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neh2351983 · 3 months ago

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=Retail Therapy by Proxy=

Kevin & Thea, 970w // shopping by proxy and the stress of moving into a new city. Intended to be the start of a WIP for a different pairing, but can be read as a standalone and with KevThea implications if preferred!

“MAC, it’s a MAC lipstick, Kevin. Are you sure it’s the MAC one?”

Kevin would sigh, but with his phone tucked between his ear and shoulder so tightly, he’s not sure he wants to hear how Thea might react to that. Instead, he rolls his eyes and prays it’s not too telling that he did when he mutters back.

“Yes, yes, MAC, it’s MAC.” If he hears that name one more time he might keel over and die. “I’m looking at it right now, why would I lie about this?”

“Oh, good question. Why would Kevin Day lie about something? Let’s remind the audience how clean his track record is.”

Oops. He walked into that one. Rewind, placate. “O, right? The name of the lipstick? It says it right here, Thea. I promise my reading comprehension is good enough to comprehend a single letter. I set the curve for my Rise and Fall of the Ottoman Empire midterm exam back in—”

“Your junior year of college, yes, I know, we know, the world knows, my mother knows.”

Kevin straightens up in pride. “Does she actually?”

“I don’t talk to her about you.”

She should. It was a hard class, and there were even two Turkish students sitting in for it. He’s about to mention that detail before his nostrils are attacked with some combination of cinnamon and alcohol from the giggling teenage girls trying out the perfumes behind him. Better wrap this up—he’s out of his element here, referring to past successes like some layabout pen pusher that peaked with his local highschool football career where he was benched for finals. Picking makeup out of a platform should be a quick, effortless task for him.

“Okay, it’s this one and what else, wait, argh.” He switches his phone into his other hand and reaches into his back pocket, taking out the crumpled list of products he had been given this morning. “Nars… Orgasm? Jesus, Thea. What the hell are these names? This is makeup?” Maybe he can’t do this.

“It’s a blush.”

With little effort, Kevin manages to catch the eyes of one of the workers, who blushes, possibly to the colour of Nars Orgasm, before making her way over. He simply points at the list and—his eyes drop to her name tag—Kiera wastes no time directing him towards a different stand with a different name and a thousand bottles of the exact same looking products as everything else in this building.

“Well, it sounds like a sex thing,” Kevin says to the phone. Kiera plops an unopened box into his waiting palm and he mouths a thank you, offering her a practiced smile as she nods sheepishly and scurries away.

“Yeah? And what would it consist of, orgasming?”

“I mean… yeah.”

“Oh, Kevin!” Thea’s at her limit, she can’t even find an insult to use, his name is enough. She huffs with desperate impatience. “If I knew you were going to be this helpless about it, I would have gone myself!”

“No! I’m doing it. I told you I wanted to do it, and I did.” It was as good of an excuse as any to familiarize himself with the area and get used to running errands in the city. Plus, an easy opportunity to pay Thea back for her help. One of the many instances, Kevin is sure. It’s the least he can do.

“Is there a reason you had to blow up my phone to do it, since you’re so capable and set curves and everything?”

It’s only slightly embarrassing. Kevin doesn’t let his shoulders shrink, but he lowers his voice a little.

“Sorry. Just wanted some company.” The other end of the line is quiet for a moment. “I’ll leave you to it then. Let me know when the second moving van arrives.”

Thea finally sighs. “You’re real high maintenance, you know that?”

“I know.”

“I’ll be here for the entire weekend. What are you freaking out about?”

“I’m not freaking out. I don’t know—are you sure you don’t want to stay in the apartment?”

“When I’ve already booked a hotel room with complimentary breakfast and a bed twice the size of your unmade couch? Let me think about it.”

“Point made.” He can’t even fault her; he’d choose the hotel even if his apartment was fully furnished. It’s a good fucking hotel, Kevin was very fussy when looking for one that would impress her. “Let’s go out for dinner tonight. On me.”

“Oh, you really are freaking out,” Thea says in a very serious tone. “Okay, why don’t you just come settle in first, Kevin? We can talk about dinner plans later. You don’t have toilet paper, by the way.”

“That’s not a no.”

“It’s not a no.” She’s smiling, at least. He can hear it in her voice. “Toilet paper.”

“Toilet paper,” Kevin says, and it works as a cue for an odd farewell before the line goes flat. He tucks his phone into his back pocket and heads for the checkout with a rejuvenated sense of enthusiasm for the day, mostly overtaking the dread that was still sitting like a rock in the pit of his stomach. He wasn’t sure when that settled. He wasn’t sure when it would go away. For now, all he can do is pretend it’s not there and greet the cashier with as much of his tailored propriety he can muster.

“Did anybody help you out today, Mr. Day?” She asks, chipper as a bird. That must be practiced, too. He never gave his name.

“Thea,” Kevin says, then blinks away his surprise. “Sorry, I meant… Kiera.”

“Ah, sweet girl.”

“Yeah, very.”

He doesn’t really know if he means it, but he smiles anyway, because he’s in a new city and it’s the nice thing to do.

#minor kevthea #Kevin day #thea muldani #drabble #all for the game #graduated timeline

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natk2002 · 1 year ago

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911 7x6 - Thought Dump

MADNEY WEDDING EPISODE LETS GOOOOOOOOO

I love Maddie's dress

"Didn't know you could bring a date to a bachelor's party"

Buck protecting the sliders haha

"Thanks we had a... time"

LOL THEM ALL TURNING UP

"We don't need a key, we're firefighters"

Carjacked on his wedding day... ouch

Ooh, FOUR DAYS AGOOOOOO

Oh... this is so touching

NOT THE REFERENCE TO STABBING TO DEATH

Oh damn that was CLOSE but did he not pick up his phone

Um... am I seeing this RIGHT??????????

Oh, I am seeing it right

Damn, okay, I was not expecting this??????

Um, so what actually is on with Chimney though? Has he... like... lost time?

Not DOUG again

Me at minute 5: confused Me at minute 16: still confused Me at minute 25: yeah no, wtf is going on

TWENTY YEARS OH MYYYYYY

Wait, even FURTHER back into the past... TWO WEEKS AGO?

OH, oh......

VIRAL ENCEPHALITIS oh...

If Hen says the other dude died...

Oh fuck, she did say it... oop... the other patient is dead and Chimney is STILL MISSING

so like, r we gonna get them married today or not?

Yeah no im still confuseddddd

so is this accident gonna bring Chimney back? like is he gonna remember?

so like, this is kinda deja vu for chim?

WHY TF IS HE SEEING DOUG THO

also, we still need to see him crawling on the floor, right? right? from the promo?

"He is who he is. That hasn't changed"

this is too much DOUGGGGGGGGGGG

not the rebar.............

no because like what

"You can't even remember her name" AHHHHHHHHHHHH

Is that him saving himself?

Ah no ITS HIS BROTHER

Well, hallucination, but still

"Just get... home"

So like, he walked HOMEEEEEEEE?

Not him asking where Kevin is

OH HE's IN HOSPITAL BLESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

"Do you... do you know who you are?"

OH THANK THE HEAVENS Chimney remembers.

"We always find out way back to each other somehow"

Oh r they gonna do a hospital wedding?

Hmm, so it is her father walking her down the 'aisle'

BOBBY OFFICIATINGGGGGGGGGGG

ATHENA LOOKING AT BOBBY AHHHHHHHHHHHH

but those bathena crumbs....

oh oh a bucktommy KISSSS

in the middle of the HOSPITAL!

OH OHHHHHHHHHHHHH

"Looks like you were... busy" CHIMNEY

Not Hen saying it was "about damn time" YES YES SHE STANS

Not them ending on "Why do they call me Chimney?" ARE WE EVER GONNA FIND OUTTTTTTTTTTTTT

NEXT EP WOAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

#natk's tv thought dump #911 on abc

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breserker · 2 years ago

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9 People You'd Like To Get To Know Better

tagged by @healen you're so fucking cute but goddamn you tagging almost everyone i could tag echo chamber friendships FUCK

Three ships:

tserith (tseng/aeris, ff7): like i stumbled into this as a joke in 2020 and then oops 350k words of fic later. because i love their dynamic so much whether you read it romantically or platonically. they're both in their own cages trapped by rules they either did not set or convinced themselves they set. there's a deep dark knowledge that both separates them and binds them. most of all, they trust each other to be who they are. and that. that gets me. especially when aeris is the only person on the planet that sees through tseng.

henry/eileen (silent hill 4): yeah i know! throwback if you've been with me since high school. idk i've been thinking about them a lot lately, now with a fully formed adult lens. i think i really like that under any other circumstances they would've never have become an item. it's sad in its way too, how bitterly their lives changed and how deeply bonded they are because of it that being with anyone else feels impossible. but it's not like they hate each other. they've just been thru so much and they're the only other person who understands.

scully/clarice (x files/silence of the lambs): yeah i wish i did more with them but i just like to plug it every now and then, it was fun to play with! it was fun to put lesbians in horror situations And Also Mulder Is There

First ever ship: oh probably ulumi (ulrich yumi, code lyoko). i was a shithead 12yo about it too but they're still close to my heart. fucked up 12/13/14yos that feel So Much and yet have so much homelife trouble that it makes those feelings even harder to deal with.

Last song: Jesus of Suburbia by Green Day, it's practically guiding my hand for the most of book 2 of Jackrabbit Brujo. It also made me cry while driving the other day.

Currently reading: lots of research for Jackrabbit Brujo! The most pertinent right now are:

American Brujeria by J Allen Cross

Autobiography of a Yaqui Poet by Refugio Savala

Fun fact, the person I contacted in Tucson for culture help happens to be Refugio Savala's grand-nephew, and a lot of the Yaqui research and books I've been perusing go back to Refugio as a starting point and often not even that far.

Currently watching: I'm really bad at TV shows but I loved the first ep of Kevin Can Fuck Himself and I hope to finish it one day!!

Currently consuming: Just finished up a bowl of spicy ramen with tamarind jarritos

Currently craving: more of that warmed up marionberry pie i had the other day that shit was so good

tagging: @phantastus @chaotic-history @semie78 @a-queenoffairys @noshtsherlock @furmodernist @whippoor-wont @tangerinabina-de-archanea do it or don't yadda yadda

#tag meme

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annakie · 2 months ago

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From Broken Bow to Calypso - Check-in #17 - TNG Season Three

Back AGAIN, so SOON? Yeah, well, I'm recovering from major surgery so I'm spending several hours a day just laying on the couch watching TV with my mom, so I'm watching SEVERAL episodes a day. And still am for the next little while.

This is putting me even more WAY ahead of my schedule. If I was keeping to two episodes a day I'd be watching ST5 & ST6 today. Maybe I WILL finish everything in a calendar year. :p

All Star Trek By Stardate Review Posts

Anyway, TNG S3 -- considered to be one of the best seasons in all of Trek, and there's a lot of greatness here. Some so-so, but nothing terrible. As a whole... yeah it's pretty great.

5/6/25 - 309 - Evolution

Wesley screws up and oops! creates an evolved life form which almost destroys Dr. Kelso's life's work. I'm glad to have Beverly back full time again, although TBH I loved Pulaski as well. this is where we find out Baseball is an antiquated entertainment form. Geordi and Worf get promotions in between seasons, that would have been nice to see. I think they did a good job integrating Beverly back into the show and seeing her struggle to bond with Wesley after being gone a year, and Wes gets some nice character growth out of the episode, too. But overall, the Dr. Kelso (okok Stubbs) plot felt a little thin, kind of bland for a season opener, but not the worst.

5/6/25 - 310 - The Survivors

This is one of those episodes that is like, every time I watch it I've forgotten what the twist was until the end. I guess it ends up not being that memorable for me? Anyway, the guest actors are both really good, John Anderson in particular. And it's an interesting conundrum, what DO you do about a genocidal All-Powerful Being who like, feels really bad about what he did? Maybe that's why the episode is not that memorable for me, lol.. all-powerful being episode. I don't really get why Troi was hearing the music box aside from Kevin just wanting to sideline her I guess? Poor Troi, that was pure torture.

5/6/25 - 311 - The Ensigns of Command

A good strong episode for Data, having to learn how to deal with people and he gets a little girlfriend (who is actually a very cool character I wouldn't have minded seeing again.) The Sheliak were kind of a cool design I think? But also now they kind of remind me of the Collectors in Mass Effect. The set for the town was nice, but it definitely didn't feel like a colony of 15,000 people. All the contract negotiation stuff turned into some pretty good internet memes. Overall, a decent episode but nothing extremely memorable. Well, S3 is taking a bit of time to get going, but nothing so far is bad.

5/6/25 - 312 - Who Watches the Watchers?

Here we go, finally one that's really good IMO. We got a big prime directive violation followed by several smaller and larger ones. An interesting problem. A society really screwed up by it. And hey, they do a "person who has never been to space gets beamed up to the ship and sees their planet from a space ship" trope, which you know I always love. A good resolution to this one, too. They do more interesting things with the "person from the ship becomes a god to the more primitive planet people" thing in The Orville, though, lol. Also, hey, it's our old friend Vasquez Rocks! Troi gets some good stuff to do in this one too, for once. Good ep.

5/6/25 - 313 - The Bonding

I really liked this episode, even though it's not one of the most memorable stories. Poor Jeremy Aster is going to need years of good counseling to get over the events he goes through here. But it gives Troi, Wes and Worf all such good moments, and Beverly and Picard get some, too. The scene with everyone in the living room, where Wes gets to tell Picard how he really feels about Jack's death, where Worf talks about being an orphan, all so well done for all of them. The episode does a great job tackling some really complicated emotions around death and grieving. Not at all surprised that it's Ronald D. Moore's first episode.

5/6/25 - 314 - Booby Trap

Look, the whole thing with the Enterprise being in trouble after checking out this ancient battleground / space ship was fine, a decent action-oriented Trek Plot. But the episode is completely ruined by Geordi's creepy relationship with Holo-Leah Brahams. No… just no. The entire thing is so cringey and knowing what will happen when actual Leah Brahms shows up makes it so much worse. Deanna, please step in here before it's too late. Memory Alpha says this is the first Trek episode to be directed by a woman and… okay at least that bit is cool. By far, my least favorite episode of the season. Again, not overall terrible but... Geordi, buddy, I love you, but... no.

5/6/25 - 315 - The Enemy

This one is goooood! Geordi gets a lot to do that ISN'T being creepy, instead, he has a lot of like, climbing, wallowing in the mud, science-y stuff, and making friends with Romulans to do. LeVar is very good here, he deserved THIS episode. On the ship, also, really interesting and good plot for Worf, declining to save another Romulan's life. A really good conundrum. I'm really glad Picard didn't order Worf to do it, especially as at that point it would have been moot. And I'm glad that Worf stuck to his guns, even if it wasn't the "compassionate" thing to do, it WAS the Klingon thing to do. Great tension with Tomalak flying in and all the complications of dealing with Romulans and the Neutral Zone, too. Really good ep from start to finish, IMO.

5/6/25 - 316 - The Price

This episode sure is a mixed bag. Ral is gross and creepy and I'm sorry Deanna but I don't understand what you saw in him aside from his beautiful blue eyes. Like, he's just an arrogant prick. I guess you have the part-human part-betazoid connection and all but… ugh. That whole thing in your office with him messing with your hair would have turned me off so quick. Troi gets a lot to do here but so much of it just feels… icky… because of what a sleezebag Ral is. Anyway, the negotiation for the Wormhole main plot is pretty good, some decent tension and gives Riker a lot to do. The scenes with Geordi and Data in the shuttle are fun, and TBH I kind of love that Voyager will get to use the two Ferengi who got stuck in the Delta Quadrant as the premise for an episode, too. It's a neat connection. Ral gets fucked over by his own dealings in the end, which is awesome, at least. Also this episode has the infamous Bev and Deanna do Exercise scene which is so rightly mocked in Lower Decks. And oh my GOD I'm so mad that it took reading Memory Alpha to put together that Nhan from Discovery is the same species (Barzan) as Bhavani here. Again, a middling ep just as it felt like S3 was really getting going.

5/7/25 - 317 - The Vengeance Factor

Episode is kinda meh overall but there's some good stuff here. Honestly Marouk is a good character, a good leader and she truly wants her people reunited. They could have made her totally into the stubborn old jerk lady but instead she was willing to compromise and wanted to do the right thing. And even the heavy metal faction leaders, in the end, wanted to come home and be one people again and I really liked that part of the plot. It was Yuta who couldn't let go of the past throwing a wrench into everything and in the end Riker had to straight disintegrate her. Brutal. So there was a good mystery here in a so-so plot.

5/7/25 - 318 - The Defector

Here we go with a truly great episode. Just a couple of really excellent guest actors, including the return of Tomalak. Jarok is absolutely amazing. The plot is tense and intriguing from the get-go. The relationship between Data and Jarok develops well here. Good use of Shakespeare in the intro and glimpses of it throughout. A couple of Klingon ships decloaking to help de-escalate the situation was a badass solution, only sad we didn't get to see Worf doing that negotiation which all happened in the background. The ending is about as sad as a Star Trek ending can be, as well. James Sloyan shows up as other characters a lot more from here on out, and it's great to see him every time.

5/7/25 - 319 - The Hunted

OK NGL, as I'm still very much recovering from surgery I did doze through some of this one. It's an episode that is definitely trying to Say Something important, especially with the government's responsibility to care for veterans, I was just too tired to really focus on it and/or go back and rewatch like I had at times before. It turns into another frustrating "Whyyyyyy dones't Starfleet have better security controls!?" episode, too. This one also features James Cromwell, as NOT Zefram Cochrane, his character here just really sucks. Would kind of like to know how things worked out for him and Danar at the end here.

5/7/25 - 320 - The High Ground

A really good episode for Beverly, finally. It feels like it wants to have a lot to say here about terrorism and the state's response to it. Lot of action in the last couple of episodes, too. Also, interesting questions about using technology which gives you an advantage, but also can pretty easily kill you. Overall though I'm not sure what it was trying to say, and the message seems like it got muddled, and quotes from Memory Alpha agree on that. Also, a heavily meme'd episode last year when it looked for a bit like it actually might have predicted an Irish Reunification of 2024. Not enough Wes in a plot that really put his mom in danger, too.

5/7/25 - 321 - Deja Q

OK one of my favorite Q episodes. Seriously… Q becoming human? Data teaching him the humanities? Q gets knocked down a few pegs and learns juuuust a little bit how to be selfless. Corbin Bernsen shows up to chew the scenery and somehow steal the show from deLancie!? Amazing. The episode is fun and funny throughout. Spiner gets really fun things to do as Data. Everyone gets to annoy Q and get a few kicks in. The B-plot with the moon's decaying orbit was also an interesting scientific conundrum and Q even nudged things right at the end there, too. Just a great ep I enjoy from start to finish.

5/7/25 - 322 - A Matter of Perspective

Ugh. Not a fan of this one. Don't love the tones of "false accusations of sexual assault" levied at Riker, where we're supposed to believe the wife character is just outright lying, but even Troi says she senses no deception? So are we supposed to think Riker was hitting on her or not? Where's the truth in there? In the end, yeah it was all Apgar sucks and killled himself while trying to kill Riker. I guess the whole radiation thing with the holodeck technically works but… yeeech, I dunno, this episode just came off feeling slimy to me and I was ready to move on long before it was over. OK, I was wrong before. This one is just bad, IMO.

5/8/25 - 323 - Yesterday's Enterprise

Annnd one of the best episodes of all Star Trek ever. It still holds up, all of it. A bit interesting watching now after seeing Section 31 and a younger Rachel Garrett but I don't see a ton connecting the characters still. Just mostly a wasted opportunity there, Section 31. But Garrett shown here is still a great character in her brief appearances. Tasha and to a lesser extent Guinan are the real stars this episode, which honestly makes it cooler because it's such a woman-centric episode, aside from Picard's strong presence and Castillo (who, let's be honest, needs a different name.) I was really excited as a teen for this episode since Wesley got to be in a real uniform but he didn't get much to do this episode, or any episode lately. Anyway, not a ton to say except that this episode is amazing and I loved watching it again, it deserves the praise it gets.

5/8/25 - 324 - The Offspring

TEARS. I mean come ON. Can't believe three of the four best episodes of Trek are within four episodes of each other, starting with Deja Q and skipping A Matter of Perspective. It is just good from beginning to end. Amazing that this is Frakes' directorial debut, too. Anyway, Haftel is a dick. I mean, come ON. Data established his rights pre-show, and then AGAIN in Measure of a Man, and then he has to re-establish his rights again here for Lal. I almost wish they would have had Maddox involved somehow, though, maybe in this case even advocating for Lal. But watching Data be a parent is always so touching. Haftel almost redeems himself in trying to help Data save Lal and the actor is very good in his scene describing Data's attempts to save Lal. And Lal's death scene is just so, so good. Overall, the episode earns all the accolades it gets. Still great, still cried at the end.

5/8/25 - 325 - Sins of the Father

Finally starting to dive deeper into the Klingon world and giving Worf more meaty Klingon stuff. Absolutely love Kurn, and how they brought him aboard the Enterprise, though it kind of does feel almost like two stories stitched together (which MA say it WAS) with first seemingly about Kern turning the Enterprise upside down, but all that stuff is dropped pretty early on for the heavily Qo'nos featured plotline. Tony Todd is SO good as Kern, btw, glad we see him a few more times. Good to see Korrd's actor back as K'mpec, too, he was one of the better things about ST5. Kind of a gut punch for us always being told how important Honor is in the Empire and then this episode is like… nope… Klingons are just as much about politics as anyone else, and will throw a less politically relevant person into the fire easily. Honestly this is four of five excellent episodes in a row now. TNG S3 might be the GOAT, at least this run of it. And finally we start getting more ongoing storylines.

5/8/25 - 326 - Allegiance

Not an all-time great, but not a bad episode. A pretty compelling mystery with who kidnapped Picard, who of the four of them kidnapped might be a traitor, and good job making it the one you'd least expect (aside from Picard.) The story back on the Enterprise is even more interesting, with a second near-mutiny from Riker and co. against a bodyswapped Picard. So this does echo Lonely Among Us quite a bit, too. Again, with the bodyswapped duplicate not being able to hold it together long enough for people to not get suspicious. I feel bad for Beverly especially, Fake Picard REALLY jerks her around. Not a super memorable episode but not a bad one, either.

5/8/25 - 327 - Captain's Holiday

Woo, Hijinks! Beverly and Riker bully Picard into vacation. Picard relaxes for like, ten minutes then gets himself in to trouble. Vash is a great character, someone who plays by her own rules and is a match for Picard. Stewart gets his wish for Picard to get more fighting and fucking like he had been bugging for. Max Grodénchik shows up for the first time, giving a great audition to later play Rom. It's a light episode for the rest of the main cast, but it introduces everyone to Risa… and the Horga'hn. Just a really fun episode, though not particularly impactful.

5/9/25 - 328 - Tin Man

A very forgettable, predictable episode. Nothing like, super bad about it, nothing super memorable. I guess having the Romulans around is OK for an enemy, but even they don't seem particularly threatening here. Not a lot to say about this one, tbh. Tam is an interesting concept, the living ship is too, it seemed a forgone conclusion from minute one that the two would end up in a symbiotic relationship and we'd never hear from them again, which… yep. That happened.

5/9/25 - 329 - Hollow Pursuits

Iiiiiiiit's Barclay's introduction. And it's OK. Like, they're not wrong with questioning how someone with social disorders like Barclay could make it as far as he has in Starfleet, he does keep seeming to fail upwards. But also like, he really should have been diagnosed way before this and telling someone with severe social disorders that they're just "shy" really is the epitome of late 80's/early 90's psychology. It's unbelievable that there's no rules against making holodeck copies of your crewmates and making them do stupid -- or especially sexual -- things. C'mon Starfleet, even in more "civilized" times, that's what people will do without rules. But hey, say what you will about Schultz IRL, he is great in the part. It's kind of a shame Barclay doesn't actually shine until Voyager. One thing I did love about this episode though is at the end, a team of engineers, not just Geordi and Wes, but also Barclay and some other guy, solve the problem, not JUST Our Main Characters who do all the work this time. Generally it's a good episode with some frustrating 90's tropes that weigh it down in our modern times.

5/9/25 - 330 - The Most Toys

I love this episode. It's an interesting premise to put Data in, the crew gets some big emotions to play with. A big moral question at the end with Data that really works (but I agree with Spiner, Data DEFINITELY fired that weapon.) I love Geordi so passionately working hard to prove Data isn't dead, and it's such a good bromance episode for them. I'm only upset that we didn't get to see Geordi and Data reunited -- Geordi at LEAST should have been in the transporter room when Data beamed back over. I love what LDS did with the Collector's themes, too. Saul Rubinek was fantastic as Fajo, he's an actor I've always enjoyed whenever I see him somewhere. There's some good moments for Troi and Worf in this one too with Worf taking over Data's station temporarily.

5/9/25 - 331 - Sarek

Wow, what an episode. Even more meaningful in Stardate order now that we've seen Sarek as a younger man in Discovery, TOS, the movies and now here, finishing his storyline. Mark Lenard is as good as always. The story really works and gives Sarek the gravitas he deserves, even as he's suffering. And absolutely a powerhouse performance by Stewart during the mind meld scenes. Some small good scenes here for Wes, Geordi and Beverly, though I hate the slap with Wes and Bev scene it was really effective to show the effect on the crew, seeing some of our even-tempered faves go a bit wild. It's a great story, with an awesome climax / ending, and lets us say goodbye to a Trek legend. It's also interesting now to think of the fact that Picard would probably be privy to the truth about Michael Burnham, and Sybok. Good on him for never mentioning anything. :p

5/9/25 - 332 - Menage a Troi

The last Hijinks episode of the season, and it's a fun one. Another big tease of the Riker/Troi relationship that wouldn't come to pass for a long time. Lwuxana Troi returns and it's her best outing to date. Ethan Phillips is a really big jerk of a Ferengi in this one, nothing like our happy-go-lucky Neelix. The ship FINALLY has a Wesley subplot, honestly it felt like they forgot about him most of the season. And once again he's attempting to get to the Academy. There's a lot of fun stuff happening in this one. We get to see a little of Betazed, and Lwuxana shows just how much she cares about her daughter, which is sweet. We also learn about Oo-mox, unfortunately. The ending with Picard hamming it up quoting Shakespeare is one of his best comedic moments, and then Wesley gets promoted to full Ensign, which I really loved.

5/9/25 - 333 - Transfigurations

Beverly gets another episode and it's… okay. Again, not like super memorable, not a terrible episode. It's fine. The dinner scene with Beverly and Wesley is good. Beverly maaaaybe getting a love interest besides Picard's standoffishness is decent. Nothing particularly big or original in this though. It's nice that it takes John a decent amount of time to recover instead of it happening instantly. Worf dies, but doesn't die, again. O'Brien gets his kayaking hobby and bad shoulder which would vex Julian for years later. Also, Christy somehow gives Geordi a second chance after their disastrous first date a year or so earlier, and Geordi stops fucking up so badly with women. Well, for now at least. Too bad it doesn't last. The ending is kind of cheesy, but I don't dislike the episode.

5/9/25 - 334 - The Best of Both Worlds, Part I

Aw yeah, here we go, end of the season and Trek's biggest season-ending cliffhanger ever. Maybe even still. Kids these days don't even know how much TORTURE this episode was for an entire summer of waiting. I mean damn. (And like, now we've been waiting over two years for the SNW S2 Gorn conclusion lol). Everyone has a point that Riker needs to get kicked out of the nest, but like, obviously we still want Frakes around so we know he's not going to be. I have mixed feelings about Shelby here and if she's right or wrong, but mostly she could maybe cool it a little. The Borg really were the damn scariest scifi villains ever at that point, but hey I hadn't watched Doctor Who and didn't know about the similarity to the Cybermen. It's a well-crafted hour of TV and ending it with "Mr Worf… fire." was absolute hell on Teenage me.

FINAL THOUGHTS

Yeah overall this is a mostly great season of TV with even the lows not being that low and some of the highest highs Trek will give us.

Honestly one of the few things I noticed is how little they gave Wes to do even compared to season 1 and 2. The season opener was kind of a Wesley episode but there's literally no other episode here I'd call a Wesley episode. He had a couple of decent subplots but had the most to do in Menage a Troi, which didn't feel like a ton, he was mostly around to be supportive to other people. I can't blame Wil for wanting to leave after a lot of generic ship piloting and minor technobabble spouting this season.

Everyone else feels like they got a decent place to shine every couple of episodes, which is great for them, though of course it's mostly the Picard / Data / Riker show in that order.

Still, overall the episode quality is high and there's a lot of variety in the kinds of stories they tell. This is peak TNG, and it's hard to complain about too much here.

HIGHLIGHTS:

Who Watches the Watchers? The Enemy. The Defector. Deja Q. Yesterday's Enterprise. The Offspring. Sins of the Father. The Most Toys. Sarek. Best of Both Worlds Part 1. (2 or 3 more could be on here, too, tbh, in a less quality season.)

LOWPOINTS:

Booby Trap. A Matter of Perspective. Tin Man.

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bippot · 6 months ago

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Joyride

Story Summary -> There are three things Jake loves to do at work. None of which are work. One: eating. Two: flirting with his girlfriend. Three: annoying Kevin. At first, he only thought he'd only get to do two of those three options.

Tags -> Smut, Arcades, Car Sex kinda, Semi-Public Sex, Gym Sex, Idiots in Love

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There's only so many times Jake can run those simulations without getting mind-numbingly bored. It's the same tracks over and over again. He knows them like the back of his hand; he's sure of it. Well, it's his job to be sure of it.

Taking a break would be great for him. He could get some food, maybe some of those healthy kettle chips that Catherine brought in (he wouldn't admit to anyone, especially Kevin, but he actually quite likes them), maybe he'd wander over and flirt with his girlfriend while she was helping fix the car with Chuck and Amir, maybe he'd go and annoy Kevin by telling him how he'd gotten his head stuck in the bannister of the stairs at his house earlier this week.

Yeah. He should do that. He should take some time to himself.

First up, the chips. That was easy. He walked up and grabbed some without anyone noticing. If anyone asked, he'd claim he'd intended to reach for the BBQ ones but 'accidentally' picked these up and opened them without realising. And, shit, now they're open. He can't waste food now. What would the children in Africa think? Exactly. That's why he has to finish the bag. Not because he likes them, but because he's a good person who loves the environment and the people who inhabit it. He's a humanitarian, if you think about it.

Next up was Y/N. She had to be around here somewhere. Jake confidently walked up to the car and suavely asked, "How is it you still look beautiful with a car on top of you?"

"Boy, I am not your girlfriend," Chuck warned back. Fuck. Of course. He should've noticed that Y/N doesn't have that big of feet. Oops.

Awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, Jake cleared his throat then added, "Uh, do you know where Y/N is?"

"Having her daily girl talk with Catherine."

Great, just great. Sure, his girlfriend being buddies with his boss was helpful. Y/N often aided when he got in Catherine's bad books, which was all of the time. However, it always felt like Y/N was conferring with the enemy. Strangely, Jake thought he'd be more comfortable with his girlfriend talking to Blaney or any number of his actual competitors rather than their boss.

That totally wasn't true; he was incredibly protective on race days and made sure the other racers knew for a fact that Y/N was his girlfriend, and his only girlfriend at that. He'd make a big show of snogging the hell out of her before he got into the car and after. The message was clear to anyone around the track.

Still, he'd have to move on to step three: annoy Kevin. He just started out with small talk in the beginning, nothing too in-depth. Then he'd say, "Did I tell you where I got my head stuck this week?"

"If you say Y/N's thighs again, I'm going to replace you with Jessie."

"No. Well, yeah, always," he replied with a chuckle. Kevin looked exasperated, so Jake continued, "Have you seen the first episode of Modern Family?"

"Years ago, yeah."

"So, Luke, the little boy, got his head stuck in the bannister, and I thought, 'He's a kid, that's why. I'm an adult; I could definitely get my head back out.' You'll never guess that I-"

"Go back. You saw a fictional child do something stupid and your first thought was, 'I'm going to do it too?' "

Shrugging nonchalantly, Jake clarified, "Pretty much, yeah."

"Honestly, sometimes I have no idea how Y/N puts up with you."

"Other than my sparkly eyes and charming smile - her words, not mine, by the way - it's probably because I spend most of my time between her -"

Covering his ears childishly, Kevin ordered, "Get out before I fire you."

While Jake was busy with Kevin, Y/N had walked back to the car, only to get told that her 'dumbass of a boyfriend' was looking for her, so she walked into the gym, expecting to find him in there. Nope. Nowhere in sight. Yet he had left one of his hats on the seat of the simulator. He'd probably want that. She made her way over and picked it up, placing it on her head for safekeeping. Safekeeping and the fact Jake always got that goofy big grin whenever she would wear his clothes. That grin that made her feel all warm inside.

As she was about to walk away, the simulator made a noise that attracted her attention towards it. It wouldn't hurt to have one go, right? She'd always been curious. After a quick glance that Jessie or Kevin weren't around, she sat in the driver's seat and began playing. Being a mechanic meant that she was pretty good with cars, nowhere near as good at driving as Jake, of course, but was better than the average Joe. And it wasn't rocket science; it was just pedals and wheels, and she knew how to do that.

Jake opened the gym door to see his girlfriend in his hat in his driver's seat. That man could've exploded on the spot. He quickly shut and locked the door behind him, made his way behind her as she drove, and placed his arms around the back of the seat, watching her as she went through the course. She made a few mistakes, but she was having a blast.

'Hey, baby."

"Shhh... focus."

She did as he said and continued the simulation, trying her hardest to keep her eyes on the screen, which was hard because she could hear his deepening breaths close to her ear. The scent of his cologne surrounded her, making her want to bury her face in his neck and inhale deeply.

"Jakey, is this turning you on?"

"Uh-huh," he groaned. Jake was in his own world, lost in his fantasy of Y/N, which actually was a reality. So he had a big grin on his face and an erection.

When her race was over and the time popped up on the screen, he cheered, "That's only 5 seconds more than Jessie; you're almost a pro, babe."

She flirted, "Learnt it by watching you, hot wheels," and tilted her head so he'd peck her on the lips. But he didn't.

Instead, he brushed his thumb across her bottom lip and instructed her to, "Take your trousers off."

What did her little submissive Jake Martin just say to her? Y/N took her time before slowly standing up, unbuttoning her trousers, and shimming them to the ground as she watched as he sat down in the driver's seat. Oh, she knew what was about to happen.

She flashed back to a couple of weeks back when they had gone to an arcade for one of their dates. It had been really sweet. Jake had tried his hardest to win a large stuffed penguin for her, but because the games are rigged, they ended up with a mid-sized sloth (which she thought was even cuter but he wasn't having it).

They’d been happily sharing some overpriced dirty fries when he noticed the racing game, yet only one of the machines was operational. Still, he wanted a go.

"Babe, sit on my lap, and we'll both be able to play."

Did she have any reason to decline? No. Why not? If it made him happy, she'd do it.

"I'll do the pedals and gears. You steer. Good?"

"Great."

Things went great. That was until she moved slightly, shifting a little in her seat, and heard him deeply exhale. Then she felt him poke into her, and she quietly enquired, "Are you hard right now?"

"Rock."

Just that would've been enough. It was unfortunate that at that exact moment, a fan recognised the famous Jake Martin and asked for a picture with him.Jake accepted, of course. And so that her boyfriend’s indiscretion wasn’t photographed and shown to the public, Y/N took off her cardigan and handed it to him so he could hide himself behind it, and she held her hand over her mouth as she laughed at him.

"Did you lock the door?"

Nodding, he reached for her hips and pulled her to sit on his thighs, her back to his front. He pulled his joggers and underwear down, then shifted her backwards so she could feel him against her entrance as his hand slipped down the front of her underwear, flicking his index finger against her clit, making her jump.

"Got to be quiet," he warned. "You're so wet, baby.”

And she felt even better when he removed his fingers, pushed her panties to the side, and guided her onto his cock. She let out a low, lustful moan as he entered her, and his hand immediately clasped over her mouth.

"Hold onto the wheel."

She did as he said and gripped onto the steering wheel before them. Y/N cried out his name into his hand while he fucked her with long, hard strokes. It was a good thing that she had something to help steady herself because he began to pick up the pace, pushing her hips down onto his like a madman. The friction was incredible, every nerve ending firing her closer and closer orgasm.

Breaking her mouth free, she breathlessly asked, "What the fuck, dude?"

"Did you just dude-zone me while I'm fucking you?"

"Yeah, I gue- ...Oh fuck, Jake," she whispered, taking one of her hands off the wheel and bringing in to the back of his head to intertwine it with his hair. He pounded up into her harder as she did this, and she loved it. The feeling of his hair tickling her palm and his hands gripping her hips for dear life caused her to push his head closer to hers so she could smush her lips against his.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby," he grunted into her mouth, his hand moving back down to play with her to ensure she finished on his cock before he came inside of her. The pressure was building, and he needed to release. "Cum for me.”

Loving his voice as he said that, she nodded vigorously and did, releasing his hair and arching her back as she came hard for him, her body shaking on top of him so he had to restrain her hips. Jake's orgasm was so intense he nearly blacked out. It was one of the most powerful he'd ever felt.

Y/N smiled and patted his thigh; her breath still staggered. "Good job, stud."

A few minutes later, they were fully clothed and pretending that nothing happened.

The door had been unlocked, and Jessie walked in. "Hey, Y/N. Y/N's boyfriend," she greeted, suspicious but not catching on to anything. "Mind if I use the simulator?"

Smugly smiling, Jake responded, "Be my guest."

Y/N didn't even try to hide her smile as she pecked him on the lips (which got a disgusted groan from Jessie - luckily, she had no idea what just happened on the chair she was sitting on) and got back to work.

"What did Jake want?" Amir asked when she arrived back.

"He wanted to talk about going to the arcade."

Conversation topics like that were easy to claim that Jake had tried to talk to her about. Mostly because he had talked to her about it. Many times. Both at home and at work. Their colleagues didn't need to know in depth how much he actually likes the arcade.

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hurray!

we only got half way through this the first time, so we're officially on the new stuff!!

Cas isn't truly dead, right? he comes back at some point

Jack is so goofy

is Chuck the one to bring them back? and does he even bring them all back? cause I don't think Crowley comes back :(

wait, they burn Cas' body??

Asmodeus??

Jack's copying Dean 🤭

Sam is so good with him :(

gonna say it now, Dean is being an ass

are they just gonna kill everyone the boys know?

wait, is this the Empty?

hi, Sam, I love you

there's things in the Empty????

Cas!!!! you're back!!

Billie's not actually dead?? she's Death now?

the fact that Dean's all happy go lucky now that Cas is back?? 🏳️‍🌈

"he's an angry sleeper. like a bear."

Kevin!!

is Rowena still alive??

of course Ketch is back smdh

and Asmodeus has Cas now

Kaia is so pretty

Dean, threatening her is not gonna go well

oh, no, they're in the Twilight world

not Kaia :(((

omg it's that one guy from tlou

THEY DIDNT KILL ROWENA!!! HI ROWENA <3333333

oh, and she's all powerful? 😏

HI DANNEEL YOU ARE SO PRETTY

GABRIEL??? oh, what have they done to you?

is this even the right spell? *

* yeah, I did not think so

ep15 is so fun

the immediate "what" after Daphne said Dean had the ghost by his thigh? I know what you are

and Sam's been taken again

yk I think the only thing Ketch has going for him is that he's the one that freed Gabriel

and of course they're separating again smdh this never ends well

CHARLIE??!!

Sam, don't be mean to him :(

please tell me Sam isn't the one to kill Rowena.

NAOMI???

how do they fix the angel problem?

Gabe is so flirting with Sam oml

WE GOT TO SEE JACKS WINGS????? AND HE WAS PROTECTING MARY??? oh, he is so fucking cool

"and if we die, we'll do that together, too." AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THIS????

and they're all back now? **

** nope, it's a weird ass dream

why does this have the vibes of the walking dead?

I'M SORRY, WHAT JUST HAPPENED

oops thought this was e22

is that our Cas or their Cas? oh, it's theirs

Gabriel, no

wait, I remember the big group at the bunker??? but like nothing else?

somebody give Jack a hug

wait, yeah, how does everybody get back??

Dean deserved that day at the beach with Sam and Cas.

how the hell are they already back??

is Jack gonna kill him?

what the fuck, how is that even allowed

don't you do it, Dean

just use it on Lucifer?

Jack, no

oh, they're fighting in the air now 🤭

please tell me this is the last of Lucifer

oh he looks so dapper now

what a season, holy shit. I have so many thoughts, but I can't articulate any of them. I have fears for the next season cause how exactly are you gonna get Michael out of Dean? we don't have Crowley anymore, so what's the other option? and what about Jack? is he gonna be okay without some grace? is it gonna regenerate like it does for the other angels, or is it a fixed supply? I also fear a lot of people will be dying for ✨️plot✨️ reasons. needless to say, this season was a time and I fear the last 2 (????????) aren't gonna be any better

s1, s2, s3, s4, s5, s6, s7, s8, s9, s10, s11, s12, s13, s14, s15

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mansplainmanipulatemalewife · 2 years ago

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Okay doing this for realises now I'm gonna try to be pretty specific bc it's more fun that way so this might get long

Also I should probably include some content warnings I guess so like... internalised ablism and homophobia, blood, injury and infection, flies and maggots - its all fictional and largely either brief mentions or my own fairly stylised artwork, but just in case you have been warned

Anyway:

1. Music my beloved <3 it makes me feel a lot of things but I think the album that makes me feel most happy would have to be the murderdoll's women and children last idk how to embed an mp3 on tunglr help

HATE that it makes me do it via spotify that does NOT make me happy I have a perfectly good mp3 right here but either way enjoy the song <3

2. Hang out with the besties <3 one of my best friends irl is coming over on Sunday and we're having a special interests day where I rewatch the main hatchetfield trilogy with her × × × (I still haven't seen npmd oops) and I get to force her to watch Ghosts and its going to be so fun :3

3. D&D - I can talk so much about blorbo from my games I've had so many characters over the years but these three are my current ones:

The world's first redneck dwarf. Kudn is a stubborn old man who has just enough internalised homophobia not to notice that he has in fact been gay married for about 150 years. He's technically a Bard but built in a way that apparently confuses my group because his playstyle is so counterintuitive to how bards traditionally work even without all the flavour-text being reskinned.

Red's costume has gone through a couple of redesigns since I drew this but it's still my favourite drawing of her. She's an eldritch knight fighter but behaves more like a traditional ranger. She has a falcon familiar named kevin who fucking hates her and is the funniest character ever. She's just started multiclassing (illegally) into warlock after reading the necronomicon in-game.

I only have sketches of Loralai but she's a cutesy goth swarmkeeper and has a symbiotic relationship with a swarm of flies, after their maggots were used to treat her necrosis. She's extremely bubbly and friendly, but also feels very self-conscious about her scarring, so she tends to keep the mask on around people she doesn't trust.

Red and Loralai are both from in-person games so they both have minis too :3 featuring Red's updated armour design

4. My volunteering :3 I do shifts at a drop in we make everyone tea and coffee and hot food and I get to sit and chat with people about what's going on with their lives. It's really interesting and also helps with my weird guilt complex.

5. The blorbos gotta include the blorbos this is my fandom blog after all - I never actually get round to writing anything god I still need to edit that ghosts fic oops but like if you talk to me on any given day I typically have at least one new fic idea to pitch.

I kind of forgot about it but for a while there was a game where y'all can give me any pairing or interaction, the more random and unlikely and ridiculous the better (provided its media I actually, like, know about and am familiar with) and I have to create the outline for a cohesive, well-characterised, entirely serious fic. I believe it was called "bad fic ideas with void" I should bring that one back it was fun.

Anyway yeah I have so many blorbos from so many random bits of media and while I might complain near-constantly about fannon (mostly in dms sorry @gooopy ily) I am so hype to talk about all of them all the time even if I forget they exist for a couple of months in between

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ⭐️

Wow this is just like therapy <3

#asks #someone please teach me how to embed files directly its so difficult for some reason #also thank you :3 I got the url durind a phase of being obsessed with both Hannibal and Heathers and I'm still shocked it wasn’t taken

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i-like-gay-books · 3 years ago

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something so will byers core about merlin in the dorocha episode

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k.sw - “my heart went oops”

pairing: sunwoo x reader

genre: college au, fluff

warnings: player attitude, strong language, kissing

words: 4,800

„back to my question. where are you hiding from me?“

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you wouldn’t say that you were obsessed with him. it was just the inconvenience that you probably have fallen in love with him from afar, without him even knowing you.

once in a while you had a crush. they came and go, nothing too serious. but sunwoo completely messed with your heart and you can’t explain yourself why.

it all started when you leaned against the tree at your usual spot on the college grounds. it was a nice day. the wind played with the loose strings of your hair while you enjoyed the slight glimpses of sunshine that peeked through the leafs and fell on your face.

your friends and people knew not to interrupt you at this spot. if someone did, you would send them a death glare. you went to a prestigious college and as a member of your faculty and president a lot of work had to be done. this was the only time of the day where you had the chance to relax. it was a calm place where everyone knew not to talk too loud or listen to music. generally, everyone kept quiet.

after all this time of peace and harmony someone had to come to start a war. without opening your eyes you could clearly hear out one particular voice.

eric.

eric as in a loud student that often got on your nerves. you weren’t a grumpy cat or something like that. you are very liked by the students and laugh a lot. you like adventures and spending time with your friends. you also don’t mind loud or silent people.

the problem was the place. and that it was eric.

after a good ten minutes you decided to confront that chaotic group. first they didn’t even recognize someone approaching them. you positioned your hands on your hips and sent a death glare into eric‘s direction.

with a light cough finally the group and some girls that accompanied them turned to you.

eric‘s eyes widened and he was quick to get down from his sitting position on the table to salute in front of you. while the others laugh you let out a sigh.

„what could our pretty president want from me? a date?“ by now you’re confused why he would think such a thing and your confidence is slipping away at the compliment he just gave you.

get out of it. he’s a well known flirt.

„silence.“

eric pushes the boy next to him a little bit when kevin bursts out in laughter.

„w-what do you mean with that?“ the girls are giving you nasty glares by now not happy with the attention you’re getting.

„this place is reserved for silent studies and not a chat - “ you can feel your blood freeze in your body when suddenly another boy turns around that has black ruffled hair and round eyes. he’s wearing a mischievous smirk on his face and with a snicker he shushes you to be silent.

„you should be silent then.“

you’re completely astonished. just when you wanted to swoon over the boy and compliment his looks in your head he had the audacity to counter you with your own words. that boy had an attitude and he clearly enjoyed the ‚oh‘s and laughs by his friends.

you were too dumbfounded to utter another single word. usually the students respected you and it wasn’t only you who liked the peace here. you thought about the others that liked to enjoy the nature of this tiny place on the campus.

before you regained yourself the group was already back to their business. with slight embarrassment you trotted back to your spot and gathered your things to go to the library.

the next days weren’t any different. oh, but there were different girls. sitting on their laps and even flirting. the sight was so disgusting to you so there wasn’t any other option than leaving the place for good.

it wasn’t like you gave up without a fight. in your meetings you debated and brought up good arguments for setting up rules but no one seemed to listen to you or being interested in the topic. after asking other students and your friends you realized they were way too insecure to speak up to the popular students.

every time you encountered the boys they gave you funny looks and especially the boy, named sunwoo you learned, even winked at you. he was mocking you. unbeknownst to him and the others your heartbeat quickened it’s pace when he looked at you with those round dark eyes. you hated the feeling at first. but soon, what you hated even more, that you wanted to see him at campus.

was he here all the time?

he even sat in some courses with you. yet, you never managed to acknowledge his existence only until the day he made fun of you.

your slight crush kept only growing and growing until you decided to find out more about the irritating student. kim sunwoo was his full name. he was a soccer player and member of your university team. good grades and many friends. to the last part you internally cringed.

very popular with girls. typical heartthrob.

but one to never be in a relationship. he played and never stayed for too long with a girl.

great! you really fell for a playboy. worse: only by looking and speaking one time to him. you really had to get over with it as soon as possible. even if sunwoo would pay you a little bit more attention like with his other possessions it would soon fade and you would be left heartbroken.

and how to get over a crush and a boy you couldn’t have? have fun with another boy! you only had to find one...

after a few weeks went by you were on your way to the campus garden where you found your new place of peace. it was even smaller and sometimes you helped the gardener club with their duties. fortunately the smell of roses and herbs did wonders to your mind and soul. you felt refreshed and happy everytime you spend your pause in the garden on a bench or on the fresh grass.

today was also the perfect weather to spend some time in the little paradise. while you joined the queue in the cafeteria to get a little snack you jumped when someone tapped you on your shoulder from behind.

„sunwoo?“ the boy stood tall in front of you hair messed up a little bit making him looking cozy and kinda cute. his heart shaped lips formed into a dazzling smile while you probably ogled him like an owl.

„you know my name.“

„w-what? I mean, yes I do. everyone knows you, right?“ your voice was slight shaky and you just wondered what he could want from you.

„yeah, but you, you know my name!“

„yeah, well... anyways can I help you?“ your body reacted on its own again. your palms became sweaty and you couldn’t look into his eyes longer than a second before finding the ground in front of you interesting again.

„I just wondered where you have been?“

you look up at him puzzled. oh, „you probably mean why I am not lurking around in your kingdom anymore.“ a scoff leaves you and before you register that you just said that out loud a hearty laugh brings you out of your thoughts.

„I didn’t mean that!“

„oh, the way you always look at me tells me you definitely meant it!“ then he notices your disapproval for his flirty looks.

„back to my question. where are you hiding from me?“ you’re nearly ready to order and think about a good answer for that. wait, did he just say you were hiding from him?

„I am not hiding from you! I just - “ the way he emphasized the word made you fuzzy in the head. it sounded like you were his prey or some sort of that. you turn around so he faced your back again and quickly placed your order. before you can finish sunwoo suddenly chimes in and places his wish, too. leaving you dumbfounded because the next thing he fishes out his money to pay for the two of you before you’re able to do so yourself.

you roll with your eyes when he walks behind you. a small ‚thanks‘ leaves your lips and you try to get away from him as fast as possible. you couldn’t think clear when he was around. his intense gaze brought goosebumps over your skin and you knew this wasn’t a good thing.

you can’t have him. he wouldn’t want you anyways so get over it. he was probably just bored and that’s why he wanted to tease you a little bit.

before leaving the cafeteria you turn around to spot the boy but he seems to have vanished out of the scene completely. not even sitting at his usual table with the popular kids.

your lunch was deliciously devoured between some big trees in the garden. you listened to the birds cheeping soft melodies while reading some lecture. unknown to you someone has watched over you for some time now.

chuckling to himself sunwoo leans back letting out a sigh. „so that’s where you are now...“

a new week starts and while you are gathering your books in the opened corridor you can hear familiar voices nearing your spot. you’re chatting with one of your friends when the group stops in front of you and eric leans against the lockers to give you a flirty look.

„(y/n)...“ he sings your name in a cute voice while the others begin to laugh and you get yourself busy with ushering your friend away before they could annoy her, too.

immediately you spot sunwoo next to eric who sends you an interested look. back to eric you roll with your eyes.

„what do you want?“

„ah, ah! don’t give me an attitude. oh, did someone already tell you that your eyes sparkle in this light?“

„I am not asking again.“ you’re ready to leave before eric stops you by pulling you back with a strong grip on your wrist. your eyes lock on the spot he just touched you and again, you can’t see sunwoo shifting uncomfortably in his position.

„pretty please! can you show the new boy around? I swear he’s well mannered and good looking! an angel!“ ah, that’s why he’s acting like this.

„oh come on, eric. (y/n) probably has better things to do than that. for example arguing with people who enjoy life.“ you’re sending a death glare to sunwoo and your cheeks are growing hot at the laughter that erupts after that.

what an asshole...

„actually, no, I have time. where’s he?“ with that you stop the bickering and sunwoo‘s smile falls. he didn’t want you to show juyeon the university.

the new student came to the front and with a huge smile he introduced himself. what a good looking sexy god look at his arms and his lips and his eyes and his -

everyone was already gone leaving the two of you behind. juyeon fiddles with the hem of his uniform not knowing why you’re standing in front of him with an opened mouth and still, still clinging onto his hand. oh dammit quick react!

„I am (y/n)! (y/l/n) (y/n)!“ you let go of his hand and he sends you a smile that would bring girls to their knees.

„I already know.“

„oh, yes of course! I am sorry... I should show you everything!“ juyeon mutters a ‚cute‘ under his breath when your eyes indeed seem to sparkle when you start to drag him around the campus.

after five days you were sure, you really liked juyeon. you spent a lot of time together and he was so easy to be around. he was funny, teasing (in a good way), polite, intelligent and when he had the opportunity to part ways with you he didn’t. that’s because he liked you, too.

he was the perfect definition of everything that kim sunwoo wasn’t and especially to you. a friend and a possible lover.

on the other hand he wasn’t fully able to get your mind off sunwoo. that boy seemed to made himself comfortable in a deep deep part of your heart laughing evilly down there.

you want to emphasize the word evil again. after getting closer and closer with juyeon you couldn’t ignore sunwoo‘s hateful gazes anymore. didn’t he like juyeon hanging around with you? you were probably way to much a loser for them and they wanted the good looking guy between their rows.

it couldn’t be helped. one time you even tried to smile at the boy but that only resulted in him turning around to flirt with the new chick of the week. there he was at it again. pinching your heart again. it hurt much more than you wanted it to. but turning in your seat to watch juyeon eating brought happiness to you.

it was already after another few days and a date with juyeon that you two were clear about your relationship. you could never be a couple. you two found each other attractive at first but now you realized you probably just found a best friend in each other. never having one before the two of you also didn’t know how it felt to find your other half but in a platonic way.

you laughed the whole night about your attempt to kiss. there was nothing. no sparks. no everything. juyeon even apologized for not feeling anything. sometimes it turns out like this. luckily you were now inseparable leaving others confused on if you were dating or not.

juyeon literally begged you to not tell anyone and just wait what happens. that boy turned you into a mischievous kitten that agreed to his evil plan. even your friends fall for it at first. in the end some girls can read their girlfriends better than anyone else and they noticed little gestures between you and juyeon that no couple would do.

there’s still one thing you didn’t tell your bestfriend about. your safe space in the beautiful college garden. it wasn’t a problem either but this place was only for you. (and the hardworking gardener club)

something stopped you in your tracks when you were just entering the herb part. kissing sounds could be heard behind a tree. you wanted to lecture the couple who thought it would be a good time and place to fuc-

it was sunwoo.

your eyes widened and your heart sank to the bottom. your mouth still open sunwoo catches your gaze and locks eyes with you. he starts to kiss the girl‘s neck while she whimpers out his name.

you closed your mouth knowing what he was doing. he knew you would come at this hour. he knew you would find him with the girl. he wanted you to find him with... someone that wasn’t you, again.

this time one the other hand you decided to be confident. you coughed out loud gaining that girl‘s attention who let out a little shriek in the process. immediately she put some space between her and sunwoo and started to correct her uniform.

„I will report this if you’re not leaving this instant.“ this was enough to let the girl take a run leaving a pouting sunwoo behind.

you walk up to the boy and sigh out before speaking up.

„I don’t care what or with who you’re doing something, kim sunwoo. I just wonder why you have to do it here, the only place I can relax.“

sunwoo leans against the tree and sends you a bored glare. he lifts one of his eyebrows and you watch his tongue poking his cheek from the inside.

„the university garden doesn’t belong to you.“

you scoff at his words.

„I’ve never said that. I - I just thought... you and your friends already won over my favorite spot on the grounds.“

„and?“

maybe talking honest with him?

„look, I don’t want any problems with you. of course I won’t report this. I just want to have this little space for myself. could you please not come here again?“ you’re sending him a pleading look and when sunwoo starts to emerge your form with painfully slow steps you can feel your skin burning where his eyes land.

he leans down. so much that your noses are nearly touching. he’s so close you can smell his cologne and his breathing is tickling your face.

„I will come here whenever I want. I will bring here whoever I want. I will fuck here whoever I want. tell me, (y/n), aren’t you doing the same?“

you gulp. without much thought your foot collides with his shinbone. sunwoo cries out and clings to his leg sitting down in the process.

„oh god! I didn’t want to - ah, shit! here, cling onto me, I will bring you to the nurse!“ with a panicked voice you try to help sunwoo and the boy only curses out lowly while you and him slowly limp to the nurse.

„okay, sunwoo, look at me“ the boy is still in a lot of pain laying down in the hospital section bed. his eyes have not left you for once and you feel like the boy is planning on how to kill you in the most brutal way.

you’re nibbling nervously on your fingernails after the x-ray and the moment the doctor is out of sight your hands are on sunwoo‘s puffy cheeks. with a determined look you focus his face into your direction.

„you remember what I told you? I didn’t see anything! so you will say this was an accident, alright?“ his eyes darken at your words.

„why should I do that?“

„because! because I will tell them about you and the girl!“

„you kicking me is definitely worse.“ dammit, he’s right.

„o-okay! you can go to the garden whenever you want! I will not go there anymore!“

sunwoo chuckles at that. „a few minutes ago you lectured me and now you’re giving in again? but... no, that’s not helping you, too.“ out of anger you’re shaking his head by now and you don’t even realize how close you’re again.

the two of you flinch and immediately get away from each other when the doctor is coming back. „well, mr. kim. no game for you this saturday. your leg needs about a week to recover so no running and especially no sports!“ sunwoo‘s eyes open wide and after the two of you are left again you are at the verge of tears.

„oh, (y/l/n) (y/n). how do you want to make up for that?“ you’re now leaning down clinging onto him.

„sunwoo, please!“

„not only will you receive a punishment the whole university will be pissed off. I am an important player in the team.“ no, he was one of the best ones. if he couldn’t play that meant they would probably loose. your head is layed down facewards in the sheets while you rumble incoherent words. sunwoo on the other side has to hide a huge smile that’s growing on his face.

„we could say it was an accident.“ your head peeks up and you watch him with big eyes very interested in his idea.

„yes, I will do everything!“ sunwoo chuckles to himself.

„then be my slave this week.“

oh wasn’t that wonderful. sunwoo would cling onto you the whole week and by now you felt like his personal butler. of course the team lost so the students were in a bad mindset, too. after telling juyeon about the whole story the boy laughed for almost half an hour. he clearly enjoyed the view and gave you a thumbs up everytime you dragged sunwoo through the corridors or over the campus to his next lecture.

on the other hand... no one found out about what really happened. and as crazy as it sounds the boy smelled so good. you practically hugged him three hours a day. he only killed your joyful thoughts when you had to bring him a bottle of water again or only vanished out of his sight for only a minute to talk with a friend leading into him lecturing you.

you also would have found it cute to feed him but the gazes you received from the crowd in the cafeteria brought heat to your cheeks. sunwoo liked seeing you flustered and shy. he literally drank your reactions. he loved your reactions to every ridiculous thing he did or said to you.

the last day he insisted on you bringing him to the garden to have a picnic.

„I don’t feel good being here with you. the last time I got so mad I kicked you.“ he layed on the grass while you fed him with some grapes like he was a king.

„mh, I like being here with you. but, you’re probably going with lee here a lot anyways.“ you pause at his words. juyeon?

„why would I go here with juyeon?“ sunwoo‘s face turns sour.

„he’s your boyfriend after all.“ the boy locks eyes with you after you burst into laughter.

„what?“ sunwoo leans up on his elbows to get closer to you. „you’re dating him, right?“

„no? we’re friends. really good friends. but never would I date lee juyeon!“ you smile at him laughing again at the thought whereas sunwoo groans out annoyed.

„wait.. what is wrong?“ sunwoo had a weird feeling in his stomach after knowing you were still single. all this time he was so jelous and angered about the thought of you being together with someone else...

„nothing.“ sunwoo didn’t feel like it was the right time to tell you about his feelings. he messed up big. all this time of annoying you and being a dick... he liked you. he wanted to show you and fulfill your every wish before he saw you with juyeon.

it wasn’t a good move but he just turned bitter. he wanted you to recognize him. he couldn’t act different than letting out his frustration. it was just how he coped with things. but it was a mistake. with knowing he only managed to push you further away from him. you probably hated him by now. you would never like him, right?

you fulfilled your service. and you missed spending time with sunwoo. again please can there be another good looking guy entering your college? but, still you couldn’t hold yourself back to steal glances at the dark haired boy. and everytime you did sunwoo already had his eyes on you. you couldn’t read him at all. there was no bickering anymore and no winking. he just looked deep in thought.

maybe he was not interested in you anymore. in no ways. not even to annoy you. it mad you sad. and that’s how the next two weeks went by with you slowly feeling more insecure.

it was at the next month‘s game that you decided to actually join it with juyeon and some of your friends. you couldn’t believe your bestfriend that dragged you to the lowest row where sunwoo‘s friends and their chicks were also sitting.

the girl next to you was a very beautiful brunette. she cheered so loud for sunwoo and when said boy turned around to glance into her direction with a confident smile your heart sank again. you stopped counting how often that happen by now though.

with an annoyed look you watched the game. when your team goaled the brunette jumped up kicking her drink onto your lap in the process.

„shit!“ while everyone claps and howls you poke juyeon to show him your shirt.

„oh no.“

„yeah, whatever. I am going to wash this out.“ juyeon‘s eyes widen at your words that are spoken loudly over the cheering crowd.

„no! ehm, (y/n), the game is finished in a few seconds you have to wait!“ you roll your eyes at him.

„god juyeon we’ve already won.“ he tries to hold onto your arm but you’re quick to leave the field and vanish into the building where your locker is located to change into another clothing. it takes you a lot of time but you smile when you receive a text of juyeon to come back to the field because they’re waiting for you there.

it was already dark and you wanted to change at home to get ready for the after party tonight in one of the huge mansions of the fraternity. when you emerge the field everything was already dark and you could only see a silhouette standing in the middle of the field.

„juyeon?“ you look around to see if there’s another person but knowing he would never ditch you in the dark you take confident strides to the person.

„juyeon, you know it’s really creepy after the horror movie we watched yesterday - “

suddenly the light is turned on and you shield your eyes with your hands before the person turns around and gets down on one knee in front of you.

„s-sunwoo?“ you can’t breath. your heart hammers against your chest and you have to cover your shaking lips with your hands to prevent him from seeing your shocked state.

„I actually planned this to turn out different... you know the whole crowd was supposed to be watching.“

„watching w-what?“

he looks to the ground and then into your eyes again. a smile adorns his face and he coughs out to clear his voice.

„(y/l/n) (y/n), I want to tell you that, that... I like you.“ you nearly collapse at his words. was this a dream? was he joking around?

„you’re joking.“

he shakes his head. „I am not. I wanted to do this here on the field so when you’re giving me a corb the whole university would see.“

„that is... sunwoo that doesn’t make any sense?“

„it does. it is my apology to you. for being mean and teasing you endlessly. for taking away your favorite spots. I know you love them so much. I did what I did because of my jelousy. and for being a coward for not telling you about my feelings.“

you think for a few seconds trying to register if this was really happening. your head turns and in the far you can see all your and sunwoo‘s friends. with an unsure gaze your eyes land on juyeon. after the boy‘s stoic expression he sends you an honest smile. and a thumbs up.

you let out a shaky breath and turn to the boy in front of you again.

„this is really... surprising.“

sunwoo sighs taking your hand into his. „it is. so please tell me you’re not feeling the same and I can begin sulking.“

„sunwoo. it doesn’t make any sense because“ you push him up by his hand and look into his dark orbs.

„it’s doesn’t make any sense because I like you, too.“ a sheepish smile escapes the boy.

„ahhh, I wished you would say that.“ you raise one of your eyebrows.

„of course. you’re still a tease. you know, you could just ask me for a date and - “

„do you want to be my girlfriend? I don’t only want a date. I want you.“ you bite your bottom lip at his words. you nod and send him a beautiful smile.

„woah. (y/n), eric‘s right in the end.“

your face turns stoic.

„about what?“ sunwoo smiles at you and circles your waist with his arms. his hand glides up to pushes some strands of your hair out of your face.

„your eyes are sparkling. not only that, you’re really shining. you always have.“ your eyes water at his words because would’ve never imagine the kim sunwoo using them with you.

in the far you can hear shouts of ‚kiss‘ and the loudest are from eric and juyeon. you quickly look to the ground but sunwoo‘s quicker to pull your chin up with his index.

he places the softest kiss on your trembling lips and it is the first time you can fully enjoy the butterflies in your stomach.

why did the two of you needed so much time?

#tbz writing #the boyz writing #sunwoo x reader #sunwoo au #tbz au #tbz fic #tbz collage au #the boyz college au

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ahtsumu · 5 years ago

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atsumu: 1, kevin: 0 ; miya atsumu

↳ pairing: miya atsumu x professional women’s volleyball player!reader

↳ synopsis: miya atsumu realises that he’s tired of keeping your relationship “low-key” with a little help from an overzealous fanboy.

↳ genre(s): fluff, humour!!

↳ warning(s): profanity

↳ length: 1.5k words

↳ a/n: surprise!!! lol i have way too many wips rn especially with requests but i wrote this as a little break from all the angst and stuff hence the cheesiness ☺️ enjoy!!

Miya Atsumu was caught in a kerfuffle.

Earlier that day, the twenty-three-year-old setter for the MSBY Black Jackals made the executive decision to come to watch you–– his Mario Kart player number two, his houseplant co-parent, the air-guitarist to his air-drummer, the Karaoke Night pink-lyric-singer to his blue–– kick some volleyball ass in the V. League Division 1 Women's Volleyball Tournament finals.

The problem?

You played wing spiker for the Schweiden Falkes.

There was nothing problematic about being a wing spiker on a Division One volleyball team. What was problematic, however, was that the Schweiden Falkes was the sister team of the Black Jackals’ sworn enemy, the Schweiden Adlers. To rub more salt in the wound, the Adlers had won every single game against the Jackals since Atsumu joined (not that they hadn’t prior to his arrival). And to make matters even worse, as one of the nation’s most sought-after athletes, he had to “appeal to both investors and the general population”. Miya Atsumu was supposed to be a marketable bachelor. And he was not.

Miya Atsumu was also not supposed to be at the finals of the women’s volleyball tournament.

That was the biggest problem of them all. So maybe, actually, Miya Atsumu was mildly ensnared in a few kerfuffles.

The two of you had agreed to keep your relationship low-key from the start and were nearing two years of private, domestic bliss. Questions about each other in interviews were responded to with short and nondescript replies. Outings in public were conducted without physical contact. And despite how Twitter was almost a diary to Atsumu, he’d never once tweeted your name in his life. But as dull as your relationship seemed in public, the two of you were a different story in private. In private, he would find any way to touch you–– a hand in your back pocket, your legs draped atop his thighs, soft lips trailing up from the neck to each other. In private, sweet nothings were proclaimed and not whispered, laughter bubbled like a stream that never ran dry, and Atsumu said your name over and over again like it was habit.

But that didn’t change the fact that, right now, Miya Atsumu was not supposed to be in the nosebleeds of the Sendai City Gymnasium, even if he was hundreds of meters away from the nearest camera.

All the bigger kerfuffles fell quickly to the back of his mind, however, when a smaller and more irritating one presented itself to him.

A snotty voice declared one row behind Atsumu’s hooded head, “Oi, you’re in the way of the view, jerk.”

Normally, Atsumu would have turned around with an equally cocky sneer on his chiselled features, “the fuck did you just call me?” locked and loaded behind clenched teeth. But when he turned around ready to deliver that exact line, he saw through his black shades that the owner of said snotty voice was none other than a scrawny prepubescent boy.

And that boy (along with the two equally snot-faced twerps beside him) was wearing your jersey number. Suddenly, all the irritation left Atsumu’s face. Was this your little fan club? A wicked cackle threatened to leap out his mouth. They were so annoying. But also, he mused, kinda cute.

“Was I?” he asked with an innocent expression on his face. It was the same one he used when Osamu would accuse him of stealing his clothes (he totally had), or when you would accuse him of eating the last slice of cake in the fridge (he totally did). “I hadn’t realised.” He really hadn’t. He just wanted to milk this for as long as he could.

“Yeah, you were.” The kid crossed his arms, glaring down at the shady guy one row below. “I can’t see the game anymore.”

“Oops–– my bad.”

“Shut up, Kevin, you were watching Y/N!” one of the brats exclaimed, punching Kevin’s shoulder.

Oh? “Yer a fan of Y/N, hmmm?”

“She’s pretty,” Kevin said immediately, shrugging. He just said it out loud like that? So easily? With a subtle wince, Atsumu thought back to the ridiculously long time before he’d admitted his ‘smidge of a crush’ on you. Yeah, unlike you, stupid. “I’m gonna marry her someday.”

At that, Atsumu’s competitive streak jolted awake. He felt himself sober up a little. Not if I marry her first, you little shit.

Bidding the trio goodbye with a bright grin, he turned around and strolled out of the stands. But he didn’t stop there. He stepped into the elevator and rode it straight down to ground level, sailed through the athlete’s entrance with a swipe of his card, and jogged his way to the side of your team bench, making it just in time to see you spike the setpoint past one of their player’s outstretched arms.

It landed straight on the baseline.

The roar of the stadium scattered into hushed whispers. No one moved. “In,” Atsumu growled under his breath, tapping his feet against the floor. “In in in in in––” He clenched his hands into fists. If they don’t count that as in…

Finally, the line judge pointed her arms down. The referee nodded.

And all around him, the crowd erupted into cheers.

As confetti fell from above and the Falkes’ victory song began to play, you ran from the court and into a celebratory team hug, screaming ecstatically in each other’s faces. Atsumu, beaming, ducked out of view, not wanting to steal that glorious feeling of a victory hard-earned from you or your teammates. But when the cheering died down, when the hug dispersed, when the television crews started slithering in your direction, he returned to his position behind the bench. And suddenly regretted all the decisions that had led him to that very spot.

Admittedly, Atsumu hadn’t considered the possibility that you wouldn’t want him at your game, but now, standing just metres away from you, he did. His hands suddenly felt very cold and equally moist.

As if on cue, your teary gaze landed on his figure. Your eyes were narrowed in what seemed like a warning. (Really, you were just trying to see better through your tears.)

Oh, no.

Atsumu spun around to make a run for it. At that moment, however, one of the coach’s assistants who’d been sent away to run an errand returned, barrelling through the same door he was heading towards.

Colliding in a spectacularly embarrassing fashion, Atsumu’s sunglasses flew from his face and his hood blew off from the force of the impact. Disguise in tatters, he could only turn around sheepishly around his hands stretched out, palms up like a magician at the end of a trick.

“Surprise?”

Maybe it was the rush of victory still fresh in your bloodstream or maybe it was simply your brain going haywire, but with complete disregard for you and Atsumu’s original agreement, you ran towards him and leaped into his arms.

“Woah,” he wheezed, instinctively pulling you closer into his chest. “Was not expectin’ that.”

“You’re so stupid,” you murmured, nuzzling your face into his neck. “What are you up to, ‘Tsumu?”

“Unkerfufflin’ myself,” was all he said before gently setting you down. His eyes darted over to the place where Kevin and his gremlins had been and, when he realised that spotting them from here would be useless, lazily flapped a hand in their general direction.

“Some brat said he was gonna marry ya,” Atsumu explained after seeing your brows crease. “I felt I had the duty to save ya from that disaster.”

“By?”

Atsumu blanked. “Er, I, uh, hadn’t thought of that part, actually. I didn’t think you’d be happy to see me here, y’know, considerin’ our agreement and that look on yer face ya had earlie––”

Rolling your eyes, you yanked on his hood, bringing his lips down to yours. His arms snaked around your waist as he deepened the kiss–– he couldn’t help it, it was a knee-jerk reaction by now–– without so much as a second's consideration for the reporters that had swarmed around you like ants to honey.

You pulled away just a few beats later, both breathless.

“What was that for?” he asked with his forehead pressed against yours. Despite being doused in the blinding flash of cameras and deafened by the barrage of questions shot in your direction, the two of you continued to speak as if you were in your own little world.

“You were about to word-vomit on camera and give Osamu a lifetime’s supply of blackmail,” you replied, giggling. “I thought I’d save you from that disaster.”

Hearing his words come out from your mouth, Atsumu’s eyes waned into little moons. “Consider me saved, doll.”

The noise around you grew louder. You sighed, knowing that the two of you would have a lot to deal with later. As if reading your mind, Atsumu intertwined your hands. I got you. And the unease receded. You’d figure it out together.

“Y/N! Y/N! Are you pregnant?”

“Y/N! Atsumu! When are you two getting married?”

“Can you tell us anything about that steamy kiss?!”

A shit-eating grin crawled onto Atsumu’s face as he grabbed the microphone from that last reporter. “Gladly,” he said, looking into the camera.

“How’s that for bein’ in yer way, Kevin?”

And for the next few hours that the world spent having a meltdown over Kevin’s identity, you and Atsumu remained blissfully tucked away in the comfort of your apartment, playing Mario Kart, baking celebratory cookies to the High School Musical soundtrack, falling asleep to the sound of each other’s heartbeats.

#miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu imagines #miya atsumu scenarios #haikyuu!! imagines #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! scenarios #haikyuu x reader #hq!!#hq!! imagines #hq!! scenarios #hq!! x reader

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fairyoftbz · 4 years ago

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rêveur | b. jacob

☕ pairing: (shy) pastry chef! jacob x fem! reader (with barista!kevin) ☕ word count: 4.2k (。_。) (oops i got carried away) ☕ genre: fluff, sort of slow-burn (more like jacob and the reader rejecting their feelings) ☕ tw: maybe some occasional swear words and one (1) mention of the reader’s ex but nothing too crazy. ☕ synopsis: you find yourself always coming back to the café down the street where you absolutely loved the pastries and befriended the barista, but you’ll soon discover the culprit of your sweet tooth. ☕ a/n: gosh it’s long but i couldn’t stop myself writing for him 🥺 i’m just too soft for him. ☕ requested: yes! i hope it’s not too bad!

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No matter how hard you tried, the efforts you put to prevent you from coming back, you always found yourself going at the local café every single week. You didn’t understand if it was the atmosphere or the warmth of the place, but you always found yourself there. The fact that it was located just down the road gave you the excuse of hanging around there more often than you should.

You could be busy, studying for finals or hang out with friends, the café was always hidden in the corner of your mind. As soon as the street works ended, your neighbourhood became the most tranquil place you’ve ever lived in. All your neighbours were friendly and polite, sticking a little note in the lift to warn the other neighbours of a potential party or loud reunion, helping each other at any occasion. Some residents, including you, owned a pet, and you were grateful that none of them was a pain in the butt for the rest of the building. When you told your friends how quiet and different it was from your former apartment, they never believed you.

While some of them would have killed to study or sleep at a place like your current one, you always found yourself going back to this local café. This little, Japanese-like coffee shop became your new obsession over the months, randomly finding it once while you wanted to go to a flower shop at the end of this street. The employees were welcoming and caring, completely catching you off guard as you were used to going to Starbucks, where some baristas and waiters could use a good lecture about politeness and respect. In the small coffee shop, their goal wasn’t to make the most money possible, it was more to please people and make them discover new coffee or pastries flavours. Everything was homemade, and that’s what encouraged you to become their number one fan. The workers, especially one, started recognising you by dint of your regular appearances at the shop, remembering one of your visits.

“Morning Y/N! Caramel macchiato, as usual? Nothing else?” Kevin, the barista, greeted you with a smile, which you returned alongside with a nod.

This barista was a social butterfly, always striking up a conversation with everyone. And he didn’t care, he just kept going, even if the customers were rude or remained quiet. You were admiring because you were among the people that stayed reserved yet polite when he started talking to you, but his ease made you comfortable enough to joke and laugh with him, striking a conversation with him whenever you had the chance, quickly becoming friends over your many visits.

“Yes, please! I need a lot of caffeine today,” you murmured, and he sadly chuckled, understanding your great need for energy. “Rough night?” he asked, and you agreed again, chuckling as you realised how lame it was. “I assisted my dog being in pain while giving birth,” you explained, and the barista’s eyes widened, his mouth falling agape in excitement. “But that’s amazing! How many did she have?” he seized your credit card without even telling you the price of your purchase - in his defence, you were so used to coming here that you knew the price of your order by heart by now - and typed on his screen, closing the cash register in a slam as it randomly opened. “She gave birth to four healthy puppies, they’re so adorable,” you replied, and the man in front of you smiled as brightly as you were.

“Those are great news! Oh, by the way, would you like to have a taste of the discovery of our pastry chef? You should have seen how happy he looked when he finished the batch this morning,” he explained, and you followed him to the window display, indicating with his finger what resembled a mille-feuille. “That looks nice, I’ll have one, then,” you stated as you were to hand him your credit card again, which he hesitantly took before looking at the back office. You asked him if something was wrong, but he shook his head with a smile and gave you a tray with your drink and the pastry. “Have a great day Kevin!” you thanked him while he washed his hands, head turning to you before shooting you a friendly wink. “You too, Y/N! And you can always tell me if you need someone to take one of the puppies, I’ll gladly adopt one. I only have to talk with my girlfriend first,” your eyes turned into crescent moons filled with joy at his words, and you lifted your thumb excitedly. He quickly waved before serving the next customer, his signature undying smile plastered on his face.

Comfortably sitting down at an empty table, you took off your coat and gulped a sip of your drink, your mouth salivating at the sight of the food. Grabbing the fork, you slid it against the pastry and brought it to your mouth, the sugary taste melting against your tongue. You ate more and more until you finished, almost tempted to go back to Kevin and ask him for another one. But you ignored your love of good food and started getting to work, getting a book and your computer out of your bag, touching up your project that you had spent a lot of time working on. It was one of the last things you had to do for university, and you were delighted to get it done to finally move on.

“Is everything okay?” You recognised the voice of your favourite barista, smiling as you watched him clearing your tray. “Yeah, thanks! Actually, can you tell the chef that it was amazing? I loved how incredible it tasted,” you explained, and Kevin smiled brightly, nodding. “I promise I’ll do it. Jacob gets so happy when he receives recognition, I’m sure it’s going to brighten his day,” nodding at you, he took your empty tray back to the counter.

Quickly saving your paper on your computer, you turned your head to the side to stare at the barista, smiling as you noticed him disappearing in the back as he called his friend’s name.

“Jacob!” Kevin spoke as he wiped his wet hands on his apron, his friend slightly flinching as the voice filled the silence he was used to working in. “Are we out of something?” the baker worriedly asked, and Kevin shook his head, a chuckle escaping from his mouth. “No, no, I’m just doing my job, being a messenger,” Jacob slightly frowned and stopped spreading yolk on the biscuits. “One of my friends, Y/N, came and ate the mille-feuille you made this morning. She said that it was excellent, and she wanted me to tell you,” Kevin explained, and the baker blinked a few times, the tip of his ears getting progressively red as he processed his friend’s words. “Thank you, I appreciate it,” the baker replied with a smile, peeking out of the back office to try and get a look at the customers. “Is she still there?” he asked, and Kevin peered closer, shaking his head as your seat was now found empty.

Jacob nodded and went back to work, a bit disappointed to not have been able to see you, hence the pout forming onto his face, but he was touched that someone complimented him on his skills. Of course, it was his job after all, but it always felt nice to receive compliments and validation that what you do is fantastic. Jacob wasn’t the most confident person in the world, so your words only brought him the daily dose of happiness and the credits he deserved.

You came back the next week, the atmosphere of the café had changed into something quite hectic, almost stressing you out when you came here to relax and chill out from your day at uni. Now that your project was done and submitted, you had some hours to kill before meeting up with some friends. Without even noticing, you arrived in the middle of rush hour, people jostling one another to get some pastries or a quick coffee before going back to work. You had to put back into place a businessman that tried to overtake you to place his order, feeling your heart hammering in your chest while doing so. The excuse of being in a rush didn’t persuade you, riposting that you also had to go somewhere so he went back behind you, breathing out of frustration to make you feel guilty, but it didn’t work. You only rolled your eyes and waited, smirking to yourself as the man behind you gave up and left, cussing.

A hand settled the pastries in the window display in a rush, people massing together to decide on their order. Kevin was all over the place but still an angel, a tired yet bright smile adorning his face. Once it was your turn, a man walked behind your friend and recognised the thin hands that placed the pastries in front of you a few minutes earlier. “Jacob? We ran out of chocolate chip cookies, we need a new batch asap, bro. We’re selling them like hot cakes.Y/N, hi, the usual?” Kevin said, and you looked up at the name, the baker stopping in his tracks and nodded, a tired look on his face. Kevin seized the opportunity to grab a chocolate croissant from the tray his friend was holding, wrapping it in a napkin.

Your eyes connected with Jacob’s for a second, his light brown pupils holding something warm and gentle towards you. He wiped the flour off his apron before quickly looking back at you, pushing the strands of hair away from his eyes before replacing his baker cap. He looked in great need of sleep, the bags under his eyes enhancing the empathy you had for him. He was handsome and adorable at the same time, your heart not being able to choose what side to fall for. The baker tiredly nodded at his friend’s request and disappeared, hearing him hastily get back to work.

“Oh uhm, yes, please,” you stammered, and Kevin smirked, humming in agreement, and typed on his screen. You shyly cleared your throat as your friend probably understood your train of thoughts since you weren’t so discrete in observing the baker, but thankfully, he didn’t raise it.

Once the rush hour had calmed down, and the coffee shop quieted down again, just like it was when you came last time, Kevin took his break with Jacob. The manager took over, leaving the two employees time to take a much-needed break and breathe for a while, gathering enough energy to make it to the end of the afternoon.

“It was her that complimented your mille-feuille,” Kevin revealed as he motioned to your table with a nod, where you were happily calling a friend and munching on the pastry the barista had placed on your tray.

Jacob followed his friend’s finger, and an honest, tired smile emerged on his face when he noticed how bright and sunny you looked. You looked so soft and nice to have around, making the baker wonder how it was to have a conversation with you. Eyes turning into crescent moons as you laughed at one of your friend’s joke, you failed to notice the employee looking in your direction, his colleague observing him out of the corner of his eye while sipping his iced americano.

“She’s pretty, right?” Kevin mumbled, but Jacob didn’t hear him. “What did you say?” The pastry chef mindlessly asked, gaze trailing on your figure. “Y/N. She’s pretty, don’t you think?” Jacob’s eyes widened and stared back at his friend, who was giggling. “It’s okay, I’ll keep it a secret,” the barista nudged his tired friend in the ribs, finishing his drink. “You better,” his colleague finished his coffee, throwing the paper cup in a bin before going back to work, leaving a chuckling Kevin behind. “Why do I feel like cupid out of a sudden?” the barista mumbled to himself, a smirk appearing on his face as he stood up and went back inside.

The next week, as you hung around, you felt the same way of tension as soon as you stepped into the café as last time. Jacob was surprisingly serving customers, juggling between the coffees and the pastries baking in the back office. “H-hi!” you greeted Jacob, and he slightly froze at your word, greeting you with a bright smile. You were surprised when he didn’t even ask for your order, getting straight to work and wishing him a nice day as you walked to your usual seat. However, as you took your first sip, you felt your stomach churn and a disgusting taste landing on your throat. Shivers travelled down your spine as you swallowed the bitter liquid you recognised that belonged to the iced americano. A wave of memories invaded your mind as you remembered how terrible it tasted once you took a sip from your ex’s drink, who was addicted to this type of beverage.

Jacob got your order wrong, and you swallowed thickly several times, pondering if it were a good idea to add more stress to the poor baker’s shoulders by pointing at his mistake, but you couldn’t bring yourself to drink this no matter how hard you tried. You stood up and walked to the side of the counter, waiting for the people to get served before you caught the baker’s attention. You started to calmly explain the uncomfortable situation you were in to the barista, his ears became bright red as another customer came and seemed to have your drink in your hand. The customer got extremely mad as he was apparently in a rush, yelling and cursing at the baker.

“You are paid for doing this, how could you make an order wrong? It’s not that difficult!” the man exclaimed, and you noticed Jacob’s eyes darkening. You knew that he wanted to talk back to the customer, but he didn’t plan on getting fired, so he just listened and nodded. “Jacob, don’t worry I can wait, serve him first,” you said before walking back to the table after offering him a smile, noticing him nodding again and take the two drinks that you and the other man laid on the counter.

The baker cleared his throat as he arrived a few minutes later with your correct order and a slice of chocolate cake.

“I’m sorry for giving you the wrong order. I am the only one here because Kevin is on holiday and my manager was supposed to come, but he left me in the lurch. So… I’m a bit stressed out,” Jacob explained quickly, earning a reassuring smile from him. He swallowed thickly but felt a wave of relief crash onto him as you didn’t look mad at all. “It’s okay, Jacob, it’s human to make mistakes. If it were another drink, I wouldn’t have said anything but I really can’t drink strong coffee. Thank you for the pastry, and uhm… good luck for today?” you said as he stood up, his tired eyes shining with thankfulness as he got back behind the counter. You quickly enjoyed your food and left after trying to wave at him timidly, but sadly, he didn’t notice you.

When you visited the café on the other days, he disappeared again in the back office, Kevin taking back the lead. There, with your caramel macchiato in hand, you started daydreaming about the pastry chef, his dreamy hands and beauteous face. You imagined romantic dates and activities you could do together, such as baking you new pastries before offering them at the coffee shop or even spending a day at the park together, a lost yet gentle smile on your face.

Everything about him made you dream. He exuded comfort, fondness, and warmth, his eyes always pearly with delight. Even a blind man would not have missed how amazing and passionate he is when it came to baking. You once overheard a conversation between him and Kevin, talking about a new receipt he found on the internet and how excited he was to try it out. His soft voice never failed to make you smile, his fluffy hair making you wonder how soft it was and how good it’d feel if you carded your fingers through his locks as you hugged him.

It was undeniable and inevitable, you had tried to deny those feelings during the past few weeks, but you couldn’t reject the fact that you had a massive crush on Jacob. Kevin gently teased you about this when his friend appeared, making sure to say his name aloud to catch your attention when you sat at a table, only to watch him quickly find a hiding place. You also wished you would see him more often, feeling quite defeated to see him escape your gaze as soon as he saw you. With the number of times you came to the coffee shop and saw your friend, your crush’s brief appearances weren’t enough to fulfil your little heart’s happiness. You wanted more of him, but, much to your dismay – and secretly Jacob’s – you didn’t know what to do.

“Ah Y/N! I talked with my girlfriend today, and I was wondering if I could adopt one of the puppies? I showed her the pictures you sent me, and she is all over the moon for this one,” Kevin said as he placed your order on the tray, quickly getting his phone out after checking whether some customers were waiting or not. “Yeah, no problem!” you smiled as you recognised the crazy, adventurous one. “I asked the vet, and he told me that they are old enough to be adopted. Is it okay if you come with your girlfriend within the next few days? I can’t wait for you to have one, they are precious!” you exclaimed but calmed instantly, heart hammering in your chest as your lovely baker appeared from the back office, visibly in a bad mood. He didn’t even glance at you, his attitude sent a pang in your heart, but Kevin just shook his head, winking at you. “Can we come tonight to your place? I’m excited to meet my future baby boy!” Kevin made sure that his friend heard, noticing that he was listening carefully yet discreetly, hence his movements coming suddenly to a halt. The barista gave you a knowing smile and kept on chatting with you as if nothing happened.

That night, someone knocked at your door, and you excitedly walked to the main entrance, happily greeting the couple, and welcoming them in, eyes widening as Jacob had tagged along.

“What a great surprise!” you awkwardly mumbled, and he nodded, his smile outshining the sun as you let them all inside. Kevin and his girlfriend were quick to follow the yaps of your dogs to her newborns, leaving you with Jacob, who was quick to grab your wrist gently to make you stay with him. You mindlessly smiled, but deep down, you were sure that Kevin did this on purpose.

“I couldn’t help but hear your conversation with Kevin, and I’ve always loved dogs, and since yours gave birth, I wanted to see them,” he explained, and you smiled, heart hammering in your chest. “Yeah no worries, you are welcome here! Let’s go see them before they steal all the puppies.”

With Jacob on your heels, you went to the spare room that became your dog’s nursery, the couple already cooing at the black puppy as you slowly opened the door.

“Look how proud she is,” his girlfriend said, looking at you with twinkling eyes. Your dog walked up to you, tail wagging as she got all the attention on her and the puppies. Since your dog only allowed you to reach inside the box, you were quick to lift the only black puppy out of the four and placed it in your friend’s arms. “I named him Squishy, I had no inspiration for the names,” you giggled as Kevin pet its belly, the puppy trying to lick his finger.

You brought everyone to the living room, where you offered your guests some drinks and started talking together. Your friend’s girlfriend was adorable, over the moon with the dog, just like Kevin had predicted it. Jacob was more on the reserved side, just like at the café, your dog climbing up the couch to rest her head on his thigh, asking for caresses. You felt a sense of betrayal rushing through your veins as she preferred a perfect stranger over you, retrieving her head every time you tried to pet her. Your dog looked at you almost with a mocking look, as if she wanted to show you that she dared to go up to him, unlike you.

It was getting late, but you were having fun, the couple confirming that they adopted the puppy. You helped packing everything necessary for the puppy and got ready to leave, thanking you for your kindness and hospitality. You were happy but felt a bit sad that someone already adopted one of the puppies. It was hard not to get attached to those cute little creatures, but you were reassured that he’d be treated like a king by living with your friends.

Jacob, on the other hand, was stuck on the couch as your dog prevented him from doing the slightest movement.

“She is quite stubborn,” Jacob shyly giggled as he tried to move his leg, only to have the dog whining and yapping. “Luna, stop! Let Jacob go, now!” you walked up to the couch, and she fled, strolling away from you each time you tried to get closer to her.

After many unsuccessful attempts, you managed to lure her into the nursery, shutting the door shut and she barked, but the apartment was quick to fall in silence.

“Finally,” you said as you went back to the living room, where Jacob was quietly admiring the photos on the wall. He gave you a quick smile and went back to his observations, you standing next to him with a slightly embarrassed smile. “It was nice to come here, but I’ll still reconsider my choices. I don’t want to decide on a whim, I wanna make sure that I’m settled and ready to welcome a puppy.” You nodded at his words, throwing him a reassuring gaze. “I completely understand, Jacob. You can take all the time you need. I’m planning on keeping one anyway, so if you change your mind, you can always come and visit,” you said, and an awkward silence installed around you two, Jacob scratching his neck as he avoided your gaze.

“Y-you know. I enjoy… what you bake, really, and I can’t wait for your next pastries,” you shyly mumbled to the man in front of you, who looked up with red adorning his cheeks. “I’m touched by what you’re telling me, thank you so much,” he said and quickly looked outside before inhaling and turning back to you.

“I’m going to go, but… I was wondering Y/N… y-you know, you’ve been friends with Kevin for a while and come around the café regularly, so I was wondering if we could also hang out, but you know… only the two of us? Maybe without Kevin?” Jacob was finding his words, thickly swallowing as he tried his best to tell you what he wanted. You giggled at the way he said things, imagining Kevin on his own while you were together. “Sure! Sure thing! You probably have a hectic schedule, but we can find something that works for the two of us?” you suggested, and he smiled, taking out his phone from his jeans pocket, holding the device with a nervous grip.

“Can I get your number, then? It’s gonna be easier to communicate rather than you coming around the café all the time. I- It’s not what I mean though, I really like having you around the shop, but you know, it’d be easier for the two of us,” you both shyly giggled as he messed up, the tip of his ears glowing bright red.

You were quick to enter your number in a new contact, confirming it before returning the phone to its owner, who gave you the warmest smile you had ever seen on his face.

“I’ll call you tomorrow then,” Jacob said as you walked him to the door, him thanking you just like your friends did. “Drive safe,” you whispered, and he nodded, giving you a soft smile before getting closer to you and softly pressing his lips on your cheek.

Your eyes widened at the sudden display of affection but smiled, feeling a wave of embarrassment invading your body. You waved at him until the elevator arrived, closing the front door with your heart pounding in your chest, doing a little dance of joy in the corridor as something concrete was starting to form between the two of you.

And the best was still yet to come. ♡

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the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter nineteen

A/N: just like the previous chapter, this one took so long to write. mostly bc, yet again, it is a lot of dialogue. but this chapter was super fun to write. i love anything to do with max, even if i kinda hate him lol hope you guys enjoy this one. let me know what you think. and please, if you do like this chapter, feel free to reblog it. that way, more ppl can see my work. i appreciate you all and thank you for all the love and support <3

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taglist: @far-to-many-bands , @idfk-tbh-oops , @muted-mayham , @ughwhyislifesohard , @justtanerd , @ashyoungxblood , @cmburgos

trigger warning: cursing, mentions of cheating, blood drinking, vampire biting, mentions/showings of manipulation, max is a little shit and he ain't even physically in this chapter irl lol

word count: 4339

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My emotions were all out of whack, and I stayed by Colby's side the rest of the night after my ‘date’ with Max. Colby kept me close, cuddling me any chance he got. By the time we both went to bed, I felt calm for the first time in hours. I didn't tell him that I knew about Max's powers; I didn't need him to get more upset. My dreams remained calm that night, and I was able to sleep deep for the first time in a while. I woke up well past two P.M. the next day, deciding to shower and then go to my apartment quickly to get more clothes and do some laundry.

In the daylight, I felt safe. But the darkness of night allowed the true monsters to come out.

A slight positive was that I had an early shift at the bar and instead of closing, I was going to be coming in for the dinner shift. This was usually mine and Ronnie's favorite time; no one really came in so we would just fuck around and do whatever, usually playing pool or darts. I wasn't too excited about the idea of seeing Ronnie though, since every time I saw her, she asks about my vampire escapades.

How am I supposed to explain to her that I have two Elder vampires weirdly infatuated with me and one of them threatened me into going on a date with them?

My only option anymore is to lie, and I hate doing that, even if her questions were annoying.

As I got ready for work, I realized that Colby was still asleep from the night before. Before I left, I tried waking him, but all he did was groan and roll over.

"Don't worry about him. He does that sometimes." Sam spoke, appearing in the open doorway.

I replied. "What, stay asleep for over 12 hours?"

"Yeah. Apparently, he used to be like that when he was human too. He usually only does that when he's stressed out." Sam informed.

"And what could he possibly be stressed from?" I joked dryly.

I left the Trapp Haus after that, getting into my car and driving to Vampiro. When I got to work, Roger greeted me.

"Wait, I thought Ronnie was supposed to be in today?" I puzzled.

Roger shook his head. "Nope, she called out last minute. So, I guess you won't be lazying around today."

I scoffed dramatically. "I never lazy around, I'm just... thoroughly finishing my tasks."

He squinted his eyes at me, smiling bitterly. "Right. Start by thoroughly restocking the bar, please."

My shift went by painstakingly slow. Only about fifteen customers were in the whole time I was there, all of which nursed their drink to the point of adulthood. I texted Colby, wondering if he had finally woken up yet. He saw my message but didn't respond. That wasn't totally unlike him, but I decided to call him since I was bored and on my break. My call went straight to voicemail.

"That's strange." I mumbled to myself.

Two hours later, I was finally done with work, getting off at just before midnight. I was excited to finally get back to the Trapp Haus and see Colby again. I drove home as quickly as I could, parking my car in the back lot behind the club. The usual line to get into the Trapp Haus was there, so I went to the back and banged on the secret door, waiting for Kevin to open it.

A different pair of eyes stared down at me through the slot, the caramel color turning red once he noticed me. "Password."

I stared blankly back. "Mike, just let me in."

He rolled his eyes hard, slamming the slot shut and ripping the door open, but not wide enough for me to come in. "You didn't say the password, I can't let you in."

I groaned. “Mike, stop playing around. I just want to get upstairs and change.”

“Why? Do you have somewhere else to be?” He accused.

I furrowed my brows. “No...? I just want to get out of my work clothes.”

“Don't you have an apartment you can go to? You don't live here.” He grunted.

I hummed, placing my hands on my hips. “Right, like Colby would let me go back to my apartment while Max is still in town.”

Mike pursed his lips. “I don't think he cares about you anymore.”

I scowled, stepping up to him. “What the fuck are you talking about? Just let me in.”

I tried to push past Mike, but he pressed me against the doorway, trapping me between his arms.

“After everything he has done for you, you went out and betrayed him? You're disgusting. I knew the moment you came into our lives you were gonna be trouble, I just didn't realize how much,” Mike sneered, glaring down at me harshly. “Just know, the moment he says I can... you're history. In more ways than one.”

“Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?” I hissed.

He growled into my ear. “A bitch.”

“If you don't move your arms this second, you're gonna find out what it feels like to have a stake through your dick.” I threatened, staring into his eyes.

He smirked, sucking his teeth, and letting his arms fall loosely to his side. I slid through into the club, looking back at Mike with an angry glance. As I traveled up the stairs into the VIP section, I saw Kevin behind the bar making drinks. He didn’t notice me until Mike slid in next to him, muttering something. They both looked up at me, Mike’s eyes glaring with intensity. Kevin’s weren’t as intense, but his emotions showed through his body language: glancing away hastily and lowering his head. I huffed, confused, walking through the VIP section and into Kevin's office. Closing the door, the music thumped off the walls making the room feel like it was vibrating as I went to the apartment.

What the fuck is up with them tonight?

As I entered the apartment, I locked eyes with everyone; their conversations coming to a halt at my arrival. Jake and Sam's eyes fell to the floor, Tara turned away awkwardly, and Kat stood up but didn't move towards me.

“So, what's going on?” I commented.

No one spoke as the muffled music from the club downstairs filled the silence.

“Okay...” I whispered awkwardly.

I strolled towards Colby's room and opened his door. I dropped my bag, my eyes widened, at the scene in front of me.

His room looked ransacked. His mattress was flipped over, all of his clothes were on the floor, and his night table was on its side.

“What the fuck happened?” I squeaked.

“Colby... trashed his room.” Jake stated quietly.

“Why would he do that?” I questioned.

“Don't act like you don't know.” Sam answered, his voice bitter.

I retorted. “Okay, I'm seriously done with everyone giving me the cold shoulder today. What the fuck is going on?”

“You cheated on him.” Kat revealed.

I gasped. “What?”

“You... cheated on Colby. That's what he told us.” Tara responded.

“When the hell did he say that?” I asked.

“An hour or so after you left for work. He woke up and... went off,” Sam added, standing up and walking towards me. “He told us how he watched you leave when everyone went to bed and he followed you to Bloody. That's when he saw you and Max on the dance floor and-”

I cut him off. “Hold up, you think I would cheat on Colby with Max?”

“He watched you cheat. You let Max drink from you... among other things.” Jake muttered.

“So, when do we plan to kick the cheater out? Can I help her pack?” Mike grinned, sauntering into the apartment with Kevin.

I ignored him, replying quickly. “I slept here last night. I didn't go anywhere! I was here when we all woke up. Sam, you would know.”

“We were all tired after yesterday’s events. You could have easily left.” Sam remarked.

“Without you noticing? And if Max drank from me, where’s the bitemark? Do you see one?” I showed off my neck dramatically.

Sam gulped. “Well… maybe Colby just thought Max bit you.”

“Plus, Max could have healed you.” Mike shrugged.

“So, you’re saying that either Colby saw me get bit but didn’t see me get healed, or he didn’t see that happen at all? Which one is it?” I exhaled, continuing. “Also, let’s be honest, Bloody’s line is crazy long. I would have had to wait all night to get in.”

Mike disagreed. “Max could easilyget you in.”

“But then how did Colby get in then?” I inquired.

He shrugged, scoffing, then getting closer to me. “Who cares? Why are you trying to beat around the bush? Just be honest and admit that you cheated.”

“I didn't cheat! I would never cheat on Colby. I lov- I care about him.” I choked out, feeling tears well up in my eyes.

“Well, you obviously did something with Max to upset him. Maybe that's why you so easily went on the date with him yesterday.” Mike quipped.

“Mike, you weren't even here! It was not an easy decision to go on a date with Max. I only went because he threatened to kill Sam and Colby. You think I like having two different Elders up my ass all the time and putting you guys in danger?! How heartless do you think I am?!” I sobbed, my heart pounding as tears streaked down my cheeks.

Mike’s eyes glowed crimson as he stepped up to me, chest-to-chest. “Enough to cheat on Colby.”

“Woah, Mike. Relax.” Sam grabbed Mike’s arm pulling him back, Kevin following suit.

I paused, catching my breath and wiping my tears. “I didn't cheat. I was asleep the whole night. I wasn't bitten by Max, and if I was, do you really think he would let me waltz back home? You do remember what happens when vampires drink my blood, right? They get crazy powerful. You’d think he would let me leave?”

Mike exhaled. “Okay, so maybe Max didn’t drink from you. But you two definitely did something. Why would Colby lie?”

“I don't know. But I know for a fact I'm not lying,” I spat. “Where the hell is Colby anyway?”

Mike snickered darkly. “We're not telling you.”

“Good, because that solves all our problems.” I deadpanned.

“Cameras.” Sam murmured.

“Cameras? What cameras?” Kevin chimed in.

“When Max and Rinaldi came into town, Colby told me to install cameras in your apartment and here as well. Just in the living room, of course,” Sam continued. “That way we would know if they tried to break in.”

“Check the cameras. It'll show I was here the whole night.” I assured.

Mike rebutted coldly. “Or show you left.”

Sam grabbed his laptop, scrolling around until he found the footage from last night. He placed it down on the kitchen counter, all of us crowding around the screen.

“We went to bed around midnight. So I'll start from there.” Sam explained.

The clock at the bottom of the screen started at 12:10:08, fast forwarding at 4x speed. The lights in the apartment were out, casting dark shadows in the living room. By the time it got to 2:13:56, that's when Colby's bedroom door swung open.

Mike chuckled. “See, I knew you-”

Kevin interrupted. “Shut up, Mike. It's not Jade.”

Stumbling in the dark was Colby, eyes closed. He walked into the middle of the living room and then stood in between the couches.

“What the fuck...?” Sam uttered.

My mouth fell open as an orange glow appeared around him. No one else reacted, the aura only visible to my eyes.

Someone was controlling Colby last night. The same person that tried to control my dreams.

We all watched in awe as Colby stood in that spot with his eyes closed for three hours. He didn't move, except a slight swaying back and forth. Finally at 5:34:48, Colby slowly stumbled back to bed. Not a moment later, Sam came out of his room and went to the bathroom.

“It was Max…” I whispered, breathless.

“How do you-?” Sam began.

I interjected, leaning against the counter. “Yesterday, way before Max came over, I had a dream about him. It was overelaborated and unlike anything I've ever dreamed of before. Max tried to drink my blood in that dream too. The thing is, it wasn't me he was drinking from. It was like a version of me. Like I was supposed to be experiencing the dream, but I wasn't. I was just watching it happen.

“Because his powers don't work on you. So instead of being forced to dream, you watched it.” Sam guessed.

“Colby had an orange aura around him for three hours. That's the same aura I had around me when I woke up from that nightmare.” I remembered.

“But how did Max get Colby to dream? He wasn’t in the apartment.” Jake argued.

I shook my head. “I don't know. He could have been buildings away from us. But he was controlling Colby, I know that for certain. Who else can do that besides him and his brother?”

“So Max made Colby dream about you cheating...” Kat trailed off.

I assumed sharply. “To break us up. To cause a problem. Who knows? It’s all a game to him anyway.”

Kevin announced. “Colby's at the abandon warehouse. The one you learned to fight in. It’s a couple blocks away if you want me to drive.”

“No, I'll go by myself. I have to talk to him alone anyway.” I dissented, walking towards the door.

“Wait, Jade.” Sam called, stopping me in my tracks. “I think I speak for everyone when I say, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have thought that way about you.”

“It’s okay. I understand. Colby is your family first. Of course you’re gonna believe him.” I smiled sadly.

“It still doesn’t make up for what we did to you…” Sam turned his head towards Mike. “Don't you have something to say to her?”

“What?! You just apologized!” Mike exclaimed.

Tara corrected. “Yeah, but you were the worst, so you need to do a separate apology.”

“Um... okay then.” Mike stepped up, clearing his throat. “Sorry you're not as terrible of a person as I thought you were.”

Kevin groaned. “Mike-”

“No, it's fine.” I raised my hand at Kevin, glaring at Mike. “I don't really care what you think of me, Mike. You obviously dislike me, regardless of this situation. Why pretend you're actually sorry?”

I strutted out of the apartment without hearing another word. I rushed out of the club as fast as I could, leaving out the back door. As I jumped into my car, all I could think of was how terrible Colby must be feeling. I saw what happened to him in the past. How he wasn't comfortable trusting people. I know how difficult it was for Colby to trust me, to let me in. Now, Max ruined it all in one fucking sitting. Like this was some sort of game to him.

Because it was.

Going over the speed limit multiple times, I got to the warehouse in five minutes. I swung the warehouse door open, noticing one light on in the whole place, all the way in the middle. I saw a dark figure moving, knowing it to be Colby.

As I got closer, I could see he was on the worn-out mat, the one I had fought on before. He was hitting the single punching bag over and over again. He was shirtless, sweat dripping down his back and chest. His hair clung to his face, his usual light blue streaks now a dark navy. His breathing was short and harsh. The headphones on his ears were playing loud music, sounding a bit like screamo.

I stayed outside the square mat. “Are you picturing that punching bag as me?”

Colby stopped abruptly, ripping his headphones off. His eyes flashed red as he saw me, glancing away quickly.

“No,” He inhaled, placing the headphones down on the table next the mat. “I would never hurt you. Max, however...”

“I'm surprised you heard me through that music.” I marveled sarcastically.

He bit his bottom lip. “I knew you here the moment you pulled up. I could smell you.”

“Oh. Guess I can't sneak up on you.” I joked, nervously smiling.

He sighed. “Did you want something?”

“Colby,” I shuddered, wringing my hands. “I need you to know I didn't-”

His dejected laugh cut me off. “Please don't tell me they told you where I was so you could come out here and lie to me. You wasted your time.”

“I'm not lying. Colby, I didn't-” I started again.

He jumped in. “You know, with how much you freaked out after you came home from your date, I figured you were scared of Max. That you hated him. But I guess you were just pretending and waiting until you could go back to him.”

My voice quivered. “I am scared of Max. And I hate him just as much as you do, if not more now.”

Colby’s words boomed off the vacant walls of the warehouse. “You have a weird way of showing it then! Letting him kiss you and drink your blood in the middle of-”

I exploded, stepping onto the mat. “I didn't cheat Colby! He's manipulating you!”

“How?! How is he doing that?!” He belted, his face close to mine.

“His power is dream manipulation.” I confessed.

His breath hitched for a moment. “How do you know that?”

“Yesterday. He made me dream about him.” I admitted, looking down at the ground.

“About him doing what?” He questioned.

“He made me dream about him drinking my blood and dancing with him. But it wasn't me. It was like a movie.” I mentioned, “I can only imagine if his powers fully worked on me, maybe it would have felt real…”

“So, he made me dream about you cheating on me? Right.” Colby crossed his arms tightly, turning away from me.

“You said he bit me. Colby, where did he bite me?” I asked desperately.

“On your neck.” He stated.

“Okay, then where is the mark? It wouldn't have healed in less than 24 hours.” I contended.

He scrunched up his face, his eyes falling to my neck. “Well, maybe he healed you.”

“Did you see him heal me?” I queried.

“No. But that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have.” He disagreed, a slight whine in his voice.

I rolled my eyes. “Okay Colby, how did you get into Bloody? The line for that club is long as hell.”

“I… I got in, why are you questioning me about it?” He complained.

I frowned. “Well, then how did I get in?”

He slightly shrugged. “Max... I guess.”

“Did you see him get me into the club? How did you know I was there?” I expressed, moving closer to him.

“…I must have followed you. I just don’t remember.” He insisted.

I breathed, holding back my frustration. “Alright. So, you woke up and saw me leave.”

“Yeah.” He nodded.

I requested. “How did I get to the club?”

“What?” Colby scowled.

“How did I get to the club?” I repeated. “Bloody is far away from the Trapp Haus. Did I drive? Was I picked up? Did I walk?”

“I-I don’t remember.” He stammered.

“Then how did you follow me? How did you know I was sneaking out to go to Bloody in the first place? It’s not like I would have told you I was leaving.” I interrogated, my voice unwavering.

“Stop,” Colby barked. “I-I know what I saw.”

“What exactly do you remember?” I commanded.

“I woke up to see you leave. Then, I was at Bloody. You were there with him. And then he kissed you. And then he bit you.” He recited, pointing on his fingers.

“So you don’t remember leaving the apartment, following me, or how you and I got into Bloody. And you don’t know why I don’t have a bitemark on my neck,” I addressed, treading closer. “Why don’t you remember anything else?”

“W-Why does it matter?” He stuttered, his voice rising.

“Max made you dream about me cheating to break us up. I don't know why, but that's what he wanted!” I protested, staring into his eyes.

“It couldn’t have been a dream!” He exclaimed.

Colby clutched his head abruptly, his knees buckling under his weight. I dropped down, following him.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I plead, my voice trembling.

“Fuck, my head! It’s pounding. It’s like someone threw a cinderblock at my skull.” He moaned loudly.

“Colby, let’s get you back to the apartment,” I suggested. “We can get you help, and there’s proof I’m not lying. The cameras that film the living room... I never left the apartment.”

“But I know what I saw! You. Y-You cheated on me.” He whimpered, glancing up at me.

I shook my head, tears threatening to spill. “I didn't. I would never, Colby. I know you. And you know me. I would never do that to you.”

“It feels real. I can feel myself being at Bloody. And seeing you with him…” He panted, his eyes lost in thought.

“Colby, if Max really did drink my blood… why would he let me go? My blood makes any vampire more powerful. Why would he let me leave?” I emphasized.

Colby stared at the mat, wide-eyed. Suddenly, he let out a loud yelp, gripping the sides of his head firmly and squeezing his eyes shut. I bent down, bringing my face close to his and lightly rubbing his shoulders. He inhaled deeply, veins popping out from under his eyes as they sprung open, glowing crimson. His fangs extended as we both jumped back.

“I’m so sorry, Jade. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I haven’t drank in a while and your blood is too much.” Colby warned.

I exhaled. “Why?”

“I… don’t know. I just feel like I can’t, that I’m not allowed.” He hesitantly spoke, confused at his own words.

“Colby, it’s his powers over you.” I blurted, crawling to him, “Drink my blood.”

He stuck his arm out, urging me back. “What? No. Absolutely not.”

“Colby, you need to drink. And maybe my blood will break his power over you.” I shoved his arm out the way.

“No, baby. I can't drink it.” He shook his head aggressively.

“Yes, you can. Drink my blood, Colby.” I demanded.

He hissed, the veins under his eyes darkening. “Jade, no.”

“Just drink my blood-”

Colby grabbed the back of my head, pulling me in and biting into me forcefully. I winced and gasped, the pain of his bite stinging for a moment. But suddenly, it melted away, a light, dull pleasure forming in its wake. I gripped his forearms, trying to keep my body upright. His hold on me tightened, bringing me closer into his mouth. A soft moan fell from my lips.

“Colby...” I whispered.

He pulled away quickly, keeping me in his arms. My vision was a bit cloudy, everything moving too fast for my eyes to keep up.

His aura appeared, brighter and larger than I had ever seen it before. It stayed entirely around himself, however, never encompassing me. His eyes closed for a moment as it faded out. “I... should have never doubted you, Jade. You were right.”

He brought his wrist to his mouth, biting into it and pushing it near me. His blood oozed down his wrist slowly. “Take some of my blood.”

“Whaaaat? Nooo.” I grumbled, shaking against his hold softly.

“Do you wanna keep bleeding and feeling light-headed or not?” He deadpanned.

I half-shrugged, allowing his wrist to connect to my lips. I opened my mouth and let his blood slip in, the metallic taste making me gag. But that taste only lasted a second, changing into a sweet, unknown flavor. I sucked his blood down, my hands pushing the back of his wrist further into my mouth. Suddenly, he pulled his wrist away, his bite wound healing up immediately.

I blinked my eyes, my vision returning to normal and the light-headedness dissipating. “Woah, your blood is fast-acting.”

“I could say the same for yours.” He chuckled quietly.

Colby stood up, helping me to my feet as I sighed. “So... you saw that it was a dream?”

His tone dripped with disgust. “Yeah. It felt like... Max was in my ear, telling me what to dream. And I believed it to be true.”

“Max never set foot in the apartment. He did all of it being somewhere else.” I noted.

“It's terrifying to know he can possibly do this again.” He snarled, his fist white knuckling.

“Everything about this day has made me sick.” I croaked.

He cupped my waist and pulled me in, making our eyes meet. “I'm so sorry, Jade. I should have believed you. I should have never doubted your loyalty to me. I know you would never cheat.”

“He’s an Elder, Colby. You didn’t have a choice. It's alright.” I reassured, placing my hands on his shoulders.

Colby shook his head. “No, it's not. I know who you are as a person. You're my girlfriend, and I should have known-”

“Girlfriend?” I choked out.

“Yeah. I-I mean, I would be honored to be your boyfriend, if you would allow me.” His voice falling to a low tone, “I should have asked sooner, to be honest.”

I remained silent, still shocked at his words.

Girlfriend. He wants me to be his girlfriend…

He cut in. “I understand if you don't want to be-”

“I never said that.” I giggled.

He raised his eyebrows gently. “So...?”

“Sure. I guess.” I teased, biting my lip.

Colby smiled, his dimples appearing briefly, as he leaned in and kissed me deeply.

<< CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 20 >>

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ssavanessa22 · 4 years ago

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Bad blood

Warnings: racism, hate crime, cannon type violence, kinda but not really smutty so like 16+ as always if I missed someone pls tell me !

A/n the girls of Wattpad really liked this one so I hope you all enjoy as well!

"Y/N you and Reid are going to lead this interview even though you are together make a great team and I think you can crake him are you guys okay with that?"

Spencer and I looked and each other and smiled in unison we replied.

"Yes we are more than okay with that"

Spencer and I have been together for 2 years 324days and 6 hours well that's what he said to me when I woke up next him laying of his bare chest, even though we basically spend every day together we still needed uno special time together and oh was it special. Before we told hotch about our relationship we were able to be in the field together until one time I thought Spence died and then I started crying and it was a whole big thing but now are months not working together we got to do what we both love and with each other.

Before we walked into the interrogation room together Spence turned to me and said.

"Are you sure your okay to do this, you don't have to if you don't want to this case is close to you even if he didn't hurt your family"

This unsub was committing hate crime murders for the last nine months pretending to go on dates with balck women then brutally murder them, Garcia found his manifesto online called "the eradication of all unpure women" it took Kevin who was with her at the time to calm her down as she had to read it out loud I felt bad for her but everyone else felt bad for me. Was looking at me in that moment I wished more than ever to be where Tara was right now, interviewing a child rapist.

I replied to Reid whilst plastering on a fake smile,

"Spencer I'm gonna be fine if anything these women looking like me being like me makes me wanna catch this motherfucker even more"

He smiled and gently kissed me before we both walked in.

"Tyler Walker do you know hey your here"

He ignored my question then Spencer asked the same one only then did he reply.

"Tyler if I'm going to be in here you need to speak to both of us" I sternly replied

"Well if your gonna bring you boyfriend in here since you clearly can't do this on you own them I'm gonna talk to the man here if you'd don't mind"

Spencer interjected saying

"Tyler we found the hearts of all the women murdered in you home why were they in there?"

I don't know I didn't touch them"

He didn't ask if you touched them we asked what you did to those girls" I sternly said.

"You know what If you want to know what I hypothetically would have done to those women I tell you, but only little miss chocolate in the room and only her."

Before Reid could protest I said "yeah sure let's talk"

Spencer's POV

As I walked to the door I gave y/n a reassuring smile she turned and gave me one back but her face was filled with anger and fear, she would never tell me this but she was scared. We didn't shy away from the topic of race within our relationship I read of lot of books and educated myself before I even started dating her I would never understand but I will always try my hardest to be there. And sometimes she just wanted to come home and cry let her emotions out about what it was like being black in American and that was okay as well because I love her.

"How do you think she's gonna do in there?" JJ asked reluctantly

"If I'm being honest I don't know"

Y/N's POV

I sat down trying to make myself look bigger and take up more space within the room than I actually did to encourage my self but in my head I was fucking shitting it.

"Okay we are alone now tell me"

"Just remember sweetheart this is all hypothetical I never did anything if the thing I am about it say" Tyler replied in a menacing tone

"Yes I know get on with it then"

The next 15 minutes felt like a blur, 15 minutes 900 seconds that's how long I heard Tyler speak about all the torcher he wanted to our women like me through half way he started to refer to the women with my name making me imagine him doing these Haines and despicable things to me. I think what was the worst part was that he was smiling whilst he describe these disgusting thing to me he smiled I felt violated and felt used and felt like he had infested my personal space chipping away at the emotional armour I developed whilst having this job.

Once he finished I was on the brink tears but I never going to show him that I left the room being met only by Spencer's face he was seething but I didn't care I just wanted him to hold me to tell me everything was going to be okay.

"Y/N it's okay your okay your other now" he said whilst soothing me.

"I just don't think I can get back in there-"

As I said that Derek stormed in took one look at me and brought me to his arms even though it wasn't Spencer it just felt right in the time to hug him he would understand the most out of the team what I was going through.

"Y/N I know you said you don't want to go back in there but he got him his prints were all over the bodies we found and he had the hearts of the victims he's going to go away for a long time but now you can tell him that take back your power Y/N"

"Ok I'll do it"

"Y/N are you sure you wanna do it this you don't have to?" Spencer said whilst searching my eyes for any fear I had.

I smirked at Spencer whilst he looked at me in confusion I replied.

"Nope I'm okay and I know just what I'm gonna talk about"

By this point the whole team was in the room

"Y/N are you okay love I heard what happened"

"I'm okay Emily but right now you get to watch me drag a white supremacist to filth."

I barged into the interrogation room not letting Tyler speak.

"Okay listen Up bird brain your already done for we found your prints all over the body and that were at your house so now this is just a formality"

"So if you think you've caught me why I am not in a jail cell right now? Hmm"

"You were so nice to me and described the rape, torture, murder and the disfigurement that you would do to me so now I'm just going to repay the favour"

"You know you were right about him being my boyfriend you know"

"so the lanky white one is you boyfriend, I've always said that pure breads shouldn't mix with you people"

"Tyler your going to prison for a very long time you racist rhetoric means nothing to me,but since you I have been so kind to me I am going to spend the next 15 no 20 minutes going in full detail about the amazing sex I had with my white boyfriend last night if we can fit it all in 20 minutes. We will just have to see won't we?"

Spencer's POV

My jaw had dropped to the floor when y/n said that I mean yes it would be hot for her to describe every single we did last night both of us have an eidetic memory so I know she remembers it all but in front of a racist unsub I had I was weirdly impressed and terrified at the same time.

"You don't think she's actually gonna do that?" I asked to the team in complete and utter shock

"Reid when was the last time y/n has ever lied to us?"

"Once JJ but she couldn't even go the whole day telling the lie she ended buying hotch a dozen of his favourite donuts even though she only ate one"

Derek and Emily started chuckling and said.

"That means she's not lying"

The unsub was seething with anger when y/n carried on speacking

" Tyler I didn't a little digging on you and I found out form you pervious girlfriends that apparently you can't put it up in one of you girlfriends exact words she says no matter how hard I tried he could never get hard"

"You don't know anything you slut"

"oop Tyler your using big words especially with someone who only has the education of a 5th grader"

But you know what Tyler lucky for you I have and eidetic memory I don't think you know what that is so I'm just gonna tell you... that means I remember everything so we're gonna have some fun together hmm"

20 minutes, 1200 seconds that's how long y/n spoke in detail about about sexual escapades from last night throughout these 20 minutes Derek started recording so he could send this back to Garcia. Light chuckles and laughs were heard here and there then oos and ahhs, then total shock was the look on everyone's face and a gasp coming from Garcia who Derek had patched in a phone call so she could listen too when y/n got to the last bit. I guess they just assumed because I'm the youngest apart from y/n and .... well I'm me that we would have a boring sex life but I guess we surprised them.

Y/N's POV

After I finished I wasted no time in leaving but before I did I said one more thing.

Tyler you are going to prison for a very long time you probably get life or even the death penalty so I want you to remember what I spoke to you about every single time you try your hardest to get it up every. Single. Time. I hope you know after your manny years in prison never getting to see the outside again and you die I will be sleeping soundly knowing you are burning in hell"

I walked out and the whole team was silent in utter shock of what I said then i realised I probably shouldn't have said any of that too an unsub.

" omg hotch I am so sorry that was completely inappropriate and unacceptable what I did in there and wasn't right at all I-"

"I'm sorry y/n I don't know what your talking about what did you say in there"

"What I just spent the last 20 minutes-"

Seriously y/n what are you talking about you went I told him what he was being charge for and you walked back out hun what are you talking about?"

Im what I'm so confused what?"

Then Spencer finally said

"Babe I know I can be dumb sometimes but please read the room"

I looked around still so confused until I finally realised.

Ohhhhh ok yeah yeah I get it now"

Okay but when are you are pretty boy releasing the sex tape cause I would like to pre order"

The whole teams was laughing including me and Spencer I replied simply with

"in your dreams Morgan in your dreams"

#wattpad #spencer ried smutt #ssavanessa22 #spencer walter reid #spencer reid x reader #cm #criminal minds #black stories #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid angst #spencer reid x y/n

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bangchanswolfpelt · 3 years ago

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yeahhhh you get me you GET me (i'm about to word vomit at you so i'm sorry in advance)

- i too have no romantic/sexual feelings towards seungkwan, he's simply My Boy i wanna be his best friend and fight people for him and peel him tangerines

- wonwoo is. *deep breath* he sure is. the joker performance. i-

- skz minho is just so CHAOTIC and i love that in a man, but channie is perfect bf material and hyunjin is so pretty and soft and talented???? and the long hair????? girl help (gender neutral)

- seungmin is like that... he seems so innocent and sweet until you notice how much he teases both stays and the members and let me tell you there was a Specific vlive where i went OOP 😳 but i can never find it ;w;

- PLSS hongjoongie was my bias until (and this is so shallow and hilarious) he cut his hair before kingdom. i don't like short-short hair on men like, attraction-wise (short-short hair's not really my thing unless it's a woman doing it) but black cat nero hongjoong had me in a vice grip and seonghwa with the curly longer black hair deja vu era is climbing up the ladder.

- if u didn't notice i really like long haired pretty boys. this may have been the catalyst for gyu coming dangerously close to toppling junnie as my txt bias during lover loser era. HE WORE A SHORT PLEATED SHIRT AND HAD LONG HAIR WITH HIGHLIGHTS AND I AM WEAK. I LOVE A PROUD ANDROGYNOUS LOOKING MAN SECURE IN HIS MASCULINITY

- also when hyunjin cut his hair i was devastated i went through the 5 stages of grief and invented 2 more (denial 2, astral projection)

- oh god, iu. iu is SO. god. my friends still make fun of me bc the day after i binged half of hotel the luna i spent the entire time explaining the plot but had to stop every 2 minutes to inform them of how Pretty that woman is. like. she is SO PRETTY AND TALENTED I CAN'T

- and yeah i know sunmi's song tail (moreso the mv than the song itself, but the choreo SLAPS you should watch the studio choom dance) is a representation of the way that women are cast aside and seen as "garbage" after they're "ruined" or "spoiled" because they were used by men!!

- i love eaj!!! love that he's more free and able to speak his mind now, love his music, love his dynamic with other idols (his podcast with aleXa, who is a sweetheart, is adorable and hilarious)

- JESSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I LOVE HER THAT IS ALL

- dpr music is SO GOOD

- eric nam is hilarious and i love his music i would die for this man. i would've bullied him in high school (affectionate).

- seori's vocals in txt's ikily and her own stuff are so pretty! her collabs with eaj were *chef's kiss*

- what are your opinions on jay park swoony i'd like to hear them

- lisa in how you like that slammed me into the ground and stepped on me in high heels jesus fuck

- THE SUNWOO LINK I- 👁️👄👁️ he's one of my ult biases he's like. a whiny baby who wants attention. but also he could 100% top me. ultimate cutie boyfriend and actively encourages deobis to see him like that????? gets jealous when deobis watch other idols???? incredible performer???? just wants affection???? would fuck me into the mattress but also want headpats afterwards??? what a switchy nightmare of a boy. i want to tie him up but i also want to sit in his lap

- not gonna ask u to get into the boyz bc i know you are Overwhelmed enough by ur own new boys, but just a little taste: sangyeon has daddy energy similar to chan, kevin is an unprecedented meme queen named after the kid from home alone, jacob is a Sweet Boy, new and q are chaotic and incredibly pretty besties, and younghoon's nickname is bread.

WHEW ok im done the word vomit is over <333 sorry its a million words long

xoxo honey 🍯

holy shit, this is SO LATE, i'm sorry you got buried in my drafts, boo 💀

Seungkwan is Best Boy, absolutely!! i just wanna sit in the stands with a camcorder while he murders people, he's precious perfect son

god, JOKER, i simply cannot—i had no idea that was Wonwoo when i first saw it, i didn't know his voice well enough to recognize it yet and also just wasn't expecting THAT to come out of HIM????? so i was losing my mind trying to figure out who it was and then lost it even more when the mask came off 🤡 the entire HHU is fucking insane honestly, we gotta talk about a HHU gangbang one of these days now that Vernon's on his hot bitch shit 💀

there were SO MANY weird anecdotes i heard about stray kids before i got into them that i found out later were ALL Minho—him telling Stays he hoped they’d fall into a toilet, stuffing tissue into Hyunjin’s mouth, the terrifying snow filters 😂 he was honestly making me fall in love with him before i even knew who he was, it's absurd. and i think i get what you mean by teasing—i remember that one fancall where he was very slyly 'are you into younger men?', plus the way he was shamelessly flirting with Eunkwang during kingdom 👀

ahahahaha, i get you with the short hair!! when i was just getting into them, i also definitely thought that was Unfortunate 😒 but haircut/style can become a nonissue for me if i like someone enough and Joongie very quickly reached the point where he’d be attractive to me no matter what his hair looked like 😭 like, if he shaved his head, i might cry but id still want to peg him 😭😭😭 BLACK CAT NERO HONGJOONG MAKES ME DOWNRIGHT FUCKIN FERAL, THO, THE PONYTAIL??? WITH THE WISPIES????? PLEASE RAIL ME IN A GRAVEYARD, SIR

LONG-HAIRED GYU IS TOP TIER GYU and i literally only know one stage of grief when it comes to Hyunjin's hair and it's denial 😌 has it been cut? 😌😌😌 i simply do not see it 😌😌😌😌😌

IU is wild to me because. if i try to explain what makes her stand out, i literally cannot???? like, she's beautiful and talented, but there's something beyond that that just drags your guard down and want to use big dumb words like 'insouciant' and 'vivacious'—she's just so goddamn charming, that woman has a +15 to charisma i swear 😭

the tl;dr on Jay Park is that i find his habit of yoinking artists who seem to have had a rough time with other, bigger companies very amusing, and i think the way that these artists seem to be thriving with him probably says quite a bit about who he is as a person. his biggest sin seems to be saying dumb, problematic bullshit, and when that doesn't get followed up with more serious allegations, i'm more inclined to believe you're just an asshole with no filter rather than like. an actual menace to society. (caveat: i absolutely do not keep up with scandals or really go digging into past ones, so like. do with that what you will.) is the bar very low here? absolutely. but i'm still gonna write about pegging his scrawny ass, and i'm probably still gonna drag my ass up to Seattle to throw a bra on that stage when he gets that ass back on tour.

i'm so glad you enjoyed the fic!!!! i rlly enjoy that particular writer, and when they popped up with a fic about one of the boys who just KEPT catching my eye during kingdom, it felt like an awful, hilarious trap 🤡

i appreciate you not trying to get me into a new group 😭 i am definitely wavering on The Boyz, tho—i don't know how but @tmrwxtg ruined my youtube algorithm and i mainlined a bunch of their mvs today. so far it's still only Sangyeon and Sunwoo who really have my attention, but we'll see how long that lasts 🥴 but also, for someone not trying to get me into a new group, you are SELLING me on Sunwoo—i love a bratty dom, love a boy who's jealous and needy and soft, sign me the fuck up?? 👀👀👀👀

also, i think i remember Kevin!! wasn't he the one who was twerking during the sports episode of kingdom? wait was he ACTUALLY named after Kevin Home Alone????

#honey anon 🍯#mail corner 📬#skz🔪#svt💎#jay park🌊#txt👾#atz🏴‍☠️#the boyz do not get a tag yet 😤

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