations of growth and prosperity

[shuadotcom]

Stay ‘Till Sunrise | HJS + KMG (M)

☀ Summary: After years of pining and lusting over your best friends, your desperation finally gets the better of you and you decide enough is enough. Tonight is the night you’ll risk ruining the friendship to be with them in every way you can.

☀ Pairing: Joshua Hong x Fem!Reader x Kim Mingyu

☀ Genres & AUs: Smut, fluff, friends to lovers au, non!idol au, polyam au, porn with the barest of plots

☀ Rating: 18+ (MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED)

☀ Warnings: Profanity (especially the f bomb), alcohol, oral (f. receiving), creampie, pussy slapping (like 3 times?), squirting, spanking, hair pulling, choking, double penetration, unprotected sex, anal (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), dirty talk, kinda dom!shua, switch!gyu, subby!reader, praise and pet names (babygirl, pretty girl, darling)

☀ Words: 9.1k

☀ Note: This was a dream I had that I needed to put together in fic form and write so it will leave my head!! It’s also inspired by Ruin The Friendship by Demi Lovato! Big thank you to @sun-kore​ for being my amazing, wonderful beta! ❤️ And thank you sosososo much @playmetheclassics​ \ @classicscreations​ for this beautiful banner that I’m still obsessed with!! 😍

Tagging the lovely @the-boy-meets-evil​ because she asked 💛

Okay, you can finally admit it: you want to fuck your best friends.

Well, you want to do more than that. You want Joshua and Mingyu to take you out on dates and call you pet names no matter how corny and old-school they are. You want Mingyu to make you romantic dinners to celebrate milestones together and you want Joshua to make you a beaded bracelet every birthday filled with heart shapes and pastel colors.

You want the three of you to spend lazy mornings laying in bed, sharing body warmth and cuddling until you get hungry or someone has to pee. You want to spend holidays and anniversaries with them. You want to hold Joshua’s perfect hands and place kisses on Mingyu's perfect nose and be the most sickeningly cute, perfect polycule with them.

Every time you see a couple doing cutesy, cheesy couple things your mind always wanders to Joshua and Mingyu, imagining the three of you doing it too and your heart feels so warm at the thought.

Of course, when all of your soft thoughts of light kisses and hand-holding drift away they’re replaced with some not-so-soft thoughts.

Thoughts of Joshua using his big hands to choke you while he fucks you into your mattress and images of Mingyu’s strong arms gripping your legs hard as he makes you cum on his face over and over again. Your laundry list of dirty things you want to do with the two of them is long and extensive but then again how could it not be when they look the way they do?

You’ve known them for five years thanks to your roommate Seungcheol who’s known them for longer. Somewhere after the year three mark of knowing them, feelings for the two men morphed from friendly love for your sweet friends who do nice things for you all of the time to the realization that all of these sweet things have stacked up in your heart to accumulate to the massive, embarrassing,  crush you have on them now.

You love your whole group of friends of course, but they’ve always been the sweetest and easiest to get along with. You can always laugh at the same things as them, eat the same foods, and open up to them more than any of your other friends. Joshua and Mingyu make you feel safe and loved and cared for so of course your heart was bound to belong to them both.

They also happen to be some of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen in your life.

Your eyes wander to Mingyu at this thought at his spot in the kitchen. He’s leaning back against the counter as he waits for the popcorn in the microwave. His arms are crossed as he scrolls on his phone and his long, dark hair hangs in his face. The slightly curly locks look soft and you know they are, seeing as you use every opportunity to playfully run your fingers through them.

He reaches up then, carding his fingers through the strands and you eye the wonderful way his biceps flex when he does, the sleeves of his t-shirt very noticeably hugging his arm. The arms that are so deliciously toned and hard that let you know just how strong Mingyu is and how easily he could probably toss you around and -

The ding of the microwave jolts you out of your long-running thirst thoughts about your friend. Joshua laughs from next to you, playfully poking your side.

“Did the microwave scare you?”

“I was zoning out!”

“Clearly. What were you even thinking about that hard?”

About one of my best friends absolutely wrecking my body in the most sinful of ways.

“Uh, my uh glass is empty. I was contemplating getting up for another drink.” You nod towards your empty glass on the coffee table, your skin burning up at getting caught fantasizing. It’s not a complete lie - before you were consumed with your constant Minshua fantasies, you had in fact been thinking about getting up for another drink.

But then Mingyu got up to make popcorn and you watched him walk away in his gray sweatpants at the same time that Joshua shifted on the couch and his thigh grazed yours and yeah. That’s how you ended up in such a daze.

“Oh, I’ll make you another.”

“No! You don’t have to!” You reach out to grab the glass before he can take it, but he simply bats your hand away and snatches it at the same time he gets up from the couch.

“Nope, I’m doing it.” He sends you a smile that has your heart doing cartwheels.

God, he’s so fucking sweet. You want to suck him off so badly.

“Me too?!” Mingyu points to his half-empty cup on the coffee table. He’s returned to his spot on the couch next to you, the bowl of popcorn balancing in one hand.

“What, are your legs broken? Guess you should’ve made it when you were up.”

“You’re mean!” Mingyu accuses, a pout forming on his face.

Joshua just chuckles at him, blowing him a kiss in response as he reaches the kitchen.

You’re so in love with them it’s disgusting.

He keeps a playful smile on his face as he makes your drink and it quickly morphs into determination as he eyes the different alcohols. You haven’t looked at him straight on since he and Mingyu arrived earlier in the evening for your bi-weekly movie night. You’re still both thanking and cursing the rest of your friend group for having plans and leaving you with your two biggest weaknesses tonight.

Joshua leans over the sink to rinse out your glass and the button-down he’s wearing - that’s already undone way too far in your opinion - exposes more of his smooth chest and it takes everything in you not to gape so openly. He’s nowhere as big as Mingyu, but you know for certain they’ve gone to the gym many times together and you know Joshua’s also built in a way that has you blushing and kicking your feet like a mad woman. He’s constantly wearing shirts that show off all of the honeyed skin of his neck, just begging to be covered in marks. And oh how badly do you want those marks to come from your lips and teeth.

“Can I put something else on?” Mingyu directs the question at both of you but is reaching over you already to grab the remote.

His body is so warm and he smells so good and you’re back to focusing on him again. The urge to reach out and cup his face just to gaze at him up close is strong, but you keep yourself composed.

“If you put on Spiderman one more time, I’m going to bite you,” you warn him, watching him open the search bar on the streaming menu.

“Come on! Every time we have movie night you and Shua try to put on too many scary movies!”

“The last one wasn’t even scary, it was just a thriller.” You roll your eyes at the man. “Don’t be a baby.” Your friends, especially you and Joshua, always tease the younger man about how whiny he gets when anyone puts anything remotely scary around him. Unfortunately for him, both you and Joshua love them and it’s two versus one tonight.

“It was a horror thriller! I saw the categories when it was over!” Mingyu continues leaning over you even after the remote is in his hand, so when he tilts his head back to look at you upside down, he’s so incredibly close enough to see every detail on his perfect face.

You’re the target of his pout this time, his plush lips looking oh-so inviting. Delusion kicks in at that moment and you swear you see Mingyu’s eye drift to your mouth too, neither of you moving away from one other.

Is he moving towards you right now? Kissing upside down seems hard and logistically, not that simple, but you’d never dream of rejecting Mingyu in this universe or any other.

“Move your big head!” Joshua interrupts whatever this was when he returns, waving your drink in front of your face. “Alright Y/n, I demand that you give me feedback on my bartending skills immediately.”

Mingyu jolts up, reaching quickly for a handful of popcorn and shoving it into his mouth. He gives Joshua a look that you can’t decipher. It’s quick and you nearly miss it, but it definitely looks like something. Ignoring it, you take your glass from Joshua, and he watches as you sip your drink, waiting for your verdict.

“It’s perfect,” you finally say and he breaks into a brilliant smile.

“I know.” He says rather smugly. “I always know what you like.” Joshua sends you a wink and you guess it’s that coupled with his words that conjure up a version of Joshua whispering that into your ear as he fucks you hard, knowing exactly how you like it and how to touch you.

To drown out the thirst and desperation in your head you start to chug the drink, aware of both men watching you gulp it down in record time.

“Be careful there, Y/n. I know it’s good but don’t get ahead of yourself.” Joshua’s hand finds your knee which doesn’t help you at all with the state that you’re in.

Clumsy hands reach out for the remote, announcing to them that you’ll be finding something to put on which steers the conversation into another debate of what to watch. You’re thankful for it because quite frankly, you need all the distractions you can get.

It’s nearly one in the morning when you suggest to them that they stay the night. None of you are drunk per se, but they are buzzed so driving home is off the table. Joshua suggests that they’ll take a rideshare since they don’t live far from each other, but you shoot that down.

“That’s stupid, just stay the night. We can keep hanging out.” You punctuate your words with your best pout to lay it on thick. To be honest, you’ve been debating all night if you want to make any moves to suggest you want to do more with them than watch movies but you haven’t decided yet and want a little more time. Plus you just don’t want to stop being around them.

“Fine, we'll stay.” Joshua decides for both of them. It hadn’t taken long at all for him to give in.

“Good!”

With that settled, you all take a movie intermission for bathroom breaks and showers before resuming. Since you’re in for the night you want to be more comfortable - and you need a second to try and get your mind sorted.

This wouldn’t be the first time that any of your guy friends stayed at your apartment for various reasons, so you’re able to fish out some extra sweats and shirts for them that have been left behind for various reasons.

Once you’re in your room with your door shut tight you pull off your clothes and get ready to shower. Now more than ever you’re thankful that when you and Seungcheol played rock, paper scissors to see who’d get the master bedroom, you won.

Speaking of your roommate, you think about him and send a text message as the water for your shower warms up. He went home for his brother’s birthday which gave you the blessing and the curse of being alone with the two men who are showering only a few feet away from you.

[Y/n] Cheol, are you up?

[Choi Seungcheollie] Yeah I’m up. The party is still raging on and my brother is absolutely wasted. He’s this close to getting us kicked out of this club 🙄

[Choi Seungcheollie] Why are you still up? Did Mingyu and Joshua leave already?

[Y/n] No, they're sleeping over. We’re not drunk off our asses but they def can’t be driving

[Choi Seungcheollie] They’re sleeping over huh? 🤔

[Choi Seungcheollie] Is tonight the night you’ll finally become the meat in the Mingyu and Joshua sandwich of your dreams?????

[Y/n] Stopppppppp I’m scared 😩 If I confess and they don’t feel the same our friendship is fucked you know this

[Choi Seungcheollie] You’re so dramatic. They worship the ground you walk on already, remember? Ask anyone.

[Choi Seungcheollie] Text Jeonghan I’m sure he’ll tell you the same

You most certainly will not be texting Jeonghan. You may also be close to him, but he still won’t hesitate to blackmail you to confess if he knew your current situation.

[Y/n] I’d rather risk potentially ruining the friendship myself than get that fucking villain involved

[Choi Seungcheollie] Fair point. Then all I’ll say is to just DO IT. It’ll go fine. You’ve been pining over them for literal years and I know these guys. This won’t be the end of your friendship.

[Choi Seungcheollie] Maybe just start with something small and see how they react.

You roll Seungcheol’s words around in your head. The desire weighing heavy in your stomach for them is the most it’s been in a long time. The fear of rejection and driving a wedge in between the three of you has kept your mouth shut all this time, but you’re really going through it tonight with the way you’re quite literally craving them. If you can come up with something small then it could be easier for you to read them.

[Y/n] Fine, I'll figure something out. If I get my heart broken expect a hysterical voice memo later!!

[Choi Seungcheollie] Good luck, Y/n! I’ll be here if you need me ❤️

After taking a quick shower, you finally decide the best course of action is your choice of pajamas. Instead of the cute cow set that you bought recently you decide on a black cotton night shirt that stops somewhere under your asscheeks with the matching panties that can easily be seen when you bend over - even just a little bit. Seungcheol said something subtle and you feel as though seducing them in your underwear is the most blatant yet wordless way of doing so.

Giving yourself a quick once over, you decide that forgoing a bralette is the most logical choice for your desired endgame, and make your way back out into the living room. Both men are on the couch looking at something on Mingyu’s phone when you enter and you watch as Joshua does a double take when looking up at you. He tries to subtly get Mingyu to notice you, but the latter isn’t too good with that, so Mingyu’s eyes on you are much more obvious.

“You guys showered already?” Your question is innocent, as is the way you ease into your seat between them. But, you do go out of your way to lift your night shirt so you don’t sit on it, exposing your panties as you sit.

“Yeah. We were just trying to decide if we wanted to order food.” Joshua’s words sound a little distant and a glance out of the corner of your eye tells you why. His gaze keeps darting between the tv and the expanse of your thighs that are exposed. The nightshirt is already short, but it’s risen nearly to the tops of your thighs when sitting. On your other side, Mingyu’s phone is still in front of his face but he’s doing a terrible job at pretending he isn’t looking at you.

Putting on a short shirt was the best plan of action you could conjure up on the fly, but it seems to be working.

“Up to you guys. I’ve got more snacks if you don’t wanna wait.” Both men make noises of acknowledgment but don’t make another move other than Joshua resuming to flip through Netflix.

Not a single part of you is paying attention to what Joshua puts on tv. It’s an anime you’ve seen but the men on either side of you are all you focus on. You’re no femme fatale in the slightest and your flirting could use some serious work, but you’d like to think their change in demeanor is a good thing. You continue shifting on the couch so that different parts of you graze against the two of them and each man reacts, albeit differently.

Mingyu lets out a lot of stifled sounds of surprise while Joshua clears his throat each time an arm or leg touches him but neither of them moves away or tries to create distance which keeps your small bout of confidence from fizzling out.

Eventually, your urge to make a bolder move is strong so you decide to be a little more blatant.

“I’m gonna grab a snack, do you guys want anything?”

“Nope.”

“No.” They rush their answers out in unison and you can’t help but smile to yourself.

You pull yourself up from the couch slowly, leaning forward as you do so the back of your shirt rides up and you know for sure your panties are visible. To up the ante, you drop your phone on the floor in front of the couch.

“Oops.” Before you can talk yourself out of it, you hold your breath and bend at the waist to pick it up, ass on full display. Mingyu lets out what sounds like a whimper from behind you, but you’re too nervous to turn around so phone in hand, you beeline for the kitchen, your back still turned to them.

Nerves are starting to outweigh the rush of horniness the night has brought you. What if you throw yourself at them and they completely turn you away? What if you do too much and it makes one or both of them so uncomfortable that it ruins your dynamic? The end result of the idea of confessing to them loops back around as it always does and you’re close to backing out as you always do and retreating to the safety of your room where you can daydream of what-ifs and touch yourself in peace.

“Hey, Y/n,” You almost jump out of your skin at the sound of Mingyu’s voice so close behind you. You hadn’t even heard him approach but you very much feel him. His broad chest is pressed against your back, his body heat rolling off of him in waves.

“H-hey,” Hopefully he doesn’t hear the way your voice trembles.

“You’ve been standing here for a while. Do you need help getting something?”

Truth be told, you have no idea how long exactly you’ve been standing in front of the cabinet. At the moment your brain is having trouble keeping up with much of anything other than how close your best friend is to you.

“Uh, um,” your eyes dart to the open cabinet in front of you, landing on the bag of cookies that are on a top shelf, out of your reach. When you say this to Mingyu, he leans forward, his torso pushing against yours, effectively pinning you against the counter as he reaches over your head. He smells so good and feels so warm and firm, your head is dizzy at all of these sensations hitting you at once.

“Here.” Minygu brings the bag of cookies to your eyesight, the snack right in front of you, but neither of you moves. Both of you seem to be holding your breath, waiting for the other to do something.

“Mingyu, I -” Your sentence ends with a choke as Mingyu jolts his hips forward, the bulge in his sweatpants poking you.

He retracts his hips quickly, almost so quickly that for a second you nearly believe maybe it didn’t happen, but you know what you felt. That’s why you decide in an instant to move your hips back to meet his crotch. Mingyu makes a hissing noise behind you, but again, neither of you moves away.

“Hey, we had a deal!” Joshua’s voice is what finally has you and Mingyu separating, the forgotten bag of cookies falling to the floor.

“Shit, sorry! I couldn’t help it!” Mingyu stamps his foot on the ground. You’d have found the gesture cute if you weren’t so confused.

“A deal?” You pipe up, neither man hearing you.

“I knew when you came into the kitchen you couldn’t be trusted.”

“I really did want to come to get something to drink! I just got distracted because she’s wearing that!”

“Likely story.”

“What are you guys talking about?!” You yell, both of them finally paying attention to you. They exchange a look. “And don’t do that annoying man telekinesis shit. I saw you do it earlier tonight  - tell me the truth!”

“We agreed that neither of us would go after you since we both like you!” Mingyu blurts in a rush, unable to meet your eyes.

“You what?”

“We just didn’t wanna fuck up our friendship with each other and you of course. We care about you and didn’t want to make things messy.”

Blinking at Joshua’s words, the wheels in your head work overdrive to comprehend what they’re saying.

“I’m sorry, you both like me?”

“I know it sounds weird, I got drunk at Chan’s birthday party last year and told Joshua when you were dancing with Soonyoung.”

“And then I told him I liked you too because I was also drunk and we promised neither of us would act on it and just hope our crushes went away.”

Wordlessly, you take in their confessions. You can’t believe you’ve been breaking your own heart this whole time. Ignoring your feelings, stressing over them, willing them gone for nothing. And to think, you wanted to seduce them so badly tonight when all you probably had to do was tell them and they’d take care of you.

“You’re not mad at us, right? I’m sorry if you think we’re creepy or whatever, we can totally leave!” Mingyu looks like a kicked puppy as he anticipates your answer, likely expecting a negative response.

“You guys are not leaving.” You finally say, both men looking surprised. “I’ve been talking myself out of liking you two for the last like two years and you’ve been into me this whole time. There’s no way I’m going to let you just leave after we’ve gotten all this out in the open.”

“I - you like us too? Both of us?” Joshua looks as surprised as you probably do.

“Both of you. A lot.” They share another look.

“So… what do we do?” Joshua starts. “I mean I’m fucking stoked that you just said that, but what do we actually do?”

“I’m open to the three of us, you know, being a thing.”

“Like, you date me, but also Joshua and we all date each other?” You nod at Mingyu’s words, holding your breath at their reaction.

A beat of silence goes by, neither man speaking before Joshua decides.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” You and Mingyu ask in unison.

“Okay, we can all date. It’s a win-win-win. I get to call Y/n my girlfriend finally and Mingyu is lucky enough to say he’s dating a catch like me.”

“Yah, you’re the lucky one! Do you how many people wanna date me? I’m a model for a reason, thank you very much.”

“Posting selfies and outfit of the day TikToks doesn’t make you a model, Gyu.”

“If I get paid to show this face then it’s modeling! Don’t be a hater.” Mingyu clicks his tongue.

“Hey!” Again you interrupt their bickering. “I really, really like both of you so much and I want to do so many dumb boyfriend-girlfriend things with y’all, and we can work out the dynamics of this whole thing tomorrow, but right now I am so insanely horny and I’d really like it if you guys could fuck me.”

Your best friends - now boyfriends? - gape at you and take too long to respond, so to speed things along you close your eyes and start to lift your nightshirt, stopping to expose your bare breasts to them. Both sets of brown eyes in front of you take in your half-naked form.

“Please,” you whine, peeking an eye open. You don’t care who moves first - you just wish one of them would.

Something in Joshua’s expression changes and his usual sweet face turns dark as he crosses the small distance between you two, his hands cupping your face as he smashes your lips together.

Kissing Joshua is heavier than you anticipate. His lips easily and skillfully take over yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth without much resistance on your end. Your body presses forward against his like a magnet and you need to grip his shirt to steady yourself against him. He holds your face with a tenderness that is a stark contrast to the way he’s desperately ravishing your lips.

“Fuck, I’m finally kissing you,” Joshua sighs in between kisses and you hum in agreement.

You get lost in the whirlwind that is finally making out with Joshua, but the feeling of another set of hands on your body snaps you back to reality. Mingyu has silently met the two of you in the middle of the kitchen, efficiently trapping you between both men. His just as soft lips ghost over your neck as his arms, almost trembling, wrap around your waist.

Mingyu has always been one of the softest men you’ve ever known. He’s a big boy with big arms and an even bigger heart. You can feel the nervousness and hesitancy radiating off of him. Prying your fingers from the death grip they have on Joshua’s shirt, you move one hand down to lie on top of Mingyu’s. Immediately your fingers slip between his to grip his hand tightly and let him know how okay with this you are and how safe he is here with all of you together like this.

It must’ve been the reassurance he needs because the next thing you feel is Mingyu’s teeth as they begin nibbling harder at the skin on your neck, clearly intending to leave marks. He pulls your hips back so you meet his erection digging into your lower back.

A whimper escapes you as your brain teeters on the brink of shutting off the more Mingyu leaves you reminders of tonight and the more Joshua kisses every breath out of you.

At some point, Joshua finally comes up for air, both of you panting for dear life. Mingyu spins you around and replaces Joshua’s mouth with his, his hands opting to grip your hips as he melds his lips with yours. Where Joshua’s kiss was dominant and thoughtful, Mingyu’s is soft yet desperate. Between moments to breathe, he slips in little nibbles on your bottom lip and kisses you as if he’ll never get another chance, which couldn’t be further from the truth.

Your fingers dart up to tangle in his midnight hair, tugging on the soft strands by the root.

“Fuck, Y/n…” Your name falls from Mingyu’s mouth in a groan and it’s probably the best thing you’ve heard in your life.

Wanting to hear it once more, you pull again, and he whimpers your name again. You go in for a third time, but he doesn’t let you. Instead, Mingyu swoops down with lips still attached to yours as he grabs hold of your thighs and quickly scoops you up off of the ground, plopping you on the kitchen counter.

“Wanna taste you so bad.” Mingyu pleads between kisses. His words shoot straight to your pussy and you nod your head so fast you nearly give yourself whiplash.

The sound of Joshua’s chuckle draws your attention up and to him. As Mingyu kisses down your body, inching your panties down on the way, Joshua holds your gaze.

He’s a sight directly out of your usual fantasies. A red hue fans out across the expanse of his neck, up to his round cheekbones, and reaches his pouty lips as he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. Your eyes desperately follow his hand as it reaches up to push back his already messy hair, then moves back down to grip his obvious erection. He rubs himself a few times through his sweatpants, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Shua…” You mewl, hand feebly reaching for him.

“What is it, pretty girl?”

You falter at the pet name that falls from his lips so easily - and in a tone that you’re not used to from him.

“I - I want you. I - ohhhhh.”

Mingyu’s lips wrap around your clit and suck hard - any semblance of a sentence you had in mind withers away. His fingers dig into your thighs to keep a grip on you as his thick tongue alternates between lapping at your clit and darting in and out of you. The sounds of Mingyu eating you out like a man starved fills the kitchen, making you dizzy.

“Fuck, Gyu!” Mingyu’s tongue is sinful as he laps at you, making a mess of you even more than you already are. “So good….you’re so good.” Your hands find Mingyu’s hair and tug on the strands again causing the younger man to moan into you as he starts eating you out even rougher, his teeth nipping at your sticky skin and his nose bumping into your clit.

Joshua is next to you suddenly, his soft hands running up your thighs and under your nightshirt. He eases the fabric off of you and tosses it elsewhere. He’s immediately cupping your face again, pulling you in to capture your lips once more. His other hand moves down to grab your breast, kneading and squeezing with the right force to have you panting in his mouth.

Having both men on you like this, touching you everywhere you need it, kissing you everywhere you need it, has you approaching your orgasm quicker than you think you ever have before.

“Gyu baby, Shua, fuck, I-I’m gonna -” For the second time tonight they have you faltering, this time it’s because Joshua pulls away at the same time that he grips Mingyu’s hair and yanks his head from between your legs. Mingyu lets out a groan that meshes with your noise of frustration.

“Why?!” The man still kneeling pouts, looking almost devastated.

“I think this’ll work best in Y/n’s bedroom.” The words barely leave Joshua’s mouth before Mingyu is clambering up from the floor, lifting you from the counter, and placing you onto the floor. He intertwines your fingers and practically drags you to your bedroom.

“Mingyu, there’s no rush!” You try and reassure him, but he has you on your bed almost immediately as you enter the room and is kissing you again.

“I know, baby girl, but I need you so bad. I’ve dreamed about eating you out for fucking ever and you taste so good and I just need to do it before I explode.”

You can’t argue with that so after one more bruising kiss, Mingyu shuffles down the bed and gets comfortable between your legs before diving back in, his tongue thrusting into you once more. Who are you to deny a beautiful man practically begging to eat your pussy? Plus if Mingyu keeps calling you baby girl the way he did, you’ll let him do damn near anything.

Joshua comes into the room then, eyes fixated on the sight before him. You have enough strength amidst Mingyu consuming your soul through your coochie to reach out and stop Joshua before he climbs onto the bed.

“C-clothes off. It’s not - ahh - uh, it’s not fair th-that I’m the only one naked.” Your sentence is capped off with a moan as Mingyu sucks particularly hard.

“Hmmm. I should make you ask me nicer than that,” Joshua teases, pretending to think but it’s only for a second. “But I think I’ll let it slide this time. Next time I won’t be so nice.” The smirk he sends your way is lethal and has you clenching around Mingyu’s eager tongue.

Joshua makes quick work of pulling off his shirt and pants. You can barely marvel at the expanse of the smooth skin of his abs and the sheer size of his cock because Mingyu makes you cum then.

“Oh fuck, yes!” It hits you like a train and your body tingles as you cry out his name. You grip your sheets so hard that your fingers hurt as he peppers kisses all over your pussy, moaning after each smooch.

“You sound so good when you cum, pretty girl. Doesn’t she, Gyu?”

“Fuck, yeah. She does.”

“I wanna hear you cum again, darling. Can you do that for us?” Joshua’s tone is full of honey and sweetness as he licks his fingers and brings them to your clit. You nearly leap off the bed as he begins rubbing circles against you, wetness pooling between your legs as soon as he finds a steady pace.

“Joshua!” You squirm under his touch, both wanting him to stop due to the sensitivity and silently begging him for more.

“I think she wants more, Shua.” Mingyu muses, his breath feeling dangerously close to your inner thigh again.

“Oh yeah? Is that what you want, darling?”

“Mmhmm! Please!”

“Please what?” You wrench your eyes open to look down at them. Mingyu apparently shed his clothes in the time it took for your post-orgasm haze to clear. His hair is a mess and his pupils are blown wide as he stares, eyes darting between your core and your face. Joshua on the other hand is only staring right at you, his brown eyes full of desire as he skillfully rubs your clit, waiting for your response.

“P-please make me cum again,” it’s more a mumble than anything, feeling flustered at having both of them with their attention on you.

In response to the feeble attempt at begging, Joshua smacks your mound, the sting rushing through you deliciously. “You can do better than that, pretty girl. Wanna try again?” Another sharp smack follows and you squeal.

“Please, please make me cum again!” It’s almost a sob this time which seems to please Joshua because the next thing you feel is one of his long fingers slipping into your entrance, immediately having you buck your hips to meet his hand.

“So needy,” he coos at you, heat spreading over you even more, this time in embarrassment.

It doesn’t take long for Joshua to be able to slip another finger in, stretching you out even more. As he fucks you with his fingers, leaving you panting like an animal underneath him, he adjusts his position on his knees and leans up to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

“Fuuuuuuck!” Your second orgasm is fast approaching with the added stimulation, but it’s not until Mingyu decides to lean down and once again suction his mouth over your clit do you arch almost painfully off the bed, a garble of curses all that’s able to leave your mouth. The heat pools in your belly hot and heavy and this time it feels so much more intense than the first.

This time when you cum, an honest to god shriek rips from you, everything feels too fucking good and your senses going into overdrive. You feel your orgasm spilling out of you as you squirt for maybe only the second time in your life.

“Holy shit, Y/n. You just squirted all over me,” Mingyu marvels.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” Joshua finishes and Mingyu hums in agreement. You’re aware that they’re praising you and you’re giddy about it as the fog in your brain settles and eases away.

“How are you feeling, baby girl?” Mingyu checks in with you after you’ve had time to come down. “Do you want to stop? Because we definitely can.”

“Yeah, this can be it for tonight if you want it to be.”

“No!” You tiredly object, shaking your head furiously. “I’ve wanted this forever. Please fuck me? Shua, Gyu - ‘want you both so bad.” You hope your words convey your need for both of them, adding in a low-effort pout for good measure.

They both look at each other, having another one of their telepathic conversations without you. Instead of saying anything, you open your knees, sopping cunt on display to show them just how much you mean what you say.

A few seconds tick by before Joshua speaks. “Who do you want first?”

“Both of you.”

“Are you sure?”

“A thousand, million times yes. Please don’t make me beg anymore, you said you were being nice to me this time.” You hope you’re batting your eyelashes enough to encourage them to scoop you up and finally do something.

Thankfully it works as both men move into action, maneuvering you and themselves into a position that works best. You all agreed on no condoms since you’re all clean and you’re well-protected yourself.

Joshua’s underneath you as you straddle him, his lips moving sloppily against yours as Mingyu kneels behind you. Joshua has done a good job of distracting you with groping and kissing as Mingyu preps you, already one finger deep in your ass.

When he adds more lube and eases in a second finger, you hiss against Joshua’s mouth at the added stretch.

“Ssh, you’re doing so good pretty girl.” More praise is sung by Joshua as he massages your tits.

“Our good, pretty girl,” Mingyu adds from behind, the other hand that isn’t working you open rubs, and gently kneads your ass cheeks, both men working to relax you.

Their words and touches help, and soon, Mingyu is pulling his fingers from you and tapping the swollen, lubed-up head of his dick against your puckered hole.

“I’ll go slow,” he reassures you as he does. Slowly, he starts to push into you, this stretch stinging so much more. When you let a whimper slip, Joshua’s hold around your middle tightens, keeping you close to him and peppering your face in kisses.

Fuck, Mingyu is big. You finally had a chance to see what you were in for as you were all getting into position and this would certainly be a feat for you - quickly seeing how literally everything about Mingyu is big. You already knew this would be a stretch you’ve never felt.

Mingyu is true to his word and pushes into you gradually, inch by tantalizing inch. It seems like hours go by before he’s fully sheathed inside of you, neither of you moving until everyone is in position.

“Doing okay, darling?” Taking a deep breath you nod at Joshua and he gives you another kiss before lifting his hips, lining himself up with your pussy, and pushing in, just as carefully as Mingyu had. Joshua’s cock isn’t as big as Mingyu, but it’s still impressive enough and plenty thick, the girth alone stretching your walls almost painfully.

Once he’s buried in all the way, no one moves, letting you adjust. Your eyes slip closed as you register how impossibly full you feel and take in how heavy all of you are breathing as you wait.

“Please move,” you finally stutter.

Both of them give your body a shallow thrust to test and that alone has a long, drawn-out moan spilling out of you. Gradually, their thrusts get faster and rougher, giving you more and more until they’re both full-on drilling into you, your body jolting back and forth so fast you can barely keep up.

The wet, squishing sounds of your arousal and the lube fill the room along with the smacks of skin on skin and the harsh spanks Mingyu has started leaving on your ass.

“You’re taking us so well, baby girl,” Mingyu pants out, his hands feeling like fire as they press indents into your skin.

“So, so well, pretty girl. I didn’t know you could take two cocks at the same time,” Joshua’s words are breathy as he bucks his hips up into yours, but they’re no less dirty and teasing.

“I-I’m so f-full…” To your ears, your words sound like gibberish as they both find the perfect rhythm that has your eyes rolling back.

“Yeah? You like being stuffed like this? Two cocks shoved inside of you?” Joshua’s hands are still wrapped around you to hold you steady, punctuating his words with sharp rolls of his hips.

“You like both of us abusing your tight little holes?” Those words come from Mingyu and are punctuated with his fingers in your hair this time, his nails scraping your scalp.

“Yes! Fuck yes, fill me up,” The all too familiar heat starts to churn in your stomach, your walls clenching around both of them as you feel your orgasm brewing. “I’m so fucking close, please!” It’s a needy cry but both of them hear you, their paces becoming quicker and rougher. Mingyu’s fingers stayed buried in your hair, pulling you up just enough to expose your neck. One of Joshua’s big hands moves to grip your neck, using it for leverage to snap his hips up more.

“Gonna cum for us again, pretty girl?” You can’t nod well with his hand where it is, but you hope he at least hears the ‘yes’ that you rasp out between the whines and moans you’ve been letting out.

Your hands, which have been holding you up, start to wobble at the force they’re fucking into you, but you still do your best to move one up to rest over Joshua’s still on your neck. You squeeze around it to try and indicate to him what you want.

“Oh? I think our girl likes to be choked, Gyu.” Involuntarily, you clench and Joshua falters in his pace a little. “Fuck, she just squeezed me so hard - that must be a yes.”

“I think she likes getting her hair pulled too.” Mingyu tugs hard at his words and you manage out a pathetic squeak in response.

Now that they both know what you like, they don’t hold back as they take you to the end. Mingyu tugs your hair so hard it burns, but you like the pain so it pushes you closer.

“Oh, oh oh! Gonna c-cum!” And then you do, with Joshua’s fingers around your neck tightening, succeeding in cutting off your air as you cum for a third time. Your mouth opens in a silent scream, fireworks exploding behind clenched eyelids, and your body goes rigid as the pleasure engulfs you.

“Shit… fuck!” Mingyu cums right after you, not bothering to pull out as he shoots his hot load into you. His groans turn into breathless sighs of your name until he begins slowing down, fucking his cum back into with shallow thrusts.

When Joshua cums next, he releases the grip on your neck so you can greedily gulp air back into your lungs. Both of Joshua’s hands hold your thighs, his nails biting into the skin, as he bucks up into you one, two, three more times before pulling out and cumming between your bodies. His whines are just as desperate as you and Mingyu’s as he empties himself, relishing in the feeling of his dick pressed between your sticky bodies.

Your shared, ragged breaths fill the room, their hips slowing to a leisurely pace until eventually, they stop moving altogether. Mingyu takes his time easing himself out of you and you feel his cum trickle down your ass, earning a groan from behind you. Now that you’re empty again, your eyelids fall shut, draping yourself completely over Joshua’s body.

You hear him chuckle from under you, your body wants so badly to drift off to sleep.

He can tell, because Joshua doesn’t let you do so, telling you everyone needs to clean up first. You try to object, wanting to power down right there, but they will hear nothing of it.

Mingyu is tasked with taking you to the shower and cleaning you up while Joshua changes your extremely soiled sheets. You spend most of the shower leaning against Mingyu’s chest, but he’s more than happy to do most of the work to clean you.

Joshua comes in at some point and fits himself into the small shower with both of you, sandwiching you between both men once again. His gentle hands rub circles on your back, applying light pressure to your sorest muscles.

When everyone is clean again, Mingyu helps you out of the shower and wraps you in a towel, starting to dry you off. He removes your shower cap - which you luckily weren’t too fucked out to forget to tell him you needed - and leans down to place a small kiss on your nose. Mingyu smiles from ear to ear at the giggle you let out and he can’t help but give you a few more pecks all over the rest of your face.

He and Joshua help you back to your bedroom and you immediately crawl into bed, your satin pillowcase practically calling your name.

“Wait, Y/n, what pajamas do you want?”

Shaking your head at Joshua, you finally reach the top of your sheets and burrow into the bed. “No pajamas. I usually sleep naked when Cheol is out of the apartment.”

“Say no more!” Mingyu flops himself down onto the bed without a second thought, efficiently trapping you under the covers.

“Gyu, let me out!”

“Not until you say something nice to me!”

You let out a laugh and feel around the covers to try and find his sides. “Now it makes sense why you always want to be babied - you have a praise kink!” When you find what feels like his toned torso, you grab at him, tickling him the best you can through the fabric.

Mingyu lets out a shrill yelp and flings himself off of the bed to avoid your hands. Joshua bursts into laughter along with you and moves to uncover you from the bed linen. Your first sight is his beautiful smile, his eyes crinkling into the most perfect half-moon shapes. Whenever Joshua looks at you like this - his most beautiful, carefree self - you want so badly to kiss him and experience the moment with him. This time, you remember that now you can do that and so you do. Without a second thought, Joshua is kissing you back, a smile still on his lips as you melt into him. Everything about tonight has felt so perfect - especially this moment right here.

“Hey, me next!” Mingyu whines as the bed dips next to you as he climbs under the covers. You and Joshua pull away, the stars in his eyes twinkling at you, and he lets you go to give your attention to Mingyu.

“I didn’t realize I was getting such a bratty boyfriend,” you tease as you turn to face him, his arms zipping out to wrap around you and pull you close.

“Don’t act so surprised. You’ve known me long enough that you should’ve known. And now it’s too late and you’re stuck with me!” Mingyu winks at you, swooping down to kiss you. It’s true - your beautiful boy has been a big baby from the first day you met him when he whined to Wonwoo about sharing one of his books with him.

“You’re lucky I think you’re too cute to say no to you.” You get the words out in between kisses and chuckles.

“You say that as if you don’t use your cuteness for evil just like him.” Joshua accuses as he flips off the bedroom light, your automatic nightlight across the room glowing a soft orange. He’s last to climb into bed, moving to spoon you with an arm around your waist.

“When do I do that?!”

Scoffing, he gives you a pointed look as he leans on his elbow to look down at you. “All the time! Yesterday when we were at that sushi place you batted your cute little eyelashes at me every time my sushi got to the table and you wanted a taste.” Okay, he’s got you there - you had intentionally pulled out the big guns to taste everything new he ordered.

“Yeah well, maybe you shouldn’t let yourself be swayed so easily.”

“Wow, I can’t believe you just victim-blamed me!”

“And I’ll do it again!”

Mingyu cracks up, his whole body shaking as he laughs.

“Hey, don’t encourage her!”

“But she’s funny and cute!”

“Tsk, tsk. Don’t be so defiant baby boy.” Mingyu chokes on his spit at Joshua’s teasing, staring wide-eyed at the older man from over your head.

“You’re so evil! I remember when you first moved to Korea - you were so sweet! I blame Jeonghan!”

“How about all of us are equally cute and Jeonghan is the root of all evil and now we can go to bed okay? Y’all bicker too loudly to sleep through.” You efficiently silence them, Mingyu sticking his tongue out at Joshua in the dim light but that’s the end of it. Goodnights are passed around and you get two goodnight kisses, one on your forehead and one on your cheek. That’s all you need to fall asleep, surrounded by so much warmth.

Sunlight peeks through your blinds in the morning and when you adjust in your sleep, it leaks through your eyelids. You squint your eyes open a crack, glaring at the offending rays. After blinking a few times to adjust to the light, you glance down, smiling warmly at the sight. Mingyu’s much larger body is attached to your side, his long limbs wrapped and tangled in yours. You can’t see his face from this angle, but his slow breathing lets you know he’s still asleep, shuffling just a bit as he snuggles closer into your chest.

You turn your head to the opposite side, both to get away from the streaks of the sun and to see Joshua’s sleeping face. His eyes are still closed, and the corner of his plush lips are curled up a little, even as he’s dreaming. For what feels like the hundredth time since last night, you’ve felt like this whole thing is a dream, finally having the men you care about the most here with you like this.

“Morning, pretty girl,” Joshua whispers suddenly and you can’t help but jump. You hadn’t realized you had zoned out staring at him.

“Morning, Shua.” He opens his eyes and meets yours, your skin heating up under his gaze. “I didn’t mean to stare!”

“Oh, that’s too bad because I was staring at you on purpose before you woke up.” He winks at you, succeeding in flustering you.

“You’re just going to spend this whole relationship being a worse flirt than you were before last night aren’t you!”

“Mmhmm. And just like Gyu said, it’s too late and you’re stuck with me!” Joshua’s expression turns wicked, mischief clear on his face.

“Shua no, Gyu’s still asleep!” Joshua doesn’t listen, because of course he doesn’t, and digs his fingers into your sides, tickling you. “N-No!” You can’t help but scream, trying to squirm away from him.

Your sudden yell has Mingyu’s head springing up, bleary-eyed but still panicking. “What’s going on?!”

A sudden commotion in the hallway catches your attention and Seungcheol comes barrelling into your open room, hands raised in fight mode. “Y/n are you alright?!” He freezes when he sees you, Mingyu, and Joshua, wrapped up in your sheets, also frozen and staring back at him. “Oh. I thought you were being hurt.” His tone is flat as he drops his fists.

“Cheol, you’re back early! I thought you wouldn’t be back until the evening.” His lack of reaction upon walking into this has some of your embarrassment starting to ebb away.

“Yeah, my brother and I had a fight so I ended up leaving early. I just got home a few minutes ago.”

“Aw, I’m sorry to hear that. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Your roommate snorts, his eyebrows raising at you. “You don’t exactly seem to be in the position to talk about my feelings, Y/n.”

“Oh. Well, give me a few minutes and we’ll get up and we can come sit down with you!”

“Nah, Jeonghan is expecting me at his place. I was texting him last night about our fight so he said I can come over when I got in. I just wanted to drop my suitcase off.”

“You texted him first about the fight?! Why not me?!” You huff at him. Seungcheol always confided in you first - since you lived together it just came naturally that you vent to each other first when something upsets you.

“Now be for real, Y/n - you were clearly quite busy after we texted last. Would you have answered me if I texted you at like three?” The struggle to try and remember when exactly Mingyu had started eating you out in the kitchen is real and you can’t come up even a guess of what time that was. “That’s what I thought. See you kids later and stay safe!”

The three of you say your goodbyes, listening to his retreating footsteps before you hear him stop.

“Oh, and if you get a bunch of messages in the group chat all of a sudden, you may wanna just mute it.” He calls down the hall.

Frowning, you share a look with Mingyu and Joshua before answering. “What? Why?”

You almost ask him again, thinking he left without answering, but then he quickly rushes the answer. “Because Jeonghan started a betting pool when he figured out - on his own may I add - that you liked Joshua and Mingyu and he wanted to see how long it would take you to confess to them and I have to tell him he lost!” He speaks fast, but you still hear every word.

“He what?! Seungcheol get back here!” Instead of an answer, he sounds as if he runs down the hall and a second goes by before the front door opens and then closes.

It’s just like you said - Jeonghan is the root of all evil. You fully intend on sending him a scathing text message, but then Mingyu starts kissing your shoulder and neck at the same time that Joshua begins drawing slow yet deliberate patterns over your thighs and hips. They probably sense your aggravation and are easily intending to redirect you. Mingyu also mentions something about making you breakfast in between smooches which also diverts your attention - your empty stomach very noticeable.

Their distraction tactics work of course because soon your mind is redirected to Joshua and Mingyu only and no one else. You’ll deal with the rest of the world later - your ain’t shit friend included - deciding to instead focus on the two beautiful men you get to not only stay friends with but also that you get to be so much more with, which feels like a dream within itself.

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42.5 | when will you

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note: well well well …… we’re back :p no cuz like …. me: im gonna take a break // me writing and posting at 5am: BE FUCKING FOR REAL ….

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Jungkook is a gentleman. 

He has and always has been the kind of guy to never forget your birthday, friendship anniversaries, or any other milestone that could fall into being a considerate man. He’s known to put your feelings before his. It comes to no one’s surprise when your needs are being met while his are being swept under the rug. Not to say that you neglect him! It’s simply that in terms of physical intimacy, there was not much he could hope for from you.

All his life, he did his best to respect you, your body, and your choices. Everything from your tattoos, piercings, and the way you dress; he loves. He has had heart eyes on you since you two were young and with each passing day, you became more and more ravishing. Not only did you make life beautiful—you were beautiful. 

Though Jungkook has never really had problems falling asleep, he’d often lay awake thinking about you. Lonely without you by his side, or simply after receiving a “goodnight, bhie” message from you; he would stay up and wonder when he would ever get to have you close to him.

He isn’t sure if it was sinful or deserving but every night you spend with him, laying side by side or cuddled together; he’d want more. So much more that it would have been too dangerous to simply ask. It would have been too tricky to put himself out there. Yet, it would be a lie if he said he never thought about getting you out of his system. 

As much as Jungkook loves you, he has never enjoyed being in love with you in the sense that a part of him has always felt like he would never truly have you.

After all, Jungkook is a man and as a man; it ached to know that the love of his life would never lewdly whimper his name. Uttering begging phrases, challenging him to fuck you so good; your eyes would roll back and your back would arch from the sensitivity he’d bring upon you. It saddened Jungkook to think that he would never get to watch you undress and fall on your knees for him… Or that he’d never get to watch you purse your addictive lips before wrapping them around his hard cock. It ruined him to think that he’d never know what it would feel like to be inside of you—never knowing the warmth and the closeness sex with you would bring...

Until now. 

You’ve seen Jungkook without a shirt before. 

Of course, you have. 

You’ve seen Jungkook’s hands before—veiny, thick, and tatted.

Of course, you have. 

But you have never seen the combination together. Especially not when he’s in between your legs. You’ve never felt the heat of his breath on your bare pussy. You’ve never felt his bulge against your ass up until 30 minutes ago when he began to undress you.

“Mhmphh—nghhh,” you moan, feeling yourself clench. 

Jungkook cocks his head up and watches you shakily breathe in and out. Your clothes are all off except for a shirt of his you have on. He wonders why it’s still on, but taking into account that he had the honour of undressing you… It’s whatever.

He almost lost his mind when you asked him to take off your panties—therefore, the shirt is the least of his worries. 

You arch your back, plopping on your elbows to get a better perspective. You’ve never been in this position with him before. It feels so nerve-wracking. At first, to be completely honest, you were insecure about him seeing you naked.

This is still Jungkook.

He has had his fair share of bodies and you can’t help but compare yourself to them. Even if it was only for a split second, it made you self conscious. Jungkook noticed it though. He noticed your body language tense up and opted to begin with easing your nerves.

Thus, him prepping you.

“Can you take one more?” Jungkook asks as he runs his thumb around your clit. He does it softly, hardly pressing on your skin. It makes you shiver, hating the way he’s playing with you. 

He already has two digits in. 

“A-another one? Why.. Why can’t I just have you now?”

Jungkook is a man.

Even if he wants to drag this moment with you out as much as he can—he can’t!

This is finally it.

This is you and him, being closer than ever. It brings him to such a high, he can’t think straight. He hopes he can fuck you the way he’s always wanted to. He hopes he can hold it out. He’s afraid he’ll give in and cave onto your body before you can finish.

Jungkook is never insecure about sleeping with someone either. This says a lot. He’s afraid he’ll finish first and not be able to satisfy you.

It makes him think of Jin.

Total boner killer, but he can’t help but compare himself to him. After all, it was you that was after Jin all this time. It’s not like Jungkook needs the details, but maybe he should have found out what made you so addicted to sleeping with Jin.

Was it the way he ate you out?

Was it the way he’d fuck you so good that you’d be whimpering his name with teary eyes?

Jungkook wants to know and also doesn’t.

He wants to know for his benefit and tries to convince himself he feels indifferent when it comes to you and Jin.

You and Jin.

Jungkook isn’t too sure what happened between you two at the hospital, but the selfish part of him celebrates and thanks Jin for bringing you here. It’s not like Jungkook is out here to take advantage of you—let’s remember: it was you that came to him.

That came onto him.

Jungkook finds comfort in that.

He then nods, stretching over to kiss your stomach. He removes his fingers from inside of you and then grips your sides. You let out a small giggle from his touch and watch as he shifts his position. Now, towering over you, you take your time to look at him and his body. 

You were there when he got his sleeve tattooed. You’re usually the one to see him after his gym workouts as well. His tattoos, his chest, his body—all of it is nothing new to you… Yet, in this moment it feels entirely foreign. 

You’re in awe. 

He’s so handsome. 

You’ve always known it, but you’ve never really thought about it. 

Jungkook thinks you’re so pretty under him like this. 

He’s only ever dreamed about this moment. 

Closing in on you, he leans in to kiss your neck. You let out a breathy moan as he gently drops his body on top of yours, dragging his hard cock on top of your bare pussy. He still has his boxers on and the fabric spills his secret earlier than he would have liked it to. You don’t say anything partly because you aren’t sure if it’s your own wetness from him literally fingering you for the past twenty minutes and partly because… Well, isn’t this what’s supposed to happen when you have sex?

With your best friend?

A part of you also feels so unsure about everything. You’re trying your best to bite your tongue and simply let this happen. You want this to happen. You need a distraction—you need healing.

Well then, isn’t this it? 

It’s Jungkook. 

It has to be Jungkook. 

His kisses travel from your neck to your cheek. You take in his scent, and for the first time; it hits you.

This is really close.

Even when you hug him, his scent has never been more prominent until now. Now that he’s practically naked and on top of you. 

“You okay?” Jungkook murmurs, lifting his head to look at you. You nod and smile at him warmly. He attempts to return with the same smile but fails as his smile beats yours. He looks at you lovingly. Jungkook takes this moment to tuck your hair behind your ear and breathe you in. 

He can’t believe this. 

God, you’re so beautiful.

“Are you sure… Are you sure you want to do this?” 

Your lips twitch and your tummy turns. “Y-yeah, of course,” you reassure him. “We’ve come this far.”

Before he can protest, you wrap your arms around him and spread your legs from underneath. He feels you do so and he hisses in response. He won’t last long. Not only is he incredibly horny, but you are just so fucking irresistible. 

Jungkook lifts his hips and you reach over to the band of his boxers. You tug it down as Jungkook scrunches a handful of the shirt you’re wearing in his hands and pushes it up and over your head. You lower your chin as he takes the shift off entirely. 

Bare. 

His eyes flutter to your exposed breasts. 

This is it.

You’re naked under him. 

“Take it off,” you remind him. 

Jungkook smirks, almost forgetting that you hadn’t finished undressing him. “No please?”

“Please… For me?”

“Anything for you.”

If Jungkook thought his heart fluttered around you before—his heart is definitely fluttering now. This flutter goes all the way to the pit of his stomach. It feels like he’s going on overdrive. Like, if he could combust right now—he would. 

He lifts his hips again, letting you tug his boxers down as far as you could. He does the rest. When they’re off, he flings them to the floor as he did with your shirt. He plops to one elbow as he uses his other hand to grab his cock. He watches himself pump his length against your heat. Then, he looks up at you the moment a moan escapes your lips. 

His gaze lowers.  

Your lips. 

He wants to kiss you before this begins. 

“Bhie,” he calls for you. You hum in response. “Kiss me.”

Bhie. 

You tilt your chin up, biting your bottom lip as he leans in. Jungkook’s lips crash into yours for the first time since the hospital. They feel like how you remember them to feel like. He parts his mouth, giving you the opportunity to slip your tongue in. 

You don’t. 

Jungkook kisses you again, ignoring the awkward pause. 

But it happens again. 

He kisses again and just as you’re about to chase his lips—he pulls away. 

“W-wait—”

He stays silent, thinking of possible ways this will go. Should he voice out his concern right now and ruin the mood? Should he just continue and have you?

He says it anyway. “You didn’t kiss me back.”

Your eyes widen. 

“I was about to—”

“At the hospital. Here—now, you didn’t kiss me back.”

You shake your head, trying to deflate his claim. 

“Jungkook, we’re just getting started—”

“Are we?” he rejects your comfort. “This has been going on forever and it’s always the same fucking thing. ___, we exhaust the people around us. We exhaust each other.”

His words cut you deep.

Jungkook shifts to sit up. You follow, sitting up and bringing your knees to your chest. He looks at you and then lowers his gaze to look at his hands. These hands, that were just touching you not even a full minute ago… They feel so weird to him now. 

The feeling of guilt overwhelms you when you realize Jungkook isn’t talking about sex. He’s talking about the history of you two—how you two aren’t just getting started. This is the middle of your story. Silence fills the room as both of you take a breather. 

You’ve been in his room a million times. 

You’ve slept in this bed with him a million and one times. 

You’ve been alone with Jungkook a million and two times and for some odd reason; for the first time with him, you felt alone. 

You reach out to him. He looks at you and watches as you hesitate to solve this. It’s then, in your millisecond of dull passion, that Jungkook feels a sense of clarity.

Up until now… He’s only felt confusion. You showing up at his door right after Jin… Felt a little too rebound like. As desperate for your love as he is; he gave in when you begged for him to have you.

Yet, now… He feels different.

Guilt.

Hurt.

Betrayal.

If he really thinks about it, this is all going too fast. If you truly meant wanting him, you would have done this earlier or later—but not now.

Now is too grey.

Not even a day ago, he found out you were all set to leave him.

Now, you’re here?

Naked in his bed?

He was so set in convincing you to stay. He was set on forgiving you for keeping such a heavy secret from him and for having him run in circles when you were with Jin—but now he feels indifferent. Honestly, it’s because he hasn’t had the time to process it all yet.

What would change after this?

Would you change?

Would he?

“What am I doing, ___?” Jungkook breaks the silence with a heavy heart. “I have loved you with all that I am for as long as I can remember. I’ve made a lot of selfish decisions in the past, but this one… This beats them all.” 

You shake your head, not wanting him to feel like this was his fault. You gather his sheets to cover your body and move closer to him.

He stays still. 

“I want this,” you reassure him for the second time. You take a hold of his hands and bring them to your lips. Kissing them, you look at him with pleading eyes. Jungkook’s heart melts at your attempt but he takes his hands back from you. Your eyebrows furrow at the sudden change of mood. 

You take a breath in and try again. 

You fix Jungkook’s hair, moving the sweaty strands away from his face. You smile, satisfied when his face is more visible. His eyes gloss, heart beginning to break at the sight of you. Even when you hurt him, he would still find himself loving you more and more until he bleeds out all his resentment.

This is him bleeding.

“Don’t do that,” Jungkook begs, taking your wrists and pushing them away. He can’t believe he’s doing this. He can’t believe he’s asking the woman of his dreams to stop.

You sit up, confused why he’s suddenly pushing you away. “Do what?”

“This,” he gestures between you and him. “___, it’s so fucking painful loving you.”

You gulp, unsure of what to say or do. He has never spoken to you like this before.

“I want this,” you say softly, hoping he understands your sincerity. “I want you, Jungkook.”

He looks away, sharply taking a breath in before he turns back to you. His eyes are watery, something you rarely see with him. 

Jungkook never cries. 

“Bhie… As sick as it is; I’m okay with you using me.. But I’m not okay with me using you.” Jungkook confesses, “I want you but not like this. Not when you don’t want me the way I want you—when will you understand that I have always felt this way? You have given me hope so many times and now that our moment is finally here… I can’t take it. I can’t do this to you. I can’t do this to us.”

“I do want you,” you try to convince him. “What do I have to do for you to understand that? Get naked and have sex with you?” At this point, you begin to feel frustrated. Isn’t this what he wanted? Though you know it’s deeper than sex with Jungkook, you can’t help but feel offended. 

“I know you, ___.” 

“And I know you! Jungkook, I know it’s awkward right now but—”

“It’s not awkward,” he corrects you. “You think it’s awkward… That’s just it, bhie. It wasn’t and never is awkward with me. It was everything I dreamed of and I have never felt like I belonged with anyone else but you. How do you think I feel when I’m here, naked with the love of my life?” Jungkook pauses. “___, everything I do with you is good. Anything that has to do with you is perfect—even when you’re wrong, I think you’re perfect… A-and… I can’t do this to you, y-you know? It’s you. You feel awkward. You don’t kiss me back.” Jungkook’s voice begins to break, unable to find it in himself to pace his feelings. 

You look at him—really look at him as he continues to pour his feelings out.

“I know you and that’s why I think I need to let you go, ___. I know you would never do anything to hurt me. You would rather mask your feelings and find ways to make sure we’re okay and forget about others we’ve hurt along the way… And m-maybe, that’s why it took me so long to confess to you. I knew you so well and because I did… I always knew it wasn’t going to be me.” 

“Jungkook—”

“I’m sorry, I’m selfish. I’m sorry I’ve been selfish,” he bows his head as he apologizes. “… But you have to understand that I had to try, ___. I had to be yours at least once.”

As stubborn as you are, you refuse to accept this. You’ve always loved Jungkook—romantic feelings can grow over time. You will learn to love him the way he loves you and this way; everyone was right. 

It was Jungkook. 

It had to be. 

“I don’t know what you’re saying,” you blurt, demanding for him to make sense. “You wanted me so much all these years and when I’m finally yours—this is what you’re doing? I’m finally fighting for us and now you don’t want me to?”

“Bhie—”

“I love you one,” you utter.

Jungkook answers with no hesitation, “I love you two.”

You sigh, hating the feeling that stirs. You aren’t even sure of what it is.

Disappointment?

Anger?

Humiliation?

Wanting to seize the moment, you bring yourself to Jungkook and cup his face. Just as you’re leaning in, he turns his face, leaving to kiss his cheek. 

“Jungkook—”

“It’s Jin,” he reveals, heartbreakingly so. “You stayed for Jin.”

You stay quiet. The silence lingers thick between you two. It almost makes you feel sick.

You feel terrible.

What have you done?

Your heart burns and you feel so sorry towards him. Even in this state, Jungkook was being a good best friend. He knows you so well. Even in these circumstances, he puts you first.

You’re stuck.

You don’t want him to be right even though he is.

“I think you should go.” Jungkook suggests rather weakly.

You cave, trying to stay optimistic about this. If that’s what he wants, then so be it. This didn’t mean the end for you two. You could try again later, tomorrow, or even the day after that. It didn’t matter. Even if both of your egos are bruised, you two could try again.

It will be okay.

It has to be.

“Okay, sure. Let’s just go to sleep or grab some food or something. We can try this again tomorrow or never if you want. Anything you want, Jungkook. We can try and do this—”

“No,” Jungkook breathes. He can’t believe the words that follow: “___, I think you should go.”

You sit there, still and completely unsure of what to say or do. Jungkook has never kicked you out or asked for space the way he is now. It doesn’t make sense. Even in his hurting and anger; he wanted you around. 

... Then, you comprehend what his words really meant. You’ve never really had high expectations for Jungkook but you never pictured him to do this. In that same sense, Jungkook has never thought of letting you go or being the one to push you away—yet, here he is doing just that.

“You want me to go? You want me to be with my parents?” you begin, unable to stop yourself from breaking into sobs. “A-after everything... Y-you? You don’t want me either?”

“That’s not what I said,” he tells you sternly. He fights the urge to reach out to you. If you were having a hard time listening to Yoongi, maybe you’d listen to him.

Maybe it’s time you go. 

“I don’t want you to go, but this...” Jungkook refers to the mess you are. “This isn’t about me. This is about you and if it’s about you… It’s about your parents, ___.”

Exhaustion.

You two are tired. You two are burning out. You two, at the very least, have tired each other out.

“I don’t know what to say,” you admit, partly feeling betrayed. He has given your entire life purpose all these years only for him to… To do this? “You’re the only one I love.”

“Yeah,” Jungkook mumbles, knowing it better than anyone else. He can’t deny your adoration for him… But it ached to pretend like he didn’t want more from you. It ached to deserve more than what you can give him. He knows that. He’s always known that. “… You love me but...”

“But what?”

You chase his eyes. He chokes, not knowing how to get you to understand how painfully clear this all has become to him. In the midst of it all, he asks you what could possibly define you and him forever.

“Are you in love with me?”

It’s then that Jungkook notices the light in your eyes dim. A breath of unsteady feelings escapes your lips as you dig within yourself for the answer he’s asking for. The same way the moment fleets, it burns as intensely as fire. Then slowly and all at once, the warmth he once felt with you begins to die out.

The air is chilly as Jungkook sits between the silence, your bare bodies, and sinking hearts—waiting for the words that would never come. 

[fillinforlater]

Monday of Appreciation: Part 59

Hello everyone, Smite here!

Weeks are short and weekends are even shorter, so it is once again time for me to present to you stories, old and new, that I really enjoyed reading for different reasons. May they be fluffy, smutty, angsty, everything has a chance to be represented here. As always, send love to these amazing writers and have fun!

Update: I write more efficiently and faster than the weeks before, but the scope of my projects has also increased, so I’ll see how long it takes. I’m positive tho that something will be released this week

Now, let’s take a look at what these Qts wrote:

-1-

@writerpeach​: Pet - Part Three ft. Yena

This writer needs no introduction. He triumphantly returns with one of my favorite mini-series that just has every damn kink that gets me off AS WELL AS fricking Yena duck. An easy 10/10, S-Tier story and only because Peach releases them on the regular doesn’t mean we should take it as granted. Well deserved -1- spot (now I’m horny again, fck)

-2-

@ggidolsmuts​: Aegyo Restricted  ft. Hitomi

Aegyo Avoidance was a milestone, a masterpiece and everything that followed has been awesome as well. I once wrote a kinda fricky Tomi as well, but this is just on another level. Everyone who likes Bondage pleeeeease read this, you won’t regret!

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@iznsfw​: Circumstance ft. Yuri

This is so adorable and fluff! This is also very hot and steamy, with lovers sex. A very deserving birthday gift for our incredible Yuri and also an amazing piece to read in light of the 4 year anniversary of IZ*ONE. A beautiful group, an amazing time. HBD!!!

-4-

@maemisnippets​: We all need a hug sometimes ft. Choi Yujin, Eunbi (fluff)

The title is a very true statement. This short scene played out right in the front of my eye, with every re-read it became clearer and clearer. Now I want the whole backstory and continuation, dammit. Tokki and her Unnie are so cuuuute!

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@existslikepristin​: Queen of the Ball(s) ft. Lia

Comedic smut is ELPs strongest category (still excited for that scary halloween themed thingy though) and it shows. I couldn’t help but smirk and actually laugh at one of my favorite idols being a hilarious, horny dork and the great description of wild solo play.

Have a great week, stay safe, luv u all!

[millenniummmbop]

Thanks yugioh 🤪

[kennyb0y]

Sick Day

bonten!kokonoi hajime x reader

Request by: @crybaby-mv i hope u like it <333

Let’s be honest, Koko probably only celebrates your birthday and milestones in your relationship. He will always make sure he has the day off to be with you.

He is the type to spoil you any time of the year so he doesn’t really care about holidays.

He definitely doesn’t like his birthday but if you want to do something, he won’t complain because it’s you and he loves you.

But even if you don’t celebrate your birthday, Koko will spoil you even more on that day whether you like it or not.

He plans the whole day in advance.

Koko wakes up with your body clinging onto him and he wouldn’t normally pay attention if it wasn’t for the fact that you were shaking and burning. He gets off the bed carefully to not wake you up and leaves the room to call a doctor. Money solves everything and Koko had no idea how to take care of you. He goes back to the room and sits next to you, petting your hair.

You wake up with kisses all over your face and a soft hand on your forehead.

“Wake up princess. The doctor will be here in a minute.” your boyfriend murmurs.

“Doctor?” you ask, confused for being woken up so early.

“You have a fever. Wanna make sure you’re ok.”

The doctor arrives a couple of minutes later. She explains it’s nothing more than a cold, something that will be treated within a few days if Koko takes good care of you. When she leaves, Koko panics. He has no idea what to do. You never got sick when he was around and you took care of him the few times he was the one being sick.

“Shit.” you murmur. “It’s our anniversary today, isn’t it? I’m so sorry Haji, I know how you’re always excited to celebrate it and now I’m sick. You even took the day off. I’m so so sorry, you should go to work. It’s still early.” you ramble.

“Stop saying that nonsense. Your well-being is more important than anything. I’ll ask Mikey to do the paperwork at home until you get better.” he kisses your forehead. “And we’ll have many more anniversaries to celebrate. You’re stuck with me.”

“Don’t be so close.” you push him. “You’ll get sick too.”

“I won’t.” spoiler alert: he got sick. “Now… what do you need? I don’t know what to do.” he confessed.

“Uhm…” you think. “I really need a hot bath right now. Could you prepare that please?”

“Of course. Just stay here and relax.”

Koko helped you get undressed and sit when the bath was ready. He insisted on cleaning you and washing your hair. When he’s done, he wraps you in a fluffy towel and dries your body and hair carefully. You had to ask him to dress yourself before he could get your panties.

“Should I make some soup?”

“You can’t even make instant ramen Haji. I’ll do it.”

“No! You have to rest. Sit on the couch and watch something. I’ll make soup.”

Koko leaves the room and goes to the big kitchen. He spent so much time in the kitchen that he didn’t even know where the things were. He grabs his phone to call the only person he knows can cook.

“Hello?”

“Kakucho, how much do you want to teach me how to make soup?”

“Uh? Why the sudden urge to learn how to cook? Weren’t you going to that expensive restaurant with y/n?”

“She’s sick. Can you help me?”

Kakucho proceeds to tell him all the ingredients and guides him through the steps. After a while, Koko has soup that, at least, doesn’t smell weird.

He spends 10 minutes looking for a bowl and spoon and when he’s done he brings it to the living room. You’re on the couch wrapped in a thick blanket but Koko can see one of his big hoodies that you forced him to buy. “You need comfortable clothes to wear at home. You can’t always wear suits.” you had said.

“I apologize in advance.” he starts. “I don’t know if it tastes good.”

“Thanks Haji.”

Koko watches you trying to decipher your facial expressions. He was nervous, it was the first time he ever tried to cook and on top of that he cooked for you - the love of his life.

“Stop staring at me. It’s good! Thank you Haji.”

“Do you really really really like it? You can tell me if you don’t!”

“I really really really like it. It tastes good.”

You finish eating and place the bowl and spoon on the coffee table in front of you. You slide closer to Koko and lay your head on his shoulder. He kisses your head and wraps an arm around you to keep you more comfortable.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to do what you planned.” you murmured.

“I don’t mind it. I still get to spend the whole day with you.”

“And your whole life. You’re not getting rid of me Kokonoi.”

“I wouldn’t think of it.”

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[nebulablakemurphy]

Can you do a fluff alphabet or nsfw alphabet with Rue bennett? What be more easy to you

We’re gonna go with fluff for this one 💜

A - affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

Rue shows affection with her words, kissing your cheek, holding your hand. Rue is a very lovey dovey romantic most of the time.

B - best quality (theirs)

Rue’s best quality is her ability to listen, she’s extremely smart and kind (except for that small % of the time)

C - confession (how would they confess their love for their partner? what would be the moment they knew they loved you?)

Rue falls in love with you very early in the game. She confesses it very quickly and quietly the first time because she’s a little nervous that it’s just her. But you say it right back.

D - domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning etc?)

Rue wants to settle down with you. She just doesn’t know how. You have to be very patient. Rue can throw down in the kitchen though, it’s a major perk of living together.

E - endure (what would you have to be okay with to live and be with them?)

You gotta endure drug use and potential relapse…and Rue stealing your t-shirts from time to time.

F - faithful (are they loyal? would they stay faithful?)

Absolutely, not a doubt in Rue’s mind. You are they only one for her.

G - gifts (are they regularly a gift gifter?)

Rue loves to give gifts, especially things that you can wear. She’d make you beaded bracelets and shit so you know it’s real.

H - honesty (how honest are they?)

Mmm…😂 depends

I - injury (how would they react if their s/o was injured?)

Rue hates to see you hurt and will absolutely go after whatever did the damage. You ran into a bush? That bush and Rue are gonna have words.

J - jealousy (how jealous are they?)

Lil bit, nothing extreme.

K- kiss (how do they kiss)

Soft, sweet kisses. Rue loves a forehead kiss, a nose kiss, a kiss kiss. Anything with you.

L- love language (what’s their love language?)

Rue is somewhere between words of affirmation and acts of service.

M- marriage (do they want to get married?)

Rue would marry you in a heartbeat. When you know, you know.

N- nicknames (what type of nicknames or pet names?)

I feel like Rue is a babe/baby person.

O- offspring (do they want kids? What kind of parent would they be?)

Rue does want kids…maybe…someday when she’s older. She would be an amazing mom who has a very open dialogue with her kids.

P- patience (how patient would they be? Do they lose their temper often?)

Rue is pretty patient, but if you push her to that point,she’s gonna tell you you’re dead to her in the heat of the moment 😂

Q- quizzes (how much do they remember about their S/O? Every detail or do things often slip their mind?)

Rue remembers everything about you, when she’s sober. When she’s using she’s a little more forgetful. But she always pays attention.

R- remember (their favorite memory of your relationship)

Her favorite memory of you is the first time you spent the night at her house. You literally talked all night and she feels like you’re ten times closer after.

S- security (how protective are they? how would they protect their S/O, and how would they like to be protected?)

Rue is very protective, anyone who messes with you is immediately on the shitlist. Rue loves when you get protective over her, even if she says she doesn’t need it.

T- try (how much effort are they willing to put in. Birthdays, anniversaries, etc.)

With Rue, once she’s committed she’s committed. The effort level is very high to make important milestones very special for the person she loves.

U- understanding (how understanding are they? do they listen to their s/o problems? how do they approach vulnerability?)

Rue tries to be very understanding. Sometimes she struggles with this, but all she wants is for you to be happy.

V- vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

She’s super chill about it but has great style.

W- wildcard (something random about them)

Rue loves music and sometimes uses it to decompress, she’s actually very musically gifted.

X- xylophone (what’s their song?)

Y’all get down to ‘Love on Top’ by Beyoncé

Y- you (their favorite thing about you)

Rue’s favorite part of you is your mind. Your willingness to understand. As far as Rue’s concerned, you’re the best thing that ever happened to her.

Z- zzz (how do they sleep?)

Rue sleeps on her side with one knee hiked up and out of the covers. She loves to take naps, especially cuddled up to you.

[havenoffandoms]

Just Fine (Aiden/Lambert)

Based on Kashimalin’s 50 Types of Kisses Prompt List

Read on Ao3

Prompt:  “Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.”

Summary: 

Today is the day. Lambert knows he should feel more excited at the thought of his boyfriend returning home, to the safety of Lambert’s embrace, but he can’t help the anxiety building inside him and twisting his stomach in a way he doesn’t care for in the least.

Lambert knows that he should be excited, but the sentiment is tarnished by his crippling anxiety, and he feels like the worst boyfriend in the world.

Warnings: mention of amputation, modern AU

“So, today’s the day, huh?” Eskel smirks as he watches Lambert positively vibrating with excitement where he’s sat on a chair opposite Eskel. The coffee shop is mostly empty, save for another couple in the corner exchanging kisses and giggling carelessly as they rejoice in their puppy love. Lambert chose this place because it’s closest to the airport, but admittedly the place isn’t half-bad and the coffee doesn’t taste like piss.

“Stop that, it’s creepy,” Lambert grouses as he stuffs another forkful of chocolate cake into his mouth. When he notices Eskel’s confused frown, Lambert rolls his eyes and adds pointedly, “you, being all excited on my behalf. That’s unnatural. Stop it.”

“Whatever.” Eskel takes a sip of his tea - because Eskel is the kind of person who likes to drink tea for fun - before levelling Lambert with a look that the latter knows all too well. “You’re allowed to be excited about his return, you know? It’s been a year since he-”

“I know,” Lambert quickly interrupts before Eskel has a chance to finish his sentence, “I am excited.”

“Tell your face, then.”

“Shut up, prick.”

“It’s gonna be fine, Lambert.” Eskel reaches across the table to squeeze Lambert’s clammy hand. “I know you’re worried because of his injury, but you’ll both figure it out together. You don’t love him any less for it, right?”

“Of course not,” Lambert snaps in response as he snatches his hand away, angry at the mere suggestion that his feelings for Aiden would disappear for something as superficial as a physical injury, “of course I don’t love him any less for it. It’s just…”

Eskel doesn’t press him, and Lambert is grateful for that. Truth be told, he’s not entirely sure why he feels so anxious at the thought of seeing Aiden again. It’s been a long year without his boyfriend there to warm his bed and his life. Aiden is the life of Lambert’s entire life, and a year without him felt like the longest time. A whole year went by since Aiden was deployed and has been fighting overseas, taking part in a war that has lost all meaning. He missed birthdays, holidays spent with family around a hearty meal, milestone anniversaries... A year of Lambert staying up late at night, calling Aiden whenever his connection permitted it or writing letters to send his boyfriend when speaking to him proved too difficult. A year of Lambert switching the TV or radio on every morning before heading to work, listening for the announcements and hoping he wouldn’t hear Aiden’s name listed among the soldiers that perished as part of this senseless war.

Just over a week ago, Aiden called Lambert from a military hospital overseas a short two days after he was involved in an explosion that cost the lives of hundreds of civilians and soldiers alike. While Aiden survived the blast, he sustained a considerable injury to his leg. The doctors couldn’t save it, Aiden told Lambert over the phone, the leg had to come off. Lambert remembered crying on the phone that night, not because he mourned the loss of Aiden’s leg - they were tears of relief because Aiden came this close to dying in the blast that killed so many people. Lambert came this close to losing the most important person in his life. Come home, baby, Lambert remembered begging Aiden over the phone, I need you to come home. Today is the day. Lambert knows he should feel more excited at the thought of his boyfriend returning home, to the safety of Lambert’s embrace, but he can’t help the anxiety building inside him and twisting his stomach in a way he doesn’t care for in the least. As a result of the injury he suffered, Aiden had to retire from the military early. While Lambert was happy to have his boyfriend return to him, he knew that Aiden struggled with the thought of retiring at the prime of his career. Not only is he out of a job, but his job prospects are not looking too bright, either. Aiden will have to spend time in physiotherapy, physical rehabilitation courses, counselling… Lambert knows the next months will be tough on his boyfriend.

Lambert knows that he should be excited, but the sentiment is tarnished by his crippling anxiety, and he feels like the worst boyfriend in the world.

“It’s gonna be just fine, Lamb.” Eskel sounds so sure, so confident, that Lambert is almost inclined to believe him. “I promise, brother. You and Aiden will be just fine.”

“I hope you’re right, Kel.”

The drive to the airport is longer than Lambert remembers it being. The car is filled with the sound of heavy rock and heavy metal, the loud emphatic beats and distorted guitar solos washing over Lambert in calming waves. His brothers call him weird for finding this kind of music ‘soothing’, but it works for him, so his brothers can kiss his ass. The sun is beating down on the world below, forcing Lambert to crank up the A/C in the car. He drives along miles of barbed wire, “KEEP OUT” signs and parked aircraft. Lambert checks the time on his dashboard and realises that he’s a whole half an hour early. It isn’t exactly unheard of for soldiers’ families to arrive early and prepare for their loved one’s arrival - either by setting up signs, powdering their noses or getting the children to practice a welcome home song to celebrate their parents’ triumphant return. Lambert usually just waits in the shadows until Aiden comes into view, at which point he pulls his boyfriend close to him so they can get reacquainted away from prying eyes.

Lambert pulls into the airport multistorey parking complex, and thankfully he doesn’t have to spend ages looking for a parking space. As he pulls up into a tight space, Lambert’s heart sinks in his chest. Aiden will probably be travelling in a wheelchair - and he will be using one for a while, at least until he gets his prosthetic leg fitted. There’s no way in hell that Aiden will be able to comfortably step into the car if Lambert stays parked in this spot, but what other choice does he have? He doesn’t have a disabled parking permit yet, but Lambert guesses that’s something they’ll have to think about now. Until then, all he can do is park further away from the door and hope that no one will use the bay next to the passenger side so Aiden has enough space to move comfortably. So that’s precisely what he does. Shit, is Lambert overthinking this? Is he looking for problems where there are none? The last thing he wants is to tiptoe around Aiden’s disability. The last thing he wants is to make Aiden feel like things have changed because he lost his leg.

Shit. Why is he crying now? He should be excited, goddammit.

Lambert angrily wipes the tears and steps out of the car. They’ll be just fine, that’s what Eskel said. Eskel sounded so confident, so sure of himself, but hell, what if he’s wrong? What if Aiden leaves Lambert? What if Aiden pushes Lambert away? It was probably a mistake to read up all those army wives’ blogs and the nightmarish stories about husbands shutting down and falling into depression after sustaining a serious injury. Shit, what if Lambert isn’t good enough? What if Aiden thinks that Lambert is a lousy boyfriend who can’t take well enough care of him?

Deep breaths, Lambert. In, out. In, out. In-

Shit, why are there so many people in this fucking airport? Lambert stands in his usual corner, shying away from the crowds, averting everyone’s eyes as he stares at his phone. He shoots his brothers a text in their group chat - Have I ever told u guys how much I h8 crowds? - hoping that they will understand and distract him from the panic welling up in his chest. As he waits for an answer from either Geralt or Eskel, Lambert switches to his Facebook app and scrolls through his feed. He doesn’t have to wait long until the group chat pings with Geralt’s response.

G: You’ve mentioned it once or twice… or 100

Lambert snorts as he shoots a sassy comeback.

So mentioning it 1 more time won’t hurt. I fucking h8 goddamn crowds.

A quick glance at the arrivals screen tells Lambert that Aiden’s plane landed a few short minutes ago. Not long before they are reunited and able to hug it out in the middle of the airport. At this point, Lambert doesn’t give a shit anymore about what other people think of them. He almost lost Aiden, so he will go on his knees and hug him, wheelchair be damned. Lambert looks around him and sees many families and loved ones itching to welcome the soldiers back. Some of them brought flowers, or the puppy they bought last week as a welcome-home present, and even newborn babies. Lambert wonders if he should have bought Aiden a gift to commemorate the beginning of his retirement. He feels like that would be in bad taste considering Aiden’s feelings on the matter.

The first soldiers start to filter through the door, eyes scanning the room and lighting up when they land on familiar faces. Many people cry tears of joy and relief, others manage to keep a modicum of composure, and some even let out shrill cries of joy as they are finally reunited with the people they love and cherish the most. There is still no sight of Aiden and part of Lambert worries that something happened to him in the week it took the military to organise his repatriation. Feeling the panic well up in him again, Lambert pulls out his phone and opens the group chat window. L: What if he doesn’t come back?

It doesn’t take long for his phone to vibrate with Eskel’s response.

E: As if he’d pass up an opportunity to come back to his pain in the ass boyfriend.

L: Ass.

G: He’ll come back, Lamb. He’ll come back and he’s not leaving again.

Lambert takes a deep breath as he lets these words run through his mind. Aiden is coming back. He’s coming back. He’s-

“Why, hello there,” a familiar voice breaks through the storm raging in Lambert’s head, “come here often?”

Aiden looks so… so like himself. He’s sporting that familiar cocksure grin and his eyes shimmer with all the emotions he can’t bring himself to voice. His voice sounds so self-assured, even though Lambert knows he’s only a breath away from losing it and crying tears of relief. His hair is slightly longer and Lambert can make out the familiar dark curls he loves so much. Aiden looks so much like his old self that Lambert forgets, for a short minute, that he’s missing the lower half of his left leg entirely.

“Aiden. You’re here.”

“No place I’d rather be.”

Lambert doesn’t feel himself fall to his knees until they hit the solid surface of the airport floor, cracking in protest at the impact. He lunges forward and wraps his arms around Aiden’s middle, squeezing tightly and burying his face in his boyfriend’s stomach. He’s unable to bite back the tears this time, and if Aiden notices that the soft material of his t-shirt is soaked right through, he doesn’t draw attention to it. Instead, he cards his fingers through Lambert’s short hair, softly shushing him and whispering heartfelt reassurances in the air pocket between them.

“I’m here, baby,” Aiden tells him over and over, “I’m back. I’m here, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I missed you,” Lambert hears himself say, “I missed you. I was so scared, Aiden, you don’t understand-”

“I’m here, Lamb. I’m here. You don’t have to be scared, anymore.”

They’ve got so much shit to figure out, Lambert knows. They need to think about all the adjustments they need to make to their lives, all the paperwork they’ll have to fill out, therapy sessions they have to book and medical insurance they need to update. All these things that terrified Lambert a few hours earlier, all these plans that made panic well in him and want to run for the hills… all these worries weighing him down disappear the second Lambert feels Aiden’s arms around him, squeezing him, comforting him.

“I’m not scared,” Lambert assures Aiden, pulling back and straightening up so he can place a soft kiss on Aiden’s lips. They still feel the same against his own, they still taste the same, too. Nothing has changed. Aiden is still Aiden. “Not anymore.”

“Anymore?” There’s a teasing edge in Aiden’s voice, a mocking grin tugging at his lips. “Ah, kitten. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I gotcha. Now shut up and kiss me again.”

Lambert happily obliges Aiden’s request. Their lips slot against each other like they didn’t just spend a year apart. Their kiss is tender and soft at first, but Lambert is quick to deepen it by licking Aiden’s bottom lip. Neither of them cares about the potential eyes on him - nobody is likely to pay attention to them, not when they’re all lost in the joy of being reunited with their own family members. Lambert breaks the kiss briefly to whisper a soft ‘I love you’ to Aiden. His cheeks turn red as he speaks those three words which still feel too intimate to be loudly proclaimed in public, even after all these years. Aiden steals another kiss before reciprocating the sentiment, his breath ghosting over Lambert’s lips and sending a peasant shiver coursing through his body.

They have lots of shit to figure out, but Aiden is here and he’s not going anywhere. Aiden is here, and neither of them has to deal with the situation on their own. They’ll be just fine. Everything will be just fine.

[its--fandom--darling]

Incandescently

Pairing: Clark Kent x Reader

Prompt: "I have a headache, I think I'm allowed to be a little grumpy."

Rating: Fluff, tooth rotting fluff, dedicated to @salimahbicharara-comun for her upcoming bday. Happy Birthday my dear! ❤️                                                                       

A/N: I have not watched Man of Steel, Batman vs. Superman, or Justice League in ages. So I’m just kinda going on my own timeline and script here. I do not own Superman. Clark is just a soft little bean and I love him. I apologize for any mistakes, I have developed a bad habit of writing in the wee hours of the morning as I am basically falling asleep as I type. Please accept my apologies at my laziness to edit and enjoy this fic! I’m going to have to write more clark from now on.

You were so excited to finally get to see where Clark had grown up and meet his parents and with his parents milestone anniversary coming up, he felt it was the perfect opportunity to bring you home. So you’d packed up, armed with the anniversary gift you’d helped Clark pick out. From everything that you’d been told about them, they were very down to earth people, preferring the simpler things in life, so something extremely extravagant was out of the question. So you’d scoured the boutiques in Downtown Metropolis with Clark to find the perfect gift. Finally you’d settled on a beautiful scrapbook album, that had keepsake pockets and a beautiful gold foil on the cover. You’d wrapped it up in a pretty wrapping and tucked a pretty handmade card under the bow.

You’d convinced Clark to drive instead of fly, convincing him that a road trip would fun. After a few minutes of pleading and sweet cheek kisses, Clark had caved. So you’d loaded up the car with your luggage and packed plenty of snacks for the drive. Then the two of you had set out with the playlist that you’d created just for the occasion. You’d taken Clark’s old pickup that he’d spent many hours lovingly refurbishing during the very little downtime that he has between working and his extracurriculars. You loved his truck, the rumble of the engine as it rolled down the road, the smell of leather seats, the roll down windows and your favorite part was the bench seating that allowed you to slide over and cuddle up to Clark. Which you’d done as soon as you gotten into the truck .

He’d wrapped a thick arm around your shoulders and you’d tucked yourself as tightly as you could to him. You breathed in the scent of his cologne and sighed happily, closing your eyes in bliss.

“You look happy, sweetheart,” he murmurs, kissing the crown of your hair.

“I am happy, completely and perfectly and incandescently happy,” you reply, quoting your favorite book.

            He smiles down at you. “Alright, Lizzie,” he says, smiling.

You smile back him. “I love you, Clark.”

            “I love you too, (y/n/n).”

You change the song on your phone and rest your head against his chest again. You hum along as he drives, rubbing your arm soothingly with the hand that rests around you. In a few hours, you stop to eat. You spread a blanket in the bed of his pickup and lean against the your luggage to eat the sandwiches you’d packed. You eat quickly so you can get back on the road, once your done you pack up and tuck the basket in the backseat.

“How much longer do we have?” you ask, sliding over to cozy up with Clark again.

            “A few hours,” he murmurs.

You heave a sigh, “great.”

            “What’s up, baby? What’s that sigh for?”

“Nothing,” you mumble.

            “You can tell me anything you know that right? Are you nervous about meeting my parents?” he asks, gently.

“It’s nothing,” you repeat, closing your eyes tightly.

            “Baby, are you sure? You sound upset.”

“It’s just,” you pause, “I have a headache, I think I’m allowed to be a little grumpy.”

            He rubs you arm again. “Baby, I wasn’t trying to imply anything.”

You pout, “I’m sorry, I’m being mean. I just an allergy headache. I’ve been stuffed up all morning and my medication has worn off.”

            He hums, “Lay down and put your head in my lap.”

“What?” you ask, looking up at him.

            “Would you just do it?” he asks, with a dopey grin.

You nod and slid down, resting your head on his thigh.

He keeps one hand on the wheel and brings the other hand up to stroke a few pieces of hair from your face and then begins to rub your temple in gentle circles.

You sigh softly, “Honey, that feels so good.”

            He smirks to himself, “I thought it might help.” He rubs the temple for a few more minutes and then softly orders you to turn your head.

You readjust and he gives your other temple the same treatment until you drift off.

The truck lurches to a stop and you wake groggily.

“Are we there yet?” you ask, thickly, sitting up to stretch.

            He nods, “yes, we are. How’s your head?”

“Much better, thank you for putting up my grumpiness earlier.”

            “Good, are you ready to meet Ma and Pa?”

You nod enthusiastically. “Yes, I am, I can’t wait to meet the people who raised my wonderful man,” you say, pushing his curls back from his forehead and tracing a finger around the rim of his glasses.

            He gives you a lopsided grin, his cheeks tinting pink. “They’re gonna love you, (y/n/n),” he murmurs, kissing you softly on the lips.

You pull away softly and thumb your lipstick off his plump lips. “Come on, let’s not keep your Ma and Pa waiting, wouldn’t want them to think that I’m canoodling with their baby boy in his pickup,” you tease.

            His ears go pink and you giggle.

“I’m teasing you, Clark, come on. I promise, I’ll behave,” you say, kissing his cheek and wiping that lipstick print off again. “Let’s go, we don’t want to be late for dinner.”

            He smiles and opens his door to slide out, holding his hand out for you and helping you.

You glance around and the beauty of the farmland at dusk nearly takes your breath away. The sinking sun hits the turning leaves just so that it seemingly sets the treeline ablaze with autumnal colors. “Clark, this is beautiful,” you sigh.

            He smiles and wraps an arm around your shoulders. “Welcome to my home, baby.”

“Thank you for sharing this with me,” you say, looking at him smiling.

            “I couldn’t imagine sharing it with anyone else. Now let’s go,” he links his arm, through yours and leads you inside.

The house is full of warmth and charm as laughter peels from the kitchen. The door snaps shut behind you and the chatting from the kitchen stops.

            “Clark, is that you?” you hear a feminine voice ask, then a chair scrap against the floor. Suddenly, a lovely woman rounds the corner lighting up at the sight of her boy.

            “Clark, oh honey, I’ve missed you!” she reaches her arms up to cup his face. “You look good, are you well?”

            He chuckles, “Yes, Ma, I’m very well and I’ve brought someone I want you to meet.” He says, gesturing to you. She turns to look at you her face breaking into a smile once more.

            “You must be (y/n). Oh, Clark has told me so much about you.” She takes your hand and looks you over. “You’re so beautiful.”

You feel your cheeks warm. “Thank you, Mrs. Kent,” you say, softly. “You have a lovely home and your view is just breathtaking.”

            “Why, thank you, dear and please, call me Ma or Martha, whatever you’re comfortable with but Mrs. Kent is my mother-in-law,” she says with a tinkling laugh.

You glance at Clark and then back to his mother. “Alright, Martha, thank you for having me.”

            She waves a hand at you, “Oh shucks, honey, any girl that Clark is willing to bring home must be a keeper, we are more than happy to have you here. Now, why don’t you go into the kitchen and meet Johnathan while Clark takes your bags upstairs.”

You smile, “Alright, lead the way.”

            She links her arm with yours and leads into the kitchen. You throw Clark a smile over your shoulder and he winks at you as he hoists the bags up the stairs.

Martha leads you into the kitchen. A kind looking man and a elderly couple look up at you.

            “Johnathan, Nana, Bumpa, this is Clark’s girlfriend, (y/n),” Martha says with a smile.

Johnathan stands and holds his hand out, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you all, I’ve heard so many amazing things about this place, I’m really looking forward to spending some time here.”

Johnathan smiles, “we’ll we are happy to have you.”

Clark comes down and breaks out in a smile, “Nana! Bumpa! I didn’t know that you guys were coming.”

You’re heart swells as you watch your massive boyfriend lean down to kiss his tiny grandparents.

            “Well, now that everyone is here. Let’s eat,” Martha says with a clap.

“Ma, can I help you with anything?” Clark asks, sweetly.

            “Sure thing, baby, you can carry out the roast.”

“Yes ma’am,” he says, following her into the kitchen and returning shortly with a large pan with a delicious looking roast in it. You smile at him as he starts to cut into as his mom brings in a few sides.

“Martha, this all looks so good,” you say, your stomach rumbling.

She pats your back, “Thank you, dear.”

You eat and smile, chatting with his family. Halfway during dessert, you slip your hand into Clark’s and squeeze his hand. He looks at you and lifts your hand to press a kiss to the back of the it.

“Will you go get their present?” you whisper to Clark.

            “Already got it. It’s on the mantel in the living room. Do you wanna grab it?” he says, smiling.

You nod and kiss his cheek, “I’ll be right back.” You pad into the living room and grab the gift off the mantel and come back into the kitchen. “Martha, Johnathan, I hope you don’t mind but Clark and I got you a little gift to celebrate your milestone,” you say, presenting the neatly wrapped gift to them.

            Martha places a hand over her chest. “Bless your hearts, you two didn’t have to come through all the trouble for us.”

            Clark smiles, “Ma, we wanted to.”

She smiles and takes the present from your gently, sliding the bow off gently and carefully unwrapping the box. She slips the lid off and lifts the scrapbook out with a small gasp, as she turns it over in her hands, flipping through the pages gently. “It’s beautiful, thank you.”

            Clark smiles and then glances at you. “It was all (y/n/n), Ma,” he murmurs, kissing your temple.

Martha looks at Johnathan and smiles, clearly having an unspoken conversation. His nana and bumpa share a similar look. You take in the love in their eyes and then glance at Clark finding the same warmth there. You heart skips a beat and you press a kiss to his lips chastely. Pulling away, you realize that you could get used to spending your holidays here. Your future is folding out before your eyes and you couldn’t be happier.  

“Clark, can I talk to you in private for a second?” you whisper in his ear. He nods and excuses the two of you from the table.

       “What’s up, sweetheart?” he asks, ever so attentive. 

“Remember that question you asked me a few months ago?” you whisper, playing with the buttons on his shirt. 

        “Are you talking about my proposal?” he asks, softly.

You nod, “I’m ready, ask me again.” 

        His face softens, “You mean it?”

You nod again, smiling, “Something about this place and seeing your parents and grandparents still so in love that made me realize that I can see my future with you. I can see the next several decades of my life with you and our kids, coming back her for christmas and I want that. I didn’t know that I did when you asked then but I know that I do now, so please ask me again, Clark, please,” you gush, blinking back tears. 

        He moves to the coat rack and pulls the black ring box from his pocket. He strides back over to you, takes your hand and kneels. “(y/n) (l/n), will you do me the honor of doing becoming my wife?” he asks, beaming up at you. 

You giggle and nod, tears welling up in your eyes. “Yes, Clark, I will,” you whisper, as he slides the ring on your finger. 

         He stands up and presses a kiss to your lips. “I love you,” he says when he pulls away. 

“I love you too, so much,” you reply, pecking his lips. “Let’s not say anything, until tomorrow. I don’t wanna steal your parents thunder tonight, ok?” 

         “Of course, Mrs. Darcy,” he murmurs, teasingly.

You smile up at him. “Oh, Mr. Darcy,” you murmur, lovingly and kiss him once more. You turn the ring upside down and lace your fingers into Clark’s. 

“The ring is beautiful by the way,” you whisper as you walk towards the kitchen. 

        “It was my Nana’s mother ring,” he replies, just as you step back into the kitchen to sit down. The group is staring at the two of you knowingly and MArtha is the first to speak. 

“So, what’s the verdict?” she murmurs, curiously.

      “My dear, I do think that cat is already out of the bag,” Clark murmur, cheeks pink. 

“I’d say so,” you giggle. You untwine your fingers from Clarks and spin the ring around, before holding up your hand. 

“I said Yes.”

The room erupts in a chorus of cheers as you beam at Clark and he beams back. In the moment, you truly understand how Elizabeth felt as you’d truly found your Mr. Darcy. 

Tagging: @salimahbicharara-comun @persephone-is-here-omg​ @angryschnauzer​ @viking-raider​ @littlefreya​ @soldatsaleannan​ @shreddedparchment​

[actualbird]

Yeah I was in the middle of writing my last ask when you posted Amber's response and I'm on the mobile app so I couldn't go and read that in a separate tag whoops.

Absolutely agree with both Amber and your elaborations on Vyn and how he still manages to remain in control even when thrown off! Him showing true vulnerability in front of mc honestly would be a huge milestone in their relationship, almost on the same level as Luke finally telling mc about his illness. I haven't heard anything about the annniversary cards but I'm expecting it to show up around there by virtue of how important a milestone it is. If not in this anniversary, maybe a birthday or second anniversary card. I'd be very happy if it showed up outside of those in a non limited tears banner though, and Mihoyo does sometimes put important relationship progression in regular cards so fingers crossed!

As someone who really likes found family, my enjoyment of tot would skyrocket if the boys' relationships developed past the lighthearted competition. There's so much to do with them as a group! The day I find an otome that balances both a developing relationship with the mc and the characters' relationship with each other and does it amazingly will be the absolute highlight of the year.

Definitely agree with the eye colour analysis! Honestly I'm very tempted to use a colour picker on Marius's eyes to see what he's hiding in that colour but it just being Purple with no other explanation is also great so he'll be spared for now.

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waaahhh, glad u saw amber's ask + response!! and yesSSSSS vulnerability key milestone for all the boys' relationships but like, in different emotional places

i have seen bday 2ssr and.....i wont spoil specifics, but theres something along that vein in there. it's GREAT the character and story development of relationship in tot is so so good and i love it DDEARLY

while a bunch of big stuff happens in limited tear cards (//shakes my fist at the nature of the market needing demand) imo a bunch of the development rlly happens in the personal story. ive gone through luke's cn server personal story 3 and 4 (NO IMPULSE CONTROL INSIDE OF ME) and it's SOOOO GOOD in terms of seeing those key fears and flaws get confronted and seeing our wonderful boy grow irt to them

and hrgHGHRGHRGHR yeah in an ideal world theres more found family going on in canon. pls, ive wanted this since like, the first week i played tot when it released in global.

and man, if anybody can figure out what purple means for marius (aside from purple being a color heavily associated for those of high status), i applaud them. but kjdskjBKJF Marius Is Just Purple is also too entertaining for me not to be satisfied anyway HAHA

[laceymorganwrites]

Fluff alphabet

Meliodas:

A=Affection (How affectionate are they?):

Meliodas is very affectionate and he Shows it every Chance he gets. You can see the insecurity and loneliness in his eyes, so he tries to hide it. Of Course Meliodas is a broken man and you have to catch him in those Moments that lead him to being affectionate. He´s just so scared to lose you.

B=Breath (what could a s/o do to take their breath away?):

defend him. in either way, in a fight or an argument. agree with him on some stupid idea he has, he´ll be over the moon. and if you can stand up for yourself and for him, well that´s just gonna make his heart beat faster

C=Cuddle (do they cuddle? And if they do, when and how often?):

um, yes. obviously he cuddles, he´s very touch starved so he tries to do it at any chance you two get

D=Dream (What do they Dream of doing with their s/o?):

he wants to travel the world with you. as cheesy as that sounds, Meliodas can´t imagine something more romantic and peaceful than that. 

E=Effort (How much effort do they put in a relationship?):

all of it, sometimes even too much. He´s easily manipulated when someone says they love him. And well, if he doesn´t get that they´re just using him, he´ll still Keep the effort and break on it because it leads to Nothing.

F=Fear (What do they do when their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?):

if it´s something he can take care of, he will do so in mere seconds. However if it´s not a concrete reason, he will Freak out a bit internally. In such a case he´ll provide all the physical Attention you might need

G=Gifts (What Kind of Gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want one in return?):

clothes and Accessoires, if he sees something that would fit you, he must get it immediately. However he doesn´t expect you to gift you Things. But he´s very happy every time you do

H=Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?):

It´s Meliodas, he hugs you every Chance he gets if you´re okay with it

I=Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have Problems with intimacy?):

depends. he´s only romantic when his emotions get the best of him, hence at a later Point in a relationship. He´s not romantic on Purpose but he does and say romantic Things sometimes. In the beginning intimacy scares him, but the more he Trusts you and the Closer you two get, it goes away and he´ll be very intimate with you

J=Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act?):

he´s jealous every day, but not Always for a reason. See he´s very insecure, so he asks himself every day why you´re still with him. Yes, he tries his best to be a better Person and Keep you but he knows it´s not good enough. He doesn´t tell you and keeps it to himself, he has those glum periods in a day. But he will definitely act on his jealousy if someone gets too close to you. He´ll just tell them off in any way needed.

K=Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss their s/o?):

he´s a very gentle, soft kisser. he certainly knows what he´s doing. He also likes kisses very much, but he doesn´t initiate as often in the beginning. He has a certain look that you Need to learn to read when he wants to be kissed

L=Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or Show it?):

Meliodas doesn´t want to tell you in the beginning. Everything good was taken from him and he´s scared that you´ll be too. So he definitely prefers to Show it. And he does say it, but you have to say it first, he tries to push back the confession as far as possible. Once he says it, it´s very scarce for him to repeat it. However when his Feelings get the better of him, it´ll slip out.

M=Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so what Kind of ceremony?):

no, as explained  earlier, he´s just too scared of bad People ruining it

N=Night out (What types of Dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?):

he likes to Go out for walks in the evening and have picnics. Walks will take place as often as you have time

O=Out of the ordinary (What´s something they normally don´t do for/with their s/o?):

Mention his past, he´s ashamed of it and scared of you judging and leaving him. He just doesn´t want you to be scared of him

P=Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? How do they mess with their s/o?):

no. just no. being with you is far too serious for Meliodas and with all the worries in his head, he can´t ever relax to such a Point of being playful with you

Q=Questions (Do they ask their s/o for their opinion on Things? Do they share theirs?):

he Always asks you for your opinion. no matter how unimportant the Topic may seem, he just wants to include you in everything and respects your opinion very much

R=Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do Things on the spot or do they plan ahead?):

it really depends on the Event. Overall your relationship is Pretty spontaneous. but when it Comes to big Dates like your Birthday or anniversary, Meliodas likes to plan ahead very much. he wants everything to be perfect especially on those Dates and he can´t afford it should something go wrong

S=Sleep (How do they Sleep together?):

he will curl up to you and cling around you like a koala

T=Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?):

too much. he´s Always telling himself that he shouldn´t, that you could betray him and destroy all the happiness he built for himself. it´s just very hard for him to think About his insecurities. but he can´t help himself and Forget About all that when he´s with you. he Trusts you Right from the beginning and will never stop

U=Unique (What makes them unique as a s/o?):

the way he´s very intense in a lowkey Level. he just takes your breath away in everything he does for you, and he doesn´t even do it on purpose

V=Vulnerable (How Long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?):

he will never be fully vulnerable around his S/O. there are simply Moments where he is more open, and in those Moments he will allow himself to cry and be comforted, but Nothing more. He doesn´t want his vulnerability get in the way of anything

W=Wild Card (Random domestic headcanon):

he has multiple photo Albums of you and keeps making them for several Milestones in your relationship or just Special and nice days. he likes to look at those photos and remember the happiness on those days

X=X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o was injured?):

tend to their wound and look after them with all of his care

Y=Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves About their s/o? Are there any Habits that might bother their s/o?):

he doesn´t really mind any Habits that his S/O might expose, except for when they are headstrong and rush into a fight without thinking. as for him, he does get quite closed off at times

Z=Zeal (Are they passionate as a s/o? Do they want or like Passion?):

not really, he´s more of a calm Lover than a passionate one

[mcgrathandwives]

Maria Hill A-Z

Honestly can she just wife me already?

× A = affection (how affectionate are they in day to day life? Do they show affection publicly or keep that more in private?)

Maria at first doesn’t show any PDA, she’s more of an ‘all about the job’ kinda gal, y’know? She’s comfortable with affection around the Avengers and Fury but anyone else is a no go. She does it solely to keep you both as safe as she can.

× B = best memory (what is the best memory they have with you)

Ofttt, it’s hard to pick just one. There’s your first date, your first ‘i love you’, your first mission together or there’s the first morning she woke up beside you, your birthday, your first anniversary.

But her favourite, her absolute favourite memory would have to be the day you both moved in together. Boxes surrounded you both, laughter could be heard throughout the apartment, Maria had finally got you to agree that moving in together would be beneficial for you both. 

The day itself couldn’t have gone any better, the moving went well, Tony and the other Avengers helped, Steve, Tony, and Bucky doing most of the heavy lifting whilst Bruce and Sam navigated where everything was going. Nat and Wanda didn’t do much but laugh at them but the two of them did hang back to help Maria unpack the kitchen stuff. Peter and Clint helped you carry the last of the boxes from the truck. Scott came by with pizza for everyone, after that they left with the promise of coming back once you’re both settled in. There were still a few boxes left, they could wait. Both of you sank on to your couch, wrapping her arm around you and pulling you closer. 

× C = cat or dog person (this is pretty obvious)

To me, Maria Hill screams dog person.

× D = dreams (what do they want to do in life?)

Keep working with Nick and the Avengers for as long as needed but really she just wants to have a semi-normal life with you.

× E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? So they go out? Do they read?)

If she isn’t working or at one of Tony’s parties then, she’s spending all her time with you. Doing absolutely anything you want, from cooking together to just getting in the car and seeing where it takes you.  

× F = first date (what was it like?)

Maria counts it as the first date and you really don’t have the guts to argue with her. It was your first time at one of Tony’s parties, you came with Natasha, she’d been trying to get you to work up the nerve to at least talk to Maria.

Maria, however, was having the same issue with Steve and Tony. They’ve been trying to get Maria in the same room as you. Eventually, as the night passed you both found yourself’s at the bar. Stealing glances at each other until you finally snapped, swigging your drink. Making your way over to her, “If I try a cheesy pick-up line do you promise not to fire me?”

She was quick to shoot back, “I can’t promise that.” From that moment onward you tried your best pick up line on her, it made her laugh. The minute you heard it, you knew then and there that you needed to hear it daily. After a few drinks together, Tony had seen to it that everyone paired up and started to dance, Maria, extended her hand, dragging you with her. She walked you back to your apartment that night and asked you on a second date.

× G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

Poor pick-up lines, your back and forth banter with Tony and Thor and honestly how quickly you got Fury to like you.

× H = hugs (do they like hug? What kind of hugs do the give?)

She gives hands down, the best hugs on the planet. She’s always the big spoon and will, without a doubt always pull you into any hug she can manage. Even at work.

× I = instrument (do they play an instrument?)

Honestly, I see Hill being a guitarist or at least was before her time with SHIELD

× J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

You.

× K = kisses (what kind of kisser are they? Shy? Passionate?)

Maria is nothing but a passionate person, she’s just got a lot of love to give and will happily give it all to you. She’s got absolutely no problem, pulling you into a kiss the minute you walk through the door or into the same room. 

Her hands will make their way over any part of you she can reach, from sliding them into your pockets or slipping them into your belt loops- just to pull you closer. One sits on your neck as the other finds itself in your hair or both find comfort on your face as she pulls you both as close as she can.

× L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

Blushing, she’s a blusher y’all. She’s also a stubborn woman. She won’t tell you how she feels because that’s just how she is, she needs a lot of encouragement or to be physically forced into a situation where she needs to tell you exactly how she feels.

× M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

Absolutely anything to do with Fury. She doesn’t talk much about her life before SHIELD, but since you both got together everything positive she mentions involves him, any milestone she’s hit herself, Fury’s always been right there by her side.

× N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

Discussing work at dinner. She doesn’t mind bringing work home with her- if anything she does it the most but the golden rule is it stays out of the kitchen.

× O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

She didn’t really have much of a plan for herself until she fell into her SHIELD life since then she’s just wanted to climb the ranks.

× P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

WORLDS. PROUDEST. MOTHER.

She’s crazy involves, she’s everything you could ever hope for from talking to your bump, painting the nursery, going to all the doctor’s appointments, to getting involved with their homework, going to every school event, full on sobbing at every milestone they hit, sobbing even more once she gets her arms around them. Maria’s all about her family, there’s nothing she wouldn’t do for her kids and they know it. 

× Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

She always says nothing can surprise her anymore since she’s fairly open to every possibility of anything non-human existing.

× R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

Maria does it all. Flowers, surprise dates, chocolates, she’s not exactly big on Valentine's days since she showers you in all of her love daily but will always have something planned, normally something small that means something to the two of you.

× S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

You, because she’s cheesy like that.

× T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

You’re always subconsciously touching, it’s become second nature to the both of you. Holding hands, entwining your fingers together as your both going through the work on your tablets, swinging your legs onto the other's lap, resting your heads on each other's shoulder.

If you’ve had a hard mission, she doesn't like to suffocate you in affection but needs to be in the same room as you, just you know she’s there. You need a sense of normality when you come back, it helps you deal with whatever happened, but if you need it then she’s more than happy to wrap her arms around her.

If she’s been on a rough mission then the only place she wants and needs to be is with you. You’re there the minute she steps off the Quinjet, all through her medical, the debrief and then you’ll drive back home, never letting go of her. The second you get home, she’s dragging you to the couch. She just needs to let everything out.

× U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable)

You- you’re forever falling over her stuff, files, clothes, shoes. Anything and everything is left laying around.

Maria- she can’t stand you making random noises especially if she’s doing paperwork

× V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

There are albums of photos, polaroids, framed photos littered around your apartment and there’s plenty of videos and copies of your photos saved to a secure hard drive, you’re spies after all.

× W = wedding (what was the wedding like?)

Simple, intimate, all the Avengers (new and old) and the entirety of SHIELD attended and Fury officiated the entire thing. Maria looked breathtaking as usual and you scrubbed up well thanks to Tony. 

× X = eXtra (what’s an interestingness fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

She needs to sleep on the window side of the bed as well as being a fan of Frank Sinatra.

× Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

She hates the word moist only because Tony’s said it so much to annoy Steve and Bucky.

× Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep? What mood do they wake up in? Really any sleeping headcanons)

She’s not a light sleeper but is fairly alert if there’s a lot of movement on the bed.

She loves tucking her head under your chin and falling asleep on your chest as you play with her hair. Listening to your heartbeat really helps her calm down. She knows you can handle yourself in any situation and that you’ll do anything to protect her so she can let herself be her around you.

[4seasonswithiu]

[TRANS] 190711 OnlyU-IU China share fun moments they had with IU and her team on the set of Hotel Del Luna

Our staff members double checked the items before the departure with an anxious heart. Fortunately, we were able to reach the set on time despite the heavy traffic. The food truck, tent, tables and banners were all set up when we arrived at the set. Then, it took us another 40 minutes to prepare all the gifts by putting them carefully in each paper bag and stacking them up on the table beside the buffet tent.

Not too long after we were done with the gift preparations, manager Hanteo approached us, gave us his warm greetings before checking out the buffet tent. As the weather was pretty hot, Hanteo jokingly told us that he would ‘drink’ all the (Ghana) chocolates within the gift bag right away. When going through the other gifts, we especially pointed out that the Voluspa aromatherapy candles were for IU Team, so Hanteo thanked us in Mandarin, saying “xie xie!” as well.

He reminded us that since we would have to wait a little longer, so stay away from the sun in some shade. He also passed on the gifts to director Oh, actor Yeo Jin Goo and IU Team. Later, PD told us we could pass the gift to IU in person in a while.

We gave the staff of Hotel Del Luna the gifts we prepared as they passed by from time to time. During dinner time, some staff came to collect their gifts and we got the HDL team PD to pass on the remaining gifts to other busy staff on the set. 

Around 8PM, IU finally appeared in her pony tail, white loose t-shirt and pants. Since the coffee truck was right beside the entrance, so she took lots of proof photos with the help of Hyesun and the new manager (Moon Ji Hwan) first. After greeting us, she expressed her gratitude for the gifts and meal that we prepared, telling us that she would enjoy the meal and asking whether we were hungry as well or not. We still managed to answer her that we were ‘hungry’ though our mind went completely blank at that moment as we were softened by her sweet tender eyes. IU then invited us to join her for dinner.

The HDL team PD also encouraged us to sit beside IU for dinner. Together, we also had Hanteo, Hyeseon and the new manager (Ji Hwan) with us in one table, and thankfully all of them ate a lot. IU seemed to have noticed how nervous we were, so she kept initiating conversation with us. She said, “we (IU Team) are usually quiet whenever we eat, and given the hot weather and packed filming schedules today, so everyone’s still in a daze. Did all of you travel all the way from China? It must have been hard for you guys to be here given the scorching hot weather.” When she was told that some of us would have to catch the early morning flight in a bit, she frowned as pain and sadness clouded her features.

When eating, director Oh came by so IU introduced him to us and we quickly bowed to him. Director Oh was pretty adorable and not all that serious or solemn as he greeted us enthusiastically and expressed his gratitude for our support. He kept the Hotel Del Luna customised towel around his neck all the time, even when he was having his meal.

Seeing how most of them were almost done with eating, we brought out the gifts and explained to them about the Diptyque’s limited edition ‘The Legend of the North’ series’ candles first. IU was touched upon knowing that we chose the candles because it suited Man Wol’s mysterious aura, saying “ah~ because it suits Man Wol!”. She also let out a tiny ‘wow’ when we told her we bought GUCCI’s A Kiss from Violet perfumed oil for her because its violet scented (IU’s favourite). We also let IU have a look at our charity/ donation certificate, telling her that hundreds of Uaenas participated in this donation and some of us visited the institute with some necessities and played with the kids there to which IU replied ‘aigoo’ tsunderely/ proudly and dearly. She also asked about the details and complimented us ‘Hen BBang!’ (so amazing) in Mandarin since one of us personally went to the welfare institute. IU gave us a big thumbs up, saying ‘Zzen Bbang! Xie xie!’ (really amazing! thank you!) when we mentioned about the necessities that we have donated. One of us caught on the right timing of the atmosphere and started applauding, to which IU joined her right away, followed by Hyeseon, Hanteo and all HDL staff from other tables who had no idea of what’s going on. It suddenly turned into an ocean of harmony 😂.

Click here for more details of IU’s birthday gifts (candles and perfumes), fan donation and fansupport by OnlyIUcn.

We also told IU about her super topic ‘#IU’ that has accumulated over 10 billion reads on Weibo recently and she was ultimately shocked. Since she’s not familiar with how weibo functions, so we explained to her that the hashtag is sort of a community on weibo where people could leave their posts, comments, votes and screenshots there to support her. She seemed to have grasped on the super topic concept after going through some of our posts in the hashtag section and showed off the milestone achievement to people around her. 

IU: Hey, I achieved 10 billion reads! Hanteo and Hyeseon: As expected from the scale of mainland China, they don’t just simply go with (small numbers like) ten thousands when it comes to calculations.

We passed the <10 Years of Flower Road> book to IU, sharing with her that C-Uaenas designed, edited and compiled everything about her within this book in celebration of her 10th anniversary. We also tried to find the best printing manufacturer that we could to bring out the best quality of it. As soon as she got the book on hands, she kept gasping in admiration, saying “wow this is truly amazing. This is impressive, OnlyIU’s scale is no joke” as she flipped through the pages slowly. She especially stopped at one of the pages which contained IU Team’s photo, too bad the whole book was written in Chinese so the staff unnie tried to cheer her up by telling her that they could translate right away using mobile apps. All of them joked a few times about looking for someone who knows Mandarin and asked everyone to hurry up and learn the language too.

Click here for some details of the book

IU really likes the calligraphy gift that we gave her so she took a special proof shot with it. Since it’s written in Chinese, she asked us about the meaning of the poem. We were still in a daze at that time so we only explained briefly that it’s a poem about the moon. IU said she would try to look for a professional to interpret it.

Poem: The Moon Festival by Su Shi

When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky. I don’t know what season it would be in the heavens on this night. I’d like to ride the wind to fly home. Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions are much too high and cold for me. Dancing with my moon-lit shadow, It does not seem like the human world. The moon rounds the red mansion stoops to silk-pad doors, Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge, Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart? People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart, The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane, This has been going on since the beginning of time. May we all be blessed with longevity though far apart, We are still able to share the beauty of the moon together.

Even though we are thousands of miles and oceans (Yellow Sea) apart, nothing can stop us from surrendering our hearts to the full moon (Man Wol) C-Uaenas present president Jang Man Wol this poem And may the opening of Hotel Del Luna blossom 

*Yellow Sea is a marginal sea of the Pacific Ocean located between mainland China and the Korean Peninsula. *Full Moon is pronounced the same way as Man Wol in both Chinese and Korean.

밝은 달은 어느 때나 떠오를지 술잔을 잡고 하늘에 물어본다. 달 속에 있는 궁궐은 오늘밤은 어느 해인지 모르겠구나. 나는 바람을 타고 돌아가고자 하니 달 속의 궁궐이 높은 곳이라 추위를 견디지 못할까 두려워라. 일어나 춤추니 그림자도 따라 도는데 어찌 인간 세계와 비길 수가 있으랴 달그림자가 붉은 누각 빙 돌며 곱게 조각한 창문에 드리우니 달빛에 비추어져 잠을 이룰 수 없네. 더 이상 번뇌가 있을 수 없는데 무슨 일로 오래도록 이별할 때에 이렇게 둥근가? 인간에겐 슬픔과 기쁨, 이별과 만남이 있고 달은 흐리고 맑고, 둥글고 이지러짐이 있으니 이런 일은 예전부터 완전하기가 어려워라. 다만 바라기는 멀리 떨어져 있는 이가 오래 살아서 천 리 밖에서도 이 밝은 달을 함께 구경했으면.

Note: This is a famous Mid-Autumn lyric written by Sushi(a poet in Song Dynasty) for his brother Zi-you(1039-1112) when the poet was away from the imperial court. According to some commentators, “the palace on high” might allude to the imperial palace and therefore, after reading this lyric, Emperor Song Shen Zong said that Su Shi was loyal.

When IU was giving us her signature as acknowledgement (of the fan support), we noticed that IU’s mandarin pinyin skills were remarkably impressive, she came up with most of the pinyin (as shown in the picture) and kept seeking confirmation from us (just incase she made a mistake). She wanted to write 시원한 여름 (a cool and refreshing summer) so badly because it kind of means “watching horror movies” in Korea too (납량). She wanted to write “we will see each other very soon” so she added “see you soon” in English too. It was obvious that IU urged to write using lots of pinyin but she didn’t have much time since the drama team was rushing to another filming venue already. Nevertheless, she drew a big thumbs up and yummy bowl of rice for us and was eventually made fun by IU Team. They jokingly asked her “what are those?”, making IU shooting daggers at them keke.

“Dear. OnlyU-IU China ♥   Thank you all!! Well done!! 👍 Yummy 🍚💕 Miss you guys…♥ I love you guys! Stay healthy! - from IU” 

“Dear C-uaenas ♥ I miss you all very much See U soon! Don’t fall sick...☆ Thank you! 😊 - from IU”

Lastly, we told IU that we would enjoy watching the drama to which she replied “please do enjoy (watch) the show (properly), it’s very interesting.” She kept thanking us a few times in Mandarin after bidding farewell to us too.

The PD came by after that and took the huge IU (with her head facing down) photo away, explaining that he would hang it in the waiting room. We weren’t sure whose waiting room he was referring to since we didn’t dare to question more, so we could only pray and hope earnestly that he’s taking it to IU’s room TT.

Then we sent off the coffee truck & buffet tent owners and bid farewell to the entire crew on the set before leaving. We lost count of how many times we went around the set to bow (give greetings) to make sure we didn’t miss any corner of it.

Despite being short of hands due to some of our members who couldn’t make it last minute, but we are very happy to have completed the fan support, passed IU her gift in person and relayed her greetings and thanks to C-Uaenas safely. We are fully aware that IU made lots of adorable facial expressions and kept a smile on her face all the time because she wanted to express her gratitude towards Uaenas who worked hard together to bring up the fan support to her on the set. Once again, we thank Uaenas who contributed in this fan support. We will continue to give IU the best fan support!

Source: OnlyU-IU 中国首站 @ Weibo  Translated by IUteamstarcandy

[millenniummmbop]

@marikism @darkfluffy98 @artistic-endchamber

Thank you all so much!!

🥰💛🥰💛🥰💛🥰

[welevelup1]

Sober anniversary quotes

One year sober anniversary quotes can be a great way to show your support for a friend or loved one who has made it through their first year of sobriety. Here are some popular quotes to help celebrate this special occasion:Recovery is a process that takes time. Even though every day of sobriety is an accomplishment, milestones provide an opportunity for others to celebrate with a person in recovery. A person’s sobriety anniversary can also be called a sober birthday or recovery anniversary. This could be marked by the last day of use, the day after the final relapse, or the day the person decided to get help.

For someone in recovery, these clean date anniversaries mark important achievements of sobriety. People in recovery may thank those who’ve helped them on their journey and reflect ​on their progress. Congratulating someone at these times is one way to be encouraging and inspiring.

Quotes for Sobriety Anniversary

Even though every day of sobriety is an accomplishment, milestones provide an opportunity for others to celebrate with a person in recovery.

Keep expecting miracles! You are one of my favorite miracles!

“You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.” – C.S. Lewis

Happy Soberversary!

I love watching you become who you’re meant to be. Growth and progress, not perfection.

Sobriety is your superpower!

Today is another amazing day to be grateful. I’m grateful for the wonderfully imperfect but lovable sober person you’ve become!

Congratulations on this anniversary of quitting! I hope to celebrate more with you in the future because I am not planning on ever quitting our friendship.

I’m proud to call you my friend and proud of your accomplishment!

Today marks the important day you chose to keep making the right decision all this time.

You are one of my favorite success stories. The story gets better and better the longer it goes. Keep up the great work!

You’re a work-in-progress, just like I am. Our friendship is also a work-in-progress, but I love it.

I know you aren’t supposed to get overly confident now that you’ve had some success, so I’ll just tell you that you’ve done a great job letting yourself be helped and working the steps.

This is a nice stop on your journey to remind you how far you’ve come and where you’re headed.

We’re acknowledging the time you’ve reclaimed in your life, so congratulations on a time well spent.

I have appreciated your friendship for a long time now, but I am especially grateful for the commitment you’ve made to stay sober to be the great friend you are.

Never quit quitting!

I’m happy that you’re exactly where you should be right now. You’re important to me right where you are.

You know I’m there for you when you screw up, but I enjoy it a lot more when you include me on occasions like this!

‘One day at a time,’ just like how you have to approach your friendship with me.​

<a href="https://welevelup.com/rehab/100-sobriety-anniversary-quotes/"> one year sober anniversary quotes</a>

AA Sobriety Anniversary Quotes

“We’re all looking at the people around us, the people who have gone before us who have succeeded in recovery and have long-term sobriety and they are an illustration for us of how good it can be.” – Scott Stevens

“The hopeful part about that is when you do have that help, you will feel better. It still doesn’t make this easy. Nothing makes this easy, but you can make better decisions.” – David Sheff

“The CRAFT approach, developed by Bob Meyers at U of New Mexico, is one set of important tools that DO work, and it feels great to see families using these strategies and getting results, feeling hopeful again, feeling empowered, getting support, learning to trust themselves again, getting their lives and the lives of their children back.” – Jeff Foote, PhD

“Recovery is all about using our power to change our beliefs that are based on faulty data.” – Kevin McCormack

“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.” – Anne Lamott

“I know, despite all my best efforts and deepest desires, that I can’t guarantee a happy, healthy, and successful path for my children; still, once in a while, I feel the tide touching my toes.” – D’Anne Burwell

Sobriety Anniversary Quotes: “This day of celebration means as much to me as it could mean to anyone. I have benefited greatly from your sobriety and your help over the years.”

“There is a place in this movement for everybody, whether you just want to share your story at a school, share your story with your neighbor or you want to speak to your legislator about how important supporting addiction recovery is for our communities.” – Greg Williams

“Positive thoughts and prayer have been the best means available, since the beginning of time, to transform darkness into light.” – Cate Stevens

“Get in touch with your intuition. The answers are inside if we have a process to be introspective.” – Dr. Herby Bell

“In recovery, your shape changes. For you to fit back into the rest of the puzzle, your life, the other pieces of the puzzle must also change their shapes to accommodate you.” – Augusten Burroughs

“We’re saying that the way people sustain ongoing, long-term change is through building a better life in ways that matter to them as individuals.” – Nicole Kosanke, PhD

“Our family is affected by addiction. I will accept it, find strength in God and my recovering community, and go forward.” – Libby Cataldi

“People spend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idle dreams, addictions, religions, and even other people, hoping to fill the emptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed to search was within.” – Ramona L. Anderson

“I sought treatment and began the process of getting myself healthy and in return could make healthier decisions concerning my child. Self-care is critical and must not be neglected.” – Sharon LeGore

“Incarceration without recovery programming is ineffective for people who are coping with addiction. It’s common sense: Isolating and punishing don’t work. Love, inclusion, and help do.” – Ryan Hampton

“I never thought when I stumbled into the recovery rooms, 25 years ago, that I would be standing in the middle of this life I never could have imagined. I am peaceful. I am free and I am living.” – Sober and shameless, Kristina Wandzilak

“Yoga is a path that leads to true healing, happiness, and a successful thriving life.” – Tommy Rosen

“No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.” – George Chakiris

“People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Neither does bathing. That’s why we recommend it daily.” – Zig Ziglar

“Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day out.” – Robert Collier

“Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It’s perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we’ve learned something from yesterday.” – John Wayne

“If you can quit for a day, you can quit for a lifetime.” – Benjamin Alire Sáenz

“Fall seven times, stand up eight.” – Japanese proverb

“Either you run the day, or the day runs you.” – Jim Rohn

“Every strike brings me closer to the next home run.” – Babe Ruth

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” – Albert Einstein

“When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love …”  ―Marcus Aurelius

[lore-a-lie]

Bonus Chapter: Courting Disaster

Love Hotel

He knew he shouldn’t be doing this. There was no getting around that fact.

Monokuma caught him in a moment of weakness, and he was an idiot for letting his loneliness overtake him. This was no way he should be “reaching out” to others. He knew this wouldn’t solve anything.

The bear told him that if all went well he’d be the only one to really remember this. That throws a lot of suspicion over how “consentual” anything in this love hotel can be. As if anyone would ever want him.

But if his partner really wanted to go that far what was he supposed to do? He wanted some connection sure, any type he could get his hands on like a miserable thief, but not like this. And the last thing he wanted was to make someone else here miserable. None of them deserved that.

Except Korekiyo, but if that’s who he found on the other side of the door it would be an entirely different story.

Monokuma claimed he couldn’t move bodies after all. So if that bastard showed his face no one would need to suffer a trial until at least three people who “visited” this place found him. Two visits minimum.

More than enough time for him to make his peace so he could confess. He was ready for any execution Monokuma could give him after all. Being here has already been a reprieve from what he deserved.

Attacking him like this would be underhanded sure, but it’s not like his “victim” hadn’t done the same. Any guilt he felt for thinking this way was easily outweighed by not recognizing the threat that he was.

In some sick way that was who he was hoping was waiting for him in that room now. At least then he wouldn’t have to put his morals against someone else’s “fantasy”.

But of course he wouldn’t be that lucky. In some sicker sense he turned out even luckier.

Because when Ryoma Hoshi opened that door it was Kaede Akamatsu sitting on that tacky bed.

He should have walked away, but he didn’t. Out of everyone she was the person he least wanted to cause any trouble for, and he definitely couldn’t take knowing he ruined her night on a whim.

She was in her normal clothes again, and considering how short her skirt was he wasn’t sure if this was meant to be a gift or a curse. So he chose not to think about it, and let the awkward silence stay.

Girls are unpredictable after all, and while he’s obviously both under qualified and undeserving the least he could do is try to fit whatever ideal fantasy was in her head to the best of his ability. With some limits.

There was no way in hell he was low enough to let things go too far now. She deserved a lot better.

The silence clearly wasn’t actually doing Kaede any favors as it looked like the longer he kept quiet the more nervous she was becoming. Unless this too could be part of her “fantasy”? Girls can be weird.

“U-Ummm… Do you remember what today is?” She began when the pause got to be too much to bear.

Okay, that’s pretty tame. I mean she’s gotta know where she is, and it’s probably not her birthday. My girl used to tease me about how guys never remembered the important dates or milestones. Maybe her fantasy is just being in a long term relationship? Boy that’s cute. But it suits her. Sweet, simple, earnest.

“Oh? And I here I was hoping you forgot or I got the date wrong. I mean, it’s our anniversary right? Didn’t really find the time to get you anything though, sorry. It kinda snuck up on me.”

“Y-you remembered?” (What? Was I supposed to not know it? I thought girls normally prefer “reliable” guys. Unless she prefers them to be the sort she can help build up into that. Like Shuichi was. Oh well.)

“Was I not supposed to?” he tried asking with what he hoped came across as a smug smirk. It wasn’t like he could really backpedal now right?

“Sorry, it’s just my friends told me boys could get kinda forgetful about these things.” She answered with a blush as she scratched at her cheek in embarrassment. But she wasn’t unhappy about this. Good.

“They’re probably not wrong, but it depends on the guy I’d think.”

“Then I guess I’m one of the lucky ones!” (GOD WHY IS SHE ALWAYS SO CUTE? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad one anymore, what’s wrong with me?)

After taking a moment to let out some nervous giggles Kaede straightened herself out to ask him a question. One that must have been pretty serious to have her worked up like this.

“It’s okay to not do presents or anything I think. But since it’s our anniversary… I want you to say it, Ryoma…” (Uh oh. Okay. This can’t be too hard, right? What could she possibly want a guy to say here?)

“... I love you?” (Ooookay, no that was not the right answer. Great going Ryoma. But damn if that look on her face isn’t worth it. Geez even her little cowlick is so frazzled it’s practically heart-shaped.)

“W-w-what?!” Kaede’s face was nearly the same red as the cheesy lighting as she tried to recover.

“Sorry, did you want me to say something else?”

“W-well, I mean… I’m not complaining, but it’s not what I was expecting. It’s nice to hear though! Since I was the one who confessed to you and all.” Despite her teacher-like pose she was still redder than a beet.

Ryoma swallowed a bit as he ran through his options. (It’s not like she’d remember this, so why not play along with it? We’re just talking, so it should be harmless. So why not be a bit more honest to yourself?)

“It’s true enough. I still have no idea why you kept chasing after a guy like me anyway.”

“Hey, don’t talk like that! I mean, we’ve been together this long.”

“Just pointing out the obvious sweetheart. You coulda done a lot better than a guy like me.”

There was a distinct gasp as Kaede’s face flushed. For a horrifying second Ryoma worried he’d broken her out of the dream before he realized this was a good thing. (Okay, found it!... What did I say though?)

“... Can you call me that again?”

“You mean “sweetheart”?”

If it was possible her face got even redder as she covered her face with her hands and started kicking her legs like some giddy little kid. (WHY DOES SHE KEEP ACTING SO CUTE?! IS THIS MY PUNISHMENT NOW?)

“This… is the first time you’ve called me something other than just Kaede.”

My heart can’t take this. I’m pretty sure if she gets any sweeter I’ll get diabetes. I know I don’t deserve this. I never will again. I gave all this up a long time ago, so why do you have to keep taunting me like this?

“So, you want me to get in the habit of calling you by a pet name? Do I get one too?” He asked, playing the part of confident naive brat best he could as he teased her a bit. Heaven knows how long it’s been since that stupid cocky kid and everyone he loved died over some dumb bet. But no one else will now.

“Hey, no fair! How come I’m the only one embarrassed by all of this?”

Before Ryoma could come with any response Kaede turned and tried to take him into her arms, which considering their height difference ended up causing her to lose her balance and practically pin him to the bed. Which was marginally less embarrassing than him being treated like a weird teddy bear. Again.

Okay please no gross thoughts, that’s not allowed here. Definitely not in this position. Damn tall people. Well, okay she’s not really that tall. Still, nearly everyone’s “tall” compared to me.

“Uh, sweetheart? You gonna let me up now or…”

Kaede looked nearly as mortified as Ryoma felt, but she didn’t seem like she was going to be moving. (Great. Now how am I going to get out of this? No matter what she thinks she wants, nothing is going to happen here tonight. End of story. Even I’m not that much of a fuckup, I haven’t fallen that far just yet.)

“... Ryoma?”

“Yeah?”

“Hug me.”

“O-okay.” (This isn’t taking advantage of anything right? She’s not against hugs, no real harm done.)

“More like this…” She whispered as she positioned herself so she was genuinely holding Ryoma, and tightened her grip. (Easy for you to say, your arms reach all the way around and then some. Tallll people.)

He really tried not to think about where the way she moved him left him in regards to her body. Not the easiest thing to do, with her heartbeat hammering in his ears, but he did the best he could.

“Can you hear my heartbeat?” (I REALLY WISH I COULDN’T RIGHT NOW SWEETHEART, THANKS FOR ASKING. No gross thoughts, no gross thoughts, think of ANYTHING else. Like… Sharks. Fucking fish.)

“Y-yeah.” (Creepy slimy fish with their cold dead eyes and pointy teeth. Piranha. Barracuda. Whitetips.)

As if taking some mercy on him she finally moved them so her head was on his chest instead, which was a lot less awkward. Not that it stopped his face from burning any, but at least she didn’t comment on it.

“I can hear yours too, Ryoma. It's my favorite melody. It envelops me in a warm, strong embrace... more than any other song can do. It fills me with courage... Ryoma, you play my heart better than I play the piano.” (So fake. I know it is, like it’s a script written for someone else. So stop feeling happy dammit!)

“I know the feeling sweetheart.”

He could feel her giggle as much as he heard it this time. “You called me sweetheart again~”

“Only to build your sense of security so that going back to “Miss Akamatsu” would be hilarious .”

This time her laughter got to the point she had to get off of him, to keep from anyone getting hurt, as she lightly hit at his chest for being a “jerk”.

“Well… If we're being honest, then... I really wanted to hear you say that... It’s like, as long as you give me this courage, I can do anything. What should I do now?” (NOT WHAT I THINK YOU WANT TO DO!)

“Hey, uh… If we’re being honest today then I got something to say too. Sorry if it’s not the sort of thing you wanted to hear though. ‘Cause if you want to try anything… farther, well I… Don’t think I’m ready. You’ve always been braver than I am, you know? Sorry.”

Yeah right, she’s not going to buy this. It’s true, in a sense, but you’re a guy with a pretty girl in a bloody love hotel of all things. Odds aren’t exactly in your favor Ryoma.

“O-oh! No, that’s okay! I wouldn’t want to force you or anything. But it’s not like you’re a coward either.”

Holy shit that actually worked. Hallelujah, the universe doesn’t hate me after all. But try to tell that to Kaito. Hell, it’s not even like he’s wrong. Just look at me. Hard to say I’m not trying to run away, isn’t it?

Trying to help ease her panic Ryoma took Kaede’s hand in his own. It was so different. Where his is tough, worn, and calloused from his hard work at tennis and prison, hers is still soft and barely blemished. A pretty fitting metaphor for them both, probably. All the more proof his hand isn’t the one meant to be here with hers.

With a bit of hesitation Kaede began awkwardly cuddling him and he wasn’t really in a position to object anymore. He did all he could to balance what she needed and what he couldn’t allow himself to do.

It was nice though, as they went back to talking like this. Just a couple of idiots, spending time together. Time only one would remember, while still needing to stay “in character” for the other’s peace of mind.

“Hey, Ryoma? I remember in Tennis the word “love” kept coming up, as if it was the number “zero”. What’s that supposed to mean?”

This doesn’t prove anything. This isn’t meant for me, she’s just adapting to me being here or something. Anyone can use buzzwords for an Ultimate’s talent to make it more “personalized” without meaning it.

“I remember hearing once it was because both players having no points meant they “still had some love for each other” or something like that.”

“I promise that won’t change, even if you let me “score”,” she slyly replied, smiling like a fox who got into the henhouse. Or Kokichi, since the two really have been hanging out together too much for comfort.

That didn’t make the words coming out of her mouth sound any less wrong, even if this wasn’t just based on another one of the hotel’s scripts or something else in the hotel messing with her.

“... Please never say anything like that again, okay Sweetheart?”

“Aww, but you thought it was kinda funny didn’t you?”

You mean “cute” not “funny”, and just because you’re always adorable and I’m a sucker for puns.

He couldn’t help but snort a little at that, there was no saying no to her playful pout. “Yeah I did.”

The conversation went like that until they got tired, but at the very least he was content. Knowing he had no right to be didn’t change that, as he felt Kaede’s warmth beside him. It helped knowing her dreams, if she had anything like that about what happened tonight, would be both pleasant and innocent enough.

The dream was nice while it lasted, but they always need to come to an end. They were too different, even without “ideals” getting in the way. Her courage was a shining light that encouraged others forward and helped keep them together. A sun like that was far beyond his reach now, even if Kaito kept denying it.

All he wanted was for her to be happy. The others too, to a lesser extent. That’s why he was willing to sacrifice so much for them still, if a life like his could be considered in such terms. A life that was already destined for death row shouldn’t be long enough to be worth much right?

He had no future, so he should try to help those that do the best he can.

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Being in a Poly Relationship with BajiFuyu

CHARACTERS: Baji Keisuke x GN!reader x Matsuno Chifuyu

WARNINGS: poly relationship, mxm, drug use (marijuana), suggestive content, reader is mentioned to wear makeup sometimes

word count: 745

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hanging out together while baji fiddles with his guitar, playing random things

sometimes you’ll sit and play with fuyu’s hair, other times you’ll paint his nails

the three of you enjoy being in each other’s presence, even if you aren’t talking

having to convince the two of them to not adopt/rescue every single cute animal they see

it’s so hard (even for you) to not want to keep the cute lil puppies and kitties safe and make them feel loved, but y’all don’t have the time or money to keep pets😩😩😩😩👀 < esp if it’s like. 30 animals that you guys have your eyes on

if someone has a bad day, the other two are there to make them feel better with some weed, snacks, and tlc babey

be prepared for cuddle piles and lots of kisses <3

speaking of smoking with them👀

you have a community bong that’s used between the three of you

there’s always plenty of weed + carts available to use

baji always makes sure to get your guys’ fave strains even if he isn’t too much of a fan of them himself

the pantry is always stocked with your fave snacks when you get the munchies :)

group showers that aren’t sexual and you guys just listen to music and wash each other’s hair <3333

because fuyu has short-ish hair, y’all always try to give him a shampoo mohawk

you tried with baji, but the attempts were not successful :(

OMGGGGG car rides with them are the best

the playlist you guys made together is absolutely immaculate

a good variety of genres and artists, very few songs are skipped (and skips are very rare in this playlist bc it fucks so hard)

birthdays are always so fun with them!!!!!

their gifts are so thoughtful and special

they also will never forget your birthday. that’s a goddamn promise right there buddy

they usually get you some nice jewelry, or sometimes they decide to make some sappy and nostalgic home-made gift for you <3

they made you a huge scrapbook with important milestones from your life + pics of you and your friends, a section for you and family, and a section for the three of you

you guys will go on hikes sometimes (usually the same trail because you guys don’t have the patience to find new ones and memorize the route to take + shortcuts)

if you go in the morning you try to beat the sunrise so you can get a time lapse of the sun rising and it’s so beautiful

it’s also a nice feeling to enjoy the beauty of nature while the rest of the world is sleeping, getting to bask in the quiet

fuyu forced you and baji + some friends into a semi-functional book club but you only read manga

obviously fuyu runs it and chooses the books/manga

it's usually shojo, but sometimes someone can convince chifuyu to choose something different

you guys religiously keep up with demon slayer

you’re all caught up on the manga and are currently watching the anime

you went to the movie theater to watch mugen train and absolutely loved it (it def made u guys cry tho lol)

your first date was at a ramen shop <3

you guys go back to the same shop on your anniversaries as a tradition

for other dates you go on picnics with them and take cute pictures <333333

your socials are filled with super cute pics of the three of you that are taken on dates😩😩

they brag about you all the time to people who haven’t met you

when their new friends eventually meet you they’re like “ohhhh you’re the one they won’t shut up about, i know so much about you it’s weird that this is the first time we’ve met”

the best hype men ever

if you need a confidence booster, let them know

they will happily tell you how attractive you are, how great your makeup looks, how you look so sexy in a new outfit you’re gonna wear

they love expressing how much they’re attracted to you and how good you make them feel :)

they’re both absolutely enamored with you, you have them wrapped around your finger

lounging around the house and playing video games together is so much fun even if you suck at it

sometimes you’re able to absolutely obliterate them and it’s the funniest shit

you definitely are allowed bragging rights, even if they get frustrated by it

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