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ughgoaway · 9 months

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I need you like a heartbeat

content warnings: mentions of sex... that's kinda it the rest is just very soppy lovey-dovey stuff!! word count- 1.9k

a/n: hi!! so I kinda lied about doing under 1000 words but once I got going I couldn't stop lol. I did write this quick so if it's really bad don't tell me (please do I cannot cope not knowing). This was inspired by this request for some fluffy aftercare, thanks for the request!! this is my first time writing fluff so be gentle with me... I'm not good at being in love (haven't done it irl yet) so we'll see how it goes. also would just like to reiterate I am English but I did use braid instead of plait because I have beef with the spelling of plait, I think it's stupid so refuse to type it. also, I was gonna include a full skincare scene but alas I don't do any so had no idea what to write... anyway here you go!!

Thump. Thump. Thump. All you can hear is your heartbeat in your head, the repetitive rhythm being the only thing keeping you grounded. Without it, you fear you would just float away. You fear your weightlessness would simply cause you to disappear from the earth as you know it.

Soon a pair of hands come up to wipe your tear-stained face, you instinctively lean into the touch despite not quite remembering who it is. “Baby? Darling, you with me?”

Matty.

The calloused hands delicately wiping your face belong to your boyfriend and his touch makes the fog in your mind begin to lift. As it always does when you're around him. 2 years in and still you've never met someone you feel so clear around. That may seem unusual to some people, they all say “isn't the love of your life meant to make you a bit hazy? Make your head swirl and your mind go blank?” But no, not to you. You've never felt anything but clear around him, just so completely yourself it almost hurts. There was never any fogginess in your mind, there was nothing but a clear choice. Him. It was as if there was a spotlight on him wherever you were, he was in plain sight. The first thing you saw no matter what.

Slowly your eyes blink open and you're met with the sight of your very naked boyfriend hovering over you giving you a warm smile, “there's my sweet girl” he says staring adoringly at you. The smile was quickly mirrored by you followed by a small giggle. Despite having seen him naked 1000 times, suddenly this time was very funny.

“What are you giggling at, hmm?” Matty says, despite lightly giggling himself, he always found your laughter so contagious. Your joy always lit up every room you were in. The pure happiness that surrounded you was so contagious it couldn't help but rub off on him. So for the first time in his 34 years of life, Matty would describe himself as giddy, not just from your giddiness infecting him but from just you in general. The love he felt for you made him feel 15 again like he was crushing on a girl way out of his league. Becoming slowly obsessed with seeing her around school. But with you, that feeling never went away, that slight obsession was ever permanent. And he loved it. He was nothing but absolutely, unbelievably obsessed with you. And he told you as such, over and over again.

“You’re naked” you manage to splutter out in your fit of giggles, Matty felt his heart flutter at the sight of you. Naked also, tears of dark mascara staining your cheeks and dozens of hickeys and bites blooming on your body but also giggling with no care in the world.

“Hate to be the one to tell you this sweetheart, but you're naked too. Don't tell me you forgot about my amazing lovemaking skills so quickly” Matty says, acting offended at your forgetfulness.

“One,” you begin, acting mock serious at the man on top of you “Never call it lovemaking again or it will start happening substantially less” Matty laughs at you and begins pressing small kisses over the expanse of your face. “Two” you try and list off your second point but soon get lost in another fit of giggles at the myriad of kisses being littered over your face.

“I'll never get my second point out if you keep kissing me” you manage to stutter out, trying to speak but being accosted with pecks.

“Fine, fine, sorry baby- go on,” Matty says leaning back slightly and looking back at you fondly, loving how you can go from moaning his name and crying from pleasure to giggling at your naked boyfriend.

“Thank you,” you fake clear your throat to assure your boyfriend this was a serious matter, “Two- I could never forget, I just suddenly found it funny you were naked.” You finish your statement and look up at your boyfriend.

His hair was sweaty and sticking up in 50 directions, a pink flush decorated his cheeks and his pupils were blown so wide if you didn't know better, you'd think he had black iris’. He’d never looked more beautiful to you. Well, aside from the 50 other times you had assured yourself he never looked more beautiful.

You attempt to sit up to return the onslaught of kisses but you hiss as you're soon reminded of what you were just doing. Everything hurts, in the best way, of course, your arms feel like jelly and you can faintly feel his cum leaking out of you.

As quickly as you try to sit up you are ushered back down by Matty, “No, no don't get up sweetheart. I’m going to go get a warm cloth from the bathroom and clean you up a little yeah?”

You nod lightly, closing your eyes and resting on the silk pillowcases behind you. You are almost lulled back to sleep at the noises of your boyfriend moving around the room but a hiss soon left your mouth as Matty begins wiping you delicately.

The various marks on your thigh burn as Matty wipes your wetness off them, he apologises over and over. Only getting more insistent as he begins to wipe at your core. He starts at the top, lightly patting your clit and hushing your whimpers, hating he was hurting you.

But soon the feeling of him cleaning stopped, you looked down only to catch your boyfriend staring longingly at the sight of his cum leaving you. For the third time tonight, giggles leave you as you stare at the blank expression on his face

“Oops sorry darling, got a bit distracted there but I'm back to business now I swear” Matty assures you before cautiously swiping at your hole and cleaning up the mess he made. The cloth was tossed aside as Matty worked his way back up your body to your face, smiling at your blissed-out look.

“You feel well enough to walk yet baby? We really need to get that makeup off and do your skincare. You’d kill me if I let you go one night without rubbing some oil or serum on your face.”

You smile and nod at your boyfriend, preparing to walk only to be scooped up in his arms and carried into the bathroom. The cold tile of the vanity soon hit your bum causing another hiss to leave your bitten lips, red and puffy from the nights events.

“What was the point in being able to walk if you were just gonna carry me huh handsome?” you say staring at your boyfriend while he grabs the makeup wipes and begins wiping your tear-stained cheeks.

“Always gotta give you the princess treatment baby, just wanted to make sure if you had to walk you could. But I would never make my girl walk all the way to the bathroom! What kinda boyfriend would I be huh” he says jokingly. He's so intensely focused on finding your numerous skincare products he doesn't notice the massive smile that takes over your face.

Matty has about 20 bottles in his hands, each one causing the confused frown on his face to grow. You stifle your laugh at his clear confusion and grab the various products from him and place them by the sink next to you.

“Don't worry about all that tonight baby, just some moisturiser I think. I'm too knackered for much else” You notice Matty let out a relieved breath at your shortened routine, not quite sure what he would do if you wanted to do the full thing.

He grabs the small tub nestled between the mess of products on the counter and begins rubbing it in small circles on your cheeks and forehead. You almost catch your eyes closing at the feeling of him massaging your face but force yourself to keep them open to look longingly at your boyfriend's very focused face, tongue out and all.

“You wanna have a bath darling or should I just braid your hair and we call it a night?” Matty says, still rubbing your face despite all the moisturiser being applied. He just loved touching you, anyway he could. Not necessarily sexually, as much as he enjoyed that. But just loving small touches, a kiss on the cheek when he walked past, a hand on the small of your back when you stood together, even just your pinky fingers linked together as you spoke around a dinner table. Little affectionate touches kept Matty going and he wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to touch your very pretty face.

“Just some braids would be amazing, thank you my love” You smile at your doting boyfriend as he nods and grabs the hairbrush, slowly bruising out the multitude of knots caused by him, he's sure.

His nimble fingers pass your hair between them, slowly braiding your now neatly brushed hair. Matty grabs a hair tie and secures both of your braids at the end. Finishing with a flourish and a kiss on your nose that made your face scrunch up in that adorable way he loved.

Silently Matty picks you up again, smiling at the roll of your eyes and a bashful grin that you give him whilst in his arms. He places you on the edge of your bed before going to the chest of drawers behind him to fetch you both some clothes.

You hold in your giggles at your boyfriend's bare bum, assuming he wouldn't love another fit of laughter at his nakedness.

He soon returns with 2 pairs of black calvins and your favourite one of his shirts, the peach Panasonic shirt he once wore all the time. But mysteriously he stopped, about 2 years ago.

The first night you'd slept together Matty lent you that shirt, he remembers watching you sleep so soundly that morning in the shirt he adored. He vowed there and then to never wear it again, not wanting to sully it with any other memory than the memory of you.

He slipped the shirt over your shoulders and the calvins up your legs, giving your bum a cheeky pat when you lifted your hips to get them on. He followed you up the mattress and settled on the pillows, facing you and staring fondly into your eyes.

Each time your eyes met you treated it like a staring contest, never wanting to be the first to look away. The pure adoration in the other's eyes always kept you looking, staring, not ever wanting to leave that moment.

Matty broke first this time, a small celebration happened in your mind as he pulled the duvet over the two of you. He swung his arm over your shoulder as you settled on his chest. He leant down to give you a gentle kiss on the crown of your head with a large smile on his face.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he said, a smile evident in his voice.

Yours was slightly muffled by your head pressed into his chest but you returned his comment, “I love you too baby, thank you for making me feel good”

“Always” is the last thing Matty said, or the last thing you remember hearing before sleep took over you in the arms of the man you were sure was your soulmate.

#matty healy #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy x reader #matty healy fluff #matty healy fic #request!!#omg my first request... love that #i wrote this in like an hour i apologise if its shit

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lacontroller1991 · 6 months

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A Push in the Right Direction (Ernest Lawrence x GN!Reader)

Main Master List || MISC Master List

Requested by anon: friends to lovers love making with our mans Lawrence okay bye

Summary: Sick and tired of the mutual pining that you and Lawrence have for each other, Oppenheimer decides to take it into his on hands.

Author's Note 1: We really need actual gifs of Josh Hartnett's Lawrence, and when the movie comes out on DVD I intent to provide

Author's Note 2: SO I think this is my first smut written in GN, so if I make a mistake I apologize and I'll fix it

Author's Note 3: This is clearly, clearly, based on Josh Hartnett's Ernest Lawrence and NOT the IRL EOL. If you have a problem, please just scroll away and carry on with your day.

Warnings: 18+, Unprotected sex, penile penetration, friends to lovers, slight discomfort from penetration, language, drinking, orgasm

Word Count: 2.4k

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From the minute you met Ernest Lawrence you knew that he was a man who knew what he wanted. He has a reputation for being passionate in his work but it’s also his way or the highway and maybe that’s what drew you into him initially. Ever since you met him and talked to him, you couldn’t deny that there was a certain chemistry between the two of you, not like you’ve ever acted on it. How could you? He’s always so engrossed in his work that you’re pretty sure you haven’t even seen him go home every night. Despite thinking that you’re not obvious with your affections towards the physicists, everyone inside and outside of the lab knows. Except him.

“You know, you’re staring again.” Robert Oppenheimer comments from beside you, martini in his hand as he casually sips on it, his blue eyes staring right ahead to where Lawrence stands, talking to other scientists at the conference reception.

“Am I really that obvious?” Robert snorts in amusement, turning to you.

“You can’t be serious right?”

“I am.” You turn towards Robert, leaning against the bar as he raises an eyebrow at you as if he was doubting your response. Setting his glass down, he quickly glances towards Lawrence, noticing that Lawrence is staring right back, an irritated look on his face. With a smirk, a thought forms in his head. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a keycard, setting it down on the bar and sliding it towards you before leaning in, brushing a strand of your hair out of your face, aware that Lawrence is probably livid at this point.

“You know, I have those documents in my room if you want to go look at them. I know you were mentioning it earlier.” You roll your eyes at his advance and move to push the keycard away, but he places his hand on yours, keeping it in place.

“Robert. If you know I’m interested in Ernest, why are you trying to flirt with me?” He shakes his head in denial.

“No, no. No expectations. I just want to show you the documents. Do you want to see them?”

“Yeah, sure.” You smile, taking the room key and start walking away, turning back when you notice that he’s not following you. “Are you coming?”

He places his hands in his pockets, sneaking a glance at Lawrence who is red in the face, a scowl on his lips. “Give me a minute. I’ll be right up.” You nod in agreement, walking away. Once you’re out of sight, a hand is immediately on Robert’s shoulder, spinning him around to face Lawrence. A fuming Lawrence. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Oppenheimer knows he can get Lawrence fired up, but he didn’t know Lawrence could get this fired up. Pulling out his pipe, he lights it and takes a few puffs. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t be dumb. You know I have feelings for them. Why on Earth are you purposely hitting on them?” Lawrence lets go of Robert, crossing his arm and tapping his shoe, irritated that Robert would do that to him, but then again, Robert hits on anyone who gives him the time of the day.

“They’re in my room looking at documents. Why don’t you give me your room key, I can stay there for the night and you can go to my room and keep them company.” Robert winks, causing Lawrence to blush at the insinuation.

“Why would I do that? They do not like me like that. We’re friends. Colleagues.” Robert snorts, rolling his eyes at Lawrence’s naiveness.

“Lawrence. They like you. Everyone knows that they like you. Go do something about it.” It takes a moment for Lawrence to hang his head in defeat, pulling out his own room key and handing it to Robert. He doesn’t know how long he’s waited for a chance to admit his feelings to you, but something would always prevent him from doing it. Now there’s nothing.

“What room?”

“334.”

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5 minutes later a knock rapports against the door. Getting up from your seat at the table, you quickly move to the door, swinging it open expecting Robert but seeing Ernest. “Ernest? What are you doing here?” He gently pushes past you and into the room, looking everywhere except you. “Ernest?”

“What were you going to do with Robert? In here?”

“Nothing? He said he has the documents I’ve been wanting to look at so he invited me up to his room.” Ernest looks around and spots the table covered in papers, pencil markings all over them.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he closes his eyes in embarrassment. This is definitely not how he wanted things to go. “Do you like him?”

You can tell there's some jealousy just by the way he talks restrained. Normally, you would play dumb, ask him in what way, lead him on, but you’re done playing games. Especially when you can feel the sexual tension in the room. “No.”

His head whips up and turns to you, his eyes on fire with passion and lust. “Good.” He takes two long strides over to you before his hands are on your face, bringing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. Reaching up, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, holding him close as your lips meld together like the two of you were the last pieces of a missing puzzle. The kiss doesn’t last for much longer before he’s pulling away, looking down at you with a soft smile. “Oppie told me that you like me. Is that true?”

“Oppie told me that everyone knows that I like you. So yeah, yeah it’s true.” You pull him back in for another kiss, this time taking control as you guide him toward the bed, shoving him back and hiking up your pants, climbing on top as he watches in admiration. Dipping your head down, your lips capture his again, this time your hands are loosening his tie and undoing the buttons of his vest while his hands find a home on your hips, pulling you flush against him.

After managing to get his vest and shirt unbuttoned, you pull away from his lips, pushing the fabric off of him as he helps, his cheeks flushed. Reaching for your own shirt, you untuck it from your pants and lift it up over your head, tossing it to the side, feeling his eyes on your chest.

“I don’t know what to do from here,” he admits with a slight embarrassment, but if you’re bothered by it, you don’t let it show.

“Why don’t you walk me through it? Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“I’d rather just show you.” He flips you around so that you’re on your back, his body hovering over yours. “If that’s ok.”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s totally fine.” He smiles softly, sitting back on his knees and working at the buttons of your pants. Raising your hips, you help him take the pants off and leave you completely naked underneath him except for your underwear. Looking down at you, Lawrence blushes at the sight. Sure he’s pictured you naked before, but now? It’s better than he imagined. “See something you like?” Your question interrupts his thoughts as he quickly nods, his hands shakily undo the belt of his pants. Sensing his nerves, you reach up and stop his hands. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”

“No, no, I want to. God knows that I really want to. I just don’t want to mess up.” Moving his hands to the side, your hands undo his belt and unzip his pants, causing him to let out a low groan as some of the pressure is released.

“Just relax. There’s no pressure. Just allow yourself to feel,” you shimmy out from underneath him, getting on your own knees as you reach into the waistband of his briefs, your hand coming in contact with his hard on. His eyes flutter shut at the feeling of your hand wrapping around his member. Slowly, you move your hand up and down, thumb occasionally gliding over the head and smearing his precum down his length.

“I can’t wait any longer.” He removes your hand from his briefs before shoving his pants and briefs down and off his legs, pushing you back on the bed. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Looking up at him, you offer a small smile before reaching up and placing your lips on his briefly. “It’s all I’ve dreamed about since I met you.”

The admission catches him off guard and he lets out a huff of amusement. “I can say the same.” His hand caresses your face as his lips press against yours, tongue swiping across your bottom lip and asking for entrance. His other hand, however, reaches between your bodies and grabs ahold of his member, guiding it towards your entrance. At the feeling of the blunt head pressing against you, you let out a gasp, allowing him entrance to your mouth as he presses in. Pulling his lips away, he looks down at you and frowns upon seeing tears in your eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” His thumb brushes the tears away as you shake your head.

“You did nothing wrong. We should’ve just probably used some lube. It just hurts a little.” You smile through the pain, reaching up and brushing his hair out of his forehead. “I just need a minute to get used to you.”

“Yeah, sure,” he leans back down to kiss your face, his hand gently petting your hair in comfort as you relax your body.

“You can move now.” Lawrence makes sure to go slow for the first couple of thrusts, groaning as he meets resistance. He won’t admit it, but it’s harder to keep his composure than he originally thought.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, your hips match tempo with his, allowing him to go deeper, causing you to moan at the sensation. “Faster.”

Nodding his head, his hips start to pick up their pace. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you has your toes curling. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

“Don’t worry, I definitely don’t intend to.” He can’t deny how good you feel wrapped around him. For a brief second he remembers that he’s not in his own hotel room. He remembers that he’s in Oppenheimer’s hotel room, but with the way you’re moaning underneath him has him not caring about the area. He feels a slight beam of sweat across his forehead as he holds his body up above you, careful to not crush you under his weight. The room begins to steam up as your bodies move together, soft touches caressing the other’s skin. Everything in the world feels right.

Leaning down, Lawrence’s lips find a home on your neck, lightly sucking at the area just under your ear. The feeling of his teeth lightly grazing against your skin causes your breath to hitch in your throat. “That feels so good,” you moan out, eyes fluttering closed as your hips continue to thrust against his while your hands lightly tug at the strands of his hair, earning a moan in response from him. Even from the first time you met Ernest Lawrence, his hair definitely caught your attention. You often fantasize about pulling it between your fingers. Gripping onto it as he goes down on you. Massaging his scalp if he needed some tension relief. Just playing with it while the two of you are alone. It’s one of the many things that drew you to him in the first place. That and his charming, friendly personality. Soaking in the moment, it doesn’t dawn on you that you feel a tension in your abdomen. “Fuck, I need to cum.”

The sound of your moans and skin slapping against skin has Lawrence picking up his pace as the familiar knot in his abdomen forms. Propping himself up on his forearms, he looks down at you through crooked glasses, his hips snapping into you with rigor. “I need you. I need you so bad. You’re all I dream about at night. I want you to be mine. Completely mine.”

“Ernest!” It’s a broken moan from your lips as your eyes screw shut, your orgasm washing over you in waves as he tries to continue his pace, his hips slightly halting.

“I love you.” He moans out before thrusting one more time, his spend shooting deep inside of you as he collapses on top, out of breath. After a minute of embracing each other, Lawrence pulls out and lays next to you, dragging you into his arms as your head rests against his chest.

Your hand finds a place on his torso, fingers twirling around the patch of hair right below his navel. “I love you too, you know?” His hand reaches up and cups your face, gently dragging your face to his as he places another kiss to your lips, a smile on both of your faces.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), can I take you on a proper date?” He asks with a hint of humor, thumb brushing along your cheek.

“I would love to.”

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Downstairs in the lobby, Oppenheimer sips on a martini, enjoying the taste of the liquor as Rabi walks up to him with Alvarez on his tail. “I gotta ask Oppie. What on Earth did you say or do to Lawrence to make him that pissed off?”

Polishing off the rest of the glass, he sets the glass down on the bar and claps Rabi on the back. “I just pushed him in the right direction is all. They were insufferable.”

Rabi motions to the bartender for a round of drinks and hands one to Oppie.“Well, you’re not wrong there. Thank you for ending all of our suffering.”

Looking towards the stairs, Oppie sees you and Lawrence walking down the stairs, hand in hand as a smirk finds a way onto his face.

“It looks like it worked.” Rabi raises his glass and clinks it against Robert’s.

“Cheers to that.” Robert smiles in response.

“Cheers.”

#Ernest Lawrence x reader #Ernest lawrence #josh hartnett #reader insert #gender neutral reader #j Robert oppenheimer #oppenheimer #lacontroller1991 #cillian murphy

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skz317cb97 · 2 years

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Hwang Hyunjin x thick female reader

Word count: A little over 8K

Synopsis: When the most popular boy on campus invites you on a date to a party with him you say yes but you're apprehensive, unsure as to why he would take a sudden interest in you. When it all seems to be just a vicious set up by a group of girls that are hell bent on making you miserable, you take off. Does Hyunjin really see something in you or are you just a pawn in a cruel game.

A/N: 18+ only! The way this story flowed out of me! Lmao! I hope you all enjoy the third installment of the thick reader series! If you do, please like reblog, comment, send an ask and let me know! Also sound off on who you think the next one should be! As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Strong language/cursing, a little PDA, dry humping (kind of), unprotected piv sex (please use protection irl!), Oral (m&f receiving), fingering (m &f), dirty talk, deep throating, face fucking, cum eating, a little spit play, cream pie, cum shot, spanking, tit fucking. I think that is everything, but if I ever miss something please let me know and I'll will add it immediately!

Unfortunately, so far, your college experience had been pretty much the same as your high school one was. You had been hopeful that since college was the time to start getting ready for the real world and what it held that people would grow up. That was not the case as you found out quickly your freshman year.

You had rushed for a sorority, trying to make some friends in a strange new environment where you knew no one. You realized that had been a mistake pretty quickly. They hadn’t liked you from the jump. It didn’t matter to them that you dressed nicely or had nice makeup and hair or that you had similar interests, all they saw was a ‘fat girl’ trying to join their club, they had an image to uphold and they were NOT about to let that happen. So they gave you the most humiliating tasks to complete as part of your hazing during rush week.

One of the humiliating tasks you were put up to was sneaking into the campus pool with a couple of the sisters and skinny dipping in the middle of the day. Of course, you were made to strip and jump in first. As soon as you jumped in the pool the two upper classmen that had joined you to ‘make sure you followed through’ snatched your clothes and ran off, leaving you naked and alone in the pool. When you resurfaced and realized what they had done you had started to panic. How were you going to get out and back to your dorm without anyone seeing you? You had huddled into a corner, somewhat out of sight, as you tried to figure out a plan.

You were jerked from your brainstorming session by the squeaking sound of the pool door opening. You had hoped it was the sorority sisters coming back with your clothes to say they’d only played a prank but your heart was lodged in your throat when you saw one of the popular guys from the swim team make his way in. Hwang Hyunjin. You turned your back to him and tried to huddle down so that he wouldn’t see you, as if that would work. When he heard the movement in the water it had only alerted him to your presence.

“Oh! Hey, I didn’t realize anyone was in here.” You kept your body completely submerged and your back to him still, acting as if you didn’t hear him.

“I don’t think we’ve met I’m Hyun...” He was making his way around the pool closer to where you were and you started to internally freak out. You screamed before he got any closer.

“STOP!” Hyunjin was startled by your echoing demand. He dropped his towel and stopped dead in his tracks.

“I’m sorry, is... are you okay?” He asked with what sounded like genuine concern in his voice.

“I uh... I... the sorority... the girls they... rush...” You couldn’t make the words form in a coherent sentence. Hyunjin wasn’t an idiot he could put two and two together. His eyes got wide when he realized that you were trying to say you were naked in the pool.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I...” He squeezed his eyes closed, grabbed his towel and tossed it towards the ladder he was by at the edge of the pool deck.

“If you want to swim over and take that, I swear I’ll keep my eyes closed.” You were apprehensive but figured you had nothing he would want to see anyway so why would he look. You swam over to the ladder he tossed the towel by, climbed out, snatched it from the ground and wrapped it around yourself quickly.

“I... thank you.” You managed to get out in a quiet voice.

“I’m... you can open your eyes.” Hyunjin looked up and opened his eyes but you still couldn’t look at him, utterly embarrassed.

“No problem, really, it happened to a couple freshmen last year too. I’m glad I could help.” You nodded and quickly turned to leave.

“I’m Hyunjin by th-” You dashed through the door before he could finish his sentence. That was how you met Hyunjin and it was the first and only time you had ever spoken to him. It was also how you knew sorority life wasn’t for you. These weren’t friends you wanted if you had to go through all that just for them to accept you. That choice had brought down the wrath of the sisters on you though. They didn’t want you to join but it didn’t make sense to them for you to not want to and from that point on they had made making your life hell their favorite past time.

Now in your junior year of college you knew how to steer clear of them for the most part. You would see Hyunjin around campus sometimes but neither of you ever approached the other or said anything about the pool incident. After two years you were sure he didn’t even remember who you were. So, you were completely caught off guard one day when he came up and started talking to you like it was the most normal thing in the world. You had been reading under a tree to kill time between a couple of classes when suddenly Hyunjin kneeled down next to you.

“Hey! Whatcha reading?” You jumped and squeaked, putting your hand to your heart.

“Oh sorry! Didn’t mean to sneak up on you.” That was when you looked over and realized it was Hyunjin. Your eyes went wide and you didn’t know what to say at first. Luckly the hamster in the wheel started running again and you were able to form a fragment of a sentence.

“Uh... you’re fine. IT’S fine I mean.” Your flustered response made Hyunjin smile which didn’t help the state you were in already because his smile was devastating.

“So... your book?” You looked down at the book in your hand and remembered he’d asked a question when he’d startled you.

“Oh... um... it’s The Count of Monte Cristo...” Hyunjin’s smile grew.

“That’s a great book, one of my favorites; have you read it before?” You nodded and smiled a little finally, letting a bit of a wall break down.

“One of mine too!” Hyunjin sat down on the grass next to you.

“So good taste in books, smart, pretty...” Your face turned a bright shade of red and you looked down at your book cover and nervously picked a little at the tattered binding.

“You’re pretty shy huh? I don’t really see you at any events or parties, didn’t you join that sorority you rushed for your freshman year?” Your eyes went wide and you looked up at him when he mentioned rushing and freshman year. You suddenly sprung up from the ground grabbed your books and went to take off. He jumped up too and gently grabbed your wrist before you could get far.

“Wait! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to bring up a bad, I mean... that’s not important, I don’t know why I brought that up. I’m just trying to ask if you’d go to a party with me tonight.” You turned and looked at him with a confused expression glued to your face.

“Wait what?” Hyunjin let go of your wrist and his hand went to the nape of his neck as he squeezed and rubbed it nervously.

“Well, there’s this party tonight see and I know you don’t really do the party thing but I just figured maybe you would consider going with me?” You heart was ready to beat out of your chest, eyes wide again.

“What... like... like a... date?” Hyunjin smiled and you felt like an idiot for even having said the word.

“I mean not like a date date, but like-” Hyunjin cut off your nervous ramble.

“Yes. Like a date y/n.” You froze. You’d never heard him say your name before. Of course, you hadn’t, you never spoken to him and you had never told him.

“How do you know my name?” He took a step towards you and pushed your hair behind your shoulder and out of your face.

“We’ve gone to the same school two years y/n, I pay attention.” You dared to actually look into his eyes and it was a mistake because you weren’t sure if you’d be able to look away again. The beauty mark under his eye drew you in and his deep brown eyes were what held you, you almost couldn’t decipher where the iris stopped and his pupil started they were so dark.

“You pay attention... to me?” You weren’t sure where you were getting the confidence to ask him such bold questions but he took another step towards you, the space between you becoming smaller still and he nodded.

“Please y/n? Go out with me tonight? I promise you’ll have a great time.” You bit your lip as you considered it.

“Okay Hyunjin, I’ll go to the party with you tonight.” His smile beamed scrunching up his eyes and making his dimples pop out.

“Fantastic, I’ll pick you up at 8:30?” You nodded and he smiled widely again. He slid a ripped piece of paper in your hand and kissed your cheek quickly before heading towards his next class. Turning back and smiling at you.

“I’ll see you then!” He shouted back. You smiled and touched your cheek where his lips had just been. You opened the torn piece of paper and read what was scribbled on it. ‘XXX-XXX-XXXX here’s my number text me xoxo Hyunjin’ His handwriting was almost as beautiful as he was. You hesitated a few minutes but then pulled out your phone and shot him a text with your name and a selfie.

You didn’t really expect a reply but just a minute later Hyunjin text you back a selfie with a winky face emoji and you couldn’t believe how amazing he looked when he had just been running off to class. You got your head together enough to get yourself to your next class. The rest of the day seemed to go just like any other. When you got home you changed into sweats and cuddled up with your cat to nap for a bit before getting ready for the party.

The incessant ringing of your phone woke your cat up, who in turn walked all over your face until you woke up and answered it without even looking.

“Hello?” Your voice was deep, very obviously the voice of a person that just woke up.

“Oh, hey! It’s Hyunjin.” You sat up and looked at the clock. It was already 6:30! You hadn’t meant to sleep that long.

“I had just tried texting to get your address a couple of times and you hadn’t replied so I thought I’d try calling sorry if I'm disturbing you...” You cleared your throat trying to sound alert and normal.

“Oh no no! I’m just getting ready; sorry I didn’t realize you had texted. I’ll send you my address hold on.” You put Hyunjin on speaker phone as you pulled up your text thread and saw the missed texts he’d mentioned. You typed out your address and hit send.

“There. Sorry again, I didn’t realize...” Hyunjin stopped you from making any excuse.

“Totally fine! You still good for 8:30 right?” You hummed your agreement.

“Good, great... I’ll see you in a little while then. Bye y/n.” You couldn’t help but smile to yourself.

“See you, bye Hyunjin.” As soon as you hung up you took a record speed shower, dried and styled your hair, put on some simple make up, it would be dark anyway. Now it was time to pick out your outfit. You had two laid out on your bed. One was a basic pair of jeans, a cute top and boots.

The other was a black dress you had only worn when you tried it on before buying it the beginning of your sophomore year. You had bought it because you felt amazing when you had tried it on but when you had gotten home you had gotten inside your own head and never wore it. It eventually made its way to the back of your closet but now you had it pulled out and you were considering going for it.

You were standing there in your black bra and panties when your phone rang. You looked down and saw Hyunjin’s name on the screen. Shit. You quickly grabbed the dress stepped into it and realized you couldn’t zip the back up all the way. You grabbed your phone and swiped to answer.

“Hey! I’m here; you ready?” You struggled trying to reach the zipper and sighed in frustration.

“Almost, sorry, just...” Hyunjin could tell you were having an issue with something.

“Everything okay?” You huffed a sigh again still unable to reach the zipper on the dress.

“I’m ready I... I just can’t get the zipper on this dress...” You were just about to give up and change into the jeans really quick.

“Oh, just a second I’ll be right up.” You went to insist on him not coming to help zip your dress but he’d already hung up before you could. Just a minute later there was a knock on your door. You opened it and there was Hyunjin. He looked amazing in black fitted slacks, with a matching jacket and a black button up shirt, at the worst of times he looked fantastic but tonight he was breath takingly gorgeous.

The nagging voice in the back of your head scratched at you asking what in the world did he want to go out with you for. Before you could spiral in to any thoughts like that Hyunjin smiled, that same one that made his dimples show and you couldn’t help but smile back.

“So, where’s this zipper?” You stepped aside letting him in and shutting the door.

“It’s just on the back here...” You pointed.

“I got it like half way but...” He giggled.

“Yea there was no way you were gonna be able to get the rest of this unless you were a contortionist. You’re not, are you?” He winked at you and you blushed profusely at his flirting.

“No.” You whispered with a smirk. Hyunjin stood behind you, grabbed the delicate zipper and tried to pull it up but it seemed to be stuck. When he went down a bit, the zipper would go down and then he would pull up again and it would go up a bit, but not all the way.

“Uhm, I’m gonna have to unzip a bit to get it to go all the way up. Okay?” You didn’t think your face could be any redder. You heart was thumping in your ears as you shook your head okay. He pulled the zipper down to where it began and saw the top of your black silk panties peeking. He took a deep breath. When Hyunjin pinched the base of your zipper between two fingers just that minimal contact made you want to press your thighs together.

He pulled up on the zipper and it smoothly glided all the way up your back this time. Once your dress was secure, he took a step closer, pulling your hair away from your face again.

“Thank you.” It was so quiet he wouldn’t have heard it if he weren’t standing so closely now. He pressed his warm soft lips against your exposed shoulder.

“You're welcome.” He breathed out and the warmth of his breath on your neck gave you goosebumps. You turned unsure of what to do and realized quickly that might not have been such a good idea because now Hyunjin was almost nose to nose with you. You shuddered out a breath.

“Hyu... Hy... Hyunjin? Uh... the... party?” The gaze that Hyunjin had locked on you seemed to break when you mentioned the party, like he had suddenly remembered what he was there for.

“Right! The party! Uhehm! Let’s get going!” You grabbed your sweater that you were going to wear over the dress and Hyunjin took it from you and held it for you to put on.

“Oh... thank you... again.” He winked at you and opened the door.

“No problem.” You smiled and walked out locking up before heading down to Hyunjin’s car. He was a gentleman in every sense of the word, opening the door to your building and the car door, easing you in.

“Watch your head...” He closed your door and made his way to the driver’s side of the car. He pulled his door closed and looked over at you smiling before putting the keys in the ignition and starting the car.

“It’s gonna be so much fun. I can’t wait.” Hyunjin’s excitement for this party was starting to rub off on you.

“I can’t either.” You smiled back at him. The car ride wasn’t long, the party was at one of the frat houses and you lived in an apartment not far from the neighborhood where most of the fraternity and sorority houses were.

You were way out of your wheel house when you stepped foot into the loud party. Hyunjin seemed to notice. He grabbed your hand and leaned into your ear to speak, his breath fanning across your neck for the second time already that night.

“Come on let's get a drink and then we can wander a bit yea?” You just nodded. You were just gonna go with whatever Hyunjin said in this moment. You trusted him, especially because of the pool incident. Hyunjin got himself and you drinks and you started walking around the party.

He’d randomly stop and say hi to friends of his, introducing you politely every time. Some smiled and greeted you kindly other’s just kind of looked and smiled. You knew what those friends were thinking. ‘Why is he here with her?’ You tried to ignore those thoughts and enjoy the party with Hyunjin. After a few drinks and socializing, you were doing just that. Hyunjin leaned in to speak to you again.

“I have a question, but I’m a little nervous to ask.” You looked at him a little buzzed and raised your eyebrow.

“Go on, you have my attention.” He laughed.

“Okay okay... that day we met the first time... at the pool?” Your breathing stopped and you tensed.

“Do... did you ever want to just go all Edmond Dantes on them, like full Monte Cristo and plot your long-awaited revenge on the sorority sisters that did that to you?” You couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh that got a few heads to turn in your direction. Hyunjin smiled widely never hearing you laugh so hard before. You took a sip of your drink and answered him.

“Honestly no. Dantes was so angry and sad and lonely during that time, his revenge was all he thought he had left, all he cared about, more so than even Haydee at that point. Only after did he realize he had more all along and luckily, he learned before he was completely lost to his darkness. So, while Dantes’ revenge may seem like sweet victory to some who read the story to me that part is heart breaking.” Hyunjin’s was in awe of your analysis.

“It really is your favorite story huh?” He asked with a smirk and you nodded.

“Absolutely it is.” You took another sip of your drink and nodded your head to the next song that was starting. Hyunjin stood up and held his hand out to you.

“Wanna dance?” You looked at him and he could see how apprehensive you were about saying yes.

“Please? It’s easy, you just move your body with mine.” He grabbed your cups and set them down before he pulled you onto the makeshift dancefloor.

“Like this.” He stood impossibly close to you, one of his legs slotted between yours. He dipped down a bit and wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you closer, his other hand resting on your hip, helping you sway to the song. You wrapped your arms around his neck to steady yourself.

“That’s it... now just move with me.” He moved his hips back and forth with yours and you could feel the arousal pooling in your core. Hyunjin pressed his thigh against you more firmly as he continued to rock your hips to the rhythm of the slow R&B playing. You weren’t sure what it was, the alcohol, which you typically didn’t drink, the heat from all the bodies on the dancefloor, Hyunjin’s thigh pressed against your aching sex as you rubbed against each other, or a combination of all of them but you were suddenly very light headed. You stumbled a little and put your hand to your forehead. Hyunjin helped you steady yourself.

“Whoa, are you okay?” You nodded and gave him a thumbs up as you peeled your sweater off. Hyunjin took it for you and draped it over his shoulder.

“Yea, just a little dizzy. I think I just need some water and air.” He went to help you towards the kitchen when one of his friends stopped him.

“Hwang 911 emergency I need your help NOW!” He looked at his friend irritated and motioned towards you.

“Get someone else Jisung, I’m already dealing with...” Jisung leaned in and whispered something into Hyunjin’s ear. Hyunjin’s face got serious and he looked back at you with his lips pressed together tightly.

“Look I wouldn’t even ask if I wasn’t truly needed... are you good to get some water and air on your own for a second? I’ll be right there after I swear!” You smiled and shook your head.

“Yea, go help your friend, I’ll be fine.” He leaned in and gave you a quick peck on the cheek and then was lost in the sea of people with his friend. You made your way to the kitchen and found a bottle of water. You had half of it gone by the time you got out to the back yard for some air. You stood there taking some deep breaths, sipping your water, when you heard a very familiar but not so welcome voice.

“Oh y/n fancy seeing you here.” It was Riyah one of the sorority sisters that constantly had it out for you.

“Oh, yea hey Riyah, yea I...” She cut you off, her voice, a sickly-sweet tone.

“Your here with Hwang Hyunjin, right?” You bit your lip and shook your head confirming to her that yes you were there together and she laughed.

“You do know WHY he asked you out right?” Your heart started racing but you didn’t want her to know she was getting to you.

“I assume because he wanted to?” She laughed again, this time even louder.

“HA!! It was just a prank. Lynn is in there now with him. She asked him to ask you as a joke.” Your eyes narrowed at the mean girl in front of you.

“That’s not true...” You denied it but you didn’t sound so sure.

“Oh, you think so? Well, why don’t you just go see for yourself.” Riyah giggled sipping her drink as she walked back into the party. You stood there for a moment and waited for Hyunjin to meet you like he’d said he would. After a few minutes you walked back into the party and started scanning the crowd for him. You saw the back of his long blonde hair and started making your way through the crowd towards him. Just as you were walking up behind him you noticed he was standing there with Lynn just like Riyah said he would be. You froze. Lynn glanced over Hyunjin’s shoulder and saw you standing there, a snaky smirk on her face.

“Hey thanks again for bringing y/n to the party tonight.” Hyunjin nodded.

“Yea of course no problem.” Then Lynn leaned in and pulled Hyunjin in for a kiss looking back at you with her eyebrow cocked. Reminding you exactly who you were and where you belong. You turned and walked out. You just left your sweater, it didn’t matter, you just had to get out of there.

The whole night everything had just been a cruel joke and you ACTUALLY fell for it. You walked up the side walk in the direction of your apartment building, mad at Lynn and the sorority sisters, mad a Hyunjin, mad at yourself, not caring that tears were streaming down your face ruining your mascara and eyeliner.

When you were about a block away from the party a car came racing up from behind you and came to a screeching halt just as it past you. Hyunjin? He parked the car right there in the middle of the street and ran over to you. When he saw you had been crying, he tried to pull you in to a hug but you pulled back away.

“What. What’s wrong? Is this about Lynn? Because...” You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“Did Riyah, Lynne and the sisters of Pi really ask you to ask me out to that party?” Hyunjin shook his head yes.

“Well yea, they’re Pi and my frat is Pi’s house brothers so...” You turned and started walking back up the street towards your apartment again. Hyunjin ran and stood in front of you stopping.

“Wait, wait...” You couldn’t stop the tears, you were so hurt, so angry.

“So, I was just a dare or bet or what!? 'Hey Hyunjin ask the fat girl on a date tonight, it’ll be funny'. Okay well you all got a good laugh at me. Now leave me alone!” You started to walk away again and Hyunjin blocked you again.

“Now WAIT!” You froze but refused to look him in the face.

“What in the fuck is going on? Talk to me?! Cause the last thing I knew you were getting water and air and I was gonna help Jisung with two idiots trying to spike drinks, then on my way to find you Lynn stopped me and started thanking me for asking you out and then kissed me out of the blue. I pushed her off and that’s when I saw you heading for the exit. I called for you but you didn’t hear me over the music. I tried to text you and then call and then I realized your phone was in the sweater of yours that I had.” You felt your hip like you had pockets and only then did you realize you didn’t have your phone.

“So, I hoped in my car and headed towards your apartments hoping to find you walking on the way. So, talk to me, tell me what happened.” You finally looked at Hyunjin with your tear-filled eyes.

“You remember how we met, yea?” Hyunjin nodded and you allowed him to wipe the fresh tears as they fell.

“Rush week, when the sorority you rushed for...” Then it hit him. You continued his thought.

“Left me naked in the pool. Yea. That was Lynn and the girls of Pi.” Hyunjin couldn’t help but feel like an absolute idiot. Any time he mentioned it you never wanted to speak about it so, he had never thought to ask who you had rushed for.

“Oh fuck. Oh y/n I had no idea! I promise!” You shook your head at him.

“Riyah told me they asked you to ask me out as a joke. Said you and Lynn were inside the party together and then I went in... and you were... and then she kissed you and...” You choked on the end of your sentence as you tried to hold back your tears. Hyunjin gently gripped your shoulders making you square with him so he could look at you directly.

“That is NOT TRUE! They told me you liked me and asked if I would ask you out. I said yes because I have liked you since the day at the pool y/n, but you always kind of avoided me. When they said you liked me it was all the push I needed to ask you out. I SWEAR I would never do anything like that to someone. I swear!” You wiped the rest of the tears from your face and sniffled a bit.

“Will you please take me home Hyunjin?” His shoulders slunk in defeat; he didn’t know if you believed him. He quickly straightened back up and put your sweater over your shoulders.

“Yea, come on, let's get you in the car.” Hyunjin opened your door and made sure again, that you didn’t hit your head while getting in. When he was back in the car, he looked over at you. You were leaned over towards your door, looking out the window, waiting for the car to start moving. His heart felt like it was getting squeezed harder and harder in his chest. He threw the car into drive and headed towards your apartment building.

When Hyunjin pulled up he parked in a space and turned off the car sitting there in the silence with you for a moment. Finally, he couldn’t take it and spoke.

“You believe me right.” You kept looking out the window refusing to look at him anymore. You just. Couldn’t.

“I want to but I don’t know if I can.” There was the squeezing feeling around Hyunjin’s heart again.

“Tell me why. Tell me why you would believe the girls that have tortured you over me. Why?” You didn’t know if you could actually say the reason out loud and not sound completely pathetic but you tried.

“Because that seems more plausible than you actually wanting to date me Hyunjin. Why would you want to date me?” His face contorted.

“I told you before, you’re smart and beautiful; why wouldn’t I?” You were doing your best to hold back the tears that wanted to fall again.

“Because I’m huge.” You motioned towards your body and Hyunjin’s head snapped in your direction at your words.

“DON’T talk down on yourself like that! Not that it matters but you are not huge, you a tummy, you have curves, you, forgive me for saying, have a nice ass and big... well you know what you have. You might be curvy, thick; however you choose to describe it but does not make you any less beautiful in my eyes and it doesn’t make you less than any of those bitches in that sorority.” You finally were looking at Hyunjin, your eyes and mouth wide open in surprise at his outburst.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap I just wish you could see what I see when I look at you because you’re so fucking beaut-” Your lips against Hyunjin’s shut him up quickly. His hand came up and pushed your hair back away from your face, your hair was always in your face, then he cupped your jaw and deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and gently sliding his tongue into yours. You made out in his car for a bit before you finally pulled away breathless.

“Hyunjin...” He pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes closed as he gnawed at his lips.

“Hmm... yea?” He pecked a kiss on your lips again unable to resist.

“Do you... do you want to come upstairs?” He pulled back and looked at you, your cheeks turning pink as your thumb nail snuck its way in between your teeth nervously. Hyunjin smiled and nodded. He took the keys out of the ignition.

“Wait here just a second beautiful.” He got out of the car and you sat in anticipation in the passenger seat as he walked around to your side and opened your door. He helped you out of the car, then put his arm around your waist and led you into your apartment building.

As soon as you were on the elevator and the doors had shut, Hyunjin was all over you. Kissing your neck, gripping your hips, pushing his hips into yours showing you JUST how excited he was to be with you, to be kissing you. Suddenly the elevator door opened and you realized it had stopped at the laundry room floor. You shoved Hyunjin away both giggling as an older lady who lived a couple doors down from you entered the elevator with you, pulling her roll cart of clean laundry with her. Hyunjin’s hand was politely around your waist again and you smiled at your neighbor who smiled back at the two of you.

“Good evening.” She said sweetly. You were certain you were probably a sight. You in your nice black dress, him in his sleek black suit. Then between crying and making out, your makeup was most definitely a mess, even though you were both sober now you probably still smelled like the alcohol you had drank earlier. When Hyunjin leaned over and placed a kiss on your bare shoulder again you nudged him and looked at your neighbor apologetically.

“Sorry, he’s forgotten his manners.” Hyunjin smirked and your neighbor giggled.

“It’s fine, you’re just in love, you make a handsome couple.” You went to correct her but Hyunjin spoke first.

“Thank you ma’am, when you know you know. I think this one will be a love for the books for sure.” You looked up at him and he winked at you. Your face turned red for what you felt was the millionth time that night and your neighbor smiled, noticing the blush in your cheeks.

“I think you’re absolutely right young man.” The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The older lady insisted on the two of you faster walking kids going ahead first. When you were at your door you were fumbling with the keys because Hyunjin kept sneaking and nibbling at your ear or gently pinch your ass. You gritted your teeth at him and gave him a look as you finally got the door open to go inside. You walked in first and Hyunjin gave your neighbor a little bow before walking in too. She giggled and shook her head at the young lovers.

Inside your apartment things got heated quickly. As soon as Hyunjin was through your door he nudged it closed with his foot and had you pressed against the nearest wall. His lips devoured yours before leaving a wet trail down your jaw and throat. He lifted the skirt of your dress and slid both of his hands down your silky panties, one gripping your juicy ass firmly and the other’s fingers started tracing through your wet folds.

“Fuck beautiful, is all this for me?” You bit your lip embarrassed and he tsked you.

“No no don’t be shy gorgeous.” He started rubbing small circles on your clit as he grabbed your hand and put it over his cock. You gave it a little squeeze just to see and he was so hard already.

“See this is all for you too baby. You make me so fucking hard.” He kissed you again as he continued playing with your pussy and you gripped his dick over his pants and rubbed your palm up and down his clothed shaft.

You started nudging Hyunjin in the direction of your room as you untucked his shirt and worked at the button of his pants. Once you had them loosened, you slid your hand in past his briefs and gripped his cock. It felt so good in your hand you didn’t even wait to get to your room, you dropped to your knees in the hall and pulled Hyunjin’s pants around his ankles before grabbing his erection and taking it into your mouth. He gathered your hair into a makeshift pony tail so he could watch you slide up and down on his cock.

“Fuck yes, suck me good baby, you’re so fucking good!” With Hyunjin’s encouragement you swallowed more of his cock, gagging yourself as you were deep throating him. You pulled off to take a breath stroking the head of his dick gently.

“Hyunjin, I’m gonna choke on you until you blow in my mouth, so if you think you’re gonna cum, don’t stop.” Hyunjin’s eyes rolled back.

“Fuck me loveeee...” You sucked him back into your mouth, hollowed your cheeks and started bobbing up and down on his cock, taking it deeper each time.

“Can I fuck your face beautiful?” You hummed in approval, your mouth full of his dick, and Hyunjin almost came. He held the back of your head and your lower jaw gently as he started fucking your throat deeper and deeper each time making you gag and drool on his cock more.

“Fuuuuck yes baby YES! Wet your fingers beautiful, wet them and rub right under my balls baby, fuck! PLEASE! I'll blow so hard for you gorgeous!” You ran your fingers gently down Hyunjin’s balls collecting your spit as he continued to punish your throat with the head of his cock. When you pushed your fingers firmly against his perineum you started rubbing small circles and you groaned hard around his cock.

Between the finger massaging him, the deep throating, and the vibrations from you humming, Hyunjin unloaded into your mouth. You continued to bob and suck every last bit of cum from his cock before letting go. He pushed your hair out of your face and tilted your head back so he could see you all fucked out and covered in spit. A little bit of cum dribbled down your chin and Hyunjin swiped it with his thumb, pushing it back into your mouth.

“Open up and show me all that cum baby.” You opened your mouth and showed Hyunjin his cum pooled in your mouth.

“Good girl, do I taste good?” You closed your mouth and shook your head yes humming in satisfaction.

“Good. Now swallow what I gave you.” You did as you were told and swallowed the big load of cum Hyunjin had shot into your mouth. You opened your mouth showing him your clean tongue before he helped you off your knees and attacked your lips, tasting the remnants of his cum on your lips. He pushed his fingers past your panties and into your pussy again collecting your juices. He pulled his fingers out, put them between his plump lips and sucked them clean.

“Where’s your bed, I need to lay you down properly before I eat this pussy.” You clenched around nothing at his words. Hyunjin stepped out of his pants and underwear as he followed you from the hall to your room, unbuttoning his shirt along the way. Once you were in your room you turned and faced Hyunjin again. You walked up to him and ran your hands up his firm body and under the shoulders of his shirt, pushing it off and onto the floor leaving him completely naked in front of you.

“You’re so perfect.” You whisper as you take in his lean body and the beautiful lines. He tilted your chin up to look at him.

“I’m not perfect, no one is. I don’t want you to think of me like I’m someone you’re unworthy of because that’s not true.” You looked him in the eyes. You hadn’t done it very often but when you did it hypnotized Hyunjin.

“Did you mean what you said to the lady?” He tilted his head.

“In the elevator? About our love being for the books?” He asked and you sheepishly nodded.

“Every single word of it.” You kissed Hyunjin’s pouty lips softly and then turned.

“Unzip me?” He walked up closely behind you and took hold of your zipper, slowly dragging it down. His lips ghosted over your neck and shoulder as he slid your dress down your body.

“When you had me zip you up earlier, we almost didn’t make it to the party. I wanted to take you right then, kiss you, taste you, fuck you. I should have, then those bitches wouldn’t have upset you. You turned facing him, shaking your head.

“It’s not important now.” You kissed him and pulled him towards your bed as he unhooked your bra and tossed it aside. Hyunjin laid you back on the mattress as his long slender fingers worked their way down your soft body, squeezing your breasts, roaming your soft tummy, sliding down your full hips and gripping the sides of your panties that had been soaked for some time.

“Let’s take these off yea?” You nodded and lifted your hips allowing Hyunjin to slide your panties over your ass and down your legs. Usually being totally exposed to a lover would make you unbelievably nervous but something about the way Hyunjin looked at you, the way he spoke to you, the way he treated you, even around other people, even around his friends, it made you feel truly wanted, desired, for maybe the first time in your life, you actually felt sexy. So you weren’t as nervous as you usually would have been with Hyunjin’s face positioned over your dripping core.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna eat you up.” With that statement, he spread you open and latched his pretty lips onto your clit softly sucking on it. Your hands gripped Hyunjin’s long hair and your nails scratched over his scalp making him hum in delight, sending the delicious vibrations radiating through your cunt.

“OH! Fuck! Hyun-Hyunjin-ah! That feels SO good please, fingers, please.” Hyunjin only let go of sucking on your clit long enough to wet two of his fingers and slide them inside you before continuing to eat your pussy like a starved man. He didn’t fuck you hard with his fingers, he didn’t need to, not when his lips and tongue were doing all the work. His fingers were just there to make you feel full, and they did.

“Oh my god Hyunjin I’m gonna cum don’t stop please, fuck yes God you’re so good at eating my pussy! I can’t I’m...” Hyunjin pushed your over the edge of your climax and you road out your orgasm on his tongue and fingers as he drank up every bit of you he could. He climbed on top of you and kissed you hard as his hands roamed the softness of your body again, like he couldn’t get enough of the feeling of you under his fingertips.

“Bend over for me baby. Get on your hands and knees and let me see that juicy ass!” He leaned over and gently bit the flesh on your hip by your ass and you laughed turning over and propping yourself on your elbows and knees. Hyunjin spanked your ass. You jumped and your cunt tightened around nothing.

“Do you like that gorgeous, like it when I spank your ass?” You moaned as he kneaded the sting away.

“Fuck yes! Feels so good, it will feel even better with your cock inside me.” Hyunjin spanked your other ass cheek and you clenched hard again.

“Oh, fuck baby I bet you’ll squeeze my dick nice and hard when I spank you while I fuck you. Huh?” You nodded and put your head down on the bed, arching your back and showing your slick cunt to Hyunjin.

“Please fuck me, need you inside me, please!?” Hyunjin spread you open and used his thumbs to massage so closed to where you wanted his cock.

“You want me to grab a condom really quick?” You pushed your ass back further into his hands.

“On the pill, you don’t have to unless you want to.” Hyunjin rubbed soft circles on your ass cheeks with the palms of his hands before lifting and spanking one side, then the other, then gripping your squishy hips tightly and pushed his cock inside you slowly.

When he felt his balls press against your soft warm cunt, he didn’t know if he’d last. You felt like heaven around him, wet and throbbing around his dick. He squeezed your ass and pushed you forward before pulling you back on his cock again.

“Fuck beautiful, is there anything about you that doesn’t feel FUCKING amazing? Your lips, your hips, this pussy. Fuck your dripping down my cock.” Hyunjin pulled your hips back harder as he snapped his hips into your ass faster.

“Hyunjin... fuck... Fu... harder! Fu-fuck me harder please!” He pulled out and put you on your back spreading your thighs, a hand on each one pushing you open and into the mattress. He sank into you fully again and started fucking you hard, rolling his hips, filling you completely and hitting that mind blowing spot inside you with every other thrust.

“Fuck you look so sexy taking my cock under me like this beautiful. You gonna cream on it? FUCK feel you clenching baby, you like the way I’m talking to you?” You clenched again, you did, you loved it. Every dirty thing he said made your pussy wet and tighten.

“Yes Hyunjin-ah fuck keep going!” Hyunjin spread your pussy lips open with his fingers and watched his dick slide in and out of your cunt, covered in more of your cum every thrust. Hyunjin puckered those god forsaken lips and a long string of spit came from between his full pink lips and landed on your clit. He started rubbing his thumb over your spit slicked clit, small circles as the rest of his fingers kept you spread open.

“Look at what I’m doing to you beautiful and then look at me.” You opened your eyes despite the immense amount of pleasure you were in and looked at Hyunjin playing with your cunt while he stuffed it with his cock. You moaned looking up at Hyunjin’s sweaty face.

“I’m gonna play with this pussy until you cum all over me. Cum for me beautiful.” He spit on your clit again and rubbed it faster as he fucked you hard. You couldn’t help the way you screamed his name out, loud enough the lady down the hall probably heard you as you came on his cock.

“HYUNJIN! Oh, fuck fuck fuck! Yes!” Hyunjin slowed down but still gave you solid thrusts as he fucked you through the last of your orgasm and began chasing his own.

“Fuck beautiful so fucking gorgeous laying there taking me, all fucked out and limp. Gonna let me cum on these?” He grabbed your big soft breasts that bounced with every hard thrust of his cock.

“Gonna let me cum all over these titties, right? Fuck I bet they’ll be so pretty painted. Yea? Glazed in my cum. Hmmm? Gonna let me cum on these.” He squeezed your nipples harder making you moan out your answer.

“Fuck yes Hyunjin, cum on them please, wanna feel it, warm and thick.” You pushed your breasts together and Hyunjin started snapping his hips into you quick. He moaned out, the sexiest sound you’d ever heard, as he came hard. He pulled his cock out as he started coming inside you and straddled you as he painted stripes of cum across your belly and breasts, his white pearly seed dripping down your hard nipples and out of your swollen, pink, hole.

“Fuck baby FUCK!" He stayed there kneeling over you, trying to collect himself post nut as you ran your fingers through his cum on your tits and ate it.

“Holy shit that was amazing Hyunjin-ah, mmm and you taste amazing.” When Hyunjin opened his eyes and saw you sucking his cum off your digits while more leaked from your cunt his half hard cock twitched in his hand.

He slid further up your torso and pressed your big cum coated breasts around his cock sliding it back and forth as he started working towards getting hard again. He grabbed your hands and made you push your breasts together, when you did, he reached back and started rubbing the cum dripping from your hole, all over your pussy before plunging his fingers inside you and circling your clit gently with his fingertips, making your legs tremble.

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bri-in-ur-attic · 1 year

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One should keep their Promises

Yandere?Ayato x gn!reader (sfw)

Skipped the Irodori event from a long ass time ago now so there’s prob inaccurate info abt it here

I tried to make Ayato as little of a yandere as possible while also being one lol, he’s just mostly obsessed and delusional

yall this fic took me forever to do, its the longest one ive ever written too over 3k sheesh (started this bitch back in April of last year holy shit)

warnings: minor yan themes??, very little spoilers for Ayato’s past, smiiiiidge angst

remember behavior like this irl is shitty behavior that should never be condoned. this is PURELY FICTION I wrote this for fun and to improve my writing

Back when times were simple, back when Ayato’s beloved parents were still alive and when he could enjoy his childhood, a young teen Ayato snuck out of the estate just for the fun of it, he wanted to feel the rebellious energy of breaking the rules, he was just going to be out for an hour or two. Ayato took a kitsune mask with him to conceal his identity and made it to Chinju Forest, then that was when he heard it, the sound of an Shamisen playing along with a sweet humming to harmonize with

He almost mistakes you for an beautiful spirit, Ayato took off the mask for a second to witness your performance with his own eyes

Putting the mask back on, he carefully strolls towards you and taps your shoulder

You flinched and turn around to see someone your age with a kitsune mask, he waved at you and you give a small nervous wave back

“I apologize if I had startled you, but I like how you play your instrument! Could you perhaps continue?”

“O-oh uhm, s-sure!..”

Little you was still flustered but still managed to play your Shamisen skillfully.

Even with a bit of a awkward first meeting, the two of you got along well with together, so much so that you two would continue to meet up for the next three months, although Ayato would continue to wear his kitsune mask, not that he didn’t trust you, he put it on as precaution if scummy people were to encounter the heir of the Kamisato clan out in the open vulnerable, it would endanger not only himself, but you as well.

You seemed to enjoy Ayato’s company and vice versa

Though Ayato might’ve enjoyed yours a little much as even at a young age he wanted to marry you already, he knew it had to be love at first sight!

The two of you experienced what Ayato couldn’t have back at home, companionship of another his age

Then at the third month of meeting up with each other, he dropped the proposition

“Y/n, marry me.”

You obviously were taken aback by his sudden proposal, not only did you just reach your teens, the two of you knew each other for only three months!

“What?? Isn't it too early to even think about that?”

“I mean when we’re grown up, when we’re adults, let's marry!”

You still seemed hesitant as you met each other only three months ago! The kitsune-masked boy didn't even tell you his name for crying out loud!

“I still don’t know, I mean, you haven’t even told me your name yet and I don’t even know what you look like.” you say with a little pout

Ayato thought your expression was very cute but his heart clenches a little, he wants to badly reveal his identity, but he can’t risk it, and he didn’t want you change your view of him if you found out that he was from a high noble clan, just not now

He then reached for your hands

“I promise I will tell and show you who I am one day, please just trust me Y/n.”

The expression on your face doesn’t change, Ayato was getting worried

With sigh, you suddenly lean your forehead on his mask-covered forehead

Ayato was shocked by your immediate move of intimacy and he was thankful for the mask covering up his blushing cheeks which were now red as beets, but he had no complaints as he wraps his arms around you

Now it was your turn to be shocked, but you slowly lean into his body, you inhaled the scent of his clothing through your nose a bit, he definitely had a scent that implied he was from a noble clan, but you didn’t care, you loved him for him

“Promise me that you’ll marry me Y/n.”

“I promise.”

But the kitsune-masked boy never returned after that day

You came back every day for him hoping he would return, but he never did. This was the first time you’ve experienced heartbreak, you felt betrayed, abandoned, maybe that boy was just toying with you for his own amusement, maybe you were just a plaything that he got bored of and forgot about after playing with your feelings. And so you decide to stop showing up and move on with life.

Over the years you still continued to play your Shamisen despite the lingering sad memories you’ve had because of it. Of course, you managed to move on and not be a slave of the heartbreak and putting all your passion on music, and then that was how you received an Anemo Vision

While you moved on and lived a carefree and fun life, Ayato was in misery

He desperately wanted to visit you again, but his parents had fallen ill and soon passed away leaving the burden of growing up too fast and becoming the Clan leader at an age too early

But Ayato’s duties came first and he had a sister to look after too but he still would remember and keep the promise the two of you made that day, he will meet you again one day and marry you, he would tear this island apart to see you again

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Many years later, you were now an adult, sometimes you would recall the kitsune-masked boy and laugh at how silly the Romeo-Juliet love story you had with him was, teenage hormones really took over you that day, as naive you were, younger you’s feelings for him back in the day were real

Oh well, no need to dwell on the past anymore

You had a group of pals you joined with who were also musically talented, the group would travel around Narukami Island and perform and even managed to earn a bit of income as well!

Now with the Irodori Festival, this was the perfect opportunity to gain a large crowd since many more were arriving from around Teyvat thanks to Inazuma’s borders opening again

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Your group decided to make a short play about a cheesy love story of two lovers who were forbidden to be together, you were against the idea at first but your other groupmates voted for the cheesy play, with reluctance, you gave a thumbs up

The time had come for the play, a crowd started to form excited for what band had planned for this time

Ayato and the Traveler with their floating companion were visiting and touring around the festival’s spoils

From time to time, you always appeared on his mind, to say he still wasn’t over you would be an understatement to an extent. He never forgot how younger him impulsively proposed to you without even revealing his true identity, but despite that, you loved him, you accepted his proposal to marry him one day

So imagine how much it pained Ayato having no choice but to leave you and only to finally be able to come back and not see you

Of course, he couldn’t blame you, it took him about six years to finally come back, but you didn’t forget your promise, right?

He missed you dearly after all, he missed the friendliness of your nature, your kindness, your music, and of course, your love. On days where stress overtook him, Ayato couldn’t indulge in you physically, and so he gets lost in memories of the past feeling the love of those memories over and over again

“Come on Y/n! Join the dance!!!”

Lavender eyes widen at the mention of the name and slowly turns his head towards the direction where the name was yelled

“Uh hey Ayato, are you ok?” the floating child asked concerned while waving her short arms towards him

“Y-yes, please excuse me for a second.”

And with that Ayato speed walked towards the way where Y/n was mentioned. He could see a crowd around a group of performers who were singing and dancing and then..

There you were, his beloved Y/n

His mouth agape as he laid eyes on you as he admires how much you’ve grown since then, you were somehow more beautiful. Ayato noticed that you too had earned a vision, then his eyes started to dart towards how your hips were swaying with the beat of music, he blushed deeply and mentally slapped himself for eyeing you inappropriately after not seeing you in years

Even after all these years, you were still playing the Shamisen, the same instrument you had played that attracted him towards you all those years ago. During the rest of the play, Ayato wasn't paying attention to the your fellow group members, his full attention was on you as he ignored the shocked faces of some people who couldn't believe the Yashiro Commissioner was there

You truly were still enchanting

After the play, the crowd claps and soon departs, only for the high and mighty Lord Ayato to remain as he was hiding behind an alley after the play was over to not attract unwanted attention towards him

"Good job crew! We had quite a crowd today! Think it's the biggest one we've had!"

"You too Y/n! I didn't really think you could dance, sing and play at the same time!"

"Hmph, I'm still not really happy with you pulling me in the front, Kenshi."

"Oh hush, you never perform in the front, you just needed a gentle push."

You roll your eyes as you and Kenichi pack up the equipment with the rest of the group going out to get some snacks

"Besides, I think you did a wonderful performance Y/n "

"I agree, for I think that was the best Shamisen solo I've ever heard."

A man in high noble attire with sharp sapphire eyes suddenly engages in the conversation

Something about him was

Awfully familiar

Kenshi then nudges you

“G-greetings Lord Ayato!” Kenshi says as she bows elbowing you to do the same

Ah so that’s why he felt familiar, but there’s something more about this man that you couldn't quite put your finger on

You give a small bow of simply tilting your head downwards

“Good afternoon, I just came by to compliment on how well your group has done on the play. The singing, dancing and the composition.”

Lord Ayato for some reason kept his eyes mostly directed at you, it made you a bit uncomfortable

“T-thanks- I mean- thank you my Lord.”

Screw all this fancy talking, you just wanted to hurry up leave and enjoy your sweet Dango milk

“Say, considering how talented you are Y/n, would you perhaps grant me the honor of performing in the Kamisato Estate personally for my sister and I? She would love to witness your talents.”

Both you and Kenshi were flabbergasted on the Lord’s sudden proposition

‘Marry me, Y/n.’

The memory suddenly rewinded in your head, why did that happen?....

“Y/n? You good? You have to accept this offer!!” Kenshi said as she gently placed her hand on your shoulder

“OH! Oh uhm, yes! I will be honored to perform for your family and you, my Lord..”

“That’s splendid, tomorrow morning then, see you until then Y/n, don’t keep us waiting too long.”

And with that, the Kamisato Lord elegantly walks off, with a grin obsessively love-sick that you didn’t see

With his presence finally gone, you lean on Kenshi’s shoulder a bit, exhausted

“Hey Y/n, are you ok?”

“I..don’t know…”

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Morning had arrived too soon

With each step that took you closer to the grand Kamisato Estate, anticipation dreads over you

Meanwhile Ayato woke up more early than usual, he was already ready as soon as the sun had rose

“Dear brother, why have you waken so early in the morning?”

“Ah, well we have a special guest coming in soon, Ayaka.”

Foolish Ayato, he had forgotten to inform his sister that you were arriving

Maybe he shouldn’t had woken up so early, hours what felt like eternity were actually 30 minutes

With a scoff, Ayato began to write down witty lines he could say to you, wedding locations and even went as far as listing some names for your possible future kids

After about half an hour of scribbling, he accidently dozes off and falls asleep

In Ayato’s dreams, there was a vision of a past memory of when he proposed to you in your teens, and then he sweetly dreamed of the inevitable future with you snuggling up with him in bed, greeting him with kisses after a long day of work. What Ayato saw next in his dreams was the cherry on top of his fantasies, you and him on the field that he too went to with his family as a child, and suddenly two kids come running up to the both of you, this was what all that he ever wanted, a family. Of course, he had his dear sister, but a loving spouse and 2 beautiful children maybe even more was perfect. A family he could build with the love of his life

But the dream ends before he could indulge in them further as a knock awakens him

“Lord Kamisato, a musician has arrived proclaiming that you invited them in the estate.”

Perfect

“Ah yes I did, do let them in.”

It’s ok, his dreams would become a reality soon after all

—--------------------

“Good morning musician, I pray you have had a good night’s rest?”

“Quite milord.”

In reality, you haven’t. You had barely gotten sleep due to the fact of how uncomfortably familiar Kamisato Ayato was, you were dreading the morning as you wanted to stay away from him, besides, politicians are always bad news, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to accept his proposition. But with Ayato being a very high official ranking nobleman, he could probably send good word across Inazuma for not only your band but yourself as well

“Oh hello! You must be the musician the Lord as invited!”

A blonde man walks in waving towards you, his aura was nice to be around compared to Ayato’s

Sending a shy wave back towards the blonde man, a beautiful lady in armor approached

“Good morning everyone, I see that the musician has arrived shall we head inside the estate?”

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During your solo performance, you mostly focused your eye contact with Lady Ayaka and Thoma as they were more pleasant to be around in contrast to Ayato’s authoritive self

He was,, strange around you

His gaze towards you were as if he’s analyzing you to find your weak points, even when he was walking beside you when heading inside the estate you caught him eyeing you, but you can’t deny that he sure does a pretty face, a really pretty one in fact

And with the final chord strung to conclude your show, you accidently come in eye contact with him

Piercing blue eyes meets the e/c briefly

“What a beautiful performance Mx. Y/n! I never heard anyone play the Shamisen played in that style!”

“I agree with Lady Ayaka Y/n! Quite the solo you did.”

With their compliments, you slightly blushed and lowered your head in respect and gratitude

“Hm, couldn’t had said it better myself, you certainly are talented y/n.”

“Thank you milord.”

You only offered him a side glance in which you cursed to yourself as that rude action might get you in trouble, thankfully Ayato didn’t seem to mind as he only chuckled

“I would actually like to have a few private words with y/n here, I personally have some curious questions to ask them.”

Both Ayaka and Thoma widened their eyes towards Ayato’s request, but granted it as they both got up and went out

“Dear brother, do make it quick for Mx. Y/n”

Letting out an airy laugh, Ayaka and Thoma leaves you alone with Ayato with Thoma giving a small smile towards you

‘Please don’t leave me with him...’

“Musician, please, may you direct your attention towards me?” Ayato says while placing a hand on your shoulder

With a sigh, you turn your head and to be met with something that you desperately tried to repress from your memories

The mask of the boy you met all those years ago

“Y-you..no-no way..”

“Hehe, Y/n my dear, it has been way too long.” he says while stroking your cheek

Due to the mask being too small for Ayato to wear, he simply placed it in front of his face, but regardless, you feel as if you were back in that forest with him all those years ago

You stare at mask, memories of your teen years flashing before your eyes

Shock turns into despair and finally into anger

No way you were going to let this man try to crawl back into your life after he ditched from yours

With all professionalism and manners thrown the window, you slap his hand that was cupping on your cheek away harshly, unintentionally enhancing the slap with anemo

“I see you also gained a Vision over the years.” Ayato says while grabbing his hand

“No thanks to you for breaking younger me’s heart, gaining my Vision from moving on from how you discarded my feelings is the only positive thing I’ll ever view from ever meeting you.”

For a brief second, Ayato’s expression was laced with heartbreak, this was all a simple misunderstanding

“My dea-”

“Don’t. Call. Me. That. I no longer wish to be part of your life, you clearly didn’t want to be part of mine back then anyway.”

Turning your heels and ready to bust down the door, you suddenly felt a harsh grip on your arm

“NO! I wanted to return to you that day! I wanted to marry you one day! I was forced to be away from your life!”

Stopping on your tracks and your back still facing Ayato, your anger melted away and turned into empathy and your heart was beating fast at the reminder of him purposing to you that day

Taking your silence as a sign to continue, Ayato trails his hand down your arm to grab your hand

“My flower, my mother and father had fallen terribly ill at the worst of times and their conditions only worsened until they eventually passed and I had to take over as Clan leader..” Ayato slightly chocked on his words upon talking about his parents

“I can’t express on how much I am truly sorry for leaving you without a word, but I wish you can forgive me and let us start over.”

Despite being inside the estate, it felt as if the wind was blowing

“No.”

Finally looking up to meet with Ayato’s piercing gaze, you would be lying if you said that it didn’t send shiver down your spine

“And, why would that be if I may ask?” His eyes darkened, from pleading to menacing

“Look, I can forgive you because you provided an very understandable explanation, but I have moved on a long time ago, you should too Ayato.”

“But, you promised.”

“Correction, teen me promised, I don’t pledge you jack shit.”

Silence was what was left, you were left in limbo of what to do next, you contemplated running away

Ayato then removes his glove, the one that was on the hand you hit earlier

“Do you see this? You seem to have left a nasty bruise on me, this can be considered physical assault towards me, a Yashiro Commissioner.”

‘Curses, I didn’t even mean to use my elemental powers on him...’

“Now Y/n dear, if you want no criminal charges against you, I suggest you to give away to me.”

Your mind had shut down, this was it, your life was completely butchered up thanks to this dangerous and deluded man you met years ago, regret of stepping foot in that damned forest in the first place washes over you

But, you have nothing to lose at this point minus your dignity, and you conclude that your bandmates will be ok without you

Clenching your fist, you close your eyes

‘I must make it to the docks, I’m sorry guys.’

“Well? What is your move, dea-”

With a powerful gust of wind, the ceiling collapses and causes Ayato to stumble back a few feet, the person of Ayato’s affections was gone in a puff

While covering his face with his arm, Ayato’s face hardens with shock and frustration

Fine, if it’s a game of the cat chasing the mouse, he’ll give you a game

Guards come bursting in, taken aback by the debris

“My Lord, what has happen-”

“Look for a figure that carries a Shamisen with h/c hair, I want them alive and well.”

“Understood sir.” And with that, the guards left to prepare for the search

With a sinister smile and low chuckle, Ayato covers his face with his bruised hand, brushing his lips over the marked part

“You can run my dear, but you won’t be able to hide for long.”

A/n: The y/n rizz is so strong that Ayato simped for over a decade

#genshin impact x reader #kamisato ayato x reader #yandere x reader #yandere #genshin x reader #ayato x reader #kamisato ayato #yandere kamisato ayato

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ticklygiggles · 11 months

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Lack of communication | Victuuri

A/N: After, apparently, one year, we finally wrote this 1 prompt 2 fics thingy Ginny and I came up with. We're so ashamed that it took way too much time, but other projects and irl things happened, but they're finally here and we hope you enjoy them!

Thanks to anon for sending such cute prompt!

Summary: Yuuri has always been shy, but why is he suddenly avoiding his lover?! Victor is in distress and doesn't know what to do anymore!

Words: 3,044

Yuuri was acting weird. Very weird.

Victor couldn't say exactly what it was, but there was something that just didn't fit Yuuri's usual behavior. He seemed constantly nervous and it was true that his cute japanese boyfriend was, most of the times, shy around him, blushing and giggling quietly, but this was just not common. Yuuri would completely avoid Victor's gaze and would quickly turn his head if their eyes ever met, his cheeks turning as red as cherries.

Victor felt more worried about this than what he liked to admit. It was like they were back to base one, when he appeared in Yuuri's family' onsen, claiming that he was his new coach. It was like coming back to the time when Yuuri would try to keep as much distance around Victor as possible, and Victor couldn't help but get a bit nervous himself.

He had tried to talk it out with Yuuri, like normal couples would do, thinking that that could solve the problem quickly, but his attempts all were useless. Yuuri would simply brush it off, saying that it was nothing yet, he always started to sweat and blush and stutter nervously. Of course it wasn't nothing and, to add to his strange behavior, Yuuri was overreacting to every little thing Victor ever did around him:

If he moved too fast, Yuuri would flinch heavily. 'Oh, I'm sorry Yuuri, did I scare you?'

If he touched any part of his body, Yuuri would squeak loudly. 'Oh no, are you hurt there, Yuuri?'

If he breathed too close to him, Yuuri would jump and flush to the tip of his ears. 'A-Ah, I'm not sure what I did, but I'm sorry, Yuuri!'

It was so frustrating and extremely painful. It had been a while since his heart felt so tight inside his chest. Not even when they had turning their relationship into a romantic one did Yuuri act this way.

Was this because of something Victor had done? Had he made Yuuri uncomfortable in any way? Worse still... Yuuri didn't love him anym- no, enough. Overthinking would not make him any good and it would not provide him a solution to his problem at all, but he just didn't know what to do anymore.

No matter how hard he tried to make Yuuri admit that there was something bothering him, the boy would simply brush it off and Victor racked his brain as to what could have caused Yuuri to start acting this way, but he just couldn't remember anything concrete. Any hint had possibly already been erased from Victor's mind.

He didn't want to get too pushy on Yuuri about this either, he didn't want to make him uncomfortable, but he felt it was affecting their relationship in a way. Now Victor was worried about getting too close to Yuuri, afraid the poor boy would be too surprised. However, the only real solution was to talk about it before Victor started losing hair, not because of age but because of the stress that this situation was causing him.

He looked over at Yuuri who was fast asleep, still so early in the morning. His rosy cheek squished against Victor's chest. It was certainly a sight he couldn't get enough of, and his heart swelled with love as Yuuri mumbled Victor's name in his sleep and his lips curved into a silly, sleepy smile.

Look at him, being so cute while Victor was having an already stressful morning just thinking about their current situation, but Victor just could never resist Yuuri's charm, especially at the early hours of the day, so before he could stop himself, he started to pepper tiny kissing all over Yuuri's face, his lips melting into the soft and warm skin of his beloved, who was slowly beginning to wake up, his little smile widening.

"Vi-Vihihictor," he giggled softly, his voice raspy, yet soft.

"Hmm? Good morning, Yuuri," Victor answered, still landing kisses all over Yuuri's face: his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his lips. "Did you have a good sleep?"

"I- I dihid, but why are you- wahait!"

Oh his sweet giggles made Victor's body feel so light, like floating in the clouds. It almost made him forget the terrible anxiety nibbling at the edges of his heart. Almost, almost, almost.

"Because I love you, Yuuri," Victor mumbled between kisses, focusing on a spot near Yuuri's ear that he knew made him giggle most. "I love you so much, I can't get tired of kissing your sweet face."

Yuuri was giggling brightly, flushing and shrugging his shoulders in a weak attempt to protect himself from Victor.

"W-Whahat are you sahaying? I knohow you lohohove me and Ihihihi- lehehet me tahahalk!"

Victor whined, nibbling at Yuuri's cheek. "That's extactly what I've been trying to do, but you simply won't talk, Yuuri!"

He didn't want to sound so desperate, but this whole situation was really driving him crazy. However, he felt bad when Yuuri suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him with concern filling his beautiful brown eyes.

"W-What do you mean, Victor?"

Victor was frowning and nearly pouting as he spoke against his will, his brain screaming at him to shut up, but his lips and tongue moving on their own: "You know! Flinching and squeaking every time I touch you or when I'm too close to you!" He said, repeating what he had already told him a few times. "I know you're shy, but you didn't act like that before? Why can't you tell me what's wrong?"

Victor felt his cheeks getting warm as he looked at Yuuri, still laying between his arms. Yuuri's face was turning redder and redder the more Victor looked at him, but he didn't say anything, his lips sealed in a thin line.

Victor felt his lips trembling. "Could it be that you don't want to be my lover anym-

"No! No, please don't even finish that sentence!" Yuuri said, pulling his hands out from Victor's embrace to grab his face, but then his hands started to tremble softly and he seemed to turn tinier. "It's not like that. It's just… well… you see… you didn't do anything wrong, I just… the other day you…"

Victor's heart was beating hard against his ribcage. This was more than what he had ever accomplished before, and a wave of happiness coursed through his body. They were finally going to solve the problem. Victor was finally going to be able to get up in the morning without a heavy heart! Could it be that today-

"It's... It's really... nothing Victor, I promise that-

"Agh, Yuuri!" Victor groaned, pulling his lover closer, nearly crushing him in his embrace, his face hiding into Yuuri's neck. "C'mon Yuuri! You always say so, but you keep acting strange around me! Please tell me what's wron- why are you laughing?!"

"Y-Your hahahair! And y-your voice! Stop talking into my neck, it- ahahaha! No! Nohoho, wahahait!" Victor raised his head from Yuuri's neck and looked at him with teary eyes and a pout, (that the former Yuuri quite possibly would have kissed away), his hands suddenly latching onto Yuuri's sides, tickling him with more intent. "We ahahahare tahahalkihihing!" Yuuri giggled, trying to bring his hands back down to protect himself.

"No, you're just trying to hide something from me and that's so mean, Yuuri!"

Victor sped up the tickling, making Yuuri squeak in a way that almost made Victor smile, but he was holding onto his facade. He wasn't really mad at Yuuri, he just couldn't, but he did feel a bit disappointed and sad that his lover didn't trust him enough to tell him what was going through his mind.

"Vihihictor! Plehehease, nohoho!" Yuuri giggled, squealing and squirming as Victor squeezed up and down his sides. "I juhuhust wohohoke uhuhup!"

Victor huffed, "well, if you tell me what's gotten into you, then I'll stop!"

"Plehehease!" Yuuri's cheeks were bright pink and he tried to hide his face against Victor's chest.

Victor didn't say anything, instead, he decided to change spots and without any warning, his hands latched onto that horrendous sensitive spot underneath Yuuri's ribcage, successfully throwing him into a loud fit of cackles as he threw his head back. Yuuri shook his head and this time Victor couldn't help but smile fondly at him. He always looked so cute laughing like this.

"Nohohoho!" Yuuri laughed and his squirming increased, forcing Victor to roll over him to pin him a little better against the bed with his weight. "Vihihictor plehehease! I s-swehehear eheheheverythihing's fihihine!"

"I won't talk to you anymore if you don't tell me what is wrong, Yuuri!" Victor said, flinching himself when one of Yuuri's fingers weakly poked his ribs, but Victor quickly grabbed that hand and pinned it above Yuuri's head.

Yuuri shrieked, arching his back and pulling at his arm. "Nohohothing! It tihihickles, Vihihictor!"

Victor chuckled, "does it now?" He teased, rubbing deep circles on that sensitive spot, making Yuuri tip into nearly hysterical laughter. "Then I think you might really enjoy being tickled, Yuuri, since you don't tell me what's wrong!"

"YEHEHEHES!" Victor frowned, tilting his head to the side. "Yehehehes, Vihihictohohor!"

"Y-Yes what?"

"Yehehehes, I enjohohohoy beheheing tihihickled!" Yuuri admitted between laughs and Victor slowed down to let him talk, letting go of his hand as well.

He stared down at his lover catching his bread, red across his cheeks and around his ears. When Yuuri was finally able to open his eyes after a fit of residual laughter, he looked at Victor with embarrassment, shyness.

"I… I enjoy being tickled…," he repeated. "That's what's happening."

Victor blinked in confusion. "I don't understand, Yuuri."

Yuuri covered his face with his hands. "The other day… you tickled me when we were watching that movie, do you remember?"

Victor remembered it. Gosh, on that particular night he just couldn't keep his hands off Yuuri for more than two seconds and he had just discovered that Yuuri was so deliciously ticklish, so he abused that knowledge until Yuuri was trembling with silent laughter. They'd had fun, Victor would never go on if he ever noticed any discomfort on Yuuri's face, so they had just enjoyed that night amid Yuuri's loud laughter.

Ah, but now that he mentioned it, Victor suddenly realized that Yuuri had started to act strange after that night and Victor had worried that he had done something wrong, but Yuuri had promised him that it wasn't anything like that the next day.

So Yuuri was behaving like this because Victor had tickled him? And because he liked Victor to tickle him? Then…

"... You wanted me to tickle you all this time, but you were too shy to ask me, Yuuri?" His voice was tender, with just a hint of disbelief. It was just that?

To his surprise, Yuuri groaned behind his hands and Victor swore he saw the skin on his knuckles turning pink as Yuuri nodded softly.

"Nahaha!" Yuuri let out a surprised giggle, suddenly feeling a playful tickling to his tummy, his hands lowering to catch Victor's.

When Yuuri had uncovered his face, Victor quickly captured his lips in a kiss.

"Vi-Victor, hold-," Yuuri started, but he soon melted under the affection and Victor hummed when he felt Yuuri's arms wrapping around his neck.

Victor felt Yuuri's lips tensing in a little smile when one of his hands sneaked under Yuuri's shirt, his fingertips dragging ever so lightly against Yuuri's off season tummy. The gentle touch was enough to have Yuuri snickering sweetly into Victor's mouth.

Victor also started to smile as he spoke against Yuuri's lips. "So, my Yuuri likes it when I tickle him?"

Yuuri flushed, but nodded softly. "I'm sorry, I know it's stupid b-buhuhuhut- Vihihictohor!"

"It is not stupid, Yuuri! And why are you giggling so much? Is your tummy ticklish?" Victor asked as his fingers scribbled against Yuuri's lower tummy, making him giggle brightly. "What about here?" Victor asked, slipping a finger into Yuuri's bellybutton.

Yuuri squeaked. "It's tihihihicklihihish!"

"I can see that," he said with a soft nod and a playful smile. "Hmm, and here?" Victor started to gently poke all around Yuuri's tummy, moving to his side and then to his ribs as he kept asking 'and here? And here?', every time he touched a different spot. Yuuri's giggles had turned into loud, desperate laughs as he nodded and tried to tell Victor that, in fact, every single spot he touched was really ticklish.

Victor chuckled, and as Yuuri was laughing his little head off, he took the chance to grab his hands and pull them all the way up above his head, making Yuuri shriek with nervous giggles.

"What about here?" Victor asked, holding Yuuri's wrists with one hand as the other quickly scribbled against his clothed armpit. Yuuri threw his head back, letting out loud laughs. "Ah, it does look pretty ticklish to me, Yuuri!" Victor teased, vibrating his fingers right in the center of Yuuri's underarm.

Yuuri was shaking his head as he laughed and laughed and laughed, no pleas came out from his mouth, just Victor's name over and over like a mantra that barely kept him from losing his mind. Victor could tell that Yuuri was actually feeling the tickling, but just like that night, he was delighted to see that he was enjoying every second of it. He wriggled and tugged at his captive arms, but hardly with intent.

"Huh, so it does really tickle, Yuuri, but you know what's my favorite spot?" Victor asked, still tickling Yuuri's armpit mercilessly. Yuuri shook his head, but by the way he was trying to hide his lower body, Victor knew that he knew exactly where. "Right here."

"AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE!"

Victor's hand released Yuuri's captive wrists and quickly reached down towards Yuuri's hipbones. He barely had to press his fingers against the bones to have Yuuri howling with laughter. Victor couldn't help but smile when he felt the roundness, the soft skin covering such sensitive spot, he wanted to bite it and so he did.

"AHAHAHA! Vi-Vihihictor! Not thahahat!" Yuuri howled as Victor nibbled at one of his hips, one of his hands tickling the other one and his other hand wandering up towards that sweet spot underneath Yuuri's ribs.

Victor chuckled when he heard Yuuri shrieking and dissolving into the loudest laughing fit he had ever heard from him, (yet), the sound was sweet and hysterical, loud but light. Simply perfect and Victor just couldn't have enough of it.

It was also funny how Yuuri didn't know what to do with his hands. Of course, he didn't want Victor to stop, so he didn't even bother to try and catch Victor's hands. Instead, Victor felt Yuuri's hands gripping at the back of his shirt and his knees going up in a futile attempt of his body to protect such a sensitive spot.

"Yuuri, you're laughing so much, could it be that you're the most ticklish right here?" Victor asked, the most playful smile in his lips as he stopped the nibbling momentarily, however, his hands kept Yuuri laughing like crazy.

Yuuri nodded weakly, he tried to babble out coherent words, but all were washed over by his laughter, Victor laughed too.

"Poor Yuuri, can't stand some tickles on his hips," Victor teased, his lips closing around Yuuri's hips again, making him shriek when his teeth sunk into the warm skin.

Oh they both were having so much fun. Victor just couldn't believe all this situation would end up like this. Yuuri was simply shy to confess his secret! How cute was his boyfriend? Being all shy just because he wanted Victor to tickle him again, ah, Victor felt like crying, he was so relieved.

A certain tapping on his back told him that Yuuri wanted to stop and so he did, but not before planting a tender kiss to Yuuri's hip. His darling was already shaking with silent laughter and Victor giggled softly as Yuuri came back from his ticklish high. He firmly rubbed Yuuri's hips to get rid of the residual tingles and Yuuri let him, as he tried to catch his breath. His hysterical laughter dissolving into sweet, unstoppable giggles.

Victor laughed. "Oh no, I think I broke my poor Yuuri!" He teased, moving to hover over Yuuri, careful to not put all his weight on Yuuri so he could still catch his breath. "Are you alright, love?"

Yuuri nodded and Victor smiled as he gently cleaned those tears of mirth from the sides of his face.

What a sight! Yuuri was flushed to his neck, he was slightly sweaty, but his eyes looked so dreamy and his smile was still so big, Victor couldn't help but place a tender kiss to the corner of Yuuri's mouth.

"I'm sorry, Victor," Yuuri finally said after his breathing had come back to normal.

Victor smiled, nuzzling his nose against Yuuri's. "It's okay, Yuuri, but next time don't keep any secrets away from me. I love you Yuuri, no matter what. If you like me to tickle you, then I will, if you don't, then I won't. It's as simple as that. I just want you to be the happiest when you're with me, besides… I think I also very much enjoy tickling you."

Victor poked Yuuri's side and Yuuri giggled, barely flinching as he wrapped his arms back around Victor's neck.

"I am the happiest when I'm with you," he said, his lips brushing against Victor's.

Victor smiled, feeling his heart beating fast. "Me too. I love you, Yuuri."

"I love you, Victor." He heard Yuuri say before they melted into yet another tender kiss.

Victor felt a certain tiredness taking over him, perhaps because all the stress he had felt during those days was finally wearing off, and cuddling with Yuuri sounded desperately nice at the time.

After that bout of tickling, Yuuri also seemed tired and ready to take a short nap in Victor's arms, and so they did. Both feeling lighter after talking things out, finding an answer to all their worries and anxieties. They fell asleep with smiles on their faces, butterflies filling their stomachs, excited to have fun with each other after a well deserved nap!

#yuri!!! no ice #yuuri!!! on ice #yuri on ice #yoi #victuuri #victor nikiforov #katsuki yuuri #ticklish!yuuri #tickle fic #mia's things #mia's fics #one prompt two fics

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kintatsujo · 2 months

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so I just had one of those weird ass "just met Satan" sort of dreams

where I was staying at this house that was pretty much my house from childhood to early adulthood, as it looked before we moved out and Kiddo took over my bedroom

and so I'm in this facsimile of what my bedroom would have looked like when I was like, nine, except that this detail was off and that detail was off and I had the pair of journals I carry around now

and I was very much an adult except I was wearing some clothes of the sort I haven't bothered with since quarantine, which I largely remember because I looked in the mirror that was always by the door

Anyway

there were several sons in this family that had taken over (?) the farm (irl Mom still lives there) and one of them comes into my room and is being generally obnoxious, so I kick him out and lock the door because I want to get some sleep

and some time passes

and then one of the other sons just fucking creeps in, as if I never locked the door, and he starts turning on low level light sources like he's trying not to wake me up

so I stand right up and I tell him to get the fuck out. And he gives me this resentful look (while looking eerily like a guy I knew as a teenager, but I couldn't tell you which one) but he goes

and as I'm getting the lights sorted back out I realize that while I can lock the door, it won't stay shut anyway

and I think "oh, I do not feel safe here"

so I grab my notebooks and my phone and I start striding out of the house, which remains pretty much the layout of the house where I grew up (as it looked when I was a kid)

So that same son grabs my wrist as I try to leave

and I wrench my hand away and tell him, "don't touch me"

and he says, "that's not your business" (as in what he touches isn't my business)

and I reply, as I walk out, "it's my body!"

his response to that is

"no, that's not right, it's father's"

and as I keep moving and he's sort of chasing me he starts chanting "it's master's" and his voice sounds wrong

this is around the point I realize I'm dreaming, not because of this dude behind me, but because I suddenly can't move very fast, and I think, with extreme annoyance and not especially worried that this guy is chasing me,

"why can't you ever move as fast in dreams as you can in real life"

because I am hobbled slower than my walking speed at this point and again I'm more annoyed about it than I am scared

well, I happen to know the yard better than he does so I do that thing where you kind of duck to the side while you're just out of sight so your pursuer keeps going straight

and I go over to hide in Dad's old barn, where there is a space right behind the door where it looks like some shit got moved out

that's when I remember (and this did actually happen earlier in the dream as opposed to getting dream retconned in) that someone had said something about "the barrel has already been moved"

and I think to myself, "this is the first fucking place they're going to look for me, isn't it."

This is when I real life wake up, and go from laying in sleep position to standing upright without even putting my glasses on

and the last thing I think while still very much in dream state, his voice still ringing in my ears, is:

"Can't get me out HERE, you fucking demonic cucks!"

#dreams #unreality #then I thought 'well it's noon I might as well just be up'#it's also wild because 'cucks' is NOT an insult I'm in the habit of using

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mccnstruck · 2 years

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characters - kazuha x gn!reader

warnings - none

a/n - this is my first time writing after two years, so please ignore if this is rusty! i didn’t proofread this because i was actually happy that i got something DONE so like yea, but otherwise enjoy!

streamer!kazuha when both of you are first introduced to each other during a multiplayer game. while the others were trying to find a solution to winning, you and kazuha both took your time with getting to know each other. you ignored the chat as they screamed a new ship name between both of you, and you certainly didn’t see kazuha’s stream to notice his awestruck eyes.

streamer!kazuha who first dm’ed you on instagram, and you both instantly hit it off. soon, both of you were cracking inside jokes between games, sharing new content ideas, and talking about kazuha's love for poetry. you didn’t know the way you both allowed the other’s notifications even when do not disturb was turned on, and how both of your faces lit up at the sight of a instagram dm.

streamer!kazuha who got excited when you suggested a collab stream. both of you would casually play some games on roblox, and chill with both of your streams. casual was the last thing in mind as both of you were screaming and laughing when you brutally obliterated some (approximately) 12 year old on some random superpower tycoon. at one point, you couldn’t help but laugh so hard you went silent, letting a few tears slip by. ever since then, your chat suddenly started squealing when kazuha came on stream. but what you never found out was how kazuha opened your stream when you were laughing and softly smiled, deciding that angering 12 year olds was more enjoyable with you.

streamer!kazuha who first came up with a irl vlog to explore your city. you quickly agreed, and soon your chats were filled with different hotels you could stay at, foods to try, places to visit etc. when the day finally arrived, you stood in the airport, shifting your weight from left to right in excitement and in nervousness. it’s been a few months, but this is the first time you’ve met him in person. uneasiness started to settle in your mind. do i look alright? i have all my things, right? what if he feels uncomfortable in this city?..

would he even like me? i’ve been hiding under a online personality this whole time. and what if-

you felt two taps on your shoulder and turn around to see the only and only kazuha smiling at you.

"i was wondering where were you for so long."

he giggled and your mind immediately got rid of all the intrusive thoughts before. so far he looked like he's been enjoying himself, even though he got out of a 6 hour flight. when he drags you trying to find the exit, you realize you didn't have to worry about being flawless in front of him, and you let out the first sigh of relief in a long time.

streamer!kazuha who ate the cotton candy in joy as you responded to donations and questions. it was a windy day in the city, but you or kazuha didn't mind, in fact enjoying the strong breeze. after running around and trying new places, it was a nice place to relax-

"when are you and kazuha going to confess??? literally everyone sees the heart eyes you make at each other except for YOU TWO??"

ah, it wasnt as peaceful as you thought.

the question made way for another episode of chat freaking out again, and both you and kazuha's faces to go red. you look at each other and back to the camera, too shocked and embarrassed on what to say.

"well um, that was sudden. uh,,,"

you look over back to kazuha, and judging on his eyes you knew he was about to do something mischevious. what you didnt expect...

was a confession.

"maybe i might confess today after stream. who knows?"

you turn around in shock and see kazuha grinning at you.

"..what?"

he looks back at you and silently whispers," after stream," before walking away, leaving you in shock in front of thousands of people.

streamer!kazuha who patiently waits for you on his hotel bed as you read the final donations and wave goodbye to the stream. when you made sure the stream was over, you look over to see him already looking at you.

"kazuha..."

"i think you want me to explain what i said at the cotton candy store, did you?"

you hesitantly nodded, sitting on the other side of the bed. kazuha sighed before he spoke.

"i think it's pretty self-explanatory, uh," scratching his neck before continuing, "i like you. and according to both of our chats you like me as well."

when he turns to look at you, you look at him as if he were the answer to the meaning of life. a tint of pink appears on his cheek, and he keeps himself from looking away.

“what…what are you staring at?”

a pause. “say it again.”

he tilts his head in confusion. “say what again?”

“what you just said right now.”

“i like you and you like me back.”

“the first part of the sentence.”

“i like you.”

you face visibly brightens. “say that again.”

kazuha laughed, and you swear if he was your alarm, you’d wake up 10 minutes before just to hear it in the morning.

kazuha leaned back on the bed. “im pretty sure you’re forgetting the part where you liked me back, didn’t you?”

“that can wait, you said you liked me?” you reply with a grin.

he sits back up, and faced towards you, giving you the same grin. “isn’t this supposed to be a mutual confession?”

but before you could think of a cheeky response, he lifted his hand and gently cupped your jaw. all thoughts in your head were now non-existent, and you could only think about how close you both were and how his lips were so close to yours. the atmosphere in the room had changed, and whatever was about to be said before was completely out of mind now.

kazuha thumb moved closer and closer to your lips, and he softly spoke. “you would be ok with this..right?”

you would’ve responded, but the way he asked beforehand and the sudden closeness of his lips had you lean in. his arms held onto you yours, and somehow pulled you in closer than you were before. you felt like liquid, melting under his touch, and his lips on yours and his hands in your hair made you shiver. you felt his smile, and as soon as it started he broke the kiss. the air was hot but you both could only stare each other as you tried to gain your breath.

“are..are you alright?”

you softly laughed. “i’m fine. just…need to catch my breath.”

he pressed his forehead onto yours, his arms intertwined into yours. as the sun made way for the moon and you both watched the window in peace, you’ve never felt more thankful to be introduced to him.

reposting or plagiarizing of my works is not allowed under any circumstances.

#📝 —writing #kazuha *heart eyes*#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #kazuha #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you

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the-fiction-witch · 1 year

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Paradise

Media IRL

Character Thomas Brodie Sangster

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Sexy + Smutty ish

Concept Paradise

I woke to the sounds of squawking, it caused me to stir and sit up. I felt strange, I could feel grass tickling my legs, as my eyes cleared I saw the place I was in. The almost infinity stretching green field with all manner of trees, flowers, mushrooms and other such beautiful life. A sweet cloudless sky hung over it all, birds and butterflies dancing in the sweet sky even a few small animals could be seen in the trees like squirrels and rabbits. Untouched by anyone or anything. To my left was a beautiful beach with a vast stretching crystal blue ocean that met a sweet sand with a few dark rocks to the side that clearly had hot pools lining them as well as a sweet waterfall that fell from a high cliff. It was a paradise almost too much like paradise.

I looked down at myself. I found I was utterly naked with nothing to hide myself with. I quickly got up and began gathering what I could to make myself makeshift clothes as best I could given I didn't exactly have survival skills. But I had enough to conceal me and that's all I wanted. I began to walk across the beautiful green land imagine at some point to find something, anything, a house, a cave signs of life that weren't meerly animals. I did find caves but they were empty, I found rivers full to the brim with fish, I found hot springs, thick spa like mud pools, and get nothing was ever dangerous any animal I can across met me with sweet kisses and purrs, any terrain I encountered was always safe to go through as if this place had been made not to be dangerous to me. No matter how far I walked I would always return to the same beach as if I was meerly walking in a constant loop. Soon enough the sun began to set but the night never got cold, it was always a sweet temperature warm enough to sleep outside in the grass and watch the beautiful stars move across the sky.

I slept well given everything, I ate the berries and fruits from the various plants and trees surrounding me all of it edible and I'd yet to find a single so much as a rotten strawberry it was like nothing ever went bad here and strangely everything was always in season here strawberries grew beside pumpkins apples beside oranges and limes, blackberries beside potatoes. Like this place was untouched by evil no mean animals, no rot in the food, no danger anywhere, no cold temperatures like nothing has ever know evil as of everything bad had been removed from the world.

I'd been here for several days exploring where I could it was a perfect place it couldn't be denied even if I was still hesitant about it all.

I needed a wash after my day so I headed down the beach and into the sweet waterfall taking off the small clothes I had created to wash my body as best I could given I had yet to find any soap I gently hummed as I washed I turned to let the waterfall rush though my hair and I noticed a sight. Over by the trees, I saw a figure slightly hidden behind the tree I knew it wasn't an animal it was another person. I looked closer and saw it was a man he was watching me and clearly masturbating.

I immediately screamed covering myself he jumped and tried to bolt but I grabbed the stick I'd been using to walk around with and ran after him cornering him by the river

"Whoa whoa whoa!" He says trying to prevent me from coming any closer "relax. Relax. I'm not going to hurt you" he says

"What are you doing here!" I yelled

"I don't know. Okay I don't know either. I woke up here same as you" he says

"How do you know I woke up here? Did you bring me here!"

"No! I found you a few days ago wondering around I just assumed you woke up here too" he explained "honestly the last few days I wasn't totally convinced you were real"

"What?"

"I've been alone here a while I didn't know for sure I wasn't imagining you" he explained "frankly I'm still not totally convinced" he says

"Who are you?"

"I don't know. I don't remember my name. If I ever had one"

"Yeah… me either" I said slowly lowering my stick "what were you doing watching me!" I asked raising my stick again

"I'm sorry. I've been alone for a while I have been keeping an eye on you the last few days and… yeah your uhhh your really beautiful" he says glancing down at my still naked body

"Hey! My eyes are up here"

"Sorry."

I relaxed a little and we went sitting on the grass together watching the waves and eating some strawberries

"How long have you been here?"

"Three weeks" he shrugs

"When did you find me?"

"Only about four days ago"

"Where have you been? I've been here a week"

"The big cave near the river"

"Oh, I haven't been in there"

"Why not?"

"I thought I heard a bear in there"

"What?"

"I heard loads of grumbly noises"

"Ohh I was probably trying to wake up" he says making me laugh a little "why do you think we're here?"

"No idea. I'm sure there's some crazy reason for it all"

"Yeah, still worse places to be trapped I guess"

"True"

"And… worse people to be trapped with. I don't mind being stuck here with you" he smiled

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weirdthoughtsandideas · 2 years

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Soulmates in DCLA shows

When it works... and when it doesn't

Soulmates is something these shows really want to use in a lot of ways. I will be discussing mostly the 3 main characters in their respective shows, but I will also make some examples to side characters as well as discussing platonic soulmates as well as romantic ones. I also will go from my own personal opinions - which means, I may disagree with some things that you agree on. But you know this - in the DCLA fandom, we agree on everything, but we also do not agree on anything. Everyone has really different takes. We may think the same for one thing, but have opposite opinions for the next. Yet it's wonderful that we all can get along and whenever we do get offended we write our own posts about it instead of being cranky in someone's comment section (at least most of the time, I've probably been cranky in someone's comment section, but hopefully I've stopped with that). With that being said, I hope you'll enjoy my little "essay".

We will go in order and therefore, we will begin with Violetta. Here's an interesting fact about Violetta - she was supposed to end up with Tomas. That was the original plan. But due to things like Tomas' actor feeling really homesick and having to quit the show because of it and that affecting how well he performed with the others, Tomas and Violetta did not really have that... chemistry (I think Pablo and Tini got along, it seemed like no one really was arguing in the Violetta cast, but they simply didn't have the same chemistry when acting like Tini did with others... one, in particular). Nonetheless, the show desperately wanted to convince us they were soulmates - to the point that it was all they ever talked about. A lot of scenes of these two often includes Tomas telling her "You and I belong together. We are soulmates. You like me." Basically, he tries to tell Violetta how she is supposed to feel. Back in the days, when Violetta first aired, a lot of kids, some kids I knew irl, stopped watching mid s1 because they thought it was too annoying that Violetta was constantly confused over which boy she wanted to be with (and they also thought it was annoying that Angie never told her she was her aunt). But can you blame her? She has been isolated all of her life and Tomas is essentially the first boy her age she meets. She has never had a crush. She has never had any friends. She has no social life experience whatsoever. Hearing someone telling you that when you're in her situation, you might believe it. But then Violetta also has Leon. Leon is the boy she genuinely falls in love with. Leon doesn't force her to feel anything. He's always open with how he feels, but he won't tell her how she feels. So now Violetta, an isolated girl with no social life until the age of 17, has one boy she genuniely loves and wants to be with and one boy who tells her that she actually is in love with him and that they are soulmates. No wonder she's confused how she feels and who she wants to be with. It's a running theme in these shows that "the boy she meets in the first episode is her soulmate" - and that does not work here. Violetta met Tomas first, yes, but in her situation it was, again, also the first person her age she met. She didn't know what to feel at all.

With Tomas and Vilu's scenes lacking chemistry, Vilu instead have a clearer chemistry with Leon. It can be the actors having a much better chemistry with each other, or just that their scenes were better written. And with Pablo feeling homesick and leaving the show, the writers I think realized that Leonetta simply... worked much better. And from season 2 and forward, it's very clear Leonetta will be endgame. In season 2, Diego comes in and does date Violetta - but the difference here is that I, personally, noticed already as a little middle schooler that whatever happened, Leonetta would be endgame. Because I noticed, I knew, that Leonetta were soulmates. They aren't soulmates as "love at the first sight" soulmates - they are accidental soulmates. They became soulmates. And I noticed this in season 3 too - which was why, when Leonetta broke up in season 3 I was of course very upset - but I knew that they would get back together (even though I do wanna rewrite some things in s3 with them lmao). Diego and Violetta were never soulmates and the show is actually very good with showing how they're not that - they date due to a lot of other reasons and complications, which I will explain more when I get to SL (as I will compare them a bit to Lutteo).

There are other couples that I am not sure if I would call soulmates or not. For example, Federico and Ludmila. They went from literally not caring about each other at all to suddenly be head over heels for each other. Now, I do hc Ludmila as a lesbian, but if we take it in canon... these two flirt with each other like "we're binary stars, we're two supernovas, we're soulmates". I guess, in a way they're soulmates because they are like... both agreeing that they are?? But it can also just be them saying a bunch of words. Some people would also call Diecesca soulmates, but tbh no. Diecesca was just "accidents and coincidences", they're very cute and are a nice couple, but I wouldn't call them soulmates. Though, you're welcome to give your points if you think they are.

Now, in Soy Luna, they once again used the "soulmates meet in episode 1" trope. Only this time, they actually do become endgame at the end of the show. For me... this did not work. There's a lot with Lutteo that I don't like and I won't make a list of why, cause it's irrelevant. But once again, the show wants you to believe they're soulmates and so painfully tries to convince you of that. Even though Lutteo is not like Tomletta - I will give them that, at least they're much better than Tomletta - it's still the same thing of "look! They met each other and it's love at first sight!!" (which it definitely is not). And I just feel like... I never fell for this the first time, why should I fall for it the second time? Lutteo also has similarities with Diego and Violetta in some regards - the thing with Dieletta is that, most of us agree that their relationship was fine as it was, but it was always clear they weren't gonna be endgame. In season 2, Violetta is even open with Diego that she feels things for Leon and Diego sees it as his purpose to try to make her forget about him (also he has a plan with Ludmila to destroy her and stuff). Diego also, at one point, kisses Violetta against her consent in front of a livestream, and this gets major consequences. It makes Leon break up with Violetta, it makes her dad start spying on her and it makes her really hate him for a couple of episodes - and it's in this vulnerable state that Diego makes the move. I want to argue that Violetta forgives him a little too fast, but I also see that while she hates what he has done, she notices the effort he makes to make her forgive him. Diego goes out of his way to make her forgive him - to the point where he goes to her home with a clown nose and tells her he won't go until she's cheered up. Even if Violetta doesn't like it, he charms her and he charms us too, even if we don't want it. Now, in SL, Matteo also kisses Luna against her consent in front of a livestream. This time, it's treated as their "romantic first kiss". Matteo gets no consequences for this and even though Luna was clear with not liking the kiss, she has to convince herself she liked it. She has to convince herself it was a romantic moment, even if we can see in canon that it wasn't that for her. She is shocked, confused and doesn't know what to say. She was also, again, being recorded in a livestream, so it's hard to do much of anything in that situation. For having essentially the same writers, directors and producers, it feels like with SL, they sometimes took one step forward and two steps back. And with the show every now and then reminding us that this in fact was one of their most romantic moments, just makes me even less convinced these two are supposedly soulmates.

You know someone who I really would see as Luna's soulmate? Simón. I am not saying this just as a Lumón shipper (cause, with Simón, I also really did like his endgame with Ámbar). I would argue that Luna and Simón are soulmates both platonically and romantically. No matter if they stay friends or end up as a couple, they still belong together. They are what I call, established soulmates. They've known each other since before the show, they're childhood friends. They have a pre-established bond that is very strong and won't go away. As we see in the show, even when they break up after their short dating period, they go back to being the strongest of best friends. They won't go anywhere. They're together forever. They're soulmates. Platonically soulmates in canon, but if they ended up romantically, they still would be.

You might ask, are Simbar soulmates? That's once again a little complicated. Yes, and no. They're once again perhaps "accidental" soulmates. It wasn't their plan to end up together - Ámbar initially just wanted to fake being in love with him to get him to turn against Luna (which didn't work because Luna actually supported his relationship with Ámbar lmao, and Ámbar just fooled herself and actually fell for him).

And... due to their shared past, shared trauma and shared bond, I would argue that Luna and Ámbar, too, are soulmates, in a way.

Now... Bia! In Bia, once again, we have "soulmates meets in the first episode". But this time... it works. I don't know if it is because Bia likes Manuel and only Manuel. There's never anyone else she even considers dating. With Manuel being essentially the only option (unless you ship Bia with a non-canon ship, which I feel many people don't cause... 1) most people agree Binuel is the best and 2) many non-canon ships are wlw/mlm, and there's no girl Bia really has... that chemistry with, yk), you kind of have to accept them. No matter if they break up or argue, they will always be endgame, cause... there is no one else! With that description, it sounds like I am complaining, but I really do not. I do think love triangles provide options for you to pick and makes you have more things to say and discuss, but I don't really think every show needs it. Bia does not need it. All it does it making you perhaps not having as much to say, unless you don't like Binuel I guess, but I have not met anyone who dislikes them.

What makes them work as soulmates after meeting right away is also their shared history - and the fact that they come from rivaling families. They're Romeo and Juliet soulmates. They're always in sync. They're two adorable little puppies. It's at the point where I can't tell when they're dating and when they're not (especially at the time when they "pretended" they had broken up but they were actually still dating). DCLA writers, you finally made this trope you tried to work.

Also, Ana/Helena and Thiago? Soulmates by fate. I don't know how to explain it properly, but like... the fate brought them together and they're soulmates, yk? Do I make sense? Probably not. But I think so.

So that was my little "essay" on soulmates in DCLA. What do you think? Do you want to disagree? Do you want to add something that I forgot? <3

#dcla #violetta #soy luna #bia #disney bia

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“Cuddles” A Mitsuri x Fem!reader [Fluff]

TW: Boob hugs, mild suggestive content, one bed senario Summary: You go to the love hashira’s home for a sleepover. You’ve been Mitsuri’s Best friend for YEARS. It’s a sleepover with Shinobu, Giyuu, Rengoku, Tengen, And of course Obanai + Gyomei. Notes: Ok so I absolutely LOVED this idea when I 1st thought it. Mitsuri is just- !!Asfgqwersdtfg!! Also some notes about the context of the sleepover. The idea of truth or truth is a game me and my friends play Irl I don’t Ship Tengen x Giyuu, it’s just for the plot, plus I LOVED the idea of Tengen getting shitfaced and being a flirt towards the other male Hashira Muichiro/ Sanemi are out on missions Gyomei is a lightweight despite being the HULK Ik that some people like to think that Rengoku wouldn’t drink because of his father, but for the sake of the plot and my “sanity” he does drink with the rest For future references, my ships for the Kny Fandom are: Giyuu x Tanjiro Giyuu x Shinobu Mitsuri x Obanai Inosuke x Tanjiro Nezuko x Zenitsu Tanjiro x Kanoe For serious reasons, I am a Multishipper, and I don’t ship anyone that I don’t think have any Canonical backup [Most times]

You and Mitsuri had been friends since you were little. And even though you are both 18 now she hasn’t changed from her childish self. She’s insisted that you have a sleepover at her place with some of the other hashira since you're all free from missions for the meantime.

You arrive at The love estate with a small travel bag on your back. You're actually not sure about this. You open the invitation Mitsuri sent you through your crows.

Heyyy (Y/n)! This weekend is our free day. So I talked to the other Hashira and we’re all having a sleepover at my estate! I know you're not a Hashira, but we’d love to have you! Uzui loved meeting you last time, so I’m sure he and Rengoku would Love to have you! Shinobu even convinced Tomioka-san to come!

There's going to be Snacks, Sake, games, and lots of fun! I hope you’ll attend,

- Kanroji Mitsuri

You sigh, running one hand through your hair and using the other to ring the bell. You met with Giyuu at the door with Kocho on his back. They have party hats on and Giyuu has a lipstick mark on his left cheek. You knew that the Hashira partied hard, but that lipstick mark is a different color from Kocho’s …

This is exactly why you showed up an hour late. Mitsuri meets you guys at the door and squeals with excitement at the sight of you. “Come in! You’ll have to forgive Giyuu’s state.” You tell her it’s fine before entering and sitting on her couch. Gyomei is long abandoned, being a lightweight and has passed out on the loveseat. His face has frosting and paint across it in the shape of a mustache.

You watch Uzui run out in an obvious drunken state and smash a Sake bottle on the floor before yelling “Alright bitches it’s time to play a Game!” You snort out laughter recognizing the lipstick from Giyuu’s cheek on Tengen’s lips. Obanai yells in protest as everyone gathers around in a circle, each person getting a separate Sake bottle.

You all start playing a game of truth or truth with the punishment of lying or passing a question to take a chug of Sake. Mitsuri goes 1st being the youngest. “Uzui, 1 or 2” Tengen picks 2 with confidence. “Uzui, have you ever done ‘it’ with a man?” There’s collective “OH SNAPS'' and “Oh we're getting right into it.” Uzui not wanting to lose so soon grabs Giyuu from across the circle and slurs out a “Hell yeah I have.”

Giyuu immediately turns beet red and shoves himself out of Uzui’s lap. “No we haven’t, take a drink.” He grumbles obscenities before taking half the bottle down with one chug.

You all go through the line before you and Mitsuri are the only ‘Sober’ faces at the estate. Mitsuri and Rengoku help all of the Hashira to their selective couches. You watch Giyuu roll over and hug himself into Kocho’s small figure. You chuckle, they look like a wolf hugging a kitten. Rengoku has one arm/leg over the couch, one arm under him, and the other leg hanging off the couch onto Tengen’s face.

Obanai is on the loveseat laying across Gyomei’s lap. You giggle a little, standing with a wobble. Mitsuri lets Rengoku find his spot on the floor before making her way back to you. “C’mon I have a spot in my room for you, I figured you wouldn’t want to sleep in a room full of drunken strangers.” You take a moment to LOVE Mitsuri for that thought before getting up to follow her to her room.

The second you put your travel bag down she turns to you and asks “Didn’t you bring a futon?” You begin to panic, turning back to her. She seems to read your expression and find the answer. “You didn’t.” She Thinks for a second before squealing out and then, realizing the others, she lowers her voice.

“You can sleep in my bed! Remember when we used to cuddle together as kids?” You calm down, smiling at her softly. You do remember, the two of you used to have slumber parties back in your village and the two of you would sleep in the same futon like tiny kids. Hell, you two even took baths together at one point before you two were too old. Maybe growing up with her is the reason you have no interest in men.

“Yeah, that’d be great.” you let out a soft hum moving to slide onto her pink and maroon bed. She moves in beside you turning so you two face the same way. In her moving to face you, and you moving to get closer, you end up face first into her cleavage. You freeze there for what feels like forever before falling to put your face in her pillow. You let out a scream into the pillow. Curse Mitsuri and her boob window obsession.

“I’m so sorry!” Mitsuri whisper-yells to you. You look up bright red and tell her it’s fine. She moves in closer and you two lay on your backs looking at her glow hearts on the ceiling.

You look up before pointing up at them ”You get them from the West?” She hums a yes moving her head to look at you “How do they glow?” You’ve only ever seen Glow Bugs glow before. This new technology was strange to you. She smiles a toothy grin and laughs lightly.

“They glow because of some kind of chemical from the sea. I could buy you some, they come in all kinds of shapes.” You shake your head no before letting your thoughts wander to the party earlier. You laugh a stuttered laugh turning your head her way.

“Where the hell did Tengen even get the lipstick from?” She laughs for a second before thinking and then laughing again.

“I don’t even Know, I don’t own Makeup and Shinobu-san didn’t bring any.” You let a thought wash over you earning a laugh.

“What if it’s his?” Mitsuri busts out laughing. “I’m serious! What if he secretly uses it on himself around his wives?” With that Mitsuri laughs out harder.

“Kinda fruity.” With that statement, you're both holding your sides from the pain of laughing so hard. Soon the laughter dies down and you're just staring at each other. You're the one to make the first move.

“Suri, can we cuddle? Like- How we did when we were little?” The question dusts your cheeks red and baffles Mitsuri. She does appreciate the nickname though.

“(Y/n) you don’t even have to ask, C’mere!” She pulls you in making cuddle noises. You roll your eyes at her childish antics before snuggling into her hair. You reach up tugging the braids out carefully to let her pink and green hair fall free. Her hair always smells like cherry trees and apple cakes.

She loves this, you're a bit shorter than her so she’s wanted to cuddle with you like this for a while now. She lets the sake control her for a second and reaches down to place a kiss on your cheek. You shoot up redder than you’ve ever been.

Mitsuri lets you look at her in bewilderment for a sec before realizing what she did and turning the same hue. “Wah! I’m so sor-” You reach up and plant a kiss on her lips. You don’t even let her reply before burying your face in her hair again, taking a deep breath of cherries.

“O-Oh .. Well I guess now we’re even ..” She hugs you closer, placing her chin on your head. She smiles closing her eyes ``Goodnight (Y/n), we’ll talk about this in the morning.” She pulls a pink blanket over you both and hugs you in her arms, gently lulling each of you to sleep.

Endnotes: The idea of truth or truth is a game me and my friends play. We all sit in a circle and all partie would usually write their truth questions on cards and separate them into 2 piles. The 1st person to go picks a card from each deck, assigns a number to each one, and asks the player of their choice to pick a number. The player then has to answer the question with complete honesty and if anyone calls them out on a lie they have to chug a bottle of alcohol [Or soda if your underage] the game continues until [the cards are shuffled and put back unless you want to write new questions] a player has run out of drink or you decide to stop playing.

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Life In The Fast Lane Chapter 19 - The Dream Team

Rating: Teen & Up

Warnings: None apply

Pairings: Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s); OFCs & OMCs

Work Tags: Re-write of a previous work; not beta read; dual/multiple pov; mentions of IRL current and past F1 figures; Eventual romance; friends to lovers; found family/work family; actual family; occasional swearing; racing drivers and their various shenanigans; how to handle pressure (and how not to); with a sprinkling of the power of friendship; tags will be updated as work progresses

Chapter: 19/57 Word count: 4.9k Summary: When friends become family

long story short, this chapter is a big reason why I wanted to re-write LITFL in the first place and have ended up doing so.

long story long, when I was writing the first version of Change In Colour, I very quickly realised that I had never done enough to showcase Sophie's, Richard's and Vanessa's friendship in the original version of LITFL, so when I was planning the chapters for this re-write I really wanted to dedicate a chapter that showcased their relationship being cemented. I'd also always had Richard being British-Asian in my mind, but I got too in my own head about how to showcase it properly in the previous works.

A massive amount of inspiration for this chapter came from a very similar scene in the book and film adaption of Crazy Rich Asians by Kevin Kwan. I've never been able to visit Singapore, so while I did do a lot of research for this chapter, if there's still some gaping inaccuracies please let me know and I will do my upmost to fix them asap.

Hope you enjoy the latest chapter!

Sunday 10th September – Heathrow Airport

As they arrived at the airport Vanessa had joked that if her career as a performance coach didn’t work out, she’d be able to apply for a job at Heathrow considering how well she knew all the terminals by now. Sophie just laughed and said that her Mum would happily provide a reference.

They met Richard inside the terminal building and went through the check-in process which they all knew like the backs of their hands. Only this time, as Mary had very happily informed Sophie over the phone that morning, she’d had the three of them upgraded to first class. Richard didn’t quite believe that he had been included until he walked into the British Airways lounge. Vanessa said that it was Mary’s way of saying Richard had hers and Mark’s seal of approval.

The lounge was paved with a dark wooden style floor, and scattered with plush furniture across the different spaces. The dining area, all spacious high-walled navy booths and wooden tables, was where Sophie, Vanessa and Richard were sat as they had decided to treat themselves even further to an afternoon tea since their flight wasn’t due to depart until half past seven.

“Your turn Ness.” Richard said as he passed Vanessa his mini-tablet. He frequently played mahjong solitaire to pass the time during airport visits, and as his own set of mahjong tiles was too precious to ever leave his flat (they had been a graduation present from his late grandfather) he hadn’t gotten round to teaching Sophie and Vanessa how to play, so Richard would let them take turns in picking tile formations for him to tackle instead.

While Richard had been born and raised in Woking – his mother’s side of the family, the Liao’s, were from Singapore. His parents had met at university in London, and since his mother’s plan was always to get a job in the UK she ended up having another reason to stay.

Ever since Richard had been old enough to fly, his family always set aside money so they could visit his grandparents every Summer holiday. As such he knew the island well enough that he’d promised to take Sophie and Vanessa on a guided tour of the sights on the two acclimatisation days they had. Given the way he’d been talking about it, Richard had been planning everything since the summer break. Which was why Sophie was surprised that her press officer was now so quiet.

“You okay Rich?” Sophie asked once the waiter had left after bringing over the stacks of scones, sandwiches and pastries.

“Yeah.” Richard said quickly, as he went to fill his plate and pour everyone tea. Sophie and Vanessa shared a small look, and silently decided to leave him be as they switched their attention to try and figure out the different sandwich fillings.

Their flight boarded and departed on time, starting the thirteen and a half hour journey over to Singapore. Sophie and Richard’s seats were together in the middle of the cabin while Vanessa had a window seat, so Richard was able to go over the week’s event and press schedule with relative ease. The race was one of the more unique on the calendar, with it being held at night and the eight hour time difference everyone operated on UK time for the duration of the race week. And while it had the advantage of minimal jet lag – it meant sleeping and eating at odd times of the day.

“So we land in Singapore at just after 4pm local time which is…” Sophie paused to quickly do the maths in her head. “8am back home.”

“Correct.” Richard nodded, picking up his cutlery. Another perk of flying in first class meant being able to have their meals whenever they wanted. Sophie had opted for asparagus soup while Richard had ordered sea bass. “So if we wake up one or two hours before we land, it’s basically like having an early start,” He paused to let out a long, content hum after his first forkful of food. “Your Mum better not upgrade us all the time, I’ll get used to it very quickly.”

Sophie let out a small laugh at the thought of her humble press officer going all snobby as she spread a pat of butter on her dinner roll.

“Speaking of the finer things, can I not get one hint about where you’re taking us tomorrow?” Sophie pleaded, adding an elongated please for good measure.

“Again, I want it all to be a surprise,” Richard pointed at her with the tip of his knife. “You are unbelievably stubborn.”

“I’m a racing driver what do you expect?” Sophie retorted with a small shrug. At that Richard let out a small chuckle and shook his head as he returned his attention to his dinner. Sophie knew that Richard wasn’t going to let on about the trip, she had just wanted him to crack a proper smile for the first time all day.

Vanessa returned to her seat five minutes later having used the complimentary shower. She walked down the aisle in her pyjamas, and joked in an imitation posh accent that she was going to order the cheeseboard for supper.

“On second thought,” Richard said quietly, leaning over towards Sophie. “Maybe we need to worry about Vanessa going regal.”

Sophie full on sorted with laughter, and had to take care not to knock her soup on the floor. Thankfully for the three of them first class was fairly empty, which meant that they could just be themselves without any pretences.

“So,” Richard had said quietly once one of the cabin crew had taken away their empty plates and poured them fresh cups of tea. “Anything you might want to tell me about your seat for next year?” He looked at Sophie over the rim of the porcelain white cup with the smallest hint of a smirk on his face.

“Well…” Sophie started, and quickly stopped herself because she didn’t know what she was allowed to say. There had been somewhat of a breakthrough during the week, McLaren hadn’t just decided that Sophie was their first choice for 2024 alongside James – but they had offered a multi-year deal that Becks was still combing through the finer details of. “It’s starting to look like I’m staying, all things being well.”

She couldn’t even begin to describe just how big a weight it was off her shoulders.

“Just wanted to double check that the whispers going around the factory were accurate.” Richard said with a bright grin, and he held out his teacup in a small toast. “To next year, hopefully.”

Sophie ever so delicately clinked her cup with Richard’s. “Hopefully.”

Monday 11th September – Singapore

The flight landed on time, and thankfully everyone was reunited with their suitcases at the baggage carousel. Walking through the arrivals hall of the terminal felt more like visiting a modern art gallery than an airport, and while Sophie had visited Singapore once during her second F1 Academy season, it was Vanessa’s first time. Once the coach had reached the city centre, she couldn’t stop looking out the windows and pointing at landmarks.

“It is way more beautiful than the TV cameras make it look.” Vanessa said with a sigh. Richard said nothing from his seat across the aisle as he was rapidly typing into his phone. The journey over to the hotel was made a little longer thanks to some of the nearby roads making up parts of the circuit, but everyone was checked into their rooms by 6pm.

Richard collected Sophie and Vanessa from their rooms just before 8, and said that while the bulk of their sightseeing was happening tomorrow, he was taking them somewhere special for what was technically lunch. They walked to the nearest MRT station and changed lines twice before Richard finally stopped talking in rapid fire directions.

“We’re getting off at the Botanic Gardens,” He said as the train departed the station. With all the walking they’d done already, Sophie regretted wearing sandals instead of trainers like Vanessa. “Then it’s literally just round the corner.” Richard looked down at his feet and gripped his hand around the pole above him a little tighter. The train car was busy, but not jam packed which allowed Sophie and Vanessa to sit together while Richard stood above them keeping an eye out for their stop.

It was only once they were off the train and back in the hot, humid evening air that Richard finally started to look more like himself. Even walking with a small skip in his step. He said that they were going to a hawker centre, of which there were hundreds dotted all over the island. Vanessa and Sophie were excited at the prospect of street food, while Richard seemed relieved that it wasn’t too busy. There were more food stalls than Sophie could count all with different signs above them encircling a large seating area that was filled with bright yellow benches.

“You two grab a table, I’ll get the first course.” It clearly wasn’t Richard’s first visit as me made a bee line for one the stalls on the left and joined the back of a short queue, while Sophie and Vanessa walked their way through the mass of benches and found a free one near the middle. The clientele seemed to be mainly locals, which Vanessa took as a good sign. And if any of them had recognised Sophie no one seemed phased by her presence, which suited her just fine.

About ten minutes later Richard returned with three steaming bowls, each one filled with noodles in a dark broth and cooked prawns layered on top. “Prawn noodles! They’re my Mum’s favourite, she insisted this was the first thing you tried.” Richard sat down next to Sophie and even rubbed his hands together excitedly before he passed out bottles of water from his backpack.

“Oh this is amazing!” Vanessa exclaimed after her first spoonful, and while Sophie didn’t speak with her mouth full she eagerly nodded in agreement. Richard beamed when he said that in his mother’s opinion they were the best prawns on the whole island, and it had taken her years to perfect a recipe to make them at home so it would be as close as possible to having the real thing.

The second they’d finished their noodles Richard had darted off to another stall, and this time came back with a singular plate. “Now this is nasi lemak. It’s coconut rice, with a couple of chicken wings, a fried egg and some sliced cucumber.” He pointed to each item on the plate with his chopsticks, and explained the history of the dish in between mouthfuls of food, which again was absolutely delicious.

“We might have to roll each other out of here.” Vanessa huffed when Richard had ran off to another stall claiming that it was going to be the last one. “Still,” She mused as she looked around, taking in the atmosphere of chatting diners and all the different smells coming from the food stalls. “I don’t think I’ve eaten this well all season.”

Sophie hummed in agreement, and spotted Richard approaching their bench with two plates. Compared to the previous dishes it looked rather simple – strips of cooked chicken on one and a generous portion of rice on the other, with two small dishes of dipping sauce on the side.

“Hainanese chicken and rice, this one was my Ah-Ma’s – my Gran’s – favourite.” Richard said with a small smile as he sat down. He wasted no time in taking a piece of chicken with his of chopsticks and dipped it in one of the sauces, smiling as he ate.

When the plates were empty, they let their food go down while sipping on their bottles of water and taking pictures for memories sake. Out of nowhere Richard, who had been gazing off into the distance in silence for a couple of minutes, started talking again in a heavy voice. His eyes that were always so warm now looked distant and glassy.

“Every time we’d come over to visit, my Grandad would take us all to the botanic gardens – he loved the orchid garden the best. No matter which one I’d point at, he knew what species or hybrid it was. Mum always said he was the reason she became a geologist.” Richard huffed a small, if strained laugh. “Then once we’d walked our feet off, my Gran would bring us here for food. And… when I got my job at McLaren three years ago I’d always make the time to take them to dinner every Singapore race week.” He then looked down at his hands, and drew in a long, shaky breath. “This is my first time back since their funeral I…” Richard gave a cough that sounded like it was disguising a sob. “I didn’t think it would hurt this much.”

Sophie immediately hugged Richard around the middle as tightly as she could, while Vanessa jumped out of her seat and wrapped her arms round Richard’s shoulders. They let him cry for as long as he felt he needed, and after a couple of minutes he patted Sophie and Vanessa’s arms and they let him go, but still stayed planted by his side.

“We’re really grateful you chose to share this place with us Rich.” Vanessa said softly, still keeping a hand on his shoulder. She silently pulled a packet of tissues out of her pocket and handed it over. Richard nodded in thanks and wiped his eyes, and said that if Sophie and Vanessa were up for it, he had planned on taking them to the botanic gardens tomorrow. They both said yes instantly.

Richard told more stories about his grandparents the whole way back to the hotel and they arrived back shortly after eleven, heading straight for the hotel bar to share a couple of pots of tea.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay this weekend Rich? If you need some time off-” Sophie started only for Richard to cut her off by giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

“I promise I’ll be fine, tonight helped more than you could know.”

They spent another ten minutes lamenting how to spend their time since the bulk of the hotel’s amenities were now closed, but eventually Vanessa decided that with the flight and all the food they’d eaten at the hawker centre that she was going to order a light supper from room service and watch a film before bed. And since the hotel bar was closing Sophie and Richard chummed her back to her room.

Vanessa gave Richard the biggest hug goodnight, and said with a beaming smile how much she was looking forward to their tour around the city tomorrow. Richard just grinned and said he was happy to show them round his second home.

Sophie and Richard walked aimlessly down the corridor, not really knowing where to go as their rooms were on a different floor.

“I was thinking of watching an old race, since it’s been years I last drove here.” Sophie said when the lift at the end of the hallway came into view. Richard nodded, saying it sounded like a good idea. “You wouldn’t have any recommendations would you? I couldn’t decide which one to watch.” They stopped walking when they reached the lift, and Richard hummed as he contemplated the offer.

“Vettel’s last race win is always a classic.”

“I can order us both room service if you want anything for dinner?” Sophie offered.

Richard grinned, and reached out to press the button for the lift. “Deal.”

Sunday 17th September – Marina Bay Sands, Singapore

An ultra-exclusive nightclub was the last place Sophie had expected to find herself after the race. But, a double points finish for McLaren combined with Richard’s reassurances that the party was for paddock personnel only, she had happily pulled a white linen dress from her suitcase. And as an added bonus, they’d just so happened to run into Sophie’s mechanics sat in a corner booth enjoying a few quiet drinks moments after they arrived. Or as quiet as it could be given the dance music coming from the DJ booth.

Sophie insisted on buying a round of drinks, and carefully made her way over to the bar. She ordered a Singapore sling for Vanessa, a negroni for Richard, a pear cider for herself, and a beer for each of her mechanics. With assurances from the bartender that a waiter would bring the drinks over to their booth, Sophie turned round to head back before Steve sent out a search and rescue party. Only to walk right into Benedikt’s path. The two drivers apologised with a shy laugh, since the music wasn’t as loud at the bar neither of them had to shout to be heard.

“I guess I should say congratulations,” Sophie added as Ben stepped forward to catch the bartender’s attention. “You first win here for three years… even if you did wipe the floor with the lot of us.”

Benedikt shook his head as his cheeks flushed pink before ordering a round of beers. If the news that Red Bull’s technical director Alison Hawthorn was leaving the team to join Audi had affected Ben in any way, he didn’t show it. As well as winning from pole and getting the fastest lap, his winning margin had been just shy of twenty seconds.

“Is this the part where you tell me you’ll get me back next year?” Ben asked with a wide grin. His voice wasn’t taunting, but it still had the hint of friendly competition that so many drivers bantered with.

“Oh, something like that.” Sophie said with a lazy smile before turning to head back to the booth. “Have a good night, tell your mechanics well done from me.”

“The same to you!”

Sophie wasn’t sure if Ben meant that about having a good time, congratulating her mechanics on 8th place, or even both. But she let it slide when she saw her teammates come back into view, where as promised a bartender was depositing their drinks.

Richard briefly stepped out of the booth to give Sophie the spot he’d saved her between himself and Steve, and led a small toast once he’d sat back down. Given the sheer workload of the weekend, no one was interested in much more than chatting – until Tommy’s favourite song came on about half an hour later.

“Oh I’ll dance with you!” Sophie, who had just finished a second cider, stood up when no one else could be bothered. Jamie and Aditya, suddenly feeling left out, rushed to join them and the four of them loudly sang along to the lyrics as they danced around a small spot on the floor. Sophie wasn’t completely sure of the words, but she didn’t care as she was spun round the floor by her mechanics. Her and Jamie had to stop because they’d made each other dizzy, and they couldn’t stop laughing as they slowly made their way back to their seats.

Once Aditya had sat back down, he glanced down at his watch and cursed that it was nearing 3am, at which everyone had decided they’d had enough revelry and would be better off back at the hotel. Sophie piled her mechanics into a taxi first so they would be in bed sooner and Steve, who was the last to get in, promised he would get everyone back to their rooms safe and sound.

Benedikt and his mechanics all piled out of the entrance not long after, and he too shepherded people into taxis insisting that he would get one back to the hotel as soon as possible. Richard, being the most sober one present, correctly remembered that everyone from Red Bull and McLaren were staying at the same hotel and he offered Benedikt a lift in their taxi.

It was only as Ben waved off his mechanics that Sophie felt just how humid it was standing on the pavement, and she rued having that second cider. Thankfully Matt, who had emerged from the club carrying bottles of water, had thought of that as he passed them around the small group.

“I don’t know what they put in that Singapore Sling but it’s making the world spin.” Vanessa groaned with her head in her hands once their taxi had finally driven away from the nightclub. All Sophie could do was encourage her to sip her water as the taxi drove its way through the maze of skyscrapers and bright lights.

Once back in the air-conditioned hotel lobby, Sophie, Richard and Matt aided a slightly better looking Vanessa back to her room. She complained the whole way that she didn’t need three chaperones, Matt quickly retorted that it was the price paid for having people who cared about you.

“I promise I’ll call one of you if I start to feel worse.” Vanessa groaned after Richard was the third person to ask if she really was alright. She said she would see them all at breakfast as she chased everyone out of her room.

A wave of exhaustion crashed over Sophie as she stepped back into the hallway. Having alcohol, even light stuff, so soon after a near-two hour race in humidity that felt worse than Malaysia suddenly didn’t seem like one of her better life choices. She went to politely excuse herself and wish Richard and Matt goodnight, when she remembered that Richard’s room was on the same floor as hers – though almost at opposite ends. So as they had done on earlier on in the week, they shared a lift and got off on the twenty-somethingth floor, and slowly meandered down the thick carpet before stopping at Richard’s room.

“I’m proud of you mate, you did really well today.” Richard said with a soft smile, and even tightly hugged Sophie round the shoulders. Normally 8th place wouldn’t have felt like much to Sophie, but after her form in the previous two races plus coping with all the added heat and humidity, it was four points she was very pleased to have. “Go on,” Richard gestured down the long hallway. “Bedtime. I’ll come get you for breakfast.”

“Night Rich.” Sophie gave her press officer a small wave goodnight, and slowly made the long walk over to her suite.

She spent the time deliberating whether or not to have a shower or to just jump straight into bed. It had felt like a long weekend, despite the lack of jetlag. As well as the usual race weekend media obligations Sophie and James had been at a black tie sponsor event on Wednesday. And while Sophie realised that she did enjoy dressing up to the nines occasionally, she just didn’t enjoy doing so for other people. Let alone schmoozing for the sake of keeping the big wigs happy. She’d also been surprised that James hadn’t exactly enjoyed himself either, even if he was such a charming natural at it all.

The walk through the hallway felt endless. While luxury hotels were designed with comfort and the best amenities in mind, Sophie felt that they needed to do something with their hallway décor so it didn’t feel like she was going round in circles (not that she had much room to talk since her flat was still a work in progress despite having lived there for nine months now, but at least she had ‘constantly traveling to race tracks’ as an excuse).

She finally turned a corner that felt partially familiar, and Sophie knew she was near the door to her suite not because she recognised a vase or a corner of some wall art – but because Benedikt was waiting outside her door with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans.

“How’s Vanessa?” He asked immediately, but softly, when he saw Sophie come into view. They had ran into each other on Wednesday night, Benedikt heading to the restaurant and Sophie being collected by Richard to go to the back tie event. They’d said a brief hello in passing, with Ben joking over his shoulder that Sophie would find a way to survive all the handshaking.

“She’s fine,” Sophie nodded. “Ness just hates being fussed over. So long as she’s protesting about being helped, she’ll make a quick recovery.”

“I just, well…” Ben paused to bounce up and down on his toes. “She’s Matt’s friend and your friend and we’re friends so,” He paused again, not fully knowing where he was going with his point. “I’m glad she’s alright.”

Sophie hummed, and noted that like herself Benedikt was in some strange middle ground between sober and tipsy. She went to reach out for the door handle to her room when Ben said there was something else he wanted to ask Sophie about, but he couldn’t remember what, and he clicked his fingers together a few times until it suddenly came to him.

“The drivers dinner we’re having in Korea, did Nico or James mention it to you?”

“Yes, I’m on the dinner list.”

“Good,” Benedikt nodded. “Have you ever raced at Yeongam before?” He asked, seemingly pulling the question out of thin air, for some reason not wanting to go to bed just yet.

“Nope, never,” Sophie replied with a small shake of the head. “I was going to watch some old on-board laps on the flight over to go with all the sim prep.”

“Oh, you’ll love it!” Ben exclaimed, his eyes almost sparkling as he started to talk in great detail about the circuit. “I can’t remember the year, I think it was one of the races Vettel won. Anyway…” He began to talk about an old race battle, demonstrating it as best he could using his hands in place of each car. Sophie followed along with every word, until her eyes found themselves switching between Benedikt’s hands and his face. His eyes were still sparkling like the night sky, and she couldn’t help but notice the way his lips curved into a small smile once he’d reached the end with an almost exhilarated sigh. For the briefest of moments, she felt like she was standing with her toes on the very edge of a cliff.

“I will have to add it to my list!” Sophie replied with a small smile, trying even harder not to notice how well the soft grey t-shirt Ben was wearing fitted his athletic frame, and that the colour almost perfectly complimented his eyes.

“When’s your flight?” He asked brightly.

“No idea.” Sophie huffed. Between the cider and Benedikt her mind was all sorts of scrambled. Since when did he have this kind of effect on her?

“Ah, I’m sure Richard will keep you right!” Ben grinned as he clapped Sophie’s shoulder, and intentionally or otherwise kept his hand there for a few seconds. Sophie felt every single brush of Ben’s fingers against her skin when he finally dropped his hand back at his side. “Well, see you at the airport then, maybe.” He smile had slightly dulled as he walked the few steps backwards towards his room. “It was nice to see you tonight anyway.”

“Uh yeah, you too.” Sophie shook her head ever so slightly after taking in a long breath of air that didn’t seem to have any trace of Ben’s aftershave, it seemed to reset her brain somewhat. “Goodnight.”

“Night Soph.”

They both stepped into their rooms and Sophie tried as hard as she could to not slam the door behind her in a panic. Once she slid the gold safety chain into place she spun round and leaned against the wall, looking out the large windows across the city with the palm of her hand pressed firmly against her forehead as her heart thumped in her chest. All while she tried desperately hard not to think about just how softly Ben had said her name.

“Oh no,” Sophie sighed breathlessly and quietly. She couldn’t afford this. Not now, when her new contract was within touching distance. “Shit I’m in trouble.”

Hazel wasn’t anything close to the right word for Sophie’s eyes. The burst of peridot green marbled through golden brown encased in a deep ebony circle. Like a woodland on a summers day.

Benedikt ran both hands down his face as he walked through to the bedroom and flopped backwards onto the bed, looking up at the plain white ceiling.

“Oh schisse,” He muttered, trying to pinpoint the exact moment he had realised just how gorgeous Sophie was, even with her cheeks flushed pink and hair frizzy from the humidity.

He shouldn’t be falling for her, not when he was so, so close to his fourth world title.

And yet, Sophie loved the history of the sport as much as he did, and she wanted F1 to become so much better. Just about everyone in the paddock could see the love and admiration she shared with her mechanics and everyone else at McLaren. And after all the press excitement that had surrounded her, she was still so completely down to earth and good to be around – all she ever tried to be was just Sophie from Northampton.

Ben felt like he was standing at the edge of a forest with the sun on his back, wondering just how bad it would be if he stepped inside.

***

Singapore Grand Prix 2023 Classification

1st - Benedikt Schmitz (Red Bull) - 25pts 2nd - Giovanni Carotti (Ferrari) - 18pts 3rd - Cristóbal Vasquez (Alpine) - 15pts 4th - Marc Pavard (Mercedes) - 12pts 5th - Nathan Watkins (Mercedes) - 10pts 6th - Teo Martinez (Ferrari) - 8pts 7th - James Hewitt (McLaren) - 6pts 8th - Sophie Knightsbridge (McLaren) - 4pts 9th - Jan Martens (Audi) - 2pts 10th - Leon Bauer (Haas) - 1pt 11th - Owen Nichols (Aston Martin) 12th - Nico Dumont (Alpha Tauri) 13th - Evan McKinley (Williams) 14th - Tadashi Sato (Haas) 15th - Aaron Jones (Aston Martin) 16th - Antonio Lima (Alpha Tauri) 17th - Alistair Mitchell (Red Bull)* RET - Aidan Glover (Williams) RET - Daniel Jakobsson (Alpine) RET - Erik Braun (Audi) Fastest Lap - Benedikt Schmitz (Red Bull) - 1pt * - Driver did not finish but was classified for completing 90% race distance

2023 Championship Standings After Round 14

Drivers Standings

1st - Benedikt Schmitz (SUI) - 252pts 2nd - Giovanni Carotti (ITA) - 207pts 3rd - Nathan Watkins (CAN) - 176pts 4th - Alistair Mitchell (GBR) - 144pts 5th - Cristóbal Vasquez (ESP) - 143pts (8th - Sophie Knightsbridge (GBR) - 65pts 10th - James Hewitt (GBR) - 51pts)

Constructors Standings

1st - Red Bull Racing-Honda (AUT) - 396pts 2nd - Ferrari (ITA) - 311pts 3rd - Mercedes-AMG (GER) - 298pts 4th - Alpine-Renault (FRA) - 202pts 5th - McLaren-Mercedes (GBR) - 116pts

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Calliope, Roxy Lalonde, Rose Lalonde

Act 6, page 5613-5625

UU: hello!

TG: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TG: ...

TG: calliope?

TG: that u

UU: yes, it is i!

TG: holy shit

TG: the most pious and reverential of shits

TG: turd in a church callie

TG: you startled me!

UU: sorry! :u

TG: but yeah so

TG: hey!!!

TG: nice 2 finally meet you

TG: wow wee ur pretty

TG: so when you said you werent good looking it turns out that was a bunch of baloney?

UU: no, roxy. i am afraid it was not a helping of yoUr delicioUs earth baloney.

TG: aw dont say that

TG: also you said you were a cherub

TG: but if i am not mistaken you appear to be a troll

TG: unless cherubs actually look like trolls?

UU: alas, we do not.

UU: this is not my trUe appearance. i have taken the form of my trollsona.

UU: i wanted to look more presentable for oUr meetUp. UnfortUnately my trUe visage woUld likely repUlse or frighten yoU.

UU: that is not the first impression i woUld like to make.

TG: girl please

TG: trust me theres nothing you could look like that would make me scared of you or grossed out

TG: i am your friend and i know youre nice inside no matter what, so

TG: could i see the real u?

UU: that is so kind of yoU to say. i can believe that a lovely person like yoU woUld be able to stop herself from recoiling at the sight of my monstroUs face.

UU: bUt it is oUt of the qUestion. i am mUch more comfortable appearing to yoU this way.

UU: really it has more to do with my own dissatisfaction with the way i look than any lack of trUst in yoUr character.

UU: yoU Understand, don't yoU?

TG: yes

TG: its ok callie you can go on keep being a cute troll

TG: im just happy to see you

UU: likewise!

UU: i wish it coUld be Under better circUmstances thoUgh.

UU: we may not have mUch time here.

TG: wheres here exactly

TG: am i still dreamin?

UU: yes. i have led yoU to a dream bUbble of my own design.

UU: my imagination and thoUghts dictate what yoU see here.

UU: as i told yoU earlier, my brother is hUnting for me. so i have created a little sanctUary in space to stay hidden from him.

UU: that is why i coUld not speak to yoU earlier. not oUt loUd at least. he is highly sensitive to my presence, so it is very easy for me to get his attention if i'm not carefUl.

UU: bUt as long as we stand in the centre of this vortex, we may speak as loUdly as we like! no information can escape this dark pocket, so long as i maintain it.

UU: and seeing as yoU are a hero of void, yoU make an ideal gUest to bring home for one who wishes to remain hidden. thoUgh i will say the fact that yoU are my best friend is a lovely bonUs. ^u^

TG: best bonus!!!

TG: 4 real though its so nice to finally see you no matter what you make urself look like

TG: ive wanted to tell you all about whats been going on with me and my friends since we got together

TG: its been so fun hangin with them even in spite of lets be frank, some truly SELECT teen drama

TG: mmmm see how im kissin my two pinched fingers here? mwah it was like that

TG: the embarrassing teenanigans have been SUMPTUOUS and come highly recommended

TG: no but really its been great, and after some time irl with them it started feelin weird to think we were ever even apart

TG: yet sadly it was not complete because the moment i met them all was also the moment i totally lost touch with my other cool bffsy from THE WEBS

TG: i tried calling and calling your name but you never answered

UU: i know.

UU: i am sorry. u_u

TG: dont be sorry i knew youda answered if you could have

TG: i guess maybe you hid yourself so deep in this dream i couldnt wake ya?

TG: damn this must have sucked spending all this time here hiding from your asshole brother

TG: like i know hes a dick i talked to him enough times to get that but

TG: whys he tryin to kill u so bad?

UU: he is not trying to kill me.

UU: he has already sUcceeded at that.

UU: on the day he foUnd a way to kill my dream self, i was done for. thoUgh to be honest, i doUbt i'd have fared mUch better regardless.

UU: i think his half was always meant to predominate.

UU: my will was simply not strong enoUgh to overcome his. yoU know as well as i how stUbborn he is. i don't think he has ever had even a smidgen of doUbt in his thoUghts, or remorse for his deeds. whereas i was always plagUed by sUch feelings.

UU: on some level i always knew he woUld win. bUt i fooled myself. i thoUght i coUld overcome his ego by looking beyond his negative qUalities, staying optimistic, and working together with him in a game to accomplish something extraordinary.

UU: and that in doing so, perhaps i coUld begin to help him change. to teach him to evolve beyond his hatefUl natUre. and as he changed for the better, slowly but sUrely, he woUld become more like myself.

UU: that was how i thoUght i coUld predominate. it was how i was going to win! and really, if he grew closer to me in that way, by learning kindness and compassion, we both woUld have won. my predomination woUld not have meant his absolUte death, but oUr trUe Union.

UU: bUt sadly, i Underestimated how consUmed he was with the need to destroy me.

UU: now he is completely obsessed with finding my soUl and wiping me oUt for good, even if it means tearing apart the reality that sUrroUnds Us.

UU: he will never feel he has won Until all traces of me are gone.

TG: uuuugh

TG: hearing all that just makes me so unreasonably mad

TG: FUCK that shitlord

TG: i feel so bad knowing you died and there wasnt anything i could do

TG: no matter how much i said your name :(

UU: don't fret. yoU did all yoU coUld.

TG: isnt there some way we could bring you back

TG: some baller fuckin magic, or a bomb ass faeryspell

TG: i mean could we find an answer in like, for instance

TG: YE ENCHANTMENTES?

UU: very Unlikely.

TG: dangit

TG: ok then

TG: if i cant do that

TG: then i guess the next best thing would be

TG: to find your lil shit of a bro and feed him a steady diet of his own ass

UU: ^u^

TG: that is what we are supposed to do right

TG: i mean

TG: from what i gather

TG: the dude is ridicubad news

TG: just such brutal and stinky news

TG: so eventually somebodys got to kill him

TG: and that is probly us aint it?

UU: it's trUe that he deserves a comeUppance like few others.

UU: bUt slaying him is not actUally yoUr responsibility as heroes now.

UU: in fact, if anyone mUst bear that bUrden, it might be me.

TG: oh yeh?

UU: possibly.

UU: as we speak, there are hUndreds of soUls oUt here in the fUrthest ring working to defeat him.

UU: some search for a fabled treasUre. a weapon said to spell his certain demise.

UU: while others say that i myself am this weapon. :U

UU: and so they search for me.

UU: they band together in great nUmbers for this caUse, and attract his devastation in hopes of revealing the path to the weapon.

UU: while at the same time, they draw his attention away from me. and it is a good thing that they do.

UU: i mUst remain hidden from everyone for as long as i can.

TG: why?

TG: why not come out and be all like

TG: here i am yo its me! secret weapon ghost callie ;)

UU: becaUse i am no sUch thing!

UU: i was already Useless against my brother when he was jUst a brat who liked to tease me.

UU: now that he is an exceptionally mUscUlar and invincible adUlt, my chances are laUghable.

UU: no, if i am to contribUte, i need more time.

UU: i mUst go in search of my own weapon.

TG: what weapon?

UU: ironically, the same weapon which many of them are looking for.

UU: me!

TG: ??

UU: it's the only sliver of hope i have.

UU: i have reason to sUspect there may be another iteration of myself oUt here.

UU: one from a doomed timeline, who has kept hidden for a long time, jUst like i have.

UU: bUt Unlike me, she sUpposedly came from a reality where she predominated instead of my brother.

UU: and not by the means which i described. hers was not a mild Union of reconciliation.

UU: amazingly, her predomination was absolUte! a major feat of will, jUst as his was with me.

UU: as sUch, she went on to play the game, and...

UU: well, i cannot even imagine what followed, aside from the fact that she eventUally mUst have died for existing in an offshoot reality.

UU: if she exists, i woUld be eager to meet her. it woUld be a chance to get to know a version of myself who was strong enoUgh to override the will of my brother.

UU: someone i might have become if i had a little more coUrage. u_u

UU: and if she is sUch a person, then i really believe all i have heard mUst be trUe. i believe she is the key to defeating him.

UU: so i have no choice.

UU: i mUst go in search of myself.

TG: you sound like a real popular lady out here

TG: even you are looking for you!

UU: indeed.

TG: well i hope you can find her

TG: but

TG: if thats your job

TG: to find bizarro calliope and go wollop ur bro

TG: then what is our heroic biz?

UU: it's the same as it always was.

UU: to win the game.

TG: oh yeah

TG: duh

UU: it is as i once told jane.

UU: with victory yoU may finally exit this vast whirling storm.

UU: by claiming yoUr reward yoU woUld bring closUre to a very wide coil of caUsality, one not tracing a continUoUs path like a snake, bUt intricately woven like a wreath.

UU: a ring of coUntless little rises and falls, ascents and descents, on its way Up and down a pair of mUch bigger ones itself.

UU: from alpha to beta, then beta to alpha, as if a moUntain to be scaled and then climbed back down. its peak toUches the eye of a storm which cannot end Until the moment yoU all walk throUgh that door.

UU: only then will there be calm.

TG: ._.

UU: ah, bUgger. forgive me, sometimes i forget myself and begin speaking in riddles.

UU: it's jUst a habit that is in the natUre of my people.

TG: yeah i know

TG: at least yours r better than your bros stupid games

UU: don't remind me. in my opinion they do not qUalify as anything of the sort, mUch the same as his "shitty twists". >:u

TG: so then from what im surmising here is we dont need to beat him to win our game

TG: like dealing with him directly is kinda out of our domain?

UU: as the one who provoked the breach in paradox space which i jUst coloUrfUlly described, he has always exerted his inflUence on yoUr realities from afar, and from many different angles. throUgh Unwitting sUrrogates, oUtsoUrced manipUlation, oUtright enslavement, and even petty harassment. bUt most of all, he prevails throUgh the simple inertia of inevitability that has always been on his side, as a lord of time.

UU: and as the one who is to blame for foolishly allowing him access to sUch power, it's only proper that i take responsibility for finding a way to defeat him.

UU: bUt even thoUgh his methods of inflUencing yoUr session are indirect, they are still formidable.

UU: there will be a nUmber of powerfUl foes who stand between yoU and victory.

UU: tomorrow, a terrific battle will take place.

UU: when yoU wake Up, i sUggest yoU begin to prepare.

TG: ummmm ok

TG: how

TG: like make more sick gear

TG: i could hustle up another batch of illwicked guns

TG: just a big ol pile of guns

TG: jake can have the wimpy smaller ones

TG: make jane like a fancy new fork or spoon or such

TG: like an elite endgame spoon

TG: whatever that is

TG: like uh

TG: the chowderfucker 5000

TG: janey be flippin her godspoon round bopping monsters doing like

TG: CUCKOO damage

TG: wont bother make nothin 4 dirk since hes basically married to his boring anime sword

TG: like u could even pry that thing from his rad dead cadaver

UU: yes, i'm sUre new eqUipment woUld come in handy.

UU: now that yoU mention it, well before i died or even realized i woUld not live to play, i made special exception to my rUle of staying linear with conversation. i messaged jane a birthday gift.

UU: yoU see, i had a brief vision from skaia which sUggested to me she coUld Use a boost in morale on this special day, so i offered her something very dear to me. jUst a little token to show appreciation for her friendship.

UU: i hope it will cheer her Up, and moreover that it will prove at least somewhat UsefUl to yoUr party.

UU: bUt really, at this stage if yoU wish to prevail against sUch stacked odds, collecting boons sUch as new weapons and treasUres will only go so far.

UU: i think yoU will need to embrace a far more sUbstantive gambit.

TG: like what

TG: omg are we gonna have to enlist fefeta

TG: is fefeta the secret weapon

TG: its fefeta isnt it

TG: poor, sweet, dear, precious fefeta :(

UU: it is not fefeta!!!

UU: i am sUggesting a measUre that is mUch more extreme.

UU: i believe yoU shoUld all strongly consider ascending to the god tiers.

TG: oh

TG: ok that sounds cool what do we do

UU: well of coUrse it soUnds cool! bUt it's not necessarily as easy as it soUnds, steeling oneself for death. believe me.

UU: bUt if yoU can find the resolve, then here is what yoU mUst do.

UU: since none of yoU have any dream selves left, it won't do any good to sacrifice yoUrselves on the qUest beds foUnd on yoUr respective planets.

UU: and even if yoU did, there is not even a battlefield from which to rise anew. no, yoUr void session had only one path to ascension all along.

UU: yoU mUst travel to the centre of the moons of prospit and derse, and there in the crypt yoU will find yoUr sacrificial slabs. yoU mUst lie on them, and then...

UU: then yoU all mUst die. one way or another. u_u

TG: alright

UU: alright?

TG: yea

TG: fuck it

TG: lets do it

UU: doesn't the thoUght make yoU nervoUs?

TG: well

TG: gettin offed on a moon slab aint my idea of primo funtimes or anything

TG: but like

TG: you end up with super powers after that right?

UU: yes.

TG: and some kinda semi immortality?

UU: yes. :u

TG: and cool costumes???

UU: yes! :U

TG: then what is even the fuckin holdup

TG: lets plop our asses slabward and get down to dying

UU: yoU seem qUite cavalier aboUt this, roxy!

UU: don't yoU have doUbts?

UU: woUldn't it cross yoUr mind to wonder, "what if i never wake Up again?"

UU: i know it woUld for me.

TG: i guess thats a fair point

TG: but

TG: you say ill be fine right?

UU: yes. i believe yoU will.

TG: then thats good nuff 4 me

TG: i trust you

UU: ...

UU: ^u^

TG: but it sounds like we dont have much to pull this off

TG: because foes are a comin?

TG: who are all these foes you say we gotta beat

UU: those who i mentioned my brother has been exploiting as his pawns from afar.

UU: the most obvioUs woUld be the one responsible for the extinction of yoUr race.

UU: and who also happened to be responsible for this most fortUitoUs nap.

TG: huh?

TG: wait

TG: how DID i fall asleep?

UU: yoU don't remember yet?

TG: i remember

TG: a party

TG: and

TG: a sad jane

TG: a poor sad jane with shitty fella problems

TG: and a ruined cake! it was going 2 be so delish, but no

TG: it was claimed by the cruel and unforgiving sands of lopan

UU: ...

TG: i remember

TG: gcat

TG: GCAT!!!!!

TG: god DAMMIT gcat!

TG: he poofed me away with cat magic and i got ko'd by a floor

UU: bUt which floor?

TG: it was

TG: a derse floor?

TG: aw man

TG: was i captured?

TG: the batterwitch has me doesnt she

TG: THATS who you meant

TG: what is she gonna do with me?

UU: as i said, she is his servant, and is obligated to do everything in her power to facilitate the cycle of his existence.

UU: and while nearly all she has done on earth and on derse has been to advance that scheme, that does not mean she's withoUt her own agenda.

UU: i know that she woUld like to see my brother defeated as mUch as anyone else. for her enslavement, for doUble-crossing her, and for orchestrating her people's extinction.

UU: he always did loathe trolls. i've sUspected i may be to blame for their misfortUne as well, considering he knew how mUch i fancied them. u_u

TG: ok so if she wants him dead too and has her own personal secret plans or whatever then whats she want with me

UU: i believe she's looking ahead, beyond the fUlfillment of her obligation. she is likely making plans for after she is liberated. she has lived as a rUler and conqUerer for very long time, and probably coUldn't have done so withoUt sUch gUile and foresight.

UU: if she has captUred yoU, it's certainly for a good reason.

UU: i think she wishes to exploit yoUr abilities as a rogUe of void.

TG: pfahahaha

TG: WHAT abilities

TG: i dont have any abilities

TG: except making screens dark which as superpowers go is lame as hell

UU: none that yoU have gotten in toUch with yet.

UU: bUt rest assUred, yoU have them!

UU: it's like i told yoU before, remember?

UU: a fUlly realized rogUe of void can do remarkable things. things which even other god tiers woUld view as miracUloUs.

TG: like what?

UU: why don't yoU see what it is the qUeen woUld have yoU do?

UU: then yoU may look inside and determine whether yoU have it in yoU to do it.

TG: man

TG: whatever she wants

TG: even if it IS an enemy of my enemy kind of thing

TG: i dont think i could ever bring myself to help her :(

UU: that is Understandable.

UU: jUst do whatever yoU feel is right. i'm sUre yoU will make the correct decision.

UU: yoU see, i trUst yoU too, roxy. ^u^

TG: daw thanx callie

UU: oh no...

TG: what?

UU: OH NO!!!

UU: WHAT IS *SHE* DOING HERE???

ROSE: Mom? ROXY: mom?

CALLIOPE: NO NO NO NO NO! THIS WON'T DO AT ALL!

CALLIOPE: A LIGHT PLAYER? A LIGHT PLAYER???

CALLIOPE: HAVE YOU GONE MENTAL? WHY DON'T WE JUST BURN A BLOODY BONFIRE IN HERE!

CALLIOPE: HE'LL SPOT US ANY MINUTE! ASSUMING HE ISN'T ALREADY ON HIS WAY TO BLOW US ALL TO KINGDOM COME!!!

CALLIOPE: NOT THAT IT HASN'T BEEN DELIGHTFUL! BUT EVERYBODY OUT!

CALLIOPE: OFF WITH YOU, LOVE!

CALLIOPE: SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO!

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