#i still don't understand why there is a tub in a room besides a bed....

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🥺🥺🥺 it's the plushie from before they are dating 🥺🥹😭

It's fun finding all those trinkets from previous cards/events

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Aftercare {part. 15} (housemate!harry series) (SMUT)

Long Awaited Punishment {part. 14} (housemate!harry series) (SMUT)

AN: disclaimer- i've never been in subspace so i have no real experience with what it's truly like. in this chapter i'm writing how i've seen others write about it and based off some things i've read. so it may not be 100% accurate but that's okay because this story is made up anyways. i hope you enjoy and don't forget to leave your feedback. xoxo

This story contains: aftercare, talks of anal sex (pegging), subspace, male sub/female dom, crying, peeing (in a toilet, of course), comfort

{ housemate!harry - boyfriendrry - softrry - au!harry - subrry - dom!reader }

word count- 2,664

After a night of dominated Harry, you give him great aftercare with a relaxing bath and your nurturing demeanor.

Previously-

You slowly remove the strap-on from his body, which causes him to cry out more intensely for a moment, and then you carefully pull your end out as well. Despite feeling just as drained as you believe Harry is, you understand that the dominant role comes with responsibilities. The key responsibility is aftercare, and you conclude that the first step in providing aftercare tonight is to help Harry calm down.

-Continuing

You adjust your position on the bed, moving so you're no longer behind Harry, allowing him to see you and recognize your presence. His eyes remain closed, tears streaming down his face and soaking the pillow beneath him. You lean closer, softly caressing his wet cheek with your gentle hands. "Shh, it's okay. You did such a good job, baby. It's okay. I'm gonna take care of you now."

Your words have not yet registered in Harry's mind, but the gentle sound of your voice causes his eyes to open slightly. He stares at you, and it's evident that he's not entirely present; he seems to be in a state of subspace. His gaze appears to look past you rather than directly at you. While you may not have extensive knowledge of subspace, you're committed to helping Harry return to the moment. You want to provide him with lots of cuddles and let him know how safe he is with you.

The first step into helping him come back down to earth is a nice bath, you think. It'll also be beneficial because you both are actually sweaty and need to wash off the smell of sex from your bodies. As you go to climb out of bed, Harry mutters his first words since entering an alternate state of mind. "No, don't leave me."

You turn to face him as he clutches your wrist, and the look on Harry's face is nearly one of alarm. "Hey, hey," you reassure him, "I’m not going anywhere, I promise. I’m just going to run a bath for us, alright? I’ll return shortly." Harry hesitantly releases your wrist, his gaze following you as you step out of your bedroom, heading off to an unknown location. Even though you had just informed him of your plans, he struggled to hear you clearly, as the intensity of his orgasm still reverberates in his ears.

In a brisk manner, you enter the only bathroom in the house and turn on the bathtub. You hastily hang up two towels on the rack beside the bathtub and set the soaps you'll need on the edge of the tub. Once the water is running, you return to your room where you find Harry crying on your bed, lying on his back, unclothed and exposed.

He had finally stopped crying before you left to get the bath ready, so him crying once again has you worrying. Stepping to the side of the bed, you ask slowly, "Harry, why the tears? Everything's okay."

With his hearing slowly coming back, he's able to understand your words enough to answer, "You......you left me." Another sob leaves his throat and it brings tears to your own eyes. You know he's only acting this way because of how intense everything just was but it still saddens you to see him so upset.

You climb back onto the bed and straddle Harry. You then lean down to wrap him in a tight embrace. Initially, his arms lie loosely at his sides on the mattress, but he eventually raises them to encircle your back. He truly needed this moment of comfort. The weight of your body helps to anchor him in reality, and the sensation of your naked skin against his intensifies his feelings of vulnerability.

"Shhh, I'm right here. I have the bath running for us. Would you like to join me and relax?" Harry gives a timid nod in response. You carefully detach yourself from atop his body, which he seems to dislike, and take hold of his large hands, aiding him in rising from the bed. He's initially a bit unsteady, his mind still disoriented, but with your help he soon finds his balance and walks toward the bathroom with you.

As you start to lead him towards the now filled tub and turn the tap off, Harry stops you and quietly inquires, "Um, can I have a wee first? Gotta wee."

You smile up at your boyfriend with affection and answer, "Yeah, of course. I'll step out to give....."

Before you could finish, he blurts, "No, don't leave. S'...... turn away, I guess." The last thing Harry wants is for you to leave him again. He doesn't care that he has to pee, in his current state of mind, there's no embarrassment in his body.

Turning around, you find yourself staring at the floral wallpaper while unintentionally hearing the sound of Harry pissing in the toilet. After what seems like an excessively long time, Harry finishes and flushes before you turn back to help him step into the tub. You enter first, allowing Harry to follow, which allows his body to lean against yours. While the tub is not particularly large, it offers just enough room for both of you to relax and move around without discomfort.

As the warm water envelops you both, Harry lets out a sigh, surrendering to the comfort that surrounds him. The warmth of the bath water, your body resting against his back, and the gentle scratching of your fingers on his scalp create a peaceful setting. He's nearly asleep when you speak softly, "Hey, don’t fall asleep on me. I need you to come back to me, alright Harry?"

Although Harry continues to experience a slight mental haze, he predominantly feels as though he's returned to reality. His thoughts are becoming clearer, and he's beginning to recall the majority of the events from this evening. However, the manner in which you're currently treating him makes him want remain in a submissive mindset for a bit longer. But, he understands that he should let you know he's back, present mentally, to avoid causing you any more concern. You've never observed anyone in a state of subspace before.

"M' back, baby. Just really like it when you talk to me all soft and baby me. Feels nice."

You sigh in relief. "Thank God, you worried me there for a second. With all your crying."

"I cried?" Harry turns his head from where it rests on your chest and questions.

"You don't remember, Harry? What do you remember?"

Turning back around to face forward, he pauses to gather his thoughts before replying, "I remember you teasin' me. Then you briefly sat on my face. After that, you fucked me so hard I came from both my cock and my prostate. Then my memory jumps to havin' a wee and gettin' in the tub where we are now." It appears Harry blacked out following his orgasm, which is quite fascinating. You wonder if there will ever come a time when you can enter subspace with him, if you're even able to. You know not everyone can get into a subspace.

"You had a prostate orgasm? Didn't know that was possible."

"Hh-mh, some men can, others can't. Though technically all men can achieve one, it's a matter of stimulatin' it just right and allowin' your body to embrace the stimulation. Why do you think I like anal sex so much? Yeah I enjoyed havin' sex with men and the presence of a male figure because m' attracted to them, but really anyone can fuck me and if done right, it feels so - fuckin' - good, man or women. Even fucked myself in the past. Doesn't feel as good but it's good enough."

While you recline against the tub, Harry positioned in front of you, you quietly take in his words. The exploration of anal sex for men is a captivating topic in your opinion. In your past relationships and hookups, the men you were with typically shunned any contact with their bums, associating it with being gay. Most men are determined to avoid any accusations of being seen as gay. Because of their stubborn ways of viewing things, they remain unaware that if they were to try anal sex, they might find it quite enjoyable, especially if it's as pleasurable as Harry says it can be.

In all honesty, you probably wouldn't have had any desire to participate in giving anal to your previous partners. The only reason you were open in doing so with Harry is that you feel at ease around him and are confident in his hygiene practices. Otherwise, you would have kept your distance from that aspect of Harry as well.

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After a few minutes of silence, you become aware that the water is cooling down and decide it's time to actually wash up before settling into bed. You sit up from your position against the back of the tub to retrieve the soap, which causes Harry to also sit up. In doing so, he lets out a sharp hiss, prompting you to worry. "Are you okay, H? Are you hurting anywhere?" Given the intensity of your actions tonight, it wouldn't be unexpected for him to experience some soreness in his joints and, other areas.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Harry admits, "M' bums a bit sore, s'all. But it's not your fault. It typically happens when I get fucked or pegged as well as havin' gotten spanked. It'll go away in a day or two."

Despite the lingering worry within you, you accept his reassuring words and start applying soap to the washcloth. Once the cloth is well-lathered, you begin gliding it over his body, though there's certain areas he has to wash on his own due to your position behind him. After making sure his body is clean, you take the old cup located by the tub and drizzle water over Harry's head to wet his hair. You're uncertain why you opted to cleanse his body first, but it doesn't matter at this point.

Ensuring his hair is nicely wet, you take a generous amount of shampoo and apply it to your hands before working it into his brown locks. In your effort to pamper him, you massage your soapy fingers into his scalp, prompting Harry to moan softly. When you feel you've given his scalp enough attention, you lift the cup again and instruct Harry to lean his head back to keep the soap out of his eyes. He follows your directions, just as he did in the bedroom earlier, leaning back as you carefully rinse the shampoo from his hair.

Once you've finish bathing him, you swiftly wash your own body before pulling the drain plug and aiding each other in standing up in the tub. You're the first to step out, taking your towel off the hook to dry yourself off before wrapping it around your naked body. You then take Harry's towel and move towards the shivering, tattooed man. Assisting him onto the bath mat, you ask, "Are you cold, baby?"

Nodding as his teeth chatter, he stands there while you dry his wet body off. "Ye...yeah."

When Harry's body is completely dry and his hair is only damp, you ask another question. "Do you wanna wear a pair of briefs or sleep naked?"

"Naked, please." Of course he'd choose sleeping naked.

With your towel still secured around your body and Harry's towel held tightly in your hands, you open the bathroom door to discover an adorable sight at your feet. Harry's cat Pixie is comfortably sprawled out on the floor just outside the bathroom door. It seems she's been patiently waiting for you to emerge so that she could receive some affection. Upon noticing his cat, Harry lets out a soft coo, bending down to pick her up.

"Pixie, sweetheart, were you waitin' for us? Have we failed to give you the attention you deserve this evenin'? M' sorry. Mummy gave me all the attention tonight and she's so sorry too." Your eyes nearly pop in disbelief when you hear Harry refer to you as the mother of his cat. You don't dislike being called Pixie's mum. In fact, your affection for Pixie has grown immensely since you've been living in Harry's home. However, the reference makes you envision a time when that cat is a human baby, and he calls you mummy because you truly are a mother to a child you've brought into existence.

Snapping out of those thoughts, you smile up at Harry as he gently holds Pixie in his arms and proceeds to follow you to his room. The decision to sleep in his bedroom for the night is probably influenced by the state of your bed, which is soaked with bodily fluids, and your current fatigue giving you no energy to deal with that situation tonight. Thus, you'll be sleeping in Harry's room. Which is fine because you often flip back and forth between sleeping in your room or his.

While he walks around the bed completely naked, his cat still in his embrace, the slight limp in his walk is hard to miss, presumably due to his sore bum. You can't help it when you let out a laugh, prompting Harry to look at you from where he stands on the right side of his bed. "What? What's s' funny?"

"It's just..... your walk. Looks like you've......"

Harry interrupts you, completing your sentence with a sleepy grin. "Looks like v' what? Been fucked in the ass? Because I did get fucked in the ass, by my hot, sexy, confident, girlfriend." He sets Pixie down softly at the foot of the bed, where she curls into a tight ball. You let your towel fall away as both of you slip beneath the duvet, naked and vulnerable only to each other. A worry crosses your mind that Pixie may get scarred seeing so much nakedness, but Harry assures you that she's seen far worse things than just naked people and that's something you'd rather not think about.

As you reach to turn off the lamp that sits on the nightstand beside the bed, you're taken aback when Harry shifts over and lays half his body on top of you. Although you don't mind the closeness, a little warning would have been appreciated. His head rests on your right collarbone, with a significant portion of his body draped over you, his right leg positioned between your legs. He casually throws his right arm over your left shoulder, gently tracing the soft, bare skin in a calming manner.

Before Harry drifts off to sleep, you whisper in the dark room, "I love you. Hope you enjoyed tonight and I hope I took care of you enough after, when you were in, um, subspace."

With his eyes shut, Harry murmurs in response, "You were incredible, m'love. The sex, the aftercare, everythin' was perfect. You attended to my needs so well while you were in control and even afterwards in the bathtub. But, just wait; my turn is comin' up. I plan to have you wear those vibratin' panties you purchased throughout the day, teasin' and edgin' you, before I completely rock your world in the bedroom."

You smile at his sweet words but then lose the smile after hearing his promise to you. "Not in the ass though, right?"

"Hm? Me fuckin' you in the ass?" You hum a yes and Harry continues, "Well, not unless you want me to. I can, but I honestly wasn't even thinkin' of that when I said I was gonna rock your world. We'd only do what you're comfortable with."

"Yeah, I'd need some time to think about letting you try anal on me first. Maybe one day, but no promises. Otherwise, I can't wait."

You both end up drifting off to sleep, pressed together, naked, and dreaming of what's to come next in your growing relationship.

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Five Stages of Mamma Mia

Fandom: Batfam, DC Comics

Summary: AU where Catherine Johnson is Jason's bio mom and Jason doesn't know who his father is. (Jason Todd is Jason Johnson for fic reasons).

Chapters: 12/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jason Blood, Catherine Todd Mention, Bruce Wayne, Willis Todd Mention

Relationship(s): Past Catherine Todd/Jason Blood, Past Catherine Todd/Bruce Wayne, Past Catherine Todd/Willis Todd

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Mamma Mia-inspired AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Long Lost/Secret Relatives, Father-Son Relationship(s), Jason Todd Experiences the Five Stages of Grief

Chapter Twelve: Angel Eyes

Jason awakened beside Bruce and wriggled out of bed, carefully draping a quilt over the man. He bathed and dressed for the day before creeping into the kitchen to make breakfast. Mr. Blood bought groceries regularly once Jason officially moved in... And when they ran out of the free food Jason brought. Jason cracked a few eggs, and his heart skipped a few beats. He stood in shock, trying to breathe through the discomfort. Jason staggered to Mr. Blood's room and knocked on the door. Mr. Blood answered, and he grabbed Jason's arm. "Shit," Mr. Blood cursed, "Stay with me... Look at me... Jason, what are you feeling?"

Jason opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. He had tunnel vision as his senses left him. His legs gave way, crumpling underneath him. Mr. Blood scooped him up and yelled for Bruce. He carried Jason into his room and lay him on the bed. "Bruce! Anise seed now! Jason, you know what this is... Don't you?" Mr. Blood stroked Jason's cheek. "Fucking dreadful, right?" Jason nodded despite the rest of his body betraying him. It hurt to move, to breathe, to fight. His body was being loaned out to an entity without his permission, and he knew exactly why. The massacre and the cult opened the door, and Mr. Blood's efforts only slowed the inevitable.

Jason felt every individual bead of sweat as it seeped from his pores and dripped down his flesh. He wanted to scream in agony but couldn't make a sound. He could hear Bruce's voice and the rounded noise of a mortar and pestle at work. Mr. Blood whispered something that Jason couldn't understand. "Good boy. You stay with us," Mr. Blood panted as he cut Jason's neck and forced an unidentified paste into the wound. Jason couldn't see anything any longer, but he hung onto the sound of Mr. Blood's voice. Jason heard another voice, and as it got louder, Mr. Blood's faded.

His sight returned, but he didn't recognize the place. He lay in a hot tub, his head tilted back drowsily as a child joined him. "So much pain in you... Hhhhealerrr boyyyy," whispered the child as they approached Jason, holding Jason's chin in their cupped hand. Jason couldn't move. The child frog blinked, startling Jason as one eye closed perfectly after the other. "You're so strong... Strong enough to suppress me, but only for a while. Isn't it painful?" The child pushed Jason's head back with force, sending shockwaves of pain through Jason's body. Jason managed a strained groan.

Jason struggled against the pain and moved his pinky. He didn't let on that he was still fighting, but the pain helped conceal any efforts he made. "You feel my name in your bones... It hurts, doesn't it?" the child whispered. That was the second time they asked that. They wanted Jason to focus on the pain, but Jason was as stubborn as he was tormented.

Jason smiled despite the pain, and that frightened the child. "Nekane," Jason whispered, "Your name... Is Nekane." Jason spat blood onto the face of the young creature. Nekane licked the blood off their face and smiled. Jason chuckled. "You think you can hurt me? I lost my mom. Nothing hurts that much..."

Nekane grabbed Jason's hair. "You don't know pain, healer boy... But I'd be happy to show you," Nekane threatened. They took the form of Willis Todd, and something in Jason snapped, and he grabbed the child by the throat.

"Don't," Jason warned. The child chuckled.

"Did I strike a nerve?" Nekane asked. They morphed into Catherine. Jason let go and choked back tears. "If you kill me, you can go free. No catch."

Jason shook his head and sank down into the water. "She's my mom," Jason whimpered.

"But you have every reason to hate her... Remember when you were six, and she was so strung out she forgot to pick you up from school? During a blizzard? Or when you were nine, and her boyfriend convinced her to run off and leave you for three weeks? She abandoned you," Nakane whispered.

"No! Shut up!" Jason yelled. "She loved me!" He covered his ears, and Nakane grabbed his hands.

"She loved you so much that when you were five, she—."

"Stop talking!" Jason cried.

"That she left out one of her needles. This feels like sepsis... Doesn't it, Jason? Except," Nakane ran a hand through Jason's hair and revealed clusters of curls broken off in their hand. "Your hair came out in clumps."

Jason trembled as he touched Nakane's face. Catherine's face. "Stop," Jason mumbled. The pain faded to a dull ache as Jason ran his hands down to Nakane's neck and started to squeeze. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he closed his eyes and forced Nakane's head under the water. Nakane struggled and thrashed as Jason held their head under the warm water. "You're not my mom. You're not my mom. You're not—." The thrashing stopped, and Nakane went limp under Jason's hold. Jason let out a sob before waking up in Mr. Blood's bedroom.

He coughed up dark fluid as Mr. Blood rubbed his back. "It's okay. Let it all out, Jason," Mr. Blood whispered. It burned as it came through his mouth and nose. Once it was over, Jason spat and gasped for air, sobbing violently. "Jason, you won."

Jason curled into a ball, clutching his stomach as the pain attacked all his senses. "Jason?" Bruce whispered.

Jason couldn't stop thinking about what he'd done. "I should've died there!" Jason wept. Mr. Blood wiped Jason's face.

"Jason, whatever you had to do must seem unforgivable... But it wasn't real—."

"I had to drown my mom! It made me drown my mom!" Jason cried.

"That wasn't Catherine, Jason—."

"It looked like her! It sounded like her! It felt like her! And for a moment, I didn't—." Jason gagged and pressed his face into the pillow to suppress his nausea. Mr. Blood touched Jason's head, and Jason swatted his hand away. "Don't touch my hair!"

Mr. Blood exchanged glances with Bruce, and they frowned. "I'll run you a bath," Mr. Blood whispered. Jason didn't respond. Bruce waited until Mr. Blood left to sit on the bed next to Jason.

Jason trembled as he kept his face covered. "Jason? Would you like to be held?" Bruce asked.

Jason quivered. "My stomach hurts," Jason muttered through clenched teeth.

"You were tough," Bruce whispered, "And I'm sorry that you had to be." Jason didn't speak. Instead, he turned over, wincing as he did so, and he pressed his face into Bruce's side. Bruce could hear Jason softly weeping, but he didn't know what to do or say.

Eventually, Jason got up to bathe, allowing Bruce and Mr. Blood to clean up the mess. "The bath should calm his nerves—."

"Jason, what the hell happened?" Bruce asked.

"An arrogant little demon by the name of Nakane. They feed on pain. Usually, they like to kill children. Feed on them from the inside out, but the children don't usually wake up," Mr. Blood whispered.

"How do you know that it's over?" Bruce questioned.

"Jason expelled the demon from himself... I don't know why or how it was possible, but it was. Most of the children didn't last longer than a week," Mr. Blood explained. Bruce walked over to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Jason, are you alright?" Bruce asked.

He could hear Jason speaking, so he pressed his ear to the door. "In His Name. My God have mercy," Jason whispered. He started the prayer over and repeated it multiple times at a fast pace.

"Jason?" Bruce whispered.

Still, no answer. Jason reiterated his prayer, begging for mercy with tearful conviction. "My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart," Jason prayed fervently. Bruce knocked once more before opening the door a crack.

Jason scrubbed his skin as he prayed. "Jason," Bruce called in a louder voice.

"I hear you," Jason snapped, "Please just let me pray. I want to pray. I feel like praying." Jason took a cup and poured water over his head. He felt sick to his stomach, still feeling like he wanted to throw up. Bruce left Jason alone. Jason bathed until the water got cold and finally climbed out and put on his pajamas. He shuffled around the house, clean but he shivered. He walked around the house, up and down the stairs, and he whispered his own prayer. A private prayer.

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Hey, Brother do you still believe in one another?

09. (Self) hatred

Heiji Hattori x Male Reader | Platonic! Shinichi Kudo x Brother Reader

Fandom -> Detective Conan/Case Closed

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Warning; -> Mention of Suicide and Self harm, Mention of Homophones and 1 slur word

I can't believe that when I breath

that there's something good inside of me

Sometimes Sachiko would get angry about the trivially things, like missing the newest Make-up or clothing band release for example. Then there were those moments where anger would hit her, like a heatwave, of personal reasons or because of things she saw as deemed wrong. Like how it had happen yesterday.

It had been another Café meet up Sachiko would do with Sonoko and Ran. They would sit there, drinking coffee, eating pastries and just talk and gossiping about the newest latest themes. Something what girls do. Sachiko didn't exactly remember how that one Topic had come up or more, why Ran had even started this sort of conversations but it had and the anger was slowly begun to rise.

«Is [Name], you know, really gay?» with that question Ran had started it and she asked in a whispering manner, as if it would be a crime to say it aloud. 

«Yeah he is, something wrong with it?» 

«Oh, no no, It's just to be honest, did shock me a bit when [Name] and Heiji told me they are boyfriends, I had thought they meant it as like best friends.....

I mean both are quite handsomely boys and there is no way that none of them can't find a cute girl for them. Really it feels a bit weird knowing that [Name] is a faggot, I don't think Shinichi would like that all, knowing that his brother is a – »

It honestly baffled Sachiko, how someone could be so kind and understanding but yet at the same time closed minded. Never had she thought Ran was one of them, it wasn't like her at all to say such nasty things about a friend.

Sachiko had listen patiently, even when the first slur word had been said she had keep her calm and tried to defuse Ran's closed minded, homophobic, opinion and to make her more open minded. But it had took a sharp turn to the worst within in the next hours.

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The sight before her eyes, was something Sachiko wished to never see again. It was like a repeat of last time; back then in junior high, when Sachiko had found you laying in your bathtub—icy cold water pellets down onto your naked body, bringing your body into a numbness and looking almost lifeless. You had taken a overdose of pills and the freshly scars on your skin, was a clear sign that you wanted to do suicide. If Sachiko hadn't do immediately medical attention and called a ambulance, you probably wouldn't be here anymore. 

And this was just like the same as before, though the only difference was, besides the freshly made scars on your body, that it didn't seems to be another suicide attempt.

Sachiko kneeled next to the bathtub, a large towel besides her, turning the water off. She shook you a bit, to see how you react but you were rather unresponsive, starring with your bloodshot eyes at the ceiling above. Sachiko put her hands under your arms, lifting you upright. Putting the towel around your, hoping to give you a little bit of warmth with it, after all your body was so cold and turning slightly blue already. She didn't want to know just how long you were in the bathtub.

Lifting you out of the tub, Sachiko somehow managed to carry you back into your room. Laying you down onto your bed, she dried you off and took care of the scars, disinfecting and bandaged them up. 

Out of all they time you could've choose to do this, you decided now would be the best? Sachiko rubbed her face and sighed, in about 2 hours you two would meet up with the others for the trip to Osaka and getting you back, in a representative state was going to take some work.

While Sachiko rummage through your clothes, searching for something to wear for you and what to put in your travel bag, she listens to your incoherent mumblings about yourself. 

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Why couldn't you die already? Your life wasn't worth much anyways. Neither God or destiny wanted to kill you and you couldn't bring yourself to do it either—after that one failed Suicide attempt you did, you never had tried it again. Such a coward you are, fearing for death when you desperately wanted it.

How could people, your own family and friends, even stand to be around you, when you looked like this? Eye bags darkish, almost like a bruise and unhealthy. Face ghostly pale and sweaty, disheveled hair sticking to it. Lips bitten bloody and nibbled raw, teeth's neither crooked nor perfectly straight either. Your body seemed in every angle so weird and limps not fitting at all. Like a mismatched doll.

Ugly is what you are, an abnormal anomaly monstrosity you were. You didn't deserve this life, nor the love and neither any sort of happiness. 

When you had seeing your reflection in the mirror, something had clicked in your mind. Automatically you grabbed the nearest razor you could find in the bathroom. It started to itch in your fingers, you needed to feel this again. The feeling of the short pain when carving into your skin, the tiny amount of blood droplets which spilled out. 

It was like drug, a rush you needed and something to calm you. Cutting skin, like paper, just to see if you were still alive and breathing. 

Death is all you deserve, what you truly wanted but couldn't get. You're weren't important for anyone, just a waste of space and breath. Your family left you, because they didn't want to be around you, around a failure and disgrace.

Sachiko took a deep breath as her chest tightens with every passing minute, the more she hears of your incoherent mumblings, you weren't even conscious enough to be aware about it what your spilling.

Your mental health has already started to get bad again, she couldn't judge just how much you could still take, till you tried for another suicide attempt. Sachiko felt the tears in her eyes, she didn't want to find you, her best friend since kindergarten, lifelessly at deaths door again in the bathtub or somewhere else even. Just thinking about it, brought back her fears, she had so desperately buried inside. 

God knows one day, you will finally see

That scars will heal but were meant to bleed

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The Consort - Chapter 19 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Finn

Each day feels longer than the last.

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me, baiting my logical side as to what time of day it is and whether I should be sleeping or not.

After a certain amount of time passes, Axel starts wishing me good morning.

If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't know when one day spilled into the next.

So far I am up to eight.

'Eight days.'

My hope dwindles and settles into a bittersweet dust around the floor of my emotional heart.

Each particle is like its own piece of shrapnel, scarring me deeply.

Over a week has slipped by and no one has tried to find me.

Not Fiona.

Not Kelly.

Not Leo.

Not Brayden.

My meals are becoming bigger now, at least... so big that I feel myself becoming stronger.

Healthier.

A few pounds have even managed to fight their way onto my thin stature.

Despite the circumstances, I am now being fed even better than I was before the war began.

Eventually Axel removes all my leather bindings.

He informs me that this is the last step in getting my strength back to where it needs to be before our first feeding.

I shouldn't thank him for this, especially since there are still red welts around my tender flesh from his cruel restraints.

But I do anyway.

I roll my ankles in slow, repetitive circles, staring up at the off-white ceiling.

My joints and muscles are still very stiff.

Up until yesterday, the only times I was allowed away from my leather restraints was to use the bathroom, a human necessity that Axel continually makes very clear is bothersome and superfluous.

Yesterday was special, though. It was the day before the day.

And because it was special, Axel allowed me to have a shower.

It was the first time I'd felt fresh, cool water against my skin in weeks.

He sat on the toilet beside the tub the entire time, though.

At first I didn't understand why,but the answer was simple.

He was making sure his property was safe.

He wasn't worried about my well-being, he just didn't want me doing anything stupid to hurt myself and therefore, hurt his blood.

"Good morning, Finn," Axel's voice shoos away my daunting train of thought.

I stretch across the bed, once again thankful that I am no longer tied down.

He brings a tray of food over to me, setting it at the end of bed and gazing down at me with blazing eyes.

Day nine.

The day.

He looks up at me and smiles, as if reading my train of thought.

He urges me to scoot aside to make room for him on the bed.

When he sits beside me, he folds his fingers together.

"Today is the day," Axel whispers, trying to contain his excitement.

His fangs elongate from the mere thought.

The red in his are like liquid lava.

They are glowing with a desire that is so potent that it starts to hurt my eyes.

Any hunger I might have gained during the night quickly diminishes.

I swallow painfully. I don't reach for my breakfast.

I simply sit where I am, too terrified and heartbroken to move.

"I was going to ask which way you prefer," Axel continues.

"Regarding whether you'd like me to tap a vein or if you'd like me to use a needle. But I have already made up my mind."

'Oh.'

Axel turns to grab the tray.

A plate of bacon and egg frittata sits beside a strawberry waffle sandwich.

He pulls the fork off the napkin and gracefully cuts a piece of the egg frittata for me.

"But I do think it would be fun for you to decide which vein you'd like me use for the first time. Because when I do, that scar will be there forever."

Steam billows around the bite of egg and meat.

A strange image emerges in my mind, envisioning Axel cooking in his kitchen.

It's clear that we're in a human house as opposed to a Village home.

Vampires don't have bathrooms or kitchens, there's no need for them.

Even though I have no idea where we are, I at least have some clue that we're in my homeland rather than Axel's.

"So, what'll it be?" he asks, his excitement palpable.

"I don't care," I whisper.

'Just please make it quick and painless.'

Axel is oblivious to my change in demeanor.

He gets up from the bed and strides to the door with a kick in his step.

"I have a few thigs to attend to," he announces.

"Enjoy your breakfast, Finn. Because when I come back, it will be time."

[painandparchment]

Snapped: 8pm

I looked around past the door, almost in a daze, I don't remember the last time I was above these steps.

I don't know why I expected the house to be bright, to give me light in my long darkened life. A clock on the wall was the only sound other than my breathing.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

8pm. Of course, it was evening. There was no light to greet me. No sound of cars in the street or children playing. The world was still and dark. It was hard to understand how the world surrounding us was so peaceful and seemingly happy, oblivious to the sin I've done earlier.

I used the wall to guide my hand, looking for a switch to give me some sight in the hallway. I finally found one, and with a quick "click" I found myself staring into the kitchen and living room of his house. Only a single light was on, but it was enough for me to be able to look around and see the home for as it was.

To my right, his kitchen was spotless, a stranger would think he was a clean man but only I knew he rarely cooked for himself. Straight ahead, I could see the bay windows in front of the dining room table. The glass was large and open, no curtains or blinds, almost as if he wanted the world to believe he had nothing to hide. The irony. The arrogance.

To my left was the living space. A large TV, seemingly newer and nicer than the one downstairs, hung above his fireplace. He had a large sofa facing away from me, and a smaller reclined chair to the left of the coffee table. On the end table there was a collection of coasters and napkins.

Did he have guests over often? I remember hearing people upstairs from time to time, but you could not hear much from the basement. Or maybe, he did that on purpose. Perhaps it went both ways? Would someone had heard me if I screamed for help? Would I have found my freedom if I tried harder? How many times did he have company above me, how many times did they drink their liquor and watched their shows while I was under their noses?

The questions that flooded my head began to make me dizzy. I turned around to explore the rest of the house and found myself a bathroom. Without warning, I bent over the toilet and vomited. I don't know if it was my earlier actions, the death of my family or the "what ifs" in my head, but my body was at its' limit. I vomited again, this time screaming at the top of my lungs into the porcelain bowl, screaming again and again as if it could turn back time. As if me screaming now would have saved me before today.

After I felt I was done, I flushed the toilet and wiped my lips, sitting next to it as I stared off into the distance. What now? What do I do? Where do I go?

Still dizzy, I grabbed the edge of the sink to lift myself up and wash my face. I looked in to the mirror, streaks of blood were still evident, my eyes red from crying, and my hair frayed in every direction. The bathroom I was in had no tub or shower, so I decided to continue searching the house.

I found some stairs and made my way up. The house was tall but narrow, so only a few rooms were in the home, seemingly perfect for a man with no family. I passed an office, then what I assume is a small guest room, and then I found his room.

The scent of his cologne hit me at the door. A single lamp was on, giving the objects a slight shadow along the walls. his bed was neat, with only a jacket thrown onto the edge and a pair of shoes placed on the ottoman at the foot of the bed.

His comforter was a dark brown, complimenting the green pillow cases and plaid throw blanket. Beside the bed was a rocking chair, but I had trouble imagining father sitting there peacefully. His legs crossed, one foot on the ground as leverage to steady his movements. When did he enjoy peace?

As I walked in, I could see a book sitting on his nightstand, "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks". I picked it up, examining the bright orange and red cover, a woman standing proudly on the left. It felt smooth and cold, a bookmark in the middle showed he had in fact read this. When did father read? Before bed? Before dinner? Before drinking? I placed it back down, lingering on the cover before turning away.

Next to the nightstand was the bathroom, I reached in for a light and flicked the switch upright. His bathroom was also tidy, white as porcelain and spacious. The mirror to my left greeted me as I walked in, I examined the edges, looking for clues of dirt and dust that were not there. The shower stood in front of me, a brown towel neatly folded over the edge of the tub, and bottles of soap collected onto the build in white shelves in the corners.

I was broken. I was tired. I was dirty. I needed to clean. I deserved a shower.

With a sigh I undressed myself and slowly walked to the shower.

First my right foot.

Then my left foot.

I sat down and held my legs for a moment, the tub was cold against my skin, and my breath echoed. Facing the faucet, I turned the handle in-between the blue and red lines, letting the water hit my toes and slowly start to surround me.

I did not want to move yet, I enjoyed the sound of the faucet running and the sensation of the water on my skin, so I watched. I sat still and watched the water. So clean. So clear. It wasn't long before the water started to receive a pink tinge.

[kagesnotebook]

Tap Tap Tap..

(Leviathan x Reader)

word count: 1.1k

NSFW: suggestive content, implied consensual somnophilia

Tap tap tap..

Hard tapping of keys, muffled battle music coming from his headphones, and the occasional frustrated grunt is all that could be heard from inside Levi's room. Yet, with how little noise there was, you couldn't find the ability to drift to sleep. no amount of shifting from position to position or flipping your pillow to a cooler side could lull you into slumber. no, what you needed was the sweet, warm, and comfortable hug of your boyf

"FUCK!"

End... you sigh.

Sitting up from Levi's oddly comfortable bed-tub, you glance over. A large silhouette outlined by flashing bright colors sits at a desk. It's almost kind of beautiful to see him in such lighting, the blue hue of his room complimented his features..what little features you could see in the dark lit up by his screen.

You decide to stare at him for just a bit longer, eyes wondering down to his keyboard..long slender fingers swishing back and forth across the board.. Talented fingers flicking oh so fast on his mouse. You bite your lip. if only he'd use those hands to play a better game. You shake your head, now was not the time to get yourself all riled up; besides the urge to sleep was much stronger than the urge to fuck at the moment. Another time, you thought.

After enough admiring, you climbed out of the tub and stride your way over to him. Levi didn't even spare a glance, too engrossed in his game to pay attention to his surroundings. You peer over his shoulder, trying to keep up with the fast pace movements on the screen, but your tired eyes couldn't quite comprehend it all, you'll ask about it later.

Tap tap tap..

was he that dense? Not noticing your constant shifting, getting up, literally standing RIGHT behind him? he must be quite focused.. You smirk.

Leaning down by his headphones, you lift it for just a moment, blowing a puff of air into his ear.

"ACK-"

he accidentally slams his hand on his keyboard at the feeling, almost pushing his chair back and falling out, luckily he had caught himself.

"(y-y/n)! d-dont use a sneak a-attack on me like that! . .what..uhm..what are you d-doing up so late?"

He gulps, looking away all red-faced. Even after making your relationship official, he still manages to be flustered at every touch, look, or action you do or give him. It's honestly quite flattering, that he still has those same butterflies around you, like the spark is never gone. You smile down at him, patting his head as if it calms him down.

"Couldn't sleep"

You tell him simply. Levi only nods in understanding, still looking away from you. Silence ensues...

Tap tap tap..

he's nervously shaking his leg, his foot making a tapping sound on the ground not similar to the clacking of keyboard keys. he grows more nervous by the minute, starting to let out little gasp and noises. was he trying to say something? You open your mouth, ready to ask what's on his mind when suddenly

"D-..DOYOUWANNASITINMYLAP?!"

he looks up at you nervously, wide-eyed and sweating just a tad, the shaking if his legs only growing.. You're too stunned by the outburst to give an immediate answer.

"I.. I uhm..well if you can't uh..can't sleep that I thought.. I thought that if you..you sit in my.." he gulps. "My 1-1-lap then.. then you'd be comfortable and uh..and we could..cuddle u-until..you fall asleep"

His head slowly hangs as he looks down in his lap, where his hands are fidgeting.

"I-i understand if..of you don't want to I..you don't ha..have to I get it.. I-i'm a gross otaku w-why would you wanna s-sit in- ACK?!"

You stop him in the middle of that awful self-deprecating sentence by plopping yourself square on his thighs. You honestly can't stand when he does that.. Saying such untrue and hurtful things about himself..and you'd tell him that! if you weren't so..so darn tired right now. so instead you settle for simply snuggling your head into his neck, humming with a nod. Hopefully that gets the message across.

Levi goes rigid under you, spitting and sputtering at the action. Sure he had offered, but he still wasn't ready for your..soft ass to be planted on his lap. Let him prepare himself! Slowly he starts to settle, muscles relaxing as he snakes his arms around you in a gentle hug, so light as if he's afraid he'd hurt you.

"J-just..gets comfortable a and..relax.. I'll uhm.. I'll take c care of you"

Gah! When did he get so romantic? your face flushes red. Despite the stuttering mess he is, that line was just so cool and suave, what a sweetheart you think.

You nod, shifting on top of him just a bit to find the optimal position. your bottom wiggling on his lap had him tensing up all over again.

"h-haa"

he lets out a breath, trying to regain his composer once you had gotten comfortable. Though this was quite difficult when the tent in his sweats had started to grow. All you wanted was to go to sleep nothing more nothing less! Why did he have to be such a pervert? You're relaxing, and he's.. he's getting a hard on! How disgusting how gro

His thoughts are interrupted when you start to grind down on him. Did you notice?! You had felt it..he really is the worst!

"(y-y/n).."

he moans out as you grind on him just a tad harder. You hum into his neck, sleep finally trying to take its hold on yo

"Levi... I'm tired.."

You sigh, lazily moving yourself up and down his lap.

"if I fall..asleep you can.." you yawn. "Keep using me"

Levi felt like he was about to burst. You gave him permission to..to touch and play with you..in your sleep?!

Levi became suddenly very aware of his surroundings once your grinding stopped. How long was he freaking out for you to already fall asleep? The lack of friction allowed him to focus on the room..his game still running in the background through his headphones, the slight aquatic ambiance from Henry's large tank, and your..your steady breathing on his neck.

He looks down at you, arms still loosely wrapped over you. he can the curve of your back as you lay chest to chest.. Levi lets an arm drop, a shaky hand coming in contact to the curve of your

"s..so..soft"

Tap tap tap..

His finger drum against your bottom, his nervousness suddenly washing away. You weren't awake, no need to be nervous if you're not even conscious of his actions?

Levi smirks, grabbing into your bottom with more force, eliciting a small grown from your sleeping form. He was going to have so much fun.

oh my gosh! thank you for reading really. I'm honestly so nervous as my writing is kind of poor ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ I'm a huge Levi simp so hopefully this lives up to the others standards! I wish oh so badly for Levi to mess with me in my sleep smh 😳 If this gets enough attention I might do a part 2 with the actual spicy stuff 👁️🫦👁️ lemme know if you want that! thank you again, loves!

[saintlike78]

Hey love, u alright?

If have no problem here go one request; Marauders(without the rat) x Fem!Reader, the reader's first time in her subspace. How the boys know, and how they react (since this is the first time, and they probably don't know how to bring her back)

By; Cora🌈 (and my god, your writing it's soooooo perfect, really i'm in love)

Come back for us [Poly Marauders]

A/N: Cora, thank you so much for your request! Loved the “minus the rat” hehe. Writing this I kinda figured out that I’m not that good at writing subspace, but I tried for you… I hope you like it.

Pairings: Poly Marauders x Fem! Reader

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: NSFW! 16+, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving and giving), subspace, degradation, praise, aftercare, dom! Remus, dom! Sirius, switch! James, sub! reader, mention of cum, polyamorous relationship, use of swearwords. As always lmk if I missed anything.

NSFW starts right under the cut!

“Such a dumb little cockslut,” Sirius grunted out, hips rutting against yours at a brutal pace.

“Dumb cockslut,” you echoed, voice dreamy and breathy, moans spilling out from deep within you.

Your eyes were glazed over, and your mind felt fuzzy, you could only concentrate on one thing and that was being good for your three boys. The sound of skin slapping, James’ gags, and all of your moans were filling the room with a lewd soundtrack.

You were under Sirius and beside you Remus’ cock was buried deep within James’ mouth, chasing his high as he fucked into his mouth with no remorse.

“You like that, you filthy slut? Like me destroying that pretty little pussy?” Sirius’s hand was around your throat, squeezing slightly to gain your attention.

“Y-y-es,” you moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“Yes, what?” Remus said beside you, not letting you forget your manners.

“Ye-s, sir… pre-tty pus-sy,” your voice was slurred, your mind not really there.

Sirius chuckled, “Ya fucked dumb, pup? Where’s that pretty little mind gone?

Your eyes found his, your mouth open and whines met his ears. Your eyes were wide, and Sirius let out a pleasurable groan, “you look so pretty and innocent, baby, but what are you?”

“A du-mb cockslut,” you answered without thinking earning a nod of approval from the raven-haired boy above you.

His thrusts sped up at the sound of Remus finishing in James’ mouth and grunting out “swallow”, which James quickly complied to.

Sirius’ hips stuttered as he emptied his seed into you causing you to moan at the sinful feeling.

“There you go, pup, taking it all so well,” he praised, your heart swelled inside your chest, Sirius’ praise always making you swoon.

He slowly pulled out, earning a whine from you.

James raised his head from his position in front of Remus’ cock and moved to be between your legs instead. “Don’t worry, greedy girl, you won’t be empty for long.”

You whined again, “I’m not greedy… I’m a good girl.”

“Yeah? Then show us,” James said and flipped you over on your stomach, lifting you to be on your hands and knees.

He slowly entered you, giving you no time to adjust before he started snapping his hips at a brutal pace. He let out a loud groan at the feeling of your slick walls filled with Sirius’ cum.

Your arms were shaking and the weight on them caused them to give away causing you to fall into the soft mattress.

James grabbed ahold of your arms pulling you up so your back met his toned chest; he wrapped his arms around your front, keeping you in place. Your head automatically fell back to rest on his shoulder as whines and whimpers left your mouth. James cooed and brushed his thumb over your sensitive nipples, “tired, baby?”.

“No… keep going,” you didn’t want him to stop, you wanted to please him.

Remus moved to be in front of you, grabbing your face and connecting your lips in a heated kiss. His thumb swiping over your cheeks in a comforting manner as he breathed in all of your whimpers.

Sirius was beside you know, laying and enjoying the show, but because he hates feeling left out used his own thumb to swipe over your aching clit and rub fast circles on it. If James hadn’t been holding you and Remus hadn’t been in front of you, you would have toppled forward, but instead, you just jolted at the sensation and a long moan left your lips.

“You gonna cum, baby?” James asked, but already knowing the answer as your cunt was squeezing and contracting around him.

You whimpered and nodded, “yes, please, can I?”

Remus looked into your eyes and smiled adoringly at you, “of course you can since you’ve been such a good girl.”

“Yeah, go ahead and cum around Prongs’ cock like the little slut you are,” Sirius’ answer was a huge contrast to Remus’s, but they both carried the same message, and you didn’t waste any time doing as they said.

Your eyes rolled back, and your body shook at the overpowering feeling of your orgasm, your cunt contracting and pulsing around James. Your vision blurry and starry as you felt James’ hips stutter and still as he finished as well, his cum mixing with your own and Sirius’.

He let you catch your breath, kissing your neck lovingly before pulling out. You fell forward into Remus’ grasp, clinging to him.

“Did so good for us, bunny,” he softly spoke as he caressed your hair.

“One more.”

“huh? You want more?” Remus looked confused between James and Sirius, you had already been going at it for quite some time and were obviously exhausted.

“Wanna be good for you, I can go more,” you spoke, voice very slurred as if you were drunk.

“You did do good… were done, baby, we’re all tired… gotta clean you up now and go to bed,” James said, stroking your back.

You lifted your face to look at Remus, your eyes filled with tears, “no, I can go again, I promise… please, I want to be good for you,” you were repeating yourself and your three boys could feel themselves starting to panic at your disheveled state.

“We can’t go again, pup, we’re all done… we can go again tomorrow,” Sirius spoke softly.

“You don’t want me anymore?” tears leaked out of your eyes as you sobbed out the words.

Sirius cooed and grabbed your trembling body, holding you tightly against him as you cried. “Of course, we want you, pup… we’re just tired… I promise we’ll go again tomorrow.”

“But y-you don’t w-want me now,” you whimpered into his neck, your tears wetting and cooling Sirius’ skin.

“We always want you, our pretty baby… if we could we wouldn’t stop, but we gotta rest now so that we can go again and again and again,” James said with a slight laugh.

“’kay, sleep and then we go again? Then I’ll be a good girl?” You said hopefully, only focusing on the promise of going again.

“You’re always our good girl, but please just come back for us,” Remus said.

You giggled at his weird statement, “I’m right here, sir.”

“You don’t need to call us sir anymore, bunny, you know that” Remus was less confused about what was going on, having read about this type of headspace that could sometimes occur, but still equally as clueless as to how to get you out of it.

“But you’re sir,” you argued, not understanding what he was getting at.

“Not anymore, pup… It’s Remmy, Jamsie and Siri,” Sirius said still confused as to why you were acting like this.

You ‘humphed’ but didn’t argue and didn’t remove yourself from Sirius – it would be bad if you argued.

“Let’s go take a bath… would you like that, Bunny?” Remus rubbed your back and coached you out of Sirius’ grasp. You nodded and let him carry you to the bathroom, as you clung to him like a koala. He set you down on the bathroom counter your face contorting in discomfort as the cool counter touched your overused cunt.

Remus started to fill the large tub with warm water to soothe your aching muscles, but still had to explain to Sirius and James what was going on with you, so he quickly thought of an excuse.

“Oh, I forgot a clean towel for you… I’ll be right back okay, bun?” He looked at you and you just nodded with a quick ‘kay’.

He quickly left the bathroom and found his two boyfriends on Sirius’ bed, both wearing sweatpants and talking quietly amongst themselves, trying to decipher your weird mood.

Remus went to stand in front of them, gaining their attention. “I gotta be quick, but I read about this in that weird muggle sex book I found… she’s just feeling a little subby and fuzzy, so we need to be really gentle with her until she’s not anymore, but I don’t know how long that’ll take… the book was quite vague about it.”

Both James and Sirius nodded and looked at each other.

“Can’t she just sleep it away?” James asked hopefully.

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea… we need to make sure she’s completely back before we go to sleep,” Remus explained… worrying that you wouldn’t come back for a long time.

“I gotta go back to her,” Remus quickly said before grabbing a new towel for you and heading back into the bathroom.

“I’m back, bunny,” he said holding the towel up for you to see. The bathtub was completely filled, but the water was off.

“You took so long… so I turned the water off, but I sat right back down like when you left me,” you explained, hoping you wouldn’t get in trouble.

Remus placed the clean towel beside you and cupped your cheek with his large hand, “good job, bun… just had to tell James and Sirius something, but you’re such a good girl.”

The praise made you blush and lean into his touch.

He lifted you again and got into the tub with you. A long sigh left your lips as the warm water engulfed your body.

You laid against Remus’s chest, fatigue taking over your entire body as Remus washed it slowly.

James and Sirius made their way into the bathroom as well, sitting beside the bathtub on small stools they had acquired to keep you company when you were in the bath.

“Hi sirs,” you smiled, reaching your hand out for one of them to take.

James was the quickest, his quidditch skills showing as he grabbed ahold of your hand and kissing the top of it.

“Hi, baby… It’s just James now, my love,” he tried to again, but you just giggled and shook your head.

Sirius stood to get you a glass of water, hopefully clearing your head a tad.

“Here you go, be a good girl and drink up,” Sirius handed you the glass and you immediately complied, wanting to be good.

The water did clear your head a bit, but the fuzz was still swirling around and creating a static-like feel in your brain.

“So good, bunny… was that nice?” Remus gently took the glass from you and handed it back to Sirius, who put it on the bathroom counter.

“Mhmm, so nice… thank you, Siri,” you said closing your eyes and smiling, letting your head fall back against Remus again.

Sirius’s eyes widened and a smile took over his face at the use of his name. He shared a relieved look with the two other boys, glad that what they were doing was working.

The three boys sat and talked while you just smiled and relaxed, listening to them happily.

Finally, James clapped his hands together and stood to retrieve the towel Remus had gotten for you. “Okay, baby, let’s get you dried off.”

He opened the towel and Remus helped you stand and helped you out of the tub and into James’ embrace.

James dried you, whilst Sirius went to the bedroom to grab you a pair of panties and a shirt to sleep in.

Once dressed you still stood, walking over to Sirius and wrapping your arms around his torso. He quickly wrapped his arms around your body and gave it a squeeze, smiling happily and smugly at the two others who just rolled their eyes at him.

“How’re you feeling, pup,” Sirius whispered in your ear and kissing your temple.

“I’m okay, just tired,” you answered with a slightly suppressed yawn.

“Alright, let’s go to bed then,” he led you to the bedroom and towards his bed, but not forgetting to look over his shoulder to wink teasingly at your two other boyfriends because he shanghaied you into sleeping in his bed – you were just too tired to say anything about the situation.

He laid down first and waited for Remus and James to kiss you goodnight and also waiting for them to do the same to him.

Once they had, he opened the blanket for you and you happily crawled into Sirius’ warm embrace, snuggling close to him as he wrapped his arms around you.

“You feel okay… you’re not feeling fuzzy anymore, right?” Sirius whispered.

“Don’t feel fuzzy anymore, I’m okay Siri… sorry I was like that,” your voice was small and meek, feeling bad that you had acted like that.

“No need to apologize, pup… it was hot that you were so desperate for us,” he smirked and winked at you, causing you to roll your eyes.

“I love you,” you kissed his lips before closing your eyes.

“I love you too, beautiful girl.”

Tags: @dracosafety, @teenwolfbitches28, @justadreamyhufflepuff

[hallelujahmeatgod]

"Do you want to talk about it?"

KEN "DRAKEN" RYUGUJI X READER

+word count: 1580

+warning/s: cursing

+genre: kinda fluff, kinda comedic

"He's in his room and he haven't left that damn room since he arrived"

"He didn't even spare a glance around like he'd usually do, he just went straight to his room. He'd usually help around first before disappearing in there"

You nodded in understanding, looking around the brothel which just opened a few minutes ago.

The people at the brothel called you out of concern for Draken, saying he's been moody and not his usual self. They asked you if you know as to why he's acting the way he is but you haven't got a clue yourself. Quite frankly, you haven't seen Draken yourself for a few days since you've been taking care of family matters.

They asked you to come by since you haven't been in the brothel for quite a while, also to talk to Draken since none of them wanted to deal with him.

"I honestly don't have a clue, but I'll try talking to him. I tried asking Mikey about it but that kid isn’t any help either" You replied, giving them a soft smile for reassurance.

You asked Mikey about Draken before you went to the brothel but that kid just gave you a petty answer, so you're convinced that they're not the bestest of friends right now.

"Honestly, what would we do without you? Anyway, go and talk to his moody ass cause he's getting a little annoying for our liking. Then when you guys are done come out here and let's catch up and eat the snacks you bought!"

You nodded and made your way to his room. Thankfully he didn't lock his door so you were able to just enter. You were expecting to see him splayed on his bed or be working out but he's nowhere to be seen.

"Ken" You called out softly. No reply.

You set your school bag on the ground and walked further into his room. Just when you're about to walk past the bathroom you hear water gently splashing a bit inside.

You slowly opened the door and there he was in the tub, head resting back on the tub facing the ceiling, with his eyes closed. You can tell he's not relaxed at all because of the tensed muscles on his arm and his furrowed brows.

"That tub looks relaxing yet there you are still looking like you're about to fight someone" You said to get his attention. You leaned on the door frame as his eyes shot open.

"Y-Y/n" He said, looking a bit surprised, sitting up straight from the tub.

"Ken" You gave him a small smile.

"What are you doing here?"

"Am I not allowed here anymore?" You asked not too seriously.

"You are. You always are. It's just that you seem busy these days" He looked down at the water.

"I'm sorry for not being around, Ken" You gave him an apologetic look.

He shook his head lightly, still looking down at the water. "No need, I understand"

You stayed silent and just observed him. How he's looking intensely at the water, that you swear he could probably boil that water right now just by staring at it. How he's muscles are still nowhere near relaxed. How his breathing isn't steady. How his brows are still furrowed. And how his lips pout a little bit.

You pushed yourself from the door frame, walked up to him and crouched down beside the tub so that you're eye level with him.

"Ken, what's troubling you?" You asked, putting your hand on his nape and caressing it.

He slowly looked at you, looking vulnerable. A sight no one often gets to see, even you. It honestly pains you a little to see such a look from such a strong, stern man who's always got his composure.

He sighs, leaned over the tub and drops his head on your shoulder. "I-I... I'm just not that okay nowadays. I don’t even know anymore.” He admitted.

You hummed in understanding, caressing his nape all the way to his hair, pulling his hair tie to let his hair loose. You ran your hand through his hair, untangling some knots, and for the first time since you saw him he relaxed. You saw his shoulders drop slowly as he let out a breath.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"There's just so many things bugging my mind. Life here in the brothel, the gang, and other things. It's just one of those phases wherein everything dawns upon you" He sighs, lifting his head just to hide it on the crook of your neck.

"I texted Mikey before going here and he just gave me a petty reply. That also bothering you?" You asked, massaging water on his head to hopefully help him cool down.

"Yeah, we ended up arguing cause he’s not in a good mood and so am I. It's all just chaos in my head right now really" He groans, lifting his arms from the tub and wrapping them around you. You're a little soaked now but you didn't mind, all that matters is him.

He hugged you tighter and tighter until you guys were literally flushed against each other, soaking you more.

"I'm sorry, it's just that I badly wanted to just go to you, to seek refuge in you and just to lay and hold you like this, to calm my mind. But I knew you were dealing with family stuff and that it means a lot to you, so I just bottled it all in."

"It's okay" You pulled away just enough to see his face. You held his face in your hand and caressed his cheeks. "I'm sorry I wasn't around. But now I'm here, you don't have to go through such tough times on your own. It’s okay to feel sad sometimes, just take your time, I’ll wait for you'' You smiled, making him smile. You kissed the corner of his mouth making him roll his eyes. He pulled you on a proper kiss, sighing against your lips.

"Thank you" He said when you pulled away. "Thank you for always being by my side and showing me affection even though I tend to suck at it and sharing my feelings. Just how would I repay you"

"Repay me by relaxing properly, dropping the attitude towards other people, and reconciling with Mikey" He groaned at the last part which made you chuckle.

"What? You'd be doing the gang a favor if you take the initiative, Ken. We all know Mikey wouldn't dare do it, and the longer you guys aren't besties the more agonizing it'll be for the rest of the gang. Imagine the captain and the vice captain being petty, ugh, I already feel bad for all of them" You said humorously, making him pull away completely and sit back on the tub as he pouts.

"I'm always doing it." He pouted even more.

You chuckled, ruffling his hair. "You know Mikey can be an extreme kid when he's not beating up someone."

"Why do I always have to be the bigger person?" He said under his breath.

"I mean you are 6'1 and Mikey's only 5'3"

"You're lame" He immediately countered before laughing lightly, making you laugh too. If being lame means you'll get to hear this giant laugh, well maybe being lame isn’t too bad.

"IS THAT THE GIANT'S LAUGH THAT I HEAR?!" You heard someone say from the outside. Suddenly the door burst open revealing Remi.

Draken rolled his eyes, flipping her off and she flipped him off too.

"Now that the giant doesn't seem like an asshole anymore Y/n let's go and catch up!" She grinned, pulling you up and out of the bathroom, not giving you time to reply.

"Hey! You can't just take her away!" Draken protested, standing up from the tub quickly wrapping his towel around his waist.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you, restricting Remi from pulling you away. He and Remi immediately looked at each other with daggers as they kept on pulling you. At this point they could definitely cut your body in half.

"Well I already am, what are you gonna do about it?" Remi spat.

"Umm….Pull her away from you? You midget" Draken spat back but more calmly, which is honestly annoying. It's always the most annoying when people talk back in a calm manner...or is that just me?

"At least I'm not as moody as you. You act way worse than a woman on her period or a pregnant lady!"

They went back and forth with you still in between them. For every comeback they kept on pulling you.

"OKAY! Kindly shut the fuck up you two?" You smiled sarcastically at both of them, pulling your arms from them. They both pouted and huffed like little kids, turning away from each other.

"I'll go with Remi now since it has been a while since I saw them." You said, making Remi light up and Draken give you an offended look.

"WHAT--" Draken was about to protest but Remi burst into laughter pulling you to the door. You shrugged at Draken as he gave you a narrowed look and mouthed "traitor"

"Oh-- and when you're done, change the bulb in the lounge room, jerk!" She stuck her tongue out.

"Seriously, when will I ever catch a break-- you know what? Just get out you two!" He groaned, making you and Remi laugh.

[anynerd]

Tubbo x Gender Fluid! Reader (Platonic)

Summery: Tubbo gets his S/o (Significant other) get off of Studying.

TW⚠- Shout Fighting, Bad Language

Tubbo was Laying down on his S/o's Bed, waiting for Y/n to come and join him in bed to cuddle like They had Promised him. Welp it's been 30 minutes later and Tubbo was about to lose his mind when he got up from the Bed to get his S/o out of Study himself.

He came through Their Door without them Noticing at first, but when they did they just looked him with the 'what?, look. "It's been atleast 30 minutes and you're still in that damn BOOK!" tubbo finally said at them while Crossing his Arms.

When Y/n realised that they and Quickly tryd to explain why they needed to Study, because they got an Average grade on Their Report Card and wanted to do Better.

"I don't care! We barely even Have time for eachother, you don't want to hang out with me all because of your 94 on your Math Grade!?" Tubbo snapped.

"Well Maybe if you understand why need to Study you wouldn't blabber around me like an Annoying kid?" Y/n replied now standing up from their Chair. Getting really pissed

Tubbo is that type of person who yells when their Angry but goes submissive when someone yells at them.And it was the first time Someone yelled at them in an Argument (other than Joke arguments) and small drops of tears were coming down on cheeks.

Tubbo left the room and went out to cool down a bit, Y/n was still mad so they let him go before going back to their Previous studies.

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Now Y/n wasn't a jerk kind of Person so as soon as they were finished studying they checked Tubbo's location on their Phone, and found out he was at the Park.

They hopped on their Car (Y/n is 18 and Tubbo is 17)

They Parked their vehicle in the Parking lot that was near the Park and went off to look for their S/o, Tubbo. After some time they spotted Tubbo sitting on a Bench while looking at the Evening Sunset.

They watched his Hair get every where since it was Windy outside, and watched at how Tubbo's eyes we're Puffy from crying.

They went up to him and sat down next to him, Tubbo looked beside him and saw his S/o, Y/n'.

They Both stayed silent for a while when Tubbo broke it, "are you here to apologize?" Tubbo asked sniffing his nose.

Y/n only nodded their head while wrapping their arms around Tubbo. "I'm so so so SO! sorry tubs" Y/n said as their grip tightend around Tubbo.

Tubbo playfully rolled his Eyes as Y/n continued to apologize. "I shouldn't have shouted-", "yeah yeah! Apologising won't bring this anywhere Y.." He said pulling out of Y/n and grabbed their Face.

Y/n leaned in to kiss Tubbo but he quickly leaned back while giggling, "But Ice cream will!"

"Oh! You little Dickhead come here!" Y/n said tickling Tubbo which caused him to fall down from the bench and was now in the Grass Ground, while Y/n stranded their Legs on Tubbo's hips.

After the tickle session, Y/n finally bought Tubbo his ice-cream.

Tubbo had a little ice cream stain on his face near his lips, and Y/n being a Tease they whiped it off with their index finger.

"Now what about my kiss?~" They asked, that made Tubbo Blush like a Tomato.

"Not now.. Their are kids here" Tubbo shyly replied

[justnat15]

Never Doubt Our Love

A/N: This one here is for my babes @maxlordsgf in response to a rude troll calling her a bitch. Because her love is Maxwell Lord, I had to write a fic about him comforting a lover after reading cruel things online about their relationship. So, modern day!Maxwell here, but really the only thing that makes it so is the mention of a laptop. I love you, Rach darling!!

Warnings: Mention of mean online article. Crying reader. Hurt/comfort

Pairing: Modern day Maxwell x f!reader

Maxwell Lord entered the home he shared with his beloved girlfriend after a hard day at work. “Darling, I'm home!” He called out, listening for your answer. But you didn't reply. He knew you were home. It was your day off and you had planned to stay home and work around the house some. “Darling? Where are you?” He called out again.

This time, he heard he soft sound of sobs coming from the master bedroom. Max rushed to the room, hating the idea of you being distressed. The sight that greeted him broke his heart. You were sitting on the bed, laptop open in front of you, tears streaming down your cheeks as your body shook with the force of trying to muffle your sobs.

“Sweetheart?” Max slowly approached you, sitting beside you and pulling into an embrace. “What's wrong, my sweet?”

You shook your head, hiding your face in your lover's chest. You tightly gripped his shirt, most likely causing it to wrinkle, but Max couldn't care less about the shirt in that moment. His heart, the light of his life (besides his beloved son Alistair), was in pain and he didn't know why. He said nothing and ran a hand through your hair, cooing softly to try and calm you down enough to speak.

After a few minutes of just sitting there, your sobs subsided enough that you were able to speak. “I was browsing the internet and found an article about us. Well, more about wondering why you are with someone like me.” You hiccupped, fresh tears falling. “I don't understand why they can't just leave us alone. Just leave me alone. I know that we'll be in the spotlight due to your successful business, but why do they have to be so cruel?”

Max took that moment to glance at the laptop screen still lit up. The article titled “True Love? Or Blackmail? The Oil Tycoon and the Bitch” flashed bright on the screen. He snarled and snapped the laptop shut. Later, he would deal with the slander. Right now, you were his main concern. “My love, pay no attention to their words. We know what they say is untrue. Alistair knows it's all lies. Anyone who believes such drivel doesn't matter and has no place in our lives. People are mean, but never doubt our love. Now, how about a nice hot bath and then an early night?” He caressed your face, wiping your tears away. “We can even watch that show you like so much.”

You nodded, hiccupping again. “Yes, please.”

Max kissed your forehead and let you go to draw a bath for the two of you. When the tub was filled and your favorite candles were lit, giving the bathroom a soft and soothing ambiance, he returned to you. “Come on, my love. Your bath awaits.” He held out his hand and bowed deeply, drawing a slight giggle from you at his antics. He straightened and smiled at you. “There's that smile I fell in love with.”

You wiped at your eyes and smiled again at Max. “Thank you, Max, for all of this. I know that I should be used to this being in the spotlight, but it caught me by surprise, I guess.” You stood and took his offered hand, gasping slightly when he pulled you into his chest.

“Never apologize for that, Darling. They are in the wrong and they will soon realize that they cannot get away with publishing such slanderous drivel against you. Now, forget all about that article and relax with me, okay?” He kissed you chastely.

You nodded, letting him pull you into the bathroom. Needless to say, Maxwell Lord made sure to drive any thoughts of what you read online from your mind quite thoroughly.

[watermelonlovershigh]

Day in the Life of a Single Dad with a 2 Yr Old

This was requested by this anon.

AN: let me know if you guys like fluff fics & i'll try to write them as frequent as my smut & sicfics. also couldn't come up with a better title so... yeah the title is a lil iffy.

Things to help you understand this story better:

(Harry is a single parent/Harry is 25/Harry is a healthy eater/Loves his daughter so much)

Harry is peacefully sleeping in his bed alone. Covers to his chin, curled up on his side. That is until his beautiful two year old daughter comes barging in there to wake her daddy up. He shouldn't be asleep she thinks. It's too late. In reality its only 7 am on a Saturday, but to an early riser like her, he should be awake and playing with her. Or making her breakfast.

Her little feet pad over to her daddy's side of the bed. She can barley reach him due to the height of his bed, but manages to stretch her little arms up and taps on Harrys face. "Daddy, wake up." she speaks in her little British accent. Harry slowly opens his eyes and immediately squeezes them shut because of the sunlight coming from the window blinding him. "Daddy!!" his daughter says a little louder.

If his daughter was any older, Harry might tell her to wait a few minutes or go back to bed because it's too early, but he knows she's only 2. So he forces his eyes open again and reaches down to hook his hands in her tiny arm pits to lift her on the bed. "Why are you awake so early babe." he asks in a gravely voice, while placing her on his bare chest.

"I hungry." her tiny voice replies.

"Mhmm what would you like?" Harry mumbles sleepily.

"Sweets." she says innocently.

"I don't think so love. We don't eat sweets for breakfast. It will give you a tummy ache. What about a healthy fruit salad. We have some Watermelon and Strawberries in the fridge." he replies to his daughter who's straddling his chest.

"NO, I WANT SWEETS! I WANT SWEETS!" she yells back with angry tears threatening to escape.

"D/n, we do not yell!" her father speaks firmly. "We can't have sweets but we can have something other than a fruit salad if you want. Lets go down and see what we have." With a tight grip on his upset daughter, Harry gets out of bed and makes his way down the spiral staircase and into the kitchen.

This wasn't something new to him. Ever since his daughter turned 2 in August, she's been acting up a lot more than previously. You could say it was the terrible twos everyone talks about. Harry tries his hardest to teach her the proper ways to behave but it's been proven to be a lot more difficult than anticipated. Especially hard when he's busy all the time and isn't with her 24/7 like stay-at-home mums are or stay-at-home dads were. He's a musician. Not a so called musician that gets excited to book a Friday night at the local pub. No, Harry is a international pop star.

When he ended up getting a one-night stand pregnant, he told them they could do what they wanted as far keeping the baby or not. Harry has always been one to agree that its a women's choice. But his one-night stand wanted to have the baby. Honestly, you'd think Harry would get angry that she decided to keep it, but he wasn't. Maybe it wasn't the ideal situation to have a baby from a one-night stand that he had on tour, but he being the loving Harry everyone seems to know and love, of course tried to look at it as a positive thing. But when his daughter was born, his one-night stand got her minute of fame by saying she had Harry Styles baby and left. Abandoned her own blood. Harry had to get full custody of his daughter and ever since then she's been living with her daddy.

It was really hard the first few months of her life. A baby needs their mothers comfort and warmth and she had none of that. She never got the opportunity to breast feed or feel the love of her mother, and Harry feels sick just thinking about it. So Harry put his career on hold for a few months to take care of his daughter and show her that someone cares for her. He never wanted her to feel unloved. It was his biggest fear. That's why every day since the day she was born, he tells her how much he loves her. Shows her how much he loves her.

He did all her nightly feedings with warmed up formula in bottles. He changed her diapers at all hours of the day. He gave her baths every day to make sure she smelled nice and clean. And when she turned 1 years old and was getting more active, he took her to the studio with him and let her play her toys.

Just because Harry is a single parent doesn't mean he doesn't have help or support. He has a lot of help when it comes to taking care of his daughter. His sister Gemma babysits all the time for him when he's got something very important to do at the studio where he'd prefer if his daughter wasn't there. Harry's mum watches his daughter frequently when he has a interview he needs to attend. Even some of Harry's friends watch or take care of her when needed. Especially some of his ex bandmates that have kids of their own now. Harry's daughter has playdates with Bear, Liam's son about once a month. They're about the same age and their dads are friends so it works out great. His daughter has even played with Freddie, Louis's son. Not as much because Freddie lives in America but when he comes to England to spend time with his father they hang out. Freddie and Harry's daughter are quite similar. They were both created due to a one-night stand. The only difference is Freddie's mum wanted him. Didn't abandon him. So he has a relationship with both parents. Needless to say, besides all the things a mother can give to their child, his daughter has a good life. People love her, and once again that's all Harry could ask for. People and himself to love his daughter.

After fighting with his daughter about what to eat for breakfast, she finally settles for some Strawberry pancakes as long as they have chocolate syrup on top. Harry gives in and allows a little chocolate for her to have with breakfast. She sits in her high chair munching on the pancakes while Harry cleans the mess from cooking. Like washing the pan and wiping the stove off. When he's finished cleaning, he notices his daughter has stopped eating and is just making a mess with her food at this point.

Walking up to her high chair, Harry bends down and lifts her sticky body up and says, "Alright, time to give you a bath little one."

"No bath daddy! Me no want a bath!" she yells and attempts to kick her fathers legs but Harry grabs ahold of them in his big hand and stops her movements which makes her small body more angry. She screams very loud in his ear and pounds her baby fist in his shoulders, expressing her anger. Harry really wants to get upset. But what he's read in parenting books is that if you ignore their behavior and act like you don't see their tantrums, it will make it better and they'll give up on trying so hard to show their anger.  Because most toddlers have tantrums to try and get attention from their parent(s). By ignoring it, you're not feeding into it.

"I'm sorry but you have chocolate all over you love. Need to get you clean because I need to take you to the studio for a few hours with me today. How does that sound?" trying to make bath time and going to the studio sound fun.

After fighting with Darcy to get in the bath, Harry finally got her in the tub. He struggled to wash her curly hair due to the fact she wouldn't sit still, even after he gave her a rubber ducky to play with. Once he's washed her hair and chocolate covered body, Harry picks her up and wraps her in a big fluffy towel, then takes her to her room to get changed. He manages to get a pull up on her, (still trying to potty train), and puts a lovely red track suit on her with some Gucci shoes. Then he carries her in front of the bathroom mirror to brush her hair.

"Be good for daddy and let me brush your hair." Harry tells his daughter in a gentle manner.

As soon as he passes the brush in her hair, his daughter screams, "Owww, it hurts daddy!"

10 minutes later, Harry has brushed her locks and put her hair into some cute pigtails. With his 2 year old crying in the process. He's pretty good at doing hair because he used to have longer hair himself. Then he picks her up off the counter and places her on the ground, walking her to his bedroom.

"Can you lay in my bed while I get ready? I'll put on your favorite show." he questions calmly.

"Peppa Pig, Peppa Pig, Peppa Pig!" is daughter chants.

"Alright, alright." He picks up his baby girl and sets her in the middle of his bed. Then he grabs the remote to turn his wall mounted tv on. He scrolls on Netflix and finds Peppa Pig to keep her occupied. Then goes to his bathroom to get dressed and ready to head to the studio.

When he exits his bathroom fully dressed and ready to leave, he finds a sleeping toddler on his bed, snuggled into his pillow. Her perfectly outlined lips slightly parted. Harry can't help but smile. He loves his baby girl with his entirety and seeing her peaceful like this makes him so happy. He turns the tv off and carefully picks her up into his arms and heads down the stairs to his car in the garage. But not before stopping by her room to pick up her mini backpack that holds extra pullups and a sippy cup full of juice, with some of her toys as well. Her tiny face is stuffed into her daddy's neck and Harry can feel light puffs of air hitting his skin. He puts his daughter in her car seat and buckles her up properly. Then gets in himself to drive to the studio.

About 5 minutes away from the studio, Darcy wakes up from her late morning nap and whines out, "Me wanna go home and play with you!"

"I'm sorry but I have to work for a little bit. I'll play with you when we get home later. How does that sound Hmm?" She was not satisfied with her fathers answer and starts wailing. Hot salty tears run down her little cheeks and she makes exaggerated sounds to emphasize her crying. She kicks at the seat in front of her and balls her fist up as if she's going to hit something but unfortunately to her, she can't reach a single thing due to her seat belt. Once again, Harry just ignores her cries of anger and turns the radio on loud to block it out.

By the time they arrive at the studio, Harry's daughter has calmed down. She's still upset but at least she isn't crying and that's progress in Harry's eyes. He parks his car in a secluded area to hide from potential paparazzi and unbuckles her. Then shields her face form potential cameras and make their way into the music studio. Harry has to record some audio for his newest album so that's why he needed to come in today. They enter the studio where the rest of his solo band is. He prefers to record the instruments live instead of manufactured drums and guitars.

At some point when he was getting ready in his home bathroom, Harry had called his assistant and told her he needed to bring his daughter in to the studio with him so she could watch her while he's busy. She agreed but being Harry Styles assistant, it wasn't really an option. Not that Harry would force her but she's an assistant for a reason. To do jobs Harry assigns her. In this case babysit his toddler while he records a song. He doesn't have anyone else today and unfortunately can't leave her at home with a mummy like many other fathers can. He's just happy his job allows his daughter to be somewhat a part of it. Not in the spotlight because he keeps his daughters identity a secret from the public for her protection, but as far as her going to the studio with him or when she gets older, she can come on tour with him.

Harry's assistant takes his toddler and her mini backpack full of her essentials. They hang out in the open area, out of the way from his band and he himself so he can get what he needs to get done so they can wrap everything up for the album. Harry's daughter actually loves his assistant. They have grown quite close over the 2 years of her life. But because she's going through her terrible twos, the toddler didn't want to behave for anyone today.

About an hour into Harry's work, he's interrupted with a frantic assistant that has a screaming toddler in her arms. "I'm sorry Harry but she's been crying for about 30 minutes and I've done everything I know to do to get her to calm down." Harry isn't upset his assistant came to him for help with his baby. That's not the type of guy he is.

Harry takes off his headphones and walks over to them. He picks his little girl up into his tattooed arms and questions, "Love, why are you upset for? If you keep crying, you'll end up with a tummy ache."

She just hugs around her fathers neck with her little arms and says, "Want you daddy." Those words almost breaks his heart. Harry doesn't know where this sudden want for him has came from.

"You can have me all you want when I'm finished working, alright. I'll be done shortly." He struggles to pass her back over to his assistant, but finally manages. "Maybe she's hungry. I'll give you a few pounds to take her through drive thru at McDonalds. Would you like McDonalds d/n?" She just nods her pigtailed head. He would suggest for them to go inside, but the public knows what his assistant looks like so they'd know that was his daughter. The daughter that has her identity secret for now. His assistant takes the toddler to the McDonalds drive thru and orders her some chicken nuggets. Even through Harrys pescatarian, he still allows his daughter to eat meats. Then Harry goes back to work in the studio.

Around 2 in the afternoon, Harry and the two year old make it back home. The rest of the evening was a little hectic with a few tantrums here and there. Harry cooked them a nice meal for dinner at about 6 and played dolls with her in the short period of time she wasn't upset. Then comes the dreaded bedtime.

Harry changes her into some pjs and helps her brush her teeth. Then when he went to put her in bed, she started crying for the 100th time today. "Me sleep with you daddy." she cries out. There's a part of him that wants to say yes and cave in, but the parent part of him is saying no. She needs to learn to be a big girl. Harry really doesn't understand why she wants to sleep with him all the sudden. She normally has no problem sleeping by herself.

"No baby. You need to be a big girl and sleep in your bed sweetheart. I'm right next door if you need me though okay." His daughter clings to his body and cries fat tears. Harry decides to stay in her room until she falls asleep. So that's what he does. When she subsumes to sleep, he lays her down in her bed and pulls the covers up over her frail body. Then exits her room quietly.

Harry changes into some comfier clothes himself and goes down stairs to get himself a glass of wine. Then he sits on the sofa and turns a series on to watch before bed. Times like now is when  he wishes he had a wife. He'd even take a girlfriend. Just someone to hold him late at night and cuddle with him. Even have some type of intimacy. Ever since he found out about his daughter, Harrys game of sleeping around stopped. He didn't want to keep sleeping with random girls when he was becoming a dad. He was raised better than that. So needless to say he was lonely. In every way possible. Mentally, and physically.

Whilst in the middle of the show he's watching, Harry is brought back to reality when he hears a blood-curdling scream from up the stairs. He rushes to set his wine down on the coffee table and runs to his daughters room. When he walks in there, his heart sinks. The toddler is crying so hard she's gasping for air. It's a different cry that he's seen through-out the day. Unlike her terrible twos tantrums, this cry sounds like she's scared. Harry runs to her and picks her up. "Hey what's wrong my love? Tell daddy what's wrong." he asks of his child, soothing her to his chest.

As her tears slow down in the comfort of her daddy's arms, she mumbles, "You left me." Once again Harrys confused because she never acts like this.

Harry walks out her bedroom and goes to sit with her on the sofa downstairs. Then he turns her around on his lap to look at her face more clearly. "Baby, you need to tell daddy why you got scared or why you want me all the sudden."

The little 2 year old takes a deep breath and speaks in her little accent, "On Peppa Pig, they...they said kids like me are supposed to have a mummy AND a daddy. They said daddies can't love their babies like mummy's can. Me was scared you don't love me anymore." Her voice cracked saying the last bit with fresh tears running down her face and Harry has glossy eyes looking down at his distressed but beautiful mini twin. That's right. They look almost exactly alike. He thanks God every day for that because he doesn't want to look at his daughter and be reminded of a one-night stand that's a piece of shit of a mother.

"Look at me d/n. I love you so so so much. I will NEVER stop loving you." at this point he has to take a deep breath so compose his emotions, "And not all kids have mummies. There are a lot of kids who just have a daddy or some just have a mummy. But it doesn't mean I love you any less. Okay?! Don't listen to what they said in Peppa Pig. They were wrong." Finishing his speech, Harry pulls her tiny body forward and hugs her to his warm chest. He has silent tears running down his face. Both hands spread over her boney back. He thinks tonight is appropriate enough to allow her to sleep with him. She needs comfort. "Would you still like to sleep with me?" he asks in a whisper.

"Pleaseee." she responds while crying. Harry stands form the couch, turning the television off and abandoning his barley touched wine glass, and goes to his bedroom. The turns the overhead light off and walks over to the bed. Peeling the covers back, Harry and his daughter, whose on his chest, slide under the warm blankets together. Now she has just about stopped crying. Just little whimpers leaving her body, along with a few hiccups. Harry reaches over to turn the lamp off, leaving the room completely dark. He shushes his baby until her eyes slowly close and she falls asleep with her face burred in his neck and arms around his neck. Her short legs lay limp over his stomach.

Harry has a difficult time falling asleep that night. He feels sorry for his baby girl because he worries that movies and shows with two parents will make her sad and left out because she doesn't have a mummy. He just prays she will see all she'll ever need is her daddy to protect her and love her for the rest of eternity.

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[vkookjamz]

⋆☽Kitten☾⋆

|| Prologue. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16.

| 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑥 𝐶𝑎𝑡-𝐻𝑦𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 |

"𝘉-𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭..?"

𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦..

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Y/n's POV

There you sat, alone on Jungkook's bed in silence as you were in wait for him. Although, you had another dark haired male on your mind.

"Don't tell Jungkook"

The words rang in your ears as you could still feel Yoongi's firm yet soft touches all over you.

The image of his white long sleeve dress shirt partially unbuttoned, slightly exposing the top of his toned chest and collarbone.

The way the cool silver metal rings he wore on his fingers had brushed against your skin, the prominent veins at the tops of his hands that pulled you in, enough to where your bare legs felt the fabric of his black dress pants.

You were positive your cheeks were permanently stained red since you left his studio.

And thank god you did, not shortly after he had spoken those very words to you, Hoseok had came in asking for Yoongi, then sent you in here saying Jungkook would be there shortly.

You weren't stupid, you knew something was going on, you just didn't know what. Everything seemed to get all weird the moment you changed into.. this..

Jungkook would be aggressive and avoid you one day, then normal and never leave your side the next. Not to mention whenever he was aggressive, him and the other members would go off into another room and leave someone to "distract" you.

Silly little thing..

No..

Not this again. It wasn't real- It was a dream-

Yes I'm real, you didn't just imagine me, although I must admit you really thought hard to convince yourself.

Now was definitely NOT the time. You had enough on your mind, your brain couldn't handle anymore weirdness. Much less coming from.. yourself?

I can help you.

'what do you mean- what are you?'

I can help you understand.

You shook your head. If YOU didn't even know what was going on around here, how was whatever this thing is.

After all you were still seventy percent sure this was just some kind of wild fever dream and you actually passed out after your encounter with Yoongi-

They hide things from you, look at where you are now, and where are they? Probably discussing about you as we speak.

Your fists clenched making you dig your nails into your palms. Letting out a wince, you looked down to see the fresh red indentations on them.

Turning your hands around to examine your fingertips, you gasped slightly as you watched sharp curved grey claws suddenly retract back to your usual normal finger nails.

You're different from them, and they know it. But they don't know what you really are.. what WE really are.

Gulping down the lump in your throat, you felt tears well up in your eyes as you pursed your lips shut proceeding to shake your head even more.

'how do you know all of this what are you..'

We've been over this, I am YOU.

'no you're not! I'M ME, NOW WHAT ARE YOU?!'

Taking in a breath, you laid back onto the soft black sheets of Jungkook's bed, closing your eyes and letting your hands run through your hair.

Silence filled the room, your head ached and your body was burning with frustration.

You know what we are, you just have to release ME.

Suddenly feeling a sharp pain in the middle of your skull, you reached up to rub your scalp. Then let out a shriek as it began to intensify.

Now gripping the sides of your head you squeezed your eyes shut curling up into a ball, your tail wrapping itself around your waist tightly, breathing through parted lips as you tried to calm yourself.

"Princess I'm- y/n?"

Taehyung froze as the door closed behind him, his eyes locked on your slightly shaking body.

You heard the males voice echo but you were too caught up in the pain you were currently experiencing to respond, as your breaths only grew short and rapid.

"Y/n-" Taehyung took one long stride to the bed and grabbed your arm turning you to face him, the sight of you made his face contort with fear.

Tears rolled down each outer corner of your eyes despite them being closed tight, your lips quivering and your complexion a sickly pale as you mumbled incoherent pleas unknowingly to yourself.

Taehyung sat beside you and pulled you into his lap, cradling you in his arms as he brushed the hair out of your face. "You're burning- y/n I'm right here can you hear me??- what happened??"

"P-Please.. make i-it stop.." you couldn't control your own body anymore, you nearly choked just saying those four words as you nearly gasped for air.

"Shit- hold on okay- you're gonna be alright-" Pure panic mixed with caution was prominent in the grey-blonde haired males voice.

His eyes darted around the room before he got up, carrying you in his arms and rushing to the bathroom.

Kicking the door open, he hurried to the tub and laid you down gently into it. Taehyung cupped your cheek examining your small frame watching it go limp with your ears finally drooping to the sides as soon as your back hit the surface.

"Fuck-" The older leaned down towards your legs reaching for the faucet, quickly turning it on and puting in a drain stop as the tub slowly started to fill with cool clear water.

At this point your head was pounding but the pain in your skull had stopped. Your body was in a hot sweat and you could finally open your eyes a bit although you were dizzy and could only muster enough strength to move your head from side to side.

"No no no baby don't move- hey- just focus on me-" Taehyung moved to softly hold your two cheeks with his cold hands.

You followed his voice and let your half lidded eyes open to stare at his face. Trying to focus as his thumbs swiped under your eyes, that he looked deeply into with his own slightly teary ones.

"Taetae.."

Your voice was horse and nearly a whisper but you managed to speak in attempt to reassure him, while the water slowly began to calm and collect you from your weakened state.

Quickly looking away from you and wiping his nose with his forearm, the worried male knelt up to grab a small white washcloth off the sink counter. Dipping it into the water around you and squeezing it to ring out the excess liquid before softly running it over your forehead and down your neck.

Letting your eyes close and your body ease at the males touches, you could feel your breath clear and the heat that nearly took over you vanish.

You were glad it did, you were still a bit weak and your heart was starting to get at a normal steady rate, the pounding stopped and your body felt normal.

But what happened.. you'd never experienced such pain in your life- and hopefully you never would again.

"Did the pain stop..?"

You gave a small nod and reached a hand out to rest on top of his that gripped the edge of the tub tensely.

Relaxing at the feeling, Taehyung intertwined your fingers with his, his fingertips at the start of your wrist while yours rested between his knuckles.

"I'm- sorry.. I don't know what happened.."

He raised his eyebrows eyeing over your features, "Why are you apologizing? None of whatever that was, was your fault you know that right?"

"But-"

Tae sighed giving you a stern look, his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed directly staring into yours. With that, you swallowed down the rest of your sentence.

Nodding once again you sat up a bit and slowly pulled your connected hand away from the other and rubbed your temple.

"How did you know this would help me?"

"Well you felt like you were on fire- and usually whenever the members get over heated during a concert we have ice packs but- I figured this was faster since you looked really bad.."

Watching as Taehyung's face fell, you let your hand go up to cup his warm cheek, to which he responded to by leaning his forehead down to rest itself against yours.

You purred opening your mouth to speak, but you were stopped as you heard a deep voice clear their throat.

Both yours and Tae's heads pulled away from eachother, now facing the serious faced male before you.

Who stood standing in the doorway of his own bathroom.

"What the hell hyung"

A/n: I'm gonna be posting updates once a month now, if you follow me on my Wattpad you'll get new updates at least an hour or two earlier than on here since it takes me awhile.

-ⓙ

[loveforpreserumsteve]

About Last Night (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Mpreg AU)

Forty-Five:

"Wow," Bucky exhaled as they stood at the doorway of their room.

Steve always knew that Natasha spoiled those she loved, but even this seemed like too much. With the plush red carpet, stylish deep red wallpaper, black chandeliers, and a huge ornate white marble fireplace. It was too much. Steve knew that it must have cost too much too. Especially knowing how when Natasha made up her mind, the price tag became secondary.

Leading the way into the room, Steve paused near the large round bed as he spotted a jacuzzi tub big enough to fit four people, let alone just the two of them. Of course, Steve wasn't going to complain about the size since he wasn't exactly his tiny self at the moment.

While Bucky set their bags down on the bed, Steve crossed the room to the table where an ice filled bucket with a bottle of – Steve pulled it up – sparkling cider. Chuckling to himself, he set it back in the ice and noticed a card: Mr. & Mr. Barnes. Opening it, he read it. Welcome to Red Room Resort and Spa. Blah, blah, blah. We hope you enjoy your stay. The accompanying paper had their, Relaxation Itinerary.

Coming up behind him, Bucky rested his chin on Steve's shoulder and slid his hands around until they could rest on Squirt. Steve joked, "I'm gonna have to get Nattie something for... this."

Bucky chuckled, "Yeah? Like what?"

Steve shrugged, "Muffin basket?"

Pulling away, Bucky laughed and kissed Steve's cheek, "Doll, you have the best ideas."

"Yeah?" Steve smirked, wiggling his eyebrows to make Bucky laugh even more, "Good enough to order room service and pop open the faux bubbly?"

Kissing Steve, Bucky said, "See? The best ideas!"

Chuckling, Steve playfully shoved him before pulling him back in for another kiss. Then, Oliver pushed into his bladder, and he had to rush off to the bathroom before he peed himself. As he relieved his bladder, Bucky asked, "What are you in the mood for?"

"What is there?" Steve asked before flushing and washing his hands.

"Um," Bucky carried the menu over to the bathroom and leaned against the doorway. Brows furrowing, "A lot of fancy stuff."

Standing on his tiptoes, Steve kissed his alpha and took the menu from him. Bucky was right. It was a lot of fancy, luxurious foods. Some that Steve had never even heard of, let along tried. Nevertheless, Squirt was hungry, so Steve was determined to choose something, anything, to eat.

Taking a seat on the bed beside the phone, Steve looked up at the brunet and asked, "Do you know what you want?"

"Doll, I don't even understand half of the descriptions," Bucky answered, plopping on the bed. "Just order me whatever sounds normal."

"Got it," Steve acknowledged, picking up the receiver and dialing the kitchen. After a few rings, someone answered and Steve requested, "Yes, hi, I'd like to order some food."

"Alright, and what can I get for you this evening, sir?"

"The butternut squash risotto," Steve started, "And the rosemary pep– pap–"

"Pappardelle," the woman kindly finished.

"Yes! That!" Steve face-palmed, "Then, the ricotta ravioli and the red wine glazed short ribs. And for dessert, I'd like a slice of the pecan pie and the pumpkin ice cream sundae."

"Anything else for you?"

"Water?" Steve shrugged, glancing back at Bucky as the alpha rested with his eyes closed.

"Sure thing, we'll have it right up, sir."

"Thank you, so much," Steve hung up. Struggling to move himself further onto the bed. Steve worked up a sweat and felt like he had just worked out. As he reclined back into the mound of pillows, he commented, "Bed's comfy."

"Very comfy," Bucky agreed, yawning.

Looking at the clock radio, Steve sighed. They still had almost three hours until their massages. Thinking about getting up and retrieving the baby book, he reminded himself of how difficult it had been getting on the bed and decided against it.

Rolling over to look at Bucky, Steve curiously asked, "What were you like in high school?"

"Why?" Bucky opened an eye to peek over at Steve.

"Just trying to learn more about you," Steve shrugged, tangling his legs with Bucky's. Guessing, "You were popular, weren't you?"

"Definitely not," Bucky scoffed, snuggling closer to Steve.

"Oh, c'mon," Steve playfully encouraged, "You can tell me. A hunk like you."

"Aww, doll, you think I'm a hunk," Bucky mocked. Steve rolled his eyes and Bucky reminded, "You've seen the old pictures of me. I was a dork."

"Okay, but the early 2000s was a bad time for everyone," Steve argued, trying not to think about the emo hairstyle he had because he wanted to be like Brendon Urie. "I mean, the scar on my forehead is from my mom's flat iron."

Bucky loudly laughed at that and pulled back. Pushing Steve's hair off his face, he stroked over the scar, "That's what this is from?"

Despite laughing, himself, Steve shoved the alpha and childishly stuck his tongue out before scoffing, "At least I didn't have a mullet."

"Ouch," Bucky chuckled, touching his chest, over his heart. Then he asked, "What about you? A cutie like you? Bet you had everyone wrapped around your finger."

Steve rolled his eyes, "You've seen my pictures, you know that's not true."

"Are you kidding?" Bucky's brows furrowed, "You were the cutest! And you've only gotten better looking with age, doll."

With the kind words and those pesky pregnancy hormones, Steve started crying. Bucky pulled Steve closer and tried to soothe him. In his womb, Squirt hiccupped, and Steve sniffled, "That was just so nice."

"Aww, sweetie," Bucky chuckled, kissing Steve's forehead while he rubbed his hand over the twitching bump. Rhythmically stroking his thumb over Steve's belly button, causing him to ease, even if Oliver didn't. Kissing Steve's temple, Bucky whispered, "I hope they're handsome like you."

TAG LIST: @t3a-bag

[crypticpaw]

Cat Bath

Entrapta X Hordak fic!

Author’s note: This is an entrapdak fanfic written by me! I wrote it as feral because that’s the way I draw them so I just thought it would be fair. If you don’t understand what’s going on, just search #entrapdak on my blog and take a look at my artwork! I’m not very confident on my writing and I feel like there’s a lot of stuff I need to improve on. Tell me what you guys think! I hope this is fun!

Please, tell me how I went! I hope you all like it, and let me know if you’d like to see more! Thanks for reading!

-Why are you always so licky?! -Entrapta asked in a anoyed tone. She tried to suppress a low growl, still writhing underneath Hordak's paws, caught on another one of his "grooming" sessions. Which normally meant sitting her down and licking her entire body, leaving her a pouting and blushing mess.

This wasn't new. Since they first started to allowed themselves to show physical affection, Hordak was outraged at the fact that dogs don't groom themselves, and made it so every now and then that Entrapta should be groomed. Even if he had to chase her and grab her by the scruff to do so.

-Stop writhing! - he said, still with his tongue at her ear. -We would have been done by now if you didn't struggle!

Entrapta let out a whine of protest as he left her right ear to lick her belly. She felt her cheeks warm up and pushed his head with her hind leg. He growled loudly, it didn't faze her not in the slightest.

-Entrapta, we've been over this! I groom you so your fur won't tangle and the already dead fur won't stick to your body! It's healthier this way!

-Then why don't I see you do it?

-Because I don't have as much fur as you. -he caught her midway out of his grasp, and flipped her on her back again. -And I don't try to fight it!

She barked and whined trying to writhe away from the cat's paws, her face redder than a tomato. It did not seem to faze Hordak, though, as he continued his work on her sides this time. Entrapta's ear fur embraced and tangled around Hordak's body, despite the protest. She knew grooming was also a sign of love and worry, based on her observations. His tail was wrapped around her ear fur and sometimes when she was silent, she could hear very low purring.

Entrapta did not want to be silent today. Hordak decided it was a good idea to stop her midway into a brilliant experiment to lick her clean and she would not go down without a fight.

-Why DO you do this, anyway? -she asked in a huff.

Hordak sighed.

-I told you. It's that so your fur won't tangle and the dead fur can leave so healthier fur can grow on it's place. -his licking grew softer. She made a mental note to get him to talk more during grooming session. -And it also keeps it smooth and clean.

Entrapta frowned.

-Smooth and clean? You're not cleaning me! If that's your objective, you're making it worse! You're just slobbering me! I thought you hated slobbering! -she protested, confused this time.

-I am not slobbering you! I do not drool! I am not a dog! -Entrapta stuck out her tongue at him at that last sentence. -And how else are you supposed to do to brush your fur if not groom it?

-That's easy. I just use a brush.

It was Hordak's turn to be confused. His ears perked up and he tilted his head at her statement.

-A brush...?

-Yeah, like one of these. -her fur left his body for a second to reach the drawer on her nightstand beside her bed. She took out a strange tool, smilar to a screw-drive but had bristles at the end of it and a lot of purple fur.

He sniffed it, still not understanding her point. It just smelled of her...

-Hordak, have you never seen a brush before? -Entrapta was surprised. He always was so worried about his appearence and makeup and everything, very picky with dresses and sometimes even insisted she get changed for some reason. -How do you even brush your fur after your baths?!

-I told you, I groom myself.

-Doesn't it taste like soap after you bathe?

They were both so confused.

-Beloved, why would I ever put soap in my fur before grooming?

-No, not grooming! -Entrapta shook her head. -I mean after an actual bath. You know... Soap and water and shampoo?

Hordak wrinkled his nose and his ears pressed against his head. Red teeth showing.

-Why would I ever groom in water? I despise it! -he hissed.

Entrapta's ears fell and her eyes widened as the realization hit her.

-Hordak... You have NEVER taken a bath?!

-Well...

She gasped loudly.

-LORD HORDAK OF DRYL, ARE TELLING ME THAT YOU'VE NEVER BATHED IN YOUR LIFE?!?

She was raised on her ears, her fur on her scruff was tingled and her teeth were showing. Her tone was loud and severe, almost comanding. Hordak was taken a back as she continued to lecture him.

-That's nasty, Hordak! Even I know better than that! -she barked. -That's irresponsible and highly anti-hygienic! Now I'M disappointed!

Entrapta's ear fur now gripped strongly around his body. His ears fell back and his tail hid between his legs.

-We need to get you to the tub asap! -she jumped out of bed and made it for the bathroom door, but Hordak dug his claws on the bed and screeched in protest when she pulled him.

-Absolutely not! -he yelled. -I am not going one meter close to water! I'd rather have my skin grow mold! I understand your worry for my well being, Entrapta, but I will do just fine grooming myself! There is no way in this world I'll get in a bath tub!

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Hordak yelled and clawed at the edge of the tub, desperately trying to get out. Entrapta's ear fur still held an iron grip around him, pulling the more he struggled.

-THIS IS RIDICULOUS! I DEMAND YOU RELEASE ME THIS INSTANT, ENTRAPTA! -He tried to sound menacing, but his words came out as desperate more than anything. -IT'S A WASTE OF TIME AND RESOURCES! I CANNOT BELIEVE-

He was cut off by a stream of water dropped in his scalp. He screeched, yowled, clawed and paddled, but Entrapta was holding him still, watering him with the shower hose. She grabbed her shampoo, conditioner, sponge and everything else she thought would be necessary and hopped back at her shouting mess of a lab partner.

She brought him to the edge where she stood and shushed him with a kiss on the lips. Hordak's face turned red, even redder than it already was, and he turned to her in anger.

-WHY ARE WE STILL GOING THROUGH WITH THIS?!

-'Cause you're still dirty, silly! -she answered in a fake innocent tone.

Entrapta took one of her bottles and poured it's content on the water.

-What is that?

-Bubble bath mixture! It makes the water all bubbly! -she mixed the water with a strap of her fur and bubbles started to form.

-What for? -she gave him the now empty bottle and he read the label: "Extra Bubbly! For extra fun in the water and extra comfort!".

This was not comforting at all! He threw the bottle over his head and clung to the edge of the tub again, digging his claws on the marble. Entrapta took off her mask and wiggled her hips before jumping right in. She raised out of the water again and shook her head before turning to him.

-I just like it bubbly! How's the experience of your first bath so far?

-Hellish! -he hissed. -I've been striped bare out of my armor and clothes! I've almost drowned in bubbles, and I am still being held captive in this idiotic joke of a torture room!

Entrapta couldn't help but laugh. Hordak could see her tail wagging on the water, splashing bubbles around. She grabbed the soaked sponge and paddled to him.

-It's just a bath, Hordikins! It's for your own good! Not a torture session!

-I doubt that! -her laughter rang in his ears again. He eyed her strange tool as she approached him. -What is that?

-It's a sponge! For scrubbing!

-Scrubbing...?

-Yup! Like this! -she reached with the sponge and scrubbed his neck gently. He immediately started clawing and screeching once again.

Anyone out of the bathroom would swear Entrapta was probably degutting Hordak alive, but the Lord of Dryl's first experience in a bath tub was simply not going smoothly. He questioned her in her shampoo and conditioner as well. Entrapta tilted her head.

-I won't get any chemical substance on you, you big dork! It's just shampoo! It's made to wash your fur! Like this! -she poured a little on her paw and smoothed her fur with it.

Hordak watched her in awe. She seemed so calm and relaxed, he couldn't understand It. Wasn't she cold? Couldn't she smell at all? She turned back to him.

-See? It wasn't that bad! -pouring more in her paw again, she climbed on him to get to his fur on his head.

He tried backing away again, but was already cornered. He did not shout, but still growled loudly at her paws on his fur.

-I still don't get it... You seem so worried about your appearance overall, I assumed you took a lot of baths in addition to grooming! -Entrapta explained. -Why are you so scared of water?

-I am not scared! I'm... I'm bothered... -Hordak lied.

-Buy why?

He growled and took a deep breath. Hordak was terrible with his words when saying his feelings out loud. Even for Entrapta.

-My... Body temperature dropped drastically, and the soap and the shampoo... Smell! Awful!

Entrapta stopped and turned to look him in the eyes, cupping his face between her paws so their noses touched.

-I'm sorry, I didn't realize it. I can turn the temperature higher if you want?

He nodded. She left his face to adjust the tap. In a few moments the bathroom was filled with vapor and Hordak felt his muscles relax.

-Do you feel better? -she asked in a genuine concerned tone.  -The smell bothers me as well and the shampoo and soap I use are already pretty weak, so I didn't thought it would bother you... We could find one that doesn't smell so bad.

-Thank you, beloved...

She kissed his forehead and a low purr escaped out of him. She wagged her tail again when his claws drew back.

[creambunnie]

♡ Love You More ♡

WayV Xiaojun X OC (Y/N)

angst fluff . ENJOYYYYY

a/n : it has been a long time since i've written such a long imagine. i hope you guys love it!

you wrapped your finger around your mug of hot chocolate and had a sip as your boyfriend!Xiaojun stared at you lovingly. you placed your mug down and looked at Xiaojun with a nervous look. Xiaojun grabbed your hands and squeezed them gently.

"do you think i will make it?". you asked your boyfriend anxiously.

the both of you just graduated from college. Xiaojun already had a stable job at a big tech company, while you, who graduated with a performing arts degree , were auditioning here and there for dramas and shows to land on your first tv debut. you auditioned for romance, action and even horror! you didn't really care about the genre,you just wanted to experience the real deal and improvise yourself till you become a well-groomed actress.

Xiaojun rubbed your hand with his thumb and nodded his head. "i believe an actress as talented as you could make it! if they don't cast you though, it's alright. it's not you, they are the ones who are at lost.". Xiaojun comforted. you scrunched your nose up at his cheesiness and squeezed his hands.

"are you sure you're not just being nice to your girlfriend?". you asked. Xiaojun laughed and shook his head. "of course not! i really mean it. you are very talented! remember when you acted like you were in pain just to get a kiss from me?" . Xiaojun comforted again but didn't forget to tease you . you pulled your hands away and slapped his hand playfully. "ahh why did you have to remind me!". you whined which made him laugh with adoration at your cuteness.

after the short cafe date, you and Xiaojun went to the audition venue by cab . Xiaojun was your moral support. he had always accompanied you to your auditions and comforted you when you were rejected. he would motivate you to do your best and be better each audition.

you were at the waiting room, anxiously waiting for your turn. Xiaojun was sititing beside you while holding your hand in his to give comfort . you on the other hand, tried rehearsing your lines for the last time. you became more nervous when the staff told that you would be going in in about 2 minutes.

"ahh babe i am so nervous!". you mumbled as you faced your cute boyfriend. Xiaojun gave you a small smile and carresed your hair lovingly. "i believe in you , sweetie. you are going to do your best! i promise to treat you to ice cream later after your turn alright?". Xiaojun pecked your lips one last time before you were called. He gave you a soft goodluck as you followed the staff.

~

you were given quite a good feedback from the judges and they told you they would contact you about the results soon. you went out of the hall to the waiting room earlier with a good feeling. you were about to run and hug your boyfriend but was greeted by his close friend instead.

"oh Hendery! are you here for the audition too? oh and did you see Xiaojun?". you bombarded him with questions.

Hendery chuckled and rubbed his nape. "actually Xiaojun was the one who asked me to come here and walk you home. His mother called him earlier because of something urgent. he really is regretful that he had to leave . ". Hendery tried his best to explain to you as politely as possible. your head dropped as you stared at the floor below you.

"oh.. i understand. family is definitely more important. no worries!". you exclaimed as you looked up to Hendery.

Hendery frowned when he saw your teary eyes. He hated seeing his friend sad so an idea popped into his mind. Hendery grabbed your wrist and pulled you along gently. "times like this call for food! i am starving and i bet you are too! let's go!". you giggled and let Hendery drag you.

Hendery brought you to a small restaurant which was a few stops away from the audition venue. "i always come here with my sister. i'm basically a regular and kind of the owner's favourite,so order anything you want alright. it's on me!". Hendery said and winked. you chuckled at his actions but ordered anyways.

you actually had fun hanging out with Hendery. he was a sweetheart , and a dork too. he would crack jokes randomly which brightened your day up. you always hang out with Xiaojun and his friends but never with any of them individually. it was a refreshing experience eating out with Hendery. after talking and eating, it was finally time for you to go home. Hendery walked you home like how he was asked in the first place. you thanked Hendery for the day and apologised for troubling him. Hendery only responded by shaking his head no and smiled widely. he wished you a goodnight sleep before walking away . you smiled back and went in your apartment.

you lived alone since college years. your parents' house were quite far but you do visit them regularly and they visit you too.

you plopped yourself down on your bed and check your phone. you gasped when you saw text messages from your boyfriend. you were having too much fun you didn't even look at your phone.

♡BaobeiJun♡

hey babe.. i am really sorry but i have to go first. i asked Hendery to accompany you back home. stay safe <3

♡BaobeiJun♡

did you meet Hendery? how was the audition? text me as soon as you see this alright ♡

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe, are you mad? i am really sorry, i am going to make it up to you!

♡BaobeiJun♡

please reply me ㅠㅠ are you home yet? nothing bad happened to you right?

- 10 missed calls from ♡BaobeiJun♡ -

you sighed as you saw the texts. of course you were still upset about earlier. but you didn't want to be the annoying girlfriend and tried your best to pretend that you were okay.

To : ♡BaobeiJun♡

sorry for the late replies babe. i didn't check my phone earlier. yeah i am home, Hendery sent me home like you requested. he also bought me food because we were both starving. i am not mad, don't worry :)

you threw your phone on your bed as you changed into your pyjamas. a few seconds later, you heard your phone chime, indicating that you just received a message.

♡BaobeiJun♡

that is great! i should treat Hendery some time too to thank him. i am glad you are back safe. i was so worried when you didn't reply back :((

you chuckled and rolled your eyes at his text.

To : ♡BaobeiJun♡

i am really sorry hahaha , so you wanna tell me why you had to leave earlier?

Xiaojun then explained to you that his mother called him earlier to ask for his help. Apparently , his childhood friend, named Weiwei, was on a business trip here and Xiaojun's mother asked him to welcome her at the airport. you also got to know that the girl was going to stay at Xiaojun's family's place for a few months because renting an apartment would be bothersome.

you were now feeling more upset actually. he left your side because of another girl? and worse, the girl is staying with him for a while? you were furious, yes. but you were more insecure. you trusted Xiaojun but you just couldn't help yourself from being jealous. i mean, which girlfriend wouldn't? you were tired as you read his explanation and decided to end the conversation with a goodnight.

you switched your phone off and wrapped your whole body with your warm blanket. you tried getting rid of all the bad thoughts and fell asleep in anxiety.

~

you were woken up by the front door bell . you groaned as you sat up and checked the time. 10am. you groaned again and cursed whoever it was who disturbed your sleep as you walked to the front door. you opened the door but was greeted by no one. you groaned again thinking that it was just a prank but was startled when Xiaojun's head suddenly popped up out of nowhere. he leaned down so your eyes were parallel. he chuckled at your shocked expression and gave a peck on your cheek before inviting himself in. "i texted you but the messages weren't delivered so i figured your phone was dead. i came to really make it up for yesterday". Xiaojun explained.

you finally snapped out from your shock and grinned. you felt like your anger towards him yesterday evaporated just like that. you hugged him and buried your face into his chest. "you don't even know how much i wanted to hug you like this yesterday after the audition. i was overwhelmed with my emotions and the only one who could calm me was you. but you weren't there.". you mumbled sadly. Xiaojun felt guilty and carressed your hair.

"i am really sorry. i promised to treat you ice cream right? jajan!!" . Xiaojun pulled away and showed you the tubs of ice cream he bought.

"i was thinking of a movie-cuddling kind of date today.". Xiaojun said cutely as he tapped his chin with his finger. you giggled and pinched his cheeks. "i am up for it! but can you let me go shower first?". Xiaojun nodded and placed the ice cream tubs on the dining table. "sure, i will just prepare the couch alright!".

after a nice shower,you joined Xiaojun who was sitting on the couch with his phone. he put his phone on the table as he saw you approaching him. but you saw that he was texting Weiwei earlier. you decided to just ignore your jealousy and took the ice cream tub Xiaojun handed to you. Xiaojun then pulled you closer so you snuggled into his chest and enjoyed the ice cream. the both of you watched a romance movie and imitated the cheesy lines. you would giggle everytime Xiaojun peck your head when there is a kiss scene.

"you know, i heard that the 2nd movie is released next week!". you said and took a spoonful of your strawberry cheesecake ice cream.

Xiaojun hummed and pecked your head again. "it's a date then!".

you turned to him with a wide smile. "really?". Xiaojun chuckled and nodded his head. you squealed and pecked his lips. "i can't wait ! it's been a long time since we've went to the cinema together.".

Xiaojun carressed your hair lovingly before putting down his finished ice cream tub. "how about i go and take some blankets so we could cuddle here?". Xiaojun suggested. you nodded excitedly as you stood up to give him space.

as Xiaojun went to your room, you saw his phone lighted up . you peeked and saw notifications from Weiwei. you rolled your eyes and turned his phone around so you wouldn't get distracted. you quickly finished your ice cream and cleaned up before lying down beside Xiaojun. Xiaojun wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer. you leanee your ear on his chest and sighed in relief as you relaxed ,listening to his heartbeat. "i love you sweetie and i want you to remember that forever.". Xiaojun whispered and pecked your forehead. "i love you too baobeijun,". you whispered back. the two of you cuddled in silence and soon fell asleep .

~

it has been a few days after the cuddle date. you haven't really see Xiaojun after that because he was kind of busy with work. you did texted and called each other but you missed him being with you physically. you sighed and just decided to focus on your work. yeah, you has a part time job at a small bookstore. you still had to make income anyways. so while you practised to be an aspiring actress, you still worked hard in earning your own allowance and not only depend on your parents or boyfriend.

you were keying in some things on the computer when the bell chimed, indicating a customer's entrance.

"welcome!". you greeted as you saw a cute girl entered. you were about to ask if she needed help when the door opened again, revealing your handsome boyfriend. you gasped and smiled widely.

"Baobe--". your words were cut off when the cute girl earlier linked arms with Xiaojun. you frowned deeper when Xiaojun didn't even bother to push her away. you quickly gave a small smile when Xiaojun walked towards you with the girl and waved at you cutely.

"babe, this is Weiwei! and Weiwei, this is my girlfriend, y/n !". Xiaojun introduced. you forced a smile and stretched your hand out for a handshake. but your tired arm was ignored as Weiwei hugged Xiaojun's arm and whined. "when we were little you said we were gonna be together!". Xiaojun only chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his nape. he smiled apologetically to you in which you just shook your head . "Xiaojunjun! let's go eat!". Weiwei saidly in her high-pitched voice which hurt your ears. Xiaojun nodded and looked at you, who was looking at the couple sadly.

"i'll see you soon, okay babe?". Xiaojun said softly as if you were the most fragile thing there. you smiled and nodded. before you could speak, Weiwei pulled and dragged Xiaojun out of the store.

you wanted to just cry out loud but you held yourself back. Xiaojun has been to busy with work and couldn't spend even an hour with you but here he was spending his free time with another girl. you knew she was just a friend and you trusted Xiaojun. you love Xiaojun. but it hurt you how he was being oblivious of your painful heart . you decided to push aside the thoughts and focused on work. you were grateful there weren't many customers on that day . you were not really in the mood to entertain others . half an hour before the store closed, the bell chimed indicating a new customer. you continued packing up books and your things while the customer looked for their desired books. you were packing your bag when the customer placed books on the counter. "hi , i would like to ask if the last volume of this comic is still available?". you quickly turned around at the familiar voice. the customer blinked and chuckled. "i didn't know it was your shift ,". Hendery stated. you gave a small smile and nodded. "yeah i was just covering for my co-worker. ". you said softly. you quickly looked at the comic he was purchasing and keyed in the code in the computer.

"the last volume is sold out . but the new stock is coming tomorrow! you could come by if you like and i could reserve one for you.". you explained.

Hendery grinned and nodded. "sure,i'll purchase these first and come back again tomorrow!". after settling his books, it was finally time for you to lock the bookstore and head home.

you switched off everything and quickly closed the store down. you gasped when Hendery suddenly stood in front of you. Hendery chuckled at your reaction . "i was thinking of dinner. together?". Hendery suggested. you chuckled and shook your head. "i'm actually kind of fu--". your lie was cut off when your stomach growled violently. the two of you stared at each other before laughing. "alright, how about hotpot and some beer? at the same place!". you suggested this time. Hendery smiled widely and nodded. "i'm paying this time so don't worry about what you want to eat alright!". you said again . you tried making yourself happy but your lifeless eyes could never lie Hendery. Hendery decided to just play along with you and waited for you to open up yourself. he hated seeing his friends hurt but he hated forcing people more.

you were on your second bottle of beer, you were not really drunk but drunk enough to cry outloud the feelings you've been hiding since afternoon.

"i know she is just a friend but why is she getting more attention then me? your girlfriend? am i just dumb for crying or are you dumb? why does Xiaojun have to be so kind towards other girls? this is unfair!". you whined and downed another shot .

Hendery kept quiet and let you let out all your feelings. he thought it was finally time for you to cry out everything and feel better .

"Hendery, is it really childish and petty of me to be jealous like this?". you turned to your friend and slurred your words. Hendery only sighed and tucked your hair back behind your ears to have a clearer sight of your red face. "no i understand. you shouldn't feel bad for feeling this way. i can't help you much but i am here for you when you need me.". Hendery comforted. you nodded at his response before falling asleep right after . Hendery quickly stretched his arm out before you could knock your head on the table. Hendery sighed as he combed your hair neatly with his fingers. he understood Xiaojun for taking care of his childhood friend but he was disappointed Xiaojun made you feel like this. Hendery decided to call Xiaojun to pick you up. He felt like it was only right for him as a friend to help his friends out.

A few minutes later,Hendery tried waking you up. you woke up with a groan and clutched your head. "are you sober enough to walk?". Hendery asked as he held your shoulder. you nodded and stood up slowly. Hendery helped you and walked out of the restaurant with you . the moment the two of you stepped out of the restaurant, Xiaojun ran towards you . "babe!". he exclaimed as he took you from Hendery. your head was still spinning but you figured Xiaojun's face. you turned to Hendery as he gave you a small smile. "rest well, alright?". Hendery said before excusing himself.

"why did you drink so much babe?" . Xiaojun asked as he piggybacked you. you leaned your head on his back and sighed. "i was sad. i was angry. i was tired.". you replied word by word. you felt the wind as Xiaojun walked on the empty street, bringing you home.

"do you want to tell me why?". Xiaojun asked softly. your heart broke. of course you were sad and angry because of him. but his sweet and innocent self just couldn't realise that. "i love you Jun... i hope you do too. please stay with me.". you breathed out, holding yourself back from crying. Xiaojun stopped in his tracks for a bit but continued walking right after . "of course i love you too. i am here always, by your side.".

you fell asleep on his comfortable back as you felt assured.

~

you wore Xiaojun's favourite baby blue blouse and styled your hair simply with some light make up. you were excited for your movie date. you were at the cinema , waiting for your boyfriend. he promised to be there half an hour before the movie starts. but coming to 10 minutes before showtime, he was still not there. you tried texting him but the messages were not delivered. maybe his phone battery died, you thought. you tapped your foot nervously as you scanned the place for your boyfriend.

4 mins

3mins

2mins

1mins

showtime.

you sighed and held your head down sadly. *did he forget about our date?* . you were about to exit the cinema when someone called your name. you turned and were greeted by Hendery. he really was like your guardian angel. there whenever you were sad.

"are you here alone? what movie are you watching?". Hendery asked. you smiled sadly and shook your head. "today was supposed to be our movie date but Xiaojun is not here. i tried contacting him but he didn't reply. i think i should just go back.". you explained.

Hendery frowned at his friend's actions. He really was disappointed in Xiaojun.

"how about we watch a movie together? hmm i was thinking, Dora The Explorer?". Hendery suggested, trying to cheer you up. you chuckled at his unique choice of movie and nodded. "that is a great idea! let's go!". you agreed and grabbed his wrist to buy the tickets.

during the movie, Hendery suddenly heard soft sniffings. He turned to look at you and sighed . you were wiping your tears that were flowing down your cheeks non-stop. it was obvious you were crying because of Xiaojun, the movie wasn't even a sad one. Hendery grabbed your hands and squeezed them to comfort you. he then pulled your head to lean on his shoulder. "it's okay sweetie, it's okay. i am always here to comfort you.". Hendery whispered as he carressed your hair. his sweet words calmed you throughout the movie. you were sorry to Hendery for always being stuck in your relationship, but you were also grateful to have him as a good friend.

after the movie, you went to the ladies to freshen up . Hendery waited for you and invited you to dinner. "how about we go to the usual? i kind of like the concept of having our hangout place.". you said as you walked out of the cinema with Hendery. Hendery chuckled but agreed to your suggestion anyway. dinner made your day. you decided to totally ignore your thoughts about Xiaojun and spend quality time with your now new bestfriend. you and Hendery shared a lot of things with each other , from cute childhood stories to epic highschool memories. you also found out that the both of you were big fans of Attack on Titans and Tokyo Ghoul. Hendery promised to lend you his AOT mangas as you promised to recommend him other great animes and mangas. the day eventually ended with Hendery walking you home. "thank you so much for today Hendery. i am very thankful to have you as my friend.". Hendery smiled at your words and patted your head. "i am always here if you are im need of a friend. the restaurant is always open for us to have more fun.". you thanked him again and bid him goodnight as you entered your apartment.

you plopped yourself on the couch and fished out your phone.

♡BaobeiJun♡

omg babe... i didn't realise that my phone was turned off >○<

♡BaobeiJun♡

i overlooked the date for our movie date .. i am really sorryyy

♡BaobeiJun♡

my mom asked me to bring Weiwei around the city. i agreed because i thought our date is tomorrow...

♡BaobeiJun♡

i am really sorry babe,, please reply my messages

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe? i understand that you are mad at me...

♡BaobeiJun♡

are you at least safe back home?

you threw your phone on the couch as you stood up. you decided to just ignore his texts. you were really mad. not just because he ditched you on the most awaited date, but he ditched you as he spent time with another girl. you knew Xiaojun was just being kind but is he really dense to not draw the line? you didn't want your relationship to be ruined by a girl who suddenly appeared in your life. you thought your relationship with Xiaojun was strong , but recent incidents made you doubtful. you washed up and went to bed straight away.

you woke up the next morning feeling a bit better after a goodnight sleep. you were having your light breakfast when you heard a knock from the front door. you groaned as you weren't expecting any guests.

you opened the door only to push it back close as you see his face. but before the door could close fully, Xiaojun held onto it with his leg. "babe please let me in.". he begged. you contemplated for a bit but opened the door anyways. you quickly walked away before he could hug you. Xiaojun followed you to the kitchen as he called out your name softly. Xiaojun wrapped his arms around your shoulders but you harshly pushed him away and faced him.

"Xiaojun. i am tired. please, i am tired of being mad with you and settle my feelings with a hug from you. this is not that simple, Jun. i love you , i really do. but the amount of times you've hurt me in these 2 months is more than the whole 2 years that we've spent together..". you confessed.

Xiaojun tried to pull you into a hug but you rejected. you wiped the tears that were flowing down your cheeks as you continued. "why do you think i was drunk the other night? you think i wanted to feel depressed like that? you think everything was back to normal when you came to pick me up?!". you didn't intend to raise your voice at him but your emotions were unstable.

Xiaojun was startled at your outburst. he looked at you with teary eyes. you sighed as you sat on the floor and pulled your legs before burying your face in between them. your sobs echoed through the silent kitchen. you felt Xiaojun moving closer. he squatted beside you and wrapped his arms around your body before pulling you into his warm chest. "i'm sorry , i'm sorry, sshhh i'm sorry, i love you babe, i really love you . i'm sorry i hurt you, i love you really. i am here now and i promise i won't leave you.". Xiaojun whispered in an attempt to comfort your broken heart. you finally gave in and cried out into his chest.

a few moments later, Xiaojun carried you into your bedroom. he lied down beside you and pulled you closer. you buried your face into the crook of his neck and sniffed in his scent. you relaxed in his arms as you calmed yourself down. "i missed you so much,". he mumbled as he pecked your head. the two of you lied down in silence, enjoying each other's presence and calm breathing. Xiaojun was about to fall asleep when his ringtone startled the both of you. you slowly pulled away from him to give hin space to sit up. Xiaojun rubbed his eyes cutely as he searched for his phone. you couldn't help but giggle at the cute sight and although you were still a bit mad, you didn't hold yourself back from giving him a quick peck on the lips. Xiaojun froze at your sudden action before slowly reaching for his phone. he was used to receiving kisses from you but he was suddenly shy after the fight , his ears turned red . you giggled at his reaction and nudged him to do something about his phone. "i--i'll take this call for a while okay?" he stuttered. you nodded before lying down back on your bed.

after the short call, Xiaojun turned to face you with a guilty expression. "babe.. i really want to spend time with you but this is urgent. Weiwei is having troubles with settling her project and i have to go help. i am really sorry babe.". Xiaojun explained and apologised.

you sighed, just when you thought it was back to normal, everything was about to be ruined again. "it's urgent right? let me walk you to the front door.". you said as you got off the bed. Xiaojun gulped as he sensed your sarcasm. he followed you out of the room like a puppy. "i'm really sorry babe.. how about i take you on a date on Saturday?". Xiaojun tried to persuade you. you gave a small smile and pushed him out off your apartment gently. "i can't. i have plans.". you replied and quickly closed your front door. you heard Xiaojun knocked for a few minutes, begging you to open the door but he then stopped when you ignored him . you figured he finally gave up and went to settle his urgent matters.

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe... what plans do you have that i can't spend time with you?

you rolled your eyes at his message and were tempted to just throw your phone on the ground. he had been ignoring your daily life activities because of his own but had the audacity to suddenly act caring when you finally gave him the cold shoulder. you ignored his message and decided to text Hendery .

To : Huang Guanheng

hey Hendery, i was thinking if you could accompany me this Saturday? i am finally casted for the drama i auditioned for recently and this Saturday is our first shooting. i am quite nervous to go alone...

you waited for a few seconds before Hendery replied.

-Huang Guanheng-

oh sure!! just tell me the time and place ,alright?

you smiled at his response and quickly informed him the details. you were glad he didn't ask about Xiaojun . he really was a friend with good sense.

~

the day finally came. you met up with Hendery early and decided to get some breakfast together. "you can do it , y/n . don't be too nervous or else you wouldn't be able to focus. here drink some hot tea, to calm you down.". you thanked him for his advice and comforting words. after the short breakfast, the both of you went to the shooting venue.

the site for the rehearsed scene was outdoor. the hot weather was not really helping with your nerves. you practised your lines as much as possible as the stylists prepared you before you were called to the site. you were only a side character but your character actually plays quite an important role in the drama. Hendery gave you a supporting pat as your turn came.

you did a good job with your lines but your co-actor kept on making mistakes. because of that the scene you were in had to be filmed for a few times. you tried to be consistent in the quality of your performance but the hot weather made you exhausted. you were sweating like mad that the stylists had to wipe them for you every few minutes.

the director finally gave a break time, asking your co-actor to calm his nerves and practise his line again. you were glad the director was nice enough to be patient with him . if you were the director, you would have screamed at him. you saw Hendery waving at you as you walked towards him . Hendery's smile turned into a frown as he saw your pale face. he quickly caught you as you stumbled. "are you okay?". he asked as he tried supporting you to stand up straight. "i am a bit dizzy," you managed to reply as you clutched your head. just as you spoke, your body felt weak and you fainted. Hendery's eyes widened as he wrapped his arm under your body and carried you. "ambulance! somebody call the ambulance!" .

~

Hendery : Dejun, your girlfriend just fainted . she is admitted to the hospital now.

Xiaojun : what? tell me the hospital address, i am on my way.

Hendery : alright, come here safely .

Hendery ended the call as he sat beside your bed. he carressed your head and sighed. a few minutes later, Xiaojun arrived . Hendery stood up and greeted his friend. Xiaojun gave Hendery a brotherly hug and went to you who were still sleeping. he held your cheek dearly and pecked your forehead. "what happened?". Xiaojun asked Hendery softly. "she was at the shooting site earlier--". Hendery's words were cut off by Xiaojun. "wa-wait, she was casted ?". Hendery frowned and nodded. "didn't she tell you?" . Xiaojun looked at you sadly and hesitated a nod. "kind of...". Hendery nodded before explaining further. "she fainted after her turn. the doctor said she was too stressful and dehydrated . that was why she fainted. but the doctor said to not worry, a rest and lots of water can make her feel better.". Xiaojun sat beside your bed and held your hand. "i see, thank you Guanheng.". Hendery nodded and stood beside Xiaojun. Xiaojun stayed by your side till night. Hendery stayed too. he was worried about both of his friends . "Dejun.. you've been here since afternoon. why not we go take some fresh air and have dinner ? y/n wouldn't want you to fall ill too.". Hendery patted his friend's shoulder. Xiaojun contemplated for a while but agreed to his friend's suggestion . he pecked your hand for the last time before leaving the hospital.

"which restaurant is still open at this hour?". Xiaojun asked as he checked the time. it was late night. Hendery grinned and patted his back. "i know the perfect place.".Hendery sat on his usual spot while Xiaojun sat on yours. the owner greeted them and passed the menus. "Guanheng! you didn't come with your girlfriend today?". Hendery blinked at her question as Xiaojun stared at Hendery. "you have a girlfriend?". Xiaojun asked. Hendery shook his head and tried to reply the owner. "no no auntie, she is not my gi--". his words were cut off when the owner exclaimed. " ah y/n ! she isn't here today.". Xiaojun's expression was unreadable. Hendery gulped and shook his head. "may we just look at the menu and order ,auntie?". the oblivious owner smiled and nodded before going back to the counter.

"this is just a misunderstanding Dejun.". Hendery started as he stared at the menu that he had memorised by heart. Xiaojun was silent for a bit but smiled . "i understand Guanheng. don't worry. why not we just order?i am starving!!". Hendery knew Xiaojun was just pretending to be okay. Xiaojun and you were really soulmates. hiding your real feelings. Hendery nodded and ordered some food.

the meal was silent and calm. both too occupied with their own thoughts. after the meal, Xiaojun paid for the food and thanked Hendery once again. "why not you go home and rest? i will be with y/n.". Xiaojun said in a matter of factly. not really as a suggestion. Hendery nodded and bid his friend goodnight before going back home.

Xiaojun stayed with for the whole night. you woke up to see your boyfriend sleeping, head on the edge of your bed. you carressed his soft brown locks gently as you stared at his calm sleeping face. Xiaojun's eyes opened slowly as he sat up. he grabbed your hand and pecked them before asking. "are you feeling better ?". you only nodded and squeezed his hand. "did Hendery call you?". Xiaojun hummed in response. his other hand balled into a fist as he heard his friend's name. "the doctor said you can discharge after you eat your breakfast. he said to drink lots of water and rest well.". your eyes widened when you realised you were at job when you fainted. you quickly searched for your phone to check for any messages. "missing Hendery already?". Xiaojun asked with gritted teeth. you looked up from your phone and frowned. "what?". Xiaojun smirked and scoffed. "nothing.". you turned back to your phone and read the text from one of the staffs.

-we hope you have a good rest. we are sorry for not considering your condition , we will update you about the next shootings. for now, we just want you to have a good rest- .

you sighed in relief as you finished reading the text. you thought you were going to be replaced by another actress. you placed your phone down and looked at Xiaojun who was staring at you. "have you eaten?". you asked. Xiaojun shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands. "i'll eat later after sending you home. i don't have the appetite to eat.". you frowned at his answer and placed your hand on his cheek as you carressed them gently. "please eat well. i don't want you to fall ill.". you said softly. Xiaojun gave a small smile and nodded.

in the cab on the way to your house, you leaned your head on Xiaojun's shoulder as he rubbed your interwined hands with his thumb. you jumped when you heard your phone ring.

*incoming call from Huang Guanheng*

you looked at Xiaojun as he nodded his head letting you answer the phone.

Hendery : are you home?

You : i'm on my way home in the cab. I am with Xiaojun.

Hendery : that is great . rest well okay? and y/n .. did you not tell him about the drama?

you kept silent at his question. Hendery called your names a few times .

You : i will alright. don't worry .

Hendery : he is your boyfriend,he should know.

you nodded your head as if he was in front of you.

You : okay okay, stop nagging, gosh.

Hendery chuckled at your response and advised you one last time before ending the call.

Xiaojun squeezed your hand right after you kept your phone. you leaned back onto his shoulder before calling his name out softly.

"babe,, i wanted to tell you but i was mad the other day. i actually got casted for the drama that i auditioned for the last time.". Xiaojun was quiet for a while. he carressed your hand and pecked your forehead. "congrats babe. see, i told you you would make it. you are talented.". he whispered. you smiled and pecked his cheek as you thanked him. you decided to just relax in silence as the cab took you back home.

~

you plopped on your couch as you arrived home. Xiaojun locked the front door and joined you on the couch. you switched on the TV and searched for fun shows to watch. "hey would you like some tea?". Xiaojun offered. you smiled and nodded . Xiaojun went to the kitchen to make some tea for the both of you. he thought this gave him some time to gather his courage for the words he was about to say . he hoped the tea would calm the both of you before the storm comes.

he placed both cups on the coffee table. your eyes were still stuck to the TV as you sipped on the hot tea. you turned to Xiaojun when he suddenly lowered down the volume of the TV. Xiaojun gave a small smile as he reached for your hands. he gave them a squeeze before starting his speech.

"y/n. we need to talk. i don't think this is going to work between us..". you frowned at his words and remembered what he said earlier. "is this because of Hendery? Xiaojun. i've been patient for almost three months now when you have to entertain Weiwei but just because of your jealousy towards Hendery , you want to break up? Hendery is just a friend! ". you asked , obviously disappointed with him . Xiaojun shook his head as he pulled his hands away from yours. "it's not just jealousy, okay?!". you were startled when he raised his voice. Xiaojun sighed and ruffled his hair roughly. "it's not jealousy...". his voice was back to his usual soft voice. "it's a realisation. i realised that Hendery can take care of you better than I can . he treats you better than me. you deserve a man better than me.". you frowned at his what you would say nonsensical excuses.

"no... i don't want to break up with you. i love you Xiaojun! don't you love me too? you promised me you are going to be by my side always.". you said as tears trickled down from your eyes. Xiaojun wiped his own tears as he looked into your eyes. "i do.. i love you. i love you so much therefore we can't be together. i love you so much i don't want to see you hurt . i love you so much i want you to know that you deserve better. i love you... but we are not meant to be with each other.".

your palms turned into fists as you hit his chest. "you stupid jerk! that doesn't make any sense! if you love me, stay with me! don't give up on me!". you shouted as you hit him. Xiaojun grabbed your wrists as he pulled you into a hug. "i love you. this is for your best.". he whispered and pecked your forehead for the last time . Xiaojun stood up and went out of your apartment, leaving you crying on the couch.

- Xiao Dejun -

Guanheng, please take care of y/n .

Hendery cursed under his breath as he read the message from his friend. "what did this idiot do this time." Hendery mumbled as he rushed to your apartment.

Hendery arrived at your house a few minutes after Xiaojun left. the door was unlocked. Hendery quickly went in only to be greeted by your sleeping figure on the couch. he locked the front door and went to you. Hendery sighed as he saw you tear-stained face. he wiped your dry tears and carried you to your room. "she was just healing and you decided to break her again.". Hendery mumbled as he placed you on your bed. you stirred in your sleep and woke up slowly. you saw Hendery standing beside your bed with a worried look. he sat on the edge of your bed and held your hands. "he is an idiot. i am going to talk to him later alright? he is going to make this wo--". his words were cut off as you shook your head. "no Hendery. he is not going to turn back anymore. i know him. this is what he wanted. he thinks this is the best choice.". you tried to say but broke down right after. Hendery sighed and pulled your head towards his chest. "i'm here. i'm here. it's okay , just cry it all out. maybe this is for the best afterall. you are precious y/n and i am here to protect you always.". Hendery comforted you.

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"and the best actress award goes to , Y/N !!".

the crowd cheered as you stood up from your chair, surprised that you had won the award. you bowed to your seniors and juniors as you walked up to the stage. you received the plaque from the announcer and went to the front to give your winning speech.

"first of all i would like to thank my parents for always supporting me . i thank my fans too for loving my works! i will work harder and improve myself better and better. i would like to thank those who i have worked with. without them, i might not even have the chance to be an actress and moreover, win this award. not to forget , i would also like to thank this amazing person, my friend, Hendery. thank you for being by my side all these years especially these past 4 years. he is a really good producer so check out some of his musics alright? lastly, thank you once again!". you felt your legs tremble as you went back to your seat.

♡Huang Guanheng♡

good job sweetie! and thank you for mentioning me, i am happy i could be by your side.

you smiled as you read his text. you looked up to the stage when you heard the MC called a familiar name.

"before we end the show, we would like to invite this show's biggest sponsor, from the company DJX , Mr Xiaojun , to accept our appreciation gift.". you gulped when you saw the handsome man on the stage. his previous brown locks were now blonde. his smile was still the same like before. but his features were more defined as he matured throughout these years. you gave a small smile when he looked at you and quickly looked away . *you've moved on y/n. don't give in to him.* you thought to yourself.

~

you were standing at a corner with a glass of fruitpunch, waiting for your manager to bring you back. you didn't really enjoy after-event parties but attended anyways out of politeness. you were looking around when you saw Xiaojun walked towards you. you looked up and accidentally stared right into his brown orbs. Xiaojun looked away as his ears turn red. it's been 4 years but you were still as beautiful as ever. he missed you. you still made his heart skip a beat. you smiled as he stood in front of you. "it's been a while, Xiaojun.". the way his real name rolled off your tongue hurt him . he nodded and finally looked at you. "so you and Hendery are together now?". he asked. you chuckled and shook your head. "he is just a friend. a brother. i told you before, didn't i?". you replied with a small smile. Xiaojun looked down sadly but looked back up to you. "y/n. i'm really sorry...". you chuckled again and patted his shoulder. "let the past be past ,Xiaojun. i actually wanted to thank you for all the bittersweet memories. they really help me alot in my acting . experience is what makes it easier to stay in character.". your words hurt him. like how his words hurt you 4 years ago. before Xiaojun could say anything, you were called by your manager. "oh looks like i got to go. see you when i see you!". you waved at him before leaving the ballroom.

Xiaojun sighed as he stared at your back walking away from him. he would be lying if he said he didn't regret leaving you. his life has been nothing but miserable after breaking up with you. he focused on work to distract himself but his soul was empty. before he could leave the venue, he heard the DJ introducing a song. "before leaving, the actress y/n had requested this song. she hoped all of you enjoy it.".

Xiaojun decided to stay and listened to the song you love .

I’ll love you more

If you’re gonna do that, don’t come to me

If a person like me is gonna be erased anyway

Our love that was written down on a white piece of paper

Was clear just like my tears

Just stay by my side for one day

Because this awkward break-up still feels like a dream

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

And let you go

Words that sounded affectionate like a friend

Words I want to hear several times a day

Words saying you love me

It makes my breath stop and heart race

But only your voice sleeps in my memories

Just stay by my side for one day

Because this awkward break-up still feels like a dream

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

Until you come back

You silently stop in place

With eyes, telling me not to forgive you

I guess this really won’t work

Now all there’s left is this crappy break-up

I try to catch you but you get farther away and disappear

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

And let you go

{ NU'EST - Love You More }

Xiaojun wiped his tears that flowed down without him even noticing.

♡BaobeiJun♡

i know it's too late... but i love you . i have always been loving you . i should've have loved you more instead of leaving you. i love you .

i hope you guys enjoyed this~ my feelings were overwhelmed when i wrote this hahaha anyways, do like and comment ! i love to hear to your feedbacks ♡♡