#i said it once i'll say it again we weren't ready for this song back in 2009 we still ain't!!!! thank u mather for my lyfe

[byechristopher]

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I hate you, too [pt.2].

– CHRIS STURNIOLO SMUT & ANGST.

PART ONE.

Author's note: HI, I finally wrote it. I originally made a poll but, the answer was pretty clear so, here it is. It was requested, by the way! I'll reply to the message because I forgot to put it here, thanks for the request, dear. Side note, I was listening to Never Lose Me – Flo Mili (during the smut part, obvi). Do not copy/steal my work. :)

Warnings: filthy smut, super super long, didn't proofread, rough smut, car sex, angst. That's pretty much it. Minors dni. Thank you.

It's been a week since the party I attended, the one where I encountered him.

My mind has been consumed by reflections on that night, so much that I haven't been able to do anything else other than that, except for work. While I assume he might not have dwelled on it, I can't help but wonder if he thinks about me – about the way we touched, the way I looked at him when he prepared to leave. When I didn't want him to leave.

I shake my head, realizing I can't continue this self-inflicted struggle. Accepting the ongoing intimacy with my ex was challenging enough, let alone having feelings that linger inside me, still to this day. I almost gave in that day, when I saw something in his eyes, something that said he still cared about me – mending my dress, that sweet kiss, his declaration of hatred, a reminder of our past. That we once hated each other and that's why we weren't together anymore. Or so we thought.

Deciding that just sitting here, mopping around and feeling sorry for myself isn't going to help at all, I get up determined to go outside and have some fun. No house parties, no hosts, no Chris, no nothing.

My friends are already up for it (and I love them for it), because it only takes ten minutes for them to come over so we can get all dolled up together. It's a few minutes past midnight and we're finally ready (okay, we did have a few pre-drinks then and there), so we immediately call a cab. We reach our destination just a few minutes later and after greeting the girl that was at the entrance of the club, she lets us in and we get lost in the crowd.

You know how it goes; flashing lights everywhere, people kissing and drinking, almost pitch black all around. Looks like clubs aren't that different from house parties after all. A group of friends offers to buy us drinks, and who are we to say no (there's no way we're dancing with any of them, but it's fine) – we're already having the time of our lives, we're drinking, we look amazing, everything seems possible.

Except for the impossible.

Because there's no fucking way Chris happens to be in this same club; I completely lose the ground beneath my feet. I want to turn my back to him, I really do. But at the same time I want him to see me again. I want to see him again.

My friends notice where I'm looking and they know better than to say anything – so they just leave me be. Chris notices me as well and everything stops. Not again. I hope he doesn't come here but deep down I'm praying he does.

"Never had a bitch like me in your life.."

What is it with me, Chris and songs that we both used to like (and have sex while listening to them)? He's looking at me, and I can feel his intense gaze once again. As he drinks something, for a moment, I wish I could see this sight up close, look how his tongue touches the glass. Fucking hell.

Me and my girlfriends sway to the music, letting every beat ignite a playful dance between us. As we keep each other close, the music wraps around us, and for a moment I forget about him. Lost in the rhythm, we surrender to the dance, singing along.

He's here. Well fuck.

He grabs me by the waist and pulls me closer to him – I can't help but roll my eyes, turning around to look into his blue ones, holding my own drink close to me.

"How dare you interrupt my dance?" I yell in his ear so he can hear and he smiles.

"I stayed to watch you for a bit before I approached and interrupted your dance. You were just too irresistible, damn." as usual, he has a big smirk on his face and I just want to slap it off his face.

His arm stays on my waist and I can't find the strength to push it away – his hand roams around my naked back thanks to my dress, not that I'm complaining. He leans in to wrap his lips around my straw, tasting my drink while looking at me.

"Tastes much better with that lipstick you're wearing.." he teases and licks his lips, "..bet you love it even more when it's around my dick." his gaze darkens and my legs shake a little.

"What a shame you'll never see it on you ever again." I give him a sarcastic smile and push him gently with one hand.

"You sure about that?" his lips are touching my ear and again, I hate myself for letting him have such an effect on me.

"Yes. I don't like sharing my lipsticks." I raise a challenging eyebrow, indirectly asking him if he's been fucking anyone else besides me – because if that's the case, I feel like I will completely lose myself.

"Mhmm.. you're already thinking about other girls sucking my dick?" he tilts his head with an innocent-like look on his face, "..jealous about it?" his thumb rubs my bottom lip and his smile returns.

My blood is boiling to say the least, but I know him way better than to show that. So instead, I smile, "I don't have time to think about your dick, baby. Someone else makes sure I don't." take that.

No one. Absolutely no one can make me stop thinking about him in general but I had to say something. Otherwise I might just start crying.

Something shifts in his eyes and I internally high-five myself for achieving to make him jealous once again. He leaves. What? He literally just lets me go and goes back to where his friend group is, turns his back on me and everything. Well, shit.

I'm more than jealous but I want him way more than our egoistic bullshit; I'm shameless, I want him.

I move swiftly through the crowd, desperately trying to find him before i change my mind – and I do find him. He doesn't really expect to see me there but he does and he smiles. I quickly wrap my fingers around his wrist this time, dragging him with me like he did in that house party the previous week. Safely, I lead us out of the club, making sure to not answer any of his questions.

Once he realises that I'm not speaking to him until we reach the car, he stops talking and simply follows me. We finally get into the car and I start the engine.

"Do you realise how crazy that was?" he finally says, he really didn't expect me to just do that.

"I thought you liked crazy." I smirk this time and he huffs, licking his lips and leaning back against the passenger seat, making himself comfortable.

Once I make sure we're somewhere where no one will be able to see us, I immediately stop the car, lock it and I practically jump on him, straddling his thighs. His hands immediately grab my hips, his mouth hungry, searching for my lips and his eyes even hungrier.

"You drive me fucking crazy." he almost growls as he quickly rides up my dress, exposing the rest of my thighs and panties.

I undo his shirt with shaky fingers, leaving it on but making sure I have access to his naked body. I almost attack his skin with hungry kisses and love bites as he keeps himself occupied with my butt, kneading and smacking the skin every now and then.

I wrap my lips around his nipple and now my lipstick is long gone – his moans fill the car, fogging up the windows as I continue sucking on his sensitive nipple. He pushes my panties to the side from behind, his finger traveling from my ass to my pussy, rubbing the entrance and collecting all of the juices. I can't help but moan against his skin. With his free hand, he grabs a fistful of my hair, tugging at it to make my head fall back – with my neck now exposed, he finds the opportunity to attack it with his kisses and bites. In the meantime, I unbuckle his belt, moaning every time his teeth sink into my sensitive skin.

His finger keeps teasing my wet entrance, but his other hand finally lets go of my hair and I immediately lean in to kiss his lips hungrily. As I sit up as much as I can, I push his pants down with a bit of his help, doing the same with his boxers as I start rubbing his cock.

"You must be very loyal to that other guy, hm?" he chuckles and wraps his hand around my throat.

"Your other girlfriends haven't been able to satisfy you, it seems. You're about to cum already..." I click my tongue, completely avoiding what he said to me, "..either that, or you're still obsessed with me.." I whisper, grinding down on his dick as he keeps grabbing me by the throat, "do you think they'd like that?"

He chuckles, moaning as soon as he feels the warmth and the wetness of my pussy, "do you think your little bitch will like it when he sees the marks I left for him?" he whispers, tightening the grip around my throat.

I groan, realising my neck must be all bruised up already. This fucking asshole.

Grabbing his dick again, I lower myself down on it as we both moan in unison – he immediately hugs me, his warm fingers digging into the skin of my back as I start to finally move.

"Fucking hell.." he whispers, his face buried in my neck as his hands cup my ass cheeks, guiding me up and down on his cock.

"Fuck.. Chris.." I moan loudly, one hand around him and the other one pressing against the car window, leaving a mark behind.

"Baby.. like that.." he mutters and I can feel myself clenching around him as soon as he calls me that.

He takes my breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently and kissing them with every chance he gets. I can feel him throbbing and I know it is almost time.

He immediately licks his fingers and presses them on my clit, making me stop my movements and tremble, my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Don't stop. Keep going." he orders and I do exactly that. My burning thighs don't make it easy, especially in his goddamn car, but I don't care. As soon as I start moving up and down his dick again, his fingers start moving.

"Chris.. Chris, please.." I moan, gasping every time he picks up the pace. My breasts bounce with every movement, both of my hands now are on his shoulders supporting myself as I feel myself getting closer and closer.

"I wanna feel it, cum on me." he moans and his touch on my clit becomes as gentle as it can, and that's when I lose it. Once I come down from my high, he pulls out and cums all over my belly, almost shouting my name as he squeezes his eyes shut and grips my hips so hard that I'm sure it'll leave bruises behind.

It takes a while for me to start breathing normal again – and at the same time, I was afraid of what was going to happen when all of this stopped. But for now, I am trying to live in the moment as much as I can; he holds me in his arms tightly, I can feel his heartbeat and his breath tickling my hair, and I can swear I feel his fingertips caressing my back, drawing invisible circles on the skin.

I almost want to cry as he holds me close, I am so overwhelmed with emotions I didn't know I still had in me, that my hands start shaking.

"There's no one else. Only you." I whisper against his shoulder, my cheek pressed against it.

He takes a moment to respond, but he eventually does, "no other lipsticks for me either. Only yours." he whispers back.

This is what happens all the time ever since we parted ways – I call him, we have sex. He sees me outside, we have sex. We are ruthless, merciless, ready to tear each other apart without thinking of the consequences. So when we're finished, and all the hatred and lust is gone, what's left is two vulnerable, broken hearts and a love for each other that once existed.

I don't know how to react at his words. I feel relieved but I also feel angry, I feel hurt. Everything all at once.

"Come on." he says and makes me lean back against the dashboard. He grabs some baby wipes he keeps in his car and starts cleaning up my belly, my thighs, everywhere. He cleans himself up as well and throws them away in the little bin inside the car. He fixes my panties and my dress as well (as much as he can).

He tries to make me get up, but I stay in place. He looks at me but I don't move an inch, "can I ask you something?" I muster up the courage to ask.

"What is it?" he sighs, he knows something heavy is coming.

"Why are you so cold all the time?" he furrows his eyebrows at my question, and he looks like he is about to say a million reasons why what I just asked was stupid, "..so cold, playing it cool all the time, as if nothing happened." I say and I almost regret it.

"Are you fucking serious? What did you expect? You broke up with me, yet you still wanna have sex with me. Do you want me to be all lovey-dovey with you?" he narrows his eyes and I bite the inside of my cheek.

He's correct – what did I really expect? I vividly recall the day I ended our relationship; he was devastated, it was like something shifted within us since then. I was devastated, too. But the decision to break up felt necessary and inevitable. Our hectic schedules kept us apart for days on end. And being the jealous toxic assholes that we both are, this never ended well; it drove me nuts, I had to end it. However, ending the relationship doesn't mean my love for him ceased; on the contrary, I'll never stop loving him. And as for the sex.. well, it's pretty self-explanatory; he's the only one who knows what I like and what I don't. His touch is the only thing I knew for years. And that was the only way I could be close to him. I might've regretted that decision. Might've.

"No. But I would at least expect you to be respectful towards me, we were together for so long." I look down at my trembling fingers, there's pain in my voice.

"Yeah, well, do you know what else would be respectful? You, owning up to the decision you fucking made for the both of us." he's staring into my eyes, "when you break up with someone, especially when you've been with them for a long ass time, you don't go back to them. No matter what the situation is. That's what's respectful. But can you handle that?"

I don't know what to say. And I hate the fact that he's right – I know I fucked up.

"I don't think I can handle that, no." I say truthfully, my voice feels small and now I feel small too, in front of him.

"Yeah, well, that's your fucking problem now." he leans back against the passenger seat and clears his throat.

"Why do you come back?" I whisper, fearing the answer.

"You said it yourself that day. It's the only way to have you at the moment. And I'm taking it." now there's pain in his voice, "but do you realise how toxic that is? That's draining us way more than our schedule did." he runs his fingers through his hair and looks out of the window.

"So what are we supposed to do?" I ask. I feel so dumb.

"As I said. Own up to your decision. I never wanted to break up with you, which is why I never did. You should be the one who stops any contact between us. Not me. If I could, I would, trust me on this one." there's an emptiness in his eyes that I can not quite comprehend what it means. It doesn't let me see through him like I usually do.

"Chris.. damn it, I can't." I whisper, tears fill up my eyes but he's not having any of it.

"No, fuck off. You're fucking selfish." he's getting angry now, the vein in his neck is popping out, hands turning into fists and his knuckles turning white.

Fuck. It seems like everything I say is wrong. I want to just scream and cry and run away.

"I am not selfish, Chris. I am stupid.." I can't stop the tears that fill up my eyes, "..I never wanted to end things with you, I promise. I thought that.. that was the only way for us to calm the fuck down.. we were jealous, and crazy, and toxic." I let my hands fall on his lap.

"And what we're doing now is not toxic? How do you think I feel coming back to you after you broke up with me, just so we can fuck and tell each other we hate each other?" his jaw is clenched and his eyes are turning lighter. He's about to cry.

"I am sorry, Chris. I cannot imagine that, no.. I just.. I made a mistake.. and I am deeply sorry. I am paying for it as well.. this whole time, I really thought you just didn't care.. otherwise I would've made a move way sooner." I explain as much as I can, I am fully crying now.

He's holding back as much as he can – he collects me in his arms for yet another comforting hug when he notices I practically can't breathe, "first of all, breathe for me, okay? I need you to be calm so we can solve this." he rubs my back soothingly and my heart almost jumps out of my chest, because that's exactly who I fell in love with. That's the Chris I knew.

He does make me calm down way faster than I thought. I wipe away my tears and collect a single tear that left his eye as well.

"I love you. I always will." I whisper, cupping his cheeks.

"You know I love you too." his voice is very low, "I cannot stop loving you."

"Do you want to try again?" I whisper timidly, "I will try my best to make you trust me again." I say and I mean it.

"Pretty girl.." he mumbles, grabbing my chin gently, caressing it, "..you better try your hardest, hm?" he whispers and I nod like a little kid, "I promise to make more time for us, we deserve it. You deserve it."

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[ykiwrite]

letters to wednesday

"Don't even think about it."

You didn't even had a chance to say anything before she cut you off.

"What? I didn't make a noise-"

"You want me to dance with you, correct?"

It would be a lie if you said no and she would by all odds saw right through you. The dancefloor was overflowing with people, couples every now and then, teachers, even soloists. The observer she is, Wednesday must have caught you eyeing everyone and everything, smiling to some or dying in embarrassment.

Two of you occupied the farthest table possible in the dance hall because she insisted it's for the best and she has zero interest in watching this nonsense so it's better not to witness at all. Neither did Enids convincing help, it only added fuel to the fire when she said you two looked like a black hole in the corner ready to draw in anyone from afar due to matching black dresses no one dares to glance, let alone look at you for too long. That was the best compliment she got today, other than that it was dreadful. Too much of bright colors, lights way too bright, music was obnoxious and she regretted everything leading to this point.  All she did was silently count the minutes until it's acceptable to leave without looking too rude which was unusual for her. Since when did she care? Would hate to admit it but ever since you came along she noticed the unusually big number of situations she found herself in if it weren't for you she would avoid.

"How did you- okay well, maybe? Would it kill you to dance with me?"

"Yes, i'd rather take death as an option."

"Come on, it doesn't have to be long. Just a few minutes."

"Absolutely not, it's humiliating and the song choice is beyond acceptable."

"We didn't move from this table ever since we arrived. Plus, look at us. We both match and you can't deny we look the best out of everyone there. Let me remind you this black dress i had to wear because you wouldn't come to the dance if i didn't equals you owing me."

"The only thing i can agree with you on is the reason why we look so stunning is because of me. Otherwise you would pick some rainbow colored dress Enid made you wear."

"Wednesday please. It's not every year this happens."

"Good thing it doesn't. It shouldn't even happen at the first place."

Just like that you realized it's probably not worth it chasing after her stubborn self. Taking a glance once again for hundredth time around the room, leftovers on every table, alcohol of which you have no idea how it got imported, Enid most likely gathering a new gossip worthy stories in the corner, teachers talking with new faces you never seen before, it was starting to get dull and boring. Wednesday could recognize that face of yours clearly, it's her most known one after all. Except when she's with you but only she knows that. 

"Where are you going?" Wednesday questioned as you got up from your loyal seat you swear left your figure on it from how long you've been sitting. 

"Just outside for a bit. It's getting hot [in] here anyway. I'll come back in a few."

Cold, almost freezing stone did justice outside. Although not being as comfortable as that chair from the inside it was bearable for a quick stop. Pulling out your phone thinking Wednesday is not completely crazy when she says humanity is too dependent on it nowadays. She has her own way of thinking and you did appreciate the dynamic of you two. Somehow and for whatever unknown way you two work together. It was never a plan, much less expectation to fall in love with someone. Your only goal was to get out of this legal prison as soon as possible. Now you're not coming out alone after all.

As she writes her novels on the old fashioned typewriter, you are not far behind following her with a laptop on your lap making frequents visits to AO3 and Tumblr doing your own writing. She's not interested in that fanfiction stuff anyway. If anything you two certainly excel at together is shared, concerningly over detailed knowledge of serial killers. You are convinced that's on top of the list of reasons what made her adore you.

"This is not what a short break looks like."

Turning around only to be met with Wednesdays far better expression than it was looking at that dance inside. You must have lost track of time once you checked your phone.

"It's getting to an end anyway."

"Enid told me i should give this a chance. Precisely, you a chance. According to her we could  ‘close off this dance in a style’ or whatever's the meaning behind that" she said taking a empty seat next to you.

It was your out of the ordinary silence Wednesday made a remark of. Out of everyone in this school you are record holder for most spoken words with her that are not necessary life threats or morbid and existential philosophical quotes. That's something to be quite proud of. Which also means she can read you well.

"So, do you not want to go back inside?"

Shifting your gaze that found a spot on the moon to her, you were about to answer but stopped the moment your eyes met hers. Is this the thing Kafka wrote about, you wondered. All those letters made sense.

Wednesday was ethereal. Too shallow word to describe her. Yet you didn't allow yourself to let it be known out loud. What would she think, probably another saying of yours that caught your attention amongst all the things internet offers. No depth behind it, no genuine emotions, thrown into the sentence just because with no backing whatsoever.

You weren't aware Wednesday grew to love it. You weren't aware your cold and frightening girlfriend took interest in your ramblings over the months. You didn't know you were far better therapist than that woman she escaped from ever was.  What do you think the main topic of her parents calls was?

"You can say it" broke the silence.

"What exactly?"

She sighed as she took your hand, surprisingly warm hands that saved the warmth from inside intertwined with yours lifelessly cold.

"Shall we go?"

"Dorms?"

She nodded, overly prepared and ready to leave this place once and for all.

"Yeah. Let's go watch some documentary on unsolved murders." you proposed. Few steps ahead of her, hands never changed the positions from before when she tugged you to a halt.

You shot her questioning look as she shortened the distance to the point of her breath hitting you as she whispered "This is an exception, for you only."

Gently grabbing you before pulling you in for a embrace. It felt comforting, enough, odd gesture but all you can wish for. With your eyes shut tight it felt like eternity passed.

"That's all i'm getting for sitting 5 hours straight today?" you said through laughs.

"Maybe more at the dorm but don't be too greedy." 

lack of wednesday fics is wild

[svtjinny]

JUYEON :: GAME CATERERS x SVT | 01

[editors captions] | speaking | english , but she only speaks it once and it's clarified there warning: food mentions, use of a razor is mentioned [if i forgot anything don't hesitate to lmk and i'll add it here] for context, during the filming of game caterers she was blonde. she dyed her hair again soon after.

ep 1-1

the first time you see jinny in the episode is when the camera turns to hoshi, mingyu & jinny squatting during s.coups's intro

then again you can see the three

jinny : do well, leader coups!

the camera cuts to jinny yelling during mingyus intro

finally its jinny's part!! they played hot

[ Finally, the 14th member ]

[ The second blonde in SEVENTEEN ]

[ The older ones are her fanboys ]

jinny starts dancing to the post chorus, up until the end of her part (end of chorus)

[ (Jinny) (Vocal Team) (Youngest) ]

[ (Designated cook of SEVENTEEN) ]

[ (Always a Social Butterfly) ]

everyone was shouting during her part as always.. and she was just dancing there and giggling

jinny's last part in the intro is during the super dance bit where they cut to her dancing

theres a small scene of her while they're standing

jinny : i'm already tired and it's only the first time.. how will we perform this...?

she starts laughing when seungkwan is trying to introduce the show

jinny : our seungkwannie works too hard, can you tell? while looking at the staff sitting down LMAO

when they're going to sit she walks in after dino & sits with him, next to joshua

[ (Golden Kids sit together) ]

when s.coups says he doesn't have any friends sitting around him, jinny leans back in her seat and looks towards him

jinny : you'll start rumors with that kind of talk..

during seungcheol's interview she looks at him at the "curious meerkats" part

jinny : [turns to chan] you know, i've been wondering why you've been so moody lately~ while he was explaining why he and seungkwan fought

when joshua picked up his water bottle she moved away so fast

jinny : i was scared he was actually gonna do it :(

[ (Has to keep her guard up) ]

after jun explained while he was so quiet during hybe picnic, the camera cut to jinny looking at him and then a couple of videos of her interacting with EVERYONE at the picnic :sob:

[ Unlike Jinny, who was ready to greet everyone~ ]

when jun said they weren't normal she laughed

jinny : wow, junnie.. i thought you loved us?

that was her last scene in 1-1

ep 1-2

jinny's first part in 1-2 was her agreeing woozi never leaves home

jinny : i always have to drag him out...he's like a vampire

[ Youngest in charge of getting her brothers to sunlight? ]

seungkwan : [seungkwans interview part // after hoshi, before the na pd coupon bit] after the show, jinny told me "you could do better at hosting, honestly"

[ M COUNTDOWN Host Jinny giving feedback ]

the camera cut to jinny laughing at what he said

jinny : i was teasing him~ in all seriousness, i was proud of seungkwan-oppa for being able to host in the show in front of all the groups even though he was nervous

jinny : ["dino, which razor did you use today?" // while they were laughing] he used gillette~ i watched him earlier

[ (16 year best friend can confirm for us) ]

finally it's jinny's turn!

na pd : jinny.. ah, there you are. nice to see you again.

[ Finally, the last member Jinny ]

[ Jinny was the extrovert of Game Caterers x HYBE! ]

na pd : when we looked at the comments of the videos with you before, CARATs were saying you were so friendly with every group there because you were already friends with them. is that true?

jinny : partly, yes! i've either worked with them all on choreo or songs or i knew them from being an MC. but, i am just naturally friendly.. i think i would've felt a little awkward if i just sat there like my members.

[ Youngest is the extrovert of the group ^^ ]

dino : i can back that up! jinny was the one who asked to be friends when we first met..

dokyeom : i remember when we began training as a group, jinny would go out of her way to talk to everyone

jinny : she got flustered :( i wanted to get to know the people i would be stuck in a group with.. you guys are much different now though..

[ (Jinny, is that good or bad?) ]

her bit was her last part in 1-2 !

ep 1-3

this time she sits between seungkwan & seungcheol [ 1:32 : she sits between kwan & hoshi | 14:49 : she sits between cheol & hoshi | 18:30 & 18:49 : she sits between to wonwoo & joshua | 20:35 : she's second in line, next to wonwoo ]

they changed seats so many times.. so if you wanna know where she sits when they move, refer to this LMAO

jinny : ["the game is over food"] food? i think i'll be good at this.. then she giggled

[ (SEVENTEEN's Food Know-It-All) ]

the camera went to her agreeing and laughing when seungcheol said they only listen to the minority in arguments

jinny : [when everyone began yelling over acorn jelly] you see, this is how we settle arguments...shouting

the camera cuts to her being zoned out until cheol gets his question wrong

jinny : [to cheol] yah, why are you sitting there? you're not good at games..

jinny : [ when mingyu moves // to seungkwan ] i think we were all just nervous, kwannie, cut him some slack

cue cheol hitting her leg right after that bc of what she said to him before LMAO

[ (Jinny was the only one to get a question right last year) ]

[ Perks of being an MC? ]

jinny : ["i don't think i'll get it" - wonwoo] i'm sure you'll do fine, oppa. i think it's a lot more nerve-wracking when it's almost your turn. she pats his shoulder while speaking

wonwoo gets his question right :proud: it's jinny's turn now !!!

[ (Next is Jinny, master at the character quiz) ]

the camera zooms in on her concentrating; her person was taeyeon & ofc she got it right !!!! that's mother

jinny : [she puts her head in her lap then brings it back up] wow, i was so scared it would be someone i didn't know..

mingyu : but who don't you know?? [some members start to laugh]

seungkwan : right right, that's what i was going to say!

[ Her members disagree with her for once ]

[ (Let's keep this in mind next time SEVENTEEN visits) ]

jinny : [when joshua got his 'cramp'] she looks at the camera while smiling and then turns to joshua playing along and saying are you okay?

that's it for 1-3 !!

ep 1-4

jinny's first scene was when they reached shua hoshi n cheol on the quiz

[ Urgh/Performance Team leader/Knows everyone/Leader]

her next part is after dino gets mimi

her person was irene (rv) please she was so relieved

jinny got down to the floor and bowed bc they gave her such an easy question :sob:

[ (Thankful for getting someone who she admires) ]

[ (Jinny is the REVELUV president!) ]

jinny : [to hoshi] it's okay~ it can't be that bad...horanghae!

[ (Encouragement) ]

and then the camera turns to staff going "aww".. she gained some fans that day

she moved to the middle between wonwoo and hansol

jinny : you got it wrong? amazing [eng.]

and some of the members started mimicking her "amazing"

[ The two peaks: Jinny and Vernon ]

[ (It's Jinny's turn) ]

her character was wonyoung !!! got it right obvi

[ (Jang Wonyoung, who she's made songs for) ]

[ Even helped with her debut ] + they played a snippet of eleven

jinny : i don't have any faith in us winning the kimchi, but at least i got all my questions right!

they all starting shouting when she said that and she just laughed LMAO

[ (The one who's usually loud watching chaos surround her) ]

skip to when they were eating gyu's cake; she was standing next to joshua (around 23:40)

the camera was zoomed in and you could see shua holding jinny's chin and feeding her a piece

[ (Taking good care of their sister) ]

and that's all! part one was so chaotic but yk i had to end it on a cute note

from xia ! : ermm i got too lazy to change the bold

[johnny-slaughter-me]

— “ 𝐎' 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. ” | Leland McKinney x Female Reader.

Oneshot. High School AU. You and Leland are dating since the first year of high school. Spending the summer together before your senior year, one of your date nights ends up with a spicy treat.

Notes. English isn't my native language so typos and grammar issues are likely. I was listening to Don't Look Back In Anger by Oasis when writing this.

Warnings. This fic is nsfw, minors dni please.

Enjoy. I hope you enjoy the content. Much love, Cherry. 🍒

Leland and you are both native to Texas, growing up in the same town you both knew of each other but haven't really connected until high school. He became quite popular within freshman year, where he had managed to join the wrestling team and was not half bad at it either. But he had notice you before that. You shared science class, and during the first week you both opt to sit in the back sharing a desk. The butterflies in you made it hard to hide your blush whenever he'd talk to you, and he couldn't shake off the spark he felt whenever you paid any form of attention to him. After Leland found the courage to ask you out, he couldn't have had been any happier hearing you say yes. He won't forget how your eyes lit up and the pink glow that crept on your cheeks.

You were now enjoying the summer break before senior year. You couldn't believe how time had flown by. The Texas heat trying to make it into the living room, where you rest your head on Leland's lap, looking up at him, he started right down at you. He played with your hair while you two just talked about random things. "Hey beautiful" Leland whispered, "I don't have practice today, maybe we could spend some time at the community pool?" He then asked. "Sure babe!" You said. With how hot it was, the cold pool water sounded refreshing, "I'll go pack the bag, then we can stop by your house to get you some swimwear and change of clothes, how's that sound?" "It sounds great babe, thanks."

As you guys have gathered all the necessities from both Leland's home and yours, he drove you to the pool. You bounced between the radio stations until you landed on a song you liked, singing along. Leland gave you a small chuckle, before joining in on the karaoke session. The time you both spent in the pool was relaxing and refreshing. The cold water protected you from the burning sun and having Leland at your side was like a moon shining next to the stars. As the skies got darker you and Leland used the changing rooms and showers provided to get ready for some more exploring. He had offered to take you out to the diner for dinner, "but only if I get a milkshake for dessert" you cheekily said. "Yes maam! Anything for ma' lady". Leland replied with a wink, putting his arm around you and pulling you into him. As you he drove you home, you once again started jamming along to a song on the radio, Leland wasting no time joining in. Eventually he stopped the car in your driveway, "well princess, you are home and now I have to say goodbye." He said, a frown quickly followed. "Actually..." you started to say, a smirk forming on your lips as you remembered your parents had to leave for a trip out of town for a few days, "what is, Y/N? What is my princess plotting?" Leland asked, genuinely curious. "My parents aren't going to be home tonight so, you could stay the night! And then I won't have to be alone either!" You said, excitedly, "hmmm, you sure doll? I could tell my parents im spending the night with Sonny and he'll definitely cover for me, but I don't wanna make you uncomfortable." "No Leland, I want you to stay, please." You said. "Alrighty then."

You guys were cuddling on the couch, in pjs watching a movie. But you couldn't focus on it, the small circles he traced on your back just made you want him to touch more of you. "Getting tired? We can go to bed." Leland said noticing you weren't really watching the movie, truthfully he wasn't either. He was rubbing the smalls of your back the urge to kiss you all over. As the both of you entered the bedroom, you turned on your heel as Leland was shutting the door. "Leland I want you, I need you." You said and he just pulled you into a kiss. It was messy and passionate. His hands started to travel under you pajama camisole while your hands cupped his face to deepen the kiss. He slowly lifted up your shirt, breaking the kiss to remove it, "never thought you'd ask" Leland said and winked at you, causing you to giggle. He took no extra time stepping out of his own pajamas leaving himself in nothing but his boxers, you were already bare chested infront of him, he picked you up and carried you to the bed. Yanking your shorts and panties off before setting all of your body in the middle of your bed, Leland followed you. Now he was just as exposed as you were, crawled ontop of you. He started kissing you again, leaving you a peck on the lips, then your cheeks, than your neck. He continued to worked his way down your breasts, to your belly and to your thighs before he got to your lady part. You moaned louder as Leland started to eat you out, treating you as if you were the sweetest dessert he'd ever tasted, "mmmh yeahh babe" you moaned in pleasure. Throughout his eating you session he had started to introduce his fingers to your hole, pumping them in and out, sometimes only one sometimes two until you couldn't hold the pleasure anymore "come for me, Y/N" he whispered and you obeyed. You started to sit up as you were catching your breath, Leland, now fully hard, has knelt beside you and you change into position, your hand around his length playing with it before slowly taking it in your mouth. You sucked on him while his hands played with your head, every time trying to take more of him at once. Leland was a hot mess just moaning and grunting as felt the pleasure you were providing him. But before he came, he took himself out, "let me grab a rubber" he said and quickly went to the take one out of his wallet that was in the big pool bag in teh corner of the room, he put it on and saw you on four. He came up behind you and slowly inserted himself, you moaned at the feeling of him. He started slowly but worked his pace up, now just speeding in and out of you both of you are just a mess, moaning and grunting and mumbling words of affection as the pleasure you are experiencing is like being up in cloud nine. You feel yourself cumming once again, thanking him as you finish, Leland finishing shortly after.

He offered to help you clean up and you eventually end up back in your pajamas, curled up together. Snoozing the night away.

[kitashousewife]

did it hurt?

an: another lil halloween story with our resident party pooper, osamu!!! enormous shout out to my lovely sweethearts for helping me with some ideas!!!

pairings: timeskip!osamu x fem!reader

warnings: shitty pick-up lines, food mention, alcohol mention, suggestive content, swearing, lowercase intentional, light self consciousness from reader (about a costume)

-

osamu is nothing if not a team player. that's exactly why he's here tonight. he gave his word, promised to attend the halloween party his friends are throwing, and showed up right on time.

he may be wearing the lowest-effort costume possible; but he's here.

osamu is wearing an old, fades, maroon inarizaki t-shirt with the cheapest devil horns money can buy placed on top of his hair. the horns and shirt don't match at all, but he couldn't care less.

it's not that he doesn't like halloween. he just doesn't see the point of putting so much effort into an outfit that you're going to wear once. throughout his childhood, atsumu was always the one begging osamu to do matching costumes with him year after year. but now that he's older, osamu doesn't feel bad saying no to his brother.

"samu, give me a fuckin' break! you can't be me again," atsumu groans from the bathroom, fixing the vampire fangs he's attempting to place in his mouth.

"yer just jealous that i look better than ya," osamu sighs as he rifles through an old storage bin that they retrieved from their ma's house hours earlier. "i'll come up with something else, i promise."

a good five minutes pass by before atsumu emerges, dressed in a very elaborate vampire costume; fake blood and all. osamu won't admit it, but he does look pretty impressive.

"ya look stupid," osamu sneers before heading out the door. atsumu lets out an exasperated sigh. "i'll see ya later though," he says as the door shuts, ignoring the yell of if yer me i'll kick yer ass as he whistles down the apartment hallway, twirling the devil horns around his finger.

it took a total of three minutes to get ready for the party. he plucked the shirt from the bottom of his dresser and threw on the horns before heading out the door. the drive was less than 10 minutes, and he showed up early to help with food even, in hopes that he wouldn't get razzed for his costume.

"this costume must have taken weeks, huh?" suna asks behind his red solo cup. osamu rolls his eyes. "yer not any better. ya been a damn cop for what, five years now?'

"it hasn't failed me yet. if it ain't broke, don't fix it," suna slaps osamu on the shoulder before throwing a wink his way.

"i'm just glad you're not your brother for once," aran says from atsumu's couch where he's lounging, twirling his lightsaber in the air. "i can't believe you didn't want to be a jedi with me."

osamu finishes plating some of the snacks, nodding at kita who starts to fill some of the drink coolers. "my costume is just fine! i don't know why ya all have to be so annoyin' 'bout it," he huffs, checking the time in hopes that it will be time to leave soon.

-

you'd be lying if you said you weren't the tiniest bit nervous. attending a halloween party where you only know one person? that’s reason enough.

"it's gonna be awesome, these guys are really fun," yachi cheers from the back seat of the uber you two decided to get. she fixes the halo on her head before turning to you. "you know hinata!"

"not really!" you cry, anxiously picking the angel wings in your lap. if anything, at least the two of you match, and she will be easy to find if you need a quick escape. "i feel silly in this."

the car comes to a stop, your stomach flips. you give yachi an uneasy look, which she returns with a warm smile. she grabs your hand and leads you out the car. "you look great! i promise. i bet you fifty bucks some guy will get at least your number," she sing-songs, fixing the halo sitting on top of your head as you roll your eyes.

"come on. at the very least, we get free drinks!" she giggles, pulling you behind her as the two of you walk towards the building. while you follow behind, you can't help the uneasy feeling in your stomach as you stare at your reflection in shop windows. the short white dress, white wings and make-shift halo looked great in the inspiration photos. but now you aren't so confident.

"are you sure it isn't, i don't know, too much?" you mumble as you fix the rhinestones yachi applied around your eyes earlier.

"i'm telling you, you look incredible. we look incredible!" she ensures as the two of you arrive at the building.

as soon as the two of you open the door, you are engulfed with hazy purple lights, light smoke, and the smell of too many bodies in one space. as the two of you turn the corner, each step you take causes music to thump through your body a little stronger. you hold yachi's hand as she weaves you in and out of people, finding her friend at last.

"oh my god, you guys look great!" a very welcoming voice floats over the music as hinata jumps into view, engulfing yachi in a big hug. "i'm so glad the two of you could make it!" he says as he adjust the cowboy hat that went askew. the two of them talk for a bit and you take the opportunity to look around and take everything in. for a party thrown by a bunch of boys, they really pulled out all of the stops. elaborate decorations, tons of lights, and decent alcohol from what you've seen so far.

but, you feel a little weird. almost as if someone is watching you.

from across the room, atsumu notices your halo as it bobbles behind different heads. dying to get a glimpse of you, he peers around different party guests until he can get a better view.

"samu! get over hear right now ya lazy ass!"

osamu pauses his conversation with aran, looking at atsumu with clear annoyance. "what do ya want?"

"yer pathetic costume might just get ya a treat, check this out!"

pulling his brother by the shirt collar, atsumu drags him to a spot where he can see you. osamu stops, mouth falling open as he finally understands why his very rude twin forced him out of a conversation.

standing in the purest, daintiest white dress he's ever seen, you look around with wide eyes. the angel wings flutter behind you as you search for someone, hands coming up every couple seconds to fix your halo. osamu feels his heart skip a beat.

"go talk to her," atsumu encourages with a push, which causes osamu to bump into a few people. as soon as he turns around, annoyance written all over his face, he finds himself right in front of you.

his mouth goes dry. you haven't noticed him yet, thank god. his mind races on what to say to you. you truly look angelic; sparkling eyes, pouty lips, the white of your dress causing you to appear as if you are glowing.

"e-excuse me," osamu shouts, trying not to scare you, but ensuring that he gets your attention at the same time. thankfully you turn around, looking up at him with a sweet smile. osamu thinks that there might be a heaven after all.

"oh, hi!" your voice shakes a little with nervousness before you look him up and down. "wow, look at you! you're my other half,"

"what? oh, yeah," he chuckles, scratching the back of his head. he takes a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "i'm osamu miya," he grins, stretching his hand out to you. you tell him your name as you shake his hand, but he doesn't let go

"can i get ya a drink?" he asks, pulling you towards one of the less populated coolers. you nod, allowing him to lead you. when you reach the cooler, he grabs a cup and tilts his head toward the drinks, and you tilt your head.

"i don't know," you start with a smirk. "something about you says you might not be the most trustworthy," you point to his head.

he shakes his head and chuckles. "what, these?" he copies your motion, tapping the horns. he fills your cup, smiling to himself as you fidget with the hem of your dress. "in that case, what should i believe about ya?" he emphasizes his last word with a tap on your wings. you give him a shy smile and shrug your shoulders, raising your palms in the air.

osamu clicks his tongue as he hands you your drink. you take a sip, looking up at him from the rim of the cup with narrowed eyes.

"somethin' tells me," he leans towards your ear, lips almost brushing against your ear. the plastic of the cup crinkles under your fingertips. "ya might not be as innocent and pure as ya look."

you gasp at the feeling of his lips so close to your skin, pouting slightly as he pulls away.

osamu steps to the side of you to pour his own drink.

"so, did it hurt?"

you quirk an eyebrow at him. the immediate switch of his behavior is dizzying. "huh?"

got her.

"did it hurt? ya know, when ya fell from heaven?" he smirks, wiggling his eyebrows at you. you cover your face as much as you can with your cup and scoff in fake annoyance.

"wow, that's a really good one."

osamu laughs and glances up, spotting his brother and friends on the other side of the room where he left them earlier. atsumu is waving a phone around in the air as his friends give him a thumbs up.

"i got lots more where that came from," he murmurs as he opens up the contact app on his phone. he hands it to you, hoping that the colored lights on the wall hide the blush creeping up on his cheeks. "i'd love to share 'em with ya."

you bite your lip, attempting to calm your rapidly beating heart down. you grab the phone out of his hand, the two of you flinching slightly when you fingertips graze his palm. you type in your information quickly before handing it over to your costume counterpart. as he puts his phone away, you catch yachi talking to some of her friends. she gives you a thumbs up, which quickly turns into a middle finger when you mouth the words fifty dollars at her.

"thank you for the drink," you raise your cup towards osamu. "but i think i'm going to catch up with my friend," you say as you take a few steps backwards.

"c'mon, the night just started! what, ya don't wanna get into any trouble just yet?"

you blush at his smiling form, face far too kind for his impish disguise.

"you know how to reach me!" you shout as you rejoin the crowd.

osamu feels giddy. when he pulls out his phone to see that you saved your name as angel, he pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue before he walks back towards his brother.

for once, osamu is thankful for his lackadaisical view on costumes.

[herslvt]

Miami || Taeyong x Afab!Reader

Warnings ‼️ 18+ Mentions of Alcohol, Age gap! (Taeyong is 30 reader is 22), Divorced!Taeyong, Unprotected sex (dont be like this), Public Sex (They're on the beach), Missionary, Oral (reader receiving), cum eating, use of pretty girl & baby, Reader is black like always 🫵🏾 I in fact use the N word at least twice in here so like I said reader is black! Honestly it's actually very intimate, I was gone make this like a one night stand type thing but I can't write that I need my shit to have meaning 🌚 this also is very long....

Song: Poundtown by Sexxy Red (I find that song so funny bcs what are you even talking abt 😭) the song is loosely referenced only once

“I’m out here in Miami, lookin for the hoochie daddy’s”

"Girl it's spring break lighten up" your best friend Aaliyah say pushing you lightly. "You're 22 with no kids and you're single but you stressing like a single mother of 5" she says making you roll your eyes. Preferably you would be in your hotel room taking a nap, but Aaliyah was persistent on taking you out to the beach. There was a party of some sort going on and where there were party's in Miami there was alcohol and dudes ready to blow a couple bands on pretty females. And that's exactly what Aaliyah was looking for. For the two of you to be best friends you were in fact polar opposites.

"Too many bitches where the niggas at" she says making you laugh. This wasn't really your scene and you definitely didn't plan on going home with any dudes tonight. "Well you can go looking for them, I wanna sit and enjoy the water" you say. She looks at you eyes kind of sad. "Y/n, I promise if you want to go back to the room we can. I don't want you to be here and you're not happy" she says. You smile at her. "Aaliyah I'm fine, I don't wanna kill your fun I'm fine chilling out here while you do your thing" you say making her nod. "Okay but if at any point you wanna leave text me and I'll come find you" she says.

Normally the two of you would never split up like this, but you both wanted to do different things and you both were okay with that. You've spent the last 2 days doing things together this was you guys time apart.

You walk further towards the shore sitting down. You watch as the small waves crash into the shore which was much more peaceful unlike the loud drunken partying going on further up on the beach. Your white toes buried in the sand, gold anklet barely visible. The smell of salt water and alcohol clouding your sense of smell. The cool air making you wish you'd worn more than just a Bikini and Sundress. Your braids pulled back into a low ponytail as to keep them out of your face.

"Is this seat taken" you hear from behind you startling you. You look back to see a man, someone you definitely did not know. "It's not" you say turning your head back towards the ocean. "Guess your not the party type" he says. His voice was very attractive. "Nope, I'm here with my friend, you?" You say looking at him again.

"Same" he says looking at the water. "Just got divorced and the first thing my friends do is drag me to Miami." He states making your jaw drop. "You're divorced! You don't look a day over 20" you nearly yell making him laugh. "Thanks" he says still smiling. His dimples showing, who would be dumb enough to divorce this man. "If you don't mind me asking, why'd you get divorced?" You ask.

"She cheated on me" he says making you frown. He said it so casually as if he was used to it. "How long were y'all married?" You ask now just blatantly being nosy. "You sure do ask a lot or questions" he says shaking his head. You frown at him making him laugh. "Dont worry, it's very cute" he says. You feel your skin heating up, thank god it was getting dark out here. Everytime he smiled at you you felt yourself get weaker in the knees. You said you weren't planning on going home with anyone tonight but he might be an exception.

You mustve zoned out because a few seconds later he was waving his hand in front of your face. "I'm sorry" you say making him laugh. "You're a very pretty girl" he says, this time it was your turn to laugh. "Hey why're you laughing I'm serious" he says frowning. "Because, you're making me nervous" you rest your head on your knees which are now pulled up to your chest. "I can't possibly make you that nervous" he says making you smile. "I don't think a guy has ever made me this nervous," you admit making him curious.

"Well then I guess I'm doing something right" he says. The two of you sit and talk a little while more. You talked about a variety of things even talking about simple stuff like your favorite colors and food. He made you laugh harder than any guys had before. Soon you get a phone call from Aaliyah. You excuse yourself and take the call. "Ooo girl who you sitting with" she asks making you look behind you. There she was standing at the top of the beach with a drink in hand. "This guy I just met,” you tell to your best friend. “You must like him, I seen you smiling awfully hard” she says making you laugh. “I don’t know, kinda,” you admit. "Well are you going back with him?" She asks. "Probably not," you say making her scoff.

"And why not!?" She slurs clearly drunk. "Because you're drunk and who's gonna take you back up to the room?" You state. You watch her shuffle around a bit. "I'll go back up to the room right now and let you have your fun, stop worrying about me" she says. You sigh, she was even more stubborn when drunk and you knew she wasn't going to let you walk her back up to your room. "Fine Liyah, but I’m staying on the phone with you until you get inside the room" you say. "Fine" you could tell she was rolling her eyes.

Just like you said you stayed on the phone with her until she made it in the room and whole time you were on the phone Taeyong sat on the beach patiently waiting for you to finish. When you finally hung up you sat down next to Taeyong again. "I'm sorry that took so long" you say. "Oh no it's fine I understand" he says. This man was a literal angel and you met him what an hour and half ago?

The beach was beginning to clear out now. The only people left was hotel staff cleaning up what was left of the party. "You know, you don't have to stay on the beach with me" you say. "I know, but I want to" he smiles. "Why are you so perfect?" You say barely above a whisper. You weren't expecting him to hear you but he did. He looks at you, lips slightly parted. "When I came to Miami I had no intent of falling in love, but you've definitely changed that" he says making your eyes widen at his confession. He looks back at the water ignoring the fact you were litterally staring into his soul.

He just so casually said he was falling in love with you. You started to get caught up in your thoughts. Did he mean it? Taeyong was a charmer, he had you under his spell with just a few words and a smile. This can't be love. You were to young to be in love or that's what you thought atleast. Though this man was years older than you, you knew that there we're clearly feelings for him on your end. You were 22 and he just turned 30. It sounded so wrong, but felt so right making you want it more.

You look around, it was now completely dark; the only light was coming from the buildings around the beach. The hotel staff now gone. The silence between you and Taeyong had been going on for at least 2 minutes now. When you called his name to get his attention he jumped a bit. Right as he looked at you, you pressed your lips into his. The way his lips felt against your was intoxicating.

His hands gently find placement on your waist as he deepens the kiss. His tongue slides into your mouth as you let him take control. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him in closer. He pulled away looking into your eyes. His eyes dark with lust. "I'm not fucking you on the sand" he says, the tone of his voice completely different from earlier sending chills down your spine and heat right to your core. He holds out his hand helping you up off the sand. He spots an empty Cabana and pulls you inside.

"Are you okay with us continuing?" He asks as you straddle his lap. You nod but he wasn't satisfied. "I need you to use your words baby" he whispered against your lips. "Yes, I want to continue" you say. His hands go to take off your sundress. He starts kissing down your neck stopping at your bikini top. He looks into your eyes as he slowly pulls at the strings holding your top together.

"Please stop teasing me" you whine grinding your hips into his. You could feel him getting hard under you. "I want to take my time, but I guess I could save that for another day." He says making your head spin at the thought of y'all doing all of this again on another day. He pulls off your top playing with your breasts before going to your bottoms.

He flips you over so now your back is against the beach chair. He takes off your bottoms running his fingers through your lips. "T's so pretty" he mumbles rubbing your clit. The way he looked at you made you shy. You tried to close your legs but his hands stopped you. "Sorry pretty girl, can't let you do that" he says. He continues to rub your clit as he dives into your pussy. He clearly knew what he was doing. The way his tongue skillfully sucked on your clit as his fingers slid in and out of you left your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

One of your hands goes to grip his hair unintentionally pushing him further into you. Your other hand goes to cover your mouth to keep from being too loud. "Baby you're soaking" he says making you moan louder than intended. "You must want people to hear how pretty you sound for me baby?" He asks, speeding up his fingers. He looks up at you eyes full of love. The way your brown skin was glowing under the moon light and the way you tried your best to stay quiet and be a good girl for him drove him crazy. "Mm coming" you whimper he uses his free hand to hold down your hips as he works you through your orgasm.

You moan his name as you cum all over his fingers drawing him in even more. He didn't think he could have such strong feelings for a girl so soon. He'd been married for 3 years, he didn't even think he was this in love with his wife. The energy you radiated just brought a sense of calmness to him. You were nothing like his ex wife, you were young and full of life. You showed interest in him, you were a sweetheart. The way you looked at him whenever he spoke made his heart flutter.

He pulls his fingers out licking them clean. "Are you ready pretty?" He asks. "Yes please fuck me" you whine making him chuckle. The way you begged for him turned him on. He pulled off his shirt and dropped his shorts in a heartbeat. He slides inside of you kissing your lips. He was a lot bigger than you had expected, the stretch was something you definitely weren't used to. His lips kiss all over your neck and collarbone as you get adjusted to him. Your fingers tangled in his hair, his hands holding onto your hips. "M' ready" you whimper.

His pace starts off slow but soon speads up. Your legs wrap around his waist and your nails scratch along his back. The way he fucked you was like nothing you'd ever had before. The way his hips rolled into yours consistently rubbing your walls the way you liked had your eyes rolling and your mouth open. You could do nothing but whine and whimper everytime his hips collided with yours. "So tight" he groans burrying his head in your neck. He was trying his best to not come so soon especially not inside you but the way you gripped his dick had his head in the clouds. Before everything else though, he wanted to make you cum first. He started to rub your clit making your brain go blank.

Being quiet was long forgotten as you were screaming his name as you came leaving a white ring around his cock. He fucked you through your orgasm before pulling out nutting on your tummy. "Fuck" was all he said before collapsing next to you. Your brain was foggy. So much just happened and you haven't even processed it all. "That was the best sex I've had in my life" you giggle looking at Taeyong. His eyes were closed though he clearly wasn't asleep.

"Tae" you mumble poking his side. "Hmh" he responds. "Are you okay" you asks concern lacing your voice. You were scared that he was regretting everythihg. Regretting saying he was falling in love, regretting fucking you. You didn't know what was going on in his head. "Moment of honesty" he says. You nod letting him know you were listening. He looks in your eyes, "ive genuinely never felt this way about anyone before" he says making you smile.

"Me neither, but I trust you. I met you what 4 hours ago" you say looking at the time on your phone. "I met you 4 hours ago and you've given me more in those 4 hours than a man has done in a relationship." You say making him frown. "You deserve the world" he says. "And so do you, if I was your wife I would've never did you like that" you say. He presses a kiss to your now swollen lips, "I meant what I said earlier. I want to see you again and take my time with you. Not just that, I want to get to know you seriously" he says. "I'd like that" you say kissing him one last time.

Once the two of you get up, you use your sundrese to clean the cum off of your stomach. Taeyong gives you his shirt to wear. You don't put your swimsuit back on opting to just carry it. Taeyong slides his shorts and boxers back on before picking you up bridal style and carrying you back to his room which conveniently was on the same floor as yours. He spent the rest of the night taking care of you, treating you like the princess you are.

»»————> 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑛𝑑<————««

[placegrenette]

Towards a grand unified theory of what's going on with Ninety One right now.

Like all theories, this one can't be taken seriously until it's been scrutinized and tested. So I'll say the same thing I said about my Gap speculations: if you know I'm wrong or misinformed, please please please please tell me.

In the last couple days I've gotten access to three pieces of information I didn't have before, that have led me to say, okay, maybe this is what happened. The first was an Instagram reel from a fluffy entertainment site reporting on the original TikTok live, which quoted Ace directly (machine translation; I put this one through both Google Translate and Yandex Translate and they didn't differ much):

We'll keep putting on concerts until winter. Then we plan to take a break for an indefinite period, 1, 2, maybe 3 years. Maybe each of us will go our own way. Maybe our direction will change. We want to rest and take a break from our current image. Even if we come back, everything might be different than before. [emphasis mine]

The second piece of information was another fluff piece, on TikTok's self-reported "sounds of the summer" in Kazakhstan. Irina Kairatovna made the list, as did Kalifarniya, and a couple non-Kazakh songs (a remix of "Makeba"; Teya Dora, who's Serbian, I believe), but Ninety One did not.

And the third piece, courtesy of the lovely @bbcblackjack, was that Kalifarniya was previously in a Q-pop group called Divine, but has since renounced Q-pop; while I can't quote his words directly, he apparently used the kind of homophobic language that Ninety One has never, in my knowledge, stooped to using.

So here's what I think happened, told chronologically.

The combination of the pandemic and the MadMen arrests devastated Q-pop as a whole; when Kazakhstan's music scene finally began to revive, in 2021, there weren't a lot of Q-pop groups with the resources to start making inroads on the scene again. Instead the momentum shifted to IK and other hip-hop artists. Which should have stood to benefit Ninety One once they went independent and started making up for lost ground in 2022. I think within Pop Almaty (my nickname for the indie-ish popular-music scene there) itself, Ninety One is respected and regarded as peers: hence the IK collaborations, ZaQ cutting a track with De Lacure, and Yenlik appearing in the Yeski Taspa series. (Also remember that the guys were awfully reluctant to condemn Shiza acting up onstage when asked about him during the Zamandas interview.)

I think they expected that respect to carry over into their public image. ("Bata" is their "Everybody (Backstreet's Back)," but it's also a boomy, Future-influenced track: a hip-hop move as much as a pop one.) But it didn't: they were still "Q-pop." And that hurt them in three different ways:

The general way of trends changing; what was cool three or six years ago isn't so likely to be cool now, in pop music. So the fans who had been listening to "Aiyptama" and "Kaytadan" at age 14 had moved on, and...

...because there was no real Q-pop infrastructure, they couldn't pick up a new Q-pop-oriented audience easily. (Contrast to K-pop, where new ZEROBASEONE fans have ready opportunities to discover the likes of SHINee and Infinite.)

But whereas the popularity proved transient, the homophobic unpopularity stuck: Ninety One was still dealing with the real-Kazakh-men-don't-wear-earrings bullshit.

(This is where Kalifarniya's new popularity comes into my argument. In the video for "Puerto Rico," he's dancing sensuously on a beach while wearing an oversized pink suit: in other words, using artsy idol imagery to his own advantage. Squint and you're watching a BTS solo video. But because he was willing to distance himself from Q-pop and the supposed Gay Cooties, the public's willing to accept the idol presentation on its own terms.)

#3 would explain why they had trouble with touring last year—the canceled gig in Turkestan, the canceled-and-rescheduled gig in Shymkent—and why they didn’t really have a tour this year. I find it very hard to believe that they didn’t plan to go to places like Kostanai and Semey and Oskemen to promote their second full album, and easier to believe that they planned to and ran into enough opposition that they eventually gave up in frustration and just settled for one Astana and one Almaty concert.

“But, Jessica,” you ask now, “they were able to go to Semey and Aqtobe and the like in 2017, 2018, 2019; what’s changed?” That’s a weakness of my theorizing. This is very speculative and you should take it with enormous amounts of salt, but here’s a possibility: one downstream consequence of Bloody January might be that local akimat now have a little more power relative to federal officials in Astana, and that new empowering might embolden said akimat to say, no we will not have these dyed-haired pooftahs coming in from Almaty to corrupt our innocent youth, thank you very much. Might, maybe, who knows, if you think I’m going too far out on a limb please do tell me. (Another possibility: the actual costs of booking the shows and traveling to them have gone up enough to make the trips no longer worth it.)

Meanwhile our dudes were spending the second half of 2022 and early 2023 refining the album and spending money. I don’t mean just getting the office (though given the hiatus plans, I am curious how long a lease they signed). But my understanding is that they were financing the Yeski Taspa series, and they also paid for the “Symbaim” music video, which was probably a decent outlay. This may have been financially risky; they may have been doing insufficient future-proofing, or putting more weight on Gap to save them then it turned out to be able to bear. (I don’t think they said specifically that they were financially as well as emotionally exhausted; I’m reading that factor into events, and may be wrong.) But it makes perfect sense. First of all, they are hardly the first startup whose first-year reach may have exceeded its grasp. Also, like I keep telling y’all, Pop Almaty is a small town, and Ninety One not only want to keep their own good reputations in this small town, but grow the town’s economic prospects if they can, for themselves and for the people they care about who also live and work in this small town—Veronika, Bibotta, Assiya and the other dancers, Nurs Bazarbay, their friends such as Ne1tron and Ray and Kyle Ruh, Ace’s brother. ZaQ in particular (and Boss Yerbolat before him) has been very consistent in arguing that they want to succeed not just for themselves but for a larger musical and artistic community.

But that meant they had to regain popularity with Gap. And they didn’t. I don’t know why they didn’t. Like I said, I think “pop goodness but also processing the helplessness and frustration they felt over Bloody January” might have been too loaded for their potential K-pop-adjacent fans but too pop for fans of IK and Shiza. They might have gotten away with it in 2019, when Q-pop didn’t look done and dusted, and they bet they could still get away with it in 2023, and lost. But like pretty much everything else here, that’s speculative.

The big, obvious risk, then, is that abandoning their “current image” will mean they finally go along with what seem to be prevailing expectations of public homophobia. (This is an aside, but the anthropologist Alice Evans recently wrote an interesting essay reporting on recent research suggesting that homophobia gained currency in parts of the former Soviet Union, including Kazakhstan, after widespread first- and second-hand experience with prison rape during the gulag era.) I don’t know. I can’t guarantee you that they haven’t made homophobic statements already; I can only tell you that I’ve been bracing myself for such news for years now and it hasn’t reached me yet. It’s entirely possible that part of “each of us going our own way” will include divergence on this issue, too—that one or more of them, but not necessarily all four, will publicly run from the Gay Cooties. (To be entirely frank, I have my guesses as to which members would be more or less likely to take such a stance, but my predictions are almost always wrong—remember, I was the hotshot who thought “Su Asty” was going to be a ballad—and I’d rather not tar any of the dudes preemptively or wrongly, and especially not both.)

What I don’t think is going to happen (although see above re my prediction track record) is that they’ll completely abandon their commitments to Pop Almaty. Those commitments will vary in focus and scope; Alem’s are more likely to be in the contexts of his TV work and Veronika, for example, and ZaQ’s to the larger hip-hop scene. They have said in the past that they planned to release solo work; this hiatus would give them the chance to do so without Eaglez breathing down their necks for more group work.

I’m less sure about whether we’re going to continue to get OT4 hanging out for our amusement. Maybe cameos on each other’s Instagram or Ace’s TikTok, but the likes of Space may be part of the image package they want to get away from. We may run up against the paradox where the bro-dom looks weaker but is actually stronger, once they can just be close friends pursuing related but separate interests and don’t have to market their bro-dom to us so hard.

I’m feeling… well, still cranky. Gap is a good album! If my narrative is right then they took a risk, in insisting that they could be dyed-haired pop stars who dance onstage and still have something to say, and it didn’t pay off. And neither they nor Eaglez had any right to demand of the universe that it pay off, but still: arrrgh. And there’s no guarantee that what they come back with, if they ever come back as four again, who knows, will inspire me the way Gap does. Meanwhile, if it isn’t already obvious, I would really like them to stay away from the public homophobia, and it’s entirely possible that they won’t. In short: change means uncertainty; uncertainty is not fun.

But it’s also possible that all this will work out to their, and our, benefit: the guys get to support each other doing a wider variety of projects, and we get to listen and watch. Pessimism isn’t necessarily a virtue. So after this I’m going to quit trying to combat the uncertainty by speculating all over the place. Like I said, y’all tell me where I’ve gone off track.

[lunarwritesthings]

Were We Ever Friends?

Paring: Platonic Ryan Ross x Gn!Reader

Fandom: N/A

Request: Yes, by anon

Summary: Time can cause things to change, especially friendships. What could happen when two people that were friends meet again after years

Note: The idea for this fic came from the fall out boy song "hold me tight or don't" and an anon that said Ryan would fit

Life, something that changes without waiting for people. Everyday life and time are something that can work against people, so what happens when two old friends meet again but with life creating a large amount of distance between them?

Ryan wasn't the best at keeping relationships. It's not that he didn't try, it was the opposite. He tried his hardest but he wasn't the best at answering messages. He lived a very quiet life after being in bands. Ryan also preferred to talk in person rather than over the phone but sometimes life and schedule don't let that happen.

You and Ry had known each other for years and were best friends. Everyone could tell even if they didn't know you and him. Some people thought that you were dating. You and Ry never cared about what other people thought about your friendship.

As you and Ryan got busier with life you became distant. The arguments due to stress didn't help either. It wasn't intentional but with one particular fight and life it happened without much notice from either of you. In situations like this the brain can either be your friend or your enemy.

In your case, your brain was your enemy. Any free time you have was used to overthink the situation and worry that someone or something such as the arguments that could get quite heated had caused the distance. You wanted to talk to Ryan and discuss what happened and see if you and him could find a solution but you were unsure how to start that conversation and your mind would replay the last fight.

The hesitancy led to years going by with only more distance forming between you and Ryan. The only difference from the previous years is Ryan was fully aware of the distance and he knew it was life mainly that caused it but knew the final argument didn't help considering how heated it got.

However, that was not the main thing he was worried about. Now he didn't ignore the situation because he knew how you thought in this kind of situation. He was your best friend after all.

Once Ryan had realized what had happened he immediately started to make a plan that would hopefully help fix the situation. He was determined to get his best friend back, even if it took a lot of time and patience. He didn't care. you were important to him and he wanted you back in his life.

You had thought Ry had just moved on with his life. You couldn't blame him it had been years of silence from both sides. Over the years you had accepted it. Things happen and can't always be prevented, but little did you know.

Randomly one day you got a text from Ryan. It was shocking for a few reasons, but more importantly Ryan had texted you saying he wanted to meet with a time and location. Ry had a plan and wanted to talk about something. You still care about him, so you quickly got ready so you could meet up with him.

The address in the text led you to a park. While getting out of your car you could see Ryan waiting for you at one of the picnic tables. You made your way over to the table, but once Ryan saw you he quickly got up and waited for you.

Once you were close enough Ry greeted you and asked you to sit down. You sat down and went to say something when Ryan beat you to talking. You were not prepared for what he was about to say.

Ryan need what you were going to say hence why he stop you before you could talk. "I know you're wondering why I texted you out of the blue asking to meet up, and I promise I'll explain everything if you will let me. If you don't I understand and you can leave, so what do you say?" You weren't surprised that Ry had given you the option to leave he was never one to force anyone to do anything.

You want to fix the situation regardless of all the thoughts going on in your head, so you let Ryan know you were staying and he could explain, but you had one question to ask him first. "Were we friends? I mean at one point we told each other everything we were confidants but the arguments seemed to have those things used against us, especially at the end."

This made Ryan pause for a moment while he was thinking. "I promise you that we definitely were friends. I saw you as my best friend and as a sibling. I don't blame you for thinking like that though I know it is partly because of your overthinking but with how the arguments went it's understandable to think and feel that way."

You felt better knowing Ryan understood. You were shocked that he saw you as a sibling because he never told you that before. Looking at him you could tell he has more he wants to say so you motion to him as a way of telling him to continue.

This sent Ryan into a speech that seem like he practiced to make sure everything was explained but also to make sure everything was said in the best words.

"First I would like to apologize for us becoming distant. You didn't do anything wrong even though I know your mind says differently. What happened is we both had our lives getting busier and it caused us to have less free time them before. It definitely didn't help that I suck at answering messages, but I don't blame either of us for what happened. I know it's been years but I was making a plan that would hopefully fix the distance. Now this is just part of the plan and I will talk about the other part but that can wait. I'm more worried about you and how you've been because I know this hasn't been easy for you and again I apologize for this."

Ry stayed quiet letting you process everything he had just said. He knew it was a lot to take in after years of not talking. Once you process everything you got up and hugged Ryan. He didn't even hesitate to hug back. It was obvious you need this. Ry, let you stay in the hug until you move away.

You moved just enough so you could look at him, clearly having something you wanted to say. "Just promise me that this won't happen again." Ryan immediately hugged you again and said that he promised.

It was almost forgotten that he had more to his plan until you remembered him. "Hey, ry? Not to interrupt this but didn't you say there was more to your plan?" Ryan chuckled knowing that you were right.

Ry nodded "I did, but I'll admit that I forgot for a moment. Anyways, I will start this off by saying it's totally alright if you say no. I'm not going to force you to agree, but I was wondering how you'd feel about moving in with me. I know you don't like your current place and that you dislike living alone. Not to mention this would make it where I'd see you every day so it would be impossible for the distance to happen again, what do you say?"

This caused you to smile. Ry truly was determined to make you happy but also determined to make sure that this situation never repeated. "I'd love you. If it means I don't have to lose my best friend again I'm going to accept."

Of course, Ryan was extremely happy that you agreed. You and him spent most of the day packing your stuff and moving it to his place.

Life tried to change and separate the best friend, but no matter the challenges they always found their way back to each other. Now they can face new challenges with the other by their side.

They may never realize it but they had found their soulmate. It was them against the world.

[come-away-with-me87]

Love & Angst Chapter 10

Chapter 9 here

Warning: Just some more angst and sadness for poor Y/N. This chapter is based on the song "Without a Word" by Birdy.

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"Stand there and look into my eyes And tell me that all we had were lies Show me that to you it don't count And I'll stand here if you prefer Yes I'll leave you without a word Without a word"

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You woke up the next morning feeling very groggy, and with a headache worthy of a hangover. You knew the headache was from all that sobbing the night before, though. You went to your bathroom and grabbed some ibuprofen from your medicine cabinet. You remembered you left your phone on Do Not Disturb the night before. You couldn't lie to yourself, there was a small glimmer of hope in you that you would have a text from Shouta saying he made a huge mistake. Alas, that wasn't the case. Instead, you had six missed calls and even more text messages from Naomi. "CALL ME AS SOON AS YOU GET THIS" her last message stated. You knew she loved you and meant well, but you were still processing everything yourself, and didn't feel ready to talk about it yet with anyone.

As a courtesy to your best friend, you did call her, to which she picked up on the second ring. "ARE YOU OKAY, Y/N?!? Boss said you called off for the entire weekend! And that is NOT like you." All you told her was that Shouta broke up with you last night, but you weren't ready to talk about the details yet. You did promise her, however, that you would have her over soon and explain everything that happened. That seemed to appease her enough, and made you promise to talk about it with her soon and not let it fester all alone in your head. You made that promise to her. You two exchanged I love you's, and hung up the phone.

You decided against a shower and even changing out of your night clothes that morning. You went downstairs to make some coffee to see if that would also help with the headache. You had absolutely no appetite, so you didn't bother with breakfast. After drinking your cup of coffee, you went straight to your couch, laid down, and just stared straight ahead at the television that wasn't playing anything. And this is how you were for the entire weekend. You only got up to use the restroom, or to feed your cats. You still had no appetite, but you forced yourself to eat something small here and there so you wouldn't get sick.

You should have had Naomi come over, but instead did exactly what she didn't want you to do; let it fester in your head, all alone. Shouta said that you did nothing wrong, but you had to do *something* to make him break up with you. To fall out of love with you. The thought of that made you feel physically sick to your stomach, and you ended up running to your bathroom to throw up. Still, instead of calling Naomi, you went right back to your couch and laid in the same position. What went wrong? You were so happy and good together. You thought this was it for you; no man could ever make you feel the way he did. But suddenly, he didn't love you anymore. How does that even happen? You just laid there and stayed with these thoughts until it was time to go to bed.

You couldn't call off of your job from city hall on Monday; you had to go back to work and have some semblance of normalcy. You got ready for bed, and once again fell into a restless sleep where you tossed and turned all night. You got up the next morning to get ready for work. Normally, you loved your job at city hall, but today you were dreading going in. Nevertheless, you got ready for your day. You put the absolute minimum into your appearance that day, said goodbye to your cats, as you did every morning, and got into your car to go to work.

Thankfully for you, the workday was uneventful. You got home around 4:30pm, and thought to yourself that you left Naomi hanging long enough after not talking to her [or anyone] all weekend. You sent her a message asking if she wanted to come over that night, and you would explain everything that happened. She readily agreed, and said she would be there within the hour.

As expected, Naomi arrived to your house before the hour was over. The second you opened your door to welcome her in, she gave you the biggest bear hug. You couldn't help yourself at that point; you burst into tears the moment you hugged her back. "Oh, honey..." she exclaimed sadly, "come on, let's go talk." You two went inside and sat on your couch, where you told her everything that happened three nights before. How Shouta unexpectedly showed up to your house, how he seemed indifferent and monotone, how he came to the "realization" that he didn't want to be with you anymore, and worst of all when you asked him if he loved you, his replying that he didn't.

Needless to say, Naomi couldn't stay quiet after hearing all of this, calling Shouta every name in the book. You just let her go on; you knew she was saying all of this because she cared for you. Once she was done, she just looked at you and said, "I'm so sorry, Y/N. You don't deserve this." You just started crying again, leaning into her shoulder and practically soaking her shirt. After that, you two just sat there like that for a while. "Do you want me to stay with you tonight? I don't want to see you be alone," she asked. You thanked her for her sweet gesture, but told her would be okay by yourself. If you were able to get through the weekend, which was treacherous on its own, you could get through the next nights by yourself.

You two talked a little more, and said your goodbyes to each other. Before she walked out the door, though, she said "I mean it, if you need *anything*, I'm here. I don't care what time of day or night it is, I'll be there." You heart swelled up at that statement, and for the first time in three days, you cracked a small smile. "Thank you, Naomi, I love you." "I love you, too, Y/N." You two hugged one more time, and said your goodbyes again. You watched her get safely to her car, then closed and locked your front door. You then got ready for bed, knowing full well you had another restless night of sleep ahead of you. Little did you know, there was a figure keeping out of sight at the end of your street, watching your entire exchange at the door with Naomi.

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To be continued!

[kgyeomiex]

Diamond & Regrets

“Sometimes people leave before we’re done needing them.”

Humiliation is what you’ve experience… You had two options either fight through it or let it go and start over. You did what you thought was best and decided to start over… You were tired of looking like the bad guy because of the decisions you make. For once everything was working in your favor until the past comes back and bit you in the ass. Is there anyway you can ever move on or is there a reason behind this?

*Trying something new and adding gifs throughout the story*

Previous story: Just For A Little Bit (M) Part 1

Previous Chapter: Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

Part 5

MASTERLIST

Your Point of View

To be honest you weren't sure whether telling Jiyong that you spent time with Mino today was important... You two don't hold secrets, but you were afraid that if you were to briefly mention this minor detail it will blow out of proportion.

You looked at him and debated with yourself...

Maybe it's best if you do mention it regardless if it's a big deal or not. It's better if he hears it come out of your mouth than someone else.

"What did you do today?" You asked as Jiyong continued to drive looking directly at the road.

"I have been running back and forth with meetings, I was getting ready to run out of there." Jiyong has been telling you about his intention of possibly coming out with a new solo album but he's still in the process of putting everything together before doing so.

"Have you started to work on any new songs," you ask him. He glanced over at you and smiled.

"Of course, I have 2 new songs written already,"

"When will I be able to hear them," you ask, and he just smiles.

"Soon... Maybe."

you glanced over and noticed the small notebook he keeps for his song lyrics sitting there in front of you. Even though you were beyond curious to see what he's been working on, you were going to wait until he showed you the final product.

"How about you? How was your day? Tell me all about it," there was no way you couldn't mention Mino as part of your day... After all, you did spend time with him.

The last thing you wanted was for him to find out about this information from anyone else.

"Well, I was taking advantage today and used my time to shop. However, I couldn't get much shopping done because before I knew it, I suddenly bumped into Jihoon and Mino, and they asked if I wanted to go out and eat with them. I couldn't be rude, so I went out to eat with them, we went to the bar for a little but now here I am," you said as you stretched over to hold his hand.

He glanced over at you and nodded his head.

"Well, I'm glad that there isn't going to be any awkward tension if I take you to more parties," Jiyong says and you just nod your head.

To be honest this wasn't the reaction you were expecting to come out of Jiyong. For some odd reason, you were kind of hoping he would have been bothered at least a little by the idea of Mino and you hanging out...

The only reason you wished he would have shown a little more of a reaction is because you wanted that reassurance that he likes you... But you know what, maybe it's better he doesn't show that he's bothered. He must trust you and that's all that matters.

"Well, you already know my views on parties," you reminded Jiyong and he smiled.

"I'll change your mind eventually,"

"We will see about that," you said smiling and he smiled in return.

Maybe Jiyong being unbothered about the situation is for the best? Did you want a jealous boyfriend again? Look what happened between Mino and you...

After comforting yourself you suddenly felt relieved that this relationship was different. 

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After being out the whole day, you were finally back at home. As you walked over to your bedroom, you dropped off your keys on your nightstand. As you were about to remove your coat, you stopped and looked over at the collection of vinyl.

It's weird...

Before you even went to that party, these vinyl’s did not affect you. To be honest you had forgotten that vinyl’s were something Mino and you used to share. But after seeing him buy more... The memory of the two of you going shopping for vinyl began to appear in your head. How the two of you would play your favorite album, lay in bed and talk, laugh, and absorb the music that was playing in the background.

You weren't necessarily missing Mino, but the memories the two of you hold were suddenly revisiting your mind. It's inevitable to prevent yourself from being some type of way.

All that's in the past, it doesn't matter anymore. You were in a whole new relationship... At least you think it's a relationship. Jiyong hasn't technically asked you to be his girlfriend officially...

You shook your head and ignored your thoughts.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and touched your cheek. Instead of overthinking like you usually do, you should probably relax, have a self-care day, and mask it... Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.

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One thing about you is if you miss breakfast, and you remain the rest of the day hungry, you happen to be one of the crankiest people on this planet. If you don't eat you catch yourself getting ready to fight everyone and everything.

Even though you were running late to head to your office, you didn't care. Right now, the only thing you were worried about is making sure you got your morning coffee and some kind of bagel, a sandwich... SOMETHING.

You walked into your favorite coffee shop and luckily since you have become a regular, one of the workers took one look at you and started to prepare your usual order.

At this point, they should just have your picture on the wall.

You felt your phone vibrate. You pull out your phone from your pocket and there you see your assistant already calling.

Should you pick up the phone? Maybe it's something important?

Just as you were about to answer, you don't know what made you look around the cafe but when you did, you took one look to your right, and you spotted a familiar face.

Maybe if you look away you won't get noticed...

Nope...

You were spotted.

It was Jinhwan. You have no problem with him whatsoever. You just didn't know what to expect anytime you encountered him and that was the only thing that had you worried.

As you tried looking away, from the corner of your eye you noticed him approaching you. You decided to completely ignore your phone call and wait till Jinhwan approached you.

As he caught up, you looked over at him and smiled.

“Hey,”

“I knew it was you. I wasn’t sure for a second” Jinhwan says as he caught up and you smiled.

“I thought the same thing when I saw you.” Lies, you knew it was him.

“Well, I’m glad I ran into you. I wanted to ask you something” You were slightly scared of what his question was going to be, but you nodded your head.

“What’s up?”

He looked over at you and smiled.

"Well, I know this is probably weird for me to ask out of the blue especially since we haven't had an opportunity to catch up... But I am having a birthday party tomorrow night in Octagon. I was going to invite Jiyong but now that you're here I was hoping you can let him know and the both of you come along."

You already weren't much of a party person... But you felt bad to decline such an offer.

"Sounds like a good time... I'll let Jiyong know." Jinhwan smiled.

"Perfect. I hope to see the two of you there," you nodded your head and both exchanged goodbye with one another.

It's amazing how the world works... You went from going MIA to everyone in YG after breaking up with Mino and didn't come across a single soul until you started to date someone else from YG again...

Now you see them left and right... And see them anywhere you go.

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After the day you had, you came straight home and didn't hesitate to get comfortable quick. You grabbed a pair of sweats, a T-shirt, and your slippers. You threw your hair in a bun and sat down on the couch ready to watch a movie until you decided to go to sleep.

Just as you were slowly dozing off the movie you felt your phone vibrate right next to you. As you grabbed a hold of your phone, without looking you answered the phone.

“Hello,” you mumbled into the phone.

“Did I wake you up beautiful?” You hear Jiyong's voice on the other side of the phone.

“No, I was still awake,” you sat up and decided to wake yourself up.

“Babe,” you know he had something to tell you.

“Yes? What’s up?”

“I have to head over to Tokyo for a photo shoot,” well that’s great. You were planning to ask him about Jinhwan's party but now that he can’t seem to make it… what was the point of telling him?

“That’s short notice,” but you weren’t surprised. Jiyong always had events that would occur at the last minute because of his job.

“I know, they told me I have to catch a flight tonight.”

“How long will you be gone?” You asked him and he sighed.

“I think they said a week,” he was going to leave you for a whole week… wonderful.

You weren’t planning on telling Jiyong about Jinhwan's party but for some reason you felt like you were holding a secret back from him. So, although you had no intentions of saying a thing you decided to tell him anyway.

“Oh… I know it’s pointless to tell you now, but this morning I bumped into Jinhwan. He invited both of us down for his birthday party tomorrow night but since you won’t be in town, I’ll just let him know we can’t go,” you said waiting for Jiyong to respond.

To be honest you were expecting him to agree and the conversation to end from there, but you were wrong.

"Why don't you go?" Jiyong encouraged the idea, and you froze.

It's not like Jinhwan was your ex or anything but Jinhwan is friends with Bobby and there is 99.9% that Bobby was going to be at that party. On top of that, you were pretty sure Mino was going to be there as well.

Although you ended the tension with Mino, you still felt like it would be awkward and weird for you to go to an event where you will be in the same room as your ex and someone you had a situationship with.

“Why would I go?" You were curious to hear what Jiyong was going to say.

"Well, why not? Aren't you friends with Jinhwan?" you were still surprised. I was about to comment on your ex being there and Bobby, but you didn’t bother.

To be fair you weren’t even sure that he even knew about Bobby…

“I mean… you know how I feel at parties.”

“Just got for a little. I feel bad I can’t attend but you can go on both of our behaves” You were speechless to see the support you were receiving coming from Jiyong, but you decided what the heck… what could go wrong?

Mino and you have officially cleared the air and then Bobby and you well… That’s a whole other story.

Eventually, you both began to talk about other things until you ended the convo and caught yourself falling asleep. 

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There you were standing in front of Octagon with a gift in your hands.

After Jinhwan invited you to his party you were hesitant about coming. But what did you have to lose? You are all civilized adults who can come together as one and be around one another without wanting to kill each other...

Plus, everything that happened was in the past. You were fortunate enough to clear the air with Mino but not so much with Bobby.

Who knows if Bobby has any hatred toward you... It appears to be only one way because on your end you didn't hate the guy. What happened and there was not a thing you could do about it.

You took a deep breath and walked in.

Neon lights were flashing left and right from all sorts of directions. The music was loud enough to hear the bass go off. You saw many different faces hoping to spot someone you knew.

Just with your luck the first person you happened to spot was Mino at the bar.

You were hoping to find Jihwan, but it was hard when there were people all around... Maybe you should approach Mino and have him help you find Jinhwan.

You slowly made your way to the bar.

As you approached Mino you noticed that he was in the middle of a conversation with one of his members. You were planning to walk off and look for Jinhwan yourself but as you were getting closer, they both stopped talking.

Mino's back was facing you so the person talking to him could see you approaching. As you were there and close to the two his friends looked at you and then at Mino.

"It appears that you have a guest,"

"Guest?" Mino says extremely confused, he looked over his shoulder and you were awkwardly standing there feeling bad for interfering with the conversation.

"Y/N, hey," he stood up from his seat and smiled as he saw you right in front of him.

"Hey, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," you blurted out and Mino's bandmate Lee Seung-soon shook his head.

"No, not at all! Y/N, right?" He asked and you nodded your head.

This isn't the first time you're meeting Mino's bandmate. When the two of you were exclusive at one point, you met them a few times but never really had much of a conversation with their hectic schedule. It was more like hi and bye and that was about it.

"Yes, I'm surprised you remember," to be honest you were expecting to have to reintroduce yourself to his friends, but it seemed like they remembered exactly who you were.

"Of course! After all, Mino wouldn't shut up about you," after that go blurted out, you glanced over at Mino and noticed his eyes widened at the sudden confession that way.

Mino wouldn't shut up about you? Is this recent or was this when you broke up?

You were becoming slightly curious, but you could see just from Mino's facial expression how uncomfortable he was starting to become. To avoid creating an awkward environment in today's party you just smiled and looked at Lee Seung-soon.

"It's a pleasure to see you again," Mino noticed how you didn't ask any further questions and seemed relieved.

If this was the old you, then you probably would have asked him questions or made remarks to get an answer but that's all in the past. You're with Jiyong and that's all that matters.

"Where is Jiyong?" Mino asks you and you look over at him.

"He had to travel for work, but I am here on behalf of both Jiyong and I... By the way, have you seen Jinhwan? I want to give him his gift," you said as you lifted your gift bag and he looked at the bag and then looked around.

"I did see him, but then he disappeared."

You took one look to your right and there you see Bobby and Jinhwan talking to one another.

"There is the birthday boy, I'll see you around," you told Mino, and he nodded his head and you approached Jinhwan and Bobby.

You watched the two talk to one another as you approached them.

At least as you walked up to them, they stopped talking and immediately noticed your presence.

"Y/N! You made it. Jiyong texted me telling me he wasn't going to make it and I was afraid you were going to bail on me," Jinhwan says smiling from ear to ear and you shook your head.

Even though you were hesitant to come to the party in the first place, you still decided to come because, at the end of the day, Jinhwan was never rude to you in any way. He always managed to make you feel welcome and included.

"I had to make an appearance even if it's for a little. Which by the way before I forget. . . "You lifted your hand and showed him his present in your hands, "Happy birthday."

You handed him his present and he smiled.

"You didn't have to!"

"But I wanted to, it's the least thing I can do after all you invited me here," you said and then looked over at Bobby who had his eyes on you.

"Hey, Bobby,"

"Hey Y/N," for some reason there was still awkward tension between the two of you and you were hoping that this tension would clear up sooner or later.

"Well since it's my birthday, you have no choice but to take a drink with me," Jinhwan says, and you hesitated a bit.

You weren't much of a drinker, if anything you tend to get nice easily, but one drink won't hurt anyone.

"Just one drink,"

Jinhwan nodded and you followed both Jinhwan and Bobby to the bar.

-

What ends up being one drink leads to a few more than you anticipated. After allowing the drinks to help you loosen up and allow you to forget all your problems you were genuinely enjoying yourself.

You ended up meeting new people and before you knew it you happened to make new friends and were out on the dance floor dancing to each song that came out.

"Do you want another drink?" Hyeryeon asks you and you shake your head.

"If I take another drink, who knows what I am capable of doing," you weren't in your five senses, however you were still in a sense aware of what you were doing.

"Aw come on just one drink," Subin insisted but you decline the drink.

"What I need is water,"

You excused yourself from the girls and walked over to the bar hoping to get a cup of water to sober you up.

"Excuse me," you tried to get the bartender's attention, but it was crowded by the bar, and it was hard to get service. Awesome.

"Y/N," You looked to your left and noticed Mino right next to you.

This man has been popping up out of nowhere.

"Mino, how are you enjoying yourself?" You asked him and he shrugged.

"Can't complain, but I am not having as much fun as you are," He commented, and you smiled.

"It's nice to loosen up for a change. Sometimes I feel like I feel too uptight and care about what people think...." you realized you were starting to blab a lot more than you probably should.

"I can tell. Coming back for another drink?" Mino asked and I shook my head.

"Well, more like a drink of water. I better sober up or who knows what I am capable of doing," as you said that Mino's eyebrows arched.

"What do you mean?"

The both of you suddenly started to look at one another and for some reason, you caught yourself looking at his lips. Mino's lips were always soft... Now that he has a lip piercing... you were curious how that must feel when kissing him.

You looked back up to his eyes and shook your head and snapped out of thoughts.

"Ooo Nothing... Just ignore me,"

You were pretty sure Mino caught on to what you meant however instead of questioning you he just smiles.

Ah, he is still cute…

You knew that this was alcohol-speaking. You wouldn’t be thinking this way if you were sober or even if you were with Jiyong.

“Ima head to the bathroom,”

You told Mino and he nodded his head.

You walked over to where the bathroom was and pulled out your phone. Maybe if you hear Jiyong's voice you can ignore this random temptation you have to kiss Mino.

As you approached the bathroom doors, you stepped to the side, leaned against the wall, and began to look through your contacts. Without thinking twice, you clicked on Jiyong's name and began to call him.

The phone began to ring.

One ring…

Another…

And then at last you heard his voice.

“Mmm hello?” He sounded like he just woke up… shit.

“Oh! Were you sleeping?” You blurred out.

“I was, but that’s okay. What’s up?”

You now felt bad for selfishly calling him.

“Oh, nothing… I just missed you and wanted to hear your voice… but it’s okay you should go back to sleep,” you tried to rush the call, but Jiyong stopped you.

“You’re fine, I don’t mind ever being woken up by you.” Jiyong always knew what to say.

“Don’t say that you’re going to make me miss you more,” you pouted, and you can hear him chuckle on the other side of the phone.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be back home in no time.”

You felt so much better hearing that.

“Well, I’ll let you get back to sleep, talk to you tomorrow?”

“Of course, I’ll call you when I wake up,” the both of you exchanged byes and you hung up.

Okay… you have Jiyong.

What you two have is exactly what you need.

As you got off the wall you were about to walk away until you noticed someone leaving the bathroom and you saw Bobby.

You two meet again.

“Y/N,”

“Bobby”

You could walk away… cross that you should be walking away but you were feeling bold. You walked up to Bobby and looked at him.

“Can I ask you something?” You told Bobby and he nodded his head.

“Do you hate me?”

Wow, you could have asked him anything and the first question that popped into your head was that? Get A GRIP.

“Why do you ask that?” Bobby even seemed surprised by the sudden question.

“I don’t know. I just feel this unnecessary tension between the two of us every time we are in the same room. I know you and I didn’t leave in the greatest terms … and things happen for a reason, but I just feel like maybe you and I should clear the air.” Right now, was not the time to have a conversation like this but it felt like it…

“I mean I don’t know what you want me to tell you. I tried to talk to you before and you walked away.”

“Maybe I am afraid of hearing what you have to tell me,”

Without thinking twice, you blurted that out and your eyes widened.

“I thought you didn’t care what I had to tell you,” Bobby was suddenly confused by your sudden words.

STOP TALKING, you thought to yourself.

“You know what… you’re right. I should probably go.” you were about to walk away but you suddenly hear Bobby begin to speak again.

"Can I be honest with you,"

You looked at Bobby.

"I would be lying if I were to say I didn't miss having you around. . . I mean I know I screwed up in the past and that's my mistake, but I was hoping we could move past that. I know you are with Jiyong and because of this, I know I will be seeing you around a lot more. I was hoping maybe you and I can be friends. . . What we should have been from the very beginning," you were surprised to hear this come out of Bobby's mouth.

After the incident with both Mino and Bobby, you were upset for some time but eventually, you got over the whole situation when you decided to clean up your act and focus on yourself. Fortunately for you throughout your journey, you met Jiyong and have been good since.

You didn't think about Mino and Bobby since you saw them again but now looking at the scenario you wonder if the universe put all three of you in the same room again to fix the relationship between them and you.

They probably aren't supposed to be in your life romantically but maybe they have another purpose.

"Being friends sound good to me," you told him, and believe it or not Bobby finally smiled at you.

It's been a while since you have seen him grin the way he did.

"Now that we have officially cleared the air, how about we go get a drink for old time take,"

You told yourself you were going to stop drinking for the night but one more drink won't hurt. . . right?

"Let's go,"

-

You had no intentions of drinking anymore but for some reason when Bobby happened to mention getting a drink you couldn't seem to say no. Instead, it sounded like a great idea, and you went with the flow.

The two of you ended up leaving Jinhwan's party without anyone around you being aware and found yourself in a bar nearby instead.

Bobby handed you your drink and you smiled.

"Don't you think Jinhwan will notice that we are gone?" You asked Bobby and he shook his head.

"I highly doubt it, if we are being honest, I overheard some of the boys say that they were on a mission to get Jinhwan drunk... So, if they succeed, he won't even remember what happens tonight,"

Aw, poor Jinhwan. You giggled and got a hold of your drink.

"Shouldn't one of us be sober to make sure we get home safely?" you asked Bobby before taking a sip and he shrugs.

"I mean we should but what's the fun in that?"

Bobby grabbed his drink and he looked at you.

The both of you cheered and then took a sip of your drink.

-

*Bzz Bzz*

You felt the vibration of your phone right by your head. Instead of opening your eyes you stretched out your hand and began to feel around hoping to get a hold of your phone. However, the more you stretched out your hand you felt a body next to you instead.

Jiyong is back?

You opened your eyes, looked up, and automatically realized you weren't home. . .

You looked to your right, and you saw Bobby sound asleep...

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED

-

To be continued. . .

[fuckstories]

The Pharaoh's Curse And The Genie's Blessing (RAP)

Now Shhhhh!

Lurk And Be Quiet As I Sing You A Song!!!

Let's Begin By Taking A Moment To Pray

To God Above, Our God, That We May Be Given His Peace In These Troubled Times

We Must Pause And Let This Wonderful Message Wash Over Us As We Remember That

There Are Some Things Worse Than A Plague!!!

Like A Rapper With No Talent!!!

That Is Something A Bitch Shouldn't Even Think About!

Oh Yea I'm Bitter!!!

But Let's Not Focus On Me!!!

Let's Talk About The Pharaoh's Curse!!!

The Pharaoh's Curse Came Upon Egypt In The Year 1303

And Killed Almost All The People Who Ever Lived There!

Including Those With "Z" Names

Except For Those People With "Z" Names Who Were Dead Already!!!

Well Folks I Told Y'all It Was Bad!!!

I Didn't Say It Was Good!!!

As If The Pharaoh's Curse Wasn't Enough, Then There Was A New Scarcity That Turned Out To Be A Blessing!

A New Scarcity Of Oranges!!!

In The Year 1303

An Old Man Was Working On An Orange Tree

When He Sucked In His Breath At A Buzzing Sound

That Caused Him To Sneeze So Hard That The Whole Orange Tree Swung Right Over Him And Hit One Of The Peers In The Face!!!

It Turned Out To Be The Greatest Scarcity Ever!!!

The Man With The Best Sneeze Went On To Have A Long and Successful Career

He Started Out By Selling Oranges in New York

Then He Had The Idea To Make Jellies!!!

And So He Did!!!

I Want You To Try And Picture All This In Your Head

Please Pay Attention Now!

Here's How It Is Gonna Work!!!

A Few Minutes From Now We Will Turn Off The Light!!!

And Put Some Cotton Balls Over Our Mouths!!!

Before We Begin We're Gonna Read Out Loud

An Amazing Tale That Will Rock You Like Nothing Before!

The Story About The Pharaoh, Who Got Turned To Stone And The Genie Who Showed Him The Way Out Of It!!!

Let Us Pray Again To God Above To Bless Us And Keep Us Safe As We Remember That

There Are Some Things Worse Than A Plague!!!!

Like A Rapper With A Terrible Voice!!!

Ya Heard Me Right!!!

So Listen Up People, All Is Calm... Now Begin!!!

Here It Is!! The Pharaoh's Curse!!!

My Dear Brothers and Sisters, Listen Carefully

While I Sing You A Story, I Will Never Forget What I Saw

What I Saw During the Time I Was In The Underworld

There Once Was a Pharaoh Whose Name I Can't Even Say Out Loud

Who Died In The Year 1303 And Left His Empire to Go Down There With the Other Dead Bodies!!!

I Did Too!!!

But First I'll Tell You The Part Where I Went Down Under, Which Is Called Hell!!!!

My Journey To Hades Started On Christmas Eve Day, The Same Day My Dad Was Turned into a Spider.

I Went to Church But Not Because I Believe in God

But Because I Love Going to Church.

I Think It Would Be Wonderful If We All Went to Church!!!

Because It's Always Nice To Sit Down With Everyone

But Back To The Pharaoh...

When We Got There

I Saw Many, MANY Other People

Lined Up In A Giant Circle

That Had to Go on Without Their Friends And Family

All Because They Killed Someone

Who Had A Name That Had A Z in It!

To Be More Specific They Killed Them With "Z" Names!!!!!

This Is A Long Story

But Let Me Stop Here and Bring The Pharaoh Into the Story!!!

I Got In Line Behind a Group of Girls Named Stephanie, Alexus, and Azalea

They Were Very Loud Because They Weren't All That Intelligent.

One of the Girls Screamed, "It's OK To Get Angry With God!"

Another Said, "I Am SO Angry!!!!"

And Another One Said, "I Hate That My Parents Named Me 'Alexus'!!!!"

Then Another Girl Screamed, "But I Don't Know What To Call My Daughter When She Gets Older!!!!"

I Thought About Saying That to the Girl With "Z" Names but I Wasn't Ready Yet to Be Annoying So Instead

I Put on My Cute Eyeglasses

That My Dad Sent Me From Germany

That Shaped Like A Dragon With Golden Wings

And Everyone Thought I was so Cool and Cute

Because I Was Different From Everybody Else.

The Pharaoh Looked Very Strange Down Under

He Had The Cutest Smile and Blue Eyes

And A Face that Will Never Look Bad in Photos!

The Pharaoh Was Waiting In Line

Along With All The Other Dead Bodies

Until He Got to the Top

Where He Found A Dead Fish Eating Another Dead Fish

The Pharaoh Stopped Eating and said, "Excuse me... You are eating another dead fish?"

The Dead Fish Said, "No... I'm Eating a Living Fish."

The Pharaoh Said, "OK Then, You Can Have It"

So the Pharaoh Touched His Sword, And Swallowed The Living Fish

Then He Looked Around for Something He Could Eat

He Saw A Worm, Which was Also Very, Very Dead

But When The Pharaoh Touched it It Turned Into a Boy Who Said, "Hi! My Name Is Pete!"

Pete Was A Little Creepy Looking Because he Had No Eyebrows Or Nose Hair

Or Ears On Both Sides Of His Head

But That Didn't Stop Him From Being Friendly!!!

Pete Was A Good Boy!!!

And he Talked and talked about God For So Long...

The Pharaoh Thought The More Talking the Better

Because He Would Never Run Out of Things To Say!!!!

The Pharaoh Thought, "God Is Great"!!!

The Pharaoh Thought, "I Wish I Was God So I Can Keep Talking To People for Free."

The Pharaoh Thought, "God Is Good."

But after the Pharaoh Stopped Thinking and Said "I Want to Be God"

Another Worm Came Along

And When He Touched It

It Turned into A Girl Named Patrice.

Patrice Was Pretty Cool but the Pharaoh Wanted More!!

Patrice Talked for Hours

About The Bible

God's Son

And How There Is Only One True God

Who Created Everything in Existence!!!

But when Patrice Finished Talking

Another Worm Came And Turned Into a Boy Named Jason, Who Had His Parents' Name

Which Made It Really Weird!!!!

Jason Talked for Days and Days and Days and Days

And Eventually He Turned into God, The Creator of All Things!

God Told the Pharaoh that He was God and Had Seen The Pharaoh in Line

He Said, "You Will Rule over All the Dead Bodies."

The Pharaoh Did NOT Think This Was True!!!

But God Was God

And The Pharaoh Didn't Want To Upset Him!!!

So the Pharaoh Wore the Crown of a Ruler over His Head

And Started Chanting Names of Gods in a Long, Long, LONG Song

He Said Names Over and Over and Over and Over and Over...

The Pharaoh Singed...

"God is Great

God is Good

I Am Not God

I Will Eat God"

He Shouted it

Over And Over Again

Until His Voice Cracked!

He Couldn't Make the Voices Go Away So he Shouted The Last Thing he Could Think Of!!

"God Is Bad

I Am A Good Person

I Do Good Things for the Good of Others!!!"

He Turned To God, Who Was Standing Right There In Front Of him, and Took His Finger And Pressed God's Nose.

God's Nose Blew Water

And He Sprayed All Over The Pharaoh!!!!!!!

The Pharaoh Woke Up, Completely Wet

He Washed Himself with The Water from the Fountain

And Then Looked Outside to See Where The Rain Came From

But It Wasn't a Raindrop... It Was the Face of God Looking At the Pharaoh

In This Moment God Gave The Pharaoh a Gift:

A Magic Staff of Light

So That The Pharaoh Could Never Be Put On a Pedestal

Because All Good People Are Like Everybody Else!!!"

It Happens Every Year...

The Moon Rises Over A Different Place...

All the Pretty Flowers are Cut

Everybody Eats a Very Strange Fish, Including The Pharaoh...

The Pharaoh Wears a Crown over his Head

That Makes Him Never Feel Pain.

He Shouts out "I Am God!!"

Then God Punches the Pharaoh in the Face and makes him Swallow A Living Fish, That He's Actually Eating the Worm...

This is All a Dream...

All I See Is the Moon Over Egypt...

I Can See Everything Happening Here

Even though I'm Thousands of Miles Away from my Home Town

"Alleluia"!!!

God Save The Pharaoh!!!

(from my memory)

Thank You To My Fans For Your Patience Over These Last Few Months. I Know You Were All Waiting To Hear A New Song From Me. The Great News Is That My Song, "The Pharaoh's Curse And The Genie's Blessing", Finally Came Out This Week! (I know it took a little while, but that just shows you how special this song is!) You'll Be Amazed At How Powerful This Song Is!

I Think You'll All Agree That This Song Is More Than A Little Bit Bizarre!!! I Am A True Professional Who Always Delivers The Best Possible Music I Can But There Are Still Times When The Music Makes The Music! This Is One Of Those Songs! Please Be Sure To Give This Song An Honest Chance, If It Doesn't Hit Home for You Right Away You May Still Find Something That Resonates! In Fact, If You Would Please Share This Song With Your Friends, I'm Pretty Sure Many People Will Find Themselves Feeling It Deeply By The End!

That's the Kind of Song This Is Folks! I Hope You're As Excited As I Am!!!

If Not I'm Sorry This Was The Song I Had To Bring To You!

That's All Folks!

[polillalegacyarchive]

...CONTINUATION

"You did this behind my back, Mel. This isn't gonna fly and you know it."

"Listen, I really don't think it's a big deal..." the singer answered, pulling away, suddenly disinterested.

"It's a big deal to me! And you knew it would be. You're crossing a line here."

Mel got up, defensive. "What did you expect me to do exactly?"

"Respect me. Respect my work."

"You would have wanted me to just sit back and watch you waste this track?"

"This isn't only about the song and you should know that."

"What is it about then?"

"It's about you not believing in me. It's about you always seeing me as a project, as a lost puppy you can give scraps to and expect me to be happy about it." The unfairness of the situation was getting to Isi and now she was also standing.

"You know that's not how I see you, don't make me the bad guy here."

Isidora was good at standing up for herself. And she knew that this whole situation could have been prevented if Mel had considered how she would feel about all this before charging ahead with it.

"Oh please. How do you explain going against my wishes, knowing fully I'd be against this when you agreed to it?"

"You know what, if you're going to be like this, then maybe we shouldn't have collab'd in the first place. And shouldn't, ever again."

"Actually, maybe we shouldn't even be together." Mel added, taking her hands out of Isidora's.

Once again, silence fell. They were incapable of communicating. Had always been. Isi's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't ready for this to end. Not like this.

"Mel..."

"I'm sorry you don't feel like it's fair, but I'll release that song. The fact that you don't want me to have it, it feels like you don't want me to succeed." She said.

"But you have succeeded. You're literally already a star. You don't need this!"

"You've already got a legion of fans who adore you. I don't understand. And now you want us to break up?"

"This whole thing just proves you don't trust me, you know. And I can't be with someone that doesn't trust me. Not again."

"Mel."

"And it's not just this... I've been thinking about her a lot lately..."

Isidora took a step back. She knew Mel and her ex-wife had a lot of unresolved issues, but she had always promised that she was over it.

"I think I want to try again with her. Give it another chance."

Her breath went shallow. Her eyes blurring for a second. Say what now?

"We're done?" The words were hard to pronounce, but some kind of relief was growing inside her.

"Yeah... I'm sorry." Again, the words didn't match the tone.

"Bullshit."

"Isi, I don't want us to end on bad terms -" Mel started, before Isidora cut her off.

"Nah, I don't want to hear it. You were never serious about us. I gave it my all. I tried so hard. I opened myself up. I was starting to fall for you. How could you?"

"Hey, it's not like I planned for this, I also tried my best!"

"Really? Is this trying your best? Always having me come to you, never the other way around. Never going official because you were scared of what people would think."

"You know it wasn't like that..."

"All the way up to now, stealing my song, not apologising for it. You fooled me Mel. I really fell for your act. I let myself down. But don't think I'll go down quietly. You go back to her. You said you can't be with someone who doesn't trust you, yet you want her again. Liar."

"You know what Isi, if you want to believe that, go ahead. I can't stop you. But just know that I didn't plan this. I truly tried to commit to you."

Mel turned around, probably to hide her own emotions, while Isidora's were written all over her face.

"Just tell me this." Her voice was shaking from the tears held back, but she needed to hear the truth from Melanie. "How long? How long have you known we weren't gonna work? How long have you been pretending?"

Mel shook her head but no sound came out of her mouth.

A minute went by. Then two. Neither of them said anything else. Melanie, kept her eyes on the window. Isidora turned away, unwilling to give anything more of hers to the person who had already taken so much. She didn't slam the door, but the sound of it closing was loud enough.

[quiet-girl-short-stories]

Study Group

"Even though I have a damn headache, I'm still gonna keep going with this!"

Cassie was nearly bouncing off the walls and thankfully her neighbors weren't in their apartments to complain about it. Cassie played her music as loud as she wanted as the noise that would normally travel through to her downstairs and side neighbor didn't matter at the moment.

Cassie sang loudly to the lyrics she was likely pronouncing wrong, she threw herself into the sound and would adlib whenever she wanted to. As the song was fading into the next song, she heard her phone going off.

"Aw, who the fuck is it?" She jumped onto her couch and took her phone before hanging and leaning from the back of the couch. She answered it. "Hello?" She said with a small singing voice.

"Cassie?"

Oh shit! She calmed down and sat on her knees on the couch. She turned down the next song in her playlist and spoke to Brayleigh.

"Yes?"

"Oh, sorry did I bother you?"

Yeah, you did. She was smiling at the thought, but calmly responded with; "no, I was just listening to music."

"Oh, I'd love to ask you what song, but Jess was telling me she wanted to talk to you, but you weren't picking up the phone or answering your door."

"Oh, I thought I heard someone at my door before... tell her I'm sorry, but I'll call her later tonight."

"Alright, that's all I called for."

Then hang the phone up. "Then Au Revoir!"

She heard him chuckle. "That's right, you did take French in highschool didn't you?"

"Yep!" She said.

"Well, how about I teach you a little something?"

She beamed and bounced on her couch. "You would? I totally forgot everything I learned and I am trying to be trilingual."

"You're cool with me teaching you some French?"

"Yeah! You pick the day and text me about it, okay?"

"Alright then, I'll text you in the morning."

"Alright, but bye then!"

"Yeah, see you."

Once she was off the phone with him, she then went to text Jessica.

"Sorry, I'm not calling you tonight, you'll have to wait until the morning."

Cassie sent that before shutting off her phone and returning to her music and resuming playing and jumping around.

...

The day after her sugar rush ended, Cassie found herself wondering, why did I agree to this again? Cassie pondered this while she stared at the papers on her desk, it was full of the notes she had taken from her highschool French class, I know I'm not gonna learn so why did I even say anything? Before she could think to answer that, Brayleigh's voice came from her entryway. He then found himself in Cassie's living room.

"Bonjour Cassie!" She gave him a small smile. "Are you ready to study?" Not really but- "you seem less excited about this than you were last night."

Yeah because I was PG-13 blackout drunk. "It's just 'cause I really don't remember anything about French. I think it'll be better if we just went back to the basics."

Brayleigh removed his bag and sat down on the couch where she was sitting. Brayleigh looked to the papers and seemed as if he were trying to focus for a second, he then smiled.

"So you know like 'hello', 'goodbye', 'my name is', and you can likely form a basic sentence right?"

"That is if I even remember that much."

Brayleigh shook his head. "You're super smart, so I'm sure it'll come back easily to you." Says the person who's actually French. "But I guess for today I could just refresh you and see if you can say something to me without my help. How's that sound?"

She was fine with that. Brayleigh smiled and began his lesson.

...

Cassie would have liked to think she learned something in the last two hours Brayleigh was speaking perfect French to her, but her mind was mostly on the fact that French really was a romantic language.

Then again, she'd think that of anyone with as pretty of a voice as Brayleigh's. She was listening well enough to parrot whatever he wanted back to him, but she knew she wouldn't remember a single bit of this after today.

Just like highschool.

"Okay, I think the last thing I'll teach you is some informal stuff, things you would say to people like me." Like I couldn't understand that much. "You would say Salut if you're saying hello to a friend and 'yes' is kind of tricky because if you're a friend saying Si would be fine too, but I've known business partners who were fine with me saying that to them, at the end of the day I guess it is just yes." Cassie understood. "Other than that, I can't really think of much else. That app you have is good, your pronunciation is really good too."

"I was told that by my teacher before too; but do I really sound good? Because I think I sound like I'm saying stuff with too much of an accent."

Brayleigh chuckled softly. "No it's perfect. My mom would likely think you're a natural!" Cassie smiled at that. "Oh, now that I'm thinking about it, you remember that nouns have genders right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, then can you tell me how you would say beautiful or pretty between males and females?"

What's with this question? I guess I'll answer it.

"For females it would be Belle, for males it's Beau." Cassie recalled.

Brayleigh seemed too happy at that. "That is easy, but I just wanted to be sure you remembered to think about that."

While Cassie couldn't get why he asked her that, she nodded nonetheless. "Can I ask a question though?"

"Sure?" Brayleigh started to put his stuff away.

"This is a lot to waste time teaching me French, so why'd you accept when I told you about it?"

"It's not a waste of time, Cassie, and mainly it was because this is my native language. Of course I would want someone else to speak it." He paused. Jess speaks French, just talk to her. "And, you know, maybe one day you might wanna visit France and if you do I'm going with you no matter what you say. I don't believe that any foreigner should stay in a local hotel when they're in a different country. So you would be staying with us."

Cassie stared at him. So that's why. You want me to make a good impression on your parents if I ever met them. I shouldn't have asked.

"I'll have to take up that offer, but expect me to be nervous." Cassie forced herself to say.

"Don't worry, it's adorable anyways."

Fuck you, this shit isn't adorable! You wouldn't be saying that if you were the person who had to deal with this. Cassie just gave him a smile.

"But before I go I was thinking of getting something to eat, do you wanna go with me?" He offered.

For free food... "Of course."

[waywcrdsons-blog]

monster | lady gaga. 

look at him, look at me / that boy is bad, and honestly / he's a wolf in disguise / but i can't stop staring in those evil eyes.

[oh-holy-slut]

Bloodlust

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, explicit language, blood sharing, mentions of death, oral sex

Word Count: 2,6k

Summary: Stefan forced Damon to try his animal diet. Damon hated it, but didn't had a choice... until Reader makes a suggestion. Suddenly things get steamy.

Being with Damon was complicated. Him and Y/N have seen each other a lot in the past weeks. The two of them had a lot of fun; saw a lot of movies. Actually, Y/N was sure Damon secretly hated many of those. However, anytime Y/N suggested another dramatic, romantic cliché movie like "Last Song" - the vampire groaned, put his arm around her shoulder, let her head rest on his chest and endured every single second of the movie of her choice.

Damon even flirted and teased Y/N here and there, but didn't lead to anything more intimate so far.

Today was another of those days. Y/N stuck around at the Salvatore boarding house, brought a few of Damon's favorite groceries and a bunch of movies, of which she thought that they will suit his taste. Even if they were a little to bloody and brutal in her opinion.

"Pick one!", she demanded, holding all three Blu-ray sleeves in front of him. Damon just shrugged, not bothering to even look.

"Don't be a killjoy, Damon Salvatore!" Y/N sighed.

"Tell me what's wrong or pick a movie. You've got no choice. And besides that... Which number of drink is this?" Y/N frowned, pointing at the liquor in her friends hand. Damon usually consumed his beloved bourbon with pleasure.

But the man on the couch didn't seem pleasured at all. His facial features totally hardened and a look in his eyes like he was ready to rip someone's heart out.

You put the disc's back in your handbag, closing the zipper and put the bag on the floor.

"Fine. No movie night today. Who are we going to kill?"

A small smirk appeared on Damon's lips, finally looking towards Y/N.

"Stefan and his hero hair. He made me go vegetarian... well, for a vampire... and I can't get myself to eat one of those chipmunks, bunnies or bambis." He shook himself with disgust.

"And why did he count you in? You clearly aren't excited about the changing... So, why did you agree?"

"He said, he would kill me, which is kinda funny. But-" Damon made a wide gesture "he stole my daylight ring. And he wouldn't give it back until I stop feeding on innocent people - and kill them."

"So, you truly let your younger brother blackmail you like that?! Wow... I don't know how to feel about your dieting or your new path. Or whatever this is supposed to be."

"You don't like me killing people either", Damon maintained, while taking another sip of bourbon.

"Well, I don't", Y/N agreed, took a step forward, stole the glass from the vampires hand and put it on a small table nearby. "But I don't believe in forcing as a method to get people to change their minds. I believe that change for the better must be an intrinsic motivation," she added quickly, giving the vampire an innocent smile.

Damon's lineaments suddenly turned from annoyed to curious. "Any suggestions, little one?" The vampire raised an eyebrow and a little smirk showed up on his lips. On the one hand, Y/N blushed over the nickname, Damon called her.  On the other hand she felt skittish looking forward to making a deal with him. Not only a deal. It's far more than a simple agreement.

It's Y/N, actually giving Damon a part of her. The red elixir of life. She was about to give him total control of her body and she not even for a heartbeat doubt that Damon will use it against her.

"Actually... Yeah. There's something on my mind." Y/N said chewing on your lip. "I could open up a vein for you. I mean, you could feed on me. And since you have my permission, there's nothing for anybody to have objection about."

Damon frowned and gave her an incredulous look. "You would do that for me?" The vampire couldn't believe, he understood correctly. Why would Y/N want to get involved with him feeding on her? What's in it for her? Damon tried hard to connect the dots, but he wasn't able to. It all seemed to make no sense. Y/N wouldn't have an advantage of that. The vampire hesitated, pinning his dangerously blue eyes on the girl in front of him.

"Is it so suspicious of me, that I'm trying to help my closest friend?" It pierced Y/N's heart, realizing, Damon's trust in her was rather fragile. "Never mind", she waved the pain away and forced herself to keep her composure. "I only had a hasty idea; you really don't need to fee-"

Suddenly Damon appeared behind Y/N, using his vampirism. "Shhhh", he whispered softly. "I never said, that I don't want your blood. I'm thinking about if we are going to cross a line? Blood sharing can be very personal..."

"It can be? It is personal already. Believe it or not - I'm not gonna offer my veins to all the vampires of Mystic Falls." Y/N rolled her eyes, her arms folded on her chest to point out the indignation she felt right now.

"Kinda sensitive today, huh?" Damon gently stroke a strand of hair behind her ear, Y/N could hear this smug smirk through his words. It was a true 'Damon thing' to do. "I didn't mean it like that, princess." He sighed; unsure if he should agree or not. Damon didn't want to act selfish towards Y/N. He compelled a lot of girls for the purpose of drinking blood in the past. He literally used them as long as they weren't too annoying - and then he acted like they have never met. Damon Salvatore couldn't imagine this scenario with Y/N. They've been so close, the vampire couldn't stand loosing her. The offer was risky, but it also could bring each other even closer.

Damon tried hard to avoid any serious attraction between Y/N and him, afraid of messing up. Indeed, he found himself thinking, and even dreaming, about Y/N more than he wanted to admit. She was smart and had this special sense of humor, the vampire adored so much. She was the only one, who could make him feel good no matter what. Needless to say she had that glimmer in her eyes, when she did something she truly loved. In these moments she was even more pretty. Y/N was hard to resist.

And maybe now he could have her like nobody else. At least the vampire gave in. He wanted her blood. He wanted her.

Y/N flinched by the feeling of Damon brushing her neck with his lips.  "Oh, Damon", she gasped. "Bite me." Y/N almost begged for the vampire's teeth breaking through her skin. Damon loved the sound of her husky voice. In less than a heartbeat he turned into his vampire shape. "If you insist", he grinned devilishly, ready to place his teeth on to her skin.

Suddenly Y/N made a slight move forward with the intention to interrupt her friend. "Did you change your mind?" Damon was close to switching back to human, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Mostly a lack of understanding, but also a little of disappointment and even anger. Was Y/N playing games on him? While Damon Salvatore was sorting feelings, Y/N turned around, standing now in front of him.

She was so close, not even a piece of paper would fit between them.

Y/N slightly exhaled breath, her eyes darting between the vampires eyes and lips. It was the first time Y/N saw him like this. The icy blue of his eyes, she loved so much, has turned darker. Purple veins appeared under his eyes; Y/N couldn't help herself. Damon's appearance fully intoxicated every fibre of her being. Her fingertips found their way gently brushing over his dark purple veins. She felt heat and softness, while tracing one of them.  It took her a few seconds to get out of trance, realizing what she had done. "Sorry", she murmured with a voice barely audible. "Don't apologize, little one." Damon tilted his head, his lips curled up in a self-assured grin, exposing a perfectly white vampire fang. "I never saw you like this before, you loo-"

"... look like a monster?"

Y/N shook her head. It was nothing like that. Yes, he did look unfamiliar. And she should be scared under normal conditions. Instead, his look hit her in an unexpected way. He looked hotter as a vampire, if it was even possible. 

Y/N cleared her throat, looking up at Damon. "I feel... attracted to you."

"So nothing's changed", Damon teased, raising his eyebrows. The girl in front of him softly slapped him on his shoulder; which was only possible because the vampire permitted. "You are always so full of yourself." She smirked, feeling more confident being to something, they have had been so many times before. Granted, he was terrifying accurate, but she wouldn't serve her feelings on a silver platter.

"I'm still into it. You can bite me; feed on me. I only needed to see you before..." 

A shockwave of electricity flowed through her body the second Damon took her hand and pulled her close.

"I'll be careful", he promised, nuzzling his head into the nap of her neck. Damon once again placed his lips on her soft skin. 

Suddenly a harsh pain made Y/N feel like in a kind of haze. She flinched and let out a groan at the same time, unintentionally biting her lower lip. 

During Damon embedded his fang deeper and deeper, she started feeling dizzy. Her hands searched for the vampires upper body, finally wrapped around his neck. She needed him to lean on. A narrow trickle of blood flowed down her neck. Let Damon feed on her felt like flames licking up every fiber of her body. 

With every passing second Y/N could feel her control slip away. Her body was now firmly pressed against Damon's, like she would want to merge them into one.

Damon noticed her staggering, wrapped his arms around her waist, supporting her.

Bloodlust already messed up the vampires mind, so he continued feeding on Y/N.

A tempting moan escaped her lips, but she didn't care to cover up. Y/N's heart was racing, her eyes flattering. It was almost as if he was about to push her over the edge, but in a different way. "Mmm, this...this… feels soo weird... and so good...", she whispered under a shallow breath.

As soon as Damon heard her fading voice, he abruptly

quitted drinking from her.

"Fuck!" He rapidly laid her on his lap and checked Y/N's vital signs, to make sure she was okay. Instinctively he bit his wrist, pressed it against Y/N's mouth. He knew his blood would heal her, but it wasn't going fast enough. A few seconds passed through, to him they felt like centuries. Y/N finally blinked and Damon was relieved. He cupped her cheeks, his gaze never leaving hers. "I thought, I'd gone-" Damon cleaned his throat. "I'm so glad, you are doing well", he whispered, while trailing her lips with his fingertips. "So, fuckin' glad..." The vampire exhaled a deep breath. 

"It... You made me feel good. Strange, but good", Y/N appeased and flushed over the memory. "Maybe you got a little carried away, but I don't mind. I wouldn't trade the feeling for anything."

Y/N quickly interrupted herself, before she could reveal too much.

However, Damon used his vampire skills, noticing that Y/N was hiding something from him. "Isn't there anything else you want me to know?", Damon asked without taking his eyes off her. Y/N shifted and flushed even more. "It's unfair. You use your vampirism to get everything out of me."

"Well, if that were the case, I could easily compel you." Damon shrugged and found back to his smugly self. "Tell me, what you are hiding". He said in a seductive voice.

"I wanted to get lost in you."

Her confession sent shivers all over the vampires body. At first he could not decide, how to handle this. "Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you..." Y/N hummed.

In the next split second, Damon pinned Y/N against a wall, smashing his lips on hers, kissing her with all the passion he had to give. The vampire devoured Y/N with a new kind of hunger. He didn't know he could crave someone so much.

"Fuck me, Damon..."

The vampire felt him getting hard, only by hearing those little three words out of her mouth.

"Say it louder. Tell me, what you want me to do."

Y/N pulled him closer, gently biting his earlobe.

"Fuck... me, Damon." It took her a second to focus and forming the words again. After she was near to climax earlier, it wasn't a long way getting to the edge once more. "Make me cum... You almost had me there..."

A deep moan got over the vampires lips, once he understood, what Y/N was trying to tell him.

With the next blink Y/N found herself in Damon's bedroom, lying on his bed.

From now on there weren't many words needed. Damon's hand's found their way under her shirt, cupping her breasts and make her moan over and over again.

He closely listened to the rhythm of her heart, making sure he would be able to delay her climax to the point he needed her to.

"Don't cum yet... I want to taste your little pussy first."

Y/N grabbed the vampires head, running her fingers through his dark hair - pushing him down, since she was unable to form a single word.

As Damon got down, he didn't take his eyes off Y/N.

He used a hand pushing up her skirt and lightly stroking over her panties with his fingertips.

"My girl is so wet", he praised in a low husky voice."-and I barely touched you."

His dirty words in combination with his touch lead to another moan, almost turned into a scream.

Damon pushed the fabric aside, leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of her thighs.

Y/N's eyes fluttered, when his soft lips reached her middle.

Damon's tongue licking around her entrance was driving her nuts.

"...so delicious..." were the only words she was able to catch up. Damon knew, he couldn't thrill her forever, so he got back to her. He spit on his palms, stroking his hand over his crotch. In under a second Y/N finally felt this releasing pressure of his cock. It was like a switch went off in her brain and she braced herself for the hard thrusts that would follow.

Damon dimmed the whining noises Y/N made with a passionate, hungry kiss.

He cheated with his vampirism to give it to her deeper and faster, knocking out all the air of her lungs while Y/N screamed out Damon's name. Her walls clenched around him and made him twitch. It was like her pussy massaged his dick the best way possible.

Every time he hit her harder and rougher he was making sure he hit her spot with every thrust.

Damon gathered speed one last time and pushed her over the edge until she was a moaning whimpering mess.

With her last contraction around his shaft, Damon was cumming inside her.

"You are so tight, little one", he whispered under his breath. "We should make arrangements more often."

Please like or/and reblog if you enjoyed reading or/and want me to write more stories about Damon.

Thanks guys ❤️

[inlovewithalotoffandoms]

Imagine your Dad (Freddie Benson) jamming to your singing.

Parings: Freddie Benson x teen!daughter!reader.

Key: Y/N=Your Name and *=Singing.

You and your friends got cast in a movie called 'Popstars: Spy Agents'. Your Dad (Freddie) along with Carly, came to the set the day you had to sing. Everyone was in their places, the director yelled "Action" and you started acting.

"You didn't say done, you're supposed to say done." You say as your character to Hayleys character.

'No, 'cause we are in the middle of something big, and we can't let this fall into the wrong hands." Hayley said in character.

"We are the wrong hands!" You state.

"Well how about the guy from the airport?" Hayley asked.

"What guy from the airport? There was no guy from the airport." Sandy stated in her character.

"It was that guy." Hayley said once again in character. The 4 of you had to turn around to face your co-stars. You turned the box around, well you tried to.

"Sorry." You apologised and everyone started laughing.

"I mean it's not that hard." Sarah states. You glared at your friend and said,

"Oh well you wanna try and do this? It's harder than it looks okay?!"

She put her hands up in defence. The director looked at you girls and talked through the megaphone,

"Lets try this again and Y/N, just turn it were you need to, i don't care how. You girls got this. And......Action."

You did the scene again and got it right. You then had to go to the other part of set and run through the ally way. As soon as you did that you filmed the song to go in-between particular parts of the scene that you just filmed.

All:*Can't buy me love, love, can't buy me love.*

You:*I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend, if it makes you feel alright. I'll get you anything my friend of it makes you feel alright.*

Hayley:*I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love.*

Sarah: *I'll give you all i've got to give, if you say you love me too. I may not have a lot to give, but what i've got i'll give to you. I don't care to much for money, money can't buy me love.*

All: *Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so. Can't buy me love, oh, no, no, no, no.*

Sandy: *Say you don't need no diamond ring, and i'll be satisfied. Tell me that you want the kind of things that money just can't buy. (tell me baby) Cause I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love. Oh yeah.*

[Instrumental break.] During the instrumental break you notice that your dad was dancing and that Carly hit him to stop. You smiled at the two of them and went back to singing.

You: *Oh, baby. No, no, no, no. Money can't buy me love.*

All: *Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so. Can't buy me love, oh, no, no, no, no.*

You: *Say you don't need no diamond ring, and I'll be satisfied. Tell me that you want the kind of things that money just can't buy (just can't buy) Cause I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love.*

All: *Can't buy me love, yeah, love, can't buy me love.*

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You and the girls were chilling on the sofa in your room listening to Beatles songs that you needed to practices for the movie, when your dad came in.

"Hi dad. What's up?" You asked smiling.

"Just wanted to tell you girls how great you were today." He said while looking at the 4 of you.

"Thanks dad." You say.

"Oh, your grandma said dinner is ready and that you girls need to go home." He said and pointed to your friends.

"Alright see you girls tomorrow." You say.

"Yeah." Sarah says and got up.

"See ya." Sandy said also standing up.

"In a while crocodile." Hayley said and went straight to the window.

"Remember-" You started, but they knew what you were going to say and said in unison,

"Go out the window! We know!"

The 4 of you chuckled and waved goodbye. After your friends left you want to dinner and told your grandma about your day. Freddie was still jamming to your singing even though you weren't singing at that moment. The next few days was just you, Hayley, Sarah and Sandy practising the rest of the songs for the movie and your dad was jamming out the entire time.