#i unlocked the secret ending but gosh

[pupyuj]

[cw: g!p yujin, hate-fucking OOOH, bratty dom yuj bcs i love it when she’s annoying, daddy kink, degradation, overstimulation, breeding kink (are we.. noticing a pattern here 😭), edging]

jock!yujin as promised bcs these pics unlocked something in me 😍😍 SHE’S TOO HANDSOME 😞💘💘 this is reminiscent of the very first yuj drabble i did so look away if it’s practically identical I SWEAR I HAVE FRESH IDEAS 😭😭 she needs to drop the jorts outfit pics ya’ll know i’ll be all over those 😣 ineedhersobadit’snotajokeanymore

yujin as one of the members of the opposing swimming team that’s always hitting on you during every meet 🤭 but ugh she’s not at all amusing! she taunts you, teases you, and used to pull pranks on you but now that the two of you have grown and she is much much more… well, attractive, all that tension has turned into… something else!

yujin was lucky you’re merely a courtside cutie supporting your friends who are on your school’s team, or else you would have kicked her ass to the pool every time she whispers something dirty in your ear 😒 still though… you could never look away from her or completely reject her advances bcs hello?? has anybody seen that face?? that body?? those abs?? that dick??! gosh!! knowing ahn yujin, she’s tease you to no end bcs this would all mean that her flirting and catcalling is working.. and your pride was way too big for you to just let yujin think that she has you under her spell 🤭

it was yujin’s own huge ego that made her want to start a stupid bet with you! if she beats her record, then you’ll let her take you out on a date! you were torn between taking this opportunity to embarrass yujin in front of your friends as well as her team or not even give yujin the idea that she can score with you but alas! you just had to feel like you had to take her down a notch 🫢🫢 and so you accept the bet… and ofc that was the one time the gods of fortune did not bless you 😨 yujin won! and there her annoying friends go teasing you and pushing you towards yujin as if she wasn’t drenched 😒 you were butthurt and annoyed so ended up storming off to the showers bcs now your shirt was wet and oh how you wish you could just knock some sense into yujin and her stupid friends and—

“one date isn’t going to hurt you, baby!” you really should’ve known yujin was going to follow you 😭

“date? what date?” you asked as you exited a stall with toilet paper in your hand, furiously dabbing on your shirt,, which just so happens to be a see-through shirt so now there yujin was, checking you out while biting her lip. how subtle 😒 "i'm not going anywhere with you, ahn. you're annoying, you're arrogant, and you don't know how to take 'no' for an answer."

"and you're a terrible liar, (y/n)," unfortunately yujin knows exactly what you're hiding behind your cold words and your bitchy stares and sickening side-eyes! see, sometimes you're not exactly subtle either, and yujin was surprisingly observant so yes, she has seen you stare at her hard-on multiple times before, she has seen the way you lick your lips when she enters the room, and she has absolutely seen you smile ‘in secret’ after she shoots a flirty comment your way 😋😋 “you want me.”

but you weren’t going to go down easily! “to get out of my sight maybe.” sigh as much as you try to put up a fight tho, those pretty eyes are always going to be a weakness of yours!! bcs somehow.. attempting to walk away from her only resulted in you being pulled back into her, and that was where yujin finally kissed you 🫣

shower sex?? shower sex!! yujinnie forcing you to go down on your knees as soon as she has stripped you completely naked, and she’s slapping her thick, throbbing cock on tour face with a mocking smile.. she won after all, why not celebrate it? 😋 “come on, (y/n)… isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for?” she’d tease while pressing her tip against your lips knowing damn well how much you want her cock down your throat 😣 this was humiliating.. her being so big that you can barely take all of her inside your mouth :(( but god, the sound of your gagging and broken moans were such a pleasure to hear that yujin really didn’t care that you were struggling! she’s using your mouth at a steady pace, hands on your hair, both praises and insults escaping her lips amidst her own moans…

jerking her off at the same time and forcing your eyes open just so you can see that adorable look on yujin’s face… the one where she’s squeezing her eyes shut at the pleasure.. sucking the air between her teeth every time her tip touches the back of your mouth… her noises only getting louder and louder once you’ve gotten used to her size and came up with tricks of your own: making use of your tongue by slowly dragging it across her slit, letting her watch as you play with your nipples knowing it pisses her off that she can’t touch you at the moment… fuck, yujin was obsessed with you and your pettiness and you have no fucking idea just how much 😵‍💫😵‍💫

ughdhfhdhfjcn playing with the head of her cock so much that she cums unexpectedly.. but what yujin really liked was how her cum spilled out of your mouth and how she painted your face with the hot, white fluids—you looked so much prettier!! 🤭🤭 and oh how yujin wished she could take her camera and take a picture of you right now: looking up at her expectantly with lust-filled eyes and her cum just all over your face.. something she’d jerk off to every night along w your insta pics but you don’t know about that yet 🫢

any sign of that pride of yours being gone as soon as yujin picks you up and fucks you against the wall 🫣 her dick penetrating you at a rapid pace, your moans and the slapping of skin against skin echoing throughout the empty locker room.. wouldn’t be surprised if your guys’ friends hears you bcs yujin was merciless! fucking you like it was going to be her last, marking you up just how she likes it..

“s-see..? you’re just a f-fucking whore… mmhn..! aren’t you, (y/n)??”

“fuck you—ah! i hate you.. i hate y—fuck!” you can’t deny that it all felt too good 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“f-fine.. insult me more, see where it gets you. do you.. hah… do you not want to get filled up?”

having no choice but to give in to yujin bcs you were so close :(( between her cock ramming inside you and her sneaking her hand in between your legs and toying with your clit, it was becoming too much 😣 “come on.. you know how to beg, don’t you? how fucking else a-are you an honour student? huh? teacher’s whore.” she was so fucking wrong but this was the one time her insults turned you on more than they angered you 😵‍💫 you whine, you claw at yujin’s back, you tug on her hair, but you don’t ever utter a word—you wouldn’t please her that easily but oh she just knows the way she can break your guard down even more! 😤

yujin denying you of your release multiple times.. she wants to cum too but she has no problem holding it all in and dumping it all inside you… seeing you cry and glare at her whenever she slows down was more entertaining than actually getting to pop inside you 🤭 “we can do this all day if that’s what you want, (y/n).. i know i’d fucking love to break you.” and yujin was serious! she wasn’t going to let up until she hears your magical voice cry out her name 🫣🫣

another orgasm stolen from you and you finally completely gave up.. “s-s-stop it..! stop it.. please, please, daddy, l-let me cum…!” you begged and begged as you sobbed, aww ☹️ yujin wasn’t even expecting so much pleading, let alone that nickname.. she almost felt bad that she was making you cry so much but she has to hear that again 🫢 the idea of you calling her ‘daddy’ every time you touch yourself to her.. god, the things yujin could do to you..! 🫣🫣

“louder. they can’t hear you.”

and so louder you scream yujin's name 😳😳 she whispers both praises and insults in your ear, having so much fun at the hold she has on you.. you could literally just cum on your own but instead, you're holding it back for until yujin tells you that you can! "you fucking whore... i can get you pregnant right here and you wouldn't care, huh?" she loved taunting you🤭

"no.. no, i don't... please, fill m-me up.. ah!" you didn't even know what you were saying anymore 😵‍💫 you just wanted to be relieve of all this.. and that yujin gives you after another minute of denial; groaning sweetly as she spills her load deep inside you, also watching as you creamed all over her cock.. ugh you looked so pretty with all the marks she left on your chest and neck.. your eyes were burning and red from crying, but they still held desire for yuji.. well this was going to be a long shower now 🤭 she knew the two of you were perfect together!

[hyukaslvr]

just like the stars // j. han

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summary✮⋆˙ you and jisung met unexpectedly, both of you being idols and needing to get away from stress and your thoughts. so when needed, you had each other, the hood of your car, and the stars beeming down against you two- and your long talks, of course.

genre✮⋆˙ fluff, idol!reader, idol!jisung, friends to lovers, secret friendship and relationship

warnings✮⋆˙ han jisung(yes, he is a warning, gosh)

w.c✮⋆˙ aproxx 1k

a/n: han han han han han. god, i love han. this has been in my drafts for awhile unfinished and i just had to finish it. also, please acknowledge my secret secret reference at the end, thank you love you💋.

han jisung was the light you needed in your life ; his laid back smile, his contagious laughter, his puffy cheeks, his crescent eyes, his soft and loving hands, his small careful gestures- everything about him glowed, shining like broken glass and straight through your pounding heart.

how you met was weirdly addicting, you thought about it almost everytime you snuck out with the boy. it was quiet funny too.

you were trying to escape your thoughts, stealing the keys to your companies car that is lended to your group and you whenever you needed to drive without a team member. you remember the night so vividly, you being stopped at a stop light, not even noticing the car doors were unlocked until the back opened, revealing and bundled up jisung, also trying to escape his thoughts. his apologies immediately rushing out as he thought you were an uber or a taxi driver, yet you let him stay. the two of you knew of each other, never talked before yet it was so easy to talk to him that night, and every night after that.

you drove him around for hours, almost until daylight rose, that’s how you found your special spot. driving around with no clue or direction, finding yourselves on a cliff with the most perfect view of the entire city lights.

you let yourself back into real time, letting yourself stare at the boy beside you. you couldn’t stop staring, even if you wanted to. you were way too distracted with his cute hand gestures as he spoke, letting his body and mind relax as the wind blowed against the two of you. you give him a hum of agreement, letting him know you’re listening to his ranting, but we both know your mind and heart was some place else, blown away by his beautiful structure.

the stars beamed down on him, like bright pixy dust, making him stand out in the dark night. god, you lived for nights like this, especially with him.

the both of you wrapped in your favorite blanket that stays in your car, specifically for nights like this, but you would never dare to tell him. the nights you both escape your dorms, away from your members and companies attentions, letting yourselves talk for hours in the middle of the night on top of the hood ; it was so peaceful, letting yourselves speak your minds to eachother, knowing you both wouldn’t dare mention any of these meet ups or what gets spoken about to anyone, not even chan or your leader.

“i think the song came out great, it isn’t the top song of our comeback- but it definitely made impact,” he finally faced you, his cheeks slightly pink from the cool breeze blowing harder against his skin, staring at you with a smile that almost reached his eyes.

“you did great, ji. but, i think secret secret is still my favorite produced by you, through-” he playfully pushed you, causing a fit of giggles between the both of you; not the both of you, just you, as he’s poor heart couldn’t handle the sound. now, he wishes he put your laugh in a song, it’s better than any song he’s ever heard. his cheeks may have been cold two seconds ago, but they’re flushed and heated now, eventually letting himself laugh with you, a huge smile plastered across his face.

“you’re taking the blanket!” he teases, tugging hard to get more warmth around his prickled arms from goosebumps, caused by mainly from what he calls: your music. you didn’t let go of the blanket though, you simply scooted closer to the boy, letting your side and your head fall onto his, a satisfied smile on your face as he stiffens at your touch and warmth.

“thank you, han,” your hands resting in his lap, snuggling your head deeper into his neck, “you always make things better, nights like this always do,” you continued, not letting him question your blurting. he lets his heart control his arm, letting it droop around your waist and pulling you closer to him. he would use an excuse of being cold right now just to hold you, but he couldn’t let this intimate moment down with his silly cover ups.

his empty hand reached to hold your cold to touch ones, letting his thumb slowly drag across the skin as his hums in agreement, “i like spending nights away with you,” he speaks quietly, closes his eyes slightly tight before opening them to look at you as your head raises a bit to listen to the man more intently.

“and i like you,” you blurt, lost in the look in his eyes, the stars glistening in them, “the stars look pretty tonight,” turning your head away to lose his locked eyes. a hand removes from your nestled ones, softly grabbing your chin and tilts your head back towards him, but you didn’t dare open your squeezed shut eyes.

“y/n, look at me,” he pouted, his heart beating like crazy watching your lashes fluttered open with your lids, almost immediately locking eyes with his shaken ones, “you like me?”

“so if i do? i like the stars too-”

“but you like me?” his face inches closer to yours, a smile enlarged his face, making your breathing hitch while his breathing tickles your lips. the distance being close enough to barley lean and kiss him right there and then.

“like you in what way?” you give him a teasing smile, hiding the fact your whole body was rising in heat and your stomach felt exploding with butterflies, “in a way i want to kiss your stupid smile off your face? maybe-” your remarks cut off in the best way possible, his soft lips locking his yours and you let him kiss you.

your hands left his lap, reaching to hold the face you always wanted to cup in your palms. you let yourself melt in his hold, his hand leaving your chin and wrapping around your waist tighter than ever, pulling your body closer to his if that was even possible.

kissing jisung felt indescribable, his head turning slightly to kiss your plush lips more deeply. you couldn’t put into words how accomplished you felt with yourself, you’d pay your shoulder if you weren’t mushy in his arms. his lips felt and tasted better than you ever thought they would, you imagined it happening but never expected it to be way better than your silly day dreams.

you practically chased for more once his lips pulled away from yours, trying to catch both of your breathings, letting you both stare in a daze at each other. he looked so beautiful in this moment, you wanted to take a picture of his slightly moisturized lips that were once against yours, his mouth slightly ajar as he caught his breath.

“and i like you, in a way i wanted to kiss you,” he finally speaks, his eyes searching around your face, watching your cheeks darken with a soft smile on your lips.

“yeah, i think i like you in that way too,”

“you think?!” he scoffs, rollling his eyes as you giggle, a smile never leaving his face though, turning his head completely away in childlike manner. you use the advantage of your hands still on his warm cheeks and pulled his back down to yours to leave another soft kiss on his lips.

“keep kissing me and i think i won’t be able to stop,” he says, letting his forehead lean against yours once your lips break apart.

“and what if i don’t want you to stop?”

“then you’re asking for it!”

his lips placing across the skin on your face, giggles emerged from your stomach and your chest as he sprayed you in kisses. “i, like, you, so, much,” he speaks between kisses; first on your cold nose, the second on your forehead, the third on your left cheek, the forth on your right, the last one being your lips. you kiss him back with just as much love, wrapping your arms around his neck, letting the noise of the car honking below you and the wind blowing against your ears fade away, as all you can pay attention to is the lips against yours.

han jisung was your light, your love, he was everything you’ve ever wanted, even if you’ll stay a secret. that was okay with you, your secret late night sneak outs made up for the fact you couldn’t look his way in public events.

he was your secret secret, and you were glad to be his.

[ughsimpp]

im backkkkk LOL can you do a reaction of them catching their s/o touching themselves??? like they were gone for a few days and came back to a surprise of their s/o moaning out their names in bed :]]]]]

thanks you as always!!!!!

sorry for making this so late

masterlist

hongjoong

"you couldn't wait for me could you baby?"

you were startled by another voice you heard that wasn't yours.

"hongjoong-..."

hongjoong walked towards at the end of the bed and crawled towards you. getting closer to your throbbing core, you saw he had that devilish look in his eyes as you felt his hot breath right on top of your slit.

"why don't we continue this 'little' surprise you had for me mhm?"

seonghwa

“having fun baby?”

his deep voice caused you to open you eyes and saw him standing at the end of the bed, smirking. you tried to hid the small vibrating toy but it was too late.

“hwa...when did you-.”

he crawled on top of you and grabbed the toy. looking at it and smirked, he threw it to the side and put his focus back on you.

“i’m gonna show you what that stupid toy of yours can’t do.”

yunho

mid-orgasm you moaned out yunho's name. euphoria was hitting you, making you not realize yunho was standing at the door.

yunho cursed at the view he was getting, unaware that you heard him.

"fuck...."

you looked up and saw yunho starring at you. you were surprised but then saw his pants bulging up. giving him a not so innocent look and smile.

"you want some help with that? come join me then."

yeosang

"y/n? baby?"

you were in your own world and were about to orgasm until you heard something drop to the floor.

you sat up and saw yeosang at the doorway, it was his bag that fell onto the floor. he covered his face of embarrassment for walking in on you.

"i-uhm....sorry.."

"wait yeo..you uhm wanna help me? please?"

san

"y/n?! im back!"

san walked into the bedroom, hoping that you were in there but you weren't there. until he heard whimpers from the bathroom.the door was unlocked, he saw you taking a bath but also in a hopeless mood.

"fuck...let me come please..."

"you wanna come that bad?"

you looked and saw san standing there. you couldn't careless that he caught you, you just wanted to come. you were more than happy that he was finally home.

mingi

mingi left to go grab a few things at the dorms which gives you 30 mins til he came back. you grabbed your little secret toy you bought without him knowing and got to work.

mid-way of coming, you needed a boost to reach your climax.

"oh my gosh-...min..mingi-ah! fuck!"

"yes baby? you called me?"

mingi was standing at the doorway, smirking at you. he bit his bottom lip and walked towards you. let's just say mini never really left.

wooyoung

your boyfriends was always edging you to the point you always asked him for help. you hated how easy it was for him to tease you, but to him it was "fun" to see you struggle.

he decided to tease you again but leave you hanging. you tried to get his attention but nothing worked. you got fed up and went to the bedroom and pulled out your bunny vibrator.

setting it at a nice speed, you moaned and whined. it was working but you needed something more. your soft whines echoed through the house as he came to the bedroom, watching you suffer a bit more.

"you want my help? beg for it babygirl."

"please...help me da-daddy..."

jongho

jongho came home to a quiet house unaware that you were already home. he reached the bedroom and paused. stunned. in shocked but also turned on. seeing you struggle to please yourself was like a hallucination.

the way you moved your body as you were about to come. soft whimpers and moans were coming out of the beautiful mouth of yours.

"jongho...ah please help me..."

he walked closer to you but you weren't aware that he was already home. he pulled you closer to him, causing you to jump out of your euphoric state. you felt his hard cock, pressing against your soaked core.

"you needed my help right?"

[greazyfloz]

Hiii, can I request a 1,2 and 4 angst with quinn please! Xxx

ANGST: 1.“I told you to leave. Why are you still here?”, 2. “Whatever, I’m leaving” “Don’t call me!”, & 4. “What are we?” “I can’t keep living this way” w/ Quinn Hughes

Can't Do This

Quinn and I were never officially dating, but we acted like it. We both gave off serious vibes that we were into each other, well, until tonight. I was friends with Jack growing up and somehow at the beginning of summer Quinn and I got involved with each other. Jack was fine with it because he said he always had a feeling I had a crush on Quinn.

We were secretive about what was going on and it started to make feel bad about myself. He continued dming and liking girls pictures on instagram and I just had enough of it all.

We were all out by the pool with a couple of the boys friends, it was labour day weekend so a bunch of their friends were able to come to the lake house. I had my feet dipped in the pool as I sat beside Faith, Trevor's new girlfriend as all the boys were playing water volleyball. Quinn's phone buzzed and he looked over at me.

"Can you see if that's Josh?" Quinn says as we were awaiting for Josh's arrival.

"Sure" I say standing up and making my way over to the lounger where he placed his phone. I flip over his phone and instead see a DM on instagram from someone named Camille. I get nosey and unlock his phone.

_quinnhughes: Hey!

randomigmodel: Hey!

_quinnhughes: you in Van?

randomigmodel: Yes I am ☺️

_quinnhughes: let me take you out when I get back

randomigmodel: I'd have to think about that...

_quinnhughes: trust me, you'll have a good night;)

randomigmodel: Oh that's what you really want

randomigmodel: I'm down for that 😏

randomigmodel: Let me know when ur back 😏

"What he say?" Quinn says and I look over at him trying hard not to show the anger raging inside of me but instead of my face deceiving me, my mouth does.

"It was Camille. She says she's down to fuck just let her know where and when" I say putting his phone back down before leaving everyone in the backyard and making my way into the kitchen.

I sit in the kitchen for a second before the door slides open again. Faith walks in and shuts the door behind her. "Hey- Oh my gosh, are you okay?" she asks me. I didn't even realize I was crying until she said that.

"I'm fine" I say quickly rubbing the tears away, "I don't know why I keep coming back here every weekend"

"Is it Quinn?" she asks me coming around the island where I was standing and wrapping her arm around me. "He is just in that phase" she says trying to comfort me.

"Well, when is he going to leave it?!" I say slightly aggressive and Faith steps back, "I'm sorry Faith. It's just so frustrating"

"It's okay, it sucks I understand-" she starts but the door sliding open and closed grabs both our attention, "I'll leave you two". She says leaving me with Quinn in the kitchen.

"What sucks?" Quinn asks coming closer to me, "Are you crying?"

"No Quinn" I say turning away from him but he walks around me

"Yes, you are"

"Quinn seriously, you are the last person I want to talk to or even look at right now!" I say before leaving the kitchen and making my way to the spare bedroom I was occupying for the weekend.

Quinn follows and slides in front of the door before I can open it. "What is that suppose to mean?" he asks me.

"Quinn, I'm so fucking confused okay?!"

"Why?!" Quinn yells back, his tone finally matching mine before the front door opens. I roll my eyes at the amount of times people entering rooms have interrupted me tonight.

"Hey" Josh says grabbing Quinn's attention allowing me to step around him and into the room. I quickly fix my makeup and put my hair up into a messy ponytail as the party was starting up soon, before calming myself down enough to go back out.

I didn't end up going back out with everyone until about an hour later, I made my way over to Trevor, Faith and Jack. I smile at them pretending nothing was wrong.

"Are you okay?" Jack leans in

"I'm fine" I say smiling at him doing a good job acting as if nothing was wrong.

"I don't believe you" Jack says, "Did the DM bother you?"

"No" I say back and he gives me a look that says 'yeah right', "Seriously, I'm fine"

"Then why is Quinn way over there, and you are way over here?"

"Trouble in paradise?" Trevor chimes in earning an elbow from Faith.

"Why do I have to initiate everything, Quinn isn't coming over here?" I say defending myself, "Where is the cooler?" I say looking around and Jack points across the pool deck beside Quinn.

They all watch as I make my way over and open the cooler beside Quinn, grabbing his attention as I look through the cooler for the drink I am looking for.

"What are you looking for?" Quinn asks and I ignore him, "White Claw?"

"No" I finally answer him as I pick a random drink and stand up facing him, "Sorry, I'm just exhausted from the sun" I lie as I feel Jack watching from the other side of the pool.

"It's okay" Quinn smiles as Josh comes over

"Hey!" he says bringing me in for a hug

I begin chatting to Josh as more and more people come and join the conversation. As the night goes on, I get tired of acting like I'm not upset about everything and sneak off to the small beach at the edge of the lot.

I begin throwing rocks into the lake until I feel arms wrap around my waist turning me around to face him. I look up to see Quinn leaning in to kiss me but I turn my face.

"What?" Quinn says looking offended

"What are we Quinn?" I ask him stepping back. I wait for his response but all I get from him is the visual of him scratching the back of his head as if he his thinking about it. I roll my eyes and start walking towards the house.

"Y/n, wait. Is this about what you read earlier?" he asks me and I stop dead in my tracks before turning back to look at him. I try to think of what to say but I blank. I turn back around and continue making my way to the house."Would you stop?" Quinn says as we enter the house. I ignore him entering my room.

"Quinn, I can't keep living this way" I finally say to him.

"What way?"

"Are you fucking stupid?" I ask him, "Do you not see how much these girls you DM and talk about hurt me?" I continue and Quinn just shakes his head. "Get out Quinn!" I say turning to my suitcase and throwing stuff in it.

"What are you doing?" Quinn says watching me pack

"I told you to leave. Why are you still here?”

no response just blank stare

"Whatever, I'm leaving!" I say brushing past him grabbing my car keys on the nightstand and opening the door, "Don't call me!" I say slamming the door behind me.

[eris-snow]

Deku's birthday series Q n A!

This will most likely be my last post pertaining to the Deku's birthday series for awhile. I'm sorry it came out late! 😭

There are some behind-the-scenes screenshots over on my Instagram if anyone wants to see, so go visit my post after you’re done reading this! https://www.instagram.com/eris.snow/

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Katsuki, slamming the door open: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

Now, I have no idea what you’re—

Katsuki: NO! YOU HAVE EVERY IDEA WHAT YOU’RE DOING. HOW DARE YOU, LEAVE ME WITH THE NERD AND HIS FUCK-ASS MEMORIES. FREAKING. FUCK. YOU!

Come on, it can’t be that bad—

Katsuki: JUST SUCK FACE WITH HIM ALREADY

No.

Katsuki: I will kill you and make it look like an accident, come here you—

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Hey I’ve always wanted to do one of these.

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Question: Is there going to be a part 3? Deku birthday series

Ans: Yes, there’s going to be a part 3, and it will be the last part of this Izuku trilogy of Deku’s birthday series! (Because I’m unwilling to milk this more than necessary)

Question: Why the ending? (Aka, why did you write another cliffhanger ending that’s so unsatisfactory) -Revelation

Ans:

The answer to that is that I felt it was a little unfair to have Izuku have Starlight handed to him on a silver platter. Frankly, I want to see him work for Starlight, because she’s worth it, and we haven’t really seen that. Also, angst.

Question: What can we expect in the next part?

Ans:

Definitely more flashbacks from Izuku’s point of view. Also, it will be a happy ending, confirmed. I think it’ll be a little irritating to see things go nowhere if I make a part 4. I really don’t like dragging things out longer than necessary, but the next part should be more Izuku-centric. Plus, there are a bunch of scenes I wanna write that are now unlocked because Izuku remembers, so stay tuned for that!

Question: How did you come up with the story’s narrative? -Secret

Ans:

Honestly, I have no idea. As I was writing the first two chapters, I was bouncing ideas off with one of my loved ones, and it just clicked. I did a little reshuffling, and then ironed out a cohesive storyline. Secret came at like a odd spot of, should I write a birthday series for him, because I did it for bakugou. On Tumblr, it was a lot more popular than I thought it would ever be, and Secret struck a gold mine with my AO3 audience.

Question: Do you relate to Starlight (Y/n)?

Answer: In some ways, yes. Sometimes, you’re afraid to let go of pain when that’s all you’ve ever known, and I wanted to show that. After all, Izuku and Y/n are teenagers. They have no idea what they’re doing, just working with bits and pieces. Kinda like how sometimes, we have no idea what we’re doing at whatever age we’re at. Also Starlight’s internal debate of whether to accept the offer of removing one of her feelings, and dissociating herself. Sometimes, cutting of feelings seem better, especially when you need to steel yourself. But no one should ever cut their feelings of entirely.

Question: What’s next in terms of your content?

Answer:

Er, a lot. First, I need to finish Anachronism and Juxtaposition, because I’ve been delaying doing that. And request, oh, gosh I’m so sorry to anybody who put in a request recently. But, I’ve still got lots of ideas I want to put out! Thank you for supporting me, and I hope that you’ll enjoy my other series! If you have any suggestions on what my long fic should be about, you can ask me on Tumblr or Dm me on Instagram at eris.snow!

Question: What’s next for Deku’s birthday series?

Answer:

Err, I really want to do an audio adaptation of this (Something like a CD drama), because I’ve had offers from really nice people to turn my story into something like an audiobook. I don’t think that’ll be really good for my work, so I kinda want to turn my story into a script and pull strings together to make it into a CD drama, ASMR roleplay, honestly idk what to call it.

Still working it out though! If you want updates or to ask for more questions about that, you can find me at eris.snow on Instagram and tumblr (I post more on Tumblr, like the freak I am). Looking for VAs interested to voice these people, so if anyone wants look forward to a post coming out somewhere in November ish that will release more details!

It’s going to be my first time doing something like that, so if anyone has any pointers, please tell me, I need all the help I can get 😭

PS: This is only tentative. I’ve expressed interest in doing it, but nothing is set in stone yet! However, if there are people interested in this idea, then I’ll definitely take it into consideration whether or not this will, or will not happen!

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That’s all I want to address. Hope this clears things up for everyone!

[bbs-backlog-challenge]

Fin or Bin: Soundodger+

The dice gave me a string of rhythm games in a row during my unscheduled time off from Tumblr. Funny how that works out sometimes. Between Klang Two, Melody’s Escape, and now Soundodger, it is Soundodger that kept me coming back the most.

I mean gosh, just look at it. It’s like the child of Super Hexagon and Touhou, of course I’m into it. Circular bastards around the edge of the arena spew projectiles in time with the music Sound, and you must Dodge them. It’s very minimalist with no twists or surprises; take a hit and the song distorts for a moment, and any projectiles that leave the arena during this distortion no longer count towards your score.

More importantly for me, there is an actual progression involved, with new songs being unlocked by your total cumulative score across all the songs you have played. That means there's a reason to go back and redo a level when you completely beef it other than chasing a high score, and a reason to play that one song that you really just don't like at all.

Speaking of, the music is a little hit or miss. That's entirely subjective of course- no one is going to like every song- but the inclusion of some mellow vocal tracks is odd to me. The thumpy high-tempo numbers fare a lot better in my opinion, but it's varied enough that you'll find something to bop to.

Fin or Bin:

Having mentioned Super Hexagon- I have to tell you there is a track from SuperHex's musician Chipzel in the User Levels, included as part of the (free?) DLC, and it is BY FAR the best level in the entire game. The stage itself even references the secret ending of Super Hexagon! Chipzel simply doesn't miss, and I recommend Soundodger based on that track alone. Fin!

(Steam)

[elephant-in-the-pride-parade]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I have been tagged by @timetravelbypen, yayyyy!! :D

1. How many works do you have on AO3?:

53

2. What's your total AO3 word count?:

1,521,662

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Sailor Moon, Star Trek: Voyager, Star Trek: Prodigy, And one Harry Potter story, the xover.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Parent Trap (301)

Sailor Moon H: Order of the Phoenix (283)

Sailor Moon H: Half-Blood Prince (217)

Out of Reach (currently taken down) (150)

Eden's Deception (149)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I always try to respond to comments. I especially love when people have questions or want hints about what comes next.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

HAHAHAHAHA oh boy. Um... you... you want me to choose just one? hmmm... Alright so honestly I think while Afterimage and What Even is Three Minutes did numbers on the J/C crowd, nothing tops the cliffhangers at the end of Sailor Moon H: Half-Blood Prince in terms of how much angst they induced in readers. The double whammy: (1) the youngest senshi getting turned into a horcrux and taken hostage by Bellatrix Lestrange and (2) Morgana Avery, the OC whom I had carefully crafted to be a character you loved burning up her boyfriend's shop with dark magic and then casting the Dark Mark in order to infiltrate the death eaters as an undercover spy... My betas and I were taking bets on whether I'd get readers coming after me with pitch forks for that one.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

There's a few contenders but I don't think any happiness quite compares to Captain Kathryn Janeway in The Captain's Secret Santa, getting a puppy for Christmas.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

A smattering of memorable flames which I try to save to reflect back on when I need a good laugh.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

*opens trench coat* Smut you say? Well gosh golly gee. What in the blazes could that be? SMUT. Funny word. Hmmm. I'm not sure I know anything about that.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have written exactly two. Sailor Delta is on hold for the moment because the other one Sailor Moon H has one story to go. And i think if there were an award for craziest crossover I would submit that one and have a good chance to be in the running. It would win on craziest word count and probably on shenanigans too. And then it had the nerve to give itself a real plot. I started that as a crack fic and it got a mind of its own. And I am still writing it 8 years later XD.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I had all of my unlocked works on AO3 gobbled up by the initial crawl that Open AI used to build Chat GPT and that SUCKED. Not because it's been reproduced wholesale but because they'll use my hard work to make millions of dollars and all of the writers who were included in that dataset are both uncredited and uncompensated. I don't think I've ever had a fic stolen by another human. But if you do see what looks like my fic anywhere fishy, kindly let me know!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No one has but I would be open to it!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I've co-written a few!

One for a challenge with @magdalenejaneway,

one with Dawn47 when I was there as a Shakespeare assist.

memorable live-writing adventures with @trekflower. (one of my favorite people to write sexy fic with.)

And the longest one, which I am still so impressed we finished (and still one of my favorite things to reread) was the big Threshold AU Season 7 with @jellybeansarecool

I've talked about cowriting with @theredheadedcaptain but we both agreed that given our penchant for massively long fics that combining both of those tendencies was a very dangerously large project to contemplate XD

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

J/C is very near and dear to my heart but so is the Outer Senshi OT3 and I could never choose between them.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I am determined to finish all of my WIPs. Yes even SMH. Yes I know its been going on for 8 years. I am SLOW, okay. SLOW. Not lost. I know precisely how I want that thing to go.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I don't like tooting my own horn but okay... I feel confident in my ability to plot a long fic and see it through. In my ability to write something that brings you to your knees with emotion. And I do a damn good villain speech.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Time management. Word Count management. Oneshots.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Depends if it's there to be understood in context or there to stand out as not understood. I'd write dialogue in another language if it was there to be understood. I'd gloss over it if the intention was that the character and reader shouldnt understand it. I also wouldnt do it for whole lines of dialogue unless it was for a very good reason. Would prefer to throw in only the untranslateable words or to use greetings/honorifics and other smaller phrasal cues to indicate which language is being spoken.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

W.I.T.C.H. in 2009-2010

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Two:

I fell in love with writing The Universe to Mend this year and I've already re-read it once since finishing it in October. It brought me so much joy. It was such a fun challenge. and I think it was some of the best character work I've ever done.

While I wince when I re-read some of the typos, Pax Lunae was still the first ever story that I felt proud of and that remains true today. It was a challenge to dive into the lore of Sailor Moon and create something that could be canon. It was also the first fic I could hold up and say "Hey! I wrote something the length of a novel. I could write a novel" And I like to reread it to remember that feeling. Someday I'll have a chance to clean up some of the spelling too..

Alrighty let's see. I want to tag @theredheadedcaptain @divinemissem13 @jellybeansarecool and @curator-on-ao3 if they'd like to take a crack at it. and anyone else who follows me and wants to - go for it!.

[pqrachel]

Fucking Amazing Game Alert

So Goodbye Volcano High just came out today, and I played it all in one sitting. (6.9 hours, nice) And like holy fucking god. It was so good. I mean it was buggy in places and some of the minigames weren't fully polished but whatever. The storyline, and the characters, and the music, and the story!!

Heads up. Minor spoilers but I wanna talk about it so here I go. HUGE REVIEW / INFODUMP BELOW (There's also a bunch of screenshots from my playthrough mostly of the last couple episodes.)

Fang's VA sounded like Chloe from Before the Storm (not Ashly Burch but Rhianna DeVries) and it was so cool, and speaking of Life is Strange, there's so much Life is Strange vibes throughout the whole thing. Apocalypse, queer teens, great music!

Oh my gosh great music! The music minigame didn't work 100% but when they did it felt so great and I loved all of the songs actually all of them.

The main cast was great Fang was relatable and flawed and well written. And I loved them so much. Trish was an amazing backup to Fang and drove the story so well. Reed was amazing especially as GM, and his L&L character Sydd was hot as fuck. Sage and Stella were great and reminded me so much of my friends @hearthurian and @spookyscarynik it was amazing. While not everything matched up them, Sage being a femme presenting trans boy was handled well and remind a lot of Arthur. Especially him talking about horoscopes and being so invested in Stella but still being so strong on his own, and Stella crushing on fictional characters was so Nik lol. And they just kept being so great as a duo even if they weren't dating in game. I ship it. Rosa was nice but I definitely missed some scenes with her and after seeing the name of the achievement "Surprise Friendship" I do wish I knew what her story was like. Naser was so fun, was a well written older brother character, and did great in the L&L session.

And Naomi. <3 Lovely Naomi, her reveal as the secret admirer was done so well. Like even though I was thinking maybe it was her the reveal that I was right in the end of the 3 episode had me screaming, I loved it so much!!! And their short time together was great and I really want the best for them even if their world's story is almost definitely ended.

The game aspect of it wasn't great, like honestly this could have been a short miniseries kind of thing, like Looking for Alaska and it could have been so much better. Because as medium all the game aspect let me do was play along to the music (which I did like though), and miss some scenes because I didn't choose the right dialogue options. I guess there were the unlockable flashback but those could have been added as like little cut between episodes or commercials. (Maybe like the Sk8 the Infinity stingers idk) I did like getting multiple dialogue options but if choosing ones that felt right to me means missing out on scenes, it's not worth it. Like I really wanna see all the story has to offer and it's a shame I couldn't see the full story just because they wanted the story choices to feel important. According to the achievements I missed scenes with Rosa, Stella, Trish, and Reed.

Rosa's story felt the most lacking. Stella's story felt fine as a side character but maybe I just don't know what I'm missing. I kept wanted to see more of Reed's story but it never happened. Trish's story felt whole as I got it but apparently I still missed something, possibly connected to Rosa's story but maybe it was just more with her. Maybe I'll go back if there's a guide on which dialogue options result in getting to see every scene in the last act (the achievements say it's possible to get all of them in one playthrough), but that depends on how restrictive it is and how much that would take me out of the game. I might do it like how I did the Life is Strange Ultimate playthrough a few years ago, where I looked at the wiki to get every scene I wanted. Cuz yeah I could just play the game over and over again but seeing a story like this over and over again can make it lose its magic. I know the last time I played Life is Strange definitely wasn't anywhere near as impactful as it was the first couple of times I played it. I couldn't even finish True Colors on my second attempt going for 100% because it just felt like I wasn't in the story like I was the first time I played it, and I don't want this game to be the same. It deserves better, so I'm just gonna leave it at one playthrough for a while and MAYBE I'll come back to it at some point.

And now for the storyline. Holy feels dude. So much worm drama! The story is so deep and emotional and tackled a bunch of rough issues really well, all with an amazing friend group. Dealing with the apocalypse felt so real after the pandemic, and that brought a lot of emotions back up which felt almost nice? now that I'm in a better place and have had to sit with them. And having dealt with my dad's death last year, some of the family scenes did hit me more than I was expecting even if I wasn't too close with him or my family. Fang being non-binary was handled so well and all the scenes with their parents deadnaming and misgendering them also hit me really hard, Naser was being supportive the whole time and that meant a lot. And even though the scene at the end with Fang's parents correctly calling them Fang and them saying they love you back felt a little undeserved, it's the end of the world and there's some love there even if they don't fully understand Fang. Which doesn't always happen with trans people and their parents so I guess I'm happy for them if their happy.

The Battle of the Bands plot was fun, after reading Steph's story (the Life is Strange book) [SPOILERS FOR THAT], I wasn't actually expecting Worm Drama to win. But I guess even more amazingly they did and it didn't matter; and they had to find their own meaning in their music and with their friends. And they did, and it was great.

The dino characters were great. It was like lowkey furry energy (I mean that in a good way) but it wasn't just thrown it. They thought about it the emojis faces and hands were dinos. All the character's clothing made sense with their dino features. (I loved Fang's horn choker thingy.) It just brought me into the world way more than took me out of it.

[lgbtqiadnf]

Me and My Husband <dnf>

HAI!! Hello :) I said I'd post by the end of the month but spring break is here so might as well post yk? BTW this was supposed to be a one shot, but like this is taking too long so here is technically, "The first part," well, its the first 5 pages !! (outta 10 pages + this is a wip) also I'm doing this bc I miss my bf sm XP I get to see him SOON THO! Not like how dteam say soon too!! OKAY KLETS BEING!! <chapter 1>

Sorrow.

Sorrow is how Dream felt, 

Something was missing, no, not Patches, she was tucked in, 

No, it was her uncle, Sapnap, he was on a so-called business trip and wouldn’t be home, 

What was missing?

Dream sat on his empty bed, staring at his unlocked phone as if he was waiting for a notification,

 “Papa?” Patches knocked on Dream's door, “Yes, honey?” Dream turned off his phone, putting all his attention on his daughter, 

“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Dream scooped her up, putting her in his bed, “I miss him,” Patches voice was squeaky, “I miss George too, he’ll be back, he just went to his old home for a couple weeks,” Dream brushed his hand through her hair,

“I want da home,” She was sobbing, lightly, “He’ll be home, I promise,” Dream tried to calm her down, “What if he likes his old home more and doesn't want to come back,” Dream was a bit taken back by her overthinking, “He wouldn’t stay there, he loves you too much,” Dream smiled, hugging Patches, 

“Does he love you?” Dream was reminded of the many times he begged George to tell him, ‘I love you,’ “I would guess, I’m your dad, he’s also your dad, and like,” Dream blushed, “Do you love him?” “Yes, of course!” Dream giggled, 

“I love da too, I love you too!” Patches smiled, showing off her imperfect teeth, “Do you wanna try and call him?” Dream suggested even though there was a high chance George was busy, “YES!” Patches shot up from Dream's bed, “I text him first, then we’ll see if we can call him,” Dream smiled and got on his phone,

He texted George, “Why does da’s name have a heart and flower emoji next to it?” Dream put those there as a joke, “Because,” “You and da are married, right? Like Lucy's parents?” Dream and George weren’t married, they weren’t even dating, they just shared custody of Patches, “Uhm, yeah, me and George are married!” Dream joked to make Patches feel better.

After a couple minutes, Dream got a reply to his, ‘Hi, patchy misses you,’ “he said…’Hey, I miss her too, tell her I said that,’” Dream read out to Patches, “Can I have your phone?” Patches put out her hand, “sure,” Dream handed her his phone, 

A couple seconds later, he got his phone back,

‘DA!!!!!!!!! I miss u so muxh!!!!!!! Whn r u comig home????????? Pa misss u lots to! :( he told me u 2 r married!!!! Why did u not tell me:(‘

“Honey, what?” Dream narrowed his eyebrows, “hm?” Patches tired eyes made her more guilty,

“I was— honey, me and George aren’t like Lucy's parents,” Dream didn't want to ruin her mood, “well yeah, you and da don’t act married in front of people, oh my god! Is that you and da married a secret!” “Yes, even from George, it's a secret,” That confused Patches, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to tell him,” Patches hugged Dream, “Its okay, just don’t go off telling Geo—“ a notification came from Dreams phone, 

‘PATCHY!!!! Hi, patchy:) I missed you too :( I promise I’ll call when I’m no longer busy !! Tell your father I miss him, but not as much as I miss you!! And sorry for not telling you about me and your father :( We just didn’t understand our feelings at first? Yes, me and your father are in fact married!!! Tell your friend Lucy she can come to our wedding!!!!’ 

“You and da are married! Oh my gosh! Yay!” Patches giggled, but all Dream could do was blush, “Yeah, honey! Now, why don’t you go to bed, its late, you don't wanna miss uncle Saps arrival, do you now?,” Dream tucked Patches into his bed and planted a kiss on her forehead, she shook her head, “Okay, goodnight, love you,” Patches smiled, waving, “Night, love you too,” Dream waved back and left his room.

Dream stared at the stupid text message George sent for Patches, ‘Hi, it's your “husband” why tf would you lie to patches about us being married?’ 

‘I’m not lying?’ Georges boldness was thick

‘Yes you are? Wdym?’ Georges cocky behaviour made Dream feel less sorrowful, 

‘Don’t be idiotic, Clay, you know exactly what I mean,’ 

‘Idiotic? What the fuck? George this isn't something we should joke ab with our daughter, daughter, George, not some random person online,’

‘Clay? Is that you? Or some random person?’ 

‘It's me, are you even George? Or are you some random idiot,’

‘Nope, still George, your fiancé :)’ 

‘Okay, George, stop, we can’t lie to Patches!’ 

‘Stop telling me I’m lying, I'm not lying, you’re just forgetting!’

‘George, there's nothing going on between us, were just friends’

‘Friends? Funny, you’re so funny, are you sure you don’t remember? When you first adopted patches, and told me I had the opportunity to share custody? You don’t remember what you said?’

‘I just said, you and I could share custody of her, nothing else’

‘Yeah, that's it, sure, I remember something you said but ig you forgot :(‘

‘What did I say?’ 

‘Smth like “omg George I can't live without you, I need you so bad, please bare my child with me and be my fiancé!!!!!” I think that's what you said, always could be wrong tho 💀💀💀💀’ 

‘WHAT’ 

‘Do I need to provide the video you sent?’ 

‘Yes!!!’

George sent him a video of Dream, seeming not sober, George had screen recorded their facetime call, “George, please, marry me, I need you so bad, I can’t live without you, I seriously can’t, it hurts to not see you every day, please George, come to the US and come to me and your new daughter,” Dream slurred, on the edge of tears, 

“My new daughter? Marry you?” George's tone was so sarcastic it wasn't funny anymore, “Yes, marry me, we could be a family, us as the dads of Patches,” George could hear Dream smile through the phone, “Patches is my new daughter?” “Yes, our daughter,” “Okay, I’m down to get married but like are there any benefits?” “Free editing, for like, a kiss or something?” “Anything else?” “There's more, I’m too tired to tell you,” Dream on cue, yawned and rubbed his eyes, 

“Okay, tell me them later, go to sleep, bye goodnight, ’babe’” George laughed at the little bit he did, “Why are you being such an idiot?” Dream laughed at Georges laugh, “I’m not, your the idiot for marrying me,” George rolled his eyes, “go to bed, Dream, I’m literally hanging up if you don’t,” “Don’t leave me,” “I’m hanging up, bye,” “No you are—“ The screen recording ended, leaving Dream was left starstruck, 

‘Got the evidence you need?’ Dream could just imagine the stupid grin George was wearing, 

‘I was obviously drunk, George,’ 

‘Drunk or not, you proposed, I said yes (kinda) and we are now I guess ‘legally’ fiancé,’ 

‘No, if this is true, then I’m breaking up with you, I’m not getting married to you,’ 

‘Okay...you’re telling Patches, I won't be home for weeks and I don’t wanna ruin my coming home day by telling her we aren’t married,’

‘I don’t wanna make her feel bad!!’ 

‘No, its fine, just ruin her mood, it’s cool :)’ Georges text made Dream scoff, 

‘I can't do that!’ 

‘Well, we either get married (we would fake it or whatever if you don’t wanna actually make a commitment or like you can marry someone else and they’ll be my replacement, Patches will have a mom!!! Omg!!!! Or another dad, whatever you want ofc) or we break up and she is heartbroken! Choice is yours :D’

‘George you’re insane! Clinically insane, I’m going to need like a day, no 2 days to think ab this!’ Dream groaned, he didn’t want to make her feel bad but a fake marriage? Was George mental? Fake marriage was the first thing he could really think of? 

‘I gave you 2 options, take as long as you will, you will have to make a decision,’ 

‘Fuck you,’ Dream turned off his phone, he no longer felt sorrow.

Guilt? No, no that isn't it, it was a nicer emotion,

Happy? Not quite, what was it?

Dream felt an emotion he never seemed to feel, it felt nice, really nice.

The next morning, Dream had ‘slept’ on the couch, in reality, all he did was sulk and miss George,

 “WAKE UP!” A loud scream entered his ear, “Quackcity is here! Pa! Quackcity!” Patches held Quackity’s hand, she was wearing a dark purple shirt with a minion on it, George got it for her, and light purple leggings, “oh my god, look, my name isn’t ‘Quackcity’ its fucking—“ “OH MY GOD! HE SWORE!” Patches pointed at quackity, “This fucking kid,” he whispered so only him and dream could hear,

“Why did you let uncle Quackity in?” Dream asked, tiredly, “He let himself in,” Patches smiled, “Yeah, and I picked out her fit! Rate it," "7,” Dream couldn't help remember George with her shirt, it looked like the one George had, “7? Only? Patches, teach this guy a lesson," "Okay, when you mix blue with red, it makes purple, when you mix yellow with blue it makes green!” Patches joyfully talked about this new concept of colours, 

“Don’t tell George, he’ll get scared,” Dream joked about Georges colour blindness, “Does Da not like colours?” “How can he like them if he can't see them?” Dream tried to explain, “Why can’t he see colours?” Patches voice had a hint of sadness, “He got into a freak accident and then one day he woke up and couldn’t see colour,” Quackity joked, “No no, Uncle Quackity is lying, he just was born that way!” “Just like how I was born with white spots?!” 

Patches pointed at her multi-coloured skin, the contrast of dark brown and white made her look very unique and special, “Yes, just like you and your white spots, and your white heart too!” Patches had a small white spot, which looked like a heart on her forehead, it was her favourite one, “Does Da have hearts in his eyes?” Dream laughed, it would make George look like a cartoon if he had hearts in his eyes, “He does, but you can only see the hearts when he looks at Dream,” Quackity nudges Dream's shoulder, “Isn’t that right, Dream?” 

Dream cleared his throat, “Hm, I don't know?” Quackity laughed, “Yeah, yeah, he doesn't know!” Patches looked confused like she didn't get a joke that they both got, “When is Da coming home?” She asked to switch up the conversation, “In like 3 or 4 weeks,” “That's too long! Can’t he just come home early,” Patches groaned, throwing herself on the couch, “No, it’ll be like he was never gone!” Dream enlightenment made Patches sad, “No, I do notice he’s gone,” 

“George's existence is too hard to forget, without him around, you really notice how much quieter and nicer it is!” Quackity smiled as if he was given a Nobel prize, “Ignore him! He’ll be back and he’ll bring you something as well!” Dream got up and took Patches outside, Quackity followed behind, “A gift?” Patches joyfully spoke, “Yes, a gift!” Dream brought her to the front lawn, “Now why don't you and Quackity play out here, Uncle Sap is coming back today!” Patches lit up, at her favourite uncle was coming back, “SAP! Oh my gosh! Can I wait outside until he comes?” Patches sat down on the green grass, Quackity joining her, 

“He’ll come later in the evening, so I don’t know if you want to stay out fo—“ “NO! I wanna stay!” Patches jumped up, cutting Dream off, “Okay have fun,” Dream smiled, and went back inside.

Dream couldn't get that stupid question that George asked out of his head, Fake marriage? Act like George’s husband just to make our daughter happy? Dream got flustered at the thought of what George and he would do if they were acting, hold hands? Sleep in the same bed?...kiss?! Oh my god, All these thoughts made Dream want to scream, 

Dream opened up his phone and messaged George, 

‘Are you busy?’ 

A reply came back, instantly,

‘No, why, does Patchy wanna talk!!!???’

‘No, I wanna talk,’

‘Oh, well, then I’m busy,’

‘No, you aren’t, idiot,’

‘Got busy, sry’

‘Its ab the fake marriage thing,’ 

‘Make your mind up?’

‘Yea,' Dream hadn’t made his mind up, he just wanted George's attention,

‘Oh, okay, so like, what do you wanna do?’ 

‘We should get married,’ Dream regretted every second of that message, from typing it out to full-blown sending it, 

‘Married? Fr?’ 

‘Yes, fr, I wanna get married to you:)’ 

‘Fake marriage, right?’ Dream could hear George's shaky voice saying that message,

‘It could be real if you want it to be,’ Dream wrote slyly,

‘No, no, fake is fine, plus like if we got married and you wanted to marry someone else, we would have to go through the whole divorce process, I'm too lazy for that,’ 

‘Why is it always me who wants to get married? Do you not wanna marry someone in the future?’

‘Idk, I don't meet anyone so like me dating someone is highly unlikely too,’ Dream laughed, 

‘But why am I the one getting married?’

‘Idk, I'm just saying it,’ 

‘Oh mhm, so like...wanna get fake married?’

‘Yeah, sure,’ 

This felt like some twisted dream Dream was having, it was he was going to wake up right as George came back and they did the full song and dance, he didn't want it to be a dream, he wanted to wake up and George was still his husband, even if it was fake,

HI! Its me again, Clay/Cat boy, WE"VE COME TO AN END </3 not the story but the chapter XP <3 Hope you enjoyed (FEEDBACK VERY APPRECIATED) BYE NOW <3

[theroyalthrones]

Behind the Scenes | Various Locations | Alland, Romagna, Orillia

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The apartment complex is dank and dark, The Man walks up his grimy staircase. Life didn’t turn out how he expected. Ends are hard to meet, he feels no remorse for what he’s about to do. This will put food on his table for weeks, maybe years. He’s giddy as he unlocks his door, his room no less messy than the hall.

He walks over to his office, really it’s a cheap desk in the corner of his studio apartment, and his bed is close. Maps and peg boards of celebrities hang over his desk. The light from the screen shines as if a version of heaven. it beckons him closer, he takes the seat. (we peer behind him as he is slightly illuminated)

His hands move over the mouse. camera equipment litters the table. we see a close up of his screen, he clicks send on the post. He scrolls through the messages, people are freaking out in the comments of the post. He goes to their hashtag, it’s becoming a trending on twitter.

He searches up YouTube and does a zoom-in on what he’s typing. He found a Youtube video about them already, he watches it. The views are climbing quickly. He then goes to open Gmail, he see’s some emails from some news publications. He clicks on one. He gasps, it’s for a large sum of money and they want more pictures.

The last things you see him type out are, “what can you do for me?” the image pans out once again. He’s at his desk, and the sun is streaming through his windows. The image to the back of him sitting at his desk.

Now we are in Francesca’s house, the sun is also streaming through her windows. she wakes up, and gets ready off screen. She walks into her building at work. People are running past her, rushing. The phones are ringing off the hook. People are taking a moment to look at her while she passes. she hears bits and pieces of conversation

C] ….she’s greedy- ….I can’t believe!-

Francesca feels uncomfortable walking into work. Things are as she’s never seen before and it makes her increasingly anxious.

She walks to her desk, but she is quickly intercepted by Lara. Her relief if quickly forgotten when she see’s the anxious look on Lara’s face.

F] Lara, what’s goin-

L] Don’t panic, check the site.

of course that only makes her panic more. She quickly checks out the content of the screen, a large image of her and Lucian pop up onto the screen. She gasps.

F] gasps No- Oh my god. oh my god- oh my gosh…

She springs out of her chair and rushes away. She goes up to the top of the building. the only safe space she might be able to find. She stumbles along as she takes her phone out of her bag. She’s shaking, she doesn’t know what to do. She doesn’t know what to think. What do they know, have they found out her secrets.

She calls Lucian. He yells over the phone:

L] Francesca! are you alright? I’m sorr- I’m sorry, this is all my fault.

F] Can you meet me somewhere? It- can’t be my apartment. (stressing) I don’t know where to go, Luc. I-

L] The park, meet me there.

F] she exhales

The park is not a long drive from her building. Lucian runs up to her, he is barely in a disguise, but is hoping he can get away with it. He cups her face in his hands. he’s worried for her.

L] I don’t see why this slipped through

L] No, you didn’t do your job, I need this resolved.

L]… it’s too late for Erasure, it’s everywh- [call ends]

L] CESCA, are you ok?? This isn’t how I wanted this to happen, I’m-

F] harshly Did you do this?

L] What? I-

F] Did you tell them!? Did you plan all of this? crying This was your idea wasn’t it.

L] You think I did this? hurt

F] Last night- you wouldn’t shut up about it!

L] scoffs I had no part of this, Francesca. To think you-

F] YOU WERE RECKLESS, and i told you! I never wanted them to know, I NEVER WANTED THIS!

L] I don’t get it, why are you so opposed to being with me? It’s like you’re disgusted with me.

F] Luc you don’t understa-

L] No, I think i do. I had no choice in who I was brought up to be, Cesca. And I thought you of all people would understand, but how could you? We’re different, From the start you could never get past that.

F] This isn’t about YOU. it’s never been about you!

L] —

F] Can’t you see that this will ruin me, You they will ruin me. My Career, my-

L] WHAT CAREER? this wasn’t your dream, Cesca! Maybe it’s better that this is happening to us. We can finally get back on track. What happened, for the last time? why did you drop out of SapienzaU!

F] chuckles Of course you’d say that, you will never know what it’s like! Not having the world at your fingertips. No, That’s a priviledge you take for granted every-damn-day, not everyone gets to be who they want to be. Not everyone get’s what they want out of life, least of all me.

[30tdl]

the cold annoyed city guy - a Ki Chunsung Playlist ☕️

“are you at the end of the earth now chunsung?”

☕️📱🔑💬🎼

◦ Cry Cry Cry - Coldplay

◦ Coffe Breath - Sofia Mills

◦ I Love You So - The Walters

◦ Sleep 잠 - Night Off

◦ Bubble Gum - Clairo

◦ sherlock- oceanfromtheblue

◦ Easily - Bruno Major

[n1k1tty]

keep it on the down low - nishimura riki

╰─ ever since you were selected as riki’s next partner for his upcoming dance collab, you may or may not have developed feelings for each other. but despite their companies not really supporting dating in their idol's careers, both riki and y/n tried to keep it on the down low. key word: tried

pairings: idol! riki x idol! reader

genre: fluff

It was around 2 am in the morning when you and Riki decided to stay for a little bit more to finish up the first part of the song.

"1 2 3 4, 5 6 7 8" Riki counts as you both move in sync, he smiles at your worn out figure laying down on the ground "tired? we can wrap this up if you want to"

He sits down next to you, handing you his cup of cold water. Your mind secretly going on frantic over his little gesture "Let's just finish this last part and i'm heading home- unless you're tired too-" you sip the water, sitting up.

"-Nah, nah i'm not tired yet" He shakes his head. crap, did that sound too desperate? Riki asks himself, trying his best to not make it seem like he was avoiding your gaze

"Alright then, 2:30 we'll leave" You say, walking towards the table as you place the cup. Riki seriously didn't know how calm and collected you were especially with just the two of you alone, together. No managers, no members, nada.

You start playing the music, feeling yourself getting more exhausted each minute that passed by. Sloppily moving your body with the rhythm. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Riki.

As the song ended, you both face each other. It was a part of the dance, but your face being barely an inch from Riki's wasn't. You both froze, not knowing what to do. Well, facing a different way was another solution, but neither of you wanted to do that, let's be honest.

At this moment, Riki didn't give a shit.

He grabbed you by the waist, faces inching closer by the second. But before your lips could touch—

“This one is for the boys with the boomin syst— Riki? Y/n?” Heeseung takes a second to blink, eyes refusing to see what he was seeing “I uh, I gotta go. My manager is asking if i’m at home. See you Riki, Bye Heeseung” You hurriedly pack your things, face red from embarrassment and the thought of you and Riki almost kissing.

“Hyung— I can explain—“ Riki walks towards him, trying to grab his hand “—Riki calm down, I wont tell” Heeseung chuckles, patting Riki’s bag “If you don’t know where my airpods are, then go walk her home. She’s not supposed to be out at this hour alone. I’ll take your stuff back to the dorm aight?”

“Oh gosh” you groaned, dragging your feet as you rethink what had happened “What should I do?” You pull your hair.

Just as you were about to turn to the corner you hear him call your name ‘No Riki! This is not the time!’ you panicked, but just before you could act as if you didn’t hear him, he taps you by the shoulder “Riki, just what the hell are you thinking chasing me right at this hour!?” You whisper-yell at him “I was just worried about you walking home at 3 am. Your company sucks for not getting you a driver”

“No I told them I could walk home” You chuckle, in Riki’s eyes you seemed so bothered. Noticing the way you dragged your feet and messy hair “Everything okay?” He asked, facing you

“Riki we’re doomed! Heeseung knows, and maybe dispatch is somewhere out there already taking pictures of us at this mome—”

He giggles “So what?” You gasp, mouth open. You seriously couldn’t believe this kid.

“So what?! Ugh, why do I even put up with you” facepalming as you groan

“Heeseung hyung said he wouldn’t tell, and I don’t care about dispatch, engenes know how close we are and does your fans. They’ll think this is a friendly gesture” Riki reassures you as he looked at the stars, finding peace within your presence.

“So don’t worry okay? Everything will be alright. And if they ever suspect anything, I’ll try to find a way to get us out of it” He stops by your doorstep “Well, this is your dorm, good night y/n—”

Without a thought running through your mind, you pecked Riki Nishimura. Immediately trying to unlock the door “Good night Riki” You smile, squealing once you closed it “I saw that” Ningning smirks. There goes your money.

—

It was the following week after your collaboration with Riki was released and so far everything was going great. Both your fans really liked the content you both made, appreciating your talents and especially loved your ‘friendship’

Riki was right, everything was going to be alright. No dispatch and no suspicions from the fans and both companies.

And ever since that night, you and Riki had decided to make it official. Both agreeing to keep it a secret for now until you were both ready.

Thankfully the fans recognized the playful personalities and cherished your friendship, making videos like “Y/n and Riki being chaotic in their (collab) behind” and “Riki and Y/n being the best friends everyone would want” Of course, your companies noticed the sudden increase of popularity for both groups and proposed an idea of having each other in shows, and other things that could possibly make you interact more. Almost immediately, you both were very supportive of the idea and agreed to do more shows.

—

You guys had an episode to go to the beach with the other Enhypen members. As you were filming the things that you were packing, Riki knocks on your door “Oh? Riki came~” you cooed, smiling at the sight of his head peaking through the door “Y/n! You’re packing more than necessary” He laughs, looking at the big pile of folded clothes.

After a few minutes, you decided to stop filming. Immediately throwing yourself into Riki’s arms “Are you excited?” you asked, rubbing circles on his back “not really— I mean yeah i kinda am but what if the other members—”

He pouts at the sound of you laughing “No ones gonna steal me Nishimura Riki. If that’s what you’re worried about” you squished his cheeks

“Now help me pick which swim suit I should wear”

“Okay :D” He gladly says, sitting patiently as you start gathering the options.

So far, filming with enhypen was fun, you got to play games in the pool, grill meat, answering mini interviews the other members held, you enjoyed it all.

Of course the trip wouldn’t be complete without you and Riki flirting with each other once in a while. Which caught both your fans attention, posting overly suspicious interactions between you and Riki. Leaving comments like “act surprised when they reveal that they’re dating” and “OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT: Y/n casually wrapping her arms around Riki’s neck while just staring at each other in today’s behind” all around twitter.

Jungwon being active on all social media platforms didn’t help either, resulting to him realizing that you and Riki were more than just friends. Soon enough the other members figure it out as well, silently sitting back and enjoying you both so oblivious towards the fact that everyone knew.

Meanwhile, you and Riki thought you were doing an excellent job at keeping it a secret. While resting on the same bed watching a movie, your manager barges in, shoving the phone into both your faces “Nishimura Riki, care to explain?”

A screenshot of Dispatch tweeting about your guy’s relationship is trending on twitter, following a few screenshots of fans posting about your relationship.

Your heart drops

His manager chuckled, “I already knew. Just came to tell you CEO Bang supports it and would like to have a meeting about confirming it”

Long story short, you both did agree to publicize your relationship and was extremely happy to hear that the fans supported you both

yall, i dont rlly like how i wrote this :( but i rlly missed posting so…. I SWEAR ILL MAKE BETTER ONES. i just need to find my motivation to do so :)

[dreadfutures]

for ixchel / dirthamen: death is the only god who comes when you call.

GOSH TAS this is so metal and perfect, I can't wait to expand on it more seriously.

But for now: @dadrunkwriting

-:-:-:-

His brother may have been the one to develop the practice of memory storage, but Dirthamen is the one who saw the true value in them, spent time archiving them.

His brother had been the first to discover the farthest paths of the Fade, but Dirthamen was the one who guided him back.

For all the ways in which they are different, they remain twins, mirrors and shadows to one another, all depending on the slant of the light in which they are observed. In godhood they are distinct, but they answer to all the same names: "Friend of the Dead" may be his brother's title, but Dirthamen is the one who wears the mantle.

Falon'Din is more likely now to create the dead than grant them company on their journey. But Dirthamen cannot resist.

Even now.

Few now dare to summon him to their side when they are ready to depart. Even fewer do so without warning. What once had been a fundamental truth in Elvhenan has now become little more than a quaint saying:

Death is the only god who comes when you call.

The wizened, the scholars, the proud—they are the most likely to send for him. They will barter their memories for passage, a tale for a new adventure. He walks the shifting paths with elders, with the world-weary, and they share their lives with him even as they leave it all behind. In return, he leads them deeper and deeper into the Dreaming until it begins to Fade where they will part ways. Dirthamen has seen much of that place, but to them, it is new, and he is always glad to deliver them to the experience that will last them beyond lifetimes.

As the ages pass and the myth of the Evanuris becomes more and more obscured in their lengthening shadows, even these calls become rare. No one believes they have anything of value to a living god. No one believes that their company alone might be worth the request.

So he finds himself longing of those journeys, when he had been spoiled for company beyond that of his blood-soaked brother. Dirthamen has hoped to take her there someday; in fact, he dreams of it, sometimes, even when he is awake.

Someday they will discover the secret to unlocking the chains that keep her mind fixed to her form, unravel the strange magic that is unraveling her. Then she will be free to see how time wraps around itself in the deepest Dreams, and he will share memories of the past and tellings of the future that the Fade offers only to those who know how to look.

He will show her the echoes of her footsteps, how they shape the arc of the world every time she bends a blade of grass. He dreams of following her, as she leads the expeditions into that liminal space where he believes she was born. He sees her dressed in starlight; he hears her laughter dancing with the songs of birds nature itself has not yet produced—his little sparrow, vun'ean, a bird with the heat of the sun trapped in its delicate breast.

But Dirthamen had never dreamed of this.

The cry erupts in his mind, pierces his breast, then vanishes. But her call leaves its shape in his mind indelibly. It is like one of his sister's arrows that pierces the fabric of the air and leaves a single thunderclap in its wake.

Perhaps that is what struck her.

It has been a long time since Dirthamen has been called in this manner. He must have made this journey a thousand times before, but the familiar paths are twisted. Fear comes to meet him, its black wings crowned with his golden vallaslin.

She is not afraid, Fear whispers to him. She knows you will come before the end.

Ixchel may not be afraid.

But Dirthamen is.

[manjiroscum]

Mini thirst here uwu. I just need more Bonten Mikey and his executives in my life. Sorry if this is OOC.

Tw: I attempt to write. Suggestive stuff??, jealous possessive Mikey and the boys

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You should dress for the job you want, not the one you have, right? Absolutely nothing inappropriate, right?

Well, working for Bonten as an assistant to the boss and his executives is a bit trickier. Sure, you wear appropriate blouses, pencil skirts, heels, etc. No matter though, the executives compliment you when you wear something they seem to like. Even Mikey lets out a compliment or two now and then, making you feel giddy. Thanks the great pay that comes with the position, your clothing has improved in quality and taste quite a bit.

That also applies to your undergarments. You’ve splurged on a few (many) lingerie sets that cost enough for a months rent. It’s your greatest secret pleasure, taking pictures of yourself in the absolutely lovely little sets. For you and no one else to enjoy. Your pictures won’t ever see the light of day, or so you thought.

One particular day, you received a text in the group chat requesting a photo of a specific painting that hung in Mikey’s office. Without thinking, you snapped a photo, and on autopilot, clicked around and sent it to the group. Not even a minute passed when your phone started buzzing like crazy. In a hurry, you unlocked and saw what was causing the buzz.

It was a picture of you in the white lingerie set you purchased last week. It was barely there material …so nothing was left to the imagination.

OH. FUCK.

The executives quickly showered you with compliments that started out sweet, and quickly getting more and more sexual in tone. Not to mention the separate texts they all sent you, with little emoticons or asking who the pictures were for. Did you have a boyfriend they didn’t know about? Jealousy clouded their minds.

OH FUCK. PLEASE NO.

The phone kept buzzing, with the men now discussing what else you’d look better in, without even taking note of your presence there anymore. A man hunt was being planned to find the (imaginary) bastard that was getting “treated” so nicely. Messages kept going off, and your cheeks were bright red. You wanted to die. Please god, you begged.

But god, laughing at you, sent you something even worse your way.

Mikey’s number appeared on your screen. Trembling, you answered the phone. Well. There goes your head. At least you won’t die of the embarrassment anymore.

“H-Hello…sir? How may-“

“That pretty face of yours looks so innocent. I’m going to punish you for sending pictures to my men, all dressed like that. I don’t like being made fun of.”

“S-Sir it was a mistake, please- I didn’t do it for them!“

“Then who was it for? A lover we don’t know about? Don’t you know you belong me to and Bonten alone? If there is a man in your life, you’re going to tell us where he is.”

“Eh? No! I don’t have a boyfriend! I just-“

“I will be back at headquarters in an hour. You can explain yourself to us there.”

“Us…? As in-“

“Yes. All of us.” The phone went dead. You hung your head, cheeks still hot.

All this because you just wanted pictures in cute underwear.

BEFSUSUSJS THE END 🤣🙈

Gosh i could just imagine the horror of sending the wrong pic 😭 that's like one of my fears too but lucky y/n 😩 getting compliments from Bonten and possibly get shared around 👀👀 fuck what a way to go indeed 😌 thank u for this bby 🥺💖

[angel-riki]

Dazed & Dreaming {Ch. 4}

summary: Y/N's life was always quite normal, some may even consider it boring. However, Y/N enjoyed her simple life and the little pleasures it brought. Unfortunately, that all changed the day she found out her best friend's biggest secret. Her discovery leads her down a rabbit hole of a new and confusing world she never knew existed. She must now navigate this new life filled with love, fear, and the supernatural. What awaits her down this path?

pairing: enhypen x reader (vampire au)

warnings: light swearing

words: 1,409

chapters: [Ch.1] [Ch.2] [Ch.3]

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You stood at your locker while stuffing all of the books needed for this weekend's homework into your backpack. You tapped your chin while scanning your locker. Hmm I think that's everything I'll need. You looked down at your phone to check the time. However, the date caught your eye instead as the realization hit you. Oh my god. Jake's birthday is tomorrow. You had completely forgotten. Jeez I'm a terrible friend, you sighed. There had just been so much going on recently, it had completely slipped your mind. You hadn't even gotten him a present yet. You stood there contemplating what to get him when suddenly, almost as if on cue, Sunoo appeared.

"Hey, Y/N!" He said with a cheerful smile.

"Oh, hi Sunoo!" You smiled back, although you were a bit confused. You and Sunoo had never really talked much before. You just met him for the first time last week, what business could he have with you?

"Sorry to bother you Y/N, but I just had a quick question for you," he began.

"Oh sure, what is it?" You ask. His eyes lit up as he continued.

"Sooo, it's Jake's birthday tomorrow and we were thinking of throwing him a surprise party! And since you're one of his closest friends, I was wondering if you'd like to help plan it with me and the rest of the boys." You were caught off guard by his request, it was almost like he knew that you were just thinking about Jake's birthday. What a funny coincidence. Regardless, you were excited to help out.

"Oh, that's a great idea, I'd love to help!" You replied.

"Yay! This is gonna be so fun, I can't wait!" He was full of excitement as he spoke. You chuckled. Cute. You and Sunoo continued discussing the party for a few minutes and it was decided that you were going bring the cake. You loved to bake so you were more than happy to do so. Shortly after Sunoo went off on his way, Heeseung approached you.

"Hey, Y/N," he said warmly. "Sunoo told me that you're in on the surprise party now, and I was actually going to grab some supplies after school so I was wondering if you'd like to come with me,"

"I'd love to," you said, smiling at him.

"Great," he replied, seeming quite happy that you accepted his offer. He didn't know what it was about you but as soon as you became friends, he wanted to be around you all the time. Something about you was just so addicting to him.

*****

You and Heeseung stood in the party aisle staring at the huge array of party supplies and decorations.

"Wow, there's quite a lot to pick from," you said. Heeseung nodded in agreement. Eventually, you both decided on some simple streamers and balloons as well as some birthday themed plates and napkins. Everything was black and ivory colored since those were Jake's favorite colors.

"This'll do," Heeseung said, satisfied.

"Yeah, let's go pay," you said while interlocking your arm with his. He had a difficult time keeping a smile from creeping onto his face as you did so.

You decided to go to the self-checkout since you were only buying a few things. You scanned all the items before putting them into a paper bag. The total appeared on the screen as you reached for your wallet.

"Oh don't worry about it, I got it," Heeseung said while pulling out his card.

"Don't be silly, I owe you for driving me around all the time. Let me pay, please?" You asked, although it was more of a command.

"Nope, I'm not letting you." He said with a teasing grin.

"Well, you're too late." You said as you beat him to the card slot. You faced him and stuck out your tongue. He rolled his eyes as you both laughed.

"I'll pay you back later." Heeseung said, not wanting to give up.

"Whatever you say," you retorted.

After you left the store, you headed back to the parking lot. Heeseung unlocked the car and put the bag in the backseat (he insisted on carrying it). He then shut the door before turning to you.

"Have you gotten a gift for Jake yet?" He asked.

"Uh, no not yet..." you answered. You were a bit embarrassed to admit that you still didn't have a present for him when his birthday was tomorrow.

"Perfect, I haven't either actually. Do you wanna go look around some shops and see what we can find?" He suggested.

"Oh, yeah. That sounds good," you said, relieved that you were both in the same boat.

You decided to check out the nearest clothing shop. After entering the store, you began looking around for something that Jake might like. Heeseung began his own search as well. You were looking through a rack of coats when you saw a huge faux fur coat. You giggled at the thought of Jake wearing it. You slipped it on and called out to Heeseung.

"Oh this is totally up Jake's alley, dontcha think?" You asked while striking a pose in the ridiculous coat. Heeseung snorted at you and nodded.

"Totally." He agreed sarcastically.

You continued to look through the rack a bit more before you found another hideous jacket. This one was neon green and covered in random zippers and buckles. It was incredibly tacky. So of course, you put it on.

"Gosh I look terrible in this. Then again, I don't think anyone would actually look good in it." You chuckled. Heeseung laughed along and shook his head.

"I think you'd look nice in anything," he uttered under his breath. Thankfully, you didn't hear him because if you did, your heart probably would of burst.

After looking around a bit longer, you eventually settled on a brown corduroy jacket and a bottle of cologne that you thought fit Jake's taste. Heeseung had picked out a nice pair of sneakers and a small ring. You both checked out before making your way back to the car. It had gotten rather chilly outside as you shivered and rubbed your hands together in attempt to keep them warm. Heeseung noticed you shivering and set both of the shopping bags down (he insisted on carrying them again) before turning to you and wrapping his hands around yours. You were caught off guard by his gesture. Your heartbeat picked up rapidly. He kept his hands around yours for a moment before looking back up at you.

"Better?" he asked with a kind smile.

"Y-yeah, thanks," you were definitely much warmer now, considering how hot in the face you had become. Luckily, it just seemed like your face was flushed from the cold. At least that's what you hoped Heeseung assumed. You made it back to the car and quickly climbed into the passenger seat as Heeseung put the rest of the bags in the back. He then returned to the driver's seat and immediately turned on the heat.

The ride home was pleasent as you both chatted and sang along to the radio. You were surprised to find out that Heeseung has a lovely singing voice. Could he get any more perfect?? You were a little bit sad when you arrived at your house, not wanting your time with him to end. You thanked him for taking you shopping as you climbed out of the car.

"No problem, thanks for coming with me. I had fun." He said happily.

"I had fun too," you said. You smiled and waved goodbye as he drove away. After heading inside, you went to grab your phone out of your jacket. As you stuck your hand in your pocket, you felt something else in there along with your phone. It felt like paper of some kind. You pulled it out to see what it was. It was a $20 bill. You stared at it in confusion before you realized where it came from. Oh my god, how and when did he even put this here?? You rolled your eyes and giggled. Heeseung did promise to pay you back after all.

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Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I didn't intend for the shopping trip to take up the entirety of it, but here we are hahaha. Regardless, thank you for reading and supporting the series, it really helps me stay motivated! :)

~Elle <3

[hyungieyoongi]

Choices: “Run Away to You” Part 5

“If we start this again, I’m not letting you go. Not this time.”

“Then don’t. Don’t let me go.”

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Former Actress!Reader

Word Count: 2.1K

Genre: Angst + FLUFFY FLUFF (it has been quite the buildup but we are HERE, folks!!!) 

Series Masterlist: Run Away to You

Premise: You ran away from your acting career one year ago, disappearing from the spotlight without a trace. No one from your past life knew where to find you. On the anniversary of your disappearance, your carefully constructed reality is shattered.

Part 4 // Part 6

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Music blared in your headphones as you wandered around the unfamiliar apartment. Marianne had already dropped off your duffel bag of supplies for your temporary stay here; it was currently waiting to be unpacked, left in the first random bedroom you could find.  

Yoongi had come back to his studio after your talk with Marianne, a member of his team from the label following closely behind him. Because photographers were still swarming outside of your building, the label decided it would be best to put you in an apartment on their premises. While the number of cameras had certainly dwindled since that morning, it was best for you to stay hidden and to keep a low profile.

As Marianne and Yoongi’s staff discussed the details of getting a bag packed on your behalf, Yoongi quietly informed you that the apartment was in the same building as his and the rest of the band’s shared home–the unit the label owned was for staff and security detail who needed to stay close to the members.

You hoped that meant you would have a chance to talk to him again. The two-week time limit that Marianne gave you had already started to tick like a clock in your head.

For now, you were left alone to get settled into your new space with strict instructions to stay offline and only answer the phone for Marianne, Yoongi, or the label. You opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water, singing aloud to one of your favorite songs that had just started playing.

Someone snuck up behind you, but your music was too loud to hear them. You spun around, about to take a sip of water, and flinched, a hand flying to your chest to stop your heart from pounding in surprise at the sight of Yoongi standing in front of you.

“Oh my gosh, Yoongi, you scared the shit out of me,” you exclaimed, pulling the headphones out of your ears. Yoongi laughed, his signature gummy smile making an appearance. You scowled. “Hey, stop laughing at me, you can’t just sneak up on people like that,” you said, feigning annoyance.  

“And you can’t just leave your door unlocked,” Yoongi scolded.

“I thought this building was supposed to be secure,” you countered.

“Still, can never be too careful,” Yoongi said, a mischievous look in his eyes, “anyone could have come in here.”

“Well, I guess I should be glad it’s you that broke in, huh?” you said, slightly taken aback by how flirtatious you sounded. Yoongi’s blush indicated his own surprise at the banter. He averted his eyes for a second, clearing his throat.

“I, um, I actually came by to invite you to dinner later. At the apartment.”

“Dinner? With you and the, uh, rest of the boys?” you asked, trying to stay casual. You had spent a decent amount of time with the members when you and Yoongi were dating a year ago. You couldn’t imagine you were their favorite person for leaving Yoongi the way you did.

“I figured since you were staying here for a while, you all might as well…reconnect,” Yoongi said hesitantly. You couldn’t help but be a little reluctant when you answered.

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

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Yoongi gave you instructions on which apartment to go to at 8:00 p.m. tonight and then left your apartment for a rehearsal. You had plenty of time to run this night over again in your head, wondering if you were going to be an unwelcome guest. You and Yoongi might have been a secret from the rest of the world, but you were never able to hide from the boys. They had been just as much a part of your life as Yoongi. You had left them, too.

Before you could knock, the door swung open.

“Noona!” Jungkook exclaimed, grabbing you and spinning you around in a hug.

“Hey, Kook, I missed you.”

“We missed you too, especially hyung. I’m glad you’re back,” Jungkook told you with a bunny smile. His hair was dyed purple at the moment, the long length slightly curling at the ends to frame his face. “Come on, we’re all in the kitchen,” Jungkook said, leading you through their large apartment.

“Hey, Y/N, good to see you,” Taehyung said from his spot on the couch in the living room. Jimin waved at you enthusiastically, his eyes going back to the game the two were playing on the TV. You sighed happily, feeling more comfortable with their warm responses to your presence.

You made it to the kitchen, seeing Jin stir something on the stove in front of him. You gave him a shy smile.

“Hi, Jin.”

“Hey, Y/N, glad you could make it,” Jin said, wiping his hands on a towel by the sink before coming around to give you a quick hug.

“Me too.” Jungkook started poking at whatever was on the stove with a spoon, and Jin immediately started fussing at him to stop ruining his culinary creation.

“Y/N?” you heard a deep voice from behind you. Namjoon was looking at you, his hands casually in his pockets, his dimples indenting his cheeks from his smile as you met his eyes.

“Hey there,” you said, giving him a small wave. He let out a loud laugh at your timidness.

“Come here already,” he said, wrapping you snugly into his embrace. You looked over his shoulder, seeing Hoseok leaning against the doorway to the kitchen, his arms crossed against his chest intimidatingly, brows furrowed. You gulped.

Namjoon must have felt you tense in his arms, letting you go with a confused look on his face. He followed your gaze to where Hoseok was standing, and put a reassuring hand on your shoulder, murmuring to you that you should probably go talk to him.

You took a tentative step forward.

“Hello, Hoseok,” you said, the name foreign on your lips. Your friendship with Hoseok had always been full of laughter and sunshine; there was hardly a time you used his full name rather than an affectionate nickname.

“Y/N,” he acknowledged with a nod. Ah, so he was going to be the one who gave you “the talk.”

“Maybe we should go…catch up?” you suggested, glancing behind you at the flurry of movement in the kitchen. Namjoon, Jin, and Jungkook were desperately trying to look like they weren’t paying attention to the tense energy radiating between you and Hoseok right now. You wondered briefly where Yoongi was, not having seen him in the apartment yet, but you figured it was best to get this part of the evening out of the way first before you saw him.

Hoseok didn’t say anything, so you took it as an invitation to follow him when he turned on his heel and walked toward a room down the hallway. You closed the door softly behind you, waiting for the harsh words to come out of his mouth.

“I apologize for putting you in this situation. I know this is awkward, to say the least,” you admitted. “I’m sure you aren’t thrilled that I’m here. The past couple of days were a bit of a shock to me, too.” Hoseok took a deep breath, a frown gracing his normally happy features.

“I certainly never expected to see you again, especially when Yoongi came back upset because he talked to you.” You grimaced at the thought of how sad and angry Yoongi must have been to warrant this reaction from his best friend and bandmate. If he was in a similar state to you after your conversation about your past, you knew it had been bad. “The last time he was that upset, it was because you weren’t returning his calls because you dropped off the face of the earth. He said you didn’t even tell him where you went. I stayed up with him at night a lot, you know. Back then. I’ve never seen him like that. I certainly don’t ever want to see him like that again. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

You looked down at the ground, your eyes burning.

“Yes,” you breathed. You were so quiet, you wondered if he had heard you at all.

“If you make the choice to come back into his life–into our lives–you have to promise me, you’ll never leave him like that again,” Hoseok said, his voice the most serious you had ever heard it.

“I can’t walk away again, Hoseok. It would hurt me too much,” you made eye contact with Hoseok, his jaw clenched with emotion. “If he wants me to stay, I’ll stay. If he wants me to go, I promise you won’t have to see me or think about me ever again.”

Hoseok visibly deflated in front of you at your confession, his jaw unclenching.

“In that case, welcome back, Y/N.” You almost started crying in relief at his words. You knew that you weren’t going to just go back to how things were with any of the boys right away, but this was a start.

“Thank you, Hobi,” you said, voice cracking with relief. He seemed to relax at the familiar name.

“Now come on, Yoongi won’t be happy that I stole you away,” Hobi said, heading back to the kitchen. The boy in question was sitting on a kitchen stool, looking grumpy.

“Hey, hyung, were you looking for someone?” Hobi said teasingly. Yoongi’s head snapped toward his voice, his face lighting when he saw you.

“You came.”

“You invited me, didn’t you?” you said, walking closer to him, brushing your hand gently against his where it rested on his knee. His fingers instinctively trapped yours.

“Are you two going to sit there and make lovey eyes at each other all night, or can we eat?” Jin teased.

You squeezed Yoongi’s fingers, grateful for how easy it was for the eldest member to break the tension in any situation.

You felt right at home.

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Your sides hurt from laughing so much at dinner. You had watched and tried to keep up with the boys’ antics, smile never leaving your face, your knee brushing against Yoongi’s more times than you could count.  

Yoongi gallantly walked you back to your own apartment door in the building after you hugged all of the members goodbye, thanking them for dinner. Hobi held you for an extra second longer than the rest, seeming to want to move on from the tense conversation the two of you had earlier. Not that you could blame him for being protective of his best friend and brother.

You and Yoongi stood in front of the open apartment door, and you were trying to figure out how to say goodnight to him. It was late, and the two of you had had an inordinately long day, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to say goodbye to him just yet.

Yoongi beat you to it.

“I’m glad you were able to come to dinner tonight,” Yoongi started. “I know that you’d probably rather be at home instead of having to spend the next couple of nights here though.”

“It’s okay, it’s not so bad,” you caved.

“No?” Yoongi took a step forward, his presence engulfing you. “And why is that?”

He reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You felt your knees start to buckle before you caught yourself. He leaned into you, his breath fanning out across your lips. Your eyes fluttered at the feeling. He was mere inches away from connecting his lips to yours.  

“You,” you whispered. You waited, expecting to feel his lips on yours, but he pulled back at the last second.

“I should warn you, Y/N–if we start this again, I’m not letting you go. Not this time.”

The fear of being featured on the Twitter trending page and having your picture splashed on magazine covers seemed to take over your mind at the implication of his words. You decided to shove them aside, focusing instead on the man who occupied your thoughts for the past year.

“Then don’t,” you finally said. “Don’t let me go.”

His lips connected with yours, hands finding purchase on your hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers slipping into his soft, dark hair. He walked you backward into the apartment, closing the door behind him. Once you heard the click of the door, you knew you had solidified your choice.

You chose him.

Part 4 // Part 6

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