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foreverlilmeowmeow · 11 months

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Title: I've Always Loved you Pairing: Park Jimin x f!reader Word Count: 3k+ Genre: Fluff, Holiday au Summary: You haven't seen Park Jimin in over three years and now your walking into his house to celebrate the spooky season of Halloween. Your feelings mixed as you try to avoid him, but find out he's everywhere. Will you admit your feelings or leave with rejection, find out in this Halloween special! Warning: drinking, kissing, making out, thoughts of feelings on someone else, heartbreak, I never know how to label these things...

Notes: Hello everyone! I hope you all had a very spooky Halloween and that you all stayed safe! I know I ended up staying home cause it started snowing, but with the season of Halloween I decided to write this little drabble and hope you enjoy it! Notes 2: Anyway, this is my first time writing something for BTS so sorry if the guys sound a bit out of character... I was trying something new so feed back is always welcome! Anyway, enjoy the rest of Halloween if your in the states, if not Happy November first! Byeee!!!

“What do you mean ‘you're not going’? You said you would go with me and you promised you would be there.” Your best friend Kaitlyn said as you and her were heading to Jimin’s house for a halloween party.

“I’m. Not. Going. How confusing is that?” you replied as you were laying in bed scrolling through your socials. You hadn’t seen Jimin in what felt like years, and going to this Halloween party meant bumping into him since the party was at his house.

“It's not, but you promised, so you're going. Now get dressed, or I’ll pick out the costume you're wearing, and you know which one I’d put you in.” Kaitlyn said as you gave her a look.

“I am not wearing that costume, and you know my reasoning. Why are you being such a bitch today?”

Kaitlyn shrugged, “Don’t go back on your promises and I won't be a bitch, simple as that.” She said with a huge grin on her face. You groaned knowing that this party could last all night, but being around the others did bring a slight smile to your face. You had gotten close to Hoseok and Seokjin that maybe going to the party wasn’t such a bad idea. You just had to avoid Jimin. How hard could that be?

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“I already hate it here.” You said as you looked at your friend and then at the large house in front of you. The yard and house was packed to the brim. People littered the front yard like Jimin was throwing a yard sale or something and the music that was coming from the front door seemed loud and annoying. Why in sam’s hell did you agree to come to this thing?

Kaitlyn chuckled, "Come on, let's go get a couple of drinks and we can go find Hoseok or someone. You know a ‘familiar face’ so we don’t feel so weirded out. I know I don’t like big crowds, but it was the only party that was happening tonight and we all know that Jimin can throw parties that are out of this world. We’ll have fun. Just relax okay?” Kaitlyn said as the two of you slowly made your way up to the door. You decided to dress up as Diane from The Seven Deadly Sins. Thighs out, boots up to your knee, and a similar hammer attached to your back just in case you needed to beat someone’s ass if they got too touchy. Your friend, Kaitlyn, decided to dress up as Noelle from Black Clover. She said she didn’t want to show too much skin, but if she got drunk enough you knew that she would be naked in a heartbeat. Your eyes rolling in your head as when you entered the house, it was decked out in halloween theme decorations. Fog machines, spider webs, skulls, bats, and pumpkins littering the shelves and tables that you honestly thought the house looked nice. It just made you upset because it was all at Jimin’s house and you didn’t want to be here because you hadn’t seen him in what felt like years.

“You made it! I’m surprised you got her to come!” Hoseok said as he came up to you and gave you and Kaitlyn a hug.

“Took a lot to get her here, but she’s here and she’s not going anywhere since we took my car instead of hers.” Kaitlyn said as you huffed but hugged Hoseok back as you were happy to see him.

“Well, come in! Lets go get you ladies something to drink! I saw Jimin spike the punch with vodka but if you have something else you want to drink, you should have brought it yourself.” Hoseok laughed as you couldn’t move to the kitchen fast enough. You swore you could hear Jimin talking to someone nearby and your heart was racing.

“Y/N! You’re here! OMG! I’m so happy you're here!” Taehyung smiled as you could tell he had already started drinking.

“Hey, V, how are you doing?” You asked as the four of you made your way to the punch bowl and started pouring drinks. You didn’t really want to drink, but Kaitlyn said it would help you relax more so bottoms up and pray you’ll have a good night.

“I’m doing wonderful! Have you said hi to everyone? Did you lock lips with you know who?” Taehyung asked as he wiggled his eyebrows.

You scrunched up your nose and shook your head, “No, I didn’t ‘lock lips with you know who.’ I have yet to see him and hope to god I don’t see him. I’m sure he had long forgotten about me and to be honest I’m okay with that.” You said as you heard some shuffling around behind you and then a voice. That voice bringing a shiver down your spine as it always sounded a bit high pitched, but not in an annoying way, more like a bell or a choir singing to you. The voice was magical that you wished you could hear the voice more often. You just didn’t know if tonight was the night you were going to confess. You and him haven’t talked for over three years. Three years of him going off to college in Seoul and you staying in Busan working because you couldn’t afford college. He had said he would visit, but as time went, he became nonexistent, which in the end broke your heart.

“Don’t see who? Were you trying to avoid someone?” Jimin asked as you all turned to see him dressed up as a vampire. His silver hair tucked back, and his beautiful brown eyes were now red from a pair of contacts you assumed he bought on Amazon.

“No one, don’t worry about it.” You said as you grabbed your drink and decided to explore the house some more. You had to get away from Jimin as your heart started to pound deep within your chest. You were scared. You were breaking. He looked more beautiful than the day he left, and you were sure he wasn’t the pure innocent boy you knew all those years ago.

“Y/n! Wait up! Don’t leave me alone with these assholes!” Kaitlyn said as Taehyung pouted slightly. He was probably the softest out of the small group that was forming in the kitchen. He was cute and funny, always knew when something was wrong, but drunk Taehyung was someone you had to watch out for. He didn’t know how to keep his mouth shut, and honestly, how you were feeling, you didn’t need to have him blab about all the thoughts that were running in your head.

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“Wow, nice costume, didn’t think you had it in you, but fuck… you look great!” Jungkook smiled as you were now outside hanging with Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jungkook.

“Thanks! It took some getting used, too, but I think with the tights on under the costume, I kinda feel more confident. Not walking around in a bathing suit and feeling half naked, ya know?” You smiled as Yoongi elbowed Namjoon, who seemed to have his mouth open from being in shock at how beautiful you looked in Diane’s clothing.

“You're welcome, where’s Kaitlyn? Did she come with you?” Jungkook asked as he and her sorta had an on and off relationship.

“She’s somewhere. Last I saw, she was with Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung. Who’s to say where she is now.” you replied, sipping on the weird concoction Jimin had made in the punch bowl.

“Ah, think she’ll wanna talk?” Jungkook asked as you shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know, she was the one that dragged me to this party. Honestly, I wanted to stay home and just watch horror flicks, but here I am…” you said as Namjoon smiled.

“Well, I’m glad you're here. Honestly, I missed seeing you around.” Namjoon spoke as your cheeks reddened from his compliment.

“I miss being around too. It's weird being back here, though. After Jimin left for college, I didn’t think any of us would hang out. I mean, Yoongi got that record deal. You went off to college as well, but stayed here, Jungkook started working along with I.” You began as you honestly didn’t want to remember the night Jimin told you he was leaving and that he wouldn’t be back until he finished. He might visit during the holidays, but when that first christmas came around, you didn’t see him, and you sure in hell didn’t see the others.

“Yeah, life just kinda got busy, but hey, three years isn’t that long, and honestly, having the party here meant there was no way Jimin was skipping this one. I mean, have you seen his place? Its fucking huge!” Namjoon said as a slight shiver went up your spine as the wind picked up out of the blue.

“Here, take this. You’ll feel warmer.” Jungkook said as he gave you his blazer.

“Thanks, Kookie, but I’m okay. I was thinking about heading inside and seeing if I could find Kaitlyn. Think you could come join me?” You asked as everyone sorta shared a look.

“Uh, sure, I can come with you. Is everything okay?” Jungkook asked as you nodded your head. You didn’t know why but just having one of the others nearby gave you comfort. You didn’t see Jimin as a threat, but just having one of the other guys with you while he was around gave you a safe space. You were eventually going to talk to Jimin, you just weren’t ready yet and you didn’t know when you would be ready. You just needed time.

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“There you are! I was beginning to think you walked home. Hi! How are you?” Kaitlyn asked as you couldn’t believe she was drunk if not close to being drunk.

“Fine, hey uh, where’s Jimin? I need to uh talk to him.” You said as it was about eleven o’clock when you found your friend.

“He went upstairs with some girl who said she wasn’t feeling well… as if… honestly if she wanted to get into Jimin’s pants she could of just said ‘hey I wanna fuck you’ or something, not pretend to be sick just so she could get him alone. I mean would you do something like that? Would you pretend to be sick just to get into Jimin’s pants?”

You shook your head, “No, because I don’t see him that way… and how many drinks have you had already? Where is Taehyung and Hoseok? Weren’t they with you last?” You asked as you looked around for your friends.

“Hobi is with his girlfriend and Tae went to go look for you. Said he really wanted you to go talk to Jimin before it was too late, whatever that means. I know you lik-” You covered Kaitlyn’s mouth before she could talk anymore. Your heart pounding in your chest again as you didn’t need the others and whoever else was around to know you liked him. Sure, you and Jimin were best friends growing up but who’s to say he didn’t find someone while he was off to college. He could have settled on a girl in his class and just couldn’t make it tonight. You just had to find some way around it so your heart could calm down.

“Well, here’s your boyfriend, try not to make a scene okay?” You said as Jungkook smiled at Kaitlyn and then watched as you disappeared upstairs where you were honestly afraid you were going to run into Jimin fucking some random girl, breaking your heart even more.

“So, do you really like her? I mean she’s been avoiding you since she showed up. What kind of person does that?” you heard someone talk as Jimin spoke next.

“Someone who is scared to admit their feelings, but I get it. I just hadn’t had the chance to talk to her since she got here because everyone keeps bothering us. I’m sure we’ll talk eventually but for now…” Jimin paused as the person he was talking with started to giggle, “You need to lay down and get some rest, I’ll come check on you in a little bit.”

The person spoke once more as you felt your heart sink knowing he had been wanting to talk to you since you got here, but everyone kept bothering you two so you were both never alone.

“Well, if you do talk to her, Jiminie, tell her she’s stupid. Tell her the truth and tell her what you feel, because truth be told I feel like you're wasting your time with her. You could be doing so much better and I do mean better…” you rolled your eyes as you knew the person he was talking about was talking about themselves.

“I know, but my heart is set on her and her alone. I just have to get her alone… I just don’t know how..” Jimin said as the floor creaked from underneath you and the door moved just enough for you to see who he was talking to.

“Oh, y/n, hi… um… it's not what it looks like I promise!” the girl in bed said as Jimin was sitting next to her leaned over as if he was going to give her a kiss.

“Right.. Um.. can we talk?” You asked looking Jimin right in the eyes as you felt your heart thud against your rib cage.

“Of course… just give me a second.” he said as you nodded. You walked further down the hall waiting for him. The voices in the room hushed as Jimin walked out and closed the door. His head turned in your direction as the next thing you knew your lips were against his and his arms were around his waist.

“How long?” You asked as the two of you made out in the hallway.

“How long for what?” Jimin asked as he was confused on why he was making out with you, his best friend.

“How long have you liked me?” You questioned one more time as this time you could hear the gears clicking and then a slight whine as you bit his lower lip.

“Since the day I left for college… I knew it when you said your goodbye that I knew my heart belonged to you and only you.” He said as his hands moved up your sides and slowly caged you against the wall you were now pinned against.

“Then why didn’t you say something? Why didn’t you come and visit me during the holidays? Why did you stay away?”

“Because I was scared you didn’t feel the same. I know we had joked about dating and being each other's significant other, but to be clear, it's kinda hard to not fall for… I mean look at you…” He stopped kissing you as he eyed your Seven Deadly Sins costume, “You look stunning in this… you could probably wear anything and look beautiful in it.”

You blushed, “But what if my feelings for you were the same? I mean I just kissed you. Did that not mean anything to you?”

Jimin arched his brow but frowned, “It does, but you have also been drinking and I don’t want your feelings getting mixed because you were under the influence. I mean… if you do like me then I must be the luckiest boy in the world, but if you don’t then I’m in deep shit because I took advantage of you…”

“But I do like you… I’ve always liked you… Why can’t you accept that..” you mumbled as you saw what he meant by being under the influence.

“Because you're drunk, y/n… I know sober you wouldn’t be all handsy on me… you would have rather talked to me than make out with me. I just…” he pressed his forehead against yours as his lips slowly ghosted over yours softly. You could taste the vodka and orange juice but what you were also tasting was his emotions.

“So you're saying you would rather talk about this sober than with alcohol in our systems? That makes sense.” You said as you pushed yourself away from him, making him back up just a bit, “But will you remember this when you are sober?”

Jimin nodded, “Of course… I just hope you do too.”

You frowned looking at him. You swore you didn’t have that much to drink but for being here almost close to midnight and a few drinks in, you could tell that you weren’t completely sober, but you weren’t also drunk either.

“Well, now what? I mean I clearly can’t go home, and I’m sure Kaitlyn is tongue deep in Jungkook’s mouth… Did you want me to catch a cab and talk to you tomorrow?” you asked as your heart sank knowing you could have just had a one night stand and not see Jimin after this all happening.

“No, You can uh… stay here for the night. I just have to kick Veronica out of bed so you have some place to sleep. If not, there's always the guest room.”

You nodded your head, “Will you come hang out with me until I fall asleep? Just so I’m not alone and someone takes you know… advantage of me?”

Jimin looked at you with questionable eyes, “No, but I’ll stay near so I can watch the door, how does that sound?”

You pouted, “Fine, but you better keep a good eye on the door. I don’t want some creep coming in, you hear me?”

Jimin chuckled, “I hear you, I hear you. Let’s get you to bed.” he said as he took you to the guest room and smiled, “I hope you do remember this… I hope you and I can start a new chapter in our lives as a real couple, and I hope you know I do love and care for you..”

“I love and care for you too, Jimin, I-” You were cut off by Jimin’s lips as he smiled. He walked you into the guest bedroom and laid you down as he tucked you in like a child and kissed your forehead telling you good night. The last thing after that was his smile and how you said I love you one more time. You were madly in love with him. Sober or not. You were going to remember this, you just hope he did too.

#bts #bts army #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts x reader #bts park jimin #bts park jimin x reader #bts park jimin x f!reader #bts park jimin x you #bts park jimin x y/n #park jimin #park jimin x you #park jimin x reader #park jimin x f!reader #park jimin x y/n

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atinyjules · 7 months

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Broken Melodies : Fake or True ft. Lee Jeno {ch-2}

A/n: Congratulations! You made it to chapter 2! And don't worry guys, they'll definitely meet in this chapter✨

Soo here it iss~

The mini - masterlist for this series is here

It was finally Eunbi's first day of college and well she was READY! After having breakfast she gave her dad a hug.

"Be safe, be careful and have fun." her father told her as she nodded, excited.

"Yes, dad! Anddd don't worry...I won't get into any fights or quarrels and I most definitely won't cause any trouble." she said as her father chuckled and patted her cheek.

"I know you won't, now go have fun." he said as she nodded and left.

"Byeee~" Eunbi exclaimed for everyone in the house to hear as she made her way to the car.

Eunbi's

"Have fun, Miss Eunbi, I'll be here to get you as soon as class ends." mr. Choi my driver said as I thanked him and got off.

"Thank you!" she exclaimed and stood in front of the gate, marvelling at the scale and grandeur of the institute.

"Neo Culture University...hm...not bad." I mumbled to myself as I entered the campus and searched for my class. I frowned to myself when I failed to find my class and looked around for help. I saw a rather cherrful looking boy walk towards my direction so I reached out to him.

"Heyy...I'm new here and I can't seem to find my class. Could you please help me?" I requested as he smiled and took the paper from my hand.

"Of course! Uhh....3-A...3A?! That's my class!" he exclaimed making me widen my eyes as we shook our hands.

"That's great! I'm Eunbi!" I introduced myself as he happily shook my hand.

"My name is Lee Donghyuck but people call me Haechan. You can call me Donghyuck or Hyuck or even Haechan...it's your wish." he said making me smile as I nod.

"Well okay Hyuck! Take me to class!" I say as he pulls me by my arm.

"You know, we have a lot of things in common. I'm amazingly handsome and you're amazingly pretty. I like leather, you seem to like leather...I mean...you do right? Like you're wearing a leather jacket." he says making me laugh as I nod.

"Yup, I love leather." I say as we high five.

"You know...your last name is awfully similar to my classmate." Hyuck said making me chuckle.

"Na Jaemin?" I say as he nods.

"How do you know him?" he asks.

"He's my elder brother of course." I say as he gasps.

"Finally! Someone who can defend me from his wrath." he says as I furrow my brows.

"Defend? Why?" I ask as he wipes away fake tears.

"He...he uses me as his punching bag." he says making me widen my eyes as I patted his back.

"Oh my Goshh...he does that?!? I am sooo sorry!" I apologize as he holds my hands.

"It's alright." he says as I help him up.

After we reach the classroom our homeroom teacher arrives to see me.

"Thank goodness you found your way here, Eunbi. I'm Professor Cho and I'll be your homeroom teacher." she introduces herself as I bow.

"It's nice to meet you, professor. I'm Na Eunbi." I say as she smiles.

"Now...we don't have any free seats so are you okay with sitting at the back?" she asks as Hyuck gasps.

"Professor...but that's Jeno's seat." Hyuck says as I furrow my brows.

I definitely heard that name before...but where?

"But we don't have a choice. But it's your wish Eunbi...but if you don't want to sit there I can exchange your seat with someone else." She says and I was going to reply when Haechan raised his hand between us.

"Because I'm a good student and a good friend...I shall sacrifice myself." Hyick says making me smile.

"Really?" Me and Professor Cho say in unison as he nods bravely.

"Well, then that's settled. Jeno and Haechan will sit together and Eunbi will sit with Renjun." she says when the door opens.

"I heard my name." a fair boy who was slightly smaller than Hyuck entered.

"Good morning, Renjun. Meet Eunbi, she'll be sitting with you for this semester if you're okay with it." Professor Cho told the boy as I smiled at him.

So he's Renjun

"I don't mind. I'm Huang Renjun." he said bringing his hand forward as I shook it.

"I'm Na Eunbi." I said and he furrowed his brows when Hyuck spoke up.

"She's Jaemin's younger sister." Hyuck saud as he chuckled.

"Explains the sharp eyes." he said making me laugh.

"Good to see the both of you are already making Eunbi feel at home. Way to go, extra points!" she says and walks away.

"Well, you're sitting here then Eunbi." Renjun says motioning to the seat on the last fourth, next to the window.

"Ohh sweet! By the way...who's Jeno?" I ask as Renjun furrows his brows.

"The Devil himself." Hyuck says as Renjun pushes him away.

"Considering you're Jaemin's sister I figured you'd know who he was. But that's okay." Renjun says making me think.

"I don't really know him...I guess its because I didn't study here. I've studied in France ever since middle school and I came back a month ago." I say as Hyuck nods.

"As expected from a family with a big wallet-ouch!" I chuckle when Renjun punches Hyuck's stomach.

"Sorry bout him, he doesn't know how to speak." Renjun says when the door is abruptly opened.

"Who's that?" I whispered and asked Renjun about the buff and strong looking person who just entered.

He looks like a thunder storm.

"Lee Jeno." He replied making my eyes widen.

Tell that to Lee Jeno!

"He's Lee Jeno?!?" I stood up and exclaimed making Hyuck and Renjun widen their eyes as Renjun pulled me back down to sit when Lee Jeno turned to look at me.

"What's your deal?" he said in a low whisper while approaching us as I stood up again.

"You're the one who beat up my brother!" I exclaimed as he raised his brows. Hyuck was quick to hold his arm.

"Yah, yah, yah....jenooo...she's new! She doesn't know anything! Let her off this time!" Hyuck pleaded and I gasped when Jeno pushed him away from his grasp making Hyuck hit the wall

"What the hell is your problem?!" I exclaimed as Renjun pulled me behind him.

"Yah, Jeno have some decency. She's a girl." Renjun warned when Jeno smirked and pushed him away as well.

"Renjun!" I exclaimed and threw a glare at him.

"The hell is your deal?!" I said when he grabbed onto my jacket and pulled me towards him.

Damn he's strong

"Na Eunbi..." He scoffed after reading my name out loud.

"Another Na? You must be kidding me." he said and that's when I decided to the one thing that came to my mind at that moment. Althought I shouldn't have done it I ended up listening to my impulsive thoughts and went for it.

Slap!

Well that was unexpected-💀

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That's it for this chapter! Hope y'all are enjoying it so far✨

You can find Chapter 3 here

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖✨

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drkineildwicks · 2 years

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BH6 Snippets--1/10/2023

Did a couple of pages on that Safe in Brother��s Wings sequel and finished up a chapter so have a snippet in celebration:

“Okay let’s go over this one more time—”

“Yeah yeah yeah shut up you’ve said this a hundred times already go have fun shoo,” ‘Kase said, flapping her arms irritably and enjoying the greater breeze they were starting to stir up. Wasn’t expecting to miss her feathers but good night she had missed her primaries.

“And deny me the joy of being a mother hen?” Tadashi demanded.

“You’re taking some of the kids, the rest are staying at your aunt’s, I get to have the house to myself and you hanging around is putting a cramp in that.”

“You’re not going to be by yourself, Grump’s going to be here.”

“See? Two adults, we’re fine, we’re not going to set the place on fire or anything like that.”

“Didn’t you tell me that you’re technically like, not even two?”

“Tadashi Hamada I will bite you if you don’t leave.”

“She’s so mean to me,” he said to the collection of kids going with him.

“Chee,” Nox noised. You-bad-no bite.

She considered him for a long beat, parsing through what she wanted to say. No scold-you go-take him-no cookies if stay.

“Hey hey HEY ‘Kase what did you tell them!?” Tadashi demanded, suddenly mobbed by bird-kids.

“Nothing go have a good time see ya love ya byeee,” she chimed, hustling them all out the door and shutting and locking it for good measure.

This is during the episode with Fred and Olivia, in which Tadashi averts the disaster that is Frederique. You know, after ‘Kase kicks him out.

#bh6 #big hero 6 #big hero six #big hero 6 the series #big hero six the series #safe in brother's wings #tadashi #'kase #who is technically a birdified momakase clone #my writing

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paleparearchive · 6 months

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The Events of One Day

Monet's 2nd initial 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )

Location: city (morning & evening) | Characters: Monet, Van Dyck

Monet: Wall paint… and a palette, huh? They've asked for a lotta other things, so that's quite a lot. Well, I've been thinkin' that it's time for me to get a new brush too. Aight, let's buy 'em together! Ya want anythin', Van Dyck?

Van Dyck: If it's something I want, it's my time back. Seriously, why in the world should I go shopping with you, Monet? I was just about to try out the beauty products I bought the other day.

Monet: Can't we just have a lil' bit of fun? The curator seemed to have a hard time keepin' up with her work. I can't do paperwork, but I can help with shoppin'.

That said, there's quite a bit of shoppin' to be done, so I'm glad you're here, Van Dyck!

Van Dyck: You should put yourself in the shoes of those who get involved with you. I just happened to be passing by and you said, "Help me with the bags!".

Well... It's true that the deputy director is busy, and I'm not averse to helping out per se.

Anyway! I'm worried about the UV rays, so let's finish our errands early and head home.

Monet: Gotcha.

… Hm?

Child: Hic, sob… Mom…

Monet: Mom… Is that child lost?

… Aight!

Van Dyck: Huh? Wait, Monet! Where are you going!?

Monet: Hey, what are ya doin' out here all by yourself? Did ya lose your mom?

Child: Y-Yes… I can't find Mom anywhere…

Monet: Well then, I'll look for her with ya. Do ya know where ya lost your mom?

Van Dyck: H-Hold on! I thought we were going to the art supply store?

Monet: We gotta find this child's mom first, dontcha think? C'mon, Van Dyck, help me out!

Van Dyck: That being said…

Child: Sob… Mooom…

Van Dyck: Uuuurgh, okay, fine! Let's look for her together! I'll help you find her, I promise!

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Mother: Thank you so much. I don't know how to thank you…

Monet: Don't worry 'bout it. More importantly, I'm glad to see ya safe and sound. Hold her hand tight and don't ever stray from your mom again, ok?

Child: Yeah! Big brothers, thank you. Bye byeee!

Van Dyck: … Hey, it's already evening.

Monet: Weeell, it took longer than I thought. But I'm glad we found the mother!

Van Dyck: I mean, yeah, that's good.

Monet: Jeez, ya ain't bein' honest, are ya? Ya were so desperate to find her. That child felt attached to ya as well towards the end, dontcha think?

Van Dyck: I-It's not like that. I just knew that if we didn't find her soon, we wouldn't be able to go to the art store.

C'mon, let's get going to the art supply store this time. Hurry up, or they'll close–

Woman: Kyaa!

Monet: Hm?

Man: Get out of the way!

Monet: … Woah!? That was a close one, he almost hit me.

Van Dyck: Huh? That man just now… He was running at a great speed…

Woman: It's a purse snatcher! Somebody grab that guy!

Monet: Wha, a purse snatcher!? The culprit is… damn, it's that guy! Van Dyck, we gotta go after him!

Van Dyck: Whaaat!? What about the art supply store!?

Monet: That's not the problem! We gotta go after him now or we'll lose him!

Van Dyck: H-Hold on a second, Monet! … And he's gone. Oh come on, what do you think the police is there for? I don't think we can do anything about it if we go after him…

… Haah, I guess I have no choice. Just this once!

#palette parade #palette parade tl #palepare #palepare tl #card tl #card translation #translation #monet #claude monet #3★

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enhypia · 3 years

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° 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ˚ SH ; keep it simple and sweet

being an idol is hard, but an idol partner makes everything a little easier to handle.

pairing: idol!park sunghoon x idol!gn!reader

genre: devastating, tooth-rotting fluff

word count: roughly 1.1k

!! reader's dialogue are in purple !!

⊱ ── {⋅. ♪ .⋅simple and sweet⋅. ♪ .⋅ } ── ⊰

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☏ || intro

"hey <3 " sunghoon's voice greeted you.

"hi~ congrats on your win! i'm so proud of you" you congratulated immediately.

"thank you baby" sunghoon replies smiling widely.

"how was your shoot today?" he asked.

you let out a tired sigh, "it was fun but tiring as hell"

"oh? i'll let you rest then"

"no no, i want to keep talking, you're my rest after all" you teased making sunghoon laugh.

"how about you? how are you?"

"tired as well but incredibly happy"

"i'm so proud of you hoon"

sunghoon melted at the softness of your voice.

"thank you, you've already said it though"

"and i won't get tired of saying it"

"you're cheesy when you're tired"

you both shared a laugh. "why are you complaining?"

"no, nope" "yeah i thought so" "by-"

"sunghoon-hyung! let's eat" you hear jungwon say in the background

"go eat honey"

"but-" "nope, we can still talk later, go eat" you cut him off.

he sighed and you can feel him nodding "okay okay, i love you"

a grin instantly appeared on your face. "i love you too, eat well~"

"i will, byeee"

"bye~"

☏ || how many times do I have to say, that you don't need to buy me things?

"hoon? what's this?" you asked, flipping the camera to show the bouquet of flowers your manager gave to you saying it was from sunghoon.

"i'm sorry i couldn't visit you yesterday" he apologizes, facing the camera to you again. you give him an exasperated to look and he gave you a sheepish smile in return

" i told you it's okay though i understand, you didn't have to do this" you pouted slightly

"i know its just, i feel bad since we've planned the date a week ago and then suddenly-" he stops, the frown on his face deepens

"hoon it's okay, i'm not mad or anything" you reassured

"still, thank you for this, it definitely made my morning a million times better" you grinned at him. sunghoon's frown disappeared immediately and was replaced with a shy smile.

"i love you, i'll make it up to you" he says raising his hand in promise.

you laughed and nodded nonetheless "you really don't have too but okay, i'll look forward to it"

☏ || if all you had was your time today, would you wanna spend it with me?

"hello, you have reached (y/n)'s hotline, for inquiries press 1"

"hello operator please tell (y/n) that sunghoon needs to see his significant other immediately!" he goes along with you.

you guys share a laugh, "hiii" you greeted properly now.

"are you free today?" "yes, why? are you?" you asked getting excited.

"yup!" you let out a small squeal making sunghoon chuckle

"can i come over then?" he asked.

"eh? it's fine with me but i don't have anything right now to feed you" you say looking around your kitchen.

"we can just get delivery, don't worry" "sorry, i was planning to buy grocery this weekend so i basically have nothing decent right now"

"it's fine honey, i don't really care, as long as i'm with you i'm happy" you shook your head in amusement, absolutely sure that he was smirking.

"that's corny, but i still got butterflies so i'll let it pass" he laughs at your statement.

"i'll be there in an hour, is that okay?" sunghoon was excited to finally see you again, in person this time.

"yup! be safe~ i love you."

☏ || hold the applause, hold the standing ovation, 'cause it don't mean shit if we can't hold our conversation

"hi!" "hoon, hi~" sunghoon heard the familiar sound of stylists running around at the background of your call

"are you busy?" "yeah, sorry i'm getting my makeup done right now for a shoot" you had to raise your voice a little since the blower beside you was turned on

"oh oki, i'll just call later then" he hopes you don't notice the dejection in his voice.

"sure, sorry again baby :(" "it's fineee, bye byeee" he reassured.

"bye, i love you~" "i love you too~"

sunghoon sighed as you hanged up. he shrugged off his disappointment, understanding full well your situation. a small smile still appeared on his face upon remembering your 'i love you' to him.

"hi baby!" you greeted. "hi hiii" you notice his voice was a little shaky. you were about to ask why but you remembered his schedule for today.

"i hear the noise, is now a bad time?" you bit your lip, hoping that he says it's not.

"no-" "okay! filming resumes in 3 minutes" you hear the director say and your shoulders slumped over.

"yeah :(" you heard him sigh. you chuckled to lighten up the mood "don't worry, it's okay"

"good luck with your filming! tell me when you're free, okay?"

"yupyup, bye i love you" "love you too mwah"

you fell back down on your bed sighing in dismay.

"hi" "hey :(" you greeted each other after a few minutes of just pure silence since the video call started.

"i'm sorry" you both say at the say time, normally it would make you guys laugh but that isn't the case right now.

"our schedules are clashing, it sucks" because of how busy you guys were, texts and replies are hours apart, calls are always interrupted, and right now both of you had been so busy that a whole day had gone by with no interactions from either of you.

"i know" he sighs "we can't even have a proper talk even just for a minute" you nodded in agreement.

"i miss you" you say. sunghoon gives you a tight smile "i miss you too"

you breathed deeply and shook of the negative energy.

"let's make it up to each other after this okay?" you asked with a smile.

sunghoon finally smiled as well and nodded "okay <3"

☏ || being with you is enough

"i'm sorry i can't take you out to a fancy place" sunghoon apologized again, arranging the food he prepared on your dining table. you let out an exasperated sigh and went up to him to wrap your arms around his waist, he immediately did the same.

"for the millionth time, it's okay, being with you is enough" you say looking at him straight in the eyes hoping he feels your sincerity.

"i just wish i could do more but-"

"i understand honey, i wish i could too-" "being with you is enough" you laughed and slapped his arm lightly.

"see you get my point!" he grinned and kissed the tip of your nose.

"it's okay with me if we keep it simple and sweet"

you smiled softly at him cupping one cheek with your hand before giving him a peck. sunghoon grabbed your hand and left small kisses on the inside of your wrist and palm before finally meeting your lips.

"i love you" he says upon pulling away. it didn't matter to you that sunghoon couldn't do more than what he wanted because he never failed to make you feel loved. and that's all you could ask for. "i love you more"

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

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a/n: reader so close to slapping sunghoon just to stop him from apologizing owo. anyways!! i hope you like this one <33 and i reached 200+ followers aaak thank u so much huhu. i'll do my best and try to update regularly :'D please look forward to sunoo's tunes that'll be uploaded next~

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hellogoodbye14 · 3 years

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Okay I dunno if you take fic requests but I would love to read one from you based on this prompt 💕💕💕💕

Azriel complaining to Rhys about Nyx bullying him because he keeps asking for hugs and kisses and its harmful to his broody bat facade and "Cauldron Rhys I can't babysit him, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY NO TO HIM!!!??" while Rhys laughs and the distressing effects of an adorable child on his spymaster.

I m just a sucker for fluff and fun and Uncle Az 😁😁😁

Ask and you shall receive fam ❤️ (also might have gone overboard with this but oh well!)

“Unci Assshh!”, yelled the adorable toddler from across the training field.

Nyx was walking - well more like stumbling- between Feyre and Rhys who each held onto one of his tiny hands to help him balance his walk.

His tiny wings ruffled with each excited step and Rhys just laughed at Nyx’s clumsiness and determination to get to the spymaster.

Feyre and Rhys let go as they neared Azriel and Nyx threw himself at Azriels right leg. Azriel chuckled and ruffled his nephews head. Nyx as usual tried to crawl up Azriels long leg and managed to get to his thigh this time. Azriel gently grabbed Nyx by the scruff of his shirt behind Nyx’s head, like one holds up a puppy. Nyx squeeled with laughter and reached out to play with the shadows around him.

“Hey little troublemaker”, said Azriel as he carefully moved Nyx to his shoulders. The toddler was now joyfully yanking at Azriels hair.

Feyre winced, “sorry Az, he’s been yanking at everyones hair these days.”

Azriel just smiled and said it was no problem at all.

His highlord then gave him a list. Yes a list. One he always gave if Nyx was left with anyone who had to babysit. He had the list at each of the houses. One specifically addressed to every.single.person. To say Rhys was a motherhen was an understatement.

Feyre just rolled her eyes at her mate and motioned Azriel to bend down so she could give Nyx a peck goodbye.

“Be good for uncle Az”

“Unciiii Asssshhhhh!” , the toddler yelled in excitement.

Rhys smiled at his son, “we’ll be back from winter court in about two hours at most. Thank you for doing it again. Oh also under any circumstances NO sugar for him.”

Azriel nodded as Rhys reached up and ruffled Nyx’s hair who in return waved at his father and said “byeee daaaaa!”

Azriel was about to turn and take Nyx flying when he bumped into Gwyn.

“Oh hey!” , but the valkyrie was already cooing at Nyx who now reached out his hands to be picked up by Gwyn.

“Look at you, you little munchkin!”, she grabbed his tiny fist and pretended to munch on them, “oh i could just eat you up.”

Nyx squeeled with laughter.

“Umm.. I’m still here you know.”

Gwyn looked up at a frowning Azriel.

“You get my attention at training everyday, this one is too adorable to ignore.”

Azriel shook his head and rolled his eyes. His shadows as always were reaching out to Gwyn, and Nyx was taking full advantage of it and playing with them.

“Guys!”

Emerie came running out, “we need to go to Illyria for a bit, Nesta says they need help with the commanders meeting.”

Azriel frowned, “Cassian needs me to look over the trainees while he deals with the commanders?”

“Yeap”

“I have Nyx. I can’t train them.”

“He said you only have to stay and overlook it. Give some pointers, not engage them in any training yourself. He’s swamped.”

Azriel reached out to Rhys and Rhys offered his approval to take Nyx with.

Gwyn frowned down at the toddler,

“Will it be safe for him to be there?”

“Feyre says Rhys has a shield around Nyx which equates to the shield around Velaris. Besides he’s with us, it’ll be fine.”

“What did Rhys say?”, asked a surprised Emerie.

Azriel smiled, “He wanted to come back and take Nyx but Feyre told him to shut up and stop being so over dramatic.”

Emerie laughed, “sounds like Feyre. Okay lets go.”

Luckily, the weather at Illyria was on the mild side today, Azriel regardless made sure Nyz was covered and warm. The toddler was taken with Gwyn, not that Azriel could blame him. Any time Gwyn tried to leave the ring, the toddlers face would scrunch up, alerting everyone that he will wail like hell if Gwyn leaves.

Azriel had Nyx buckled and wrapped against his torso, and the toddler squeeled, clapped, and offered “wooaows” at the training illyrians. The illyrians were surprised to see the high lords son but still offered smiles at the toddler, they however turned their gaze away from Azriels stare in fear. Well that was until, Nyx called out and demanded attention, “unciii asshh, kiss”.

The blades the illyrians used faltered at that and gwyn straight up laughed at Azriels red cheeks. He nonetheless couldn’t refuse the adorable violet eyes looking up at him and gave Nyx a peck on the cheek.

The request was repeated another two times, until Nyx started getting fussy. It had been over an hour and Azriel had settled Nyx down on the mat and gave him some snacks. Healthy Rhysand approved snacks. But no. The toddler wanted candy.

“Buddy I have no candy, and your dad said no”

“Unci Ashh pleeease?”

Azriel sighed and looked up at the heavens. He could never refuse this child anything. Lord help him. Where the heck would he find candy in illyria? Gwyn ruffled in her pockets and got out five different candies.

Azriel lifted an eyebrow, “really?”

Gwyn just shrugged, “what.. I get hungry after training.”

“Well aren’t you the answer to all my prayers”

Gwyn blushed at that.

Another hour passed and Nyx was fussy again, Az sat down at the bench and tried to rock Nyx to sleep but the toddler was not having it. He turned around to make sure all the trainees were far away taking their break and looked down at Nyx. He then begun singing light notes of a song Nyx always loved. As he sang, his shadows gently caressed Nyx and soon his nephew was asleep in his arms.

Azriel carefully without jolting Nyx stood up and turned towards the ring. A ring packed with trainees who were gawking at him as if he was an alien. Well they obviously heard their stern spymaster sing a lullaby. Gwyn had returned from Emeries shop with Emerie as well and looked at him funny.

“What?”

She shook her head, “nothing. You have a beautiful voice Azriel.”

Azriel nodded his thanks and felt his cheeks burn.

“I’m taking him to the cottage, are you coming with?”

“Emerie is meeting Mor here in a bit. She’ll winnow us back.” Azriel nodded at the pair and turned to take Nyx inside the cottage. As soon as he got in, Rhys and Feyre had winnowed in.

“Is he okay? Didn’t trouble you too much?”, asked Feyre as she carefully took a sleeping Nyx into her arms.

“He’s fine and he was great.”

Feyre nodded and moved towards the kitchen to warm up some milk. Rhys gave a gentle kiss on Nyx’s head before she left the room.

“Why is there a chocolate stain on my sons mouth?”, said Rhys throwing an accusing look his way.

“Rhys, I can’t say no to him okay?! Its fucking impossible! He looks up at you with his puppy dog eyes and says please and I CANT SAY NO.”

Rhys just laughed.

“No I’m serious! And he is taking my rep to shit okay, I have a reputation to uphold. Everyone was scared of me, NOW THEY LOOK AT ME LIKE IM A CUTE LITTLE BEAR WHO SINGS LULLABIES!”

At this point Rhys was doubled over, holding his hand against his stomach. “Stop! lord this is too good. My high, mighty and terrifying spymaster brought down to a little bunny you said? By a toddler.”

Azriel sniffed, crossed his arms across his chest and rolled his eyes, “I said bear not bunny.”

Azriel could hear Feyre’s laughter from the kitchen as well, “not funny!”

“Oh my gods, its hilarious! I cant even right now”, she called out from the kitchen.

#acosf #acotar #acowar #acomaf #feysand #rhysand #feyre and rhysand #feyre archeron #high lord rhysand #baby nyx #nyx acotar #azriel x gwyn #gwyn x azriel #gwynriel #shadowsinger #nyx like his father plays cupid too #nyx and rhys are matchmaker pros

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universallychaoticpan · 2 years

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HI! First of all how are u? I hope ur days okay because mine is shit BUT ANYWAY I MASSIVE brain rot I feel like I should share this with u.

So what if Chuuya and Dazai's s/o are one a mission and they meet and they have to kill each other because ITS A MISSION AND THEY HAVE TO FINISH IT. The women look hot and cool and bloody but no one's stopping bc the KILL intent is super strong but then after all of that is finish. Their s/o's become RIVALS and FRIENDS at the same time😭 like when they are on the job they are KILLING each other but when their not working they become besties❤✌🏻❤✌🏻❤ kinda like ranpo and poe's dynamic.

Ugh sorry I Talk tooo much and sorry bc its super specified u can just add whatever u want idc!!! I just feel really comfortable talking with you! Bc i feel our connection with our love for a badass reader! I probably have a kink for strong and cool women💃🤦‍♀️ OKAY BYEEE

You're always so sweet so I get so happy when I see your requests!! And yes, strong hot women are the ultimate- yes. They're amazing and I love them and writing them is such a treat. Also the request itself is chefs kiss and there were so many ways I could have written this so I tried my best - please, let me know if I missed somethings, I can always go back and add/revise. Reader can be read as Dazai or Chuuya's S/O so take your pick. Anyway I hope you enjoy, and please reach out to me anytime! <3333

You loved nights when your job could let you be this way; when good and evil didn't matter;

when the world was subject only to the rules of knife, bullet, and blood.

You heels found the pavement time and time again, rhythmic and cold on the streets while your eyes watched the woman behind you. She'd been tailing you since your departure from the bar. You knew her face, and she knew yours. But you didn't care to know more than that; not when your sole purpose for being out so late, for being alone safe for one another, for leading and following another woman into shadows was for the kill.

She fired first. You heard the bullet before you felt the blood trickle down the soft skin of your outer ear, sliding down the side of your neck as you turned to face your now enemy.

"Good evening," she sang sweetly. Her accent was delicately foreign; you could hear it on her voice just as sure as you knew she would be able to hear yours. "Lovely night, is it not?"

"Indeed," you responded. Despite your hands twitching on the triggers of your guns, your voices were dulcet and calm as two women enjoying a cup of afternoon tea. "I feared we would jump to all the nasty business right away and what fun would that be. Although, far be it a fair play for one to fire when their opponent's back is turned."

"Quite right," she sighed. "And I do apologize. Still, is it so hard to be pleasant before all that nonsense?"

You laughed, "I suppose you mean our respective lovers then? You aren't wrong; the wounds I've had to patch up are...well let's say it's impressive the two of them have survived to go at each other's throats for so long."

"Then let's hope," she murmured, "that they might learn a thing from the both of us."

"Truly."

Had an observer blinked at that moment, they would have lost you. They would have been blinded by the pop of bullets flying round the dark street, pinging off metal pipes and shattering glass windows. As soon as your guns were empty though, no one could expect either of you to waste any time in going for the kill. You simply threw them away, now useless as your abilities roared to life at your fingertips. It had been less than five minutes; and still, you were no longer the idle picture of pristine drama you had been before. Your clothes were now torn from the seconds where bullets had just barely missed your skin, your skin was raw and scraped from diving to the rough ground and both pairs of eyes gleamed hot as the slight scent of blood hit your nose.

"You're a wonderful fighter," she called.

You bowed your head, the movement almost indistinguishable from the distance at which you stood. "A fighter is only as good as her opposite."

"Then we understand that the toying with one another ends here?"

You dual smiles were nothing short of wicked; perfectly dangerous, inviting as only the thrill of a life on the line can be.

"Oh my dear, who on earth said I was playing?"

The raised tone of your voice, the slight cock of your head, was a challenge. She took the bait. In fact, she snapped at it, ready and willing to sink her teeth into you.

The world could have ended around you from there; you could have ended it and neither one of you would have ripped your eyes from the other. One second her shoulders were under your hands and your body was pinning hers to the ground, the next your body was the one flying against the wall with a dull thud and the sharp crack of bones. You felt your hand connect with the fawn-soft skin of her throat, leaving a thin line of gorgeous crimson in it's wake and immediately after felt her hand close around your own and squeeze until you managed to throw her from your shoulders. Your victory didn't last long, however; only seconds later you felt your body meet the ground right at her side. Your heads were next to each other, blood painting the walls, the ground, your hands and the rest of your exhausted bodies as your eyes fluttered shut to the sight of the night sky.

///

You didn't know how you made it to the safety of your apartment that night; only the man you loved and the most deadly of all his rivals knew that. Only they knew how they had stumbled upon your unconscious bodies after you had failed to return home that night and dared not waste a second fighting each other when it was clear you had both met your match in one another. You took new notice of her whenever you saw her; mutual enemies of yours had luck that was parallel to that of Dazai's enemies if not worse. Whenever your lovers would notice your small smiles, your gentle war, whenever they would ask what in hell had happened in that alley, your answer was dual and matched as every other aspect of you both:

"That alley stays secret. It lives and dies with us."

And your twin smiles kept that secret locked in the cage of your teeth, shrouded in the curtains of lips so sweet one who didn't know better could never guess all the the things the two of you could be hiding.

#dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs

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gayspock · 2 years

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anyway ok SO. currently watching jeremiah crichton :3

FIRSTLY I WANNA SAY: not 2 be superficial. but also i have to speak my truth... i like crichton, too, he's rather wonderful. and the scruffy look is fun for him. but have you seen rokon....again. im usually never that guy. but that man is insanely fucking beautiful, even if he's being a stupid head right now. good heavens

also im glad they make crichton a pissy little bitch sometimes. literally its like fucking hell. yeah. anyone would be sometimes. its like... its again what i like abt farscape, so far - it's like. i feel like it doesnt try to play it safe with the interpersonal stuff. makes their characters into right cunts sometimes. but it doesnt do so gratuitously its just like. fucking christ of course he's going to lose his chill, at some point. theyre all stuck in a horribly traumatic and draining situation. and its like it gives the characters the nuance to, like, react poorly and NOT crucify them and instead show that its reasonable but also hold them accountable for it ....

and again i say it doesnt try 2 play it safe. its just yknow. sometimes, tv shows try their damn hardest to make their main characters so freaking likable and it wont let them do anythinggggg off. i case it makes them offputting. and its like it does feel like bare minimum stuff to NOT do that but yah...

its again what i like about crichton... :3 he does get frustrated like this quite a bit... he is one of the more level-headed guys in the crew but yah. also bc like. there's this nice rhythm to the show wherein the rest of the crew will exhibit some sort of Behaviour, and crichton will put up with it; then, a few episodes later, the reverse happens...

like i guess im thinking mostly of. them doing stupid shit to try and get home. and crichton putting up with it. and then he does sth stupid to try and get home and theres a bit of mess but they also put up with him in the end.

i also love the way d'argo and zhaan's roles are shifting with the show. like d'argo especiaallyyyyy here, being the one who feels the guilt and trying to get them to get crichton back.... RESPECT. and everything else, since we learnt he's a dad- the way he treats moya, especially.... so fucking good, man...

all of that being said

sigghhhhhhhhaoifm,gsdgm

im watching this ep now aanyways. about halfway through and i WAS a little nervous bc i love the SciFi trope of like- bloke gets stranded, on his own, for months in some alien planet.... and ik specifically. did kind of gave me paradise syndrome vibes (from tos). which im interested in bc. paradise syndrome is like. a really gross episode and i stand by that, but there's some elements of it i enjoy- spock trying rlly hard to get them back, the amnesia, building a new life on a planet, the inevitable tragedy as u live a very short life in a place BUT its so. insular. and when u leave it its like a big loss bc u thought u would be there forever.....

and i thought hmm maybe this could be a similarish approach to that - but less iffy - but goodness me... just as i was ABOUT to say that. i see we're going into "alien race worshipping one of the characters as a god, mistakenly" now which . usually is just fucking weird as hell in most executions when the alien race in question is depicted as, like, "more primitive"... IT WAS SO MUCH WORSE IN PARADISE SYNDROME. FOR OBVIOUS FUCKING REASONS. but its stilllll such a weird freaking trope. its got its issues in ds9, too. and its like UGHH OKAY WE'LL DO THIS THEN... FIIINEEE

anyway im stoppingthis ramble here . halfway through the ep. byeee veeryone

#Egg.txt #farscape liveblog

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lilchibi-chan · 4 years

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CORPSE x Reader

I’ve had this in my head for a while!!! Especially the part about the dinosaur onesie.

PS if somebody could PLEASE draw corpse in a Dino onesie I will love you forever and write whatever you request.

You had a pretty good day at work today. There were parts that were slightly stressful, but that comes with any job.

You finished your shift at around 4:30 and you texted Corpse to see if he was awake and if he wanted to hang out. He said that it was cool with him since he hadn’t seen you in a while. You decide to drive over to Target to get some snacks for yourself and you walk around the store to see what else you need to spend your money because let’s be honest, you never leave Target with only what you went there. You walked through the book section, then to the clothing section and then you saw two dinosaur onesies in the mens section.

You thought it would be so cute if you and Corpse wore matching onesies while hanging out, so you took them both and headed to checkout.

You texted Corpse to let him know you were outside his apartment and waited a couple seconds before the door was pulled open.

“Hey!” you say hugging him

“Hey Y/N” he said, still sounding tired

“Did I wake you up when I texted,” you ask feeling bad

“Yes and no,” he says with a small giggle,”I was in the midst of waking up, I just wasn’t fully awake yet.”

“You could’ve just left me on read or something,” you say laughing

“No, I wanted to see you and I have to join a lobby with Rae, Sykkuno and everyone so”

“That’s right, I completely forgot. I can leave, I don’t wanna bug you”

You and Corpse met through Rae during a stream. Streaming is just a hobby for you, so you’re not as big as everyone else, but you enjoy doing it on your free time and when you wanna get your mind off of work. You and Corpse grew really close as you found it easy to talk about certain things with him and he was open to listening to you. You even confessed to him that you were a fan before you actually met him, so this was basically a full circle moment for you.

“No, it’s fine. You’re completely welcome to stay. What’s in the bags by the way”

You smile and you take out the onesies.

“There’s one for you and one for me,” you say with a huge smile

“These are so cool,” he says excited,“Can I put it on now?”

“Of course,” you say smiling

You took the tags off of the onesies and gave Corpse his.

“Can I use your bathroom to change? I wanna get out of my work clothes.”

“Yeah, it’s fine”

You take your bag with you since you have clothes to change in. You take off your work shirt and pants, then throw on a tank top and shorts to wear under your onesie.

Once you exit the bathroom, you see corpse in his onesie and can’t help but feel giddy. He looked so stinkin cute.

It was time for Corpse to get on discord with Rae and everyone. He logs in and starts up among us.

“Guys, Corpse is here!” Rae says

“Hi Corpse!” Sykkuno says

“Hey!” Toast, Leslie and Poki say simultaneously

“Hello everyone,” he says smiling

He muted himself in the discord chat

“Do you wanna say hi to everyone, y/n”

“Sure, if you’re okay with it, I am too”

“Yeah it’s fine, I don’t think anyone is streaming yet so it’s okay and no one will get the wrong idea or start rumors”

You get up from the chair you were sitting on and Corpse unmutes himself in the chat.

“Hey everyone!” You say happily

“OHMYGOSH! Y/N” Rae says

“HEY Y/N” everyone else greets

“I feel like it’s been forever since you got on a game,” Rae says

“Yeah, I know. It’s been like a week or so. Next time you guys are gonna play, let me know. I’ll get on after work if it’s a day I’m working.”

“Yay!!” Rae and Poki say

“Okay, well I’m gonna let Corpse get back on so you guys can play and stream and stuff”

“Bye Y/N,” Rae and Poki say sadly

“It was nice talking to you for a little bit, y/n. Hopefully we can play together soon,” Sykkuno says

“Yes, I would love that. I’m gonna let Corpse get back on now. Byeee”

You let Corpse get back into his chair and you go back to where you were sitting.

It’s now a few hours into the gameplay and Corpse has to use the bathroom in the middle of the game. He tells everyone that he’ll be back then mutes his mic to ask if you would play for him while he goes. He’s crew mate this round, so you were relieve that you wouldn’t have to do some big brain gameplay. You went about doing Corpse’s tasks until he came back.

Corpse re-enters and you hand his seat back over.

“Have fun,” he asks smiling and getting comfortable

“Yeah, I was relieved to see you weren’t imposter this round”

He lets out a small giggle and unmutes his mic so that everyone in the stream could hear him.

He spent the next hour and a half talking with everyone and chat, making jokes, laughing, and simping over sykkuno. You loved hearing him have fun and glad that he could be happy even with everything he has going on.

When he finished, he logged off his computer and started to walk towards the living room. You get out of your chair and follow him.

“You still wanna watch some movies,” he asks

“Yeah, but i completely understand if you’re exhausted. You played for really long,” you say not wanting him to feel pressured

“Okay, just give me five minutes”

“Alrighty,” you say giving him a reassuring smile

He joins you on the couch and lays down facing you. He closes his eyes and faces towards the ceiling.

After he finishes resting, you turn on the tv and decide to put on How the Grinch Stole Christmas because it’s one of your favorite movies and then you agreed to put on Corpse’s favorite, Donnie Darko after your choice was over. The rest of the night you took turns picking movies until you decided you should probably head home. You give Corpse a hug and wish him goodbye.

When you reach home, you text him to let him know you reached safely and tell him good night since you have an early shift tomorrow, otherwise you would’ve stayed up with him.

‘Good night. Sweet dreams :)’ he texts back

You smile at your phone head to bed.

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collapse-and-comfort · 4 years

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🧝 + 🦂 + 🛏 *drops emojis and runs away* byeee

Elf + Poisoned + Recovery

Fun fact: I love elf whump! When I posted the ask meme, I didn’t even realize “elf” was an option, so I was over the moon when I got this ask! This was a treat! Thank you so much! 💕

Apothecary hadn’t slept all night, but they got a second wind a little while before sunrise. Satisfied that their ministrations had brought Whumpee out of danger, they spared some time to clean the mess from the night before and freshen the water in the basin, all while keeping an eye on their sleeping friend. They made themself some tea, then waited and watched as they thought back on the previous night.

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“Help,” Whumpee said. It was a simple declaration of need that lacked any inflection of expectation.

Apothecary had just enough time to recognize the lean, hooded figure leaning against the doorframe before Whumpee’s knees gave out. Apothecary caught them by the chest then worked their way under Whumpee’s shoulder to support them. They hadn’t seen Whumpee in several years. The parting hadn’t been amicable, but that didn’t mean Apothecary wished Whumpee ill. In truth, they cared for Whumpee and would never have considered turning them away.

“C’mon,” Apothecary said as they made the journey to a back room. Whumpee leaned heavily against them as they went. This set Apothecary on edge; Whumpee had never been one, literally or metaphorically, to ask anyone to bear their weight.

Apothecary helped Whumpee into a seated position on the bed, then worked to unfasten their cloak. They folded the hood back and drew the garment away. Apothecary frowned when they got their first real look at Whumpee’s condition. Whumpee’s long hair was mussed and drenched with sweat. Their gaze was distant, but they blinked owlishly when Apothecary put a hand on either side of their face and looked in their eyes. Their pupils were too smalll; Apothecary compartmentalized that information. They pressed the back of their hand to Whumpee’s forehead, though they could already feel the heat rolling off of Whumpee.

“What happened, Whumpee?”

“Blade was poisoned,” they murmured.

Their chin dipped toward their torso and drew Apothecary’s attention to the blood staining the dark fabric over their belly. Rather than curse aloud, Apothecary nodded and went to work removing Whumpee’s shirt and laying them back on the mattress. They asked questions, trying to narrow down what kind of poison had been used; Whumpee would answer with quiet words when they had to, and nodded or shrugged when they didn’t. Apothecary cleaned blood away from the wound and examined the raised, red flesh around it.

It was bad, they decided. But it could have been much worse. Whatever poison had been used was slow-acting.

Apothecary began to stand, but Whumpee grasped their forearm.

“No one followed me,” Whumpee panted as their eyes searched Apothecary’s face as though they desperately needed for Apothecary to understand. “No one.”

“It’s okay, Whumpee,” Apothecary said as they gently took Whumpee’s hand in theirs and set it down at Whumpee’s side. Apothecary pushed away memories of the events that caused their group to disband. “I know.”

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The rise and fall of Whumpee’s chest was smooth and even. That changed an hour or so later, though. Whumpee’s breathing quickened, and Apothecary crossed the small distance from chair to bed in a heartbeat. They hoped Whumpee was dreaming and not having another seizure.

“Hey, Whumpee,” they said as they put a hand on their shoulder. “Hey.”

Whumpee let out a tiny gasp and tried to push themself up on their elbows as their eyes shot around the room.

“You’re safe,” Apothecary said. They stepped back to allow Whumpee to collect themself. Sweat sprang up on Whumpee’s forehead when they strained to keep themself up. They breathed heavily with the exertion and whatever terror was dogging their mind. Whumpee’s eyes settled on Apothecary. The disorientation faded and they leaned back on the pillow, took a deep breath and let it out.

“You with me, Whumpee?”

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“No, no, no,” Apothecary said as they turned Whumpee’s face toward them with one hand and held the potion they’d prepared in the other. “Stay awake for me, Whumpee. Just a little longer.”

Whumpee’s eyes slid open again, though Apothecary saw no awareness in them. The absence of the keen glint in Whumpee’s eyes made Apothecary steel their nerves and focus even more intently.

“I need you to drink this down,” they said as they shifted their position and put a hand under Whumpee’s head. They were careful not to snag their fingers in Whumpee’s long, unkempt hair. They lifted Whumpee’s head and put the cup to their lips. Whumpee’s eyes were half-lidded and their breaths were growing shallower.

“That’s it,” Apothecary encouraged as they tipped the cup and Whumpee began to drink. Whumpee sputtered and Apothecary hushed them and waited for the coughing fit to pass before trying again. Whumpee slowly drained the rest on their second attempt and Apothecary eased their head back onto the pillow. They dabbed the liquid away from Whumpee’s chin and neck.

“That’s okay,” Apothecary said. They brushed Whumpee’s hair behind the points of their ears as Whumpee’s eyes slipped shut. The planes of their face became smooth and untroubled, and Apothecary was relieved when Whumpee’s breathing became deep and even. All the kindness, warmth and certitude faded from Apothecary’s face; their jaw was set and their brow was furrowed. While Whumpee slept, they worked. They knew they were in for a long night. They did all they knew how to do and hoped it would be enough.

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Whumpee made a small, involuntary noise when Apothecary made to look at the laceration on their stomach. They reached to cover the wound, but Apothecary took Whumpee’s arm in their gentle grip and pressed it back down by their side.

“I need to see,” they told Whumpee. Apothecary heard the way exhaustion had added an edge to their voice. They regretted it, but Whumpee frowned, and nodded, giving Apothecary permission to touch them.

Whumpee shifted and winced as Apothecary lifted away the poultices and bandages.

“Sorry,” Apothecary said. They paused and looked Whumpee.

“It’s fine,” they said as they huffed out a breath. They stilled themself and looked up at the ceiling.

“Looks a lot better,” Apothecary said. And it did. The swelling and redness had continued to diminish. Inwardly, Apothecary allowed themself a modicum of cheer, but Whumpee’s eyes were glassy and sweat still dappled their skin.

That didn’t stop them from trying to get up once Apothecary was done with their bandages. The effort drained Whumpee in barely any time at all and Apothecary had no difficulty pressing their shoulders back down on the bed. Whumpee looked up at Apothecary with frustrated, questioning eyes.

“You’re going to feel weak for a little while, and your fever seems to be stubborn,” Apothecary told them. “Don’t push yourself.”

Apothecary expected an argument, but there was none. Whumpee nodded and sighed. Apothecary gave them a sympathetic half smile, then straightened and turned toward the basin. They dampened a fresh cloth and wrung it out.

“Just going to clean you up, yeah?” Apothecary asked.

Whumpee made a noncommittal sound and chewed their lip. Apothecary was surprised when Whumpee didn’t balk at the contact. They tolerated the cloth on their face, throat and exposed middle. They looked away when Apothecary softly traced over the scars Whumpee had gained since their parting and Apothecary wondered how long it had been since Whumpee had had anything resembling proper care.

Silence that might once have been companionable settled between them. Apothecary let Whumpee drift with the tide of their own thoughts as they finished bathing them. A question stranded itself on their tongue, but instead of asking it, Apothecary wrung out the cloth, then turned their attention to mixing another draught for Whumpee.

“Here,” they said as they offered the cup to Whumpee.

Whumpee propped themself up against the headboard -they declined Caretaker’s help -and accepted the cup with both hands. They sniffed the concoction.

“That’s revolting,” Whumpee said as they closed their eyes and crinkled their nose.

Apothecary was glad to see the corners of Whumpee’s mouth tip upward despite their disgust.

“It’ll help,” Apothecary said as they returned Whumpee’s smile.

Whumpee drank the mixture with minimal complaint, then scrutinized the empty cup as they settled back down on the pillow.

“Get some rest, Whumpee,” Apothecary said as they took the cup. They pulled the blankets back over Whumpee, who nodded. Their eyes were already growing heavy.

“Apothecary?” they heard as they walked toward the door.

They turned back to look at Whumpee, whose expression harbored the same earnestness it had the night before when they told them they hadn’t been followed.

“Thank you.”

#replies #elves #poisoned #fantasy whump #recovery #caretakers #vague healing potion is vague #possible character reconcilliation #I never see elf whump #this was so much fun!!!!#nightmares #disorientation #trust and awkwardness #I don't know how many iterations of this I did #switching between past and present #released into the wild

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mithresha · 4 years

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Thank You.

You started to work in UA as a secretary. You feel very happy, excited and calm working here, not like your previous work. You remember when your first day working here everyone was so friendly. They can say that you and Midnight are like besties now. It was fun working here! Not until you met him. All might. You remember when the first day you were here, you were searching for the lounge room and when you found it you opened the door and the man accidentally bumped into you and you fell on your bump. He quickly apologized to you countless times and helped you up. You chuckled and say ‘it’s fine’ and then your eyes and his are connected and you both were staring at each other for a minute. Both of you introduced yourself to him and then he was out from your sight. And today, two weeks you been working here. You haven’t seen All Might much for the past few days. You assumed that he’s busy, but you can tell that he sometimes was nervous and a little shy while talking to you. That is what you noticed. Midnight once jokingly say he may be having a crush on you because they never seen him like that before. You didn’t say anything and carry on with your work.

TIME: 1203 A.M. / LOCATION: UA STAFFROOM

You heard the bell rang signalling it was lunch break. You still busy typing something on your computer. You saw Midnight walking towards you at the corner of your eye and you just busy focusing on your work.

Midnight: Y/n, come on! Let’s go eat now, I'm starving~

Y/n: *still typing* Ahh yeah okay. I see you later, Nemuri. I got a lot of work to do. One more minute...*mumble*

Midnight: *massage your shoulder and you let out a soft pain* Gosh girl, so hardworking there. Okay fine, I see you later babe.*walk away*

Y/n: Byeee...

After a few minutes Midnight walked out, you have done your work. You let out a big sigh and looked around the office. Empty. Hah! You are the only one there. You massaged your arms a bit and do a little exercise on your seat. Once you done you looked at the time on your desktop, 12:10. Okay. You stand up and walked towards the restroom. After a few minutes, you come out from the restroom and goes back to your desk to pick up your wallet. When you arrived to your desk, you found a box and a little piece of paper on the top. Looking at it confusingly, you look around the office. No one was here. You picked up the piece of paper and read it,

Hi, here’s some cake for you. Hope you enjoy it!🌻

Even though the paper didn’t write the person's name but you knew who gave it to you. You open the box and there’s a red velvet cake. You smile shyly. `Why he didn’t want to give to me face to face`. You decided to search for him. You take the small box with you to look for him. Luckily you asked one of the students in class 1A, he was at the lounge room so you walked straight there. You arrived at the lounge room and before you opened it you heard he was talking to someone in there. You don’t want to be rude so you knocked the door softly and there was silence. You heard him say that you can enter and you opened the door slowly and saw him with the green hair boy that he always talks with. You noticed that he was blushing a bit even though he hid his face with his hands. You chuckled a little.

Y/n: Am I interrupting you guys?

All Might: Ahhh nono, Not at all! *he whispers to the kid and he bow to you and walked out*

Y/n:*enter and sat on the couch*So uhh, you gave me this earlier. *show him the box of cake*

All Might: Ahh yes, I did.*rubbing his neck*How did you know it was from me?

Y/n:*giggle*The sunflower.

All Might:*look down nervously*

Y/n:*giggle*Thank you for the cake...

All Might:*look up and smile*No problem. I hope you like it...

Your both eyes were connected again and this time you were blushing red. You knew he must be having something to tell you but you can tell he was nervous.

Y/n:You know..You the only one that did this.*play with your hair shyly*

All Might:Hmm?What do you mean? *stare at you*

Y/n:They say that you never did this to anyone, besides me. You know, giving all this. And this is the third time you gave me. You being so nice to me, All Might. *look at him shyly*

All Might: *look at you shyly* You ah.. You can call me Toshinori y/n. And um about that, I would like to talk to you about something...*he gesture you to sit infront of him*

You stare at him nervously and sat shyly in front of him. Your mind kept whispering ‘What he wanted to talk about?’. He looked at you admiring how beautiful you are and get ready what he about to let it out from his chest.

Toshinori: I been wanting to tell you from the first day we met but I don’t want to interrupt you much..*hold his hand together*

Y/n: *Getting nervous and feeling that she know what he about to say*

Toshinori: I need to get it out my chest. *he getting nervous* I actually..have a crush on you, Y/n..*he looked up at you*

You stare at him in surprised. You don’t know what to say. You didn’t expect him to say that but you knew what he about to say. You looked down blushing hard. You couldn’t believe someone like him likes you! You looked away and feeling your heartbeat rate faster. You move from your seat quickly for you to sit beside him. You can tell that he was nervous and wanting to hear what you wanted to say.

Y/n: I.. I don’t know what to say, Toshinori..*you looked down* I..*began to shake* I couldn’t believe that you like me too..

Toshinori: *blush*

Y/n: But...

Toshinori: B-but??*stares at you*

Y/n:*you look up at him*But why me?*you shake your head*I'm not that pretty-

Toshinori: Yes you are,y/n. I fall in love with you when I first saw you. You’re so good and friendly at everyone else. You care for others.

Y/n:*look at him with your eyes sparkle*

Toshinori: And you helped me,on that night. Remember this?*he took out something in his pocket and show you your handkerchief*

You stare at him then at your handkerchief that is in his hand. You remember so well on that night. You were walking on the street one night after you having dinner with your friends. From a distance you saw him, but you didn’t know his human form yet on that time. He was kneeling on the floor with his right hand covering his mouth, coughing. You saw some of the people walked past him, didn’t even helped him up or asked if he’s okay. You feel bad for him. You straight walked towards him and kneel in front of him helping him up. He looked up at you and said it’s okay and let him be there but you refused. You see that he has some blood at the corner of his mouth. You took out your handkerchief and hands it to him. He looked up and say thank you to you countless times and you smile telling him you just wanted to help. You helped him up and asked if you could help him get home safely and he said that his house is near the area. You nod and smile at him waving goodbye at him. You remember now. It was him.

Y/n: I-it was you..*you smile and quickly hugged him tight as he hug you back*

Toshinori: Yeah it was me..*smile* Thank you for helping me that night..

Y/n: *look up at him* No problem and I didn’t know it was you!*chuckle* I kinda forget about that tho..*giggle and cuddle to his chest*

Toshinori: *he look down at you blushing hard and hold you tight*

Y/n: I like you too, Toshi. *look up at him* I can call you that right?*smile*

Toshinori: *smile* Of course..

You pull back and stare at his beautiful blue eyes. You didn’t give him any warning and straight kiss him softly. He was shaking when you do that but he then put his hand on your waist and kiss you back softly. You pull back slowly and smile at him. He smiles at you back with his blushing cheeks. You hugged him and you hear him whisper,

Thank you...

#toshinori yagi x reader #all might #toshinori yagi x you #my hero academia #boku no hero imagines #mha #bnha imagines #mha fluff #artist

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raysofcrosby · 5 years

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LITTLE DO YOU KNOW PT. 4

“𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘖𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺.” ━ 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬, 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧

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warnings: mentions of alcohol and swearing.

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authors note: okay yay we’re finally at part four and the friendship is getting a lil bit less...friendly and more romantic ;) any-who, if you need a visual for the outfit y/n and kennedy wore in this, here it is [but just imagine it’s in two pieces instead of one big one ok yay]. anyway, um here’s parts one, two and three. so ya enjoy and i’d love to hear your theories, your likes/dislikes, anything, so don’t be afraid to pop on over to the ask box! ok byeee :)

The best thing about the boys only having one game during the week, was the free-time they had to hang around and relax. Katie, your brother's longtime girlfriend had flown in for the week to pay him a visit before she had to go back to work in L.A. Tyler, being the ever social person he is, decided to invite the team over to his house every day for pool parties and other stuff, just so everyone could relax and mingle amongst one another. Kennedy and Big Rig were getting closer, seeing as he was over at your dorm every day and you were getting a lot closer to Tyler as well.

The night he invited you over to help you study was the most fun you'd had in a long time. Tyler not only stuck to his word and let you cuddle with the dogs while he quizzed you using your flashcards, but he also tried (and miserably failed) to make the two of you milkshakes, which resulted in a messy kitchen and uber eats delivering you two milkshakes at 3 A.M. In the minutes before you were set to go to sleep in the guest bedroom, you had managed to convince him to record a Hallmark Christmas movie, and he promised that he wouldn't watch it without you.

Which is how you ended up back on his couch with him and the dogs the next night and every night for the last week just watching and recording more and more Christmas movies. Tyler and Big Rig invited both you and Kennedy out to the bars with them and the boys, and for once you actually accepted the invitation. The third time you and Kennedy had joined them at a bar, Jamie wasn't nervous about approaching you with the question as to why you were coming out with them all of a sudden when you hadn't dared to in the past. It was awkward, trying to come up with an answer on the spot, especially since Katie had asked you the same thing earlier in the night. But Tyler swooped in to save the day with a beer for him and Jamie and saying that Kennedy had dragged you along since Big Rig invited her– and Jamie ate it word for word.

That was your cover-up all week when you showed up at the same bar they did– that you were here for Kennedy and it was all Tyler's doing. It was a tricky thing to play it off around Jamie that you were here for Kennedy's sake and not just to see Tyler. Though there were those gap moments when you and Tyler were able to separate yourselves and talk. That's what it was at first, just talking. He'd offer to get you a drink, you'd accept it and then you'd mingle with each other and the rest of the boys who decided to come out– talking about anything and everything.

But that Thursday night was when everything changed. You were all at Bottled Blonde, Tyler's pick of bar that night, and had wandered off to the bar to get yourself a drink after dancing your ass off with Kennedy and Katie. Distracted by texting Kennedy that you'd be right back, you didn't notice someone was beside you until their arm was resting along your lower back and gripping your hip. When you looked to your left, expecting to see one of your friends or a Stars player, you were met with an unfamiliar, and clearly drunken, stranger. You tried to move out of their grip, only to be pulled back in as he was persistent with getting your phone number while complimenting your dancing on the floor.

You weren't the least bit panicked until the words 'I have a boyfriend' seemed to not affect the man. And when you found yourself suddenly freed from the man's grasp and pulled into someone else's side, your heart continued to race– because it was Tyler who had pulled you away. 'Back the fuck off, she's taken' was all it took for the guy to stumble away. You didn't know if it was because it was Tyler Seguin saying it or the fact that his tone had dropped into a demanding one that sent chills down your spine...and maybe even turned you on a little bit.

When the bartender handed you your drink, Tyler told him to add it onto his tab, grabbed your hand, led you away through the dance floor and over to a tucked-away space where the music was mumbled. He had you cornered, looking you over before letting out a relieved breathe before asking if you were okay. You didn't know what to say. That you were freaked out because some guy came onto you at the bar? Or that you wanted to do nothing more than pull Tyler against you and kiss the hell out of him?

Instead, you just nodded and he led you back out to your guys' group, never letting go of your hand. For the remainder of the night, you stuck close to your group and Tyler stuck close to you. For anyone watching, it looked as if you were just hanging out with friends and laughing. But secretly, Tyler was always touching you. Sitting at a booth? His hand was on your thigh underneath the table. In the big crowd? He was cradling your lower back. Standing up? The two of you were standing thigh to thigh.

It was comforting, it was safe, it was hot...and it wasn't as secretive as you thought it was. Because the next morning before her class, Kennedy asked you the one question you'd been asking yourself over the last few weeks.

'What's going on between you and Tyler?'

And tonight, a cool, Saturday night was no different. Instead of getting ready to go out with the boys– you, Kennedy and Big Rig were getting ready to go out to Cole's fraternities big annual off-campus 'ABC' party. Tyler had extended an invitation for you guys to join them, they were only going out for a little bit since they had to leave for Winnipeg the next morning– but you had already told Cole a while back that you'd go to the ‘ABC’ party. Besides, you and Kennedy had put in some work on your Jack Daniels' boxes to make them outfit material, and that wasn't going to waste. Big Rig was surprisingly comfortable in his box and almost asked for you guys to make it as short as yours– but according to him, he'd need a shit ton of shots to follow thru with that idea.

"Okay so I know I've already asked you this before–"

You groaned, turning away from your makeshift vanity and looking at her. "If it's what I think you're about to ask, then try like a hundred times...since yesterday!"

"Don't be so dramatic, it's been like ten."

"Fifteen."

"Actually, it's probably closer to–" Big Rig went to chime in, but Kennedy raised an eyebrow at him and he raised his hands in defense. "Ten sounds about right."

"Anyway, as I was saying," she stopped tying the shoulder strap of her box and turned to you. "What's going on with you and Tyler? I mean, you've been over at his place almost every night since last week, sometimes spending the night there. Plus he was all touchy and staring at you with lovey-dovey eyes all night, Thursday."

You turned away from her, returning back to double-checking your make-up. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh please, are you and Segs hooking up or what?"

"Jamie!" Kennedy blurted out, tossing a nearby shirt at him. "You can't just blurt it out."

"What? It's not like we're all not thinking it!"

You put down your mascara and turned to him. "What do you mean by 'all'?"

He shrugged his shoulders, kicking his box to the side as he lounged on Kennedy's bed in his compression shorts. "I mean you've got Kennedy and me. But then some of the guys have kind of noticed how you two have been...I don't know," He plucked at her comforter, looking away from you. "Getting closer, I guess."

You feel a sense of panic wash over you as your brain starts to list off the possible names who noticed you and Tyler. Which ones have been around you two when those little moments happen? "Does Jamie suspect anything?"

Big Rig shook his head. "Nope, he's oblivious as hell. It's just the young ones– Miro, Klinger, Hintz. Why? Are you admitting that something is going on between you two?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

You flipped him off and stood up from your chair, walking to your bed. "No, I have a boyfriend, remember? Cole?"

"Yeah, a boyfriend who you haven't talked to since the Halloween party– TWO weeks ago."

You wanted to argue against her, but you knew she was right. You and Cole haven't texted, called or spoken to one another since Tyler's Halloween party– at this point, you weren't even 100% sure you were still dating. You looked over at Big Rig and stuck out your bottom lip, asking for help.

"Oh no," he laughed, shaking his head and holding his hands up in defense. "I'm not stepping in the middle of this."

"Ugh, you suck," you replied, tossing a pillow from your bed over at him. "Anyway, nothing is going on between Tyler and me, and there probably never will be."

"Do you want there to be? Cause the boys might be oblivious to looks, but I see how you've been looking at him all this week when we're out. You do that giggle and you constantly touch your hair and roll your eyes at his stupid jokes," Kennedy walked over to her bed and plugged her phone in to charge. "They're all classic Y/N likes someone, signals."

You were speechless because she was right and you knew it. You liked the way Tyler was around and with you, and part of you wanted him to know it but is too nervous to admit it. You cleared your voice, putting your make-up away. "It doesn't matter if I do. I'm his best friends little sister for God's sake, could you get more cliché than that?"

"I mean, have you met Tyler?" Big Rig added in, no humor in his voice. "Not to be a total downer here, but he isn't picky when it comes to his girls...and I don't think Chubbs being your brother would stop him from going after you. At least, if he likes you it wouldn't."

Ouch. You knew Big Rig was right. Tyler's reputation and resume of hookups didn't paint him as someone who had a type or cared what the girl looked like– he just went for it and that was it. But damn, hearing that if he really liked you, he'd have made a move by know and knowing that he hasn't done anything... gut-punched you.

Kennedy smacked his stomach and shot him a look. "Don't say that!" She looked back at you with a hopeful smile. "Listen Y/N, what he said, maybe true, but you're also not just any other girl in a bar downtown who just wants to be able to say they slept with a professional hockey player."

"Yeah, because instead, I'm Jamie Benn's kid sister," you mumbled, turning towards your bed.

Kennedy turned you around and kept her hands on your shoulders, looking at you. "No, it's because you're his friend. You see him every day, you watch his dogs...he cares for you."

"Oh great, so now I'm in the friend-zone!"

She rolled her eyes and reached over for the bedside table and grabbed your beer, handing it to you. "I've seen the way he looks at you and I highly doubt you're anywhere near the friend-zone. I just think he's probably trying to figure out how to make a move."

"Well if he could do that sooner rather than later, that'd be great," you said, taking a long sip of your near-empty PBR. No sooner than the words left your mouth, did you realize what you just admitted? Your eyes immediately looked towards Kennedy and Big Rig to see them both smiling. "Don't you–"

"I knew it," Big Rig cheered, hopping off of Kennedy's bed and pointing at you. "Ha! I knew it! Klinger owes me 10 bucks."

You groaned as your phone beeped and you walked back over to your desk, picking it up. You chugged the rest of your PBR and turned towards the duo. "Stop being assholes and come on, our Uber is here."

"Whatever you say," Big Rig replied, brushing by you and walking to your door, turning around and winking. "Mrs. Seguin."

"JAMIE OLEKSIAK I SWEAR TO GOD!" You yelled out, only for him to already be completely out of your door. "I'm going to kill him. Have your fun tonight Ken, because he's a dead man."

"Please don't kill him Y/N, he's the best hook-up I've had in a long, long time," she joked, nudging you out the door. "Plus, he's not exactly wrong. Seguin is a good look for you."

You rolled your eyes and stormed ahead of her and down the hall to where Big Rig was holding open your complex door. Your costume prevented you from crossing your arms and fully bringing on the attitude, so you had to settle with your best resting bitch face to act as a mask so they wouldn't be able to tell just how much you actually liked the idea of Tyler being yours.

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Beta Upsilon Chi's off-campus 'ABC' party, was arguably one of the biggest parties of the semester. It was thrown in a warehouse owned by a former member and has been a big tradition for the last ten years. A lot of shit happens at these parties, stuff that you thought only existed in unrealistic movies– but your freshman year you were surprised when you and Kennedy walked into one of the rented bathroom trailers to see a group of kids doing a line of cocaine. Another year, the entire men's swimming team decided to initiate their freshmen by making them do a naked lap around the warehouse and a spotlight following them around.

You had to give it to the fraternity though, while some wild ass shit always went down, nothing tragic ever happened, they always made sure people got home safe and it was always a damn good party. It was wild from the moment you guys stepped into the warehouse, both the literal party and the groups of people who would come up to the three of you and talk to Big Rig. After the ninth or tenth group stopped the three of you, you had found Cole talking to his roommate, Tristan. It was an awkward greeting since the two of you haven't spoken in weeks, but no sooner than he kissed you and Tristan offered you a few shots– all went back to normal. Cole managed to leave his fraternity duties behind for a good while so he could dance with you, Kennedy and Big Rig– all while managing to refrain from even looking at Kennedy, most likely due to what happened at the last party.

But the dancing didn't last long before Cole had to go back to doing his rounds as one of the Frat members and you were left third-wheeling with Big Rig and Kennedy. As the night went on, you realized that for the first time in a long time, you and Cole were getting along pretty well– when he came to find you in the crowd. The two of you were laughing, he was getting along with Kennedy (when she didn't secretly give him a stink eye) and it reminded you of the early stages of your relationship. Either it was real or it was all of the shots you took, blurring fantasy and reality together, you didn't know, but also...you didn't care.

Sometime during the night, Big Rig took Kennedy back to the dorm because she wasn't feeling too hot and he had to be up the next morning to fly to Winnipeg with the team. He offered to take you home too, but you were still wanting to dance and told him Cole had said he'd take you home later in the night. And that's how you ended up at the party alone, being fed shots by Cole's fraternity brothers whenever you walked by the table in search of your boyfriend...which totaled to be a lot of shots. Stumbling your way through the crowd wasn't too hard, seeing as you were amongst people who were much drunker than you and dancing wildly. When you got to the middle of the floor, you saw Cole through a group of people talking and waved your arm in the air to get his attention.

When the group broke and your line of vision cleared, your stomach dropped into your shoes. Cole had a girl pressed against him, his hands wandering along her body as he had his face pressed into her neck; whispering into her ear or kissing her skin, you couldn't tell– but she was smiling. Before you could even manage a logical thought, your feet were carrying you over to the two of them, stopping right beside them. You reached out and shoved Cole's shoulder, instantly gaining both of their attentions. "What the fuck, Cole?"

You expected his eyes to go wide in fear at the fact that he was caught in the act. That there would be a hint of regret hidden on his face or in his body language when you confronted him, but there was none. And at that very moment, you didn't know what hurt worst. The fact that he didn't seem to care you had caught him or that strangely...you weren't surprised.

"Hey, you're Y/N, right?" The girl asked, looking between you and Cole. "The ex-girlfriend?"

"EX- girlfriend?" You asked, looking at Cole. "Who are you?"

"I'm Paisley..." She looked up at Cole, linking her arm in his before looking back at you with sympathy. "His girlfriend of, what's it been, Cole?" She smiled up at Cole once again, "three months?"

Your eyes were about to pop out of your head the moment your mind registered her words. It was like you had completely zoned out, the only thing you could hear was the muffled music mixed with your heartbeat. Your mind was running a million miles a minute, throwing out questions that your mouth couldn't even speak.

"Also, don't worry about the dress stain. I took it to my dad's cleaners and they got it out like it was nothing. I never figured Dallas Stars team parties got so wild."

And that was the nail in the coffin. The dress Cole had brought for you to wear to Tyler's Halloween party– the one he said belonged to Pat's girlfriend, actually belonged to the girl he had been cheating on you with for three months. You tried to push down the nauseous feeling as the questions kept creeping back into your mind. Was he sleeping with the both of you? How did he hide this? Was it your fault?

Then the tears started to build. Partially because he was cheating on you and from the alcohol, but mainly because you couldn't believe you had been so stupid. And then the laughter soon followed, because here you were, still with your shitty boyfriend that:

A) None of your friends or family liked.

B) Managed to get an entire NHL roster team to hate him

and C) Was so shitty to you, that even the most prolific womanizer in Dallas could see it and thought it was wrong.

You looked at Paisley and smiled. "I don't know what he told you, but we're very much still together," you turned to Cole, the anger suddenly needing to take over. "And you're such a piece of shit that I honestly don't even know why I'm surprised."

"Y/N, you're making a scene–"

"What do you mean you're still together?" Paisley turned to Cole, a confused look on her face. "You told me that you broke up with her before the semester started!"

"Nope, we're still together! Though Paisley, a bit of a warning for you? He's a misogynistic asshole who's total shit in bed, will belittle every little thing that you do and–"

Cole stepped towards you, looking around at the few people who were starting to notice that your argument was even taking place. "Y/N, enough!" He growled, putting on a smile and nodding before looking down at you. "Let's go and talk somewhere. You're drunk and upset and not making any–"

"No!" You yelled, stumbling back from him and poking him in the chest with your finger. "Fuck you, Cole! I have a right to be angry! I turned down hanging out with people who genuinely like me to come to your party because you whined about me missing the last one and it turns out you've been cheating on me for months!"

He laughed, rolling his eyes. "People, who genuinely like you? Who are you talking about? Seguin and the rest of your brother's pathetic team? Newsflash, Y/N," he stepped towards you with anger in his eyes. "You're just a young, hot piece of ass to him and that's all you'll ever be. Just another girl trying to fuck a Hockey player." He smiled and looked off to the crowd before looking back at you. "Huh, I guess that replacement Halloween costume...wasn't a costume after all then, was it?"

You could feel the tears come back as you bit the inside of your cheek to keep them from falling. That was a sore spot that he just did a boxing combo on and you just wanted to turn around and run. But you were tired of letting him treat you like this, so even though your legs were shaking, you kept your shoulders back and blinked back the tears. "Go to hell Cole," you spat, throwing whatever was left in your cup onto his costume and spinning on your heels to walk away.

"What the fuck, Y/N?" He yelled, seconds before he reached out and clutched onto your forearm, trying to stop you from leaving with all of his strength.

You whipped around, swinging your free hand back and up, your knuckles making solid contact with his eye and cheekbone. He immediately let go of your hand and went to touch his face as more people looked on. Your heart was racing as you took in what just happened and yet sympathy for him was nowhere to be found. "In case that wasn't obvious, Cole...we're done." You looked up at Paisley, who was standing in the same spot, frozen. "Sorry about the dress."

Before either of them could reply, you stormed off through the crowd, not caring who you bumped into as you tried to distance yourself as far from them as possible. You ended up by the bar in search of the cooler that held some free water in it. "Hey, want a shot?"

You turned to see someone you didn't recognize but looked a little too old to be a college student. This wasn't surprising because there's always been a problem with non-SMU students sneaking into the party with invites from current students. "Uh, no thanks."

"Come on, just one shot! It won't hurt you and look, you can even watch me pour it in case you think I'm going to drug you or something." He laughed, brushing off the seriousness of it all and opened his flask, pouring out two shots and sliding one over to you.

"I said no."

"Hey, Hey!" He grabbed onto your hand as glared at you as you went to turn away. "I'm offering you a fucking drink, you don't have to be such a bitch about it!"

You snatched your hand away from him and stumbled back into the crowd, not even caring if the tears you'd worked so hard on holding back were starting to fall. You took your phone out of your spandex beneath the bottom portion of your box and unlocked it, scrolling through your messages as you continued to stumble through the crowd. You clicked on a contact, calling the number as you reached the entrance of the warehouse. It only rang once before they picked up, but you didn't even bother to give them a chance to speak.

"P-please come get me," you struggled to take a deep breath as you pushed your way through the crowded entrance and out into the night air. "Kennedy and Big Rig left, I p-punched Cole, some creepy guy tried to give me a drink and I-I don't have a ride home. I'll share my location, just...please."

"Stay right here, I'm on my way."

You hung up the phone and broke down alongside the warehouse building.

The chill wind was just starting to pick up when you felt a presence in front of you. "Y/N?"

You looked up from your arms to see Tyler squatting down in front of you in a sweatshirt and shorts. "You came?"

"Of course I did." He looked at you as if you had two heads before holding out both of his hands. "Now come on, let's get you home."

You grabbed onto his hands and he helped you up, looking at you and turning you side to side to make sure you were okay. "I-I'm fine," you sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. "I just look like a drowned rat."

Tyler just laughed and pulled you into his side, wrapping an arm around your waist. "No, you don't, Y/N. Let's just go home, okay?"

You nodded and snuggled more into his side, relaxing against him as he led you away from the warehouse. "Tyler! Hey Tyler Seguin, what's up man?" A drunk partygoer yelled out, waving at Tyler. "Go Stars!"

"Not much man, thanks for the support!" Tyler replied, pulling you further into him, staying tense and on alert as he led you to his car. When you reached his car, you noticed that he was parked pretty much on the curb in his fancy-ass Mercedes. He opened the passenger door and looked. "Do you need help getting in?"

You scoffed, tossing your hair over your shoulder and acting as if you weren't totally shitfaced and had been crying for the last fifteen minutes. "I am an i-independent and newly single woman, Tyler. I c-can do it."

You took a step up onto the sidestep and reached out for the 'oh shit' handle, grabbing air and almost falling forward. Tyler grabbed onto your hips and helped you steady yourself. When you looked back at him in embarrassment, he just shook his head and tried to hide his smile. "I won't say anything, now get in the car."

With a little push, you were seated in his leather passenger seat and looking around the car. He stepped up and grabbed your seatbelt. "I'm going to buckle you in, okay?"

You just nodded and watched as he reached across you, balancing himself by only holding onto the 'oh shit' handle and standing on the side step with one foot. He was so close to you that you could smell his cologne radiating off of his body and man, it smelled good. Your eyes took in his mess of curls he called his hair and for a split second, you wanted to reach out and run your fingers through it. When you heard the buckle click, he stopped right in front of you and smiled. "All buckled in."

'I could just lean in and plant one on him', you thought. Just grab onto his face and kiss the hell out of him. What's stopping you? Not Cole, that's for damn sure. Now that you were a single woman, you could indulge in your feelings and finally go after Tyler...assuming he'd even be okay with that.

Tyler reassuringly squeezed your thigh and got out of the car, closing the door and making his way to the driver's side. It was only a few seconds before he was in the driver's seat, starting his car and turning on your seat warmers. When he turned the radio station from Hip-Hop to Country, he smiled at you. "I know you like country music, so just listen to this and we'll be home before you know it."

You nodded as he started to drive away from the party and zoned in on the song.

"You brushed away your blonde hair And you kissed me out of nowhere, I can still show you the spot where everything went down. Oh, I told you I was gonna marry you, you probably didn't think that it was true"

The moment your brain registered what song was playing, the waterworks just exploded and you burst into tears. Tyler looked over at you with a panicked look on his face before slamming on the brakes at a stop sign. "What? What is it what's wrong?"

"The s-s-song," you pointed to the radio and wiped your cheeks. "Th-that was our song. He said it was our s-song when we first started dating b-because we met on October 14th."

You felt stupid, bawling like a baby into your hands in Tyler's car over a song that an asshole of a boy dedicated to you years prior. It wasn't the fact that the song was the issue, but how you remembered how nice your relationship was at the beginning of it all.

"Okay, okay we can fix this," Tyler cleared his throat and kept changing the station channels until settling on another country station that had a song just ending. "How about this, hey...look at me, please?"

You sniffled and picked your head out of your hands to look at him. His eyes took in your tear-stained cheeks and immediately he covered his hand with his sweatshirt and patted the tears away. "S-Sorry that I'm such a mess."

"Don't apologize for what that asshole did Y/N, ever." He brought his hand back and nodded at the station. "I've got an idea, hear me out?" You nodded and he pointed at the radio.

"The next song that comes on, that'll be our song, okay? Not you and douchebag, you and me. Does that sound good?" Nodding again, he smiled and held his hand out across the center console towards you.

You looked at it and smiled, reaching out and holding onto it for what felt like dear life. He intertwined your fingers with his and held up your hands, looking at you. "You've got me on your side, okay? If you need to cry, vent or just yell, go ahead and do it...I won't judge."

"Thank you, Tyler." You sniffled, squeezing his hand.

He just smiled and let your hands relax back onto the center console, where he didn't release his from yours. As the long list of commercials came to an end, Tyler squeezed your hand again before turning down the street. You rested your head back against the headrest and looked out the window as the radio DJ kept talking about the CMA awards. You weren't listening much, only trying to focus in on what song would play next- the song that would belong to you and Tyler.

"I'll never settle down, that's what I always thought. Yeah, I was that kind of man, just ask anyone. I don't dance, but here I am, spinning you around and around in circles. It ain't my style, but I don't care, I'd do anything with you anywhere. Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand, 'Cause, I don't dance."

You tried your best to sneak a peek of Tyler from the corner of your eye to see if he reacted to the song, but before you could even get one, he let go of your hand and changed the song. "Next station!"

"What? Why!"

"This song is better," He turned the volume up and went back to staring at the road.

"If he don't love you anymore, just walk your fine ass out the door. I do my hair toss, check my nails– baby how you feelin'? Feeling good as hell"

He looked at you quickly, soon frowning. "What? You don't like this song?"

"No, I love this song and Queen Lizzo," you sighed, slumping into the seat. "It's just... that was gonna be our new song, remember?"

"Oh," he cleared his throat and turned it back to the country station. "I just figured since it was like a...romantic song that uh, I'd change it."

You shrugged your shoulders and turned your attention back to the window, continuing to jam out to Lizzo. You had the urge to cry but bit the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from doing so. Tyler changed the song because it was a romantic one, he hadn't bothered to grab your hand again– maybe you were thinking too much into things and your friendship with him. Otherwise, he probably would've been okay with the song...right?

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Tyler had his arm around you still as he helped you up the steps and to the door. The longer you had sat down in his car, the more the alcohol had hit you and the moment you went to get out of his car, he practically had to catch you or you would've hit his garage floor face first. "I'm such an i-idiot. My brothers were right," you slurred as Tyler held you up and against him, throwing your arm over his shoulders. "Cole is a fucking dickface and I wish I could k-kick him in the balls."

"I'm sure we'd all love to do that, Y/N." He laughed, unlocking the door and pushing it open with his foot. "Now there's a step, so be–"

You walked ahead of him, wanting to get into the house and completely tripping over the step he was telling you about. “careful...”

You landed on your hands and knees as his tile floors felt cool against your skin. Crying wouldn't have helped any, so all you could do was laugh. You crawled ahead and out of his way as the familiar sound of paws echoed down the hall. "PUPPERS!!!"

In seconds, the three blobs of fur sprinted around the corner and tackled into you, knocking you onto your but and inadvertently breaking your DIY costume bottoms. "No! Bad boys, go back!" Tyler said, closing the door and snapping his fingers.

The dogs didn't listen as they continued to crawl all over you and licking you. "Be nice to my puppers Tyler," you said, reaching forward and rubbing Cash behind an ear as your other hand was rubbing Marshall's butt. "Because dogs are so cute and lovable and they don't screw other girls behind your back."

Like he knew that you needed it, Gerry reached up and started licking your face. You could feel yourself start to forget all about Cole and Paisley as the three Seguin boys showered you with their love and attention. Standing over you, you saw Tyler laugh and shake his head as he had his hands on his hips. "Don't worry, you guys are the best, goodest boys in the world and your daddy is just jealous that you love me more than him."

"Alright that's enough you needy dogs," Tyler shooed them off and ignored your pout as he held onto your hands and stood you up off of the floor. "You lost your pants." He said, bending down and picking up the Jack Daniel's box. "Need these?"

"Throw them away, I don't care." You replied, moving ahead and walking towards his living room as best as you could.

"Oh no you don't," He ran up behind you and turned you around, his hands on your waist. "Come on, please don't make me toss you over my shoulders."

You gasped, a smile breaking out on your face. "Like a fireman? Oh, could you? That'd be so cool."

Tyler just sighed and directed you towards the stairs and pushing you lightly up them, keeping a hand on your lower back in case you were to fall. You only fell back into him a few times before reaching the top of the stairs and when you did, Tyler grabbed your hand and led you to his room.

A crazy sense of Deja vu washed over you as you knew the situation was all too familiar. You in a...broken costume of sorts, drunk and Tyler taking you to his room. He walked you over to the bed and sat you down, pointing at you. "Stay right here, okay?"

You brought your hand up to your forehead, saluting him and almost knocking yourself over. "Yes, sir!"

He just laughed as you fell back onto his bed, staring up at his ceiling. "Don't fall asleep on me, Y/N!"

"Technically," you raised a finger into the air. "I'm not sleeping on you, I'm sleeping on your bed...which is so comfortable. I think I'm going to steal it for my dorm."

You heard him walk by you again as he tossed something onto the bed beside you. "I'd love to watch you try, Y/N. Now come on, stand up for me."

He tapped your bare thigh and you felt your nerves send a shock throughout your entire body. "Did you just shock me?!"

"What? No!" He replied, reaching out to you and pulling you up by your hand. He made sure you wouldn't fall back down as he reached beside you and picked up a shirt. "You can go ahead and put these on so you don't have to sleep in...whatever that is."

"It's called art, Tyler," you scoffed, sliding the straps of your box top off of you and letting it drop onto the floor as you took the clothes from him. "And I'll have you know, I worked the hell out of it!"

You reached down to take off your bandeau and Tyler immediately spun around. "What are you doing?! Just put on the shirt! You don't need to," he waved a hand around in your direction. "Do that!"

"I never sleep with a bra on, Tyler. Besides, it's a bandeau and it'll just slip off when I roll over," You took it off and tossed it onto the floor, sighing. "I bet you he cheated on me because of my boobs, do guys do that?"

You could hear Tyler choke on his breath as he kept his back to you, looking up at his ceiling. "I mean, I think my boobs are great and they're real! I bet you Alpha Gamma Psi Paisley the bottled blonde's boobs are fake!" You looked down at your chest before looking back at Tyler. "Mine are real! I grew them myself, I mean...aren't my boobs great? Actually, Paisley was really nice...now I feel mean.”

Tyler brought a hand to his face shaking his head. "I'd prefer not to answer that question, please."

"I demand you to look at my boobs Tyler!" You glared at him, the alcohol taking over you completely. "How else can you judge them fairly?"

"I'm not going to look at your boobs, Y/N..."

You groaned and plopped down onto his bed. "Tyler Seguin, you look at my boobs right now or I'm telling my brother."

"Well, that's exactly why I can't look at your boobs."

It all seemed so ridiculous, the fact that you were getting so upset because he wouldn't look at your chest. You were 100% positive that he's looked at other girls' chests without protest, but yet here he was with his back to you still, being stubborn and refusing to look. The thought of him not returning even a slight bit of feelings, combined with the alcohol and everything that happened tonight- was enough to make you start crying again.

"I bet you he cheated on me because my boobs are ugly or something," you wiped your cheeks as more tears fell. "Am I that undesirable of a girlfriend to where he had to go out and find a-another girl?"

You could see Tyler's shoulders relax before slumping over as he let out a deep breath. He turned his head slightly, looking you in the eye before letting his eyes travel down for only a second before he turned right back around, just as fast. "Your boobs are great, Y/N. Now can you please get dressed?"

"That wasn't even a full look, but I guess you're just really nice," you sighed, pushing yourself up. "Nothing like the manwhore everyone says you are–oh!"

You tripped over the Jack Daniel's box that was still around your feet and Tyler turned around quickly to keep you from falling. When he looked down at you, his eyes went wide before he looked away towards his closet and helped you up. "Just, use me for balance and get dressed."

You picked up the shirt and put it on you, resting a hand on Tyler's shoulder whenever you felt like you were going to fall over. When you sat back down onto the bed, Tyler picked up your bandeau and folded it, placing it onto the dresser. He turned back around with a pink pack of facial wipes in his hand and squatted down to your level as he pulled done out and started to wipe off your make-up.

"Is this okay? It's not too hard, right"

"Why do you have these? From your last club conquest?" You asked, not afraid to hide the jealousy and sarcasm in your voice.

Tyler blushed as he nodded at you to close an eye so he could get the mascara off of your eyes. "Candace uses them and I love the way they smell, so I bought them for myself." He grabbed a new wipe and moved to the other eye, "plus they keep my beautiful face clean."

You laughed as he finished up and pulled back the covers of his bed and patted the empty space, "welcome to your bed."

You smiled and crawled towards the empty space, digging your legs beneath the covers. "With the dogs?"

Tyler just laughed and rested his hands on his hips as he whistled. It was only a few moments before the three dogs you babysat often, were jumping onto the bed and each picking their place beside you for the night. "You three better behave yourself and let her sleep," he said, looking at each dog individually. "And no funny business, I'm looking at you, Gerry. That means no shitting on my floor."

He turned back to you and grabbed onto the covers, pulling them up as high as the dogs' weight on the blankets would allow. He picked up the facial wipes and walked into the bathroom, tossing them away before going to leave the bedroom altogether.

"And you?" You asked, propped up against his pillows and petting Cash who had claimed the spot right beside you.

Tyler stopped and turned around, looking as if he was contemplating whether or not he would join you in his bed. He rubbed the side of his beard and shook his head. "Not yet, I've got just some to do really quick."

You tried your best not to allow your disappointment to show but ultimately failed, "Oh. Later then?"

"Maybe, later." He headed towards the door and stopped to look at you again.

"Thank you for coming to get me again, you're the best I don't deserve you." You yawned and rolled over onto your side, snuggling down into his bed and against Cash. "Goodnight Ty."

It felt as if the moment your head relaxed into his pillow that your body and brain just slipped into a fast sleep. No sooner than you closed your eyes, you heard him turn off the light and then start to walk...except the steps were coming closer to you. You felt him tug onto the blankets a little more, making sure that your upper body was covered, feeling his hand rest on your shoulder.

"Goodnight, Y/N," he whispered, removing his hand from your shoulder softly. You thought that maybe he was leaving the room, but as soon as you felt his lips and the scruff of his beard against your cheeks– your heart stopped. "And no...I don't deserve you."

You stayed still as you listened for his footsteps leave the room and the sound of the door closing. You opened your eyes, bringing your hand against your cheek, swearing up and down that you could still feel his lips against them. You smiled and snuggled more into Cash, petting his head as he sighed. "Holy shit Cash, he just kissed me...does this mean he might like me? Oh God, what if I'm just overthinking this? Do you think I'm overthinking this?"

Cash lifted his head slightly and licked at your face before plopping his head back down onto the comforter and letting out a long breath. You sighed and kissed his head, "okay yeah, you're right, let's just go to bed."

As you closed your eyes again and cuddled with the Seguin boys, your heart was thumping against your chest as your brain thought about the one Seguin that you couldn't help but wish was lying here with you– Tyler.

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