#oh right i should tag hhh

[purpleandstarlight]

Hua Cheng about those ""losers"" who fall in love with someone and then don't end up becoming so obsessed with them that they fight for them, die for them, become a ghost king for them and spend 800+ years of their immortal life simping for them despite barely talking with said person during those 800+ years:

[madhatterbri]

Unbothered | F.B. Part 4

Summary: When Finn and JD go up against Jey Uso and Braun Strowman in a tag team match, Reader can't seem to hide her excitement during Jey's entrance and she starts yeeting along with the crowd. Finn notices this and he gets really jealous which Pat and Michael are quick to point out later on 🤣. The rest is up to you.

Also, I got a request for I need more teasing from Pat and Michael in Unbothered, please 😀.

Requested by: Anon(s)

Thanks to the @theworldofotps for proofreading this. ❤️

Finn Balor Masterlist

Taglist: @plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps @smallestsnarkestgirl @new-zealand-chic

"Well, as you can see, Michael, we know Finn Balor is on the card tonight based on how our lovely Y/N is dressed," Pat McAfee commented as if it was no big deal. Y/N turned her head to glare at him. She wasn't in anything outrageous. It's a simple black dress that maybe showed off a little cleavage. Nothing scandalous. She has seen way worse.

"I believe she heard you, Pat," Michael Cole commented. The announcer waved at her and smiled. "If you ask me, Y/N looks quite lovely tonight,"

"Thank you, Michael," Y/N smiled yet shot Pat another glare.

Pat was completely unphased by it. "Oh, honey, I've been married almost four years. You need to step up your glare game. How is the dating life going with the prince? Are you carrying a little Pat Jr. yet?"

Michael couldn't hide his laugh. He looked away from Y/N. She saw him bouncing in his chair from laughter. She rolled her eyes at them.

Towards the end of the night, the main event would be Finn Balor and JD McDonagh versus Braun Strowman and Jey Uso for the tag team titles. The champions came out just before commercial break. Finn couldn't hide that he was checking her out.

"Finn seems to love the scenery over here. I hear he is a huge nature lover. Mountains must be a favorite of his," Pat joked and placed his hands over his chest. They were cupped to look like he had bigger boobs. Y/N couldn't help but try to hide her laugh.

"Shhh, we are about to come back on," Michael chuckled.

Finn helped Y/N back inside the ring so she could announce their opponents. Braun Strowman was the first to come out. The arena popped, but it was nothing like what Jey Uso would receive.

Once his music played, the crowd roared. Hands and arms went up and down to do the yeet. Y/N walked out of the ring and towards a barricade. She started to lift her hands up and down. The men and women in the front row surrounded her. The cameras caught them doing the yeet together.

Finn shot a look at Y/N, yet quickly looked away to pay attention to his opponents. The match had a couple of entertaining spots. A couple of times, it seemed that Jey and Braun would win. In the end, Finn was able to perform the coup de Grace and take the victory.

Y/N clapped for the champions. Finn barely looked at her as he grabbed his belt from the referee. The audience started to clear out. The ring announcer walked towards Michael and Pat.

"Another great show, am I right, guys?" Y/N asked. The men peered at each other and then her.

"Someone was a little too hyped for Jey tonight. I refuse to believe that Jey will allow a baby of his to be named Pat," McAfee scoffed.

"What are you talking about? The yeet is fun. Everyone does it. Even you," she defended. Pat was known to stand on a chair or the announcer table to do it.

"Finn didn't even look at you. I think you should talk to him," Michael told her. He was always the more fatherly figure between the two men.

"Yeah, we have a bet going with production and stage crew on this thing, and I don't want to lose to them. We even tried to get HHH in on it, but then I got a lecture on work relationships,"

Y/N scoffed, yet they were right. Things felt weird when he didn't look to see if she was watching. During his finishing move, he didn't even look at her. She groaned inwardly and walked to the back.

"Finn? Everything okay?" Y/N asked once she caught up to him. He just left the shower and was heading to his car. He wore a bucket hat along with a black button-down shirt and black shorts.

"Yeah, fine," he spoke curtly. Oh, he was bothered. She wondered if she should remain unbothered, but something told her to go after him.

"Did I do something?" She asked and stood in front of him. He looked everywhere but in her direction.

"Shouldn't you be checking up on Mister main event?" He asked.

She groaned loudly. "It's just a silly dance. I'm happy you won your first title defense,"

"Thanks," he muttered.

"I know you're bothered by what I did, and I'm sorry. I'll see you next week," she sighed.

When he didn't say anything back to her, she took it as a queue to leave. She turned to walk away from him. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Her breath caught in her throat. Maybe she should make him jealous more often.

They heard people calling for him. Some of the members from Judgment Day wanted to make plans with him after the show. Finn cursed and pulled his head close to hers. His breath tickled against her skin. Their noses touched.

"Not like this," he sighed and kissed her cheek. He left without saying goodbye. Y/N's mouth dropped open in shock.

Maybe now she was the one bothered.

[bteezxyewriter12]

Party

Pairing- Jungkook x Named Reader

Word count- 6.8k

Includes- First meeting, wall sex, pussy eating, blow job, deepthroating, cum eating, table sex, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine

@yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana

@tannie13 @itstyraaxx @borntowalkaway

Jungkook POV

I make my way towards Jin, who's sitting by himself listening to the music

I've mingled with the other idols at Hobi's listening party as well as hang with Jimin and Tae

I know Jin is uncomfortable not really knowing anyone but us, Bang and P Dogg.

He was anxious before the party, worrying about talking to people he doesn't know

We assured him he doesn't have to mingle and he's been sitting alone for awhile

I decided to keep him company for a little

"Hey", I say sitting next to him

"Hey", he answers

"What are you drinking?"

"Alcohol"

I roll my eyes, "No shit. What kind?"

"Beer", he answers, handing me his cup

I take a sip

Not bad

Handing it back to him, I look for Hobi

And proceed to choke on air

There's a girl, hugging Hobi and she's drop dead gorgeous

And the clothes she's wearing, holy shit

So hot

"Who's that?", I breathe

"Who?", Jin asks, looking in the direction I am, "Oh. That's Jo"

Hold up

"Jo? As in his best friend?"

"Yeah"

"I thought Jo was a boy"

Jin shrugs, "No she's a girl. I remember him telling us."

Yeah but her name is a guy's name

Hobi's only ever called his best friend from home Jo

"Her name is Jo"

"Short for Joanne. You don't pay attention when we talk"

Ok fine, I'll give him that

I don't listen for the most part so Hobi could have said something about Jo being a girl

Obviously he did if Jin knows her full name

"Like what you see?", Jin smirks

I give him the side eye, "Are you blind? She's hot"

"No I'm not blind", he snorts, "Yes she's very hot. But I'm noticing your reaction to her"

"Just her looks", I answer, "I don't know her"

"Maybe you should. Maybe you can finally date someone instead of fucking anything that walks"

"Hey!", I argue, "I don't do that"

He raises his eyebrow

"Fine. But it's not anything. I don't fuck all the time and it's not just anyone"

I mean it's people I know like girl staff members

I've had a few one night stands but he's making it sound like it's every night

It's not

"And FYI I don't need a girlfriend"

"Yeah but I don't think you should just fuck Hobi's best friend. I think he'll take issue with that"

"She's her own person", I say defensively, "If she wants to fuck then I'm not gonna say no"

He sighs, "Can you try to get to know her? She's important to Hobi and you can't just smash and drop her"

I roll my eyes

I should be able to fuck her if I want to but I also get Jin's perspective

She's Hobi's friend, she's going to be around

I may have to see her if she comes to something else for Hobi

"I can get to know her", I give in

"Great", he nods approvingly

"Do you think I should go over there?"

Jin shakes his head, "Hobi's introducing her to people. She already met Jimin and Namjoon. He'll make his way here"

He's right

I don't wanna seem desperate

Staying in my spot, I watch Hobi introduce her to Tae, hoping he gets to us soon

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J POV

"Hi I'm Tae", Taehyung says, smiling and shaking my hand

"Hhh...hi", I manage to get out

"Nice to meet you", he says

"Yes very nice", I say, like an idiot

I can't believe I'm meeting BTS members

I had no idea that I would be invited to Hobi's listening party when I called him to congratulate him on his solo album

But he did invite me and here I am

Meeting my idols

"So Yoongi isn't here", Hobi says, as Tae goes back to talking to Jimin, "He's sick"

"Oh that sucks. I hope he'll be ok"

"He will", Hobi assures me

I'm so proud of Hobi

He's worked so hard for years, for BTS and I'm proud he's the first one to release an album

He's so talented and he deserves all this and more

I told him so on the phone and as soon as I got here

I missed my best friend but I understood when he left Gwangju for Seoul

He was following his dream

I'm just glad he never forgot me

Still kept in touch, still called me and now that I moved to Seoul, making time to see me, inviting me to his party

He's so famous and popular but he's the same Hobi I knew from childhood

"But he's here", Hobi says, wiggling his eyebrows

"Stop", I playfully scold, then ask, "Really?"

"Yeah, he's over there with Jin"

I casually glance over and catch an eyeful of Jungkook

Who's looking at me

I immediately turn away, my face so hot

Hobi is laughing and I glare at him

"Don't be scared Jo. He's just like any guy"

I raise my eyebrow, "You're kidding right? He's not just any guy. No one here is just any guy or girl. Except me"

Hobi shakes his head, "He's just a person like everyone else. And a huge pain in the ass. And a dork"

I giggle, "Yeah but all of you are dorks"

He puts his hand to his chest, giving me an exaggerated shocked face, "Excuse me"

I roll my eyes, "Oh please Hobi. You know you're a dork"

He smiles, "Yeah but I learned from you"

"Fair", I answer, smiling

"So you wanna meet him?", Hobi asks

I do

I really do

But I know I'm gonna be an awkward idiot

Jungkook is someone I've had a huge crush on for so long

Well as much as one can have a crush on a celebrity

And Hobi loves to make fun of me for it

"I uhh...I"

"You'll be fine. C'mon", he says, putting his arm around my shoulders and steering me in Jungkook's and Jin's direction

"He's already looking at you", Hobi says quietly, "The way he's looking means he wants to fuck you. Whether you do it or not is up to you"

"Uh what?", I gape

"You heard me. And you're a big girl, you can decide what to do on your own"

"You don't care if I chose to...you know?"

He shakes his head, "Nope. Have at it. Or not. Just don't get upset if he doesn't want anything more. He's kinda a man whore. So fair warning"

Great

I mean why wouldn't he be a man whore?

He's fucking hot, the golden maknae of course girls are going to throw themselves at him

Of course he wouldn't see me any differently no matter who I'm friends with

It's slightly disappointing but I can't do anything about it

And I don't have to sleep with him

We can just be friends

All too soon we are standing in front of Jungkook and Jin and my legs are slightly shaking

"Kookie, Jinnie this is my best friend Joanne. Or Jo if she says you can call her that", Hobi says looking at me

I nod

"Jo it is", he amends

"Hhh..hi", I stammer like a complete moron

"Hi", Jin says standing up, "Nice to meet you"

"Yes. It's amazing to meet you", I say like a total fangirl

Jungkook stands up and I look up at him

"Hey", he smiles, "Nice to meet you too"

My whole face is on fire but I manage to smile, "Great to meet you too"

"So that's all the members that are here. You can meet Yoongi a different time now that you live in Seoul"

He better not be about to leave me alone with them

I just met them

I thought he'd stay with me awhile

He looks at me, "I'm gonna mingle some more"

Oh god

He's ditching me

I glare hard at him, "Hobi"

"Don't worry Jungkook and Jin don't bite"

I gape at him

I'm so gonna kill him

He's dead

"Actually I need the bathroom", Jin says, then excuses himself and leaves

No, I can't stay here with Jungkook alone

Where is Jimin?

Jimin is always attached to Jungkook in the behind the scenes videos they take

Or Tae?

Where are they?

"Alright well Jungkook will hang out with you", Hobi says

"Yeah, cool", Jungkook answers

"I uh-", I start

"Great. I'll see you later", Hobi interrupts

He kisses my cheek, then leaves before I could say anything

Oh god

I turn back to Jungkook, so fucking nervous

We just stand there for a few seconds then I say, "Uh actually I need the bathroom too"

He nods, pointing the way, "It's over there. I'll wait for you there"

He nods towards a table

He's gonna wait for me?

Why?

That's so strange

"Uh yeah ok", I answer, then turn and head straight to the bathroom so I can get a fucking grip and talk to him like a normal person

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Jungkook POV

I sit at the table with my wine as I watch her practically run to the bathroom

She's nervous

I get it, I'm nervous when I meet celebrities too

I almost shit my pants when I met Charlie Puth

I saw Hobi talking to her, maybe warning her about me

I hope he didn't

She's so much more beautiful than I thought so that helps me want to get to know her

It's shallow I know but it is what it is

She walks back into the room and I call her name, waving her over

She comes, a wary look on her face

"Sit", I say, gesturing to the seat next to me

If I'm gonna get to know her, I should be able to hear her

"So, how long have you known Hobi?"

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"Pictures Jungkook", Namjoon says as he walks by us

"Yeah in a minute", I answer

I'm too engrossed in her story of how she won the tug of war for a PS5

She grabbed it first but someone tried to take it from her

"The guy was strong but I wasn't letting go. It was mine. He knew it was mine. He keeps saying that I'm a girl so I don't need it"

Idiot

I hate when guys think girls aren't gamers

I know lots of girls, online of course, who play games better than guys

And I discovered she is one

I discovered a lot of things about her while we talked

Her friendship with Hobi, her job as a video game designer, her likes, dislikes, favorite things

I already know her favorite video games are the assassin Creed series

I know she loves old games like Mario

I know she loves Pokemon and her favorite is Charmander

Her favorite color is black, she likes makeup, she loves chocolate especially Reese's, she lives in PJs, she's a black belt in taekwondo, she lives in a small studio apartment, she moved here from the U.S., her parents are both Norwegian, she has no siblings and she has a boy German shepherd named Rexy

She's so cool and for once I'm glad I listened to Jin

"Did you curse him out?", I ask

"Yes. He hit my hand to make me let go and I punched him in the face. That made him let go of the PS5"

"You punched....no way!"

She nods, "He hit me first. There were witnesses. One guy said he was going to deck him if I already hadn't. That's how I got my PS5."

"You are amazing", I gape, "Seriously so bad ass"

She smiles shyly, blushing, "Thanks"

I nod just as Namjoon screams my name

I snap my gaze to him, "I'm coming!"

"I'll go with you", she says, "If you want"

I nod, "I want"

Standing, I take her hand, tugging her along with me

As I pose for pictures, I see her taking some too

When we're done, I go back to her

"Lemme see", I ask, gesturing to her phone

She blushes but shows me the pictures she took

A lot is just of me

One where I'm doing Tae's peace sign, one doing the rock sign

As I scroll I find a picture of me sitting at the table waiting for her when she went to the bathroom

I show her the picture, my eyebrows raised

"You looked cute", she shrugs helplessly

I smile, seeing how cute she is

"It's a nice picture", I say, handing her the phone back

Standing in a minute of silence, I ask, "Dance?"

"Uh. I don't really-"

"Please?"

She hesitates then nods

Taking her near the guys, I face her, starting to move little steps

She just stands there, her face on fire

"C'mon Jo. You can move. Just go side to side"

I show her, doing an exaggerated dance, making her crack a smile

She starts to move with me and I nod encouragingly

We keep dancing and she starts moving her feet too

As I watch her, I notice she can dance, I just think she's too self conscious

I can fix that

I offer her some of my wine and she shakes her head

"It's just a little", I encourage

She bites her lip then reaches for my glass

She sips some, smiling at me

I'm surprised that I'm having a lot of fun with her

I still want to fuck her, no doubt about that but I am having fun

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After a few more drinks, we're both loosened up

Not drunk but loose

"Kookie", she giggles as I do exaggerated faces and silly moves, twisting my body around

"Like my moves?", I ask, wiggling my eyebrows

"They're very nice", she snorts

"I don't think you can look away", I tease her

"Yeah, it's like a train wreck. I can't look away"

I pout as the song ends

"Fine", I sigh dramatically, grabbing my drink, "No more dancing"

Instead I lay down on the small stage, on my back, my knees up, holding my glass

"Jungkook get up", she laughs

I giggle shaking my head

"C'mon", she says, coming over and taking my hand, pulling me towards her

Instead, I pull her to me and she tumbles on top of me

"Oof", she says, her upper body on my chest, "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you"

"Pft no, you're not heavy", I answer, moving on my elbow

"Yeah well I'm sorry anyway", she says, her face so close to mine

"It's fine", I say, my eyes moving to her lips

So pretty, so pink

I wonder if they're as smooth as they look

Without thinking, I close the distance between us, pressing my lips against hers

As soon as I do it's like everything in my world changes, everything flips

Holy shit

She kisses me back, her arms moving around my neck

"Guys", Hobi interrupts

We pull away as I look up at him

"Take this in the back room where there's no cameras", he says, warning in his voice

Right, shit

I so don't need this leaked anywhere

Hobi helps her up as I get up

"Don't be so stupid", he growls in my ear before walking away

"Jungkook-"

"Come with me", I say, taking her hand

She nods and I lead her to the dressing room we all got ready in

Closing the door behind us, I face her moving closer

The second my lips touch hers, heat runs though my body

Jesus, her kiss is amazing

I kiss her harder, sliding my tongue in her mouth

She responds, her arms going around my neck, pulling me against her

Kissing her wildly, I roll my hips into her, my hard cock moving against her

Her hand fists my hair in the back of my head, pushing her hips into me too

As we hump each other, I slide my hands under her shirt, feeling her soft skin

She moans softly, pressing her body harder against mine

"We don't have to", I say, kissing her neck

I can't believe I'm saying this

I can't believe I'm not trying to take her clothes off yet

I want to fuck her but I'm not going to force her

I want her to want me too

"I...I want to", she says, breathlessly

"Are you sure?", I ask, still checking

"Yes, fuck yes"

"Good", I answer, finally moving my hands down, opening her pants as she kicks her boots off

I pull them and panties down while her hands shoves my Tshirt off

"Jesus", she breathes, looking at me

She bites her lower lip as she runs her hands gently on my chest, shoulders and stomach

My body trembles against her touch especially when she starts peppering kisses all over me

It feels so good

I start kissing her neck, pulling her shirt up and touching her body, her skin is so smooth and soft

And warm under my hands

I move my hands up more and more, pulling her shirt off

She immediately unbuckles my belt, pulling down my pants and boxers

I kick my shoes and clothes off, then undo her bra, pushing her against the wall

I lift her leg around me, kissing her as I touch her cunt

"Fuck you're dripping. Want me this much huh?"

She nods, whimpering softly

"You'll get me baby. I'm gonna fuck you so good"

I push my head into her and start to slip inside her slowly, inch by inch

"Fuck", she moans, grabbing my arms tightly

"Oh my God", I whimper, as I bottom out, her incredibly tight pussy spasming around my cock, "You feel so fucking good"

She feels amazing

I've never been with anyone as tight as she is, who I fit into as well as I fit in her

I start moving, in and out, feeling her tiny cunt open for me over and over, pleasure instantly running through me

I fucking love how she feels

And I love how she's clinging to me, her body right against mine

"Jungkook", she moans

I never knew I'd love hearing my name be called so much

"God Joanne, you're fucking perfect for me", I praise her, "Such a tight, wet, warm cunt for me. Perfect fit"

She really is

"Fuck Kookie, you're ppppp.....pppp....perfect for me too", she stammers, "you feel so..so....fuck"

God, I like that I'm giving her so much pleasure that she can't talk

I grab her ass, holding her as close to me as I can, slamming hard in her

"Oh god Kookie, fuck harder!", she yells

Yes, fuck yes

Grabbing her other leg, I hold her against the wall, going harder and faster, plunging my cock deep inside her cunt

"Jungkook, oh shit, Jungkook", she shouts, "I'm gonna cum!"

Fucking pure pleasure runs through me as she tightens on my cock, coming as soon as she finishes speaking, shaking and gripping my body so tightly

"Holy shit Joanne!", I yell, "Oh my God it feels so good. It feels so good"

Having a girl cum on me has never felt so amazing

Never been this good

And all I know is I want to feel it again

I keep slamming inside her over and over, listening to her shouts

"Jungkook, oh god Jungkook. You fuck.... your cock, you ..you're amazing!" she shouts

"Yeah baby? You like it?", I smirk

She nods, holding tightly onto me

I slam inside and I hit her spot that makes her scream and shake in my arms

"Oh fuck Jungkook", she screams, "Yes, yes, YES!"

Fuck, I never had any girl react like this to me

Just the way she's screaming and clinging on me is everything

"There baby?", I smirk again, "You like it there?"

I slam against her spot again, hard

"YES!", she shouts

I keep moving, making sure I get that spot every single time

"C'mon, be a good girl and cum", I urge her

She's right there and I just want to feel it again

"Oh god, oh god, Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook!", she screams, exploding on me

Fuck

Jesus, she feels so good and the pleasure is so intense, I'm struggling to keep standing

I adjust my hands, lifting her higher, slamming her against the wall

Shit, I didn't mean to do that

"More Kookie, I want more of you", she whines

"You can have me whenever you want baby", I groan, starting to thrust in her again

"Fuck Jungkook!"

God I love her screaming my name

"Scream louder baby. I want to hear you"

"Jungkook!", she screams louder, listening to me, "Harder Jungkook, harder! Fuck me harder! Ruin me on your cock"

Oh I will

I pound in her more forcefully, feeling her cunt clench me over and over, her slippery grip on my cock so tight

"Oh shit, you feel so good Kookie", she moans, putting her face in my neck

Her hands move to my upper arms and she grips me so fucking hard

But it feels so good at the same time so it doesn't hurt

I feel her pussy starts to throb uncontrollably and I'm so excited for her orgasm

"Yeah baby, you gonna cum baby girl?", I moan, "I feel you want to"

"Yes I want to Kookie. Fuck, make me. Please", she pleads, "I want to cum on you"

Fucking hell, she's making it hard for me to not cum

"Fuck Jo, I want you to cum on me too baby. You feel so fucking incredibly good when you do"

"Yeah? You like it baby?", she asks

"I love it. I had it twice and I already want it so much more. All the time", I murmur, "So give me baby"

Thrusting into her spot, she screams my name, her body shuddering against me and her hands squeezing my arms so damn hard

"Oh fuck baby", I yell, feeling the mind blowing pleasure

She rides out her orgasm on my cock and I pull out when she's done, setting her down

"But...but-", she babbles

Moving my mouth to her ear, I tell her, "I'm gonna eat your pussy"

"I...uh...what?", she asks, her confusion so cute

"I'm gonna eat your pussy", I repeat, "See I've been imagining what you taste like since you walked into the fucking party"

I move my hands down to her cunt, running my fingers on her

Fuck she's so wet

"And I want my mouth here", I tell her, "I want to see if you're as good as I think you are"

"Fff..fuck", she whimpers

"So I guess the question you have to answer is are you gonna let me eat this cunt?"

"Yes, fuck Jungkook, yes"

"Good girl", I praise her, then kiss her cheek before dropping to my knees

Excitedly, I open her legs, her cunt so cute, so pink and so wet

I run my tongue along her pussy once, making her moan

I never wanted to eat a girl out more than I want to eat her out

I start to lick her pussy quickly, sliding up and down, tasting her juice

"Fuck you taste so fucking good", I tell her, swallowing her juice while I feel it run down my neck

"Jungkook", she yells, her hand going in my hair, pulling

I'm so surprised at how good it feels and that I'm letting her as I don't like people touching my hair

But with her I'm more than ok with it

Swirling my tongue around her, her legs start shaking and she starts to fall down

"Stay up baby", I say

"I can't. I can't", she moans, "It feels too good Kookie. Your tongue feels so good. I can't"

I really like that

I like that my tongue makes her feel so much pleasure that she can't stand up

I pull away, standing up and she whines so loudly

Then I grab her and pick her up

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J POV

He picks me up, carrying me to the table in here and lays me on it on my back

I watch him pull a chair to me, sitting down, immediately spreading my legs open wide, putting his hands on my inner thighs and holding my legs open

I feel his tongue slide up my pussy again, slowly

Pleasure hits me fast, making me shake

I still can't believe this is happening

I had sex with Jungkook

Jungkook from BTS

And he was fucking amazing

Not that I thought he wouldn't be

And now he's actually eating me out

And his tongue, fuck, he knows how to use it

My mind is blown

I can't believe he wants me like this

Me

A nobody

"Fuck, baby you feel good against my tongue", he groans, "So wet, I love it"

Jesus Christ

He loves it?

I can't...this is insane

He licks my clit and I can't help but whimper, my hand burying in his hair

"Hmm my girl likes it there?", he teases

I nod, "Yeah"

He keeps licking my clit over and over, the tip of his tongue rubbing the same spot

"Kookie, fuck", I moan

God it feels so good, his tongue working me so well, pressing hard so I can feel everything

"Gonna cum baby?", he asks

"Mmmm"

I can't talk

The pleasure is turning my mind off

He puts his mouth around my clit and sucks

"FUCK!", I scream, my body arching from the table on it's own

"Good girl", he praises, then goes back to sucking

The pleasure is so intense, I can only feel

"Cum for me baby. I want to taste you", he pleads, "Please"

Is he really begging for my cum?

Goddamn that turns me on so much

"Give me", he begs

His next suck on my clit causes so much pleasure and I can't handle it

My body shakes hard and I cum so fucking hard, pulling his hair and screaming his name

I love screaming his name

"Jungkook!", I scream, "Oh god Jungkook"

He lets go of my clit, his tongue sliding down my pussy, while I cum

"Oh my God", he moans, licking over and over, "So fucking good baby girl"

"Www...what?", I breathe hard

Did he really just say what I think he said?

"Your cum tastes so fucking good", he repeats

Oh my god, he did say that

Holy mother of God

"Fuck baby can I have more?", he asks

"Yyyy...you....www....want...", I stammer

"More. Yeah baby", he says, sucking on my clit again, "Please?"

"Yyy...you can have anything you want"

He starts sucking my clit hard and fast, making me squirm under him from the pleasure

He switches to licking me, his tongue gliding all over me

"Oh Kookie, baby", I whimper

He slides his tongue inside my pussy, making my hips snap up into his face

"Oh shit", I yell

No one has ever done that to me before

I can't even describe how good it feels

"Baby likes my tongue in her pussy?", he teases

"Yes fuck, yes", I shout

"You want me to do it again?"

"Yes"

I feel his tongue slide back in and I fucking love it

He licks out and up my pussy then back down, going back in

I feel myself getting closer and closer with every lick

"Jungkook..fuck...I'm..I'm..", I whimper

"Cum baby", he says, then slides his tongue back in

I clench as hard on as much of his tongue that's in, coming all over it

He makes moaning noises while he licks and it's getting me so horny

I don't know how

I've never came this much and I've never just wanted more of someone

Only him

I just want to feel him inside, feel him move, feel his kisses, his hands grabbing me tightly, his skin on mine

I just want him

"Baby girl is so good", he moans, pulling away, "So fucking sweet"

"Yeah Kookie?"

He comes on on top of me, kissing me everywhere

"Yeah baby. I'm going to be thinking about how you taste all the time now", he murmurs

Oh damn

He pulls me up, helping me to stand

"I tasted you, it's only fair you taste me", he says, kissing my cheek

I mean it is fair

And I do wanna suck his cock

"Ok", I answer, dropping to my knees, licking his length automatically

"Fuck, baby", he moans

God his cock is so big, so thick and so hard, pretty veins along it

Moving my mouth around his head, I suck on it, keeping my tongue on the underside, licking as I go

His hand slips in my hair, gripping loosely, his head tilted back, eyes closed, moaning

God he's ethereal

And he looks like that because of me

God it's such a power trip

Breathing in through my nose, I push further on his cock, feeling the thickness open my mouth more

Jesus fuck, this thing fit inside me how?

And he bottomed out every time too

Sliding up and down his cock, suck too, loving how he feels in my mouth

Loving how he tastes, how every so often his cock throbs, loving the pretty sounds he's making

Every bob of my head, I take him a little more in

His head presses against the beginning of my throat and I choke

He immediately pulls back, concern on his face, "Are you ok?"

I nod, "Fine"

Taking him back in my mouth, I want to get him all in

I want to feel his huge cock in my throat

I've deepthroated before but none have been as big as him

I move him in to where his head is back at the beginning of my throat

I take a breath and push further, getting him in

I gag, with him telling me, "You don't have to baby. Don't hurt yourself"

Ignoring him, I keep taking him in, until I get him all in my throat

I suck on him softly, getting used to his size in my throat

It's not too bad once he's all in

"Baby, fuck. You're mouth is amazing"

If I could smile, I would

Moving my head, I start bobbing back and forth on his cock, fucking his cock into my throat

He yells in pleasure, my name coming from his mouth over and over, his fingers tightening in my hair

I continue pleasuring him, loving how his cock throbs in my throat

Why I love it, I can't tell you

I just do

"Baby, I can't. Fuck it feels so good, fuck"

I feel him move out of my mouth, his thighs shaking

"Open your mouth", he gasps

I do, sitting back on my legs

"Tongue out"

As soon as I do, he rubs the underside of his cock on my tongue over and over

"I'm gonna cum. Do you want to taste it or do you want me to cum down your throat?"

I want to taste it

Hands down

I need to know what he tastes like

"Taste", I manage to get out

"Fuck, good girl. When I cum, suck on my cock ok?"

I nod

I can do that

"Fuck, Joanne, fuck", he cries

I feel hot thick cum on my tongue and I immediately close my mouth around his length that's in my mouth, sucking hard

His taste hits me hard and oh my god, it's so good

Fuck, how does cum taste this good?

I don't know but I want fucking all of it

Sucking desperately, I swallow over and over, sucking everything out of his cock

"Mmmm", I moan

"Fuck you like it baby?"

I nod, still going at it hard

After a minute, he whimpers, "Stop"

I don't want to but I don't want to hurt him

Pulling off him, I'm shocked to see his cock hard

"Uh..."

"You're sucking baby. Got me hard again"

Oh damn

He helps me up and suddenly he shoves me on the table, climbing on top of me, kissing me deeply

"Can I go back in baby?", he asks

I nod, "I want you"

The smile he gives me takes my breath away as he moves on top of me

I wrap my arms around his back, pulling him against me, feeling his soft skin on mine

He kisses me, his lips so soft against mine, his tongue so good against mine, his lip ring cool against my lip

He runs his fingers up and down my body, heating every nerve

I move my hands along his back feeling his muscles through his skin

Jungkook has a reputation for being very strong and that reputation is true

I can feel the strength in him and it's fucking sexy

He wraps my legs around his waist, still kissing me as he pushes in

God, he feels so good

We both moan and my body lifts off the table, pressing into his

My body just wants to feel his and he grabs onto me, keeping me against him

He starts moving slowly, in and out, waves of pleasure rolling over me over and over

"Jungkook"

"Joanne, baby you feel so good. How do you feel so good?", he murmurs against my shoulder

"I.. I don't know Jungkook. But you feel incredible. No one has ever felt like you", I whimper

That's a fact

It's just too bad this is a one night stand and that's all he does

He moves faster and harder, making everything feel so much better

"No baby, no one has ever made me feel as good as you do", he groans, kissing me, "No one compares to you baby. No one"

It makes me feel good to hear that although I know he's just saying it in the moment

He thrust harder, slamming into me, making me scream

"Yeah baby girl. I love hearing you scream"

Pleasure crashes over me with every thrust

I start moving my hips up, meeting his thrusts and he goes in so much deeper

"Holy fuck!", he yells

I grab onto his arms again, squeezing tightly, the pleasure intense

One of his hands is gripping my thigh so hard as I tighten on his cock and he shouts in pleasure

"Oh my god baby. Don't let go. Please don't let go", he begs

I love that he's getting so much pleasure from being with me

His next slam makes me snap and I scream, coming on him again

"Good girl. Again baby girl", he urges

Jesus Christ he feels so good moving inside me

I don't want him to ever leave

"Please baby, I need it", he moans, pounding right into my spot again

"Jungkook! Oh god!"

He starts moving so fast, smashing into my spot over and over, while I move my hips up, making the slams even harder

"Jungkook!" I scream again, my orgasm exploding all over me

My body shakes hard against him and I can't stop it

Oh god it feels so good

"Baby!", he yells, "I....I can't baby. I want to cum baby. I want to cum inside you"

Fuck me I want that so much too

"Yes Jungkook, fill me up "

He shouts loudly as he cums hard, his body trembling on mine

"Joanne oh shit! Baby!"

I wrap my arms around him, holding him while he cums

I don't know how I can feel it, but I feel him coming and holy hell it feels good too

Everything he does feels good

When he finishes he collapses on top of me

I just hold him to me, kissing his neck and shoulder, running my fingers up and down his back

We lay there for a few minutes, until he stirs, lifting himself off me

"I'm sorry", he says, "I didn't mean to squish you"

"You didn't", I assure him

"Oh", he says, then holds his hands out to me

I give him mine and he pulls me to a sitting position

He looks at me with an unreadable expression before he looks away, turning to get his clothes, I guess

Tightening on his hand, I pull him back, making him face me

Pulling him closer, I run my fingers in his hair once then kiss him

It's not a hard, wild kiss

It's a soft gentle kiss, one I just want to feel before I never see him again

Pulling away, I avert my eyes, scooting over to the side and getting off the table

Heading to my clothes, I dress quickly and when I turn back to him, I see him pulling on his shirt, the last of his clothes to go on

Getting my phone out, I look at the time

🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰🐰

Jungkook POV

"Holy crap", she squeaks

"What?", I ask, startled

I don't know what I'm feeling right now

It's not something I feel after having sex

I want to hold her, fall asleep with her

I was almost out when I realized I was still on top of her

I've never fallen asleep with a girl I had sex with

Ever

This is the very first time I ever had a feeling that I want to

And that last kiss that just happened?

Totally blew my mind

I haven't been kissed softly or gently

It's always hard and rough because that's how the sex is

She just threw me for a huge loop

"It's 2am. Shit, I have to go. I have work tomorrow"

I just nod, ready not wanting her to leave

"I gotta find Hobi", she says

"Ok. Let's go", I answer

Getting back to the party, she beelines straight for Hobi

I watch her talk to him, smiling and giving him a big hug

I see her say 'I love you' to him and I instantly get jealous although I know it's friend love

I need to calm down

She kisses Hobi's cheek, then turns walking back to me

"So I'm gonna go", she says, "Thanks for hanging with me. And uh....um...you know. I had fun"

"Yeah me too"

"I guess I'll see you around"

"Yeah I'll see you", I say, feeling hesitant

She starts to turn around and I just speak, "So uh, can I have your number?"

She turns back to me, tilting her head, "Huh?"

"You're number", I repeat

She looks at me warily , "Oh uh look Jungkook, I'm not really a friends with benefits type of girl. I know we just....but I don't normally do that, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry but it can't be with me"

I nod, understanding completely

"Well it's a good thing I don't want a friends with benefits thing with you", I answer, "I want to date you"

Her eyes pop open in shock, "You want...really?"

I nod

Yeah I like her

A lot

I got to know her a little like Jin asked me too and all that did was make me want to know more about her

Makes me want to try and see if we'll work

"Yeah. I wanna go out with you. Take you on a date", I say, "And we don't have to have sex again until you're ready to. I can wait"

She just stares at me and I think that she may not want to date me

Maybe I just assumed

"If uh, you know that's what you want?"

"Of course that's what I want", she blurts, then slaps her hand over her mouth, her face so red

But honestly I'm just smiling at her reaction

"It is?", I ask shyly

"Yeah Kookie. I.... I always liked you. As a fan. You're my bias. Meeting you was like a dream come true. And everything else that happened....I never expected it. Not in a million years", she says softly, "And I guess...I'm hesitating because I can't believe that you'd want to date me. A nobody"

"You're not a nobody Jo", I tell her, "I'm not going to lie ok, when I first saw you all I wanted was to fuck you. But Jin suggested I get to know you because you're not just any girl. You're Hobi's best friend. And I never listen to any of the guys but you have no idea how happy I am that I listened this time. I got to know you a little and all I want is to know more about you. I really really like you and I want to see where this with us can go"

She smiles and it really is beautiful

"Yeah Jungkook, I'd like that too"

I smile at her too, in relief and excitedness

We exchange phone numbers and say bye for now

I lean in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips

"I'll call you", I promise her

She nods, smiling, "Ok"

She kisses my cheek, then walks to the exit

I watch her and I know I have the goofiest smile on my face

I'm gonna call her tomorrow

I can't wait to take her out and spend more time with her

I think I may have just found the girl for me

[zanarkandfayth]

Writing Meme: First Line Patterns

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged by @ivorydice, thank you <3

I ignored the rules to make up my own lmao. Doing twelve fics I like a lot rather than the last ten, particularly because I'd like a wider time range to see how things have changed. The actual last ten would just be the first two and then all eight of the fics I did for fatherly love week in 2021 :/ Most of which were written in a very stress-filled, sleepless week right before the deadline haha. Going back to some of my earliest ffxv fics will be more interesting; curious to see how they all start because I know I usually try to make the opening line intriguing, but not always.

o1. "Chocobos! Noct, look at the sign, they have chocobos! Can we go see them?" || Ameliorate

o2. Ignis sighs as he puts his foot on the brake, resisting the strong temptation to close his eyes and bow his head against the steering wheel for a moment. || The Monsters Running Wild

o3. Ding! The noise of the first one cuts loudly through the quiet of his room, rousing him from a heavy slumber, but right now he's more asleep than awake, his eyes still closed. It's easy to ignore. || From That First Moment

o4. "Alright. Ready to not get your ass kicked today?" || Where They Should Be

o5. Noct hesitates, staring with dread at the panel of buttons before him. || Where It Matters Less

o6. The thick, metallic smell of blood is still lingering in Noct's nose when he wakes with a gasp, eyes flying open, wide and startled as he looks unseeing around him. || Everything

o7. "Hey, wanna go to the arcade today?" Prompto slings a friendly arm around Noct as he asks the question, a bright grin across his face as he waits hopefully for the answer. || Heavy is the Burden

o8. Insomnia is a mess. || Under Grey Skies

o9. Coming to this party was a mistake. || Six Ways from Sunday

1o. It starts happening the day Insomnia falls. || The Shadows Growing Tall

11. "I feel like my feet are going to fall off," Prompto whines as they all trudge back to the Regalia. || Dark Corners

12. The first time everyone thinks Prompto and Cor meet is when Prompto is sixteen. || What Lies Below

...so the only two I actually wish had better openings are monsters and heavy. which makes sense. monsters I just started writing at random because at that point it was supposed to be a one-shot and also never shared with anyone other than the bestie. so I didn't care where I started it.

heavy I, uh, stole the opening from nano/aftermath fic LOL. because nanofic was only a chapter and some change then, with a horrible idea I hated, and I thought I was never gonna come back to it so I might as well repurpose the few bits of it that were good. now I have a better idea and I'm actually writing it... but I still haven't changed the opening a whole lot. they're just gonna be similar forever. oh well.

but the rest feel like they either did a decent job at being an interesting hook or at least not being super boring or something. though I feel like I maybe had stronger hooks in my earlier fics, hmm. damn you brain fog.

oh, tagging... hhh I usually never tag people for these things because I am awkward and dunno who is okay with being tagged. so low-key no pressure ignore if you want mutual-tagging @quartzguts, @smallest-turtle, @breakfastteatime, @every-lemon, @elidelio, @thisfairytalegonebad, @tumbleloon, aaaaaand... whoever else is a writer that wants to do this.

[madmedicinecat]

Tagged by @gglitchshit !!!!!!!!! :o <3 <3 thanks!

Last song: Too lazy to check but Fall Out Boy - Dear Future Self is basically on repeat since last week.

Favorite color: PINK OMNOMNOMNOMNOM

Last movie/show: TROLLS 3 with my friend @notsohappynotsosad / 1670 (netflix comedy series about polish noblemen in XVII century, it slaps)

Next on my watchlist: uhhhh should finish JJBA. random genshin co op player recommended violet evergarden so might try that?

Last game: Genshin Impact lol. the bane of my existence

Last book: My roommate is a vampire (yes im serious)

Sweet/savory/spicy: Sweet!!!!

Relationship status: single :(((((((((((((

Last thing I searched online: "take a wild guess" (i wanted to check if i got the meaning of it right lol)

Current obsession: my mr Dark and friend OCs

Greatest flaw: oh shit hmmmm i have trouble finishing things? (and doing things sometimes)

Fic I’m currently reading: ...not reading any fics atm (has 20 tabs of fics opened on her phone but stopped reading any of them hhh they were mostly baldurs gate 3 fics)

tagging @notsohappynotsosad if you want a taste of tumblr-ask-meme my dude @ardate if you wanna?? OwO

[quackquackcey]

Ch. 3: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 3 prompt: handmade. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson​! 💛  

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

“I am not filling in for one of your hedgehogs again!” Draco pointed his whisk at Luna. “You set me up last time!”

Luna gave a little shrug like it didn’t matter. “I’m simply telling you that Harry’s coming to visit solely for you. If you don’t want to fill in again, shall I tell Harry that Ormr’s had an unfortunate accident?”

“You— What?!” Draco spluttered. “You can’t just tell him that I bloody croaked! Just say…just say Ormr’s feeling under the weather or something.”

“But if Ormr won’t be making an appearance again, then I should just say he’s gone,” Luna told him as she walked out of Draco’s patisserie-bakery kitchen. “It’s not good to lead people on.” She paused for a moment, blue eyes piercing through Draco. “And, you know, Harry’s glamour—he’s set it so only people he trusts to some extent can see through it.”

And then she left.

Draco just stood there for a moment, dumbfounded, until he concluded Luna was just screwing with him, which then made him want to scream in frustration, but instead he muttered so many curses under his breath that Greg, in charge of the bread products, peered over from where he was baking the bread and suggested he take a break.

So Draco did.

And ended up spending the rest of the day across the street nibbling on fruits and being petted by Potter. 

He was in too deep, despite it being only the second time Potter had visited him, and the proof of that lay in the little gift Potter had brought him today—a tiny, knitted hedgehog sweater.

Hand-knitted.

By Potter.

Because apparently Potter knew to knit.

Draco would’ve thought this sort of thing wasn’t allowed in a hedgehog café, but Luna, that git—“Normally I don’t allow gifts for the hedgehogs, but seeing as you’re Ormr’s only visitor and I know you don’t have ill intentions, I’ll let it slide,” she said.

And to make matters worse, when Harry asked her what ‘Ormr’ meant, the conversation topic somehow fell on him.

“Hm, so it means ‘dragon’ in Old Norse?” mused Harry. “Like Draco. I bet he and Ormr would get along.”

“His patisserie-bakery’s right across the street,” said Luna. “Have you been? His baked goods and pastries are simply delicious.”

Harry paused his petting, and Draco looked up at him to see, to his surprise, a conflicted, somewhat disappointed expression. 

“I’ve heard. I want to visit, but….” Harry sighed and stirred his coffee. “Well, we didn’t part on great terms after the trial.”

Luna pulled up a chair, as if they weren’t discussing him right in front of him. “What happened? That was years ago, Harry. Surely the grudge between you two wouldn’t last that long.”

“It’s not that— It’s just, I asked him if he needed any help, erm, financial-wise or job-wise, because, well, you know—”

“Oh, Harry,” said Luna in an amused, knowing tone. “Did you tell him why you were offering help?”

“I thought it was obvious,” muttered Harry. “But he said ‘thank you for defending me, but I’m not a charity project,’ and that I didn’t need to keep an eye on him in case he turns Death Eater again because ‘the Ministry’s already doing that, thank you very much,’ and he looked hurt, and that was the end of that.”

Luna looked at Potter in that oddly penetrating gaze that Draco knew well, like she was staring into their soul. “Why did you ask him that?” she asked. “You two were never on good terms in your school years, and I’ve never heard you offer help to anyone else after the war, not like that.”

Draco startled—from the way everyone talked about Potter and all the charities Potter donated to, he’d thought Potter would be helping people left and right.

“…It just seemed like the odds were stacked against him,” said Potter after a moment. “So I thought I could help even those odds. He…” Potter hesitated. “You know what he went through in that manor.”

“You saw, didn’t you?” asked Luna. It was more a statement than a question. “Through your link with Voldemort.”

It was the first Draco had heard of Potter being linked with Voldemort, and he couldn’t help but wonder how much the wizarding world was kept in the dark regarding what exactly Potter had gone through during the war.

For one, the fact that Potter had sacrificed himself to save everyone, and died. Actually died.

And he sounded like he knew what Draco had done in that manor…. But that was impossible. He’d never told anyone, and even Luna only knew because she’d been on the receiving end once—

“I saw Voldemort Crucio-ing him,” Potter said softly. “Forcing him to Crucio others.”

Draco’s breath choked in his throat.

“It’s not something like pity, or charity,” continued Potter. “I just…. He wasn’t a Death Eater, Luna. He was a prisoner. And I guess I felt like he understood what it was like to have Voldemort in your head, and, I don’t know, I thought maybe we could go for drinks and be friends or something….” He trailed off and huffed out a wry laugh. “It sounds dumb saying it out loud. But I feel like if I walked into his shop, he might misunderstand and think I’m there to check in on him, so I get Dean and Seamus to buy me stuff when they go sometimes.” He grinned, eyes sparkling. “I like his tiramisu the most. Oh, and those dome-shaped white chocolate and caramel tarts with piping on the edge. Do you know what I’m talking about?”

And then Luna replied with her favourites, and it just devolved into a conversation about all of Draco’s desserts that they liked, and Draco just sat there in a daze, overwhelmed by the surreal scene playing in front of him. 

[munatarswrestlingassociationrp]

HHH: "Are you ready? I SAID, ARE... YOU... READY?! Then, for the thousands in attendance, and the... few guys that actually follow this blog, lllllllllllllllllet's get ready to S-"

Storm: "Hold on, hold on, hold on a minute! Don't you guys have a company up north you need to be running? Now, I don't care who you are or where you came from, but around here, me and my partner Roode, we rule this tag team division!"

Micheals: "Well, funny you should say that, because if I remember right, we've ruled over all tag teams for over 20 years!"

HHH: "That's right. Maybe you guys ruled over small, lesser-known feds in your heyday, but us, D-Generation X? We're among the most iconic and legendary tag teams/stables in all of wrestling history! You can read a history book if you don't believe me."

Michaels: "Oh, that's funny! I believe I have one right now! Let's see, we got... the Road Warriors, Harlem Heat, the Rockers, the Midnight Express, the Steiner Brothers, the Hardys, Edge and Christian, the Dudleys... oh, here's us, right here! D-Generation X! It also says our name under legendary stables right under guys like the Four Horsemen and the nWo. Huh, that's two teams I was in that appear here."

HHH: "Know who doesn't appear, though? Your... what do you call your team? Beer Money? Huh... well it's no wonder no one takes you guys seriously with a stupid name like that!"

Roode: "Plenty of guys take us seriously! We were among the top tag teams in TNA's revered tag division!"

Storm: "And if you still don't believe us... we'll we can always come down to that ring and show you why we're the best! BEER!"

Roode: "MONEY!"

HHH: "Man, are you hearing these guys, Shawn?"

Michaels: "Loud and clear."

HHH: "Now, listen, "Beer Money"... you guys may have ruled the roost in one or two small time feds... but we are pro wrestling history itself! As Shawn clearly demonstrated, look up the names of any top tag team in wrestling history, we're bound to come up at least once!"

Micheals: "And if you're not down with that, we got two words for ya..."

Crowd: "SUCK IT!"

[uitzinnigmp3]

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[ribbononline]

Not the most highest quality doodles but I’m trying to get into the swing of things again Anyways I guess I’m reading Pokemon fan fiction now! These doodles were based on the fic “Oh how the Mighty Fall” by  @authorazumarill !!! Don’t want to say too much to avoid spoiling anything but its abt Archie n Maxie on the run after hoenn events in sinnoh  It’s still updating n it’s been a really nice read so far! Check it out if you like the characters! (Fair warning for one nsfw scene at the end of chap 20 though!) 

[averlym]

managed to sneak a few doodles today

[nctsworld]

reigniting

✩ mark x reader | dance au | enemies to lovers | car s*x | smut | fluff | 1.6k

SUMMARY ⇾ your hate for your dance captain (and ex-best friend) melts and evolves into something more for the night. WARNINGS‌ ‌⇾‌ smut (near the end), car s*x, swearing, angst in backstory RATING ⇾ mature FOR ⇾ @markleesflathead​ 

AUTHOR’S NOTE ⇾ yes i’m bitter that most of my fics in ask form don’t show up in tag so i might have to post them as individual fics hhh || @markleesflathead​ idk how this ended up into car s*x but i’m sorry if it isn’t what you really expected slkfmd also i’m v flattered to be one of your fave writers *_* thanks for the bday wishes!!

“I missed this.”

Mark suddenly says into the air after catching his breath from all the laughing he just did. With the hand that’s been resting on the steering wheel since he parked the car fifteen minutes ago, he swipes his thumb against it.

Your laughter subsides too, turning your head in the passenger seat to get a good look at him.

The closest street lamp isn’t near enough to cast a light to see all his features clearly, but you don’t need much lighting to see the waver behind his bespectacled face, nor the way his Adam’s apple bobs.

“I missed you,” he whispers softly, then matches your eyes with a tilt of his head.

The beginning was simple. You and Mark, best friends since middle school, about to attend the same university and were going to do everything together, including extracurriculars.

Which included the university’s main competitive hip-hop dance team, since both of you were on your high school’s too.

From what you heard from upperclassmen, every year, the team offered at least five spots open. Of course, Mark and you were confident in yourselves and each other to make the team.

But during your first year, only one spot was available on the team.

The straining of your friendship began to slowly occur, since you saw less of each other in order to train more individually for the auditions.

And when the auditions happened, there was a new tension between Mark and you. Still friends, but competitiveness was a prevalent wall between you two.

The wall grew larger, tangled with vines of jealousy and bitterness, when Mark received the spot, not you.

Both parties tried hard to keep the friendship afloat, but it eventually came crashing down.

“You’re just fucking jealous that I got in and you didn’t.”

“Yeah,” you said. “and I should be, because I’m the better dancer.”

“As if.” he scoffed. He spat out the next words venomously—

“If you were better they would’ve chose you, but you’ve just never been as good of a dancer as me.”

That was the last time you spoke to Mark... for a while, at least.  

When second year came by, you decided to prove him wrong and obtain a spot on the team. Successfully, you did, but partway through the term, the captain dropped out and, to your dismay, Mark was given captaincy.

Fast-forward to today, Mark constantly gave you shit during practices and you knew it was personal.

Sure, you could’ve quit, but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. However, you always did wonder why he didn’t decide to kick you off the team when he had the power to do so.

Following one practice, Mark ordered you to come by the studio on a separate night for a talk. He claimed it to be extra training, but you were mentally prepared for him to finally remove you from the team.

However, you were wrong and the unexpected happened—the wall between you two began to crumble. The hostile professionalism during the extra session grew into an area of familiarity, remnants of a lost friendship. After the session, Mark swallowed his pride and apologized about what he said back then, even offering to take you out to dinner.

During the meal, both of you caught each other up on the last year or so, and at the end of the night, Mark drove you home.

Laughing, smiling, and talking with you like the last couple of years were a nightmare faded into nothingness.

And you didn’t mind it, because you missed him too.

But instead of telling him that, you nibble on your bottom lip and rock your head forward with a small smile.

Continuing the conversation from where you left off, after Mark agreed to stop giving you such a hard time during practice, you say, “Can I ask you to stop doing one more thing during practice?”

“What’s up?”

“Please, for the love of God,” you say with your hands clasped in a prayer. “Stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting.”

A hearty chuckle escapes from Mark, leaning his head back into the headrest. “Why is it distracting?”

“You know why!” you exclaim, beaming. “I know you do it on purpose!”

He cocks an eyebrow playfully. “And why would I do that?”

Rolling your eyes, you reply, "Because I know the oh-so humble Mark Lee still loves it when he gets attention."

The driver runs his tongue over the bottom of his teeth in a smirk, hand still on the steering wheel.

"And what about you?” he retorts. “You must still have a thing for arms if you think it's distracting."

You gasp inaudibly, unsure of how he could still remember that tidbit after all these years, and you twist your upper body to inch near him, glaring at him accusingly. "Is that why you do it?"

"Maybe, maybe not..." he shrugs nonchalantly. Leaning closer to you, parroting your stance, he adds in a teasing whisper along with a squint of his eyes.

"You'll never know."

There’s a passing beat as your eyes lock, one that carries the weight of the years of loving each other as friends, hating each other as enemies, working together as dancers, and everything in between.

A moment of connection that represents what everything has been working towards to for a long time, even if you never thought you’d have the chance to ever have Mark in your life again.

His look falters for a millisecond, flicking to your lips, then straight back to your eyes as if he shouldn’t have done that.

The corner of your mouth lifts slightly.

"Are you going to kiss me, Mark,” you whisper daringly. “or are you going to keep staring?"

You’re awfully aware of both of your breathing. Yours, heavy and wanting. His, light and barely existent.

"How do you know I wanna kiss you?" he croaks, a small crack in his voice underlying his question.

Because maybe a little part of you always wondered what it’d be like for Mark Lee to want to kiss you since you were kids—for him to send you that anxious starry-eyed yearning that could send your heart into cardiac arrest.

And now, from first-hand experience, you know it really does.  

You hold your breath and question back—

"Am I wrong?”

The tension in the air snaps. He’s fast to cup your cheeks and crash his mouth into yours. Soft lips move in tandem with yours as you rest your hands on his shoulders, lightly tugging at his body.

The first, tender kiss is quickly thrown aside, along with your shirts. The desire escalates immensely and you’re suddenly straddling him in the driver’s seat, now pushed back to give extra room for both individuals.

"Should we slow down?" you ask offhandedly at one point while Mark’s mouth leaves a hot trail down the side of your neck. At the same time, his fingers glide and grip onto your bare waist, making their way to grasp your breasts.

Mark jerks away from your neck and carefully caresses the back of your head. "Do you want to?"

"Mm-mm,” you hurriedly shake your head and drag him into another strong kiss.

The exciting rush continues to run through both bodies present. When you return to the passenger seat momentarily to rid of your pants, Mark shimmies his bottoms and briefs down to his ankles and pulls a condom from his glove compartment.

“How often do you have car sex?” you joke, straddling him once again after he wraps himself.

In his reclined position, Mark looks up and scans your body quickly, both indulging in your natural beauty and in disbelief that you are here with him right now, after all these years.

“Hey, a guy’s gotta be safe—fuck, God.”

All quips and logic are thrown out the window when you sit on his length.

You have one hand pressed against his defined stomach, the other on the car ceiling. Bouncing with no end in sight, you allow the pleasure to enrapture your senses. Muffled whimpers reverberate against the inner side of your wrist as you feel him deeply with every movement.

On the other hand, Mark tries his best to keep his focus on you, but the intensity breaks him down. He groans in pace with your moving body, and he tightens his hold on your waist.

“Mark—” you cry. You rip your hand from the car roof and, without thought, frantically push it against the driver’s window, smudging the frost that all your collective breathing conjured up. You’re surprisingly already coming undone, and so is your lover beneath you.

“I’m close,” he pants thickly. His hazy gaze attempts to meet your half-lidded eyes, but you’re losing control. All you can do is barely nod and as you’re about to bounce more vigorously, Mark releases your waist and raises himself upward, clutching your back and neck to lock lips fiercely with yours.

You barely can thrust against him, but you don’t need to at this point, because the kiss is simply enough to draw out his climax.

You’re pulled back to reality after a few moments, panting with your foreheads tipped against one another.

“And to counter your question from before,” Mark grins, still breathing heavily. “I’ll only stop rolling my sleeves up during practice if you stop tying your shirt up to show off your waist.”

You try to stifle a smirk, but it can’t be helped. You reply to him with a flutter of the tip of your nose against his.

“No deal, captain.”

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moriarty the patriot headcannons

| requested by anon: can you write headcanons for moriarty brothers meeting and having dinner with s/o's parents for the first time? and s/o's father is overprotective. thanks 🤍🙆🏻 |

william x reader; louis x reader; albert x reader

word count: 1857

tw: mentions of toxic behavior in albert’s hcs

a/n: IM BACK AND THRIVING BBS!!! it’s so good to be back again to writing!!! hhh i’m so sorry if this is far from what you wanted but i hope you all enjoy it nonetheless!!!! lowkey went off the railings w this one so 👀 also if i missed any tags, please let me know!!!!!

william: 803 words

it had been you and your father since you were younger bc your mom was the “lucky” choice of some noble

but you wouldn’t have it any other way

you two are very close and everyone in the town knows

that, and that you both hate nobles

so it’s no surprise when the moriartys move into town, you’re both less than pleased

you always try your best to avoid them whenever they come into your town and your father always begs his friends to take the nobles as customers, despite the fact it could be good for business

but the town you lived in was particularly small and you did end up bumping into william

literally

some stupid man didn’t see you crossing the road and you were nearly crushed by the carriage if it hadn’t been for the hand that pulled at your wrist

“i swear people these days don’t know how to drive carriages.”

you don’t know who you were expecting

BUT ANYONE BUT A NOBLE

“are you alright?”

“i’m fine thank you—“

you’re absolutely flustered

how did i not know that this was a noble??? he smells so clean!

“i’ve got to be on my way now!” and you left william there with no explanation

but lil did you know he actually knew who you were

or to an extent, you weren’t as sneaky as you’d hoped you’d be

he saw you hiding in corners and alleyways every time you two accidentally made eye contact

and some of the townsfolk actually told him a little about you and your father so he understood why you weren’t too welcoming

but to take great lengths to avoid him??? he is very intrigued

so he starts off small, trying to send you a kind smile before you dart off behind a fruit stall

he really tries his best to get close to you and after a few weeks (and a few persuasive friends), he finally gets to hold a conversation with you

and boy does he fall FAST

it takes a while but you finally reciprocate his feelings and he thinks its smooth sailing from there right???

lmao everyone knows your father is literally the most intimidating looking man that could ever walk the earth

if they didn’t know him personally, they would be afraid of getting curb stomped 🤠

i mean,, he’s a big softie but god forbid anyone even DARES to look at you in a romantic light

you warn william of this and he’s like “don’t worry love, it shouldn’t be too bad”

it is bad

even william has cold hands bc your father is giving him the dirtiest look

dinner isn’t even dinner it’s a grill with how much questions your father is asking him

it does NOT help that he’s a noble

“so,,, you’re a noble”

“your cooking is amazing sir”

your father leaves the table for a little bit and you can hear the quiet sigh of relief from william

“i’m sorry for my father”

“no, no,,, i just,,, your father’s really intimidating, isn’t he?”

you let out a chuckle and william relaxed, a soft smile gracing his lips

“he can be, but it’s just something he does.” you threw a wistful gaze at the door your father disappeared before.

“he’s just worried about you, i can see it. he doesn’t want you around people like me.” you grabbed his hand over the table and he gently squeezed your hand.

“if anything, if he’d give you a chance, he’d want me to be with you. noble or not”

you both continue to have a delightful conversation, your sweet laughs filling the room

however, you didn’t know your father was listening in on your conversation and he couldn’t agree more with william

your mother left with more than just a curt goodbye and unshed tears

she left you with a tear stained letter filled with sorrowful regrets and sincere apologies

he knew you would eventually grow up to be critical of the world and if you were to find out that your mother had left unwillingly, he was afraid that you would be too bitter towards the world

but as he hears your laugh and his worries are dulled down a little

he sees you smiling so happily at william and when he chances a glance at the noble beside you, his worries are completely erased

william’s looking at you the same way everyone swore he looked at your mother

it’s a gentle gaze filled with love and kindness, one that he knew could protect you and take care of you

your father hated nobles and hovered over you when it came to love

but he couldn’t help but hold back on questions when he came back and you instantly noticed that your father took a liking william

louis: 508 words

everyone knew you as “Little Noble” in your town

the sole reason being your father literally treating you like a noble lmao

he gave you the best of everything he could afford and tried his best to not let you do any work

tried

of course, you were a little angel and you HAD to help otherwise you’d cry about making someone else tired when you could’ve easily helped

you’ve carried this trait until your early twenties and there were no signs that you would stop

hence why you were bringing home some fresh fruits from the stall clerk before a man bumps into you

you were so caught off guard that your knee buckled and you fell on your butt

everyone was stunned into silence as you fell but louis was so apologetic

so when he helped you back up, he felt the chilling stares of the town burning into his back

and then you apologize for bumping into him when he was the one who bumped into you and you fell??????

“please, let me make you something! i feel so bad!”

he tries to decline but there was this odd pressure to say yes to you

he ends up going home with you

you’re both in front of the door before your father opens it, his eyes wide

“who is this boy?”

“oh, i didn’t get his name on the way here. what is your name?”

your poor father’s heart is pounding way too fast for his liking

“oh! look at that, thank you so much for bringing my child home! you should be going home now”

he tries to shut the door on louis but you hold it open and beckon louis inside

“i invited him here! i accidentally bumped into him earlier so i offered to make him something!”

louis is so awkward pls

your father reluctantly lets him in but gives him a side eye the whole time he’s in the house

“does your child do this often?”

“why? do you find it strange?”

YOUR FATHER IS SO PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE PLEASE SAVE LOUIS

anyways, you finish making your treat and give it to louis, your father glaring at your interaction

louis is still a little stiff but the more you talk to him, his guard is let down a little

soon enough he has to leave and you wish him well

he leaves with a wave and a kind smile and you look over at your father who had been scowling since you appeared at the front door

“he is a bit cute, don’t you think father?”

your father sputters, stunned by your bold claim

“y-you’re still too young to think about men like that!”

you laugh and shut the front door, teasing your poor father about finding love while also wondering if you would meet louis again

as you talk with your father behind closed doors, louis smiles to himself as he thinks about the unusual encounter today

surely, if i met them again tomorrow, it would make for a pleasant day

albert: 546 words

he meets your father before he meets you

it was during a ball your parents organized in order to connect with the more prestigious nobles around you

your parents were obsessed with the way your family was viewed and apparently being an earl wasn’t enough

so albert hears about you when your father boasts about how you’re the perfect child who answered to his every beck and call

in all honesty, albert was disgusted

no one deserved to be brought up like that

he casually makes his way into the conversation and your father is seething

“my child is your age, it’s a shame you act like this, i would have thought of you as a prime husband for them”

who is this earl to tell him what to do?

needless to say your father crosses him off of the guest list for the next ball

days go by and your father doesn’t know that you’re currently in town, doing what you can to help the working class as best as you can

it is on one particular day of visiting an orphanage do you run into the eldest moriarty brother

you two exchange polite greetings and you both pause

“your father is the earl, is he not?”

“you are a general of the army, are you not?”

a brief mention of your father and your mood dulls slightly

“yes, but i’m here on my own accord”

he would kill you if he found out you were amongst the “filth” as he called them

“well, i’ve brought books for the children, would you like to help me read some to them?”

he seemed sincere enough to not want anything more from you, so you agreed

he was actually very pleasant to be around and you find yourself enjoying his company

the meetups continued to happen and soon enough, albert finds himself standing in front of the doors to your family estate

your father is not pleased at all

“it’s nice to meet you again, sir”

“i didn’t forget about what you said to me at our first meeting”

and you’re sitting there like,, ????? they’ve met??? and your father doesn’t like albert???????

of course, inviting albert to your home would have repercussions but you didn’t expect your father to be so hostile

he was always hostile towards other nobles unless they were of higher importance than him

but for him to hate albert so quickly and openly??? this was quite new

you had mentioned that your father has always been one for power so it was clear to albert that you obviously grew up in a home that was more,,, toxic than protective

it was at dinner that this behavior reached its peak and albert despised the atmosphere and the way your father treated you

“i’ve come here to ask for your child’s hand in marriage”

your father rejects the idea without any hesitation

“i refuse to have them live the rest of their life in your household when they could do so much better”

when you invited albert that night, you knew there would be repercussions with your father

but what you didn’t expect was that you would leave your father and adopt the moriarty name as your own, the family welcoming you with open arms

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[rattyoakenbitch]

youtubers: “don’t touch her” ₊˚ ⸝  corpse husband x reader

❝i don't wanna think about, think about you. drink up, drink up i'm so fucked up, all i want is you.❞

gif credit: n/a song: lykke li - sex money feelings die

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pairings: corpse husband x reader

warnings: angst, cursing, drinking, smoking, violent language, and minor mentions of anxiety.

summary: i can’t make summaries rn hhh just read it (:

“Sean, there is no way in hell I’m going!”

“Oh, come on, Y/N. It’ll be fun!”

“That’s what you always say!”

“Ugh, you and Corpse are so stubborn. At least I was able to convince him to show up! You know what you need? To get out of the house more often and come hang with us.”

“Uh huh, yeah, y’all have fun, I got some stuff to finish.”

“Yeah? Like what? Your ten hour nap?”

“HEY! Excuse me -”

“7PM, [club address], you’re showing up.”

“Sean - !”

With that, Sean hung up. You let out an exasperated huff, crossing your arms and pouting like a toddler who was just denied a toy. You were invited, or more accurrately forced to celebrate whatever the hell Sean and his friends achieved. With lives like theirs, it seemed like there was always something to celebrate. 

You, on the other hand.. Well, you were just little old you. You met Sean by mere chance. It’s a very long story, but you shared some things in common, like your love for video games. However, that was about the only thing you could relate to with Sean and his little friend circle. You were more passionate about writing, as well as reading short horror stories. 

Now, that’s where you clicked with Corpse Husband. 

He was an underrated YouTuber, whose main uploads were narration videos on creepypastas and horror stories. That’s until he blew up with his Among Us gameplays, collaborating with big names like PewDiePie, Jacksepticeye, and CrankGamePlays (EEF!!!).

You met over an Among Us stream with said YouTubers and immediately hit it off. You shared a dark sense of humor, love for horror, and music. You knew of Corpse before, but only then did you discover that he produced music, which you absolutely enjoyed (and blasted in your house for days on end).

When you found out you lived not even twenty minutes away from each other, you’d occasionally meet up, mostly at his house considering he only went out once in a blue moon. You’d sometimes even spend the night at his place, staying up late, gazing up at the stars, getting deep into conversation and opening up about things you never blurted out to people. But when you were with Corpse, everything just came naturally. You felt safe with him, and hopefully, he felt the same. 

Night approached, the clock striking 5PM. You figured you’d get ready since Sean was dead set on you coming to the party. You showered, did a minimalist glossy makeup look, and chose an outfit, which consisted of a half neon green and black skirt that stopped mid thigh, and an oversized distressed band tee which you tucked into your belt. You slipped on a pair of ripped, striped thigh-highs with mismatched colors, (white stripes on one and neon blue on the other), and your platform boots that made you look like a Bratz Doll. You didn’t bother with your tangled hair. You teased it with a brush but didn’t put any effort into styling it, since it’d get messy anyways. To finish your look, you clipped on a choker and dangled a couple of layered chains around your neck.

Corpse would tease you, saying you had a “dog collar”, but you knew he secretly liked it.

All dolled up and ready to go, you hopped into your car and followed the GPS to the address Sean sent you. Drunk couples stumbled out of the club, dates headed inside, and old wasted guys were thrown out. Oh boy, you were not ready for this.

You were the anxious, anti social type. Not because it was edgy or cool, but you simply didn’t know how to handle social situations. However, it comforted you to know Corpse would be there by your side so you didn’t need to chat and flirt with strangers. 

It’s not like you wanted to meet anybody new, anyways. Though nobody was aware of it, you had feelings for Corpse. Cliche, right? You knew you shouldn’t have, but you developed feelings for him. It made you feel strange and weird, considering you haven’t caught feelings in a while.

You came up with the bright idea of slowly drifting away from Corpse to maybe help de-escalate these feelings, but you were going to run into him at the club, so what the heck.

You headed inside, your eyes scanning the crowd and pushing through, searching for your friend group. You spent a couple minutes cluelessly looking around the club, but to no avail. Then, it was as if a light bulb clicked on over your head; you never thought to phone Sean.

“Ugh, I’m so stupid.” You reached into your purse to get ahold of your phone when a pair of strong, manly hands and cold metal which you assumed to be rings wrapped around your shoulders, gripping you tightly. 

“Boo!” 

You felt your heart stop and ran out of the man’s grasp, spinning around to look at who it was.

“Oh, did I scare you?” 

The man’s deep, monotone voice rumbled above the sound of the music and shouts. Then you recognized that unique and distinctive voice. 

“Corpse!! What the hell?”

His nose and jaw was covered by a black mask, with a print that looked like Frank from Donnie Darko, which was also Corpse’s signature look, seen in his channel art. 

Despite Corpse being a faceless YouTuber, only very few people have seen his face, including you and Glam&Gore who he featured in his narration videos. You thought he was very handsome, his baritone voice matching his appearance. You had to admit, you were a little disappointed he chose to wear a mask. You loved seeing his facial expressions, especially his precious smile that would light up the room when he’d let out little fits of laughter. But you got over it and respected the fact that he wanted to remain anonymous.

“You dickhead,” you scoffed, smacking Corpse lightly on the shoulder. Corpse towered over you, looking admittedly both intimidating and seductive. If you were a stranger, you’d probably be running off, but you weren’t scared of Corpse. He was a big softie and a teddy bear.

Corpse chuckled lowly, slinging his arm over your shoulder and leading you to Sean’s group. He was protective like that, even if you were just friends. Now you could see why Sean, at one point, speculated that you and Corpse had a thing going on. 

“So, Sean forced you to tag along, too?”

“Pfft, yeah, that’s Sean for you.”

“Hey, there’s my favorite couple,” Sean joked, patting your shoulder. You rolled your eyes at his drunk antics.

“Shut up, don’t make me choke you like I hate you,” you mocked in return, eliciting a fit of laughter from the group. 

“Remind me to never hang out with you losers again,” Corpse mumbled sarcastically under his breath.

The night went by in a flash. Sean, Thomas, Felix, and everyone else was blackout drunk. Luckily, Mark was there to assist them. Since Mark couldn’t drink, he would be the designated driver that night. Corpse hung out by himself, sometimes getting approached by women who he politely turned down.

You, on the other hand, were downing alcohol like your life depended on it. For you, it would take more than the average number of drinks for you to get wasted.

“Y/N, don’t you think you should slow down?” Corpse questioned cautiously, resting a hand on the small of your back.

“Does it really look like I’m thinking right now?” you drunkenly slurred, following with a giggle. You waved to the bartender, calling for another shot, which he slid over to you, but not without hesitating after noticing your state. You pushed Corpse off of you, probably more harshly than you intended, and took the shot. 

“Okay, Y/N, fuck this, I’m taking you to my place. We can’t stay here and you certainly can’t drive back home when you’re drunk,” Corpse scowled, stepping closer to you. Again, you shoved him back.

“No.. No..” You sighed, holding your pounding head in your hand. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what? Y/N, you’re drunk -”

“I’m not letting you of all people take me.”

Corpse blinked. “What does that mean?” He knew you were drunk, of course, and you were probably just blurting nonsense.

All of a sudden, tears escaped your eyes, racing down your blushy cheeks.

“No.. I’m so sorry. It’s my fault.” You began to shake and tremble as tears started to uncontrollably spill down your face. Corpse didn’t waste another second to take you in his arms, hushing you. “Your hugs are so warm.. I hate it. I hate feeling this way. It’s all my fault.”

“What did you do, sweetheart? You can tell me.”

Your heart ached when you heard his pet name for you.

“I think I may like you more than you like me.. I-I didn’t mean to! Please don’t leave me. You’re all I have,” you sobbed into his white tee, clinging onto him. “I love you so fucking much, it hurts. I shouldn’t have!”

Corpse stopped for a moment, processing your words.

You.. felt the same?

Corpse had to tell you. You were drunk, but he needed you to know. 

“Y/N, I -”

Suddenly, you had a moment of clarity. Realizing how close you were to Corpse, you backed away, wiping away the mascara tears under your eyes.

“I - I think I had too much to drink.. I just need a smoke..” 

Without giving Corpse the chance to protest, you ran off into the crowd, struggling your way through. 

Corpse began to get worried when you didn’t come back. He waited impatiently on the barstool where you left him, anxiously playing with his rings.

He was just about to get up and look for you, when he caught a glimpse of you stumbling out the exit with another man who guided you, gripping your arm tightly.

Corpse fumed, his face going red and heartbeat speeding up. He went after you, knowing damn well you didn’t know this man. 

The man took you to his car, placing you atop the trunk, your legs dangling over the edge. He stepped in between your legs, caressing your face. Everything was a blur. If your mind was clear, you wouldn’t be stupid enough to trust this random guy, who was probably ten years older than you. 

“You’re too pretty to be crying,” he whispered, leaning in closer to your face, until a yell stopped him from proceeding any further.

“Hey, asshole, she’s drunk! Don’t you fucking touch her!”

“C-Corpse?” You hiccuped, hopping off the trunk to get a look at the approaching figure. It was indeed Corpse. His eyebrows were pressed together angrily at the sight.

“You know this dude?” the man said loudly and smugly, just to get a reaction from Corpse. “Relax, my man, I’m just tryna take this pretty girl home.”

“Well this pretty girl happens to be mine, and I won’t let you take advantage of her,” Corpse growled. 

You stood by the stranger, clinging to him as you watched Corpse’s face twist into an expression of heartbreak when you didn’t budge. He then noticed the bruises around your arms and wrist, supposedly from the man’s strong grip. He was unbelievably furious. 

“Ha, doesn’t look like she’s your girl anymore.” The man’s lips twisted upwards into a devilish smirk, only pissing Corpse off some more. Oh boy, was he ready to snap. He reached into his pocket, when..

“Wait,” you managed to slur out, breaking up the argument. You reached out towards Corpse like a child. His facial expression immediately softened. He gave you a loving smile and immediately took you into his arms, holding you protectively. 

“Now, I suggest you get in your car and never come back,” Corpse threatened.

“Oh, yeah? Or what? I’ll kill you and take your girl, you motherfucker!”

Without hesitation, Corpse took out his switchblade, looking the man in his eyes.

“Say that again?”

You watched as the stranger’s whole tough act fell apart. Without another word, he ran to the driver’s side of his car, fumbling with his keys. 

“Yeah, that’s right,” Corpse mumbled, not taking his eyes off the man until he reached his own car. You held his hand the whole way, processing what had just happened. Corpse noticed your distant expression. You got into his car, shutting the door and slumping back into your seat. He tore off his mask, taking in deep breaths to calm himself. Then he looked back to you. 

“Princess?”

You looked to Corpse, your eyes teary. “Hey, Corpse.” You didn’t seem to be as drunk, your mind a lot clearer after the incident. “D-Did you mean anything you said back there? About the..”

“About you being my girl?” 

Corpse took your hand in his, squeezing it comfortingly. He leaned forward and cupped your face with his free hand. “Absolutely.” 

With that, you leaned towards him, hesitantly pressing your lips to his. Your lips tasted of alcohol, but Corpse didn’t care. He was admittedly taken back, his breath hitching, but he released the tension from his body and kissed you back, pulling you over to the driver’s seat atop him. There wasn’t much space, forcing you to press closer to Corpse, deepening the kiss. 

Still being a bit drunk, you were clumsy and kind of ‘out of it’. 

“I’d hold onto something if I were you,” Corpse mumbled, breaking the kiss momentarily to guide your hands to grip his shoulders. But you were impatient and reconnected your lips with his, no doubt causing him to blush even more than he already was.

You couldn’t help yourself and giggled into the kiss, causing Corpse to chuckle along with you, departing from the kiss again and resting his forehead against yours.

“I’m sorry, you’re just so fucking adorable when you giggle.” 

You hummed in response, offering Corpse an innocent grin as you pecked all over his face. 

“I’m so glad you’re mine.”

[dalekofchaos]

One thing I notice about current WWE, in addition to being reliant on the past (Which AEW is also guilty of but I digress) it seems that they want the company to be the star lately, not the wrestlers and that honestly makes it feel like I'm watching 1995 RAW instead of 2022 RAW

It's been like this since Cena's decade of doom ended. All it cares about is the image of the company. No one is allowed to be a star like Hogan, Austin, Rock or Cena. Now? No one is allowed to be as big as Roman Reigns The Four Two Horsewomen(I say Two Horsewomen cause Sasha is Bayley's best friend and I can't see Bayley being okay with how Sasha was treated) and no one is allowed to be bigger than the company.

The wrestlers these days are like props with catchphrases. They read scripts and their promos don’t feel authentic and organic. They are not larger than life, they are not stars and no one cares enough about wanting to be stars. The company doesn't want stars or larger than life personalities. They want to control them and every aspect. And WWE views the “superstars” as replacable and no one is valued in the WWE, they don’t care about anyone who isn’t Roman or Charlotte or D-List Celebrities.

Passion, momentum and creativity dies in WWE. No one is allowed to organically get over on their own. If it’s not a chosen one by Vince, then they are punished for having a genuine connection with the audience.

No one wants to rock the boat. No one wants to make the best possible product, they want to do what Vince wants.

Just look at Sasha Banks as an example. This woman is the very embodiment of a star. She walks and talks like a star. She works like a star. She has mainstream star appeal. Oh let's not forget. SHE WAS IN FUCKING STAR WARS!

WWE never treated Sasha like the star she was born to me. Charlotte won at Wrestlemania 32, when the entire crowd was behind Sasha. Sasha had piss poor title reigns and shitty booking throughout her career. Only when the Golden Role Models era did it feel like they finally treated her right.

Sasha Banks has had a terribly booked run as Smackdown Women’s Champion, a botched feud with Bayley and Bianca but only good matches. WWE NEVER ONCE capitalized on Sasha Banks being IN FUCKING STAR WARS when she was Women’s Champion. Her feud with CHarlotte was dropped and she went out of her way to bring life back to the Women’s Tag Titles. Sasha Banks walked out of WWE twice, and both times it was because they broke their promise to let her build a midcard for the women’s division. This time she gave up a main event title match with Ronda Rousey for it. That’s not selfish, that’s what a leader does.

WWE should build around Sasha Banks the way they have built around Roman Reigns. She is demonstrably excellent at every aspect of her job, is amongst the company's biggest ratings draws, and has crossover appeal. Yet they never capitalize on her mainstream appeal and instead thinks Ronnie Lousey is worth more, OH AND THE FACT THEY NEVER ADVERTISED THAT ONE OF THEIR BIGGEST FUCKING STARS WAS IN FUCKING STAR WARS(NO I WILL NEVER LET THIS FUCKING GO, YOU FUCKING IDIOTS)

Another Example is what happened to NXT. Because Vince is petty and because HHH lost the Wednesday night wars, NXT was killed and replaced with NXT 2.0. I feel like NXT 2.0 is the modern day Black Saturday. Black Saturday refers to Saturday, July 14, 1984, the day when Vince McMahon’s World Wrestling Federation (WWF) took over the time slot on Superstation WTBS that had been home to Georgia Championship Wrestling (GCW) and its flagship weekly program, World Championship Wrestling, for 12 years. McMahon’s purchase led to a longstanding rivalry between himself and WTBS owner Ted Turner, who later bought GCW’s successor Jim Crockett Promotions (JCP) and formed his own company under the World Championship Wrestling (WCW) name. A lot of fans of GCW did NOT like this. This took away their more serious southern, athletic and serious wrestling or as they dubbed it “Gordon Solie” wrestling and replaced it with McMahon’s cartoonish, gimmicky and silly alternative. I feel the same has happened with NXT. HHH’s NXT was like the old days of NWA wrestling, it had a more focus on wrestling, a dark and gritty feel and it felt like what the WWE needed to evolve into. When NXT 2.0 came around. It made everything more bright and colorful(quite literally lol) more gimmicks, cartoony, phony and fake and it just feels like Vince taking NXT in the back of the barn and shooting it and replacing a prized horse with a jackass. And as Bronson Reed said recently “NXT was the professional wrestling show, now it’s just another entertainment show.”

And honestly? Modern WWE is like WCW 2000. Terrible booking, bad comedy, legends forced down our throat at the expense of the young hungry talent, 3 hours of television and a product no one, not even the people in charge care about.

[chockfullofsecrets]

Because I'm always a sucker for this one: 24. “I didn’t actually want you to stop…”

did i look at a certain tag for inspiration? maybe

24. “I didn’t actually want you to stop…”

Now, Molly’s fairly sure that no sane person would call him a wet blanket, but as it turns out being cruelly abandoned by their resident hot sailor puts him about as close as he’ll get.

He’ll get over it, eventually. But he might as well be a dramatic shit in the meantime, so when Fjord falls back and nudges him in the shoulder two hours into the afternoon stretch of their last day on the road he indulges in a long, luxurious, back-cracking stretch before deigning to acknowledge his existence. “Got something to say, Captain?”

Fjord rolls his eyes to high heaven, shifting easily to walk backwards in front of him. It’s unfairly charming of him. “No, but I get the sense you’ve got plenty - you want me to ask what’s gotten into you, or do you feel like sharing?”

Molly props his chin an inch higher - Fjord’s taller than him, which, unfair, but with the extra boost he can just about leer at him along the length of his nose. “Oh? I think I’ve been rather well-behaved, actually.”

He watches Fjord’s shoulders sag, and what should be a well-deserved sense of justice curdles more like he’s just kicked something cute and fuzzy into a gutter. Fuck.

Fjord swivels to fall back into step with him - all the sword practice has been paying off, looks like - and leans in close enough to make Molly shiver in a way he’s not entirely sure is intended. Gods, he misses Yasha, it’s been a while since he’s had a good cuddle.

“Look,” Fjord murmurs, low and gruff and surprisingly quiet, “you know I’m not tryin’ to be an asshole, I really don’t get it. Last night, you were being, uh, difficult-”

Aw, he’s too nice to call him a brat outright. Molly can’t relate. “Mmm, how’s that belly of yours doing? Still deathly ticklish?”

The poor thing clears his throat, but Molly can already see his cheeks starting to darken. Cute. He’s lucky Jester didn’t get to him first, or he’d still be curled up and snickering too hard to give that silver tongue of his a single chance to save himself. “Tealeaf, you - anyway. So I gave you a taste of your own medicine, which you deserved, thanks very much, and then you were wriggling like a beached whale so I let you go.”

Molly hums. “Sounds about right.”

“And?” Fjord presses. “Care to tell me which part of that’s pissing you off?”

Fjord’s still close enough that he can feel phantom warmth prickling across his right side, and he’s been chasing that squirmy, lolling feeling since Fjord rolled off him last night and told him to behave himself as if that was going to help with anything, and even as his skin crawls with embarrassment he can’t help but spit it out. “Maybe I didn’t actually want you to stop.”

Fjord does stop, again, right there in the middle of the road and quick enough that Beau has to swerve around him with an annoyed ‘watch it!’. He blinks. “Oh.”

There’s really nothing else to say. Molly does what he always does - sticks his chin up, flicks his coat to make it billow behind him, and keeps right on going.

With all that, it’s no wonder he misses Fjord coming up behind him and throwing him over his shoulder - he’s walking, and then he’s in the air, and then there’s a shoulder in his stomach and a very fine backside inches from the tips of his horns. He barks out a surprised laugh. “What - Fjord! - I don’t think you could carry me five more yards, dear, you’d better put me down.”

“Nah, you’re not much more than a coil of rope,” Fjord says easily from somewhere up above. “Loose ends and all.”

He feels a fingertip hook around the end of his tail, brushing lightly across the tip, and-

He’s not quite sure what he does at that, but it involves a good deal of frantic giggling and clawing his way up the back of Fjord’s armor until he’s curled around his neck like Frumpkin does with Caleb. It’s cozy, he can see why the fey allows it. “Hah - oh, fuck you, that tickles, how did you know?”

“Oh, I didn’t,” Fjord tells him, and he could hear the shit-eating grin even if his face wasn’t currently smushed into Fjord’s chest plate six inches from it. “Was pretty sure this would, though.”

He puts his arm up and threads it through Molly’s, locking him in place as he works his fingertips up into his armpit. It’s absolutely not a good idea to wriggle this high up, but Molly can’t help himself as Fjord scritches a single fingertip, light and unbearable, into the hollow - he kicks, rolls his shoulders frantically from side to side, but his tail’s trapped and he can’t move his arm - Fjord’s barely moving his fingers but he’s going to dissolve - “Hhhahhh,” he whines.

Fjord laughs. “Can’t escape up there, can you? Too bad.”

It’s broad daylight, with miles of empty road stretching out around them. Molly’s never wanted to be destroyed more in his entire life. “Gods,” he chokes out. “Fjord, you fucker, if you drop me-”

Fjord starts to fiddle with his tail again. Molly shuts up.“Oh, I’ve learned my lesson, you’re not getting down until you tap out.”

He smooths his thumb back and forth across the spaded tip, and it’s bad enough that Molly nearly does just that. “Gah - hhh - eheheeee, heh-”

“Oh, there’s a thought,” Fjord muses, like Molly isn’t right there and giggling so hard that he’s shaking with it. “If I don’t let you off till we reach town, are we going to have a quiet night for once? Or do I need to get Jessie involved for that?”

Molly’s pretty sure they’re going to have to bury him right here, six feet in the air. At least that’s a nice change of pace.

[pfreadsandwrites]

九つの命/9 Lives Translation

Hi!! So, @foxy-and-tales asked me to tell her what was going on in the comic mentioned in this post. After skimming through it, I thought it'd be good practice - and it'd be easier to answer her question - if I just went through it and told her what it all meant. I realised by that point I was doing a translation, and since I was going to the trouble anyway, I thought I'd post it publicly.

So, the full comic is here. It's basically a comic that has 7 little stories about Kakashi's ninja hounds and their lives with Kakashi. It's an adorable, heartfelt story and I absolutely love the personalities that the artist gave all the ninja hounds and the depictions of their relationships with Kakashi.

My translation will be this post, follow it as a script. I don't have the skill or knowledge to edit and typeset and change the images myself - and I wouldn't do that anyway, as it would involve reposting the art and changing it without the artist's consent. But I do think that not referring to the pictures as you're reading through the script really harms how sweet this story is, so if you can go through the comic slowly whilst referring to my (amateur) translation of it, I hope you can get a glimpse of that!

WARNINGS: There is a depiction of an already dead dog in part 4 😢, and some (human!) male partial nudity in part 6 (😉)

Tagging: @scaredlittlefoxy @lemony-snickers @backalleykat @whatshernameis @gwedosuns @topsyturvy-dream @ice-icebaby @cosmiclattes

This is also the artist’s note that follows after the comic, that I’m putting here:

(Artist’s note translation)

"This is a story about the daily life of Kakashi and the eight ninken.

The ninja dogs’ personalities etc mightn’t be faithful to the source material.

The dogs live free range in Kakashi’s house.

There is an illustration of a dog dying, though it isn’t any of the ninken. Please take note.

You don’t have to read it, but below this are the dogs’ personalities:

Shiba: Friendly and sensitive

Biscuit: Childish and Selfish

Akino: Calm and cool demeanour

Bull: Timid and Quiet

Urushi: Ladykiller. A little bit dim. (Note: Himbo!)

Guruko: Annoyingly helpful and naggy

Uhei: Pure-hearted and cheerful

Pakkun: Same as in the series"

Some notes and then onwards into the translation under the cut:

Please take heed before continuing:

I’m not a professional translator, in fact I’ve done very little of this, so there’s some guesswork and liberties taken, and I don't claim that that there’ll be no mistakes.

I’ve separated it out by sections and pages, so you should be able to follow the story from following the speech bubbles (right to left) and referencing the lines here by speaker

Each space between a line denotes that it’s the next speech bubble

A new line but no change in speaker will denote that it’s the same character talking, but in the next panel or speech bubble

Italics means the character is thinking or flashbacks. I'll try and make this obvious as I go but the artwork should make that clear too.

Brackets are my additions, or me translating things like signs etc, or brackets will have smaller background dialogue not in speech bubbles. I'll try to make this clear as I go.

Stuff surrounded by * denotes actions or onomatopoeic actions/words in panels

Ask me if there’s any parts that confuse you about the story!! The way I’ve done this isn’t easy to follow but it's the best my dumb brain could come up with

TRANSLATION:

Title page

(p.1)

ここのつのいのち

9 Lives

(p.2)

1. ‘I won’t tell anyone’

(SFX: dogs playing and wagging tails)

Kakashi: Hm? You’re not gonna play, Shiba?

Shiba: …No. …Hey, Kakashi’

Kakashi: Hm? What?’

Shiba: There’s a girl I like’

Kakashi: Ohhh… I won’t tell anybody.

I won’t tell ~ I won’t tell ~

(p. 3)

Shiba: She’s really cute…

Kakashi: That’s great ~

Shiba: But I haven’t even spoken to her once

Kakashi: You should go for it ~

(SFX: *happy dog panting*)

Shiba: I’ll come back as soon as I’ve talked to her!’

Kakashi: Yep!

Shiba: I’ll be right back, definitely!

Kakashi: Ok, ok (lit. Yes yes)

(p.4)

Shiba: She’s already got someone (lit. she’s already in a couple/has a mate)

Kakashi: I see…

Shiba: She said her mate hurt his leg and can’t walk so he's staying at home…

(p.5)

Kakashi: Shiba, you know.. have feet that can walk anywhere…

So maybe you’ll meet an amazing girl again, won’t you?

(*dog cries*)

Kakashi: ...I won’t tell anyone. (*Comforting doggy*)

I won’t say anything. I won’t say anything.

(Kakashi: Aw, Shiba is pretty sweet to me, huh?)

2. Biscuit’s Sausage (note: I know his name is technically Bisuke in Japanese, but Biscuit is his dub name and it’s too adorable so that’s what I’m going with here! Also suits the personality he has in this story. What a biscuithead this boy is)

(p.6)

Biscuit: -You’re so sneaky, Kakashi! I wanted to eat sausages!

*crying dog noises*

(Uhei: Sorry, Kakashi…

Guruko: I told you!!)

Kakashi: You know if you eat sausages, Biscuit, your tummy will get sick, right? I’m boiling cod for you right now

(*tantrum noises, pounding feet and barking*)

Biscuit: *angry puppy noises* I hate fish, you idiot! I said I want to eat sausages! Sausages! Sausages!

Kakashi: *sternly* Biscuit

Biscuit: *whimper*

(p.7)

Biscuit: Kakashi, you IDIOT!

(2. Biscuit’s Sausage)

Biscuit: *sniff*

(Sign says Konoha Pet Food)

Biscuit: This is the store that sells the dog food Kakashi buys! Wow, maybe they have sausages here too!

(p.8)

Biscuit: I wonder if I'll be able to eat as much as I want… *gulp*

But if I did that, Kakashi would get in trouble

No, maybe…

*heart pounding*

Kakashi kept it (this) a secret just from me, because I'll get sick...

(Apron says Konoha Pet Food)

Shop Lady: *shuffles*

Biscuit: I didn't do anything yet!!! * heart pounding*

Shop Lady: Oh my… you really just talked!

Shop lady: You’re Kakashi’s pup, aren’t you?

(p.9)

Shop lady: Kakashi got you to come here, huh?

(Shop lady: you’re a good boy!)

Bisuke: Oh, no-

Shop lady: Though, he shouldn't have made you come pick it up without contacting us, huh? Here, sausages!

Biscuit: Sausages?!

Shop lady: There’s a pup among you guys that can’t have normal sausages, right?

It was a request from Kakashi.

He said he wanted me to make some especially for the puppy who can’t handle meat.

(p.10)

Shop lady: Well, here you go!! You’ll tell Kakashi we’re sorry for making him wait, won’t you?

Biscuit: Oh, um… But I don’t have any money…

Shop lady: It’s fine, because it’s Kakashi!

Whenever he has free time, he comes to pay.

I have a deal with him, you see. And he can't get the food if he's not here...

Next time, come together with Kakashi, okay?

(p. 11)

Kakashi: *casually picks up Bisuke* Thank you! This is for you ~

Shop lady: Thank you, come again!

Biscuit: Kakashi…

Kakashi: Hm?

Biscuit: Sorry…

Kakashi: Yeah…

I’m sorry too. I gave everyone else sausages while keeping it a secret from you.

I thought you’d definitely want some if you saw…

(Kakashi: But I got caught.)

(p. 12)

Kakashi: But…. Everyone’ll want some if they see this, too.

How about stopping by the park and eating it there?

We’ll keep it a secret from everyone 😊

Bisuke: *happy face licking and barking* When we get home, I’ll eat the cod too!!

Kakashi: Uhh… Well, Uhei and Guruko already ate it…

Bisuke: WHAT?!!!

(Flashback, Uhei and Guruko saying ‘Cod! Me too!! Me too! I want to eat some too!’)

3. Kakashi’s smile

(p. 13)

*paws thudding on ground/running away*

Kakashi: …Got you.

Akino: Ack!

It’s always only me that you brush so roughly, Kakashi!

Kakashi: It can’t be helped, can it? You have the thickest fur, Akino

*brushing softly* It’ll be over soon, it’ll be over soon…

Other doggies: That seems nice to me, Akino…

Kakashi: Hey, it’s falling out, it’s falling out ~

Akino: !!!

Kakashi: Look, it’s a mini Akino!! So much fur…

Akino: That’s too much hair off the bottom, Kakashi! Wha…

(p. 14)

*Kakashi continuing to laugh at his mini Akino*

Akino: There are times now where Kakashi summons us, even if he doesn’t have any business for us to take care of…

(Back then) he never ever summoned us outside of missions…

(p. 15)

Akino: He was doing all kinds of things, but he was the kind of person who never had a smile on his face…

Kakashi: If I had more time, I could make an even hairier one, you know

(Other dogs: *laughing* Akino: That’s a lie!)

Akino: Kakashi…. You're having fun?

Kakashi: *genuine smile* Yep, I am!

Akino: *smile* If you feel like it, you can keep going…

Kakashi: Oh?

(Later, Akino notices Kakashi has put sunglasses on the mini Akino)

4. Timid Bull (CW Animal Death)

(p. 16)

Bull: I’m the last ninja hound that came to Kakashi’s home.

Before that, I was living in a training centre for ninja hounds.

(4. Timid Bull)

The dogs I lived together with there… were all adopted when they were puppies.

But I still lived at the training centre, even as I became fully grown.

Ninja Hey, that dog looks tough, doesn’t he?

Centre manager: Yes, but… he’s not all that suited for battling…

Despite how he looks, he’s actually a timid dog.

Bull: I… I’m scared of insects. I’m scared of noises.

I’m scared of blood.

Centre manager: Because he can understand the stories of troubled humans, you see…

Bull: I’m scared of anything other than myself.

(p. 17)

Bull: Nobody would want a dog like me, right?

Kakashi: I found a good boy ~

Bull: *panicking* There’s no manager here!

Kakashi: Hello ~

Bull: …Hello… *heart pounding*

Kakashi: Ah, one that talks, huh…

Would you like to become one of my pups?

(p. 18)

Bull: Me…? Me, really? Quit it… That’s enough joking around.

Kakashi: What do you mean?

Bull: No-one wants me (😢)

Kakashi: No-one?

I want you, though.

Bull: What kind of a strange person would want me, I thought

(p. 19)

Bull: There were lots of dogs at Kakashi’s house

(Happy barking doggy noises)

Uhei: Woah, you’re huge! But among these guys, I have the fastest legs, you know!!!

Guruko: And I have the best nose!!

Biscuit: And I’m whiny!! (Note: lit. ‘I’m selfish!’)

Shiba: I have the sharpest bite!

Pakkun: I am the wisest. (Note: Pakkun I think uses Kansai-dialect Japanese lol so he sounds kinda... distinct. This is hard to convey for me lol)

Urushi: I’m popular with the ladies ;)

(Akino: I’m the fluffiest!)

Bull: I was so confused

You… you’re not scared of me?

I’m huge, and I have a scary face… So no one comes near me.

They all said they weren’t scared.

The reason, they said together, was…

(p. 20)

‘Because Kakashi brought you, Bull!’

Everyone was totally relaxed, as if they had no worries at all.

They all clung to me as if it was completely natural to do so.

I realised that there’d always be someone beside me.

(p. 21)

*sounds of paws scuffling against ground in first two panels*

*jumping to the ground noise in third panel*

Kakashi: …Bull, this way is a dead end.

Bull: …Sorry.

I couldn’t go back to where you were, and I thought so, but -

(p.22)

Bull: *looking at dog* He asked me to stay by his side.

…He was an enemy, but he was already dying.

That’s why, Kakashi….

Kakashi: …Yep.

Let’s give him a send-off together.

(Note: this was a tricky one because Kakashi says 送る, which means send, and is used with mail etc, but can mean to say farewells to the deceased, which is why Bull comments on it on the next page)

(p. 23)

Bull: He wanted to say ‘I want to bury him’

But Kakashi said ‘send-off’.

Lightly, as if his life force was still there

There… there are a lot of things that scare me.

When I was waiting for this dog, I was scared.

But I couldn’t refuse his request.

(p. 24)

Bull: …I’m spineless.

Kakashi: Everyone else has lots of things they’re scared of, you know.

That’s why they all stay by your side, Bull.

If you’re there, everything will be alright. That’s how everyone feels.

If you’re close by, everyone’s able to feel safe.

(p. 25)

Kakashi: ….This puppy, too.

Dying dog: …Please…

Bull: That dog…

Dying dog: Stay with me, until the end…

Kakashi: Because you stayed with him, Bull, he felt at peace, didn’t he?

Bull: I don’t think that dog was happy…

…Kakashi.

He was very thin, and he also smelt like he was sick

To protect themselves, his owner didn’t treasure this [this dog’s] life.

Kakashi, I…

Somehow, I..

I’m very…

(p. 26)

Bull: I wanted to cry out as loud as I could..

Kakashi: Yeah… (I’m not sure who’s saying this line)

Bull: For feeling guilty towards that dog, and for knowing Kakashi…

For my life being here now.

For my life, I wanted to cry it out until the blood came out of my throat.

(p. 27)

Bull: That dog…

I wonder, was that dog ever able to feel like this, even once?

(Flashback) Doggies: Because Kakashi brought you, Bull!

Uhei: Hey!!! Bull!!

Shiba: You’re late!!

I was worried, you know!

Guruko: (to others) Hey, Bull came back!!

Bull: I’m Bull. The dog that Kakashi found.

5. Urushi’s scales

(p.28)

Urushi: I think I’m good looking

(5. Urushi’s scales)

Girl pups: Ahh~ Urushi…~

Urushi: I’m popular with the ladies

(note: he uses メス, which means bitch in the literal sense - a female dog - and all the puppers use it to refer to human women too. So I just left it as ladies, as I don't think the pups mean it to be crass, they just use dog language and apply it to humans as well as themselves)

Sometimes I’m told ‘it’s probably because you’re one of Kakashi’s ninken’, but…

(Background lettering over the other dogs says ‘Unstylish/Uncool/Lame’)

But my other friends aren’t all that popular, really.

Still, I think it’s because I really am good-looking after all.

(Choruses of ‘Urushi~’, ‘Ahh…; and ‘Let’s play together, Urushi)

Urushi: Hehehe…

Being good-looking is a great thing.

Guruko: Hey, Kakashi!

(p. 29)

Guruko: You got hit by a girl again, didn’t you?!

Kakashi: *laughing* No…

Akino: Why were you hit by a girl? Do girls not like you?

Uhei: It looks like it hurts…

Kakashi: Nooo ~

Shiba: You’re so strong, Kakashi, why were you hit?

Biscuit: You couldn’t avoid it?

Guruko: *Steam from nostrils* I’ll fight her for you!

Kakashi: It’s fine, it’s fine ~

What are you saying?

(p. 30.)

Urushi: Kakashi said ‘I took responsibility’.

Sometimes humans say things I don’t understand…

Girl dog: Urushi… pair up with me.

Urushi: If Kakashi’s saying it, it must be important…

Be… Because I’m one of Kakashi’s ninken?

Girl dog: It has nothing to do with that. I like you, Urushi

Urushi: Wow… *heart pounding*

Girl dog: Pair up with me, and…

I want you to leave the ninken. (Lit. Stop being a ninken)

(p. 31)

Girl dog: I love you, Urushi, but what if, on a mission, you…

I can’t stand the thought of that!

Leave the ninken, and… always stay in the village with me?

Urushi: This girl’s a beauty, and has a kind personality…

I think that I might want to be with her…

Should I leave the ninken?

(p. 32)

Urushi: *perplexed*

Kakashi, Bull and Biscuit: *zzz, sleeping sounds*

Urushi: If I said I wanted to leave the ninken…

Kakashi: (in Urushi’s imagination) If that’s what you want, Urushi

It’s fine with me! (Background: It would be a shame, though…)

Urushi: I feel like Kakashi would say something like that…

Do I want to do that…? Not really, but… *sigh*

Hey, Pakkun.

(p. 33)

Pakkun: Something bothering you?

Urushi: Yeah, there is

I have to decide between two things, but it’s difficult…

I want both of them, but I can’t have them.

Pakkun: … Is it a girl problem?

Urushi: Yep ~

Pakkun: That’s just like you, Urushi. (Pakkun’s imagination shows two girl pups arguing:

Urushi!! Which one will you choose, me or her?! *indignant barking*)

When making a decision about something, one needs to think about what’s most.

...important to oneself.

Let’s say you balance both sides on your scales…

Urushi: My scales?

Pakkun: For example….

(p. 34)

It’s not the physical weight, but the weight of what you think is precious and important. It’s the weight of those feelings.

If you think about which is heavier, you’ll find the answer.

Kakashi: You guys are having a kinda complicated conversation, huh…?

Pakkun: Oh, Kakashi, you woke up, did you?

Urushi: *heart pounding*

Kakashi: My scales lean towards sleep, you know..

Let’s eat soon, okay? Please…

Urushi: Kakashi…. Are you happy that I’m here?

(p. 35)

Kakashi: Hm? Yeah, I’m happy!

Urushi, of course I’m happy ~

(Note: the word Kakashi uses is 嬉しい, which is ‘ureshii’ so Kakashi is making a pun with Urushi’s name here.)

Urushi: *blush* Okay!

Pakkun: What we were just talking about… Don’t talk about it in front of Shiba.

Urushi: Huh? Why?

Pakkun: Seems like he recently had his heart broken…

(p. 36)

Urushi: The thing that’s most important and precious to me… isn’t you.

That’s why I can’t be with you.

I can’t be with you, but… you’re a beautiful and amazing lady.

So, let’s meet again one day ~

Biscuit: Kakashi! Kakashiiiii! It’s awful!!

(p. 37)

(*throbbing pain*)

Biscuit: Urushi’s hurt!!

(*dogs barking*)

Guruko: Let’s go fight them!! *steam from nostrils*

Shiba: No way, is it a girl? Kakashi, you better tell him off!!!

Kakashi: Did you get into a fight with a dog from the village?

Urushi: No, it’s not that…

I took responsibility.

I’ve got a manly mark on my face, heh~

Shiba: You better tell him off!! *bark*

Pakkun: That’s it…

6. Kakashi’s Helper Team!

(p. 38)

Kakashi: I’m home~!!!

Guruko: ?!!! Kakashi, you stink!!

Kakashi: *sweetly smiling* Oh, stop it…

I saw Asuma after a long time, and we talked and ended up getting some drinks… It was nice to see him… *flops down on floor*

Guruko: Take a bath!!!

Don’t go to sleep!!

(*soundly sleeping*)

(p. 39.)

Guruko: Uhei! Uheiii!

Uhei: What is it?

Guruko: Let’s clean up Kakashi!

(6. Kakashi’s Helper Team!)

Uhei: Ehh… But if he wakes up, he’ll take a bath himself, won’t he?

(SFX: Heave-ho! Heave-ho!)

Guruko: We can’t leave Kakashi as he is when he’s this stinky! It’s fine, take it off!

Uhei: Uh, this is stuck half way, I can’t take it off

Guruko: Because you haven’t taken off his leg bandages!

(p. 40)

Guruko: Damn, this is stuck half way *pulling*

Uhei: Isn’t that because you haven’t taken off his headband?!

Guruko: This is enough, let’s carry him to the bath like this!

(*dragging noises*)

Uhei: Won’t his clothes get wet?

Guruko: It’s fine, because we’re going to wash them anyway!

Uhei: It’s amazing… Kakashi still hasn’t woken up!

Guruko: Okay, let’s wash him!

Uhei: Isn’t that… the shampoo that we use?

Guruko: It’s totally safe!!

If it’s fine for us to use, it’ll be fine for Kakashi too, right?

Uhei: I guess…

(p. 41)

Uhei: We can wash his body, but what about his clothes?

(SFX: *scrub scrub*)

Guruko: If we wash them together, it’ll be fine! Hey, pour some hot water over here ~

Uhei: Okay!

(SFX: *splash*)

Kakashi: *suddenly yelling* I’m gonna die!!

Guruko: *screaming*

Kakashi: Even with my face covered, if you pour hot water on me, I can’t breathe, you know!! You really can’t do that.

Guruko: You woke up…

(SFX: *heart pounding*)

Uhei: You really scared me…

(p. 42)

Kakashi: You’d started something, and I wondered how far you’d carry on… Ah, I’m drenched.

Guruko: Ah, I’m sorry, Kakashi!!

Kakashi: Well, anyway.. you guys ended up cleaning yourselves pretty good too. You’re all drenched, too.

Guruko: Then I’ll go get some towels!!

Uhei: Kakashi, Kakashi

Guruko acts the way he does, but he really loves looking after you!

Kakashi: I know.

Biscuit: I want to have a bath with Kakashi too ~

Guruko: That’s not it! It’s just all slippery (note: not accurate, but the gist is that Biscuit misunderstands and Guruko puts him straight)

7. I’ll always love you

(p. 43)

(Flashback)

Sakumo: Pakkun…

Pakkun…

I have a favour to ask.

(Present)

Pakkun…

(SFX: Snoring)

Kakashi: Pakkun..

(SFX: Gasp)

Pakkun: Huh?

Kakashi: It’s time to eat.

(p. 44)

Pakkun: Alright.

(Other dogs: Food~ Food ~

Kakashi: Yes ~ Yes ~)

(Flashback)

Sakumo: Pakkun…

Pakkun….

Pakkun..

(p. 45)

Pakkun: Kakashi?

Kakashi: Hm?

Pakkun: For the mission report before… You didn't need me, did you?

Why did you bring me?

Other dogs: We want to come too!!

Kakashi: It’s just Pakkun for today

Kakashi: Hmm…

Hey, let’s relax here for a little while.

Pakkun: What’s this…

Kakashi: Come on…

Well…

(p. 46)

Kakashi: I want to talk about Dad.

…No. Maybe it’s a confession?

Talking about Dad…. Felt like something we couldn’t even broach. Ever.

I think you felt this way too, right, Pakkun?

I couldn’t tell you earlier that ‘it’s all right now’. Even though it was.

It was just a matter of timing, I guess…

Pakkun: But I wasn’t waiting for you to say that… Even if you’d have said it earlier, that’d have been good, but..

Why, out of the blue like this?

A change like that… Just like…

Just like…

(p. 47)

(Flashback)

Sakumo: I have a favour.

(Present)

Kakashi: The day Dad died…

Ever since then, for a long time, now… I became strange.

I’ve been nothing but trouble for you.

Pakkun: Kakashi-

Kakashi: Even though… you were hurting over Dad not being here too.

(p. 48)

Kakashi: Dad was your first master, right?

You really were precious to him.

….The other day, when you were having a nap, I woke you up, didn’t I?

It might have been because of the food, but your nose was twitching.

At first, I thought you were growling.

When I woke you up, you had a really startled expression when you looked at me.

I understood right away.

You were thinking about Dad, right?

(p. 49)

Kakashi: You were having a dream about Dad that time, right?

Thank you for always being considerate towards me…

But it’s alright now.

From now on, I want you to tell me…

The things about Dad that only you know.

(p. 50)

Pakkun: Sakumo…

(Sakumo: Pakkun…)

Pakkun: …really was a loving, kind man.

Kind, and…

(Sakumo: Pakkun…)

Pakkun: Kind, and…

…Kakashi.

I’ll tell you about Sakumo.

The things I’ve always wanted to tell you

I’ll tell you now.

Kakashi: Okay.

(p. 51)

Kakashi: Thank you for telling me about Dad, Pakkun.

Pakkun: …Don’t you dare die.

(Pakkun…)

I’ve had enough now.

Yeah. Enough.

(p. 52)

(Sakumo: I’m asking.…)

Pakkun: Sakumo…

The two of you are exactly alike.

Kakashi: Oh, really?

Pakkun: Everything’s alright now.

(p. 53)

“Kakashi!”

(p. 54)

(No text)

(p. 55)

Kakashi!

(p. 56)

Kakashi

(Note: I think the favour Sakumo asked of Pakkun was to take care of and be mindful of Kakashi always. This isn't outright stated)