#just . godd to go from them being so close and knowing each other's thoughts and intentions without a word

[aromanticasterisms]

no but actually. losing my mind over the running theme of kaeya making up some elaborate excuse for a benign request only for diluc to see right through all of that and give him what he wants anyway

[nik-840]

Lucifer x Gn Reader

Description: The reader is an Angle that used to be Lucifer's lover. However due to God intervening the couple no longer remember each other

Word Count: 2,620

Long ago just before the great war, God created a string of new Angels, just a handful. They were unrelated to God’s other children. They were created by him, yes but they were not children of the Goddes or children at all really. They were meant to be soldiers and soldiers only. But there is always a calm before a storm and in this calm two angels fell in love, the light bringer and his favorite star.

God could see everything or just about everything. He could see how Lucifer’s love for you overshadowed everything else. He saw that this would lead to Lucifer’s ultimate betrayal. If only he could see how his actions played a role in all this.

God decides to kick you out of heaven technically making you the first to fall. Except you didn't go to hell, you fell to earth lost and confused. This is the final straw for Lucifer and the war is waged. Once it's over the memory of Lucifer’s lover is erased from the minds of everyone who knew them. 

When you fell you lost your wings and with them, went your ability to remember not just the days in Eden but also the lifetimes spent walking the Earth alone. You wander for millennials never quite sure what's missing until you find him again in a city called Los Angeles.

The memories don’t come back for either of you when you find him again. But you become close and you just hold on to him. It doesn’t take long for you to realize you are in love with him but he was occupied with Chole. You didn’t want to say that you hated Chole but you strongly disliked her.

It had been a month or so since Lucifer revealed the truth to her. She was a wreck and ran off to Europe. She hadn’t even been back for a week and you had already noticed how it was affecting Lucifer. He was in more distress now than he had been the whole time she was gone. You were already tired of her. Lucifer would never say anything about it; he's too worried about her opinion of him. You on the other hand couldn't give two shits what she thought of you. You had a bone to pick with her so you showed up on her doorstep. 

“What the fuck is your problem?!” She looked completely dismayed.

“Excuse me?”

“You've been treating Lucifer like shit since you got back from your stupid trip.” She stuttered for a while trying to come up with a good reason. “Don't lie Decker you ran off to Europe for space or whatever. But now you're back and you're acting like he's harmed you.” 

“I've been going through a lot this isn't easy for me. Would it make me crazy if I was scared of him? I mean Lucifer, he's dangerous.”

“ Of course, he’s fucking dangerous he's the devil who cares?”

“What?”

“You're not the only human who's in on the secret Chloe but you are the only one who reacted like this. I've known for way longer than you and I've never been scared and it's not because I'm blind to the fact that he could hurt me or others. I'm not scared because he's never given me a reason to be. I know he won't hurt me because all he's ever done is protect me and you for that matter. He's powerful but I know he would never hurt an innocent person. Being scared of him might not make you crazy but it definitely makes you weak.”

All she does is stare and stutter as tears start to build up in her eyes. 

“Listen you need to get your shit together or break it off. Pretending that you care while you won't let Trixie see Maze and jump when Lucifer touches you is just sick. Make a decision or I’ll make it for you.”

You weren't waiting on a response so you just walked off and got in your car you had nothing else to say to Chole Decker. Plus there was someone who needed your attention back at Lux. When you get there the first person you see is Maze whose apparently been looking for you. 

“Where’ve you been all night your missing the party.”

 “Oh you know just out I had to make a stop off on my way here.”

 “Oh?” She looked mildly interested hoping it was something exciting. 

 “Yeah, nothing interesting I just had to talk to someone. Don't worry about that where’s Lucifer?” 

“He's upstairs sulking that's all he does these days.” She’s annoyed she and lucifer are dealing with Chole’s bullshit very differently, she doesn't understand him. You head upstairs and there he is, sitting at the piano playing some melancholy tune you don't recognize. You pour a drink for the both of you and set his down on the piano. You sit with him listening as the song flows out from the piano. You lean your head on his shoulder when the song ends and slide his drink just a bit closer to him. 

“Drink, Luci?”

 “Thank you.”

“You look a mess.”

“Why thank you Y/N as charming as ever.”

“Seriously though I know things have been rough lately but playing sad piano in the dark and not changing your clothes for days will not help. I'm not saying you have to go party I’m not even saying you have to leave your room. I’m just saying maybe take a shower.” He's about to say something stupid to get you off his back. “Listen if you shower ill do everything else, get you ready for bed, comb your hair, I’ll even pick out your suit for tomorrow, ok just shower you smell.”

He doesn't even say anything, just gets up and heads towards the bedroom slowly stripping. 

In his closet, you go through his wardrobe and pick out a suit for him. But not just any suit, it was your favorite. Something about Lucifer in this was just top-notch. When you're done with that you get everything ready for bed 

You sit at the edge of his bed waiting. You scroll through Twitter, TikTok, and then Tumblr. You were pretty sure he was just standing under the water but that’s ok 

When he comes out he’s wearing just a pair of skin-tight black boxers. He collapses into bed beside you. You move so you’re sitting next to his head and run your fingers through his hair.

“I bet that feels better.”

“Thank you.” He says as he moves his head to rest on your lap. 

“Oh don't get all mushy on me, Luci.”

“No I’m serious, Thank you.” 

“Whatever.” You run your fingers through his hair and scratch his head till he goes to sleep. You usually only slept over at the penthouse when Lucifer thought you weren’t able to get home safely. But you didn’t feel like going home today, not when you had Lucifer on your lap snoring softly plus it was like two in the morning. So you shifted around getting comfortable and Lucifer just followed your body heat while grumbling. 

When you wake up again it’s to a phone call from your best friend and roommate. You immediately realize your mistake. You get out of bed as quickly as possible without waking Lucifer. You answer the phone on the other.

“Before you start I'm sorry I didn't mean to sleep over or to fall asleep without checking in.”

“Mhm hmm, you always say the same thing I figured you were with him so I texted maze and she confirmed. That's not why I called.”

“Oh ok, what's up then?”

“You tell me I thought you said you weren't going to sleep over there anymore because it made you feel like you two were closer than you are.”

“I know what I said It's just he was so sad and I couldn't leave him like that.”

“Y/n-”

“Don't! I know what you're going to say ‘it's not my job to take care of him, especially not when it comes at the cost of my peace. But I'm not at peace when he's sad, I just want so desperately for him to be happy.” There's a beat of silence as you think. “I could let him go if that's what it took but she treats him like shit. I know I probably just sound like some jealous idiot but he spends so much time worrying about if she'll turn her back on him and he deserves so much more than that.”

“I understand just remember to take care of yourself too. And text me when you're not coming home asshole.” You laugh for a moment thankful for the change in conversation. 

“Again I'm sorry and I will next time I promise. I'll see you later.” You say your goodbyes and hang up.

You take a couple of deep breaths before heading back upstairs to find Lucifer awake in bed.

“Where did you run off to?” He asks just as you step into the bedroom. 

“Just downstairs I had to take a call and I didn't want to wake you.” You sit at the end of the bed. “Anyway, what do you want to do today? We could be responsible adults and do something productive or we could get high out if our minds order food and watch Alice in Wonderland.” You start smirking before you even finish the sentence knowing exactly which option he's going to choose.

After the first blunt, you were starting to feel it and words started falling out of your mouth.

“You know that I care about you right? You, Maze, and Ash are all I have all I've ever had.” You don’t know why you asked him that because you didn't even let him answer you just started the movie you pulled up before. 

You honestly don't remember watching the movie. It felt like you blinked and then the credits were rolling. It didn't matter though you and Lucifer had split two blunts and you felt amazing. At some point, Maze showed up and she and Lucifer continued to smoke long after you had tapped out. The day was blissful for obvious reasons you even remembered to text your roommate before you passed out on the couch. 

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You guessed that something changed between Chole and Lucifer because he was back to going on cases with her. You hoped that she finally pulled her head out of her ass but you for some reason doubted that. You had gotten out of work early and just went back to your apartment to hang with your roommate. You guys had started a show together about a week ago and then you both got super busy. You had gotten through a couple of episodes when you got an SOS from Maze. Chole had fucked up big this time though you couldn’t imagine what could possibly be worse than the way she had already been acting. Nothing could have prepared you for what you found out.

He didn't even yell, he just explained what happened while sipping on his drink. You could tell he was a few drinks in and he looked a mess. You could see why though. Chole had been going behind his back working with a priest if you could even call him that. She had intended on banishing Lucifer back to hell. The betrayal was truly unbelievable. You didn’t know you had to comfort what could you say that could ease that kind of pain? You guessed you would just love him through it. Through all of it. 

Eventually, Lucifer gets bored of drinking and just goes to bed you didn’t want to leave so you just go sleep on the couch. The next morning you woke up and made Lucifer breakfast in bed you just wanted to remind him that he was deserving of love. He had barely spoken since he woke but just as he finishes eating he asks you a question. 

“Why did you stay?”

“What do you mean?”

“After you saw my face.”

“I don't know I guess I've spent my whole life alone and empty. When we met I felt that for the first time in my life I wasn't alone. So losing that over you being exactly who you said you were just felt stupid.”

“But what about me makes you feel that way? Why me?”

“I don’t know Luci, does it matter? All I know is that you make me feel warm and safe.”

“I make you feel safe?”

“I mean yeah are you surprised all you've done since we met is take care of me and encourage me to do the same for myself?”

He just stares at you sort of shellshocked which is so confusing to you because what did he think was happening here? Did he genuinely think that this entire time you were scared of him deep down? How could he think that? How could you be scared of this man you loved him with every fiber of your being. The thought brought you so much pain you just pulled him closer from where he was sitting on the bed. He was basically sitting in your lap now and you held him tight to your chest and he curled up to you.

You lean down and kiss the top of his head. You get that feeling that you sometimes get when you are with him. A strange sense of deja vu like you've done this before comforted him, held him close, kissed him. Sometimes you get these flashes almost like memories but they always disappear before you can fully understand what they are. You always just hold Lucifer a little tighter in those moments. 

At some point, Lucifer crawls out of your lap and puts on a random movie for the two of you to watch. Neither of you is really paying attention though. You feel his eyes on you for a while before you say anything. 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He doesn’t say anything, he looks at you and makes eye contact before slowly leaning in. After a moment of thought, you lean in too. The kiss isn’t much just a soft press of lips but the feeling that runs through you forcing a gasp from your lips.

Memories flood into your mind so quickly that you can’t even decipher them. Tears start to flow from your eyes. Lucifer is stunned and confused but then shock falls over his face and calls your name. 

“You… you have wings.” You just stare at him as you try to sort through the memories. It seems that Lucifer’s memory begins to come back as well. 

He reaches out to cup you’re face and runs his thumb over your cheek. His old name falls off your lips “Samael.” The name makes him uncomfortable and he expresses that much to you asking you to just call him Lucifer. You lean in again and kiss his cheek and whisper “Of course, my love.” This immediately brings back the tenderness of the moment. 

The memories of before wrap around you like a warm well-loved blanket. All you want is to be as close to him as possible. All the centuries spent apart so cold and alone you just needed to keep him close. You pull him into another kiss and your wings wrap around him pulling him as close as possible. He chuckled “Missed me did you?” He said it as a joke but you knew he wanted a real answer. 

“Every day Lucifer. Every day even when I couldn’t remember.”

[amphitriteswife]

( Snv Poseidon x Amphitrite)

Snv Amphitrite is bea because i said so and poseidon is a bottom because he just zesty like that yknow.

Amphitrite was just minding her own business, you know just chillin’. Until she heard footsteps getting closer to her and poseidon’s bedroom. Amphitrite looked up from her book at the sound of an opening door. ‘ Whats good babygirl.’ Poseidon stared at her with his usual stoic expression ‘……..What?’ He asked. ‘ I asked you what you wanted’ Amphitrite said while putting her book away. Poseidon had already started to change his clothes by the time she looked at him again. ‘ So….you going somewhere?’ ‘ Non of your concern’ Poseidon answered while still facing the closet. ‘ Jeez… you could’ve just said yes or no’ ‘ What i do isn’t any of your business so don’t make this complicated’ Poseidon said turning her way with his eyes closed. ‘ Whatever you say Mr. milkers.’ Poseidon just looked at her with a disgusted expression. ‘ Don’t call me that, weak nymph’ ‘ I call you whatever i want to sugar tits’ ‘ Don’t call me that either you pervert’ ‘ How am i the pervert?’ Amphitrite said while walking towards Poseidon. ‘ You just are’ Poseidon said looking her in her eyes. ‘ Just because you said so?’ ‘ Just because i said so’ Poseidon said while gently fixing her hair. ‘ Isn’t it you who always hooks up with other women?’ Amphitrite said with her arms crossed. ‘ Yes but we’re gods, we can do what we please to do’ . Amphitrite hummed while thinking. ‘ If you can be with other women….Does that mean that i can be with other men too? Poseidon looked at her while thinking. It would be unfair to say no considering he always hooked up with other deities or creatures. But he doesn’t want Amphitrite to have someone else. What if she falls in love with them? What if she leaves him? He could always have someone else , but would they make him feel the way she feels? ‘ Yes, if thats what you desire i won’t stop you from being with another man.’ ‘ Great!’ Amphitrite said while immediately running towards the closet to pick an outfit. Poseidon in the mean time sat on the bed and watched Amphitrite struggle to match her clothes with each other. He and amphitrite weren’t married yet. In the early stage of the relationship Poseidon wasn’t very open with Amphitrite, but she didn’t mind it and left him alone when he asked her to. He didn’t know when he started to love her. Was it because she was the eldest of the 50 Nereids and she reminded him of his dear brother Hades? Or was it because of her beauty? Maybe her dancing or singing skills made the Tryant of the seas fall in love with her. ‘Amphitrite…’ Poseidon began standing up from the bed. ‘ Yeh?’ Amphitrite turned to look at Poseidon while still deciding what color shades she wanted. ‘ Does it bother you when i see other women?’ Poseidon asked hoping the she answered what he thought she would. ‘ No.’ Amphitrite said looking him directly in the eyes. ‘ Why not’ Poseidon asked taken back by her answer. ‘ Because i do not love you, Lord Poseidon’ Amphitrite answered truthfully.

He should’ve expected this answer. When they were seen together at events or parties Amphitrite always had a smile on her face while poseidon looked indifferent. They held hands when they needed to, but when the doors of the catsle closed they released they grip on each other immediately and turned the opposite way. He even hooked up with other people, Yet it never bothered her. He should’ve treated her better, He should’ve told her that he loved her. He should’ve told her that he would take back the mean word he said to her, But he couldn’t. There is one thing poseidon cares more about than his image, his pride. He could never say those words to her or treat her any differently. She was a Nymph, she wasn’t fit to be a god. He had said in countless times to her. He would never admit it but he had made a mistake.

Amphitrite was indeed not a goddes, but that wouldn’t stop her from being better than those selfish and ignorant gods. She trained hard. Not to be the best or to be noticed by poseidon but for herself. As a child Amphitrite had interest in different combat moves such as Systema, teakwondo, MMA, boxing, Muay tai, Akaido, Judo, Kyokushin karate, Jeet kune do and Capoeira. Learning these would take centuries. But because she was a quick learner she mastered them all. You learn thing better if you like it after all. Amphitrite’s physical form wasn’t fit to be the beauty of a goddess.

The other goddesses were curvy and had soft skin while she herself had muscles and tattoos. It never bothered her because there was another goddess who was like her. Persephone, hades wife. Her and Amphitrite were besties. Persephone herself trained Amphitrite when she was younger and had her own company. ( i will write a fic for hades and persephone later because they both are fine af.)

Persephone and Amphitrite formed a alliance together. They both wanted to make sure women and men were treated equally. They started small but eventually the group got pretty big by having a lot of members such as : Freya, Hator, Aphrodite, Artemis, Athena, Maat, Frigg, Amaterasu and even the goddess of the cosmos Hera.

All of this was kept to be unknown to Poseidon because Amphitrite didn’t think he needed to know. It was foolish of her to think he wouldn’t know. His dear Sister-in-law always comes to his palace to meet Amphitrite while him and Hades catch up on the latest business. ‘ I Love You….’ Poseidon said so quietly that Amphitrite almost didn’t hear it. ‘ Why’ she asked not understanding why poseidon suddenly loved her like he never done anything bad to her. ‘……….’ Poseidon couldn’t answer that question. He didn’t know. He just looked at her while she just stared back with the same expression as always. ‘ I don’t love you back’ Amphitrite began. ‘ Because you never gave me a chance to.’ Poseidon looked at her with confusion. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘ You either hooked up with other people or said nasty thing so me while having high expectations from me. I don’t know if that’s who you are or if you just showed me your worst side.’ Amphitrite looked at him with a smirk ‘ Don’t say you love me Lord Poseidon. Because you yourself don’t even know me at all’

‘ Yes i do’ He said confidently. He should know her right? He can’t be in a relationship while not knowing his own girlfriend. He already messed up by treating her poorly, he cant mess up again by not knowing her! ‘Oh yeh!? Whats my favorite video Game then?’ She said while crossing her arms confidently‘ Hmph! Ez!! Legend of Zelda breath of the wild!’ Poseidon said. ‘ Correct! you got one of the 10 already?’ ‘ 10?! Why would I need to have 10 questions?’ ‘ It sound like you are afraid. Are you?’ Amphitrite said teasingly ‘ No!’ ‘ Who is the love of my life?’ Poseidon was taken back by this question. Did HIS girlfriend just ask him who the love of her life is? Unbelievable! It should be him right?….. right? ‘…….’ Poseidon wasn’t sure if he should say that it is him. Dammed Woman! He shouldn’t feel this way! He’s a god! A powerful one too! ‘Sephiroth from final fantasy?’ ‘ YE!’ Amphitrite said while showing him her €160 figure. Poseidon just stared at the shirtless figure.’ Why doesn’t it have a shirt?’ ‘Because he looks good without shirt’ ‘…….. I look good without shirt too….’ Poseidon said looking at her while putting the figure back on the shelf. ‘ Yes that may be true my cold mcdonald fries, But he doesn’t have Chlamydia.’ ‘………’ ‘ Wait… You actually have Chlamydia?!’ ‘ What?! no-’ ‘ Hell naw dawg get away from me bruh’ Poseidon just stared at her in disbelief. Did she really just accuse him of having Chlamydia? Him?! GOD HIMSELF??!! ‘ Anyways was nice seeing you here again Poseidon imma head out. Cya!’ and with that Amphitrite finally made up her mind with what color shades she was going to wear and walked out of their bedroom with a flabbergasted Poseidon standing in the room

[ssin-ent]

[I've never done this before]

req" I'm leaving it to your imagination in the smut smut part but I just want the setting to be with a group friend and they're playing truth or dare and one of the friends (that would be me ) is teasing them she knows felix has the biggest crush on changbin he told her that a while ago and Changbin likes felix but he never really thought about him other than a friend but during the game things would get heated and after the game is over changbin would discover some new stuff about him hahaha

for the first time theres actually a bit of plot to justify the porn!

Enjoy!

Warnings: m x m, changlix, first time,changbin bottom, make out, gay awekening, blowjob,really cute but they're hot asf, top felix,voice kink,dry humping]

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Felix thanked his friends internally as he turns toward changbin.

" you can pick anyone as long as you do the dare" you say to Felix with a big smile.

The qhole room, exept maybe Changbin knew how big of crush f

Felix had on him. Felix put on show ,fully enjoying his moment despite feeling his heart missing a bit as he sat on Changbin's lap. But he felt a bit better to see the other being shyn mouth going dry yet his tongue darted to lick his lips as felix fully sat on him.

Not that it was a position he wasn't familiar with, they have always been close, Felix was the cuddly type and so was Changbin, but right now, with Felix' arms drapped around his neck, leaning to kiss him, Changbing is so fucking confused why he has never felt this way for a guy before yet,the way Felix is looking at him does something to him

The kiss his short, just a peck but Felix does his best to draw it out smiling widely as Changbin blushes, he doesn't know what to say, his brain going autopilot and the only way to hide his now prohiminent boner is to grip felix tighter as he starts to get off his lap .

"Whyy do you wanna go already?" he says, his confidence betrayed by the red of his face.

--

Well, this how Changbin ends up pinned to the bed, Felix overing him as he kisses him as if its the last time, changbin really hope it isn't. But while he is still processing what i's happening he gets lost in the way Felix' lips feel gainst his, how his hands roam over his body and seem to already know it by heart. WHen they part to look in each other'seyes there is a moment of silence butr they both smile, a mute approuval to continue.

Felix is throbbing againt Changbin , his heart thumping in his chest as they share rushed kisses. They're just grabbing at each other, biting on their lips, pulling on their hair, changbin marks his neck, before felix parts to take off their shirts.

From changbin's view, Felix sitting on top of him makes him think of the other riding him and godd how much changbin wants to feel him around his cock.

Felix just smiks down at him, aware of the suggestive position he is as he starts to roll his hips, their cocks rubbing together trough the fabric in a way that make changbin plead.

"What do you want" felix asks before Changbin answers a simple: " You"

"You have all of me already" felix smiles as he unbutons his pants to palm himself over his boxer better.

Changbin feels his mouth salivates, his eyes fixated on the bulge.

"You can have that too if you want' Felix says noticing the way he is looking at him pulling his cock out to tease him

"Get on your knees then, pretty"

Changbin is quite lost but complies anyway all he knows is that he wants to get his mouth on him, he tries to fake confidence, like he'd like it on himself, he tentatively licks up his cock , softly sucking on the tip.

He shouldn't like it that much, but the way his stomach turns as felix praises himin his sweet deep voice makes his cock twitch .

Felix encourages him" come on baby you can take more"

Now Changbin feels shy , he doesn't answer. Sruggling to make a coherent answer but felix reasurres him before he can even gather his thoughts and tell him he doesn't know how to.

'Awww let me show you then" he coos as he puts his hand in his hair to guide him.

"Take the tip in your mouth baby, just like that, take it slow" he murmurs as Changbin takes him deeper it before pulling out to lick at the gathering precum. He hums at the taste pleasantly surprised as he starts to bop in his head , enjoying the feeling in his mouth, the taste and Felix hand petting his hair,he gets a bit too enthusiats as he tries to take more in his throat, gaggging as the lenght threatens to hit the back of it.

" I said slowly, pretty don't take too much" felixs smiles and changbin could die rn, drown in his praises as he starts to bob his head slwoly, working the length with his mouth like he remembers his previous partners would do to him.

Its really sloppy, a lot of drool, but felix seems content with it he thinks he is so cute,trying to do well for him

Still Felix continues to pet his hair, praises him in hisnsweet depp voice that makes him shiver, so Changbin continus, using his hand and taking as much as he can take as he licks up and suck on what fits in his mouth, making felix groan deeply and changbin moans high his his throat looking up at felix expectantly.

So he does it again "You take it so well, youre going to make me come, fuck"

A final warning before felix cums ,he thrust in his mouth softly, chasing his eyes as tears gather in changbin's eyes who takes it so good for him.

And he sees how much changbin likes it,how he is thrusting agaisng his own hand, chaisng his own pleasure who cums soon after him as he is surprised by the sustance in his mouth, more cum dripping past his mouth , messing up his chin than anything else

Felix coos, seeing Changbin like that, hair a mess, his mouth dripping with his cum but looking up at him so sweetly with teary eyes, he tries to not think about it too much or he could cum again.

Chagbin says giggling timidly :

"Sorry I've never done that before "

"Don't worry I have a lot of things left to teach you about" Felix assures him

[mminttae]

Blanket Of Lavender Scent

-> Pairing : Jimin x Reader

-> Genre : fluff fluff!, fluffy Jiminie, extra clingy Jimin cause he missed you a lot, Jimin wants cuddles, lavender and vanilla scented tees are perfect for eachother

-> Summary : After two weeks of attending meetings in a business trip Jimin is finally home and craves for your attention but you want to simply watch a movie..

-> Word count : 2.334K

-> A/N here's a Jimin one shot for y'all to enjoy until I actually finish writing the first chap of Jimin's series. Gif not mine, credit to owner.

Song recs ( to make your reading time more fun) - Serendipity\Serendipity instrumental - Jimin

Around 7pm 

You sit on the large sofa and look outside the window, the chilly weather outside making the window glass a bit blurry. Judging on how the weather is getting colder day by day you thought it wouldn’t even take one full day for the snowflakes to start decorating the window panes. An uncomfortable silence took over the apartment. Only the clock ticking could be heard. You kept glancing from the clock to the entrance door thinking if time slowed down. Diverting your gaze towards your phone you think perhaps his flight has been delayed or maybe he’s stuck in traffic. He did say that he would visit you first after stepping out from the airport. Did that bastard lie to me? there are possibilities of him lying to you based on how he loves seeing you get angry and all pouty, well yes you are indeed angry now. Just when you were about to call him the doorbell rang making you quickly get up from your seat and run towards the door. 

“What took you so long?!!-- “ You slightly shout as soon as you open the door but become silent when you notice  there’s no one in the doorway. you step out a bit and look to the corridor on your right but there was no one. You were about to turn around to check your left when two big arms wrapped around your waist, back hugging you. Your breath hitched but later relaxed when the familiar lavender cologne hit your nose. Your favourite scent of all time. Resting his chin on your shoulder he whispers in your ear, “missed me?” You brought your hand towards his and started fiddling with the silver promise ring he was wearing. You had the same one too. “no,” you whispered back to him making him give a small sweet laugh followed with a peck on your cheek. “Says the person who kept texting me to come back quickly.” He said while tightening the hug, your cheeks now warm with a soft rosy blush. OH hell YESS you missed him! But maybe he missed you more. Or maybe both of you missed eachother equally. You break free from his arms and turn around to look at him now for real not through video calls. His blonde soft fluffy bangs covering his forehead, his eyes turning to crescent moons  as soon as the corner of his lips turned up. “Jimin..” you take hold of his hand,(more like a sweater paw holding another sweater paw A/N : thaT’S sO cUtE uWu ok um back to the story AhEM)  “lets go inside” you pull him inside your comfy apartment and close the door. 

“Why does two weeks feel like two months” Jimin chuckles while saying , leaning on the back of the couch seeing your busy back as you take hold of a mug and pour in the peach juice which you made. (Jimin loveeeeesss the peach drinks you makes , he loves you too ;) ) Handing him the mug you speak, “maybe cause we never went without seeing each other over five days.”  Taking a sip from his favourite drink he replies “four days was the highest.” “It could have been if you didn’t ditch me for your video game,” you rolled your eyes making your way to the couch, Jimin following you with a pout and murmuring ‘it wasn’t my fault that I forgot, Jungkook and Taehyung practically went on their knees to make me play with them”  your lips break into a small smile but quickly went to poker face, you missed his whining and ofcourse that smoll pout. You looked on your side to see Jimin waddling like a duckling towards you before sitting down on the couch and pulling you on his lap, hugging you by your waist and nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your vanilla scent. 

“why are you late?” you ask, playing with his soft hair. “I lost my suitcase.” 

“stop joking” 

“I’m not” . 

You look down at his face, a bit innocence can be seen in his eyes. You scoff in disbelief bringing your hands to yourself from his shoulder.

Okay he’s not joking . 

You get up from his lap and sit a bit far from him (not too far though). “Y/N....?” Jimin shakes you by your shoulder but you don’t response . “Is my Y/N-ie angwy?” Jimin asks in a cute way in hopes of melting your anger away. He knew damn well that your anger doesn’t stand a chance against his cuteness. There was a moment of silence. Jimin kept poking your arm and kept calling your name but seeing no response he started slightly slapping your arm while giving his own background music and THAT’S when you snapped. “Are you- are you a kid?!!? HOW CAN YOU LOOSE A SUITCASE AGAIN YOU FU---” you stop when your eyes meet his puppy eyes. I shouldn’t have raised my voice dangit. Jimin’s lips curled to a pout and he stared at you like a baby about to burst into tears. You were having human glitch, you cleared your throat and sat down normally infront of him instead of standing on the couch. “Bu-but I found it again after asking the customer service system for help..” he said with a pout while fiddling with his fingers. You knew well that the stuttering was an act afterall you’ve been together for more than a year now. Your anger over Jimin loosing his suitcase would sound dramatic to many people but your anger ofcourse had reasons. This might be the 20th time he lost his suitcase ( the only difference today is that he found it again). Everytime he looses he buys MORE THAN EXPENSIVE ones and and like his suitcase contains his clothes??? files and documents too??? Does he have the Namjoon disease now?

You heave out a sigh once seeing him still sitting with a pout and stealing glances at you. You move towards him and lean in to leave a small kiss on his pouty lips. You pull away and found jimin following your lips, he definitely wants more. You chuckle and pat his head “be careful with your things from next time kay?” Jimin is like a lost friendly puppy but when it came to work he would become a wolf seconds. If anyone hears about his clumsiness they would start doubting if he’s really the CEO of the 2nd most popular and big company in the country. He snaked his hand around your waist pulling you closer, using his other free hand to tug a loose strang of your hair behind your ear then he proceeded with caressing your cheek with his thumb. “I promise I’ll be careful from next time, love” he whispered as his eyes travelled down to your lips. He slowly started leaning in BUT BUT you felt like TEASING him :) You pushed away his hand and got up from sitting making your boyfriend frown and... unhappy... “Why the pizza ain’t here yet?” you question yourself seeing the clock it was about time for your pizza order to arrive. Jimin ofcourse didn’t give a damn about pizza. He just wanted you, close to him. He tried holding your hand and pulling you towards him but your quick sensing ability made you walk away saying that you better start taking out plates for the meal, loud enough for your now grumpy and pouty boyfriend to hear. He stands up mumbling some rubbish under his breath, scoffs towards you before walking towards your room to grab a blanket knowing that you would want to watch a movie while having dinner. Jimin obviously has different plans. CUDDLESS!!

Time Skip ~ 

Lights off, all cuddled up sitting infront of the tv screen. You both wrapped around a blanket, Jimin’s arms wrapped around, his chin resting on your shoulder, his toe grazing yours. Although you both were stuck like glue to eachother Jimin wasn’t that happy. The pout on his face didn’t really get noticed by you as you were too focus on the movie playing infront of you. Out of excitement of spending time with you after a long time he forgot your love for the marvel series and clicked on the play button. Sigh. “Y/N..” Jimin trails off nuzzling to you. you hum  as a response to which he sighed ( might be the 30th sigh since the movie started) “ baby look at me..” he says giving you a peck under your ear. “What is it?” you ask in a voice that speaks ‘ I’m not that interested in what you’re about to say.’ “You acted like you were about to take a plane and come to me when I was away but now you’re not even giving slight look to me” he whines removing the blanket away and sitting up straight but your face still fixated on the tv screen. “ I doubt you even missed me hmph “ his chest went up and down as he folded his arms and looked away from you, guess he shouldn’t have done that cause the second he looked away you looked at him. You couldn’t help but stiffle a smile at the sight of his puffed cheeks. You tried unfolding his arms but instead he swatted your hand away. “ Ofcourse baby i missed you” you cooed to him to which he replied with “you’re a bad girlfriend.” You just laughed before going “oh my godd the war started!” and focusing back to the tv. Jimin scoffed in disbelief once seeing you. He never once hated a tv this much. He once again leaned on your shoulder ( angry or not he can’t stay away from you). Muttering a no to himself he moved away from you and leaned on the couch hand. Even though his whole being was itching to feel your warmth his ego kept him away. But your lips forming a smile didn’t go unnoticed by him.

25 minutes before the ending of the movie

You stretched your arms and looked at your now sleeping fluff ball boyfriend beside you. He must be tired from the journey. He is tired but still wanted to spend time with you. A sudden hint of guilt hit you as you got reminded of his whining to turn your attention on him. You leaned towards him and gently brushed his bangs away AND--- OH HE’S NOT SLEEPING. You blink a couple of times staring at his face when you realize he’s trying to not smile. Jimin you sly fox. You were about tell him to stop acting when a sudden idea popped up in your head making you smirk to yourself. You move back from him and fake a yawn, pretending sleepy you say to yourself knowing he’s hearing, ”what to do I was planning on giving Jiminie hugs and kisses but he is already sleeping” you spare a glance at him and saw him frowning. You stood up before saying “ I should go to bed as well,” before you could take a step forward his hand pulled you back making you fall on top of him, your hands on his chest supporting you from not falling flat on his face as his arms snaked around your waist hugging you. “You are not going anywhere,” he whispered scanning your features. Your heart beat picked up its speed due to the very small distance between both of you. You have experienced ‘no gap between eachother’ before a lot of times but still to this day you never got to get used to the tension. “I thought you were sleeping..” you say while brushing his soft hair locks away from his eyes. Without saying much Jimin just used his hand to push your head forward as he leaned in as well , connecting both of your lips. This wasn’t just a small kiss or peck , this time it was an actual kiss he wanted to share with you since his arrival here. You craved for it too but didn’t show. Jimin sat up straight before making you comfortably sit on his lap. He broke the kiss for a couple of seconds to whisper “I missed you..” you whispered back “ I missed you too” before joining lips again. Both of your lips fitted eachother perfectly, like puzzle pieces. Your surrounding seemed to have gotten more sweeter due to the lavender smell on Jimin. He smelled like lavender and honey and you loved it. Both of you were enjoying the moment when.....YOU HAD TO GET INTERRUPTED :)) Your phone screen lighted up with the name ‘mom’ on the display as the ringtone took over the comfortable silence making you two break away from eachother. You sigh as Jimin groaned. You were about to reach for the phone when jimin stopped you, he hugged you tightly and said “let’s just continue” with pleading eyes. “Let me just receive the call..” 

“no no no you are finally giving your attention to me I don’t want you to look away” he whined shaking his head.

“If I don’t receive--

“I HATE phones, moms and televisions they keep stealing my Y/N away from me” he pouts, you laugh seeing him get so clingy.

“Why don’t they understand ?!!! Y/N IS MINE!!” he shouts out of frustration and the phone goes to silence at once indicating the call ended. He didn’t get himself for shouting suddenly but he just wanted you to only look at him. “You didn’t had to get worked up babe,” you chuckle to which he reply “your mom is thinking you’re asleep if not then tell her tomorrow you were sleeping.” he say giving a sheepish smile “now where were we?” he asked before attacking you with kisses making you laugh from ticklish feeling. “Ji-Jimin stop it tickles!” the apartment soon gets filled with both yours and Jimin’s laughter and giggles. 

“If you try waking up before me tomorrow I’m going to make sure you don’t get to shower tomorrow” he says playing with your promise ring. “what kind of threat is that?” you ask not getting him. He just simply replied with 

“I love you”

“love you too... Jimin”

[vocalyunho]

Tangerine

pairing — Mingi x reader (fem)

genre — fluff, angst, friends with benefits au, smut (first time)

warnings & tags — reader uses a bratty attitude as a defence mechanism, Mingi’s soft side as well as his dom side make their appearance, semi-fwb to fully being fwb, power bottom! Mingi, kinda bratty & sub! reader, handjob, blowjob, praising, masturbation, mention of cunnilingus, fingering, choking, explicit unprotected sex, spanking, pull out method, mention of blood.

word count — 4.2k

synopsis — Mingi and her agreed to help each other out whenever they need it, but after this incident...how long will it take for them to realise that their agreement isn’t only an ‘agreement’ anymore? 

A drop of spit landed on her sternum as she slightly relaxed her jaw. The contrast between her body’s heat and the drop’s made her notice it as it slid down and tickled her a little. Mingi, carefully, ran his hands along the sides of her head, fingers dipping in the smooth hair until his hands met each other on the back of her head to hold her hair in the most loose ponytail. 

“you’re doing so well-”, his gaze is soft when she looks at him with mouth stuffed and eyes hazy “-so so well, baby”

Her tongue ran on the underside of his cock to show her appreciation for the validation Mingi offered her, and right afterwards, she slightly grazed his tip with her teeth. Mingi sighed at that, a sigh that was content and on the verge of becoming a moan. 

He pressed his hips forwards, as much as he could from the sitting position he was in. The couch screeched slightly and her hand gripped his thigh harsher in an attempt to bear the gag reflex that made its way to her. His tip found the back of her throat and her eyes watered in a second but Mingi could only see the flushed cheeks and swollen lips that had him wondering if it’s worth it, right now, to just stop everything and kiss her. It was, but he didn’t. Instead, he let himself enjoy the view of her tears making their way down her cheeks until they, somehow, disappeared.

“such a good girl -my godd”, his head fell on the back of the couch. The praise was simple and one she’s heard several times before, but that didn’t stop her knees from weakening even if they were already resting on the floor. She hollowed her cheeks, giving him a more intense pressure around the tip and Mingi groaned, letting his hands fall from her hair. y/n snickered mockingly, loving the effect she had on him and the next moment, Mingi barely took a few words out “d-don’t make me come-”, a sharp breath followed “-just yett”.

The demand had her slowing her ministrations in an instant...her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and her lips detached from him with a wet pop that echoed louder than she expected. Only her hand kept pumping him slowly, just enough to keep him hard “no?”

“no”

“did I do something wrong?”, she asked, looking up at him, even though she already knew she was doing great. Her only view of his face was his Adam’s apple that was dancing pathetically inside his throat while his chest rose and fell constantly and his hand was gripping the wearied fabric of the couch harshly.

“no”

“what is it then?”, she cocked a brow, though he couldn’t see her.

Mingi took a moment to calm down. He was way too close and he only realised it now that she stopped.

“I just- fuckk-”

As he had just managed to stabilize his breaths, she licked a stripe from his base to his tip making shivers wash his thighs. It wasn’t unusual for her to tease him like that, so the reaction didn’t go unnoticed and the mocking smile from before made its appearance again before Mingi tried his best to finish his sentence. “-want us to try something new”.

She tilted her head in confusion, “right now?”

“right now”

“all of a sudden?”

Mingi nodded and felt his heart tightening. He didn’t know how she’d react to his idea, especially since it wasn’t a part of their deal.

To him, y/n was the good girl that had his body shaking and his dick twitching just by the skills of her mouth and hands, and to her, he was the guy that had her legs quivering and her lips releasing lustful moans just by the games of his tongue and fingers inside her. They were only that for each other and just that...until now.

Mingi needed more, he’s been needing more for quite a while now, actually. He needs to feel her all over him, on him, around him, under him, however she likes as long as it is only for him, and he needs it desperately...even though it isn’t a part of their agreement.

He doesn’t only want her to wrap her pretty lips around his tip anymore, but to lay her lips upon his and to rest her tongue inside his mouth...he wants her to tangle her fingers in his sweaty locks and be able to look at her in the eyes as she does and he, especially, wants to finally hear her pretty sounds, all of them, without her trying to hold some back.

“I want you to ride me”, Mingi spoke fast. 

“what the fuck?”, was her first reaction “that wasn’t a part of our agreement”, she let him go.

“I know...you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to”

A moment of complete silence followed, with only their breaths -especially Mingi’s heavy one- echoing in the room. y/n looked as if she was ready to defend herself any minute and Mingi couldn’t blame her. What he was asking for, after all, wasn’t just a favour, he was asking her to lose her virginity to him and he was no one important or special to her.

Anyone reading this right now would’ve guessed that y/n isn’t a virgin, but appearance is often deceiving. Other than foreplay (lots of it), she’s never had penetrative sex with anyone before, as surprising as that may sound. That’s why Mingi was insecure about what he was asking for.

“I just thought-”

“if you want me to do that-”, she talked back fast.

Mingi waited to hear what she had in mind.

“-you'll eat me out twice next time I come over”, she said while standing up and trying to regain her balance because of her sore knees “you owe me for blowing you, anyway”

Mingi was the one who was taken aback now. Her first reaction had made him decide that there’s no way she’d agree, and now she wasn’t only willing to do it, but demanding and straight forward too. The stereotypes had taught him that when a girl decides to lose her virginity, she does it with someone she trusts and she’s shy and, maybe, a little scared before doing so. Mingi was either foolish enough to believe those stereotypes or y/n didn’t see virginity loss as something as important as others (he didn’t even consider the case of y/n actually wanting to lose her virginity to him).

“deal”

His heart skipped a beat at the images that flooded his mind. As she stood up and stripped herself from all the clothings, something inside Mingi told him that he had to see her breaking down for him, to see her real self, and he only realized what was going on when she straddled him. She managed to do it without touching his erection but once he was back to real life, Mingi gripped her sides and forced her to sit on his lap, trapping his hard on between their bodies. He did it on purpose and she knew it. The sensitive bundle of nerves on his tip sensed the wetness on the thin fabric of her panties, instantly, but she didn’t seem to care one bit. It was reasonable for her to grow wet, she was sucking him off, after all.

“do you have a condom?”, she broke the silence.

“fuck”

“you asked me to fuck you and you don’t even have a condom?”

“I hadn’t planned it”

She rolled her eyes “can you at least- pull out?”

“I think so”

“just warn me when you’re close, I don’t want you coming inside me”.

Mingi nodded in anticipation and guided his hand on her back, touching her feather-like, and travelling upwards until his hand met the back of her head and his eyes, y/n’s gaze. He forced her head forward until they were eye level with each other. She looked relaxed but he knew she wasn’t as chill as she seemed. Her heart was beating faster than every other time inside her ribcage and her breaths were jerky, that’s why he stretched his neck and got closer to her face. He let her feel his calm breathing for a moment before connecting their lips simply (kissing was a part of their agreement as a ‘mood maker’ only). Her eyelids fell shut and her hands rested on her thighs but the burn inside her was still hot and bothering. 

“no need for that”, he said as he broke the kiss.

“what?”

“your hands are shaking”

She looked at them and Mingi realised she wasn’t aware of it until he mentioned it. He rested both of his hands on top of hers, an action that was new both to y/n and him, since they haven’t been intimate in this way towards each other before. Everything they ever did was restricted to their primal needs and lacked any type of emotion, and this right now broke the second rule. 

She shook her head as if the shaking was nothing but Mingi didn’t take long to speak the first thing in his mind, “I’ll take care of you”. His thumbs caressed her knuckles and as much as she liked this side of him, she still tried to overlook it, she tried every time.

He’s always been good to her, praising her good job, complimenting the little details, giving her all the validation she needed...the complete opposite to her. She had never shown him a single hint of deeper emotion or given him the slightest praise. Even when his fingers were buried inside her, even when she was on the verge from the pleasure he gave her and even when he called her “baby”, she didn’t show him everything she felt. She fooled herself by thinking that she shouldn’t let it get to his head when, in reality, she was just scared. If she did show Mingi how he made her feel, he’d want to get better and give her more and...she’d fall for him. 

She didn’t want that but the fact that she agreed on what he had asked her for and the way her heart skipped beats at his words, said otherwise. She knew it, but she overlooked it again. Thus, she kissed him once more, only this time her hands rested on his bare chest.

Her lips moved smoothly against his in a slow yet needy pace until Mingi, suddenly, moaned. y/n smiled against his lips, barely grinding on his erection, loving the effect she had on him and careful not to make a sound herself. And as he was about to slip his tongue inside her mouth...she parted. Mingi chased after her lips but y/n lifted her body and held herself up on her knees as a careful hand found her underwear and slid it to the side. Dropping her head forwards, her pointer and middle finger massaged her clit for a bit before the neediest lip Mingi has ever seen of her, got trapped between her teeth. Her eyebrows furrowed, accompanying the bitten lip, and Mingi thought that if the expression on her face could take the form of a sound, that sound would be a breathy, ecstatic moan on the verge of turning into a needy meowl. If she only let him see that expression again, while he’s inside her, Mingi would be the happiest man alive.

He sat there, watching her in awe but the force of habit made him replace her fingers with his and stretch her hole by inserting two fingers in it, without even thinking. y/n’s breath got caught in her throat and her hands landed on his shoulders subconsciously, only for Mingi to pump them slowly to test the wetness at first. She had to be prepared for something larger so he added a third one, not long after, expecting her to moan out loudly as she always did, but she didn’t. Instead, she smiled and bit her lip in content at the new stretch. Her head fell backwards and her hand gripped the wrist that was working magic inside her but didn’t try to stop it. She let him speed up and give her the sweet stimulation she deserved.

“that was s-sudden”, she chuckled as if this was nothing, yet she was secretly loving it.

Mingi was already mesmerized by the view in front of him but that didn’t stop him from speeding up sensibly. Her wetness resounded with every thrust of his digits until he decided to bury them inside her and collide his palm with her clit. He curled his fingers while massaging the bundle of nerves, something he’s never done before, and y/n cursed. She clenched around him and that’s when she finally moaned loudly. 

Mingi couldn’t wait for the moment he’d see her reaction to him getting buried inside her. He didn’t know why he wanted that so much...he’d seen her reaction to his fingers and tongue multiple times before but something about her losing it over his cock, took him to heaven.

On the same side, y/n had always thought that if Mingi was this good with his hands, there’s no doubt he’d be ten times better with his dick. She was indeed a little scared of losing her virginity, but she was much more impatient to find out if her conjectures would get confirmed. Thus, when she felt the knot in her stomach tighten, she grabbed his wrist harshly and stopped his ministrations instantly.

“I-I thought you’d fuck me”, she said out of breath.

“I was preparing you”

“Do I look like I need fucking preparation?”

There it was again...that attitude that had Mingi needing her more. Her eyes were drowsy but her voice strong and in any other case, he would get mad at an attitude like this but when it came to her, he found it the hottest thing in the world. He wouldn’t lie if he said that sometimes, when he thought of the way she acted, he got helplessly hard at times that his hand was the only solution.

She stared at him but instead of getting a response, Mingi licked his lips and moved his hand from her, to his erection fast. If she wanted it now, she’d get it now. 

She was already keeping herself up on her knees, so he aligned himself with her core easily but instead of pushing in, he grazed his tip along her sensitive parts, taking the time to travel from where she needed him the most, to her clit and back again. 

“fuck”, y/n sighed, the new type of friction getting her weaker than she expected. Her legs trembled and Mingi noticed and exhaled in content, seeing how such little stimulation started tearing her wall of pride down, already. It felt like her previous bratty attitude stayed in the past as her brows raised in need.

She was just as cute as he always thought she’d be and when she rested her forehead against his (as a readiness indicator he thought), Mingi found the chance to push in, wanting to see her very first and honest reaction.

To say that she didn’t let him down would be only an understatement...her breath fanned his lips, her face scrunched up and her lips took the shape of an ‘o’, and all of this while a soft cry resounded in the small living room. He almost witnessed her real self. 

His tip was, for sure, larger than his fingers so her body going into autopilot mode, was understandable. She didn’t move one bit, so Mingi held her by the sides and started pushing her body down on him, slowly and gradually. Her voice broke more and more with every inch that was inserted and occasional ‘ah’s’ found their way out of her lips...it didn’t feel comfortable yet, it was painful for her. She’s never had something as big as this.

“fucking hell”

y/n shut her eyes in pain and Mingi let her take all the time she needed once he bottomed out, in order to get used to the stretch. They both knew she wouldn’t bleed (because Mingi was the one who had broken her hymen the first time he helped her out), but she still needed to adjust to something as new as this.

No words but only looks were exchanged between them when she tried to lift her body, and Mingi could’ve sworn to any God that tiny tangerine speckles danced in her eyes when she lowered and let him fill her again. A rough moan escaped him at the pressure she offered and after a few more knotty bounces her own pleasure sounds started making their own appearance. Her silk helped a lot and so did the slow pace.

It started feeling good sooner than she had expected and so, her arms rested on his shoulders as his, layed on her thighs. She moved agonizingly slow, often hissing at the girth, and once she got used to the sense, her body started asking for more. 

She went faster, just enough to gain more stimulation and Mingi moaned at that. His hands were caressing her thighs in the rhythm of her bounces, his eyes were glued on her face and even if y/n wanted to increase the pace, she wanted something else more. She had the need to see him take control. 

She wanted Mingi to do her as he pleased, to show her how he liked it, to be rough with her and to just...be at his mercy for once, but how would she ask for that without seeming weak?

She kept bouncing on him in a steady pace...Mingi was big, she knew that very well and he felt...perfect. Every time he got buried to the hilt, her walls tightened but Mingi wasn’t in the right state of mind to notice she was doing it on purpose. Instead he let himself enjoy it until his body started needing more and that need came out in the form of a groan that was deeper than his already deep speaking voice. He wanted her to bounce on him faster, to feel every corner of her, to feel his tip reaching her deepest parts.

“go faster”, he commanded but y/n continued moving as she was, like she didn’t hear him. Mingi tried to snap his hips upwards but it was impossible with both of them moving at the same time, so he said it again and louder this time.

“I said go faster”

y/n tried her best to keep her composure and talk to him, without her voice betraying how hard it was to think straight.

“why don’t you man up and fuck me yourself then?”

She said with effort and then stopped...with him buried inside her, twitching at the attitude she gave even now. Mingi’s eyebrows raised in surprise and y/n cocked a brow full of pride, because she knew exactly what her words were doing to him. She wanted him to ruin her and she’d get it the way she knew best...by provoking him.

“what’s that supposed to mean?”, he tilted his head, obviously bothered by her comment.

“can you even fuck me properly or is fingering the only thing you can do well?”

Mingi’s tongue poked the side of his cheek at the frustration that washed his body. He didn’t want to go hard on her for the sake of this being her first time, but her attitude hadn’t given him a single break. There’s no way he would take it anymore.

“you really don’t think before speaking, do you?”

The provocative eyebrow disappeared when Mingi placed his hands on her ass and gripped each cheek harshly. A harsh slap resounded before he lifted and pressed her down on him with full force...and then he did it again and again and again and y/n found her jaw going slack. He didn’t hold himself back at all. Her hair moved in every which way and landed on her face messily, her arms wrapped around his neck, holding for dear life, her legs lost all their strength but Mingi kept it up. He got drunk on the slapping sound of her ass against his thighs and her high pitched cries and, maybe, he liked more than he should the fact that her lips ghosted over his...open and ready to be kissed. And he would kiss her if his mind wasn’t hazy and if he didn’t want to prove that, what she’s gotten herself into was brattier than her attitude.

y/n cried out in pleasure, he reached so deep that he hit every right spot, every part that had the burn inside her turn into a big fire and she’s sure she wants to feel that more often. Even though Mingi couldn’t do it, she did it herself. She captured his lips in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss as he still bounced her on him. It was messy, but she needed it and Mingi returned it feverishly. Their noses brushed each other’s, their breaths got mixed creating a heavy sound and they only parted when y/n cursed under her breath at the part he reached. 

“right there, baby?”

“pplease more”

“huh?”

“M-Mingi please”, she cried out.

They fucked shamelessly, not giving a damn about Mingi’s neighbours hearing them. They got addicted to each other’s effect. 

y/n lost herself when he wrapped his hand around her throat. His dominant side was better than she had expected. No one’s ever treated her like that and only now did she realise how much she liked it.

“you’ve gotten y-yourself into big trouble, d’you know that?”, he squeezed the sides of her throat making her yelp.

“ha-harder please”

“can you even ttake it?”

Mingi said before forcing her to come face to face with him. He kept her stable right where their lips almost touched and before y/n could connect them, he snapped his hips up. Her eyes rolled back and her jaw went slack. He found it, he found that one spot and with every thrust, he hit it harder and harder and harder until she went completely crazy. 

Her body trembled, her head was left on the will of his hand and her core tightened so much that Mingi felt his body burning. 

She cried out for more, though she couldn’t take it. Mingi knew he had reached her g-spot, her pathetic voice confirmed it but he didn’t complain...he felt better than ever before and he loved her sounds, he always did. You could say they were the ones that brought him to his climax right after hers.

Mingi thrusted fast until he suddenly left her throat and raised her body enough to pull out fast. He pumped himself with quick, small strokes as y/n fell messily on his thighs. Her hands found his chest and her face took an expression Mingi’s never witnessed before. 

Thick white liquid got spread on his thighs, right under her body but he didn’t notice it as his climax made its way to him. He let out moans, both rough and sweet, both needy and full of relief and came on his stomach and chest (some of it reached her hands too).

His arms fell on each side of his body lifelessly and his head fell on the couch as low curses showed how rough his high was. He breathed fastly and so did y/n who rested her upper body against his, not minding the cum that got trapped between their bodies. 

It took them a moment to calm down. y/n was so weak she could barely move, it was even hard for her to feel her legs and when Mingi looked at her form, he realised that all that attitude she gives, hides the version of herself she’s afraid to show. She needs someone to take care of her for once, for her to not have to take care of herself by her own all the time. She wants someone to take control and guide her. He wanted to kiss her softly and tell her that he could take care of her but when he gripped her sides and slid her upwards and closer to him, she hissed lowly. Her clit got dragged on his thigh and the sensitivity was unbearable but when she raised her head and looked at him with eyes drowsy and features soft, he couldn’t help but cup her chin and kiss her.

“you fucker...you’re good”, she whispered, resting her forehead against his and making him giggle.

“I’m even better at the missionary”

“next time?”

“for sure”

How long would it take for them to realise their agreement isn’t only an ‘agreement’ anymore?

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[specsforwoo]

Son of Lachesis | Demigod!Jung Jaehyun

Parent Deity: Lachesis (Goddes of the String of Life; the Second Fate)

Allegiance: Hades

Dark Humor was a thing

He probably picked it up from his dad

His dad was this super successful thriller author

So they had this huge penthouse in New York but Jaehyun was your normal edgy emo teenager

He claimed to hate his life, hate his family, hate his friends

But like, his dad wasn’t bothered by it???

At first Jaehyun thought it was because his dad just didn’t care about him

But then he started to realize that his dad was the same way

He would rather disparage himself in the name of humor than anything else

It was more of a coping technique but oh well

And for some reason, Jaehyun’s senior year of highschool, he moved to Korea

Still doesn’t know why tbh

Something about his dad telling him that it was safer for their family to be closer together

But like his family only comprised of himself and his dad

And his beagle Chu-Chu but that’s it

As far as he knew, he didn’t have any family in Korea

But surprisingly, he fit in well

His last year of high school went by quickly

And soon he was accepted into the medical examiner’s program @ KAIST

What?

He felt more comfortable around cadavers than live humans

It wasn’t weird he just had hella social anxiety

He had a real gift for it too

He could just look at a body and be able to tell how they died

He was oddly able to tell how long ago they died too

He was actually starting to get creeped out by it

So he started talking to the only person he could ever confide in

His dad

It was a long weekend off of uni

And the Friday before he got into a huge argument with his toxicology professor about the substance that one man ingested that led to his death

His professor swore it was Croton tiglium

And he doesn’t know why but something in his gut was screaming that the diagnosis was wrong

So what did he do?

He stole the toxicology report to review it

And he barged into his professor’s office claiming it was actually Daphne mezereum

What scared him the most was that he could swear the man who was lying helplessly on the table was the one who told him what the poison was

So back to his dad’s apartment

Jaehyun was in tears explaining what had been going on to his dad

And sure his dad was the one to lighten up any room he could

But his dad just laughed

And for the first time he actually felt like he was going crazy

He thought that if anyone would be able to help him understand it would be his dad

I mean what was that Ph.D in psychology hanging on the wall for then

But his dad placed a hand on his shoulder and talked to him very calmly.

I think it’s time that you met your mother.

Sniffing, he looked up

I thought she had been dead since I was a baby.

Sorta…

How can someone be ‘sorta’ dead?

She’s more like… undead?

Suddenly a gray smoke started swarming around his feet.

And a young woman, dressed in black with a rose in her hair appeared behind his dad

Jaehyun almost screamed

Dear, Many people are in need to relief so why are you calling me up?

She spoke and her voice was as light of as the mist swirling around her feet

She looked up and made eye contact with Jaehyun

Dear, you know how dangerous it is for them to meet their other parents… why is he here?

She didn’t break eye contact with Jaehyun as she spoke to his father

It’s time he knew. Maybe Taeyong or Yuta could help him? They’ve been through this before.

The anxiety and stress was piling up on Jaehyun until he couldn’t stand it anymore

Knew what? Who is this? Why is our apartment filling with smoke? What have Taeyong and Yuta been through before?

You are a demigod Jaehyun. The woman spoke up, inching closer to his side.

My son, the son of Lacheses.

Lacheses…. The goddess of the string of fate.

I’m the son of a death goddess.

He burst out laughing

He couldn’t tell if it was from shock or denial

Everything made sense

His ominous ability to tell how people died

How long they would live for

So you are telling me Taeyong and Yuta are demigods too?

He looked between his mother and father

Yes, sons of Themis and Bia, respectively of course.

So that summer Jaehyun ended up going to camp with Taeyong

He didn’t feel that comfortable in the Hades cabin, and ended up rooming with Sicheng in the Achelios cabin instead

He also tended to help out with medical care when super dangerous competitions were taking place

If he remembered correctly, Sicheng asked him to because your weird ass ability to tell how long people have to live comes in handy so I can override it.

He said it with all smile on his face too, like people thought Jae was creepy

He is still actively attending uni, still the top student is his toxicology class, despite his prof throwing the hardest cases his way

HE EVEN GOT AN INTERNSHIP AT THE POLICE STATION YAY JAEHYUN

But camp is his life now

He never knew what he would have done if he didn’t have the support system that he did because of it

Yuta is his best friend

Partly because they are apparently first cousins

But also because they just mesh really well together

Whenever Yuta is fighting or practicing

He is there to makes sure to call game before anyone gets fatally injured

It actually got close one time

But other than that

His life is really normal

He eats out a lot

He studies a lot less than he should

He has made lasting friendships

And he has the hugest crush in the world that he refuses to reveal

hey , you

Just tell me! You know I can keep a secret from the hyungs!

Cue Jisung pestering him as they run the track at camp

How do I know that?

Taeyong still hasn’t found out that Chenle and I sneak out every Saturday to go to the arcade and that we were the ones who broke his cat mug.

Good Point.

Sooooo?

Still not telling.

Honestly though, not like it wasn’t obvious enough

Sometimes he wonders if everyone is oblivious to him staring at the back of your head while you run rounds for Sicheng

Or how his eyes follow your figure when he spots you in a crowd

Dude has it bad

And might be a little possessive too

He saw Taeil hug you once and he refused to talk to Taeil for a week

Until Kun saw what was going on and forced them to make up

But you

Girl you might have an even bigger crush

Who knew volunteering was so fun when you got to see Jaehyun every day

Highkey only Renjun knows that you both like each other

What? Renjun knows E V E R Y T H I N G

At least he is like ‘passively’ helping Jaehyun score a date with you

And by ‘passively’ I mean he straight up walked over to you and asked you if you would want to grab dinner with Jaehyun on Thursday, something about studying for toxicology finals

And by ‘passively’ I also mean him straight up telling Jaehyun that you were going to be a the hole in the wall diner on 53rd street a 7 o’clock and if he didn’t show up he was going to kick his ass

So you both showed up

You with study materials

And him with flowers

Johnny told him that flowers were always the way to go

And Jaehyun was beyond embarrassed and confused when you looked up and saw him standing there in a button down shirt that definitely wasn’t his holding a bouquet of flowers

And you were sitting there in sweatpants and your glasses falling down the bridge of your nose

So he did what he does best

Laugh it off

Oh, these are to thank you for helping me study.

Of course, you didn’t have to get me anything though.

In his head he is sitting there cussing Renjun out while also trying to create that empathy link with Yuta so he could tell Yuta to go beat his ass

But he brushed it off and starts studying with you

Only after ordering pecan pie and hot chocolate

Because everyone needs snacks for studying

Right

But you suddenly looked up and stared him straight in the eyes

Why do you even need my help? Aren’t you like top of this class, and IDK you can talk to dead people? Just ask them what happened.

Jaehyun is back to being embarrassed and this time he can’t laugh it off

Well– ummm— you see– Renjun— I—-

Oh for Zeus’ sake can’t you just say that little twerp set us up on a date?

Well… yeah, yeah he did.

YoU — umm— you can leave if you want, I understand if you don’t like me

Why would I leave. And you shouldn’t understand because you are a great guy, of course I like you.

You gave off a cheeky smile before stealing a bite of his pie

Y’all started off really casually

Like a group date here and there, nothing alone

Something in Jaehyun told him it wasn’t going to get serious unless he made the first move

Your father was probably to blame

Zeus was known for being a little aloof when it came to love

But Jaehyun

God Jaehyun had no guts whatsoever

Not until his best friend from New York came to town

Jameson had come to visit over his own spring break, claiming he wanted to see why Korea was so special and “Jeff” as he knew him, never returned to the US

And Jaehyun had taken you with him to the airport, better than dragging along Jeno or Jungwoo, who for some reason was terrified of planes themselves, and Yuta was out of town for a competition and Johnny was still passed out from last night’s party

And when Jameson stepped off the plane, he came barrelling towards Jaehyun, screaming JEFFFFFFERRRRRYYYYY as loud as he could and tackled him into a hug.

After that he began speaking in English a mile a minute

To say you were a deer caught in the headlights was an understatement

Jaehyun obviously wasn’t fazed, he was able to talk back to Jameson at the same speed, not even stuttering

So you felt kinda lost, shrinking away from the boistering boys, opting instead to starting rolling his friend’s luggage to the car

Jaehyun caught wind of your suddenly shy personality and cut off his friend to instead walk over to you

In a much calmer voice, and this time in a language you were actually able to understand, Jaehyun asked if you wanted to be introduced to his friend

You nodded and Jaehyun grabbed your wrist before shutting the trunk of the car.

Pulling you back over, Jaehyun spoke in English again

You could barely make out something along the lines of This is my friend, Y/N, daughter of Zeus.

You gave a small wave and bowed, hoping he wouldn’t speak to you directly, prompting you to speak in your broken tongue.

Just a friend, or something more? Jameson smirked at Jaehyun before looking back over at you

A friend that you can’t have. You couldn’t really understand what Jaehyun said but you could tell that whatever was said, he wasn’t happy about his friend’s comment.

After that you all got into the car where Jaehyun made you sit in the front seat, holding your wrist the entire time, in obvious view of Jameson

Things died down for a while and it went back to the usual

You were still on the track team (more like Pegasus Racing team but whatever)

And Jae came to cheer you on at every game

And Jae was still top of his classes @ KAIST

And you came to cheer him up when the workload got to much for him

But it STILL wasn’t serious

So one night

Specifically, Jameson’s last night in Korea

Everyone decided to head out to Hongdae to go club hopping (pls tell me you people know what club hopping is)

And you were all having fun, dancing, most were also drinking, especially Jameson

Jaehyun somehow ended up being DD after a brutal battle of scissors, paper, rock

So he was sitting there on the side lines, nursing straight tonic water watching everyone else get shit-faced drunk

You weren’t any better to be honest

Jameson started having a habit of trying to get you alone or get you to dance with him

So you thought that if you had to deal with that all night you had to have a couple shots in your system.

PSA TIME PEOPLE!!!!!! PSA!!!!! If someone in your group keeps trying to get you alone or get you to dance with them, both men and women, DO NOT I repeat DO NOT resort to drinking to deal with it. If they don’t get the hint by you avoiding them, tell them straight to their face that you don’t want to be with them. If they still don’t get the hint, seriously consider just leaving wherever you are. Under no circumstances is it okay for them do that. PSA OVER!!!!

Jaehyun had been watching you try to avoid Jameson from the bar all night and after Jameson came up behind you and grabbed your waist he was done

The vision of fully sober, properly pissed off, ready to throw punches Jaehyun was not a pretty sight

Thankfully, at the moment he had enough self-control in his system to not deck his friend straight in the throat

He instead opted to grab your wrist, much more forcefully than last time, and drag you out the back door of the club into the alley way

Then, much more gently, backed you into the wall of the club

He was so close that you could feel his breath on your forehead

Muttering to himself in English, you couldn’t understand what he was saying

Suddenly he looked down and his eyes kept snapping from yours to your lips

I’m probably going to do something I regret right now

Poor you couldn’t even understand him because of him still speaking in English

Next thing you know he was kissing you, pushing you up further against the wall, wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer

After he let go, worry flashed across his face, like he finally realized something

Oh my god, did that bastard hurt you?

He started checking your arms and wrists, even running his hands along your waist to make sure there wasn’t bruising there

For once, Jaehyun actually had the guts

He ended up calling everyone rides, and left early with you so he could take you out on an ‘official first date’

To an ice cream shoppe

Mind you average temps in Korea during, let’s say March is still around 28 degrees Fahrenheit @ night

He realized his mistake after seeing you sit there in the booth, shivering as you picked up your ice cream

So he quickly shrugged off his jacket, wrapping it around your shoulders and grabbing your hands in his to warm them up

First date was still a success in his mind

And all the dates there after

Renjun takes full credit for your relationship, but so does Sicheng, they actually fight about this

Jameson actually isn’t in Jaehyun’s life anymore

And Jaehyun is madly in love with you

Proposes after he graduates, in front of all of his friends, @ the stupid little hole-in-the-wall diner that he claims was his first real date with you

While they all scream JEFFFERRRRYYYY in the background.

really tho, Yuta has it on tape, along with Doyoung forced feeding Jaehyun wine, and him sleep talking about your first official date, all of which he plays at your guy’s wedding

Good luck having all of these idiots as brother in laws :::)))))

[natsukitakama]

What kind of boyfriends are they ? Cursed edition

Author note : Hello ! I hope you’re doing well ♡ I’m super happy to be able to post again, I still need to practice a little bit tell me what you think about this one. I plan to create another série “what kind of significant other are they” but for a lot of fandoms ♡. 

Warning : Some spoilers / Just me fangirling over my crush 

i do not own those gifs credit to the owners 

The weeping monk aka Lancelot 

Attentive : he tends to be quiet but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t notice. He used to analyze everything in order to catch fey or to fight properly and he uses this quality in your relationship. Meaning he will always know when you are down when you are angry or when you’re lying to him. 

Because he knows that he tries his best to act the proper way in order to help you going through what ever bother you. However despite his sensitive nature, he took him a long time and a lot of works to be able to express his feelings. He was raised to be a weapon to be a man, not some Childs who cried over. Be patient with him it’ll worth it. 

Collected : most of people believe that it’s a cursed  but with him it’s actually a good thing, because he is not very loud, fight are non-existent. 

Not because he doesn’t feel angry (he does) but he wasn’t raised to express his emotion or worst let them take the best of him. He is monk so he knows better than falling for wrath. It took a lot to actually make him angry. In the meantime, being quiet means he is pretty good listener and because of that he alway knows what to do when you’re about to start a fight : because he could remember what you say earlier etc. Since he is attentive when it came to you, it’s all benefit for you. 

Kind : there litteraly nothing he won’t do for you. Not kidding this little baby is touch-starved and he can’t help but thank every divinity fey or not for giving such a wonderful S/O as you are. 

He knows he can be harsh and sometimes he can hurt you with his words, he knows he isn’t very comfortable with physical affection. But he is trying. Because of that he will always take care of you as much as possible, and will always reminds you how much he loves you by small gesture. 

The first time you saw him running into you ready to kill every man and then taking you into a safe place. You knew he was in love and that he cared about you. Most of the time he manifests his love to you by small gesture, a little flower on your desk the next morning, your favorite hot drink, a book that you might be into. Anything who appears to be small gesture but means a lot for you. 

Protective : as I mentionned before, he won’t hesitate to kill anyone who might bother you. For him you far too precious for this world, you’re bringing him peace, your his heaven and there no way someone would take you away from him.

Besides no matter how hard you tried, he still believes that you need protection because the whole world is insane and you’re not ready for that. He also knows that he get a lot of ennemies because of what he did, so he has to be near just in case. No matter how hard you tried, he would always ask you to be careful (and would always have his eyes on you just to be sure). He is aware that betraying the church would give him a lot of ennemies who might try to take you away as an hostage. 

Jealous : he is a possessive man fight me on this. I can see him sending death glare at everyone who might look at you for too long. 

This jealousy came from différents things : First since he is a touch starved baby he wants all your attention on him, he doesn’t want someone to enjoy what he should be the one to experiment. Second he knows that you are out of his league, he doesn’t deserve you you’re a whole light while he is nothing but a shadow. He was blessed by your love for him and there no way he would share this. Third, I can picture him as a primal man, no matter how hard he works to be a monk a good believer, I’m pretty sure deep down there is an alpha.

The green knight Aka Gawain 

Emotional : he might be a strong soldier, one of the best fey’s protector this man is a huge teddy bear. I’m pretty sure he is always touching his S/O : taking their hands, hugs them, kiss them. It’s written on his face he is clingy fight me on this. 

In addition I believe he is pretty sensitive and might feel when something is wrong with you. Each time something happen he will always be here reminding you that he is here, nothing is going to happen, you’re going to be fine. He is pretty easy to read actually although he claims that he can keep secret and anything (which is true) he can’t lie to you. You just have a power on him, he get overwhelmed everytime you’re here. So if he is hiding something all you have to do is to look at him right into his eyes and he would give up. 

Protective : not a surprise. He probably lost his whole family and some of his friends as well so he won’t let something happen to you. 

He might be even difficult than Lancelot, because he can be pretty bossy (especially because he works a lot as a leader) , he will order you to stay at your place and to not leave until it’s very necessary (meaning someone is in your house and you need to run away otherwise it’s never necessary for him). He just can’t loose you, it will break him. Also he tends to be distracted because fo you, you just had this power on him.  

Loving : As I said before the man is clingy, but it’s more than : his eyes are screaming « I love Y/N ». He sweats love. I can’t explain he is vibing his love. 

That’s why he is always close to you, always holding your hand, always kissing you (his kiss my god deep and slow to appreciate every second of it the type to take your breath away). When this man loves he L O V E S. When you’re in private he tends to be pretty clumsy which tends to get well... deeper when you two get intimate. Even when you’re not around people can tell when is thinking about you (99% of the time honestly) I won’t be surprised he is the worship type. 

Romantic : I don’t know he just seems to be the kind of man of taking you into a wood walking together until finding a cute little spot with a river or something. Since he is a fey he feels pretty close to earth in general. He is always spoiling you with meaning gift, like a flower who is supposed to represent love, buying you the book you were always talking about.

Maybe this is just me, but I can totally see him doing those kind of things like dancing with you while looking tenderly at you, always showing you off, writing you letter or anything. He spoils you a lot, anytime he gets the chance to buy something he knows you put interest on he would buy without a second thought. Since he is a fey, he is closed to the nature so he might even craft you something like a flower crown or anything. 

Passionate : I told you when he loves he loves, meaning everything he will do to you, he will do it while being 100% focused on you. He wants to cherish you, praises you, makes you feel like you’re a goddes in every way. 

I said his kiss would take your breath away but so does his smile or his caress, he does with such an intensity. No man had treated you like this before. During intimate moment, he would always whisper sweet things into your ear, worship your body as if you were a divinity. At the end of your session you can’t feel unloved that’s absolutely impossible. 

Merlin 

Tease : that’s how he flirts that’s how he seduces that’s how he shows you he loves you. Although he never does this to be mean, he can’t help but giggle at seeing you being all red from embarrassment or because you’re angry at him. 

Most of the time it’s a cute teasing, but when he wants to fluster you he won’t hesitate to use his skilled tongue to tease the hell out of you until you’re practically begging at him for his attention. Of course he will oblige. It’s just so natural for him that he would do it without even realize that he was teasing you. Most of the time it’s all planned, so he can get your attention without asking you to (he is so proud I swear). 

Jealous : okay so Lancelot is jealous in the primal way but Merlin is on another level. He wants you to be his, he wants everyone to know that you’re taken and he won’t tolerate someone flirting with you or even staring at you. 

Unlike Lancelot, Merlin won’t bother sending death glare instead he will fight them : using his power to trick them or using his silver tongue to make them feel like there nothing. Remember that scene with Lenore ? Where her future husband was talking shit about her ? All he wanted was to throw him a spell. Best believe he would the same to anyone who might be to close to you. You belong to Merlin and only him, also don’t expect him to be kind when you two would be at home after the incident. 

Loving : we saw the way he was looking at Lenore, this man like Gawain vibes love. It’s just written on his face, sometimes it’s cursed cause he is alway afraid someone might use you against him. 

But 99% of the time it’s a blessing, Merlin during his long life has experimented every aspect of love sexual or not. So he knows how to please you, he knows how to caress you, how to kiss you, and he is sucker of your reaction each of them are a piece of heaven for him. He is not as passionate as the green knight but you best believe that every inch of your skin would feel loved (and he doesn’t need to have you under him to do that). He has his way to look at you, anyone even people who never meet him before would noticed how he is into you. 

Secretive : because he loves you and would die for you. He tends to keep a lot of things for himself not that he doesn’t trust you, but in his mind the less you know the better. It’s always a matter of what to do to protect Y/N.

So yeah he would have a secret but will never lie to you, that’s something he can’t do to you. Besides he doesn’t need that he get a pretty skilled tongue and knows what to do to bring another subject instead of answering your question. Since he tends to tease you a lot, all he has to do is to tease you so he would be able to change the subject. At some points you would notice his behavior but since he does that all the time you understood that he might keeps so secret between you two which make you sad. Maybe one day you’ll confront him about it ? 

Shy : believe it or not, but the man still feels some butterflies on his stomach every times he sees you. That’s what make him shy. Because he knows he is falling in love but love can be tricky or dangerous so he is a bit afraid besides he knows he gets some reputation. 

So yeah sometimes he is flustered when he hear you laughing or just sees you smile at him.  He takes him time to admit that he is into you but once he admits it, this shyness will leave for a more playful Merlin.  He was with a lot of people during his life, but he tends to got shy everytime you’re acting “innocent”. When you’re taking him on a walk enjoying any treasure that you got from nature, or just enjoying the simple. One day you were in a city, and some bards where playing around you couldn't help but take his hand to dance with him. That spontaneity never failed to make him feel like a teenager living is first love. 

[vivildicno]

My Monster High Reboot Pt. 3: Cleo de Nile

Part 1: Frankie, Part 2: Draculaura

Age: Around 5600, you can add or substract some years.

Backstory: Cleo was born in ancient Egypt as the second daughter of the Pharaoh Ramses de Nile and Berenice, who came from Greece. Their marriage was political so they didn’t really love each other but they took good care of their kids. Ramses tho cared more about his first daughter Nefera because she was set to rule and marry well, and the legacy of the de Niles depended on her. Bc of this Cleo grew closer to her mother who taught her to play the harp, her native language and most importantly to have a strong personality and to stand out since she would need it being the secong daughter. They lived well with all the luxuries they could think of until Ramseses brother plotted against them and organized armies to attack them when Cleo was 16. Berenice had gone to visit her sister in Greece and never saw or knew of them again. They stood no chance so a servant took them out of their palace, led them to a pyramid and wrapped them in some magical bandages that would let them sleep for some time until it was safe when he would wake them up and help them escape. They woke up a few hundred years later and were trapped in the pyramid for years. Amanita Nightshade bloomed from a flower Nefera had somehow carried with them, but she stole some things and found a way for her to get out but never called for help. After more years a group of archeologists appeared and helpped them out. They took all the amulets and gold they had and started a new life in egypt as monsters, where they made a fortune. Eventually they decided to move to New Salem in hopes to establish a good home there and make their fortune bigger there. After some years Nefera entered monster high to end her education, and then Cleo followed her after 3 years.

Personality: Cleo is THE diva of Monster High. She likes to know everything that goes on and be the first one on the important things. Won’t hesitate to do what is needed to get what she wants, but would never play dirty. She likes to be pleased and flattered. She won’t doubt to take the lead and has great organization and ruling skills. However, under that a very insecure and hurt person hides. She needs a lot of reasurance. She’s always trying to help her friends though they don’t realize. Generally a godd hearted ghoul. Very scared of the unknown and the new, these things make her very protective. 

Style: First, gold accents. It is important to show wealth for her family. Second, colours that match her eyes. Third, cute trendy clothes that fit well and don’t mess with the bandages. 

Romantic Relationships: When she just had started to attend Monster High she dated Clawd because they were both popular and it seemed fitting however they didn’t really have feelings for each other, though they formed a really nice friendship. While with Clawd she met Deuce and completely fell in love. Soon, her and Clawd decided that it was better to just be friends. After that Deuce asked her out and they’ve been together ever since. They have a cute and stable relationship where they undertand and support each other and are comfortable showing their true selves together. Her father dissaproves them but they never really cared and as of Deuces family, they love Cleo.

Friendships: Ghoulia is her ultimete best friend, they understand  each other very well and know each others secrets and worries, Cleo won’t hesitate to defend Ghoulia from anyone who mistreats her for being a zombie. Lagoona is weirdly very close te her, probably because Lagoona is so chill and relaxed, wich is the opposite of Cleo but bc of this they both try new things together. Draculaura is just as her old and inmortal, so they fing comfort in each other. She does Cleos highlights. Be friends with Frankie was hard at first bc Cleo doesn’t like new people that could potentialy hurt her friends but when they got over that they created a cute friendship and since Frankie likes hearing Cleos stories, being together feeds Frankies curosity and Cleos ego. The relationship with Clawdeen has always been weird: at the begginig they really ignored each other, then Clawdeen hated her bc she thought she had broken her brothers heart, but when she realized it wasn’t like that they started to get along and now they have found out they both like fashion and bond over that. Clawd is still her friend and usually have very good advice for each other. Cleo is currently pushing him to make a move on Draculaura, whom she knows to have a crush on Clawd. Then there is Jackson, who she met because he’s Deuces friend and has turned out to be a nice and funny guy when he’s comfortable. Lastly, Viperine, Deuce’s cousin. They love to gossip about people in each others life that they probably will never meet, and Viperine always does some amazing make up on her.

Interests: Cleo loves going out shopping, and because of that she also spends a lot of time cleaning her closet and reselling what she doesn’t like anymore. She also likes to play the harp. The rest of her free time she researches about what happened with her mother, but has had no success yet.

[crimsonandcloverwrites]

ok bhah ch1 reread thought dump lets goooo

@youngbloodbuzz  @romanitwontletmetagyouuuu??? thank u for writing this. in return I gift u this lightly unhinged commentary

oh the opening quote “Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home?” violence

lmao ok I started this ages ago and then got distracted for a week because that’s just who I am as a person lets try that again

eddie n his glowing glasses nice we love a canon nod

ok I remember getting really emotional reading the chapter where Dani’s car died bc of what it represented to her n now I’m being reminded of it all again with the ‘poor little car’ comment oh dear we’re like 2 paragraphs in and I’m already compromised

the wavering reflection in the water in her hands..... Dani posessed by the ghost of comphet..... I am Drawing Conclusions

eddie “we can hang out more” dani “aha wouldn’t that be neat”

god the prom photo... remembering Dani’s meltdown at the prom bc she missed Jamie... I’m dying Jack I’m dying

lil palm kiss... I know u will not ever love hm that way Dani but fuck I’m a sucker for a palm kiss

lil nerd ass w her folder tabs I love her

god the tone of this is so comforting like I can just hang out n imagine each scene progressing so naturally. wish I did not have to suffer emotionally at the same time but at least it’s a smooth read

Dani feeling like an invader amongst all the physical representations of her relationship w eddie BABY U DON’T HAVE TO LIVE THIS WAY STOP LETTING OTHER PEOPLE INFLUENCE UR LIFE AND RUIN UR HAPPINESS

“Hannah Grose, seamlessly elegant” yes

Hannah: congrats on ur engagement. Dani, with tears in her eyes: thank

Dani relaxing when they’re talking about teaching pls I love her love for it so much

Dani at the blackboard with the “Miss, Ms?” confusion now I am thinking about the Ted Moseby professor/proffessor scene. HIMYM my beloved

mikeyyyy my boy

the image of Dani w chalk dust on her skirt is v endearing.

oooh the library trip gay foreshadowing yes

wait the silver stars on his backpack......... cup of stars crying time

Mikey correcting her on his name when she was the one to give him the nickname in the first place... feeling some kind of way

Dani fostering the talents she sees in her kids is so sweet and mikey shy lil math genuis is also so sweet pls i love this duo

i do wonder if part of her is like I know a Mikey Taylor but I literally refuse to believe it is the same one bc his sister broke my heart and we are absolutely not in the business of confronting hard feelings in this house!!

keys on a lanyard... ok lesbian

“You’re still here?” the love I have for canon lines being used when I can hear them being said in my head

awww bonding over Wonder Woman. cute!!!! When Dani becomes Mikey’s official second mum (everyone be quiet I am manifesting) my heart will explode

eddie ur really just gonna rock up and toot at her. jail for 1000 years

ooohhh Dani is Realising who the sister is. honey you got a big storm comin. oof (the ‘wonder woman punching stars out of her foes” to “dani feeling like she’s just recieved a blow to the ribs.” the cinnamontography). aw baby :(

“Jamie. Jamie, here. Jamie, home.” please i am thinking about her last letter and I am not strong enough

“Somehow Eddie didn’t notice.” sum up a relationship in a sentence

“Jamie would appear, as if summoned by the gravity of Dani’s pounding heart” fuck this hits on so many levels I need to go think about my life for 45mins

CARSON MY BOY. in his studded leather. a fashionable gay never loses.

I looove how soft n caring Dani n Carson are with each other thank gods she has him.

DID WE EVER FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN CARSON AND JASON MY SPIDEY SENSES ARE STILL TINGLING FROM READING THIS THE FIRST TIME

god this post is already so long n I’m only halfway through why do I have so many silly thoughts

god just the... expectations of affection from her by eddie w that placating cheek kiss she gives him is like... I cannot imagine Jamie ever asking that from her in the same way even when they are in a relationship!!! and it’s not even wrong of him to do that??? but it’s just a lot to think about the kind of person Dani makes herself to be to stay with him vs the kind of person Jamie lets her be by not expecting anything of her. they’re such opposites

dani not even feeling at home in her own (former) home pls when is she going to find a soft place to land (it’s also making me think v hard about the title like... the haunting of Dani and Jamie’s relationship (and what that represents for Dani) on Dani’s whole life and Jamie coming home and bringing that to Dani’s doorstep. resurecting a ghost so to speak........ too many homes to think about. I don’t know if I fully understand but I am Thinking)

dani and her inhaler... asthmatic bitches represent

oh my god not the box of memories. been trying to erase that from my own for weeks now let me live

ooh the line about her feeling like an archaeologist at the start of this section and then her ‘exhuming the past’ w the photos of her n Jamie i love a consistent narrative.

THE MIXTAPE. THE MIXTAPE. is there a playlist for this chapter I would like to take that aural journey

oh no i cannot remember where the flower comes from but aahhh this box of memories pain.

this description of carson in a tight white undershirt tucked into his jeans makes me think of freddie mercury. didn’t mean to make you cry etc

lmao Dani trying to get info from Judy abt Jamie in a roundabout way... international superspy she is not

Dani entirely uncomfy in church... i feel it. godd the repression of it all w the movie and the feelings and the Jamie-influence on the feelings my heart hurts.

God knowing how much Judy loves her but the weight of that love also stifling her... pain

they’ve really got her all shacked up w a house and a husband and a kid on the way can we let the girl be a lesbian in peace (also lowkey hoping Dani gets some time on her own at some point no Eddie no Jamie no weight of expectations pls she needs it we all need it)

the thread of Dani refusing to do things for herself in order to make other people happy throughout this entire piece hits so fucking close to home and is entirely heartbreaking to read thank you

jamiiiiieeeeeeeee

Jamie: appears. Dani: every single emotion all at once

Judy and her girls back together is v sweet even if Dani is dying inside at it all

“Jamie only had eyes for Dani.” Again, sum up a relationship in a sentence.

What do you even say to a girl who *the sky goes dark as i attempt to even summarise a fraction of their relationship*. Apparently the answer is “Jamie. Hi.”

TWO MONTHS JAMIE TAYLOR. CRIMES

It’s ahh. fairly entertaining to be going through Dani’s emotional journey alongside her and knowing that Jamie is also Going Through It on some level but having 0 insights to it bc she keeps her emotions so in check.

oooh how much of a gut punch is this engagement revelation for Jamie??? like on some level I’m sure she always knew this was coming but I’m sure another part of her still desperately hoped one day Dani would choose her. god I would kill for Jamie’s POV in this scene

Jamie’s scarrrr. Literally Dani’s impact

oh fucking hell that moment of like... familiarity and almost a coming home for Dani when Judy is talking and she meets Jamie’s eyes... she really was entirely screwed from that moment on huh.

oof god this is a hell of an opening chapter lets see if my attention span will let me continue this journey (also @ myself reminder to read this all in chronological order one day for a real nice session of emotional destruction)

[readingaccountability]

the king of attolia - megan whalen turner

my playlist

final thoughts:

i love costis. i love attolia. i love eugenides and his batshit and very effective plans. the raw power... like obviously he was the protag and so was costis, but eugenides was very much the anchor of the book and his arc was central, while costis played both a central role in growing himself, and a supporting one protecting and getting to know gen. i did feel like attolia was more static in this novel, having done most of the setup and growth near the end of the one prior. everytime she was present i was glued to the page <33

costis.... i love him...... favorite trope is the royal and guard dynamic where they can banter and rely on each other and watching them grow into that was SO fucking amazing. but also the like, exhausted straightlaced guard and bitchy tiny king... OBSESSED!! and the amount of maturing they both did... i loved the one bit where it was pointed out how long ago their initial meeting punch felt, after everything that had happened since.

costis is honestly perfect for the tone of this novel, because as he gets to know and respect eugenides, it parallels how far along he is in his plans, and you can slowly see more of his mindset. by godd the reveallllll of him having promised attolia to rid her of her biggest rival house within six months, and then doing it in like three months... literally there is no word for it other than sexy. he is a sexy awful conniving little man and he is so steadfastly loyal i can barely wrap my head around it. im PASSING AWAY.

and also costis as a pov character for intimacy between the king and queen is like, so deeply heart eyes. they spend such a long time obfuscating things (eugenides visiting her in the dark of night, incognito... im obsessed. the element of public vs private difference in interaction). costis, their loyal protector... at last understanding the truth of their regard for each other. sobbing

there are so many moments between them ive been thinking about nonstop. the part where he flinches from her in surprise and shes hurt for a moment, and then he kisses her in front of everyone and. hold on let me hunt down the quote because scream:

“The king lifted a hand to her cheek and kissed her. It was not a kiss between strangers, not even a kiss between a bride and groom. It was a kiss between a man and his wife, and when it was over, the king closed his eyes and rested his forehead in the hollow of the queen's shoulder, like a man seeking respite, like a man reaching home at the end of the day.”

!!!! like damn!!! also there was that passage where theyre dancing in front of the court and the language was so gorgeous i just. such a striking mental image is now going to be in my head forever <3

the scene as hes drunk on the roof and costis gets called to coax him back in, god that was so good. the themes of him interacting with the gods are always one of my favorite parts of these books, and honestly this was my favorite scene so far that centers on that. like Fuck Dude. absolutely sublime. my mental image of him dangling in midair as the gods tell him to go to bed still has me in stitches honestly, but also it was so weighty. i think thats one of my favorite things about these books, is that theyre so entertaining and smart and have emotional depth, often all in the same moment!!

also this just occurred to me but like, the way costis (and everyone really) is really shaken after the encounter with the gods, really reminded me of book one, when eugenides is unwilling to fully explain what had happened in the temple, and could feel their favor weighing on him. i think the narrative mentions how costis for a moment knew that the world was thin like paper and the only real thing present was the god holding eugenides up, or something along those lines, and that was really intense!

and! the sparring at the end!! i loved that ultimately everybody had a hand in bringing eugenides to the mental place of accepting the mantle of leadership, and that he did that by finally showing himself. (losing my mind when he knelt to her after the sparring and called her 'my queen' and she responded 'my king' like aaaah!! how long was she waiting and hoping to say that...)

the scene in the guards bath at the end was incredible, and equally impressive. something about openness symbolized in him being naked and thus not having the smoke and mirrors anymore, especially contrasted with book two where hes still coming to terms with the loss of his hand!! and then explaining his scars to his guard, teleus vowing to protect him... so good!!

so yeah. holy FUCK does this series just keep getting better.

[mysticprofessoralienhumanoid]

LadyBlanc

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I recently found some LadyBlanc fanarts and this idea seems like something different and i liked it to the point i made this:

It's basically Chat Blanc but Marinette being akumatized and owning the miraculous of destruction. She would be called LadyBlanc.

She would have a white suit and instead of neon-green outlines, they'd be icy blue. Her hair would be as white as glacier, also in a long braid and her eyes would be as blue as water surrounding them and making them float on the surface and deep down into the depth of the sea; freezing cold.

But, guys, can you imagine how powerful she would be?

Given that Marinette was a pretty clever and creative but restrained from going full on, just think what LadyBlanc would be like when no one was there to stop her and she was unremorseful.

I imagine LadyBlanc as the coldest, the most remorseless villain Hawkmoth could possible ever make.

Usually, she would be stoic, her eyes analyzing everything and she'd never raise her voice; it would always be firm, stoic and without any kind of emotion.

And she would be so fucking intelligent.

Her mind'd quickly run over every option, choosing the best one, and she would never back out. She doesn't have anything to lose so if she died, it wouldn't mean anything to anyone anyway.

She would always have a plan and always know what to say, how to trick anyone into her trap.

And, oh gods, how powerful she would be.

Since she's super smart, she learned how to use her powers and also how to compound them to the point she's able to destroy whole universe with one snap of her fingers.

But when she would uncover her mad side, she would be the scariest, the craziest, the most ruthless you could ever imagine.

Her pupils would reduce so much they would look inhumane and she would have the scariest smile ever. Like, either a crooked smirk or, if she reached her maximum of madness, a wide smile, but it looked so fucking creepy and made her look like a psychopath which she was you got chills running down your spine.

Ruthless, intelligent and would have cat's agility=the worst case scenario and the biggest danger ever existing on Earth. Oh, and also mentally and emotionally unsteady, so pretty much a ticking bomb ready to explode any second. Plus bipolar.

And then, she would never forget her responsibility is to defeat Hawkmoth so while doing something for him and gaining his trust, she was also making a plan on how to beat him.

One day Hawkmoth once again came to his lair, villain cave or whatever, finally happy 'cause soon he will be the most powerful man on Earth and his wife will be by his side forever and ever, only to see LadyBlanc standing in the middle of the dark room, swirling the lower part of her white as snow braid between her fingers, clearly waiting for him, as she stared through the big window, her back facing him. The light was catching her figure, illuminating her costume, making her look like a light itself or a goddes... of war.

But then she turned quickly,as if sensing his presence, clasping her hands and bringing them to her cheek with big smile on her face.

"Hi, Hawkie!" She said, still with this wicked smile playing dangerously on her lips.

Hawkmoth cleared his throat, suddenly feeling nervous under her stare. "LadyBlanc, what are you doing here? I've thought-"

"Well, you've thought wrong." she interrupted him, "And as to what I'm doing here... I am here to finish something that was going on for a whole year now, Hawkie." she came close to him and looked up to meet his eyes, not blinking even once, "The tricky question is: do you want to know?" she raised an eyebrow and tilted her head a little to her right, still smiling as if she knew he couldn't resist

He took a step back and decided to ignore her. He started to walk to his usual place, but right in front of his eyes was her weapon - a metal stick with a blue cat's paw and its owner holding it, her smile replaced with tightly shut lips and furrowed eyebrows, a storm raging in her eyes.

"Answer the question, Hawkmoth."

"Yes."

"Well, I am here to finish what i promised to myself and whole Paris as Ladybug," What? She is Ladybug? "I am here to take your miraculous, Hawkmoth."

And she attacked him. She was as quick as a lightning and he struggled to keep up with the speed of each of her attacks. She was everywhere and nowhere, unreachable for him to fight back.

And then, just like that, he made a small, tiny mistake which led him to his failure. And now he was laying on his back, not able to move, LadyBlanc above him with this poisonous smile, holding her finger with a glistening curse of destruction just before his nose and her other hand taking off his miraculous.

She got it off and recoiled from him, crawling as far as possible in horror of face that was now in front of her.

"Gabriel Agreste?" she whispered, and in her eyes reappeared a little glint of humaneness. But as quickly as it was here, it has disappeared just as fast and her left eye twitched.

"Daddy?! You're Adrien's father, right?!" and he would say nothing but his eyes condemned him. She was right. "Well, then, why didn't you tell me, Gabey?" she asked him, her eye twitching even more and her finger pulsing with power, the illuminating mass of destruction getting bigger and bigger with each second passing by"I would kill you quickly..." she whispered to herself,

"But now, you're going to pay for everything."

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Kankuro

"Honestly, what a drag...I'm stuck around in an endless circle of boring missions...What is the Hokage even thinking? I'm an ANBU not some Genin who has to rescue cats and take out weeds. I mean, I have my own self-missions! ...And that other stupid cat hasn't replied in a week...Don't tell me Gaara gave him a mission? Come on, Neko-chan, don't scare me for no reason...Ah! Nevermind, I'm close to the Country of Wind anyways, better pay my friends a little visit~!" The red-head smirk widely under her fox mask, changing the direction of her running completely, now super excited to surprise her dear friends she hasn't seen in a long time. Much to her shock, however, she wasn't welcomed by either of the Sand Siblings at all, but in fact, one of the officials told her that Temari was on ambassador-business in Konohagakure, while the Kazekage got kidnapped, and Kankuro got injured trying to rescue him, and is in grave danger. Having already taken off her mask, her jaw hung open as she didn't let him finish his sentence, already being on her way to the Hospital. There, in one of the beds, was a single patient, writhing in pain, eyes closed, groaning in agony as if he was having a nightmare.

It was Kankuro.

But not Neko-chan, the Puppet Master that she used to tease endlessly and play around with.

This wasn't him.

This was Kankuro, a normal person with an injury that could end his life in the blink of an eye.

A person who was struggling to keep on going, to save his little brother from an inevitable demise.

The sight in front of her made her realise that, despite being in the ANBU, the Konoha teaching and the Will of Fire stuck to her tighter than she'd have ever wanted to admit.

For the first time in ages, she could feel something.

A sharp pain in her chest, as if her heart was being stomped on and crushed in front of her very eyes

A shinobi shouldn't have emotions, or it would destroy the completion rate of the mission.

"Guess I should just quit, then?"

 those thoughts rung in her head.

Trying to calm down, she softly made her way towards him and sit on his bed, pushing away the hair from his face and wiping the thin layer of sweat forming, as she held his hand gingerly, kissing it.

"Damn it, Neko-chan...If only I knew this happened...I should have realised much sooner...I'm...I'm sorry...Please don't die...Gaara needs you...And Temari too...And all Suna, of course...And well...I guess I need you too...Tsk, who was the imbecile who dared mess with you?! Once I find out, I'm going to...Goodness, what am I not going to do to him! I will avenge you, that's certain...But...Is there anything I can do to help, I wonder..?"

 Kitsune mumbled aimlessly under her breath, the words addressed more towards her than anything else, as she could barely look at the brown haired boy in front of her, instead settling for searching for a medical nin so she could understand the situation better and see if she could possibly give any help.

Kankuro knew that it was a bad idea. He knew that he shouldn't go after Gaara because the individuals who had abducted him were dangerous and if Gaara couldn't defeat his abductor, then he knew that he had no chance going up against the guy, let alone two of them. And yet he'd still gone because Gaara was his brother and he loved him. Kankuro had become extremely protective of his younger brother after that, so to see Gaara be taken away and not do anything about it was out of the question even if he knew that it was a lost cause and that he was probably going to end up dead.  Maybe he didn't end up dead but his current condition really wasn't all that better. He hadn't thought that being poisoned could hurt quite so much. But that was probably the point; to leave the inflicted victim in as much pain as possible before they eventually died. What had he been told? Four days? Two? Kankuro was having a really hard time remembering how much longer he had to live when he couldn't even figure out how to breathe properly. Each breath felt painful and his entire body was searing with pain. All he'd been able to understand was that the doctor's had no idea how to help him. But he wasn't afraid because the only worry that he had was focused on Gaara. He wanted to know that his brother was alright and that he was going to come back home. If he was told news like that, then he could die happy.  He would fall asleep from time to time. Restless sleep that was plagued by nightmares. And when he'd open his eyes, his vision would be so blurry that he'd just close them all over again and try to make sense of the voices around him. One voice surprised him because he hadn't heard it in awhile. He couldn't understand most of the words but Kankuro was interested enough in the voice that he had to force his eyes open to see who it was. He was in too much pain to get his brain to connect the voice to a person unless he actually looked. "Oh. It's you...you've picked a bad time to be a tourist.." Just getting those words out caused the pain in his chest to increase and so Kankuro stopped talking after that and squeezed his eyes shut against the pain.  But he didn't have to talk anymore because a frantic doctor stepped up to Kitsune to explain the situation. "Kankuro-san has been poisoned and we aren't able to do anything for him. We can't even give him something to numb the pain because it might react badly with the poison and cause it to spread faster. We had Lady Chiyo, our best healer, look him over but she wasn't able to do anything either. Hopefully someone from Konoha will be here to help but it's up to a three day walk...more if there are sand storms."

"Poisoned...You said? There's someone who could go against even Kankuro, at poison? Poison...Don't tell me you somehow managed to run into Akasuna no Sasori?! Gods...If not even Lady Chiyo managed to cure him, then there's no other. Hang in there, Kankuro, if Sasori did this to you, I have a shot at keeping you stable until Sakura comes. If Konoha sent help, I'm sure the Hokage sent her. Sakura's the best, okay? She can save you, no doubt. Do you hear me, Neko-chan?! Hang in there, fight, and show Sasori that you're the best!" Kitsune said, fired up by the information given to her by the doctor, which made her nod and ask the medical nin for the medical report and for the laboratory, so she could create a temporary relief for the boy. She wasn't a proper medical nin, not like Sakura, but she knew a bit more than average. Most shinobi are unaware of the dangers that lurk every second while on missions, dangers that can cause wounds. Wounds can be treated, but most teams don't have a medical nin, which is why the death rate is pretty high. Although she started learning medical jutsu for noble causes, she felt like a traitor. A traitor who betrayed not only herself, but Konoha, Suna, Kankuro and her old friend...Sasori. As much as she admired the puppeteer, and thanked him for teaching her the basics of chakra strings, he also taught her about poisons and antidotes of every type. She's been using weapons bathed in lethal poisons for years, but now, the poisons she prided herself with, were threatening her Kitten's life, which meant she had to destroy every principle she had, to save him. But it was worth it. She only had to wait a day before Sakura arrived, and once she did, she knew the information she had would help the pinkette work fast and efficient. Until then, she knew she had to work tirelessly to create the antidote. That day passed as slowly as a year, it seemed to the girl, as she could barely think of anything else but the state Kankuro was in when she arrived. She was determined to ease away the pain in any way possible, by any means necessary. Wiping her brow, she smiled softly at the jade-green antidote in the small vial, and getting up shakily, she made her way to the patient and sat down besides him, gazing at him as she caressed his face, before looking at the doctor and telling him about the antidote, a formality needed in order to be allowed to get the patient to drink it. She only hoped the antidote would work fast enough for him to feel less pain, and that Sakura would come faster so she could take away the poison from his system, before it was too late. "Hang in there, Neko-chan. I'm here. Kitsune is here, okay? I won't let you leave me before you can finally beat me at sparring. I'm like a parasite, y'know that. You can't get rid of me, even if you wanted." The fox-like girl chuckled weakly, trying to ease her own mind before kissing him hand once again before administering the liquid.

"Urgh...Couldn't you make it taste better...?" he uttered, choking on the serum, still not able to properly open his eyes, and so, not being able to see her face. In truth, he has never seen her face.

They first met when the Hokage assigned her, an ANBU, to show him around the village, in a way to make her take a break from all the difficult missions, and despite being rather socially awkward, they got along really well. Her fox mask was hiding all her fox-like features, the sly smirk, the mischievous glint in her emerald eyes, the beautiful, flawless porcelain skin... Or at least, that's how he imagined her.

The first day they met, they agreed to take each other's mask/hood off, but she tricked him, so she got to see him without his hood, but he couldn't reciprocate and from then on, he's been trying endlessly, but to no avail, to see her face. It was maddening for him, and it got to the point where he'd just randomly get caught daydreaming at how she'd look like. Maybe once he gets better, she will allow him to see her face, as a reward for not dying... If he indeed doesn't die, that is.

"Goodness, Sakura, honestly, I've never been happier to see you! Please save him, I've done all I could! I need your help to extract the poison from his system! I've seen it done at the hospital before, but it's incredibly difficult and I wouldn't trust anyone else to do it. The antidote...I did it already. If there's something I'm a Goddess at, it's poisons. I-I'll fill you in on the details as we go, but let's hurry and prepare! I know, and I'm sorry...I know you've been running for 3 days straight, but if we stay much longer, who knows what might happen!" the fox-girl yapped frantically, hugging her pink-haired best friend, green eyes staring into green eyes.

Sakura realised the gravity of the situation in a second, as she knew Kitsune never took off her mask, and now that she saw the obvious signs of sleep deprivation and general self-neglect and overwork, she realised that she was incredibly worried for the boy. She realised the signs of desperate emotions better than anyone else, for she would have been the same, were it Sasuke in Kankuro's place. The pinkette nodded firmly and rushed to the bed, reading briefly the status report, as well as hearing what Kitsune had to say and then started ordering the other doctors around, since she needed all the equipment ready.

As she instructed the fire-kissed girl on the procedure, and they began to take out the lethal poison from his system and although the method was incredibly advanced and difficult, there was nothing those two couldn't do together.

Kitsune ignored everything around her, including Temari, her dear friend, Naruto, Kakashi, even Lady Chiyo and the others who had to restraint Kankuro from thrashing around too much, as the girls used water to take away the poison from his system, and after hours, as soon as Sakura declared that there was no more poison left, she fell to her knees, holding the boy's hand tightly in both of hers, praying to whatever deity existed out there for the first time in her life.

Soon, she found herself alone - she had no idea how much time passed since it was night outside, until she heard a grunt which made her shot up to her feet and look him him.

"Kankuro, how are you feeling? Are you in pain? Do you need anything? Water, food, some fresh air uh...Your puppets? Just tell me and-" she asked faster than the brown-haired boy could even process, which made him roll his eyes and facepalm annoyed at her antics, until he realised that the one in front of him had nothing to conceal her face, and he could only stare at her with wide eyes, trying to usher any sound, but not being able too.

"Kankuro? Kankuro, answer me! Can you hear me? Is there something wrong? Oh my god, what if the poison got to his brain and fucked up his synapses...Or or maybe it damaged the temporal lobe? Or-...Oh my God, I must go get Sakura -" much like a meerkat she rambled and rambled, until she heard a quiet "Shut up", which had her stop in her tracks, slowly looking at him, concern still obvious in her eyes.

"Gosh...You're just as annoying as usual...Do you ever shut up?" he tried to joke, but his voice was still hoarse. "Oh uh...Sorry I...I was just worried and uhm...I...I'll just go get Sakura and leave you alone. You need peace and quiet to recover and she's better suited for that. I'll...Uhm...See you." biting her lip, she tried to turn away to leave, but was stopped by Kankuro who grabbed her wrist. "Don't be stupid, I never told you to leave. Not now, when I finally get to see your face. And it only took...What? 3 years? Gosh, you're hard to get. And it only took almost dying for you to forget to put your mask on when around me. Haha..." he smiled softly, motioning for her to sit on the bed next to him. "You almost died, Kankuro. I don't think this is the right time to joke or point out the fact that I let you see my face. It's no big deal, after all. It's just a face, nothing extraordinary, everyone has one." she shrugged, not understanding why he'd talk about that and not of other things more important. "Do you remember how we met?" he asked with a soft smirk, analysing her mimic very carefully. "How could I forget something like that...?" she muttered, slightly offended that he thought she would forget the day she met him.

The day when Kitsune went back from her highly important mission, she went straight to the Hokage's office to get another one, but was surprised to see a person she's never seen before, and even worse, Tsunade's smirk. Apparently, the blonde wanted to give her a break and had her mission be just showing the Sunagakure ninja around, only knowing that his name is Kankuro and he's the old Kazekage's son. The red-head cursed herself mentally since she was a terrible conversation-maker, but the time spent with him proved to be incredibly fun and soothing, since he was a sociable and friendly person.

"So, haven't seen ya around. Are you one of Naruto's many friends too?" he asked barely stealing a glance in her direction. "I used to help him cheat in the Academy. Then, we got separated, him with his team, myself with the ANBU and we didn't get to speak much. Then again, we meet once a month to eat ramen from Ichiraku." she said as a tint of nostalgia hit her. "Heh. That sounds like a lot of fun. Wish I had as many friends as him, sometimes. He's so obnoxious, though, I'd rather leave that one out." he chuckled, shaking his head. "Why do you think we only meet once a month? There's only so much hyperactivity one can take before it gets exhausting." the fox girl smirked behind the mask. "How come you don't take your mask off? What, scared to charm me to death~?" he smirked at her, stopping abruptly. "Supposedly, I'm on a mission. By ANBU rules, I have to keep it on. And not kill the one I'm supposed to protect, if it matters." the smugness in her voice was evident, as she too stopped, getting closer to his face. "Besides, it's not like I see you taking off your hood, kitty-cat." "Kitty-cat?! Wh-What the hell?!" he stuttered, looking at her wide-eyed in shock. "Well, clearly, this hood and the paint make you look like an innocent, harmless kitten. Can you prove me otherwise~?" she tried to provoke him. "I don't look harmle-...Wait a second...You're trying to provoke me! Oh, no no no, missy, it's not gonna work with me! I'm a calm, collected person-" he tried to say, but was cut off by Kitsune pinching his cheeks and saying 'hey, kitty, kitty, kitty~!" "I'M NOT A CAT! STOP THAT!" but the second he grasped her wrists, trying to make her stop, he halted and smirked. "How about a truce? If I take my hood off, I get to see your face. Deal?" he tried to reason. "Okay, fine. That sounds like a fair deal." she stated calmly, slowly taking his hood off, then ruffled his messy hair. "That was uncalled for. I said I was going to take my hood off." he pouted, trying to arrange his hair back. "Ah...You're right, I'm sorry. I was going to tell you that you might be the one charming me to death, after all, but...The deal was broke. Sorry, my fault~! Won't happen again~!" she said, giggling at his betrayed face. "Y-You...! You tricked me! You evil vixen!" he said desperately, trying to reach for her mask, but she quickly leaned back, inches away from his fingers. "Sorry, love. I guess I won't be able to kill you with my charm, just yet. After all, my mission is to protect you~." she was biting her lip, trying to stop herself from laughing. "You're going to be the death of me..." he sulked, hanging his head and crossing his arms. "Keep waiting and I might just be~." Kitsune said, pinching his cheek and walking in the direction of Ichiraku's, willing to treat her new kitty friend to the best ramen in town.

Remembering their first encounter, she smiled softly, closing her eyes and shaking her head, grasping Kankuro's hand again with both her hands.

"How could I ever forget that day..." she muttered, nostalgic. "Help me stand a bit, will you? I uh...Need some water." he tried to find an excuse to get closer to the girl, who was already there with a cool glass of water for him, helping him in a standing position slowly. She was completely unaware of how close they are, her mind only focused on making sure he's comfortable and not in pain, but him, on the other hand...His face flushed a bit, and he could already feel his heart beating faster and faster, as she kept his hand on his lower back to support him as he drank the water. "You're a bit flushed, Kankuro, are you sure you're feeling okay? Your face got really hot and rosey all of a sudden...Do you have a fever? Gods, that'd be horrible-" she started, putting her her hands on his cheeks and her lips on his forehead to feel if the warmth was unusual, but seeing that it was normal, she slowly backed away, her hands still on his face, looking down. "Do you...Do you like me, Kankuro?" she asked lowly, unsure of herself. "What gave it away?" he asked awkwardly, chuckling as her scratched the back of his head. "You don't have a fever, so if you didn't blush because of that...Well...I could only think of one other reason." she bit her lip, looking away, putting her hands on her lap, grasping them together shyly. "Well, there goes my confession. Never try to be romantic with a girl who knows medical stuff, she'll sniff you right from the start."  he chuckled, shaking his head and ruffling his hair a bit.  "I-I...Haha, Kankuro, I wasn't expecting that, to be fair. I'm...A bit shocked." she chuckled awkwardly, not knowing what to do. "Just when did you start calling me by my name, anyways? What happened to Neko-chan? It's not like you to be so serious for so long." he gave her a mock-smirk. "Honestly...CAN YOU BLAME ME?! You almost died! I was so worried and you expect me to care about what I call you or if I wear the mask or whatever?! Since I came here I could only think that I'd have to live without you and like?! I couldn't stop worrying and crying and all you can say is WHY DON'T I CALL YOU NEKO-CHAN?!" she yelled at him, barely stopping herself from beating him up. "Well...Yeah, I guess that's what I'm saying. I may not like it all that much, but if it's you...Let's just say I wouldn't let anyone call me that, okay? Look, I'm not good with words, okay? Yes, Kitsune, I like you, what else do you want me to say to make it more obvious? And you not calling me that stupid nickname, it's like, you're trying to distance yourself from me. Is that what you want?" he asked, slightly pissed off at her lack of reaction. "Do you think a nickname is going to show you that I love you? If that will make you feel better, then fine, I'll call you that. But I still love you, with or without that nickname. I love you, Neko-chan. Just...You have so many things on your head that I couldn't dare to say anything...But I had to make sure you were alive and healthy. People need you, but I'm the last person you should think about." she sighed, looking away. "It's because there are so many things on my head that I'd want you to be mine. So many bad things...Gaara getting kidnapped, the village getting attacked...But I have you. If I have you, then I think I can brave it all. You've always been with me, so don't leave me now. Kitsune...Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked, putting his hand on the back of her head, getting closer to her face. She looked into his eyes with her jade-green doe eyes looking wide in shock, searching deep into his soul, and seeing with how much love he's hazing at her, the soft smile on his face, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him softly, keeping him close to her.

"Guess that was easier than expected. I should get into life-threatening situations more often, if it means you get to kiss me." he chuckled, smiling shyly at her. "Next time you say that, I promise you I'm gonna beat the hell out of you next time you say, got it, Neko-chan? If you want a kiss, go ahead and steal it. Ain't gonna make it easy for you, hope y'know that, right~?" she slowly managed to get her infamous smirk back on her face, looking at him with her usual mischievous glint in her eye. "Better not complain when that happens then, Foxface." he teased, kissing her again as he caressed her face, feeling the soft skin.

"Hey, Kankuro, how are you feeli-...Ohh, nevermind, I'll just come back later. Lucky you~!" Temari's voice snapped the two lovers from their kiss and blushing, looked in her direction with a shocked expression, making her grin at them, leaving with a wink, putting her hand on Sakura's back to guide her out of the room. Pinkette who only gave two thumbs up and held a cheshire smile on her face, proud of her best friend. "Well...Guess there's no way to hide it now. It's official, and there's no way to shock anyone. Ah, what a pity." Kitsune shrugged, the corners of her lips tugged upwards in an feign-innocent smile. "I wouldn't even think of hiding it. I can't wait to tell Gaara when we save him." he chuckled mirthfully, hugging the girl close to him, laying back down on the bed, her head resting on his shoulder, closing her eyes and letting the peaceful atmosphere take over them.

They've been in love with each other for ages, but now that they confessed, their hearts are at peace. The only thing left to do was save Gaara and enjoy life as much as possible. After all...What's life without a little risk and love, right~?

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Let Me Help

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Tj and Cyrus have been friends for a long time, but will that change after life comes crashing down and impulsive decisions catch up to them? (Angst, Ambi, love notes, slow burn, aged up so they're all in high school, god tier ships, mental health, and like a whole bunch more ladies! Let’s get this angst.)

Chapter 11 Reconciliation 

Whenever Cyrus got a little too depressed, his friends tended to micromanage his life. He loved them, he really did, but sometimes they were overwhelming. Cyrus had wanted to visit Tj during his suspension, but his friends had planned something for every day of the week. During school, they pulled him away whenever he saw TJ. They had even gone so far as to make sure he wasn't texting him, all he could do was lurk on his social media. Cyrus knew they only meant to protect him, but he could take care of himself. He didn't need a babysitter, and yet, he did whatever they said. Cyrus had worried about TJ, he worried so much it hurt. He knew TJ had lost his friend group, and now that the GHC had stopped talking to him, Cyrus worried that TJ had no one at all. Cyrus had thought about visiting his house, the swingset, the kid's gym, anywhere he knew TJ would be, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He could barely get himself out of bed every morning. Cyrus was frustrated with himself, he wanted to do so many things, but he just couldn't. It was as if all of his courage had been drained from him. He didn't know who he was anymore. But, Cyrus still hoped TJ would find him, wherever he was. He hoped to see his over-gelled hair in the hallways, his smile at The Spoon, his weird basketball hoodies in the cafeteria, but he didn't. He missed their late night face time calls, he missed receiving goodnight texts with random emojis, he missed having someone who understood him without words. Cyrus had begun to lost hope, until one day he saw his dumb stiff hair during a passing period. He knew TJ didn't see him, but his heart still lifted. That was when he wrote the note he had quickly given him last week. "Cy, do you like this one?" Andi said, they were at the Winter Market on 3rd, they showed Cyrus an ornament with a tiny snowman inside. Cyrus couldn't help but notice how suffocated the snowman looked. "Uh huh," Cyrus said as he twirled his phone in his hand. It was 5 already and he hadn't seen TJ yet. If Andi and Buffy were right, and Tj really did like him, then he would have been here by now right? Cyrus hoped TJ would show up soon because Jonah and Walker had started getting on his nerves. Walker kept buying Jonah scarves and Jonah kept showing those disgustingly cute dimples, it made Cyrus roll his eyes. Andi was busy talking with a merchant about the benefits of fair trade and Amber played with the ruffles on her sweater. Buffy and Marty were off drinking apple cider and trying on hats. Only Cyrus was left without someone to talk to, so he trailed behind Andi and Amber, either they knew about his gloom or chose to ignore it altogether. The friends wandered around the market, picking up nicknacks and taking pictures. Cyrus gave his best fake smile for their Snapchat stories, but it was obvious that being the seventh wheel did not help his self-esteem. Cyrus had found himself distracted by pocketwatches while his friends ordered more apple cider. He thought about buying one for himself, or TJ, or anyone really, but he just didn't have the energy to reach for his wallet. He sighed softly and wrapped his scarf tighter around his neck, the wind was brutal this time of year. He tried warming his ears with his palms, but it just wasn't enough. He was freezing. After a little while in the kiosk, Cyrus noticed that he hadn't heard his friends voices in a while, he searched the crowd and saw them at a picknick table on the other side of the market, they gave him a tiny wave, he returned the favor. Cyrus kept wandering around the market alone and cold. He found himself in a kiosk selling cute earmuffs, he picked up ones that looked like the tail of a fluffy animal, he grinned and breathed in the icy air. He realized that it was the first time his friends had left him alone for more than five minutes, he breathed out. "Those are nice," the person next to him said. Cyrus looked up and up and saw TJ, slightly heaving with rosy cheeks. Cyrus thought he was having a heart attack. "They are aren't they?" Cyrus smiled slightly and felt TJ tenderly take the earmuffs from his hands. Tj walked to the cashier and bought them, he came back and gently placed them around Cyrus' ears. Cyrus blinked up at him. "You didn't have to do that," Cyrus blushed, his ears felt much warmer, and so did his heart. TJ shrugged and looked out of the kiosk towards the crowd. "Are your friends with you?" TJ asked, Cyrus noticed that TJ looked more nervous than usual, he kept scratching behind his ear. Cyrus put his hand on Tj's to stop him from scratching, "Don't worry about them, thanks for coming. I wanted to see how you were doing." Cyrus took his hand away, he realized that he had left it there for too long. Tj's nose pinked, "I'm fine," he said, "I'm sorry about, you know-" "Reverting back to your ruffian nature?" Cyrus joked, it was the first joke he'd told in a while. TJ smirked and rolled his eyes as he looked away.  "I guess," he said as he raised his eyebrows, "I tried calling you, I wanted to make sure I didn't mess you up or anything..." "I'm not fragile," some of the color had returned to Cyrus' face. "I know, but..." TJ said, thinking. He couldn't come up with a good excuse. "You messed up. So what?" Cyrus said, grinning a little. "So, you're not mad?" "I don't know TJ, I guess I'm just confused," Cyrus said. It was true, he didn't know what he wanted, he didn't know if he really liked TJ or just the idea of him. "Yea," Tj said, "Me too" They stood side by side like that for a while, trying on gloves and hats and scarfs and things. Cyrus had ignored his phone, he didn't want to know what his friends wanted from him. He was too busy laughing with TJ to notice time passing, Cyrus had never felt more like himself. He was at ease, but he was also afraid. He found himself feeling light and airy around him, he was sure he would have floated away if it weren't for TJ. But, he knew he wanted more, he had never wanted to hold a hand more than he did at that moment, but he didn't know if he had the heart to ask TJ for anything more than what they already had. So, he did the next best thing and held onto his arm, he didn't want to ruin things. The two of them had decided to walk around the Market, it had started to lightly snow but Cyrus didn't really care. TJ had bought him earmuffs. "We should get hot cocoa," TJ said confidently as they passed a stand. Cyrus smiled and nodded. Once they got their hot cocoa and found a table away from where he had last seen his friends, Cyrus felt more nervous than ever. He looked down and traced the lid of his cup, he quietly said, "Why do you keep hitting people?" TJ didn't answer for a long time. "I don't know," TJ finally whispered. Cyrus didn't respond, he knew TJ had more to say. TJ looked around the market and wiped some snowflakes off of the sleeves of his jacket, "I guess," he started and looked at Cyrus, "I guess I just, I don't know. Amber says I don't know how to express my emotions." Cyrus nodded. "Do you think you need someone to help you with that?" Cyrus asked, slightly squeezing the arm he'd been holding for more than an hour. He had his head on TJ's shoulder. Tj shrugged and said, "I should, but we only have enough money for Amber to go to therapy you know?" Cyrus nodded and sighed. "I wish I could help," Cyrus said. "Thank you," TJ said, "You know, being alone for almost a month made me realize how important you are to me. Cyrus smiled, "Me?!" "Yes, you." "That is so sappy TJ! Who knew you were such a softie," Cyrus had made TJ blush. "Whatever," Tj said as he smiled an rolled his eyes, "How's your dog?" "Don't change the subject T, we were talking about how soft you are." "Okay, so I'm soft? So what? I like fluffy blankets and picknicks and like kittens and stuff..." Tj looked away, obviously embarrassed. Cyrus swooned. "What other soft things do you like Mr. Bully?" Cyrus asked grinning. He felt giddy. Maybe he did like TJ. "I don't know," Tj held onto his hot cocoa, Cyrus put his chin on his shoulder grinning like a little kid. "Tell me one more and I'll leave you alone." Tj sighed and thought to himself. This gave Cyrus enough time to count all his freckles. 13 "I guess I like to make pillow forts and big romantic gestures like in the movies you know? When they announce their love from the rooftops. And I like love notes and goodnight texts..." TJ breathed out. "That is the cheesiest thing I have ever heard in my life," Cyrus smiled wide, "I love it." They looked at each other, Cyrus put his head on his shoulder again. "Who knew Tyler James was a romantic," Cyrus grinned. TJ laughed a little and nudged Cyrus a bit. Cyrus looked up at him, there were snowflakes in his eyelashes, "You don't have gel in your hair today" Cyrus said, furrowing his brows a bit. TJ smiled and said, "Yea, I ran out. Do you think it's worse like this?" "No, I think it's cute." Cyrus smiled and reached to comb his fingers through it, "It's sooo fluffy oh my godd" He giggled and realized that he had used his left hand, the one that wasn't holding his arm. They were so close Cyrus could smell the detergent on him. He saw TJ look down and away. His breath slowed down and he bit his lip. His heart raced. "I-" "CYRUS THERE YOU ARE," Buffy ran up to them panting, she looked at TJ and scowled, she angry whispered "What. Are. You. Doing. We've talked about this." Cyrus looked around and saw all of his friends frowning at him. He had had enough. "Okay! You know what you guys, I know you're trying to help, but come on! I can take care of myself, Okay? I don't need a babysitter, I just wanted to see him! That shouldn't be a crime." Cyrus noticed that he was standing now, everyone looked at him dumbfounded. It was the most he had said in a month. "Cyrus," Buffy stammered and looked around at their friends, "we-" "You what! TJ makes me feel like myself! Is that horrible?? Am I now a bad person?!" Cyrus was fuming. He didn't know where this courage was coming from, but he glanced at TJ for support. "Dude," everyone turned towards Jonah, who was speaking under at least five scarves and was still holding Walkers hand, "I'll talk to them" Cyrus was confused as he saw Jonah wrangle his friends into a circle. He sat back down next to TJ who immediately had his arm around him, "Hey," TJ said, "Are you alright? I can go if your friends don't like me, I don't want to, like, cause any stress and stuff." "No," Cyrus said, looking at his friends being lectured by Jonah, they were too far away to hear, "don't, I'm sick of them meddling in my life." TJ stayed by Cyrus' side. He saw Amber nodding along with Jonah and adding something to the conversation. When they came back, Cyrus had lost most of his energy, Tj dropped his arm from Cyrus' shoulder, and it had stopped snowing. "Okay," Andi finally said as they sat down at TJ and Cyrus' table, "We understand that you guys are," they looked at Amber, "very good friends, but we just want to make sure you're okay Cyrus." They took Cyrus' hand in their own, "We love you so much and we don't want anyone to hurt you." Cyrus nodded, "And after a very intense argument from Jonah, we now understand that things are complicated and such and after hearing from Amber, we were reminded that people can change, even if it looks like they can't" Andi flicked their eyes to TJ, "so-" "SOOo, we're taking away the TJ ban and he's invited to the Christmas party," Buffy added, slinking towards Marty. Cyrus was left dumbfounded, he didn't think that would work at all. "Really?" He asked. His friends nodded. "Dosh," Jonah said smiling.

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Book 1 Hope retunes Chapter11 the calm before the storm By goldstonegolem64

A few minute before the blast in the main hall were everyone else had gathered to talk pidge out of leaving.

"I know looking for the holt family members is you main mission but your but cant just leave you have a duty to Voltron" Allura said.

"out of all the people here I thought you would understand the pain of losing family and if you had the chance to see them alive and well again would you take it no mater the cost" pidge said.

Everyone looked  taken a back at what pidge just said 

And I'm not the only one who want to leave so dose hunk and lance 

"Is that true" Allura asked? 

"Yes but that because I don't want to fight the galra for the rest of my life but I'm not going to leave you guy" .Hunk replied

Keith had a enough of this and said to pidge. "How can you be so selfish as to abandon the team and leave us unable to form Voltron to fight zarkon. the holt family are not the only family out in the universe who were hurt because of the galra".

Keith would have continued but was stop when Adam pull him back and Shiro saying no one can before to do something they don't want to do. After that he walk away from the conversion thinking he had no place to talk about the loss of family at this moment because he had just got both of his adoptive family member back it was just so absurd that someone would leave the team just to look for some one. He felt like an asshole because that's exactly what he did. He kept walking looking for Ether jay lance or Coran.

Back with the group.

"look pidge I know you anger but that was a low blow and if the captain were here he would have knocked you out for using someone else lose to get your  way",Beau said with  anger in his metallic voice.

But before he could continued lecturing her for what she said when the  power went out followed by a earth shacking explosion. Everyone stud there frozen for a few seconds before running to the bridge of the castle ship  except for beau who was taking a defensive stance in front of the door way to make shore no one got in to the castle while the power was out .

In the control room everything was white jay’s head spun his ears rang and his back hurt like hell. Has his sight returned to him he saw the red hue again he blinked a few time to get rid of it and started to look a round the room to fined Coran hovering over lance who was lying on the floor.

Is he ok?Jay asked seeing a look of fear on Coran’s

He’s not walking up Coran said 

With no hesitation jay stud up ran over to lance and scooped him up and ran out of the room head to the Prometheus because its med bay might not be as good as the castles healing pods but it would at lest it would keep lance stable until a new crystal was found. Has he turned the corner he ran in to the others who just started to ask him so many stop him from  

"what happened to lance?" Pidge asked fear in her eyes 

"what's going on", Adam asked? 

"What happened to the power",Allura asked?

"where Coran", Hunk asked ?

Where are you taking lance? Keith asked

The hue started to come back as the questioning put lance closer to deaths door. he knew that they were just as worried as he was but right now they were just in his way.Move out off my way now he yelled

They all stared at jay as his face marks started to glow his skin turned a dark red his teeth sharpen and his eyes became more like a dragon. The made a path for him as he ran pass them with lance being held bride style down to the hanger bay. Following after him was Coran saying something about a bomb destroying the crystal and needing to go to a balmera to get a new one, the grouped followed behind Coran. 

in the hanger bay pidge lead coran and hunk  to the flight pod she was working when she was leaving but with lance in a coma and the power being out she had to help in an way she could pointing out the modification she had made to coran

So this button we overclock the engines for a added boost of speed if you need it.

"alright pidge but who’s coming with me on this mission I need someone help to me get the crystal",? Coran asked

"I will" hunk said.

"Alright lets go I found a balmera close by so it wont take us to long to get there and back"

"so what is a Belmera anyway",? Hunk asked 

"it a living planet that was once a giant space dragon like creature that has fossilized and creates power crystal that power small fighter to the largest of space station. if I missed anything coran can fill you in on the flight there.stay safe out there and come back to us alive"  jay said speaking  over a speaker on the Prometheus while he was in the med bay watching over lance to make shore he was ok.

"Did he miss anything"? hunk asked has the flight pod

Some small thing but I will fill you in on the way there.

pidge watched as the flight pod left the ship on there way to get a new crystal. She walked into the Prometheus’s med bay to see jay sitting there being tend to by a small med bot scanning him to see what was wrong and lance just lying there on that bed just made her heart sink in to her stomach. To get her mind off of that she would ask jay some questions.

"hey jay how dose this room work",? she asked 

"Nano machines son" he replied

"really"? she said 

no  is just some complex combination of altean magic and human sciences because there wasn't a enough of the proper supplies make  healing pod on every ship. they used magic infused humidifier to make a healing mist that can heal multiple people a once.it take a lot longer the a healing pod dose but it gets the job done.

ok that doesn't sound so complex. 

no it is I just gave you the short explanation if I when with the long one we would be here for hours

pidge stared at him and though she would ask beau for more info later but for now she left the med bay and out of the hanger to clear her head.Adam Allura Keith and Shiro were outside of the med bay talking to each of about jay weird change as pidge walk out of the room Keith then went in to the med bay to  check on lance condition.

"So Adam you have know jay the longest out of anyone so what was that whole change in color back there", Shiro asked ?

"its called being a Berserker and it a problem I should be telling you about not Adam", jay said in the door way of the med bay.

"A berserks like the one from the stories my father used to read to me of great beast with terrifying strength that put even the strongest of solider to run in fear but also could do great good if treat like person in stead a mindless monster", allure said?

"yes half of that info is true but I think that last part was made up by your father to make us less terrifying but I don't know for shore because I just found out myself what I am a few day ago"jay replied.

ok that answers Allura said now thinking of doing some research on berserks later when the power was back

"So quick question to Keith’s dads. dose he have a crush on lance or a I missing reading signal",? Jay asked after he had let the med bay close behind him so Keith couldn't him

Adam and Shiro look at each thinking about that question for a few second 

He did have a crush on some boy back in garrison but they were in the cargo pilot classes Shiro said

yay but lance went in to the fighter pilot classes after Keith dropped out Adam said 

he dropped out?

Yes after you when missing  

I will have a word with him later about that but I though the boy he like wore glasses?

"maybe he is wearing contacts now" jay said

Allure watch three boy have this conversion and though about a few days ago when pidge had asking her if she like lance which at the time made scents but with the information she had found out about Keith it put that question into a new light but before she could tell the other a call came from her communicator from the arusin king

"help were under attack by the galra", he yelled 

"were on are way" Allura said 

Keith had just left the room when he heard the call"I'm going too", he said 

 "I'm going as well", Adam said grabbing his plasma rifle and slip into the armor jay had given him

"Jay beau pidge and I will hold done the fort" Shiro said.

"alright then lets get going", jay said

At the bridge Shiro was there to see the recuse team off

"Be safe out there you guy", Shiro said then kissed Adam for good luck

we will be Keith said 

"Don't worry we have an eye in the sky", Allura said when she saw the Valkyrie fly out of the castle.

"Godd to know at least she don't need her pilot to fly on her own",Shiro said

Jay had stayed in the hanger to keep lance guarded in case some one got pass the ten security drone Shiro and Beauregard grabbing his Bayard off the nightstand and after he had told Val to make a sweep around the village to make shore there were no galra hiding in while for the group to get there to ambush. a few minutes pass after the small group had left  Shiro and Beauregard heard the drones firing on something in the dark and seeing the mussel flashes then a purple hue smashing throw them. Then they saw Sendak walking toward them  with a Small group of sentries with some missing parts after the gun fight and his massive metal arm crushing the last  Drone  

"stand down and I will give you mercy", sendak said

"No way are you getting in this castle", Shiro said Activating his prostatic.

while beau started to run at Sendak in his original body thrusting a massive claw straight at sendak only to be smash a side by the massive metal arm. Shiro charged Sendak ready to fight back. in the hanger jay though he had hear a Nosie by the robeast's arm walking to the area with his Bayard in his prostatic in a new form that looked more like his revolver and his actual revolver in the other he turned the corner to see no one there and feeling stupid about what he just did he turned back to the ship only to get hit in the gut with a hammer knocking the wind out of hit and hearing a very familiar set of voices 

"So this is where you and Adam ran off to",.Fairin said 

"Looks like the blue one is in here" ,Ringal said from the Prometheus.

How are you to alive and here? Jay asked through shallow breaths 

"were harder to kill then you think", Fairin said show his face with a metal skull under his skin 

Ringal walks over to show him she could make a small particle barrier to kept herself safe from most attacks 

Now lets start this fight off right shall we? Ringal take the blue one to hexus and to commander sendak. Fairin said letting jay get up om his feet 

"Yes lets" Jay said holstering his gun and grabbing the altean steel ax off his back readying himself to finish this fight they started on phobos.  

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Roommates, Routines and Best Friends

A/N: GODD SEB LOOKS SO GOOD IN THIS GIF! anyways, im on a roll here, i have so many ideas of whats to come.... its gonna be a ride. 👀👀

Summary: (AU) being roommates with the infamous womanizer Bucky Barnes is tough, especially when all he does is bring home different girls every night and complain about you and your choice of men. masterlist.

Words: 2328

Warning(s): language, always. BUCKY!!! im cryyin

Roommates, Routines and Best Friends : Tell Me All About It... kidding

You woke up the next day - one p.m - with a smile. And yeah, a slight headache but you didn’t mind. Last night, Steve walked you to the door. He told you goodnight and gave you one last kiss before letting you dive into your sheets. You couldn’t have asked for a better date. You woke up and walked to the kitchen. You enjoyed being off on the weekends. You really did. Especially when you spend the day doing things you like. On Sunday’s, you and Bucky sit on the sofa together and watch the Shark Tank marathon all day- even though they’re reruns. You looked around the kitchen and noticed he wasn’t digging in the fridge like he usually was. You set the pancake batter on the counter and walk to his room.

“Bucky,” you call out. You walk into his room and hear the shower going on. You sigh and walk back to the kitchen, throwing your head back. Guess you would have to make the pancakes. Before opening the box of batter, you take aspirins and hope that your headache resides asap. You start to mix the batter with eggs and water, trying to whip them the way Bucky does. No matter what you do, they never come out like his. Not even when his hand is guiding yours, practically doing all the work- just with your hand under his. That was the day that you had ever felt butterflies around him. He was being lazy, and you were stubborn about learning how to make pancakes the way Bucky did.  

“(Y/n), look this is literally all you have to do,” Bucky said as he started pouring water into the bucket of batter you had in front of you. You sighed frustratingly and ran your fingers through your hair, watching his movements.

“Bucky, I can’t do that. You have bigger hands than me. You do it, I give up,” you said as you began to walk to the living room. You turn on your heels and feel a soft grasp on your wrist. You get pulled back to Bucky’s chest, he swiftly turns you around so that your back is pressed against him. 

“Look, doll,” you feel his warmth breath hit your shoulder as he grabs the bucket and puts it directly in front of you. He grabs your right hand and places your hand around the fork (since you guys don’t care to invest in an actual whisk). “Now, kind of lift this side of the bucket. You know, to provide a good angle to whisk this shit,” he says as he grabs your left hand and places it on the other side of the bucket, motioning for you to lift that side slightly. You laugh softly and comply.

“Okay, I think I got it-”

“No, you’re mixing it too slow. Here,” he says as he places his right hand on top of yours. You heart skips a beat. This was too overwhelming. Bucky’s hands were on yours. Your ass was practically pressed against him, his chin grazing the top of your head. ‘What the hell’ you thought. Bucky wasn’t even thinking straight. He genuinely didn’t think nothing of what was going on. He was solely teaching you how to correctly whisk pancake batter. You started to get nervous. You were wondering if he could tell. He couldn’t. He was too focused on how good your hair smelled, and mostly on how you really suck at whisking. 

You nodded, “alright Buck, I think I got it now.” He nods and lets go of your hands, stepping away from you. You swallow the lump in your throat and shift on your feet. Bucky looked at you up and down, taking in your figure. You were wearing his t-shirt. He clenches his jaw and shakes every urge to wrap his arms around you.

“Alright, doll. You don’t need me to make you pancakes anymore.”

You chuckle and turn to him. “Woah, slow down. I haven’t even poured the batter into the pan. That’s your job. You’re perfect,” you say with a kind smile. You clear your throat, “...at flipping the pancakes.” He smirks and shrugs.

“Move over. Let Chef Barnes take over,” he says cooly as he gently pushes you aside.

You assumed you got butterflies only because he was so close in contact with you, so you quickly got over that. You pour circles of batter onto the hot pan and wait patiently for the perfect time to flip them, Bucky went over this step a hundred times - in depth each time, so you eventually got accustomed to the exact second to flip. After you made ten pancakes, you begin making eggs.

“Smells good in here,” you hear Bucky say. You smile and turn to him.

“I know,” you begin to lay the bacon into a pan and watch Bucky make his way over to you. You notice he was wearing pants and his fancy cashmere sweater. You furrowed your eyebrows together and looked at his feet- he was wearing shoes. “Um, you leaving?” He nods as he bites into a pancake.

“These are delicious.”

“Where,” you ask. It was y’alls day. He never cancels on the weekend. You look up at him and catch his gaze.

“I’m gonna run some errands,” he says. You don’t believe him. You bite your cheek and put your hand on your hip. His lips curl into a smirk and he throws his head back. He didn’t know what to come up with. The video Steve sent him from your phone caused an uproar in his stomach. The truth was, he didn’t want to hear about your date with Steve. He didn’t want to hear you gush over him. He didn’t want to hear you tell him what y’all did. He was going out to avoid that conversation, and to hopefully get laid. He couldn’t keep you in his mind. It was killing him. You nudge his arm, causing him to look down at you. You were the perfect height for him. Your hair fell just past your shoulders. You actually brushed it, which you rarely do on Sunday’s, he noticed that. You were wearing a cropped top shirt that had paint all over it from that time Bucky wanted to paint his bedroom - weird right? And you were in those high waisted pajama shorts that you found at a thrift store. Bucky loved those on you. 

“You’re lying to me, Buck,” you say softly. He clenches his jaw and reaches around you, flipping the bacon in the pan. You turn your head and watch his hands control the fork, moving the bacon around.

“You wanna tell me about your date, don’t you?” He watches your lips curl up into a smile. He swallows again, blinking away the jealousy. He turns off the stove and grabs some plates while you reach up and grab glasses, pouring orange juice into them. No matter the time, you and Bucky had to have breakfast.

“I do.”

He nods and sits on the stool near the counter you’re leaning on. “Okay, tell me, doll.” You smile, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth as you push your eggs to the side with your fork. Bucky studies your face. The dimple in your right cheek just teases him. Your light brown eyes illuminate from the sunlight outside. It hurts him. You hurt him. Looking at you and knowing you’re not his hurts him. He likes you. A lot. And he has for a while. But he’s just realizing it now. How cliché of him to do so. You lick your lips and begin to speak.

“Bucky, he’s perfect, Buck,” you say dreamingly. He clenches his jaw and nods, forcing a smile. You tell him about the movies, about the popcorn thing. You tell him the flavor of ice cream he bought you, Steve’s favorite. Mint. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, it was good and i appreciate him paying but..”

“You wanted strawberry, didn’t you,” Bucky says with a soft chuckle. You nod, looking at him as you take a bite of your bacon. In just a few months, Bucky knew you like the back of his hand. And that’s why Bucky felt like Steve didn’t have the right to swoop in and save the day.

“And he took me to this sandwich place. Willie’s. It was phenomenal. I loved it. After we ate, we went to the bar. Had a few drinks, a few laughs, shared some stories.” You glanced up at Bucky, making sure he was still listening. He was finishing up his pancakes, working on his eggs. He took a bite of his bacon. “I kissed him.” He sits up and puts his fork down, chewing his last bite and swallowing as he props himself on the counter with his elbows. You study his facial expression. He scans your face, his eyes always falling back to your lips.

“You kissed him?”

You nod, smiling softly. “It was... magical,” you said as you ran your fingers across your lips. Bucky’s heart fell to his stomach. He smiled again, nodding. He began to get up, you copied his actions. You guys always seemed to finish at the same time. You grabbed his plate and stuffed it in the sink alongside yours. He walks to the fridge and looks at the pictures you stuck to it. You look up at him. You didn’t know what he was thinking. You wanted him to talk to you. Give you advice. But he was at a loss for words.

“I remember the day we took these pictures,” he mumbles as he points to a picture of himself with paint on his face, a big smile as he looks directly into the camera. It was that day you helped him paint his room, which just resulted in a very cliché paint war. You smile and walk over to him, standing beside him. Your arm brushed against his. The back of his hand brushes against your thigh.

“That was a fun day,” you beam as you lean your head against his bicep. He nods and glances down at you.

“When are you seeing him again,” he asks. You rock back and forth on your feet and smile.

“I’m not sure, soon.”

Bucky didn’t want you to say that. He didn’t know what he wanted you to say, but he knew it wasn’t that. He clenches his jaw and watches you walk to your room. He follows behind you. His hands start to shake a little. “Hey, doll,” he calls after you. You turn around quickly and look at him.

“What’s up, Bucky,” you ask as you walk closer to him. He opens his mouth to say something, to say how pretty he thought you were when you looked up at him. Or to say how cute your sneeze was, or how attractive you looked when you would play Call Of Duty with him. But he couldn’t. 

“Steve’s a lucky guy. I hope that punk knows it,” is what he says. You grin and wrap your arms around his torso, leaning your head onto his chest. His heartbeat was fast.

“Thank you, James. Really,” you say as you look up at him, resting your chin on his chest, “if it wasn’t for you dragging me to that party and leaving me for some blonde bimbo, I wouldn’t have met Steve.” Bucky furrows his brows.

“Huh?”

You scoff and put your head back on his chest. His hands linked together, resting on the small of your back. “You know, that blonde girl. You asked if I wanted a drink and I said yes. You went to get me one but then I saw you chatting up some blonde chick,” you say and then giggle, “Bucky, I honestly thought we were on a date, you jerk.” 

He looked down at you. “What?”

You laugh and nod, looking up at him, “yeah, i thought you asked me to go with you, like you know- as your date.” You stop laughing and gaze into his eyes. He didn’t know. He didn’t know you thought that at all. His brows were furrowed. He was pissed. He was mad at you, at himself. And at that blonde girl, she was no one. All Bucky did was say what drinks he had in his hand. The blonde girl had a boyfriend standing right next to her, how did you miss that? “I know, it was dumb of me to think that,” you say with a nervous chuckle.

“It’s not dumb, (y/n).”

“But it all worked out, I met Steve. You got laid,” you say as you pat his chest and run your hands to his, unhooking yourself from his trap.

“Yeah, I got laid and you met Steve,” he says as he watches you smile, nodding and walking away from him. “I’ll talk to you when you get home,” you say as you shut your door behind you, leaving Bucky with his thoughts.

He only got laid because he was upset with you that night. When he turned his attention from the blonde asking what flavor drinks he had, his eyes landed on Steve and you talking. And everyone knows, when Steve talks to you... he’s got you. You had this look in your eyes. A look he wasn’t familiar with. He was upset. Upset because he didn’t read his social cues correctly, he didn’t read you correctly but anyways. How can Bucky compete with a gentleman who opens doors and kisses foreheads? All Bucky knows is how to have sex and flirt. Obviously doesn’t know how to read signs. He blew his chance and he knew it. But if you thought it was a date, that would mean you wanted to go on that date with him. Bucky couldn’t help but think about every possible scenario. Maybe he did have a chance after all.

•••

What exactly happened at that party? 👀 Does Bucky have a chance..? 👀👀

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