#im sorry for the inevitable ball of nerves i will be

[eunnieboo]

hello! i'm having a launch event with Brick & Mortar Books on the 17th!! the event is scheduled from 7:00-8:00 PM (PST), and there should be a Q&A and signing! hope to see you there~

[duuhrayliegh]

omg that sebby aftercare fic 🥺🥺 pls do one in readers pov! if u want ofc 💘

no questions asked

pairing: seb stan x reader

warnings: lil clip of smutty times at the beginning, bit of dom!seb, language, fluff at the end

a/n: im so so sorry this took so long love, but it’s here now!!! i hope you enjoy it and it lives up to all you were hoping for <3

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Your fist balled, taking the sheets of the bed with it. Your other hand made its way to the back of Sebastian’s neck, threading through the short hairs and yanking on them as much as you could. It felt like all of your senses were being overwhelmed. A culmination of emotions and sensations that were all leading to your inevitable tumble into ecstasy.

“Come on, Y/N.” Sebastian pressed a kiss into the inside of your thigh, talking into the plush flesh. His words send pleasant vibrations through your flushed skin, drawing a moan out of you from deep down.

You felt crows feet begin to decorate the outsides of your eyes as you squeezed them closed, relishing in the sensations that Sebastian was creating. Every time that you experienced Sebastian’s expertise at work you were left breathless and fully fucked-out.

“So fucking good.” Sebastian’s mouth formed a suction around your clit, his tongue repeatedly flicking the overstimulated bundle of nerves.

You groaned again at some point to draw Sebastian’s eyes to your face. Allowing you to take in just a whispering of his cerulean irises around his completely blown pupils. A look good enough to make a girl crumble under his soft touch.

“You gonna do it again?” His left hand wrapped around your supple thigh as he held you in place, all so he could talk you through it. His right hand was rather occupied by tracing his soaking digits over your dripping slit.

“I think you’ve got at least two more?” Sebastian continued running his fingers over your opening, not stopping to give the proper amount of attention to the button that would send you over the edge again.

You whimpered at his suggestion. By this point, he had already pulled three additional orgasms from your more than willing body, but you were reaching your breaking point.

Times like these you remembered that you and Sebastian had taken the precautions. A proper safe word and a boundary that were set at the beginning of your relationship, one that either of you had yet to implement. And one that you were genuinely considering at the moment because you weren’t sure how much more of this you could logistically take.

Sebastian tapped your clit, bringing you out of your own head. He was a greedy man, a fact that he admitted himself when discussing his interests with you.

“I like to know that by the end of whatever we’re doing, that you’re completely satisfied, every, fucking, time.” It was said slowly with a downcast gaze pointed directly at you.

“Y/N.” He lightly traced the outside of your lower lips. A feeling that you would typically tip your head back and fully immerse yourself in, but the inclusion of your name made your head pop up from the ruffled sheets.

“What color are you?” The color system was something else that you and Sebastian discussed. This was after the two of you had shared the sensual bed with one another. After you realized how lightheaded you become when Sebastian pushes you past what you had become accustomed to.

“Yellow.” Immediately after the word left your mouth, Sebastian blinked. His pupils dilated to a smaller size before he pressed another kiss to the inside of your thigh.

“Okay, hang on.” He left the bed, taking three large steps to reach the mini fridge that he insisted the two of you keep in the bedroom.

The sound of running water soon assailed your ears, only for Sebastian to reappear next to you with a bowl in hand. Your head lolled to the side, feeling heavier than it should have, or was it just that you were finally recognizing the weight of it? Sebastian placed his hands under your shoulders, helping you sit up, in order for him to place himself behind you. His legs flopped on either side of you, caging you in with his body.

“You did so good for me.”

He pulled your body up, resting your head on his shoulder, your back to his chest. A damp cloth found its way to the back of your neck causing a visible shiver to run through your body. Sebastian breathed out a laugh, the hot air of it hitting the back of your ear.

“Such a good girl.”

The words did little to calm your raging hormones. Sebastian began tracing indiscernible patterns onto your skin with the tip of his finger, the skin of it wrinkled from how long he had it pressed against your dripping slit. You felt him kiss your temple, head tilting to accommodate for it. However, he stayed pressed to your skin, taking in a dramatic inhale of what you could only assume was sweat and sex.

“My good girl.”

The cloth on your neck began to drip, the excess water falling onto your back and Sebastian’s exposed stomach. He sucked on his teeth, a small moan of his own following shortly behind. His hands ran themselves over your body. Fondling the dips of your curves and pillows of extra flesh that bunched just above your most sensitive place.

“Mm. Please, no, Bastian.” Your voice was small and whiny, making the words come out as a whimper as his hands dipped a bit too close to your core than you were ready for again.

“No, no. I know, baby.” He began to knead your stomach, starting on the outside and working his way up to your breasts. The two of which he gave ample amounts of attention, careful to avoid your nipples so as to not trigger another bout of tingles. “Just trying to calm you down.”

Reading between the lines, he was letting you know that he was there if you needed him to be. You took several deep breaths, the smell of sex permeating the air of the master bedroom. When you first told Sebastian of your past experiences, he was enraged to say the least.

“And they just, what? They just left.” Sebastian muttered under his breath while pacing the living room, enough to make the rug catch on fire from his steps. “Fuck, Y/N.” His hands threaded themselves through his short hair, pulling harshly against the roots.

You sat on the couch watching as Sebastian dropped to his knees in front of you, his face level with yours and his hands folded against your knee. “You deserve so much better than what they gave you.” You smiled, reassuring him that you most definitely were moving in the right direction when you started dating him. “Damn, right you did. Fuck me, they just left?”

“Yes, Bastian. I’ve said it a million times in the past twenty minutes. After we were done, they would just leave me with the mess and everything.” Sebastian remained on his knees, mouth agape at the details of your past sexual encounters.

He got up and began pacing again, muttering under his breath while you sat quietly watching his mini meltdown. “Well, more like when they were done.” He stopped in his tracks, fingers detangling themselves from his hair as his head turned toward you slowly.

“Excuse me?”

But now, you were always more than satisfied. Usually, you were more than over-satisfied. In the past few weeks, you’d always left the bed on unstable, shaky legs due to Sebastian’s overzealousness. He was committed, you had to hand him that.

“You feelin’ okay, baby?” Sebastian’s warm breath tickled your ear as he spoke. He placed his palm on your forehead, pushing the little hairs that stuck against it out of your face.

“I’m okay.” You shook your head. “Just felt like a lot today for some reason.”

Sebastian quickly shifted your body, enough that you were able to lock eyes with him as he began to talk again.

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, Y/N.” He brought his hands up to your face again, brushing more hair behind your ear. You looked at his deep blue eyes, the ones that were too occupied in scanning your face and exposed shoulders to notice your gaze.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” He spoke as he tapped your kneecap, rising from the bed to walk to your bathroom. You watched from the bed, legs dangling over the side still a bit numb. Sebastian stood in between your legs, hands on either side of your body with the noise of the shower running in the background.

“God, I love you.” Your words were spoken through a wide smile, the ending of which caused Sebastian to lean forward and kiss your forehead. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

Sebastian pulled you from the bed, leading your fully naked body into the steamy bathroom. He pulled off his boxers and brought the both of you into the shower.

“This isn’t luck, baby.” He turned your body into the spray of the water, reaching past your head for your loofah and body wash. You watched his dexterous fingers work the soap up into a plethora of bubbles before lathering it all over your wet skin.

“This is how you should always be treated.” His fingers pressed into your love handles, spinning you once again to face him.

Sebastian’s hands were still covered in bubbles but that didn’t stop him from threading his fingers through your hair. You closed your eyes as he rested his forehead against your own.

“I love you.” You barely heard his whisper over the constant noise bouncing off the tile walls. His hands slipped to your jaw, running his thumbs over the hollows of your cheeks.

“I love you too.” He tapped your shoulders, “Let’s go lay down, baby.”

Your gaze remained locked on his, following as he leaned down in front of you.

The feeling of his hands running down your body, over the contours of your skin, lightly decorated with already fading bruises of his fingers from his grip. Little love bites and patches of purple and pink freckle your skin like stars in the night sky.

Sebastian’s fingers sunk into the plush flesh of your thighs, grunting softly as he lifted you against his body. His bare cock brushed against your inner thighs causing a shiver to run down your spine.

Another rush ran through you when Sebastian placed your body on the vanity countertop, in between the his and hers sinks. You glanced at his side of the bathroom, everything lined up nice and neat, unlike the man himself in everyday life. You remembered him telling you once that if everything around him was chaos then he felt like his head couldn’t be and those needed to be switched.

You were brought back to the present by a soft towel being run over your upper body. Sebastian took his time, carefully lifting each breast, lightly tracing his thumb over your nipple. His action pulled something between a sigh and a whine from your lips, a noise you didn’t know you were capable of making.

“I know, but they’re right there.” He leaned down and kissed the top of both your breasts. “And I love them.”

You pushed off the counter, smirking at him before you took the towel from his hands. You dragged the cloth over him,, being sure to curl your fingers just enough to graze your nails down the planes of his body.

He hummed, reveling in the little red lines that they left in their wake. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, baby.”

“I won’t.” You kissed his collarbones, standing to your full height before him. You smiled into his skin, tossing the towel into the hamper in the corner of the room.

You grabbed his hand, bringing it up to your mouth and kissing each knuckle. Sebastian’s grip tightened on your hand and he pulled it away from your mouth, leading you back into the bedroom. Sebastian turned quickly, lifting you onto his waist again before letting the both of you collapse onto the rumpled sheets.

“Bastian!” You bounced off his thighs, restraining a moan at the feeling of his semi-erect cock. Sebastian, however, was unable to bite back his own exhale of pleasure.

“Fuck, baby.” He moved your body to lay beside him, keeping one of your legs hooked over his waist. His head lolled to the side, dark blue eyes rolling over your face. “We should go to bed before we both let things go too far.”

You sighed loudly, “I suppose you’re right.”

Sebastian’s fingers danced across your skin, the soothing impressions lulling you to a peaceful state of mind. His lips fell to your temple for a final time, moving in a whisper.

“My beautiful Y/N. I love you to the moon and back.”

[oceansevaporatetoo]

this cool thing

CW: lab whump, lady whumper, minor whumpee, creepy comfort (abusive/manipulative caretaker), fucky headspace, self hatred, needles, mentions of death, panic attack, disassociation, suicidal ideations, torture, noncon touch, sleep deprivation

here is a description courtesy of @teenytinytumblers: hi im oliver, i have fire powers and also the power of sassiness, im being tortured to find out the source of my fire powers by this shitty lady named dr. bateman, and theres this other dude named liam who likes to punch people, people being me. also my parents abandoned me to the center btw so theres my tragic backstory for you

this is my first time posting writing on tumblr, please lmk if you like it!

I feel nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Dr. Bateman said she’d be back in a couple of minutes with clean clothes—not-bloody clothes—but she’s not back yet and I think I’m going to collapse where I’m standing.

My eyelids flutter, but she said she’d come back and she’s not back yet so I stay standing. I stare at the clock and watch the seconds tick by. Time seems to move faster now that I know I’m nearly dead.

I knew before, I think. I just didn’t understand. There’s no getting out of this.

I am going to die. 

And I’m okay with that, I think hazily as the door swings open.

“Oliver,” Dr. Bateman says, putting the clothes on my bed. She looks up at me, and I lower my gaze just before our eyes meet. “No. Look at me.”

A million comebacks flash through my head and I say none of them. I look at her and can almost feel her hand gripping my chin, the tip of a needle pressing into my neck while I beg her to stop.

I blink.

“Good,” she says, her tone nearly motherly. “Now, Liam will be here tomorrow morning at—“

“I don’t want to know.” My voice cracks, and I flinch as her hand goes to the remote resting on her clipboard. 

“Don’t interrupt me,” she says quietly, but she doesn’t press the button.

“I’m sorry—“

“I’m still speaking.”

It’s a test. It’s a trap.

I say nothing.

Dr. Bateman jots something down on her clipboard, then looks back up at me.

Am I supposed to say something?

My head spins. I’m going to yawn and I can’t, she’ll be furious— and she’s still looking at me.

“This shouldn’t be this hard, Oliver,” Dr. Bateman says loftily, and what if she’s doing this on purpose, what if she’s trying to get me to mess up?

I can’t even remember what we were talking about anymore, and my head feels full of cotton balls and glass shards.

I’ve been holding my breath this whole time. I didn’t notice.

“Oliver?”

I look at her.

She looks at me a second too long and I break.

I let out a panicked sob, grabbing the nightstand behind me and sinking down onto the floor. I’m staring at the same red shoes that were pinning me down to the ground earlier and I screw my eyes shut, but I can still see the red on the inside of my eyelids and I can’t breathe.

“Honey,” Dr. Bateman’s voice comes from somewhere above me, slightly muffled, and I can’t tell if she’s concerned or patronizing or something else entirely. “What’s wrong?”

“You— you’re going to kill me.” But it’s not me saying that, it couldn’t be, because I don’t even remember my mouth starting to move. I don’t remember my eyes opening.

“Yes,” She reaches over my head to put her clipboard on the nightstand. I want to back away, but there’s nowhere to go, and I press myself into the wood. The look on her face makes me think that my shutting down is waking her up. “But let’s face it. I was always going to do that. Oliver, honey, do you know how elemental powers work? It’s in your chromosomes. Down to the deepest level. There’s no way to get rid of your fire without getting rid of you.” 

My head pounds, and I take a shuddering breath. The room is spinning, but not around me, around her.

I’m dreaming, this has to be a dream—

She runs a hand through my hair, as if to be consoling. I shrink away from her.

 “Don’t touch me,” I say, and the sentence comes out in a sob. “Please don’t—”

Her fingers curl into my hair and she yanks my head back so I’m forced to look up at her. “I’ll do anything I want to do, Oliver,” she says, her voice dangerously soft. “You’re going to be on the operating table tomorrow, and yes, I am going to touch you. Never speak to me that way again.”

I say nothing. No words would come out anyway. She lets go of my hair, and I let my head drop.

“Now,” Dr. Bateman continues. Her tone is harsh, and I flinch, bracing myself for pain that I’m not even sure is coming. “I have several things to explain to you, and I suggest you just listen. Look at me, Oliver.”

I look up, swallowing. My eyes threaten to close again, and I force them to stay open.

“Thank you,” she says finally. “Now, Liam will…”

I tune her out, staring absentmindedly at the clock right behind her head. My heartbeat is still in my ears and it aligns with the ticking of the clock, like it’s counting down the minutes until I die.

“Oliver,” I look at Dr. Bateman. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“What time tomorrow?”

I don’t know. I have no idea, and she takes the clipboard off the nightstand.

“No, wait—“

She pushes the button, and pain courses through every single nerve in my body.

Pass out, pass out, pass out, I think, and a second later, I do.

“Ten tomorrow morning,” Dr. Bateman tells me when I come to. “What time?”

“Ten tomorrow morning,” I repeat, my voice hollow.

“And where is Liam going to take you?”

“To—” I don’t know, I don’t— “Dr. Bateman, please— just tell me again, I’ll listen this time—”

“I’ve told you three times already, Oliver.”

No. She hasn’t. She hasn’t. I’m not that delirious, right?

Right?

“No— no, you haven’t— I’m not—“

“Are you arguing with me?”

“No no no, I’m not—“

“Well, that’s what it sounds like. But you wouldn’t dare, would you? Not after all that time you spent in 3C.”

“No, I wouldn’t— Dr. Bateman, please—“

“So, where is Liam going to take you?”

Her hand is too close to her clipboard. “Please don’t,” I sob. “No—“

“Honey, just tell me you don’t know the answer and move on,” she says. “There’s no point in delaying the inevitable.”

“No, I know it— I— just say it one more time, please, I promise I’ll get it—“

“You don’t know, Oliver. Say it.”

“I don’t—“ I sob. “I don’t know, but Dr. Bateman, please, please—“

I can hear myself screaming. I can see myself screaming, and I scream again to make sure that I’m still here, that I’m not dead, and then I slam back into my body and I’m still screaming. Dr. Bateman says something, but she sounds far away and underwater, and I think my ears are broken, but really, maybe I’m broken, like that broken clock in the other center that can’t tell the time anymore.

“Oliver.”

Maybe if I open my eyes this will all be a nightmare, an awful nightmare that I’ve been dreaming about for hours, for days, for years. My mom will be alive and my dad will love me again and I won’t have powers—

I open my eyes.

It’s not a nightmare. 

It’s real. 

It’s real, and I’m staring at those red shoes again, shoes the color of blood, of murder, of years and years of torture only to die in the exact same place.

“Oliver.”

I look up at Dr. Bateman, at the woman who took everything from me, and feel absolute, paralyzing fear.

I hate her, I hate her, I—

“I’m only going to say this one more time. At ten tomorrow morning, Liam is going to come in here and bring you to my office. You’re going to say goodbye to everyone, and then you’re done.”

Done.

“Now answer my question. Where is Liam going to take you?”

“To— to your office,” I manage to say.

“Perfect,” she says. “I’ll see you soon. Good night, honey.”

I flinch as the door closes behind her.

I think I might cry, and I will myself to feel nothing again.

[hobiwonder]

~honest fuckboy~ | (m)

pairing: jk x reader

words: 3.1k

warnings: smut. 

a/n: hjrdbfuierbuibfn i accidentally deleted the post hhhhhhh im so sorry. here it is again. this is based on an ask i got about fuckboy jk.

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“Okay so… I need to tell you something.” Your feet are tapping an impatient melody on the carpeted floor. Though he definitely can’t hear anything as the carpet muffles the noises that would probably would make him more nervous. Completely and utterly different from the Jungkook outside who’d been boasting about his ‘pussy destroyer’ status.

“Spit it out Jungkook. I’m literally not down for any more of your shitty pranks. I just need a good fuck and as the resident campus slut-”

“um, rude.” You continue anyway.

“-you are my safest bet. So, spill.” He seems even more nervous now for some reason. Sitting on the bed, legs splayed and arms resting back on the plush sheets. And they looked clean too. You didn’t think that was possible for a frat boy.

“Uh…. O-okay.” Your eyebrows are raised again as he looks around, seeming to be mulling his response in his head. Okay this was ridiculous, you were on a time crunch and your downstairs was getting drier by then second. Sighing, you just climb back on the bed, straddling his deliciously muscly thighs and mouth attaching back to his neck that you wanted to cover in hickeys. But you weren’t together and you didn’t want to put marks where they didn’t belong. Even if you really, really wanted to.

But of course he had to fucking ruin it.

“Wait wait!” The groan is unstoppable and this wasn’t the context you’d thought you’d be making these noises in.

“I swear to god Jungkook. Can’t this wait?” There is visible sweat brewing up on his temples and his lips are flushed from your earlier kisses.

“Okay here it goes,” He’s taking a deep breath in, closing his eyes once for a quick second before meeting yours, “I’ve only slept with one girl before.”

You stare at him. A solid minute passes and you haven’t moved an inch until your limbs are waking up again and a giggle is bubbling in your throat as you lean in again.

“Very funny. Now shut up before I kill you and then die of deprivation.”

“Y/n. I-I’m not kidding.” Pulling back, you can now see that all this fidgeting and twiddling with his thumbs really wasn’t an act.

What the hell.

Instantly, you’ve sprung back from his lap and your hands are gone in for the kill at your scalp. Frustration lacing every movement. This was just supposed to be you simply getting laid. Of course this would happen to you.

“What the fuck Jungkook?! Don’t say shit like that when I’m literally about to rip my clothes off.” Unless… “Wait. Is this just so you don’t have to sleep with me?”

Your voice is incredulous and accusing. Sure, you weren’t his hottest conquest or were really considered his type really. But Jeon Jungkook prided himself on never saying no to girls. He loved every female attention and happily hooked up with a variety even if he didn’t actually hang out with them. That’s why it had been so easy to pick him up at the party tonight. You’d had a nightmare of a date and your ego and pride had been bruised enough for one night for him to do you dirty like this too. You’re not sure if you’ll be okay if you got rejected twice in a night. Turns out Jaemin really didn’t like you like that. He just wanted to get laid. Much like what you wanted right now actually. But at least you were honest about it. He lead you on and you wanted to scratch his pretty face! You wore your best lingerie for tonight and that bastard flaked on you after five minutes when his regular booty call showed up.

Stupid pretty boys. At least Jungkook was an honest fuck boy. Or so you had thought. You really couldn’t handle being rejected by the all pleasing fuck boy. And your junior at that.

“No!” His eyes are widely blown and you almost believe him. He’s reaching forward to grab at your retrieving form but you’re having none of it. “Not at all. Y/n. please sit down.”

“No way. I’ve had enough of you assholes playing games with me.”

“What? Who are you talking about?” His eyebrows are furrowed in confusion but you don’t really care enough to tell him about your night for now.

“Don’t worry about it. But whatever I’m going.” You’ve only just turned around when Jungkook is pulling you back roughly so you’re falling back on his lap.

“Don’t go okay? It’s not because I don’t want to sleep with you. Don’t be dumb.” His once over at your tight little black dress doesn’t faze you. Okay maybe a little. Who wouldn’t feel flustered at Jeon Jungkook checking them out?

Sighing, you give him the benefit of the doubt, “Then what? Because I refuse to believe that you’ve only had sex once. Not when you’re literally bragging about screwing someone’s brains out every fucking party.”

“I do have a reputation to keep up you know?” He’s scoffing at you like you’re the one who’s being a little nuts at the moment.

“A reputation that you falsely cultivated, you smelly sock!” Yeah you were a little drunk too.

“Seriously? A smelly sock?” His smile is kinda cute, you think to yourself. “But yeah. I guess I really underestimated the ‘one lie leads to a thousand’ saying.”

Sighing, he just turns you back around in his lap and you can’t help it when you gaze slips further down south for a few seconds but Jungkook’s tsking noises have you looking back up, cheeks heavily flushed.

“You’re really horny aren’t you?” His chuckle is so carefree you’d be thinking it’s you who just confessed to being inexperienced in bed.

“Shut up kid. Thanks to you I might stay this way with no relief!” the pout is inevitable and unarguably a little childish but you could definitely hide away from all the judgement under the guise of being intoxicated.

“Y-You don’t… have to?” He sounds unsure and a little questioning. When you don’t say anything, he continues.

“I know I said I haven’t actually had sex more than that one time but I’d love to have sex with you.” He says it all so casually like he didn’t almost shit his pants confessing that very bit to you.

“Gee, thanks.” You pinch his slightly cherub face to which he yelps dramatically. “If anything, you owe me that mind blowing orgasm you brat.”

“Well then,” his smug little face is turning up in a smirk as he leans back again, spreading his body as it relaxes in the sheets before his face is tilting upwards, eyes taking a whole swipe at the way your dress has ridden up on your thighs. “Get to work babe.”

The nerve of this boy.

You’re about ready to give him a piece of your mind but instead, you go for something much more impactful. The way his eyes almost bulge out of his head is sweet, sweet revenge when you squeeze his length on top of his snug jeans. The shock is thankfully under control when you’d initially felt how hot and heavy his erection sat under the denim.

“You really need to learn when you’re out skilled ‘babe.’” The words are whispered close to his ear as you press a hot kiss beneath the lobe. He was a picture to be put up on the walls as he tried to keep his breathing even, eyes cast directly down to where your hand had now slipped inside his jeans. The rattling of the belt buckle with every movement from your hand was incredibly arousing. Not that you needed to be anymore horny at this stage.

“Wow, um okay… I should’ve -oh fuck – let you hit on me before.” His erection sits thick and hot in your hand as you scoff at him. Yeah, like you would.

“Please. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for Jaemin flaking on me.” The last sentence is muttered under your breath but somehow his ears perked up enough to comprehend the name. Even when he’s receiving a hand job he does not shut up, does he?

“J-Jaemin? Really? You’re way out of his l-league. Oh god, y/n.” His moan hits you somewhere deep. Deeper than just your core with the way he’s saying your name and you can’t stop yourself when from slipping down to your knees- as if in a trance when you continue to glide your slippery hand over his girthy length.

“Say that again when my hand isn’t on your dick.” He doesn’t have a chance to open his smart mouth again because yours is on him. His hot skin on your tongue has an involuntary moan bubbling in your throat and reverberating against his hardened cock. The salty, tangy taste of him is addicting and you’re sliding your mouth down him and his reactions are only spurring you on further.

“God, you’re so hot. Look so h-hot with my cock in y-your mouth. Fuck, yes.” He’s growling, moaning and groaning as he watches you lap at his cock again and again. Saliva is starting to pool around your mouth and dripping down your chin as you suck the tip of him relentlessly. His dirty mouth is making you want to slip your hand inside your own underwear and get some relief.

You moan when his hand slips in to your hair at the nape of your neck, guiding your head around him as he gets close.  His mouth seems to have lost its filter and so have his hips as they buck in to your mouth.

“I’m so close. S-So close, baby. Take my cock,” his growl only makes you moan louder around him, sucking him off with more vigour.

Lucky for him, you know exactly how to push him over the edge. Taking one of your hands that had been working on the base of his dick, slickened by a mixture of your saliva and his precum, you tug on his tightened balls and instantly – he’s bucking his hips in to your face screaming out his release.

Warmth fills your mouth as you drink down his cum. His hands guiding your head every which way to milk out every second of his release. Jungkook is panting heavily and his whole body is covered with sweat as he watches your mouth overflow with his cum. Still, you don’t stop gently lapping at him, swallowing every drop and he seems almost about ready to cry.

“Y/n,” he’s panting even more now, “stop or I’ll cum again. Fuck you’re so hot that was amazing.”

Pulling you up back on to his lap, he doesn’t wait for you to wipe your mouth before placing his own, on top in a sloppy kiss. He’s licking around your mouth and you can’t help but moan at the feel of him. In a haste, he’s pulling off his shirt and your eyes almost pop out of your head despite knowing to some degree about what you would see. You knew he was pretty built from the various photos posted on the university social media since you never went to the games. The muscles that bulged out from his football jersey were quite good looking in itself but seeing them up close – you could maybe understand why the girls went crazy for him despite his lack of sexual experience.

While you were busy drooling, Jungkook has already caught you eyeing him shamelessly with the way he was smirking and biting his lip. “Just going to look or do-”

“Shut the hell up.” Your scoff only makes him giggle like a teenage boy making a ‘that’s what she said’ joke.

“You want to kiss me. You want to hug me.” Is he serious?

You pull back slightly from his mouth that’s singing out the ridiculous song from Miss Congeniality.

“Are you seriously quoting Sandra bullock right now?” He scoffs right back at you while pulling up your short little dress as his glassy eyes continue to eat you up.

“Of course. She’s awesome and don’t change the subject. Fuck…” Thank god he’s stopped with the movie talk – although you agree wholeheartedly about Sandra – and the way he’s looking down at your snug silk black lingerie, hugging every curve and accentuating the right parts – the confidence boost is much appreciated.

“Okay so, how much do I need to guide you through?” Your eyebrows are furrowing when his expression stays vacant like he has nothing to say, worrying you profoundly. Did he know anything? Oh god. You were not ready for this arrangement. “Do you know… where the clit is?”

Jungkook is finally moving his facial muscles but only to roll his eyes at you and scoff before he’s flipping you over so you were the one underneath him. “I’m inexperienced y/n, not an idiot.”

“Debatable.” The murmur doesn’t go unnoticed when he’s sliding downwards like he’s about to sit at your feet or something.

“What was that?”

“I said that’s deba- Oh shit!” Oh shit indeed. Any braincells you had left to comprehend speech were now focused on making you feel every lash of Jungkook’s surprisingly skilful tongue that was lashing at your sodden black panties – outlining every fold through them with the hot, wet pad of his tongue. Doesn’t help when he’s chuckling while his face is buried in your pussy making your skin absorb all the vibrations from his dirty mouth.

His hands pull one of your thighs over his shoulder so he could tilt his head further to reach every nook and cranny that will bring tears to your eyes. He licks up a stripe to your aching clit with the flat of his tongue before gently sucking it in his mouth. Then he speaks.

“Did I find it or I need to try again?” The vibrations from his mouth – and his hot breath – go straight to the bundle of nerves in his mouth as embarrassingly loud moans leave yours.

“Sh-Shut up and focus. You owe m-me an orgasm.” The words transition into a whine the longer you talk. It’s impossible to talk at all, really. The material of your panties is stuck to you obscenely and you want to cry with relief when he finally pulls them to the side.

“J-Just take them off Jungkook. Hurry up.” The brat just chuckles like he’s watching a sitcom.

“Seems like you’re the virgin here.”

“So you admit you haven’t had sex at all?”

“What? No! that’s not what I meant.” He’s pouting therefore his mouth has stopped and you can finally take a breather and not embarrass yourself.

“Mhmm. Sure little guy.” Your chuckle has most likely provoked him but instead of being happy that he’s definitely enthusiastic about eating you out – you’re a little scared that he might even just kill you with his mouth with the way his eyes stared back at you.

He’s lowering his mouth once again until his lips gently hug your nether ones. He’s so calm about his movements that you have to hold your breath to not give away how much it’s shaking. He shakes his head slowly as if to snuggly fit his lips in a seal around your entrance. And then – his tongue is spearing in and out of your pussy as deep as the stiffened muscle can get.

Your head is falling back with the shock of how pleasurable the sensation of his tongue inside your pussy is since you’ve never had someone so thoroughly taste you like this before. Most guys only ever just focused on your clit while Jungkook was moaning around your pussy like he was having the most desired delicacy in the world. His pace is increasing gradually while your noises are not. You are not far from screaming your head off when a particular thrust of his devilish tongue reaches deep enough for your eyes to roll back in your head.

“J-Jungkook, oh-” you hiccup, “god.”

“Mm. Your pussy tastes so good. I could eat you all night.” He’s taking a breath each time he talk – slick covering his lips and chin as he takes small sucks of your clit keeping you constantly stimulated but never enough to make you cum – yet.

“You like my tongue babe? Hm? You’re so warm and soft and tight it’s hard for me to fuck your pussy open.” He’s growling out his words like earlier and you think you might just cum from his words.

“But that’s what my fingers are for, hm? To fuck you nice and open for my cock. That’s it.” He’s cooing like you’re the one who needs coaching through their first orgasm. But it might as well be true because the way you feel right now is unlike any other time you’ve cum. Your insides are wound tighter than ever and you physically feel like you’re going to start sobbing any second from the intensity of your climax.

A sob finally breaks free when Jungkook shoves his middle finger in you as his mouth moves up to your clit. He doesn’t bother setting a gradual pace like he had with his tongue – instead he shoves another one inside. “Fuck. You’re so tight. I’m not even sure I’m going to fit inside babe.”

If you could form any form of speech in any language right now you would tell him off for giving himself too much credit. He can’t be that big.

“I’m s-so c-close. Jungkook p-please.” Your hands are balled in to fists in his sheets while your legs twitch with the force it’s taking for you to not close them. Also helps that Jungkook is holding your thighs open from smashing closed on his skull and possibly cracking it. You might consider doing that later after you’ve came.

Speaking of – you do exactly that when Jungkook’s lips form a seal around your clit once again and suck in tandem with his fingers that scissor in and out of your pulsing cunt. Wet sounds have filled the room for quite some time but you can’t hear anything but a white noise as an almost violent wave of your orgasm rushes through you. You don’t remember how long it goes on for but it feels like forever. And when you finally come to again you have to push your hands against his head to make him stop licking at you since your legs have probably expired now.

“Knew you were a screamer.”

“What?” You’re still panting – pathetic. Jungkook is wearing a shit eating grin as he lets your underwear snap back in place making you cringe from the friction of the fabric overstimulating you.

“And a gusher. Holy shit.” All the blood has rushed to your cheeks – you can feel it from how hot your face feels right now and you know it’s not from just having come harder than you ever have.

“Shut up oh my god.”

[youngmistressofchopchop]

Come Again?

Yet another boring evening. My classes are boring, my instructors are boring, my mornings are boring. All I seem to live for these days is the time I spend with my closest undead friend, Deka. Even when studying for exams or simply just reviewing material, Deka is right beside me.

The harsh nagging whisper of depression had been desperately nipping at my thoughts for weeks now. It was nearing the end of the semester and I wasn't sure what that means for Deka and I. Him and I have been doing almost nothing but spending time together since the first day he rescued me from the barge of people that nearly trampled me.

Two nerve racking issues arise from the inevitable end of the semester. Firstly, I have to muster up the courage to admit my feelings to the skeleton ive come to know. While secondly, Deka and I need to discuss how we will communicate and continue to connect over the coming summer. There is no way him and I can simply text or call. Not only because Deka can't operate a phone, but im not certain there is a phone plan in the real world or the human workd that covers calls over that long of a distance. Visiting could be difficult if not impossible. The thought frustrates me so I push it aside, deciding to tackle the simpler problem first.

I knew that confessing my feelings to Deka was going to be unbearably difficult, but I have to tell Deka. My mother warned me not to fall in love with a monster like her mother and her sister did, but when I think of Deka I cant help but question what is so dangerous about monsters. I have met so many this year and befriended a few, not to mention my admiration of Deka that has blossomed. How could any monster..how could Deka, possibly be harmful? A sudden memory of his fuchsia hued eyes flashes into my mind making me blush and smile. I hide my burning face behind my binder quickening my pace. No, Deka wouldn't do anything to harm anyone, especially me.

If Deka doesn't feel the same he surely wouldn't be hateful. He wouldn't laugh or turn me away scornfully. This is Deka we are referring to! Before I can worry myself any further, Im met by his door. I reach up and turn the knob, locked. A slow panic bubbles up within my chest. He never locks his door! Thoughts race as my mind unearths the most heartwrenching possibilities. Did someone find his book? Did someone take to punish him for thinking so freely? Or, to quote Deka himself; has someone found him not profitable?

My eyes burn with anger. Perhaps its the anxiety of telling him my feelings that caused me to be so quick to panic, but the simple threat of these things being very real possibilities anger me to my core. How could anyone think his life is unworthy sinply because he is a Created and not a Born creature! I care about him! Why can't they see?? Why cant they care about him as well?? As Im surely hyperventilating, I barley notice the small gentle tap on my shoulder. I had been so lost in my own fears that I almost missed it. I turn around and am met with blue glowing orbs of concern. Its Deka, he's radiating the feeling of worry.

"Deka! I-Im sorry. I didnt realize you were still in class.." embarrassment washes over me.

He motions to my eyes, running his fingers down his cheek bones to mime tears to ask me why I am crying. I feel my face, its hot and damp. I had no clue I had been this upset.

"Oh! I was...I..." my face contorts into a tight child like frown as I try to hold it all in. I fail miserably as I burst into tears. I explaining my anxieties to Deka. Im sure he was having a hard time understanding as I was balling.

Deka simply stood infront of me holding my hands in his boney ones. His eyes were blue and I could feel his compassion. After a long episode of my rambling, Deka releases my hands, pulling his notepad and pencil from his cloths. With skill derived from repetition, he begins to scrawl on the page in his messy hand writing.

"You really should think more rationally. Im fine, please worry about yourself, dear." His eyes are still a baby blue. My cheeks warm up as I reread the word darling. Thats new. He's clearly worried about me, I begin to feel silly. I cant help but smile a bit, the small smile turns into laughter. How silly this all is.

"Ive been so anxious about telling you how I feel, that I must've become overly paranoid!" Deka's eyes burn fuchsia as he quickly and more clumsily than usual, writes down on a second page.

"Come again?" He points to the paper tapping it for emphasis.

Now its my turn to glow pink. The heat in my cheeks causes me to cover them with my hands. I look down nervously before speaking out abruptly.

"I think of you alot...I think I like you alot, alot more than just a friend."

For the first time since ive know him, the black caverns that make up his eye sockets are completely filled with color. So much so that his entire skull seems to illuminate his embarrassed pink hue. I giggle, he really is just so adorable at times.

Instead of writing in his note pad, he throws everything aside and takes my hand. Im suddenly pulled into Deka's embrace. He swiftly takes me to a hug using his whole body to envelop me entirely. He holds onto me firmly almost as if he thought letting me go, would cause me to disappear. Despite his lack of body heat I can sense his love and care as he holds me ose to him. The precious moment ends when Deka steps back his skull still a vibrant pin. He moves aside to retrieve his note pad.

"I feel the same way." A simple five word sentence that carries enormous meaning.

My chest relaxes as I let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness that's over with. Seeing my body relax, Deka's eyes turn green and his bones rattle. Laughter, how cheeky. I replace Deka's fresh green hue with the lovely pink one with a simple kiss on the skull. Now I laugh as the skeleton wags his finger at me while covering his face with his off hand. Together we enter his room to continue the studying we had previously planned, and I forget completely about the end of the semester.

[ssironstrange]

Hawks of Nephthys pt. 3

I thought this was going to be the final part but i was wrong lmao sorry there will be one more after this.

(read part 2)

tagging: @im-trying-to-be-oky

     “There’s going to be a small ceremony held for the technique Christine and I came up with,” Stephen licked his lips, actually nervous for the first time in years. “I’d like you to come… as my date.”

     Tony waved a hand and the holographic screens were pushed away. It was obvious he was trying not to smile.

     “Are you sure? What happened to being afraid of it tarnishing your reputation?”

     “I don’t need reputation. My work speaks for itself. Besides, it’s no skin off my back if someone would rather have less capable hands operate on them just because I’m dating a man.”

     Tony rolled his chair away from the desk, stood and walked around it to meet Stephen where he stood fidgeting with the cuffs of his sleeves.

     “Well it’s about damn time. I hate keeping secrets, you know.”

     “I know,” Stephen smiled with soft fondness. “And please—leave the armor here.”

     “Party pooper.”

     “Another time.”

     “Fine. I’m holding you to that. You’re gonna have a date with Iron Man one of these days. At that nice Italian place we like. Full armor. Might not even take the mask off.”

     Stephen couldn’t roll his eyes hard enough, yet he laughed anyway.

     Stephen opened a portal right beside where Steve stood in one of the compound’s many conference rooms.

     No one seemed particularly surprised.

     Except for Peter Quill who was still live on their view screen and apparently scrambled to get Gamora’s attention about it.

     “You found his ship? Him?”

     “We believe so. Picked up an old signal on the frequencies common to Earth.” Gamora responded, her tone carefully guarded. “Doctor, if it is him, the chances that he is still alive—”

     “Are infinitesimal, I know.”

     Silence and tension fell upon them like an itchy woolen blanket.

     Nebula broke through the quiet after a few long minutes.

     “We’re here.”

     None of them, not even Drax who rarely sported emotion, could keep their expressions impassive. One by one their faces fell.

     They didn’t have to say it.

     It was his ship.

     Stephen was gone from the compound and aboard the Benatar within seconds.

     Tony Stark limped out of a C-17 with his arm in a sling and Rhodes delicately supporting his every move. Somehow, Tony still managed to stand tall and confident. He was too thin, his hair was too long, he needed to shave, and needed to sleep for about two weeks straight.

     But he was alive.

     At his side, Pepper squeezed his hand while holding back tears as Tony approached the two of them on the runway. He took a look around at the Air Force personnel, sniffed, then let his attention fall to Pepper.

     “Your eyes are red. Few tears for your long lost boss?”

     “Tears of joy,” She said through a bright smile. “I hate job hunting.”

     “Yeah, well,” Tired eyes landed on Stephen and his throat bobbed with a hard swallow. “Vacation’s over.”

     With his good hand, Tony grabbed Stephen’s as he walked past and towards the car and held it like he’d never let it go again.

     The docking clamps attached with a dull thud.

     “Stephen, the ship is dead. Not even the backup life support systems are active. Are you sure about this?” Gamora laid a hand on his arm. Her concern was touching.

     “I am,” He patted her hand, his own trembling more than usual. “I need to know.”

     Rocket chimed in. “Knowin’ is one thing, doc. You don’t gotta go and hurt yourself like that.”

     “I am Groot.”

     “See?”

     Despite the circumstances, Stephen let a fragile smile through. “I appreciate the concern, and I don’t expect any of you to understand. But this is something I have to do.”

     Magic cloaked his body in safety against the harsh elements of the dead ship.

     Stephen walked through the short terminal, opened the hatch door with a single gesture, and stepped inside.

     Too focused on the patient file that promised to bolster an already impressive record, Stephen didn’t see the tail light until it was too late.

     The car spun off the edge of the cliff, rolled and flipped multiple times on the way down, and landed nose down in chilly waters.

     Stephen opened one eye that wasn’t swollen shut fourteen hours later to Christine and Tony talking quietly and his hands in fixators.

     The deep and painful inhale and the spike in his heart rate alerted them to his consciousness. Tony’s eyes were red with heavy bags beneath them, and Christine could barely look at him.

     “What… did they do?” He croaked out, throat dry and lips swollen.

     “Take it easy, baby,” Tony placed a gentle hand on his thigh and fresh tears threatened to fall.

     “It—it took Tony a while to find you…” Christine’s voice shook.

    “What did they do?” His snarl was weak, but still enough to make both of them wince.

     Neither of them could look at him while Christine donned her best professional tone.

     “Eleven stainless steel pins in the bones, multiple torn ligaments, severe nerve damage in both hands.”

     “Oh, God…”

     “Stephen, honey, you were on the table for eleven hours. No one could have done better.”

     He swallowed the sandpaper in his throat and turned his head as much as he could to look directly at Tony.

     “I could have done better.”

     It was the truth and they all knew it.

     Christine excused herself and Tony squeezed his thigh tenderly.

     “Baby, I promise I’ll find a way to fix this.”

     Stephen drained every penny to his name on experimental treatments, more surgeries, and multiple therapies. Tony devoted his entire R&D department to it.

     Neither of them were successful.

     Neither of them stopped trying.

     No atmosphere control.

     No artificial gravity.

     No temperature regulation.

     There was very little difference between the inside of the ship and the vacuum of space outside. It was eerie and quiet enough that his own heartbeat seemed deafening. A simple spell was cast for a ball of light and it hovered over him as he walked, illuminated the darkness in a soft bluish glow. Anything that hadn’t been strapped down floated motionless until he pushed it from his path. Stephen knew there was no use actually searching the ship. There was only one logical place to look.

     Stephen headed for the cockpit.

     Stephen lost count of how many times they had done this now. It seemed inevitable they would attend the same galas, charity events, science and technology conventions, or award ceremonies. He watched Tony grow into his new CEO role under the guidance of Stane, a man who rubbed him in all the wrong ways. Stephen watched him evolve a mask for the media and public and delighted when it was taken off just for him.

    They would disappear to storage closets, bathrooms, and empty offices at first. Eventually, Stephen started going home with him, started staying the night.

     He looked over to Tony’s sleeping face beside him and felt a smile tug at his lips. Manhattan’s night time glow fell upon him through the huge windows of his penthouse suite—one he had been frequenting more often than his actual home in Malibu. He was soft like this, all his burdens and stress and sorrows suspended for a few blessed hours. The tension had long ago drained from his every atom, Stephen more than happy to take and take and take until Tony was spent. His hair was a mess, lips parted slightly for deep and slow breaths, face half smashed into the pillow he hugged, and his neck and shoulders covered in Stephen’s claim. No matter how many times he saw Tony Stark raw and vulnerable like this, it made his stomach flutter and heart forget a beat or two.

     “I think I love you,” Stephen whispered and finally closed his eyes to drift to sleep with a warmth inside his heart.

     Never had silence been so deafening as it was for him then. It was not like other silences which were, rather, lack of one dominant sound yet still enough small noises to fill the void. No, this was a true, total and complete silence. His blood rushed in his ears, his heart beat so loud he was sure the Guardians could hear it on their ship, and his every breath came in like the angry wind before a storm. It was disorientating to hear the basic workings of your own body, and just one of the many reasons Stephen liked to avoid actual space.

     He rounded the doorway, telling himself he was ready while knowing he wasn’t.

     The light from the orb increased, slowly pushing darkness back into the emptiness of space.

     Stephen’s chest tightened, the weight of his sorrow crushing so hard he was almost positive it would collapse into the black hole it felt like. Strapped in one of the pilot’s seats, Tony Stark sat motionless, suspended in time.

     Space was, at least, merciful in death.

     Cold numbness ate Stephen away at his very core. He didn’t even feel himself take reluctant steps closer.

     Tony was pale, his lips and fingertips tinged with blue and eyes shut. His head leaned to the side, pillowed by the chair’s headrest. Too skinny, even with the subtle swell of what little water had been left in his body trying to escape before it froze. He looked so peaceful, Stephen could almost pretend he was simply asleep.

     Almost.

     Cradled beneath his arm was the damaged remains of his helmet; the source of the distress call if he had to guess. Inside, a faint red light glowed on and off. Odd that Tony wouldn’t have shut it down once he knew the inevitable. Carefully, Stephen worked it out of the frozen grip of his would-be husband, his entire self functioning on autopilot to the point he barely knew if he was still in his physical body. A bit of magic was given to the nanite helmet, warming it just enough for its circuitry to function without the risk of failing under such extreme cold. The eyes flickered a few times, stayed on, then projected into the empty space of the cockpit.

[ofscavenging]

ben/rey/kyle chatzy

Rey the darkness was creeping up in her again. though the light had been dominant within her, she’d lately been feeling the aggression overpower the compassion. ben, ravana, snoke, everyone was taking part in her descent. when she entered her suite, she knew ben would be there. but she couldn’t find it within her to be nervous or afraid. just... empty. along with her emptiness came a longing for her old life, of isolation. she was wearing her beige-colored scavenger rags, hair tied up into three buns, and tears staining her cheeks. she looked just as she did when strapped to that interrogation bench on starkiller base. her lightsaber fell harshly to the ground, slipping from her loosened grip, as she slowly closed the door behind her. she stood in the middle of the living room, face streaked with grease from repairing the falcon, and awaited her chastisement.

Ben it seemed as if every conversation ben had with rey lately had become an argument of some sorts, an attempt at a negotiation that went wrong or one of them confronting the other about an issue. they hadn't been peaceful and loving with each other the way they had before the masquerade ball, and it brought a heavy amount of weight to rest on ben's shoulders while he also tried to find it within him to continue progress with the attack on snoke. he still hadn't mentioned it to rey, but sensed that she knew about it, and it only brought another layer of guilt to his tired state of mind. today, however, ravana had informed him that rey had tried to attack her yet again, even after he'd stopped her just days before. he was exhausted at having to play mediator between the two - it took quite a bit out of him. ben sat at his desk, resting his head in his hands when he heard the thud, and he turned around immediately to see her lightsaber on the ground and rey standing there, silent and with a deadpanned expression. he rose slowly, his arms moving to cross over his chest as he frowned. "what did you do today?"

Rey: i’m almost to the dentist so i might take a bit to reply hahahahhaha

Rey: nsnsnwhsjsns*

Ben: no worries good luck!!

Rey: i’m all done yeet

Rey: on my way home

Ben: nICE

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Rey: AY im here

Rey the disappointment was almost tangible in the air as she heard him rise to his feet. she stood there like a criminal who was awaiting a death sentence from a judge. empty eyes were still on the floor, hands loosely to her sides. he spoke to her like a schoolmaster would chide a student. asking her what she did even though it was obvious he already knew. finally, her gaze moved to the side, rather than directly below her, even if her expression did not waver. she couldn't even think to formulate a reply in her mind. rather than responding, she just turned and began slowly sulking towards the spare bedroom, head hanging once again. ignoring him seemed, in her head, better than facing him and dealing with his anger. there was no doubt he was, anyway. she was sure it was as bad as it looked; her purposefully evading him and his question, and instead moving to hide away in her room. it was technically true. she just knew that if he yelled, or reprimanded her in any way, she would not react with the fear or frustration that she usually would. she didn't have the emotional strength for it.

Ben: sorry i had to eat bagel bites and watch more of the film ugh

Rey: LOL i feel

Rey: im still tryin to think of an idea

Rey: apparently its only has to be 5-8 minutes

Ben: oh good hmmm channeling rp stuff works for me sometimes! like expanding on a mini plot or something like that

Rey: tru

Ben ben waited for a moment for her to respond, but when she didn't, he let his arms fall to his sides. his eyebrows furrowed as he watched her sulk away, as if she were a child arriving home from a tedious day of school, and he let out an exasperated sigh. he hated how this had become the new normal for them; speaking to each other as if they were coworkers or even more simply, roommates. hesitantly, ben sat back down at his desk, remaining silent and turning to give her space for a few minutes. he didn't want to bring up yet another conflict, though he knew he had to. the silence and tension in the suite was becoming unbearable, and finally he rose again, following her into the spare bedroom that was barely even touched by either of them. leaning against the doorway, he lifted an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to speak. when she didn't, he gave in. "rey," ben began, his voice stern and monotone, "i'm holding your word above hers. but did you attack ravana? today?"

Rey perching herself on the edge of the bed, rey rested her hands on her thighs and simply stared at the floor again. her eyes took notice of her scraggly boots, which had been worn from years of scavenging on jakku. the wraps that made up her outfit were dirtied, yet familiar. she wondered how it would be to fade back into that life. probably easier. there was no one to let down. she heard him enter the threshold, and her chest clenched slightly in nervousness, but she still didn't move, keeping her gaze down. it was silent for a bit, knowing he was expecting her to speak, but still not bringing herself to. his question struck a nerve in her, yet she was still frozen solid, breathing steadily in and out. a full minute or so passed before she nodded slightly then turned her head away.

Ben he could feel himself growing impatient, but he forced himself to think calmly and rationally, not wanting to lash out at her anymore. he was tired of it, surely she was tired of it, and it clearly wasn't getting them anywhere. so he waited for her response, and when she finally nodded, he let his gaze fall to the ground. he was disappointed, yes, but oddly not surprised. after her reaction the other day, he was sure that the two were bound to collide in one way or another the next time they crossed paths, and inevitably it had happened. he wouldn't have been surprised if ravana had somehow provoked her, but he couldn't be sure. "please," ben spoke desperately, his voice strained and tired now, "please stay away from each other. it will be much easier once you do, i promise - i can't be watching you two constantly and having to act as a mediator! i proposed a solution to this problem and it simply won't work if you keep ending up at each other's throats." he let out yet another sigh, holding back from scolding her any further. "i just want things to be the way they were again, rey. with us, as a team. not at odds every moment of the day."

Rey he sounded just as exhausted as she felt. his voice became firmer, to the point where he shouted, but even still, not a single reaction was seen from rey. nothing, not even a blink. she wanted that too. more than anything. she was just afraid that, with everything going on, it wouldn't be possible to rediscover that bond with him again. would ravana still be in the way? would ben continue formulating plans behind her back? would snoke kill one of them before they could even try to reconnect? it was all too much. for a girl who had nothing her whole life, she had been spoiled. she'd been given everything. a father, a mother, many friends. and a man who loved her immensely. now it was all being ripped away from her in an instant and she had no idea to react to it. which is why she'd just... shut down. finally her eyelids slowly fell shut for a long few seconds before opening again. when they did, tears shone in her eyes. she was not hurt. she was not angry, or sad. she was terrified. terrified of losing him, of never being able to be the same.

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Ben when he'd finally managed to finish his spiel of thoughts, he simply stared at her, waiting for any sort of remark or response from her. but she remained still, and for a moment he wondered if she'd completely tuned out everything he had said, which caused him to become more frustrated. but no, he could tell that she had heard him. and since she seemingly didn't have anything to say back to him, ben groaned in annoyance, half-tempted to walk away and let her be. but he wanted to resolve this. he wouldn't be able to focus on anything else if they didn't. so instead he stepped towards her, kneeling down in front of her seat on the bed and staring up at her. ben noticed her tears, and he let out a breath before speaking. "i'm not going anywhere until you talk to me." his tone was softer, yet still firm. "i'll stay here all night if i have to, i don't care."

Rey rey had been fully expecting him to turn and walk away, to leave her alone and only deepen the crevices in their relationship. it was only fitting that she was wearing her desert garbs again, looking just as she'd appeared when he'd first encountered her. but oh, how they had both changed. infinitely. when he moved to kneel in front of her, though, her breathing quickened slightly, quiet inhales and exhales leaving her parted lips. she could feel him beckoning her to meet his eyes, to give some sort of a response. a million thoughts jumbled in her head, though. how could she explain what was happening? but then she realized she didn't need to. the true way for him to understand her emotions was to feel it himself. her eyes lifted to his, expression weary, then slowly reached for his hand before lifting it to her chest, pressing it right above where her heart was. then she opened up her every emotion to him. now he would feel the resounding fear, the horror that rang through her mind when it came to losing him. he would see it was why she had attacked ravana, why she was so desperate for her to be gone. she wouldn't be apart from him; never.

Ben ben waited patiently this time, hoping she'd finally give him something to work with. but instead she took his hand, and he grew confused when she placed it on her chest until he realized what she was doing. he allowed in her emotions; the worry, the pain, the hurt, everything that showed in her eyes. a shiver ran down his spine as he took them in himself, and he found it hard not to let any tears fall from his own eyes. she was terrified of losing him just as he couldn't bear to lose her. she truly had become his light; without her, there was no doubt that he would slip back into the dark side fully, possibly even laying himself back at snoke's feet as there would be no reason for him to continue pushing forward. she had been the first to believe in him, or so it seemed, and he refused to let her go because of some obstacles in their way. "rey," he spoke her name again, bringing his free hand to cup her cheek. "you could never lose me, okay? i'm not going anywhere...i'll always be here...i l-lo-" the words were slow to come out due to his trembling voice, double the emotions filling him as he looked into her eyes. of course he'd said the words before, but now they held more meaning than ever. "i love you. i won't lose you no matter what."

Rey now he would finally feel all the doubts, all the fears she had been keeping inside her about their relationship. it wasn't that she was pulling away from him; it was that she felt too close to him. to where everything else that was possibly in the way would tear them apart, even little things such as ravana holding his hand or snoke talking down on him. she was sobbing by the time he said her name, nestling her cheek into his hand with a few sniffs. the words, when he'd said them before, had always just felt like filler, something he could blindly promise but not defend. but now... now it felt real. like nothing would be able to penetrate the truth behind them. slowly, she sunk down onto the floor, on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck, staring up into his eyes with love and desperation. "i-i love you too..." she cried, finally speaking at last. it was the only thing in her mind that was making sense. her small body trembled in his arms. it was obvious then how much she loved him, and how it was truly scaring her to feel so deeply for another. that whenever he left the house, whenever he spoke to others, whenever he did anything besides be with her... she had to fear for his disappearance. "p-please don't let her... don't let her..." she cried, unable to finish her sentence. but he would know what she meant.

Ben when she moved into his lap finally, he cradled her close, moving his hand to stroke the back of her head gently. as he felt the familiar three buns she'd had when he'd first seen her, a small smile formed on his lips. he'd been intrigued by her, completely fascinated from the beginning, but it had developed into so much more. never that day had he thought they would be here, now, like this. hearing her voice as soon as her eyes met his caused his smile to grow, a few stray tears leaving his eyes as he leaned his forehead against hers. she was the only one he could cry in front of; he refused to allow it with anyone else. when she began to plead shakily, ben moved a hand to her chin, holding her face steady. "i won't," he affirmed, his eyes locked on hers with strong determination. "no one will. no one. it's just you and me."

Rey just the two of them. the sound of that was like music to her ears. she sobbed again and nodded her head, eyes falling shut. but now the tears were not sad, or fearful. they were joyous. relieved. she reached up to stroke away his own with her thumbs then leaned up and kissed him passionately, arms wrapping around his neck again. it was selfish to still want more, to need more. he was already promising her his everything, vowing he would never leave. yet she felt envious as she pictured the couples she saw in the palace plaza. the husband and wife with small children, who looked overwhelmingly happy all together. she wanted that. for both of them. but he didn't. maybe never. however... it didn't pull her away from him in any way. whatever he wanted... she would accept. finally pulling away, she sniffed and readjusted herself on his lap then brought his hands down and removed his gloves gently, her hands shaking. there was nothing else that compared to feeling his bare touch. once his hands were freed, she played with his fingers for a moment then brought them to her lips, eyes meeting his again as she smiled lovingly against his hand.

Ben ben kissed her back with equal fervor, overjoyed and relieved that it wasn't out of boiling tensions or frustrations, but pure love instead. when had they last truly been like this? it seemed like not since that day after the doctor, when they'd vowed to stand by each other no matter what happened. but now they could finally move past all of the troubles that they'd been faced with lately and focus on everything together. that reminded him - the plans. he didn't want to risk upsetting rey any further, so he would tell her about the plans - he would include her even if she protested. but he didn't want her to be uninformed and in the dark. allowing her to remove his gloves, a soft smile formed as she kissed his fingers, which rubbed her bottom lip gently. ben wanted to ease her into the details, and he could tell that she'd had a long, stressful day. "why don't i draw you a bath?" he suggested, tilting his head slightly as he leveled his gaze with her. "i'm sure you'll feel good once you're all cleaned up."

Rey when his fingers stroked over her full bottom lip, rey gently bit down on the tip of one, smiling yet again then finally releasing it to take his hands in hers again. his suggestion was new, but definitely not unwelcome. plus, she knew she needed one badly; after a long day of working on the falcon in the heat, she had gotten somewhat dirty from it. not to mention the grease stains that still lined her cheeks and forehead. "okay..." she whispered, blushing and smiling shyly as he tilted his head to level his gaze with her. she loved when he did that, lowering his larger stature down to capture her attention further. she nodded in agreement, knowing she would, then wrapped her legs around him, keeping her arms linked around his neck. a clear sign that she wanted him to carry her. her head nestled on his shoulder, and she kept her eyes locked on his, a small smile tugging at her lips as her final tears dried on her cheeks. he was perfect. everything he was, everything he would be... she would never stop loving him until the day she died.

Ben at her agreement, ben felt her wrap herself around him even tighter, and he let out a soft chuckle. he knew she didn't want to get up on her own, and as usual he didn't mind carrying her. wrapping his arms underneath her legs, he lifted her easily, rising to stand up himself as he led them both into the master bathroom. neither of them had had much time for baths, usually opting for a quick shower instead, but the suite had provided them with a deluxe jacuzzi bathtub that could finally get put to use. he set her down gently on the edge of the tub, reaching towards the faucet and beginning to draw the warm water. carefully, he helped her remove the rags from her arms, unwrapping them as his eyes darted to hers again. "no more bandage?" he questioned, noticing that it had been removed. "all healed up?" ben examined her arm carefully, relieved to see that the small wound had been healing quite well.

Rey it felt so natural, so soothing to be held by him like this. it was like their bodies were sculpted to fit perfectly against one another's, even in this positioning. she was sad when he finally had to set her down, but she opted to keep one of his hands to hold onto with both of hers, letting him use one to draw the water. she'd never had a proper bath before, and she knew it would feel good. she allowed him to unwrap her arms with the bandages she'd used for years on jakku, to protect herself from the sun, smiling softly at how cautious and gentle he was being. his question made her tilt her head in confusion, but she looked down at her arm, realizing what he was referring to. "yeah," she whispered, nodding and smiling again as she met his eyes. she turned her arm so he could see that the stitches were removed, and only a small scar remained. there was still the issue of the bruises lining her chest and neck, from phasma's attack, but she assumed he would recall the situation once he saw them. but it only made her remember more, and guilt hit her hard as she looked up at him. "ben, i have to tell you something else..." she admitted, sighing slightly. "i... attacked phasma again too... earlier today... i just felt..." she shook her head and closed her eyes, ducking her head down shamefully. now she was fully expecting reprimanding, and wouldn't be mad if he had to get firm.

Ben "i'm glad," he spoke softly in response, setting the rags in a pile before preparing to remove her boots. before he did, he noticed the small scar she was referring to, and remembered how much worse it had seemed when the procedure had taken place. "wow, the doctors on this planet are really on top of things," he commented, pulling the boots off of her feet and setting them next to the arm rags. but hearing her words again made the familiar anxious feeling return, and ben met her gaze again, his eyes filling with concern. hearing her admit that she'd attacked phasma struck him by surprise, as he hadn't even been aware that the two had officially crossed paths. "rey...ravana i can understand because of circumstances, but...why phasma? if she's threatened you, i'll speak with her as well, just..." suddenly his eyes moved to her chest, her lower neckline revealing a few bruises that he'd previously assumed were from ravana. "did she...?" he questioned worriedly, moving to run a finger along her skin carefully. they were healing, but still visible. "kriff, rey...the next time you find yourself in a situation like that, summon me. i'll take care of it. just...don't try to fight them on your own." ben sighed again, wishing there wasn't such harsh relations between his comrades and the woman he loved. but until tensions with the government were improved, it was unlikely that the two would get along anytime soon. "just...please, don't do it again. i don't want you getting hurt any more."

Rey her eyes had been locked on his hands as they gently eased her boots off of her feet, but they drifted cautiously back up to his after she had made her confession. he wasn't happy, she could already tell. but he had every right to be upset. she knew she had done him wrong, even if her emotions hadn't exactly been balanced at the time. the guilt still hit her heavily. "...she... she didn't, but she..." she trailed off with a small sigh, closing her eyes in relaxation as his finger ran along her upper chest, where the tops of the bruises peeked out. rey frowned slightly as he told her to call for him instead next time. she had wanted to prove to phasma and ravana that she could hold her own against them, that she didn't need to have ben fight for her. "i'm sorry..." she whispered gently, feeling horrible for worrying him so much. she knew that if he came home with bruises like these, she would hunt down his attacker without a second thought; it must be torturous for him to go through this. but something poked at the back of her mind that she just couldn't ignore. "but ben..." she added, sitting up straighter so he could undo her belt and dress wrap next. she looked hesitantly into his gentle eyes, dark like his hair. "i fought phasma because... because she told me something i didn't want to believe... b-but now i'm terrified it's true..." she bit her lip nervously and finally asked. "are you and general hux planning without me...? with her...?"

Ben he glanced up at her when she apologized, his eyes still sad, but they assured her gently that she was forgiven. he would always forgive her, no matter what. and he made a mental note to speak to phasma about the incident, as he knew the captain could be quite aggressive when she sensed an enemy. but rey wasn't an enemy. when she sat up, ben moved his hands to work at her belt, but his actions slowed as her eyes met his yet again. the words that followed brought back the familiar feeling of guilt - so she had heard. he'd hoped to be able to tell her before she could bring it up, but now, he had no choice. glancing back to her belt as he released a defeated sigh, ben nodded slowly, finally managing to remove the leather from her waist. "i've been meaning to fill you in, rey, i promise you...originally, it was intended to be kept secret. we were aware that you didn't want me involved in any way, and phasma - she was the only one of us who wasn't under direct suspicion from snoke. so we figured she could be possibly be used as a pawn, a spy in some sorts to gain information from him." setting the belt with the growing pile of garments, ben lifted his eyes again, hoping that rey would not become too upset. "but now that i've told you, yes, i would like to have you involved...that is, if you would still prefer to be. i just want to keep you safe...in one way or another."

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Rey when he nodded, she felt a pain run through her, but she didn't pull away from him, didn't get frustrated with him. instead... she listened. she knew he had to have good reasoning for doing so. phasma had claimed it was because they didn't want her to be a part of it. the plans to take down snoke as well as the new order that would rise after his defeat. she didn't know how to react exactly, until he told her he wanted her to be a part of it. her eyes filled with guilt and adoration at the same time, hands sliding up his arms to cradle his cheeks. after a moment, she leaned down and kissed him softly, pushing some of his hair out of his face as she did so. when she pulled away, she rested her forehead against his and kept her eyes closed. "i want to help... w-we can protect each other... you need me, you know you do..." she whispered. when she opened her eyes, her gaze landed on her outfit, her ragged clothes from when she was a scavenger. this was who she truly was. she bit her lip lightly. "maybe she's right... maybe there is no place for me in the new order... whatever it will be..."

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Ben he had expected her to question him further, asking why he didn't tell her from the beginning, but he was pleasantly surprised when she took his face in her hands and kissed him instead. his eyes fluttered open slightly as she remained close, speaking to him intimately as if they were not the only two in the room, but it only made them feel closer. her words caused a small smirk to form on his lips - he wasn't one to typically admit that he needed anyone, but he knew it was true. he did need her, in more ways than one, and he didn't mind admitting that to her. "i do," he agreed, leaning forward to peck her lips again. "we don't have an actual plan completely put together just yet, but we're working on it. it's coming along." ben leaned back slowly, reaching to turn off the water as the tub had fully filled up. he helped her with the rest of her clothing, listening as she spoke before frowning. as much as he wanted her to be involved if she wanted to, part of him didn't want her to have to deal with all of the stress and turmoil that came with politics, specifically rebuilding the government after everything that had already gone wrong. "we'll figure it out when the time comes, don't worry about that yet," he assured her, though if their plan worked, he knew they'd be dealing with it sooner than later. "don't worry about any of it just yet. just relax, put your mind at ease for now."

Rey: i’m in class but i’ll reply soon !!!!

Ben: ok no worries!

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Rey rey closed her eyes and nodded slightly, shoulders relaxing. he was right; there was no point in worrying about the future just yet. right now they had to focus on killing snoke; that was the most important thing. “you’re right...” she whispered, finally opening her eyes again and giving him a tired smile. she let him remove her undergarments, the last parts of her outfit to be taken off, then slowly rose to her feet. as she used his help to step into the tub, she told him, “by the way, i visited a doctor. kind of. he helped me with my bruises.” she omitted the part about accidentally kissing him, thinking he was ben; she still felt horrible for it, and it would just be better if he didn’t know. “i’m going to go see him again soon.”

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Rey: OMG OK S O

Rey: RAVANA JUST STABBED REY W HER LIGHTSABER SO

Rey: we can say she’s been hiding it with her hair or something omg ?

Ben: yIKES uh oh

Ben: but yeah should i have him notice it now??

Rey: yeah go for it !!

Ben: ok i have to finish something up but i'll be back to reply soon!

Rey: totally fine i’m driving home rn

Rey: btw you can just say that she’s been kind of acting weird like trying to keep her hair curtained over her shoulder or wincing bc she stretched it too much or smth

Rey: say whatever u want that she’s doing to make him realize

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Ben: ok perf

Ben ben was glad that she agreed with him; it felt wonderful to be speaking with her calmly and rationally again, not arguing so much as they'd done over the past couple of days. he set the rest of her clothing in the pile next to the tub and held her arm gently as she stepped into the water, watching her carefully. the many bruises on her body made him concerned, but despite that, she was still so beautiful. "a doctor?" he repeated, though his eyebrows furrowed when she mentioned "he". why had she gone to a male doctor? why didn't she just go back to the woman who had helped them with the birth control procedure? ben felt himself tense up a bit, not wanting to come across as upset, but still feeling wary about the situation. "what else does he have to do? is there a medicine or something he can give you?" he was feeling extra protective over rey, and didn't like someone else stepping in to do his job for him. "i'll come with you, then, if you insist on going back."

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Ben: i just realized he didnt notice it yet rip

Ben: i'll put it in the next reply lol

Rey: LMAO its ok

Rey: ya thats perf

Rey "mhmm," rey replied casually as ben repeated her words, not catching the slight annoyance in them. she flinched slightly when he grabbed her arm, still keeping her hair over the wound, then slowly sat down in the water, sinking in with a soft sigh. hot water never bothered her; it could be on the highest setting, and she would find it comfortable. she supposed it came from years of scorching temperatures on jakku. she looked up at him again when he asked his questions, readjusting her hair to cover the lightsaber wound once more. she stopped when he asked what else he had to do, looking down at the water. she couldn't tell him the truth; not yet. "i don't know. he didn't say," she replied, looking up again. she smiled gently and shook her head. "ben, you don't have to. it'll be boring for you. don't worry, he's really nice. and when he checked my chest, he was very gentle."

Ben as she brushed it off, ben shook his head quickly. "no, it's fine. i insist," he responded, though her final words caused a wave of frustration to wash over him. "he checked your chest?" ben repeated again, his expression fading to a frown. he didn't like the idea of another man examining rey's chest; it made him extremely uncomfortable. "where else did he touch you?" ben demanded, aware that his voice was becoming sharp now. noticing rey wince at his tone, his eyes moved towards her neck, which was mostly covered by her hair falling from her buns. he noticed a fresh red mark, and suddenly dropped his intense demeanor, instead becoming concerned again. "what's that from?" he asked quietly, not recognizing the new wound. "that wasn't there before..."

Rey: o h my fuck i forgot her hair was in the buns thank u for saving it

Ben: LOL i figured they were just like falling out or something

Rey "yeah," rey replied easily, furrowing her eyebrows at his reaction. but then she realized why, that his jealousy was coming in swiftly, and she shook her head. "ben, it was to make sure my ribs weren't broken. it was completely professional," she promised, placing her hand over his. she decided to answer whatever question he had, wanting him to feel more reassured now. "he had to feel my back, i think to check my breathing. and i showed him the bruises on my neck. he'd pet my hair whenever i did something that hurt. it was nice." she smiled softly, to herself now, and grabbed the washing sponge as well as one of the bath gels. scented like the forest; her favorite. but his words made her freeze, and she realized that when she'd turned, her hair had moved. the lowest of the three buns had fallen out, luckily blocking the wound and becoming her new shield for it, but now, with it aside, he could see it easier. she pushed it over the wound again and shook her head. "it's fine. it's nothing," she answered quickly, lathering the sponge up with the gel and biting her lip.

Rey: i love jealous ben

Rey: the Best ben

Ben: he gets jealous at anything tbh he's so petty

Ben ben remained silent at her explanation, still not fully convinced. he didn't trust the doctor, considering he didn't even know the man, and he didn't like the idea of rey returning to see him again. wasn't she healing just fine on her own? he could take care of her and that would be all she needed. as she continued, he rolled his eyes briefly, turning away so she wouldn't notice as much. petting her head? why was that even necessary? maybe he could get her doctor switched to a female if he talked to the people at the clinic. when she dismissed the wound quickly, ben leaned closer, examining it better. "it's not nothing, that's new, and it looks painful," he commented, the worry evident in his voice. "what is it from, rey? you didn't have that yesterday. who did that to you? how did it happen?"

Rey "hey," rey murmured gently when she caught him rolling his eyes, gently taking his chin in her hand so she could turn his head back to her. she pushed some hair out of his eyes with a small smile. "it'll be okay. it's really, really low key. he doesn't work at the hospital. i don't think he's technically licensed, so it's okay, it's nothing too serious," she added, attempting to reassure him without realizing that it would only worry him further. she felt selfish for letting him go on stressing about her new wound, so she sighed softly and finally moved her hair out of the way, letting him see it fully. "in the fight... with ravana... just a lightsaber wound," she whispered. thankfully, it had cauterized instantly, so bleeding out hadn't been a concern. however, it hurt pretty bad still. "kyle can fix it up when i see him, it'll be okay."

Ben her reassurance calmed him a bit as he looked into her honest eyes, but still, it wasn't her who he distrusted. it was this other man that he did not know of. her explanation only caused his eyes to widen, and his brows furrowed once again, even more appalled at the idea. "he's not even a real doctor?!" ben exclaimed incredulously, moving out of her grip once again as he threw his hands up in the air. "rey, don't be naive! why would he do that without ulterior motives? why don't you go see a real doctor?" he knew he was being slightly irrational, but he didn't care. if this man was not even a professional, it only made ben trust him less. "i'm going with you next time," he affirmed strictly, not leaving room open for debate. "i want to meet him myself." when he'd calmed down enough to properly analyze her wound, he frowned at her words. so ravana had indeed struck back, which was unsurprising to him, but it still disappointed him. though his attention quickly went back to their previous conversation when she mentioned a name. "kyle?" he repeated yet again, his teeth clenched in annoyance now. "we're going together. it's settled."

Rey "he is, he is a real doctor, but he just doesn't work anywhere or have a license!" rey replied, raising her voice only to try to get his attention, but keeping her tone gentle and attempting to calm him down. she let him move out of her hold, lightly holding onto the edge of the tub as she stared up at him desperately. "he doesn't have ulterior motives, he was just trying to help. he saw i was in pain," she explained swiftly, hoping he would understand at least a little more. "ben, you really, really don't have to, really." she knew it wouldn't go well, and she really wanted to be friends with kyle. she didn't want ben scaring him away. she let him inspect the wound, still refusing to look at it herself. pretending like it wasn't even there. it had helped thus far. "ben..." she sighed, but hesitantly looked up at him again. "do you really want to be there? will you be that unhappy if you don't come?" she placed her hand on his knee, eyes gentle. if he really would be that unhappy, then she would allow him to come. "i'll let you if you'll feel better..."

Ben despite her protests, ben was still skeptical, and it only frustrated him more than rey was defending him so much. she had only just met the doctor, or so he called himself - why was she so keen on seeing him again? the more she assured him that he didn’t need to come along, the more that he felt that he needed to. turning to face her again, his lips were twisted into a frown still, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “you reallydon’t want me to come,” he gathered, his tone slightly offended. with the way she usually was, he assumed she’d be glad when he’d offered to go with her, but her denials only made him more suspicious and anxious. “if it’s not a big deal, then why wouldn’t you want me to come?”

Rey: sorry im here !!

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Rey rey grimaced slightly, terrified of making him more upset. but she wanted to be honest with him. he, at least, deserved that. "i just..." she murmured, already feeling guilty. she tucked her knees tightly to her chest and buried the bottom half of her face in them, sighing silently. keeping her eyes down, she explained quietly. "i'm scared you're gonna make him afraid to be near me... i-i like making new friends, w-with people who don't know all the mistakes i've made... it gives me a chance to start over..." she sounded smaller than she would have liked, but it was sad to say the words. "if you want to come, then i want you to come... it was just nice to have a new friend who knew me for me... not for who i'm seeing or what i've done in the past..."

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Rey: http://ofmonstersywomans.tumblr.com/post...

Rey: omf

Ben: tHATS SO GOOD and PRETTY omg

Rey: when they find out she’s prefnant

Rey: pregnant

Rey: :)))))))

Ben: cryin in the club RN!

Rey: mood

Ben her explanation caused him to relax slightly, his expression of frustration turning to one of concern. of course he didn't mind her having friends; she was quite the social butterfly as he'd come to know, but this particular situation still seemed sketchy. though at the same time he understood what she meant; he knew his personality tended to be a bit intimidating with others, at least when he kept his guard up. he chewed his lower lip silently for a moment, staring at the ground. he still wanted to go with her, but maybe he could attempt to make himself more presentable, less intimidating...just in case this man was actually someone that he'd be able to respect rey spending time with. he looked back at her in defeat, letting out a sigh. "i'll do my best to behave," he assured her, placing his hand over hers again. "i'll...be polite. and i won't scare him off...unless i find that his intentions are not ideal. okay?"

Rey the silence was lengthy, but it reassured rey more than anything. always, he would argue right away if he wasn’t going to give in. but he seemed to really be considering her words, thinking that maybe he could believe in her. his words made her smile softly in appreciation, holding onto one of his hands with both of hers. “okay...” she whispered, nodding swiftly in agreement then leaning up to kiss him gently. once she’d pulled away, she leaned back again in the tub, letting herself relax in the water. then she smiled to herself before pulling at his hand. “join me,” she requested, echoing his words in the throne room of the supremacy, although the context was now entirely different. ruling the galaxy and bathing together were not exactly similar. rey tilted her chin down, giving a small pout of her lip even though she was still smiling. “please...”

Ben he smiled softly at her acceptance, kissing her back gently as he thought of how to act during the encounter. of course he would establish his dominance, but that didn't necessarily have to be an act of aggression. he could be cordial; he'd been that way with amalie, as well as other officials and the doctor at the clinic and the people of naboo who he'd encountered when he was buying things or taking care of business. he just had to treat this the same way. it was no big deal; she'd assured him of that, and he trusted her. ben was shaken from his own thoughts by the tug at his hand, and he snapped back to focus on her again. her request caused him to raise an eyebrow, but he bit his lip again, considering it. he hadn't taken a bath in years, as he rarely had the time or desire for it. but now, the offer seemed hard to refuse. besides, he'd had a stressful day as well; it didseem relaxing. her pout caused him to chuckle, and he nodded. "alright," he agreed, leaning forward to remove his own combat boots. he then stood up briefly, undoing his waist band and lifting his black fitted shirt over his head. his eyes caught sight of his reflection in the mirror, and he paused, analyzing the scar that streamed down across his chest. for the longest time it had being a painful reminder of his failure, but now, with the circumstances so different, he was almost proud of it.

Rey giggling giddily when he finally agreed, rey set the sponge aside for now, watching him as he undressed with nothing but admiration and doting in her eyes. wow, how she loved him. her smile faded into a confused look when he stopped to look in the mirror, and her gaze landed on where he was looking. guilt hit her like a speeder. she had been the cause of that. she had wanted him dead. at first she grimaced, assuming he would get mad at the sight of it, but his expression, and the emotions she gathered through their bond, told her otherwise. it wasn’t shame or anger or betrayal. it was pride. “...you’re so perfect...” she whispered in awe, unable to help herself. everything from his physique to his gentleness to his bravery... she was obsessed with every part of him. smiling lovingly, her hand reached up to gently take his again, bringing it to her lips and trailing kisses over his fingers. “i love you with all m heart...” she pressed one final kiss to his palm, then released it so he could finish undressing. she only hoped he knew how incredible he truly was in her eyes.

Ben rey's words shook him from his thoughts again, and as he processed what she'd said, he felt his cheeks flush, his glance turning downward to the ground once again. but again an almost bashful smile appeared on his lips, and he looked back at her, waving his hand to brush off her comment. "i'm not," he disregarded, as he'd never been able to think of himself that way. he still had pieces of himself that he hated, parts that he tried his hardest to suppress, but it was difficult. however, somehow, knowing that she thought so highly of him warmed his heart and made him a bit more confident in himself. truly confident, not just the false guard he put up as kylo ren. his smile grew as she kissed his hand, and he chuckled again, looking at her lovingly. "you're the perfect one...you're amazing," he breathed, brushing across her jaw with his finger softly before she released his hand. when she did, he set his own garments in a pile, undoing his pants and removing them along with his undergarments. he felt another blush appear on his cheeks before he stepped into the tub, the water warming his body immediately as he sat on the opposite end to face her. "wow, this is nice," he commented, letting himself sink in deeper.

Rey “are you really still blushing when you’re undressed around me?” rey teased, accent somewhat thicker as she attempted not to laugh. but she giggled and watched as he moved into the tub, furrowing her eyebrows as he sat down across from her. after a few seconds of pause, she launched forward and sprawled herself out on top of him, the water lapping around them in waves at her sudden movement. their chests pressed against one another as she closed her eyes, smiling contently to herself. but wait. it could be better. she took his large arms and wrapped them around her own small body, her smile widening once she felt his embrace. “better...” she sighed out, pressing her lips to his upper chest where her head lay. but soon after she tilted her chin up to rest it where she had just kissed, staring up into his eyes. “i love you... i love you so much...” she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear, as if it was some big secret. but he knew more than well enough by now. after staring into his eyes for a few more moments, she bit her lip, telling him something that had been on her mind more and more as of late. “ben...” she breathed out, waiting a few moments before continuing. “i wanna marry you...”

Ben at her sudden moment, ben let out a chuckle, adjusting himself as she shifted on top of him. he felt the familiar mixture of comfort and arousal that came from being this close to her, and it felt natural, good. there was nothing compared to it. he cradled her as soon as she moved his arms around her, allowing his own eyes to flutter shut briefly as he savored the moment. no war, no responsibility, just the two of them. together. “i love you too,” ben mumbled, his hand running along the small of her back soothingly. his eyes opened to meet her dreamy gaze, staring back into her eyes as she spoke. her words evoked a slight gulp, and immediately he was reminded of his drunk escapade with hux. fuck. he remembered what they’d discussed, what he’d gotten for her...in the moment he was fully open to the idea, but now that he was sober...was he truly ready? even if he was, she deserved more than a simple agreement. he would need to prepare something special, and he hadn’t expected this conversation. after a moment of thought, a small smile formed on his lips, and he leaned forward to kiss her slowly. “one day,” he whispered against her lips.

Ben: *movement

Rey rey knew her words would catch him off guard, so it didn't bother her at all when he visibly reacted with surprise. there was some other thought in his head, maybe about a recent memory, but she didn't focus on it, instead zeroing in on what he would say to her in this moment. when the smile formed on his lips, she mirrored it on her own face and kissed him back gently. but his words made her frown stubbornly. "why not soon?" she complained in a whisper, a soft whine to her tone. she pulled back enough to look up into his eyes, pouting her lip yet again, but more so this time than she had before. a crease formed between her eyebrows as well. "why not... why not tomorrow or the next day?" she wasn't expecting anything special for her, as she, in her eyes, felt she didn't deserve one. she had never earned lavish things in her life; why should this be any different? "if we're married, you won't have to worry about kyle flirting with me," she offered, raising her eyebrows, even though she couldn't help but smile afterwards. to do it on that sole reason was ridiculous, but she really was just so ready to be eternally his.

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Rey: oh my god i have to make this room premium bc i didnt start logging yet and i didnt get the whole first part fml

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Rey: it is done

Ben: oh no but bLESS I’m glad it was saved!

Ben: just got out of black panther I’m shook

Rey: ISNT IT GREAT

Ben: yES AMXING

Ben: *AMAZING

Rey: IM OBSESSED

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Ben: just got home gotta shower and then i'll be on for a lil bit to reply!

Rey: kk !!!

Rey: https://78.media.tumblr.com/e016ce56426d...

Rey: whY DOES IT LOOK LIK E THEM

Ben: OMG IT DOES

Rey: I HAVE THE POST IM DYIN TO REBLOG I T

Ben: do IT

Ben: their make up sex tbh

Rey: yA

Rey: i did it i had to

Ben: it's v quality omg

Rey: fr tho

Ben he had a feeling she wouldn't be content with such a vague response, as much as he'd hoped she would be. but he still needed to process things. they'd only just made their relationship public a few days ago, and most of the past few days had been spent fighting and arguing. even if things had improved greatly now, he was worried about what would happen in the near future. would they be able to take down snoke successfully? and if they did, what would become of the new first order and the long lasting battle against the resistance? it worried him, even though he knew for certain that he wanted to be with rey through all of it. no matter what. he just wanted the right timing, but he didn't know when that would be. "that's not enough time to plan," ben responded with a light, nervous chuckle, hoping she couldn't see through him. her next comment made his expression fall, and he narrowed his eyes at her. "i shouldn't have to be worried about that either way," he mumbled as a means of caution, though he knew that rey had only been teasing him. allowing the small smirk to return, he lowered his chin to level his gaze with her, his eyes assuring and promising. "when the time is right...maybe the time will be right soon, if we're lucky..." he moved his hands to caress her face, moving her wet hair out of her face as he gave her an encouraging smile.

Rey rey shrugged playfully again, letting her gaze drift aside as she bit her lip lightly. "i don't know... his hands did travel around..." she trailed off, eyes darting back to his. before he could get too mad, she reached behind her and moved his hands to her behind, letting him squeeze or smack or whatever he wanted to do in his jealousy. she still loved that part of him so much. but she softened again with a small sigh, still pouting at his answer. "the time will never be right..." she groaned in complaint, burying her face in his chest for a few moments and tightening her grip on him. although her whining was almost entirely teasing, she still knew her words were true. would they ever find peace? would they ever be able to settle down somewhere, and live as a happy married couple, with children and all? it was what she assumed would happen for them, but... could it? she peeked her head up again, smiling sadly. she took one of his hands and brought his fingers to her mouth, nibbling and playing with them, as she often liked to do. she took his pointer finger and pressed it gently to the small tip of her nose, giggling to herself. "one day soon..." she sighed, playing with his fingers again.

Rey: im legit obsessed w her putting her mouth on his hand tbh like its just fun for her

Ben: it's sO CUTE she's adorable

Ben ben felt his frustration arising again at her words, his light expression fading into a darker one. was she messing with him again or did she mean it? when she moved his hands to her rear, he gripped her cheeks tightly, bringing his nose to brush across hers as he glared into her eyes. "do i have to remind you that you're mine? no one else touches you like i do," he growled, slowly releasing her and letting his hands run over her smooth skin. he could tell that she was trying to get a rise out of him, and to his dismay, it had worked. letting out a quick sigh, he did his best to relax again, his expression softening at her pout. her words were unfortunately true; it was unlikely that there would ever be a perfect time for them to get married, as there would always be so much happening around them no matter what. but ben wanted to make sure he was absolutely in the right head space at the time, not having to worry about other issues and being able to focus solely on her. like right now. he watched as she played with his fingers like a fascinated child, and another soft chuckle escaped him at the sight. he could never fathom what made her so interested in him, but he found it adorable nonetheless. "one day soon. in the meantime..." ben moved his chin down to swoop in to her lips, capturing them slowly with his own as his fingers stroked over her jaw.

Rey her grin widened as he squeezed her rear, and her nose scrunched up once his own was pressing to it. even though he spoke with poison in his tone, she couldn't keep the giggle of admiration from escaping. she relaxed again when his grip loosened, and his hands ran over it. "more, more..." she whispered, bouncing slightly on top of him and leaning up to find his lips again, pecking them playfully. kriff, did she love when he got like that. now that they knew their limits, she had no apprehension about him acting that way; in fact, she craved it. she was in the midst of pressing his finger to her two front teeth now when he leaned down to her, and she released his hand. she gladly let his mouth take place of it, and kissed him back with no hesitance, scooting up his body just slightly. her tongue slipped between his lips after some time, deepening the kiss gradually. eventually, she let out a soft whimper against his lips. "touch me..." she pleaded quietly, her breath already starting to shorten. she didn't care if her shoulder wound was still untreated, or if they weren't planning on the moment turning into this. she wasn't sure if he would oblige or not, but she squirmed slightly and begged once more. "please..."

Ben her whispers and sneaky movements caused a breath to catch in ben's throat, already feeling himself becoming more aroused. he was sure it was becoming obvious to her as well, and of course she only made it more difficult to ignore. as their tongues met through the kiss, he allowed his to roll over her own, sinking deeper into the water as he let her control the moment on top of him. as dominant as he was, he found himself turned on by the moments when she took over as well. her soft request caused him to lift his eyebrows, his eyes half-open as they looked into hers. he hadn't expected this earlier on, but he surely wasn't opposed to it. "is that what you want?" ben asked teasingly, moving his hands slowly up the sides of her waist. starting to move even slower, he dragged them up her abdomen before he finally reached her breasts, and his thumbs stroked over her nipples in a steady, rotating motion. "how am i making you feel?" he whispered against her lips, another smirk forming.

Rey nodding swiftly, rey bit her lip again, letting him adjust her so she was practically sitting up on top of him, her hands planted on his solid chest. she whined impatiently and bounced in the water when he moved at a tantalizingly slow pace, eyes locked on his hands in anxiousness. she leaned down over him again, forearms now resting on his chest, and whimpered when he began rolling her nipples with his thumbs, pressing her core down onto his thigh and rubbing gently for a moment as the arousal only grew inside her. but only made her want him more. "s-so good..." she whispered shakily, her voice still containing that whine to it. she may have been the one on top of him, but he still had a power over her that would never be forfeited. she grinned as she continued biting her lip, eyes falling shut. he was giving her exactly what she wanted, which made her feel slightly more smug and, therefore, rebellious. "reminds me of kyle..." she whispered teasingly, turning her head swiftly to the side after so she could smile proudly to herself, letting her hair hide her reaction from him, although he would probably be able to tell.

Ben his smirk widened at her pleased reaction, moving his hands to massage her breasts when he felt her rubbing against his thigh. he breathed out heavily, his boner now ever-present, though it was difficult for it not to be with the girl he loved lying naked and wet on top of him. however, hearing her mention kyle’s name again in reference to how he was touching her made him scowl. he was fully aware of what she was doing at this point, purposefully riling him up, and it started to bother him. but he could sense that it was all a game in her mind - so he decided to mess with her a bit. “maybe he’s not a bad doctor after all,” ben mumbled nonchalantly, slowing his movements even more before giving her breasts a gentle squeeze. “tender, careful...what more could you ask for?” a daring grin formed on his lips before he lifted her up partially, bringing his lips to wrap around her left nipple and sucking incredibly slowly on the pink bud.

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Rey: omg i had a whole thing written and my chrome just decided to crash im so pissed

Rey what? had he really just said that? snapping her head quickly back to look at him again, rey pulled back slightly to look down at him in shock. there was no way that was how he truly felt; was it? she flinched slightly when he squeezed her breasts, his words leaving her with even more bewilderment. "but- w-" she stuttered, although he moved her up slightly before she could form a coherent thought, hand reaching up to grip onto the back of the tub. her mind flipped between arousal and astonishment at his words. she felt strapped to a table, her usual mechanisms for escape useless against his methods. a groan escaped her as her eyes fell shut, feeling him suck on her breast with the same agonizing pace. she was stubbornly angry that she was not getting her way, that she was not in control, and her jaw set even as she whined again.

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Ben as soon as he caught her stunned expression, ben gave her a dark grin, amused and satisfied that he’d successfully thrown her off. it only further confirmed that she had been messing with him. however, he could sense that she wanted to play a game - so he decided to oblige, in his own way. “right now, i’m your doctor...so be a good girl and relax for me.” with another grin, he moved his lips to her other breast, sucking playfully before circling his tongue around the bud. his hands steadied her before running down her waist and around her thighs, beginning to drum his fingers against them. he knew she liked that. “i’m going to have to examine you thoroughly...tell me, where does it hurt?”

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Ben: sorry that would've been longer but writing on mobile always tricks me tbh

Rey: i feel dw

Rey rey grinned at his words and looked down at him again, tightening her grip on the edge of the tub. she nodded slowly and innocently smiled, a small blush forming on her cheeks. when his mouth connected with her other breast, she gasped softly again, the arousal only peaking in her core more. she whimpered and squirmed more, but let him steady her, taking deep breaths. she felt his hands begin to slide down her body, and her heart began racing in anticipation; he knew how much it electrified her when he moved so slow, given the fact that she was so easily overwhelmed. another gasp and a small jump came as his fingers drummed against her inner thighs, which she pressed together for a few moments. but then she parted her legs more, practically begging in just that action alone for him to touch her. his words made her moan lowly, but without hesitation, she crawled down to press her bare core against where his hands were, craving for them to play with her. her chest pressed to his again. "please, please..." she whispered, bouncing yet again in the tub. the feeling was only getting stronger now, and the slower he took it, the harder it was to get relief.

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Rey: dAmn that timing tho

Ben: LOL i juST noticed

Rey: that was hilarious

Ben: finishing bagel then back to ze smut

Rey: ni ce

Ben: which i swear happens with these two all the times LMAO

Rey: I KNOW i wasnt even planning on having smut happen but fuck it

Ben: sAme LOL but i guess bath smut is something new for them

Rey: tru they gettin kinky

Ben: these two are something else

Rey: AHHHGHBFJNSKDL

Ben roleplay was not something that ben had ever truly considered finding an interest in, but now that he found rey enjoying it, he was starting to enjoy it too. it was something new, and her reactions to his words and slow movements were so good. he could tell that she was growing impatient, as she usually did, but her whimpers and pleas only made him desire to tease her more. finally he moved his mouth to place steady kisses along her chest, over her bruises and down her stomach. when he felt her core rub against his hand eagerly, he pulled it away, giving her a daring smirk. "patience, dear. we'll get to that part of your examination soon enough." he allowed his hands to knead her inner thighs again, moving closer and closer as she parted her legs further. finally he brushed his thumbs over her folds, massaging gently before he moved his fingers to circulate her spot of highest stimulation. "just relax for me," he instructed in a deep tone, giving her another devious grin. after a moment, he moved his hands to her waist to adjust her, bringing her legs to wrap around his neck. his eyes met hers just briefly before he moved his head forward, leaning in to capture her center with his mouth, his tongue teasing and rolling over her as his hands gripped her hips.

Rey "no," rey whined in complaint when he moved his hand away, furrowing her eyebrows impatiently up at him, but quieting down once again when he told her to wait. she was still frustrated, craving for him to touch her in that spot, but moaned loudly as he finally massaged his fingers around her center. she pushed herself further against his hands, wanting him to be firmer and quicker in her moment of need. then his hands were gone again and she lightly hit her fist against the side of the tub with another whine of agitation. but just as she was ready to complain, he was adjusting her so that her legs were now around his neck. before she could beg for him, his tongue was touching her sensitive area, and she shouted out gently, bucking her hips against his mouth. "y-you might need to check more..." she breathed out, pleading for him to touch her in more places.

Ben her words of encouragement fueled him further, though he still wanted to tease her, getting as many noises and reactions out of her as possible. his hands slid up her waist and to her breasts once again, gripping them now as his tongue continued massaging her core. he then slid his right hand back down her body, running it over her folds before he pushed two fingers inside of her. pumping in and out at an incredibly slow pace, he kissed her core gently before lifting his head up to grin at her again. "you taste so good...a sign of good health," ben whispered, loving her expressions more than anything. gradually he moved his fingers a bit faster before he inserted a third, then he finally allowed himself to speed up, hoping to bring her the pleasure that she'd waited so patiently for. his thumb moved to massage her core again as he did so, watching her face with a prideful expression.

Rey: soRRY i had to drop my mom off

Rey as soon as she felt his fingers inside her, rey jerked in the water, the small waves sloshing around both of their bodies, as she panted heavily and tossed her head back. "please, faster... please," she begged, her tone drifting in and out as a whine accompanied it. feeling his lips on her center was unlike anything else, and she pushed her hips further forward after he did so. "more," she pleaded, bouncing slightly, causing her breasts to move up and down, but stilled as soon as he added yet another finger, stretching her walls more so. finally she melted completely in his hold, under his power, letting out sharp gasps and groans as he pumped them at the speed which she had been waiting for. her hands reached down to grip onto his wrist, nails digging into his skin, and finally shook her head quickly. "ben, i-i can't- i-" she grunted. but her back arched up and she let out a loud groan as she hit her climax. she was lasting longer and longer each time, but still he could manage to exhilarate her with just the slightest breath. but she enjoyed this setting too much; so she kept the act going. "i think..." she breathed out. "i think there's somewhere else that's been... aching." slowly, she turned over in the tub onto her stomach and pressed her ass into his palms, grinning slyly at him over her shoulder.

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Ben ben continued moving his fingers in and out of her, proud of the immense satisfaction he was able to bring her simply with his hands. he continued to watch her, turned on more by the sight of her squirming and shaking at his mercy. "fuck...good girl," he mumbled, grinning wider when he heard her loud groan and felt her walls tighten around his fingers. he pulled out them out slowly, bringing his head in between her legs once again to lick her clean. he assumed she'd be attempting to catch her breath and rest after her climax, but instead she continued pressing for more, and ben gladly welcomed her ass in his hands, gripping and squeezing her cheeks roughly. "you were such a good patient...but now you'll have to pay up," he spoke deeply before wrapping his arms around her waist once again. he moved her body to lie face up in the water, pulling her ass to meet his crotch. moving them so that he was able to lean his head against the edge of the bathtub, ben began grinding his hips slowly against her ass, his hands wandering over her abdomen and eventually back to her breasts. "mmmm, good," he whispered into her ear before nibbling it, leaving another small mark.

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Rey it was obvious he knew how much she thrived off of his voice when it was so deep. him speaking like that alone could turn her on in a heartbeat. when they woke up in the mornings, and his voice was lower and raspier than usual, she felt the telltale sign of arousal begin to burn inside her. when he slid her up the tub so that the shaft of his length could press to her behind, she gasped at the new feeling, but welcomed it. she moved her legs so that they could lay over his shoulders, ankles crossing in an 'x' behind his neck. whenever she laid like this, she felt so open and vulnerable to him, but it felt familiar and good. her hands went to rest above her head, arms leaning against the tub, as he ground his hips against her, causing her to groan louder now. "feels so good..." she whimpered, enjoying this new area they'd discovered together. she brought one hand to the back of his head and gently gripped his hair before moving him so his mouth was on her breasts again, enjoying too much when he played with that area. "am i being good...?" she whispered sweetly, biting her lip and closing ehr eyes.

Rey: her*

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Ben when she moved his head to find her breasts once again, he returned his lips to her nipple, kissing and sucking it a bit rougher now while his other hand kneaded her other breast. he felt himself craving more and more from her, as he still hadn't been relieved just yet, and he let out a hungry grunt. "you're amazing...but you're lacking something," he mumbled against her nipple, moving his hands now to push her legs further apart. "open wide. i'm going to fuck you now...hard." he pulled her hips to his, sliding his length inside of her and letting out another louder grunt as he did so. the water made it smoother, and he pulled her body to press against his as his hips rolled slowly against hers. "mmm, how does that feel?" he teased again, his own breath shortening as he felt the sensations beginning to flow throughout his body.

Rey the vibrations from his voice as he spoke around her nipple made shivers run up her spine, only further stimulating her arousal. "i think i agree..." she whispered, laughing in anticipation when he spread her legs further, completely open and vulnerable to him. she kept them in the spread position, closing her eyes and grinning in wicked excitement at his words. "hard as you can..." she managed to breathe out. she gasped lowly as he finally filled her up with himself, finding taking him in becoming easier and easier with each session they shared. the water also played its part in smoothening the process. she grunted lightly as he began pumping slowly, but opened her eyes and quirked a playful eyebrow, smirking slightly. "offensive," she whispered. she wanted more; she needed more. it was her way of consenting to him to go rough if he wanted. she knew she wanted it, anyway. "challenge me..."

Ben at her encouragement, ben let out a shaky breath, managing a smirk as he continued to roll his hips into hers. he increased his pace gradually, still teasing her, though he was becoming impatient himself. finally he sped up, beginning to pant and grunt as he lifted her ass, allowing for easier movement. his face fell against her chest as he rammed into her now, moving in and out feverishly. the warmth of the water only made the sweat beading on his forehead double, and his mouth found her nipple again, groaning against it before biting it gently. "shit, rey...you're so t-tight," he muttered against her breast again before his head jolted up and a rush of pleasure ran up his spine. he hit his climax roughly, yelling out "fuck!" before collapsing against her chest once again. the feeling of her walls tightening around his length was mind numbing, and he loved it more and more every time. finally he pulled out, sighing heavily and letting his head rest comfortably against her chest as his eyes closed for a moment, gathering his breath. "i love you so fucking much. fuck."

Rey his pace quickened to their usual routine... but then he took it further. her shouts and whines increased in volume more and more, the water splashing around them now. his rough movements combined with the feeling of his lips and teeth on her breast overwhelmed her quicker than usual, back slowly arching up more and more as she neared her climax point. they hit it simultaneously, and she shouted out loudly as he let out the expletive, her eyes squeezing shut. she fell gently back down in the tub, panting heavily with sweat beading down her face, and winced as he pulled out of her. it was the most intense he's ever gone, but she found herself loving every moment. "i love you..." she laughed breathily, hand caressing the back of his head. it seemed the moments they felt closest were always after sex, after they'd bonded together quite literally. her hair was soaking wet now, and the water soaked into her lightsaber wound, enflaming the pain. but she didn't care. as long as she had him. with a few small grunts, she moved them so she was sitting atop him once more, curled up into a small ball against his strong chest. she was his, and only his. small gestures such as this only proved that further. "m'tired..." she whispered.

Rey: yooo after they fall asleep or w/e lets time lapse to them going to kyle

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Rey: kYLEEEE

Kyle: kyle bustin thru

Ben: omg i was typing but had to backspace bc shame

Ben: KYLE SHIELD UR EYES

Rey: HAHAAHAHAHAHAH

Rey: 'rey you're walking kind of funny, are you okay?'

Rey: jfc

Ben: AH MAN

Kyle: 'you were such a good patient...but now you'll have to pay up' iM CRYINGRJNFH

Kyle: rey got no health insurance

Rey: i hope kyle says that

Rey: then just hands them a bill

Ben: they would both actually spit out their drinks

Kyle: fbhrkfvghdeads

Ben: like they would have drinks just for that reaction

Rey: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Rey: lizzie we can lapse after ur next one if ur down

Ben: ok yeah now i just have to focus for long enough to write it lOL

Rey: bood

Ben: i'm listenin to a LIT kylo/ben playlist and every single song is o n p o i n t

Ben: i need an emo boy rip

Rey: mE

Ben as he managed to catch his breath finally, ben felt her climb into his lap, and he lazily wrapped his arms around her small frame. he caressed her head against his chest, planting a small kiss atop her head as a goofy grin formed on his lips. kriff, he was happy. for once he wasn't thinking of anything else but her with him in that moment, both of them coming down from their ecstasy. he could feel that she had become just as tired as he had, and her words only confirmed it. letting out another breathy sigh, he moved his hand to drain the tub, letting the water sink around them gradually. he moved so that he was carrying her bridal style, and he stood and lifted her out of the tub, reaching for a towel with his free hand. he draped it over both of them, running it over her before drying his own body and letting it fall back to the floor. disregarding the piles of clothing on the floor, he shut off the light and carried her to the bed, placing her on the mattress gently before he climbed in beside her. "goodnight, my perfect little patient," he teased her with a smirk, kissing her cheek softly before pulling the sheets over both of them and pulling her close once again. "sleep tight."

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Ben: KYLE U KNOW WHA TI MANET

Ben: why cani tnot type

Rey rey and ben had decided together that they would visit kyle the next day. she had to get her wound bandaged, as well as her bruises re-checked to make sure they were healing correctly. at her last visit, her ribs had been hurting when she turned, and she had been afraid that they were more than just simply bruised, but something worse. she put on a simple dress and flat shoes, leaving her hair down and natural, and held ben's gloved hand with both of hers as they walked down the palace halls. "it'll be fine, he's really very nice," she whispered, squeezing his fingers gently but biting her lip lightly. she turned him down the halls to where she remembered kyle's suite being, from her last visit. "be nice to him," she warned ben quietly, raising her eyebrows, then knocked on the door. "kyle? it's me, rey."

Rey: HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Rey: i was just writing my reply and laughing at everythig that was happening

Rey: ok stina u go next then lizzie can go and we'll go like tht

Kyle Ever since Kyle's first meeting with Kylo, he was more vigilant then ever. The last thing he expected from the man was the fact that he was some sort of sith lord ( red lightsabers are only used by the sith, right? ), but even if he listened to his warning, he never really made an effort to stop Rey from meeting with him. As far as he could tell, her boyfriend was not medically trained in the slightest and she was littered with injuries. He'd still help, because that's what he did best. As he heard a knock on the door and his name being called, he placed the set of bacta patches down ( he had gone off to acquire more medical supplies, though not legally ) and made his way towards the door. As he opened it, he first saw Rey and gave her a friendly smile and greeted her, "Hey! Are you..." his eyes drifted down to the gloved hand she was holding, then upwards to see -- Oh. He stood frozen for a few moments, like a deer in headlights as his eyes met the other's. "...Hi, Kylo." He greeted softly, backing up the slightest bit in defense as a twinge of fear sped up his heartbeat.

Rey: aW poor kyle

Rey: so happy to see his friend only to realize hes about to fucking die

Kyle: kyle: its him..,,,,,evil twin

Kyle: hmmm this hux/rey thread got me.....how do you say....Èmø

Rey: A MOOD

Rey

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Rey: if the first 30 seconds of this isnt reylo....,,,,,,

Kyle: kyle is in the backseat

Rey: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Ben: ACCURATE

Rey

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Rey: during the bathtub sex

Rey: the part where he says 'i like to watch your boobs bounce'

Rey: still tru

Ben: i'm screaming i just thought of a perfect edit for that part

Rey: omf what is it

Ben: nOW I HAVE TO EDIT IT

Ben: let me see how quickly i can do it lol

Rey: giVE ME A REPLY FIRST

Ben: LOL OK HANG ON

Ben: ok i can't edit it easily lol but it made me think of this song LMAO

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Rey: omF G RGEUIFNJDKLM

Rey: HAAHAHAHAHAHA

Kyle: FHEKRUFGHJEKAURGDHJS

Ben: ok i swear i'll reply after i finish this thing lolol

Ben: but in the meantime

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Rey: I K NOW I LOVE THAT PART

Rey: THATS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS PICTURING WHEN YOU FIRST HAD BEN SIT IN THE TUB ACROSS FROM HER

Ben: LOL so awk that he had to bathe with Lena Dunham tho

Rey: oh ik

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Adam Driver Points Himself Out in Star Wars StillsYouTube · 1:42 · 2M · 99%Adam Driver chats as much about his Star Wars: The Force Awakens character, Kylo Ren, as he can, and Jimmy has him point out exactly who he is in some teaser stills. Subscribe NOW to The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon: http://bit.ly/1nwT1aN Watch The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon Weeknights 11:35/10:35c Get more Jimmy Fallon: Follow Jimmy: http://Twitter.com/JimmyFallon Like Jimmy: https://Facebook.com/JimmyFallon Get more The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon: Follow The Tonight Show: http://Twitter.com/FallonTonight Like The Tonight Show: https://Facebook.com/FallonTonight The Tonight Show Tumblr: http://fallontonight.tumblr.com/ Get more NBC: NBC YouTube: http://bit.ly/1dM1qBH Like NBC: http://Facebook.com/NBC Follow NBC: http://Twitter.com/NBC NBC Tumblr: http://nbctv.tumblr.com/ NBC Google+: https://plus.google.com/+NBC/posts The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon features hilarious highlights from the show including: comedy sketches, music parodies, celebrity interviews, ridiculous games, and, of course, Jimmy's Thank You Notes and hashtags! You'll also find behind the scenes videos and other great web exclusives. Adam Driver Points Himself Out in Star Wars Stills http://www.youtube.com/fallontonight

Rey: iM DYING AT HTI S

Rey: LIKE LITERALLY LAUGHIGN SO HARD

Ben: HE'S SO PURE i love it

Ben after the previous evening, ben was feeling a bit better about going with rey to the doctor; maybe this guy actually knew what he was doing and was just helping her out of courtesy. it still annoyed him slightly that she had used his name to try to spark jealousy within him even if she had just been teasing, but he trusted her and planned to act cordial with the other, for her sake. he rolled his eyes with a small smirk at her words, but when the door opened and he saw the man standing in the doorframe, his smirk immediately faded. this wasn't kyle, this was glenn. just then, ben remembered what he'd noticed - how he'd sensed that glenn was a false identity. his suspicions were now confirmed, and he remembered what kyle had told him...he clenched rey's hand tighter, his eyes widening in frustration as he glared at the doctor. or so he called himself. "glenn," ben snapped in return, exchanging a knowing glance with him. "so you're kyle, huh?"

Rey: oh MY GOD I FORGOT THAT BEN KNOWS THAT THEY KISSED

Ben: NOW HE DOES

Kyle: rip kyle

Rey her smile faded immediately at his frightened expression. sure, ben had an intimidating appearance, but this man acted as if he had met him already. which it became obvious that they had as soon as he greeted him as well and backed up. she began to tell him it was alright, that he could relax, but she stopped when she felt ben's hand squeeze hers tightly. she let out a quiet wince and looked up at him, lips parting slightly in shock at his reaction now. he looked angry. more than angry. he looked infuriated. "...what...?" she asked in confusion as ben called him by a different name, looking between them both. "y-you've met?" that meant kyle already had a skewed image of him in his head. she sighed slightly and let go of ben's hand so she could step towards kyle, gently placing her hands on his arms. "it's alright. he just came because he wanted to be here for me. i promise it's fine," she reassured him gently, her smile warm, but slightly forced in her apprehension. what had happened between them...?

Rey: rip rey too tbh

Rey: never thought a rey/hux thread would make me so emo but here w are

Kyle: bood

Kyle Kriff, he looked infuriated to see him. Kyle clenched his jaw when Kylo spoke of his alias. "...Surpriiiiise." He joked quietly, nervously waving his hands a little in some attempt at jazz hands. He bit his lip slightly as her question, nodding a little. Kylo looks like he's ready to kill him. He glanced down at his arms when Rey placed her arms on him, yanking them away from her touch, knowing that it would only fuel the other man's anger. "I'm WELL aware that he wants to be here for you, he's shown me how... protective, he is." His voice dropped down to a quick whisper, pausing once to sigh before continuing. "...Rey, I told him about the accident."

Rey: oh its gonna break reys heart that he did that

Rey: https://img.ifcdn.com/images/bee9e596f8c...

Rey: reylo

Kyle: jfc

Ben: two chatzys this is trippy

Ben: bUT OMG YIKES NOOOOO

Rey: ikr

Ben: that photo i a ms cared

Rey: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Ben he could tell that rey was surprised to find out that they'd already met, but he hardly noticed her reaction, instead focusing his frustration on the doctor who'd clearly lied to him. what else had he lied about? he could easily find out by looking into his mind, but still, ben knew rey wouldn't want him to do that. his eyes moved briefly to notice her release his hand and step towards kyle, and his scowl grew, his hand instinctively darting to grip his lightsaber on his belt. he knew he couldn't whip it out all the time now, but it was something he became used to when he was angry. "the accident," he repeated with a scoff, turning his glare towards rey now before looking between the both of them. "was it really an accident? is there more i should know of?!" ben knew his tone was growing louder, but he didn't care. they'd both lied to him, in different ways, but he wasn't happy about it.

Rey when he stepped away, rey stared at him sadly, face paling a bit. already this was happening. exactly what she'd told ben her fears had been about bringing him. there was no doubt she would lose kyle as a close friend and confidant after this incident. but nothing could have prepared her for the words he said, her jaw dropping slowly and shakily. she flinched slightly as she heard ben repeat what he said, tears pricking the backs of her eyes in fear. slowly, she turned to look up at him, his stature overpowering and intimidating more than ever in that moment. when he yelled, she stepped back slightly, terrified of how he was being, and sobbed softly, shaking her head. "n-no..." she cried, taking small gasps of breath and clutching onto the skirt of her dress. again she stepped backwards, truly fearful of him in that moment. "b-ben..."

Kyle Concern flashed over his features as soon as he saw her reaction to his final words. Why didn't she tell him? Such communication was needed in their relationship, surley. But he didn't know any detail of their relationship, and at the moment he could only assume that Kylo had harmed her before with his anger. Quickly, he reached over to her and gently pulled her into a hug, turning her away from Kylo and hiding her face in his chest. "You're scaring her." He snapped, despite his own growing fear. "/Yes/, it was an accident. I told you so you wouldn't get mad at her for it, and I thought she would tell you too but..." Now he understood why. He rage truly was frightening. "She's scared of you. She's scared of your anger. Please try to calm down for her sake." He tried to keep his tone steady, calm and non-accusatory.

Rey: EIFNSDKLM MY HEART

Kyle: hes a good boi but too bad bens gonna kill him

Rey: kyle dont die ur too good

Ben: ok i'm cryin in the club too here

Rey: M E

Ben the frightened look on rey's face only broke him more - he was becoming a monster again, the part of him that always came out when he became upset. the part that he was never able to easily suppress, as much as he needed to at times. but it was true - the two had kissed, and how was he to know nothing else had happened? rey hadn't told him of any of it, yet she'd still brought up kyle the previous night in a way that ben disliked, and knowing there was more to that story now brought out his fury. plus the fact that kyle was the one treating rey, and the fact that he was now hugging her as if he were the one to protect her. the sight of it made ben nauseous, but he glared at the two, attempting briefly to calm himself but failing at it. kyle's words felt like a punch to the stomach. who gave him the right to say how rey felt towards him? "don't tell me what to do!" ben snapped again, fighting the urge to draw his lightsaber but knowing it would only make rey more upset. even though he was upset with her, he didn't want kyle's words to be true. he didn't want to scare her. "let her go," he demanded, a bit quieter than before, but his voice still firm.

Rey as soon as kyle pulled her into a hug, rey curled against his chest and sobbed into his shirt, trembling lightly in fear. this wasn't ben; this was kylo ren. and she didn't want any part of kylo. she wanted ben back. she flinched again in fear as he yelled at kyle, her sobs only increasing as well as her shaking. her breathing was swift and uneven now, wheezes beginning to join them, and her heart was racing with her fear. when he ordered kyle to let her go, rey backed away i an instant, not wanting to risk upsetting ben more, as much as she needed kyle's comfort. but it was also for her own sake, as she pressed her hand to her chest and continued breathing heavily, though her tears didn't stop streaming down her cheeks. just as it had hurt when she'd been laughing with kyle, it was hurtng now from her sobs, and she stumbled aside, still holding her chest as she keeled over slightly and began whining in pain.

Kyle When he snapped at him he flinched, his grip on Rey tightening a moment before loosening again. He took in a shaky breath before speaking again, keeping his tone calm. "I'm not telling you what to do, I'm just asking you to try." Kyle took note of the quieter tone the other took on with his last words and nodded quickly as Rey backed away from him. "Look, it's hurting her. She needs to calm down so she can breathe easier, and she won't stop crying until you stop." He gestured to Rey with a hand, trying to force Kylo to watch her current state, until she stumbled and began to whine in pain. He rushed over, careful not to touch her as he quickly commented to Kylo on the side. "You can yell at me all you want later." He turned his attention to her once more before taking on a softer tone in an attempt to comfort her quietly. "Rey? It's alright, he's not going to hurt you... I need you to take a couple deep breaths for me, okay? I know it hurts, but you'll feel better, I promise." He gently whispered to her, instructing her when to inhale and exhale, casting glances to the other man out of worry, hoping that he would be calm enough to stop Rey from cowering in fear.

Rey: i love one (1) kyle

Kyle: hes trying his bes t

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Ben: hi sorry i am here hello and yikes

Ben: ok i'm distracted af bUT THIS REMINDS ME OF A SCENE FROM GATSBY IM YELLIN

Ben

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Ben: at 1:40

Ben when rey moved away from kyle, ben watched her, his anger mixing with concern at her fractured state. if it weren't for her heavy breaths and wheezes, he would've likely either punched kyle or stormed out in a preventative notion, but he couldn't leave her like this. when he kept hearing kyle speaking, he shot him another glare, a signal for him to shut up before he ended up yelling at him again. the urge to erupt was bubbling inside of him, now due to both rage and extreme worry, but he did his absolute best to keep it down. "i would never hurt her," ben snarled under his breath, attempting to focus on rey and block out kyle, but it was difficult when he was now speaking to her. as saw her frightened expression once again, his jaw twitched, hating how he had suddenly become the bad guy again. swallowing roughly and glancing at the ground briefly to calm his thinking, he finally managed to take a few breaths before returning his glare to kyle. "if you're really a doctor...then help her. now. treat her or whatever it is you need to do to make her better. but that's it."

Kyle: FBHEKUBFHJEK UR RIGHT

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Rey: OH MY GOD IT IS

Rey hurt her. rey visibly shuddered harder at those words. he hadn’t since they began their relationship, but he had before. she knew he would never do it now; right? when ben swore he wouldn’t, she managed to wince just slightly to acknowledge it, even if her sobs continued. her distraught gaze stayed locked on the ground, face pale. she could hear kyle telling her to take deep breaths, but she just shook her head swiftly, refusing to try. it hurt too bad. along with the bruises on her throat, which still affected her breathing heavily, the injuries to her chest were flaring up as her sobs continued. but she had to keep crying, both for the fear of having made ben upset and because the pain was only getting worse. not to mention how the panic was making her sweat heavily, heart pounding against her chest.

Rey: remember when anakin turned all dark on padme and she lost the will to live

Rey: this is like a less hardcore version of that

Ben: omg rey don't die

Rey: she ain’t gonna die

Rey: they’re not that hardcore

Rey: yet

Rey: remember when yoda felt the pain as order 66 was happening

Rey: thts ben as reys being tortured rip

Ben: omg tru she could summon the force bond to kick in

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Rey: god he would be terrified

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Kyle: that mood when ur not a med student or anything so you just hope webmd knows their shit

Ben: me i nthe other chatzy with the political stuff tbh

Kyle: sAME i had to google how an impeachment works bc i fukin forgo t

Kyle: also big warning but i might............put kyle on haitus bc i might bring in another oc and muse for kyle is diminishing but i will keep rping him in this chatzy do not fear

Ben: no worries i feel u

Kyle: but the new oc's fc is leonardo dicaprio.......so im excite

Ben: OMGGGG YES

Ben: FRICKIN GATSBY IN T A H FLESH

Kyle: YES HES A RLLY POPULAR AND RICH GAMBLER SO HE DEF WOULD THROW BANGIN PARTIES

Ben: DOWN AF FOR THIS

Ben: can he take ben under his wing and give him a fresh new style and makeover

Ben: and call him old sport

Kyle: oh FUCK yeah, i feel like he'd be the type to just see interesting ppl and b like "i think they'd be fun" and send them an invite to one of his parties

Ben: ben becomes the new nick

Kyle Kyle shot him a murderous glare of his own at the accusatory tone that accompanied 'if you're really a doctor'. Sure, he wasn't licensed but he was certain that he knew much more about medical care than he did; if not, then Rey wouldn't need his help in the first place. He stayed quiet, however, still fearing another outburst from the man before gently placing his hands on Rey's shoulders and directing her to the nearest chair. "Lean forward and rest your forearms on your knees, just try to breath as much as you can but as slow as you can." He tried to sooth her, gently rubbing the top of her back before giving five, firm pats -- not enough to hurt, but with enough pressure to force breaths out of her and to give her a little bit of a shock to distract her from crying momentarily in confusion. He quickly jogged to his own conservator in the kitchen, pulling out ice cubes and wrapping them in a towel before going over to the mass amounts of medical supplies that had now accumulated on his desk, picking out an Acetaminophen. Without warning, he strode over and pressed the compression to her chest, hoping that the additional shock would momentarily distract her from her tears. "You don't have to speak, just try to breathe." He knew that she was panicking, so with caution, he looked over his shoulder back to Kylo, quietly speaking to him with slight fear lacing his voice. "She's... she's on the brink of a panic attack, so if you could... try to comfort her..." He wasn't even sure if the other had calmed down enough to do so, but he had to at least try and ask for his assistance.

Rey: dude i love kyle

Rey: tbh this whole time i just thought you were a genius w medical stuff i would’ve never known u were looking it up stina

Kyle: whfjerubhjfksbhrj no i am just a local dumbass w internet access

Rey: HAHAHHAHAHHA MOOD

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Rey: wtf chatzy i’m here hoe

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Ben ben watched in concern as kyle led rey to the chair, trying to suppress his frustration for her sake and letting him help her. of course he would do whatever he could to help her himself, but truthfully seeing her like this worried him when he didn't know how to heal her wounds. perhaps he could use the force in some way, but he'd never been able to heal his own wounds that way, so now might not be the best time to try it out on her. he listened to kyle's instructions, keeping his gaze on rey and checking to see if his methods were helping her in any way, but she still seemed to be in pain. ben still felt cautious of the man touching her, but he tried his best to think of it as professionally as possible, as he cared more about rey's health than his jealousy at the moment. even if they had both kept things from him. he pushed the thoughts of hostility out of his mind when kyle addressed him again, and he let out a sigh of exasperation before moving to kneel in front of rey. he placed his hands on her knees, looking up into her eyes as calmly as he could. "it's okay, i'm here, you're okay," ben spoke to her softly, relieved that he'd managed to tame his temper for the time being and hoping that he could coax her back to relaxation. he took a deep breath, sending calm and soothing vibrations to her through their bond. "we're not fighting, we'll...work things out...in a...civil manner." he shot another glare at kyle, but his eyes softened slightly to let the man know he was willing to cooperate for rey's sake.

Rey rey let out more whines of pain as kyle took her by her shoulders to sit her down, her left one flaring up due to the still untreated lightsaber wound she had received from ravana. but she kept the sleeve of her dress over it, still, not wanting him to see it now. she did what he asked, trembling arms pressed to trembling knees, and still kept sobbing heavily as he told her to breathe. it seemed almost impossible at this point, but she was forced to gasp sharply when he hit her back. each time he did brought a jolt and a gasp from her, causing her to cough after. but still her tears fell, her thoughts only on ben. she had hid the truth from him to avoid this type of reaction, but it happened anyway. maybe he hated her. her heart sped faster as a terrified whimper escaped her, completely horrified at the idea of him detesting her. but then a sharp rush of coldness hit her chest, and she shouted out, squeezing her eyes shut. years of adjusting to the scorching jakku sun made her more sensitive to anything cold. only ben really knew that. she squirmed and moved even now, at the ice pack, but froze instantly as ben knelt before her. her still teary eyes locked onto his, finding herself unable to look away, no matter how scared she was. she took a deep breath at the same time as he did, their bond strengthening again, and calmed more and more as the artificial feelings hit her. they weren't fighting. he wasn't mad ( or so he said ). her panicking slowed more and more, although her heart rate was taking longer to settle. she wasn't anywhere near her normal self, but she was calmer now. however, the pain lingered, and she tugged at the collar of her dress as her chest ached. but she winced and looked aside, down at her shoulder, quickly, finding that the material of her dress had stuck to the wound. not thinking about the repercussions, and only wanting to not be in pain anymore, rey sniffed and began to remove her dress shakily, just wanting to be relieved of the pain.

Rey: sry bean

Ben: ben @ kyle rn

Ben: https://goo.gl/images/pHq4Z2

Rey: UFIDHSJNLZJFJIOR

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Rey: hello i am here

Ben: 👀

Rey: oH unexpected arrival whaddup

Ben: gonna eat some japanese so feeling glorious

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Rey: a mood

Kyle A breath of relief left him as Kylo moved forward to comfort, quickly nodding to what he said and ignoring the glare, even if he wasn't really listening. He was too focused on the task at hand. His brows furrowed when Rey began to squirm, pulling away the ice pack as she peeled off the top of her dress. Her bare state didn't affect him in the slightest; he's seen and worked on a multitude bare and mutilated bodies before and, to be frank, he was a professional. "What caused this? How old is the wound?" He asked quickly as soon as the burn came into view, putting the Acetaminophen and ice pack to the side before rushing over to the desk again, grabbing a stronger anti-inflammatory drug to ease her pain, then took alcoholic wipes, anti-biotic, and two bacta patches before returning, already ripping open an wipe and gently dabbing at wound. After cleaning it to the best of his ability, he lightly jogged back to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and returned, holding the two pills and glass out for her. "Rey, you need to swallow these pills. They're pain-killers and you'll feel a lot better after you take them."

Rey: 'bad day not to wear a bra' - mike hannigan

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Ben ben was relieved to see that his words and vibrations were beginning to calm rey down, noticing how her panic was decreasing and feeling her beginning to relax ever so slightly. however, he could tell she was still in pain, and he wished he was able to heal her bruises the same way he could calm her emotions. but when the pain became too much for her that she started taking off her dress, ben's eyes widened, immediately feeling uncomfortable. he didn't like this situation one bit, and it was only getting more awkward with the other man in the room as well, but he tried to focus on helping her feel better. "you'll feel better, don't worry," he whispered to her, but still found his jaw twitching at the discomfort he now felt. he was the only one who had supposedly seen her like this, even if it had been in an entirely different context, but still. letting out a quick huff, he reluctantly allowed kyle to continue the treatment, relieved that the man didn't seem at all phased by the awkward situation. maybe it was possible that ben truly had overreacted. adjusting his mindset to the best of his ability to convince himself that this was completely professional, he rubbed her knees gently, nodding at the medicine the doctor was giving her. for some reason, he trusted that it would help. "go ahead, it's okay."

Rey unable to answer any of his questions in that moment, rey just winced and closed her eyes tightly, letting her dress fall to the floor at her feet. all she had on was her underwear, but she had chosen to go without a bra that day, for ease. it was better, though, since she finally felt comfortable enough to let kyle look at the bruises themselves now. they were bad, and ben knew it too. she just wanted to be sure there were no serious problems. she looked down at ben again when he spoke to her, his reassuring tone sending more calmness through her body, though it was more genuine now. she clutched onto his shirt gently and managed to take one swift deep breath before yelping in pain when kyle began cleaning her wound. she whimpered and tried to tug away from him, eyes pleading for him to stop. a few more tears fell as he finally pulled the wipe away, and rey let out a gentle sob of pain as she rested her forehead against ben's, though she peeked up again as kyle returned. after he offered the pills, she immediately looked to ben for his approval and allowance. he seemed to think it was okay, so she shakily accepted the pills. never had she taken any before, but she let kyle guide her into putting them in her mouth and not chewing, but swallowing them down with water. she coughed afterwards and handed back the water glass, returning her forehead to rest against ben's. still, small whines left her lips, but gradually, over the course of a minute, they slowed to a stop, and she was just breathing shakily. not wanting to endure anymore pain of the healing process, rey shied away from kyle and slid out of the chair into ben's arms, hiding her face, and consequently her shoulder, in his chest.

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Rey: getting my costume i’m about to cry

Ben: EXCITING send a pic!

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Rey: I WILL

Rey: it’s in my front seat

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Kyle His features contorted into an apologetic look at her winces and whines, trying to get through the process quickly for her sake. However, he looked to her with concern once more as he saw the bruises across her chest. He was sure that she didn't have a broken rib, but it would still be a painful couple of weeks for her. Kyle sighed as she took the pill and handed back the water, content with her compliance. When Rey moved to Kylo's arms, he chewed the inside of his cheek in thought before grabbing two medical supplies and kneeling down to their level. "She needs to dress her wound with these to prevent infection." He spoke directly to Kylo now, seeing that Rey wont allow any treatment to be done to her without his approval ( which he found to be little absurd, but that was an issue for another day ). "You can put it on her, if that's more comfortable for the both of you. Just apply a tiny bit of this on the wound," He held out the tube of anti-biotic, "and then patch it up with this." Then held out the bacta patch in the other hand, presenting them both to him. No one needs a medical degree to preform the very basic form of first aid.

Rey: i see ur lil bit of sass kyle

Rey: i see u

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Ben he watched her take the pills, carefully making sure that she was able to get them down properly. hopefully they would do the job, and surprisingly enough kyle's quick and professional steps were making it much easier to view him as simply any other doctor, helping him to push his earlier thoughts of anger and frustration out of his mind almost completely. it didn't mean he liked the man personally, but he had a bit more respect for him now. as she rested her forehead against his, ben tapped his fingers on her knees reassuringly, eyes gazing into hers. "you're doing good." when she moved into his arms, he held her protectively, glancing at kyle briefly. he listened to the man's description of how to treat her wounds, and paused before nodding slowly. "alright," he responded, taking the anti-biotic and bacta patch from him. the explanation seemed easy enough; surely he would be able to treat rey on his own. turning his attention to her again, he spoke quietly to her, still trying to relax her. "do you want me to put it on now? or when we get back to the suite?"

Rey his praise meant more to her than he probably knew. she had never received medical help in her life, and right now, it was all overwhelming for her. but she trusted him and she trusted kyle, and their reassuring words were easing her panic. as he held her, rey felt her eyes get heavy and her body relax, becoming comfortable in his embrace. she was about ready to fall asleep, the pills hitting her hard, when he spoke to her again. slowly, she pulled her face back from his shoulder, looking up into his eyes but coughing softly and placing her hand on her throat. still those bruises affected her breathing, and her heavy crying had only made it worse. she coughed again, shutting her eyes tightly, then took an uneven deep breath, her throat feeling tight. but she turned towards ben slightly and gave a slight nod, wordlessly letting him know he could do it now. she wanted to tell kyle about the struggle with her breathing, as well as how much her chest was aching. she still had to tell him the whole truth about her wound. coughing one more time then clearing her throat, she managed to point to her shoulder then whisper, "lightsaber wound... f-from a day ago..."

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Kyle "...A lightsaber wound." He repeated to himself, in slight disbelief. He's never treated one; he's never had to treat one before. He brought a hand to hover over his lips in thought as he tried to think of a proper treatment. However, there really wasn't much he could do. The wound was already cauterized, bleeding slightly, but it was a closed wound. It was too late to apply something to prevent the wound from scarring, but it was only a defined spot with a small diameter. She should be fine with this. Though, he couldn't stop himself from letting his thoughts wander. The weapon Kylo had brandished and used against the wall was a lightsaber, wasn't it ( even if it looked a little funky )? Could he have done this to her? There was a small possibility, but judging by how protective he was of her, and how she looked to him for guidance, it was most likely not the case. "Thank you for telling me, but the would will heal just fine, Rey." Since she was speaking once more, he decided to take the opportunity to question her further. "Is the bruise on your chest from the fight too? From being stepped on?"

Hux: fuckking

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Ben seeing her in pain only made him feel more uneasy, but her nod of approval reassured him, as they were making progress if she was allowing him to treat her. carefully he positioned her in his lap, then removed his glove before squeezing a bit of the anti-biotic onto his index finger. he turned back to her chest, rubbing the cream over her bruises gently, then removed the backing on the bacta patch before pressing it over the area. "all done," he promised softly, bringing his arm to wrap around her shoulder soothingly. as soon as she pointed to it, however, he noticed the wound again, leaning forward to examine it better. the way the other man repeated her words made it seem like he'd never heard of the weapon before, which caused ben to raise an eyebrow in disbelief. but still he watched as the doctor seemed to consider another treatment, only to suggest that it wasn't necessary in this case. for rey's sake, ben hoped he was right, but he figured the wound would eventually heal on its own. he'd suffered from a fair share of lightsaber and blaster wounds himself, and none had been anything to hold him down for long. when kyle mentioned that she'd been stepped on, ben turned to rey incredulously, his eyes widening. "stepped on? what is he talking about? who stepped on you?!"

Rey rey nodded shakily, running her hand down her face. she still felt clammy, but she decided not to tell either of them, and hoped they wouldn’t take notice. her eyes followed ben’s hands as they treated her wounds, and she gave occasional whimpers whenever he hit a sensitive area, but she looked down at herself when he finally finished. by the time he had told her he was all done, she’d realized she’d had tears of pain in her eyes, and she wiped them away with a small sniff. she watched kyle as ben inspected her wound, though she remained in his lap. she felt the most comfortable there, after all. however, as soon as kyle mentioned how she’d received the bruises, rey’s eyes widened and she began to shake her head discreetly. but ben had already reacted, and she sighed in defeat, her gaze moving downwards. after a long few seconds, she murmured, “it was when phasma and i fought... she kicked me in the face and stepped on my chest...” she took a deep breath, but winced and pressed a few trembling fingers to her ribcage, where her chest was still dully aching. “the lightsaber wound was from another fight... a-and these are from a third fight.” she pointed lamely to the bruises on her neck, remembering hers and ravana’s first encounter. still her breathing wasn’t solid. “i-i know it’s only gonna get worse too...” slowly, she looked from kyle to ben, her eyes sad and exhausted. all of her attackers were people he was civil with. it still hurt her to think about that. gently, she grabbed kyle’s hand and pressed it to the center of her chest. “it-it feels like something’s out of place, m-maybe something’s broken,” she guessed quietly, desperate for him to think of any treatment to make them heal up sooner. she didn’t want anymore pain.

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Kyle: im so sorry feel free to execute me

Rey: HAHAHAHHAHAHA

Rey: ur fine omg

Kyle When Kyle had noticed Rey shaking her head, the words had already left his lips, and all he could do was give an apologetic look, now watching as Kylo reacted to the news. When she grabbed his hand to place on her chest, his brows furrowed, lightly pressing the swelling area. "...Nothing should be broken, unless the pain is sharp." He thought to himself before sighing and looking to the side in thought again. There was a chance that the sternum could of been fractured due to the impact, but the only treatment needed for that would be rest and icing the area occasionally. But she had said that something felt out of place and that confused him. After a moment he spoke again, looking between Rey and Kylo to address them both. "There's a chance you could of fractured a bone, but for that, all you'd need is to rest for a few weeks. Take pain medication as needed. Bacta might help, but since it's internal, it wouldn't do much." He looked to her neck then, and pulled his hand away, getting up to retrieve strips of longer bacta patches before returning. "Do you taste any blood when you wake up? Or when you cough?" He questioned to make sure there was no internal bleeding in the neck, in case any capillaries was ruptured in the fight.

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Ben ben's anger grew at rey's explanation, his fist now clenching in fury again. he'd known that phasma was not fond of rey and that they had an unfortunate encounter, but he did not know that the captain had physically kicked and stepped on rey's chest, and it only pained him more now as he thought of the bruises he'd seen being from such a harsh attack. his rage towards the captain was stronger than it had been before, but right now the most important matter was rey; ben would deal with phasma later on. instinctively he coddled her into his grasp, bringing a steady hand to the back of her head. he hated the image of anyone hurting her like that, especially someone he considered a comrade, almost even a friend at times. as she continued speaking, he pulled back gently, examining the other wounds as she pointed to them. ben hated that she had managed to get involved in so many physical fights lately, and part of him wanted to keep her stowed away in their suite so that no one else could attempt to harm her. but he knew he couldn't do that. he frowned when rey pressed kyle's hand to her chest, still annoyed by the other man's presence, but he remained professional. "i'll help you take your medicine every day," ben assured her, rubbing her back comfortingly. "and we can halt training and other physical activities for a little while. you can stay at home and rest, i'll take care of things."

Rey fractured a bone. the idea of that made her shudder, but rey swallowed thickly and nodded her head. a few weeks. that sounded like forever, in her mind. they were still developing the plan regarding the takedown of snoke. she needed to be at her fullest potential for that. when ben caressed the back of her head, rey bit her lip and relaxed even more, feeling calmer in his hold. but she looked up at him when he said he would help her through this, smiling just a bit in appreciation. at the mention of no physical activity, though, she frowned. that meant no more training. and less... other physical things she did with ben. there was no way that was going to stop, no matter what she was going through. she rested her forehead against his lips for a few moments then pulled away to look over at kyle, noting the patches in his hands. she shook her head slightly. "no..." she whispered. "but i get out of breath really easily... when ben and i train, i'll start wheezing quickly. when... when i was crying, it felt harder to breathe... but my chest was also hurting..." she sighed sadly, glancing downwards. life was so much easier when it was just her on jakku. sure, she had fights with other scavengers sometimes, but it was never anything personal. it was just over them trying to steal from her, and rey defending herself. now that she had a family, a man to love, and everything she ever wanted... it was only affecting her physically for the worse. she buried her face in her hands for a few moments, sniffing softly. she knew it would only get worse from here, too.

Kyle: i cant believe rey would die for the dick

Rey: for adam driver dick, yeah

Rey: i would too

Ben: LMAO REY U NEEDA HEAL THO

Rey: 'buT UR DICK IS MEDICINE TOO IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER'

Kyle Kyle nodded, "It's just swelling, then. Nothing big." He smiled softly to reassure her, kneeling down and peeling off the protective backing of the bacta strips. Now that Kylo seemed much calmer, he took the chance to quickly apply the strips, gently nudging Rey to tilt her head upwards by tapping the underside of her chin with his fingers. "I can give you a bottle of anti-inflammatory pills for the swelling. If it flares up just put some ice on it for a little while and it should ease away." Swiftly, he placed the strips on her neck, never directly touching her skin. "I can give you a container of bacta for the rest of your bruises, too. All you need to do is rub some on twice a day." He offered a reassuring smile again to Rey, and turned to Kylo with the same smile until he realized what he was doing and coughed awkwardly, turning away and standing up to retrieve the other pills and bacta.

Ben at her words, he recalled how she'd grown tired faster after training, usually opting for a short break or a drink of water, which he had of course granted her. but he hadn't quite connected it to being a sure sign of her injuries. now, however, it made much more sense, and he felt guilty for encouraging her to fight and train harder. he thought to their previous evening as well, wondering if the activity had put an additional strain on her healing. looking down for a moment shamefully, he bit his lip, wishing there were a way to instantly alleviate her wounds and take away the pain. if only the force worked in such ways. but he felt surprisingly a bit relieved at kyle's words, especially knowing that none of her bones had been broken. he allowed the other to put the bacta strips on her neck, holding her hand as he did so. "it'll be okay," ben promised again, knowing she was still worried despite their reassurance. "a bit of rest and the pain will go away soon enough." when kyle spoke once again, ben noticed his awkward smile and frowned in return. though truthfully, he had started to feel grateful towards the doctor for helping rey. he wouldn't have known to treat her with the anti-biotics, or how to properly care for the wounds afterwards. so hesitantly, he nodded, managing the words, "thank you."

Rey when kyle tapped under her chin with two fingers, rey jumped slightly, her hands falling from her face, but realized he wanted her to tilt her chin back so he could apply the strips. she swallowed nervously but did so, her breathing already hoarser from being in this position. she winced softly when he applied the strips, and it took everything in her ( plus the comfort of ben's hand in her own ) to not yank herself away. she was glad when it was over and backed up quickly, giving kyle a tentative look. but he was no enemy, she knew that. they both spoke so simply of her injuries, but she couldn't push away the truths she knew in her head. there would be no way that ravana and phasma, or even snoke, would suddenly not do anything to her, if given the chance. in fact, she assumed she might only return to kyle's place the following week for a new set of injuries. it would surely only get worse. as ben thanked kyle, rey slowly pushed herself up to her feet, still unsteady following her panic, but made her way to the mirror near the front door, inspecting her ( almost ) entirely bare body with a sad look. just nineteen years old and covered with bruises and bacta patches and other wounds. how could it be that her first real relationship of any kind with a human in years had only been mere weeks ago? she brought her fingers to the patch on her chest and tugged at the corner slightly before looking over at them and trying to keep the sorrow out of her eyes. she parted her lips to say something, but no words came out, and she instead just rubbed at her eyes with a quiet exhale, feeling utterly exhausted and stressed. far too much so for a girl her age.

[yoon-ing]

Thin Line (m)

Yoongi x Reader

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It doesn’t take a big step to cross over a fine line.

Crimson red tints your cheeks, embarrassment your shade of blush for the night as you sit on the floor with a group of friends (and a so-call friend who has just outed your crush to the entire group), playing a game of Truth and Dare that has your skin on fire at the hand of Park Jimin who decides it’s his duty as your best friend to announce the name of your crush, who also happens to be your roommate and also happens to be sitting directly beside you.

“You’re supposed to say your crush,” you snare through your teeth at the boy who sits across from you, his eyes glazed with intoxication and arched with the stupid smile that’s on his face. It’s Jimin’s turn, choosing Truth after having to lick the underside of Taehyung’s foot sprinkled with hot sauce in the last round. ‘Who’s your crush?’ was blurted out as the first instinct of any Truth or Dare player, having all eyes on him, until his words are directing everyone’s attention to you.

“I don’t have one!” he says defensively. “So, I said yours!” is his pathetic attempt at an excuse and you can’t believe what you’re hearing.

“That’s not how it works!” you respond with your jaw clenching, hands balling into fists.

“Oh, why so defensive, Y/N?” Jungkook teases, “I guess it’s true.”

“Shut up Jeon,” you shoot at him, glaring in his direction for a moment before returning your death stare to Jimin.

“Yoongi’s a cool guy! What’s so wrong about crushing on him!” Jimin is just making it worse at this point and all you wish is that your physical existence in time and space would evaporate into nothing more than particles in the atmosphere, sparing you from the embarrassment and teasing that pursues, your drunkards of friends having a little too much fun, and definitely too much to drink.

“Y/N and Yoongi sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g” is being chanted and you can’t believe your pinkened ears because you’ve defied all laws of physics and have literally just discovered time travel, being sent back to middle school where you’re surround by immature little pricks, making a big deal just because you like a boy.

“I’m going home,” you mumble, taking one last, long swig of tequila before pushing yourself off the floor and haphazardly making it to your feet, the alcohol hitting you hard once your feet are the only part of you planted on the floor after spending the better half of the night sat on your ass.

Yoongi is quick to stand, not a drop of alcohol in his system because of his car out front, and he steadies your swaying figure.

You try to pull away from him, waving him off as you (unsuccessfully) try to convince him you’ll be okay on your own, not needing this small interaction to be more ammunition for the group of idiots still sprawled out on the floor.

“I’m your ride home,” he says when you tell him to sit back down.

And the ‘Ohhh, Y/N and Yoongi are going home together’ is met with the finger as your only response before you turn on your heel and walk, or rather stumble, away.

The burning on your skin has definitely sobered you up enough to think somewhat clearly, although your body lags behind and physically you’re pretty disorientated, and the embarrassment is suffocating, especially now that you and Yoongi are alone.

He laughs it off when you profusely apologize for Jimin’s behaviour, insisting that he was too drunk to even know what was coming out of his mouth, and that his words hold no truth.

“Don’t worry about it, kid,” Yoongi says half way through the drive, probably unable to put up with the apologizes that spew from your mouth. A ruffle of your hair has your lips smacking shut, you feel like a child, especially after tonight’s events and you can feel your heart cracking into pieces as if the universe herself has taken a chisel to it, letting you know that you’re nothing more than a kid to Yoongi, someone he likes to tease and poke fun at, someone who won’t have his heart the way he does yours.

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The patterned fleece blankets and poster cluttered walls tell you you’re in your room, tucked into your own bed, where you must have spent the night, but the throbbing headache that pounds your skull from the inside out doesn’t tell you how you got here. Your memory is in shatters with edges so sharp that the only thing you can feel is splitting pain in the place of your mind; you wish you can say last night is a blur, but it’s not even that, holding no place in your recollection of yesterday and it is as non-existent as your phone seems to be at the moment. Your arms flail beneath the sheets in search of the device and you’re like a butterfly fluttering about, trying to break out of your cocoon looking for freedom, except it’s your blanket that has you trapped and you’re not nearly as graceful as nature’s bursts of colour.

Hooking your chin over the edge of the mattress, sweet victory rings in your ears in the form of muffled buzzing, paired with the dim light of an LED screen coming from beneath the thin sweatshirt you must have discarded on the floor at some point during the night. Snatching up your phone, you’re met with a number of notifications, namely from Jimin and worry sweeps across your features as your thumb sweeps across the unlock button. There are over ten messages from him, some still coming in as you pull up your conversation with him, scrolling up to where you last responded and you hope that his words will give you some insight to last night’s events because you’re blind to what happened between dinner and right now.

Jimin Park that ass [12:47pm]

Y/N

hey

im so sorry

i didn’t mean to say anything last night

i was drunk and wasn’t thinking

when am i ever thinking??

god

i feel like such a jackass

i should’ve kept my mouth shut

it wasnt my secret to tell

im sorry, i hope i didn’t fuck everything up for you

please tell me what i can do to make it up to you

i’ll do anything i swear

Insight is the opposite of what you get because these texts just make you more confused. Why is Jimin apologizing? What did he do to be sorry for? You two have been friends for so long that there’s hardly anything you can do to offend each other, or so you think.

The next message rolls in and everything is clicking, your brain moving like clockwork as everything comes back into place and your memory is clearer than day on a sunny morning.

Jimin Park that ass [12:48pm]

if you want me to talk to Yoongi and tell him i was just kidding whne i said you have a crush on him ill do it, i’ll convince him its not true

It’s as if you hadn’t even drunk last night, your memory sharper than ever with the scene replaying in your mind, the reel rewinding and playing over and over again, taunting you in your embarrassment and dread.

Yoongi knows you like him. Yoongi knows you like him. Min fuckin’ Yoongi knows that you like him.

It’s the only thought that goes through your brain, unable to process anything else because oh my god Min Yoongi knows, he knows!

You decide you’ll deal with Jimin later, suppressing all violent urges to march over to his house and ring his neck like a rag, and instead you simply hold down the power button on your phone until the device shuts down. The phone is released from your hand, landing with a loud thud on the floor, unable to care at this point and you let your eyelids flutter shut, taking a deep breath in an attempt to rid yourself of the tension that is pinching every single one of your nerve endings. Breathe in, breathe out, you tell yourself, but your body tenses and the next thing you know, you’re burying your face in a pillow to muffle the scream that you’re belting out of your lungs; your arms and legs flail around like a fish out of water and you kick your blankets about in a fit of frustration and desperation. The screaming comes to an end and you’re sure the pillow didn’t do much to conceal the sound that reverberates throughout the apartment, but you don’t really care that anyone within the vicinity of the building probably heard you because it’s only Yoongi who you’re self-conscious around and after the whole secretly crushing on him, then not so secretly crushing on him, nothing else really matters.

Laying in bed aimlessly screaming into the void won’t do anything to help your case, so you decide to bite the bullet, face Yoongi once and for all because you’re going to have to eventually, you can’t live your life hiding from your roommate. And who knows, maybe he doesn’t even remember the conversation, or rather, Jimin spewing unfiltered words to no one in particular. Who are you kidding? Of course he remembers. He wasn’t drunk and he isn’t dumb. He knows the truth and there’s nothing you can do to change that.

Creeping out of your room like a burglar in your own home, you keep on your toes, listening for any signs of Yoongi, trying to locate him before making any rash decisions. Biting the bullet quickly turns into trying your best to stay out of sight as you peep down the hall to see his bedroom door is left half open, the way he has it when he’s not inside and you mentally cross off his room from the list in your head of places to avoid. Your eyes travel to the bathroom, but the light is off and there’s no running water to be heard; bathroom: clear. The tension rises as you move further down the hall, sneaking towards the common living space where he’s most likely to be if not in his room, and you can hear your heartbeat pounding in your own ears, the reality of all of this crashing down as you think of what you’ll possibly say to him when you see him. ‘Sorry’? Or maybe ‘Haha fooled you’. Or even better, you won’t say a word, the both of you pretending nothing happened as you slowly drift apart until the inevitable day comes when you no longer speak, and you are freed from the lease of the apartment and you can move to the other side of the world where you won’t need to worry anymore.

The creaking floorboard beneath your foot brings your attention back to the task at hand and you freeze in your spot, hoping you haven’t been caught. There’s no call of your name or wary ‘who’s there’, and now that you think about it, there’s no other sound other than your shallow breathes and you realize that it’s much too quiet for Yoongi to even be home. This gives you the courage to move faster as you poke your head into the living room, finding the TV off and the couch untouched; whipping your attention to the kitchen, the only sign of life even passing through the space is a coffee mug left on the counter. You visibly relax when the still room confirms Yoongi is no where to be found and your stiff muscles are loosening in relief; at least this will buy you some time to figure out what you can possibly do to remedy the situation.

Your steps are less calculated and your demeanor less apprehensive; you can finally walk through your home as if you own the place, because well, you do. The fridge is where you head to first, grabbing a glass of water to cure the dehydration you’re sure is plaguing your body from the amount of alcohol consumed the night before. Next on your To-Do list is shower, you just want to wash away the filth you feel from last night and you hope that the mess that clouds your mind will be able to rise with the steam, clearing your head so you can spend a moment in peace.

Your moment of peace doesn’t last long once you’ve wiped away the fog from the mirror and you’re returning to your room to throw on an oversized sweater. It’s when you’re already one step from the kitchen that you hear keys jingle at the door, the lock clicks and panic crawls your skin; you’re trapped like a deer frozen in headlights and maybe if you run you can make it back to your room before he steps inside, but your brain and body forget how to function and you’ve gone from a deer in highlights to a deer plucked right out of its habitat because acting natural is the last thing you’re doing right now.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow when he catches you scampering around like you’ve been caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing and a forced smile is all you can muster in return.

“Um, hi?” he says once he’s stepped into the apartment, throwing his keys aside and toeing his shoes off.

He has a plastic bag in his hand but you can hardly pay attention to that because you’re dumbstruck by his simple attire of black jeans and a plain white tee, the clothing adorning his body in a way that makes him look like he just walked out of a magazine and you can’t help but let your eyes linger on his collar bones that poke out from his loose shirt. Your gaze continues to trace his every feature, working your way up to take note of the cap you bought him last Christmas that has his dark hair pushed back, allowing his brows that are normally hidden behind bangs to nicely frame his face. It’s like you’re in a trance until the naturally pouted lips that have you completely captivated are moving to form words that you don’t quite catch and you shake yourself out of the daze to focus on what he has to say.

“You okay there?” Yoongi asks with the slightest hint of amusement hidden in the arch of his brow.

“I- uh, yeah,” you manage to say, still not completely back to your senses.

“Are you sure? Because you were staring,” he casually mentions as he strolls into the kitchen and places the bag down on the counter.

“No I wasn’t,” you say back too quickly and you mentally slap yourself.

“A little shy, aren’t we?” His tone makes him seem cocky and the lop-sided smile makes it even more so.

Your at a loss for words because although Yoongi’s smugness hardly ever comes as a surprise to you, it has never been aimed directly at you and your mind is in a frenzy as you try to comprehend what’s happening.

“It’s alright,” Yoongi begins when you leave him without a response, “it’s normal to get shy around your crush.” He finishes his sentence with a wink that leaves you gawking at him because never would you have expected Yoongi to be so bold in his actions, playing with your feelings so thoughtlessly.

“Since when were you a douche bag?” is the first sentence you’re able to form since Yoongi stepped through the door, and it’s a damn good one because what has gotten into Yoongi? You’d expect this behaviour from other members of the male species, but not from Yoongi; he’s a close friend, close enough to know which lines not to cross and which buttons not to push. But today something seems to be malfunctioning and you think you need to hire a repair man to fix your friend or maybe you can just get a new one all together.

“Aw, Y/N, I’m just teasing, there’s no need to get upset.”

His words only infuriate you further and you channel all of your anger into your clenched fists, clamping your lips shut to keep you from lashing back and you decide to be the bigger person as you turn on your heel and storm off towards your bedroom.

You don’t make it over the threshold in time to relax and Yoongi is just half a step behind you, calling out to you as you rush through the doorway.

Spinning around to face him, you can’t keep your cool any longer. “Leave me alone, I hate you!” you blurt out, childlike in your manner as you attempt to slam the door shut almost as if you’re a kid all over again and you’re throwing a fit over some silly mishap.

But Yoongi’s reflexes are fast and his hand shoots up in time to halt the door in its tracks, pushing it back open to be face to face with you.

“There’s a thin line between hate and love, darling,” he remarks with a voice as soft as velvet, the words rolling off his tongue so smoothly. You catch the corner of his mouth twitching up into a smirk before he leans in close, bringing his lips to your ear to say his next words. “And there’s a thin wall between our rooms.”

You can feel your face drain of all colour at the insinuation while simultaneously setting your skin on fire in utter embarrassment and it feels as if your flesh is wax melting off onto the floorboards, seeping into the cracks how you wish you could. The smugness is thick in his voice and it’s clear that he means exactly what you think; your little secret isn’t so secret anymore.

He pulls away just enough to look you in the eyes, his gaze intimidating but captivating all at once and you can’t bring yourself to look away. “You really thought I didn’t know? Every little sound, every moan, every time you called out my name – I heard it all, Y/N. It was torture sitting there in my room listening to you touch yourself when it could’ve been me touching you instead.” He pauses, his eyes darkening at his next words. “Tell me, how many fingers did you have inside of you when you were imagining it was me?”

You’re at a loss for words, but what Yoongi has in mind doesn’t need any because instead of saying anymore, he’s leaning down low and tilting your chin up, capturing your lips in a kiss that you’ve only ever had in your dreams. Everything stops and you feel like a cliché in a teenage movie; you’re frozen in time and space and the only thing that matters is here and now, you and Yoongi. It takes a moment for you to come back to your senses, realizing that this is actually happening, Yoongi is kissing you right now and you should probably kiss him back.

Snaking your arms around his neck for leverage, Yoongi groans into your mouth when you pull yourself closer to deepen the kiss and his hands automatically find their way around your waist to hold you flush against his body. Eagerness has your lips parting and Yoongi doesn’t hesitate to let his tongue slip into your mouth, greedy to get a better taste of you and it’s messy and rushed but perfect in every way. Somehow his hat is on the floor and your fingers thread through his hair, his own fingers finding their way to the hem of your sweater to get under the material; his hands are cold against your flushed skin, heightening the sensation of each of his movements as he rubs and squeezes at your flesh, working his way to your ass.  His firm hand massages your bottom and you’re breaking the kiss to moan out in pleasure, your hips buck forward and you begin to grind on the bulge forming in his pants.

The sounds are like music to his ears, not muffled behind closed doors and drywall, but loud and clear as you whimper at his every touch and Yoongi thinks he can get used to this. He’s quick to pepper kisses along your neck, biting and gnawing in all the right places, anything to hear you whimpering and with every moan all that goes through his mind is ‘mine, mine, mine’. He wonders what other noises he can get you make and he’s greedy to find out as soon as possible, hooking his fingers under your sweater to pull the fleece over your head.

Yoongi sucks in a sharp breath when he realizes you’re not wearing a bra beneath the fabric and he stares at you almost in disbelief. “You’ll be the death of me,” Yoongi breathes out, his eyes raking over every curve of your body until a flash of darkness crosses over them and they glaze over in desire.  It feels like an eternity with the way he’s looking at you, admiring you, before he’s attacking your lips, hungry for more and he takes a step forward, the two of you stumbling to the other side of the room. This kiss doesn’t last as long because you’re just as impatient as Yoongi and your roaming hands find their way to the hem of his shirt just as the back of your legs come in contact with the mattress and your knees buckle to fall back on the cushion. The eagerness has Yoongi practically ripping the shirt off of his own back before he climbs up on the bed, crawling on top of you as you pull yourself up the length of the bed. Lips lock and you’re chest to chest, skin to skin to finally feel Yoongi against you, touching you in ways you’ve only ever imagined.

Yearning for more, you’re no longer in control of your body when your hips begin to move against his, looking for any kind of relief from the aching desire deep within your core. The dry humping is short lived when Yoongi’s grip is pinning your hips to the mattress and his lips break away from yours to trail down your jaw, neck, and chest; licking and sucking every part of your exposed skin. The hand on your hip doesn’t hesitate to find its way to your panty clad cunt, and your mind almost goes blank when Yoongi’s thumb begins to massage your clit through the fabric. You’ve long ago soaked through the material and Yoongi can’t hide his satisfaction that has a hum leaving his lips once he’s face to face with the cotton that clings to your folds with your arousal.

“Yoongiiiiii,” you whine out in the way you’ve done so many nights before.

His eyes flash up at you and you can see the way he’s riled up, desire flaring in his irises. “Say it again,” he says almost as a demand with his voice lowering and you don’t hesitate to whimper out his name when he’s puts more pressure on your clit, rubbing harsh circles into the bundle of nerves.

‘Yoongi, Yoongi, Yoongi,’ escapes your lips in between heavy breaths and the sound alone has him worked up almost as much as you although you’ve yet to lay a finger on him. Yoongi’s patience wears thinner and thinner with each moan of his name until it’s non-existent and he rids you of your panties in seconds, finally getting a look at your bare body in all its glory.

A single finger slides up your slit, collecting the juices that are already leaking out and all you want to do is shy away when Yoongi puts the digit in his mouth to get a taste, but his grip on your thigh keeps your legs open and exposed for him. He sucks it clean as if your arousal is the most delicious thing he has ever had the pleasure to taste on his tongue and the sight sends shivers down your spine; a lick of his lips and a flash of a smirk are the last things you see before his face is buried between your legs and you feel as if every tension in your body is being released. You gasp out at the sudden sensation of Yoongi’s mouth on your folds and your eyes screw shut while your fingers get tangled in his hair. He runs his tongue up and down your slit, getting lost in the taste until he stops at your clit, licking and sucking in a way that has you mewling beneath him. His fingers find their way to your entrance and there’s no more time for teasing because he pushes two in without warning and the stretch feels so good you’re tugging at Yoongi’s hair, pulling him closer if that’s even possible, before grinding into his face. This has him growling against you and the vibration mixed with the quick thrusting of his fingers almost has you losing it.

With a cry of his name, you’re clenching around nothing when he pulls his fingers out from your walls; his jaw slackens and tongue flattens, and he lets you ride out your high on his face, drowning him in your cum that he’s eager to lick up.

Exhaustion washes over you almost as hard as your orgasm did and you release your hold on Yoongi, your body going limp as your bones and muscles feel as if they are melting into the mattress. You fight off the forces that anchor your body, that’s more Jell-O than human, to the bed just enough to lift your head and find Yoongi peeking up at you. His rounded eyes make him look cute despite the aftermath of your climax smeared across his face and he looks so innocent it’s almost deceiving. Yoongi keeps his curious gaze locked on yours as he leans down and licks one big swipe up your slit, mischievousness creeping its way onto his face as you wriggle around at the uncomfortable sensation of overstimulation.

“Yoongi, stoppppp,” you playfully whine, dragging out the syllables as he continues with kitten licks in between his lighthearted laughter. Your legs lock around his head in hopes of hampering his movement, but his fingertips poking at your sides in light tickles have you loosening your grip enough for him to move.

“I’m not done with you yet, sweetheart,” he says, his voice losing all playfulness and going back to gruff and husky with an undertone of lust.

Yoongi sits up on his knees, lifting your legs with him and your ankles lock behind his neck as he manages to maneuver out of his pants.

Your mouth goes dry at the sight of his cock, hard and leaking, desperate for attention that you’ll very gladly give it. He takes his member in his hand and you swallow hard as he slowly pumps it, watching as the bead of pre-cum drips from the tip and his thumb rolls it over his head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll let you have a taste later,” Yoongi says smugly, and you have to forcefully break your stare away from his dick to meet his eyes. You’re all but drooling and with the way he stares at you with a cocky smirk pulling at his lips, you know your every thought is written across your face.

Having enough of the chit chat, Yoongi leans in closer with you legs still in the air, practically folding you in half, and if you knew you’d be testing your flexibility today, you definitely would have stretched before hand. Your legs rest on his shoulders and he groans in approval when he sees your cunt glistening for him once more; it’s not surprising that you’re wet already with all the filthy thoughts of his cock going straight to your core.

Yoongi’s breath comes out heavy when finally there’s contact between his tense member and your slick folds and he can no longer restrain himself, positioning his head at your entrance and giving you a moment’s notice before he’s slamming into you. It’s as if the wind has been knocked out of you and you grasp at the sheets to ground yourself because if you thought the stretch of his fingers was otherworldly, this sends you traveling through space and time to another dimension. There’s no holding back the cries of pleasure that pour from your lips when he begins to thrust and you yell out his name in ways you only wished you could every time you were tucked away between closed doors, fingers buried within yourself, calling out to him in a soundless whimper. But there’s no holding back for you or Yoongi, moaning out his name relentlessly as he responds in the form of grunts each time his hips collide with your skin, pounding into you like he’s a starved man and you’re his saving grace.

Your second orgasm comes as a tsunami, as if the ocean floor is cracking open and unleashing the sheer force of the natural disaster in the form of unmeasurable bliss. The sun and moon play tug of war with every gravitational pull and waves of pleasure surge through your body with each roll of his hips, leaving you to float off into oblivion as Yoongi chases his own high that has long pushed him over the edge, hardly grasping at reality when his seed fills you and slick, lewd sounds mix in between heavy breathes and uncontrolled moans.

Exhaustion hits you hard once the adrenaline dies down and Yoongi is practically dead weight curled around your body in a way that conveys so much innocence that it’s almost unbelievable that this is the same man that a few moments earlier was balls deep within you. His head rests on your breasts and the warm air that leaves his lips with each breath tickles your skin; the arm that is strewn carelessly across your hips tightens around you and you peer down to find Yoongi staring up at you.

“How long?” he asks after a moment of silently gazing at each other.

Your question of ‘how long what?’ is heard unsaid and he’s replying instantly.

“How long since you started touching yourself to the thought of me?”

The words sound vulgar now that your body has drained of all arousal and you’re returning to the shy mess you were earlier.

“Mmm,” you ponder for a moment with your lips pressed together; there’s really nothing to lose at this point. “A few months probably? Maybe more?” you say unsurely, but you’re not unsure at all, you remember very vividly when this began and you could tell him an exact date if he asked. “It was that day I accidentally… walked in on you naked.”

Except you didn’t really walk in on him, you more of ripped the sheets off of his bare body after barging into the room.

8:36. Shit. You slept through your alarms (stress on the ‘s’ because you set approximately 6 different alarms to avoid this exact situation). You bolt up from your bed that’s still scattered with notes from your late-night study session and flail around the room in a panic trying to collect your books and yourself. 8:41. You’ve managed to get semi-clean clothes on your body and a toothbrush in your mouth. Your school bag is slung over your shoulder and you burst into Yoongi’s room without a second thought. It’s a 10 minute drive to campus, Yoongi will take 6 minutes to get out of bed and make sense of your uncoherent squabbling, 1 minute for the elevator to get you to the garage where his car is parked; leaving you with 2 minutes to spare before exam papers are slapped down on your desk and the ‘no talking or you get a zero’ rule is implemented.

Still running numbers through your head, you frantically call out to Yoongi who is sound asleep while reaching for the blanket that has him tucked in. Your hand balls around the fabric and you tear it away from his sleeping form in one swift movement. One second you’re trying to figure out if you’ll make it to school in time to write your exam and the next, you’re staring point-blank at Yoongi’s erect cock.

Morning wood is no where close to being a new concept to you, it’s an odd, but natural occurrence that you came to terms with at some point between middle school and high school when you woke up next to your best friend, accusing him of being a pervert. But here and now? It’s a completely different situation. Yoongi, not only your roommate but also your long-term crush, can get you hot and bothered by just coming home sweaty after a workout. You’ve been able to suppress all the dirty thoughts that creep into your mind late at night, but naked Yoongi in your imagination is nothing close to naked Yoongi in real life. As much as you wish you could stand there and admire him in all his glory, the sight leaves you flustered, blushing violently when Yoongi startles awake and you apologize profusely, not looking back as you run out of the room.

You take an Uber to school and barely manage to make it through your exam without the image of Yoongi popping up in your mind every other question. You take the long way home, getting off the bus a few stops early to aimlessly walk through the park, stopping to buy coffee from the cozy shop on the corner, only returning home once you’re sure Yoongi is not there. That night, when the naughty images seep into your thoughts, you don’t have the willpower to deny it any longer and Yoongi’s name slips from your lips when your fingers slip into your walls.

“So I could’ve been listening to you moan my name for months?” Yoongi questions, shock and disappointment crossing his features all at once. “And here I thought I stumbled across a gold mine a few weeks ago when I heard you through the walls.”

Neither of you say anymore and the room falls silent save for the shallow breaths that have your chests rising and falling in sync. Yoongi stays wrapped around you and you begin to feel sleep heavy on your eyelids until he’s speaking again.

“How long?” he questions once again and confusion crosses your features because didn’t you just answer that question? “How long have you had this crush?” he clarifies.

This question, you’re not so quick to answer, feeling embarrassed and shy that he’s even bringing it up. It somehow feels more intimate than the last question and you weren’t planning to confess to him like this (you weren’t planning to confess to him at all if you’re being honest). It seems silly that your skin still flushes under the weight of his gaze after everything that just happened, but you can’t help it and you avert your eyes trying to collect your thoughts.

“I don’t know,” you mumble after a moment, needing to give him some sort of answer even if it’s inadequate and you’re positive he can hear the way your heart races in your chest, fluttering away with nerves and timidity.

Yoongi is perceptive and your silence on the matter is a clear indicator that this crush has been going on longer than you care to admit, not to mention the way your heart pounds beneath where his head rests, sounding like there’s a marching band making its rounds in your rib cage.

“Don’t tell me that not only could I have been listening to you moan out my name for months, but I also could’ve been dating you for months?” The question is rhetorical with the revelation of your well-kept secret and instantly, implications of his words have you dizzy with a million thoughts whirling around in your mind.

Before you can get any words out to ask for clarification, frantically searching your brain that’s a muddled mess for a coherent sentence, there’s a loud knock at the front door and you instantly freeze, the sudden intrusion startling you. Yoongi is thinking on the same wavelength as you when he stills, as if the slightest movement will tip off whoever’s at the door that you two are indeed home. The knocking persists and despite the blush that seems to permanently paint your skin pink, there is nothing in this world that can bring you to leave Yoongi’s arms.

‘Y/N!’ you hear being called and you groan for what feels like an eternity before reaching for Yoongi’s wrist to remove his arm from your waist.

Yoongi only resists, tightening his hold on you, “can’t we just pretend we’re not home?”

‘Y/N, open the door!’ Your best friend’s voice travels through the walls in between the pounding of his fist on the wood and you sincerely wish it was that simple.

“This is Jimin we’re talking about, he’s not going to leave,” you inform Yoongi, knowing your friend all too well.

“It’s not like he’ll know that we’re here,” Yoongi counters, trying to find anyway to convince you to stay here wrapped up in your own little world where you and he are the only thing that matters.

‘I know you’re in there! Y/N, please!’

You look at Yoongi pointedly, “I’m only ever at home or at his place, there’s no getting out of this.” And although you’ve made your point, you’re reluctant to leave the arms that you’ve spent countless hours day dreaming about.

“Okay, how about you get rid of him, and I draw us a bath?” he proposes with a soft smile finding its way to his lips.

They way he says ‘us’ has your heart going through another frenzied fit of fluttering and Yoongi chuckles at your reaction that you don’t even bother to hide. You squeak out a small ‘okay’ and the smile he gives you in return is breathtaking, heartwarming in the way his pearly whites and pink gums show nothing but pure joy.

Yoongi shifts to press the softest of kisses to the skin between your breasts and untangles his limbs from yours, “see you soon, doll face.”

He’s already on his feet, strolling out the door before he can witness the way you squirm in the sheets and if he wasn’t on the other side of a piece of drywall, you’d be squealing into a pillow in delight, feeling like you’re dancing on the clouds with the world at your feet.

Jimin all but drops to his knees when you swing the door open, begging for forgiveness as he apologizes over and over for his big mouth that causes nothing but trouble. You have to laugh at that because his big mouth has done quite the opposite this time around and you tell him you’re not mad, trying to convince him that you truly mean it and you usher him back out the door as you let him know you have something to tell him later. With a quick hug, you’re closing the door, a small ‘thank you’ slipping from your lips, leaving him to stare at you in confusion for the split second before the door clicks shut and you’re turning around to run back to Yoongi.

The small space is filled with steam and Yoongi greets you from the tub, already submerged in the hot water with bubbles foaming around his body. A smile breaks across his face when you enter the room and he holds out a hand, waiting for you to join him as you rid yourself of the sweater you threw on to answer the door. You take his hand and step into the tub, settling between his legs as warmth envelopes your body in the form of limbs and water and everything good.

Bubbles tickle your toes and it feels as if you’re melting in delight; your back is to Yoongi’s chest, your head lolled back to rest on his shoulder and he nuzzles your neck, peppering your skin with featherlight kisses. It’s all so surreal and if someone had told you yesterday that you’d be taking part in such affectionate activities with Yoongi, you would’ve laughed in their face at the absurdity. But as dreamlike as it may seem, the arms wound tightly around your waist are too secure to be an illusion wrapped up in your subconscious and the lips on your neck, the nibbles on your ear are too gentle, too soft, too wonderous and unimaginable to be something conceived within the confinements of your own mind. You’re living out your every dream and with the way Yoongi silently hums in content as he holds you close, tracing your skin, he’s living out his too.

[ariesbilly]

Oops typo sorry! I was asking WHY you got the idea that Billy and Jonathan would hate each other 😅😂

billy and jonathan, in their own different ways, hate everybody. jonathans got this pretentiousness about him (and dont nobody come over here talking shit cuz i love my boy jonathan and im not gonna tolerate the slander) and billy of course thinks his shit dont stink so naturally, theyre gonna clash.

and jonathans not one to provoke a situation so you know billys gonna be poking and prodding at him for being a weirdo and a quiet loner kid. im sure he’d have something to say about the whole nancy/steve situation just to bust everyones balls. and billy being billy will inevitably hit some nerve that will cause jonathan to snap and they get into it. steves gotta pull them apart. nancys probably more annoyed than anything at this macho pissing contest going on. 

any time jonathan and billy are in a room together theyre throwing digs at each other. this is the quality content s3 should be giving me honestly

[xanaxtheclown]

Rules: Answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people

i made @coffeeandcabeswater​ tag me in this hope you enjoy 

also realise some of these replies sound like they came from an 8 ball so you’re welcome

— What was your last…

1. Drink: water 

2. Phone call: dont call people but i face timed my mum and dad

3. Text message: Now? x (confirming said face time with my mum)

4. Song you listened to: just a stranger by kali uchis feat steve lacy 

5.Time you cried: not for a while so i can’t actually remember 

— Have you ever…

6. Dated someone twice: nope

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: dont think so

8. Been cheated on: cant be cheated on if you dont date my guy

9. Lost someone special: yes

10. Been depressed: oh all the time 

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: unfortunately

— Fave colours

12. navy blue

13. burgundy

14. gold 

— In the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: yep

16. Fallen out of love: something like that 

17. Laughed until you cried: i think so

18. Found out someone was talking about you: its the teenage experience

19. Met someone who changed you: most of the important people in my life have changed me for the good so yes

20. Found out who your friends are: kind of but i run a tight ship anyway

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook friends list: yep

— General

22. How many your Facebook friends do you know irl: all of them apart from randoms i met drunk

24. Do you want to change your name: not at all i like my first name

25. What did you do for your last birthday: had a house party with friends from back home 

26. What time did you wake up today: 1 cause my sleep schedule is terrible

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: not to be boring but probably revision

28. What is something you can’t wait for: just finishing my exams which will be on the 9th may 

29. What is your favourite animal: im gonna say dogs as i own two and am therefore biased

30. What are you listening to right now: say you love me by nakala

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: well i work with one lmao

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: working myself up about my exam tomorrow 

33. Most visited website: tumblr or youtube i guess

34. Hair colour: dark brown/auburn its been dyed a few times

35. Long or short hair: very long as im growing it out

36. Do you have a crush on someone: um whos asking

37. What do you like about yourself: i want to say im compassionate

38. Want any piercings: some more in my ear maybe a cartilage piercing 

39. Blood type: A+ 

40. Nicknames: millie or mills sometimes em

41. Relationship status: single

42. Sign: cancer 

43. Pronouns: she/her

44. Fave tv show: i dont watch many but maybe sense8

45. Tattoos: nope

46. Right or left handed: right

47. Ever had surgery: hand surgery a month ago 

48. Piercings: just one piercing in each ear 

49. Sport: yeah i dont fuck with that sorry

50. Vacation: maybe japan?

51. Trainers: i usually wear old skool vans or scuffed adidas trainers its a look

— More General

52. Eating: chocolate cause im stress eating

53. Drinking: still water 

54. I’m about watch: whatevers in my subscriptions

55. Waiting for: this academic year to finally end

56. Want: to work on my mental health 

57. Get married: i think so

58. Career: i couldnt say to be honest perhaps an author 

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: im indifferent 

60. Lips or eyes: you know what both

61. Taller or shorter: probably shorter im 5′8

62. Older or younger: i think older but im not bothered

63. Nice arms or stomach: arms

64. Hookups or relationships: relationship

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant? troublemaker if prompted

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: no

67. Drank hard liquor: yikes lol

68. Turned someone down: yeah

69. Sex on first date: unlikely but if the situation arises 

70. Broken someone’s heart: probably not

71. Had your heart broken: no

72. Been arrested: not yet 

73. Cried when someone died: yes

74. Fallen for a friend: im gay so inevitably

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: hey im trying 

76. Miracles: dont think so

77. Love at first sight: i think you can be infatuated with someone at first sight but im a realist so yeah

78. Santa Claus: im 19 its just not realistic

79. Angels: perhaps

— Misc

80. Eye colour: light green

81. Best friend’s name: hannah lydia and alanna to name a few

82. Favourite movie: i flit through them a lot and will probably kick myself later but atomic blonde because i like charlize theron and the 80s

83. Favourite actor: john boyega probably

84. Favourite cartoon: its an anime but i do enjoy some sailor moon

85. Favourite teacher’s name: im in uni and i barely show up to class so like

[daydr-eam]

“should we know us a little better” tag 📜

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people maaaan this is long

tagged by @shownud (jasdbasd thanks gurl ilu 🌺🌼💕🌷)

THE LAST:

1. Drink: monsta 

2. Phone call: my friend

3. Text message: "why are you taking the birds??”

4. Song you listened to: married to the music - shinee

5. Time you cried: this is embarrassing but last night a tear fell out of my eye as i was looking at kihyun pics

6. Dated someone twice: no

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yes

8. Been cheated on: no

9. Lost someone special: i guess

10. Been depressed: yes

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: do not...... eat oreos...... after getting very drunk (you will throw up blackness)

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: green, blue, pink

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: yes everyone on tumblr 🌷💕

16. Fallen out of love: i doubt it

17. Laughed until you cried: most likely

18. Found out someone was talking about you: yes

19. Met someone who changed you: @moonbebe (for the worse probably)

20. Found out who your friends are: idk dude

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: fml

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: almost all of them

23. Do you have any pets: i have leo my kit, i have rosie my doog, i have mango and peach my boods and i have a fat fish named oscar

24. Do you want to change your name: yeah kind of, i hate my name for some reason

25. What did you do for your last Birthday: probably sat in my room alone playing ps1 i usually do that

26. What time did you wake up: like 1:30pm lol rop

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: i’m pretty sure i was making thos bomb ass gifsets

28. Name something you can’t wait for: me and kihyuns inevitable wedding

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: about 2 months ago

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: ill be typing forever ha

31. What are you listening right now: love sick by shinee 🌈 (you can tell what album im listening to during this lfmao)

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes???

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: ppl who think veganism is wrong (lmgao die??)

34. Most visited Website: probably tumblr lolol or youtube

35. Mole/s: one on each side of my face, a few on each arm, and one big boi on the side of my left leg... and one next to my left nip lol (its cute)

36. Mark/s: i think the most interesting is the scar in my eyebrow????? i like to tell ppl this story because a lot of people assume i just cut my brow like that to look edgy (like no binch i am edgy naturally).. basically when i was a small child i was in me and my brothers bomb ass games room and i tripped over the nintendo controller cord he was holding, and my face fell onto plastic train tracks on the ground and it cut my eyebrow in half

37. Childhood dream: idk?? probably wanted to be a vet or some shit

38. Hair color: brown

39. Long or short hair: its like medium length now 

40. Do you have a crush on someone: k-kihyun

41. What do you like about yourself: my eyebrows are nice??? thats about it

42. Piercings: both ears are stretched, and then i have a conch in my right ear (i used to have more but i fucked up)

43. Bloodtype: O+ lol im a basic bitch

44. Nickname: idk but @moonbebe calls me ashl

45. Relationship status: kihyun

46. Zodiac: saggittarius (and so is my boi)

47. Pronouns: she & her

48. Favorite TV Show: dragon ball z 

49. Tattoos: nope but i want some

50. Right or left hand: right

51. Surgery: nope

52. Piercing: yeah wtf this already got answered

53. Sport: no thanks no thanks

55. Vacation: is this asking me if im on one or if ive been on one or if im going on one or ????? 

56. Pair of trainers: are trainers sporty shoes? idk

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: no im not eating rn???? what is this q

58. Drinking: no???

59. I’m about to: eat soup and watch the next 2 episodes of lookout (kashdhasdsafd my boi kibum)

61. Waiting for: death

62. Want: death

63. Get married: yes me and kihyun have decided yes

64. Career: death

WHICH IS BETTER?:

65. Hugs or kisses: kisses pls kihyun

66. Lips or eyes: eyes probably but idk both good

67. Shorter or taller: taller (please im an amazon woman)

68. Older or younger: older i guess

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: stomach and by stomach i mean a pudgy cute lil tum!!!!

71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive but a balance of both is nice

72. Hook up or relationship: relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: i like me a bad boi but i also like me a good boi so???

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: no

75. Drank hard liquor: idk what this is but maybe

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: no

77. Turned someone down: yes eek

78. Sex in the first date: no

79. Broken someones heart: yes lmao hahhaha

80. Had your heart broken: i guess but teen years dont count anymore

81. Been arrested: no

82. Cried when someone died: yes

83. Fallen for a friend: no

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: no

85. Miracles: no

86. Love at first sight: no

87. Santa Claus: no

88. Kiss in the first date: if its kihyun

89. Angels: no (wow i really am a skeptic)

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: elou

91. Eyecolor: light brown (it looks gold in some lights)

92. Favorite movie: look idk this is a hard one

ok done!!! that was a long one but it was fun!! so i understand if you don’t wanna do this, but i’m gonna tag @moonbebe @limechangkyun (focus on ur exams bith) @chaerismatic @kihyunswife @wonhosflower @m0nst4x @supersaiyum @smol-kihyuns @ukihyunnie @c-kyunjpg @amorjeon @kihynh @baeker @jiminieji 🌼🌷🌹🌻

sorry if i’m like always tagging the same ppl?????? so i tagged a few newer mutuals 💜💜💜

ignore this if you dont wanna do it !!!!!