#just incase anyone sees its gone or something n asks i just wanted to post this rq Anyways

[girlboyzone]

deleted the one post i made a few weeks ago abt that one guy and his video bc it served its purpose to reassure people who needed it n it felt weird seeing it showcased as a top post on my acc on mobile due to what it was abt 👍

[pixicunt]

Series of unfortunate events

Bully Taehyung x reader, Teacher Seokjin x reader

wordcount: 9.5k

Warning: bullying, bully Taehyung, Teacher Seokjin, the age of y/n is not specified to im tagging underage just incase, yandere Taehyung, Yandere Seokjin, highschool, daddy Jin, implied future pseudo incest, fearplay, manipulation, humiliation, public humiliation, public touching, noncon touching, vaginal fingering, gross use of the word rape by Taehyung, threats of rape, threats of non con gangbang, choking, object insertion, objects as sex toys, sex toys, orgasm denial, dumbification, name calling, hair pulling, mean Taehyung, rich Taehyung, phone sex/masturbation guidance, teacher-student relationship, inappropriate relationship. 

Summary: Taehyungs bullying gets worse by the day, overstepping the line one day during class. you make the unfortunate mistake of asking your teacher Mr Kim for help in desperation, he is happy to help but wants something in return and when you refuse well .... I guess you'll see.

notes: All smut, little plot thats why its called series of unfortunate events because its legit just different scenes of y/n being caught in unfortunate events. there will be a part 2 because I just wanted to hurry and post it, please let me know if you like it. honestly this feels like some fucked up kdrama. ALSO i just want to say please dont romanticize abuse and bulling , this is fiction. 

His fingers felt like they were encased in thin layer on ice as he presses them into the flesh of your thigh, painting his name with invisible ownership over you.

Today had been a lot to handle from Taehyung, the signature devilish smile seared hot into your brain appearing every time you close your eyes like a red hot iron burning his existence into your skin. His presence suffocating with no way to run or hide on your joined desk. You have to wonder if it will be easier to just give into his advances and not have to look behind your shoulder every second with fear.

He just wouldn't accept no for an answer, not now not ever. No matter how many times you asked him to leave you alone he was always one step behind you.

"come on little mouse, your making it harder and harder for me to hold back" His fingers continued to press shapes into your thigh, long slender fingers moving their way up your leg like a paintbrush on a canvas. a shaking , terrified canvas.

There was something terribly terrifying to you about Taehyung, an off feeling you got right when you first moved to this school at the start of the year. His warm and welcoming smiles changed with every greeting until his smile was dripping in somthing a little sinister, pushing and tormenting you every waking hour of your school days. You didn't notice the way he was pulling the strings around you, your new friends dropping any interest in you, too afraid of Taehyungs influence and threats that no one wanted to provoke him, you simply weren't worth the risk of their comfortable lives.

His father was rich apparently, could expel anyone he wanted at the turn of his lips if he wanted to.

You ask yourself again and again .. why you?

"Go out with me, I'm getting tired of asking and I might just do something about it if you dont stop this cat and mouse game"

At this point you have blocked out Mr Kims lecture on Greek literature to focus on not crying in the middle of a lesson, not wanting to bring any more attention to what was happening under the desk. Taehyung breathing down your ear in the almost silent room of students taking notes.

Taehyung was bad, you thought the worst thing he had done was lock you in the storage shead for hours but he has never gone this far before, you were used to the hair pulling and the snide remarks and even him pushing you up against the wall and stealing your things, the increased amount of dirty talk in your ear, texting you on the weekends about what exactly he wanted to do to you but this was another level or torment.

He was tired of waiting.

You were frozen with the feel of his hands, warming rapidly on your thigh when he molds the flesh under his palm. Your throat constricts as it moves higher to your inner thigh.

Your legs squeeze together, the pen in your hand trembling when he laughs into the shell of your ear. "“Baby, don't do that , I asked you a question. If you know what’s good for you, you better answer me"

You try to focus on Mr Kims voice  as he points to something on the projector screen, circling a word in red , the subtle light casting a shadow on his face and illuminating the dark room with a white glow. you cant focus on his words though, only the calming tone of his voice, the only thing keeping you grounded. Your throat bobs, mouth dry with a lump forming in your airway.

"Taehyung, please. please don't"

Taehyung breaks out into a smile as you finally talk, he was starting to really think you were a mouse from how quiet you were, quiet , docile, so easy to take advantage of.

"Thats it baby, use your words, tell me how much you want to be my little rape doll" you felt his fingers under your skirt, feeling their way to your hip and letting a finger hook under the band of elastic, pulling until they snap back against your skin.

"no"

You look around the room to see if anyone heard the sound, voice shaky when you try to remove his hand.

"say no to me one more time and ill take you back to my car and take your ripe virgin cunt"

you cant help but let your tears well up, shaking in fear as he chuckles low in your ear. His fingers pressing into your hip before his slender fingers slide to your clothed delicate folds. The only person that has touched you down there was yourself, your finger experimenting and feeling the silky folds long after your mother had fallen asleep.

You cry into your palm as his fingers work on your pussy, a lone finger slinking up and down to pull a cry from your throat. His other hand digs crescent moon shaped nails into your flesh only making the burn in your throat worse.

"please , it hurts .."

"it hurts ? but your so wet "

A shallow whimper creeps from your lips at the deep gravel of his voice, nothing more then a squeak when he presses his finger at your clothed entrance, begging to penetrate  through the barrier.

"Oh you'll be so much fun to play with if you keep making little noises like that , pretty little mouse getting all wet at the though of me hurting her, fucking every hole, I don't think ill even fit"

You shudder, his fingers suddenly feeling like a furnace on your skin, your stomach churning when he moves his fingers to the top hem of your underwear, getting ready to slip his hand underneath the material and have his way with you.

The lights flick on

Taehyung reluctantly removes his hand with an annoyed sigh, the lesson was over and Mr Kim was dismissing the class, turning of the projector screen and collecting his things. you hear him talk about page numbers and homework but your ears are ringing and your feet are numb.

"saved by the bell little mouse, saved by the fucking bell" He stretched in his seat, sending you a lopsided smile before standing, he had nothing to collect as he didn't bother with materialistic and useless things for school his dad will boost his grade anyway. "well ill see you around, id love to finish what I started"

tears overflow the brim of your eyes when he finally walks away, wetting your skin and the sleeve of your shirt that you use to try and wipe your face, the class was clearing out, leaving you still stuck frozen at your desk.

"y/n"

You open your glossy eyes, Mr Kim was standing in front of your desk with concern, his eyebrows dipping when you cry harder, unable to control it. He puts his things down on the adjacent desk before bending down next to your chair.

"sweetheart tell me why your crying, are you sick?"

His eyes were comforting just like how they had always been, a gentle hand rubbing your back as he lets you cry it out. You knew Seokjin  or rather your mother knew him so you saw him quite often and he was always kind, a reassuring smile and a playful laugh when you would greet him when he came over to have drinks with your mother to discuss their careers, your mother being a teacher at another school.

"its ok, everyone is gone, you can tell me"

If there was anyone you knew you could trust to tell then it would be Seokjin.

"Use your words y/n, tell me what happened"

You mumble through your tears, taking a deep breath when he instructs you to before you continue to confide in him that your getting bullied, trying not to cry as you tell him about Taehyung and his relentless tormenting and how afraid you were, you leave out the threats he made on touching you and what exactly happened in today lesson, you cheeks heating when you recount what he had said in your ear and how his fingers felt.

Taehyung never left a mark on you so at the end of the day is was your word against his but you knew Mr Kim would believe you. He listens without saying anything, only nodding his head to let you know he was still listening and taking everything you were saying seriously.

"please help me" you cover your face with both of your hands, trapping the tears into your palms, a few streaks slipping through the gaps in your fingers. "y/n". His hand was warm on your shoulder, coercing you to look up at him through your hands.

He doesn't say anything, you could see the gears working in his head but his mouth stays shut as he rises to his full height. Sitting ontop of your desk with folded arms

"surly you've heard the rumors about Taehyungs father and how influence he has right ?"

You nod, already feeling the conversation ending with disappointment. No one would dare stand up to Taehyung in fear of the consequences so why would he ? every teacher already treats him like their boss, cowards bending over to accommodate him and always walking on eggshells, letting him do as he pleases. Seokjin continues.

"good, I'm sure you know that Kim Taehyung is basicaly untouchable, his father does everything he can for him and that includes getting rid of....or  getting people for his sons sake"

Again you nod.

"well I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me so you must understand that I'm the only chance you have of getting Taehyung to stop hurting you, no one else will help you, no one else would take the risk "

Now you understood and you were waiting for him to let you down easy, the anticipation eating you alive.

"But I will because I like you and think your an excellent student, I just have one condition, one thing I want from you, understood?" your hands clench in your lap, thumb rolling over your knuckles, you could do some extra work or help clean the class room or do his errands, anything. Youll do anything. you nod and he slips off your desk.

"Good you already listen to instructions so well"

He gently pulls you up from your seat and you wipe at your face with your sleeve, letting him move your body with his hands on your back, pushing you to sit on the front of your desk.Your legs dangle over as he stands infront of you, stepping back a little to let his eyes rake over you.

"This will be easy sweetheart"

You were not prepared for what you were about to hear next.

"Spread your legs for me and lift up your skirt"

your mouth opens slightly to suck in a breath, skin going flush at his demand.

"what-why"

You couldn't help the quickening pace of your heartbeat, his eyes narrowing at you in slight disappointment. "I thought you listened well, spread your legs and lift your skirt for me" His voice was soft but demanding, like it always has been with you. "but i-"

"Do you need me to do it for you ?" He leans against the desk in front of yours, waiting for you to answer him, your cheeks feeling hot at the way he was speaking to you. You shake your head no, if it meant he would stop Taehyung from being mean to you. You slowly spread your legs apart, skirt pulling up your thigh as you open them , your fingers playing nervously with the hem of the skirt, trying to get the courage to pull it up to your waist.

Seokjin looks at you expectantly, a sigh filling the quiet classroom at your disobedience. "Cant do it on your own can you?, let daddy help you"

Seokjin steps forward unexpectantly making you close your legs out of nerves, pushing them back together as he approaches the short distance between you. Rough hands on your knees with his thumbs digging into your skin, his eyes full of authority as he towers over you.

"My instructions were easy"

You squeeze your thighs together, looking down at his hands on your legs, thumb rubbing circles into your knees as he slowly pulls your legs apart to fit between them, palms flat against your thighs as they move up your legs, pulling up your skirt. A satisfied hum in his chest at the sight or you, your hands clutching into the edges of your desk while his eyes stay between your legs.

You gasp, clutching onto his white button up, creasing the pristine material as his fingers trace over your clothed slit. You resist the urge to bite into his shirt to muffle your voice, your knees hitting his thighs when you try to close them from the shock, his disappointed tut as you try to shy away, using his free hand to pull your legs back open, fingers firm in the flesh of your thigh.

"Thats it, don't make me mad sweetheart or ill have to bend you over my desk, keep your legs open just like that"

You hide your face in his shirt, trying to hold in any gasps while he plays with you, finger trying to penetrate you through your panties. Shallow prodding of his finger making you groan into his shirt. His other hand pulling your underwear up until just your clit and entrance were covered, lips spilling out the sides.

"Mr Kim, this feels wrong" you try to push at his torso feeling the lean muscles and heat underneath his shirt when his fingers pinch your clit, he could feel the telltale sighs of your arousal, moving the fabric to the side to let his finger run along your folds. Your legs jerk at the feel of his fingers on your bare slit. His fingers feel diffrent from your own, rough and calculated.

"Because it is wrong and I could get in a lot of trouble if you tell anyone what a slut you have been, opening your legs for your teacher"

You feel his finger rub at your entrance, trying to push the digit into you, an airy laugh circulating the room when it slides right into you, no resistance except for your walls trying to squeeze him out. Nothing but a pitiful squeak and the slick sound of his finger entering you to fill the sound of the class room.

"Do you play with yourself? tonight I want you to think of me touching you like this"

The blunt end of his palm grinds against your clit, embarassed flush to your face when you hear how wet you are, soaking his fingers and palm.

"No, Mr Kim"    

He forces a moan out of you, his finger curling up against your walls making you feel weird, an overwhelming sense of pleasure that you couldn't handle.     Seokjin slows his fingers  but never stops, curling them deeply, fingers massaging your insides with precision, knowing how to make you breathless. The embarrassing sound of his fingers pulling from you slowly, sloppy and wet.

"are you ready to get fucked on daddys cock ?" You shake your head , eyes widening and stomach tightening at the words.

"are you scared? its ok i wont hurt you" Seokjin pulls your legs up, your body slipping until your back was against the cold wood desk, watching with panic as he undoes his belt slowly, looking down at you, your face showing all your emotions and how scared you were, not ready to get fucked.

He notices  the small shaky exhale you make when he gets his belt undone, suddenly snapping back to your reality when you sit up. "wait i dont-im not ready and i" He turns his back to you not letting you finish, busy readjusting his belt. Your eyes on his back as he walks over to his desk and reaches for a tissue . Not uttering a word to you as you adjust your underwear back in place and fix your skirt. A horrible sense of dread and disappointment, emptiness filling you to the brim. An uncomfortable wetness between your legs making everything stick to you, your body begging to let go of the pressure building in your core.

But you made the right decision, you don't want this but that dosnt stop you from thinking about how he woudld feel filling you up.

You watch him, shuffling in your spot not knowing what to do or what to say. He uses the tissue to wipe at his fingers, like it never even happened.

"um, Mr Kim"

"speak up Y/N I don't like mumblers"

You clear your throat, embarrassed. His words reminding you of Taehyung and his tormenting nickname for you.

"um, will you talk to Kim Taehyung? since I-since you - you know"

He throws the tissue in the trash can next to his desk, finally turning to look at you, adjusting himself to sit at his desk. "since you what? nothing happened as far as i can see, my deal extends far beyond a few fingers, I want you to take my cock over this desk and until then im afraid I can not talk to Taehyung so if you don't mind I really do have work to do"

Your heart sink at his sudden cold tone towards you,  never having been on his bad side in your life making the tingling in abdomen evaporate, heart swirling with hurt. "o-ok" you turn to leave the classroom and he doesn't stop you, doesn't look back at you and doesn't give you his warm smile. you want to cry and you cant explain why, you wish you never asked him to help you.

you would have to deal with Taehyung on your own.

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Taehyung gets worse, much worse.

And to make it worse your grades drop, unfairly so, Seokjin not even looking at you as he places the paper marked with a red D, barley a pass. Taehyung scoffing at the score on your sheet while he basks in the glory of his A+.

Trying to speak to Seokjin was impossible at this point, you watch him from your desk, his calming smile making whoever he was talking to feel comfortable, roling up his sleeves as he speaks to a female student about her work, warm smile as he hands it back to her. After class you approach him carefully, standing in front of his desk with a frown. You stand for a while, waiting for him to look up from his paper that he was grading when you clear your throat.

He continues to grade the paper not giving you his time.

"I know your there y/n but if I didn't lift my head the first time that means I'm busy"

His cold tone hurts more then it should, stinging like slowly peeling off a bandaid, it settles inside of you. You suddenly don't have the courage to ask why he was being to cold to you, why he changed and instead you gather your thoughts and leave, making sure Taehyung wasn't around when you close the classroom door

you take extra cation to not allow yourself to be alone, which was hard as you had no friends to talk to and keep you safe from Taehyung.

And Taehyung could always, always find you.

cornered in a small space in the school library, predictable on your part.

"such a slutty little girl aren't you"

He pushes your head to the side, laughing at the way your lip trembles at the rough treatment, his slender fingers threading through the roots of your hair and pulling your face back to meet his uncaring eyes.

He tugs a little harder at your roots making you whine in discomfort, the sound like music to his ears, like a mouse in a trap. Tear starting to well up in your eyes, making them burn but you don't dare blink or look away, instead your eyes beg for mercy.

"oh come on little mouse, don't cry yet, I haven't even put my cock inside you, save those tears for when I fuck you"

His hand pats at your cheek, the twinge of pain of his palm against your cheek with each playful slap sending the tears down your face. fingers making dent in your flesh as he pulls your face close to his, other hand still locked into your roots. You try to keep yourself quiet, choking down your sobs and pleads for him to stop, you didn't want anyone to hear you in the silence of the library, his own voice barley above a whisper, making your skin crawl with goosebumps.

"Open up for me , open your slutty mouth"

You bite down on your lip and shake your head.

"please T-Taehyung"

His tongue runs across his teeth as they stretch into a cunning smirk. "oh and hands behind your back, agaisnt the wall" His fingers unlatching from your face to pry your mouth open, hushing you like a baby when you try and protest against him, two fingers slipping into your mouth making you gag, reaching the back of your throat with ease.

He flicks a stray hair from his face with the shake of his head, grinning to himself as you choke, tears running uncontrollably and your eyes red.

"God I love the sound of you begging for me, cant wait to hear you beg for me to feel my cock splitting you open and all you can do is beg and cry, doesnt that sound nice?" He fucks his fingers into your mouth, felling around the inside smooth flesh of your cheeks and the ridged bumps of your teeth before sinking them down your throat again, your throat closing up on them but Taehyung persists.

"Imagine my cock in your throat,  your throat was made for it , just a dumb messy little cockslut"

You try to speak past his fingers, drool spilling down his hand and down the sides of your mouth. He pulls his fingers from your mouth slowly, letting you breathe in a gasp of air.

"what was that?, I couldn't hear you"

you swallow down air and spit, trying to calm yourself as quietly as you could. "m not dumb"

Taehyung laughs, hunched over and supporting his weight on the bookshelves like what you said was incredibly dumb,  amusement dancing across his face when he faces you again, invading your personal space. "oh but you are, failing all your tests and assignments, thinking about cock when you should be studying"

It wasn't true, you were a good student.You close your eyes and shake your head, not allowing him to get to you.

His hands snake up your legs, palm resting flat, warm hand cupping between your legs and catching you off guard. You cant help the loud gasp echoing across the rows of books, squeezing your legs together.

"no don't"

Taehyung cocks his head and sucks air through his teeth, kicking your legs open with his shoes to make room for his hand.

"what, you don't want me to touch down here?"  he slipped his hand down the front of your panties, fingers sliding along your clit making him groan at how wet you are. your legs shaking ready to give out from fear.

"dirty little girl getting all wet for me, im just finishing what we started, your pussy fells just as wet as I thought it would"

You let his fingers play with your folds, elegant fingers sliding circles across your clit, fingers teasing your slit with a constant motion, the sounds of his fingers rubbing over you seemed so loud in the quiet space. A sudden shrill ring from a phone explodes the silence of the library, the annoyed sound of someone shushing and grumbling to turn the phone off. With his hand still down your underwear he answers his phone.

"Jimin, what's up?"

He continues to rub you slowly, looking down at your tear stained face that had mostly dried up with a pout of his lips, you could almost hear the coo coming from his face at your predicament.

"yea yea I'm listening, I'm in the library, bring Jungkook too" he shuts off his phone, sliding it back into his pocket.

"my friends are coming over here right now, I cant wait to show them how dumb you look, show them your wet little cunt"

you whine, pitiful and pathetic. Terrified of the other two seeing you in such a state, what if they want a turn next, you shudder at the thought as fear overtakes your body. "please Tae, ill do anything, just -d-dont" your voice comes out in hiccups, barley being able to stand or take the friction of his fingers. The pads of his fingers starting to stretch you open, sinking inside of you obviously tired of you babbling.

"anything? well from now on I want you to answer your phone every time I call you"

Your hand flies to your mouth to cover the sounds coming out of you, body working against you but you couldn't help it. His fingers were rough, sinking into you until there was an audible slap of his palm against your cunt every time he shoved his finger inside you, his other hand yanking away your hand covering your mouth, he wanted to see you force yourself to be quiet, the rough pace slowing to a dreadful grind.

"I promise, I promise, please"

You hear the familiar sound of his friends approaching, looking down every row of tall books.

"where's Taehyung?"

"Taehyung!"

"shhhhh!, what the fuck is wrong with you Jimin you cant just scream in the library" Jungkook punches him in the arm making Jimin hiss in pain and the force of the others fist.

"ow!"

"oh don't be such a bitch, I think I heard him at the back hurry up"

"Your Just mad I beat you in the last match, got the winning goal and everything"

"fuck off, lets go" Jungkook pulls Jimin by the arm, dragging him to the back of the library.

Your eyes widen, pleading to him with everything you could muster, a few more steps and they would walk in on you getting finger fucked, his hand drenched with the sloppy noises. A few more pumps of his fingers and you were gonna... "Taehyung,  -i!" and like that he pulls his fingers out of you, your skirt falling to your thighs and leaving you right on the brink of cuming all over his fingers.

Jungkook and Jimin turn the corner lost in their own bickering, conversation stopping as their eyes fall on you, your body shaking and legs squeezed together, the mass of Taehyungs body shielding you mostly from their view.

"were not interrupting ,  are we?" Jimin questions with a quirk of his brow, his tone low and suggestive, something you have never heard from his voice but its not like you have ever spoken to him or any of his friends before, only heard their conversations in the hallways or at the back of class. Jungkook stays silent, eyes on you but you don't dare look up from the ground.

"no, not at all, I was just helping y/n here reach a book" Taehyung reaches for a random hard spine book, his wet fingers glistening in the natural lighting giving the other two a clear imagine of what was really happening. He passes you the book, shoving it to your chest and walking away.

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Home was quiet, just how you liked it so you could really focus on your studying, the ache between your legs having subsided to a gentle simmer in your stomach and you had yet to do anything about it.

Still trying not to think about your failing grades and how your mother will react when she finds out, how mad and disappointed she will feel after all they she given you. all she has sacrificed for you to go the best school.

You wanted to shrivel up from embarrassment, still thinking about Taehyung no matter what you do to distract yourself. You had already changed out of your soiled underwear, trying to put on a clean pair but the friction of the material every time you moved, sparking arousal and sensitivity means you couldn't focus on your paper due tomorrow. Angerly ripping them off and throwing them to the floor.

You honestly just wanted to sleep, move schools and never look back but life was unfortunate and you didn't have a choice but to go back. you opt to wear a large oversized shirt and no underwear for the time being.

Telling yourself over and over that you weren't dumb, you were smart and you can finish your paper and get an A+, you just needed to focus. sitting down at your desk without anything to distract you as you start typing.

your fingers still on the keyboard, wanting nothing more then to cry when you hear a knock on your door, slaming your laptop shut. you had only been typing for 10 minutes and you were just about ready to cry or rip out your hair. opening the door yor face imminently softens and your back straightens knowing you would get a mouthfull if you frowned or gave attitude to your mother.

"y/n dear Mr Kim is here for dinner, be polite and come down to eat"

You find it hard to swallow, fingers griping the door in nerves. "but mum i really have alot of work-" "no buts and keep this door open or ill remove it from its hinges"

You had no choice but to do as she says. When you make your way down stairs Seokjin was already seated, waiting patiently for you and your mother to join him. His eyes meeting yours before moving down your bare legs, an inkling of a smile on his face as he greets you.

you bend at the waist making sure to bow respectfully to him, greeting him at the table as you sit in your respective seat. Your mothers face moves easily into a smile when she sees Seokjin, pouring  two glasses of wine, filling your own glass with water and placing it at your plate.

Your eyes glued to his fingers as he picks up the glass, swirling the sweet liquid before he takes a sip of the wine and hums in appreciation, his eyes on you the whole time before he sets it doen to praise your mother for the excellent choice, silky smooth on his tongue but he wasnt talking about the wine. He made the excellent choice of picking you, he’d like to thank your mother for making you… all for him.

Conversion flows between Seokjin and your mother, silent on your side of the table as you silently eat, not allowed to leave the table unless you eat everything on your plate.

"so how's my y/n doing in your class, she always loved lititure"

You slow your chewing before looking across the table at the two of them, Seokjin side eyeing you before sighing towards your mother. screaming to him in your mind to please not tell her about your recent scores. “she hasn't been doing the best, not as good as i know she can be but when you guys move in ill have alot more time to help her" Your mother face drops, only expecting to hear noting but praise for her daughters hard work, this is not how she raised you.

"y/n is that true"

Your mouth gapes an closes, trying to find the words to say but you come up with nothing, you worked hard but maybe Taehyungs constant tormenting has got to you, loosing out on precious study and mind too far gone to think about work and did he say move in ? Seokjin smiles into himself at your flushed state, stuttering mess as you try to push out the words.

"Mr Kim is moving in?"

Your mother shakes her head in anger. large dimond earing swaying a she shakes her head in disbelief.

"Thats all you heard ? your lucky that me and Seokjin-shi are getting married so he will be around alot more with his son to teach you and tutor you and no we are moving into his house”

You feel sick, stomach doing flips at the anger in her voice, her food untouched, you never liked when people yelled at you and you have to grip your chair. You jump when you feel the cool leather of a shoe at your foot, eyes flicking up to Seokjin as he watches you with heavy eyes just loving the way you squirm.

��Never in a thousand years expecting her to say she was getting married, to Seokjin. Your stunned to silence, always knowing she was seeing someone in secret but never did she once mention anything between the two of them. you didn't even knew he had a son.

"I know you must be shocked I was too when he proposed and I wanted to tell you later on but you really bring the worst out of me sometimes, his son is the same age as you so youll get along well"

You could hardly keep up with her talking when you feel the edge of his shoe slide further up your leg. You swallow broken glass, mouth dry as she rambles on. her voice nothing but white noise. Seokjins sweet voice reached out to you "are you okay y/n ? maybe you should go lay down, honey do we have any medicine?"

Your mother looks a little shocked, her soon to be husband already acting like a dad and she cant keep the smile from her face, …to Seokjin it was alot more then that.

"i-i dont feel well, can i be excused"

You hold onto your stomach to seem believable and your mother shoos you away saying she would talk to you about this later, the background noise of Seokjin telling her that you would come around soon and he will make sure to bond with you making you shiver. You move quickly, leaving the adults at the table as they talk about what to do with you.

When you get back in your room you make sure to leave the door open as to not anger your mother any more then you have, heart dropping when you see the bright illuminated screen of your phone on your bed, two miss calls from Taehyung. You suddenly forget all about the kitchen scenario, Taehyungs evil smile occupying our mind.

 You panic internally, racing to unlock your phone an call your tormentor back and hope you haven't made him angry enough to go back on his deal, surly he would understand that you were having dinner.

By the third ring of his number you were ready to throw up, was your window to answer over? what was he going to do to you tomorrow, you pick at a loose string on your blanket, dreading to hear the call flatline.

"y/n baby, I was just about to text my friends to see if they wanted to have some fun with you after class, its a shame you decided to call back because that would have been a sight"

  you shudder at the low menicing voice making something curl inside of you, pulling at your tear ducts and the tingle of fear induced arousal. A little gasp making it through the line to his ears.

"oh you like that do you, are you in your room?"

You clutch the phone closer to your ear, nodding your head, too afraid to speak but after a few seconds of dreadfully long silence you remember to actually talk. "yes"

"mm good girl, lay down on your bed for me"

your stomach dips at the praise, feeling lightheaded at at the husky voice telling you what to do in your ear. He could hear the rustling of you lying down on your bed, a small creak of springs as you do as your told, he couldn't wait  for the day he got to hear how your bed creaks when he fucks you into it, sooner then you think.

"comfortable ?"

"yes"

"good now take your panties off"

You still at the command. "i-i dont have any on"

you heard Taehyung groan into the phone, cussing to himself at your innocent tone, you really diddnt know what you did to him. "fuck, you dirty slut, do you walk around the house in nothing"

you shake your head, no you didn't do such things, you didn't like the way he talked to you but you bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything to make him upset "if I was your brother I would have fucked you on every surface of our house years ago, but your an only child aren't you baby, no one to bend you over and use you, no one to keep your greedy holes full"

A whine catches your throat at the filthy words. "d-dont say things like that, its wrong"

"No what's wrong is that im not there to fuck your virgin holes open on my cock so it looks like ill have to settle for second best for now, spread your legs"

your eyes fly to your open door, you cant close it because your mother would hear it shut but you didn't want to anger her. "i-i cant, I have to leave my door open"

Taehyung moans into your ear, static and grueling, you feel every inch of it.

"Even better, I knew you were a little exhibitionist slut, putting your cunt on display for anybody, spread your legs for me baby, wide" You take one last glance at the door and reluctantly open your legs, the long shirt bunching at your waist leaving you fully exposed to whoever decided to walk past. your just lucky your room is upstairs."o-ok I did what you said, can I go now?"

"uh uh uh little mouse, i haven't had my fun yet, put your fingers in your mouth and get them nice and wet for me, spit on them"You do as he says, covering your fingers in your own saliva and letting them hang in the air, feeling gross.

"now push two fingers into your greedy hole, tell me how it feels"

You felt embarrassment creep up your neck, only used to touching yourself with the door closed, lights off and under the covers of your blanket and certainty not with a guest downstairs and someone guiding you. "i- dont want to"

"You dont want to? well that's even better for me because ill get to watch you get passed around by my friends like a cocksleeve, getting you nice and full with different cum, when you get knocked up you wont even know who the father is"

"no ! ill do it, im sorry ill do it"

Your voice breaks, on the verge of tears as you move your fingers down, letting them trace over your slit and down to your entrance, an embarrassed whine when you feel that your already wet, sinking two fingers inside of you.

"God i can hear how wet you are, filthy slut getting off to my voice, thats all you need isn't it, someone to tell you what to do"

You continue to abuse your already swollen hole, the need to cum from being denied multiple times making you feel delirious already. a sudden creek in the floorboards has you opening your eyes in fright, Seokjin leaning against the frame of your door with his hands in his pockets, watching you glide your finger in and out, uncoordinated and slow.

You gasp much to loudly into the phone, closing your legs and trying to sit yourself up when he pushes you back down against the bed, a finger to his lips as he tells you to be quiet , pointing to the phone which displayed Taehyung name. you could hear Taehyung talking but you cover the phone with your hand nervously. "w-where is my mother"

Shame creeps up in red hives across your neck.

"I told her to go out and get some medicine because you said your not feeling good, I told her id take care of you while shes gone, is this where it hurts?"

His sleeve were rolled up his arm, nothing but his watch and a silver engagement ring on his hand as he opens your legs, pushing his fingers into you steadily, your clit sensitive and begging for attention but hardly getting any friction as he pulls them out and back in, you let out a broken moan when his fingers push all the way into the last knuckle, Seokjins cold façade no where to be seen as he fucks you slowly and expertly on his fingers.

"the phone sweetheart"

you lay your head back into the pillow and bring the phone back to your ear, now much harder to control your breathing and the squeaks of plesaure, much more pleasurable then your own fingers. you want to tell Seokjin to stop doing that, to stop fucking his fingers into you but you couldn't with Taehyung on the line, listening to the sloppy sound of you being fucked open, how mad he would be and the consequences if he sound out another man was touching you.

"I know it feels good baby, just a dumb baby that forgets how to speak when something's inside you"

"ts not true, n-not dumb"

"yes you are"

Seokjin removes his fingers from you slowly, easing them out and leaving you empty with your legs spread, his wet fingers opening your legs and silently instructing you to keep them open while he rummages through your draw, his frame blocking your sight so you couldn't see what he was doing. turning to face you this time without a smile, fixing himself between your legs again and silently instructing you to close your eyes. you don't hesitate, letting Taehyungs voice and breathy grunts calm you, giving you praise and hurtful words.

you gasp when you feel something prod at your entrance, opening your eyes to look down at what he was doing, the blunt rounded end of one of your thicker makeup brushes trying to push into you, your own slick dripping onto the handle as he slides the tip end of the brush inside despite the glassy layer of wetness in your eyes and you silent shake of your head, begging him to stop.

please please dont

He sits back on his heels as he watches the smooth handle sink further into you, feeling the slight restriction on the wand as you try to pull away, hips squirming and twisting on the bed at the feel of it penetrating you, he doesn't let you move away from it, pulling it out and back into you over and over, tip circling your entrance a few times before sinking into you teasingly.

Shallow wet thrust of the tip making the most embarrassing sounds before fucking it back into you.

When its fully inside you , you cant help the violated moan you let out, on the edge of crying at the new feeling of having something inside you, how good it felt to be full, Taehyung voice looping you back in.

"I love when you make those noises baby, you really do sound like a mouse with all that crying, it will be much worse when I get  my cock inside all your holes, do you want to be a useful cock sleeve or are you going to keep pissing me off"

Your body rocks every time Seokjins thrust it inside you, the smooth plastic stretching you, feeling every time the hilt of the brush was pulled to the tip driving you into a blabbering mess. Seokjins hand glides up your torso, pulling your shirt up to watch your breast bounce together.

"oh no...no.no" your walls squeeze around the wand of the brush, your clit visibly throbbing to be touched. "im gonna pee, please stop, stop daddy"

Your hands reach to hold into something, finding Seokjins hand that was firm against your thigh holding you open, your nails digging into him as you feel the slow pressure begging to release. Taehyungs voice growling in your ear.

"Dont you dare cum"

Seokjin snickers at your pained expression, he could hear his sons voice through the phone and slows his pace to an eventual stop and pulling it out. You whine in frustration and embarrassment when he slides it out of you, not remembering when you had dropped the phone onto the bed but you could still hear Taehyungs laughter, a different type of evil.

The sound of your front door opening and the clicks of your mothers heels. Tears streaming down your face for being denied to cum again. Taehyung is still talking when Seokjin slips out of the room, Making up an excuse to his fiancé that he had to use the upstairs bathroom, the wine just going through him. He seals it off with a kiss to her cheek as he takes the shopping bag from her. It wasn't all a lie, the downstairs toilet bowl ocupied with all the medicine he flushed down while she went to get you from your room, his fiancé looking for the Advil with a confused look on her face, telling him she would be back and she had to run and get some more.

Taehyung was still talking to you through your tears. "awww what a little cry baby, I didn't fucking tell you to stop touching yourself, i cant hear your creamy little cunt making noises so put your fingers back now"

Anger and confusion bubbles up inside you, you really didn't think before you were picking the phone back up, hands turning white as you spit out, "FUCK YOU!" ..... ".... fuck me?"

His voice was barley audible and then the line went flat.

You were terrified and could only think of one thing, one thing to end it all. You steady your phone in your shaky hands and message Mr Kim

Y/n: I accept your offer

Seokjin; Good girl, I’ll see you tomorrow

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School was hell

You didn't want to go back

You didn't want to eat alone or deal with people acting like you didn't exist

you didn't want to face either Taehyung or Seokjin ever again

You didn't know what Taehyung was going to do to you after what you said

You had begged your mother to let you have the day off but she shrugs you off with a disappointed glare, testing your temperature and deeming you fine to attend school and insisting that she even drop you off. How unfortunate you must be to run into Taehyung first thing in the morning, grabbing things for class out of your locker slowly while other people were running around, last few people collecting their things and rushing to their first class.

You didn't see it coming, your body being slammed into the male toilets, shoulder striking against the thick push door, all the air pushing out of your lungs before you could manage to scream or grunt in pain when you fall onto the dirty tiled floor, books and laptop sweeping across the ground. You whimper when your pulled by your arm off the floor, your clean dress shoes leaving scuff marks as you try to pull away, weak protest on your tongue as you are shoved against the bathroom sink.

Your eyes widen when your met with Taehyung vicious smirk through the smudged mirror, hiking your skirt up and over your ass. You try to fight back but are silenced with a violent slap to your ass, the sound bounces off the walls and you stop moving, a silent scream bubbling into a small cry.

"now you get it dummy, don't make a fucking sound"

You meet his eyes in the reflection, your eyes red and wanting the let the tears spill over as he pulls down your underwear, letting them dangle on the dirty floor. He lifts one of your knees up onto the sink, your legs wide open for him to do whatever he wanted, pain pulsing through your thigh from the harsh fall, your shoulder equally sore as you try to hold yourself up.

"dont move or its your cunt ill be slapping next"

you bend your head down, not wanting to let him see you cry . your leg holding your weight starting to shake when you hear him rummage around his pockets, pulling something out.

"your lucky I don't just use you as my personal toilet after how you spoke to me like that"

You open your mouth wanting to tell him it was an accident, instead you keep your head down only jumping when you hear the sound of a bottle opening the click of a cap and squeeze of liquid then hissing when two warm fingers slide inside you, you grip the sink at the weird tingling you feel but don't dare speak again or ask what he was doing.

"This is going up your hole for the whole day for being such a dirty slut" he holds up the egg shaped toy, twisting it in his fingers to show you every angle of it. "no, please Tae, someone is going to walk in"

His long fingers rub over you perineum, filtering up to your ass hole before slapping his hand back down onto it and then your cunt, you muffle your strangled cry into your hands. letting the sting settle before you suck in a breath of shaky air. "I think that's what you want, isnt it, for someone to walk in and use your holes, id love to tie you to a cubical and come back at the end of the day and see how well you are used?"

You hear him use the bottle of liquid again before the warm slicked up egg rubs across your slit, over your clit before he pushes it inside you, the tingling sensation was nauseating, brain numbing as heat spreads across your slit and deep inside your walls. Taehyung finishes with placing the opening of the bottle at your opening and squirting more inside you.

"Maybe another time because i want to play with you today, this is warming lube and its gonna make you feel all fuzzy and dumb, also ill know if you take out the toy"

Taehyung pulls your leg back down to keep the lube inside, picking up your discarded underwear and pulling them back up you legs until they were snug against you. "Becasue I have this" he shows you a small controller in the same colour. He pressed the button and chuckles at the way you clench, hands reaching to steady yourself on the sink at the inescapable pleasure of vibrations inside you, the heating lube stimulating your walls and blood flow intill you were pulsating.

He clicks it off.

"so ill know if you don't have it in"

He wipes a few stray tears from the corner of your eyes , his fingers soothing in your hair giving you only a brief moment of reassurance, leaning down to peck the height of your cheekbone before he turns to leave, stepping over the mess of your books on the floor. you gather your book on wobbly legs and leave before someone would walk in and see you shaking, the halls empty as you make your way to class.

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you couldn't concentrate on anything during the day as Taehyung played with the controls, vibrations spreading tingles of pleasure through your body making you think of nothing except for chasing the high you desperately wanted, brain fog deterring you form taking in any information during all your classes. 

The warming lube doesn't wear off either, keeping you wet and tingly for the whole day until all you could think about was being filled and allowed to cum.

Walking into Seokjins class, last lesson of the day almost in tears but you were just happy the day was almost over, tired to clenching down around the buzzing toy, you make your way to your seat only to see it taken, you had assigned seats so this was confusing.

 You walk up to the student but close your mouth when he turns to you, Jungkook looking you up and down with testy expression, raising his eyebrow at you daring to speak to him. 

Yoongi beside him having looked up from his phone to you when he hears Jungkook stop speaking.

you feel like you cant breathe, Taehyungs threats lingering in your mind when you make eye contact with them, legs turning stiff and refusing to move. Yoongi glares at you before looking back to his phone. "is she stupid or what". Jungkooks mouth stretches into a laugh at that, eyes still glued to you silently tormenting you, moving down your body.

"y/n, back here"

You feel a sigh of relief at Taehyungs voice calling you, something you never thought you would like to hear. you turn, trying to look for Taehyung and stopping short as you come face to face with Jimin, his lips falling into a subtle smile at your wide eyes, you immediately look to the ground and apologise.

"you shoud watch where your going, hate to knock such a small thing like you over"

You were not small but his words made you feel tiny, bowing your head and trying to move around him. You were actually happy to see Taehyung, sitting in the back seat  with his legs over the desk, twirling the pen between his fingers expertly. smile wide on his cheeks as you approach him. He pats the seat next to him on the joined desk.

  This wasnt going to be good but its better then the suffocating tension of being near his friends, not totally getting away unscathed when you notice Namjoon and Hoseok, his other friends sitting infront of you at their joined desk, the sight of Hoseok giving you chills. you never liked him despite his smiling complexion, a gut feeling to make sure to stay away.

you take your seat next to Taehyung, a little bit of weight lifted from your shoulders just glad to be away.

"the weather is pretty nice today isnt it"

You turn your head to him, confused at the friendly conversation starter. His fingers drumming over the worn out wood of the desk, graffitied with all sorts of pen markings. you missed your clean desk up near the front.

"um, yea its nice"

He smiles at you, the unfamiliar warm smile he sends you making you feel weird, an off feeling wrenching your gut but it was nice, the little pull of his lips calming you to relax into your seat.

He continues to drum his fingers into the desk, your legs bouncing in nerves to the beat, Mr Kim pushing his glasses up his nose when pulls out a marker, underlining the incestuous acts of Greek mythology, explaining how Zeus Took His Daughter Persephone's Virginity, he described the acts as if it was poetry and you tense as Seokjin tells the story, his eyes seeming to keep landing on you in the back as he recites some lititure on the subject, your legs bouncing up and down.

Tahehyungs voice in your ear and hand closing over your knee makes you jump.

"your so tense baby, is this turning you on?"

His hand moves up your thigh, a condescending coo in his voice when you shake your head, begging him not to do anything. "your sweating baby, here lets take these off, it will feel better"

You feel Taehyungs fingers pull down your underwear slowly, his fingers trailing down your legs and ignoring your begging for him not, without them you would leak everywhere.

"Taehyung please"

He collects the fabric in his hands, shoving the wet underwear in his pocket before reaching back to his goal, spreading your legs open under the desk and lifting your skirt until he could see your red swollen clit, pulsating with a need to be touched "wow your dripping into the chair, does it feel good inside you"

Seokjins voice booms across the room.

"ok everyone if you could please hand in your assignments to me now, no groaning or excuses today because I sent out a email last night to all of you reminding you, if you didn't complete it then you will have detention"

your face pales, completely forgetting the assignment, having to deal with Taehyung making your life hell and Seokjin distracting you last night, you couldn't get it done.

Taehyung  pulls one of your legs into his lap, pulling your legs apart even further making you clench around the toy to keep it in. the toy starts to vibrate inside you on the smallest setting, Taehyung reaching his finger down to play with your entrance

"Taehyung please, not here"

"I own you and this cunt now you understand and it seems your little audience likes it aswell"

you face the front of the class, locking eyes with Namjoon and Hoseok as their eyes watch Taehyung finger you, all the warming lube leaking onto the chair. your try to desperately close your legs, embarrassment and fear but Taehyung keeps you open for their eyes.

"I might just change my mind, I wouldn't mind whoring you out to my friends "

The bell silences your whine, your brain foggy and stunned as you lean your head against the desk

"Y/n, Taehyung please stay where you are, ill be right back you both have detention"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

notes: yes they will both fuck her in part 2 and maybe a ot5 (taehyungs friends) gangbang                                                                                 

[junicai]

Relationship with SuperM

➣ BAEKHYUN ☾ baekaria

before being thrown into a supergroup together, aria and baekhyun hadn’t really spoken 

they’d seen each other around the building, and aria was an avid supporter of exo so of course she knew who he was but she wasn’t expecting him to know who she was 

so when aria walked into the practice room and was greeted by baekhyun waving her over and calling her name

sue her if she was a little stunned 

their relationship was a little stilted at the beginning

between the age gap, and baekhyun not having a girl member in a group before, it took a few weeks for the two of them to figure out their dynamic and where they fit around each other 

eventually though

they settled into a pretty comfortable situation

baekhyun tries to put her at ease as much as possible 

there is 8 years in the difference, but you’d swear that its less than half 

although he’s playful and generous with the teasing like he is to other members 

he’s careful to avoid certain topics when it comes to aria, just out of respect for her and not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable

this came to fruition after kai unknowingly made a small comment on how aria “must have been hungry”, considering how fast she was eating

baekhyun knew he didn’t mean anything by it, but he watched aria slowly put down her chopsticks and reach for the bottle of water beside her instead

he didn’t see her eat for the rest of the evening

did kai get in trouble? no but he did get hit lightly over the head

when aria does something cool - like a spin or a trick - baekhyun is the first to say “that’s my child. i raised her, look how well i taught her” 

ten: “heY-”

tldr: although they’re not the closest, aria’s slowly grown more comfortable around him, and he’s looking out for her all the time 

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

200829 Knowing Brothers: when baekhyun brought up the members of superm all showering together to get closer quickly, heechul quickly pounced on aria - the girl slowly moving to put her head in her hands. 

“and where was aria during all of this? don’t tell me you brought her to?”

baekhyun: “well of course we did-” 

aria: “NO I STAYED OUTSIDE HE’S A LIAR DON’T LISTEN TO HIM!”

*cue baekhyun laughing his ass off*

➣ TAEMIN ☾ arimin

aria thought she was going to die

there was absolutely no plausible reason that she should be in a group with The Taemin

he was highkey the reason why she had even accepted her position in sm at the very beginning of her training

this man convinced a fifteen year old to give up the sport she’d been doing her entire life 

his impact  (*¯ ³¯*)♡

please stand by while aria tosses herself off a bridge

she was So Formal at the beginning

he honestly was the member she took the longest time to warm up to - because she had idolized him for so long

will still refer to him as taemin-ssi occasionally, but now its less a formality and more of a tease

this boy was shook when he found out how young aria was - mark and lucas he can deal with because at least they’re 1999, but aria....

“2000??? 2000?” 

he said :O

despite their rocky start, they’re quite comfortable around each other, especially after spending a few nights rooming together over the tour

does aria still look for his validation in a lot of her work? yes, but she’s more open about asking for it now then she would have been 

taemin definitely doesn’t have a favourite kid and it’s definitely not aria no why would you think that

aria really out here collecting parents like pokémon 

gotta catch em all~

he looks out for her a lot during their schedules, mainly because he knows what its like to be the youngest in a group and how it can feel a little like you don’t really have a place there

so he always makes sure to include her where possible 

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

sitting in a circle in a waiting room while mark toy-ed around with the guitar in his lap, aria sat curled in the corner, humming lightly to herself as taemin sang softly along with mark playing “view”.

quietly, she began to sing soft backing harmonies along with taemin, her eyes still attached to her phone in her hands.

when she felt the device being tugged out of her hands and her being pulled upright by another hand on her arm, she looked up to see taemin smiling brightly, still singing 

cue the impromptu concert of a lifetime: with god tier vocals

➣ KAI ☾ kairia

so, they met

and kai just kinda went: mine.

and that was that really 

its like a puppy refusing to give up its favourite chew toy 

“nooo but its my turn to room with aria :(”

never really did the whole awkward, getting to know each other phase? 

not that aria had any real say in it

but jongin point blank refused to engage in small talk with her

so they ended up spending their nights on the superm tour talking about stuff ranging from why the sky is blue to why aria stopped ice skating

she started crying and he did not handle it well, bless him

although he’s super chill and fun to be around

he’s also the only non-nct member that seriously scolds her 

when he found her in a practice room lying on the ground (she was Resting, thank you very much) at three in the morning, he dragged her out without a word and brought her back to her dorms in silence 

aria knew he was mad at her, but she thought it was because he had to borderline carry her four blocks down to the nct dorms 

“no you idiot, im angry because you thought that instead of coming to one of us for help with the bits you’re struggling with, you figured hey. let’s pass out instead.” 

he’s so affectionate with her

you know how lucas and kai have Intense Brothers Energy

well aria has that, little sister vibe that makes kai want to wrap her in a blanket and carry her everywhere

she’d hate that, if he tried that she’d scream (he did try that, this is coming from past experience)

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

kai chucking aria like a cannon ball into the pool during the filming of mtopia when she refused his hugs.

“oppa, oppa no im sorry ill give you all the hugs you want, oppa, JONGIN-OPPA NO NO NO NO -”

*sploosh*

➣ TAEYONG ☾ ariyong

taeyong took one look at aria the first time she showed up for group practice and immediately adopted her (not literally but he would if he could)

eomma meets highly protective brother meets life coach type beat?

so so soft for her its sickening 

says he doesn’t have favourites and will then spend an hour cooking for aria because she’s been in the studio the whole day and he knows she hasn’t eaten yet

when aria was given a duet to do for the sm stages, she had to pick another member to do it with and her first choice was taeyong 

she always has said that taeyong is one of the pillars keeping her upright and sane - without him she wasn’t sure if she would have been able to complete her training 

because of all the schedules they share together, if aria isn’t rooming with mark then she’s definitely rooming with taeyong

whenever she does his makeup (more often than you’d think) she point blank refuses to cover his scar, even when he asks her to do so

“please? i don’t like it.” “*gasp* how dare you.”

sleepy aria! snuggling into taeyong’s shoulder when a schedule ran late!

he gets uncomfy when the stylists put her in too revealing clothes, and has spoken to them on numerous occasions about dressing her in age-appropriate attire, no matter how “sexy” the concept might be

he keeps little bags of sugar-dusted strawberry sweets in his bag incase she forgets to eat and feels faint after the last time (they used to be blueberry flavoured but he heard donghyuck throwing out any and all “blueberry-contaminated” food one evening)

taeyong doesn’t tolerate hate towards aria, especially in person, so he always makes sure to sit down the line from her so that he can see when people skip her intentionally 

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT. 

taeyong had just been awarded the single bedroom on the last night of the mtopia series, and was staring off into the corner looking rather uncomfortable. aria, who was meant to be rooming with baekhyun, looked over and saw his mouth curled downwards slightly. 

“baekhyun-oppa, is it ok if i room with taeyongie-oppa tonight? i ran out of my tablets, and he has some in his bag..”

baekhyun looked down at her with a small smile and agreed, while the edited captions on the video appeared with the words, “a cute maknae asking to room with a younger member..”

➣ TEN ☾ tenaria

Whipped™

so so gone for her its upsetting actually

yangyang and aria share the position of his baby

except aria willingly accepts the title while yangyang would rather fling himself from a rooftop

ten’s instagram is half his cats, half miyazu aria

he posts her dancing practice on his story a lot, with a variety of captions ranging from “thats my baby  ♡( ◡‿◡ )” to “yah that’s not right…(눈_눈)”

such an enabler for her bad ideas

aria wants to go shopping at 4am? ten agrees, now they’re sitting by han river eating ice cream

pls he’s gonna get her in so much trouble one day

when they walk together, ten likes to take her hand and put it in his pocket

its under the pretense of not wanting her to get lost

he just wants to hold her hand

yes he has lost her in a shopping mall, and NO it wasn’t his fault

ten always complains that they never have schedules together and he misses his baby

“we have superm-” “I NEVER SEE YOUUUU (ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ”

if they’re in the same room ten is either watching her out of the corner of his eye, or is actually wrapped around her like a boa constrictor

hugs n kithes all around

only he is allowed make fun of her mistakes in dancing

anyone else gets deaded. he will fight for her honor how dare you insult his baby

sm give these ttwo a dancing duo video pls

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

the first and only time aria and ten had a duet was during their last concert on superm’s first world tour. during the second half of ten’s solo performance, aria emerged from the left side of the stage, coming to join him in the centre stage. no one had ever seen aria as serious as she was then, both herself and ten becoming completely different people in the moment. midway through, aria spun with her back to ten and leaped backwards into the air - eyes closed - completely trusting ten to be where she needed him to be to catch her.

➣ LUCAS ☾ arihei

besties

please they’re so cute together - tol child next to tini child she barely comes up to his chest :(

bear hugs

he just swamps her in his arms, and when he doesn’t feel like being bent over he picks her up

complains that she’s too heavy but then immediately after will throw her around like a softball

someone tell this man to be careful with her she’s not a barbie doll

singular braincell energy

don’t get it wrong, they’re both super smart

so it’s just - being smort together, but then nearly dying because neither of them remembered that you couldn’t eat raw cookie dough when there are eggs in it

she adores how he’s so confident in the things that he does - like convincing the entire nct fandom that he was fluent in english? king behaviour

so aria looks up to him (literally) but also because she wants to have that confidence some day

lucas says they’re not close and then aria pouts and he takes it all back

nczennies made a 14 minute compilation titled “lucas melting like a popsicle in australia for aria”

and literally what the title tells you, this man goes :(( when he sees her

lucas was actually the person to convince her to go ahead with the [redacted] proposal - and reminded her that it was too good an opportunity to pass up just because she felt like she was outgrowing the boys

he’s so proud of her

and she’s so proud of him

they’re so proud of each other and it makes nczennies want to cry because they never are seen together

sm stop separating the platonic soulmates first markhyuck and now arihei smh

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

during a photoshoot, aria was standing off to the side of the boys, dressed in white suit to contrast the boys’ black ones. the photographer was calling out to her to get her to move closer, but she couldn’t hear him from so far away, and so lucas (who was on the end) just walked over to her, gripped her by the biceps and lifted her vertically and to the left a little bit. 

“luc-LUCAS?”

“you had to move :)”

➣ MARK ☾ mari

½ of the best friend crew

honestly at the beginning, mark and aria weren’t very close, having only really seen each other in passing or with johnny

but after being dropped into training together the two quickly became fast friends, and now they’re borderline inseparable

you thought you knew pain? watch aria’s reaction to mark’s graduation from dream :)

mark’s the reason why aria felt confident enough to pitch some of her lyric ideas to the team, after staying up until 4am to help her make some edits so she was as confident as possible

kinda just, rests his head on her shoulder? and wraps his arms around her waist when he’s tired

mari being confused in foreigner: ???

aria said once in a vlive that she finds mark really comforting to be around - when she feels stressed or worried about something she’ll go to mark’s room and just sit on his bed for a while

aria is so close with his parents - “ahh, how’s my favourite child” “i’m doing great mom.” “no not you, how’s aria?” “wh-hu-MOM?”

you’d swear sometimes mark is younger than her, considering the pout he puts on and how much he whines when they’re not on the same team together for promotions

mark big protecc boi but also little small cuddly boi

they’re so soft for each other ( ╥ω╥ )

in one of the fancams for mark’s solo stage during superm, someone zoomed into aria singing along with him in the wings and dancing to herself with the Proudest Smile™

he’s! so! proud! of! her! constantly! she could be walking and he’d be like “omg get it”

when aria refuses to get up and make herself food (this happens way too often, she just gets into the groove of her work and doesn’t want to move) mark gets her to by threatening to do it himself

consistently caught by czennies just standing behind her and holding her hand in crowded areas - airports, waiting rooms, etc.

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENT.

mark and aria were standing off to one side as the mc explained the rules of the game they were about to be playing. mark looked totally confused, and elbowed aria in her side before looking down and mouthing “what?” to her. aria opened her mouth, before closing it and looking down at the ground, muttering to herself, “결합… 結合….. le chéile…. le… le.. oh oh - combined! we have to put them together, markie.”

and thus, a new confusion meme was born

[kidmetsu-no-yaiba]

What They Do When You’re Having A ‘Split’ And Become Angry  

This includes: Tsukishima, Kuroo, Bokuto, Kita, Suga, Ennoshita, Ushijima

This is just how I perceive them as what they would do for a best friend/romantic partner that experiences BPD anger in a similar way as I do. Also I'm off my stabilizers haha..ha.

Also none of these are meant to be mean about the characters I literally chose my faves for this.

Uh TW for bpd I guess?

Gender Neutral reader bay bee

Tsukishima (Not the trigger):

Doesn’t even recognize it at first, thinks its just a normal bad day from work

After, like, 30 minutes of you just sitting there and glaring at your phone without talking or even changing your expression he starts to get a clue.

Goes about his normal chores that upset you, but he plays your “Calming” playlist out loud on his phone just loud enough for you to hear

If he’s exhausted every chore and you still haven’t talked, he purposefully looks for funny or interesting news articles about stuff you like and reads the headlines out to you to get you to look at him or talk

Once you start at least looking at him, hopefully talking too, begins trying to coax out what triggered you

Ignores if you make any outright mean or just passive aggressive comments towards him instead of answering but will get aggressive in return

If he manages to get What Happened out of you he immediately calls you an idiot. Regardless of what it is. Is a mean comforter.

“Getting mad over your best friend talking on the phone too long while you’re hanging out isn’t an excuse to be mean”

“You’re stupid if you think it’s your fault that your friends aren’t paying attention to you, not everything is about you.”

It hurts but, it works even if sometimes it feels like he’s going a Bit Too Far

Will watch comforting videos or shows with you if it calms you down but that's about it. Very big on “You’re an adult and I’m not your psychiatrist, figure it out yourself.”

Kuroo (Is the trigger):

Instantly recognizes the Shut Down while teasing you, when you stop responding, your face is blank except for your down turned eyes.

‘Oh I’ve Fucked Up™’ is his immediate thought

“Y/N you know I didn’t mean that right? We were just playing, I’m sorry!” “Don’t you have a proposal to finish.”

Immediate shoulder drop. Is also upset now but decides to wait a little bit before trying to calm you.

After 30min or so of you hiding under your blanket he decides it’s time to try and pull you out of your head.

Cooks your most aromatic favorite food so the smell wafts into your room

Blasts your comfort playlist on a speaker and loudly sings along to it

When you still don’t come out when the food is done, sits outside the door saying “oh FUCK this shit is BUSSIN’” comically loud, overexaggerates your favorite things about it outloud.

When you eventually give in, just to get some food, he corners you with his body

“What about what I said upset you?” As a genuine question, not a mean one

After you explain, he lets you eat and offers a sincere apology when you finish

Offers to draw a bath with your favorite scent if it’ll help you. It does.

Bokuto (Is the trigger):

You came home and Bokuto had the tv up high while watching tiktoks and listening to music. After a moment the tea kettle went off. Before turning it off he realized you had walked in and bounded over to you. There were Too Many Noises.

He tried to talk over the noise but realized your eyes were boring into his and you had The Look

Also a ‘Oh I’ve Fucked Up™’

Rushes to take the kettle off the heat and turn off his phone before checking on you only to see you’ve already gone in and shut the bedroom door. You didn’t even take your shoes off..

Big pouty, sulky fool. Mopes around for a bit after turning off all the noise in the house.

Eventually looks for other things that upset you and finds that the house is, kind of a mess actually. Decides to clean as quietly as possible.

Does all of your least favorite chores first incase you re-emerge from the bedroom too soon

When everything seems to be done he opens your door and finds you tucked into bed and scrolling on your phone, very quiet music playing from it.

It was only 5pm but he took off his street clothes and climbed into bed as well. 

Absolutely gets up behind you and grabs you around your waist and snuggles in without saying anything even though he wants to

When you finally feel comfortable you look over your shoulder to see Bokutos already fallen asleep. Idiot. 

You order takeout for when he wakes up because, even though he tried his hardest to be quiet, you could hear him washing the dishes and didn’t want to ruin the work he did for you

Kita (Not the trigger):

Very straightforward the second he realizes you are Not Good

"Y/N if you tell me what's wrong it'll end quicker" 

When you don't even look at him he still continues talking "We both know you hate when you're like this. It'll make you feel better if you just talk to me even if you don't want to."

Is fairly stern when talking to you at the beginning. Not mean but just very much like 'this is going to get done whether or not you cooperate.'

If you don't cooperate then he begins to ignore you until you snap and eventually scream and air out everything that's wrong and what triggered you. 

Goes through everything you said with you and gives you an objective perspective although it basically boils down to "I know you can't help it but your ego is hurting you. Not Everything Is About You."

Once your conversation on that is over he asks if you want him to watch tiktok or listen to music or something with you

 Suga (Is the trigger):

He hadn’t meant to ignore you all day. He’d woken up before you and been so busy at work all day he didn’t get a chance to text. It was the club he advised’s meeting day and it was dragging on longer than usual, he hadn’t texted anyone all day to be fair

When he finally comes home he’s confused as to why you’re tucked in on the couch

“Hey Y/N you tired? Sorry I didn’t get a chance to talk today there was a lot of bureaucratic shit going on and then the club president decided we were all going to stay until the end of the activity. Kids am I right?” He laughs and smiles towards you but you continue to ignore him

After some physical encouragement, poking and whatnot, it dawned on him that you are Probably Going Through It

Jesus Christ

Immediately decides he is not having it and moves your legs off the couch so he can sit next you

“Y/N I looovvveeee youuuuu~~~” He says as he pulls you to him by the shoulders “I love you I love you I love youuu” 

Just babbles honestly, goes on and on about how he didn’t mean to ignore you and how he was honestly busy but he’s here now

And like yeah, he is here now so eventually you level out and let yourself be coddled for a bit longer

Makes pinky promises that he promises to text you when he’s busy or going to be running late

Also runs you a nice bath just in case

Ennoshita (Not the trigger):

Knows what's going on because he’s been watching you stare at the tv for about 20 minutes but, the tv is off. 

Is objective with his words like Kita but with more emotional appeal

“Y/N I know you’re in the middle of something but when you’re ready, I’ll be ready to listen to you,”

If, after a while, you don’t make any effort to talk to him he tries to point you in a better direction than staring at walls and moping around

“You don’t have to talk to me but I found a tiktok I think you’d enjoy” or “You know you haven’t tried that new nail polish you bought a bit ago” 

Is okay with just letting you figure it out on your own so you can apply the stuff you’ve worked on with your psychiatrist but will feel a little guilty if he doesn’t say anything at all

Will do anything that you need to get done but aren’t because of your episode like dishes or tidying your room

Ushijima (Not the trigger):

First of all, calls your episodes “tantrums”

Literally has no clue when you’re in an episode unless you tell him, he is not very bright

If you do tell him that you’re having issues he defaults to trying to use physical affection against whatever it is that you’re feeling

May or may not make you angrier by doing that

Although he wasn’t the original trigger, him being so dense might override it tbh

Like you love him but oh my god oh my god oh my god how have you survived this long 

Eventually decides “I do not know how to deal with this” and just leaves. He goes to the store and gets the shopping done for the next 2 weeks and gets some cool looking snacks. 

Thinks ‘well I’m already out, I might as well get the car washed’ after, turns into ‘Oh Y/N needed to get their new prescription too..’ ‘I think I remember a discussion about their package getting stuck at the post office..’

Literally accidentally does every single errand that needed to be done for the next month because he didn’t want to go home and upset you more

When he finally comes back home with 50lbs worth of shit from errands you’re like ????? because how did he know that you were stressed about all the house stuff that needed to be done????? 

It’s not an instant mood changer but you definitely go from seemingly uncontrollable rage to ‘Okay I was being a bit much’ but as you watch him prep veggies before storing them away the way you usually do it, you level out

He is unaware you’ve levelled out so he tries to remember the coping skills you said you talked about with your psychiatrist and you are deeply confused when he asks you to open your palm and places an ice cube in it

When you realize what’s going on you laugh and tell him you’re okay and apologize for how you were being earlier and explain what triggered you

He gives you the cool looking snacks

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Love Shot

CHAPTER 1

A/N: Hello lovelies, Ive been working on this piece for quite a while now and im finally ready to post it. This was inspired by one of my favorite fics of all time, Good Girl, but given my own little twist. I hope you all love Love Shot as much as I do.

Pairing: Exo x Reader

Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff

WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |

I let a smile touch my lips before taking a deep breath in, nodding once at the crisp evening air before turning to lock the door of my new combined studio and apartment. It was the first day where fall really felt like fall. The scent of rain lingered under the dense clouds and the sun was already halfway gone.  I had moved back to Seoul only three months ago after being gone for only a little under a year. I had originally came to Seoul to get my masters in painting and painting theory,  though I quickly gained enough local fame and connections that no one could quite understand why I left. So I came back.

I stood on the side of the road, my arm outstretched as I wait for a cab. My closest friend from school in the city was opening his gallery tonight and from the posts on my snapchat I could tell a lot of old classmates were already there. Song Mino was the first friend I made when I first moved here. He was talented and refused to fit into the art box the professor tried to force all his students into, as if art should be something someone else tells you to do. It should be your own thing. We had that in common. My style is simplistic. Aesthetic. Easy to look at, but the more you look the more you see behind the top layer. We both strived to challenge the viewer, and because of that we grew really close in our attempt to stick it to the man.

The first show is always the biggest event of an artist's career, and knowing I was seconds away from Mino’s brought another smile to my face as excitement seemed to run through my toes. I couldn't believe how hard he had been working, despite him refusing to let me see anything he had made to showcase.

The gallery itself was breathtaking, I couldn't help but note the obviously more ‘manly’ stain he had chosen for the wooden columns that broke the continuous glass of the front of the gallery. I was the one who helped him make his mind up. I took it in as it was its own work of art before I even walked up the short staircase to the front doors. The tall white walls were similar to my own space, but his had matching wooden floors and walls that were scattered around the room that broke your vision from seeing everything at once. I gave myself another smile as I noticed familiar faces of old classmates and Professors.

It didn't surprise me when I first walked in that I was being asked about the past year and how I’ve been. I was hard to miss, not just because I stood taller than a majority of the women in the room. The constant questioning reminded me why I chose to fail at reaching out when I got back. I made a point to keep trying to catch eye contact with Mino, who only seemed to mask the chuckle from escaping his lips, choosing to leave me to struggle with the boring repetition of the conversations I was having. I finally found the opportunity to excuse myself and all but power walk over to Mino, pretending not to see anyone else I recognized.

“American style!” He said excitedly, pulling me into a hug.

“Don't you ever leave me to the wolves like that again” I whispered in his ear before pulling back. “Mino this is awesome, I’ve only seen a few pieces but im so proud of you!” I said covering up my mild threat before hugging him tightly again. He chuckled with bright eyes before giving my arms a squeeze.  His eyes widened as he remembered the man standing next to him.

“Y/n, this is Junmyeon. He is a curator who graduated a few years before us. I've been telling him about your work.” He said as my attention moved to the slick haired man.

“You were talking about me at your own opening?” I said reaching for his hand to shake it.

“I actually asked specifically about you.” Junmyeon said with a soft smile that slowly grew.

“Oh, wow.” I tried to get out past the sound of my heart fluttering at his radiant smile. “Its very nice to meet you then.”

I was informed that Junmyeon was planning on stopping by my studio in the next few days, which brought on a new wave a nerves I've never experienced before. It wasn't until Mino placed his hand on my back to excuse the two of us could I finally breathe.

“Jesus, why is he so intimidating?” I said looking back over my shoulder as he dipped his chin to take a sip of his drink.

“If you think he’s intimidating your crazy” Mino said, leading me over to the first piece he wanted to show me.

“Did he asked to buy any of your work?” I asked before he could change the topic.

“All of it.” Mino said with a big smile.

“All of it?!”

“Yes. He’ll probably buy a lot of your stuff too. It’s more his style anyways.”

“Oh my god.” I said shaking my head.

I let Mino take control of the conversation as he began to explain the clay molded figure in front of us. I spent the rest of my time there following Mino around, while sipping on my wine and listening to him talk. Even though, as much as I was paying attention, it was hard to get your mind off of Junmyeon.

“Promise me you wont sell this one. I know you promised everything but see if this one could be an exception. I want to buy it.” I said pointing at a tall, organic figure of a woman. The memory of when Mino had made it flooded back as it was my first time to ever pose for another artist.

“Ill ask.” he said smiling before taking my hand and leading me to the next piece.

I tried to stay as late as I could. Mino was off somewhere talking art leaving me once again to be interrogated by my former classmates who all seemed to be very smug about the fact that I had yet to have an opening. It didn't matter what valid excuse I would give, they only cared that it hasn't happened yet. Thankfully I must have looked as uncomfortable as I felt since a hand wrapped around my arm to pull me back. I was just about to thank Mino for coming back and saving me when I turned to face Junmyeon.

“You didn't look too excited about that.” He said looking back over to the three girls who were all staring with confused and almost jealous looks in their eyes.

“Good to know it was obvious.” I said taking a sip of wine. Just as I was about to say something else Mino walked up.

“I think I'm going to head out. I have a pick up early in the morning.” I said, trying not to make it sound like I was at my ropes end with the girls who had added whispering to their staring. I smiled and quickly kissed Mino’s cheek softly before turning to Junmyeon and shaking his hand again, trying to do so without having to hear a protest from Mino.

The air outside sobered me up a little, and because of how nice it was outside I couldn't help but smile and start to walk down the sidewalk. Mino’s studio wasn't that far from mine, just a few blocks down and a horseshoe turn away, so I placed my hands in my coat pocket and began to walk. I let my eyes wander from the fashion that was passing me to the way the lights reflected off the puddles left from the rain that morning. Just as I was really starting to enjoy my walk the sky opened again, soft raindrops falling from the sky.

I sighed, of course this would happen. Clocking where I was I dipped into an alley, deciding the fastest way to get out of the rain in my heels would be to cut through the alleyways. Usually this idea was fine. I would maybe run into one or two strangers, but they were usually restaurant owners who were taking the trash out or sweeping their areas so the sound of voices deeper in the alley didn't really bother me.

“Kai come on! Oh my god no.” I heard a man laugh deeper into the darkness of the alley. But as I got closer to my studios back door I realized the figure I could hardly make out at first were men. Multiple men. Usually this wouldn't bother me but as I got closer the feeling of fear in the pit of my stomach started to deepen and deepen.

I took a deep breath when I started to pass them, my heart beating a million miles a minute while trying to keep a poker face to seem unphased so they wouldn't pay me any mind. Until they did.

“Hey wait!” I heard one of them call. I quicken my step slightly. Not to show I was scared, but just incase. “Wait, where are you going? I’ll walk you home.”

I looked up to see a half lit face walking backwards in front of me. I squinted slightly to try to get my eyes to adjust to what was under the ball cap he wore, but there was no use.

‘Shit’ I thought. I was staring too long. I looked away and quickened my step again.

“Oh come on! At least tell me your name!” He shouted after he stopped, his voice now behind me.

I was able to breathe again once my key was in my door, officially sure he stopped following me. But still the shape of the man's mouth was enough to stay in my brain as I flicked the lights to my gallery on and made my way upstairs to my bed.

___

“Mino I swear they were so scary.” I said pushing my denim painting shirt up past my elbows before wrapping my hands around the coffee cup that sat in front of me.

“I just don't understand why you didnt call a cab when you left.” He said sitting back in his chair, obviously taking it out on himself for not seeing me off safely.

“I just wanted to walk. I didn't plan on going through the alley.” I grumbled. I hated when Mino tried to school me. He was only a few months older than I was, and although I knew here it meant something different, he also knew that where I’m from it didn't.

“Do you at least remember what they looked like?” He asked, noticing my mood change.

“Um.. kind of. There were like five or six of them, but I only got a good look at one of them. He was a little taller than you, pillow lips… he was wearing a hat so I really didn't get a good look at his eyes. But he had to have been an athlete of some sort.” I said, my words getting quieter as I realized I would have had nothing to go off of if something bad had happened.

The coffee date ended with Mino once again scolding me, which I knew I deserved, but there was only so much I could take without pouting all the way home. I couldn't help thinking about the man in the hat. Why he was there in the alley with his friends. Why did he follow me, but then give up so easily? It's not like his friends were calling him back. If he was going to bother me in the first place, why give up? The more I thought about what had happened the more I worked myself up. They probably saw me unlock my door. What if they showed up in my studio? What if they came back with more people?

I half thought about texting Mino, but knew there was no point. He would be more worried about it than I was and he had better things to do then baby sit me in my own home. So instead, the moment I got inside I turned my windows down, making sure no one could see inside my studio incase they were passing to see if I was there. It was weird, though, this new set fear was enough to put me into overdrive. My inspiration hit me in my face and I couldn't pull a fresh canvas out fast enough to get the blurred images of last night down.

———

Music played loudly as I was lost in my own world. A galaxy of light and dark colors swirled and blended into one another across my canvas creating the confusing, but exciting pattern that seemed to get better with every stroke.

I was pulled out of my own head when the sound of someone's voice yelling over the music made me look up. I smiled to see Junmyeon and two other men trailing him into the room.

“Oh! One second please!” I said trying to press pause with the clean part of my palm. “Sorry, I didn't realize how loud that had gotten.” I said wiping my hand on my shirt before shaking Junmyeons hand.

“Its fine, good to see your working so hard because I brought with me two potential buyers.” He said gesturing to the two men on his left. “This is Byun Baekhyun and Kim Jongin.” He said.

I smiled shaking Baekhyun's hand, but the moment I met Jongin's eyes I felt my body stiffened slightly. He was familiar. Almost to familiar. I forced the feeling to be shaken off though, there was no reason why he would have possibly been brought into my studio if he had been hiding out in the alleyway behind the building the night before. Or at least I had hoped. But there was something about the way he smiled at me that made me feel like he knew it too. That he had seen me the night prior too.

I tried hard not to think about it. If Junmyeon was there, I was safe and if he was the man he probably wouldn't try to do anything with two other people there to witness. I turned my attention back to Junmyeon who asked if he could look through my paintings.

“Oh of course. And the racks on this back wall have more in it. I rotate them so the ones that are up are only there because they have a similar theme.” I said before trying to smile as normal as possible and turning back to my easel.

My drive was gone. I was too busy focusing on Jongin, who stood there supporting his chin in his hand as he listens to Junmyeon explain why he liked a certain piece. I took this opportunity to text Mino. Now if any would be a good time to alert him.

Mino, I think the guy from last night in the hat is in my studio with Junmyeon. I don't know what to do.

“Y/n, were looking to fill a room. Do you have any others with these same earthy tones?” Junmyeon said, pulling my attention away from my phone.

“Oh, yes. There over here.” I said smiling, slipping my phone into my back pocket before leading the men over to the opposite wall. I walked them through my color schemes, explaining to them the way I had everything organized just incase they changed their mind on a color or style they wanted. I was surprised Junmyeon and Baekhyun were able to distract me from the thoughts swirling in my head for the rest of the time they were there, but it helped that Jongin stayed behind us, obviously not trying to chime in.

“Y/n, thank you once again for taking us in on such short notice. We will take the one on the wall and the two that have been stored if they are not already spoken for.”  

“Of course, Ill wrap them for you so they’re ready to be taken.” I said turning to make a mental note as to which ones it was.

“Thank you again. We will be in touch.” He said, bowing his head slightly before taking my hand in a soft, yet firm hand shake.

“Thank you.” Baekhyun said sweetly as he took my hand next.

“Good to see you again. I hope to see you in the future as well” Jongin said with a small wink before taking my hand and giving it a firm shake.

The moment his hand touched mine my heart dropped. There couldn't be a way that was really him. The moment the door closed I reached for my phone again only to see Mino hadn't responded. It didn't stop me from quickly typing out another message, though.

It was him. It had to be him. Why else would he tell me it was good to see me again before winking if it wasn't him?

I looked up to see their backs bending one by one to get into the large black vehicle they came in, and once I was sure the door to the vehicle was closed and they weren't looking I quickly walked forward and locked the door again before backing up to my easel where I desperately tried to finish my work before deciding to just give up.

I couldn't focus. Not while finishing, not while making myself dinner, and not while I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep. I rolled to my side and reached for my phone. 3:00am. I sat up, swinging my legs over the edge of my bed, taking my blanket with me and wrapping it tightly around my shoulders. I made your way up to the railing of my room slowly which allowed me look down onto my gallery. I wrapped the blanket closer over my shoulders before letting my elbows rest on the railing so I was more comfortably looking out the window. I smiled to myself finally feeling calm again. I loved how quiet the streets were at night. How all the colors of the lights around seemed to mix together on the rained on asphalt that laid below them.

It felt calm. But as my eyes were scanning I couldn't help but see two figures standing across the street. I squinted my eyes to try to catch a reflection of who the people were only to realize it was Jongin and Junmyeon. I stared at the two in shock as they talked across the road. They seemed to be laughing. I tried to calm myself down, telling myself they were probably just out getting drinks and just so happened to be standing across the street from my apartment. But then I remembered what the time was. I couldn't stop myself from panicking, and just as I was about to turn to hide myself, my eyes met with Jongin’s.

I didn't know it was possible for my heart to drop even further into my stomach as he gave me a devilish grin and wink. I scrambled back to my bedside table where I quickly reached for the remote that controls my space, knocking it off the table before I was able to press the button that made my windows go solid.  

Chapter 2

[kuratoki]

Distance 04

There wasn’t a day Jeno didn’t regret not making things official with you sooner. What he also didn’t expect was his soon to be ex best friend to act on his feelings towards you either. Now a whole continent away with a ten hour time difference, will the two of you survive the distance and all the obstacles that come with?

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Ballerina OC x Dancer Jeno

Words: 3749

Warnings: Swearing

~Updates Ever/other day at 8AM PST~

Tag List: @mikachu-28​ @peachykrystal​ @jenoleeaesthetic​

“Are you okay?” you heard Mia ask as she laid a comforting hand on your shoulder as you rested your head in your hands on the dining room table. You had gotten home close to an hour ago and didn’t move. 

Chan had come, offered Jisung to spend sometime at his and Kai’s place for a while since it was closer to the academy they were running training camp out of. Though reluctant, Jisung had seen the text from Jeno and knew that the boy was one to keep his promises so he agreed. The two of you would have to talk but he also knew that with the way you ran out, you were more worried about his friend.

“I’m fine.” you whispered, “Why aren’t you in bed?”

“Cause my best friend’s been crying silently for the last twenty minutes and I’m worried.” she said looking down at her phone, “Plus, I was thinking of bunking with you instead of Renjun tonight.” 

“I just...don’t get it.” you whispered, “It’s not even the fact that he kissed me...it’s the fact he knew. He knew that Jeno and I were taking things slow and he still…” 

“He’s been missing you…” Mia whispered, taking a seat next to you and wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulders, “Ever since training camp started, he’s been under scrutiny because my brother wrote him the recommendation letter. He has a lot to live up to and he was starting to feel the pressure from it. He has Chan...he’ll be okay. But will you?” she asked, “You aren’t mad at Jisung are you?” 

“I can’t even be mad at him if I tried.” you muttered, “It’s my fault I didn’t validate his feelings sooner...I was just so focused, focused on the production, focused on keeping things normal with Jeno that I went as far as to neglect my best friend.”

“It’s not your fault.” Renjun said coming out from his shared room with Mia. He had overheard the conversation while he was trying to give the girls space but you were his best friend and partner, he couldn’t not be here for you right now “It would’ve been your fault if you kissed him back but from what we’ve heard, you pushed him away almost immediately. You did the right thing by telling Jeno. Whatever happens between him and Jisung...it’s out of your control.” 

“Then why do I feel so guilty?” you asked with a frown, letting more tears fall, “Why do I feel like he won’t want to see me after this? I promised him this wouldn’t happen, that Jisung wouldn’t come between us.” 

“Hey, like E.T said” Mia started, ignoring the ‘Hey’ she got from Renjun, “Whatever happens between Jeno and Jisung is out of your control. Jeno would never, could never find the bad in you because he’s so head over heels in love with you. Remember? He said he wasn’t mad at you.” 

“Plus he said he was going to call you tonight right?” Renjun asked as you nodded, “So nothings changed, yea you two are going to have to talk things out but he won’t let go of you. He did that once already remember? He’s smart. He won’t make the same mistake twice.” he then wrapped an arm around your shoulder, bringing you to him so he could fully embrace you and rested his chin on top of your head, “What we don’t need is for you to suffer because of this and let the whole production suffer too. I’ve got you, you’ve got me and it will always be that way.” 

Feeling your body relax in his arms was probably the best thing he could’ve asked for in this situation, “I just hate the timing of this.” you muttered, “It’s all about the timing.” 

“Why don’t we take a break from everyone for a while?” Renjun suggested, looking at Mia from above your head where she nodded, “You and I are overdue for some alone time anyways. Say, Mia’s family cottage in France?” he suggested.

“I think it’s a good idea.” Mia commented, “You guys should disconnect for a while. Leave your phones in the safe and enjoy the countryside. Plus, don’t you two have a piece to work on?” 

“What do you say?” Renjun asked, looking down at you and he felt you nod.

“Maybe a break from everything and everyone is what I need…” you muttered and both Renjun and Mia let out sighs of collective relief, happy to hear that you agreed. 

“You and Jeno are doing the exact same things to yourselves and yet you have the audacity to nag him while you’re pretty much suffering on your own.” Renjun said shaking his head but realized that you had dozed off. 

Sharing a look with his girlfriend, Renjun carried you into your bedroom, tucking you in before he gently closed the door.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Renjun asked and Mia shook her head, giggling.

“I think...of all the people she needs right now it’s you.” Mia confessed, “She always considered Jisung someone that was close to her and after what happened tonight, I think she’s confused because of how much she trusted him. But in reality, it’s always been the two of you. You were the one who got her to open up about Jeno your first year, you were the one who helped her with her first piece...You helped her heal. You’re her best and truest friend, Hun.” she let out a sigh, “I’ll see what I can do over here with Jisung and I’m sure he’s told Chan everything so I’ll keep you posted. I’m assuming that you plan on flying out of France for her surprise?”

Renjun nodded his head, “We’ll be at the cottage for about four days and then back on Korean soil for another week or two, depending how auditions go.” he leaned in to give Mia a sweet kiss that she happily returned, “Thank you for being so supportive of this. Of us. I know it must be hard cause Y/N’s always around.”

“And her heart belongs to Jeno which is why I don’t worry.” Mia said with a gentle smile, “Plus, I like her so much better than you. Have you had her baked goods? I would keep her here all year if I could.” 

“I think you’d have to fight Yuta and everyone else back there for that.” Renjun said with a laugh before getting up to stretch, “I guess I’ll go pack and try to get some sleep. You’re going to bunk with her tonight right?”

Mia nodded, “Just incase she wakes up or whatever. I’ll also take care of the train tickets and let my mom know you’re going to use the place. I know she was already packing for the Korea trip but I’ll throw a few extra things in there for her and finish packing her bag.” 

“You’re the best girlfriend in the whole world, you know that?” he asked embracing Mia from behind and kissing her cheek, causing her to smile and turn in his arms.

“We wouldn’t be together if it weren’t for that girl in the room over there.” Mia giggled, leaning up to touch her lips to his, “Have a good night...Reggie.” 

Pulling away, Mia walked towards your bedroom door, turning to see her boyfriends playful glare before she went inside.

On the other side of the world, Jaemin and Hana were on a mission. Leaving after first period, they decided to go to Jeno’s house. They wanted to ask what had him react the way he did earlier. Almost everyone in class had seen him punch the locker and the transfers had asked them what was up when Jeno stormed away. 

After getting his answer from Renjun, he was quick to let Hana know and the worry on her face was obvious. What they didn’t expect upon entering Jeno’s home was the sound of aggressive grunts and the swinging of a chain coming from the gym he had in his basement. As they peaked their head in, they saw Jeno aggressively boxing the punching bag with all the strength he had. It looked like he’d been at it for quite sometime now since his hair was fully damp from the sweat and his breathing was ragged. 

“Dude, you’re going to punch that thing off its stand.” Jaemin called out suddenly, making Jeno stop mid punch to look up at him and Hana.

“What are you guys doing here?” Jeno asked as he went back to punching the bag, the anger in him still not fully out yet, “Shouldn’t you guys be at school?”

“We know what happened.” Hana said slowly approaching the blonde and handed him a water bottle, “You have every right to be angry but I think there are worse things happening right now.”

Taking a gulp from the water bottle, Jeno gave Hana a look of surprise.

“I know what Jisung did was wrong.” she started, “I feel like it’s my fault I didn’t stop him when I knew I could but I thought I knew him better than that…” she looked down, “I thought that with how you and Y/N left things, he would leave her alone…”

“It’s not your fault though.” Jeno stated, despite being incredibly pissed off, he didn’t blame anyone except Jisung for what he was feeling right now. It was his fault that he was in this emotional turmoil.

“But I could’ve done something.” Hana whispered, “I told Y/N I’d take care of you, of the club while she was gone. But I didn’t expect Jisung to pull something like this.” she shook her head, “I know I should’ve told you sooner and I regret it so much right now but Jisung has always liked Y/N. He would deny it when someone brought it up but you could see it in his eyes. The way he looked at her, the way he was around her. The way he would worry about the littlest things when it concerned her. I should’ve said something to you so you could’ve at least talked with him before he left but I just didn’t expect Jisung to pull something like this.” 

“And it’s not your fault, Hana.” Jeno said, running a hand through his hair and let out a breath.

The three friends settled on the floor of the gym where Jaemin had brought a few snacks for the long talk that was about to happen. 

“I had a feeling that Jisung wasn’t being completely honest with me for a while now.” Jeno admitted, “But he and Y/N are so close that I didn’t want to jeopardize anything with her. Before she left, I told her about it and she promised me nothing would happen.” he let out a sigh, “Then this happened.”

“It’s not her fault though…” Jaemin commented and Jeno nodded. 

“I know...I’m not mad at her at all.” Jeno said and Hana looked at Jaemin who gulped, “What’s up?”

“Are you sure?” Hana asked worriedly and Jeno looked at her confused.

“I told her I wasn’t mad…” he looked at Jaemin, “What do you know?”

Jaemin stared at his best friend long and hard with tight lips, “Renjun said Y/N thinks otherwise…”

“She feels guilty...because she promised you nothing would happen.” Hana said with a frown, “She probably thinks you’re mad at her because it happened.” 

“I’m not. I can’t be mad at her...I told her I wasn’t. I even told her we’d have our usual video chat tonight.” he said frowning and took out his phone, “Maybe I should call her now…” 

“She might be sleeping. Isn’t it past 2am there?” Jaemin asked and Jeno sighed knowing his best friend was right.

“What are you going to do about Jisung though? Has he messaged you?” Hana asked and Jeno showed him his phone, showing her the messages Jeno had sent earlier, “I mean...Y/N did the right thing by telling you…”

“I’m glad she isn’t hiding anything from me but Jisung is another story. He acted so well.” Jeno said letting out a frustrated groan.

“If it helps, Renjun said that Jisung will be staying with Chan and Jongin for a while. Mia and Renjun both think it’s best if they kind of just take a break from each other. To get their thoughts sorted out.” Jaemin said and Hana nodded, “I think Y/N should be your priority right now...We understand that the distance is hard for you and it’s not ideal since you just got each other back...but maybe fates keeping you away for a reason.” 

“Like what? So every guy that’s liked her can confess?” Jeno retorted with a snort, shaking his head as Hana glared. 

“What about you and Tzuyu? You’ve been friendlier as of late no?” she asked casually and Jeno gave her a questioning look.

“I think I’ve said a total of three sentences to her...what have you been hearing?” Jeno asked pointedly. 

“She wants you.” Hana whispered looking down, “That’s why I don’t hang out with them as much. She always talks about you even though she knows that Y/N’s my best friend.” She clenched her fist, “She has a rep Jeno...a big one at her old school.” 

“Xiaojun told me that she broke up with their schools top student before she transferred and when you walked into the lunchroom a few weeks back, she was literally eye fucking you the whole time.” Jaemin added, “I like YangYang and XiaoJun, they’re really cool people but Tzuyu has been rubbing us the wrong way. I’ve never seen someone so...predatory before…” 

“Why are you guys worried?” Jeno asked curiously, “You know where my feelings stand.”

“And it’s not you we worry about.” Hana stated, “I’m afraid that she’ll do something...catch you off guard...haven’t you noticed what she’s been doing lately?” 

“She’s literally following me around school.” Jeno deadpanned, “How have I not? Have you guys not told her about Y/N?”

“Oh, Yeeun gave Tzuyu a whole damn lecture.” Jaemin said dramatically, “She was in that girls position a few months back.” 

“She’s just ignoring them. That’s what scares me the most.” Hana said quietly, “I don’t...no I can’t see Y/N upset like that again. I know this whole thing between you, her and Jisung is tearing her apart. she’s so busy that it’s easy for her to throw herself into her workload and forget...but I worry. I worry so much Jeno… you have no fucking idea and the fact that you haven’t been around much either...” Hana shut her eyes as she felt tears sting the corner, “You guys are perfect for each other and the fact that you two aren’t official is what’s keeping Tzuyu on her path. She thinks she can change your mind.”

Jeno looked at Hana with worry. This was the first time he’d really seen the girl express any negative emotion. Like Jaemin, she was bubbly, happy go lucky and always saw the good in people like you did but here she was, voicing her worries, not only to him but to Jaemin as well.  She was looking out for you because she knew how much Jeno mattered to you like how Sooyoung was looking out for Jeno because Soonyoung knew how much he meant to you. 

In reality, Hana and Jaemin were the couple Jeno wanted to be. They loved each other unconditionally and it had only been three years but it was the look on their faces where you could tell it was real. Jaemin saw Hana and Hana saw Jaemin. Just like how he saw you and you saw him. 

He scooched across the circle so he could wrap an arm around Hana’s shoulders, bringing her into a hug, “Thank you for looking out for the family.” he whispered and Hana gave him a tearful smile as Jaemin joined in on the group hug.

“So do you guys want to hang out tonight? Chenle asked if we wanted to have dinner with everyone but I think I’m looking for a quiet night in so I can call Y/N in peace later.” Jeno said once they pulled away from each other. 

“We have the whole day. Why don’t we hit up the store and I’ll make dinner.” Jaemin suggested and the other two agreed. 

Later in the evening, Sicheng was once again hosting the transfers along with Chenle, Yukhei, Yuta and Yeeun. It had seemed like your place was the main place of gathering since it was the biggest and emptiest.  They had decided to order take out and were now sitting in your backyard since the weather was pretty decent.

“Was there never a fence in this backyard?” YangYang asked, looking at the large grassy area that contained two patios, a pool and a hot tub.

“I think Jeno broke it when he was hopping the fence to come over when he was like ten.” Sicheng said looking at the large yard, “Their parents realized that it was useless to have a fence and combined the two backyards.” 

“Ah, so that side is Jeno’s place.” YangYang said motioning to the other side and Sicheng nodded. 

“Where is he tonight anyways?” Xiaojun asked and Tzuyu looked up from her day dream, “he left school early and no one’s seen him since.” 

“Same with Hana and Jaemin.” Chenle commented and looked to Yeeun, “Do you know anything?” 

“Not my place to say.” Yeeun said, looking at Yukhei who nodded. The group chat had been updated and they were in disbelief as to what happened. Yeeun had even sent you a text asking if you were okay but Mia had replied on your behalf saying that you were resting and that she’d call her later. She was still waiting for that call.

“Do you think it’s about Y/N?” YangYang asked, slight concern evident in his voice, “You guys said that Jaemin and Hana were close with her right?” 

“Potentially.” Yukhei confirmed with a nod, “But once again, we can’t say.” he then turned to look at Sicheng who was giving him a suspicious glance and Yukhei shook his head. This wasn’t his secret to tell, “But I can say that the three of them have decided to have a quiet night in so they declined to join us today.” 

“I’m starting to think Jeno doesn’t like us.” YangYang said with a small frown, “He’s always either too busy or doesn’t want to hang out.”

“It’s not like that.” Yuta said quickly as Chenle nodded, “His priorities are just...different right now.” 

“He has a lot on his plate that he has to take care of and with half our friends on a different continent, it’s taking a small toll on him.” Chenle explained, “I lost my roommate and gamer friend to Europe so I would know the feeling.” 

“But you hang out with us.” Xiaojun stated and Chenle shrugged.

“And Jeno hangs out with Jaemin and Hana. The three have known each other for a while now so it would make sense for them to feel the most comfortable with each other. You guys have to understand, unlike us, they never really let anyone else into their group.” Yukhei reasoned, “They’re acting the exact same way before Y/N came back.”

Hearing noises coming from the house next door, Tzuyu zoned herself out of the conversation and looked through the open window of Jeno’s house which looked like his kitchen. There she saw Hana and Jeno with the most relaxed smile on his face that she had ever seen. He was dressed in a white wife beater and his hair was slicked back. It was as if he felt someone staring at him cause for a brief second, he looked up at Tzuyu with a blank look before looking up to say something. Around the same time, Jaemin appeared and put a plate of food down on the table and he too turned around to look at Tzuyu. Walking over to the window, he gave Tzuyu a small smile before pulling the blinds down, completely obstructing her view. 

“Bad idea.” Yeeun whispered to her before she went back to her conversation with Xiaojun. She had noticed Jeno and Hana in his kitchen the whole time but didn’t say anything out of privacy. The two had acknowledged her but other than that, everyone went along with their business. 

Later that night, Jeno decided to try and give you a call. What he didn’t expect was for Renjuns voice to be heard on the other line.

“Hey man.” Renjun said, slightly out of breath. This confused Jeno since he was sure he had called your phone.

“Do I want to ask?” Jeno questioned and he heard Renjun laugh quietly.

“Y/N’s in the shower. We have to catch a train in a few.” he said, “I was just packing a few extra things.” 

“Train? Where are you guys going?” Jeno asked, “Don’t you guys have work to do?” 

“Ah you see, that’s the beauty of our job. We can work from home for several days and rehearsals don’t start for another three weeks. After last night, I figured we could use some time away from everyone so we’re going to Mia’s family cottage in France.” Renjun explained. “We won’t have our phones until we leave so just a heads up. But I think it’s something Y/N really needs right now.” 

“I agree on that but are you guys going alone?” Jeno asked.

“Of course. Mia has training camp and it’s been forever since Y/N and I have actually talk talked. She’ll call you when we’re back from France okay? Just know that I’ll take care of her.” Renjun said and heard Jeno sigh.

“If theres anyone I can trust its you.” Jeno said, sounding defeated, “Have fun and tell her I miss her.” 

“Of course you love sick puppy. See you soon.” Renjun said and hung up the phone, shaking his head before looking at Mia.

“How is that guy so stupid?” he asked his girlfriend who giggled while eating her breakfast.

“He’s just blind and in love.” she reasoned, “Now you better get going, Y/N’s already waiting outside.” 

[softforcal]

POLY!5SOS HAS A BABY WITH READER

-part 2 to this HC

-Cal x pregnant reader here

-okay so you’re nearing your due date and everyone is on edge

-and as always, i know nothing about child birth, and with that said, here we goooo

-”did your water break?!” “no i’m just peeing relax.”

-”what happens if your water breaks while you’re in the pool?” “then i guess my water breaks in the pool.”

-waking up at night to go pee and as soon as you move Michael always snaps awake, “is it time?!” “no i just gotta pee.”

-one of them is with you at all times just in case

-you’re in the bath with Ashton, completely relaxed, eyes closed when Ash goes “fuck babe, i think your water broke!”

-you open your eyes and sure enough the water looks a little weird, just a little though so you’re not really sure… and then the first contraction hits you

-”holy fuck Ashton you’re right.”

-so he hops from the tub and doesn’t even dry himself before he throws on black sweatpants and a hoodie, running back to the bathroom with a robe

-”Ashton i am not going to the hospital naked.” you scream

-”you’re not naked, it’s a robe, plus they’ll all see you when you give birth anyways-”

-”Calum!” you scream

-and of course Calum comes running in and he immediately grabs you a pair of his sweats and a hoodie and the two of them help you out of the tub and into clothes

-”you tried to make her leave in just a robe?” Calum grins as the two of them help you out of the bathroom

-”Luke! Michael! it’s happening!” Ashton screams, “Luke grab the overnight bag!

-Luke shows up with your bag in his hands but Michael is god knows where

-of course Luke has to go find him and Michael is playing video games with his head phones on and as soon as he realizes he almost missed the whole thing he is screaming and running to the car

-”Michael you are not driving.” Ashton says as he helps you into the back then gets in the drivers seat

-Michael gets in the front as well

-Luke and Calum go in the back with you

-”so Ashton tried to make Y/N leave in just a robe.” Calum states

-”what?!” Luke and Michael both scream

-you’re holding Luke and Calum’s hands and the contractions aren’t super painful but then a bad one hits you and you’re screaming and Luke and Calum are screaming and then Michael is screaming

-”can everyone please stop screaming i’m trying to drive!” Ashton screams

-”deep breathing!” Luke suggests, beginning the breathing techniques that some lady on youtube said would help

-”fuck! distract me!” you yell

-Michael turns the radio up super loud and of course Youngblood is playing because of fucking course it would be

-but then you’re all singing it at the top of your lungs to distract you from your contractions

-it’s kinda wild tbh

-pulling up to the hospital and Michael runs in to try to get a wheelchair or something but Ashton goes in as well in time to see Michael floundering and not knowing what to do

-the two of them going up to the receptionist and Michael is like “we’re having a freaking baby!” and he’s all wild and Ashton calmly says, “our girlfriend is pregnant she’s outside her water broke her contractions are pretty close together-”

-as the hospital staff follow Ashton and Michael outside Ashton answers all the medical questions

-they get you into the wheelchair and one of the nurses finally asks, “so which one of you is the father?”

-they all look at each other but you’re the one to say “they’re all the father.”

-the nurses look at each other because holy shit

-but like… your doctor knows the whole situation so there will for sure be enough space for all 4 in the delivery room

-the nurses are timing the contractions and yeah, this baby is coming

-they get you into the delivery room and your boys are freaking out

-Ashton takes lead and gets Michael and Luke (who are freaking out the most) to each take a seat on your left side so they stop pacing

-as soon as the doctor shows up Ashton and Calum stop pacing and sit on your other side

-”at least you’re not all pacing, that’s good.” the doctor smiles

-you groan because there’s a contraction and this causes all of them to make sounds of discomfort

-Michael and Ashton take a turn holding your hand because Luke and Calum’s hands are still hurting from the car ride over

-”baby i’m so sorry but can i give you my other hand, this is my good guitar hand and-” all of you turning and screaming at Michael, “or not, i don’t need this hand it’s all good.”

-”you’re doing amazing baby.” Calum tries to sooth you

-”yeah, amazing.” Luke agrees

-you follow the doctors instructions and you push which makes all four of you scream again

-”Don’t make her push again that really hurt!” Michael whispers but of course you all hear him

-i mean valid but you kind of have to push

-”can’t the baby just stay inside?” you groan, “just a little bit longer?”

-”you’re doing great Y/N, but you have to push on three, one, two, three!” the doctor instructs

-you push and there’s pain but then the pain isnt so bad and the sound of crying fills the room

-”congratulations, you all have a beautiful baby girl.” the doctor says as the baby gets cleaned

-”you did it Sweetheart.” Ashton says, kissing you

-you let go of Michael and Ashton’s hands and they both let out sighs of relief

-Luke stands and goes to see how the baby is doing, Ashton going and joining him while Michael and Calum both kiss you and hold your hands

-”who wants to hold her first?” the doctor asks

-wrong question because of course they all do

-and it’s not like the doctor is going to decide

-”Y/N should get to hold her first.” Calum states

-they all agree and the doctor brings your baby over and sets it down in your arms

-your four boys come around you and you all look down at the beautiful baby that you created

-”you look just like your mommy, Princess.” Ashton melts

-yeah. you all know in that moment, your baby is going to be such a daddies girl, and she’s going to have four of them so she’s going to be the luckiest child ever

-and yeah, your title as Princess is gone. lets be real here

-”okay rock paper scissors on who gets to hold her first.” Michael states finally, “i will fight for this.”

-and he’s serious as fuck

-and yeah you never talked about who would get to hold the baby first

-no one even tries to rock paper scissors with Michael

-you hold out the baby and Michael softly accepts the baby, he’s so soft and is cooing and you can see him melting

-”hey baby, i’m your dada.”

-the others are getting restless because they want a turn so badly

-Luke’s right there so Michael passes him the baby next

-its funny seeing Luke, painted nails and all, looking down at this tiny human and he is grinning and is all angelic

-”she’s so small.” Luke whispers

-”no you’re just massive.” Calum grins

-Luke smiles and hands the baby over to Calum

-Calum’s beautiful hand tattoos contrast the new baby in the most beautiful way

-he is #sosoft

-Calum doesn’t even say anything, just kisses the babies forehead before handing the baby to Ashton

-Ashton beams down at the baby, “it’s me, the drummer who’s been soothing you for months. that was Cal, he plays bass for 5 seconds of summer-”

-you all laugh because what the fuck Ashton

-”in fact we’re all part of 5sos, we are the band, your daddies are a band.” Ashton laughs, “we’re your daddies.”

-the softest times

-they all cuddle you and the baby, usually in pairs because that’s easiest

-Ashton of course gets a picture of you with the baby

-one of them going on the twitter page to update and just say “just welcomed the newest member of the 5sos family, more details coming soon.”

-turning all your phones off

-when you’re able to leave the hospital Calum pushes your wheelchair to the car

-Ashton drives bellow the speed limit and a ton of people honk at him but none of you care

-getting home and they all fuss about getting you inside

-you’re still exhausted so Ashton and Luke take the baby up to the nursery while Luke and Calum take you to the living room couch

-Calum pulls you into his lap and rubs your shoulders, kissing your neck, “you must be exhausted baby.” he says

-you’re about to respond when Michael comes back into the room with the baby proof tape that you guys bought ages ago and he starts baby proofing the shit out of the room

-you and Cal watch and laugh when he doesn’t think one layer of tape is enough and doubles the layers of the coffee table edges

-”okay, i think i’m good enough to go up the stairs now.” you laugh

-they both help you up the stairs to the nursery where Ashton and Luke have already set up a chair for you right next to the crib

-having five parents makes things a lot easier

-like you’re actually able to get some sleep the first few months because you all take turns sleeping in pairs in the babies room

-so many cute pictures

-you bet your ass they’re all taking thousands of pictures of everyone with the baby

-whenever anyone looks exhausted someone is always down to tap in and take over

-but also falling asleep with the baby in your arms is a mood

-and the baby loves Michael’s hair, like she’s constantly grabbing at it and making all of you laugh

-finally posting a picture of the five of you with the baby on insta and the fandom has a heart attack

-the baby would be so wild though

-like she constantly has five protectors around but that doesn’t stop her from trying to wiggle everywhere

-her daddies trying to make her giggle all the time

-”she has your giggle Ashton.”

-like try as you might you all have internal guesses about who the father is but none of you ever bring it up because it genuinely doesn’t matter to you guys, you’re all the parents

-introducing her to the dogs and being careful just incase

-waking up one morning and finding Ashton outside holding the baby and showing her the lemon tree

-”seriously Ashton?” “its her lemonbrother.”

-and once this little monster begins to crawl its a whole new ballpark

-trying to give her respectful distance to do her thing but one of you always snaps and picks her up if she goes within a meter of something that could potentially be dangerous

-they all watch her with such wonder, like she is definitely the world to all of you

-trying to get laid during this period is so funny because you always have someone who can ‘help you out’ because the others will continue with the baby but sometimes it’s like “but Y/N, Princess is giggling again-” “Michael are you seriously turning down sex right now?”…. yeah, that convinces him

-they all love to sing to the baby to get her to sleep

-the baby loving Ashton’s voice the most and Luke is personally offended by that

-”aw Luke she loves your voice too, she just prefers Ashtons.”

-Ashton sitting with the baby on his lap and showing her how he taps beats on the drums

-she just randomly smacks it because, well, she’s a baby, but Ashton’s little drummer heart swells so much from that

-and it’s not like she can play with the guitars so no one else gets to have that experience and they’re all kinda sad about that

-bringing the baby into the studio for the first time and you watch her crawl around while her daddies work on music

-”but can we use her giggle in a song?” “Michael. that’s the best idea you’ve had in months.”

-the softest lyrics about their princess

-the baby having a bit of a fit so Luke takes her into the recording booth and rocks her while he sings his vocals and she settles down immediately

-”see Luke, we told you she likes your voice.”

-Ashton showing the baby new beats he’s working on by tapping his fingers on the ground and she just smacks her hands on the floor too and he melts

-they are all convinced that her first word is going to be “dada” because she has five of them and they’re constantly referring to themselves as dada or daddy

-so when the baby says “mama.” they are all shook

-four iphones getting whipped out to record it but the baby looks up at all her daddies and giggles because she ain’t pulling that shit again

-Michael playing video games with the baby on his lap and the rest of you are like Michael why the fuck are you playing first person shooter with OUR FUCKING BABY ON YOUR LAP!

-oh my god as soon as the baby starts to stand you all come running into the room and they each are there incase the baby falls

-they all want to see who the baby walks to first

-it looks like she’s going towards Luke but stumbles straight past him and hugs Petunia who was sitting behind Luke

-”are you kidding me!?”

-Petunia licks your baby’s cheek and you all melt because Petunia is in love with your baby

-your baby goes through a period where she will only eat if Calum feeds her

-and then one day Calum is doing the ‘open up for the airplane’ and she refuses, turning and looking at Michael

-”my time to shine!” Michael yells, running in and taking the spoon from Calum

-and these boys love taking her out and about

-Like Cal and Ash are down for walks or hikes with your baby on their back in one of those baby carrier backpacks

-the cutest pictures of Cal with the baby on his back and Duke running around his heels as he hikes up to the Hollywood Sign

-and Luke walks Petunia while pushing the baby carrier

-so fans see the boys, their baby and their dogs around a lot

-people are super respectful of the baby though

-there’s a scheduling conflict and the boys have to take the baby to the interview

-but its the sweetest interview ever

-like, they sit on the couch and let the baby just crawl from one boy to the other

-and then the baby says “dada.” which, i mean, by this point she’s said it before but never on camera

-and as soon as she says it they both just give her their full attention

-the interviewer rolls with it and adjusts all the questions to be like “so who’s voice does she like the best?” or “are you guys working on songs about fatherhood?”

-they just begin gushing info about the baby

-like the time Ashton died his hair a new colour and the baby hated it and wouldnt look at him for a few days until he changed it back

-”we think she likes red. she likes it when Luke paints his nails red, or when her mommy wears red lipstick, and she found an old picture of Ashton’s red hair and seemed to like it.”

-”and she likes the old music. our first album, she loves it.” Michael laughs, “it makes Ashton really mad.”

-”well Youngblood is really good and she’s sleeping on it!”

-”she sleeps a lot mate.” Calum points out. “pff. you know what i mean!” Ashton sighs

-whenever you’re home you and the baby are treated like royalty, you’re the queen and your baby is the princess

-they spoil the shit out of you

-the baby always wants to try to eat the food Cal cooks for you

-once again i don’t know jack shit about babies so this is about all i can think of right now fam, sorry ya’ll

[writingwithadinosaur]

“Rescue Mission” - Part 1

“Rescue Mission” - Part 1

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Frank Castle x Reader

Matthew Murdock x Sister!Reader

Word Count: 2,886

Key: Y/N = Your Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Violence, Language, I think that’s it. Let me know if I missed anything.

Summary: You’re one of the vigilantes that run through New York trying to make it a better place. You’re also dating the “dead” Frank Castle. Everything is manageable until you run into Daredevil and find out that he’s your brother, Matthew. Then shit hits the fan more than usual in Hell’s Kitchen.

Author’s Note: So I have this idea where I want to just have a sort of universe where the Hell's Kitchen boys and a vigilante reader are all together. For instance, my previous Frank piece “Care” would be a part of this universe. Not exactly sure about the timeline yet, but when I do, I will make a post about it.

For now, this is is going to be a series because my idea will take at least 3 parts probably. So once I get all my ducks in a line, I will update you guys with the order of this universe.

Huge shoutout to @witchymarvelspacecase for always being there for me when I have random ideas or whenever I need someone to read my work! She’s truly one of the coolest people I’ve had the pleasure of talking to! 

If you would like to be tagged in any of my future pieces, check out my tag list above and let me know! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!

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- DreaSaurusREX

Even though your brother Matthew, had gone to law school and moved on to open up his firm with his college buddy, Foggy, he was a real idiot sometimes.

You had and found out about his second life as Daredevil, pretty quickly. You’d had your suspicions when the Devil intervened during a job of yours about a year ago, making you give up a douchebag to the cops instead of taking him out yourself. But it wasn’t until a month ago that you were sure it was him.

You had gone over to his place to check up on him after a particularly tough case that he and Foggy had been working on. You brought over a lot of food that he could easily reheat in his apartment, or at the office so he wouldn’t unintentionally overwork and starve himself. When you knocked on the door and heard no response, you decided to let yourself in with the spare key you he’d given you. After confirming that he wasn’t in the apartment, and putting the food in his fridge, you decided to play detective and snoop around. You were his little sister, of course you liked to look through his stuff. Through that investigation, you found the suit, baton, and horned helmet. Weirdly they were in a trunk underneath some of your dad’s old boxing stuff. You didn’t even know he had your dad’s old stuff.

You really couldn’t be mad at him for keeping that part of himself a secret from you. Afterall, he had no idea about Cerberus or the fact that you were dating one of the people that he he hated, Frank Castle.

It was a normal night that night. You did your rounds and successfully avoided Red or any of the other vigilantes that you’d been reading about in the papers. You didn’t know if you could deal with more superhero-esque drama in your life. Turning your attention to the street that you loomed over, you saw a bar, a convenience store, and a bank. Nothing seemed out of place, but something inside of you could tell that something wasn’t right.

You kept a close eye on the block for the next 15 minutes. A tall blonde woman came out of the bar with two men. Nothing bad, just some friends out for drinks. It was then that you realized you were watching Josie’s Bar and that the group that just walked out was Karen, Foggy, and Matt. Karen and Foggy were talking and you saw Matt staring off, his head cocked up a bit, as if to listen to the sky. Foggy then put a hand on Matt’s shoulder breaking his train of thought. The two men walking off in the way of Matt’s apartment, Karen walked in the direction of hers. You decided to follow her.

There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that Karen could attempt to protect herself if someone tried to jump her, but if there was more than one attacker, you feared for her. And when you lost sight of her in a small alleyway, you to jumped into action.

You quietly landed on a fire escape in the alley, getting a clearer view of Karen. She had the pepper spray you’d gotten her a few months ago in hand. Good girl, Karen.

“Hey, lady. Why don’t you come on over here and we can have some fun.” Some creep tried to get Karen’s attention, but she ignored him and kept walking, her grip tightening on the pepper spray. Her grip becoming tighter still when another man stepped in front of her.

“Hey. My buddy over there was talkin’ to yous.” Karen stood her ground and tried her best not to look scared. “It's very rude to not answer someone when theys is talkin’ to yous.”

Not moving an inch, Karen took a breath.

“Just let me through.” She couldn’t see it, but another two men came up the alley behind her. You stealthily slunk down the fire escape until you were hidden in the shadows behind the men.

“Hoo-hoo… Looks like we best teach this bitch some manners. Ain’t that right boys?” The second man gestured to the other three that were surrounding Karen. She was too frozen to move.

Time to make my entrance, I guess.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” You made your voice deeper, not only to sound more menacing, but to also attempt to keep your true identity a secret from Karen.

“Who the hell are yo-” one of them men start to ask. But then you see the familiar baton wrapped around his neck followed by an equally familiar voice.

“Karen. Get out of here.” She nodded and ran off, probably to her place.

You didn’t waste any time before fighting the two assholes closest to you. They came at you at the same time, brandishing knives. With one swift motion, you brought out your claws and started dodging attacks. You jumped behind one of the idiots and kicked him into the trash bags and brick wall to your right, making it, at least temporarily, a one-on-one fight.

You jumped over the second man as he lunged at you, scratching your claws down his back as you landed. His scream of pain was music to your ears but a warning to Daredevil. You pulled your pistol from your leg holster and got ready to put a bullet in the back of the man’s head. But of course, Daredevil didn’t like that. His baton snapped at your wrist, sending a wave of pain through your arm. You looked to your side as the baton retracted back to its owner.

“What the fuck?!”

“No killing” was all he said before he landed a knockout blow to his opponent’s skull.

All you could do was scoff before your attacker got back to his feet and swung at you. You just slipped out of the way, and socked him in the back of the head, causing him to crumble to the ground. But as the idiot fell, his knife grazed your side, leaving a sizeable cut. It wasn’t deep or deadly, but it still stung like a bitch.

You looked behind you to see that the first guy you’d taken care of was still knocked out from smashing into the brick earlier. Facing Daredevil again, you saw him land his final punch as well. He wasted no time and stormed over to you.

“Why were you following her?”

“I was just--”

“What do you want with her?”

“If you would just--”

“Who are you?!”

“Would you let me get one fucking word in, Matthew?!” Everything went silent after you said that. You were careful to not say it loudly incase anyone else heard, you’d just whispered it, but it had been loud enough for him to hear you. No use in altering your voice now. You pulled your mask down and took a breath before speaking in your normal voice so it was easier for Matthew to understand you.

“I won’t use your real name again. I just needed to get you to shut the fuck up.” He was quiet. You couldn’t get a clear read on how he was feeling. He’d just found out that his own sister was a vigilante. You turned to pick up your pistol that he’d knocked out of your grasp earlier as you spoke. “I know you probably have a lot of questions. Just let me--”

“Who else knows?”

You paused. That wasn’t the question you expected.

“About you? Or about me?

“You.”

“Two people.”

“Who? And why was I not a part of the group that knew before now?”

“My ex and my boyfriend both know. I didn’t tell you, because I knew how you’d react: by telling me to not do this, that it's ‘too dangerous’, and then go on and on about things I’d already considered before taking up this gig.” Matt scoffed and adjusted his stance, crossing his arms, clearly upset.

“First of all, we are going to have to discuss this ‘boyfriend’ when we go back to our normal lives. Second, why does your ex know?” You looked down on the ground, knowing how bad your brother was going to react to the fact that your ex was one of your victims.

“Well… Cerberus may or may not have visited him about 8 months ago and--” You saw him lean his head back to the sky and let out an aggravated sigh. He rubbed his hand down the lower half of his face and he turned back in your direction.

“(Y/N/N). You didn’t.”

“You’re partially right.” You moved towards a large steel commercial trash can and sat on top of it. “I didn’t do anything.” You paused. Matthew looked at you and tilted his head, knowing you had more to say. “But Cerberus may or may not have been the one to put a bullet in his head.”

“Jesus, (Y/N)...”

“Wow. Not very Catholic of you to use His name in vain--”

“This is not the time for jokes, (Y/N). What you’re doing is going to catch up to you and bite you in the ass. You--”

“Oh, like you’re safe from all of the consequences?!” You couldn’t help but get angry at him; he had no right to be this hypocritical. “You’ve been doing this longer than I have. You have much more on the line if and when they find out who you really are. What the fuck is gonna happen when Karen and Foggy find out? You ever think about that?”

Matthew lowered his gaze a bit and started to speak, but you could tell what he was about to say just from his demeanor.

“About that. They--”

“Oh my god… They already know, don’t they?” You started at your brother with a look of pure hurt and anger that he couldn’t see but he could sense.

“Look, I just--”

You hopped off the lid of the garbage can and started to walk back towards the fire escape you’d climbed down earlier, pulling your mask back up as you did.

“(Y/N/N), wait. I--”

“No. I am not going to sit here and listen to a story about how my brother fucking told his co-workers about his double life before he told his own fuckin’ sister. I’m not going talk to you out in the open about things that should only be discussed behind locked doors.” You took a deep breath to try to regain some composure. “I’ll come by your place tomorrow and we can talk then and there.”

You turned and climbed up the first set of ladders before you stopped and looked back to Matthew. You prepared for the backlash you were gonna get for saying the next bit.

“Also, I’m doing a pretty fuckin’ good job at keeping my identity a secret thanks to my boyfriend. Frank really knows his shit when it comes to stuff like this.”

And with that, you’re back across the rooftops of Hell’s Kitchen, heading home in a wave of anger. Matthew called the NYPD about the thugs in the alley before he headed home.

What neither of you saw or heard was the man hiding at the end of the alley with a camera. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. With his thick Australian accent, he spoke quietly.

“I may have just found a way to get to the Frank Castle and the Daredevil...”

~~~~~~~~

Thankfully you had the day off from work the next day. Not only did you have to play it safe cause of the bandages wrapped around your torso from the knife slice, but you also had a wrist brace on thanks to Matthew’s stupid fucking baton.

Matthew.

You’d told him you would head over and talk that night. But first, you were trying to enjoy your day off,  getting ready for lunch with a girl friend of yours. As you were getting your purse together, Frank walked through the door.

“Sweetheart?” he called through apartment, he sounded like he was in one piece, thank god.

“I’m in here,” you called back. Moments later you saw him in the doorway of your bedroom, he was looking good. Even though it seemed like he always had a bruise or a cut somewhere, he was Frank and he was alive. That’s all you could ask for.

“Where you off to today?”

“I’m meeting Allie at that cafe off of 52nd and 9th. We’ve both been so busy, and have been meaning to catch up for a few weeks now.” Frank just nodded and looked as if he was thinking. “I also won’t be here for dinner. Some shit hit the fan, and I gotta go talk to my brother tonight.”

Frank knew your brother was Matthew Murdock, but he didn’t know that he was also Daredevil (or Red as he liked to call him.) So hearing that you had to go to a lawyer, even if he was family, put him on edge.

“What do you mean ‘shit hit the fan’?” You walked towards him and took his hand.

“It’s just... family stuff. Can’t really go into specifics right now.” You gave his hand a light squeeze and then checked your watch. “Oh shit. I’m gonna be late if I don’t head out now.” You turned back and grabbed your purse.

“You’re comin’ home after dinner though, right?” You walked up to him and put a soft hand over his cheek, looking him dead in the eye.

“That’s the plan.” You smiled at him and saw him smile back. It wasn’t a big, goofy smile like yours, just a small side smirk, but you were the only person who could get any sort of smile out of him; it made you feel special. Frank leaned down and kissed you before walking you to the front door.

“Keep me updated, yeah?”

Frank would never admit it, but he did worry about you whenever you weren’t with him, even more so when he knew you were walking around the city alone. Yeah, you’re Cerberus, but when you didn’t have your claws or anything, you could be vulnerable too.

“Will do. Love ya’!”

And with that, you were off.

~~~~~~~~

Lunch was exactly what you’d needed. Allie was one of those friends that made other troubles seem to drift away for some time. Your lunch ended up being lunch and a walk around the park. It was a much needed escape.

You walked with Allie back to her place and then started walking to Matthew’s. If he wasn’t there, you would just start cooking something for dinner there. You’d gotten about halfway there and decided to text both of the boys. Frank first, since he was probably more worried than Matt.

(Y/N) - “Hey, babe. Lunch w/ Allie went great. Heading to Matt’s now. No stalking. Be careful tonight. Love you.”

Then you sent a quick “On my way” to Matthew, knowing his phone would read the message out loud to him when he opened it.

It was still light outside while you were walking, so it seemed safe enough to take a shortcut through an alleyway. You had gone through it multiple times in the past and ended up okay. But apparently it was a week of unusual occurrences.

You heard someone large come up behind you. Your instincts kicked in and you quickly slid to the side as a metal baseball bat wooshed by next to you, making a metallic clang as it smashed into the cement. Turning and staring at the man, you tried to remember if you had ever seen him before.

He was a six foot tall, muscular man with a scar running down his cheek and neck. His jet black hair was slicked back, and he wore a typical white collar, New Yorker outfit. But you had never interacted with him. So why the fuck was he swinging a metal baseball bat at you?

The man didn’t hesitate to swing at you again, and again, getting more and more angry as you dodged each attempt. You didn’t have any of your usual weapons with you, and your wrist was in a brace, but you fought as best you could.

One of this swings hit a metal pipe along the alley wall, causing an unpleasant vibration to go through the metal bat and into his hand. The man dropped the bat and recoiled, giving you a chance. You quickly picked up the bat and got a few good whacks at him. One in the gut and one in the middle of his back.

“Fucking bitch!” the man growled as he grabbed your ankle and pulled, causing you to land flat on your back.

The wind was knocked out of you, and you didn’t have enough time to get up before a meaty fist smashed into the left side of your face, and a knee was forced into your stomach. Your ears were ringing too much to hear what the douchebag was saying. All you could see was a cloth getting closer and closer to covering your airways. As he put a cell phone to his ear, you blacked out.

“I got her, boss. 47th and 9th.”

Tags: @melconnor2007 @ashenfallsof @geeksareunique @all-by-myself98 

[evswiftie]

Tay !! It’s Erica , 23 years old here 💕from Washington state 💕 hope you haven’t forgotten about me, I love and miss you every single day, I pray for you and your well being, I defend you to anyone who talks negatively of you and I promote your talent everywhere I go by playing your music and speaking highly of you. You have so much to do with who I am. The wise words of advice and life tips you’ve given through interviews and your poems and writing in your lyrics booklets of your albums have been instilled into my personality, thoughts morals and value. Your music has been there for me through every up and down, every heartbreak with a boy or when a friend decided our friendship wasn’t worth working out. Every accomplishment and every let down in my life. I’ve danced to shake it off for fun and when we got good news my moms cancer was gone and and to fearless and I danced to shake it off when I got bad news because I wasn’t going to let the bad thoughts take over, even when the cancer came back to Invade all over moms body, were still going to be warriors 😇 I’ve very angrily danced to I did something bad and look what you made me do when it felt like my enemies were stronger than me and I was nothing but weak and being used. I’ve cried in a curled up ball to dear john and last kiss, I knew you were trouble and white horse when immature boys didn’t think twice before saying or doing things and shattering my heart into a million pieces. I’ intensely had “ a place in this world” on replay when I was 12 and it felt like I was so lonely at a new school and didn’t belong. And when my mother would send my sister and I on two busses and ferry rides or planes depending on how far away we lived at the time to go to our visitations with our biological dad. Fearless got me through a lot, my wonderful mom really helped build my sister and I up to be independent.
You’re the soundtrack to my life and the best role model any girl could ask for and I loved meeting you in loft 89 Seattle and im so sorry I didn’t tell any of this to you in person because my mind was racing and I just blurt out anything that came to mind. but seeing and hugging you up close meant so much to me and I fear you’ll never actually know how much you mean to me. 
I just want to thank you for being a light in my life especially at all the 7 times in concert I’ve seen you and I can’t wait to see you  6more times (hopefully everything works out!) !  below here is a list of the shows ill be at and with who ! i REALLY miss you and would love  to meet you again if thats okay with you and if not i totally understand if you have to give the opportunity to other fans, just thought id throw the idea out there. I’ve been through so much since we met and id love the opportunity to hug you so tight (i didn’t hug you tight when we met because i was covered in red paint and glitter and didn’t want to ruin your outfit) and i want to talk to you about the things I’ve been through and how your music has been there for me. if i don’t get to meet you then id like to request at least my momma @varelarachel please, not to sound like a sob story or whatever but she was suppose to meet you with me in loft 89 but cancer got in the way, it came and left and its back again, this time its really bad, she had to have major surgery this past march and is in a wheelchair while trying to regain strength and going to chemo. but we bought tickets for her to go with me to the gillette shows way back when tix went on sale before this health stuff happened she  most likely can’t go anymore because it’ll be hard on her legs, unless a miracle happens for her body.anyways ill keep you update on if i get to go or not, i was so excited to go because you always make those shows extra  fun. but she also has herself a floor ticket for the show closest to us (seattle) she’s has a seat by he b stage but were going to have to figure out how to switch from that to a disability accessible seat …. we couldn’t afford for us both to be in the pit ……so if you could maybe meet her at that show!? you would make her LIFE she loves you just like i do and it BROKE her heart when she woke up the morning of the 1989 show to sick to go.but if you don’t have an extra spot for mom maybe could you show her some love by lurking her tumblr fan page for you ? its @varelarachel.  if you’ve read any of this thank you so much for taking the time to and i wish you nothing but the best and i love you endlessly !!!! I’m seriously soon excited to have the tim of my life at the reputation tour and cry and laugh of happiness !! I LOVE YOU 

 if we don't get to meet because of this post then it would just be SOOO COOL if you just knew how many shows i was going to and where or if you even just kept an eye out for me in the pit in seattle !! 

PASADENA  may 18th with @g0ldcage we met on our fan accounts for you and discovered we only like 30 mins away from each other!! well be in section 14H row 4 seat 111&112

SEATTLE may 22  ill be in the center pit (IM SO EXCITED !!) and my mom has a ticket  on floor 11 row 19 seat 16 @varelarachel but if she’s not able to walk okay by then well have to switch her a disability accessible seat.

DENVER ! may 25th with my friend since high school, virginia ! well be in sec P row 33 seat 10  (I’m so stoked to see you come back to the city you stood up to the horrible person who harassed you)

GILLETTE (hopefully this works out and i can go with my mom but if i go with someone else or not at all ill keep you updated ! just incase you care hahah) friday july 27th sec 107 row 7 seat 15 and sat july 28th sec 133 row 6 seat 19

NASHVILLE !!! ill be wit my girl i met on twitter because of you @thetaylorfan well be in section N row 26 seat 17 ! IM STO EXCITED TO FINALLY GO TO NASHVILLE SINCE YOU TALKED ABOUT IT IN THE FEARLESS ERA

[prettyway]

Sneak in | Jonah Marais

29. ‘Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now’

(Requested by @why-d-we aka my literal twin lmao)

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You sighed as your best friend, Jonah grabbed your wrist. “Where are you taking me? It’s twelve at night,” you yawned and covered your mouth with your free hand.

You were laying in your bed trying to sleep when Jonah turned up at your house. It wasn’t a surprise, as he did it every so often whenever he wanted to stay over. But it was a surprise when he wanted you to actually come outside.

“Don’t worry. Just trust me, it’ll be fun,” Jonah smiled down at you as he dragged you further away from his car. You shrugged, knowing that trying to fight with Jonah is like trying to fight with a seven-foot bear.

He continued to drag you until he stopped at a gorgeous lake. “Wow,” you whispered. You weren't as mad about Jonah dragging you out from your bed, as the sight was amazing, but you were still super confused as to why he had to bring you at this time of the night just to see it.

“Come,” Jonah stretched his hand out for you to hold.

“W-what?” You became sleepier and sleepier by the minute, and with that came deliriousness and your lack of attention. Jonah chuckled before grabbing your hand from your side and helping you down a bunch of rocks and towards the edge of the lake.

Jonah began taking off his shirt while you looked at him like he was crazy. “Jonah, what are you doing?”

“Do you remember when we were like eight or nine?” Jonah turned back to you. “And we were watching High School Musical two, you said you wanted to be like Troy and Gabriella when you were older,” He said as he fiddled with his belt.

“Yes, but with my lover like Troy and Gabriella, not my best friend,” You laughed. Jonah turned away from you and sighed.

“Too bad,” He chuckled, covering his post-friendzoned sadness. “We’re going in and we’re going to have a fun time,”

You sighed and began taking off your shorts. You and Jonah had changed in front of each other several times, so it was natural for you to drop your shorts and shirt.

While your shirt was over your head, Jonah turned around - not knowing you were actually changing. He blushed when your eyes met his. “Enjoying your little look, Frantzich?” that was enough for Jonah to roll his eyes and jump into the water before you both.

You giggled as you kicked off your shorts and slippers. You walked towards the water and dipped your foot in, but before you really got the chance to test the water temperature, Jonah had grabbed your foot and dragged you in.

“Jonah!” You yelled as you resurfaced. The cold water making you shiver, although it felt good.

“Rule number one; while swimming outside during nighttime, do NOT check the temperature of the water -it’ll only put you off,” he smirked as you glared at him.

He had a point, but it didn’t make you any happier with him. Especially since the cold water had woken you up completely and there was no chance of you getting back home and actually sleeping.

“Yeah, because you’re an expert on outside skinny dipping and swimming,” you swam away from Jonah, allowing your body to adjust to the icy water. “When have you ever gone swimming outside?”

“Me and my ex-girlfriend did, remember that was the night of-”

“Never mind, I don’t want to hear the end of that story,” you chuckled, knowing where it was about to go.

You settled at the complete opposite of the lake, facing Jonah. “You asked,” he smirked.

“You’re right, I asked when you went skinny dipping, not when you lost your virginity, Jonah,”

“Well sorry, queen Y/N,” you rolled your eyes playfully as you splashed Jonah. Luckily the lake wasn’t that long, so the water did reach him.

Wrong move, Y/N. You thought to yourself as Jonah approached you with a devious smirk on his face.

Before you could escape, Jonah grabbed your waist and pulled you back into him. “Where are you going, Y/N?”

You struggled to get out of his grip, “Jonah let goooo,” you whined.

“No can do,” He replied as he dipped you under water.

You gasped as you came back up. You glared at Jonah again as he sent you a cute, forgiving smile, causing you to blush.

Jonah began walking towards you again. He grabbed your waist and pushed you back against the rocks. You looked at him quizzically as he smiled sweetly at you.

There was a moment of silence between you. You watched Jonah’s eyes as they flickered from your eyes to your lips a few times. He licked his lips and he turned away.

“S-sorry,” Jonah wanted to kiss you, but remembered the barrier you put between you both not long ago.

“Whats wrong, Jonah?” You asked, turning his face back to meet yours.

He contemplated telling you his feelings, spilling everything just so it wouldn’t be so hard for him anymore. But at the same time he didn’t want to ruin your friendship incase you felt the same, especially since you were best friends for the longest time.

“Fuck it,” he muttered to himself as he looked you in the eyes. “Y/N, for the past few years now I have had on and off feelings for you. I tried to date other girls to replace the feelings I had for you but you’d go and do something that would make me go absolutely crazy. Its still the same thing now, no other girl would come out here and actually get into the water with me, but you’re different and barely hesitated. Thats exactly what I like about you, you’re not like anyone else, you’re one of a kind. Your smile, eyes, hair, the way you’re so gentle towards everyone, how kind and caring you are, how you are so dang funny without even trying, everything about you just drives me insane - in the best way possible. Y/N, you make me crazy,” Jonah confessed. 

You looked at him in shocked as his teeth tugged his bottom lip. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything,” He began to turn away. You put your hand out and pulled him back by his shoulder.

“Nothing could ever ruin our friendship, Jonah. Honestly, I feel the same. I have since before the day I told you I wanted to be like Troy and Gabriella. I told you I wanted to be like them because I was hoping you’d be the Troy to my Gabriella some day,” You confessed too with a soft chuckle.

Jonah returned to the position he was in before. “Why don’t we be like Troy and Gabriella, then?” He winked as he chuckled softly, too.

You smiled, enjoying the moment with Jonah. The only noise heard was the pants between you both and crickets in the background.

Jonah looked between your eyes and lips once again before breaking the silence. “Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”

You nodded as you looked at his lips, then back to his eyes. Jonah sighed happily as he pushed you back further. He pinned you between the rocks and lifted your chin so you were looking into his eyes. “Promise that even if we don’t work out, that our friendship won't be harmed,”

You lifted up your pinky and wrapped yours around his. “I promise,”

Within seconds after your promise, Jonah pulled you close, one hand on your waist and the other holding your face. And finally, after so many years of waiting, your lips connected.

You kissed back once you realised it was real life. Jonah smiled into the kiss as he tilted his head and pushed you up onto the rock, deepening the kiss.

Before you got carried away, you pulled away. You were both panting worse than before as you smiled at each other.

“Wow,” Jonah said.

“Wow,” you smirked.

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YIKES I FEEL LIKE THIS IS TERRIBLE ABFHAB

[the-dead-skwad]

Left for dead X Reader X Daryl Dixon

A little one shot I did a while back but never posted. Mentions physical abuse. Hope you like it :) You were left stranded half dead, like a skeleton with skin, covered in dirt and blood. On the back seats of a dingey broken down car in the middle of no where. You sat there swaying from weakness thinking of how you could kill the asshole that abandoned you. No gun and a rusty knife. You lay back thinking your time was up, that the last thing you would ever see was the water stained grey roof. You heard a loud knock that took you by surprise, you shot up and punched straight ahead forgetting about the car window between you and that man staring back at you. He frowned and said something. You could see other people standing behind him either shaking their heads or smiling. Shaking the dull pain out of your hand you go to push the door open, however being so weak you fall straight on to the hard concrete hitting your head. A strong good looking guy picks you up into his arms, you try to get a proper look at him but you black out before you can. You wake up in what you think is a few hours but in the land of the dead theres no way of knowing what time, day, month or year it is. You didn't open your eyes at first but you could hear a few people talking and you felt a soft thin matress under you, like a bed. You slowly opened one eye incase anyone was there. You were in a a prison cell you thought. A young-ish girl with short brown hair was dabbing your head with a damp cloth. You reach down by your side slowly to grab you knife but it wasn't there. As she turned to wet the cloth again you roll over off the small bed an landed on your knees. But you weren't going anywhere soon, your wrist was cuffed one of the bed posts. She turned around quickly "Woah! Sit down! We aren't going to hurt you." She held her hands out to show no weapons. You perch on the side of the bed, wobbling slightly. "So where are we? Who are you?" Your voice croaked. She smiled such a pretty smile at you, "My names Maggie, you're in a prison with my group. You collapsed and we couldn't just leave you there." "I'm y/n" You halfed smiled at her. There was no way you were trusting anyone any time soon. You've had people help you in the past that tried to kill you after and they had cuffed you down which didn't give great first impressions. The dirty blanket curtain lifted and the man you in the car window took a step in. "How is she?" "Awake and suprisingly OK. She needs food though, she's lucky we found her when we did." Maggie answered. He looks you up and down "I'll be the judge of weather we keep her here or not." "I can hear you both you know." You spat harsher than you intended. You knew if they kicked you out you wouldn't last a day. The man stepped towards you "My names Rick. I look after my people and we can't just let anyone we don't know around our children. I have 3 questions for you." You nodded at him "I understand, I've mistakenly trusted people I shouldn't have in the past. Ask away." "Right, How many Walkers have you killed?" You frowned slightly "Ermm shit, I don't know. Hundreds." "Right, how many people have you killed?" You pulled another face thinking "12. I think." He nodded "Why?" "It was either then or me. They came after me and regretted it." You had no idea if you had answered them how he wanted but at least you were honest. He looked at you for a while longer, "Good, I'm going to let you free, we will feed you and give you shelter. All we ask is don't cross us and just help out where we need it." A smile stretched across your face. After the last bunch you were with you weren't ready to fully trust anyone but you could try. "Thank you so so much. If it helps I'm a real good shot with a sniper rifle." He uncuffed you and smiled "Watch tower for you then. I'll get Carol to sort some food for you and get Hershal to give you a look over, just to check you haven't got any serious injurys." "Thank you." You called as he left. Maggie smiled at you "So shall I introduce you to some of us?" You shrugged "Sure"As you stood your legs wobbled under you. You nearly fell but she held on to you. After walking around and meeting a few people you couldn't help but wonder where that really handsome man was who picked you up. You sat down at a table in the main hall looking around. "Looking for something dear?" Carols voice pulled you from your thoughts. "No I'm good." You turned to look at her. She frowned at your blackeye. "What happened to you?" She looked at you closer and saw all the bruises on your arms. The dirt usually covered it up but after washing they were as clear as day. You looked down at the canned food infront of you, you couldn't remember the last time you actaully ate something. "Oh nothing." "Thats not nothing. I've seen and experienced the same thing." "Well the last people I was with weren't the nicest men I've ever met." She stood and squeezed your shoulder gently "It's okay, if you ever want to talk you know where I am." You nodded then continued to stare down into you canned food. It was sloppy brown stewed meat in gravey. You used to love this with fries or potatoes, sometimes even in a sandwhich. You put a spoon full in your mouth. It was delisious. You started to shovel the food in your mouth. When you had done a queezy feeling spead across your body, you started to get hot so you ran to the door. You pushed the door and ran round a corner. You held onto the wall as you threw up everything you just ate. You leaned against the wall and slid down it slowly putting your head on your knees. You could easily fall asleep at this point. You needed to build your strength up. "Not used to eating huh?" A voice made you jump. You look up to see the man you had been waiting to meet. "I guess not." "You smoke?" He asked you. "Yeah" you said even though you couldn't remember the last one you had. He sat on the floor next to you, the other side to the sick. He lit two then passed you a smoke. "Thank you." You breathed in the smoke slowly. You forgot how nice smoking was. You saw a small smile appear on his face as he looked at you. "Y/n" you said sticking your free hand out. He shook your hand "Daryl." You both held the handshake way longer than usual. He looked into your eyes and you suddenly felt warm inside. -- A hand waved infront of your face "Hello, you in there?" You turned to smile at Daryl "Sorry babe, I was thinking about the day we met. Do you remember?" He gave you a kiss on the cheek "Seriously how could I forget. You nearly threw up all over me." Your life had gone from dead to better than its ever been, apart from the walkers. You had been welcomed into the group, now they were like you family and you had fell inlove with the most beautiful man you had ever met. The truck suddenly oulled to a holt just at the side of the road. "Whats up Sasha? Can you see some walkers?" You leaned into the front of the truck. "Erm I think thats a person over there. They look pretty fucked up though." You all jump out of the truck and close the doors quietly just incase it was a walker. You walked over slowly so not to disturb it or anything arond it. The closer you got the more you recognised the jacket, the hat, the shirt and finally his face. Your stomach turned and you felt your face burn up with anger. Daryl noticed you. "Whats wrong? You look so angry." "You know that last group I was with, the ones that raped, beat and left women for dead. The group that tortured me then left me in that can you found me in? Well I think thats the guy who used to abuse me." He stopped dead in his tracks, you could see him building with anger next to you. Carol noticed both of you shaking with anger. "Carol its him." She didn't move either. You saw Sasha and Rick pick the scum up off the floor. His face slumps back and you could properly see him. All this anger built up inside of you just escaped. You ran at him the fastest you have ever ran and kicked him in the teeth. "Shit! Harriet! What the fuck?" Rick shouts at you. "Its him Rick! Its the guy from my last group." Your whole body was vibrating with anger. "Well by all means beat the shit out of him." The guy looks at you "Y/n? I thought you were.." "Dead? Why? Because you raped me, abused me and then when I was no use you tossed me to the side of the road like a peice of shit." He had no words for you. "Well it looks like the tables have turned asshole." You never thought you would see him ever again "Stand you piece of shit. Stand and fight me." Shaking he gets to his feet and throws a pathetic punch your way missing completly. "Come on you used to throw much better punches, giving me blackeyes, bruises, broken ribs. With a smile on your face I believe." You heard Carol behind you "No Daryl. This is her fight." "You see that guy coming to protect me?" You spit in his face "He's my boyfriend now. He treats me with all the love and respect I deserve. Where as all you deserve to do is die." You punch him over and over again in the face, he wobbles but doesn't fall. "Baby you know me" blood spits out his mouth as he tried to speak "Why lie infront of these nice people. I would never hurt you." "Oh you cunt! You aint fooling any of these people! These are my friends they know all about you and the other scum. I'm gona keep this up till you die and don't you worry I won't be giving you mercy." On that last word you punched him so hard it knocked him clean to the floor. You pulled your hand gun from your holster on your hip and shot him in the dick. "Bleed out asshole." You trun around to see everyone staring at you. All the guys are holding onto their crotches. "What the fuck." Sasha mouthed. "Remind me not to piss you off." She laughed. You winked at her and laughed. Daryl walked up to you and put his arm around you "You ok?" he kissed the top of your head. "Yeah, I can finally relax knowing he isn't going to hurt anyone again." You leaned into his chest and squeezed him. He rested his head on yours "Just promise me one thing." "Whats that?" muffled into his chest. "Please don't get angry and postal on us all." You leaned back and nudged him "I'll try not too." You both laughed walking back tot he truck. You turned your back on your past and honestly you couldn't be happier.