#this is so long i'm srry T-T

[arminsumi]

so happy you're writing for gojo and getou!! You make my day fr <3

Thinking of ex getou hc... he annoyingly drapes himself over you like your not broken up, still brings you lunch and snacks when he knows your craving them, hugs you for way too long Infront of other men until you break and take him again <33

He would not be afraid of being toxic if it ment getting you back

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱ ex-boyfriend

GETO x f.reader

A/N: i am in pieces at the word choice 'drapes' 😩 thank you for your request — so happy i can make your day 💗 i kinda... wrote an excessive amount srry if i deviated a bit i was in a real suguru state of mind

♪ NOW PLAYING: don't blame me, your love made me crazy

Wc: >900

Overview; Suguru just can't let you go. His mad love reels you back into his arms.

Content; fluff, (ex.bf) headcanons

Warnings; light toxicity, light obsessiveness/possessiveness (?), jealousy, he doesn't let you leave

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— He is the definition of the "I'm not her ex" ex-boyfriend. Anyone who asks "Did you two split?" will be met with a firm "No. We're just working things out." from Geto before you can even open your mouth to speak.

— Soft, good-smelling, and good-looking; his aura permeates through the air of your apartment as soon as he walks in. He unashamedly invited himself over and said "Aren't you lonely without me? C'mon admit it. I'll make some tea, do you want? Okay then, I'll make you one anyways."

— Behind those abyssal eyes are all his unchanged feelings for you; his one and only. He can't move on. You have a death grip on his mind; he thinks about you in the shower, on the road, walking to the store, while shopping. Daydreams of you are plastered throughout his routines.

— He engulfs you in a consuming hug and peers down at you with a tender look. He's so much bigger than you; the broadness of his shoulders are laughable in comparison to yours. "Missed you, baby." he says, usually pressing a kiss to your cheek (smirking when you swat him away like a fly), and he says that a lot; you can feel the weight in each word.

— Of course... when in front of other men, his hugs seem to get clingier. Heavier. Longer. More possessive. He hangs on your body as if he's the clothes on your back. His scent lingers on you.

— Still lends you his oversized T-shirts and insists that you wear them before heading out for coffee with your coworker, Gojo. Asks for 'proof' pics that you really are wearing his shirt.

— He calls you by the nickname you always favored, the one that had the power to weaken your knees to the point of falling to them. Paired with that silken, dangerously attractive voice and the yearning glint in his eyes, you're a goner.

— He's always been able to read you like an unravelling scroll. As if you're a painting and he's an artist, he knows every brush stroke that creates an artwork like you.

So when you push him away, he knows that you actually want him to hold you tight. When you tell him to give up, you actually want him to try harder. And when you shakily answer no to his inquiry about "Do you still feel for me?" he knows you actually mean yes.

— Leans in to whisper something in your ear when you've got company or guests over at a party. He loves forming a barrier of intimacy between you and him in a public setting; he thinks that they should all witness how capable he still is of flustering you. His heart lurches when you react to his whispers with the same swooning smile as you did in high school.

— He pops up at your workplace, "I got you your favorite." he says with a smooth smile that you instantly succumb to.

— He selfishly drags you back into his arms like Hades mythically dragged Persephone back into the underworld.

— You want to move on from him ? Nope, not happening. He's dead set, completely determined, to dig his way back into your heart.

— Needles of jealousy prick his chest when he sees you laughing because of someone else. He can't stand that, not even for a second, so he invades the conversation and plucks you out of it like you're a gemstone lost among rocks in a dirty river.

"Let's go." he says, "Go where?" you ask, but he whisks you away without answering.

— Honest to god, if he could snatch you away and trap you in a castle, he would. In fact, he can, minus the castle — but his penthouse will have to do 🤷‍♀️

A few lavish invitations to dinner at his place lead to you sleeping over like how you used to. It's all part of his grand scheme. "Baby, come back to me." he murmurs into your hair. "This house is so cold without you."

— Come the morning, you're readying yourself to leave for coffee with your coworker again. Stupid Sunday tradition, Geto hated it. No, he despised it; it made his head spin with anger.

"I've got to go... Suguru?" He blocks your path down the hallway, his silhouette giving hint to his serious frown. It's dark in the hallway, but not darker than his eyes.

"You're not gonna let me leave, are you?"

"No." He admits heavily. "Come on, don't look at me like that; I love you. You'll be safe here. You know what, tomorrow I'll make you your favorite for breakfast, doesn't that sound nice?"

— All these sweet words are said in a smooth, murmuring voice... while his veiny hands firmly plant on the front door and force it shut with a startling bang after you attempted to open it.

"Stay." he demands in a threatening, low voice. "Please?" he lightens it at the end, aware of how scary that probably sounded.

— He's wrapping you around his finger like how he did in the beginning. You coil around his life until, without realizing soon enough, you're back in it.

— Just like that, his love ensnares you once more, and you're happily trapped in his big strong arms.

[luveline]

a request for kisses before dinner. maybe ave is at school and learns what a divorce is and starts panicking at home thinking steve and r are gonna get divorced and she’s going to have to move away and they have to assure her they’re v much in love and that won’t be happening. srry if that’s too specific. luv ur writing!

this is the loveliest idea! hope this is okay, thanks so much! mom!reader 1.1k

Avery's been a mouse since Steve picked her up from school. 

"What's wrong with your sister?" he asks Bethie.

Bethie, sitting carefully on the counter with a picture book in her lap, glances up. "Which one?" 

Steve nods toward Avery where she's sulking at the kitchen table. 

"I don't know," Bethie says, frowning.

Steve washes the last plate in the sink and puts it with the rest of the dishes on the draining board. He wipes his hands dry and lifts Bethie off of the counter without a word. She squirms under his arm but doesn't complain, only clambers into the chair next to Avery and turns back to her book. He runs his hand over her hair lovingly. 

You appear in the doorway with a freshly changed Dove in your arms. You're kissing her forehead in the same place over and over, and you both look ridiculously happy. He falls in love for the millionth time. 

There's nothing to do until dinner is ready, so Steve sits himself down in the chair next to Avery's at their huge dinner table and holds out his hand. 

She passes hers over reluctantly. 

"Ave," he says, covering her small hand in both of his, hiding it away, "you okay, baby?" 

She nods miserably. 

You look up from your lovefest, mildly alarmed by his question. "What?" 

Steve gets more worried than some parents would think is reasonable when the girls draw in on themselves, and the older Avery gets, the more complicated her emotions. It's like she's learning new knots and Steve's desperately trying to untangle them, neither of them with any instructions. 

He doesn't ask, maybe he should, but after a while you get used to just picking your kids up. Steve slides his hands under Avery's armpits and pulls her cleanly into his lap, the soft cotton of her nightie pooling under her. It's too long. She's still so small. 

Safely transported to his thigh, Steve wraps Avery in a proper dad hug, biceps sealing her in. 

"There's no escaping me," he says quietly. He rubs her back. "Now tell me, what's going on with my Ave? You feeling okay?" 

"I'm fine." 

"I don't want you to be fine, baby, I want you to be good," he says gently. "Me and mom can't fix everything, but we can try."

She squints at him. Steve starts to think he might be laying it on thick for no reason, and that Avery's simply tired from a long week. He twists his neck and tilts his head to face her, her ear pressed to the place under his heart. She turns her nose into his t-shirt and sniffs. It takes Steve a moment to realise she's crying, her tiny shoulders shaking beneath his hand. 

He's shocked. His gaze jumps to yours and you tuck Dove under your chin, pulling an impossibly agile mom-move to squat by his side. 

"Avery?" you ask softly.

Steve is used to tantrums. Softer moments like this aren't as easy to manage. Avery isn't sobbing because she's overwhelmed, or because she isn't getting her way, she's crying with no source in sight. She's sad. Steve pulls her tight to his chest and starts to dot kisses into her hair, rubbing a useless line up and down the short length of her arm. 

"What's the matter?" he asks, regrettably ruined by his daughter's emotions. "Tell daddy." 

"You know Pauline's mommy got a dee-vorce?" she asks. 

You nudge in. "What did she get, baby?" 

"A dee-vorce." 

"A divorce," you say thoughtfully. "And what do you think of that?" 

She pulls her face from Steve's shirt, cheeks shining with tears, and struggles to talk. "I don't want you to get one too," she breathes out. 

"Sweetheart, we're not," you say. 

"Because Pauline said her dad's moving away," she continues, looking up at Steve with a startling, crushing desperation. "You have to stay here." 

Steve's eyes widen, and he laughs though it's absolutely not what he means to do. He wants to be the serious and sincere father, the kind who reassures with a strong, unwavering passion. But he's shocked, and a little freaked. He doesn't like seeing his baby wound up. 

"Avery, I'm not going anywhere. Never ever," he stresses. 

"But I–" 

"I love your mom so much I'd cry all the time if we weren't together, you know that? I can't live without mommy." 

"Right," you rush to say, "me and daddy love each other more than anything." 

"Paulie said that her mommy said that, that they still love each other but her daddy has to go. I don't–" Poor Avery starts breathing shallow, eyes locked onto Steve's face with more urgency than he knows how to handle. "I don't want you to go." 

He has to fight tears. 

"Avery," he says. He takes her face into both hands. "Avery, listen to me. I'm not going anywhere."

Dove starts fussing and the tension of Avery's breakdown abates enough for Steve to remember Bethie at the table, staring at the hubbub in quiet unhappiness. You put Dove down and she wanders off, your freed hands reaching for Avery's bare legs. You press your thumbs into her knees, sighing. "Sweetheart, sometimes parents move away, and it's very sad. Pauline must be really scared right now, and you have to be extra nice to her because she needs it but," —you shake her little legs— "me and dad are forever, okay? Please don't worry about it. I promise daddy isn't going anywhere, I can't imagine it." 

Steve can't imagine it either, a life different than this. He takes care of his girls every single day. They cry and they smile and they laugh, it's the most precious thing on earth. There isn't a reality where he willingly leaves. He can't imagine a life without your hair tickling his cheeks in the morning when he wakes, without Avery's shrieking laughter under his squeezing hands, without Bethie's too smart smiles as he reads to her, or without the sleeping weight of Dove against his chest at nap time. Everyday like clockwork, he wants this life.

"You're staying here?" Avery asks him, looking up.

He glances between her and Beth and you, catches sight of the back of Dove's head where she's talking nonsense to the teddy in her lap across the kitchen.

"I'm staying here. I'm not going anywhere," he says. It's an easy promise.

[lemoniiiiiii]

when he's home

(evan peters x fem!reader)

inspired by: a fic on ao3 that i cannot find for the LIFE of me, will update if i do find it :'(

- summary: your husband evan comes home in the middle of the night from a long work trip.

- content: good ol' wholesome vanilla smut, p in v, yk the regular (?) stuff (btw i'm not good at writing smut srry), very slight angst, pregnant!reader (early pregnancy, NOT A KINK just a plot point)

a/n: not proofread, this is my first evan fic PLUS my first fic on tumblr so i do apologize for any posting etiquette mistakes and/or just an overall shitty fic!

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evan dropped his bags by the door, careful to not make much noise as he immediately headed up the stairs. he was downright exhausted, but excited to hold you in his arms after a month apart. the european press tour for his latest film just ended and he only had a few days off before having to hop on another plane, so there was no time to waste.

as evan turned the doorknob to your shared bedroom he halfway hoped you'd be awake. he could imagine the sight: you curled up in bed in his t-shirt, still scrolling away on your phone despite how late it was. you'd probably have a snack too from the stash in your end table that you thought he didn't know about (but he did). a soft chuckle exited his lips at his thoughts and he walked in to (almost) the exact view his mind had conjured up.

you were in bed, and curled up in one of his favorite t-shirts -- but you were asleep. evan approached your still body, admiring the soft snores emanating from you. oh how he missed that sound.

considering the phone in your hand it was safe you say you fell asleep using it (which made the "lovrhd yuo missssxcym youuuy" text he had last received from you make much more sense). when he gently took it and plugged it in to charge, you stirred in bed, brows furrowing.

"welcome home" you mumbled, eyes still closed.

"hi baby," he replied in a whisper before kissing your forehead. a smile was evident in his voice which made you smile in return. you opened your eyes to see him leaning over you, a stupidly joyous grin plastered on his face. "and baby..."

you both looked down at your abdomen. a rush of feelings hit you as you were reminded of the reality you were going to be parents.

"how are you.... two?" you both laughed at his clunky delivery. "is it weird to say it like that?-"

you swiftly sat up and sweetly brought your lips to his. evan's stubble tickled your face which made you grin even wider, if that was possible.

"i missed you.." evan breathed between kisses, his voice filled with desire.

"i missed you too- so fucking much..." your hand reached his cheek and he leaned into your touch, putting his large hand over yours. the way he looked at you, completely and utterly in love, made your heart melt.

you hoped he knew you felt the same exact way.

"to answer your question," you began. "we're doing very well. i made an ultrasound appointment for tomorrow morning but look-"

you lifted your shirt to your chest and laid back.

there it was. well, kinda.

your stomach protruded slightly, only a little more than whenever you got bloated, but it was firm.

evan stared.

you chuckled at his reaction. "i told you your pull out game is weak as hell, but you just never listen do you?" you teased.

he laughed in response, shaking his head as he leaned down to give you a long and deep kiss. seeing you like this- with your bump, proof of your child's existence- was overwhelming, but in the best way possible.

"i love you... i love you.." evan whispered again and again while lightly taking your chin in his hand. he moved your head around while placing small pecks all over your face, making you giggle. his kisses were somewhat sloppy and wet, exposing the underlying neediness in his romantic affection.

"i love you too baby..." you pouted.

evan moved to your stomach and gave it a few soft kisses as well. you wouldn't be surprised if this was all he was going to do for the next couple of months. you wouldn't mind either.

he laid beside you, one arm propping up his head, the other reaching over to grip your side, rubbing it with his thumb. there was a pensive look on his face as he returned to staring at your bump. you could tell he was trying to hide it, but it was obvious something was definitely bothering him. normally you would've spoken up about it, but you wanted to give him the space to speak on his own time.

"i can't believe i have to leave you again..." evan muttered.

ah... that's right. in a few days he would be gone again, while you stayed behind to work on your own projects. the timing of everything was frustrating for the both of you.

you ran your fingers through his dark curls as you spoke. his shoulders relaxed a bit at your touch. "it's only for a couple more weeks-"

"i don't wanna miss anything"

"i know but, it's early... not much is going on anyway-"

"still, i wanna be there for you-"

"you already are" you reassured him. he always worried if he was doing enough, if you were happy, even though he always went above and beyond to meet your wants and needs. it pained you that these thoughts plagued him. "evan, it's not forever.. you'll be back before you know it"

your husband looked up at you with an exhale. he knew you were right, and was appreciative of how easily you were able to bring him down to earth. he took your hand off his head to kiss your knuckles individually, his lips lingering longer on your wedding ring. beginning at your hand, he kissed up to your elbow, before bringing his thigh over and straddling you. with his body hovering over you, you couldn't help but turn into a blushing mess. evan took this as the perfect opportunity to tease you.

"mrs. peters..." he said with a sultry and endearing cadence. "what would i do without you?"

addressing you like that always short-circuited your brain despite the fact you had already been married for 4 years and evan knew this very well.

"oh fuck off..." you smiled, looking away from him.

"woah, language... we've gotta get a handle on that mouth of yours. can't be cursing around the babe" he joked and pat your stomach.

you turned back and pulled him towards you desperately, hands roaming his neck and the curls at the back of his head. your tongue dove deep into his mouth, soft moans escaping your lips from time to time. your legs bent and unbent, squirming under your husband's dominant position. you knew what was coming next but you didn't know in what way and your mind was going crazy flashing explicit images in your head of how evan was going to take you. to say you were aroused was an understatement.

one of evan's hands went from caressing your hips to underneath his your shirt, cupping a handful of the soft flesh of your chest. you winced, having forgotten the new sensitivity of your breasts. evan pulled back, looking at you with slight concern.

"i'm okay, i'm okay, just a bit sensitive keep going-"

he hesitated but took your word for it and continued massaging, albeit much more gentle. your underwear's fabric went over his hand as he went to grope your bare ass, revelling in its malleability.

"hey, are you sure it's-" evan said as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of your panties.

"yeah it's fine-" you answered quickly, untying the drawstring of his sweats. "i asked my gyno"

having your approval, he tapped your sides signaling you to lift your hips, removing your bottoms and placing a pillow beneath you for comfort. you returned the favor, pulling down his sweatpants and briefs in one swift motion. evan took two fingers and slowly slid them repeatedly through your soaked folds, gently squeezing your clit with the two digits instead of just running over it.

"shit..." he mumbled under his breath. the fact you were already so excited for him contributed greatly to his own arousal.

"who needs to watch their mouth now?" you breathed out with a smirk.

evan's eyes crinkled as he realized his mistake and let out a chuckle. "remind me to make a swear jar later today" he now stood on his knees in between your legs. pumping his length, he readjusted himself to line up with your center before pausing to look down at you. "let me know if it's uncomfortable or something doesn't feel right and I'll stop-"

it was adorable to you that he still harbored concern for you after you told him it would be okay, but you had an almost feral desire that needed to be satiated.

"baby... i need you to fuck my brains out" you said with desperate laugh. your hormones were haywire and it had been about a month since you last had sex. you needed this.

"okay my bad" evan laughed once again then thrust himself into you.

the sound of both your groans filled the room as he bottomed out and began bucking his hips. wanting to be close to you, he buried his face into the crook of your neck, his gasps muffled by your skin. the feeling of him inside you was addicting for sure and your body moved against him naturally, accentuating the pleasure. you could tell he was careful not to put too much of his weight onto your stomach.

"i missed you so much...needed you..god.. so good.. i love you..." the string of sweet nothings whispered into your ear between his moans made your body quiver. you wrapped your trembling legs around his waist while your arms tugged at the hem of his shirt, trying to take it off. evan helped you, removing it within a second and throwing it god knows where.

you were reminded of his tired state as his thrusts were rough and inconsistent. nevertheless they were filled with love and kind of exactly what you wanted from him. being the sweet man he is he was never really rough (at least at his current age, you both were a little crazy when you were younger) unless you really asked him to.

your voice became shaky as you quickly began to reach your peak. "fuck- evan!" you cried out in pleasure.

evan's whole body shuddered in response to your whimpers, his need for you only growing. his movements were more intense now and you were sure he was close as well.

you returned to kissing him in a passionate daze, your hands going anywhere on him your body could touch. a few more deep thrusts pushed you over the edge and your entire body shook as your lips gave a shaky wail. not too long after evan spilled into you. he began to lay on top of you in his exhaustion before correcting himself and rolling to your side.

"...you okay?" he asked in a soft tone, as he does every time.

"mmm.. fan-fucking-tastic" you murmured and turned to put your head down on his chest.

evan wrapped his arm around you, bringing you into a gentle embrace, instinctively rubbing your bump. being in his arms was the best feeling in the world. he loved to keep you close and cuddled up against him while he caressed your body. that's when he found you the most beautiful-- just as yourself. he kissed your forehead tenderly, looking down into your lovely eyes as he pulled away. you noticed he was smiling again. then broke into an adorable chuckle.

"what?" you asked, his laughter contagious.

"i'm just so happy baby..."

"me too..."

you cuddled him tighter and you both fell fast asleep, bodies intertwined, a little part of both of you sandwiched between you.

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(this is such a clunky nothing burger of a fic grrr i'm sorry)

[loveneversleepss]

TROPE SERIES: Bang Chan

Mama's boy/royalty pt.3

Pairing: childhood friend!Chan x female reader (reader has assigned name). 

Trope: second chance, childhood love

Warnings: cursing, jealousy, slight angst, bullying, smut duh, unprotected sex (srry), oral sex, nicknames, blood and death. 

w.c: 10 k

Has anyone told you to not trust boys? You learned that the hard way. You fell in love with one.

It didn’t happen all at once. It was all so innocent, simply a friendship in the beginning. That’s where you made the mistake, becoming friends with him. 

~~~~

It was the first day of kindergarten, everything felt so new. You stood at the front of the gates, hand in hand with your father. You turned to him nervously, biting the inner corner of your cheek. He smiled reassuringly at you and squeezed your little hand. “It will be alright, you got this. Keep your head up.” He handed you your lunch pail and pinched your cheek teasingly, it hurt but in a way it helped you. Helped you to muster up the courage to march into the gates and begin a new start. 

But as soon as you stepped near your class, you were pushed over. Your hands scraped across the pavement and you scrunched up your nose in pain. “Oops.” you turned your head to see the culprit, a boy laughing with his group of friends. He reached out his hand for you to grab and you hesitated. “Not gonna take it? Fine.” He kicked your lunch pail away, the food trampling out. He tugged on your pigtail, hard and pushed you over on your back. “From now on, I will make your life a living hell.” He licked the palm of his hand and smeared it across your face. You laid frozen as he walked away, tears flowing in your eyes. 

“Are you okay?” A brown haired boy came running to you, he kneeled down next to you. He stuck out his hand, but you didn’t hesitate to take it. “Don’t cry,” he wiped a tear off your cheek. You stared at his reassuring look, his soft dimples really popped out to you. “Come on, let’s tell the teacher.” He held you the whole way, spoke for you about what happened when you couldn’t speak up. But what they said next, ruined you.

“Oh, he’s just a boy.” you were stunned. It felt wrong. Why would they dismiss it just like that? Just because he’s a boy? Because you did something to make him do it? No, you didn’t do anything wrong. You didn’t do anything for him to do that, for him to touch you in that way. He practically walked away with a slap on the wrist. 

“I'm sorry about that,” the boy apologized to you. He held out a piece of licorice to see if it would make you feel better. “Why are you sorry? You weren’t the one who hurt me,” you took it and snapped off a piece with your mouth. He sighed heavily, “I just wish I could’ve done more to help.” You patted his back, “you did help, you saved me.” He smiled brightly at you, which made you smile. “Anyways, I’m Chan.” you cleared your throat, “I’m Vanessa.” He frowned and tilted his head, “I think I’ll call you Nessa instead.” You giggled, no one’s ever called you that before. He wrapped his pinky around his, “as long as I’m here, no one can hurt you.” you wanted to believe it, so you did.

Although it didn’t get better. You dreaded each day of elementary school, you were constantly bullied by that boy. Theo was his name. Chan tried his best to save you. You appreciated him so much. He was the light at the end of the cold, dark tunnel. But remember that teacher? You found out that was his mother. She always seemed to have something against you. Even though they lived next door, you weren't allowed over. But he always came to yours.

Chan had invited you over for a playdate once for the first time. Which ended up being your last. You were eating cookies on his bedroom floor when she stormed in. She snatched the cookie from your hand and demanded you go home. She said, “you’re damaged goods.” Which at the time you didn’t know what she meant. But now you realized she was talking about that incident. But, there was a time where Chan and you didn’t talk.

~~

“Chan!” You ran over to him, your backpack flinging side to side with your movements. “Look what I got you~” You said in a singsong voice and pulled out a cup that had Spider-Man on it. You expected him to be beaming with joy, but he wasn’t. He stared at it with no expression and then changed his gaze to the side. “I can’t talk to you anymore.” Your hands dropped to your side, cup in hand and your face frowned. “Why?” His eyes flickered behind you, and you turned to see his mom standing with her arms crossed, glaring at you. You turned back around to look at him, he couldn’t look you in the eyes. “I’m sorry Nessa.” He walked to his mom and she patted his head and pushed him in front of her, leaving you alone with the cup.

After that, everything got worse. You were bullied even worse, and you still held onto hope that one day, Chan would come to your rescue. But it faded as you were kicked and slapped by those boys. Your worst nightmare, provided by Theo, came true. “You’re pathetic!” Kick. “No one wants to be your friend.” Spit. “Not even Chan. Your true love!” He laughed and mocked you. You guess you blacked out once you felt a blow to your head. You felt yourself wake up, but your eyes did not open, but you were aware of your body. “Please be okay,” you heard a sob and recognized the voice. Chan. His arms were around yours, holding you tight. 

“Will she be okay?” you heard a male voice and didn’t recognize it. “Move aside, let me help her.” He let go of you and your eyes fluttered open. You gasped hard at the stranger in front of you. You screamed, “stay away!” You crawled away and cradled yourself . “Nessa, it’s okay. It’s just your dad.” you stared at him in disbelief. “What do you want?” His dad sighed and approached cautiously, “we’re just gonna dress your wounds.” 

~

He walked you home after, holding you up. How the heck are you gonna explain what happened to your parents? “What am I gonna say to them?” Chan shook his head, he had no idea either. “I had no idea what to do earlier. your dad is a doctor and I didn’t know who else to call for help.” You broke away from his hold. “You don’t have to tell me anything.” You began to walk on your own up the driveway when he stopped you. “I still wanna be friends with you.” you stopped in your tracks and looked at him with disgust. “Why now?” He rocked himself back and forth while keeping his head down, “I didn’t know what to do. I always listen to your mom.” you rolled your eyes and scoffed, and was about to say a smart remark but he beat you to it. “But I don’t want to anymore. All you want, more than anything, is to be your friend.” 

He picked up his head and his pinky rose. “I swear to be your friend, now and forever.” It was cheesy and made you cringe, but also made you smile. You walked over and entangled yours with his. “Friends.” You felt a sudden urge to kiss his cheek, so you leaned forward and tried to peck his cheek. But he turned suddenly and your lips pushed into his. Your first kiss. You jumped back and then you heard the door open, your parents gasp. Right. Now to explain the cuts. They ran to you and cautiously examined me. You simply told them, “I had a little spar with a girl.” They stared at each other and chose to believe you. They led you back inside and before you entered your house, you made sure to wake Chan goodbye. He waved back with a silly grin and you knew everything would go back to normal. 

~~

But it didn’t, after a short 6 years. He moved away to Korea, and the only life you knew was gone. “I don’t want you to go!” You cried in his arms, begging him. You were shaking and holding onto him with the hope of convincing him. “I have to Nessa,” you shook your head no and sobbed. “My mom insists I have to go. Please understand,” he holds onto you equally hard as you. You look up at him, his dimples as prominent as ever. “I’ll be back by the time we go to highschool, I promise.” He held his pinky out to me, and you tied yours around his. “You better.”

You had a very hard time during those years. The bullying didn’t stop until something happened. Surprisingly Theo left you alone. His goons didn’t but he didn’t engage in any action towards you. But you remember a day, you had come home with bruises from them. It was your 7th grade year. He had watched and stood away from engaging. After they were done with you, he stayed standing above you. You were crying and holding your wounds, you glared at him. “What did you ever do to you?!” You trembled as he stepped towards you. “Why do I deserve this?” He tried to reach out for you but you backed away in fear. “I’m sorry, we’ll leave you alone.” He kept his word, he left you alone and so did his friends from ever uttering your name again. 

When you came home, your parents were furious. They had a huge fight, saying things like, “this is all your fault our daughter is like this!” “You don’t know what I’ve been doing for her!” You walked away and waited outside for the arguing to stop. You sat on the grass and watched the sunset, your favorite thing to do since you were a child with Chan. But he’s gone now. Because of his mom. You checked your messages, and he texted you a few minutes ago. 

Me                  2:05pm

Have you made friends yet?

Channie<3            2:36pm

Yeah, I have

There’s this one girl who sat by me in class today. 

She's really nice and gave you half of her lunch since I love triangle kimbap :)

She asked me to hangout after school tmrw

You stared at the message and had this terrible feeling grow in your heart. You felt as if you were going to throw up. You clocked your phone off and clenched it, a girl huh? Will she be your replacement? You can’t think like that. You’ll answer him later. 

“Nessa!” you shuddered at the name. No one’s called you that since he did. You turned to see Chan’s mom, Celeste, calling you over. Your heart dropped and your fists clenched as you faked a smile. She took it as an invitation to come over to you. “Oh my! What happened to you!” You have no idea how much you hate this woman. She sighed heavily, “I wanted to apologize for your past mistakes..” you stood confused, she wants to apologize? “I never should’ve treated you that way and you want to make it up to you.” you sighed, listening to her. Her head tilts to the side and she looks around, “Why don’t you come inside?” That was the last place you wanted to be. You hear a glass shatter from inside your house and close your eyes at the thought. But you needed someone. You needed to be anyplace that could get your mind off things. You nod your head and follow her.

~

She motions for you to sit at the chair in front of her. You sit reluctantly and she sits across from you. “Are you having problems at school, Nessa?” You rolled your eyes, “are you trying to play the concerned neighbor? What exactly do you want?” She laughed to herself and set her cupped hands on the table. “You’re smart, you knew I had a motive.” You nod your head and shoot her a glare saying ‘get on with it.’ “I have this side gig now, it will train you physically to be a so-called bounty hunter. It pays good money and I think it would help with your situation.” You bit your bottom lip, this would lead you to beat people up and one day. Have to kill someone for money. She reaches for your hand on the table, “you don’t have to make a decision now. I’m asking for a lot.” You clench your hand under hers. “Will you promise not to force you to do anything you won’t want to?” She sits back and thinks for a while, then she says, “deal. I won’t force anything on you.” 

I paused, “I don’t think it would be good for me.” she frowned and clicked her tongue. “I know Chan would’ve liked that we get along. This could’ve been our chance..” she sighed and sat back in her chair. You fidgeted and thought, then came to a conclusion. “Fine, I’ll do it.” She gave you the details, you would meet up at her house after school and she would take you to a training place. You described it to your parents as tutoring since she was a teacher and you needed extra help. It was all a lie. You tried to keep in contact with Chan afterwards. But after you found out news about the new girl, you didn’t want to talk to him. 

Me                      6:56pm

Ugh I’m so tired from today.

Channie                9:17pm

Were you working out?

Me                      9:20pm

Something like that

How’s Korea going?

Channie                9:24pm

Omg I totally forgot to tell you!

Me                      9:27pm

Tell me

??

Channie                9:33

I started dating that girl, yk the one who shared her lunch with me

Anyways you found out we have a lot in common

Her name’s soojin 

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You decided not to answer him. The news shattered me. You cried for days in secret. You trained at your hardest and used that pain to get you through everything. Fuck him. 

The training was extreme; One day, you felt your emotions really hard. “Harder!” She yelled and you kicked with force. “Harder!” you kicked one again with more force. “Harder Nessa!” you kicked your hardest and began panting. She got in your face and started to scream, “that’s what you call a kick? How pathetic, you’re better than this!”

“I’m trying ma’am.” She scoffed and laughed as if you told a hilarious joke. “You’re not trying hard enough.. you’re weak! An embarrassment if you ever think that’ll be good enough!” You took the words to heart. You shook your head as tears began to pile up. “I am good enough-“ She pushed you back a little, “no you’re not!” your anxiety and fear turned into anger. It began to build. “My son would never want anyone like you!” You screamed and kicked with full force, the bag broke off the hook and landed on the floor. The spot where you kicked, broken in and fabric falling out. 

You breathed heavily and she applauded, “see what happens when you use your emotions? You get better. No need to be afraid of them.” That was the first lesson she taught me. The next training for years was learning to fight, flexibility training, weapons mastery, and horrible endurance training. Putting you under water for minutes to build up your breath-holding skills, running in rain and heat, learning to take hits, and the most important lesson. Loyalty training which had you under torturing mechanisms.

The training definitely helped you defend yourself better. It also grew your confidence and helped you establish yourself. You were a high performing student, having the best grades and always having an honor roll. You grew into your looks and explored styles and makeup. Perfecting it during those three years. You realized you had truly evolved at one of your training sessions. 

Chan’s mom, Celeste always admired you after you excelled. “Perfect, Nessa. You’ve really turned into a prodigy.” And always after that, she would slither off into meetings. You felt real progress and extreme satisfaction with yourself. You had grown really close to Celeste as after training she would take you out. You were the daughter she never had. At dinner you had asked her about Chan. She frowned, “I can’t say anything about his situation since he’s in Korea but.. You can say you don’t approve of this supposed relationship of his.” You choked on your soda. You cleared your throat and smiled, “you know about it?” She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, “of course I do. You know everything. But when he comes back and still with said girlfriend. It won’t last, trust me.” 

You giggled, knowing that she doesn’t approve. Because you know she’ll do everything in her power to ensure it. He’s a mama's boy, he’ll do anything she says. You were assigned your first job, in eighth grade. To find and capture a man, no one would suspect a child like you to do it. But you successfully did, and you became one of the best bounty hunters she had. And the youngest. your jobs would be easy, you would always get them done like nothing. But you realized outside of doing this job. You had nobody. You expressed your feelings to Celeste. She understood you and never made you feel that you didn’t matter. The next day, you came to find a boy standing in your training spot. You recognized him, he was Chan’s friend when you weren’t talking. The ray of sunshine. What would he be doing here?

Celeste called you to her and the boy turned to you, “Felix this is Nessa. Your mentor.” you looked at her in disbelief. Mentor? He smiled brightly at you, practically blinding you. “Hi,” he said and you smiled back at him awkwardly. You nodded your head and Celeste grinned, “you will be working together from now on. So, best get to know each other.” You bit the inside of your cheek, looks like she intended for him to be with you, so you’re no longer lonely. She walked away and patted your back. He smiled awaiting your attention. “First thing, you’re gonna have to get rid of that smile.” He frowned immediately, “wouldn’t it be more convincing that I was good?” You shook your head, “you’re trying to go unnoticed, not show off your charisma.” 

“So you think I have charisma?” You ignored him and led him to the mat. “Come on, show you what you got.” He stood confused and uncomfortable. “You want me to fight you? But you’re a girl.” You smirked and charged at him, dropping down and sliding against the floor, hooking his leg and down he went. He slammed against the mat with a groan and gripped his shoulder. “First lesson, it doesn’t matter who your target is. You get the job done.” He jumped up and assumed a fighting stance. You adjusted his arms, “sloppy.” You brought them up and gave it a stern shake, “this needs to be strong. The basics need to be laid down correctly or you will practice it wrong.” 

He looked fondly into your eyes, which made you freeze. “Chan was an idiot to leave you.” you dropped down again and swiped his leg. But this time he didn’t budge and dodged you. He smirked and brought you up by your chin, “I won’t make the same mistake.” you shoved him off, “No more talking from you.” He sighed and crossed his arms, trying to flex them. “You know, I do taekwondo.” you tilted your head and scoffed, “but still you got dropped down by me.” His tongue rolled between his bottom teeth and lips then it grew into a smile. This was the beginning of a great friendship. 

~~

Once highschool came around, you were no longer that shaken little girl. You knew exactly who you were and no one could stop you. You got up that morning with a pep in your step which sounds corny, you know. But you were truly happy with yourself . You curled your hair, put on a full face of makeup and a streetwear fit. You kissed your mom good-bye as your dad wanted to drive you to school. It’s his own tradition to drive you on your first-days. “Looks like someone is moving in next door.” You looked over at what was Chan’s house. You saw a moving van outside and shrugged it off, not thinking about it again on the way to school. Once you pulled up, he gave you that reassuring pinch on your cheek and told me, “keep your head up sweetie.”

And you did, until you saw him. 

He was facing away from you, chatting to a group of people whose faces were full of amazement. Figures. He was always the joy of the group. You didn’t recognize him at first, until he turned his head slightly. Those soft dimples you know out of anywhere. You froze in your spot as you stared at him. But you were interrupted when you noticed stares at you. Whispering and pointing at me. “Who’s she?” “She’s gorgeous?” “Is she new?” You realized, they weren’t judging you. They were admiring you. 

“Vanessa?” Your name was called from the group talking to Chan. He turned and his mouth dropped in shock. You realized who called your name was Theo, seriously? You decided maybe you should say hi to Chan, as you were walking. You were blocked by a tall boy. “Excuse me, you think you’re really pretty. Could you have your number?” you laughed slightly in shock and looked at his phone. “I don’t have a phone.” He smiled at you awkwardly and walked away. Barf. You looked back at Chan who had a look you’ve never seen on his face before. 

He looks so different. His hair is dyed blond and his skin is so white now. Nothing like the younger him you knew. Then again, you don’t look the same either. You see Felix waving to you in the distance and you brighten up. You begin walking to him, Theo tries to walk up to you but you walk the opposite direction and flip him off. The group laughs as he stands stunned, watching you walk away. You walked to Felix and he put his arm around you. You looked back at Chan, who was glaring, not at you but Felix. 

~

The rest of the day was boring, zero classes with Felix or Chan. First days are always filled with introduction games or dumb lectures. You sat waiting by a tree, a bench was next to it. Painted by the equality for all club with a rainbow. But you stood standing as you scrolled on your phone, waiting for your dad to pick you up. You texted Felix but he had already gone home and you sat unsatisfied. Just then your dad texted you to walk home due to him being stuck at work. It’s only 2 miles. You heard a bunch of cheering and screaming from a car, a white convertible car with the girl you fought with in middle school. She claimed you wanted her man. 

“Why don’t we like them?” You jumped and turned to see Chan standing next to you. You looked around and stood cautiously away from him. “You were kinda glaring at them,” he took a step forward out of the tree’s shadow, the sun hitting his eyes. Your heart began to speed up, your words were taken away. “It’s just some middle school stuff,” you worded simply and adjusted your bag. He nodded his head and bit the inside of his cheek, “I guess I missed a lot. Didn't I?” You sighed heavily, “you did.” His lips moved to the side and you watched his eyes scan you, head to toe. “Well, I kept my promise. I came back.” You shook your head and bit your bottom lip, “you just came too late. I’d forgotten all about you.” You saw him practically crumble from your words, but you couldn’t care less and tried to leave him there. You had more important things. But he stopped you.

“I know about your relationship with my mom.” You stopped in your tracks and slowly turned to him. “I know you’re working for her… really, Nessa?” You sighed heavily and tried to calm your building anger, “you have no right to judge me. You have no idea what I’ve been through. I did what I did to keep me sane.” You continued to walk and he followed close behind. He didn’t say anything and just followed you. Until you got to the front door of your house. 

Maybe you were too harsh. But what did he expect? That you’d welcome him with open arms and you’d pretend those three long years never happened? No way. Your head wasn't in the right space. “Hey,” you turned around to him standing nearby. “Can I speak my mind and bother you for a second?” You sighed, “you always bother me but go ahead.” He smiled and his hands cupped nervously in his lap. “I felt like our conversation earlier ended badly.” You raised an eyebrow at him, and shook your head. He followed you home for this?

“What did you expect Chan? That I would come back running to you?” He turned his body fully to you, “yes I actually did. I thought we had something.” You stood up fully and your voice was getting louder, “we had a friendship which ended the day your mommy told you to leave.” He scoffed, “I tried to stay connected with you. I called and texted you but you never answered.” You walked away from the porch and vented out to him, “I didn’t want to affect your perfect life over there. I thought you would be better off without me which actually was the truth. I couldn’t tell you anything I was going through because you wouldn’t understand from a thousand miles away! You weren’t here for me! I was alone!”

Tears filled up in your eyes and you tried to blink them away. But they poured down your cheeks. He was about to speak when a voice came from behind you. “Nes?” you turned to see Felix coming out of your house. “Baby, what’s wrong?” One thing, you forgot to mention. 

~~~

It was last month, during the summer. Felix and you were training together, a secret one. It was late at night and no one else was there. We were wrestling and trying moves on each other. A certain move would accidentally drop us both to the ground. We laid laughing as we stayed on the floor. We both grew quiet as we stared into each other's eyes. Our breathing was heavy, chest rising and falling and it seemed time had stopped. your heart was beginning to race, not because of the training, but because of how you felt for him. “I wanna take you out on a date.”He snapped you back into reality and you sat up quickly. 

“What?” you mumbled and he sat up cautiously. He softly took your hand in his, “I really like you Nes.” Nes was the nickname he decided was fit for you. You didn’t mind it. “I want to be with you, if you want that too.” He had grown too as you did. He dyed his hair blond and his skin had lightened but still a perfect tan. His freckles popped out extremely like stars. You looked at your hands, his entangled with mine.. “no.” You declined him because you still had feelings for Chan and you explained that to him. He respected it but started calling you a new nickname, cry baby. For your unrequited love for Chan.

~~~

He looked at Chan then you, he immediately eloped you in his arms to protect you. Which you gladly sobbed into. “I think you need to go, Chan.” But Chan didn’t, he glared at him. “I’m not the problem here.” You tightly gripped Felix’s shirt to not engage. Which he didn’t but Chan continued, “so I go away for a while and you jump onto your best friend? How desperate are you?” You felt Felix’s chest begin to puff up with rage. “You were the idiot to leave her in the first place. I would never treat her the way you did.” Chan stepped closer which caused you to push him back, “back off. You don’t get to do this.” you grabbed Felix’s hand and pushed him inside. 

You turned to Chan. “I can’t believe you..” He muttered and you nearly spat your words at him. “I don’t even know why you're mad. Felix is just my best friend and he’s been here for me. Why can’t you just respect that?” The look in his eyes has returned, hope. But you didn’t stay around to see it. You went inside. You went into your bedroom where you told Felix how you felt about Chan currently, you hate him. He understood you. There was no judgment from him. He trusted you and reminded you that he’s here for you. It made you feel better, your phone began to ring and you saw it was Celeste. “Nessa!” She snapped as you answered the phone. Right, your job. 

She explained exactly what you needed to do and who your target was. But, to do it alone. You hadn’t done one by yourself in a long time, Felix is your partner. You explain to Felix you need to do the job and you leave. Your head wasn’t in the right space. You made a big mistake and you paid the price.

Your target was prepared but you managed to get him trapped on the rooftop. He did not go down without a fight. He was aggressive and knocked you down multiple times. We were near the ledge and you messed up. You kicked him too hard, which he went toppling over the ledge. You had killed the person you were after. The one thing you promised yourself you wouldn’t do. You had no choice but to run to Celeste. It was pouring but it didn’t bother you. You knocked impatiently at her door. Only for it to be opened by Chan.

“Nessa? What are you doing here?” You pushed past him and yelled out, “Celeste!” She came from the kitchen and you ran to her, hugging her tightly. “I messed up. I messed up really bad!” She ordered Chan upstairs as you cried into her chest. But he wouldn’t budge as you sobbed out what happened to her. “I messed up really bad, I killed him. I don’t ever want to do this again, I’m done with bounty hunting.” You felt her head move towards Chan, she forced you to look up at her. “I’ll take care of it, I’ll protect you. I promise.” She broke the hold to call someone. “Chan, stay with her.” She walked into the other room and you heard hushed yelling from her. 

The feeling began to seep in. “I need to go home,” you spoke aloud. “Yeah, I’ll take you. Come on,” he laid a sweater around your shoulders. He led you by your hand and walked you over to your house. You stopped at your door and reached for the handle. But you paused before opening. “Chan?” He jumped eagerly in your direction, “yes?” You sighed softly, “do you wanna come inside? I don’t wanna be alone.” He stepped closer and smiled softly, “I would love to, whatever you need.”

You led him inside and saw your parents cuddling on the couch. “Hey Chan, it’s been a while!” He smiled and said hello. “We’re just gonna be in my room.” They looked at each other and smirked, “just like old times. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Your dad teased you and you smiled awkwardly. Chan laughed softly to himself as you led him upstairs. You opened the door to your room and left it open. He walked in cautiously, analyzing every part. “It looks the same but so different,” he mumbled to himself. You sat on the edge of your bed and grabbed your computer. “I just have to send something. Sit anywhere you’d like.” You were typing what happened to Felix on an undetectable site and glanced up at Chan. 

He hasn’t sat down but keeps circling the room. He stopped at your photo wall. Partially at photos of you and Felix. You sent the message and closed the app. “The memories, right?” You got up and joined his side. You pointed out a photo of you and him, “we were so tiny.” He smiled and took the pin off, he held the photo close to his face. “This is the only picture you have of us on the wall.” You were silent. It seems he took it to heart about all the pictures of you and Felix. It was nothing personal. He walked over to your desk and sat in your chair. He laid the photo in his lap, “I’m sorry about earlier. You just-“ He sighed heavily, not having the words. So you filled it in for him, “you just thought you would stay by myself. Be lonely for those three years of suffering?.. I had to do something Chan.” 

He got up softly and gently spoke to you, as if you could break at any second. “Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve come back sooner.” You couldn’t speak, you were choked up on your words, surprised as tears built up in your eyes. His face is distraught and his eyes are so compelling, so pitiful. “Why?” He cupped your face with his hands, holding you tight. “Why? I would’ve come back if you just said the words.” You let the tears drip in his hands and looked at him, “I couldn’t…” His eyes scanned your face, awaiting words of relief. “I know you didn’t love me the way I did.” Your words were broken and he shook his head, tears filling up in his eyes. He didn’t respond, just let tears flow down. “I loved you all those years, you couldn’t understand but I did. Truly.” You didn’t give him a chance to speak or respond. You pushed his hands on your face and he tried to get ahold of you again. “Just don’t.” 

He gave up and you turned away, facing your bed. “I think you should go, Chan.” He shook his head, “you said you didn’t want to be alone.” You felt his presence get closer. “I’m okay,” you said unconvincingly. “No, you’re not. Don’t lie to me.” He laid his hand on your shoulder but you shrugged him off. He backed off finally and you reached for your phone. You turned slightly to see him just standing there as you dialed Felix’s number. You brought the phone up to your ear and he answered, “can you come over? I need you.” Once Chan heard those words, his face winced and he walked out. The memories of you saying those words to him once, now turned into you saying it to Felix broke him. Felix showed up 15 minutes later, he held you to sleep with no questions asked. He just did what you needed. 

~~

You went to school the next day reluctantly. You put on your poker face and tried to seem normal. You ran into the boy from the other day. “Hey, you just wanted to let you know there’s a party tomorrow to celebrate the first week of school.” It was already Thursday. You nodded your head in response and he moved on after that. You felt so drained, you don’t think you’ve felt like this in forever. Felix stayed by your side all day but it didn’t make you feel better. You went home feeling so tired. All you wanted was your bed. Until that plan was interrupted. You were laying under the sheets when a hand caressed your arm. “Nessa,” she softly spoke to you. “It’s Celeste. You need to get out of bed sweetie.” You shook your head and stayed under. 

You heard footsteps and assumed she left. But you felt your legs get grabbed and you were pulled off the bed. You launched to the ground with a loud thud and you groaned. “Really, Celeste?” You grumpily got up from the pile of sheets that fell with you and threw it back on your bed. “I tried the nice way but you asked for it.” You stood with your arms crossed. She walked forward and wrapped her arms around you. “I took care of it. Don’t worry about it, mistakes happen.” You took your head off her chest and looked up at her. “I don’t want to be a bounty hunter anymore.” Her expression was emotionless, “I cleaned up your mess but you will not make it again. Understood?” She ignored you once again. You nodded your head in fear. She sighed and sat on your bed. “Maybe all this boy drama is making you hazy. We best take care of that, maybe Felix has to go.” Go? Like, kill him? you know she’s capable of it. 

“What if I stopped being his partner or his friend?” She jittered her bottom jaw and nodded her head, “maybe.” You don’t want to. You don’t want him to get hurt. But you have to do what’s best for him. Because you love him. You called him with the news and tried to be as blunt as possible. He begged and begged you but all you could say was no. You told him one day you would come back to him, but just not now. “Please just wait for me.” You nearly sobbed out loud to him, he was crying his heart out. You had to break away and leave him like that. That was the hardest thing you’ve ever done. He was taken out of being your bounty hunter partner. You were back to being lonely. 

~~

“Hey,” Celeste came up to you the next day after school. When you were reading on the porch. “Why don’t you come to mine for a bit. We should talk.” Your legs moved on their own even though your head was screaming not to go. She sat you down on the kitchen island and dragged a mug of hot chocolate for you. “I’m sorry that stuff ended with Felix but it had to be that way.” You heard a creak from around the corner and looked, nothing… You focused back on her. “We should talk about our work.” There’s absolutely nothing to talk about, you’ve made up your mind and won’t tolerate it anymore. “I meant what I said, I’m done with bounty hunting.” Her phone began to ring and she hurriedly rose, “imma take this in the office, I’ll be back.” Her shoes clicked against the marble floor and you heard the door shut. 

“Nessa,” you jumped in your seat and turned quickly. “Chan, you scared me.” He walked to you and sipped on your hot chocolate which made you frown. “So,” he licked off the frosting from his upper lip. “You and my mom are close, huh?” Luckily, you were prepared for this question. “She just helped me through a hard time, your parents were fighting a lot during middle school. She was my escape.” He sighed, “I really do wish I was there for you.” you laid your hand on his, “don't worry about it.” You tried to give him a reassuring smile which he took. “About what you said, about loving me… just know I loved you too.” Your heart skipped a beat, your childhood love telling you he loved me. 

“And…” His eyes scanned your face for disgust or discomfort but there wasn’t. “I think I'm still in love with you.” He snapped you back into this reality. You can’t believe everything he says. It’s too soon. “Don’t be.” You sighed out loud and got up. “Tell Celeste thanks for coco, imma go home.” You opened his front door but he called out for me. He held out his phone, “I didn’t know if you changed your number or not.” you stared at it, “I didn’t. You made sure I didn’t change it, for you.” His eyebrows lifted up and his mouth moved to speak but you left before he could stop you again. He texted you an hour later.

Chan                6:37pm

Hey

Me                    6:45pm

Hi

Chan                6:48pm

You really didn’t change your number..

Me                    6:52pm

I didn’t 

Chan                6:55pm

I want things to be like they used to be

Me                    6:59pm

Maybe one day 

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I decided not to show up at school the next day. Celeste spotted you at home and called you. “And why aren’t you at school?” You sighed heavily and rubbed your forehead. “I didn’t feel like it.” She tsked her tongue and mentions, “Chan keeps mentioning about a big party tonight. You should go. Make friends and try to have fun.” You checked the time, 5:00. Party’s at 8. “Why not?” 

You got ready but decided to style yourself differently. Revealing outfit, short skirt. Host half and down with curls. And jewels highlighting your eyes and some on your skin. Your skin was smooth and you felt beautiful, which you were. It was 7:30 and you put on your heels as the finishing touch. You called an Uber and snuck out. You were about to enter the Uber when you heard your name called, “Nessa!” Chan. Looking handsome as ever. Dressed in all black, his physique showing through a sheer shirt. You nearly fainted at the sight.

His eyes scanned you from head to toe. “Where have you been?” He walked over to you. You had to make an excuse more reasonable than that you weren’t feeling it. “At the doctors.” His eyebrows furrowed and he looked worried, “When? Why?” You sighed, “don’t worry I’m all good. As you can see,” you twirled around for him and he smiled. “I’m going to this party your mom told me about, and said she heard about it from you.” He nodded and licked his lips, “why don’t we go together?” You rocked on it and looked back at the Uber. “Sure.”

You slid all the way to the door and he pulled in next to you. The Uber began to drive since you had given the address prior. Chan peered out the window and would occasionally glance at you, which you caught every time. You felt bold, you laid your legs onto his lap softly. He smiled over to you slightly and laid his hand on your legs. The warmth of his hand was driving you crazy, you wanted him to move his hand lower and lower but he wouldn’t budge. “Do you know anyone going to the party?” You asked and he nodded, “some of my buddies.” You sighed heavily and bit your bottom lip, “I don’t. Felix would go to these things with me but I stopped being friends with him.” 

“Is that so?” There was a glint in his eyes and he tried to cover his rising smile. You knew it made him happy to think Felix wasn’t in the picture but you were still sore from it. You shortly arrived and immediately started to think about why the hell you came. You both exited and his friends came running to him. Patting his back and asking if he wants something to drink. Then they all turned to you. “Chan, who’s this?” One of the boys asked. Chan stuttered to say who you were and answered for him annoyed, “I just gave him a ride. Imma go.” His face dropped slightly as you walked away. You suddenly needed a drink.

The music was loud and deafening. But you searched endlessly for a drink. Finding one in the kitchen. “Uh, I wouldn’t drink that.” A familiar voice said and you looked over your shoulder to see Felix. “Here, let me.” You started relentlessly as he poured you a drink. He handed it to you with a smile. You felt immediately worse and stared at your drink. “What’s wrong?” He pushed your hair back from your face and you sucked in a breath. “Why are you being so nice to me?” He looked hurt that you would even ask that, “because in my heart, you’re still my best friend Nes.” Those words shattered your mind. 

“Do you wanna go talk somewhere private?” He nodded his head yes and you led him away from the crowds. But you had no idea where to go and he pulled you into a room and closed the door. It was definitely more quiet there. You chugged down the drink he gave you and tried to form the words to explain what happened. “I know, Celeste put you up to it.” But he understood without you even saying anything, by simply looking into your eyes. You melted in his sight. “And it’s okay, I forgive you.” You pulled him into a hug and tried to memorize this embrace. To never forget it. “I swear, Lix. I’ll make it up to you.” Your phone began to ring and you pulled away from Felix slightly. 

You looked down to see Chan calling you. You reluctantly answered and sat down on the bed as Felix stayed in the same spot. “Hey I’m kinda busy right now.” He was silent for a few seconds and questioned, “are you with Felix?” You laughed softly as you stared at Felix across from you. “Maybe… I’m having a great time with him. He’s practically begging me to strip.” You joked and Felix laughed softly. His voice turned aggressive and dark, “Don’t piss me off.” You were taken aback by this new version of him. You laughed practically in his face. “Where the fuck are you?” You bit back a laugh, “why don’t you come find me?” 

You hung up and knew it made him angry. But you enjoyed the rush from it, it made you feel powerful that you had this much power over him. But you felt tired. “God these heels are killing me.” You reached to take them off but Felix beat you to it. “Let me,” he kneeled on the ground and took off one shoe. Immediate relief and you threw your head back with a sigh. And then the other came off. Sigh. Bang. Chan. He stormed into the room and pushed Felix to the side. “What the hell, Chan?” Felix said as he got up from the floor. “What the fuck are you doing?” He pulled you off the bed and held you close, by your waist. He stroked your face and cupped your cheeks as he stared at you. 

“You’re okay? You’re okay right?” He whispered so softly to you, you almost didn’t hear it. “I’m fine Chan, let me go.” You pulled away from him and grabbed your shoes. “God, must you be so jealous? I was just taking off her shoes,” Felix explained. “I’m not jealous. I just was making sure no one was taking advantage of her while she’s drunk.” You put your shoes on as they continued to argue. You were getting tired of this whole situation. “Okay, enough!  Nothing happened… I would like to go home now.” “I’ll take you,” they said in unison. You rolled your eyes and pushed past them both. They called your name out but you needed to get away. Away from them and their jealousy with each other. 

You ran out to the front of the party and saw a man smoking near his car, Theo. You were desperate and a little drunk, you needed to escape. You ran to him, “is this your car?” He blew out a puff and nodded his head, “what’s it to you?” The familiar attitude and tone screeched in your ears, he will never change. You heard your name being called once again, “let’s get out of here.” He smirked and threw his cigarette on the floor, crushing the fire out. You ran over to the passenger side and entered inside, once he entered he turned on the engine and drove away. You looked out the window as Chan and Felix stood watching you leave.

“So, where to?” You sighed heavily and crossed your ankles. “My house, it's on-” He cut you off mid sentence, “yeah, I know where your house is, I toilet-papered it a couple times.” You got enraged as you realized. During the first year of middle school, every month on the 1st, toilet paper would appear thrown around your yard and house. You didn’t assume it was him when you should’ve. “OMG, THAT WAS YOU?!” You yelled and sat back angrily in your chair and he laughed, a genuine laugh. “My bad, I didn’t realize how much of an asshole I was to you back then.” At least he got that right. “It’s in the past, forget it.” 

He rolled up shortly after that and put the car in park. He looked over at you as you stared through the front window. “I really am sorry you know, for everything.” You chewed on the inside of your cheek and sighed, “I know. I forgive you.” You opened the car door, “thanks for the ride,” and left. You walked slowly to your room to not wake your parents up. You went into your room and threw off your heels, flopping on your bed. “Nessa,” you jumped up and grabbed your secret knife under your pillow, and held it up to the person. “Chill, it’s just me,” he threw his hands up. “God, Chan. What are you doing here?” You sat up in the bed and he cautiously sat at the edge. “I came to check up on you, make sure we’re okay.” You laid the knife on your bedside table. “Yeah, um, I just needed to get away from all that drama.” 

He laid his hands in his lap neatly, “I'm not proud about all of that. I’m sorry. Give me a second chance to prove myself.” When will you ever stop apologizing to each other? “Don’t apologize just- come here.” You crawled over to him and pulled him down onto his back. He laid still as you laid onto his shoulder and circled his chest. Just like you used to. You felt so warm and safe in his arms, you suddenly remember why you fell for him. And you know you never want to lose him. “Chan?” You whispered softly and he responded, “Hmm?” You love him, you realized. You still do want to be with him. You remember what he said, that he loved you too, and all the nervous butterflies and aching stomach faded. “I love you.” You felt the rise and fall of his chest stop and he froze. He sat up and you were forced to as well.

“You’re still not drunk right?” You laughed and shook your head, “no.-” He pressed his lips against yours suddenly, but you weren’t complaining. His lips were soft against yours and he tasted like pure bliss. He devoured you whole like he was starved. His tongue slipped in and he groaned in content, finally gaining something he craved for so long. He pulled away from you reluctantly, and the way he looked at you, is the way every girl wants to be looked at. “Do you really love me?” You straddled into his lap, his arms were by his side while you adjusted yourself. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and leaned in close to his ear. “Without a doubt,” you began to rock your hips against his length. 

A string of curses left his mouth. His hands stayed by his side, reluctant to touch you without permission. “Say you love me back, Channie.” You slid off of him teasingly. “I love you.” You slid down a strap. “I love you.” Off the shirt went. “I love you.” Off your skirt went. “I love you.” And back onto him you went. His cheeks began to redden. You led his hands onto your body, placing them on your breasts. “You want to fuck me Channie?” He sighed heavily as you rocked your hips again. “Please? Please, please. I promise I’ll be so good to you, baby.” 

You smirked and laughed softly in delight. “I’m all yours baby.” He flipped you on your back. He stepped back to pull his shirt over his head. You admired him, he’s beautiful. A perfect physique and he’s all yours. He yanked at his waist band and you sucked in a breath. You teasingly spread your legs open as you sat on your elbows. “Come on Channie. You’re taking too long.” You licked your fingers and softly stroked against your panties. His eyes turned lustful and full of desire. He pulled his pants down and you saw his bulge peeking through his underwear. He slowly walked over to you and pulled your legs down to the edge of the bed. 

“Let me see your pretty face, hm?” He pushed your hair behind your ears which made you flustered. He hooked a finger into your panties, and pulled it all the way off. You shut your legs and it angered him, “don’t you dare.” He reopened your legs harshly and you have to admit, you like being manhandled. “Take this off, princess.” He motioned to your bra. The nickname sent a wave of emotions over you, easily becoming your favorite thing to be called. You pulled off your bra and threw off the side of the bed. He pushed you down softly and you laid down. He slowly got down to his knees, making eye contact with you the whole time. He stuck out his tongue and licked a stripe up your core.

It instantly hit you, the pleasure of it all and you moaned. He set your legs onto his shoulders and you bit on your bottom lip to stay quiet, after all it is late. He was an expert, skills so advanced you were practically crumbling in his touch. He played with your clit while he stuck his tongue in you all while reaching up to play with your breasts, triple threat. “You’re driving me crazy, so wet.” He mumbled as he got up to kiss your lips. You could taste yourself on his lips. You have to admit you weren’t prepared for what you saw next. He pulled down his underwear and revealed his long length. 

It was hard and wet with precum. And most of all, big. You looked into his eyes with worry and he reassured you, “don’t worry. I won’t hurt you, baby.” He kissed your cheek and lingered near your head as he slid himself into you. He gripped heavily into the pillows above your head and you winced in pain. “Just try to relax, okay?” You nodded and tried your best to relax your muscles and enjoy. He pushed higher inside of you and you felt almost a cramp in your abdomen. He watched your face intently to see if you weren’t comfortable with him to keep going. 

You wanted to keep going and had to show him. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. “Come on, weren’t you begging for it?” His eyes turned dark, like he was being challenged and you just gave him the green light. He slid out of you abruptly and tossed you onto your stomach. He positioned you with a pillow and arched your back. “Don’t move, princess,” he whispered into your ear as you felt a sharp pressure fall into you. This position is definitely his favorite as he kneads his palms into your butt. He grunts as he snaps into you, your whimpers drooling into the sheets. Everytime he snaps into you, pleasure erupts across your body and your mind becomes even foggier. 

You nearly got away from him as you crawled forward when he started to go faster, but he held you in place. Pinning your arms behind your back now, your head on the side and you can see out of the corner of your eye on how much he’s enjoying himself. Head thrown back and mouth agape, dangerous sweat beads falling down from his hair and into his neck. Skin glistening and he looks positively in heaven. Your hips push forward as you try to break free of his hold, you feel a tightening in your stomach and your legs begin to shake. “Fuck, fuck,” he said through his teeth as you tightened around him unmercifully. Your body tensed and then released, you finally relaxed and moaned out into the sheets. He pulled out of you and you felt a warm ooze onto your back and you froze.

“Brat!” You said in a hushed tone, “you better clean my back.” He laughed softly to himself and went over to your desk, grabbing a few tissues from a box and coming to clean your back. “Don’t worry, I got you.”

~~~

 

You heard a knocking in your window and you walked over to it. It’s been two weeks since you and Chan got together and he always finds new ways to surprise you. You looked down to see Chan standing below, a couple pebbles in his hands. You opened your window and smiled down at him. “Watch out, imma come up.” You took a step back but watched him still. He climbed and leaped up into the window with a form and technique you’ve seen before. The way he swung and jumped was exactly what you were taught. He sat on the sill and hopped inside as you walked away, unable to look at him. “Are you okay?” 

You were processing everything, you hadn’t responded to Celeste’s call and texted, avoiding her constantly. Felix had come to you with a solution, to stop her, to stop it all. You were working together to unravel her web, not knowing she had a secret spider creating a trap for you. “You’re working for your mom, aren’t you?” He made no noise or any movement. You turned to him, frozen and staring intently at you. “Did she send you to keep an eye on me? Is that the reason why you came back, or why you were so persistent in being around me?” He made no effort to explain or excuse himself, and you were getting tired of awaiting his response.

“Answer me, Chris.” His name. The name you’ll only say when you’re truly angry at him, and he knows that. He sucks in a breath heavily and admits, “yes. That’s why I came back.” Your eyes threatened to prick tears, “everything was fake.” He rushed over to you and tried to take your hands into his but you snatched yourself away. “No, no. It wasn’t, I truly do love you, Nessa.” You raise your voice at him, “it was fake! I gave you a second chance and this is how you treat me?” He just shakes his head no. “Get out of here, before I take you out myself.” He reluctantly walked back and out the window.

~~~

“You’re certain that they’re next target is them?” You say to Felix. “Yes, we know it for sure. Are you sure you want to do this alone? I can go with you.” You shake your head no and hug him. “I’ll be back soon okay?” You left in a hurry and went to the location of the next bounty Celeste selected. You both were successful in the past and took down many of her hunters without her finding out who you were. You were disguised in all back, weapons at your side and a mask concealing your whole head. You peeked around the corner to no one in the alley. How weird. This was the correct point. 

Pain. A sharp blow to your head and you fall to the floor in pain. You looked up to a man standing above you. “Got you,” he said and the voice was muffled, but you recognized who it was anyways. Chan. You were ambushed. He held a gun to your chest but you kicked at his legs which he didn’t expect. This was the time to make no mistakes, it’s life or death. He fought aggressively against you, anticipating your every move and tossing you around. You disarmed him at every chance. You were in a headlock with him until you realized. You reached for your gun in your pocket, to discover it missing and he laughed. One blow. One bullet. You flew back into the ground.

You clutched at your chest, your heart. Trying to stop the bleeding. He held the gun up to you still, “who are you.” You were defeated, and of course it was him who succeeded, he was always your weak spot. Might as well make a show of this. You didn’t budge and he shot again at your shoulder. You screamed and fell onto your knees, he slightly dropped his hold when he heard your screams. You lifted your bloody hand and pulled your mask off. You looked at him with such hatred, such disgust. The irony. Working for his mom, obedient as ever, like he was as a child. You scoffed, “you were always a mama’s boy. Weren’t you?” You smiled as his arms dropped, eyes pooling up with tears. 

“Nothing’s new about that.” Your hand dropped to the floor, carrying your almost failing body. “Why don’t you go ahead and finish the job.” You were already dying, you knew it. You felt nearly seconds away from death. “I’m so sorry, Nessa.” Coward. You fell to the floor and slowly slipped away. 

And this was all because you liked the wrong boy. 

~~~~

The funeral was horrible, everyone dressed in black and words of meaningless comfort. “I’m sorry Felix, we know you loved her.” It wasn’t an open casket, they say her face was cut up and covered in bruises. The shot in her heart and shoulder couldn’t be covered in the dress her mom wanted for her. So they decided to have it closed. To say goodbye to a coffin instead of her. I didn’t stay there long after the casket was put into the ground and buried. I went home. I entered the room, and sat on the bed. Then a shadow emerged in front of the door and a smile came onto my face. I looked up and there she was. My Nes… alive and healthy.

You didn’t think I would let her die again.. Did you? She vowed to be with me again, in another life. Yuna. My Yuna. We’ve reunited again and now no one will harm us. This is our second chance and I wouldn’t let her die again. And Chan? He got what was coming for him…

A/n: happy Mother’s Day 💐

[kpop-kitkat]

Hi, i'm the anon who asked If u write smut, and wanted to request an 8turn legal line reaction to getting caught making out that would've led to something more but didn't and for the other members (for the ones that aren't legal yet) just getting caught kissing or just making out (without the alter motives)

Srry this is so long but i saw that u write for 8turn so yeh have a good day/night bye-bye<33

# . thanks for the request! took awhile, but i hope you enjoy!

# . pairing : 8turn members x female reader 

# . genre/warnings : suggestive sexual content (minors be warned), fluff, moderate language

# . word count : average 0.1k per member

MYUNGHO: neither of you two knew exactly how it started. all you could remember was myungho returning home to the apartment before his lips ended up on yours. being alone and needy all day, you couldn't help but let the innocent kiss become something more. he sensed this as his hands began to roam under your silk t-shirt. he smirked when it elicited a pretty moan from you. "hey hyung i- oh my god!" yungyu exclaimed, covering his eyes. myungho immediately removed himself from you. "yungyu! what are you doing here?!" myungho asked in surprise, and slight annoyance. still covering his eyes, yungyu replied, "you forgot this," as he threw his sweatshirt at him before exiting as quick as he could. you laughed, "you ruined the child's innocence!" "shut up."

JAEYUN: "can i have a kiss?" you pouted, laying on jaeyun's lap and looking up at him. "jagiya, the members will catch us!" jaeyun countered. "you don't love me," you frowned. "oh stop it," jaeyun rolled his eyes. but one more glance at your puppy dog eyes caused him to cave. "here," he sighed, leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. but you had ulterior motives, as you gripped his sweatshirt and wouldn't let him go. "y/n-" he mumbled a protest against your lips, but couldn't stop himself when you pulled yourself up to kiss him properly, hands getting a bit naughtier. jaeyun smiled at this. "you're so naughty, aren't you?" "you both are," minho replied. you two froze, glancing over to the guy in the corner of the room. "get a room honestly."

MINHO: you didn't think anything of it when you first got to the dorms. you thought it was a simple movie night with the boys. but when you felt minho's hand slide up your thigh as the other boys got sleepier, you felt a discomfort between your legs. you sucked in a sharp breath, trying to steady your heart. but he noticed and leaned in towards you, kissing your jaw. "need something?" he whispered, quiet enough so the others wouldn't hear. they were too focused on the movie to notice anyway. the second y/n turned her face towards minho, their lips met. she carefully wrapped her arms around his neck as her leg swung over on his lap. "if you start moaning i won't be able to here the movie-" myungho complained. "oops."

YOONSUNG: yoonsung smiled to himself as he saw you making dinner in the boys' dorm's kitchen. you looked so pretty, even with flour on your face and your hair all messy. "little miss chef today huh?" he whispered, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind and his head resting on your shoulder. but this sweet moment didn't last long when he turned you around and surprised you with a passionate kiss. "yoonsung-" you protested, hand on his chest. "what? i know you like it," he teased. his smile was innocent, but the placement of his hands were not. "omg no eww eww eww!" screamed seungheon, quickly exiting the kitchen with a cookie in hand. you two giggled at each other.

HAEMIN: "damn, why do you have to come to my dance practices looking like that?" haemin bit his lip as you walked in with a short skirt and crop top. "because i'm bored," you pouted, head resting in your hands as your elbows rested on the desk haemin was situated at. you took advantage of the fact that your top hung low, giving haemin something to look at. "baby we can't right now," he whined, shifting in his seat uncomfortably as he couldn't tear his eyes off of you. "they'll catch us." "so what if they do?" you smirked, quickly grabbing the collar of his sweatshirt, smashing your lips into his. reluctant at first, he gave in. but all came crashing down when they heard the voice of kyungmin. "hey haemin hyung, you want something to eat or - eww - never mind!"

KYUNGMIN: "kyungminnie?" you asked, holding his hand as you strolled through the park. "yeah?" he tilted his head at you. "what do you think about public sex?" his face flushed, "oh umm, it's... cool i guess," he shrugged. "can we try it?" you asked, looking like an innocent child when you were anything but that. "baby it's fourty-five degrees out here!" he reasoned. "but i need help," you tugged on his shirt. being a very loyal and eager-to-please boyfriend, he gave in. after getting to a more secluded place in the park, he had you pinned against a tree with his lips on yours. "kyungmim, i found you! when you finish - whatever you're doing - we're going to go to the arcade!" haemin announced. "oh well, next time," kyungmin smirked. 

YUNGYU: yungyu was a nervous kisser no doubt. especially when you initiated them. so when you asked him for one while you all were hanging out with the others, he flushed. "right now jagi?" he raised an eyebrow. "yes! you haven't kissed me since last night!" you reasoned. "wow that must be like an eternity for you," he laughed. "whatever you like to tell yourself," you shrugged. looking around to make sure the others weren't looking, you kissed him slowly. yungyu didn't push you away, but instead held your face gently as he tasted your cherry lip balm. "yungyu and y/n, sitting in a tree~" began jaeyun. "stop it!" yelled yungyu, rolling his eyes before kissing you again.

SEUNGHEON: you had absolutely no idea, why your boyfriend has been so clingy. there was no logical explanation you could come up with. but you weren't going to complain. you liked how he'd peck your lips every time he walked by you. and one time, he lingered a bit longer. "seungheon," you laughed against his lips, arms around his neck. "why so lovey today, huh?" you wondered. he only shrugged, holding you a bit tighter. then, you two saw a camera flash out of the corner of your eyes. "omg new wallpaper!" yoonsung giggled. "i swear, you better delete that!" yelled a very flustered seungheon. "what? are you embarrassed of me?" you teased. "of course not silly."

[weast-of-eden]

Hi,

I was wondering if you have any recs for longer fics? You seem cool btw, I'm surprised I haven't come across your account before <3

(I hope this isn't annoying, and feel free to ignore me if it is)

Hi!!! ok well if i seemed cool my five unnecessary exclamation marks probably relieved you of that idea. BUT it’s always nice to meet new people and give some recs!! i have some here if you want to try these out:

The Case of the Stolen Doctor by flawedamythyst 47k | Rated T | For Archive Users Only Summary: Moriarty kidnaps Watson. Notes: I would check the tags before I read this one, but it's soooo good. I can't give anything away but basically moriarty realizes watson is holmes' weak spot, and uses him for leverage. also there's a literal Paget-style drawing at one point in the text that looks amazingly real and i'm blown away every time i read it.

The Quiet Disciple by ApprenticeofDoyle 33k | Rated M Summary: "There have only been two times in my life where I have regretted putting my adventures with Holmes to paper. Both of these instances occurred on the same case, nearly two weeks ago, and leveled such an impact that I have questioned whether or not I could continue—in good conscience, and for either of our sakes." November, 1894. A case in Kent goes dreadfully awry, and forces Holmes and Watson to admit feelings long nurtured and long concealed. Notes: AU of the golden pince-nez, this fic hits me right in the feels. especially at the end when [REDACTED] and then [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. (spoilers, srry)

Forbidden Fire by rudbeckia 71k | Rated E Summary: It’s 1870, September, and John Watson has earned a scholarship place at a boarding school just outside of London. He has just a few months to get his education up to the standard he needs to pass the matriculation exams for medical school. As luck would have it, he’s paired with a boy called Holmes who is just as lonely as he is. Together, they negotiate a harsh school life, solve a spate of petty thefts and, in so doing, uncover a much bigger crime involving extortion, embezzlement and blackmail. And all this whilst falling in love. Notes: ok please look at the warnings before reading this one too, the story is definitely a little heavy but this is such a good AU. boarding school meet-cute, rugby, watson in a kilt, school dances, and mini-lestrade.

I hope at least one of these is your glass of tea!! (tplosh reference lol) and nice to meet you :]

[imeunseoksbby]

CHAPTER 5

E u n s e o k x r e a d e r

Heeseung was pointing his gun at y/n

Heeseung:Tell her to come front

Eunseok:Never

Heeseung looked at y/n up and down,then he smirked

Heeseung:She's a pretty one,you sure you don't wanna hand her over

Eunseok:Shut the fucc up

Anton came upstairs and his hand was on his injured shoulder,he had his gun on his other hand

Anton:Hyung,the uber is near..only 5minutes left

Y/N:Why...why do-

Eunseok:Baby...please go

Y/N:No I don't want

Eunseok:You're not safe here

Y/N:Baby so are you!!I ain't gonna lose you

Anton:It arrived

Eunseok:Go right now y/n

You weren't that used to him calling you by your name

Y/N:NO!!!!

Eunseok:YOUR FATHER'S GONNA KILL ME IF YOU GET KIDNAPPED SO COULD YOU FUCKEN GO Y/N STOP BEING SUCH A STUBBORN ASS!!!!!!!!

Anton grabbed y/n and both of them used a different way to exit the restaurant,y/n couldn't stop crying for Eunseok,she was worried sick about him.Anton pushed her into the car and locked the doors

Y/N:Sir please let me out

Taxi:No I can't

The car drove away,a hour later after everyone is defeated,they decided to go home

Jimin:Ugh...my shoulder hurts

Yoshi saw the waiter trying to call for emergency,so Yoshi shot him and blood was everywhere

Yoshi:Let's go home,we'll get the girlie next time

Jungkook:No you won't

Jimin got angered and threw his gun at Jungkook but he dodged,so Jungkook took the gun and threw it back

Jimin:F**K YOU!!!!!!

Jungkook:You too weird ass b*tch

Jay:Let's go check on Heeseung

K's gang got upstairs and found Heeseung injured,they helped him get up and went to the warehouse.Nelly's gang also got up to check on Eunseok

Jaden:Sh*t...he needs to get home immediately

Jungkook:You still there buddy?

"Mhm" he hummed,they drove him home,in the meanwhile y/n was walking around in circles worrying about Eunseok.Once she got a knock and opened she was so relieved to see Eunseok alive

Y/N:Oh my gosh!!

Jaden:There he is

Jaden closed the door

Eunseok sat down and y/n started crying more,she went to the bathroom and she wet the cloth.She came back to the living room and began wiping Eunseok's bruises

"Baby,I'm sorry for yelling" he said in a deep tired voice

Y/N:No baby please don't be sorry

Y/N cupped Eunseok's cheeks and kissed his lips, "Don't be sorry 'bout nothing boo,I'm glad you alive and breathing" y/n smiled and Eunseok smiled back

Y/N:Imma go make you soup okay

Eunseok:Okay

Y/N got to the kitchen and took out two bowls,Eunseok then got a call from Nelly so he went to the bathroom

THE CALL:NELLY AND EUNSEOK

Nelly:Thank goodness you answered,are you injured badly? Eunseok:Nope just some cuts and bruises Nelly:Oh okay,well I was thinking you and the rest go to Jeju Island for a week,y/n is coming along Nelly:Jaden and Jungkook will fetch y'all,y'all gotta be prepared at 10:00AM Eunseok:Okay Nelly:After that we'll attend a full week of training Eunseok:Got it,bye

Eunseok went to the kitchen and got behind y/n

Y/N:Want a kiss?

Eunseok:Mhm,by the way we'll be going to Jeju Island for a week

Y/N:Only the two of us?

Eunseok:No,even the rest

Y/N scrunched her nose and her face looked all confused

Eunseok:Don't worry we'll get our own room

Y/n:Oh okay

Srry it took long to update,just been going through stuff

[whowantslovergirl]

can you write song fic for john B reader is a kook and really wants to be john bs gf bc she thinks sarah is terrible for him i was thinking girlfriend by avril

thanks!!! Love your stories

An: OMG I LOVE THIS???? this request ate but you asked and you shall receive 😝😝😝 AND THANK YOU ILYSMMM 🤍🤍

Girlfriend

John b x reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: reader is ‘kook princess’, cursing, not doing the whole song :(, let's be honest sarah is not good for john b srry guys, italics are flashbacks, ^ this means start the song, reader being tht girl, outer banks masterlist

Summary: Y/n doesn’t like his girlfriend and she thinks he needs a new one

posted: July 9, 2024

Y/n always had a crush on John B. I mean who wouldn’t? But when Sarah Cameron got with him. Y/n became physically sick. It’s true she literally threw up when she found out. Sarah Cameron is known for cheating so why would he get with someone like that.

Y/n is much better for him and she won’t stop until she gets what she wants. ^

Hey, hey, you, you

I don't like your girlfriend

No way, no way

I think you need a new one

It’s no secret that I don’t like Sarah Cameron and I’m not one to slut shame but she’s a slut. Who gets together with someone who is known for cheating?, that makes no sense. John B and I always had our little interactions. Like last week he totally was flirting.

“Hey N/n.” Only very select people are allowed to call me by my nickname so obviously he means a lot.

“Hey Johnny Boy.” You smiled and he smiled back. He got a little closer as did I. “I like your outfit.” You smiled. “Thanks Johnny I wore it just for you.” His eyebrows raised and he chuckled. “Oh did you now?” You nodded.

He needs a new girlfriend and it is definitely going to be me.

Hey, hey, you, you

I could be your girlfriend

“You know I could probably be your girlfriend.” I was being serious but John B obviously didn’t care and he laughed in my face.

When is he going to realize that Sarah ain’t shit?

Hey, hey, you, you

I know that you like me

No way, no way

No, it's not a secret

It’s not a secret that John B is attracted to Y/n literally everyone sees it.

“So when you gonna realize that Y/n is better?” JJ asked John B while they were smoking together on the front porch.

“JJ shut up bro. I’m with Sarah and no one is going to change that.” JJ rolled his eyes. “Alright John B I’m just saying that Y/n is the better choice.”

Hey, hey, you, you

I want to be your girlfriend

“Johnny I want to be your girlfriend.”

“I’m with Sarah, Y/n.” I rolled my eyes.

“Yea not for long.” I say under my breath while walking away. “What was that?” I turned and smiled. “Nothing!”

You're so fine I want you mine you're so delicious

I think about you all the time you're so addictive

Don't you know what I can do to make you feel alright

There he is looking so delicious with that blonde bitch right next to him. My friends and I are on my boat and we can see the chateau from here. “I mean it’s disgusting!” I said while putting my glasses back on. My friend just rolled her eyes. “Y/n I’m sorry but they’re not breaking up.”

“She cheated like three times!” I said retaliating.

He will be mine.

Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious

And hell yeah, I'm the mother fucking princess

I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right

John B was walking around when he saw you shopping around. He went up to you to strike up a conversation. “Hey N/n.” I turn around with a big smile on my face.

God, he loved your smile.

“Hey Johnny Boy.” He sees all my bags. “So what’s the princess shopping for?”

“Um nothing?” He laughed at that. We just stared at each other. “Do you like me John B? And before you go ‘yeah!’ I mean really like me.”

He choked on his spit. “What?”

“John I know you like me but you’re ’with Sarah’. But once you see what everyone else is. You have my number.” I winked and left.

I mean you are the hottest girl on the island and you are John B’s type but he’s with Sarah.

‘I’m with Sarah.’ He repeats as he continues walking through town.

She's like so whatever

You could do so much better

I think we should get together now

And that's what everyone's talking about

“Sarah or Y/n?”

“Oh Y/n for sure.”

“I just don’t understand why he’s with someone like that.”

“I mean Sarah’s hot but not hot enough to stay after she cheated more than once.”

Those were some phrases I heard around the island. Everyone knows it but him. He’s blinded by ‘love’.

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“You know people talk around here JB?” I told him when I saw him walk toward me. "Listen Y/n I know that we are kind of attracted to each other, but it can never happen."

"So, you admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"That you think I'm attractive." I start smiling. He just looks at me with pure confusion.

"That's not the point!"

"Whatever you say Johnny." I walked away.

He wants to be with me so bad it makes him look stupid.

Hey, hey, you, you

I don't like your girlfriend

No way, no way

I think you need a new one

"He literally said we both find each other attractive or attracted to each other I don't remember but is that not admitting something?!" I was at my friend's house waiting for her to get ready so we could go to this kegger. She came out finally ready. "You know Sarah is going to be there." I looked at her. "So?"

"I'm just saying I don't think she'll be very fond of the girl she doesn't like trying to steal her boyfriend." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, please that relationship was over the first time she cheated."

"Okayyy."

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I was at the kegger getting something to drink when I see Sarah Cameron storm up to me. I greet her with a smile. "Hey Sarah!"

"Don't 'Hey Sarah!" me!"

"Ok I sense some anger in your tone is there a reason?" She can tell I was trying not to laugh. How was I supposed to take her seriously? Someone like Sarah trying to act scary is such a joke.

"Yea there's a reason bitch. Why am I hearing that you're trying to get with my boyfriend?"

“Um because I am. I don't think he's good for you so I think he need a new girlfriend and that will be me so bye Sarah!" I walked away to tell my friend. She was obviously shocked that I didn't try to deny it. Which made her even more angry. I stopped and turned back around and walked to her the same way she walked to you. "And if you walk up to me like that again and curse at me like that again. I will have no choice but to slap the shit out of you. Muah Bye Sarah!"

John B saw the whole thing and didn't step in once. JJ was laughing and Kie and Pope were staring out of shock. This made him realize that you are the better choice but for some reason he just can't leave Sarah.

Hey, hey, you, you

I could be your girlfriend

After the kegger John B and Sarah had another falling out. When I heard of this I was ecstatic. It will finally happen, and I will have John B all to yourself.

I could be his girlfriend.

Hey, hey, you, you

I know that you like me

No way, no way

No, it's not a secret

I was walking around the shopping center when I see John B walk up to me. "Hey N/n."

"Hey Johnny."

"So its not a secret that I like you-."

“No, it’s not a secret.” I said shaking your head. He just laughed.

"But until I figure out this Sarah thing, we can't be together."

"So, it's possible?" I asked in a hopeful tone. He just nodded and walked away.

"Holy Shit!" I yelled out of excitement. Which called everyone to look at me, so you pretended you didn't know who yelled either.

I have a chance!!

Hey, hey, you, you

I want to be your girlfriend

"Hey N/n!" I heard John B yell out. I was sunbathing at the beach when he came over. "Hey Johnny."

"What are you doing?" I just look at him and motion to my setting. He just laughed nervously. We just stared at each other awkwardly. "Well, I'm gonna go." He just walked away.

"You know I want to be your girlfriend right Johnny?!" He put a thumbs up away still walking away.

I can see the way, I see the way you look at me

And even when you look away I know you think of me

I know you talk about me all the time again and again

I was at the country club waiting for my mom to be done with her massage. John B was waiting for his friends. They made eye contact, and I can see the way John B is looking at me, with pure desire. I was definitely looking at him the same way and I motion to come over. He points to himself. "Yes you." I mouthed. He slowly comes over.

So come over here and tell me what I wanna hear

Better, yet, make your girlfriend disappear

I don't wanna hear you say her name ever again

"Hey Johnny." I get closer to him trapping him against the wall and he looks pretty fond of it, so I stayed there. "Hey Y/n." I gasped, "You never called me that before?" He just shook his head looking for his friends.

"So, when are you breaking with her John B?"

"Uhm, I don't know I just never had the chance to do so." He said while running his hand through his hair. I rolled your eyes.

"Look Y/n I can't just break up with Sarah-."

"Don't say her name around me ever again.

Just get rid of her so I can have you, okay?" I walked away when I saw his friends come toward us.

JJ came in with wide eyes. "Why was she talking to you bro?!"

"Just shut up JJ."

cause...

She's like so whatever

And you could do so much better

I think we should get together now

And that's what everyone's talking about

"So, you might break up with her for Y/n?" Pope asked. The guys were on the boat just talking and drinking beer when the topic of Y/n was brought up.

"I don't know I mean I want to, but I can't just break up with her you know?" JJ and Pope just nodded.

"Yea you don't wanna be a dick, everyone is talking about it though. Some are even placing bets." JJ said.

"Fuck." John b said under his breath.

Hey, hey, you, you

I don't like your girlfriend

No way, no way

I think you need a new one

You're getting tired of waiting for John B to break up with Sarah. He keeps coming up with these bullshit excuses. Like just break up with her already. He needs a new one anyway. And that will be you.

Sounds pretty stalkerish but he will be yours.

Hey, hey, you, you

I could be your girlfriend

I mean it's not like I couldn't be a good girlfriend anybody could be a better girlfriend than Sarah Cameron.

He just can't see that yet but it's okay I'll wait a little longer for him to come to his fucking senses.

Hey, hey, you, you

I know that you like me

No way, no way

No, it's not a secret

I was laying down in your room when John B called me.

"Hey Johnny."

"Ima break up with her in a week, okay? Some shit happened and I'm definitely going to do it next week okay?" I didn't say anything out of pure shock.

"I really wanna be with you N/n. Don't think any different alright?"

Then he hung up.

Hey, hey, you, you

I want to be your girlfriend

After the call with John B it's been very evident that he is standing on his word. Sarah and he have been falling out and it's making me smile. It shouldn't but it does. I want to be his girlfriend anyway so why wouldn't I be happy?

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger

'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better

There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in

She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking?

Sarah and John B broke up.... finally.

In no time he will be wrapped around my finger. I mean what was he thinking anyway. I can do it way better than her anyway. I don't why it took that long to sink in. Now he is going to be my boyfriend.

Finally

Hey, hey, you, you

I could be your girlfriend

"Hey Johnny."

"Hey babe." He gave me a peck on the lips.

"Well that took a while didn't it?" He nodded.

"It did but hey, you're finally my girl." I smiled.

"Yea I am."

Hey, hey!

An: AHHHHHHH finallyyyy done with the story I hope you enjoy my lovers

[sp1lled-lemon4de]

"Such moments you do adore"

Fandom: Demon Slayer

Characters: Tanjiro x Gn!reader

Genre: smut and a little fluff

T/w: usage of darling, cock TvT and praise (i think that's it)

A/n: I have a cold rn, a really bad one T-T but anyways I'm re-watching Season 1 of Demon slayer bc why not and I'm at episode uhm i think and I'm at the part where Tanjiro is helping the others with their training and he was all like "keep going your doing great" and just telling them how awesome they are in general and i was like OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO what if he was saying those things (but whispers) while we are trying to ride him !?

srry its short and this "note " is really long. Also read the fic however you want male or female :D working to making my fics gender neutral for you guys <3

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP(ABOVE 18)

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"That's it keep going your amazing, taking me so well"

Your beloved husband had just come back from a mission that seemed to take longer than expected, and now that you finally had him all to yourself you appeared to be struggling to take his pretty pink tipped cock inside.

Gosh he was stretching you out like elastic, giving you the feeling of being fulled , the feeling you relished to great proportion.

"mhm- ye-yes m'tryin"

You moaned and bit your lip trying to keep your whimpers and grunts back.

"N-no ugh, i w-wanna hear how good I m-make you feell"

He was huge, thick more than long, always stretching you out and going deeper than you though was possible.

drool dripped from the corners of you mouth.

"ngh you feel so good, p-please continue darling"

He started to lose focus, he was close. Sometimes you would last longer than him and now was one of those times. Tanjiro never jacked off really and when he did he always imagined it was you screwing him.

Moments like these you adored.

Being on top yet still with little to no control, him drooling and babbling about how good you are for him, how tight you are, how he is so proud of you .

''y-your clos-se aren't youu ahgn-" you moaned

"ye-yess please d-don't stop I'm so so close "

Conjoined moans and groans filled the air and he came on done in you the feeling of warmth gushing in you, you finishing just a little after.

Such moments you really do adore

To hold him after you fucked him dumb, the aftercare was always special with him, holding hands.

Such moments you really do adore

Super sorry its short i just wrote this in a spur T-T lol hope you adored this fic have a woderful Day/night/noon or whatever ty for reading :) and sorry for any mistakes or anything or information that you find offending

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[cubffections]

xixi omiii im jus seeing that u n argenti are wubbers ?? 🥺 i cn imagine how cute the dynamic btwn the two of u is aah ! ♡ sweetheart x gentleman is rllie lovely to think of kekek :3 will u pwz tell mi a bit more about the two of u ?? how u met n fell in wub n all that jazz ? 🌹

eeek thts rite miss coco ! vv head ova heels 4 my knight >< i wuld luvv to tell u more ! ( a wittl shy though srry if tis 's kinda incoherent ˃ ⤙ ˂ )

the tale of argennie & i strts when he boards the astral express and i stumble upon him first when cleaning 4 pompom ! ( might've squealed a littl loud . . >< ) before i culd question the knight he caresses my hand nd suddenly proclaims— "with a presence as soothing as the spring's breeze, and features that could make even aeon's gaze be upon you . . . you are truly beautiful."

&&&& how wuz i supposed to react tew tht ?!?! m head wz spinning while i stared @ him tew, unable to get any wrds out becus tew me he was truly beautiful one !! ૮꒰⸝⸝´ᜊ ˋ⸝⸝꒱ა b4 i culd finally say smthin', march appears to check on me n why i screamed T^T she's nawt supr suprised when she sees mista argenti and he in return compliments her on her beauty as she informs mi tht tis is not his first visit ><

during his stay i come tew realize he quite literally calls all fings beautiful :o n' won't lie ! wz a wittl jealous he was giving the other more attention TT , i'd listen to anything abt idrila as long as he looked at me wif those twinkly eyes ૮₍ ྀི∩៸៸៸∩ ྀི₎ა so when i see him alone looking at the windows of the express m take the chance tew talk to him and hear abt his travels, even exchanging contact info ! and while i'm mentally jumping up n down he sneaks a thornless rose in my hair, and looks at me wif those soft twinkly eyes as he thanks me 4 my presence . needless tew say . . i was heart struck . 💗🏹

it wz a slow burn >< with his knightly duties, long distance at times and dangerous pursuits, tho m' wuld lik tew say after a long while of talking & txting lots, he surprises mi on the express ( wif the help of everybodi else & pompom's permission ! ) with a adoring confession ‹3

[nerves-nebula]

this is a long ask butt

ok i got a question is it alr w/ u if i write a donnie centric fic from tm(n)t and post it on ao3? its ok if you dont want me to, its ur idea, and i might not even finish it tbh, let alone edit, but if i do write, edit it ,and post it is that okay? the fic would mostly be focused on donnie and abe, about how donnie would sneak out to hang out at his place, the gross shit that abe does to him, and some scenes with donnie and splinter if you dont want me its completly fine and i totally understand, i hope u have a gr8 day! or night? afternoon? idk ur timezone but yeah!!! btw i love ur comic sm!! both tm(n)t and the home hunter au, ive beena ble to relate so much to both of them, and tm(n)t even helped me realize some things about myself i never really ntoiced before!

(srry about th spellin mistakz i hop this is readabl xp )

omg, home hunter,,, <<33 thank you! and yeah I'm fine with that. I've been meaning to write a fic about donnie and abe for a while now anyway but I wont have the time until college gets out, so it'd be nice to see what you come up with from what I've told y'all haha. and I go crazyyy for art about my ideas so !! go nuts!

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Discoveries

Sup bitches im back

I don't think I've ever written a tickle fic with lee Sirius ler Remus and I find that to be insulting so here ya go, I'm throwing this fic at you

ive had a busy week so I'm srry for being kinda inactive lol

its been a bit tiring but hopefully writing this will help relax me or smth along those lines

So yeah enjoy

"Oh, Sirius!!" Remus called in a sing song voice as he waltzed over to where Sirius was lightly dozing in the cool spring weather, his tie carelessly thrown off to the side.

Sirius jolted awake and sat up, fixing his appearance.

"Y-yeah, what's up?" He replied.

"Since you keep tormenting me I've decided I am long overdue for some payback," Remus said nonchalantly. "Lay down, arms up."

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed, his face turning a light pink. "No way in hell am I just letting you tickle me."

"Oh, so you are ticklish?" Remus teased.

"What, no!" Sirius' face darkened.

"Cause I wasn't sure about you being ticklish, but now~" he said, a mischievous grin emplated on his face.

Before Sirius could run away from Remus and his plans of torture, Remus grabbed his ankles and pulled him downwards so that he was laying flat on his back.

Remus scrambled to pin Sirius' hands, and sat down on his waist so that he couldn't get up.

"Remus!! Let me goho!" Sirius shouted, tugging at his arms that were pinned above his head by Remus' surprisingly strong arms.

"Oh I'll let you go," Remus said absent-mindedly as he looked Sirius up and down, deciding where to go for first. "But not before I've thoroughly subjected you to my tickly wrath."

He pinned Sirius' hands under his knees, facing them so that he was unable to squeeze his knees.

He grinned when Sirius realized how screwed he was.

"Soo~" he hummed, wiggling his fingers above Sirius' stomach causing Sirius to yelp. "Where shall we start?"

"D-dohohon't-" Sirius squealed when Remus' wiggling fingers moved up to his ribs, hovering just above the skin.

"Don't what?" Remus asked, tilting his head in mock confusion.

"Tickle me!" Sirius fell for the oldest trick in the book, but he always did.

"Okay!" Remus replied cheerfully and promptly dug his teasing hands into Sirius' hyper sensative belly.

Sirius shrieked, arching his back and cackling.

"NOHOHO- nAHahAh!!" Sirius' back came crashing down and instead he opted for wiggled his body left to right to attempt to escape the tickle torment.

"Do you like belly rubs, Padfoot?" Remus teased switching his method to vibrating his hand into his tummy.

Sirius frantically shook his head, not managing to get a word out.

"No, you don't? You seem to be smiling quite alot for someone who doesn't like belly rubs." Remus said slipping his hand underneath his shirt to gently trace on Sirius' soft belly.

This only seemed to make Sirius laugh harder though.

"REHEHEMUS!! IT TIHIHICKLES!!" He arched his back once more which only pushed Remus' fingers more into his tummy.

Remus removed his hands from Sirius" stomach, giving him a break.

He leaned forward and kissed Sirius' warm cheeks while Sirius huffed and panted, but he leaned into the affection.

"Is-is ihit over?" Sirius huffed and looked up at Remus with puppy dog eyes, which always worked on Remus.

Remus hummed and contemplated letting Sirius go.

"Not yet, love," he decided. "I still have a few more spots to try. Then I'll let you go, m'kay?"

"Ohokay.." he answered. "Anything f-for our Moony.."

"Good boy," he rewarded Sirius with a kiss on the forehead.

Remus leaned down and squeezed Sirius' knees, a spot that was deadly on himself but had no affect on Sirius besides some light squirming.

"Hmm.." Remus moved his squeezing hands to Sirius' thighs and the reaction was instantaneous.

He let out a high pitched shriek and started laughing once more when Remus didn't stop.

"WhyHYHY DOHOES THAT TIHICKLE?!" He complained through his giggles.

"What a ticklish little doggo," he leaned up and continued the vibrating belly rubs with one of his hands while the other continued squeezing his thighs, up and down. "tickle, tickle, Sirius~"

"NAHAHEHEHEE!!!" He threw his head back again, tugging his arms.

Remus stopped the squeezing and vibrating but instead leaned up to raspberry his belly getting another shriek out of Sirius.

He continued his raspberries all over his stomach, ever daring to go over his naval.

When Remus leaned back up for air he was proud of the color of Sirius' face, and how he didn't stop laughing even though Remus wasn't tickling him anymore.

He stuck with the maddening light touches again but instead over on his sides, which weren't that sensitive.

Sirius did start giggling more significantly when Remus moved up to his ribs though which intrigued Remus.

The higher and higher he went the louder Sirius' laughter went and the squirming intensified.

He smirked and dug his hands into his armpits and when Sirius once more cackled and arched his back Remus blew a raspberry on his belly.

"REHEHEMUS!! STAHAHAP!!" He pleaded, his laughter becoming horse.

"Hmm.." Remus took his time thinking about stopping, prolonging having to stop.

"PLEHEHEASEE!!" He screamed, tugging at his arms fiercely.

Remus let go of his arms and took his hands away from Sirius' body, watching him calm down.

Sirius covered his face with his hands bur quiet giggles could still be heard.

"Lemme see that adorable face," Remus held Sirius' hands and stroked them with his thumbs.

"There you are." He kissed Sirius on the lips this time, feeling the heat off of Sirius' face and let Sirius giggle through the kiss.

"I like you like this," Remus said after pulling away. "You're all nice and giggly."

"Shut up.." Sirius huffed, looking away.

"I don't think you wanna be saying stuff like that to me in your position right now," Remus grinned, briefly scribbling on his belly again getting an indignant "hey!" out of Sirius.

Remus rolled over off of Sirius and lay next to him, holding his hand and looking up at the clouds.

They lay in silence for a while, enjoying each other's company.

"I think you're more ticklish than I am." Remus broke the silence.

"Oi," Sirius nudged a giggling Remus. "Don't push it."

Hope you liked

[tonberry-yoda]

Dont you find it funny that in the anime world(or any fandom world) the characters we find really attractive in their world don’t get any kind of the same attention we would love to shower them with? Like Sanji for example, if he was in our world he’d have a lot and I mean A LOT of people fawning over him but in his world HES the one to chase the girls (srry if this is confusing)

What other characters do u think have the same situation?(basically EVERY SINGLE character u Can think of has this situation tho)

NO LITERALLY OMFG LIKE I TOTALLY GET IT! I've actually thought about this a lot where there's a character who's like self conscious in an anime and you're like.... bruh if you were real you would have lady after lady on top of you

And let me think....

Sanji is such a good example tbh like the perfect one for this situation, but lemme see if I can think for more

OH A P E R F E C T ONE!

Leon Scott Kennedy from Resident Evil

Bro complains that he can't get any ladies when in irl, he would be dead with all the women running him over poor guy lolol

I'm just gonna give a mini list down here too:

Julian from The Arcana ASRA from The Arcana Literally any final fantasy protag ANY MEMBER OF ORG13 from KH Peter Parker probably G O J O (poor guy would get killed by the woman who love him) from JJK

Yeah, it's not a long list, but I feel this with a lot of characters

also for me personally, Franky

he would not survive me tee hee

no fr tho he is so fine

[moosh2727]

I JUST GRADUATED HIGHSCHOOL!!!

Srry this isn't a Jet post for once LOL

OMGGGG I'M SO HAPPY THO!! I wore a Sonic hoodie over a Shadow t-shirt to my graduation too LOL. A shame theres no jet the hawk clothing, I would buy that in a heartbeat 💚

Bc of how long and baggy the robe and sash was to wear, I kinda wanna draw Jet wearing the baggy robe and sash.

[thewarriorkinyt]

(Updating soon!, the comic i'm making will be a tad different from what i wrote here since i may change some stuff! So once my comic is out ill update this post!)

I made my own oc named brokie sans cuz i was bored and randomly drew it, i havnt made anything like this in a long time, or writen a back story like this in a long time soooo srry if its kinda confuseing, hope u like it UwU, back story on bottom. Also might change a few things on his past life

(More info soon)

Details about past life:

brokie is from a glitched and destroyed au called broktale, how did it get glitched and destroyed u ask?

Well a long time ago when broktale was first created and now existing in the multiverse everything seemed fine, everything seemed peaceful and normal, they lived together with the humans and other kinds of creatures, untell a mysterious black mist like figure entered the broktale au, the black mist figure walked threw the town,

brokie noticed them an went up to them not getting too close an said "i havent seen u here before, wanna hear a joke i got plenty you wont 'mist' " the figure looks at him with a smiles the face is completly black but total white eyes and white smile can be seen it kinda looked like another sans? and in a deep voice they say "don't worry, im only looking around before i do what i was created for~" brokie looked confused on what the mist figure meant and asked what he meant. Suddenly the air grows colder,

mist figure say "u wanna know what im gonna do~ well since ur not strong enuf to stop me might as well tell you first im going to take ur brother. And send him to my endless black sky and red ground void that i lived in for years after losing my au, i used to be a sans just like you, i used to be happy, untell SOMEONE TOOK THAT AWAY FROM ME, they destroyed my au now im going to destroy yours as well after all ur never going to understand true happiness without experienceing true pure pain"

Brokie says to them "leave now. I don't want u to hurt anyone of us." Mist just laughs and says with a sarcasticaly tone "u really think i'm gonna stop after all these years of getting stronger!?~, oh my words! Your words hit me so hard i think i should stop!" Brokie says back "well if ur gonna stop then leave us alone" mist answers "well guess u don"t understand what sarcasm is now do you" brokie yells back and says "u wanna fight WELL LETS FIGHT! If i win u leave!" Mist says "and if i win ur au is forever gone and ur not allowed to stop me from getting rid of it~. Do we have a deal?~"

brokie... agrees on this deal and they start to fight.

Mist hits brokie and he goes flying and falls into a lake, brokie then jumps out of the water and uses bone knifes and shoots them at the mist figure and they go right through them... Brokie says "w-what... How..." Brokie has this scared, confused, worried look on his face. Mist says "wow, did u forget already?, i could've sworn i said i was stronger then you... Maybe i didn't but guess u really know now~" brokies look says everything, brokie knows he cant defeat the mist figure as brokie looks towards the ground. Mist says "well guess ill help u a bit" the mist figure punches brokie in the face and suddenly black goop like stuff starts forming out of his eye and he starts to turn to goop, and mist starts to destroy broktale, and brokie.. Suddenly started to fade away into dust while seeing everyone he loves and cares about DIE in brute force in the most messed up ways, after killing all his friends and taking brokies brother away into mists endless void, mist touches the ground and black goop starts to spread across the entire au glitching a bit as well, mist looks at brokie an says "guess this is it, well it was nice while it lasted now didn't it" brokie says to mist "I HATE YOU LOOK WHAT YOU DID" mist says "well, does it look like i really care if u hate me or not. I've gotten so much hate i don't really feel sadness at all when u said that, i didn't feel anything in fact" brokie for once is speechless while he's still fading away into dust. After all that mist leaves an brokie is just there in a glitched out au still being destroyed by what ever virus or whatever that's spreading throughout the au consumeing everything...

[deartouya]

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ. ﾟ。 twin flames | venus x touya •°ˎˊ˗ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

# venya :: venus + touya

playlist :: cold cold man - saint motel ; scary love - the neighbourhood ; slow dancing in the dark - joji ; it will come back - hozier

troupe :: soulmates ; mutual pining

dynamic :: moon x moon ; cat x cat

love languages :: physical touch + acts of service

quote :: “i knew the second i met you that you had something i needed. turns out it wasn't something about you at all. it was just you.”

relationship :: our relationship is just... right— like the feeling you get when find the place your meant to be. the place you always return to. it's warm and all-consuming, filled with the urge to look after and protect— to keep safe. we're always thinking of the other, silently and unconsciously, me keeping a stock of the weird little hard candies he likes and him letting me tuck my cold hands against his ribs. always finding the time for simple dates— night-ins where i do all the cooking and he hovers, making himself a purposeful nuisance, spontaneous ones he put a little too much effort into planning, and forcing him to watch disney movies while tucked under heavy quilts. he tries so hard to be smooth but is incredibly taken aback and flustered when anything is reciprocated and leads to him pointedly sitting with his back to me for the next five minutes. an intimidating yet incredibly tender couple, constantly touching in subtle, little ways— fingers intertwined and shoulders brushing. insistent that he's not clingy but takes any opportunity possible to curl up on the couch or tuck himself against my side. a very dedicated couple— loyal to a fault and completely enthralled.

meet cute :: our meeting was a series of dumb coincidences. i made a dumb mistake— the last number'd gotten mixed up on my new phone and the paragraph-long text complaining about my annoying coworker and how she'd been purposefully making my shifts hell didn't go to my friend. instead, it was sent to a total stranger. i hadn't even realized until i'd gotten the reply, failing to inform me of the mistake themselves and instead telling me that "they sound really annoying, you should let me kill 'em." i ended up keeping the number. it was nice, having someone faceless to dump all my grievances on. but then i kind of forgot about it, complaining to my actual friend. the other coincidence happened when i was tucked against the wall behind the little diner i worked at. he's not really sure why he ended up taking the alley he did. or how he even noticed i had been crying. but he did and he found himself… concerned. crouched next to me and offered what i think was just a piece of an old t-shirt. connected the dots when i let slip what i was sad about— phone girl. "she sounds like she sucks— you should let me kill 'em for you," he startled a little laugh which brings a content little smile to his face. he felt warm. he ends up visiting the little diner anytime i have the night shift— sitting in my section wearing comically large sunglasses and a high-collared jacket.

alternate universe :: band au, i fall first but he falls harder; the lead guitarist and the band's drummer. starts off professionally, stifled interest and necessary interactions. he's incredibly elusive, which makes his sudden interest all the more apparent. he stops skipping after parties and doesn't leave events the moment he can— lingering so he can ensure we sit side by side or he can use pictures as an excuse to pull me into his side.

misc links :

moodboard by me lol

art one , two , three , four , five , six , seven by me

moodboard by @/melsuki!

meet cute idea by @/ffsg0jo

band au matchup by @/akirine