#okay done now sorry I'm feeling gloomy

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*Phwwwwhht*

The screeching sound of Coach Amy's whistle echoed through the gymnasium. "Come on, ladies! Hustle! Hustle!' she yelled. "How do you expect to compete against anyone like this? Damn, my 6-year-old son can hit a ball better than that!" You were doing deliver and pop-serve drills with the rest of your team. Usually, these were the easiest drills, but Coach Amy puts a lot of pressure on competitions. "Great job, ladies. Let's take a quick break and then when you come back, we'll split into teams and play a quick match."

Heather jogged over, tossing you a cold Gatorade, "Hey, Y/N. Do you wanna hang out after practice?" "Can't. Sunghoon said I gotta go straight home after practice." You took a quick sip of the cool drink. "Awww. Why? "Dunno. He just said I better be home. It's probably something stupid." "Hmm...okay, well, maybe another time." "Yep. Ugh. Coach is dragging practice out today." "I know right...I wish we could be done already." You nodded your head in agreement after taking one last sip before capping the bottle. "Well just don't let her know or else we'll be running laps and it's hot as fuck outside. Feels like hell on earth--"

Coach Amy came jogging in before you could finish what you were saying. "Sorry, ladies. I'm having an emergency at home right now. So, practice is over for the day. You can all go home for the evening. Or not. Oh, and make sure you get your stuff out of the lockers cuz' school's gonna be closed all next week for maintenance... Uhhhh...and try to practice your technique at home... Dammit, where'd I put my keys?" She prattled, gathering together her belongings before leaving the gym.

"Woah! Did you hear that?" Heather beamed. "Yea, we're done for the day." you sighed. "Not just the day, the WEEK!!" she continued.

"What are you two so excited about? You need all the practice you can get. Especially Heather's lazy ass." Kimberly scoffed. She's the team captain. Great leader...but it's more like a dictatorship. "God, what now Adolf Kimberly?" Brianna spat. "I'm not even fucking talking to you, bitch." "K, and. I heard you talking shit so I'm just trying to see what it's all about."

Brianna "Bree" is another one of your teammates. What really makes her stand out--aside from the black lipstick and eyeliner--is her nonchalant, badass mentality. As far as you know, she is only capable of expressing 5 emotions: spicy, empty, chill, tired, and happy...though the reasons behind her smile vary.

"Fuck you." "I guess you finally ran out of things to say huh?" "I have plenty to say. I'd just rather not waste my words on your gloomy ass. You freaky, emo, bitch." "Wow, that was almost good enough to tickle my feelings." "Whatever." Kimberly rolled her eyes before exiting the gym.

"Thanks, Bree." "It's all good Heather. You know how much I enjoy knocking the queen off of her throne." Brianna snickered.

The rest of the girls had already left, only you three were in the gym at this point. "I really wish we could hang out guys, but my lame-ass brother wants me to go home right after practice." "Ehh, it's cool. I got a few things to do too." Bree said as she let her hair down. "Boooo. Everybody has something to do except for me." Heather whined. "What about your history assignment. Isn't it due tomorrow?" Bree prompted. "Oh shit! I forgot. Gotta go girls. Byeeeee." Heather threw her bag over her shoulder before heading out. "I didn't know she was taking history this semester." "She's not. I was just trying to get rid of her." Brianna smiled before lugging her backpack on. "Have fun with your brother." she waved.

"Alright, Sunghoon. I'm home. Now, what was so--" As you walked in you noticed another pair of shoes at the front door. "Sunghoon?" You could hear him in the living room, but who the hell was he talking to?

"Hey, sis. Look who came to visit." Sunghoon said pointing to a familiar face.

"HEESEUNG?!"

"Hey! Long time no see huh?" Heeseung chimed as he scooped you up in his arms. *There was no way he was actually here.* you thought to yourself. It felt like the whole room was spinning. "Hehe. Look at her face." Heeseung chuckled. "She looks like she's seen a ghost," Sunghoon added.

Almost 2 years ago, Heeseung, signed up for a trip studying abroad in Switzerland. "Are you sure you still wanna do this?" Sunghoon asked as Heeseung finished packing up his dorm. You joined Sunghoon to see Heeseung for the last time before he left with the rest of his group. "Yea. I can get some cultural experience and even put my French to some good use." "To good use huh? Doing what? Seducing Swiss chicks?" "No," Heeseung laughed as he playfully pushed Sunghoon's shoulder. "I'm gonna be working with a psychiatrist." he continued.

At this time you were 17 and Heeseung was almost 20. He had been friends with Sunghoon since elementary. They were so close, that Heeseung felt like another brother to you, which is exactly why having a crush on him was the most repulsive thing you could ever do. But you couldn't help it. The feelings you had felt so wrong and so right at the same time. Still, a relationship between the two of you was impossible.

You can remember the one time Sunghoon found your diary. He had been suspecting that you were hiding something from him so he wanted to know if you had a secret boyfriend or something. Fortunately, he hadn't found anything connecting the dots back to your massive crush on Heeseung. You were 14 at the time and Sunghoon was always very protective of you, even now, he's the same way.

Present Day... "I thought you were supposed to be gone for another few months," Sunghoon said before taking a seat on the couch. "Yea, I was, but they ended up cancelling the trip early. So, I thought why not surprise my best friend with an unexpected return?" You still stood in shock as your brother went back and forth with Heeseung about his trip to Switzerland.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you guys something." Heeseung said as he walked over to his black duffle bag. He pulled out a small black trash bag. "I got a knife for you, Sunghoon. It even has your name engraved in it." "Woah, how'd you do that." "Oh, well there was this guy who branded all sorts of stuff. That's the same guy who put your name on this music box." Heeseung said, passing you a small wooden music box. There was a rabbit sculpted on the lid with flowers carved around the base. Your name was engraved on a gold plate in the center with rose bolts as fasteners.

"It's beautiful, Heeseung. Thank you," you smiled. "You're welcome," he replied. Maybe it was just your emotions, or maybe it wasn't, but the way he was looking at you was different. He could genuinely be happy to see you, but it felt like he wanted something more than a friendship.

"What else did you get? There's no way this was everything." Sunghoon said, taking Heeseung's attention off of you. "You guys are gonna love this." Heeseung chimed pulling out 2 large books. "A book?" You and Sunghoon questioned in unison. "Not just any book...a book box." Heeseung smiled as he opened the 'book box' to reveal an assortment of candy. "Authentic Swiss candy. Literally the best in the country," he smiled. "And this book over here has the sweetest Swiss wine." "I'll be taking that." Sunghoon laughed as he swiped the bottle from Heeseung's hands.

Sunghoon went to the kitchen to grab a few wine glasses. "Hey, Hee. Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?" "Umm, no. But don't worry about it. I'm gonna get a hotel for tonight and then I'll go shack up with my brother until I can move in on campus." "Well, you can stay here as long as you want. No need for a hotel. You know how much our parents love you." "Where are they by the way?" "Out of town for a business trip. They should be back in another week or so." "Oh, okay. Well, I can sleep on the couch if that's okay." "Or you could just have the extra bed in my room." "You still have that?" "Yea, it's a great storage unit." Sunghoon laughed.

After a few glasses of wine and some candy, Sunghoon and Heeseung headed off to his room for the night. Since it was Friday, they played games for a few hours before finally going to bed.

Aside from the massive amount of noise coming from your brother's room, you couldn't sleep at all. Once it finally quieted down you went to the kitchen to grab a drink.

You blindly walked through the darkness of the hallway, making your way to the kitchen.

"Couldn't sleep?" a voice in the darkness took you by surprise. "Sunghoon?" "Nope. He's still asleep. It's just me." "Oh..." "Well, you don't sound too thrilled to see me. Were you hoping to sneak out with your boyfriend or something?" "What!? No! I don't even have a boyfriend. I was literally coming to get a drink." "Relax. I was only teasing." You weren't actually offended, you just didn't expect him to say something like that.

"What are you doing awake anyway?" "Time is different in Switzerland, so my sleeping schedule is kinda off." "Oh." Heeseung walked over to the fridge and pulled out a cold water bottle. "Here." "Huh?" "You said you were coming to get a drink, right?" "Oh. Yeah. Thanks." You screwed off the cap before taking a sip from the bottle.

*Wait...Is he WATCHING ME??!! Why the hell is he--* *Cough. Cough.* Distracted by Heeseung's gaze you choked on the water in your mouth, spilling it all over your shirt. "Dammit," you mumbled to yourself. "Are you okay?" Heeseung ran to grab you a towel. "Yea. *cough* I'm fine." "Here let me help you." Heeseung started to pat at the wetness on your shirt, tapping gently across your tits. "Hmm, this isn't gonna work," he said before quickly removing his shirt. "Put this on," he commanded, passing you his shirt.

*Is he being serious?* "What?" Heeseung said before looking down to see your bare tits showing through the wet shirt. The cold water had also caused your nipples to harden. "Shit. Sorry. I'll turn around." Before he turned around you could see the imprint of his dick in his pants. It took you a few seconds to process what was happening before you started to remove your wet shirt. Surprisingly it was more difficult to take off than you had anticipated. As you wrestled with the shirt, you managed to yank it over your head, but not without whacking Heeseung on the shoulder. "Ouch." He said, turning back around to face you...topless.

"Oh my god. I-I-" "TURN AROUND!!" you whisper-yelled. "Sorry," he apologized before quickly turning around.

Both of you were quiet for a moment. "Heeseung?..." "Yea?" "You can turn around now." He slowly turned back around meeting your eyes. "I saw the way you were looking at me. What were you thinking about?" Your question caused Heeseung's eyes to widen. "I-uhh... You're Sunghoon's little sister. I can't..." "I know, but what if it's just one time?" You reached over to grab Heeseung's hand and place it on your exposed tit. He gently started to massage your tit in his hand. "See? It's not that bad... Just one time Heeseung. We can be quiet." "Okay, but this is never happening again, right?" "I promise."

You had no idea what succubus had taken over your body, but you were in no mood to stop what was about to happen.

Without your oversized shirt on, you were left in a pair of pastel panties. He immediately started to kiss your lips before pushing you to sit on the wooden bar stool. He was pressing on your thighs as he deepened the kiss. You could feel how desperate he was for more as he lifted you off of the stool. You wrapped your legs around him as he pulled you in even more.

"Wait," you said stopping him in his heat. "Let's go to my room," you said before leading him down the hallway.

❤️‍🔥: *Click* You locked your bedroom door before Heeseung carried you over to the bed. He started to kiss you again, but this time it was different. You could tell that he was getting more excited as he moved down to your neck, then your breasts, and ultimately...

Heeseung pulled down your panties and began to lap at your wetness. You took advantage of this moment and started to grind on his face by tugging at his hair. You noticed while he was eating you out that he was also jerking his cock. His soft moans were really turning you on...as if you needed any help getting turned on. Heeseung looked so sexy as he practically begged to stay between your legs. The way he ate you out caused you to squirm and moan.

"I don't wanna have all the fun by myself." You said breathlessly before Heeseung stopped and slowly rose to his feet. You fell to your knees as you stroked his thick, twitching dick before putting it in your mouth. It was so thick you could feel your lips stretching around it. He immediately started to forcefully pump himself in your mouth, moaning with every push. You didn't even have the chance to really get into it before he filled your mouth with his hot load.

"Sorry..." he apologized after cumming embarrassingly quick. "Umm, it's okay," you replied, shocked at what just happened. :❤️‍🔥

He gathered his clothes together and got dressed before leaving your room. "Goodnight, Y/N." "Night..."

The next day, you woke up to the sound of Heeseung and your brother playing the game. You knew that's what they were doing because of the loud shouting and rapid clicking of the controllers.

"Heeseung cover for me. I'm gonna flank these guys on the left." "Okay. FUCK!" "What happened?" "Some guy fucking scoped me from the roof." "Oh shit. Hold on...I'm gonna take a few out over here while I wait for you to respawn." "Dammit. These pussies are camping. I gotta find another way around." "Don't worry about it. I'm just gonna fall back and hit them with a grenade." "Okay, let me know when you get over here so I can pick up the loot."

*Knock, knock, knock* "Hey, Sunghoon." "What?" "Is it okay if I go out with the girls today?" "Uhh sure. Wait, no. Why?" "I was gonna hang out with them yesterday, but you told me to hurry home so I had to cancel." "Wait what? Hold on lemme finish up this game and we can talk okay."

It was nearly impossible to talk to your brother when he was in the middle of a game, especially if he was playing with friends. But you kind of wanted to get away for the day. Last night was insane and you didn't know how to look at Heeseung right now. Even just thinking about him got you excited. "Okay, I'll be in my room," you said before walking back to your room.

You decided to listen to music while you waited for Sunghoon. It had been almost 10 minutes before you heard a knock at your door. "Hey, umm...me and Sunghoon are done on the game, so you can go talk to him now." It was Heeseung, the main reason you wanted to go out today. "Oh, okay. Wait, Heeseung..."

You wanted to talk about last night. How did he feel? What was he thinking? "Yea?" "Can we talk about last night?" "What about it?" "We almost had sex. Don't you remember?" "SHHHHH! What the fuck is wrong with you?" he whispered loudly at you before walking into your room to slightly close the door behind him. "What?" "We're not supposed to be talking about that." "Yeah, but I-" "No. we're not talking about this. Just pretend it never happened. You're Sunghoon's little sister and that just feels really wrong." "You weren't thinking about that when you were fucking my mouth."

Before Heeseung could respond, Sunghoon walked in. "Umm. What are you guys doing in here? Y'know what... never mind. What were you trying to ask me earlier? Something about going out." "Yea. I was asking if I could go hang out with some of the girls from my team." "Sure, but you gotta be back home before 6, okay?" "Alright."

The two boys left your room before heading to the living room. "Hey, Heeseng can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure man. What's up?" "I don't mind you hanging around my sister. I mean we basically grew up together, but you better not be fucking around with her." "What are you talking about?" "I'm just saying. You can't do that with her. I know how you used to like her. You told me that one time you got drunk." "But, that was years ago. I don't even like her like that anymore. I swear. She's like a little sister to me." "Okay, that's good. I just wanna make sure you understand how I feel about that." "Yea. I got it. Your sister's off limits."

It wasn’t long before you went out to the mall with Brianna and Heather to hang out for the next few hours. You had already done a little shopping and now you were sitting in the food court eating lunch. "Okay, so wait. You're asking me what I would do if my brother's best friend was a total hottie?" Heather squealed. "Obviously, I'd fuck him if I had the chance." she laughed. "Yea, but he's your brother's best friend and you guys grew up together." "But he's hot." "Ok, hold on lemme say something. Let's just say he's like a 10, right. And he shows the slightest interest. But on top of that, the thought of being with him makes you feel that rush." "That rush? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" "You know like the taboo, forbidden love type. It kinda makes you want it more doesn't it." "OH MY GOD! Yessss. That makes it hotter." "No way. That makes it worse."

"Wait wait wait wait WAITTT!!! Oh my god. Don't tell me you did it." "WHAT!! No! Of course I didn't." "Yes, you totally did. You fucked your brother's best friend. That is so fucking hot." "That must've been the reason Sunghoon wanted you to come home. I remember you telling us he went to another country or whatever. Oh, I bet you couldn't wait to hop on that dick." Brianna laughed. "Guysssss. It's not like that." "Then tell us what it's like." "Yea, tell us what it feels like to fuck your brother's best friend."

"Look, I'm gonna tell you exactly how it happened. I literally got up to get something to drink. I thought that my brother and him were asleep so I didn't expect Heeseung to be in the kitchen." "And I guess that's when he gave you something to drink huh?" Bree winked. "No. Ugh, y'know what? Fuck this. I'm not telling you guys shit. I'm just gonna eat my damn lunch, okay." Brianna and Heather burst into laughter and continued teasing you for the rest of the day.

Brianna dropped Heather off at her house before bringing you home.

"Hey, I know we were joking around and everything earlier. But seriously, if your brother isn't okay with that, maybe you should let it go." "What do you mean?" "I'm sure he has his reasons for being against it. Maybe Heeseung doesn't treat girls right or maybe Sunghoon might feel uncomfortable looking at his best friend kiss his little sister. Especially if he sees him as a brother. Just think about it okay." "Okay, I will. Thanks for taking me home." You smiled. "Anytime. See ya later, Y/N." Brianna waved before driving off.

You walked inside to see Heeseung alone in the kitchen. You were getting a sense of deja vu. The last time you saw him in the kitchen by himself, you two ended up in your bedroom. "Where's Sunghoon?" you asked, breaking the silence. "He left a few minutes ago." "For what?" "He said he had to do something for school before Labor Day." "Oh, okay."

"Did you have fun?" "Huh?" "With your friends." "Oh, umm yea I did. We mainly just hung out at the mall…y’know. Girl stuff." You said before walking to your room to change your clothes.

*That was weird...Maybe I'm just overthinking things. He could've been genuinely asking.* you thought to yourself.

To take your mind off of your secret affair with Heeseung, you played some music on the mini speaker in your bedroom. You pulled your jeans off before taking off your shirt, then you walked over to your dresser and pulled out an outfit to wear after your bath.

"Hey..." You were so zoned out in the music that you hadn't even noticed when Heeseung walked into your room. "Oh my god!" you gasped, covering your lace bra with the folded clothes in your hands. "Oh shit. I'm sorry," he said immediately turning around. "You must enjoy sneaking peeks at me." "No, it was an accident. I swear." "Right. Because I'm Sunghoon's little sister huh?" "What?" "That's why you find me so repulsive." "That's not true." "Well, how come you shut me down earlier? Huh? If it's not true then it must be something else. What the hell did you come in here for anyway?" "I-uhh-I was actually coming to apologize for that." "For what?" "For being so harsh. I just don't want your brother to know about us."

*Woah. When the hell did we become an us?*

Heeseung turned to face you. "I really do like you, Y/N." He continued to walk closer to you. "And I want to be with you. We just have to keep it our little secret, okay?" Heeseung whispered in your ear, sending chills up your spine. This was much different from the way he acted the night before. "Can you keep a secret?" He asked, gently grazing your lips with his. "Yes." you submissively responded as Heeseung kissed your lips.

He proceeded to guide you into the bathroom in your room. It was like you were entranced by the way you let him take control of you. He locked the door behind you before turning on the water in the shower.

❤️‍🔥: "We gotta be quick. Who knows how long Sunghoon's gonna be." Heeseung said as he began to remove his clothes. "Wait! Are you gonna get in the shower with me?" "Of course I am," he chuckled before walking into the warm shower and kissing you again, but this time you could feel him forcing his cock between your thighs. It barely grazed your clit before you let out a soft moan.

"You like it that much? Huh? You like the way I tease your pretty little pussy?" The hot, steamy water caused Heeseung's hair to stick to his face. Heeseung started to grind harder and faster, sending you over the edge. This time he was focusing only on stimulating your clit because he loved feeling you shake in his arms. He grabbed your hands and pinned them behind your back before lifting one of your legs to expose your throbbing, dripping cunt. "I'm gonna fuck your pussy raw, baby," Heeseung said as he began to pump himself into you. Within seconds you were already ready to cum. "Cum for me baby." after hearing this you came hard and loud, but he didn't slow down and continued fucking you the same way. "Do you like it when I fuck that perfect pussy of yours?" You were a dripping, moaning mess, he had fucked you senseless. You could barely even speak, only broken whimpers escaped your lips.

"Get on your knees and suck it. I wanna cum all over those perky tits." Heeseung huffed as you trembled down to your knees. "You're such a good girl," Heeseung said as he pulled your chin to kiss your lips. "You're such a fucking good girl for me, baby," he continued before stuffing his thick, throbbing cock in your mouth. He did a few strokes before pulling his cock out to let you breathe. "Open up baby girl," he said as you opened your mouth. Heeseung spit on your tongue and shoved his dick back in your mouth, pulling it out every so often. "Mmm fuck, baby. I love fucking that pretty mouth of yours," he groaned as he continued fucking your mouth. "Yea, baby. Just like that. You're doing so good." He threw his head back before pushing 3 long, hard strokes down your throat and pulling out to cum all over your tits. "We can go again after your brother goes to sleep." :❤️‍🔥

Surprisingly, he actually stayed to finish showering with you. He lathered the lavender loofah in his hands before rubbing it over your tits, cleaning his load off of them. He proceeded to clean your shoulders and slowly moved down to the rest of your body.

Sunghoon came home soon after your sexy, teasing shower with Heeseung, but by that time you had fallen asleep on the couch.

You felt a soft kiss placed gently on your forehead.

"You're like a drug to me, Y/N. And I'm addicted. I love the way I lose control around you. Sunghoon's little sister or not, I love you and I have for a very long time."

Heeseung's voice cut through your dream, but you were unsure if you were dreaming or if he really said that.

"Wow, she's sleeping this early?" Sunghoon said seeing you lying peacefully on the couch. "Yea, she just came home, showered, and passed out on the couch." Heeseung chuckled. "Hmm, well I don't wanna just leave her here. Every time she falls asleep on the couch she wakes up in pain. I'll just carry her to her bed and then we can go hang out for a bit." "Uhh, I don't mind bringing her for you." "You sure?" "Yea, I got her." "Okay, thanks. You might want to pull her covers back first-- Y'know what I'll go do that and you just pick her up."

Heeseung forgot that he hadn't had the chance to take his clothes out of your bathroom. He was hoping that Sunghoon didn't see his clothes lying on your bathroom floor. Fortunately, the lights were off and Heeseung kept it that way. For some reason, unbeknownst to Heeseung, there was something about carrying you to bed that he loved. This was the first time he ever did it, but he remembered Sunghoon doing it a few times when you were younger. There were times you'd fall asleep in your brother's bed and he would always carry you to bed, so it was no shock to you when you woke up around 3 a.m. under the covers in your bed.

Feeling a little flushed, you walked to the kitchen to grab a cold drink. You were actually thirsty, but you were also hoping to run into Heeseung in the kitchen. However, to your surprise, the kitchen was completely empty.

You grabbed a tall glass from the cabinet and filled it with cold water, even though you were tempted to get lemonade or something. You drank a few sips before taking the glass back to your room.

Before going back to bed, you peeked into Sunghoon's room to check on him. You had fallen asleep early so you were just checking that he was in bed. You saw your brother curled up in his bed, wild strands of hair framed his delicate features. Your brother could be very annoying sometimes, but you knew it was just his way of looking out for you.

You slowly closed the door before entering your room.

"HEESEUNG!!" you quietly shouted before closing the door behind you and placing the glass of water on your desk. "What the hell are you doing in here?" "I forgot my clothes in your bathroom." "Oh..." "Did you want me to leave them in there for you to try on later?" "No, I-" "I'm teasing." Heeseung held his clothes in his hands and walked toward the door.

"Hmm, you closed the door. Were you expecting something else? Maybe that extra round now that your brother's asleep?" Your cheeks turned red upon hearing this. "WHAT! NO. I-I didn't even think about that." "Okay, so you don't mind if I just walk out and go back to bed?" "I...umm-" "Exactly," Heeseung chuckled as he continued walking to the door.

"Wait..."

"What? Lemme guess, now you want me to stay?"

"Well...yea."

You saw a grin widen on Heeseung's face as he dropped the clothes in his hand and practically pounced on you, taking a handful of your hair as he pulled you in deeper for a passionate, aggressive kiss.

❤️‍🔥: He leaned you over your bed, grinding himself against your ass as he continued to kiss and bite your neck and shoulders. Still keeping a grip on your hair, he reached his free hand into your panties. He pushed two of his fingers into your wet pussy and used his thumb to stimulate your clit.

You remembered what he said earlier about loving the way you shake in his arms so you already expected to be edged and teased until you could barely stand. Occasionally, he would pause to lick your pussy from behind, spreading your lips with his fingers. "Okay, baby. It's my turn now," he said before softly spanking your ass. You crawled onto your bed before feeling Heeseung force his thick cock inside of your pussy causing you to let out a soft moan from the pain. Upon hearing that, Heeseung placed a hard smack across your ass.

"I love it when you moan for me, baby. Do it again," he commanded, smacking your ass again as he continued to pump himself inside of you. The strokes weren't fast and aggressive like earlier, instead, they were long, full, hard strokes. He'd slowly pull back, nearly letting the tip escape the warmth of your throbbing hole before quickly slamming himself back into your pussy.

By this time your knees had given out and you were fully supported by his grasp around your waist. He continued like this for a while, spanking your ass and fucking you from behind before flipping you over on your back. "I wanna watch you cum." he said as he started to pump himself inside of your, picking up the pace with every stroke. "Play with that clit for me, baby. I want you to squirm for me." Just as he instructed, you started to rub your clit. "That's it, baby." he kept up a consistent speed before you came all over his dick. He pulled out of your pussy and forced himself into your mouth as he filled it with his cream.

Even though you were exhausted, you wanted to go again. "Heeseung?" you called out as he sat over you. "What?" You didn't say anything. You just looked at him and he must've read your mind because he just smiled before inserting himself back into your pussy. Tears rolled down your cheeks from the overwhelming sense of pain and pleasure. He continued to fuck you hard while sucking on your tits. Heeseung grabbed your hands, holding them over your head as pounded himself deeper into you before the two of you came together. You could feel his hot load flood your pussy as it continued to spill out. :❤️‍🔥

The next few days continued the same way, you and Heeseung sneaking around and fucking whenever Sunghoon wasn't looking. However, by that time Heeseung and you had made things official. You were now secretly dating your brother's best friend.

Since there was no school the following week, you and Heeseung had plenty of bonding time whenever Sunghoon went to work. On top of that, your parents were still away on a business trip, so the two of you enjoyed every moment you had together.

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[mika-no-sekai-blog]

Word count: 2400+

Warnings: language, mentions of trauma

I noticed that most of you aren't Tamlin's fans, but give him a chance😉

Part I | Part III

One day you woke up into gloomy morning, heavy rain drumming on the leaves behind the windows. You couldn't go out, so you cuddled down with a blanket into your favourite armchair in front of the fireplace with cracking wood in it. Slowly sipping fragrant tea you dived into a book laid on your lap.

After the beast was gone your life returned to its normal. You spent your days taking walks in the forest, picking up herbs, fishing and collecting berries and mushrooms to eat. You still thought about the beast, of course you did, but after all it was his decision to leave. All you could do was hope that there's somebody who would check on his wound, making sure it healed properly.

Suddenly front door burst open harshly and the beast broke in. He was soaked, water dripping on the floor. But the sudden invasion wasn't what scared you the most. It was the beast's expression. He looked so wild, so dangerous, so angry, the rows of sharp fangs bared, his angry eyes sizing you. Huge body filled small space of cottage, sucking out all the air.

Your fingers clenching tighter around the mug, was the only sign of fear you allowed yourself. Maybe after all, they were right saying the High Lord went crazy. There's no other explanation to this. You looked straight into the green eyes with gold flecks waiting, leaving the first move to him.

He growled, the sound full of rage and pain shook the walls. He began to pad around, the dagger-like claws had left scratches on the wooden floor. You were watching him with bated breath.

After few minutes he came to you, sitting down he pressed his wolf's head to your knees and exhaled deeply.

"I'm sorry," he muttered. "I didn't know where else to go."

"It's okay," you breathed out swallowing hard. You could still feel his rage seeping from his body.

"And I'm sorry for the door. I'll repair it." You looked to the remains of what used to be the front door. The spicy smell of magic filled the air and the debris disappeared immediately replaced by new door.

"Thank you," you whispered still clenching the mug. Even thought he seemed to be calmer now, you could sense bad mood hadn't left him yet. Your eyes fell to the side where he had been wounded. "I see you healed."

"Yes, all thanks to you and that tea you gave me." He didn't offer any explanation of why he disappeared without a word, so you wouldn't ask more about it. You sat silently in that strange position for a while, not sure which topic was safe to take out.

"Is.. everything alright?" you tried your luck, hoping he wouldn't bite your head off.

"No," he answered simply and you could sense new surge of anger building in him. "She looked so satisfied..so happy next to that bastard. As if she was laughing right in my face and saying: he fucks me better than you. He even made me his.." He abruptly halted, probably thinking he said too much.

But you already knew who he really was. You suspected it before and today his words just made you sure of it. You swallowed hard. There wasn't much you could say to that without revealing you knew his true identity. So you decided it's better to remain silent.

The beast exhaled deeply and closed his eyes. "Would you mind if we stay like this for a while?" he asked, voice full of pain and resignation.

"No, I don't mind it," you offered small smile. And so you sat there in silence with beast's head rested on your legs. The fire in the hearth crackled, raindrops drummed on windows and roof and the wind blew through the treetops.

Lost in your thoughts you watched beast's slowly drying fur while sipping your tea. Reaching out your fingers gently ran over the soft fur. The beast tensed under your touch and holding breathe cracked his eyes open. Only then you realized what you had done.

"I'm so sorry," you quickly untangled fingers from fur. "I didn't mean.."

"It's okay," he interrupted you. "I.. like..it.."

It's so surprising, you weren't sure what to do. Was it permission to continue? Hesitantly you touched him, gently scratching soft fur between the antlers. He purred lowly and shut eyes closed. Heat consumed your cheeks. Treating High Lord as some pet. How rude. You couldn't believe your own audacity. Thankfully nobody else saw that. Your fingers slid down behind his ear.

Shiver ran down his spine and startled he sat up, breaking off contact. His unusual green eyes locked with yours. Some strange energy surged between you and then he blinked and it was gone.

Turning his gaze to the fire, he cleared his throat. "Don't you...have more of the tea? It smells nice."

"Oh, sure," you babbled, accepting the way out he'd offered you so generously.

While you were pouring tea to the bowl, you could feel his intensive gaze. He didn't stop even when you returned back and offered him the tea.

"Thank you," he mumbled. Both of you sat and drank your teas, silence was stretching. When it was clear he didn't want to talk anymore, you picked up your book, found where you left off and started to read.

It was almost dinner time. The beast was lying in front of the fireplace fast asleep. His gentle snoring and unceasing rain were the only sounds in the darkening room. You put the book aside. Lighting candles along the way you stalked to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

The beast didn't make even slightest move, but you knew he's awake. When food was on the table you hesitantly stepped to his side and touched his shoulder. He looked up at you.

"Come and eat something," you invited him. Obediently he followed you to table and sat down across from you. Sitting on the floor he was still taller than you. Looking down on you he watched as you took first bite. Only then he started to eat too. He finished in no time and liking his muzzle looked at plates on the table.

"Would you like some more?" you asked him.

He stiffened slowly looking up at you. "No, I'm fine." Lie. You could not only see, but also hear his hunger. You smirked, took his plate and put another portion of food on it.

"Don't be shy to tell you are hungry." He hesitantly nodded and started to eat.

When you finished, you began to clean table and dishes while he watched you with interest. "I wonder why you don't use your magic. It could be done in no time."

"I have no powers," you snorted amused.

"But you do have some," he insisted. "I can feel it. Especially when you make tea, medicines or cook."

"You must be wrong," you tried to laugh it off nervously. "I don't—can't.."

"Believe me. I can sense quite great power from you. Even now. It's suppressed, but it's there. You're on the same level as any High Fae."

"Can we just stop talking about it?" you asked him. You felt uneasy. Any mention of your magic made you feel so since you could remember. You didn't know why, anything that happened before you started to live in this cottage, was blurred. You didn't know where you came from, who you were or who your parents were. You only knew you didn't want to find out. All this magic talk made you feel nauseous. "I'm going to take some logs for fire," you announced, needing to get out of there. You didn't wait for his reaction. You needed fresh chilly air immediately.

His eyes narrowed as you rushed out into the dark. He noticed your pale face, but decided not to mention this topic anymore. Obviously there was something about it that bothered you. You didn't push him about his inner wounds, you didn't demand any explanations and he would do the same.

You didn't know how long you were sitting under the tree in the dark cold forest pressing your hands to ears, rocking back and forth. Screaming female's voice echoed in your mind. No doubt it was something you witnessed in the past, some lost memory, but you didn't want to know what it meant. You only wanted it to stop.

When you finally regained your usual composure, you took few logs and returned to cottage. The beast was again lying in front of the hearth. He looked up at you. "Everything okay?"

"Perfectly fine," you put logs away and sat down to your armchair. Suddenly realising how cold you were, you pulled up the blanket. The beast watched as you settled into the armchair and then put his head on the paws. The rest of the night you two spent in silence.

Three days passed since that day. You lived just as before. Only one thing changed - you weren't alone anymore.

The first day the beast stayed inside while you went on your regular walk, picking up herbs, mushrooms and berries, and fishing. He was probably bored all alone, because next day he joined you and went out with you. He was rather quiet companion, mostly just looking out for you while basking in the sun or helping you to carry the basket.

He was often lost in thoughts. Something bothered him, but he wouldn't say a single word. You didn't ask about it either. You just made sure he knew you were there if he needed.

Today wasn't different. You were sitting on the bank of small lake fishing while the beast was lying on large rock nearby, watching you out of habit.

"Don't you hunt?" he asked you suddenly.

You shook head. "I don't. I couldn't possibly kill an animal. I feel sick to even think about hurting small mouse."

He made a sound that remotely resembled the laughter. "You are really a vicious witch."

You frowned at him. "There's nothing wrong with it."

"No, it isn't," he agreed, his voice playful. It was the first time he had such good mood since you met him. For some reason it warmed your heart and you smiled too. "Have you ever eaten meat except of fish?"

"To be honest I don't know. I don't remember my life before I came to this forest," you admitted.

"Why?" he asked carefully.

"I don't know," you shrugged.

"Did you try to remember or search for someone to help you?"

You bit on your lower lip and shook your head. "I feel that it's better not to know."

"I see," he turned back to the lake, putting this conversation to the end. He wanted to know more, but it seemed to be dangerous topic. You were already pale enough.

For the rest of the day he stayed silent seemingly thinking about something. His good mood disappeared which was a pity. You quite liked that change and his teasing.

After the dinner he sat down in front of you, resolution in his green eyes.

"There's—there's something I should tell you.."

You patiently waited for his next words, giving him an encouraging smile.

"I..I'm not beast," he breathed out, watching you carefully, waiting for your reaction.

"I know. You have human eyes," you said calmly and took a sip of tea.

"You are really special," his mouth widened into something similar to the smile, but more wild, eyes shined brightly.

He looked at you, jaw tightening. "There is more.."

He inhaled deeply, those gleaming green eyes never leaving yours. His features started to change. You just sat there and watched. It took mere seconds, a flash of light and there was a young male kneeling in front of you only in ragged brown breeches. His golden hair were long, tangled and as dirty as the rest of his muscular body. Big silver scar on his ribs was the only proof he was the injured beast you saved.

On the first look he was High Fae, there's no doubt about it. His magic was so powerful your insides shivered. You couldn't take eyes off of him, lips slightly parted. Even under the layers of dirt he was still attractive. You'd already seen all kinds of fae males, but no one like him. Nobody was so handsome, so graceful. Nobody made your heart jump to your throat. You realized you were staring at him. Ashamed you looked down on your hands.

He nervously cleared his throat. "I'm.. Tamlin.." No titles. Okay, you could play along.

"Ehm, nice to meet you," you mumbled.

"I'm sorry for my messy appearance. It's quite some time since I.. you know.. I've spent several days in my animal form.."

"It's okay," you shyly took another sip of tea, so you didn't have to look at his broad chest.

He shakily inhaled. "Listen.. I know this is sudden, but.. the war is approaching. I had a peaceful time here to think things over, which I'm really grateful for.. but you have to go.. flee to another Court or maybe even to continent. This place won't be safe. If Prythian looses, this Court will be destroyed as first.."

Tamlin wanted to continue, but you stopped him. All feelings aside you found your balance once again and he could see why other Fae had avoided you. You were empty.

"I will not go anywhere," you stated coldly.

"It wasn't request," he matched your tone, anger building up in his voice, sharp claws slid out.

"You have no right to command me around. It's up to me if I want to leave or no." You spoke calmly, it wasn't in your nature to shout at others.

"Actually I.." Tamlin halted, biting down on his lower lip. "Do as you wish, you stubborn little thing. I warned you," he growled, stood up swiftly and without another word left.

You remained seated in your armchair grasping mug in your fingers. You understood his concern, but high lord or no he had no right to order you to leave your cottage, the only home you had ever known. This was your comfort zone and you couldn't even imagine life behind the borders of this forest.

You closed your eyes trying to calm down. You almost started to like him and his silent company. You didn't want to be angry at him. You didn't want to feel anything at all. Feelings were just troubles and troubles hadn't place in your life. And so you pushed and pushed until all of the feelings disappeared and you again felt yourself.

[littlebugs]

Can I request for Kylo Ren in which the returns with him from a failed mission? She made a mistake and maybe Kylo made it clear to her that he was very upset about it during an argument afterwards. She tries to make up for it by doing a mission on her own, only on this one she gets badly hurt and is brought back by Hux after finding her severely wounded/injured. When Kylo learns of it, he flips out thinking she wasn’t going to make it alive, but in the end, she survives and makes a full recovery. Something short and sweet in the end between them as he takes care of her during the healing process. Thanks! ❤️

(I hope this is okay! If not, feel free to ignore it!)

i love you

warnings: injury, very angsty (fluff ending), fem presenting reader (she/her pronouns), mild language, written at 1am so not the best proofreading, toxic kylo in the beginning 😓 a/n: thanks so much for the request love! i got carried away writing this lol, sorry if its a lil long!

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"Shit," you cursed as you sprawled over the couch in yours and Kylo's living room. You'd messed up today. It was tiny, minuscule, just a little mistake. You hoped it wouldn't matter to Kylo. But you knew better.

The large door, black, matching most of the Commander's gloomy interior, swung open. And slammed shut. You nearly fell off the couch, already exhausted from the days work. "Hey Ky..." you trailed off. He looked absolutely terrifying. Blood on the toes of his boots. Holes ripped through his outfit. But the worst of all, his face. He looked- angry. Disappointed. Annoyed. Maybe even..disgusted?

"Shut up," He threatened, walking up to you. His arms crossed, feet spread apart, you knew you were in for it. From your spot now on the floor, huddled in a ball, you felt defenseless. "You messed up today," he scolded. "This was a covert operation. We had one shot at this, and you blew it." His voice was a low, seething growl.

"I'm sorry I had a- momentary.. lapse in judgment?" You didn't know what to say. This wasn't supposed to be a big deal. It was a tiny mess up. You forgot to disable a single security camera. Just one. It wouldn't matter anyhow, as the saber marks lining the walls of the Rebel base being hijacked was a sign as to who the attacker was.

"Sorry isn't going to fix this. We're on the brink of a war, and this mission was crucial. The Supreme Leader trusted us, and now, because of your mistake, we might have just handed our enemies a victory," he nearly shouted.

Kylo's voice rose as he continued, but it was as if you were underwater, the sounds muffled and distorted. Your eyes filled with tears, blurring your vision. You couldn't let him see you like this. "I-I'm sorry," you mumbled, as you got up from the ground and staggered to the door.

You scarcely cried. There were many things the two of you never did, which maybe you should have done. It wasn't a conventional relationship. You'd only cried in front of him once, years ago. He had left you, crumpled on the floor, unable to deal with the sudden emotion. He never told you he loved you. Not even once. You shared a ship, meals, even a bed with him, and even in your most intimate moments, he just... didn't seem to feel anything. At least on the exterior. You hoped.

"Leave me." you stammered, nose already running. "Did you think I was going to follow you? Pathetic. Absolutely worthless. Do you think I even care-" He stopped, dead in his tracks, after catching sight of your face, glimmering in tears. "M'sorry" you mumbled, and quietly closed the door behind you.

Breathing in the cool air of The Supremacy, you quickly wiped your face before any troopers nearby could catch sight. Word traveled fast, and although it was a big ship, news could be spread in mere hours. You remembered the first time you had to deal with the gossip, it had been your first one night stand with Kylo, before any relationship. You left in the dead of night, but one lucky Stormtrooper caught you on the security camera. The next day, half the the Supremacy was staring you down, and the other half was triumphantly giving you high fives (Knights of Ren included.)

Life seemed...simpler. Now you were plastered on the wall to Kylo's rooms, breathing in slightly sterile air as you tried to get your wits about you. It being 11pm already, you decided to make way to your old room. Walking down the hallway, you encountered little confrontation. That was the good part of being in relation to Kylo. Then there was the name calling, the teasing the "Commanders whore" whispered behind your back. It all made you want to cry again, and you were grateful to near your room.

As you unlocked the door, your old life greeted you. There wasn't much left really, as you had inhabited Kylo's space for the past months. You had thought maybe...maybe he was changing- that he would one day tell you how he felt? Yeah right, you thought, as you walked in, flopped down on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. Looking around you, a chair sat to your left, with a window showing the view of a million stars outside. A bathroom and dresser to your right, emptied of all your items. Not that you had any in the first place, but Kylo had spoiled you as of recent.

You couldn't stop thinking about him. His face when he saw your tears. The way he had yelled at you nonstop. The fact that he didn't seems to care.

In the dimly lit room, shadows danced across the walls like haunting specters. Suddenly feeling cold, you huddled beneath the covers of your bed. The air was thick with silence, now broken only by the muffled sobs that racked your body. Your fingers clutched at the sheets, the fabric twisted and knotted in fists of despair. With each passing moment, the tears fall harder, faster, until you couldn't breath. You gasped, shuddered, and with a pounding headache, went to sleep, soiled clothes and all.

Unbeknownst to you, Kylo stood near your door, listening to your sobs feeling...terrible. He hated hearing you cry. It filled him with disgust not in you, but now in himself. For making you feel this way. And through the Force, he heard your thoughts, the desperate calls to be openly loved that Kylo had so valiantly ignored. He thought to wake you, but instead headed back to his quarters.

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The next morning, at 6 am sharp, you woke up with solid determination. You were going to show him you weren't pathetic, worthless...disgusting. You were always soft, especially in comparison to him, but you weren't pathetic. Or at least you hoped so.

As you headed to the mirror, you jumped at your reflection. That wouldn't do. You would also have to make it work with the meager amount of supplies at hand, but you could do it. After opting a shower to the refresher, so you could use scented soaps and lotions, you blow dried you hair, and styled it to the best of your ability. "Not too bad," You thought to yourself as you brushed on mascara and lip balm. "Nothing crazy" you told yourself, but betrayed your thoughts as you opted for a smaller sized uniform.

Exiting your room, you felt misery and despair inside of you, but at least you looked like you had it together. Making your way down to the control center of the Supremacy took quite a while, it being a literal Mega Class Dreadnought ship, but it gave you time to think. Think of what you were going to say to him. You could apologize. You could pretend nothing happened. You could act all mushy and touchy. Or just ignore him completely.

You decided to just fuck it and ball. Walking into the room, the control center hummed with the usual tension that permeated the First Order's headquarters. The air was thick with the weight of strategic discussions and the ever-present rivalry among its officers.

Then you saw him. The air seemed to crackle with electricity as he moved, his presence commanding attention. You had always been drawn to the enigmatic power he exuded, and despite the fight, that magnetic pull remained intact. You were immediately waved over by General Hux, and as you walked over to a control table in the very front of the room, getting closer, you regretted your decision. The mask, the robes...everything about him was just huge. Intimidating. Compared to your scantily dressed body, he looked like he could envelope you whole. Maybe you wanted him to.

Deciding to play with him a little, you boldly stood next to Hux, leaning over to look at the schematics on the table so Kylo had direct view of you. Though the mask concealed his emotions, you could sense the internal turmoil beneath it. He was distracted, and you knew why.

Hux sighed and rolled his eyes, in classic fashion. He was never one for your machinations, but continued explaining the mission at hand, obviously annoyed. You didn't bother listen, opting to shift around in a way that made Kylo's fists clench.

At what seemed like the end of the brief, Hux tiredly asked "So we'll need an Admiral or Commander to volunteer for this mission. As I know both of you do not care in the least so I will just-" You cut him off. "I'll do it." Both Kylo and Hux turned towards you, silent. "But you never do anything-" The General retorted. You roll your eyes. "Shut up Hux. I'm going." The redhead sputtered. "But-you... -You don't even care! Ever!" "Ok well, I'm a Commander, and I'm going," You spat, not bothering to glance at Kylo, who hadn't moved an inch in the last minute. You stormed away, but not before hearing Hux call "Don't screw this up Commander," and scoffing.

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

It wasn't going well. You had overpowered the Rebel base, which was somewhat pitiful, but managed to get a blaster wound to the side which was currently steaming in a way that did not look safe. Most of your troops had made it through, save the couple of troopers who'd been shot here and there. The masks made it harder to remember they were human, people on the inside. Limping back to your ship, you woozily asked Hux to make someone check the surrounding areas for stragglers as you slumped into the seat, adrenaline still preventing you from feeling the full pain of your wound.

Setting the TIE on autopilot, slowly coming back to reality, you looked down to the left of your torso. You had almost dodged the blast, the wound cauterized by the superheated plasma, leaving a sizzling, blackened mark on your flesh. Smoke rose from the wound, carrying with it the acrid scent of burnt fabric and singed skin. The pain intensified with each passing second, as if a red-hot poker has been driven into your side.

You clenched your teeth, trying to stifle a scream, as you grasped at the wound. Your fingers came away slick with your own blood, which oozed from the wound and trickled down your side. The ride was short. Only 30 minutes at full speed. You could probably..maybe hold on. You busied yourself coating the wound with Bacta spray, which took most the time, considering the fact that every movement made your side burn and sting like never before.

After successfully applying the antiseptic, you started to see the giant that was the Supremacy. It slowly appeared as a behemoth of steel and darkness, adorned with the stark, angular design characteristic of First Order aesthetics you had come to be so familiar with. You were on course, but you'd have to manually land the plane. "Oh for Kriffs sake" you muttered to yourself, trying to figure out how you were even alive.

You painstakingly moved your right arm to the control panel, and started the descent, aiming for one of the many hangars. It seemed to take forever, but with a final, skillful maneuver, you brought the ship to a shaky landing on the hangar deck. The ship's landing struts had absorbed the impact, but the screech of metal against metal reverberated through the hangar.

You all but fell out of the fighter, letting out a strained "I'm aight-" before collapsing into the arms of medical personnel, whom immediately transported you to the medical wing.

Not known to you, the second of your arrival, Kylo was storming down the hall, looking menacing as ever. Although he looked same as ever, on the inside, his emotions swirled inside of him. He was freaking out. He powered through the med bay, drawing terrified looks from doctors and patients alike, not stopping until he found your room.

He ripped the door open, all calm was lost. "Is she alright?" He boomed, modified voice scaring the living daylights out of the doctors and nurses surrounding you. "S-Sir, erm-Commander we think she'll most likely survive with minor s-setback" A doctor answers, inspecting the wound as to not have to face Ren.

He sat down on a chair, further terrifying the staff with his presence. "She'd better," Kylo fumed, prepared to annihilate the staff over anything. He didn't know what made him feel like this, but he was prepared to wait days for you to awake. And wait he did.

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

It was early morning. You had just woken up, not in the Med Bay, but... in his room. He was already awake, looking at you with those deep brown eyes. You looked around, surveying the surroundings. You were wearing his sleep clothes, all too big on you, hair smelling freshly washed. You had an IV hooked up to your arm, and the stiff bandage across your torso chafed against delicate skin.

"I'm sorry" He uttered, quietly. "I said those things, and I... shouldn't have. I'm sorry. I don't- feel like that about you. I think you're.." He trailed off. He'd never said sorry before. You didn't know how to react.

Looking at him, caring for you in your injury made you frown. "Why do you- why do you care?"

"Here, lay down. Have some soup." He nudged you gently, positioning pillows behind your head. You were so shocked, you almost forgot your previous question. "Wait, but why are you doing this?" You whisper, voice hoarse.

"Because I love you"

[stwarr]

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ρα𝗂𝗋𝗂𐓣𝗀! ⌗ . . ; ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𓍢ִ໋ 🌷͙֒ 𝗍ω ⌗ . . ; 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 ᥣ𝗂𝗍𝗍ᥣ𝖾 α𐓣𝗀𝗌𝗍

🌷͙֒ αᑲⱺυ𝗍 ⌗ . . ; ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ𝗌 ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs

You are waiting for your boyfriend, Muichiro, who said he'll meet you after his mission is done. And it was, but he wasn't coming.

You eventually start to eat the foods you brought from different stands by yourself since you've got hungry and bored all alone. You hummed.

You didn't understand why he wasn't coming, you've waited for an full hour and a half now. You gazed at the clouds with a gloomy, worried face.

You really cared for him and couldn't handle the fact that he will die at some point, later or sooner. You both knew being a hashira is dangerous but yet here you are.

Growing more and more worried, you came to the conclusion that he probably got injured and can't come. Just as you were about to get up but your boyfriend crow brings a letter.

The crow huffed at you. It didn't like you, well it didn't like anyone except your boyfriend but you didn't mind it at all. You nod at the little companion.

You take the letter from the crow and you already knew from who it was. You open the letter and you started reading the simple handwriting that you recognized.

From Muichiro Tokito.

I'm sorry, dear. I've got very injured in my last mission so I can't come. Shinobu said that I have to stay here for at least two more weeks. You can come visit if you want to! Please stay at my mansion while I'm not!

For my lovely y/n

You couldn't help but feel bad and useless even though it wasn't your fault, actually, you even wanted to go with him but couldn't. You sigh and quickly make your way to the Butterfly mansion.

You reach the Insect pillar mansion and hurry your way to Shinobu. "Hello there, Y/n, perhaps you are here for Muichiro, right? " She greeted you.

You nodded. " Follow me then." She smiled at you. She leads you to a room. " You can go, but don't stay much dear, he needs to rest. " Shinobu warned you while walking away.

You open the door and see him in the simple hospital bed. "Muichiro! Are you okay? I'm sorry... " You said rushing to the bed. He nodded as his eyes started to sparkle like stars.

" Why do you said sorry? It's not your fault. We both knew this will be a dangerous occupation. " He smiled at you softly. You looked down at the floor.

You nodded, as you let out a sigh. " Y/n, I want you to stay at my mansion for the meanwhile, please. " He looks at you. You take your eyes off the floor and look at him, making eye contact.

" Alright, I'm gonna miss you, you know. " You smile back at him, trying to cheer yourself and him up. " I love you. " He said as his eyes sparkle even more at the words.

You knew he means it, that's pure proof. His mint colored eyes never sparkled, well, till you appeared. You changed him and you were proud of yourself.

You go up to him and give him a little peck. " You better return fast!" You said in a playful tone. He chuckled slightly as a response. " I can't help but return to you, no matter what" He said.

You gasped, his words entered your heart at the speed of light. Your cheeks heat up a little too. " Take care! " You said as you turn your back to him and wave.

This boy. You can't help but to think to yourself. You adored him with your whole entire soul. You exit the room, you knew he needs to rest after all.

After a while you reach his mansion. You quietly look at the large house and grinned to yourself. You had the keys, it was in case he forgets them somewhere.

You reach the door and get the keys, you unlock the house and your other hand reach the doorknob. You open the door and open the lights.

You leave your shoes behind. You almost runned towards his room. You didn't knew why you are rushing so much, you just followed your heart.

Your eyes lay on his demon slayer corp's uniform on his bed. Your heart starts beating faster. You smiled to yourself as you felt joy.

You make your way towards the exciting pieces of clothing. You quickly decided to wear it. You undress yourself quickly and get the clothing in your hands.

You smell it, it was washed. Then you bring it to your chest, hugging it. You start to dress yourself, carefully, not trying to cause any harm to the cloths.

The long sleeves were covering your hands and it was the same for the pants except with your feet. It felt comfortable but a bit thick too, for winter. Your eyes can't help but to sparkle brightly.

You hug yourself. A rush of happiness entered deeply inside your heart. You weren't gonna be that lonely in the meanwhile after all.

꒰🌸꒱ ᴀ/ɴ ; ; ɪ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴏғ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ sᴍ ʀɴ! ₊ ⊹

[dudadragneel]

🦄 Okay so I was thinking about taking care of Chan with a migraine but he keeps trying get work done and gets frustrated because he has deadlines and he doesn’t like making you feel like you have to take care of him because he feels like a burden. But he ends up having a panic attack and throwing up and can’t go to practice the next day 😓

Well, here it is! A surprise Chan sickfic!

Enjoy!

RESPONSIBILITY

Another comeback was just around the corner for Stray Kids, which meant everyone was overwhelmed with stuff to do, ones more than others because of some solo activities. Pre comeback time was specially hard for Chan, since he was the main producer of the group, the weight on his shoulders doubled, tripled.

He had to make new demos, lyrics and everything and it was taking its toll on his health.

While working, he developed a rather strong migraine, that obviously wasn't going to get better because he was always glued the screen and had headphones on. And to top that, the kids were specially hyped.

- Hi babe, how are you?

- Hey, honey, I'm good. What's up? Is everything okay?

- Yeah...uhmm...actually no...I need to work on some new songs and I got a migraine and well...the kids are too loud and I don't want them to stop because of me. Can I come over?

- Of course, babe. I'm at the grocery store right now, what me to pick you up?

- If it's not too much trouble hehe

- I'll be there in five.

He packed his stuff and told the kids you invited him over. He hated having to lie to the members but he didn't want them to feel bad for being too hyped.

You arrived at the dorms and called Chan to come down. He entered the car, gave you a kiss and you left to your house.

You put on some music to try to lighten up the mood a bit since it was rainy and gloomy outside. He was enjoying it, bobbing his head to the beat, which you couldn't help but find adorable.

But you noticed that from time to time he brought a hand to his head and squeezed it, as if trying to control the pain.

- Is it that bad, honey?

- What? Oh, no. Just a little hehe. It stings from time to time.

- Did you take anything?

- No. The medication usually makes me feel sleepy and I have work to do.

- Take it later, please.

- I will.

You arrived at your house, he carried the grocery bags up and helped you sort everything out. And then he went to your study to assemble his mini studio to start working on the songs again.

You asked him if you could keep him company to which he answered yes with a bright smile. The study had a cozy sofa so you just lay there going through your phone, reading and looking at him working.

You noticed how frustrated he was becoming because things were turning out the way he wanted to. He'd squeeze his head between his hands and eventually his frustration got even worse.

- Fuck!

You got startled to see him swearing, which was a rare thing for him, so it meant he was really annoyed.

You got up from the sofa and made your way towards him, you stood behind the chair and massaged his shoulders and he grabbed your hand and kissed it softly.

- I'm sorry, babe.

- It's okay. Why don't you take a little break?

- I can't, honey. I gotta get this done...

- I know but you're only stressing yourself right now.  Come on, let's eat something and relax a bit and then you continue with your work. I'm not asking.

- Okay.

You cooked a nice meal for both of you and he loved it. You managed to get him to relax a little in the living room before he headed back to the study to keep on with his work.

Just like before, he didn't want to take anything for his migraine and kept on working through that intense pain.

But the pain only got worse and worse and he wasn't happy with anything he was producing. Nothing was coming out the way he wanted. He took off his headphones and lay back on his chair letting out a heavy sigh. You made your way to him again and once more massaged his shoulders.

- Honey, I think that's enough for today, no?

- I can't babe. I have a deadline, I need this ready as soon as possible.

- I know you have deadlines, but working with a migraine it's not gonna do anything good. You're not satisfied with what your doing I can tell. If you insist on working like that you'll only frustrate yourself even further.

- But I can't rest now. Everyone is waiting for these demos and samples. I-I need to- to finish this-

Suddenly, his talking started to sound low, he could feel his heartbeat increasing rapidly and he was starting to hyperventilate. He was having a panic attack. You noticed the change in his behavior and kneeled in front of him grabbing both his hands.

- Chan, what's wrong?

He tried his best to breathe but it was like no air was going inside. His heartbeat kept increasing and he was sweating as if he had been under the sun for the last few hours.

- Honey, you're having a panic attack. I need you to focus on me okay?

- I-I- can't...I can't do this...

He was starting to break down in tears and it only made his panic attack even worse.

- I-its too much... Everyone is d-depending on me...the producers, the kids, STAYs, you...I c-cant let them down-

- Chan! Stop!

You said firmly as you held his face in your hands.

- I'm right here. You can feel weak. I'm going to protect you.

You squeezed his hands, reassuring him you were there and he was safe.

- Now, look at me. I want you to keep looking at me, okay? Can you feel my hands?

- Y-yes

- Okay. I need you to do it exactly as I say now, okay? I want you to breathe with me. Come on. Breathe in 4, hold it 7 and breathe out 8.

He tried to follow as you said but at first it was difficult, his breathing was too labored and he was too nervous.

- Come on, babe. Look at me. Pay attention to the way I'm breathing. Do it with me. Breathe in 4, hold it 7 and breathe out 8.

He started to pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing and followed your instructions. In a few minutes his breathing was back to normal and his heartbeat lowered as well.

- There we go. Do you feel more calm now?

- Yeah...thank you...

The panic was gone but it was replaced by an awful feeling in his stomach. Nausea built up just as quickly as the panic went away. He felt everything inside his stomach twisting around, before he knew, saliva was starting to fill his mouth.

He ducked his head down and squeezed your hands, to which you reacted surprise, frowning as you looked at him.

- What's wrong?

- I think I'm gonna throw up...

- Oh god.

You quickly grabbed the bin beside the desk and placed it on the floor directly beneath his mouth. You noticed how he was still shaken up by the panic attack and didn't really want to let go of your hand, so you kneeled in front of him again. You didn't care if vomit was going to get on you or not, his well-being and comfort was your priority now.

- Let it all out. It's okay. I'm right here with you.

You squeezed his hand reassuring your words. He squeezed them back as he felt liquid coming up his throat. He closed his eyes and tried to hold it in.

- Don't hold it in, babe. You're okay. It's just you and me. You dont need to act strong.

He trusted every word you said, he knew you meant everything.

His stomach contracted, making his arch his back as a thick wave of partially digested food gushed out of his mouth.

- That's it. You're doing good.

You moved yourself to be on his side and kept holding his hand while the other rubbed his back up and down and then in circles.

He squeezed your hand as another thick stream of vomit came out, mixing with what was already inside the bin.

- I-Im sorry...

- It's okay. Don't apologize. Just focus on letting everything that's making you feel sick, out.

He arched his back one more time as a rather strong contraction sent another thick stream of vomit.

Your heart hurt seeing him like this. You knew how much pressure he put on himself and how he basically carried the weight of the world on his shoulder. You wish you could take that to yourself, but you could only be by his side and reassure him it was okay to feel like this.

He wanted to throw up again but he felt as if something was choking him and not wanting to come out. He kept gagging but nothing was coming out.

- Babe, can you help m-me? There's still something bothering my stomach.

- Sure.

You stopped rubbing his back and instead you brought your hand to his stomach and rubbed it a few times before gently pressing down on it.

That helped him throw up the remaining contents that was still making him feel sick. He spat out thin streams of saliva a few times.

- Are you done?

- Yeah...

- Here. Rinse your mouth.

- Thanks...

- Let me get this away from you.

You took the bin to the bathroom and disposed of the vomit inside it and placed it on the shower so you could properly wash it later.

You came back with more cold water for him and kneeled again taking a good look at him.

- How are you feeling?

- Better...I guess...tired...

You wiped away his tears with your fingers and then gently cupped his face.

- I love you. I'm right here, okay? Always count on me.

- I love you too.

- Come on, let's get you to bed. You need to rest.

You helped him to the bedroom and lay him down and then got him some stomach medicine. He took it and he was so exhausted from everything he was fast asleep in minutes.

You covered him up and left the bedroom for a few minutes to clean the bin and call the members.

- Hi, Minho.

- Oh! Y/n! How are you? 

- I'm good. And you guys?

- We're okay? And Chan-hyung?

- Not really... He had a panic attack and threw up after. I don't think it's wise for him to go to practice tomorrow...

- Really? Is he okay now?

- Yeah...he's asleep.

- I'll tell the manager, don't worry. Tell him we want him to get well soon. And also that we're sorry for being too loud today, we didn't know he was feeling that unwell...

- He doesn't blame you guys... He was worried about you, that's why he wanted to come here. But I'll tell him. 

- Thanks.

After the call, you went back to the bedroom and lay beside him. He was half-awake for a brief moment and cuddled with you, while you gently rubbed his chest, to keep him relaxed after such a tiring afternoon.

[aalyssah]

A Sexy Date Night In

Pairing: LA Knight x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Breeding Kink, Choking, Hair Pulling, Oral, (Reader Receiving), Pet Names, (Babe, Baby, & Good Girl), Praise, Scratching, Soft Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,499

A/N: This was requested by Anonymous. Hope You Enjoy!

You smoothed out your red dress, while putting the finishing touches on your makeup.

Your boyfriend LA was lucky enough to get time off work and instantly took that as an opportunity for date night. It's been a minute considering his job, but you both find ways to see each other.

The sound of his shoes against the floor let you know he was here. You were fixing your hair when you felt his hands wrap around your waist. "Good god baby, you look good." You giggled as he placed kisses on your neck, pulling you back into him.

"Babe, stop, I'm trying to finish!" LA didn't stop, still kissing down your neck. You turned around, gently pushing him back. "Keep your hands to yourself." You pointed at him while grabbing your purse.

"Can't help it, you're so beautiful." You smiled at his compliment. "You ready to go?" He nodded his head and began walking out. When he opened the door, he was met with the sight of rain pouring, and the sky gloomy.

"What the-" You heard LA mumbled behind you. "It's raining." You pouted, a little upset. You were really looking forward to going out. He closed the door and went to the Tv and turned on the news.

"80% chance of thunderstorms, please stay inside!"

LA cursed under his breath as the weatherman showed the weather for the week. "I thought you said it would rain tomorrow ?" LA rubbed his hands over his face. "I mixed it up. I'm sorry, love." He sat down, feeling mad at himself.

"Hey, it's okay. We can still have a date night in." LA cheered up a bit, nodding his head. "Yeah, you're right." You put your purse on the coffee table and began to take off your heels. "Imma go make us dinner. Wanna help me?"

LA started taking his shoes off, following you. "I should be the one making us dinner, but since you volunteered." You playfully rolled your eyes, taking some utensils out. You both came up with the agreement to make Spaghetti and this man a distraction the whole time.

You couldn't even put the noodles in the pot to boil them because his hands were over you. "Mr.Knight, what did I say earlier? Go mix the meat." LA grabbed the pack of ground beef. "Yes mommy." You scoffed at his sarcasm, draining the pasta.

Now all you had to do was wait for LA, but when you looked over at him, he hadn't even opened the ground beer yet. You pushed him aside. "Stop being a slow ass. I'm hungry!"

You open the pack, putting it in the pot while waiting for it to start cooking. "Woah, no need to get mad. What's the rush?" You looked back at him, daring him to continue. "You're being so bossy today, maybe I need to teach you a lesson." You bit your lip, holding back a moan.

He came behind you, hands coming over yours, helping you stir the meat and sauce. Once you were done mixing the meat and sauce you mixed it with the noodles before smiling widely. "Dinner's done!" LA was nowhere to be seen as you looked for him. "LA?" You called out, looking at both sides.

You didn't see LA running towards you, swooping you up in his arms. "Gotcha'" You playfully yelled, holding onto him right. "Put me down!" LA obeyed your order, placing you in the kitchen counter. He dipped down, placing kisses on your neck like earlier.

You pushed his head away, looking at the pot of spaghetti on the stove. "We need to eat dinner." LA groaned, shaking his head. "I'm not hungry for dinner, more for dessert." You blushed as he began to spread your legs, hands dipping under your dress.

His eyebrow cocked up in a questioning look. "No panties?" You teasingly smiled. "You weren't supposed to find out." LA's fingers circled around your clit. "YEAH?" You laughed at the way he said his signature word.

He slowly pushed his finger inside you, cursing at how tight you squeezed around it. "Shit." You sighed, finally relaxing. His fingers pumped in and out of your core as he dropped down to his knees, coming face to face with your core.

You could feel his breathing as his pace increased. "Please." You begged, attempting to push his head to your core. "What do you want?" You could hear the smile in his voice, as he asked you what you wanted. "Y-you know."

LA inched closer, placing baby kisses on your clit. "Come on, baby. Use your words and tell me what you need." You let out a breath of annoyance, pushing his head fully on your core.

"Just eat me out. Eat me like I'm your last meal!" LA smiled, licking a stripe up your slit. "Good girl." His praise had you moaning, sliding against the counter. LA pinned your thighs against the counter, making sure you didn't fall while he lapped at your core.

The wet slurping noises coming from his mouth were nasty, as well as your mouth. You pulled at his hair, trying to tug him away from sucking at your sensitive bud. "Knight!" You moaned out, legs wrapping around his head.

He could feel your legs, muting his hearing slightly, but he didn't care. Hell, he would live in between your thighs if he could. He could tell you were close to doing, so in a quick morbid, he pulled back, earning a whine from you.

"Shh, I want you to cum on my cock." He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down to his knees. You palmed the bulge in his boxers, stroking it gently. You took him out, licking your lips at the sight.

You were about to get off the counter so you could suck him off, but he stopped you. "No, this night is about you." And it's not like he needed your help anyways. He was hard as if you sucked him off. He stroked himself a few times, slapping his cock on your wet slit.

"You ready?" You nodded your head, mouth dropping open at the feeling of his cock stretching you out. He let out a low moan, burying himself deep inside you. He wasted no time thrusting into you, groaning at how tight you were.

He grabbed you by your hair, pushing your head down to look at your connected bodies. "Look. Look at how I slip so easily inside you." You moaned at the sight, closing your eyes tightly.

Your hands clawed at his back, trying to leave marks. You tried sucking on his neck, but he pushed you back, so your back was on the counter. "You know the rules. No marks." Every time you had sex LA made sure you didn't mark him up, knowing his boss wouldn't like it.

He readjusted the position, so your legs were over his shoulder. At this position, he reached deeper than he had before. You sucked in a harsh breath, pressing your hands to his chest. "What's wrong? Can't take it?" He teased, thrusting harder.

The skin clapping in the kitchen was something you should be ashamed of, but when it felt this good there was no care in the world. “I’m close, love. Where do you want me to cum? I was thinking your breast.”

You clenched around him repeatedly, indicating you were close. “Fuck babe, if you keep squeezing me and I’m gonna fill ya up.” You heard a teasing tone in his worn out voice, but a part of you wanted him too. You just wanted to know what it would feel like.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper in you. “Do it. Please don’t pull out.” LA almost whimpered at your demand. “Yeah, you want me to cum in you? Fill you up?” You nodded your head, keeping eye contact with him.

“Come on LA, fill me up and make me a mommy. Let’s make little Knight’s run around the house.” LA crumbled completely at the thought of words. With a couple of thrusts he stilled, cumming inside you.

He rested his forehead against yours, placing light kissing on your face before carefully pulling out, and carrying you to the bathroom. He ran some warm water and put soap in before entering. He joined you with your back against his chest, a peaceful silence in the bathroom.

“Were you serious about what you said earlier?” You hummed, looking up at him. “About the babies? Little Knights?” You smiled at his question. “Of course I was, why wouldn’t I be? I love you LA and I would love to have kids with you. Only if you’re ready.”

You grabbed his hand under water, intertwining them together. “Yeah, I’m ready.” He kissed the back of your head, relaxing on the tub.

All because of a sexy date night in, he found out important information about y’all’s future.

[ohii-san]

UNKNOWN HOLY NIGHT AND NIGHTHEAD - PROLOGUE

( One day in November )

Tomoya: O~i, Hinata. I’m thinking of making some coffee, do you want some too? Look, there’s a note here that says you’re free to help yourself.

Hinata: Huh. Will you make mine too? Thanks, Tomo-kun!

Tomo-kun’s reeeally thoughtful, isn’t he~?

Usually I’m the older brother type and I never really thought anyone else would take care of me, but when I’m with Tomo-kun, I get really spoiled.

Tomoya: Ahaha, what’s that? You’re making a pretty big deal out of me making coffee.

When it comes to Ra*bits, Hajime usually makes the coffee for me, and it’s really good. So I wanted to try it for myself.

Well, I guess all you have to do is set up the cup of coffee and turn it on…

Okay, it’s brewed. Thanks for being patient; it’s hot though, so be careful! I can’t even joke about burning yourself before the performance…

Hinata: U~waaa ♪ Thank you!

Well, I’m still wondering when the actual performance is gonna be~

Tomoya: Yeah, for sure. This is the first time I’ve felt so pressured by work.

Hinata: Me too, me too. But it seems like it was some random trouble with the equipment, so it’s not like it was anyone’s fault.

Tomoya: But, waiting for so long is kinda exhausting… I don’t even really feel excited for work anymore.

Hinata: Nn~… I’ve been waiting for so long that I’m getting sleepy, but the sofa here’s too hard~

Tomoya: Hey, you're relaxing too much. If you lay down, your clothes will get all wrinkled, and your hair will come undone, won’t it~?

I went to the trouble of getting my hair and makeup done to look manly… Look, get up, get up!

Hinata: Ugh… Seems like Tomo-niichan’s actually kinda strict.

( Ping )

Tomoya: Nn? Was that your smartphone, Hinata?

Hinata: Mm~? Well well— Uu. Looks like it’s not me.

Tomoya: Ah, sorry, it was me. I’ve got a message on HoldHands.

Isn’t HoldHands for business? I wonder what it is.

Tomoya: Erm— “Contacting you regarding Shuffle Unit”…

Ahh. This is that inter-office P-Association project I’ve heard about.

Hinata: Woah! It’s finally Tomo-kun’s turn!

Tomoya: Yeah, yeah. Mitsuru and Nii-chan were already chosen for theirs, so I’ve been looking forward to mine~

It’s something where various idols form a temporary unit together and do a project that goes beyond the agency’s limits, right?

Hinata: Yeah, that’s what it looks like. C’mon, what is it this time? Show me!

Okay, now show me… Oh, looks good~ But it’s still not mine…

I’m really looking forward to forming a temporary unit with a bunch of different faces from the agencies.

Doesn’t it kinda remind you of back at Yumenosaki, with our seniors around? Back then, we also worked with lots of different people.

Tomoya: Now that you mention it… I’ve been taking on so much ES work lately that I forgot about that.

Hinata: We got to make lots of good friends through work… And it happened pretty often, too. So that’s why I’m looking forward to this, as well.

Tomoya: Personally, I prefer teams with members that get along… I'm no good at talking with people I don't know, it makes me really nervous. Especially if they’re my senior.

Hinata: Is that so? Well, communication can be carried out just with a smile, some gesturing, and those kinds of things!

Tomoya: You’re still as smart as ever. And you shine just as bright, too.

Tomoya: Ahh, that’s right. I forgot to check…! I need to look at it properly.

Hinata: Fufufu. I can’t help it when you look so gloomy, y’know.

Anyway, Tomo-kun. Who are the members of that Shuffle Unit after all? I’m pretty sure it’s written in that email.

Ehh, the members…

Tomoya: What?! Hajime?! And Himemiya, Harukawa, and Shiratori… Is this really real?!

It’s not a mistake or prank, right? Huh?!

Hinata: No way?! Really?!

Ahh, how per~fect! Look Tomo-kun, it’s a circle of friends! Actually, isn’t this kinda cheating?!

Tomoya: Yeah, yeah! I didn’t expect there to be so many friendly and easygoing faces!

Hehe… Actually, I was really a little worried~ I feel like if me and my seniors were put in the same room, I'd end up having to take care of them.

Tomoya: I doubt there’ll be any problems, I think we can work together to make this Shuffle project a success ♪

proofread by @misuzuh and @yume-fanfare for tomoya's dialogue !

[thania-keiji-gf]

"EUM—GOODBYE KISS, CAN I?"

featuring by »

izana kurokawa ✓

inui seishu ✓

haitani rindou ✓

summary »

just a little scenarios about will some boyfriend!characters in tokrev give you a goodbye kiss before he's going to fight with another gang?

genre & time setting »

fluff, crack, comfort — night

IZANA KUROKAWA -> always yes

"I'll send you a message after everything is done, don't wait me okay princess? Just sleep well and we will meet again tomorrow. Good Night, 'kay? Love u."

He's kissing the top of your head softly.

As a reflex little move, you close your eyes to enjoy the moment before he leaves.

Without him know your eyes lowkey saw Izana draw a small smile in his lips. It's warm your heart.

No need to concern anymore. You says that to your innerself.

If Izana promises back, then he will keep his promise only for you.

He's the best, never make worse your feeling whenever you're worry about him.

Izana know you're afraid something happen to him, but he always reassuring you everything will be fine.

He's the King and no one can touch him because he's the strongest.

Enough to make you don't too worry.

INUI SEISHU -> absolutely yes

"Wait me, 'kay? Tomorrow as my promise, i'll pick you up to the Cat Cafe that you've been talk to me yesterday."

Then, Inui is kissing your lips.

And he's teasing you too, Inui doesn't forget to giving a little touch to your nose by his nose. So, soft.

Success make you giggles (cuz it's ticklish) and forget your concern, Inui sigh in relief inside his soul.

He's happy can see your smile before going to beating his gang's opponent.

Ah, the things like this that always make him want to comeback to you as soon as he can.

"Okay, now go to your bed and sleep. The time will come fast if you take a rest tonight. Sleep well, my sweet cheeks."

It's the 10 times since he's in relationship with you. How impressive. (Claps)

RINDOU HAITANI -> no, but yes

"No way. That's such a clingy things. We'll meet again in the morning, dumbass. It's stupid for me to giving you goodbye kiss."

He says that as he's avoiding his eyes from your want-the-goodbye-kiss-from-him gaze.

Your eyes showing a bit gloomy expression, but Rindou doesn't seems like he wants to looking to you anymore.

He stay staring something that far from both of you position right now. Like tree.

Slightly, you're seeing a bit blush on his cheeks.

Knowing that's your chance, your lips draw a small smile into a seconds.

And then, you're starting whining and act like the innocent one (playing with fingers and pouting a bit).

"B—But. My Rinnie once says that his lucky charm to winning in the gang's fight is kissing me before leaving. You still remember that, aren't you Rin?"

Argh why the fuck with the soft tone.

Rindou hates his weakness that totally cause of you.

With a sigh, he just grab your jaw and giving a peck in your lips only for a seconds. But success leaving a soft feels in your lips.

You're chuckling with eyes-smile

"Thank you hehe. I'll wait you, Rinnie!"

"It should be from earlier, you dummy. Make sure you're take care yourself. I'm leaving, Good Night."

— thania's notes

okay i'm feel dizzy when i wrote this. maybe there's some mistake because i don't check it for three times like usual. but don't worry, even tho i'm struggling when wrote this—i make sure i'm writing so careful to avoiding some mistake hehe. there's so many fluff too, isn't it? i hope y'all like this one >< honestly i was thinking to including mitsuya, but my head too dizzy to write more hehe—if i can, next time i will write another one with mitsuya there :D anyway sorry for grammar mistake that maybe i make without me realized, English is not my first language and i still learning it ^.^ hope you understand <3 see ya !

[mishkatelwarriorgoddess]

Quiet

AN: I just go the notification that another aunt passed 3 weeks after her older sister. 😭 Using this to process some of my emotions right now.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X F!Reader

W.C. - not sure

It was late on a gloomy Sunday evening. The sun was starting to set, and the weather couldn't make up its mind of what season it was. All you knew is that the gloom outside matched your heart right now.

You were sitting in your window in the common room, only the tree lights were on. You were wrapped up in a blanket and leaning against the window. Silent tears were streaming down your face, but you made no sound. As the wind blew outside the window, you gathered the blanket closer around you.

You could tell someone else was in the room, but you didn't have the energy to look and see who it was. A little white face came into your view, and you didn't even move or say anything to her. She meowed quietly and nuzzled your nose, then she laid down on your feet and just meowed again.

You never heard the other person coming up behind you, but to his credit you never really heard him unless he wanted you to. He put a finger under your chin to tilt your head up to look at him, but you didn't open your eyes.

"Oh Doll, what's wrong? Who hurt you to make you cry? Tell me who I need to hurt for this." He quietly asked as he kissed your tear-stained cheek.

You chuckled dryly and looked up at him. "I don't think you can get to heaven to try to beat up God Buck."

He just looked at you confused, so you handed him your phone to show him the post from your family members.

"I'm so sorry Doll. Do you want me to stay, or go?"

Your only response was a shrug. "I don't know what I want. But I do want God to quit taking people around the holidays. It's only been 3 weeks since my other aunt died and we had the funeral. I can't do this."

Bucky noticed that your breathing was starting to pick up and become more shallow. He took your hands in his and squeezed them and Alpine took that chance to come up and give you a nose kiss and snuggle up your neck.

"See, she even wants to make you feel better. But I need you to look at me and breathe with me Doll. In and out with me, no panic attacks now. Aunt Em wouldn't have wanted that."

"I. Know. I. Just. Miss. Her." you said as you were trying to breathe with him.

He just took you in his arms and carried you over to the swivel chair so he could hold you and rock you to help you try to calm down.

You don't know how long the two of you were there like that, but it was long enough that your stomach grumbled.

"You hungry?"

"Not really. But I saw some cookies in the kitchen, maybe one of those and some warm milk would help. At least I might sleep some."

He just chuckled as he stood up with you in his arms and walked into the kitchen. Someone had baked large chocolate chip cookies. He put one on a small plate and poured a glass of milk and then placed them in the microwave for a quick warm up. He knew it wasn't the best, but he didn't want to leave you alone too long.

When the timer went off, he brought the treat to the island where you were seated. You picked at the cookie and drank some of the milk. Alpine had followed the two of you to the kitchen, and was glad to finish the milk for you. You pushed away what was left of the cookie and just laid your head on your forearms.

Bucky cleaned up after Alpine was done, wrapping up the cookie for later, and gathered you up and carried you back to your rooms. You just curled up on the bed, and Bucky curled up against your back and rubbed circles on you back. You just sighed and leaned back into him and the warmth he radiated.

"Thank you." you whispered.

"You don't need to thank me Doll. I love you, so I'll do anything to help out whenever and however I can." He kissed your forehead and tucked you in. "Get some sleep, and we'll figure it out tomorrow. Okay?"

"Okay. Love you Buck."

"Love you too."

Tags:

@theoceanisourhome @imtryingbuck @buckys-wintersoldier @shellyshellshell @buckets-and-trees @nicoline1998enilocin

[jennay]

The Set Up (4)

Josh

Master List

AN: I don't know how I feel about this chapter, but I edited so much, didn't like it, and then went back and fixed it. Lol, the way that the siblings interact is definitely how my brother would be. What do you think? Anything more you'd like to see as far as a genre? Drama, funny, or more romance, all that good stuff? I'll get more Rory in soon! I'm trying to progress the story too.

Word Count: 1772

You shiver as the cold wind cuts through your coat. You stare at the hospital building in front of you, its windows like dull eyes in the gloomy sky. You feel a knot of fear in your stomach. You don't want to go in, and why the fuck is it snowing in spring? You sigh as you sit on a bench under the awning; it's cold, but you dread walking inside. You take out your phone and dial Rory's number. He picks up after two rings, thankfully.

"Hey, how are you holding up?" He asks in his warm voice.

You bite your lip. "I just got here. I'm still standing outside."

He sounds concerned. "Are you okay?"

You shake your head, even though he can't see you. "I don't want to do this." You say in a low voice.

He pauses momentarily, then says softly, "I know it feels like shit right now, but it will be okay. You're stronger than what you give yourself credit for."

You feel a tear roll down your cheek. When Rory speaks to you, it's like he always knows what to say, and you tend to believe him.

"Thanks." You quietly say. "I just feel bad for not coming last night."

You hear him lightly laugh on the other line. "You didn't get home till 3 in the morning. What could you've done? It's not exactly like the hospital wants people wandering at weird night hours. I think you made the right choice."

You lightly shiver. "I guess I should go inside before my fingers fall off; my family doesn't need that right now." You tease.

He chuckles, "Yeah, that would be bad. Go in; I'll be here if you need me. Call me when you're done, okay? I'll be up for a while."

"Okay." You quietly say, "Bye, Rory." You hang up and put your phone back in your pocket. You take a deep breath and stand up. Walking towards the hospital entrance, you hope for the best.

When you open the door, you're hit by the smell of disinfectant and bleach. The cleaners try to mask the smell of sickness and death, but it only worsens it. It sends chills down your spine every time you enter the doors.

You make your way down the hall, looking for room 209. You watch the numbers getting higher, and anxiety fills your chest. You're not sure what you're walking into.

You pull out your phone again and text Rory: Are you sure I'll be okay? Cause I feel like I'm going to vomit.

Opening the door, you gasp as you see your dad lying on the hospital bed. He looks nothing like the man you remember. His face is pale, his eyes are shut, and his body is hooked to machines that monitor his vital signs. He barely seems to breathe, and you wonder if he's still fighting for his life. You approach him slowly and hold his hand, hoping he can feel your presence. "Dad?" You whisper, your voice shaking.

You don't recognize this stranger in front of you. You feel powerless and hopeless, unable to do anything but wait. You're so lost in your thoughts you don't notice your brother standing by the window, looking at the city blankly.

The sun was setting behind the city skyline, casting a reddish glow on his face. You wondered what he was thinking, how he was coping with the situation. He looked broken and lost.

You stand beside Josh, and with your little energy, you gently squeeze his arm. "Hey." You quietly said.

You wanted to say more, but words failed you.

Josh turns his head, and his green eyes fall on you. "I thought you weren't coming back till tomorrow?" He wraps his arms around your shoulders, giving you a welcoming hug. "Sorry, this had to be your reason for coming back." He sounded guilty as if he had done something wrong.

"Dad always needs to be the center of attention." You joked, trying to lighten the mood. You knew he needed some humor right now, even if it was forced. "I thought he was doing better. Nobody tells me anything." You'd been so busy and caught up in your life that you barely kept in touch with your family, and right now, you regretted it.

"You know, it's good to see you, even for this." His voice sounds hoarse and tired. "I stayed last night so Mom could get some sleep, and I don't recommend sleeping on that chair." He lets go of you and points to the flower-cushioned chair. "My back hurts."

You nod and set your bags down on the small wooden table. You see a vase of flowers, a get-well card, and a framed photo of your family. You smiled sadly at the memory of happier times. It was taken last Christmas when you gathered at your parent's house for the holidays. You're all smiling and laughing, unaware of what is to come.

You sit on the soft couch, feeling the cushion sink under your weight. "You can go home and get some rest. I planned on staying tonight." You offer, hoping he would take care of himself. "Mom's coming back in the morning."

"I think I'll stick around for a little bit. How often do I get to catch up with my little sister?" He grins. "Not every day I get to sit with a celebrity." He teases.

"Stop." You loudly groan.

You watch Josh walk to your father and bring his hand to his face brushing his hair away from his forehead. He whispers something in his ear that you can't hear.

"You know...you could call me too." You say softly.

He turns, "Yeah, I'm not very good at either. I know. Mom scolded me already." Josh shrugs as he walks over to you and sits on one of those old flowery chairs he warned you about. "What's new? Mom said you were out in the middle of nowhere filming."

You agree with your mom's statement. "Yeah, we were almost done filming the last episodes of the new season."

"Kieran Culkin's in it with you right?" Your brother chimes in, trying to remember the actor.

"Yup." You take a sip of your water bottle, trying to hide that you don't have much to say.

"I remember you were really into that death metal shit and made me watch Lords of Choas. I think I still get nightmares."

You raise your eyebrows. "What? No. That's not Kieran, you idiot."

He looks at you puzzled, "Well, it's not Macaulay either, and he's a Culkin. You can see it in the eyes."

"There's three of them who act."

"No way." He takes out his phone and does a quick search. "Rory Culkin. I thought he was Kieran. They look so similar."

You roll your eyes and shake your head. "They're brothers, of course, they look similar, but they're not identical. You can tell them apart if you have eyeballs."

Josh laughs at your response, "Are you being protective?"

You dodge the question and smirk as you tease your brother, "Are you and Ivy married yet? Any kids on the way?" 

He frowns at you with annoyance and shakes his head. "No, and hell no. You sound just like Mom. Why isn't she nagging you for kids?" 

"Because I'm single. That would be a scandal to her." You glance at your phone and see a text message from Rory. Your heart flutters as you read his words.  It's normal to feel nervous. Just breathe. You can do this.

You imagine his sweet voice in your ear and text back quickly. Unknowingly you are smiling like an idiot.

I kind of wish you were here.

I'll be back in New York soon. I promise.

Your brother snorts. “You've got a boyfriend, don't you?" He grins wickedly. "I can't wait to tell Mom. She'll stop nagging me and start bugging you instead."

You feel your cheeks heat up and try to conceal your smile, but he's already caught you. "Shut up," You laugh. "He's nice, okay? And I really like him. I don't know how he puts up with me, to be honest, my whole existence is chaos."

He raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. He expects you to spill the beans.

"I ditched him on our first date to come here." You sigh. "He was so cool about it." You beam and add, "I must be pretty special."

He nods and gives you a half-smile. "You're something, all right." Josh doesn't trust your taste in men. "What's his name?"

"How about I tell you more after our first date?"

He chuckles at your response. "Damn, you're so easy to read. It's that Rory guy. That's why you got defensive when I called him Kieran." He leans back in his chair, "Oh boy, your co-worker's brother? That's a recipe for disaster." You shrug, "It was Kieran's idea!"

"Yeah, but you work with him and for him! What will you do when you dump this guy like you always do?" You roll your eyes, "I don't do that anymore. I've changed."

"I thought you were against dating in the industry?" He stands up, yawning and stretching out.

"Can we drop it? I feel like dad's listening to everything and it's awkward." You say. "I want to tell Dad myself, not have him overhear. He's going to lecture me when he wakes up."

Josh smirks and walks over to the bed; he looks at your dad with a sad smile. "He'll wake up. He's a fighter. He always has been." He kisses your dad's forehead and then hugs you tightly. "I'm sorry for giving you a hard time. I just want you to be happy." He says sincerely.

You hug him back, feeling a lump in your throat.

"Let's go get some coffee. You look like you need it and I have a long drive home." He says, leading you out of the room.

You glance back at your dad one last time, hoping he can hear your thoughts. Please wake up. You think as the door closes behind you.

Part Five

[bonnixd]

Nightmare

Warnings: Bad writing

A/N: It's a bit short (and very badly written) but I hope you enjoy it anyway

"Oh my god that was a scary movie." You said in a shaky voice. "He wasn't. He was pretty standard. It was actually pretty funny. Especially the mental aspect. Especially the scene where the killer went berserk and murdered 6 people.” You look at Wednesday in shock. “How can you find that funny?” “Who knows. Maybe someday I'll become that killer.” She said while grinning. You look at her with a fear filled look. She puts her hand on your cheek. "Don't worry, I'll let you live." Before you can answer, she presses her lips to yours. It's a hot kiss. She shoves her tongue in your mouth. After a few seconds it releases again.

You're out of breath. She looks at the clock. "You have to go, it's already 12:00 am." You stand up slowly...you know you're going to have nightmares. And you're too shy to tell Wednesday. "Ca...can I sleep with you tonight?" you ask shyly. She stares at you for a moment. "Fine with me." You both get ready for bed. As she lies down, you hesitate. "Do you want to or not?" You lie down on the bed hesitantly. You keep a big gap between you and Wednesday so she doesn't feel uncomfortable. Your eyes close quickly.

NIGHTMARE

You wake up in a dark room. You can't see much. Only one door. You open the door slowly. You see a very long hallway and at the end of the hallway is another door. You walk slowly down the gloomy corridor. Suddenly you hear the door you walked through slam shut. You turn around and see a person slowly walking towards you. If you look closely, you'll see that it's the killer from the movie. He has a very big smile on his face. You run, on your way to the door. Even if you feel like you are going very slowly. You arrive earlier than the killer You quickly open them, walk through and close them. As you look into the room, you almost puke. There are 10 corpses with their throats slit in front of you. Including Enid and Xavier. You can't think long because suddenly you hear the door slowly opening behind you. You turn around slowly and only see a knife coming at you.

END NIGHTMARE

You wake up drenched in sweat. You sit down, tears in your eyes and panting. "What happened?" Wednesday asks you. Without looking at her, you answer. "En... sorry for waking you up..." She rolls her eyes. She stands up, "I'll get you some fresh clothes." You grab her arm. "Please..." "Don't worry, I'm not far." She goes to her closet and comes back with a black t-shirt. "Put that on." You take off your sweaty t-shirt and take hers in your hand. She gently slaps you on the back of the head. "Ow, what was that for now?" She rolls her eyes. "Sometimes you're really stupid, if you put the t-shirt on now, it will get wet immediately. You have to dry off first.” You nod slowly. She goes to Enid's side and gets a towel. "Why does Enid have towels here?" Wednesday sighs, "just don't ask." You slowly pat your upper body dry, it's getting harder with your back. "I'll do the back." Says Wednesday. "You don't have to..." "It's okay," she interrupts. She gently pats your back dry. Wednesday often comes across as a psychopath, but when you're alone is she very gentle "So done." You take the t-shirt and put it on. You start to yawn. "I think we should go back to sleep." You nod sleepily. You both lie down again. "Hey...Wednesday..." She turns her head towards you. "What is it?" You gather all your courage. "Ca...can...can we...snuggle?". She stares at you for a long time and sighs. "Fine.." You hesitate. ""I can change my mind" she says. You slowly move to her. You put your head on her shoulder and your arm over her waist. "Move your head up a bit." You do as she says. She stretches her arm. You put your head back on her shoulder. You close your eyes slowly and fall asleep peacefully. In the protective arms of Wednesday.

[cloudymistedskies]

“Self-blame and regrets”

Marimui fic (For the Marimui week)

Mari takes all the necessary items, and adjusted her clothes. She was gonna go inform her family that her older sister, Riko has passed away, along with handing them their shared inheritance. She knew that the kakushis could’ve done it themselves, but she felt like it would bring more closure if she were to do it herself. As she was about to take a step, a familiar voice calls out to her.

“Mari!” And the next thing she knew, Muichiro was right by her side with a slightly worried expression. The brunette turns to him, curious about what he wants.

“Mui? Is there something you need?” She softly asked, holding the inheritance in her hands. She already prepared food and everything as she’ll be gone for at least until dawn.

“I wanted to come along with you…” He responded, resting his hand on the girl’s shoulder. Looking into her green eyes, what once was a joy-filled and bright was now more gloomy and overall… empty in a way. Riko’s death really took an impact on her.

“It’s fine, really… I’m gonna be walking on foot, so it might be tiring for you…” Mari reassured, smiling a little at the ravenette, which Muichiro could immediately tell it was forced.

“Plus… If you do feel lonely, you could always visit Tanjiro and the others.” She added, slightly tilting her head. Muichiro shook his head, however.

“No, no… I insist. Knowing your habits, I wouldn’t want you to get lost while visiting them.” The boy would then take some of the inheritance from Mari so she would be carrying less.

“And I’m a hashira! …Or was a hashira. Considering that the corps is now disbanded. If anything, I should be worried about you getting tired.” He continued, chuckling and grinning at his beloved. Muichiro made a good point… And it doesn’t hurt to let him accompany her. Mari lets out a small sigh, his mint-green eyes sparked in excitement.

“Alriiight… I’ll let you come along.” The short-haired girl quickly gave in to his wishes, much to his delight. He interlocks his arm around Mari’s and the two headed out to Mari’s relatives.

They first went to the Minami’s. After arriving at their doorstep, Mari was hesitant on knocking. She knew the news would upset them. As her mind was spiraling, it was suddenly interrupted when Muichiro gently caressed her back, causing Mari to look at the boy. His expression was reassuring and telling her that she’ll be okay. That was enough to soothe the brunette and so she knocked on the door. Moments later, Mari’s aunt opened and her eyes widened as she sees the young short-haired girl before her.

“Mari…” The older woman muttered, before quickly hugging her, tightly. Muichiro stood behind them, watching the older woman engulfing Mari into a warm embrace. It was a heartwarming scene to him. He could hear the woman mumbling about how relieved she is that Mari is alright and well... Atleast physically…

The woman would soon stop embracing and placed her hands on the young brunette’s shoulders. As she was about to say something, she noticed something peculiarly off.

"Where's your sister, Mari?" Mrs. Minami asked, her expression changed to a more anxious one, as if she likely knew what the answer was. Her suspicions were confirmed when Mari's expression darkened, now looking down. Tears were threatening to fall down from her green eyes. Knowing that even saying the words was too much for her, Muichiro decided to take the role of informing her aunt.

"She unfortunately passed. I heard that she did so to protect Mari." The boy informed the devastating news. Despite already expecting that type of outcome, Mrs. Minami was still devastated to hear that one of her nieces died.

"I'm really...really sorry to hear that..." The older woman pulled Mari into another embrace, this time caressing her back to soothe the younger girl. Mari wasn't making any peep, but tears streamed down to her face, making both Muichiro and Mrs. Minami feel more empathy towards the brunette.

The three had a moment of silence, before Mari broke it by speaking up.

"I'm... Also here to deliver her shared inheritance..." She mumbled, taking the bag she was holding and handing it to her aunt. The older woman only silently responded by nodding and taking the bag from Mari.

"I see... I'm still really sorry for what happened, dear..."

"Mhm... We should head going now... I... Still have to tell our parents..." Mari would then turn her heel and began walking off before anybody could respond. Muichiro looked at Mrs. Minami, his expression became confused when he sees hers plastered with concern, and a hint of fear.

"Mrs...Minami?" The boy's voice startled her for a moment, quickly shooking her head and looking at the young boy. She seemed like she wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"..." A few seconds later, she would finally say something before heading back inside.

"...If anything happens, please try to stop her... This could be a very hard pill to swallow for my sister..."

Those words confused Muichiro. But he didn't have anytime to think about it as he had to catch up with Mari. She was already a little far ahead but he was able to catch up with her after a bit.

Soon after, they reached the small village where Mari grew up in. Muichiro has never been here before, despite the village being near the mountains. But Muichiro did live at the peak where one has to hike up there.

As the two were finding the Kaizumi residence, the long haired boy noticed the brunette becoming more dreadful than before. As if, she didn't wanna do this but she knew she had to. Muichiro didn't understand as to why she was like that. Perhaps it's cause she's concerned about her parents' reactions? He has never met her parents before, anyway...

Mari and Muichiro eventually found her home. This time, she stared at it with nothing but pure fear. The brunette tried to calm herself and hid her fear by showing a more neutral expression. She tried to knock on the door, but was completely hesitant this time. Mari couldn't bring herself to knock. She slowly turned to Muichiro with a sheepish look on her face.

"...Could you knock for me, Muichiro?" Mari softly asked, in hopes the long haired boy would do so for her. To which, he did and knocked on the door. After doing that, he would slowly and gently interlock his hand with hers, rubbing his thumb slowly on it in an attempt to soothe her. It worked just a little...

Soon after, an older woman answered the door. Her features were similar to Mari. Brown hair, green eyes. But the difference was that her skin was lighter and her eye structure was different to Mari's. The woman looked confused for a moment before realizing the young girl was her daughter.

"Marilyn. What are you doing here? And who is that?" The woman pointed to the long haired boy, arching an eyebrow.

"Ah. I'm Muichiro Tokito. I'm just here to accompany your daughter, Mrs. Kaizumi." Muichiro introduces himself, bowing in a form of respect. The woman did the same. For some reason, Muichiro didn't like the woman at first sight. He didn't know why, but something tells him she's... likely not the best type of person.

"Is there a reason why you're here, Marilyn? And where's Riko at?" Mari's mother inquired. The younger brunette became more nervous, but hid it from her. Her sorrow is still painted over her face.

"... Riko...Died..." Those were all the words Mari could muster up, before preparing for the worse. The woman stood idly, shocked at the news her young daughter just gave. She was kidding, right? Before she could even respond, Muichiro spoke up.

"...It's true. She died a few weeks ago to protect Mari, and Mari is here to deliver the inheritance your late daughter has given to you." The boy added, showing a face filled with empathy.

The mother was stunned. A tear streamed down from her eye. Then her expression changed from shocked to fury with a hint of sorrow. In a split second, she harshly grabbed her daughter’s shoulders, causing Mari to flinch.

“Riko… Riko died for you…?!” Mari’s mother couldn’t comprehend the statement. The young brunette only nodded in response, already expecting her mother to outburst and taking it out on her. Muichiro was standing before them, watching the scene unfold. He watched as the older woman takes out her grief and anger towards her only daughter who was still alive.

“Why… Why did you even SURVIVE when your sister didn’t?! Why was she so considerate for you over herself?!”

The boy was shocked about how her mother reacted, and he felt anger starting to boil up inside him. Sure, he knew she was hurt and miserable by the news and had every right to be. But to take it out on her only daughter who was grieving too. And the worst part is that Mari wasn’t doing anything but let her mother pour her misery all over her.

This went on for a while. The mom taking out her grief towards her daughter and the latter does nothing to stop.

He had enough.

Muichiro would step in and harshly grab the older woman’s arm, startling the two and averting their attention to the long haired boy. He had his eyes narrowed.

“I’ve had enough of you and your bullshit.” He hissed, his mint-green eyes glaring at Mari’s mother. Mari’s eyes widened, panicking a little.

“M-Muichiro…! I don’t think you should—“

“I should and I will.” The long haired boy cuts her off, standing his ground. He has noticed Mari never feeling comfortable talking about her own mother and he already knew that she wasn’t the best but didn’t wanna judge too much. But he didn’t expect him to be this bad.

“You’re not the only one who’s grieving over Riko’s death. Mari is also dealing with the loss horribly, especially since she blames herself for what happened to her. I understand your frustrations, but I will not stand with letting you take out your pent up sadness to your only child that’s still alive.” Muichiro continued, his tone of voice was laced with anger. He puts emphasis on the word ‘only’. Mari’s mother looks at the younger boy, feeling somewhat threatened by him. His sharp glares could stab anyone.

Mari quickly breaks them off before anything worse happened, her green eyes filled with anxiousness as she quickly handed her mom the inheritance her late sister left for her.

"...I'm sorry about Muichiro." Mari apologizes to her mother. As much as she wanted to express her anger to her mother too, she just doesn't want to cause a scene, especially where people could see. Not that she didn't do it to her before.

Muichiro wanted to protest, but looking at Mari's expression made him think twice. He still wanted to blow up on her mother, but knew he had to respect Mari's wishes. The young brunette sighed, then faced to Muichiro, and beckoned him to follow her as she started to walk off. The ravenette boy nodded at her.

"In a bit, Mari." He quickly said before facing back to her mother, his once calm smile was now replaced with a cold glare when he looked at the older woman.

"That will be all. Please never contact me nor Mari ever again." The mint-green boy told her before turning his heel and catching up with the short-haired girl.

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The two young people were walking back to the mansion, Mari's head faced down to the ground while Muichiro was guiding her to the path. She was still thinking about her mother's words and it was consuming her mind.

The ravenette looks at the girl who has a guilt-ridden look on her face. He was about to speak up, but Mari spoke first.

"..I'm sorry about my mom. I should've went there, myself..." She mumbled, biting her bottom lip right after. Mari wanted to cry right then and there, but didn't wanna cause more problems for him.

Muichiro shook his head, obviously against her words before speaking

"You have no reason to apologize, Mari. Your mother should be the one apologizing for what she did. To blame you for your sister's death and wishing you were the one who died again? She should at least be grateful that you're still here." The long haired boy balled up one of his fists, silently wishing he could've done more than just spat her mother out.

"... I wished I was the one who died instead." The words that left Mari's mouth made Muichiro pause and faced her with a concerned expression. It was expected, but it still didn't concern him less. The young girl would then continue.

"It was my fault that my... my sister is now dead. I-If I didn't have a panic attack while fighting off the demons in the fortress... If I was running right behind her instead of the opposite... If I just... took her place, m-my mother wouldn't be grieving since she would still be here! I shouldn't--"

Mari was immediately cut off when she was suddenly smacked by the head by Muichiro, nearly tripping off of her feet but he quickly catched her before she would hit the ground. The long-haired boy would help her off of her feet.

"...Ow..."

"I'm sorry for the sudden smack, but I just didn't want to listen to you blame yourself any further." He would gently massage her head right after, using his thumb to wipe off the tears off of Mari's face, which she didn't realize she was even tearing up until now.

"Mari... Your sister would've wanted you to live. I observed how much she cared for you. She'd do anything for you to be standing here and breathing instead of being buried." Muichiro said, his voice filled with emotion. Riko reminded him of his late older twin brother who sacrificed his own life for the sake of saving Muichiro and letting him live. His words seem to take an effect on Mari, seemingly calming down a little.

Muichiro gently cupped her face with both of his hands before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. He looks down at the brunette, smiling softly.

"She would've told you to live on for her..." He added, his voice now a whisper. Tears began to form on Mari's face and she enveloped the long haired boy into a hug, burying her face in his chest as she silently cried into his arms.

Muichiro's expression softened, his lips drooped down as he soothed Mari's back. Her tears were staining the collared shirt he's wearing, but he could care less.

He knew this wasn't gonna be easy for her. She could probably change as a different person while she grieved. But even if those possibilities could happen, he promises to himself that he'll be there for Mari no matter what. He'll try to help her in any way he could. He'll make sure that the same smile Mari always had will appear once again, even if it'll take years.

"Let's get back home now, Mari..."

Taisho era secret:

Mari’s mother actually ended up writing a letter to Mari a few months later, but Mari never responded back. She couldn’t find herself to forgive her for everything she said and done

Link to the Marimui week post!

[anticipatedexhale]

Always been you

Steve Harrington x gn! Reader

A/n: ew feelings i hate those but anyways enjoy

Summary: Steve Harrington finally comes to his senses and confesses to his best friend

Warnings: cursing, Steve is very stupid nothing unusual, ew alot of feelings, mentions of injuries, no vol. 2 spoilers.

It's always been you, you were there since the first beginning, you stayed with Steve throughout high school years, every single fight, every single tear, every single laugh and smile you were there for it.

How blind was Steve to never notice, i mean you were the first one to see The Steve Harrington the king of Hawkins high cry, you were the one to always scold him after a fight while aggressively treating the wounds.

And what really hit hard when he finally realized he'd never done anything for you, he was selfish. You helped him through the break up with Nancy, holding him, running your hands through his hair, whispering praises and loving words to him.

You've always been there, he couldn't live without you, he can't imagine being separated from you. And yet he realized he never asked you, how you felt, or even tried and help you.

He was beating himself up because of that and he wanted to change, change for you, it was a very rainy gloomy night, how cliché Steve thought he's about to confess to his best friend who he has been inlove with for years now under the rain.

Knocking hard on your door, you immediately opened face filled with worry "oh Steve are you okay?" "why are you here so late?" "did something happen?" you were throwing questions in this face.

He held your arm and pushed you inside, "w-what? What are you doing?" you asked searching his eyes had that fire in them, you had never seen him like this. It shocked you to say the least.

Before you could question him any further, you felt soft lips on yours, you let out a surprised noise but didn't pull away you couldn't get yourself to pull away, not in a million years would you imagine yourself kissing your best friend who was drenched from the rain in the middle of your living room.

He pulled away soon, "look i know this is too much but i can't put into words how much love i have for you, I've loved you for so long and I'm sorry if this ruins our friendship, you have the full right to yell at me scream even but i just want you to know that you've always been there, always been there for me and i was never there for you and always ignored your needs and-"you cut his rambling with a quick peck.

"you know Harrington it's never too late to make it up to me if you so badly want to" you said giggling before running out of the room.

Yeah Steve thought it's always been you.

[bloombird]

3 AM Conversations

Tags: Insomnia, Comfort, 3 am conversations, Fluff, Implied Abuse

At the devil's hour, two small bots trudge on looking for a place of rest. They walk on the road in silence. They haven't said a word to each other yet they know what the other is feeling. Their feet drags on for what it seems like hours.

One of them, a mangy stuffed toy, stops his tracks and nudges his companion. He points. His companion glances to where he was pointing, a near-crumbling structure. The companion looks back at him and nods. They walk closer.

The abandoned two-story building looms over them. Mold and cracks litters the establishment. Despite its shattered windows and gloomy aura, they step inside.

Trash, glass pieces, and nails are strewn across the floor of the building. If they could squint, they can see the vandalism walls camouflaging from the shadows.

As they enter, the stuff toy reaches out for his slingshot and sniffs the air for any potential bots or threat living there. His companion stares at him. The stuff toy shakes his helm and puts back his slingshot. The other bot sighs. Is it out of relief or disappointment? The stuff toy doesn't know. Well, it's just only them again. Alone.

The two bots carefully tread along, avoiding the obstacles, using the dim moonlight as their only light source.

Without looking at each other, they press forward to reach the stairs. The stuff toy- Raif Twinwood comes up first. He turns around to help Azure Gig up. 'Be careful,' he barely whispers but Azure Gig hears him loud and clear. He holds Raif's hand firmly and jumps up.

They finally reach the second floor. The second floor is less dingy than the previous floor. Less trash and sharp objects scattered around the room. No one's there. They both let out a weary sigh as they sit down in the corner of the room. Raif lays down his slingshot next to him while Azure finds a dirty rag next to them. Azure dusts out any debris from the rag and shows it to Raif.

Raif tiredly nods and Azure wraps the rag around them as a blanket for the night and the morning.

They mutter each other good night and Raif shuts his optics.

It's been hours. The silence is soothing, save for the occasional breeze that passes through the building. It lulls Raif to sleep to the point of turning into his alt mode until- His ear twitches. He hears Azure shuffling.

Raif slowly opens his optics and notices Azure's back is in front of him. He hears his breathing being awkward and nearly silent. "Bullets?" he whispers groggily.

Azure stiffens and slowly turns around to look at Raif. "Yeah?" he fakes a yawn and rubs his optic.

Raif, being done with his act, asks. "Were you awake this whole time?"

Azure is silent. Which is enough for Raif to know everything.

"Bullets.. Go back to sleep."

"What? I was-"

"No, you're not, you idiot. You didn't turn into your alt mode for what? Weeks? Months?"

Speaking of that, he has never seen Azure's alt mode despite them traveling around together for months. Usually, botbots turn into their alt mode once they have achieve a deeper sleep in order to save up more energy for the night.

But.. he hasn't seen Azure turn at all. Azure always wakes up early before. Is he pretending to sleep this whole time? Always relying on food to gain energy? Is that why he was easily tired before? Raif ponders the thought more before-

"I just.. I can't.. I don't want to-" Azure stammers and lets out a breathy chuckle. "I don't want to turn into.."

Raif puts his hand at Azure's shoulder. "No one else's here. It's just me-"

"I don't want to, okay?!"

Raif is taken aback by his loud voice and so does Azure. "I'm sorry.." Azure fumbles his hands. "I don't want to talk about it.. Not right now. Please?"

No matter how close they are, Azure couldn't share his dark thoughts and memories lingering at the back of his mind. If he does, his emotions and baggage will burst out like a tidal wave. It agonizes Raif to see Azure bottling up all his trauma and letting himself hurt with a smile as if it's his only purpose.

"Okay.." Raif sighs and painfully he lets it slide.

Azure looks guilty. "Sorry.." He tries to get himself to sleep.

"Hey, how about this?" Raif ponders to find a good topic. A conversation is enough to make Azure calm down and maybe- hopefully sleep. "Tell me your dreams."

Azure blinks at the question before thinking. "Well, I.."

Raif listens intently as Azure continues. "I always wanted to sing.. Singing songs about my own feelings and my message of love and peace. Being an inspiration to everyone and have a good time. Y'know, instead of being a gunslinger, I'd rather be a gun singer," he grins at his own joke.

The stuff toy blinks back at him. Azure nervously laughs. "What am I saying? It's kinda stupid-"

Raif holds his hand and squeezes it. "It's not. Your dream isn't stupid." He says earnestly. "Don't think of it that way. I think it's nice."

Azure is taken aback by his sudden fondness. If Raif could see clearly in the dark, Azure's face turns red. "Y-You don't think it's stupid?"

"Yeah. But your pun's the only one that's stupid."

Azure made a mock gasp. He pouts and stuck his tongue at him, "Meanie."

Raif almost smiles. Good, he's okay now.

"Here, I remember this lullaby that I used to sing to Ferezkó since they're such a scaredy crybaby." Raif hums under his breath. He couldn't fully sing it anymore. His voice is all gravelly due to his past experiences punishments that were so severe that it always left him screaming at the top of his voice-box until he couldn't anymore.

It's an old lullaby that tells a story about angels and little people. Azure listens to him singing in wonder. Raif finishes the lullaby and Azure perks up. "That's amazing. You should sing more."

Raif scoffs. "I wish. I can't do it anymore because of-" He bites his tongue. Azure's expression turned to concern. "Because of my voice.. it's all gravelly." Raif lies through his teeth.

Azure knows he's hiding something but thankfully decides not to press it. "Okay.. I'll try singing it along."

Azure quietly sings. It's beautiful and sweet like honey. Raif stares at him in awe as he sings in melody and melancholy. The stuff toy doesn't know he's entrapped by his voice until Azure finishes the lullaby in a quiet note.

"Not bad. Not bad, bullets.." Raif grins.

Azure giggles softly. "Really?"

"You really can reach your dreams."

Azure yawns. "Mhm.. It's fun.. Thanks, Raif.." He smiles as his optics slowly close. "It really means a lot to me.."

Raif pulls him closer, settling for a hug. He looks at him and notices the way Azure relaxes along with his scars across his face. He looks peaceful and happy.

"Good night.. Azure," Raif murmurs under his breath before he transforms to his alt mode, making sure Azure had something to hold on to for his life.

[aceviscontiswife]

Demogorgon Is my baby puppy and i just need to read more about him! Could i request reader with demo where he justs absolutely loves them, imagine this, he had a trial with a particular bad bully squad, who kept pallet stunting and flashing him even with 4 gens done and a won trial, so reader just does everything to help him, even helping he get a kill, so after that, he just starts following them around everytime they're in a trial together, and whey they arent, he just gets all gloomy and violent, also, everytime they're in a trial, demo just goes after every survivor who gets closer to reader, hes such a puppy😭

Protective Pup || Demogorgon

I love Demo so much, he's just so adorable! I hope you enjoy, I made Demo a little dog-like so I hope thats okay! :) Sorry it's super short, I'm a little sick but I still wanted to get some works out!

You helped Demo out once, and ever since then he's been attached to your hip. You didn't mind. In fact, you've sort of begun to consider him as your personal bodyguard and hyperactive puppy.

Nancy warned you that the Demogorgon was a ruthless killing-machine, but you saw none of that in him. Your strange friendship began when Demo was having an agonizing trial. Nea, David, and Ace were bullying the poor pup, their cruel actions causing you to feel incredibly bad for Demo. So, you decided to help him out. You threw a pallet down in Ace's path, which allowed Demo to catch up and down the rightfully pissed gambler.

Now whenever you were in a trial with the Demogorgon, he had your team disposed of rather quickly and was demanding love and attention from you. It was adorable, he reminded you of a dog--a... strange looking one, but a dog nonetheless.

When you weren't in a trial with him, however? Things got... violent. More violent than usual. He was the creature Nancy had described, and you could tell your teammates were beginning to truly fear him.

Despite how cute and loveable Demo was, he had a strong protective side to him. The other survivors were rude to him... So that means they're rude to you too, right? Demo didn't allow anyone to get near you, he didn't trust them like he trusted you.

This trial was different from the others with Demo. He had already killed your team, only stopping for pets... five times. He couldn't help it though, you just gave the best head scratches! You were sitting criss-crossed by the open hatch, Demo laying next you, curled up like a dog and seemingly sleeping as you pet his head--which was laid in your lap.

You would have to leave soon before the entity got upset, but you didn't want to disturb Demo yet. The survivors had tried to bully him again, it was hard to watch... so you helped him again. Sure, your team probably hates you for this, but you couldn't stand to watch them treat Demo so rudely anymore.

The survivors didn't know the Demo you knew. He was so sweet, so kind... He only killed because the entity would punish him if he didn't--and because the survivors bullied him relentlessly. If it took you sandbagging your team for them to realize,

then so be it.

[dragondemoness]

Akane, Mikan, and Hiyoko with Male reader S/O who acts like a mother and looks after then and is patient with them. He helps akane understand that it's okay to be weak,Mikan that her existence is not something that needs to be forgiven and she has a right to exist, and Helps Hiyoko with her Kimono and teaches her to take care of herself and that it's not okay to bully mikan and it won't help her toughen up like it did with her. Can take place during hope's peak pr in Goodbye despair.

The killing game setting is the easiest to write, so I went with that

Akane, Mikan and Hiyoko with a Fatherly Reader

Akane Owari 

She didn't really care for you at first

She's not weak, she doesn't need to be taken care of!

But once you get with her, she starts to love that side of you

She still won't let you take care of her tho

Honestly, she'd rather take care of you

She does have the experience after all

You finally put your foot down when she starts to fight Nekomaru every time she runs into him

After bringing her to Mikan to take care of her wounds, you bring her to your cottage to have a talk

She's confused about why it bothered you so much

"Akane, I'm concerned. It's one thing to enjoy sparring, but you don't need to fight Nekomaru every time you see him. Given the wounds you get after, you really need to stop."

"So what?! You think I'm too weak?! I don't need you to baby me, dumbass! I can take care of myself!"

Then she storms out of your cottage and slams the door

She spars with Nekomaru again to cool down

She's venting while fighting while Nekomaru is lecturing her

Then she really thinks about her actions and feels bad

She asks Mikan to help with her wounds so you don't have to worry

Then she comes back to your cottage, looking tired and gloomy

"Hey. I, uh... Sorry about storming out earlier. I know you just wanna help."

She sits down on the bed beside you and hugs you

"I just... Don't wanna feel weak, y'know?"

You go quiet for a minute

You know her past, and you know why she feels that way

"I know, Akane. But it's just not healthy for you."

"...I know."

"Listen. I understand why you feel that way. But you don't need to be strong all the time. It's okay to be weak."

She opens her mouth to reply, but you gently shush her

"Being open about your emotions isn't weak. Being sad isn't weak. Not being able to beat everyone you fight isn't weak. It's just being human. Sometimes you need to let out your emotions before you break down."

Akane is silent for a moment

Then she moves in and sits on your lap and leans her head against your chest

Her body starts shaking and you feel your shirt get wet

You look down to see Akane crying

You just pull her closer and hug her tightly

You can only be glad, knowing that she was finally letting out her emotions instead of keeping them in

Mikan Tsumiki 

You've been looking after her since day one

She felt undeserving of this attention at first, but quickly grew to love it

She feels that she can rely on you, even though she feels like she doesn't deserve to

She definitely hides behind you while Hiyoko is being mean to her

But even though she loves your fatherly nature, she just doesn't feel like she deserves it

You finally put your foot down in your cottage, when she was patching up a cut you got on your hand

"Th-There we go! It s-should heal up soon! Hehe... See? I c-can take care of you l-like you d-d-do for me! "

"Thank you, Mikan. That's really sweet of you."

"Heh... I-It's the l-least I c-can d-do to repay you..."

"You don't have to repay me, Mikan. I look after you because I want to."

Mikan's expression turns into a sad frown

"Y-Yes, b-but... I don't d-deserve it..."

"Mikan..."

"No! I-It's true! You've b-been t-taking c-c-care of me all th-this t-time, and I d-don't deserve any of it! A-And the worst p-part is... I-I c-can't repay you for all you've d-done for me!"

Now she's crying really hard and hyperventilating

You quickly pull her into her lap and calm down her breathing

Now she's crying while she grips your shirt

"Mikan, you do deserve to be taken care of. You deserve all the nice things this world has to offer. You don't need to apologize for existing. Your existence is not something that needs to be forgiven. And besides, your existence is the most important thing to me."

She looks up at you, with a red-tear stained face

"D-Do you m-mean that?"

You hold her face in your hands with a smile

"That, and so much more."

You wipe her tears and kiss any others away, then you begin peppering kisses all over her face, which makes her giggle

Then you stand up with her in your arms

"Now, let's go to bed. I think you deserve a rest."

Then you lay down and bring Mikan into your chest

She snuggles into you and tightly wraps her arms around you

"I-I love you, (Name)."

You lay one final kiss on her forehead

"I love you too, Mikan. So, so much."

Hiyoko Saionji

She was a brat about it at first

Insisted that she wasn't a child and didn't need to be taken care of

You sure about that Hiyoko?

But she found herself clinging to you when the blackout happened

And again during the first murder

You... reminded her of someone

When she was exposed for not taking showers, she turned to you and buried her face into your stomach while clinging onto your shirt

When you offered to tie her sash for her, she felt happy and hugged you

Then she jokingly called you a perv when you offered to wash her as well

When it comes to her bullying Mikan, that's one thing you won't tolerate

She insists that it'll help toughen her up and that she's doing her a favor

You don't buy that shit and scold Hiyoko every time

Tries to use her fake crying to guilt trip you

It doesn't work

She tries to stop bullying Mikan, she really does

But during Ibuki's show at the music venue, her growing anger got the best of her and she blew up at Mikan

You took her outside and reprimanded her

Normally you were so patient, but this time, you were genuinely frustrated

Then she started crying and buried her face in your stomach

This time, the tears were real

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm SORRY!"

You lifted her up into your arms and sat down

"Easy, Hiyoko. It's okay. It's okay."

After a moment of soothing her, she spoke up again

"Tell me what made you act that way."

Then she explained everything to you

She had a lot of pressures on her from her family, which led to her developing a mean personality

You reminded her of her father, who was the only one in her family to be genuinely kind to her

Now it was all clear to you

In that moment, you saw a whole new side of her

"I-I'm really sorry..."

You stood up, still holding her

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Mikan tomorrow. For now, we'll just head back to my cottage. I think you can use a rest."

"*sniff* Okay..."

After that, you headed back to your cottage, holding her in your arms

Before you even left the third island, she fell asleep

You smiled to yourself as you continued walking

You got to see Hiyoko's true colors, which was basically an achievement to you