#tho someone did tell me completing the charm would lock me out of an ending. but overall Idk what triggers which endings so-

[eldragon-x]

holy shit I might finish the game very soon

[slyther-bi]

I'm on tiktok and I've watched some videos that had either emotional songs or epic battle songs and they made me think of another au.

It's a crazy idea tbh and now it's gonna plaque my mind for sometimes.

Ok so basically this crazy scenario I have in my head is of course about Severus. Every scenario in my head is always about him.

Anyways here's what my mind came up.

So basically during the werewolf incident, Severus dies and Dumbledore covers it up. Tho somehow, possibly by lady magic or something, Severus comes back to life. Instead of him returning to Hogwarts he runs off and allows the world to believe he is dead.

Now you'll think he's living a peaceful life but come on that's just predictable. No, instead he goes on to kill people who hurt others. He basically wears the outfit he has in the movies minus the cloak and wears a mask that covers his face expect his eyes.

He basically shows people magic exist when he kills and the ministry is trying to find him, plus find out who he is. This continues for several years and somehow I haven't worked out the details, the ministry managed to surround him.

Severus has some sort of tornado surrounding him which is caused by his magic. He's injured and tired and knows he won't make it out. He's trying to figure something out and he then notices some step through the dust. And who he sees is someone he'd never thought he'd see again. (No, not Lily.)

He locks eyes with Mulciber (I forgot to mention that Sev's eyes turned purple when he comes back to life) As they look at eachother Severus asks Mulciber to kill him. Mulciber agrees but is hesitant at first because deep down he's loved Severus.

Tho he always denied it and refused to admit that when he first heard the news about Severus's mysterious death in their 5th he was completely heartbroken. Now here Severus was completely alive and asking him to kill him.

After several painful minutes Mulciber eventually casts the killing curse which ends Severus's eyes. Tho killing Severus isn't what's causes him to breakdown it's the smile Severus gave him when the spell was casted.

Instead of Severus's body simply falling to the ground, it does that thing that Emily from corpse bride does at the end of the film. The dust starts to settle and Mulciber falls to his knees. He regrets all his life choices and how he's treated Severus cause he never treated him like a real friend.

Around him people are cheering cause it's finally over. After sometime it starts to rain and Mulciber simply stares at the ground. He then pulls out his wand and stares up at the sky thinking back to a certain point in his life where Severus was telling him, Avery, and Evan about the patronus charm.

Severus had casted the charm and had tried to teach them how. Tho at some point Mulciber got fed up with it and said some hurtful words to him before leaving. Thinking back at that moment made his heart hurt.

He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He raised his hand and began to focus on all the memories he had in which Severus was smiling. All the memories consisted of him watching Severus laugh or smile with Lily Evans but seeing him happy made him happy. Even if he denied it.

As those memories flooded his mind he closed his eyes and casted the spell. He kept his eyes closed not wanting to open them. A few seconds later and he feels arms wrap around him. He opens his eyes and comes face to face with Severus.

He's shocked cause he's supposed to be dead, not here in front of him alive?

Mulciber takes a closer look and notices the faint glow surrounding Severus. He reaches a hand out and gently touches his cheek. Mulciber starts to tear up and breaks down again because he can feel all the love he has for Severus when he touched his cheek.

Everyone around him is shocked, because whenever a patronus is casted the form it takes is usually an animal. They never expected to see Mulciber's patronus take form of Severus and neither did he.

After that day Mulciber buys an old Manor and renovates it. He spends the rest of his life time helping those is awful living situation. He provides a home for those who need an escape or have no where to go. He helps them get back up on their feet.

He doesn't do it alone tho, everyday in the mornings he would cast the patronus charm. He's not exactly good with people or kids so Severus usually watches over them. Despite Severus being a patronus it seems he can achieve human contact.

So there are moments where Mulciber catches Severus carrying or reading to one of the children that he rescued or is combing a someone's hair. In these moments he can't help but wonder what would have happened had he treated Severus kinder, had he known what would happen that night Severus decided to return a book to the library which lead to his supposed death.

His heart aches with each passing day when he casts the spell and he wishes Severus was still alive and not just magic bundled together by his emotions that will fade at the end of the day.

[hyperfixationtimego]

the three wingmen of thh; Leon (chaotic), Kyoto (lawful), and Hina (neutral)

Kyoto was 100% the reason Celeste is dating Junko, it’s canon now. She is extremely involved in seating for extracurricular activities (i.e. the tea parties), and commonly puts them together. She finds putting Taka and Mondo apart...helps them?? She has no idea why but if they’re seated far from each other, they are immediately cuddling once they leave the room.

Grey-hair and Blue-hair girls are dating, no I do not take criticism (grey hair has braids I think and protects a mob guy?? and blue hair is the mastermind ig, she has black glasses apparently) - queer eye anon

oh my god yes???

Leon and Chihiro were some very powerful masterminds behind ishimondo ngl 👀 like chihiro’s brainpower combined with kuwata’s sheer strength of will?? UNSTOPPABLE those gay bitches never stood a CHANCE

although to be fair, most of their plans DID involve using a digital lock and/or utilizing alter ego to somehow force them into an empty room and keep them locked in there until they finally confessed 💛

Leon ALSO wingmans for sayaka because they’re besties who hate each other ���️ he’s constantly cracking jokes with her about how she should just text Mukuro that she wants to fuck, or jokingly advises her to use raunchy pick-up lines on Sakura. He’s come very close once or twice to just. Blurting out “HEY MUKURO! SAKURA! SAYAKA’S GOT A HUGE FUCKING CRUSH ON Y-” only to have the idol clamp a hand over his stupid dumbass mouth <3

it’s okay because sayaka absolutely gets her revenge when she has to wingman for him and makoto (the only reason she doesn’t completely fuck up kuwata’s chances and embarrass him is because she’s besties with Makoto, too, and knows the poor guy’s ALSO got it bad. There’s a lot of Sayaka (and literally everyone else too) having to deal with some gross oblivious loveydovey pining from these fucking dorks, so she gets her fill of teasing)

And Hina wingmanning for Sakura???? Bruh okay u have no IDEA how much serotonin platonic sakuraoi gives me simply because????? Them?????? They????? Love???????? I love them???

And basically Hina’s just the right amount of empathy/sympathy and logic!! Her main, go-to piece of advice is “just talk to them!” And - surprise - trusting her on this usually leads to having fun and making good memories with the object(s) of affection !!

She’s such a sweetheart??? And like yes ofc she doesn’t have an answer for everything, because her heart is just a lil bit bigger than her brain sometimes (ok but mood tho like no shame this is both kin and projecting) but she’s trying her best!!! As she always listens to whoever needs her at that moment and gives the best advice she can - which isn’t even limited to romantic situations!!! She’s one of the go-to students for when someone’s having, like, an everyday problem or feeling stressed because she’s so non-judgemental and soothing to be around!!!

It’s Hina appreciation hours 💛

Anyway, Kyoko-

she also (unfortunately) is forced to wingman for Makoto and Leon, which means a lot of listening to naegi ramble on about how cool and nice and interesting and pretty and blah blah blah kuwata is (don’t get Kirigiri wrong, she adores Leon, but a girl can only take so much, y’know?)

and requests for Makoto to simply......TELL LEON are almost ALWAYS refused because nope no way in hell absolutely not and so she’s like great I’m gonna go bang my head against a desk because I seriously cannot take the two of you anymore

eventually she (secretly) goes and talks to Leon, without betraying Makoto’s trust or disclosing any information she feels he would not be comfortable with, does her best to subtly hint at the fact that hey. koto’s got a crush. you should fucking ask him about it before I go completely insane. Leon doesn’t fully get the hint but does go talk to Makoto, which FINALLY prompts some goddamn CONVERSATION about it thank GOD

also sorry sorry not to ramble but I just????? an idea hit me like a gd truck and I need to talk about it because I love???? I love????? I love

sometime after all this, Kyoko gets inadvertently wrapped up in co-wingmanning with Makoto for Komaru and Toko/Jill. Except. Those three have no clue about the fact that there is any wingmanning going on.

so kyoko’s like “why are we doing this”

and makoto’s like “because she’s my sister and she’s in love and I want her to be happy!!!”

“Okay but shouldn’t they work this out on their own”

“Not if I have anything to say about it!!!”

“*Sigh.* Goddamnit.”

And then Leon eventually hears about it, as well, because of course makoto’s gonna talk abt it with his boyfriend, why wouldn’t he, and anyway kuwata’s like OH?? POG??? because he and Toko and he and Jill are friends!!!! So he’s like I’ll totally help omg Fukawa and Syo are gonna STOKED

(Makoto does not comment on the fact that Toko most likely will not, in fact, be stoked by the idea of kuwata meddling in her love life, but does at least advise his dear 0-braincell partner to be careful ❤️)

okay okay sorry I’m a simp for tokomaru and syomaru on main but anyway back to kyoko and seating charts-

YEAH ON GOD???

And poor Kirigiri already has trouble comprehending how social interaction works that this kinda shit just???? Completely breaks her?????

“Why.....do people.....react different.......like I will accommodate for it but.....I do not.....understand......”

does not fucking compute

(Also shhhhh don’t let Korekiyo know that there was something about human behavior Kirigiri didn’t understand because somehow they will materialize from the shadows to go on a softly excited special interest infodump ramble/lecture that lasts hours and hours)

But yeah???? Ironically enough, she’s honestly the only person from her class who’s able to, for the most part, figure out how Celestia’s mind works, and so she’s able to use that to her advantage when setting her up with Junko!!! (The thing with Celeste was that it sort of became a case to Kyoko!! Celeste was so Obviously different in her behavior and mannerisms than everyone else that Kirigiri basically ended up treating learning about her the same way she would treat trying to solve a crime or something similar!!)

For ishimondo she chalks it up to “absence makes the heart grow fonder???” she guesses????? seriously she has No Clue

also she doesn’t pick up on it but they DO give each other pining puppy dog eyes from across the room the whole goddamn time like they’re just [y e a r n]

And OKAY ANON???? HEY ANON????? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING THE FUCKING GALAXY BRAIN JUICE???? HELLO???????

I. how is it possible to not know the games and yet,,,,,,,conjure up a concept so incredible????? Pekomugi,,,,,,,,,my g o d

Ok ok ok ok ok hold on hold on lemme gather my thoughts because holy fuck

FIRST OF ALL, Tsumugi is a GIANT nerd, so the thought of having a SWORD GF???? A GIRLFRIEND WHO IS A SWORDSMAN???? HOLY FUCK?????? she can live out her wildest samurai anime fantasies,,,,,,,because she quite literally has a swordswoman girlfriend who would protect her with her sword oh my g o d

SECOND OF ALL, Tsumugi also????? fucking loves sitting in on Peko’s training sessions to watch her beautiful incredible wonderful darling partner spar??? and use badass techniques and strategies???? Literally Tsumugi is always blown away??

and she ALWAYS comes and barrels into Peko to give her a gigantic hug and shower her with kisses once training’s over!!!! And Peko doesn’t understand because

“I am hot and sweaty. I am currently very gross, why are you kissing me,”

“No!!! You’re stunning and perfect and charming!!!! You make me swoon!!! Oh, dear knight, hold me in your sweet embrace....”

meanwhile peko’s just like babe pls let me go take a shower

and okay final thing I promise, but....Peko is absolutely astonished by Tsumugi’s cosplay abilities???? Like with a lot of her works, Peko can hardly even believe that that’s her gd girlfriend????? Like sweet JESUS her datemate is damn good at makeup and disguising herself and whatnot

“cosplay is an art and you have perfected it,” like catch tsumugi fuckinf crying

[babyybitchhh]

Thotty Thursday: Part 2

The second installment of Thotty Thursday is upon us. Rejoice, heathens!

Now, let me just say that I’m picking dudes at random while trying to keep things balanced between old shows and new ones but ... y’all really bout to notice some patterns the more we do this so I’m just gonna wait for someone to call me out tbh. 😰

FYI, I like to think of myself as an equal opportunist thirster and if a dude is hot then he’s hot. I’m not one to question this shit. But when you get right down to it I have like four types: high IQ smarty pants, dummy thicc, dad and bad boy bastard. Our next snack belongs in the last category, without question.

He’s honestly prettier than me and that is not an exaggeration but don’t let his good looks fool you

This Arabian Nights styled dime piece has a mean streak a mile wide. Because of Reasons, ofc, but that don’t change the facts

Not only did he once punch a child in the face for no other reason than to assert his dominance (fact) he also pretended to cry in front of the person he hates most just to laugh about how they fell for his (flawlessly executed) act

He honestly may or may not have a few screws loose but that’s part of the appeal, you see. It adds a dash of spice to the meal

And you know what they say about crazy bitches in bed 😏

Full disclosure, I started reading Magi: Labyrinth of Magic before the anime aired and his name was originally translated as Judal so that’s what he’s always going to be in my mind. The official translation is Judar, and I respect that, but at the end of the day I do not know her

Judar who?

Can I also just take a moment to point out that gloriously long, thick braid he’s sporting tho

This man has hair for days and there’s just something I find incredibly attractive about that

I want to take it all down and carefully comb through it, play with it and style it again 

Really show him the attention he deserves

If he decided to suffocate me with it, well, I guess I wouldn’t complain about that either

Now, the setting alone had my interest PIQUED right out the gate because I love Middle Eastern inspired aesthetics and I truly don’t think it’s utilized as a setting half as much as it deserves to be. It’s very beautiful imo and the anime team did a pretty good job of capturing that vibe but if I’m being honest I think the manga was better (up to a point)

However there ain’t nothing quite like seeing your man move on screen or hearing his voice with your own two ears and when I say Judal put on a show each time he showed up ... 🥵

I think I can safely say my pussy clenched whenever I got so much as a whiff of him possibly making an appearance, PHEW

He’s just so pretty and mean

My favorite combo tbh

“But why do you like mean boys so much 🤔?” You ponder aloud and my answer to that is “I don’t know. I just do.”

Judal gets my kitty purring for a variety of reasons but the biggest is probably that I can’t look at him without imagining myself as his feisty little slave girl, wearing nothing but sheer silk and delicate gold chains, completely at his mercy ...

Oops, did I say that out loud? 😳

I mean, can you really blame me when he’s running around in those baggy harem pants though?? Can you really???

So the first thing you probably thought was: damn. This guy kinda dressed like a thot 👀

And you’re not wrong

Does he HAVE to dress like that? Strictly speaking, no. But I am definitely not complaining about his fashion choices

His titties are so close to popping out of that tiny little shirt that we’d be getting nip slips left, right and center if he had any more meat on his bones than that and trust me when I say he did that shit on purpose

This boy is SUCH a fucking tease and he loves the attention it gets him - first and foremost because he’s used to being the CENTER of attention but we’ll get more into that a little bit later

Hes just a tad 👌 narcissistic, loves to show off, definitely bipolar and is in a constant state of feeling himself so he’s hitting all his marks as far as I’m concerned

In short, he’s perpetually oozing big dick fuck boy energy and I live for it

That’s why he’s always showing up with that stank ass attitude, he knows damn well he can pull the baddest bitch around AND her man too

He’d fuck you and your boyfriend at the same time just to prove a point, that’s actually how petty he is

Honestly though I’d like to see ANYbody maintain their resolve when he’s laying on the charm and Judal’s just cruel enough to do it for shits and giggles

Probably wakes up in the middle of his sprawling imperial bed at two in the afternoon and says something like “damn, I need a little pick me up today” and then proceeds to manipulate and harass his lucky unfortunate victim of choice

He’s relentless too and will stop at absolutely nothing to get what he wants, even if that means breaking you in the process

Again, I like the challenge he represents

But also I just like a man who can make me cry 🤷‍♀️

And I don’t doubt he absolutely would. Tears probably turn him on tbh and I’m positive he’s got a bit of a yandere streak too

Are y’all seeing those patterns yet??

So did you guys notice that wand he keeps twirling around like a goddamn baton?

He’s a magic user, or in this case a magi which means he’s literally at the top of the food chain in this universe

He’s special special

Every ounce of confidence he has is rightfully deserved and even tho he’s not the strongest per say, he IS extremely powerful and his destiny as a magi is to influence the world

THE WHOLE ASS WORLD YA’LL

That’s why he’s got such a big fucking ego

I promise these aren’t major spoilers, so you don’t have to worry about that

When he was still a (too precious for words) child, he was abducted by an evil cult so that they could manipulate him and use his powers to influence shit in a bad way. The exact details of what they did to him are hazy, but based on the snippets we did get it seems like they basically put Judal on a pedestal and raised him as if he were some kind of god or a king

I’m talking waiting on him hand and foot, giving him whatever he wanted, essentially worshiping him and using persuasive mind control magic to convince him that he’s the best thing to happen since sliced bread

And it worked

Can you tell exactly how fucked up this kid is right now

Keep in mind here that I’m not saying his screwed up personality isn’t the result of some seriously bad mojo

Magi are supposed to be what tips the scales of fate in this setting which, generally, means for the betterment of the world and this whack ass cult pointedly steered him down a path he otherwise would not have gone

But it’s this tragic past of his that really brings the whole package together

He could be a mean pretty boy for no other reason than because he wants to and I’d still drop into a split on his cock

I like mean for the sake of mean too

It’s just that knowing what made him the way he is gives us the perfect amount of insight to truly feel sympathetic despite all the bad shit he has done and will continue to do

Personally, it makes me want to be the one to show him genuine, tender affection no matter how much he’s initially appalled by the mere suggestion so in a lot of ways it’s similar to how I feel towards Hiei

But that doesn’t mean I want him to change and start being n - 🤢 start being nice - 🤮

He’s perfect just the way he is and there’s just something about big, confident egos that gets me going like little else

And Judal seems to truly believe he’s the greatest gift the world has ever received and he’s not wrong about that imo so yeah he definitely has an attitude problem

But that also means he’s a spoiled brat tho and he’s definitely one of those dudes who needs to be dommed on occasion to really get the full experience 👀

I am not too shy to pin him down and milk his cock for all it’s worth, that is all I’m saying fam

And can I just point out how breathtakingly gorgeous he’d look all flushed and sweaty, whimpering like a needy little bitch in heat while having his prostate relentlessly teased for hours on end?

Goodness, it suddenly got HOT in here, is that just me??? 💦

Ofc the only way that’s gonna happen is if he allows it - which I don’t see being a common occurrence - but that’s why you gotta take advantage of that shit when it does 👀

On the topic of Judal being spoiled, I want to mention that there are actually TWO very different backdrops that I can thot around with him in, and I like that

There’s the fantasy Middle East setting ofc which I personally can’t get enough of

I’m wearing the slave girl Leiah outfit in my mind right now btw

But he also spends a lot of time in this worlds version of ancient China complete with all the dramatic robes and elegant architecture to really set the mood

He has an entire imperial palace on lock and if that doesn’t get you even a little bit horny then idk what to tell you

The royal family for the most part treats him like one of their own despite not being related in any way, if that tells you exactly how much clout he pulls in this setting, and even tho they’re essentially using him for their own gain Judal doesn’t seem to mind it one bit

He likes being at the top and having the freedom to do whatever he wants so if that means doing a little dirty work for the Kou Empire then so be it

And I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t be a ride or die on these little errands

Like, just imagine this pretty boy pulling up to you on his flying carpet (that’s not a joke or something I just pulled out of my ass btw) and asking if you want to come back to his crib for some fun

You say yes, because you might be a thirsty slut but you’re certainly not STUPID

And he straight up takes you to a fucking palace

Be honest with me guys, how fast do the panties come off tho?

Be real with me here

This is actually just the plot of Aladdin but with the gender roles reversed 🤣

Fr fr though, A Whole New World plays softly in the back of my mind every time I think about this dude, except it’s much darker and ... explicit 😏

But my point here is that Judal’s got basically everything he could ever possibly want so he really just needs a pretty little concubine at his side to complete the picture

And I dead ass feel like it should be ME

When I say this man could get it ....

OOF

He is TROUBLE in its purest form and I regret nothing about my choice in fictional men

Absolutely nothing

He could honestly fuck me up seven ways to Sunday and I’d thank him for the honor

Spit on me, king. Please. I don’t need nothing else to sustain me

Unless you want to throw some of that choice dick in for free? 👀

Lord  have MERCY

[lu-undy]

I had a random thought while I was lonely one night and wanted to see if you can make it into a fic if you want. So Sniper has a prized stuffed toy since he was a child (a koala maybe) and he doesn't tell anyone about it coz he thinks its weird. Spy finds out about it tho and ends up cuddling the thing. Sniper sees him and joins the cuddling session. (Hope you have a wonderful day btw!!)

Here it is, enjoy!

"Bushman…?" 

Spy had been looking for his lover all afternoon long. 

"Have you seen Sniper by any chance?" 

The Frenchman peeked his head in the living room.

"Nah, lad, sorry…" Demo answered, his faithful bottle of scrumpy in his hand. "Last time I saw him -burp- he was going to his van." 

"Did anyone see him after that?" 

"Yeah, I did." Scout answered. 

"Ah, where?" 

"In yo bed, stupid!" 

Spy rolled his eyes. 

"Ugh…" 

The Frenchman left. He didn't mind Scout's insults much and took it for jealousy rather than actual aggressive words. Spy headed to his lover's van. He gave a few knocks. 

"Bushman?" 

No answer and nothing to hear either. He looked at the door closely and smiled. The lock seemed so easy to pick, it might as well have been begging the Frenchman to do it. Spy elegantly took his cigarette case off his breast pocket and flipped it open. Behind the neatly lined up menthol cigarettes, he retrieved two pins and with a light click, the lock yielded. 

"Ah!" 

Spy pushed the door from the tip of his gloved fingers and smirked before slipping in and shutting the door after him. 

"Sniper?" 

Still no answer. The Frenchman was sure that his lover was somewhere else. He took advantage of the situation to, well, do what he does best and what his job title says… 

He took an innocent glance here and there. 

Well, yes, alright, he pried and spied around… 

The Frenchman let his fingers run on his lover's belongings. Mugs, cutlery, a plate here; framed pictures and clothes there. He took one in his hand and and looked closer. The Australian was only a little boy on that picture and he was proudly displaying a fish he no doubt had just caught. Spy smiled sweetly when he realised that his lover was so young that he was missing a tooth at the front. It warmed his heart. Sniper's parents stood proud right and left from him and all three of them were smiling at the camera. 

The Frenchman sighed. He wished he had met his lover earlier in life…

Spy put the picture back and turned to Sniper's bed. The man in the fancy suit would hate the thing if not for one reason: if he slept there, it was in the warm arms of his dearest. 

"Oh…?" 

Spy noticed something in the corner of the bed. He reached for it with his arm and retrieved it. 

"Mon Dieu…" 

Spy's eyebrows jumped and he chuckled when he realised that he was holding in his hand a stuffed little koala bear. It was completely grey as it looked as old as its owner. The Frenchman rolled his eyes. People who didn't know Sniper as well as he did would not understand, but he did. He knew that his lover hid the soul of a poet behind his yellow-tinted glasses, someone who truly enjoyed the beauty of nature, fauna, flora, and well… Spy's natural charm and beauty too!

The Frenchman had stayed in his lover's van for quite a while longer, waiting for Sniper to appear. He eventually did. 

"Huh?! How the bloody hell did you get in?! I always have my door locked!"

"Good day to you too. And what time do you call this?" The Frenchman answered, raising an eyebrow. 

"Good Lord, Spook, you scared me. I didn't expect you to be here…!" Sniper added as he shut and locked the door behind him. He removed his vest. 

Spy walked to him like he would on a catwalk, his gait elegant and attractive. He wrapped his arms around Sniper's neck. 

"I am sorry to have scared you, mon coeur." 

[Sweetheart]

He put his lips against his lover's for a quick peck and felt Sniper's hands on his waist. 

"It's alroight… I'm actually quite happy to see you as I come back. 's a nice feelin' opening the door and seeing you, especially without yer jacket, vest'n all." 

"I just feel tired… Today was a long day and you made it even longer by making me wait for you here!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, luv'..." Spy leaned his head on Sniper's chest and the Aussie hugged him dearly. "I was just back in the base for a shower and then I wanted to talk to Engie. The van's makin' weird noises when I switch gears and I wanted his opinion." 

"Hmm…" Spy answered. His ear was on Sniper's chest such that when the tall man talked, Spy would feel all the vibrations of his lover's low voice through his skull. 

"Wanna lie down a bit?" Sniper suggested. 

"Oui, please."

"Here or…?" 

"Oui, here, I don't have the heart to leave your arms now."

Sniper smiled. He knew that Spy never showed that side of him to anyone else and that made it all the more special. 

"Roight climb up the bed, I'll remove my boots and join ya." 

"Fine." 

The Frenchman undid the first few buttons of his shirt and laid on his lover's bed. Sniper was quick to slip out of his boots and lie down next to his special man. He spooned him and left a few peck behind Spy's neck. 

"Hm… Merci…"

[Thank you…]

"You're welcome." Sniper whispered. "Love ya." 

Spy had closed his eyes and hearing the Aussie tell him those words made a smile flash across his face. 

"I love you too, Sniper. Oh, by the way, I think we are missing someone." 

"What?" 

Spy turned to face his lover. 

"I think we are missing someone." 

"Here? In my bed?" Sniper asked, overwhelmed by the confusion.

"Oui. Here…" 

Spy handed the stuffed koala plush to his lover and saw his cheeks turn crimson. 

"Oh, uh, well, I-uh, you've found'im, eh?" 

"Indeed I have."

"Wait…" Sniper took it in his hands and observed it more keenly. "Did you clean it?!"

Spy nodded with a smile. 

"It was terribly dusty and the white on it wasn't white anymore. I just used some of your washing liquid and your sponge. It is not much I'm afraid, but at least he looks more like a koala now." 

Sniper's eyes darted up to his lover's.  

"Y-you're not makin' fun of me?" 

"Non, I find it touching. I imagine you have had it for a very long time, non?" 

"Yeah, since I was a kid really. I can sleep without it as you know but uh, I still keep it. I can't throw it away." 

"I understand." Spy answered as he threw his gloves away and put his hand on his lover's cheek.

"Oh… Uh… Thanks for not laughing at me.”

 Spy brushed Sniper's cheek with his naked fingers. He felt the rough skin and the sideburns below his soothing digits. 

"I cannot say that I did not chuckle when I found it but it was out of cuteness. Your sensitivity shows in the most naive ways. I like that about you."

Sniper extended his hand but Spy held him back. 

"You may keep it with you if you want." 

"Nah." Sniper put it away. "I've got a better koala now." 

Spy raised a curious eyebrow as Sniper pulled him in closer. 

"Where is it?" The Frenchman asked. 

"Roight in front of me. The most clingy, grey-haired and adorable thing I've ever seen…"

"Oh I am a thing now, am I?" 

"You, little mister, are the best plush ever."

"Hm…"

Spy spooned his lover, lacing his arms around his waist. 

"I had better be." He answered. 

"Oh, you are, no doubt about that. You're very soft, atrociously cuddly, and you're even warm! How much better could it get?"

"Oh I can show you how…" 

The French accent sung in the hunter's ear and soon Sniper felt his lover's hands on his chest, sliding up to find the buttons of his shirt.

[arobandhan]

first time

enjoyyyyy i love you @balenciagastones xx

Since meeting, Alex and Hannah had three small dates, mostly consisting of hanging out together either at the park, on a drive to Costa, and hanging at his house. The two of them had yet to make it official though they knew it was inevitable, they were hooked to each other from the first meeting and there was no sign of stopping what they had. 

But nevertheless Alex wanted to take Hannah out on a proper date, one where he can show her how serious he was about their newly found relationship. 

He had called her when he knew she was out of class, he had just gotten home from training, it finally being Friday, no weekend game ahead. 

“Hello handsome.” she answered the phone making him smile widely at the nickname 

“Hello love, how was class?” he replied

“Boring as usual, got no new work for the weekend tho which is a blessing, howd training go?” she countered

“Well that’s good at least love, training was good just a bit tiring but it's alright,” he began, “y'know i was wonderingggg..” he dragged out making her giggle on the other side of the phone, his stomach erupting with butterflies at the sound.

“You were saying..” she giggled more wanting to hear his thoughts. 

“Right i was wondering if you wanted to go on a date tonight?” he asked

“Sounds fun, handsome, I can come over and we can watch movies if you want?” she replied 

“No no i was thinking like a proper date… like we can dress up a bit and go out somewhere nice,” he can hear her breath stop, “what do you think pretty girl?” 

“You know you don't have to take me anywhere nice for a date baby, i hope you know that.” 

“No i know love i just really wanna go out somewhere nice with you and you deserve it after a long week of school,” he started and he could hear her smile, “so what do you say beautiful?” 

“Alright I’m in.” she giggled. 

“Perfect beautiful, I’ll pick you up at 8? Does that sound good?” he asked 

“I'll see you then robertson.” she laughed. 

“See you soon angel.” 

And with that the call ended, the young couple both climbed up the stairs in their respective homes to get ready for their date night.

Alex felt like a teenage girl as he looked over his appearance about a billion times before calling his sister for her opinion. 

“TAYLORRR!” he yelled hoping his older sister would hear him. Next he saw was her opening his door. 

“What do you want weirdo?” he turned to her with a plea for help.

“Does this look good for a date with Hannah tonight?” 

She walked over to him and got a closer look, pondering before walking over to his closet grabbing his black Palm Angels zip up hoodie and handing it over to him.

“Wear this over your tshirt, it’ll complete the look,” she stated, “oo and wear one of your thin chains tonight, im sure Hannah would love it.” she finished sitting on his bed as she watched her brother finish getting ready. 

“Okay, how do i look?” he asked, completely ready. 

“Perfect, is she staying over tonight?” she asked making him nod remembering the text convo he had with hannah about 10 minutes before, “Well i'm heading to Josh’s tonight… and mum and dad won't be back from their event till lateee.” 

“What Are you trying to say Tay?” he looked at her. 

“Just use protection alright, and ask for consent please, I like Hannah for you so don’t fuck it up,” she said standing up, “Alright be safe, love you byeee” and with that she was gone. 

Alex looked one last time in the mirror before texting hannah. 

I'm gonna head over in 5, see you soon pretty girl xx 

Hannah was currently on facetime with Adri showing her how the outfit the two of them picked earlier looked together, she read the text before replying. 

okay see you soon handsome xx 

“Okay Alex is leaving his to pick me up now,” she said, clicking the facetime call to see Adri’s face again, “how do we look?” 

“Damn i have good taste!” Adri sighed happily making Hannah laugh. 

“That you do now does it look alright?” 

“It looks perfect Han, just pair it with your jewelry and you’re gonna take Alex’s breath away when he sees you.” she said smiling  

“I wouldn't go that far with that.” 

“Uhhh yes you should tho, from what i know and have heard from you, you have that boy wrapped around your finger, it's only a matter of time he makes it official with you and y’know maybe have a bit more fun with you….” 

“ADS?!” 

“Whattt im just stating the inevitable, i mean you guys are going on a nice date, you're staying the night at his, and if i'm not mistaken you mentioned that you shaved every part of your body in the shower.” Adri looked at her knowingly. 

“I mean yeah i did but it doesn't mean anything is gonna happen, i just like being clean shaven.” 

“So the black panties you picked out mean nothing?” Adri pointed out and Hannah began to blush. 

“No they just match the outfit as a matter of a fact.” 

“Mhmm yeah you keep telling yourself that, just be safe tonight, i know how much you wanna jump him already.” she laughed making Hannah giggle as she looked at herself in the mirror, turning her head to stick her tongue out at her friend. 

“We’ll just have to see what happens I guess.” 

“Yes we will and you better update me.” Adri responded just as Hannah received a text from Alex. 

I’m outside princess coming to the door xx 

“Is prince charming here?” adri asked 

Then a knock was heard at the front door, Hannah's mom shouting that it was Alex waiting. 

“Indeed he is, i have to go love you lots.” 

“Love you too, use protection.” Adri finished and hung up before hannah could reply to her comment, rolling her eyes at her friend's words. 

She grabbed her overnight bag, heading down the stairs seeing Alex in the front doorway. 

“Well don't you clean up nicely.” she flirted making him chuckle nervously, he couldn’t help but be amazed at how beautiful she always looked, especially tonight, 

“Have you looked at yourself angel you look beautiful.” he said, making her quickly peck his lips smiling and blushing madly. 

“You two have fun.” her mom said as they walked out to his car, Alex had grabbed her overnight bag from her and carried it to his car, placing it in the trunk quickly.

Alex being the gentleman he is, opened the door for Hannah, closing the door once she was seated inside. Running around the front of his car he sat down inside and turned to her. 

“Ready to go?” he asked, she nodded her head smiling widely. He leaned over and gave her a proper kiss for the first time that night. “Been waiting for that all day.” he sighed contently making her giggle and grab his hand to intertwine with his. 

The car ride was filled with singing to music, banter, and lots of small flirty comments. They soon reached the restaurant and Alex brought her hand to his lips pressing a kiss on the back of it as he pulled into the parking spot. 

“Oooo look at you skilled driver.” she teased making him laugh. 

“What can i say i’m a man of many talents,” he winked, “wait there imma open the door for you.” he finished, giving her a short kiss before hopping out of the car, opening the door for her to get out, grabbing her hand to help her out not letting go as they walked towards the entrance of the cute little restaurant they came to. 

“This place is so cute baby i love it.” 

“Im glad pretty girl.” the two of them walked in and a little while later were taken to their table.  

Alex pulled out the chair for Hannah earning a small peck on the cheek from her making him smirk slightly before taking his seat across from her. 

“So far you have received a 100/10 rating baby.” she giggled making her boyfriend chuckle as they looked at the menu, ordering some soft drinks for themselves. 

The two of them had small talk, as well as joking around due to Alex starting a game about guessing what everyone in the restaurant was thinking, the two of them having to keep their laughs to a low volume so they wouldn’t get kicked out. 

When their food came they each ate their food, as well as giving the other person a bite when they asked for one, you would never think they hadn’t been a thing for very long due to how they acted. The two of them continued before they were interrupted by an older couple passing by their table. 

“Sorry to interrupt i just wanted to come over and say how cute you two look together, match made in heaven i can tell,” she smiled making the young couple melt, “he’s a handsome one pretty lady, keep him close.” she winked before bidding them goodbye. The two of them bursting out in laughter. 

“Did you hear that baby gotta keep me close cuz im handsomeeee.” he winked 

“She seemed pretty interested in you wanna have her stay over tonight?” she joked making him laugh. 

“Nahhh you know you're the only one i want in my bed tonight.” he smirked 

“Cheeky boy.” she rolled her eyes playfully. 

“Have i told you how gorgeous you look right now.” 

“No but please tell me more.” she responded, putting her chin in her hands smiling, joking around but he continued talking. 

“Well all im gonna say is i think thats my favorite dress of yours,” he winked, “let me take a picture of you i want it to be my lockscreen, say cheese.” he said pulling out his phone 

Hannah smiled slightly seeing him take the picture, you could see the light blush on her cheeks and Alex had never adored someone more, taking a sip of his drink while putting the picture as his lock screen.

“Well since we’re being paparazzi, look at me so i can get a pic of you too, can have matching lock screens from tonight.” she said doing the same as him, he posed still taking sip from his drink, his phone in his other hand. 

“How do i look? Handsome?” he winked

“As always.” she responded, putting the picture as her lockscreen. 

The check came and even though she insisted they split, Alex paid repeating to her that he was treating her tonight. They made their way out of the restaurant hand in hand towards the car. 

“I can’t get over how good you look in this dress.” he said pulling her in closer to his side, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her temple. A blush creeped up to her cheeks making her smile from ear to ear. 

He opened the car door for her and let her in before closing it and climbing in on the other side. 

“Is anyone at your house?” she asked innocently. 

“Umm no, Taylor went to Josh’s for the night, and mum and dad are at some event for mum’s work,” he replied, “why?” 

“No nothing really was just wondering since i hadn’t seen them since last time i was over.”

“Youre so cute angel.” he chuckled 

“Well i try.” she laughed flipping her hair. 

They eventually reached his house and he climbed out first going to the trunk to grab her bag before coming to her side and opening the door for her. 

They both entered the house in silence and headed towards his room, she took off her jacket and heels as he put her bag down and then laid on the bed. She crawled on the bed and laid next to him. He immediately changed positions, moving on his side with his right arm around her waist as she laid on her back. He was slightly above her just smiling like a little boy. 

“Whatre you smiling for you cheeky boy?” she giggled. 

“Nothinggg just like seeing you in my bed.” he smirked pecking her lips. 

“Oh do you now?” she said pecking his lips again. 

“Mhmm.” he responded pecking her lips, this time she pulled him by his shirt closer and deepened the kiss. 

Their lips moving in sync, her hands going from his shirt to his hair, pulling at it as they fought for dominance with their lips. The two of them completely entranced in each other just contently kissing. 

He pulled away first breathing heavily but still so close to her face, their noses touching. 

“Be mine.” he breathed out. 

“I’m already yours baby.” she responded. 

“No i mean be mine as is in my girlfriend, i want you to be my girlfriend Hannah.” and with those words slipping from his mouth hers grew into a smile that could challenge the cheshire cat. 

She brought his lips to his for a short and passionate kiss. 

“I’d love to be your girlfriend Alex.” pulling away, the wide smile not fading from her face. 

He smiled and smashed his lips onto hers again. This time the kiss was rougher, hungrier. 

The two of them were no angels, they had teased each other to a point where they had to stop from going further, make out sessions that were ended with images engraved into their brains when they were alone in their respective rooms giving themselves what they couldn’t receive from the other person yet. 

They wanted to take it slow, not wanting to rush something that they knew was going to happen eventually. Wanting to be sure of their feelings for one another. 

They were sure as hell of them tonight. 

Hannah was the first one to make a move essentially leading towards that, placing her hands on his shoulders, sliding the zip up hoodie off his shoulders as it was eventually taken off of him. 

Alex then hovered over Hannah once he was rid of the outer garment, his hands immediately went to her hips, their lips never losing contact. The skirt of the dress riding up as his hands grabbed tighter around her hips. He pulled away from her lips, tugging her bottom lip with his teeth inciting a small moan from her mouth. His eyes went wide and her face was red from the blush that creeped up. 

“Fuck that was hot.” he said lowly. 

She smirked and leaned up smashing her lips onto his again. He leaned them both back down as they continued making out, her hands went underneath the shirt hinting at him to take it off. He did and all she can do was stare at his toned torso. He smirked connecting their lips again, his hands pushing the skirt of her dress up even more, giving him just the faintest sight of the black lace panties she was wearing underneath. She leaned them both up as she guided his hands from her hips to the back of her dress where he could feel the small zipper that held the dress closed, motioning him to take it off her. 

He pulled away from her and cupped her face. 

“Are you sure you want this angel?” he pecked her lips. 

She smiled and replied, “More than anything baby.” and with that she reconnected their lips and go right back to where they were. 

His hands went to her back, slowly unzipping the dress down, he leaned back as her hands went up to the straps of the dress pulling them down to show him that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath the dress. He moaned at the sight of her bare tits in front of him. His lips going straight to her neck as her hands went into his hair moaning at the feeling of him leaving a trail of marks on her neck. His hands pulling the dress down her legs as his lips travelled down her chest. Her dress being thrown to the floor as he was exposed to her entire body only being covered by her small balck panties. 

His stare made her a little self conscious moving her arms to cover herself but he stopped her shaking his head. 

“You're so gorgeous angel.” he said before kissing her again, pulling away to resume kissing her body. His lips finding her right breast, wrapping his lips around her nipple. His left hand massaging and groping the left one, his free hand remained tightly gripping her waist. 

She couldn’t help but roll her eyes back in pleasure at the feeling he was giving her from just his lips. He kept his eyes on her face the entire time. His jeans became tighter as he heard the noises come out of her mouth, they sounded like heaven to him. She knew how hard he was getting so she pulled him away from her breasts and brought his face to her, crashing her lips against his. 

“I need you inside of me.” she moaned in his mouth making him groan. 

Her hands went to the buttons of his jeans and unbuttoned them for him, pulling them down and hooking her fingers in the band of his boxers pulling them down as well. Their lips never parted but he pulled away to full take off his jeans and boxers. Hannah’s eyes never left his body, seeing his hands finally pull down the material that was concealing what she wanted most at the time. 

Her eyes widened as she saw it, she wasn’t gonna lie she had imagined what it looked like but she was stilled stunned by it. His hard on slapped the bottom of his stomach when it was freed, he was a little longer than average but definitely had more girth to it and Hannah had to keep herself from having her mouth watering. 

“You like what you see?” he smirked, the face his girlfriend had on not going unnoticed by him. 

“Mhmm,” she started, crawling towards him and leaning up to kiss him but kept her lips centimeters away from his, “but I’d prefer if you’d just fuck me already.” she smirked pulling away and laying back on the bed, opening her legs for him to come in between them. 

“Don’t mind if i do.” he smirked, crawling and going in between her legs like she wanted. He leaned over to grab a condom from his side drawer, opening the packet before she grabbed it from his hands and slid it on him instead of letting him do it. The feeling of her hands on his member making him throw his head back in pleasure. 

He kissed her making her lay back as he grabbed his member and ran it through her folds making her whine and rut her hips up. 

“You ready baby?” he asked, already lined up at her entrance, she nodded her head and she felt him go slip in. 

Her wetness acted as a lubricant as he slipped in so easily. He felt bigger inside of her and she let out a whine as he groaned once he bottomed out inside her. He gave her a chance to adjust before feeling her legs wrap around his waist and hearing her moan out, “you can move.” 

He began thrusting slowly inside of her, loving the feeling of her tight walls clenching against his cock. Their moans were bouncing off the walls. Her hands were pulling at his hair as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Her hands had moved to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin making him groan, his face dropping into her neck, kissing it, hearing the noises she elicited when kissing certain parts, realizing those were her soft spots and began sucking on them to leave marks. 

“You feel so good, faster baby, please.” she moaned into his ear. He growled in her before picking up the pace. She was screaming his name in no time and it sounded like music to his ears. 

He felt her clench more and more as he kept thrusting. She began to feel the pit in her stomach form. 

“Keep clenching angel im getting closer.” he moaned out.

“I'm so close baby, you feel amazing.” 

The two of them both reaching their highs together, his hips stilled as he finished and felt her come undone. He pulled out slowly, kissing her lips gently as she laid on the bed out of breath. 

“That was,” he started. 

“Amazing.” she finished, smiling and leaning up to kiss him. 

“Indeed it was,” he smirked against her lips, “lets get you cleaned yeah?” he asked making her nod and try to get out of bed, she winced at the sore feeling between her legs making him giggle and walk over to her. 

“C'mere angel ill carry you.” and with that he picked her up and took her to the bathroom. Putting her down as she went to the toilet and he took off the condom and discarded it. 

“Wanna shower?” she asked looking innocently at him. 

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” he smirked, making her giggle. He turned the water on in the shower and pulled her close to him and inside the shower. 

The two of them clean each other, just gentle touches, some tickling and kisses. The two were enamored by each other and felt even closer than they did before. 

He couldn’t help the heart eyes he had when he was with her. He stared in awe of her when she was rinsing out the soap from her body. 

“I’m so in love with you.” he blurted it out, making herf freeze and turn around with wide eyes. 

“What did you say?” 

“I said im in love with you, and i know its early but i can’t deny it,” he got cut off by her pulling him closer to her and kissed him.” 

She pulled away smiling, “Im in love with you too… boyfriend.” she winked, making him smile. 

“That has a nice ring to it… girlfriend.” he replied making her laugh. 

The rest of the night came with, her wearing his clothes all cuddled under the covers with him, just chatting away about anything and everything. Kisses were exchanged here and there along with them calling each other ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’ before erupting into giggles. 

Eventually it became quiet and he looked down at her cudded into his side, fast asleep. He smiled softly before kissing her forehead and turning the side lamp off. 

“I love you my angel.” he said before falling asleep himself. 

[slytherinbangchan]

Badboy! Minho pt2(Gang!Au)

Minho Part1

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Minho x FemReader

-Your English teacher has been calling you for a while now but your eyes are fixed on the private's school fence.

-Just waiting for him to appear even if you're aware it's too soon.

-There's this kid sitting next to you elbowing you now.

-So you finally come back to earth and everyone laughs.

-'Ok, now she's back' your teacher says. 'Maybe you should leave the boys sighting for your free periods'.

-You blush not knowing what to say.

-'That's just plain rude to say to your student'. The guy sitting right behind you says and the whole class turn around to look at him.

-He's all laid back on his chair and is spinning a pen with his fingers.

-'Na Jaemin, didn't know you keep taking my class'. The teacher says.

-'Well, here I am'. He looks down a little and winks at you then looks at the teacher again. 'Any problem with that?'

-The teacher clenches his teeth and goes on with the lesson.

-Your heart beating faster.

-You didnt even realized Jaemin was there today.

-It doesn't matter tho. He won't be back anyway probably.

-A couple hours go by and you get out of the classroom as soon as you can and go to the back of the school.

-Then to the corridor where the secret exit is.

-But there's someone there.

-And of course is Jaemin.

-And you have to walk in front of him if you want to get out.

-He looks at you as soon as you step in. 'Hey aren't you that girl from earlier?' he asks nicely.

-'Yeah...'

-'Oh, so this is why you were looking through the window'.

-'Yeah, kinda'. You say, then you look at the secret door to check if anyone is there. 'What are you doing here tho?' You ask as you wait a little longer.

-'I was bored'. He smiles.

-You look at him top to bottom. 'Huh... Why did you get back to our class?' You ask. 'Aren't you like a genious or something?'

-He laughs. 'I'm not. I just go to some advanced lessons. And actually I didn't come back. We had a free period and I got into your class'.

-'Why would you do that tho? Classes are boring'. You ask as you keep eyeing the fence.

-'I don't know, to mess with bad teachers I guess'. He looks at the fence too. 'What are you doing? Are you actually waiting for your boyfriend?'

-'Ah...' You blush.

-'You are? Is he from that other school? Probably a jerk then'. He laughs and you blush.

-'He's kinda nice actually'. You say. Your face getting redder.

-'Hey asshole'. Minho is calling you through the fence. 'What the fuck are you doing? Let's go'.

-You look at Jaemin and he chuckles. 'Charming'. He says.

-You smile uneasily at him and practically run away.

-'Omg you're the worst'. You tell Minho hitting his arm.

-He laughs as he rubs where you hit him. 'You were taking so long chatting with that idiot and my children are waiting for me'.

-You roll your eyes at him and he laughs again.

-'Wait. You were listening to us?' You ask.

-'Not intentionally but I was there waiting so yeah?'

-You blush and he laughs again.

-'Are you shy now? Is it cause he called me your boyfriend?' His stupid smug smile.

-'I'm embarrassed he even thought you were'.

-He chuckles. 'Who was that kid anyway? Never seen him before'.

-'Just a kid. He used to be at some of my classes'.

-'And he likes to mess with teachers huh?'

-You shrug. 'Well, they won't do anything about it cause advanced students are kinda protected in my school so...'

-'Is that so?' He chuckles. 'So you're not impressed right?'

-You scoff as you try to hide a smile and just keep walking.

-What does he mean by that anyway?

-Does he think you think Jaemin has nothing to do when comparing him to Minho?

-Cause Jaemin is just a handsome guy who messes with teachers only cause he knows nothing bad will happen?

-And Minho is the real deal not caring about any consequences as long as they don't affect his cats?

-And cause he only had to kiss you once to make you fall for him even if you won't admit it?

-Cause he's right.

-But can he stop being so cocky?

-And why the fuck would you say you're embarrassed about Jaemin thinking you're dating Minho earlier?

-You must be the dumbest person in the world.

-Now the chances of you finding a nice timing to confess are even smaller.

-He must know you like him anyway tho right?

-What a mess.

-You sigh and try to keep your mind out of those thoughts.

-Only you fail miserably.

-You spend some time with Minho's cats and then he walks you back to high school.

-He sighs. 'You haven't said a lot today'.  He says as you get to the secret school exit/entrance.

-'Yeah I guess my mind was somewhere else'.

-He looks at the floor as he lightly kicks it. 'Maybe you were thinking about that guy from earlier?'

-You look at him with a confused face. 'Are you serious?'

-'What do you mean?'

-'Why would I think about him when I obviously like you?' You blush right after you say this out loud.

-He stares at you for a moment and then lightly blushes too.

-His hand scratching on the back of his neck. 'So honest...' He says looking at the floor.

-'Omg'. You say, then you hurry to get inside the school but he stops you before you're completely gone.

-You can't see him anymore, you refuse to look back.

-But Minho is still holding your hand on the other side of the fence.

-'This Friday'. He says. 'We're going to the beach for the weekend'.

-You don't say anyhing so he keeps talking. 'I'll pick you up'.

-He squeezes your hand lightly and then lets it go. 'You don't know where I live'. You say. Still blushing.

-He chuckles. 'Shut up'. He says. Then goes away and you go back to your classes.

-You can feel your heart beating faster everytime you think about what happened.

-There's people talking to you but you don't care.

-You're busy thinking about what does Minho's invitation mean.

-At first you're happy about it but after a while you start thinking about he inviting you to the beach only cause he feels bad for you.

-At the end of the last period you're so gloomy.

-Your dragging your feet as you go out.

-Jaemin sees you and starts following you. 'Hey, rebel girl you came back?'

-'What?' You slowly turn around to look at him and you both stop walking. 'Oh, yeah...'

-'What was your friend's name by the way? I didn't get to see him either'.

-'Ah... It's Minho'. You start walking again and so does he.

-'Minho? Not the bully next door...'

-'Well...I guess exactly like that but he's not that bad...'

-'He kinda is...' He laughs uneasily.

-'Anyway don't tell anybody I don't think anyone knows'.

-'I think they're about to find out...' He says pointing with his head to the school's outside door.

-'Fuck'. You say under your breath.

-There's Minho waiting leaning over one of the opened gates.

-Most of the students run pass him in fear.

-He has a lollipop in his mouth again.

-As the one he had that first day he actually talked to you.

-You walk towards him but Jaemin doesn't leave your side yet.

-You can hear people whispering as you come closer.

-'Hey'. He says.

-'What are you doing here?' You ask. 'Aren't you by the river normally at this time of the day?'

-'Give me your phone'. He says. The lollipop going from one cheek to another.

-You sigh but do as he says.

-'Now you have my number'. He says giving your phone back. 'You'll text me later, right?'

-You blush lightly as you put your phone inside your bag again. 'Yeah, okay'.

-'Great'. He takes the lollipop out with one hand and grabs your wrist pulling you closer.

-'I'll be waiting then'. He says pulling a lock of hair out of your face before kissing you.

-You don't know this but he looks at Jaemin to make sure he's watching before actually focusing on your kiss.

-People whispering even louder now.

-He smirks once he stops kissing you. 'Bye then'.

-Jaemin chuckles once Minho is away. 'He's an asshole you know?'

-You laugh too. 'I do know'.

-There's still bits of Minho's cherry flavoured lollipop on your lips as you walk home.

-You do text Minho at night and he texts back.

-But he doesn't say much.

-As you'd find out that week Minho and the guys actually work a lot.

-And the days go by so fast.

-Soon it's Friday and Minho is picking you up from your own house.

-You walk to Changbin's house.

-You're kinda nervous about meeting the guys and their girlfriends.

-But they seem nice?

-There's some cars waiting to take you all to the beach house.

-It's a really nice place and you can't wait to have fun with everyone.

-Minho jokes all the time with most of the guy's girlfriends but he's hardly talking to you as he always use to do.

-It feels weird.

-He even tells Hyunjin's girlfriend how hot she looks in a swimsuit at the beach and something about fucking.

-You don't even know anymore cause you get out of there.

-He follows you to the inside of the house.

-'Hey, where are you going? I was just messing with her cause I heard she's nervous about sleeping in the same room as Hyunjin'.

-'Why would you do that?' You ask.

-'Why? Cause I want her to relax and have fun'. He says as he tilts his head a little.

-'That's what you meant when you said mess with her?'

-'Yeah'.

-'Well... Ok, that's not even the reason I went away anyway'.

-'Then what is?' He asks.

-'I don't know I guess I'm jealous of the way you talk so naturally to the other girls. Lately you're so careful with what you say to me'. You sigh. 'It's like things changed'.

-'Well yeah. They're just friends. And of course things changed. You're my girlfriend now'.

-You blush.

-'What?' He ask. Kinda blushing too.

-'I'm your girlfriend?'

-'What?' He scoffs. 'Of course you are. I even kissed you in front of that pretty guy from your school'.

-You chuckle.

-He says 'that pretty guy' as if he wasn't one himself.

-'So that's what that was? You marking me as yours'. You ask.

-'What are you talking about? I'm not a dog'.

-You chuckle again making him smile even when he tries to stay mad.

-'Anyway... Then you like me'. You say.

-He rolls his eyes. 'Yes'.

-'Ok, but you can't treat me so differently ok? I'm the same person'. You comb his hair with your fingers. 'Well, I'm gonna be clingier now'.

-He smiles. 'Are you?'

-'Yeah, cause you're my boyfriend so...'

-'I see'. He says, laughing lightly.

-You go back to the beach with Minho.

-This time holding hands.

-Soon it's dinner time and after that you guys drink a little.

-Hyunjin and his girlfriend go away at some point.

-More couples will dissapear like Jeongin and his girlfriend.

-Or Jisung and his.

-But you stay there.

-Kissing your boyfriend.

-Then Bangchan's phone buzzes.

-He reads the text and then looks at the guys. 'Minho, come here'. He comes to Bangchan and he whispers something to him. 'Go find Hyunjin'.

-Chris stands up making his girlfriend who was on his lap stand too.

-He whispers something to her and she goes to their room for a minute then comes back with a knife for him and another one for herself.

-'Woojin you go and find Jisung. Let's meet here in 10 minutes top'.

-You don't understand anything that's happening.

-'What about me?’ Changbin asks.

-'What about you? You're still kinda hurt'. Bangchan says.

-'Fuck that. I'm not staying here waiting'.

-'I think you're doing whatever I say'.

-Changbin scoffs and sits back again.

-’You stay here and take care of those who don't know how to fight'. Bangchan says. 'Felix and Seungmin you’re coming with us'

-Chris's girlfriend goes with them too. Guess she can actually fight.

-You wonder if some of the other girls know how to fight too.

-Cause being in a gang obviously the guys have been in more than one fight already.

-But normal people don't have to know how to fight.

-Anyway any of that actually matters right now.

-Cause your boyfriend is probably about to get into a fight and that's not cute at all.

-Soon Hyunjin and Minho are walking down the stairs. Hyunjin's still trying to get his clothes together.

-You call Minho and he runs to your side for a minute. 'I gotta go. You stay here'.

-'What's happening?' You ask, kinda pouting.

-'Nothing. It's okay. I mean it. It's probably nothing really'.

-The only thing you can feel right now is a huge sense of helplessness and you hate it.

-'If you die out there I'll be really mad'. You tell him. Not knowing what else to do.

-He smiles. 'I won't I promise'. He kisses you in your lips then your forehead. 'I promise you'. He says one last time.

-Then you watch him walk away.

Part3 (Soon)

[howrry]

forbidden fruit: pt.3

a/n: the final installment of this series, HIGHLY requested! nice and simple but i just wanted to tie up the loose ends of this saga. back to writing random one-shots with no plot!!!!

w/c: 2.5k

warning: my first piece that’s smut-free whaaaat? it’s got some implied stuff and swearing tho lol. if you want smut go check out everything else on my masterlist hahaha

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If there's one thing Y/N knew would piss Harry (or any pain-in-the-ass guy for that matter) off, it was disappear.

See, she'd been given an opportunity to switch into another Calculus class, which took place during her homeroom class with Harry. She got out of seeing him in the morning and got college credit for that dreaded math class. Win-win.

Harry found this childish. Sure, he'd been a bit of a jackass pulling her around like that, but hiding from him? And even worse, shoving her new exclusive relationship with that fuckin' athlete in his face? Totally immature.

She twirled her hair in her pretty fingers as she flirted with Luke in the morning before class. He looked like such a try-hard leaning casually on the lockers, and Harry wanted to gag. Y/N would hold Luke's hand during lunch under the table and he would grin like a moron. Did they have to be so corny?

Plus any interaction Harry tried to have with her was thwarted in some way. Either she'd see him coming and dart out of his way to avoid talking to him, or he'd surprise her and someone else would grab her attention. He even swallowed his pride and texted her, to no response.

Then, H almost started to get worried when it seemed she wasn't even at school. He never saw her at her locker, nor in any of the halls, not even at lunch practically in Luke's lap. On the third day of Y/N's disappearance, Harry had to get answers. He charmed one of the class gossips at the beginning of the lunch period.

"Hey, do you know where Y/N is? I need to get trig answers off of her," he lied smoothly and the girl raised an eyebrow.

She pulled a red lollipop out of her mouth, clacking it against her teeth. "She's been eating lunch in Coach Thomas's classroom while he goes off campus to eat."

He nodded, muttered a thank you to the girl, and dove around her before she could acknowledge him. Harry darted past people littering the hallways to get to the coach's classroom and barged in, spooking Y/N eating inside.

"Christ, H, you scared the f--" she started, but of course was cut off by him.

"So, you've been skippin' out on lunch. What's up w'that?" he asked, stuffing his hands in his trouser pockets and taking steps towards the desk she sat in.

"Since when do I have to line my lunch plans up with yours?" she bit, followed by a huffed "freak".

He snorted. "You're avoiding me," he pointed out.

"Yeah, and why wouldn't I? You bother the fuck out of me every day for no reason! Have you ever thought about that? You just piss me off and I've never done anything to you!" Y/N was mad now, slamming her hands on the desk.

Harry stumbled over words at first. He never expected to put him in his place like that. "Y'just annoy me, okay!" he blurted. "Yeh know the answer to every question in class, your hair always looks perfect, everybody likes you, and yet you still get on my nerves!"

Y/N's lips parted and she sucked in air. "Oh my God!"

"What?!" Harry reared back, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You like me!" Y/N squealed. She hopped up from her chair and ran around the desk. "That's why you've been a total weirdo recently. All jealous and pulling me away from Luke. Trying to find to where I went during lunch." She poked a manicured finger into his chest. "You act like a dick to hide it, but you like me!" It was like he couldn't slap the smug look off her face.

He snorted, leaning back until the back of his thighs hit a desk. "You wish, princess. Just because I said everyone likes you doesn't mean I include myself in that demographic."

Y/N took one step back from him, eyeing his face up and down, trying to read deeper. He was made suddenly very uncomfortable but kept up a solid facade. She pursed her soft lips together and shrugged. "You seem quite sure of that." Harry was too frozen to respond. "If that's how you feel, then I guess this conversation is over." Y/N whirled around on the heel of her foot and packed her belongings. "See you... whenever I see you, Styles," she concluded on her way out.

And "whenever she saw him" turned out to be way sooner than she thought. She supposed his ego would take at least a few days to recover before he'd approach again.

It was after school that day, when she was getting into her car to go home. As she buckled herself in, her passenger door opening suddenly (which totally scared the hell out of her, by the way). Harry casually slid into the car and the scent of his cologne followed him. God, did he just put it on? she thought.

"Harry?!" she blurted. "What the fuck are you doing?"

He pulled the rearview mirror to face himself, checking his hair and not putting it back. "One of m'mates is throwing a party tonight, and you're gonna come." He kept eye contact during this entire statement with zero inflection.

"You think I wanna go to a party... with you?" she asked, completely baffled.

He popped his knuckles, almost self-consciously. "Tha's what I said. It'll be fun."

She clutched the steering wheel, in awe of his audacity. "I can't stand you. You're delusional if you think I'd go." Y/N grabbed the rear view mirror and adjusted it back, annoyed.

Harry reached over and playfully shoved her shoulder. "That's just it, pet. I'm completely delusional. My car'll be outside yours at 11:30." He grinned like a maniac before leaving her car and slamming the door behind him.

Well.

Don't think for a second that Y/N didn't hate herself when she found herself climbing into H's car that night, because she absolutely did. However, regardless of how she felt about herself, she loved a party.

Harry was delighted when she joined him in his car. Not so much at her presence, but at her bending to his will. Almost made his dick twitch a little in his pants.

Y/N got a little antsy when, as the drive progressed, she realized this party was near Luke's neighborhood. She considered for a moment that this was a trick pulled by Harry, but when he whipped into a bumping house's driveway a few blocks away from Luke, she relaxed. She didn't even have to worry about Luke potentially being here; he'd never party with any of Harry's people.

Once arriving after a painfully quiet car ride, Harry lost Y/N almost immediately. He swears he had her once he opened the front door, but as soon as she ducked inside, she was nowhere to be found. Sure, there were a lot of people in attendance, but it was ridiculous trying to find her.

Meanwhile, Y/N had one thing on her agenda: getting fucked up. She pulled out all her stops-- asking the basketball guys for hits of their Juuls, slapping the bags that the preps held, partnering with any and everyone in beer pong and taking more drinks than the opposing team landed one.

It wasn't until she was on her winning streak at the table until H finally found her again. His jaw immediately clenched when his eyes landed on her partner. The guy was tall and broad, and the two of them seemed to have great chemistry. In any other circumstance, he'd grab her and pull her into the nearest locked room, but the game was a perfect way for Y/N to have fun without Harry making a scene.

Finally, they stopped doing so well, and H at first thought this was gonna be a good thing. If they lost, they'd have to be replaced with another couple and the confusion of the team-switching would be a great time to grab her.

But he forgot one key problem-- losing meant drinking. And for the remaining 7 cups the other team scored, Y/N and the mystery beer pong player invented new toasts to their losses. By the last cup being made, the two of them interlocked their arms and drank like that. No one had been watching since everyone was celebrating the winning team on their shot, except for Harry, of course.

His original plan was back on track, and he slithered through the party-goers to Y/N. He reached out for her arm, and when she realized who was grabbing at her, her face brightened a little. Drunk, clearly.

"Come with me, please," he asked, trying to keep his tone as innocent as possible.

"Hey, what's going on here?" the mystery beer pong partner interjected, noticing Harry trying to steal her. "I thought we could try to play agai--"

"It's urgent, actually," he hissed, patience wearing thin. He gave up on being innocuous and lightly tugged Y/N his direction towards the stairs.

"It's fiiiine!" Y/N chirped behind her, leaving her parter confused.

Harry guided her upstairs and pushed the first door he found open, and it was empty. When they were both inside he lazily swung it shut and leaned against the wall.

"Harry, you can't keep doing this!"

"Doing what?" he quipped. "I'm just taking you out of a social setting while you're drunk so you don't do anything stupid."

She scoffed. "Is that your new tactic? Acting like you want what's best for me. You hate me, but at the same time you like me. You're the psycho here."

"At least I know what I want," he purred, peering down at her.

Y/N's glassy eyes widened. "Oh no," she said, backing up a bit. "No no no no no. I'm a loyal girlfriend," she stated indignantly.

He snorted. "Yeah, loyal girlfriends hang all over any lad who gives them attention at a party."

She crossed her arms, smirking a little. "There's that jealousy again. I was just having a good time on my own at a party you invited me to. I didn't say I'd be your date."

Harry stared at her for a good half-minute. His eyes pored over her whole face, and she almost got a bit insecure but held her composition. He sucked in air sharply through his nose. "Tell me you really like Luke. Tell me you're not just acting like this to spite me."

Her jaw dropped open to answer him, but nothing came out. It frustrated her-- she wanted to say those things and she knew it would get rid of him once and for all... but they stopped right at her tongue.

Harry's gaze did not weaken. "Silence isn't an answer, darling," he growled.

Time to play another card. "Maybe Luke is just really convenient, but I still don't want you," she spat at him. Y/N pushed past him and swung open the door, to find none other than her ever-so-convenient boyfriend, Luke. And by the look of his face, he'd heard it all.

"Luke!" she blurted, totally in shock. "What are-- I was, uh-- what're you doing here?"

"You played beer pong with my friend Ashton, and when you disappeared upstairs with some guy, he called me," he explained, voice low. "So, convenient, huh?"

Y/N immediately clambered for something to say to explain herself, not having time to get angry with Harry snickering behind her. "Luke, you don't understand, he's been a huge pain in the ass and won't leave me alone. I didn't mean what I said-- it's the context."

Luke's angry eyes flickered from her to the shrugging guy in the room. "Yeah, I think I get the context. You've been fucking my girlfriend."

"Actually, for most of it, she wasn't your girlfriend, but--" Harry started, but a harsh glare from Y/N shut him up.

Luke exhaled through his nose. "I expected this shit from Styles, but I never thought you were a slut," he seethed, sending a sharp pain through her stomach.

"Now fucking watch it," Harry warned, stepping up behind her. "Go write a fuckin' song about it, but have some goddamn dignity."

Luke's jaw dropped to retaliate, but upon making eye contact with H's fiery eyes, he stormed off in a huff. She turned back to Harry with tears in her eyes. He fully expected her to scream at him, push at him, and run away, but she did the one thing he never expected her to do. She lunged forward, dug her head in his chest, and sobbed quietly.

He truly had no idea what to do. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry it out, rubbing her back and stroking her soft hair until she finally stopped. When she pulled back, her eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks were pink.

"C-can you take me home?" she whispered, and he nodded. He even took off his own jacket to give to her, and helped her conspicuously leave the party.

When he rolled up to her house, she took off her seatbelt almost immediately. "Walk me inside," she demanded softly.

"What about your parents--"

"Out of town," was all she replied, and left the car before he even turned the car off. So much for walking her in.

Y/N left her front door open behind her as Harry scrambled to shut off his car and follow her inside. She went straight to the couch in her living room and bundled herself up in a fleece throw.

Harry stepped into the living room, boots creaking on the wooden floor. "Y/N... I'm sorry about Lu--"

"Don't," she snapped, breathing heavily. "You're not sorry. That couldn't have been a better outcome for you."

"Are y'kidding?" he blurted. "I never meant to hurt you, Y/N. I tried to get you to stop dating a guy you and I both know you didn't care about. And don't give me any shit about you really being into him-- we all heard what you said back at the party."

She went quiet. Her eyes trailed along his torso as he got closer and plopped down on the couch a few feet from her. Finally, three soft words slipped from her mouth and Harry was almost positive he'd imagined them. "I want you."

"Come again?" he perked up a little.

"I want you," she said again, stronger this time. "I want you, and I want you to not make me think that's a mistake. Tell me these games are over, or get the fuck out of my life forever."

He couldn't believe his ears. Harry's arms reached out for her and pulled her onto his lap. "Pet, I want you so much. I thought the only way I could talk to you was to get on your nerves but I'm so sorry."

Y/N smirked, tossing her arms around his neck. "Are you messing with me? Is this a really extended, fucked-up prank?"

He pressed his lips against her jaw gently. "I'll never act like that again, darling."

Y/N giggled and leaned down to take a soft bite out of Harry's neck. As he picked her up and carried her to her room, she was finally glad to get a true taste of her once-forbidden fruit.

[mynamehan]

Crush Culture - Peter Parker imagine

A/N: Totally got inspired by the AMAZING song called Crush culture by Conan Grey (check him tf out if ya haven’t). 

warnings: none I think? minor swear words maybe. some angst but fluff mostly

word count: idk exactly but a bit on the longer side soz it’s worth it tho

paring: Peter Parker x Reader

summary: Your recent feelings towards Peter have been getting you down lately and when Valentine’s comes around, you feel yourself growing tired of it. Just as you plan on completely ditching your crush something unexpected happens.

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Valentine’s Day.

A day most people viewed solemnly as a consumers trap. Even though you’d never actually had a proper valentine, you didn’t mind that other people did. Any day to celebrate kindness was a win in your eyes, and you had never had any problems with the slightly gimmicky day. At least, not until now. 

Recently, feelings for the shy, sweet and kinda nerdy guy most people recognized as Peter Parker had surfaced, which put you in quite an unfortunate position. It didn’t take a genius to notice how he felt about a certain Liz Allen, seeing the way his dreamy gaze always seemed to lock on her in the hallway. For an observant person like you it was glass clear, he had fallen head over heels for her. As if that wasn’t enough, you being good friends with Michelle and being Ned’s childhood friend landed you some pretty juicy inside information on Parker’s more private thoughts. 

Now, at Midtown High, Valentine’s Day wasn’t that big of a deal really, only a few decorations in hallways and the cafeteria were hung by members of the student council. A small contest involving guessing the right amount of Hershey’s Kisses in a large jar was an annual thing they arranged. To enter, you could either team up in two or go solo, and after carefully looking at the jar from all sorts of angles, you wrote down your name, class and guess. Last year, you and Michelle teamed up as a joke and ended up winning the entire jar of Hershey's, which you ended up sharing with Ned and Peter. This year though, you weren’t in the mood for sweets, really all you felt was bitterness.

I don’t care if I’m forever alone

I’m not falling for you

'Cause this baby is love-proof

You glanced over at Peter as he stood with Ned by his locker, nerding out over something and you pursed your lips in aggravation. Nope, you were not going to do this to yourself. Crushing on someone who isn’t interested in you is a bad move and also not a very healthy one. 

“Hey loser, why ya looking so cranky?” 

Michelle slammed herself into the locker next to yours, scrutinizing your facial expression. The bang she caused snapped you out of your stare but you continued furrowing your brows as you let your gaze fall on the darkness in your locker.

Crush culture makes me wanna spill my guts out

I know what you’re doing, tryna get me to pursue ya

Your eyes set on nothing in particular as Michelle gave you a light nudge in the side. “Dude, are you in a trance or som-“

“Michelle, I need you to distract me today.”

“What are you tal-“

“Just please.” 

Cutting her off, you subtly let your gaze wander over to the two boys again, feeling your heart flutter as Peter let out a giggle over something Ned said. “Take me somewhere or tell me weird stories, you’re full of those.”

“Oookay, um, I plan on stylishly tearing apart some clothes after school to make them more grungy and I guess I could need someone to help me-“

You slammed your locker shut, keeping your gaze on the sweater wearing boy before abruptly turning on your heel and grabbing onto MJ’s arm. “Great. Let’s go talk about that.”

Oh no, don’t look in their eyes, 'cause that’s how they get you

After lunch and another two periods of trying to completely ignore the fact that all you could think about was Peter, the bell rang signalling the end of class. Scrambling your books, pens and papers into your arms, you got up and quickly started making your way out of the classroom. You didn’t get very far though until you felt a light tap on your shoulder to which you turned around sharply. As your gaze locked on a set of far too familiar brown eyes, you felt the air go out of you. 

“Y-you dropped your, uh, your pen.” 

Peter held up the blue pen with a shy smile on his lips. 

“Hmm. Thanks.” You replied stiffly before turning to walk off but once again Peter stopped you. 

“Hey, uh, Y/N. Are-are you okay? You seem kind of upset…” 

Standing still in your spot, you closed your eyes and took a sharp breath. “I just, I’m not in the mood today, Peter.” 

Your voice dripped with bitterness which made Peter frown slightly. “Well, are you sure, you seem-“

“I’m fine.” You snapped, not looking back the slightest as you hurried away.

And no I don’t want your sympathy, all this love is suffocating

Just let me be sad and lonely

Throwing your books into your locker, you held onto the blue pen just a few seconds longer before throwing it in with the rest. Sighing deeply, you let your head rest against the locker. Why couldn’t you get the stupid crush out of your head? Resting your temple against the metal, you frowned slightly, feeling a mixture of sadness and frustration. 

Grabbing your calculus things and closing the locker you set off to go find MJ in the library where you had planned to meet up briefly before class. Passing by the doors to the cafeteria you couldn’t help but look at the table where Liz and another member of the student council were standing, managing the Hershey’s guessing contest. It was no wonder why Peter found her so attractive, hell, you were sure everybody did. Besides her looks, her all-around kindness and charisma were charming enough to win anyone over.

I don’t care what you’re saying, I don’t wanna participate in your game of manipulation

“Hey, Y/N! Wanna try for a kiss?” Liz’s preppy voice cut off your thoughts and you forced a smile. Walking up to her, you placed a strand of hair behind your ear, swallowing hard. 

“Hey, Liz.” You greeted, taking a look at the nicely decorated table with the jar. “Wow, looks great this year. Have you been here all day?” 

She nodded, giving you a beaming smile as she went on to talk about all the effort she and the others put into it. You couldn’t help but stare at the way her eyes lit up as she talked, which made you think of Peter’s eyes whenever he was excited. 

“Are you gonna compete? Defend your title as the reigning queen of Hershey’s?” The both of you giggled at the nickname she gave you, and after a deep sigh, you bit your lip and took the piece of paper Liz held out for you. 

Taking a close look at the jar of Hershey's you furrowed your brows as you tried to count them. Giving up after reaching 32 you shook your head lightly before scribbling down 68, adding a couple more thinking it couldn’t hurt. Handing back the pen and paper to Liz, she gave you a wink. 

“Good luck, Y/N. Oh, and don’t forget that the winner is revealed at 3:30.” You nodded and said goodbye to her thinking to yourself that you’d probably be well on your way to MJ’s by then. 

A sudden slam hit your body and almost made you lose your balance. A wave of rage boiled up in you and you swore to god that if the universe won’t stop putting you in situations like this, you’d lose all sense of hope. His warm eyes now had a worried and slightly scared look in them and you sighed heavily when you were once again face to face with them. 

“Oh my-my god, Y/N, shit, I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t, I wasn’t watching where I was going a-and suddenly you were there-“

Shut your damn mouth, you’re talking too loud

“It’s fine.” You averted your eyes and tried to push past him, but he caught you by your arm. 

“Hey, is everything okay with you Y/N..? You’ve been so off the entire day, actually a lot lately… Did I do something to upset you? Please t-tell me if I did something wrong because we all know I’m pretty clueless most of the time.”

“More like oblivious…” You muttered out, barely catching his attention. 

“W-what?”

You shook your head softly, dismissing his question. He kept his confused puppy eyes on you and eventually you dared to gaze up at them. Big mistake. 

“Y/N, you can talk to me, you know that. I-I know we maybe aren’t super tight friends. Y-yet! But, um, I’m totally here and up for, uh, for venting-“ He rambled on, worry lacing his stutters. 

You shook your head slowly, gaining solid eye contact with him. “I don’t, I don’t know how-” 

You sighed defeated, filling Peter with an unsettling feeling. His kind eyes bore into yours and you felt trapped in a corner. What the hell were you supposed to say? Confess? You opened and closed your mouth a couple times and pressed your eyes shut before giving him a sad smile. “I can’t.” 

Merely talking to him pained you. How could such a minor thing like having a crush make you feel like absolute garbage? You scurried away to the library only to see Ned sitting with MJ, making small talk. Slamming your book down as you sat next to MJ, you let your head fall to the table. 

“I am having a horrible day today. I feel like I’m being punished.” Your words were muffled by the book, but Ned’s sympathizing hand on your shoulder made you look up. 

Resting your chin on your hand, you managed to sit up just as Peter made his way into the room, cheeks pink and eyes bright. “I thought it would only be us two.” You hissed to MJ, to which she shrugged. 

And no one cares if you two made out

“Holy crap, guys, you won’t believe what just happened. I went up to Liz and we actually had a solid 5 minute conversation. She, a-and me!”

“That’s great, Peter!” Ned uttered excitedly. “Maybe you can ask her out later then?”

“I-I don’t know, may-maybe? I might talk to her as she reveals the Hershey’s winners. Tell her I’m really impressed with the set-up or something.”

You and MJ shared a slightly annoyed look before turning back to the boys. “Congrats, you actually had a conversation with a person. Color me impressed.” MJ muttered out in her normal manner.

Peter rolled his eyes before continuing to blabber on. You couldn’t help but feel sick hearing him talk so fondly of her and not you. 

“I’m gonna go home actually, I’m not feeling good. Sorry MJ but we’ll have to reschedule. Uh, good luck with Liz and everything, Peter. See ya, Ned.” With that you said goodbye to the trio, leaving them all pretty confounded. 

Making your way down the halls and to your locker as fast as you could, you practically ran to the nearest subway station. Locking your front door behind you, you went straight to your room, ignoring your dad’s confused question as to why you were home so early. He knew not to press you on the subject so he let you cool down for a while. Throwing yourself on your bed, you let out a whimper as you felt tears prick at your eyes as you lost track of time. Being too caught up in your thoughts and self-pity, you didn’t even hear the doorbell ring about 30 minutes later or the knock on your door. Suddenly a familiar figure creaked your door open and leaned against the frame. You caught glimpse of him in the corner of your eye and practically flew up into a sitting position. 

“Peter? What are you doing here?” You asked in utter confusion, furrowing your brows together.

He bit his lip gently as he took a step forward, revealing what he carried in his arms. The jar of Hershey’s. 

“Uh, we, both won. They called a tie.” His eyes flickered between you and the floor. His nervous stature almost made you feel nervous as well. 

“Oh, um. Well, thanks for coming here to tell me that. That’s very sweet of you.” He shrugged as you pursed your lips shut in the slightly awkward silence.

“Yeah, no, no problem at all. I-I was going to ask you if you wanted to share them o-over a movie or some-something?” Peter’s eyes met yours and you shook your head lightly, thinking you misheard him. 

“What?”

Peter’s cheeks instantly flushed, thinking you had rejected the offer. He scratched the back of his neck as he stuttered out a response. “W-we don’t have to, I-I just thoug-”

“No!” You exclaimed, a bit louder than you intended which took Peter by surprise as you got up on your feet. “No, of course Peter! I-I’d love that.” 

Putting some hair behind your ear, Peter offered you a shy smile. “G-great! Um, I-I’m free whenever really.”

Your smile grew as you took a few steps closer to him, taking the jar as he held it out to you. “Honestly, I thought you’d be busy, you know, taking Liz out or something...”

I’m sick of the kissing cult

Peter raised his brows momentarily before shaking his head. “Nah, she made it pretty clear that she was off limits, actually.” You gave him a confused look as he continued. “After revealing the winner, I went up to her to accept the prize and as we were chatting, some dude came and kissed her, so...” He shrugged and broke your eye contact.

“Oh, Peter, I’m so sorry... Well at least you have me as a back up.” Bumping your elbow on his arm in a jokingly matter, he looked up at you smiling.

“You’re not a back-up plan, Y/N.”

At a temporary loss for words, you chuckled as your heart fluttered. 

“I, uh, it would an honor to accompany the two-times reigning master actually. Celebrate our victory.” A hint of red creeped its way up Peter’s neck.

As a grin made its way to your lips, you took a small step closer, now seeing the small details of his beautiful brown eyes. “Can’t wait.”

[ok-anon]

How Did It End Up Like This? (”Mr. Brightside” Roger Taylor x Reader) Final Chapter

PLEASE REBLOG AND LEAVE COMMENTS, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT HELPS. ALSO REQUEST BOX IS OPEN

a/n: I’M SO SORRY FOR BEING ABSENT FOR SO LONG. ALSO I FEEL LIKE THIS ENDING IS TRASH, I JUST DIDN’T PLAN ON THIS BEING SUPER LONG. I AM THINKING ABOUT WRITING OTHER STUFF  (maybe a joe/deaky piece) AFTER THIS, LEMME KNOW WHAT Y’ALL THINK.

this is a submission for @yourealegendfred ‘s 3k songfic challenge (congrats love, you fricken deserve it) and i’ve worked for a bit on it. even if you’re not a Queen/Bohrap fan, maybe give it a shot? this fic could be for both universes. also THIS IS A SERIES and if y’all like it, let me know so I can continue it! thank you all so much, i love you all

pairing: roger taylor x reader

word count: 1.5k

Fuck who ever was banging on his door at this hour. They were seconds away from getting a drumstick jammed up their backside. Roger’s head throbbed as he pulled himself into a sitting position. Bleary eyes landed on the naked figure curled on the other side of his bed, and he scowled. One night stands never felt like a good idea in the morning. Tossing his legs over the edge of the mattress, he pulled on his abandoned briefs to regain his modesty before shuffling to the relentless pounding.

“Fuckin’ heard you the first time mate…” he groaned as he yanked the door open, only to feel his insides twist. 

There she stood, in her familiar professional wear and she looked breathtaking. Drinking in her appearance was halted instantly when Roger locked eyes with her fearful gaze. He then noticed the photos in her hands. They were pictures from last night, and the smirk that crossed his lips made her expression go aghast. But he couldn’t help it. They were delicious. Her wanton body moulded completely against his own as he gripped her like she was about to be tugged away. His grin left instantly when she shoved the thin film forcefully against his chest.

“What the hell do we do about this?” His hand clasped over hers that was pressing the offensive images against his skin.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.” His morning voice scratched his raw throat and he ached for a cup of tea in bed...preferably with her snuggled up beside him. But not right now, not when she was cross with him.

“John Reid...your manager, ran these by me this morning. Some prick took them last night and is threatening to release them to the press.” 

Roger wondered if it was incredibly rude that none of the words she was saying meant shit to him, because he was much more preoccupied with admiring the way her eyelashes fluttered as she blinked. His distraction was interrupted as she brushed past him into his room, her voice lessening in strength. 

“He’s demanding a fuck ton of money, Taylor. And he’ll probably hold on to the negatives, sell them after we’ve settled…all over a stupid...kiss...” Her eyes trained on the moving form tangled in sheets across the room as she trailed off. The oblivious third party slowly pulled on her garment from the night before. Painful silence filled the air as a short dress was dragged up long tan legs. After slipping into towering stilettos, she effortlessly waltzed across the floor to place an open mouthed kiss to Roger’s grimacing face.

“Don’t be a stranger…” she cooed, shooting a glance of indifference towards the other female before exiting. The drummer’s heartbeat mimicked that of his instrument as tension deafened the room. He opened his mouth, preparing to charm his way out of the situation.

“Drop it.” The woman standing across from him locked their gaze with fierce intensity. “Listen, I know that you are perfectly fine with acting upon impulses not considering their consequences, but while you’ll forget about last night, I have a boyfriend...a career! And now I’ll just be known as another one of your one night stands.” 

She gestured wildly towards the door which her example had just departed. She couldn’t continue to look at him partially out of disgust, but mainly out of the fear that she’d be met with the apathetic glare she had always seen Roger’s heartbroken girls receive. She had denied, no refused, her feelings for the drummer ever since he’d taken to giving her attention. She knew nothing good could come from falling in love with a rockstar who had a wandering eye. And although her job wasn’t under a strict contract, Reid banging on her hotel door that morning was evidence enough that fooling around was not acceptable. And protecting her heart. Dating Jonathan was safe. He was a promise of security and faithfulness, no matter how terribly dull he was. Roger was irresponsible. He was egotistical. He was temperamental...He was kissing her. When did he start kissing her? 

She was so enraptured in her racing thoughts she wasn’t coherent to the blonde’s fingers wrapping firmly around her wrist. Her lack of resistance made it effortless to tug her flush against his warm chest. Like magnets, his mouth found hers in a kiss very different than their first. 

They were sober, they were alone, and he had things to prove. That last night was something he was never going to forget. That her touch is the only one he ever wanted to feel. That he wanted to be stripping her dress off at the end of the night, not off some random fan. That nothing made him more sick to his stomach than imagining her being kissed, embraced, adored by some other man. And that he was so terribly sorry that it took his ardent jealousy to open his eyes. 

That he wanted her. 

His brows cinched tightly together as his palms flat against her back pressed her hopelessly closer. Her lips pulling away from his caused one of his hands to shoot up and clutch the side of her cheek, keeping her in place. Her breath washed over his chin in warm huffs as his eyelids trembled open. She still wasn’t looking at him, her gaze cast downward as she quietly drew in air.  

“...’m sorry...” his faint hearted tone caught the photographer off guard as her eyes locked on his. Their shade of blue could teach the sky a thing or two she thought, now that she was able to admire them at proximity. The calloused pad of his thumb separated a small lock of hair framing her face, allowing it to wrap around his worn skin.

“I...Jonathan-”

“Don’t say his name. I don’t want you to say his name.” Roger’s grip tightened ever so slightly, as if only the mention of the other male would rip her from his arms. His tongue darted across his lips anxiously before his jaw clenched tightly. All he could do was let his gaze dance across her face, swearing that every pore of her skin reminded him of a paint stroke in a masterpiece. He cursed himself for never taking the time before to count the beauty marks that flecked across her features.

Why was this so hard? 

He had millions of things he wanted to tell her, but none of the words crossing his mind were enough. He wanted her, obviously. In so many ways. But what could he offer for the most extraordinary woman. Someone who he foolishly never gave the time of day that she deserved. He wanted to promise her a relationship. With stability, faithfulness, and comfort. But as he stared into her eyes that held fire to mask vulnerability, it was obvious that was not who he was. Raw emotion mixed with a painful hangover made his voice discordant.  

“I’m not enough for you...but I could try.”

He didn’t know what else to say but the truth. She was worth it. Trying. The shaky breath she released was difficult to interpret, as his celeste eyes frantically searched her face. What didn’t settle right in his stomach was when she turned her head, her forehead wrinkling in strife.

“Roger…”

“I’m a fuck up. I can’t control my jealousy, and seeing him...doing everything I’ve wanted to do...I was a prick. I just want you to always be by me. Taking your gorgeous pictures. Taking the piss with the lads. Distracting me from the wings.”

Now Roger couldn’t stop talking. He was desperate, words spilling out at lightning speed. His calloused hands reached out for her, gripping her upper arms tenderly. When she stiffened under his touch, he realized it was over. He’d lost her, and all he could do was admit defeat.

“But what I want isn’t what you deserve. You deserve a bloke who will ask you out on proper dates, not drunkenly snog you in a seedy club. You deserve more than that. University graduates. Pressed trousers. Steady job. Not some arse of a drummer who thinks knob instead of his head.”

He allowed his calloused digits to drag down her skin, memorizing how she felt as it would be one of the first and last times he could ever do so. As the tips danced over her wrists, he began to pull away knowing that his embrace was far from wanted. That’s why when her fingers reached forwards to intertwine with his, his grip was limp from shock. His gaze travelled from their touch meet her surprisingly affectionate stare.

“Maybe what I deserve isn’t what I want.”

His jaw slack, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth in a minute grin.

“You-”

“Did you really need to have a diva fit to realize that in my eyes no one will ever replace you?”

Her teasing jest was all it took for him to tug her tightly against his chest with his hands encasing the sides her of her face. Roger had one more thing to prove. It was that there would never be another man who would take her breath away like he could.

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[haengbokjae-blog]

Day6 at Prom♡

A/N: okok so this is my first blurb/scenario post,, sorry if its a little messy but i tried my best to keep it organized to each member!!

all my friends and i are talking about prom right now, and thinking about it so much now only made me want to write about a magical night with day6!!

(disclaimer im sorry for the emojis theyre just hilarious to me gfskdkgj my humor is shit ok ty for reading bbye!!!)

word count: 1196

SUNGJIN

i think simplicity would suit sungjin the most out of anything, but that definitely doesn’t mean he can’t clean up well… i mean have you seen him sheeeeesh. but all in all, he’d wear a suit and tie (and tbh i really think his flowy, brown, middle parted hair would look so dreamy for a prom) ((i can really see him wearing a deep navy color with silver or gray accents)), and leave it to you to steal the show with a beautiful fit and flare dress (maybe a baby blue to compliment his navy suit!!), a stunning makeup look, and flowing hair to match it. as soon as he saw you i KNOW he’d literally lose his breath and just… deadass stare for a solid 3 minutes before snapping back to reality and just sputtering out how beautiful he thinks you look… wow he would literally be so whipped and affectionate towards you, calling you his angel… ouch my heart  yea so ik we joke ab it but sungjin is such a dad when it comes to dances like prom . gggggh  he doesn't quite like dancing so you kept him company throughout (people watching, talking, singing along to random songs, walking over to the dance circle to see jae and brian being literal asshats-) but oh heavens to betsy,, he would so pull you so so close, hold the small of your back, sway with you and sing sweetly to you when there was a slow dance. he would get so shy about it after tho ghdfgh prom would really highlight how masculine and genuinely chivalrous he is ...owie😔✊

JAE

tbh jae screams a classic hollywood beauty style. he would want to be in a black tux with a red rose to accent it, letting you wear a black dress (tbh any shape but maybe a halter or a-line top), red heels, bombshell curls and a striking yet classy red lip to coordinate it all perfectly. golden accents for sure, him with an 😤iCy GoLdEn WaTcH😤 and you with a golden nameplate necklace of either jae’s or your name (prolly his name bc . let’s face it, he’s lowkey about it, but hehehe he’s possessive and what better night to showcase that you’re his than tonight???) he would be showering you in compliments all night and keeping his hand locked with yours to show everyone what real beauty is (its you btw . you literally can't forget it bc he's constantly telling you so). okok he danced sO MUCH OH  MY GOFD ?? jae really is jyp’s #1 freestyler i-  yall got in the circle and did the stupidest crap, eventually you were too shy for it but jae was brave and TORE IT UP W YOUNGHYUN OKAY what a legend . but fr when things slowed down, he would let you rest your head on his shoulder or your forehead on his chin and he would make sure to press lots of little, soft, meaningful kisses to your forehead or cheek any chance he got. he wanted to take care of you all night and make sure the night was special and fun for you in every way possible

YOUNGHYUN

let’s get real, we know younghyun can be sweet and genuine, but for a night like this, he’s gonna want to go all out. sexy time!!!🤠 younghyun would just be drooling all night for you in a tight mermaid dress and a thick smokey eye look with statement lips to tie it all together. not to mention, he would be such a killer… no matter what color concept you go for, he’d pull it all together with a sly little smirk playing on his lips the whole night… plshelpmesomeonebrianistoomuchformypoorheart he would dance with you to any song you wanted, his hands on your hips to make sure everyone watching knew you were his ;)))) jesus im sw e  a  t t inh gfn but honestly when he wasn’t tearing up the floor with you or his friends, he would be chatting up with you, keeping you entertained, or when the slow song finally came on, he would pull you extremely close whispering little sweet nothings, making it feel extremely and perfectly intimate uwu

WONPIL

classy classy classyyy kim wonpil-ssiiiiiii👀.. ok like on god . wonpil SNAPS for prom. he would wear either a black/maroon turtleneck with a jacket/blazer (idk mens fashion shhh) ((with a silver/gold chain showing under the turtleneck bc … the taste this man has.. i-) or a fitted button up with suspenders and a bowtie. wonpil cleans UP and he would look so … handsome . holy shit im sweating  good lord save me you would wear a wine colored dress, maybe a high-low ?? (tbh any style would make his jaw DROP sis i KNOW) wonpil would sing every song with you and act up occasionally but would probably let you do most of the dancing bc he knew you had fun with it he was just scared to look like a complete fuckhead like jae and younghyun but… ok tea but wonpil really would like to dance in a silly way with you, like holding hands and just grooving along, he loved spending time without a care with you, it felt like the real world would melt away. slow dances would maybe take him a bit of courage initially because .. gaddam u just looked so pretty and he wasn’t sure how to go about it all, but once you showed comfort in slow dancing with him, it all melted away again, back to a lovely and romantic night

DOWOON

sweet little maknae dowoonie ohghdfgh he would wear a traditional suit and tie (which sounds simple in and of itself but ... good lord he looks mature dressed up like this and you really fell even harder for him showing a charming and handsome side that night), letting you steal the show with a majestic ballgown!! he would tell you all night how you looked like a real life princess, he was so honestly starstruck. he isn’t one for dancing, but seeing how happy it made you, he would do it all night long. with that being said, he was really shy to begin with, but seeing how you let go and laughed as you danced with him, he did too. and u mmm m uhh slow dancing was new territory to him .. like entirely new fghffg but because being so close to you made him a little nervous, he was sure to spin, lift and dip you every once and a while :’) at first you were surprised bc .. he did it all with such control, it surprised you, but you really enjoyed it, it felt like a real ball!! and he was sure to flirtatiously say “its only fitting for a princess” when you’d comment on it (where did this charm come from. im not mad i just wanna talk) he was also so conscious of how long your dress was, and helped you as you walked around greeting your friends, he was making sure you would never lose your footing or have someone accidentally step on your dress (heaven forbid his princess be inconvenienced in the slightest on her special night) and at the end of it all, you pressed a small kiss to his cheek and watched as the color rushed to his face, but he just chuckled and let a little confidence take him and he put his arm around you, holding you close to him :’))) hhgfh so so f t i love

[tamgerines]

KH3 First Impression and Complete Thoughts

BACKGROUND: i've played kh1, com, kh2, bbs, 2.8, and a bit of khux. i've watched coded and 3d on yt, so i know the story relatively well. this is an impression of my first playthrough. i did my run on standard mode and watched the secret ending on yt. i mostly did this for story, so this will have my initial impressions based on my run that will not cover extra content like the phone mini games and cooking.  my opinions are subjected to change if i ever do any later playthroughs. pls, feel free to disagree w/ me.

!!! WARNING: THERE WILL BE A LOT OF STORY SPOILERS!!!

AUDIO: 

Music: utada is queen!!! that opening song!!! also i kept noticing how lit the songs are in each world esp frozen???  and aqua's. worth a replay just for the soundtrack alone.

Voice Acting: everyone sounded great for the most part. sora’s va have certainly improved and sounds less strained. his vanitas voice has suffered significantly though lolololol. i think i read that someone called it a wannabe dark knight voice? the organization sounded incredible, w/ my fav being xemnas, marluxia, and larxene. the disney and pixar va’s are incredible w/ my fav probably being randall in monster’s inc. 

some ppl did not get vas like xaldin and laxeaus. and phil in hercules. which were all very disappointing bc in the scenes that they were in, they would just stand around woodenly, and it’s very noticeable. 

VISUALS: 

mostly a+. environments are beautiful. water and frost textures are amazing!!! you can really feel that waterga and blizzaga. fur textures in monster's inc. could use some work. little details like the sails moving in potc rly make the worlds come alive. this could be a me prob, but environments in certain worlds make it very hard to see map markers, treasure chests, and disney emblems (which are supposed to be hard to find, but still). mostly in tangled.

strangely enough, this is the only game where i prefer in game graphics to cgi. it's already highly expressive and there's something creepy and uncanny about the cgi esp in the final fight. and it's mostly bc sora's thin chapped lips throughout the entire game suddenly becomes full.

DESIGNS: 

i don't love everyone's outfit or sora's outfit changes in this game besides toy story. this is something i alrdy knew going in, but i've always felt like the outfits in kh1 and 2 rly suited each of the character's personalities. and this is not just destiny trio but even chars like roxas, the twilight town kids and the hollow bastion crew. the move towards a uniformed look makes no sense to me like is it to unify the key bearers as one force against the organization? i could understand why destiny trio was wearing plaid but why the twilight town kids also? by the end of the game, almost everyone was wearing black and it's just boring to me. like there's a right way to do uniform while retaining characters' individual looks, and that's the wayfinder trio in bbs. in this game, not so much.

an aside, but i'm sort of disappointed in the hud moving to 3d too. the 2d portraits have always been part of kh so it's kinda a bum to see it go away.

i don't love the lvl designs but it might also be due to a narrative and pacing issue that i'll expand on. any case, vertical maps are a challenge to figure out. i don't consider myself bad at directions but there are so many moments, esp in hercules and tangled where i would be like where the heck do i go next (and i have the map) only for me to look up and find a shotlock teleport point (and this isn't so much a thing that heightens the difficulty but a time waster).

lvls and bosses in previous kh games have always been known for their gimmicks and mechanics, but in this game particularly i found it to be more tedious? and this mostly applies to frozen: who the fuck designed frozen? who the fuck thought it's a good lvl design to have sora climb a mountain, get kick off it twice, and climb it again as good lvl design? who?

all the disney bosses started blending together for me bc they're literally all giant monsters and rly easy. i think the mistake here is the fact that the disney worlds are put back to back whereas in kh1/2/bbs you have the interruption of original worlds and an actually playable important parts to the main story, in this game all the important storyline in radiant garden are locked in cutscenes interspersed throughout the game between finishing disney worlds.

a lot of ppl might disagree w this, but i miss the cinematic reaction commands and limit attacks. we still have them but i find them to be on a much smaller scale in the form of drive finishers and situation commands, but i find them to be less imaginative in kh3 in order to be less """"disruptive""" to the gameplay. i've always found cinematics charming in previous games as a way to show sora interacting with his party members during combat. little things like beast putting a hand on sora's shoulder, aladdin leaning on him, or riku bumping his fist have a way of making the friendships he forms feel organic. outside of link commands/ summons, in this game, he........just throws a lot of ppl around or is thrown around?

GAMEPLAY:

already sort of went through parts of it in the previous section, but overall combat was smooth. i love how mobile sora is in this game. the improvement to his running speed and addition of all the mobile skills like dodge roll, super slide, flow motion, blizzard skating, etc. makes combat feel fast paced and juking so easy.

magic is super improved on ever since 2.8 and feels satisfying to use esp bc i feel like ur given a lot more mp now and with the ability to save the last of your mana for cure, it feels like you're not always budgeting your magic.

underwater combat was smoother than i expected.

it's a mistake putting almost all the commands on the triangle button. there's so much options you can do in combat and you'd mean to activate one thing, but then an attraction flow comes out and you just want to die. it gets a bit easier as i went on and got more used to the controls, but in general, i still think it's a mistake to not to have an ability or something to disable certain features like in kh2 fm.

gummy ships continue to be a thing. why. i don’t like how i have to turn the camera myself now ;;;. 

i'm not a speedrunner or anything, so i can't say too much else about fighting. the physical combos to me did feel like he was spinning a bit too much tho.

STORY: oh, fucking boy.

i'm not mad, i'm not disappointed, and i'm not even surprised. i already knew that post bbs, kh has already departed far from the franchise i loved as a kid and still today, at least story wise. but let's walk through it.

Disney Worlds: the disney worlds was literally a retelling of their movies. and unlike in kh2 and bbs, where visits to disney worlds were split into two parts, with the first part following the disney story and the second part being heavily tied to the main kh story and thus having original content, the disney worlds in kh3 only get one long visit. and the integration of kh into disney was just done so poorly. remember how kh villains used to kidnap princesses? remember how they used to actually conspire to take disney characters' hearts and turn them dark? remember, you know, when they were still evil and actually interfered with the worlds? in almost every world in kh3, an org member just comes says vague menacing things to sora, calls him stupid, and then leaves. yeah. and oh, maleficent and pete looks for a black box only to not find it, and leaves. AND THEY DON'T DO ANYTHING ELSE FOR THE REST OF THE GAME.

the pixar worlds + bh6 were the only ones with any actual new content and they feel so fresh. i esp loveeeeeeeed toy story omg. the script was so good, funny, and heartwarming. the pixar consultants should have helped kh all the way tbh.

like previous games, there's an attempt for each disney world to thematically tie into the main kh story. in this game, it was as heavy handed as ever, probably even more so. 

Original Worlds: onto the meat of kh, the main story was rushed up until the end. you have a slew of disney worlds, then bam, they slam you with all the human bosses and the important story stuff. 

the ‘awakening’ of roxas, xion, and ventus were very rushed. you literally have one moment they’re no there then two seconds of white screen and all of a sudden they’re there. 

there’s a shit ton of shoehorned character redemption arcs: vexen, demyx, saix, eraqus, xehanort, xemnas, ansem. all were done either offscreen or by some miracle, they reached an epiphany after sora beat his keyblade into their heads. 

the only death scene that i actually liked, that a lot of ppl complained about, was vanitas bc yes, although i thought his character had so much potential, it was at least a consistent and sympathetic death. bless him, born a villain die a villain. same with xemnas bc i loved his last speech. 

xehanort was a shitty villain through and through. no one understood his motivation; it’s like nomura took a page from thanos’ guide of how to write villains, gave him some stupid ass goal to have a keyblade war to restart the world, and then just have him...get everything he wanted? his estranged friend comes back in ghost form for whatever reason and is just like ok we’re cool man even tho u took my student and indirectly murdered me and then gets taken up to heart heaven, like O K. and like what’s the most frustrating is that it’s implied they’re keeping him as a villain??? bc fucking ymx is like ooohh imma just go back to my own time via time travel. it’s too late for u sora hurdur. 

and the younger members of the organization, the ones that we do know were in khux. we don’t get to know how they became nobodies and they don’t get a redemption??? really???  

you can tell they tried, TRIED, hard to give everyone closure. and they miserably failed to close plot points. they actually opened more. who the fuck is the unnamed girl in lea and isa’s storyline? why the fuck did you mention her if you were going to play the pronoun game and not name her??? what the fuck was in the black box??? why are they looking for it when no one know what’s in it??? why the fuck was repliku inside of riku the whole fucking time??? why have org members be norted if they can still have agency and choose to betray xehanort??? why the fuck was BOTH sora and riku in different worlds in the secret ending????? ? ? ? 

and tho i’m very glad that wayfinder and sea salt trios get their happy ending, the destiny trio had their characters assassinated. kairi was teased to become an independent character of her own and fight alongside sora, only to get shafted to become a damsel in distress, again, literally replaced by xion in one of the last battles, AND referred to as ‘motivation’ for sora by xehanort lol. sora, the guy who’s always going my friends are my power, ONLY grieves about losing kairi, accrediting all of his strength ONLY TO HER. riku, who spent the first game desperately trying to get kairi’s heart back, and who protected her from saix in the second, suddenly doesn’t give a shit about her and is just there as sora’s moral support. it’s so frustrating that nomura has the audacity to say that this series is primarily about friendship and then pull this shit lol. it’s transparent. 

CONCLUSION: 

i think for me, the quintessential kh trilogy has always been kh1, com, and kh2. as far as i’m concerned, the story should have ended there for destiny trio. and it’s like nomura said, how he feels more sympathetic towards villains now, i think nomura’s ideas have outgrown his main character. 

sora’s journey worked in 1, com, and 2 because he had an overarching goal to find kairi and riku and return home. not everyone has to understand heartless vs. nobodies or dark vs. light but at least, anyone can understand the desperation of saving your friends. when that framework is taken away, sora’s goals and motivations become unclear; he’s a kid and has little reason to be caught up in xehanort’s plans, the keyblade war, or the organization’s agendas. and his failure to grow with the increasing complexity of the plot, to investigate for himself the bigger picture or even come into a similar realization of his own darkness/ balance like riku, makes him unfit; he’s a reactionary character instead of an active one. that’s why this game, being experienced from his point of view, felt mostly like a catch up to speed for sora and a set up to nomura’s next big thing instead of a genuine ending.  i honestly don’t think nomura knows what to do with him and with kingdom hearts anymore. 

kh3 is a game wrapped in nostalgia and promised something bigger than it could fulfill. and aside from better graphics and improved gameplay, the story wasn’t worth the wait. 

[thechocoboos]

HC: Dying Your Hair (Ft. Cor)

Sidenote: I dye my hair dark blue and these were born out of me waiting for my damn dye to sit for two hours. Enjoy.

Noctis

He paid no mind the one time you mentioned you wanted to dye your hair, just shrugged it off and never gave it a second thought

When you came home with a small container of hair dye, he was a little concerned but once again shrugged it off

Now, when he saw you standing in the bathroom with a towel around your shoulders, vinyl gloves on, hair prelightened, and dipping a paint brush into the same container of hair dye from earlier, he found it a little difficult to simply shrug it off as he had done before

Instead, he blankly stared at you while you started to cover your hair with the funny smelling goop

After a minute of staring in confusion, he walked off (yes, he did so tall), spending no more than five minutes wondering about it

In the end, he was slightly surprised, but he thought it was damn cool

He also loved the fuck out of it, even tho he never said anything beyond “Yeah, it’s cool, I like it”

Behind your back, he would rub it in the other bro’s faces and talk about how awesome it was

It would make part of him want to dye his own hair for a solid 27 seconds before he dismissed the idea as too much effort

He pays for the rest of your hair dye btw and never says a word of it

Whenever there’s a big official, formal thing he has to go to, he’ll take you as his date and match his tie to your hair (he never says a word about it either)

And whenever you dye your hair a new color, it starts a new hair color trend in Insomnia

In case you were dyeing your hair before you guys were together/knew each other: he thought it was cool but didn’t care too much tbh, he just goes with the flow (although he sometimes thinks about it for a solid like five mins)

Prompto

The second you said you wanted to dye your hair, Prompto was bouncing in his seat and throwing colors at you faster than you could say “Ardyn’s a Fuckwad”

He would talk about it to the other bros nonstop, “omg guys, Y/N is dyeing their hair omg did i tell you that”

When you finally got around to doing it, he would insist on helping only to get hair dye everywhere (including on himself)

When he got hair dye in his own bangs by accident, you had to dismiss him with a kiss on his cheek and remind him that you love him but he has to wait outside

The dye stained his hair btw. You guys have matching hair now. Well, your hair and part of his at least

Sometimes, during training with Cor or Gladio, he’ll just gush about how cool you are and how much the color suits you

Cor kept trying to remind him to keep his head straight and finally had to dismiss sparring early cause Prompto nearly took his own head off

Gladio usually just yells at Prompto instead though and threatens to cut the accidentally-dyed part of Prompto’s hair off if he doesn’t focus (it works like a charm)

In summary, Prompto thinks it’s the coolest thing in the world and he loves you even more for it, also he’s probably more excited than you are

Sometimes he runs up to you with an eager, “Babe! Babe! BAbe!!!” only to show you cool hair colors and styles that he found (that he also wants you to do on your own hair, bless)

In the event that you were already dyeing your hair before you guys were a thing: he thinks it makes you the coolest person in the world and he excitedly asks you like 50 questions about dyeing hair (it is so fucking cute, god bless)

Oh, he loves watching you put dye in your hair btw

When he finds out that the bleaching process is a lil bit painful, he actually started begging for you to stop doing it (it was super heartwarming but a tad bit annoying)

Gladio

He didn’t think you’d actually dye your hair, but he didn’t care too much in the first place

But when you actually do it…

He thinks it’s the hottest thing ever

Like, he loved you to begin with of course, and he thought you were wonderfully hot and gorgeous but, you dying your hair was like a new pokemon evolution

He didn’t think you could get hotter, then you dyed your hair

He likes to run his hands through the unnatural colored strands of hair

I will tell you one thing: it’s a good thing the chemical smell wears off tho, ‘cause he fucking hates it

He once said it smelled like it could give you cancer

Much like Noctis, he loves it more than he realized he would and silently prays that you’ll keep dyeing it

When he told Iris, she actually started to help you dye your hair (it was so much easier when she started helping too, bless)

Sometimes, you’d find him zoned out and just staring at your hair in the evenings with an odd look on his face

It was pretty cute, so you never said anything

He’d also give you nicknames on the colors that you’d use

My personal favorites are, “Spitfire” for that bright red you used, “Lemon” for the one time you were blonde for a week, and “Ariel” for that mermaid blue he loved so much

And if you dyed your hair regularly before you guys even met: your hair stuck out to him for a solid second before he got used to it and treated you the exact same as anyone else, and yes, he did think it was hot

Also, sometimes he goes with you when you go to get your roots redone, and when he realizes that the bleach actually stings (and makes your eyes burn a lil bit), he’s lowkey horrified but impressed

Ignis

You mentioned it in passing, which made him a tad bit concerned

When you actually went out to purchase the dye and started looking for someone to lighten your hair first, he realized you were gonna go through with it

He respected your desire to dye your hair, but he didn’t agree with it (he thought it was too unprofessional)

Still tho, he loved and respected you, and as a result, he didn’t want you to do something you’d regret or damage your hair in any way

So, of course, he looked into it

He did research on brands, salons, coloring styles, which colors last longer, etc

Basically, you didn’t have to lift a finger

Hell, when you decided to put the legit dye in at home, he pulled on a pair of gloves and an apron, sat you down in a chair, and applied the dye himself (he did a fantastic job btw)

He made himself your personal hair colorer, and hot damn he was good (plus whenever he rinsed the dye out, he gave you a mini scalp massage so that alone made it the best thing ever)

Just like the others, he realized he really fuckin liked your new hair color. Then again, it’s Iggy, so he’d probs like your new hair if you shaved it all off, just ‘cause he loved every you look you get

He made sure to give you deep conditioning treatments and such so the bleach didn’t ruin your hair completely, and whenever your hair dye started fading, he would jump right on redyeing it

The man took better care of your hair than his own, hell, he even loved to just brush it and run his fingers through the newly dyed locks (his newfound obsession with your hair was surprising to everyone, including himself)

And if you were dyeing your hair before you guys met: when he first met you, he thought it was odd and he had some questions, so as you guys got to know each other he would politely ask questions about your hair (not before doing a lot of research tho)

Bonus! Cor

He brushed off your comment when you talked about dyeing your hair cause… to put it bluntly, Cor doesn’t care much. He’s a firm believer of “your life, your decisions”

Still, he is curious

He wondered what made you want to dye your hair, and he wondered what color 

Still, his life doesn’t have surprises too often, so he doesn’t ask about the color (your relationship with him was probably the first surprise he’d had in years)

So imagine his surprise when he comes home after a long day only to see you with bright, light blue hair

You claimed it was to match his eyes (it was btw. Partly cause you couldn’t decide on a color, but he doesn’t need to know that)

It made him blush a lil bit (he loves it btw)

He didn’t think someone changing their hair color would be a big deal, but to him it kinda was, just ‘cause he’s Cor, and for the most part, his life is pretty static at his age

But honestly, the only way you could tell he even noticed was the very slight widening of his eyes and the dumb, cute smile he wore when he walked past you

The day after, he totally tells Clarus alllll about it

The next day, the recruits he’s training are lucky, ‘cause you bet your ass he’s gonna be thinking about you and your new hair the entire time, so he’s just a bit lax on them

I will tell you tho, he’s slightly annoyed at the blue strands of hair that start popping up

Like before, he could ignore your strands of hair that appear around the apartment, but now, they’re bright blue and impossible to ignore

He still loves you tho, and your new hair

At night when you guys are going to sleep, he likes to stare at your bright blue hair in the dark and just think about how much he loves you

Whenever he has some free time in his office, he likes to think about what you would look like with different hair dyes  (he doesn’t get very much free time tho)

Even when you switch your hair dye colors, you always keep one section of your hair that same, bright, light blue, just so you can match his eyes (the first time you did that, he almost cried)

It makes him smile every time he looks at it and he can’t help but give you a soft, loving kiss as he reminds himself of how lucky he is to have a SO who’s that precious and loving

[mysunfreckle]

Bahorel’s Laughing Mistress

Modern AU, Courfeyrac, Bahorel, Feuilly and the laughing mistress, 1.7k

I’m not sure if this counts for Feuilly Week, I’ll leave that up to the mod, but I really wanted to introduce my take on the laughing mistress and Feuilly is really important for that!

“So what do you think?” Bahorel asks.

Courfeyrac swipes back and forth between the two pictures. Each shows a pair of incredibly loud trousers. “The second one,” he says decidedly. “Definitely.” He bites the inside of his cheek. “But the first one would go really well with your red shoes,” he ponders.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Bahorel grins. “So I bought them both.”

“What did you ask me for then?” Courfeyrac huffs, waving the phone at Bahorel in pretended annoyance. His thumb slips and the next picture slides into view. Courfeyrac stares at it. It’s a selfie of Bahorel and a girl with a ponytail that seems to be trying to bite his ear. Something like that happening is not in itself particularly unusual, but Bahorel keeping a picture like this on his phone is.

“What?” Bahorel asks.

Courfeyrac turns the screen towards him. “Who is that?” he asks, brown eyes fixed on Bahorel with intense suspicion.

A smirk twitches across Bahorel’s face. “Looks like me,” he says.

Courfeyrac narrows his eyes at him. “Bahorel,” he says, puffing up with indignation. “Are you seeing someone and hiding it from us?”

“What do you mean hiding?” Bahorel grins.

Courfeyrac lets out an affronted gasp and scowls at Bahorel’s shit-eating grin. “I don’t believe you.”

With a smirk Bahorel takes back his phone and texts Grantaire: “Do I have a girlfriend?”

“You told Grantaire before me?” Courfeyrac cries, actually offended now.

Bahorel’s phone pings.

R: Yeah you fucking do and you’re both banned from my car

Courfeyrac makes a series of noises that kind of remind Bahorel of an offended hen. This is even funnier than he thought it would be. Definitely worth being secretive over. “Still not convinced?” he quips and he sends another message.

Baz: ?

Feuilly: ?

Baz: Do I have a girlfriend?

Instead of an answer Feuilly sends back a picture. Courfeyrac snatched the phone from Bahorel’s hand to look at it. It’s a rather crooked selfie, showing both Feuilly and the mystery girl sprawled out on Bahorel’s couch. It’s definitely the same girl. Same high ponytail, suntanned skin, bright eyes and blonde hair. Except there is a blue streak in it now.

“That’s new,” Bahorel says helpfully. “She won a bet.”

“Don’t you mean lost?” Courfeyrac frowns.

“No,” Bahorel grins.

Courfeyrac looks from the picture to Bahorel and back again. The look on his face is hovering between excited friend and wounded princess. “I wouldn’t have told the others if you wouldn’t have wanted me to,” he grumbles softly after a conflicted silence. “I can keep a secret you know, when I try.”

The grin on Bahorel’s face was already fond, it softens a little more now. He holds out his hand for his phone.

Courfeyrac gives it to him.

“Her name’s Risa,” he says, pulling up another chat.

“Your girlfriend doesn’t have a name in your phone,” Courfeyrac says disapprovingly, looking at the screen past his hands.

“She named her own contact, don’t look at me,” Bahorel grins and he sends a couple of messages until there is a reply.

Baz: ?

Baz: Risa

Baz: !

Baz: Risa

😜❤: No 💋

Baz: Habibi ❤

😜❤: No 💋💋💋

Baz: Courf wants to say hi.

😜❤: Hi courf  😄

Baz: BETRAYAL

😜❤: Courf sounds a lot like baz

Courfeyrac beams at Bahorel, who leans back with a grin and surrenders his phone. Courfeyrac excitedly types back:

Baz: Hi! This is Courf!

😜❤: Hi 😉 Baz behaving himself?

Baz: No, he never told me about you!

😜❤: Scandalous. I know who you are tho 😊

Baz: Well that’s something

Bahorel watches Courf type away and smiles. He didn’t tell Courfeyrac about Risa because he knew it would be funny, but also because he wanted to be sure first. She had met Feuilly pretty much right away, of course, and not telling Grantaire hadn’t been an option, but he had liked keeping this to himself for a while. He hadn’t dated anyone seriously in a long time. Serious wasn’t really his thing. Bahorel could practically hear Feuilly argue with him in his head as soon as he thought that. He was serious. He was serious about lots of things. He just wanted them to also be fun. Risa was fun.

Beside him Courfeyrac snorts and Bahorel glances at the screen.

Baz: Why are you banned from R’s car?

😜❤: Cause I stole his keys

Baz: Why??

Baz: Did you take the car?

😜❤: No! We just needed to borrow it for a sec

😜❤: Or 10 minutes

😜❤: R can’t take a joke

😜❤: You know his car has a name

Baz: It’s his baby

😜❤: He’s the baby

😜❤: We both kept our clothes on

Baz: Omg 😂

😜❤: 😜

😜❤: Commercial breaks over

😜❤: Feu says hi!

Baz: Hi Feuilly! And bye Risa!

😜❤: Bye courf 😄

Courfeyrac hands the phone back to Bahorel and he’s pleased to see his friend’s face is it’s usually sunny shade again.

“She sounds fun!” Courfeyrac beams.

“I know,” Bahorel smirks. “That's why I asked her out.”

“Where’d you meet her?” he asks eagerly.

“Gym,” he replies.

“I knew it!” Courfeyrac grins. “So that’s how Grantaire knows her.”

“Hm,” Bahorel chuckles.

“I’m still hurt though,” Courfeyrac warns. “Hurt and appalled at your secrecy.”

“Damn,” Bahorel says, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m guessing you’re going to be even more upset about the baby then, hm?”

There’s a single heartbeat of shocked silence before Courfeyrac gives him a shove and Bahorel’s laugh rumbles loudly through Courfeyrac’s apartment.

.

By the time Bahorel is allowed to leave, Courfeyrac has managed to drag most of the information there is to give about him and Risa out of him. Bahorel swings by his favourite bakery on his way home, but it’s the only thing he stops for. Home has a lot to offer today.

He smirks when he finds Feuilly and Risa still on the couch when he comes home. They are dozing in front of the TV. Feuilly’s feet are resting on a crate and Risa is sprawled out across the couch with her legs resting across his lap. She’s tall and broad enough to take up nearly all of the couch that way. “Well, you’ve clearly had a productive afternoon,” Bahorel teases.

“The eternal student can shut his face,” Risa informs him. “I have just had ten hours on a tour bus and Feu-” She gives Feuilly a tap with one of her feet. “-doesn’t have enough down time as it is!”

“Forgiveness,” Bahorel begs with a grin and he holds out the bag of pastries.

“Sugar,” Feuilly smiles drowsily and he makes a grab for the bag.

Bahorel hands it to him and makes eyes at Risa.

She pretends to take some time to make up her mind before she sits up so Bahorel can sit down on the other end of the couch. When he has, she lets her muscles relax again and flops back down, her head landing in his lap.

Bahorel smiles and pushes the blue lock of hair in front of her eyes. She blows at it and pulls a face at him.

“Courf changed the name of the group chat,” Feuilly informs Bahorel.

“To what?” he asks, too lazy to take out his own phone.

“Bahorelisasneak,” Feuilly chuckles.

“That’s fair,” Bahorel grins.

“Does that mean I’m finally going to be introduced?” Risa asks merrily.

“I don’t think you’ll be able to avoid it,” Bahorel chuckles. He makes eye contact with Feuilly, who looks up from where he’s fishing sticky baked goods from the paper bag. “I told Courf he could tell.”

Feuilly smiles approvingly at him. “About time,” he hums.

Risa looks up at Bahorel happily. “Well, my next tour leaves in two weeks,” she reminds him. “Until then I have time to meet all your friends.”

“Hey now,” Bahorel protests. “You’ve only just come back! The others can wait.”

Risa hums and holds out her hand to Feuilly, who puts a sugar powdered cookie in it. Bahorel nonchalantly stretches his arms out along the back of the couch, but before he can even make a grab for the cookie Risa has caught his wrist with her free hand and is wrestling it down.

“Nice try, thief!” she crows, stuffing the cookie into her mouth. As soon as she’s got both her arms free she pushes herself up and tries to wrap and arm around Bahorel’s neck, but he knows better than to let her put him in a headlock and fights back. It still delights him that he can actually fight back without fear of hurting her. He’s too used to inflicting accidental injuries.

“Nothing much on tv,” Feuilly says, completely unfazed by the small wrestling match taking place partly on his lap.

“There’s never anything on tv,” Risa points out, mouth full of crumbs and sugar. “That’s a given.” She releases Bahorel from her grip and he makes a show of kissing the powdered sugar off her fingers.

“We don’t need tv,” he says wisely. “That’s what treasured box sets are for.”

“Leverage or That’s 70’s Show?” Feuilly asks with a grin.

“Leverage,” Risa says decidedly and she rolls off both their laps and gets to her feet, drawing herself up to her full height.

Bahorel grins up at her. If he had been Grantaire, he would have quoted something about amazons.

“You guys decide which episode,” Risa says cheerfully, walking across the room to fetch the box set. “As long as Elliot’s in it I’m happy.”

“Oh I see how it is,” Bahorel says, trying for his best wounded expression.

“Hey,” Risa grins. “I’m a simple woman. I like my company charming and strong enough to knock out three people in under five seconds.”

She tosses the box set to Feuilly and Bahorel grabs for it as well, scooting over to catch it.

Risa jumps over the back of the couch and sits down on Bahorel’s other side with a bounce. She puts an arm around him. “Oh look, I found one.” She grins at Feuilly. “Or two.”

“Or three,” Bahorel chuckles and he pulls her closer.

Risa laughs and wraps her arms around his neck, in a non-strangely way this time.

Feuilly hides his grin and holds up a disc. "The Stork Job? Or do I need to go for a walk or something?"

Risa laughs again and this time so do Bahorel and Feuilly. Her laugh is infectious.

“Leverage first, walks later.”

[hhemeraa-a]

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Send ★ for a bunch of random headcanons between our muses!

Troy doesn’t dislike Asmo, but there’s something about him that puts him off, like a dog that never growls until the old lady next door passes by and you wonder wtf that old lady did to deserve that but you never end up putting a reason behind it. 

Even after Asmo’s whole thing with the ‘looking like Nicholas’, Troy will likely have a deep distain for Asmo, tho won’t be able to keep away which will eat away at him until it turns into something ugly. But grief tends to do that. 

Troy, under the assumption Asmo has not boinked Troy in this verse, will not approve of Asmo for Myles, though he will not say it if Myles ever bothers to bring Asmo around him which…

Myles will likely never want to bring Asmo around Troy – or rather, he won’t ever think to do so and if or when it ever happens, something in his stomach will probably knot and he won’t know why. Troy is his special someone and Asmo has a habit of breaking things he likes. 

Asmo!! And!!! Myles!!! Finally!!! almost patched things up. It was a long time coming but Asmo finally said he was sorry and Myles is finally on the path to healing. Considering all the work we put into it, I think it would still take a long time before Myles was back into the whole ‘sure we can do the diddle again’. 

Myles will take the charm from William, keep it locked away some where, and he will tell Asmo that he has it (not where it is because it wouldn’t be in the apartment), but not use it. He’ll think it’s only fair to let him know he has it. I can’t imagine Asmo will take this well. 

I think it’ll take a loooong time before Myles is okay having sex with Asmo again… but it’ll be worth the wait when they finally manage to do it……

….unless the first time they manage to do it is when Asmo goes into heat and Myles dies. In which case, that’s a win win if Myles comes back as a demon or a God which – at this point is a complete toss up. 

IF we go down that route, they are going to do some nasty stuff afterwards, like Asmo will have a day to remember for his lifetime. uwu Though it’ll take Myles getting over the fact he can’t kill himself so that’ll be a thing. 

Even if Myles doesn’t die, the things he has and will say to Asmo, the things he’ll want to do or actually do, will really twist his head space because of how incredibly out of control he’ll feel.  In one hand, he’ll feel incredibly close to Asmo and use him as a crutch for emotional support after. In the other, he’ll be broken and it’ll be a time in which his brain will be trying to build up its walls again and Asmo will be at the forefront of his puppy like loyalty.

Myles loves Asmo, but the journey his emotions have taken him on in regards to it, leave him half resenting it and half depending on it. It’s an unhealthy anchor but he can’t let it go. He is very human in this regard and will try his best to not care about the past (Asmo’s), but each secret he finds out bit by bit will hurt him more and more. If/When he turns into something else, he’ll…. probably??? get over it, but not in a way that anyone will like.

I still really like the talk we had about the two of them in the mountain lake with Asmo in the little raft scared to death and Myles swimming along side him and no one can tell me that’s not cute. 

I THINK after the heat, after the death, after coming back from the dead and the chaos that will likely ensue, Asmo and Myles will sit very tiredly on his couch and relish in the silence for a while because in that moment they’ll both just feel incredibly… normal. 

[rvinsounds]

— like this in which jess needs a reason to write lots of fluffy things SO ANNUAL SKI TRIP IT IS. WOOHOOOOO. 

a/n: this is such a future fic honestly. takes place in like 2019? 2018?? keep in mind i would’ve graduated in 2012 so ara/chanuk/seungyeon would’ve graduated 2013? so mei and sina are married? probably since april of the year? i made a rough timeline but idk LMAO THIS IS AN AU UNIVERSE LEAVE ME ALONE FAM

bg info on the ski lodge tho. basically it’s the same/similar one from this fic (there’s smut if you wanna read, just a head’s up!), it’s somewhere in the states, a ski lodge for wizards and witches, there’s hot springs that run on a magical fault line, plus a bar, and dining room/dinner area? also the mina section is based off of this AY -- BUT YEAH OKAY ON TO THE FIC 

it’s a tradition now, since the first time they had done it in 2014 and then again the year after, and once again every year since that. it had been a chain of portkeys up to the ski lodge, as they had all, once again, decided against taking an airplane and then a taxi. mostly, it was the purebloods who were still a bit wary about muggle transportation, especially across an ocean. a chain of portkeys was easier to manage and much quicker. 

they arrive in separate groups -- megan and sinhwa and nadine and minseok, the older pairs heading into the lodge first to get all the rooms and keys sorted. 

“everyone is paired up right?” megan asks, turning to nadine who’s distracted by minseok, who’s distracted by the blue bubbles floating out of the deer head on the wall. the older girl, by only four days as she constantly reminds everyone, glances over after realizing that she’s being spoken to. 

“you and sina, me and minseok, jess and saebom, ara and chanuk? seungyeon and daeun ... euncheol and whoever he’s bringing on this trip? did you hear he and his last girlfriend broke up after the last trip?” nadine scrunches up her nose, shaking her head as her gaze falls on her fiance and sinhwa trying to pop the bubbles. “sucks. i liked her.” she counts on her fingers again, before nodding. “five rooms!” 

they pause once they’ve told the witch behind the check in counter, hearing familiar voices and they grin as the rest of the group trickle in. jess is trying to dust snow off of saebom’s jacket whilst simultaneously unwrapping her scarf, chanuk looks extra round with his earmuffs on his head as he rubs arazely’s hands in his own, euncheol is busy brushing snow from out of his girlfriend’s hair and seungyeon rushes over to greet them, waving, his eyes bright. 

“sorry, we almost missed the last portkey because it was buried under snow and we couldn’t find it,” he’s breathless, but he’s still smiling widely. 

megan just smiles, reaching over to ruffle his hair, like old times. since they had all graduated university and had somewhat gotten real jobs, it was harder to find time to spend all together nowadays. so this was a special time for them all, especially during the busy holiday season, it was nice to get away and catch up with old friends. “help me hand out the room keys?” she asks, smiling as she hands half of them to the (younger) former ravenclaw. seungyeon nods, grinning before he heads out to help her do what she had asked of him. 

when all the keys are handed out, megan grins and she glances around at everyone else before clapping her hands together. “okay, let’s meet back up in an hour for dinner? we can unpack and relax for a bit beforehand.” 

there’s a loud “woohoo!” from the back corner, and everyone laughs, dispersing either to the dining room to grab snacks or to the elevator or stairs to head up to their respective rooms -- they had booked out a section on the fifth floor so everyone was close but still had their separate rooms -- let their sixth annual ski trip begin!

-- 

the first thing they had done when they had reached their room was change into clean clothes. the second thing they had done was fall into bed, the lure of the crisp sheets too much for either of them and that was where they were, still, an hour later. though the entire group doesn’t usually eat dinner together the entire trip, they always do for the first night there. 

which is why megan is a bit miffed that nadine and minseok haven’t shown up yet and it’s been almost ten minutes since the time they had set to meet up with everyone. so she does what she does best, and goes to find them. instead of knocking on their door, she literally just apparates into their bedroom -- considering the door is unlocked (probably on accident, probably nadine’s fault) the anti-apparition-into-rooms charm is ineffective and she literally appears with a loud CRACK! at the foot of their bed. 

there’s a muffled yell, nadine covering her face with her arms, minseok glancing up at the sound and he has the decency to look sheepish after checking the time. “nadine, babe, we’re late for dinner,” megan hears him murmur, and she can’t help but grin to herself. 

(she’s so happy for them.) 

but she’s also annoyed at the moment. “guys, the dining room is serving dinner in ten minutes. arazely had to stop chanuk from coming up here to yell at you guys for being late,” she says, her tone all official like the one that she usually uses to read the announcements at her little school, slipping into it automatically though she has to hide a smile, her hand resting gently on her stomach. 

“honestly, you guys can cuddle and do all you want but if you miss dinner, don’t come complaining to me that you’re hungry and have to order room service,” she continues, eyeing her friends and megan can’t help but shake her head after. “make sure you lock the door too, by the way, that’s how i apparated in here without you guys having to allow me to,” she adds after another moment, watching the two former gryffindors lowly sit up, begrudgingly, at the truth behind her words. 

“also nadine, jess wants to go to the bar after and she refuses to go unless you do because she for some reason needs a wing woman -- i think she said that to make saebom jealous, but that’s besides the point. everyone is waiting downstairs, so please hurry.” 

and she smiles, waving and leaving through the door this time, making sure to lock it behind her on the way out. 

--  

they manage to, somehow, get a vip lounge to themselves in the connected club that was a part of the ski lodge as well. 

(they’re pretty sure it has something to do with saebom and minseok being with them.) 

nadine and jess have disappeared for a while now, but no one is too worried -- the two of them tended to disappear to go and dance and flirt with cute boys and return once they were tired and wanted real attention from their real boyfriends. but this time when they returned, they were both grinning almost too happily, cheeks flushed from dancing and from all the alcohol they had taken in. 

it’s obvious how drunk they are when both of them literally drape themselves over their boyfriends, though said boys definitely aren’t complaining. 

“we just got this for free -- let’s do shots!” jess grins, holding up a three-quarter full bottle of what looks like vodka, nadine producing shot glasses out of nowhere and placing them onto the table between everyone. chanuk shakes his head in amusement, looking like he might protest, but he’s the first to start setting out the shot glasses so someone can pour. 

sinhwa, on the other hand, seems to have paled slightly. he’s staring at the bottle in jess’ hand, chewing on his bottom lip, his arm around his wife. megan is laughing, too amused that nadine had completely plopped herself into minseok’s lap and was simultaneously trying to get comfortable while also yelling at chanuk to hurry the fuck up. no one notices the tension until it’s too late, the bottle in jess’ hand shattering with a loud splintering noise and spraying everyone around her with vodka. 

it practically rains vodka, or whatever alcohol it is, on saebom and jess, and nadine and minseok who are next to them, and a startled euncheol. who wasn’t paying attention at all, distracted by his girlfriend. 

there’s a pause as everyone processes what had happened, sinhwa looking as surprised as everyone feels, before -- 

“what the flying fuck --” 

“that was a 40 dollar bottle of quality vodka --” 

“we know you don’t like vodka but the rest of us people would like to enjoy free alcohol, thank you very much.” 

“YAH. KANG SINA. I WILL FUCKING END YOU --” 

“merlin, stop fighting everyone,” saebom interjects, tugging his girlfriend towards him with an arm around her waist and she flails against his hold before ultimately giving up, huffing to herself as she also settles herself down in his lap. though, that doesn’t do much and she glances up and eyes the male. 

“i will still fucking end you,” she says seriously, almost seriously enough that it’s almost believable that she might not be as drunk as she seemed a few moments ago. “but not until the baby is born.” 

the silence in the room is deafening -- ignoring the pounding music outside of the room -- everyone between jess and sinhwa as the male splutters in his surprise before megan slaps him on the shoulder. “i told you you were being too obvious!” 

the gasp from jess is audible, before she grins and nadine immediately reaches up to high five her. they miss the first one, but the resounding smack of their connecting palms is as satisfying as it is painful. 

“i fucking told you!” 

“i can’t believe we were right!” 

“i can’t believe you didn’t tell us --” 

at that last outburst, both megan and sinhwa look sheepish. they exchange a glance before megan shakes her head slightly, her hand going to rest on her stomach, just a further confirmation of what had just been revealed. “we were planning to tell you guys on this trip, honestly, but we all sort of got caught up in everything.”

with the combined glares of half the people in the room, sinhwa apologizes profusely, though he keeps a protective hand around megan’s shoulders the entire time and a bright, proud smile on his face. everyone is quiet for a moment, the only sound the pounding music outside of their private room, until saebom quietly flicks his wand to clean up the mess and dry everyone off. 

nadine just sighs, fond, glancing at the row of empty shot glasses on the table, forlornly.

“you’re getting us a new bottle of vodka.” 

--

the ski lodge is well-known for their hot springs, considering these ones are apparently on a magical fault line and have some restorative powers or whatever, and that’s where everyone heads once dinner is finished. it doesn’t take long for everyone to change into their swimwear and trudge down to the large glass doors that lead out to the hot springs, deciding to spend it all together since it’s the last night.

the heat from the hot springs combat nicely with the crisp winter air, and it doesn’t even feel that old to be stepping outside in nothing but their swimsuits. 

though, it’s still a relief to slide into the hot water, everyone sidled up to their respective significant others as they take in the hot water and cool night air. “beer?” minseok asks, having brought a charmed cooler along and there’s a cheer that goes up as he starts passing chilled bottles out. 

“cheers to our annual ski trip!” jess calls out in the middle of a heated conversation about brooms -- interrupting minseok and saebom as they debate with seungyeon over which was the best out of the newer models -- stealing saebom’s bottle from him to toast it, raising the half finished bottle into the air. there’s a loud chorus of everyone toasting each other, clinking bottles together. 

seungyeon toasts the newest model of starsweeper with a sideway glance at saebom and minseok, both of whom just laugh and shake their heads in amusement, never willing to fight with their maknae despite being the professional quidditch players of the group. 

chanuk toasts arazely’s heart, thanking her quietly for everything she’s given him in his life, grinning as he ends it with a loud “WOOHOO!” which brings laughter to the group, as all the boys try to out-cheese each other, resulting in jess trying to dunk saebom underwater when he says something, in her words, “utterly disgusting.” 

arazely toasts their friendship, giving a short yet heartwarming speech on why everyone was a blessing in their group and reducing half of them to tears. nadine subtly wipes her eyes before she stands, holding out her beer to megan, who’s holding a soda. 

“cheers to your future son or daughter meg,” she grins, tilting the bottle slightly before lifting it into the air, and they all cheer again before attempting to chug the whole thing (and failing). “may the next ski trip be a family one!” 

they laugh, everyone all too amused at her failed attempt at chugging, once again, as they relax under the stars. 

megan glances around at her friends, feeling very, very content with how things have worked out for everyone. she eyes the rest of the couples, glad that everyone had paired up rather successfully even though most of them hadn’t tied the knot yet. it was only a matter of time, she was sure. 

“wanna bet nadine and minseok get married next?” 

“you wish.”