#my dog is stuck in the room with me and she wont stop barking

[reigningmax]

on the verge of a mental breakdown happy Friday !

[voidselfshipp]

Saved

Cw: violence, food

Ok to rb

It was late, she knew she shouldnt be out at this hour.

Yet here she was, a bag of food in her hand, another with her keys ready, her breath quickens as she feels the presence of someone behind her.

She had the strenght to take them, she knew she could defend herself.

But there is no worse enemy than fear, she speeds up, and the Man behind her also does.

Shes praying, seeing her appartment was two blocks away,trying to start running.

Another Man walks infront of her, she cant see his face,just a black and white mask, who as soon as she passes him gets infront of the stalker stopping him.

-- get out of my way, asshole-- the stalker said.

-- what where you doing following her?

She knew that voice,or well she heard it before,the moon shined as some clouds move away.

Rorschach...

She didnt think the anti-hero would be around this block, but thank goodness he was there.

The stalker resists and rorschach in a swift move makes him fall on the ground-- leave the woman alone-- his foot stomped on his chest-- go back to the hole that you crawled out of,you Filthy Scum!

The stalker freaks out and bolts running away from the anti hero.

He turns to face jerico,walking some steps towards her-- are you hurt? Did that bastard do anything to you?

--No, thankfully, thank you uh...for saving me...

--im happy to help, can I Scort you back to your home?

--yeah id love that...

Both walk togheter in silence, the appartment building was silent as ever, she says her goodbyes and enters the building.

Rorsarch, or well, Walter, sighs, scratching the back of his neck, the woman he saved was so beautiful, If she started talking while walking he wouldnt know how to react, hed get nervous, his face would heat up and wouldnt be able to utter a Word, surely making a fool out of himself.

He stuck around the block for a little longer, and Walked up the Fire scape stairs, he peeks his head and there she was, fifth floor, asleep on her bed, something curled up besides her, she rested soundly,and he lets out a loved full sigh, putting a hand on the locked Windows glass it started to rain, and he then sighed in annoyance.

And so he went back home,making sure he wasnt followed either.

He took routes nobody knew, he checked every corner and alley, nothing,no-one tailed Him to his home.

The door clicks Open, he locks it behind her and takes off his mask,breathing the fresh air.

Taking off his clothes changing into normal ones,leaving the others in his secret Office.

As he enters the kitchen hes greeted by this tiny pomerarian jumping at his feet, he picks the dog up and kisses its forehead-- hello princess,did you miss me?--the dog barks and he makes himself something to eat.

After dinner, altough, late dinner, he went to sleep,clinging to the pillow,thinking of the woman he saved.

And so, destiny kept making them meet, or more so, rorschach would always make sure shed be safe, even during the day.

Silently following her from a distance,oh how much he blushed when he heard her laugh, her sense of style, it knocked the breath out of him sometimes.

He wished he could do something,anything to talk to her, but he cowered every time.

One particular Day,she had it rough, when the day ended he saw her throw herself on the bed,and pass out shortly after.

Hed got her some chocolates and roses, left them there in her room as she forgot to lock the Window,he left them on her desk, silentely stepping out and closing the Window.

--Good night dear...--he smiled under his mask.

Jerico woke up by the licking of her pet dragon she sits up hugging him--mornin...

The dragon squeaks and she looks at the desk, finding the gift someone left for her, walking up to it she reads the note attached to the box of chocolates "I know you had it rough yesterday, I hope this helps, I know nobody gave you flowers before... I hope todays better.

-W "

Who could they be? How did they gor in there-- im...such...an...idiot-- she locked the Window and put the flowers in a base filled with water.

After eating breakfast she sat on bed, laptop on her lap, writing the next chapter of her second Fantasy novel.

Unkown to her, her savior did enjoy her first book.

Now rorschach wasnt a Man of fiction, but her writing was just so catching and interesting.

So here he was drinking coffee while Reading on his kitchen, princess sitting on the table eating her food.

He found out she was a writer when he snucked into her home and found the first book of her novel, "the clan of the Rose dragon" he decided to buy his own copy, and he was enjoying it very much.

That same night he did his patrol and stopped in jericos home.

There he was, hand on the glass, wishing he was there cuddling besides her, specially tonight,a very cold and rainy night.

-- are you gonna come in or Will you Keep there brooding

Seeing her Open her eyes while talking to him makes rorsarch jump back, she opened the window-- come on its cold outside

--i uh...didnt mean to bother you

Jeri chuckles-- nonsense, come on

He steps in taking off his trenchcoat, he sits on the chair right infront of her desk, she sits on the edge of the bed--thanks for making sure im always safe ror

He smiles at the petname,--just making sure that creep isnt around to harm you

She chuckles--y'know...I was thinking...I got some roses and chocolate the other week, did you get them for me?

Hes surprised,howd she knew?-- yeah...--he said scratching the back of his neck -- howd you figured?

-- well...youve been brooding in silence these nights...and the roses and chocolates...I just figured...I liked the detail, thank you

--im glad you like them...

Both stay in silence,he then looks outside and yawns.

--Want to stay the night? Its too late

He snapped his head to her -- what?

--want to stay the night? Its late, and youll catch a cold,cant have my savior sick -- she winks at him and he looks away with blush creeping up his cheeks.

--i uh..I dont wanna bother but...if you insist I can take the sofá

--no no..come here stay in the bed, its warm already, ill take the sofá in case you want to take your mask off, to give you privacy

Normally anyone would kill to see his face..but there she was, geniunly respecting such boundary.

--dont do that, ill take the sofa its your bed...besides I know I wont get too much sleep

She got into bed and patted the space besides her-- come here then,lets share

Hes taken back, jumping slightly in his Seat, blushing red, he was stuttering,she was so beautiful, he didnt know what to do with himself.

--i dont want to look like a creep, its your personal space

-- Its not being a creep if I invite you

He sighed in defeat and took his scarf and shoes off, he locks the Window and draws the courtains laying on the bed with her.

--Night ror-- she said her back facing his.

--night-- he whispered back looking at the bedrooms door.

The Next morning he woke up with breakfast on the nightstand, just a coffee and she made pancakes.

He ate the breakfast with the happiest and biggest of grins, he washed the dishes, hough the sun was already out, he stayed the whole day and at night he would go back home.

Both shared lunch and dinner, not too much speaking was involved, but her presence was soothing.

And now at night he was just about to leave,he hugs her tightly and whispers a soft goodbye.

She caresses his cheek-- come back tomorrow?..

His hand lifted her face by the chin--of course sweetheart --He caresses her Lower lip and presses his lips against her forehead, even while using his mask,the kiss was as if he didnt have the mask on.

He left back home missing her terribly, his lips longed for hers, to hold her, have her wrap her arms around his back...

Rorschach sighed in love, he loved her so much.

So the Next night he came back and as soon as he stepped into her room lifted her up, hugging her tightly and taking off his mask, at least up to his lips to kiss her.

She kissed back and pressed him against the wall where the Window is,he grippes the Windowsill with one hand, the other ghosted her Lower waist as her arms wrapped around his neck.

He parted his lips, she smiled pressing hers against his again, hugging her tightly he drops her to the bed where they cuddle the night away.

Its late, the rain hits the Window and the thunder struck the Sky.

She caressed his cheek, rorsarch sighed--can you promise me something?--he asked.

--Of course...what is it?--she asked leaning in.

--If I take this off, Will you Keep my identity a secret?

She nodded--of course,I adore you too much...id never snitch on you ror

He licked his lips at took the mask off, oh wait, she saw him before, he would follow her around the city,she always knew he was familiar to her in some way,never really knowing what seemed so familiar of him.

She kissed rorsarch holding him close, he hugs her tightly.

-- I love ya so much--he said hoarsely, kissing her again.

-- I love you so much too...ror

He smiled-- my names Walter...you can call.me Walter

She nodded and hid her face on the crook of his neck.

Theyd spend the night like that.

Theyd be okay togheter.

[bnhavibes]

Promiscuous; a Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader short(?) series.

agedup!BNHA, 17+ please!! (contains some NSFW scenes)

tags: cursing, nsfw 🍋, promiscuouity, flirty!reader, curvy!reader, american!reader, female genitalia & she/her pronouns, experienced!Reader

Part one: Fucking extras.

Katsuki Bakugou; Spikey blonde hair, similar to what you’d describe as, well, porcupine needles. Along with his spiteful temper, the dude never interested you in the first place. He’s similar to an old man— always cranky, has something to badmouth, can’t drink, refuses to smoke weed, and as you were now hearing— Definitely not getting enough sex.

Unfortunately for you, the lush suite-style apartment you moved into happened to be across from the Bakusquad’s shared one. You never expected to be so close in proximity to someone who was so obviously in need of your.... services.

Since leaving America in the midst of high school, you’ve adapted a nickname for yourself. “(Y/LN)-jofu.” You never expected so many people to be attracted to you, but you also weren’t turning too many people down. You had a huge cultural shock when you realized how Jofu, and its original meaning being, labelled you as a ‘prostitute.’ You weren’t, obviously, but young Japanese men couldn’t get enough of you. The curves of your hips in contrast to your slim waist, mixed with the softness of your voice, and the way your bright eyes sparkled as you smiled flirtatiously reeled in many would-be heros. The name came after you rejected a few of the kids in your class, typical teenage style drama. Yet even after your acceptance to UA, the name stuck around. People started using it in place of promiscuous, saying your personality was so flirty it seemed like you had many relationships.

Your friends in the Dekusquad, never used it to begin with. Iida and Todoroki made it their jobs to side eye or scare off any unprecedented guests during lunch, who sought nothing but to bring you down. Uraraka, Asui and Midoriya all called you by your first name, and before your senior year in highschool would start you would have gotten a request from Midoriya as well. See, you weren’t a *prostitute*, but... You have this Savior complex when it comes down to “helping” young guys like Deku, who asked you to take his virginity.

At first, you didn’t want to ruin your relationship with him, or Ochako(being that you felt she had a crush on him). But after a few months of Midoriya pining over you, and eventually courting you in public, there wasn’t any hesitation in giving him what he wanted. It was just something you do, and some people(after you and Midoriya broke up) liked to reward you for it. Gifts, money, favors, cheat sheets, all offerings to make you the first person. Their first person.

It started off with Monoma, as cocky as he is, who had been at your hip like a dog to it’s owner from the first day of 11th grade. He was intrigued by your care-free way of speaking, so blunt and yet so promiscuous. Rejection after rejection, he would practically beg you to help him by just getting the damn first out of the way and teach him how to treat girls right. After a couple weeks of what you felt was a complete sexual mindblock, you began finding even the lesser attractive students appealing. You knew how taboo sex was for young people in this country, so you couldn’t simply ask someone to fuck when you’ve just moved here. So you’d have to settle for the second loudest person in school, though you must admit— he is a bit attractive.

Now it’s been a year since graduating, and your second year as a support student at UA has been going splendidly. Well, it would be perfect if it wasn’t for the lack of good sex you’ve been craving. You sigh as you step out of the shower, the heat from your *session* and the water radiating off your sunkissed skin. You looked at your reflection in the mirror as you brush your hair out softly, noticing your red cheeks, and flushed lips(from biting down on them). You sigh in content when you’re finished, beginning to rock your hips to your (fave genre) playlist, when suddenly loud banging hits your front door. You groan in frustration, rolling your eyes as you stomped to the door.

Piercingly angry red eyes meet yours, for the umpteenth time since they’ve moved in.

“Turn that damn music down, you fucking extra!” He spat, the scowl on his face never wavering, until he realizes the water droplets dripping from your wet locks. Then he glances at the towel wrapped around your body, his cheeks tinging just a smidge before his eyes snap back up to yours.

You crossed your arms and leaned into your doorframe, smirking at the blastoid. “Bakugou-san, good to see you’re doing well. It’s like, 8/8:15 in the evening is it not?” Your unwaveringly cool tone, and nonchalant stance only infuriates him more.

“Some people have shit to do in the morning.” He barks as your music continues in the living room.

“It’s Friday night though, the landlord says if its not past 10 you have to call him.” You say, subtlety checking him out as you spoke.

He was very attractive, that’s for sure. His broad shoulders, and muscular arms would make anyone a bit intrigued. By the. way he was standing, you could tell he had a lot of leg muscle as well, and a flashback of when he was shirtless at the pool back in your junior year of highschool passed through your mind as you took him in. Too bad he’s an asshole.

“What the hell are you staring at?” He growls, snapping you back to reality.

“I— was .. thinking about your response and how we can handle... the situation.” Phew! Close one.

He grunted in response, waiting for you to say something.

“So, can you stop being an old man and let me shower with my music in peace?” You tease.

“Old man? Tch, I have responsibilities shitty woman— And, since you wont listen to me, FUCK calling the landlord.” He snaps at you, and forces his way into the apartment but making sure he didn’t bump into you.

“Hey!! What the hell do you think you’re—?”

“SORRY, I CANT HEAR YOU OVER THIS LOUD ASS MUSIC!!” He screams sarcastically , slamming his hand onto the soundbar’s off button.

“Who the hell gave you permission to manhandle my belongings?” You spat at him, pulling him by the collar of his top and speedwalking him to the door.

“Agh— I can manhandle whatever the hell I please if it means I can finally get some damn sleep.” He mumbles as you push him out the door.

“Oh really? So you’ll be back to manhandle me next, then?” You say when he’s turned around to have the last word. His face heated up again, and with a soft chuckle and a quick “That’s what I thought.” you closed the door on him.

Sparks popped from his palms, his anger mixed with whatever the hell else was making him feel hot, and instead of yelling at you he clenched his jaw; leaving your doorstep with incoherent grumbles and balled fists.

“Fucking extras.” He mumbled to himself as he entered his own apartment.

Part two

[andyparxia]

Military

A boy was crying and yelling. “I don't want to go to military when I grow up,” The mother annoyed assured him that since he is only 12, there is still 6 years to go. That is a long time, perhaps in 6 years the rules has changed. Maybe its not a requirement anymore, and more of a choice. The stupid fucking boy stopped crying and thought "perhaps you're right mother, perhaps indeed."

6 years later

The boy now 18 years old was quite miserable going to carpenter school. "I don't want to go to school today," he said to his mother. "Just finish this year and you can do something else," the mother said. Little did he know that there was a surprise for him in the mail box. A letter just for the boy. "Who would send me letters?," the boy thought. He slit open the letter and got quite nervous. "Yikes, its from the government."

"YOU ARE HEREBY FORCED TO TRAVEL TO A BUILDING WHERE WE CAN TEST IF YOU ARE ELIGIBLE TO BE SUBBMITED TO THE MILITARY. IF YOU DO NOT SHOW UP, YOU'RE GOING TO JAIL LOL" - The Military

PTSD from 6 years ago came rushing down. "Mother was wrong all along" he said. How can a mother be wrong? How can the government do this to a little boy like me? Barely out of the womb and now straight into fucking war.

Day of the testing months later

Lucky for the boy he had legit reason to take a day of school. "I'm so happy I won't get a mark on my day of from school". Only times you have a legit reason and wont get punished at school for it is for testing like these, or funerals. And it did feel like a funeral, the boys freedom had officially died. "My freedom" he cried inside while on the train.

The boy had to follow people that was going to the same place, because he had no fucking clue where to go. He wasn't used to being on the road alone. Eventually they did find the place and the waiting started. Hours later sitting at a very uncomfortable chair someone called his name "ANDRÉ". It was for the doctor. The boy sat down and the doctor asked all kinds of questions. "Any mental problems?" "Any health problems?" "Problems in the family?" Nope nope nope the boy said to it all. "what a dull boy," the doctor probably was thinking. Time for sound test. The Doctor put the boy in a soundproof box and played certain tones. The boy had to click a button for every time he heard a tone. Little did the doc know that this dull little boy was being a little cheeky. He didn't press every time he heard the tone. "that'll show him," the boy badly smiled. "looks good," the doc said happily. "Fuck". The boy was disappointed. Back to the chair with him.

What felt like hours later they gathered all the boys for math tests. "Another chance to fake my results" the cheeky little boy thought. He suddenly noticed that by every random answer on the page, there was a very subtle dot drawn by a pencil. The military had just reused old papers from older contestants. The boy stupidly picked every answer that had the dot and it probably made him look like some math genius. So by picking all the wrong answers he picked the right.. Back to the chair. Hours later he was called in one last time by a dude that asked him all kind of questions. "Do you want to go to the military?". "Fuck no" the boy thought, "No," the boy said. After bunch of questions the boy was free to leave and head home. "I probably wont get called in for military in 1 year time" he thought to himself. Surely my answers was dumb enough for me to not get called in?

One year later.

Another letter in the mail.

"YOU ARE HEREBY FORCED TO TRAVEL TO THE MILLITARY, THE SEA MILITARY SPECIALLY BECAUSE WE KNOW YOU HATE THE SEA AND GET SEASICK VERY FUCKING EASILY. IF YOU DONT GO WE SEND YOU TO JAIL LOL" - The Military.

The boy was not amused. Finally done with school and now to military. 

The day of

The boy couldn't sleep, he only had hours before he had to leave. He got a brilliant idea to watch a 3 hour long new Lynch movie that just came out. So instead of sleeping, he watched a 3 hour long acid trip of a film. Brilliant idea.

The mother was teary eyed knowing she wouldn't see the son for a couple of years. Meanwhile the sleep depraved boy was sure he was coming back soon. "No fucking way I'm staying" he thought. "Told you so" he said to his mother while giving her a hug and off to military with him. 8 hours train ride went quick, he was listening to some bad Dane Cook show while thinking of that fucking film. "What the fuck did I watch".

He arrived at the station. Yet again no idea where to go. The boy found some poor souls that was going to the same camp, together they found the bus and away they went. The camp wasn't far away, 15 minute bus ride. The boy was surprised how local the camp was compared to the city. Like a big playground in the middle of civilisation. But instead of children running around playing, these grown ass men are running around playing war. The gates opened at the first thing he saw was people walking in groups, mighty impressive coordinated groups. Rifles on their shoulders, swinging them around like a show.

The boys got showed around and eventually ended up in a big gym. Bags in the floor while police and dogs sniffed out for drugs. Even though the boy was clean he was still nervous that the dog found something. Couple stoners was sweating beside him, and the dog barked. The boy was jealous of the stoners, "lucky them" he thought. They can leave and he was stuck here. After the drug sniffing, all the boys was pushed to the cinema of the camp. There they had to wait for all the other people getting sniffed out. A film were showing the the people waiting, it was "The Hills Have Eyes 2" from 2007. The boy found it a bit weird to sit in a cinema in a military camp watching a film with gore and people getting raped, but it was what it was.The film turned off suddenly. All the boys were done getting sniffed. Everyone was now in the cinema. 

"PEOPLE THAT ARE STAYING SIT IN ROW 1-3". "PEOPLE THAT HAVE A LEGIT REASON TO LEAVE, GO SIT IN ROW 4 AND UP" a dude yelled. "Oh fuck what do I do? I don't want to stay, but I have no legit reason to stay other than a note from the doctor that say that I have "snapping hips"". “Fuck it”, the boy went to row 4 and sat down. Luckily a bunch of other people followed suit. They were around 10 all together. "THE PUSSIES, FOLLOW ME", the man yelled (not really but he was 100% thinking it). All the pussy boys follow the man trough the playground. He stopped at a house. "Here you sleep for tonight, tomorrow after breakfast you are going to see a doctor to see if you have a LEGIT reason to leave. Good night." The boys went inside. There were pool tables, tv with news playing. All kinds of fun shit to do. The boy sat in the corner while all the other pussy boys were bitching about how they wanted to leave. This felt good to the boy, knowing there were other boys like him there. 

It was getting late and all the boys went up to the bedroom to sleep. The boy was shocked to see that all the beds did not have the beddings already put on. The boy had never done it himself. He struggled getting it on, so he eventually he had to ask for help. Ashamed the boy went to bed, very quickly falling asleep. A sleep that was quite comfortable and he slept very well. (No kappa).

The next day

A dude with a fucking bell in the hall woke up all the boys. "Time for shower and breakfast". The boy had never showered with other people in his life, he always avoided it like the plague, so he avoided it this time as well. The boy grew more pathetic by the minute. They all went outside to the dining hall, it was dark as fuck. Dark and cold. There was a long line outside of the dining hall. It took about 20 minutes to finally get in, eat stale bread with cheese while listening to a hall for of noise. "I got to get the fuck out," the boy thought. After the food all the pussies got pushed to a building where all the doctors were located. There was a tv in the waiting room playing "Band of Brothers". Nothing more ironic watching people getting blown up in the war on tv in the waiting room of a military camp. Outside the window the boy was watching people doing push ups. "Thank God I'm not one of them, I literally cant even do one push up". DING, the boy got an idea. He has a note from the doctor about snapping hips (Which means that many of his joins snaps every time he moves them in a certain way), which makes push ups and sit ups quite painful. Not to mention that he doesn't shower with other people, because he often got to clean his hairy asshole in a hard way. "Cant bend over like that in the shower in front of people, neither can one go around with poopy asshole", the boy thought. The boy now had an legit excuse. Hairy asshole and snapping hips.

Literally hours later the boy got called in. He now has a plan. "So why do you not want to stay?", the doctor asked. "Well I don't want to shower with other people and I have snapping hips.". "Why don't you want to shower with other people?" the doc asked. "Well I'm very hairy... a certain place." he said. "Most boys are hairy, its very normal" doc laughed. "uhm, I got a hairy asshole", the boy shamefully said. "Oh, and snapping hips, I can write a recommendation to release you." The doctor said. The boy could breath out in relief.. The doctor printed out something, made the boy sign it. "Take this to the gate, show it and wait for your bags to be delivered". The boy shook his hand and walked to the gate. There he met other pussies also waiting, "lucky them" he thought, "Maybe they have hairy assholes as well". 

He waited for his bag and he could finally leave. The boy looked back at the adult playground, smiling at all the grown ass dudes running around like it was important. "So long" the boys menacingly thought. The boy took the bus back to town. He has never felt that free, free to  do whatever (not even 12 years later that feeling has been that strong). No more Military, no more school. He walked around the town in a bliss. Visited a local DVD shop and bought a bunch of DVD's. A imported DVD of Eraserhead was one of them (which he sold 12 years later kind of regretting not keeping it for the memory). He then sat at the station waiting for the train to come, looking at his shiny new DVD's. The train ride back was quite painful, the boy had forgot to take a piss this whole trip, and a cute looking lady was sitting beside him blocking the way. Better not disturb the lady and just be in pain instead. Eight hours later he texted his sister to ask come get him, not even telling his parents of his arrival. A funny prank he thought. The sister drove him home and he ringed the bell. "I'm home", he said. The parents was probably very disappointed learning that they couldn't get that 1 year break away from him, but the boy couldn't care less. The boy can now go back to watch movies and game. And he gamed happily ever after.

[xuxikook]

Roommates, Season 3, Pilot.

A/N This will show like an episode you watch on TV, examples like; Tros, LOTJ, 2D1N, Running man etc. Inspired by @/nitaescence (i love her works omg). 

And since I miss Roommates I’ve decided to make a fictional season three of the show with all of my favorite artist.

Artist (Non pairing): Y/n, BTS Kim Taehyung, NCT Wong Lucas, Black pink Park Rose,Stray Kids Bang Chan, Seventeen Seungkwan, Actress Shin Yeeun, Actor Lee Dong Wook. Summary: In which different types of people are stuck inside a house for a couple of months  Genre: Roommates!Variety show!Y/n’sAnIdol!Au Words: 3324 

*Bold/blockquote - Show’s Intro/Transition.

*...* -  Frame captions.

Italic - Present time.

Blockquote - Time

[Bold] - Camera’s filming positions.

Italic/bold  - Interview 

<...> - Place

(brackets) - Sound effects

*Due to popular demands, Roommates Season Three is back with new exciting artists!* 

 *SHOW INTRO

*Who will be our first member of the house?*

Bedroom, door

< unfamiliar dorm >

[Wall camera filming down]

You giggled at your self as you look around your dorm picking and dropping things you want to bring along to the house you'll be staying at for six months or more.

*still struggling what to bring*

"What do I bring?" You asked your self loudly letting the microphone that was hanging on your clothes catch the sound. You hummed to your self as you go to the nearest camera that was stuck on the wall. The one that was filming you down. "Guess what? I don't know what to bring."

*Oh oh..* (unison of oh)

You spoke to the camera before walking away from it to think things through. A female appeared from the kitchen as she munch on a sandwich you've made earlier for yourself, but now is in the hand of your group member.

"You're still not done packing?" She asked and you nodded your head as she comes over to you and open up your luggage and started throwing things inside, such as her pictures because she said you'll miss her.

*Transition; Introduction of Y/n.

[In front of Y/n, with black backdrop]

"Hey everyone!" You introduced as soon as the person behind the camera signaled you to start speaking. "I'm Y/n, from the rookie group AMATEUR.”

*Transition; Introduction of Y/n group and performance.

"So why did you join this show?" The same female interviewer asked as you sit in front of the camera quite shy to be alone.

"I've lived in Korea for four years now, and not once I've lived outside of the company's provided shelter, lived with my group too ever since. So I wanna see how it feels like moving in with new set of people." You said independently as you smile sincerely.

[Camera men holding up camera as they follow Y/n]

"Are you really sure about moving there?" Your member asked as she drops your luggage she was carrying on the ground. A giggle came out of your mouth as you looked at her pouting face.

"It's not like I won't come back in here," you joked. "Plus- You're going to have the room all by your self so I don't know why you're complaining."

(Sound track; Laughs.)

"Oh you're right!" She exclaimed and grabbed the luggage she had just dropped. Opening the trunk immediately and putting it in. Pushing you towards the door, opening it for you. Waving. "Bye bye sister."

"Do you know what types of people you'll be living with?"  She asked you, your face turned into a frown and shook your head.

"Nope, but I hope they'll be cool people?" You answered. Unaware of who the people are gonna be there. Well signing up to live with a bunch of strangers doesn't sound bad right? Right?

Wall camera following a man’s movement, camera transitioning to a new room.

*Who is it?*

"Ah hyung!" A whiny boy's voice echoed the door.

Transition to Taehyung’s Introduction

< Dorm’s Living room. >

as he walk over the living room where two boys focus on the screen with controllers on their hands too busy playing Mario Kart for the hundredth time since they've got home from tour. The camera that surrounds  the place following Taehyung's every move.

(Screams)

Frozen frame of Jungkook and SeokJin

*so handsome!*

"What?" An uninterested Jin asked as he continue on pressing the speed button again and again to speed up the car's speed so he can win against Jungkook after losing during the previous game.

"Take care of Yeontan for me pleaseee-" He begged dragging the word as he look at the oldest member of his group. Having no response he moved over to the huge screen and blocked it with his body in hopes of gaining the older one's attention.

(laughs)

"Ah Hyung!" Jungkook whined as he tries to move his head to the side to see the screen better. Great. Two kids are whining.

*Interview; Kim Taehyung

"So why did you joined the show?" The male interviewer asked as he signaled Taehyung who sits awkwardly alone in his seat. Not used of not having the other six people to be with him.

"I think its because I've been stuck with the same people for years and I think it'll be healthy for me to be away from them for a while." He giggled making the female crews look at him in admiration. While Taehyung recall the time he memorized the members snores after being roommates with them from time to time.

< outside of dorm >

[Camera man holding up camera as they follow Taehyung.]

"Go." Seokjin said at Kim Taehyung as he pouted at him. The camera man behind him filmed the two as they bid their farewell to one another. Taehyung went to the older one to hug him, trying to be cute and all.

*Cuteeeee* (a chorus of ‘aw’)

"Please leave." Seokjin sternly said before cracking a smile after trying to push the kid.

(laughs) 

Hugging the kid as well, knowing to himself that he's gonna miss the younger kid.

"Hey y'all!" A bright voice cheered as he sits on the chair. The common black background behind him. 

"It's me." He said before turning his head 180 degree, turning his attention back to the camera "Lucas."

(screams)

*NCT LUCAS!*

*Flashes Lucas performance with NCT and WAYV

*Wow So handsome!*

Winking to the camera. "Wait it's not recording yet!" The interviewer jokingly said making Lucas flush red as the people around him laugh at their small prank.

< Nct Dorm >

[Wall camera facing two close faces.]

"Oh Nana!" He cheered before giving the kid a man handshake. "This is Nana."

He said before the shy kid giggles before waving to the camera. "Isn't he handsome? My lil' bro!"

(laughs)

*yes he is*

"Easy~" Bambam walked over to the chair and sat down. Bowing first as a respect on the staff. Before starting the interview. 

(Laughs)

Transition; Got7′s dorm

< Bam’s room >

"You realize you wont actually need all of those things?" Jackson said as he leans on the door watching Bambam take out everything to pack up.

"You've been there. I saw your clothing. It was the same thing over and over again." Bambam snapped before smiling at the guy leaning in the door. Jackson looked at him rolling his eyes. "And heck I wont do the same."

"I honestly hope you get the worst room." Jackson said.

*We’ll see that..*

*Clip of future event; 

Bambam and Taehyung playing rock paper scissors.

*what happened?!*

*Transition; Interview Lee Dong Wook

"Yes. I'm back." The same familiar looking man said as he bows at the camera. Sighing as he rubbed the palm of his hands on his black jeans. "I don't know how. I don't know what I'm getting from this show but I'm willing to take a risk once again."

*he’s back again!*

*Clip of Season one and season two.

*We Missed you Mr Lee*

"Dongwook-ssi, Do you know that you're the oldest one in the house?" Asked the interviewer making the grown up man's eyes widen at the news.

"W-what?"

(laughs)

*Its okay Mr Lee!* *We’re sure it wont be that bad*

*Clip of future event;

Dongwook face palming himself as he sits behind the table looking at something.

*Transition; Interview Rosé

"Hiya! I'm Rosé from Black pink!" The female red haired girl greeted shyly bowing to the camera.

*Clip; Performing abroad with members.

"Unnie- do you really have to go?" Whined Lisa as she stops the car door from closing as she looks at Rosé once again.

*Oh Lisa is Sad.*

"It's not gonna be that long?" Rosé chuckled on Lisa's reaction.

*It’s okay! It wont be that long!*

"Unnie~" Lisa whined once again as she looked at the red haired girl inside the car.

(Awe)

"Do you want to drop me off?"

*Transition; Interview Boo Seungkwan

"Honestly, with that much members do you think I can't handle more people in my life?" Seungkwan said towards the interviewer. Shaking his head on the thought.

*Oh He’s confident*

*Clip of future event.

“Guys wait! GUYS! GUYSSSSS!” Seungkwan screamed trying to get everyone’s attention as he stands outside the house.

*oh no* *what happened?*

< Roommates House >

*Everyone’s home for the next months*

[Wall Camera filming the door.]

"Oh- I'm the first one to arrive." Seungkwan shyly announced as he enters the empty house filled with Cameras.

"Woah-" as he left his luggage near the door as he enters the house. The excitement can already be seen as the camera follows him around. The sound of a dog barking echoed the room making Seungkwan jump on his place as a white Pomeranian dog run towards him.

Seungkwan looked at it in awe after catching his breath once he realize the situation. He looked at the dog before checking the tag that was hanging on his collar.

"Hello my name is Bol, your little company." Seungkwan read out loud the words written in the white paper, "So You're little Bol?" Seungkwan cooed.

*Clip of future event;

Bol resting on everyone’s lap. 

“That’s bad! Bol has a favorite!”

*Transition; Interview Kim Yeri

"Honestly all I wish is not to be the youngest one." Yeri said as she shook her head on the thought. "I wanna try playing around with someone younger too you know?"

*oh we all do*

< Outside of RV Dorm>

"Bye my little child." Irene said as she hugs the youngest of the group. "Please take care of your self and know that everything will be seen in camera."

*Irene is gonna miss little Yeri*

"Yes grandmother."

(Laughs) 

*Grandmother?*

*Transition; Interview Bang Chan

"I heard that Bambam-sunbaenim will be there. So I think I'll be fine." Said Chan as he smiled unsurely to the camera. Just praying for Jesus to take the wheel.

< Studio >

*He’s live and talking to his fans*

*How sweet~*

"So.. as you know, I'll be joining the show Roommates and I really hope you guys support this show and I don't know if I'm gonna do more of these one on one Vlive for the next months. But maybe, the other cast would like to join if from time to time. I'll do it."

*We’ll look forward for that~~*

[camera films Chan’ talking to a camera]

He giggles at the excitement and the thought of having new people to do the talks and things with in camera.

*Transition; Interview Shin Yeeun.

"I'm Actress Shin Yeeun. Hello everybody!" The female smiled shyly at the camera as she waves with both hands.

[Films entrance door.]

Yeeun entered the house with a bear the same size of her upper body. Hugging it tightly as she entered the place. The luggage rolls behind her as her manager helps her out.

*another member in the house!*

"Wah~ it's the same as in the show." She looked at the place. Amazed. She looked at the stairs and quickly climbed the  stairs to go check the seconds floor.

Knowing what she had seen in the show. She quickly moved over to the room with three bed claiming one as hers. Dropping her bag on one of the bed.

A sound of pans dropping echoed the quiet house making Yeeun's eyes grow big. Frightened.

Frozen frame of Yeeun. CGI Ice growing around her.

The camera catching her reaction clearly as she looks at her manager.

(Scary sound)

(Oooh)

*What was it?*

She quickly ran down the stairs to see what had happened to see no one. Until a body frame appeared from behind the kitchen counter.

Boo Seungkwan.

*Seungkwan has dropped the pans!*

"AHH!" Both her's and Seungkwan's scream echoed the empty ground floor as they look at each other. In shock.

(Laughs) 

*Oh no*

"Ah- Hello." The female shyly spoke as the screams quiet down. Leaving the sound director of the show, deaf.

"I wasn't scared at all! It's just.. It's just, suddenly a person appeared?" Seungkwan said worriedly to the camera as the interviewer brought up the scene that had just happened. Laughing at his reaction.

(laughs)

*Yeah sure.. you weren’t*

<Outside of Roommates house>

[Camera men holding up camera as they follow Lucas]

"Ah hyung can you help me take this?" Lucas said as his group's manager came up to him to help out take out a long material.

*what was it?* 

A life size cut out of him was pulled out of the van.

*!!!*

*What a shocker!*

"Do you really need this?" His manager asked in confusion. Lucas nodded diligently at the question.

(laughs)

Another car appeared on the scene as Lucas was taking out his things from the car. A female came out of the car.

(Oooh~)

You came out of the car with glittery make up still on, matching your group's comeback theme. Except your outfit was just a plain white shirt and a simple ripped jeans.

*look who just got back from work*

"Oh- Pretty woman." Lucas dropped his luggage to the cemented road as he came towards you to help you out. 

*What a gentleman*

(claps)

You walked to the car's trunk to take out your luggage as your manager turn off the car.

Lucas wiped the sweat on his hands on his jeans before walking towards you the camera man was following his every move. 

*he’s preparing*

Clearing his throat, he quickly offered his hand out for a handshake to the familiar girl.

"Hi ma'am I'm Lucas." Lucas' cheeks flushed a tint of red as he realized that he had just called you 'ma'am' randomly and out of nowhere.

*what is this? Romeo and Juliet?*

"Well hello sir." You played along to the reddening Lucas as you shake his hands in the air.

"Would you like some help?" Lucas asked as he motioned the opened trunk, pulling out a grey luggage out.

"Oh shut it Yukhei. Stop playing nice just take it." You laughed at Lucas which laughed as well as he pulls out the luggage with you helping out by pulling out using the side handle.

*Huh!?*

*Transition; Interview Y/n

"We're in the same company." You answered the question that the interviewer had thrown you to clear out the confusion the viewers might get. "We hang out a lot because we used to train together. We basically don't really treat each other nicely."

*Transition; Interview Lucas.

"Y/n is a bully." Was all Lucas could let out. Your ears hearing his words clearly and with no doubt. He really just said that in national television.

"Yah!" Your scream was heard in the interview Lucas was having, and the editors and directors didn't even bother to cut that scene out.

(Laughs)

<Roommate’s entrance door>

You two pressed the door bell and the two people who are still busy admiring the place looked at one another before coming to the intercom. The intercom’s camera catches the two of your faces and Seungkwan's jaw dropped.

*Transition; Interview Seungkwan.

"I knew him! He's from NCT." Seungkwan said, "Another runaway from too many members!" Seungkwan said as he pointed both his index finger to the camera chuckling as he winks with his left eye.

(laughs)

*Nct has 21 members while Seventeen has 13*

*That’s a lot*

*Transition; Interview Yeeun.

"I was petrified! Am I the only actress in this show? Is it full of singers?" A shocked Yeeun said to the camera as she looked at the interviewer. 

*Cheer up Yeeun, you’re gonna be alright.*

"But heck, Lucas is a hella good looking man."

*We do not disagree*

"So okay.. You have an NCT member and a Seventeen member." You started talking about Seungkwan and Lucas. "Do you know how chaotic it'll be if both group decides to VISIT US?! THAT’S GONNA BE A TOTAL CATASTROPHE!"

"This is literally unnecessary." You looked at him in disgust as you carry his life size cut out to the door. Of course Lucas would have a life cut of himself.

"Your comment is unnecessary thank you very much."

The two of you entered the familiar place you've seen in your television and walked in the house. Making sure to remove your shoes and wear a house slipper you bought specially for the house.

"Is that a dinosaur slippers?" You looked down at his feet to see its covered in a green dinosaur in door slippers.

*That’s a cute choice!*

"I didn't say anything about your panda slipper so you can stay quiet." The door opened and two shy people greeted the two of you. 

[Entrance door camera]

You and Lucas' faces softened to the unfamiliar air in the air. The feeling of being around new people you've never met or just have seen passing by you was different.

*Yes trapping random people in one house isn't that bad.*

"I got so shy, because I feel like I'm crashing into someone else's home. I should've come early!" You exclaimed, looking to the camera.

a couple of minutes later, Taehyung opened the door to find four people sitting on the couch quietly. After having small conversations with each other such as exchanging names and basic information such as ages. 

Four heads turn their heads towards the door and their eyes grew on the sight of the person.

*!!!*  

[Angle one; catching the reaction.]

Quickly standing up, the four of you bowed your head on the senior that had just entered in.

[Angle two; catching the reaction.]

*!!!*

Taehyung freezing at the point. Not knowing what to do. Taehyung started bowing as well. The four kids who stood up still not knowing what to do, bowed once again as the senior at the door bow at them. With them bowing again, making Taehyung bow again, and again, and again.

*its a never ending*

(laughs)

*Transition; Interview Taehyung.

"It was pretty stupid." Taehyung laughed as the scenario repeated in his head. Cracking a smile on the reaction everyone has given during the first meeting. "But I can relate because I used to be the same."

*Transition; Interview Lucas.

"It was Kim Taehyung!" Lucas exclaimed, "He's a senior!"

A bow after a bow was what happened to the five of them. Until Taehyung knew enough was enough to the five of them.

"Stop stop stop!" Taehyung laughed at the scenario that seems to fit a sitcom rather than a reality show. The four of them stopped what they were doing. Standing awkwardly in their place. Not knowing what to do.

"Do you guys.. perhaps want some food?" Yeeun asked trying to break the silence that was growing in the place. Even the people behind cameras can feel the awkward tension in the air.

"Can I check out the rooms?" Taehyung asked and Lucas' eyes lit up to Taehyung's reaction.

"You want to check it too? I haven't seen any of them." Lucas said. Not really familiar of the place as he has not seen the show as it is. Only clips such as Jackson and Youngji bickering around the place from the previous season. Which he knows it'll be you and him in this season.

"So what are you making?" You asked Yeeun who opened the fridge. Your jaw dropped open at the sight of the fridge being full and everything you will need to feed eleven people. The same reaction Seungkwan had during his first tour in the house alone.

"This never happen in the dorm?" You said as you move closer to the full fridge with different varieties of food available. Yeeun looked at you and to Seungkwan who laughed at the confused as he leaned on the kitchen island.

"I have twelve members once the fridge is full its gone by midnight." Seungkwan said as the two look at him in amusement.

The first five people seem to be getting alone in their first hour together.

[calcifermovesthecastle]

Absent in Body- Chapter 3

Chapter 1- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185386984555/absent-in-body-chapter-1

Chapter 2- https://calcifermovesthecastle.tumblr.com/post/185388013405/absent-in-body-chapter-2

When you stand, you’re still dizzy, but you brush the sand clinging to your body away and walk towards the foliage, searching for the gate that you found last time. Barely visible, you catch it out of the corner of your eye and step through.

Last time, you and Asra appeared in the magic shop. This time, you’re led to the hut in Nopal. It’s warm and sunny, quiet. The magician sits cross-legged on the bed, eyes searching your face. They were waiting. When your eyes meet, their form ripples, transforming into Asra. Your heart pangs, and you glance away before meeting their eyes again.

“You once sought this place out as a sanctuary from the storm.” They speak softly, watching you. Your heart lurches, wishing with everything you have in you that they were the real Asra. The magician smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “So tell me. Are you safe now?”

You tilt your head to the side, sadness deepening on your features. With a tiny shake of your head, they have your answer. No body, not home, uncertainty about their company, you’re trapped here. That’s far from safe in your eyes. The magician’s form ripples back to the fox, his shoulders lightly bobbing with laughter.

“Then by all means, don’t lower your guard.”

You stand in the doorway, unsure of where to go or what to do. “Last...last time…” You cough thickly, your lungs still trying to force out that unforgiving ocean water. “You said we were in the wrong place for answers.”

“But if you have more questions….” The magician smiles, cocking their head to the side. “What did you think of Scout?”

“Wh- Scout?”

“The dog that carried you to my realm. Did you not recognize her?”

“N-no… but she seemed trustworthy...Anyone seemed trustworthy at that point. It seemed like I’d be stuck drowning like that forever…” You think back, your chest wound tight and shoulders aching, legs still feeling like jelly. The magician begins to explain, using light and shadows to pain the picture.

“Scout guides and protects lost and travelling people. You are a bit lost at the moment, no?”

“I would say…” You mumble, your head spinning.

“You are closer to the end than you realize. Who will you be when you complete your journey?” The magician smiles, fading away to nothingness, the hut following in his wake. You reappear on the beach, staring out at the ocean. After your whole ordeal, you’re a little uneasy around water, so you remain a safe distance away. Scout splashes around in the surf, looking like she’s having the time of her life. Lost in your thoughts, you try to reach out to Asra, steeling yourself. You wont cry this time. No matter what happens, you wont cry again.

That doesn’t stop your shock at seeing him by the fountain, standing across from the body-snatching count. There was a certain vowel you wanted to remove from that word, but you focused on the conversation instead. The shift in Asra’s facial expression tells you that he’s aware of you. Lucio remains oblivious, going on about how he plans on turning Vesuvia into an eternal paradise. Drama queen.

Asra speaks through gritted teeth, trying his best to remain calm. “Can’t. Wait. Have you been to the fizzy drink room? It’s a new addition this year.” Lucio barks in surprise.

“Fizzy drink room? Why didn’t you say anything earlier?!” With a flourish of that ridiculous cape, he disappears towards the palace.

Asra takes a few deep breaths before opening his eyes.

“You still there?”

“Yes, I’m here.” More tears threaten to obscure your voice, but you push them away impatiently. Asra sighs in relief.

“Let me try something.” He says softly, stepping into the fountain. A bout of vertigo crashes over you so strongly, your head seems like it’ll twist right off your shoulders.

And suddenly, you’re fine. You look down at your hands, which ripple and drip, still translucent, but there. You look over at Asra in shock, and he looks back anxiously.

“Is that alright? Do you feel okay? I’ve never done that on someone else before…”

I think so…” Your voice echos musically, sounding just like water flowing through a stream, rain pattering gently on pavement, the sound of dripping from a faucet. “The irony is not lost on me, though…”

Your chest aches, still not being able to touch him. To feel him. For right now though, talking to him in person is more than you could have dreamed of. Asra goes into a monologue of a past memory, how last time the situation was flipped. How he had so many things clawing to be said, but forced to stay quiet. He looks over at you, His expression soft.

“Things are so different now, mc.” He holds his hand out to you, longing swimming in his eyes. You take a deep breath.

“I… Asra… I love you.” You can’t quite meet his eyes, your gaze resting just to the right of his direct vision. His features soften, a gentle smile spreading on his lips.

“I know.” He reaches a hand inside your body to cradle the glowing area where your heart would be. It makes your chest flutter lightly, then pound as every emotion he’s feeling floods your body, crashing over you. “Every time you speak to me, I know. Every time we touch, every time you cry, The longing that pools in your eyes, I know. And I love you too. Is it enough to just say it? I feel like I need to tell you every reason why.”

You give a tiny, astonished nod, rapt with attention, your eyes finally able to meet his gaze. His eyes display such an open adoration that you feel like you would be blushing madly if you were actually here. He cups your face in his hands, Staring into the depths of your soul and lingering there.

“I love you for the difference you’ve made. The world is brighter, friendlier, warmer. All the daydreams I’d have about the adventures we would share, everywhere we could go, I still have them, but now, anything seems like an adventure as long as you’re there with me.” He leans in and brushes his lips against yours in such a way that it floods you with mingling memories; some yours, some his. He pulls back, water beading on his plump lips, the softest of looks displayed on his features.

“I could stay forever…” He sighs. “We should wait until your safe though. And then… Then I’ll tell you everything about how I adore you beyond the stars, How much I want to spend every waking moment with you. Lets wait until we’re truly together for that.” He sits on the edge, patting the stone beside him. You Sit with him, keeping your feet in the water.Asra glances around, checking to see if you’re still alone. Once he’s confident that it’s just the two of you, he speaks in a quiet voice.

“Did you find the magician?” He asks, searching your face. You nod in answer.

“The magician and…” You trail off, looking out into the distance, before describing Scout to him and what the magician said. The longer you speak, the more worried Asra looks.

“Did the… did the magician say what kind of creature Scout is?” He asks.

“He didn’t, but…” You meet his eyes again. “I didn’t really mind. She saved me. He just said she was a guide.”

Asra sighs, running a frustrated hand through his hair.

“Why? What is it?” You can feel some of the leftover panic waking up like a cat, opening a singular eye and seeing all of the mischief it can cause.

“I- nothing. I don’t want to assume something early on and be wrong but… from what you told me, She sounds like one of the major Arcana. The fool. But It’s odd that a major arcana wouldn’t talk.” His words taper off, and I lose him as he follows a deep train of thought. “I don’t think Scout will hurt you. Just… please be careful. I-” He stops as loud voices creep their way towards you. One of them sounds like a drunk lucio. Asra stands and quickly undoes the spell keeping you there, watching you as you sink back into the fountain.

“I’ll join you soon. I promise. Be brave for me for just a bit longer.”

He disappears as you sink back into the magician’s realm, nervousness causing your not-quite body to shake as you watch the waves.

[chinuppoppins]

Here's a new prompt for you, one I hope you like. It's an no powers AU: Tandy and Tyrone are both idiots who are making everyone around them miserable. They're both crazy about each other, which everyone can see. The only ones who haven't figured it out are them. Somebody has to point it out before the obliviousness of it all kills someone.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of Police Burtality, spousal abuse, and child abuse.

They become mortal enemies at age four.

It all starts in Miss. Erica’s preschool classroom one day during show and tell. Tandy’s hair is pulled back in a ponytail with a silky pink ribbon. She has on a matching pink sundress and is showing off her ballet slippers with pride and telling her classmates how she went shopping with her mom over the weekend to get them. She is so proud and her classmates seem to be interested, all expect for Tyrone Johnson.

Tyrone in his basketball jersey, dark blue jeans, and a hoodie that he always wore but was way too big for him raises his hand to inform her that ballet wasn’t a real sport. He then proceeds to hold up the orange ball he was holding and tells her that basketball was a real sport. Tandy just sends a frown his way, narrows her brows and opens her mouth to start the first argument in Tandy and Tyrone’s ‘rocky’ relationship.

What only makes things worse for Tandy Bowen was when Tyrone’s mom gets a job at Roxon and his whole family moves to the house at the end of her block and now Tyrone is everywhere. She sometimes sees him walking around with his dad, or even at her house with his mom for paperwork issues.

One day, after a long day in the third grade, Tyrone ends up having to go home with her. Her mom explains that Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Johnson had some important things to take care of, but Tyrone is silent on the way home. Melissa tells her to be nice to Tyrone, make him feel at home and she tries, until he makes fun of room.

“Your room looks like a unicorn threw up everywhere.” Tyrone decides as he shakes his head in disgust. “How am I supposed to do my homework with all of this baby crap everywhere.”

Tandy’s nose crinkles n annoyance and she scoffs. “My room is not a baby room.” She shoots back. “Pink is my favorite color, duh, it’s why my room is pink and the reason you can’t do your homework is because you don’t understand it. I saw the marks on your last science test, you’re failing and you will be stuck in the third grade forever.”

He doesn’t let her bother him. “Pft, says the girl that can’t pass a spelling test to save her life!” He is always so rude and she can’t stand it. “You need to learn how to spell in life, not stupid science.”

“Your mom works with scientists!” She deflects. “And you do need science, my daddy is a scientist after all!”

Tyrone shrugs. “So, who cares!” He stands up and grabs his stuff. “I’m taking my stuff downstairs and waiting for my mom! I can’t stand you, Tandy Bowen!”

“And I don’t like you! Tyrone Johnson.”

As he walks down the stairs she notices that he left that big hoodie he was always wearing. She feels a little bad when she kicks it under her bed, but he did insult her after all.

A few months later, Tandy discovers that Tyrone has an older brother. She’s walking the puppy her daddy had gotten her for her birthday when she sees a boy in a wheelchair getting the mail. Tandy watches him for a moment and then realizes that the chair wont go up the curb. She ends up approaching him slowly and the teen greets her with a smile. “Um,” Tandy begins. “Do you need help?”

The teenager chuckles. “Yeah, yeah, I’m a little stuck. You think you can help me out? You strong enough?”

“Yeah! I’m super strong.” Tandy brags and then hooks the dogs leash on the mailbox. “I’m in ballet after all.”

“Well, you gotta be strong to be a ballerina.” The teen says in a serious tone. “So I have a good feeling you can give the chair a little push.”

Tandy lights up as she looks both ways before going behind the chair, grabbing the handles as best she good and giving the older boy a firm, yet gentle push until he is on the sidewalk. “See, told you I was strong.”

He laughs. “Yeah, you’re kinda like my kid brother. I’m Billy.”

Tandy goes over to get her puppy and then walks over to him to shake his hand. “I’m Tandy Bowen, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Tandy?” Billy asks and then laughs. “So you are the girl that  my brother, Tyrone always talks about.”

Tandy pales. “Wait, you’re Tyrone’s brother?” She takes a look over at him, remembering a conversation that her parents had about the older Johnson boy. He was shot, and stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. “I uh,” She furrows her brow. “Can you not tell him that this happened? I hear it from him enough as it is about being annoying and nosey and a know it all.”

Billy gives a full bellowed laugh. “He teases you? Well, Miss. Tandy, he does that because he has a crush on you and he doesn’t understand it yet.”

Now it’s her turn to laugh. “Yeah, right, Tyrone does not have a crush on me.”

That night, she ends up stuffing that silly black hoodie in his mailbox, because she realizes why Tyrone always wore it. The next day in school, he is smiling as it hangs off of his shoulders.

--------------------------

Tandy Bowen is the most frustrating person Tyrone had ever came across.

As kids, he couldn’t stand her. She was pushy, rude, bossy and insisted that ballet was better than basketball. Billy teased him over and over that Tyrone had a serious crush on her and that she must have had a crush on him, since they would always argue.

Though kid Tyrone didn’t understand it, teenage Tyrone did, but he still would put up a front with Tandy.

His feelings began to change when they were both 16, she had just come back from dance camp and he barely recognized the girl who was talking to his brother. Tyrone recognized the dog though, and aging bulldog named Rocky that her dad bought for her when she was eight. His mom said that Mr. Bowen probably felt bad that he was never around, so the dog had been a way to keep a younger Tandy occupied. It sort of made Tyrone feel bad for Tandy, but then he had remembered that he didn’t like her, so he stopped.

Though what made him stop in his tracks today was Tandy Bowen. Her blonde hair was short now, tickling her bare shoulders and curling ever so slightly. He found himself noticing a sort of sparkle in her eye and how plump her lips were and how freaking cute her nose was when he crinkled as she laughed.

Then she notices him, or Rocky starts barking at him which pulls her from her talk with Billy to notice Tyrone. “I see you haven’t changed over the summer.” She stands up straight and tall. “Don’t you know that it is rude to stare.”

A playful smile graced her lips and Tyrone’s cheeks heat up. “I wasn’t looking at you,”

“Yes you were.”

“No I wasn’t.”

“And now you are getting flustered, Tyrone Johnson.”

“ Am not.”

“Are too.”

“ Am not.”

“Are too.”

Billy clears his throat and the two stop their argument, but as per usual, Tyrone gets the last word in by throwing out an “Am not!” Before running into his house for safety.

----------

“You want Tandy to join the cheer squad?” Tyrone asks Evita over the loud music of the party. “Yeah, she’s not fit to do that.”

“Ty, what are you talking about?” Evita laughs and then looks over at Tandy who is dancing with one of the guys from the basketball team. “She’s been dancing since she was four and has been in my gymnastic class the past eight years. If anything, she’ll outshine most of the girls on the squad.”

Tyrone scoffs. “Yeah and have yet another thing that she’ll brag about? It’s not a good idea, Vee.”

The shorter girls cocks her head to the side when she realizes that he had been looking at Tandy the whole time. “Yeah, you don’t want her to join cause that would mean you would have to be around her more often and you and the big crush you have on her wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“I don’t have a crush on Tandy.” He deadpans and Evita laughs.

“Oh my god, yes you do.” She pushes and Tyrone starts to panic when he loses sight of the blonde girl. “See? Now you are about to lose it because you don’t know where she went. Ty, you’ve had a thing for her since the pre-k, you are always non stop talking about her, you complain about her constantly and you are always staring at her with the biggest heart eyes.” She pokes his chest and he spots her again, she managed to get the band to allow her to sing. That was a talent they both shared “Like now. You, Tyrone Johnson, have a thing for Tandy Bowen.”

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He is outside shoot hoops weeks later when he sees about five cop cars fly down the road, skidding to a stop in front of the Bowen’s household. He tucks his ball under this arm and walks a few steps to get a better look. What he sees makes him freeze. Mrs. Bowen was being wheeled out by EMTs, an oxygen mask on her face and Mr. Bowen is taken out moments later in handcuffed. Tyrone is yelling for his mom before he realizes it and she is already halfway down the road when she realizes what he is yelling about. Tandy is now being escorted out of the house by a police officer. She is visibly shaken and he notices that his mom is talking to an officer, gesturing towards Tandy. After a heated back and forth and a lash out from Tandy herself, Adina gets into the ambulance with Tandy and they are gone

Tyrone wants to know what happened, but then hears a low bark at his feet and notices that Rocky got loose during the drama. So he brings the dog into his house and attempts to wait for his mom to come home.

She does come home eventually with Tandy in tow, but Adina is quick to rush her to the guest room. Though Tyrone notices the splint on her arm and the butterfly bandages on under her eye. Tyrone notices Billy peeking out of his room two. The brother lock eyes for a moment before Billy tells him to go to bed.

He does listen to his brother, because he has no idea how to approach Tandy right now. Usually he could, with a smart ass remark and and a sly smirk, but with this? Tyrone didn’t know what to do. So he lays awake in bed, looking up at his ceiling and thinking of what he could say to Tandy until he hears a faint knock on his door. Tyrone rolls out of bed and cracks the door open to see Tandy standing in his hallway. She looked vulnerable, broken, confused unlike the Tandy that would argue with him about something as simple as sour patch kids verses sour gummy worms.

“Can I come in?” She whispers and Tyrone steps back and holds the door open as she steps in while Tyrone closes the door behind her. She is still for a moment as she eyes his room up and then she begins to walk around, looking at his trophies and ribbons. He sees a hint of a smile at the sight of a picture of four year old Tyrone. “Thanks for getting Rocky, I was scared he was lost.”

Tyrone keeps his distance, his voice soft. “Yeah no problem, Rocky is a cool dog, he can hang.”

“Yeah.” Her voice cracks. “He’s great.”

He isn’t sure how she was going to react when he stepped behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Tandy?” But instead of her shrugging him off or walking away, she spins around and wraps her arms tightly around his torso. Her head is against his chest and he can feel her body shake with tears. For a moment he is frozen, he was never good with people crying. Though something kicks him in the ass and he pulls her as tight as he can without hurting her as she cries. Tyrone had known Tandy his whole life, and never once had he’d seen her cry so he didn’t really expect this. “I am so stupid,” She mutters. “He has been doing this to my mom and getting away with it for years, painting her as the bad mother figure and I never, ever questioned it.” She pulls back for a moment as she takes a breath while Tyrone brushes a tear away from her cheek. “All this time, my mom had been taking this shit from him and I-” There is a pause. “I always thought she was the issue, until tonight. I got home from dance and the house was a mess, I thought we were robbed, or maybe someone broke in to hurt my dad.” Tandy can’t make eye contact. “Then I saw my dad, standing over my mom- and god, Ty, I couldn’t even recognize her face. Even his face, he didn’t have a mark on it, was so twisited with rage. I tried to stop it, and then he- He didn’t realize that it was me until it was too late.”

She’s looking up at him with a trace amount of guilt in her eyes. “Tandy, you know that what happened with your mom and dad, it’s not your fault.” Tyrone looks at the cuts under her eye and sighs. “Don’t go around blaming yourself.”

Tandy shakes her head. “No, Ty- I do have something to do with all of this. I should have realized what was going on, but I didn’t want to admit it. My dad, it wasn’t until I was sitting in the ER while the doctors patched up what he did was when I realized what a pitiful excuse for a man he was. I mean, who forgets their eight year old daughter in the pouring rain?” She sighs, settling her hands against his chest. “Can I- can I stay in here with you?”

He of course says yes and to be fair, they are both a little awkward as they lay in his bed until one of them, Tyrone can’t remember who, breaks the ice with a memory from childhood. They of course talk and laugh for the night, bringing past arguments that were had and teasing each other about who really won. Then her eyes settle on a black hoodie hanging off of his desk chair. “I remember that thing, you wore it almost every day when we were kids. Then one day, you left it at my house after an argument. I wasn’t going to give it back to you-” She stops herself. “Then I met Billy, put two and two together and realized it was your brothers.”

“That’s why my dad found it stuffed in our mailbox.” Tyrone says and Tandy nods.

“Was he you know, born like that? Your brother?”

Tyrone falls silent at her question and then clears shakes his head. “No, Billy was actually one of the best basketball players out there. I mean, he could do anything. He was- and still is my idol. Though, the reason why he is in that chair is because he was shot, the bullets damaged his spinal cord. The doctors told my parents that he was lucky to be alive and now look at him, he is out there getting his masters degree in education.”

Tandy turns on her side to face him. “What happened to the person who shot him?” She asks in a soft tone.

“It was a cop-” Tyrone explains. “Fuck, that asshole got off easy.” His teeth clench and he shakes his head. “My mom cried every night when the court case was going on, but she looks at Billy now and all I see is pride in her eyes. He’s amazing, you know?”

Tandy smiles sweetly. “Well, you are pretty amazing too, Tyrone Johnson.”

The next morning, they both wake up before his parents do so she could get back to the guest room without any questions. She hugs him again and thanks him for being there last night. As she goes back to the room, Tyrone catches Billy smirking at the whole scene. “Don’t worry, Ty-Ty, I won’t tell mom or dad.”

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After that night, their relationship changes from mortal enemies since age four to a playful argumentative friendship.

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She often meets him at his locker in the morning, they walk to class together, eat lunch together and there are some times when Tyrone will drape his arm over her shoulder when they are walking down the hall. Her eyes focused on his report as she points out errors before he hands it in. It’s strictly platonic though, or that’s just what they think.

Her father isn’t in the picture much anymore, once her mom is okay on her own, she throws all of Nathan’s things to the curb. Tandy is still beyond furious with her father, but she does promise to go to court to testify against him and Tyrone promises to go with her. They are sort of a packaged deal now, and Tandy sort of likes it that way.

Though now so, more and more, she is questioned on why they just don’t start dating already. Her mom and Mina are the biggest culprits with the pushing. “I always liked Tyrone.” Melissa says one night as Tandy is preparing dinner. “He’s sweet, has spirit.” She drones as she picks at her pasta. “And he’s easy on the eyes.”

“Mom!” Tandy hisses as Mina giggles.

Melissa shrugs. “Honey, he’s good and I know with everything that has happened this year, you are hesitant, but Tyrone is good.”

And her mom is right, he is good.

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It’s a muggy summer night, they are watching fireworks light up the sky on a old blanket that had been stashed in the back of Tyrone’s car. Someone was setting them off, so Tyrone and Tandy decided to take advantage of it. She’s watching him for a moment, noticing the way the his eyes brighten in a state of wonder when each one is set off. “Ty?” She asks, ever so gently. It was now or never, she thought and he turns to look at her. He thinks she’s prettier than the fireworks anyways. “Do you-” She takes a deep breath. “Do you like me? More than a friend?” She clarifies and Tyrone freezes. That’s it, she screwed this up, maybe everyone at school was wrong, maybe he didn’t like her that way and maybe she just ruined a friendship, maybe-

Her thoughts are interrupted. “Yeah, I uh, I do like you- more than a friend.”

She smiles, no she beams and she glows while Tyrone flushes. “Good, cause I do too.”

“So what do we do?” Tyrone asks her while Tandy raises a brow.

“Well, we let the kids at school and our families gloat, because apparently they’ve known the whole time. But before that, we should really consider sealing the deal.”

Tyrone dips his head, snickering. “Yeah, you would like that wouldn't you?” There is a glint in his eye and Tandy playfully roles hers.

“Hm, I always knew I would have to make the first move.” She hums as he cups her cheek, his fingers running through her hair. Tyrone, god how sweet he is to her, brushes his lips tentatively against hers and she smiles, pulling him back to her lips as he pulls away. After all of these years, she wasn’t going to let him off that easy.

[fixxofvixx]

TEACHING VIXX - CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

I would sincerely like to apologize in advance. I honestly tried to do smut but my virgin ass chickened out 😂

So please don’t laugh at me too much! The next chapter will skip to the morning after.

I wasn’t even going to go as far as I did but someone-who will remain nameless-

*cough* @burnt-enough-starlight *cough*

keeps sending me gifs of sexy Taekwoon…

Anyway…

I hope you enjoy the chapter nonetheless.

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It took a full hour to leave Taekwoon’s parent’s driveway. His mother kept alternating hugs between him and you. His father stayed back and calmly talked to Taekwoon. You couldn’t hear their conversation but they would look over at you every once in a while.

His mother was standing with you loading more food into the car ‘in case you get hungry’ as she had put it. She took your hands in hers and squeezed them.

“I hope you like my parent’s home. But, please come back and visit us. You will have to teach me some of your baking secrets! I’m so glad our Taekwoonie met someone so lovely. He needs someone like you. You’re caring and you keep him in line. I’m so glad you are part of the family now.”

“Thank you so much for letting me be a part of your family. I really am lucky to have met Taekwoon and that he has such sweet parents. I will definitely be back.” You gave her a hug and smiled.

“Hopefully, this belly will be a bit bigger when you come back!” She patted your tummy and laughed. A flush rose to your cheeks and you smiled. She snuck a peek at Taekwoon in close conversation with his father and then looked back to you. “Want me to tell you a secret?”

You giggled and nodded.

“Have you called him Leo, yet?” She whispered to you.

Confusion set into your face when she said that. What does that have to do with anything? You tried to think if you had called him Leo before. It had to have been when you first met them at the company.

“Not since we first met.”

“So before the mind connection? And he is your guardian, right?” You nodded at her questions, although you were still thoroughly confused. “Ah, good. You’ll enjoy this then. If he gets to be too much for you or messes with you too much, just call him by his stage name.”

“Why? What does that do?”

“You’ll see. Its nothing bad. Just some hybrids have certain….traits. Just don’t do it when he’s driving or something like that.” She patted you on your shoulder and moved to stand next to her husband. Taekwoon once again sat in the driver’s seat and you in the passenger’s.

You waved to his parents as he backed out of the driveway and set off down the road. Soon, the houses lined along the street gave way to dirt roads and trees. You were in the countryside now.

“So are you bringing me out into the woods to leave me for dead?” You looked over to Taekwoon, who smiled.

“No.” He waited a moment before continuing. “I’ll have my way with you first.”

You had to laugh. Today had been so much fun already that it seemed everything was humorous.

“My dad likes you.” That was all he said, like he needed to just put it out there.

“Is that what you both were talking about? I saw you look over at me a couple of times.”

“Yeah, he was wondering about our plans…for the next two days.”

Realization hit you that they had been talking about you sleeping with Taekwoon. Your face automatically heated up and you lowered your head into your hands.

“Oh my God, I can never go back there again. Your mom did the same thing. She said when I come back it would be great if I was pregnant.” You spoke through your hands, unable to look up.

“Do you want to be?” And…..there goes the final nail in the coffin.

“Taekwoon!”

He laughed at your predicament. You were slowly dying of embarrassment whereas he was having the time of his life.

“I’m just messing with you. Although, it is a lovely thought.” He said the last part wistfully, as if he was imagining it. You knew he adored children.

“I’m not saying I’m opposed to the idea. Just maybe a few more years down the road.” It would obviously be great to have little mini-Taekwoon’s running around.

“Yes, we can always discuss that later. My parents just love having babies around. That’s why they are like that. But they do love you. Its hard to break through my father’s wall but he already thinks highly of you. He said you were a lovely, intelligent young woman and if I did anything to screw this up, he would disown me.” He laughed and turned the car towards a small dirt road leading up to a steep hill.

“Well, I don’t think he has to worry about that. You’re stuck with me.” You crossed your arms over your chest to prove your point.

“Yeah…” He sighed. “I know. I guess I’ll just have to learn to live with it.”

Your mouth gaped open at his comment but he just laughed. Neither of you were being serious and it was fun to just be able to play around.

You were about to give a witty response but you caught something out of the corner of your eye. There, in the clearing and surrounded by trees, stood a beautiful traditional hanok. It was stunning to say the least. Your heart jumped in excitement.

“Oh, Taekwoon, its beautiful! I can’t believe we get to stay here! Does the whole thing belong to your family? How long have they had it? Were both of your grandparents hybrids, too? Wouldn’t it be wonderful to live out the rest of your days here?”

“Breathe, honey. One at a time, okay? Yes, my family owns the whole thing. I don’t know how long we’ve had it. Its always just been in the family. No one knows. Only my grandmother was a panther hybrid. My grandfather was human. And, finally, as long as its with you, I’ll live anywhere.” He laughed. He knew things like this excited you. History was your passion.

As soon as he stopped the car you grabbed your bag sitting at your feet and jumped out. You almost ran into the house before remembering all of the stuff in the back of the car. You turned back and opened the back door.

“Go ahead. I can get it. Go look around.”

“Its okay. We’ll get this in and we can look around together.” Taekwoon grabbed the food while you got the bags you had packed. You followed Taekwoon past the main door and into the common area in the center. You almost tripped a couple of times because you kept looking around you and not where your feet were going. On the far side of the common area, Taekwoon stopped in front of a large wooden door. You stepped around him to open the door since his hands were full.

“Go on. I’ve got this. You’ll like this room.”

You curiously stepped into the room and was greeted with a sparkling, modern kitchen. You gasped as you took in the stainless steel appliances and dark wooden countertops. You turned to Taekwoon, smiling, and he just laughed. He placed the containers of food on the counter before loading them into the fridge.

When everything was put away, Taekwoon took the bags from you and took your hand, lacing his fingers through yours. He pulled you back through the door of the kitchen and across the common area. Off to the left side stood another door, decorated with traditional ornaments. Your heart jumped when he opened that door. He approached the large bed in the center of the room and placed your bags on it. It was decorated simply. Just the bed, a couple of dressers, and a small table off to the side with floor mats. You hadn’t expected there to be a bed. Traditionally it would have been a floor pad and comforters but you assumed that everything had been updated, like they had done with the kitchen.

You completely ignored the bed and went around the room to explore. You located the bathroom via a small door at the far side of the room. The furniture looked antique and you wondered if it had been in his family for the whole time.

When you turned back around Taekwoon was sitting on the bed, just staring at you. You willed yourself not to run from him. The look he was goving you was dangerous, to say the least. His eyes weren’t glowing yet but they were bright. Your heart kicked into overdrive as you walked out of the room on the pretense of wanting to look around. You could faintly hear him chuckle. You knew what he was thinking. Hell, you were thinking it too but it was still daylight and you were a coward.

You walked to the other side of the common area and went out the side door. It led to an open yard with various wildflowers blooming everywhere. You started towards the flowers when you heard a growl. You stopped and looked behind you, thinking it was Taekwoon, but he wasn’t there. Turning back you caught a glimpse of ears and a tail. The growling increased in volume and you began to back up. As you did, a large black dog emerged from the brush and advanced towards you. Its ears were set back and its tail was down. Not good.

“Taekwoon.” A whisper was all you could manage but you were certain he could hear it. Almost instantly, Taekwoon burst out of the door and came to stand in front of you. The dogs ears perked up but it was still on the offensive. You instinctively grabbed onto Taekwoon’s shirt when the dog started barking.

“Go on! Get out of here!” The dog stopped barking and suddenly ran off. You peeked around Taekwoon and stared in awe. How the hell? You looked up at Taekwoon and noticed his eyes were red.

“It was just a little puppy.” He laughed as if to imply that there was never any danger.

“Says the panther! And that was more than a puppy! It was huge! And I don’t have the advantage that you do!” You released your hold on his shirt and walked back towards the house. His hand reached out and held your wrist, preventing you from going any further. You looked back at him and raised your eyebrows in question.

“Lets go for a walk.” He motioned towards the path where the dog had been previously and you hesitated.

“But, the dog.”

“He’s long gone. He wont come back if I’m around. Come on.” He tugged gently on your wrist and you finally followed. The sun was setting, sinking below the trees and it gave the area around you a romantic glow.

After about ten minutes of walking down the path, he stopped suddenly. Afraid that the dog had come back, you looked around frantically. You started to ask Taekwoon about it but he released your hand and placed both of his hands on your cheeks. You didn’t even have time to be surprised before his lips descended on yours. It was a slow, passionate kiss that sent a shiver of pleasure down your spine. His tongue explored yours desperately as if it was the last thing he would do on this earth. You had to grab his waist to keep from falling over. He pulled on your bottom lip and you involuntarily let out a moan. He smiled against your lips, pleased at his effect on you. You usually kept quiet when you and Taekwoon were together because 5 other hybrids with hyper-sensitive hearing were right next door. But now, it was only the two of you and it was invigorating. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, bringing you closer. You had to rise onto your tiptoes to be able to reach him fully. He adjusted his arm so that he was holding your weight against him and now your feet barely touched the ground. Sometimes you forgot how strong he was because he was a hybrid.

You had to pull away in favor of bringing oxygen into your lungs but you really didn’t want to. He placed a quick kiss on your forehead and laced his fingers through yours again.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all day.”

“Gee, I couldn’t tell.” You giggled at the glare he sent you.

“Smart ass. Don’t think you’re fooling me for a minute. You thought about it just as much as I did.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You became suddenly interested in finding the path back to the house, muttering to yourself about it getting dark. You walked quickly and didn’t stop until you reached the kitchen. You stood at the sink counter to wash your hands. You heard him come in behind you and you couldn’t help but feel excited. He came up behind you and trailed his finger down your arm.

“Hmm, I’m sure you don’t know what I’m talking about.” His lips grazed the shell of your ear and you shuddered. He gave out a satisfied sound, knowing he’d caught you. “But, don’t you remember that I’m basically a lie detector? I may not know exactly what you’re thinking but I do know when you’re thinking it. And I know when its because of me. I can raise your heartbeat.” He flicked his tongue out along your ear, and sure enough, your heart responded. You turned to face him, his eyes glowing.

“I’m at a disadvantage then. I can’t hear you’re heartbeat.” He raised your hand to his neck and placed it on the artery running under his jaw. His heartbeat was going just as crazy as yours, if not faster.

“Maybe not, but all you have to do is look at me and it beats like this. Who knows, maybe you’ll hear it one day.”

He crowded you against the counter and lowered his lips to your neck. Immediately finding your pulse and running his tongue over it. His hands were already under the hem of your shirt and splayed across your ribcage. His fingers grazed along your spine until they reached the clasp of your bra. His fingers hesitated for a moment, waiting for you to protest. Your only answer was to press yourself closer to him. He undid the hooks with ease and a jolt of excitement coursed through your body. Your breaths became short and your heartbeat was in your ears. He leaned back to look at you and smiled. You let out a squeak when he lowered his hands to your thighs and lifted you up against him. You automatically wrapped your legs around his waist and he carried you through the door. It didn’t take much for his long legs to reach the bedroom. The sun had fully set now and the entire room was dark. He didn’t take the time to worry about the lights, he went straight for the bed. He laid you down gently on the comforter and you sank into its plushiness. You giggled a bit at the feeling.

Taekwoon quickly joined you on the bed after ridding himself and you of the slippers on your feet. Much like you had done with the comforter, he sank into you. His head buried itself in the crook of your neck and his elbow held up most of his weight. One of his hands came up and threaded into your hair. He peppered kisses along your neck, occassionally sucking the skin into his mouth. Apparently the shirt you had on was getting in his way so he raised up on his knees and tugged the garment over your head. The abruptness of his movements coupled with the sudden semi-nakedness you were now in, you instinctively crossed your arms over your chest. Because he had unclasped your bra earlier, it had almost come off with the shirt but you grabbed it just in time. You were unable to keep contact with the sparkling green eyes that stared back at you. He leaned back down and gently took your wrists in his hands, pinning them on the bed.

“Why are you hiding?” His voice was like liquid honey and deeper than usual. Arousal pooled in your belly and your breath hitched. He leaned forward and slanted his lips over yours. His tongue battled with yours for a moment before traveling across your jaw. He placed nibbling kisses along your skin until he reached your ear. He tugged on the lobe with his teeth and then soothed it with his tongue. He moved to your shoulder, leaving no patch of skin untouched. His lips stopped at the top of your breast. He bit the skin gently and sucked on it, surely leaving a nice colorful mark. The action made you arch into his chest and he raised up to look at you. He kept his eyes on yours while he released your wrists to hook his fingers under the straps of your bra. Your cheeks flushed and you tried to swallow but your throat was too dry. He pulled the straps down slowly until the bra was completely off your body. He tossed it to the floor and it landed with a soft thud. Your heart was working overtime now that your upper body was completely bare to him and you were almost worried that it might stop working altogether. He must have heard it because he ran his hand up your torso and over the inside curve of your breast before he stopped right over where your heart lay. He chuckled a bit before sighing.

“You need to calm down, honey, or you’re going to have a heart attack.”

“I-I..” You had no idea how to explain how you felt. He leaned down so that all you could see was his face. His chest was against yours now and you no longer felt so exposed.

“What’s wrong? You can tell me, you know. Anything at all. We don’t have to do this. I can wait if thats what you want.”

“I’m just…I don’t…” You covered your face with your hands as reality set in. “I’m afraid…”

“Of what? Me? Sleeping with me?” His voice was low, as if he was afraid to hear the answer.

“No. I’m….afraid I’m going to do something wrong. I’ve never done any of this before. I want to. Believe me, I want to. But what if I do something stupid and you change your mind about me. Or if I screw up the mark. I have no idea what I’m doing.” You with your hands over your eyes, afraid that he would laugh at you.

He pulled your hands away from your face and held your head with his hands so you couldn’t look away.

“I want you to listen to me very well, (y/n). You could never do anything that would make me turn away from you. I know you are inexperienced at this and thats fine with me. I am beyond honored that you would give me this gift. It just means that you are only mine. Honestly, I would probably go crazy at the thought of you with someone else. If you want to do this, I promise you wont regret it. But if you don’t then we can do whatever else you want. The choice is entirely yours. I am yours forever. I love you. And I always will. No matter what you do or don’t do.”

You teared up at his words. Surely, you didn’t deserve him.

“I love you, too.”

He smiled and placed a kiss on your lips. You reached up to place your hand over his heart and felt it racing.

“We also don’t have to do the mark just yet. This time should just be about you, anyway.” He pecked your lips again and leaned back to look at you.

“But I want to. If you still want to, I want this to be my first and last time. I don’t want to be with anyone else.”

“It’ll be a bit painful.”

“Then doesn’t it make sense to do it all at once? Your first time is supposed to hurt, right?”

“Well, if I do my job right, then you’ll feel nothing but good.” He winked and you laughed.

“Arrogant little kitty.”

He growled and your heart skipped.

“I’m not little.” You giggled again but stopped when he growled again. Oh, how you loved that sound.

“That reminds me. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about your little kink.”

“My what?!”

“You like it when I growl at you.” You stared at him, horrified, when you realized that he must have heard you tell YoonJung when you left with her that day.

“I-I do n-not! I just think its n-neat!”

“Really? Hmm, I must have heard wrong.” You watched, fascinated as his eyes filled in slowly until they were just blood red and a low rumble started from his chest. Your cheeks flushed and your heart fluttered. His hand traveled down your stomach, painfully slow, and his fingers hooked into the waistband of your pants.

“Let’s see how wrong I am.”

[breezles]

Really lengthy life story thing under the cut..a lot of negativity and just a big fat idk what to do anymore. But I got a bunch of cleaning supplies to deep clean the house tomorrow because nobody touches it in cleaning but me!!!! 

You know I am really tired of living with the people I do now. My mom, my dad, my brother(is okay in some ways lazy fuck in others) and my moms boyfriend. It’s a horrific combination because of so many different reasons. 

One being my Dad ALWAYS having something to say, muttering asshole things under his breath about everyone. Has anger issues, flips the fuck out if shit doesnt go his way, complains on everything that is or isnt. Yells all the time if he’s not stoned. Gives me emotional whiplash, and never was a “Dad” or “Father figure” in my life. Not contributing to household things, like the list can go on and on honestly. He’s an angry asshole all the time. A good example for the sake of this; “Did you put the clothes in the dryer yet?” and I respond “Not yet but I will” and it only being an hour since. “They’re going to smell like mildew now” or “Did you feed your cats yet?” and if I answer no because I have a specific time I feed them every day that he is clearly aware of, he goes “They’re starving, they’re meowing at the door, why do you even have them?? You dont even care.” He thinks they need food every time they meow and thats why they’ve gained weight after the fifty fucking times I tell him to leave the feeding to me so I can monitor how much and when they eat. (Not 5min later he literally asks me to go put the clothes in the dryer) He also comments about how shitty it is here, and how he wants to leave. Kudos bro go for it. (Also while typing this is when the laundry shit happened, and it’s been about 10min and he finally got up to do it himself because I wasn’t moving fast enough) Also aggressive and patronizing, only talks a certain way to me, and like a normal person to my brother or moms bf. 

Moms bf; Constantly stomping through the house huffing and grunting like a wounded animal, slamming doors or cabinets, making inhuman noises that sound gross and disturbing, because he has no sense that other people live here that don’t have doors or a room to sleep in. Has no consideration at all.. Constantly calls off work at least once a week because he doesn’t want to get up. I wonder how he’s not fired yet. He’s admitted that he has nothing to look forward to anymore, when he gets home from work so he sleeps for days on end, getting more and more lazy. Has anger issues also if Mom tries to get him up for work. Has thrown things before, not at anyone but in general. Also doesn’t do any household chores like cleaning, unless on the very rare occasion dog shit outside. (Same with dad on this) 

Mom; I love her, she has a lot of health issues to deal with that I have tried time and time again to help her with but she sleeps so so SO much that it’s pretty much negatively effecting her health when she should be more focused on maintaining her condition. Never calls to make appointments, avoids it, runs out of her medication then freaks out when she can’t get it because she has to make a follow up appointment for the doctor to represcribe it. She also has whiplash anger, always complains about something being eaten that she goes to eat, which over time has pretty much made me not eat anything in the house except for an occasional sandwich or quesadilla so I’m not to blame for it. (Sounds shitty doesnt it) Doesn’t clean anymore except when she feels like it, can’t remember the last time she made dinner. Hoards up in her room taking pain medication(thats not the prescribed ones) for her Neuralgia. I feel like her mental structure is also declining because she forgets a lot or gets confused easily. Suffers from, diabetes, no thyroid, high blood pressure, possible past stroke, and congestive heart failure and gum disease. Takes medication for all of it, but diet and activity are counter active. Someone with CHF won’t live very long unless they take good care of it Even then the life expectancy is less than 5 years. It keeps me up at night, and often cry because I have to prepare for Moms death at any point from here on. 

Brother; He’s not really here a lot of the time, in a sense he’s sort of lucky he has friends and a social life to get out of the house until he comes home to sleep for work at 12-3am at night. When he is home he doesn’t do anything but sit on his phone and bitch if I ask him to help me clean anything or need something. Forgets to pick me up from work all the time, forgets a lot if it doesn’t involve his friends or his car. Doesn’t do his own laundry and hasn’t cleaned his own room in over a year. Hasn’t washed dishes or taken the trash out or anything home/chore related in months to a year.  Thinks that his share of rent and utilities is all the help he needs to do. (which I am greateful for him helping me help the house financially because his job is a good one). I often tell him from the bottom of my heart everything that I think about, tell him about Mom, tell him it’ll only be me and him down the road for each other. In hopes it sombers him if only a little. I just wish he’d improve as a person in some places. 

Myself: I don’t do much myself, except for working as much as I can. Each night I get home I do a routine of taking care of the animals because Moms bf has stopped feeding the fish he said “were his” even though I maintain and keep the tank clean and running. Dad feeds the dogs, but I bathe them and walk them, brush them etc. Same with the rest of the pets. After they’re taken care of I clean the kitchen if its gross from everyone being in and out of it all day. Take the trash out because it gets piled and everyone thinks “Fuck it” After that I do laundry if needed, and then hop on my computer to do my usual browsing. I’ve started looking for a 2nd job because I can’t afford anything except the bare basics and it leaves me broke 20days out of a month. I’ve also figured out a financial plan to keep the bills paid and rent on time because Mom got us 1000 behind on rent and our utilities would get shut off now and again. We’ve been fine for 3months straight on everything now and have caught up and everyone now pays equal amounts for everything. (Now if I could only get everyone equally sharing housework,  but i’ve barked up that tree before)

In a few hours I plan to deep clean the entire house because it smells like body odor, dog and dirt and dog hair has accumulated since the weather is changing doggos are shedding so it’s a given. I also can’t remember the last time the house was thoroughly cleaned, and not just a tidy and wipe down so it’s due and I know nobody will want to help and think what I’m doing is stupid. But i’m just tired, im tired of feeling like im taking care of child adults, of living in so much negativity I want nothing more then place myself in my own home/apartment/studio whatever I can. I want to take care of myself and my cats. I want to be a functioning person not fighting depression. Everything has built up and piled and piled and I feel so worn down and defeated because I feel like I’m the only one who gives a shit and is trying to maintain some sense, but at the same time I just want to fucking quit. 

I’m afraid that if I leave, if ever, everything here will fall apart. Dogs won’t be cared for, the house will fall into further disseray, Mom won’t be properly cared for and die quicker than she is already. But I keep telling myself you can’t help those who wont help themselves, or dont want it. Just think about myself I say, get out of here build your own life in comfort and security and peace of mind. 

I financially cannot get anywhere in life, I’ve had to teach myself to be an adult from the age of 16 to be responsible, but no one ever taught me financial health. Or security or w/e. I dont know what I’m doing wrong, I dont know where to even begin, I dont know how to get out of here on my own anymore. I’m scared I’ll be stuck in this sickening environment. I dont know who to turn to, where to get to that takes my cats. Even if I found them homes, or placed them in foster care, I still can’t afford to live anywhere on my own because of my own bills. 

what the fuck all of this circulates in my head. I dont know what to do anymore or where to go or what to fucking research I just want help, but im scared I wont know how to take any help, because I’ve engrained in my fucking head that I need to do anything I can to earn the right for someones help that I cant have it unless I’ve earned it. 

I just want to cry, I dont know what to do..I just dont know anymore. I’ve lost touch with my sense of self, I don’t see friends anymore, the only people I see outside of home are the people I work with, I have no life except the one I keep for my pets here. Thats it. 

[kaertrolde]

i put this under  a read more bc its super long and i went on a total rant on something i didnt really mean to. but my whole topic is pets arnt disposable, so if you dont care just keep going. i mean you dont gotta read it at all, it was mostly just me venting to try and help me feel better. but in the end a pill seems a better more realistic choice.

i seriously just cant seem to win with my dad. everything right now is about the cats. HE SAID YES TO TAKING THEM!!! bc he wanted to put them outside when we lived in the country and i preferred them being inside bc its safer and ive lost way  to many cats out there. and also he would put them out when he left for work at like 4:30 am and then they would cry and cry at my window until i let them in. i found one of them cowering in a bush once and the other was next door where they have a big pit bull(this isnt a slam on the breed, i love pit bulls in general and i genuinely believe its all on how they are raised and socialized, just like any dog) who wasnt very friendly. and i said i didnt think we should take them bc i didnt want or feel comfortable getting attached to an animal and then just to force them outside where literally anything could happen to them. and my dad knew i would get attached, i always do. and now the liter box is his issue. it s “reeks” he always says and yeah sometimes it smells but that word i hate it. its just like he (and everyone else) “you gotta find a new place to put that stupid box” but then they dont offer any solutions. so its in my bathroom which is the front bathroom and my dads like no body will want to use that bathroom with that smelly shit box in there and im like okay well they know we have inside cats so they gotta have a place to shit. and i have a dog crate in the door way so my stupid dog doesnt go in there and look for brownies to eat. i hate how older generations just think of pets as disposable. we went from 2 pets to 4. from 0 inside or outside cats to 2. and he was just like we gotta get rid of them. and he still says we gotta get rid of stella all these years later. and its like no you cant just get an animal in the moment and then when they dont act how you expect them too or they dont serve the purpose you wanted them too, you cant just chuck them out like trash. im on the edge all the time bc of it and i dont know what to do tbh. ive been trying to find better literboxs and solutions but idk. i just gotta put it in my room and deal with it. and its just like he says do this do that and when i ask how or any other question he just says figure it out. 

and dont get me started on my moms new dog. he fucking treats that turd muncher like a freaking princess. my mom is gone from home about 9 hours a day. which is a lot i know but also she is a dog and they get used to things and when shes out she gets alot of attention and a lot of play time. shes not mistreated whatsoever. but i gotta walk the half mile everyday to let her out bc how would you like to be trapped all that time. again, shes a dog. they sleep for like 18 hours a day. shes got toys and bones and a big crate and a nice bed in there. shes got a yard to run around in when my mom gets home. its just so freaking stupid that . 

i love dogs and animals in general, just sometimes people gotta realize they have their own personalities and while some cats may hunt mice and gophers all day long some might not. while some dogs are super friendly around people and other dogs, some arnt friendly to other animals but love people. a lot of it is training and exposure but some are just predisposition to be a certain way. stella was very crazy until like maybe two years ago when she started to calm down. but through all the barking and jumping and otherwise crazy behavior i stuck with it with her, shes such a smart dog and picks up things so quickly, she loves walks and tennis balls and always lets me hug and snuggle on her. but my dad wont let me bring her inside. part of me is like i understand she sheds a lot. shes dirty bc we dont have grass in the yard, shes not fixed, and shes kind of small animal reactive. but i know she can be a good dog, and once i get a job and have my own money i am going to take her to the vet so she can get shots and get fixed bc she deserves it. 

the only animal i ever asked my dad for was my current small dog, we adopted her about a month after my old dog passed. and i just couldnt handle not having a small dog, roxy 1 slept with me almost every night for onwards of 9 years. she ended up getting an inoperable tumor right on her soft pallet that made her have nosebleeds and started loosing her eyesight on one side and could barely eat. and the last few days i sat with her and helped her eat soft food and tried to stop her nose when it started bleeding and i knew it was time to let her go but my dad just went and took her and i didnt really ever get a chance to properly say goodbye to her. i know it was the best thing for her and i know it would have wrecked me to know it was coming but i still would have liked to been able to say goodbye. 

when we got stella hes like oh craigs dog had some puppys come on if there is a black and white female we are gunna take her. so that was his choice. i was a teen i didnt choose her. i got to pick the puppy and all that but in the end it was his choice that i never asked for.

the same with the cats, my moms friend couldnt keep them after having them for 7 years and my moms like do you want them and i said of course i do but if they gotta be outside all the time i dont think its a good idea so i would rather not put them in danger if someone else could keep them safe inside. and then she went and asked my dad and hes like yeah we need outside cats. so again that was his choice. 

and when he says that we gotta get rid of them or do something with them it just breaks my heart bc i love them all so much that ive been sitting here crying while i type this bc i miss roxy 1 but at the end of the day i know she had a good life that she got to live entirely with us, not getting rehomed or sitting in a shelter or dropped off on a corner. and i dont think i could emotionally handle having to get rid of any of them. 

im sorry this rant is so long, sometimes i think tumblr is the only place i can really vent like this and not really feel guilty about it. im fine and im going to stand my ground and not let him get rid of them. 

my entire point of this was that pets are not disposable.