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enhastars · 1 year

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༊*·˚ — flicker | sim jaehyun horror!au

FEATURING! jake x reader

GENRES! psychological horror, thriller, mystery, paranormal, enemies to lovers, non idol!au, slowburn

WARNINGS! mature themes, swearing, gore, vivid imagery, bisexual jaehyun (he had a fling w/ hee), paranormal activity, mentions of religion. nothing sexual (mentions)

STATUS! ongoing, irregular updates

PLAYLIST! fever (enhypen), animals (maroon 5), mind games (sickick).

TLDR!

“seven lost planets melting into stars of hellfire, how could a tragedy not bloom?”

sim jaehyun, part of a notorious gangster duo with the one and only infamous lee heeseung, has his life crumbling before him when he gets arrested in busan. meeting you, the "bad cop" and down to earth FBI agent might've been the cure he needed to solve his reoccurring problem—learning how to love again. except there's one major problem; there's a blood thirsty demon involved.

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— a/n:

hi omg!! my first written enha fic and it’s jake (ofc). i’ve been so mia on tumblr ++ ik it’s been 2 months since spooky szn but i rly liked this old au i wrote a couple years ago and decided to rewrite it !! i’m not really sure how chapter installments work on here but i’ll figure it out lol

alsoo this fic used to be a taekook one (i know stfu) so that’s why jake and heeseung had a little fling or whatever in the beginning but this is an x reader fic! so it won’t be mentioned often :) and also bisexual jake just feels right so i’m going with it

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masterlist:

1. Introduction

2. The Beginning

3. The Follower

4. Interrogation

…. and more to come!

SUNGHOON had never been one to be afraid of the dark.

Of course, the petrifying gazes of dolls frightened him, or the maniac grins of clowns haunted him in his sleep, but he has never once caved into the phobia of darkness.

Its a strange thing, to be able to control your own imagination. But Sunghoon was able to master the impossible.

He has always thought he was special in that way.

At least, that's what he used to think.

Instead of the warm feelings of security he was feeling moments ago, it vanished into a sinister frost.

Cold breaths panted down his neck, kissing his tender skin with ice cold air. Shards of glaze stabbed his torso, beads of sweat oozing out of the wounds. The silence engulfing the room was eerie; the tension in the air pressing on his chest as if preventing him from breathing.

Quiet, it was too quiet.

Sunghoon quickly cocked his head to his right, and he swore he heard whispers crooning into his ears seductively.

What the hell is going on?

"Hey, who the hell turned off the lights?" A loud, but shaky voice demanded. It was coming from the corner of the room, but Sunghoon couldn't make out who said it.

The voice seemed almost...unfamiliar.

"This isn't some fucking joke." The same voice roared, louder and more aggressively this time.

Sunghoon’s head was spinning, arms and legs wobbling like they had no strength left in them. His stomach was bubbling up and he resisted the urge to hunch over and retch.

It may have lasted only a couple seconds, but for him, it felt like hours.

"It wasn't me, I swear Heeseung." To the blonde's relief, a familiar voice answered the former male.

That was Heeseung? It didn't sound like him at all.

"Well it was fucking one of you." Someone else growled, sounding obviously annoyed but stumbled on his words as he spoke.

They were all scared.

"I swear to god, once I get my gun back I'm killing you all." The same person warned.

"Jaehyun, shut the fuck up; you're not making this any better."

Jaehyun? That was definitely not Jaehyun’s voice.

Sunghoon would know, he spent hours watching him talk to himself in his cell.

After that, the eerie silence poured into the room again. Palms sweaty, he dried them on his uniform pants, cringing at his fingers sticking together from the friction. He doesn't remember the last time he had ever sweat that hard before.

"Guys, it's alright." A new voice, one Sunghoon had never heard before, tauntingly chuckled.

Footsteps approached him, the whispers in his ear getting noisier by each thud.

Thump, thump.

A shoulder shoved into his, but it felt like a bar of metal. Sunghoon felt like his bones broke at the small gesture, so minimal but so strong.

Who was this guy?

Sunghoon’s always been the strongest, the bravest, and was always there for other people. So when he clutched his shoulder in pain, he hung his face in shame at how quickly someone else put him in his place.

Thump, thump.

It felt like it was just him, alone, in that room. A blindfold tightened around his eyes and dumped into the river styx. He was drowning, sinking into that sea of darkness, with the sharks of sins surrounding him. There was no light, no hope, no escape.

They were eating away at his limbs, but his bright crimson blood could not be seen in that pool of ebony. No one was there to help him out, no one was ever there.

Sunghoon was all alone in the dark, and this time he was scared.

His chest heaved up and down and he choked on greedy breaths, swallowing them as his head sunk deeper into the water. A monotone sound rung in his ears, and he felt as if he was about to die.

Maybe he was dying, his body and brain too numb to feel anything.

All of a sudden, it went quiet. The gurgling of water from Sunghoon’s throat dispersed, and the vicious sharks vanished. He wasn't in water anymore, and felt the dirt floor underneath his feet. There was no sound, just a ringing in his ears.

The thumping of feet finally ceased.

A gunshot echoed around the room, and just like that, the lights flickered back on.

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THE OFFICIAL CAST FOR FLICKER:

SIM JAEHYUN AS HIMSELF

— "Blood is such a ravishingly dark painting"

A Serial Killer duo with Heeseung, who always has time for some rebellious fun. He acts recklessly, without a care in the world for the consequences. However, his life of motorcycles and smoking came to a halting crash when he got arrested by the devil himself.

LEE HEESEUNG AS HIMSELF

— "Monster? I'm just ahead of the curve."

Heeseung has been a special case since he was a child, killing innocent animals and such for entertainment. He had never been taught how to love, or express feelings, so he feels no remorse for any of his actions. Will he wire the rest of the crew into his trap like he did to Jake? If he even have enough time to, that is. After all, karma has her own schedule.

YOU AS Y/N

— "Change is inevitable, not always favored."

Mischievous and stubborn, the two words that were basically created for you. Captains of Police Forces are usually intimidating, but your crew would always tease you for acting tough. What would happen if this normal, childlike coffee lover faced a horrifying inter-dimensional creature?

PARK SUNGHOON AS HIMSELF

— "Class first, class second, safety third."

Not exactly the brightest kid in the department, but is the most strategic when it comes to his job. His only priorities consist of ice-skating and fashion, which can be bad sometimes when you wear Doc Martins to a bloody crime scene. He's dreamed of being a Police Officer ever since he's been out the womb, but he would’ve never expected it to be as dark as this.

PARK JAY AS HIMSELF

— "You little shits better solve this before I start growing grey hair"

The Hard-Headed Deputy Chief of Police Force had quite the temper whenever on the job, and his colleagues would describe him as very straightforward + down-to-earth person. Once he stumbled upon an abandoned house in the middle of nowhere, however, his whole life was deemed a lie.

YANG JUNGWON AS HIMSELF

— “God, I don’t know what to believe anymore.”

The top dog of the Seoul Police force, who also had a conceited heart of stone. He doesn't believe in the supernatural wishwash, with ghosts and demons & devils; thinks it's all a bunch of baloney. (Maybe that's why he gets along with Jay so well.) How will he feel once he finds out there's one after him?

KIM SUNOO AS HIMSELF

— "Icarus got nothing on me."

A lovesick twenty-one year old, with such a face, the sun itself gets envious. A chill, laid back guy that would always have your back no matter what. His only problem was, he fell in love/trusted people too quickly— which could ultimately lead to his demise. I mean, can anyone even penetrate what was about to unfold?

NISHIMURA RIKI AS HIMSELF

— “Last one to hell is a rotten egg!”

A young and aspiring intern that hopes to one day serve his people faces the harsh reality of what the universe could throw at him. He’s basically the department’s certified little brother, and his wide toothed smile could make just about anyone crumble. Can his bright and enamoring personality save him and his crew though?

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"knawing at the essence of reality, save it in my grasp, will you?"

VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

#enhastars #enhypen #enhastars flicker #enhypen jay #nishimura niki #jungwon #nishimura riki #sunghoon #sunoo #enhypen jake #paranormal #horror #enha

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fwkei · 3 years

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Excited for what's to come

Rindou Haitani x fem!reader (fluffly, slightly angst, light mention of nfsw)

yass my 2nd request 🥳🥳ik that i can respond to the questions directly but it wont let me put a tittle if i do so i'm just gna do my requests like this, hopefully the person sees it, AND I HOPE U ENJOY! I had kinda a tough time with this ngl also sorry for any mistakes

CW/TW: Mentions of harassment, mentions of drugs

WC: 7.2k

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Your mouth parted in shock as anger filled you looking at his grinning face. You never thought you’d ever see this man’s face again. And you almost didn’t recognize him. But the second he spoke...you knew it was him...and he knew it was you.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” you said under your breath, bringing your hand to your head as he walked over, hands in his pockets smiling.

“Been a while, huh?” he said tilting his head at you

The familiar sight of his cocky smile sent you back, way back to when it all started between you two. Way back to when you were only 15.

You were walking home after finishing a day of school and club activities. It was mid year, finals just finished up and spring break was coming along. You felt relieved that you could finally have 2 weeks of rest, and not worry about your underclassmen and schoolwork. Since tomorrow was the last day of school, you decided you’d make a stop at the corner store. To just grab some snacks, maybe even dinner…

You held your book bag close to your body, as you opened the doors of the store. It was cold inside, you tucked your arms under each other to create some friction for warmth, as you walked around a bit you saw a group of 4 boys who all had matching uniforms, but not school uniforms. Just delinquent uniforms. You quickly glanced to see the sign of their gang, after a bit of looking, you didn’t recognize it, and decided to brush them off.

They looked around the same age as you, maybe a year older. They stood crowded in front of the cooler section laughing and talking pretty loud which already annoyed you a bit since you wanted to get a cold drink. You saw them fill their baskets with different types of beers and candy. You sorta cringed. After grabbing a few snacks and microwavable dinner you walked over to the cooler section, avoiding their presence completely, not interested or bothered by delinquents.

It was common for delinquents to be around where you lived. You often didn’t really like them, since most of them just trashed the streets and caused trouble for others, but you liked the ones that consisted of kids who just wanted to have fun and didn’t cause any harm. But definitely not groups like this, who are always waiting to just ruin someone's day.

“Excuse me-” you said avoiding eye contact, but not in a shy way

“Oh?” said one smiling

“What do you need, pretty?” he asked as his friends slightly moved out of the way, and you looked at him

“..just a drink.” you said smiling, trying to hide your irritated face while pointing to the door they were blocking

“Ahh, my bad.” he said moving out of the way, opening to door for you smiling foolishly

“Thank you.” you said giving a closed eyed smile before lowering your self slightly to grab your favorite drink

After grabbing it, you placed it in your basket and squeezed your way through the boys to get to the cashier. You smiled at the old man behind the counter as he scanned and bagged your items.

“Having dinner all by yourself? C'monn, let me accompany you, huh sweet?” said the leader walking over to you with that same smile on his face while licking his lips making you cringe

“Not interested.” you said not looking at him and grabbing your stuff, turning to walk out

“Aw c'mon..” he said following behind you as his friends dropped their stuff on the floor to follow their boss

You couldn't help but to feel a little bit worried for your own well being. When hearing them call out for you, as you so desperately tried to ignore it and go home. Still by the store's vicinity and still walking you heard him come closer and stand in front you, inching closer and closer to you making you back up with confused and worried eyes

“Don’t ignore me~” he said bringing his hand to twirl your hair

“I said I’m not interested.” you said bringing your hand to push you hair down so that he could no longer touch it

“You think that matters?” he asked as his smile faded into a smaller one but more devious

Suddenly you felt his finger tips touch your waist, and before it could escalate any further your fight or flight kicked in, you quickly raised your hand and slapped the male in front of you, and hard. Causing his head to turn a bit and arms drop from your body. You furrowed your eyebrows in anger as his hand traveled to his red cheek.

“Were you never taught that when a girl says no it means no?” you asked

You saw rage fill the man's eyes, as he brought his hand up to hit you back, both your heads turned to hear another person's voice.

“Really?” is all he said with one hand in his pocket, and the other taking out the lollipop in his mouth as he walked over with a blank expression

“The hell are you?” asked the male in front of you putting his hand down

“You’re gonna beat down on a girl for saying she doesn’t want you? Huh, ugly?” he said smiling as your eyes widened in shock at his insult to the man

Is he stupid? There's 4 guys here and he just insulted their friend. 4 v 1? The odds don’t play in his favor, and there wasn’t much you could do to help him other than call for help. But you couldn’t help but smile a little at his remark, You turnt your head to the side trying to contain your laugh.

“You laughing?” asked the male in front of you turning his rage filled gaze to you

“Yeah she’s laughing, isn't he an ugly guy?” asked the boy with blonde hair and blue highlights with glasses, grinning

“..yeah.” you said holding back your laugh and looking over at the boy, as he looked into your eyes with a look letting you it would all be okay

The male in front of you grunted as he raised his arm to hit you again, but the boy next to you blocked it with ease, signing. He held his arm steady blocking the arm from touching you. He placed his lollipop back in his mouth with one hand, then took off his glasses, turning his gaze to you. You felt your face get hot. He was just so...cool?

He softly smiled and handed you his glasses.

“Hold these for me?” he asked as you nodded your head ‘yes’ looking at him in complete awe

“Thanks-”

“I’m right here!” yelled the male coming in with another hit, you quickly moved out of the way to let him have the floor.

You held the boy's glasses in your hands as you watched him swiftly and easily doge the males attacks, and then it was all over. A single punch from the boy knocked the leader out, as he fell to the floor. Your eyebrows raised, excited.

“Isn’t he your leader? You guys are just gonna stand there?” asked the boy using his foot to turn over the body on the floor as his follower simply just ran away from the scene. The boy walked over to you, twirling the lollipop in his mouth. He took it out, throwing it into the trashcan near you before tilting his head giving you a slightly cocky smile...that you actually liked.

“Thank you.” you said bowing your head slightly at him

“No worries.” he said as you brought your head back up, still looking at him in awe

He noticed. He could tell you were stuck in awe, it was obvious by the look in your eyes. He’s never seen himself make a girl look at him like that, and honestly it made him prideful. But also fuzzy inside since he was able to make you nervous. He watched you earlier, noticing you had more of a calm personality, but the way you were now was different. He could practically feel the heat that radiated from your face. It really made him...happy? Usually all the girls he met fawn over his older brother...and it was nice having some attention for once.

He just kept looking into your eyes for a solid minute, you tried your very best to keep eye contact but it seemed as though he was lost in thought, so you looked off to the side and held out your hand with his glasses in it.

“I- uh..here by the way..” you said still looking off the side hoping he wouldn't notice your flushed face

“Thanks.” he said smiling, taking them from your hand and putting them, blinking his eyes a few times to adjust to it.

“Do you live around here? I can walk you home.” he said putting his hands into his pockets

“Yeah, just up the street. But you don't have to, really! I wouldn’t want to burden you.” you said bringing your hands up frantically at the nice gesture

“I don’t mind, honest. Here...just come with me, I gotta buy a few things first..” he said as his eyes traced your face

“Sure.” you said smiling as you both started to walk to the store

You only followed him around like a lost puppy, as he picked up a few drinks and snacks. Once he finally finished and paid, you both walked out, and started walking to your home.

“What’s your name?” you asked looking at him

“Rindou, or Rin is fine.” he said turning his gaze to you

Every. Single. Time. He looked in your eyes, it was like you were lost in trance. Although it was dark out, you could still so clearly see his eyes, they were so perfect to you. But what you didn’t know at the time was he felt the same way. He finally had someone's eyes on him, for him and no one else. He would feel fuzzy every time you looked him deep in the eye. And you both could tell there was a lot of tension, but not in a bad way.

“Yours?” he asked

“Y/n.” you said looking back in front of you

“Pretty name.” he said making you smile scrunch your eyebrows in confusion as you looked over at him

“Thanks...that’s a compliment I've never heard before from someone.” you said smiling

“Is it the type of compliment you'll remember?” he asked smiling

“Yeah, I don’t think i’ll ever forget it.” you said

“Good.” he said

“Oh- my place is just up the stairs so..thank you for walking me.” you said stopping in your tracks and pointing, smiling

“Yeah, no problem..” he said as you waved and started to walk up the stairs

“Hey-! Before you go-” he said making his way to where you were on the stairs, stopping on the stair below you, making him look up at you

You saw that his face was slightly red, and it made you smile softly as you waited for him to finish his thoughts,

“Would this be a bad time to ask you out or-?” he asked laughing, leaving you surprised

“Yes but I like you..so no.” you said

“..cool.. Then i’ll see you tomorrow.” he said said grinning and turning around to walk

“..tomorrow?” you said under your breath smiling as he made his own way home

After the most cliche moment of your life just happened, you went on to do your regular routine of going to bed. And you couldn’t help but feel so excited for what's to come.

‘What does he mean by seeing me tomorrow..he didn’t even ask if i'd be free, or tell me where we should meet….He’s so different..’

You though tot yourself as you were trying to fall asleep

The next morning, you woke, got ready, and went to school. Everything went as usual. Till one of your underclassmen from your club came barging into the club room, sweating and frantically trying to catch his breath.

“Y/N!” he yelled

“Are you alright?” you asked placing down the pen you were using to help correct a paper, while walking over to him to help him sit down

He only let out heavy breaths, and so you went over to your book bag, taking out a new water bottle and napkin. You handed him the water as he aggressively went to open it and drink it. You kneeled next to the kid and wiped the sweat that was dripping from his forehead, waiting for him to calm down.

“What happened? You look scared.” you said with concerned eyes

“Y/n! There's a man outside in front of the school asking for you!” he said

“..did he threaten you or something?” you asked thinking it was the guy from yesterday who harassed you

“No! But! But!-” he said not being able to speak his mind

“Hey! Hey! It’s alright just relax, grab your stuff and go home, okay? Club is done for today.” you said getting up and patting his head

“Sure but!”

“Don’t worry! Everything is fine-” you said walking over to grab your sweater and bag

“Do you mind locking up the classroom on your way out?” you asked to one of the club members

“Sure!” she said as you handed her the key

“Thanks so much, leave the key at the front office on your way out-!” you said walking out of the club room

You walked down the stairs of your school, walking to the front you carefully looked around, seeing no threat in sight you continued on your way, walking to the front. As you turned to start walking on the sidewalk, your face grew shocked at seeing-

“Rindou?” you asked

“Hey there, took you long enough.” he said looking up from his phone

“Sorry..? How would I know that you would be here?” you asked smiling as you walked over to him

“I thought I sent some random kid to get you.” he said

“You also scared the shit out of him.” you said as Rindou started smiling cheekily

“I swear I didn’t mean any harm-” he said bringing his arm up in defense

“Well sit down, let's go already. It's hot.” he said handing you a helmet

“Where’re we going?” you asked taking it and strapping it on

“You’ll see, come- and I’ll hold your bag for you. he said pushing himself up so that you could sit behind him

You didn't respond and only did as he said, sitting behind him, you pulled your skirt down. You felt nervous at how close you two were right now, but he seemed so calm...it was almost frustrating.

“This your first time on a bike?” he asked slightly turning his head

“Yeah, you’re not gonna wear a helmet?” you replied

“Nope, don't need it, and you should probably hold onto me though.” he said, bringing his hands up to start the motor making your heart jump at the loud sound, and before you could even do anything, he started zooming out of his parking space.

Your eyes widened and you quickly brought your arms, wrapping them around his waist, pressing your cheek against his upper back and cringing your eyes shut. Sacred for your life. You heard him laughing a bit at your reaction, and you couldn't help but to smile at it since it was so cute.

“Slow down!” you yelled trying to make yourself known over the loud engine

“You’re gonna be fine! Just trust me!” he yelled back smiling as you brought your head up slightly feeling the wind against your skin..and it felt so good. Was this what living a carefree life was like?

You couldn't help but smile so big at the feeling you were feeling right now.. It was different from any other feeling you’ve felt. It was happy mixed with...anxiousness? It left you with butterflies in your stomach. That never went away and it just made you feel so good.

‘Is this love?’

you thought to yourself holding Rindou tighter to you as he turned the bike

Rindou felt his heart flutter with your every touch, the fact that you would hold onto him tighter and tighter every time he did something new with his bike just made him smile like a fool. He found it so cute that despite the fact that you were scared, knew nothing about him, and had no idea where you were going and just trusted him because he said so made him feel...light? Like fuzzy and warm. He liked it. No, he loved it. You made him feel happy and jittery even though he knew nothing about you, but he knew how to keep a level head...but that was getting harder and harder for him to do

‘Am I in love?’

He thought to himself

He was snapped out of his thoughts when seeing the spot come into view. He slowed down his bike, turning into a dirt road with lots of trees and bushes, the sun piercing through them making it a beautiful sight. There was also a fence that was about 4 feet tall that also had a sign which said “no trespassing, private property.” which made you raise an eyebrow.

“Are we going on a hike or something?” you asked taking your arms off him and resting them on your thighs, making Rindou feel a little disappointed that your warmth was gone

“Sorta, it’s a short one.” he said, parking the bike and getting off to help you out.

“Hm.” you said smiling taking off your helmet and placing it on the handle of the cycle

You got off the cycle and walked over to where Rindou was, seeing he was making his way over the fence

“Are you sure this is okay?” you asked stopping at the fence seeing he was on the other side

“I promise. Trust me.” he said, pushing up his glasses smiling, you smiled at him and placed your foot through the openings so that you could bring your leg up to the other side.

“Alright, I will.” you said smiling as you sat on the fence, ready to jump off

Rindou held his hand out for you to grab. You placed your hand on his feeling your face get hot, again, as he wrapped his fingers around it. You put some of your weight on him as you slightly jumped off. You let go of your hand and fixed your skirt.

“Ready?” he asked holding out his hand again for you to grab

“Ready.” you said finally letting him see you blush as you held his hand making his eyes soften at you. You felt excited.

After a bit of walking through some nature, you two stopped. You held one of your hands over your eyes since the sun was shining directly at you. But your other hand never let go of his. You tilted your head in confusion seeing that you both were stopped at a lake. It wasn't too big or small. The water was clear and you could see the bottom of the body of water because of the sun's bright rays.

“..hm?” you said seeing that Rindou let go of your hand and started to take off his school shirt and jacket, you quickly turned your gaze from him

“What are you doing?” you asked avoiding looking at him

“We. We are going swimming.” he said walking in front of you smiling foolishly

“I don’t have a swimsuit.” you said smiling slightly seeing he was only left in plaid boxers

“And? C’mon it's spring break, isn’t it? Let loose a bit.” he said taking off his glasses

“Is this your cheap shot at trying to get in my pants?” you asked jokingly

“It can if you want it to be, but don’t worry that time will come eventually-” he said smiling cocky and patting your head, making your face become hot

“Smooth.” you said taking off your shoes as Rindou sat on a rock watching you

“Really?” you said after taking off your socks and skirt leaving you in your undershorts and school shirt

“What?” he said playing dumb

“Fold your clothes, don't just leave it on the floor.” you said grabbing his shirt, balling it up and throwing it at him as he brought his arms to grab it before it could hit him

“Oh? I see what you’re doing.” he said smiling and getting up, doing as you told him

“I’m sure.” you said unbuttoning your shirt, folding it and placing everything on a rock turning around to not see Rindou anywhere, you made a confused look but then you felt yourself being picked up and thrown into the water, but he stayed with you, letting you both hit the water together

You weren’t even angry, you just felt happy.

It all went in slow motion in his eyes, seeing your shocked face turn into a happy one as you splashed into the water. It honestly shocked him, the way you two so easily warmed up to each other.

After about 2 hours of just swimming, talking, fighting, and flirting. You both floated in the water watching the sun go down.

“Wanna be a thing, Y/n?” he asked looking off to the side as you let out a small laugh

“You would like a middle school boy asking out his crush-” you laughed making his face turn to yours flustered

“How else can I say it then?” he asked

“I never said it was bad, it’s cute and sure, let’s ‘be a thing’” you said making his mouth slightly part

“I like hanging out with you, relationships are just friendships but more intimate right? It’ll be fun...I like how I feel when I’m around you so it’s an easy yes.” you said resting your arms on the big pile of rocks in the water looking up at his surprised face

“See, I was gonna say all that but I didn't wanna creep you out-” he said shrugging lightly and slightly swimming over to you

You simply smiled and looked at him as he made his way closer to you.

He was completely lost in your eyes, he didn’t even feel nervous about asking you out. He just felt so comfortable, and he knew you’d say yes. He watched as you got up from the water and ringing out your hair. His eyes grazed your damp skin, and you noticed it. But you didn’t feel nervous anymore. You liked it.

“We should get out, right? The sun is almost down. I don’t want either of us to get sick-” you said making your way out of the water

“worried about me? How sweet.” he teased following you out

“Shut it-” you said smiling as you started to put on your school shirt and socks and Rindou put on his shirt and pants.

“Shit. Quick-” he said grabbing your hand

“My clothes?!” you said in a louder tone as you two started to run to a bush

“We’ll come back, keep quiet it’s the cops.” he said pulling you in front of him so that you could hide behind the bush first

“The cops?! How do you know??” you asked whisper yelling

“Shhh..” he said bringing his hand to cover your mouth as he carefully watched the two cops encounter the clothes on the floor

You brought your hand up to pull down Rindous hand, as you both watched and listened carefully. Your heart was thumping hard, you could feel it all over your body. You watched as the cops picked up the skirt you left on the ground.

“Well jeez-” laughed the cop seeing all the clothes

“Is it those damn skinny dippers again?” said one cop signing

“Probably, just pick it up and throw it away. There's no one here like always, these calls are always a waste of time.” said the cop tossing your skirt into a trash bag

“Kids are too horny these days!” yelled the cop picking up the clothes and throwing it in the trash bag

“PFT-”

Your eyes turned to Rindou who just let out a loud laugh. You brought your hand to cover his mouth quickly, but the damage was already done.

“Who’s there?!” yelled the cop walking over

“Shit, cmon!” yelled Rindou grabbing your hand as he started to run quickly, still laughing

“You DUMBASS-” you yelled as you two ran fast as Rindou was now laughing hysterically

“Stop it right there!” yelled the cops chasing after you both

“Shit!” you yelled after turning your head seeing the cops were catching up to you two

“Are they close?!” yelled rindou as you both started running faster

“Yes!” you yelled back

“Okay as soon as you see the bike just get on it, okay?!” he yelled looking back at you, grinning making your mouth part in awe

‘He’s so cool.’

You thought to yourself

The fence came into view, Rindou used his hand to hold himself up as he jumped over it quickly, and you did the same. You got onto the bike, putting on your helmet as you watched Rindou pull a pocket knife out of his pants pocket.

“What the-'' you said before being interrupted by the sound of a deflating tire, Rindou placed the knife back into his pocket as he ran over to you, sitting down and starting the cycle. Not leaving yet

“What the hell are you doing?! Drive!” you said anxiously seeing the cops come into view

“Just as second…” he said waiting for the cops to become more clear

“Now. See ya!” he yelled laughing after seeing the panting cops finally catch up to you two, teasing them into thinking they caught you both.

You started to laugh as Rindou drove away quickly with a big smile on his face.

That was probably the funniest night of your life. And that's how all your dates went with Rindou. They were all action packed, filled with adrenaline and excitement. He always showed up unannounced at your place honking, or would text you to come over to his place. It was something new everyday with him..from exploring abandoned buildings, to dining and ditching at expensive restaurants, to staying late at each other's houses just talking, to him laying his head on your lap as you treated his wounds, to almost nothing at all.

It had been 3 years of dating Rindou Haitani… The best and worst years of your life. You two fell so stupidly in love with one another. All you guys did was stupid things at first. The love was young, new, and immature. You both were exploring unknown feelings.

Rindou was your first love, and as much as you hate to admit that, you could never forget the day when you realized how you fell for him. And he for you.

After you both passed your high school years, things started to not go so great. Although you loved Rindou with all your heart, some of the stupid things he did were not cute. You were now both 18, and your mother expected you to start helping her out financially, and you completely understood that since you weren’t very wealthy. You started to take up jobs, any that you could find, basically throwing away your high school diploma, using your knowledge for no good. You didn’t mind it, but it did make you feel upset. You hoped that Rindou would notice and ask you about it but it was always the same thing over and over again with him now. Except he just became more and more aggressive with it.

He started getting into a lot of trouble by himself, and not with the help of his older brother, surprisingly. To the point where you would get calls from the police station from him asking you to come and bail him out. At first you didn’t mind, and dug into your savings to do so, but his crimes just became more expensive. You’ve bailed him out 3 times in just 1 month, and it costed you thousands of yen. And he’d only smile at you and say ‘thank you’ nothing more. It infuriated you, but you kept it inside. You’ve asked him multiple times if everything was alright, and if there was a reason for his sudden outbursts of violence. You even went as far as asking Ran, to which you got no answer from both.

Rindou was never ever considerate of your time. At first it was alright, because you two were just kids and had time to waste. But now it was obvious that it wasn't the same anymore. The love you both had, matured greatly and became way more intimate, you both understood that and the risks with it. But as it matured, you both were growing anxious. Anxious at that maybe things would never be the way they used to be. Just being stupid and in love. Like those cliche romance mangas.

You looked down at your phone after serving your last table of the knight. You were exhausted and just wanted to go home, seeing it was 11.

You received a text from Rindou saying “come over?” and it made you angry. So angry. You bit your inner cheek sighing seeing that yet again, he isn't considerate of your time. You had enough, and immediately started walking to his house trying to calm down as you took off your apron.

After walking about 30 minutes, you successfully calmed yourself down. You walked to the door, and knocked, holding all your things in your hands.

“Y/n, hi.” said Ran opening the door smiling

“Hi, is Rin in his room?” you asked smiling

“Yes,” he said, moving to the side. Ran could tell you were upset about something.

You walked over to the door of Rindous room. You knocked before entering the room, seeing he was sitting on his bed with a remote in his hand playing some sort of video game. You took a small breath to try and control yourself. And Ran stood beside the door, he couldn't help but eavesdrop at what was to happen, but you couldn’t see that.

“Rin-”

“Hold on I’m almost done-” he said toying with the remote

“...” you sat there patiently waiting, and after a couple minutes-

“Alright I’m done...What’s wrong?” he said furrowing his eyebrows slightly

“The hell do you mean ‘what’s wrong’?”

“You’re upset.”

“Of course I’m upset, you texted me, telling me to come over for what? For me to just sit here and watch you play video games? Like every other time?”

“What are you talking about? I always take you out? What made you so mad today?”

“Rindou stop acting stupid.”

“What? How am I acting stupid Y/n?” he asked with an annoyed tone

“...Rindou I’ve told you already, I don't have time like I did before, I can't just drop everything and come and hang out with you.”

“I know that, that’s why I texted you after work.”

“Yeah you texted me after my 9 hour shift, and you’ve been doing that for the past week when you see that i’m clearly tired. I have to walk 30 minutes to get here? You don’t even offer to pick me up.”

“I told you my bike is broken.”

“And?! I told you I would pay for it to get fixed but you didn’t accept my money.”

“Because I don’t want you to waste your money on something stupid like that? Maybe think Y/n.”

“You don’t seem to have a problem with me using my money to bail you out of jail, that’s just as stupid.”

“I’m stupid now?”

“I’m not saying that! The things you do are stupid!”

“I told you I’m sorry, I haven't gotten in trouble at all this week for you, okay?”

“For me? I lectured you for your own good.”

“I don’t need to hear a lecture from you right now.”

“Rindou I don’t know what’s going on with you right now, but if something is bothering you and making you act differently just tell me and I’ll help you.”

“Nothing’s wrong, you’re just so sensitive now.”

“...”

“I’m always the one planning things between us, and you’re getting mad at me for continuing to do that?” he said

“Planning what? You never tell me anything until the last minute, and you just expect me to follow you.”

“And that's why I text you after work.” he said choppy breaking down the words

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Mock me, asshole.”

“..”

“I’m fucking tired after work, okay? And seeing how we’re becoming distant just makes me so upset and exhausted. I’m trying to fix things here.”

“There’s nothing to fix, if you don’t like how it is, then just leave me. It’s that easy.” he said

“Are you serious?” you asked biting your inner cheek to hold in your tears

“Yeah, I’m serious.” he said with a straight face

“So you’re okay with me just ending things right here?” you said fisting your hands out of frustration

“If that means you’ll stop complaining then yeah.” he said

You felt your heart ache, you were so unbelievably angry and sad. You got up, not looking at him as you turned to leave

“Fucking dick.” you said under your breath before making your way out of the house, passing by Ran who had wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

“Really Rindou?” said Ran to Rindou while standing at his door smiling

“What? I wasn’t the one who ended things.” he said

“Sure, but you were the one who enticed it.” he said bringing up his pointer finger

“And?” he said

“Nothing...just surprised you're not upset, she was crying as she left.” said Ran signing

“She was..?”

“Obviously.” replied Ran smiling

“It’s a shame really, I liked you two together. She was good to you, I hope you won't take a person like her for granted again, Rin.” said Ran signing before making his way to his room

Ran was always a tease to Rindou, especially about girls and you. Rindou could tell though. He could tell that Ran was trying to tease but also get an important message across to him. Ran could tell Rindou wasn't in the right headspace. He’s been out of it, and honestly Ran envys you for being able to put up with it, and also his normal crazy demeanor at the same time. There really isn't any other person other than you and Ran that have had such an impact on Rindou.

After you left, Rindou just sat there with a blank expression. He got a notification on his phone, lighting it up, forcing him to see his screen saver which was a picture of you two. Your laughing face at the bottom of the screen, as his hands were messily in your hair, spreading hair dye all over with a smile on his face looking down at you with such awe.

He looked away from his phone and brought his hands to his hair, grasping it in frustration. It was what RIndou wanted. In your eyes, you saw Rindou losing interest, in his eyes, he saw someone too good for him. He held you back, right?

---

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Been a while, huh?”

“You two...know each other?” asked Kakucho who was showing you around the building

“...”

Complete silence as you both just looked into each others eyes, you slightly angry, and him smiling.

“Yeah-” you both said at the same time looking over at Kakucho

“Oh! How so?” he said giving a surprised smile

“...”

You both looked back at each other, you switched your gaze to look off to the side

“Old...uh..friends.” you said smiling at Kakucho as he nodded his head

“Friends?” said Rindou furrowing his eyebrows playfully, making you feel anxious.

“Yes, friends.” you said

“Should I give you 2 some time alone-?” asked Kakucho sweat dropping

“No-”

“Yes-”

“..”

“After the meeting.” you and Rindou said at the same time, again.

“...Well alright then, let’s go to the table?” said Kakucho trying to ease the tension between you two

“Sure.” you said smiling at him

“Right this way-” he said walking in front of you as you followed, feeling Rindous presence behind you making you nervous.

As the table came into view, you saw a few other men sitting down and discussing things. You smiled and waved as they turned their attention to greet you.

“Y/n?” asked Ran smiling, clearly very surprised standing up a bit to reach your hand

“Hello! Good to see you again,” you said smiling and shaking his hand

“...Interesting.” he said sitting back down smiling over at his younger brother who looked annoyed

“Ran, you’ve met Y/n?” asked Kokonoi

“Y/n was friends with Rindou and Ran-” said Kakucho smiling trying to avoid another tension filled conversion

“I see, then Sanzu will be right over. But Y/n is going to be our financial guide/supervisor. Today’s meeting is about the recent drop in our drug sales.” said Kokonoi passing around packets

You pulled one towards you and sat down between Kakucho and Rindou, reviewing over the packet immediately noticing some major details.

“Alright!!” you heard a man yelled as he walked into the room throwing himself onto his chair

“Oh, new girl that Koko haired right? Y/n is it?” he asked looking over at you

“Yeah-” you said smiling

“Pleasure~” he said smiling leaning over the table to shake your hand

“Likewise.” you said letting go and sitting back down fixing your dress

After a bit of bickering between the men for about 10 minutes, you finally finished your analysis.

“What you should do is drop oxy shipments, sales go down every month by 2%, Within 6 months you’ll be losing more money than you will make with drugs. Also the place you’re getting your oxy shipments from recently is just faux opioids. I get you switched to a new provider since you weren't making money but they’re not even a type of opioid. They were recently in a feud with another gang just a week ago for selling synthetic drugs. They make business by buying cheap things and selling it for 10x it’s price. So the reason you’re losing money is simple, your clients aren’t getting their desired high. Opioids are too expensive to buy in big shipments so I recommend switching to another drug. Adderall is becoming popular among students and soon with others. Taking it gives you a rush of energy and good feelings all around, switch to selling adderall instead of faux opioids, and you’ll be making a lot more money.” you said showing your paper to the men

“How are you so sure?” asked Rindou looking over your notes

“It’s right in front of you.” you said not looking at his direction causing Ran to put his head down to contain his laugh and Rindou smiles at you remark

“I’m all for it.” said Sanzu smiling

“I also brought samples if any would like to try.” you said

“Oh how nice!” said Sanzu smiling at you as you placed the small container in his hand as he opened it and swallowed one happily

“When will we start to see an increase?” asked Kokonoi

“Oh right so here I made-”

You went on to explain your reasoning to Ran, Koko, and others. Within an hour they all seemed satisfied and impressed with your work, while Sanzu was just in a mind of his own enjoying himself

“Alright then I'll start making calls.” said Koko giving you a soft smile

“Sure, let me know if you need any help.” you replied back as the other men started to pack their papers

“Y/n, would you like to finish the tour?” asked Kakucho

“Maybe next time?” you said smiling trying to cover your annoyed face at feeling Rindou tap your shoulder

“Ah understood- no worries.” he said smiling

You turned to look up at Rindou

“My office alright with you?” he asked placing his hands into his pockets

“Yeah.” you said bringing your hand to your necklace, playing with it

You felt nervous as you followed Rindou into his office, anxious, like that first time he walked you home. You haven't seen him in years, it was so overwhelming. You were surprised at yourself for not getting more angry today.

He opened the door of his office for you, you walked in and sat on one of the chairs, as Rindou closed the door, walking over, leaning himself against the table as he just looked down at you. You looked to the side to cover the flushed face you very much did not want him to see.

“Stop looking at me like that.” you said looking him in the eye

“Like what? You look good.”

“...Just say what you want to say so that I can go home.” you said looking off to the side trying to ignore the fact that butterflies just filled your stomach

“How’ve you been?” he asked smiling noticing how his words took affect on you

“Fine. Went to university like I wanted..” you said

“I’m glad, Y/n.” he said

“What are you getting at here?” you asked getting frustrated

“Nothing, I just miss you.” he said

“Don’t say things like that. It’s not fair.”

“Y/n-”

“No, don’t say anything anymore-”

“I’m sorry.” he said making your mouth part then close quickly as you looked to the side trying to control the overwhelming emotions taking over you right now

“I don’t know what you want me to say to that.” you said getting up from your seat, walking to the door, stopping in your tracks when you felt his hand grab your wrist gently

“Just say what you feel like saying.” he said, getting up from leaning on his desk to stand in front of you, making your eyes widen in shock at the sudden intimacy

“I-” you said, getting lost in his eyes again like it was your very first time looking in them. Your eyes traced his face, appreciating every little detail, finally looking at his lips seeing them smirk slightly

“Fucking dick.” you said under your breath before bringing your hand to his jaw, pressing your lips onto his. You felt his arms hold your waist as his mouth moved in sync with yours, his mouth was so warm and hungry for yours. You missed being this intimate with him. He moved you against the wall of his office before breaking the kiss, breathing heavily and looking you deep in the eye

“are you...seeing anyone?” he asked

“..No.” you replied

“Then..Wanna be a thing, Y/n?” he asked smiling after seeing you smile at the familiar words

“Sure, let’s be a thing’”

You said, excited for what's to come.

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Bonus lmao

“You guys are done, great-” said Kakucho as his smile faded as he realized what just happened in Rindous office.

“Yeah. We’re done.” you said patting down your hair and fixing the strap of your dress

“We made up.” said Rindou smiling while fixing his tie and wiping under his lip

“...” Kakucho was left with wide eyes and a flustered face, as Rindou and you nonchalantly walked back to the meeting table to grab your stuff and leave.

#rindou haitani #bonten rindou #rindou x reader #ran haitani #boten #tokyo revenger x reader #tokyo rev #fluff to angst #angst to fluff #idk lol #i spent way too long on this

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hornime · 3 years

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mutually assured destruction | kyoutani kentarou x gn!reader

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

warnings: 18+, fwb!kyoutani, hate sex, degradation, orgasm denial, fighting for dominance (idek if that’s a thing but it should be), both you and kyo are BRATTY AS HELL, some choking, spitting, CHAIN BITING, kinda toxic ?? but like mutually so it cancels out cus pemdas ???

w/c: 1.7k (i got carried away but kyoutani is just so sexy)

a/n: the way i came up with this title while studying for apush and then kyoutani flooded my mind and suddenly the catalysts of the cold war no longer mattered to me anymore.

you and kyoutani were not a good mix, not by a long shot. simply being in the same room was a disaster waiting to happen; he was a bundle of tnt and you were a lit match. for all that you hated each other, though, both of you needed the other for something: a fuck that would never disappoint.

the sex, just like your relationship, was explosive. it was heart-stopping, ab-clenching, vision-blinding, breath-stealing, hardcore-as-fuck sex. neither of you could get enough of it nor wane yourself off it. you were addicted.

it made you hate him even more.

[11:05 PM] kyo-kyo: come over

you cringed at the contact name. you must’ve changed it after the last time you hooked up, all stupid and cock-drunk. you quickly retyped his contact info before responding to his message.

[11:05 PM] you: why

[11:05 PM] kyoutani: are you an idiot? you know why

[11:05 PM] you: ik i just wanna hear u say it

[11:05 PM] you: say that ur soooooo horny that you just haddddd to text me

[11:06 PM] kyoutani: no. fuck you.

[11:06 PM] you: fine. im not coming over then.

you both knew that was a lie.

[11:08 PM] you: have fun taking care of urself.

[11:08 PM] you: needy bitch.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: watch it. i wasnt this mean when you were begging me to fuck you last week.

you sighed. that was a moment of weakness.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: whatd you say last time? something along the lines of “ill do whatever you want just come fuck me”?

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: *attachment: one (1) screenshot*

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: ohh it was “ill do whatever you want PLEASE just come fuck me”

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: youre so much nicer to be around when you use your manners

definitely a moment of weakness.

[11:12 PM] you: fuck off i get it. im coming

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: doors unlocked

the moment you nudged your way into his apartment, he was on you, hands gripping tightly at the flesh of your hips and teeth nibbling at your bottom lip.

“get off,” you groaned, pushing him away. as you peeled off your jacket, you glanced down at his pants and looked back up at his face with an amused expression. “are you hard already?”

he met your eyes with a gaze of lust—and was that desperation?—before turning to walk towards his bedroom, expecting you to follow. “no.”

“yes you are,” you teased. “you really needed me, didn’t you? you’re absolutely pathe—”

before you could finish, kyoutani grabbed your wrist before practically dragging you to his bed. he pushed you onto the mattress and, with his hands on your waist, maneuvered your body up until your head rested between his two pillows. “stop fucking talking. your voice is annoying.”

“at least i can keep it in my pants,” you retorted. “you’re just embarrassingly horny.”

“you wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.” that shut you up.

he crept towards you until the gold chain around his neck dangled tantalizingly in your face. in an instant, you were kissing, aggressively melding your lips together in a mess of teeth and tongue. kyoutani’s hands clumsily reached for your bottoms, briefly breaking the kiss to unbutton your pants and yank them, along with your underwear, off your legs. he then did the same to himself, giving his leather belt a thoughtful once-over before glancing back at your face. he was clearly deliberating about something in his head, though you were completely clueless as to what, but he ultimately threw the belt to the side alongside his jeans with a shrug of his shoulders. maybe next time, he thought.

meanwhile, you’d taken off your shirt and were tugging at the hem at kyoutani’s. he seized your forearm, “stop being so impatient,” he chastised, before pulling the cloth over his head and letting it drop to the floor.

breathless, you both marveled in the glory of the other’s naked body. kyoutani, a lot more eager than you—though he’d rather die than admit that—closed the distance between you, leaning down to suck on your tongue. when he separated from you, his eyes cloudy and cheeks flushed, you spit in your palm, maintaining eye contact while feeling blindly for his cock.

he hissed, briefly shutting his eyes, as your fingers closed around his shaft, leisurely stroking up and down.

“where’s the lube?”

“in the,“ his voice became strained as your thumb swirled his pre-cum around the tip, “the bo-bottom drawer. i’ll,” he groaned. “i’ll get it.”

you released his cock as he leaned over, opening the drawer and pulling out the bottle. he dribbled some of the liquid on the pads of his fingers and brought them closer to your hole. you tensed, eyes squeezing in anticipation as you prepared for the intrusion.

nothing happened.

in confusion, you opened your eyelids only to be met with the mildly-entertained expression of the man above you. “so hasty,” he tsked. his fingertips circled your fluttering hole but did nothing more.

“stop teasing,” you pleaded.

he slowly inched his fingers in, groaning as he watched your walls stretch to accommodate him. for a few minutes, he did nothing but push in and out and scissor his fingers, making you wider and wider.

“put it in.”

your words were met with little resistance—he wanted this as much as you did, if not more—and he repositioned himself, aligning his cock with your hole, now stretched and slick with lube. he moved his hips in, moaning lightly as he bottomed out.

“f-fuck,” he mumbled. “you’re so tight.”

“just move.”

he obliged, thrusting in and out, faster and faster, until you both were crying out in pleasure, scrumptiously close to your orgasms.

“i’m gonna cum soon,” you babbled. “don’t s-stop.”

“oh, are you now?”

you nodded mindlessly, brain hazy and unable to register the sinister undertone of his question.

“y-yeah. i’m so close. so. close—fuck i’m gon-”

kyoutani suddenly halted his movements, eyes blazing as he looked down at you.

“wha-why’d you stop?” you couldn’t help but whine. “i was so close.”

“are you seriously asking me that? why i stopped?” he taunted. “who’s the one that called me a ‘needy bitch’? huh?”

shit. if you’d known that he was going to use your jabs against you like this, you never would’ve made them. hindsight is a bitch.

“i didn’t mean it, kyo,” you pleaded, innocently using the cute nickname. “you know that. so why don’t you just give me what i wan-”

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

he thought for a moment. “and call me ken.”

he resumed his thrusts, significantly more erratic than before, and you couldn’t help but call out his name: ken, k-ken, fuck ken, more.

however, you’d sobered up from your denied release, and a wicked plan was beginning to formulate in your head. kyoutani, actually ken, now, was losing his composure even faster than you were—he’d denied himself an orgasm for the sake of punishing you, after all. you could tell that his dominance was crumbling—his shaking forearms and barely concealed moans had not gone unnoticed—and now was a good a time as ever for revenge.

and his chain, his stupid, fucking, gold chain, was getting on your nerves, clashing with your face every time his hips met yours. fed up and driven by vengeance, you clasped your teeth around the glimmering necklace, catching him off-guard.

he looked down at you, curiosity shining through his lustful gaze. “what’re yo-”

you quickly jerked your head to the side, yanking him off balance and making him land on his side. in an instant, you’d forced him onto his back and straddled his muscular thighs, a triumphant look visible on your face.

“how’d you even d-” ken choked on his words as you slammed back down on him again, taking him impossibly deeper. his hands scrambled to grip the bedsheets, “shit.”

“for the record,” you panted in between heavy breaths, rocking your hips, “i called you a needy bitch because you are a needy bitch.”

“shut up. no i’m no-”

your hand closed around his neck, preventing him from continuing. “yes you are,” you insisted, “and you’ll take whatever i give you.”

he shook his head out of your grasp, gasping for air. “i fucking hate you.”

“open your mouth,” you ordered. he glared at you defiantly. “open,” you purposefully clenched, tightening your hold on his cock, “up.”

at the sudden change in pressure, he couldn’t help but throw his head back and moan, allowing you to harshly grab his chin and let your salvia drip off your lips onto his awaiting tongue.

“swallow,” you demanded.

overwhelmed by the undeniable pleasure coursing through his veins, he did so without complaint. why does it taste good, he sighed internally. now i’m gonna want more.

just a few thrusts later, you both reached your orgasms, moaning far too loud in a room of walls that were far too thin. the intensity made your muscles turn to jelly and you collapsed onto ken’s chiseled chest, your bodies both trembling.

“‘m tired,” you mumbled into his collarbone.

“yeah me too,” he snapped. “you’re fucking exhausting to be around. i don’t know why i do it.”

“i do,” you teased, raising your head, “‘cus you’re a needy bi-”

he mashed your cheek back into his shoulder. “don’t finish that.” you weren’t sure if the fuzziness in your mind was clouding your judgement, but you swore you could hear the hint of a snicker in his voice.

gradually shaking the exertion out of your limbs, you picked up your clothes and got dressed, walking out ken’s front door with a middle-finger throw over your shoulder.

“i hope i never have to see you again!” he called out behind you.

as you headed back to your apartment, your phone buzzed with a text:

[02:01 AM] ken: i have a team dinner on tues and its gonna be annoying and ill probably be frustrated as hell

[02:01 AM] ken: so

you hesitated before responding.

[02:01 AM] you: i can be there around 10

[02:02 AM] ken: cool. sounds good

you couldn’t help the corners of your mouth from turning up. you were happy—in a sick, perverted, sex-crazed kind of way—but happy all the same.

tuesday couldn’t come soon enough. you were going to absolutely destroy each other.

#the chain biting was such a sexy brain move on my part #like how did i even think of that #that one paragraph literally belongs in a museum #spreading my gold chain kyoutani agenda #kinky.inky #haikyuu smut #haikyuu! smut #kyoutani x reader #kyotani kentaro x reader #maddog #maddog x reader #tw.hate sex #tw.degradation #tw.toxic #tw.choking #tw.spit #kyoutani

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haijimee · 3 years

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authors note: I thought of this fic while high ah 4am, bare with me. Yes I usually write x reader but let me have this.

Fantasy AU Iwaoi— slight angst?

also yes ik Oikawa isn’t that clingy and reliable on iwaizumi, but this is just a fanfic. Ong I don’t want to get attacked for writing abt two fictional boys in love thx.

(Sorry for the lame ass cover I’m rlly tired.)

(unedited - not proofread)

MY IWA-CHAN ♡

by haijimee

— OIKAWA TOORU was jealous. So unbearably jealous. So jealous that his Iwa-chan, yes HIS. His Iwa-chan was walking around with that stupid rag-tag group of heroes to try and “defeat him.” How could this have happened? Everything between them was perfectly fine until that night.

That night..

Oikawa had a map spread across his desk in his lavish room, as Iwaizumi leaned over his shoulder to see it.

“So..what is this?” Iwaizumi asked, and Oikawa smiled.

“It’s my plan! All the little red pins are the kingdoms we’ll take over!” He chirped, as the map had red pins on every kingdom. Iwaizumi’s eyes narrowed.

“What happens if the kingdoms resist? Will anyone get hurt?” He asked, and Oikawa laughed in his head. Silly Iwa-chan didn’t know anything about taking over!

“Well duh, if they rebel we kill them!” He said, as if it was nothing. Iwaizumi stared at him in shock.

“But, Seijoh is on here, where our friends live! They’re not going to take kindly to someone trying to take them over!” He said, his eyes wide as he slammed his hand on Seijoh Kingdom on their map. Oikawa tutted, rolling his eyes.

“They have to bow down to us Iwa-chan. Whether they want to or not.” He said, and there was a short silence.

Iwaizumi broke it, his voice cold and quick as he spat,“Not us. You. I’m leaving.”

“What..?” Oikawa looked at him, smiling in disbelief. Leaving? No, Iwa-chan would never-

“You’re not the Oikawa I’m loyal too. You’ve lost it. When you finally come to your senses and become yourself again, come find me. Bye.” He spoke quickly, and Oikawa didn’t even realize he was gone until he heard the door slam, and then another door. The sound of drawers being pulled and things shoved in a bag, then the sound of the castle drawbridge going down. Finally, the neigh of a horse and the sound of galloping.

Leaving. Oikawa choked on the thought, as he ran to the nearest window. He saw his Iwa-chan riding off on a white horse, not even stopping to look back.

No. No no no no no no- Oikawa couldn’t believe it. No, his Iwa-chan would never leave him. He promised. He never broke promises, no, this wasn’t true.

He was gasping for breath, it wasn’t true. It was a hallucination of course. Of course. Some trick played by Kuroo or Bokuto. That was it.

He ran to Iwaizumis room, pounding on the door as he yelled his name.

“Iwa-chan! Iwa-chan open up this isn’t funny!” He cried, panicking. He rammed himself into the door and it gave in. He stood in shock as he looked around. The room was a mess! There were clothes everywhere, his drawers were empty and his wall of weapons was empty as well.

No.

Panic swallowed Oikawa as he stumbled back into his room, falling to his knees as he struggled to breathe. Hot tears burned his eyes and he tried so hard not to cry but gave in, covering his face with his hands as he cried. His body shook as it was racked with painful sobs.

As he finished his throat was raw from crying, and tears still slipped from his eyes and down his cheeks.

“Iwa..*hic*..chan...” he sobbed, as snot dripped from his nose and his eyes were red and puffy. He didn’t like this. He didn’t. How could this have happened? Why? Why did Iwa-chan leave him?

Months later Oikawa sat watching the crystal ball as he did everyday. He watched with an annoyed glare as Iwa-chan bumbled around with those loser heroes. The weird wizard Kenma, the creepily quiet giant Aone, the strange eyed elf Akaashi, the annoying short little knight Hinata...and Tobio-kun..

He felt disgust flow through him as he cringed at the thought. How could Iwa-chan leave him for...for TOBIO? He couldn’t understand it.

He watched as the group sat around a campfire, telling jokes and stories and completely unaware that they were being watched. Oikawa felt his heart pound and a soft smile cross his face as he watched Iwaizumis barking laugh and smile, the one that made his eyes close and his cheeks be so upturned it creases his eyes. It was Oikawas smile. He was the only one supposed to see it. Bitterness nipped at his heart as he realized that.

As he came back from his daze and looked back at the crystal ball he felt anger boil in his veins, his nails digging into his palms at the sight.

Little Tobio-kun tapping Iwaizumi on the shoulder, asking something softly as Iwaizumi stood up. He said something and Iwaizumi made that smile again, before hugging Tobio. Close.

Oikawa was shaking with rage as he watched. And that dirty Tobio had the audacity to bury his head in Iwaizums shoulders.

Get off him, get off him, get off him. His mind chanted as he stared. This brat was getting on his nerves. Oikawa felt jealousy burning in his gut. It should be him. He should be hugging Iwaizumi and burying his head in his shoulder. Feeling that immense body warmth and those strong arms wrapping around him. Whispering words of encouragement. To him. Not Tobio. It should be him.

Present day, Oikawa sat atop the pile of stone rubble that was his castle, as he put his elbow on his knee and cupped his chin. He watched in disgust as everyone else got their happy endings. Even stupid Kuroo and Bokuto.

Kuroo was hugging his childhood friend, who was in fact Kenma the weird wizard. Bokuto was spinning around, the strange elf Akaashi in his arms. He only stopped for a few seconds to hug Akaashi and squish their cheeks together. Akaashi looked happy as a clam. It made Oikawa want to puke.

That quiet giant Aone was beet red as a flirty tree nymph named Futakuchi blabbered about how strong Aone was. Gross. And stupid stupid Tobio-kun was with little knight Hinata, who was jumping around like an idiot.

Oikawa was so jealous. Everyone else got what they wanted it wasn’t fair it wasn’t-

“Oi are you going to keep brooding or get up?” A voice asked. He froze, looking up as the sun almost blinded him, but the shadow in front of it was something he so longed to see.

“Iwa-chan...” he whispered, his red eyes staring into those lime green ones. He was here. Iwa-chan. His Iwa-chan!

“You finally came to your senses, huh?” Iwaizumi laughed, giving that eye creasing big smile. He reached out his hand and Oikawa almost fell trying to grab it, standing up as he looked at Iwaizumi. “You look like shit.” Iwaizumi said, smirking.

Oikawa couldn’t take it, he leaped, practically sobbing as he tackled Iwaizumi.

“IWA-CHANNNNN!!” He cried, as Iwaizumi howled as he fell. Oikawa had his arms wrapped around his knights waist, sobbing and blubbering as he tried to hold Iwaizumi as close as possible. “Iwa-chan please don’t ever ever leave me again!! I’m sorry I’m really sorry I’m so dumb please stay with me!!” He begged, apologizing and crying.

Iwaizumi sat rigid, before barking out a laugh.

“Shittykawa that was a one time thing. I made a promise remember!” He said, and Oikawa stared at him, “but if you ever let your ego get that big again I won’t come back next time!” Iwaizumi growled, pinching Oikawas cheek.

Oikawa whined, sitting up as he hugged Iwaizumi properly. His arms wrapped around Iwaizumis neck, his face buried in his shoulder. Iwaizumi was frozen, before melting. He wrapped his strong arms around Oikawas back, softly leaning his head on Oikawa’s.

“Iwa-chan don’t ever hug anyone like this again Okay? Only me. I’m the only one who gets to see your smile too. Those things belong to me..” he mumbled, and Iwaizumis face grew hot, a red blush spreading across his face.

“Hey Stupidkawa are you screwing with me-“

“And You. You belong to me too.!And I belong to you. You’re the only one who gets my hugs and dumb smiles. That’s how it works.” Oikawa said softly, hiding his pink face.

Iwaizumi said nothing, just held the demon a little tighter, inhaling his scent of burnt caramel and charcoal. Oikawa smiled as he buried his head into Iwaizumis neck, feeling the warm skin against his cold cheek.

My Iwa-chan...

#🌿.smiling #©️haijimee #🧃.oikawa tooru #🧃.iwaizumi hajime #🥤.haikyuu!!#iwaoi fanfic #iwaoi #iwaoi angst #iwaoi fluff #demon oikawa #knight iwaizumi #haikyuu quest #medieval au #iwaizumi x Oikawa #iwachan

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najatheangel · 3 years

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hello wonderful soul! i was wondering if i could request a written ship for nct dream, stray kids, and monsta x!

i’m an infj and capricorn. in any sort of relationship i highly value knowing someone very well, honesty, and communication. at first i’m very awkward (i’m always awkward lmao) and reserved, but gladly return the favor to anyone friendly. once i become comfortable with people i’m a weird chaotic crackhead lol. if you find me alone at home, i’m likely talking to myself while dancing weirdly. overall a positive person with a healthy mindset about life. i’m both academically and emotionally intelligent with a lot of deep thoughts. thoughtful and caring with a streak of savage/sarcastic wit.[...]

@moon-jun Heyy Moonie, I appreciate you sharing more about yourself. Ik we haven't been talking a lot lately, but I love ya too much. Here's your ship my dear I hope you enjoy it. 🤍🌙✨

From Nct Dream, I ship you with...Renjun

Positive Side: INFP's and INFJ's are actually known to be the "golden pair" in a friendship and romantic aspect which makes sense to ship you two together. With your awkward yet energetic personality, it'll compliment along with his funny and intelligent side. He's one of the members that's more on the reserved side, but he's very caring and sociable when it comes to meeting new people. I can imagine him warning you about the other members when you first meet him telling you all kinds of stories about how much they irritate him, but obviously in a joking way. Knowing how talented you two are, most of your dates would consist of art-related things such as making paintings, creating coffee mugs, or making keychains for all 23 nct members. You also have your days when you just want to read books together on a rainy day or drink tea together while knitting each other sweaters. Whenever you're struggling with something, he would always give you his intellectual input on it and suggest coming up with the best solution for you. He's the best emotional support system for you whenever you need to rant about something and doesn't have any regrets just like you.

Negative Side: I would say there are a few issues when it comes to calming the other person down. You both are very emotional people and it's obviously shown sometimes whenever someone makes you angry about something or when someone messes with someone, you both love. Renjun sometimes mopes around whenever he's having a bad day which can be hard to brighten his day. Whenever your mad or sad about something, Renjun knows he has to give you your privacy and let you handle it on your own no matter how much he wants to help you. You two also have small arguments about borrowing each other's things whenever the other person forgets to ask permission or give it back, but it never goes to extreme levels.

Overall: With the love you have for each other, you both apologize to each other and forget about it right away. Once you've got to know each other a lot longer you know how to find ways to cheer the other person up by just getting out of the house and spending quality time together. Renjun can be surprisingly clingy too and loves to cuddle on days when he needs it the most, but obviously in private not in public.

From Stray Kids, I ship you with...Lee Know

Positive Side: Han was another good fit, but Lee Know would fit more into the boyfriend role. To start off, Lee Know has a unique sense of humor that balances well with your crackhead side so I wouldn't doubt that it would be hard for you two to open up to each other. Just like I mentioned earlier about Renjun, you two make the perfect duo friendship and romantic wise. Capricorns and Scorpios are very compatible because they value trust, communication, and emotional intimacy in a partner which is what you two can give to each other. Your both also very understanding of each other and don't judge for what big decisions the other person decides to make. Whenever your spending time together, it's always so chaotic yet romantic. I can imagine him studying with you and all of a sudden he distracts you with some crazy dance he made up with Han making you crack up off your seat. Your chemistry is also so undeniable it makes people cringe almost, but for the most part, it's adorable. Lastly, both of your love for learning new things such as languages, new facts on your favorite paintings, and even about each other's life makes you so happy that your sharing what you just learned together.

Negative Side: Your both very protective and possessive of each other which sometimes can annoy the other person depending on what level you take it. Your both also very emotional but in different ways. Lee Know would tends to get angry fast when it comes to coming across conflicts and it would be hard to help him calm down. If someone would ever bully you or try to pick a fight with you, he would not hesitate to have your back on it, but I can see him going a bit overboard. He tries to hold back sometimes because he knows you can handle your problems on your own, but it's difficult for him to do that especially when it gets out of hand. He does this thing where he'd try to smile through the pain before or give you the death glare before he loses his shit.

Overall: You both learned after a few bad experiences that you need to rely on each other as friends and romantic partners should. Besides although Lee Know may say tough things and your independent, your both just a bunch of softies that are very dependent on each other.

From Monsta x, I ship you with...Minhyuk

Positive Side: Probably the best match out of the list! First of all, he's such a happy virus always spreading positivity and a social butterfly which would help you feel comfortable instantly when you're hanging out with him. It would almost seem like he's babying you at first, but he's just gushing over how cute you are. He starts crushing hard when as soon as you reveal you're funny and talented side. Just like how you're supportive of his music career, he finds the time of day to share your artwork with his members, friends, family, and even random strangers just to help you get some recognition for your hard work out in the world. Your both have so much energy building up already by yourselves, but together it easily transfers to everyone around you and just brightens everyone's day. Although he doesn't do this a lot, he's someone that you can sit down with, drink coffee, and have deep conversations about anything and everything in life. He's also a very passionate person when it comes to building relationships with people so you don't have to worry about him not being 100% committed to dating you.

Negative Side: It's very hard to find issues because you both don't argue and would understand each other emotions too well, but If I could think of a problem it would be struggling to learn how to handle each other's emotions. He's also a Scorpio just like Lee Know he can have his days where he's maybe stressed or feeling down like any other human being, but it might take an extra amount of effort to bring him back on his feet. You also have your days where you just want to be left alone and he knows it's better to give you your space no matter how hard it can be.

Overall: The two of you are so caring and loving towards each other that a few bad days is not going to drive you apart. Whenever your ready to have a talk or go on a date to get something off your mind, the other person won't hesitate to take you anywhere. Just a beautiful and entertaining pair!

Out of everyone, I ship you the most with...Minhyuk ☁☁☁

#submission #kpop ships #written ships #nct dream ships #monsta x ships #stray kids ships #monsta x #minhyuk #stray kids #lee know #nct dream #renjun

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gerberbabey · 4 years

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euphoric | one | JJ Maybank

a/n: this post isn’t showing up in the tags and idk why😔😭

ive linked both the outfit and the makeup look, and will continue to do so in the future. this is mostly bc im not rlly good at being descriptive sorry 😔 . For the aesthetic and looks in particular i might link a lot of Cierra Nia, cus her vibe and fits are very much what i had in mind. (when it comes down to it a lot of the inspiration im going off of is very Kali Uchis, Princess Nokia, and SZA.)

ik that this kinda cuts into the inclusivity (w aesthetics and fashion sense at least, bc i understand that some of these outfits might not be smth other people are comfortable wearing), but even w the concept ill try my best to widen the range of outfits as i go forward

the chad bit is inspired by @yourlocalauthor

also... im lowkey loving Isaiah as a character and i might invest in him more than i planned to lmao.

summary: You get ready for dinner with the Cameron’s but you meet a certain Pogue instead.

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warnings : cursing, lack of pogues and action (i gotchu next part tho), also terrible writing

one - ♫ Only in the West by Yeek ♫

After being told that you would be interacting with people in just a few short hours you’d rushed off to your designated room. Your parents were generous enough to leave name signs on the doors (likely for the movers to put your belongings in the correct rooms) and you tore yours off the front before you slipped into the room, closing the door and locking it behind you.

You took in the room for a moment. It was already pretty much furnished, just not decorated or arranged in a way that you would like it to be. Everything was just kind of there, from the bed sheets to the vanity that you actually couldn’t really complain about.

Your suitcases had been placed at the foot of the bed and you moved to open the one that contained your makeup. You transferred your makeup products onto the vanity before a buzzing at your waist made you pause.

“Oh shit,” you pulled your phone from where it was being held against you by the waistband of your shorts. The FaceTime caller ID had “that bitch maddy ” displayed at the top of the screen and you cringed because she was probably pissed that you hadn’t been responding to any of their texts. Pressing the answer button you pulled out the little seat of your vanity and leaned your phone against the mirror.

“Oh shit, she answered!” BB’s voice echoed out of the speaker of your phone and you let out a laugh.

“Are you serious dude, we’ve been trying to contact you for hours,” Maddy drawled out, clearly annoyed.

“I just got to the house Maddy.”

When it came to your group of friends, Maddy Perez was someone who constantly sought for attention. This wasn’t shit talk either, it was just the fact of it. You’d been friends with Maddy for nearly your whole lives and something that she loved was praise and attention. You were one of the few people who knew how to keep up with some of her antics. You were also one of the few people capable of calling her out on her shit without her lashing out at you for it (Although the topic of Nathaniel Jacobs was one she seemed to be especially hard headed on).

The girls started to talk over one another, Kat’s voice drowned by the energy of Maddy and BB. You nodded along as you moved around in preparation. You’d stripped off the top you had flown in, tossing it aside in irritation and instant relief as the sweat that was being trapped in by the fabric immediately began to be cooled by the touch of the air conditioned room.

“I mean what the fuck right?” Maddy concluded her story and you could only imagine Kat rolling her eyes.

“Maddy the longer you complain about Nathaniel the more I begin to tone you out,” you admitted and Kat let out a laugh.

“Daaaamn,” BB drawled out from somewhere off screen.

“What the fuck (Y/N) you’re supposed to be on my side,” Maddy was clearly angered by your comment, you could hear it in her tone.

“Babe I am on your side. I’m on your side no matter what the fuck that psycho does. I just really don’t need to hear about what he does because it doesn’t change anything,” you leaned in close to the mirror to focus on your eye make up. You looked over at your screen for a split second and from Maddy’s body language alone you knew you’d eased her irritation.

“So (Y/N) how’s North Carolina,” Kat question, emphasizing North Carolina with a misplaced old-time cowboy-like accent. You’d only spoken to the movers from earlier so far but people from North Carolina and the Outer Banks in particular didn’t seem to have a distinct type of accent.

“It’s…” you leaned back to look at yourself and shrugged, “sticky.”

“Sticky?” Kat laughed and Maddy let out a small ‘ew’.

“Yeah. Yeah it’s sticky.”

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It took nearly two hours but you’d finished getting ready and damn did you look good. You’d ended the call with the girls after they showered you with compliments and sentiment and you find yourself letting out a heavy sigh to try and release the tension in your chest. You missed your friends. You missed being a short drive away from Maddy’s house. You missed Kat and BB laying around in your room arguing about one thing or another. You missed sleepovers at Cassie and Lexi’s house. You missed heading out to the gas station and talking to Fez and Ashtray (which was an experience mind you). You missed the suburbs and not being on an island all the way across the country.

You missed all of this and you hadn’t even been on this island for a day.

A knock on your door interrupted the growing weight you could feel throughout your body.

“(Y/N), are you ready? We’re gonna head out soon,” your mother’s muffled voice called to you and you nodded before realizing she definitely could not see you.

“Yeah I’m good just give me a second!” you called back.

“Ok,” her voice drifted off and you took one last look in the vanity mirror, concluding that you definitely needed a full body mirror in this room.

For tonight you were dressed to ensure the weather on the island knew it could fuck off. Maddy had pleaded for you to wear one of the dresses/outfits she’d gifted you at your farewell party (although you’d specifically told her not to get you anything, you also weren’t gonna complain about the amount of money she’d made Nate drop just to get you presents). So there you were, dressed in a dark purple, suede-textured, bra top with a long pleated skirt that was a lighter, softer shade of purple. You accessorized with two different chains hung around around your neck, a purple bucket hat, a small light purple shoulder bag, white socks bunched at your ankles and silver sneakers. The look was topped off with your makeup matching the purple color scheme.

Concluding that you were good to go, you made your way out of your room and then out of the house. You took in everything as you passed it, from boxes that were yet to be unpacked to new pieces of decorations your old house definitely did not have.

“Y’know sometimes I wonder how it feels to need to take 3 hours getting ready,” Isaiah drawled from where he was leaning against the car, scrolling through his phone. He’d dressed in some cutoff tan pants and a polo with a logo that you couldn’t make out on the left breast.

“It would really help you out,” you shot back and he scoffed.

“My look is effortless ok, I have natural beauty-”

“Oh, natural beauty bullshit-”

“I’m not the one with layers on my face-”

“Say that the next time you wanna use my face masks-”

“Ok ladies! You’re both absolutely gorgeous,” your mother interrupted your bickering as she made her way outside, “Do you wanna know how I know because you both got it from me,” she struck a pose and you let out a laugh while your brother rolled his eyes.

“(Y/N) are you not gonna bring a jacket?” your dad questioned as you slid into the car. You blinked at him before turning to Isaiah who shrugged.

“You’re not serious,” you stated and your jaw dropped at the serious look on your dad’s face, “Dad you can’t be serious, it’s so hot.”

“(Y/N) you’re not even wearing a shirt, it would give me peace of mind if you had something to cover yourself up.”

See now, while your family got along well, there always was something within families wasn’t there.Your dad’s opinions always seemed to clash heavily with you and your brother’s (yours especially). The man disapproved of Isaiah’s group of friends and lack of participation in sports. The man also disapproved of your friends (aside from Kat and Lexi) and heavily disapproved of your fashion sense and the outfits you tended to wear. He usually didn’t have to see any of the outfits you wore considering he was at work practically all the time, but he always had something to say when he was present.

“Man people are walking around shirtless and stuff dad it’s fine,” Isaiah tried to defend you.

“I wasn’t talking to you Isaiah.”

Your dad was also the only person who didn’t call you or your siblings by your nicknames.

Isaiah rolled his eyes.

“Ok ok, it’s fine,” you’re mother piped in, “here (Y/N), you can have this cardigan,” You gave her a look of disbelief and she only shot you a pleading one back. Her expression alone told you, ‘please, just leave it’. You grit your teeth and snatched the cardigan from her, slouching into your seat aggressively as your dad nodded and started the car. Bea continued to watch whatever show she had preoccupied herself with and from the corner of your eye you could see Isaiah’s hand clenching and unclenching on his lap. You couldn’t see his face but you wouldn’t doubt he was as pissed as you.

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The Cameron house was packed with people.

Well, not the house itself, but their large backyard was crawling with people. When Bea had told you that you guys would be heading to the Cameron’s for dinner you thought it would’ve been with the Cameron’s and the Cameron’s alone.

“Welcome to your welcome party!” a man walked up to you and your family and you and Isaiah shared a look.

“Ward, you didn’t have to do all this,” your mother laughed and the man waved off her concerns before giving her a hug in greeting.

“This was the least I could do for my new business partners. Now, this must be the (L/N) kids,” the man, Ward, turned to the three of you and Bea stepped up with the confidence that surpassed you and your brother’s.

“Hi I’m Bethany, but everyone calls me Bea!” she introduced and Ward let out a joyful chuckle.

“Nice to meet you Bea, I’m Ward Cameron. I work with your daddy.”

“I know,” Bea said matter of factly.

“Oh, well then, it’s still great to meet you. And you two are…?” He trailed off offering a hand out for your brother. Isaiah stepped forward, taking his hands out of his pockets and shaking his hand firmly.

“Isaiah,” he greeted with a nod and Ward nodded back.

“Then you must be (Y/N),” Ward guessed and you nodded with a polite smile.

“It’s great to meet you three. I’ve heard a lot of good things about you kids,” Ward praised and you tried not to roll your eyes. There was no way your dad was bragging about his kids and you assumed your mom just talked about your antics. She loved talking about your guys’s antics. Bea was likely the only one who actually got any praise from either of your parents at this point.

“Well there’s food on those tables, take as much as you want. Seconds, thirds, go crazy,” Ward motioned to the long tables displayed with food, buffet style, “Bea there’s a few kids over there who I know would love to make a new friend,” Bea ran off at that, “and you two. My daughter Sarah and my son Rafe are somewhere over there with some others your guys’s age. I know you guys definitely don’t wanna hang around when the old people start talking,” Ward laughed and your parents chuckled while you tried to hide your wince with a smile.

Ward ushered your parents off, leaving you and Isaiah to stand awkwardly looking over the crowd of people.

“Wanna go get food?” Isaiah offered and you nodded eagerly.

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Kiara was on enemy territory. If there was one thing she definitely had not wanted to do, it was go to a Kook party (in Sarah Cameron’s house nonetheless) to welcome a new Kook family, but her parents practically threatened her. Now she was here, trying to avoid all the Kooks (i.e Sarah) while her parents mingled with other parents. Kie had done a pretty good job slipping off so that she wasn’t forced to talk to any one and was sitting on a chair that was basically hidden away from the rest of the crowd.

‘SOS. god pls get me out of here’ She texted her group chat with the other Pogues and threw her head back in irritation as she waited for a response.

“Y’know I think I just saw Chad, Brad, Tanner, and Hunter over there,” a voice she didn’t recognize startled her and Kie looked up as you and a tall boy made your way over to the spot she’d claimed. You were laughing, your cardigan sliding off your shoulders and both of you had a plate of food each.

“Yeah, they’re waiting for their homeboys Bryce, Brock, and Tucker,” you shot back and the boy barked out a laugh.

Kie smiled as she caught onto the jokes you guys were making. Yet her smile dropped as she realized that from your unfamiliar faces and your unique sense of style she could tell you two were two of the new kids from the new family. Aka the new Kooks who moved into Figure 8. Kiara’s phone buzzed and she looked down at it.

‘want us to crash?’ Pope had responded, though from how it was worded, Kie could bet that JJ had sent the message.

As down as she was for that, her parents were in attendance and they’d probably ban her from ever seeing her friends again (not that something like that would stop her).

“Hey uh,” Kiara jumped and looked up, making eye contact with you and your brother, “Oh shit sorry, we were just wondering if we could sit here?”

“Yeah no, go ahead,” Kiara motioned to the empty chairs.

“Thanks,” you smiled at her and Kiara admired your makeup now that you were much closer.

“I’m Isaiah by the way, but call me Zaya,” Isaiah raised his hand before motioning to you, “This is my sister, (Y/N).”

“I’m Kiara, but most people call me Kie,” Kie introduced and you and your brother nodded. Kiara’s phone buzzed again, drawing attention to it.

‘kie want us to come get u?’ John B texted. Kie quickly picked up her phone so she could respond, she glanced between her phone and you and Isaiah before deciding.

‘nah it’s ok’

‘?’ was the immediate response from Pope and Kie could almost hear the confusion.

‘met the new kids. theyre cool so far’

‘If you say so. But jj says dont fall for it’

Kie rolled her eyes but could understand the sentiment. She told them not to worry about it before putting her phone off to the side. You and your brother had started a different conversation while Kie had been otherwise preoccupied. Kie watched and listened to you two talk, justifying that it wasn’t eavesdropping since you’d come and sat with her in the first place.

“That sounds dumb but ok,” you offered and Isaiah scoffed.

“I mean I looked up if there was one around here but there isn’t so what else am I gonna do.”

“Sorry, what isn’t here?” Kie interrupted, curious about the context of the topic. Isaiah glanced at you before turning to Kie.

“Skate park,” he answered, “There isn’t one in the Outer Banks so I could just street skate, but there’s nowhere to drop in. But I was also thinking of just going somewhere and bombing a hill.”

Kie wondered if she was losing her mind. She knew there wasn’t a skate park on the island, the closest one was on the mainland. Most people who skated rode on longboards rather than actual skateboards and as far as she knew most people in the OBX just preferred to surf. But what had lost her was “drop in” and “bombing a hill”.

“Closest skate park’s on the mainland,” Kie confirmed and your brother seemed to deflate.

“You skate?” You questioned and Kie shook her head.

“I’m a surfer. Not much to do when you live out here,” she joked.

“No shit?” you asked and Kie looked up in thought but shrugged.

“Well me and my friends, we usually either surf, or we go out to the marsh. We swim, drink, smoke. Either out at the marsh or just at my friend, John B’s, house. Sometimes we throw keggers. Have bonfires. We usually know how to occupy our time,” Kie wondered why she was speaking to these two so comfortably.

“Parties?” Isaiah questioned and Kie winced.

“Aside from keggers, people on the Cut don’t really throw house parties. The Kooks are always throwing stuff like this though,” Kie nodded over to the event that was meant to welcome you and your family in the first place. You glanced back at the party/gathering that you’d practically forgotten about. Since you’d arrived you and your brother actively avoided interacting with the teenagers all dressed like they were pledged into Kappa Beta Who Gives a Shit.

“Sorry, Kooks?” Isaiah questioned.

“Oh um...Kooks are like the rich people, anyone who lives in Figure 8. Boarding schools, trust fund money, private tutors,” Kie explained.

“So...we’re Kooks? Because we live out here?” you questioned incredulously. Kie nodded her head and you raised a brow. Sure, you weren’t poor, you’d already established that. Back in California you lived just a few houses down from Cal Jacobs, who owned practically the entire town. You acknowledged that you were definitely more financially privileged than some people, but you’d never had the luxury of going to a private school (shoutout to East Highland) or having a private tutor. And even with as much money as your parents seemed to make, the idea of a trust fund was laughable.

“OBX is kinda split. John B always described it like...two tribes, one island,” Kie smiled as you and your brother gave her deadpanned expressions, “So y’know who the kooks are, but the other half are the Pogues. Basically the bottom of the food chain. Pogues live on the Cut, the poorer side of the island. Kooks and Pogues don’t really get along.”

“I’m gonna be completely honest with you, that’s like the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard,” you stated bluntly.

“Wait is this like...Soc’s versus Greasers? Like The Outsiders?” Isaiah questioned and Kie’s eyebrows furrowed at the comparison.

“You're telling me your whole island follows basic labelling like it’s an 80s high school movie?” you questioned in a state of shock and all Kie could do was nod. Kooks and Pogues and even Tourons were just something people knew growing up in the Outer Banks. She’d never really let it sink that other people probably found the concept ridiculous.

“Do you have bad experiences with...Pogues or something,” you questioned and Kie shook her head firmly.

“Nah, I’m no Kook. They’re entitled, narcissistic, assholes.”

“So you’re a Pogue? Then why are you here?” Isaiah laughed and Kie slumped in her seat.

“My parents forced me here. I go to school with these assholes...but I’d never be like them,” Kie shook her head as she caught sight of kids she recognized from the Kook academy. Her family was less upper class, and more working middle class if she really thought about it. Unlike a lot of the highly privileged Kooks, Kie knew what it was like to need to work for the money they had.

“So then how’s being a Pogue going for you exactly?” you questioned. Deep down you knew that you probably shouldn’t have been entertaining this whole Kook vs. Pogue thing but you’d also never encountered an entire county of people that was so blatantly classist.

“Literally great. I surf all day, I get to hang with my friends. The best part is that it’s away from all of...this,” Kie motioned to the crowd that you had separated yourselves from, “Speaking of, we’re actually having a kegger tomorrow. Would you guys be down to come?” Kie looked between you and your brother.

“Uh yes, please,” you were quick to answer and Kie laughed, “Honestly I was preparing myself for the most boring fucking summer of my life, but I’m really glad we met you,” you admitted.

“Definitely won’t beat back home though,” Isaiah mentioned and you groaned. The thought of missing all the parties that were probably being thrown back in California made you frustrated.

“Man don’t remind me.”

“You guys moved here from California right?” Kie asked so that she could keep herself in the loop. It wasn’t hard to pick up that you and your brother tended to go off into little conversations of your own but she understood that it was probably because neither of you knew Kie and therefore didn’t know what to bring up in conversation. Kie was an extroverted person but this was something she noticed Pope doing a lot.

“Yeah, LA actually,” Isaiah confirmed, “Definitely not ‘Paradise on Earth,’ but...”

“There’s no place like the Outer Banks,” Kie said, though the sarcasm dripped from her entire being.

“Meh,” you shrugged off with a tone of disinterest and Kie laughed wholeheartedly.

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The three of you ended up talking for the entirety of the night. Kie was determined to stay completely hidden away from the rest of the party’s residents, meaning she had kept herself planted in her chair for quite literally the entire time you guys were there. Isaiah, being how he was, had gotten up a few times to get more food or to grab something new to drink. He had come back with something for Kie each time.

Kie was interesting, she led the conversation a majority of the time and constantly kept it flowing. You appreciated someone who could work past awkwardness and still keep up a conversation. You ended up exchanging phone numbers and social media and had talked about a whole lot of shit; from keggers, to your outfit, to how moving felt. Isaiah and Kie had even gone on a pretty long debate about music, (something about the top 5 albums of all time, or was it how meaningful a playlist was? or maybe it was about whether it was ok to separate an artist’s actions from their music?).

Kie was a down to earth, do shit for herself, actions speak louder than words kind of girl. She spoke her mind about everything she was passionate about and though you weren’t preaching about sea life and turtles, you could obviously understand where she came from with her frustrations, you’d just never really met anyone who was so deeply passionate about it.

The feeling of your phone vibrating against your leg took your attention off of Kie.

“Hello?” you answered it and Kie paused.

“(N/N)! Where are you?!” Bea’s voice screeched and you furrowed your eyebrows in annoyance.

“I’m with Zaya, we’re sitting by like some trees, I don’t know.”

“Mom says we’re leaving right now!”

“Bea stop yelling,” you said firmly, “Ok, we’ll just meet you guys by the car then.”

“Ok!” your sister yelled and before you could snap at her she ended the call. You shook your head and put your phone into your bag.

“We leaving?” Isaiah asked and you nodded as you gathered yourself and your belongings. Kie began to clean up as well, standing up and helping you and your brother out while you gathered up the empty water bottles and cans of soda. Now that Kie was standing you could see that she was actually a little taller than you originally thought.

“It was really nice meeting you Kie,” you said sincerely and Kie smiled. After the three of you cleaned up she helped lead you guys toward the front of the house without having to deal with whoever was left over at the party. You wondered for a moment about how she was pretty familiar with the layout of the home.

“I’ll see you guys at the kegger tomorrow?” Kie asked.

“Uh, where’s that gonna be again?” you questioned as you spotted your family’s car.

“Oh it’s on the Boneyard,” Kie explained and you only stared at her blankly, “Ummm, y’know what. I could just pick you guys up?”

“Yeah for sure,” Isaiah said and you tried not to think about how weird it was going to be arriving at a party at the same time as your brother. That was something you tended to avoid doing when you were back home considering you usually went with your friends.

You and your brother bid Kie goodbye. You’d never been the type of person to initiate hugging, so when she gave the two of you a wave you found yourself just waving back awkwardly.

Now you were settled in the car, heading back home after a ridiculously tiring day. Bea was going off on a tangent about one thing or another and Isaiah had fallen asleep, wedged rather uncomfortably against the car door. You were texting in your group chat, telling them all about Kie, Kooks, Pogues, and everything in between.

You wondered if you could finally get a dog.

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louisapennyfeather2021 · 4 years

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Newsies/Teen Wolf AU

Title: Unleashed

Summary: Mike and Ike take things too far. Jack decides he's had enough of it.

A/N: Hello! This is a scene from Season 3a, episode 4 of the MTV show Teen Wolf. If you haven't seen it, basically the twins try to get one of the werewolves to kill someone and the main protagonist decides to put an end to it.

Warnings: Violence (not horrible), claustrophobia, panic, near death experience, mentions of PTSD.

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"The two of you will wash all the boards in this hall. Reshelving the library. Restocking the janitor's closet." Katherine glances to the girl sitting in front of her and instantly tenses. Out of all people she could get detention with, it had to be her. The girl who tried to kill Katherine and her friends not once, not twice, but multiple times.

"Mr. Harris-" Katherine pauses when the arrogant excuse of a chemistry teacher turns his stoney glare on her. "Um, does it have to be with her?"

"Now that I know you prefer not to, yes. You have to be with her." Mr. Harris hands Katherine the keys to the janitor's closet before turning, not notices to obviously expression of anger and annoyance on Sarah's face. Katherine isn't much better, although she hesitantly follows Sarah to the janitor's closet down the hall from Mr. Harris' classroom. Katherine grabs the cart full of different sanitary items to restock and begrudgingly follows the hunter. She waits in boredom once they reach the closet, waiting for Sarah to unlock the door. As soon as it's open, Katherine tenses and her breath catches in her throat.

It's small. Too small. The only way too escape is through the singular door which has no window. What if they get locked in? What if no one comes looking for then after they've been missing? What if-

"Are you okay?" Sarah's slightly bored tone brings Katherine out of her minor panic. Her face heats up because she knows that Sarah knows. Sarah knows about what Katherine's father did. She knows about the freezer. She knows everything.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just not a big fan of, um, small spaces." Katherine hesitantly follows Sarah into the closet, pulling the small cart in behind her. She leaves the cart halfway in the doorway to act as a doorstop in case the door shuts. Sarah starts stacking wrapped rolls of toilet paper while Katherine restocks the box of mop heads.

"Can I ask you something?" Sarah suddenly asks, not facing Katherine.

"Do you have to?" Katherine huffs, generally hoping to avoid any unnecessary exchanges. She can act civil around Sarah, that doesn't mean she'd ever go out of her way to give the annoying hunter even a smile.

"I guess not. i'm gonna ask anyway. Did you tell anyone that I was at school the other night?" Sarah's voice wavers just a little bit.

Ah yes, the night Sarah went against everything her and Davey agreed on to help save Smalls and Sniper from slaughtering the entire town. Katherine had been chasing the two rapid werewolves into the high school when a flash of bright light went off and both wolves retreated into the school. She had looked up to see none other than Sarah Jacobs standing on the roof of a bus, bow and arrow in hand.

Katherine knows her and Davey decided to stay out of the supernatural. Davey broke that pact when Jack managed to convince him to help track Sniper and Smalls, although it took a lot of convincing. Sarah seemed to have broken the pact long before that, seeing as she was the reason Sniper and Smalls had escaped in the first place.

"Was I supposed to?" Katherine lets out a deep breath, already tried of the conversation. She has enough to deal with already, with the twins still being around and Spot having found his little sister who he thought was dead. It's all a mess.

"It would make me really happy if you didn't." Sarah seems to relax just a bit, enough for Katherine to notice. She scowls at the back of the hunter and continues slowly stacking mop heads.

"Yeah, well, you being happy really isn't a big priority of mine, since you stabbed me, what, 20 times with knives." Katherine can sometimes still feel the blades. It was the night they found Hotshot and Snyder. Spot had made it clear that Hotshot couldn't leave alive, but Sarah and Jack were dedicated to keeping him alive. Personally, Katherine could care less. Hotshot was a dick, but she only gave up when she was repeatedly stabbed with multiple knives.

"Actually, they were Chinese Ring Daggers, but-" Sarah turns and immediately cuts herself off when she sees the way Katherine's eyebrows pinch together. "Oh, um, sorry."

"Was that an apology?" Katherine can't lie and say she isn't shocked, she's never not butted heads with Sarah on literally everything. An apology from Sarah to Katherine, especially since Katherine is friends with Spot and Spot did kill Sarah's older brother, is definitely not expected.

"Would you accept an apology?" Sarah asks and Katherine can see she actually means it.

"Um-" Katherine goes to answer, but she's cut off when something crashes into her and throws her against one of the shelves in the small room. She quickly stands up, ignoring the slight pain in her back, to see the supply cart now tipped in the room and the door slammed shut. Her eyes widen and she unintentionally starts breathing harder as she kicks the cart aside and pushes on the door.

"No, no, no, no." She mutters as she jiggles the hand countless times and pushes against the door. The handle turns, but the door doesn't budge. Even with the strength being a werewolf gives her, she can't move it the slightest.

"Maybe it's locked from the outside." Sarah offers, hoping to calm down an obviously panicked Katherine. It's not hard to tell that Katherine is panicking because of all those years living with her father and everything he did to her.

"No, there's something against it." Katherine starts frantically hitting door and pushing against it, effectively startling Sarah. She tenses when she hears an almost inaudible growl and she instinctively searches the room for anything to defend herself with.

"Okay, okay, okay. Okay, uh, all right. Just relax." Sarah starts to slowly panic, knowing she's in a locked room with a ticking time bomb.

"No." Katherine doesn't even leave room for argument as she starts knocking harder on the door, maybe in hopes of getting someone's attention. Sarah tries to get her to relax, to take a deep breath and realize she isn't with her father and that someone will eventually find them.

"Katherine!" Sarah finally yells loud enough to get through to the girl.

At least, that's what she thinks.

She's about to relax when she hears a louder growl. She watches in curious horror as Katherine turns around, her eyes glowing yellow and the tips of razor sharp fangs hiding behind her parted lips.

"Katherine, don't-" She hardly gets the words out before she's roughly pinned against one of the shelves, claws digging into the skin of her arms. Katherine growls low, her eyes feral. Sarah only stares wide eyed for a second before she starts screaming. She knows if she's stuck in here with Katherine, she'll die.

"Katherine, come on! Katherine!" Sarah manages to fight off Katherine long enough for the door to suddenly burst open and Katherine to disappear.

"Katherine!" Sarah jumps as Jack yells, although it's more of a growl. Sarah can see Katherine on the floor, her shoulders and chest heaving, although her fangs and claws have retracted. Her eyes eventually stop glowing yellow and turn back to their natural shade of brown. Her eyebrows quickly pinch together and confusion is evident on her face.

"Hey, Sarah." She flinches as Jack steps closer to her and she notices how tightly she's holding one of her wrists.

"I'm fine, really." Although she's scared out of her mind and she's never gotten along with Katherine, she knows it's not Katherine's fault. Something happened and Sarah knows better than anyone what PTSD can do to a person. She can also tell by the pure fear, shock, and confusion on Katherine's face.

"I'm- I'm sorry, I didn't- I didn't mean to do that." Katherine stumbles over her words as she rushes them out, her body subconsciously curling into itself. "I'm sorry."

"I know. Jack, it's not her fault." Sarah can see the skepticism on Jack's face. She knows Jack is still hesitant to trust Katherine.

"I know. I guess the twins want to get you more than angry. They want to get someone hurt." Jack sighs, shaking his head. He knows that if Katherine or any of the others lash out, it'll cause chaos that will only give the Alphas more of a reason to convince Spot to join them.

"So are we going to do something?" Katherine sits up straighter, although she doesn't look anyone in the eye and she keeps her knees close to her chest.

"Yeah. I'm gonna get them angry. Really, angry." Jack narrows his eyes and that's all it takes for the three to start planning.

***

"You know that there's a temple in Calcutta where they used to sacrifice a child every day? That's every day a dead baby, Albert, every day! Hey, you want to know what today is? It's dead baby day. Oh, no, wait, that's every day, because every day is dead baby day, yay!" Race throws his arms dramatically, only cringing slightly as some lower classmen pass them with odd facial expressions.

"Why are you telling me this?" Albert sighs, continuing his trek towards the other side of the school.

Race huffs dramatically, already knowing the attempt is futile. Ever since the deer, then Albert's dog, then the birds, he's found the pattern. Everything weird is happening in threes. So far, there's been three animal panics and three virgins killed. The only problem is, now he thinks whoever's causing this is going after protectors or something, he still hasn't found out that pattern.

"Because Jack's dealing with the Alpha Twins, someone has to deal with this!" Race raises his eyebrows, although they pull together when he sees the slight confusion on Albert's face. Albert drops walking, a far off look on his face. "You don't know about the twins?"

"Alphas?" Albert narrows his eyes in thought. It makes sense, even if he didn't know about it. Of course he'd never admit that, Race would find it too satisfying. Plus, nothing is ever normal in this town.

"Mike and Ike." Race confirms, waiting to see why Albert stopped walking. He wonders if maybe Albert doesn't know, but then he remembers Albert is a literal genius.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I knew." Albert starts walking again, not waiting as Race runs after him and falls into step with him.

"Okay, okay, good. So look, here's what I'm thinking. I'm thinking that the murders maybe come in threes. Ancient people love things in threes, right? So maybe first it's three virgins, and then, I don't know, maybe it's three people who own little dogs." Race nearly falls on his face as Albert comes to a sudden stop.

"I own a little dog." Albert glares at Race, although he can't deny the slight fear he now has. He notices the slightly guilty, slightly suggestive look on Race's face that goes along with a sigh and Albert scoffs before storming towards the other side of campus with Race in tow. "I'm not getting rid of my dog."

"Would you just think about getting rid of your little dog?!"

***

It's last period when everything falls into place. Albert and Race are in their respective classes as the warning bells rings. Mike and Ike sit in their class, both bored out of their minds since their plan to make Katherine snap failed.

But a plan has been set in motion.

"How long is this going to take?" Katherine huffs, her arms crossed as she stands next to a shiny, new motorcycle. Not even seconds later, the bike roars to life and Sarah stands up with a pair of tweezers in hand. Katherine offers her and impressed look before throwing her leg over the bike and positioning herself comfortably on it. She jumps only a bit when Sarah's suddenly right next to her, gesturing to the handle bars.

"Okay, pull back with your left hand. Kick down to put in gear. Front brake. Throttle. Back brake for stopping." Sarah turns her head and both girls are suddenly very aware of how close they are. Despite the earlier problem and past problems, Katherine knows Sarah saw her in a vulnerable state earlier. The fact that Sarah recognized this and didn't blame Katherine created a whole new level of trust. And maybe sparked something new. Sarah suddenly backs away, far enough so she won't risk getting hurt by the bike. "Try not to crash."

Meanwhile, Jack is all but running across campus to get to his last period class. He can't help the slight grin when he sees and open desk next to the twins and he squeezes the strap of his now heavy backpack anxiously. He makes sure to sit down loudly, enough to catch the twins' attention through the chatter of the classroom. He drops his bag and immediately notices how the twins both turn at the sound of metal hitting against metal in the bag.

As class starts and Ms. Blake, the English teacher, starts talking, Jack calmly opens his bag and pulls out a large rod.

"Looks kind of important." He can tell by the wide eyes of Mike and Ike that both recognize the motorcycle part. Dismantling one motorcycle wasn't too hard and it won't be hard to put back together, but the look of pure anger and confusion on Mike and Ike's faces is worth it. With a smirk, he pulls out a gear and spins it on his finger. "I have no clue what this does."

Both twins turn to each other before the sound of a motorcycle revving meets their ears, only loud enough for their enhanced hearing to catch. Jack carefully packs the gears back in the bag and zips it, waiting for the unavoidable break.

"Wait, Mike, don't!" Ike hisses as Mike bolts from his desk, the motorcycle engine getting closer. Mike runs down the hallway towards the sound to see none other than Katherine slowing the bike as she reaches Mike, eyes narrowed and a small smirk on her face.

"Get off my bike!" Mike yells as he grabs the handle bars, his shoulders heaving and anger behind his voice.

"No problem." Katherine revs the engine one more time before getting off and hurrying towards an open stairwell. It's at that moment that Mike must notice what just happened, especially as multiple classroom doors open and the hallways slowly fill.

"You have got to be kidding me." Mike's head snaps up to see an angry and shocked Ms. Blake, followed by his entire English class. He grips the handles of the bike tighter, knowing there's no way out of this without him getting in trouble for what happened with Katherine and Sarah earlier. "You realize this is going to result in a suspension."

Mike notices movement out of the corner of his eye and he looks over to see a smug Katherine standings next to Sarah and Jack, all three trying to hide smirks as they discreetly high five each other.

Although they successful angered at least one twin, probably both actually, they don't anticipate the retaliation that will soon follow.

***

A/N: I hoped you like it! This is one of my favorite scenes from Season 3a of Teen Wolf and although it doesn't make sense, I can drop a season synopsis to help it make some sense. If you really want to understand, all the seasons of Teen Wolf are on Amazon Prime, u seriously recommend watching them. It's kind of cringy, but only because of 2010/2011 CGI.

I'll probably try to write more of these to go more in depth with characters, some will be sad and others funny or both, but I promise I will try to make some more fics like this.

Feel free to send me an ask or episode recommendation that you'd like to see! I'd love to write different scenes from different seasons for you guys, just let me know what you want to see and I can work on it!!!!

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ansgar-martinsson · 4 years

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The Best Intentions - Part 34

“Hey,” Ansgar said quietly. “What do you care what she thinks?” He stepped closer to her, nearly eclipsing all of the space between them. He cupped her face in his hands, thumbs brushing idly along her cheekbones. “Honestly, tell me why you care? Because you absolutely should not.”

“Because it’s true,” Joline’s eyes lifted to his - big and bright with unshed tears of self-loathing, like a child who’d been scolded. “Isn’t it?”

Ansgar laughed. “No, it’s not true. Not by a long shot,” he said, chuckling. “Jesus, Joline, you’re one of the most successful people I know.”

She frowned, and wrapping her fingers around his hands, pulled them off her face, holding them just by her heart. “But… I’m not. How do you mean? You… you know so many successful people. So many people who make hundreds of millions of kronor every year and….”

“I’m not talking about money,” Ansgar interrupted sternly. “I’m talking about true success.” He stepped to her side, tucking her arm beneath his, and began walking out of the copse of trees. “Something I measure not by kronor, but by… I don’t know, something less tangible, but I know it when I see it.”

“Describe it to me. What is success to you?”

“It’s…,” he breathed. “It’s doing what you love. It’s… living the way you want to live. Control over your own life, your own decisions. It’s caring for others. It’s comfort. It’s getting up in the morning with the actual desire to go to work. It’s dreaming big and having those dreams, through hard work, become a reality. I mean, if your sister in law’s dream was to be a wife and a stay at home mother, then she’s a huge success. If it was her dream to, perhaps,” he frowned, “I dunno… be a barrister, then, she’s not a success. She’s a failure.”

“Hm,” Joline intoned. “I suppose.”

“And take you,” he said. “Your dream, from what I can see of you, at least your primary dream, is not to be solely ike your dear, dear sister in law,” he laughed. “Quite the opposite, in fact. I can’t picture you leading such a boring lifestyle. Your dream is to entertain, to build, to run the very best theatre you can, one of the most prestigious theatres in the world, and my God, but you’re doing it, aren’t you?”

She remained silent.

He stopped walking, giving her arm a small, gentle tug. “Aren’t you?”

She nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “I am.”

“Then, you’re definitely a success. Success is wholly subjective, my darling, remember that. Her success is not your success, and frankly,” he started walking again, facing forward, his nose in the air, “she’s a bitch for making you feel the failure. Besides,” he said in a false plummy tone, “I don’t associate with failures, how could you possibly be a failure.”

She laughed, leaning her head into his shoulder. She gave him a small push with her hip. “She’d probably feel the same way about you, you know,” look down on you with your…. with your situation. Divorced, no kids.”

He lifted one shoulder in a gesture of ennui. “Eh. Let her have her… feelings. I don’t give a rats arse about her opinion of me. She wouldn’t dare say anything of it to my face, I’d cut her down in an instant for her bigotry. I’ve not cared about the judgment of others for years, I’m not going to start caring now.”

“I wish I had that attitude,” Joline said.

“Ah but you do, on the outside. I’ve seen it,” Ansgar said. “You just feel comfortable enough sharing the deeper side of yourself with me.” He smiled gently. “That side that’s there before your shell hardens over to hide a wound. And…,” he sighed, “I… I thank you for that. I feel the same about you, that… and I….”

BOOM!

A clap of thunder railed off in the distance, echoing through the trees, the sound bouncing off the side of the hill and the water. Ansgar peered up toward the west, where the setting sun was suddenly occluded by dark, threatening clouds. “Damn it to hell,” he said. “We’d better go.”

Joline followed his line of sight. She sighed. “What’d I tell you? Always rains when I come up here. Never fails.”

Ansgar grinned. “Stayed beautiful out here just long enough for us to… to make love.”

Joline snapped to attention, her head swiveling sharply toward him. “Is that what that was?”

Ansgar shrugged as he opened the passenger door for her. “I think so,” he said, shutting the door behind her and leaning on the window ledge. “Don’t you?”

She said nothing, but stared wide-eyed at him, as if he were reading her mind, as if he’d somehow invaded and buried himself deep beneath some private part of her, and the strange thing was… she liked it.

“Well,” Ansgar said, drawing his hand over her cheek, “I think the look on your face says it all.” He trailed his fingers down her neck to her shoulder, and down her arm as he strode back around the car. He folded himself into the driver’s seat, and started the engine. The seat readjusted itself to his height. “Better get the top up, eh?”

“You okay to drive?” Joline asked.

“Sober as a priest,” he said, looking back to ensure the top had secured itself. He pushed the shifter, putting the car in gear. “Besides, I’d best take the helm if it’s going to storm.” He backed up, turned the car, and drove back down the long, winding road to the main highway. “Where to now?” he asked, moving his hand from the gear shift to her knee.

“Anywhere,” she said absently.

“Feel better, darling?” he asked, concerned. “About… about what your sister in law said to you? You still seem a bit off.”

“I’m okay,” Joline replied. “It’s just that… she told me she’s pregnant again, too. Rubbed it in my face like it was some prize she’d won and I came in second place because I’ve never had children. It’s like, it’s all she talks about. Ever. And the look on her face when she told me they were having another baby, it was… so smug, I wanted to smack the look off of her.”

“Oh, really?” Ansgar’s blood went cold. Cold with the knowledge of his own fate when it came to having children, of his own failure… if that’s what it was… on that front. Of his own tamped down jealousy for his brother and his children… his beautiful children. Damn. He swallowed hard and plastered on a wide smile, hiding behind it. “What did I say, Joline?” He turned on his turn signal and merged back on to the E4. “Hmmm?”

“Her success is not my success,” she recited.

“Yes, very good,” Ansgar replied instructively. “And there is no way in hell you are second best to your sister in law or anyone else.” He looked at her and gave her knee a squeeze. “Remember that.”

“Well, okay,” Joline mused. “But you still owe me that ice cream with M&Ms.”

He sighed, thankful for the sudden turn in conversation. He’d tell her, yes. Eventually, but not yet. Not so soon. “M&M’s eh?” He pulled a comically mock frown. “I thought for sure after what we just did you wouldn’t need M&Ms anymore. Am I second best, then? Am I not a good enough replacement for your tiny candy coated chocolate tidbits?”

She gave him a false look of resignation. “Sorry, Sgar,” she sang. “Nothing can replace those tiny candy coated chocolate tidbits. Ever.”

Ansgar gave her a doe-eyed look, batting his lashes. “Your first love, eh?”

“Yeah,” she said airily. “But not my last.”

“Ice cream with M&Ms it is,” Ansgar declared. “And I know just the place. It’ll take about an hour to get back,” he peered at the clock, “it’ll be about nine thirty when we arrive. Would you be terribly upset if I took you home after? I hate to, honestly I do, but I need to get up at oh-fuck-thirty in the morning tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“I’ve got to catch a six am plane to Ystad. Going to watch the nieces and the nephew for the day whilst my brother and his wife go to a wedding. Magnus’ former boss is getting married… for the third time, apparently.”

Joline beamed at him, laughing. “Ansgar Martinsson: babysitter extraordinaire. Who’d have thunk it.”

“That’s me,” he said. “And a damn good one I am.”

She snorted. “Somehow, I doubt that.”

Ansgar cringed, sucking air through his teeth. “Yeah, not my strong suit,” he rumbled. “There shall be a lot of candy type bribery tomorrow, and a bag full of expensive pressies, and a bit of PlayStation, and a smattering of kid things on Netflix.”

“I would expect nothing less,” she smiled.

“I aim to please.” He grinned. “Listen, I’ll text you tomorrow. All day if you like. We can even Face Time when the children are napping. Then, I can meet you on the Monday at the theatre, say at 10 am? For business, of course. We’ve some work to do on the engineering plans. Need you to sign off on some more things.”

“Ooh, sounds exciting,” she joked, insinuating her hand between his thighs, curling her fingers around his flesh. “I’ll sign off on anything for you.”

He purred, revving the engine to echo the sentiment. “Keep touching me like that and I’ll not make my flight in the morning, and you definitely won’t get your M&Ms.”

She pulled her hand back as if burnt.

He laughed heartily. “Yeah, I see where I stand now. I get it.”

The lamps in the lounge glowed in the window, a mother’s touch, to welcome Joline home. She knew the polite thing to do would be to invite Ansgar inside, offer him a drink and introduce him to her mother. The possibility that he might accept, rather than respectfully decline, had her too worried to offer it. She wanted to put her mother’s mind at rest, that Ansgar wasn’t the beast or adulterer that she potentially believed him to be. But Joline wasn’t ready. For each mile they drew closer, she wrestled with how to handle her developing relationship with him and her family dynamic.

She often didn’t bring the men she dated into her home or to her mother or introduce him to her brother or her nephews. The inevitable questions that Joline couldn’t answer would surface and the awkward stilted conversations that followed a short-term fling annoyed her. They only way to avoid those weird talks was to not allow men into her life, at least not entirely. Although her feelings for Ansgar changed, she couldn’t be sure if his had changed for her.

Until she knew, she couldn’t bring him into her life. He’d already claimed a place with the boys and with Elias. The questions and the explanations and Joline’s inevitable heartbreak that loomed in the future kept her from committing to Ansgar and inviting him all the way into her life. He’d said to trust him, and she was trying to do that. She wanted to believe that he was hers and she belonged to him. But she didn’t believe in herself enough to giver herself over to it. She didn’t believe that she could find another relationship of substance after a ten year marriage. How could she? How did she move on from that?

She simply tried, one step at a time. “Thank you, Sgar – for earlier… about Leah,” she murmured just over the oppressive beat of the driving rain on the durable vinyl of the convertible top.

“Of course, darling,” he said turning the car off and killing the ambient light of the car’s dash.

“She means well, she does,” Joline explained with a shrug. “She doesn’t intend to be the bitch.”

“You don’t have to explain her behavior to me.” He pulsed his hand around her thigh, which was noticeably higher than when their journey from Uppsala began. “Or make excuses for her. My concern is you.”

Joline swiveled enough to pillow her head upon the headrest and looked at him. She wasn’t in any rush to leave Ansgar’s presence, even if she was a few feet from her door. “Leah, she’s good people… she is. She almost idolizes Elias and they do make beautiful children together. If I’m honest, I’m looking forward to being an auntie again.”

“What’s your favorite part? About being Aunt Joline?” His questions appeared innocent enough, but his hand under her skirt scooted higher.

“I get to be the fun one! I take the boys to the zoo, to the park, bike riding, out to the pier to watch the wind surfing and the pedal boats. Adrian and Hugo are good boys, I rarely have to discipline them. And when I do, I turn them over to Elias for that.” She sighed inwardly. “Sometimes that’s the hard part, taking them home at night… Elias and Leah get to tuck them up, read them stories, making them breakfast in the morning. It’s a rare treat that I get to babysit them for that part. Leah doesn’t like to be away from them… ever.”

Ansgar made a sound, an abbreviated sound of humor. “I can see that in her, sure.” His thumb grazed over the smooth skin of her thigh.

A far off look washed over Joline’s face as her eyes unfocused and almost looked through Ansgar. “I’ll find my shell again. I will. I… well, I didn’t want you to think poorly of her. She means well.”

Ansgar drew her attention back to him by touching her cheek with a gentle swipe of his unoccupied hand. “I can form my own opinions about her. I’m only sorry that she made you feel bad when you already angry with me.” He smiled crookedly.

Placing her elbows on the console, Joline breached the car median and kissed the lifted corner of his lips. “Don’t do it again.”

“I won’t do it again,” he recited, his tongue in his cheek though he planned to live by it. He tucked his hand between her thighs, encouraging them to split a bit more.

She beamed and retreated back to her side of the car again, to her previous position. “You know, it’s kind of encouraging, this being an auntie thing… again. It’ll be great to have another niece or nephew. Another hellion to unleash on Leah, if she ticks me off. Another person to love, really…”

As if she’d just confessed her heart to him, as if he’d been waiting for her to say it, Ansgar kissed her. He kissed her passionately, reverently and entirely. His tongue stole into her mouth to taste that word or that emotion from her – or chase it away and replace it with lust. He either wanted to take it from her and hold it within himself or wipe that four letter word from her palate and put desire there instead. She couldn’t read him. She couldn’t be sure.

His fingers deftly invaded below, coaxing that word from her lips again or filling her core with splendid sensation. Joline whimpered, widening her legs, offering herself up for the taking, however he wanted her. She lifted her hips, heedless of the place or the neighbors whom might catch an eyeful. Her arousal had been ebbing and cresting since the journey back from Uppsala, Ansgar kept her teetering on the edge with ghosting touches and deliberate squeezes. He made her aware, keenly aware that he was close to her sex all night.

She hummed and moaned in approval as his fore and middle finger pumped a lazy rhythm. Her hand shot to his as she began to climb. Ansgar tore his mouth from hers with a heated, “Nuh uh uh!”

She cursed into the closed area of the car, “Fuck!”

His fingers stopped within her, no more flicking, no more massaging, no more grazing. “Be a good girl. Pry those fingers off me and I will continue.”

She obeyed at once, panting to manager her body’s basic desire to seek pleasure quickly. She surrendered to him, to her man.

“I don’t need direction to find your orgasm, darling,” he whispered. He circled the spongy ridge inside her with a teasing fingertip. “I know. Patience and I’ll make your heartbeat echo through your core.”

Joline threw her head back, training her hands into the leather of the seat under her, and sang her pleasure. “Oh!… Ah… Sgar… I… fuck – just there!” She gasped and held her breath, squeezing her eyes shut, as he swirled her g-spot.

“Now, listen to me… Christ, so wet… While I’m away in Ystad,” he alternated between pumping his fingers in time with the syllables of his words and orbiting her chaos point. He watched as her jaw dropped and her shoulders lifted in need. “No orgasms. Do you understand me?”

She whimpered again, biting her lower lip, trying not to squirm.

“Open your eyes, darling. Tell me that you under—Uh uh uh uh… don’t come yet!” He slowed the teasing down.

“Sgar… please…” Then she hissed as her body clenched in anticipation. She gulped and gasped, desperately trying to follow his direction.

“Tell me that you understand!”

“Yes!” Her body bowed involuntarily.

“Good girl. Your orgasms belong to me. There will be none without me. Will you wait for me, Joline? Until I return?”

“Yes…”

“Say my name.”

Joline licked her lips, tasting her climax… so close, so close… “Yes, Ansgar!”

Swiftly, he gave her the high that he’d been promising for the past hour.

*~*~*~*~*~

Joline’s mobile pinged with an incoming message as she was making breakfast with her mother. Emelie looked pale and moved with a jittery nervousness. She couldn’t focus, so Joline stepped up.

Ansgar’s message arrived in the midst of whisking eggs. Ingrid has decided pulling my hair is more fun than her binky. Beans has built a castle in every room of the house. Axel slept through most of it. Any tips for me?

Tell Ingrid, the little brat, that those curls are for the lady grown-ups and adult activities! Hands off. Joline typed back.

She’s not backing down. His reply was almost immediate. What else have you got?

Have you tried bribery yet? Coffee. All the coffee… and M&MS! Joline typed back. Bribery for the children. Coffee and M&Ms for you.

I should’ve known. Have you left any for me?

Joline put her mobile aside. “Mama, why don’t you take a load off? I got this!”

“Your cooking is mediocre, my love. I—“ Emelie gasped as she tried to lift the milk from the fridge. Her hand shot to the small of her back.

Her daughter dropped the whisk with a clatter and went to her. She saved the milk from its fate of a puddle on the kitchen floor. She supported her mother into one of the kitchen table chairs, hoping the episode would pass quickly. Joline knelt in front of her, tabling the bottle, “At least you’ll eat a meal, mama.”

*~*~*~*~*~

I missed waking up beside you this morning. Remind me not to let you sleep alone anymore. Ansgar messaged again a few hours later.

Joline sat in the lounge pretending to read through some of the upcoming budget proposals for the new season. The costume shop had a huge expenditure list, and she was looking for avenues to cut or at least shave a bit to be able to afford it. The numbers and bullet points only floated in front of her face like a collage, her focus mostly on her mother. Emelie had finally settled upon the sofa, but she seemed restless with her knitting needles.

I’m not doing my job right if you need reminding. Joline answered, smiling at the device.

I assumed I was being thoughtful to let you sleep in when I couldn’t. Am I in trouble?

Not at all, I understand. How are the children? Are you surviving?

They don’t all nap at the same time, I’m learning.

I’m sure you doing great with them, Ansgar. They’re all still breathing, right?

All alive… and kicking. Literally. Axel may be have a future on the roster for Sweden national football team.

Joline cracked a smile, imagining Ansgar with an infant. The large, broad man cradling a newborn baby appealed to her, his protection, his strength to defend the helpless child. At least he’s awake now. You can bond over manly things.

Sometime later, Joline messaged him again as she thought over the day before, all the ups and downs they’d been through, from the picnic, to Leah, to Elias, to their spur of the moment journey to Uppsala. She thought she should clear up something for him, whether he knew it or not. I’m faithful to you, Ansgar. So there’s no confusion.

#the best intentions

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bxoken-heartss · 4 years

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NIGHT CHANGES: H.S PART 2.

A/N: Hey everyone! So this is part 2 of the Harry Oneshot I posted. Sorry for the long wait Mamita and hope you enjoy it!

WOrds: 2000+

Warnings: Cringe?

Genre: Cute, Fluff.

Pairings: Harry x Samantha (@papichriscnco)

Samantha’s P.O.V:

I woke up to the loud tapping (more like thundering) at my bedroom door. lazily open my eyes and before I can utter a quiet ‘Come in’ the door flew open as I jerked up and sat on the bed in shock.

“Wake up you lil shit…” yells a voice as I shielded my poor ears

“Well hello to you too loser….Now leave me alone Stella…. You’re just too annoying..” (I’m a bit of a conceited jerk..Forgive me) I reply as I rub my eyes stretching my arms up a bit

I absolutely hated being disturbed in my sleep..

“Okay DArLin’…You can sleep and I’ll tell of your BOYFRIEND to leave you alone…” Stella says as she smirks emphasizing on boyfriend

Shit…So all that confession wasn’t a dream! I mentally thanked the guts I had gotten a week ago.

Things turned out pretty good for us.. Our parents were more than Happy (at least mum was…Dad looked a bit protective…but eventually agreed)

Yesterday at Dinner he had asked me if we could go on a date..And I obviously agreed…cause why nOt??

But it wasn’t any date…It was my FIRST date…That’s why it bothered me so much…

“No! Oh my goodness! I can’t believe I slept through! I just thought I’d rest my eyes for a while…”

“If I were you I’d keep myself busy with something else…Cos’ I wouldn’t trust myself..”

“Ha.Ha.Ha…So funny Stel..Sometimes I wonder if you’re my best friend or my rival.” I reply as I get off my bed

“Your best friend definitely..or wait…I’m your savior…You would have slept through and kept Harry waiting.Thank Me!” Stella remarks as she shoves a towel and a lot more things into my arms as she pushed me into my washroom.

“Freshen up quickly!! We can’t waste anymore time..QUICK!” Stella yells as I lock the bathroom door.

I asked for a best friend…not a god damn mother or a loud speaker. I wish there was a volume controller in her or something. Don’t mind me.. I’m just grumpy I didn’t get enough sleep.

~ ~ ~

“Aha! Looking Fresh and Gorgeous Sammie!” Stella remarks as I walk out of the bathroom in a bathrobe

“Okay…Now what do I wear? What hairstyle do I do? What shoes do I wear? What nail polish do I wea- -” I begin rambling,my anxiety kicking in as soon as realization sinks into me

“Done, done and done…” Stella remarks as she points at all my requirements for the night

“Oh my! Stel…You’re just…” I begun

“Amazing, Awesome, fantastic…I know!” Stella finishes off as she does a sashayed her hair

“You’re a lifesaver!” I reply gratefully

“Yeah yeah…I know…Now go change into these and I’ll help you with your hair…”

“Okay sure…” I reply as I go back to the bathroom to change into the dress she had given me.

~ ~ ~

“Umm…Stel…Why am I wearing this again?” I ask her staring at my own reflection in boredom

“Let’s just say I know Harry..And he wouldn’t like anything fancy..so maybe a picnic or maybe a I don’t know..some cozy place…Nothing fancy.” Stella replies as she does my hair

“So…did he tell you something about the date?” I ask her hopefully

“I may or may not have helped him.” Stella replies as she smiles smugly

“Come on Traitor…Spill the details..” I threatened

“Oh come on… It’s a surprise darlin’.. and Harry would probably sue me if I did to…so ehh…Can’t do..” She replies merely shrugging

“At least give me a hint…” I insist

“It’s a Date…Ta daa!!!” Stella replies stupidly yet with pride.

“That’s downRighT obvious!!” I reply rolling my eyes

“Come on Sammie!! Just waittt a bit longer… It’ll be worth it..”

“I remember you texted me the day I confessed…At midnight or something.. how did you know I did…?”

“You told me you were going to confess and besides I was there spying on you…”

“You were what??” I asked surprised

“Ah…What? I said nothing! Did I??” She asks nervously looking away

“You were there??”

“Duh! I had to check if you messed up or not…If you did, then I had to obviously butt in and make sure you don’t mess..Somehow you had gotten the guts and nope! No you couldn’t mess up so as a supportive caring respectful bestie- -” Stella begins

“You DeCiDe to SpY on ME and HARRY?!?” I ask as I wear my sneakers

“Tsk..Tsk…you make it sound so stalker- ish…I was just observing to make sure nothing went wrong.. That’s all..” Stella replies as she folds her arms

“Okay okay..Thank you I guess?” I reply

~ ~ ~

We began talking about abSoLuTe nonsense trying to pass time and it was considerably working. Suddenly I hear the doorbell ring.

“Go get it!!” Stella ushered me as she practically shoved me off the couch

I quickly hurry up and open the door only to reveal Harry standing in front of me, looking as perfect as usual

“Hey…Manna…” He breathes out surprised as he continues “You look.. Beautiful..I mean you always do..But I don’t know..you look even better today..” Harry says as he hands me a box of chocolates…not just any chocolates..my favourite chocolates.

“Haz…You didn’t have to..” I reply as he leans down and pecks my lips

“PDA!!! MY EYES ARE BLEEDING!” Stella says as she shields her eyes

“Sorry that you don’t have a boyfriend Stella…”

“At least I had the guts to go and confess and not waiting for my crush to confess because I was too scared, eh Styles?” Stella remarks proudly as Harry stayed silent

“Oh will you stop harassing my boyfriend for heaven sake Stel.” I reply rolling my eyes playfully as I handed Stella the chocolates “Keep them somewhere…”

“No promises Sammie!! Well you kids have fun..but not too much FuN…” Stella replies as she shuts the door.

We both walk over towards Harry’s car…He being the obvious gentleman he was opens my door for me as I smile gratefully at him..

The ride was comfortable and quick too.

“Where are we going Haz?”

“It’s a surprise! Did Stella tell you about it already? As you already looked rightly dressed for the venue..”

“She just gave the clothes to me..No explanation..”

“Thank goodness…I thought she’d ruin it.”

“She didn’t…” I reply

~ ~ ~

Harry parks the car and gets out, opening the door for me again as I took a hold of his extended hand..He locks the car and guides me towards the venue linking each of our arms’ together.

“Hey…Could I blindfold you? I want this to stay a surprise!” Harry admits a bit nervously

“Oh okay! Sure.” I reply as Harry ties a blindfold around my eyes restricting my vision as he holds my hand, guiding me through.

~ ~ ~

“Where are we going Haz?” I ask within like two minutes of blindfolded walking

“Well…we’re…We’re here…” Harry replies excitedly as he removes my blindfold

I let my eyes adjust to the lighting. It was an ice skating rink arena sort of things, a few couples skating around.

“Surprise? I thought…this would be nice…” Harry says as he looks at me

My face just looked absolutely surprised as I gaped at the ice skating rink. Probably one of the biggest ones I’ve ever seen

“D- -do- -err..do you l- -ike it?” Harry asks nervously

“Haz!! I love it!!! This is absolutely amazing!” I reply hugging him

“Now let’s go get our skates and we’ll be all set to go…” Harry says as he takes my arm

~ ~ ~

“How are these?” Harry asks showing me a pair of ice skates as I tried them on

“Too loose…” I reply as I remove them

“These?” He asks

“Too highlighter ish Haz…My eyes!” I reply as he softly giggles

“This one?” He asks handing me a pair of ice skates

“Perfect!” I reply as I put them on

~ ~ ~

You make it look effortless Haz..“ I say as I skate beside him

“Oh come on babe…You are a natural.. I’m just awestruck by how terrific you are at this..” Harry says as he hold my hand spinning me around…

“I really like this a lot…I hope you realize that.” I say as I spin around and stop.

The laces of my ice skates come off. Before I could even bend down to tie them, Harry takes up the initiative and kneels down

“Allow me babygirl…” Harry says as he ties them tightly safe and secured.

“Thanks Haz” I reply as I plant a quick peck on his cheek, a tint of pink evident on his cheeks.

“Anytime princess…” He says as he holds my hand

~ ~ ~

We try skating around as if we were dancing. Both of us were naturally talented dancers so we skate elegantly whilst dancing around carefully with grace, well most of them time Harry was just goofing around like a clown showing me super cool tricks.

Harry stops after a little bit as his gaze turns to a couple who tried out super wacky poses that would be hard even on bare ground.

“Manna…Look at that! We should totally try that out!” Harry urges as his eyes gleam with happiness

I really don’t think that’s the cleverest idea Harry had come up with..but I didn’t want him upset.

“Are you sure it’s going to work out? I mean, it looks super risky..we could end up hurt or something..”

“We’ll be careful..come on let’s try it out…It’ll be fun!!” He remarks

~ ~ ~

We observed the entire steps for a solid ten minutes as we mildly practiced it. The last part was the hardest….It involved a lot of lifting and spinning around.

It was fun…well it would have been perfect…if the both of us hadn’t fallen and broken a bone or two?

“You don’t know how sorry I actually am right now…” Harry almost whispers, tears glinting his eyes “ I just wanted this to be perfect..” He breathes out as a nurse patched up the sprain in his left arm with a huge white plaster

“It’s okay Harry…I had a lot of fun.. Dates were never meant to be movie perfect, eh Haz? It was fun! I absolutely enjoyed how you goofed around… honestLy,it was perfect… I couldn’t have thought of anything better.” I reassure him whilst squeezing his hand softly

“But I hurt you…” He said as he looked at my ankle, which was sprained

“So? Your arm’s sprained too… It’s fine! We are both used to ending with up injuries one way or another!” I replied laughing as I remembered the endless amount of times we had gotten injured..

“I’m sorry…” Harry mutters and before he continues to ramble on, I interrupt him with a kiss…

Well a simple kiss slowly turning heated..until a cough snapped us back to reality.

“Look y'all..I appreciate young love and stuffs..But can you continue this after I patch her up?” The nurse asks Harry with a smirk on her face

“Oh right..sorry..We got a bit carried away..” Harry admits sheepishly

“Well too obvious..” The nurse muttered as she plastered my sprained ankle

“The night is ruined all thank to me..” Harry grumbles to himself

“Nope Haz…The night’s still young. How about we we take out some food and go over to your place and have a movie marathon?” I suggest

“That sounds great…But are you sure you enjoyed the…now ruined date?” Harry asks as he looks down, evidentially disappointed

“Haz…Come on…I li- - loved it.. nothing was ruined. So what if it was a bit messy? We can learn from these silly messes so that our future dates turn out good…It’s completely fine Harry!” I reassure him

He smiles shyly at me as he quickly pecks my cheek.

~ ~ ~

Our drive back (I drove, because my left ankle was only sprained, as Harry couldn’t steer the wheel and control the gear) was comfortable…I mean, everything involving him was obviously supposed to comfortable.

We took in a lot of takeout, drove our to Harry’s house as I parked the car and helped him out. He helped me walk in and shut the door behind them.

“Let’s get changed into something more comfortable…you can use the room downstairs.”

“Okay..Thanks…I can help you if you need help..” I offer

“I’ll manage…” Harry replies as I walk into the guest bedroom changing into one of his oversized t-shirts as I walked out only to see him changed I to a loose shirt

“Wow…You look cute in my shirt..I mean extra cute..” Harry smiles as I settle down next to him, our food laid out in front of the mini table laid in front of us.

“Thanks Haz…” I reply blushing a bit as he wrapped his arms around me

“Which movie are we watching?” He asks as he hands me the remote

“I was going to ask you the same..” I reply as I look at him

“Well… We’ll just watch anything then..” He says as he switches on the TV and flips through the channels as he found the opening credits of Titanic playing…

“Titanic? Aww!! Yes please!” I usher him as he keeps the remote down

I grabbed a few snacks and handed a few to Harry as we shared everything, cuddling each other just simply enjoying each others’ presence and watching a movie…

Nothing Fancy…nothing out of the ordinary apart from the amount of excessive love surrounding us…this was all I’ve ever wanted.

I looked at him, as he looked at me… Our gazes fixated on each others’ eyes. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he pulled me for a passionate kissing, our lips moving in sync as my hands trailed into his brown curls..

“I love you Manna…” He breathes out as he looks at her

“I love you too Haz…” I reply as I pull him into another kiss.

#one direction #harrystyles #requests #fluff #cute #h.s #fiz's works

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dregstrash · 5 years

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Ik you just posted ur Kanej royalty arranged marriage au just now but uh boy I already desperately want some more

I will literally take any excuse for Kaz and Inej to be in ball clothes and to snipe at each other, but also slowly come to some sort of a truce. Thank you for this ask! If you’re looking for some context: here’s the original post

There were rumors surrounding the younger prince of Kerch. Granted, rumors always trailed after royalty like stray dogs and cats, but the ones regarding the dark haired boy were rampant.

The details surrounding the assassination of the king and queen had been vague and misleading, and after the appropriate mourning period passed-- citizens of Ketterdam (the country’s capital) began to spread conspiracies openly.

They say the younger prince tried to stop the assassin and got injured in the fight.

Have you heard about the doctor that was found murdered after he couldn’t set the prince’s leg properly? I heard from a serving girl that it was Prince Kaz himself who had killed him-- that’s why he wears those gloves. His hands are still stained red.

My mistress said that madness had descended over the younger son when he had found his mother in her bed with her throat slit-- He isn’t right in the head anymore.

Jordie tried to dispel some of the wilder rumors (No, Prince Kaz does not eat the hearts of pigs every morning. And no, he does not drink the blood of incompetent servants), by forcing Kaz to make frequent public appearances. He made him go to the opening of the new orphanage on the coast. He forced him to stand beside him at the ceremonial changing of the guard. Jordie even made Kaz get on a horse and try to ride among their people to make him seem normal.

Except Kaz wasn’t normal-- his normalcy was taken from him the night he found his father floating face down in the bath.

Still, Jordie pushed him to look the part of a prince. So that meant, Kaz had been stuffed in another ridiculous suit, stuck in the middle of a crowded room, glaring at every single dancing couple that glided on the marble floor of the ballroom.

“Does the younger prince not dance?” A girlish voice floated towards Kaz, and while he didn’t turn his head, he knew it came from some lower lord’s daughter who had been eyeing him the whole night.

“He does not.” Her companion said much lower than the daughter. “Ever since his injury during the Blood Months, he has not been able to.”

The Blood Months. The months of mourning for his parents. The months where his childhood (and his leg) had shattered, his brother became more distant, and he had to come up with more creative ways to find company. Kaz made a point of snapping his attention to the blonde girl who had been speaking and had great satisfaction in the red blush of embarrassment that bloomed on her face.

She gave a small curtsy to him and then pulled her friend away from his line of sight.

“I didn’t think it was possible to repulse women with just one look, but you have proved me wrong.”

Her voice appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and Kaz fought the flinch of surprise. Even after being in the palace for over two months, Inej had this very annoying habit of sneaking up on him-- amongst her other annoying habits.

“You underestimate me, Princess,” Kaz said not looking at her directly. She had this other annoying habit of snatching his attention too fully, and he was determined not to give her an inch. “I don’t need a look when my cane and limp does the job quite well.”

“That’s disappointing.” She said. She was baiting him. He knew she was. And despite his earlier thought of not giving her any more attention than needed, he was also bored-- and boredom overcomes disdain any day.

“Disappointing?” He asked.

“Yes,” She sighed, “Because while your glare is enough to drive people away. Your cane should invite conversation-- Just so your personality can really push them away.”

A rare smile wanted to break onto his mask of indifference, but Kaz reined it in.

“And yet, here you are, Princess. Still annoying me to no end.”

“I’m not like other girls, Prince.” She replied.

“Of that I am sure.” Kaz relented. From the corner of his eye he caught the midnight blue of the traditional Suli dress she decided to wear for tonight. And he knew instinctively that the color would look nice against her warm brown skin. The smells of the perfume she decided to wear wafted towards him, and his head split with half of him demanding he turn to finally take all of her in and the other half determined to ignore her until his brother gave up on this idea of arranging this marriage.

An uncertain silence filled the space between them and then Kaz noted the time. It was almost midnight.

He let a smirk onto his face as he finally faced her, “Since neither my glare nor my personality has driven you away, what exactly do I have to do to get you to leave me alone?”

He was right in thinking she would look stunning tonight-- because she did. The midnight blue dress complimented her delicate, lean figure and her hair was elegantly braided to look like a crown on her head. She wore a golden circle to identify her station and a light line of kohl made her brown eyes stand out.The furrow between her eyebrows only made her look adorable.

“Do you want me to leave you alone?”

Yes. No. Both answers slammed into his mind at the same time and he hated the fact he never knew what he wanted when she was involved.

“I simply have things to do and people to see-- And I’d rather not receive another lecture from my illustrious brother about leaving you alone. Again. So you leaving first would be very convenient.”

“Where are you going?”

“Out.”

“Why?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” He gestured with his cane to the painted birds that tittered about.

She followed where he gestured and chewed her lip. Unwillingly, his eyes followed the motion and he made sure that he was looking bored again when she met his eyes again.

“I want to go with you.”

This took him aback. “Why?”

“You’re not the only one who gets bored, Prince.” She sniffed. “And besides if you get into trouble again. You’re not the only one who gets a lectured for not trying hard enough to win you over.”

Kaz cringed inwardly. He still didn’t want to be married to her. He didn’t want to be married at all. But maybe if he can get Inej to dislike him enough then it won’t be up to him-- and if he takes her along to tonight’s excursion she was sure to leave tomorrow.

“Fine.” He said simply and started walking towards the doors leading into the hallway.

He didn’t hear her following, but he felt her presence all the same.

#kanej #Kaz Brekker #inej ghafa #kaz x inej #jordie rietveld #six of crows #soc #crooked kingdom #ck #kanej royalty au #wowow this got long #but this au is kind of fun

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calliecat93 · 5 years

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Top 5 Things I Disliked About RWBY Volume 2

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It’s hard to believe that Volume 2 aired over five years ago now. Unlike V1 where I watched it just as it ended, I watched V2 as it was airing and I still remember my excitement over it. It was a different time back then as well as this aired during the Summer, while every volume after happened halfways through the Fall. Ah, the days of innocence. Anyways, IDT that V2 is as memorable as other volumes, which IDT is necessarily a bad thing but it’ not one that you see many people talk about as a result. But ho boy, do I remember the discussions going around during the time that it aired, especially about the finale. Oh God, the finale...

So then, what are my thoughts? Well, I’ve got a few. Let's go ahead talk about my… not so good ones. Which tbh, these are mainly nitpicky cause I really don’t dislike much about V2. It’s overall a good volume. Not as good as others, it’s my five on the list and may drop to six depending on how V7 goes. But I don't have any rela issues with it, but I was able to brain up a few. Therefore, here are my Top 5 Thing That I Disliked About RWBY Volume 2!

#5. The Dance Arc

As I said, this list was hard. I was able to come up with four things that I disliked, but I couldn’t think of a good fifth one I thought about doing Ironwood and Glynda’s Ship Tease that went nowhere, but… it was a lot minor than I remembered and didn’t bother me like I thought it would. Anything else that I thought of I already had written down and going through my old posts from back when V2 aired provided nothing, so… the Dance Arc was the only thing that I could think of to fill in the spot. Which is kinda unfair because all in all, the arc is fine. It’s more of just dance arcs being a pet peeve of mine. It brings the story to a screeching halt to focus on relationship drama that I nor ally don’t give a shit about. A good example is the Yule Ball in Harry Potter, which single-handedly made Goblet of Fire my least favorite entry in the series, both with the book and with the movie.

RWBY’s arc though avoided most of that. It doesn’t do much in terms of story, but it does have Cinder’ break-in that’ll have consequences later. There isn’t really any relationship drama or nothing that felt overblown. Blake in particular hd some good development and seeing her happy at the dance was really nice. Jaune had some… bad moments. Moments that I’m gonna talk about here in a bit. But nothing so bad that I was annoyed. It did a lot of good character stuff, had the great JNPR dance sequence, and was overall just nice. But it’s not an arc that I particularly care about either, and I’m hoping that V7 won’t do a Ball like I know that a lot of people do half because it likely will focus on relationship drama there and because it’ll just be repeating V2. Still, it’s overall fine, but I needed something to fill in the Number 5 slot. So.. there we go. It was fine, but I could also live without it.

#4. The Season Finale

To this day, I can STILL remember how much the finale was derided by the fanbase when it aired. Kinda funny now since people seem to get bad if RWBY doesn’t end with a massive brawl, but people hated it when they did it here. I didn’t min the finale when it aired… and tbh, I still don’t. But I do have a better understanding of why people disliked it now. Part of it is something I’m going to get into later, but… what did the finale really wrap up? Not much. It was just a bunch of fights just to have a bunch of fights. Monty maybe went a little overboard with it here and it really feels like nothing truly wrapped up as a result. But IK how else they could have done a proper finale without messing up things that happen later, so… meh. Again, the finale doesn’t bother me and I do think that it feels more like a finale than V1 at least. But it certainly is one of the weaker ones and I don’t blame people at all for not liking it.

Oka, so 5 and 4 only barley count as dislikes. They’re more nitpicks than anything else tbh. Can’t say the same about the other three though. Speaking of…

#3. Jaune Cringe

In this volume, we see Jaune trying hard to get Weiss to go out with him. He continues to fail and makes himself look like an idiot. Now in itself, this isn’t so bad… but IDT that it’s aged well. Mainly because the narrative kinda feels like Weiss is int he wrong for continuously rejecting Jaune’s advances. It’s kinda hard to say how much that’s intentional because she doesn’t get punished for it or anything. And it does end with Jaune essnetially letting it go, calling Neptune out on his petty reason for rejecting Neptune despite liking her, and getting him to quit worrying about looing cool to make Weiss feel happy. It shows that Jaune can realize his mistakes and make it right and that he isn’t into Weiss just because she’s pretty or rich. He did have genuine feelings for her, and gave it up once he finally realized that Weiss wasn’t interested and was looking at other people. He hasn’t repeated it since aside from RWBY Chibi, where he suffers for his idiocy, so I do think that he learned. Which is good!

But… ti is really hard to watch. The narrative frames it like we’re supposed to find Jaune an idiot, but also sympathize with him. And we’re supposed to find that Weiss is being cold and harsh in how she keeps rejecting him. Again, this has not aged well. I don’t think that Miles and Kerry had any bad intentions whatsoever and would probably do ti differently nowadays, but… Weiss was completely in the right to keep turning Jaune down. He refused to get the hint and just move on. Sure, he knows how stupid it was now, but the narrative makes it feel like we should feel bad for Jaune. But.. why should we? He kept being an idiot. He refused to just get the hint no matter how many times that Weiss said no. Do I hold him against him? No. He’s no Adam. As I said by the end, he seemed to let it go and his part with Pyrrha greatly redeemed him. But I do wish that Jaune got called out for it and that they did a better job at painting him in the wrong because he was. Weiss could have maybe been nicer about it, but we saw as early as V1 that Jaune acted like this, so she’s been dealing with it for a pretty good while so… yeah, I don’t blame her in her reactions.

Again, I don’t hold it against Jaune. His character has grown greatly since this volume and he hasn’t repeated his cringe since. If anything, I appreciate how far he’s come after seeing this again. But it was not fun to revisit and I’m glad that we’re past this part for good.

#2. The Post-Credit Stinger

UUUUGGGGHHHH! This stupid stinger! So… as we all know, at the end of every volume, they put in a scene after the credits. These have all been canonical in some fashion...except for this one. This one ended with Yang finding Raven at the Beacon Courtyard, in which the unmask herself and says that she and Yang have a lot to talk about.

And then Yang doesn't meet Raven in person until Volume 5, three volumes later… okay!

So… I know that some stuff changed when they began working on V3. For example, the Maidens thing was created by Monty in between Volume 2 and 3 and when he passed away, they decided to keep it. I can only assume that after they decided to make her the Spring Maiden, the plans for Raven changed, so whatever the plan was with the stinger got tossed aside. I don’t mind that so much since I was perfectly happy with what they did go with. But every time that I watch V2 and we get to this, I just get… annoyed. Really, really annoyed because this scene exists, and is apparently non-canon.

It’ hard to get mad about it because I get it. Plans change. But at the same time the show pretty much promised us something and didn’t deliver it. It’s like if Volume 4’s stinger that showed Oscar meeting Qrow suddenly got tossed out in V5, making a promise that they ended up not upholding. It’s frustrating as a viewer, especially since you gotta figure out what to do with that scene after. I guess we can just say that Yang dreamed it, but still. It’s not that big a deal now and so far, they haven’t repeated that mistake with the later stingers. Still, I remember how much this frustrated me all the way up to V4 when I finally realized that the stinger was non-canon now, so I still hold it against this volume. Hopefully, this won’t happen again, but you never know what’ll happen.

#1. What Does This Volume Accomplish?

Each volume of RWBY has a clear goal… except for this one. V1 introduced us to the world and characters. V3 had the Fall of Beacon. V4 was reaching Haven. V5 was the Battle of Haven and getting the Relic. V6 was reaching Atlas. We can argue about how well the volumes accomplished those goals, but they did accomplish them. Volume 2… what is the end goal? Hat does this volume want to be? I didn’t think about it much back when it aired, but now? I… honestly don’t know what this volume’s purpose was.

I guess it was to bring Team RWBY closer together? Flesh the girls and their motivations out? Which is fine… but the story itself doesn’t seem to have a clear place where it wants to end. It’s why I think that the finale was how it was, there was nothing to truly wrap up. The girls couldn’t figure out the villains’ plans because then V3 shouldn’t go the way that it did. But since finding out what the bad guys’ plan was their goal and they don’t do that… it just makes you wonder why you invested our time in it. The girls’ reaction makes it seem like they know that the ending is flimsy, but that the viewers are just going to have to accept it. The good guys didn’t make any progress. The villains were no closer to being defeated than they were before, and none of the hurdles like the bombs going off early did anything to affect them. Which makes them look OP as Hell.

Volume 2 is not a bad volume. In the character development department, it is very good. It’s pacing and flow is better than Volume 1, hence why I place it above it. But it also doesn’t feel like it 100% knew what it wanted to be. At least, it didn’t know where the final destination was. So I still pace 3-6 above it since all of those knew where they wanted to end. Even if some had bumps in the road, they did accomplish their primary goal and I could see what that goal was. IDK what Volume 2 was meant to do outside develop characters. I guess it did do that, but it didn’t really progress the story. I guess it made V3’s impact all the greater, but still… it makes me conflicted.

Okay, that’s one post down. One more to go. Likes will hopefully be up later this afternoon. So I hope that you’ll all enjoy that~!

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