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iamknicole · 1 year

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Lies & Old Faces

HAHN/HAHN AU Fic

(Ignore that it's daytime in the pictures, it is currently nighttime the same night from previous fic.)

What Caleb said would be a quick trip to Mitch's home was halfway through it's second hour. The older man and Charles explained what they knew of what happened and what Treasure had told them to Mitch. The fact that he reacted calmly didn't hide the rage in his eyes. The rage that was also in his daughter's eyes hours ago. Even though Marco wasn't Josh's favorite person, he felt bad for what was coming if he wasn't careful. The three men that sat around him at the kitchen table had been discussing the matter at hand without raising their voices in the slightest, no inflection, nothing. It was as if they were discussing the weather and not plotting.

Feeling a tap on his arm, Josh came out of his own thoughts.

"Huh?"

Mitch chuckled, "I asked if you're still with us? You good?"

"Oh yeah, yeah I'm good. My bad. I'm listening."

"Don't worry, we won't be too much longer. I know you're dying to get back to babygirl." Caleb joked.

Josh cracked a small smile shaking his head.

"I'm good with yall, I ain't gon stay long when we get back to the house anyway."

Charles raised a brow looking at his watch then back at Josh. "It's only 10, you usually stay till 1. It's not like you to leave early."

Wanting to get the attention off of him, Josh just told them he had forgotten to drop something off earlier. He could clearly see it barely worked but with pressing matters at hand they moved past it. In his pocket, his phone was going off repeatedly and he took it out confirming the call to be from who he thought, turned it to silent then put it back in his pocket.

While the men spoke this time, he did better with staying present and responded appropriately. They spoke for another hour before leaving the Malone home.

True to what he said, he stayed no more than thirty minutes with Treasure before leaving. The promise of seeing her the next day was repeated on his way out the door. Though he knew Hanna would get on him for not talking to her before he left, he had to go.

As soon as he put his key in the front door to his home, he could hear arguing. It had been a few days of silence but as he learned growing up, it never lasted too long. He closed the door behind him then jogged up the stairs to the second story then to the master bedroom.

"What's wrong?" Josh asked looking between his parents.

His mother, Mona, broke eye contact with his father to approach him. She rubbed his cheek, putting on a smile for him.

"Nothing, nothing. Your father and I are just figuring some things out. That's all. How's my girl?"

Josh gently grabbed her wrist. "She's fine, she's good. Forreal, what's going on?"

She smiled again, this time wider pushing the waiting tears out of her eyes. He quickly wiped her tears away.

"You just go on to your room. We got it, I promise."

His father, Dru, grunted getting up from the bed, he pulled Mona away. Slowly, Josh moved his eyes from his mother to his father with a look of annoyance.

"Man, what?" Josh asked, sucking his teeth.

"Since you always saving your mama and tryna be the man of the house then here," he barked shoving papers into his son's chest, "Go head and take care of that so she can get off my damn back!"

Josh bit back the words that were trying to come out. He looked at the paper letting out an audible groan.

Mortgage.

Water.

Electricity.

"Every other month with this shit, man? So what was it this time? Prostitutes, gambling, alcohol or all three?" Josh asked as he folded the papers putting them in his pocket.

Dru, who had already been drinking before coming home to a pissed off wife, was in no mood for his son's accusatory glares. He roughly jabbed his finger into Josh's chest.

"I'm your father, you don't question me. This is my house," he spat.

"If it's your house then why is my mama tryna bust her ass to pay the bills in it? Why am I paying bills in it every other month? Especially when you got a damn job!"

Mona tried to step between them, only to be pushed out of the way by Dru. An action that only angered Josh more seeing her lose her balance and fall to the floor.

"You love acting like you got the perfect family and life to other people but you got a problem! And your problem is affecting me and my mama! We barely see you and when we do, it's cause you forgot to pay the bills! Ain't nobody stupid," Josh sneered staring into his father's eyes, "The least you could do is be honest about the stuff you doing so we can take care of it earlier!"

Dru swung, barely missing his son's face by an inch, he staggered a bit now feeling the effects of the alcohol he had consumed. Instead of indulging in the fight that his father wanted, Josh simply pushed him down then went to help his mother up.

"Grab you a bag and come on." He ordered softly.

"No, no, it's okay. Everything's okay, baby. He just needs to sleep that crap off."

Looking back at his father, who was now slumped over snoring, Josh chuckled.

"He does but we not gon be here to watch. You gotta get outta here at least for the night. Aight?"

Knowing that he wasn't going to let up, Mona smiled at her son before going to pack a small bag. He watched her for a moment until she disappeared into the walk in closet then he went to his father. He didn't want to but he knew helping him was the right thing to do so he moved him from the floor to the bed before going to pack his own bag.

An hour later, Mona was settled into the hotel room and sleeping peacefully while Josh pondered his next move. He counted the money in his duffel bag, there was enough to take care of the two smaller bills and the mortgage for at least four months but it would put a dent in his savings. He knew if he paid it up then it would be something less for his mama to worry about but to get it back he would be sacrificing his sleep again. Chuckling to himself, he didn't even know why he wasted his time even thinking about it. No matter what he would always pick the option that eased his mother's stress.

The next day he made sure his mother knew that the bills would be taken care of. The smile on her face warmed his heart but if she knew how he was actually getting the money she wouldn't be this happy. Telling her that the money came from Caleb sounded much better than telling her that it came from selling drugs. He had given that life up until a year ago when he realized his mama was killing herself trying to save the house and the bills. And as long as he let her know that Caleb didn't want it known that he was giving him money, Josh felt like he was in the clear.

Just as he promised, Josh pulled up to the Williams home at 2 o'clock that afternoon with candy and snacks having spent the morning knocking the bills out. He didn't bother knocking, just walked right in and closed the door behind him.

"The favorite has returned!"

He heard a squeal that made him laugh as he walked into the living room. He put the bags down then picked four year old Zorion and three year old Gianna up, hugging them and kissed their faces.

"Yall missed me huh? I missed yall too."

"What you got?" Zorion asked.

"You know I can't come see the crew without all the snacks and candy. Yall been good?"

"Gigi has but Zorion has not," Cameron called out just as Josh put them down. "He stole my damn slim jims."

Zorion grinned. "Daddy said you can't prove it so it didn't happen."

Cameron growled at the kids making them squeal and run, before he followed them he put a hand on Josh's shoulder.

"Mama in the den, she wanna talk to you. And she not happy, nephew."

With that Cameron jogged away after the kids. Taking a few deep breaths, Josh left the living room to go to the den. When he walked in she was sitting in the sofa with her feet tucked under her watching a Denzel movie. He went to sit in the love seat, a comfortable distance.

"Uhn uhn," she spoke not taking her eyes off the screen and pointed to the cushion beside her, "Right here."

With a sigh, he got up and moved to the spot she wanted him in. Five agonizing minutes passed before she said anything to him.

"I told you to make sure you came to talk to me before you left. I waited and you never came."

"I'm sorry," he breathed out rubbing his hands over his knees.

"Wasn't looking for an apology. Looking for an explanation."

"My mom wanted me to come home, I ain't wanna keep her waiting too long."

Hanna chuckled to herself finally looking over at him. "When Lainey lies to me, she can't look at me. No eye contact at all. When Cameron lies to me, he says uuh after every two words. When Treasure lies to me, her eyes get all big and she giggles. Probably nerves."

"Yes ma'am."

"Benny ... he calls me Mommy when he lies to me. Caleb answers then changes the subject quickly." She continued as she watched him pick imaginary lint from his pants then his shirt.

"Yes ma'am."

At this point it was an automatic response. He knew where this was going and had no idea what else to say that wouldn't get him popped.

"And you ... when you lie to me, you fidget and the bridge of your nose sweats."

Josh subconsciously reached to wipe his nose then breathed out a chuckle. His nose was indeed sweating and the fidgeting thing was on point. It made him feel good that she paid that much attention to him but also vulnerable.

"So let's try that explanation again. Better yet, tell me why you haven't been sleeping again. I'm listening."

He sighed. Still not willing to tell the truth, he'd settle for a half truth.

"Ma been working a lot of overtime, guess she knew he was gonna be short again or felt it. You know when she work nights at the hospital I stick around to keep an eye on everything and her." He explained truthfully. "And I didn't stay last night cause my dad was calling me constantly and I knew that meant they were arguing so I went to stop that."

"And where is she now?"

"We went to a hotel last night so she's still there resting."

Hanna leaned over to kiss his forehead and cheek. "You're still not telling me something but I'll leave it for now. Go take my pain in the butt grandchild and get your mama. She shouldn't be alone,she should be around people."

Josh bit the inside of his cheek, "No, she okay. She like having her silence."

Marcie snorted as she entered the den with popcorn. "It's you thinking Mama was asking. Boy, go get T and go."

Hanna laughed, raising a brow at the young man. It made him laugh as well. As he was getting up, Marcie plopped down on the other end of the sofa. He leaned to kiss both of their cheeks before leaving the room and heading upstairs.

When he got to her room, the door was open so he stood in the doorway watching her for a moment. She was watching a movie and knitting, something she had picked up from his mom.

"I swear you just a little old lady." He joked loud enough for her to hear. Her eyes darted up, her middle finger made an appearance next. "Now I don't think that's very nice or ladylike, miss thing."

Laughing, she sat her stuff aside and got up to hug him. They squeezed each other tight, staying in their embrace for a couple minutes before pulling away. Josh checked her hands, glad the bruising on her knuckles was going down.

"You actually came. Didn't think you would." She told him honestly.

"Why is that?"

"You didn't call me last night and I know that means one of two things so figured you'd be tired," she shrugged.

Josh moved an eyelash from her cheek, holding it out on the tip of his finger for her to blow and make a wish. He smiled watching her do so.

"Never too tired to kick it with the fam," he told her. "Put your shoes on, you ridin' with me."

Excitedly, Treasure went to put her sandals on and grab what she needed. "Oooh, where we going?"

"Calm your spoiled self down," he laughed. "We just goin to get Ma and comin back."

"Hmm well you still owe me ice cream but I can wait. Let's go get my other mama."

Josh playfully scrunched his face up. "She my mama not yours. Now come on and don't bring that purse. Leave it here."

"What if I need it?"

He tilted his head, staring at her. "Do you ever need it with me?"

"No."

"Alright then, put that shit down."

Raising a brow, a slow smile spread across her face as she put her purse down. He nodded turning to leave out the room knowing Treasure was right behind him.

The brothers and Caleb decided they should have a barbecue. It was a nice day, Josh's mom was with them and obviously needed to be cheered up so why not. Cameron sent a grocery list and money to Josh after they left to get his mother while they set the backyard and patio up. A couple hours later, the men were barbecuing, the women were making the sides and desserts and the children were either running around playing or in the pool.

Lainey peeked out the slide door with a smile. Cheyenne noticed and went to see what she was looking at.

"Whatever was bothering him, doesn't seem to be bothering him anymore," she said softly to her sister.

"That or it doesn't matter when he's with Treasure."

"Either way I'm glad he doesn't look so stressed out. He's far too young for that."

While the two sisters spoke, Mona asked to see Hanna alone so they stepped into the living room. Before she could think about it, Mona hugged Hanna tight and quick.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just thankful."

"It's fine, I'm not opposed to hugs. And shoot," Hanna chuckled, "I'm thankful for you and your son too. Yall are good for my grandbaby."

Mona nodded, smiling. "Yeah, Treasure is a handful but a good handful. Her and my baby mesh really well. He may not wanna admit it but he is crazy about your grabdbaby."

Hanna laughed. "Oh don't I know it and she feels the same way about him."

Mona grabbed her hands, giving them a quick squeeze. "Josh told me that Caleb doesn't want it mentioned but I just couldn't be in your house and not thank the two of you."

"Thank us? For the invitation?" She chuckled. "You're always welcome just like your big head son."

Mona laughed. "I mean that too but I mean for the help. If it wasn't for you and your husband I'm not sure how I would've gotten those bills paid."

"Oh the bills we helped pay? Oh that's what you're talking about."

"Yes and I know that you all didn't want me to pay you all back, I still plan to. It's too much money to just be giving away," Mona sighed softly, "I just really appreciate you both. I do. I feel so blessed to have you all in my life and his."

Hanna smiled at her, making light of the conversation. Everybody was having a good time but she made a mental note to ask Caleb about that later. She didn't mind it but something about it didn't sound right.

The sun had set and the family moved the good time from outside to inside, on the den. All of the kids, except Treasure and Josh, had gone up to their rooms to rest and do their own things. The teenagers sat on the floor, somewhat away from the adults but still within eyesight of everything. Earshot as well but they honestly weren't listening to the adults. Treasure had him unraveling and rolling her yarn for her while she knitted as they talked softly with each other. The adults eyes would wonder over to them every now and then but left them alone mostly.

"Yall know I found out that Mona is actually from Maxine," Melissa told the group. "I had no idea."

Eddie frowned a little. "Maxine? Really? You must've minded your business cause I don't know you and was there for awhile."

"I minded the business that paid me," Mona chuckled, "And its been awhile since I lived there. I think Josh was about three or four when my husband got orders for the base here and we moved. After he retired a few years ago we stuck around here, liked it way better than Maxine."

Eddie's frowned turned into a smile. "I knew I liked you."

"So you got family and stuff there?" Benny asked swatting Lainey's hand away from his stocking cap.

"I do. Not much though. My mom passed years back, my father is in a home there umm my sister, her husband and kids are there."

"You go visit?" Cameron asked leaning into her answers.

"Not like I should. I'm always working and honestly, my sister is," Mona paused to chuckle, "She's ... well I'm more honey than vinegar and she's more vinegar than honey."

Lainey nodded. "Oh so she's a little witch. Gotcha."

They all laughed following Mona's. Continuing to with their conversation, bouncing around to different subjects the group continued to enjoy themselves.

"Grab my phone out my pocket please, baby bop." Josh asked softly. His hands full with trying to untangle the yarn she tangled. After digging it out, he had her answer it and put it to his ear.

"Hey, Auntie. Whats up? ... Yeah we good. Why? ... He lyin, we good." Josh paused listening and rolling his eyes. "You gon come for no reason ... so what you ask for if you were already ... yes ma'am ... yes ma'am ... ima send it."

After they hung up, Josh had Treasure send the address to Auntie then cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, yall ... sorry to interrupt."

"What's wrong?" Mona asked quickly.

He huffed a little. "Auntie on her way, dad called her. She said she wanna check on you. It's aight I gave her the address, Pop?"

Caleb smiled, he never got tired of hearing how comfortableJosh was calling him that. He was another grandson that Caleb was not complaining about having. "Of course, we're not gonna keep her from her sister."

"Unless she get crazy then we gon get crazy right back," Zion shrugged.

Ten minutes later the doorbell rang, Marissa went to let them in. She stared at the two people on the otherside of the door.

"Oh hell no. What do you two want?"

"I'm here to check on my sister and nephew, especially now that I know they're here with you fools."

Marissa chuckled biting her tongue. "Know what? Come on in."

She shut the door behind them then led them to the den. Marissa got their attention and the room fell silent. Mona got up to greet her sister and brother in law before turning to the family.

"Well this is my sister, Natalie and her husband, Lushion. You guys this is Josh's best friend and her family."

The room was still silent.

"Oh hell no!" Marcie snapped. "Absolutely not."

"Now I know you fuckin lying," Melissa groaned.

"I gotta be dreaming," Lainey chuckled, "I gotta be."

"Girls," Caleb called out.

Mona chuckled nervously. "So I take it you all know each other?"

"Lulu, what the hell is your ass doing in here? Get out." Eddie fussed allowing Cheyenne to keep him in his seat.

"Eddie," Hanna called.

Josh nudged Treasure, who had zoned out focusing on her knitting. "Remember I was telling you about my annoying ass auntie," he whispered, "that's her."

Treasure looked then did a double take. "What the hell?" She said louder than intended.

"Treasure!" Caleb, Hanna and Charles called out.

"Sorry, sorry I just ... I don't like that lady or him." She shrugged.

"I see not much has changed," Natalie hummed folding her arms, "Especially not that disrespectful ass lil girl. Joshua, what are you even doing here hanging around with this girl and her family? That's why you got ya mama acting like this, cause you with them."

Lainey covered her face laughing and calming her nerves. Had to be the worst luck in the world. Charles stood putting his hands in his pockets.

"You can say almost anything you want about whatever adult in this room you want but when it comes to my daughter, my children period, you're gonna watch your mouth." Charles spoke in an even tone. "I don't allow anybody to disrespect my children. Are we clear?"

"Oh please, yall know just like I do how disrespectful that lil heffa is but yall aren't phased by it cause she got it from her damn mama." Natalie huffed. "Mona, Josh, let's go. We're gonna go back to the house and figure this out."

Mona stopped her son. "Natalie, this is why I don't visit. Nothing is wrong with this family, me or my son. We are fine. I'm sorry you drove all this way but leave. You're not gonna disrespect them."

Natalie narrowed her eyes at her little sister, Lushion stepped in.

"Listen, Mona, just come with us and let's figure this out. We can tell you everything, including why you and Josh shouldn't be mingling with them."

Mona shook her head. "I'm not a child, I'm grown, I can take care of myself. Please ... leave."

Natalie grabbed her sister's arm making Josh jump up,dumping the yarn off his hands. Charles quickly stopped him before he got close to his mother, Uncle and aunt. Treasure got up, standing behind her best friend.

"Don't grab on my mama like that," Josh sneered.

"Aye, don't talk to your auntie like that. Have some respect," Lushion fussed sternly.

Eddie pushed his wife's arm away, pushing himself up off the sofa staring Lushion in his face. "You have some damn respect for my family's house and get out. Use that tone with him again, you gon wear an ass whooping out this world on your way out."

"Nobody scared of you, Eddie."

"Don't gotta be scared to get your ass whooped, Lulu."

Mona tried to get her arm free. "Nat, seriously, let go. I'm grown."

"If she wants you to let go then let her go. Don't be a bully," Treasure spat.

Natalie pointed at Josh and Treasure. "Just like him, you need to mind your damn business. Your disrespectful ass in grown up business. Stay your lil fast ass in a child's place."

Lainey stood from her seat, still chuckling but there was nothing funny. Charles told the teenagers to go upstairs and make sure the younger kids were sleep then go in her room. Lainey pulled her earrings off, her sisters followed suit. Eddie was in a staredown with Lushion, his brothers minus Charles who was preparing to grab his wife, standing behind him. Hanna told Caleb to step in.

"My husband already told you twice not to comment on my child. You don't get a third warning. I love your sister and I hope she forgive me but you gon wear this ass whoopin."

As the arguing and struggle ensued, Josh and Treasure sat beside each other on the floor in front of her bed. Through her closed door they could hear muffled arguing not able to make out words but they didn't care.

"Are you really related to that lady?"

Josh chuckled. "I ask myself that same question. A lot. Unfortunately, yep. You good though?"

"Yeah," she nodded, "I'm good. Wish I could see my mama beat her down though. You okay?"

"Stressed but I'm aight."

They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Are you selling again?"

"What? Why you ask?"

"You had to pay the bills again and you've paid up a few months. That's a lot of money from your savings, Josh."

Josh fought internally with himself. "Nah, it wasn't bad. I'm still good. I'm not."

Treasure stuck her pinky out to him. "Promise?"

Josh linked his pinky with hers, feeling beads of sweat on his nose. "Yeah."

"Good cause its not safe and if you go to jail I'm gonna be mad at you."

Josh kissed her head, choosing not to respond and make any of it worse. The two of them watched a movie drowning out the downstairs noise until they fell asleep.

#hahn #not quite au but au i guess #hahn au #treasure malone #have and have nots

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blkkizzat · 3 months

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Haiiii babes!!!! Hope u been well 😙

(Literally just came from rereading plug choso once again to keep it fresh in my brain hehe) istg i love him so bad but….nicki was right, trauma is the way. Him sharing that blunt with gouda bitch has me steaming every time smh. I would fuck cho infront of her but she dont deserve to see the dickk!

Venus in gemini and mars in aries HELP HSJKSKSK NO OKAY U and toji would be so good for each other 😭 yall can play games and he drag u back in so u dont get too bored hehe. My mars is in leo and my good friend studies astrology and she deadass do be saying thats the corruption kink placement hehe, plus i got some virgo in there too so my shit is obsesseddddd with corrupting purity whoops (and obsessive + possessive AF like i wanna be someone's first and their everything) which is so true cause i be fucking with ppl to make em obsessed with me and ion even want them jdksks. I js cant do virgin reader bc i have a SA trauma which sucks bc there are so many virgin reader fics and i gotta sit em out which is why i flock to shit like otaku!gojo where the man is a virgin like that heals me so much u have no idea lmao (even tho this pussy can squirt by itself, i would show virgin gojo all the tricks hehe) Yes ma'am i do fuck w astrology, and recently tarot a lil bit 👀 got me a lil reading and erthing hehe

Tbf i dont feel like u have a truly irredeemable character because they all have some sort of bg story (okay lets ignore reader from gf!choso literally killing a man bc DAMN when i say the dialogue you gave him had me stressing tf out, like i almost had an angry cry when he was airing out shit at the party. The bat scene from there was so iconic tho) like even plug choso, reader is a brat but i rlly feel like its bc shes an overachiever which i vibe w soooo hard. She's the definition of "honey u need to get some dick and RELAX" bc she trying to do it all and none of it is for herself. Im similar so i see her bratiness as a defense mechanism iykwim. Ngl the ending of pt 2 had me scared bc like i can dish it out, but i cant take it LMAOOOOOO like choso shared a blunt w some other bitch and i was already in tears istg he gon have to make that up to me smh. YESSSSSSS i love with the characters are still downbad for the reader even when she's a bitch like, thats the kinda ride or die i wantttt.

I feel u bc i cant do angst that effects the reader lol.

Guestprofessor yooooo i love that dynamic!!! I rarely read gojo (or geto too) bc i rarely find a version of him that doesnt turn his charisma into fuckboyness like it just aint for me, but w.e the girlies enjoy :p

Ohhh i do need to check out those websites even tho i have nowhere to go rip. I love me a gown but they almost never reach past my shins 💀 got that damn amazoness genetic smh

LMFAOOO ur so real for that. Tbh cho could be a virgin and id still talk to him like a two dollar hoe 😭

Sending u all the good vibes frrrrr its always fun chatting w u too kali babes 😚

🍒 anon

Awe you are so sweet reading it again. I hope I can get the next part out tonight for u, I’m getting 2 people to read so once they are done I will make changes and post.

LMFAO im crying cause you are like the 3rd person who told me that part had them heated. But hehe funny you should mention fucking him in front of her…. *shhhh*

Yeah no I would need the games to keep me interested lmfao. Oooh corruption kink! you know until Choso I never had one of those but I just want to ruin him dskhfkjhdkHSa. But relatable, sometimes you just flirt because you can LOL

Oh no, im so sorry to hear about your SA trauma. I completely understand. While I don’t necessarily have drama, I think another reason I lean towards bimbo!reader is I don’t like how society places a woman’s value on virginity. It’s a totally different thing that wanting to be someone’s first or even corrupting, cause im into those kinks too. I don’t like when it seems like the whole value of them is their virginity if it makes sense.

I actually own a tarot deck too! But I haven’t studied it enough to do it on my own. I’ve had mine done by friends before though!

Lmfao yeah gf!choso reader is also a bit crazy, when I eventually do the p3 to that, it will go into more of how she doesn’t have bloodlust like choso, and actually wants him to slow down a bit so he doesn’t get caught (gf!choso finds himself not needing to kill as much bc he has reader as a stress release). But she doesn’t have qualms with blood or the fact he’s a serial killer lolol. She kinda slow lowkey lolol. Her mind: “killing is bad. But I love Choso and he loves me so Choso is good too.” I mean she joined his major cause she watched Dexter so she aint the brightest bulb. jhdfkhdskjfhsd. <3 Unlike plug!choso sorority bimbo tho, she is never ashamed of Choso and wants him to come to frat parties as her date (which he reluctantly goes to because he’s whipped and jealous as all hell). Ahhh I rambled about this too much lol

Oooh how tall are you if you don’t mind me asking? Im 5’7 and some of the gowns I got from there drag a bit so maybe you’d have more luck with them!

Mwahhmwahhh babes <3333

#🍒 anon #ೃ༝💌⁀➷ 𝓀𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓉мαιℓ #ೃ💌⁀➷𝓀𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓉αησηѕ #⊹♡ 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓃☯𝓃𝓈

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caelin-ismycity · 5 years

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I literally can't believe Altina is gonna be in the game either--- She was just a backstory legend and now she's PLAYABLE?!? Holy mother of God, quite literally! This is some big dicc Tellius rights oh my goodness

ON GOODDDDDD AAAAAAAAAAAAA

i always thought she looked like such a badass woman but nOW,,, nOW??!!? we get like,,, DIALOGUE from her,,,,, feh,,, thank you,, thank you for my food,,,,

#snap chats #yall i couldnt believe it when i saw the art on twitter but jvFLKWEJGLWEV #yall dont understand i saw that graphic of her one (1) time #and I Fell In Love #she's a beautiful woman who dual wields two of the most powerful swords in fire emblem how could i NOT #bitch im gon cry #if i get her yall already know who gon be at the front #unfo11owmep1z #reply

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monstas1ut2 · 3 years

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2/3 Eren Yeager (Smut Warning!)

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That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucka!

The screenshot sound was pretty loud as your back went up and down like a roach sprayed with raid. The male on the other side of the phone laughing his ass off. Well, he wasn't the only one.. but he's the one who took the screenshot.

"Delete that shit, don't put it on Instagram Connie!" Your pretty face was immediately in the camera's view. Your eyes a little wide at the fact that you were caught off guard. But at the same time, you let yourself go in front of the group. That's your wrong doing. But it made them smile nonetheless.

The people who were on the call at the moment were Connie, Jean, and Sasha. The rest were either too bothered to be in such a crackhead group, or they were busy.. probably the first one. Anyways, everyone in first period happened to be your friend, they were all different but they adored you nonetheless... even Annie... she just hides hers pretty well. Anyways, It's almost the end of senior year already and the bond is hard to break..

"That's my favorite song, you can't be catchin a hoe off guard.." you scolded the bald male who still happened to be laughing. His controller in his hand since he was playing nba2k. Jean was also playing but at the moment he was trying to figure out what you were doing.. and he's mad he didn't see..

"What did she do now?!"

"She was throwing her back out of place!" Sasha muffled out as she was stuffing her cheeks with a Hershey chocolate bar. She was also watching Hell's Kitchen on her tv, you could hear it.

"Daddy Jean aint need to hear all that.." you playfully spoke as you bit your lip at him. It was obvious he liked you, not to the point where he wanted a relationship though.. he's just a bit of a man whore.

Though everytime you mumble a 'Daddy Jean' , he's all for it. That's yo bitch.

After a bit of a pause of talking, Connie had picked up his phone and you were now cleaning the table that was in your room. The last time you were in this room, you didn't even have time to clean... Your father was screaming for you to hurry.

Let's explain, this weekend, you are visiting Hange, your mother . She missed you so she invited you to stay for a few days. Today is Friday so you have the whole weekend with her. She had planned Saturday and Sunday. Not to mention, Monday is a holiday so no school.

"Hey guys... uh Armin and Eren having a party.. y'all comin?"

All while Sasha said yes, along with Jean.. you were still jamming to 2-pac spitting his shit. Your hand movements not going unseen by the three on your phone. So in result of not having a response from you, Connie screamed oh so suddenly which caused you to jump pretty high.

"What the Fuck is yo problem!? You bein held by gunpoint nigga?" Your voice showing 1% concern as you moved closer to the phone on your dresser and you stared into it.. quite surprised still.

"(Y/n)... you makin my hair fall out..." Connie spoke as he gave a sarcastic smile and... wow it was hard for everyone to suppress their laughter... your face would turn purple instead of red though..

"Ight~... watchu want?..."

"Eren-"

"Oooh, Eren.." you spoke in interest, your long eyelashes fluttering. This however made Jean and Connie 'throw up' at the same time. All while you rolled your (e/c) eyes.

"Yall do too much-.. and Jean, stay in yo game ight?.. befo I come through the screen and punch-"

"Eren havin a party.. are you going..?"

Tilting your head in slight disbelief that Connie interrupted you. Your eyes rolled as you looked to the side. Obviously leading them on, but at the same time they knew that Hange will let you go...

"Fine. But somebody pickin me up.. and Sasha cuz boo-boo can't drive worth a dime.."

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As much as you hated it, you sat uncomfortably in the dodge... Ugh... It's just something about you and dodge's. The cars radiate fuck boy energy, and guess who happened to be driving this car? Jean..

Though he let you sit in the passenger seat just because. Your eyes staring out the window as you messed with the stockings you had on. They were in a bit of a web, that was the design. You also had on a plaid skirt and this crop top with some white platforms. Oh you looked scrumptious.

The person who put this outfit together in the first place was Hange.

"Baby Jean, you need a new car... cuz-"

"It radiates Fuck boy energy.. you said it the first time you ever saw it... I know.." Jean pouted as he continued to drive to Eren's house. Who was shared with Armin. The two always lived together, some speculated that they were... sparkle sparkle.. gay.. but they aren't.. not that you would've minded.. it just would've been a bummer.

"(Y/n)... Didn't Your father take your car away...?"

Glaring back at Connie, who was wearing a white shirt with black pants and some timbs. You rolled your eyes and looked through your window again.

"Yeah but my car is a Mitsubishi.."

The neighborhood around these parts were quite pretty. Just like where you lived with your dad. But at the same time you were confused as to how Eren and Armin could afford such a place. The first thing popping in your mind being. Drug dealer and then you thought about what Sukihana said about dating them...

That's probably why Levi didn't want you around him... Yeah.. This whole senior year has been Levi making sure Eren doesn't sit beside you... nor have a project with you... It's like he barely existed at first. Though you always had these ways to talk to him. He's not even that bad.. he's quite the hottie and he knows what to say... he's just a flirt, and you edge him on every time...

"(Y/n)! Can you come with me to find the food?"

Snapping out of those thoughts of Eren, you didn't even realize Jean had already parked. A small 'mhm' coming from your throat as you opened the car door. Everyone else doing the same. Lord it was a bunch of people out here. People were outside and inside which was baffling honestly.

A soft hand touched your wrist and started to drag you towards the house door. It was Sasha, her mouth almost watering for something to eat. She told Eren to make sure there was extra cheese in the fridge for her. Hidden... and lo and behold when you both shimmied through the crowd, the cheese was in the fridge. Her eyes beaming as she grabbed some chips as started eating like it was her last meal, nothing out of the ordinary.

"This music actually hits..." you spoke out to nobody in particular as your hips started to move ever so gently. Though as nice as your body was, it looked more seductive than anything. Popping one of those chips into your mouth as your hips continued to wine ever so gently.

The looks you were getting, not only lustful but want... The way your long dreads just complimented your look had only made it worse. The second you decide to stop, it seemed like everyone stopped looking at you. In slight despair that you'd stopped. Though one individual in particular was continuing to stare...

His hand, wrapped around the cup as he'd sipped at the liquid inside. The black ring on his middle finger caused his hand to look hotter than it already was. He had these prominent veins that would just look so pretty on your brown skin...

"She likes you too..." the blonde that was a tad bit shorter spoke to his childhood friend, Eren.

"What makes you say that..." lord, somehow over all this music, and his low tone... you could still feel the vibration of Eren's voice. Just glancing from the kitchen as Eren was sitting on the couch in the living room. Leaning back like he owned the place... well he did.

Fine ass..

Giving him a bit of a stare, your glossy lips curved into a smirk as you glanced at him up and down. All before turning your attention back to your friend who was having the time of her life eating...

"So Sash.. what's up with you and Connie...? Yall gon date.. or-"

"(Y/n)!"

"My bad.. my bad.. I just wanted to know"

The party was a bit lively, more than anything since this is a longer weekend. So everyone was happy.. including you because they were playing your favs. So of course your body started to move again. That skirt of yours being a paid actress in helping you look more hot. Though, what you did not expect was someone coming up behind you...

Now that's nasty..

You whipped your head around about to give them an earful... though... you saw that smexy... face and you looked kinda shocked...

"Oh..." you choked out before turning your head again.. Eren's evil little smirk had caught you off guard. It boosted his confidence even more that you didn't feel the need to even move away from him. His hands slithering onto your full hips.

Man, he was really risking everything this time... considering your father is.. Levi...

This however was thrown out of the window because of the fact that you could feel Eren's... crotch against that thick form of yours. That little smirk on your face only widening as you started to gently rub against him, your back bending over somewhat.

His long brown hair then started to ever so gently fall in front of his face as his greenish eyes stared hard into your body. That harsh little grip on your waist made you feel all different types of high. Gawd.

"You like that huh...? I know.." your cute, but seductive voice made Eren chuckle just a tad. It causing you to almost choke on those words.. This man didn't need to TRY to be hot... he was already smexy.

His hands then started to travel up your body to your arms and he gently pulled you up towards him, your back against his scrumptious chest. All you could do was open your mouth a bit, quite surprised that he wanted to be this close with you.

"Eren... You a lil close... you needa tell me sum?"

The way you spoke, the way you carried yourself... it was new to Eren when he first met you.. but he got used to it real quick and he noticed he wanted something he never knew existed.. and that was you.

"Can't tell you here... but I can tell you in the bedroom..." Eren purred out, his voice smooth as a babies skin, smooth as butter. It caused you to tingle, the female between your legs wanting that more than anything.

Biting your glossy lips, the room started to become hotter than it already was. The people who were in the house started to pile out of the main and started to go outside. It was quite cold outside as well, but the party continues.

"Where the hell is (Y/n)..." Jean spoke to himself as he watched Connie and Sasha become drunks in two seconds. It was obvious he himself could not drink since he is the driving parent tonight.. but he now had nothing to do... he's just wondering where... you are..

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"S-..Shit Eren~..."

The (f/c) nails you had were now digging into Eren's muscular arms as his lips caressed your neck. The seductive kisses making dark marks on your brown, beautiful skin.

Your head being thrown back onto the soft black pillow as your pretty toes curled. Feeling Eren's slender fingers inside of your pussy. His intimidating green eyes watching your every expression, every move. Seeing that your crop top was already rolled up over your pretty chocolate mound breasts that were covered with your bra.

"E-Eren, s-stahp..." choking that out, you could hear the loud rip of your stockings when Eren moved his hand out of them. The wetness of your brown pussy lips being known pretty well when Eren's fingers slid your panties to the side.

"You don't want me to stop... huh...?"

"N-No.."

The electricity shocked through you when you watched Eren stare down into your eyes. Lust and want, all in them as his key necklace dangled in front of your face ever so gently.

His shirt immediately being discarded as he watched your pussy pulse from his fingers being pulled away from it. It was amazing to him how much you wanted him.. it was amazing... it ran something through him...

All you could see was his muscular frame, his hands to match as he easily tore through your bra. Watching the way your breasts fumbled out of the cups. He never seen a black woman's breasts before.. but it couldn't get any better than this though.. is what he thought.

"Daddy~... don't stare at em..." you pouted playfully before licking your glossy lips. Just running your fingers up Eren's arms as you eventually made your way up to his luscious hair. Running your fingers through the locks. Pulling him down ever so gently to finally get that kiss you wanted.

Eren's eyes glowed when he felt your soft lips, the lip gloss giving him this taste of lovely. His lips tasted of some sugar, kinda made you wonder what was in his cup before this.

The wetness of Eren's tongue touching yours as the both of you withered in this naughty, sloppy kiss. Something you both weren't supposed to do.... It was fun, crazy... scary..

"You act all bad outside of the bedroom huh... but you ain't ever have someone touch you..." Eren teased gently, in a whisper against your lips. His hand gripping your chin as he stared at your innocent looking face. Gently spitting all nastily into your mouth and you moaned out seductively. Swallowing it so easily..

"Show daddy you'll be able to take it..."

Eren's cock was so hard in his pants, it being unzipped by him and his underwear was now restricting his release. His eyes staring at your pretty pussy, the wet, pink insides were bright and untouched. Though his pale cock was eager to invade it.

"I-.. I can take it daddy..." your whimpers echoed In Eren's ears as he pushed his underwear down. Your knees being pushed to your chest as you felt Eren's stare. The plaid skirt you had was still on, so you tried to cover your pretty pussy with it.

"Stop... don't hide now.." Eren scoffed out as he gripped under your thighs, the underside of his cock rubbing up and down your wet and gooey pussy.

"Hold your legs... don't move.."

It was so demanding, your pussy clenching already as the wetness dripped down to your other hole. Your pretty, long nails visible to Eren as you held your legs as tightly as you could. Knowing Eren's cock was a monster. You could see it... right between your legs.. right between your brown pussy lips.. the contrast was unbelievable..

"F-Fuck!! Eren~~ ow~" the way your painted toes curled gave Eren a shiver of excitement. Your back arching ever so slightly as your virgin hole was taken away from you. Squeezing tightly around Eren's experienced cock.

"Shh.. it's Ight.. take it babydoll.." Eren's whisper was gentle and sincere as his thumb started to gently rub at your clit. Causing you to swallow your spit, though it spilled out. What also spilled out is your loud whimper. Your legs staying wide open for him as your hand slowly slid up his muscular structure.

"It's .. i-it's so big..."

Hearing these whimpers and words spill from your throat, Eren couldn't help but take his hand and wrap it around your throat. Causing your breath to be taken away oh so suddenly when Eren snapped his hips forward even more.

"Fuck!" Your moan could probably be heard outside as your breasts bounced from the impact. Eren's smirk wide as he felt the tightness of your insides. His necklace going back and forth ever so gently as his pelvis started to clap against you. The feeling was so foreign to you, having someone ram into you like this. But it was Eren... it wasn't just 'someone'..

Your (f/s) scent was powering against Eren's own scent. The feeling of Eren's cock was starting to really take a toll on you..

"A-Ahgh..."

Eren's cock was being enclosed so tightly, you just wet up his Dick so well.. he was starting to become obsessed.. more than he already was.

"Daddy's. little. pussy..." his deep voice echoed in your ears as he started to get a bit faster. Your breasts bouncing even more as Eren made sure that skirt was moved out the way. He wanted to make sure to see everything. His hand squeezing harder at your throat. It was keeping you firm against the bed, like a little fuck doll...

"I-it's your pussy Eren~"

Curling those pretty toes again, you could feel the bubbles in your lower region. The craziest orgasm you've ever experienced... just tip toeing to the tippy top. All you could muster was a pathetic whine. Your eyes watering up behind your long eyelashes.

"I'm-.. I'm cumming..." Your voice was so weak, it sounded like you were passing out almost. Just rolling your eyes back as the bed frame started to hit the wall. Your pussy gushing more than usual as the white cum started to coat Eren's cock a little.

"Shit... yeah~..." Eren growled under his breath, watching you come undone on his pale cock. Your thicker form was just so adorable, looking all bent up. Your locs scattered around ever so softly.

It was like he was fucking a goddess...

Eren was between harsh and soft, his manhandling ways were shown easily by the way he pulled out quickly and turned you over. Your plump ass shaking like jello as his cock easily slipped inside once again.. filling you up for the second time. God you just couldn't wait till you could feel his cum...

"Imma Fuck you till you turn dumb..." Eren spoke harshly as his long fingers gripped at some of your locs. Pulling them and wrapping them around his wrist somewhat. Gaining all control over you and your own body...

He wasn't playing either...

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8uggestionamplifie6 · 3 years

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I've been thinking. Would Anakin and Padme actually be good parents?????

Like, think about this realistically.

Anakin already has a kark ton of problems. For one, he does NOT know how to love unpossessively. Two, he is already super controlling and kinda toxic(?).

If he leaves the Jedi Order to be with Padme and the twins, he would never learn the difference between attachment and love.

(And yes there is a freaking difference. Love is when you care about someone to the point where you want them to be happy, even if it's not with you. Attachment is when you 'love' someone so much that you can't stand the thought of that person being with someone else that isn't you. There is a very clear difference. Even George Lucas said it in a few interviews.)

Like, I'm pretty sure Obi-Wan tried to teach Anakin the difference, but Anakin just never understood it or didn't want to accept it. Anakin wasn't raised in the Temple. He wasn't taught Jedi beliefs and the difference between love and attachment on a daily basis by the creche masters. Instead, he had been freed from slavery, separated from his mother, Qui-Gon got killed, and he experienced a MASSIVE culture shock once he was accepted into the Temple, and he had been paired with an (although good) unwilling master AKA Obi-Wan who only accepted Anakin as his student because of Qui-Gon's final words.

Yes, I know, they do eventually develop an actual strong relationship, but the main reason Obi-Wan fought for Anakin to become his padawan in the first place was because of Qui-Gon. The only reason why Anakin was even accepted into the Order was because of Qui-Gon and later, Obi-Wan's insistence to keep his promise to Qui-Gon.

(Also? Really Qui-Gon? You had nothing to say to your Padawan who was basically your son? Even when you appeared in the Clone Wars, you hardly even cared about Obi-Wan, you just obsessing over Anakin. Like, I get that he's the 'Chosen One' or whatever, but I don't care. You don't treat your apprentice/son like that. And then you had the audacity to force a guilty and crying Obi-Wan who was holding your dying body to promise to train Anakin Skywalker, who Obi-Wan didn't even like for that matter? Like? Bish, you ungrateful nerfherder.)

As I said, Anakin doesn't understand how to love like securely and non-possessively. He was probably taught it by Obi-Wan and the rest of the Jedi, but that information clearly went through one ear and straight out the other.

Maybe Anakin would be a good parent for the first few years of Leia and Luke's lives, but the moment puberty hits? BAM! Helicopter parent right there!

This mainly concerns Leia because in Anakin's mind, she's a girl, she's not a trained force-sensitive, so she can't protect herself, and she's HIS daughter, she shouldn't do this or that, she can't have this or that. She can't have male friends, she can't hang out with any guys, etc. Because Anakin doesn't want Leia to not spend time with him or not be there constantly. He's controlling and he wants to control her life. Like I said, she is HIS daughter, not her own person (scroll all the way to the bottom for an explanation). He'd likely refuse to let Leia go to any parties, talk to any boys, or even have a basic social life.

Things might be a little different for Luke. Anakin might not be as controlling but will still be controlling to some degree.

Moreover, Padme would NOT reign him in or even stop him. She's already shown in AOTC and ROTS that she is perfectly willing to make excuses for any and all of Anakin's bad terrible decisions even though the evidence is right there in front of her face.

Like, she seriously tryna make me believe that killing a ton of innocent people in the Tusken village is good? Sure, maybe SOME of them might have deserved it, but all of them? No, they didn't, especially not the poor innocent kids. Like, Padme, is you good in thy head or not? You ain't see no red flags?🚩🚩🚩 anybody?

Also, in ROTS, she knows that Anakin is fully capable and willing to kill innocent people if he believes someone he loves is in danger/dead, but when Obi-Wan tells her what Anakin did in the Temple to the Younglings, she tryna act all slick like, "I don't be knowing what you talkin about", even though she clearly does. She seen Anakin confess what he did to the Tuskens and now she tryna lie? And on her death bed, she tryna convince me and Obi-Wan that Darth Vader is still good, like, did the dude NOT just strangle you and kill a bunch of innocent people?

I may be dumb, but I'm not THAT dumb, okay? I understand what murder is. Anakin just straight up shanked all of the Jedi in the Temple with the 501st.

Like, bruh, I get you smart and all, Padme, and you a senator and all, but I don't know if have any more brain cells than I do money when it comes to Anakin. And I have 0 dollars right now.

So, like, no, I don't think Padme would stop Anakin in the slightest. She'd probably make more excuses for him, like "that's how he shows his love for you" or "just get over it, Leia" or even "he's your father, let him do what he wants".

In short, the freaking helicopter parenting would continue and Luke and Leia are gonna be trapped because they ain't no trained Jedi. They can't do shit and they are still minors.

Leia/Luke might even run away from home or even Fall (*extreme case**very extreme and unlikely but still possible*) 'cause they are force-sensitive y'know.

Freaking Court might even get involved. Some lawyers might also be called up. Luke and Leia better make sure to dial the numbers of some therapists for their parents, too, and also maybe a mind healer. Neither of your parents are straight in their heads.

Anyways, none of yall gotta agree with me 'cause this is just my opinion, but at least look at it from my point of view first before you hate on me in the comments. Like, I really hope that Anakin and Padme would be good parents but I just don't see it working out (????).

I hghly recommend this fanfic for any interested reader. It explains the problems of helicopter parenting from Anakin very nicely, so please read it. Also, please read some of the comments.

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Let me share something:

"A desperate parent hovers; a good parent guides."

Every parent needs to learn to let go of their kids eventually. The kids are going to leave the nest sooner or later and the parent needs to understand this.

Maybe, during the first 15 years or so, the parent can hover, but once that kid starts wanting to be independent, you gotta start giving that kid some space.

Like a bird, they gotta spread their wings and they can't do that if they stay cooped up in the nest for the rest of their lives. No baby bird is gonna fly immediately after they gain their wings and feathers. They gotta stretch them out first, do a few practice runs, and then they'll finally know how to fly.

Same thing for your kids. If they want independence but you know that they can't handle it yet, just give it to them. They gotta learn somehow. They gotta practice. And you just gotta be there to catch them if they fall.

You can stop hovering and instead start guiding. Because your son/daughter isn't just YOUR child anymore—they're becoming their own person and you need to realize and accept that. They're becoming an adult and your equal, so you gotta stop treating them like they're just your kid. Bc they're both your kid and their own person and you gotta realize that.

You can't keep your kids in the nest forever. Sooner or later, they're gonna rebel against your hovering and they'll cut you out of their lives bc you're being a toxic influence on them and they know it. Then, despite all your desperate hovering to keep your kids safe and in the nest, YOU are going to be the reason why your kids don't want you in their lives anymore.

You just gotta let go.

Yes, you can hover like a desperate parent for the first ten and a half years of your kids' lives, but eventually you're gonna have to stop doing that. Because they aren't dumb ten year olds anymore that need your constant hovering. Now they're teens and now they're adults who are experiencing the real world.

And the only thing you can do is accept that your kid has grown up. Or they will grow up. Or they are growing up.

You just need to cross the line from hovering to guiding.

You gotta let go of the bike sometime and let your kid ride on their own without the training wheels.

You just gotta cross that line. Maybe it'll be a little hard, but when was parenting ever easy? I know that it'll hurt to have to let your kids go, but you just gotta trust them.

You have already spent the last nearly two decades loving them, caring for them, and teaching them all you know. You just have to hope that they'll keep your lessons and teachings close to their hearts and that they'll listen to the occasional advice or two.

You just gotta trust your kid and your parenting skills, and cross that line.

Your son/daughter has become their own person. And the only thing you can do is be there for them, be ready to support them, be ready to give some of your wisdom, and trust that they'll succeed.

For helicopter parents, however, they never cross that line between hovering and guiding, and I'm not sure Anakin would be able to either.

#star wars #sw anakin #anakin skywalker #padme lives au #padme amidala #leia skywalker #luke skywalker #Im not sure if anakin and padme would be good parents #like its possible but realistically? I dont think theyd be good parents #like anakin will probably be kicked out of the order (because he married a senator AS A JEDI and didn’t think to leave)#he just ruined the Order's stance on remaining neutral bc now people are gonna ask if they were neutral to naboo #the political ramifications for it is insane so check out my account bc i got a post about it #anakin would likely never learn how to love UNpossessivly and become a helicopter parent #and padme wouldnt stop him because . she already make a shit ton of excuses for him in aotc when anakin #murks innocent CHILDREN and she's like <; he JUST MURDERED PEOPLE AND ITS OK????#padme is an enabler for the most part and i know she would not stop anakin if he became a helicopter parent when she already doesn't care #leia and luke would grow up in such a toxic environment #yes you dont have to agree but just think about it logically #anakin already don't know how to love securely/unpossessively and if he leaves the Order #he still aint gonna learn and padme aint gonna reign him in #i feel so bad for luke and leia. at least in OT they had good parents #Bail is Best Dad^tm #Obi-Wan you gotta sue this couple and take them kids away. You Bail and Breha can keep'em. Y'all better at being parents #which is weird cause none ya got kids but thats okay luke and leia can be your kids #obi wan kenobi

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bby-d1p · 3 years

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G“So who’s going to go get it?“ Lamelo asked for the literal eight time since we’ve gotten in the car. It was me,Melo and don. “LaMelo if you ask that dumbass question one more time imma put you out my car“ Don yelled gripping the steering wheel.”My bad damn” Melo laid in my lap and started to play with my fingers; specifically my index finger that had Loyalty on it. As a birthday gift for my 18th he wanted us to get matching tatts.”Don is getting the weed ok stop smoking you’re already slow enough“ I whispered in his ear. We hot boxed earlier but melo dropped the blunt in a pile of mud since it had rained. (a/n we woulda had to box ong)

We pulled up to don’s plug I’m guessing; the house wasn’t to shabby, we were on the east side NOLA so its not all glammed up like the west side.The bright green roof and windows didn’t compliment the sore orange and tan panel on the outside. It’s a two maybe three story house. A brolic walked out the house.He had on a black wife beater(a/n we hit women jkjkjk), grey sweats and some ugly ass green shell toe Adidas. Don pulled at least 50 dollars out of his bag. He closed the door of his black and grey Cullinan almost busting his ass on the wet ground causing melo and I to screech. I felt a cold hand trickle up my thigh.”You he gon be gone for like 15 minutes” Melo whispered in my ear. “Um no he’s not“ I smiled as don got back in the car. “dammit“ melo mumbled.Nigga feenin for some cat.

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Don started to hand melo the bag. “Mel- nevermind April you rolling ion got time for my shit getting dropped again“ Don handed me the iridescent bag with two big cookies and what looked like enough to foll 4 fat blunts.They cut their eyes at each other. ”How much did this cost“ I said with an astonished look on my face. “Like 45$“ he shrugged so did I not bad. These cookies are big as hell. I began to grind the substance through my fingers into the pineapple Game wrap.I felt a flash go off from beside me and then got a snap notification. Melo captioned the video; Her focused face😭😍.

“I don’t make a face when I’m focused” I rolled my eyes as I sparked my blunt close to my lips. “Um not I get to hit it first“ Don attempted to take the blunt from me. “I rolled every one their own. It’s enough to roll at least three more blunts“ I handed don and melo their blunts. “AP shotgun me” Melo called my by the nickname he gave me sparking his blunt as wel.

Apparently he thinks calling me a piece jewelry of is cute.He took a puff blowing out the cloud of white smoke. “Okay“ I smiled scooting closer to him. “Yea no if yall gon be on this shit I’m finna call Aiesha. Yall be TOO horny when you get high “By the time he finished his sentence I was already in Melo’s lap puffing out smoke as he rubbed my thigh with his free hand. I jerked my head back and Melo made a face. “Everyone most likely wants to fuck me. So I assume everyone wants to fuck me even more because who doesn’t like to fuck after we’ve smoke three blunts?” LaMelo and I said simultaneously and laughed.

“You ready“ Lamelo licked his lips damn he’s so fine when he’s high.”Yea“ I took a puff before blowing the white smoke in his mouth. Just to be a dick he blew the smoke through his nose. I wanna know how to do that but he won’t teach me. “Why“ I made a pouty face. “Because I’m cooler than you“ He chuckled hitting his head on the head rest.”hey y'all” Aisha greeted up through slurs she is high as fuck.We all spoke”im cooler in the bedroom though.” I whispered in his ear running my fingers down his waves and grinding on his lap just to be a tease.I felt him grow and smirked.Don already smoke half his blunt “Don how yo shit half gone already?” I laughed hysterically shit is so much funnier when you’re high.

“BROOO I WANT SOME NAGOMI” I yelled getting off his lap making him cut his eyes at me.”Omg yess bitch yesssss” Aiesha did a little twerk in her seat causing me to slap her ass.”Melo put on yo seatbelt” I tapped his shoulder.”I don’t want to”Lamelo shrugged. “Don’t be feeling on my girl nigga” Don bucked at me starting the car, and just to be petty, of course i blew her a kiss. She pretended to catch an put it on her lips making Don break check us. “GOT DAMN NIGGA” Melo yelled rubbing his forehead because he hit it on the back of Aiesha’s seat.”I said put on your seatbelt” I nicked his neck.

After getting our foo he headed to

“Stop fucking touching my CRawfISh“ Melo’s voice crack as I took another piece of crawfish from his plate snickering hysterically. “yo who ate my cookies?“ Don said with annoyance in his voice.Aisha,Melo and I looked at each other for like two seconds and busted out laughing. “yall not smoking with me no more“ he kissed Aisha’s lips. “If I wanted to I could take you bitch.” I spoke honestly while LaMelo screech hysterically.”Ahh my nigga she just PLAYED THE FUCK OUTTA YOU“ Aisha began laughing at lamelo.”lets not forget who dropped our blunt bitch“ he shot back at melo making him stop laughing. “Yea bitch shut up“ I picked with Lamelo. He got a tight grip on my neck. “You better stop talking out of turn before you’re not able to talk at all.” He growled. “okay“ I said trying to front but I am DRIPPING okay.”I’ma bout to go to the bathroom that crawfish ran through me” Lamelo disgustedly announced.

” now that melo left; man I’ll bet you five hundred you can’t even make my girl wet” Don flicked his blunt in an ashtray. “You for real?“ Aisha and I asked at the same time. “On my soul“ He patted his chest, “Bet“ was all I said before Aisha climbed on my lap after I motion her over. Because I always win bets I started to kiss down her neck making her grind her his on my lap. “I don’t have a dick what are you grinding for?“ We busted out laughing. “My stomach hurt!“ Don wheezed. “Getting a factime call for Don Julio“ siri spoke. “Why are you facetiming me were in the same house“ I rolled my eyes.

“Back to what you were doing I want my five hundred“ Don commanded. “Or yo just wanna watch free porn buut since I’m getting five hundred why not.“ I smirked deviously as I grabbed Aisha’s neck putting my tongue in her mouth. “MMM“ She groaned into the kiss as I felt on her ass.I started to slide my hands in the back of her pants. “If we go that far imma steal you from melo. now if you’ll excuse me; I have to go change my underwear.” She ran off my lap and upstairs. “Bro here“ Don plopped a stack of money on the table with an attitude. “thank you“ I said as Aisha came back downstairs.“ Yo the moon landing is fake and I know you was getting ya freak on with Aisha and I ain’t mad about it” Lamelo yelled coming back from the bathroom giving me props and sounding dumb as fuck. “How?“ Don grew intrigued. “There was wind messing with the flag in the video but there are no trees or anything in space to create wind so what the fuck?“ he rubbed his waves, sitting back.”Oh shit I don’t know“ I scratched my head.

#melo #Melo imagines #🍃🍃

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chaneajoyyy · 5 years

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Hey girl! How are you. Would you please be able to provide a list of M’Baku fics? Or maybe link to one you’ve already done? Thank you so much!

M’BAKU FICS (UPDATED)

- all fics and headcanons- @plussizeappreciationfics (search m’baku x reader)

- just for tonight series, crown royal on ice, two left feet- @ghostfacekill-monger

- warm colors series- @mermaidchansons (search m’baku x reader)

- just the way you are series (included), making changes, they don’t know (you’re one in a million) series- @iliketowrite1996

- crop series, boxer!baku series, long live the chief series, bluff, in full bloom series, into the grey series, snow day, blood in the snow series, cities on the horizon series (continuation of blood in the snow), all things better with time series, peaches in a plastic cup series, echos and wind series, the arriva series, the smoke series, it just reminded me of you that’s all, defending her honor, i need your shirt for reasons, i love you you know?, math was never my strongsuit, love in the time of neo-soul, come away with me, at the end of the day, heart eyes under pictures, ember, sweet georgia brown, under a starlit sky, reflection, jabari engagement, ships in the night, pickles and peanut butter, just like honey, fear of falling, what i wanted for christmas, careless whisper, rope, snow day, countdown, thigh ride, house hunters: jabari edition, drunk m/baku, halloween, jicho and the glasses, the three hundred, poem series- @muse-of-mbaku

-healing gardens series, it’s complicated series, extra credit series, just business series, coming home series (with what’s for dessert?), warrior spirit, diplomatic affairs, fading away, gemini rising: birthday edition, @jellybean531

- untitled series, close to heaven (starbound) series, love is a losing game, loving you is poison, this house we live in series (with yours and yours alone), it’s cold- @katasstrophey

- baby stay, beautiful form series, are you cold?- @avenging-fics

- some weeks are better than others series, play though? series, moronic jealousy, risky dreams, world’s best baba, santa cant bring me what i need (included), wakanda got yall (included), fictober 24 series (you know this, you this to be true), people like you have no imagination, but i will never forget, try harder next time, i know how you love to play games, you know this you know this to be true-, i’ve waited so long for this- @eerythingisshaka

- fever series, work for me series, m’baku smitten by your presence- @mbakusthrone

- shopping series- @mbakusprincess

- where i belong series- @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

- all fics- @supersizemeplz

- black panther trinity parent drabbles (included), her first steps, m’baku’s reaction to sick!reader being clingy, m’baku headcanons, hc: m’baku falling for a girl who is almost too busy with books to really notice his flirting attempts, tiny warrior, how do you think m’baku would feel towards his s/o visiting other countries, to provide, m’baku wants another child, how m’bkau and his s/o would roast each other, hc: giving birth to multiple sets of boys (is twins, triplets, quadruplets) for m’baku, m’baku’s reaction to being called thick daddy in front of him, hc: having a baby girl with m’baku, shea butter, m’baku x tall chubby reader, hc: what it’s like to be married to m’baku- @black-mcu-imagines (scroll for m’baku x reader)

- bali, indonesia; not gon cry series, yearning for m’baku, metting m’baku, bruised and breathless, baby it’s yours, teasing m’baku- @babygirlofwakanda / @brwnsugababe

-big chop, still in love- @theficplug (still in love) - (scroll down for m’baku)/ @maleficentcheekbones

- her mountain of bliss series- @aloevverified

- brown skin, oh angel, forever mine, best baba ever, the heat of trinidad series- @artisticestheticreads

- blood demon-@hearteyes-for-killmonger

- give it to me, mr. stamina, tradition series, truth or dare series, the garden, princess, 2 hours, would you rather?, i’m right here- @sonofnjobu

- all imagines- @mcusocialimagines

- he spills (included)- @captainsaveasmut

- all moodboards- @babybluepeaches

- no, you can’t take a break; scraped m’baku headcanon, m’baku titty worship headcanon, the prince series, wakandan boys foot fetish (included), is this love? series (included), v.i.p., you owe her an apology- @madamslayyy

-crawl into your sleep series (m’baku x muse), angel in disguise series (included), umdlalo series- @terrablaze514

- all fics, drabbles and hc’s- @laketaj24

- ikiumkani wam, river goddess, young god, ngelosi, sugar & spice series, chokola- @pocmarvelworks

- prove it series (included-stupid cupid)- @wawakanda-btch

- best mistake, hennessey series, m’baku’s wife: countdown, m’baku’s wife: flowers in the hallway, m’baku’s father daughter dance-hc, m’baku’s wife’s big chop, m’baku: best mistake, m’baku’s wife: gold- @imagine-mbaku

- m’baku nsfw headcanons, make you feel my love, daddy m’baku & your daughter vs you, m’baku gets to know you- @loganzhowletts (search m’baku x reader)

-to be lost- @marvellovegalore

- turtleneck, a punishing tease series- @hidden-treasures21

-all fics, blurbs, headcanons @brownsugarcocoabutterwildflowers (scrooll for m’baku x reader)

- first time, birthday request, thank you next, truth or dare (included), karaoke night series, party time, issa fake plant, i missed you- @iwannalearnhowtoship

- pancakes, heart of ice, visiting hours (included), pancakes- @bakarilennox

-chanllenge day: the aftermath- @taterjoseph (scroll for blackpantherimagine)

- missed you, lucky i love you, clumsy series, when you listen- @i-jus-wanna-writehappy

- gaining favor- @littlemessyjessi

- made in sunshine series, t’challa brings m’baku on a diplomatic whatever, caramels- @lesqui

-snowfall series, the chosen one series, a new way, the beginning, say yes series, a seat on the throne- @devnicolee

- welcome to the jabari series, the chose bride series, polygamy series- @snowbaku

- hair day- @sisterwifeudaku

- bookworm imagines (included), you are beautiful series (included), hair folicles series (included), beads of temptation series (included), for the good of the jabari people series, without your approval series, the weight of series, wakandan boys as a kpop group (included), wakandan supernatural aus/imagines (inlcuded), wakanda as warewolves imagines (included), your best nightmare series (inlcuded), moodboards (wakanda as 80′s movie the lost boys, wakanda as 90′s movie the crow (included), willing heart- @youreallyshouldtalkmore (check masterlist)

- imagine being nakia’s sister and catching m’baku’s interest series- @thekrazykeke

- 4 series- @tgigoldie

- cabin in the snow series, fated instinct series, price, whipped cream a la m’baku- @greennightspider

-ife wa gbona- @blackmarvelfics

- the princess and i series- @thirst4fictionalmen

- jabari illness- @thatonefanficalien

- newcomer in te tribe, please stop making me fall in love with you!- @thepaperpanda

- all m’baku fics- @wakandanblogger (scroll for black panther x reader, m’baku x reader, black panther series, black pantherm’baku, black panther one shot, masterlist)

- our love in color series and its one shot no interruptions, what would you have me do? series, another heir, forget his name, full body, satisfied, a well deserved rest, have it your way series- @wakandan-flowerz

- having children with m’baku, m’baku in a relationship- @haechvn (search black panther x reader)

- hot springs series (with stay and family)- @brvcebanter (on masterlist and search m’baku x reader for family)

- formalities, m’baku as your husband headcanons- @gaytonystark

- m’baku drabble/imagine #1- @lady-olive-oil (under winston duke baelist)

- imagine: m’baku, your new boyfriend, promising t’challa, you best friend, that he’l treat you right; imagine: m’baku trying to be casual about inviting you to stay with his people for a while, imagine: being an ambassador between the royals and the jabari tribe and everyone knows you and m’baku have a thing for each other, with bets on how long it will take for one of you to say something; dating m’baku would include- @obscure-imagines (search m’baku imagine or scroll for obscure-imagines and hit m’baku imagine for more mbaku imagines)

- dating m’baku headcanons- @starryeyedmillennial (hit the first m’baku tag in search bar)

- being an outsider and falling for m’baku would include- @black-panther-imagines (scroll for m’baku)

- persuasion- @angelofmusic36

- the line- @im5ftbutmythroat66

- untitled m’baku drabble- @itsjustyazz (scroll for black panther fanfiction)

- hennessey homies (included), soft series- @hoopshoney (scroll for black panther fanfiction)

- still beautiful- @blackreaderstation (scroll for my writing)

- again- @persephones24

- golden series- @the-stories-in-my-head-95

- pretty brown eyes, american!reader meeting m’baku would be like… series (with american!reader meeting m’baku would be like… part2 and date night)- @icycheri (click on mbaku x reader)

- moodboard imagines: m’baku marries a western woman, m’baku’s wife is from the river tribe; m’baku and your daughter, the princess- @wakandascrystal

- m’baku teasing you on how shy and clumsy you actually are inlcude, m’baku and t’challa fighting over you would include, having a child with m’baku would include, losing your virginity to m’baku would include, m’baku finding out about your size king would inlcude- @underratedcharactersimagines (search mbaku)

- the argument- @pantherxrogers

- to tame the wild, black panther greek life (included) @sweettea-and-honeybutter (scroll for masterlist)

-never enough)- @hogwarts–imagines

- beneath your beautiful- @ashanti-notthesinger

- sweet thang series-, the best part, bow to me- @wakandamama

- even as a shadow (even as a dream)- @sugardaddytonystark

- thick reader losing her virgininty to m’baku, a beautiful family- @wonderthor

- just my imagination- @kittenwritesstuff (search mbaku x reader)

- m’baku fluff alphabet- @ourhappylies

- the gorilla and his children- @non-stop-imagines

-show me who you are series- @fanficsj (scroll for m’baku x reader)

- those left behind- @thepokyone

- the dark, the night, the dawn’s light, the deep fall,and the cold- @master-sass-blast

- m’baku x reader, i like the original- @master-of-junk

- punishment series- @ljb-novels

- will you stay- @justsomewritingsandshit

- my ocean and your mountains series- @mo-anz

- proud- @akamaiden

- protector of her heart series- @fictioninmyblood

- laughter series (with: joy)- @imagines-plus

- a cause for celebration- @melonshino-writes

- and i you, my love; hands, his girl, untitled, you are mine- @marvelmaree

***IF I FORGOT ANYONE/YOU WANT ME TO ADD YOU, HIT ME UP!!!***

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thehomierobbstark · 5 years

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Kissing Strangers II: Communication

Shame [Prelude] // Kissing Strangers [Part I] // In The Cut [Side Story]

A/N: Annndd we’re back yall!! I know I disappeared for a long while this time, but I’ve been writing and strategizing in the background and I’m hoping I can publish at least some of the things I’ve been working on very soon. Forever thankful for your patience. Forever grateful for your support. Always humbled by the fact you guys allow me to do my thing offline and come back when I need to. Y’all are unreal, and the love is very very real, and I don’t think I can ever put into words how much all of you honestly mean to me ❤️❤️❤️. Anyway. Back to this story. A tiny insight into just one of the things I’ve been struggling with and trying to overcome this year, so I decided to put it into a fic and share it with yall. As always, thank you for the support and I hope you enjoy!!!

Warnings: Minimal Erik appearance, this is mostly x reader based. We on some Softgirl shit this chapter ya’ll. There is a POV change at the very end, hopefully it doesn’t read too confusing.

This is for all my lil cute ass black gorditas out there rockin back fat, belly rolls and thick ass thighs that touch!! x Reader is always gon be black, chubby, and sassy.

Sidenote: No tags this round until I can get a few more pieces out but all new stories will be linked in my bio!

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“…You know I still don’t see what the problem is, Y/N.”

You throw your head back, silently groaning to keep your friend on the other side of the line from hearing you.

You knew you should have called Simone instead.

“Um, hello??? Did you forget you had me on speaker phone, bitch? Don’t be grumbling under your breath at me goddammit, you know I’m right! And don’t you dare call Simone ass either after we hang up. I love her, but she’ll have you overthinking and seeing problems that aren’t really there. You know how them Scorpios be.”

You mumble a defeated ‘fine, OK’ at her and grab your phone, relocating yourself over to your vanity table to continue your conversation while you do your hair.

Reaching up, you tug the t-shirt wrapped around your head free as your damp curls fall over your face, turning around to drape the wet shirt over the back of your chair.

Tying the front of your hair up in a bun, you grab your spray bottle and one of your brushes and start to spray and detangle your hair, the leftover conditioner in it from the shower helping to make the process easier.

As you gently smooth your brush through your curls and fall into your hair routine, you start to ponder on your current predicament, allowing your friends wise words to penetrate your mind.

Maybe you were overthinking it.

“Don’t get silent on me now, Y/N. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

You take a deep breath, trying to filter your thoughts and make some sense of them.

“I don’t know, Kay. I don’t really know how to explain it. I just feel like he’s not…interested.” You shrug your shoulders even though you know she can’t see it, not really knowing any other way to explain yourself.

“Okay. And what makes you say that?”

You inhale, taking a small scoop of leave-in conditioner and working it through a section of hair while you think.

“I dunno. I feel like when we do talk, its great, and there’s a connection there. But sometimes there’s these long periods of absence with no communication, and when that happens I feel like I’m always the last one whose reached out, you know?”

Raking your fingers through your curls one last time, you watch your coils shrink up in the mirror, the tights spirals coming to life after their first layer of moisture.

Unclipping another section in the back, you scoop some more product into your hands, repeating the process.

“Okay, I can feel where you’re coming from. But let me ask you this: what do you mean by long periods of absence?”

Your hands pause in your hair, and you bite your lip, knowing your next words are gonna make you sound like a complete dumbass.

“Uhh…”

“Yeah?” Kay prompts you to continue.

“Umm.. like… two or three days… sometimes?” Your voice gets really small and high pitched at the end, knowing you were being a little ridiculous.

“…Girl.”

You add some additional info, hoping maybe it will help your case.

“Sometimes it’ll even be a whole week tho, too!”

“Y/N.”

“…yes, Kay.”

“You know Erik is in the military, right?”

You roll your eyes, annoyed at the reminder of a fact you knew and thought about often yourself, especially when it came to this issue.

“Yes, I know that Kay.”

“Okay, then you also know that he probably has a lot on his plate and he’s most likely constantly busy all the time.”

You kiss your teeth, absentmindedly running your fingers through your hair again, more-so in a frustratedly-busy way than in a hair-care way.

“Yes Kay, I know that. But come on now. Let’s not act like people aren’t constantly on their phones all the time nowadays. Not to push the tiresome ‘millennial narrative’, but who goes days without checking their phone anymore? It’s not like that nigga is out fighting a war, he’s doing combat training.”

You can hear the undertone of complaint and whining in your voice, and you absolutely hated it. Here you were, a Communications major and Black Women’s Studies minor, and you were getting bothered some dude you kissed once, (okay, twice) wasn’t talking to you enough.

You had yourself fucked up.

You hear chuckling on the other end of the phone and your internal rage subdues itself for a moment, irritation taking its place.

“Damn, Y/N. You must really like this guy.”

You cross your arms, slouching down in your chair while you pout, having too much pride to grace her with a response. She continues, already knowing the look on your face.

“In all the years I’ve known you, I’ve never seen you get so worked up over someone. He must really be something special.”

You grab your phone, holding it to your face and practically yelling into it.

“HELLO!! Did you not just hear what I said? I just told you this nigga is borderline ignoring me and you just called him ‘special’!”

More laughter takes over on her end again and you toss your phone back on the table, finishing your section and unclipping the last one in the back, muttering under your breath about Erik being a special piece of shit.

Once Kay finally recovers from your mini tirade, she speaks once again, full of a wisdom and knowledge you knew your stubborn ass needed to hear, even if you didn’t want to at the moment.

“He’s not ignoring you Y/N, and you know that. The only reason you feel like this is because you have strong feelings and you’re not sure if they’re being reciprocated or not, and the long distance certainly doesn’t help. Have you told him how you’ve been feeling?”

You sit there and delay a moment, nestling a little more into your stubbornness because of the fact that her words just punched a hole right into the wall of insecurity you’d been maintaining over the years.

She waits for your response, already knowing the answer.

“….No.”

Her voice softens. “Okay, but how do you expect for him to know how you’re feeling if you don’t tell him? You’re letting yourself overthink and go through all of these emotions by yourself, meanwhile he’s half a world away thinking that everything is fine. If you don’t clue him in to what it is you’re going through, he won’t be able to help.”

Finishing with the bottom half of your hair, you wipe your hands off on the damp t-shirt and unwrap the rest of the hair on the top of your head. You frown at her last statement, not liking the way it made you feel.

“I don’t know if he should even have to help me with any of this though, Kay. I mean, these are my issues. I’m the one whose clearly having trouble with this, it’s not fair for me to ask him to help me figure my shit out.”

She makes a hum of acknowledgement while you continue expressing yourself.

“I mean, how would I feel if some dude came to me with a mountain full of problems expecting me to fix them? I’d fucking laugh in his face and walk away. I can’t ask that of him.” The more you thought about it, the more you realized that you had a lot of unresolved issues you were still healing from. What kind of person would you be if you involved yourself with someone else, knowing that?

“Okay. I can see where you would think that, but you’re thinking about it in the wrong way. You think that if you open up to him and tell him what you’re feeling, that it’s the same as asking him to fix your problems. But you’re not like that, Y/N. In fact, you’ve never been like that.”

You think a moment about what it is she’s saying, trying to decide whether or not you agree.

“I mean, think about it, Y/N. When have you ever asked someone for help? I mean genuinely stopped and reached out to someone else, or even told them when you’re having trouble with something? You don’t, hun. You’ve always dug your heels into the dirt and rolled up your sleeves to get it done by yourself because you don’t trust that someone else can really be there for you the way you need them to be. No matter how many people you have in your corner ready to fight for you.”

You think about all the lectures and scoldings you’d gotten from friends and family over the years because of the times you’d soldiered at something alone rather than take the help that was offered to you. You’d felt that if you always needed someone else to help you get through something, then what did that say about your own strength and ability to take care of yourself? You’d rather die struggling than ever give someone else the power to say that you wouldn’t be anything without them.

“Look, Y/N/N. I know this is really hard. And I know this is something you don’t like to talk about, but if you like this guy as much as I think you do, you’re gonna have to learn how to let go and trust that you and Erik are building a relationship where you can truly depend on each other. That includes communicating your feelings even when you’re not sure how the other person will receive them.

It’s gonna be scary as hell, I won’t lie. But you gotta know deep down inside that love can’t exist in the same place that doubt lives. You gotta trust the process.”

You’d stopped doing your hair completely now, sitting back and twirling a finger around one of your strands while Kay talked.

It wasn’t like you didn’t understand exactly what she was saying. Kay definitely had the bulk of experience between the two of you when it came to romantic relationships, and the thing you’d come to really admire about her throughout the years of your friendship was her ability to always put herself back out there once again with an open heart and mind, no matter how badly the last relationship may have ended.

Your own inability to deal with your emotional vulnerability was something you were far too aware of, and you’d seen it affect your personal relationships time and time again, your current situation with Erik just being the most recent example.

It was rare for you to catch feelings for someone, and to be honest, the fact that you and Erik had made it this far into whatever it was you guys were doing had you shaken to your core. Every moment and interaction with him was completely new for you, and your uncertainty with navigating this new ‘thing’ was starting to show with your recent anxieties about the situation.

You really wanted to believe that Erik was feeling you, because it was too late to deny your feelings for him. But there was a tiny little voice in the back of your head always saying something to keep you guessing, making you doubt whether or not what the both of you had was even real.

It was time for you to make a decision.

“Y/N? Y/N? You still there?”

You blink yourself back to the present, clearing your throat and picking up the phone, taking it off speaker phone and holding it to your ear.

“Yeah, I’m still hear, Kay.”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Yeah.” Your voice sounds far away, still deep in thought as you reflect on the mental hurdles your mind was trying to overcome so you could figure out how to move past the fear holding your heart hostage.

“Well okay, girl. I don’t want to hold you up, but I want you to think about what I said some more, OK?”

You chuckle a little, nodding your head as you answer your friend.

“Okay, Kay. I will. I promise.” You add on the last two words, knowing that if you said them, she would believe you. You always kept your promises.

“Good. I expect a full report tomorrow morning when I call you before work!” She laughs too, halfway serious. “…And Y/N?”

“Yeah, Kay?”

You can hear her quiet back down a little, the soft tenderness of her voice seeping back into her words once more as she spoke.

“Do me a favor please and try to call him, okay? Just, try and talk to him, at least once. That way when you hear his voice and listen to what he says, you’ll know whether or not what you feel is real.”

Your breath gets heavy and your heart skips a beat, almost feeling it in your throat. Call him? You hadn’t thought of that. Come to think of it, you’d never called him.

Other than the last time you saw him in person, pretty much all your communication had been through text except for the occasional video message.

“Can you do that, Y/N?” Your best friends compassionate voice speaks in your ear, and you swallow thickly, nodding your head.

“Yeah, I can do that I think.”

“You promise?”

Damn. Should’ve never said that shit.

You roll your eyes, stifling a deep breath. “Yeah yeah, I promise.”

“Good!” You can practically feel her cheesy ass grin through the phone, already knowing it was plastered on her face triumphantly from giving you the challenge.

“Love youuu,” she sings out over the phone, and you kiss your teeth, groaning.

“Love your annoying ass too. Now get off my phone, wasting all my damn minutes.”

“Bitch, now you know damn well you ain’t got no one else to talk to to be kicking me off like this.”

“GOOD-BYE KAY.”

After a few more rounds of back and forth and finally hanging up (but not before agreeing to call her back in the morning with allll the details), you walk over to your nightstand and plug your phone in, returning to the vanity to finish your hair.

After slathering your strands in a second coat of hair cream and deciding against using a gel this week, you glance at the clock, noting that the night was still young and you had time to cook and clean the kitchen like you’d planned. Tying your hair up in a high pineapple, you slip on some fuzzy socks and head to the kitchen, stomach grumbling hungrily.

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A couple hours later you plop down onto your bed, completely exhausted and ready to relax. Pulling your bowl of shrimp scampi over to you, you spike a shrimp with your fork, popping it into your mouth while you flip through the channels to find something to watch.

Your eyes glance down to the time on the cable box, seeing that it was only about 7:30.

It should be about 10:30 where Erik is, now.

The thought had crossed your mind before you could even stop it, and you close your eyes, willing yourself to get control over your thoughts.

You promised Kay you would call him.

Goddammit. You slam the remote down on the bed, it making a soft thud against the comforter, and you sit up, placing your bowl onto your nightstand and picking up your phone, unplugging it.

You twirl it around in your hand a few times, trying one last time to try and find a way to talk yourself out of it.

But of course, the one time you actually want the nagging little voice in the back of your mind to say something, she’s as quiet as a mouse.

Before you can second guess it, you quickly open your phone and tap the screen until you reach Erik’s contact, finger hovering over the call button.

It’s time to make a decision, Y/N.

Fuck it.

Taking a deep breath, you press the phone icon, pressing the phone to your ear as you wait for the call to connect.

When it starts to ring, you tense a little, bringing your knees to your chest as you wrap your arm around them, feeling your nerves start to creep up on you.

By the third ring, you wonder if maybe you caught him at a bad time, remembering what he’d said to you once about having a strict bed ti-

“Hello?”

You pause, your mouth agape as your eyes widen, your words getting stuck in your throat.

“Y/N? Are you there?”

You open and close your mouth, not sure what to say.

“Babygirl?”

You finally get the breath back in your lungs, and you speak.

“Yeah, yeah I’m here. Sorry, I just, I didn’t know what to say. I…I’ve never called you before.” You give a weak chuckle, your fingers winding themselves tightly around the hem of your shirt.

“I know. Is everything okay? Are you okay?” You can hear the worry in his voice, and you could kick yourself for accidentally making him panic like this.

“Yeah I’m okay, Erik. I’m okay.”

“Okay, good.” You hear his voice calm a little, followed by a whoosh of breath. “What’s up then, baby?”

You feel your insides warm at the pet name, your cheeks twitching at the corners into a small smile.

“Nothing, I um…”

You fist your free hand into a loose fist, twiddling your fingers against one another as you struggle to get the words out.

Just say it.

Closing your eyes, you try again, clearing your throat.

“I uh… I miss you.”

~~~~~

Three thousand miles away at the Natick, MA US Navy Department, Erik stands outside the Naval Operations building, the rough sound of two M1161 Growlers noisily passing by in the background.

It had been a tough week, much like the past four that he’d been struggling to get through without losing a part of himself in some way. He knew you always went to bed early for work, so he’d been putting off talking to you for another few days until he had time that he could set aside and devote to just you.

But here you were, on his line, calling him out of the blue. And the sound of your voice was the sweetest thing he’d heard all deployment.

His cheeks ache at your confession, much like his heart, and he bites his lip to keep from smiling like a lovestruck teen.

“I miss you too, babygirl. More than you even know.”

#okay it's 1 in the morning and i have work tomorrow but i WILL put this in my bio tomorrow okay lol #thehomiefics #erik killmonger #erik killmonger x reader #erik killmonger x black!reader #black panther #bp #black panther fanfiction #black panther fandom

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sweet-xoxo-thatcares · 4 years

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(Pt. 2)

She said but you just ate with one hand, just now.

And then something similar to, I could just do it in the morning, its not like he needs the clothes right now.

Then she says don't do that to your father. You promised that man that you would do it.

I reminded her that I told him I would try.

So, now I was pissed off tbh because I didn't see it as a big deal and plus I was tryna be slow downstairs with one hand. I personally don't care for bats in the home. We had tried the night before to get it out, but I'm easily scared to jumpscares in movies. The bat popped out at me and I went back upstairs to the main floor. Me and my little sisters even went down there together and the bat couldn't get caught.

Ok, so after I talked to my mom. I went back to my room to rant a little bit about it and changed into some long pants. I know bats don't bite, but no one wants to get swayed by a bat in undies. I went back downstairs a little heated and with a broom in my hand. I had to walk past my mother, who was in the dining room, to get to the kitchen, which was where the basement door was. I tossed the dustpan (yes I admit in an attitude like fashion) on the floor, and she immediately rushes over and yells behind me "what you got an attitude for?" As I was near the 2nd step of the basement steps. I remember yelling at her to get her hands off of me and to get out of my face. Because at this point I was already coming down here to do my dad's laundry to not piss her off. Had i had stayed in my room and not done the laundry, i probably would have avoided this fight, but she would have still been angry at me for making excuses about not doing it.

So, yea. She pushes me while I'm on the steps and she's still yelling at me for being disrespectful and then I pushed her back because I felt like I was about to fall. And then I'm so caught off guard by her yelling wayyy to close to my face, and almost being pushed off, two of my teenaged sisters had to grab her off of me, they saw me push and yell back at her before, so one of them locks the chain on the door in front of me. Locking me out, while i was still on the basement steps because my mother kept blocking the door. It happened so fast. So me being pissed off and out of breathe from yelling that felt like screaming, I go face the bat and do the damn laundry like I was supposed to. Since I was down there. And yes I was still heated that she even thought that was fair and reasonable to try and push your daughter down the steps over a dustpan. I go back upstairs to the locked door and asked if I could be let out by my sister. Because I wasn't trying to hurt mom. Mom was trying to hurt me. They pulled you off of me. And may I add this was only the 3rd or 4th fight we've had get that physical in the house to where it only got violent when she would put her hands on me or get disrespectfully close to my face. Except this time she was yelling, grabbing, pushing and spitting in my eyes as she yelled. She knew what she was doing.

My sister opens the door, and she's still tryna get into it, getting in my face again. At this point I really didn't feel like talking but something didn't feel like me actually talking. I was holding myself back from not punching her in the face. But I need block my face from her face by putting my hands up, palms side to me, so she wouldn't keep spitting on me. Sorry this is all I can remember, spitting, yelling, those crazy eyes, and me holding my adrenaline back. I was yelling at her at her in a direct tone like my father. In defense mode, while she kept lunging forward yelling over me, "Weren't you being disrespectful? Weren't you being disrespectful? Didn't you have an attitude? Didn't you throw something in my house? You gonna disrespect me in my house?" Meanwhile I'm yelling in a more broader tone than I was earlier, because she's not listening to me. She's just tryna get me to accept her point so there wouldn't be a discussion. I yelled how is it logical for you to push me down the stairs over me throwing a dustpan. She was acting like i threw across the room. I said yea, I threw it, admitting the action, but how is that being disrespectful to you're? She said it was because I had an attitude and that I disrespected her rule, not to throw things in her house. But then I brought up my case, how is me, my feelings towards you, an attitude, justified to be pushed down the stairs She? She wasn't hearing it. Nor did she want to. My sisters tried to back her up by saying mom, she's not listening. There's no point. Like there was no point in arguing. But she just kept yelling that same line "you were being disrespectful, so yes I get to put my hands on you." "By pushing me down the stairs?" "Yes, if you living in my household, and you being disrespectful, yea, I get to beat you down, stomp you, all I want to if you living in my house and being disrespectful" I said that sounds crazy. "She said if you don't like it you can call your grandmother. You can get the fuck out." And I said so if I have an attitude, you gon really do that. That sounds fucking ridiculous. She said call your grandma. And she got closer to my face with her hazel eyed contacts now creating this dazed out look I've never seen before from her upclose. She said "You didn't know you was living with a lunatic? I'm either all right or all left." And I said "oh yea, that sounds bipolar." I felt like I was talking to a Villian. Cruella De Vil. Harley Quinn. All mixed together. That wasn't the mother I knew. She had reached a new level of pissed off.

She laughed and said "Well, if you don't like it, Call your grandma. Leave." And I said bye. She still blocking the walkway. "You act like I wannabe here" I said putting up my dad's front. She said what you still here for? You said bye." I said "Greyhound don't open until the morning, so I'll leave in the morning." She ended it with following me still yelling talking about me wanting to have the last word. I said what you still talking and following me around for. You're the one who's still yelling. Tryna prove your point.

I couldn't believe i held my breath in my chest that long. I hadn't cried until I tried to lay down in my bed. But I couldn't because I was still petrified in the disbelief that my mother would try to go that far to prove to me that I was wrong. Yes, I admit having an attitude and yes I know we not supposed to throw anything in the house. But the dustpan was not directed at her, the attitude was. And she didn't like it. And popped off. But how is my punishment fair, but you still think that you were right to do that to me because you're my mother. I'm 24, and I still lived at home with my mother. My dad didn't get off until 11 that night, he probably would have done what my sisters did, except not lock me in the basement. Encourage us not to fight. But usually if he yells at me for doing something wrong, i cry and just walk away.. Because i hate disappointing my father. I love that man. He said on the phone, what did i do to get her there ever? I said she got mad at me because I threw q dustpan and i had an attitude when i did. And i mentioned the previously discussed argument about his laundry. He said yea, but yall don't be cleaning up the house too good, plus she had a bad day at the store earlier too. I was a little sick from hearing that,, because now I'm hearing what i heard all these years from him, differently this time. He had been enabling her behavior when she pops off like that.

And since I could remember growing up with my mother, she always disliked a sour face, a frown, or even just us crying after they would yell at us or discipline us. Forcing us to change our faces and to fix our attitudes like nothing ever happened. Is emotional manipulation of power. It taught me that I'm not allowed to be mad, sad, or get upset at my mother and father for whatever reason. And its sad to say, to this day I can't talk about how my parents actions towards me made me feel growing up and now as a 24 yr old. I still lived in that trapped, child mentality that those negative feelings were wrong. I was wrong to feel that about anyone and especially my parents because I should have been grateful.

But I never thought those lines they told me in order for me to stop having an emotional tantrum or to stop crying in anger, fear, and punishment; to correct me....ended up affecting my relationships with other people. My friends and significant others, whenever I am mad at you I fear that I will get angry like my mother and lash out at you, I fear that you will turn away and reject me, punish me with neglect of emotional support if I tell you all of what you make me feel. Because I am such an emotional, sensitive person, I know words hurt and I hate being controlled. But I also hate hurting other people. I don't know how to calm down immediately after someone close to me does or says something that I don't like without responding in the way that normal people do. So I either hold it in, runaway, or I cry it out later in a boiling rage in my room or in my journal. Most likely tumblr for people to see.

After that happened with my mom, I called a cousin to ask to come pick me up (because I have yet learned how to drive do my punk ass anxiety that I will definitely get over this year after this scenario) and after she couldn't, I tried to fall asleep. But my body was so in pain, my heart broken, and me in fear kept watching the door in my room. Hoping my mother wouldn't try to do something else to me or make me sleep outside on the dirt. This was when I noticed something had been dripping on my leg, and it was coming from my hand. I had realized my mom must have stratched off the boil of my burned hand because there was a stratch mark down near the side of it towards my wrist. I didn't understand why God wanted me to prepare for being on my own this way, but then I thought maybe this was teaching me a lesson. Don't be like your mother and hold stuff in. Because she probably was holding stuff against me and that dustpan was the cherry on top 🍒.

Because I had recently popped off in a text that I didn't know was gonna be sent to somebody I still cared about, (I blocked her, thinking it blocks both ways) and I sounded just as enraged as her. And somebody else who broke my heart too. These people broke me and wanted to express myself. But there are healthier. And I ain't gon lie, As brave as I felt in my dad's argument voice, standing tall, defending myself; that was the most scariest moment in my life. I could have fell, had I not pushed my mother back. I woke up with my back, my hand, and my chest in pain. Packed up my stuff, said goodbye/I love you to my sisters, my hamster Coco looking waking up early like "bitch what's going on? I heard some crazy shit?" and called a lyft. My mother and father didn't even turn around from the couch to say goodbye to me. No I love you's. like we used to. Nothing. My dad didn't even text me later on that night until I got to Grand Rapids. He said how's it going?

Did he really want an answer? I said peaceful. Safe.

He encouraged me and said that you can do it, the career, the car, the loft (I always talked about getting one) and I just felt heart broken then.

Even on the bus ride there, it felt I had an out of body experience. I watched all of the people I love leave me and who I didn't say goodbye to, because we were no longer talking or just didn't know I was leaving I thought of too. My ex friend Charles felt sorry for me. And I couldn't call Jay, that hope you die message...pretty sure they wouldn't care or thought I deserved it for being cruel. My life flashed away in one night.

And everytime I closed my eyes all I could see was her spitting into my eyes. Her face, so full of hate yelling at me. And my left hand will forever be a message. Like Zuko from Avatar scar on his face. I felt like Anakin from Star Wars. I felt like I had just lost my mother. My whole right side from where my heart used to be. I felt so cold, so numb. And with my scar exposed, people at the bus kept looking at me like she's crying and her hand looks gross. My anxiety, my adrenaline, was in pure shock. Because reality set in on that bus ride. You're on your own.

And real life is a bitch. There are no happy endings. No one to save me. I had to do what I could to protect me. And I'm so glad my dad's energy took over, protecting me from doing any more damage. Cause if I had tried to fight her back with my fists, she probably would have called the cops on me. And my father wouldn't have wanted to speak to me.

I'm grateful for my grandmother giving me a place to lay my head on her couch with her and taking care of my wound on my hand and encouraging me to read the Bible for comfort right now. Cause she knows how homesick I am and how depressed I already was before the fight.

I have to heal from this wound on my hand and in my heart. I thank God for me even still being alive. Cause it could have been alot worse. I still need to forgive my mother, Jay, Ayunna, Charles, and all my other exes who disappointed me, let me down, and couldn't care enough about me because they were emotionally unavailable at the time. I need to move on from this fear of abandonment, neglect, and stand up for myself. I need to grow up and be the mother and father to myself that I wished I had. The ones where they emotional support and calm you down when you get angry to talk me through my feelings and pain. Ones that don't encourage me to fight or let somebody walk all over me just to keep peace. I need stability, courage, strength, self-love, and The Love of God to keep my head afloat. To keep moving forward.

#trauma #toxic family #ptsd #bpd #depression sucks #growing up #reality #real life #emotional neglect #heartbreak

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chocojjk · 6 years

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Eggs

summary: badboy! changbin if you squint

words: 7k

warnings: one mention of death by illness

a/n: this took way too long cause i got so lazy lmfao, slide into my inbox with prompts cause idk what to write after this

not edited per usual, im lazy :(((

you and changbin lived in different worlds

changbin has always been the schools most notorious bad boy

along with his group, 3racha

he was the typical bad boy -- gets into fights, wears leather, barely shows up to class, etc.

after watching countless of rom-coms, you and i, reader, should know that bad boys like to keep to themselves

and they won't bother you unless you cross their territory, not at all different from changbin

someone bullies one of his friends???

you might as well run now , because he will be coming for your ass

he catches you talking shit?

you should probably say goodbye to your mouth and have a doctors appointment ready

the point im trying to make is that seo changbin does not take shit from anyone

which doesn't really matter at this point because everyone has learned to fear him

on the other hand, you're, what they say is a “good girl”

too caught up with your books and your grades, in the library 24/7, worrying too much about the future you envision

you stayed away from drama as much as possible, happy with the 2-3 friends that you have

and,,,

well,,,

you probably saw this coming,, but just in case you didnt, ill say it

your two different worlds are about to collide

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youve been searching for a little over 20 minutes to where he could be when you finally spotted him at the table all way in the back of the library

you let out the deepest sigh, you shouldve figured he would choose that table jfc

‘he really is sticking to his reputation’ you think to yourself as you made your way over to him

“hi, im y/n, i'm your tutor,” you say, giving him a soft smile

changbin doesn't even bother to reply to you as he got up and left

you were left standing there like,,,

what the fuck just happened ??

before you finally snapped out of your confused trance and chased after him

catching up to him you grab his arm, putting a complete halt to his movement

and suddenly the library was even quieter than it should be

every single eye in the room focused on the interaction that lies in front of them

the notorious bad boy and the goody two shoes,,, how incredibly cliche

he looks at you, his eyes dark and unreadable

the expression on his face was emotionless yet it felt like he was crushing you under his stare

finally noticing that your hand was still gripped around his arm, you quickly let go, letting out a small “ehem”

the tension in the air was thick, it felt like someone just put a dark cloud above your head and you couldn’t blow it away

god damn this was awkward

not even the good awkward where you can laugh about it later, this is the kind of awkward situation that hits you in the middle of the night and suddenly you're just cringing at every bad thing you have done in the past

“uhm, im suppose to tutor you,” you try to say confidently as soon as you found your voice, but really it was barely above a whisper

“maybe show up on time,” he says, his voice as dark and as strong as his aura

and with one final look at you, he walked out of there

you didnt bother anymore, you knew you were at fault

‘we’ll try again tomorrow,’ you think to yourself before your best friend, hyunjin walked up to you, pulling you outside the library

“dude are you okay?”

“uhmm, why wouldn’t i be?”

“i just saw you talking to changbin”

“ok and ?”

“he’s bad news y/n,” your best friend says, warning you

“ i dont really have a choice hyunjin” you reply

you think back to 3 days ago when you were called to the principal's office

not gonna lie, you were shaking in your boots,, only bad kids get randomly sent to the principal's office

as you entered the room, Mrs. Seo was already waiting for you behind her desk

“hi ms. l/n, i dont think weve formally met,” she says, reaching out to shake your hand

“ its nice to meet you”

“ please, sit down, make yourself comfortable,” she continued, pointing to the seat right in front of her

sensing your nervousness she quickly added a, “don't worry, you're not in trouble”

phew

your brain was starting to hurt from trying to rack what you must have done wrong to be seated in the big office

“ why am i here then if you don't mind me asking?”

“ ah yes, i need you to tutor my son”

,,,,,

(◎_◎;)

,,,

“umm, why me?”

“you're top 1 in the class, is there anyone better than you to do it?”

well,,, she wasn't wrong

you mentally pat yourself at the back for this, happy that your efforts were being noticed

“don't worry ms. l/n, if you succeed, i’ll make sure you get into any college that you desire “

‘pshhhh, im top 1 ms seo, i can do that on my own’ you think to yourself

“....and fully paid for.”

well, shit , how can you say no to that offer

its literally free education right in your fingertips

what's the catch??

“ you can do that?” you ask

“ of course. i know very important people. so what do you say?”

and after a few minutes of contemplating within yourself, you finally agreed

“ also, while you're at it, i want you to change my son's reputation.”

and there it is

“ i'm sorry?” you reply,, maybe you just misheard the fact that she literally asked you to change her son

“ i don't just want you to tutor him in english, i want you to make him a better person.”

“how do you expect me to do that?”

“be his friend. teach him the ways of life, i'm not always gonna be around to get him out of trouble. You're a smart girl ms. l/n you'll figure it out.”

without giving you a final say, she ushered you out of there but not before she added

“ one last thing ms. l/n, dont tell anyone about this.”

the way she said it was so scary, and its like a spell was casted on you and you could only utter out an

“ of course mam”

i guess from her standpoint, she made sense

“ i just dont understand why Mrs. Seo chose you out of all the people”

“ we’ve already gon over this hyunjin”

“ yeah yeah, its cause youre the smartest of the class-”

hyunjin continues to talk however you’ve tuned him out as your eyes went to focus on changbin, himself

greeting the rest of his friends, an actual smile on his face, much different from the changbin you encountered a couple minutes ago

he gets up on his motorcycle and was about ready to put his helmet on when he felt someone staring at him ( i told yall, tYpiCAl bad boy )

he whips his head around in quick search for the culprit

and for the second time that day, you found yourself looking in the dark brown eyes of the the one and only, seo changbin

his smile quickly disappearing once he found your eyes

putting on his helmet whilst still maintaining the eye contact, he quickly drove away and you can't help but continue to just watch his figure retreat to the size of a dot until he was completely away from your line of vision

the next day - friday

you were in the library, seated in the table changbin used the day before

unlike yesterday, you were there dummy early

exactly 30 minutes before the actual tutoring session

he wasn't going to get away this time

finally , the chair across from you gets occupied, a backpack loudly flopping its way unto the table

he doesn't say a word,

he doesn't even look at you

he just sits there, staring at the table between you guys

“uhm, i think we got on the wrong foot yesterday, im y/n”

you say, a wide smile on your face, trying to change the atmosphere

he scoffs at this

‘omyfuckinggod who does he think he is’

‘im gonna fucking murder this kid’

‘his mom was right when he said he needed to change’

as much as you wanted to just punch him in the face, you plastered a small smile on your face instead

“should we start?” you continue

“i guess”

for the next hour, you learn that changbin doesn’t even need tutoring

he was definitely smarter than he lead on

he knew the answer to every single question you asked and didnt even seem like he was trying

“uhmm, changbin can i ask you something?”

he just nods at you, urging you to go on

“are you failing your class on purpose?”

and with that he stands up, giving you a small smirk, “i think this session is over,”

“i-okay- i-i’ll see you on monday!” you say even though he was already a good 5 feet away from you

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as you laid in your bed that night, you wondered why the boy chose to fail his class

but no matter what scenario you could think of, you just cant understand it

is this what privileged people do ?

they know that they can get away with anything so they dont even try ?

‘aish, why am i thinking about him,’

‘y/n stop it’

‘ahhhhh’

you tried forcing yourself to sleep, to completely shut off all thoughts

but damn that stupid smirk on his face just keeps reappearing

and with that you slapped your pillow unto your face, not at all excited for the days to come

saturday night - 9 pm

to be honest, you weren't the type to go out on a saturday night

however you stayed in bed the whole day binging your netflix shows that you completely forgot to run your errands

so now you're here, at the local supermarket, buying your weekly groceries

you may be asking why can't your parents just do it?

well,,,

you only live with your mom, and she was very busy running the night shift at the hospital + picking up extra shifts

so she's really never home

and when she is, she crashes right to sleep, exhausted from work

so ever since two years ago, when you turned 16, this has been the life that you were used to

you weren't complaining of course, she was only working to provide for you and your future

the least you could do is help around the house

after a good 7 minutes, you finally gathered everything that you needed

eggs, check

bread, check

peanut butter, check

a bag of hot cheetos,,,, check check and check

you nodded, proud of yourself for finishing it so fast and made your way to your car until a loud crash stops you from doing so

the next thing you know, you were being dragged into the alleyway

“1!!!!1111! I- get off of me,” you say thrashing and kicking, trying to get away

‘oh god, im gonna die tonight,’

‘if there is a god out there,, pls,,, not tonight’

‘i haven't finished my netflix series yet,, plssss’

however your thoughts were cut short when your captor whispered, “shhh, its changbin”

changbin??

chaNgbIN???

chANGBIN???

he finally turns you around, making you face him

“play along if you don't want to get hurt,”

and in one quick motion, his lips were on yours,,,

seo changbin was kissing you

your eyes open, stunned at what was happening

and then you noticed it...5 men walking around the area

and hoping that you've watched the right dramas, you pieced together what you think is happening

leading you to closing your eyes and kissing him back

which honestly caught changbin off guard, “good girls” dont react this way???

but he’d never let you know that, as he pulled you closer to him,

his arms snaking around your waist

your hands going around his neck, the grocery bag being forgotten

yall were full on making out now

too caught up with each other’s taste to even notice the 5 guys leaving

(((im really bad at writing these kinds of scenes jfc, this sounds awkward as hell pls just picture it)))

until finally after like 23823 years, you pulled away, trying to catch your breath

damn, that kiss was good

probably the best one you’ve ever had

what????

just cause you're a goody-two-shoes doesn't mean you haven't been kissed before okay,,, were not going THAT cliche

he slowly lets go of you, his eyes darting to the grocery bag on the ground

“your eggs are broken,” he says

“m-my eggs?”, you reply, still on cloud nine,

following his gaze, you snapped out of your daze

“oh, r-right, my eggs,” you say softly, a frown making its way upon your face

changbin grabs your hand, pulling you towards the grocery store

“what are you doing?”

as usual, he doesn’t reply

honestly, you should be used to this by now

he dashes around the supermarket

you were right behind him, trying to keep up with his fast paced speed

finally, he gets to his location, the egg aisle

“which one do you want?”

“what?”

“eggs, which one?” he replies

“uhm, you don't have to, i can ju-”

“i'm not doing this for you,” he replies, cutting you off

you looked at him , not knowing what he meant

‘if he wasn't doing it for me then who the fuck is he buying these eggs for, i don't see anyone else here’

sensing your dumbness he grabbed a carton of the most expensive eggs and made his way to the cashier, pulling you along

and you don't know why, or what has gotten into you, but all you could do was watch and follow

“here. were even now.” he says, before walking away, leaving you in front of the grocery store, holding a carton of eggs

monday

and now we’re back to the start of the week

which means another week of tutoring

as you waited for changbin to show up at the usual spot, you can’t help but think back to two nights ago

the feeling of his lips against yours all a distant memory yet at the same time, one that you could still remember clearly

“hey,” changbin says, breaking you out of your thoughts

“hi?” you reply, confused as to why he even greeted you in the first place

you guys do the usual, read a couple of flash cards, learn new words blah blah blah and all that boring crap that you learn in a high school English class

at one point you guys find yourself just sat in silence, and you can’t help but ask the question that’s been on your mind since Saturday night

“so who were those guys?”

“doesn’t concern you”

“uhm, the fact that you had your tongue down my mouth says otherwise,”

changbin was shocked, he wasn’t used to people responding to him the way you just did

don’t you know who he is???

he gives you one of his signature smirks, regaining his composure

“you liked my tongue being down your throat,” he says teasingly

o_O

＜(。_。)＞

excuse me what

is he flirting with you ??

what’s happening ??

“who said I did?” you say mimicking his tone, not allowing yourself to back down of this conversation

after Saturday night you told yourself that you were never going to just watch and follow

if you didn’t want the damn egg, you should’ve said something, you were so disappointed in yourself

you had your own brain, you can make your own decisions

besides you were here to be in control over him, not the other way around

“oh cmon, you’re really gonna try to refute it??” he says, the stupid smirk still evident on his stupid face

god, how you wish you could just smack it off

with your mouth

wait, who said that???

“you enjoyed it just as much as I did,” you say, knowing that if you answer then he would stop

and you were right, he completely shut his mouth and let the silence envelop you once again

“they were kids from another school,”

you look up at him, shocked that he actually answered

“why were they looking for you?”

“I may have keyed their car,” he says chuckling

“Because?”

“Isn’t that enough questions y/n?”

y/n

that was the first time he’s ever said your name

and you weren’t gonna lie, you liked how it sounded

“sorry”

“it’s fine”

“i don’t want to question it but why are you being so nice?”

“you helped me out without questioning me which means you trust me. im just returning the favor.”

“so, what im hearing is , you trust me?”

<(￣︶￣)>

“don’t make me have to say it out loud”

trust

you don’t know how you did it so quickly,

maybe the gods are at your side, but you finally got thE seo changbin to trust you

2 weeks later

you’ve been tutoring changbin just the same

same time

same table

same library

however, so much has changed

mostly the dynamic of your guys’ relationship

it was like he was a totally different person

like I said before, changbin was smart

but in these last couple of days, you realized just how smart he actually was,

he can honestly probably give you a run for your money

and because of this, your past tutoring sessions have ended up with you guys just laughing and joking around

weird, right ?

changbin and laughing ?

who would’ve thought ??

even onlookers were surprised

and everytime changbin laughed at one of your guys’ silly antics, you swear you can hear a pin drop

the whole room just becomes silent

at first, it bothered you how people were just listening in to your conversation, obviously judging the scene

but as the days went by and it seemed that changbin could care less, you started not caring either

and if you were being completely honest, you looked forward to spending time with him

when changbin was with you, it was just you and changbin, nothing else

he somehow manages to make you forget about reality

“lets ditch tutoring sessions today,” he says as soon as he took the seat next to you

“changbin, no”

“c’mon y/n, live a little”

“excuse you! I do have a life!”

“making out with your homework and watching Netflix shows 24/7 is not a life”

“okAy, now you’re just being mean,” you say, pouting at him

“im not being mean, I’m being honest,”

“yeAH and?? no one asked for your honesty,”

changbin laughs at this

lately he found himself laughing more

and for once, he didn’t mind it

you were doing something to him

and he liked it

“cmon, I’m not taking no for an answer,” he says, packing up your things

you sigh in defeat

you know that once changbin sets his mind to something, there's no changing it

so here you are, standing in front of an abandoned music building

“uhhhh, what are we doing here?”

“have you ever trespassed before?” he replies, a smug smile on his face

“nu-uh nope, no way in hell changbin!” you say, your attempt to stop this from happening

however, changbin was already making his way towards the door, completely breaking the lock

aannnndd

he was inside

“c’mon y/n,” he says reaching out his hand to yours

even though all you need to do is take two steps forward and you're officially a criminal

you were scared shitless

what happens if you get caught omg

almost like he was reading your mind, he quickly says, “y/n, ive been here over a million times and ive never gotten caught,”

“i dont know changbin”

“hm, thats too bad, i wanted to share a secret with you,” he says, a hint of playfulness in his voice before he stepped out of the building and made his way towards his motorcycle

but of course,,,

you being a nosy bitch

“wait,”

“yes?”

“lets go inside”

you guys enter the building, the rooms getting darker and darker the deeper you go (this building is huge okAY)

if you weren't shitting your pants before, you definitely are now

an abandoned building???

and its dark???

youve seen this in every scary movie out there

it never goes well

“uhm changbin,” you whisper, as you guys continue to walk

“hm”

“i-um can i hold your hand? im scared and - actually you know what its fine its dumb you dont hav-”

but before you can even finish your sentence, his hand were already laced around yours, providing you the comfort and security that you were looking for

you shut your mouth after that, just letting changbin lead the way

passing by so many rooms, each one looking the same as the other, it was starting to feel like a maze

however , changbin seemed to know exactly where to go

‘I guess he has been here over a million times’ you thought to yourself

“were here,” he says, opening the door and letting go of your hands as he reached out for the lights

not gonna lie, you were missing the way his hand felt around yours but thats not the time to think about that

“a music room?” you asked, clearly puzzled

“yeah, you might not know this about me but i can spit barsss,” he says, letting out chuckle

“eyE”

“you dont believe me huh”

“absolutely not”

“ok, watch this”

and with that he entered the recording booth, of course not after he pressed a bunch of buttons

honestly , you have no idea what he’s doing

but as soon as he put the headphones on

*cue any 3racha song because im too indecisive to choose one*

he was,,

indeed,,,

spitting bars

you could not believe your ears

who the fuck is this

you stood there, stunned at the fact the he was rapping about real shit and not something stupid and meaningless (rip wow, she is meaNinGFUL to me okAY)

after he finished rapping, the room was absolute silent

changbin felt dumb, he thought you were gonna praise him but there you were not uttering a single word,

he need you to say something ,anything,, hell, you can even laugh

he’d prefer anything over the silence

he’s literally the ‘i just showed u my dick pls respond’ meme but its like ‘i showed u my talent pls validate me’

avoiding to make eye contact with you, he walks out of the recording booth

sitting on the couch against the wall, he finally breaks the silence

“so yeah, thats a song my friends and i wrote, its stupid-”

“its not stupid.” you say quickly

“oh?”

“since when where you into this?” you ask, curiosity filling your eyes, taking the seat right next to him

“what do you mean? music?? everyone’s into music y/n” changbin retorts, not wanting to go into detail

“hhhh, you know what i mean changbin,”

changbin doesnt know why

but he wanted to share this side of him with you

maybe because you were the first person that he has ever allowed himself to be close with

or maybe it was because you stuck around him for this long, no one, besides chan and jisung were able to do that

whatever it was, he wants to keep you by his side

he figured that showing you his true self would do just that

so after having a battle with his inner thoughts, he finally says

“my dad was really into this stuff, he taught me everything i know,” changbin beamed

“oh! thats really cool, do you still make music with him?” you say, genuinely interested, youve never really heard about his dad before

“uhmm, hes not really around for me to do that,”

aaaannd,,, thats why,, god reader smh

“oh, im sorry,” you say softly, mentally slapping yourself

“no its okay, you didnt know….he passed away when i was 11”

“what happened?,,,, y-you dont have to tell me if you dont want to,” you quickly added

“I want to,” changbin says, reassuring you

“he just,,, he just died in his sleep, apparently it was a stroke,” sighing, he looked up at the ceiling, trying to hold back his tears

“you must miss him,�� you say, your voice still soft

for the first time since youve met changbin, he resembled a piece of glass

so fragile

he was giving you a piece of him, letting you see clearly a part of who he was

and all you wanna do is make sure that you won’t break that piece

“he built this studio...wanted to start his own music company,” he continued as you sat there just listening to him

“my mom hates it though, she stopped funding this place as soon as she can,”

the mention of his mom suddenly brought you back to the deal that you have made 2 weeks ago

and god, you felt guilty

you were here, trying to change him, when nothing should be changed

sure seo changbin had a bad reputation but he is not bad

he’s just protective is all

to be honest, he was one of the kindest, gentlest soul you have met

“i promised myself that i would continue our dream, for him and me, but mostly for him,”

“i-is that why youre failing your classes?” you ask, everything finally piecing together

“huh?”

“you dont care about school because you already know what you want to do...where you want to be”

“hm, you truly are a smart girl y/n,” he says before nodding and flashing you a smile

those words

so similar to the ones his mom has given you

but this time you weren't in the mood to pat yourself in the back

because shit, this is thE dumbest thing you've ever done in your life

after hearing this, you made up your mind, you werent gonna partake in this deal anymore

if you were really as smart as everyone says, you can get into the school you want without any problem

sure it won't be free, but your mom aint working her ass off during her nightly shifts for nothing

and so, right when you go to school tomorrow, you were determined to end it

you’d still tutor changbin, you just won't accept any of the perks that came along with it

“thank you for sharing this with me,” you say genuinely, a smile creeping unto your face

“thank you for caring enough to listen,” changbin replies, his smile getting wider

and then it hits you,

“wait, so you mean to tell me that this is YOUR studio all along??”

and at this changbin lets out the loudest laugh

and you can't help but mirror his actions

1 week later

oof, that time jump, i thought you were gonna end it the next day reader

welp,,

you work hard, but somehow satan, aka the author, works harder

Mrs. Seo had to leave for two weeks, attending board meetings around the country, and whatever principals do,,, i'm too lazy to research what they actually do

╥﹏╥

and so you spent another week, with seo changbin by your side

one week down, another to go

and when that day comes, you can finally freely hang out with him without all the guilt eating you up

this week you guys even hung out outside of the library

you’ve been with him so much, even your friends have started to notice it

“y/n, are you coming with us to the movies,” felix asks

“oh,, umm sorry guys, i cant,”

“who else are you gonna be with? i thought we were your only friends,” minho pointed out, a pout on his face

“with changbin of course,” hyunjin hissed, obviously upset that you have been pushing them to the side

“ i can hang out with anyone that i want,” you argued, really not having any of his attitude

“ you shouldnt hang out with people like him,” hyunjin retorted

you scoffed, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i mean blink once if youre being held captive” hyunjin joked, as the rest of the table snickered

however, you didn't find it funny,

who were they to talk about changbin like that??

they didnt even know him

and so you stood up, leaving all your friends calling out for you

-------------

walking to the table, you flopped down on your chair, slamming your backpack on the floor

“what's got you in such a bad mood?” changbin asks

“nothing,” you huffed, getting your materials out of your backpack

you didn't want to tell changbin that your best friends think hes the devil himself and didn't want you around him

meanwhile , changbin was annoyed

it seems like he's shared so much with you since the music room yet he still barely knows anything about you

he wondered that maybe you didn't want to be in his life the way he wanted to be in yours

but fuck it, he’s just gonna spend the time he has with you enjoying it rather than filling his mind with negative thoughts

but damn, you're frown was really bothering him

“y/n,” he says, calling out to you

no response

“y/n,” he continues, poking you on the elbow

still no response

“y/n”

You sigh, looking up at him, an emotionless expression on your face, you responded with a strong, “what.”

*insert changbin doing aegyo*

and with that , you lost it

you were an absolute madman

you never expected that the one and only seo changbin

notorious badboy

would ever do aegyo

all because you had a stupid frown on yourself

you laughed so loud

changbin doing the same as soon as your melodic laugh hit his ears

which resulted to you guys being kicked out of the library

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“ i cant believe you got me kicked out of my favorite place,” you say, seated in a booth inside the ice cream parlor near your guys’ school

another one of changbins ideas

“ hey its not my fault you laugh like a hyena!” he says smiling before you threw a curled up paper tissue at his face

a couple of seconds later, after your laughter has died down

“ so, you want to tell me now why you were in such a sour mood?”

you knew that if you werent gonna tell him now that would still end up finding out about it from someone else

and so you came clean

“ its just my friends,,,, they dont think youre a good influence, wants me to stop hanging out with you” you say

“ oh,”

“ but dont worry!, i didnt listen to them, i actually told them off,” you confessed

“ why didnt you listen to them? theyve been your friends longer than youve known me?” he asks

“ because they dont know you” you reply, “and im sure if they did, they would also be friends with you”

as much as he appreciated the way you stood up for him, he didnt want you going through all that trouble

‘god, what did he even do to deserve an angel like you,’ changbin thinks to himself

“ don't tell them off next time,” he grunted

“ wh-what?”

“ everything they say about me is true”

“ changbin, no its not”

“ honestly y/n it doesnt bother me so dont let it bother you”

“ why doesnt it bother you?” you ask, wanting to know the reason

“ because its high school. after this, literally no one would care anymore. and then real life starts, people move on and worry about bigger things, things that actually matter more than the status quo. let them say what they say.”

and just like every other time, changbin has left you stunned

the arrival of Ms. Seo - tuesday

a week has passed since the ice cream parlor

and Ms. Seo was back in town

this was it

the day you finally put a halt to it

and you were beyond ready

you haven't seen changbin all day

you figured that since his mom was back then he was also back to avoiding the school like it was a plague

you entered Ms. Seos room, determined

“Ms. Seo -”

She puts a hand up to her lips, signaling you to be quiet

‘bitch omygod i literally cant keep doing this any longer,’

‘its already been over a month’

so you ignored her warning

“im not doing this deal anymore. I’ll still tutor changbin but I won’t change him,,,, and you can keep your stupid money,” you let out, releasing all the bottled up emotions

“is that all,”she replies

“yes”

“then you may leave”

what???

it was that easy????

you thought she was gonna stop you, force you to hold your end of the bargain

if you knew it would’ve been this easy then you wouldn’t have worried over it so much

but you don’t know a lot of things

and you certainly didnt know that changbin was on the other line

later that day

you’re seated in the library

usual place, usual time, waiting for the one and only seo changbin, yet he never showed

you didn’t think much of it

‘maybe he just forgot’ you tell yourself

the next day - wednesday

here you were again, waiting for him

still nothing

you try and think of reasons why he wouldn’t show up two days in a row and can really only think of one - maybe his mom told him that he didn’t need tutoring anymore?

but surely, he would tell you

right ???

sure you guys started off on the wrong foot but you were friends now

at least you thought so

you decided to just give him the benefit of the doubt

‘maybe he’s just busy’

2 days later - friday

you’ve tried everything you can do to get a hold of changbin

all your calls went straight to voicemail

texts were left on delivered

you didn’t even see him around school anymore

it was like your worlds never collided and he was never a part of yours

you were starting to get worried, what if he got himself into trouble

“look who decided to show her face,” hyunjin comments as you took the seat next to him

ever since the day you guys had your argument, you have never been able to talk to him about it

“im not in the mood,” you reply,

hyunjin sensing that you were exhausted,

“hey,” he says softly, “what’s wrong?”

“nothing”

“y/n please, we’ve been friends for over 3 years, you don’t need to lie to me”

“aren’t you mad at me?”

“no. im upset that you’ve been pushing us to the side for your little boy toy but im not mad,” he says giving you a soft smile

hhhhh, it was times like these you remember why he was your best friend

hyunjin was just so thoughtful, so caring

you return the smile he gave you as you pulled him in for a tight hug

“I’m sorry hyunjin”

“it’s okay, im sorry too, now tell me what’s wrong?”

“it’s just changbin-“

“I swear to god, if he even laid a finger on you he’s a dead man”

“no!” you say quickly putting an end to his assumption

“so what happened?” he asks, eyebrows going up in sheer curiosity

and then you told him

you told him about the deal with Ms. seo

about how your relationship with changbin changed along the way

how you ended the deal

and now we’re back to changbin and ignoring you

“damn, well have you tried actually going to him?”

“i wouldnt even know where -”

and then it hits you

the abandoned music building

“hyunjin, youre a genius!!!,” you say excitedly

“thanks, we been knew”

“ i have to go ill explain later, bye!!” you say, dashing out of there as fast as you could and made your way to the abandoned building

taking the bus there gave you time to reflect on everything that has happened this past couple month

how much your life has changed since changbin entered it

he pushed you to take risks, to live out of your comfort zone, to not care about other people’s opinions

he made you feel free

and most importantly, he made you happy

the good girl has fallen for the bad boy, i told yall this was gonna be cliche right?

continuing on

just as you expected, the door was open

the dark didnt even bother you anymore, the only thing in your mind was changbin

oh,, where could he be??

could you ever find your way into this maze of a building and retrace the steps that he took when he was by your side?

as you got deeper and deeper into the building, you feel yourself start to get lost

‘fuck i already saw this door’

‘omg y/n did you really just walk in a circle’

and then you hear it

music, singing

your nightingale

you walk faster, desperate to get to the voice

and here you are now, face to face with the one and only, seo changbin

he stops singing as soon as he saw you walk in

“hey,” you whisper out yet he continued to just stand there, not uttering a single word

“your voice is really pretty, i didnt know you could sing!-”

“what do you want?” his voice, dark and firm just like the day you first met him

This caught you off guard

Did you do something wrong?

“Did i do something wrong?” you say, not aware that you have said your thoughts out loud

changbin chuckles but it was so uninviting, like he was taunting you

“ please, drop the act”

?????

“what?” you reply, completely confused

“ you dont like me ”

“ changbin, what?”

“ you're just like everyone else”

“ changbin i really dont understand pl-”

“ i shouldn't have trusted you.”

“ what?!??, no changbin, you can trust me! just tell me whats wrong!”

all the while, you guys were still talking with a glass between the two of you

ironic, since you felt like a wall has been planted around changbin and you cant reach him

“ you think i should change”

“ no”

“ what do you mean no? I heard you y/n! I heard what you told my mom, i heard about the stupid deal, the stupid money!”

(⊙…⊙,)

“ changbin, let me explain”

“ i know im known as the bad boy y/n, but you… youre even worse than me”

“ changbin.”

“ youre a monster”

and with hearing those words, the tears that you have been so desperately trying to keep just bursted out like a waterfall

changbin too, has let out his tears

and all we got now are two broken people who can clearly see each other yet are still on opposite sides of the glass

“ you're just like everyone out there that you have resented, you judged me by other people’s words, i thought- i thought that i can finally found someone i could open up to but you never even gave me chance from the beginning”

you let him talk without interrupting him

you deserved the ache you were feeling in your heart

everything he said was true

and with that he breaks down, straight to the floor, back against the wall, hugging his knees

and all you could do was watch, until you couldn't take it anymore

you finally entered the recording booth , taking a seat on the floor right next to him, mimicking his broken figure

“im sorry”

silence

you looked up at the ceiling as you sighed

he deserves an explanation

“ yes, i took the deal, but that's because i thought i needed it changbin. I may be smart, but financially my family isn't doing well. my mom already works extra shifts but it still won't be enough. my dad isnt even in the picture, i dont know where the hell he is”

and with this, changbins head slowly perks up, looking at you with his glass-like eyes, as you continued to stare at the ceiling

you were finally opening up to him

just like how he has been doing

“ i took the deal because, you’re right, i judged you, i was stupid and i never expected us to actually be friends, clearly i was wrong. you have taught me so much. you have pushed me into doing things i never thought i could do. you made me see the world in a different way.”

he’s still just listening to you when you finally took your eyes away from the ceiling and faced him

“ i understand if you dont want to see me anymore but i cant leave you knowing that i never got to say this,” you continue, afraid of the results that were about to come

“ what else are you hiding from me?” he says, but this time, he says it softly, the furious changbin that you have encountered just minutes ago was completely gone

“ i think im in love with you,” you say, quickly looking down, embarrassed at your confession

“ y/n look at me,”

“ i dont want to”

“ why?”

“ i know you're gonna break my heart”

“ you broke mine first,” and with that he lifted your chin up, making you look him straight into his eyes before kissing you

this kiss was different from your first one

it was slow but passionate, filled with all of the unsaid words between the two of you

your guys lips both slightly chapped from all the crying

yet his lips still felt like the softest pair against yours

pulling away, changbin leans his forehead against yours, his eyes closed

yours were open though, taking the sight all in before you pulled away, wiping away his left over tears

“ god, were a mess,” he finally says out loud, before he pulled you in a tight hug

“ im sorry,” you say again

“ i’ll forgive you if you promise to continue tutoring me?”

“ what ?”

“ continue the deal, get the money”

“ changbin, i really don't want to do that”

“ i know you dont. but we have to finesse my mom somehow,” he says, bursting into a smile, clearly joking

…

“eYE,,, i cannot believe you right now! You can't be serious!”

“ but i am. go back into her office tell her you’ll continue it and get the money for your education.”

“changbin! stop joking! I already feel bad about it!”

“Okay fine i just like it when you tutor me okay, its kinda sexy” he says

playfully slapping him, you guys laugh, the tension in the air finally gone

“ you know if you didnt buy me those eggs, we wouldnt be here by now,” you say, a small smile on your face

“ hmm, and why?”

“ because those eggs were the first time i realized that the most notorious bad boy, the one and only Seo Changbin, can also be soft,”

“ do not use my name and soft in the same sentence ever again,”

“ what are you gonna do about it?” you reply, taunting him

and so

he pulled you into another kiss

and another

until a series of laughter coming from the both of you interrupted it

“im glad i bought you those eggs”

hhhhhhh this ending is so rushed and so bad i just didnt wanna leave it unfinished

ALSO IM SEEING STRAY KIDS BITCHES!!!!!,,,,,, MY SEAT HELLA FAR BUTS ITS OKAY BECAUSE ILL STILL BE THERE ╭(′▽`)╭(′▽`)╯

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Just the Two of Us (16)

HAHN AU

Charles had given Lainey and her brothers a short tour of the governor's mansion before they settled in the living room. The conversation seemed to be going well which Lainey was glad for.

"Aye, don't you need to call your friends." Zion suggested nudging his sister's leg.

Lainey looked at him then her other brothers who were watching her. Grabbing her phone, she got up and kissed Charles cheek before leaving the room. She went upstairs to the room she'd picked and called Melissa.

"I'm so damn mad at you," Melissa said as soon as she answered.

"I aint did shit to you, girl." Lainey laughed.

Melissa mimicked her laugh. "You on speaker, Marcie's right here and yes you did. While you gettin some, me and Marcie gon be at this boring ass dinner party."

"I'm not getting anything, I'm just spending time with Charles."

Marcie sucked her teeth, "Girl, please. As soon as your brothers leave its gonna be showtime. Get some for the two of us too."

Lainey laid back on the bed laughing loudly. "Marcie, you got turbo and Mel, you got the bitch. Yall will live."

Marcie laughed and whispered into the phone, "Mel doesn't want the bitch, she wants your brother. Bad."

"Too damn bad," Lainey responded playfully. "My brothers have morals. They're not side pieces."

"Did you hear that, Marcie? Brothers ... plural ... Cam included."

"Yall better stop looking at my brothers," she laughed, "Anyway, so he gave me my own room down the hall from him. Do yall think he did that cause my brothers here or he really wants me to sleep in a different room?"

"I think that he's being a gentleman. He's letting you know that if you're not comfortable sleeping in the bed with him, you can have your own space." Marcie explained.

"Uhuh and he's also leaving the door open for you. If you wanna go crawl into his bed then you can," Melissa added, "So you do just that. Crawl into that bed and onto him."

While they laughed and joke around on the phone, the men were having a serious conversation about Lainey.

"We not tryna be in yall business or nothing, we just care about our sister's well being and her safety," Cam explained calmly. "She's our biggest concern."

Charles nodded, he genuinely cared about their feelings. "And that's understandable. I assure you that your sister is safe with me. Whenever she's here, she may not like it but you're all welcome to come too."

Benny's mind went to the questions his sister asked him and he frowned. "I think you a good dude and all that but don't take advantage of my sister. Aight? Don't break her heart."

"Look, I have a little sister so I get it, I understand. I haven't and won't make your sister do anything she doesn't want to do. At this point in life, I'm not looking for short term, I'm looking at this relationship to be long term. Alaina is," Charles paused to smiled. He wiped his hand over his face trying to wash the blush away. "She special."

Zion, who had been sitting quietly with a slight mug in his face, cracked a smile. He was more about vibes, energy and listening rather than talking. He was not a man of many words.

"Grown ass man like you and she make ya ass blush like that? I trust you man. But don't fuck this up," Zion said quietly leaving the threat hanging in the air.

Charles nodded, "I got it. So ... we all good here?"

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Lainey and Charles walked her brothers to the door together. Benny pulled her to the side to talk to her.

"Aye, you got what I gave you?" He said in a low tone.

"Ummm," she paused trying to think, "Oh the condoms? Yeah, they're in my bag."

Benny nodded letting their brothers know he was coming. "Aight. They're only for just in case, you don't gotta use em."

Lainey nodded and hugged her brother one more time. Once they were gone, Charles led her back to the living room and pulled her onto the sofa with him. He brought her hand to his lips.

"Happy you came?"

"Very. Thank you for putting up with my brothers, I know they're a lot and they're not the nicest."

Charles laughed, "We actually had a nice conversation. They were just worried about you and I cant say that I blame them."

Lainey eyed him carefully. "They threatened you, didn't they?"

"No, silly. The four of us have an understanding. I don't hurt you and they let you be. Hungry?"

"I ... how did you do that?"

Charles kissed her hand again still laughing. "I didn't do anything but talk to them. Now yes or no? Are you hungry?"

"Yeah. Want me to cook? I don't mind." She said about to get up.

Charles pulled her closer to him, nuzzling her neck before kissing her there. "No, I didn't ask you here to do that. This weekend is about us spending time together and me spoiling you. I'm taking you out."

"Out? Like out, out?"

"Yeah, beautiful. We're gonna go out to dinner and see where that takes us. Sound good?" He asked kissing her again.

"Uuumm...uhuh. Yeah it does," Lainey said slowly.

Charles nodded letting her go. "Alright ima give you some time to get ready. I'll be in my office when you're done, beautiful."

In Maxine, Melissa was standing off in the corner of the Montgomery living room sipping her drink and watching the people around her. Prior to this, her and Lainey had already had a conversation about Marcie's neighbors and they didn't like nor trust them. They felt that way about Randall as well.

"You came with Marcie, didn't you?"

Melissa stared at the two women that approached her. "Yup, I did."

"You live around here or you work with her?"

Melissa had to fight the frown that wanted to show. "Who are you two?"

"I'm Esperanza and this is Natalie. What's your name?"

After being around the Herrington family, Melissa figured out real quick how to read people. And in the little interaction, she didn't like what she got from Esperanza and Natalie.

"Its Melissa. I don't live around here and I don't work with Marcie. She's my friend."

Natalie looked her up and down, "So where you from?"

Melissa didn't fight the frown this time. When she got ready to tell them, she saw Marcie rushing out the door. She gave them a less than pleasant smile and followed her friend. Following Marcie across the lawn and into the house, Melissa grabbed her friend's wrist as soon as they were in the house.

"Girl, you almost made me fall. Where's the fire?"

"I just had to get out of there before I slapped Randall's ass." She complained kicking off her heels. "I swear he almost makes the prison time worth it."

Melissa sat her glass down and approached her friend. "Hey, what's wrong? Seriously. You're never this angry, you're usually happy."

"We're in the kitchen talking about some damn trip Brad and Alex went on with Brad and he takes out his phone so I peek over and he's texting that bitch he's been cheating with. In front of my damn face!"

"Wait .. he what? He's been cheating? And you're still here?"

Marcie nodded pushing her hair behind her ears. "Yeah because we talked about it and he agreed that it was done."

Constant binging started to irritate Marcie, she grabbed Melissa's hand and pulled her along to the office space she shared with her husband and sat at the computer. Melissa leaned onto the desk watching her.

"What're you doing?"

"His messages. He has them hooked up to his computer still." Marcie pulled them up so they could read them. "Wait ... wait .... that bitch is at the party?"

Melissa scoffed, "Thats why his ass was so eager to go. Who is it? See if she sent him any pictures."

Marcie scrolled through the text thread but didn't see any pictures.

"What kind of name is 'Pepa' anyway? Sounds stupid."

"That's what he calls her," Marcie explained rolling her eyes. "You know what? Come on. We're going back."

"Yes! Let's go beat her ass!"

Marcie laughed getting up out of the chair. "No, girl. We're going back to see if we can figure it out who the bitch is."

"And then beat her ass?" Melissa asked following her out of the office.

Marcie slipped into a pair of flats shaking her head at her friend. "You have been around Lainey's little feisty ass too long. We are not beating anybody's ass."

Melissa rolled her eyes but agreed.

While the women looked around the dinner party, Lainey was laughing at the story Charles was telling her. He took her to a nice restaurant and made sure they were seated away from others but she was still able to see the restaurant.

"I swear thats how it happened. I got the scar on my back to prove it." Charles laughed picking up his glass to take a sip.

"A scar," she repeated trying to contain her laughter, "I bet you never jumped another fence."

Charles shrugged playfully sitting his glass back down. "I could say that but it would be a lie. I was rough as hell when I was younger, my mama got tired of having to patch me up."

"I bet she was. I wouldve been too, hell."

Charles licked his lips watching her. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt for her and how happy he was that she didn't turn him down. When she spoke to him, he could tell that she felt free and comfortable like she didnt have to hide and he could appreciate that.

"Are you listening to me?" She asked laughing.

"Honestly? No, I was just staring at you. I'm just happy you're here."

"I told you I was gonna come and I meant it. I wouldn't leave you hanging."

The smile on Charles' face grew as he leaned over to pull her chair next to his. She laughed and leaned against him. When Lainey went to say something, Charles cut her off with a kiss. The thought now long gone, Lainey kissed him back allowing him to push his tongue into her mouth. He put his hand on her thigh, squeezing it.

"Governor, I wasn't aware you were here with company. I guess I should've asked."

Pulling away with a groan, Charles turned his attention to his associate that stood at his table. His smile had turned into glare.

"What can I do for you, Jim?" He asked completely unenthused.

Jim gave a tight smile then looked at Lainey. "Well, well, you are that pretty little hair stylist. Lainey, right?"

Charles held his hand up when he heard Lainey start to say something not taking his eyes off Jim.

"This is Lainey, yes. And she's here with me. What can I do for you? I'm in the middle of dinner right now."

"Me and my ... companion were heading to our table and I just wanted to come and speak. Are uh you two a thing," Jim asked with a sly smile.

Charles chuckled to himself and stood, "Jim, we're cordial and associates through David. What I do in my personal life is none of your concern or business. Go on and have your dinner."

Charles held his hand out for Lainey and helped her out of her chair. He guided her in front of him and brushed past Jim.

"Keep that mansion warm for me, will ya?" Jim threw over his shoulder.

Charles didn't respond just continued to follow Lainey through the restaurant and Jim went to the table he planned on sharing with Candace. Charles helped her into the back of the black SUV before getting in beside her. He was only ever around Jim because of David, other than that he couldn't stand him. Lainey moved closer to him putting her legs in his lap.

"You okay? I thought yall were friends?"

"Him and I are not friends and never have been. He and I are associates through David."

"Oooh. Yeah David seems nice. Jim and the president were every bit as sleazy as I heard they are. They make me uncomfortable."

Charles looked over at her and kissed her.

"That's noted. Jim is a piece of entitled shit." Charles explained. "He can't even respect his wife enough to try to hide the shit he does. And thinks just because his wife comes from old money that he's gonna be elected governor."

"Kayheryn seems nice. Is she as bad as him?"

Charles shook his head rubbing his hand up and down her leg. "No, she's pretty much the sweetest woman you'll meet in her status. Now Veronica, she's worse than him but I'm sure you knew that already."

Lainey nodded, "Yeah, she was nice to me but listening to the way she talked that day I did their hair was a no and how she treats my Melissa. I dont like it."

"That's another thing. She knows her son is gay but is blackmailing Melissa into being with him. David tried to help her, hell I had tried to but Veronica is convincing as hell."

Lainey frowned reaching to turn on the courtesy light so she could see his face. "Blackmail? Melissa did not tell me that."

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Marcie and Melissa were unsuccessful in finding the other woman at the party. Kelly ended up inviting the two of them over to her house as well as Natalie and Esperanza, once the party started to die down.

"Yall seem to know a lot about what goes on," Melissa said after listening to the women talk.

Esperanza nodded, "I mean pretty much. Nothing gets past us."

Melissa glanced at Marcie to see if she wanted her to stop. When Marcie nodded she took the green light.

"I heard a few people saying the name Pepa at the party but I don't know if I saw her. She sounds cool. Who is that?"

Natalie and Esperanza shrugged clearly clueless.

"How did you even find out about Pepa?"

Melissa smiled at Kelly, "I just told you I heard people saying the name. You must know who it is. So who is it? I wanna meet her."

Natalie looked between them confused. "Who the hell is Pepa?"

"Yeah," Marcie nodded, "Who is that? I've never met her."

"Pepa is one of our neighbors, Marcie. I dont know how you don't know."

Marcie laughed trying to maintain her cover. She hadn't felt close enough to her neighborhood friends to share the cheating thing with them. And this moment made her proud of that decision.

Kelly sighed, "She's a neighbor. You can't miss her."

Melissa hummed.

"Marce, it's getting late. I need to get home. You ready?"

Marcie almost corrected her to remind her that she was spending the night but she caught herself. Saying goodnight to her friends, Melissa started their walk back down to Marcie's house until something caught Marcie's eye.

"Oh hell no," she growled under her breath.

"What? What's wrong?" Melissa asked grabbing her friend's hand so she wouldn't take off as she did earlier.

Marcie pointed to the sticker on the back of the SUV.

"Its Alex. Thats why his ass is always so fucking happy to go over there. Cause he's fucking her!"

"Hey ... Hey ... calm down. We're not gonna make a scene out here, we're not gonna go after her yet." Melissa reasoned sofly. "We're gonna wait for him to bring his ass home and take care of him first and then we'll handle her. Yes?"

Marcie nodded waiting for Melissa to let her go. She thought about it for a second trying to make her choice. "Let's go back in there. I wanna see what they're doing."

Even though she knew she shouldn't, Melissa agreed and went back into the house with her. Brad was talking to a few people in the living room while Randall and Alex stood in the kitchen talking to a different group of people. Marcie's blood boiled seeing Randall try to slyly put his hand on the other woman's ass.

Walking at a normal pace as not to alarm her friend, Marcie approached Brad and dug a folded stack of papers from her purse. She handed it to him and told him to have fun then walked over to the door a bright smile on her face. Melissa was cursing Lainey out in her head for not being there. When they got into the house, they went up to the guest bedroom.

"What did you just do, Marcie?"

"I told you that we weren't going to beat her ass but I didn't say that I wouldn't ruin her marriage like she ruined mine. I gave Brad copies of the messages."

Melissa laughed scratching her head, "See, I shouldve stayed my ass home. So what now? Cause they're gonna come over here."

"Well," Marcie shrugged sitting on the bed, "We wait for shit to hit the fan."

As they waited, Lainey laid in the bedroom Charles set up for her. Her and Charles had gotten ice cream before coming back to his place and going their separate ways. Charles let her know that he would leave his door unlocked if she wanted to come in and he was down the hall to yell if she needed him. It was weird for her being away from home and her brothers especially Benny. Figuring hearing his voice would make her feel better and maybe even sleepy, she called her big brother. He answered on the third ring.

"Miss me already, big head?" He laughed into the phone.

Lainey laughed softly, "A little bit. Feels weird not being home."

"Nothing wrong with that. I'm glad you called me but you know it's okay to tell him that you need to be comforted. Right?"

"Is it? Should I tell him that?"

"Yeah, you gotta be honest and open in relationships," Benny explained, "If you don't communicate the relationship won't go anywhere and he sees a future with you."

"You lie."

Benny laughed, "I'm not, I wouldn't lie about that. He told us himself. So go on and talk to him."

"He's probably sleep."

"And he won't mind if you wake him up but I honestly doubt he's sleepin. Get up and get in there, my future wife callin me."

Lainey sucked her teeth, "Your what? Who is that?"

"Melissa, duh. I love you, be safe and good night."

Lainey said it back and hung up. She waited a few minutes before getting out of her bed. She fixed her fitted cami dress as she walked down the hallway to his room. Easing the door open and closing it behind herself, Lainey tipped over to his bed and put her phone on the nightstand before touching his arm.

"Charles."

Opening his eyes, he stretched for a moment and smiled at her. "Yes ma'am?"

"I didn't mean to wake you," she said quietly, "I can't sleep, it's been a long time since I've been away from my family."

Scooting over, Charles lifted his covers slightly for her to climb in. When she did, he put the covers down and got comfortable on the other side of the bed.

"Why you over there?" She asked staring at him under the moonlight coming from his windows.

Charles smiled sleepily. "If you want me to come closer I will."

"Come closer."

Moving to the middle of the bed, Charles pulled her into him, her back to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her kissing her shoulder.

"Comfortable?" He asked in her ear.

Lainey nodded slowly. "Is that your dick?"

Charles chuckled in her ear, "Did you think I was playing when I told you I sleep naked?"

"I ... yes. I feel overdressed," she joked.

Charles kissed her neck and rubbed the inside of her thigh. "If it makes you uncomfortable I'll put shorts on."

Turning in his arms, Lainey moved to kiss him hard. Charles moved his hands up her dress, deepening the kiss. Her phone lighting up on the dresser was being ignored by the both of them as they focused on each other.

#hahn au #have and have nots au

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humankoalaa · 5 years

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BLACK LIGHTENING 3X03

so i already watched but i was high so technically iil didn’t watch so let’s start my weekly nonsense...

so king k. rool (google image that) really made Khalil irredeemable..... cause he was just so likeable before... said no one ever but i digress.

shut the fuck up khalil.

jenn acting like the parent 🤣🤣🤣🤣 a mood.

“friend jamila?” ... bye girl.

henderson in that suit looking like “got dammit i should’ve just been a thug”

ain’t no doctor can help them bill.

hell nah if im henderson im stealing that money and never going back to see sis again but i ain’t shit so

i know they got clippers in captivity cause lynn hairline is slayed yet they got my grandpa looking like the help. no sir.

odell so damn ugh he always tryna say “including your daughters” shut up.

blackbird 😍

jamila ass gon die being nosey

i know anissa didn’t have a brief intermission to text jenn 🤣🤣 girl youre being hunted 😩

awh lawd jamila done got a video of blackbird 🤦🏾‍♀️

“you’re still mourning your dead boyfriend” 😩 who wrote that 😭 terrible 😂

man half the damn episode minutes wasted away with how slow odell talks.

oooooo my grandpa done got a suit upgrade. we lit. but no sir uncle gambi makes the suits. ion trust this. new suit from odell.

Jefferson ain’t listening to shit odells saying 😂😂 all he cares about is this suit.

oh look anissas “working”.

🤣🤣🤣🤣 they still got tobias looking like cranky kong. childish as hell.

odell 😩 tobias out here looking like homemade fried chicken when you don’t let the flour set right and try to fry it.

i know that’s right jenn! mlk would be proud.

jenn shouldn’t do school tours unless you’re tryna not get students to stand Garfield 😩

we get it khalil. shut up.

the people in free land 🤦🏾‍♀️ ungrateful.

ooooo no she didn’t slap my uncle bill.

tobias meditating like cranky kong 🤣🤣🤣🤣 this show is not subtle. shaaadddeeee.

lmaooooo tobias is so fucking funny. odell realizing tobias dead ass is not stupid is a whole mood.

i don’t understand. how many times does lynn have to telll odell dr jace did all of this on purpose OR that’s she’s trying to make a cure. like shuuuttttt uuupppppp! useless asss newt.

bill really gave that man the money?! .... ain’t no way in hell. like my condolences your wife died but we in a recession.

JENN HES LYING.

awh lawd he done got jenn.

JENN HES USING YOU!!!!!!

“look a shooting star” 🤣🤣

Look at my grandpa making an entrance 😍

this new suit fire tho.

i swear i thought dr jace was dead 😩

she put the gun to his pecker 🤣🤣🤣🤣 gets them to talk everytime!

GRACE!!!!!!

LOOOK AT MY MOTHER 😭

anissa tawm bout “where the hell have you been” 😂😂😂😂 eating maggots. that’s where.

“waiting for you” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

she said i knew you would walk this way to get to your car and i have questions... how grace?! my mind won’t let me believe it’s cause grace met anissa outside her job at some point.

like were you disguised as a penguin and watching anissa?! a chihuahua maybe?! a daffodil? a chinchilla just creeping like i know anissa ain’t hunching this reporter? like i need answers! im going with the chinchilla.

this wig Chantal got on is everything tho. we know iss pink under that.

chantal sitting on that bench is my religion 😍

“I missed you” 😭😭😭😭 and the “i missed you too” MY FUCKING PARENTS.

ugh my thundergrace heart.

*sing it with me yall*! hello thundergrace chemistry my old frieeeend you’ve come to bless me and the gays agaaaiiinnn 😭❤️

all this thundergrace chemistry and they got anissa out here with jamila giving us math.

what do we want?! chemistry! when do we want it? now! ugh we asked and we have gladly received.

hold up.... how she just immediately say i don’t care if you’re and leopard or old man 🤣🤣🤣🤣 grace sitting there looking like wait what? 😩

I LOVE YOU 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ANISSA PIERCE my cup runneth o’er.

she said are you sure 🤣🤣 grace... this woman done got beat up by you sort of, she knows you were eating a horse, she knows you ate 2 whole people AND she talked about you during pillowtalk after having sex with someone else. AND i know your ass knows acting like we don’t know you were at the bar. she shape shifted into that lime anissa squeezed into her drinks. i said what i said. this is not up for debate.

she shifted in front ont of her!!!!!

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 anissas reaction. DEAD.

grace she said she knew she ain’t tell you she wanted to see you shift into the man that beat her up 😩 she didnt ok. she just didn’t.

“can you change back” 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 anissa got me dying. she wants no parts of seeing her baby as a mans.

“you wanna be with me i wanna be with you let’s just be together” 😭😭 FINALLY. FUCKING FINALLYYYY.

she did not steal steal them damn drugs 😂😂😂😂 grace you got children to feed stop being reckless!

“well then just stop running” 😭😭😭😭😭

graces face hugging anissa 😭 my mother is relieved. she feels safe y’all. she knows 😭😭😭😂

bye jamila.

“the woman im in love with” BIIITTCCHHHH 😭

how dare you tell my mother get over herself. bye jamila.

thundergrace snuggles 😭😭😭😭

jenn flying is everything but odells ass is using her and im upset.

Khalil is dead ass a killing machine 😥

finally my grandparents are free. lynn need to send her barber Jefferson’s way.

everybody just like nah Jefferson we good. poor grandpa.

shut up cranky Kong.

See y’all next week)

#black lighting spoilers #black lightning #thundergrace #anissa pierce #chantal thuy #grace choi

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doyouevenshipbr0 · 5 years

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gruvia drabble

author's note: yall. the LATEST CHAPTER!!!!! OMFG!!!!!! it was soooo fuckin cute dude i wont ever be over it. ok so this is inspired by natsu picturing juvia topless and gray saying "don't imagine it!" or whatever basically we gon have some ~jealous gray~ hehehehehe ok enjoyyyyyyyy<3

The guild was finally repaired from the Alvarez war, looking good as new, so Fairy Tail decided to celebrate in natural Fairy Tail fashion, with a party.

Everyone was as rambunctious as ever, drinking, laughing, and making a mess of the place. Basically, it was nothing out of the ordinary. Gray smiled as he saw his guildmates celebrating, just as everything was before the war. It all felt like home once again, and he couldn't be more thankful.

"Take another shot, Juvia!" Gray turned and saw Juvia and a few other girls standing around some shot glasses and a bottle of tequila. Erza was cheering her on.

"I dunno', Erza." Lucy interjected. "Juvia's had a lot already."

"Not enough, I say. Drink!" Erza poured the drink into Juvia's little glass, and the water mage picked it up.

She examined it for a moment, took a breath, and down the hatch the drink went. Juvia grimaced at first and quickly took a sip if her soda as a chaser.

"Atta' girl!" Erza laughed, clearly very drunk herself and followed suit with another shot of her own.

Gray couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. He knew all of the girls were a mess when they drank, and Juvia was no exception. He watched from afar as the girls took some more shots, and after the third, Gray felt himself moving to the table they were stood at. Juvia picked up the glass again, laughing and spilling some of its contents on the way to her mouth, but Gray swiftly took it out of her hand before she could get it in her mouth.

"Eh? Gray-sama?" Juvia hiccuped.

"I think you've all had enough." He shot a look at Erza who seemed to be the one encouraging it the most.

"Oh, you men are such a buzzkill." Erza pouted.

"Yeah, yeah, well I'll be taking this now." Gray reached for the bottle and took it from the table.

"Gray-sama is no fun." Juvia whined.

"You guys drank most of the fun as it is." Gray wiggled the bottle that was only about a fifth full. "So I think you'll be fine." Gray rolled his eyes and walked away with the bottle, handing it back to Mirajane who was behind the bar.

"Confiscating the alcohol already? It's only 10:30." Mira chuckled.

"I guess so." Gray sighed.

"Any reason you're playing the bad guy?" She leaned onto the bar.

"I'm not playing the bad guy. I'm just making sure they don't drown themselves in booze." He looked back at the girls who seemed to forget the tequila ever left, and were dancing and singing their drunk hearts out.

"Hmm and you're just so worried about everyone?" Mira pried.

"Whaddya' mean? Of course I'm worried about all of them." He scoffed.

"Didn't seem that way when you were taking the shot glass specifically out of Juvia's hand." She playfully raised a brow.

Gray rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He turned back to the crowd and took a swig of his beer.

Mira hummed a chuckle. "It's alright to be a little protective, Gray. You guys are a new couple and all. It's only natural."

Gray grunted with a slight rose on his cheeks, and his response was finishing off his beer. Mira took the hint, and realized her job was done, moving onto another spot of the bar.

Eventually, Natsu and Gajeel came up to him and the three started goofing around, so he naturally forgot about having to worry about Juvia.

"Gray-samaaa!" Juvia yelled, her syllables slurring together a bit. Gray's ears perked up. He turned around from the bar and saw Juvia standing on a table across the guild, and she was waving her hat in the air like a flag. He slapped the palm of his hand onto his face, letting out groan.

"What the fuck..." Gray grumbled into his hand, and it was followed by Natsu and Gajeel laughing.

"Gray-sama! Why won't you look at Juvia?!" Her voice squeaked a bit, like she was ready to cry. He tried his best not to watch and save himself the embarrassment. Gray still said nothing but instead shot daggers at Erza and Lucy who were right by her side on the ground, as if he was telling them to get her down, but they were having too good of a time to care.

"Juvia, get down! You're gonna' hurt yourself!" Gray shouted back, finally giving in.

A mischievous smirk curled Juvia's lips. "You're gonna' have to come make me!" She giggled.

Gray's face lit up with red, and he spun back around in his barstool, burying his face in his hand once again. "Can you guys just let me know when it's over." He muttered to Gajeel and Natsu.

"U-uhh--" Gajeel suddenly stammered, still having his eyes on Juvia.

"What?" Gray looked to his side at Gajeel.

"I'm not sure if she's taking no for an answer..." Natsu said, his wide eyes matching Gajeel.

"What are you talking ab-" As Gray spun around once again, he saw Juvia's jacket fall to the ground. The only thing remaining on her torso was her bra.

"If Gray-sama won't pay attention to Juvia, Juvia will just strip until she gets someone's attention!" She said through drunken sobs.

"No fucking way..." Gray said under his breath, his eyes were even wider than the two beside him.

"Still nothing?! Fine!" Juvia yelled, straight to Gray. At this point, almost all the men in the guild were paying close attention. She unbuckled her skirt, and let it drop to the ground. She wobbly stepped out of it, and proudly stood in her matching bra and underwear duo.

All the men were ogling, shouting at her, whistling at her. Gray felt his blood quickly rising, and his fists were clenched by his side.

He noticed Natsu and Gajeel still had their eyes on the scene, clearly in shock. "Cover your eyes, idiots!" Gray punched them both in the heads before finally walking his way towards Juvia.

"Don't stop there, Juvia!" Wakaba was standing next to Macao, right by the table.

"Yeah, come on!" Macao agreed, and the two were practically drooling.

"See that, Gray-sama!" Juvia hiccuped. "Everyone would love to see Juvia's body!" She reached behind her back, seemingly going for her bra clasp, and Gray picked up the pace.

He wasn't quick enough, and Juvia's bra fell to the floor along with the rest of her clothes.

"Woooo!" Macao, Wakaba, and most of the men in the guild all cheered, and their eyes nearly fell out of their heads.

"Both of you old perverts need to get out of my way, and look away before I beat your eyes swollen shut." Gray threatened, plowing in between them.

"Are you finally watching me, Gray-sama?" Juvia giggled.

Gray didn't respond. Instead, he grabbed onto Juvia's wrist, and pulled her swiftly off the table, and he carefully caught her, wrapping his arms around as much surface area as he could so no one could see.

"Aw, she was just having some fun, Gray!" Erza drunkenly laughed. Gray glared at her and focused back on Juvia.

Without thinking, he quickly removed his jacket and wrapped it around Juvia. He grabbed her clothes off the table, and escorted her out as quickly as he could. A lot of the men boo'd him for taking Juvia away, to which Gray froze them all in an ice box without a second thought.

Soon, they finally reached the infirmary of the guild.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Gray finally said, sitting Juvia onto one of the beds.

"Juvia just wanted to get Gray-sama's attention!" Her eyes were watering again.

"So you got butt naked?!" He shouted back.

Juvia pouted. "It worked didn't it?"

"Fuck, Juvia." Gray sighed and went over to a sink, filling a small cup with water. He brought is back to Juvia. "Drink this." She sheepishly took the cup and did as he said.

"You gotta' stop with the whole stripping thing." He finally said.

"But why?! Gray-sama does it too!" The drunk tears were building up once again.

"Ok, and no one cares when I do it! When you do it, it's a whole damn show! No one can keep their fuckin' eyes of ya'!" He angrily thought back to all the men staring at her.

"Juvia is sorry!" She cried out.

Gray didn't feel like dealing with anymore tears. "Listen," he took a step forward. "It's different when it's during a fight, but doing it at the guild, drunk, in front of so many people just causes a lot of problems."

"Like what?" Juvia was still holding on tight to Gray's jacket that she was wrapped in.

"Like- like-" Gray crossed his arms and looked away. "I-I just don't like it when everyone's staring at you." Juvia's face completely lit up.

"I-it's just that--" Gray was blushing fiercely. "That's for me to look at and no one else, alright?" He blurted.

"Oh, Gray-sama!" Juvia shot up from the bed, wrapping her arms around Gray and letting her jacket fall to the floor.

"Gah!" Gray gulped when he felt Juvia's naked chest pressed up against him. "Ok, ok, can you get dressed please!?"

Juvia hummed a giggle and released Gray. She did as he said and began to put her clothes back on. Gray turned around, facing the wall.

"Juvia thought Gray-sama said it was ok if you looked at my body?" She innocently asked. Gray felt his blush intensify when he heard the cuteness in Juvia's voice.

"W-well, I can! It's just too embarrassing right now, and you're really drunk, and I-" Gray's voice almost shook, which was completely unlike him. Juvia stopped him with a kiss on his cheek from behind.

"Gray-sama's such a gentlman." She said, sweetly.

"Whatever, are you dressed yet?" He mumbled.

Juvia walked in front of him, finally clothed once again. "Yup." She nodded.

"Ok, good." Gray followd her out the door.

"No more stripping shows tonight, alright?" Gray said, sternly.

"Yes. Juvia will only strip for battles and for Gray-sama." She surely said.

"W-well that's not-!" Gray paused for a moment when Juvia looked up at him with her big, beautiful, doting eyes. Gray felt his breath catch itself in his throat.

"Yeah." He finally said. "Fine."

The two made their way back to the celebration where both of their clothes remained on their bodies, and no one dared to bring up the situation to Gray.

And he made sure Juvia stayed close to his side, 100% clothed.

#doyouevenshipbr0 #gruvia #gray x juvia #juvia x gray #gruvia fanfic #fanfiction #gruvia fanfiction #fanfic #gruvia drabble #fairy tail #juvia #juvia lockser

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blackpantherismyish · 6 years

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One Of The Homies

Chapter One

Word Count: 1.5k (damn near 1.6)

Warning(s): Cursing, Death threat (???)

A/N: I know this been a long time coming. I started college and the shit was honestly in the back of my mind at the moment. But I’ve gotten in the grove of things so hopefully I can update more (don’t kill me if I don’t)

Small inspiration from No Scrubs by TLC (towards the end)

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It was a warm, summer day in Oakland, California. The four friends sat on the front porch of their shared condo, smoking a blunt and reminiscing about their childhoods.

“Ayo E, you remember that time Mini knocked the wind out of yo ass when we were kids?” Cam asked, before breaking out into a fit of laughter.

“Man hell yeah,” Erik exclaimed, glancing over to his pocket-sized homie.

“Didn’t think her little ass was that damn strong,” he replied, lightly punching her in the shoulder.

“Well that’s what you get for underestimating me,” Mini responded, giggling.

10 YEARS EARLIER

“Can I sit here?” the young boy asked, standing next to the table that Sekhmet sat engulfed in her sketchbook.

“Sure,” she replied, never taking her eyes from the page.

The boy leaned on the table, staring between her hand and her face.

“My name’s Dominic, what’s yours?” he asked.

“Sekhmet,” she replied, slightly annoyed at his continued attempts at conversation.

He scrunched his nose up in disgust.

“What kind of name is that?” he asked, sitting back in his chair.

“My name, that's what kind.” Sek replied, smugly. Dominic rose from his seat and shook his head.

“Okay… Well… it was nice meeting you.” He backed away from the table, rubbing his head.

“But it wasn't nice meeting you.” Sek went back to her book and laughed to herself. Serves him right.

Dominic made his way back over to Erik, face still frowned up. Erik seemed a bit confused as to why he came back so quick.

“Dom, what's the matter? Why you frowning?” Erik sat up from his seat as Dom sat across from him and his half brother Cameron.

“Cause bruh… that girl over there was being rude and all I was tryna do was be nice and sit with her.” Dom folded his arms and sat back.

“Nah bruh. We don't tolerate disrespect over here.” Erik stood from his seat. He made his way over to the table where Sekhmet was now standing, holding her pencil and sketchbook against her chest.

“Aye.” Erik called to her. She looked back unamused. Why were these guys bothering her right now?

“Yes?” Sek asked as she shifted her weight between her feet.

“Why you had to be so rude to my friend?” Erik tilted his head to the side.

“Why couldn’t your friend ask me himself? Better yet, why can’t ya’ll just leave me alone?” Sek watched as his facial expression changed like she had flipped a switch.

“Man, just answer the question.” Erik sighed. This girl was really starting to get under his skin.. Sek stepped forward until she and Erik were only a few inches from each other. Erik towered over her. At 4’5” he was rather tall for an 8-year-old. Though she’d never admit it, she was a bit intimidated by his size. Being that she was only 3’9”, she had to crane her neck to look up at him.

“Nah,” she responded sarcastically, before turning to walk away.

Erik’s hand moved before he could think and nudged her back slightly, making her stumble forward. She whipped around and landed a blow to the middle of his chest, successfully knocking the wind out of him. For a 7-year-old, she packed quite a punch. Satisfied with herself, she turned and proceeded to walk away.

“Aye!” Erik called out to her, between his coughing fit, but it was no use. She kept on walking, leaving him to suffer alone.

A few weeks passed, Sek and the boys exchanging glances between each other in passing. Finally one day, they decided to stop ignoring each other existence and formally introduce themselves. Sitting in her usual spot under a large tree, Sekhmet did what she always did, emerged herself in her sketchbook and ignored the world around her. Humming softly, her small nimble fingers contorted the sketch pencil in a way you would think was possible for a child as young as her. The weight on the table she was sitting at shifted, causing her head to rise ever so slightly.

“Yes?” She shot a quick glance at the three boys then went back to her drawings.

“We got off of the wrong foot last time we talked and we thought it would be a good idea to try again.” Dominic looked over at Sekhmet as she placed her pencil down and closed her sketchbook.

“Sure.” She slid the book back into her bag and leaned on her fist to look at the boys.

Being the first to stick out his hand, Dominic gave Sekhmet a soft smile.

“I'm Dominic. You can call me Dom or Nic. Whichever.” He lifted his shoulders in small shrug.

“Sekhmet. But you knew that already. You can call me Sekh, Or AJ.” She put her hand in his and shook it.

“I'm Cameron. Cam for short.”

“And I'm Erik.” Erik was the last to shake her hand.

After the greetings she went back to her drawings while the 3 curious boys questioned her.

“Why are you always by yourself? You got something wrong wit you?” Dominic tilted his head down to look at what her fingers had been scribbling over. It was a decorated skull with flowers growing out of the otherwise empty eye sockets.

“I just don't like people. You 3 are lucky I haven't shoo’d you away by now.” Sek brushed eraser shavings out of her way and continued doodling.

PRESENT DAY

“Jesus you were a brutal lil girl.” Cameron laughed, blowing smoke into the air.

“The fuck you mean were, she still is a mean lil girl. She just grown now.” Erik retorted sipping from his red cup as Sekhmet smacked his chest. When she hit his chest, he nearly choked on whatever he happened to be sipping.

“Nigga shut up. You still a big bitch that get on my last nerve.” Sek rolled her eyes, sitting back in her seat.

“But you love me though.” Erik flicked Sek on the forehead as he went back to sipping from his cup.

“That’s-” Sekhmet’s voice was cut off by the sound of a car horn and the screeching of tires.

“Aye Mini!” A squeaky voice called out from the car as the tinted windows were rolled down. Rolling her eyes, she stood from her seat on the porch.

“What you want Dre?” She walked over to the car, holding the blunt between her lips.

“When you gon let me take you on a date, lil mama.” The nigga, deemed as Dre, leaned against the passenger window, brushing his hair out of the way. His head was covered in messy dreads, unlike Erik’s.

“When you get yo own car.” Sek blew smoke from her lips as Dre scoffed.

“I told you, Imma be getting my whip soon guh.” Dre waved the smoke out of his face, and looked at her.

“You been saying that for a minute.” Sek tried her best not roll her eyes in aggravation as the bullshit spilled from this man’s mouth.

“I know but I’m forreal this time.” Dre nodded as if to confirm with himself.

“You still live wit yo mama?”

“Yeah bu-”

“Dre hit me up when you finally get yo own shit.” Sek finally let her eyes roll to the back of her head.

“Bitch, How bout you hit me up when you get those 3 dicks out yo damn mouth!” As if he said a magic word, four 24k gold desert eagles pointed toward his head.

Sekhmet walked up to the window of the car and pressed the cold metal of the pistol against his forehead. Her hairs stood on end as Erik’s large presence moved up behind her. His pistol now pressed against Dre’s temple.

“Nigga you ain’t the first body I done dropped. I don’t mind adding a nigga to the list.” The color of Sek’s eyes shifted and the atmosphere changed. Taking a drag from the blunt that was between the fingers on her free hand, she blew it in his face.

“And I’m pretty sure, yo homie aint tryna have blood all in his mama whip.” Erik voice boomed and Dre’s eyes widen.

“Plus I’m pretty sure if they dicks were in my mouth, They’d be bigger than you.”

Dominic and Cameron stood a little ways behind the two with their pistols drawn and ready.

“Aight. Aight. I-I aint mean no harm. I’m sorry.” Dre pulled back from the window and he was visibly shaking.

“Thought so. Now get the fuck out my face unless you want a bullet between yo eyes just because.” Sek’s voice dripped with dominance as she stared down Dre. Dre looked over his shoulder and give his friend a slight nod and the car sped off. Putting the pistol back in her waistband like a old hood nigga would, she walked back to the porch and took her spot back in the chair she was once sitting in.

“I swear broke niggas got the most confidence.” Cameron rolled his eyes, taking his seat again.

Erik’s jaw clenched slightly as he put his gun back on safety and back in his waistband much like Sekhmet had.

“Broke niggas also get bullets to the brain the most.” Erik grumbled lowly, plopping back down into his seat.

“They broke.. So what they got to lose.” Sek let a bullet from her pistol dance between her fingers as the sun hit the gold casing.

“Other than their life?” She looked up catching the bullet in the palm of her hand.

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