#not only tht but they chose the smalled room

[vampyrluver]

Cried for the first time at work, mean customers

[joelsreligion]

Don't Tell (part 3)┊ dbf!Joel x Reader

(a/n) I started this story without much of a plot in mind but I think I figured one out that I'd like to write out so !!! excited for tht. My tiktok is also nothing but Pedro and other dilfs and there was a comment on a Peña edit that said 'omg the way he turns' AND I FELT THAT IN THE DEEPEST CORE OF MY HEART because the GRIP this man has on me is nuts. But yeah, maybe expect someee more plot in the next part :) I need to figure it out

(Summary) (10k) Joel tells you he wants to take some time to think about what happened and you're upset :( Your dad, Sarah, you n Joel finally go to the lake house and arrive there on a CRISP Friday afternoon and everyones exhaustedd. You and Joel go out for groceries cause you're bored and there's no food.

(Warnings) exhibitionism, f masturbation and fingering, kind of oral f receiving, m teasing, dirty talk, spit :D (dirty Joel Miller drives me crazy idk), m fingering f, mention of pills/painkillers, and anything else I forget to mention

The early summer sun flooded your room at 7 in the morning on an early Friday. The shine of the rays woke you up early following your light 5 hour sleep. After what happened with Joel, you felt light on your feet and your body was too fired up to rest. 

Might as well get up; Should start packing. 

You got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. You completed your hygiene rituals and then grabbed everything you needed to put in a little plastic pouch. You walked back out into the bedroom and headed for your closet. You grabbed some shirts and shorts and walked over to your bed to put everything down. You made your way over to your dresser and opened the middle drawer. You stared at your pile of bras and underwear and felt a heat rise up your neck. You weren’t sure what would happen (if anything would happen) at the lake house with Joel, but you wanted to look good. You wanted to look good for him and wear something that would make him feel crazy. Maybe it wasn’t the safest thing to spend time with him in that way when you could easily get caught, but you also knew you couldn’t help yourself. It didn’t take much to convince you to give in. 

Yeah no, looks like I’m trying too hard. You folded over a lace thong. 

No.. not those. You pushed aside some worn out, olive green, boy shorts. 

Ok, this is fine. You held onto a pair of navy cloth in your fingers. The sides that wrapped around your hips were thinner than the rest of the piece and they had white stitching all around it. It wasn’t too much and it wasn’t too tacky. It was just good enough that it didn’t seem like you picked it out intentionally or anything, but very clearly you did. You rummaged around for a couple more pairs and closed your drawer only to open the one below that. You looked through your attempted efforts to fold your bikinis and chose a top and bottom piece that matched. You couldn’t help yourself but to pick things out with him in mind; What he’d like best, what his favorite colors were, did he like you better in jeans or shorts. It was barely a week since you saw him for the first time but you were completely infatuated with him. Everything you knew about him and the things you had yet to learn made your heart fuzzy and you couldn’t help but smile. 

Your mind went over to the way his lips felt on your stomach. His musky, wood and leather scent that followed him. The softness of his voice. How he looked at you when you told him to keep going. 

The blush itched at your neck and you squeezed your eyes shut trying to dismiss the memories. 

I don’t have time. Not right now. 

You needed to get your things together and pack for your dad. You closed your drawer containing all your swimwear and spent the next 15 minutes grabbing any other small things you might need. Your hairbrush, lotion, shampoo, charger, things like that. You packed everything in your old duffel bag and made your way to your dads room with your bag in hand. 

Packing for him was a lot easier. He was very simple. A couple plain tees, a pair of jeans, some shorts, and you didn’t contemplate what you grabbed, you just grabbed it. It was quick. You folded everything into one of his used travel bags and walked downstairs with one in each hand. Just as you put them down by the door, you saw Joel’s truck pull into the driveway. You unlocked the door so they’d be able to come in and made your way to the kitchen so you could make something to eat. You pulled out some pre-cut fruit and started to work on the batter for your waffles when you heard a knock. 

“It’s open” you yelled from behind the kitchen island. 

The front door opened, letting the warm and fresh air fill the room. You looked up at the door and saw your dad smile at you. 

“There she is. How’s my girl?” He stepped in slowly and put two fingers up to his temple and rubbed. He cautiously made his way to a chair across the island from you and sat down. You chuckled lightly. 

“A lot better than you, looks like it” 

“Ha ha. Oou, no..” he squinted his eyes a little harder. His face scrunched together and he took in a breath to try and relieve some pain “..can’t do that right now. Head’s killin’ me.” 

“Oh here,” you stopped making your breakfast and looked around for the bottle of painkillers Joel brought over last night “..I think we have some ibuprofen.. or, uh..” 

Where the hell’s the damn bottle.

Your dad didn’t look up. His eyes were still squinted shut and one hand was supporting his chin while the other kept massaging his temple. You looked all around the counter and your face flushed with embarrassment. You got a little aimless and moved the hair out of your face to try and gain some composure. You went into a silent, erratic panic when you tried looking for the thing Joel gave you. 

“..here. Found it. Aspirin.” You tried to level your breath. You followed the directions on the cap and twisted it off. You tapped the bottle into your hand until a single pill tumbled down and you put it on the counter in front of your dad. He opened his eyes and put the pill between the pads of his thumb and index finger. 

“I’ll get you some water.” You turned around and made your way to the cupboard for a plastic cup. You walked towards the fridge and pushed the rim of the cup towards the sensor. 

“Hey where’d you find these?” 

Shit.

“What?” You called out from the fridge. You didn’t fully turn around, but you twisted your head a bit to make it seem like you really didn’t hear him. Your hand trembled a little and you moved your body to try and cover it up from your dad. 

He doesn’t knowwww it was Joel’s. It’s fine. He wouldn’t ever think that. Just.. breathe and..breathe. Just breathe. Holy shit. It’s fine. 

“I thought we didn’t have any more. Put it on the uh, the shoppin’ list but I forgot to-”

“To take the list with you?” You finished his sentence and pulled your cup away from the sensor. Your heart settled and the heat in your cheeks diminished into your surroundings. You turned around to walk over to him and place the cup down in front of him. 

“Yeah..I, I forgot to take the list with me” 

You gave him a soft smile and responded to his defeat. 

“It’s fine. I found an extra bottle in the uh..” you swallowed “..the living room.” You tried to sound as unshaken as you could. You paid attention to everything. The pitch of your voice, your breathing, you made sure not to tap your fingers on the counter or swallow too much; all tells that you were lying. 

Your dad gave you a little nod and put the pill on his tongue. He brought the cup to his lips and you watched him drink it down while you suddenly remembered you were cooking. You walked over to the stove and heard another knock on the already open door. 

“Mornin’” Joel called from the doorway “.. can we come in?” 

“Yeah, hey! Come in” You called from the kitchen. You gave him a sheepish smile and a look that lingered for a second too long. Thankfully your dad didn’t notice, his eyes were closed right after he took the pill. Joel returned the look and glanced at the counter where he was standing a couple hours ago. He looked at how it was now occupied by a bowl of mango and a bowl of batter.

So domestic. He thought 

Sarah followed in behind her dad and walked over to where your dad was sitting. She greeted you and began a conversation while you cooked some extra waffles for your guests before heading out. 

“Wait so, we’re all going in one car then?” You grabbed a piece of mango and raised it to your mouth as you asked the question. 

“Not unless you want your dad to drive like that '' Sarah reveled from in front of you. Your dad groaned. He usually would’ve had a more engaging comeback but he didn’t have it in him now. 

“Mmm. Yeah, fair. Ok just, here help yourselves..” You put a plate with waffles in front of your dad and Sarah “..and I’ll be back in a minute. Imma throw the bags into the truck”

You ignored Joels stare on you as you spoke. You headed for the door and picked up the two bags on the way out, you could feel his eyes on you. He took in slow steady breaths and kept an unfazed expression as he watched you walk away, then he turned back to Sarah.

“I’ll be back kid, ‘mma help her put the things in the car.” He gave her an unassuming smile and she barely heard what he said. She was too busy chewing on the food in front of her. Joel walked out of the house and down the driveway until he reached the trunk of his car where you were just about to throw in the first bag. 

“Hey.” He said something first. You hadn’t noticed him as he walked up to you but you definitely noticed him now.

“Hey” you responded softly. You gave him a smile and noticed that he was wearing the same gray shirt he had worn the night before.

“You’re wearin’ clothes this time.” He looked at your jeans and gave you a small crooked grin when he tilted his head to the side.

You let out a breath with a smile. 

“I was wearing clothes last time you saw me, too.”

“Barely.”

Your cheeks flushed lightly and you stopped moving to fully turn your body to face him. Your right hand came up to your face and you put the free piece of hair behind your ear. You looked at him and the way he was standing. He was leaning his shoulder on the truck and his hands were crossed over his chest. His right foot crossed over his left and his face was covered with delicate but prominent features. 

“You’re complaining that I was wearing clothes?” Your smile made him grin “I would’ve thought my clothes were annoying you.”

You looked at him. Intimately. His eyes were dark and flirty. You knew Joel enjoyed playful banter but this was the first time you’d returned it on a different level. You felt you had a whole different area to play into and you knew he’d play into it just as well.

“I think you were annoyed you were wearin’ any..” his face was still “..I worked my way around it jus’ fine.” His smirk was devilish and you couldn’t ignore the pit in your stomach that was growing larger every second he looked at you. 

“Just fine?” Your eyebrow raised as you spoke and your smile never left your face. He was pushing you. You liked it but you didn’t want to give in so you pushed back.

“Jus’ fine. ” He didn’t give in. His words were short and still but they were also the opposite. They were warm and sweet and they let you know everything you needed to know about what he was thinking. His subtle Texas accent made your heart flood with lust and you stared at him, taking in every bit that you could. 

In a couple seconds his expression changed and he wasn’t leaning on the truck anymore. He also wasn’t smiling. His hands came down to his hips and he stared at the floor with a weighted look. 

“Look, I- I liked what happened last night ok but..you need to give me some time to think about it.” He didn’t look at you but you looked at him. Even though his face was angled towards the floor, you saw how his eyebrows furrowed and the disillusioned look he held. 

“Think about..what..? Where’s this coming from.” It wasn’t a question, you were demanding something. The tightness in the air completely changed and now you were the one with your hands crossed over your chest. 

“Everythin’. It was very sudden n, it wasn’- I’m not sayin’ I didn’t enjoy it because I did, but I-”

“Yeah you said that, so what’s there to think about.” Your words were edged. You were impatient.

Joels head came up and his eyes met yours

He’s giving me that fucking look again.

It wasn’t a good look. He gave it to you last night. It was the look you hated and the one that made you feel like a helpless little girl when you very much weren’t.

Pity.

“Baby, you’re my-”

“Yeah your best friends daughter, your daughters best friend, you said that yesterday. What’s there to think about? Why can’t-” 

Your voice was raising but you had no idea and Joel cut you off.

“You need to keep your voice down.” It was barely above a whisper; like somehow it would cancel out your volume.

“What?”

“You’re screamin’ n they-”

“I’m not screaming. You’re being dramatic.” Your words were rough.

“Right well the doors open n your dad n my daughter are in there so keep your voice down.”

The reminder that your dad and Sarah could easily overhear your conversation grounded you, quickly. You were a little hurt. You were confused. 

He said he wanted it to happen again but he’s making up some excuse to stop it from happening? What the hell, Joel. Jesus christ. 

You think you were quiet for a little too long and it gave Joel the opportunity to say something else.

“Look, nevermind alrigh’? Jus’ forget I said anythin’. If you can go in the house with a smile, that’d be great so they don’ think anythin’s wrong ok baby? We can-”

“Hey are we good to go?” Sarah called from the door. You looked up and felt a little startled. Joel also looked at Sarah. It took a split second for you to process everything but then you forced a smile on your face as quickly as you could.

“Yeah we’re done. We’re good.” You spoke as if nothing had happened. 

“K. I’ll let your dad know.” Sarah spoke to you. She turned around from the door and made her way back into the kitchen. 

Joels head turned back to your direction but you kept staring at the door trying to avoid his looks. You swallowed back the damage and pulled yourself together. 

He’s not gonna see me upset. He’s not gonna do that to me.

You calmed yourself down the quickest you’ve ever done and turned back to look at Joel. You met his stare and gave him a simple smile that you hoped would mask every other emotion you were feeling. 

“‘Go in the house with a smile?’ Really?” You looked at him with a trace of treason, like you couldn’t believe he had said that to you. Your words were low and emotionless. You wanted this to be over. “We’re done..right? The uhm- the conversations..done?” 

Keep it together. It’s fine. Keep it together.

Joel saw right past your feeble attempt at pretending to be ok. His head tipped to the side, his eyebrows raised a little, and that look that you despised was back. His mouth was tight and he didn’t say a word.

K. There’s my answer.

“We should go..before it gets any later.” You walked past Joel, around the truck and made your way back inside with a smile that you hoped was a lot better than the one you gave Joel. 

You helped them quickly clean up while Joel started the car and before you knew it, everyone was taking their designated spots in his truck. Your dad sat next to Joel in the passenger seat and reclined it as far as he was able to. Sarah sat behind your dad with her legs crossed on the seat and that left you to sit behind Joel, with an agonized attitude. 

About an hour had passed and you hadn’t said much, you didn’t feel like saying much. Some country station was filling up the muted silence in the air and the smell of grass was infiltrating the truck from outside. The sun was hot and you stared out of the window while the wind wrestled with your hair. Joel was driving down a two way street and when you peeked out the front, you saw no end to the road. You leaned back into your seat and closed your eyes but the silence between everyone was irking you. You weren’t really bothered because it was quiet, you were bothered because Joel had hurt you and you wanted to externalize your anger. You looked at Sarah’s head bounce against the window while she slept and you saw your dads sweater draped over his face, trying to cover all the light. You couldn’t do anything but think. 

Maybe I made it a big deal and it wasn’t that big of a deal. Maybe.. it is reasonable that he’d want to think about it? But it doesn’t make sense. Why would he tell me he enjoyed it, say those things to me, but then shut it down right after. And why- no, the flirting is what doesn’t make sense. He was flirting. And then he just brings up his doubts out of the blue? Makes no fucking sense. If anything, I’m the one who should tell him I need to think about it. Yeah. Mixed signals and shit. He should be the one stressing out right now, not me. I could accidentally say something or- ohymgod. Stop, holy- shit stop. Maybe this is why he wanted to think about it. Does he think I can’t handle it? Does he think I can’t think straight? No. Bullshit. I can think straight, he’s the one making this weird. I can handle this. Whatever, I don’t know. Maybe..maybe he’s just- god. I don’t even know. Think about what Joel, what's there to think about. 

From the time you had that conversation with Joel in your driveway to now, your feelings have developed. You weren’t at the stage of hurt and embarrassment anymore, now you felt angry, annoyed, betrayed. Truly you didn’t understand why he wanted to think about it so much or what he was even thinking of. If he was weighing out pros and cons, you could do the same. If he was trying to figure out if you were worth the sneaking around, you could do the same. You had just as much to lose as he did but you didn’t feel like that was enough to keep you away from something that felt right. You enjoyed him. All of him. You’d began to view Joel differently. Not just physically, but character wise. You noticed how kind, compassionate, and considerate he was. You noticed how he washed his dishes when he was a guest in someone’s home. How he got politely upset when someone tried to pay a bill before he could. How he was more than willing to drive Sarah a couple hours to a different town just for a soccer game. He took care of the people he loved and he wanted to always make sure they felt cared for and respected. 

Your heart began to soften. Your mind thought back to all the different memories you had of Joel. You gained a completely new perspective of them and started to slightly understand what he might mean by ‘I need to think about this.’ Yeah you had things to lose if shit went south, but he had more at stake. You and your dad were the only family that Joel had here. Tommy came and went but he never stuck around long enough and your dad was as much a brother to Joel than Tommy was. Not only that, but his daughter would lose her bestfriend. She wouldn’t have you to confide in. She also wouldn’t feel the same about her dad.

Shit. He’s risking a lot. 

You began to feel selfish. You didn’t think this was as serious as you did now. Now you understood. You truly felt like a little girl now that you thought back to how you reacted. 

I was so fucking selfish. Ohmygod. Jesus christ Joel, I'm sorry. My god, I'm so sorry. 

You really did start to feel embarrassed. You usually were good at analyzing situations even when your own emotions came into play but maybe this time it was different. Maybe this time you honestly had no clue what you were doing and you needed to think things through very carefully, run through every option and come up with a plan. 

You started to doze off to the sounds of the radio and the wind rushing by. The warm air stroked your hair and calmed your thoughts while the two way road bled into a little secluded town in the middle of nowhere. There was a gas station that Joel was headed towards. Everyone was asleep, you were dozing off. He pulled up to the side of the road to drive into the lot and he accidentally ran over the curb. Sarah’s head hit the window a little too hard and the swaying of the truck woke you and your dad up. 

“Oh..sorry ‘bout that.” Joel said flatly from behind the wheel, but he didn’t look over at anyone, nor did he look sorry about it. It probably woke him up as much as it did you. 

He pulled up to a pump with a worn down, peeled off number on it and turned off the car. Your dad grunted as he sat up and said something about looking for a bathroom. Sarah asked around if anyone wanted any snacks before she went into the store and bought some things for the rest of the ride. It was just you and Joel left in the truck.

Joel was inserting his credit card into the little slot below the screen and pressed some buttons. The loud beeping sounds responded after every push Joel gave them. You watched him. You felt sorry for the way you reacted and wanted to say something. You felt like a dog walking back to its owner with its tail between its legs. His shoulders were pulling at the fabric of his shirt and the hair falling on his neck curled up and swayed with the wind for a while. Your window was down and he was close to you, the gusts of wind flowed in your direction and you could smell his cologne from where you were. The sun touched his exposed skin and you looked at how lively his skin received the warmth. You felt uneasy when you tried to speak up, you weren’t used to apologizing first in arguments but with him it felt different, it felt like the mature thing to do. 

You unbuckled your seatbelt and scooted up towards your window. You placed your arms flatly along the slit where the glass was supposed to be and rested your head on your arms. His back was to you and you tried to soften the atmosphere with a smile. 

“Hey.” This time you spoke first. He turned his head and looked at your smile. You saw his face pull up into a small grin just before he turned his attention back onto the screen. 

“Hey.” He grabbed the gas pump and put it into the car. His body was now facing your direction and he was staring at you, waiting for you to say something else. Your eyes sparkled and you couldn’t help but admire him even though you were still a little hurt. He was beautiful and looking at him made you feel anxious with ease. It was weird that he had this effect on you, he relaxed your body into a steady state but also kindled you and made you feen for his attention.   

“Uh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about what you said and I just..sorta, attacked you.” 

“Sorta?” His voice was deep and the smoothness of it tickled your heart for a moment. Hearing him speak always did that to you. His grin became a smile and you could tell in that moment he fully forgave you. Truthfully, he wasn’t even expecting an apology. He wasn’t ever upset at you, he understood why you reacted the way you did, but he let you apologize anyway. He had a feeling the words were more for you than they were for him. 

“Ok relax. I don’t apologize alright I’m just- I’m trying to be mature about this whole thing. I overreacted a little and I wasn’t thinking about Sarah and my dad and all of that. I’m sorry.” 

Joel’s hand gripped the pump and shook it to get the last drops of gas out of it. He put it right back in its place and opened your car door. You adjusted yourself and sat with your feet dangling outside and your hands resting on your lap. Joel’s arms were stretched out on either side of him. One hand was holding the door open and the other hand was holding onto the frame of the car.  

“This is your first time apologizing for…anything?” He was overlooking the apology. 

This is hard for me as it is man just..pay attention. 

“Mm no..I’ve apologized for other things but I never..I’m- I don’t do..this.” You were squirming. You felt uncomfortable and you could see he was enjoying it. His smile turned into a smirk and he blinked as he watched you get the words out. 

“So you’re sayin’ I’m your first?” 

You blushed. 

Jesus christ. Asshole. 

Now you were embarrassed. 

How is he thinking about that right now. I’m swallowing my pride and getting made fun of. 

“Joel. Please. I’m serious.” You giggled between words and tried to laugh the embarrassment away. 

“Nah I know baby I’m jus’ messin’ with you. I’m sorry too. I shouldn’ have jus’ sprung that on you..” You looked down into your lap and played with your fingers while he kept talking “..we can talk about it if you’d like.” 

You looked up into his gaze and gave him a soft look. 

“Yeah. Yeah I think that’s a good idea.” 

You felt more relaxed. Your mind wasn’t drawing up wrong conclusions and you were able to feel settled. 

“Good.” There was a pause after he said that. Joel looked at the door where your dad and Sarah were supposed to be coming out of but there was no sign of them anywhere. You followed his movements and looked at the doors. Nothing. You both looked at eachother and he gave you a sincere look then started to speak again. “How’s the trip so far?”

You relaxed into the seat and responded with a beam.

“Oh, so interesting. So far I’ve seen the back of your neck, your wrist, a rabbit in a field somewhere, and the gas station of a town in the middle of nowhere.” Your satirical comments made Joel drop his head with a breath and you saw him suppress a laugh. He straightened his lips into a kind smile and looked back up at you. 

“You think sarcasm’s funny?” 

“You thought it was funny.” 

“No I didn’t.” 

“But you laughed.”

“No I didn’t.” 

“But I just saw you laugh.”

“Yeahhhh, but I didn’t laugh.” 

Your brows furrowed and you gave him a false frown. 

“You’re a buzz kill y’know.” Your words were meant to come out a lot more serious but you couldn’t help but grin when you spoke. 

“That’s funny cause I think I'm a pretty fun guy.” 

“So you’re self-centered is what you’re saying.” 

Joel smiled. He liked banter with you. You made it easy and he liked that you weren’t intimidated by it.

“I just know I’m funny. Tha’s all I’m sayin’.” 

“Mhmm.” Your conversation ended there. You heard the distant ring of a bell when the door from the gas station store opened and you saw your dad and Sarah walking back into the truck. Joel motioned for you to sit back properly in your seat and he closed the door. He got into the drivers seat just as your dad and Sarah made their way into the car. Sarah was talking and giggling and your dad looked awkward. Not in the way where he was annoyed but in the way where he wanted Sarah to stop talking. 

“No man, honestly, I think you should’ve said yes.” Sarah’s voice overpowered the radio as Joel turned the truck back on. 

“Yes to what?” Joel questioned. 

“A lady in there was going crazy over him.” 

Your dads ears were a light red color and he was putting the sweater over his face again trying to hide away. He slipped into the passenger seat and layed down.

“She was not, Sarah. That’s not what happened.” Your dad muffled from below the cotton piece and Joel bit his smile away as he drove onto the street. 

“It’s exactly what happened. She asked if I was your kid and she asked if you were visiting. I've nevah seen ya beforeee, are ya new in town? I could show you arounddd if you’d like.” Sarah mocked her thick Texas accent with a laugh.

“That doesn’t mean she was askin’ if I’m single.”

“Say what you want but she was looking for a ring.”

“Daddddd.” “Woooww.” You and Joel teased him at the same time. 

“Okayyyy okay alright. Enoughh. Imma jus’ go back to sleep. Wake me up when we’re there.” 

“Yeah alright, don’t think about her too much though. We can’t have you broken hearted this weekend.” Sarah liked to tease anyone she could. It was part of her personality, much like her dads.

You and Joel let out a low laugh when your dad grunted from under the sweater. You looked at Joel through the rearview mirror and his eyes almost instantly connected with yours. There was no other way to describe how you felt besides peace. It was a complete infatuated, admiration, longing sense of peace that you felt in that moment where you all shared a laugh and you and Joel stole glances at eachother. Time actually stopped for a couple of seconds. He smiled at you and his eyes had a glimmer in them. It very well could’ve been the sun reflecting off of the dashboard but you had a feeling it wasn’t. 

The next couple of hours you fell in and out of sleep. The wind was cooler now that it was later in the day and you were getting closer to the coast. Sarah was scrolling on her phone and your dad had his eyes closed while the wind abated his nausea. You were awake but your eyes were closed and you leaned your head against the headrest behind you. 

“We’re almos’ there guys, hold on for a couple of minutes alrigh’?” Joel said. You looked out of the front window and saw glimpses of a body of water between the large trunks of trees. The leaves and branches were moving side to side and they made the atmosphere feel more welcoming. The air was fresher and a lot thinner than it was in the city. It smelled of coal and beef. Someones grilling nearby. It was 5 in the afternoon when Joel pulled into the driveway of the house and he finally turned off the truck. 

You opened the car door and stood on your feet, everyone else did the same. You all walked to the trunk of the car and grabbed the bags that belonged to you while your dad went ahead of everyone and unlocked the house. You walked up the front steps and looked around the porch before walking into the house. You hadn’t been here in months but it was like you were here a couple days ago. You remembered grilling outside, reading books by the pool, kicking the ball around with Sarah, and playing with one of the kids that lived a couple houses down the road. 

When you went inside, everyone silently made their way up the stairs and claimed a room to sleep in. You chose the room you always did, the one that was at the end of the hall and in the corner of the house. It had a huge window that overlooked the backyard and the lake for a mile. You felt exhausted and you knew everyone else did too since no one said a word when you arrived. It was Friday afternoon and you didn’t feel like staying in your room. You wanted to go out and do something because you were stuck in a car all day and you can’t remember the last time when you were this bored. You took a quick shower and changed into your navy panties with some clean shorts and a clean shirt before heading back downstairs. In the living room, the golden sun beamed through the glass doors and it made the house feel warm. Joel was sitting around the old wooden dining table next to a window and Sarah was laid on the couch watching a movie. Your dad was nowhere to be seen.

Must be in bed. Can’t blame him, that's a crazy hangover. 

You walked over to Joel and sat across from him. He had a glass of scotch in one hand and an old newspaper in the other.

“Didn’t know we still got newspapers here.” Your words broke the silence. You looked at the bold heading on the withered piece of paper and scrunched your nose at the words. Carnival Couple Arrested for Public Indecency. 

Oh I remember this, it was a couple of years ago.

Joel finished off the last ounce of scotch before closing the paper and putting it aside. 

“I think i’s an old one. Can’t remember the last time I sat down n read a paper.” He leaned back into the chair and dropped his hands on his lap below the table. His stare was deep. He was waiting for you to say something else. 

“I'm bored. Can we go out or something?”

“I was actually gettin’ hungry. Your dad said he was gonna knock out pretty early cause of the headache but we can go shoppin’ n get some things for the weekend if you want. You won’t be bored after that.”

“Yeah sounds good. Sarah, you wanna go with us?” You raised your voice a bit, enough for it to reach the living room but there was no response. You got up off of your chair and walked into the living room. Sarah was still in the position she had been in earlier but this time she had one arm over her stomach and the other was dangling off of the sofa. She was asleep. You made your way back to the dining table and stopped right in front of Joel. His chair was openly angled towards you this time and his legs were slightly spread open. His right elbow was resting on the table next to him and his hand took the form of a fist that he used to support his head.

Ohmy..god. Fuck he looks good.

You looked him up and down and focused on the space between his thighs. Your eyes made their way up to his stomach and then to his collar bones that were left exposed by the unbuttoned shirt at the top. His eyes looked a little drowsier than normal but he was still very awake. 

“Uhm- Sarah’s asleep.” You felt yourself blush. Towering over him and looking down to meet his gaze made you feel even more nervous than you ever have around him. It was a different power dynamic and your stomach flipped at the unfamiliar territory. His eyes widened at the news and a smile formed on his lips.

“..Really?” His voice was quiet. He slowly leaned forward and tilted his head up to look directly at you. You didn’t answer, you were frozen. You could tell he had something on his mind but you were more keen on figuring out where you both stood regarding your earlier conversation.

“Yeah..maybe you and I should just go buy some things. She looks tired, I wouldn’t wanna wake her.” You tried to ignore the need in his eyes but the ache between your legs made it difficult. You took a step back to give him some space and looked towards the living room. 

Joel let out a breath of defeat and stood up.

“Alright. Sounds good. Come on, we could walk there.”

“Walk?”

“Yeah, you know, like people used to do before cars n horses?”

He’s not funny. You told yourself to try and keep from laughing. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

“I know how they got around. How are we meant to walk all the way back here with all the things we bought?” You smiled, you couldn’t help it. He was corny and cliché and predictable with his responses but you did think he was a little funny even though you’d never admit it. 

“Right, ok..well-”

“I’ll drive.” You took the keys from the counter and started for the front door. You made your way to his car and turned it on like he’s done thousands of times. Joel followed up behind you and took longer strides to try and keep up. 

“Please don’t crash.”

You both buckled up and you started to turn into the road.

“You wouldn’t even be able to tell if I scratched something. You need a new car.”

“I do not. This one works fine.” You kept going straight down the road until you saw a dock that indicated to you the store was close. 

“Mhm. Whatever. Look, there's the dock.” You nodded with your head and Joel turned around to look at it.

“What about it?”

“That’s how I know the stores close by.” Your tone was totally serious and there wasn’t a hint of humor in it. You kept your eyes on the pavement but you saw Joel turn his head to look at you.

“What? You don’t know the names of the streets?” He genuinely sounded shocked. Your eyebrows lifted in surprise and you laughed at how obscene the question was.

“Why would I know that?”

Joel stared at you blankly and squinted to try and tell if you were lying. You weren’t.

“Jesus Chris’, nevermind. Anyway, listen, I think we should talk about what I said.”

The tone of his voice fell into a more serious and genuine one and the air felt more thick and dangerous. You were nervous. You felt like you should’ve been more calm considering you knew what was coming but you were still nervous. You didn’t know what he would say. 

“Yeah I think we should.” You pulled into the parking lot of the store and found a spot that looked out to the lake. Joel unbuckled himself and turned his body towards you, you did the same. 

“I’m sorry I sprung that on you like that. I said I wanted to take some time to think about everythin’ n process it but I kept teasin’ you n I shouldn’ve done that. I did mean it when I said I enjoyed that night but I had to think about what your dad might say or- or Sarah you know, if they found out, n I jus’ got..I felt- it was intimidatin’. I’m sorry.”

You stared at him. You understood his fear. His eyes were soft and they were pleading you to understand where he was coming from.

“I get it.”

“You get it?”

“Yeah. I know it was a pretty impulsive decision and I understand that we’re risking things but, Joel I don’t- I mean, I’m not gonna go screaming that we fucked. I can keep a secret, and if we’re careful about..doing what we do then..I think we’ll be ok.”

“Yeah..” he let out a long sigh “..yeah I think you’re right.” His face relaxed and his chest dropped with the exhale of his breath.  

“Yeah. And I’ve thought about it too you know..what my dad might say or Sarah if they find out..” You looked down to your lap. You played with your fingers and toyed with the folds of your shorts. You felt good admitting to him that you also had these thoughts but you didn’t ever think about them too much, you didn’t want to think that them finding out was ever a possibility. Truthfully you had no idea what they might say if they ever found out, but you didn’t tell Joel this. “..but they won’t. It’s ok. We’ll just..be selective..about it.”

Joel looked down and let out a small laugh at your word choice. He rubbed a hand over his face and smiled at the floor. You felt more relieved now that you had cleared the air and were on common ground. 

“Well, but I don’ wanna be selective about it.” Your eyes met his and he had that same depth in his eyes from before. There was a hunger and primal need to them that instantly made you weak. Your breathing picked up and you could feel your heart beat out of your body. Joel scooted closer to the edge of his seat and reached his arm around to cup your cheek. Your face melted into his hand and your body instantly responded to his touch. You felt hot. The air became thicker than it was and you were pretty sure you were soaked through your underwear. Joels thumb brushed the bottom of your lips before he parted them with his finger. His thumb glided along the top of your teeth and your mouth was opened before he even said anything. 

Joels smirk made your heart shiver and you tilted your head down before inching forward to take his thumb in your mouth. You wrapped your lips around the base of his finger and sucked it in a little while he slowly pulled it out of you. He watched you with an intense need and mumbled something under his breath. You didn’t take your eyes off of his. Your tongue swirled around the tip of his finger until he fully took it out of your mouth and rubbed small circles on your bottom lip. You were wet, you knew you were and your ache grew every second.

“I haven’t fucked you yet.” His eyes moved down to your lips but you kept staring at him. You were quiet. You blinked and waited for him to continue. “You said that you weren’t gonna go screaming that we fucked..but we haven’t.” 

You rolled your eyes at his wit and smiled. You moved backwards and rested your back on the door while you took off your sandals and put your legs on his lap. You didn’t say anything yet, you just took him in. He looked down to your thighs and you looked down to his chest. The little exposed area from his shirt made your pussy pulse. You thought about bracing yourself on him as you rode his cock up and down, making him groan. You could tell he was thinking about something also, you could feel the rise under his jeans. You looked down to the zipper of his pants and now you felt needy. You wanted to suck his dick and have his hands pull on your hair. He didn’t let you do it last time but maybe now it would be different. You rubbed your foot over the zipper of his jeans and you felt him look up at you. Your eyes stayed on the growing bulge and you bit down on your lip. 

“You can fuck me right now if you want.” Your voice was innocent and seductive. Your head was tilted down and you looked at him through your lashes. 

“You want me to fuck you in this parking lot?” He questioned you but you could tell by the way that he said it that he was thinking about it. He liked the idea.

“Mhm..” you nodded slowly. Joel licked his teeth and sucked in a sharp breath when you applied some more pressure. “I want people to see how wet you make me.”

Joel looked up at you. Now he saw the want in your eyes. He saw how desperately you were looking at him and he knew how much you wanted to have him inside of you. He had a dangerous smirk on his face and if he didn’t enjoy making you wait, he would fuck you with all the windows down for anyone to hear your screams. Joel grabbed your ankles and you stopped moving them. He opened your feet and set them apart on the center console of the truck. His touch was electrifying and you stared at him from between your legs.

“Take your shorts off” Your eyes didn’t leave his as you stripped down into your underwear. You kicked off your shorts and tossed them below the glovebox. Joel stared at the wet spot on your underwear and he licked his lips at the sight. 

“You’re already wet for me?” He teased you. He liked teasing you. “Fuck baby..” His voice was barely above a whisper and he leaned back on his door, much farther than you wanted him. “..touch yourself for me.” He commanded you in a way that wasn’t rough but somehow it came out more controlling than he meant it. 

You put your fingers above the wet spot on your underwear and applied pressure before you started to rub yourself slowly.

“Oh- mmm Joel it- it feels good.” You let out slow breathes as low moans escaped your throat. 

“Yeah princess? You like touching yourself?” Joels breath picked up a little bit but he didn’t move. His attention was split between watching your fingers make circles and the expressions on your face. “Fuck- go a little faster baby.”

You rubbed faster and felt a little coil in your lower stomach. Your head pushed against the window and your chest rose with the feeling of your orgasm began to build.

“My dirty girl, fuck baby. You want people to see you finger yourself?”

Your head nodded against the glass. His words made you feel warmer and you felt your pussy get wetter at the sensations. Your breathing was starting to pick up and your moans came out a little louder. You moved your underwear aside and your fingers looked for the entrance between your slit.

“Uh uh. Not yet. Keep rubbing yourself.” His hands moved to his zipper but he didn’t do anything, he just kept them there. You lifted your head off of the glass to look at him and you stopped touching yourself to make sure you heard him right.

“What?”

He smirked. Joel shifted in his seat and he let out a quiet groan. The denim rubbed against his straining cock and you looked down to the fully grown bulge begging to be let out. 

Oh. OH. He likes this.

“Above your underwear baby. Keep rubbing yourself.” Your pussy throbbed faster when it all clicked.

“Do you want me to.. ask you permission.. to finger myself?” His eyes glimmered. 

He does. 

Joel didn’t say anything but the way his pupils dilated gave him away.

“Just imagine they’re my fingers, ok princess? Just ‘till I say so.”

Your pussy got wetter and you did what he said. You wanted him to be pleased with you. You wanted him to know that you would do whatever he said just to show him how well you could take orders. Your fingers slipped out from your slit and they went back to the top of your soaked panties. You rubbed yourself harder and faster, trying to build your orgasm back up. He stared at you for a couple minutes, directing your speed and pressing down above his jeans. Your stomach tightened with every passing second and your breaths came out as whimpers. You were close.

“Joel pl- please, please let me, fu-ohmyg- fuck please let me finger myself. Please..” Your breathing was heavy and you could barely form proper sentences, you needed to feel something inside of you. You were begging and you were desperate. You felt so empty and you had a feeling he wasn’t going to fuck you so your fingers had to be the next best thing. 

“Mhm. Just one finger baby.”

You were frantic with need. Your hand quickly reached down to the same place as before and easily slipped inside. 

“Oh- Fuck..Joel I- it feels so good.” You moved your finger in and out of yourself, slowly at first but then you quickly increased the pace. The sounds of your wetness filled the air and you looked into Joels eyes, trying to get some type of approval.

“Your pussy looks so perfect baby. Keep fucking yourself, just like that.”

You felt a fire burn in your stomach and your muscles were searching for that push to release. Your eyes stayed on Joel. He studied the way you curled your finger up into yourself and how you rubbed your clit with the palm of your hand. For a second, his eyes left your body and they started to track something else. They looked behind you and you saw him grow a mischievous smirk below his mustache. 

“There’s a man.. walking to his car..” Joel spoke softly, like the man could hear him. You smiled. You never thought about it before but the chance that you could get caught tuned you on. Seeing how much Joel enjoyed it also made you that much closer to cumming on your finger. “..You could get caught right now baby. How does that make you feel?”

Joel looked at you for a response.

“So fucking- good Joel, it makes me feel so good.” You couldn’t focus on anything but your finger.

“Yeah? Being a dirty little slut who wants to get caught fucking herself? Shit baby you’re-”

“Joel please can I- can I use another finger. Please.”

Joel looked down to your hand and he leaned forward. He wrapped a hand around one of your ankles and another hand around your wrist. 

“Stop.” His word was slow. He took his time saying it and he slowed your hand with his grip. You pulled your finger out of yourself and slowly rubbed your slit up and down. You whimpered at the feeling of emptiness again and your stomach dropped at the loss of tension.

You stared at Joel, waiting for him to say something or at least look at you. His hand slightly lessened the grip on your wrist and he brought your hand up to your mouth. 

“Taste yourself baby. Tell me how you taste.” You saw the excitement in Joels eyes. He looked like a little kid who’d just seen a puppy. His smile was devilish and his eyes were dark. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to fully take your finger in. You moaned at the taste and your pussy throbbed with the feeling of his stare. 

“Do you like it?”

 You smiled. Who would’ve thought Joel Miller was this fucking dirty. You nodded as a response and gave him a seductive whine. Joel looked behind you and his eyes stayed on the man sitting in the drivers seat on his phone. 

“Tell me what you taste like, baby.” Joel let go of your hand and he brought his thumb over your clit and rubbed. Your mouth parted at the pressure and a moan escaped your lips. 

“Fuck- Joel- Go faster.” You used up every last breath of air to get your words out.

“Tell me what you taste like.” 

“I uhm- sweet.” Your breaths were closer to pants.

“And what else..” His voice was dark and excited.

“And- go- Joel please go faster.” 

“Keep talkin’ princess. Keep talkin’ n I’ll go faster.”

Joel moved his fingers down your aching pussy and toyed with your entrance. Your hips rocked forward to try and get some relief but you couldn’t.

“Keep movin’ the car and that man’s gonna see you.”

“I don’t care. I- fu- Joel. I don’t care please just..” you were breathless.

“What baby. What, tell me what you need”

You arched your back and let out a small whimper. You couldn’t take it anymore. Your greed blinded you and the only thing you could think about was getting his fingers in you. You rocked your hips more into his hand and the car slowly moved from side to side. You couldn’t take the teasing anymore. 

“Shit- you want it that bad princess? You want that man to come over here and see what a mess you are..how you're begging me to finger you where anyone can see you?” Joels voice was the only thing that disrupted your thoughts. “God you’re fucking soaked for me.”

“Joel please. I need your fingers- god, my pussy needs your fingers in me. Please make me cum I- I need you to make me cum.”

Joel slipped two fingers inside your pussy and you throbbed around him. Your hips recreated circles on his leather seat and your moans turned into cries of bliss. 

“You’re so fucking sexy when you beg for me baby. I like to feel how hot..” His fingers glided in and out of you “.. wet..” he moved them faster “..and throbbing you get for me princess.”

“Joel- I’m.. so close. Don’t stop..” Your hips rolled faster and the truck quietly creaked under you. Joel groaned under his breath and he lowered his head above your clit. He pouted his lips above you and he let a web of saliva drip onto your already soaked pussy. His thumb rubbed his spit all over your clit and it dripped down into your entrance. Joel took his fingers out of you and grabbed some of his saliva with his fingers then inserted them back into you. You watched him concentrate on your pussy and the tightness in your pelvis became unbearable. You let out a moan and leaned your head back into the window.  

 “Fuck- I don’t care if- ohmygod- if anyone sees Joel. I- I don’t care if they hear me or- holy shit.. or if they catch us just..please. Please let me cum Joel I can’t do it anymore. Please”

You were barely able to think straight. You were desperate to find your release and your pussy tightened around Joels fingers. He kept his face above your pussy and you felt his warm breath tickle your clit. He lightly licked between your folds and soaked up all the sweetness he could find. 

“Fuck baby..that feel good? You wanna cum for me? On my fingers in the parking lot princess?”

You bit your lip. You nodded your head again in ecstacy and suppressed your cries as best as you could. Your heart was heavy in your chest and your legs were trembling from the tension.

“Say it.” Joel demanded from between your legs. His fingers curled higher inside of you and they coerced you into begging for your release. His tongue stroked your clit and it took everything in you to get your last words out. 

“Pl- Please Joel let me- ohh fuck.. Please let me cum.” One of your hands braced itself on the roof of the truck and the other weaved its way between Joels hair. You thrusted your hips up into his mouth and his fingers pulled in and out of you.

“You did good for me. You did so fucking good for me my.. slutty little princess. Fuck you look- so fucking pretty. Cum on my fingers baby. Let me feel you cum on them.” 

His permission did more than enough for you. Your hand pushed hard against the ceiling and your pussy tightened around his fingers. Your head went limp and chest was rising heavily. 

“Fuck fuck Joel- fuck ohmygod.”

His fingers slowed down and stayed in your pussy while you rode out your high.

“God baby you’re gorgeous.”

Your hand fell from the ceiling and you gasped for any air that you could. Your ears were ringing and your leg wrapped around his back trying to bring him as close to you as you could. Joel took his fingers out of you and gently placed a kiss where they used to be. His tongue licked between your folds and he took any mess your pussy let out. He was starving and you could tell he wanted more. While he cleaned you up with his tongue you found your voice and told him what you wanted.

“Joel please let me suck your dick.” There was a different type of desperation in your voice and you wanted to see him come undone. You wanted to hear him beg the way you did and you wanted him to lose all control that he had. 

His eyes met yours from between your thighs and he smiled between his act. He looked back down to your pussy and finished what he was doing. Joel sat back up and cleaned himself before he spoke.

“Get dressed baby, we gotta go.”

Are you fucking kidding me?

“Joel..” He looked at you. “..please.” You leaned forward and inched closer to him. You planted a kiss in the corner of his lips and moved to the side of his face. You kissed the side of his cheek and your body heat made Joel expose his neck more to you. You hovered your lips over his ear and whispered. 

“I wanna feel your cock in me. Please.”

You heard Joel grumble below his breath and his forehead rested on your shoulder for a second before he whispered in your ear.

“Take your panties off and put your shorts on.”

You were confused. You didn’t fully understand but again, you did whatever he asked you to. You wanted him to know you did what you were told and you were hoping this somehow meant you would finally be able to at least get a glimpse of his dick. You leaned back into your seat and took your panties off. The cotton that padded your pussy was darker and wet with your essence and you handed them to him by the string. He took them from your hands and rolled them up into a little ball. Joel pocketed your underwear in his back pocket and he watched you get dressed. You both got out of the car and met behind the trunk as you began to walk towards the store.  

“That was my favorite pair.” Your arm brushed alongside his and you looked up to see him smiling.

“They’re my favorite pair too.” 

Your lower stomach flipped at the comment and you couldn’t help but blush under the sunset. 

“Im serious Joel..” you lowered your voice “..when can I suck your cock.” You looked up at him with innocent eyes, like you weren’t walking around with your panties in his pocket, like he didn’t just finger your pussy with people around. Your look was totally pure and there was a filthy undertone that only Joel would be able to recognize. 

“Soon baby. Don’t worry.” 

Joel fought the urge to wrap his arm around you and instead, he rested it on your lower back. You both walked into the store and headed for two completely different directions. He went to the dairy section for eggs, milk, and yogurt. You went to the bread section for your dads favorite cereal and bagels for you and Sarah. 

[losingherface]

Desire lines

Warnings: none!

ellie x fem reader

A/n: SO, i took long getting to this cuz i didn’t know what i wanted to do, either write before the wedding or write the day of the wedding. So i chose the day of the wedding. Hope u luv it<3 (didn’t use a gif cuz none of them seem happy lol)

And i’ve never planned a wedding let’s pretend its all 100% accurate :)))

Info: It’s been almost year since reader was engaged to Ellie, now the wedding day has arrived<3

didn’t really proofread but ignore it

•

The alarm clock went on and off in you and Ellie’s cold room. 5:30 a.m. Ellie hadn’t been in bed. Probably downstairs getting prepared for the day.

You finally tap the clock off, unraveling yourself from under the heavy, soft blankets.

It was finally the day of you and Ellie’s wedding. You never thought you’d two get to this point with all the disagreements. But now it didn’t matter.

You walk down the small hall towards the bathroom that’s connected to your room and start to run the water. Rinsing your face with the water and pushing your hair out of your face.

After you finish getting ready, you head downstairs where you hear talking. Coming from a long time friend of yours, Dina. Dina was helpful with the entire wedding and plans overall. She helped organize almost everything. She was more passionate about your wedding than her own with her husband,Jesse.

Ellie and you went dress shopping a month from today, your dress had been styled on a mannequin at Dina’s house, along with Ellie’s suit. Your dress had been princess like. Long sleeve and corset looking. With small silver diamonds that scattered it like sprinkles. (pretend tht sounds cute) Ellie’s suit was a super low V cut blazer that exposed her chest. You knew it’d be gorgeous on her.

•

Hours have passed of the two of you both getting styled. Your hair was a like pinned, crinkled 40s style. You looked beautiful. Ellie called you beautiful all day because of how you would be getting dressed up. Ellie was also getting styled by Dina too. Her hair was in a cute flipped up 50s style creating an excellent contrast between her hair and the suit.

•

The wedding wasn’t a typical one. You two were getting married at a rented out wedding venue that emulated a castle inside. Also you two will walk down the aisle together.

Your veil was long and dramatic but so beautiful. Jesse rushed into the room where you three were getting ready at.

“Everyone’s seated now.”

“What?” You kinda yelled. You looked at Dina and Ellie. You tossed a candy you had been chewing on into the nearby trash can. You take one more look at yourself in the mirror and smiled. You turned to Ellie and reached out for her hand.

“Come on.” Dina told you both.

•

Dina had led you two down the aisle. As you were walking very slowly, you took a look at your guests. You smiled at most of them, you were looking for one guest in particular. Your mother. You two hadn’t been in contact since that night and you tried making things better by sending an invite.

You had wondered, was it ever sent to her? Or did she just not want to come see her gay daughter get married. Even though she said it didn’t matter to her, you knew it did. This made the whole wedding less magical than you wanted it to be.

Your stomach started to turn, the nervousness finally catching up to you. Ellie gripped you hand tighter in reassurance as you two finally made it to the altar. You two weren’t religious in any way so the ‘priest’ was just some nice guy you used to work with that oddly had some experience with this stuff.

Everyone was dressed beautifully, Ellie was beautiful, and so were you. Though your mother hadn’t shown up to your wedding, you wanted to take this moment to only think about Ellie. You two will be married after this evening and you wanted to make that your main focus, but you couldn’t.

The guy finished speaking(i don’t know how to properly say this).

You two exchange your vows. Ellie’s face was completely red making you laugh to yourself a little bit.

Ellie said silently but enough for you to hear, “I love you.” You whispered it back to her.

You smile at the cold touch the wedding ring sliding on your finger.

You both leaned in for a brief yet passionate kiss, you’ll for sure remember this kiss forever. Dina took out her camera and took a bright flashy photo.

Once it was official, the small audience threw lavender violet flower petals in the air. You could cry. Ellie actually was when you looked over at her. You couldn’t believe another woman was crying over their love for you. This made you want to tear up to but you were the kind of person who couldn’t really express how they felt when they were too excited and happy. You completely forgot about your mom not showing up and you didn’t care anymore.

•

The afterparty was small, entertaining and cute. You and Ellie didn’t like parties but Dina insisted. Saying that it was something and a certain feeling you’ll never experience again. Dina was a great friend to you.

Ellie was seated at one of the small tables as the party was going on, staring at her ring. You walked over to her, sitting in front of her.

“I don’t know what to say.” She said.

“I love you- like a lottttttttt.” She started to blush and smile and giving you that warm feeling inside.

“I love you too.”

“Im sorry about your mom, I know that’s who you were looking for.”

“It’s fine.”

You look over to the crowd as the song ‘Desire lines’ by Lush begins to play.

You and Ellie look at each other with widened eyes, Dina had said something like this would happen through her tarot energy reading she gave both of you earlier that day.

“This is the song, I said we’ll dance to if we ever got married.” You told her feeling sentimental.

“Let’s go dance.” She said after taking a look at your nostalgic filled face.

“What really? You hate dancing.”

“I’ll humiliate myself but I know it’ll make you happy.”

You smiled and you both walked to the center of the dance floor and slow danced, you couldn’t be happier.

<3

-feel like this is all over the place but you get the point

[starry-bi-sky]

Malevolent Au

It’s not complete, but on the Felinette Discord we made an au based off the song ‘Queen of Mean’!

@unmaskedagain idk if this’ll help you get ideas, since I found your fic after I made the au, but I hope you like it anyways!

Me - Black, Bee - Orange, Lefty - Blue

Okay but guys

A modified version of ‘Queen Of Mean’ as an akumanette

Idk if this has a bittersweet ending or a bad ending but either way it’s salty and not ending in the class’s favor

Her akuma item would probably be her ribbons because I don’t want that for tikki

I’m thinking that Akumanette has an outfit that looks like a suit but there’s a skirt-tail type thing that ends at her ankles. Idk how to explain it other than it’s fancy but practical

It’s black and red

There’s black paint on her face that serves as the mask and she has her hair in a braided ponytail and she has a circlet with black framing and a red gem in the center

She’s terrifying and one of the more fashionable akumas

I don’t have the story fully fleshed out but smth happens that Lila blames Marinette for and Alya, when she’s yelling at Marinette, calls her the ‘Queen of Mean’ and Marinette, tired of literally everything just says ‘if that’s what you think, then fine’ in this really cold tone before storming off

Maybe she goes to the theater room or something, she just goes to an empty classroom to rant

She’s too exhausted to fight back the akuma and maybe Tiki says ‘you deserve a break, it’s not healthy to keep all these emotions bottled up, I know you won’t do anything bad’ but just to be safe Marinette takes out the earring before the akuma gets close so it possesses the ribbons instead

Akumanette (who I will be calling Malevolent for the time being) manages to get CN’s ring and the other miraculi too, but instead of going to Hawkmoth she goes to her room to hide them before going on the hunt for Hawkmoth because she needs his miraculous too

I have no doubt that she toys with them, picking them off one by one

Then gets Hawkmoth in a big spectacular moment

Or maybe she's made copies of the miraculous for cosplay and goes to meet him with those, the old switcheroo and she takes him out while hes distracted

Could be interesting if, as part of her power, she could corrupt the miraculouses and give them to the people who upset/offended her. But instead of giving them powers, they were warped to instead punish the wearer in a way that fits the miraculous's original intent. Kinda a reversal on the way she gave out the miraculouses and granted powers before. Like, the Black Cat Miraculous, it causes the person to relive their most painful memories as the element of destruction, and the fox one forces the wearer to tell the truth no matter what, or traps them in an illusion or something.

And maybe how she goes to a new school. And meeting the others was maybe when shes revealed as the akuma she claims shes had enough of her classmates shit and exposes what they did to her live on tv and her parents transfer her because of all the stress they put her under. She's never become an akuma before. And just because of one lying little brat, their daughter has become one of the strongest akumas they've ever seen

And she gives the miraculi back to Fu apologizing out her butt for everything...but he just lets her keep the earrings, fearing that something grander may be at scale...but he refuses to give the ring back to Adrien because had he been by Mari's side, they wouldve been able to prevent the akuma and help Mari over come Lie-la.

And now Fu chooses a new Black Cat for Mari....

I would assume that the peacock is still lost....maybe Adri could find it amd becomes determined to get both his ring and. "His" lady back from that Fake Cat

And maybe before the ring gets taken Adrien has no idea who the akuma is because Marinette returns to class all normal if just closed off and even after he doesn’t know until it’s revealed to everyone. The whole of Paris is wondering where tf LB is everyone Malevolent shows her face

Or she could claim that she took the earrings before Ladybug even had a chance~

So the whole of Paris is rightly terrified

And the QK kids are slightly cautious but they see the nerd trip and get flustered then they just decide that she's totally fine to hang out with

Ooh why would they be cautious?

The QK would totally be the ones to find out Marinette’s the akuma first and they’re all really concerned for their friend because she’s been an akuma for MONTHS now and what happened that made her such a powerful akuma?

But if she just transformed back and went to the new school, wouldnt u be cautious too

Like

ThTS THE GIRL WHO BROUGHT PARIS TO ITS KNEES TO BEG FOR MERCY

and she chose mercy

Imagine...what it would take to bring her, the strongest akuma to kill all of Paris

(I should probably point out that I’m still going off the idea that Marinette is still Malevolent when she goes to her new school, feel free to ask for clarification if you’re still confused)

“Be wary of the quiet ones, the sweet ones, the kind ones, because they’re the ones with the saddest smiles, the darkest pasts. They’re the ones you watch out, for even demons run when good men go to war.”

Hawkmoth, once he realizes that Malevolent is on the prowl for him, tries to call back the akuma, but because of Marinette’s sheer stubborn will power and the help of Nooroo he can’t do it

So he’s basically useless as Malevolent numbers his days as a super villain

Maybe Malevolent only comes out at night. She has less chance of being seen, less chance of being caught

Except that just makes her 10x more terrifying because in the daylight she’s scary enough as it is, but at night the shadows highlight only half of her face and it makes her harder to see

Maybe Malevolent decides to torment her classmates first before picking off the heroes, so perhaps by the time she’s at her new school and prowling at night she’s picking off the heroes one by one

Maybe she does it slowly instead of night by night

And like the first half is her taking the heroes and Hawk down while the other half if her recovering and learning about the new villain and her new allies

She fucking stalks her classmates, planting incriminating evidence. Maybe for Lie-la she records the girl bragging about her lies and how much shes dragged Mari through the mud while shes at home, then the next morning a video is released on the Ladyblog....

The class is rightly scared out of their pants because there’s an akuma after them but they don’t know who and she hasn’t been caught yet

LB is gone and Malevolent, even in the daylight, is hard to see so other than the major bad luck and her first debut there’s almost no trace of her

Her debut was video taped so Paris knows that there’s an akuma on the loose but she’s so quiet that it leaves everyone on edge

Maybe while Malevolent is hunting Hawkmoth she stops other villains like low level (and high profile) criminals and outs corrupt politicians and the likes

And they've obviously taken poor Mari because Mari could never get akumatized! Shes too good!

Oooh!! Going back on the ‘Mari can change out of villain form’ maybe the only proof she’s Malevolent in her civilian form is that her ribbons are a darker red than they should

And poor Mari makes herself smaller and scared hah, as if. These idiots dont know whats gonna hit them.... she looks...terrified~

Her parents try and reassure her that the akuma will be caught and Mari feels bad for tricking them but at the same time she’s still angry so that anger outweighs the guilt

Marinette is paler than she was before akumatization and maybe her eyes are a bit more dull

Or perhaps just a smidge too bright

It’s not noticeable, but there’s just something.. off about her eyes

They look... almost brighter than they should be

Maybe too attentive

Too... analytical

But then the look is gone and perhaps you were just imagining it?

That seems likely

The QK, when they first meet Marinette, adopt her immediately because she’s so pale and small and she looks so tired

And at first Marinette is wary but after Claude trips and falls flat on his face trying to cheer her up she warms up to them

Then one day someone gets a clear full body shot of Malevolent and while QK are looking at it Marinette approaches them and they start noticing... similarities

Like how her ribbons are the same color as her circlet, or how her eyes hold the same wary attentiveness and are the same bright blue

And maybe they try to deny it

But it’s all there

I’m still trying to figure out how Marinette reveals herself as Malevolent

Perhaps a rude encounter with her classmates? Maybe someone tries attacking her friends (Hawkmoth has resorted to using the peacock miraculous at the point maybe) and she saves them??

When she transforms her ribbons wrap around her in a whirlwind

That’s all we got!! Maybe it’ll be continued on, maybe it won’t, but it was super fun to think up!

[mocweepe]

140 and 136 are 2 of my fave questions soooo! :00!! -lake

140: Where do I want to live when older?

136: Was I named after anyone?

2: Age

oooh tht first ones a real thinker!!!!!! im gonna answer dese in reverse order, tyssssm!!!!!!!!!!

im 15, but soon (7/7) im gonna be saying 16 :00 time is soso wack ASDFGHJKLDHDJSJS

pfff dis onez gonna take a sec since i have so many names. my deadname iz da middle name(s) of 1 of my great grandparents actually :DD nd lucas is a kinnie name after lucas miller (taz:b) xDD. uhhhmd other than tht: milo (loa), reid (criminal minds. look i watched it in like middle school nd i recognize iz Major copaganda but if he were real hed be smart enuff 2 be acab nd i stand by dat :///), nd i chose sloth after a character 4 dat 1 "if humans had personalities based off animals au" on tiktok cuz i related 2 it highkey ^♡^ xDDDD

EDIT: I POSTED IT 2 EARLY AHHHHH GIMME A MINUTE

guess who has bad memory nd forgot 2 fiiinish?? iz me lolol. neway!!!!!! where do i wanna live when im older 😗😗 hmmmmmmmmm somewhere colder i think!! i get hot Way 2 easy, so deffo up north ^^ specifically tho... idk!!! probably in a city maybe?? id like 2 be able 2 walk place 2 place, or at least not have 2 drive 4 long!!!! itd be super super cool 2 skate mostly actually!!!!!! i dont have a specific location other than tht tho. id 4 sure wanna live near forests tho!!!!!! maybe a national forest or camping grounds or smthn :))))))

in terms of housing. a smallish house would be fun! one floor, but maybe a basement too!!!!! id use my yard 2 have a garden nd id decorate however i want!!!!!!!! nd itd be Way cleaner than where i have 2 live now! id want plenty of closet space 4 clothes nd id have a desk in my room 4 sure!!!!!! id have a bunch bunch bunch of frog plushies nd id have my bookshelf in there!! my living room would be on the smaller side probably, but v cozy!!!!!!! nd id have enuff counter space 2 bake :DDDD

EDIT: WAIT... U DIDNT MEAN QUESTION 2 ASDFGHJKLDHDJSJS MAYBE IM DA STUPID HEAD 😔😔😔😔 /JJJ

there would be no carpet >:// dats right, im a carpet h8r they just take so much effort!!!!!!!!!! rugs r superior nd i stand by tht 😤😤😤😤😤 my house would rlly Truly be a home nd id have enuff xtra space if my friends ever needed somewhere 2 go. id keep every1s fav snax in stock!!!!!!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 itd be safe and secure nd everything good! there might be some daddy long legs nd/or ladybugs in the winter but itll still be clean nd they will always be gently carried out 2 a safe part of the yard 😌😌

nd the yard will be a healthy ecosysten btw none of dat green turf only crap >:[[ oh!!!! nd there would a small porch w a swinging couch thingy!!!!!!!!! :DDDD i love dose uwuwu

okie im finsihed 4 real tyssssm 4 sending da questions 🥺🥺🥺🥺 bc ily nd also u said dey were ur fav im sending dem back 2 u!!!! >:333

[hoodiedidnotdie]

Lamb

A/n: hello, this is my first post in a *while* and also my first fanfic post on Tumblr (pls go easy on me). This is actually a story i originally shared via my Wattpad acc (freakykpopotaku (hell, need to change tht username)) so if u have nothing else to do, go check it out (im not tht active either on there /w\`)! But yeah, hope u guys like it.

Pairing : Namjoon x reader x Yoongi (not really romantic-ish)

Genre : Mafia au

Warning: minor bloodshed, tiny bit of cursing

Namjoon and Yoongi remembered clearly the first time they met you.

A Saturday afternoon, four months ago, was when they went to visit your father's coffee shop.

A last minute plan they had after the numerous meetings they had all over the place. The check ups they had to do on several of their branches throughout the districts were time consuming too.

Business was booming since one of the biggest war lords of Seoul got taken down by the police. The man made a terrible mistake of trusting and leaving matters to his newest right-hand man who happened to be a police spy. Gangs such as the Bangtan were jumping at the opportunity to claim more territory and clients.

The two men have been so busy coordinating new units to new districts all the while maintaining their innocent businessmen facade that they haven't had time in months to come visit your father who loved them like they were his own sons.

Your father was the one who took them in when they were merely street rats, giving them shelter and food when Namjoon wasn't agile nor strong enough and when Yoongi couldn't hold a gun right yet. He knew the boys never liked being restricted to one place and so the back door of his tiny coffee shop was always unlocked for them to sneak in when it was too tough and the world was too mean.

When luck turned to their side and power was in their hands, the two however did not forget the kind smile and strong comforting arms of your father. They chose to often come to visit and offer him a better place to stay even if they knew he would refuse everytime.

They never knew why your father refused to move, despite being just a street away from the unruly part of the city where crimes were commited as often as Yoongi cursed in a day. However, the two never pushed it because deep down, they were also attached to this shop where everything started.

The two Bangtan bosses always made sure of keeping the shop off of any of their enemies' radar. They never worried about the police since they kept it clean and never did any of the dirty jobs there. All they wanted was the wellbeing of the generous old owner.

However, they have wondered how on Earth your father's coffee shop has never had anything close to an attempted robbery despite being so close to the worst of the city. Namjoon and Yoongi have tried to uncover the mystery when they were younger, wandering all day in the dangerous streets behind the cafe. All they had at best was rumors about your father being an ex-war lord. They've tried all the bosses back then for answers and none of them seemed willing to give the whole truth.

On that Saturday afternoon, when they stepped into the cafe with the chiming of the little blue bell over their head announcing their presence, both men stopped midway in their motions to stare at the unfamiliar barista at the cashier,

you.

Their confusion was clear in their gaze as they watched you soundlessly freeze midway in your task, your arm stopping the sweeping motion over the counter as you stared back with eyes as big as saucers. Your father never hired anyone for as long as they remembered and has always done everything on his own no matter how difficult it was. It made them question silently about you : how special were you to get hired?

As if knowing the tension reigning the first floor of his home, your father came down the stairs in rush and snatched both businessmen's attention to him with a joyful "hello". It the three of you twist your heads almost painfully fast to face him.

Namjoon seemed to drop instantly the cold shell that he displayed to the world, nearly tripping over his own feet in excitement like he used to in his younger years to reach for his father figure. Yoongi's signature gummy smile slipped right through his control before he could even stop it. The two hastily helped the elderly man down the rest of the stairs and towards a table all the while chatting animatedly like they never did in the interviews you watched on the news.

You on the contrary had eyes growing even bigger if possible witnessing the effect that your elderly father had on two of the most important and impressive up coming businessmen of the city. It made you contemplate whether to retire back to the kitchen or not. But before you could take a step back, your old man introduced you with a bright and proud signature smile.

"Boys, here's my lovely daughter, Y/N! She'll be with me from now on and will most likely taking over the coffee shop after I retire. So better start getting along right now since you will be seeing her everytime you come visit!"

The two men simply nodded in understanding as they glanced at you in mild curiosity.

From that day on, Namjoon and Yoongi slowly got used to seeing you arranging the tables, sweeping the floor or simply standing behind the counter when they stepped into shop. The three of you would exchange briefly a few greeting words like "good evening" or "it's been quite sunny these days" before the two of them drift towards your father, eager each time to conversate with him.

They remember you would often offer a small shy smile and indicate where the old man is before returning to your task after your short greetings. Sometimes they would visibly see you get flustered from having their attention on you and fumble clumsily with whatever's in your hand at that time.

Namjoon would let out an amused chuckle and Yoongi a silent 'thank you' with the ghost of a smile on his face before they head towards wherever your father was.

To them, the best animal to describe you was the lamb.

A sweet, soft little lamb.

++

It was not even a minute after Yoongi suggested to his partner to set the papers and contracts down for the night when someone burst through their office door. Hoseok, the man that they trusted to watch over the cafe and one who they considered as family, hurtled in out of breath looking like he'd just ran 40 kilometers in 10 minutes.

The poor man rapidly informed the two that an enemy of them had found out about the cafe and was sending men to capture your father and you. Hoseok had sent Jungkook and Jimin and a few of their people to try and stop the enemy before anything happens.

However, before he could finish, Namjoon and Yoongi were jumping out of them seats and heading towards the stairs. With a simple call of their secretary, Jin was at their side telling Taehyung through the phone to prepare 'items' and handling the two mens' expensive blazers as the three of them (+ a mildly surprised Hoseok) rushed down the steps with urgency.

A suffocating tension reigned in the car as it rushed down the streets towards its destination. Namjoon's impatient foot tapping and Yoongi murderously glaring out the window was heavily affecting everyone's mood. Even Hoseok did not dare to attempt lightening the mood and simply shared worried glances with who Jin chewed nervously on his puffy lip.

The only closest time where the two other males saw their leaders this livid was when a priceless shipment got almost taken away by another gang. Nobody had to question if that gang still exists after that.

When they finally arrived at the cafe after 10 painfully slow minutes, Namjoon climbed out of the car wearing his trusty black leather gloves with the same killing aura he had during the years where they still had to fight for their lives and Yoongi's eyes had turned eerily blank as he fiddled mechanically with the gun in his hands.

Inside the once clean and inviting cafe laid bloodied bodies piled  against the walls and a horrible stench of iron filled the room. Tables and chairs were flipped and destroyed across the floor and most of the mugs and decorations displayed along the walls were in bits and pieces. Jungkook and Jimin sat at the staircase leading up to the second floor with the younger of the two holding bunched up tissues against his face. Their men stood around them with a concern written in bold letter on their forehead.

The police wasn't anywhere to be seen thanks to Taehyung who was back at their base and the people around the block knew better than to call them. Jin rushed to the maknae with a first aid kit in hand while Namjoon and Yoongi looked at Jimin for explanation.

"When we arrived one of them was just about to call in reinforcement but thankfully we intercepted. Most of them were crowding on the first floor (since the stairs are quite narrow) with a few heading up at a time. We made our way up only to see that a lot of them were dropping dead like flies. It seems like mr.(Y/F/N) is injured inside the study room but a girl is guarding the door ferociously."

"Yeah, and then she didn't believe us when we said we were sent here to help and sliced me across the fvckin face." Jungkook grunts from beside Jimin.

'A girl?' Namjoon remembers turning towards Yoongi for an answer only to see the other with an unconvinced quirked eyebrow.

Jimin scooted towards the railing to give space for the two men to pass after muttering 'be careful' under his breath.

+++

The shock Namjoon and Yoongi received at that instance will most likely be engraved in their mind for eternity they'd thought as they looked towards the said door.

There you, their little soft lamb, stood wearing a bulletproof jacket, arms soaked in blood up to the elbow, hand grabbing tightly a knife with a gun in the other and body in a seemingly confident and rigid stance. Your eyes were stone cold.

Time seemed to have stopped until they light up with recognition when you seem to realize who climbed up the stairs.

The weapons clank loudly to the ground as you drop them to open the door behind you to your father for them in a hurry. Your old man was slumped in a loveseat with a bloodied hand pressed against a wound on his side and a playful grin on his face.

A gun held almost perfectly and ready to shoot was in his other one.

At that moment they realized that the rumors about the ex-warlord your father was are true

And you aren't a lamb they'd thought you'd be.

[jishyucks]

9:30pm | Han Jisung

genre: fluff, some light angst, bulleted scenario

wc: 4.5k

summary: The absence of Jisung causes Y/N to realize feelings she didn’t know were there

m.list

it was probably the fifth time today that you felt something hit your shoulder

you look over to find a small crumpled up piece of paper sitting with others on the floor before you lifted your head to see Han Jisung preparing another bunch 

“explain to me why you’re doing this” You tried to keep quiet as the teacher was up at the front reading a novel out loud, the rest of the students following along

he didn’t reply. instead he looked back at you with narrowed eyes and a small mischievous grin spread across his face

you watch as his wrist bent back, about to throw the ball

“Don’t you fucking dare Han Jisung,,,” you cussed, making sure your face was hidden behind it the book in your hands

he mockingly held a finger up to his lips and flicked the paper ball at your hand, a quiet snicker leaving his mouth through his proud smile

you gritted your teeth, clearly annoyed. this morning hadn’t necessarily been the best for you due to a car mishap and jisung was literally pushing it at this point

(usually you could tolerate Jisung and his annoying ass)

now that you had thought about it, you literally had no idea why he’d started doing this shit to you

he’d do it in the halls, in classes you had with him, and on the occasions when seungmin gave you rides

seungmin was a good friend of both of you but the reason why you hadn’t made a friendship with jisung was because seungmin wasn’t annoying and he was

it was actually too bad since you would’ve honestly liked him as a friend but he was literally too annoying to actually properly talk to

jisung had only started these antics back in sophomore year and you had to live through the annoying ass interactions for two years

so now it’s senior year and you were almost – ALMOST – at your breaking point right now and jisung really wasn’t making it any better

the bell cut off your thoughts and on impulse you gathered your things, stuffed them into your bag and yeeted out of the English classroom, deciding that jisung didn’t need the attention as you walked straight to the lunch room

seungmin was already seated at the table with hyunjin and felix

you grinned, sighing out in relief that you finally had other people to talk to and distract you from jisung who would probably be there, too, at any given moment

“im so glad it’s lunch,” you huffed. you plopped into the seat in front of seungmin and swung out the lunch that you’d prepared that morning

“lemme guess” seungmin drummed his fingers against the cafeteria table, “jisung’s been ‘annoying’ you again?”

you nodded, “why put quotations for annoying?”

seungmin shrugged, “maybe because he’s not really trying to annoy you?”

“what do you mea-“

“yay you’re all here!”

you feel him take the only empty spot beside you but you choose not to look up and acknowledge him actually sitting there

you were straight up done with his shit

“guess what y/n” he started

you don’t reply verbally but you decided to just look at him to make sure he knew you were listening

he held up a whole ziploc bag of mini paper balls and the sight caused you to groan out an ugly sound

“I told you to quit it jisung,,, if you don’t I’m actually up for swinging at you,” you mumbled, chewing your food almost immediately after

“you can’t reach my head anyways,” he retorted with a snort

seungmin, hyunjin, and felix held in laughs

you hear the bag open as it rustled softly

you keep your head forward and listened to whatever seungmin was saying while you chowed down the lunch that you’ve been waiting to eat all day

That’s when you felt that kid throw a ball of paper

sure, it was just a piece of dead tree crumpled up into a sphere shape. It’s not like it hurt or anything but the CONSTANT throwing jisung had been doing since the morning was getting on your nerves and you were not here for it

“can you not” you say just above a whisper though it was loud enough for only jisung to hear it. you wanted to keep your calm and not get the car mishap in the way of your feelings too but adding jisung and that together = an angry and annoyed you

apparently he chose to continue throwing the little pieces of shits at you and you were sitting there basically dumbfounded at him

he’s a grown ass teen and he chooses to act like a 5th grader?

you were || <- THIS fucking close to losing it. If he throws one mo-

a small baby sounding thump had come from the last ball jisung had thrown

you turn your head towards him and found him bending down to recollect the balls hes used as can reuse

“jisung for the last fucking time stop”

the mood that you tried to keep stable basically broke as the pit of your stomach began to boil

“you’re lucky because I need to pick these up before I start again” he tittered

“jisung im being serious right now,” you breathed in deeply trying to keep you calm but that didn’t work at all as he pulled himself back up and tossed one at your forehead

“tht was a mistake,” felix mumbled. The three watched as this went down

“jisung? Don’t you understand that im straight up annoyed with you? Sometimes I don’t even want to sit here because of you! I don’t understand why you’ve been doing this to me and only me the past few years like I’m some sort of joke or target or game that you decided to play. The smile on your face proves that you enjoy it. Can’t you see that I don’t enjoy it? That’s basically bullying.”

you were shook at yourself but jisung had just ignited a fire inside of you and you couldn’t help but say everything that you’ve been holding in this whole time 

jisung was still sat facing you and the smile he had on his face had faded

you, for some reason, felt bad at the fact that you pulled his smile right off of his face but there was no way you were turning soft right now

jisung’s head hung low by his neck and he was fiddling with the bag of paper balls in his hand

“I-I didn’t know you felt that way,,, truly. You never said anything like how it was bothering you to that point,,, I-I really thought you found it funny, too, and it was some kinda funny thing between us,” he stated quietly

the table fell silent and there was a brief pause that wasn’t awkward nor comfortable

you felt your heart beating fast and you felt the sensation of guilt in your stomach and chest

“im gonna go... im sorry y/n” he finally said. He gathered his lunch stuff and threw them into his bag softly

none of you guys said a word, tho you really wanted to apologize for lashing out

curse that car mishap. now you accidentally hurt the boy’s feelings

“shit” was what you just said

“shit indeed” seungmin tried to lighten the mood with a small chuckle but that really didn’t help

“I feel like shit even if he’s been the same way the past 2 years,” you say guiltily

“Except he didn’t know he was being shit and you knew you were being shit,” hyunjin pointed out

“not helping” you looked at him with a sad expression

“just apologize”

,,,,

you slumped in the passenger seat of seungmin’s car, the events of lunch still playing in your head

seungmin started the vehicle and began to pull out of the parking spot

“wait isn’t jisung getting a ride with you?”

“nope, he said he’s gonna take the bus instead”

you felt the guilt build up even higher and you frowned at the information

“I think I see him at the stop, cmon, pick him up,” you insisted

“I already insisted on driving him but he told me he needs space,” seungmin reasoned, “and I need to tell you something that I promised someone I wouldn’t tell but I think this is the perfect moment—

he looked over to see you following jisung with your head as you drove past

— to tell you about it”

“is this going to make feel even more guilty than I already am bc I genuinely care about jisung’s feelings right now”

“I think so?” Seungmin’s head tilted a bit like a smol baby puppy

“you think so? why not a definite answer?” Now you were curious as to whatever this was

“because I’d be shook if I were you...”

“okay now I really want to know...”

seungmin looked at you and smirked before facing forward as the stop light changed to green

“i honestly don’t know how you’ll react to this. You hate jisung”

“this is about jisung?”

seungmin nodded

“I-I dont hate jisung... I just think it’s annoying like all the stuff he does. If he stops that shit I honestly think we’d be good friends” you shrug

you hadn’t said this out loud before and it made you feel weird but it was the truth

“hmm interesting” seungmin snickered

“k now tell me~~” you whined

“I’ll tell you when we get to your house so I can drive the fuk away once I tell you,” seungmin stated as if he strategically planned out some sort of battle plan

“why would you need to drive away? shit it’s bad isn’t it?”

seungmin just shrugged and chose to stay silent

you huffed and turned your body towards the door

why would seungmin feel the need to exit a conversation if it wasn’t bad?

the moment you’ve been waiting for had come and seungmin slowly pulled up into your driveway

you cut to the chase and told him to spit it out or “I’ll fight you”

“First of all I was going to and second, you can’t even”

seungmin turned the music down and awkwardly maneuvered his body so he was sitting with his body partly facing yours

you raise your brows, a questioning look appearing clearly on your face

“remember at lunch when I told you how jisung’s not really trying to annoy you?”

you let out a hum as a response and gestured for him to proceed

“he’s not trying to annoy you,,, well in a way he is but that’s not his main motive. His main goal is to catch your attention and I guess he did a horrible job”

“why would he want my attention?” your mind was literally blank and confused

“damn you’re slow” seungmin tsked and shook his head disappointment

“he likes you, y/n. you weren’t supposed to hear that from me but I figured it’ll help fix this whole situation.”

you were sorta stunned at this point and you didnt know how to respond to the indirect confession

why would this help the situation when Jisung would be back tomorrow anyways

and your heart somewhat stopped? like dead nothing but you didn’t know what that meant.

guilt? feelings? of what? HA you didn’t know so you just ignored it

you nodded and smiled weakly before getting out of the car, a tiny thank you merely leaving your mouth

you hear seungmin leave as you entered your door, nothing but questions circling your mind

,,,,,

“screw you” you say through your phone

your eyelids were partly covering your eyes and the moisture in your throat was absent

“you call me at 3 in the morning just to say screw you?” seungmin replied groggily

“you drilled jisung’s feelings into my head and I can’t stop thinking about it–“

“and?”

“and? dude it was already bad in the first place that I made him walk out like that but now that I know he has a crush on me? that makes me feel even worse.”

“I thought you were annoyed with him?” seungmin whispered

“I-I am but,,, ughshjdj”

“goodnight y/n”

you didn’t even get to say anything as seungmin hung up

,,,,

you woke up with bags under your eyes rip

the first thing you told yourself was to apologize to jisung and maybe...

your mom knocked on your to make sure that you were awake bc seungmin would be picking you up in a bit

you really hoped he’d have jisung there since it would be easier to apologize that way instead of tracking him down

you were wrong tho as you found seungmin alone in his car

“you’re not driving jisung?” was the first thing you said

“good morning to you too..”

you hummed and plopped into the passenger’s seat, buckling your seatbelt shortly after

“he refused... didn’t think he’d still be affected from yesterday. thts not the jisung I know. he would be back to his usual self even after something like that,” seungmin uttered, “guess you really hurt his lil heart”

you sensed the teasing tone in seungmin’s voice as he backed out of the driveway

“shut up I feel guilty and you know it,,,”

seungmin let out a small laugh and shook his head at you

at school you decided to spend it normally but also you were looking for jisung in order to apologize

the few times you actually saw him, he was at the end of the hall and when you called out for him he hurriedly skrrted a different way and then he was gone as if he disappeared into thin air

usually he’d come up to you and mess up your hair while you guys were walking opposite directions

in the class you had with him, he sat near the front instead at the back beside you and

jisung didn’t show up at lunch and the way you were constantly looking at the door made it obvious to the others you were looking for him

“he isn’t riding with us again, isn’t he” you guessed. you could see jisung’s head of blonde hair among other people at the bus stop and you didn’t know why but you felt sorta sad that he was actually keeping it up

seungmin was right, this wasn’t jisung and at this point you didn’t feel just guilt but you sorta missed him too

it’s only been a day but tbh you were growing so used to the daily dose of jisung just being loud and being there the past few years that his absence was so obvious and you didn’t like it

“you know what I noticed today?” seungmin asked

“what,” your answer was monotone, your attention on the screen of your phone

“you seemed to miss jisung,,, if not miss then like,,, you just didn’t like him not being there,” you could hear the growing smile in seungmin’s voice

you mentally cursed, yeah you had the thoughts of not liking him not being there but you didn’t need the confirmation that seungmin provided

“what’s that supposed to mean?” The drive was quick and seungmin was already at your house

“you can figure that out, you’re a big girl now” he winked and then playfully pushed you out the car

“seungmin I swear you always do this and it never ends up well for me” you retorted with a grunt in your voice

“bye y/n” seungmin yelled before you threw the door closed

it’s been almost a week since the incident and jisung was surprisingly still keeping it up

which honestly was weird as hell since he was one clingy mf

it wasn’t like you didn’t want to apologize for your words but you literally couldn’t

jisung was so out of reach and every chance that you got, he dodged that shit

you didn’t mentally or physically know it but you were actually starting to long for him now and you just straight up missed him

you DIDNT know this though, not until you texted seungmin

the digital clock that sat on your bedside table displayed 9:19 pm and you just finished the assignment that was given to you that day

your mind was now moving towards the situation you were seemingly stranded in right now

could I possibly like jisung?

Wait no that’s gross I just miss him, as friend. That’s different

you groaned out loud and grabbed your phone, sending seungmin a text

[9:22] y/n: yo I have a question

[9:22] minnie: sure what is it

[9:23] y/n: what did you mean the other day

[9:23] y/n: when you said that shit about me missing him

[9:23] y/n: and don’t lie to me seungmin you know you were trying to hint something

[9:26] minnie: dude you know

[9:26] minnie: I know you know it

[9:27] minnie: its pretty obvious

you heart was constantly skipping beats because it honestly couldn’t be

you really hoped it was true and that you weren’t just feeling this because you felt bad for jisung

[9:28] y/n: yea but I need someone to say it

[9:28] y/n: i don’t trust myself

you huffed and put the front of your phone face down onto your bed

maybe I do? it wouldn’t be bad if I did right?

you phone buzzed which caught you off guard

why were you making a big deal out of this? It’s just feelings oh my gad

[9:30] minnie: you like him

shit-oh-my-gad

that was it

you pressed your lips into a thin line and felt the pit of your stomach bubble

[9:31] y/n: thanks

[9:31] y/n: this isnt just guilt talking right?

[9:32] minnie: from my perspective?

[9:32] y/n: that’s better than my perspective, you basically know me better than I know myself

[9:33] minnie: okay

[9:34] minnie: I think that jisung grew on you at some point

[9:34] minnie: when this first started, you were actually fuming and shit

[9:34] minnie: like it was actually really scary

[9:34] minnie: then you softened up after a while and you just tried to keep that image so it wouldn’t show tht u did

[9:35] minnie: at first I thought I was just overthinking but once I noticed you looking every 3 secs at the door for jisung or you actually asked bout him being there or sum, that said it all

[9:35] minnie: so no I don’t think it’s guilt talking, don’t feel bad

[9:35] minnie: you just didn’t notice bc you’re really stupid

you felt relieved at seungmin’s words

maybe he was right, maybe you did grow soft but you simply hadn’t noticed

[9:36] y/n: thanks minnie, now I just fucked more by telling him off the other day

[9:36] y/n: also don’t call me stupid

[9:37] minnie: talk to him, it’s obvious that he’s forcing himself at this point

[9:37] minnie: we’re basically his only friends. You really think he could spend this whole time alone at school

[9:37] minnie: he still talks to me tho, just talk to him

[9:38] y/n: I will

your plan was that if jisung managed to avoid you during the day, you’d talk to him after school

you contemplated whether you should  just apologize or apologize and tell him how you felt

the latter seemed like so much and you didn’t even know if he liked you still after the incident

seungmin smiled down at you when you quietly sat in the passenger’s

“good morning” he greeted. he backed out of the driveway and started on his way

“morning” you replied with a monotone voice, thoughts all on what you were going to say to jisung

“gonna talk to jisung?”

“yeah...” you unconsciously began to fiddle with the zipper of your bag, “do you know if he still,, likes me? Idk whether I should say I like him too or just apologize.”

seungmin let out an airy laugh that made you want to smack him but you restrained yourself

“last time I talked to him I think he did,” seungmin kept his eyes on the road

“when was that?” you felt like deflating like a balloon

“last night”

you almost jumped out of the car window at that answer. you were ecstatic yet at the same time scared

“liar” you let out

“I swear, you can check my texts if you want, unless you don’t wanna see him sulking over you hurting him”

yikers

so the decision was made. apologize, explain, then confess and explain that too

,,,,

morning was eventless. jisung was sat at the front near the door again

you sorta figured it was to get out just as the bell rings

there was no way you would be given the chance to talk to him so that sucked ass

lunch, he was gone again obviously

Maybe after school was best? It was easier that way.

“I can force him to get a ride with me or something,,,” seungmin suggested

he saw the look on your face the one he’s been seeing this whole week

you agreed even though you knew it wouldn’t work, it was better than nothing, and you never know

“I’ll say you’re riding with me.” seungmin seemed to have it all planned but you knew jisung was too smart for this

you nodded and smiled weakly, “it’ll be a good try but i dont think it’ll work”

“We’ll see. You never know.”

It just so happened that once you got to seungmin’s car after school, there was no jisung in sight

you shifted your view to the bus stop where you’d normally see the boy as well, but he was not there either

“he said he’d be in the spare room down the fine arts hall,” seungmin stated. He could read you like a book.

Your face screamed confusion

“do you think i should go there?” you shook your head and opened the car door, “you know what? This can wait tomorrow…”

“just go, y/n. In a way he’s asking for it, he’s alone in a quiet room, that’s perfect for an apology and a confession. This could be your only chance in a while,” seungmin played with the car keys in his hands and then gave you a rather tempting look over the car

You stood there and contemplated

maybe you weren’t ready and you should wait a day or two to get things sorted

but at the same time you really wanted to just get things fixed with jisung

you glanced over at seungmin and found him staring back at you with raised brows and straight and serious face

“do it”

again it took you a moment to decide but seungmin was right, this chance was a good chance

“okay but you better wait here so i could get a ride home.”

“no problem with me, ill just sit here listening to some jams.”

you let out a tiny wheeze and threw your bag onto the floor of his car before making your way back in

you hated going back in since you were walking against people walking out. you were just glad that it was at the end of the day and that meant the school was emptying

you mindlessly made your way to the spare room and then stood at the door to peek through the window

at first you thought that jisung wasnt in there but as you brought your face closer to the window, you see jisung sitting against the wall

he had his knees propped up as a ‘stand’ for a notebook he had opened and he had a pencil in one hand

his headphones were half off but you could clearly see the tiny grin that appeared on his face and the way he subtly bopped his head

that’s wholesome

you huffed out a huge breath and knocked on the door. when you see jisung look up, you turn the doorknob and push it open to enter

“y-y/n?” he stammered while he abruptly stood up, carelessly dropping the things that were in his hands a second ago

“can i talk to you?” you inched closer before you stopped about a metre away from him, giving his space

he sunk his hands into the sleeves of his sweater and kept his head low, trying to avoid eye contact

“yeah”

You squeezed your eyes really quick before looking back at his tiny looking figure, though he was taller than you by a bit

“I really really want to apologize for the other day… I was really mad about a car situation that morning and my tolerance level was really low and I-- I’m sorry I took it out on you and said those words. I really didn’t mean any of that,” that went better than expected... now for the confession

Jisung brought himself to look up and look at you, making your heart beat faster by the minute

he opened his mouth to say something but you hadn’t noticed since it was your turn to avoid eye contact

you kept going with the plan, “i didn’t want to admit, especially to you, but i actually missed you during these past almost two weeks? seungmin mentioned something that made me feel weird-”

jisung finally stopped you, “I accept your apology, i shouldve stopped when you asked, i was stupid for not listening.”

his brain finally processed the second thing you added which made him jump

did seungmin tell him he liked you or? If he did, he knew damn well he was meeting seungmin on some rooftop

and you missed him? The fuck was happening?

“W-what?” jisung stuttered.

“Jisung,,,” he watched you take a deep breath and said, “ i don’t know how to explain this-- but i didn’t like you not being there? If that makes any sense. It’s not the same as if hyunjin or felix or even seungmin was gone,,, I literally waited for you to come in and sit with us and I felt a slight change in mood when i realized you weren’t riding home with me and seungmin,,,”

“what do you mean, y/n?”

jisung was just as slow as you damn

“It means that I like you, jisung, and i hate myself for not realizing until i hurt you and after all the shit that happened… i’d understand if you don’t like me back anymore,,, this was a reach.”

So seungmin did tell her, he thought

“You like me?” jisung was almost glowing and his gummy smile soon began to appear but he resisted

You nodded sheepishly

“Well,,,” jisung crossed his arms and brought his chin high, “i don’t like you back”

You were shook and a look of worry was slapped onto your face

“I’m joking,” he broke out into a smile, “i really like you back”

“I hate you!” you say, slapping his arm, “i really thought i looked fucking stupid doing that”

On the inside, you were jumping for joy, this was the jisung you knew, annoying and loud, but it was your fault for falling for the boy

[hellomynudebrain]

A commoner for you, today. (Juminxreader)

Hi!

Sorry for the late update. But I had some issues and, well. I can’t write in theses past days, so without taking much time  I leave  my first attemp of writting a fluff fanfic, so I hope you like it.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. HAN!”

Those were the words  that a few strangers told to your husband. He and you wanted a really simple celebration with the RFA, his father and you. But at the last moment his father prepared a party with a bunch of bussiness partners and a really, really rich people.

His father rented a whole restaurant on the most expensive hotel in the city. The place was a decoraded with a minimalistic style. All in black and white, the dishes were so well decoraded and were from lobster to caviar, and the desserts were ice cream with pieces of gold and chocolate cake made by a chef that used Godiva, organic eggs and milk from a cow of Kobe, and even you were dress with the most expensive brand, makeuo, shoes, accesories, well, the luxury was in the air.

But you were far from you love one. But even if it was lonesome, you took this oportunity to go out from the party and do something special for him, excuse yourself and telling that you have a stomach ache. 

He didn’t want to spend the last few hours with these people, but he didn’t risk you for anything. So he let you go without him.

He arrived late that night. He went directly to the bed, and when he saw you lay down on the bed, in deep sleep he felt realieved, but just a little dissapointed, because he couldn’t spend that his day with you. Although he couldn’t suspect what you planed for him.

The next morning, Elizabeth the third, enter to the room and jump on his stomach and made him stand up  abruptly from the bed. Then when he put his hand over the bed and didn’t feel you, he got worried. 

He went out from the room in a rush maybe you were in the bathroom. But you weren’t there. We look in the kitchen and the living room, but you weren’t.  He really got work up. He got dress with the firts pieces of clothes he found. But  exactly at the momnt he was going outside for looking at you. You enter at the penhouse with a few bags on your hands. 

“...LOVE!...Where were you?”

“ I went to buy some...stuff for us.” You stopped a moment when you talked, because you didn’t want to spoil the surprise.

“WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! If you need anything I can send someone to the store and buy wichever stuff you wanted! You know you can use my money!”

You got scared from all the yelling but, when you looked at close, you found out he wear the pants from his suit from last night, a weird pink t-shirt with a cat showing the middle finger , your cat slippers and your pink bathrobe. And to finished a really concerned face with a messy hair.

“Sorry, Jumin. I had to go out. I know that is not a excuse but...sorry” He got surprised when you hug him from nowhere, but he hug you back. You could feel his hands shaking while he hold you in his arms. 

The guilt hit you, but at this time all the hard work you  did  at the last minute yesterday, couldn’t be waste.

“...Alright...I have a surprise for you...but first change this...outfit...with the clouthes I bought.” Then you took one of the bags and gave it to him. 

“Then go, go! Because we’re late” and pushed him inside the room to change his clothes.

Once he changed and get out from the room. He got surprise with the outfit you chose. It was a casual look, a cap and a pair of fashion glasses. He was confused. His foxed look was so cute that you gave him a peck on the lips and take his hand.

“Come. Let’s get out from here!”

You two, came out from the back of the building.The last thing you wanted were the papparazzi taking pictures from both of you and ruined your plans.

You took the subway to the center of the city. Nobody would ever suspected that the C&R's CEO and his wife took the subway.

First, you went to an old bookstore. He was more confused than he was on the morning.

"... Ehm... Love?"

"What's wrong Jumin?"

"It's not my intention to be rude with you... Specially with my princess... But what are we doing here?..." He asked you with one eyebrown up.

"*giggle*"

"What is so funny?!"

"Please trust me, it part of my present and apologize gift for my ausense  of the party... and the mornig. Just come with me.."

"... I trust you, but after what happened in the morning... Well..."

"I'm really sorry. But... Pleaseee!" You pauted a bit, but knowing perfectly that one the things Jumin find of you adorable and when you do it you’re invinsible.

"... Ah... Alright... I follow you..."

"Yes" You took him inside the bookstore with your link hands. Usually he wants to hold his hand in every event you go, for stop any kind of approuch from any guy, but this time he felt shy. And the worst of it, it's that you know.

All the bookstore smell like old paper, to you and Jumin it didn’t bother any way. But you went directly to a stand. And took a old book with yellow paste. 

“..Here, Jumin. My first present for you...”

He look at you all confused, but he told you that he trust you, so he took the book.

“...What’s this?”

“ Just turn the book, silly”

“...This is...”

“Yes, tht’s the book you were looking for months. The tiger in the house by Carl Van Vechten. “

“...”

“..Jumin?”

“Thank you, my princess! I was looking for it so much. This way I can teach to Elizabeth the 3er her importance in this world.” He smiled broadly,

“Well..that’s your first present. So, let’s go, because we’re late.” Once more you took him by this time from his arm. 

You took him to the arcade and play like fools. He didn’t know how to play at the begining, but after a while he beat you at every game. Once you finished, you went directly to the theater, watched a old action movie. He thought that wasn’t a reallly good choice but after see it he got excited. He never expected that the commoner way of living was so amusing, you told him this is not a zoo.  After the movie, both of you rushed to take the bus to the  amusement. He felt out of place with so much pleople in just one car. But when a guy approached behind you and looked suspicious to him. He immediatly took action and change your place for his. You took the carrusel, the rollercouster and the ferri wheel. He neves experienced this and he had so much fun. He got kind of sick on the rollercoster and dizzy on the ferri wheel, but seeing you with such smiling face...he couldn’t be more happy. 

At last, you took a taxi to a small and family restaurant. He thought that maybe you were going to his favorite luxurious resturant, but instead you took him to a cheap place like that. but anyway, it was you way from showing love to him. So, who cares.

Once inside the restaurant one waitress recived you. She instantly began to flirt with Jumin, what made you completly jelous.So you sticked to his arm and got clingy. Until you arrived to the table, you never let him go. 

You ordered the food that he has ever ate in his life. Pizza, pasta, fries, hamburgers, and more. He suspected the appearance of the food, but once he ate it, all was forgotten. 

Finally just before you went home, you told him a few words.

“Jumin...I know it’s late, but I want you to know that...” He took your hand and saw you in a way you knew he wanted to talk first.

“...Love, before you talk. I love you. I was sad yesterday because you disappeared and I felt alone, like the time before metting you...” His voice began to crack.

“Jumin...”

“Please, let me finished...At that time I thought that the love was only a marketing thing that most of the companies invented to sales more on  February 14th, but I got to meet you. And know about you...I never knew that...this love...now I can live withou it, without you...I know why the intention of yours to spend in ordenary places...because today I’m not Jumin Han , the CEO from the C&R company or the heir from a huge amount of money. Jus today I’m an ordenary man that loves this extra ordenary woman”  You wanted to cry but you hang them. He kiss you hand. for that instant it looked like who recived a gift was you, and not him. 

this time you took a taxi to get home. When you get out from the car. You kept pushing to the building and when you finally get inside. 

“HAPPY BITHDAY, JUMIN!” All the RFA was there. 

“Happy birthday, Jumin!” 

“Thank you, my love.” And kissed you.

[multifandom-kpop-scenarios]

Hello I know u havent been posting but if you see this I wanted to request a first date with mingyu. maybe a amusement park or something cute like tht.

Hello, anon! We’re really trying to pick up the slack, so I hope you’ll continue supporting us! As always, thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy the scenario. Please excuse any possible mistakes I have made.

Admin Rex

Mingyu had been your friend throughout most of your high school years together. You actually met him when running an errand for a friend - i.e. running around trying to get to the cafeteria to get them lunch. Mingyu was so tall and easily noticeable, but you somehow managed to entirely overlook him while searching your wallet for spare change. You had run into him, causing him to spill his milk on you. He’d apologized several times and offered you napkin after napkin - which isn’t surprising knowing he always carries napkins just because he knows how clumsy he tends to be.

You had coincidentally met him in the hallways of the school, and he greeted you with the same goofy grin, canines and all. Somehow, you eventually became friends. At the time, you didn’t know he was currently a trainee under Pledis, you probably wouldn’t have been affected by this information. On occasion, you’d end up hanging out with him and his friend Seungkwan, who was also a trainee. It wasn’t until your final year of high school when he asked you what your plans for the future were. You responded saying you planned on heading off for college. When you asked him, his eyes held an ethereal sparkle. He had a huge smile when he told you that he was going to be an idol someday, and you better watch out for him.

When you and Mingyu graduated - an event full of cheesy smiles and tearful eyes - you knew you wouldn’t get very many chances to see him. His time became consumed with preparing for the day he’d be an idol. On his lucky and rare days off, he would either call you and talk for an hour or two, or he’d invite you to hang out. It was a few months before he’d debuted that he asked you if you’d go out with him. He was so nervous that he dropped the bouquet of arranged flowers he’d prepared for you.

Though he had asked you out, you hadn’t gone on a proper date with him. You didn’t want to be pushy about it, so you chose to never mention it. One day, while hanging out with the newly debuted Seventeen, Wonwoo and Joshua had told you he was nervous about asking you out and that he’d been trying to pick somewhere to go, only looking for places that you could do stuff together at. It touched you, that he was so thoughtful about it. Eventually, Mingyu worked up his courage and asked you on your first date, but said where you were going would be a surprise until then.

It was a Saturday morning. Mingyu told you to be ready for him to get you. You knew that his manager would be driving you to your location, and that was okay. You dressed very casually, just some pants and a tee shirt with a jacket thrown over. Mingyu was knocking on the door of your apartment around 10:10am. He was dressed just as casually - and he still managed to look as stunning as ever - and regarded you with pure happiness in his smile.

“Are you ready, (Y/N)?” Mingyu looked at you with a smile that seemed as if he had endless joy. You nodded and followed him out to where Seventeen’s manager had parked. Mingyu climbed into the backseat with you, and the shenanigans began. You talked about nothing and everything, playfully arguing here and there over things as small as whether sherbet ice cream was as good as cookie dough ice cream.

The car ride felt so short, and you wished you had more time to talk to Mingyu like this. You were surprised to see where Mingyu had decided to bring you for your first date. Currently, you stood outside one of the hottest arcades in Seoul: Funny Land. You should have known Mingyu would take you here. You remember making an offhand remark about how you wanted to come here. Plus, Mingyu liked games, too, so it worked out pretty well.

Despite feeling like you should have figured he’d bring you here, you still felt surprised. The thought that Mingyu remembered that you wanted to come here made you feel warm inside. Without much thought, you reached out and grasped his hand. Mingyu grinned even wider than he already was, his cheeks held an embarrassed red. It wasn’t that you didn’t hold hands, it just felt more special on your first date.

You both made your way through the doors, and the loud music and arcade sound effects was the first thing to greet you. You spent a few dazed seconds looking around; there was so much to take in. You only snapped out of it when Mingyu tugged on your linked hands to lead you towards a small photo booth. The arcade was primarily full of claw machines, and you could feel your excitement at the thought of winning as many of these polishes you could. Your eyes turned to look back at Mingyu.

“(Y/N), let’s take some photos, yeah?” He was holding the flap of the machine open for you. Together, you squeezed into the booth, and quickly got to work on choosing the settings. You took some simple photos, and if you really wanted more, Mingyu would likely be up for some more.

After the photos, you lead Mingyu over to where a few racing games are lined up against the wall. Instantly, you hopped onto one of the chairs and waited for Mingyu to take a seat before starting the game up. Mingyu turned to you with a confident smile.

“I’ll go easy on you.” You replied with the roll of your eyes. Though you didn’t have a license, you were pretty sure you could drive better than your boyfriend. “Yeah, yeah, sure, Mingyu.”

The race was a total of 3 laps. After constantly swerving into walls and other obstacles, you finally crossed the checkered finish line, and none too early. Just seconds after you won the race, Mingyu had also crossed the finish line. You cheered merrily, and Mingyu pouted. You pat his shoulder in consolation.

“I’ll have you know that as soon as I get my license, I’ll show you that I am a great driver.” Mingyu said as you both headed towards a line of basketball games. He smiled brightly at you, he was always glad to play some basketball.

“I’m not going to get too confident. I think I learned my lesson with the driving game.” He laughed, bright and heartwarming. Admittedly, you knew you were going to lose no matter how hard you tried. Mingyu was always pretty good at basketball, and he was really tall, so, obviously he would win. After arguing that his height is a cheat, he pulled you towards the claw machines.

You took turns trying to win things from the machines, and you got him a small brown dog plush. He held it up next to his face, and you burst out laughing, “Mingyu, it looks just like you!” He looked down at the dog, he looked perplexed.

“How do I look like a dog.” He looked up at you, a goofy grin on his face. You kept laughing, not able to hold it in. He pouted again, before linking your hands together again and pulling you to another machine. At this one, he won you two different bear plushes. Instantly, it became a competition to see who could win the most plushies for the other, and you were both commenting on how ridiculous you looked carrying two different mountains of stuffed toys.

You played a few other games before Mingyu followed you to the karaoke rooms. You spent at least an hour singing your heart out and laughing uncontrollably when Mingyu would sing. You did end up getting lower scores because you couldn’t contain your laughter, but it didn’t matter because you were here, with Mingyu, and you couldn’t ask for more.

Before you knew it, you had spent a total of four hours in the arcade with Mingyu. The sun was at its highest point in the sky when you walked out from the doors. You and Mingyu were matching in the tower of stuffed animals you carried to the car, and the manager lifted an eyebrow at you. Mingyu said something you didn’t quite catch to his manager before opening the door to the car for you. The manager pulled out in the direction opposite of where you lived, and you looked at Mingyu. He only grinned his sunny grin as an answer. The car ride was shorter than the first, and you arrived at a small café. Mingyu smiled as he got out, and you followed him.

The café was small and mostly empty. It had a slight rustic feel, but it was definitely something Mingyu would like. After placing your order, you took a seat near the window, Mingyu across from you. You talked a bit about his upcoming schedule, you quietly noted that he would be a bit busy, and you likely wouldn’t be able to have another date like this for a while. That didn’t matter, not with the way Mingyu looked at you like you were his world.

Your order arrived and you sipped on your drink and ate a few sweets Mingyu ordered for you to share. This part of the date felt shy, like you’d only known each other for a few months instead of a few years. There were shy glances and nervous laughs, evidence of the first date jitters you should have felt at the arcade. The sun was beginning to set, and Mingyu had a busy day tomorrow, so you both reluctantly decided to conclude the date.

The car ride home was cozy, leaving you with tender feelings and fleeting daydreams reminiscent of the date. When the car stopped in front of your home, Mingyu walked you to your doorstep.

“Next time, we should go to a dog cafe.” Mingyu grinned, like the sun was actually his smile. He hesitantly and reluctantly let go of your hand. “Good night, (Y/N).”

[jadeartist123]

Change happens in an Instant. A Helga g. Pataki

Story. Chapter 1

Helga 4 years old....

She was walking alone in the rain on her way to preschool. Her lunch box empty and covered in mud. She was so cold but wanted to get to school. Her parents yet again only seemed to care about Olga and her wonderfulness. Maybe school will be better. Of there's someone getting out of the car. A small boy was standing next to her. Why?

"You looked like you needed the umbrella" he said with the most amazing smile. " I like your bow." He gave her his umbrella and walked into the school. She shook off the mud and just stared at him through the doors. This phenomenal feeling. What is it she wondered. Is this what love?... Love should feel like? It was so warm and happy, not like her home cold and lonely. Maybe I'll follow him for a while she thought.........

Helga 8 years old....

She just couldn't be nice could she. Nope had to be mean. Oh why oh why did she care what others thought when she could just tell that beautiful football head how she loved him. Nonono he wasn't ready for tht. Even at 8 she knew her love was abnormal. She shouldn't feel as strong for a boy as she does but we'll as the years progressed want Olga stayed less and less time at home now that she was in high school, Miriam drank her "smoothies " more and Bob was always at work or watching tv with beer. Much preferred to the nights he come home and her parental units would argue all night leaving a destroyed living room snd kitchen and yet again no food for Helga to make lunch or dinner . Her stomach gurgled Or breakfast. She was getting real tired of always asking pheobe to ask

Her mom to make an extra Pb and j sandwich but pheobes mom just thought she was growing . Pheobe offered to get her to stay over at least 4 times a week but they had to always eventually be just their family and she would return to her house. It wasn't even a real home but it did hold all her treasures from her beloved and her shrines. Only reason she even went there anymore....... man she was tired and it was only morning recess. Pretending to hate everyone and arnold and being hungry all the time was just becoming a bit much for her. ...

Ring ring ring

There was the bell and there was pheobe waving her over. Time to put the charade back on.......

Helga 11 years old.......

Well she had confessed to arnold and they chose to ignore it.... just the way she wanted it. Boobs business was booming which made to happy so no more locking her door at night when he was drunk and had a rough day a d took it out of everything. She at least wasn't hungry, just scared. Talking to hrper therapist helped but even with pheobe and everyone being more friendly towards her... She was scared to let her walls down. Miriam had been acting weird as well. She had ice in her hand this morning and refused to look her daughter in the eye today.... Helga had a suspicion what was going on but.... just too much going on with saving the neighborhood and kissing... Oh kissing her beloved with a full real kiss instead of that lifeguard saving for or a fake play kiss but a real feel his lips mold to hers kiss.... Maybe life would turn around after this......

Helga age 12......

Rain was pouring, it was thundering and Helga was in an alley in a box... Oh how her year had changed.. She finally was HAPPY. REALLY HAPPY.Arnold and her were kinda of dating and he had his parents back.. but only 2 months after San Lorenzo, Miriam left Bob for good. She had had enough of his beatings and just left. She didnt leave a note or nothing. Olga found out and stopoed talking to bob and helga who had no choice but to stay with her dad. Bob lost all his business and now worked at an apple store as a csr They lived in a crummy apartment and she couldn't go see her therapist anymore. Bob couldn't afford it. As the months progressed he jyst seemed to get angrier and angrier. He destroyed the apartment at least three times but Helga just stayed in her room. She never worried too much since arnold was there and Gerald and pheobe. But it all changed a month ago. Bob was immensely drunk as Helga made dinner one night

[chilvane]

so really like, rose is pink diamond and rose shattered pink diamond are both storylines tht have a lot of narrative potential, if handled well. however, the crewniverse being stuck to the medium they're in (11 minute children's cartoon) means that they only could've really done one of them well and interesting from a plot and character perspective. ... and they chose the wrong one. being a kid's show tht has such a short time slot, su can't cover the shattering pink diamond story with the depth it needs to. trying to say sometimes a cause needs to resort to extremes in order to save the most ppl , and not that everyone has to be ready to take that step is something a cartoon /CAN/ cover (see: atla) but su can't because they need stuff to happen in an episode tht isn't just a huge moral or else its objectively boring for kids to watch. So they have to go with s shortened condensed "but killing is WRONG" moral with no further depth. A well-written shattered pink diamond storyline would have steven coming to terms with the fact that while he wouldn't make the choice his mom did cause he couldn't take someone's life, it's what was needed to free countless gems. with either a really long arc (which could happen but probably wouldn't), longer episodes, and/or being in literally any perspective than just steven's so they can cut between action and moral, this is a storyline that could have worked and been well written but it doesn't fit those confines so it can't be well written. Rose IS pink diamond, however? she could've been written as someone who was made the role, possibly on earth and did objectively horrible things until falling in love with the planet and its organic life. realizing that they're all so unique and wanting to apply that to homeworld and gem culture, rebelling against the other tyrannical leaders. Spending her whole life trying to redeem herself because she did the things she's saving her followers from. protecting her followers from attacks the diamonds bring targeting her for defecting. Rose giving up her life to become one of the living beings that inspired her to change. these are all things that can be built up by small comments and flashbacks in the timeslot allotted, or even a story episode like the answer tht the room tells steven. but we get a storyline where rose shattered a tyrant, and everyone treats that like it was her Only Fault, when it was one thing that she did , not right but out of necessity.