#this is a 15+ second long set so wait for it haha

[hyunjinz]

22.08.11. HAPPY CHANGBIN DAY !

[kometqh]

Comfort Touch

╰┈➤ Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

╰┈➤ Warnings: fluff turned to light spice

╰┈➤ Summary: What happens when amidst a fight you forget your date with Ethan?

╰┈➤ Word Count: 1.7k

Jazz music and various voices filled the crowded restaurant, the aroma of different Italian dishes mixed together and wafted through the space, and the clang of utensils on plates seemed to be too loud for his thoughts.

Ethan sat at a small, wooden rounded table in a faraway corner of the restaurant, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram and furiously tapping his foot on the floor, listening to the mild chatter. The long, taper candle in front of him gently swayed its flame and crackled from time to time.

He agreed to meet at 7PM sharp, and yet he arrived about ten minutes early, nervously nodding his head as the waitress assigned to his table attempted small talk.

'Yeah, I've got a date! I'm very nervous haha', is all he said, her words falling on deaf ears as he continued wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans before being led to the table he had reserved.

And now, it was just a minute before seven, and his heart was beating rapidly, thoughts running wild and eyes looking around the room, his phone long forgotten as his hands fidgeted with the table cloth.

The sound of heels clacking against the hardwood floor caught his attention.

Time seemed to slow down, voices turned into white noise as the sound of his own heartbeat turned him into a deaf man.

Her long, burgundy red dress hung on by two thin straps, revealing her shoulders and collarbone, and the soft fabric embraced her curves before coming to a loose end at her ankles.

Her hands clutched tightly onto the strap of a small handbag, and her eyes looked around the place nervously, skipping from head to head, in search for one particular man, as she came to a stop at the admissions desk.

He stood up from his seat, suddenly feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him as he realised how underdressed he was for the occasion, cladded in a simple white t-shirt, black denim jeans and a black denim jacket.

For his very first, and certainly not last, date with his crush. The most beautiful, smart and funny woman he has ever laid his eyes upon.

Her bright, wide open eyes met his, and the corners of her mouth tugged upwards as the waitress led her to their table. Her cheeks had a red tint to them, one that seemed to match the colour of her dress in intensity.

Ethan's body stiffened, his mouth went dry, his palms suddenly felt clammy and sweaty, as if he hadn't been wiping them every 15 seconds on his trousers since his arrival. He moved away from his seat, and closer to her only to stop by her chair, moving it out before she could do so herself.

The waitress placed two sets of menus in front of them, saying she'll be back in a couple of minutes to take their orders.

You slowly took in a deep breath, fidgeting with the edge of the white tablecloth, waiting for him to speak, or to at least stop staring.

A long minute passed before he cleared his throat, and scratched the back of his neck, snapping back to reality.

"You look beautiful, Y/n." He said quietly, looking down at his lap, making a poor attempt at hiding his blushing face.

You chuckled, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear.

"You don't look too bad yourself," you retorted, reaching for the drinks menu, "though I must say, you really made an effort." You continued, restraining a chuckle as the blush on his face intensified in colour.

"What can I say? My wardrobe mostly consists of sweatpants and flannels," he responded, smiling lightly, "Chad had to drag me out to at least buy something."

You smiled, making eye contact as Ethan looked over the menu too, his hand finding it's way up onto the table and to your own hand, the other flipped the page as he read.

The two of you ordered your foods and continued chatting throughout the entire night, and as he walked you back home, he had asked to go on another date soon. That led to multiple dates over the span of a few weeks, which led up to now.

Ethan nervously stood at your door, pacing back and forth as he waited for you to come out. He could hear your voice shouting, which caused anxiety to creep into him.

He knocked on the door again, and this time your voice went silent. He could hear you approaching the door as you stomped towards it.

The door swung open, and he was met with your tear-struck face and frown. He had never seen you like this, and it felt as though his heart was being squeezed in an imaginary palm. The bouquet of your favourite flowers that he held were lowered down to his thigh, and his eyebrows scrunched up closer as he stepped inside.

"Ethan? Why are you here?" You asked, stepping back, your breath shallow and voice strained. Had you forgotten?

"I came to pick you up? For our date?" He asked uncertainly, closing the door behind him. He placed the flowers on the floor, and moved his hands to your face, thumbs gently wiping away the tears, he continued, "Is everything okay? I heard shouting."

You shook your head, grasping his hand with your own, looking away.

"Yeah. Everything's okay. But I don't think I'm in the state to go out." You said, attempting to lighten the mood as you sniffled.

Your eyes moved to look into his, and your gut twisted as you saw the worry in those chocolatey-brown eyes.

His lips were parted as though he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.

He shook his head and pulled you into a hug. You sniffled and stifled a sob, stuffing your face into his shoulder, letting silent cries out.

"We can watch a movie? You can choose. We don't have to talk about it if you don't feel like it love." He said quietly, his large hand gently stroking your hair, twirling random strands around his finger as he comforted you.

After a minute or two. you lifted your head, nodding at his earlier suggestion. The fabric of his sweater was now stained wet with your tears, but that didn't seem to bother him.

"I'll grab you a shirt, come." You said, tugging at his hand as you led him to your room. Your roommate, Anika, was on a night out with her girlfriend, so the two of you had the entire apartment to yourselves.

Ethan shook his head, and pulled you to face him.

"Go sit on the couch baby, I'll grab your duvet and I'll make some food okay?" He asked, cradling your face in his hands, his eyes searching yours for an answer. When he received none, he continued to walk with you to the living room, gently pushing you to sit on the couch.

In just a couple of minutes, he had brought over your duvet and two pillows, and now you were looking for a movie on Netflix as he stood in the kitchen, shoving some popcorn into the microwave.

His footsteps resonated within the room, and before you knew it, the two of you were in each others arms, sat up and watching Twilight.

Upon Ethan's suggestion of course.

It was one of those movies that could awaken your inner Mindy, the over-analyser and critic, all in one.

Your eyes were solely focused on the TV, Bella's dialogue filling the otherwise quiet room.

Ethan stared at you instead, brushing his fingers along the side of your arm, occasionally placing soft kisses on your neck and cheek, brushing the tip of his nose against your skin, muttering sweet nothings and whispers of comfort, as well as a couple of 'I love you's'.

Your breathing had steadied, and your tears eventually came to an end. The beeping of the microwave cut through the silence, but it was ignored by you both.

Only 10 minutes in, and you were already laying down, facing Ethan as you two mindlessly stared into each others eyes.

"Do you...wanna talk about it?" Ethan asked, a soft tone accompanying his voice, his eyes searching yours.

Exhaling loudly, you closed your eyes and nodded.

"It was my older sister. She was mad over something and projected it onto me." You said quietly, lips quivering at the thought of her harsh voice, spewing insults at you over something her fiancée had done.

"I'm sorry, I completely forgot about the date. I'll make it up to you okay?" You asked before placing a light kiss on his lips. Ethan nodded, smiling, and laced his fingers into your hair, pulling your face back to his as he deepened the kiss.

A gasp left your lips, and you shifted a bit, with Ethan moving to lean over you slightly, the movie long forgotten.

Your hands glided over his chest, feeling his abs through the soft fabric of his sweater. They were the remedy to your sadness. Satisfying to the touch and to the eyes.

Ethan supported himself above you, propping himself up on his elbow above your head, whilst his other hand stroked your cheek, then slowly slid down to gently grip at your neck, just how you liked it, rubbing at the soft skin with his thumb.

After a long moment, it continued its way down, down your chest and to the hem of your shirt, where his fingers lifted the material and traced circles into the skin of your stomach.

Your own hands flew up to his curls, scrunching them in your grasp, grazing your nails lightly against his scalp before tugging at the roots lightly, earning a gasp from the male.

Ethan smirked into the kiss, his hand caressing your waist. Your skin felt hot under his touch, and the argument from earlier evaporated from your head under the heat of the kiss.

The two of you continued for what seemed like forever, but were soon interrupted by the beeping of the microwave.

You pulled away, and Ethan half groaned, half moaned, licking his lips. You giggled and stared into his eyes as his hand tucked away strands of your hair. Smiling, you whispered,

"I think you should get the popcorn."

[toxinoire]

A random ass thing I thought of during Gen Math class.

Please do not take this all too seriously I just like crossovering fandoms I'm in with my ocs

~~~~~~

Regin opens her eyes.

What the fuck? Where is she?

All she recalls is colliding with a bus before things went black.

Also, why does this look like a law court?

"Another teen? Do people just like throwing their lives away or something?"

"Avery, calm down. Let's not judge yet."

Regina looked up and saw two people in front of her. A brunette woman with glasses in gray and a black haired woman with pink tips and well, in pink.

"Uh, hey. Where the fuck am I?" Regina asked.

"Couldn't bother you to be polite?" The brunette one remarked.

"Avery." The other one warned. "Hi there. I'm Drea, and this is my friend Avery." Drea smiled brightly at her. "We're the judges of the afterlife?"

The...

The what?

Damn, Regina knew ghosts were a thing but holy shit.

Wait, if Regina's here... "Am I...dead?"

Drea shook her head. "No dear, you're merely in a comatosed state. And usually, we judge whether or not you should come back to life or not."

Ah.

Well Regina knows the answer to this.

Considering how much of an asshole she is, probably not. Regina's a bitch, but she's self aware.

"Name." Avery asked--well, more like demanded.

"Regina George."

Avery wrote in the fucking air.

The air.

With a quill-

Hold up is her name actually written?

And her name is written in gray.

"Ah. One of those cases." Said Avery.

"Looks like you're gonna have to wake up." Said Drea.

Regina is definitely shocked by that news. "Huh?"

"In cases like these, we're required to bring you back to life." Said Drea. "The gray ink means your path isn't set in stone yet. You can still choose to redeem yourself-"

"Or completely fuck over the edge."

"Avery!"

"What?"

Ignoring the two's squabble (for "judges" they sure fight like children), Regina thought to herself.

She's gonna live.

And maybe...

Maybe she'll do better.

"Wait." Regina just realized something. "How long have I been here?"

"Oh, time works differently here." Drea answered. "While you feel like you've been here a while, in the mortal world, it's only been a few seconds."

That's convenient.

"I love how pink is universal now. Back then, it was only reserved for magic users." Said Drea.

"I'm sorry, magic?" Regina blinked in confusion. That shit doesn't exist, right?

"Kid, our century is carefully hidden. None of your historians are smart enough to actually find it." Said Avery. "So you wouldn't know shit."

"Avery." Drea groaned. "Anyway, we have to send you back now."

Okay-

Regina woke up, again.

This time in a hospital.

15 seconds. She's been dead for 15 seconds.

Haha wtf

[ssreeder]

THIS IS GOING TO BE AN INTERESTING READ SREEDIE BC IVE GOT VAVAVOOM BY NICKI MINAJ STUCK IN MY HEAD RN

hey handsome ;)

I’m back bc you can’t get rid of me ever <3

katara is so real for finding comfort in arbitrary routine. like I’m not following the politeness rules for YOU I’m following the politeness rules for ME so that I feel better >:(

ALSO what I think is really important to remember and usually gets lots in fanon, the fact that zuko like.. literally IS the face of the fire nation in the war for katara. like she has nobody else to project on OF COURSE it’s going to be fucking Rough to overcome her hatred for zuko when he’s literally synonymous with genocide for her. unless there’s somebody else she can realistically focus on (ie. the fire lord is too abstract a concept for her rn), it’s never really gonna get better AND YOU CANT BLAME HER bc how else are you meant to process fear and anger if you have nowhere to direct it (does this line of thinking mean I need therapy sreedie?? answer honestly)

OHOHO look at that sreedie. I’ve gone an anticipated katara’s own musings. I’m so psychic today.

also really depressing that zuko actually does canonically look like his father so like… katara isn’t exactly Wrong to imagine his face

aaaaaand he’s back to normal with the monosyllabic responses !! and anger !! he’s healing so well.

trust zuko to argue about the semantics of life saving lmfao

CRYING WHEN ANGRY IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING I FEEL YOU SO HARD KATARA

not katara accidentally predicting the zukka relationship out of anger T-T

NOT THE “I will be back” NOTE ZUKO PLS

SLAY AANG ILY AANG YOURE THE BEST ZUKKA WINGMAN EVER

ughhh FUCK OFF IROH just say you’re homophobic jfc

YES JEE I’m always in the I Love Jee camp so this is nothing new BUT YES CRITIQUE IROHS HANDLING OF ZUKO

jee is TOTALLY a literature nerd with all the analysis of implications of zukos outfit that he’s doing and I am so here for it

HAIR RUFFLES WIDNWLDNQPXBWFORN THE HAIR FRHDKWE AODKW I am completely calm and reasonable about this.

sokka is like “I’m so good at being subtle about being in love with zuko :D” and zuko is like WE JUST FUCKED IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY MAYDAYMAYDAY

LMAO jee is like FINALLY some drama to become invested in

I LOVE CULTURAL CUSTOMS AHHHHHH I’m such a goddamn nerd ohmygod

YAYYYY TOPH I love toph she’s a ride or die fr

nooooo now I’m emotional about jee. the whole being fire nation first and human being second is a really nice touch though, in terms of world building and reasoning behind why fire nation citizens are so committed to the war effort despite their own suffering bc of it

wait wait maybe I’m going insane rn but WAIT a moment please… so this is what I’m working with: when zukka got separated, sokka became like Both of them?? like they didn’t have each other to balance themselves out, so sokka adopted zukos personality (without the zuko skill set Unfortunately) and conversely, zuko like… Had Neither personality bc he was fucking Dying so he had other priorities. and now both of them are out of whack bc their personality divisions are fucked

OMG RASU telling sokka he groped zuko in front of everyone T-T he’s doing the lord’s work

ohohohoboho rasu knowssssss ʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉ

THESE BITCHES ARE ENGAGED OMG

DADKODA AND CHANGGGGGGG oh I’m so happy rn. I’m genuinely going to squeal when chang and zuko reunite AND FUCK IROH HE CAN GET FUCKED JEE GET A BETTER LEADER TO DEDICATE YOURSELF TO

anyways :D

I’m expecting zuko and chang to have the most magical long awaited airport reunion imaginable, and if these two bitches DONT hug I’m going to cut all your electrical wires and clog your toilets

KISSES XXXXXX

I have accepted I’ll never be rid of you, so I’ve stopped trying. <3

Haha, I think we could ALL use some therapy lol <3 but as for Katara I think she is allowed to be upset and dramatic because she is 15 and tired. So stop being an asshole Zuko.

I think both Zuko & Katara left that interaction feeling less than satisfied.

I love writing Jee as the man who notices shit. Haha. Why is his collar so high? IDK JEE WHAT DO YOU THINK?!

fucking love Jee

I’m a sucker for details, and unfortunately I can’t always get them all out into the writing but I wasn’t going to CUT (hahahaha GET IT??) the hair lore mwahaha.

Dude Chang and Zuko reunion is long over due but also I might be a dick and just bomb everything before Chang gets close

Why not right?

KISSSSSSESSSSS XOXOXO

[groundzero-v]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Thank you @gracelesslady23 for tagging me! <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Only 8 (one is still waiting to be revealed in the prongsfoot fest!)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

121,775 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter, and then mostly barely known fandoms haha (I have a soft spot for rareships), I'm thinking about writing for svss or mdzs too though

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

I don't wanna listen anymore - prongsfoot, multi-chapter, misunderstandings

Ad Infinitum - cyberpunk game, one-shot

Rising over dying flames - bnha gen fic, percy jackson au, two shot

Kintsugi - prongsfoot, multi-chapter

Marauder's Guide to Saving the Wizarding World - prongsfoot longfic, current wip, Marauders fight Voldemort AU, Triwizard Tournament arc, overload of pining, Marauder banter

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely! I really treasure nice comments and re-read them often. They are very special to me. I try to always reply, even when the comment is only a word, but sometimes responding takes me some time

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't really do angty endings haha. I'm a very happy ending oriented person, I like my angst only before the very end. So angstiest? Probably nothing

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of them! But so far probably the unrevealed prongsfoot festa fic

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I got some slightly weird comments but so far (thankfully) not any outright hate. I'm very lucky that people in the prongsfoot fandom are so incredibly nice

9. Do you write smut?

Ah, not really. I do like to read spicy fics sometimes but it depends

10. Do you write cross-overs?

It depends on the definition, I like to put characters into different universes, but the original characters of that work don't exist when I do. So it's more of an Alternate universe!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Hopefully not? I'm afraid to know, but I don't think my fics are popular enough to be stolen haha. (Whoever steals fics should be deeply ashamed though!)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Once so far, to russian

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I haven't, I imagine it's really difficult, but it could be a lot of fun as well

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Prongsfoot!

I fell in love with them a long time ago and I really love writing or reading about them. The characters feel so comforting to me and I love the intensity and devotion they have for each other.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

I currently have only one real WIP published, the Marauder's Guide. For me its really easy for self-doubt to set in when writing long fics so it becomes harder and harder to push myself to write next chapter after not picking it up for a while. But I really want to finish it. I think it will take a long time but I will do it! Hopefully?

So I suppose the answer is my wip for the Sirius Black fest. I have this great idea in my head, but when I try to put it to page it sounds so bad it makes me lose motivation. We will see if I can push through haha (It's prongsfoot by the way because of course it is).

16. What are your writing strenghts?

I saw banter mentioned a lot in comments so probably that! I really like writing dialogues between the Marauders and especially James and Sirius. I also really like adding in tiny character or worldbuilding details

17. What are you writing weaknesses?

Description definitely. Pacing too, especially in the first drafts. Actions during dialogues maybe? I sometimes struggle to describe who is doing what to show exactly what I have in my head. The biggest problem is definitely endings though. I always rush them :(

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

Overall I don't add another language to my fics. I never know how much to translate, how much time spend with it and so on, so I use it very very little.

Technically though, English is my second language, so I'm always writing in a different language haha.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter! I think it was Prongsfoot as well

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

I think I tend to like my newer works because the older ones make me embarrassed by their writing haha. So probably Marauder's Guide! It's an idea very dear to my heart, even if it's not perfect in the slightest

Tagging @plecotusauritus @padfootastic @roalinda (no pressure!)

[sunwarmed-ash]

Sinful Sunday: On deck- Figure You Out

okay so really the backstory of this whole fic was I got stoned and was starting to try to write and Figure You Out by VIOLA came on spotify. Less than 12 seconds into the song the angsty Steddiegrove story started forming in my brain.

Then I started thinking about how it would be cooler if Eddie performed this modified version of the song post breakup with Billy. and THEN I started thinking about who would be on tour with Corroded Coffin and because this is my fic and my obsessions I chose OG Panic! At The Disco :D

thus the steddiegrove, rydon, eddie/brendon 2000s band au fic was born

i also didn't expect to write more than the song fic haha so thats why theres only one chapter. Maybe if yall like it enough ill write more 👿

CHAPTER DROPPING THIS SUNDAY!!

in the meantime, here's a little teaser

Chicago: Punk Never Dies Tour 2005

Panic! At The Disco has just cleared the stage and their stage crew is busy setting up Corroded Coffins gear while the crowd demands a second encore. It's been a few days, since his break up with Billy, but it's still eating at Eddie. He hates that he's in such a bad mood. He loves the stage. He loves performing. But his personal life can’t get its fucking shit together and its bleeding all over his stage persona. Even two weeks later. 

He's far enough into his head he doesn't even notice there's someone in front of him until they make physical contact. 

“Eds? You good man?” 

It's Gareth. 15 years his band mate and he knows Eddie and his moods like the back of his hand. Eddie gives him a tight lipped smile. He's not. Not even a little.

“Yeah man, sorry. Didn't sleep great last night.”

Gareth smirks and rolls his eyes. 

“So I guess I should be blaming Billy then.” 

Any other day, Eddie would laugh it off. Maybe agree, flirt, or make an over the top sexual remark. But not today. Not after Billy yanked out his heart, crushed it with his boot and then pissed on it. 

“We’re done.” 

Gareth's playful face drops and he looks a little queasy. 

“S-Shit, man, I-I’m so sorry.”

“You didn't know,” Eddie says, shaking his head and slapping the back of his bandmates shoulder to indicate the end of that conversation. “Come on, gotta get warmed up.”

-

Billy is practically vibrating out of his skin. He looks like he's either going to pass out or throw up. 

“I don't wanna be here Steve,” he says for the 7th time since they arrived at the small venue, but based on the never ending mood swings and constant name dropping of his ex, it's more than obvious to Steve Billy does want to be here. Needs it actually. Steve knows Billy never should of broken up with Eddie. Even if the blonde convinces himself, poorly, he's better off without him. 

“Yes, you do. Come on, I’m right here. I’ll be right here, the whole time.”

-

The stage lights change and Eddie turns to face the crowd, still high off that last long. Evidently so are they, because the pit is still active and Eddie watches with glee as the security guards try and fail to stop it. He's arguably feeling a little bit better. Their first few songs have turned an already wild crowd feral. He makes a risky decision, and hopes it's the right one.  

“Okay so this next song is brand new. LIke, I wrote it a week ago new. And, well, it's drastically different than anything we've ever written or performed, but I don't know, what do you think guys? Think this is a good crowd for it?”

The crowd explodes and Eddie laughs, high off their approval. 

“Alright alright, ya convinced us,” he says before nodding to the band to start setting up for their new song. Gareth changes his black bass for an electric-red one, Jeff swaps his bass for the electric violin, and Mike starts up the simple, repetitive drumline with a bass boosted modification. Eddie switches his handheld microphone for a headset, eagerly waiting for his tour mate to return to the side stage.

The song starts off starts off slow, with a deep base undertone accentuated by an electric violin that Eddie thought feels so sexy once they get to the chorus. He's never performed it live before, only twice at practice before the concert tonight, but in his head it's going to be sexy. Mostly, he just had alot of feelings about one resident asshole Billy Hargrove that he needs to get out. The stage is where he healed.

[broughtbackright]

[Video recording begin.]

[The walls of an old, run down shack blur together as someone fumbles with the camera. After a few seconds, they finally turn it towards their face, revealing Ophelia, smiling, her cheeks hole-filled and rotted. Some parts of her jaw and teeth are visible through a few. The visible bones are yellow, and her eyes don’t look quite right, but it’s Ophelia all the same.]

O: Okay, I think I have this set up correctly? Maybe? In all honesty I just wanted to play with the camera.

[A laugh can be heard off to the side, Ophelia’s head snaps in its direction.]

O: What? Can’t a girl take a video without being ridiculed? Shame on you, Cassius.

[Whatever Cassius says in reply is drowned out by Ophelia nearly dropping the phone. Another laugh from Cassius, which earns a playful scowl from Ophelia.] 

O: Jerk.

Cassius: Dork.

O: I’M NOT A– ugh. That’s it, I’m not letting you have the phone today.

C: Aw, come on, Ophelia! How could you do this to your absolute best friend?

O: You’re my only friend.

C: So? Does that mean we can’t still be besties?

O: You got me there. 

[Just then, a loud thunk is heard outside followed by a shout. It's muffled but still loud enough to be picked up by the mic.]

O: HELLO?

[Ophelia rushes over to open the door, the camera switching from her face to the ground, her footsteps sound oddly heavy. The door swings open, and she scans the area.]

O: Is someone there?

?: [Muffled under fabric.] Hi!!!!!

[A hand pops up from the ground, the hand is wearing a glove attached with duct tape, a black jacket covered in dried blood and mud. The person waves.]

O: [Quietly.] No way.

?: [Still muffled.] Ha, that fucking hurt.

[The person sits up, wearing a dark red beanie, a black mask, sunglasses, and a blood stained bandage around the person's throat. The person coughs and grabs at their ribs.]

[Ophelia shrieks and drops the phone, which is seemingly caught by someone else. The taller woman wraps the other in a hug, and picks them up in the process, twirling in a circle.]

O: IT’S YOU! 

?: Um… Wait a second… I know that voice..? Do I?  

O: Don’t you remember me? It’s Ophelia! I’ve missed you so fucking much HOLY SHIT.

?: I… You… I thought you were…

[The person hugs Ophelia, sobbing.]

?: [Between crying.] I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!

O: SAME HERE! Hana, it’s been so long since we’ve seen anyone we know, you have NO idea!

H: 15 years… That’s the last time I saw anyone… um… yeah… haha… Anyway, you uh, you look great! Genuinely!

[Ophelia places Hanako down gently, making sure she can stand on her own before backing up. She giggles.]

O: Hana, I know I look like shit, you don’t have to be polite. 

H: I'm being honest! All things considered, you look great. Um… I'm realizing something. 

[Hanako stands there for a moment, grabbing at the mask on her face and removing it. Dark red blood leaking from part of her mouth, a part of her chin rotted revealing bone and more blood, green skin stitched back on with black thread. Her jaw is slanted to one side, obvious by the holes in her cheek.]

H: Is my jaw fucked up?

O: A little. Come inside, we have room for one more. I’ll help you with your jaw.

H: O- WAIT A GODDAMN MINUTE.

[Hanako removes her glasses, red eyes looking at Ophelia. More bone peeking through at the top of the beanie.]

H: We!? What do you mean we?

O: Oops, erm… hold on. 

[Ophelia turns back towards the camera, mouth open to call for someone, but she notices the phone.]

O: Cass, if you’re trying to be subtle, it’s not working.

C: [Behind the phone.] I’m not trying to be subtle.

H: Oh hey Cassius! Didn't see you ther- WAIT A MINUTE CASSIUS?

O: Yeah, he’s here, its just been the two of us for… how long… Cass, how long?

C: 35 years? We’ve been hermits for a long time. You kept talking about going out, but never followed through. Until like, a few weeks ago or whatever. But yeah, 35 years.

H: Yeah kinda same… I uh until recently I've just been hiding in a wall with Edgar Will and Willy since Melody died.

[Hanako stands there, seemingly after a few seconds something clicks.]

H: I'm talking about mice by the way. Not the… People.

[Ophelia’s shoulders fall, she glances off to the side.]

O: Ah, got a little excited for a second. I guess… 4 out of 5 of us is… good enough?

H: 4 out of 6 if we count Melody? They uh as far as I know hasn't come back.

O: Mm. Yeah. I… hm. Let’s go inside. We can be sad in the comfort of the run-down shack.

[The phone reenters the shack, Ophelia audibly follows.]

H: Ooooooo nice shack! Sorry for. Ok hold on.

[There is a loud crack behind Ophelia, and Hanako laughs.]

H: There we go! Anyway back to what I was saying, sorry for running face first into this place. Kinda uh was being chased.

O: It’s fine. It was a nice surprise. 

[A sudden movement of the phone causes a blur of the wooden walls and the outlines of Hanako and Ophelia to be all the camera picks up for a second. Before it finally rests propped up on a cardboard box.]

H: So um… How have y'all been?

C: Dead tired, but fine.

O: [A groan, before she slumps over in the arm chair she has sat down in.] Cass, you need to stop with that stupid joke.

[Hanako laughs, it lasts a few seconds before coughing loudly.]

O: DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM.

H: I haven't heard a joke in person in 15 years. I've earned that laugh. 

O: [Her tone is playful, showing no sign of genuine annoyance.] Now he’s going to tell more! What have you done, Hana! 

H: Damn.

[Ophelia doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, instead fiddling with a locket around her neck. Opening and closing it very quickly, it appears to be a practiced motion. Something she likely does a lot.]

H: Hm? What's with the locket?

C: [Clearing his throat, an action likely unnecessary, but he does it anyway.] It’s mine, but… I can’t wear it. So she wears it for me. 

H: Oh, that's nice!

O: Yeah, I uh… hm. Sorry for being a bit of a debbie downer right now. Just… 

H: Yeah? What's up?

[Instead of responding, which seems to be something Ophelia would be unable to do anyway, she takes the locket off and opens it, holding it out to Hanako.]

H: Oh… Um…

[Hanako looks at the locket. Getting teary eyed.]

H: Sorry for getting teary eyed, I just… 

O: It’s fine. I think we all just… hm. I don’t know. I just let my heart take over my thoughts for a second. I need to stop letting that happen.

H: No no it's ok! Um… you're fine…

[Hanako sits down, sighing.]

O: I’m just happy we didn’t lose everyone. You’re here, which is… absolutely insane. If I didn’t know better, I’d even say this was a miracle. 

H: Meh… I guess? Sometimes it feels like a curse… Glad to see you though!

O: Yeah, it does feel like a bit of a curse, doesn’t it? The amount of times my legs have given me trouble this week alone is astounding.

H: Hm? What do you mean? Maybe I can help?

O: Doubtful, ha. 

[She pulls up her pant leg, revealing a hunk of scrap metal and wiring. As she does so, it sparks, and she yelps.]

H: Hm. That's uh. Huh.

[Hanako looks intriguing, but also a little annoyed. Looking back at the gloved hand.]

O: They got fucked up in the crash, I had to do something, or else I’d never be able to actually get around. 

H: … crash?

C: That’s how we uh. Died. 

H: … Hm.

[Hanako fiddles with her hair, looking upset.]

O: It was rough, yeah. Sorry if that wasn’t something you wanted to hear.

H: A crash is also how Mel died… Tough subject. Y'know? Crashes?

O: … people need to stop dying in car accidents. Or… bus accidents, in our case.

H: Oh… A bus? Hm… I'm really sorry but the image of a bus doing a backflip entered my mind… Fucking christ…

C: Pfft. With how fucked up my body was, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what fuckin’ happened.

H: Damn… I um… Ok… Can I ask you two something? Off topic… kinda… Just… I can ask you guys about this so…

C: Mhm? What’s up?

H: Do you guys have nightmares about him? About Edgar?

O: Oh, god. Hana… I… 

H: Everytime I try to sleep, I see his face… He keeps screaming for me to help…

[Hanako begins laughing, but also seemingly crying, looking at Ophelia and probably Cassius.]

H: [Between laughing and crying.] I haven't slept in 36 years! I keep seeing him when I try! WHY COULDN’T I FUCKING HELP! IT WASN'T FAIR! I WANT TO SLEEP.

O: [Standing up, moving over to Hanako.] Can I hug you again? I– I think you need it. 

H: [Sobbing.] P- Please?

[Ophelia wraps her arms around Hanako again.]

H: [Muffled sobbing.] Thank you.

C: [Muttered.] Fuck, I should probably turn this off.

H: [Still muffled.] Huh?

C: Ophelia was uh, making a video, god knows why, maybe to upload somewhere…? And we accidentally left it on.

H: [Muffled.] Oh.

C: Yeahhhh, lemme just…

[Recording end.]

[im-juggling-fandoms]

The Mamba and the Mouse

Before anything else, I feel the need to warn ⚠️ sensitive people. I write nasty and have absolutely no control of myself when a story unfolds in my twisted head and my fingers starts to type all the shit down.. Haha.

If you are easily disturbed or anything like that you have now been warned.

3 years after the events unfolding in MGSV. Eli and his boys finds a village, Y/N village, and decides to take some well needed rest within it. You quickly begin to develop feelings for the cocky little shit and to your surprise, he seems to have taken an interest in you too.

Y/N and Eli is the same age, presumably 15-16.

Reader x Eli/White Mamba/Liquid Snake

Nothing had been its usual self in your quiet little village since those rebellious boys came in, guns showing off and threatening your leaders to silence and obedience. The rest of you didn't dare to do anything else than follow their every demand with a smile on your lips.

These guys were dangerous despite them being so young. They would kill you and not blink an eye if you did so much as voice yourself too much.

So that's what you did. Kept quiet. Lurking in the shadows, observing them. For days.

Or should we just be honest with ourselves? You watched him. The one they called the White Mamba. The one who ordered everyone around all day from his throne made out of a damn basic white plastic chair. Well, there he sat and ordered everyone around with his British accent. He didn't even have decency enough to put a shirt on, his six pack and veined, muscly arms were for everyone to look at.

Your friend Teresa whispered to you on a daily basis what a horrible guy that was. That she longed for the day he would leave this village and peace once again could be restored. You told her that you agreed with her. That you couldn't wait for him to leave.

That was a big, fat lie.

He intrigued you. He made something happen inside of you. Your stomach felt tingling and weird everytime you laid eyes on him and your pussy.. yeah, it was wetter than you had ever been before. It ached almost painfully.

You tried to soothe it by touching yourself but you weren't used to it and it didn't help much. It made you feel irritated and on the verge of crying. You were so fucking horny for him.

"It's been over a week, Y/N, it feels like they're never going to leave." Teresa whined quietly beside you where you two stood at your lookout spot. You had a perfect view over his throne from here.

"Teresa," you began while turning to her, "I'm sure it's just a matter of time before they're bored and moves along."

Teresa's eyes were almost bulging out of her head as she stared blatantly behind you.

"Come on, let's just do something fun today. What do you say?" You tried to cheer your friend up even if you didn't want to do anything else than to sit here and look at the piece of art on his high throne.

"Uhm.." she mumbled, still staring behind you instead of at you so you turned around and froze immediately.

He stood mere inches from you, staring you down with his blue eyes.

No one said anything for seconds. You stared at him and vice versa.

"I have to go." Teresa squeaked and hurried away. You broke eye contact with him to watch her jog away into the false safety of her house.

What a coward. To leave you here all alone with him. You would never had abandoned her in a situation like this.

"You have been watching me." He declared and broke the thick silence.

"Uhm.." you cleared your throat quickly, "What do you mean?"

Stupid.

You knew exactly what he meant.

He grinned and showed of a set of straight, pearly whites and looked over your shoulder.

"Follow me." He said and began walking towards the potato cellar.

A cold shiver ran up your spine.

He had heard what the two of you had said about him and now he was going to kill you.

You were sure of it but even so, you could feel your feet moving and yourself catching up to him by the cellar door.

---

He stopped in the middle of the cellar with his back against you. You could literally hear your heart pounding in your chest in tact with the panic that slowly crept closer and closer to you.

He turned around slowly and looked you up and down. His face stoic and unreadable as he did so.

When he took one step closer to you, you took one back. Carefully keeping your eyes on him as he stopped dead in his tracks.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he said and began walking closer to you again. This time though, you stood still and waited for his approach.

Now, he was so close that you simply could just reach out with a little to no restraint and touch his scarred and bruised skin.

But, he got closer to you first, his hands stretched out before you and,

He lifted the dress over your head so you were left in nothing but undies and then he carelessly tossed it to the side.

"Lay down." He nodded to the floor.

"I'm a virgin." You blurted out, quickly feeling ashamed of what you shared so openly with this guy that you really didn't know at all.

"I'll be gentle." He smirked. You weren't too sure about that.

You lied down on the cold floor, extremely aware of how much on display you were for him and it made you self-conscious.

He sat down on his knees before you and reached for your panties. With a little to no entanglement, he got them off and tossed them aside as well.

You shut your legs together tightly, trying to hide what you wanted him to touch the most. It didn't made sense at all but you had never been in a situation like this before. It was new and scary.

"Spread your legs, Y/N." He drawled with his intoxicating accent. If you weren't so dizzy by the situation you would've been shocked that he knew your name.

You did as you were told and spread them for him. Widely.

"What about your clothes?" You asked quietly.

"I'm not going to fuck you, today, Y/N." He must've read the confusion in your face because he quickly added, "Today, I'm going to make you come with my tongue."

You blushed heavily. It was vile but so erotic at the same time. You could feel the wetness pouring out of you as he had uttered those words.

He didn't waste anymore time. Instead, he placed himself onto his stomach and leaned in, so close to your dripping, wet chore.

He tasted you first, a slow lick from your aching entrance up to your clit. It caused such a sensation that you gasped loudly which caused you to put a hand over your mouth to silence yourself.

"Don't do that." He said unapprovingly and reached for your hand to remove it from your mouth. "I want to hear you, Y/N."

You wanted to apologise but you found yourself completely forgetting words as he put his mouth to your clit for a gentle kiss before he began lapping at it as if his life depended on it.

Your back arched and you shut your eyes tightly as the sensation washed over you once more but this time much stronger.

With every swirl of his tongue, immense pleasure shot from your clit throughout your entire body and it made you moan out.

It embarrassed you for a second but he brought your aching chore even closer to his face by scooting you closer to him by the hips all the while he kept going dutifully.

You didn't think it was possible but the pleasure overwhelmed you and became stronger and stronger with each flick of his soft, skillful tongue.

You moaned again and again and you found yourself not being able to shut yourself up as the pleasure took over completely and made your legs on each side of his head shake violently.

And then.

Boom.

It felt as if you exploded with pleasure.

The shame left with it and you screamed. Not a "please help me" scream but instead a "omg I'm absolutely having my first orgasm by the hands of my unbelievably hot crush" type of scream.

His mouth left your pulsating pussy and he sat back on his heels.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and watched you quietly yet curiously.

All the energy had left your body and your legs were still shaking a little. Your pussy felt numb and incredibly satisfied.

"Is that what you had in mind?" He asked teasingly and you raised your eyebrows, not quite catching up with what he meant at the moment.

"I mean, you've been watching me for days. And I've been watching you as well, Y/N." You blushed by his straightforward approach.

"I've seen how you stick your legs together, clearly bothered by it, before you sneak away. I've been following you. Yesterday was when I decided that I just had to taste you."

Your eyes shot up to his in pure horror. "You didn't watch me...?" You trailed off, not sure how to put it in words.

"Oh, yes I did." You buried your face in your hands, too embarrassed to look at him.

"I touched myself as I watched you. I came in my hand as I watched you touch yourself like that, knowing it was me you were aching for."

"Oh my god.." You were tomato red in the face but he didn't seem embarrassed at all. His eyes displayed curiosity and playfulness.

His pants contained something as well. A bulge was visibly evident in his cargo shorts.

"Do you want me to.." You pointed to his pants, "do something?"

"Do what?" He replied smugly.

You shrugged, embarrassed by the lack of experience you really possessed.

"I don't know." You shrugged again.

He let out a chuckle and stood up. He began undoing his belt and zipping his shorts down. He let the pants and underwear fall to the ground hastily and out sprung an erected, thick cock which he grabbed and squeezed a few times, his eyes never leaving yours while doing so.

"I know I said that I wasn't going to fuck you today but I don't know if I can withhold myself much longer." He groaned, "I bet it would feel so good to be inside of you." He closed his eyes for a few seconds and reopened them, his eyes now more serious but a veil of lust were clearly embedded in them.

You were unsure if his cock would fit inside you. You had tried before to push your fingers into yourself and it had been painful and hard to do, it had felt as if you were to tight and the pain wasn't a nice feeling at all so you had abandoned it completely.

But you had never been this wet before. Never in your life had you been this turned on.

"Do you think you would fit, uhm.. inside me?" You asked, keeping your eyes to the floor to avoid his penetrative eyes.

"I don't know but I suppose I must." He shrugged with a smirk.

"Well," You continued, still worried that the two of you would try only for him to not fit inside you and you were scared that it would disappoint him. "How did it go before me? Was any girl a virgin? Did it go alright?" You blurted out a bunch of questions at him and for a second he seemed baffled by them all. You couldn't understand why since he up until now had been very open with everything.

"I've never been with a woman before you." He said with a shrug.

"It's not funny." You whined, not believing for a second that it was his first time eating pussy. No way.

"No, why would it be funny?" He asked, a little bit of defiance could be heard in his voice.

You realised that he was serious. He was as much of a virgin as you were.

"I'm sorry, I thought-" you began.

"It doesn't matter." He cut you off and fell to his knees before you once again. "Let's try. If you're too tight, I can try using my fingers and tongue on you again and that might help." He was so much more confident in this than you were.

He came closer to you and placed himself between your legs. He then grabbed a hold of his cock and guided it up and down your soaked slit a few times before he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed himself into you, slowly.

It hurt, you would lie if you said it didn't.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and accidentally dug your nails into his skin.

He groaned and looked up at you, his eyes foggy with what couldn't be anything but pleasure.

"I'm almost.." He groaned again, "all the way.." He pushed forward the last inches and with that, he was buried to the hilt inside you.

He lingered a little like that, his eyes finding yours to see if you were okay. You showed him that you were because despite the pain, another sensation had formed in the pit of your stomach. An sensation that made you lean up to his face with yours, as you kissed his soft lips slowly.

As your lips connected, he pushed his tongue into your mouth and you welcomed it with your own. As you were making out, he took the opportunity to move inside you carefully. Out, and in. Out, and in.

"Fuck." He breathed out heavily as he withdrew himself from your mouth and hovered above you instead.

"What is it?" You asked worriedly. Afraid that it might hurt him or afraid that it wasn't up to his expectations.

"It feels fantastic, your cunt, it's so.." He trailed off and chuckled a little.

"It's what?" You asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Wrong?" He asked in disbelief. "I've been fantisasing about this for a while but its better than I thought it would be like." He confessed.

He continued to fuck you, now harder than before. He withdrew himself almost completely and slammed back in. Grunting and moaning as he did so.

He was so beautiful. In pleasure like this, inside of you. So close that he physically could be.

Your own pleasure came too. When he slammed back in with the most lewd moan you've ever heard and it was like music to your ears, you felt it in the lower part of your stomach.

You moaned together, his moans grew more desperate by the second and with a shaky grunt and a jerky movement, he had come undone.

He got up from you and put his boxers and shorts back on. He found your panties and helped you put them back on. You found your dress and put it back onto your sweaty body.

Your hair was a mess, his too. Bur he dragged his fingers through it and it made him look sexy and dishevelled, you had to admit.

The butterflies in your stomach hadn't settled one bit. They had multiplied and flew around in your stomach like crazy. You blushed when he looked at you.

He smirked deviously before he turned around and went back outside, leaving you to your thoughts.

Did that really just happen?

For a few minutes, you just stood there in the middle of the cellar and stared in disbelief at the door he went out of.

You, had just had sex. For the first time and on top of that you had orgasmed for the first time in your life as well. You could still feel the lingering sensation of him on you and you sighed deeply.

---

"Oh my god, are you okay?!" Teresa exclaimed as she watched you exit the cellar door.

You locked eyes with her for a few seconds, trying to understand what she was so riled up about. She looked like someone had died.

Teresa grabbed you by the hand and brought you over to her house. It was empty since her parents had to work all day long in the fields to provide the village with fresh food. Your parents worked with the security of the village and they had failed immensely. Now, they were listening to your lover's every wink and command.

"Where did he hurt you, Y/N?" Teresa asked in distress as she pulled your dress up and searched your skin for something that wasn't there. "Oh, you have to show me so I can clean you up!" Teresa was on the verge of tears. She was totally distraught and you understood what she must think. You went alone with him into the cellar. She must believe that he took you down there to hurt you in some way.

"Oh, Jesus, I heard the screams but I, as everyone else were pushed away by his men. Please, Y/N, show me. I can help you."

You stared at her blatantly as she checked almost every inch of your skin.

"He didn't..." she trailed of her words and began to sob, "Please don't tell me he took adventage of you?"

"No!" you managed to get out as you detangled yourself from her prying fingers and eyes. "He didn't hurt me!"

She looked completely dumbfounded.

"Bu-but.." she furrowed her brows in thought. "I heard you screaming. Don't tell me that you didn't because I heard it, as well as the rest of the village! You don't have to cover for that sick scumbag."

"He didn't hurt me." you repeated matter of factly.

"Then," Teresa came closer to you as if it would help her to understand you better. "Why did you scream?" her voice was just above a whisper, as if she was scared for the answer.

You didn't know what to reply. Should you tell her the truth or should you just lie to your best friend?

Her brown eyes searched you and you could see that she was really worried about your well-being.

You were fine. Actually, better than fine. But, how would you put it into words without her making a total scene about it?

"You can't tell anyone." you said, as you leaned in closer to her.

She shook her head immediately, "Of course not, whatever it is it stays with me if you want it that way." she reassured you with a warm smile.

"We uhm.." you began, Teresa nodded for you to continue so you did, "We had sex."

Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head.

"He raped you?" the tears were back in her eyes.

"No!" you quickly said, "No. It was consentual."

She looked like you were joking with her, unsure about the information you just had bestowed upon her.

"That doesn't explain why you screamed like that." she shook her head, "You don't have to say that it was consentual if it wasn't, I would never blame you. It's not your fault that he's a sick bastard."

You had about enough of this now. It angered you that she spoke like that about him. You understood why she did it but you couldn't accept it nonetheless.

"I screamed because he licked me. Right here" you said as you pointed to your vagina. She blinked in disbelief at your sudden change of manner. "I screamed because it felt so fucking good it made me orgasm."

You took a step closer to her and she watched you like you were a complete maniac.

"And after he made me come, he fucked me and it felt so good, Teresa. It felt so goddamn good."

"Why are you saying this?" she asked, disturbed to the core by your words.

"Because that is what happened."

"But, you hate him! You've told me so, why on earth would you let him anywhere near your body?" her arms were crossed against her chest and she looked more angry now than in disbelief.

"I don't hate him, Teresa. Don't you get it? I just agreed with whatever you said but in reality I couldn't stop watching him because he made feel something by only looking at him." you let out truthfully.

"Don't tell me you've fallen in love with that phsycopath!"

You didn't want to fuel this conversation with more fire so you just turned around and walked right out of her house and she let you. Before, if you had an fight she never would've let you go but this time, she must think you had crossed a line that she wasn't going to forgive.

You steered your feet to where you knew you would find him while the entire village were watching you and whispering.

Let them, you thought. You had only one thing on your mind right now.

You saw him sitting there in the village's centre on his chair, his hands behind his head as he was soaking up the sun.

His boys noticed you before him and one of them hurried over to him to whisper something.

You didn't understand the language that they were speaking but you heard the younger boy refer to your lover as "Eli" and you found yourself smiling to yourself a little. A bad boy like him with a pretty name like that. It didn't suit him but at the same time you couldn't find a better name for him.

"What do you want?" Eli asked you, his eyes calculating your every move as you walked right up to him. His boys gasping as you walked so close and lowered your upper body so that your noses almost touched.

"Commander?" one of the boys asked alarmingly.

"Go away." he said and for a second your heart dropped to your stomach because you thought the words were directed at you. As his boys began to hurry away from the scene, you let go of the breath that you had been holding in for a few seconds.

"What do you want?" he repeated and you stood up tall, while he remained seated.

"Do I have to want something, Eli?" you replied and for a split second his eyes narrowed but he shook his head as if to get rid of whatever he felt at the moment and stood up as well.

"You want me again?" he asked, a smirk playing on his soft lips.

"I just had you, like fifteen minutes ago." you snickered.

"Then what is it?" he sat himself down again, a visible pout on his pretty face.

"Can I just-" you sighed out loudly, "Sit here with you?"

He looked you up and down as if to see if you were fucking around, when he made sure that you weren't he got up from the chair again and held out his arm towards it in a gesture for you to sit down.

"What about you?" you asked, eyeing the chair varily.

"I can sit between your legs." he said and nodded toward the floor in front of the chair.

"Oh." you said, but found yourself sitting down in the chair and Eli sloping down infront of it, his back against your front and your thighs on either side of his shoulders.

You looked up and saw Teresa with her parents standing by their house. They stared in both disbelief and dislike.

They looked at you as if you were a traitor and maybe you were. Maybe you should hate Eli just as they do.

You looked down at him where he proudly sat between your thighs, his arms now resting on your lower thighs and knees.

You couldn't possibly hate him. You just couldn't.

---

The night fell upon the little village and people withdrew themselves into their warm and comfy little houses for a good night's sleep.

You hadn't thought twice about what your parents would say when you returned. They would most likely be ashamed and angry with you for showing off in the village center with Eli for the entire day.

Maybe, you weren't even welcome there anymore.

You glanced towards your house and pain shot through your heart.

Where the hell were you suppose to go?

You didn't have to think further about it because Eli stood up from where he sat and held a hand out for you to take.

You took it without hesitation and walked with him, wherever he was leading you.

"Where are we going?" you asked curiously.

"Inside." it was a short and quick answer and you let it be. Inside sounded good to you because the nights had gotten colder.

Eli led you towards the old couple Freeman's house.

With a second thought, you hadn't seen them in a while..

"This is Freeman's house." you said as you stopped in your tracks before the door.

"Mhm." he nodded and opened the door and walked inside, leaving you outside in the cold. He left the door open for you and the curiosity got the best of you. You walked over to the door and went inside.

The Freeman's were nowhere to be seen in the kitchen and living room. Eli's boys had put mattresses onto the living room floor and were now lying down peacefully with a gun beside each and everyone of them.

"Where are the Freeman's?" you asked Eli as the two of you walked upstairs.

He shrugged, "At someone else's house I guess."

You were okay with that answer. At least they weren't brutally murdered like some were at the beginning of Eli's takeover. You shivered at the thought of it and decided to bury it deep into your forgotten memories. You didn't want to remember that, at least not for now.

He walked into the master bedroom and jumped down on the bed with a satisfied sigh. He put his hands behind his head on the pillow and closed his eyes slowly.

"Uhm.." you began and he opened one eye to look at you. "Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Beside me?" he nodded towards the empty spot beside him and you nodded cautiously.

He sighed loudly and sat himself up in the bed.

"What?" he asked, irritation vivid in his dark voice. "You can sleep with me but not beside me?"

"No, no. It's not that." you began but he had already gotten up from the bed and walked past you to exit the room and leave it to you completely.

"No, wait!" you shouted after him but he kept going. Was he offended?

You hurried after him and grabbed him by the arm in the hallway and that made him swirl around on his feet and stare you right into the eyes with those intense blue ones.

"I would love to sleep next to you. I'm just not used to these kinds of things." you smiled a little to try and ease up the tense situation. "I am sorry if I offended you in any way, I did not mean to."

He looked you over before he leaned in and kissed your lips ever so softly.

You were taken aback for a second or two but then dug your fingers into his blonde locks and made the kiss deeper.

Before you knew it, the two of you were back in the master bedroom, still kissing and grabbing each other fondly wherever you could reach.

Eli stopped the kiss abruptly and you gave a look of surprise before you realized he had only done it to get his boots and pants off.

You went with it as well and got rid of your sandals and dress at the same time as he was getting out of his boxers.

You weren't even thinking about being ashamed for being naked next to him as you dropped your bra and panties to the floor and looked up to him, your eyes locking for a few seconds before you began kissing again. This time though, you could feel it becoming more and more desperate as the both of you swirled each other's tongues around the others and you could feel his hardness poking into your stomach every now and then.

He stopped the kiss once again and laid himself down on the covers of the bed and motioned for you to come and join him.

When you laid down beside him he wasted no time at worshiping your body. His mouth found your nipples and he nibbled, licked and kissed them as his hand snaked down between your legs.

You opened up wildly and his fingers found your clit and rubbed it at a slow pace and dipped one of his fingers down to your center to rub the insides of you every now and then.

"Eli.." you moaned and his mouth left your breasts to look up at you.

His blue eyes were filled with so much lust that it made you ache even worse than before. You just wanted to please him and have him please you too.

Two of his fingers fucked you steadily as he watched you writhe and moan in pleasure. His eyes never left you for one second.

"Please.." you begged him.

He entered another finger into you and you shook your head, "No.." You moaned, "I need you, now.."

He withdrew his fingers and put them into his mouth to suck off your juices before he put himself over you, his arms holding his weight up from crushing you.

He entered you slowly, looking into your eyes as he did so.

Both of you moaned as he was engulfed inside of you completely.

He moved inside you slowly all the while the two of you were kissing and touching each other almost lovingly.

He came pretty fast and you didn't blame him. This was very new to the both of you and it had been incredible. You never thought that sex could have anything to do with passion. It had been pure passion between you and Eli, you shared kisses, moans and he praised you between said kisses. You felt so good. You were so beautiful. You were so soft and warm.

You told him how handsome he was and how happy he made you feel. You could almost detect a smile on his lips as you had said those words.

He wasn't quite done yet, though.

He scooted down between your legs to clean you up with a towel he had found at the bedstand and when he had discarded it to the floor, he went in and began kissing and licking your pussy.

You held his hands as you erupted loudly between the four walls of the bedroom. Your legs shaking even worse than they had done earlier.

He looked up at you, his mouth messy from your juices and his saliva and you snickered quietly.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just so.." your words couldn't cover up for how you felt right now. You pulled him by the arm instead and motioned for him to lay down on the pillow. When he did, you laid your head on his chest and snaked your arm around his toned stomach.

It didn't take long for you to fell asleep quietly as he petted you softly over your hair.

---

The weeks passed on in the same manner. No villager talked to you anymore as it became more evident by the day that you and Eli had a thing.

You spended your days by playing Ludo with Etepe, talking about books with Eli and as night fell on, you and Eli withdrew yourselves from everyone to make love.

The two of you were very curious about sex with each other and you explored it without any shame at all.

You came to realize that Eli loved to have his cock sucked and therefore you did it as much as you could and he let you.

You also ventured and tried different positions, you enjoyed to have him taking you while the two of you laid on your side. He came in so deeply into you and it made you orgasm. He didn't have to lick you after every love session anymore.

Not that you didn't enjoy it because you really did. So did Eli.

He was also adventurous and ate you out on the counter top in the kitchen while his boys were in the living room supposedly asleep.

The both of you knew that they weren't sleeping because how could they with you being so loud as he kissed, sucked and licked your soaking, aching pussy?

It thrilled him on and the two of you didn't only engage in oral sex at that counter top that night. You also made love to each other right after he had made you come with his tongue.

He was loud when he came and you couldn't help but wonder if he actually wanted his boys to hear what the two of you were doing. As if he was trying to show off that you were his girl.

You were unconditionally in love with Eli and you felt as the love was returned. He kissed you, looked into your eyes as if you meant the world to him. He also praised you very often and started to give Etepe, the boy you used to play Ludo with, a hard time. He could push him around and shout at him for the silliest things and you found it almost laughable that Eli was jealous. If he only could see himself through your eyes..

---

You woke up abruptly that morning and sensed immediately that something was wrong.

Eli wasn't beside you.

You checked the clock and it was only a quarter to eight.

You got up and looked out through the window.

No Eli anywhere.

You heard a car somewhere nearby and a few of Eli's boys speaking hurriedly in Kikongo, their language.

What the hell was going on?

You dressed as fast as you could and pracitcally ran down the stairs and shoved yourself through the front door.

A big van was parked on the short side of the house and a few of the boys jumped inside with bags and weapons. You saw Etepe coming out from the shed a few metres from you with a bag filled with guns.

He seemed distressed and on edge.

"Etepe!" you shouted and he turned towards you, his eyes turning sad as soon as he laid them on you. "Where's Eli, Etepe?"

"I am sorry." he said before he jogged away from you towards the van, jumped in the back and closed the doors behind him.

"Etepe!" you shouted after him, panic starting to fill your entire body.

The car turned around and as it did, you saw Eli sitting in the passenger seat, his head turned away from you as if he didn't want to look at you.

"Eli?" you gasped in total shock. As the van started to drive for the road behind the house, you started running after it.

"Eli!" you screamed in pure distress, your heart ripping into a million pieces as the van drove further and further away.

You didn't stop running. You ran and ran even if the car was nowhere in sight anymore. You couldn't stop running until you couldn't breathe anymore.

You stumbled down to the ground and let out the most heart breaking wail you've ever heard yourself before. The tears streamed uncontrollably down your face.

You felt as if you were dying.

Maybe you were. You weren't sure.

Your heart ached so badly that you almost thought that it actually could be something real, like a heartattack.

Of course it wasn't. You told yourself.

He had just left you here like some cheap whore without so much as a goodbye.

You buried your face into the grass and screamed and cried, there, you were for hours and hours until someone found you near the end of the day.

You couldn't talk. You couldn't even walk.

You were apathic.

The man, who you have heard afterwards were Teresa's father, carried you to your home and your parents let you stay there until you were able to communicate again.

When you told them that he had left they became furious with you for your behavior up until the current day. They cursed you and told you that you had brought shame upon the family.

You couldn't care less. You couldn't seem to care about anything anymore. All there was were pain.

You stayed at the village for a few months but then you hitchhiked your way out of there and lived on the single hope that you would find him again soon...

[sleepy-exe]

Mechanic AU - 14

Kyoutani x f!reader

<< Part 13 | Part 15 >>

Summary: Kyoutani comes into the shop and Tanaka has questions.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings/Genre: sfw, mdni, strangers to lovers, slice of life, fluff

Part 14: Picking Favorites

Kyoutani is in the shop today with his dark green WRX STi to have his tires swapped over to new wheels. It hasn't been all that long since you put new tires on his car, but the faux blond will be replacing the original silver wheels for a set of bronze BBS.

As he pulls the first wheel out of the box and unwraps it, you stare in awe at the shiny new wheel. "Kyou, these are going to look amazing with your wrap!"

"And the black if I get rid of the wrap." He gently sets the wheel on the concrete floor of the garage before moving on to the next box, taking it upon himself to unbox all of them for you.

Operating the lift to raise his car into the air, you begin digging out your tools for the job. "Wait, you're thinking of getting rid of the wrap? It's beautiful!"

"Well, it has rock chips already on the front bumper and it's not going to last forever regardless," he says, balling up all the paper and bubble wrap from the boxes, "but I have no plans to get rid of it anytime soon."

"Well, good. I like it." Impact gun in hand, and the appropriate socket, you kick a stool on tiny wheels his way, "Ya can take a seat if you want."

He stops it with a foot before picking up the boxes he broke down. "Thanks, but I was thinking I'd grab us some drinks since you were complaining so much earlier."

You perk at that. An offer to feed your caffeine addiction might be the quickest way to your heart, if he wasn't already in it anyway.

"I assume you've got somewhere out back I can throw these." You caught his smooth save at catching one of the boxes that began to slip from his hold.

"Mhm, just stop by Kiyoko's desk and she can point you in the right direction." Turning back to his car, you start removing the lug nuts from the first wheel, "See ya soon!"

"I'll just be down the street." With that he heads out the door and you are sitting your impact gun on the ground to pull the wheel off the car to carry over to the tire machine.

Carefully removing the tire from the wheel and even more carefully installing it on a brand new wheel, you move on to the second wheel, taking your time to not scratch either sets you're not sure what he'll be doing with the old set. Saving for a winter setup maybe? Though if he were, wouldn't you be working on that right now instead?

Having made a pile of old wheels and new wheels with tires mounted on them for the driver’s side, you head over to the passenger's side figuring you can just swap all the tires over first before putting any of the wheels back on the car. However, you only get three lug nuts off the first passenger wheel before you run into trouble.

"Oh, I don't like how that feels." You play around with the impact to see if you can get things to move more smoothly, but no, the lug nut spins roughly and at an angle - the thing is cross threaded, no doubt. "Fuck."

Though normally cool and collected in this situation, you find yourself flustered by the problem. You never cross thread anything. Did you get careless last time? Grabbing your phone, you nervously text Kyoutani.

>> To Kyou: “hope you’re not too attached to your lug nuts haha”

>> To Kyou: “one might be fucked”

Biting your lip, you examine the definitely fucked lug nut before going full send on it with the impact until get goes from spinning off rough to coming clean off with an uncomfortable snap.

"Oh."

With closer examination, you find the lug nut indeed took half the stud off with it.

"Shit."

>> From Kyou: “there's new ones in the back”

>> From Kyou: “brb”

"Oh."

Best to move on and come back to that in a moment.

You're not going to have that fixed before Kyoutani gets back either way.

"Whatcha do?" Tanaka pops in close, eyeing the dead stud. "Uh-oh. Why didn't you use heat?"

Good question.

"Jeez, Ryuu, get outta here!"

Looking around with a hand over his brows like a visor, he asks, "Hey, where's the boy toy anyhow?"

"Oh my- Ryuu!" You bat at him and he squeaks. "Shut up!"

"Hey, whatever. As long as it's not the boss man, I could care less."

You sigh, but a quiet laugh still sneaks out. "Oh, yeah? So if it was Noya or Daichi, you wouldn't be bothered?"

You laugh at the disgusted face he gives you in response, freeing up the last lug nut and carrying the wheel to the tire machine.

By the time Kyoutani returns with the goods, you've finished swapping the tire for the last wheel.

“Got it then?” He asks, watching you carry one shiny bronze wheel with one dirty tire on it to the driver’s side of his car.

“Hm? Ah,” you place the new wheel on, hand tightening the new black lugs for the two of you to admire. You continue while pointing over the car, “That one over there - one of the lug nuts was fucked to begin with. Swear I didn’t do that.” You cringe.

“Hmph. Yeah, someone else’s touched it since.”

Jokingly, you throw him an offended look, but it falls quickly with a nervous tone, “But, uhm, I did technically get it.” She walks over, poking around a stud that’s snapped in half, “Well, this is my bad. The studs' aftermarket or nah?“

“Nope.”

Nodding again, you walk off, “I probably have a new one. Be right back.”

"Where should I put your drink?"

That stops you in your tracks. Trotting back over to him, you take the offered energy drink and several thank you's spilling from your lips as you run off with your beverage. Kyoutani grins softly at you before checking out his ride.

Returning with a new stud in hand, you spot two more wheels on the car than when you left and Kyoutani moving the last to sit on the ground nearby. "Ah! You don't need to be doing any of it!"

He raises a brow at you. "Okay."

"Anyway. 'Have a stud. I'll swap it out real' quick and get your car done. Hopefully you weren't in a hurry to get out of here." You rub your neck shyly.

"Not with you being here," he says cooly.

What's that supposed to mean??

"Alright then," you say as if you're completely unbothered. "I'll get to it."

With Kyoutani long gone and your next appointment running late, you take some time to clean the garage. It really is getting to be quite a mess.

Dumping used oil filters in an old oil drum, picking up soiled rags, tossing random garbage littering the ground. Every little thing helps, and things have really piled up with the whole shop being as busy as it has been. No one has been taking the appropriate time to pick up after themselves.

You're sweeping dirt and junk from all over the garage into your temporarily empty bay when Tanaka abandons his work to bother you instead.

Grease stained arms and hands cross over his equally stained chest as he stands over a dirt pile. “Where’d you get all that from?”

You gesture vaguely around you, "Here.”

“Now, you're supposed to just not look at it.”

“Oh, okay." You grin at your friend who's apparently very much tired of working on the same engine harness job he started five hours ago. At least Keishin pays well for that sort of thing; those can really be a headache. "I'll leave it right here then.”

“I'll go make you a dirt sign," he says, but doesn't leave his spot.

“Just put it on top. Cover it up.” Playing along, you stand your broom against the post of a lift.

“Put some caution tape around it.” He motions with his hands as if he were wrapping tape around an object haphazardly.

"What if I just put a caution cone over it?”

He rubs his chin, smearing black across it in the process. “Mhmm, yeah. That’ll work.”

Laughing, you pick up the broom again and a dustpan to sweep up the pile. Your next appointment should be here any moment, so now is a good time to quit cleaning. The garage looks decently better with less tripping hazards.

Before returning to his own work, Tanaka adds, "So. You two a thing yet? Or are ya just bangin'?"

You grumble lowly at the man for his bold choice of words, and at work of all places. You two aren't the only ones here after all, and you're sure Takinoue doesn't want to hear about who you sleep with in your spare time. Not to mention, it could be pretty awkward with Keishin around here somewhere.

"What? I don't even know what to call you guys."

"I don't know. Maybe call us friends?" Busying yourself, you pick up the work order for this car that can't arrive soon enough. A Toyota Corolla coming in for diagnostics and, ah - customer states no crank, no start - sounds like you are waiting on a tow truck then rather than the customer.

"Friends? We are friends. Whatever you two got going on - that's not being friends."

You grin mischievously. "Sure it is. 'You jealous?"

"Hell no," Tanaka exclaims. "He can have your crazy ass."

You laugh knowing he's only joking and truly is happy for you. Tucking the work order under your arm, you step away from the conversation to seek out Kiyoko for a possible update on the delay.

Part 15 >>

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[daisyvstheworld]

Day 16 - Jan 16 - Zurich/Grindelwald

I woke up super freaking early bc I was nervous that the train was gonna be late and I wasn’t gonna make it on time for my train from Zurich to Grindelwald. So I got up at 5:15am and packed up, checked out, and checked the status of the train which seemed like it was on time.

I went to the REWE grocery store at like 6:05am and bought HELLA gummies and pre packed food for the next few days bc I had like 25 euros left. Technically I still have 10 euros but I did want some extra cash on hand just in case for like lockers and stuff.

The train was there super early so I just hopped on and finished Love is Blind haha

Slept a bit but kept getting woken up by random people boarding.

We finally got to Zurich after what felt like FOREVER and I got off, crossed the ENTIRE train station to get to the lockers and dropped off my bags. I started walking around and omg it’s freezing. I cannot wait for the 9 degree weather at Jungfrau 🙃

The city is really pretty! Kinda plain and not much to do but pretty! I wish I had time to visit the Swiss museum but I’ll save that for another time I guess. There are actually a bunch of museums here that I wanna visit but I couldn’t because they weren’t open on Mondays 😂

I bought some expensive ass chocolates for my mom and I think they’re a good souvenir! They’re in a tin box with a picture and the name Zurich engraved. I also bought 3 truffles/pralines to try. I had the pistachio praline - 4.5/5!! I’m usually not impressed by chocolates but this was good. The chili whiskey truffle thooughhhh - 2/5. It was fine.. just not that impressive. I definitely tasted waves of the chili and whiskey but it wasn’t anything amazing..

Anyways I got back to the station, found out which spot my train was, and found a migros grocery store and stepped in just to check. They had SMOKED SALMON RICE SANDWICHES!!! I was like omg RICE. They had onigiri and a bunch of other stuff too but I was like no I get this. Then I got bluebs. But tgod I bought my food in Munich bc this shit is 2x the price and in francs.

The train went by fairly quickly, I sat on the top level and fell asleep pretty instantly. We had 3 major stops before getting to the mountains. There was a guy in the first leg who was freaking composing music. I took a picture, pretending to take a pic of the background, because it was all very poetic. From there, the views were inSANE. The mountains, greenery, snow, bright blue lakes, cute mountain houses, ugh I DIE.

We arrived a little late but it was a quick walk to my hotel and took a bit to check in bc the there was another huge tourist group, but eventually I got in.

The room was freaking AMAZING - especially after backpacking for so long!! I immediately laid my stuff out and unpacked. I wanted to get to the infinity pool so I changed and put on the big ass robe and slippers. I think I pooped first which was also really nice.

The pool was SO nice, it was slightly heated at 50 degrees Celsius and had the most incredible view of the mountains. I took so many videos and pics.

I didn’t stay too long bc I wanted to walk around town before the sun set, so I wrapped up and quickly rinsed before walking around. It’s a small town so I finished pretty quickly but I stopped to pick up some local IPAs, a postcard, and I found ORANGINA HARIBOS. I’ve never seen those before!! I feel like they shmack so I bought 2 bags.. lol

Walked back and decompressed a bit. Tidied up and just cherished the privacy and space. I scrolled my phone and shit, drank my beer, then went back out to the infinity pool. I thought it might be pretty but it was so dark and the mountains were also cloudy.. but I took some pics nonetheless and then as I was heading back, I discovered the SPA IS OPEN FOR EVERYONE TO USE. So I sat in the hot tub, went through the ice shower, then discovered the sauna and forced myself to sit in the 85 degree CELSIUS sauna for 15 mins and then stood under the ice shower for like 15 seconds. The wet sauna was too much for me, so I just toweled off and went back to the room to shower. It was sooooo nice though. Truly felt like a pampering day - took a full shower, did my eyebrows, did a nose strip, sweat out all the gunk, ate a healthy dinner, and had a peaceful sleep. Since I messed up and accidentally booked it in December, this cost like $270 lmao but for the normal price of $138, TOTALLY worth it!

[nicoleheichou]

Now All I See Is Color - chapter 39: lunch date pt. 1

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In a world where soulmates exist, it's uncommon for most people to find theirs. A lot of them going their whole lives never experiencing the world in color because they've never met their soulmate. But that all changes for y/n when she becomes MSBY Jackals player, Miya Atsumu's assistant. They're about to experience the world in color together. But what does that mean for y/n when both her and Atsumu are in committed relationships?

You watch from your usual spot as the blonde makes his way over to you. You can tell by his expression that he's still obviously not over his breakup with she who shall not be named, but that there was definitely a change in his demeanor. "Good work today Tsum." You say while handing him his post practice shake. He smiles at you before taking the shake.

"Thanks angel. Ya ready to go?" Jumping up from your seat you're already making your way to the exit. Atsumu trailing behind, laughing at how eager you are to try out the new restaurant.

It doesn't take long to get there, being that it was 15 minutes from the training facility. When you arrive, you notice that the line isn't too long, people probably already having been seated inside. "What kind of food do they serve again?" He questions as you wait in line. "Asian fusion. They got good reviews, so I'm so excited." Atsumu can't help but feel happy at seeing how excited you are to try out the restaurant.

You're greeted by the hostess, you can't help but notice the way she's eyeing Atsumu. Something about it just annoyed you. You link your arm with his, making sure to maintain eye contact with the hostess. "So just 2?" She questions. Atsumu glances down at you, a smile appearing on his face. "Yeah, just 2." You can't help but smile at the reaction of the hostess. She was probably surprised that not once did Atsumu look her way, opting to look either at the interior design or at you.

She seats you by the window, which gave you a nice view of the people passing by. "Here are your menus and your waitress will be with you in a moment." You both nod, not paying her any attention, instead choosing to look over the menu. There were so many things on the menu that you wanted to try but you didn't know what to choose. "Are ya ready?" Atsumu questions and you shake your head, a pout forming on your lips.

"What are yer top 2 choices?" He asks while looking over at you. Placing your menu in front of him, you point to your 2 choices." He waves the waitress over and he places your orders. "Why did you get both my choices?" He just shrugs, a grin on his face.

"That way ya can try both out. Give me the dish that's yer second choice." You can't help but feel butterflies in your stomach at just how much he thinks about you and wants you to be happy. "Are you sure? I don't want you to not enjoy your meal." He lets out a sigh, leaning back into his chair. "Am happy as long as am with ya angel." You can feel your tummy doing backflips, you can't help but feel guilty for having these feelings. You'd be lying to yourself if you say that you didn't feel anything for the blonde at that moment. The rest of the meal goes by quickly, the two of you just enjoying each other's company, but there was a nagging feeling that you had pushed aside, you couldn't help but feel that this was wrong. You had a wonderful boyfriend at home waiting for you but here you were supposedly having lunch with a friend, yet you were having these kinds of feelings towards him. You felt conflicted, but this wasn't about you, this lunch was to help Atsumu feel better after his breakup.

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kind of short. lol. but we get to see a little of how tsum feels for y/n and her feelings.

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[libraryofloveletters]

The Mistletoe Proposal

Eddie Diaz x Reader 

Warnings: fem!reader, kissing, a little bit of friendly bullying with buck. 

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.9k

Author’s Note: Based on this request and this request!! this is basically a part 2 to The Parent Trap but it can be read as a stand alone :)

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It was Christmas Eve and the 3 of you sat on the couch watching how the grinch stole Christmas. Emily and Christopher had spent the day hanging out and playing video games while you put up last minute decorations and did some gift wrapping. Christmas was always super small for the two of you, it usually consisted of you buying gifts for Emily and then tv in your pjs all day but since Eddie and Chris came into your lives this year, you decided it was time to go all out. 

“What do you two want for dinner?” leaning back into the couch as you paused the movie. 

“Pizza” 

“Burgers” 

“How about both ?” 

A loud yes and the two of them getting off the couch to go get their shoes. Your phone buzzed as you tumbled through your bag for your car keys. Pulling it out of your pocket, Eddie’s name popped up on the screen. 

From Eddie: What are you guys up to ? 

To Eddie: Going out for pizza and burgers 

From Eddie: Did you starve them today ? Why both ? 

To Eddie: Haha very funny Diaz, they’re growing children

From Eddie: Swing by the station ? I miss you guys 

To Eddie: We’ll see, I'll message you if we’re coming by 

From Eddie: Bobby’s making dinner but sounds good 

“Kiddos! Can we take a rain check on burgers and pizza ? Eddie just texted and Bobby’s making dinner at the station. Maybe we should stop by ?” 

The two kids nodded, “can we take the cheesecake too ?” Emily asked you, her and Christopher were sitting on the bench by the front door. You headed back to the fridge to grab the cake before heading out. 

-- 

The drive wasn't very long, it was only 15 minutes from your place to the station. Helping the kids out, they went into the station a few seconds before you, you had to get the cheesecake from the car. When you got in, Buck was being smothered with hugs from the kids. “Hey pretty boy” you smiled at him, the nickname making him laugh, he pulled you in for a hug. “Hey yourself, I haven’t seen you in forever” 

“You saw me last week Buck” 

“Yeah but that’s too long, who’s supposed to make me dinner if Bobby doesn't cook ? Plus Eddie won’t share whatever you pack for him” he pouted at you, his arm over your shoulder. 

“Oh you poor baby, I'll make sure you make double next time. One for him and one for you” you chuckled, Buck smiled. Chim and Hen had already come down and helped the kids up the stairs and to the game machine. “This place is so cool!” Emily said to Christopher, Christoper smiled at her, “I know!” 

“Hey, I thought you said you'd text if you were coming ?” Eddie walked over, giving you a hug. “Surprise ?” hugging him back and chuckling, he kissed your cheek. “Did they say hi to you ?” the two of you looked over at the kids who were very into the game they were currently playing. “No,” he laughed, “they ran off. I’m gonna go say hi, make yourself comfortable” Eddie’s hand squeezed your waist softly before letting go. 

Turning to the kitchen, you were greeted by Bobby who was stirring something in a pot. “Is that cheesecake ?” he looks over at the box in your hand, you nodded. “A little something for you guys. Chris and Em helped me make it,” you glanced over at the kids before whispering, “if there’s any eggshells, just bypass that ?” Bobby nodded with a smile. “I’m sure it’s great.” 

“What can I help with ?” you washed your hands and took a look around. 

“You’re a guest don’t worry about that” he told you, you shook your head, “Oh please, let me help. It's a lot” 

“Fine, but only because you insist. The carrots and celery need to be chopped and someone needs to let the table” he said, his attention still on the pot in front of him. 

“I got the veggies. Eddie! Buck!” the two men found their way over to you in a matter of seconds. “Set the table please ?” smiling sweetly at them, Buck glanced over at Eddie. 

“Question Buck?” you glare at him,

He shakes his head, “Oh no, I’m fine”

“Why are you two still standing here ? Go set the table” you nod towards the table, the two men walk away. You can still hear them bickering as they set the table. 

“Is she always that bossy ?” Buck asks him, Eddie nods. “It’s hot though” Eddie replies and Buck agrees with him earning a smack to the arm. “Dude! c’mon that’s my girlfriend” Eddie groans making Buck laugh, “if only I had gone to pick up Chris that day” he jokes, Eddie walks away leaving Buck at the table. 

“You should come around more often. They stopped listening to me months ago” Bobby tells you, “they’re a handful. I don't know how you do it” you laugh, taking over at the stove. 

--

After dinner, Eddie disappears with Chris and Emily for a few minutes only to come back with a suspicious look on all 3 of them. “What's up with you ?” taking a seat on the arm rest of the chair Eddie was sitting in, his arm comes up and wraps around your waist. “Nothing, just a little conversation” he smiles at you, your arm around his shoulder now. 

“You’re losing!” your daughter giggles, Chim groans, “I'm not losing to children!” “You’re losing!” Chris laughs this time. You glance down at Eddie who has a smile on his face. 

Your heart felt like it grew 10 times its size when you saw Eddie’s reaction to them. 

“C’mon!” Buck shouts from the other end of the kitchen, he’s holding a mistletoe above Bobby and Athena. 

Bobby smiles at Athena before kissing her. “Okay Mr. Buckley, get out of here now” Athena pushes him away, Buck gives her a grin and walks away. 

He then finds his way over to Hen and Karen who are sitting at the table together. “What are you doing ?” Hen gives him a look, already tired of him. “Just spreading the holiday love. Come on, give your wife some lovin’” Buck and Karen laughed, Hen shook her head. “Say that again and I'll push you over the balcony” she gave Karen a kiss. Buck seems satisfied with his result, leaving them alone. 

“Hey love birds” Buck smiled making his way over to you and Eddie. “Don’t start” Eddie warned him. “Fine,” Buck walked around the couch to where you sat and held up the mistletoe. “I’ll just give her a kiss myself” Buck leaned down and kissed your cheek. You smiled at him, “you’re a sweetheart Buck, but I think I rather kiss Eddie” you patted his chest and turned to Eddie. Buck gasped, his hand dramatically hitting his chest, “I’m hurt! how could you?!” he pouted, “you’ll find the right one Buck, don't worry” Eddie said, pulling you down onto his lap. His hand cupping your cheek, you leaned in. Eddie’s lips touched yours, every time felt like the first time, you never got tired of kissing him. Eddie pulled away when a chorus of “gross” and “ew” started, you both looked over to see Buck and Chim encouraging the kids. 

Burying your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck, you could feel the heat on your cheeks. “Are you blushing ?” Eddie whispered, kissing your head.

“No, you are” you mumbled, he chuckled, feeling the vibration each time he laughed.  

“Let’s goooo!” Buck picked up Chris and ran down the stairs. “Okay little lady, your turn!” Chim picked up Emily and followed Buck down the stairs. “Where are you guys going !?” you shouted from the chair, “To show them the trucks!” Buck shouts back. You didn't think anything of it, you were glad you ended up coming to see Eddie at work. 

“You know,” you fiddled with the collar of his shirt, Eddie’s arm was around your waist, your legs swung over the other end of the chair. Eddie hums waiting for you to continue, “you look kinda hot in your uniform. I never get to see you in it” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah” 

“Maybe I'll have to wear it more often then” Eddie smiles at you as you get up. He grabs your hand, “where are you going?” he pouts. “C’mon, you’re gonna start pouting now ?” you gave him a look, he kept pouting. You leaned down and gave him a kiss, “would you look at that, the pout’s gone” 

“Let’s go find the kids” Eddie holds your hand, letting you walk down as he follows behind you. As you get down the stairs, you stop in the middle of the station. The kids are up on the trucks. On one truck stood Buck and Chris holding on the end of a rather large banner. On the other truck stood Chim and Emily holding the other side of the banner. Everyone else stood by the truck, watching you as you read the banner. 

“Will you marry me?” 

You turned around to see Eddie, who was down on one knee now. Letting out a gasp, he opened the little velvet box to reveal the ring. “Y/n, I know we’ve only been together for a year but you make me happier than I could ever imagine. You’ve been so amazing with Chris and he loves you so much, as do I and I love Emily so much too,” he glances at the kids and gives them a smile. “Would you do me the honour of being my wife and marry me ?” he let out a breath, looking up at you. 

“Yes! oh my god Eddie, yes” you leaned down, your hands holding his face. He smiled at you as he got up. You admired the ring as he slid the ring onto your finger, “you have excellent taste Mr. Diaz” you hold out your hand, admiring the ring again. “I had some help from Chris and Emily” his arm wraps around your shoulder. 

Everyone comes over to congratulate the two of you, the kids come over to you two. “How could you two keep this from me?” you ask the kids, they smile at you. “He made us promise” Chris said, Emily nodded. “Do you like the ring mommy ?” 

“I love it and I love you both so much” you give the two of them a hug. They run off with Chim to go play some game. Everyone clears out, going off to do their own thing. You and Eddie are still wrapped up in each other, most definitely in the honeymoon phase again. You look up at the kids with Chim when you spot the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. 

“Hey” you poke Eddie’s cheek, “what?” his brows furrow, his eyes follow your finger to the ceiling. 

“That had to be-” he started, 

“Shut up and kiss me already Diaz” He laughed as he pulled you in for a kiss. 

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Taglist: @ssa-volturi​ @advicefromnixxxx​ @keenmarvellover​ @takashishiroqane​ (only cause you loved the first one :) ) 

[nhinxsworld]

If I had to give Naoya kinks that aren't stuff like breeding and being an misogynist.

Yeah I totally peak him as the breeding type, and talk about it obsessively. Definitely also the possessive type to claim you, making you his. Degradation and humilation kind of things. Hmmm fucking your housewife.

But!! I want to be creative, I feel like all the breeding and claiming is like every naoya nsfw fic so imma walk the extra mile and be a siMp.

my list

Naoya x reader

Predator and Prey

Naoya is fast, ridiculously fast. You won't escape his grasp so easily once you're tangled into his family's mess, as a servant, as a wife or whatever. You're not getting out once he has set his eyes on you, he won't allow it.

What he does allow it for you to try and run, but only when HE allows you to.

When beloved Naoya is bored, he'll take you to the woods, or to any deserted area "Would you like to play a game with me?"

No, you're fucking scared. Why is Naoya taking you out to a deserted forest?? He isn't going to kill you, is he?

"You're free to run from me." he tells you as he looks at the time "I want you to hide and run, if you manage to escape me, I'll let you go."

You looked at him strangely and he chuckles sitting down on a log "I said if you manage to escape."

A soft nod "...and if I don't?"

His amusement often meant your misery, you didn't like the grin on his face at all "I'll punish you."

"Hmmm, I'll close my eyes for...let's say 5 minutes, and you get to run and hide anywhere you want. Then we'll count down hm...15 minutes, if I don't find you in that time, you win, if I do find you I win." He explains and you nod again.

"Okay..." you weren't sure why he wanted to play, or what he'd gain from this game, but you're willing to try. Willing is funny, Naoya will find a way to force you and play with him. You're here for his enjoyment afterall.

"Good, now go run a little and hide little one, or I'll come and eat ya~" he says and ushers you off, placing a timer on his phone putting his hands over his eyes with a smile on his face. He seems enthusiastic about the game "Alright 5 minutes."

So you started to run into the woods, your legs carrying you as far and deep into the woods as possible not caring about the loud sound of leafs beneath you.

You ran and ran until you couldn't see him anymore looking around the forest to find a place to hide or run to.

Meanwhile, Naoya was still sitting on the log waiting for the 5 minutes to be over, curious of where his little plaything could have run to.

He feels excitement bubbling in him getting to hunt down his little prey. Breathing in the forest air he truly felt closer to the nature. Naoya adores the scent of the trees and everything these woods had to offer, he can hear little birds chirp.

When his phone beeps signaling for the 5 minutes to be over he takes his hands of his eyes, re-coordinating where exactly he is adjusting to the light.

He yawns walking towards to the direction you had started to running, assuming you're stupid enough to just keep running that direction, after all you were pretty loud.

After a minute or two of him just taking a walk through nature, he's just enjoying himself. Maybe he should have taken a calming stroll with you before he ruins it.

Time wise he still had more than enough time, so it didn't matter to him all that much, he'll just take his time.

You on the other hand was given a false hope, Naoya is just playing with you.

Where is he? Isn't he taking too long to find you? How much time has passed? Is he close?

Could you win?

Your heart pounds at that though, being able to escape Naoya? Being able to escape the Zen'in?  Your heart is beating out of your chest, a nauseous feeling of anxiety creeps up as you continue to walk, he should be around now, so you should be more quiet and move on until you find a good hiding spot or are just out of his range.

Oh pretty, you're too easy, aren't you? Naoya has been following you for the past minutes, and you haven't even noticed.

He chuckles inwardly as he just continues to sneak after you, his pretty little prey so obvious to the fact that he is right there.

The way you're walking, careful yet loud steps, looking around so anxiously and unsure, with your hands close to your chest to calm your loud heart, is just so adorable.

Little prey doesn't even know the predator is right around the bush ready to pounce on you.

Looking at the time he smiles, 10 minutes left. Did he give you a glimpse of false hope?

Can you taste your freedom?

He sure hopes you can, because he wants to see the crushed look on your face, the fear when he comes for you.

Deciding it's enough he made sure his steps are louder, he made himself visible to your hearing again.

Oh, how cute you're already shaking just from hearing steps. Getting anxious yet?

10 minutes is still too much, he'll hunt you down in less than a minute, he wants to enjoy this.

He'll make sure you can hear him coming closer and closer, yet pretends to be obvious about it, as if he could see you hiding behind those trees.

Naoya just adores the look of fear, it's so delicious. You're so scared, aren't you? He's right behind you, somewhere you don't even know. He could come out any second and catch you, take away all this freedom he offered again. Drag you back to his house and don't forget about the promised punishment, by him.

Wonder what he has in mind for you? You'll find out soon. How much time has already passed? You've been running and walking for a while, how far have you gone?

"Little one, I feel like you're really close~" Naoya calls through the woods "It's just a couple of minutes left. Shall we bring this to an end?"

When you start to sprint for it, he laughs, such a good little prey, make him run for you. Make him hurry, make his heart race too.

"Haha!! Good, run, run faster little one. Don't make it too easy for me." he smiles your eyes locked for a second when you turned around.

You felt paralyzed for a second, he is playing, that amused smile on his face, he is definitely playing with you.

Closing your eyes you look forwards and continued running, you can hear his hurried steps behind you as you're running.

You can feel ache step each branch as you're running in the cold air of the woods, your heart is beating out of control as you run.

"Hurry up, or I'll catch you my little prey~" you heard Naoya sing-song behind you.

Feeling yourself sweat and your body burn, you're exhausted, but can seem to stop running scared of what he'll do once catches up.

Begging internally to continue to run faster, you're scared, so scared you don't even want to look anymore closing your eyes, but that's your mistake.

Closing your eyes in the woods not watching where you're stepping falling forward into the dirt.

For a second you didn't even feel pain, just the shock, the slowing feeling of time setting in before you try to get yourself up.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up!!

Everything is so overwhelming, your body suddenly so tired and exhausted, your breath so heavy and uneven, you felt your temperature raise, from the stress of the panic.

Before you could even fully get up you feel a hand tugging on your clothes "Oh how unfortunate, did my little prey trip?"

Turning your head you meet with the ends of Naoyas all the familiar light hakama.

"Look at me" he commands, and you look up to meet his eyes, he leans down and cups your face in his hand.

"You're so pretty." he wipes tears you didn't even notice are falling from your eyes "My pretty little prey, falling back into your captors hands hmm?"

He brings you closer to him and kisses your lips so softly before he bites "you're shaking."

Holding your shaking hand he hums "so cute, I just want to eat you." You felt him licking along your face tasting your tears.

You felt so hot in his cold hands, you're so warm, you're body emitting a sacred heat, yet you're shaking, feeling almost dead cold in your hands with a rising heat in your face.

It's so precious, the rawness of your emotions is just so pretty to him, his pretty, pretty little prey, doesn't even fight back, submitting to their predator.

Begging silently for mercy of their captor, a quick and painless death perhaps? No, Naoya isn't that ruthless and at the same time not that merciful.

He doesn't want you dead, and if he did, he wouldn't want it to be quick.

Naoya is a man, who wants to see you scared, he wants to see you suffer.

Are you really that surprised when he is groping you under your shirt? Are you surprised he is biting and moaning against your neck?

No, not really.

"My pretty little thing." he praises as he lowers you to the floor tugging at your clothes.

You weren't even sure if you're able to perceive the situation at hand. Too much is going on, the completely out of control of your body, Naoyas hands on you. Your wild thoughts that are still too confused and anxious of what has happened, the feeling of failure that you didn't manage to escape. Your exhausted body and the stinging pain of your wounds?

An electronic ringing sound plays ripping you out of your thoughts as the situation finally sets in, Naoya had tugged of your shirt exposing yourself chest to him fully, you're laying on the dirty ground in the woods, and he has a wicked smile on your face "That's the 15 minutes." He showed you the timer as he puts a pause to it putting his phone down "Means I won our little game."

His fingers find your bleeding knees and rolls his eyes simply tying a piece of fabric over the wound "Wouldn't want it too dirty hmm?"

Flipping you over your face pressed to the dirt of the ground he chuckles "Such a good little one, you tried didn't you?" he kisses your back biting and nipping at your skin leaving his mark.

He claims his prey in the mids of the empty forest with only the birds, trees and insects to witness.

The birds chirping so happily in the distance without a care of what's happening in their beloved forest.

Your cries echoing through the space with no human soul to witness. The slapping of skin, the grunts, everything, every degrading word that leaves Naoyas lips "My pretty prey gonna submit?"

"Pathetic little lamb." he coos watching you whither underneath him "I'm just claiming my prize, having my meal."

You're beautiful teary eyed expression fills his hunger, you're shaking form underneath him, is his prize.

.

.

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"Let's go back home little lamb. How about you'll call me your Alpha from now on~ After all I've claimed you as mine. Marked you and breed you ♡"

[mari-rosa-skiess]

omg i love your writing sm😳❤️ I JUST REALIZED THAT IM THE SAME AGE IF YURIO AGH ITS A GREAT DAY TO BE 15😩👌 also, may i request yurio who meets the reader in japan (like he met her maybe after viktor chooses his program) and she's a skateboarder so like she accidentally skates into him! i feel like it'd be really innteresting to see an ice skater and a skater together as a couple haha (bonus if she's won national skateboarding competitions😎) have a great day and remember to stay hydrated!❤️

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yes !!! i love this idea !! i went on a hiatus again, so sorry it’s VERY late, i hope it’s worth it though LOL

i’m personally not a skater, so i’m sorry if this isn’t accurate to how people skate :(

-mari<3

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Warnings: None I believe, just some swearing!

Pronouns: she/her

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You always enjoyed skateboarding. It was your favorite activity since you’ve been younger. It was kind of the way you were able to let stress go and have fun, especially since you are in your mid-teens. Things get rough at age 15, but there’s always skating there to help you.

You were skating down the streets one day in Japan, your (h/c) hair was flowing in the strong breeze since it was a significantly colder day, it was winter after all. There was snow on the ground, but only on the side of the roads and sidewalks, but it was all pretty melted.

You closed your eyes for a second because it felt like the wind was making your eyes shrivel up, but a few seconds later, you fell to the ground with a small ‘hmph’ leaving your lips.

You opened your eyes to see a shortish boy standing up, he looked pissed to say the very least.

“WHY WEREN’T YOU WATCHING WHERE YOU WERE GOING?!” the blond feminine boy screamed.

You stood up and dusted off your clothes, for some small pebbles and dirt got on you when you fell.

“I could say that same about you,” you crossed your arms, raising an eyebrow.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN!? YOU’RE THE ONE WHO RAN STRAIGHT INTO ME!” He screamed, although it was kind of difficult to understand him because of his thick Russian accent, especially because he was screaming.

“Well, you could’ve simply stepped out of the way when you saw me skating towards you, you could’ve simply stepped aside when I was like four yards away,” You pointed out.

“It seems you also were not paying attention to your surroundings,” you spoke in a snarky tone, smirking.

He went to say something else to defend himself, but he was dumbfounded, not to mention exhausted from the strenuous training from figure skating.

“You’re lucky I’m not in the mood to argue today,” he sighed, picking up his bag he had dropped.

“Yeah, whatever you say,” you replied, dropping down your skateboard.

After you got a closer look at his face, you realized he seemed familiar. You’ve seen him somewhere, but you’re not sure where. Maybe in a store? No, that couldn’t be it.

“Where are you going?” you asked him, slowly skating by him while he walked.

“Figure skating practice, Viktor doesn’t like it when I’m late,” he softly said.

“What’s it to you?” he added, slightly raising his voice.

“I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere,” you stared at him blankly, but still paying enough attention to the control you have on your skateboard so you don’t lose balance and topple over.

“You’ve probably seen me on TV, I won Grand Prix gold,” he stated.

“Oh, Yuri Plisetsky, that’s where I’ve heard of you,”

Yuri blushed at how you said his name, it sounded so beautiful the way you said it, almost as beautiful as he found the rest of you. It didn’t take him long to notice your features after he cooled down from his baby tantrum.

He just looked away and went quiet, not saying anything else. After a few minutes, you guys arrived at the rink. Viktor was waiting by the door.

You picked up your skateboard and just held it since there was no reason for you to just stand by it.

“Yurio, you know how I feel about you being late,” the tall man with silver hair stated in a slightly annoyed tone.

“Yeah, whatever,” he mumbled under his breath.

Viktor’s eyes flickered to you and a grin appeared on his face.

“Oh, I see, you were out with your girlfriend! Why didn’t you tell me you have a girlfriend?” Viktor excitedly exclaimed.

Yuri’s face turned red, so did yours.

“No, we just met a few minutes ago,” you shook your head.

“Yeah, this bitch carelessly bumped into me and knocked me over,” Yuri crossed his arms.

“Bitch?!” you asked.

“Okay! I see I was wrong,” Viktor nervously chuckled.

“Why don’t you guys say bye to each other then you can meet me inside, Yurio?” Viktor suggested.

“Okay, fine,”

Viktor said goodbye to you before walking back in the rink, going to get his skates on before Yuri walked in.

“Well, hopefully we don’t cross paths again,” you said irritated, dropping your skateboard back down.

Yuri let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.

Yuri was surprised by himself. He never apologizes for anything, it’s just part of his personality to be a dick, but here he is, apologizing!

“What was that?” you asked, turning your head.

“I’m sorry,” he spoke up.

“I didn’t mean it, I’m just a dickhead, you’re not a bitch,” Yuri looked down, blushing.

“Alright, I forgive you...I think,” you said, questioning your own words.

“I’ll see you around,” you spoke.

“Wait, what’s your name?” Yuri asked you.

“Oh, right, it’s (Y/N),” you smiled.

He was shocked that you even had a beautiful name.

“Okay, see you later,” he flashed a small smile before walking into the skating rink.

You skated off, actually feeling good about having a new friend. You did find him cute though, and you were sure he’s sweet when he’s not mad. You kind of mentally beat up yourself for not getting his number, but hopefully, there will be other opportunities.

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It’s been a few days since you bumped into Yuri, and you still thought about him occasionally, as did he. You decided to skate by the rink to see if he was there. Since he couldn’t drive, there was no way to really know if he was there unless you looked in.

The place was rented out, so if it was closed, the doors would probably be locked.

You picked up your skateboard and walked over to the door and pulled on the handle. A small smile appeared on your face when it opened. You walked inside and heard music playing.

You didn’t want anyone to see you because you didn’t want anyone to think you were creepy, so you kneeled down by the part of the skating rink wall that didn’t have a window and watched through the window part.

Yuri was elegantly skating around the rink, his routine already seemed flawless - to you at least - you weren’t used to seeing many people figure skate. He actually didn’t look annoyed for once, but he did look sweaty.

Very sweaty.

You looked down and noticed your skateboard started rolling away from you. You silently cursed under your breath before trying to grab it without making any noise. You ended up grabbing it, but you accidentally launched it because you lost grip of it while you were trying to set it up against the wall.

It made a loud clattering noise before rolling and hitting the wall. Since the room was so big, it echoed and caused Yuri to mess up his routine.

Viktor facepalmed and turned off the music.

“It was great until that noise distracted you...what even was that?” Viktor asked, looking around.

Viktor and Yuri both skated over to the exit of the rink and stepped out, looking around the lobby. You were hoping they wouldn’t see you despite you being literally four feet away from them. 

Viktor saw you and you flashed a nervous smile before standing up.

“Yurio, you got a visitor,” Viktor spoke before walking back onto the rink.

Yuri looked over at you and he surprisingly wasn’t mad.

“Sorry for messing up your routine,” you apologized, looking really nervous.

“Oh... it’s just slightly annoying, I can always redo it,” he blushed.

“It was really good before I distracted you though,” you smiled.

“Oh, thanks,” his face reddened.

A few seconds of silence passed before Viktor walked back off the rink.

“Yurio, take a short break,” he said.

Yuri nodded before taking off his skates while still standing.

“Do you know where your board went?” he asked.

You looked around on the floor before spotting it, you walked over and picked it up.

“Why do you skate so much?” Yuri asked.

“I- Uh- It’s a hobby, and I’m also a competitive skater...with skateboarding, obviously,” you nervously said.

“That actually sounds interesting,” Yuri spoke.

“That’s surprising coming from you,” you smiled.

“What do you mean?” he asked confused.

“I mean, you are a dick,” you smirked and crossed your arms.

He rolled his eyes with a small frown.

“Joking!” you exclaimed, giggling.

“Anyway, we should hang out sometime if you’re up to you,” you smiled at the blond.

His face went back to the red shade it was previously at.

“A-Alright,” he stammered.

You pulled a small slip of paper out of your pocket that you wrote your number down on pre-hand in case you ran into him.

“Here’s my number, I’m free most of the time, just text me,” you smiled at him.

He took the slip of paper from your hand and put it into his pocket.

“Alright,” he smiled.

“I’ll let you get back to what you were doing, see you around!” you exclaimed with a smile while waving as you walked out.

“Bye!” he shouted.

Let’s just say, he did text you a lot when he got home.

[feelingofcontent]

DNP Rewatch: Time For A Change

Date video was published: 01/25/2019 (X)

DNP Main Channel Rewatch: 386

The first video of 2019! This was late in the year for the first Phil video (I say as we had to wait all the way until February in 2022...)

0:00 - I like that he starts off wearing the same shirt as from PINOF 10. the transition to the next era!

0:04 - well that is a start

0:17 - “private Philly time” um. 😳 did not think about that one before he said it

0:26 - they really were constantly going in 2018

0:46 - dramatic music! this was a big change for Phil

0:59 - “many reasons” and a sudden blank 😂 or at least a blank on reasons he can share with the internet

1:10 - don’t think this one was as much of an issue after the move to the second London flats

1:21 - jesus christ Phil

1:40 - I mean valid

1:59 - that tweet also served as a “warning” that this change was coming so the video wouldn’t be a complete surprise

2:06 - we’ve spent so many years on dog hill

2:20 - lol at Phil’s annotations

2:32 - well that’s specific and terrifying

2:40 - love Phil reading the full tweet thread conversation

2:50 - mr english language degree there... 😂

3:21 - is this the first time he just straight-up said “bitch” on his channel? it might be. I know he did, like “bee-otch” previously

3:30 - candles and plants...very consistent now for Phil

3:40 - the pickle will end up in his background at some point!

4:27 - I’m sure there are smaller ones than that

4:39 - love Phil’s utter confusion there

4:58 - “the mall” lol

5:11 - “cool stuff...like a penis pillow” alrighty then

5:30 - Phil really sees dicks everywhere 😂

5:53 - yeah, no that is definitely horrifying not cute

6:11 - “do I want naked handstand man? probably not” I’m cackling

6:56 - background reveal! this set-up was in the little room behind the sliding glass door where Dan’s background was originally in the filming flat. so Dan must have known he wasn’t going to be filming there anymore

7:06 - “or new piece of wall” yeah, he knows he can’t say “new home” without the speculation flying

7:15 - “a little bit of help from Danny boy” of course

7:20 - that one had already been alive a long time, so probably the safest plant choice

7:23 - love the TATINOF cube tower holding the lava lamp 😂 they got a lot of use out of those

7:42 - I like the dinosaur lamp

7:58 - the candle Dan gave him for Christmas 2016! wonder if he ever finally burned it to see the skeleton part inside

8:05 - Lion is on such a low shelf that it isn’t visible in a lot of the videos

8:20 - whoops; I’ve done that before when buying things online. but he has that vase his new background now! haha

8:40 - yeah that does not work

8:50 - I feel like it takes him a while before he tries anything really “new”

9:02 - why...does Phil want to dip his toe...in honey

9:17 - oh, the start of the cactus club. I can’t believe that was all the way back in 2019

9:57 - Phil’s discount code ideas 😂

10:15 - also the start of the dog end screens

This is a good video for the first one of the year. And a necessary one for a somewhat-big change.

DNP went to visit friends up in the Manchester area in early January (1, 2, 3, 4, 5), including going to an arcade bar, which they posted a lot from (1, 2, 3, 4, 5). They also did an Interactive Introverts “viewing party” where they live tweeted through it. After that (1, 2) is when Dan went almost fully quiet online until BIG in June.

So this video kicked off kind-of an “inbetween” era, after Interactive Introverts, but pre-coming-out. I’ll be honest - I already know that Phil’s early 2019 content is not my favorite, but maybe I’ll find a couple surprises that I end up liking more on rewatch!

[taylor-will-be-the-death-of-me]

Hogwarts Train

Y/N's POV

Magic. We're told that it's not real, but in my world it is very very real. Being a Potter meant that from the second I was born I was exposed to the magical world. I don't remember much but the first encounter I had with magic would forever be implanted in my mind.

Christmas of 63, I was three years old, when my dear father and brother had decided to make a mess right before the guests were arriving. So naturally my mother got so mad that if it wasn't Christmas that day, right now would be the only child with one parent. To clean up the mess they had made my mother whipped out her wand and fixed everything just in time.

But the time I knew that magic would be useful was a few years later. When I was ten years old my brother, who had just finished his first year at Hogwarts, thought it would be a good idea to chase me around with a knife and then stabbing me in the leg. I screamed so ferociously that day. I'm sure all of Scotland would have heard it. As my parents came rushing in mom started scolding James where as dad fixed me up with magic. But the scar is still there.

Now, five years later, I can proudly say that I am well versed with it. Studying at Hogwarts has truly been a magical experience. Pun intended. In first year I got sorted in the house of the badgers, Hufflepuff. My family wasn't proud, they tried to be, but alas I wasn't a Gryffindor. In that same year I made my first friend, Ethan Smith. The bleached blue eyed blond has been my fried ever since we first met on the Hogwarts Train. That day I had begged my brother to let me sit with him, but in his words 'I would embarrass him.' So I made my way further down the train and found a boy looking out of the window waving at his parents. We both got sorted in the same house. His parents were truly proud of him. But the second the old hat had said the words, I knew that I was no longer a part of the loving family I had known. The next day James did come to me and told me everything was fine, but it wasn't because that was the last conversation we had.

As I sat there in an empty compartment, waiting for Ethan to board, I couldn't help bit think ahead about this year. During the summer vacation when I got my Hogwarts letter, I found out that this year I was one of the Hufflepuff prefects. The other one being Ethan. This was standard protocol, I board the train first and then wait for Ethan to come an hour late when the train is about to leave. But this time just 15 minutes after the train came Ethan was there boarding. Oh My God!!!!! Pigs must be flying now!!

"Well well well if it isn't Ethan 'I'm always late' Smith." I started the second he entered the compartment. "How is this possible that you are not late. Am I dreaming? Is this a weird alternated reality where you're not late?"

"Oh haha you are soo funny. I'm dying" Ethan said dryly while sitting down in front of me. "And for your information I'm only here because I'm a prefect and I have to set an example."

"As if we don't already know all about what you do."

"Well at least I do something instead of sitting in one place and reading the same book again and again."

"Oh shut u-" before I could finish, the door of our compartment was opened by a stranger.

"Oh um.. I didn't know anyone was here." said the stranger looking at the floor. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright. It happens." Ethan said.

"Umm would you mind if I sat here? Everywhere else is full." He questioned.

"Sur-" "N-" Ethan and I started at the same time. "Sure you can." said Ethan glaring at me for what I was about to say.

"Thank you" he said as he sat down on the same seat as me. Not to close, not to far.

After sometime we were supposed to go for the orientation on how to be a prefect. As there was still some time left I started reading one of my favorite books. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. For me the book is everything I want and more. The love, the drama, the anger and Jo, if I could read one book in my whole life Little women would definitely be it.

"That's a nice book." The stranger whispered, shifting a little close to me.

"Well It's better than nice. It's astounding." I replied.

"Okay then it's astounding. But gotta say Jo and Laurie didn't belong together."

"What!" I said completely shocked. "How can you fell that! Jo and Laurie do belong together. It's Amy and Lauri who don't belong together. And don't even start on how Amy is the better sister. She clearly is not."

"You're quite opinionated." He said cracking a little smile.

"Well can't say the same about you." I said slightly angry about what he had to say. I couldn't help but admire the sound of his laughter when I finished my sentence.

He just shakes his head and goes back to the paper he was reading. That was when I took in his appearance. He had dark raven hair, a sharp jawline, a crooked nose and dark green eyes. I must have been staring for a long time cause the thing that snapped me out of my thoughts was someone clearing their throat. That someone was him.

"See something you like?" He questioned cockily. I looked away embarrassed. In the mist of all of this Ethan slightly nudged my leg with his. Looking up I saw him wiggling his eyebrows, giving me a goofy smile. Having enough of the teasing I kicked him in the shin. And as Ethan rubbed his leg, the beautiful stranger shook his head and chuckled,

Oh boy, this will be a long long ride.