#i was getting closer w both my brothers and then i realized like omg you are homophobes

[anxieteaspooks]

so love (/s) getting into arguments w my brother and not being able to defend my point Because defending it involves revealing information i don't want to be public lol.

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I just got an idea after thinking about the prank wars, I can just imagine MC and James doing Thor and Loki’s “Get Help” strategy 😭😭, could u do ros + queen’s reaction to the twins doing this? I can practically feel queen vivian’s exasperation and fondness for her children lol, let’s just say that they were in a desperate situation and it was a golden opportunity to do “get help” (w/ mc taking on thor’s role) Thank you so much dear author!! 💖

omg lol I totally did not have the clip on replay while writing this lmao

"Alright, I know what we have to do," you tell your brother.

James' exhausted face brightens. "Okay, wise Harbinger, how are we going to distract these castle invaders?"

You glance around the corner where your mother and friends are being held hostage. You nod your head and look back at your brother. "Get Help."

"What? Are you talking about that thing stupid thing dad taught us when we were training?" James gives you a skeptical look.

"It's not stupid," you insist. "It's perfect for this."

"We are not doing 'Get Help'."

You smile. "We're doing it."

James rolls his eyes. "Fine, come on then." He puts his arm out.

You raise an eyebrow and smirk. "Don't be silly, brother. I'm the heir. You'll be playing the helpless one."

He frowns. "No way!"

You grab his shirt and pull him forward, he lets out a quiet yelp. "Oh, yes, dear brother."

A moment later, you trudge around the corner, your brother hanging off of your shoulder, his eyes closed. It takes everything in you not to laugh at how dumb he looks. "Get help!" you shout, causing everyone in the room to look your way. "Please, my brother's dying! Get help!"

You ignore the startled looks of your mother and friends and move closer to the invaders who have puzzled looks on their faces.

"Get help," you say, preparing to throw your brother. "Help him!" James' body goes flying through the air, knocking down all four of the intruders, along with their swords.

James lets out a groan as he stands up. You laugh. "A classic."

Your brother gives you the nastiest glare you've ever seen. "It's humiliating."

You smile widely and straighten your back, surveying the scene. "Not for me, it's not."

Vivian: Vivian turns away from everyone, trying to calm her face and her heart. When you came around the corner, she thought James was truly hurt. She closes her eyes for a moment. And then she smiles smugly. My two perfect children, she thinks. She lets out a quiet laugh, thinking that Percival would have enjoyed this.

Constantine: Constantine shakes his head, both from amusement and relief. Everyone's fine. His eyes dart to you, then James, then back to you. He can't help but grin. How the hell did you talk James into being thrown around like a rag doll? He chuckles and claps James on the back. "Nice acting," he tells him with a smirk. James just glares at him.

Felix: Felix bites his lip as he looks you over. Such a badass, he thinks. His eyes dart to James and he can't help but smirk. He's never going to let James live this down. He glances over at F. Well, this was a useful lesson for the future, never know when you might need to throw your sibling to the wolves.

Margaret: Margaret was worried when she heard your voice calling for help. Then she realized it was for James. I mean, sure, James is important but he's not you. Margaret's been in plenty of hostage situations but this one takes the cake for the most interesting. She'll have to ask you later where you learned something so ridiculously genius.

F: Of course, you came up with a plan. You always know what to do. F is never wrong to put faith in you. They smile at you from across the room where you're punching James in the shoulder. F was sure Constantine and Margaret were going to get them out of here, but this was better. No bloodshed.

[tetsutits]

hi jay!! i've been so busy but i finally managed to read the first 7k words of violet rays and didn't want to make you wait who knows how long until i have time to read more.

you are insane for that 1st paragraph! what an insanely good opening. "They call it sonder - the realization that every passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own." incredible start. incredible.

the packing scene is such an adorable way to characterize reader. what a relatable reader character but very charming too.

somehow i missed that this wasn't a best friend ran fic but a best friend's older brother ran fic, which is infinitely more up my alley. i was so hype when i realized. because yeah, big brother ran would have me in chokehold too.

i really love the way you are structuring your scenes. the quick transitions, the balance of dialogue and interiority. i especially love how you're establishing settings. i somehow get a little lost when reading fic because of the lack of setting (which is understandable, i get authors wanting to get to the hot stuff!) but i love that you are giving us the full sensory details. my favorites so far:

"the inside of your cotton tank top sticks uncomfortably to your skin, the same way that the soft hairs at the back of your neck are sticking to each other." and "the world around you is blue and green." it's all of it tbh

i can already tell this is going to be my favorite thing you've ever written!!!

aaa omg sorry for not responding sooner!! your ask has me so giddy :> my thoughts under the cut!

the first paragraph was actually written last in the fic 👀 im not very good at intro’s, honestly i tend to struggle w them a lot; so i slapped that word in there and called it a day ahahakaksn

i actually LOVE the mc so much in this fic! i pat myself on the back because she’s so cute, and i wanted the readers to be able to relate with her on some level. i also put some of myself in her too hehe i really am writing my fantasies huh

it’s actually a theyre-both-my-best friends-but-i’m-in-love-with-the-older-one LMAO she is closer to Rin tho (and oh my god, i was trying so hard not to make him the main guy i’m so down bad he makes me SO weak) but i won’t say anymore about their dynamic in fear of spoiling it, because you’ll understand once you’ve read the whole thing!

i love that trope too!! i will admit i was falling for ran each day i was NOT immune to this pouty mess of a man! sorry ran, but rin will always remain number one in my heart!

i think it adds more spice tbh, it’s more interesting than the regular friends2lovers ✨✨

i can proudly say tho, that establishing a setting and describing surroundings is my strong point in writing, i really focus on that + characterization a lot. i worked hard on those, fun fact, i had to re write Ran’s first kitchen scene with the reader like THREE TIMES!!! bc i was like …. no .. he would not say that or act like that.. re write it. lmaoo my beta readers hate me HAHA

you are too nice to me!! thank you SO much for leaving your thoughts!!!! i was so happy when i received your ask :> you amaze me as a writer and so when i got this and realized you liked my fic i had to sit on the floor for 5 minutes to collect my self LMAO

i’m excited to hear your thoughts on the other half! it definitely gets better as you read and Ran gets sexier of course take your time, and sorry it took me a while to respond i’m actually meant to be on a social media break rn lol, have a good day!!!💕

[parkers-gal]

OMG!!! for angst you should do one where Harry finally gets a girl and everyone’s used to choosing tom over him and the reader is just naturally close to tom and he accuses her of cheating on him w T and it’s really angsty

requests are open

wc: 1.8k

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It was a force of habit. Everybody knew, but nobody mentioned. Nobody knew the full extent of it, nobody cared to ask how much it bothered him. In hindsight, it probably isn't even that obvious. Not unless you open your eyes, not unless somebody confides in you, plants the idea in your head so you can’t see it differently

You had been going out with Harry for a good two months by the time you’d finally met the rest of his family. You and Tom had met previously before, having been introduced and together for only a day before both of your jobs drove you in opposite directions. When you rejoiced, you were naturally close, reconnecting that bond that was cut off too shortly.

Harry didn’t mind at first. He liked that you got along with his family. It made him happy to know you fit so well into his lifestyle. But it wasn’t until people started whispering around, joking that they always thought you and Tom would end up together. It was all fun and games, you knew that, of course. You’d never thought of Tom that way, despite everyone forcing the idea onto you. It was a mutual agreement, that the two of you would never cause problems between your relationship with Harry. And that your relationship with Harry would never splinter your friendship with Tom.

It was just after a dinner with Harry’s family. You were talking with Tom while Harry talked to Sam, when somebody made another joke about how you should be with Tom instead. You laughed it off, as you always did, but Harry couldn’t do the same. He excused himself as Nikki brought a few dishes out. You noticed his hostile and closed off walk, so you, too, excused yourself before following him out of the dining room and all the way upstairs to where he’d hid off to.

You knocked with the knuckles of your right hand. “Har?” The door creaked open as you nudged it slightly, stepping into the room. “You okay?” He grumbled something inaudible and you stepped closer. “What was that?”

“I said no, I’m not.” “What’s wrong, hun?” You carefully sat yourself next to him, naturally leaning into his side.

“It seems like everyone just thinks you’re dating my brother! I mean, at this point, I’m starting to wonder if there’s something else going on.” You back track, sitting up and separating from his side with furrowed brows. “What?” He didn’t answer, merely turning to look the other way, leaning his elbows on his knees as he sighed. “Harry you know that’s not true.”

“Do I?” He’s angry, and you finally notice just how much.

“Harry… you know we’re just friends. We’ve always been this close.”

“Yeah well maybe you’re too close.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not like that with anyone else.” “I’m like that with everyone else! Everyone except you.” You huff, defending yourself but keeping your voice calm.

“What makes me so damn different, then, huh?”

“You’re my boyfriend, Harry! Of course you’re different!”

“Yeah well I can’t see the difference between how you treat boyfriends and how you treat best friends, anymore.”

“What?” You sit back a bit, shock running through your veins at his confession.

“Really, though! It’s a bit fishy, if you ask me.” He’s still speaking sternly, angrily. He’s frustrated, but now so are you.

“I hope you’re not suggesting what I think you are, Harry.” You’re just as angry now. You’re warning him, hoping he won’t jump off that ledge into the irreversible.

“I think you know exactly what I’m suggesting.” He takes the leap.

“You know I’m not that kind of person. You know your brother, Harry. He’d never do something like that to you.” You’re trying to reach an empathetic approach, not quite ready to burst unless he’s absolute about this.

“No but I know that everyone else is.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “That means everyone else chooses my brother over me. I’m used to it.”

“You’re not implying that I’m one of those people, are you?” You gaze into his eyes, tongue clicking against the roof of your mouth. He swallows thickly.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I’m not angry if you are with him. I just wish you’d told me before cheating.”

“What the fuck, Harry,” You mutter it, exhaling angrily. “I’m not cheating!”

“I’m telling you I’m not angry that you are!”

“If you weren’t angry, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“So you admit you’re cheating on me? That I should be angry?”

“Fuck you, Harry.” You jab a finger in his direction. “You know that’s not what I said or what I meant.”

“I mean, you don’t even need to say it.” He chuckles bitterly.

“What does that mean?” You’re raising your voice, anger thickening the tension in the room.

“I mean, take one look at you and Tom together in a room and you already look like you’re in love.”

“Fuck that, Harry. He’s my friend. I’m allowed to have friends, y’know.”

“I never said otherwise!”

“What are you even on, right now?” You stand angrily, looking at him. He looks at you with a mirrored expression.

“I’m just asking for the truth, here!”

“No, you’re jealous.” He swallows, nostrils flaring. You know you’ve hit a weak spot, a sensitive area. He’s angry as ever, now. He stands. “Harry, I’m s-”

“You’re in love with someone else.”

Tears fall from your eyes as you try to compose yourself. You’re just as angry. You’ve taken the blow, fired your own canons. You’re not sure how much longer you can battle in the field.

“Fuck you, Harry.”

“No, fuck you!”

“You’re jealous and have the audacity to say I’m ‘in love with someone else!’” You spit out your words bitterly.

“I’m not fucking jealous! I’m fucking hurt! You’re cheating!”

You scoff, rolling your eyes at the pettiness of the argument. You know there's a reason behind his unreasonableness, but he doesn’t have the right to hurt you with his words.

He’s blinded by anger, though. He doesn’t have boundaries when something takes what he loves. He’s hurt, obviously, but he was too insecure to truly confide in the real reason for his distress. Now he’s angered the both of you, now he’s crumbled the foundation. He’s pulled the relationship apart at the seams, breaking the promise and splintering one relationship after another. He knows, in some way, though, that he’s right. He knows because if he weren’t then he wouldn’t be as hurt as he is.

“You’re a fucking child, Harry.” You cross your arms, grabbing your bag that was sitting on the chair in the corner. “Find me when you grow the fuck up.” You open the door of the bedroom, slamming it and marching down the stairs angrily.

You’ve caught the attention of the rest of his family. The two of you were up there for a good twenty minutes; you’d left Tom wondering what was happening and if things were okay. He could see now that things weren’t. He could also see that you were crying and he moved over to comfort you but you shoved him off, declining his embrace, knowing it would only make you feel worse because of what Harry had said.

You put your free hand up, gesturing for him to stop and back off. You’re gripping your bag tightly as you pull out your keys. You hold yourself back from slamming the front door, knowing you didn’t want to make an entire scene at Nikki’s house.

They watch from the doorway. They watch you slam your car door, burst into tears once you start the car. They watch as you drive off. The minute your car is out of view, Tom marches upstairs, ready to get to the bottom of what happened and why you’re so hurt. He doesn’t bother knocking on Harry’s door.

“What the fuck, man?” Harry exasperates, looking to his brother with wild eyes.

“I should be asking you that,” He slams the door. “What did you do to Y/N?” Harry scoffs, rolling his eyes in irritation. “Of course that’s why you’re here.”

“I’m here because she just ran out crying and I deserve to know why!” “You don’t deserve anything from me, Tom.” Harry spits out. They’re yelling at each other. He wishes things were different.

“Fuck that, Harry. You know I’m her best friend. I deserve to know.”

“Why are you her best friend?” He screams out. Tom goes quiet at the question, wanting to hear more, wanting to understand where he was coming from. “My entire life, I spent in your shadow. I had to normalize girls automatically wanting you more than me. An-and the minute I get something that’s finally mine- some thing that actually wanted me for once, you question why I’m angry about her also wanting you? No, fuck you, Tom.” His words are clear and crisp and his eyes are drowning in salty tears. He wants to swallow his feelings, push them away and blink his tears gone. But he can’t. “I thought finding someone was about falling in love and growing into soulmates or some shit. That’s all she ever talked about when we first started dating! It was always ‘best friends to lovers makes for the best couple’ and ‘falling in love with your best friend is the best thing in the world.’ And at first, I actually had the nerve to think she was talking about me. But now I know I’m just her boyfriend- I’m not her best friend, because that position is already filled.”

He eyes Tom up and down as his face loses its tense expression. He struggles to get a breath, gasping as more tears come out. Tom is silent and Harry assumes the conversation is over. He shoves past Tom, knocking into his shoulder as he runs out, slamming the door and trapping himself into the bathroom. He can barely breathe, barely see clearly through the waterworks.

Tom realizes why Harry lashed out, why he grew insecure. But he can’t place who’s in the wrong, who should make the first move and apologize first. He also realizes Harry is so upset about this because he loves you so much. He’d never seen his brother feel so strongly for someone. He realizes he might’ve taken that away from him.

And suddenly, he realizes neither of you are in the wrong. You’re both right in your own ways. He realizes he’s been in the wrong this whole time. He realizes he’s making this love story about himself. He’s torn his beloved brother up, questioned what was supposed to be set in stone.

Maybe Harry was right; maybe he didn’t deserve anything from Harry. Maybe Harry was the one who deserved the explanation.

Why did you get what’s his?

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Stuck With You (Chapter Four) - Draco Malfoy

A/N: OMG! thank you all so much for all the love for this story!!!! you guys are the best! thanks to everyone who decided they were on ready for a little more fluff so here it is (I think the right amount xD)

Warnings: none

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :D gif isn’t mine :)

Your name: submit What is this?

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Stuck With You

So lock the door And throw out the key Can't fight this no more

"DRACO!"

Draco ran as fast as he could into the Greenhouse with his wand already in his hand. He saw you sitting on the table at the far corner of the Greenhouse and ran towards you.

"What? What's wrong?"

"The- there- there's a-" you stuttered pointing at something.

"Words. Use your words-"

"POSSUM! There's a possum in my garden!"

Draco turned around to face the animal on the other corner of the Greenhouse as you hid behind him.

"Merlin, seriously?! I thought you were in danger! You called me in here for a possum?"

"Get rid of it!"

"How am I supposed to get rid of it?"

"I don't know, kill it, hurt it, inflict mental anguish on it, just... do something! Weren't you a possum at some point?"

"What?!"

"Didn't Moody turn you into one on our fourth year? Go take out your brother!"

"It was a ferret" he corrected, upset. "And I don't see how that is relevant to this situation!"

"I don't know! But it's destroying my garden!" you complained, pulling Draco towards you and letting out a loud shriek when the possum hissed at the both of you. "Grab it!"

"I am not touching that thing" Draco complained, walking backwards.

"Well, then use your wand!"

"Why didn't you use your wand in the first place?"

"I -" you closed your mouth realizing you had no idea why you hadn't just used your wand to get rid of the animal and instead you had to yell for Draco's help. You felt a hint of blush in your cheeks and were grateful that Draco wasn't looking at you to notice. "I don't know, alright? I didn't think it through. Look what's done is done! Just get rid of it!"

"What's the magic word?"

"Seriously, Draco? You're choosing this moment to- AHH" you yelled again when the possum hissed at you, getting closer. "Alright, please! PLEASE GET RID OF THAT THING!" you yelled, pulling him closer by his shirt.

Draco rolled his eyes and pointed at the possum. "Evanesco" he instructed making the possum disappear in no time. "There, you big baby!"

"Um- thank you" you said, letting go of Draco and climbing off the table.

"You're welcome" he said, smirking smugly.

"You can wipe that smug smirk off your face now" you said, rolling your eyes as you walked out of the Greenhouse and into the kitchen.

"Oh, come on, I just saved your life" he said, following you.

"Oh, please, don't flatter yourself" you said with a chuckle. "You saved my garden, at best-"

"Really? Were you not screaming terrified when that possum had you hostage?"

"You are not going to let me live this down, are you?"

"Most likely, no" he admitted.

"Stop smirking like that-" you stopped when you saw past Draco and into the living room. "What the bloody hell happened here?" you said stepping in what you thought was the messiest thing that had happened in your flat. You turned around to see Draco getting his wand out but you quickly grabbed it from him. "Did you do this?" you asked with the same smirk he had only moments ago.

"W-what? Don't be ridiculous" Draco said nervously, as he started cleaning up the mess. "This has clearly your name written all over it-"

"Oh, really? When have you ever seen me brew a potion?" you asked, pointing at the cauldron in the middle of the coffee table.

"Right... they taste better than your soup, really" he muttered while he kept on cleaning up.

"Excuse me?"

"N-nothing! Well, the cauldron is mine but the mess is definitely yours-"

"Are you sure?"

"Positively-"

"Then why are you cleaning it up?"

That made him stop. Stop and stare directly at you, your smirk was bigger and now, Draco's expression was more nervous.

"W-well, b-because you never clean, you big slob-"

"Or... is it because you're the slob" you said pointing his own wand at him.

"Don't be ridiculous! And give me my wand-"

"Are you secretly a slob, Draco? Is this how your office looks?"

"How dare you?" he said, genuinely offended. "Give me back my wand-" he said, reaching for it but you put it of his reach. "(Y/N)!"

"Oh no, Draco. If you made this mess you clean it up without magic-"

"No! Give me my wand, now!" you pulled the wand away from him and started running around the living room, through Draco's mess. You jumped on the table, careful not to knock the potion off, and put it out of his reach.

"No!"

"You being incredibly childish" he said trying to reach it.

"Look who's talking, secret slob" you said jumping from the table to the couch.

"I am not a slob!" he said trying to reach for the wand and grabbing your waist, knocking you down and making you both fall onto the couch, Draco on top of you. The two of them stayed there for a few seconds, too shocked to react and staring into each other's eyes for what felt like hours. But Draco quickly got off and sat down on the other side of the couch. "Sorry" he apologized, both of you looking away, and both of you flushed with embarrassment.

"It's alright" you replied just as quietly as you sat up before you cleared your throat. "So, what are you brewing?"

"That is -"

"None of my concern" you finished for him, rolling your eyes. "Come on, Draco, I just discovered your darkest secret" you mocked him and he arched an eyebrow at him. "That you're a slob" you continued and he glared at you. "I think we can be honest with each other."

"I am not a slob" he said between clenched teeth.

"Draco, I am pretty sure this whole mess has to do with potions and, as we have established before, you are the one that brews potions here-"

"Have you always been this nosey?"

"Yes" you said with a bitter laugh. "In fact, that was the first thing you ever said to me, remember?"

Draco turned to glare at you. That was true. You were on the Hogwarts Express in the first year and you had found him in his compartment. You had always tried to be kind to him and would ask all of these stupid questions until he asked that and you shut up. You never got along after that.

"Fine" he said sighing, knowing you were not going to drop the subject. "But I am not a slob" he defended himself. You were about to roll your eyes again but he continued. "I am not. I promise, my office looks nothing like this" he insisted. "It's only when I brew potions" he admitted. "The harder it is for me to brew the potion... the worse the mess" he said, quietly. You remained quiet, and looked at the book in front of you, revealing the potion he was trying to brew and erasing any sign of smirk or mockery on your expression.

"Draco" you said, quietly looking at him, while he still avoided you. "Are you brewing a Dreamless Sleep Potion?"

"No, I'm trying to brew a Dreamless Sleep Potion" he said, upset. "I... I get them every night" he finally admitted. You looked sadly at him and sat closer to him.

"Well... maybe I can help you" you offered. Draco looked up at you, surprised. "I mean... I was never the best at Potions but... maybe I can look at the ingredients and see if there's any plant that might help better?" you said, sincerely. "Plus, I never burned a cauldron" you said and Draco arched an eyebrow at you. "After fourth year" you said, glaring at him a little.

"You would really do that?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Because... you hate me?"

"Don't be so dramatic, Draco" you said, rolling your eyes. "I don't hate you-"

"Really, (Y/N)?" he asked sarcastically.

"I mean... hate is a strong word. I may have hated you in school" you admitted. "But that was because you hated me and-" you stopped and sighed. "I don't hate you now. I find you a bit annoying, really" you said with a small smirk. "But... I did say that we should at least be civil towards each other and I also have come to the conclusion that you are a rather... not entirely unbearable person?"

"Thanks" he said with a chuckle. "Back at you."

"How... bad are they?" you asked, hoping you were not stepping over the line and making him snap like yesterday. Draco took a deep sigh but then turned to look at you.

"They're not always as bad" he replied, knowing you were referring to the previous night.

"Well, then..." you said, handing him his wand and getting off the couch. "I'm gonna make us some tea and then we can work on it?" you said, smiling back at him.

"Really?"

"Yes, Draco, really" you said, walking into the kitchen and rolling your eyes.

"(Y/N)?" he said, making you turn back to look at him. "Thank you" he said, as he grabbed one of the books.

"You're welcome, Draco" you said before going back to your task. Neither of you, noticing the smile on the other one.

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Draco paced around the kitchen, waiting for you to show up and make him breakfast. He knew you had Mondays off but you were still always there to make him breakfast. Is not only that this was the arrangement they had it was... well, he couldn't even make breakfast if he wanted to. He had no idea how. He looked at the clock in the kitchen once more and decided to go up to your room to see what was going on.

"(Y/N)?" he said, knocking on your door. But there was no response. "Hello? Are you up?" he tried again, only getting a grunt back.

"Go away" he heard a very raspy voice on the other side of the door.

"What's...?" he asked, opening the door just a little bit so you could hear him clearly. He didn't want to barge in and invade your privacy as you did with him the other night. "What's going on?"

"Go away, Draco" he heard again in the same rough voice before he heard you cough.

"Are you sick?"

"What was your first clue?" you asked, burying your head in your pillow. You expected to hear the door closing, and it did. What you were not expecting, however, was his voice again.

"What are your symptoms-?"

"Shit!" you jumped awake when you heard his voice beside you. "Merlin, Draco" you said glaring at him. Draco saw your red nose and your puffy eyes. Your hair was incredibly messy, as was your room, with tissues everywhere, and you had that oversized green sweater he wasn't particularly fond of. "What are you doing here?"

"You said you were sick" he simply said. "So, what are your symptoms?"

"Is just a cold" you said, sitting on your bed before you coughed a little more. "You won't be widowed any time soon" you said, making him let out a small chuckle. "I'm fine" you said, but your 'n' sounded more like a 'd'.

"You don't sound like it" he said. "Do you have a fever?"

"What's it to you, Malfoy?"

"Well, I have to know your symptoms if I am going to brew you a potion, don't I?"

"You- what?" you asked, looking surprised at him trying to detect any sign of a lie in his tone but didn't. "You're going to brew me a potion?" you asked confused.

"Yes" he said, before walking out of your room. You wrapped your blanket around yourself and followed him.

"Why?"

"Because you're sick-"

"N-no, I mean why would you do it?" you asked, as you both entered his room. You were too sick to notice he was not upset about you being in there.

"Well, it's only fair. You grow my plants for me. I should be able to brew you a potion with them" he said as if it was nothing while he started gathering his ingredients for said potion. "And besides, the sooner you get better, the sooner you can make breakfast" he said in an annoyed tone. But you knew he didn't mean that last part.

"Is this really all because you can't make breakfast?"

"Of course" he said as he began to prepare his potion.

"I don't have a fever" you informed him before coughing again. "I think" you added before you felt his hand pressed against your forehead. "What are you doing? Why are you touching me?" you said, snatching his hand away.

"I need to see if you have a fever" he said, rolling his eyes and placing his hand against your forehead again. This time, you only watched him as he went back to his notebook. "No" he informed you. "It will be ten minutes before I have your potion" he said.

You coughed once more and smiled weakly. "So will breakfast" you said, before turning around but Draco stopped you.

"You don't have to make breakfast. I was only joking-"

"So... you're being nice to me because..."

"Because you're sick" he said, rolling his eyes. "And I'm assuming you're sick because we stayed up late working on my potion so you went to work on your garden at night?"

"I-" you glared at him. "...may have."

"Well, you said we at least needed to be civil to each other" he reminded you. "So, here I am... trying to do a... decent thing for you" he said.

"Alright" you said, smiling up at him.

"Now go back to bed" he instructed you. "And stop looking at me like that!"

"Fine" you tried to hide your smile but it was basically impossible.

You must be delirious from the fever... the fever he just stated you didn't have. Nevertheless, you walked out of Draco's room and pointed your wand to the kitchen, where breakfast started making itself before you disappeared into your room. You collapsed in your bed again and it wasn't long before you heard Draco walk back into your room.

"Here" he said, placing the small bottles on your nightstand. "You should drink that at once" he instructed. You sat up and took the bottle, drinking the potion and spitting it back out.

"Fuck! That is disgusting-"

"Excuse me?" he said offended. "First of all, it tastes better than your soup-"

"I knew that was what you said yesterday" you glared at him.

"And secondly, you have to drink it if you want to feel better" he scowled her.

"Fine" you sighed before you took another sip, finishing it this time. "Oh, Merlin" you said with a disgusted face and he tried not to laugh.

"You should drink one every three hours and you should be fine" he said and was about to go out of your bedroom but you stopped him.

"Draco?"

"Yes?" he asked, turning around to face her.

"Thank you" you said, genuinely.

"You're welcome" he replied with a small smile before he closed your door.

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You spent the rest of the day lying around and sleeping, surprised that Draco's potion actually made you feel a lot better. You wanted to return the favor and work on his potion since you were unable to brew it the previous night, but you were pretty much useless when it came to potions when you were healthy... let alone when you were sick. And besides, you were certain he might actually kill you if you touched his things without his permission. You woke up again when you smelled something coming from the kitchen. No, not something... smoke. You quickly got up, thankful that your headache was now gone, and made your way into the kitchen where you saw Draco trying to put out a small fire on the stove.

"Aguamenti" he shouted, pointing his wand at the flames.

"What are you doing? Are you burning down our flat?"

Draco jumped a little when he heard your voice. "I w-was trying to make... soup" he said, blushing and looking down.

"For... me?" you asked, biting your lip to prevent yourself from smiling.

"No, for me. Yours is seriously terrible" he said with a small chuckle and you glared at him. "I was going to give you some" he defended himself. "I thought it'd be like brewing a potion, really" he admitted.

"Well, congratulations! You burned your first cauldron" you mocked him as you stepped in closer to look at the pot.

"Sorry" he apologized, looking away.

"It's alright. Sit down, I can make dinner" you told him.

"But you're sick-"

"I feel a lot better, honestly" you assured him. "I only still have a raspy voice" you said. "But... your potion worked so... thanks" you told him.

"Sure" he said, as he stood there while you grabbed everything you needed.

"Don't worry. I won't make soup" you assured him, making him let out a small laugh.

"Um... do you think you could... teach me how to cook?"

You dropped the pan in your hand and looked really confused at him. "What?"

"Nothing too elaborated... just, well you know in case you get sick I can cook for myself and I won't have to bother you" he said, placing a hand behind his neck, awkwardly.

"Um... sure" you said, grabbing the pan again. "Do you know how to chop?"

"Do I look like I know how to chop?"

"You can just answer a question like a normal person" you said rolling your eyes. "Oh, and don't forget your apron, princess" you mocked him and turn around to see he was already finishing his apron.

"Well, excuse me for not wanting to get my clothes dirty" he said, rolling his eyes.

"Right, you wouldn't want anyone to think you're a slob" you said, with a smirk.

"You are never going to let me live that down, are you?"

"Most likely, no" you said laughing. "Alright, so grab the knife like this" you said, showing him as each of them had a chopping board and a knife and he chopped tomatoes while you chopped chives.

"That doesn't seem too hard" he said and you grabbed the knife from him.

"Not like that! You're going to cut yourself!" you complained. You walked closer to him and placed the knife in his hand. You then grabbed his hand and guided it slowly much as you did with her garden a couple of nights ago. "See? You place your fingers like this so you don't chop one of them off" you mocked him a little as you went back to her own chopping board.

Draco cleared his throat to avoid the awkwardness in the room and to ignore whatever his stomach was feeling. Maybe he was hungrier than he thought. "So... where did you learn how to cook?"

"Um... well, when I was growing up, my parents were away a lot and... it got lonely so, I would go down to the kitchens and asked the elves if they could teach me" you admitted.

"Oh" he simply said as they kept chopping. "Were they... bad at making soup as well-"

"Ugh! Enough with the soup!" you said throwing some chives at him. To your surprise, he laughed. "Was it really that bad?"

"Well, I couldn't really finish it so I poured it in one of your plants... and then it died-"

"Are you serious?"

"No" he said, laughing. "I just don't like soup" he admitted. You stared at him with your jaw dropped.

"Wha-? Well, you could have just told me that! You see that I am holding a knife, right?"

"Half of your threats are you with a knife" he said rolling his eyes. "Alright, how's this?" he said, showing you his board. You tried not to smile at how nervous he looked.

"That's brilliant, Draco" you said, nicely.

"Really?" he looked up at you with an excited expression on his face.

"Yeah" you assured him as you grabbed them and tossed them on the pan. "Does this mean that you're going to be a slob in the kitchen as well-?"

"MERLIN! Would you let that go!?"

To Be Continued

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[Ch.1] [Ch.2] [Ch.3] [Ch.5] [Ch.6] [Ch.7] [Ch.8] [Ch.9] [Ch.10] [Ch.11] [Ch.12] [Ch.13] [Epilogue]

A/N: so? what do you think? part 5? xD I hope that was just the right amount of fluff for now xD thank you again all so much for the love!  

[7wanderingpaws]

Mess We Made - fourth/last (m)

(gif not mine)

Pairing: Baekhyun x reader

Genre: arranged marriage au (not bbh), doctor AU, angst, fluff

Words: 7.5K

WARNINGS: language, mentions of blood, mature content, cheating (not bbh)

Quick A/N: Hiii! Im gonna hide... Ive never written sth like this omg. (pls let me know your thoughts). This is the final part so I feel accomplished I wrote such long chapters in such a short time >< 

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Mess We Made, last part

“What the hell did you think you were doing in the hospital?” you attacked him as soon as you arrived home after two days.

Frankly Minheob didn’t come to visit you anymore although you overheard some nurses gossiping that he went several times to the doctor’s office and had a chat with doctor Kim. As much as you wished to know why he would go the great lengths to try to tie you down, you also couldn’t care less as long as he didn’t come and see you.

Minheob frowned at you as he watched you cradle Hayeon. “Do you think I don’t know?”

“Don’t know what?”

He stepped closer to you and you wanted to move backwards but the baby’s crib was behind you, successfully caging you in. He grinned nastily. “Well, you really are so clueless. As soon as I found out your lover is also in that hospital, I rushed in to get you. You doing miscarriage and daring to cheat on me at the same time?” He scoffed. “That is unheard of.”

Your heart rate sped up at his words. There was no way you cheated on him. Baekhyun did come several times to check up on you, sometimes you even swore he was there while you were sleeping and felt something soft brushing your cheek, but you never did anything more than what a doctor and a patient would do. Did Minheob know about Baekhyun? If he did then how did he find out?

Minheob laughed out loud at your shocked expression, and reached out to caress Hayeon’s hair but you moved her away from his touch. “She is my daughter too, you know.”

“How dare you accuse me of cheating on you,” you muttered sternly, trying to keep your voice down so as not to trigger the baby.

“Well, then let me put you into perspective because the past year you’ve been amazingly oblivious.” He made a dramatic pause and you almost lost all your wits. He took a deep breath and like a snake, licked his lips in mischief. “How many times have you moaned his name when you were coming, huh?” he whispered, carefully watching you from up close. “How many times have you thought it was him instead of me? You were so full of him while in bed with me... What made you ever think I wouldn’t find out that you still kept in touch with him?”

Blood drained from your face and you knew you were done for. And Baekhyun too. Your stupid mistake would bring him into this huge mess that you created again.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you dared to lie through gritted teeth and hugged your baby even tighter. “Nor do I care what your twisted mind came up with, Minheob.”

He laughed, stepping away from you. “So this is the way you want to act? I will gladly moan out his name for you, maybe then you would remember?” he asked with a low tone.

You started walking towards the kitchen, deciding to mix the baby formula so that Hayeon could eat. You were not breastfeeding her, you only did so for two weeks before you gave up. Your breasts took too long to bring out the milk and even if they did, it was bloody. Another reason to be miserable. You couldn’t even feed your child.

“Stop pretending you didn’t hear me,” snickered your husband and grabbed your wrist, yanking you back to him.

You gasped, holding Hayeon tighter. “I didn’t cheat on you!”

“I don’t give a fuck whether you did or not! You just stayed in hospital for two days for nothing because he wanted you there!”

When you opened your mouth to retort something, he muttered: “Baekhyun wanted to keep you there for himself, didn’t he? Good way to make use of you,” he snarled. “A woman that lost her child. He could still fuck you over-“

Your hand flew out before you could think twice, landing a stinking slap on Minheob’s face. “Get him out of your filthy mouth,” you muttered lowly, sending him death glares. Minheob was shocked just for a moment before he was about to rebuke, but you beat him to it: “Baekhyun has nothing to do with me. Stop blaming innocent people-“

“I cannot believe you had me fooled! I had his best friend stalked to make sure he wouldn’t make moves on you, the Park Chanyeol kid, and then it was the fucking doctor the whole time!” he shouted but you didn’t flinch, only proudly noted how his cheek was becoming redder with each passing second.

“I never fooled you,” you answered, “it’s you who does the dirty job. Leave Baekhyun alone.”

“I can see how angry you are becoming. Protecting your secret lover.”

“He is not my secret lover.”

“I can see the way you are looking at me right now. You hate even the idea of me saying his name, don’t you? You hate your entire family for making you marry me when you could have him-“

“Enough.”

“But you’re stuck with me and he will most probably find another woman-“

“I said enough!” you screamed loudly, successfully making Hayeon cry in your arms while your husband had a victorious smile on his face. He paused for a moment and pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Turning away from you, he said: “Good luck taking care of that weeping machine. It’s annoying. I’ll be out.”

When you heard the door slam, you felt your cheeks burning up with anger while the tears you didn’t know you were keeping in, spilled. Quickly shushing Hayeon, you went over to grab the formula as you originally wanted to, while sniffing.

“C‘mon, Hayeon, don’t cry,” you tried gently but she was relentless.

You didn’t want her to be scarred by the toxic relationship you had with her father. Everyday you tried your best to be good for her and make her happy so that she would grow up well. But having Minheob breathing down your neck was making it hard.

It was almost one hour later, Hayeon still slowly sucking on the milk from her bottle while you had the big TV turned on with a comedy show when the doorbell rang.

Sighing tiredly, you walked over to the intercom to check the camera, and your heartbeat sped up when you noticed Baekhyun’s profile as he was waiting for you to let him in.

What the hell was he doing here? He shouldn’t be here!

Despite your racing thoughts, you let him in and walked over to the doors with Hayeon in your arms. She was tapping on your chest with her small hands as she was looking at you with huge eyes.

You were cooing to her softly, hoping it would ease your nerves. And it did. You didn’t hear Baekhyun approaching, only realizing his presence when he was two meters from you, casually leaning his shoulder against the wall, his arms pushed in his dark-blue jeans, and observing you with a warm, gentle smile. It made your heart skip a beat.

“Baekhyun,” you breathed and he lazily stretched his lips before walking over to you, standing a tad too close as he was looking down at your daughter.

“Being a mother really suits you,” he murmured softly, looking up to catch you staring.

Quickly recovering, you blurted: “You shouldn’t be here, Baek. I’m not sure when my husband will be back-“

“He won’t be coming for a while, don’t worry,” he replied calmly.

You frowned. “Did he go after you?” Just the idea made you dizzy with worry.

Baekhyun chuckled, taking in your expression. “No, but he is with doctor Kim.”

You frowned.

“Won’t you let me in?”

“Ah, right,” you stammered and moved aside, letting him in. You weren’t sure you wanted him to see the place you’d been living in with another man that wasn’t him. Baekhyun looked out of place as you followed him to the spacious living room. “Please, sit down. What can I get you?”

He did as you asked and looked at you with expectant eyes. He smiled sheepishly. “This is probably too much but… do you maybe have wine?”

“I do but… aren’t you driving?”

“My brother will come and pick me up. He is nearby doing some business.”

You nodded. “I’ll have a glass with you, too. Just let me put her-“

“I can hold her,” he offered smoothly which made you stop. “Only if you don’t mind. I’ve held quite a few babies,” he grinned proudly.

Smiling, you gladly handed him Hayeon and gave him her little bottle. You realized you were too close because when you glanced up, Baekhyun’s nose almost brushed yours. Pulling away, you turned to go when he asked: “Aren’t you breastfeeding? You shouldn’t drink.”

Preparing two wine glasses, you told him you weren’t. He was silent and when you came out with the glasses and two kinds of bottles he looked up at you holding the options up for him.

“Red,” he said with a smile.

You nodded and poured the both of you a glass and faced him. Humming, you noted: “Being with a baby suits you.”

He smiled knowingly. “Oh, yeah? Well… this one looks a lot like you, to be honest.” He gave a loving caress to Hayeon’s head and you felt your heart squeezing painfully.

“Luckily.” You cleared your throat. “What brings you here?”

Baekhyun cooed at Hayeon a little bit longer before he murmured, catching your eyes. “I was worried… he would do something to you.”

“But you never cared before.”

“That’s not true and you know it.”

You bit your lip. “Why is he with doctor Kim again?”

Baekhyun pressed his lips for a moment, thinking over your question. “He is…” he let out a perplexed laugh, as if unsure what to say, “I don’t know how to put it in words.”

Baekhyun earned your full attention now. “What do you mean?”

“He is in love with doctor Kim.”

Your mouth fell open, the news catching you off guard. “H-he what?”

“Shh,” he shushed gently like he always did with you, and nodded towards Hayeon who was drifting off to sleep in his arms. Your heart squeezed painfully once again, the sight was bittersweet. Your child in his arms. “I found out today too. He had been visiting her for a long time. Turns out they have known each other since high school.”

That sounded awfully familiar. “And now he is trying to get her?”

Baekhyun shrugged once and looked down at Hayeon, her eyes peacefully closed but still diligently sucking on the last droplets of milk. “Maybe?”

“And here I thought he went there to stalk me.”

He turned his head towards you. “Does it matter whether he actually wants doctor Kim?” he asked quietly, the unvoiced actual question palpable in his voice. Do you love your husband enough to be hurt that he wants another woman?

“I feel sorry for her,” was your blunt answer. “But if that means he will change I wish he would ditch me.” You looked Baekhyun in the eyes. “I’ve been wanting this whole nightmare to end for two years, Baekhyun. Two years of being completely helpless, not even able to see you properly. I want him to ditch me and I want to be with you.”

He was listening to you carefully, his eyes sometimes drifting to your lips and the way they shaped when you pronounced some words. “If I told you I have someone else…”

Within seconds your eyes burned up in despair. “No, you don’t.”

Without an answer, he was looking at you; observing the way your cheeks became red along with your nose while your eyes were full of unshed tears. You were so beautiful even after miscarriage. You were ethereal in his eyes even though he just made you cry. Now that Baekhyun thought about it, he didn't remember the last time he saw a genuine smile on your face; it was always either a tired, insincere smile or crying. If he only saw you like that, how many times must have you cried when he wasn't there?

“Please don’t tell me you have someone else,” you whispered when he wouldn't answer.

“It's only natural I would find someone else,” he reasoned matter-of-factly but in a gentle tone so as not to upset you.

“And you came here to tell me this?”

Baekhyun was helpless. He knew your jealousy could be blinding, but he thought with time it would simmer down. “I didn't come here to talk about my private life-”

You snorted sarcastically. “Right. Your private life is how we call it now?” You reached out for sleeping Hayeon and took her into your arms. Without a word you walked to the bedroom. In case you would become even more emotional, you didn't want her to wake. You heard Baekhyun shuffling after you, a conflicting gaze following your every more.

He waited by the door, silently watching you putting Hayeon into her crib. With teary eyes, you observed your daughter a little longer, thinking how wrong everything was at that moment before facing your guest.

Baekhyun didn't move when you closed the door behind you, instead he took hold of your wrist to make you look at him. “I'm sorry. It all came out so wrong.”

“You have nothing to apologize for,” you said evenly. “It's your private life and it's none of my business. Which means you may go. Now that you made sure I wasn't dying on the bedroom floor - because you really care about my well-being - it's time to leave.”

Baekyhun was slowly losing his patience. “Stop acting so freaking stubborn.”

More tears welled up in your eyes. “You are right. So leave. I want to be alone.”

He sighed when you tried to push his hand away. “Sweethea-” he stopped himself, biting quickly into his lower lip. Your heartbeat sped up but then he murmured your name softly and you deflated again. “I didn't mean I'm in a relationship.”

“Then what did you mean?” you pressed.

“I was with other women while I wasn't with you. That's all,” he replied truthfully. “I haven't been in a relationship ever since you left me.”

“But you slept with other women,” you finished.

He nodded, staring into your eyes with pure honesty. He had his heart on his sleeve for you, and you still couldn't help the boiling feelings of betrayal. Maybe it was because you were still recovering from the happenings of the past three days or maybe it was just the way you would always feel when Baekhyun was with another woman, be it romantically or purely physically.

“I still don't get why you are telling me this. I still don't understand why you had to come here now, out of all the times.”

“I want you back,” he whispered. “Even though it is impossible, I want you back. With everything you are.” Your breath hitched in your throat and your heart restarted its wild beating. “It's so fucking difficult to keep my hands off of you, to not touch you, to not be there for you when I know you don't have anyone else to turn to and share your burdens with. I know your asshole of a husband mistreats you with your entire family helping him out. I'm tired of it and if it means going against all the rules, then so be it.”

Hope was making your eyes come alive, he could see it. Even though they were teary, hope sparked through and Baekhyun felt relieved.

“Are you doing this now because you know Minheob has feelings for another woman?”

He was shocked. “W-what? No, it isn't about it-”

“Yes, you are,” you said, not even listening to him, “you wouldn't have come here if my husband wouldn't be seeing doctor Kim right now. Otherwise-”

“No, wait, listen to me-”

“You wouldn't fight for me if it weren't for-”

He murmured your name in warning. “Listen-”

“I can't believe you-”

“For Christ's sake just listen-”

“Make me.”

Baekhyun was furious. Both of you were staring down each other, both of you hurt and desperate. “Make me listen, Baekhyun,” you said again with a steely voice and he grabbed your face and crashed his lips on yours. You let out a moan, his lips so soft against yours despite the kiss being anything but soft. He cradled your face and you didn't waste time in bringing your arms around his neck, bringing him closer. You heard Baekhyun inhale sharply as he sucked on your lower lip before licking it, asking for entrance. He growled when you complied but would fight him for dominance. It was a game of push and pull and he pressed you against the wall next to the bedroom door; the room which you shared with someone that wasn't Baekhyun.

It was thrilling, exciting and you wanted more. Baekhyun tasted much sweeter than you could remember and there wasn't a chance that you'd get enough. When it came to him, it was never enough for you. Thirstily, you pressed your middle to his, causing him to grunt while he sucked on your tongue, his hands on your neck to angle your face for him. You could feel your lips were already swollen but you didn't care. Your hands were buried in his hair, messing it up, pulling on it as you wanted more. More, more, more. You wanted him to devour you, to take you and to never return you.

But it was still Baekhyun. This was unfair to him. And so he was the first one to disattach, pulling away from you slightly to press his forehead against yours while the both of you were panting. You looked at his lips, the way the skin around them was turning a gentle pink, his lips particularly red. God, you loved those lips and how cutely they were shaped.

He caressed your jaw with his thumb, bringing your attention up to his droopy eyes. “I love you,” he confessed.

Your throat went dry for a second. It was like reliving all your happy memories with him all over again. “I love you, too, Baekhyun,” you replied, making sure you were staring into his eyes.

A soft smile spread on his face and he leaned in to kiss you again but stopped just before his lower lip could touch your upper one. “We shouldn't do this, though. You are married, have a baby and it's not right.”

“You already kissed me,” you urged him, not sparing even a heartbeat to think about his words, “it won't make a difference if you do it one more time.” You raised yourself on your tiptoes and kissed him before he could retaliate. He moaned so subtly it almost made your knees buckle. His hands travelled souther, caressing your shoulders before they went to your back where he drew sensual circles, making you feel all sorts of inappropriate things. You dared to bring your hands to the hem of his shirt that was tucked into his jeans and pull it out, wanting to feel his skin under. He let out another moan when he felt your fingertips trailing the outline of his abs- wait, abs?

You pulled away. “Since when are you so ripped?” you breathed which made him chuckle. You lifted his shirt slightly to see that he had a freaking six-pack. Your mouth went agape, but you still felt Baekhyun's hand on the sliver of skin that showed between your jeans and shirt. He didn't dare to go further than that, though.

“Where else can I use my frustrations if not in the gym, hm,” he murmured in a low voice that made your insides squeeze with want.

You rested your head against the wall, looking at him with content. “I caused it all. I'm sorry.”

He sighed and stepped closer, one leg between yours as he cradled your cheek. “I knew from the start it would go like this, you know. Don't apologize.”

“I'm still sorry 'cause I never should have made you go through the things that me and my terrible family did.” You paused for a moment. “Let's start over, together,” you suggested eagerly. “Let's run away.”

Baekhyun took a deep breath. “You know that isn't possible, love.”

“It is,” you insisted, “of course it is. Let's just disappear and not let anyone know.”

“I have to make a living. And I love my job. You need to take care of your daughter as well.”

“So is that a no? Even if I get a divorce and a chance to start over… is that a no?” you asked quietly.

“Look, doctor Kim knows about us. She knows about our relationship because I couldn't focus whenever I knew you were in the clinic. My behavior gave me away and she is a great senior that understood me well. She was the one to tell me to come here and she called your husband over. I'm sure she is lecturing him.”

“What?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, running his thumb over the naked skin of your hip. “I'm sure with time, we can slowly start over again, hm?” he prompted gently, tapping your skin a few times. “Time is all we need.”

“I have to wait more to have you?” You were being greedy. You knew you were. But you couldn't help yourself.

“We waited a long time for each other,” he breathed, “we can wait a little longer. Doctor Kim will help us.”

“Then kiss me one last time. To seal it,” you demanded. “As a promise that you will come back to me, Baekhyun.”

And Baekhyun did.

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It had been weeks now that you found out about Minheob having feelings for the kind doctor Kim. You weren't sure if it was because you were aware of it, but Minheob seemed to become less interested in you overall. He didn't call you when you were busy with the shop, he didn't care if you came home a little later, and not once mentioned Baekhyun to you anymore. It was almost as if that argument never happened.

Even though that seemed to get better, you were still sour because Baekhyun kept the contact between you two quite limited even though he said he wanted you. Sometimes you would exchange texts, because you couldn't keep still; your need to know what he was doing, how he was doing and where he was, was stronger.

It could have been frustrating and maybe now you got a taste of how he must have been feeling the entire time after your break-up. You expecting him to be alone and wait for something to happen was so greedy it made you feel embarrassed. Of course he would have found a woman for pleasure.

You weren't disappointed; hurt maybe because you despised any idea of him being with another woman. After all, you wanted to be the only one to know how he was like in bed, how he would treat a woman after the love-making was done.

You groaned gently, the intruding thoughts not doing you any good. Plus, you were on your period. Maybe you shouldn't have thought about it too much. He confirmed he still loved you and that was all that mattered.

It was almost four months later, your relationship and communication with Minheob almost non-existent and Hayeon a curious toddler, when Minheob said a sentence you never thought you would hear:

“I want a divorce.”

You swiveled around from where you were sitting on the carpeted floor, watching over Hayeon while your tablet was sitting in your lap, going through the new lingerie sets that were supposed to arrive anytime soon. With it, finally, the “unlock, bbh” one as well.

“What?”

“You heard me,” he sighed, sitting on the sofa, emotionlessly looking at an ever-bright Hayeon. “I want to divorce you.”

You were silent, carefully thinking over what to reply next. Maybe you didn't seem as shocked to him as he would have expected you to, but he didn't care at that point.

“I am with another woman. And I want to become a better person for her.”

“I see…”

He rolled his eyes. “At least pretend like you're shocked.” “I am, Minheob. You never told me you are seeing someone else.”

“Just like you never told me you are cheating on me with that doctor of yours.”

“I never-” you started, offended, but all too quickly you remembered kissing Baekhyun in that very house. Minheob couldn't have known about that, though. “I didn't cheat on you. Not like that.”

He let out a dishonest laugh and looked away. “Either way, it doesn't matter anymore. I want it to be as soon as possible.”

“What about Hayeon? She is your daughter.” Minheob didn't care about Hayeon, you knew it. He barely ever tried to initiate anything with her, let alone ask if the baby was doing well.

“Yeah,” he rolled his eyes, “you couldn't even give me a boy. It had to be a daughter.”

You puckered your lips, trying hard not to pick a fight. “I'm sick and tired of you being a misogynistic prick,” you told him in a calm voice. “She is a healthy child and you should be fucking thankful.” You turned to look at Hayeon who was playing with huge baby-safe lego pieces. “I will raise her to become much more badass than any man ever will.”

“Sure, you will.” He was silent for a while. “I will try better. I will take care of my part on her behalf, of course. And the matter with your family - they are all to stay just as usual.”

Not turning to look at him, you hummed. “Good way to become a better person, Minheob.”

“I'll deal with all the paperwork. Let's get everything settled by next week. Since we both agree on divorce.”

Sudden eagerness ignited your hope to be with Baekhyun much earlier than you anticipated. Just the idea of it made you feel elevated.

“And about this house…”

You turned your head to look at your soon-to-be ex-husband. “I will leave with Hayeon, don't worry.”

“Good.”

“Good.”

///

You headed to Baekhyun's that evening. Packing up the baby bag for Hayeon, you put her in the baby carrier basket once you arrived. You knew his new address but not once you visited. Having Minheob as a husband had its perks after all; you could easily look into the employees' personal records.

Baekhyun lived in an upscale apartment building, typical for families that had money. It made you realize just how much he developed professionally.

Shushing Hayeon, you waited for Baekhyun to open the door and when he did, he still looked surprised, even after letting you in through the intercom. “Hi,” you smiled, “I came to talk.”

Baekhyun took you in, noting the sleeping toddler. “Sure, come in,” he said quietly, not wanting to disturb the sleeping child.

“Sorry for coming unannounced,” you muttered sheepishly, admiring the way he looked in simple grey joggers and a white shirt. 

Baekhyun stopped you from going further into his apartment. “Are you okay? Did something happen?”

“No,” you smiled softly, “I have some good news.”

Sitting close to each other, you talked for about two hours; about your future. About the current situation and about the way it all evolved. Baekhyun was surprised but you were relieved when you saw his eyes light up with the same hope that it did with yours. For amoment you were worried he wouldn't reciprocate the excitement but when he almost ducked to kiss you, you knew he still felt the same.

Your faces were so close, you could feel his breath on your cheek. “I was thinking about looking for an apartment…” you trailed off. “Maybe somewhere close to yours?”

“Silly,” sighed Baekhyun affectionately, “you'll come straight to my place.”

Your heart skipped a beat as you eyed his lips. “Are you sure? I will have Hayeon with me,” you admitted, not wanting to sound as sad as you actually felt. It made you sound like a bad mother and maybe just a little bit, you were. Hayeon was such a delight of a child, but she was Minheob's. Baekhyun didn't have anything to do with her and even though you loved her, it also made you mad that you didn't have a child with Baekhyun.

“You know I never had anything against Hayeon. She is innocent and too young. She is barely one, sweetheart. She is your child, how can I not love her?”

Baekhyun's words made your eyes snap up to meet his tender ones.

Slowly he lifted his hand, cradling your cheek. “She looks a lot like you, you know?”

You closed your eyes. “You already told me.”

“And I'm saying it again. She is gorgeous. I bet she will grow up into a beautiful lady just like her mother.”

You smiled, shaking your head gently as to not let his hand fall. “Will you help me raise her into a good and loving child?”

“Of course,” he breathed, his thumb wandering to your lower lip. “We will raise her together.”

Your smile grew wider, now opening your eyes. “I love you so much, Baekhyun. You really have no idea how perfect you are, do you?”

He smiled and leaned in, nudging your nose with his. “I would do anything just to see you smile like that again. I want to keep that smile on your face forever, baby.”

Electricity cursed through your veins. You leaned in, wanting to finally overcome the teasing distance between your lips but Baekhyun stopped you. “Hayeon is sleeping here.”

“She will sleep for a while now. She always sleeps the best after a car ride,” you muttered, still eyeing Baekhyun's lips.

He hummed, acknowledging your words. Then he grabbed your hand gently, intertwining your hands and made you stand up. Eagerly, you followed him to his bedroom and once he closed the door, you stared at each other for a moment before the both of you leaned in at the same time. Kissing each other passionately, he walked you towards his bed and sat down, making you straddle him.

You whimpered at the feel of his wandering hands. “You don't mind kissing me now?” you asked, wanting to be sure you weren't doing something that made him feel uncomfortable.

Baekhyun was looking up at you with huge eyes full of lust and love. The raw crave in his eyes was undeniable and it turned you on. “No. I should have just stolen you a long time ago.”

You giggled but he silenced you with another mind-blowing kiss. Letting him touch you everywhere, you found yourself needing air quickly and Baekhyun moved to your cheek, jaw and neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. Your hands were messing up his before they found the way to his shirt, once again wanting to feel up his abs that contracted under your touch.

“I missed you so much,” groaned Baekhyun when he squeezed your backside as he licked your collarbones before biting. You hissed, but he didn’t stop.

“I missed you much more,” you breathed, closing your eyes in pleasure. “You have no idea how much.”

He hummed and grabbed the v-line of your shirt, yanking it down to show your bra. Hungrily, he attached his lips to the swell of your breast and you moaned loudly, burying your hand in his hair. “I missed these, too,” he muttered, making you chuckle.

When his other hand wandered south to your jeans, you grabbed his hand in alarm.

“B-Baekhyun, I’m on my period,” you breathed shakily, your arousal growing with each touch of his. Because of your stupid monthly issue you wouldn’t be able to enjoy Baekhyun but to your utter shock, he muttered:

“I don’t care.” With that, he hoisted you up in his arms, making you let out a silent squeal as he smiled and brought you to his private bathroom. “Unless you mind,” he added warily.

“No,” you shook your head quickly. “I crave you too much to care.”

The doors closed shut and you were pushed against them, his middle pressed to yours causing you to let out a wanton moan. He wasn’t even inside you but you felt like a bone shattering orgasm was on its way already.

“Fuck, I missed you so much,” he whispered urgently as he sucked on your neck, his other hand supporting you on your backside, and the other wandering inside your shirt.

Your hand was in his hair, grabbing on it, pushing his head into your chest needily. “Jesus, Baek, I need you. No teasing, god.”

This would be a first time for the both of you to be intimate while you were bleeding. As much as it was a little off-putting, neither of you built up the boundaries that seemed to be nonexistent in your relationship.

He grunted as he brought you to the shower stall and gently put you down on your wobbly legs. You were already taking off your shirt and jeans and he was mimicking you, desperate to finally feel each other’s skin. When the both of you were naked, Baekhyun stepped closer to you and reached behind you to turn on the shower.

The first wave had cold water which made you squeal and jump, attacking and hugging Baekhyun to yourself who caught you with a handsome laugh.

“I’ll make you all hot and bothered very soon, princess,” he murmured in your ear, his nose pressed to your hair as you felt his hand caress you over your stomach before he let it slide to your womanhood.

“Baek-“ you started quickly, sudden anxiety eating you away because you were bleeding.

“Shh, no words,” he said and brought his face back to yours, diving in to bite your lower lip. “Just our bodies talking.”

“But-“

“I said,” he pressed and just then he spread your womanhood, his middle finger teasing your lips and the sensitive bud before he quickly let it dive into your hole. Your knees buckled at the sensation and Baekhyun was fast to press you against the wall, letting the water wash away your blood and arousal from his hand.

“Fucking gorgeous,” he grumbled and pushed two fingers inside of you, humming when he watched you open your mouth in an airy moan, your eyes closed in pure ecstasy.

You were panting heavily and when you opened your eyes to look at your lover, you felt like your chest would combust with repressed emotions. You grabbed the back of his head and smashed your lips together, bringing out another pleasurable moan from Baekhyun. The vibration of his chest rang against yours, connecting two wildly beating hearts.

He scissored his fingers inside you, pumped you slowly, in and out, making sure you were well stretched out.

A whimper was what made Baekhyun pull away from the heated kiss. “Do you think you’re ready for me?” he asked in a low voice, his eyes full of affection, desire and lust.

You nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes, just get on with it.”

You reached for his member that had stood up proud in the meantime, keeping close eye contact with his owner. “Since we are doing it while I’m on my period, I can feel all of you,” you breathed as you stood on your tiptoes to kiss him again while you wrapped your hand around his shaft, spreading the pre-cum over the tip with your thumb, closely checking your partner for any reaction. “You can come inside of me.”

Baekhyun hissed and followed with a deep groan as his arm slid around your waist bringing you to him so he could rest his head in your neck. He left open-mouthed kisses lazily on your skin and he squeezed your body when you played with his balls. “Fuck!”

Without warning, he pushed your hand away. “Do you trust me?” he asked, his hands already trailing down your sides, his member pressed to your stomach.

“Always.”

“Then jump for me,” he whispered passionately and was fast to catch you, your legs around his waist and your center just on his manhood. “I will fuck your brains out.” He informed you and you could only plead for him to finally move on. And he did. With just his tip at your center had the both of you close your eyes and moan into each other’s mouths before he slowly pushed in.

“Ahh, yes,” you let out and wiggled in his grasp. Baekhyun hissed sharply biting your earlobe when he managed to slide almost all of him in. “Shit your slick.”

Both of you looked down to where you were connected to see the water wash away a chunk of blood. “Ready?” he asked gently. “Tell me immediately if somethings off.”

You smiled at him deliriously and nodded in confirmation.

Baekhyun started with a slow pace, his thrusts careful, making you feel every single inch of his member, every vein and plain. Being on your period made your womanhood extremely sensitive and aware of every single movement inside you which was the reason your forehead fell into his shoulder, a moan after moan leaving your mouth.

He took your passionate reaction as a yes to speed up, and he set a faster, stronger pace, sliding swiftly in and out of you, each fraction sending pleasurable waves through Baekhyun’s body.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned when he slammed harshly into you, aiming for your gspot, sliding you up the wet wall while you arched your back.

“Yes, Baekhyun, right there!” you screamed, the slight cramps in your lower abdomen wonderfully changing into a wave of ecstasy bringing you closer to the edge. 

“I know my woman well,” he hissed, watching your erotic face expressions with hooded eyes as he gave you another powerful thrust. “Only I know all your secret spots.”

“Yes, yes,” you gasped and leaned in, pushing your tongue into his mouth, your teeth clinking in the process as his length kept filling you up, stretching you so well he was touching your cervix. You felt another chunk of blood releasing and Baekhyun panted, your walls starting to pulse around him, telling him you were close. He quickly fumbled with his hand and brought it to your lower lips, massaging sensually with long fingers while he pounded into you, chasing now his own release as well. The buildup was almost unbearable. Just the idea of him taking you would send him to another world and the fact that he truly had you in his arms, you wrapped around him inside and outside made him release spurts and spurts of cum, his panting coming out in high-pitched moans just when you started to milk him.

You screamed loudly and Baekhyun was mouthing at your breasts hungrily, just as he always did when he was releasing. He gave your nipple a bite as he turned his thrusts into lazy hip-rollings, helping the both of you ride out your highs.

The shower was still fully on but it did little to no help to block out the sexual pants both of you were heaving out.

You locked eyes with Baekhyun’s and caught him smiling in satisfaction. “Kiss me,” he muttered and you gladly leaned in, humming when he licked his way inside, meeting your tongue for a small battle for dominance. You pressed against him, pushing his tongue aside, wanting to win but he whimpered and bit you which made you withdraw with a hiss. You separated with a loud smack. “Cheater,” you whispered in disbelief, your lips red and swollen.

“Am I now?” quirked Baekhyun, flirting, and let you down slowly, slipping out of you. He cradled your face and kissed you innocently as if to make up for the ruined kiss, enjoying the touch of your lips as the water was mixing in.

“That was fucking amazing,” you told him in bliss, hugging his neck. You brought his ear close to your mouth. “Let’s do it again.”

“Nobody said we were done, princess.” Baekhyun had a shit-eating grin when he trailed his fingers up your sides and gently groped your breasts that made you sigh in pleasure right away. Your nipples were already hard and aching but his touch made you feel like you were levitating.

“You’re so damn sensitive. Who knew sex during your period would be this much fun? You are so responsive to every single touch of mine,” he murmured sexily as he let the tip of his nose trail your cheek, darting his tongue out to lick on your skin.

You were aroused yet again and begging for him to resolve this issue.

“You aren't leaving my house tonight,” he told you as he brought his head back to look into your eyes. “I'll take care of you.”

///

2 years later

Baekhyun squeezed your hand with a huge smile as you were both sitting on the ground opposite his parents while Hayeon was running around, playing in Baekhyun's childhood room. A room that held so many memories that were dear to you.

“Sweetie, eat a little bit more,” prompted Baekhyun's mother lovingly. “You are bearing a boy. You need to make sure he comes out all sturdy and ready to face this world.”

You giggled, as you caressed your baby bump, Baekhyun joining you.

“She is quite sensitive, mum. I don't want her to throw up everything afterwards,” commented Baekhyun.

He was right. As painless as Hayeon's pregnancy was, this little boy inside of you was making you nauseous 24/7. You found it quite ironic how your family wanted you to bring a boy into the family when you were with Minheob, yet now, when you were with Baekhyun, it was a boy. It was more exciting because Baekhyun did the ultrasound and finding out the gender of your baby had its own magic when he was the doctor.

The past two years, everything was so different yet the same. Living with Baekhyun was perfect despite typical arguments. He was understanding and you were trying to be okay with his busy schedules at the clinic.

Baekhyun wanted you to settle in properly in his house along with Hayeon before you would start a family with him. Being careful in bed was not the most fun for you, as you always wanted to feel everything he could offer, but once the both of you gave each other the green, your life became much more exciting. You were eager to get pregnant with Baekhyun's child. Finally, the old, rusty dreams you had as a teenage girl could come true.

After hearing some rustling, you stood up. “I'm gonna check up on Hayeon,” you said and strolled over to Baekhyun's bedroom. “Hayeon,” you muttered, seeing her going through some old biology books. You laughed. “Out of all the things in this room, this is what caught your attention?” you asked her, and walked over.

“Mama, look!” she pointed at some drawings Baekhyun had in the corner of the page.

“Oh, what is that,” you faked excitement and then you looked properly. Decoding Baekhyun's terrible scribbles, you gasped quietly.

hottest chickkk in the entire school >< and shes mine woow

love is not as bad as guys make it out to be

because i love herrr

“The hell is this?” you murmured, not even noticing Baekhyun standing behind you.

He laughed loudly and you looked up at him in question. “Well, what do you think it is? It's about you, silly,” he said and crouched, hugging you from behind. “Many guys were crazy about you, yet I got you.”

You snorted a laugh. “Sure, half of the school envied me and the other hated me for being who I am,” you said, looking at his side profile.

“Ah, look at you talking and talking instead of kissing your gorgeous husband,” muttered Baekhyun playfully, letting his hands slide over the baby bump. In response, you kissed Baekhyun's cheek.

“No kissing daddy!” Hayeon complained.

Hearing Hayeon calling Baekhyun her father warmed your heart. “I can't kiss daddy?” She didn't respond, instead observing you and Baehyun. “Together?” you tried.

She grinned with her tiny teeth and Baekhyun laughed at her cuteness. “Come over, my little princess,” he opened his left arm, not letting go of you. Hayeon squealed, jumping straight at Baekhyun which made him grunt. Without waiting, she pressed her mouth to Baekhyun's cheek while Baekhyun turned to you with a mischievous glint. He pressed his lips to yours and you smiled widely.

“Love you three so much,” said gently Baekhyun, looking at you and Hayeon while caressing your bump.

“Love you more,” you whispered and stole another kiss before Hayeon could notice.

Even though not everything was perfect, you finally were together as you should have been since the start of the mess. With most of it being resolved, you were excited to face a brand new chapter with Baekhyun and with the family you created with him.

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A/N: Hi! If you read till now, THANK YOU SO MUCH. My first angsty-smutty story phew. I am red and I do need to take a break lol. >< I really hope you liked this story and that you are satisfied with the happy end. ^^ I am satisifed. On this blog I have rarely a bad-ending stories soooo... Yes!

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[skzfairies]

sooyoung’s relationship with nct 127!

✿ taeyong

hes literally whipped for sooyoung okay

like he will do ANYTHING for her

he wants to look after her because she’s just so cute and child-like

well she is a child, and taeyong was like, this kid, i must adopt and protect 🤞

another one of her dads; she has many parent figures in nct....

also... BOTH OF THEM ARE SO DRAMATIC WHEN THEY REUNITE

they act like they haven’t seen each other for years.... when in reality it’s only been three days

“YOU CAME BACK!”

“I COULD NEVER LEAVE YOU MY CHILD!”

constant head pats from both parties 🤞

sooyoung always wants to help him out the best she can, and once she tried to fill in as a leader during practice.... yeah that didn’t work

taeyong appericated the effort tho 😭

SOOYOUNG LONG FLIGHT FIGHTER

she loves that song sm omg

she always plays it during vlive even if it’s been awhile since it came out 🤞🤞

shes a taeyong shooter 🙄✋

✿ taeil

so it took both of them a bit longer to get closer than the other members

but not as long as her and jungwoo okay

they got more close when nct 2018 happened

they danced close by each other for a lil bit and they just naturally got close

they fooled around a lot and just laughed with each other

SOFT SOFT

sooyoung was lowkey having a hard time in 2018 and the first member she opened up about it to was taeil surprisingly

even tho she didn’t really know taeil for that long, she just felt like she could trust him a lot

like she just felt instantly comforted around him and safe,,, if that makes sense??

she talked to him over the phone, and taeil literally wanted nothing more than to just hug her,,,

he gave her the best advice he could give her, and promised that they would hang out soon

and sooyoung is just forever greatful for him because he helped her a lot during that time even if he didn’t really realize it

they got so close in such a small period of time it was amazing, and so soft

they trusted each other so so so much

like sooyoung loves her members and all and would never ever trade them for anything

but she felt like taeil was the only one who didnt make a huge deal out of her being a girl in a boy group

he didn’t comment on it or anything, or treat her any differ at first and she appreciated that a lot :(

taeil best boy okay

sooyoung loves him to pieces and he loves her too <3

✿ johnny

ok they are literally brother or sister

or father and daughter ???? idk

but monique and johnny are like, super super close

and so are sooyoung and monique

and whenever all the members were together, sooyoung would literally just gravitate towards monique because monique literally adopted her okay 🤞

and monique was normally always w johnny so sooyoung and johnny were BOUND to be friends

and now monique and johnny are literally sooyoung’s parents LMAO

sooyoung is so energetic and bubbly around him and johnny is ALSO very bubbly and energetic with her so they just CONNECT

like their vibes fit together so well

other than monique and mark and haechan, johnny is her closet friend in 127 <3

whenever she was at the 127 dorm, she always goes into his room even if she didn’t come to see him like 🤞

ITS JUST SOMETHING ABOUT JOHNNY’s VIBES KEEPS HER COMING

once monique fell asleep while her and sooyoung were hanging out, and sooyoung being the social butterfly she is, went to johnny’s room to just hang out, and they literally had like a FOUR HOUR CONVERSATION

and them monique woke up and was like ??? were you both talking the whole time i was asleep ??

they didn’t even realize it had been four hours.... LMAO

ANOTHER GAMING DUO 🤞

they both beat each other equally, but they normally team up and play against other members

once, haechan, johnny, monique and sooyoung were all playing video games together

monique and haechan were on one team, and johnny and sooyoung were on another

AND JOHNNY AND SOOYOUNG CORNERED HAECHAN AND MONIQUE AND BEAT THEIR ASSESSSS

it was legendary

it had haechan begging for mercy 😭

✿ yuta

okay yuta is like one out of few people that sooyoung is lowkey shy with

like she always tries to get to know people, but yuta just makes her like 😟😟

she finds him like super super cool

maybe she has a crush on him 🤭 we’ll never know

but like, she looks up to him a lot and is literally amazed at just his BEING

okay i think we all would BECAUSE YUTA IS JUST SO COOL OKAY

she wants to get a belly button piercing because of him 🤞

like he’s just someone who she looks up to alottttg

they have had a few conversations and sooyoung was just like “....hii”

yuta was trying SO HARD not to laugh, because it was funny to see sooyoung so shy and nervous because that’s barely how she acts 😭😭 so he knows about her lil crush

and he teases her for it <3

✿ doyoung

SARCASTIC LEGENDS OKAY

never pair them together

because they will NOT GIVE U A BREAK

literally spawn of the devils

the members swear that sooyoung used to be really nice and caring (ofc she still is) but ever since she met doyoung she hasn’t been the same since 😭

doyoung is like I DID NOTHING ???

he really didn’t do anything.... sooyoung just sat back and learnt

doyoung do sooyoung do type beat

no but they are very very chaotic,,, in their own way

yk how doyoung had that 5am time slot for the relay cam (that was him right?)

he complaied about it to sooyoung, and she normally stays up late (doing god knows what)

so she made sure to call him EXACTLY at 5am, and would not stop until he answered

he answered and was like .... “hello?”

and she was just DYING she was laughing so hard, because doyoung was so confused and obviously so tired 😭 and sooyoung here was awake as ever

she gave him good luck and then hanged up, and she called him back like thirty minutes later to make sure he was awake 😭

he tried exposing her face on facetime on camera, but luckily the editor blurred her face out 🤞

SOOYOUNG IS STILL PRETTY EVEN AT FIVE AM OKAY

she just looked sleep deprived....

doyoung scolded her to go to bed and she was like “🙄 don’t tell me what to do i go to bed on my own time.”

doyoung just rolled his eyes and hanged up on her, and texted jeno to make sure this child went to bed

OHHHH DO YOU GUYS REMEBER WHEN DOYOUNG LIKE BABYSAT DREAM AND TOOK THEM OUT

YEAHH SOOYOUNG TAGGED ALONG 😭

WHY DOES EVERYONE FROM NCT WANNA ADOPT HER

✿ jaehyun

a very chill friendship

now, they can have their moments, but it’s mostly calm and quiet, but it’s not awkward yk ?

okay THEY DO HAVE AN AWKWARD MOMENT, but it was ONE TIME, and their first time like, hanging out by themselves, so you gotta give them a break 🙄

sooyoung was at the 127 dorm, yet again, and she came to hang out w monique BUT SHE FELL ASLEEP ON HER,,,, AGAIN

i cant tell u how many times monique has fallen asleep when sooyoung hangs out w her at the dorm

ITS BECAUSE SOOYOUNG ALWAYS COMES AT NIGHT 😭😭

and monique is old,,,, ANYWAYS

sooyoung was pretty sure she left her charger in the living room, so she went to go get and jaehyun was in there,,,

and she was like “....hello....” she rlly didn’t know what to say, she just wanted her charger 😭

and jaehyun was like, “lemme guess, monique fell asleep on you?” and sooyoung nodded her head and chuckled nervously, sighing when her charger was no where in sight

jaehyun asked her what she was looking for, and when she told him that his was her charger, jaehyun chuckled and left for his room, before coming back with it

“i put it up so no one would steal it” JAEHYUN BEST BOY 🙄✋

he invited her to watch tv w him, and she did and it was lowkey awkward but the show was good and jaehyun brought her some snacks so it was worth it

since then they got closer, and they exchanged numbers and now they just facetime whenever they are bored

they mostly just talk about what they have been doing since they have been talking last, but sometimes sooyoung will give him a tour of the dorm or her room, and will randomly interview her members

once she re did her side of the room while jaehyun and her were calling 😭

jisung came back and was like ???? what did you do

jaehyun is like her chill brother

like he doesn’t fuss over her or anything, they just idk how to explain it BUT THEY JUST VIBE OKAY

like their relationship might seem boring but they both love it vry much and appreciate it a lot 🤞

✿ jungwoo

okay at first these two werent very close

like ofc they talked, and joked around but they never really got close close because there’s just so many members and things get chaotic yk

they didn’t get closer until work it, yes sooyoung was in the work it unit :D

and they like, immediately connected

they were like.... HOW WERE WE NOT FRIENDS BEFORE ???

sooyoung literally finds jungwoo so funny... HE IS HES A COMEDIAN ICON OKAY

together they are litteraly so funny omg 🤞

BOTH OF THEN TALK ABOUT HARRY POTTER TOGETHER

after jungwoos relay cam got released sooyoung called mark and was like “WHAT THE HECK MARK YOU ARE SO UNCULTURED HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THE SIRIUS BLACK??”

and jungwoo was in the room AND HE WAS DYING AND SOOYOUNG WAS JUST GOING ON A RANT AND MARK WAS LIKE 😟😟😟😭😭

anyways... iconic and hilarious duo we love to see it

[bakibakini]

✦ first kisses with the swedes ( tua ) ✦ headcanons

pairings : axel x reader ; otto x reader ; oscar x reader

genre : fluff 

notes : yea ik my life is going downhill ... ik ik .... but i love them so much im lich rally making commission ocs to ship w them N  E ways , no one asked for this except for my heart,,,, the swedes live rent free in my mind so pls send req 4 them

✧˖*°࿐

axel : 

it’s true that axel is a very tactical , put - together man , and upon first glance one might even say that he’s scared of nothing , he can do everything . including knowing the ins and outs of physical affection .

unfortunately ... that’s wrong . he may not show it , but he’s quite awkward when it comes to physical affection . not shy or anything , he’s just ... clueless . 

in all his life , especially after joining the commission , he didn’t really think he’d need to be physically affectionate with anyone , but then you came along and he’s honestly like ??? 

he relies on you to show him the ropes ! ( if anyone asks i may or may not write some stuff up abt how he shows his love in other ways but u have to ask 🤭🤭 ) 

he gets the hang of hugs , and cuddles , and other forms of affectionate touches pretty quickly , and because he’s so observant , he can usually tell just from the way you glance at him when you want him to hold you ( granted it’s not in public , he’s not a big fan of pda ) . 

kissing is another story though - you’re like super 🥺👉👈 when it comes to axel , so you’re a bit too shy to kiss him , whereas he honestly doesn’t know when to do it ??? he’s seen a few silly romance movies where people kiss in really romantic settings , but he can’t really do that ( at least not now ; because of work ) , so he doesn’t do anything , thinking the time and place has to be very specific .

that is until ... one particular time - 

whether you’re in the commission or not , because you’re close to axel , you’re bound to get mixed up to some extent , and one day you get too mixed up for his liking . 

you get injured , not badly ( because if you were badly injured , axel would not waste a second trying to get you help ) , but enough to get axel riled up . after he’s taken care of the threat , you try to reassure him that you’re fine , but your voice quickly gets lost in your throat , as axel discards his weapons and runs up to hold you , pressing his lips against yours right after . 

it happens so quickly ; you’re honestly more shaken up by the kiss than the fact that you were just attacked . it’s so passionate , and desperate , his arms wrapped around you tightly making it even more deep .

not gonna lie , your knees go a little weak - 

once he pulls away he practically shoves your face to his chest , then kisses the top of your head , and you’re all like : 0000

he doesn’t need to speak for you to know he was scared ( you may have been grateful for that though , the kiss was nice !! )

you make a mental note of asking for more kisses later and after that spur of the moment need to have you so close to him , he's 100% sure he can kiss you any time you're alone .

✧˖*°࿐

otto : 

he’s just a huge teddy bear idk what you’re talking about -

otto is so whipped for you , the second you’d get into a relationship is the second he’s all over you ! 

you don’t even need to say anything , he can engage physical affection by himself , cuz he just loves you a lot !!! omg !!! you’re his favorite person !! you bet he’s going to squeeze the soul out of you !!! 

but then comes the time to kiss you and he’s instantly like “ 😶 wait is this real rn ”

he feels like kissing you , really , but suddenly his hands clamp up , his heart starts racing and he can’t move . honestly you can feel him tense up , but you think it’s cute that he gets nervous around you , so you don’t say anything . 

every time he loses his chance to kiss you , he screams internally . you could kiss him , but honestly , you sense his inner distress of not being able to do it by himself , and you kinda wanna see him do it !! mayhaps it’s sadistic of you , but you’re just waiting for him to gather the courage !!! you’re sure he can do it eventually !!! 

it happens when you’re watching a movie , a shitty rom - com to be precise . it was your idea , your little way of teasing him . once the first kiss scene came on , you made sure to sigh wistfully , making a comment about how sweet it was . 

you hadn’t expected him to do anything , for some reason , but next thing you know , he’s leaning over , and kissing you , and you’re absolutely gone . you’re so surprised , you can’t even hold in a muffled yelp of surprise . it prompts him to place his hand on your shoulder ( he doesn’t want you to run away , but him squeezing your shoulder probably doesn’t help !! )

after he pulls away , you’re just staring at each other , both dumbfounded .

“ o - otto !! y - you - ” you whine , and groand , and plop your head against his chest to obscure your blushing face . the sight of you being all cute makes him calm down , and pull you closer . 

in conclusion , he’s more babie than he looks . 

✧˖*°࿐

oscar : 

he’s not initiating it , he’s way too baby . he’s so !!! baby !!!!!!! he’s horrified !!!!!!!! ( not of you obviously , but of showing affection first ) 

take him by the hand , hug him , pull him into your chest for a change ; anything to ease him into your relationship . granted you’re not just as shy , you find it endearing . he’s just so 🥺🥺🥺 and you’re so happy to be with him ( even if it frustrates you that he’s still to shy to just take your damn hand !! ) 

he asks his brothers for advice and they just make fun of him , let’s be real . it’s only because they’re both disasters , too .

you love him so so much , but you're fed up , so it's time to take matters into your own hands , sweetie !

you decide it's going to be quick , right before he and his brothers leave for another assignment so he wouldn't have the time to dwell on it .

they're all getting ready as you tip-toe your way closer to oscar , offering him a wide smile , eyebrows scrunched in inevitable worry for his safety , even though you know he can very well take care of himself .

" hey , oscar , " you start , successfully getting his attention . the moment he turns to you , you're quick to give him a short kiss on the lips . " take care ! "

oscar.exe stopped working

it takes him a minute to realize what just happened , but once he does , he nods frantically .

on the way to their assignment , oscar can't stop thinking about that little kiss and promises himself to try and ask you for another one . after officially seeing the magic , this mans wants more , even if he's still a little shy about it --

[ohmyitsfaith]

Did I mention?

Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: “Omg I just had the saddest idea (kind of haha).So with Number Five, something where he likes the reader and has been giving signals to her here and there, and then the day he works up the courage to ask her out she's a bit rude to him, but she was just having a bad day. But to him that was a bullet to the heart because he was already very insecure, so basically his hole week is ruined, and at the end she notices how sad he is and remembers her mistake. Just lots of fluff and cuddles from there.” -Requested by anonymous

Warnings: some angst

Word count: 1.9k

A/n: This took longer than I expected it to take. I started with one idea but then deleted the whole thing and changed the title and the idea lol. But I like the outcome, hopefully you’ll too!

Five was torn. He had no idea what to do. He was so lost and he lost hope too. He needed guidance but he had no idea where to or who to go to. He couldn’t go to Vanya… she was still depressed about losing Sissy. He couldn’t go to Klaus, he couldn’t give normal advice. His brother Luther was only in love with his sister, so he wants no advice from him. And Diego was still obsessed with finding Lila. So…

“Hi Five.”

He flinched at the sudden sound of your voice.

“Y-y/n!” he stuttered.

A confused smile made its way up your mouth and soon it reached your eyes. You were happy to see the boy, but to your recollection he never stuttered. You sat down next to him as he cleared his throat.

“Hi Y/n” he said, sounding much more collected.

“What are you up to?” you asked, the smile still evident on your face.

“Uh- uh nothing” he said, kind of panicked. “W-what are you up to?”

“Are you okay?” you asked with a giggle.

“Y-yeah! I guess…” he sighed, putting his face into his hands. “I don’t know…” he mumbled.

“What’s wrong?” you put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it lightly.

“T-there… huh… there- there is a girl” he muttered.

“A girl?” you asked, shocked. “What girl?”

“She- she’s very… beautiful. And… she’s an amazing person…” he started.

“But?” a pang of jealousy hit your chest.

“But she’s blind! At least to me… I’ve sent so many signs her way and she either doesn’t see it, or… or she just doesn’t care” he sounded troubled.

“Tell me… about her” you said, even though you felt incredibly jealous.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking up at you.

“Five, I can see that it’s troubling you. You’re my best friend and I could go to you when I needed help. Now I’m here to do the same” you smiled at him softly.

“Okay” he sighed, already feeling bad that he’s telling you about yourself, without you knowing that it was you and… “Well… she’s very smart and witty. Which is good, because she can always just hit me with a comeback. And she’s incredibly pretty. Like the “you can look at the sun but not her” type. She’s also very friendly. And nice. And sweet. She’s the whole package, you know?” he looked at you sadly. “And I love her so much…” he said looking at you, but then turned his head away. “But I don’t know how to tell her. I’m so scared that she’ll reject me… that I’ll ruin our friendship. She’s a great friend, but I wish she was my girlfriend.”

You thought for a few seconds, just looking at the boy. He looked so lost. Obviously, he never experienced something like this and now he was scared and confused. Your heart fell at the thought of him being with another girl, but then as you thought, you realized that you didn’t want him to be miserable. So you tried your best to give him a good advice.

“Look, I’m not an expert in romance. But… what I think you should do is… just try to talk to her, okay?” you sighed. It was hard for you. “Like… you said she’s a great friend, right? Just… try to ask her. I know, it’s hard… but… you’ll feel this immense amount of stress… just… dissipate. It’s… scary. But you’ll feel better. And… if she rejects you, she doesn’t deserve you.” you said. “You’re a great person, Five. Anyone would be glad to be your significant other. And I’ll always be here to help you. So if she rejects you, I’ll be here as a shoulder to cry on.”

Five sighed, looking at you with a sad expression. He then nodded and pulled you in a hug. You hugged him tightly, like if you let him go, he’ll disappear. Then you sighed and let him go.

“Come. Let’s get coffee to calm your nerves” you smiled at him.

“Thank you, Y/n” he sighed, a small smile appearing on his lips.

“Any time lover boy” you joked and his smile grew.

The next day was horrible for you. Your anxiety was acting up and the thought of Five getting a girlfriend, who was not you, felt like a stab every time it appeared in your mind.

You grumpily made your way to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee for yourself. You sat at the table and looked at nothing in front of you.

“Good noon Y/n” Klaus chirped and you mumbled a hello. “Somebody is in grumpy mood today. Is everything alright my little friend?”

You looked up at him and if looks could kill, Klaus surely would be ten feet underground.

“Okay, well… I understand” he said, putting his hands up in surrender. “Oh, Five! Good noon!”

“Good morning Klaus, Y/n” Five said in his usual “everything sucks and you’re possibly the cause of it” tone. “I need to talk to you” Five whispered to you.

“Five! Would you like a cup of coffee?” Klaus asked.

“Y-yeah!” he waved his hand at his brother and stayed at your level. “Can we?”

“I don’t have time Five” you mumbled.

“Is there something wrong?” he asked, concerned.

“Everything is wrong, Five” you scoffed and stood up.

“Y-y/n?” he called after you.

But you didn’t even look back, just walked up the stairs, right into your room. You had no time or the mood for a talk with Five about some other girl. And you kept that mood for the whole day. Of course you felt bad for being mean to Five, but you couldn’t stop it. You had a bad day, it happened to everyone.

For Five that’s what caused a bad week. Not just a bad day, a bad week. From the morning when you dismissed him, he just avoided you. He felt heartbroken and just broken in general. He of course didn’t know that you had a bad day that day, in his mind he convinced himself that you found out about him loving you and you were so disgusted that you didn’t even want to look at him. Of course, he should’ve figured it out when after a day you were there and tried to talk to him, but he was too heartbroken for that.

So he avoided you. Whenever he entered a room and saw you there, he turned back. When you walked into a room he was in, he could’ve been doing anything, he abandoned that and went to find something else to do. Or when your paths crossed, he simply teleported out of the way and to the place he needed to be.

It was like a mouse-cat game and you were the cat, trying to catch him. You always saw his heartbroken expression and your heart ached for the boy. You didn’t know if this was because of the one time you were mean to him or if it was from a rejection from that girl he mentioned. However, you couldn’t even find it out since he never was in the same room as you.

The twist came on the day nearly a week after he started avoiding you. You planned all your move and calculated his. You weren’t sure if it was right, but you hoped it was. The day started in the kitchen. You walked in, saw him and when he saw you and went to leave, you blocked his path. As you calculated, he simply teleported behind you, but your hand was there to catch his arm. From then, he tried to blink out of your hold, but your grip was strong and he pulled you with him. You knew what to expect, so you didn’t let him go when the nausea hit you. He was shocked by how sternly you stood in front of him, still holding onto his arm. In his shock, he didn’t even try to blink away from you.

“That’s enough” you said, your voice strong and almost dominating. “This has been going on for a week. You’re going to tell me why the fuck you’re avoiding me and you’re going to tell me now.”

He blinked twice before sighing. He accepted defeat and grabbing your hand, he pulled you to his bed.

“Okay” he sighed.

His hands were shaking and his feet were bouncing. You could tell by the clear signs that whatever was bothering him and causing him to avoid you, was making him super anxious. You slowly put your hand on his, grabbing onto it and holding it to calm him.

“Is this about the girl you told me about?” you asked softly and he slowly nodded. “Did she reject you?”

“Yeah, I think so” he said.

“You think so?” you got confused.

“Y/n…” he turned to you. “That girl is you.”

You stopped breathing for a moment. At first your heart started racing, but then is sank in your chest as you realized that that day when Five wanted to talk to you and you dismissed him, he was trying to tell you this exact same thing. And you being rude to him, let him believe that you rejected him. Then you felt him start to pull his hand away. You quickly squeezed his hand, holding onto it as tightly as you could. You looked into his eyes and a soft smile tugged at your lips.

“Really?” you asked and he nodded. “You- you love me?”

His blood rushed to his face as he nodded again. A happy breath left your mouth as you put your hand on his cheek and turned it towards you. You smiled at him before pressing your lips to his. His breath hitched at the feeling but soon closed his eyes and deepened the kiss.

Your first kiss with him felt like heaven. You finally understood why people were so excited for their first kiss. It was simply amazing. Feeling the lips of the one you love on your lip, was one of the most amazing feelings in the whole world. As he kissed you more than once until both of you were out of breath and panting. Still, as he put his forehead to yours, you let out a giggle and he smiled at the adorable sound. You pecked his lips a last time before leaning your head on his shoulder, your nose digging into his neck. Your breath tickled his neck, but he just pulled you closer to him.

You ended up lying in his bed, with you practically on top of him. He didn’t seem to mind though, as his arms went around your waist and held you as close to him as possible.

“Did I mention that I’m in love with you?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to disturb the calming quiet.

“And did I mention that I’m in love with you too?” he asked, his volume and tone matching yours.

“Please tell me this means we’re officially dating” you whispered.

“I thought that I made that quite clear” he let out a breathy laugh.

“Okay” you sighed and closed your eyes.

“Are you going to take a nap?” he asked.

“Maybe” you hummed. “Are you?”

“A nap sounds nice” he shrugged.

You lifted your head from his chest and propped yourself up on your arms. Five looked at you and you pulled yourself up more to be completely above him.

“I love you” you said, looking into his eyes.

“I love you too” he said, a small smile tugging at his lips, which you kissed not even a second later.

You lay down and hugging each other, you slowly fell asleep.

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[emiliaheartfeel]

Supergirl

Chapter 11: Can we keep her

AN: Hey so a lot of this volume will be written too. I am hoping to update every Friday and Sunday, but Sunday is for sure maybe not Friday though.

I am also so so sorry for not updating for a while I got super sick and was in and out of the hospital for a while.

You hadn’t been feeling like yourself ever since you got back to Tokyo a few days ago. Being by yourself in you apartment didn’t help. The gym was still closed when you got back and there was only so much running you could do in a day to distract yourself. What you were doing isn’t healthy but you don’t care. It’s better then crying in a room all alone. Every once in a while you call Suna to talk and calm down. He did in fact FaceTime you everytime he watched Toliet-Bound Hanako and sometimes you would see his sister that was two years younger then you because she was a huge fan of some of the programs you support. It was always weird for you when people talked about you as if your this strong indestructible woman especially right now. Sighing as you walk up to your apartment lost in though your phone rings.

Tsum-Tsum 🥺

You ignore it. But quickly shoot him a text that you’re studying for your exams. According to some law athletes under the age of 17 have to still take school exams and pass with a B. You home schooled yourself mostly sometimes your adoptive unit would help when the subject was particularly difficult. Sometimes, a lot of the time, you just FaceTimed Osamu to help you cause he did the same stuff last year. He would probably be calling you here soon too. The twins knew something was up you were hardly responding to them and kept giving excuses as to why you couldn’t talk whenever they called. You felt a little bad for ignoring them, but you didn’t want to deal with your emotions yet. Because if you don’t confront it you guys are still the best of friends, right? You knew it was because you were a coward and couldn’t handle whatever they would say to defend their actions. Honestly you just wanted to pretend you don’t even know. Just go back to shooting Atsumu texts about the dumbest things you see or sending Osamu recipes you find. You miss saying good night to them over the phone. Even being so far from them physically they had been part of your everyday life even when you were in Tokyo. Not wanting to dwell on it anymore you finish up some homework and take melatonin and start your night routine. You go to bed declining Atsumu’s phone call ones again hoping that with the gym opening tomorrow life will get easier.

“L/N-San you are going to train with Komori-San for a awhile, I think she can rank in Nationals this year if she is pushed right,” your coach called pushing the brunette towards you. You give him a firm nod and glance at Komori-San whom you have never been introduced to even though you both had been at this gym for the last 4 years.

“Call me Y/N I hate formalities,”

“Then call me Akari!”

If you remembered right she was around your age and had decent enough routines, but her lack consistency made her seem mediocre. She only seemed slightly nervous over the fact you two were training together. Many people would question why the world’s best was training with someone who has yet to be nationally rank, simple most nationally ranked girls were in Kyoto. You nod and get started. Through out the day you begin to relax and enjoy Akari’s company and explaining how to do certain flips or transitions helped you better understand it. Akari didn’t seem to have much fear she just lacks focus. You realized you liked her a lot and believed honestly maybe if she worked hard enough she might rank high enough to be invited to international events.

Days turn into weeks and you continue dodging the teams explaining your just too busy working with Akari, but you were only training with Akari with about six hours a day you spent another three with individual training. Anyone could see you have been over working yourself for weeks. Akari and you had grown much closer since then and she has improved astronomical since then even exceeding the coaches expectation. She was so sweet and treated you like a normal girl which you loved. When she did manage to drag you away from the gym you two were spending time together shopping are doing homework at your apartment. It helped a little with the growing dread in you every time you saw a missed call from one of the twins.

“Komori-San come here for a moment” your coaches yelled. Akari nodded at you and smiled before running over to the coach you start stretching yourself to cool down from a day of training. It doesn’t take long for Akari to come racing back over and lunging at you.

“Y/N-Chan coach says I am on for the meet with Kyoto!!”

She is so excited she is bouncing. You can’t help but be excited too. After helping her, you have grown quite attached to the girl. With a broad smile she giggles

“Y/N-Chan you have to come to family dinner! I get this chance because of you!!”

“No Akachan it’s cause of your hard work”

“Pretty please Y/N-Chan come over and eat with us!”

“Fine but we should probably shower first,”

“Omg yes! My cousin is a germaphobe so we should be so gross”

You girls did just that as soon as practice ended. It was the first time you left with Akari instead of work yourself to the bone again. Akari and you walk out with your arms linked and she leads to two boys in track suits. One had the same chestnut brown hair and oval eyebrows Akari did so you assumed that was her brother. The other was a boy with wavy hair and dark eyes wearing a mask. He had to beauty marks above his right eyebrow.

“Guess who is going to part of the Kyoto meet with most of the National girls!”

“Gold medalist Y/N L/N”

“No, Moyota-nii it’s me!”

“Would have never guessed”

“Mean!”

“Well I mean he’s still right, last I checked Akachan I am going”

“You’re Y/N L/N?”

“The one and only,”

“Your performance two years ago was simply breathtaking,”

“Oh thank you!

“Omg Nii-San are you seeing this! Omi-nii is being nice to someone else!”

“Who are you and what have done with our cousin?”

“I am merely stating fact,”

“Can we keep her? Like you are actually being nice,”

“She’s not a pet”

“But she’s cute like one”

“…”

“I don’t know how I feel about being compared to a pet.”

“Shh we have adopted you”

As you hang out with them your phone goes off and you don’t have the heart to check and see if it is one of the twins. Akari smiles back at you as her and grabs your hand to pull you along with them.

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@kaleidoscopekai @je-suis-argent-miel @liferuinedby5idiotsand1genius @poppi144 @idontevenknow129 @ssuna @im-the-music-whore @kac-chowsballs

[thebigqueer]

hiii! could you write a fic/headcanons of leo, nico and will. i had no idea that was a ship until recently and i love it!!! and i want to read how they get together. in my mind solangelo is already dating (bc leo is in no condition to date after canon) and after leo comes back (after toa5) they became friends and eventually they confess to leo (when he already got over calypso and is better emotionally y'know?). no pressure if you don't feel like writing this tho :)))

hhhh anon im sorry i absolutely would love to write this for you into like an actual fic but it takes me a long time to write fics :(

but! i can def give you headcanons! after all they’re like fics but in outline form and much less grammatically correct! but if i do make a fanfic, i’ll be sure to post it. maybe you’ll like it! can’t make any promises i’d write it anytime soon though cuz i have a few more projects on the line but you know... i’m def considering making one after everything i’ve written in this post...

okay exactly yes i totally agree that leo only gets with them after he’s emotionally stable & after toa5

this is straying from soldezangelo a little but i made a post here about what i personally think should have happened w/ leo’s ending in HoO, if you’re interested in reading it. i’m gonna make the following bullet points based on that

but tldr: i’m just basically saying that i wish caleo ended up leaving ogygia as friends so that leo didn’t get that forced romance on him

so he stays at the waystation for a while with calypso (only as friends; like they’re staying there and are really adorable friends) and all the while he’s really thinking only about himself and his well-being. he goes back to high school and keeps up with that project he’s doing w/ other kids and giving them opportunities to make things (GOD THAT WAS SO CUTE)

then leo decides that maybe for the winter, he’ll go back for a trip (i also hc that piper and percy and annabeth go to chb for the same winter so that some of the seven see each other!)

there, he meets will and nico, but i think mostly he’s interested in talking w/ nico. so they talk a lot. nico expresses how angry they were for leo dying like that and scaring everyone, and leo says he’s sorry but he had to. i think this also provides nico and leo the perfect opportunity to talk about jason, since they were both really good friends with him. and nico also understands that it was leo’s decision and his sacrifice. but they also talk about how leo’s sacrifice kind of... felt weird. since in the end, they still lost the storm but the fire lived on (ehehhehe idk if that made sense but i was tryna be smart lakjsdlfkj) 

i think that opportunity ultimately provides nico and leo to get along a LOT better with each other, and they both realize that they actually have been through a lot of similar feelings. by which i mean theyre both so fuckin mentally unstable and they relate to one another.

nico talks about how he’s been in a relationship with will for a while, and leo’s happy for him, really. but i think a small part of him is jealous, too. not because “oh god here’s another couple im supposed to worry about after ive just started getting over this ingrained idea of needing romance to solve all my issues and feeling like i belong,” but more because i think leo’s always been a little attracted to nico since they were on the argo II with each other. i don’t think he ever acted on those feelings, especially since a lot of the people on that ship were more judgmental towards nico and he probably felt like he had to be as well (by the way, none of this is an excuse to leo’s treatment of nico, or, by extension, an excuse for anyone’s treatment of nico on the argo II.)

leo apologizes to nico about how he treated him, and nico smiles and tells him it’s fine. like, nico has had his own bout of personal growth as well, especially in the past year. he doesn’t - and won’t - forget how people treated him, but now he’s learning to just let it go, in a sense. 

and i think this is when leo and nico kind of develop underlying feelings for each other. 

leo and nico probably hang out a lot, but will also joins becuase he’s nico’s boyfriend, and nico loves to have him tag along. so i think leo feels a little intimidated by will, like “damn my crush is really just bringing along their boyfriend huh??” 

and leo’s like. so jealous. like “ugh why does this hot golden ray of sunshine have to ruin everything. why is he always around. he’s so fucking distracting. like hello i’m trying to simp for nico but he’s so gorgeous for the both of us.” and then it hits leo that oh wait oh fuck he actually likes both of them and that “intimidation” he was feeling was mostly just him being attracted LMAO

leo and will get a bit closer through nico, and then i think the two of them are like very joke-y with each other, and they totally connect with each other about texas and being absolute fucking NERDS (since they are both canonically absolute dumbass nerds HSDHFSLFKDJ)

and leo’s struck with how cute he is omG 

and then nico’s like “wow they’re both so glowy aslkdjffdj HHHHH” 

and then will’s like “damn they’re both so dark and mysterious” 

and also not to mention they all totally relate about mental illnesses, abandonment issues, and the like. i mean, after everything that’s happened to all three of them (since will has been through like two wars, has lost two brothers, and has probably lost a lot of lives and feels guilty for it) they probably really relate to each other about always feeling... this dark uncomfortableness inside them. a void. they get really deep about mental health, and i think nico actually suggests to both of them that they should all talk to dionysus, just like he does (because, as we all fucking know, love cannot fix mental health and it doesn’t matter how much they’re all attracted to each other, they will not cure each other just because they’re in love) 

i think somewhere in the relationship between will and nico, a tension starts to build up a little. they’re not really sure how to exactly deal with teh fact that they like leo (and neither of them actually admits it to the other because they like the other as well and they really are not in the mood for a “”””love triangle”””)

but the funny thing is, they probably all talk about it with dionysus in their separate times. and Mr. D is just. he’s so done. 

SLKDJFKLSDHFLJSDKFSDKJFSFDLJK - Mr. D falling asleep at night thinking about this soldezangelo thing because he thinks it’s really funny that they all like each other but don’t wanna admit it

he totally suggests that nico and will talk about it together, and after lots of hesitation, will is probably the first one to come outright and say that he likes leo as well. and nico’s like “OMG WHAT ME TOO. like i really like you but i also really like leo...”

so they’re both actually really relieved, because they didn’t really want to break up with each other but they didn’t really want to keep lying to each other, either. 

and they tell leo, and then leo’s so happy because lKJSDFJLSLDFK YALL I LIKED YOU FOR THE LONGEST TIME

and bada-bing, bada-boom, ya got yourself a little soldezangelo!!!! 

i hope you liked that!!! i’m actually tempted to make this into a fic now, but since it’s already in headcanon form is there a point? hmm... imma think on this though. thank you SO MUCH for the ask!!!

[northcarolinanative]

𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝟺)

Chapter 4: A Runaway Kid from the Cut 

A/N: OMG YOU GUYS!!! Thank you all so much for the support on this series and all of my other writings. I have never written anything remotely fiction like this before it warms my heart so much that you all are enjoying it!! Any feedback on this series is so much appreciated. I still have ZERO idea where this is going to end up, or how far past season 1 I’m going to take it, but I’m just going with it. Also my requests are open!! PLZ send me some stuff that you wanna see written, it does not have to be just about JJ, I’ll do all OBX cast haha. OKAY Enough if me rambling! ENJOY:) 

No warning on this one... I think? 

Need to catch up? Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 

The sun falling through the back window woke me up from my light sleep, then the sound of rustling sheets. I assumed JJ was just tossing and turning, something the two of us had been doing all night. There was a comfort in knowing that it wasn’t just me that was uneasy, that it was not just me hurting. I slowly fell back into a hazy sleep, filled with thoughts that had been burdening my mind. 

A sheriff’s deputy was standing in the doorway. He told JJ and I to sit down, that we probably needed to. “Your brother, John B, They found the bodies on the wreck of the Phantom.” I looked to JJ who just held his head in the palms of his hands. I started to breathe heavily and the tears fell quickly down my face. 

“No. No, you're lying!” I stood up quickly approaching. 

“Y/N.”  It was JJ’s voice, but I turned around and he was gone, nowhere to be found. “Y/N” 

I sat up out of breath, I was asleep, it was just a bad dream. I took in a deep breath. 

“You good?” JJ asked. I looked over to where he was in the kitchen. He was taking items out of the tote bag and putting them in the fridge. “You were breathing hard, kicking, and kept mumbling no.” He laughed trying to lighten the heavy mood. 

“Yea, Yea. I’m good. Must have just been a bad dream.” I smiled continuing to watch him. “Did you go to the store?” I stood up walking over to help him.

“Yea I couldn’t sleep this morning…” He reached to put something up on a high shelf. “And I figured if I got us some groceries... “ He said Us, making my heart beat a little bit faster. “You would let me stay around?” He questioned, his cheeks turning a slightly darling shade of pink. 

“JJ, you didn’t have to buy me food to stay here. You can stay as long as you like. Lord knows I need the company” I nudged his shoulder, “And I guess you’ll do.” 

“Guess I’ll do?” He held his chest tightly, fainting offense. “Remember that the next time that you crawl into my bed, Routledge.” He laughed. He was okay with sharing a bed with me, which made me feel more comfortable. It helped me to know that I was not alone last night. Who knows where we’re gonna sleep tonight, but I hope it’s not in either of those rooms. JJ started to make himself a sandwich so I went and changed, brushed my teeth, showered. 

I came out to JJ holding up half of his sandwich. I scrunched up my eyebrows to ask what he was doing. “You have not eaten since you got here, you should eat something.” 

I smiled, and said a quick “thank you” to him. As I bit into the sandwich I realized how hungry I really was.

“There ya go” JJ playfully praised. He moved to sit at the other side of the bar. “So I was thinking,” JJ began. 

I covered my mouth while I chewed. “That’s never a good thing,” I joked.

“Oh. Haha. Real original,” but nonetheless still let out a slight chuckle. “As I said” He began again. “I think that we should go to the SBI tent, or the department if the tent is gone. See if they have found anything. Whatever they find you know they are not going to look at it fully. John B’s just..” He paused looking at me. 

“A runaway kid from the cut.” I finished. 

“Sarah was with him, maybe Ward will wanna find her, I doubt it though she did betray him on the highest of levels” JJ laughed at his last statement. 

“Are you JJ asking me to go on a wild goose hunt for my brother?” I spoke with a smile on my face. “It would be my honor” I giggled at my joke. 

“Wouldn’t be my first wild goose chase.” He laughed.

We walked out to my car, JJ jumped in the passenger seat and looked over at me “Can I trust you to get us there in one piece? I remember how you drive a boat, he gripped the overhead handle. 

“Oh very funny. You’ll survive” I joked. “You might need a helmet though.” I began backing up. 

“A WHAT?” JJ laughed looking at you as you pulled from the drive onto the road.

“Buckle up buttercup” 

When we got there and walked up to the tent Shoope was looking at JJ, his face hard to read. JJ leaned over and whispered to me “I’m not his favorite person” He looked at a woman stopping me in my tracks. “You can’t be JB’s sister ok? Your… a tourist, your family is staying here this summer, you met John B at the worst time ok? I’ll explain later.” I looked at him. 

“Ok” I trust JJ, so it must be a reason, he wouldn’t say to do this for anything. We made our way towards Shoope, hoping he would not recognize me, not that he should. 

“JJ, and...:” He paused looking at me. 

“Y/F/N” I said, hoping that instead of saying the nickname everyone called me would help the tourist case. “JJ emotional support” I laughed, but it came out more like a strained cough. He looked between the two of us. 

“Yea, okay, right. Well follow me” He took us back to a table. “I am not gonna sugar coat it for y’all” He pulled out a few papers then a phone. He pointed the screen in our direction, the first picture being the black underside of the boat, barely visible in the water. 

JJ grabbed the phone. “Is that…” 

“The Phantom” JJ finished. Shoope took the phone and swiped over the next two photos. 

“We pulled the boat from the water, but they were not in, under, or around it.” He said. I reached over and grabbed JJ’s hand. He subconsciously gripped it tighter. We were using each other to ground ourselves, keep us from completely losing our minds, then and there. 

“W-What does that mean?” I asked, my voice shaking slightly. Shoope looked at me confused, but carried on. 

“Assuming there were the right amount of life jackets on the boat to begin with…” He looked at JJ. 

JJ nodded. “As far as I know they’ve never been used, or moved since it was bought” he shrugged. 

“Right. Well in that case two are missing. So we’re going to continue to search, widing the radius, see if their bodies were carried anywhere, see if they were able to swim or float anywhere, we are not giving up JJ. I told the other two the same thing.” 

The other two, ouch. Pope and Kie had gone already, without even coming to see how JJ was doing, as far as they knew he was all alone. I didn't even want to think about JJ being alone in this. I squeezed his hand again letting him know that I was there for him. 

“So what can we do?” JJ asked. I felt him shaking under my touch. I’m sure he could feel me shaking as well. 

“Honestly. Take care of yourself JJ” Shoope’s tone was soft, not what I was imagining for him to be toward JJ. 

“What about Ward and Rafe? What about them?” JJ was starting to get angry. He wanted to help, he did not like not being able to be there for his friends. 

“Their being questioned, and things are not looking good for the two of them,” Shoope said. “But that is all that I can say right now.” I followed his eyes to the man in a dark suit standing to the side of the tent. A kook minion there to make everyone’s life harder, and a bit ominous if you ask me. “You two should go home, take care of yourselves. I’m being serious.”

“Thanks officer” I said before pulling JJ by his hand back toward the car. The moment the door shut beside me, it was like a wave crashed over my head, I was drowning. The tears flowed from my eyes and a sob escaped from my chest. I laid my head against the steering wheel. I looked over at JJ who shared the same feelings. Things looked bad but neither of us were ready to admit what everyone was thinking. I kept repeating to myself what Shoope said, bodies, they were looking for their bodies, that floated somewhere. JJ reached over and grabbed my hand again, trying to comfort the both of us again. 

I wiped my cheeks with the backs of my hands and reached for the ignition key, turning it and hearing it sputter. I looked at JJ, then trying again. No luck. I rested my head on the steering wheel. “I don’t want to deal with this” I turned to look at JJ. “I am exhausted” 

“We’ll come back for the car later, take a good strole,” He said, moving to open the door, but stopped when I spoke.

“No J. Not the car, I mean yes the car, but any of it, John B, Sarah Fucking Cameron, My dad, this, I’m tired.” My eyes were closed. I heard the door beside me shut, then felt the door beside me open up. I felt JJ’s touch on my back, then my side. 

“Common now, Princess” Glad he was in a good enough mode to carry on calling me to names that I absolutely despised. “Let’s get you home, it’s not far at all.” He pulled me out of the driver’s seat, then reached in to grab my keys. He handed them to me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along. I was not sure, but at that moment something inside me changed. Maybe it was the way that he had been taking care of me, despite the fact that he was going through it too. The way his hand felt in mine, in this casual way, just us walking down the side of the old gravel road was nice. We were walking side by side, closer than normal, or maybe it was, and I was just hyper aware. I was still slightly embarrassed by my outburst in the car, not entirely sure how I was feeling.

“Have you not talked to Kie or Pope?” I questioned. I knew the answer. I saw the look on his face when Shoope said he already talked to him. 

“No�� He said after hesitating he continued, “They haven't called, or stopped by the Chateau, they knowI’m not going home after taking the boat keys from my dad…” He paused again and I heard him swallow. “Everyone’s dealing with this in a different way I guess.” He bumped his shoulder into the arm connected to the hand he was holding. “Just like I’ve got you and you’ve got me” I felt a blush creep up my neck and face. I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. 

“You’ll always have me here for you J, whether or not you like it.” We both fell back into silence as we walked. JJ was normally not this open or vulnerable, but it was nice to see this side of him. I am glad that he is able to trust and relate to me, at least kind of, in both of us losing John B. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts as JJ pointed to the Crane house. “That’s where the gold was” He chuckled and it almost came out as a scoff. “We followed all the maps, found it and somehow the Kooks still won.” 

Then it hit me, the life jackets were gone, the storm dissipated on landfall as they usually did. Maps. I stopped in my tracks.”JJ” 

He turned to face me, a  look mixed with confusion and worry covered his face. “What?” 

“Maps JJ. That’s it!” I pulled on his hand, almost running us back to the Chateau. 

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[tragedy-for-sale]

Heyyy!! So the request I mentioned is: Fox has a hard day in the lower parts of Coruscant, handling criminals and all this crazy stuff! After it is all handled, he developed a migraine, so he dragged himself all the way back to the Coruscant guard headquarters. Fox tries to look at crime reports back in his office but the alarm is continuously going off. His migraine is getting worse till he feels sick. He goes looking for Thorn and asks for help because he doesn't feel good! Watcha think?

Omg- I actually drew something like this and developed a whole ass story.

But, that's for another time. Instead of fighting criminals, he's handling protest marchers who were getting violent. (Cause we need angst)

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You don't fight back.

Usually Commander Fox didn't work directly with civies, but he and his men when assigned to make sure a peace march remained peaceful. But usually the people that wanted to end the war wanted to rid the galaxy of clones too. Blocking out this knowledge, Fox had taken his shinies. "Just stand there and make sure no one's hurting each other"

He'd meant for his shinies to adapt to Coruscant culture, but not in this way. He had to yell at his men for the outbreak of a civilian. Telling them not to attack, not to fight. Their instincts screamed at them for not doing anything. When the crowd exploded in violence, the shinies watched how their Commamder simply took the abuse.

They watched as he broke up fights, which ended with him being attacked by both sides. They watched as he didn't flinch as they ripped of his helmet and begun attacking him. The young clones were in confusion as to how their Commander was able to still peacefully break them up.

The young men were crumbling, Fox had turned to see them fall and he realized, "They weren't ready." They weren't ready for this corruption. Hearing people that didn't even know them calling them a waste of space, war-mongers, and everything in between. So he called in Stone.

When Stone and his men arrived, the Commander's only goal: get his men out. He was holding civilians away from his brothers, taking their blows. "Hurry " he whispered to them, grabbing his helmet before getting on the ship too.

As they stood in broken silence, Fox looked at his brothers, taking off his helmet . "You're allowed to cry" he spoke, causing them to look at him in confusion. They all wanted to cry and scream, but.. "You can cry," he said again as he wiped his bloody cheek, "I didn't think it'd get that bad." The Commander moved and gestured them to come to him, and he felt a tear escape his eye as they all collapsed in his arms.

After Fox had dropped his men off at the med bay, he limped back to his office. As he walked his head begun to pound. The hall was spinning. He knew to keep walking. When the Commander was safely back to his office he went to clean off his face. "Great" he mumbled, leaning closer to the mirror to look at his bruising face. "Why do they always go for the face? Never the chest"

Fox let out a groan as he stumbled to his desk, collapsing in his chair, lingering for a moment before grabbing his holopad to work on his report. He filled it out so mindlessly, knowing not to mention the trauma he and his men were put through, because no one cares about the feelings of a clone.

As he struggled to work, he found himself jumping to the alarm he'd grown to ignore. It was going off every five minutes. Fox couldn't focus, cursing the vast amount of people living on this planet. He stood up, almost falling over. "I can't stay here" he told himself as his grip tightened on the holopad.

So there he went, leaving to find anywhere quieter than this. He could go to the med bay and check on his shinies. But then he'd have to be strong. No, he couldn't. He wanted to collapse in someone's arms, or sleep in a comfy bed for three days.

Instead, the Commander found himself heading to Thorn's quarters, hoping he'd be there but not surprised when he wasn't. He stood weakly in his brother's empty room and felt an unsettling feeling sink in. He felt sick, not realizing until he sat down. He wanted to throw up. "Just for a moment" he told himself as he closed his eyes.

He jumped awake, throwing a weak punch that was caught by Thorn. "Sneekin' around? Is that your hobby?" He asked, not yet realizing the condition his brother was in. "You smell like a dead bantha, go take a shower or something" Thorn told Fox as he took off his helmet.

Fox let out a groan, his throat terribly dry. "C-can you help me up?" He coughed out, causing Thorn to turn to him, taking a closer look at his brother.

"W-" Thorn felt his stomach drop when he saw his brother take off his helmet; he realized Fox's face was beaten to seventy shades of blue. "How are you not dead?" He asked, turning on the light and brought even more horror by his brother's busted face.

Fox couldn't bring himself to speak, giving his brother a look of helplessness. Thorn instinctively grabbed the aid kit and an ice pack. He wet a cloth before bringing it over to Fox, kneeling down as he started to clean up his brother's face, "Why haven't you gotten a bacta patch yet?" Thorn commented.

Fox shook his head, he couldn't come up with a lie, and he surely couldn't tell him the truth. So he just shook his head and mumbled, "Work." Thorn rolled his eyes as he started to put on several bacta patches on Fox's face.

"That's stupid," Thorn commented, causing Fox to roll his eyes, "It takes like 15 minutes to walk your ass down to the med bay and get some bacta. Your work will literally always be there." Thorn continued as he worked. "Peace rally?" Thorn asked, he'd recalled hearing about the rally turned violent on the coms.

Fox nodded, "Can we not talk about it?" He asked in an exhausted whisper. Thorn looked up and let out a soft sigh.

"Yeah," he replied as he got up to wash his hands, "I'm on com till midnight.... Wanna watch movies?" He asked, turning to Fox.

He'd been wanting to hurry and get back to work, but he looked to his brother and realized this moment wouldn't always be here. Work would. Fox cracked a smile and eased to his feet, then tumbling to Thorn's bed.

"Better make some popcorn, my brother"

[westershiresauce]

Headcanon: Deus Ex Scuba Gear

Note: Spoilers for Bly Manor. 

So, here is my Bly Manor/Supergirl crossover crackfic headcanon where Kara is Dani and her ex Mike gets killed by a truck when he walks into traffic after Kara comes out to him and breaks off their relationship.

“Mike, I think I’m gay,” the blonde whispers, too ashamed to speak any louder. The man next to her tenses slightly before a look of relief washes over him.

“Oh thank God,” he says, and smiles at a confused Kara.

“What? You’re okay with this?” Mike shrugs and shoots the woman his frustratingly disarming grin. 

“I mean, am I glad I’m being dumped? No. Am I relieved that the reason is you aren’t into guys? Kind of.” Kara wrinkles her brows in confusion and he continues. 

“I mean, I know I’m hot.” Mike grins again and winks at the blonde who purses her lips at his peacocking, “I thought maybe you were just frigid or something.”

“Mike!” Kara looks around to make sure no one is listening. Mike laughs and she shoots him a glare. 

“Hey, you’re the one that decided to break my heart at the corner of a major intersection.” 

He winks at her and she advances on the man, trying to shut him up. He skips away from her, ignoring the fact that he is now in the crosswalk of the intersection. 

“Mike! Stop fooling around!” the blonde pleads but the man ignores her. 

“Hey, were you checking out chicks while we were together?” He waggles his eyebrows and Kara balls her fists at her sides. She refuses to take the bait. The man just laughs at her silence. “Dude, you totally did. What’s your type?” 

He goes quiet suddenly and his face lights up. Kara shakes her head. It is seldom a good thing when the man gets a light bulb moment. 

“Hey Kara,” his face gets lecherous and Kara readies herself for some horrifying comment, “Would you let me watch?” 

Kara’s face blooms red with embarrassment and anger. She steps closer to jab her finger against the man’s face and get her point across. However, Mike anticipates this and he takes another step back, grin still in place even as a truck barrels into his body. Kara stares in shock, midstep and with her finger still in the air as Mike is flung at least twenty feet down the street. The smell of burning rubber as the truck attempts to stop and the blaring sound of a horn being pressed much too late fill her senses. 

Kara: “No, Mike, not gay as in happy. Good lord, dude!”

Kara is at the hospital when Mike is pronounced dead. Rhea never really liked her so she leaves for her apartment, still shaken but confused about how she feels about what happened. On the one hand she feels responsible for what happened, but on the other hand, she almost feels relieved. Until, that is, she goes to wash her hands in the bathroom and sees Mike standing behind her. She screams and when she turns around, he is gone. It isn’t until a few days later that she hears someone walking around her apartment that she realizes what happened. She grabs her trusty bat and walks out, expecting some coke addict rifling through her bookshelves but instead sees Mike, pawing at her bookcase. He grunts in frustration when his hand goes through a book but cheers when he manages to knock one onto the floor. Kara drops the bat in shock and Mike turns around, grins wide and puts a hand up in a peace sign, just like when he was alive.

Mike: “I’m still here, bro!”

Turns out Mike is tethered to Kara and it is a horrible, cruel curse. He is both the best and worst wingman and Kara is still not convinced he doesn’t try to peek when she is getting dressed or showering but he also helps her learn to be more confident. All his shameless arrogance makes him a great cheerleader, at least once they talk about some ground rules.

1. No creeping on Kara in the bathroom or when she is changing. Mike scoffs at this and mutters about being able to creep on hotter ladies. 

2. No unsolicited advice or comments about women that Kara is not interested in pursuing a relationship with. This is added after a week of Mike making comments about women that had Kara blushing constantly, even at work.

3. No watching when Kara has a lady over. She wasn’t sure where Mike disappeared off to when she did manage to have a date come back to her place but he would always leave after shooting Kara another peace sign and telling her to “do the circle thing I showed you.”

It all hits the fan when Rhea gets wind of Kara dating women and she packs up and leaves. She does not want to deal with that fallout and she would rather get a fresh start somewhere else. Where is that where else? London, Bly Manor, American au pair, you know the rest.

Kara: “Yeah, I’m gonna take a one way and gtfo of here.”

Who are our players at Bly?

Our cook Owen Sharma is good old Jack Spheer because sometimes these things write themselves. And who is our beloved Hannah Grose? Why, Lucy Lane. Because she was too good and I always want to see more of her. Plus she can be a stern little spitfire with the kids and ghosties (The kids refer to her to as Major). She takes her fine self and daydreams about the moment that charming Jack came over to get the job as a cook, not dead, just as a useless hetero (is that a thing? It is now...) that can’t fathom for some reason that Jack is totally in love with her.

As for Rebecca Jessel and Peter Quint? Kelly Olsen (the only character with any brain cells half the time) and Andrea Rojas, our muy caliente Scotsman. Is that racist? No, but her horrendous accent might be a crime. This version has none of the controlling assholeroy of Peter and no secretly killing Rebecca. Just good old bad luck in a horror series. Andrea gets drunk and tries to dive into the lake to find the chest of loot she is convinced is down there so her and Kelly can run away to America. 

Andrea: “This is a file on all the reasons you should run away from this haunted ass creepy mansion and come with me to America. Also, there is a map I drew of the lake with an X where the loot most definitely is.”

Kelly: “This is just a picture of you in lingerie and a sheet of paper you colored blue with a big red X in the middle.” 

Kelly dies trying to save her when Andrea starts to get hypothermia and they both drown in the freezing lake. Because why bury your gays when you can drown them? Amiright? Who finds their bodies the next day? This leads to the following section: Next slide, please!

Who is standing in for Miles and Flora Wingrave? Why, Ruby and a tiny Nia, of course. Nia is a sweet baby angel and I want to meet her as a little sister, totally doted on by her big sister, Ruby. Nia sees Andrea and Kelly arguing like lesbians (so much hand waving and crying and angry whispering) on the far end of the lake while their blue popsicle bodies float around. Ruby and Lucy drag little Nia away from the scene.

Nia: “My giant scarf is perfectly splendid! Also, I am baby.” 

Things get really spicy when Kara shows up, ghost!Mike and all. He complains about not being able to haunt the “hot chick from apartment 314” any more, but he perks up at the thought of “British broads.” Kara had hoped he was tethered to National City or something, but it appears he is linked to her. Mike is ecstatic when he finds out Bly is full of ghosts. He is always off somewhere exploring the mansion and only pops in to tell Kara snippets of Bly’s history and its many inhabitants. 

Meanwhile, we get to the real star of this indulgent charade. Lena as the wonderfully fit Irish (let her have the accent!) gardener, Jaime. She is convinced Kara is a corn-fed straighty from America until Kara throws herself at her in the greenhouse because flowers turn on lesbians (see Imagine You and Me and Georgia O'Keeffe’s many works. This is sapphic lore, kids.) She opens up about Mike and Lena smooches her so she doesn’t have to listen to the hot blonde’s delusions. 

Lena: “What do you mean it is too bright? What book? This is a watering can for my gardening activities. So is my fashionable, appropriately sized hat.”

Kara: *OMG she is so hot and cool, what do I do?* “Hey, do you guys do the circle thing in the UK?” 

Meanwhile, things are getting interesting with Mike and the ghosts: Kelly and Andrea, newly minted Bly ghosts, explain that they are stuck on the grounds. Mike, who believes in having the freedom of “you do you,” vows to break the curse. He strikes a heroic pose that makes Andrea roll her eyes but Kelly agrees they need to find out more about the origins of the Bly Manor curse. 

Flashback episode in a horrid b/w tone because I want to show this is old, okay. It’s not like we could figure it out by the clothes. Or the set dressing. Or the fact that the one of the characters died of “the lung.”

Anyway, we have our sisters, Viola and the other one. Their names don’t really matter because they are going to be the brunette one and the blonde one, played by the queen of period series: Katie McGrath.   

Anger-y brunette Katie, getting her smacking hand ready. 

And blonde, sad (but also evil? plot twist!) Katie, lusting after her brother in law. 

And they fight over none other than Daddy Cullen, Maxwell Lorde, because look at that hair, look at all those buttons, look at that big hand! Who could resist? 

The child is baby Lena being twirled by Anger-y Katie pre-“the lung” because let’s just have this turn into a black hole that destroys itself. 

Baby Lena: “Swing me, mummy. Swing me with your good lungs!”

Anger-y Smack-You-Every-Time Katie: “I swung too close to the sky and now this is happening to me.”

So while Kara and Lena are christening all sorts of places at Bly (yes, even the master wing because, of course, the master wing), Mike, Andrea, and Kelly are incepting themselves into all sorts of memories and whatnot. Cue that montage!

404 ERROR. MONTAGE NOT FOUND. 

Whoops, looks like we blew our budget on that black and white filter. Sorry about that.

Once the ghost trio realizes the chest in the lake doesn’t in fact hold some dragon’s hoard of gold, but the key to ending this madness, Mike pops in on Lena and Kara to bring them up to speed. Kara screams at him about the third rule while Lena tries to accept the fact that her girlfriend (yes, they are girlfriends by now, keep up) has a ghost for a best friend. 

Kara makes Mike look away while her and Lena get dressed and after quite a bit of exposition, they decide to pull the chest up from the lake. Lucy and Jack have been off playing hide the croissant or whatever the straights do during their leisure time, but they quickly hop on the “break the Bly manor curse” train.  

There is a fun B (C?) plot where Ruby and Nia steal Jack’s car and drive into town. No one in town cares because they are rich and all the adults at Bly are busy romancing each other and assume the girls are being odd rich kids playing somewhere in the manor. 

The adults are planning how to get down to the chest without suffering Andrea and Kelly’s fate, when they find some scuba gear the kids bought on their last trip to town. It is wholly impractical but the adults shrug and accept the plot hole so they can hurry this along. 

They draw straws and Kara has to dive down and tie some chains around the sunken chest. Lena jumps in front of limited edition Scuba Gear Kara to stop her but the American has to America so she dives into the freezing lake after a swoon inducing “I’ll be right back” kiss. Like, gifable on tumblr, twitter, and whatever new platform there is a hundred years from now.  

Scuba Gear Kara: “Guys, I can’t see anything through this helmet. Guys?“

After a few tense moments where Anger-y Olden Time™ Katie tries to stop Kara, Mike, Andrea, and Kelly step in and use their ghost powers to keep her away from Kara. Jack uses his car to pull up the haunted chest and they pry it open with a crowbar and plenty of moxie. The screams of slap happy Katie of the past ring out around the heroes as the curse is broken. The ghosts cheer, everyone laughs nervously (they know the end is never the end in a horror story) and Kara shivers from the cold until she is next to the fire, dry and cuddled up with Lena.

As her final act of revenge, Anger-y Katie gives Kara the Lung(!) but thanks to the power of Science, our spunky American pulls through after properly completing the full course of treatment and antibiotics. This includes Lena taking sexy care of her girlfriend. *wink*

***** westershiresauce is not a medical professional and their thoughts regarding the health benefits/healing powers of a sexy nurse!Lena are not verified. Don’t take srsly. ***** 

Cut to, one more garden and I can retire, Lena, sitting next to an immaculate shrub, waiting for her wife Kara to bring out the tea and biscuits. 

THE END!

Lena: “I swear to all that is holy, if that tea is shite, I am leaving her. It’s been like thirty years!”  

[kodzuken-pie]

Good evening/morning/afternoon idk what time zone ur in exdjfj do you take seijoh requests? if so, could I request something where iwa is dating mattsuns twin and they're hiding it bc he's super protective of them but he finds out? w a happy ending pls! I love ur writing 🥺

[ A/N : I love this request so much omg 🥺 I’m so so so sorry this took so long 😔 I really hope you like it, thank you for requesting 💞 ]

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“Hey y/n” Iwaizumi said quietly.

“Hm? What is it Iwa-chan?” You say as you look up to meet his eyes.

He stops in his tracks and stares at you, making you stop walking as well. He had asked you to hangout with him that day and it wasn’t particularly weird since you two have been friends for awhile. What was weird was the way he had acted that day, getting flustered every time you brushed up against him and him blushing furiously at your actions.

“Is something wrong?” Curiosity laced in your tone.

His face turned red again and this made you want to tease him more. After all you were the only one who could tease him and not get yelled at. He hadn’t noticed the smirk on your face as you started pestering him about his previous behavior.

“Oh? What is this? Your face, it’s red? You started. “Iwa-chaaaaaaaan! Why are you flustered?” You added sounding childish. Continuing the torment, you had no idea what was about to happen.

He grabs your hand out of nowhere and pulls you close. Your faces were so close to each other that if you moved any closer, your lips would be touching. Now it was your turn to be flustered. It was silent for a while and his gaze became intense.

“Iwa?” You peeped.

“I like you y/n.” He says suddenly. “Like more than just friends.” He added.

“W-what?” You stuttered. “W-why me? W-wait?! Y-you, Are you s-serious?” Your face was red now.

“Yes, I’m very serious about this. I want you to be my girlfriend.” His resolve was clear.

Who knew that the two of you would have been a couple? Although You and Iwaizumi have been friends since the first day of school so it wasn’t that big of a surprise that you two would end up as a couple. Although the situation was a little rough since Matsukawa Issei was your twin brother. There had been so many times when he almost caught the two of you.

“Oh y/n and Iwa, what are you two doing here?” Issei asked, sitting between the two of you.

“Oh! Uh! Uhmmm….” you were thinking.

“I just thought I’d accompany her since she was just kinda sitting here by herself.” Iwaizumi says nonchalantly.

“We usually have lunch here together, I just thought I was going to get caught up with some stuff so I told her I wouldn’t be able to eat with her.” Your twin explains. “Thanks for eating lunch with her by the way.” Issei adds.

*jeez how can Hajime talk so casually?! We almost got caught AGAIN! I can’t believe he almost saw us kiss!! Gah! I told him we should be more careful, one of these days I swear Issei will see!* you thought to yourself, looking calm and listening to your brother and your boyfriend talk to each other casually.

This didn’t stop him though. Iwaizumi wanted to let everyone know that you were his and his only. It was hard to keep your relationship a secret because of this. Both of you have contemplated and discussed this topic so many times in your relationship.

“Princess, I can’t stand all these guys ogling at you. They need to know you’re mine.” He says, hugging you tightly.

“Hajime, you trust me right?” You say leaning your back into his chest.

“Of course I do. It’s these jerks I don’t trust.” He says, giving your ear a little nibble.

“Then it should be alright for now, yes?” You turn and look up at him.

You stare at him until he looks away, pouting while saying yes. He had come over to your house for a “study session” because you “needed help” with some homework you “couldn’t understand”. The two of you were sitting on your bed, your back against his chest while you were sitting in between his legs. He had his arms wrapped around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder.

The two of you always had time together like this since you knew that your brother would never come one your room unannounced. It was rare for Issei to disturb you when Iwaizumi was over so it was a surprise when he opened the door and he saw you and your boyfriend like that.

You’ve imagined every single scenario you could think of when your twin would finally get to know or discover the secret you’d been hiding from him. From him seeing you two be very affectionate to you finally sharing your secret.

“Ah , Issei! It’s not what it looks like!” or “Issei, Hajime and I are dating.”

But for some reason, you never thought that he would just waltz into your room without knocking, he would always knock before entering your room, especially when he knew that you were having a “study session” with Iwaizumi.

“Hey you two, I got some snacks I-“ He stops in his tracks as he looks up. “W-what are two doing?” The look on his face said it all.

Issei was in complete shock. He was frozen in place and so were you and your boyfriend. The room was quiet for a bit and the first one to break the silence was Iwaizumi.

“Mattsun, I can explain.” He says as he lets you go and swiftly gets up.

“You and y/n?? You and y/n…. You.. and….y/n…” Your twin repeated over and over.

“Issei?” You whispered. “Uhm… yeah, Hajime and I are a thing….” you trailed off.

“Oi! Say something will yah?” Iwaizumi exclaimed.

“That actually makes sense.” Issei says after a while. “Yeah. This is fine. Anyways, you guys want some snacks?” He asked, now unfazed by what he had just discovered.

“What?” You and your boyfriend said in unison.

“Wait so, you’re just cool with it?” You blurted out.

“Yeah, why?” Issei answered, opening a bag of chips.

“We kept it a secret from you for like a few months now.” Iwaizumi replied.

“And?” Your twin was unimpressed. “Look, I was surprised at first but then I realized that the two of you have become really close since our first year. At some point I knew that you two were probably going to get together like this someday and I’m cool with it. I trust you, Iwa-chan. I know you won’t hurt y/n like that.” He adds, sighing a little.

“You aren’t angry?” You squeaked, hiding behind your boyfriend.

“Of course not y/n. I can see that you two like each other a lot and like I said I knew this was going to happen someday.” He reassured you. “Now, do you guys want some of these snacks or what?” He asked again.

Both you and Hajime were dumbfounded by what Issei said. You two turned to look at each other, both looking astonished. Then you both broke into a smile, giggling a little. You took your brother's offer for the snacks and felt relief wash over you.

Ever since that day, your relationship with Hajime was made public and all those peering eyes were met with his intense gaze. He was finally able to show everyone that you were his and he was yours.

Years later, the two of you would look back at these moments and laugh. Now you two are happily married and are expecting a beautiful baby boy.

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[sebs-couch]

Being a Civilian with a Crush on Scott Lang Would Include

warning: SLIGHT NSFW! maybe like a few lines of implied sex.

A/N: the gif is NOT mine! and sorry for the shitty title i don’t know what else to call it lmao

^that’s his face when you tell him you like him

you were friends before he became an avenger

you met him while he was still working at baskin robbins

you were making your order and you weren’t paying attention for a while until you looked up and saw his face

“yeah i’ll have a mint chocolate chip in a waffle cone and my god you’re really cute”

his face got tomato red and he coughed

you looked so embarrassed omg

“did i say that out loud?”

you shamelessly flirt with him from then on but he thinks nothing of it

you would come over while he was on house arrest

and you would bring a guitar from guitar hero and he you guys would jam out while he played the drums and you air guitared

one day he decided to try to actually teach you guitar so you went to a flea market nearby and got yourself a guitar

he sat down criss cross applesauce on the floor while he let you sit on his bed because he’s a cutie and a gentleman like that

he would show you a chord and then he would play it

“see? like this” *strum*

he looked up into your eyes with this smol smile and he looked so cute and pure that you s w o o n e d

“uh” you fumbled with your fingers “like this?” *awkward off key strum* *grimaces*

he smiles his frickin cute ass smile and shakes his head

he gets up on the bed and sits behind you; your back to his chest

lowkey his face is on your neck and you’re freaking tf out but keep cool

he looks into your eyes for a split second before he lays his hand on top of yours and moves it up the neck of the guitar

you’re pretty sure he’s explaining what you’re doing wrong but your eyes are glued to his hand on your hand

he interlocks fingers with you as he spreads your fingers apart

you realized that your entire body is in between his legs and all you can think is oh my god i want to make out with this man

he lets go of your hand carefully and also quite reluctantly actually

“there, try that”

you strum and it’s actually not bad

“perfect,” he whispers

“like you,” you say back

and his dumb ass thinks you mean “like you” as in “like the chord you just played” and he thinks nothing of it

also you go hang out at x-con sometimes

luis lowkey thinks you’re hot

you’re great with cassie

when maggie brings cassie over and you’re not there, cassie gets upset

“but i want to see aunt y/n >:(”

“sweetie, aunt y/n isn’t like daddy. she has a job and she has to go to work”

and then you barge in

“did someone say ‘aunt y/n’?!!?!?!”

they’re both very happy to see you

and you just look so sweet and cute and full of joy while playing with cassie that scott just wants to confess his feelings right then and there

so he does

well sorta

spoiler alert: you kinda beat him to it

“cassie, could y/n and i have a minute? you can go into the kitchen and go eat whatever you want okay? but don’t eat everything though because daddy’s still on house arrest for a few more days”

you don’t know why he asked cassie to leave but you’re considering using this alone time to tell him how you feel

he opens his mouth but you go “scott i-”

and you guys both simultaneously say “you go first” as you chuckle

cassie is facepalming from the kitchen

like the gentleman he is, he lets you go first

your confidence falters so quickly as you can feel him staring at you

you look at your hands while you talk because if you look into his eyes you won’t know how to act

“scott, i-i don’t know how to say this but i,” you pause as you pick at your nails and bite your lip. “i-i liked you. wait no i mean! i have liked you. wait. i still do. wait, doesn’t that phrasing imply that i still do like you?! uhhhm anyway what i mean is, i’ve liked you for a long time and-”

he interrupts you with a hug, putting his face in your hair and oh my does it feel good

he pulls back so that his arms are still around your waist but now you can see his face

you’re blushing like mad because ohmygodhe’shuggingmedoeshelikemebackandgoddamnhe’sgotsomestrongarms

“what is this? the ever-confident y/n y/l/n can’t find her words? and now she’s blushing too? i wasn’t aware that this was opposite day”

that just makes your face get even warmer

and with that smirk he gave you? other parts of you got warmer, too

“you didn’t even let me finish, dummie”

“right okay sorry, go ahead”

“i’ve liked you for a really long time now. ever since you served me at baskin robbins, i’ve had this massive crush on you. i feel at home whenever i come over and right now i feel so safe being in your arms. and you’re just so nice and amazing and funny and caring and sweet that sometimes it makes me forget you’re an ex-con”

you smile and bury your face in his shoulder

“i think i’m in love with you, scott lang”

you look up into his eyes

“i think i’m in love with you too, y/n y/l/n”

“actually it’s opposite day apparently so i hate you”

“i hate you, too (:”

he laughs and it sounds like music to your ears

and then he closes the gap between you guys’ lips and omg it feels like magic

his hands grips your waist tighter and your hands move to his hair that you’ve wanted to touch for a really, really long time

and then all too soon you two have to fucking breathe. man fuck oxygen

you look into each others’ eyes for what feels like an eternity and then reconnect your lips but this time it’s hot and sloppy

you run your tongue along his lip but he doesn’t let you in

so you tug on his hair a little bit and he grunts into your mouth

and that grunt goes straight to your core

he mutters “fuck, y/n” under his breath and o h m y the things his voice alone do to you

“yes, yes, you should fuck y/n”

you let out a little moan and try to push his flannel of off his shoulders as he attempts to walk you two upstairs without breaking contact

and then you hear from the kitchen “does this mean i’m getting a new baby brother or sister?!”

and scott pulls away from you and calls maggie to pick cassie up

when scott gets released from house arrest, you both are ecstatic because he finally gets to take you on a proper date

he wants to take you to a fancy restaurant but he knows that neither of you are about that so he probably takes you to like denny’s or some shit tbh

*orders two straws but one milkshake*

“aww, scott you didn’t have t-”

“hey y/n look how fast i can drink this!!1!1”

you giggle because your boyfriend is just so gotdamn cute and goofy

and you’re so glad you can finally call him that

he sat you down on his couch one day and said that you guys needed to talk

and you were so scared that he was gonna break up with you

like how is a man like that in love with you. surely he wants to end things because he’s found another woman

but you’re pleasantly(?) surprised

when he told you he was ant-man your first reaction was “wHOA THAT’S SO COOL”

but then you were like “SCOTT YOU CAN GET YOURSELF KILLED PRACTICALLY EVERY DAY DO YOU KNOW HOW EVEN MORE WORRIED I’M GONNA BE ABOUT YOU”

“oh.. i didn’t realize that.. i just thought it’d be cool to share and i trust you. i didn’t mean for you to get hurt or worried or anything. i promise you i’ll be careful and i’ll be okay”

he looked up at you with this glint in his eyes, you couldn’t tell if it was the lighting or tears

“do you still love me?”

you whacked him upside the head with a pillow

“of course i still love you. you’re already the perfect guy and the perfect boyfriend and then you tell me you’re this badass superhero”

you slowly lean in closer so that you’re straddling him and you trace a finger up his chest

“i think i love you even more,” you whisper in his ear

scott didn’t need a blue disk or pym particles to grow that night if yknow what i mean

then you guys bought an apartment in new york near avengers tower so he could come home to you every day

you hated that you couldn’t be there with him right when he came home from missions but tony insisted that non avengers stay outside of the tower

but you can bet your life savings that you would hug him into the ground every time he came back to you guys’ apartment with his “honey, i’m home”

“i’m so glad you’re okay. i love you. i don’t know what i’d do without you”

“you’ll never have to worry about that, y/n. i promise i’ll be careful. i love you too”

A/N: so hi. as you can tell by my lack of posts, i’m new here as a writer (: and sorry that this was a Long Boi i wrote this from like 3-5 am because i had so many ideas that i came up with while i was taking a nap the other day but i didn’t feel like turning any of them into a full fledged fic. likes, reblogs, follows, and feedback are very much appreciated!