#it was bad with my cat back in december ofc

[landitolover]

𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, in which lando and his fiancée joke about having kids (cats), but they randomly just drop an actual pregnancy announcement! ౨ৎ lando x mexican!fiancée!reader

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yourusername que feo

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user get this girl a kid for christmas!

→ landonorris 😉😉

→ user bitch WHAT

→ user plot twist he gives her an actual kid instead 🤷‍♀️

→ user OH NAAH..😭

user QUE PRECIOSA

user are u guys still trying for a baby

→ yourusername yes i rlly want a kitten for Christmas landonorris

→ landonorris yeah and i want a hippopotamus for christmas

→ user okkk xmas king ‼️‼️

user i love u queen 🙏🏼 and your lil white boy 🫶🏼

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user jump-scare warning for the 1st pic yn

→ yourusername LMFAOO

→ landonorris babe you’re supposed to defend me

→ yourusername lo siento 😞

carlossainz55 por fin, un caption que es la verdad 😂

→ yourusername yo solo digo la verdad 😇

→ landonorris stop shit talking me guys!!!!

→ carlossainz55 pobrecito 😪

→ yourusername no, you THREW ME IN THE SNOW

landonorris SOOO HERMOSA 🤩

landonorris i don’t regret the last slide.

→ yourusername i see how it is.. calling off the marriage rn

→ landonorris BABY I WAS KIDDING I FELT REALLY BAD

→ user smh i’m already a child of divorce 😞

lilymhe 😍😍 become a runaway bride for me

→ yourusername ofc baby

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yourusername when he hangs out with the opposition… he’s cute though, I guess?

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user the opps 😒😒😷😷

user WHERES RHE CAT CAFE LOCATED QUEEN

→ yourusername tiki’s cat cafe in mexico city x

user my babygirl perfect angel pink princess bubblegum honey sweetheart sunshine shmuckums

→ landonorris that’s actually what i call her every morning

→ alex_albon good morning baby

user shes so gorgeous I just died dead

yourmom que preciosa mija ❤️❤️

→ yourusername te amo mami !!

landonorris DIOSA 😍😍😍

→ yourusername okkk mexican king 🤩🤩 !!

landonorris mi chula novia 👰‍♀️

→ yourusername 💕

maxfewtrell no

→ yourusername who r u

→ maxfewtrell fuck off

→ landnorris erm actually 🤓 don’t talk to my fiancée like that

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landonorris we found a cat in our chair after we finished swimming, welcome to the family zanahoria 🥕 (this is her only Christmas present)

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user OMG 😊😊 THEY HAVE A KID!!

user she’s so pretty

user LANDO U ARE THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE.

→ landonorris i know 😌

user UGHHHH IM SOBBING

user real baby next xx

→ user NOO GET OUTT 😭😭

user katnapped ❓

lilymhe she looks absolutely beautiful! uhm- and you’re there..

yourusername MY ONLY PRESENT?? YOU KIDNAPPED THE CAT

→ landonorris it was stray

→ yourusername u right.. i still deserve christmas gifts

→ landonorris i’m broke

→ yourusername …….🌝

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yourusername life update: back in my hometown, lando brought the helmet he quite literally dnfed in (🌝🌝), and my mom won’t stop showing him my baby pics. p.s. flo, can you please send me lando’s baby pics so he can stfu xx

December 21st, 2023

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user tbf the helmet is rlly nice

→ user his rep era 😢 gone too soon

user WAAAHHHH

user best couple ever idc

user she was such a cute baby 🥹

→ user imagine their kids 😭😭

landonorris flo please don’t send her my baby pics

→ yourusername too late baby xx

landonorris wow u are so cool!!!! i am your biggest fan 🤩🤩

→ yourusername I’M (getting) MARRIED!!!!!!😡😡😡

→ landonorris he doesn’t have to know…😉😉

alex_albon u look disappointed in the first pic

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landonorris she isn’t dead!!

january 4th, 2024

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user YN 😭😭😭 its been a year daddy

user i missed them so bad

user dont talk to me im sobbing

user SHES ALIVE!! AND HEALTHY!!!

yourusername 😇😇❤️❤️

alex_albon is your cat studious

→ landonorris duh, just like his dad 😉

→ alex_albon didn’t u like… not go to high school?

→ landonorris i can still be studious, mate!!!!

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yourusername and it’s all just too much for little lando norris… surprise!! i am pregnant ❓(have been for like 3 months now)

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user OH MY GOD. THEYRE HAVING A KID????

user i am hyperventilating shut up

user LMFAOO THE 2ND PIC

user what about us….. your og children ☹️☹️

→ yourusername don’t worry 💕 you guys are the og!!!

user whats it finna play.. WOAAAHHH

user im throwing up i. Jsut fell on the floor

landonorris te amo mucho mi vida ☀️🤍🫶🏼

→ yourusername i love you more 🫶🏼🧡

lilymhe CONGRATS BABY 🎉🎉

→ yourusername thank you 💙💙💙

carlossainz55 i guess he isn’t so little after all? 😂

→ yourusername LMFAO CARLOS 😭😭

oscarpiastri is he crying over your cravings? cause they’re horrendous

→ landonorris yeah i am, but anything for my girl

→ yourusername STOP 🥹🥹

→ oscarpiastri ew don’t get all corny on me

yourmom por fin!!!

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landonorris daddy norris 🔜

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user THE CAPTION? 💀

user i am so unbelievably happy for them

user mama y papa 💞💞💞

user who CHEERED

user omg she can’t have sushi until after the baby 😭😭

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user so i guess they were trying for an actual baby 😃

maxfewtrell mate get out with that caption

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→ maxfewtrell woah, you’re a soon-to-be-married man

→ landonorris 😐😐

yourusername 🔜

mclaren congratulations you two 🧡

→ landonorris thank you 🧡 (give me a life time contract??)

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danielricciardo let me be the godfather (congrats mate 😁)

→ landonorris yourusername opinions?

→ yourusername uhmmmmmm

→ carlossainz55 let ME be the godfather

→ yourusername no güey

→ oscarpiastri pick me, choose me

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lnfour the soon to be better norris-l/n 💚

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౨ৎ hi guyyysss 🤍🤍 sorry for not posting, i just didn’t have any motivation :,) but hopefully my motivation will come back though xx also i will prolly start writing part two of ‘say don’t go’ 🫶🏼

[hyunsvngs]

Hey juno!! Sorry I never talk on here (I'm very shy lol) but i am having thoughts. and I'm beginning to go feral AKDHDJ

Okay okay so I imagine this with Minho or Jeongin (maybe both. Im a slut for both) but imagine reader is a cat hybrid. But in a society that deems hybrids as kinda taboo yknow? So reader keeps it hidden, like always wearing hats to hide their ears and/or baggy bottoms to shove their tail into. Maybe reader and the boys are roommates or just like close friends or whatever but they're hanging out at home and one way or another end up play fighting, which ends in readers cat features to be revealed and the boys are immediately like. duh. that explains so much, the sharp nails the napping the love for milk etc etc. But also. They think its so incredibly hot. And even hotter how flustered reader gets. I think jeongin would be the one to say "cats out of the bag now, huh?"

Anyways the boys have never met a hybrid before so theyre all like "can we touch ur tail/ears?" And reader agrees despite knowing how sensitive they are. Ofc reader gets super blushy and flustered and horny at the boys petting them. I think Minho would be the first to notice. But of course being the wonderful friends they are, they just gotta help reader out!!! And the whole time theyre scratching behind readers ears or lightly tugging on their tail saying shit like "be a good kitty for us, okay?" or "you gonna purr for us, cat?"

Erm. Anyways. Sorry if this is weird or bad or anything I am by no means a writer i am simply a horny cat boy✊😔 I hope u have a great day!!

-💗

SEXYYYYY!!!!!!!! SO SO FRINKING SEXYXYYXXH but yes. i think mimo would be obsessed with u being a hybrid lol i refer back to my december collab minho fic 😜

[hoonvrs]

What clique troops of love do you think would suit enhypen?? Like do you think Niki would be the bad boy or the enemies to lovers??

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BAKSJANA okay

heeseung - sumn like popular heart throb x loner,, ones where he’s a man whore but he falls in love with yn😭 esp when yn couldn’t give less of a shit about him and he tries everything to score a date with them

jay - childhood friends/friends to lovers

honestly i personally hate those tropes BUT THEY SUIT HIM SO WELLLDJS like he’s very sweet and sentimental so i think he’s cherish a deeper bond that you’d get from having close friends, and he’d be so clueless to his feelings tooo i love him 💔

jake - jock x nerd DUHH

football player jake and his little top of her class gf 💔💔 this trope is a top 5 for me definitely and i think jake just suits sports so well?? and cause he’s clever i think he’d find that quality really attractive so ofc he’s crushing on the top girl of his class

sunghoon - ENEMIES TO LOVERSSS

fave trope with my fave boy, i think it’s also more one sided hoon just teases yn and she finds him annoying 💀 but it’s really all a ploy to get her attention ughh i love this trope

sunoo - opposites attract

i know sunoo is seen as the sunshine of the group but honestly i think he’s more reserved ?? like he’s not fond of skinship but his looks betray him, so imagine this cute sunoo who doesn’t like skinship but grungy reader who’s clingy and he lets them cling onto him because they’re the exception

jungwon - academic rival

+1 if they’re both in the school committee and they keep fighting for no 1 but then something happens where one (probs reader) stops bickering with him and he’s like ??? argue back?? and then he realises he has feelingsss

niki - younger!niki x older!yn

as much as people love to push the whole bad boy niki narrative he’s really just a baby 💔 esp since he’s in december he’s be kinda on the fence on dating someone esp a girl older then him but he really likes to be babied and doted on ajajoewj i love him

EXTRASSS

heeseung - gamer/twitch streamer!hee x yn who doesn’t know anything about games

jay - business rivals

jake - puppy x black cat

sunghoon - younger!hoon x older!reader

sunoo - pres!yn x vice pres!sunoo who’s in love with pres

jungwon - boy next door

niki - reader hates everybody but him but everyone’s confused cause niki is insufferable 💀

[cinnabun-faerie]

Otome Characters I Loved Long Ago...

A/N: I actually had a few days in December where I tried to find characters from older Otome games that I was so in love with when I was in my late teens. It's kinda funny how my love for otome boys seemed to extend well into my 20s. And while some games/love interest paths are no longer available (I'm actually sad by that), some are.

Warning: Major Spoilers?

Mad (Hatter) - Shall We Date : Guilty Alice

Like Satan from Obey Me is now, Mad was my absolute favorite character back then. I think where he was so kooky and sweet, I was just so head over heels. And I just loved how he and the MC interacted together (not to mention that there were these two little boys named Humpty & Dumpty who Mad & MC took care of like a family). This man learned to love as the story progressed (and depending on your choice, it got you the good or bad ending). I absolutely adore him.

To be fair, all of the love interests in the game was amazing.

Leo - Shall We Date : Niflheim

Firstly, I'm so happy that his story route is on Story Jar (Damn, it was like 8 years ago when they released his story). But I can tell you that I love him dearly. I mean, he just kinda literally sweeps you off your feet in his story. King Leo claimed MC as his wife after all (despite her being engaged to King Jean). Not to mention he is so handsome. (I will mention that I feel like Mammon is a mix between him and the King Jean). And he has a Red Wolf named Surt that is his closest companion. Anyways, he deserves all the kisses, I love him.

Cheshire Cat / Noir - Shall We Date : Guilty Alice

Speaking of amazing love interests, I LOVE Noir! You actually didn't get to see what he really looked like until you actually played his route. And I'll admit, Cheshire Cat randomly appearing for chaos only mad me angry. But after playing his story, I just fell so in love with this mysterious yet sweet chaotic fella.

And as much as I'd love to play his story again, after most of the Shall We Date games were deleted forever and/or moved to one main app, his story was completely removed (along with Ash's & Bill's). So I'm kinda pissed about that.

Pale Ghost / Nick - Shall We Date : Niflheim

So he's a sad boy, but I loved him. Honestly since the story has you betrothed to Jean from the very prologue, I was glad that there was an option "not" to romance Jean (while I played his story eventually, I did not like him at first), meeting Nick in story was like fate. It was mysterious how you were the only one who could see him. And just he and the Niflheim MC just clicked instantly. I absolutely loved their romance and even cried when I thought they were doomed. Seriously this character and his story sent me through through emotional turmoil.

Joker - Shall We Date : Guilty Alice

While I was playing Mad's story, my best friend was playing Joker's. So once I got around to it, I definately saw why she would giggle about him. He was this loveable tsundere boy who had a sad backstory. And he was certainly charming and good intentioned. Naturally, I'd fall in love with him as well.

Diavel (Demon) & Ruvel (Reaper) - Shall We Date : Angel or Demon

This was one of the Otome Games that walked so others could run. I remember that I took a liking to these two way more than I did the angel Latis. I don't know, they were just so cool and mysterious. Not to mention, Diavel was very seductive in general (0f course). However I regret that I don't remember too much about them. I just remember that the MC had 7 days to live before their soul would be taken by one of those guys. And the story had a sad ending from what I can remember (like ofc, a human couldn't be with these beings ig).

Unfortunately as this game was one that was permanently deleted, I'll never get to play it again.

Yamato Kougami - My Forged Wedding

I'm 100 sure that this was my first ever otome love. Looking back, I can't believe I was really into the tsundere boys that were kinda really mean. However, as the story progressed, he turned out to be alright. I'm not sure I would chose him today if I could replay it. But I would at least give him a second chance.

Takao Maruyama - My Forged Wedding

So after playing Yamato's story, I played Takao's story. And honestly I just adored him from the get go, but slowly my heart would break as he would distance himself from MC at times. I'm sure if I played it now, I wouldn't be so bothered but since I was like 17 or 18 when I played this, my tiny heart just shattered as I was so emotionally invested. I do remember the story resolving into something nice though. And now looking back, I think the story was written pretty well for what it was.

[dingusships]

(very) long vent post, heavy discussion of animal death, death in general, grief //

so i haven't talked about it bc i haven't been active on tumblr much & i dont feel comfortable posting it anywhere else so i'll give a short rundown. my dog, lucy, turns 15 on the 25th - that's obviously a very long time and i'm so grateful to have had her this long. a few months ago she started having issues with coughing, and was diagnosed with congestive heart failure.

we've been giving her meds to keep it managed but we've had to steadily increase it after 2 or 3 scares. 2 nights ago, she started having problems again, and it was so worrying that my parents used the after-hours emergency call in meetup at her vet at 1 in the morning. she spent all the next day there getting stabilized, and she spent last night there as well so they could monitor her after they stabilized her. we visited her yesterday during the day and she was in good spirits luckily but you can tell she's tired overall.

she's home now, feeling better, but the vet explained and showed how far along her condition has progressed. He said she's stable now but if/when this happens again, we'll be doing her a favor by having her put to sleep at that point. He's given her a bunch more meds to make her comfortable while we spend time with her for however long that may be.

so that's the rundown.

I'm absolutely gutted and devastated, and I don't know how to handle it or cope or make it easier to face. I'm scared, I'm scared of her suffering, and this is utterly pathetic and cowardly to admit but I'm scared of being near her. It's like if I face her the situation will be all the more raw and real. I want to spend every second with her, I need to and want to so bad but it's like at the same time I'm trying to distance myself from the reality of the situation and keep from hurting worse. I'm the one primarily doing her meds, feeding her, taking her out to use the bathroom, making sure she's comfortable etc so it's not like I'm *actually* giving into those fears. I'd like to think she notices I'm doing good for her esp since classes aren't keeping me busy anymore and I have time to now.

Seeing her condition degrade is horrible and weighing on me, it's so heartbreaking and scary to see her try to be her old self but not have the energy to. I'm constantly terrified of something sudden happening that causes her pain and distress. That we'll have waited too long to give her a humane ending and we couldn't have gotten to the vet in time.

Logically I know that whenever the time comes and we take her in, she won't be suffering at all anymore. The worst will be over and there won't be any more dread and agony of knowing what's to come. But despite knowing those objective facts, and being told + telling yourself that to try to comfort yourself, it just... you can't logic your way out of the emotions that come from losing someone you love, animal or human. It's tearing me apart to see her suffer and it's tearing me apart to know she'll be gone.

I'm scared of the possibility that the last view I have of her is her in the vet's office whenever the time comes. I know people always say to go in and stay in-person when you have to do this, even if you know it crushes you, but I really don't think I'm strong enough to handle it.

I couldn't do it with my cat, but I did give my parents a shirt of mine to take in for him to smell. That helped a lot in giving me peace. The part of me trying to protect myself is saying to do that again with my dog. The other part of me that puts her first knows that I owe it to her to be in there when it happens after 15 years together. But I just don't know if I could handle witnessing her pass away. I know it would be very traumatic for me

It's the same thing when it comes to people's funerals I've gone to. I look like a tool when I do this but I cannot bring myself to partake in the viewing. I want my last memory of whoever it was to be as how I knew them alive. Even for, well especially for my grandparents when theirs happened. When I think about people I've lost, even if we didn't have a super close relationship I want the last time I remember their faces to be when they were alive and doing whatever it is they normally do. Not what they look like lifeless. I just know that would be so traumatic for me and I'd never be able to get the image out of my head. If they're alive in my memories then it's...easier to cope. Like they never really "died"... but just...left

I say "cope" but i don't know if trying my hardest to forcing down every negative feeling that acknowledges the reality of the situation, and end up also trying to distance myself from any prior positive memories in (feeble) attempts to not feel any sense of loss whatsoever is necessarily "coping".

[hawaii5-0gurl]

End of a Year, Beginning a New

Characters: Steve McGarrett X Reader (wife), Tom McGarrett (OMC), Lani McGarrett (OFC), Danny Williams, Grace Williams, Kono Kalakaua, Chin Ho Kelly

Word Count: 7800

Warnings: Language, Angst, FLUFF Holiday Fun

A/n: I had only 1 Christmas request, which was Prompt number 19 & 31 with Steve and your kids and them all cuddling on the sofa. Seeing as this was my only request I thought, well go big or go home. So, I took the list of Christmas things and added as many as I possibly could. I used almost all of the things on the list but there were some that couldn’t happen because it’s Hawaii and there is no snow.

A/n#2: Sorry, this is WAY later than I had originally intended to post this. Also, as I was writing this, I realized that this could have turned it into a mini-series, if I had started earlier and posted on the dates in the fic.... I’m an Idiot.

Feedback is always welcome. The Good and The Bad, it helps me as a writer.

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December 1st

You couldn’t believe it was December already. You were a little surprised when your kids came to you and Steve with their letters to Santa. Your son Tom only wanted one thing, a puppy. Your daughter Lani wanted, well you had to ask her what she wanted because she doesn’t know how to write yet. She’s also stubborn like her father and won’t ask for help. Once you saw the little drawing at the bottom of the paper you knew she wanted a pet too, only hers was a cat.

You and Steve had been discussing getting your kids a pet. You thought they were both ready, even though you and Steve would be doing most of the work. Now was the hard part, deciding if the family pet was going to be a dog or a cat. You didn’t want to break either of your kids’ hearts. For now, the family pet was on hold until you could discuss it some more.

December 8th

You wanted so badly to find a fresh tree for Christmas this year, but it wasn’t going very well. It was starting to feel like you had searched the whole island for the right tree. You were exhausted, and it felt like you had failed.

You had gone into the garage closet to start pulling out the decorations. Even though you didn’t have a tree you still wanted to get things set up for when you get one. As you were going through everything, you saw a box in the very back of the closet. A lot of this stuff has been in here for at least a year. The farther back you go the longer it has been in there.

You decided for some reason to pull the box out. After seeing what it was you were happy you pulled it out. Forgetting everything else that you had pulled out, you took the box inside to get it set up before Steve came home with the kids.

Just as you were putting the last part on, you heard Steve yelling for you.

“Y/n? Honey are you in here?”

“Yes.” You quickly ran to stop them from seeing what you had done. “Close your eyes.”

“Why?” Tom was looking up at you.

“Because I have a surprise for the three of you.”

The three of them closed their eyes. You picked up your son, handing him to Steve before picking up your daughter. Once they were in your arms, you guided Steve into the living room. Making sure they were all facing the right way.

“Are you guys ready?”

“Yes!” They said in unison.

“Okay, Open your eyes.”

They opened their eyes and were shocked. You had found your old artificial tree in that box. It was your old tree from when you were living in LA before you moved to Hawaii. It was a six-foot tall and as bushy as can be. You love Christmas this tree was really your one big splurge.

“Do you like it?” You were starting to worry when none of them were talking.

“I love it mommy.”

Lani was starting to bounce in your arms. You set her down and she instantly ran to it looking up towards the top. Steve set down Tom, he did the same thing as his sister. Now both of your kids were just staring up in aww of this large tree. Steve moved closer to you wrapping his arm around your waist.

“Where did you find it? We looked everywhere.”

“Not everywhere. It was in the garage closet, with all if the other things I haven’t gone through since I moved in here. I was pulling out the Christmas decorations when I found it.”

“Oh, it’s a good thing you found it, or we might not have had a tree.” Steve looked around a little confused. “Honey?”

“Yeah.”

“If you found this when you were pulling out the Christmas stuff, where is everything?”

“Dang it, I knew I forgot something. I was just so excited to find the tree I forgot to bring everything in.”

“Well let’s go get them and start putting this together.”

You and Steve went out and started pulling the decorations into the house while your kids waited with the tree. Once everything was inside, you started opening up the small totes to see what was inside. You had to have Steve start the lights because you are too short to, but once they got to your level you took over. Then your kids started going through all of the ornaments picking their favorites. You made sure to put on the ones you have been picking out for them every year since they were born. This year your sons was Toothless the dragon and your daughters was Stitch from Lilo and Stitch.

You let Steve and the kids finish the tree while you put up the stockings above the fireplace. You also added a few other things that was passed down to you. Your mother made sure to give you her little Christmas village and the Christmas train that goes around the tree but that could wait until the kids were done decorating.

You took a step back to watch them, they were laughing and having fun. You pulled out your phone and started taking pictures.

“What are you doing?” Steve looked back at you as he helped Lani place a candy cane on the top section of the tree.

“Nothing. Just taking pictures of you guys. You all look so cute decorating the tree together.”

“You know what would be cuter?”

“What’s that?”

“If you were to come over here and decorate with us.” He waved his hand for you to come over to him and the kids.

“Well since you guys are almost done, I say we put the star on and then we watch some Christmas shows or movies.”

“Yeah. I wanna do that.” Tom was jumping up and down with excitement.

Steve grabbed the star and picked up Tom, moving him closer to the tree. Tom reached up and placed the star on top. Steve set him down on the ground before plugging the star into the lights, then plugging the lights in to make it all light up.

December 15th

You had to finish your Christmas shopping. You normally don’t wait this late to do it, but time got away from you. You had to get a few more gifts for the kids and Steve. Then you had to get something for your secret Santa at work. This year you got Danny, you wanted to get him a gag gift and a nice one.

You were making your way through the mall, there was so many people. This is one of the reasons that you don’t normally wait to shop for your loved ones. You like to buy things throughout the year, so that you are not rushing.

You have been walking around for about three hours now. Your arms were full and tired, and you were so done being around people. So, you made your way out to your truck, piling all of the bags and boxes into the back seat. You had to hurry home and hide all of these gifts before you had to go pick up the kids.

December 18th

Today was the day of the office party, you were so excited for it. You loved hanging out with your friends and co-workers. As much as you love your kids, you also need your adult time.

When you were getting things together to bring to the office, your son came into the kitchen.

“Hey baby, what are you doing?”

“Mommy I don’t feel good.” That’s when you noticed he looked a little paler than he should.

“Oh no. Come here.”

He walked over to you, you placed the back of your hand to his forehead, and he felt a little warm. You picked him up and carried him to the kid’s bathroom, you set him down on the counter. You opened up the top drawer and pull out the thermometer and kids Tylenol.

“Okay buddy you need to put this under your tongue.”

You turned on the thermometer and held it up to his mouth. He opened his mouth and lifted up his tongue. He held it in there till the beeps went off.

102, popped up on the screen. Your head dropped; you hate it when your kids are sick. You walked over to the tub to run him a bath to try and bring it down. You got him all situated in the tub, then you went to the door and called for Steve. He came around the corner to see you leaning up against the door frame looking into the bathroom.

“What’s wrong.”

“Tom has a fever, so I’m going to stay here tonight.”

“Honey.” He started, but as soon as he saw your face he stopped. “Okay I will call Deb and tell her that she doesn’t need to come.”

Before Steve could even call Debora, there was a knock at the door. You looked at each other knowing it was her, Steve went downstairs to talk to her. He explained the situation to her and let her know that she didn’t need to come over and how he was about to call her. The conversation went on for a while. He came back to you and Tom; Deb was walking up behind him.

“She wants to talk to you.” You smiled at her as Steve walked into the bathroom.

“Hey Deb.”

“Hi sweetheart, I’m sorry to hear that Tom has a fever. You know I can still watch the kids so that you can go to your party.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I think I’m just going to stay home.”

“Are you sure I don’t mind.”

You just stood there thinking about it. You didn’t want to leave Tom, but you also wanted to see your friends. You looked over to see your son’s head on the side of the tub resting, he was talking to Steve.

“What to adults do at parties?”

“The same thing kids do at parties. We spend time together with our friends, have food and drinks, maybe we will play a game.”

“Do you have bouncy houses?”

“No, that’s one of the few things we don’t have.”

“Oh, that doesn’t sound very fun.”

“I know right, but its more about the people you are with than the fun stuff. You see when you get older.”

“I hope not.” Tom seemed to be his normal happy self. “Mommy?”

“Yes baby.” You stepped into the bathroom.

“Can you get a bouncy house for your party? It will make it better.”

“I’m not sure that I can, it is a little too late for that. They are going to have to stay bouncy less.”

“That’s sad.”

“It’s okay though, I’m sure that daddy and uncle Danny will keep them occupied.”

“What about you?” He sat up, looking at you with a confused look.

“I’m going to stay here with you.”

“You’re not going?”

“No.”

“It’s okay, you can go.”

“Honey, you’re sick and I don’t want to leave you.”

“No, you have to go to your party.”

“Why?”

“You have to make it fun; daddy and uncle Danny can’t do it on their own.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the look on Steve’s face. He was looking at Tom with a fake hurt look.

“Hey I’m fun. Uncle Danny is on the fence but I’m fun.”

“But mommy is funner and she’s the best at it.” Now both you and Deb were laughing so hard.

“Honey let’s not pick on daddy. How about we get you out of here and into some pajamas, so you can watch movies with Lani and Grandma Deb.”

You looked back to Deb and saw her nod. You turned back to Tom who also nodded at you. Steve pulled the plug while you grabbed the monkey towel to wrap him up. Steve and Deb went to get Lani and get the movies set up. Once you had Tom dried off, in his pajamas, you gave him the Tylenol then you took him downstairs. You placed him next to Deb, before going to finish getting things ready.

When things were done in the kitchen, you went upstairs to get ready. You put on your little black dress and flats; you were not going to even pretend that heels are a good idea. You put on simple jewelry and makeup, then one last look in the mirror before you came out of your bathroom into the bedroom. Steve was in the room; he was finishing getting ready. He was facing away from you while he put on his watch. He had a black button up, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black jeans on. You were just watching him for a little too long, he looked up into the mirror to see you staring. He just smiled before turning around and walking over to you.

“You look amazing.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” You looked up at him with the corner of your lip caught in your teeth.

“Is that why you couldn’t take your eyes off of me?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Mhmm.”

You moved around him to head downstairs. You went into the living room and kissed your kids goodbye and thanked Deb for staying with them. Moments after Steve came down doing the same. You walked into the kitchen loading Steve and your arms up with the things you made and bought. You already had some stuff at the palace in your office.

Once you got to the office, you were greeted by Kono. She opened the door for you and Steve. You and Kono had decorated the office at the beginning of the month. Everyone was on board with it except the Grinch himself. You would always made it a point to play Christmas music around Danny. There was even one day that you kept putting candy canes in random spots around his office.

After setting everything down on a table that you had moved in the day before. You started setting everything out and making sure everything fit. You asked Steve to grab the things out of your office so you could set them out too.

Soon after you were done setting everything out, people started showing up. You invited Lou and his S.W.A.T. team and even some of the HPD guys.

After about an hour, it came time to do secret Santa exchange. Everyone seemed to like their gifts, but you got nervous when it came to Danny’s turn. You made sure he got the gag gift first by holding back the real gift.

He opened it slowly, eyeing you for most of it. Once he got the lid off of the little box, he busted out in laughter. He pulled out the bright green tie, which was covered in The Grinch.

“This is awesome.” As he proceeded to put on the tie.

“Well, damn. That was supposed to be a gag gift. I didn’t think you would like it so much.”

“What do you mean this was a gag gift?”

“It was to remind you that you are the Grinch and how you always used to ware ties back in the HPD days.” You got up and walked over to your backpack pulling out a large envelope. “Here.”

This one he opened a little faster. He pulled out the pamphlets and papers inside. He started reading through them. There was a reservation for three days and two nights at the Kahala Hotel and Resort. There was also a reservation for the Dolphin Quest. You know how much Grace loves dolphins, so this was more of a present for her, but you knew it would be fun for Danny to spend time with her.

“So, the dates are flexible, but I know a guy who could give you the three days off.” Your eyes went to Steve and back to Danny in a quick second.

“Wow this is amazing. Thank you.” He got up and hugged you.

Then everyone started mingling. You had gone to get you and Steve a drink. You put a little bit of eggnog in a cup, when you took a sip, you knew something was off. You looked around the room, ultimately landing on Steve. Someone spiked the eggnog, and by the way your husband was looking at you, you figured it was him.

December 20th

Tonight, it was just you and the kids, Steve had work to do but he promised when he got home that all of you would do something fun. You knew he would keep his word; he doesn’t make a promise that he can’t keep. So, until then you had to keep your little munchkins occupied.

When you were out shopping the other day, you had grabbed a few gingerbread houses for the kids to decorate. You had built the houses for them, hopefully this would make it a little easier. You had everything set out on the table. There was various candies, colored icing, and various gingerbread boys and girls.

They spent quite a bit of time working on these little houses. They also spent a lot of time eating the decorations.

When Steve walked through the door, the kids ran to him and started climbing all over him. Once they were secure in his arms, they were telling him all about their day at daycare and to look at their gingerbread houses. After he made it to the table, he set the kids down and came around to you.

You got up to greet him. He instantly wrapped his arms around you. You could feel that he was tense, but as soon as you wrapped your arms around him and started rubbing his back, you felt all of that tension melt away. You tried to look at him, but he just buried his face into your neck.

“Honey are you okay?”

You whispered into his ear so the kids wouldn’t hear. He shook his head, you just squeezed him tighter. After a few seconds you felt two hands on your legs. You moved to see Your children hugging onto the two of you. You don’t know if they could sense that there was something wrong or if they just wanted to be in on the hug. Either way you felt Steve relax even more with them hugging him too. You don’t know how long all of you were standing there but when Steve finally pulled away you could see he was happier then when he walked in.

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

He whispered just before he pulled you in for a kiss. When he pulled away, he looked down at the two munchkins that were staring up at him. He moved back just a little and crouched down to their level. He pulled them into another hug. He thanked them as well.

You sent them to go put their shoes on. Once they were out of the room, you turned back to Steve.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Not really.”

“Okay. Just if you decide that you do, I’m here.” You gave him a small smile.

When everyone was ready to go, you buckled the kids into their car seats. Steve didn’t tell you where you were going. He wanted it to be a surprise for you as well. When he pulled up to the mall you had a suspicion on who you were going to see.

You unbuckled the kids and got them out. Lani ran to Steve, and he hoisted her onto his shoulders, she is definitely a daddy’s girl. Tom grabbed onto your hand; he was your momma’s boy. You walked into the mall; Steve looked at you nodding to the man in the center where all the halls meet.

“Do you guys see who I see?”

You asked your kids who were still confused on why they were there. They looked around, trying to see who you were talking about. Lani was the first to spot him.

“SANTA!!!”

She got so excited that she almost fell back off of Steve’s shoulders, but she quickly wrapped her arms around his head covering his eyes. You couldn’t help but laugh as he tried to pry her arms off his eyes. Tom was jumping up and down trying to see. You scooped him up and pointed towards the jolly man. You walked over to the end of the line to wait your turn to see Santa. When it was your turn, one of the elves quietly asked you for your kid’s names, once you told her she went to quietly tell Santa. your kids didn’t notice because they were just staring at him in “aww.” You had to poke them to bring them out of their gaze.

“Hello little ones.” He waved them to come up.

“Hi.” All of a sudden, your kids became shy, they have never been shy a day in their short lives.

“Have you been good this year?”

“Yes.” “Yeah.”

“Well, that’s great news. What would you like for Christmas Tom?”

“I really want a puppy.”

“Oh, that’s a big responsibility. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Good to hear.” He turned to the other side where your daughter was sitting. “What about you miss Lani, what do you want for Christmas?”

“I want a kitty.”

“Wow, a kitty.” She nodded her head. “Kitties are also a big responsibility. Are you up for all of them?”

“Yes Santa.”

“Well, this is a tall order for Santa to fill. My elves will have to help me with this one. No matter what happens on Christmas morning I want both of you to know that I will try my best to figure this out.”

“Okay.”

Lani jumped down from his lap and came back to Steve. Tom on the other hand lingered for a little longer. You could tell that he was upset at what Santa had told him. He finally walked over and grabbed your hand.

When you guys got home, you put on The Nightmare Before Christmas for the kids, while you and Steve went to the kitchen to talk.

“Well, that was something else.” Steve was the first to speak.

“Yeah, it was. I just don’t want to pick between which one of our kids gets a pet.” You sat on the counter as you spoke.

“I know hunny, but I don’t know about two animals right now. Especially when they are babies.”

“How are we supposed to pick? I don’t want to see either of them upset on Christmas.”

“I don’t either. Somehow we have to figure it out.”

He came up to you, standing between your legs and placing his arms around you. You just dropped your head to his shoulder.

“Why did our kids do this to us? Why? Did they really have to pick the same year to want an animal? UGH!” Steve just laughed.

“It will be alright; we will figure it out.”

December 22nd

You were out trying to find last minute stocking stuffers when you saw a couple that had little German shepherd puppies for sale. You know that you should talk to Steve first, but they are just so adorable. The problem is that if you get a puppy now you have to find someone to take it in for the next few days, so your kids don’t see it. You called the first person of whom you could think.

“Hello?”

“Hey Kono, I have a favor to ask.”

“Okay… What might that be?”

“I am looking at the cutest little puppies and I want to get one for the kids for Christmas but…”

“But you can’t keep it at your house because the kids will see it.”

“Exactly… so my question is could I possibly keep the puppy at your house until late Christmas Eve?”

There was a significant pause from her end of the line.

“Please. How about this I will do your paperwork for a month.” You started to lay it on thick, and bringing the kids into it you knew she wouldn’t be able to say no. “It’s for your niece and nephew.”

“Okay, fine I’ll watch him for you.”

“Thank you. You are amazing. I will bring him by with all the supplies needed for him over soon as I get them all.”

You said your goodbyes and walked over to the couple selling the puppies. You started talking to them about why they were getting rid of the puppies. They were telling you that their dog got pregnant by the dog that lives next door and they couldn’t manage all of them. You went to hand them money for the puppy, when one of the puppies walked to the end of the truck bed and sat in front of you. He was absolutely adorable, he let out a few small barks. That’s when you knew you had to take him with you.

You took him to the pet store with you and got everything you needed. From puppy pads, food and water bowls, food and toys to a crate and training treats. Once you had everything you could think of, you headed to Kono’s. You brought everything in while she played with the puppy. You set everything up for her as well. You stayed there for a little while before heading home.

 December 24th

Today is Christmas Eve and all month your kids were so excited for Santa to come.

You had gotten up early to start on the Christmas desserts. You and Steve were hosting Christmas this year and you wanted everything to be perfect. You had finished the cookies and were starting on the pie crusts when you heard little footsteps heading towards the kitchen. You looked over to the doorway to see your children round the corner

“Hey kiddos. What are you up too?”

“Nothing.” Tom said with a mischievous grin on his little face.

“Yeah, nothing.” Lani mimicked her older brother.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You know Santa is still watching and listening. So, he knows if you’re being naughty.”

“We aren’t being bad mommy.”

“I’ll believe you for now. You guys are troublemakers just like your daddy.”

“I’m pretty sure you’re the troublemaker out of the two of us.” You looked up to see Steve leaning against the door frame.

“I highly doubt that.”

The kids have been so energetic all day. You and Steve took the kids to the beach to swim and burn off some of the energy they had. They were running around, went swimming and they made sandcastles. You even tried to make sandmen and sand angels. You didn’t care that you were getting weird looks as this was happening. You just wanted your kids to have fun, and that’s all that mattered to you.

Once you saw that the kids were starting to get cold, you told them it was time to pack up. Of course, they said they weren’t cold, despite them beginning to shiver. Steve picked up the two rascals and started walking to the truck. You picked up the towels and the toys before walking to the truck as well.

When you got home you gave the kids a bath and put them in their Christmas pajamas. Before you took them into the bath you gave Steve his pair, he was just excited as the kids were. They were red and black flannel bottoms with a black and white shirt that had Rudolf on them. This year you let your daughter pick since your son picked last year.

After the bath was over, the kids ran down the stairs to where Steve was waiting for them. He had Rudolf set up on the tv ready to be watched. He also had not so hot, hot chocolate, various kinds of popcorn, some candy for the kids to pick from and put in their little movie trays. You had quickly changed into your pajamas and walked downstairs to see all three of them sitting on the sofa under fluffy blankets waiting for you.

“Mommy!” Your daughter was so excited to see you.

“Yay! We can watch Rudolf now!” You just laughed at your son as he turned to Steve as he pointed to the tv.

“We have to wait buddy; mommy hasn’t sat down yet.”

“Come on mommy.” You could see his little legs wiggling, as you walked over.

“Okay, okay I’m here bud.” You said as you sat next to Steve.

When Steve played the movie there was silence. The kids were so into the movie that they weren’t even eating their snacks. Slowly as the movie went along, they started giggling, eating, and pointing out things in the movie.

After the movie was over it was time to pick out cookies for Santa. Each one of the kids picked a cookie out. Tom went for a reindeer one and Lani went for a tree one. You put them on a special Santa cookie plate. Steve grabbed a cup and poured the milk into it before taking it out to the small table next to the fireplace. Tom and Lani were there writing a note for Santa.

Once they were done and everything was set up, Steve took them to Tom’s room to read them a bedtime story. Lani was so excited for tomorrow that she wanted to have a sleepover with her brother. You walked up there just minutes after they were in bed. Steve was reading Ke Ahiahi Mamua O Kalikimaka (T’was the night before Christmas in Hawai’i) to them. It was absolutely adorable; he was doing different voices and being enthusiastic with it.

When the story was over, you and Steve kissed them both goodnights. As you were closing the door you heard your son talking to his little sister.

“Lani, I’m gonna stay up and try to see Santa.”

“Me too.” You heard her voice perk up.

“We have to be quiet so we can hear when he gets here, okay?”

“Okay.” Her voice was significantly quieter.

You chuckled to yourself as you followed Steve back downstairs.

“What’s so funny?” He asked as soon as you were downstairs.

“Our kids are planning to stay up all night to see Santa.”

“I don’t think they will make it past midnight.”

“I don’t either. Honestly with how hard they were playing today I don’t see them getting past ten.”

“That’s true. So, what do you want to do first?” He rubbed his hands together.

“Well, we have to wait till they fall asleep to do all the Santa stuff, but I have some gifts that I need to finish wrapping. So, I get to go hide out in our room, wanna help?”

“Okay but fair warning, mine are not going to come out as good as yours.”

“It can’t be that bad.”

Actually, it was bad. You gave him a small box to wrap, you even cut the paper for him and somehow it didn’t fit. At first you thought that he was just messing with you, but after fixing the third present you knew he wasn’t messing with you. You think. Either way, you kicked him out of the room to go check to see if the kids had fallen asleep. When he came back to the bedroom, he let you know that they were asleep.

You quickly finished wrapping the presents, then carried them downstairs. You set all of them on the couch before going to Steve’s and your office to collect the rest from the closets. The only one that wasn’t here was the puppy and you need to go and pick him up. Once all of the presents were in the living room you started placing them around the tree.

While you dealt with the presents, Steve was working on something special. He went outside to get a tote that had sand inside of it. He grabbed a pair of boots, dipping them in a little bit of water and started making sand prints. It was going to be a pain to clean later but it would be worth it overall.

After everything was done, You and Steve took a seat on the couch to admire your work. You grabbed the plate with the two cookies on it. Holding it out to him waiting for him to take one. Once he did, you picked up the second one taking a bite out of the tree.

“You wanna watch a movie?”

“I would but I have to pick up one last present.”

“You do? What is it?”

“I may or may not have gotten the kids a puppy.” You looked down at the half-eaten tree that sits in your lap.

“Oh no.”

“What?” You looked up to see him rubbing his eyes to the bridge of his nose.

“I may or may not have gotten the kids a kitten.” He turned his head to see your reaction.

“Oh, well this should be fun.”

“Yeah. So where is this mysterious puppy?”

“He’s at Kono’s. Where’s your mysterious kitten?”

“She’s at Chin’s.”

Both of you just laughed. You got up to go grab your coat and keys. You said a quick goodbye to Steve. You left to go to Kono’s. She had everything all packed up for you and ready to go.

“Thank you so much Kono.”

“No problem. He was so good; he was really playful and gave me lots of cuddles. I think the kids will love him.”

Just as you were getting back, you saw Chin walking out the door with Steve. They walked over to you as you opened your passenger door.

“Hey Y/n.”

“Hi Chin.”

You moved to the side to show them the sleeping puppy in the front seat.

“Well, it looks like you guys are going to have your hands full after tonight.” Chin gave you a little chuckle.

“Yeah, we will. I think from now on we need to start making these decisions together, or else we may end up with a shelter of animals.” You looked to Steve to see him smiling.

“Agreed. Let’s get this little man inside and set up for the morning.”

You agreed with him, picking up the pup and cuddling him close to your body. Steve grabbed the crate and one of the bags. Chin offered to help; he grabbed the last of the bags before following you inside.

You got everything set up in your bedroom, so that the kids wouldn’t see him is they tried to sneak out early. After Chin had left, you put the puppy in his bed. You covered the cage with a blanket, he fell right to sleep. You made a makeshift crate for the little kitten. You got an empty tote and placed a small blanket on one side and a puppy pad on the other. You also put in a little bit of water and wet food into both of the crates just in case they needed it. Then you crawled into bed where Steve was waiting. Now you needed to try to get some sleep before your two little munchkins come to wake you up.

December 25th – Christmas Day

Sure, enough five in the morning, you start hearing little footsteps running down the hall. They went down the stairs and then you heard little screams before the footsteps started again towards your bedroom. You turned to look at Steve, he looked at you a few seconds later. He got out of bed and went to the door, opening it just in time to have both children bump into him.

“DADDY! SANTA CAME!” Tom yelled.

“He did!”

“YEAH, THERE ARE SO MANY PRESENTS!” Lani threw out her little arms to try and show him how many there were.

“Wow that sounds like a lot.”

“Can we go open them?”

“How about we let mommy sleep a little longer? She’s really tired.”

“Okay.” They both said in unison.

“How about we go downstairs and watch a movie? Then when it’s over we can wake up mommy.”

“Yeah.”

You heard little footsteps run down the stairs. You looked over to see Steve coming towards you. He place his hands on the sides of your head, caging you in.

“Go back to sleep sweetheart. I will keep them occupied for a while.”

“It’s okay, I can get up.” You started to sit up as a large yawn came through your body.

“No. You have been up late for the last few weeks trying to make everything perfect for everyone else, it’s time to take a little time for you. So please go back to sleep for a little bit. I will come and get you when they can’t hold back anymore.”

“Okay.”

He gave you a kiss, only breaking when the kids started yelling for him. He turned around, before he could walk away you swatted him on the butt and quickly pulling the covers up to your eyes. He turned back to you with the same mischievous grin your son had given you yesterday.

“You’re going to pay for that later.”

You just squinted your eyes at him as if to challenge him. He turned and walked out of the room to go hang out with the kids. You laid there for what felt like forever, only to look at the clock to see that it was only five thirty. You couldn’t take it any more you had to get up, you had so much to do before this afternoon when people would start showing up.

You got up and tip-toed over to the crates to check on the puppy and kitten. They were still asleep and looked so adorable. You walked over to the door, opening it as quietly as possible. You slowly moved to the stairs, trying to be as silent as possible. Once you made it down the stairs you were able to slip into the kitchen without your three loves hearing you.

You started pulling the turkey and the ham out of the fridge, placing them in pans on the counter. Then you started pulling things out to make breakfast for Steve and the kids. You filled the coffee pot and put coffee in the filter, you turned it on completely forgetting that it makes a beeping noise. You were hoping that Steve didn’t hear it. As your luck would have it, Steve was standing in the doorway as you were mixing up the pancake batter.

“What are you doing?” Steve’s voice coming up behind you, causing you to jump.

“Holy Shi…” You grabbed at your chest. “You scared the absolute shit out of me.”

“Sweetheart, what are you doing out of bed?” He walked up and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“I couldn’t stay up there. I have so much I have to get done.” You leaned your head back onto his chest.

“Well since you aren’t going to stay up there, come in and watch the movie with us.”

“Not yet, I want to get these done first.” You pointed down to the pancake batter.

“Okay let me help and it will go faster.”

“Alright.”

The two of you started working on breakfast. You worked like a well-oiled machine. With Steve helping you, you were able to get pancakes, eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns done relatively quick. You left everything in pans and placed them into the oven to keep them warm.

After you were done, both of you went into the living room where the kids were watching The Grinch who Stole Christmas. They were so focused on it that they didn’t even seem to notice you. You took this opportunity to go upstairs to bring down the special present.

You were able to find a box that was sturdy enough and large enough to hold both of them comfortably. You snuck it downstairs, you were able to set it down next to the couch. You put a thin blanket over them, so they had air and so that the kids didn’t see it right away. You did a quick check on them before grabbing the remote for the train, then sitting down. You sat there drinking your coffee for a moment wrapped in a blanket, curled into Steve’s side.

“Hey kiddos. You ready to open up your stockings?”

Both kids whipped their heads around to see you and Steve smiling at them.

“Mommy’s here.” Tom got up, running over to where you were sitting, crawling up into your lap. Lani followed her brother, but she went to Steve.

“Yeah, you know what that means?”

“PRESENTS!”

“Yes, but you have to start with the stockings.”

“Okay.”

Both of them climbed off of your laps and went over to where they were hanging. You set your coffee down, taking off the blanket before walking over and taking them down for them. They got threw the stockings pretty fast. Once they got to the bottom, they were ready for the presents under the tree.

Steve went to the tree and started making little piles of presents for everyone. Once he was done, he let the kids have free rein on them. There was wrapping paper flying every which way. There was a lot of little screams and happy noises going around too. Once the paper and the excitement settled, you could see a disappointed look on your son’s face.

“What’s wrong baby?” You got up and crouched next to him.

“Was I not good?”

“What? Of course, you were very good. Why would you ask that?”

“I only asked for a puppy. Santa must have thought I wasn’t good enough for a puppy.”

You could see the tears forming in his eyes. It absolutely broke your heart, you looked over to Steve to see that he had the same feeling as you. You secretly pressed the button on the train remote, the train came to life. It came around the bottom of the tree, you pushed the button again to get it to stop in front of the tree. It made a “Choo, choo” sound when it stopped. There was a box in the back of the train. You grabbed it and called Lani over before handing it over to them, they opened it together.

“It’s collars.” Tom looked to Lani.

“Collars?”

They looked up at you, confused looks on their little faces. You pointed to the box next to the couch that was covered by a blanket.

“Open it.”

They got up and walked over to the box. Tom grabbed the blanket and pulled it back.

“A PUPPY!”

“A KITTEN!”

The sound of children screaming woke both animals. The puppy got excited seeing their faces, he jumped up and put his paws on the edge of the box. Steve picked him up out of the box placing him on the floor. Then he picked up the kitten and placed her in front of Lani. Both kids were excited for their new pets, it filled your heart with joy to see this.

“Okay guys, now that you have your pets you have to promise to help take care of them.”

“I will.” They said in unison.

“Good. Now there’s only one thing left to do.”

“What?” Lani looked up at Steve.

“You have to name them.”

“I wanna name mine Moose.” Tom said instantly

“That’s a cute name. What about you Lani, what are you going to name her?”

The look of concentration on her face was the most adorable face you had ever seen.

“Marie.” She said a few seconds later with the most confidence.

“Like from the AristoCats.”

“Yeah!”

“Okay, Moose and Marie, it is.”

“I think it’s time to get this place cleaned up and put your toys in your rooms.”

You pulled out the recycling bin for all of the paper and cardboard. Once all of it was cleaned up you helped the kids take their toys to their rooms. Steve was getting things set up in the kid’s rooms for each of the pets.

After all of that was done you went back downstairs to set everything up for breakfast. You had everything plated for them by the time they made it back downstairs. As they sat down, you went into the kitchen and started dealing with the turkey. Once again Steve was in the doorway, watching you for a few seconds before walking up behind you. he placed his hands over yours; he was able to convince you to stop and be with him and the kids for a little bit.

When they were all done, you went to clear the table, but Steve waved you off. So, you went into the kitchen and returned to working on the turkey and getting everything ready for later.

Once everyone was at your home, you were starting to feel the stress. Luckily, one of your best friends knows how to cook very well and offered to lend you a hand. You and Danny worked to get everything done and set out. As the night went on, everyone exchanged gifts and had a fun time, you even kissed Steve under the mistletoe. You loved spending time with your family and wouldn’t change it for anything.

December 31st- New Year’s Eve

You had gotten everything set up for your new year’s party. You had gotten pizza, chips, cookies, sodas, candy, cider, and many other things. You may have gone overboard, but you wanted to make sure that you covered everyone.

As the night grew closer to midnight, you could see that the kids were starting to crash. One by one they fell asleep. Even Moose and Marie were falling asleep in their arms. You and Steve took your kids and put them to bed. You went as far as to put Moose and Marie in their beds. You told Danny he could take Grace to the spare bedroom. You also told him that he and Grace are more than welcome to spend the night.

After the kids were in bed, the rest of you stayed up talking. You had the New Year’s special playing on the tv. Once it got to the ten second mark, everyone gathered together in the living room.

“5…” Everyone started counting down together.

“4…”

“3…”

“2…”

“1…”

January 1st – New Years

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Everyone yelled.

You turned to Steve, with a smile on your face.

“Happy New Year baby.”

“Happy New Year sweetheart.”

He placed his hands on the sides of your face, pulling you in for a kiss to start off the new year.

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body of mine | Seokjin (M)

→ summary: It’s the night before Seokjin’s birthday and you, his ever-reliable witch slash roommate, have accidentally forgotten to get him a gift. Good thing you know magic then, right? Ten wishes shouldn’t be too hard to handle…

{or alternatively: learning the importance of living a marie kondo lifestyle, but in hindsight}

→ genre: shifter!au, magic!au, humor/crack, smut → warnings: jin is your magical hamster familiar, jin is chaotic (ofc), magical mischief that only zee could come up with, aphrodisiac sex, penetrative sex, oral (f receiving), slightly rough sex, dom!jin if you squint, hair pulling, jin doesn’t wrap up his peepee (pls practice safe sex u guys), dirty talk, breeding kink?? → words: 16.9K → a/n: IDK WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE ORIGINAL POST BUT HERE IT IS!! IM SO SORRY BUT HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY @jincherie​ PLEASE IM GOING TO CRY I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS (pls send me your thots i suffered greatly for this fic i’m actually dying appa yip yip)

Whoever told you that keeping a hamster as a familiar was a good idea must have been an idiot.

It’s you – you are the idiot. Every one of your friends had warned you about the little vermin. They had begged you to kick him out the moment you found him taking a hamster-sized dump on your prized foxgloves.

You’d been in the middle of pruning the yallows in your garden when you heard a tiny squeak! to your right. When you pushed the foliage away, you saw a small hamster, cheeks puffed up with its little fists clenched by its sides, as pellet after pellet of tiny shits were pushed out of its tiny ass and onto your plants.

You brought him into your home, already making up your mind that you’d keep him as a pet. You have been feeling a bit lonely these days; surely, a tiny little hamster won’t be too much of a problem to take care of, right? You’re so excited that you even invite your friends over to behold your newfound darling.

“I’m going to kill that tiny bastard,” Yoongi hissed the moment he made eye contact with the hamster, his pupils dilating and fluffy cat ears tensing, ready to attack. You could see his claws begin to extend, so you made sure to place your new friend out of his reach. Lucky for you, Yoongi had the arm span of a toddler.

“Oh, c’mon! He’s so fucking cute though,” you cooed, tickling the hamster’s belly. It squeaked happily, nudging your finger to scratch the underside of its ears. Yoongi hissed at it from behind Namjoon’s back, his fingernails digging painfully into the gentle giant’s shoulders. The bespectacled witch didn’t even seem to bat an eye.

“Y/N, I’m all for keeping magical pets and whatnot, but I have to agree with Yoongi… That hamster has too much bastardous energy,” Namjoon said, wincing when the hamster begins munching on the sleeves of your cloak in earnest. You continued to squeal in delight, positively endeared by the cute little ball of fur in your palms.

Due to your magical abilities, you had sensed that this little hamster had magic in his veins and you guessed that he must have either been a shifter or an intellectually augmented animal. You guessed that he’s the former, much like how Yoongi is a cat shifter as well. Ever since Namjoon had befriended Yoongi and the two became partners, you admit that you’ve always been a little jealous of their natural camaraderie. You had long since yearned for someone who could assist you in your magical apothecary, but more importantly, someone you could share your time with.

You were optimistic; perhaps when the little hamster learned to shift into its human form, then you could truly begin your journey towards friendship. You’re sure that the man behind the hamster must be just as cute and lovely.

Speaking of learning to shift—

“What? You mean me?” Yoongi asked, craning his head over Namjoon’s shoulder, his curiosity getting the better of him but still remaining a safe distance away from you and the hamster. “What about learning to shift?”

“Did you just learn one day? I want to get Mr. Hamster over here to turn into a human so I can speak to him,” you explained, but the cat shifter narrows his eyes distrustfully.

“I don’t want that vermin to gain the ability to speak. I can just tell no one is going to enjoy what he has to say,” he sniffed. He growled lowly, the sound so deep and feral that you are momentarily disarmed by his hostility. Namjoon had to rub the back of his ears for a second, forcing Yoongi to calm down until his growl softened into a purr.

“Well, Yoongi can’t control his shifting abilities quite yet. I have to… forcibly change him, if you will,” Namjoon explained, watching Yoongi with loving eyes as he gently nuzzled his head into the witch’s hand. He beckoned you closer and you took a tentative step forward, keeping the hamster behind your back just to be safe. “Watch,” he said simply, as his hand trails lower and lower until it reached the back of Yoongi’s neck and he–

Poof! Namjoon simply tickled the back of Yoongi’s neck and a puff of purple smoke revealed a munchkin cat in its wake. His soft gray and white fur bristled in surprise, his teeth bared at Namjoon as he meowed in contempt. Namjoon ignored all of this, gently picking up the tiny cat and cradling him in his arms like a baby. Immediately, the shifter relaxed, eyes closing contentedly as he burrowed deeper into Namjoon’s chest.

“Woah,” you said, for lack of better words. You shook your head, gazing at the two in wonder. “I didn’t know Yoongi has a fucking eject button.”

“Yep. I sure hope you don’t abuse this knowledge, by the way,” Namjoon warned, but the mischievous gleam in his eyes told you that he probably wouldn’t mind if you did. Knowing you, there was no question that you’d take any and every opportunity to annoy the cat shifter. “If this hamster is the same, then surely it has a similar tick. Since it’s small too, I’m sure it’ll be easy to find its spot.”

“Speaking of,” you piped up, staring curiously at him. “How… did you find out where Yoongi’s spot was? Didn’t you meet him as a human?”

Namjoon shrugged, but there’s a soft pink tint coloring the tops of his ears. “Umm… Coincidence?”

You squinted at him. “Sure,” you agreed, not wanting to know why he seemed so embarrassed. You turned back to the furry matter at hand, lips pursing as you gazed upon the hamster. Surely, there should be an easy way to figure this out…

You began to roll the small hamster in your hand like a pancake, twisting and pulling the lil guy until it started squeaking in protest. You made sure not to handle it too roughly, so you were a bit surprised at how dramatically the hamster was screaming. “Just another moment, baby…” you murmured. At the sound of the pet name, the hamster paused in its squirming, staring wide-eyed at you with its tiny mouth ridiculously agape. You arched a brow, amused at the aghast expression on its face.

“Well, that settles it. You’re definitely human, by the looks of it,” you commented, poking it lightly on the nose. The hamster scrunched up its face just as a soft pink smoke started to envelop its tiny body. You coughed harshly, your sinuses tickled by the strong scent of caramel and mint. “W-well, I think I found its spot,” you pointed out helplessly, eyes watering as you tried to keep them open.

The hamster’s body was growing ridiculously hot, forcing you to drop it on your kitchen counter. You hissed, sucking on your burned appendages as you wait for the smoke to subside. Beside you, Namjoon had Yoongi held tightly in his arms, his back turned away to keep the smoke away from their faces. “Y/N, get some clothes quickly. He’s going to be cold when he finishes transforming,” was all he said, his free hand covering his nose. “This is probably going to be its first shift in a while!”

You’re still completely flabbergasted, frozen in place. “What?” you replied dumbly, standing stock still as you waited for the smoke to dissipate. As more and more of it cleared, you noticed two pairs of long legs where there originally had been none. You waved your hand a bit, fanning the remaining fumes away from your nose, allowing you to gaze upon a very naked and very tall man sitting primly on your kitchen counter.

You and the man stared each other down, neither of you blinking nor backing down. After a few moments, the man smiled brightly at you, his cheeks bunching up much like how he did in his hamster form. “Hello, human,” he greeted, extending a hand towards you. You took it dazedly, still staring wide-eyed at him. “My name is Seokjin. I suppose this means I’m going to be your familiar from now on.”

Your gaze traveled downwards, your hands still clasped together with his. “You’re naked,” you said plainly.

He followed your gaze. “I suppose I am,” he mused, shrugging his shoulders. He was incredibly wide; it almost made no sense that he was a hamster just a few seconds ago. What did he do, bench press sunflower seeds all day? “I am also incredibly beautiful, but we can continue stating the obvious another day.” He released your hands, clasping them together with a beatific smile. “C’mon, human! Bring me your finest garments because my handsomely sculpted testicles are starting to shrivel up from the cold.”

Behind you, you could hear Yoongi hissing loudly in response.

And from that day forward, your adventures of living with the biggest nuisance in the world had begun.

x x x x x

[December 3, 11:39 PM]

Okay, maybe calling him a nuisance is a bit too mean… He’s not that bad. Although, you are sure that Seokjin would have gladly nipped you in the tit if he ever found out you thought so lowly of him. Which you don’t.

Usually.

Except when he’s being annoying, which is all the time. For example:

“Stop fucking biting, you little furball,” you grouse, flicking the hamster in the stomach. He gasps in response, or at least, you assume he had gasped since hamsters don’t exactly have the same vocal cords that humans do. What you do know, however, is that Seokjin seems particularly adamant to be irritating tonight, despite your numerous threats to snip his tiny hamster balls should he continue to pester you.

Unfortunately, none of your usual intimidation tactics work, thus prompting you to grab the small rodent and squeeze him like a squeaky toy. (And what do you know—he even squeaks like one too!)

“Will you stop bothering me? You know I’m busy.” You squint angrily at him, scowling when Seokjin looks back at you with faux innocence. This lil bitch wouldn’t know innocence if it shoved a finger up his ass! “You’ve been more annoying than usual. You even tried parkouring over my herb bottles even though I’ve told you numerous times that’s off limits!”

You feel only slightly bad for scolding him; after all, you are in the midst of preparing a particularly difficult potion for one of your clients tomorrow. Seokjin knows this, and you even specifically told him not to bother you until you finished for the night. While he often did like to interrupt your work for “life or death situations” such as “cuddling” or “spoon-feeding him some pudding,” he usually leaves you alone to do your work when you’re faced with tougher jobs. Today doesn’t seem to be the case as he nibbles ferociously on your sleeves, desperate for you to listen to whatever nonsense he wants to convey.

Rolling your eyes (albeit you admit you do it out of fondness), you gently take the little hamster into your hands, placing him on your kitchen floor. You make sure the stove for your potion making is turned off before you turn back to him, honking his button nose and waiting for him to shift completely.

Since it’s no longer his first time shifting, it only takes Seokjin a few seconds to transform into his human self, his large frame quickly taking up most of the space of your cramped kitchenette. He accidentally bumps his head into one of your hanging potted plants, causing him to yelp in surprise rather than actual pain. He glares pointedly at your orchids before switching that ire onto you, his normally saccharine brown eyes filled with thinly veiled contempt.

“Took you long enough,” he sniffs, poking you not-too gently in the cheek. He folds his arms, appearing to you like a child throwing a tantrum. “Well?”

You raise a brow, covertly turning on your stove once more to resume your potion-making. “Well what?” you say, stirring your small cauldron from the corner of your eye. Seokjin halts your movements instantly, pulling your arm away and half-dragging you towards your living room.

“H-hey! That potion is really sensitive, so let me go—”

“It’s almost midnight,” is all he says before dumping you unceremoniously on your old sunken couch. You grunt from the impact, but he doesn’t apologize for his gruffness (as he never has). You peer up at him, scowling slightly at his unexpectedly cryptic remark.

“And so? This potion is due for pick-up in two days and I’ll need to steep it for another 24 hours before I can even think to package it–”

Instead of replying, Seokjin takes his phone out of his pocket and thrusts the screen towards you. You look at it in confusion, confronted with the sight of his lock screen without any explanation. “It’s… 11:43?”

He rolls his eyes, though you notice a slight hint of disappointment clouding his expression. “And what about the date?” he pushes, lips pursed thinly into a line.

He’s trying to get you to understand without saying it outright – a habit of his that he’s acquired ever since he started hanging out more with Yoongi. Though the two are hardly considered friends, even Seokjin has to admit that being near the cat has caused him to pick up a thing or two, with his tsundere tendencies being one of the first.

You, on the other hand, are forced to play along with his antics. You know that it is December 3. As you try to rack your head for anything you might have missed, you’re pretty sure you’ve accomplished all your chores for today, save for the current potion brewing for the customer coming in two days. You think back on your day, listing off all the things you had done.

You had met up with Namjoon to pick up more herbs from his shop, you delivered more mana potions to the local apothecary, you passed by the street market to buy more sunflower seeds for Seokjin… What on earth could you be forgetting?

“I sincerely hope you’re joking, you know.” Seokjin interrupts your train of thought, breaking you from your trance. When you look back at him, you find that his annoyance has cleared. Hurt replaces his expression, his bottom lip trembling slightly as he waits for you to realize.

When it appears that you won’t be noticing anytime soon, he heaves a heavy sigh, eyes closing in defeat. His voice cracks when he says, “Fine. It’s fine. Whatever. I’ll just… Go to my room. Don’t worry about breakfast tomorrow because I’m gonna sleep in.” And with that, he swivels away from you, shoulders hunched forward as he quietly makes his way to his quarters.

Left shocked and even more puzzled, your gaze is stuck where he had just been moments ago, anxiety and guilt rising in your chest as you try harder to remember what it is that caused Seokjin to shut you out like that. In your seven months of living together, not once has he ever looked so dejected, as the handsome shifter often liked to push your buttons and tease you whenever you mess up. This is clearly not like the other times, so whatever you forgot must pertain to Seokjin himself.

“Am I missing something? Did I forget to season his dinner again?” Although it is entirely too plausible that you did, you highly doubt Seokjin would be that upset at having a bland meal. So what else could it…?

Just as you’re about to give up and beg Seokjin to tell you what you had forgotten, your phone beeps, a new text from Namjoon arriving just in time. You flick it on, your brain taking a moment to fully grasp the words you were trying to read.

from: joonieboobie to: y/n

hey y/n! are you gonna spend the entire day with seokjin tomorrow? yoongi and i figured that you’d do something special for him on his bday, so tell seokjin that we’ll treat him to a birthday dinner the next day instead. don’t have too much fun, okay? use protection LMAO

Shit.

You gasp suddenly, hand flying to your mouth as horror washes over you. Did Namjoon just say… bday?! Now that he mentions it, you realize that today is December 3rd, which means…

“Tomorrow is December 4th,” you whisper to yourself. You jump out of the couch, scrambling towards your kitchen at a wicked pace. Sweat begins to form at the back of your neck as you run over to your wall calendar, where lo and behold, tomorrow’s date is circled in blood-red ink. Circled by you, even. Holy shit holy shit holy shit–

No wonder Seokjin was so hurt. You’re a terrible, foul, no-good witch! The absolute worst person in the world! How on earth could you forget your own familiar’s birthday?

“Jesus fuck, I’m screwed,” you groan, slumping over your kitchen counter in defeat. You don’t even care that your potion has long since boiled over—not when you’ve already made a bigger mistake just now. God, you’re such a clumsy bitch; what’s the point of being a potion maker who helps cure other people’s maladies if you can’t even fix your shortcomings?

“I can fix this. I can fix this. I can—” You chant this multiple times to yourself as you rush to your nearby bookshelf, pulling out every book you own to find a last-minute gift idea. Surely, there’s something in these books that can help you make it up to Seokjin, right? You’ve made almost every potion there is under the sun, surely there is something you can brew that can bring back the smile on your lovably goofy familiar?

You’ll pour over all of these books if you have to. Despite your forgetfulness, your love for your familiar rings true; you would do anything for him, whatever he might ask.

A thought passes through your mind, but you shut it down for now. A last resort, you think grimly to yourself. You have a few hours left before he wakes up, after all. You’ll find something, you’re sure.

x x x x x

[December 4, 9:14 AM]

It turns out you do not find anything, after all. A halo of books surrounds you on your living room floor, your worn fingers littered with papercuts and ink stains after spending the whole night looking for a suitable gift for Seokjin. Everything just seems too regular to be a gift, though you suppose you’re only picky because you know that Seokjin is pickier. He’d whine for days if you gave him just any gift, and nothing grinds your gears more than having a sulking hamster eating the plants in your garden.

“Grandeur,” you can imagine him saying, nose upturned in that snooty way of his. “I require the most exquisite of presents. I, after all, am above peasantry. I cannot even stand the taste of wooden chopsticks upon my silver tongue.”

Frankly, you have no idea how he’d gotten to become such a prick so haughty, given that you know that he used to live on the streets before he had met you. Regardless, you’ve always been the type of person to be a little too forgiving, so your patience for his irritating unorthodox personality is stronger than most.

Although it might not be immediately apparent to most observers, the two of you make for a perfect pair. You are the calm to his storm, the logic to his insanity, the yin to his dumbass yang. While it’s easy to say that you hold the short end of the stick when it comes to living with Seokjin, he also grounds you and keeps you from pushing yourself too hard. There have been many long nights in the past when you would be too absorbed in your work, not even remembering to eat or drink for days. All it takes is a soft poke or nibble from Seokjin to jolt you back to your senses as he reminds you time and time again that your life matters not only to you, but him as well.

He’s your familiar. Your sweet, foolish, annoying, narcissistic familiar. It really might have been fate for you to have met all those months ago in your garden, though you’d never tell him that. He’d be much too smug about it if you did, as he never did shy away from proclaiming that he was your knight in shining armor or something.

Which is all the more reason that you fear for your life now that you’ve run out of options for his birthday present. He’d never let you hear the end of it, and you can only imagine how a vengeful and spiteful Seokjin might be compared to his normal self.

You sigh dejectedly, closing your last book and shoving it across your living room floor. “This is my fault for forgetting,” you say, rubbing your temples with a grimace. Of all the times your forgetfulness could fail you, you certainly would have hoped that this would not be one of the times when it did. You must remember to ask Namjoon to restock the ingredients needed to make more head clarity potions, though you suppose you might end up forgetting to do that as well.

Every potion in your arsenal of knowledge just wouldn’t work out for Seokjin, or at least you think so. The potions are either too useless or too useful, with the latter being a bigger problem. As much as you like to tease Seokjin for his hamster-sized brain, he did have his cunning moments. You dread to wonder what type of mischief he might come up with should you give him, say, a 24-hour luck potion.

“Though I suppose he wouldn’t be able to take over the world in 24 hours… Could he?” Even as you say it, you know in your heart of hearts that he absolutely can and will. Fucking bastard that he is.

With no other options viable to you, you did have one last trick up your sleeve. You might even say this option is worse than a 24-hour luck potion, though you will be making sure that he has adult supervision while he, erm, utilizes this gift of yours. This last-minute gift idea of yours is famous amongst your circle of friends, mostly because you do have a penchant for forgetting numerous birthdays and anniversaries in the past.

You’re usually quick to resort to this last-minute gift whenever you forget someone’s birthday, as you trust that your friends would never misuse your kindness in any way. But like most things, Seokjin is a different case entirely. As you have mentioned before, Seokjin… has ways of getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Added with the fact that you were unquestionably whipped for his hamster ass, he most often can get you to do things that aren’t what most would consider being “morally sound.” You may love him, but you certainly don’t trust him.

Long story short, you are slightly terrified of giving him ten wishes for his birthday. Ten wishes that will allow him to ask you to do anything for him, as long as they’re within your abilities of course. If anyone were to find out that you were even considering offering wishes to Seokjin, much less ten wishes, you are sure that they would throttle you for the premeditated mass destruction of the human population.

Which is why you’re going to have to make some rules for the little rodent, and hope to all the deities up above that he doesn’t find a loophole of sorts. Hopefully.

It’s nearing 9:30 AM when you manage to muster up enough courage to tiptoe noiselessly into his room, not bothering to knock as you know that he will most likely ignore you. Your heart pangs when you see him curled up into a ball in his bed, still in his human form as you had not been able to transform him back into a hamster before he had stormed off the night before. He has his back turned away from the door, but you know he’s awake when you hear his muffled sniffles. Your previous trepidation is replaced with guilt immediately, causing you to lower your head in shame.

“Seokjin? Sweetie?” You say his name hesitantly, unsurprised when the shifter refuses to look at you. You pad softly towards his bed, your knee digging into the soft mattress but not daring to come closer. You want desperately to cuddle with him in bed, always having appreciated his higher body temperature, especially during the colder months.

“I’m so sorry for forgetting your birthday, Seokjinnie. I know I’m a big fool for forgetting such an important day, but I really hope you can forgive me,” your voice grows softer the more you speak, dropping to a whisper by the end of your sentence. The room is silent, save for the sound of Seokjin’s breathing and your rapidly beating heart. Your mouth feels like sandpaper when you continue, “I know this might not make it up to you entirely, but I do have a gift that I want to share with you.”

At the mention of the word “gift,” you can see the way the small hamster ears perched on his head start to twitch. You smile secretively to yourself, knowing that you finally got his attention. “Come on, sweetie. Don’t you want to know what your present is?”

With a loud sigh, Seokjin rolls over to face you, his cheeks blotchy with tear stains and dried snot. You nearly cry out at the sight, but you keep your guilt to yourself, now more eager than ever to right your wrongs. You hate seeing him cry, most especially when it is you who had made him shed those tears.

“You got me a gift?” His voice is hoarse, but his curiosity is plain as day.

You nod happily, clapping your hands with excitement. “Yup! I know this will be the first time Seokjinnie is celebrating his birthday with me, so I thought long and hard about this—” a complete lie, but he doesn’t have to know that, “—and I thought it would be great if I gave you ten wishes for your birthday!”

There is a pause. In lieu of a response, Seokjin just sits up in bed, pushing off his blankets and blinking rapidly at you in disbelief. He rubs his eyes once, twice, but it still seems like he can’t believe what he’s seeing (and hearing). His mouth opens and closes, before finally saying, “Excuse me?”

You arch a brow, slightly confused as to why Seokjin seemed so astonished. “What? Do you not want ten wishes for your birthday?”

Seokjin shakes his head, looking like a possessed bobblehead with how quickly he moves. “No, of course I do! I just… You trust me enough to make ten wishes? Me?”

You cringe. “Well, trust is a strong word…”

“I knew it!” Seokjin scoffs, pointing at you accusingly. He flops back onto the bed, a deep pout on his face. “My ten wishes are probably gonna be stuff like ‘No cooking duties for a month!’ or something equally as lame.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, yes that could be one of your wishes if you so desired. But no, you can ask for fun stuff too.”

Seokjin raises a finger. “Oh really? Then how about—”

“No wishes that will allow you to attain world domination,” you interrupt, watching amusedly when he immediately deflates.

“Aww,” Seokjin mutters, dropping his finger. A second later, he raises the same finger again. “Then—”

“And no bodily augmentations as well,” you add.

Seokjin looks down at his crotch dejectedly. “Aww!” Seokjin repeats. ”Then what else am I supposed to ask for?!”

You shrug, tapping your chin. “Well, is there anything else in that empty skull of yours that you might want? There should be something you want that you can’t have.”

For a moment, Seokjin’s expression turns cloudy, like he usually does when he’s thinking deeply about something. It might have been the trick of the morning light, but you swear he gives you a quick once over, tongue poking out to wet his chapped lips. “I have an idea,” he says, voice low.

You feel your palms begin to sweat, unused to the dark look on Seokjin’s face. Anticipation fills you as you both stare at each other, neither willing to back down. “Y-yes?” you say, suddenly nervous to hear his response.

He smirks, tilting his head with contemplation. “I want…”

What? What do you want? You squeeze your fists unknowingly, forcibly keeping yourself from squeezing other parts of your body. Could it be..? No…

“Seokjin—”

“I want to beat Jeon Jungkook in a spicy noodle challenge. Just once in my fucking life!” Seokjin hollers, punching his pillow in the midst of his unexpected fury. His eyes are blazing, cheeks puffed up due to his unbridled hamster-y rage. “That little bunny bitch! Thinks he’s hot shit just because he can eat two more cups of spicy ramen more than me? Well, I want him to finally get a taste of his own medicine!”

You feel your shoulders sag in relief, wondering where on earth your brain had been going just a moment ago. “You… You want to get a spice resistance potion? Yeah, I can do that for you. Give me a second,” you say, dashing out of his room like your ass is on fire, afraid that he might notice the blush dusting the tops of your ears. You mentally slap yourself, biting the insides of your cheeks to keep from strangling yourself. Keep it together, Y/N. Remember how much of an idiot he is and you’ll be fine… Just don’t think too hard about it.

Lucky for Seokjin, spice resistance potions are quick enough to make and it only takes you 10 minutes to cork the finished concoction for him. You scurry back to his bedroom, about to hand the small vial over to him when the words get caught in your throat. You’re momentarily paralyzed by the sight of his naked back, his ocean-wide broad shoulders on full display for your wandering eyes to feast on. Naked Seokjin isn’t even a rare occurrence in your household, but it doesn’t get easier to witness even as the days go by. In fact, you guess it only gets harder for you, pun intended.

Thankfully (or unthankfully), Seokjin slips on a clean shirt before turning to you, his expression lighting up when he sees you (with your mouth still fully agape) with the potion in hand. “Nice one, Y/N!” He takes the vial from you, peering at the minty green color with glee. “Oh damn, when I see that little shithead, he’s not gonna know what hit him!”

“Are you gonna go challenge him today?”

He shakes his head. “Nah. I’d rather spend my birthday doing other things. Plus, I already have better ideas for the remaining nine wishes I have left.”

“Such as?”

He pats your head a little condescendingly, a devious smirk playing on his lips. “No need to worry your little head, Y/N. You don’t even need to work for four wishes, because I know for a fact that you have these potions in your stock,” he says, laughing maniacally as he scampers off to your basement storage.

“Seokjin!” You call out to him, wondering not for the first time how he always manages to outrun you despite doing nothing all day except eat sunflower seeds and play videogames all day. Though you assume it might have to do with his rodent DNA, as the little shit always did manage to slip from your fingers when you’re strangling holding him in his tiny furry form.

When you get to your cellar, you find him rummaging through your stores and softly humming a tune as he takes his time sorting through your potions. You try to peek over his shoulders to see what he’s doing, but it’s a lost cause as his entire frame somehow manages to block your entire view. Fuck him and his doorframe shoulders.

“Hey, I heard that!” Seokjin says, making you realize belatedly that you did say it out loud—not that you particularly cared if he heard. You’ve thought and said worse, plus he knows it. He thrives on being an asshole.

“Can you at least tell me what you want? I can find them for you too, as long as they aren’t… too dangerous,” you say the last part skeptically, not knowing what is categorized as “dangerous” when it comes to him. For all you know, he could somehow find a way to kill a man with a healing potion.

“No, no. I got it. Here,” he hands you a medium-sized vial filled with a colorless liquid. When you turn the bottle over, you see that you labeled it as one of your hair color changing mood potions, a popular novelty potion that you sold to kids at the market sometimes.

“Why on earth would you want this?” You snort. “Let me guess… You want to feed this to Yoongi so that you can anticipate whenever he’s about to scratch your eyeballs?”

“Close, but not quite! I want you to drink it,” Seokjin says, poking his head out of the cupboard to give you a quick smile. He winks at you, which you do not return. “Come on then. Drink up!”

You squint at him incredulously. When he doesn’t seem to be joking, you exclaim, “Hold on. Why on earth do you want me to drink this?”

But Seokjin has already shoved his head back into the cupboard, the sound of bottles clinking together nearly drowning out his voice as he struggles to find the other potions he’s looking for. “No particular reason! I just never see you with crazy hair colors and I always wondered how you’d look like in pink. I think it’d suit you.”

You flush darkly in response, stammering loudly at his brazenness. “But pink is the color for…” You trail off, embarrassment short-circuiting your brain. No way he could mean… that, could he?!

“Pink is for happiness, right?” Seokjin says after a moment, not noticing your awkward demeanor as he finally exits the cupboard, three other bottles cradled carefully in his arms. He closes the wooden door with his foot, walking out of the cellar with his prizes and not bothering to check if your dumbfounded self is following suit.

It takes a second for you to snap out of your stupor, yelping when he nearly slams the basement door on your face. “No, you idiot! Yellow is for happiness! Oh Merlin, you nearly gave me a heart attack,” you curse, treading closely on his heels.

Seokjin looks at you with confusion, but he thankfully doesn’t ask what specific mood the color pink represents. “Well, I guess you’re gonna have to live with yellow hair all day.”

“And why is that?” you say lamely.

“Because I’ll get to see how happy you are to be with me! After all, I am so incredibly handsome,” Seokjin laughs haughtily. He waits for you to open the door back to the house, his resounding laughter sounding even louder when you both enter, given the acoustics of your home.

“Then I guess my hair will be blue all day instead,” you scoff, pinching him lightly in the side.

“Oh? Because you’re sad that you can’t be as pretty as me? Understandable,” he nods sagely. “Or perhaps you’ll turn green with envy because you can’t be as pretty as me? Or even orange with fear, because you can’t be as pretty as—”

After living with him for so long, you’ve long since developed the ability to mute him out without needing to plug your ears with anything. It’s a necessary skill that you pride yourself in having, as it allows you to live in peace with the insufferable twat. You pity anyone who has ever had to live with him for an extended period of time; dear Merlin, you hope to meet his mother someday, as she must have been incredibly powerful to birth such a beast into existence and raise him willingly, too.

“Hey, are you listening to me? Are you muting me again? ON MY BIRTHDAY? Stop that!” Seokjin whines, poking you in the cheek. You startle slightly, pointing him with an annoyed look.

“Sorry, your highness. Does that count as one of your wishes? Because I honestly don’t think I can handle listening to you ALL DAY. I may be a talented witch, but even I don’t think that’s within my capabilities.”

Seokjin rolls his eyes, sticking his tongue out petulantly. “Whatever. Just drink the potion already, will you? Or would you rather I ask for a mind-reading potion instead?”

That shut you up quickly. You shudder at the thought of Seokjin with any sort of telepathic powers. You don’t consider yourself a saint, but you feel as though it’s your duty to keep him away from any sort of power. The world should thank you for your service, honestly.

Without further ado, you pop the cork off the bottle, downing the plasticky tasting potion in one big gulp. “Ugh. I don’t know why kids love this stuff. Tastes like shit.” You grimace, rushing to your kitchen to grab a glass of water.

On your way there, you notice your hair color begins to change from the mirror you keep above the kitchen sink. Your roots are starting to gain a light brown color, the default shade of the potion, but the color quickly drains out as you take your first sip of water. By the time the terrible taste is out of your tongue, your hair has turned completely gray. You finger your tresses, staring at its unnatural steeliness. “Well, at least we know it works. Gray means neutral if I remember correctly.”

“Damn, so this is how you’d look when you turn 50. Would still bang, not gonna lie,” Seokjin whistles, narrowly missing a jab to the stomach from you.

“No one asked for your opinion,” you retort hotly, hoping to the heavens that your hair isn’t changing color again.

Judging from Seokjin’s smirk, your prayers are useless. He cards a hand through your hair, admiring its new color. “Oh, interesting! Purple is for embarrassment, right? Wow, this is gonna be much more fun than I would have imagined!”

“A-anyway,” you slap his hand away, taking a step away from him to keep him from seeing your burning face (though it’s not like you hadn’t already been exposed anyway. Stupid magic potion.) You point to the three remaining bottles he had stolen from your basement, eager to divert the conversation away from the topic of your vulnerable emotions. “What about these? What on earth would you need—” You turn one of the bottles upside down, reading the label. “An illusion potion? Oh Seokjin, I don’t know about this one…”

Seokjin groans. “Oh, come on! The only rules you had were no world domination and no body augmentation, but you never said anything about fake body augmentation!”

“Trust you to find a loophole in any given circumstance,” you sigh, rubbing your temples in a futile attempt to stall the incoming migraine (too late for that, given that the personified version of a headache happens to live with you.) “Okay, fine. Tell me what you’re gonna use it for and then I’ll decide.”

“Simple,” Seokjin snaps his fingers. He trails his hands to his ass, squeezing the globes of fat with a sad sigh. “I want people to think I have an ass thicker than Park Jimin’s.”

For some indiscernible, unconnected reason, you feel as though one of the blood vessels in your brain just popped. In any case, having a stroke might be a better fate than continuing to live in the same universe as the withered toenail in front of you. “I beg you to repeat that sentence. Think about your words first, really grasp their true meaning. Try to remember what it’s like to have functioning brain cells. Then try to repeat your words with a straight face.”

“I. Want. People. To. Think. I. Have. An. Ass. Thicker. Than. Park. Jimin’s.” Seokjin repeats, his expression as flat as his ass. “Are you happy now? Will you grant my wish, please? You said no bodily augmentations, so having the illusion that I have thick ass should be perfectly acceptable, is it not?”

“I rue the day you learned to speak the human language.” You sigh irritably, pocketing the offending potion. When Seokjin begins to protest, you silence him with a quick glare. “Don’t worry, you fucking moron. I’m only allowing you to use this potion with my supervision and I simply don’t have the time to watch you bump bubble butts with the local village thot right now,” you explain.

Seokjin nods, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Indeed… I will need your assistance when I walk into town once everyone sees me with my ass shots and tiddies done. The people will simply devour me in an instant.”

“Are you aware that every moment you breathe, you are poisoning the air with your toxic presence?” you say with a deadpan stare. Ignoring his indignant squawks, you take a look at the two remaining bottles. “Alright. Please fucking tell me these are at least slightly sensible choices…”

“If there’s anything I know after living with you, it’s that our definitions of ‘sensible’ vary greatly between us,” Seokjin says, and for once you couldn’t agree more. He takes the last two bottles, turning them over to show you the labels underneath. “They’re luck and truth potions, each with a dose worth one hour. And before you say anything,” Seokjin beats you to the punch, holding a finger up when it looks like you’re about to protest, “These aren’t for me.”

You scrunch your brow in confusion, not quite following his logic. “What? Then what’s the point?”

Seokjin’s grin is mischievous, the twinkle in his eye sending a shiver down your spine. You’re familiar with that look, as it’s the same kind of expression he has whenever he plans to do something incredibly stupid, like eating uncooked noodles before pouring boiling water down his throat in order to eat instant ramen faster. You’ve been at the victim of too many of his ridiculous schemes to not know that whatever he is planning can’t be innocent.

“It’s simple, my dear Y/N. This is all part of my ingenious master plan that I thought of ten minutes ago,” Seokjin explains, tittering haughtily like some poorly designed video game villain. “Hold the applause, because my plan is going to rock your socks off.”

“I’m not even wearing any socks.”

“Then my plan will put socks on you, my dear. That’s how incredible it is,” Seokjin says, undeterred. “So basically, we’re finally going to get Yoongi and Namjoon to fuck.”

Seokjin pauses for dramatic effect, waving his hands around like a magician would, except the only magical act he’s ever performed was to be born as the first-ever living creature without a functioning brain. “Well?” he prompts, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “Are you not going to ask me how I’m going to do it?”

Your expression morphs from confusion, to incredulity, to frustration, to acceptance all in five seconds flat. You’ve long since realized that it’s easier not to ask too many questions for the sake of your mental health, though you suppose it might be important to ask a few questions, mostly for the sake of your friends’ safety. You’ve lost enough acquaintances as it is, all because your familiar with rocks for brains wouldn’t know decency if you shoved it up his ass. 

(PS: No, they aren’t dead, but they’ve told you that Seokjin makes them feel like death anyway. That’s just the sort of effect he has on people.)

“Fine, I’ll bite. What’s your ingenious plan to get Yoongi and Namjoon to fuck entail?” you ask, gritting your teeth in preparation to withstand the pure, unadulterated strength of his dumbassery.

“Well firstly, I need the luck potion to win rock, paper, scissors against Yoongi,” Seokjin starts, smirking at the thought. “It’s been my dream to beat him at the game, as the score right now between the two of us is 349 to null in his favor—”

“That’s just because you always play paper. Consistently. You never use scissors or rock,” you deadpan.

Seokjin gasps, holding a finger up to your lips to silence you. “I am above using rocks! I am no barbarian! And do you think I’d ever use scissors? That is just one step away from me throwing up a peace sign like some sort of weeb!” Seokjin retorts, nose upturned in the air. You struggle to keep your fists by your sides, the itch to punch him in his perfectly sculpted nose growing by the second.

“Regardless, I intend to win this time,” Seokjin continues. “And I will make him take the truth potion as my prize for winning so that he may finally confess his feelings for Namjoon and end their five-year-long mutual suffering.”

“Don’t you mean mutual pining?” 

“Same thing,” Seokjin shrugs. “You and I both know that those two idiots will continue to skirt around each other like teenagers who only just realized that their penises can be used in different ways other than for pissing. They’ve been in love with each other for far too long and I intend to be the cupid that brings those two together.”

“Why must you phrase things like that,” you sigh, not really asking with the intent of hearing an answer. You’ve been asking him the same question for months now, and have yet to receive an answer that isn’t “because I can!”

“So does that mean you’ll let me use the luck and truth potions?” Seokjin asks, his lip jutted out in what he probably presumes is a cute manner, but all it does is make him look like his bottom lip got stung by a hornet. (Still kinda cute though, you think to yourself.)

After taking another five seconds to deeply access the state of your life, you sigh tiredly, feeling weary beyond your years. Figures that he would notice the attraction between your two best friends, but still remains oblivious to your own feelings. 

“Fine,” you acquiesce, crossing your arms in an attempt to look annoyed. You aren’t doing a very good job, however, as you try not to smile at Seokjin’s unabashed excitement. Fuck him for being so adorable when he’s happy. Why couldn’t he be excited over more normal things, like R-18 video games or hentai?

You clear your throat, stopping his celebration. “Do you really want to spend your birthday getting Namjoon and Yoongi to get together though? Pardon me for saying this, but I seriously didn’t think you’d want to help them.”

“Why not?”

“You always seemed a little too enthusiastic whenever the two of them were being...” you pause, stuck on the word you want to use.

“Super stupidly horny for each other? Yeah, I admit that I do enjoy watching Namjoon getting a boner whenever Yoongi does that weird cat thing,” he says, shrugging.

“Weird cat thing? You mean when he stretches and his entire torso grows twice as long?”

“Precisely!” Seokjin claps his hands, grinning ear to ear. “It’s super gross and weirdly cute! I don’t know how Namjoon finds that even remotely horny-inducing. Must be a cat person thing.”

You shake your head, unwilling to think deeper about the psychological mechanisms of your friends. “Besides the point. Do you want to head over to Namjoon’s place now? They invited us for dinner tomorrow to celebrate your birthday anyway, so we can always do this next time, or…”

“Hell no,” Seokjin is quick to interject, knowing that you're just trying to weasel your way out of being an accomplice in his ill-planned hijinks. Your shoulders slump in defeat. "You are not getting out of this. We are doing this today before either of us forget! C'mon, it won't take that long."

"That's what I was afraid you'd say," you grumble. "But fine. Just gimme a sec to get ready," you point at Seokjin's ahegao printed pajamas with disgust, "—and you should probably change out your clothes too."

Seokjin looks down at his clothes with a confused expression. "What's wrong with my PJs?"

"I think the more important question is what's wrong with you," you reply, stalking off to your bedroom. You smile secretly to yourself when you hear his squawks of offense.

As you hadn't gotten sleep the night before, you only just notice that you're still wearing yesterday's clothes on your back, the sweat after hours of worrying about what to get Seokjin making your shirt stick grossly to your armpits. You strip off quickly, doing your best to freshen up and look semi-decent (though there isn't much of a need; you've been friends with Namjoon long enough that he's seen you at your worst.)

You pass by your dresser, seeing your reflection in the mirror. Your hair color is shifting from yellow to brown at a rapid pace, making it appear as though you'd been the victim of a terrible dye job.

"I'm a victim, for sure..." you mutter to yourself, fingering your multi-colored locks. The brown color is for annoyance, which shouldn't be much of a surprise to anyone, but the yellow? Happiness isn’t exactly the word you’d describe your emotions right now. And also, do your eyes deceive you? Is there a patch of pink appearing just at the crown of your head?

“No, no… This is no good at all.” You force yourself to think of sad thoughts, trying desperately for the colors to change—but to no avail. Luckily, that hamster bastard doesn't remember what pink means, or else you'd definitely be screwed, and maybe not even in the good way.

You sigh tiredly, slumping over onto your bed when the fatigue from the day finally hits you. “It’s only morning, and I already want to die. Must be a record,” you snort in exasperation, watching as the tips of your hair turn black in response. “Wow, thanks magic. No one would have guessed I was tired unless you said so,” you mutter sarcastically. 

You never thought that you were much of a tsundere, but you're starting to understand the appeal. People knowing your emotions so easily is disconcerting, to say the least. You'd rather die than let Seokjin know that his stupid little antics actually do make you happy, since spending time with him doing pretty much anything is always a good time. It's just... someone has to hold the brain cell in the relationship, and you never would have expected that you'd be the wielder majority of the time.

When you step out back into the living room feeling more refreshed, Seokjin is ready to go. Which is to say, he hasn't moved a single inch from where he was standing just ten minutes ago.

"You bitch! I told you to get dressed," you snap. You pull him by the ear, making the 179 cm adult man whine like a little baby. "Take your clothes off!"

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he wheezes, still grimacing from the throbbing pain from where you had tugged his lobe. He tries to wink at you but fails tremendously. He looks like he’s having a funky lil seizure instead. "Just transform me into my animal form and let me ride in your pocket. It's too cold out to walk! You know how sensitive my nipples are! They turn into ping pong balls when it's winter."

"I don't care. Please stop using me as your personal taxi service; you've shat in the pockets of two of my coats already," you grumble, but your pleas remain unheard. He pouts, and your feeble willpower disintegrates immediately at the sight. You sigh, "But since it's your birthday, I won't complain about it this time."

"You literally just complained though?"

You ignore him. You outstretch your finger, ready to boop. "Alright, gimme your nose, wench."

Instead of coming closer as you expected, Seokjin just gives you a contemplative look. Never a good sign. "Actually, that gives me an idea..."

"Oh, dear Merlin. Not another one of those. Please spare me," you groan.

"This one is easy though!" Seokjin tuts, bonking you on the head. You hear something click in the back of your skull, but now is not the time to ponder about such trivialities. He continues, "Instead of my nose being my transformation point... Do you think you could—"

"I am not making your penis your transformation point," you interrupt.

"—make my butt my transformation point? Wait, hold on, nevermind. I think I like your idea better," Seokjin jumps in excitement, but his mirth dies when he sees your unimpressed stare. "Okay, fine. No penis touching. But butts! You touch my butt all the time anyway! It shouldn't be that different."

"Yeah, but I only touch your ass so often because you beg me to punch and massage it in hopes of it becoming bigger. Which, by the way, isn't a real thing. You should do squats instead or something."

Seokjin gasps, scandalized. "Me? Working out? Please, that's as improbable as Yoongi turning into a regular-sized person!"

"I'm telling Yoongi you said that," you roll your eyes. "And to answer your question, no I won't switch your transformation point to your—" Wait, hold the phone. That gives you an idea. A glorious plan, something that might finally teach him a lesson.

No way in hell he would fall for that, though, you think idly to yourself. You’d be too obvious! Unless..?

"What is it?" Seokjin asks, confused when you suddenly stop speaking. He gazes curiously at the way your eyes are glazed over, concerned when he sees the way the corners of your lips twitch slightly. "What's up with you?"

You snap out of your reverie, your mischievous thought quickly cementing itself in your mind. Seokjin may be a chaotic shithead, but so are you. No one can endure living with Kim Seokjin for long without gaining a few shithead genes in the process, and you're no exception. This will teach him to be a little more conscientious, you hope. It's a pipedream, but as they say... Reach for the moon, and if you miss, then at least you'll get swallowed up by a black hole and turn into spaghetti.

"Nothing. Just had a thought, thot." You whistle innocently, barely holding down your grin when Seokjin stares at you suspiciously. Fortunately, your hair color hasn't given you away. To be fair, you didn't know light blue was the color for being a jackass either; you learn something new every day. "Nevermind that. I changed my mind. I'll grant your wish. After all, it is your birthday."

"That's right!" Seokjin exclaims, but there's a note of uncertainty and nervousness in his tone. He squints at you, pursing his lips. "Aha... Of course, it's only right that you give me what I want. It's what you promised, after all."

"Yes, yes... What Seokjin wants, Seokjin gets..." You trail off, your mind preoccupied as you hurriedly go over to your kitchen cupboard. You aren't sure if you kept them or not, so it takes you a few moments of sifting through all the bottles of herbs before you find it in the back, where it has gained a thin layer of dust all over it. You wipe it off, humming in victory when you see that it's exactly what you need.

You take a quick look at the bottom of the bottle, pleased to see that Namjoon had forgotten to label it, like always. But you remember what it is, even though you've never really quite needed to use this particular herb. He had given it to you as a strange novelty item a long time ago: it was an ingredient for obscure potions that were never really ordered at regular magical apothecaries, which is why it had remained untouched in your cupboard until today.

By itself, it has strong magical properties too, or rather... You suppose it would be more accurate to call them side effects. It has an incredibly confounding side effect that some might consider dangerous, which is why it's important to handle this herb with the proper protective equipment. Not that Seokjin would know that, of course.

"Here," you say, handing over the innocuous-looking bottle to Seokjin. He peers at it, turning it over to look for the nonexistent label.

"What is this? Weed?" he murmurs, popping the lid open and taking a tentative sniff. "Doesn't smell like it," he says, raising a brow in confusion. You let out a small giggle, but thankfully, he doesn't notice your slip up.

"Nah, it's called the Baliktad herb. I remember that Namjoon had given it to me ages ago, and it's coincidentally something you can use to... transfer magic from one body part to another." You choose your words carefully, though it's not like you're lying, anyway. Vagueness is the first step in deceit, after all.

"Really? How does it work?" 

"Simple! All you have to do is grind some of the herbs into a powder, mix it with some water to form a paste, then rub it on your nose and your butt. Wait a few seconds and poof!"

Seokjin nods, intrigued. "Wow, I've never heard of this thing before. Are there other uses for this? Say, what if I rubbed some of it on my dick instead—"

"Oh shut the fuck up and give me that," you grab the bottle back, glaring at his impish face. "You know what? I can't trust you to administer it on yourself. Lemme make the paste and I'll rub it on you."

"That sounds hot," Seokjin winks, barely dodging your kick to his nuts. "Hey, hey! Feet off the prize, darling! My balls are where the ladies get their babies."

To stop yourself from screaming, you keep your mouth shut this once. Besides, you're too excited for what you're about to do to him, so keeping silent is a small price to pay. All of it will be worth when you finally give him a taste of his own medicine. Or rather, a smell of his own medicine.

When you finish grinding the herb into a paste, you clear your throat, gesturing for Seokjin to sit on the couch. "Alright, let me put some on your honker first before I get to your ass. And no, you better not make some 'ass is grass' joke."

Seokjin visibly deflates. "Hey, what the fuck? You stole my joke before I even said it! I guess that's soulmate culture for you," he sighs dreamily, before yelping loudly when you shove two gloved fingers up his nostrils. "Hey! What was that for!"

"Oh, sorry," you apologize unapologetically. "I was just worried that if I slathered it on top of your nose, I might accidentally trigger your transformation, so I took the safer route it jammed it up your nostrils instead."

"Whatever happened to a gentlelady's touch..." he whines, scowling petulantly at you. "Wait, if you're gonna jam it up my nostrils, then does that you're also gonna jam it up my—"

Before he can finish his sentence, you push him down onto his stomach, kneeling on his back and literally stealing his breath away. "Aight, rat. I'm shoving your pants down now," you warn gruffly. He makes a winded sound, probably a snarky response that would have made you slap his nuts. Fortunately, your legs were currently crushing his windpipe and leaving him incapable of speaking.

It's funny how you’ve become numb to the sight of his naked ass at this point. Once upon a time, you had blushed constantly at the sight of his sweet cheeks, making for an awkward first two months of living together. Every time you close your eyes, the two globes would be imprinted underneath your lids, haunting you. Nowadays, you'd be more concerned if he wasn't wearing his signature "God Won't Let Me Die" booty shorts.

Also, despite what he says, he isn't completely assless. He has a substantial amount of cake, certainly nothing to scoff at. You grumble and moan about "having" to massage his ass, but honestly? Who wouldn't want to grab his ass? You might be stupid, but you aren't an idiot.

“The salve is going to be cold, by the way,” you warn, though it’s useless to say at this point since he already experienced it when you shoved up his nose just two minutes ago. Whatever. 

Unlike then, you are much gentler applying the salve on his butt this time, mostly out of fear that 1) you'd accidentally penetrate his asshole with your finger like that one time (don't ask), or 2) you'd massage his butt like you know he wants you to.

“Harder, mommy,” he fake moans, wiggling his ass. You almost slap him on instinct, but think better of it.

"I hate that you're such a... debauched cretin," you say, tenderly rubbing his ass with a scowl. If any bystander were to see you, they'd might have thought you were his kind girlfriend rubbing medicine on a bruise or massaging your poor fatigued boyfriend. One might have even thought you were rubbing him a little bit too sensually, but little do people know... You were playing a stupid little prank on your dumbass familiar that may or may not cause him to beat you up (not that it would be much of a punishment to you, anyway. They don’t write romances like these anymore, huh?)

He taps you on the thigh, and you guess that he’s probably having difficulty breathing from your weight on his back. Feeling kinda bad for him, you shift your legs over, choosing to straddle him instead. However, the regret from your decision comes instantaneously the moment he regains his breath.

"You love me, though. You think I'm funny," Seokjin replies, albeit his voice is still a little strained under your weight.  "You think I'm cute, too."

Yeah, you do. "I think your hamster form is cute. Get that shit out of your head," you scoff, but your heated cheeks betray you.

“I can’t see you right now, but I bet your hair is an insane shade of purple, isn’t it?” he teases, wiggling like a worm to express his glee.

“Fuck you,” you grouse. You slap his thigh twice in retribution: the first one for teasing you, and the second one for pretending to moan after you had slapped him the first time.

He was only half-right about your hair, anyway. You catch a glimpse of your pastel purple and pink hair from the corner of your eye, alarmingly visible for all to see. Honestly, it doesn’t take a lot of brainpower to figure out what pink actually means, most especially since you have never been subtle with your affections for him. After all, not everyone has the patience to keep up with his antics. The fact that you haven’t squashed him into a tiny hamster pancake is proof enough that you really do love him.

I mean, who else would give Kim Seokjin ten wishes on his birthday? That's giving him way too much power that no one should be comfortable with. Just goes to show that maybe like attracts like, sometimes. You must be a little crazy too, you suppose.

He’s never caught on to your feelings, however, as he probably thinks you’re more like an annoying younger sister or something. After all, you bicker with him more than anything else, but that’s just how it is on this bitch of an earth.

Luckily or unluckily for you, Seokjin doesn’t comment on your hair color when he sits up after you finish rubbing the herbs onto his gooch. He’s much too busy wrinkling his nose in confusion, his forehead scrunching as the herbs are presumably starting to take effect.

“How am I supposed to know when the herbs work?” he asks, scratching his nose. The salve has dried out considerably, turning more into flecks that fall off when he disturbs it. So now, it looks like he has disgusting leathery boogers hanging out from his nostrils. Somehow, he makes it work anyway.

“Oh, you’ll know,” you respond vaguely, smiling when you can tell that Seokjin’s suspicions are beginning to grow. “Want me to test it out?”

Seokjin nods, leaning closer and presenting you with his nose. You tap him gently on the tip (lol), both of you waiting for the scent of caramel and mint to signal his shift. When nothing comes, Seokjin gasps in elation, clapping his hands gleefully as he bounces up and down in his seat.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe that worked! I was so sure you were gonna prank me… I overestimated you,” he says haughtily, pointing his stupid nose up in the air. He guffaws, standing up and wagging his ass at you smugly. “C’mon, then! Slap my ass and let’s see if it really works!”

You don’t move immediately, disappointed when the actual effect of the herb doesn’t seem to be working. You pout, observing him skeptically. “Wait, hold on. Are you sure you don’t feel weird?”

His victory hoots come to an abrupt halt. “No? Why would I be?”

“Don’t you… smell anything odd?”

Seokjin looks at you weirdly. “No? Unless you count not smelling my transformation scent, then—wait, just a second.” He freezes up, sniffing the air with a disgusted expression on his face. “Shit, you’re right! There’s something super funky in the air. You didn’t fuck up my sense of smell or something, did you?”

“Nope,” you say, popping your p. Your smirk grows, breathy giggles escaping you. “Say, can you describe what you’re smelling?”

“Oh Merlin, it’s terrible! It smells like shit? Like fucking… like ass or something!” He grimaces, sticking his tongue out as he is assaulted by the stench that only he can smell. “What the fuck is that? Oh my fucking word…”

You’re breaking into full out laughter at this point, nearly falling over onto the floor from the strength of your mirth. You barely hear Seokjin’s squawks of bewilderment, ignoring his demands to tell him what you had done to him.

“I can’t believe it worked,” you wheeze, hunched over on your knees. You’re spraying spit everywhere from your hysterics, though you are exaggerating your delight a little just to piss Seokjin off. You point and scream at his face, hollering like a banshee until he finally grabs your wrists to make you stop.

“Out with it! What the hell did you do to me?” he shouts, shaking you roughly with unhinged eyes.

It takes you a moment to respond, unable to breathe through your giggles. “You—you’re fucking—smelling your own—wheeze—your own ass!”

Seokjin stares at you, dumbfounded. “What?!”

“Your—HAHA—your fucking ass! I switched your nose to your ass, you idiot! Just like you asked!”

Seokjin’s jaw drops, complete bafflement and betrayal on his expression. He backs away from you, shaking his head slowly with bugged-out eyes as he begins to fully understand the weight of your treachery. “You,” he seethes, venom dripping from that singular word. He sounds like a pet owner about to scold their dumbass cat for eating his prized plastic big booby women figurines or something. 

You grin sweetly back at him, batting your eyelashes for extra effect. “Me? What about me?”

You don’t even have the reflexes to dodge him when he lunges for you, grabbing your neck and strangling you. “You bitch! How could you do this to me on my birthday!”

“Hehehe…” you wheeze, sounding even more goblin-ish with his grip on your throat. “You underestimated me, bastard. You asked for your ass to become your transformation point, and I did. You never said I couldn’t make transfer your sense of smell, too.”

“I didn’t ask you to make me smell my own ass! This is fucking garbage!” he yells, letting you go. You gasp for breath, but you’re still shaking with laughter at the absolutely deranged look in his eyes. He looks like an ape that was recently set free from his enclosure and out onto the streets.

“That’s what you get for not wiping your ass, then!” you retort, sticking your tongue out petulantly.

“Well, we can’t go to Namjoon’s house when all I can smell is my own fucking ass! Merlin, I should’ve downed the luck potion when you left to get changed, but I wanted to be A GOOD PERSON and so decided against it,” he sniffs, utterly irked by this turn of events. “I’m never going to be a moral person again!”

“When have you ever been one? I wasn’t even aware you had a conscience,” you say. “Wait, that reminds me. I’ll be taking these until we go to Namjoon’s, then!” You grab the luck and truth potions, keeping them behind your back. Seokjin immediately tries to grab them, but you’re quick to punch him in the gut with your free hand.

“Ooph! You’re such a meanie—aw shit!” Seokjin screams, holding his hands to his nose instinctively. “Fuck! That was a dirty move! You know hitting my stomach makes me fart! I can’t even cover my nose!”

“Hey, maybe for your next wish, you should ask for some cake. Then maybe we can recreate the cake farts video,” you suggest, mostly as a joke. But of course, you shouldn’t have been surprised when Seokjin starts to seriously contemplate your offer.

“Hmm… I was gonna ask for cake next, but now you’re making me really want cake now,” he hums, shrugging you off when you hit him in retaliation. “What? Why do you keep hitting me?! You’re the one who said it, not me! We might as well turn lemons into lemonade!”

“It was a fucking joke, you moron! I’m seriously going to eat you if you don’t stop being weird—”

“Oh shit, how do you keep reading my mind? Vore was gonna be my next wish too—”

“Shut up!” you hiss, your ears perking up. “I think I heard something from outside.”

You were both so busy bickering with each other that you hadn’t noticed that the doorbell had been ringing for the last minute or so. You both freeze, hearing the shrill sound of the bell going off, followed by three loud knocks. “Hello? Y/N? Are you home?” a familiar voice calls out. “It’s me, Taehyung!”

“Taehyung?” you shriek, staring incredulously at the door. He isn’t meant to visit until the end of the month to pick up refills for his grandfather’s medication. What could he need all of a sudden? “H-hold on! Gimme one sec!”

You’re only two steps away from answering the door when a growl (a squeal? Can hamsters growl?) stops you in your tracks. You slowly turn back to Seokjin, your blood running cold when you remember his blatant dislike for this particular customer. In fact, his aversion towards Taehyung runs so deep that you never allow him to stay in his human form around him lest he begins cursing him out like a sailor.

It doesn’t help, however, that Taehyung only ever sees him in his hamster form and constantly coos at him like a pet. You’ve had to apologize numerous times for the dozens of bites all over his hands and arms, but Taehyung always laughs it off, too oblivious to realize that a two-inch hamster wants to suffocate him with his own mullet.

There seems to be no discernable reason as to why Seokjin loathes Taehyung with such passion, though you’ve always suspected that it’s because he feels threatened by people prettier than him. You’d be the last person to admit to him that he’ll always be the prettiest in your eyes, especially since it would only make him ten times more insufferable.

Until then, Taehyung is just going to have to deal with a murderous, psychotic furball coming for his life. 

Aforementioned psychotic furball takes a step towards the front door, but you’re quick to block his path. “Don’t you dare,” you warn, but you can already sense Seokjin’s hackles rising.

“I know what I want for my next wish,” Seokjin responds instead, disregarding your order.

“Overruled. I’m not letting you kick Taehyung in the nuts,” you say, hands poised to attack. You’re about to smack him on the nose when you realize that it’s not going to work this time. “Fuck! Give me your ass! I am not letting you get away with murder for your birthday!”

“I’ll give you my ass next time, darling. For now, I must defeat my sworn enemy, once and for all!” he howls, making a mad dash towards the door. “I’ll kill you, pretty boy! Only one person can be pretty, and it’s going to be me!”

He may be quicker than you on a regular day, but the adrenaline pumping through your veins gives you enough speed to land a loud, fat slap on his ass before he can even think to twist the doorknob open. Seokjin yelps in surprise as he turns towards you with a betrayed look in his eyes, before promptly being swallowed up by pink smoke and leaving an aggressive ball of fur where he once stood.

“Squeak! Squeak squeak squeak squeak!!” he squeaks, and you’ve long since learned his mannerisms well enough that you know that he just said “Y/N! I’ll fucking kill you!!” or something to that effect.

You pick him up gently into your hands, shushing him to no avail. “Fine, if you’re going to be that way—” you hiss, glaring at him when he gives you a haughty squeak. “—then I’ll just have to...yah!” you yell, hucking him across your living room and (safely) onto the couch.

(Caution: Do not do this to your hamsters. Seokjin is a magical hamster and is unnaturally sturdy, even in hamster form. He is an outlier and should not be counted. Plus, he deserves it.)

With Seokjin out of the way, you finally manage to get the door open without trouble. You greet Taehyung with a smile, although you do not doubt in your mind that you must look a bit worse for wear. Like the gentleman that he is, Taehyung doesn’t comment on your haggard appearance.

“Hey, Y/N. Sorry for intruding without notice. May I come in?” he asks. You nod a little too enthusiastically, stepping aside and allowing him into your abode. You glance at the couch, gasping quietly when you don’t see Seokjin anywhere. 

“Shit,” you curse lowly, to which Taehyung turns to you with a confused look.

“Pardon?” He must have mistaken your agitation to be directed towards him, as he bows to you apologetically. “Sorry again, you must be busy with other things today, but I’m in desperate need of a refill.”

“A refill?” you ask, semi-distracted as your eyes flit around the room, desperately searching for the small brown ball undoubtedly zipping around right under your nose. “What for? Is your grandfather doing okay?”

“Yes, ol’ pops is doing fine. I’m here to ask for a refill for… the other thing,” he coughs, cheeks darkening ever so slightly. His embarrassed tone breaks you from your search for Seokjin, forcing your gaze on him instead.

“The other thing? What do you mean—oh,” you interrupt yourself, finally understanding his meaning. “That thing.”

Taehyung nods frantically, hiding his face in his hands. “S-sorry, I know I asked for that potion as a one-time thing, but I met this new girl who’s really energetic, and let’s just say that I’m not keen on disappointing her when we’ve only started dating.”

You chuckle lightly, patting him on the back. “No need to explain, Tae. I’m not here to judge you. Besides, I just hope this girl doesn’t accidentally kill you like the previous one. Didn’t you say you went at it for three days straight?”

Taehyung groans, his flush growing until it reaches the back of his neck. “D-don’t even remind me about that! I accidentally took two doses of the potion that time and I was wishing for death by the seventh hour. I swear, I thought my dick was gonna turn into a raisin by the end of it—”

“Squeak!”

You both turn your heads towards the shrill noise coming from somewhere in your kitchen. “Shit, I forgot! T-Tae, just stay right here! I’ll be right back.” You jog towards the source, suddenly remembering that there was a live rodent on the loose with an evil agenda and only you would be able to stop him from fulfilling his goals.

You burst inside, immediately spotting that your bottom cupboard is ajar. It’s where you keep your extra stores of potions for regular customers, but you have very little time to wonder which potion Seokjin is aiming for before you’re already ripping open the door to stop the vermin.

“Oh you fucking little ballsack,” you snarl, dismayed when you realize that you’re too late. Seokjin has already found the potion he was looking for, having opened it up and already halfway finished drinking the damn thing.

You slap him away from the bottle before he can do any more damage, smacking him hard enough that his tiny hamster body slams against the cupboard wall. You don’t miss the victorious furry grin on his face, holding up a tiny hamster thumbs up to spite you. “What the hell did you drink?” you hiss, grabbing the half-empty bottle and flipping it over to read the label. “Verbosity potion… Oh, you bastard!”

You know Seokjin has always wanted to cuss out Taehyung like it’s his life mission, but you’ve always made sure that he was safely locked away in his bedroom whenever the younger boy was over for a visit. Seokjin knows today was his only opportunity to get his way, especially since he could always weasel his way out of punishment by using his birthday as an excuse.

“If you say even one word to Taehyung, I swear I’ll—”

“Y/N? Is everything alright?” Taehyung asks meekly from the living room, still standing where you had left him. He has his neck craned slightly to check up on you, but your back is thankfully blocking his view of the tiny psychopath you call your familiar.

“Y-yes! Everything’s just peachy keen,” you laugh nervously, your attention still focused on Seokjin. Your familiar has yet to make a peep, and both of you are slightly confused when he struggles to speak.

“S...squeak?” Seokjin asks, blinking in bewilderment. He looks to you for an explanation, but you’re as lost as he is. Not to toot your own horn, but you’re one of the greatest potion makers of your generation; it’s almost unheard of for your potions to not work.

You don’t question it for now; instead, you grab Taehyung’s requested refill from the back, the red and pink label making it easy to locate. “Here you go! This should be less intense than the previous one I gave you. This one will lose its effect once you’ve… finished, to say the least,” you grimace, smiling awkwardly.

Taehyung takes it from you, shaking your hands wildly. “Thank you so much, Y/N! You’re definitely a lifesaver. I owe you one,” he says, already making his way out the door. “I’ll hand over the payment to you when I come to pick up my grandfather’s medicines at the end of the month if that’s fine with you!”

“No worries, Tae. Take care!” you call out, waving goodbye until he closes your door shut. With Taehyung gone, you instantly return to kneel in front of your cupboard, where Seokjin is still slumped over, unmoving. He looks more dazed than usual, his black eyes unseeing as he stares somewhere behind you.

“Seokjin? You alright? Can you speak?” you ask, but he doesn’t react, as if he hadn’t heard you. You wave a hand in front of his face, snapping your fingers when that doesn’t work. “Hey, smooth brain. I’m sorry for smacking you, okay? I know it’s your birthday and I should be treating you better, but you really shouldn’t snoop around in my potion stores and drink stuff without my permission.”

When Seokjin still does not reply, you decide to pick him up and place him on the floor. You tap him on the bum, waiting a few seconds until Seokjin is back to his human form. When the smoke fades, he’s still stuck in his stupor, but you notice the dark red flush creeping up his neck and ears.

“Seokjinnie? Holy shit, are you okay?” You panic slightly, holding a hand up to his forehead and gasping when you feel the sharp rise in his body temperature. He is definitely feverish, and you’re worried that he might have had some allergic reaction to the potion or something. “Shit, are you getting a rash? Sweetie, can you hear me? Say something, please.”

“Y/N,” he rasps, licking his lips. His pupils are undilated to an unnerving degree, and his breathing is ragged. He stands up unsteadily, wobbling in place. “Fuck, I don’t really feel well.” His voice is deep, speaking unusually slower. You shudder involuntarily, fearful and intrigued all at once.

You shake your head, clearing your thoughts. Seokjin could seriously be in danger right now! Now is not the time to get horny! “Seokjin, explain how you feel. I’ll try to figure out what antidote I should make in case you actually did accidentally poison yourself with something,” you say hurriedly, going over to your stove and grabbing a spare cauldron from its rack. You’re grabbing random herbs and chucking them into a pot, too preoccupied and worried to hear Seokjin groan behind you.

“I feel… hot. And not in a sexy way,” Seokjin whimpers, curling into himself. There is sweat lining the edge of his brow, despite the house being relatively chilly due to the cold weather. “Okay, maybe a little bit in a sexy way.”

“Well if you can still joke about it, then it shouldn’t be life-threatening, whatever this is,” you say. Seokjin coughs out a laugh, but even that makes him cringe from the discomfort.

You decide to check the potion he had drank and see what ingredients you had used, as it usually will tell you how to make a reverse for it. When you grab the bottle, it only just hits you that the color of the potion is a little off than you remember. If you remember correctly, verbosity potions are usually a pale yellow color, but this one has a darker and deeper tone. In fact, you could see flecks of red sediment floating around, something that you recognize as wyvern blood.

Hold on… Verbosity potions don’t require wyvern blood. Very few potions require it at all, and the only one you can think of that would need it is none other than—

“Oh fucking shit,” you curse for what feels like the twentieth time in this story. You whip your head to face Seokjin, whose entire upper body seems to be bathed in a deep red flush. He’s panting in earnest now, tongue lolling out as he fights the fever consuming him. Little does he know, it isn’t a regular type of fever that he’ll be able to recover with medicine. You gulp, struggling to find an explanation.

“So, umm…” You laugh hesitantly, rubbing the back of your neck with a wry smile. Seokjin peeks up at you from behind his bangs, some of it plastered to his forehead from sweat. The faraway look in his eyes has disappeared, replaced by an unsettling hunger and darkness that is uncharacteristic for the mischievous hamster shifter. You gulp. “Seokjin, I think I know what you drank and it wasn’t the verbosity potion.”

“What?” he croaks, wincing when he adjusts himself to lean on the kitchen counter. You catch sight of a bulge forming in the front of his pajama shorts, miraculously still unnoticed by Seokjin himself. “Fuck, Y/N. I’m burning up.”

The way he utters your name brings a shiver down your spine, and your familiar notices immediately. His gaze is transfixed on the exposed part of your neck, trailing over your skin until his eyes finally land on your lips. You lick them unconsciously, with Seokjin following the movement.

“Seokjin, I need you to get to bed right now. I don’t know how long this potion is going to last, but I’m gonna need you to—”

“What did you do to me?” Seokjin growls, his grip on the counter tightening to the point that he may have cracked the marble. You know he’s strong despite being a prey shifter, but you didn’t think he’d become this powerful and aggravated. You’re guessing that it might be a side effect from him drinking the potion when he was in his hamster form. He had more or less drunk the dosage required for a regular-sized human, so his smaller body size must have led to a slight overdose. This is all guesswork on your part, but hindsight isn’t going to help you right now.

“I, umm… I think I might have accidentally mislabelled the potion,” you admit reluctantly, feeling meek under his heavy presence. You’ve never felt threatened or intimidated by him before, so this is completely uncharted territory for you. You know deep in your heart that he’d never do anything to hurt you even in his inebriated state, but you would still do well to take all your precautions when approaching him. “I think… I might have given Taehyung the wrong potion, too.”

Seokjin doesn’t respond and just keeps watching you as you fidget in place. You continue, “H-he came over today because he wanted a refill, right? W-well, he actually asked for libido potion. And, so—”

“You gave me horny juice? Is that what’s happening?” Seokjin groans, crossing his legs together when he finally registers the very distinct swelling in his underwear. “Fuck,” he moans, involuntarily humping the air to search for some sort of reprieve.

You scoff, trying to keep your tone as level as possible so as not to alarm him. “What do you mean I gave you horny juice? You’re the one who drank it without permission!” you retort, but the scolding dies on your lips when Seokjin starts to grind against the counter, small gasps leaving his mouth. Your throat goes dry, and you know it’ll only be a few more moments before Seokjin’s limited control will start to slip away.

“Y-Y/N, what do I do?” he whines, giving up on the counter and weakly reaching out for you. “I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t cum right now. I-I need you.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” you start, your stomach swirling with arousal. His scent is stronger than usual, filling your senses with nothing but caramel, mint, and Seokjin. Even as you’re talking, you feel your resolve chipping away despite your better judgment. “You’re not thinking properly right now, and I don’t wanna take advantage of you—”

“N-no! I want it, no, I want you. I’ve always wanted you,” he pants, taking the two short steps to latch his hands on your waist. You flinch when you feel his large palms touch you, the heat palpable even through your clothes. Even with lust clouding his vision, he is gentle with you, like he’s afraid of hurting you. “I-I know you must think I’m a nuisance, and I’ve done n-nothing but annoy you these past few months, but I… I genuinely care about you a lot, Y/N. W-which is why I was so hurt when I thought you forgot my birthday, but even if you did, I was j-just happy to be living with you. Because I really lo—”

He gasps, unable to finish his thought as he accidentally tightens his grasp on you. He pulls you closer until your bodies are aligned, nuzzling into your neck. His teeth scrape your skin slightly, pulling a loud moan from you. You flush, embarrassed, but you have no time to worry about that when you feel how incredibly hard and solid he is against your stomach.

“P-please, help me? It doesn’t have to mean anything; we can forget about it after but right now, I don’t think I’m going to live past tomorrow unless I have my cock stuffing your pussy right this very moment,” he says in one breath, his hands reaching behind you to squeeze your ass. He inhales deeply, releasing it with a content sigh. “Fuck, I can already smell how wet you are. I just know my cock will stretch it out real good, just like how I always dreamed.”

“You… you dreamt of me like that?” you whisper, shocked. You don’t know why your brain latches onto that piece of information out of all the filthy things he just said, but you have to admit that the thought of him having wet dreams about you turns you on greatly.

“Are you kidding me? Have you seen yourself?” He sounds incredulous, like you’d just said something completely unfathomable to him. “Fuck, do you remember when I got my rut two months ago, and I stayed with Namjoon and Yoongi so that you wouldn’t feel awkward around me? They love to tease me about the number of times I moaned your name every time I came,” he admits. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you even if I tried.”

“Fuck, Seokjinnie,” you whine, your fingers scrambling to hang onto his chest, his back, his neck—anywhere, really. Your legs feel like jelly, afraid that you might stumble from how weak you’ve become from your own arousal. “Why didn’t you say anything before now?”

“I’m sorry I had to confess this way,” he says, caressing your hair with unexpected tenderness. He chuckles quietly, his breath tickling your neck. “But I really mean it, horny juice or not.”

Your heart squeezes inside your chest, not believing your lucky stars for allowing you to meet this wonderful boy in front of you. You can hardly believe your ears; never in your wildest dreams would you ever expect that he would also like you back.

“Seokjin, I also—” you begin, ready to spill your feelings all over the floor, but the moment is broken when Seokjin abruptly lifts you by the ass, his palms squeezing you as he barrels determinedly to his bedroom. You shriek in surprise, clutching onto his neck and holding on for dear life. “What the fuck? Seokjin, put me down!”

“No time for feelings! We can talk after we fuck,” he hoots, bouncing you onto the bed. You grunt from the impact, disoriented by the quick turn of events. Your head is spinning, so you don’t even register Seokjin’s hands peeling off your pants in one smooth motion.

A mixture of the cold air and nerves causes your legs to be littered with goosebumps. Seokjin, ever the attentive familiar, notices and rubs soothing circles all over, the heat inside of you coming back with a vengeance. “Sorry about that, baby,” he coos, massaging you. You shake your head, telling him it’s alright.

You are embarrassed when you feel how your panties stick uncomfortably against your skin, already so painfully aroused as if you had been the one affected by the potion. Your shame melts away when you see how much worse Seokjin is, however, as his nostrils flare with want. 

“I’m glad my nose still works, by the way. I don’t know what I’d do if I missed the opportunity to smell your pretty pussy,” he sighs, situating himself in between your legs. He blows gently against your clothed slit, effectively causing all coherency to leave you for the night.

He watches your reactions slyly, his body heat radiating off of him in waves. For once, he looks more like predator than prey. “I know I said I was desperate to fuck you, but do you mind if I start with an appetizer first? I wanted cake today, but turns out my dessert was here all along…” he trails off, smirking when he catches the steadily growing spot on your underwear. “Oh, baby. I know you’re going to be the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”

“I-I,” you stutter, shuddering with desire. You whimper pathetically as he traces your panties with a fingernail, your stomach clenching with desire. “I didn’t know you could be like this.”

“Like what?” he hums, pulling your panties off to join your discarded pants. He grins at the sight of your glistening core, wetting his lips in anticipation. “God, you’re so pretty. I could just eat you up.”

“Then why don’t you?” you reply, trying to gain some semblance of control. That silly notion is thrown out the window, however, the moment Seokjin licks a fat stripe up your cunt. “Ngnnhh, fuck!”

Seokjin moans in tandem with you, slurping you up like a starved man. “Baby, you’re just as good as I thought. I could cum from eating you out alone.” He takes a deep breath, kissing your core almost chastely. “Fuck, I know I could cum from this alone,” he amends, rubbing his clothed length against the bed sheets.

The velvety wet heat of his tongue on your dripping pussy makes you clench around nothing, ripping a scream out of you when he focuses directly on your clit. He sucks with an obscene grin on his face, holding your hips down when your entire body begins to tremble.

“So sensitive,” Seokjin says, sluggish and gravelly like he’s drunk on your taste. “So fucking sensitive. How are you real, baby?”

“Jinnie, please,” you whine, doing your best to grind on his tongue despite his iron hold on you. “I want more, please.”

Seokjin only chuckles darkly, continuing his vicious pace. “C’mon, use my tongue like you want,” he says, letting go of you and allowing you to hump his mouth with reckless abandon.

You do as he says, swirling your hips against him with reckless abandon. The heat in your abdomen steadily builds, and you know you’re only seconds away from tipping over. “I’m close, Seokjin,” you huff, chasing your high. “Please, let me cum? Can I cum, Seokjinnie?”

He nods his head, unable to respond verbally as you continue to assault his tongue. After three more licks, you release with a silent scream, writhing violently from the strength of it. 

He gives your clit one last sweet peck, sitting up with a feral grin on his face. His chin is dripping with your arousal, his plump lips redder than usual. He makes a show of licking your juices around his mouth, chuckling when all you can do is swallow wantonly.

“Thank you for the meal, baby,” he teases, his lust-riddled gaze slightly clearer now that he’s had a proper taste of you. However, the glaring tent in his shorts is still painfully present, a small darkened patch visible on his crotch.

“Wan’ your cock,” you slur, boneless and blissed out but still filled with the longing for more. “Fill my cunnie until I can’t walk anymore,” you croak, pussy twitching for extra measure. Seokjin’s expression twists, his pupils widening until his eyes are pitch black.

Seokjin doesn’t waste any more time. He rips his shorts off in record time, stripping himself of his shirt as well. You remove your own shirt and bra, causing your nipples to harden from the cold air. You tweak them as you wait for Seokjin to get himself situated, hungrily appreciating his beautiful torso and god-like shoulders. “Don’t use a condom, Jinnie. I want to feel all of you,” you say when he begins to reach inside his dresser. You can physically feel his unhinged desire growing from your words, your pussy dripping in anticipation.

“Gonna fill your pretty pussy, huh? Fill you until you have my babies?” he rasps, positioning his cock in front of you. “Gonna plug you up with my cum, Y/N? Is that what you want?”

You cant your hips upward, whining when his tip only just grazes your lips teasingly. “Fuck me already,” you beg. “Want you to ruin me.”

“Who am I to deny you? Ask and you shall receive,” he grins, before slowly pushing inside. Your jaw drops at the intrusion, as it’s been a while since you’ve last gotten fucked like this. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Almost like your pussy is sucking me in,” he groans, straining to keep himself from thrusting all the way into you. “Like you’re made for me.”

“You can m-move faster. I can take it,” you whisper, eyebrows pulling together. You sound desperate to your own ears, the pain and pleasure mixing deliciously and making your cunt weep with want. 

There is a moment of hesitation on Seokjin’s part, but that all drains away when he sees your determination. Without another warning, he shoves himself up to the hilt, causing you to arch your back with a loud cry.

“Fuck,” he curses, but there is still worry in his eyes. “Baby, are okay? Are you good?”

It takes you a moment to remember how to speak. “C’mon, Seokjin. Move. I can take it,” you beg. 

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he moans, but nods his head anyway.

Seokjin pulls back until only his tip remains inside you before slamming back harshly, hard enough that you’re sliding backward. He begins his brutal pace, his dick stretching you out nicely like he promised. You let out tiny squeaks with every pump of cock, hitting you perfectly in the spot that makes you see stars.

“Kiss me?” you gasp out in between moans, pulling him by the hair until you’re kissing him sloppily. It’s more teeth than anything, as Seokjin grunts into your mouth with every tug of his roots. You bite his bottom lip after a particularly rough thrust, but it only encourages him to pick up the pace.

You wrap your legs around his torso, pulling him as close as humanly possible. You can already feel your second orgasm approaching rapidly, your toes curling in anticipation.

“Seokjinnie, I’m gonna cum soon. Please, I can’t hold it—”

“I’m close too,” he says hotly in your ear. He sucks a bruise into your neck, moaning when he feels your pussy tighten in response. He drills into your cunt faster, the rhythm of his thrusts growing sloppy as he reaches his own release. He reaches down between the two of you, rubbing circles into your clit. “Fuck, baby. Cum with me?”

You sob his name, your muscles contracting as your body lights up with intense pleasure. Your back arches off the bed, your walls milking Seokjin dry until thick white ropes of cum start leaking in rivulets down your sopping cunt and all over your thighs. You can feel his throbbing length inside you as continuous streams of hot seed keep flowing from him, filling you to the brim.

Seokjin slowly comes to a complete halt, but he still hasn’t pulled out. “I’m gonna keep my cum in you for a moment, okay? Don’t wanna waste any of it, right?”

You can only nod tiredly in agreement, completely tuckered out. Your chest heaves from your laboured breathing, but the smile on your face can only be described as content. “Wow. Color me surprised. Didn’t think you’d wanna be a father so early,” you say hoarsely.

Now sated, Seokjin’s demeanor returns to its normal state, his aura less crazed than before. He has the decency to look embarrassed, but the twinkle in his eyes shows that he doesn’t regret it in the slightest. “I’d be more than happy to be the father of your children. We’re already going to live with each other forever, so I might as well raise your children anyway.”

“Might as well?” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. “You make it sound like it’s your obligation. And who said I’d live with you forever?”

“Well, I mean, who else is going to love you the way that I do?” he murmurs, nuzzling your noses together. “Who else would be your annoyingly handsome hamster familiar?”

“Quite,” you grumble, allowing him to maneuver you into a more comfortable cuddling position. You kiss him properly this time, enjoying the sweet, warm pleasure of his affection. You’ve never felt so happy in your life. “Happy birthday, Seokjin. I’m sorry this isn’t the way I planned for it to go, but I honestly wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Agreed. It’s just like us, huh?” he snorts. He cushions your face against his chest, carding his fingers tenderly through your hair. “Say… Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“Tell me, what does your pink hair actually mean?”

You chuckle, snuggling deeper into his comforting scent. You feel yourself slipping into slumber, eyelids threatening to fall. You’ve always loved cuddling Seokjin, after all. But most of all... 

I love you, of course. “I think you already know, genius.”

Even when the sun finishes its descent from the sky and darkness fills the room, the bright pink of your hair glows—unfaltering.

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Damage, Pt. 2

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Holly Woods

Word Count: 3.8 K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF  Read at your own risk. Pining, angst, FWB, graphic sex, protected sex, talk of getting tested for STD’s, Krispy Kreme, and all the feels.

A/N: It’s my birthday and I missed Rafa and Holly, so I wrote my own deliverance. At this point, these two are so oblivious, it isn’t funny. This happens just after Last Christmas.

This December adventure began early that morning, as Daveed and Rafa taught your writing classes and then hosted a Holiday showcase for your kids. 

They donated their time and talents as a favor for you. It was so damn cute and thoughtful that you’d thanked Rafael and then kissed him under the mistletoe. Almost as if you were in a relationship.

Almost.

You weren’t in a relationship, however. You’d only shared two nights together, as friends who fucked, and you had an understanding that it wouldn’t be any more than that. Rafael and you had an agreement to service each other for the time being, no commitment, no feels. 

And who were you to him? He was a creative, a star who could jet off around the world in a moment’s notice for a glamorous affair.  You were just a school teacher who worked every day in LA. Rafael would never want you for his girl. So this situationship served a utilitarian purpose, not a romantic one. 

After the kiss, Rafael’s mind was whirring. He slowly backed away and checked the time, noticing that it was just after 9 pm. The night was young. He didn’t want the night with you to end. 

Rafael felt the urge to be with you again, but he didn’t want to push his luck. You were so dope and the fact that you didn’t know it made you even more so.  You were refreshing with your intelligence, adding to the facts that you did not give a fuck who he was, did not play to his ego, and did not want him to wife you.  

That last part was refreshing, but also troubling as he evaluated his feelings for you. But there were no feelings to be involved; you’d made that clear.  If he fell for you, you’d probably end it. You clearly didn’t want to be bothered with his lifestyle, and frankly, he didn’t deserve you. 

But he could possibly have tonight. It would be the last chance to be with you before you went to Houston to visit your family for Christmas, and the thoughts of you he’d had since Tuesday couldn’t wait another week.

You gathered yourself together and got your emotions in check.  You told yourself that you were just fond of him as a friend, but that’s where the sentiment ended.  You only had to repeat that to yourself about three times before your heart started to slow down.

Rafael smiled at you, crossing his legs and leaning on your desk while watching you work, finally getting your things together so that you could leave.  It had been a long day.

You were wearing your work clothes, white button down shirt, black pencil skirt and heels. Your Christmas cardigan had been discarded when you started cleaning up. That skirt was fit. ting.  Damn, that ass.  You were all covered up, but the clothes got him a little hard. 

You watched him watching you and gave him a smile that made his blue-greens light up.

“Did you have fun with my badass kids today?” 

Rafa laughed at your joke. He saw how much you loved your students. 

“They’re not bad. Some kids just need different ways to learn and show that they’ve learned. But you know that already.”

He shook his head at you. He could read you like a book.

“You try to pretend that you’re mean Ms. Woods but I know better. They wouldn’t love you so much if you were mean to them. Like young Timothy. He sure does love you a lot. You’re… what is it he called you?  His Cutie Pie?” Rafa looked at you with a cocked eyebrow. Timmy was his nemesis.

There was something in his voice that made you stop and look.  Could Rafa be jealous of a kindergartner?  Nah. But he was certainly worked up.

You smiled mischievously, walking towards him with some workbooks in your hand.

“I am ‘Mean Ms. Woods.’” 

You came close to him and leaned beside him to put the workbooks on your desk. Standing in front of him, your legs on either side of his, Rafael got caught up. He kept his hands clasped in front of him and eyes on you as you got close. But he couldn’t help but lean in, try to look down your shirt and kiss you on your neck.  

You stepped back before his lips made contact, teasing him.  The way he huffed and clenched his jaw got you going. That smoldering look and flashing green eyes always did.

You  definitely wanted to give him some, if he wanted, after what he had pulled off today for your kids.  You were happy that he seemed to want you too. But you were chilling. You wondered about other women in his rotation. 

You laughed a little and smiled, shaking your head at yourself.

“What?” 

Rafa smiled, seeing that you were flustered about something and hoping that something was him. He knew the cat and mouse game was just beginning.

It had been just three days but he was feening for you. Especially after seeing you with your kids this morning. You were something special. Someone he couldn’t let… He stopped his train of thought as you started talking.

“Timothy is a handful.  Mischievous, hella smart, quick witted. And a little charmer. He’s always trying to get a kiss. He has a ton of potential. Reminds me of someone else…” 

Rafael’s quick wit turned you the fuck on. Not to mention his face. And... Whew. Your thoughts were getting out of control. 

The way you were smiling at him made Rafa‘s heart leap. He tried to push the emotions down and just feel the physical.  But he did care about you. A lot. 

“Ok, enough about Timenstien.  Let’s talk about adult things…”  He just wanted to pick you up and carry you outta here the way you cocked your head at him.

“...Like the arrangement for benefits without borders. The tests, the shot… “ You just continued to stare at him.  When you licked your lips, Rafa put his hands in front of him to cover up his hard on.

You laughed again. “‘Benefits Without Borders,’ you should copyright that.”  

“Yeah, or call it, ‘FWB Raw’” Rafael had jokes.

You cracked up.  “I can’t with you, Rafa.”

Rafael’s face fell. “I mean your jokes, I can’t with your jokes. Sheesh.” 

You turned around to gather more books. Rafa fixed his face, but his eyes couldn’t leave your ass.

“Anyway, I already started the process. I went and was able to get an appointment Wednesday after school, so the shot should take effect next week.”

After the night you’d had Tuesday, you definitely wanted to experience that again. It was fortunate that your doctor had an opening on such short notice.

Rafa’s heart leapt when he heard that, but his face showed no emotion, just a cocked eyebrow when you turned back around.

“Word?”

“Word. Yeah, I’m actually leaving Sunday morning, Christmas Eve, and won’t be back until the 30th...So.”

“So…” Rafa’s eyes, they were changing colors on you. It put you off balance.

“So, if we go get the tests tonight, next week might be available for no barrier method benefits between friends  That is if you still want to….” You bit your lip. Rafa cleared his throat and you saw a smile playing around his mouth.

“Let’s think about the last time when that almost happened.” And he paused so you could go there. You had to lean on one of the children’s tables to think of the shower. You were most definitely wet right now.  

Rafa watched you as you had to open your mouth to breathe.Yes, he was definitely about to get some tonight. He wanted more than just sex, but right now he would take what he could get. Then your face changed to uncertainty.

“By the time I get back, you’ll probably have other plans for New Year’s weekend…”

Rafa was confused. “Nah, I’m going next door for Utkarsh and Naomi’s party… aren’t you?”

“Yeah, but you-- we-- might have dates or something.”

Ohhhhh. That’s what was up. Rafa nodded.  Shit.  You might have someone else in the rotation.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. True that.  There’s a couple of people, I mean. A few.”

Rafa was lying through his teeth, no one in his phone could hold a candle to you. Sure, they were ready, willing and able. But they were not you. And you didn’t have to know that.

“See, so…”

Rafa mourned the lost vibe.  He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, not caring how it looked anymore. You watched him and longed to have your fingers in his mane, but you were chilling.

“Look. The other night we said that this was a special deal between us. I don’t wanna tie you down.  We’ll just see how things go, I mean, you might hook up in Houston…” He watched you, waiting for you to deny it.

You didn’t deny it simply because you did not know how to say that the only one you wanted to take advantage of the situation was him. You just stared at him. When you didn’t say anything, he went on.

“...old flames, new boos, whatever.  The tests will be good information to have in any circumstance.  I say we go for it.”

"Let's get it!"

An hour later you were at the Krispy Kreme donuts on Crenshaw on the way to your place. You had already dropped your car off and were now chilling with the homie after getting tested for STDs. 

You were staring in the window of the bakery, watching the donuts getting that hot glaze now and licking your lips.  They were so tempting. You were thinking donuts and Rafa was thinking the same about your lips.

"I don't think these will help with my anemia."  Your little laugh was so cute to Rafa.

The only bad news you’d got from the blood tests was that you needed more iron. You were both clean and ready to go.

"Let's get some. That glaze does something to me. I just want to lick some of that creamy stuff from around that hole..." Rafa was staring at you while he spoke, the “Hot Donuts Now” sign casting an eerie red light on half of his face.

"You’re so nasty...." you giggled.

Rafael screwed up his face. 

"What? I'm talking ‘bout some donuts.  I don't know what you're talking about." Rafa felt irrationally happy being here with you. Because you were a great friend. Yeah, that was it.

You got a dozen and left on the way to your house.  You stole a donut while riding. You looked at him while licking your fingers.

You’d decided that you wanted to have him before you left, even if you had to use protection. After you ate the donut, you put your thumb in your mouth, sucked for a second, and removed it with a loud pop, still staring at Rafa.

He almost pulled over to the side of the road.  But he was determined. "Hmmmm." Was all he replied as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

You put your hand on Rafael’s knee and moved it up a few inches to his dick. It was appropriately swollen. You smiled and started stroking it through his pants.  You felt it get harder. 

"I’ve been thinking about you a lot tonight. What you did for the kids was so… It was nice. On the other hand, I can’t wait for you to fuck my throat."

Rafa almost choked on nothing. You always surprised him and made him feel like an insecure, horny teenage boy.  But he wasn't going out like that. You were just a few minutes from your place.

"You know what. I'd love to see those tits right now."

“Right now? While you are driving?”

“I’m grown. Been driving since I was 15. I got this.”

You giggled, but reached up and unbuttoned your shirt. Your breasts were bathed in the moonlight, sitting perky and upright in your sheer black bra. Holy fuck. Your nipples were calling to him.

He'd distracted you from his dick, but his mouth was watering.  All he wanted was to fulfill your dirty fantasies. He reached your apartment and turned off the car.  You leaned back against the window. Rafael turned towards you, appraising you impassively. He had to use his acting skills to seem calm. Damn, you had him twisted.

"Touch them for me."

You licked your lips at his command.

"But I think I still have some glaze on my..."

Rafa just stared at you.

You did as you were told and pulled your bra cups down, freeing your breasts.  You started feeling and pulling on your nipples.  Your eyes were half closed in ecstasy as you started moaning and fogging the windows of Rafa’s car. He was right there with you as he palmed himself through his pants and feasted his eyes on you for a few minutes.

He leaned over and took over your breasts with his mouth. He licked and sucked each of them, making you wet all over again.

“Mmmmm. So sweet.” He looked up at you, his breath fanning your face from below.

You giggled. “It’s the icing from the donut.”

“Nah girl, it’s just how you taste. Like the sweetest ambrosia.”

Damn, his words. Rafael Casal and his damn words. You just stared at him, speechless.

Rafael drew in a ragged breath and reached over to pull your bra up and button your shirt just enough to be decent going into your apartment. It was so tender. But in a no feels kind of way.

“Let’s go on up.”

Rafa peered into your soul. Sure, you wanted him. But was it really just for friendship and occasional dick?

“Eager, are we?”

His voice did something to you. The soft tenor and the earnestness of his requests of you made you melt. How did he do things to you without touching you? You didn’t want to analyze it too much, so you threw the question back on him.

“You’e not?”  Your challenge threw him off. He chuckled to hide his nerves.

“Yes, I’m eager Holly.  I’ve been thinking about the last time since the last time. I want you.”

You closed your eyes and licked your lips, trying to center yourself. “That’s cool.”

You reached for your bag and moved to get out of the car.

“Hold on,” Rafa moved quickly to get out and go around to open the door for you, his chivalry not unnoticed by you. Again, the little things made you want him even more.  This was not going to be good for your heart when he decided to move on.

You led the way to your place and started up the stairs to your apartment before him.

It seemed as if that ass was going left to right in slow motion as Rafael watched it intently. He shook his head to see if he was bugging. When you glanced at him over her shoulder, he knew.

He grinned at you and looked back at it when you turned back around, catching a glimpse of a garter belt on your thighs through the slit in your skirt as you climbed the stairs.

Holy fuck! He had to have you. He rubbed his fingers right before reaching out to verify, then drew them back, because it wouldn’t do to fuck you outside on the stairs of your apartment building.

Rafa gave you some space as you opened the door, but as soon as you were inside, he pushed you up against the wall, hands everywhere.  It seemed as if he’d waited forever and not just three days. You had him addicted. 

You moaned as Rafael started kissing down your neck to your cleavage, dropping your bags on the floor by your feet. He saw a peek of your black bra through your shirt. He remembered the garter set and had to see the entire affect. He backed up, taking you in from head to toe.

"You wanna take those clothes off, or do you want me to rip them off?"

You smiled. "I guess I'll choose the first option."

You slowly unbuttoned your blouse, and peeled the skirt from your hips. It was so seductive that by the time you were done, Rafa had undressed as well, his thick dick in his hands, getting it ready for you.

You stood before him, in a sheer black lace bra and garter set, with no panties. The fact that you had been like that all day under your clothes made him get even harder. And you were looking at what he was holding and licking your lips.

"You hungry?"

"Yes. Please."

"C'mere."

Rafael laid you down on the couch. He turned your head and filled your mouth as he stood at one end of the sofa. He used his free hand to twist and flick your rock hard nipples through your bra. Damn, he loved it when you moaned with his dick in your mouth.

“You like that Holly? This what you wanted?”

You were ravenous, stroking off what you couldn’t fit in your mouth naturally. And you were busy, so you just nodded. Rafa continued to torture your nipples with one hand, but moved his other hand down to your clit, swirling insistent and concentrated circles around it.

You were so worked up that it did not take too long for him to manipulate an orgasm from you. “Damn, girl.” 

He was in heaven as you came with your mouth around his dick. Good thing, it muffled the sound. He was concentrating on not shooting off down your throat as he watched you, writhing in your garter set and licking his fingers, and then moving down to eat some of your delicious cream. 

Rafa held your hips down mercilessly as you fought your next orgasm.  He tongued you through it, taking all that you had to give him and successfully keeping you from running from it.

When he rose from between your legs, and wiped his face with the back of his hand, you looked as if you were going to sleep, your eyes vacant and rolling back in your head.  You were in shock from all the pleasure.

"Get that ass up."

You languidly obeyed and stood before him, eyes glowing and sexy ass lips smiling. Something in Rafael’s heart lurched and he couldn’t explain to anyone why. He was mad for some reason. 

Conflicted with different emotions, he just grabbed your waist and roughly turned you around, grabbing your arm and twisting it behind your back as he bent you over the arm of the couch.

You looked amazing in what you were wearing. He rubbed your ass before he smacked it, hard. Rafa was rewarded with a moan and an arched back. 

“Are you ready for this dick?” He smiled as he put the tip alllllmost in.

“Wait…”

Then he remembered.  “Shit.” 

He went into your bedroom, seeing your suitcase set up and mostly packed for the trip.  He brushed away the feeling that he had at what that meant and quickly went to your bedside table for a condom. He didn’t want to lose the vibe.

He came back into the living room to the sight of you still bent over, head resting on the couch cushion.  He stroked himself to full staff again, put the condom on, and lined up with your cunt.

“Still ready?” 

He didn’t have to ask as he heard your moan and felt you try to push back to take him.  He stilled your movement with this hand on your hip, wanting to prolong the anticipation.  His heart skipped a beat as you asked him for it.

“Please, Rafa, please give it to me…”

“Damn.”

He sank into you, none too easily. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight. And so wet. I love to see you cream for me, Holly. Can’t wait to feel it again.” He couldn’t wait until you returned, so that he wouldn’t have to worry about condoms. That is if you hadn’t…

He brushed the thought of you with another man out of his mind and slapped your ass, angry again.  You whimpering beneath him had him almost out of control.  You, it seemed, were on the same page.

“Oh, Rafa.  I’m so close already. I’m going to….” Rafa just kept hitting that spot, making your knees buckle. You were grateful for the support of the couch arm.

“Fuck, Rafa… I’m gonna c-c-cummmmmm.” You started pounding around him, and he grabbed the back of your neck.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK, fuck, fuck.” Rafa had no other words at the moment.

You were screaming into the couch cushion as he emptied his cum into the condom, his hips stuttering and erratic in their rhythm. 

He leaned over you and onto your back after he was spent, for just a few moments. Then, he straightened up and made his way to your bathroom to get rid of the condom. 

Rafael washed up a little and looked at himself in the mirror. It was hopeless.  He brought out a washcloth for you and found you curled up on the couch.

“Let me..” Rafa approached you to clean you up, and you let him, trying not to register the intimacy and tenderness of the act.  He was just being a good friend.

When he was done, you thanked him and went to the bathroom, shaking your head at yourself in the mirror. You felt helpless and a slave to the feelings that weren’t supposed to be there.

You made your way back into your bedroom, took off the garter and hose, and pulled on some sweats and a tee.

In the living room, Rafa was dressed as well. And standing by the door. Your heart sank a little. But you smiled and went toward him.

“Thank you, that was just what I needed after a long week. You headed out?”

Why didn’t you just invite him to stay over?

“Yeah, I better go. You probably have a ton to do before you leave.”

Rafael didn’t know how to say that he wanted to stay, but if he did, he would wind up saying too much. “Can I have a hug?” He needed you in his arms, just one more time.

You smiled at him. “Is it even a question, after what we just did?”

You were sad that he didn’t want really to hug, he just wanted to fuck. He was just being nice, but that didn’t keep you from burying your head in his chest and squeezing tight as you went into his embrace. 

Rafael inhaled the scent of your hair and closed his eyes as he cradled you, holding you close to his heart. “You have a safe trip, and a good time with your people. Merry Christmas again, Holly.”

Your eyes welled up as you kept your head in his chest. “I will, Rafa. Thank you so much again for today. It was everything. Merry Christmas, Rafa. Have a good one.”

You lowkey wiped your eyes on his shirt before you looked up at him and smiled. You gazed at each other for a minute before he let you go.

“See you in a few days. You know, maybe.” He fumbled for the doorknob behind him.

You laughed and smiled, catching his heart. “Yeah, see you next week. Possibly.”

“Bye Holly.” He’d finally found the doorknob and was backing out of it.

“See ya, Rafael.” You were shaking your head at him as you closed the door.

You leaned against it for a long time as Rafa made his way to the car, and banged his head on the steering wheel.

You both were idiots in love. And you didn’t even realize it.

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Secret Santa Event,

Day 5

This little story belongs to my Christmas project, a series of stories leading up to Christmas Eve! Check my Event Masterlist for more information, and have fun!

A/N: might contain interactions with my MCs Clover and/or Violet (no spoilers ofc), but you don't have to know them to understand the story!

One page...

Two pages...

Fifty pages left to read.

One report...

Two reports...

Twenty reports left to go through.

One task...

Two tasks...

Too many tasks, even for a hard-working soul like Lucifer. But he could only continue to read through everything with a sigh and the help of yet another cup of coffee.

Only until the evening, he thought.

At home, he'd surely get a little rest from work...

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"Lucifeeeer! I can't find my credit card!!"

"That is because I hid it, Mammon."

"HUH? Why?! Now I have to search it again!!"

"Don't-"

In the middle of the family dinner, Mammon jumped up from the dining table, rushing into the kitchen.

"Is he going to search for it in the fridge again?" Levi asked.

Violet gave a confused look. "Why would he look in the fridge of all places?"

"Lucifer froze it one time" Beel explained while shoving pancakes in his mouth. Then, he noticed something and actually stopped eating for a moment. "Wait, Mammon will see the December ice cream I hid. And I know he will eat it."

With that, he wanted to hurry after him, but now it was his twin's turn to notice something.

"Wait" Belphie said, catching Beel's attention just in time before he could run off. "Do you mean the december ice cream edition from Madam screams? Why didn't you tell me we had some, its my favourite kind!"

Flustered, but also guilty, Beel averted his gaze. "Uhm... I... Well, it's kind of my favourite flavour too, so..."

Belphie's eyes widened. "You weren't going to share? With me?"

Beel's face grew even more sorry. "... I wanted Clover to taste it, and then I feared there wouldn't be enough for me..."

The betrayal in Belphie's eyes was real. He shot Clover a quick glare of 'you stole my brother from me bitch', which caused the girl to shriek up in sorry as well.

"W-well, I don't need to taste it, you can have it, Belphie..." Clover started to mumble.

"No, I'm apparently not important enough for that" Belphie pouted.

"Don't say that" Beel and Clover blurted out at the same time, but the avatar of Sloth would continue to argue.

Meanwhile, Asmo was chuckling in entertainment. "Guys, could you not argue over something as trivial as ice cream?"

Leviathan next to him tilted his head. "Since when is ice cream trivial to you, Asmo? You love to dig in to that stuff at least as much."

Asmo's mouth fell open. "What?! No, I don't!!"

So Satan chimed in. "Don't mind it, Levi. It seems like someone gained a little weight recently, so naturally, dessert is considered bad now."

"Satan, how DARE YOU?!" Asmo raised to his feet, his fists hitting the dining table loudly.

"Asmodeus" Lucifer scolded in a harsh tone.

But the demon of lust would only raise his voice even louder. "What?" Asmo huffed. "Satan called me fat!!"

"I did not" Satan replied calmly, which made Asmo even more furious.

"Oh, you think you're better than me? Don't think you can mock me about watching my weight. Because at least I care about what people think of me. You'd only care about whether some street cat likes you or not!!"

Aaaand now he made Satan angry as well.

Just this moment, Mammon came back in, visibly displeased.

"Lucifer!" he grumbled. "My credit card wasn't in the fridge!! But I need it NOW."

So Levi gave a huff.

"So you can finally pay off all your depths?" he hissed. "For example, give me my Grimm back?"

"Pff" was all Mammon replied. "As if that is going to happen."

And Levi started to insult Mammon for being such a lousy brother, which resulted in a third argument that ran simultaneously to the other two that had already formed.

Clover had been trying to calm the twins, while Violet was worrying over the rest, mumbling calming words towards Satan so he wouldn't break out into a rampage.

At some point, however, the brothers were so deep into fighting that they could not be stopped by their human friends.

Surely, only one person was able to end this...

But Lucifer decided to just stand up,

and leave.

And this gesture was actually so uncommon that it silenced the demons, leaving them confused and worried instead.

"... What's gotten into him?" Mammon mumbled, raising an eyebrow.

"Is he okay...?" Clover asked, her gaze drifting over to her human friend. If anyone could read Lucifer's mind, it had to be his girlfriend.

So Violet gave her a nod.

"I'll go after him."

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He should go back and scold them, Lucifer thought. It was his duty as the oldest brother, to keep the young ones in check, so they would behave.

And also, Lucifer knew what was awaiting him in his room... More papers to review and fill out, spread across his desk. He had actually wanted to spend a long time eating, to get a bit of rest, but...

He couldn't stand his brothers arguing. Certainly it was normal for demons to have a short temper, but despite the noise they were causing, he didn't like to see his dear brothers bicker with each other.

And today, he felt terribly tired.

Too tired to cope.

He should just continue work now, Lucifer thought. His brothers would manage... somehow... Surely.

He gave a sigh.

And he had to manage, too...

"You seem to be tired, Lucifer."

The avatar of pride came to a sudden stop.

He was not expecting this voice, not as he had just stepped inside his room.

"Barbatos?" Lucifer called out, now seeing the demon lord's butler at Lucifer's office desk. "What are you doing here? At this late hour?"

The butler shot him a soft smile, approaching Lucifer calmly.

"It appears I forgot to tell you something very urgent, so I took it upon myself to wait for you here."

Lucifer rubbed his tired eyes. "Ah, yes, that must be about the budget for the upcoming school event. Diavolo gave me papers on the changes he wanted to make, but said that you had some-"

He stopped yet again.

Lucifer only now noticed there was a door. A door embedded in his room's wall.

A door that has not been there before. It was painted in the same colour, thusly merely visible, so that Lucifer was not completely sure if he was imagining things or not.

"I am not here for issues regarding the student council" Barbatos explained, following Lucifer's gaze and internally enjoying the shred of confusion on Lucifer's face. "It is something of a more... festive matter."

And with that, Barbatos stepped towards the hidden door.

"You see, I need you to touch this doorknob... So it can be completed as my Christmas gift for you."

Lucifer looked at him in surprise, approaching him. "So you are my secret Santa?"

Barbatos would only smile as an answer, waiting until Lucifer touched said doorknob before continuing to explain.

"This door here leads to a room that, with your touch, is now restricted to you and whoever you allow to enter. There is not much inside, but... Well, I figure you should just see for yourself."

So Lucifer opened the door...

Seeing what looked like a small, but cozy bedroom. One large bed, a seating cushion, a mini fridge and a piano was all there was.

"There is a trick behind this" Lucifer said.

Barbatos gave a chuckle.

"You know me too well" he smiled. "Yes, there is indeed a reason why I am gifting this room to you... I would like you to relax in here. Truly relax, sleep, calm down, that is."

Lucifer mustered his face. "... But there's more."

Another chuckle.

"Yes... Because in here, time flies differently. More slowly, to be precise."

"... Excuse me?" Lucifer blinked in surprise.

"I knew that you would never agree on relaxing if you waste precious time doing so" Barbatos explained. "But I really wish for you to find yourself at peace from time to time, and this is the solution I came up with."

So he turned to Lucifer.

"I hope you approve of the idea. Merry Christmas, Lucifer."

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

Minutes have passed until someone knocked on the door to Lucifer's room.

Hesitantly, Violet pushed the door open, peeking into an empty room...

Except for Barbatos sitting at Lucifer's desk.

"... Barbatos?"

"Good evening, Violet" the butler smiled. He told her about the present, the secret room, and also about how he had ordered Lucifer to go inside to test it out.

"He's been in there for ten minutes real time..." Barbatos thought out loud, "So I figure inside, about two hours must have passed already."

The human girl gave an audible gasp at the stunning magic that made this possible...

Then, the secret door opened.

Lucifer poked his head through the door, his sleepy eyes widening a little as he saw Violet.

"... I knew I heard your voice" he said. Well, it was more of a mumble, and it was obvious that Lucifer had just woken up from a nap.

Violet chuckled at the sight.

"I came to see if you're alright" she said. "But I see that Barbatos took great care of you."

Lucifer gave a small nod. "Would you like to come inside?", he then asked her.

Surprised, she gave a nod, hurrying over to him.

"Make yourself comfortable" Lucifer smiled, then approached Barbatos.

"Thank you" Lucifer said.

"I am glad you like it" the butler smiled.

And as Barbatos was trying to make his leave, Lucifer held onto his sleeve to stop him.

"You left a giant cake in the mini fridge" Lucifer started. "And we both know that I am not the only one constantly overworking myself." Lucifer gave a smile. "Please, join with us for a slice of cake, Barbatos."

And Barbatos returned the smile.

"I'd be very glad to join you."

[boyswhocry]

Haikyuu Spotify Habits | Karasuno Pt. 1

The First Years! Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Tsukishima & Yachi

Favourite Songs: 

Walking on Clouds - Esthie

Haircut - Ryan Beatty

Antidote - Orion Sun

Slow Down - Taichi Mukai

Favourite Genres:

Bedroom Pop

J-Pop

Habits:

listens to music recommended by EVERYONE he meets

follows everyone’s spotify’s but no one follows him back except for Suga and Akaashi #bestmoms 

publicly saves other people's playlists but prefers to listen to his own MASSIVE collection of liked songs rather than making a playlist

however, has one really popular playlist for his favourite favourite favourite songs, but it’s only popular bc people thought his playlist was dedicated to hinata hyuga T^T

has a playlist strictly for non-explicit songs so that Natsu and him could listen to it without getting yelled at by Mama Hinata UwU

he himself doesn’t like listening to super explicit songs, but it’s too common to avoid - he’s BABY

usually listens to music on his way to school while riding his bike

he remembers the melodies of songs really well but never remembers the lyrics, so he’ll make it up on the spot and improv a whole concert

listens to nothing but different variations and covers of All I Want For Christmas Is You as soon as november and december roll around

his favourite user is Akaashi!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: hinata. by hebees_

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5p33ROYi22Xf3KwOxiqTZ7?si=3vk2qT6NQ1GH9qxVyy9v4w

Favourite Songs:

My Favourite Part - Mac Miller ft. Ariana Grande

Yah. - Kendrick Lamar

The Kids Aren’t Alright - Fall Out Boy

Obsession - EXO

Favourite Genres:

Chill Hip-Hop

Alternative/Indie

Ariana Grande

Habits:

kinda hooked on ariana grande after listening to ‘7 Rings’ and feeling like a bad bitch

prefers to listen to instrumentals and nature noises to focus on training and keeping calm when he’s practicing volleyball at home

has a dedicated playlist full of chill hip-hop when he’s manicuring his nails 

uses the most boring and generic playlist names and never changes his playlist covers ;-;

“nails songs“

“running songs“

“volleyball songs“

utilitarian spotify user rather than one who uses it for fun

suffers through ads cuz he doesn’t have premium 

his favourite user is Iwaizumi!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: stealing milk from vending machines with kageyama tobio by tsxukei

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1Xey47Wm43Ufq8Y9kFeQvO?si=LWOB9nDqQs-Tr4aYFJS12Q

Favourite Songs:

Put Your Records On - Ritt Momney

Sunflower - Post Malone ft. Swae Lee

Save Me - BTS

You Know How We Do It - Ice Cube

Favourite Genres:

Alternative/Indie

Whatever Tsukki listens to

Habits:

literally will follow all of Tsukki’s playlists, critique them without a HINT of negative comments, write about ‘em his personal journal, take a shit to ‘em

likes to listen to anime soundtracks whenever he finishes watching one

his favourite OSTs are from tokyo ghoul cuz it gives him anxiety and is a closeted masochist : )

no but seriously he’s trying to listen to more anxiety inducing songs so that he could get over his nerves with exposure therapy, someone give his bb a hug ;-;

publicly follows Tsukki’s playlists, but also makes super aesthetic playlists based on his moods

his favourite user is TSUKISHIMA!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: lord and savior, punk yamaguchi by Paige

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0lM5Bjnw3atBoN041DBK2x?si=Xt30Otb0TDONygKB2t0iyw

Favourite Songs:

Moondance - ADOY

Put Your Head On My Shoulder - Pauk Anka

The Hills - The Weeknd 

Slim Shady - Eminem

Favourite Genres:

Old Skool Hip-Hop

RnB

LoFi

Habits:

ofc out lil salty boi would be listening to Eminem 

a man of many tastes 

listens to classical music every now and then but it’s only when he wants to release steam by fuggin’ JAMMIN to chaotic piano music

has a playlist for new songs that he keeps interchanging whenever he gets tired of the old ones

doesn’t even try but has hundreds of followers

A++ in music curation, he carefully thinks them out to create out of body listening experiences whenever you listen to any of his playlists

playlist covers and titles are based off of different extinct creatures 

has a study playlist with lofi and instrumental songs from documentaries that he’s watched

has a secret playlist that he listens to incognito so that no one knows that he’s a mushy little lover boi on the inside 

his favourite user is Kenma!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: tsukishima’s headphones by april<3

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1vO8OVraTdfDMeAxOgDVeI?si=kH1rlUekRF-Dxk8iBVEf7w

Favourite Songs:

Sofia - Clairo

Fireflies - Owl City

midnight love - girl in red

Fantasy - Fei

Favourite Genres:

Pop

K-Pop

LoFi

Habits:

has the MOST aesthetic playlists names and covers out of ALL of karasuno, absolutely no one could even come near her level of artistry, the closest being Suga

changes her aesthetics based off of the season

secretly follows Tendo’s crackhead playlist filled w inappropriate songs  o.O

only listens to it when she’s tired of listening to songs that makes sense

also has a broad range in terms of music taste and is constantly listening to new music, especially when she’s doing her hw and starts jammin’ to some bops

she’s part of the beehive

has a joint premium account w Yamaguchi

makes playlists for all of her closest friends, including her neighbours cat who is very cuddly and loves her UwU

cried listening to the Stevens Universe sound track - she’s so BABY T^T

her favourite user is Sugawara!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: yachi hitoka by alyssa 

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2F0okvUsF6pHJ6LB7c5fwv?si=-nW7r6AcQ0K64CWTW7jPMg

[kyunsies]

i was tagged by my lovely lil fam @memehyungwon @pansynight @theyoungflexer ;; i love u all dearly!!!!!!

rules: answer these questions and tag 5 mutuals

1. Flowers or chocolates? flowers!!

2. Between day and night I prefer: day 

3. My favorite drink: WATER (more specifically sparkling water) (even more specifically la croix or san pelligrino hehe) 

4. Between sunrise and sunset, I prefer: mmm i can’t choose :( i love the sunrise bc i wake up pretty early naturally but ALSO i have a lil series here on all the sunset pics i take and they’re beautiful so :(( gotta go with both!!!

5. Between dogs and cats, I prefer: dogs, i think i’m allergic to cats LOL 

6. The vegetable I hate the most: eggplant, raw onions, cucumber, cauliflower......i could go on and on i hate how picky i am kfsdfjsdfjs

7. My favorite sound: kyun’s VOICE,,,,,and maybe the ocean (even tho i’m afraid of it) 

8. The first thing I notice about people: their teeth/complexion (i have crooked teeth so when someone shows me a bright smile??? love that!!!)

9. Would you prefer horror or fantasy? i love horror movies but there hasn't been a good one in a really long time (idk why collectively as a society we need to hire The Worst actors/actresses EVER for horror film ugh) so i guess i’ll say fantasy :^)

10. I’d want to be stuck in a lift with: my best friend or my teammate or someone who is strong OR all of the above together :’)

11. What city or town you’d like to live in? it’s been a dream of mine to live in chicago!!!!!! chicago has everything: beach front (lake michigan is so big you can’t even see the shoreline from across the lake so it might as well look like an ocean), the big city life, also a really nice suburban area........you literally have everything <33

12. What I value most in life: to be happy and also like, to love and be loved ;; being in love (not even romantically) with your friends and family is the best feeling in the world idk,,,,,life is so beautiful no matter how many things go wrong no matter what how lucky are we to live on earth and experience love and pain and happiness and sadness and all of life’s lil ups and downs :’)

13. If I could learn any skill, it’d be: hemming my own clothes ;; im so short i don’t fit into anything dfjskdfjsdfj but also i would love to learn how to improve cooking !!!

14. Between the beach and the mountains, I prefer: beach AND mountains its impossible to choose 

15. I’d love to get married in: a church lol (call me a prude religious person) but all of my aunts had beautiful weddings in beautiful churches and :’) im not saying i want an expensive wedding or anything but!!!!! i just love weddings lol 

16. My hidden talent: i can raise my eyebrow??? idk or i can do a one-handed cartwheel but that’s not really hidden i guess 

17. If I could bring anyone back to life, I’d bring back: jesus, and i’m not even lying i wish the world would be a better place ;____;

18. Why? we are in SHAMBLES hehe like i know we all should learn from mistakes and all that but i think collectively as a human race we need like,,,,,,,,a big ‘ol group hug <33

19. Rainy or sunny day? sunny but!!!!! i only like rainy days when a) its not windy b) it’s not humid and c) when its just plain ‘ol RAINING like no thunderstorms or super cells that will turn into tornados idk how to express the fear i have for severe thunderstorms :(

20. Who’s the real model of your life? momma bear!!!!

21. How I relax after a hard day: watching any form of monsta x content on yt, or a recent interest is learning about korean cuisine like i follow these 2 channels on yt where these couples make homemade korean food and i just think everything looks yummy and i would like to either try it sometime or make it sometime on my own!!!!!!

22. I like the way I look: absolutely not lol 

23. My most favorite facial features of myself is: ehhh maybe my eyebrows 

24. My most favorite part of my body is: i don’t really seem to have a favorite body part but ill just say i have a lil mole on my ring finger and i always joke around with my friends that when i meet my soulmate and he puts a ring on my finger that mole will glow gold or something LOL DO U BELIEVE ME NOW WHEN I SAY I AM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC <33

25. If I could change anything about my body: well to start i wish i was taller LOL 

26. If yes, what’s it: my height i want longer and slimmer LEGS 

27. If I could change something from my past: my whole uni experience 

28. How many piercing I have: 4?? two on each ear! 

29. I like makeup? i like makeup but i hate what “influencers” have done with it like,,,,,,you don’t NEED the newest jeffery star palette pls go at your own pace i feel like it’s just CONSUME and then okay what’s the next hottest thing that looks like everything else on the market :’)

30. I wear make up everyday: heck no 

31. My skin type is: combination in the summer but dry in the winter 

32. My skin tone: tanned? i don’t have a deep chocolatey skin tone but, it just looks like i have a tan all the time 

33. My hair color: dark brown 

34. My height: 4′11″ so i think that’s only 149 cm lol 

35. My age: 21 

36. My birthday: december 4 

37. My best friend: my roommate + my teammate + plus some other uni friends <33

38. I have a pet or more: none sadly :(

39. If I don’t, I’d like to adopt: YA my dream pup is a greyhound !!!

40. Video games or social media: social media i hate hate hate video games 

41. I’ve visited outside my country: canada + dominican republic + jamaica + mexico but i would love to go to europe 

42. I have an innocent/dirty mind: both honestly lol 

43. Someone proposed to me or asked me out? nah 

44. If yes, then I liked it and accepted or the opposite: nah 

45. Do you follow some celebrities’ fashion: no, i thin fashion is unique to the individual so there’s no point in copying :)

46. What do you think about your fashion sense: i like it and i feel comfortable in what i wear! 

47. You found someone copying your fashion: my fashion is simple so if someone dresses simple then we have the same BRAIN <33

48. Can you do your makeup properly: yes 

49. You go or used to go with makeup to school: i used to in grade school/junior high bc i had really bad acne but now i dont care anymore :D

50. What color suits you best? neutral colors + cold accessories 

51. Finally, how is quarantine going? it could be better but it's not terrible!! i go back to school this weekend sooooooo oof 

tagging: @ckyunoirs @softhyungkyun @xphenomenon @sohcean @hohyuk and anyone else who wants to do this (and ofc feel free not to as well!!)

[maplestreetsims]

❁ Character Facts ❁

Name ➔ Valeria Valerie Boston

► Are you single ➔ yes

► Are you happy ➔ If I were any better, I'd be illegal.

► Are you angry? ➔ my only state of mind

► Are your parents still married ➔ no, thank god

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔  back of a taxi cab in selvadorada, a great start huh

► Hair Color ➔ Brown....i mean, green atm

► Eye Color ➔ Brown

► Birthday ➔ 18th of december, a true capricorn

► Mood ➔  Living a life of denial and suppressed rage.

► Gender ➔ Female

► Summer or winter ➔ uhh summer, i guess, thats the only season del sol seems to have

► Morning or afternoon ➔ Morings after staying up all night

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love ➔ no

► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ not a chance, i dont belive in real love, period

► Who ended your last relationship ➔ who??? like as in another person?? lmfaoo

► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ I dont know? 

► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ not really.. im everyones ride or die

► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ yeah, my cat bat...and sam, i think

► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ thousands, who wouldnt wanna get a pice of this?????

► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ yeah

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ Lust

► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ Lemonadeeeeeee, bitter, just like me

► Cats or Dogs ➔ Cats...everyone gives them shit just bc they’re the superior pet an thats the truth yall just dont wanna see it

► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ i mean...The guys from the band? sam, skylar and ray..... first one that i met was sky when i moved out here, she’s my neighbour and our moms bonded over their divorces or whatever the fuck, i met sam at school....at first i fucking hated her but she’s actualle pretty chill, and ray... when we decided to make the band, we needed a bassist, sam told us she knew the perfect guy and thats how i met him...i dont know much about the guy now that i think about it.

► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ wild night out babey!!!

► Day or night ➔ night ofc, im a bat... i have one tatted on my chest, wanna see??

FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ back when i slept in the house i would get caught all the time, but after i moved to the garage i just never got caught anymore, my mom wouldnt even notice that i was gone thankfully

► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ *flips ice cream* did you know i skate? i never fall baby

► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ when i was a kid i really wanted my parents to get a divorce... that shit ended up backfiring on me tho lmao  

► Wanted to disappear ➔ always looking for a way out

FOUR PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes ➔ ‘eyes are the windows to the soul’ that’s what people say, right?

► Shorter or Taller ➔ uhhh.... taller? idk...im pretty avarage height myself, but everyone around me seems to disGREE and its ANNOYING

► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ attraction??? i know that sounds bad but hear me out.... the smartest person that i know is my cat, and he’s not even a person

► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ Hook up, im not good at relationships surprise surprise

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along ➔ ...Not at all, me and my mom.. used to get along, when i was little, and my dad, i never liked him...haven’t seen him since the divorce 6 years ago so does that answer your question?

► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ Everyones life is fucked up...just, depends on the degree

► Have you ever ran away from home ➔  no...but im sure i could figure myself out

► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ once my mom took my car keys, (which also had the garage key on them) because of something that went on at school, so i got locked out and spent the night at sky’s... she felt really bad abt it and apologized...so

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ nope

► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ yeah i would say so

► Who is your best friend ➔ BAT

► Who knows everything about you ➔ uh.. i dont know, i mean... there used to be a girl back when i was a kid... i pretty much told her everything... i dont even know why, but i guess her

[dracsig]

Oh boy it's that time. To toke up and write about some of the events of this year. Beginning this year I started my job at where I am now and I'm really happy where I am at work, although next year I'll try to promote my position. I'm qualified for higher positions and higher pay, I just have to stop being so lazy and actually applyyy. Speaking of lazyness, that is probably the theme of my life the past 3 years lol I never wanna do anything, and I really deeply enjoy doing nothing at all, but the older I get, the harder is to do nothing :/  Anyway, not much really happened during the first half of the year, that or I can't think of any atm. I'll prolly remember, on a random Wednesday morning, in the shower. But as of now, I honestly can't think of any. Pretty sure I spent the whole first half still playing DBFZ. Btw, I am still obsessed with Dragonball FighterZ, I've gotten really good at it, I'm still competing in it every now and then. I've even been playing Street Fighter 5 recently which is starting to be one of my favorite games. I'm sooo excited for the future game wise AND the PS5 is releasing next year. Ya know, some people, when I was younger and now, would always tell how I would grow out of playing videogames lol boy am I glad they're wrong. Honestly if it wasn't for videogames I... Actually I hate thinking of what my life would even be like without them. 

Then fast forward to like August, that's where the ride actually started. I finally saved up enough money to comfortably move into my own apartment, top 5 best decision of my life so far. A few things I was looking for, was somewhere close to work, somewhere that was cat friendly and didn't kill my bank account and I did that perfect place for me. Of course one of the first things I did when I moved was drive to shelter and adopt a kitty, I couldn't wait to finally own one. I was taking care of my brother's cat too at the time. So after I got my new kitty, Videl, I ended up having two cats with me. Videl and my brother's cat, Mia. They are my babies!!! I love them so much. At first Mia didn't even like Videl ofc, but now they are inseparable. I'm gonna be sad when my brother will have to take his cat back. Maybe by then, I'll get another kitty for Videl to have another friend... I'll worry about this when the time comes. Hmm, that’s actually a cursed phrase for me “I’ll worry about it when the time comes”  oh boy , So many personal topics I should be worried and concerned about now, but I’m always like “I’ll worry about that later” and watch it get worse , Story of my life lmao . Here’s some pics of my babiies at this time 😻

Anyway after I got my kitty I had a trip to Washington and that was okay. When I got back I was excited to see my babies. Then I really started to take advantage of me living, in a bachelor pad basically, it was just me and my kitties. Got to meet a bunch of people, who were nice, for the most part . Living by myself allowed me to have soo much time alone to think about certain aspects of my life (and do alota drugs lol) I have determined I don't think I will ever want to be in a relationship. Just from I've seen and been through this year, I can't see myself completely trusting my partner to not cheat on me lol as silly/dumb as that sounds I’ve watched it happen to many folks and too many people get away with it, I'm too afraid to be in that spot. But honestly I'm enjoying being single, I just do what I want whenever I want. I've noticed how independent I've been feeling lately, which could actual be a double edge sword when I'm not responsible 😅. I've also been noticing just how FAKE people are willing to be just for someone else's approval. Shit makes me sick. I personally haven't fallen for that trap, since like high school, just cause I stop caring about what people think of me years ago, but there are people out there who live for the approval of others. It makes me sick but it happens. All you have to do is be yourself, why worry so much about what someone thinks of you, that you're willing change who you are temporarily, and backstab others just to gain a week long friendship lol. Honestly, just be yourself, and if you don't like yourself, change yourself for the better. But don't backstab others just to appear likeable to someone else ugh. Shit irks me man. I have learned to just let these kinds of people out my life just cause they bring me too much negativity and anxiety, life's 10/10 without em. I don’t even know how I got on that topic holy shitt I wrote so much already , this might be longer than the other years , lowkey enjoying doing this, looking back at somet hings throughout the year :thinking:

Meh , on a lighter note, I have watched some pretty good movies and series this year. Avengers: Endgame, Spiderman Far from home, Detective Pikachu, Shazam, Joker, Dragonball Super Broly (ofc they’re all superhero/fantasy movies) to name a few. I plan on watching Booksmart and Parasyte soon. I also just watched Marriage Story on Netflix last night, that movie was soo damn good, had so many well written scenes. Favorite Netflix movie so far . I basically watched all of Bojack Horseman this year and it is on my top 5 favorite show, that and South Park . Game of Thrones’s last season was earlier this year, it was good, could have been way better, but the show that TRULY caught my attention and kept it, is Attack on Titan. 

Attack On Titan became my favorite show/media/manga ever of all time. Nothing will ever beat the story telling of AoT for a very long time imo. The manga is very close to finishing, and the last season will be late next year. I honestly hope that when I die, it will be after the last episode airs and after I’ve read the last chapter of the manga, then I’d be content 😅. Dead ass, I re watched the anime so many times and finally re read the manga from the beginning and my mind is blown with every page I read, HOW can an author come up with such disturbing, yet fascinating way of telling such a deep story? Wow, I can go on about that show FOREVER, It became my favorite show all time and I want to always remember it.

I know i missed a bunch of topics I planned on touching, but I’m gonna end up writing PAGES if I talk about everything. I reallly enjoyed this year though.

Just as before, I wanna say hi to my future self reading this in December 2020 . I have no way to predict anything about next year at all. Same with this year, I didn’t expect anything that happened to me (good or bad) I just rolled with it. I guess that’s life?? Hoping 2020 will be just as good, if not better :)

[findingmarvinchavez]

hello :))

(first i am replying to my short message by the way)

no worries about it taking time!! never feel rushed with answering, i just wanted to make sure you got it because my asks sometimes act weird for some reason (like i kept getting an error message once and eventually had to send it on a different device?? haha so just wanted to be sure ❤️).

ahh, i'm sorry to hear it was exams week, that is always stressful 😭. i hope it went well and you got through it with minimal stress <3. i am very glad to hear your journey began safe, i hope it went smoothly the entire way home :))

those potato-filled dumplings sound amazing, i love almost anything with potato honestly, wishing you success with finding them at home!!

(now onto the longer one!!)

hello again :))

ooh so you have just turned 23!! happy belated birthday 🥳🎊 my birthday is near the end of august! btw am virtually sending you some of my pumpkin bread for the occasion <3

i haven't watched much, only the first few episodes (i have had a hard time watching tv shows lately, i swear my attention span has not been present at all the past few months and i am so forgetful 😭 but now that i am answering this i will remember to pick it back up! haha). but i agree there is some... interesting stuff with abby and buck's character so far. like i believe the last episode i watched, the ending of the episode was where buck said no to a date with her because they'd sleep together? and then they were going to keep talking on the phone instead to get to know each other or something akljfalj. but i will update when i've seen more!! : )

omg to be fair, i remember loving the twilight books as well... like i think i read them in the span of two or three days lol. i have a very vivid memory of being so mad i had to put one of them down because i had to get out of the car at my soccer game hahaha. but yes the hunger games were awesome! my computer password to this day is inspired by part of the series, lol. i never did read city of bones, actually, was it that bad? 👀

also i love that you are now listening to 1d and solo music, are you enjoying them? and are you listening to all the solo albums, or just specific members? 👀 also if you are familiar enough now: do you have a favorite 1d song? (if you haven't listened enough to have an opinion though that is okay<3)

i definitely would recommend cruel summer! i thought it was awesome, and it was really fun watching it week to week trying to figure out what was going on. i was (mostly) satisfied with the resolution, save one thing, and if you end up watching it i am curious what your opinion will be 👀 (just realized i am using that emoji a lot, sry). i really love mystery limited series (probably in part because i was so deeply burned by the 7 (?) season mystery show, pretty little liars, but mostly because i love mysteries lol). also i am very curious what your unfortunate comfort show is!! (and i actually have the entire box set of gossip girl 😔 so love that you might have some lol)

thank you very very much for the song recs! :)) the song 'don't you go up the sky' reminds me so much of some song but i couldn't put my finger on it for like 5 minutes and then i remembered, it sounds so much like 'lonely boy' by the black keys!! i think i like that one and 'poison' the best, thank you again for the recommendation ♥️

i hope you had an amazing weekend as well!! i am doing alright, i haven't felt the greatest the past few days but it is almost christmas which i am excited for and i am getting to hang out with a dog and a cat every day so things are good :)) how are you??

- ♥️♥️♥️

Hellooo and happy 24th of December!!

I got home safely and I'm currently enjoying your virtual pumpkin bread in my head, thank you very much, haha! 😇

If/when you continue 911 I'll be right here, but also, absolutely zero pressure ofc!

Yeah so my Twilight consumption was def very obsessive, I have this tendency to reread books two to three times when the series leaves me with a hangover lol. And then we haven't even mentioned the films... 🧛 And city of bones, first of all, another example of me getting sucked into a fantasy world for months on end, no matter how objectively bad. And like, I really don't care if people just find the writing bad, but I think I read some stuff about the author of that series, like s. Meyer from Twilight, being a huge bigot, tho in very different ways. I didn't go into it much further because I just tend to believe the criticism and feel no need to redeem or defend the author. Otherwise it's just a fairly generic fantasy world, which, if you don't have high standards for that kind of stuff, like me, still worked, at least back then, lol. 🙃 Don't know if this is in any way comprehensible, I have a very specific, uh, stance on stuff like that (celebrity author/content/consumption) which I don't know if I can word it very well, but yeah. Just lmk if something confuses to you/doesn't sit right with you etc.

Concerning 1d, I've only listened to the ten recommended songs so for which as far as I can tell contain solo songs from everybody except Liam. Would you recommend anyone in particular? 😊 Not deep enough yet to make any definite statements but yesterday it struck me that I find once in a lifetime very beautiful!

Cruel summer's on the to-watch list then!

Lol I think I actually started using the 👀 emoji because of you! Please don't apologize for however you message, I love it very much! Do you have a favorite emoji? 👀

Comfort show (one of them at least) is supernatural haha. 😎 At least it means I don't run out of episodes to watch quickly...

You're so very welcome for the recs! psychedelic southern rock is a preddy specific genre so yeah, the stuff will definitely sound like the black keys from time to time haha. 🎸 And poison, that's intriguing, because it's such an unusual song imo, so cool that you like it!!

I hope you'll find some joy in Christmas with the help of the cat and dog! I'll not try to give too much cheesy advice because I'm very aware that that doesn't help but just be patient with yourself, particularly when your spirits don't just magically lift! 💙

I'm mostly good, sometimes even very good, sometimes not that well, changes by the hour and the day. My brain isn't always my friend lol. Glad to be with my family for a bit and very much looking forward to seeing my friends again in a couple of days!! (And always excited about your messages! 🥰)

-- take care! q. ♥️

[dilfhakyeon-moved]

yO i was abt to write to you abt the new modc ep (what's going on with the weird cuts at the beginning jcbjfbjb im crying) but i saw your post so!!!! tell me abt your dream bro i wanna hear abt it!!!!!! -✨

OH I HAVENT SEEN IT YET RIGHT I FORGOT IT CAME OUT TODAY!!! Let me watch it then we can talk abt it !!

And well my dream is pp long so bear w me 😔 i don't have the 'read more' function on mobile so i apologise in advance for everyone who comes across this !! I'll edit the 'read more' into it when I can 😊 ( i hav edited it hehehehe )

SO . actually there are several parts to this dream and I woke up between the first two parts but ... YEA.

At first I was home but a cat had gotten inside my house, I already had two cats ( my current cat and the one that will have died one year ago exactly tomorrow... yes five days after my birthday december is a cursed month for me. but if u wanna know abt him just search 'tchoupi' on my blog ) and I don't think my girl was okay w that new cat ? also new cat looked wonky sjhsjsh ? I wasn't sure abt its behaviour bc it seemed like it cld get irritated fast. In the end my mother told me to throw it out so I did against my will but when I saw it walk away... it had a missing leg.... I was like oh shit dude no come back... so I went and opened the front door and it came back running !!! I couldn't leave it like that w/o food if it already was incapacitated in a way. so that was my new cat. everything ends well ( I'm pp sure I forgot a part of that part but it's not the one I'm interested in )

SECOND PART... THE CÅSTLË. i was in a castle that was more medieval than renaissance styled or whatever the fuck i didnt study architecture but yes this. it had a courtyard with a fountain and that courtyard had a beautiful view on The Unknown ( aka fields and forests and stuff yknow just. The view ) but there were also bridges ( not the rock kind the "we use it in movies to make a character dramatically fall after the villain cut the rope" kind ) and little paths to go to The Unknown. there was a built-in church ( not a christian but i guess that was a smart choice given most attendees were fire emblem characters and they were definitely christians ) and also stables i guess ? but the front stables were empty and i didn't get to see the actual stables. the front stables had a pathway going around them ( there was a front stable on the left and on the right, with the courtyard being a little pushed back ? like if you left the end of the stable pathway you were already past the courtyard )

so now picture all ot this but suddenly the sky is super dark and everything is grim and gloomy. like a typical halloween movie. everything that was neat feels now worn out and the pathways are definitely scary, nobody wants to go there !

i was looking for my friends ( aka mercedes from fire emblem three houses ) but somehow couldn't find them, a fight broke out between ingrid and annette ( also fire emblem three houses ) and i don't like rich horse girls nor do i like racists so i was about to beat ingrid's ass. this big dude comes in and threatens me so i scold him and he and ingrid both go away. i win. i talk to more people but they're all acting weird except annette i guess. whatever weirdos i'm out

next i keep looking, but now i'm not alone - i'm not sure of whether it's a real presence or just a spirit until the end of this sequence where this boy tells me where to go and what to do to fix things a little, so i go into both stable pathways and end up being possessed twice ( demonic possession isn't as bad as they tell you i turned out fine ) so when the boy tells me where to go next i'm like "are we getting possessed a third time ?" he chuckles. ( i am gay so that was cute )

but we don't get any time to do that third thing ! we get out of the pathways and everyone is planning to go fight whatever is beyond The Unknown ! i look at the boy and awake me now pictures him as kraam from the stranded. cool i have a nice partner in crime i'm okay with that. the others leave, there's a lot of them but a second group is getting ready ! so kraam-but-not-quite grabs my arm firmly but like he doesn't hurt me or anything and we start going into The Unknown as well. im like hey wtf do we do now. and he tells me oh these two groups are going mad that couldn't be us let's go find the stray kids ( awake me now realises this is ~cringe~ but dream me was like whoa a solitary group of ppl who fight bigger evils ! BC YES THAT WAS WHAT SKZ WERE DOING IN THIS DREAM but i never met them ) so we can join forces w them and defeat these ppl. i look back. i see the second group from afar bc they have torches. im like wow this is like beauty and the beast.

something happens, idk what, but kraam starts running ! i'm a slow runner so i thought oh fuck not again but i ran after him anyway, the next bit is us running through a sort of jungle ( the sky is clear again ) and like its CRAZY i fucking loved that bit bc WOO ADVENTURE !! ( im a sagittarius )

then we slip between two trees' leaves and end up in a facility. we keep running bc if we stay there We Will Die. suddenly i am slowed down ( which leads me to believe before that he was holding my wrist but released my wrist when he slipped between the trees ) but he checks on me which i appreciate because that means he would rather die with me than survive without me, romance luv

his father ! the bastard. tries to kiss me in front of his mother. im like lmao dude thats disgusting die n go to catholic hell. i push him away and tell him off, he gets pissed but i cant go look for kraam bc his brothers r telling me abt how we're gonna go on a road trip. im like ? the world is abt to end tho ? but apparently my dream rly wanted a drama plot so fine.

his brothers have, allegedly, caught on to an alleged potential relationship between us. no im not gonna complain abt it im lonely and sad and gay so my dream fills in for me. theyre talking abt how theres not enough room for all of us in the van unless i sit on kraam for the trip but they ( specifically the one brother who oddly reminds me of dbk rain ) somehow make it into a sexual joke ? being me tho i didnt get it KSBSKDH... they were like talking abt legs ?? i remember it was abt how it wouldnt work with smth with four legs 'unless i could go with three' and like i dont even know what the hell that was supposed to mean we're talking abt a van not a horse ygwim ?

idk if i woke up after that but my brain did picture both me complaining to kraam abt his dad doing that and him getting quietly angry and just telling me to not come close to him again just in case hed try it again AND the beginning of the 'road trip' where i was indeed using kraam as a seat. and i was sleeping bc idk maybe i was tired from the running ! i hope my next dream is the continuation bc boy that was a whole drama episode

also i gave up and started calling him just kraam but it wasnt kraam ofc he just had kraams face from what i remember ! but he wasnt kraam at all

[the314anoman]

2018 sucked

it was probably the shittiest year of my life, and that’s not an easy title to claim. let’s recap:

it all started way back in early january, when our subway came under new ownership and we got a new manager, who had worked there for a shorter period than i had (yeah, i was part-time working during college, she was full-time, but w/e) and it all went downhill fast. our manager wasn’t bad, she just was just trying to deal with all the new regulations we were facing and the fact that we were Massively Understaffed™ for being located in a fucking mall. like, for contrast, our old managers let us get away with not turning the line coolers off at night if we were really busy, but under the new owners, we had to clean the legs of tables to get the salt of them. i decided to quit in march after having minors stay and help me close even though they were off the clock since they were required to punch out at 9:30 and still getting yelled at for staying too long and not making everything Perfect. it was so stressful trying to work both faster and harder, so i quit. then, college got out in april and i was looking for internships all over and applying everywhere, but i never got even so much as an interview request. so, june came and i just said “fuck it” and applied to other subways closer to home. ended up getting an interview the next day at a different subway, 2 miles from the old one. i got the job and starting working to find out the subway was also Massively Understaffed™ but the manager was more chill, so it seemed fine. turns out the reason the manager was chill is that he was high. like, all the time. this resulted in him having the memory of a goldfish. like, i specifically told him and his assistant manager that i couldn’t work one day and yet he still called asking where i was when i very plainly explained it twice. and he also scheduled a meeting on the day i request off for my niece’s baptism. at 8am. on a sunday. at the same time, i managed to get an interview at a local factory. it wasn’t really an internship nor in my field, but it was a job and it paid $12/hr so i was like, hell yeah, why not. i managed to get the job and started july 1st, which was great, buuuuuut... the job was super boring; it was pretty much doing the same repetitive tasks over and over again for 7.5 hours a day while ~~listening~~ being subjected to country music. BUT, we got 3 breaks a day and it was nice having a chill job. i came up with a lot of really good writing ideas for a novel that’s been a super long wip because my mind was mostly free during work since it was so repetitive. at this time, i’m still working at subway, mostly weekends and some 5-close shifts. i’m not getting a whole lot of sleep and so that probably explains what happens on july 25th, probably the single shittiest day of my life. i get into the factory and the normal manager is gone on vacation and one of my coworkers is taking over. she tells me that i’ve been missing the least important step in the process of making some parts that i’ve been doing for days now. so naturally, i mess it up a couple more times, but only when she’s watching, because ofc. this happens 3 times and the third time i kind of chuckle to myself because i’m literally only doing it when she’s watching. she takes this to mean i’m laughing at her and yells at me about how i think it’s a joke and blah blah blah, like that’s not what i meant at all but she won’t let me explain. THEN, i get out of work and i’m already on the verge of tears because i have a migraine from lack of sleep and i hate getting yelled at, and i see a text i got while at work (we’re not allowed phones on our person at all at the factory. national security stuff apparently) that my grandma is in the hospital and not going to make it. i just... lose it. i go home and just sit outside on a chair, cuddling my cat and gross sobbing for the first time i can recall. i’m supposed to work a 5-9 shift at subway tonight, but i am not in any state to work. i call them through tears saying i can’t work tonight, i’m visiting my grandma in the hospital in muskegon, an hour away. she’s unconscious when i get there. she dies an hour later, while me and my family are eating dinner downstairs in the basement where there’s no signal. eventually tomorrow comes. it’s now july 26th, which if you know me, is my birthday. my 21st birthday, in fact. you know how for most people, their 21st is the best day of your life? yeah, it was one of the worst for me. i still had to get up at 6am for the factory work, then run home, get changed, and work 5-9 at subway. the only bright spot were two helpful coworkers. one from the factory gave me a butterscotch shot, saying you should still try and enjoy your birthday and my subway coworker bought a hershey pie for me and gave me a hug and some helpful advice. (she had been through a similar experience with her mom passing, so she knew a lot about grief.) i took her advice on letting yourself be happy and decided to go to my friends’ meetup that weekend, which i had requested off from subway previously. it’s a while away, but this was planned a long time ago and i don’t get to see my college friends in the summer other than this, so i’m not missing this. but, when i’m almost there i get a call from subway insisting that i work this weekend to make up for missing my 4 hour shift yesterday. i’m furious because i missed it for legitimate reasons and i was already over 2 hours away and i was NOT driving back. (the reason they’re insisting is because they don’t want to pay my coworker overtime, despite the fact she’s living in a trailer park only off her subway income, too.) they say they might have to fire me and i’m like, sure, i have another job and i already put in my 2 weeks lol. so i go there and try to forget this whole week ever happened. the funeral is on monday, the factory gives me it off so i can attend. there’s lots of tears. lots and lots. my grandma touched a lot of people’s lives; she’s one of the kindest people i’ve ever known. she probably would have supported my sexuality if i ever told her, i regret not doing so earlier. i come back to my factory job on tuesday, and as if the universe is answering some unanswered “could things get any worse?” the hiring manager informs me i’m fired, as if it had to be july 31st, to add to the shithole that july 2018 was. this was a temp position to begin with, and i was leaving in a couple weeks anyway, but this is just another blow to an already grieving 21-year-old. i may have just lost both my jobs and my grandmother in the span of 7 days. i leave the factory and get in my car and just. scream. time passes. the pain of july slowly fades from a roaring inferno all over my body to a dull pulsing. good things start to happen again. i move into an apartment with 3 friends, get a job at the theatre after a lot of paperwork issues, i make the cut for an a capella group and find new friends, develop a crush on someone (something i haven’t really had since high school - but that’s a story for another time), and actually start getting my shit together. things are definitely looking up, despite the fact i had the worst month of life a couple months ago. ...and then comes december, as if it’s trying to challenge july to a battle for shittiest month ever. final exams are coming up, i spend a lot of the previous week leading up to exams rehearsing for performances (i had 4 performances in a week’s span), not much studying could be done. not that studying would help that much, as we would see, but w/e. i ended up forgetting my book with all the important formulas and relationships in it that are too complex to memorize, so i completely bombed that final, and therefore failed the whole class. i’m already having to take an extra semester, failing this class does NOT help. i barely stayed above a 3.0 gpa, a requirement for most internships. on the same day we got final grades back, my mom got a call saying my grandpa had died, only a week before christmas. my whole family went back up to do the whole funeral thing again. we are getting awfully familiar with this nursing home (my mom lost both her parents and an uncle in 5 months). finally, on new year’s eve i decide it’s either now or never to admit my feelings, so i ask my crush out. i get rejected, which is mostly what i expected, but it still knocks the wind out of me. so yeah, 2018 was super extra shitty for me. but at the same time, i feel like i’ve grown a lot as a person. i’ve made a bunch of new friends, gained a niece, learned a lot about pain, and done a lot of things i never thought i’d do. hell, i had the balls to ask a guy out, which was something that frightened me to my core. i went on a trip to dc and learned more about the injustices happening here, i went camping/hiking with friends, and went tubing behind a boat. so, i’m not gonna pretend it’s all bad.