#i've been talking about dog park au for years now

[sroop]

chomper (i)

She's a good actress, even when she was an inch away from a heart attack, Joel thinks.

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader (no y/n)

Warnings: suggested danger, potential for violence (none actually happens), aggressive behavior from an animal

Summary: Joel sees a woman struggling with her dog as a strange man approaches, and steps in to help before things escalate.

No outbreak au and Joel has both his daughters :D

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It's dark, mostly, and usually Joel likes it like that because it feels safe and familiar, but he just feels bad about it now. He wishes he could switch on that broken streetlight that the city's been refusing to fix for months now, if only so it would help the girl across the street from him feel a little better.

She twists her head around her shoulder. No one there, not that they can see, but her dog is growling and snapping at the empty road anyway. Joel can hear her muttering reassurances and pleading with the animal to let it go and hurry home instead, but if anything it only encourages the dog's snarling. She's starting to pull at the leash now.

From where he's standing, he can see a figure shift from far away. It slinks closer and closer until it's standing under the glow of a lamp further back, casting a stark contrast of light and shadow on the silhouette of a lanky man. He's tall, maybe taller than Joel, and stares straight ahead. At her. His pace is steady and unwavering, a straight march towards where she stands, tugging desperately at her half-mad dog. Joel thinks the animal is right about its instincts, just not about staying and fighting. He stays right where he is, just in case.

It's when the man begins to slow down, just before the girl and her dog, when he hears her voice crack with fear, that Joel crosses the street. It must have frightened her even more, to see two unfamiliar men stalking towards her in this time of night, because she skitters away from them and jumps when her back reaches a chain link fence behind. The dog, to its credit, snaps ferociously at them.

"Darling, I've been looking for you," Joel sighs, doing his best impression of the tone he takes with Sarah and Ellie when they've been late out. "Do you know we had dinner thirty minutes ago?"

"I- sorry, she wouldn't go back until we reached the park. I didn't realize it was that late," the girl says. She's a good actress, even when she was an inch away from a heart attack, Joel thinks. She even goes so far as to smile sheepishly at the man and apologize for the way the dog tries to lunge at him. "Let's go, puppy. We gotta go."

The man crosses the street and disappears down some other shadowy part of the neighborhood when the girl shifts her attention to Joel.

"Thank you," she says stiffly. She's scanning his person, subtly, but enough for Joel to recognize from his years of service as someone who knows they're still in danger. Her dog, at the very least, has calmed down.

Joel gives her his best gentle smile and says, "I'll just walk with you for another block or so. In case he's still watching." It seems reasonable enough to her, and she nods her assent. 

They end up walking three, the first in silence, the second in amiable small talk, and the third exchanging stories of the dog Joel had when he'd been in school and the dog, Chomper, she was watching for a friend for a few months. The night was pleasantly cool enough for him to offer her his flannel, though he felt strangely warm despite its loss as they arrived on his street.

He taps her shoulder gently.

"This is actually me. If you feel ok walking back alone from here, I think I'll go inside," Joel says, his smile lopsided and a little sheepish. He's wondering if this is rude, stopping mid way, but he doesn't want to get to her house and have her feel afraid that he would know where she lived. It wasn't ideal, but it was enough. She waves away his worry.

"You've done more than enough. Thank you, Joel."

The kiss she lays at his cheek flutters through him violently, all shut eyes and short inhale. He thanks the city for not fixing those damned lamps because if they were on, he was sure she would be able to see the way he flushed red from a goddamned kiss on the cheek.

He clears his throat and gruffly replies, "Anytime."

Joel shuts his door and slumps onto his couch a little numbly, unable to suppress the smile at his lips as he recalls the events of a few minutes ago. He feels excitement bubble in his chest. It was just all so... pleasant, the way she smiled as she took the flannel and told him about all-bark-no-bite Chomper and poked fun at how much of a grumpy father he sounded like. Joel doesn't realize he's grinning at his shoes in a dark living room until Ellie snaps the lights on.

"What're you doing?"

Joel jumps to his feet, rubbing the back of his neck and says, "Nothin'. Get back to bed, it's late"

"It's te-"

"Too damn late f'you to be up."

Ellie raises a brow, but shrugs and leaves, muttering something about how the rules in this house changed whenever Joel liked them to. He laughs scoffingly at that too, until he realizes, suddenly, that he'd never even asked her her name.

He puts his hands on his hips.

"Damn you, Joel. All these years and Tommy is still better with women than you."

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thanks for reading and lmk what you think!

[newtonsheffield]

Molly it is absolutely vital that we get a part four for the au of an au . Although ACUPOP has to be my favorite fanfiction of yours I really wanted an earlier understanding so Anthony would not have to miss so many years of Edmund's life . So please give us a part 4 or a more detailed oneshot if you are willing, I believe most of us you want that 🙏💗

if you're inspired i'd love more of that AU where Anthony went to America for Kate and Edmund way earlier

I just read the part 3 of the au of an au and oh my lord I need a part 4 please . It is also interesting to think that pretty much like canon, the bee is the champion who brings them back together ❤

Molly we absolutely need the part 4 of the au of an au Kate and Anthony finally figuring out the truth and bb Edmund spending time with them 💗💗

Okay, We're gonna do this one more time! But also Anthony is going around blowing kisses at beehives in the park near their apartment like Thank you, Bees of New York!

Kate stared back at him, shifting uncomfortably, and the look in her eye nearly broke his heart. There was something wary about them, as though she desperately wanted to believe what he was saying but couldn't make herself, something the looked as though it was about to lash out like a caged animal.

Mary cleared her throat, "Neddy, why don't you and me and Auntie Eddie go and get some ice cream? Mummy and Daddy need to talk."

Edmund pouted up at his grandmother, "But my Daddy's here, and I've never seen him, and he might not be here when we get back."

Anthony's chest was cracked open, bleeding all over the floor of this tiny studio apartment. He cleared his throat, "Edmund, I'll still be here. I promise."

He saw Kate tighten at the words, And he knew how it must seem to her. He'd made her so many promises in those months they'd been together.

I'm gonna get you a dog, I promise.

We're gonna be so happy, I promise

I'm going to love you forever, I promise.

The last one at least, he hadn't broken.

Edmund sighed, taking Edwina's hand, "Can I have two scoops?"

"How about you have one scoop and some of mine?" She was tugging him out the door after Mary even as he sighed.

"You always get a flavour I don't like though! You never get Mint choc!"

The door closed behind them, and for the first time in three years, Anthony was alone with his wife and he didn't know what to do.

"So I found out some crazy news today." He tried for a joke, to lighten the mood. "Turns out my wife had a baby a few years back."

It didn't work, her entire body stiffened. "I don't think you get to call someone your wife when you ask them to leave you, and send someone to kick them out of your house."

He could nearly taste it, the bitterness hanging in the air between them, and it should have hurt more, but for some reason, now that he knew she'd never wanted to go, it didn't.

Anthony clicked his tongue, "See that's what your Mum said, and I found that pretty interesting, because that day I came home to a letter telling me you'd left me because you didn't want to be tied down by my family and responsibilities., asking me not to come looking for you, to let you go."

Kate's mouth fell open, her eyes wide, he'd heard the breath leave her body. "I never wrote that, that's not what happened. Alistair came and told me you'd meant for me to go, and I felt so stupid, because I thought you'd meant your house when you told me to go home. And he said you'd said to say that you never loved me and you were embarrassed to be trapped with me. That it had just been for fun."

It burned against his chest, tears in her eyes as he stepped forward, his heart shattering into tiny little pieces when she stepped back, and he couldn't hold it in.

"Kate, I never ever wanted you to go. I love you." He'd waited so long to say it again, his hands clenched into fists at his side.

Her eyes wide, "I loved you as well."

No, it didn't end like this, it couldn't, and there couldn't be any misunderstandings, "No, Kate, not past tense. I love you, I've been in love with you from the very first time I saw you. I've loved you every day since then And we have the most beautiful son together, Kate, and I know you still love me too, because this can't be one sided. And I don't fucking care that I should have come looking for you, or you should have told me about Edmund, or that we never should have argued that day, I just want my family back. So if you still love me too, come home. Or I'll leave everything behind and come here, I don't care, I just want you."

His shoulders were heaving, a little breathless, Kate's eyes burning into his, her arms crossed against her chest, but still she didn't say anything, just stared at him, with tears running down her face, silent. Devastated. And Anthony's heart sank.

"Right, I understand, i feel really fucking stupid, but I promised Edmund I'd be-"

"It's not past tense for me either." He'd hardly heard it but suddenly she'd closed the space between them, her hands tugging him against her chest by the edges of his waistcoat, her lips claiming his desperately, and finally, he was home.

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Edmund bounded back into the apartment a short while later, when they'd slinked out of her bed, gotten dressed again, Anthony groaning as he slid into his suit.

"I need to buy some more clothes."

"Did you come here with nothing packed?" Her brow had furrowed in confusion.

Anthony laughed, "Babe, I left work in the middle of the day, as soon as Mary told me about Edmund, all I had was my wallet, went home to pick up my passport and fucking went."

"Well, I wasn't going anywhere."

"Well I'd waited too long already." Their lips met again, lazily moving together, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Daddy! You're still here!" Edmund bounced across the room breaking them apart, not noticing the rumpled bedsheets or the bruise slowly forming on his mother's neck though Anthony could tell Mary and Edwina definitely hadn't missed them from their matching smirks.

"I said I would be, right sprout?" He'd knelt in front of his son, letting Edmund's sticky hands rest on his shirt, and god he was so beautiful, he'd never stop staring at him.

"I had ice cream. Two scoops." He grinned up at his mother delightedly.

Kate rolled her eyes, "Well, Grandma Mary loves to spoil you, doesn't she?"

Mary didn't look a bit abashed, and honestly, Anthony couldn't blame her, tomorrow he was going to get Edmund whatever he wanted.

"Is Daddy staying with us?" Edmund's hand was wrapped around Anthony's tie now, staring up at him with huge brown eyes, desperate for approval, for love. Anthony wrapped his arms around him tightly, feeling his tiny heart beating in his chest.

Kate cleared her throat, "No, sweetheart."

Anthony's heart sank, he'd thought that she'd-

"We're going to live with Daddy, and you can see grandma Mary and aunty Eddie all the time, and your Daddy has a lot of Brothers and Sisters and you have a Granny Violet as well."

And finally, Anthony's life was complete as his tiny son said, "Okay."

[wistfulrat]

this week’s fics! feat. bakeries, bookshops, bisexual awakenings of the angsty and fluffy sort, wolfstar goddads being tender as hell, desi harry reconnecting with his culture, domestic drarry, a lap dance set to akon’s smack that, and more!

But That’s History by @ebbet - 54k - T Harry Potter starts his first year as Muggle Studies Professor only to find that Draco Malfoy has been hired to teach History of Magic.

listen to me. this is one of the funniest drarry fics i've ever read. i was cackling in my bed at 2am because harry’s internal monologues throughout this fic are unhinged. insanely quotable. “what was he, a lothario” and “you were crushing me with your muscular thighs!” are lines that live rent free in my empty head. harry has never played anything cool a day in his life. there’s a faculty meeting where the teachers are planning the yule ball and debating the merits of a DJ when harry decides he must defend his muggle-music-loving honor by dancing seductively to akon’s smack that while a blushing draco loses his mind. i fucking screamed. and the best part is that in between the comedic scenes threading the overall story, you have extremely tender moments of like, padma patil helping harry become a more rooted desi by sharing their cultural traditions, harry proudly donning his sherwani. draco wrestling with his past, going to harry’s lgbtq+ club for students, being sheepish with ron and hermione. ugh, comedic writers with emotional depth are clever and talented as hell!!

Realities, Unfurling by @ebbet - 45k - M Draco Malfoy is released from Azkaban into a changed world.

incredible collage-fic told from multiple povs. 8yrs post-war and everything’s changed. the current state of the magical world unfolds via slice-of-life snapshots from a truly stunning cast. non-binary harry whom is running a non-prof org dedicated to building tolerance and establishing equality for marginalized identities. post-prison-release draco whose life will be changed by the internet. neville’s tender relationship with blaise. andromeda’s fiercely protective mothering. remus and sirius being alive and very hot and just, the tender goddads harry deserved. cho chang being brilliant. baker pansy’s softened edges. found families abound. harry being flustered by their crush on draco and making personalized playlists on an iPod nano.

that all might sound narratively cluttered but the author more than pulls this off. glorious, start to finish.

Knead by @jovialobservationanchor (an @hd-erised​ fic) - 83k - E This is not a story about Harry renovating Grimmauld Place. This is a story about coffee shops and brewpubs, about Ginny and Luna on a farm with creatures, about magical Oregon, coastal road trips, flying, friendship, and Draco Malfoy's lean arms.

cinematic. a love letter to oregon’s expansive landscapes and lively cities. it’s harry finding home in unexpected places and people. in the vast silence of rolling fields, endless coasts, and starry night skies big enough to feel like you’re adrift in space. and it’s also the lingering, intimate quiet of early mornings in a bakery, sitting on a park bench overlooking the city as you eat ice cream next to your crush. it’s harry watching ginny and luna dance and work around each other like bees. it’s the slow unfolding of harry and draco’s relationship as they fill each other’s quiet. finishing this fic is like waking from a good dream. transporting, immersive, lovely. 

Harry Potter and the Bisexual Awakening by @writcraft - 20k - E Harry is perfectly content being single, heterosexual and living in Godric's Hollow with his very clingy rescue dog, Snitch. When Draco Malfoy turns up on Harry's doorstep demanding that Harry teach him how to drive, things quickly become a lot more complicated.

first of all, i feel very seen by draco being a gay-who-can’t-drive. it’s called representation. but mostly i love the ease of harry and draco’s banter, a flustered harry discovering his sexuality, and the way this fic addresses biphobia. also very emo over this exchange: “I think I might be scared of you, but probably not for the reasons you think.” “Yes.” Draco stares at Harry. “I think I might be scared of you too.”

Forged through flowing water by @tedahfromtayla (an @hd-erised​ fic) - 40k - E When Hermione sets up a diplomatic mission to begin repairing the damage British colonisation did to Indian magical communities Harry isn’t going to pass on the opportunity to visit and help his family’s home country. Maybe he should have asked a few more questions about the personnel she had recruited for it before signing on because Malfoy surely has an ulterior motive to be there.

so much to love about this fic. the beautiful settings, from kolkata to mumbai, to the holi festival and colorful lively streets, to remote cave settlements and old intricate temples. it’s harry in the homeland, reconnecting to his family’s heritage and confronting the weight of imperialism in his history. it’s nipping the white savior complex in the bud. this part: That is what England left behind. That is what it still stands for, despite whatever mask of respectability and honour it presents. . .You don't get to step aside and let someone else deal with the mess. You have to listen and learn and then act, Malfoy, you need to learn how to fix your own mess. This is why we're here. my indigenous ass cheered. HP certainly sells the british fantasy but HP fanfic?? fuck jkr, fuck the crown. i love that this fic doesn’t romanticize england’s history. i love that we get to see the vast resilience and beauty of post-colonial india.

Purity Control by yrfrndfrnkly - 28k - T In which Harry tries to ignore his trauma with fantasy Quidditch but Malfoy's Thereness™ is distracting and all his classmates want to talk about are unicorns, virginity, and Muggle music.

tender 8th year fics where they go from bristly as fuck to understanding and soft 100% guaranteed to make me emo as hell. all the teens have traumas and no one wants to talk about it but eventually Things are Talked About. it’s good of the adults to finally notice. everyone just wants someone to hold their hand. and this part: “You’re the only person around here who’s a bigger mess than I am.” “I thought maybe we could be a mess together,” pls don’t look at me as i weep over their gentle empathy.

Advent, a comic by dustmouth - WIP - T It's Harry and Draco's first Christmas together and Draco is determined to live his full yuletide fantasy, come hell or high water.

dustmouth, patron saint of whimsical drarry. whose illustrations singlehandedly reinvented wizarding fashion. whose cheeky and tender comics are like a soothing balm to the utter depravity of this carnal world. harry and draco being domestic, draco’s xmas spirit brand being “traditional unhinged”!! extremely my shit. we’ll absolutely be reading this all december.

Little Spaces by @dracoladon and @lazywonderlvnd​ - WIP - E Draco's back from France and working on the spell damage ward at St Mungo's with Hermione, who invites him over for dinner. Without telling Harry. This is a roleplay, which means Harry is written by one author (lazywonderland) and Draco by another (dracoladon).

the switch in distinct character voices works so well for this fic!! tonally i feel like i'm watching an episode of the office. i personally love harry and draco being Pissed Off at how much they want to bone each other. the battle of the tapenade was the most riveting dinner scene i've read in a minute. clever, hilarious, emotionally tense. can’t wait until that inevitable moment post hate-sex when they’re gonna be like “oh noooo it’s a Heart Boner as well!! >:((” hell ya we’re subscribing for chapter updates.

Dragons Don’t Know Paradise by @teacup-tai​ - WIP - E In 2004, when Remus spends two scary weeks in the ITU due to complications of pneumonia and his HIV condition, Sirius walks around the house like a ghost and Harry finds comfort and strength in Draco through a chat in an online LGBT forum. Harry falls for him, but Draco has a lot of secrets and, before long, will need to come clean—even if he believes that no one is able to understand a dragon.

non-magical bookshop AU. remus and sirius’ relationship is a marvel. the ease of their affection with harry makes me so emo. draco’s friends being insistently present even as he tries to isolate himself. this is a story about acceptance, found families, and falling in love at a distance. the intimacy, the longing, the tenderness. what a fic!! i keep coming back to this part:...he looks at ease, inside his body, a body he needed to fight for. He’d made peace with his struggles and his scars. And Draco realises he wants that. He wants to be at ease inside his body, the body that now carries a virus. He wants to be at peace with his own existence. you hurt for draco so deeply but you get moments like these where he affords himself a kindness that feels foreign and it’s just!! the boys navigating grief and learning to be vulnerable. so good.

[nakachuchu]

Mango Milk Tea | Akaashi Keiji

SYNOPSIS: University AU - You go to the dog park with your dog and see Akaashi.

READER: gender neutral

WORDS: 855

WRITTEN: 04/14/2021

NOTES: Thank you for requesting from my event! Your dogs like each other at the park + "Are you flirting with me?"

"Taro," you called out. "Come on, baby."

Your white dog waddled over to you with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. You smiled and leaned to the side to scratch his head.

You were taking Taro out for his daily walk on your university's campus, even though you no longer lived on campus.

Your university was a pet-loving campus and allowed dogs. The school board even built a dog park a few years back.

Taro loved the dog park at your university and even had friends he looked forward to each time you brought him here.

You couldn't blame him though. The dog park was top notch and his friends' owners were polite and friendly as well. You even made a few friends because of Taro's notorious butt-sniffs.

And occasionally, you'd be able to catch a glance at Akaashi Keiji, the heartthrob of the English department.

He was in most of your classes because the two of you were in the same major and even had the same internship at a local publishing company nearby.

You wouldn't exactly say you had a crush on him, but he was easy on the eyes and nice to look at. Plus, his dog was adorable as well.

"Taro, behave," you scolded as your dog barked at Akaashi's dog.

"It's all right. Bunny's not easily frightened," he said.

"You named your dog 'bunny?' " you questioned. "That's an odd name, Akaashi."

"My best friend named her," he answered with a chuckle. "I find it cute."

"Well, you are right about that. She is pretty cute," you said as you squat down to scratch Bunny's ears.

Akaashi smiled down at you from his seated position on the bench. The book on his lap was open on his lap and the wind was flipping through the pages.

"Yes, she is pretty, isn't she?" he questioned with a knowing glint.

You didn't seem to notice how he was staring at you, so you simply nodded. Taro wiggled himself into your arms, wanting some attention from you as well.

Before you knew it, the two dogs were pressed against each other, shoving each other for your attention. You chuckled and leaned down to kiss both of them on the heads.

"Animals must love you," Akaashi commented.

You glanced up at him and smiled before getting up. Bunny rubbed her head against your ankle.

"I guess. I love animals though so it would really suck if they didn't like me," you said.

He nodded and closed his book, taking care to not fold the pages. "It must be your kind and bright personality. Animals are keen about things like that.

"Well, I don't—I don't know about that."

"You're a very kind person, Y/N. I saw you help that old woman cross the street yesterday morning. I'm sure your pretty smile helps as well."

You blinked. "Are you flirting with me?"

He chuckled. "You've just noticed? Yes, I've been flirting with you since this semester started."

"You have?"

"Yes, and you were making it quite difficult. I asked you to be my partner for our magazine project, remember?" he asked.

"I saw a group of girls ready to ask you, so I just thought you'd take one of them," you said.

"Then I invited you out for lunch."

"I thought you meant with your friends, so I didn't want to intrude," you explained.

"I asked you for help on Tuesday's lecture."

"I thought you were being condescending because you're really smart," you retorted.

"I offered to pay for your mango milk tea when I ran into you yesterday at the boba shop."

"I thought you were making fun of me because I'm not rich," you muttered.

He gave you a pointed look, making your mouth form an 'O.'

"You've been flirting with me this whole time?" you questioned.

He chuckled. "Yes, so I'd love it if you could do the honors of going out on a date with me? It's compensation for torturing me so much."

"I—Yeah—Yes, I'd love to," you said.

"Great. How about now? We could go to a boba shop. I'll pay for you this time—and I'm definitely not calling you poor," he added.

You nervously chuckled. Your face was bright red as you mentally scolded yourself for being so stupid.

"Sorry," you said. "I'd appreciate it if you paid for my mango milk tea."

"Is it good?" he questioned as he tucked his book into his armpit and stood up, making sure to hold onto Bunny's leash.

"It's my favorite. I get it with mango jelly stars," you chirped as you began to walk side by side with Akaashi.

"I'll have to try it today," he said.

Taro barked in response as if he understood what Akaashi was saying, then pressed against your leg.

"Hey, Taro!" you scolded as you bumped into Akaashi.

He wrapped an arm around you to stabilize you and you glanced up at him, noticing how close your faces were.

"I think Taro supports this relationship," he teased.

You blushed. "Please stop talking. You're making me embarrassed."

He chuckled. "I'm sorry. Let's get going, shall we?"

[butterfrogmantis]

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#i said i was gonna do a painter/poet doodle pile next and i’m sticking to that promise but this gives me the feels i need for motivation 🥺

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Sam and Max OC!!  I'm about 70% done with season 2 now ehehe, already looking forwards to season 3 lmaoo- You know I can't resist ocs.  Considering it's a universe in which dogs, rabbits, chickens, rats and other assorted animals like sea chimps can talk I don't see why cats would be off the table?? Weird they seem to be mostly pets. Projected a little of myself here, that and writing English characters is just fundamentally easier for myself cause y'know, I live it. Was very tempted to have her come from my city but I didn't think the accent would fit... Sam & Max Freelance Police (c) Steve Purcell

42 notes • Posted 2021-06-11 15:34:09 GMT

#4

Smurf Screenshots that activate my flight or fight response:

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43 notes • Posted 2021-01-26 20:22:28 GMT

#3

Uh so yeah sorry I’ve been procrastinating the animatic for like two days now my bad but I won’t give up I swear ;w;

Got onto the topic of a little adult SP au I’ve been working on, this is part of the Kenny/Butters arc collide <3 

Gonna leave out minor details, but to cut a very long story short, Butters grows up to be a social worker, and owns a new SP care home for kids. Kenny left South Park at 18 to pursue a career a couple of states away, hoping to avoid more deaths in SP. During this time he gets into a dysfunctional relationship with a woman who eventually winds up having their daughter, Lucy. Due to his gf cheating, Kenny and the gf split and he is supposed to have 50/50 custody, but is chased away from his daughter by the other man, who threatens him. Kenny changes all of his socials to avoid being harassed, and returns to SP, eventually earning a job as a health and safety manager for a warehouse, and does ok for the time being. 

A couple of years later, Butter’s foster home is given a young girl with PTSD(she had witnessed an abusive step father shoot her mother and threaten to kill her too before police were called) to take care of, who’s favourite past time is blowing bubbles, earning her nickname. Butters gets to know and earn Bubbles’ trust, but it’s not until a couple of months later when he actually gets around to her file (it was a pretty big one and he’s a busy man) that he realises something important. The authorities had not been able to contact Bubbles’ father due to him vanishing it seemed, but had enough info to know his hometown was in SP, so that’s where they delivered her. Butters has an important conversation to have with his friend the next day, one he fears won’t go so well, but which ends up joyous never the less. 

Butters and Kenny (c) South Park

45 notes • Posted 2021-10-06 18:25:40 GMT

#2

I've been playing 'The Fractured But Whole' a lot this weekend XD So yeah I got dragged into South Park by @/Cartoonlover20 - I didn't think I would much but I was surprised! Butters Stotch is just the absolute baby >u< Also I got to beat up Stephen Stotch which is truly an ambition worth achieving  Anyways Bunny is my absolute ultimate <3 so Professor Chaos / Mysterion also just ,,, has that certain something. Oh yeah, hero x villain, one of my favourite tropes of all time >:3 Butters and Kenny (c) South Park

69 notes • Posted 2021-09-28 09:16:04 GMT

#1

I LOVE Sal the cockroach but I phsyically cannot play season 3 and not think of him as Kronk in a cockroaches body

Or, as I like to think of it; a Kronkroach. 

Sal (c) Sam & Max

255 notes • Posted 2021-08-15 10:18:29 GMT

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[siren-virus]

Ok, first question about Luckyboy!AU, Rook has a girlfriend? As far as I know in cannon he doesn't even have a love interest? thought that might be my fault since it's been years since I've watched any Ben 10 series (really have to rewatch some eppisodes here :P) Who is she and what is she like? Has Rook ever taken her girlfriend in a date to the coffee shop? How much of a tease is Ben with Rook when he isn't on a date? And how much of a wingman is he when he is in one?

How is Ben's social life outside his Nekomata persona by the way? I imagine he still has some friends since he's a charismatic extrovert, but with how different everything is here compared to the prime timeline, I can't see who he might be friends with besides Julie.

Now, let's make some questions that aren't about Ben :D With the amount of invasions that Earth has had over the years is the general public privy of the existence of aliens as something more than just tourists that one almost never sees, or do they know but only aknowledge it when they see an alien in person? How is the general people view of aliens regardless?

Also, does Gwen 10 have good or bad public relations? Like, does Will Harangue berate her and turn the public against her, or is she lucky enough that he's focused on Nekomata and not her? How do the humans see her, as a hero, a child soldier, a menace, a necessary evil?

Also also, how do the Plumbers play in the whole PR thing? Do they manipulate everything so the humans have the view they think is the healthiest between humans and aliens? Do they only play damage control whenever alien activity is reported to the public? Are they known or are they still an underground organization? How does the public view them as, considering they're basically intergalactic police that aren't the most competent, specially considering that some countries have beef with their own police forces?

Now, to leave all of the political and heavy talk behind, how often does Ben play with Ship and Julie? Like, they're friends, obviously Ben gets petting privilegies and becomes a pet sitter whenever Julie has to go on a tournament and can't take care of them herself. PET SHENANNIGANS MUST ENSUE THERE, AND YOU CAN'T CONVINSE ME OTHERWISE XD

Also, I imagine a scenario where Kevin and Gwen enter the coffee shop unaware that the other is in there and Ben does everything in his power to force them to sit on the same table, reminding both of them that this is a true neutral zone and "Please don't break anything here and remember to play nice, if you manage to get through this without punching eachother I'll give you a discount on your next coffee", which is a very good offer if they think about it. Meanwhile Argit is waiting at the bar watching over the situation "Bet you 10 bucks they'll be shouting over eachother in 5 minutes" "Bet you it takes them 10 minutes"... It takes them 7 and a half minutes exactly and they can't decide who wins the bet. "There's no way they're getting out of this hating eachother any less" "As long as they don't break anything and don't bother the other clients, I count it as a win"

So Rook had an established relationship in Omniverse with Rayonna, she was introduced abit later in the series when Ben and Rook with to Revonnah. It was a very 2D relationship, just put there maybe cause of the whole shipping fiasco between Ben and Rook(?) don't take my word for it ;;

For the Lucky Boy! AU, they're together, but it's been years since Rooks been to Revonnah, crime never takes a break, neither does he. So his relationship with Rayonna is very flakey, they're on the verge of breaking up, buuut due to Revonnahgander traditions, they're together still. (pulling this out of my ass ;; )

Rook ends up mentioning he has a girlfriend at some point, it was just a casual thing, Ben won't bring up the topic because the way Rook talks about Rayonna makes him feel a little bit iffy towards the subject.

Outside of work and the Nekomata persona Ben's a little awkward in the social circumstances. At that point his social battery's almost completely clocked out. So unless he's dragged out by his friends, Julie, his old soccer mates - although it's happening a lot less now, since school finished a while ago and they're moving on with their own lives- (i refuse to call it football), Alan, if they both end up clocking out at the same time. OR, Rook. Sometimes Max if he's around will invite Ben for lunch or an afternoon snack run. (Mr smoothies, with a "healthy" dose of chillie fries. Best way to lure Ben out.)

Hell yeah, let's get down to the world building buisness, my favourite cup of tea.

Humans are very knowledgeable about alien existence, you'd have to be pretty ignorant to not believe in aliens. (I mean, lets face it, in the world we live in today, I bet, that if aliens did show themselves, some group would just say they're government actors, or russian/chinese spies. Comical, but sadly a realistic scenario...)

With the amount of invasions that have happened, and the daily attacks- normally done by humans with access to alien tech- Humans are quite fearful of them. Which has urged the plumbers to keep the aliens that live on earth down underTown.

It's not all humans of course, just most. Media influence has also pushed the feardar way up.

Will Harangue, surprisingly uplifts Gwen 10 to the eyes of the public, he's also much more focused on Nekomata. (bad news= views= good news). In Harangues personal opinion though, he'd prefer no aliens at all. So he does let his badmouthing of Gwen slip sometimes.

They do a lot of damage control, their original goal was to keep alien life hidden from the public until they(the people) were deemed ready, however, not so easy when an invasion happens nearly once a month. At least it's all limited to Bellwood. For now...

The plumbers are known to the public but aren't like your typical police force- you can't just call them. But they're always around on patrol. The police aren't exactly fond of them cause "They're terking our jerbs". But they have a joint thing going on, the police handle the human crimes, unless alien tech is involved, and the plumbers handle the alien crimes.

The public views them as an iffy subject, not exactly hailed as heroes, but more of a neutral, they're here to stay I guess, kinda thing. The focus is on Gwen mostly, as the poster child(adult) of the plumbers. (this is where I really wanna separate reality and fantasy, cause like, the issues with the police at the moment is major sooo, eh, it's a touchy subject matter)

Yes to this one. When Julie's away Ben and Ship play. Ben and Julie don't meet up often, work and the vigilante life make Ben way too busy, buuut when they do meet up Julie will pop by Bens apartment - Ben makes sure nothing incriminating is around if that's the case - , or they'll hang out at the dog park, and watch the dogs go ballistic around Ship.

For the pet scenarios, visualize them to your hearts content. I got some cats laying around for my reference... even though they mostly sleep- lazy bastards.

Yes to this too! Argit and Ben would totally make bets- Ben being an anodite can sense Kevin and Gwens emotions and when they're gonna break out into a fight- So he always wins the bets. Argit has learned to not bet too high when it comes to that- if he actually forks up in the first place- .

In the case Kevin and Gwen had broken out into a fist fight, Kevin obsorbing the marble counter, Gwen turning into fourarms. Ben nearly broke his cover trying to prevent any fights, until a coworker had stepped in and promptly kicked them both out. (maybe I'll design some coworkers)

Now to get me some mint tea, cause my fingers are about to freeze off ;;

[lunapwrites]

ask game: 13, 14, 21!

sooooo tempted to ask 18 but I shan’t be rude LOL

6 if you can be bothered to look it up (just so i can go give it some love)

Hiya!! I'm still gonna answer, I am pretty reasonable about it haha.

SO.

13: favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

Well if you listen to my Spotify Wrapped, it's Cocteau Twins' album Garlands, specifically "Shallow Than Halo." I apparently drilled that song into my head a whopping 129 times while I was writing a particular, erm... scene. In LTL. It also slaps so I'm not mad about it lol. If we're talking about what has most inspired my work, Pearl Jam's Ten has been THE work. literally spawned the entire series. But if we're talking about which album decided to just yank my heart out and stomp on it and say THIS IS THE MOOD YOU'RE WRITING IN NOW PEASANT then that honor goes to Ruin by The Amazing Devil, which has only been out for a month. Specifically the song "The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace." It came out while I was writing Chapter 16 of LTL and how very dare they. Seriously though I recommend it.

14: a fic you didn't expect to write

That honor goes SOLELY to three knocks upon the door. I... kicked open the door on a whole new ship and genre for myself and I legitimately feel like I knocked that one out of the park. If you had asked me at the beginning of the year if I was going to write something like that I'd have been like "hmm, intriguing idea, but no." And yet here we bloody well are lmao.

18: (because I will answer this) current number of WIPs

A non-extreme number! At present, I have Louder Than Love which is my main fic, and I could sort of wrap the sequels/prequel up into that bubble as well. But it's part of what I am aiming to make into a tetralogy. We'll see how it pans out! As far as things I'm actively writing now, I've got my academic war AU, Applied Theory, which I'm working on another chapter for. I've got a deaged Remus fic that I've been poking at when I can spare braincells (the working title for which is put that thing back where it came from or so help me) and then I just signed up for a prompt from the Remus Lupin Fest which is I think going to nest in very nicely with LTL and be a fun(?) companion piece, or alternate-reality version or something. Idk, most everything I write takes place in that universe lol. So yeah, just those 4, and one of them isn't even properly started. :P

21 I answered in another ask, so refer to that one XD

6: Least Popular Fic This Year

So, I am going to immediately disqualify anything in my Out of Orbit series, since that's effectively my trash bin -- please don't perceive them. Otherwise, I am unsure how to parse this exactly, BUT I can say that probably my least popular fics seem to be the drabble sets, with very few exceptions. But the saddest one is Song of the Shepherd's Dog - grand total of 13 kudos since I finished posting it on 2/19. :deadinside: It's 5 horror drabbles about Remus Lupin, pretty much all surrounding his Lycanthropy in one way or another. There's some Dean and Peter POV in there too. It was a cool writing exercise.

Satellites (series) and Lost Dogs also haven't gotten as much play as I'd have liked to have seen -- especially Lost Dogs, which has barely seen any movement since I posted it a year ago. It won the competition, and then no one touched it again (which is where I feel three knocks upon the door is headed, sadly.)

Anyway, that's it! Thanks so much for the ask!! <3

[honeyoongiah]

Curtains

Pairings: Taehyung x reader 

Genre: Neighbour! Taehyung AU, fluff, angst, smut

Words: 6.3k

Warnings: mention of harassment, explicit sex 

Summary: You just moved out to study in another city when you met your new neighbour Taehyung. You instantly feel connected to him, but somehow life just doesn’t stop getting in your way.

A/N: This is an older piece but I love it. I had to translate it before I could post it because I wrote it in german originally. And since I had a chance now, I edited it a bit. Enjoy!

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" - "Your plane is departing soon, get in this damn taxi now!" I laughed and pushed my mother out the door. Her eyes were still glaring at me with concern while trying to get free. "I can always book a new flight." 

"Mom no, go now. I'm an adult, I can do this.", I said and gestured how tall I am already. "First of all you are only 22. And you live alone now! That's a big step. You were never very long or far away from me. In my eyes you'll always be my little one." 

I hugged my mother one last time and kissed her cheek. "Now go. Tell me when you land and greet my siblings. And thanks again for helping me out so much. Are you sure I shouldn't bring you to the airport?" - "Yes I'm sure darling and don't thank me, I'll always be there to help you. I'll call you from home then!" 

I watched my mother for a while until I closed the door of my new house and leaned against it from the inside. I really moved out now and my new home was not exactly around the corner. But I was lucky with this place, it's a beautiful estate and close to my university. 

I walked straight up to my refrigerator in the kitchen because my stomach grumbled. A glance at the clock told me that their war had been a while since my mom and I ate breakfast and I hoped she wasn't starving on her way right now.

My eyes looked right into a yawning void and I sighed in frustration as I didn't feel like going shopping now. In the end, I would have no other choice. It was Saturday and if I didn't have food for today, I'll definitely stay hungry tomorrow. 

I ran upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed my handbag that was placed on the bedside table and opened it. Phone, key, wallet. Everything inside. I took a quick look in the mirror and checked whether my pigtail was still sitting properly and pulled it again.

Then I ran back down the stairs and left my house, of course not without locking the door. I got in my car and started the engine. Less than 10 minutes later I stood in the parking lot of a grocery store and slammed my car door. With quick steps I entered the building and looked around. I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, I could already hear my bed calling for me. 

After my bulk shopping was done and I paid an inhuman sum at the cash register, I had a hard time carrying it all to the car. Somehow I had made it and dropped the whole bags into my trunk. After I drove back and parked in my garage, I threw myself into my seat in frustration as I remembered how many heavy bags I would have to carry inside now. 

Come on, it doesn't take that long I tried to cheer myself up and forced myself to get out and go to my trunk again. I was able to carry the first 3 bags and just got the key out of my door when a small husky stared at me with an innocent look. "Um..." I got out of a urge to react as if the dog could answer me. I almost dropped the bags, but I was able to put them down in time and crouched down. 

"Well, who are you?" I asked and the dog cocked his head to the side. I held out my hand and waited for him to come closer to sniff it. Who knew if he had not experienced traumatic and maybe attacked when I act too harshly.

Slowly the husky puppy padded towards me and nestled his head on my hand. I started to stroke him properly and his tail back and forth happily. "Snowball?" I turned around, but at first I couldn't find who this dark voice belonged to. "Snowball? Snowball where are you?" 

Then the little one in front of me responded to these calls with even more wagging his tail. "I guess you're Snowball, right?" He barked loudly and I giggled. "Snowball?" Slowly he padded past me to his owner, I turned and looked up into two brown eyes that pierced mine. 

We just looked at each other for a few seconds until I finally woke up from my rigidity and got up. "Um, hi. I'm y/n, I just moved in here." - "I'm Kim Taehyung and I live in the house next door.", said the other person while pointing to his house and grinning shyly. I returned the grin and looked over. "It's nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you too. I'm sorry if Snowball scared or annoyed you. He just ran away when I wanted to get the mail in and I couldn't catch him straight away  and then he already was out of my sight.", He laughed and scratched his neck nervously. 

"Oh, no problem. I love dogs and Snowball is really cute.", I replied honestly and looked down at him again. "Okay, then I'm relieved. Still sorry and thank you for taking care of him. I don't want to bother you any longer."

His eyes fell on the shopping bags by the door and he looked back at me. "Do you need help carrying it in?"- "Oh ah no, it's okay. I'll be fine," I said, waving my arms around in the air.

"Sure? It's not a problem for me to lend a hand."

His long brown-gray hair fell into his eyes and he ran his fingers elegantly through them while his eyes continued to look at me. „I am sure these aren‘t the only bags, if you just moved in here. Come on, let me help you.“

I gave up and nodded. Taehyung's smile widened immediately and he nodded back in confirmation. "The rest is in the trunk. I go and open the door already, so Snowball won't run away again."

Taehyung let Snowball into my house and carried the 3 bags from the front of my door to the kitchen, then he came to my garage and took as many bags as he could carry.

"I can take some too," I muttered, but he just shook his head and walked back inside my house.

I locked the car and the garage, then I followed him.

"Should I help you unpack, too?"

"No no, that would really be too much to ask for. Thanks for your help, would you like some coffee?", I walked over to my machine and looked at him questioningly. "Oh no, I don't want to bother you."

"It’s totally fine and besides you just helped me and I want to give you something back." - "Well if you insist then it would be my pleasure.", I nodded contentedly and let the coffee machine do its work while I leaned against the counter. "So why did you move here?"

"I am here for my studies, the university is just around the corner. I also always wanted to be independent as early as possible." Taehyung nodded and surveyed the facility. "Everything is already ready here."

"My mother was here and helped me with everything. She flew back this morning."

"Do you miss her already?" - "I didn’t get to that part yet, to be honest. Since she's gone, I've only been grocery shopping, nothing more." I laughed and Taehyung joined in. We talked about our life for a while and I found out that he studied at the university like me and that he had lived here alone for a few years. Unlike my family, his family lived near him, only that he still didn't see them too often. They didn't have a particularly close relationship. He had Snowball only for a few weeks and he made him really happy, even if it brought him into all kinds of problematic situations.

"I'll be gone then too, my girlfriend is probably wondering where I am," he explained to me with a smile and went to the door. A part of me was really sad that he was apparently in firm hands. "Thanks again for your help."

"Thanks for the coffee. If you need something, just come over."

I closed the door, started to put my groceries in the fridge and finally made myself something to eat. Later my mother called me and told me that she had arrived safely but would fly back at any time if I needed anything. With a laugh I declined her offer and we hung up. I spent most of the following evenings curled up on my sofa watching some trivial series on TV before my eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep. One night I heard someone shouting and winced. I slowly opened my eyes and was startled because I was not used to the surroundings.

I switched on the light and turned the television off. Is someone arguing? So loud in the middle of the night? I decided to go to my bedroom after going to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Shortly after I entered my room and wanted to open the window when I noticed that I could look perfectly into the room across the street. Two people faced each other and seemed pretty angry. I could see that one of them is probably Taehyung and that the woman with him must have been his girlfriend.

She raised her hand and landed directly on his cheek. I flinched in surprise, but Taehyung kept a straight face. He said something else to her that I didn't understand and she left the room. Still staring in shock, I stared over until his eyes met mine and I felt caught.

You don't stalk people just like that, I thought and I blushed. Taehyung just smiled and shaped a sorry with his lips. I shook my head to signal that he didn't have to apologize for anything and he nodded.

I smiled goodbye to him again and then pulled my curtains shut. Apparently he was having a fight with his girlfriend. I hoped that would settle down soon and went to bed. A few weeks passed and I met Taehyung a few times at the university and in front of the house. I found out that he had broke up with his girlfriend and he apologized again for waking me up.

I also got to know the first people and made a few contacts. A boy named Jimin seemed to be particularly interested in me and he invited me to dinner. I thought why not? and agreed. He was really attractive and friendly, you could talk to him well, so I was looking forward to my date. On that day the doorbell rang and I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

Jimin wanted to be here in an hour? I wasn't done with getting ready yet. I trudged to the door and found Taehyung. "Hey, I wanted to ask, if you would like to see a movie or something today? I cooked and there would be something for you too." In fact, I would have liked this, but I was already appointed. "I'm sorry, I'm busy today. Next time?"

Taehyung was visibly disappointed but he smiled anyway. "No problem, what are you doing?" Somehow it was uncomfortable for me to tell Taehyung that I was on a date, but it couldn't be avoided. "I'm having dinner with Jimin, I think you know him." His eyes widened and he looked away in shame. "Oh oh yes, I know Jimin. He is really nice. I wish you a good time." We said goodbye and I got ready for my date. It was really nice, Jimin picked me up and opened all the doors for me, adjusted my chair and even paid. He was really courteous and gracious but also funny.

We stopped at my front door to say goodbye. "I enjoyed my evening with you, y/n." Jimin smiled shyly and scratched the back of his head. "I thought it was very nice too." I admitted honestly and he smiled brighter. But something was missing. Jimin slowly reached down to me, watching my reaction closely and resting his forehead on mine. When I didn't move away, he gently put his lips on mine and I returned the kiss. We quickly broke apart and Jimin said goodbye for today.

This was followed by some dates, some kisses and at some point we were a couple.

"Do you want to go out today, honey?" He asked as he hugged me from behind and rested his head on my shoulder as I made myself a tea. "I don't care, we can stay here as long as we are together." I replied and got a kiss on the head. "You are so adorable."

Jimin was really the perfect boyfriend and I enjoyed being close. Spending time with him was pure relaxation for me and yet I couldn't help feeling that I was missing something. But I didn't tell him, I didn't want to hear it myself and gave everything to be a good girlfriend to him. We sat on the sofa and I leaned against him. He immediately put an arm around me and put my cup on the table. "Hey, I wanted to drink it now!" I laughed.

Jimin leaned down to me and pressed his soft lips against mine. I sighed contentedly and he grinned into our kiss. "It makes me so happy to make you happy."

"You poet." I giggled and united our lips again. Just as he was about to lean over me, the doorbell rang. Jimin already had his lower lip out formed to a pout and I laughed. "I‘ll go."

Jimin got up and arrived at the front door in a few steps. "Oh, hey Tae. What's up?" Immediately I became clairaudient and got up to go to the door. I stood next to Jimin, who automatically put his hand around my waist. Tae's gaze immediately fell on it and I felt an uneasy feeling. "I-I just cooked too much again and wanted to bring something over. So you are together now?" 

Jimin and I nodded, he definitely more vigorously than me. Taehyung put on a false smile and nodded. "I'm happy for you. Then you can eat it together, it'll be enough for two people." If it was enough for two, half was definitely not for Jimin and I felt bad to have canceled again when Taehyung indirectly asked me to meet. We said goodbye and I watched Tae walk down the stairs until Jimin closed the door. "Delicious food." Jimin murmured as he greedily examined the baking pan and I had to laugh.

Time flew and two years passed by quickly. Taehyung and I saw each other every now and then, when I was jogging and he went for a walk with Snowball. Who, by the way, had already become huge. Sometimes we were even grocery shopping at the same time. I also saw him go to bed every night because our bedrooms were facing each other and we always went around the same time to close the curtains. It was like a ritual. Neither of us mentioned it and neither said it was intentional, but we both knew we were eagerly waiting for 10 p.m. to finally be able to walk to the curtains and smile at each other least a few seconds a day.

After two years of relationship, I broke up with Jimin. He was a perfect boyfriend but he wasn't... perfect for me. The feeling that I was missing something grew bigger and bigger and echoed loudly in my head. I couldn't go on like this. Jimin was hurt, but understanding as expected. Again I met Taehyung while jogging, but this time I wouldn't just keep walking with a smile. I stopped, to mine and to his amazement. "Hey, Taehyung. We haven't talked in a long time," I said kindly.

"That's right, how are you doing right now?"

"Oh, it's okay so far, there's a lot going on right now," I replied. Please ask about Jimin, it shot through my head and I was scared of myself. Why did I want that? "Yes, the university is troubling us all. How's Jimin?" Yes! "I don't know, we broke up," I said, and I could have sworn to see a quick smile on his lips. "I'm sorry, you were together a long time." I nodded. "It was my decision. Something was missing," I emphasized. "Sometimes there are things that aren‘t meant to be and sometimes you have it right in front of you and you don't recognize it." he said absently and avoided eye contact.

We said goodbye and I thought about his words. Was he thinking about us? What would have been if he had not been taken or if it wasn’t directly after his breakup? What if his invitation had come a tick earlier? Would I have been with Jimin at all? I soon decided to cook too and bring him something over there. In fact, I still had one of his baking tins and decided to make a potato casserole.

But the university tore at my nerves and I couldn't find any time. Taehyung always seemed tired and stressed when I saw him in the evening or met him at the post office. Finally, half a year later, when I still hadn't given him his shape back, maybe just to be able to do this, I found the time and cooked for us. All day I was happy that it finally worked and something inside of me tingled with excitement. The thought of eating and talking with Taehyung, maybe laughing, gave me goose bumps and a pleasant warmth ran through my stomach.

I never had that with Jimin.

Humming happily, I cooked my casserole and looked proud at my work when I took it out of the oven. I let it cool down a bit and ran upstairs to choose something to wear.

Simple or a little bit more prettied up? We would only eat, but I still wanted to look good.

I entered my bedroom and automatically looked over into his.

My smile immediately disappeared when I realized that he was standing there with a girl and kissed her soulfully as they moved towards the bed. My stomach tightened but I couldn't look away. He held her face with one hand and with the other he pulled her closer to his waist.

She had buried her fingers in his hair and was playing with them.

I seemed to have been too noticeable because a few seconds later he broke away from her and looked in my direction. Just in time I could pretend to get my cell phone off the bed and disappear.

Before I left the room I looked over again. He had turned back to her and probably hadn't noticed that I had seen her. I sadly went down the stairs and wondered what I wanted to do alone with so much casserole. Then I just had something to eat for two days, I thought to myself, but I couldn't just keep it. It was meant for him and he should get it.

I got out a pen and a small piece of paper and wrote a message.

"Sorry for bringing over your cake tray so late. The casserole is for you and your girlfriend. Sorry, I didn't want to stalk! ~ y/n" I packed the form in aluminum foil and stuck the note on it. I quickly put on my shoes and ran the few meters over to put it in front of his door. Then I went back inside and threw myself on the sofa in frustration. Some things shouldn't be. At 10pm I went to my curtains as usual, but for the first time in 3 years, his curtains were closed.

The next morning I walked to my mailbox, but this time I saw no Taehyung.

I glanced at his front door. The casserole was definitely no longer there. But between my letters I found a small piece of paper. "The casserole was great, but not necessary! Thank you (^ o ^)" He did not go into the matter with his girlfriend, which is not surprising.

With a sigh I packed the remaining letters and ran back into the house.

The weeks passed and tests were pending. I hardly left my house, tried to focus as best I could. But Taehyung always managed to sneak into my thoughts and I tugged my hair I should have noticed earlier that I wanted more. Already at the first meeting I noticed that there was something. But he had a girlfriend. Then I had a boyfriend. The university also consumed a lot of time and now he seemed to be taken again.

He lives next door and is still so far away.

Another few weeks passed and Taehyung didn't come to the window regularly at 10pm. Maybe once or twice a week I saw him grinning at me through the window.

I always smiled back in a friendly way, but I was sad inside. I should just get over it and be happy myself again. After all, I had separated from Jimin over half a year ago. The university had planned a big prom after the exams and I tried to be happy and not to think that Taehyung would probably bring his new girlfriend there.

I got some invitations for this evening, but I didn't really feel like any of them. Everyone was really nice, but that's just not enough. Nevertheless, I accepted Haesung's invitation and he picked me up at 8pm. He drove us to the location and even looked really good in a suit.

We talked casually and entered the room.

The large hall was dipped in a soft blue and the furnishings matched perfectly. My dress was also color-coordinated, because the motto had already been announced. "Would you like a drink?" my date for this eveing asked, but I didn't feel like alcohol today. "No thanks." He got some of the alcohol-free punch for both of us, because he still had to drive. We talked and drank until my eyes fell on the door that someone was opening.

His suit looked great and my face immediately turned a light red.

To my surprise he was alone, without any company. His eyes roamed the room as if he was looking for something and finally met mine. We just looked at each other until he started eyeing me and my dress and smiled shyly. I blushed but smiled back. His smile was really heartwarming and it made my stomach tingle again. He looked over at Haesung and his eyes changed from shy to worried. What was going through his mind?

"y/n? Are you listening at all?"

Haesung pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked at him. "I'm sorry, I just noticed my neighbor." Haesung nodded and we continued the conversation.

My eyes fell briefly on the door again, but Taehyung was no longer to be seen. Well understandable, who liked standing in the door frame all night. The evening was calm and relaxed, I was still looking for Tae but couldn't find him anywhere. Time passed and slowly I wanted to go back home. Nothing kept me here.

"Haesung, I'm pretty tired. Would you mind if we left now?" I asked with puppy eyes.

You could see the disappointment, but he nodded and we walked back to the car. I searched for Taehyung one last time, but I still couldn't find him. Maybe he was home already?

The journey was quiet, there was silence between us but that was fine with me. I didn't really feel like talking to him anymore.

He walked me to the door and I tried to say goodbye, but Haesung supported himself on my front door with his hand and narrowed me down. "Can't I get a good night kiss?" He said, and I got a bad feeling about it. "Haesung please go now," I tried to say in a strong voice. He frowned. "But babe, we haven't gotten to the fun part yet." - "Haesung it is enough, I don't want that." I said with tremor in my voice this time and clenched my hands into fists to calm down. "Oh come on, I can still convince you. You will have fun."

Haesung moved closer and I was getting ready for the worst, but just before his face was close enough to mine, he was pulled back by the shoulder and stumbled a few steps back. "Fuck off Tae, this has nothing to do with you." Haesung said, visibly pissed off and tried to get out of his grip, but Taehyung gripped harder and harder. "No means no haesung and if you don't leave now and stay away from y/n in the future, you and I will have a problem." Taehyung said coldly and pierced Haesung with a look of death.

"Alright alright, I'm leaving," he muttered and went to his car.

Relief spread through me and I leaned against the door with a sigh. "Thanks Tae, it would have turned out badly without you." - "Nothing to thank me for. I was worried when I saw him with you, he has always been a guy who knows no boundaries. That's why I kept an eye on you and that didn't seem to be a mistake. Besides, you didn't seem really interested in him?", the last one came out half as a question and he cocked his head slightly.

"I thought he was nice and I didn't want to go to prom alone." I answered honestly and shrugged. "I would have invited you.” Taehyung murmured, looking at everything but me, hoping I didn't hear it. I did however. "I thought you were going with your girlfriend." I said, and Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "Exactly, I wanted to talk to you about that too. I have no girlfriend, where does that idea come from?" I thought back to the day I cooked for us and then saw him in the room with this woman. How he kissed her and pushed her towards the bed. My stomach turned. "I saw you in your room with a woman, and judging by what you were about to do, it looked very intimate." I replied embarrassed, playing with my fingers.

Taehyung thought for a moment, but then widened his eyes and blushed.

"I-I ... that wasn't my girlfriend. I just got to know her back then and … ah doesn't matter, it was a huge mistake. So you thought she was my girlfriend ever since?" He threw his head back and sighed heavily. "Don’t worry about it! You are grown up and can do whatever you want." I tried to calm him down, but he just shook his head. "You're right about that, but that was never what I wanted. No matter it's late, you should go to sleep. By the way, you look really gorgeous in this dress. Good night." he said and disappeared.

I unlocked my front door and warm air flowed towards me. I ran upstairs and saw Tae lying on his bed and running his hand through his hair while looking frustrated. I ran to my closet and dug out a long top because I didn't like to sleep in pants, and went to the bathroom to change. I could have just closed my curtains, but I didn't want to lose the chance to see Tae's face again. Who knew when the next time would be. I took off my make-up and changed my clothes. When I ran back to my room Taehyung was still there, but now he was sitting and resting his head on his knees with his hands. He probably hadn't noticed that I could see him yet.

For a few minutes I watched him go through his hair, check his cell phone briefly and throw himself back on the bed in frustration again. Then I decided to offer him his privacy and pulled my curtains shut. Another few weeks passed and our evening ritual was revived. We met and went jogging again often, sometimes we even ate together at the university. Finally it seemed to be going uphill. But fate was simply not on our side. I noticed that there has been an unusual amount of noise coming from his house lately and his bedroom looked emptier than usual. What was he up to? Renovation work? I didn't get to ask him, because the next day he was already at my door and handed me a small piece of paper. "I'm going to do a few semesters abroad. I can't be here anymore, but that's my number, if you need something or want to talk, just contact me.", He was still there until I finished saving his number but after that he wanted to turn back and go immediately.

No no no! I couldn't let something separate us again!

He was still walking along the path of my property when his cell phone rang.

He got it out of his pocket and took the call.

"Hello?"

"You said I should call when I need something. Don't go away, I need you." I spoke bravely into my cell phone, my hand trembled and I was ready to get the brush-off. A tear rolled down my cheek but I just ignored it. Taehyung continued to stand with his back in my direction for a few seconds, which felt like hours, but then finally turned to me and waöked towards me with huge steps. "I've been waiting for so long," he said before taking my face in his hands and meld our lips. I sighed contentedly and put my arms around his neck, pulling him further down towards me. He pushed me into the house and kicked the door shut. His hands moved from my face to my hip, where he pulled me closer and I moaned in surprise.

I buried my fingers in his long hair and scratched his neck. In response, he gave a low grumble and pushed me against the wall. "I've wanted to do this ever since I met you," he whispered against my lips as we briefly separated from each other due to lack of air. His eyes shone and I lost myself in them. He grabbed my butt and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist. Again he pushed me against the wall and rubbed against me as he spread a thousand kisses on my neck. I cocked my head and took a deep breath when he touched a sensitive area with his soft lips.

"Found it.", He murmured contentedly and started sucking on it. I moaned softly and clawed into his back. I wanted to feel his lips on mine again, to memorize his taste. I grabbed his face and turned it back to me, didn't hesitate for a second and reunited our mouths. Taehyung pushed me a little more against the wall and grabbed my butt a bit harder.

He bit my lip lightly and I slightly opened my mouth when I moaned, which he immediately took advantage of and also united our tongues. It was a struggle for dominance that I would clearly lose. Slowly I felt something hard between my legs and gasped in surprise.

"Sorry, if that's too quick for you, we can stop too...", Taehyung said out of breath, still very close to my face. His breath tickled warmly on my swollen lips and I didn't even think about ending this. In response, I pulled him closer to me again and pulled his shirt up a bit on his back. Taehyung grinned and we pulled away from the wall so he could carry me upstairs.

In the meantime, I worked on his neck and left my love bites everywhere. 

When we arrived in my bedroom, he threw me on the bed and immediately leaned over me to focus on my neck again. "I’m so damn attracted to you. I crave you." he growled in his deep voice against my skin as his hands slowly moved under my top and explored my body. He quickly pulled it over my head and looked at me for a while. "Taehyung what are you doing?" - "I'm trying to catch every detail of you." he answered, leaning back down to me. His lips wandered down my neck to my cleavage and opened my bra with his hands. It felt like his hands and lips were everywhere at the same time, my skin burned hot in the places he touched. The comfortable tingle in my abdomen became stronger and I gasped when Tae had reached my pants. 

As he continued to spread gentle kisses on my stomach, he opened my pants and threw them carelessly across the room. I pulled his shirt over his head and threw it down to my pants. He took my panties off with his teeth and licked his lips while he examined my now completely exposed body. It was uncomfortable to show myself so naked, but his lustful gaze on me felt good. He climbed up to me again and we kissed passionately as he ran his fingertips over my body. I reached for his belt, which I had successfully opened after some fiddling, and tried to open the button. 

But unexpectedly, Taehyung let his fingers disappear between my legs and I groaned loudly. He grinned into our kiss and playfully bit my lip. "Taehyung-ah, I can't concentrate like this..." I tried to make no noise while still trying to open his button. He let go of me briefly to take off his pants himself and I stared at the bulge that could no longer be overlooked. Again he kissed my body until he got between my legs and gently sucked marks on my thighs. "You don't have to concentrate on anything, baby. Just let yourself fall." he said seductively, his lips touching my clit lightly and driving me crazy.

Shortly afterwards, a pleasant sensation ran through my whole body and I moaned loudly when I could feel Taehyungs tongue. "Tae-Taehyung..." was the only thing that could leave my mouth, my hips started moving by themselves and I closed my eyes. The fact that I moaned his name only made him move his tongue faster and harder while he began to use his fingers. He pushed two inside of me, no time to adjust but I didn’t need it anyway. I clawed my hand in the sheet and buried the other in his hair, which exerted slight pressure on his head. Just when I was almost at the limit to cum, he stopped and I looked down at him in surprise. I whined at the loss of contact when he removed his fingers.

"I want to come with you, baby." he gave me as an explanation and I quickly nodded. There was nothing I wanted more than to feel him inside of me. I’ve waited for this for so long that I was almost nervous.He stripped off his boxer shorts and leaned over me.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and looked deep into his brown eyes, which I fell in love with at first sight. "Taehyung, I love you," I said, smiling, and Tae's look looked surprised.

"I love you too, (y/n). Finally you're mine.", he answered lovingly while entering me slowly.

I moaned deeply when I felt his length inside of me. This time I needed a few seconds to adjust, but Taehyung was patient and kissed my neck while he waited for my okay to move. I still felt like I could cum any minute, him stretching me out and his soft lips on my neck while his hands stroked my body drove me crazy. As he started to suck on my nipples I got impatient and whined. “Please move. I want to feel it.”

Taehyung groaned in response and moved his hips back and forth, his eyes not leaving mine. “I love how you look right now. God you’re so beautiful.”, he whispered to me and I blushed, not able to give him an answer, the pleasure too much for my brain to form words.

My fingers were buried in his hair as I moved my hips in sync with his. We both moaned louder when he started to thrust a bit harder, revealing how needy he really was. “T-Taehyung it feels so good I’m close.”, I whimpered, now scratching his neck and gaining a low groan in response. “I can feel it gorgeous, you’re clenching around me. It feels amazing.”, he answered and bit my neck softly. “Cum with me.”

His words sent me over the edge, the pleasure running through my veins as I moaned loudly. Shortly after I could feel that Taehyung was close as well, only a few thrusts away from filling me. I touched his body and marked his neck where I discovered he liked it the most and helped him cumming as well. “God you’re incredible.”, was the first thing he said after pulling me close into his arms. I chuckled and kissed his chest. “I’ve never felt like this.” 

“Me neither.”, I whispered and looked up to him. “Are you really going to stay here with me?” 

Taehyung nodded fastly and kissed my forehead. “I won’t let anything or anyone come between us. We wasted way too much time the past years and I think we need to catch up on that.” I nodded and sighed in relief. Taehyung wouldn’t leave me. We finally found each other and wouldn’t let go again. “I love you.”, he said lovingly and I smiled. “I love you too, from the very first moment I did and I’ll never stop.” 

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Mated (3)

Mated (1) | Mated (2)

Pairing: Sehun x Reader / Suho x Reader

Genre: Wolf AU

Warning: Violence, Blood etc

Word Count: 2.1k

"Lay!" You call you, helping Sehun into the house. "It happened again." You sigh, helping him onto the couch as Lay comes over to take a look at Sehun's wrist. 

Again. 

"What the hell triggered it this time." Lay asks, examining the clearly broken wrist. 

"Look I'm fine. I heal quickly." Sehun spits, standing up. 

"Good, then I can fuck you up again." Suho spits, walking into the house, slamming the door shut. "Yanno Ayn, you're my mate too. You shouldn't play favourites." He spits at you. 

"I'm not playing favourites. As I recall, I spent the day with you yesterday." You say, justifying yourself. 

"You don't need to be an asshole." Sehun chimes in, making you sigh heavily. 

"Should I break your other fucking wrist?" Suho snaps, charging towards Sehun. "Maybe just snap your neck this time." 

"Stop it!" You yell. "What the fuck is wrong with you two?" You cry. You push between them, storming out to the yard to clear your head. 

You weren't sure how much longer you could live like this. The constant fighting between the two men who were supposed to love you unconditionally was emotionally draining, the fighting for your attention, one always making it seem like the other was getting more was draining, the fact that you couldn't stand to be in the same room with them together was draining. And it wasn't just your relationships with Sehun and Suho that were suffering, the pack was as well. 

Suho wasn't acting like the leader he should be, his temper was short, he wasn't the kind and caring man you once knew. He didn't care anymore, his focus was now beating Sehun in every single way possible, it was an unhealthy obsession they both had. 

Sehun was the same way. He had a hatred for his leader that he once considered a brother, he needed being the better mate, the better man, just all-around better. 

Their competition was exhausting. You were exhausted. 

You headed back into the house, grabbing your keys before taking off in your car, heading to the one place you hoped had the answers you desperately needed right now. As you drove you thought about your options, you loved them both, they each had their set of faults along with their good qualities but as of now, everything bad was overshadowing the things that were once good. 

"Oh my god." You giggle, running behind the couch. "Stop, please." You beg Sehun. 

"No." He laughs. "It's called payback, baby." 

You squeal as he lunges for you, running into the kitchen where you're grabbed by Suho. 

"I'll save you." Suho smiles, hoisting you over his shoulder and play fighting with Sehun to protect you. 

"Put me down." You say, lightly tapping his back. 

Suho sets you down and you look up at him, giving him a small peck on the lips. "My hero." You smile before walking over to Sehun and kissing him as well. "My other hero. I'm so lucky." You sigh, looking at the two men who love you most in this world. 

Before you knew it, you pulled up outside your parent's house. Your mom had passed away a few years ago but your dad still lived there, mostly spending his days sitting on the porch, drinking coffee while reading his book. He had a lot of knowledge in mates and you knew he would be able to help you out in your situation. 

"Hey, dad." You wave, getting out of your car. 

"Oh hi, bug." He chuckles, standing up to greet you. "What a nice surprise. What brings you here?" He asks.

"I need some advice." You say, giving him a small hug before sitting down next to him. 

"What's on your mind?" He asks. 

You pause for a minute, unsure of where to even start when your dad pipes up again. "It's the mates, isn't it? They're different." 

"How did you know?" 

"Despite there not being much research on it, I did see a Gemini mate once before in my lifetime." He smiles. 

"Well, what happened?"

** 

Sehun runs down the stairs, his body is tight, he's pissed off and ready to snap at any moment. He figures now would be a good time to go for a run, trying to get some aggression out while you're gone. Of course, he felt bad about putting you into the middle of his fights with Suho, but he couldn't help it. Even with how long it had been he was still jealous. You were never supposed to be with Suho, Sehun never wanted a mate he had to share but he adjusted to it, for you. But now enough was enough. He couldn't stand the way Suho looked at you, the way he smiled at you or spoke to or about you. Sehun needed Suho to disappear, and it needed to happen fast. 

He walks out the door, slamming it behind him, making the rest of the men in the living room jump. 

"This needs to end." Baekhyun sighs. "I can't walk on eggshells around them anymore." 

"I worry if I cough too loud." Chanyeol whines. "Suho yelled at me for breathing yesterday." 

"Things are tough but they'll get through it." Minseok sighs. "They have too." 

** 

Suho runs through the forest, not yet wanting to switch to his wolf form. He feels the burning in his legs as he picks up his pace, sweat dripping down his face as he pushes himself to do better. He knew he needed to be better, for you. But he was struggling because of Sehun. He wanted the whiny fuck away from you, if Sehun wasn't in the picture then things would be so much better. You'd be happier too, he just knew it. If only there was a way to cut the younger one from both of your lives. Suho knew it would be a big risk, somehow getting rid of Sehun, but you would eventually forget about him, and then finally Suho would be the only one in your life, the one that made you smile, the one who had your whole heart. That's all he wanted, was for you to be happy with him. 

**

That evening you sent a message to both Sehun and Suho letting them know that you wouldn't be coming home that night. You had too much on your mind and you just needed space to think about things. 

"You have to choose one, bug." He tells you. "There's no way around it. Wolves are extremely territorial creatures that do not do well sharing. It's a surprise you have lasted this long before things got bad." 

Thinking back you remember the first time you noticed them starting to get short with each other. 

"Get the fuck out of my way." Suho snaps at Sehun. You had been sitting on the couch with Sehun, watching a movie when Suho approached, snapping at the two of you cuddling before wanting to get in the middle. You honestly had thought he was joking at the time. 

"What are you doing?" You giggle. "You know this is his night." 

"Yeah, my night, now fuck off." Sehun growls. 

"Okay.." you pause. "Are you both serious?" You ask. You look at both men whose eyes are locked on each other, their chests heaving as they stare each other down. "What the hell is happening?" You ask, moving out of the way. 

"I told you, it's my night." Sehun growls. 

"What the fuck, you guys?" You yell. "What's wrong with you?" 

Suho shakes his head, coming out of whatever mood he was in. He looks at the two of you before apologizing and walking away. 

That was only the beginning. 

"I know." You sigh. "Maybe I should go and talk to them tonight." 

"Can't hurt bug. I love you." Your dad smiles, kissing you on the forehead. 

"Thanks, dad. I love you." You say, giving him a quick hug before running to your car. This talk couldn't wait until the morning.

** 

"Do you wanna come out?" Lay asks Suho, who was drinking a glass of water. 

"No." He answers, placing his cup in the sink before walking away. 

"How about you Sehun? You wanna join?" Minseok asks the younger man. He shakes his head no, his eyes never leaving the TV. 

"Try not to kill each other while we're gone." Baekhyun mutters as the rest of the pack leaves the two men alone. 

Sehun's breathing becomes heavier as he feels Suho still in the kitchen. He hated being even this close to him, he could smell the pathetic need for you from where he was sitting. 

"Christ." Sehun snaps, turning off the TV.

"What the fuck is your issue?" Suho spits. 

"You and you're fucking need to have her is my issue. She was mine first. Mine!" Sehun yells. 

"Well, now she belongs to both of us." Suho chuckles. "You just know if she chose, it would be me. You're too immature for her, she needs a man." 

"Doubtful she would choose you. You should hear the way she talks about you after I've shoved my cock in her." Sehun laughs. "Pathetic." 

"I'm done." Suho says. "I'm done with this two mates thing." 

"Good, so leave us the fuck alone." Sehun smiles.

"No. We fight for her." Suho says. "You and me, tonight. The winner gets to be her mate." 

"Loser dies." Sehun declares. 

Both men nod at each other before heading outside into the field where the battle will begin. 

Both men stand on opposite sides of the field, shifting into their wolf forms. They stand there on all fours growling at each other, each one waiting for the other to lunge. 

Suho takes the first leap, running for Sehun. Sehun takes off, both their bodies colliding, snarling at each other. 

Suho's mouth grips Sehun's neck, tearing a chunk of fur and skin off making Sehun yelp, but come back even more aggressive. He lunges for Suho, opening his mouth and comping down on his leg, twisting it to break. Suho claws at Sehun, using his head to knock him off. 

They both back away, dropping low as they circle each other, snarling and snapping, waiting for the other to lunge until Sehun does. 

** 

You sped through the dark streets, making your way onto the gravel road just before the house. Out of the corner of your eye you see two large, what look like dogs fighting in the middle of the field. You turn your head to look and instantly recognize the two wolves that were tearing each other apart. You swerve your car into the ditch, driving into the field before throwing it in park and running towards the two men you loved the most. 

"Stop!" You yell, your voice cracking as the tears fall from your eyes. You can smell the blood as you near them, both of their bodies are limping, tired and bloody. 

"Please stop." You cry, running closer towards them. You should have stopped, you shouldn't have run in any closer but you did. The moment Suho opened his mouth to lunge for Sehun's neck, you stepped in the way, his teeth gripping your neck and shaking before he realized what he had done. 

Within seconds Suho releases you and your body drops to the ground, blood spewing from your neck. Instantly they're both back in their human forms, huddling over you, trying to stop the bleeding. 

"Ayn.. baby, I'm so sorry. I love you. I'm so sorry... I'm so.. sorry." Suho cries as you struggle to breathe. You reach your hand up, stroking his cheek before your eyes turn over to Sehun who is kneeling in the grass, tears shedding. A tear rolls down your cheek as you hiccup, your rigid breath becoming your last as you fade into nothingness. 

Rage fills Sehun as he stares at the man who murdered his mate, the man who used to be his brother and leader but was now someone he didn't recognize. 

"You did this." Sehun calmly says. "You killed her!" He yells, getting up and charging for Suho who just kneels there. Sehun tackles him, knocking his beaten body to the ground. Suho barely fights, he lays there as Sehun wraps his hands around his throat. 

"Do it." Suho whispers. "Kill me. Let me see her again." 

Sehun releases his neck, standing up, towering over the man. "You don't deserve that." Sehun says, limping towards the house as he hears the other men running towards them in the field.

"What happened!?" Minseok yells, stopping Sehun before he reaches the house. 

He blankly stares at Minseok, trying to speak. "He.." he whispers. "He murdered Ayn." He finishes, moving past him to walk into the house, the fire that was once burning bright inside him was now gone, he was no longer mated.