#there's a lot to do with this au... or there would be if i knew enough about ladybug

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𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 | 𝚎. 𝚓𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

studying has been taking up a lot of your time (and mental energy) as of late. Your boyfriend has just the plan to shut your brain off for the night.

black nurse!reader (fem descriptors), eren is a nursing student (a few years younger than reader also) fingering, neck kissing, choking, facefucking, rough-ish sex, squirting, missionary, slightly aggressive rennie 🫠, daddy is used once, nipple play, calls reader slut, spit play, fingers in mouth, creampie, multiple orgasms

word count: 5.3K

🎙️: some of y’all might remember this AU from Wattpad and I’m officially restarting it bc my muse for the others are shot right now. If you’re not familiar with it, I apologize in advance bc I promise it’s not this smutty and juicy in the slightest ☠️ I’m just in a mood. Also, this is my first fic in almost two months, please be nice or I’ll cry!

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“You know you play too fucking much, right?”

“Mmmm..nah, I don’t think I’ve played enough. Look at you. All tense and shit.”

if there was one word in the entire English language that you could use to describe your mood at the moment, it’d most certainly be irritable. To the highest degree..and granted, that could have been chocked up to the fact that you hadn’t eaten in hours, you’d been staring at textbooks and computer screens since four in the afternoon and your phone screen read nine thirty..and to really add the proverbial icing atop the cake, this annoying ass man would not leave you alone! Here it was only a week away from your BSN final; two from his N-CLEX exam and here he was bullshitting as per usual. It was how he approached most things in life, his mantra if you will. No need to stress, what’s meant to be will happen.

too bad, you couldn’t take on those sorts of ideologies when so much was at stake! Not when the results of these tests would determine your future as an RN and instructor, and his career as a nurse in general. You’d met Eren Jaeger almost three years ago when he was merely a patient at the office you worked for during your initial internship..earning clinical hours and experience in the field. He was most certainly the liveliest one you’d seen in Dr. Smith’s office and there was never an appointment where you didn’t leave in stitches because he’d made you laugh so hard. However, you pegged him as the rich kid, the son of a doctor with no ambition or common sense...always looking to make a joke out of everything.

so imagine your surprise when you were tasked with not only supervising an entire floor but the local nursing school recruits as well and the first person to come traipsing through those heavy double doors was him! And even more so, in six months time, he’d have you wooed and swept off your feet. That same charm and wit that had you cackling during his appointments were the same ones that made you nearly spit your drink out when you were on a date and eased serious tension among your staff after a rough night on the floor. Just being in his presence brought you immense comfort. However, at the moment…

“Look, Eren. I’m busy, find sum’ else to do, for real.”

you weren’t in the mood for any of it! This exam had been causing you immense stress and it seemed that no matter how hard you studied, retaining information was impossible. Nothing stuck and you were at your wits end..certainly not in the mood for childish antics.

”I’m trying but you don’t want to stop—“

“Maybe because everything isn’t a goddamn joke to me.”

Eren could see the frustration, hence why he had come up behind you, in a half assed attempt to make you scared and somehow wound up groping your chest in the process. Admittedly, he’d never seen you act like this..never even so much as raise your voice at him and here you were, lashing out. Part of him understood your feelings. He knew how important this was and although he wasn’t showing it, he was equally as nervous for his own test. But regardless, nothing was going to change tonight and especially by sitting here irate and snappy. The only thing he wanted to do was shut his brain off and wanted his beloved (y/n) to follow suit..and he was willing to make it happen by any means!

“Eren, what did I just say—“

one thing that he had learned since being together was that once your mind was resigned to something..there was no changing it. So rather than spend time arguing with you, he had another solution!

“..I heard you, I don’t give a fuck about all that right now…’just trying to help..”

“You’re trying to help me by fucking me? Righttt.”

“Yes, I think it’s a very helpful tool for relieving stress. Seen that somewhere in my text book or sum’..”

“Mmm, I think me and you were studying different materials..but sure, why not.”

seconds later, his hand was snaking around your upper body, clutching your throat with the other steadily pulling the chair back and his lips marking your neck with soft kisses. He was adamant in making sure that you got proper rest and a distraction. What better way to do so than to wear you down? Eventually, you’d find those large hands of his snaking around to the front, making home back on your plump breasts..soft, voluptuous and perky as they sat up in your tank top. He could see you visibly enjoying this little tease, indicative by the way your muscles relaxed. He’d continue to massage them until your legs almost instinctively parted.

That’s when, before you even had time to react, he’d spin you around to face him. His grasp still firm around your throat as he moved in for a kiss. Your tongues collided in a steamy clash; smacking against one another as you attempted to catch your breath. But he wasn’t leaving you much room to do so, less known, attest him right now.

“Exactly..now keep those legs spread and don’t move.”

the command was so absolute and matter of fact, it damn near caught you off guard! He’d never spoken to you in such a manner. It was always so playful, jovial and even a bit needy during times like this. But alas, you’d awoken this side of him and you were going to have a hell of a time ‘calming’ him down. Even so, you’d follow his order just this once and part those thick thighs until that plump center, sheathed by the smallest pair of shorts he’d ever seen. Your physique truly was something special…thick in all of the correct areas with stretch marks and a semi-pudgy tummy to match. Your belly ring dangled from the gentle force of him maneuvering you around.

“Eren..I—“

“Whatever you’re about to say, save it…you don’t always have to handle shit alone. I got you..just let me help, okay? I promise, you can trust me..”

he was aware of your past..how mean and cruel previous partners had been so he was very careful in how he approached you. He understood all too well that being overly aggressive would only prove to make you anxious or even shut down entirely. His intention was never to make you uncomfortable. Even so, he wanted to see you give yourself to him fully…trust that he would do right by you and not take advantage of the precious gift that was your love.

he would take great care of you to not only relax but feel pleasure like you’d never experienced it. Although you seemed a bit reluctant, you were ready for whatever he was going to toss your way! Assuring him that you were all his for the taking..

“Fineee…I trust you..”

without a moment of hesitation, he’d detach from your own mouth and move down your neck. Whilst those tits remained exposed, he’d prompt you to give each of those nipples a light squeeze in his place. Meanwhile, his own hands were busy gliding into your underwear, trying to locate that aching bud. That long, tattooed forearm gliding down the center of your torso as a result. It would also serve as a semblance of comfort when he inevitably brought you to ecstasy..

“Mmm..there we go, baby..fuck, you’re so wet already.”

“That’s because you were grabbing on my neck..”

“Oh you like that, huh? I’ll keep it in mind..”

you wouldn’t know it but when you first began dating Eren, he was completely inexperienced. Although he wore his confidence like a lapel pin, he was incredibly timid, shy and nervous when it came to intimacy. The first time you two actually had sex, he lasted all of three minutes before he forced himself to pull out and splatter you with a heavy load. Left a trembling mess, his entire face turned beet red as he just glared at you. He was certain you were going to leave him right then and there; flustered and apologetic, he’d try to make up an excuse as to why he couldn’t satisfy you to your full potential. However, you thought it was adorable! He’d worked up all of his courage to give you a night filled with pleasure and even though it didn’t pan out quite the way he imagined, he had made a complete turnaround since that night and had done good to broaden his sexual horizons. You grew together; learning one another’s ticks and desires, which he knew each of yours to a science. So much so, you practically melted within his grasp and wanted to see just how far he’d take it!

“Open your mouth f’r me, princess…” prompting you as he causally glided those fingers across your tongue. Your gorgeous brown eyes fixated on him in a lustful gaze..by this time, you’d come to completely face him with that tall, lanky frame hovering above. You were all but level with that rising tent within his sweats. Meanwhile, his opposite set of digits were good and preoccupied with your juicy cunt; tightening around the base of the knuckles and then releasing once he’d use the thumb to stroke your swollen clit. Such an awkward position to be in at the moment but it was well worth it for the amount of pleasure both of you were about to receive. Finally retracting the ones in your mouth, Eren would leave you with a trail of drool seeping down your lips and chest in the process. Looking fucked out and starved already without so much as even a single thrust yet..that was the type of desperation and submission he wanted to see from you..

“ ‘ren…lemme suck on that dick..”

although he was trying to maintain control, who was he to deny your very blunt request? After all, he knew if you were dripping now, this would inevitably have you overflowing. Just as the first hand did, he’d slowly withdraw from those tight folds and allow you to clean up the remnants before tugging at that elastic waistband. “oh shit..I knew you’d come around. Here, baby..”

suddenly, you’d feel that same grasp on the back of your head, tugging you forward so that he could align himself with the rim of those pretty lips. The softness brushing against the tip as he rubbed them around…teasing you. “There you go..kiss it—stick your tongue out..that’s it..” from there, (y/n) needed no further instruction. Without the guidance of your own hands, you’d take his entire tip into your mouth and begin to suckle. Suctioning in, enclosing the silkiness of those jaws around his cock. “Fuck..you don’t need me to tell you anything..just make me feel good, princess..like you always do—“

he was well aware of how deviant you truly could become when the need arised. From outside appearances, you always looked so poised and proper..never getting out of character and to some, you’d even come off as ‘boujie’. However, Eren got to see the multitude of your complex layers; dispelling the notion that you were dull or boring. Including this one..the very promiscuous side that would do whatever it took to get hers and make him climax too! When it came to the bedroom, you were adamant and steadfast in what you wanted and he had no issue fulfilling those requests. Eventually, you’d take another couple of inches before establishing a rhythm. It didn’t take long for the very audible sounds of slurping and gagging to emit as a result. You’d gaze up to see Eren’s head resting back on his shoulder blades; groans spilling out in a whiny huff as a result of it all. You could be rather relentless when it came to pleasuring him but he didn’t mind it one single bit, of course!

“Oh my—shit, baby. You take me so good..fucking your own face like that. I love it..”

those words only served as further encouragement and inevitably prompted you to cradle his balls in addition, knowing how sensitive they were. Giving them a light squeeze, you’d continue forcing his shaft between your jaws; the sloppy wet strings of drool pooling down your chest serving as a testament to how much you were enjoying yourself. Where limits should have existed, there were none and it wasn’t long before he’d find himself buried to the hilt of your throat with your forehead scraping his pelvis. With that salacious gaze fixated on him, Eren had to all but restrain himself from forcing a load down your esophagus. But to be fair, this was the outcome he desired so badly and kept pestering you for.

“F—fuck! You’re not playing fair, baby.. ‘gonna make me come if you don’t stop..”

that deep tone with breathy whimpers cried out as he struggled to maintain his composure. However, you weren’t interested in letting up when he so rudely disturbed your study session. He was going to pay for breaking your focus! In a quick slight of hand, you’d shift his member into your palm and his sack in between your lips. Making slow jerking motions until you’d lean back up and coat both with exorbitant amounts of saliva. Seeing how filthy and unabashed you had become for him was causing Eren to lose his mind. Sometimes, he felt as though he couldn’t keep up with you and this was one of those moments. Although this little sexual escapade was his idea, you’d seem to have taken full, unequivocal control of the situation.

“That’s exactly what I want…”

“Then gag yourself on this dick, baby..let that stress out.”

that look in your eyes screaming for him to give you every ounce of his creamy nut…wanting to swallow every drop. Eventually, you’d begin to writhe around against the desk chair, attempting to create friction and stimulation for your clit. Your nipples had once again become extremely hard and the slightest brush was driving you crazy. Eren had heard your response loud and clear, which led him to sandwiching your head between those same fingers that had once curled up inside of you. He’d prompt you to take his cock back into your mouth so that he could work out all of that cum of his own accord.

the pace mirrored that of heavy, rough strokes..ones you’d get to experience soon enough. Gag spit along with loud moans poured out as a result of his brutal pounding but you welcomed the sensation..even increasing it by reaching down and fingering yourself in his place. “..yeah, play with your pussy, baby..” It wasn’t even a full five minutes before you noticed his stride beginning to break and his toned legs trembling. The last couple movements were off kilter and choppy but soon, you’d have your reward in the form of his seed. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, damn—‘coming—“

in that very moment, (y/n) would find yourself held in place by the tight grasp of his palms as he allowed that thick cock to pulsate in the back of your throat. The warm fluid filled your oral cavity until he could muster another drop. The entire time, his loud groaning was permeating the room as well. Once he was able to regain his senses, Eren would slowly withdraw and examine the aftermath. That towering six foot something frame would take a step back to truly take in the beautiful sight in front of him. You were drenched from the neck to your belly button in silky fluids…that wrung out tank top sat idly underneath your breasts and those shorts were halfway around your thighs at this point. To say he’d make an absolute wreck of you would be an understatement.

“Lemme look at you…”

proudly displaying his work of ‘art’, you’d cup those saliva laden tits and squeeze them together with your tongue dangling. By the look on your face, something told him that you were more than happy he’d interrupted you! “Yeah..that’s how you should look. Happy as fuck.” Shoving his thumb between your puckered lips, he’d then bend down to shove his tongue into your mouth for a sloppy peck.

but something also told him that you couldn’t be satisfied with merely sucking him off. You needed—no, you deserved more.

“Are we done? If so, imma be disappointed.”

“Of course not, baby..I got you.”

Regardless of how lightheaded that orgasm had made him, he leaned forward and took you into his grasp. Hoisting you up in one fell swoop to carry you to the bed that was a mere ten feet away. Once he had you flat against the mattress, he’d make haste in disrobing you of those clothes to render you completely naked. He’d follow suit and tug his sweats until they reached his ankles so he could kick them off. Once the two of you were left with only your bare flesh, Eren wasted no time in pinning both your wrists and ankles behind your head. But not before propping your head up with a pillow. A position that led to excitement riddling your face. From this angle, you could watch it go in and out together. With you exactly where he wanted, your boyfriend began the descent down your torso to that plump center. Those fat lips drenched in slick whilst that aching bud protruded between them. He knew you were already overly sensitive so he didn’t want to keep you waiting for much longer but the selfish glutton in him just had to have a taste of that divine nectar.

“Just be patient with me..’need to make sure you’re good and ready first..”

immediately, your eyes would roll to the back of your skull and a nervous giggle arose as well. Make no mistake, he allowed you to have your fun but it was his turn to take control now. Delving headfirst between your thighs, Eren began his quick descent onto that swollen pearl and lapped around it. You’d immediately grasp at the sheets, eyes trailing to the back of your skull as those feet dangled in the air. He’d keep you at bay with a hand clutched around your throat as he continued exploring those folds with his tongue. For a split second, his head would raise to make eye contact with you.

“Fuck..you really needed this, huh? You’re already starting to come..” alluding to the fact that your juices were spurting out as he scooped his tongue inside of your hole and rubbed that sensitive clit. It seemed his skills grew better and better each time you two had sex. He was far more attune to your needs and desires, even more aware of them than you were sometimes.

“Y-yeah!..how’d you learn to do that?” “What can I say? I got a hell of a teacher...” tossing you a wink and a smirk because you truly did turn him out when it came to the bedroom. He’d continue lapping and tracing his tongue intricately throughout your folds until he received the beautiful payout of you squirting all over his face. Try as you might to harbor restraint, it was to no avail and of no use…that tight entrance would spasm before more would spill forth. Just to increase that pleasure, Eren added a finger in hopes of coaxing more out.

“Give me that cum, baby..that’s it. Make a fucking mess for me..” and you certainly didn’t disappoint. The shower of sweet juices continued for another minute or so before you’d lie there, spent and breathless from such an amazing orgasm. Once he’d gotten his fill, your boyfriend would return to the surface for air and to get a good look at your current state. “You taste so good..love making you squirt in my fucking face..” Breaking into a sadistic chuckle, he’d readjust so that his palms were stationed firmly on the backs of your thighs and that he was centered right between them..in that moment, he’d slide his throbbing member across the sensitive core and tease it for a moment. But you couldn’t handle that at the moment.

“Eren, please don’t play..I need you so fucking bad right now..”

nearly in tears from the pending overstimulation and the overwhelming need to be stuffed full of his cock. Your walls would ache and spasm in anticipation; so much so, he’d watch you reach for his hips to guide him in. But naturally, nothing with this man came completely easy…he had to mess with you a bit for all of the resistance earlier. Just as you went to grab him, he’d pin those wrists back in one fell swoop with one hand and use the other to press into your stomach.

“I know you do…that’s why you’re gonna beg me for it.” Immediately being met with a look of shock and a bit of infuriation. Even so, you’d remain there, lying in wait until he got what he wanted.

“I mean, you were being all fussy earlier..I’m not convinced you really deserve it..c'mon, princess…change my mind.” he was so assured of himself and honestly, you were in no position to attest. The desire grew stronger with every passing moment and if he didn’t deliver soon, you were bound to implode. “Fuuuck, Eren! Please—“ “That’s better but not quite..tell me how badly you need me to fuck you.” Besides, when he hovered above you like this, looking so fucking attractive and domineering, you felt no other choice but to submit. So setting your pride aside, (y/n) began to grovel..whimpering and bucking your hips to meet the friction of his shaft rubbing against your wet folds. You’d tell him how good he made you feel and that your body was his for the taking, unequivocally. Finally, that submission and trust he had craved..best believe, he was going to take care not to break it. After your speech, he’d seem content and proceeded to tap the head of that appendage against you before gripping the base and making one full glide across the outside and shoving it inside. Sucking his teeth and moaning as he made place between that flesh.

“Oh fuck…that’s it, gorgeous. Right there..”

you’d release a whimper of your own as you became acclimated to that thick shape. You’d clench around him once before releasing and he knew he couldn’t sit idle for long. With haste, he’d begin slamming his hips forward, quickly trying to establish some semblance of a rhythm so that he didn’t blow his load too quickly. Upon being immersed in that juicy cunt, he’d find his knees buckling from the sensation.

“..pussy’s so fucking tight..and warm..oh God, I love you so much..” his whiny yet deep moans complimented by the sounds of smacking flesh. With your hands now planted firmly on your asscheeks, per his instructions, you’d keep it spread open so that he had ample room to give you both the satisfaction you both desired. Suddenly, his strokes would increase in speed and depth; really stretching you out. Jolting that body around as those perky tits bounced from the force. “Fuck!… babyyyy…” “I know, baby. I know..you just look so pretty when I’m digging you out. I can’t help but fuck you this hard.” Cooing to you as he bent down to plant soft kisses along your forehead. You’d cry out, maneuvering your hands to his back, digging your nails into it..you’d never felt pleasure like this with anyone else. The way he made love to you was incomparable. Even when you fought against it, he knew your body’s needs and wanted more than anything to satisfy them.

“That’s right, princess..let me fuck that stress out of you..let that mind go blank. Just focus on taking this dick.” Whispering in your ear as you held him close.

eventually, your legs would coil around his waist and your eyes would trail to the back of your skull in a haze of sheer ecstasy. You didn’t know what to do with yourself..all except fall apart underneath him. Your body was a bundle of tight nerves, bound together by the building ecstasy and you were bound to explode any minute. Unfortunately for you, he wasn’t done teasing quite yet..instead, he had one more move he just had to try in hopes of sending you over the edge.

“Eyes on me, baby..yeah, I need to see that pretty face right now.”

garnering a smile as he leaned back up and maneuvered his arms to fall into the center of your torso. Suddenly, you’d feel a slight pinch of your nipples before he began to rub them slowly. Tracing tiny circles as he continued to pound into you relentlessly. It was very apparent you couldn’t handle it by the way that cunt twitched around his shaft..you were bound to explode at any moment. Mouthing off about how good it feels as he made alternating motions on those sensitive buds; rolling them between his fingertips, squeezing and even leaning down to suckle them for a brief moment. The sensation lasted for a few minutes before he’d return his attention back to ensuring you got your well deserved orgasm. This time, with a bit more aggression because he recalled how excited you’d gotten when he grasped your throat.

“Oh my God…fuck! ‘m gonna come—“

“Then do it..come f’r me, slut..give me what I want.”

the name sending you into an absolute spiral as he never spoke that way on a regular basis and would never think to disrespect you. But this was exactly what you craved. To be used and made devoid of all feelings except pleasure. Suddenly, you’d feel his fingertips squeezing your jaws as he increased his speed yet again..this time, feeding you the deepest, longest strokes he could muster. The two of you would spout off filthy, steamy remarks at one another through gritted teeth, intense glares and breathy moans as you reached down to aid him by stroking your aching bud.

“ ‘m so fucking close, baby. I don’t think I can hold it..”

“Fuck yes you are..that pussy’s gripping me so tight right now..goddamn.”

Eventually, those thrusts became rather sporadic and Eren was rapidly losing both his composure and stamina. The both of you were so near your peaks that it was only a matter of time before you exploded. You’d try to outlast him but as he maintained that clutch on your jaw, he’d lean down to spit into your mouth, letting that trail drip down onto your tongue as you stuck it out. He knew what was coming and he couldn’t be vexed to continue anticipating it so your boyfriend decided to assist with a little extra lubrication.

“Get yourself off..I’m not fucking waiting..” Without hesitation, (y/n) scooped that saliva out your mouth and onto your fingertips to massage that clit once more. You were rubbing so fast, your head began to grow fuzzy and soon, nothing but an image of static and blackness would fill your vision as you released all over him; voiding yourself of all those warm, sweet sticky juices as they sprayed his abdomen. Right above the incisions from some prior operations..he wore it as a badge of honor quite frankly. That a woman who once took care of him, was now having all of her wants and needs fulfilled. His cock sat idly inside of you until that stream became too powerful and all but pushed him out. That’s when he’d simply grasp the base of his throbbing member and tap against your slit.

“Shit! Oh my gosh..”

“Ahhh..fuck. That’s it..I knew if I got in it deep enough, you’d squirt for me again, baby. That’s my girl..”

“Fuuuck, it feels so good!”

You’d continue spraying until you convulsed uncontrollably. He was still in awe of the mess you’d made but there was still the task of releasing his own. Although he loved the sight of you in such a vulnerable state, he couldn’t let up. Grasping your hips once more, he’d tug you down onto it and continue drilling you with his cock. This time, to relieve himself.

“Hold still, I’m not yet…need to..come inside of you..”

clutching the backs of your thighs, Eren relentlessly shoved that thick cock back inside of you, pumping sporadically until he felt his own legs begin to quiver. It wouldn’t be long before his stride broke so he’d bend down to grant you one last kiss and sweet nothing. Cradling the side of your head into his palms in an intimate manner. With baited, sporadic breath and whiny cries, he’d pour his soul out to you. Becoming almost obiedient and subservient himself.

“I love you! fuck…I love you so much...”

“I love you too..”

“Am I making you feel good? Did I do a good job? Can I come inside of you..please, baby. Can I?”

and without hesitation, you’d nod your head profusely and grant him his wish. But not without sending him spiraling with your last statement.

“Yes, please! Come in this pussy, daddy..I need it.” And from that moment on, Eren fell to pieces. Collapsing his entire body weight onto your own as your legs coiled around his waist, ensuring he couldn’t pull out even if he wanted. His final thrust came in a sharp, forceful thud before he’d begin to pulsate and eventually, release every last drop of remaining semen he had to offer. Emptying his balls inside of you shamelessly. Already spent from his earlier orgasm, he’d let out an ear curdling grunt, allowing you to claw into his back because he knew he’d lost all semblance of control and had probably been a bit rough. However, none of that mattered..you both were utterly satisfied and it was apparent by the puddle of tears streaming down each of your faces. Never had either of you experienced lovemaking so powerful that it reduced you to literal tears.

eventually, he’d finish pumping the remnants into you and soon, find the strength to pull out. Once he was able to gather his own bearings, he’d turn his attention to you.

“Are you okay, princess? I'm gonna go grab you some water and a towel real quick—“

even insisting he’d help you to the bathroom afterwards to avoid an infection and get cleaned up properly. However, he was shocked to find that his words were falling completely on deaf ears! That’s when he’d turn around to see you sound asleep..completely knocked from the events that just transpired. All he could do was laugh to himself not only out of pure pride but the fact that you truly needed this reset. Although he admired and looked up to your hard work ethic, even the most brilliant of brains needed rest. Those test materials, patients and everything else would be there when you awoke..but for now, you could focus on yourself!

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[leechqnsgirl]

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆ cause you're my iron man, and I love you 3000

notes: based off of this ask, this is kinda different from the actual ask I'm sorry 😭

-- you and niki have an argument.

or

-- the one where you both miss each other but don't know how to say it

niki x fem!reader | wc: 2.9k | angst, comfort, idol au | masterlist | warnings: language, crying, kissing, reader's a college student

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the past two weeks have just been weird.

conversations between the two of you used to come natural.

it was almost like drinking water between the two of you. and its crazy to think of where you two are now.

it's hard to even fit your sleeping schedules today.

he's out all day and you're out for half of it.

the other half you don't get to breathe.

you're putting up with it because you knew this was the cost to be able to graduate with the degree that you want.

he hasn't even been staying many nights at your place anymore. you'd gotten the same text from him every night around seven pm for a week.

-sorry I can't come over tonight, don't wait up for me!

but the second week came and he stopped texting in all.

it stung a bit. because even though that message would bring your mood down. it was still from him. it was something from him.

sometimes you'd text him a good morning, he'd reply hours later with a good night.

it just felt like you were chasing after the shadow of him, you could see him there but he would inevitably be unreachable, and you were beginning to sense your legs giving out.

niki wasn't doing any better than you.

his face was drained of his natural color, he had bags under his eyes from the nights he lied awake in bed, fighting his thoughts.

it was never easy for him to speak on his feelings, never easy to be the first to do something.

his thoughts were eating him alive. no matter how much he tried, he just couldn't reach out first.

he hated how he felt. he hated himself. he hated that he stopped texting you, stopped calling, stopped coming by.

your apartment was a thirty minute drive from his dorm. he doesn't know what's holding him back.

the boys had noticed this change in him, but nobody asked him about it. they knew he'd just brush it off. he'd tell them it's nothing.

so they didn't push. they stayed quiet. despite the soundless whispers they'd share between each other at night about him.

niki knew.

how could he not? he noticed everything.

it wasn't until the end of the two week mark that jake walked up to him.

they finished practice and the plan was to shower then head over to the recording room.

everyone left, and jake was about to follow after but his hand slipped from the handle.

the door shut abruptly, the noise catching niki’s attention, making him turn his head towards the door.

"hyung?" niki called out, jake dropped the bag that was hanging off his shoulder.

he walked over to where niki was sitting against the mirrored walls.

he copied his position, sitting criss-crossed in front of him.

"just," he sighed, "just say it, niki." jake's eyebrows furrowed, "what's going on?"

niki bit his tongue. jake didn't even ask what's wrong. he asked what was going on. and that was enough of a difference to make his eyes sting.

"I'm an asshole." niki whispered. "I-I don't even know what to do to fix what I did." niki felt a hand on his knee. it was warm against his cold skin, even though he was still sweaty from practice.

"I can help, or i'll try to. just tell me."

niki's head finally raised, his red eyes that were heavy from fatigue finally meeting jakes.

"I don't even know how it started. we were fine like three weeks ago. I was holding her before bed, and she'd wake me up. we'd get ready for the day together," he sniffled, "a-and then I just started getting really busy with our comeback and I was canceling a lot on her. and the days I was finally free she'd cancel on me because of finals seasons. it was just back and forth from there." niki rubbed his left eye with his index finger. jake saw that it was wet when he lowered his hand from his face.

"I stopped texting her everyday because I felt embarrassed. I mean, I'm her boyfriend. the whole point of me is to be there for her. she shouldn't even have to call out my name for me to be next to her."

jake let out a quiet breath. niki breathed in a heavy one.

"I really fucked up. and I can't even bring myself to talk to her. every chance that I get to, I just pull back. I don't know whats fucking wrong with me." he let out a sob now, his hands coming up to rest on his head.

jake pulled his hands away from his head, grabbing his shoulders.

"nothing is wrong with you. okay?" niki tilted his head. "you're just going through a bump in the road. a very large bump. but one nonetheless. and you know the thing about bumps?" niki shook his head. "they end. they're there, and they're a pain in the ass but they end."

jake saw the tears in his eyes fall down, his nose red.

"go over to her apartment right now. I'll tell everyone you weren't feeling well. I want you to go over to her empty handed and talk. even if the thought of it is nauseating." niki gulps, but he nods his head.

jake pulled him into his arms, just holding him there. he could feel niki trembling. the poor boy went nearly a month with no touch, no contact.

niki pulled away, looking at jake's face for a few seconds.

"thank you."

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the drive to your apartment was daunting.

the whole thirty-two minutes he was on the verge of either sobbing or throwing up.

so when he finally parked his car in front of the building, he rubbed a hand over his face and pulled his hoodie over his head.

he made his way up to your room number. a heavy breath made its way out of his body.

he knocked three times then stopped.

looking at his phone, it was 6:13.

he doesn't know if you're home right now. he doesn't even know if you're home.

soon enough, the door swung open.

"riki?"

his heart broke at your voice.

you couldn't believe that he was standing in front of you.

your thoughts were nonstop but your mind was empty.

you thought seeing him would make you sad, upset.

but really, it just made you angry.

you brought him inside. not wanting your nosy neighbors to get an ear of whatever was going to happen.

"what are you doing here." you asked flatly.

you could see his lips turn downwards.

"y/n-" he stopped himself when he saw your face.

you looked so....disappointed, angry, upset, annoyed, and everything in between. the look was enough to make all his emotions resurface.

no words were coming out of his mouth and that somehow worsened it all for him.

"I know you didn't drive all the way here after three weeks to guilt trip me, riki." you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

"no.." he mumbled, gazing at the ground.

"god, I'm so sorry. I don't even know how to start." he licked his lips, "I was so-, god, so wrong and selfish and I shouldn't have ghosted you. I'm supposed to be there with you and I failed. I left y-you alone because I was afraid. and you know what? I still am." his voice broke towards the end.

your face softened a bit. just a bit.

"that doesn't make up for any of this, riki." your voice was firm, your hands moved to gesture between you two.

"I know." he sounded so broken, "and it's my fault, I should've talked with you, I shouldn't have kept everything inside." "but you did."

he felt powerless. like no matter what he would say, or do, wouldn't be enough.

"y/n, please. it was so hard, baby. I swear it." he felt a lump form in his throat. "I couldn't sleep well, I didn't wanna eat. I missed you. so much. and it fucking killed me knowing I could have fixed everything earlier. it was just so hard. it felt like the past three weeks, everything bad in my life was piling up. it's been so hard."

he took a step closer to you.

"I love you. I love you. I love you and everything about you. I missed all of you too." his hands balled into fists on his sides, he felt like he had to physically stop himself from touching you. he didn't know if he had your permission just yet.

"I missed how you'd hold me, how you'd wake me up, how it was you I'd come home to." he knew he probably looked and sounded pathetic. but at this point? he didn't care.

when you saw niki cry, that was it for you. you couldn't help but get watery eyes too.

he never cried, not in front of you at least.

its been two years of you two dating and he's never actually cried in front of you.

"riki-" he shook his head. "please don't call me that." his eyes looked at you, they were red, a bit puffy and held such a weight to them.

he always told you how much he hated hearing his full name from you.

"I-I know i shouldn't have done all of this. and i know i keep saying how i shouldnt have or what i should've done but, please. can i get another chance?"

you sighed, the whole facade you were hoping of keeping up came crumbling down.

you couldn't stay mad at him, maybe upset, but not mad. and you didn't want to yell at him.

"okay.." you walked up to right in front of him, not making any contact yet. "but we're still gonna talk later."

he nodded his head, biting on his lower lip.

"it isn't just your fault, its mine a bit too." he shook his head at your words. "n-no, baby. its all me. really."

you brought a hand up to his cheek. you felt your heart break when he closed his eyes, leaning into your touch.

how did you go nearly a month without this man? and how did he nearly go a month without you?

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his body. his warmth. the way his shoulders shook slightly against yours and the crook of your neck got wet from his face was enough to really break you.

having him in your arms like this, you couldn't deny the fact that you didn't miss him anymore.

niki kept his voice quiet, still muttering a string of "I'm sorry"s into your body.

you brought a hand up to rest on the back of his head, your fingers tangling into his hair as you pulled closer to your body.

"I missed you too, baby. I missed you so much. i'm sorry."

the feeling of your hand in his hair and the emotion he felt from your words calmed him down. shaky breaths leaving him now.

ten minutes, ten solid minutes of the two of you sitting in each other arms passed when you said the first word.

"niki, baby?" you called out softly, you heard him reply with a hum. "let's eat, yeah? I know you're probably hungry." he pulled away from you, but kept a hand on your sleeve. he nodded his head, following you as you walked into your kitchen.

you had some leftover food from yesterday, and so you began heating those up.

the whole time you could feel him watching him. like he wanted to say something but he couldn't bring himself to say it. and whenever your eyes would look at him, his would stray away. gazing at the ground as he played with the drawstrings of his hoodie.

niki doesn't think he's ever felt so welcomely unwelcome.

he knew you were okay with him being there, in your own space, but something was still eating at him, telling him he shouldn't even be allowed to have the luxury of sitting down and eating with you.

he was quiet, standing by the entrance of the kitchen and watching you.

the same kitchen you two would make your morning coffees together and bake silly recipes you found online.

it's crazy how fast things can change.

"riki?" you called out. "yeah?" he looked at you with glossy eyes. "come on, let's go sit."

the first thing he noticed when you two sat at your dinner table was the food.

you'd purposefully given him a much larger portion than your own plate.

he reached over the table for your hands, placing a kiss to both of them.

"thank you." he whispered, holding onto your hands tightly.

the whole dinner was silent, you both finished and brought your dishes to the kitchen. he washed and you dried.

that feeling settled into niki again.

"can I stay over....?" he asked when you two finished cleaning.

did he really think you were going to say no?

"of course you can, you wanna freshen up? I'll just be out here." you placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing up and down. he nodded his head, walking away.

niki went into your room, you had a cabinet full of his clothes because of how often he'd stay over.

he picked out some for himself and went into the bathroom.

you still had his toothbrush, his face wash, his shampoo. everything was still there.

maybe he was in his head too much.

twenty minutes passed from then until he came out, he seemed calmer. his face looked like it too.

niki saw you working on the couch, laptop in your lap as you typed away to whatever assignment you were doing.

he took a seat next to you, his leg bouncing as he decided what he should say. or do.

before he even knew it, you were closing your laptop and facing him.

you laid your head on his chest, snuggling into him. niki felt his heartbeat speed up, he was pretty sure you could hear it.

"I'll always love you. no matter what." you reassured, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.

his breath hitched, and his cheeks tinted with a light pink. niki was always a bit sensitive there. the lack of physical contact and sensitivity made him catch your kiss off guard.

he cleared his throat, wrapping an arm around your waist.

your face was resting softly, there didn't seem to be any trace of your previous emotions.

your eyes were heavy with sleep, cheeks bare from any makeup, and your lips,

god your lips.

he missed them. he missed how they felt, how warm they were. he missed the feeling of them on his own.

he didn't even realize he had a hand tracing over your face. he pulled his hand back quickly.

he couldn't be the first one to touch you. not after everything. you have to set the boundaries and he'll follow.

"why'd you move your hand?" his eyes widened. "u-um, I didn't know if you'd want me to...um, touch you again." his voice was so small, not even in volume but just in its emotion.

"you really think that I don't want you to? now?" he shrugged his shoulders weakly.

you got up, moving to straddle his lap, placing both your hands on his face.

"baby," you looked into his eyes, gaze never wavering. "i'm your girlfriend, niki. I want you to hold me and touch me." your thumb rubbing circles into his face.

he nodded his head, placing his shaky hands on your waist. he breathed out from his nose, his eyes closing and his head falling onto your shoulder.

"right," he mumbled.

he relaxed himself again, focusing on the way your body felt against his.

he doesnt think he could even express in words how much pain he was in for the past weeks.

hed gotten so used to everything from you.

when he'd get a hug from his members, it didn't feel the same as yours. it didn't hold the same satisfying heaviness as yours did.

he'd never tell you, but over at his dorm you left a hoodie behind.

every night he fall asleep with it, and every morning he'd wake up early enough to hide it before one of the boys saw.

but he didn't know that he did a bad job at that. he didn't know that jungwon was always the one to wake up the earliest and peek into everyone's rooms.

and he didn't know that jungwon had texted you countless times, asking when's the next time you'd come over. just to be completely dodged by your replies.

and you'd never tell him, but he had a cologne of his that he left over at your place once. and you'd spray it on one of your pillows, holding it when you'd fall asleep.

"I'm tired, ki..." you mumbled against him, adjusting your head against his chest.

he bit back a smile, one caused purely because of the cuteness he saw from you.

"let's sleep, then." he said quietly, holding onto you as he laid down on the couch. your body on top of his.

he closed his eyes when he heard your voice again.

"ki?"

"yeah?"

"you'll be here...when I wake up. right?"

he interlocked his hand with yours. squeezing gently.

"yeah. I will." he promised, bringing your hand up as he placed a kiss on it. 

[biteyoubiteme]

meet me in montauk teaser

choi soobin x fem!reader

𓅪 synopsis: do you ever truly forget a person? even those whom you have specifically paid to be removed from your mind? no matter how hard some try, some people can never be forgotten because the love and the hurt can be found in even the smallest things. memories easily triggered by nothing more than running your fingers through the grains of sand on the beach where you met, not once but twice. ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ warnings: fem!reader, angst, romance, bit of a science fiction au, soulmate trope ish, depression, mentions of pregnancy, miscarriage, postpartum depression, smut, more to be added/subject to change/full warnings to be posted with fic

estimated word count: ~25k I could be lying I don't know how to estimate word counts so we will actually see how far off I am or just right when it’s posted lol ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ release date: july 2025

ོ ⸝⸝⸝ now playing: back to me- the marías an: this is based off the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, most of the movie is spent going through memories and this is a bit of my interpretation of that although not as heavily as the movie does it. i hope that you guys like this one its very heavy but i love it and was looking for a bit of an outlet and its helped me a lot and i hope you guys can find something you like in it as well <333

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With beomgyu on one side, teasing him, and taehyun on the other, telling soobin he should have given you his number, he looked back at you across the street, looking back at him. And it didn't matter if he looked like a madman, he turned back, hand cupping his mouth as he shouted across that nearly empty New York street right at the head of the subway stairs, “Do you work tomorrow?” 

The question had pulled everyone to a stop, your face heating up, not caring if yeonjun and Kai joked over the clear crush you had formed over a single beach trip, “On Monday! You'll visit me, right?” 

“I wouldn't miss it!” Not when he had found someone so interesting, he forgot himself enough to shout into the busy city just to catch one more line with you. And while both of you left in the opposite direction, you still wore identical, hazy, love-struck, love-sick smiles all the way home. 

It had been instant then, and it was instant now. The unfurrowing of your life lines not crossing once, but twice, when the two of you had done everything in your power to forget one another. 

The treatment had been offered as a last ditch effort to pull your relationship out of a sinking ship. A lifeline tossed into the water, thrashing with unrelenting emotions, drowning the both of you until the waves were too high and too heavy to fight. But it had not been like that at first; your ship was just sailing, and the masts were heavy and strong with each gust of wind heading your way. No low going self-implosion waiting on your horizon. At least not just yet. 

Because at the start of it all, on that Monday morning, soobin had called in sick, faked a strained voice with the aid of his sleep-ridden one, and made sure to secure the full day without a blink of an eye. He didn't know when you started your shift, if it was in the afternoon or even at night; all he knew was that he would be there waiting to be checked out with your favorite novel tucked in the crook of his elbow. 

He hadn't gotten your number, and distance made the heart grow fonder, so the only replay in his mind was the way you made him laugh and the way he wanted to see you laughing right along with him. And when he arrived, you hadn’t been in sight, the checkout counters bare of people, just as the rest of the store. His languid stroll only made him take in the place as you might have seen it. The towering light washed wooden shelves holding far too many books to not make the place feel cramped in the best way possible. Ladders sitting at the edge of each aisle waited, and he wondered how often you must have had to climb up one for a customer scared to reach a height they hadn't been expecting for a paperback. 

And as he rounded that last corner, he ran into you with your apron on, the bookstore logo tattooed on the front in delicate green stitching above the neatly done black of your name. “You came,” your voice hooking him in the way it was just so easily said, an exhale that he had been waiting to feel the second he saw you again. Because it had been a bit like holding his breath. His anxious mind worked to ask him the question: Was she really like how he remembered her, or was it just the salt and the sand influencing his mind? 

But it hadn't been the beach, not when you stood so vividly alive there, just as you had sitting next to him on the shore and the train. “I told you I wouldn't miss it,” because anything he had been feeling washed away, and he was just a boy in a store flirting with a girl he felt like he had known for a lifetime.

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Heartbreak

a/n: ahhhhhh my first fic here!!! i'm a teensy bit nervous but mostly excited!! this was written for my bestie @heartsforjh but i hope everyone enjoys it!! also just a psa: if you enjoy feel free to drop a follow! my inbox is always open so feel free to come chat whenever!! MWAH ❤️

Summary: Being best friends with Dick Grayson was easy, and falling in love with him was even easier. Everything gets a lot more complicated, though, when you realize you have a disease that can only form through unrequited love.

Pairing(s): Dick Grayson x fem!Queen!reader, Wally West x fem!Queen!reader if you really squint

Word Count: 3.6k

Content/Warnings: Hanahaki AU, unrequited love, angst, not really any comfort, Dick isn't present the entire way through (mostly by mentions until the end), not proofread, reader is described at Oliver Queen’s daughter but it only says it once (i think) so it’s easy to ignore (otherwise could be read as gn!reader), I think that's all but if I missed something let me know!!

You really shouldn’t have been surprised. Of course, only you could love someone so strongly, despite the feelings not being returned, that you would contract a disease so rare that some people still think it to be folklore. 

You met Dick Grayson when the both of you were nine, right after Bruce adopted him and he officially became Bruce’s ward. The billionaire had wanted the young boy to have a few friends his age, hoping it would help him adjust. So, he got Barry Allen to bring over his nephew, Wally West, and Oliver Queen to bring over his daughter, you. The rest was history after that; you were three peas in a pod, rarely ever seen without the other two. 

You suppose it was inevitable for you to fall for one of the two boys as you all grew older, and of course, it had to be Dick. How couldn’t it be, though? He was effortlessly beautiful, and he knew all the best ways to make you laugh. He brightened up the room every time he walked in, having the radiance and the gravitational pull of the sun. Wally was wonderful in every way, no matter how talkative he can be, but Dick Grayson is just way too easy to love.

Unfortunately for you, you would spend the majority of your teen years loving him from a distance, while he spent the majority of his going from relationship to relationship. You had been forced to watch from the sidelines as he went from one girl to the next, and of course, you couldn’t even hate a single one of them because heaven forbid he dated outside of your extensive friend group. From Zatanna to Barbara to Kori, you stood aside and watched the boy you love fall in love with others over and over and over again. Eventually, you had sort of made peace with it; that is, until last week when you coughed up a flower petal.

You were nothing short of confused as you stared at the pink petal resting in your palm. Honestly, you weren’t even sure what type of flower the petal was from at first. It took days of research to find out that it belonged to a primrose. Shortly after, the internet informed you that primroses (specifically pink ones) are often a representation of unrequited love, and that’s when it clicked for you.

You were quite the reader; your father highly encouraged gaining as much knowledge as possible. You read about the disease before, but you, like most of the world, believed it to be a made-up story, something to ease the minds of people whose love isn’t returned. You figured it was a sort of legend, thought up to more or less say, “Yeah, sure, they don’t love you back, but hey, at least you don’t have flowers growing from your lungs because of it!” Except, you do. You do have flowers growing in your lungs, taking up all the space where the air you breathe in should be. 

Since you had read up on the disease years ago, you were more than aware of the two options you have treatment-wise. You could get surgery before the plant grows too large, but you’d lose all memory of the person you love. That means you wouldn’t remember a single minute of the time you’ve spent with Dick, none of the laughs, none of the tears, none of the slow patrol nights spent on rooftops, knowing one of you shouldn’t have left your city to go hang out with the other. Besides, what does that mean for Wally? Half of your memories with him overlap with half your memories of Dick. Would there just be bits of your friendship that you would never be able to recall?

As unnerving as all of that is, and as much as you don’t want to lose your memories, you know the only other option is letting the plant continue to grow until it completely takes over. Yeah, you could either completely forget the person you love the most (and quite possibly parts of other relationships you have), or you could die because a primrose plant took over your lungs. 

Of course, there technically is a cure, but you’re not getting your hopes up any time soon. If the one you love gives you a confession, a real one, one that they mean, the plant will die, and you’ll go back to life as normal. However, you’ve silently loved Dick Grayson for ten years now. You’ve watched as he’s loved every girl your age except for you for ten years now. If he wanted you, he would’ve made his move by now. 

You know what your options are, but more importantly, you know that no one under any circumstances can know of your condition.

Wally found out. You swore you could make it through one movie night, but halfway through the first movie, the coughing started, and but the time it stopped, you’d coughed up two entire flowers’ worth of petals. Wally was freaked out at first, to say the least.

“Oh, my god. Are you alright? You could’ve told me you were sick. We could’ve just reschedu- Are those flower petals? Where did flower petals come from?” His voice halts to a stop when he sees the drained look on your face as you stare up at him. “Are- Are they from you?” His brows are high on his forehead, and you can’t help the guilt that crawls up your spine from making him worry.

“Wally, please don’t worry-” He’s quick to cut you off.

“Don’t worry? You’re coughing up flower petals! Why would I not worry about that? You know what? I’m calling Dick. You’ll listen to him.”

“No!” His head snaps toward your direction, “You can’t tell Dick! Please don’t tell Dick, Wally.” Tears are brimming in your eyes now, and it breaks Wally’s heart a bit.

“Okay. Okay, I won’t tell him, but you’ve gotta tell me what’s going on, alright? We’re best friends, so whatever this is, I’m gonna help you through it. That’s what I’m here for.”

You hesitate, but you know deep down that you need the help and, more importantly, the reassurance. “Alright, I’ll tell you everything, but I’m being serious, Wallace, this stays between us. No one else can know.” You level him with a glare, letting him know how serious you are.

“You have my word.”

“I, um, I have this really rare disease. It’s called Hanahaki. Basically, when you really love someone and they don’t love you back, flowers will begin to grow in your lungs, until eventually, they take over.”

“So, what do we do? Is there a cure? Or- or some kind of treatment?” He shifts closer to you, and you see the worry deep in his eyes again.

“The only real cure is if the person I love feels the same way and confesses to me, but I know he doesn’t. So, that’s off the table,” you sigh.

“So, what’s left. You just deal with this forever?”

“Not exactly…” You trail off a bit. “I could have surgery done to remove the plants from my lungs, but in doing so, I would lose all memories of the person I’m in love with.”

“I’m assuming you don’t want to do that, then?”

“No. Not particularly.”

“Where does that leave us- you?”

You stare at Wally for a long moment, knowing that the next thing that comes out of your mouth just might break him. You don’t want to hurt your friend, but you know that he deserves to know. “The flowers will eventually take over my lungs, and I’ll… I’ll die, Wally.”

“What?” He stands from the couch, his voice rising once more. “So, that’s it then? I just have to sit around and watch my best friend die! You can’t do that to me, to any of us! You have to get the surgery. There’s no way this person is that significant. I’ll help you recover. I’ll-”

“It’s Dick.”

His head whips in your direction once more, the worry and stress on his face giving way to something more solemn, more serious, so not Wally. “What?” He practically whispers the word, more shocked than you thought he would be. Apparently, you had hidden this crush pretty well.

“I’m in love with Dick. That’s why I don’t wanna forget. I can’t- I can’t forget him, Wally. I can’t.” You’re breaking down now, and your best friend is quick to gather you into his arms, reclaiming his seat on the couch.

“That’s why you didn’t want him to know. I’m sorry, so so sorry.”

You both know there isn’t much more to be said after that. So, that’s how your movie night ended, with a movie paused halfway through and you curled up in Wally’s arms, crying until you couldn’t anymore. And if Wally shed a few tears of his own after he was sure you were asleep, he’d never tell a soul.

It had been a couple of months since that night, and your condition was worsening. The petals you’d been coughing up were now covered in blood when they surfaced. You knew you were running out of time, but you didn’t want to admit it. 

You had gotten good at dodging Dick’s offers to hang out, and it had gotten easier when he got back together with Kori. There was a small part of you that was hurt, the part that had the tiniest sliver of hope that maybe he did love you back and that all of this would go away soon. Needless to say, that part of you had been squished like a bug. The rest of you, though? The rest of you couldn’t even pretend to be surprised. The rest of you wanted to hate him for not returning your feelings, wanted to blame him for the condition you’re in, but you couldn’t. You know better than anyone that you can’t help how you feel. You can’t help that you love him with every fibre of your being, the same way that he can’t help that he’ll only ever see you as a friend.

The most difficult part of all of this, though, has been avoiding Dick’s family and your own family. They weren’t buying your excuses any longer, and honestly, you were running out of them anyway. You missed them all dearly, so you decided you would just have to tough it up and power through it for the day. Bruce invited you, your dad, and Roy over to the manor for dinner, and you were much more excited than you like to admit. Dick was tied up in Bludhaven, so you didn’t have to worry about him. It was all going so well; you should’ve known that something would go wrong.

“So, Ollie, how is Queen Industries doing?” Ah, yes, you’ve reached the point of the evening where your father and Bruce talk business because they really can’t help themselves. It would’ve been fine, albeit boring, if you and Tim hadn’t started snickering. It choked you up a bit, the air catching in your throat to make it tingle, and then the coughing started. You tried to run to the nearest bathroom, hoping you could hide it, but it was no use. 

This was easily the worst coughing fit you’d ever had, and although it started as the usual bloody petals, it only multiplied from there. You were only able to stop coughing and catch your breath when an entire pink primrose landed on the table in front of you. You slowly look up, taking a weary look at the faces around you through teary eyes. You’re met with nothing but concern and fear, and it makes you feel even worse. You want to say something, to try to make things better, but the room starts spinning. You’re only able to get out one word before you collapse into your father’s arms, “Wally.”

When you wake up, you find Wally on one side of the hospital bed you're on and Roy on the other. You look around to gather your bearings and see your father leaning into Dinah’s arms, most likely for comfort. You can clearly see the concern on everyone’s faces, and that same guilt kicks back up. Sure, it’s not your fault that you’re in this condition, not really, but you should’ve told them, warned them. You know that now.

As you look back at Wally, Roy notices that you’re awake, “Hey, how ya feelin’?” His voice is soft, uncertain.

“Uh, not great, right now.” You wince as the two men help you sit up.

“Yeah, that was pretty scary for us. I can’t imagine how you must’ve felt,” Wally chimes in. It’s that your father realizes you’ve woken up and makes his way to the foot of your bed with Dinah close by. 

“I wish you had told me,” he says, solemnly.

“Dad-”

“No, it’s alright. I know you had your reasons. Bruce looked into your diagnosis and briefed us all. Please, please, tell me you’re getting that surgery.” There are tears in his eyes, and for once, Oliver Queen is struggling to keep it together.

“I, um, no, I hadn’t planned on it.” You turn your head to your left, unable to look your father in the eye.

“Sweetheart-”

“I don’t want to- I can’t forget him, Dad.”

“Honey, I know this person is obviously very important to you, and I understand. I know how it feels to love someone, but think about everyone else in your life. You have so many other people who love you, and it would really hurt them to lose you.” 

The two of you stare at one another for a short while. Your father’s eyes were pleading, silently begging you to consider his side. You were consumed with thoughts, caught in the middle. Finally, you make your decision.

“Alright. I’ll have the surgery, but only on one condition.”

“Whatever you want, sweetheart, I’ll make it happen.”

“I have to talk to Dick. Face to face.”

“Are you sure?” Roy questions from beside you.

“Yeah.”

“I’ll go call him now,” Wally says, although he seems a bit unsure.

The next half hour is filled with the others taking turns checking up on you and trying to lift your spirits. At some point during that time, Bruce called Dr. Leslie Thompkins to come perform your surgery, assuming the conversation with Dick goes well. 

It’s nice, really, to have all of them here with you. You’ve missed them the past couple of months, and now more than ever, you regret avoiding them.

Soon enough, the man of the hour walks in, and of course, Kori strolls in behind him. You feel horrible for being so disappointed that she’s here; after all, she probably wanted to check on you as well. You just wish Dick would’ve come by himself. 

Everyone, thankfully, is more than aware that this conversation should be private, and they all leave the two of you alone without having to be asked. The worry is evident on Dick’s face as he nears your bed, and suddenly, you’re not sure if you can hurt him like this. Honestly, no matter which option you go with, it’ll do some damage to your best friend, but which one would be easier for him to recover from?

“Wally said you’re sick? That you collapsed at dinner? What’s going on?” His brows scrunch together, and he reaches his right arm out to lay a hand on your shoulder.

“I, um, I have Hanahaki, Dick. It’s a really rare disease that can only form out of unrequited love.” You play with your fingers in your lap, refusing to look at your best friend.

“So- So you’re in love with someone, and they don’t love you back? Who is stupid enough not to love someone as amazing as you?” He seems utterly shocked, and the irony of his words isn’t lost on you. In fact, it hits you so hard that your throat starts to tingle, and before you know it, you’ve coughed up another whole primrose. You catch a glimpse of Dick’s stunned expression, and you realize just how little he knows.

“I have primroses growing in my lungs. Eventually, they’ll take over, unless he magically begins to love me back.”

“Wha- So, you know he doesn’t? Like for sure. There’s zero chance that this guy returns your feelings.”

“I mean, I haven’t outright asked him, but it’s obvious. He’s never seen me in a romantic light, and he never will.”

“So, what are your options?”

“Well, there’s only one other option, surgery. Dr. Thompkins is actually here to perform it now, but I just wanted to ask your opinion.”

“I’m assuming there’s some kind of downside, then.”

“Yeah. I, uh. I wouldn’t remember him at all.”

“Look, I know this guy is really important to you, and the thought of not remembering him probably really hurts you. But, no matter who this guy is, the rest of us need you here.”

“So, you really think I should go through with the surgery, no matter who the guy is?”

“No matter who it is.” He seems so sure, so confident that this is the right move that you almost want to tell him. You almost do. You lay your right hand over his own, ready to lay out your feelings, to see if that changes his mind, but as soon as you open your mouth, your mind is rushed with memories of every time you had watched him love someone else. You relive every time he called you a “good friend” after you consoled him after a rough breakup. You recall every time he excitedly told you which one of your friends he was dating. It makes you sick to your stomach, and you have to hold back another coughing fit.

“I’ll go through with the surgery then,” you settle for. You give him a tight-lipped smile. You know this would hurt him, but you couldn’t bear to continue to live through the torture of loving him while knowing he’d never truly see you.

Just moments later, your friends and family were ushered away as Dr. Thompkins began to sedate you before the surgery.

“We’ll be right here when you wake up,” Dick smiles warmly at you, attempting to bring you comfort.

You wake a few hours later with a headache, a scratchy throat, and the odd urge to breathe as deeply as you can. You hear people shuffling all around you, checking your vitals, making sure everything has gone well; someone even hands you a glass of water. You take a few sips while your eyes adjust, the blurriness slowly dissipating. When your eyesight is back to normal, you take a slow look around, smiling at the fact that so many people came to be sure you’re alright. 

However, as you glance around, there’s one face that you don’t quite recognize. You don’t question it for the moment. You recognize the woman under his arm as your friend Kori, so you reason that she must have brought her boyfriend along.

You’re quite shocked, however, when he steps forward with a bright smile on his face.

“See! I told you everything would be fine and dandy!”

You furrow your brows, and your head tilts to the side a bit. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

You watch as his face falls, and you notice your best friend, Wally, walking up behind the strange man. The man’s mouth opens like he’s about to say something, but Wally grabs his shoulders, gently tugging him into another room. You shoot your father a curious look, and you receive one that says he’ll fill you in later.

“She was messing with me, right, Wally?” Dick is pacing in front of one of his best friends, hands running through his hair, mind going a thousand miles a minute.

“It was you, Dick.” Wally doesn’t know what else to say. He knows you might be a little mad at him later, but Dick deserves an explanation.

“What?” He turns toward the redhead, breathless.

“She was in love with you. She had been for, like, ten years, since we were teenagers.” Wally watches his friend completely deflate, a man who once brightened up every room he entered, now overcome with the shadow of grief, mourning a friendship that you couldn’t even recall.

“So, she doesn’t remember me at all? We’ve been friends since we were nine, and now there’s just nothing?”

“It looks that way, yeah. I’m so sorry, man.”

“Wait. You knew?”

“Well, I-”

“Why didn’t you tell me? We could’ve done something!”

“Don’t act like you’ve been in love with her this whole time! If you were, she wouldn’t have gotten that stupid disease in the first place!”

“I could have tried! I could have- I could have-” Dick cuts himself off mid-sentence, falling to his knees on the floor, tears now streaming down his face. 

Wally is quick to join him, tears quickly welling up in his eyes as well. “I wanted to tell you, man. You have to believe me, but she made me promise not to. And, god, just be glad you didn’t have to see how bad she got. It tore me apart to watch her cough up those petals. I’ve never seen her so worn down.”

“I did that to her…”

“No. C’mon, don’t think like that. Neither of you could help how you felt about one another. I know the situation sucks, but it’s all over now. You guys can start over, let her get to know you again.”

“Yeah… Yeah, I guess so.” As Dick sat there, mourning a friendship that never existed to you, he felt a twisting pain begin to grow in his chest, clawing at his insides, ready to take him down to his lowest level, and he couldn’t help but think about just how much it felt like heartbreak.

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Let Me Lick It- KHJ

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x gn!reader wc: 2.2k Au: non-idol, university Genre: smut, crushes to lovers summary: your newest crush and fun-to-tease underclassman looks a little too good at the "slutty" themed party your friends held. Or maybe it's just the happy trail driving you crazy Warnings: 18+, alcohol consumption (no one is drunk, and consent is given), bathroom party blowjob, happy trail, gender neutral pov, dom reader, sub HJ, cum eating AN: Happy late birthday to @yourfatherlucifer and thanks for the idea and mindrotting thoughts! @sanjoongie (i finally finished it) Banner and dividers made by me. Blank blogs will be blocked

Maybe you had too much to drink, even though you knew you were only halfway through your first glass. However, what other explanation did you have for seeing this? Kim Hongjoong, the adorable underclassmen that got flustered too easily, was here at a slutty themed party and he dressed the part.

Your friends loved coming up with some of the wackiest party themes, with this one being to dress up as something normal but make it slutty. The slutty was mandatory. There were a lot of others in their slutty animal, maid or butler costumes. All unoriginal in your book. But a slutty football fan or player? Yes there were a few but those were just in the pants or baseball uniforms with the jersey open or just off, but he was in a crop top.

Cute stomach exposed, the sport shorts kept it cute but hung low on his hips: low enough there was an unmistakable shadow going from his navel down.

“Earth to the slut. Hello!” brought back to reality by a hand in front of your face, you tore your eyes off of the cute underclassmen to glare at your friend dressed as a slutty nun. “What are you drooling about?” Her gaze followed your line of sight when you glanced back, taking note of Hongjoong with his group of friends, several who were also in crop tops. “Oh, I see. You do like the pretty. Which one?”

With a wave of your hand you downed the rest of your drink. “Orange jersey. He's normally a shy one.”

“Just your type then.”

“Mhmm. We aren't that close but he's friends with Wooyoung and Mingi.”

“Ah because being friends with your ex boyfriend and fuck buddy makes him a target?” She mused sarcastically, spotting the two in question as two with a crop top. Of the eight, there were five showing off their stomachs, one was completely shirtless, and two were… lacking in the slutty department but still hot. Yunho in a tight Spiderman suit where you could see the definition of every muscle? That could pass. 

With a sigh you poured yourself a shot. “Wooyoung and I are still friends. We're better that way. Besides he's with mister shoulder's now. Mingi and I were okay just fucking around, he also got himself someone now too.” You explained, taking the shot quickly, nearly gagging as it burned down your throat. The first shot always did. “Anyways, we still hang out a lot, game nights and getting drunk. And that means with Hongjoong occasionally around. He's fun to tease.”

What you didn't mention was how you would purposely tease him because you knew he would get hard. Wooyoung had messaged you the first time it happened, that the cute man was beating his meat moments after you left their small dorm. Now he lets you know every time he does.

It was fun to tease, but you had no intention of being the first to make a move. You liked being chased after, and preferred the other to make the first move. Wooyoung and Mingi were more of the outgoing ones you've had, but they were still just what you liked. Dorks. Big, adorable, hot dorks.

But now? Now you didn't want to wait.

The party continued and you nursed your drinks, enough to give you a buzz but stay sober enough to hopefully take someone home. And by someone you meant Kim Hongjoong and by home you meant the bathroom or upstairs where people were already getting fucked.

Every so often your eyes sought out Hongjoong, even made conversation when you had gone over and scolded Jongho for the lack of slutty since he was in a full suit. He took the jacket off and pushed the sleeves up and said that was slutty enough. The fact it had your friend swooning lost you the argument. You still stayed and chatted with everyone.

And danced. Sandwiched between your ex and his boyfriend at one point. Then Mingi and his, even with Seonghwa: the pretty one of the group. But every time you tried to dance with Hongjoong, he declined. Leaning against the wall, drink in hand, slutty waist on display driving you crazy.

You were more obsessed with it than Mingi's and that man had such a pretty waist, happy trail obvious, and even if he hadn't had a boyfriend you probably wouldn't be drooling over him as you were this man.

The same man who blushed every time he caught you staring. The same man who stayed near you, or well his friends, ignoring the others who were clearly flirting with him.

Nothing hit harder than when the majority of them danced together, dragging Hongjoong into a line, arm in arm, putting on a slutty show of moving their hips and some odd, but very hot, version of a salsa. 

A twist and thrust of his hips here, a body roll, then the lights bathing his stomach just right.

You took another shot, waiting until they parted before you had enough. Swooping in, you grabbed his hand, not even giving him the option of telling you no. Not out here. Not until he knew exactly what you wanted to do to him.

He called out your name repeatedly, but you didn't stop until you were pulling him into the upstairs bathroom and locking the door behind you.

Another call of your name; nervous, cautious. “Whats going on?”

You turned quickly, startling him back against the wall. “What's going on? You're driving me crazy you cute fucking dork.” With a few steps your hand was slammed against the wall just above his shoulder. “This?” You ran a finger through the light hairs that were unmistakably below his navel. “Is driving me crazy.” He had the audacity to look shy, staging at you with innocent doe eyes even as his hips pushed forward when two fingers hooked into the waist band of his shorts. “It is?” The way his tongue swiped out to moisten his lips had your full attention for a brief moment, but was also responsible for the last bit of control that you had dispersing. “It is and I am going to kiss you- right on the lips and everywhere else I please. You’re going to take it, aren’t you? Like the good boy you want to be for me?” A nod and a soft sound in the back of his throat- that was all the invitation you needed.

Mouth on his you swallowed up the cute whimper he let out. It was cute how responsive he was. How his lips chased yours. How he grabbed onto your top like a life line, pulling you closer. Chest to chest, tongues mingling together in a sloppy mess that had drool wetting your chin. One of you tasted like lemons, and briefly you thought it was a shame you didn’t think about doing a body shot off his cute waist earlier.

A shame your mouth wasn’t lower already. Though you quickly changed that.

The whine that fell from his pretty lips when you pulled yours away sent shivers down to your core. “Fuck baby boy, you sound so pretty. Is that how you sound every time you jack off thinking about me?”

His cheeks burned as bright as his shirt while his eyes followed your descent down onto your knees. “I-I don’t jerk off like th-”

“Mhmm, sure you don’t. Why do you always run to the bathroom after I leave? Making such sweet noises a little birdie has to tell me all about it huh?” You murmured out against his stomach, running your tongue over the soft flesh before dipping to the small hairs that had been driving you wild. You kept your gaze on his face, letting out a pleased chuckle from the way his features twisted with embarrassment and shame for being called out. “Don’t get me wrong, Joongie, I was no better.”

That caught his attention, shyly reaching out to grab onto your shoulders. “W-what do you mean? Did you… touch yourself too?”

Your tongue circled his navel, well aware of the tent in his shorts just under your chin. “Every. Damn. Time.” You punctuated each word with a nibble on his soft flesh, hands moving down his hips to push his shorts down. “You have no idea how badly I wanted to see how you look, fucking your hand to the thought of me.”

His eyes were clouded over with more desire and less shame now, emboldening him to roll his hips forward once his cock was free of restraints. “I could show you sometime?” He offered, still a bit bashful and it was cute.

Letting out a laugh against the small hairs you discovered under the shorts, you nodded. “You will. For now… show me the pretty sounds you make.”

You kissed all around his pelvis, purposely avoiding his hardened member, yet letting your breath fan over the skin. He was getting more desperate. More whiney. A hand sliding into your hair but still reluctant to put force behind it. Not until your tongue pressed to the bottom of his base and ran it up, still maintaining eye contact.

He didn’t shy from your gaze at all, you were almost certain he liked it. Maybe he wasn’t so shy after all? Just needed a bit of… motivation.

Or testing his patience enough. Kitten licks to the tip, moaning at the taste of precum on your tongue, sucking on his balls, all while your thumbs rubbed at his hips, holding him still.

Finally, when you pressed your tongue to the underside of his tip, mouth opened almost as an invitation. One he took. 

With a bit too much force, half his length was inside, just for him to pull it out. “S-sorry I- ah fuck.”

You didn’t let him finish his apology, pushing your mouth down on his length, as far down as you could take him, and just held him there. Tongue pressed up, cheeks hollowed, eyes on his face as his eyes rolled back and he panted out sweet whimpers and moans in his attempts to find words. To say your name. Though it only came out jumbled and definitely not right.

Pride swelled in your chest at the sight of him like this. Knowing you did this to him. That this was just the tip of the iceberg you were going to do to him.

Going from teasing and tasting him, your new mission was to see how loud you could make him. How fast you could make him come undone. His fingers tightening in your hair as you bobbed your head at a rhythm he seemed to like. Taking him more and more until your nose brushed against the small hairs that had been taunting you all night.

“Ah- Shit- ngh please- fu- I-” He sounded beautiful and breathless, his hips beginning to meet your lips as best as your grip would allow. 

You could tell he was close when his whines grew in pitch, when they sounded like the sweetest cries and when his hips stuttered and his cock felt heavier in  your mouth.

The way he tried to get the words out, stumbling over them so prettily, was your favorite. “G-gonna- ah close- com- ah!” He held onto your head with both hands, nearly doubling over as you sucked, demanding his seed in your mouth.

And you got your wish. The thick white substance coated your mouth and tongue while his body trembled and jerked above you, drool falling from his pretty lips and hitting your back. It was hot, nearly having you come on the spot if only you had bothered to touch yourself.

You kept your mouth around his member until he pushed you off from the sensitivity. He fell back against the door, chest heaving and a delicious fucked out expression on his flushed features. When he glanced down, you happily showed off the cum still in your mouth and on your tongue, making a show of swallowing it for him.

“Mmm, I could get used to the taste.” You practically purred out, leaning forward and beginning to lick up the remaining drops of cum still on him. He whined, shrinking away. “Let me lick it clean at least. I would hate to have it all dried up by the time we get to the car and I can ride you.”

Laughter fell from your lips at his shock, once more stumbling over his tongue. “I-in the car?”

“Well…” Your tongue slid up his happy trail one more time. “Preferably right now, but I think you need a second and there are no doubt people needing the bathroom. Maybe they have to suck someone else off. Or throw up their guts. Who am I to get in their way?” Slowly you fixed his shorts and stood back up, capturing his swollen lips in a chaste kiss. “Don’t you want to know the noises I make?”

Like an eager puppy, he was the one pulling you out of the bathroom. Car it is. Then your bed. And many more places after that.

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[bewitched-hours]

I wanted to ask if you could make more of the yandere Noli and 007n7 thing. Something like they got into a fight and they’re all just fighting like children or just anything!

I just love that au ^^

Gonna be honest- I don't think I remember which one you mean but I'll gladly make more of them? I'll just try to come up with something new and hope it works but it'd be great if you could use a link to it if you make a new request so I know what you're looking for because I've done a lot at this point with Noli and 007... And not just one with them as yanderes-

Let's say reader gets She/They?

You've learned not to question your circumstances anymore...

It all started out fine when you agreed to team up with Noli and 007n7. Hell, you were giddy to work with other exploiters and you guys helped cover each other's tracks to hide from admins.

You were quick friends and had your own little base for just you three. A place you were most proud of even though you'd do most of the decorating. They didn't really seem to care much as long as it wasn't an eye sore or one simple colour.

No, you combined all your guys' colours together to make the best decorative palette ever!

You weren't into decorating even half as much as you seemed when you all moved in together at first. But turns out you were actually pretty good at it.

You got comfortable... Perhaps too comfortable...

You were blinded by the bliss of this new life and the comfort of your new home made you ignorant to the fact you were basically isolated.

Sure, you were part of a trio that caused chaos so who would wanna be associated with you but you wouldn't even get so much as a chase with some poor fellow who saw you and could report you. It was almost boring how little fight there was for you but you shrugged it off as bad luck.

Of course you wouldn't know that you were trapped because you flew into the cage first.

You wouldn't know that they intentionally kept you away from prying eyes and planned out where to send you in your chaos to get you away from people subtly. In a way that wouldn't have you suspect a thing.

But you only needed to see the truth once. They needed luck everytime they hid the truth from you.

One slip up was all it took.

One mistakenly placed box was all you needed when you got home after a shopping trip in your disguise.

They weren't home for once and you figured they were off causing chaos somewhere else, only causing slight envy to rise in your chest as you wondered why they couldn't wait for you.

But slamming the door caused a box to lose balance in the messed up pile of packages and you could only groan as the fact you now had documents to pick up and put back.

Except it wasn't documents... It was plans.

Papers that were left in the trash pile that would detail things they've done to keep you to themselves without raising suspicion which made the cogs in your head click together.

They were head over heels for you but in a way that made you cringe just a bit. A messed up part of you wanted to see how far they'd go and before you knew it, you were sat with the plans on a coffee table and curled up on the couch whilst reading through their strategies.

You had to admit, they were smart for playing you like they did but you still felt betrayed and confused.

Why? Did they think it was fun? Did they worry you'd try to run? Maybe they thought you could betray them?

Ugh, the more you questioned it, the more you wanted to find them and just ask. You weren't even that upset over it because of the life they gave you but...

Actually, maybe you were a bit upset. What if they used this life to lure you further in? It wasn't like you regretted being part of this trio...

You were growing drowsy when you heard the click of the lock that made you jump back awake in seconds. They were back and there was no hiding anymore. You had to quickly gather your courage and confront them.

They had been joking around until they turned the corner to see you calmly get up, papers in hand and giving them a cautious look that was even worse than when you had first met them. And even back then you've been cautious because you had no choice but to assume the worst from them.

It made their smiles turn to slight frowns. Only for Noli to start smirking again. Though he didn't say anything.

"I'm not gonna scream. I'm not gonna pretend to really be upset or any of that shit." You started, refusing to act like some movie main character. "But I just want to know why. Why did you need any of these plans and why would I be worth such a hassle???"

Your confusion only seemed to amuse them as they stepped closer. You let them because their plans did mention not letting you be harmed.

"Would you believe us if we said you were divine?" Noli's teasing tone made you cringe at such words but you chuckled lightly. "What? Don't act like you're obsessed now..."

"But we are." 007's firm tone made your gut practically scream.

There was no way this was happening...

Stepping away from them, you dropped the papers and shook your head. "No no no- I'm not about to let my whole life be controlled-" You were chuckling nervously, though a blush crept over your face.

Were you enjoying this? Maybe. But it didn't stop them from teleporting behind you to hold you in a loving embrace that had you more confused than anything.

"You're not being controlled~ We're just making sure to set a fair ground between letting you be so beautifully chaotic and independent and guaranteeing you'll never want to leave." Noli held held you from the front while 007 stopped you from behind.

You were effectively caged between them and the heat building in your face betrayed you. "... So you promise not to tie me up or anything to keep me at home, right...?" You muttered, biting your lip as you mentally cursed yourself out for letting them see you like this.

"How would we be able to see you laugh or smile otherwise?" 7n7's voice was quiet but you felt his head rest on your shoulder.

Great... You were essentially giving in.

"Well... I guess I shouldn't be complaining then... If everyone benefits..." You hesitated to raise your arms but Noli made sure to grab one of your hands for himself when you finally did. The other hand just went to feel 007's hair for a moment.

It was surprisingly soft...

"That's our little harbinger of chaos..." Something about those words felt... Right...

Honestly I feel kinda bad for not knowing what to give you for this one-

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[roiswit]

Should I write more airplane aus? Consensus is yes!

Modern au where Airplane and Luo Binghe are identical but unrelated, and the original pidw peak lords are reborn and are trying to come together guided by a system who is like “Change your fates by influencing the author’s early life!” They have no idea who this author is or what he looks like but they do know they need to do something about him (Shen jiu says they kill him).

At the same time the demon trio are reborn and given the same rules (with Liu Mingyan and Ning Yingying also being reborn as sides) at first their against it but Luo Binghe is promised his nice shizun and Mobei-Jun is promised his Shang Qinghua.

One day Shen jius brother (Shen Yuan who’s a couple grades below him) starts talking about this new guy in his class, like kinda going on and on about him a bunch of complaints but also complimenting him and his appearance. Finally Shen Jiu is like “I’ve got bigger things to worry about if you want to talk about him just invite him over and hang out with him!” And Shen Yuan gets a bit pouty over the idea that he wasn’t to hang out with Shang Fei but heeds the advice.

Ironically Shen Jiu just so happens to invite the peak lords over with Shang Fei is around and just immediately start getting ptsd flashbacks, Shen Jiu is pissed and is like “WTF ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Much to the confusion of Shen Yuan and Shang Fei. Eventually they calm down and explain that this is infact NOT Luo Binghe, but upon the mention of the name Shang Fei goes “Oh yeah I know him, Mobei’s friend.” And everyone is mildly horrified bc dammit the demons were reborn (Liu mingyan kept quiet even though she knew)

Then Yue Qingyuan is like “how do you know Mobei-Jun?” Shang Fei answers that he’s dating his brother and literally just points past him to Shang Qinghua (who’s pretty anxious about this entire situation). Ensue another mild freak out about his repeat betrayal. Eventually they finally move past it and treat Shang Fei decently he smiles as he leaves and says “This was fun we should hang out again!” The system then giving the entire lot of peak lords Author happiness points and b points (they’re not thrilled that his identity was hidden from them).

Ensue the peak lords and demons fighting about getting his happiness and Shang Fei getting spoiled. (Luo Binghe gets his nice shizun dw)

You can ship Shang Fei with anyone really I would give this a better end but I’m pretty tired and in mild pain so I’m done. Have a good night!

[mymoodwriting]

Request for Anon (Dark Platonic!SKZ) 8.3k, yandere, platonic!skz, a/b/o dynamics, dystopia!au, werewolves, experiments, compatibility test, restraints, drugs, sedation, held against will, kidnapped, escape, anxiety, paranoia, taunting, physical injuries, gags, biting, blood, submission

“This is so stupid.”

“Seungmin! Keep it down.” You hissed. “What if they hear you?”

“So what? I’m right.”

“That doesn’t-”

“Wolves think they’re all high and mighty, yet they need us to keep their species alive. Doesn’t that sound pathetic?”

“Oh my gosh, Seungmin, please.” Jeongin retorted. “Shut up. None of us are happy to be here anyway, so relax. This only takes a few hours.”

“What a waste of time.”

Seungmin was right though, everyone knew that, but it didn’t change anything. Years back werewolves had taken over, becoming the apex predators of Earth. There was initially rebellion and resistance against the wolves, but in the end humanity lost. There was fear of some tyrannical rule, but the wolves created more of a peaceful co-existence. Most wolves kept to their packs and territories, so it wasn’t common to see them around humans. A lot of places rarely ever saw wolves around too, but their presence was everywhere. The wolves weren’t just the rulers of the planet, but the caretakers of humanity. It really didn’t make much sense why they would care so much about keeping the human population alive and well, but the answer soon became obvious.

Besides being in control, there was only one other thing wolves implemented in their new world. All humans had to undergo a medical test to see if they were compatible. It turns out werewolves were having trouble with their population due to the low number of pups they had. Somehow they figured out certain humans could be turned into pups, so taking over the world was the best way to get their hands on every current and future compatible individual. They didn’t care about humanity, but needed them in order to survive. Although you did worry what would happen if a time came when humans were no longer needed. It was best not to dwell on that and just focus on the present.

Every couple years this compatibility test was run. Everyone of age who had yet to be tested had to present themselves. If they failed to do so they would definitely be hunted down, and such a thing would be noted on their record. You didn’t know what the consequences were, and it was best not to find out. You weren’t of age the last time the test was run, but now you were and had to get this done. It was the same for your two friends, Seungmin and Jeongin, so all three of you went together to the nearest testing facility. The place certainly seemed like a normal clinic, but that was far from accurate. You checked in at the front desk, giving your ID and getting a number in return. From there you would go elsewhere to get a mouth swab for DNA. Then you’d just hang out in the waiting area until your results were out. It could be quick, or take over an hour, so it was best to get comfy.

“We should go out for food after this.”

“I second that.” You added. “I couldn’t eat this morning cause I was too nervous and worried about throwing up.”

“Nothing’s gonna happen.” Seungmin mentioned. “So there is nothing to worry about.”

“Maybe, but around this time there are a lot of wolves around.”

“You know they won’t recklessly harm humans. They don’t know who’s been tested, and even then, they need us, so no need to be scared.”

“I guess… but it’s still best to behave.”

“After today we’ll basically be free, so let’s focus on our future. For starters, what are you in the mood for since you’re sitting here on an empty stomach.”

You had practically grown up with Seungmin and Jeongin, making you all very close. They knew how to calm your nerves, and you were especially grateful to have them both with you on this day. There wasn’t a clock around, but with them time seemed to fly by. Eventually your number was called and you got up. The boys did too. All your numbers were close together so they would likely call them soon too.

“We’ll see you on the other side.” Jeongin smiled. “Go on.”

You nodded and went over to the main desk where your number had been called. There was a nurse behind the desk who you handed your number to, anxiously fidgeting with your hands as they read out your name and results.

“It looks like… you are compatible.”

“… what …?”

“If you could please head down the hall to your right, one of our-”

“No, wait, sorry, I think there must be some kind of mistake. I can’t- I’m not-”

“The test is accurate, I assure you, so could-”

“Run it again. I can wait and-”

The nurse must have hit some sort of call button as others who you could only describe as orderlies soon appeared to restrain you. That only made your panic flare up. You began yelling and fighting back, not wanting to accept the results. Of course your actions drew attention. Seungmin and Jeongin heard your cries from the waiting room and ran over to see what was happening. They quickly sprung into action, trying to get the two orderlies to let you go. Although that just led to more showing up, and suddenly all three of you were being held down. Not to mention someone in a white coat had come over to see what was going on.

“The young lady here is compatible, and wasn’t cooperating. Then these two came over and began to interfere.”

“It’s not uncommon for this to happen. What of the two gentlemen? What’s their status?”

“I’m not sure. I can check.”

Unsurprisingly the orderlies began to pat down Seungmin and Jeongin until they found their numbers. From there the nurse stepped back to their desk to check the results.

“Oh, it looks like they’re both compatible as well.”

“Excellent. Let’s take all three then and get them prepared.”

“Are you fucken kidding me!” Seungmin snapped. “Let me go!”

Of course the news only caused more trouble as Seungmin began to thrash around like a maniac. Jeongin did the same, but it was all in vain. More of these orderlies showed up to contain the situation, ultimately dragging all three of you somewhere else. It wasn’t until you were behind closed doors that things changed. You were still rather frozen in shock so it was fairly easy for another nurse to place a gas mask over you. That seemed to snap you out of it, but you were already breathing in the gas and getting light headed. It was difficult for the other nurses to get the gas mask on Seungmin and Jeongin, but the two were eventually overpowered. Now sedated, it was easy to puppet you around.

You were handed over to some nurses, as were the others. From there you were stripped out of your clothes and placed into a warm bath. At least three nurses were tending to you as they washed your hair, scrubbed your limbs, and did all kinds of other hygiene care. This was the type of pampering you’d get at a spa. Something that was meant to be relaxing, but even in your state you had a lingering sense of dread. As you had heard others say before, you were being prepared. There was at least some comfort in the fact that Seungmin and Jeongin were nearby. Even though your vision was a bit hazy you could see them getting cleaned up too just a few feet away from you. The drugs had certainly sapped all the fight in you.

“She’s so cute, isn’t she?” One of the nurses washing your face said. “I wonder what pack she’ll be taken into.”

“She’s gonna be so loved, I just know it.”

“The poor thing was freaking out earlier too.” Another nurse tending to you added. “Once she gets taken home she’ll be much better.”

After a bath and being dried up you were placed into white garments. It felt like asylum clothes, not to mention you were then put into this large padded room. You weren’t the only one in there, seeing others dressed like you, and nothing they were also out of it. Regardless of putting up a fight, it seemed everyone who was compatible was sedated, probably for safety reasons. You weren’t fully yourself yet, but you wanted to find your friends, so you started crawling around.

“… y/n…”

You heard a groggy voice call out your name, looking over to see Jeongin crawling towards you and lazily pulling you along to a corner. Seungmin was already there with his head in his hands. Since he had been so rowdy he was given a higher dose of sedation, and it was difficult for him to think.

“You guys are okay…”

You leaned back against the wall, plopped down between Seungmin and Jeongin, trying to get out of this mental fog. You rested your head on Seungmin’s shoulder, staring out at the room, at all the others in your situation.

“… how did this happen…”

“It doesn’t make sense.” Jeongin mumbled. “Maybe one of us… or two… but all three…? This seems so cruel…”

“Or it’s all a lie.” Seungmin added. “Maybe there is no compatibility… the wolves just cherry pick the ones they want.”

“As if you’re so desirable… I get y/n and myself… but you… please…”

“We need to get out of here while we still can.”

“We can barely move, and even then, where could we possibly go?”

“How about we focus on escape first.”

Despite your efforts to fight the drugs in your system, you did find yourself somewhat slipping in and out of consciousness. It was the same for the others too, and you could only imagine how frustrated Seungmin was feeling. You weren’t sure if you were falling asleep or something, but the one thing that pulled you to reality was the sudden touch on your head. You sleepily looked up to find a stranger petting you softly. They were dressed in normal clothes and had a big smile on their face. It wasn’t hard to guess this guy was a werewolf who came to look for a pup.

“Aren’t you so cute?” The wolf cooed. “Can you smile for me?”

“Get your hands… off her…!”

Seungmin suddenly grabbed the wolf’s arm, trying to move their hand away from you, but he didn’t really have the strength. It was fairly easy for the wolf to shove Seungmin off.

“Are you two a set or something? Come here, sweetie.”

The wolf grabbed your hands and helped you up. Although you suddenly felt a weight around your waist, realizing Jeongin was hugging you, trying to make sure you weren’t taken away. He was mumbling incoherently, but all his strength was being used to stay close to you.

“Awe, I guess all three of you are a set. We shouldn’t separate you then.” The wolf chuckled, carefully putting you back down. “Hyung! Come over here! I think I found them!”

You had been placed on your hands and knees and slowly backed away until you were up against the wall again. You sat back down, Jeongin holding your hand tightly, and you reached over to take Seungmin’s hand as well. You were really nervous now. Someone wanted to adopt you without consent, and there really wasn’t anything you could do. A moment later five other wolves came over, surrounding the three of you.

“Which one do you like?”

“They’re a set. I don’t want to separate them.”

“You want all three?”

“Yes! Please, please, the more pups we have the better. Just look at them, aren’t they adorable!”

“They are so cute, hyung, can we please keep them! Please, please!”

“I knew these two were gonna make such a fuss today.”

“Let’s look at their profiles first.”

One of the six wolves had a tablet in hand, browsing the screen until he found a matching picture. Your names and some basic information was read aloud, the wolves clearly looking at the finer details.

“Alright. Fine, we’ll take all three. You guys stay here, I’ll go get someone.”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

You didn’t know how to feel about the words being spoken around you. This little pack here were going to take you with them, and you had no idea what would happen next. You started trembling, both Seungmin and Jeongin quickly realizing and squeezing your hand tightly.

“… easy…” Seungmin leaned in close. “… you heard them… we’re going together… you still have us…”

A while later the other wolf returned with some orderlies and a nurse. All three of you were picked up and taken out of the room. For a while you were separated again, handed over to some nurses as they dressed you in the clothes you had been wearing before, except they were clean now. Once you were ready you were escorted elsewhere, taken out back and getting loaded into a van. The fresh air and sunlight were a little jarring. When you had gotten up this morning the world had been so bright, and now you felt like there was this gray filter over everything. To your own surprise you were actually left alone in the van. Sure the door was closed, but none of you were restrained, and by now you were all more awake.

“We have to go.”

Seungmin didn’t waste much time, trying and ultimately succeeding in getting the back doors opened. He jumped out, helping you and Jeongin get down as well. You were still a bit unsteady on your feet, but you all held hands and went into the surrounding woods. The area wasn’t completely unfamiliar to you, so there wasn’t much worry about getting lost. Soon enough you came upon a trail sign, realizing you were in some park. From there it was easy to navigate and make it back to civilization. Although that didn’t really mean you were safe.

“What are we gonna do now?”

“For starters, let’s get back to the apartment.” Seungmin mentioned. “Come on.”

You stayed together, trying not to draw attention to yourselves and getting back to your apartment. It felt weird being back here like this. You should all be happy with full bellies, but instead you were on the run now. You plopped down on the couch, hugging your knees to your chest, needing to process.

“They’re going to find us if we stay here.” Jeongin said. “So what exactly is the plan?”

“We need to go somewhere far, where we won’t be recognized.”

“And where exactly is that?”

“I know a place.”

“You do?”

“Just pack a bag. Only the essentials.”

“I guess, but-”

“One step at a time.”

“Fine.”

Jeongin was heading to his room when he noticed you quietly curled up on the couch. He went over to your side, taking your hands in his.

“Hey… I know a lot is going on, but we gotta get moving.”

“I… I don’t understand… how are we all… compatible…?” You mumbled. “There are people who actually want to be pups… why us?”

“Shitty luck, but we need to go somewhere safe right now. Come on, I’ll help you pack a bag.”

You got up and went with Jeongin, practically on autopilot as you packed up somethings. For the sake of remaining hidden you also put on a hat and mask. Seungmin was the one with a plan, so the two of you would just be following him.

“Alright, I’m not gonna sugar-coat this, we’re gonna be hunted down by those wolves, but we do have some advantages. They cleaned us all up, so our scents aren’t that prevalent, and we have a head start. We need to lay low for a while, and I know someone who could help us. So just keep your head down, and don’t talk to anyone.”

You all double checked to make sure you had what you needed and then headed out. As you got down to the exit you wound up running into one of your neighbors.

“Hey, how did it go today?”

“Fine.” Seungmin responded. “To celebrate we’re gonna go camping up north.”

“Oh, cool, have fun.”

“Thanks.”

It was a quick interruption but you soon got on a bus, heading to the main terminal in order to head out to the countryside. Seungmin bought some tickets, telling you that your bus would be departing in a bit.

“Why did you tell that guy where we were going?” Jeongin questioned. “I thought we were supposed to lay low.”

“I lied. It should help throw the wolves off our trail. We’re actually going south. Let’s go, our bus should be heading out in a few minutes.”

🖤

“Where are my pups!?”

Jisung screamed when he walked outside and saw the empty van. He ran over to inspect it, picking up on a faint scent, but it wasn’t enough for tracking. Chan was immediately throwing death glares at the people running this facility.

“How did they manage to run away?” Hyunjin questioned. “I thought they were sedated?”

“It must have worn off.” Minho commented. “And they clearly weren’t given another dose.”

“Our apologies. They were docile and behaving, we didn’t think-”

“I want the security footage.” Chan barked. “Now!”

A few people rushed inside to fulfill the request, returning with a tablet and handing it over to Chan. The other boys gathered around to see their pups break out of the van and run into the woods.

“We’ll gather a team to-”

“No need to get the authorities involved.”

“Sir, we need to-”

“We’ll get the pups back ourselves.” Chan stated. “They’re ours now anyway, so this will be a fun little chase. How sweet of them.”

“Are we seriously gonna hunt down our own pups?” Changbin asked.

“I don’t see why not. They’re the ones who insisted on running off.”

“It sounds fun.” Felix said. “Good choice, Jisung.”

“This isn’t how I saw things going.” Jisung huffed. “But we are going to get them back, right?”

“Of course we will.” Minho assured. “We’re just getting them home the long way.”

Since the scent wasn’t strong enough to follow they decided to start elsewhere. They had all the information on their pups, seeing they shared an apartment and going to pay a visit. The birthday twins eagerly explored the house, loving the scent of their pups. Since it was so strong it confirmed that they had been here not so long ago. Now it was a matter of finding out where they went. They could follow the scent from here, but they knew it wouldn’t last. While some looked around for clues, Minho and Hyunjin were speaking with the neighbors. Apparently their pups had spoken to someone on their way out, mentioning a trip up north. That was clearly suspicious, but they had a description they could follow.

They checked the footage from the apartment and a few of the neighboring buildings until they found what they were looking for. Their pups had gotten onto a bus, and when checking the route they saw it led to a big terminal. It seemed the trip wasn’t entirely a lie. So they made their way to the terminal, splitting up and looking around. Hyunjin did pick up on a familiar scent, although it was all over the place. Changbin and Felix got to look over the footage, ultimately figuring out what bus the pups had boarded. They were going on a trip, except they were heading south. A little road trip was ahead of them too, but they were probably more excited for it than their pups.

🖤

Despite the nerves, Seungmin convinced you and Jeongin to get some sleep. It was gonna be a long ride, and it was best to rest. You didn’t want to leave him alone, but he said it was okay. He likely wouldn’t be able to sleep anytime soon. You did manage to take a nap, waking up only when Jeongin was coaxing you. The sun had nearly set by the time you got off the bus, finding yourself in some rural town you didn’t recognize.

“Come on.”

Seungmin led the way, seeming familiar with this place. You both followed, going to a small motel and getting a room with two beds. You settled in, Seungmin checking outside and shutting the blinds.

“We should shower. It’ll help mask our scent.”

“Where are we?” Jeongin asked. 

“Somewhere safe.”

“You say that, but why are we here? You said you know someone who could help us.”

“I do.”

“Are you gonna tell us who this is? And how they can help?”

“An old friend of mine lives here. They know how to forge papers. We can get new identities that state we’ve been tested and we’re not compatible. From there we can go somewhere else and start over.”

“So we’re gonna be looking over our shoulder for the rest of our lives?” You questioned. “Is that even a life?”

“Better than being a pup to some pack.”

“I guess…”

“We’ll lay low here for a few days, and then figure out where we wanna go.”

“You should probably sleep, Seungmin.” Jeongin suggested. “You need to rest too, and I can keep watch.”

“Fine. You shower first though, then I will and afterwards I’ll get some sleep.”

“Okay.”

You had already picked a bed and were curled up on it. You were so far from home now you didn’t know how you were supposed to get used to all these changes. There was no going back for your own safety. Still, you didn’t want to be a burden, you didn’t want to worry the others so you tried to act fine. You were the last in the group to shower, getting into some fresh clothes and drying your hair before stepping back into the room. Seungmin was in bed sleeping while Jeongin was watching TV with the volume down low. You sat down next to him, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“You can get some more sleep if you want.”

“I know. I just wanna stay up with you for a bit longer.”

“Okay.”

Things were so quiet and still. It felt so unfamiliar. Your stomach let out a low grumble, but you didn’t have much of an appetite.

“I still have some snacks from the bus.” 

“No, it’s okay. I’m not really hungry… I’m just… thinking about what comes next.”

“What do you mean?”

“If we get the new IDs… we can’t really go back to living like we used to. We’d need to go somewhere remote and quiet, keep to ourselves. There’s a lot I’m going to miss.”

“We’ll make the most of it.”

“I know. It’s just gonna take a lot of getting used to.” You yawned. “I should sleep.”

“Yeah. I’ll wake you in the morning.”

“If you need me to keep watch later, I can.”

“Seungmin already told me to wake him later, so don’t worry.”

“Okay.”

🖤

The next morning you could pretend everything was just a bad dream, but only for a moment. When you opened your eyes you had to face reality as you were still in that motel room. As you sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes you saw Seungmin getting his shoes on, while Jeongin was lying on the other bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m gonna go meet up with my friend, see what he needs from me. You and Jeongin should go to a nearby store to buy some food and other supplies we might need. Just keep your head down and don’t talk to strangers.”

“I think we can manage that.”

“Good. We’ll meet back here later. I shouldn’t be gone for too long.”

“Alright, just be safe.”

“You too.”

Seungmin headed out, and you went to freshen up. You let Jeongin sleep a bit more before waking him up so you two could go on a supply run. By now some of the townspeople were out and about, so you didn’t stick out too much. You both walked around until you found a store, stepping inside and looking around. For now you just needed something for the next few days. You could come back and get canned goods before you left.

“I’ll get some water.” Jeongin mentioned. “Be right back.”

You browsed the aisles alone for a moment, resisting the temptation to get snacks. It was best not to be wasteful. You kept to yourself, and tried not to act suspicious.

“Hey there, pup.”

You immediately froze when you heard those words, slowly glancing up to see someone staring at you from the other side of the aisle shelf. They had a big smile on their face, and you couldn’t help but feel they were somewhat familiar. There was no doubt in your mind they were a wolf, but you had to remain calm and just ignore them. Or at least you tried.

“No need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I… I think you’re confusing me with someone else.”

“Hm, I don’t know. Your eyes do look like my adorable pup, but maybe I am wrong. I know who I’m looking for, so why don’t you just show me your ID and we can go our separate ways.”

“…”

“Don’t be difficult.”

You didn’t actually have your ID on you, but weren’t sure what to do either way. Before you could think of anything you saw a huge box hit the wolf on the head, and then someone grabbed your hand.

“Run.”

Jeongin pulled you along as you both ran out of the store, and you dropped everything you had. Now your heart was racing and the only thing on your mind was escape. You rounded a corner only to see two others. They locked eyes with you, and you knew they weren’t friendly.

“There you are.”

You and Jeongin quickly stepped back and ran off elsewhere. Before going back to the motel you had to lose them. You couldn’t keep running so you had to hide, and an idea quickly came to mind. When you had the chance you pulled Jeongin into a nearby trash bin, knowing the smell should help mask your scent. It wasn’t too bad, but you had to endure and keep quiet, listening for when the coast was clear. There was no sense of time, but after a while Jeongin peeked out, trying to figure out where you were and how to get back to the motel. You’d have to move fast and hope Seungmin was alright.

“I think we’re good…”

Jeongin got out of the trash bin cautiously, making sure no one was around and then helped you out. Luckily you both made it back to the motel in one piece, quickly slipping inside. You were relieved to see that Seungmin was there, although he quickly noticed something was wrong.

“What happened? And why do you two stink?”

“The wolves are here.” You said. “They found us and we barely managed to lose them.”

“You’re joking.”

“Sorry…”

“Fuck. The IDs won’t be ready until tomorrow, and we can’t stay here tonight.”

“What are we gonna do?” Jeongin asked. “We can’t just run without those IDs.”

“We just need to get out of town for a bit so they leave.”

“And where would we go?”

“I think they’re some camping grounds not too far from here. If we’re out in the wilderness they probably won’t find us.”

“Okay. I like that.”

“Both of you just clean up real quick first.”

Having a plan certainly helped calm your nerves. Even if things had to constantly change. Once you were clean you packed your things and the three of you headed out. You eventually made it to the camp grounds, getting some gear and supplies before going off to find a place to settle down for the night. In order to better hide yourselves you found a spot near a river, knowing the water would mask your scent. You had some sleeping bags, laying those down as the boys gathered supplies for a fire. Soon enough you had your own campfire and were roasting hot dogs over the flames. This would honestly be quite fun if your circumstances were different.

“… what if… what if we just turn ourselves in?”

“You want to go be a pup?” Seungmin questioned. “Really?”

“It’s not that, I just… we keep running and I’m scared…”

“Those who are compatible get taken away and no one ever hears from them again.” Jeongin mentioned. “They basically lose their whole lives. I don’t really want that.”

“… me neither… I just want to get away from all this…”

“We will soon enough.” Seungmin assured. “Tomorrow we can get our IDs and go somewhere far away to start the rest of our lives.”

After getting some food you laid down in your sleeping bag. You weren’t really sleepy, but you needed to rest. You figured you could count stars, but were rather stunned by the view. The night sky was beautiful, and it brought a sense of ease. Maybe everything would work out in your favor.

🖤

It wasn’t until late morning that the boys arrived at this small town. They had followed the bus route and stopped along the way to figure out where their pups had gotten off. This little town was the latest to investigate. Changbin and Jisung went off to speak with the person running the bus terminal and see if there was CCTV to look at it. Soon enough they had what they wanted, seeing they were in the right place. The town wasn’t big, but if their pups were hiding here it might be a bit of a challenge to find them. Which they didn’t mind. They split off to cover more ground, more or less going their separate ways. 

Minho wandered around the streets, merely looking around. Some townspeople recognized he was a wolf and rightfully kept their distance. No one seemed to be acting suspicious, but maybe the pups weren’t around this area. He eventually came across a store, wanting to get a drink and stepping inside. It was a nice little place, and he made his way towards the refrigerators in the back. After grabbing something he went to the snack aisle, browsing when he noticed someone on the other side of the shelf. Usually he’d pay no attention, but the hat and mask certainly stood out. Especially since that’s how his pup was hiding their identity. He chuckled. It seemed they really were his if he so easily stumbled upon them.

“Hey there, pup.”

Minho had to contain himself as he watched the pup grow stiff. He could hear the jump in their heartbeat, but they were trying so hard to stay calm. It was cute. Then they looked up and Minho recognized those eyes. The same ones that captivated Jisung almost immediately. 

“No need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I… I think you’re confusing me with someone else.”

The pup was trying so hard to act normal. The stutter in their voice was so adorable too. If they hadn’t run off then perhaps he never would have seen such a side of them. Still, he could at least continue teasing them for a while longer. Minho asked for their ID, and the hesitation was funny. Their panic was growing.

“Don’t be difficult.”

Before Minho could continue his teasing he was suddenly hit by something, stumbling a half step and then seeing his pup running out the door with another. He growled and followed after them, but they were already out of sight. He didn’t even get a strong grasp of their scent so he had no way of knowing which way they went. All he did was text the others that he came across them, and trusted his instincts to guide him once again.

🖤

Hyunjin and Jisung were enjoying the sights a bit, seeing the town was quite nice. They were thinking of places their pups could be when they got a message from Minho. It was good news to know they were looking in the right place, now it was a matter of actually finding them. Since the two were running it was likely they were avoiding the main streets, so Jisung suggested going into the alleys. He got quite lucky as he soon saw two masked individuals coming to a halt.

“There you are.”

Jisung’s face lit up seeing his pups, but of course they ran off. The two have chase, but their targets slipped out of sight, and the scent left behind wasn’t strong. Jisung whined but Hyunjin assured him they couldn’t have gotten far. They eventually met up with the others later in the day. That’s when Chan let them know he found the motel they were staying in, but had already vacated. 

“Are you saying they’re gone again?”

“I don’t think so.” Changbin said. “They got the room for a few days, which means they intend to stay here a while. There must be a reason for that.”

“So likely they won’t go far from here.” Felix continued. “Then where would they go?”

“I think I know.” Chan mentioned. “There’s a lot of wilderness around here, and I saw a poster talking about camping grounds just outside the town.”

“You think they went camping?”

“If they don’t intend to just leave, maybe, but it’s just a guess. Finding them out in the woods won’t be easy either.”

They were ready to continue the challenge, and made their way to the camp grounds. Minho did confirm that they had been by and bought some supplies. Now it was just a question as to where they would be. Many other groups were out in the woods camping, and it would be best not to cause too much trouble. They tried to think like their pups, knowing they’d be doing their best to hide. Hyunjin had a map of the area on him, and pointed out a river. It was a good place to stay in order to mask their scent, and would be a good place to start. So the boys walked along the river, keeping an eye out, and things worked out in their favor.

“Is that them?”

Felix and Jisung slowly approached the little campsite. They saw three figures around the figure, one curling up into a sleeping bag. Being this close they could faintly pick up on their scent, getting confirmation that they found their pups. The two had to contain their excitement.

“What do we do now?” Changbin asked.

“They don’t know we’re here.” Minho said. “So we have the element of surprise.”

“Don’t they look so cute?” Jisung squealed. “They’re perfect.”

“Yes, yes, it’s been fun, but we need to get them home.”

After watching for a while they all moved to surround the pups. They didn’t really want them running off right away so they were quiet. Then they slowly revealed themselves, trying to be as friendly as possible. As soon as they were noticed the pups were on their feet, looking around in a panic, but seeing there was nowhere to go.

“Easy now, we’re not gonna hurt you.” 

“… please… please just let us go…”

“It’s too late for that, pup. This chase has been a lot of fun, but it’s time to end it and go home.”

“We should end it on a high note.” Another wolf mentioned. “We’re out in the woods, why not let them really run wild, make this into a real hunt.”

“Yes, let’s do that!” A third cheered.

“Alright, I don’t see why not.”

All the wolves moved closer to each other, serious about letting you run. This all felt like a bad joke, but you weren’t laughing.

“Go on now, you can run.”

You glanced at Seungmin and Jeongin, knowing you were going to run anyway, but trying to think of a real escape. Without a word Seungmin grabbed a stick from the fire and threw it at the wolves before taking your hand and Jeongin’s so the three of you could run together. It was difficult to run this way, especially in the dark with your heart threatening to burst from your chest. Then you heard maniacal laughter from behind you, making your panic worse. They really were gonna chase you like prey. You held Seungmin and Jeongin’s hand tightly, doing your best to keep up with them. Although running this way was dangerous. So when Seungmin took a misstep and fell, all three of you went down.

“Let’s- ah!”

Seungmin tried to stand only to scream. His leg was scraped up pretty badly and he wouldn’t be able to stand. You immediately got his arm around your shoulder, intending to help him up, but he pushed you away.

“Go, now!”

“We’re not leaving you!”

“Yes, you are, you have to.”

“Seungmin-”

“Go!”

You didn’t want to part like this, but you didn’t have time to argue. Jeongin took your hand and pulled you along.

“Jeongin, we can’t-”

“I don’t like it either, but we have to go.”

You both kept moving despite everything, and then you were startled by a howl. It was so sudden and scary that you stumbled in your own steps. You didn’t fall and injure yourself, but you wound up stepping on crumbling ground, falling down a steep incline and dragging Jeongin down with you. The two of you tumbled down a few feet before coming to a halt. You hit a tree and groaned, your vision rather blurry, but you knew you had to get up.

“… jeongin…”

You looked around for your friend and found him next to you. As you crawled over to him you tried to get him up, but he didn’t respond. You shook him a few times, but got nothing.

“Jeongin… jeongin, please…”

You were scared to be alone out here. Seungmin was already lost and you were fearful of losing Jeongin too. You found a pulse, so he was alive, but unconscious. If you stayed here you’d certainly get caught, but you didn’t want to leave him either. Another howl made you yell and look around. Then you glanced up to see where you had been moments ago, three wolves staring down at you. This time you made no attempt to flee, just watch as they made their way down to you and Jeongin. Maybe it was silly, but you still had to speak.

“… please… please, help him…”

“Of course we’re gonna help him.” One of the wolves assured. “He’s our precious pup after all.”

A hand wiped away the tears that had been forming, causing you to flinch back, but they merely laughed. Then they were petting your head, and you let them.

“Such a good girl. This has been a lot of fun, but it’s time to come home.”

Another grabbed Jeongin, pulling him into their embrace and gently nuzzling their neck. They noticed the worry on your face and assured you once more that he was going to be okay, and so would Seungmin. They got up and one held their hand out to you.

“Are you gonna be a good pup now?”

“… yes…”

“Let’s go.”

The wolf helped you to your feet, wrapping an arm around your waist when they noticed you had a bit of a limp. It was a bit of a long walk, but they helped you along the way. Since you had the time, the three introduced themselves. Minho, Hyunjin, and Felix. The one helping you walk was Hyunjin, while Minho was carrying Jeongin. Felix was bouncing around with joy talking about how much you were going to love home. You felt defeated and guilty. All the running just to get caught in the end, to give up. Although you saw no alternative anymore. Seungmin was injured, and so was Jeongin. You would need the wolves in order to get them treatment. So if you had to give in, so be it.

Eventually you got out of the woods, returning to the main area from the campsite. There was a van parked nearby, and that’s where you were taken. When the back doors were opened you saw Seungmin tied up and gagged inside. Minho put Jeongin in the van, setting him down gently. Seungmin was trying to talk through the gag, but you couldn’t make anything out. You did understand him a bit and explained that you and Jeongin fell and he was unresponsive, but he would be okay. Then you were helped inside the van, Hyunjin and Felix getting in as well. Despite everything Jeongin’s hands were tied together, as were yours, just as a precaution. 

A moment later the other wolves gathered around the back of the van, smiles on their faces. They all properly introduced themselves, and you could put names to all their faces. Seungmin still had a defiant glare in his eyes, but he knew you were defeated. Chan told you that it was going to be a rather long trip, but to let them know if you needed anything. Jisung and Changbin got into the back and closed the doors. A while later you felt the van start moving and really felt this was the end. This was what was supposed to happen that day, and despite your best efforts, you still wound up in the same place. Jisung was petting your head eagerly, telling you how cute you were and how happy he was to have you. He was the one who had noticed you first and picked you out.

“I’ve always wanted pups, and Chan finally agreed to it. You three are so perfect!”

“You should probably try to sleep.” Changbin mentioned. “It is gonna be a long ride.”

Jisung pulled your head down into his lap, petting you softly and coaxing you to sleep. You didn’t think you’d be able to after an adrenaline filled night, but you were tired of all the running and panic. You needed proper rest, and now that you were here, you could finally get it. You had no idea for how long you slept, but when you woke up you discovered your legs were tied up now, and there was a gag in your mouth. You couldn’t help but panic, realizing none of the other wolves were around. Then the back doors opened.

“Don’t be scared, just an extra precaution.” Hyunjin assured. “No more running.”

He got into the van and helped you sit up, taking the gag off and giving you some bread. He woke the others too, and you were relieved to see Jeongin up and conscious. After some food and water the gag was put back on, and then you were back on the road. There were no windows in the back of the van, so you had no sense of time. You took another nap and were woken up when you seemed to arrive at your destination. It was nearly sundown when you stepped out of the van, looking around to see nothing but trees. Wherever you were, it was rather isolated. Then you noticed the huge house. The three of you were taken inside, still with your restraints.

You never really knew where packs lived, but you didn’t really expect this. It was quite luxurious and clean. To your own surprise you were led to a giant room filled with pillows and blankets. As you were being untied Felix explained that this was a giant nest for you. It was comfy and filled with their scents, which you’d appreciate later on. Now that you were home they could get to the really important part, but they’d let you settle in first. Once you were all released from your restraints you were locked in the room and left alone. This was a weird environment, and moments later Seungmin tried the door, but of course it was locked.

“It’s over now.” Jeongin said. “We’re literally in their home. There’s no running anymore.”

“Bullshit.” Seungmin hissed. “This isn’t fair!”

“We tried, alright, better than nothing.”

“Stupid wolves. I don’t want to be a pup.”

“Well, we are, or at least we’re going to be.”

“What is gonna happen now?” You wondered.

“No idea.” Jeongin responded. “No one really knows what happens when a pack takes you.”

“Well this is certainly not what I imagined. I didn’t know wolves nested.”

“So we just wait for them.” Seungmin huffed. “We just give up?”

“There are six of them and three of us.” You reminded. “They’re also wolves and way stronger than us. You’re also still injured, Seungmin, if you wanna fight, it’s a losing battle. They found our running away fun. I’m sure they’ll love to tussle with you now too.”

As you were talking the doors suddenly opened and all three of you moved closer to one another. The whole pack walked in, making you all nervous. You were truly cornered and at their mercy now.

“It’s time we get this started.” Chan mentioned eagerly. “So, who’s going first?”

“What if we say no one?” Seungmin questioned.

“We’re way past the point of saying no. So I will ask again, who’s first?”

You caught the stern tone in Chan’s voice. He was clearly the leader here, and he was being polite, but you three were on thin ice. You knew it was over, and you didn’t want to be troublesome. You swallowed the lump in your throat and began to crawl forward. The other two grabbed you and tried to pull you back but you pushed them off.

“Good girl.”

Chan moved closer to you and pulled you into his arms. You tried not to squirm and panic as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. You were trembling in his arms, and then it happened. You felt a sharp pain in your shoulder, barely able to process the fact that Chan was sinking his canines into your flesh. A scream ripped out of your throat and instinctively you squirmed, but weren’t able to free yourself. You began to feel dizzy, relaxing and going limp in Chan’s embrace. When he pulled back you felt a wet kiss against your head before you were laid down among the sheets. A soft hand pet your head.

“Very good. Grab the others.”

You were vaguely aware as Jeongin and Seungmin were restrained, hearing them scream from the pain of the bite as well. Then things got quiet. The other two were laid down next to you, but you were all out of it. Minho and Jisung were cleaning your wounds a while later. Time definitely had no meaning, and you began to feel weird. It was like a fever traveling along your body, making you toss and turn. There was no relief, just gentle hands trying to sooth you, and words of affirmation telling you that it was all going to be okay in the end. Somehow you managed to get some rest, wanting to sleep through the discomfort.

“Adorable.”

Jisung couldn’t help but be in the nest and watch over his pups. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, he didn’t want to miss anything. His hyungs had told him to behave himself and not bother them while they transitioned. He so desperately wanted to hold his pups and play with them but he had to be patient. This was an important time for them and for him too. He wanted to be good to his pups, so he had to show self control. Then he heard a soft groan and saw one of his pups stir.

“… hm…”

Jisung crawled over, seeing you open your sleepy eyes. He smiled and placed a soft kiss on your head.

“Hi, pup.”

You whimpered, feeling incredibly disoriented. You were picking up on so many scents, and everything seemed so loud. Before you knew it you were pulled into someone’s arms, glancing up to see Jisung.

“Sh, just focus on my heartbeat and take a deep breath. It’s always weird at first.”

You didn’t really understand what he meant, but you listened to his words. Your ear was pressed against his chest and the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat was calming. Then you took a deep breath and realized he smelled so nice. You couldn’t help but snuggle against him, feeling nice. Then you heard the other two begin to stir awake, just as discombobulated as you.

“… y/n… y/n…”

Seungmin was quickly on his hands and knees, looking for you and seeing you in Jisung’s arms. He was trying to make sense of everything, but his head was still spinning.

“It’s okay.” Jisung cooed. “Just breath and take it easy. You’re okay.”

Seungmin moved closer, snuggling against you, happy that you’re okay. Soon enough Jeongin made his way over too, all four of you snuggling together. Then the door opened and the others seemed to come in. They were happy to see their pups awake, slowly making their way over to the cuddle pile. Jeongin and Seungmin were pulled away from you, getting their own cuddles and attention.

“I feel weird…” Jeongin mumbled.

“You’re still adjusting to the changes.” Changbin explained. “You’re in the final stages now. Everything is just settling in. It’s okay.”

“You’re our pups now.” Felix cooed. “We’re gonna take such good care of you.”

The world seemed so different now. You felt so sensitive to everything, all the touches, the scents around you, yet it felt nice. This nest was so comforting and soft, and with the others around it was the best place to be. You were burying yourself under blankets while Jisung was playing with you. Before you may have wanted to leave, but now you felt like this was where you were supposed to be and where you wanted to stay. You let out a playful yell when the blanket was pulled back and your face was peppered with kisses.

“Good girl, good pup.”

[saythatuwill]

now playing : ordinary // alex warren

this au will explore the idea of reader and vessel being married; however it is in a nonhuman vessel setting. to at the very least explain the thought process; the members of sleep token are all nonhuman and live in arcadia, but travel to earth for music related things. reader's species is up to interpretation, but you live in arcadia with him!

this is for cute, fluffy indulgence. it might be a jumble of ideas but... let me cook.

tags: @concretejunglefm, @fadingangelwisp, @chey-h, @xmads-omensx, @astronoids, (if you would like to be added/removed from this list, or if i forgot you, dm me!)

♡ husband!vessel, who loves to tell those in arcadia that you are, in fact, his spouse. being married to you is like a high honor. and everyone must know!

♡ "i'd have to ask my spouse." "i'm afraid i cannot go, i will be with my spouse." "have you met my spouse?"

♡ he's also very protective over you, if anyone fucks with you he will tweak, he will WITHOUT A DOUBT defend your honor no question. he'd fight for you, he'd kill for you.

♡ he's a sucker for physical affection. his favorite thing is to lay across your lap like an EXTREMELY long cat.

♡ if you have an inner child to heal, vessel is more than happy to help. he'll indulge in the whimsy, he'll do anything to make you happy.

♡ he waited until he made it to arcadia to propose and marry you because he wanted to be able to take you to a peaceful safe location. and when he did, oh he made it so special. took you to arcadia for the first time and showed you around, you danced with him, then he was whispering in your ear telling you he wanted to marry you.

♡ pretended to be human when he first met you but did a SHIT job at it. came up with a name on the fly; devon (which he saw on a uk map). got a PHONE for you, even got himself an apartment.

♡ i'm talking like, he talked to you for the first time and he just knew. from the moment he saw you, he knew you were it. it took a WHILE for things to go beyond a friendship, but he's adored you for a long time.

♡ he has a full monster form which looks SCARY and HUGE but he's very gentle with you even in that form. purrs at you. picks you up like you weigh nothing. your monster husband

♡ he learned a new kind of worship from you, something that isn't religious, merely honoring and worshipping you and what you two have together.

♡ he tends to isolate when he's going through it, gets distant, but no matter what, his arms are always around you when you go to bed.

♡ he still has powers related to dreams and sleeping. if you two sleep together, he often will pop his head into your dreams to make sure they're going well.

♡ or if he's away on tour and you can't come with him, he will fully walk into your dreams to spend time with you, or take you to HIS dream realm. he can't do this a lot because it's a draining thing to do though.

♡ he's not great at texting. like not just bad at replying, he's bad at sending texts. he types funny. if he's in human form for shows it's bad, if it's his Claws when he's in his normal form, it's WORSE. random typos, excessive spaces, random periods and capitalization.

♡ he loves voicemails and voice messages though. he'll send you voice messages at RANDOM and theyll be like 10-15 minutes long of just him rambling about his day or venting if he needs to. you listen to them at night because his voice is soothing

♡ he's quiet in public, in private though he is a YAPPER. he loves you because you don't tune him out either, you listen to him infodump. even if it's about chemistry, or the deep sea, or some video game he finds fascinating. even arcadian history. he's very excited and passionate about his interests.

♡ there's songs he's written that will never see the light of day, but they're for you and he plays them for you whenever you want. usually piano ballads, or guitar acoustics.

♡ he loves gift giving, and gift receiving. he gets very flustered and like "oh no dear heart you don't have to do this" but he keeps everything you give him. you could give him a rock he'd cherish it.

♡ his favorite gifts are things like playlists surprisingly. music is something that means everything to him, make him a playlist he will listen to it over and over and over again.

[jennelikejennay]

How to Make Up Vulcan Words

Using the Vulcan language is like trying to follow a recipe written by a grandma who already knew how to make the thing and only jotted down a couple measurements. That is, it does have information, but it rarely has all you need. Even words I would consider obvious and necessary simply aren’t in there. However, if you know how to put Vulcan words together, you can create a lot more words than the VLD will give you.

Vulcan is a language that relies very heavily on a small number of roots and affixes. English does the same sometimes, especially in scientific language, where we use Greek and Latin roots to hide the fact that we’re doing it. This makes it easy to make up new words whenever you want, in exactly the way the creators made them: by jamming together bits until a word is built up with all the parts you want.

There are only two basic rules: first, you have a limit of two hyphens, so when parts are connected with hyphens (which is the case with some affixes and all roots) you are limited to three. There’s no limit on apostrophes or jammed-together affixes, though, so keep that in mind.

Second, you want the final version to be the part of speech you are looking for, which may require a change in ending. Verbs usually (but not always) end in -au or -tor. Making a noun out of a verb is a little complicated, but in the end, a noun can have any ending. Adjectives end in -k, often -ik. Adverbs end in -ng.

The basic process I use for finding a word is this.

First, I look up the word I want in the VLD. Instead of searching by word, I go to that letter of the alphabet and scroll to it, in case there are related words in the same area. It’s probably not there, so I try a couple of synonyms. Then words that aren’t synonyms, but are related.

Hopefully in all that searching, I’ll come up with a couple of roots. For instance, I can find that sadakh means “to eject.” Dakh means to cast out, get rid of. Sa- can mean a bunch of things, including “male” and “automatic” but I see it in a lot of words like extend, exhale, expand, etc. So I think in this case sa- means outward.

Then I can add on other roots and affixes that I want. Say I want a substance that has been ejected, I can use -tukh, stuff, substance, and get sadakh-tukh. Or if I want a machine that ejects, I can use sadakh-vel. A thing that ejects? Sadakhek. A person whose job is ejecting things? Sadakhsu.

Here are a bunch of Vulcan affixes, some of which are in the VLD, some of which you have to figure out after seeing them in a bunch of related words.

su: person. This can mean a person from a given place or a person who does a certain thing. It attaches without any punctuation. ashausu: one who loves. besu: a companion, one who is beside or with you. kugalsu: a person who is betrothed. sasu: a man. kosu: a woman.

-vel: thing, object, machine. tor: do; tor-vel: mechanism. tum-tor: to count, tum-vel: computer.

-tukh: stuff. alem: salt; alem-tukh: sodium. dau: affect; dau-tukh: hormone.

ek: -er, something that does a specific thing. Not used with people. feshel-tor: to disrupt; feshelek: disruptor. spitau: to drill, spitayek: a drill, something that drills. (Note: -ek is going on the noun form of the verb, generally, spitaya being the act of drilling.)

sa-: male, masculine. sa-mekh: father. sa-fu: son.

ko-: female, feminine. ko-mekh: mother. ko-fu: daughter.

‘es: -ness, basically turning another word into an abstract noun. abru’: over; abru’es: dominance. marom-: excellent; marom’es: excellence.

shi’: place. masu: water; shi’masu: oasis. 

-bosh: full of. kau: wisdom; kau-bosh: wise

-fam: without. kau-fam: unwise.

-tal: study, the study of. gen-lis: language, gen-lis-tal: linguistics. (And -talsu is a person who studies the topic! We’re all being amateur gen-lis-talsular right now.)

tra: this is an odd collective plural, which I think is really cool. It’s a big mass of the thing you’re talking about. So sular is people, but sutra is a nation. masu: water; masutra: ocean.

rik, ri: not or without. kwon: forever; rikwonik: temporary. tsuri: normal, usual; ritsuri: abnormality, divergence, eccentricity. kup: can, able; rikup’es: disability. Vulcan loves to use this one to make opposites; if ever you need a word and only have its opposite, use this.

pi’: small. laptra: forest; pi’laptra: copse. sahan: wind; pi’sahan: breeze. You can make diminutives of any kind like this.

weh-: more. abru: above; weh-abru: upper.

dan-: most. irak: far; dan-irak: farthest.

From a few roots and these affixes, you too can craft words like shi’sasnem, bathroom, or qlar’hy’es, curiosity. The VLD alone barely gets you through a few sentences of whatever you wanted to say, but if you know how to construct your own words, you really can say almost anything.

[sunsets12]

so im rereading your vampire knight fic bc it is fabulous and the good shit and im wondering what inspired this specific premise bc i have very rarely seen fics about zero going back in time, mostly its that he's a hidden pureblood (the fact that hes a level E/D in your fic is scrumptious the power dynamics have me fanning myself)

also i would love to see into kaname's headspace bc this is set at probably highest supremacy he has even over other purebloods, he is THE Vampire King and i wanna know what he thinks of his descendants esp modern kaname and yuki (i do not care for her imma be honest, VK's world-building is interesting but yuki as a protagonist just angered me) , bc i dont think zero knew that modern kaname = vamp king kaname so vamp king kaname wouldn't either i dont think

(also as a ps, what are your thoughts on genderbender bc the time travel is seen a lot in the percy jackson fandom but recently theres this au called the athenide where female percy pops out of the fountain in athens and becomes athenas and poseidons daughter, its really good and i mad recommend all the versions people write about it)

Oooh a Lust for a Vampyr ask, I love you <3

I just really like time travel fics and was surprised to see there weren't any (at least that I could find) that explored traveling to Ancestor!Kaname's time

And yeah, I myself am not a big fan of the secretly a pureblood vampire Zero. I think the power dynamics (and him being a vampire hunter) are what makes the relationship interesting

Finally: Yes, Kaname does not know the Kaname Kuran Zero interacted with is still him. He isn't that impressed with his descendants, tbh

Re last part of your ask: I don't much care for female!Percy fics and I don't read them. In general, I don't like any genderbent fic that makes a same-sex relationship not a same-sex relationship. I have however read "Child Surprise" and "Salt Water Springs and Summer Romances" which are not genderbends, and I think predates that AU. Been a long time since I read them though, and don't remember a whole lot about them

[yearsbecomingcool]

teenage jealousy | dmitri kravinoff

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pairing | college wrestler!dmitri x childhood friend/enemy!reader

synopsis | dmitri can't handle the sight of you with another guy.

warnings | 18+, nsfw, wrestler!dmitri, enemies to lovers, public humiliation, dubious consent, degradation, wedgies, fingering, dmitri has so many issues i don't feel like typing them all out, mommy kink, switch!dmitri, switch!reader, slight breast worship, and pathetic insecure dima!!

word count | 3k

a/n | loving doing wrestler!dmitri so much. i randomly developed the idea for this au with @zoovweemomma one night and now i think about it constantly. everyone should also go read one of liv's fics too (stopmysinfulhand on ao3)!! hopefully y'all are liking this au bc i have more planned.

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“Oh? Dmitri? Don’t even worry about him…he’s not…we’re not…” You stumble over your words as you sit in the windowsill near the library. Your current crush stands in front of you, admiring how you look as the sun sets behind you. 

He smirks down at you, arms crossed over his chest. “Everyone thinks you’re secretly dating y’know…or like fucking…is it true?”

Your eyes go wide and your body heats up with embarrassment. “No! Wh-People actually think that? Are you serious? I would nev-WE would never…never in a million years…” 

“So you are single then? He’s nothing I need to worry about?” He cocks an eyebrow, leaning in towards you with a smirk.

You chuckle, “Oh please, have you seen how quickly he gets pinned during his matches. He’s nothing anyone needs to worry about on or off the mat…” 

He bites his lip looking down at you curiously, “I thought you guys were friends…”

You feel flustered, almost as if you’d been caught in a lie. You weren’t sure what you were, “It’s uh…it’s complicated…” You nervously scratch the back of your neck, looking away from him. You feel a lump in your throat as you spot him. Dmitri leans against the wall near one of the nearby trash cans. His arms are crossed over his chest as he watches the two of you, shamelessly eavesdropping on the conversation. 

Your crush turns back to see what you’re looking at and lets out a soft hiss when he sees Dmitri. “I’ll uh…talk to you later…” He rushes off quickly. 

Despite Dmitri’s lack of talent on the mat there’s a lot of people at the school who are scared of him. They know who his father is and what it means to mess with him or his family. Thanks to years spent around the Kravinoffs and other mafia men you’d grown less afraid, you also knew Dmitri would never rat you out to his father, he had his own way of teaching you a lesson about respect. 

He smirks as he approaches you, turning back briefly to sneer at the scared man you’d been speaking to only seconds before. “Sorry, I guess I scared him off. He’s pathetic anyway, he wouldn’t know what to do with you.” He’s quick to grab your wrists, pinning them at your side.

You glare up at him from your seat on the windowsill, “You don’t know what to do with me. You don’t know what to do with any women, Dmitri. Sergei gets all the girls, everyone knows that.” You’re trying to hurt his ego as best you can, you know he’s always been insecure when compared to his brother. He’s spent his entire life hearing about how much better Sergei is than him, he doesn’t need to hear it from you either.

“Oh shut up, you’re a virgin incase you forgot. I do pretty well for myself, you spend your nights alone in bed with that sad little toy buzzing between your thighs.” His words feel venomous, you definitely struck a nerve with your comment about Sergei. He uses his free hand to grip the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to expose your underwear. He snickers, reaching down to hook his fingers into the waistband of your panties. He pulls the fabric towards himself, inspecting the print. He lets go and lets the pink polka dotted fabric snap back against your hip, “These undies really aren’t helping y’know. Did you pick these out thinking he’d want to fuck you after he saw them? These are the kind of underwear that gets you stuffed into a locker or tossed into a trashcan. You don’t know the first thing about sexiness, face it dummy, you’re gonna be a virgin forever.” 

You glare up at him, kicking his knee. He groans, dropping your skirt and tightening his grip on your wrists, “Little bitch…cheapshots are all you’re good for, huh? C’mon, I wanna practice.” He yanks you up by your wrists, you squirm under his grip but he’s learned how to grip you just right over the past few weeks. You’re not getting out of this. He reaches down and tucks your skirt into the back of your panties. “Let’s show these off and maybe you’ll get a pity fuck, yeah?” He laughs. He starts leading you down the hallway as you hang your head in shame and embarrassment, you bruised his ego but he plans to shatter yours. You can feel the eyes of other students on you, there’s not many in the hall right now but there’s enough for you to know it’ll take awhile to live this down. 

He leads you over to the elevator, beaming with pride. He’s got you right where he wants you and he has no plans of letting go. The elevator door opens and he steps inside, dragging you along behind him. He pulls your face into his chest, your ass facing out to the door. He snickers as the doors shut as he hits the button for his floor, another button lighting up soon after. “Oh dummy, it looks like we’re about to have some company. Maybe they’ll give you a pity fuck…”

Anxiety rises in your chest as the elevator rises through the building, stopping at the third floor. You hear the bell ding and the doors slide open, a man stepping inside. You feel Dmitri’s free hand go down to your undies, gripping the waistband again.

Dmitri turns to the man who’s joined you in the elevator, it’s your crush who you had just been speaking to. He’d taken the stairs to avoid going anywhere near Dmitri but tired himself out quite quickly and decided he’d take the elevator up to his dorm instead. Dmitri smirks at him, glancing back down at you. “How do you feel about how she’s dressed?” Dmitri asks, he pulls your waistband slightly, the fabric pulling taut against you, some of the fabric slipping between your cheeks. He maneuvers you so that you’re arching your back slightly. 

He looks away, cheeks turning red, “I-I…what do you mean? She’s dressed uh…fine…”

Dmitri rolls his eyes, tugging your waistband a little bit tighter as you whimper against his chest. “C’mon, you can look. How do her panties make you feel? I bet you thought about fucking her earlier, maybe you even tried to get a glance at these panties. Do these turn you on, make you want her? Or do they turn you off?”

Your face feels hot against his chest, you’re grateful he can’t see your face right now because your expression is pure cringe and humiliation. 

He opens his mouth to speak, his mouth feeling dry now. “I-I mean…they’re not sexy but it’s not the worst I guess…” He feels wrong for even looking at you like this, your dignity being held in the hands of Dmitri. 

Dmitri looks down at you with a shit eating grin. “Aw Dummy, your little crush would give you a pity fuck. How sweet,” he coos mockingly. The elevator digs as we reach Dmitri’s floor, he looks back up at your crush. “Too bad you’ll never have a chance with her. Look at her again and you’ll regret it,” he threatens before leading you out of the elevator and to his dorm room. He pulls your skirt back down to cover your ass before shoving you inside the room, quickly shutting the door behind the two of you. He sits you down on his bed, finally releasing your wrists.

You glare at him as you rub your wrists and readjust your underwear, “You’re such a dick! It’s your fault I’m still a virgin, maybe someone would actually want to fuck me if you didn’t publically humiliate me all the time!” 

Dmitri scoffs and rolls his eyes, “These fucking losers wouldn’t even know where to start with you. They don’t know you like it rough, they don’t know that you like it when I’m fucking mean…god they’d feel how tight that little cunt is and blow their load before you could even feel them inside of you.”

You look up at him in annoyance, “So what? You’re the only one who can fuck me but you won’t?”

He crosses his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes at you. “It’s complicated.”

“Complicated my ass…” 

He grabs your chin, holding you in place. “Why do you always have to talk back? Why do you always have to say something mean?”

“Because it turns you on, you fucking freak.”

He grips your chin tighter now, “No matter how many lessons I teach you how is it that you never fucking learn?” 

You wet your lips with your tongue, deciding to provoke him. “Maybe if Sergei was the one doing this I would behave. Why don’t you call him up for me, Dima?”

He closes his eyes like it hurts, inhaling sharply. “If I was anything like him I would’ve already laid you out. But you want it rougher? You want what Sergei would give you? Fine. Take it.” 

Before you can even speak he’s grabbing you by the shoulders, turning you on your stomach. He holds you down as he climbs onto the bed, draping himself over you. You’re both still fully dressed as he starts to rut himself against your ass. He pulls your skirt up, grabbing your underwear and ripping it off in a painful yet arousing move. “You want it like this? You want it rough? Animalistic? You want me to tell you that I can smell just how wet you are for me?” 

You moan against the sheets and nod, feeling his hand grope your ass. He brings his hand back, slapping it hard. You bite into his sheets to muffle your cry of pain. Dmitri has always been rough with you but this is different. “You really think you’d want Sergei over me? You think he could make you feel what I do? You think he would take the time out of his day to even look at you? He only comes to see me on my birthday and you think you’re so important that he’d take the time to touch you?” You can hear the hurt in his voice, it’s starting to take a different turn.

You lift your head from the mattress. “H-Hey, Dmitri let's take a second to breathe, okay?” You turn your head to look back at him. He has his face buried in your back.

You can feel the warm tears pooling against your shirt, “I’m here, I show up, I give you the time of day…not him…I know how you like it, where you like it…I-I’m better than him I swear…” He sighs against your back, slowly lifting his head. “I’ll show you how much better I am than him if you let me…” His eyes glisten with tears. 

You bite the inside of your cheek as you decide what to do, “Are you…are you okay?” 

He swallows, composing himself. “Of course I am, I’m fucking great.” His voice cracks. 

“Don’t want to keep going?” You ask softly.

He nods, “Do you?”

You nod in response, “Yeah, I do. Show me how good you are, Dmitri, show me that you know exactly what to do with me.” 

That’s all he needs to hear. He slides a hand between your thighs and another up to your breasts, groping you through your shirt as he ruts against your exposed ass. He starts to rub your inner thigh as he takes control, “I’m gonna make you feel so good you’ll never think of another man…only me, only me forever. Gonna make you fucking squirt I swear to god…” He mumbles against your skin. He starts to kiss your neck, nipping at your soft flesh as he does. 

“You belong to me, everyone needs to know…my practice dummy, my girl, my…fuck mine…” He moves his hand up to your cunt. He wraps his legs around yours, flipping you so that he’s on his back while you lay on top of him. It seems like he learned something at practice. He spreads your cunt, you whine as the cool air hits it. He teases your slit with his forefinger and middle finger, using his thumb to play with your clit. He keeps your legs spread apart with his own. “You’re so fucking beautiful…gonna make you feel good…gonna prove how good I am I swear,” he babbles. 

You can’t help but smile at his praise, tears brim your eyes. You can tell he’s slipping into subspace so you take over, “You’re pretty too Dima, prettiest boy on campus…I love your eyes and your nose…fuck your nose is perfect. It’s a crime that you haven’t let me ride your face yet…you’ll let me next time, won’t you? It’d make mommy very happy…”

His eyes light up, “It would?” He increases the pressure on your clit and you whine, writhing on top of him.

“Mhm, so happy baby…so fucking happy…”

He plunges his fingers inside of you, going slow, keeping that same pressure on your clit as he toys with it. “Gonna make my mommy so happy…gonna make you feel so good…I’m just as good as Sergei…I’m better than Sergei, you don’t need him mommy, I swear. I’ll be whatever you need, whatever you want. Just tell me what you want…” He babbles as he plays with your cunt. He already knows the exact pace you like, he already knows how to control your pleasure, he’s perfect. 

“I just want you Dima, make me feel good in the way only you can…” You mumble, relaxing under his touch.

His hand comes up to grope your breasts as he fingers you, he kneads your breast softly in his hand, taking his time to massage the delicate flesh. He rolls your nipple between his fingers, causing you to whine pathetically at the slight pain that comes from it. He presses down harder on your clit as he moves onto your other breast, he’s doing his best to get you to the edge as quickly as he can. “Does this feel good, Dummy?” He asks softly, the nickname coming out almost lovingly. 

You moan, “So good Dima, keep touching me like that and I’ll come in no time…” You’re writhing on top of him, complete putty in his hands. He uses his legs to spread yours even further apart, allowing him full access to your body. You’d let him do whatever he wanted at this point as long as it meant he’d let you come.

He sucks another hickey into your skin before slowing his movements, causing you to whine. “You wanna come?”

You roll your eyes, “Of course I wanna come, Dmitri, nobody wakes up begging for blue balls…”

He slaps your clit and you yelp. “Don’t be a smartass or I will blue ball you. I want you to repeat something for me and maybe after that I’ll let you come.”

“Go on then, don’t keep mommy waiting, Dima,” you order. You’re both battling to be in charge and neither one of you is winning. 

He nips at your earlobe, tugging at it softly before pulling away. “Yeah, you need me to make you come mommy? You wanna come all over my fingers, want me to be your good boy and make you feel good? Is that what you deserve, mommy?” He makes slow circles against your clit. 

You whine softly at his teasing, “Dima you know I need it, you know I deserve it…”

He shakes his head, tutting softly, “Prove it to me. Prove that you deserve it, tell me I’m better than that fucking loser you talked to earlier, tell me I’m better than Sergei. Prove that you want me.” Poor sweet Dmitri, he’s got his fingers buried deep in your cunt and yet he’s still worried you don’t want him. 

You chew at your lower lip until you’re able to speak. “You’re so good, Dima…such a good boy for mommy, god…the way you touch me and manhandle me is so intoxicating.” He keeps playing with your clit as you speak. 

He starts to kiss your neck, “Go on, Mommy, keep going.” 

You wet your lips with your tongue before continuing, “You make me feel so good, every time you touch me my body feels like it’s on fire…no one could touch me like this, make me feel this good. I don’t need anyone else, Dima, I just need you.”

He smirks against your neck, “And why is that? Why do you just need me?” 

You gulp, trying to compose yourself before continuing. The way he works his fingers inside of you is making you a whiney squirmy little mess. “Because those fucking losers could never touch me like you…not any of my crushes, not Sergei, just you Dima…just you…”

He moves his hand away from your breast, using it to turn your head just enough to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. He nips and sucks at your lower lip before slipping his tongue into your mouth, exploring like he hasn’t done this hundreds of times by now. You’ve both adapted to one another, if you tried to kiss someone else you’re not sure if you could, it would be like your first kiss all over again. He manages to hit the spot you’ve been begging him to, bringing you to your climax. You pull away just to moan his name, throwing your head back against him as you writhe and moan on top of him. It’s a bliss even better than what you’ve felt before, he knows how to work your body just right, how to get you closer to pure bliss than you could ever get yourself. He works you through it as you come down from your high, whispering sweet praise. “Took it so well, you always do…so pretty and all mine, just mine…”

He holds you against himself, starting to stroke your hair as he unwraps his legs from yours, finally giving you a chance to stretch out. “I’m sorry if I was too rough…I couldn’t stand the way he looked at you. You’re too good for him…too good for me too…” The last part comes out so softly you almost don’t hear it. 

You finally speak, “You weren’t, if it was too much I’d say something, you should know that by now Dima.” You roll off him, laying next to him in his dorm bed. You look up at the popcorn ceiling, taking in what’s happened today. Every second around Dmitri is like a strange rollercoaster ride. You inch your hand closer to his, linking your pinky with his. He’s so fucked up and strange but you can’t get enough of him. He interlocks his fingers with yours, taking your hand in his. You turn to face him with a soft smile, “Should I take care of that for you?” You glance down at his obvious bulge in his pants. 

He bites his lip and nods, a desperate look in his eyes. “Fuck, mommy, please…”

[mango-sunset]

DC X MARVEL: Dick Grayson is Richard Parker, with a twist.

AU where somewhere during Dick's time in spiral, something happens and his identity is erased from everyone's memory and now the only people who remember him are the people who know him as Agent 37. Everything else beyond that is just gone. In the void. Like it never existed in the first place.

After he finds this out, he decides to stay in spiral after realizing he has no where else to go. Even after he's able to complete his mission, he stays. After all, where would he go? His home is something only he remembers.

Anyways, some time passes, how much is for interpretation/the writer to decide, and spiral ends up finding an dimensional rift, a crack between their dimension and another. After a lot of discussion on what the best course of action is, they decide the best course of action is to have one agent, go to the other side to close it on that end, and another to close it on theirs.

Dick, having nothing left to lose, makes the sacrifice of being the one to close it from the other side. After they're able to successfully close the rift, he takes his time getting used to his new world. After exploring and getting used to this new reality he was in, he decided to settle down and become a police officer in Queens New York where he met Ben. Where the 2 quickly became brothers in everything but blood. Everything after this is Richards Parker's story. Up to the point of the plane crash.

After some time, Him and Mary decided to finally settle down with Peter and Teresa. As more time passes, the family grows bigger with the birth of the twins Kaine Parker & Ben Parker are born.

And now in the present day, Peter is Spider-man, mentoring young Miles Morales. Teresa works for shield, following in her parent's footsteps. Kaine and Ben traveling the world, trying to find their place in it. And Dick and Mary are scientists with their own company, seeing with their kids are doing now and feeling nothing but pride & enjoy.

But something is wrong. And the rift that was once closed so many years ago, has reopened.

What happens afterwards? Idk but here are some ideas I have

Peter ends up in Gotham, trying to find his way home, but his presence there is slowly making everyone remember Dick.

The world's are colliding like 2 black holes, and the heroes of both worlds are trying to stop it.

At some point in the DC universe, everyone ends up remembering Dick. Maybe after a huge fight with some alien magic users, so they reopen the rift, trying to find him.

Maybe both Richard and Peter are sent to Gotham, maybe Richard was trying to protect Peter from a magic attack and ended up getting hit with him. Or maybe vice versa and the person that casts the spell could tell he wasn't from this world and sent Richard back to where he came from but Peter ended up protecting him and now they're both in Gotham.

And here are some little background things I would add if I was better at writing:

Richard and Mary use to be very close friends with the Osborn's. But after they find out about the experiments and the truth behind Norman's work, well, you can only guess what would happen.

Harry and Peter are still very close, even after everything. Kanie and Ben aren't really big fan of him though..

Richard doesn't like being around Tony Stark to much. (he reminds him too much of Bruce. Especially Bruce's Brucie Wayne persona)

Tony has two kids, Megan and Harley. Both are very close with Peter.

Mary has reddish brown hair and green eyes

Richard knew that Peter was Spider-man right off the bat. Decides to pick up being a vigilante again for a bit to teach him the ropes, doesn't stay a vigilante for long and ends up becoming his GITC.

Peter looks exactly like Richard physically but with his mom's color palette.

Likewise, Teresa looks exactly like Mary physically but has Richards color palette. As a little treat.

Kaine has Dick's hair color and his Mary eye color, while Ben has Mary's hair color and Dick's eye color. They have a mix of both of their physical features.

Richard refers to all of his kids as his little Robins, the same way his mother used to for him.

He taught everyone in the family how to fly like a Glying Grayson.

Peter's full name is Peter Benjamin Grayson-Parker. Maybe his middle name is Bruce instead?? It would keep his initials PBP. But Benjamin just feels right.

I had the idea that Teresa's name is a reference to Tara Markov/Terra considering how similar the name is, and that her middle name is Cassidy, a combination of Stephanie's and Cassandra names to honour them both. So her full name would be Teresa Cassidy Grayson-Parker. But that's just an idea lol.

Kaine is honestly pretty similar to Jason based off what I know about him, so why not his full name be Kaine Jason Grayson-Parker. A nice little tribute to his little brother.

Ben's full name is Benjamin Riley Grayson-Parker, nothing much to say that I'm sorry Ben :(( but maybe when the twins are born, both Ben and May are dead, so that's why he has their names... I'm just spending it ideas at this point.

That's all I have for now :p I'm sorry if there's any grammar mistakes I'm writing this at 2:00 AM using Voice-To-Text. If anyone ends up writing this PLEASE send me the link!!! I will forever be in your debt 🙏 🙏 🙏

[highwaytohoech]

teen wolf au where lydia is a born wolf and thats why she plays dumb and works so hard to fit in

also why stiles thinks she must be in love with derek because she keeps helping him, which keeps cueing more bi panic in him than he knew was possible

in which cora comes back a lot sooner and that clears a lot of things up immediately. lydia/cora CPR scene. derek should probably win some kind of award for how unfazed he is about the development once he’s sure that his sister’s gonna be okay. stiles tries to be all mature, and consoling, and no one’s ever looked more confused about anything in their life.

“you thought—me and lydia?”

“let’s see, you’re hot and bossy, she’s hot and bossy, what’s not adding up?”

“i’m not that bossy,” derek says, and then, “wait.”

“don’t even try to be humble about this, mr ‘it took me three years to get a refrigerator for my apartment but you better believe the train car i lived in for a month got a pull up bar.’”

“that was—for strength training.”

“yeah, and i do kegels for my health,” stiles says. derek blinks at him. “joke! i’m obviously joking.”

“kegels,” derek says, and stiles would love to take back his entire life. or just die right here, and respawn back where he was thirty seconds ago. “what is that, exactly?”

but he looks… does he almost sound intrigued?

looking at stiles, and now his breath’s catching.

“you know what?” stiles says. “it has been a pleasure oversharing with you. wanna go somewhere and overshare some more?”

it shouldn’t work. there’s no world where stiles would’ve tried a word of this on purpose.

but derek nods.

[peachhcs]

a perfect birthday

figure skater x macklin celebrini au (blaire + mack)

summary: macklin made sure to return the favor and gave blaire the best 19th birthday she could've asked for

words: 3k 

author's note: y'all i'm so bad i said i was going to post this yesterday and then i never did. here's mack taking blaire around for her birthday and surprising her with little gifts throughout the day :) can be read as a part 2 to the social media fic or just a stand alone (longest fic in this au??)

au masterlist | part one

the day started similarly to how mack's birthday began. blaire woke up to a hundred texts from mack and friends wishing her a happy birthday. she smiled brightly, quickly responding to everyone before rushing out of bed to get ready. it was her idea for her and mack to go golfing bright and early as hard as it was to believe. blaire never minded watching her boyfriend hit a little ball around a course for two hours because that just meant she got to spend more time with him. plus, what else was she going to do on her birthday? mack promised a full day of fun, so she excited to see what he came up with. 

after braiding her hair back, the dirty blonde packed her small bag with snacks, water, and a few different sharpies where she would sit and decorate mack's golf balls for him so he had something pretty to look at. the boy pulled up to her apartment promptly at 8 knowing getting there early meant they'd beat the rush later in the day. blaire ran down the steps, emerging from the front doors with a big smile on her face when she saw the boy already waiting against his car for her. 

"happy birthday, love," macklin exclaimed while lifting her into his arms for a hug. the girl was grinning from ear to ear, "thank you! i can't believe we only have one more year left of being a teenager now," blaire said, pinching his cheeks when he set her down. his face reddened a bit, but he didn't pull away from her. 

"how do you feel? older? wiser?" 

"i guess so. i hope you brought a lot of golf balls because i brought a lot of sharpies," blaire giggled as she climbed into the car and mack met her on the other side. 

"i have a bag full, i'll let you take them when we get there. first though, i stopped and got you your coffee and a birthday donut. boston cream," the boy revealed the hidden dunkin bag and blaire's eyes widened. 

"you remembered! thank you," she happily took them and made sure to press a soft kiss to his cheek. 

"of course i did. one of many birthday treats." 

blaire began munching on the donut while mack got them back onto the road. she had never been more content before, sitting in her pro hockey player boyfriend’s car with a donut and coffee that he knew so well he didn't even need to ask what her order was. how much better could it get? not to mention, the said hockey player was her best friend. 

the drive to the local course was short and sweet. macklin had a membership, so all he had to do was to flash his card at the window and they were in without any problems. the parking lot was fairly empty still, so that meant they'd get pretty far before more people began showing up for the day. 

"the goal is 11," mack hummed, glancing at the clock on the dash. 

"that would be a new record for you," the dirty blonde laughed. any other time she tagged along with mack and will or maybe a few other guys, it felt like they were there for a whole day. three hours would be impressive for him. 

"well, it's just me and you watching, so i think i can move it along," the boy grinned. blaire leaned forward to peck his lips before jumping out of the car, but mack stopped her. "wait, i have a gift for you." 

"for me? you spending the whole day with me is enough of a gift," she rolled her eyes, but was secretly eager when she watched him pull out a rather large box from under his seat. he was just full of surprises. 

mack only shrugged as he passed the blue box over. the figure skater eyed him, but quickly tore into the bow and wasted no time pulling the top off. he must've gotten better at wrapping in their time apart. inside, blaire laid her eyes on a beautiful pair of brown leg warmers and a vest to wear over her compression shirts because she always told mack how convenient and more breathable they were. 

"mack. you got all of this for me?" she was shocked and in awe. 

the brunette blushed, "you kept telling me how you were dying to get a new one because your vest was so old. i saw those while also shopping for the vest and thought you would like them." 

"i love them. thank you. you're so sweet," she jumped across the center to engulf him in her arms. macklin laughed, squeezing her tight before letting her go again. "i can't wait to wear this now. i love you," blaire kissed him again and he loved seeing that wide smile on her lips, especially when he was the cause. 

coming second to physical touch, mack was definitely a gift giver. he loved surprising blaire with little things whenever he saw her, so he was glad she liked the gifts he picked out. he couldn't wait to give her more a little later because now, it was time to golf and if mack wanted to be done by 11, he needed to start now. 

luckily, it wasn't too hot out, so the couple enjoyed the drive over the greens. blaire had her usual spot in the passenger side where she had a bagful of mack's golf balls to draw on. she was becoming quite creative with the designs after getting inspiration on tiktok and pinterest. the brunette loved getting to look over and see her sitting all pretty in the cart with her tongue stuck out while focusing. this was his idea of a perfect life. 

sometimes blaire would get out and hold the flag while mack putted into the hole. her little happy jumps anytime he did it one try always made him smile. he even started getting a kiss each time he putt the ball in one. 

they were on the 15th hole when blaire got a text from carter. she smiled seeing the happy birthday text with a bunch of different emojis, quickly responding back. 

carter 

happy birthday loser!!! 🤪🥳🤓😱🙉🎂🎈

blaire

thank you!!! miss u wish we were celebrating together

carter 

thinking of u bc i got a boston cream donut this morning

blaire

me too!!! mack got me one :) 

carter 

hope ur day is awesome thanks for being a great big sister

his last message warmed her heart. it was hard to be away from him since this was the first birthday in awhile that she wasn't at home, but they both knew she was having a lot more fun in san jose. 

blaire half expected a message from mason, but she also knew it was a long shot to think he would text her. she hadn't talked to him in almost two months. he was off somewhere in ireland and the last time she saw him once when the whole family dropped him off at the airport. it was sad, but a bit awkward since he hardly even gave a goodbye. 

"hey, you okay?" mack walked over to the cart after hitting his ball. he noticed the long expression her face. 

"hmm? i'm good," blaire snapped out her thoughts, but the rookie knew her better than that. he just gave her a look instead of saying anything, "carter texted me happy birthday and it made me smile, but then i was thinking about mason." 

"do you think he'll text you?" mack wondered as he climbed back into the cart.

"probably not, but it's fine, i don't really care." 

the boy put his hand on her thigh as a way to tell her he was there for her without saying it. sometimes the actions meant more than the words and blaire appreciated it. she squeezed his hand with her own and cuddled into him as they drove to where his ball landed. 

"can i see your designs so far?" mack wondered before he got out again. blaire eagerly dug into the bag where every single one of them was decorated in a different design and color. 

"this one's my favorite," she showed him the one where she drew the shark's mascot and then around the ball was teal and gray zig-zagged lines. 

"woah, this is awesome. i may have to display this one," the brunette grinned. 

"you can look through all of them. i think they came out really well," blaire giggled. the hockey player leaned forward to plant a big kiss to her lips. all she did was giggle and push him away so he could finish the hole. 

by the time they were done, it was closer to 11:30. "hey, i was close," the boy argued. 

"maybe it would've taken you less time if you didn't kiss me after every hole," blaire teased a bit and she liked how her boyfriend's face reddened a deep shade of crimson. 

"hey. they're birthday kisses. here's one more for 19," and he leaned forward again. the figure skater was not complaining though. she loved having mack's lips on hers. they were always so soft and tasted like whatever soda he was drinking. 

"when we get back we can change and then i am taking you out to lunch," mack revealed their next plans. 

"ooh, where?" 

"it's a surprise," he hummed as they pulled out of the parking lot which had become a lot more busier as the day persisted. 

because mack thought ahead, he packed different clothes so he didn't have to drive all the way back to his place when they got back to blaire's apartment. he followed her inside where she warned him that it was a bit of mess because she hadn't done dishes since yesterday afternoon and she stressed doing laundry last night. the boy didn't care though, eagerly running to the bathroom to pee while blaire went to find a new outfit for lunch. 

she decided on pink, babydoll tank top and a jean skirt, a sorority staple during recruitment season. mack reemerged from the bathroom in a nice blue button down a black shorts. he smiled when he saw blaire's outfit. 

"you look pretty," he hummed, clasping his hands around her waist. 

"you look pretty too. do i need anything else?" she wondered and he shook his head. 

"nope, just your pretty little self," he kissed her again before they headed back out. 

mack drove them into downtown all while blaire just kept trying to guess where the reservation was. the hockey player had a great poker face though and never cracked until he pulled into a parking space in front of mastro's steakhouse which was one of blaire's favorites. they went here when they first started dating again and the girl had never stopped talking about it since. 

"oh shit! i should have known. i'm so excited and so hungry," the girl exclaimed. mack took her hand and they walked in together, greeted with a smile by the hostess. 

"for celebrini?" mack said and she nodded. "follow me." 

the hostess took the couple around the corner to one of the tables by the window. blaire was too caught up in the ambiance and decorations of the place that she didn't see two people are sitting at the table with their faces covered by menu's. mack nudged her arm, smiling a bit mischievously when blaire looked at them and then at the table. she grew confused until the two slowly peeked their eyes over the menu and blaire quickly recognized them. 

"holy shit. no way!!" the dirty blonde jumped up in excitement. samy and will completely showed their faces, samy getting up to hug her. 

"happy birthday, blaire!!" 

"what are you doing here?" the figure skater was in so much shock. 

"a little birdie told us it was your birthday," samy laughed and let her hug will too. 

"i was just thinking about how excited i am to be at the lake house for the first time next month. what a nice surprise," blaire beamed and quickly found her seat. 

"so how's your birthday been so far?" samy wondered. 

"it's been good. mack and i went golfing this morning," she smiled at her boyfriend beside her. 

"aw did you have to drag her out?" will teased. 

"no, she actually wanted to go," mack said. 

"that's a first. samy hates going golfing with me," will looked at his girl and she rolled her eyes. 

"i do not. i wouldn't go every day, but i will go occasionally." 

"doesn't she whip your ass at it?" macklin raised his eyebrow and will flushed. 

"no. she doesn't. she does do very well though," the blonde defended himself while everyone laughed. 

the four took turns catching up with one another. samy filled blaire in on the past semester while blaire talked about her own too. the boys didn't have much to say besides hockey, but it wasn't much new news from them. they just happily listened to their girlfriends yap away about this, that, and the other. 

"so how's everyone else been? gabe? emma? julianne? ryan? hannah?" blaire still hadn't officially met all of them yet, only talking over random instagram comments, but she was excited to formally meet them in michigan. 

"they're good. uh, let's see...ryan's in mass with julie. hannah's in michigan and long island with james—oh, she's gonna be here for the draft on friday, so maybe we can all get together. gabe and emma are back together, so that's good," samy explained each of their friends' whereabouts this summer. 

"really? oh, i'm glad. i felt so bad," blaire frowned. 

"yeah, they're good now," samy smiled. 

"gabo was classy with it, don't worry. he took her on a sunset dinner cruise," will chuckled. 

"damn, he's already putting that league money to use," the boys shared a laugh at the joke. 

"wow, i can't believe it's already draft season again. do i know anyone who's in?" blaire wondered. 

"james hagens, hannah's boyfriend, is. uhh, matt schaefer but i don't really know him. michael misa.." samy hummed. 

"i've heard all of those names i think. that's exciting," blaire nodded. 

"dude, that schaefer kid is good. the islanders will be getting a good one. they think haggy's going philly," will informed his knowledge. 

"dude, i know. some tough competition. philly would be good for hags, i could see that," mack nodded in agreement. blaire wasn't that knowledgeable in hockey, so she looked at samy for help on the lingo the boys were using. the brunette chuckled and explained what blaire didn't understand. 

the rest of lunch went well. the four talked about everything they had missed while being apart and at the end, samy promised they'd get together again before she went back to michigan with will. blaire loved how inseparable the older couple was and how they always went where the other was when they didn't have other obligations going on. she hoped her and mack could become like them. 

"sooo?" the young rookie wondered when they got back into the car. 

"best surprise ever. that was so fun," the dirty blonde beamed. 

"they thought it would be fun to surprise you since they were already gonna be in town for the draft this weekend. samy was all for it when i brought the idea up," mack explained. 

"thank you, i love getting to hang out with them. they're so..mom and dad already you know? like i can't wait for their wedding," that made the two laugh.

"yeah, tell me about it." 

the couple was tired after such a big lunch, so they headed back to blaire's apartment for some much needed rest after getting up so early. mack apparently had another gift up his sleeve when he revealed another box once they were inside. 

"what is this? you didn't get me something else. you just paid for my lunch," the girl laughed as she became curious as to what else her boyfriend could've gotten her. she was just being spoiled today. 

"i think you'll like it," the boy hummed and watched with a smile as she unwrapped the mystery. 

one thing about blaire was that she was a huge reader. she loved to read in her free time and mack really loved that about her, especially when all she talked about was the latest book she'd been reading, so mack got her the throne of glass book series she'd been raving about and dying to read, she just hadn't made it to the book store yet. when the wrapping flew off blaire's eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the entire series sitting in her lap. 

"oh my god you didn't!" she looked over at her boyfriend in surprise. 

"you kept telling me how much you wanted to read the series, so i got it for you so you don't have to get it now," the boy smiled. 

"i love you, i love you, i love you. you know me so well," she jumped up to kiss him. 

the girl couldn't have asked for a better birthday because she got to spend it with the one person who knew her better than anyone. they changed into more comfortable clothes and blaire immediately settled onto the couch to start reading the first book. she never needed a huge party or big gifts, just something easy and simple like laying on the couch with mack at her side as he dozed off for a nap after spending the whole morning golfing 18 holes by himself. 

blaire was tight in his hold and she giggled when she heard soft snores falling from his lips so quickly. it never took long for him to crash. she gently kissed his forehead, whispering a soft thank you before spending the rest of her birthday in his arms reading. 

how could it get better? 

[vii-sparks]

yayyy more protectobot lore tidbits for my au

warning for blood (energon) and a minimal amount of (robo)gore

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TARN: “You know how we work, Autobot. You knew what would happen if you took a defector in.” HOT SPOT: “…” TARN: “It was admirable of you, really: to accept him as one of your own, to treat him with the same understanding and encouragement you would any other Autobot under your command. ‘We’ll stand together’—what a charming sentiment.” HOT SPOT: “ . . . ” TARN: “But you know what we do to Decepticons who try to turn red. Every traitor must be tried, and their accomplices with them. Our Cause is law.” HOT SPOT: “ . . . . . . ” TARN: “…Look at you, poor thing. Brought to your knees when you once stood as tall as Optimus Prime himself; but you’re hardly worth delivering the killing blow now. Weak prey isn’t worth the effort. Someday, when you’re worth the pursuit… then, I’ll come back and finally put you out of your misery.”

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PROWL: “My condolences. I know you two were close…” STREETWISE: “…Don’t treat me like I’m grievin’, ‘cause I’m not. Fragger got what he deserved, didn’t he? We had such a good thing goin’, but he…” PROWL: “…” STREETWISE: “…” PROWL: “Just—Don’t do anything reckless. Do you hear me?” STREETWISE: “Just fine.” PROWL: “I know we don’t always see optic-to-optic, but we can’t afford for you to go and get yourself killed too. You need to get a grip, and soon, because we need you.” STREETWISE: “…Yeah, yeah. Whatever y’say.”

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FIRST AID: “Oh, Primus…” MOONRACER: “It was the right thing to do, ‘Aid.” FIRST AID: “I… I can’t…” MOONRACER: “Um, come over here… T—Think about it: he would have taken all of us down with him if you hadn’t gotten him first…!” FIRST AID: “…I’m so sorry.” MOONRACER: “‘Aid?” FIRST AID: “I’m so sorry. I don’t deserve to—oh, Primus. Please don’t look at me. Please…” MOONRACER: “‘Aid—” FIRST AID: “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m—”

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DECEPTICON: “Please—Please! Just let me go!” GROOVE: “…” DECEPTICON: “I’m begging you! You’re a mech just like I am under there, right?” GROOVE: “…” DECEPTICON: “You got your info. You got what you want, right? I won’t say a word, not even to Soundwave! I’m basically not a witness! I—I didn’t even see who you are!” GROOVE: “…” DECEPTICON: “I didn’t do anything, please let me go, please I have a conjunx I—” *kzzzt* GROOVE: “ . . . ”

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DARKWING: “Not so brave now, are you, Autobot? Serves you right for that dirty little stunt you pulled.” BLADES: *kzzsht* DARKWING: “Oh, yeah. Your vocalizer. Real shame that I had to tear it out, but I like you a whole lot better when you’re not speaking.” BLADES: *kzzZZZzst* DARKWING: “Don’t like that? Maybe pick a fight in your league next time and you won’t be put in your place!” BLADES: *KZZZSHSHHHHT* DARKWING: “Forget hostage negotiation, I’m gonna have a great time crushing your spark. Any last words? Oh, that’s right—GAAAHHHH!!” BLADES: *kzzZZzZZshT* DARKWING: “Y—You little pest—hhGGGAAAHHH—AAAAAAAHHHHH—!” *kzzzt*