#maybe i'll just try to cover my vent at night

[knifegremliin]

on my hands and knees begging for my body to let me sleep. please. please. just let me fucking sleep what do you WANT FROM ME.

[miyu-d]

Not urgent request:

Small every day interactions with ace, like for example you just woke up and he is making you breakfast and he gives a lil kiss

Or he watches you as you do you’re work out and he’s like “dam” and it maybe gets spicy

Stuff like that

Hi! Yeah, I like your idea. I'll try my best to write this. Hope you like it. 💕

A typical day

(Ace x gn!reader)

You woke up in the morning and saw the empty sheets on Ace's side of the bed. Ace is not a morning person; normally, you always find him sleeping like a baby while all tangled up in his bedsheets. So you wondered where he went.

That's when you heard some noises from the kitchen. You knew what he was up to. Ace had this habit of making you breakfast in the morning and bringing it to bed if your previous day was hard and busy. He wants to do something to cheer you up. You went back to sleep because you didn't want to ruin the surprise he was about to give you.

He is not the greatest cook. Not to mention, he cooks while half asleep. Even he, himself, is the fire; sometimes he burns the food. But you know it's made with love, so it's the most delicious thing for you.

Ace came to your room with a tray. He put it aside on the night table and got into bed.

"Rise and shine, my love."

He woke you up while cuddling and giving you lots of kisses on your face. Then he started to kiss your neck to keep you awake, and he didn't let you go back to sleep. You cuddled with him until your sleepiness went away.

After having breakfast and doing morning hygiene, you helped each other get ready. Like, you searched for his socks, and he helped you pack your bag. Both of you were a little clumsy in the morning, so you needed each other's help. Then both of you went for your own daily routines.

He didn't forget to call you and check on you while you were working. He always worries about nothing. But you are used to it.

As soon as you came back, he told you every single thing that happened in his day. And he listened to you too... All your tiredness and stress went away after you talked everything out. Ace is always there to listen to your venting without judging you. So you felt so relaxed.

Normally both of you eat dinner at that time, but you decided to do some workouts because you were busy and didn't have time to do any exercises recently. Ace also joined you.

You were so focused on your exercises. You turned back to see what Ace was doing, and you saw him watching you while sitting on the floor. You got a little flustered and clumsy after that.

Then Ace got up and slowly approached you from behind. He put his hands on your waist and pulled you towards him. Your back was touching his chest. He started to kiss your neck slowly. He didn't care that you were covered with sweat. His hands started to slowly move to your chest while still kissing your neck softly.

You knew there was no way of saying no to him now, so you gave up on your workout and turned around to kiss him. Ace stopped kissing your neck and looked at your face. You stared at his lips and, without warning, kissed him. He got a little surprised first, and then the corner of his lip curled, and he kissed you back passionately. Both of you pressed your bodies towards each other, needing more and more touches. You stoked the back of his neck while he caressed your back and sides.

Both of you headed to the bathroom without stopping your passionate making out. You took off each other's clothes on the way there. Then Ace turned on the shower, and water dripped down on your bodies.

He started to kiss your neck again. This time more roughly, more like nibbling. His hands wandered all over your body. Then the make-out session turned into, you know, what.

After getting out of the shower and drying each other, you and Ace had dinner.

You picked up a book and went to bed. You started to read it while Ace was watching TV.

When Ace got sleepy, he came to you and started to be clingy. He sat beside you in the bed and snugged on you.

"Babe... Can we go to sleep?" He asked while yawning.

You were also tired, so you put the book away and got ready to sleep. Ace loves to hold you in his arms. But he loves to be the little spoon more. He feels safe when you hold him. So he buried his face in your chest. Then he put his arms around you and hugged you tightly.

"I love you so much, babe... You have no idea how much I love you..."

"I love you so much too, babe." You kissed his forehead and stoked his hair to make him feel secure.

He kept telling you how much he loved you and how lucky he was to have you. And he pouted a little, saying that you work so much and don't give him much time. Then you planned your future together with some silly talks while cuddling and eventually fell asleep.

Masterlist

The drawings are not mine. All the credis goes to the these arts:

-Omame/IMADA Makoto

-S+ y (yumiya)

-I couldn't find the artist of the last one. Sorry.

[nrdmssgs]

Sorry but I NEED a happy ending for Nikto and that reader. An AU, What If, whatever, but I need fluff and happiness

Pieces of them

Masterlist

Part 1

Pairing: Nikto x f reader Angst\comfort Reader goes KIA

Thank you @amongthe141 for encouraging me for writing more for this guy, thank you to a very dear @atenceladusiaawfytbwb for reminding me about this story. @iwanncry @bogboyfriendbreadslice @sinner-sinta loves, sorry for bothering you, but just in case, you wanted a happy ending - here it is.

"Are you out or not? I don't have all night!" She laughs.

Nikto doesn't like it when she laughs - it feels as if someone tickles him from the inside.

"Dumb ritual," he mutters, taking a step outside and facing dark night skies.

"Anything, I come up with is dumb, of course." Her voice is calm and unbothered by his commentaries. "Now tell me, which one do you see?"

He lifts his head. Usually he manages to recognize two, or at best three, constellations. But today he is almost going blind from the brightness of the myriad stars. They are so large that it seems that he can reach some of them with his hand.

Niktos breath catches in his throat. Why didn't he notice this before? Why didn't he see all these stars hovering right above his head? The night sky became so wildly mesmerizing, since...

"Hello, it seems you are trying to reach me, while I'm deployed. Leave your message, and I'll call back after an ungodly amount of sleep, hot shower and a few decent meals. Bye!"

He winces. Just recently, she called him every evening and forced him to go outside before bed and tell her at least two constellations that he could see above his head. Recently. Or maybe it was a million years ago, in a past life? Or did this not happen at all? Maybe he made her up?

Nikto shakes his head. Her voice, pre-recorded for the inbox, is not a figment of his imagination. And this sky above is unusually bright, but still real. He raises his head, covers his mouth and howls in horror and pain.

***

The worst thing is that there's even no body left to bury. She was confirmed to be KIA, yet Nikto couldn't even say goodbye.

First he waited by her door. Like a dog on a leash. Scared and desperate. Like a beggar. Hopeless.

He wrote her, he wrote so much, but never got an answer. So Nikto ran away, not being able to spend one more night at her doorstep, waiting for nothing. Ever since, he was on the run, chasing the last traces of her. He barely slept or ate and just drove from one hospital to another, inspecting their list of deceived soldiers.

Nikto deserved that last goodbye. Even if her body was all deformed, even if there were just a few bones left - it was still better than chasing her pre-recorded voice every evening and suffocate himself to not howl at the moon.

His squadmates try to reach out to him, buts it's no use - Nikto ignores their calls and doesn't bother reading messages. He keeps chasing her ghost and that is all that matters.

Until one day he stumbles upon König himself at one of the hospitals. Nikto notices a printed list of names in his hand and pulls it harshly, almost tearing the paper apart.

"She's not there."

Nikto ignores Colonels words and goes through the list, quietly muttering names. Only to find out, that König is right.

A crumpled piece of paper flies into the wall, to the displeasure of the head nurse. The Colonel picks it up, carefully straightens it and places it back on the counter.

"We are not ok about her fate, just as you. We can search together, An-"

"Shut up! I'm not searching just for a squadmate, not trying to lighten my conscience! You don't know who she was! Even she didn't..." Nikto stops himself in the middle of the sentence. He knows, It's wrong to vent his anger to the Colonel, who did nothing wrong in the first place.

***

König starts sending Nikto strange addresses: they switch from military hospitals to the organizations helping war survivors. The search becomes much more complicated, because many people, who end up in such facilities, have no IDs. So Nikto has to visit each ward and have long talks with nurses.

It drains his last bits of energy, so when he hears 'we actually have someone fitting your description', he doesn't even react right away. Nikto nods automatically, stands up and stops only at the doors.

"Wait, there is someone?" He rushes back and nearly knocks the nurse over.

Grabbing her hands, he barely whispers 'please, let me see, just one glance, please' with his white, dry lips.

He expects to be escorted to the basement, where the morgue is usually located, but is taken to the common room. A few people slowly walk along it with absolutely lost faces. But Nikto doesn’t look at them - his gaze rests on the painfully familiar profile. Her face.

Eyes tired and faded. Her skin is pale, her hair is very short, and there is a long and voluminous scar on the head. Nikto notices that she is shaking.

“She’s cold. Do you have warmer clothes or a blanket here? I’ll pay for anything!” He turns and meets the sympathetic gaze of the nurse. Irritated, he knocks on the glass door. Several people turn to look at him, but she doesn't pay any attention.

"Sir, I'm afraid you don't quite understand the situation correctly. She experienced clinical death, woke up from a coma. These tremors are not from the cold." After these words, Nikto already feels his hands getting colder.

He begs the nurse to let them speak. "A minute, just a minute!" But she leads him away from the room.

"Sir, she needs to be prepared for any meeting. Meanwhile, we will need some documentary evidence of your affiliation. We have to protect our patients from any illegal encounters."

For a split second Nikto imagines, how long would it take him to push her to any room on their way and block the door, so he can run back. But he shakes his head, banishing the mental image.

He patiently listens and even writes down, what documents he has to provide. He covers his own mouth, when the voices inside line up in the choir, asking him to scream.

***

Nikto fights for a single chance to talk to her, as if his life depends on it: despite his anger, he contacts König, asks for a help with forging required papers, he takes his own meds religiously, fearing to harm her otherwise.

He counts minutes, till he can hold her hand, just make sure, it is really her. Alive.

When he is finally allowed to talk to her - the nurse asks Nikto to wait, while she makes sure, the patient is ready. He stands awkwardly in the doorway, as the nurse sits on the bed next to her and tells her something softly.

In a few minutes she nods and the nurse walks past Nikto. "No sudden moves, keep your voice down. She gets scared easily. There will be personnel right behind her door," she whispers and leaves them alone.

Nikto walks around the bed and finally sees her: a mere shadow of a warrior, an almost lifeless shell, curled up, hugging her knees. Words roll up in a lump in his throat, and he just descends on his knees, trying to meet her lost gaze.

At first, she hides her eyes, as if not looking at him would make him not existing in her world. Nikto cant believe, this is all that left of the smiling, lively, skillful amazing her. His hand raises to the huge, ugly scar on her head automatically, but she catches him and shakes her head in a silent plea.

"Of course. I-I`m sorry, I won't touch... Of course, I won't. I'm so sorry." His voice is just a tad louder than a whisper.

Feeling, that his voice is shaking, Nikto takes a deep breath and looks her in the eyes. He wants to tell her so much, every cell in his body begs to hold her, cover her with a blanket, warm her. But he knows better than to stress her with too much information or questions or contact. He's been reading days and nights now about her current state. That's why Nikto just sits before her, staring into her face.

She reaches out to his cheeks, and he wakes from his stupor.

"My face must be scary. I brought a mask, but they said, it might scare you even more." Nikto shows her the mask, but she pushes it away and rests her hands on his face. It's only when her fingers touch his skin - he realizes, his cheeks, chin and neck are wet with tears.

He tries to get a grip on himself, but her touch crushes the last bit of self-control, he had. Tears keep running down his face as she cups it with all the care of this world.

"They will come. They will come. They will come. They will come." At first, he doesn't make anything from the words, leaving her lips. He is so shocked by her tenderness, that he is afraid to move or talk back.

She brings him closer and closer, until she hugs Nikto, clinging to him desperately and repeating 'they will come'. Only when her face hides on his shoulder, Nikto masters a simple question.

"Who will come? You're waiting for someone?"

She keeps muttering the same mantra, but points at a bed drawer. Nikto hesitates for a few long minutes, not wanting to scare her off by a sudden movement.

He reaches out and opens the drawer, which appears to be full of... pieces of paper. He hugs her back with one hand and takes a handful of pieces with the other.

Several pieces of paper fall to the floor with a dry rustle. Nikto squints his eyes at the remaining pieces of paper and freezes. A star map. Torn into tiny pieces. Their nightly ritual has survived everything - even death.

Maybe she didn’t remember him, maybe she didn’t remember what exactly they did in the evenings, but this starry sky, even in the form of a map, remained with her as small pieces of hope. Pieces from which she assembled him and herself.

Nikto opens his palm, letting the remaining paper fall on the ground, and hugs her with both hands finally. He finally finds the right words for her.

"We've come for you, love."

[scourgeofgotham]

Canary and Jaybird

chapter three

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Graphic Sexual Content, Crying, Unresolved Trauma, Spitting, Degradation, Dom/Sub, Slapping, Praise! Kink, Begging, DD/LG, Breeding, Stockholm Syndrome, Reader has PTSD, Mentions of Rape

A/N: okay in AK when Jason reveals himself to Bruce, he's like “I'm hurt.” AHHHHH I'm drooling, I'm crying, I'm wet. his tone and how he talks makes me sopping wet.

It was Jason’s 16th birthday, 7 months since he was missing. It hurt her every day knowing that her Jaybird wasn't coming home. Why did he have to go after Joker alone? She was suited up as Batgirl standing on top of the Trigate bridge starting at the Asylum. This was the fifth time now.

She pondered, wondering if Jason could be locked up in Arkham. This was the night she decided to follow through and listen to her heart. She went around each wing silently, trying not to make noise. There was a wing being guarded by an Arkham officer, just as she was walking away she heard the doors open, walking out was the Joker.

Her heart started to ache, wanting her to go and check it out. There's probably nothing in there. It took her a solid 10 minutes trying to figure out how to get in there without alerting the officer. She found a vent in the very top and climbed up there and used her grapple hook to pull it off, once it was off she climbed down silently and dropped it on one of the exposed air vents. She climbed in and found an air vent opening. She looked around wondering what was in there and saw a figure tied to a chair. She surveillance the room to see if anyone else was in there and the only other person was Harley Quinn

Easy.

She dropped down behind Quinn trying to be quiet and crouched right behind her and knocked her out.

“It-It can't be you.” the voice called out.

It can't be.

She looked up at the body and saw a body wrapped in barbwire. She saw on the suit the Robin symbol. She stepped closer and saw her beloved. He was bruised, covered in blood with a horrendous ‘J’ on his cheek below his eye. “Jason.” she ran towards him wanting to kiss him. “Get. Away. From. Me.” Jason growled. “It's been months since I was captured and now you wanna rescue me?” he sounded so broken and afraid.

“Jay, I've been looking for you. I've been trying so hard to find you. Lemme get you out of here and I can help you.” she softly spoke. “Where is Bruce?” he hissed. “Does he even care?” She wanted to cry. “He's been looking too, I just thought maybe in Arkham and tonight I finally got past all the guards baby. Let me take you home.” She was the broken one, crying trying to stay calm. “I gotta get you out. The Joker is gonna come back soon and I gotta get you out.”

She tried to get the barbwire off of him but Harley started waking up, and she could hear the Joker coming back. “I'll be up in the air vent baby. I love you, I'm gonna get you out.” She kissed him, one last time. She got up to the air vent before the doors opened. The Joker walked up to Jason moving the barbwire off of him. “We’re gonna make a little video for Batman. Harley?” “I don't know what happened Mr. J! I was watching Birdbrain over there and I fell unconscious,” Harley confessed. “Do better Harley or I'm gonna replace you with Batsys pet.” The Joker hissed.

“Alright, Jason look into the camera for Daddy.”

“State your name.”

“My name is Jason Todd.”

“Who do you hate?”

“Batman”

“You know I never asked. What's the big secret? Who is the big bad bat?”

“His name. Tell me.”

“Of course sir, it's-”

She got a sign that he was still alive not too long ago. She saw millions of dollars being drained out of one of Bruce’s many bank accounts. One day after school she saw a Tenderheart bear, brand new with tags on it sitting on her bed. Alongside a copy of her favourite book Wuthering Heights. Inside a quote, “She burned too bright for this world.”

She immediately knew that only Jason would buy that for her.

“What do you say, Princess? You wanna thank Daddy for rescuing you from Bruce? So you can be Daddy’s little slave forever and never have to go outside again? I can bring you everything you want and need.”

Bruce?

“How do y-” “Jason was never good at keeping secrets princess.” he interrupted her. “Don’t stray away from what I asked. You wanna be Daddy’s Princess forever?”

She contemplated, knowing that Jason was probably killed. She saw him get shot and after, she still hoped he survived.

“What happened to Jason?” she asked, still wanting to know. “Okay, Nancy Drew, if you wanna ruin the moment, I'll tell you.” He spat. “Deathstroke killed him. There I said it. He's been dead for so long now that you need to stop hanging on and get over it.”

It felt like a knife was digging into her heart and twisting. “No...” her whole world shattered.

“I got a sign from him, He left me presents. I saw money being drained out of Bruce's accounts.” “Wrong. I got out every single piece of information from him before we tossed his body into the water. I got you your favourite book sweetheart. All of those love notes and flowers were from me. The money, however, Jason paid to not be killed. However, we got everything we wanted out of him.” He confessed. “Now, I've been waiting, and you don't have anyone to save you.” He hissed. He grabbed her face and let go grabbing her neck instead. “Be my rapeslut, there's nothing you can do to make me stop.” The distorted voice made it hard to hear how upset he was.

He's gone forever...

He positioned himself at her opening, “Daddy?” she said softly, causing him to stop and look at her. “Yes, Peanut?”

“Thank you for rescuing me, Daddy.” she sounded broken. “Can you kiss me?” she asked, putting her hands up to his helmet. “Let me blindfold you, Princess.” he got off of her finding something to blindfold her with. “Alright lift your head up.”

She lifted her head and saw he was wrapping a piece of cloth around her head. “Can you see me?” “No Daddy.” She lied she could see just a little bit but not clearly enough.

She heard the Knight push the button on his helmet and saw the shadow of it coming up. She giggled, “Please kiss me, Daddy.” “Of course Belle.” His voice, it was so smooth and silky. It sounded so raspy but sweet. She swear she heard his voice before. She felt his soft lips kiss hers, and she melted. She grabbed his head pulling him in by his helmet, and wouldn't him go, she kept kissing him. The two made out for what seemed like years. She was in heaven, his soft buttery lips against hers. She felt a tongue brush up against hers and moaned. She wanted him to never wear that stupid helmet around her again.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in. “Daddy.” she moaned. She pulled away “Can I please take off your mask? I wanna grab your hair. I promise I'll be good.” she begged. “I promise Daddy.”

“You want it off? Beg,” he commanded. “Please Daddy, I won't ever try to escape again. There's nothing out there for me, I don't wanna think anymore. I don't want to have to fight criminals anymore, I wanna be all yours and have you take care of me. I'll let you breed me, I'll be yours. I wanna stand alongside you and sleep in the same bed as you, I love you, Daddy. I don't even know what you look like, but you know me. You know how I wanna be touched, you know what I want to hear. Please, Daddy.” she begged, tears collecting in the blindfold.

He took off his mask, pleased at what she confessed. He tossed it on the bed next to them. He started kissing her neck leaving hickies scattered across her skin. She moaned and ran her hands up his neck feeling that he took it off. She tugged on his hair lightly, making him bite her shoulder. When she felt his teeth sink in, she gasped “More.” He took this as an invitation and moved her on her stomach, taking turns in between biting her, kissing her, and giving her hickeys. “Such a good girl.” He mumbled.

He decided he couldn't wait any longer and put his throbbing tip in her tight hole. He started sinking in, splitting her puffy swollen lips open. “Fuck” He gasped. “Daddy, it hurts.” she mumbled, “You can’t fit,” she whispered. “I'm gonna fit sweetheart, I'm gonna split you in two.” He thrusted, making her gasp. “Told you,” he mumbled. He was so big, and she hasn't had sex in years. “Fuck” she moaned, he grabbed her by her hair and lifted her against his body, and slapped her across her face. His voice was so smooth and commanding, she was drunk on his voice.

He held her against him with his arm across her throat, his other hand toying with her throbbing clit. “Look so good Belle, stuffed full,” he mumbled. She was mewling with enjoyment, he was so big, so dominant. “Love you, Daddy” she coos, her voice all of a sudden high-pitched. Her right hand holding his arm, and her left is holding his hand that's making circles with her puffy and swollen clit. She kept getting more aroused and started leaking out of her stuffed cunt. “Princess, you're making a mess.” he teased. She started whining. “I love those little sounds of yours” he gasped. She started giggling, “Daddy, feel so good.” she took her right arm and placed it behind her trying to touch him, she leaned back into him. “Kiss?” she coos. “Course,” he mumbled. Leaning into her to give her a kiss. “Change?” she said softly. “Mhmmm?” he hummed. “Want you differently” she whispered.

He left her weeping abused cunt, taking his arm off her neck and moving his arm away from her swollen clit. He shoves her on the bed making her gasp. He flips her over and lifts her legs on his shoulders shoving his throbbing member into her abused cunt. He placed his hands on her legs holding her legs up, she had her hands on his legs.

She gasped. “Daddy” Whining loudly. He pulled out, then slammed himself back in, over and over. He leaned over to her face, “Open” he commanded. She opened up her mouth and he spat in it. “Swallow baby.” She did as she was told giving a toothy, fucked out smile.

He found her secret spot making her dig her fingers into him, making him grin. “Feel good? Right here?” he teased, pushing his head against the exact spot, making her whine and squirm. He kept doing it over and over again making her pull her hand off of his leg and shoving it in her mouth to bite on to hold back her moans. She started screaming from the pleasure, thank god the blindfold is on or he would see her eyes barely being able to keep open.

He pulled her hand out and slapped her again, “Lemme hear those moans” he spat. “Don’t you dare keep those from me” he growled. He took his hand and started rubbing her swollen clit. She bit her lip wanting to keep them in. She couldn't contain it anymore once she felt like she was nearing her second orgasm. “Daddy?” she asked.

“Mhmm?”

“Cum?” she couldn't think of full sentences anymore.

“Almost Princess,” he could feel himself getting close.

“Fucked out of your mind?” he teased.

“Mhmm, thank you.” she coos.

Almost at her limit, her eyes rolling around in her head, drool coming out of her mouth a little bit. Just barely letting go of the Knight’s legs. He is almost at his limit as well, panting and groaning from her tight walls spasming. “Cum together?” She mumbled.

“Yeah, Belle.”

A minute later he reached his climax, “Okay Princess you can cum.” He said letting her tip him over the edge. He filled her walls with his cum, making sure her cunt gets every drop. “Thank you.” she coos. He pulled out of her watching as some of their fluids pour out, taking his fingers and pushing their cum back in. “Filled you up,” he said. “Have baby soon?” she whined, still cockdrunk. He chuckled. “So fucked out.” He laughed, moving up to kiss his little girl once more before the helmet went back on.

“Love you, Daddy. Thank you for taking care of me.” her soft high pitched voice confessed.

“Love you too, Belle.”

She finally accepted her fate.

[nomoreusername]

Bless You

Pairing:Newt x female reader

Summary:After crawling through the vents you end up meeting a cute British boy.

Aris and I are the only ones left from our Maze. We've been told all of our friends are safe and happy. We'd believe it if we were complete idiots.

Now we spend our nights on look-out for any clues we can find. Any possible escape routes, our friends, or ideas of where the bodies go is quickly noted.

"I swear we're just going to fall through these things one day,"I mumbled, crawling next to my friend.

"That isn't even funny."

"It wasn't supposed to be. I'm just adding more terror to this already horrifying place. Maybe you can put it in your list of fears."

"We have enough of those,"He pointed out.

"Yeah, but I'm just saying-"

"Stop,"He hushed, putting his hand out. I gave him a questioning look, but he only shook his head.

"Go back,"He mouthed, pointing behind us. This was understandably confusing and irritating, but I didn't ask him about it. I'm sure I'd get an explanation later.

Apparently, that came sooner than I would have hoped. Someone sneezed, and I did probably the most idiotic thing in my life.

"Bless you,"I said, absentmindedly. Aris looked at me in disbelief. It was then that it clicked in my mind how much I just messed up.

"What? Who's there?"Someone asked.

"Let's go,"He mouthed again.

"What if we just see who they are?"I suggested.

"No. Go back now."

There was the rustling of bedsheets. Aris was silently begging me to leave. I know I probably should, but maybe we could trust this stranger.

Actually, now that I'm thinking it through that's a bad idea. Quickly but quietly we got ready to leave.

Everything next happened in a flash. The vent cover was off, and some strange boy climbed from his bunk into the ceiling. We all sat there staring at each other. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion while I just was frozen with wide eyes.

"Who are you two?"He asked after a minute of dead silence. While there are a thousand other questions probably running through his head that's probably the most obvious one.

"You're dreaming,"I blurted out. Aris gave an exasperated sigh from next to me.

"No. I've definitely seen you before, and I doubt I'd dream of strangers."

"I'm just the girl of your dreams,"I shrugged.

"Y/N, you are terrible at excuses. Listen, I'm Aris, that's Y/N, and we're just trying to figure some things out."

"Are you taking a bloody midnight stroll through the vents?"The boy asked. It was clear now that he had an accent. It was strangely nice to listen to. That's probably not something most people would think about when a stranger is sitting across from them in a vent, but nothing about this situation is normal. There's no way any thought could make this weirder than it is.

"We're doing some things. Before I explain why we're in a death trap do you want to tell us your name?"I asked, tired of referring to him as stranger in my mind.

"What?"He asked quickly.

"Y/N, that's a terrible thing to say,"Aris scolded.

"It's the truth. Now tell us your name stranger,"I repeated.

"I'm Newt. Now what are you talking about?"

"I like your name. Well, since you've disturbed our mission we'll explain tomorrow. Meet us at our table. You'll find it in no time."

"But-"

"So long Newt. Have a great sleep,"I said before he could get another word out. Judging by the paranoid expression on his face I don't think that's happening, but we pretended not to see as we made our way back to our rooms.

"Seriously Y/N? That's the way we get caught? Because you said bless you?"Aris whispered.

"It's a reflex. It's not my fault I have manners,"I defended.

"We know nothing about him. He could think we're insane."

"We know his name is Newt,"I reminded him.

"That's not what I meant. Tonight think of how we explain this to him. I'll do the same. I'll see you tomorrow Y/N."

"Will do. Goodnight Aris,"I responded, before making my final stop of the night.

Carefully dropping into my top bunk I laid down and stared at the ceiling. All the while I thought more about the random boy I had just met. Something tells me the mysterious blonde with a cute accent will believe us just fine.

[thedepthsoffandomminds]

Maze runner chapter thirteen

Masterlist

Previous chapter

“Alice.

Barry.

Walt.

Edgar.

Samantha.” Janson called out more names.

“I wanna know what's through that door.” Thomas whispered to you.

“Aaron.”

“Now, we've been over this. You said they were covered up, so you don't know what you saw.” Newt replied

“Dennis.”

“It could've been anything under there.”

“I know exactly what I saw. They were bodies.” Thomas explained again.

“Sally.”

“Aris said they bring in a new batch every night.”

“Who the hell is Aris?” Minho asked.

“Henry.

Tim.”

Thomas pointed to a boy sitting alone at a table not to far away. You all turn to look at him.

“Well, I'm sold.” Minho joked.

“And last but not least, David. Thank you for your attention. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” Janson lowered his clipboard as the chosen teens walked over to him. Newt leaned past you to speak,

“Okay, until we know anything for certain,

we should just keep our heads down and try not to draw any attention to ourselves, all right?”

Thomas nods, his eyes firmly on the doors. He got up and rushed forward.

“What is he doing?” You ask.

“I think he's drawing attention to himself.” Frypan stated the obvious and you all slowly got up.

“Hang on. You weren't called.” The guard stopped Thomas from walking out.

“I know, I'm just gonna be a second.” Thomas said, trying once more to get through the doors.

“This is a restricted area, kid.” The guard told him.

“I just wanna see my friend. Can you let me through?”

“Get your ass back in that chair.” The guard poked his finger on Thomas's chest.

Thomas turned and took a few steps before twisting quickly and rushing the guard. There is a tangle of limbs and Thomas is pushed back into you.

“Control your friend!” the guard shouted angrily. Janson broke through the guards.

“What's happening here? Thomas?I thought we could trust each other. You know we're all on the same team here.” He stopped shouting but his tone was anything but nice.

“Are we?” Thomas heaved his words through heavy breaths.

“Get them to their bunks.” The older man demanded.

“What the hell was that about?” you growled once the bunk door was shut and locked.

“You didn't really think they were just gonna let you through?” Newt folded his arms.

“Nah, of course I didn't.” Thomas pulled out the key card he had swiped, “I'm gonna find out what's on the other side of that door.” he said triumphantly.

“Right.”

“Newt, they're hiding something. Okay? These people are not who they say they are.”

“No, Thomas, you don't know that! The only thing that we do know is that they helped rescue us from WICKED. They gave us new clothes. They gave us food. They gave us a proper bed. Some of us haven't had that in a long time.” There was venom in Newt's next words, “Some of us a lot longer than others.”

The vent cover from under Thomas's bed flicked across the floor

“Hey, Thomas.” The Aris kid poked his head through, “You got it, didn't you?”

“Yeah. Let's go.” Thomas rushed forward.

“All right, look, maybe you guys are right. Maybe I'm just being paranoid but I got to find out for sure. Just cover for me. I'll be back as soon as I can.” He said before slipping through the grate. You watched him, then looked back at the others. Curiosity took over you and dove to the floor, crawling into the vents and following Thomas.

The three of you dropped down into the corridor and Thomas used the key card. Inside the room you were first faced with strange creatures in tanks.

“What the hell?”

“Are they Grievers?” You ask.

In the next part of the room kids were strung up in rows. All of them unconscious as a blue liquid is extracted from them. You feel Thomas rush past you to a girl.

“Teresa?” He uses back her hair,

“It's Rachel. They took her the first night. I told her it was going to be okay.” Aris informed you both.

“You sure this can't wait?” Janson’s voice echoed from the doorway. All three of you jumped and ran to hide. Two men walked through the room with one of them clicking on a screen that Janson stood in front of.

“She was very specific, sir. She wanted to speak with you personally.” The man said.

“As if I don't have enough to deal with.” Janson groaned.

You chance pearing round and you see Ava Paige spring onto the screen.

“Good evening, Doctor Paige. Lovely to see you again. Although I admit… I wasn't expecting to hear from you quite so soon.” There was that false niceness from Janson again.

“Change of plans, Janson. I'll be arriving a little sooner than expected. First thing tomorrow.” The blonde woman spoke. Your heart raced, not even two days ago you had stood over her dead body.

“We'll be delighted to have you. I think you'll be pleased with the progress we've made. As you can see, early results have been extremely promising. Whatever it is you've been doing to them in there, it's working.” He said.

“Not well enough. I just received board approval. I want all the remaining subjects sedated and prepped for harvest by the time I arrive.” you flick your eyes to Thomas who is looking at you, panic in his eyes.

“Doctor Paige, we are going as fast as we can. We are still running tests…”

“Try something faster. Until I can guarantee their security, this is the best plan.”

“Ma'am, security is my job. We're on twenty four hour lockdown here.” Janson tried to reassure her. “I am assuring you...the assets are secure.”

“Have you found the Right Arm?”

“Not yet. We tracked them as far as the mountains.” you could tell he was getting frustrated.

“ So they're still out there. And they've already hit two of our installations. They want these kids as badly as we do. And I cannot, I cannot afford another loss. Not now, when I am so close to a cure. If you are not up to the task, I will find someone who is.” Ava growled through the screen.

“That won't be necessary. Might I suggest we start with the most recent arrivals.”

“Those four are our best hope, Just get it done. Janson. I don't want them to feel any pain.”

“They won't feel a thing.” The screen went blank and the two men marched themselves out of the room.

The three of you all rush back to the vent and climb up.

“Thomas! Y/n!” Newt said as you rushed into the room.

“We gotta go.” You wanted as you helped Aris out from under the bed.

“We gotta go right now.” Thomas repeated your words as he grabbed a sheet from a bed and tied it around the bunk door.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Minho shouted.

“What do you mean, "We gotta go?" Newt asked.

“They're coming. Come on. We gotta go.” Thomas was panicking and rushing around.

“They're coming for us. Paige. She's still alive.” You say grabbing Newt's hand.

“What happened in there?” Frypan asked.

“Aris, what happened?” Winston grabbed him. You were trying to pull a bunk in front of the doors.

“Thomas, y/n, can you just calm down and talk to us.”

“She's still alive.” Thomas finally stood still.

“Who's she? Teresa?”

“Ava.”

“Ava?” Thomas started grabbing things again,

“Will you just turn around and talk to us?”

“It's WICKED! It's still WICKED. It's always been WICKED.” You bellow at them.

“What did you see?” Newt asked you, trying to hold on to your shoulders and stop you from rushing around. Thomas put a mattress against the door, covering the window.

“Come on, come on. We don't have time.” You say pushing the boys to the vents. You all emerge into a corridor that's lined with pipes all painted white. Thomas looked around himself.

“Okay, let's go.”

“You guys go ahead. There's something I gotta do.” Aris said.

“What are you talking about?” You ask him.

“Trust me, it's important. You guys wanna get outta here, right? With everyone? Just go.”

“I'll go with him.”

“Okay, Winston, go! Go!” Thomas agreed.

“You sure we can trust this kid?” Minho asks as you all run towards a door.

“You don't want to know where we'd be without him.”

As your turned the corner you all ran into a female doctor.

“What are you kids doing out?” As you scrambled for something to say the alarm lights began spinning. The doctor gasped as Minho grabbed her and spun her round.

“Take us to Teresa” Thomas demanded. The doctor didn't have much choice; she led you all back through the facility toward the medical bay.

“Freeze, stay where you are!” You hear the voice behind you. Minho wastes no time. He runs full pelt at the guard, using the flat of his shin to drive the guard into the wall and knocking him out. You were all impressed by his strength and quick thinking. He grabbed the guard's gun.

Finally in the medbay you pushed doctor Crawford down amongst the other doctors and Minho used bandages to bind their hands. Thomas finds Teresa on a bed behind a curtain. He gently wakes her up. She was confused but compliant.

“Thomas we gotta go now!” You call out. Thomas scans the room and grabs a stool he slams it against the window but it bounces off.

“Newt!” The blonde boy grabs another and they work together slamming at the same time and glass scatters around the room. Thomas jumps through the window and helps Teresa over, Newt was next and he grabbed you into his arm to bring you over the glass. Minho wasast to hop over, holding the gun pointed at the door.

You run like you've never run before until you reach another corridor. A grey door at the end. This was the one you had first come.in through and you knew freedom was close by. Thomas tried the key card in the door but it continued to flash red.

“Thomas!” Jason stood behind two.guards on their knees.

“Open this door, Janson!” Thomas demanded.

“You really don't want me to.” Janson said.

“Open the damn door!”

“Listen to me! I'm trying to save your life. The maze is one thing, but you kids wouldn't last one day, out in the Scorch. If the elements don't kill you, the Cranks will. Thomas, you have to believe me. I only want what's best for you.” You took the card from him and tried it again.

“Yeah, let me guess. WICKED is good?”

“You're not getting through that door, Thomas.” Janson growled.

In that exact moment the doors opened and you heard a familiar growl.

“Mai Mai!” You rush through the door and wrap yourself around the Tiger. Winston and Aris stood beside her.

“Hey, guys.” Aris smiled.

“You didn't think we'd leave her behind did you?” Winston laughed

“Come on!” You turn to see what Newt is shouting at and see the doors closing. Thomas was running as fast as he could.

“Thomas! Come on! Let's go!” The boys were all shouting together. You room a moment too. Look around yourself and see two backpacks. Quickly glancing in them you see a medpack and other equipment so you grab one and throw the other at Minho. Thomas slides through the door just as it was closing and you all sigh in relief. There isn't time to waste and you all run across the open room to the large doors. To your surprise it only needed a small twist of a red handle to open them.

Sand blew instantly making you all close your eyes for a moment. You felt a hand slide into yours and Newt pulled you along with him. Mai Mai by your side.

Next chapter

@fandomfan-102 @deanstolemydragon @afalls14universe

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An new Idea:

This has been in me since a few Days ago after i made the horrifying muppets world AU, And since some of my tumblr Sisters, Brothers And pen pals became interested in AU, heres the Idea I had in me =^_^= And! Since @nightkit92 became interested in this AU =^_^= And i'll make this in parts!

Since I have made the horrifying muppets world AU, Im imagining that it would be even like a video game where y'all play as Y/N (real name: Yena), And like ya try to escape from the horrifying muppets theatre, but theres always horrifying muppets around... And you gotta survive 5 nights without getting brutally murdered...

But heres an first example of the five Nights:

If you get brutally murdered by any muppet on the first night, theres a cutscene where they brutally kill you, And it just says "game over" like you're not gonna go forward to the second night like in the Granny ^///^;

And I imagine the muppets having really loud And horrifying jumpscares, like the Sounds of Screaming, groaning And maybe moaning (but not in a sexual way, literally something like in baby's nightmare Circus)

Now, lets go first with Kermit. Kermit would honestly be in every room, every Hall And on the stage of the horrifying muppets theatre. And you have seen in his drawing I made of him, he has like something inside his torso that has teeth And that would help him attack you, like at the end of the first night if you get jumpscared by any other muppet or him, the cutscene would Show Kermit And other muppets surrounding you, And you're on the floor, unable to move, Kermit Opens his torso And the thing inside his gets closer to you And Opens its mouth, And it devours your face, And going for the throat. And thats the first game over scene.

But ya even have a flashlight with yourself, And some of the muppets are afraid of the flashlight, like horrifying! Digit. For example, when you point your flashlight towards digit, he'll start groaning in pain And covering his eyes And he'll start stepping back and not attack you, so thats your chance to run away, And he even hates loud noises, like imagine, you're in a room where he's in, And you make a loud noise like take a can And throw it on the floor, he'll again groan loudly And cover his ears And step back, but sometimes when you're hiding in a room, And he's inside, he can sometimes hear your breathing.

Dont, And I mean DON'T hide when a muppet is inside the room, because just like in Granny, if you're in a room And they come in and see you, And you hide, then they'll see you And pull you back and jumpscare you.

Some of the muppets are extremely fast in here when they see you, And you may hear some of the noises from the vents, if you do, thats probably bean inside the vents, And he moves a little faster than the other muppets since bunnies And rabbits are very fast, And when bean jumpscares you, he makes a loud bunny Screaming sound.

Horrifying! Vicki is probably one of the wisest muppets along with rowlf and a few others, because she would first make a groaning sound in the room ya're in, when you look around, she then jumps from a Corner And jumpscares you. But to avoid her, hold a Flashlight with yourself, And she can jump out of any corners of any room, so point the flashlight at all the corners, even at the top corners! But if she is seen on the corners, leave the room immediately before she jumps on ya, but she wont jump immediately if you point the flashlight at her, just if she notices that you're pointing the flashlight at her And if she makes any positions that she is about to jump on ya And jumpscare ya.

There is even a swamp room, thats Clifford's- uh... "Dressing room". And he is like an actual swamp Monster, And he always hides inside the swamp in that swamp room. And you should yet again carry a Flashlight with you, because he can be seen in the swamp, And when you're inside, he gets out of the swamp And jumpscares you, but not yet, because You'll first hear groaning Sounds, And thats your sign to either hide or leave the room. If you decided to hide, you can hide either behind the trees that are there And you can peek to see him, And he will get out of the swamp And groan loudly, You'll see him looking around, And you need to very hide behind a tree, without being seen. If he sees you, you can point your flashlight at him, And he'll back away but wont cover his eyes, And thats your chance to get out, but he can sometimes catch you even if you're pointing the flashlight at him. And if you leave the room, nothing bad will happen.

The next ones are Leon lizard And Lindbergh, they'll sometimes be seen holding each other's hand when theyre in some rooms that you go in, And they would jumpscare you at the same time. But theyre sometimes seen seperated, there would be even a cutscene where you're in the vents And you peek outside And see Leon And Lindbergh staring at each other And their hands are glued to each other but they then pull their hands And get seperated And go each their own ways, but before they do that, Lindbergh bites Leon on the head for absoulotely no reason at all. But when theyre seperated, heres what would they do to ya if you encounter them. Leon would hide in some corners of the room like Vicki, jumpscare you And choke you with his tail. Lindbergh would stand in the middle of some rooms And he faces his back at you, And he would be crouching down, And then he would turn around And jumpscare you And he would Show you his sharp teeth And he probably would bite your head.

I'll tell more about what would happen with The characters jumpscaring you. But now! Lets talk about what would happen if you survive all four Nights, but not the last night...

If you get jumpscared by any muppet... There will be an cutscene. Where it yet again shows Kermit And all the other muppets surrounding you while you're waking up, And you're on a wall, they tied you up on a wall, Kermit is holding an head of an Random muppet whatnot, And he would walk up towards you very slowly And would say in his voice, but sounding more demonic: "... You'll be the part of this family." And he would start putting that head on you, And your computer screen would slightly start turning bloody red, because that muppet whatnot mask has Blood in it, And has holes on it so you can see. And you pass out again because of the smell of Blood. You wake up again, And see yourself in the muppet whatnot costume, you look around, And you dont see any muppet nor Kermit around, but then you see an exit door of the muppet theatre, And its wide Open, you get up and run towards it, but then it Closes... You try to Open it, but then you hear a groaning sound behind you, And you slowly turn around And see... Kermit, he had his arms crossed, he had his mouth slightly Open in a way that he's about to attack you, And then he raises his Hand up, And he reveals his sharp fingers, And he slaps you so hard And you fall on the floor, but you didnt fall asleep, he pulls out the Creature from his torso, And kermit screams loudly And the Creature kills you.

Im very sorry if this sounded a little too... Deep And creepy ^///^;

I'll say more facts And things about this fanmade Horrifying muppets world video game later =^_^=

And this game would be called "escape the horrifying muppets"

And I hope y'all will like this =^_^= 💗

And now my tag for rambling will be called "emin rambles" ^///^

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Comforting Cuddles

The portal work has been slow, luckily you know how to help turn a certain conman's smile upside down. also on ao3!

With the long day behind you, Stan and yourself decided to retire to bed together. Hand in hand like love sick puppies still going on their first date. You would have told Stan the thought, but you were enjoying the warmth of his hand in yours too much to want to spoil it with mockery.

You part hands momentarily, but even that felt like too long as the pair of you took off your clothing. Not torn off in the excitement of a night of passion, instead you left your clothing in a pile on the floor, ready to be added to tomorrow's laundry.

Stan got into bed first, lifting the cover to let you follow him, which you did with little hesitation. You wrapped your arms around his waist as the pair of you got comfortable on the mattress. You peppered the back of his neck with kisses leading up to his cheek.

He sighed, letting himself melt into your embrace. A silent admission of trust, that he needn't hold up and barriers around you as he allowed you to shower him with affection.

You spent a few minutes kissing him up and down before he placed a hand on your face to push you back.

"Jeez, what's with you today?" He asked sarcastically.

"I just want to make sure that you know how much I love you" you replied innocently, placing a hand on his chest.

"You plan to keep me up at night with kisses to do that?" He asked, quirking up his eye brow.

"If that's what it takes to let you know how much I love you, than yes." You smirked, planting a kiss on his lips.

"Ugh, I knew I should have been careful when dating a sap like you." He groaned, but begrudgingly let you nuzzle up to his back.

"You looked really down today," you said after a beat. "I wanted to help cheer you up"

"Babe-" Stan cut himself off. "It's not that I don't trust you. I just-"

"You know, if you're having trouble I can help you right? I'm not as smart as Ford but a partner's job is to support one another in their time of need." You spoke gently into his ear. He gave a heavy sigh before speaking again. "It's been a month and we still haven't made any progress on the portal. It feels like I'm just hitting wall after wall."

"It's normal to struggle." You said.

"But if I don't get him back-"

"He didn't build that thing in a day Stan" your scratched his hair. "Taking some time to repair it without the instructions isn't going to be exactly easy."

"I feel like such a failure. Like, maybe if I had paid attention for once in school then maybe things could have been different." His voice was soft but shaking.

You frowned, pulling him closer to you so that he could feel your chest against his back. Your heart beats gently in tandem with his own as you let him vent his frustrations about his failures and inadequacies.

"I've just been on the run since then, and now I'm thrust into this, trying to understand something that I doubt anyone could." He sighed. "I wish I could see him. Even for a moment."

"What would you do?" You asked, rubbing gently against his scalp.

"I'd say I was sorry for always being a screw up. That I'd go back and kick myself in the head for not wanting him to go to his fancy school. To say that I'm sorry he didn't have a better brother." He was added under his breath.

"And you'll get your chance to say that you're sorry and prove that you're a good brother," you said. He grunted. "You're the most stubborn person I know. If anyone can make it work. It will be you. I know you won't give Up no matter how long it takes you to get him back. And I'll be here with it every step of the way." You added one final kiss to his neck for the night.

"But why?" He asked. Not rolling over.

"Because," you flicked his nose. "I love you. And if we were reversed I know you'd have done the same for me."

"Yeah. That sounds right." Stanley said calmly. "Thank you."

"Anytime my love. Any time" you said cuddling into his back, taking in his pine tree and cigar scent before closing your eyes for a well deserved rest. It was a good several minutes later, when you were sleeping soundly with your gentle snore filling the room, that Stanley finally spoke before closing his own eyes for the night. "I love you too."

[zafirosreverie]

Soon wasn’t enough (Pepa x Fem!Reader)

"And when will it be 'soon' Pepa?!" you yelled angrily, not caring about the black cloud hanging over you. It was the third time this week that your girlfriend did this to you.

You had been in a secret relationship with Pepa Madrigal since you both turned 17, and that was 4 years ago! 4 years of having to sneak around, of having to pretend you were just best friends. 4 years of waiting for her to tell the truth.

Look, you weren't stupid, you knew that not everyone was lucky enough to have parents as understanding as yours, who had long since accepted that you were a lesbian, and that's why you had agreed to take things easy with Pepa until she was ready to tell her mother the truth. But you hadn't expected it to take so long.

You loved Pepa more than life itself, but you couldn't go on like this anymore. You felt bad like you were hiding something horrible when actually, all you did was love her.

"Just give me more time" your girlfriend begged you "I'll try to tell her after the dinner with the Rojas, you know she's been really stressed about this and I don't want to catch her at a bad time"

You sighed deeply and closed your eyes to calm yourself. A part of you knew she was right, it was always better to catch Alma in a good mood, but the other part was worried because your girlfriend didn’t seem to realize what was happening. The dinner with the Rojas was for engaging Julieta with that Agustín boy and you knew that if she didn’t do something, Pepa would be the next one.

Still, you decided to trust in her once again, because that's what girlfriends did, right?

"Alright" You sighed "but please promise me you'll actually do it this time"

"I promise I'll try" she said

You sighed again and nodded. It was better than nothing.

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"I should have known" you growled

Julieta just watched as you walked around all your room with your eyes filled with sadness and anger. She had come to you because you were her only true friend and she needed to vent about the terrible dinner she had with the Rojas the night before.

At first, you listened to her without saying a word because she had tears running down her face and that worried you. You took her to your room and she told you everything. How Agustín was a good man and maybe kind of cute with all his accidents, but he just wasn't for her.

"I don't want to be his nurse for the rest of his life, Y/N" she had said as she cried in your arms.

"Maybe you should talk to your mom about it" you tried to comfort her

"I tried" she sobbed "she didn't want to listen. I'm stuck with this marriage"

You felt so bad for your friend. You wanted to help somehow, but you knew that no one could do anything when Alma Madrigal said something. And that only worried you about your future with Pepa.

You didn't want to make it about You, but you had to know. So you asked Julieta if she knew something about Pepa's talk with Alma and you felt your heart breaking when the brunette frowned in confusion and told you that Alma was already planning Pepa's own engagement with her little friend Félix.

"I thought you knew" Julieta said "Pepa said you agreed to it"

"Why would I agree to my girlfriend marrying someone else?!" You yelled

"She said you two had it all planned and that Félix was happy to help"

"I don't even-" you sighed "and what exactly is the plan I supposedly agreed to?"

"She said something about Félix being the cover for you two and-"

"I've heard enough" you interruped her

The healer frowned when you collapsed next to her in your bed. You hid your face in a pillow but she could hear you crying. She put a hand on your back and started rubbing circles in it.

"I can't believe she's doing this to me, Juli" you whispered

"I don't know why my sister lied, Y/N, but she loves you, I'm sure of it. She just needed time-"

"She isn't even trying, Juli" you growled "I can wait. I could wait for another 20 years! If only I knew she was actually trying. But she's not. She just decided it is easier to find a way to keep it secret forever and while I know the fear of getting out of the closet, I can't be put back in it and be the person she cheats on her husband with. It's not fair"

"You're right" Julieta sighed "it's not"

You felt your friend lying next to you and hid your face in her neck when she pulled you closer. You felt her tears falling on your head, but you didn't care.

You were breaking and if you couldn't comfort the other, then you'd break together.

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"We need to talk"

Pepa felt her heart stopping when she heard those words coming from you. It had been days since her mother talked to her about marrying Félix, right after her fight with Julieta when the oldest triplet rejected her marriage to Agustín Rojas.

It was a horrible fight between the two women but in the end her sister managed to win and the engagement was broken. But her mother hadn't talked to her since then (not that Julieta cared, she seemed a little happier not having her mother controlling her).

But that put Pepa on a spot she never thought she'd ever be: she was now her mother's golden girl. With Bruno being rejected by the entire town, Pepa was Alma's only hope to "clean" the Madrigal last name from what her sister had done. An opportunity the redhead always wanted! She was tired of being in her older sister's shadow and always wanted to prove she could be as perfect as Julieta, and now she could be even better! She could do what her sister couldn't and for once in her life, she could be seen as the saviour, as the daughter that came to clean her sister's mess. All she had to do was agree to marry Félix.

She and Félix had been goo friends since school, so she guessed she had to be grateful that her mother choose someone she actually knew and liked, but she also knew she was breaking her promise to you.

But hey! You'll forgive her, she was sure. After all, you knew how much it meant to her to be able to make her mother proud, and It wasn't as if she totally forgot about you! She actually had a perfect plan to be with you while also fulfilling her mother's wishes. You'll agree to It, you had to! After all, you loved her, right?

Then why did she avoid you for days? Why did she feel like she was making a huge mistake? Why did you look so broken?

"Hi darling, what's wrong?" she tried to sound as casual as possible

"You're marrying someone else. That's what's wrong" you said without losing a second.

It was so hard for you to do this and the way she looked all guilty and surprised almost made you back down, but her next words made you re-focus.

"I was going to tell you" she said "but please listen to me, I can explain-"

"You don't have to. Julieta told me your plan" you frowned

"Juli? When did she-"

"The night your mother tried to force her to marry someone she didn't love. The night YOU were supposed to tell her about us"

"Y/N, listen to me, I tried! But she was so mad about Juli and I-"

"Stop lying! Your sister didn't break the engagement until three days later"

"Well, yes but-"

"But you didn't even plan to do it. Did you?"

Pepa gasped when she saw the fire in your eyes and the clouds were quick to appear above your heads. In another time, you'd be quick to apologize, to make her feel better. But now, you felt that they were a good reflection of your own mind and feelings.

"I- I" she tried to come up with an excuse but it was useless, you caught her red handed.

You waited for her to say something but after a few minutes she just looked down and her clouds started raining. You sighed. So that's how this was going to be uh?

"I'm sorry Peeps" you said "but I can't do this"

Pepa looked at you immediately and you Heard a thunder over your head, but you didn't move.

"W-what?" She asked, her voice sounding so fragil "w-what do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean" You said "I can't be your secret anymore and I won't be the secret lover once you marry. I'm sorry Pepa, but we're done"

"N-no" she gasped, tears already falling "No, Y/N wait! Please, you can't leave me!"

"I don't want to, but I won't be a doll you play with"

"You don't understand! I must do this for us!"

"For us? Or for you?"

"We both know mom would have never accepted our relationship, this way, we can be together! Please Y/N, you promised to never leave me"

"And you promised to tell her the truth"

"You said you loved me!"

"So did you"

Pepa gasped again when reality hit her: You were serious, she crossed the line and there was nothing she could do to convince her to stay.

"Please!" She tried once more as the rain turned to snow "Please, I swear I'll talk to her. I'll break the engagement too! I promise I will!"

"When?" You asked coldly "soon?"

Pepa stopped in her tracks when all the times she said that to you came back to her memory. She felt her heart breaking even before you said the next words.

"Soon is not enough anymore"

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OP, i wanna see you try this template! 🥺

[Oh hey, it's my buddy Comet's stuff. Um...Sure. Let me just...*opens photoshop* Okay, I think I got this right. I'll try to explain it too.

Like me, BC!Lynn is cursed with being oblivious to when someone is interested in her unless they're blunt and upfront. So she autos to friends and gets stuck there a long time before she herself even recognizes that she has feelings too. Interaction is key, the more time they spend with her the more she becomes aware, which is why her view on Shadowman didn't move the longest because his shyness kept him from speaking to her and she's not one to just start a conversation.

Damon's interest was instant after their meeting and his subsequent breaking into her apartment. He'd stop by more often to get to know her and when she asks to be friends he agrees while still remaining interested, but that was merely a cover. Boy was already head over heels but he didn't want to show it and scare her off. He's taking his time yet it's paying off, he's beginning to notice her signals.

At first, the only interest DG had was messing with her, maybe even killing her. That was dashed when Damon called dibs. As they hung out he grew to like her. She made Damon happy and wasn't a bitch, so he accepted her into his life. Slowly though as she got more comfortable around them, DG couldn't help but feel interested again but this time of a different calling. It was tipped over the edge one night when one of his pranks got her soaked and her power went off, her baggy clothes badly singed hardly hid anything as she stormed off to change. And it was in that moment he knew he wanted to tap that.

Ras from the start didn't like her. He didn't know why. Maybe it was her familiar sweetness that reminded him of his mom and how she isn't here anymore? Who knows. But he gave her hell when she started working with him that first month. He didn't expect on day for her to snap on him after he unloaded on her. Brave bitch pissed him off but he respected her for it. After that though, things chilled. She acted differently around him but it was never bad, and she remained helpful even after his venting. She didn't kiss his ass but she didn't look down on him either. It was nice to have that in his life. Someone who was there and willing to understand. Maybe that's when he started to see her differently. Maybe someone he could be close to.

With Shadowman it's hard to say what happened. One moment he stopped in to a little convenience store to use the ATM and the next thing he knows is he's struck by love's arrow. Overwhelmed, he locks up when even able to gaze upon her. Lord help him if she even looks his way, his heart thunders like a thousand storms and he struggles to recall his own name or speak. She is a goddess in his eyes and a kind one at that. Offering him aid when his mind goes blank. After some time, she even addressed him as a friend. A crushing blow but it made things easier. The jitters of his shyness weren't as strong, he could speak...all be it in a whisper. Sadly though, the interest never faded and it only grew. He could deny it no longer! He was enraptured!]

[borathae]

I have a question for SA!boys:

imagine a mc all alone that wakes up in the morning in your bed, naked and covered in the sheets and she is so horny that the only thing she can think of is your face, your body and the smell left in the sheets and in the cushions. With your image in mind, and with her pussy so wet, or rather soaked, she lets her instincts take over and she starts moving her hips with a suppressed pillow in her thighs. She is alone in the house because you went hunting and therefore she has to give vent to the burning that she feels between her legs and with a silent moan she cum leaving her orgasm in the pillow and her liquids dripping down her thighs. After recovering, she decides to go and take a shower and start her day completely forgetting about the dirty pillow (the pillow she used to masturbate) Even though underneath our queen did it on purpose to leave the pillow there. Finally back from your hunt you decide to rest in your bed. Feeling the water running in the shower, you position yourself in bed and wait for the queen to go out and be able to say good morning to her. Not even the time to put your head in bed you can smell a very strong smell of arousal coming from the bed, specifically from a pillow. Recognizing the smell of mc's arousal. Unmistakable smell. What would you do?

ANONIE YOU THIRSTY HOE I AM LOVING THIS OMFG BYE OKAY imma write their answers separately 🤪💜

SA!Tae:

Taehyung smirks, letting his tongue dart out to run along his lower lip mindlessly. Well, at least he is trying to make you think that he is doing it mindlessly. He is very aware of what he doing right now.

"You truly think that I could still wait for her to come out of the shower?" he says and laughs darkly, "I'd join her of course, fuck her against the tiles until her knees are weak and her body is ruined."

He does it again. He lets his tongue dance along his lower lip as he pins you down with dark eyes.

"She won't forget what happens if she ever soils my pillow like that again."

SA!Jungkook:

He is burning up in an instant, gawking at you with widened eyes.

"Oh dear", he says, cupping his own cheeks, "I don't know what I would do. Maybe I would try to ignore it? She clearly did something very private and I wouldn't want to make her uncomfortable by calling her out on it."

He listens to you.

"What?? She wants me to call her out on it?" he squeaks out, widening his already widened eyes even more, "oh god, really? Well, uhm then, I uh."

He blushes, "I think I would ask her if she wants me to make love to her. Because her smell is really arousing for me and I'd be really hard."

SA!Yoongi:

"Oh so you're telling me that she would be brave enough to ruin one of my pillows? Hah", he clicks his tongue, "I'd make her hump it again, of course. If she thinks she can do it in secret then she is wrong."

His eyes fill with a dark fire, the kind which makes you weak with just one look.

"I'll make her hump it again while I watch and I hope she's ready to get edged, because she won't be cumming for a while that night."

[lady-lazagna]

Hikaru and Lera headcanons????

Or perhap Madoka and Masamune (the show really didnt have them interact that much in my memory)

OH, YOU MENTION MY GORLS??? YOU DARE LET THEIR NAMES IN TANDUM SLIP FROM YOUR LIPS??? THE ULTIMATE POWERHOUSE GIRLFRIENDS?????

-They defo meet through Madoka introducing them to each other. Madoka one of those dudes to see two lesbians and think "yeah, they'll get along" (I mean technically she wasn't wrong).

-Hikaru immediately loves how bold and feisty Lera is, traits she herself used to have before el incidente de Ryuga. Being around Lera and seeing how passionate and unashamed she is in everything she does helps Hikaru gain some of her own sass and passion back, especially with Lera actively encouraging it.

-Lera, though at first uninterested in getting to know people outside of her circle, does warm up to Hikaru quite quickly, especially when the two of them get into complaining about the Men™ in their work places. Lera loves her whole confident office-woman vibe. Hikaru insists that she isn't as confident as she seems but Lera doesn't buy it, insisting that she's still one of the baddest bitches in blading and should own it entirely.

-When the workload at their respective jobs gets to be too much, the two meet up for a girls night out (a date, maybe?). They go out to a nice, fancy restaurant (a CEO's secretary and an astronaut's salaries gives them a lot of options) where they vent to each other over dinner. Then, once it's all out there, they go out to parties and dance and sing the stress away.

-They love being little haters together. If you hear one of them ranting passionately on the phone, you bet your ass the other one is on the other side, listening intently and offering such helpful input as "That little bitch!" and "I'll come down and kill 'em for you!"

-I think their relationship would develop into romance quite naturally. Like one day they're out having a good time and Hikaru just goes in for a lil kiss on the cheek. Lera just stands there frozen like >:0

"Sorry... was that too forward?"

"Another."

"Huh?"

"ANOTHER."

And then it just keeps happening. More kisses. Holding hands? Maybe. A lil cuddle on the couch? Perhaps. You can bet that throughout all of it, Lera's face is as red as a tomato, and Hikaru's as smug as a... fuckin' smug thing, idk.

-Though Lera gives out complements like candy to her friends, when it comes to romance she tends to get Mega Tsundere, so it's usually up to Hikaru to be the romantic one in the relationship. She doesn't even try half of the time, she just goes up to Lera like "you look cold, baby. Want a sip of my coffee?" and Lera's like "HNHFNHGGGG NO I DO NOT GET COLD YOU ARE WRONG GOODBYE." *runs away in Russian*

-They both have the makeup skills of god itself, so they do each other's makeup whenever they go out together. The foundation really helps cover how red Lera's face gets when Hikaru's up close doing her eyeliner for her. Hikaru gives her little butterfly kisses with those long-ass eyelash extensions,,, dies.

And just because I like to cause a bit of anguish- At first, Lera doesn't understand why one bad incident caused Hikaru to give up on her dreams of fighting the best bladers, since she herself has always been unwavering in her dreams no matter the cost. It doesn't help that Hikaru often doesn't express her real feelings and always talks fondly of her past self rather than her present self.

This causes a lot of strain in their relationship, with Hikaru often feeling like Lera's trying to push her too hard to be her old self and doesn't appreciate who she is now, and Lera thinking that Hikaru wants to go back to her old self and just needs the right motivation to get back on track.

It culminates into a particularly bad argument where Hikaru accuses Lera of being self-obsessed and wanting Hikaru to be exactly the same as her, while Lera accuses Hikaru of avoiding her problems and taking the easiest outs.

While they're apart, Hikaru confides in Madoka, who tells her that she needs to be more clear with Lera that while she misses her wild, cocky, and free ways, she doesn't want to go back to the reckless and rather lonely life she used to lead. Meanwhile Lera confides in her team, who both suggest that the "one bad incident" was very traumatic for Hikaru, and it was not a lack of motivation but rather the lasting trauma that made her quit, and that she needs time and patience to get back into active blading again.

When the two of them reunite, they sit down and have a long chat about their feelings and misunderstandings. And after a healthy amount of communication and understanding, Lera accepts that Hikaru misses her old self but is working towards being happy with herself in the present, and Hikaru accepts that she should be more open and direct about her feelings and desires with Lera to avoid more miscommunication in the future.

Let's go lesbians, let's go!!!

[abqbox]

Just some late night frustration venting, feel free to scroll past.

Took my car in for an oil change. It needs more repairs than I can afford right now. Getting just the most urgent stuff done and will have to do the rest sometime later.

Countered an offer for the house, $40k below asking, but likely the best I'm going to get considering the state of the house and that I can't afford to fix it at all and, oh yeah, the market is currently fucking tanking. I expected this to happen but literally couldn't do anything about it earlier because my ex was busy fucking me over, yet again. She straight up owes me something some $20k, and considering the damage to the house I agreed to rent to her when she said the most important thing in the divorce was staying in the house (which she then treated like basically a trash can) the lost potential income from the timing and damage is easily into 6 figures. I don't expect to see a penny of it though, I'm sure at this point even a court order that she needs to pay me money would be meaningless and not get me anything.

When I looked at the suggested rent for the house the value I set it at back in February when the previous lease expired was a $300 a month discount. She still didn't ever sign the new lease and only paid that rent once. And then it took me until October and a couple thousand in legal fees to get her out of the house, which was necessary since she was not cooperating even a bit. That lack of cooperation cost me even more money when there was a plumbing problem that I paid $6000 (plus interest since I had to put it on a credit card) to partially fix and she didn't let the home owner's insurance in to look at it so they canceled the claim without reimbursing anything or paying for any additional repairs, which are still needed.

At the current market value I am not going to be able to sell the house for enough to cover everything that I owe from buying it and especially covering the mortgage through the many periods when I wasn't getting any rent payments. And when it happened most recently in February after covering the mortgage for a couple months I had no option but to stop paying it so now my credit rating is crap too so there's no option of loans or anything without them being ridiculously expensive if they even do get approved.

And I think the worst thing is that unless the house sells quickly and for as much as possible there's a good chance I won't be able to afford going to see my son this year. His mom continues to not be at all cooperative in even discussing any sort of shared custody and I obviously can't afford the legal fees to fight that, even though I'm finally in a living situation where I'd be comfortable having him with me. Realizing how badly the situation was not acceptable for me to even call him (with the fear of the horrible language he would have likely heard in the background from children in the house) was very much the last straw that made me realize I needed to leave the horrible marriage I was in before, with the ex who's currently fucking me over financially.

It's all such a fucking depressing disaster and it's sad when I think how much of it is really the result of me trying to be nice and help out someone I once cared for who clearly responded without the slightest bit of concern for me in the situation.

But anyway, I need to go to sleep now and I think I'll do it thinking there's maybe a chance I won the billion whatever dollars in the powerball instead of looking and confirming the almost certainty that I did not.

[mattypattypinky]

🌻 post because I miss him sm rn.

Before the player fell, he was messing with countless different timelines with countless different characters. He'd already read every book, and burnt every book.

When the player falls, he feels like something new has finally happened.

I like to think he sat awake sometimes, waiting for something to happen. A human to fall. Maybe he sat on that old patch of grass staring at the furthest hallway, hoping someone would come through for years. Kind of depressing, but I do love the idea of him waiting for me. I love the idea of being his saving grace. I love the idea that I'm that light he needs. I mean, he's the light I needed for countless years in my life, how could I pass the opportunity to be his up?

God, how I want to hang out with him. The sweet silence of sitting in that dark room with him, perched on the small grass patch. Talking for hours, about random shit that we would be able too... until his mom takes me away to her home for the night to eat some b scotch pie. Maybe snail pie, if I'm lucky. I'd love to try it. Then the next morning, sneaking out again in the ruins to do it all over again with him.

I want him to confide in me. Tell me about his trauma, tell me his fears. I want him to cling to me and cry in my shoulder, tell me how scared you are, I'm here for you as you are to me.

Tell me how you don't understand my mercy. My sweet words of affection and praise, tell me how you don't understand how someone could love a cruel, sick and twisted being like yourself, so that I can reassure you just how important you are. Just how strong, and talented you are, for me to reaffirm how hard you've been trying for years to stay determined and to find something to live for.

Tell me how you miss your ex best friend, so I can hold you close and dwindle about mine as well. So we can sit, and talk for hours about how many fun, or bad memories we've had of them. Tell me what you regret. I'll tell you what I regret.

I want to walk through the waterfalls with him, whispering into the flowers our secrets and wishes. How we both wish for forgiveness, how we both with to feel better about ourselves. Our intertwined self loathing and spiraling emotions. Let us wish upon the crystals above that things will be okay. That we'll never run bored of eachother, let us take a boatride down the river as we admire the world we've come to grow so accustom to.

I want to draw on walls and concrete floors with chalk in ruins, have snowball fights in the snow, people watch through the window of the bar, laugh at drama that some folk are rambling about in the town. I want to go reserve seats just to dine and dash at the resort. I want to make fun of people with him where no one else can hear. Shit talk the people that have irritated me over the years, confide in him in those I regret hurting and leaving, and listen to him tell me the same. I want to read books in the library, and see if he thinks junior jumble, or word searches are harder.

i want to be jealous of him, and I want him to be jealous of me.

I want to listen to him vent about his reincarnation that he had not asked for. I want him to vent to me about the scientist and how he hadn't asked her to bring him back - and me listen to his emotional outbursts without judgement and tell him just how important he is, and how thankful I am that she had decided to take the kings task to try to bring you back, as without that, I would never have had him.

I want to befriend everyone with him, I want to show him it's okay to be vulnerable, I want to be patient with him. I want to show him just what a good relationship can be. I wanna him to tell spooky stories to me at midnight under car bed-covers. I want to post about him online and watch the other people gush about how cute our relationship is. Update my status every 10 seconds, just like the doctor, but it's just to bring up how much I adore him. What he's doing. What we're doing.

I want to rest in bed with him, his coiling vines around me like a cozy hug. I want to reach the surface with him. I want to show him the sun, and show him it will be okay. I want to drive in a bright red car on a highway and watch him mispronounce a hawaii sign. I want to take him to get coffee late at night and laugh when he pours it on himself instead of drinking it.

I want to gift him a red bicycle with a golden basket, and sit him in the basket as we ride around town, wind in my hair, sun on our skin. I want to watch shows with him, and complain and share hot-takes with him late at night. I want to rant to him about my high school drop out experience. I want to share my soul with him, since he doesn't have one. I want to listen to music with him. Show him my playlist I have devoted to him since 2021 proudly for him to judge me and make fun of me playfully. I want him to hurt my heart, I want the ups and downs of a relationship. The arguments, I want the miscommunication so that we can inevitably communicate and feel so much better afterwards. I want to sacrifice time and effort for him. I want him to be clingy. - I want him to love me the way I love him.

[evelxtus]

okay okay so basically

characters: venti, xiao, childe, albedo, and if you possibly can scaramouche

so basically you get into an argument that results in you going to take a walk to clear your head when you feel a pair of eyes on you. you try and call out to (character) but they’re purposely ignore you because they’re mad. just kinda like a “(character) i know your mad but can you come look at this?” and then they hear you scream and come rushing back to you ( y/n can get attacked or just get scared you can decide ) blah blah (character) gets very worried when they hear you scream and come to your rescue with a bunch of “im sorry”s and “i love you”s 🧍‍♀️(cringy i know)

— ❛ Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ !

pairing. . . . . . . . venti, xiao, childe, albedo x gn! reader.

warnings. . . . . . no pronouns specified, angst to fluff, established relationship, not proofread.

a/n. . . . . . . . . . . hewwoo, i didn't add scaramouche because actually i just accept 4 characters per post, at least for now. sorry ;-; <3 hope you like it tho.

It was night when it happened, so after your heated discussion, the best remedy you saw was to go for a walk alone, and feel the night breeze to clear your mind.

That's what you thought until you heard the branches rustling near you.

You weren't able to see anything with so much darkness, and that sound made you remain static in the place. You decided to call your partner's name, but there was no response.

Maybe it was just your imagination.

Again the same noise, this time closer. You didn't want to look scared despite how stiff every muscle in your body was, so you called your partner a little higher this time.

That creature reveals itself running towards you. You let out a terrified scream, just to notice it was a poor boar, that looked more scared than you, finally disappearing into the bushes on the other side of the road, passing you on its way even without touching you.

⩩ VENTI.

The first time you called his name he barely heard it. It was only like a faint whisper that the wind brought him, and for this reason he assumed that you would be venting out there talking to yourself.

“Pfft.” he lets out, after a long sigh. It left him more exhausted the simple fact of arguing with you than to fight with any enemy. “After everything we've said to each other, do you still have things to add? Funny.”

Venti heard his name once more, this time something in him woke up, and his attitude seems more serious and attentive than before. His heart was beginning to beat strongly, and he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked in the direction you had previously left.

It wasn't until he heard you scream that those strong heartbeats seemed to stop in terror at the thought that something had happened to you while he was purposely ignoring you. How could he forgive himself?

Without realizing it, his feet already had him running towards you relentlessly, finally finding you crouched down with your eyes closing tightly and covering your head with your arms, waiting to receive an attack that was not going to come.

Venti was prepared with his bow, or prepared to summon a hurricane if necessary to save you, but all he did at such a scene was kneel before you and take your hands, separating them from your head as he desperately tried to get you to look back at him.

“Shh, shh, y/n. I'm here... look at me... please look at me... nothing's wrong, there's no danger around.”

At those words, you opened your eyes slowly, meeting the tearful eyes of Venti, who hugged you when your gazes connected. That way you wouldn't see a few tears falling down his cheeks.

“Forgive me for leaving you alone. It's my fault, sorry, sorry... I love you, I'll never let you go again.”

Bonus: when Venti realized that you screamed because a little boar scared you, he bursted out laughing. He wasn't sure if it was because the scene was funny in his mind, or he was just relieved that it wasn't anything really dangerous.

⩩ XIAO.

Were you calling his name? Well, keep doing it, because there is no way that an adepti will succumb to the temptation of ever seeing a mere human like you. A human who minutes before made him completely lose his composure. Ignoring you now was your punishment, and his own too.

Your scream made all thoughts of the arguing dissolve, making him return violently to reality. With the spear in hand and his fist white due to the force he was using while holding his weapon, he appeared before you, taking a step forward and meeting... absolutely nothing dangerous.

Seeing you over his shoulder, he carelessly tossed the spear aside and kneeled before you, putting his gloved hands on your shoulders, on your cheeks, on your hair.

“What happened? Who hurt you? Which direction did they go?” his incessant questions accompanied every movement of his hands in search of any wound on your skin, until finally you calmed down.

“I'm fine, sorry for the scare I gave you... There's no danger.”

Your words caused the boy to drop his head in relief, leaning his forehead against your shoulder and feeling a great weight leave his body. With one knee bowed to the ground in front of you, he closed his eyes tightly.

“y/n... my apologies for not appearing when you called. I am the one to blame for everything. I must protect you... because I love you. It's the least I can do for you, and I'm not even able to do it right...”

His sadness begins to turn into rage, you can tell by how his muscles begin to tense under your soft touch.

Bonus: A few simple sweet words and you will have the boy totally melted in your arms, allowing you to caress him as you wish. He is so glad to be by your side again... safe and sound.

⩩ CHILDE.

You were calling him? yeah. Did he care? nah. He won that argument, the fact that you left his sight just to calm down and take a walk was as if you had accepted defeat for him.

So, he's not coming back for you.

Or so he thought until your scream made him run in your direction like he had never done before in his life.

He was panting when he reached his destination, looking around him for any hint of danger, extending an arm slightly at his side, in a gesture of protection before you.

“...? Are you okay?” he asked hurrying to get you up carefully, letting you lean on him. Any rancor in that discussion was a thing of the past.

His gaze did not leave your face, searching for any gesture of discomfort. He sighed loudly when you replied that everything was fine.

“Oh my, you scared me there. Let's make sure that doesn't happen again, okay? Just... stay by my side even if things get ugly. There is no way I can ever leave you... you get it? Good. Now let's go home... we deserve a good rest. Together.”

Bonus: That night, when you are already lying in bed, he will call you several times, unintentionally disturbing your sleep. “y/n..., hey, y/n, are you awake?” When you answer yes, he will hug you from behind, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “You know that I love you no matter what happens... right?”

⩩ ALBEDO.

He was too focused on tidying up some notes on his table to pay any attention to your futile attempts to get his attention.

Of course Albedo was hearing you perfectly, but he just didn't want to listen to you. This boy was deliberately ignoring you.

When the scream reached his ears, his expression changed to a great concern, leaving him breathless and putting his notes aside, messing them up again, so as not to waste any more time reaching you.

The first thing he did was kneel beside you, gently pushing your head against his chest with a protective aura that you had rarely seen in him. After all, your safety always comes first. His always serene gaze now looked around frantically, searching for the root of the problem.

There wasn't a second in which he released his firm yet gentle grip on you.

“Everything is fine, y/n. Come, get up.” he commented helping you getting up again.

When you confessed to him what really scared you, his expression didn't change one bit. He was still as serious as before.

“It doesn't matter what the origin of your fear was, what matters is that now you are safe. And I must apologize — it was irresponsible of me to let you go alone in this darkness. Let's go back and forget that irrelevant discussion we had, shall we?”

Bonus: starting now, he won't separate from you all day. He will keep an eye on you, alert that nothing happens to you, even if that leads him to neglect his obligations a little... “Don't feel bad. I do this for both of us, not just for you. You get to be permanently safe and I... feel reassured by this.”

[smolcobie]

Hyunjae | Butterfly Effect

↪ Summary: After a dangerous fire, Hyunjae is unable to hide his feelings for you.

Word Count: 3,5k

Warnings: Suggestive | Fire | Friends To Lovers | Heavy Making Out

Genre: Hyunjae x Reader | HYUNJAE FIREFIGHTER AU | Female Reader

Dedicated to my fav deobi friend @santacruz-sand​ <3

Human beings are known for their daily mistakes. We used to say that every day we make a mistake, some don't make that much difference, others can change the course of your life, better known as the butterfly effect. Each action has its reaction, gradually shaping the path you will take in life.

Some say that this is fate, that no matter how much you try to escape, it will happen. Others prefer to believe that you create your own destiny. I didn't believe in any of these theories, in fact, I always preferred to think that it is easier to do your best every day than to be disappointed by the path you took because you thought that this was your destiny after all.

The greatest example that my theory was real, was seeing how my best friend lived. Every single day he left early, before the sun came up, and came back when it was night. Being a firefighter required perfection in his form, discipline, punctuality, courage to face his fears, and a lot of willingness to risk his own life for the benefit of society.

I watched him cautiously, analyzing his ways and manners. The way he slammed the gate hard to make sure it was locked, or how he sighed and gave a silly smile when he managed to do something he liked, but what I liked most was the way he struggled every day to cheer people's lives.

- ▪︎ -

"[NAME], do your best every day and no one will have the courage to speak ill of the way you live." He said with his red cheeks and heavy eyes from the soju he drank.

"What are you talking about? I live very well, you're the one who lives next to my house and keeps risking your life." I laughed, fixing up his fringe that was messy "You're already starting to get drunk, let's go home." I got up pulling on his shirt and he made a weeping face.

"[NAME], why are you so mean to me?" He said slyly and I lifted him up with all my strength hugging him around the waist "Hyunjae, come on, you need to rest." He sighed and started walking making a pout on his lips.

"Stop pouting, you know you need to rest. You work a lot and when you take a break you want to drink soju and philosophize about life with me." I commented while walking down the dark street.

"But you are my best friend, you have to listen to me." I laughed at his comment "If you paid me I could even quit my job, after all, listening to you is all I do." "That's why I love you." He chuckled and put his head on my shoulder as I opened the door to his house, after entering the password.

"I love you too, so go to sleep." I tossed him on the bed and he smiled happily hugging his soft pillow.

- ▪︎ -

It was almost always like this. Hyunjae coming to my house to vent about life, I laugh while making some cards to post on my Instagram and the company. Being a calligraphy artist was a happy part of my life, being able to decorate bookstores, houses, gifts was something that gave me the strength to live.

Hyunjae was such an essential part of my life, that I only realized when our mutual friend asked why we lived so close to each other. My first thought was to think that it would be easier to go out, have fun and talk. My second thought was that I was completely in love with him, and I didn't want to admit it.

It was complicated, an old love that I knew had no way out, but nothing was going to change because I couldn't find any nice guys. I lived with Hyunjae and I had already accepted my condition. Romance went from something I dreamed of as a teenager, to something I value as an adult, but not as much as my sanity.

It was easier to live with Hyunjae than having to go on blind dates with bizarre guys that our friend Sunwoo arranged (probably from the deep web). And I keep ignoring my feelings, being inspired by its way of life.

That day was more beautiful than usual. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear and blue, the traffic seemed calm and the weather was perfect for an outdoor meeting, perhaps a date in the park. The subway was surprisingly empty, although it was very early, and I was completely rested.

It seemed like the perfect working day. I had made many cards at the company, sent some orders by mail, and placed new orders for a major literature event that would take place at the company. Lunch was great and our boss was in a good mood telling stories from when she was in college.

The day had gone well, my colleagues finished their jobs earlier than expected so we were able to go out early and eat fried chicken in a new restaurant near the company. I returned home happy and completely shocked at how perfect my day had been.

I got home and changed my shoes. I took a relaxing bath while listening to the news of the day through my radio hanging from the bathroom sink.

"URGENT NEWS! THERE IS A FIRE IN A BUSINESS BUILDING LOCATED IN THE GANGNAM REGION, MANY ARE THREATENING TO JUMP THROUGH THE WINDOWS. SOURCES CONFIRM THAT THE FIRE STARTED BY THE BAD WIRING THAT HAS NOT BEEN CORRECTLY REPLACED. THE FIREFIGHTERS HAVE JUST ARRIVED AND ARE PREPARING TO RELEASE THE PLACE AND REMOVE SURVIVORS. ”

I immediately turned off the shower, drying myself quickly, putting on any clothes, and going to the living room to turn on the TV and see the news.

All the channels were talking about the fire. It even seemed ironic, as I had a great day, and now a building near my company was on fire, and I had to see desperate people on the TV screen.

My heart stopped and my eyes lit up when I recognized Hyunjae running away with a long sheet and other men helping him from afar. This was apparently what he was supposed to do, try to stay calm and help people in a tragedy that could cost their lives.

“FIREFIGHTERS MOBILIZED QUICKLY AND SURVIVORS ARE GETTING TO THE GROUND SAFELY. THE FIRE HAS BEEN CONTROLLED AND WE HAVE NO NEWS FROM ANY VICTIMS IN SERIOUS STATE UNTIL THE MOMENT-” The woman turned and the cameraman filmed Hyunjae leaving the scene with a woman unconscious in his arms “THIS YOUNG BRAVE MAN REMOVED THE LAST VICTIM FROM THE LOCATION. AMBULANCE HAS ARRIVED AND WILL TREAT EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY. ”

I closed my fists tightly, my mouth dried and my heart sped up. Hyunjae had entered that burning building, risking his life, to save another one.

The fire subsided until it was extinguished. Reporters were still talking about how the police were already investigating everything and how fortunately no lives were lost and the victims had only minor injuries. I sighed with relief and sent a message to Hyunjae, congratulating him, but mostly asking how he was doing.

Me:

[Are you okay? I just saw it all on TV, I'm so worried!]

[I am proud of you, you were amazing.]

[I hope you're all right, send a message when you see this.]

Received.

I sighed and laid down on my bed covering my eyes trying to remember that he was fine.

"Nothing happened."

"Hyunjae is fine. No need to worry."

I was trying to convince myself that he was fine, alive, and doing his job, but my heart couldn't calm down. I decided to take a light tranquilizer and lie down again.

Maybe he would answer me in the morning, I would wait patiently and everything would be fine.

I turned on some drama on TV while I was busy watching cute animals on Youtube to pass the time. After a few hours and having a quick nap, I was surprised by the ringing of my cell phone and saw that it was Hyunjae.

I got up and answered quickly.

“Hyunjae ?! Are you okay? Where are you?" I hurried over and felt him give a tired laugh on the other end of the phone.

“I'm outside your house, please open it for me. It's a little cold here. ” He made a little joke like he always does, maybe, trying to calm my worried mood.

"Okay, I'll be right back." I hung up the phone and ran out to the door.

I opened the door feeling my heart racing, my joints tingling from suddenly getting up and automatically everything calmed down when I saw his face.

He had his bangs glued to his forehead, his face was dirty with some ash. He still had his work uniform on and was holding some bandages probably bought from the pharmacy near our homes.

"I came for you to heal me." He gave a sarcastic smile as I felt relief wash over my entire body.

"Come on, staying in this serene is bad." I pulled him inside, locking the door and putting his usual shoe in the doorway.

"Unfortunately I bought anything I saw at the pharmacy, so I hope you help me, I'm deadly tired." He started talking quietly trying to hide how he was shaken by that night.

"Hyunjae... are you okay?" I asked seeing him sitting on a chair in the kitchen taking off his uniform, leaving only the standard white blouse and pants.

"Yeah." He said dryly biting his lip and looking away. The habit he made when he lied.

"Stop lying to me." I walked towards him crossing my arms “If you were really well, you would have gone home, answered on your cell phone, and slept in peace."

He sighed and looked at me with a look that made my whole body tremble. He looked scared, anxious, but mostly nervous about something.

"What is it?" I touched his cheek and he sighed, closing his eyes and leaning into my hand.

"I almost lost my mind today." He stood up scratching the back of his neck with a choked voice as if he were about to cry.

"What do you mean?" He looked at me so sincerely that I felt my heart soften.

"We were on the traffic patrol when we heard the call." He laughed, but it was sad. "When they said the address, and I realized it was on the same street as your job, I despaired."

My eyes flew open and he sat on the edge of the couch burying his fingers in his dirty, messy hair.

“I thought you could be there and I lost it. When I got there, all I could think about was you.” I approached and realized that in fact, his eyes were watery "I know I should be concerned with other people, but I could only think ‘What if it is her building? What if she is there? What if she is in danger? What if I can't save her?’ And I went into eternal despair.”

I felt my heart racing so fast it could come out of my mouth.

"I-I didn't care if other people were hurt, as long as you were fine..." He looked at me and I felt a huge urge to hold his face "And it scares me. The way I was afraid of losing you and I couldn't think rationally, on the professional side.”

I sat next to him listening to everything he had to say.

"Hyunjae, anyone would feel the same way, you don't have to feel guilty about it." I wiped away his tears and held his cheeks in the palm of my hands "I would have done the same, thinking about you all the time."

He gave a smile sniffing before holding my hands.

"But it's different this time." He said before looking into my eyes with an invisible force that made me nervous "I thought nothing would make sense if I didn't have you by my side."

I took a deep breath trying to follow his argument.

"I don't want to lose you." He whispered as if it were a forbidden confession "You are the most important person in the whole world to me." He touched my cheek with the palm of his hand "You know that, don't you?" He swallowed hard, leaning his forehead against mine.

I took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair.

"I know Hyunjae, you are also the most special person for me." I said seeing how he had relaxed a little more "Now get up, you need to take a shower and put bandages on these cuts."

I stood up first, but I felt his hand close to my fist. He was taller than me, not so much, but his body was so strong that it made me feel small around him.

"What? Come on, you're very tired. ” I took the lead before I felt him pulling me again.

"[NAME]." He said hoarsely as I studied his face curiously.

Hyunjae was too different that night.

“What is it Hyunjae? Your face is dirty, you need to take a shower. ” I touched my hips trying to understand what he wanted.

Hyunjae approached pulling my wrist towards him before giving a kiss there.

"Come with me." He said making me petrified on the spot.

"W-WHAT?!" I asked nervously as I felt my heart pound so loudly that I was afraid he might hear "I-That's not funny, Hyunjae."

He released my fist and pulled me by the hip, staring deep into my eyes.

"I'm not kidding." I felt a shiver down my back when he admitted it wasn't a joke or a friend flirt "I got tired of pretending I don't feel anything for you."

I couldn't say anything, I was too shocked to reply.

“[NAME], you are the most important person to me and I don't want to live any longer having to treat you just like a best friend.” He touched my chin and raised my gaze to his “Please, be honest with me. Am I just a best friend to you? ”

I felt his gaze enter my soul and I knew I had no way to lie anymore, this was the only chance I would have to admit what I feel.

"No." I swallowed and stared at his mouth, which formed a small smile of satisfaction.

It was amazing the effect that Hyunjae had on me. Even if I wanted to run away, I wouldn't be able to lie because it was already obvious from the way I act.

"Great." I felt my stomach churn when I felt his left hand hold me tighter as his right landed on my cheek, making his thumb touch my chin, caressing it. "I hope you don't mind this."

"Mind wha—" I could barely finish the question and I felt his lips on mine.

I pulled away unintentionally from the shock and looked into his eyes that seemed to be staring at me with an indescribable fire. I swallowed and felt my heart racing as he just smirked sideways, as if he knew what I was thinking.

He approached me slowly, touching our noses and I closed my eyes feeling his breath warm my face. I felt my face heat up and my palms sweat when his lips brushed against mine again. I held on to his white blouse with the rest of my strength and waited for Hyunjae to close the distance that bothered me so much.

I felt his hand move and his fingers pulled my chin down, opening my mouth that was closed by shock. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and felt him laugh through his nose before wetting my bottom lip with his tongue lightly, kissing me gently.

I lifted my hands to his hair where I pulled slightly, feeling my back against the bathroom door. Hyunjae took a quick breath, trying desperately to open the bathroom door, trying not to break the kiss.

I opened my eyes after Hyunjae got rid of me, feeling my heart stop at the sight of him focused on trying to open the bathroom door. His face was flushed, but his ears seemed to burn at how red they were. His dark eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was pink and inviting.

"Aish." Hyunjae said finally opening the bathroom making me smile slightly.

I held on to his blouse when I almost tripped over my own rug and Hyunjae grabbed my waist with his arm. He gave me a shy smile before leaning his body against mine, making me even more nervous.

His fingers played with the old buttons on my wool blouse. I held his neck intoxicating myself by his smell invading my senses. I felt a shiver down my spine when his fingers touched my skin gently, as if it were the most expensive porcelain that should be handled with care.

Hyunjae started the shower making me more and more nervous. He pushed me with some force making my back touch the tile on the cold wall of the bathroom. I felt his wet abdomen touching mine and tried to take his shirt off awkwardly making him laugh with amusement.

I looked into his eyes feeling my cheeks flush hard as I held his necklace in my hand. I smirked when I realized it was the gift I had given them for his last birthday. It was a sun necklace that was completed with another necklace, which was mine and was shaped like a moon.

I used to say that he was the sun that lit up my life and that reflected in me. I didn't expect him to wear it every day, because he is so critical of his clothes and his style, so I was surprised when I saw the jewel on his soft, wide collarbone.

"I-I like that necklace." He justified himself by making me smile as I felt my hair gradually get wet from the shower water.

I caressed his cheeks, removing all the dust and ashes from his face. He closed his eyes as I carefully wiped his face by raising my hands to his hair. My stomach churned when I kissed the corner of his jaw and he let out a long breath squeezing my waist.

"I like you." I confessed by kissing his neck, stroking his hair "Really."

"N-Noona." He said slyly in my ear making me smile. He only called me Noona when he was embarrassed "Don't do this to me."

"What?" I asked, acting like I didn't get his thoughts while looking at his beautiful body in front of me. I moved my hands down his chest feeling my whole body softening and looked him in the eyes hoping he understood the message I wanted to convey.

"You know." He responded by pinning me to the wall as he fiddled with the buttons on his pants, leaning his forehead against mine, chuckling through his nose.

I hugged him feeling slightly embarrassed when I felt him take off my bra and toss it on any floor in the bathroom. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his lips kiss my neck slowly and lovingly.

"[NAME] ..." He sighed and kissed my collarbone "I-I know you like romantic guys, but the last thing I want to do now is to be patient and romantic with you."

I felt my whole body tremble and my thoughts were confused.

"I-Is this okay with you?" He asked suspiciously and I nodded, unable to speak, "Are you sure?"

I just answered him by kissing him again. He returned it immediately, deepening the kiss, holding me in his strong arms.

So, I closed my eyes and just let all those feelings accumulated from so long being satisfied without thinking about anything else.

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The truth was that love could come from anywhere, from a friendship for years, from a complete stranger, from a colleague at work or college. There are no limits to define where love should be born.

For Hyunjae and you, it was born out of years of extreme care. An affection that could not be limited by friendship, and by the undeniable attraction you felt for each other. There are people who spend years like this without the courage to declare themselves.

At that moment, a questioning is born within you. What if you hadn't declared yourself that night? What if you had run away? Hyunjae would probably walk away and leave your house feeling his heart broken. You weren't going to have the happy ending you wanted, and you could probably lose a precious friendship.

Ultimately, the butterfly effect has been proven and you should admit that your best 'mistake' was to have overcome your fear and admitted your senses. His best 'mistake' was sleeping with his best friend.

The question that remains is: Was that your destiny, or just the butterfly effect?

Ultimately, none of that mattered, because you both loved each other deeply.

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