#ugh it could’ve been so much better fr

[petruchio]

another alternate ttpd title thought: retrograde

[serafilms]

thoughts on pjo series so far after episode 6:

(spoilers for ep 6 ahead!! minor spoilers for the books too but nothing much about the plot)

acting SLAYS. slays. i almost teared up like 3 times bc of percabeth in ep 4/5 ALONE. and sally!! and grover!!!! luke and clarisse too ugh!!!!

special effects SLAYYYY. the monsters look really good and just as i imagined, I’ll give them that.

sets and locations are also very accurately pictured and the vibes brought out are just like the book!

script sucks. the writing is soooo awkward most of the time and the conversation just does not flow well. it’s too serious and boring half the time and i can’t keep relying on the actor’s tones even if they’re doing well as child actors.

soooo much exposition in every single conversation my head is spinning. like i feel like there were better ways to contextualise info from the book?

i saw someone say this show could’ve been approached with a fleabag ish narration and while that sort of would be a bit unorthodox i feel like that or just having walker narrate over the top sometimes would’ve been a good way to nod to the books. it’s difficult to bring a first person series alive when the narrator has so much personality and stuff to say that affects descriptions and how we see it, but i think it could’ve been possible.

music is clunky sometimes in that like why r the vibes so heavy for nothing…. like when they were talking in the animal truck and when they were driving the taxi etc.

no action. like i don’t need it to be pumping out adrenaline all the time but they have fr barely done anything i’m sorry 😰 book trio would’ve ate them alive.

cutting grover out at the waterpark likeeee??? yeah maybe him w ares was important but also it was not. they could’ve gotten that info any other time without making him stay w ares.

lacking explanation where it matters. like the eeriness of the lotus casino and why there are people from all different eras. and their RESOURCES like they aren’t explaining where their money and clothes and stuff are like these kids are surviving off one backpack?? it reminds me of in a wrinkle in time (2018) how the kid’s shirt changes like every 10 minutes and it’s just never acknowledged.

speaking of the lotus casino it’s just so like… bland. they’re cutting out the best parts of the story. percy fighting the chimera was so underwhelming and the bus scene too!!! and the lotus casino like yeah ok let’s not promote drugs i guess but they could have and SHOULD have had fun. why did they waste that time on cgi for the roller coaster in the casino at all?? it wasn’t sinister enough bc the whole vibe of the show is just serious so there’s no contrast between them thinking they’ve found paradise and realising there’s something wrong. captured the vibe of the show tbh: they plateau along the middle line of fun and serious business instead of playing with it like the book does.

feels like the character relationships r poorly drawn out. i’ve already forgotten about the weak attempt to build a percy-luke friendship. and annabeth not letting grover talk to hermes in the casino felt badly explained. plus grover’s whole backstory?? why r we straying so far from how the books explained him like they’re separating him a bit toooo much from the others.

generally just too many plot changes like as much as there is good in this show there is also bad and we stray further and further from the plot every single episode (the SOLSTICE WHAT HAPPENED TO THE TIME PRESSURE??).

it’s somehow too low stakes and too serious at the same time. like they’re acting like the stakes are high but i’m not feeling the pressure.

i understand it’s a new iteration and an adaption almost never means it’ll be the same, but that doesn’t mean i like all the changes. i guess there’s probably tonnes of reasons why book to screen adaptions always change so much (actually harry potter and tbosas ate tbh but oh well), and in this case it’s been many years since pjo was released, so rick is just taking that chance to rewrite things as he would if he wrote the books now. and i accept that. but these are just my opinions and some of these things are just plain bad choices for a show 😭

but i do still hope it gets picked up for all 5 seasons + heroes of olympus like i’ll give u all my money i’ll watch it all i swear

[craw-dacious]

Thats the art of getting by, by sarewolf

Again, new to marauders. This fic 3 that I’ve read. Feel free to shoot me recs, currently looking for ~100,000 word fic with a good angst balance and no major character death.

Summary: Overall this story was INCREDIBLE. I loved the writing style, such a good amount of angst, and an easy to follow narrative. It raised Harry like exactly how I wanted and was so cutey and sweetly and UGH

SPOILERS BELOW BEWARE

Chapter one

I already like the opening quote. Can tell the writing is going to be good.

God the angst is already great

He’s only 24 wild

I kind of forgot just how much he lost that night, like all of his closest friends were dead. Even in canon, with no world star this probably sucks the worst for Lupin.

Okay I’m actually crying already

I’ve been wanting a babyfic since the first one I read

This is such a hard thing to do, parenting is hard without the trauma and sob storying

Chapter two

I wonder how they are going to reincorporate Sirius

And I’m concerned about Harry’s quietness, I feel like that’s not consistent with who he grows up to be

Hoping for some baby Ron and harry content eventually 

I never give Kudos until the end of the fic, this is incredible and I absolutely adore it already

Literally crying from how sad Remus is Jesus

Chapter three

YES love old lady gossip

Neris is so cute delicious

Plus Harry is opening up a lot, so far very happy chapter!

So gay bruh

HARRY BEING SAD TOO IS KILLING ME JUST A BABY FR

This is actually fucking INFURIATING him being like “Sirius never loved us” like BRO I know you’re being LIED TO but I CANNOT HANDLE IT TOO SAD

Chapter four

Now I need to be a depressed widow with a three year old son who loves me

Like I think just having a child would patch my soul

This is actually the cutest thing ever love love love

I think me and remus lupin are the same person

Like gay traumatized werewolf = teenaged girl

“Oh the memories, oh the love” SO ME

YES RON AND HARRY BEST FRIENDS IM GONNA SOB

Damn he’s in love with Sirius fr fr

Can tell this is a shift, so gonna do a small recap

Wonderful characterization

Remus kind of being forced to push forward is great narratively, a little concerned about how it will work with pacing

They write Harry very well, not annoying as children can often be in fic

Chapter five

This is what I wanted, you see James and Lily in harry and remus is just thoughtful and reflective enough to show the audience the importance of this its just MWAH

Oh my god

Baby trauma. He’s so cute and being such a little bitch

Literally so sad, like remus is such a better parent than the Dursleys could ever be but him knowing what harry had makes it sad

If I have to read “angry fucks” again im gonna lose it, say sex please, at least sometimes

YES HE’S FREEEE

Chapter six

God this sucks, like I know they aren’t truly in danger but the emotional turmoil goes crazy

3 chapters till we get Sirius saying it now

Cannot understate how much remus’s pining and distraught connects to me

Like I can tell they were in love but SO TOXIC which, again, is teenage girl core

Not to diminish the relationship, I think the way teenage girls evaluate breakups and romance is like peak human condition and is incredibly poignant amidst the issues of war and death and loss.

YES FUCK YES HELL YEAH INNOCENT INNOCENT INNOCENTTTTTT FUCK PETER HATE THAT SON OF A BITCH

Chapter seven

UGH I know I said fuck Peter but this still sucks ass

When do I get to see Sirius. Ik I said 3 chapters but I didn’t mean it

Damn Petes evil as fuck

The justice in him being DECLARED innocent is so beautiful. I wish that could’ve happened in the books, he died being known as a shitty, terrible human being

Chapter eight

Ok skip this shit and jump to the gay sex I do not want a flashback rn I need TEARS

Jk obviously its important and builds suspense, well written two with good symbolism

Fuck fuck fuck fuck just kiss please I need them to kiss please

Like I actually cannot watch them be fucking roommates ill vomit

Sobbing sobbing sobbing “I hope not” Jesus fucking christ let me suck the authors dick I love this sm

Chapter nine

Just taking in the idea that both Sirius and Harry see each other as a replacement for James in the books, that is such a beautiful like concept with such horrible influences on how they treat each other and I really want to see how its reconciled here, if its relevant at all

Harry with his two dads that barely speak to each other

I do need reconciliation but making sure the weight of tragedy is like there also seems important

But also, please, just fuck already

Chapter ten

Ok remus time to put your big boy pants on and apologize

Like actually nothing will fix itself until you say sorry man

“He’s pack” BRUH harry

Pls having to tell everyone you’re living with this famous not-criminal is so funny I actually am losing it

Pls just be nice to each other for once bruh

Yay!! Nice!!

They’re so like fucked up its messy brother

Chapter eleven

THIS IS SO CUTE IM GONNA KMS

The dog plushie, the memory album, literally everything god I love Christmas

Omfg. Sweater. Sobbing.

AND HITTING ME WITH ANGST AT THE END. This is such a good joy-depression balance

Like its SO SO SAD like irrevocably depressing and filled with grief but also like LIFE and CHILDHOOD and JOY and bruuuhh

Chapter twelve

evil

Chapter fourteen

Basically skipped twelve and thirteen

Jesus Christ

That was gay sex fs

The dementors kiss scene was fucking heart breaking, like devastatingly sad but obviously Peter deserved it

Actually idk, soullessness is so horrific

Then THE KISS and the SEX and everything it was so raw and good and Jesus fucking christ

I want to have sex with eric again bruh

Just so sad, and so happy at the end with the talk of learning to live with it and just UGH amazing I love it

Literally cannot think of a critique atm, im sure ill have some at the end though

FULL RECAP

Yes I know I skipped 16 and 17 and I'm sorry.

Overall this story was INCREDIBLE. I loved the writing style, such a good amount of angst, and an easy to follow narrative. It raised Harry like exactly how I wanted and was so cutey and sweetly and UGH. I will say I wish there was more to the plot than “everyone is sad and trying to not be anymore”While that is a completely reasonable story, it does make it a little boring. But because this fic is fairly short it works out alright. My only true criticism is going to be on the pacing. I am not sure at all when Harry and Remus were introduced to each other, or how far after that Sirius came into their lives. I also think Harry and Sirius’ connection, while amazing, was a bit unrealistic at the beginning. For a child with this much past to IMMEDIATELY latch onto someone like this is kinda wild, but it works for the story so no big deal honestly. I think characterizations were good, not great. However, this is a situation we haven’t seen marauders in and I’m not super familiar with how marauders are usually characterized outside of reading the books and watching movies, so I’d reevaluate characterization stuff once im more engrossed in the fandom.

This is something I just thought about while adding tags, having moody in this fic was nice. He's a character I'd like to see more out of what I've read so far in marauders

9/10, truly loved this one

[hunters-heathen]

how did you feel about the obi wan kenobi finale!!!! id love to hear ur thoughts

Let me tell you, it’s been several days (I think? Time isn’t real) and I still can’t even begin to compose my thoughts into something articulate

So instead I leave you with how I felt the entire time while watching:

Okay I lied here’s a chaotic list

Vader Vader Vader Vader Vader supremacy 🧎🏻‍♀️

I lost my marbles when Ben did his ~pose~

ThEn YoU WiLl dIe (plz just tear my heart out miss Chow)

^ he threw his whole Vadussy into that fight fr

^ he threw his whole Vadussy into that fight fr

Can we talk about how despite knowing they both live I was literally so tense the entire duel

BERU SUPREMACY she pulled out those guns and Owen said 😳 lmfaooo as you should king, she’s the top fr

^ I have a weird thing for the slight roughness/gravel in Owen’s voice though bye-

Also no freaking high ground comment??? Bye pt. 2

Vader literally getting pummeled with rocks I-

Vader wheezing

The way Anakin shown through and his face was lit with blue but then Vader came back & it was red

^ adding onto that I saw someone say how Ben had to watch his eyes turn Sith all over again and now I’m crying

^ adding onto that x2: saw comparisons about how Ahsoka opened the right, Ben opened the left, but only Luke could lift the helmet off completely and I have not stopped thinking about that since

I am not your failure, Obi-Wan

^ that’s it that’s the tweet

Then my friend is truly dead 🥲🥲🥲

Leia and Ben reunion 🥲 also I’m tired of him calling himself old / other ppl calling him that lmao (smash)

^ btw I LOVE Alderaan I wanna live there okay

I just think… I miss Padmé Amidala so much (Ben compared Leia to her parents and a homie was ~sobbing~)

Lowkey I wanted a Padmé grave visit by Vader but okay-

Also wish there were more clone wars flashbacks maybe? But I’m not one to complain, the duel flashback was far beyond what I expected ✨ plus perhaps we will get clone wars flashbacks in Ahsoka (this is really Hayden’s year, go king)

I lowkey wish Reva did have a villain arc of some sort but I’m glad they didn’t just kill her off. Mayhaps a spin-off is in order

^ on that note I’d also love to have a Vader spinoff. Or two. Or five thousand. There’s so much to do with him

Qui-Gon FREAKING JINN 🗣 love him but also all I could think about was the bts pics of Liam Neeson dressed as Qui-Gon under that umbrella lmao bye

Oh- THE BOYS HOLDING HANDS WHILE DUELING- 🗣🤌🏼

I like how Ben’s outfit at the end was like one of the ones from the comics

HELLO THERE

There’s been a lot of talk about Ben & Anakin being dyads bc of what was presented in the show and lowkey I’d be here for it

^ I think it’s an amazing and fascinating concept that wasn’t super properly touched on in the sequels so it’d be neat to see it again somewhere else as well

Ummm all I have to say in conclusion is that this show tore my heart out SO much and I literally cannot believe it’s already over. Hayden was incredible, Ewan was incredible, Vivian and Moses were incredible, ugh- I’m in love. Some shows I watch and then I’m like ‘okay I don’t think I need to revisit this’ but I’ve already watched the finale like 5 times (literally even just as background while I’m reading or something) so I’ll definitely be revisiting it

Some things could’ve been executed better, mostly the pacing and also some of the action scenes (let’s be real the Leia chase was ridiculous fkfkfk) but overall it’s been a wonderful ride and I really really am hoping for a season two or something of the sort. I’m simply not ready to let Ben go yet ✨

^^^^^ I know I have so much more to say but literally my head is so chaotic rn so this is all you’re getting 💀

[ihavemanyhusbands]

🎀's Bear Watch Update :

s2 ep 7: RICHIE'S GONNA GET CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!! the actress who plays tiff is stunning fr!! HE GOT HIS SUIT I'M IN SQUEALING!!! RICHIE SINGING LOVE STORY I'M SO IN LOVE!!! He has eva's drawings hung up on the fridge 😭😭 I'm falling down the richie rabbit hole stg

s2 ep8: Hate claire just gotta say it every ep she shows up in, not sydney bringing up trust💀💀, RICHIE IN A SUIT!!! tina walked out to the new hires like she was gonna beat them up, tina ain't lying about richie in a suit!! not their traumas coming up while waiting for the fire test...once again, I HATE CLAIRE

s2 ep9: ...so you weren't gonna tell me about that first scene, had me fast forwarding hella quick. IK MFER'S PANIC ATTACK DIDN'T GO AWAY CUZ HE THOUGHT OF SYDNEY, she deserves better..like me ;) AHH NOT SUGAR INVITING DONNA, them asking if carmen has a phone 💀💀, I love sydney and sugar!! HOLD UP MARCUS?? I'M GASPING HE LOOKED HURT WHEN SHE SAID NO!!! Fuck it I'll allow him to be w/ my first wife. at first I thought sydney and carmen would be a cute couple but rn sydney deserves better then carmen stg

s2 ep10: This ep had me stressed out, NOT CARMEN GETTING TRAPPED IN THE WALK IN!! I feel so bad for sydney, ooh richie running expo!! carmy getting ptsd in the freezer💀💀 Aww richie reassuring fak, damn carmen's banging like an locked up animal. OH GOD DONNA!! not them celebrating while carmy's depressed in the freezer...THE EMPLOYEE WAS SMOKING WHAT?? I love pete!! The chocolate banana!! OH SHIT SHE HEARD CARMEN!! Sydney and her dad are my favorites, not marcus' notifications..

YBDIDNSLAMDBBF girl you’ve been thru a wholeeeee roller coaster!!! 😭😭 I KNOW RICHIE IN A SUIT MY WEAKNESSSSS, and im conflicted on Marcus and Sydney bc i could always tell he was into her but im sure she saw it just as friendship all along. There’s this whole thing always where girls will be nice and friendly but guys see it as flirting… so its tricky. But i think they could’ve been cute together too!!

AND I KNOW THE ENDING WAS SO JEJDIWLSOODKD BUT WE HAVE TO WAIT SO LONG FOR THE NEW SEASON!!! Ugh but Richie in the zone tho 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 i love how much he changed and how everyone truly seems like a family at the end, working like a well oiled machine <33

[twinstarlovers]

Honestly fuck the original version, the slowed version sounds so much more….. sentimental? Idk but you get what I mean. Omg I’m getting emotional. The lyrics are hitting different rn. It’s 4am lol, I just woke up. Idk it reminds me of me & then “paradise” is like our wedding.

“When she was just a girl she expected the world

But it flew away from her reach

So she ran away in her sleep

Dreamed of paradise”

Ahhh… this is lowkey kinda literal. When life was hard for me or when I was depressed, I would escape by going to the dream world & no matter how many times I woke up I’d force myself to go back to sleep. It got bad to the point where I was disoriented whenever I was awake like I felt i never felt present. Ahhh.. what a time.

But hmmm I have no idea how ima NOT cry on our wedding. There’s no point of doing makeup like fr. Ima use dollar bills as tissues to be dramatic LMFAO

Bye the universe better give us like 5 million dollars. You told me once you wanted to a big wedding but I said I wanted a small wedding. I say a small wedding because I feel like a small wedding is so much more intimate but at the same time I get the whole big wedding cus I’m extra too. We can have 2 weddings but as I said the universe better give us fucking money cus I CARE ABOUT THE DETAILS & my mf dresses. I ain’t wearing one but if I have to fine 🙄. Idk how that wedding shit works but you ain’t seeing me till the wedding that day. Do people see each other the previous day? Idk. But honestly fuck a makeup artist too cus like I ain’t tryna look like a whole different person & look like I have 10 pounds of makeup on my face like yeahhhhh no. Dudeeee HOW TF ARE WE GONNA DO THIS. The universe NEEDA BLESSSSS. I showed you my ideas but like ugh. This is realistic but unrealistic at the same time but I would have 10 different weddings like all in different weddings because one place is not enough but it will do. But bro I honestly think people gonna have to come in a lil boat like in a tunnel like I told you about & there’s a lil slide show of us or like pics hanging & bunch of lights & they gotta go through the tunnel to get there CUS FUCK. I want that book entrance thing too. I want a magical forest kinda wedding or like a…. “starry night” (headass) wedding. Ooooo you know what we can just change the colors & all the lights like every hour the place looks new like you get what I’m saying. OOOOOOOOOOO YES. Dude ima cryyyy omg. My eyes rn are like 🥺. Lolllll. We gonna plan our wedding as soon as we together! We gonna have a big book of ideas. Btw we gotta save everything we ever do like fuck a phone! We need a Polaroid & a video camera & we take it everywhere. We needa keep our concert tickets & shit too & we gotta make a big ass scrap book. Omgggg yes. BROOOOOOO I giggled because why was I imagining our sex tape accidentally popping up on the slideshow at the wedding 💀💀 nah I’m so dead omg. We need a drug table fr fr. & drug goodie bags LMFAOOOOO. I think goodie bags will have to be personal tho. Like ima put in effort. More so a gift actually. Ima cry omg noooo. Why am I thinking of us writing a card together to your bff & putting it in her lil gift bag or whatever. I’m so emotional this is ugly af. Why do I feel like we gonna be cracking up during the first dance or whatever tho 💀. I’ve always thought about that. I feel like we would be talking about how awkward it is that we are being stared at. Aw. Would I want my parents there tho? Yes & no. Honestly they would leave early because this will get to chaotic or like they won’t fw some of the shit we into. They are gonna be ashamed of me so I feel like I would tell them ahead of time that they can & WILL leave early. I wish they could be there but they won’t be supportive & I don’t want that energy at my wedding. Ew I wanna cry now because I imagine partying & in the middle of it I realize they are gone & me wishing they could’ve stayed & just been a supportive family but whatever. Ew I’m actually crying. I need to stop thinking this far cus this is self sabotage… right? Idk this is so unnecessary but broooo I say so much shit ew. But anyways… bye Lamo 🧸💕💘 lmfaooo the ending of the song is rn, perfect. But yes byeeee have a nice day ☺️💖. Quack quack 🤭🐥💗. You a cute Mamo 🥹☺️🐥💘. Wait bro I think I was lucid dreaming for the first time cus I just woke up & in my dream I was like this is so vivid, I’m dreaming rn & I was looking around but then I went back to dreaming dreaming & forgot LOL but anyways I miss you dovey! 🕊️byeeee I love you I love you forever 🪐💗♾️ 444 rn 👀 okay bye fr fr 🙄🤭💗💗

[purple-babygirl]

Bestie bestie, thoughts- daddy! Bucky and little reader cooking together is making my heart melt fr💖 ugh! Like imagine her getting him like a chef hat 🥺 one of those white floppy ones 😭😭 or like they both get matching aprons. Ugh.

Pairing: Chubby!Pâtissier!Daddy!Bucky Barnes x little!f!reader

Word count: 1,404

Warnings: ddlg dynamics, it's all fluff.

A/N: I don't know what you did but i was looking up matching aprons after i saw your ask and boom 💥 pastry chef Bucky thots 💥 attacked me and for that I thank you:"💜💜💜 So here we are. I'm sorry if I took too long and made you feel like I was ignoring your ask, I definitely wasn't💜💜💜 It was just really cute it got my mind going so thank you so very much🥺💜💜 Please enjoy xx.

Pie credit.

heavenly sweet

“Daddy.” She turned around, giving Bucky her back, and he could only smile bigger when he saw the way she was bouncing on her ankles in excitement.

Bucky bow-tied her apron for her, lightly patting her back, “there you go, lil chef,” before pawing at her sides until she giggled.

“Thank you, daddy.” She beamed, letting Bucky help her up on the kitchen counter.

It was a special day for her today. She and Daddy were wearing their matching aprons for the first time, and Bucky was showing her how to make one of her favourites, blueberry pie.

Bucky didn’t get the chance to tell her yet, but the matching aprons gesture had him even crazier in love with her. The way she closely watched his reaction as he'd opened his gift and the way she was over the moon when he’d showed his content with it would forever be engraved in his mind next to all of the other precious memories starring her beautiful eyes.

“Okay, so we have our flour over there,” Bucky pointed to the half-full bag, “eggs and butter too,” he checked, walking closer to her, ���and my sugar right here.” Bucky planted his hands on the counter, trapping her between them as he dropped his head to kiss, kitten-lick, and nibble on her jaw.

“Dada!” She squeal-giggled, her hands on Bucky’s round belly as he stood over her.

“Look at you, bonbon! You look like a real chef already! You doing the baking today? Hmm?” Bucky joked, peppering kisses on her face, his hands holding her waist.

“No, jus’ helping daddy,” she giggled more, hiding her face in Bucky’s chest, making him chuckle.

“The best help daddy could get, bonbon.” He kissed the top of her head with a satisfied smile.

~

There was nothing she loved more than watching Daddy work. With his hair pulled back into a small bun, his apron around his full torso, different smudges covering it, and his forearms having the littlest smear of flour on them, Bucky looked like art to her. The way he went about everything he was doing to make her feel included and the way he stole kiss after kiss from her when she was focused. Not to forget how sweet his kisses always were. It was all so perfect. She cherished every moment she got to spend with him, each one better than the last as Daddy made her the best treats that ever existed.

“Now, what do we do, bonbon?” Bucky quizzed playfully, wiping a hand down his apron so he could put the hair that escaped the bun back behind his ear.

“We put in our blueberries!” She replied, her hands eagerly reaching for the bowl of macerated fruit.

“Oh my god,” Bucky looked at her, faking shock and shaking his head.

“Did I say something wrong, daddy?” her voice went small so fast, immediately searching her mind, trying to remember if something went in before the berries.

“I might wanna slow down with teaching you or else next thing I know you’ll be taking over daddy’s bakery, bonbon!” Bucky chuckled, teasingly pecking her cheek.

She laughed with him when he tapped her nose, internally sighing in relief.

He was such a charmer and she was head over heels for him, “’m so proud of you, bonbon.” Bucky kissed her forehead.

“Daddy, can I put them in?” she patted her eyelashes, her hands in place on Bucky’s tummy and he couldn’t help but peck her lips.

“You sure can, lil chef," he said and she grinned at the name he'd started to use, wanting to earn it.

“Here, lemme help you, baby.” Bucky smiled, taking the bowl and holding it for her while she used a spatula to scoop the contents out and into their pie pan.

She was so happy they were doing this together. She was always at her most peaceful state of mind when Bucky would take her to the kitchen with him. Watching him work so passionately was her little self’s own version of bliss. Bucky had the softest aura about him. He was the kindest, most beautiful and most loving Daddy she could’ve ever dreamed of having, and her little heart vowed to appreciate every second with him, every second of him.

“Wait, dada, leave some. Wanna taste.” She stopped Bucky’s hand from slopping the bowl further so the rest of the fruits would fall out.

Bucky, of course, listened to her at once, giving her the bowl to hold on her apron-covered lap as he grabbed her a spoon.

She loved having a taste of the leftovers. Sometimes Bucky would catch her licking cake dough off the bowl in the bakery kitchen and no matter how many times he’d tell her it wasn’t healthy, because the eggs in the batter were raw, she’d still be licking that dough the second he’d turn his back. Bucky loved her too much to be stern with her, so he’d just make sure he was always there, moving the bowl to the sink after being done with it and laughing at her cute pout when she’d see it fill with water as Daddy rinsed it.

Bucky shook the pan to evenly distribute the berries on the surface, adoringly grinning at her attempts to catch a berry that wouldn’t roll and slide off the spoon. She eventually managed to scoop some, moaning when she slid the spoon in her mouth. Bucky’s food always tasted so good she was in love.

“Good, baby?” Bucky licked his lips, wiping his palms on his apron again.

“So good, dada.” She nodded, indulging herself with another spoon of pie filling.

“Give daddy a taste, bonbon,” he asked lowly and she held her spoon up for him, trying not to spill.

Bucky smiled gently, taking the spoon and bowl from her and setting them aside.

She didn’t have time to be confused before he was kissing her, his tongue sliding in to taste hers. Her eyes closed as a surprised moan got out only to be swallowed by Bucky.

She tasted like her with a hint of blueberries, so sweet; so delicious. Bucky’s hands cradled her face as he deepened the kiss, not able to get enough of her flavor, her soft lips or the tiny sounds leaving them. Her smaller hands settled on his chubby tummy, before sliding to his sides to hold him close, slightly clutching his apron.

Their mouths parted, the need for oxygen kind of forcing Bucky away though he still gave her lips a couple of short kisses as he tried to take his breath, his forehead resting on hers.

“So good indeed,” Bucky chuckled breathlessly and her face felt hot, her nose shyly nuzzling Daddy’s cheek to hide.

“Hey, look at me,” Bucky’s voice was so velvety and soft as his fingers brought her face back to his, “I love you, bonbon,” Bucky said, his blue eyes enchanting hers and she could only see, hear, smell and feel him.

Bucky was gorgeous. His tall frame towering over hers, making her feel safe. His pink lips wearing a tender smile that was only designed for her. His cologne surrounding her and filling her chest with warmth. His belly soft and full under her palms. His hair a little out of place as a few strands had slipped out of the bun and refused to stay behind his ear. He was flawless and he was her Daddy.

“I love you, daddy,” she returned with a timid smile.

Her hand went up to slide Bucky’s soft hair back behind his ear, stealing his heart all over again when she cupped his cheek and pressed a tiny kiss to his lips.

With her hand still holding the side of his face and her face tilted upwards, she then started telling Daddy what they had to do next, talking about covering the filling using the remaining pie dough and such, wanting Bucky to be proud of her. And he was, though he wasn’t hearing a word she was saying, he was the proudest.

As he watched her lips move and her hands gesture, Bucky could only think he’d gone to heaven because that must’ve been the only correct name for what he was experiencing in her angelic presence.

Of all the sweet things he's ever tasted, she was his one, true addiction and Bucky was gladly hooked.

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Tags: @harrysthiccthighss, @tinystudentfirepurse, @lavendercitizen

[kittygangmin]

BTS GROUPCHAT #1

Namjoon added Taehyung, Jungkook, Jimin, Seokjin, Hoseok, and Yoongi to the group.

Namjoon: yall fuckers better listen up before any of you say something stupid ab this gc

Jimin: yay! a new group chat!

Jungkook: what

Taehyung: wtf is this

Hoseok: its literally 3am.... hyung what

Seokjin: wait why arent you guys asleep

Jungkook: hyung why arent YOU asleep

Hoseok: lol

Seokjin: ... fair point

Yoongi: i was about to go to sleep why am i here what gc is this

Jungkook: we literally live together. we dont need a group chat

Namjoon: im too lazy to go to ur rooms so i made a gc instead

Jimin: wow why didnt we think of that earlier

Hoseok: man has an iq of 148 jimin thats whats up

Jimin: right

Taehyung: oh by the way has anyone seen my airpods? i’ve been trying to find it for DAYS

Yoongi: lol i need to read it twice to make sure if namjoon sent that or not

Jungkook: hyung why do u keep on losing your airpods? stop acting like you’re rich smh

Taehyung: but i am???

Hoseok: says the one who stole bang pd’s credit card just to buy gucci’s latest ERASER release bc yours got over the limit lmao

Taehyung: can you shut up

Hoseok: thats hyung for you

Namjoon: can yall shut up i gathered yall here for a reason. plus this is not a lost or found gc tae

Taehyung: i was just trying to find my airpods:(

Jungkook: then buy a new one stop acting like you’re broke

Yoongi: okay cut the crap yall. namjoon what are you trying to say at this hour. its literally 3am

Seokjin: fr i was about to have my beauty sleep 🙄

Namjoon: right. so who tf put a half eated bacon in my GUCCI shoe?

Jimin: ....

Hoseok: seriously

Jungkook: all this.. for that??

Namjoon: this is a serious matter. those shoes means SO much to me

Yoongi: wow joon this is so important that it needs to be discussed at this hour

Yoongi is now offline.

Taehyung: wtf?? THE gucci shoe? the one we bought together last week???

Namjoon: yeah

Hoseok: no but like why would someone eat a bacon without finishing it😭😭😭 psycho mf

Jimin: it’s obviously not me i love bacon especially if jin hyung cooks it

Seokjin: huh i guess you’re not a bitch after all jimin

Jimin: wym everyone loves me

Namjoon: if no ones telling the truth im gonna tell bang pd nim that yall broke his table last week while i wasnt around

Taehyung: i cant believe yall did that. if the truth comes out these hands WILLNT hesitate to throw all u bitches to the ground😤😤

Jimin: tae:(

Hoseok: but honestly, realistically speaking— we all know tae is the only one who hates bacon........

Seokjin: wait that makes sense..

Jungkook: oof

Taehyung: okay now hold on- i may be stupid in yalls eyes but i’d NEVER. NEVER in a trillion years, put a fucking BACON inside a GUCCI shoe. im saying this as the leader of gucci fandom😤

Namjoon: i-

Jimin: he snapped👀

Seokjin: wait but fr tho can y'all actually learn to clean up after eating? yesterday i saw 3 skewers on the shoe rack

Hoseok: yoongi could've done it since lamb skewers are his fav

JImin: yeah i think so too

Namjoon: ok then let's just talk abt this tommorow since it's 3am i dont even know why y'all weirdos are still up

Seokjin: BUT YOU STARTED THE CONVO???

Hoseok: stfu namjoon

Namjoon: i breathed

Jungkook: well stop breathing

Jimin: ur old go to sleep

Seokjin: LMAO

Namjoon: wow the things i do for this group

Namjoon is now offline.

Jimin: i think imma go to sleep 2 bye gays

Seokjin: me3 gn yall

Jimin and Seokjin are now offline.

....

Taehyung: didn’t even realize it was gucci................. dammit tae

Hoseok: caught in 4k bitch

Taehyung: WTF WHY ARE U STILL UP??

Hoseok: because i can? and there’s no running away tae i caught ur ass

Taehyung: is that so? i know you put the skewers on the shoe rack👀👀👀

Hoseok: um no?? i literally have no idea what ur talking about

Taehyung: oh cut the bullshit hyung i saw u doing it bc u were too lazy to go throw it in the trash can I SAW IT FROM THE SOFA DONT LIE TO ME

Hoseok: ... ugh fine just shut up and don't tell anyone especially jin hyung he’s literally gonna chop my lungs out

Taehyung: bitch don't tell the others abt me 2

Hoseok: stop acting like u dont know me im not and will never be a snitch in this household😌✋🏽

Taehyung: yea whatevs im going to sleep

Hoseok and Taehyung are now offline.

meanwhile...

Jungkook: ... dumb hoes

Jungkook is now offline.

[kpopfromtheblock]

a/n ⇾ surprise bitch! bet you thought you’d seen the last of me! 🤪 i’ve been here all along but just haven't felt motivated to write. i know it gets annoying to have to wait so long for updates but i appreciate those of you who have stuck by my side! ILY, FR FR. i try to make every update as good or better than the last so that its worth your while and sometimes that process can take me a long time… i hope y’all can understand that… i won't always update as frequently as other writers but i will get an update out at some point, just keep baring with me pls and thank you! ✨

THERE WILL NOT BE A PART 2 TO THIS, PLS DO NOT ASK.

LIFE WITH BANGTAN | ot7 + kth smut

009

genre ⇾ fluff, smut and a bit of angst.

pairing ⇾ bts x reader, taehyung x reader (smut)

summary ⇾ the boys forget movie night and they have to find a way to make it up to you, starting with Taehyung...

warning ⇾ idk, if i matters but i just want y’all to know this is very TAE X READER heavy... i mean it’s still ot7 x reader but just a bit more Taehyung focused... — smut, pwp, hand job, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk (a lot of dirty talk), fingering and more... — usual warnings: cringy-ness, swearing

words ⇾ 12k

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”Ugh!” You groan as you step out of the elevator. The cardboard box you’re holding in your arms isn’t too big but it is quite heavy. The box combined with the large backpack you’re waring is adding a bunch of unnecessary weight to your body and the journey to get to the boys dorm has taken longer than usual because of it… But you know this will all be worth it in the end, for tonight is movie night and hopefully the start of a monthly tradition with your lovers. 

The cardboard box in your arms and bag on your back are both filled with Disney movies… From the classics all the way up to the most recent ones available on DVD. 

Mayhaps you went a little bit crazy on Amazon, buying a total of one hundred and ten DVDs, some of which still haven’t shipped yet bc they are coming from countries outside of Korea and mayhaps, buying all those DVDs put a bit of a dent in your bank account but you’re almost one hundred…No, a solid ninety-five percent sure that this will all be worth it once you see the look of joy on Yoongi’s face after he watches the Aristocats for the first time or the tears in Jimin’s eyes during that one scene in Toy Story 3… Yeah, it’s gonna be a good night and you’re excited to experience it with your amazing boyfriends.

Finally making it up to the boy’s door, you put the box down on the floor and sigh, feeling relieved that you get to give your arms somewhat of a rest, even if for only a few seconds. You slide the shield of the keypad up and watch it illuminate. Quickly typing your customized pin in, the door beeps and you put your hand on the knob, twisting it open before it can lock again.

Once the door is slightly open, you begin kicking the box towards the opening, too lazy to bend over and pick it up again. 

A minute or two passes and you’re still kicking… You’re doing well, the box is nearly halfway through the door when suddenly the door is pulled fully open. “Oh!” You say almost following forward as you had been resting a lot of your weight on the door to keep it from closing whilst you kicked the box inside. “Darling~” You know immediately, without even having to look up, that it’s Taehyung calling you. The tone of his voice combined with the endearing nickname he’s been calling you since the day you two met gives him away. 

Before properly greeting him, you bend down to pick up the box again since you don’t have to worry about the door anymore… Picking the box up will probably go much quicker than kicking it. 

Once the box is in your arms again, you look up to meet Tae’s pretty brown eyes and boxy smile. You can’t fight the smile forming on your own lips. “Hello Handsome.” You tell him before leaning forward to place a single kiss against his soft lips.

“Why are you so dressed up?” You question, not missing the way the navy blue slacks and crisp white button up he’s wearing, compliment his tan skin. 

He takes the heavy box from you then steps aside to let you in without answering your question. “Oh fuck,” He groans. “What the hell is in here?” He asks. There’s a slight strain to his words as he struggles to balance the heavy box in one hand whilst he closes and locks the door with his other. 

Upon stepping inside, you see that the dorm is up in slight chaos.

One of the boys makeup artist and a friend of yours, Sua, is chasing Jungkook around with an eye shadow palette in her hand. There is a stylist you’ve never seen before, standing entirely too close to Namjoon while she fixes the collar of his shirt and Jimin is sitting on the couch while their hair stylist straightens the few fly-aways at the top of his scalp. 

Sua notices you first before any of the other guys do. 

“Y/n!” She stops chasing Jungkook to approach you.

Jungkook stops running around and Jimin looks up from his phone at the sound of your name being called.

“Hi baby!” Jimin says enthusiastically before waving at you. You look over at Jimin and give him a sweet smile. “Hi...” You say softly, waving back. You know he would’ve gotten up to greet you with a kiss if the man above him wasn’t holding a hot hair styling tool to his head. 

You look away from Jimin to see both Sua and Jungkook making their way over to you. 

Sua gets to you first and wraps her arms around you, engulfing you in a tight bear hug, which is slightly awkward since you didn’t have time to put your arms out to receive the hug properly. “Long time no see, how are you doing?” She asks against your ear before releasing you. “I know! I’m doing well, how are you?” You smile at her, although confused as to why she’s there, you are happy to see her. 

Sua has always been sweet to you and she was one of the first people to discover that you and the boys had something going on and even though she was a bit weary, she was supportive when she realized how much you really loved all seven of them and how much all seven of them loved you. 

Sua kept your secret until it was made knowledgeable to the rest of the staff and you have been grateful to her ever since. 

“I’m good! Just trying to get these boys of yours to sit still for a second. Especially this one.” Sua says pointing a thumb at Jungkook who is standing behind her with the brightest bunny smile. He waits eagerly for his turn to hug you. “I don’t know how you do it.” She continues and you chuckle. “Don’t worry, they run away from me too.” You joke and  both Sua and Jungkook chuckle. “I do not.” He protest, opening his arms for a hug. 

You finally take off you backpack, placing it on the near by chair and walk up to him. You wrap your arms around his waist and press your face against his chest. Your eyes close instantly at the warmth you feel being against him. Jungkook waste no time wrapping his arms around your frame, squeezing you against him.

Like always, you’ve missed your boys so much.

“I missed you.” He tells you, almost as if he can read your mind and you smile. “I missed you too Kook.” You confess before pulling away.

“Are you guys almost ready? Manger-nim will be here soon with the car.” You hear Namjoon’s voice from behind you. You pull away from Jungkook and turn to face the leader of the group. 

What is going on?

“Did I mixed up the dates for our movie night or…?” You mumble to yourself, thinking maybe you had read the date wrong on your calendar. 

You pull out your phone to check your google calendar, that holds all your important dates. You are usually bad with dates which is why you rely on your google calendar to keep track of everything.. You know once you put it in there, it’s official so you don’t understand how you could’ve messed this one up. 

The men around you seem to slow down their frantic movements at your words. “Babygirl…” Namjoon calls out and you look up to face him. The look on his face, makes you worry. His brows are furrowed and his lips form a slight pout. 

“Movie night... We completely forgot.” Your heart drops at his words. 

‘We completely Forgot’… The words are dramatically echoing in your head for some reason.

How could the forget the movie night you’ve been planning for weeks. 

“You forgot?” You ask for confirmation and Namjoon nods his head, a solemn look on his face. “Darling, we’re so sorry.” Taehyung’s voice catches your attention and you turn around to face him this time. “An event came up that we have to go to.... A car is on the way to pick us up.” He explains to you. 

“Oh...” You say, not able to hide the disappointment in your voice. Jungkook comes up to you from behind and wraps his arms around your waist. You don’t even have to turn around to know it’s him. It just feels like him, not to mention, he loves to give you back hugs. He pulls you close to his chest and then rest his chin on your shoulder. “Please don’t be upset.” He begs you but it’s too late. Your feelings are hurt. 

How could they forget? You think again.

“I’m not.” You lie and Jimin is the first to sniff you out. 

“Yes you are.” 

Hoseok comes walking out of his and Jimin’s shared bedroom. He is looking as gorgeous as ever in a suit that is tailored to perfection. Upon seeing you, he gives you his one hundred watt smile but suddenly, it fades when he notices the look on your face. “What’s wrong Angel?” He mumbles, softly. You’re about to shake your head and lie again but Jungkook speaks before you can. “She came for movie night.” Jungkook’s chest rumbles against your back as he speaks. “That was tonight?” Hobi asks, looking up into your eyes. His usual bright expression is now a little less bright when he catches the displeasure in your eyes. He can tell you’re upset and that you are doing your best to hide it but he knows you. He knows that look. 

You nod your head at his question, a broken smile gracing your lips. “Angel...” He starts before his long legs strut over to you until he is standing in front of you. He leans down to place a sweet kiss to your lips. Although you’re upset, you return the kiss as best you can with Jungkook’s arms still wrapped firmly around your waist. 

“It’s okay...” You lie again. 

“We’re so sorry baby.” Jimin apologizes and you shrug. “It’s fine.” Your fourth lie for the night…

Jin comes strolling into the living room with Yoongi not far behind. “Ok kids. Car is here. Let’s get going.” They both look too good to be true. Dressed in dark suits that seem to compliment each other. “Princess?” He greets your curiously. You give him a small smile. “Hi...” You say. “You look handsome. You all do.” You say truthfully.

Yoongi looks up at you. “Kitten, what are you doing here?” He asks in confusion. 

Seriously? No one remembered what tonight is… or was supposed to be? 

You feel like you’re going crazy, like you made it all up in your head but you know you didn’t. You remember planning this night... The eight of you agreeing upon this date so you don’t understand how this has happened...

You want so badly to tell them off but you also don’t want to start anything… You suppose it’s not their fault... You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into, the minute you decided to be with them, to love them… They have priorities and obligations to fulfill as the ‘World’s Biggest Boyband BTS’ but you wish that sometimes, they could be your boyfriends and just that alone. Even if, just for the day…

“I came for movie night but it seems you all have other plans.” You say, the words come out bitter than you intended but you can’t take them back now. 

“Don’t say it like that baby.” Jimin tells you, feeling guilt bubbling in his chest. Yoongi comes to stand in front of you after Hobi has step away to put on his shoes. “Kitten, why don’t you stay until we get back?” Yoongi offers and you’re about to decline his offer when you feel Jungkook press his lips against your neck. “Yeah stay, we’ll be back before you know it,” He whispers against your skin. 

“You guys know I don’t like to stay in the dorm when you’re not here.”

“Please?” Jimin begs. “If you’re not too tired when we get back, we can watch one of the movies you brought.” Jimin suggest, and the idea swims around in your head for a little bit… As tempting as it sounds, you know that they’ll be the ones too tired to stay up and watch movies with you.

“Guys we really need to go…” Jin reminds them, picking up his shoulder bag and his suit jacket off the couch. 

“You guys go ahead... You don’t wanna be late.” You tell them and you watch as Yoongi’s lips form a small pout. You usually lose your mind at how cute he looks when he unintentionally pokes out his lips but in this very moment, all you can do is give him a half hearted smile. He leans forward and kisses you. “I hope you’re here when we get back.” He says before walking towards the door. Jungkook kisses your cheek then lets go of you to follow his Hyungs out. Namjoon is the last to leave. He places a kiss at the top of your head then walks towards the door. “See you later Baby girl.” He says before leaving, the door slamming behind him. 

You sigh and turn away from the door. You are instantly greeted by the messy dorm. The stylists and Sua must’ve slipped out of the dorm while you were conversing with the boys because you were now left alone. In a big, empty, messy dorm. 

You decide to tidy up so the boys will have a nice cozy and clean place to come home too. Plus you need the distraction… You just got ditched after all. 

You pick up the movie box that Taehyung left on the counter and bring it over to the coffee table. You plop down on the couch and begin  unpacking the box.

You even went through the trouble of buying as many of the Korean subbed versions as you could find for some of the older classics like Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. You know Tae and Jimin have never seen those. 

You neatly stack the movies in the middle of the table, surprisingly the only clean spot in the house, before you begin tidying up the place.

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Cleaning kills about two full hours. You cleaned the the living room, vacuuming and wiping down all the surfaces. You also decided to clean the kitchen, making sure the dishes in the the dishwasher were clean and then packed away and the counter top was removed of any stains. You attempted to clean each of the boys room but gave up after picking up all the clothes thrown around in Taehyung’s.

After you were satisfied with the way the dorm looked (and smelled), you walk back into the the living room and plop down on the couch. Your eyes glaze over the large stack of DVDs you brought with you... Without even realizing it, a frown grows on your face. 

Cleaning had kept your mind off of the fact that your boyfriends ditched your planned movie night but now that you were done, now that you didn’t have anything keeping you busy, your failed attempt at spending quality time with your boyfriends was all you could think of.

You sigh heavily and pick up your phone. You decide to open the twitter app and browse around. Maybe one or two of the fifteen people you are following would post something to make you laugh…

You loved laughing, it always made you feel better. 

You were lucky enough to stumble across a few memes. You giggle at them and save one in particular to your camera roll to use later in your group chat. 

As you scroll further down, you come across a photo that makes your heart flutter with fondness. 

One of the BTS fan accounts you follow (just because you enjoy the memes they posts and all the cute edits), posted a picture of the guys. You knew instantly it was a picture of them from the night. They look exactly the way they did when they left and you distinctively remember Yoongi’s shinny dangly earring and how it looked pretty with his outfit.

The picture was taken mid laughter. The way Jimin’s eyes turned into crescent moons, how Hoseok’s mouth formed a prefect heart, the way Jungkook’s nose crinkle and his two front teeth made an appearance and how you could practically hear Taehyung’s deep laughter just from looking at the way his mouth was wide open and his head was thrown back… It all made your heart swell in your chest. 

You wished you could be the reason they were laughing or be there to laugh with them. You genuinely just missed them. You were looking forward to spending time with them tonight. You desperately wanted to be wrapped up in Namjoon’s arms, snuggled under a blanket with Jin beside you and Yoongi’s head on your lap while you play with his soft locks as he drifted off to sleep… The other boys gather near by. You always felt comfort when they were close to you. 

You suddenly felt a wave of discontent wash over you. You’re not usually one to let things get to you. You pride yourself in being someone who is very understanding, especially when it comes to plans changing but for some reason this situation is hitting you hard. 

It’s been almost a month since you’ve hung out, like really hung out with them. And yes, you’ve gone longer without seeing them as they were away on tour in different countries for months on end but this time they were back home. You could pop into a practice every now and then or sleepover at the dorm if you want to but they had been so busy this month (even with them being back home), that spontaneous visits were not in the cards for you which is why you were so looking forward to this night.

Exiting out of twitter, you decided to open the Message app. You go into the group chat named ‘Team Kim Seokjin’ and type out a quick message.

YOU to Team Kim Seokjin

hey guys, i hope you’re all having a good time. i finished cleaning up the dorm a bit and now i’m going to head home.

YOU to Team Kim Seokjin

i know you all wanted me to stay but it doesn’t feel right... anyways, be sure to text me when you get home. love you all ❤️

You sent the messages and locked your phone, not waiting for a reply. You stood up, grabbing your duffle bag and throwing it over your shoulder. You shut off all the lights before heading out the dorm. 

Your phone pinged, indicating that you received a text messages but you decide not to check it right away as you were too focused on getting back to your apartment. 

You hope the comfort of your bed would make you feel a little bit better…

Meanwhile on the other side of town. Taehyung and Yoongi were in the bathroom. The award ceremony they were attending had just called for an intermission so the two decided it’d be a good time to release some fluids. 

Yoongi was drying his hands when suddenly his phone vibrated in his pocket the same time that he heard another phone ping, the obviou sound of a text tone… He knew it was Tae’s phone as he was the only other person in the bathroom and Yoongi himself had yet to take his phone off of silent. 

“Hyung!” Taehyung shouts after flushing the toilet in his stall. “Hmm?” Yoongi hums in response. The stall door flies open and Tae hastily walks out, holding his phone up for Yoongi to see the text he’d just received from you. “She’s not staying.” Tae pouts. 

“What?” Yoongi says in confusion, not too sure what the younger male was getting at. 

“Y/n... She said she isn’t going to stay over’.” Taehyung says,

Yoongi squints his eyes, trying to get a better look at Tae’s bright screen before giving up to pull out his own phone. He unlocks it and looks at the text messages you sent, rereading them a few times to himself. “Ah.” He says in realization. “‘Ah’? She’s mad at us and all you have to say is ‘ah’?” Tae whines. 

One of the things Taehyung hates most in this world is when the people he loves and cares about are upset with him and you are at the top of that list. “I don’t think so.” Yoongi tells the younger man. “I disagree… I mean we basically ditched her…” Locking the phone and pushing it back in his pocket, Yoongi turns to the mirror and fixes a few loose strands of hair.

“Leave it to Taehyung to over react at a simple text message.“ Yoongi thinks.

 “She’s not mad. Trust me.” Yoongi tries to reassure Tae but truth be told, he actually didn’t know himself if you were mad or not… He understands why you would be upset, if you were but he also knows that you are someone who doesn’t get upset easily. 

As Yoongi waits for Tae to finish washing his hand, his phone vibrates again. This time, it’s a text from Hoseok.

HOBI to Team Kim Seokjin 

🥺🥺🥺 you won’t be there when we get back?

After reading Hoseok’s text, Yoongi instantly feels a twinge of guilt in his chest. He knows he shouldn’t... After all, he didn’t even want to come to this event but, it’s work. Something he had to do… He’d much rather be at home, cuddling up beside you on the couch, watching some stupid children’s movies… That would be a way better use of his time because it was time being spend with you and his brothers.

“Ready Hyung?” Tae’s question pulls Yoongi out of his head. He nods in response at the blue haired man before the two of them exit the bathroom, heading back to the others.

Yoongi decides that he’d call you as soon as the ceremony is over, to check up on you. He just hopes you’ll be awake to answers…

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A    W E E K    L A T E R

With groceries in hand, you struggle to put the pin into the keypad of your apartment door. After two failed attempts and almost being locked out permanently, you decide it would be easier if the grocery bags weren’t in your hand… You lean down to place the bags on the floor and just as you’re about to stand back up, you hear the most horrifying sound… The keypad beeps indicating that it has been unlocked and the door is being pulled open from the inside.

“What the fuck?” You mumble out loud. 

You swiftly stand up straight, ready to throw hands at the intruder but you are pleasantly surprised to see the one and only Kim Taehyung, standing in your doorway with a bright smile on his face. “Tae?” You say, releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

Although relieved to see your boyfriend and not some thief or lunatic… You were still a bit confused. “What are you doing here?” You question as he bends over to pick up the grocery bags for you. “I came to see you.” He states the obvious. 

Upon hearing his words, your eyes suddenly widen at thought of him coming into your apartment complex… 

In the middle of the afternoon… 

Where nearly a hundred other college students are living… 

Anyone could’ve saw him. 

You hastily look around then begin walking forward, pushing Taehyung back into you apartment at the same time. “Whoa…” He says slightly confused and startled by your sudden moves. “Someone could’ve saw you dummy.” You scold him and he simply chuckles at you. “I was extra careful.” He informs you. “I wore a mask and a hat and I came in through the back entrance.” He tries to reassure you before walking over to the kitchen to put your bags down. You scoff at him in both amusement and disbelief because you can’t believe that he really thinks a simple mask and hat is enough to hide his appearance… 

His fans could spot him even if he were dressed up as Bozo The Clown. 

“As if a mask could hide you from an ARMY...” You say sternly. 

“Someone could’ve saw you…” You repeat, your voice still a bit on edge as you take your shoes off at the front door. Tae doesn’t seem to care that he could’ve gotten caught sneaking into your building... And it’s not like he hasn’t snuck in before. He’s been to your place a handful of times but never at this time of day so you’re just a bit concerned but you’ll let it go for now…

You walk into the kitchen to see that Taehyung has started unpacking the groceries. You’re amazed by the fact that he seems to know where everything goes. You can’t help the way your heart flutters at how domestic the scene in front of you is but flutter in your heart simmer down just as a thought pops into your head...

What is he doing here?

“Not that I’m not happy to see you babe, but what are you doing here, seriously?” You start. “I thought you and the boys would be in the studio all day.” You say and he shrugs. “Well yes, we’re supposed to be… That’s where the members are now but I snuck away for a bit...” He explains. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.” Your eyes brows furrow in confusion. 

Why wouldn’t I be okay?

“Where does this go again?” Tae asks as he holds up the box of cookies and cream Rice Crispy Treats.

“Cabinet above the microwave.” You point to the spot you’re talking about and Taehyung nods before turning around to put the sweet treat away. You walk further into the kitchen to help him pack out the rest of the groceries. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” You finally say, referring to his previous question. “Well ‘cause of the whole movie night fiasco last week…” He informs you before turning back around to face you. 

“Ahh.” You say in realization. 

So that’s what this is about... He thinks I’m still upset. 

You chuckle at the thought and walk over to the fridge to put the orange juice inside. 

“I’m okay my love, you didn’t have to come all the way over here to check on me.” You tell him. You feel bad that you gave him the impression that you were still upset. You don’t want him to be worried about something that you were no longer thinking about. “You’re our girl, of course I had to come check on you… I’m sure the others would’ve tried to come, had they known I was coming” He says. 

You close the fridge and look up at him, smiling fondly. You make your way back over to the grocery bags… You decide to just take everything out at once and line them up on the counter to make things easier for yourself and make the process of putting things away go faster. 

“You’re sweet baby but I promise you, I’m okay.” You reassure him.

“But you weren’t though… Right? Before you were mad at us?” By the tone of his voice you know there’s a pout on his lip. “Yes.” You say truthfully, not wanting to hide anything from him. “I knew it!” He exclaims. “I knew you were mad. Yoongi Hyung said you weren’t but I know you darling.” He says confidently. “I’ll admit…” You begin before closing the fridge and turning around to face him. “I was upset that night… Mainly because I just wanted to spend time with you all but I got over it.” You confess. 

“I understand that you all have priorities and-“

“You’re our priority.” Taehyung cuts you off… As much as you want to believe him, you couldn’t. Yes, you know they love you and you know you mean a lot to them but you also know that their careers, their fans, mean just as much and sometimes that means you have to take a back seat to that part of their lives... 

And that’s something you have to learn to accept. 

“Let us make it up to you.” Taehyung’s voice brings you out of your thoughts.

“There’s no need.” You tell him and there really isn’t… They did nothing wrong and there’s nothing they needed to make up for. “Aw come on,” Tae whines. “Sleepover, we have the weekend off!” He suggests and you have to shake your head immediately. “I can’t.” You state. “I have a big project due on Monday that I need to get started on.” He pouts cutely and you resist the urge to kiss that pout off his lips. 

“Ok, well just come over Friday night then… The guys and I miss you so much.” He takes a step forward and you take one back… For some reason, your subconscious is telling you that some shit is about to go down that you are unprepared for…

“Tae…” You say warningly. You hate to disappoint him and the rest of your men and you would normally never turn down the opportunity to spend time with them but you just didn’t think it’d be responsible to hangout when you have so much work to do and catch up on. 

And yes, you could bring your work over to the dorm but that just wouldn’t be logical... You’d get nothing done.

“Please?” You don’t miss the way Taehyung’s voice has dropped and octave lower. You look up to meet his eyes and as you expect, there is something dark… Swirling around in them. He advances towards you again and you take another step back, this time your lower back hits the edge of the counter. Taehyung places his hands on either side of you, locking you between himself and the countertop. There’s no where for you to run. 

“Please stay over.” He pleads again and for a split second your eyes land on his lips. They are slightly chapped but they look so inviting... “Let us make it up to you.” His words come out as more of a command than question. “Tae…” You say his name again, a little breathier than you expected but his close proximity is making you somewhat lightheaded… It’s not like you haven’t been this close to him before, hell you’ve been way closer but for some reason, the way that he’s looking at you right now, like he can’t wait to get his hands on you, like he can’t wait to put his mouth on you… It’s all very intense. 

“I already told you… I can’t.” 

“You can’t or you just won’t?” He asks you. His question kind of catches you off guard because he’s sort of got a point… 

It’s not that you can’t go over to their dorm on Friday night or that you don’t want to… It’s just that you don’t think it’d be the smartest thing to do with the word load you have on your table right now… “Darling.” Tae calls… He can tell by the expression on your face that you are playing with the idea of coming over, in your head. “Hmm?” You hum, looking into his eyes. This time, you’re the one to catch him staring at your lips. 

Somehow the two of you have gotten so close to each other that your faces are inches apart. You can feel his breath fanning over you as he speaks. “What do I have to do to change your mind?” He questions, seductively. His voice is as smooth and raw as honey. If lust had a sound, it’d be they way Taehyung is speaking to you right now... The tingle in your core seems to get stronger the more he talks.

You look at his lips one last time and because you can’t resist him any longer, “Kiss me.” is all you mange to say. 

Tae is on you in seconds. He smirks as his lips collide with the softness and warmth of your own.

Kisses with Taehyung always start off slow… Slow and sweet and extremely passionate and today is no different. He sucks on your bottom lip slowly and you moan at the feeling. “Mmm.” He moans along with you. He loves how plump your bottom lip is and the way it bounces back into place when he lets it go. 

Tae takes his hands off the counter and grabs your arms, that are still awkwardly at your sides to place them on his shoulders. You instantly wrap them around his neck and pull him closer. You run your fingers through the blue locks at the back of his head and gently grip them. 

You had been so thrown off by his lips on yours that you had forgotten what do with the rest of your body. 

The two of you are chest to chest as his hands caress your sides. You slide your tongue across his bottom lip, hoping that he’ll get the hint and sure enough he does, opening his mouth for you to slip your tongue in. The two of you swirl your tongues around each others, the feeling is sensual and sexy and is slightly overwhelming your senses but you can’t stop. 

Another minute passes and Tae pulls away from devouring your mouth so the two of you can catch your breaths. “So...” He says breathlessly. You lean forward and peck his lips again, wanting to taste more of him. He smiles against your mouth before speaking, “Is that a yes?” He asks with his lips against yours and you giggle… It seems the man in front of you is adamant in getting you to agree to come over and if you weren’t so horny and now, so extremely wet, you’d tell him off but unfortunately (or mayhaps, fortunately?), you are both of those things and it doesn’t help that Taehyung has decided to drag his mouth from yours to the sweet spot where your neck and shoulders meet, peppering kisses and sucking harshly on the skin there.

“Oh god,” You mumble to yourself. 

It feels so good. 

“Darling?” Tae calls you as your eyes flutter closed. You tilt your head to the side, giving him more space to work. “Hmm?” You can only give him a hum of a response because you think your brain is too clouded with lust to form a coherent sentence… So you just don’t.

“You didn’t answer my question,” He reminds you. His warm tongue runs over the patch of skin he’d previously sucked on. “What was it again?” You ask, having genuinely forgot what it was… He chuckles and slides his hands from around your waist down to your lower back, they rest there for a second or two before he moves on, sliding his hands over the curve of your ass. He grips it firmly and you gasps at the feeling “I said...” He begins. “Is that a yes… To coming over?” He pulls away from your neck to look at your face. 

Tae’s heart beats rapidly and the tightness in his boxers increases when he sees the look on your face. He always thinks you look beautiful but even more so when your eyes are filled with desire, much like they are now. He could just eat you up... And he will. 

“No.” You say, bringing the man in front of you out of his trance. He raises his eyebrow at you and you try to hold back a smug smirk from forming on your face. “No?” He asks, wanting to make sure he heard you correctly. 

“Nope.” You confirm, popping your ‘p’ and shaking your head. 

“Hmm,” He hums. You can tell by his tone that he knows you’re just giving him a hard time and he definitely doesn’t mind playing along. “I guess that means I’m gonna have to work a little harder to get you to say yes huh?” He questions you and you smile sweetly at him, “Bingo.” You say matter-of-factly. 

He knows exactly what you want.

A sudden mischievous smile graces his lips before his mouth is crashing on to yours again. Slow and sweet kisses will no longer suffice for such a moment between the two of you.... Everything now is fast and sloppy and so so good. 

You moan as Taehyung’s tongue pushes into your mouth. He tastes as delicious as the first time he kissed you and you swear you could loose yourself in his mouth alone. 

His hands come down to grip your thighs. “Up.” He grumbles in your mouth and you jump slightly, so that he can effortlessly lift you off the floor and on to the countertop. You can feel the groceries behind you, uncomfortably pressing against your lower back. You remove your hands from around Taehyung’s neck and bring them behind you to push the groceries out of your way so you have more room to move around… The whole time you’re doing this, your lips never leave his.

The sounds of heavy breathing and wet kisses fill the space around you... Also the sound of your favorite bag of chips hitting the hardwood floor but you have no time to dwell on that, not when one of your gorgeous boyfriends is making a mess of your panties and he doesn’t even know it…

Now with Taehyung in between your legs, you can feel how hard he is. He’s pressing himself closer to you and the sudden urge to feel and taste his cock is strong. 

Your hand is down his sweatpants and past his boxers before you know it. “Oh fuck,” He grunts as you grip his hard cock in your small hand. 

You don’t hold back, beginning to stroke him as best you can from where you’re sitting. The angle is a little weird and slightly uncomfortable for you and there’s a bit of restraint from his boxers and sweats still being on him but he seems to be enjoying it from the way his mouth has fallen open and his eyes are fluttering open and closed. “Feels good?” You ask, wanting to hear praises from him. “I-I’m... Fuck...” He’s struggling to get the words out and that is a boost to your pride, if any. You love that you can turn him into a puddy from just your hands. “I’m s-supposed to b-be making you f-feel good.” He finally get the words out and you smile. 

You think it’s so sweet that he’s thinking about making you feel good whilst your hands are on his cock. 

“We can take turns baby.” You remind him before you grab him by the collar of his shirt with your free hand and plant your mouth on his again. The kiss is all teeth and tongue as you continue to pump his length... You use your thumb to spread the precum over the head of his dick. “Y/n...” Taehyung breathes your actual name for the first time since he’s stepped into your apartment. “If you keep doing that, I’m gonna cum in my pants.” He warns you but that only encourages you to go faster. 

You stroke his length with determination. 

Your end goal is to get him to bust a nut… 

Right here… 

In your kitchen… 

In his boxers… 

While you watch… 

You want to make a mess out of him. 

“But isn’t that what you want baby?” You tease him. “To cum, right here in my hand.” Your voice is innocent but your words are so dirty that Taehyung can only growl at you in response before throwing his head back. “Fuck, your hand feels so fucking good around me.” He says through gritted teeth. “My mouth would feel better but we’ll get to that later.” You continue to pump his cock. Your pace goes from slow and steady to fast and hard and it’s making Taehyung loose his fucking mind. 

From the way his dick twitches and the way his face is screwed up in pleasure, you know he’s already about to cum. “Are you close my love?” You ask him sweetly and his heart feels like it might explode. The fact that you can switch from being so dirty to so soft and sweet while you rub him off, really throws him for a loop. You are truly the best of both worlds. 

“Yes...” He groans, finally bringing his head down to lock eyes with you and you bite your lip at the sight in front of you.

You don’t realize it but your hips are desperately gliding back and forth on the countertop, trying to get whatever friction you can… Even if its just the dull shift of your wet underwear rubbing against your folds every now and then… It’s better than nothing at all. Your boyfriend takes note of this, feeling a little guilty, as he was the one who was supposed to be getting you off but instead, here you are giving him, probably the best handjob of his life. He’ll have to make up for it later but right now, he can only focus on the fact that he’s about to cream his pants. 

“Oh God, please Y/n...” He calls out, his eyes haven’t left yours. The both of you are staring at each other so intensely that it feels impossible to look away. “What my love?” You ask him. You twist your hand around his throbbing cock as you continue to stroke him up and down rapidly. Your arm is about to fall off because of the constant change in speed but you refuse to slow down. “Please don’t stop.” He begs you, his voice strained. “I won’t… Not until you cum for me,” You promise him. 

“Are you gonna cum for me Tae?” You feel his dick twitch for the second time after you speak.

Your mouth starts to water at thought of how pretty his cock must look right now. So thick and veiny and probably tinted a pretty shade of pink… You wish you had taken it out of his pants before going to town on it so you could see it in action… You were too eager but it’s okay... You’ll have a better view of it, once you get your face down there to suck him off. 

“Oh f-fuck!” He groans loudly, halting your fantasies about his dick. “I-I’m cumming,” He stutters out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his mouth falls into a perfect ‘o’ shape. Your hand strokes him relentlessly for a few more minutes before you feel it... Tae releases his load all over your hand while your name falls from his lips repeatedly. You continue to pump him through his release, your thumb rubs over the sensitive head of his cock and he flinches at the feeling. “Shit...” He says and you giggle, before pulling your hand out of his boxers. The back of your hand is shiny and wet with his cum… Instead of letting it go to waste, you decide to give him a show... You look him in the eyes and lick the mess he’s made off the back of your hand... You’re not sure how sexy you look, licking your skin like a fucking cat would their fur, but Tae seems to be enjoying it and that all that matter. 

“Holy shit...” He says once you’re done, he comes towards you at full speed, lips colliding for the third time tonight.

Taehyung places his hands under your thighs, guiding you to wrap them around his waist. Once you do, he hastily picks you up and you squeal as he carries you over the couch. He basically throws you down on it… Thank God, you got a bigger one. The little two seater you had before would never work for what the two of you are about to do… 

Your boyfriend moves swiftly to help you pull your shirt off over you head and you have to laugh at how eager he seems to be. “Whats so funny?” He questions and you smile. “You’re just really cute when you’re needy.” You tease him and he scrunches his face in disapproval, making him appear even cuter than before. “I’m about to bury my face in your cunt and you’re calling me cute?” He says in disbelief. “Well, you are…” You simply shrug your shoulders with smirk on your face. “Shut up and get your pants off.” He says somewhat playfully before pulling his own shirt over his head. Your eyes land on his tan skin and his pretty collarbones.. You’re sure your drooling now at how good he looks above you shirtless and dark eyed with his pretty blue locks cascading over his forehead… 

He looks un-fucking-real… 

You begin unbutton your jeans but apparently you weren’t moving fast enough for Tae’s liking which seems to be a recurring theme whenever you’re about to get it on with one or more of your boyfriends… Taehyung impatiently moves your hands out of the way to unbutton your jeans himself so instead you work on your sports bra which actually doesn’t require much work at all… It isn’t the cutest one you own but it does have a zipper down the front which makes the removal process much easier and for that, you are thankful. You unzip the bra and slide it off your shoulders before dropping it on the floor beside the couch. You can’t stop your hands from caressing the tops of your breast then running your palms over your hard nipples. Tae’s hands would feel better but, he’s busy pulling your pants down past your hips. You lift yourself off the couch to help him get them off you. When they’re off completely, he takes the clothing and tosses them somewhere behind him. “Jesus,” He says as his eyes meet the large damp spot on your navy blue panties… “You were this wet the whole time?” He asks, looking up at you and you nod in response.

“Please take care of it Tae…” You plead… Now that he’s brought it up, the wet, stickiness between your legs is starting to get uncomfortable and since he’s the cause of it, it’s only right that he fixes it. “I’d love to.” He tells you before leaning down to press kisses on your stomach, right above the waistband of your panties. You bite your lip and look down at him, both your heart and your pussy are throbbing in anticipation for what is about to happen. 

Taehyung takes a chance and peaks up at your through his lashes… You are a sight to behold, laying here, so prettily and patiently waiting for him to make his next move… He thinks it’d be so easy to tease you and make you whine underneath him but he’s not a selfish lover and he desperately wants to repay you for the nut you made him bust not too long ago. He kisses the damp spot on your panties before looping his fingers in the sides of them. He pulls them down slowly and as your pretty cunt comes into view, he licks his lips. He can’t wait to taste you. “Hurry.” Your voice is soft and very desperate. “Sorry Darling, I just was admiring you…” He confesses and your face heats up right away.

Oh god, this man is going to be the death of me.

He pulls your panties off the rest of the way and tosses them in the same way he did your jeans, he then begins placing kisses one by one on each of your thighs… He takes his time, stopping every so often to suckle on your smooth skin… It feels amazing but you are loosing your patience. You whine out his name and he chuckles… After he just told himself, he wouldn’t tease… He can’t help it though, he just love to take his time with you. 

Tae positions himself more comfortably between your legs, hooking his arms under your thighs and spreading you open wider. He starts by licking a stripe from the bottom of your core to the top, just to get a taste. The tip of his tongue hits against your clit and you sigh at the feeling. Taehyung groans in delight when the taste of you glide across his tongue, igniting a fire in him to taste more. He flattens his tongue over your folds, licking his way back down before pushing the wet muscle between them. Your breathing is already starting to become rugged, the small pants leaving your lips are enough to boost Tae’s ego and he’s only just getting started. 

Gripping your thighs tighter to bring you even closer to his mouth, he begins lapping his tongue between your wet lips and your mouth falls open at his ministration. The back of your head gently hits the arm rest of the couch when Tae’s tongue hits your clit for a second time, this time he lets it stay there, rolling it over your harden bud slowly just before he sucks it into his mouth. “F-fucking hell..” You nearly screech out. His lips are locked around your clit and you can feel his jaw rubbing against your folds while his nose is pressed to the skin at the top of your cunt. You glance down to find his gaze is already on you. For a brief minute, you are able to see that his eyes are glossed over with lust before the flutter closed in pure bliss. 

The fact that he loves eating you out just as much as you love getting eaten out is just…. *chef kisses* 

You push your hands in his hair and grip from the roots, he grunts causing a small wave of pleasure to vibrate over your clit. “F-fuck!” You moan out, arching your back. Taehyung sneakily removes a hand from under your thigh, bringing it up to your wet pussy. He swiftly slides a finger in without warning, causing you to yelp and arch your back, “Oh my god…” You say breathlessly. He begins pumping his finger in and out of you slowly, his mouth never wavering. He sucks on your sensitive bud like it’s his favorite candy. 

Taehyung adds a second finger to your dripping heat and you clench tightly around them. He groans louder around your clit at the thought of you clenching around his cock instead. He knows he’d fit snuggly inside you and he can’t wait to feel your warmth and wetness engulf him but for now, he wants you to cum on his tongue. You taste so sweet and you’re so wet for him that he might just end up staying down between you thighs forever. “So sweet.” He mumbles exactly what he’s was thinking, over your clit. He then uses his tongue again, twisting the muscle in a circular motion around your clit while he steadily pumps his fingers in and out of you. You grab hold of your breast and pinch your nipples between the tips of your fingers to increase your pleasure. 

Your body is on fire… You can fill that familiar coil in your stomach starting to turn and he can sense it too… Almost as if he’s is in tune with your body… Not to mention the way you keep pulsating around his fingers. “Your close..” Tae mumbles, only loud enough for himself to hear. “C’mon Darling.” He mumbles again, in the same tone as he takes his mouth off your clit… 

You can hear him talking but it’s almost like you’re under water… The pleasure is deliciously overwhelming and all you can think about it cumming hard all over his mouth and fingers… You’re so close to that sweet release, it’s unbelievable… 

Now that his mouth is off your clit, Taehyung can focus on the look on your face. “Beautiful.” He, once again, mumbles to himself. 

He’ll never get tired of seeing you like this. Never, ever. 

He blows air over your aching bundle of nerves while he watches you become a quivering mess right before his eyes. 

The moment when he decides to curl his fingers up inside you, moving them back and forth as the tips of his fingers graze across that spot, is all it takes to send you into a frenzy. “Jesus, right t-there! P-please don’t stop!” You exclaim. He pops his head up further, the entire area around his mouth and his chin are g l i s t e n i n g with your juices. “Right here?” He asks, grazing his fingers over the same spot again. The way his words fall off of his lips combined with how he’s looking at you should be fucking illegal. “Yes, yes, yes!” You squeal as you orgasm begins blazing a trail through you body. “Oh fuck,” Tae groans, as he feels your fluids run down his palm… In an instant his mouth is back on your clit. He sucks your clit, mercilessly and the overstimulation causes tears to pool in the corner of you eyes. You try to push his head away from your aching cunt but he won’t budge. 

“Ah-h T-Tae wait, p-please.” You beg him. 

“I-I c-can’t!” You blurt out and he finally releases you from his mouth but his fingers stay in you just a little longer, pumping you as you come down from your high.

The wet sound of Tae pulling is fingers out of your cunt is sensitive to your ears. He licks his fingers clean the leans forward to kiss you and you’re able to taste yourself on his tongue, which causes another moan to escape you. “Do you think… You can take my cock right now Darling?” He asks in between sloppy kisses. “I need to be inside you.” He admits and all you can give him is a nod of your head. “Are you sure?” He questions. He doesn’t want to pressure you or make you feel like you have to do anything you’re not up for… He just really wants to feel you wrapped around him. 

“Yes.” Your voice is hoarse and barely audible but he hears you... 

Taehyung kisses you once more the leans up, you can make out the imprint of his hard member through his sweatpants, you can also see a few dry patches of cum from earlier and your mouth salivates for the hundredth time tonight.

When the blue haired boy above you pushes his sweatpants and boxers down in one go, his dick springs free and your eyes light up when you see the glossy, pink tip… 

Just as you remembered, it is gorgeous… He is gorgeous. 

You don’t get enough time to admire it because he is positioning himself between your legs again. “Ready?” He asks you sweetly and respond by leaning up to place your lips on his again. “Give it to me.” You encourage him and that’s all he needs to hear before slowly pushing himself inside you… No foreplay, no teasing… Just straight to the point. The both of you gasps into each others mouths when your warm walls engulf his thick cock for the first time in a while…

“Jesus…” He calls out and you fall back on to the couch, not having the energy to hold yourself up anymore. He begins with slow strokes, like he usually does. He leans down to meet your mouth again, repeatedly kissing you. “I love you.” He confesses and your heart does backflips, like it always does when they say those three words to you. 

“I love you.” You say back to him whilst his hips start to pick up the pace. His mouths falls on to your chest, peppering kisses on the valley between your breast before it comes to hover over one of your nipples. He pokes his tongue out and flicks it over your nip and you moan his name loudly as your eyes flutter closed. 

Tae pulls out of you, leaving just the head of his cock inside your warm, wet center. He mouth comes down and closes around your harden nipple… He doesn’t hesitate to suck it into his mouth right before he pushes back into you. “F-fuck.” You shout as your hands tangle in his hair yet again. He begins stroking into you at rapid speed… 

Your moans must’ve set him off… 

It’s almost like a flip was switched…

The way he’s ponding into you now is total contrast to how soft and gentle he was being earlier… Not that you’re complaining. “T-Taehyung!” You scream and he finally lifts his mouth from off your nipple, making sure to release it with a pop. He leans up and you’re able to see the beads of sweat rolling down his golden skin. He grabs hold of your legs, wrapping them securely around his waist.

��Scream my name again Darling.” He commands as he grabs onto your hips for support. “Taehyung!!” You scream again when he hits a particularly sweet spot inside of you. “You’re so good to me baby! I love your cock so much.” You praise him and he smirks… The man thrives off of your praises.

Tae bucks his hips faster, you lift your own up to meet his thrusts. Your skins slapping against each other mixed with your heavy panting is one of the prettiest sounds you’ve heard and you don’t want it to end but you don’t think that you’ll last much longer… And from the way that Tae’s head is thrown back, how his grip on you is getting a lot tighter, and the way his adam’s apple bobs in his throat, you know he’s close too. 

“Are you gonna cum with me Darling?” His voice is raw and he sounds so fucked out that it makes your pussy lips quiver… 

“Y-yes, yes I-I’m so close baby.”

“Argh! M-Me too,”

“Give it to me Tae, please..”

You hear him mumble another curse word under his breath and his thrust begin to stagger a bit before his releases his load into you… It takes you a little longer to reach your second orgasm but Tae doesn’t stop fucking you until you do, even with exhaustion starting to settle into his bones, he rubs your clit and continues stroking his dick inside you until you cum all over him…

Soon after your release, Taehyung collapses on top of you, trying his hardest to catch a breath. His eyes fall shut as he rests his head on your shoulder while you lazily run your hands through his damp hair. It’s quiet between the two of for quite a while… You’re both in post-amazing-sex bliss and are just enjoying being in each other embrace. 

You think that Tae has fallen asleep because his body is limp on yours, he’s resting most of his weight on you and his breathing is steady but then you hear his slightly muffled voice say:

“So we’ll see you Friday night then?” 

You toss your head back and burst into fits of giggles.

“This guy…” You mumble to yourself, whilst shaking your head with the fondest smile on your face. 

What am I going to do with you Mr. Kim Taehyung? 

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F R I D A Y    N I G H T

You arrive at the boys dorm at eight o’clock on the dot, like you were told. Stepping up to the front door, you quickly type your code into the keypad, the door beeps and you twist the knob and push it open before stepping inside. All the lights in the dorm were off, expect for the one in kitchen which casted a dim light into the rest of the open space. It seems like no one is home but that couldn’t be the case... Surely Tae wouldn’t have invited you to an empty dorm and furthermore, you texted him less than twenty-five minutes ago to let him know you were on your way so he had to be home.

“Where is everyone?” You mumbled aloud to yourself. 

Just as you pull your phone out to give Taehyung a call, you are startled by the sound of the toilet flushing. You whip your body around to face the bathroom door. You then hear the sink running. “Taehyung?” You call out but there is no answer. The sink is still running as you walk closer to the door. “Hello?” You call out again, a little louder and closer this time when suddenly the sink turns off and the door is being swung open. You are greeted by a pair of sparkly, yet startled brown eyes. “Oh!” Tae says placing his hand over his heart in shock. “Shit, you scared me.” He says, sounding like someone has knocked the wind out of him. You smirk, doing your best to hold your laughter in.

“I was calling your name...” You informed him.

“I’m sorry Darling,” Taehyung steps up to you and wraps his arms around your waist before pulling you into him. You place your hands on his chest to stable yourself. Your faces are inches apart, much like they were two days prior. “Hello beautiful.” He says sweetly. You feel heat rise to your cheeks at the compliment he gives. 

Will you ever get used to all the compliments and affection these men throw at you? Probably not. 

With the sudden urge to kiss the man in front of you. You lean in to close the gap between the two of you, pressing your lips to his. He instantly melts into you.  With his arms securely wrapped around your waist, he pulls you closer. 

The kiss begins to heat up. His hands begin roaming your body, slipping from around your waist to lay them on the small of your back. His lips are so soft today and you find it incredibly hard to pull away from him but you do before things go any further.

You reluctantly pull your lips away from Tae’s and he eagerly chases after you, always wanting more. 

“Slow down tiger,” You say jokingly as you put your hands on his chest to prevent him from getting another kiss out of you.

“I’ve missed you.” He confesses and you can’t wipe the stupid grin off your face… “Tae, we literally saw each other two days ago.” You remind him and he scoffs. “Why can’t you just say it back… You’re turning into Hyung.” He tells you, his tone bitter. You laugh, instantly knowing exactly which Hyung he’s talking about. “Leave Yoongs out of this.” You say, poking his chest playfully. “Speaking of Yoongs…. Where is he?” You say, looking around at what seems to be an empty dorm. “Where is everyone and why is it so quiet in here?” You ask curiously.

Upon hearing your questions, a mischievous smirk graces face. 

“What?” You ask, suddenly suspicious. 

“Come, I wanna show you something.” Tae removes his arms from around your waist to grab hold of your hand. 

“Show me what?”

“It’s a surprise.”

Hearing those three words cause a irritable groan to escape your lips. You hate surprises, really hate them…

You start to have flashbacks of the amount of times you’ve voiced your distaste for surprises and it had to be over twenty… Taehyung should know better. “Tae, did you forget that I don’t like surprises...” You remind him. “C’mon, stop being difficult,” He begins tugging you towards the front door but you are resisting. “And close your eyes.” He instructs you. “Oh God, no.” You pout, stomping your foot like a child. “I don’t wanna go.” You whine. 

“Hey, stopping being a brat.” He says, sounding somewhat annoyed with you… “Just close your eyes.” He adds. ”You close your eyes...” You mumble under breath… Tae hears you and laugh at your immature comeback. 

“If I close my eyes we’re both screwed, don’t you trust me?”

“With my life.”

“Okay then, close your eyes. I’m not leading you into danger... I promise.”

You scrunch your face up in discomfort… “That doesn’t make me feel any better flex but okay.” Your remark once again causes more laughter to erupt from Tae. “What am I gonna do with you?” He mumbles more to himself but you still hear him, you’re too worried about where he’s taking you to comment.

After a few seconds of hesitating, you finally close your eyes. “Ready?” You can feel Tae looking at you so you nod your head in response. “No peaking.” He warns you as he start moving again with your hand locked in his. Your free hand moves around in front of you… You use it to prevent yourself from running into anything. As you start to follow Tae further into the unknown, holding on to him for dare life, you take a chance and pry your left eye open. Just as you do, he turn around to check on you. “Hey!” He exclaims and you close your eye just as quickly as you opened it but it’s too late… You’ve already been caught. 

“I said no peaking.”

“I didn’t see anything and we’ve barely moved an inch,”

Tae sighs before letting go of your hand. “Wait here.” He says, before jogging down the hallway. “Where are you going?” You call after him and get no response in return. You roll eyes and wait, anxiously shifting side to side.

It takes him all of five minutes to finally make his way back down the hall to you. You raise a curious brow at him when you realize there is something in his hand. He holds the item up, letting you get a better look at it. “A tie?” You question, looking at the funky patterned accessory dangling from his hand. “I couldn’t find a mask or scarf… This will have to do.” Taehyung walks around you. “What are you doing?” You ask frantically. “Blind folding you idiot, since you can’t follow instructions.” He says nonchalantly. “Hey!” You turn around to hit his chest and he huffs out a breathy laugh at the contact. “I was kidding!” He tells you, before lifting the tie up to place it over your head then in front of your face. “Turn around.” He instructs you and you sigh before obeying his request. You decide not to argue with him anymore… The quicker you put the blind fold on, the quicker you’ll be able to get it off… Hopefully.

Tae securely ties the fabric over your eyes, making sure the large part isn’t covering your nose. “Are you okay?” He asks after stepping to the front of you and you know. “I guess..” You shrug and you can hear him chuckle. “Can you see me?” He questions. You can’t see him but you can feel him moving around in front of you, probably dancing or making weird faces. 

“No Tae… Can we hurry up and do this… I wanna take this off.”

“Ok, ok.” 

Taehyung finally grabs your hand and starts moving. You decided to grab onto the length of his arm, rather than just his hand. The closer you are to him, the safer you feel… And also if he decides to try and throw you down into a ditch, you’ll be able to pull him down with you with how tightly your holding on to him. 

You hear the sound of the front door being unlocked. “We’re going out?” You ask, nervously. “Yes Darling, but not far.” He assures you and your nerves calm down just bit. You know you’ve stepped out of the apartment when the cooler air of the hallway hits your skin. You hear the door of the dorm shut behind you and the beep of the keypad, indicating that it is locked. “Come.” Tae’s deep voice is comforting as he continues to guide you to your destination. You walk for a short period of time before briefly stopping so that Tae can open, what sounds like, another door. “We’re going up the stairs now.” He warns you. His voice is echoing in space you’re in and you body get goose bumps, not only from the chill in the air but also when you think of all the horrible scenarios that could happen while you’re blind folded. 

“Y/n?” Tae pulls you out of your own head. 

“Hm?” You respond shakily and he laughs. “Why are you being so dramatic?” He questions in amusement. “I’m not.” You protest and you can’t see him but you feel like he might’ve just shook his head at you. “You’ve gotta step up, okay? The first step is right in front of you.” He explains to you and you awkwardly lift your leg up and forward just a bit before putting it back down on the step.

With Tae’s help, you are able to make it up three flights of stairs. You’re tired and out of breath by the end of it. “I’m not in the right shape for this.” You complain and Taehyung chuckles. “You’re shape is perfect.” He says sweetly, the heat that rushes to your cheeks is evident but if Tae noticed, he doesn’t say anything. 

“Are we here?”

“Yes.”

“Can I take the blind fold off?”

“Not yet.”

You can feel Taehyung shifting around you for a bit, then you hear another door being open and another b rush of cool air slaps you in the face… “Ooo.” You say wrapping your arms around yourself. It’s not freezing cold but it’s the start of September and the weather is starting to change from summer to fall so it’s a little chilly. 

Taehyung puts his hands on your shoulders and nudges you throw the door way. The rest of you boyfriends are watching you amusingly as you put your hands in front of you in attempt to feel out your surroundings.

Jungkook is trying his hardest not to laugh out loud at how ridiculous you look flailing your arms about. Yoongi takes a little break from grilling the meat in front of him to glance at you and a fond smile graces his face when he does. 

“Is someone cooking beef?” You say out loud. Jimin and Namjoon’s eyes widen when pick up on the smell so easily. “It smells like a barbecue.” You admit and you can hear what you thought was muffled laughing in the distance but you’re not sure… You know it isn’t Taehyung because he’s right beside you. “Ok, I’m gonna take the blind fold off but you’ve gotta keep your eyes closed until I say…” He says. “Okay.” You respond, happy to just be able to get the fabric from over your eyes. 

Tae stands behind you and begins untying the blind fold. He is looking at his members with a knowing smirk as he does so. “Keep your eyes closed.” He says, as the blind fold falls from over you eyes. 

“Okay, ready?” Tae questions and you nod your head. “Open your eyes,” He whispers in your ear and you do immediately 

“Oh my god.” You gasps, placing your hand over your mouth in awe. 

“Surprise!” All seven of your boyfriends shout in unison. Before you know it, your eyes are beginning to pool with tears. 

The sight in front of you isn’t what you were expecting.

You are on the rooftop of the boys dorms, it is completely decked out with fairy lights and streamers. There’s a wooden bench off to the side with an array of foods displayed. There a cute little tent made of sheets and filled with what looks like the softest and fluffiest pillows and blankets, right across from a huge portable projection screen. 

There is a Disney movie already cue up… You’re not sure which on it is but, the blue screen with the infamous white castle is ever present.  

“Are you crying?” Taehyung suddenly asks, as he leans down to match your height so he can get a better look at your face. “No..” You lie, trying to subtly wipe away yours tears. “Aw~ My baby,” Jimin coos before he jogs over to you. He wraps his arms around you, engulfing you in a big bear hug and you sniffle, before hugging him back. “Please, don’t cry Princess... Our hearts will break if you cry.” Jin pouts as he shuffles over to both you and Jimin, wrapping his arms around the both of you for a mini group hug. “Me too!” Jungkook shouts as he runs over to the three of you. He tries his best to wrap his arms around all of you, snuggling close to Jin first and resting his head on the older male’s back. 

“I-I c-can’t believe y-you guys did t-this…” You’re a stuttering mess and it doesn’t help that your words come out extremely muffled because of all the bodies smothering your own. Jimin laughs because he isn’t able to hear exactly what you said but the shakiness of your voice is adorable. “What was that Baby?” He asks, moving back a little to give you room to speak but his arms are still securely around you. 

“Ok, I don’t think she can breathe… You all have to give her room.” Namjoon is amused at the display of affection in front of him. Jimin, Jungkook and Jin back away from you, giving you breathing space and when you finally look up to greet them, your eyes are puffy and red and your nose is slightly snotty. “Aww.” You can hear Hoseok say from across the room. He had been busy fixing one of the fairy lights and hadn’t gotten a chance to see you properly. Now, here you are, a snotty nose mess in front of him and all it makes him want to do is hold you close in his arms until you’re done crying.

“I can’t believe you guys did this…” You repeat yourself, this time a little more clearly. “We felt really bad about missing movie night,” Taehyung, who has now made himself comfortable in the pile of pillows and blankets at the side of you, confesses. “But I told you it was okay.” You say, voice still trembling. 

“Yes, we know thats what you said…” Hoseok starts. “But it wasn’t how you felt.” He adds.

“Yeah, we’re really sorry Princess.” Jin chimes in. “We know you were really looking forward to that night and we hate that we disappointed you by missing it.” He continues. You smile and grab his hand. You can see the guilt in his eyes, but you don’t want him to feel that way. “But all of this?” You say, looking around. “Not that I don’t love all of this but, isn’t it too much?” You ask shyly and by ‘too much’, you mean ‘too much for little ole you’… 

“It’s not enough!” Jimin exclaims and the rest of the boys chuckle. “This was all Jimin and Taehyung’s idea.” Namjoon admits. “Yeah and you know they don’t do anything half assed.” Yoongi adds as he takes the last few pieces off meat off grill to put them on a plate. You nod your head in agreement. “Thank you guys for this… It’s perfect.” You say truthfully. You’re sure the boys can hear in your words, how moved you are. Your chest feels like it could explode at any minute. “Anything for you Angel.” Hoseok is staring at you like you’re his whole world and it only makes your heart flutter more. “Let’s eat kids before the food gets cold… Then we can watch the movie.” Yoongi suggests as he takes a seat on the bench. The rest of you follow suit, gathering at the table. “What movie is it?” You ask after sitting down in between Namjoon and Jin. “Astro cats or something like that…” Yoongi shrugs his shoulder and you laugh knowingly. “Its Aristocats and excellent choice.” You tell him excitedly before digging into the food like the rest of the boys.

This is way better than the movie night you had planned and you can’t believe the lengths these men will go to make sure you’re okay. You almost feel like you don’t deserve it but you would never say that thought out loud as you know they’d scold you for even thinking it.

Just like always, you are feeling extremely blessed to be loved by such caring and considerate men and you are convinced that you are indeed, the luckiest woman in the world to have all seven of them by your side. 

[flying-elliska]

Thoughts about today’s clips :

- I love seeing more of Alexia and Emma again I love them and I love their dynamic

- Daphné is back to being annoying ugh :/ 

- Imane is so sweet with her friends in general

- So the trip thing is very similar to Skam NL...a bit eh about it because it doesn’t have this big overarching group dimension about it where everyone does it 

- Overall I’m a bit worried that it’s so similar to OG, esp the part about ‘getting Manon a new guy’...like can it be someone else on the ballon squad at least ? Like idk maybe Idriss ? Then maybe it could be a bit weird that Imane’s bff is dating her brother but like...we won’t have that loathed love triangle. But Marilyn said we would hate Manon this season so ugh. I was looking forward to them actually changing the story. 

- I am not seeing a lot of symbolism yet except for this : the season started with Imane washing her hands. The clubhouse/gym place had waves painted on the outside. Sooo....Water ? lol i’m reaching tbh

- I really like the visuals of this episode so far, more than ep1 of s3 tbh ; there’s a lot more warm tones and less blue light - it makes sense story wise, but it’s nicer on the eyes. I like that we’re in a totally different part of Paris too. 

- The ‘alpha males’ thing is...yikes. Emma “helping” Idriss tho. Hilarious. I just love her lack of f*cks sooo much. 

- Sofiane dancing, oh my god ! He’s so good ! Like the whole aesthetics of that scene, the golden light, Sofiane’s absorption in what he’s doing, the mirror....The look on Imane’s face ! also ummmm....muscles....and ugh the ‘peut être’ ‘peut être ça me va’ awwwwwwwww we love a love interest that’s passionate about stuff. like is there anything more attractive ? I hope Alexia noticed he was looking at Imane

- the music was really nice too and the lyrics are interesting “ And how I wish I could've seen the stars align / It was never gonna happen any other time / And everything was easier when I didn't know you /You don't know what you got until it's gone into the blue’ ....so miscommunication, timing issues...hmmm

- s4 and the girl squad being mains again is stressing me out because it brings to the front the one thing Skam in general, imho, is pretty bad at : male/female relationships. Like Skam aces queer love, friendship, all sorts of representation. But m/f love stories are generally pretty terrible tbh. Like Eva/Jonas was disintegrating so okay. Eva/Chris...ehhhh. Not a solid foundation of personal interaction, they’re just getting drunk together. Noorhell...okay, sure it’s your guilty pleasure, go ahead. But the message it sends is just bad. Skam France gave us Marles, which same, and Daphné/Basile, in which Basile spends most of the time ignoring her boundaries and being gross and pushy as hell, and she’s still pressured to ‘give him a chance’ (yikes). He turned around somewhat but imho, she should have let him try longer. And the fact she was already showing interest when he was still mostly being garbage...so unrelatable like. Skam’s best love stories happen when they are forced by an element of the story to sidestep the toxic heteronormative mold - with Elu/Evak because duh and with Yousana/Sofimane (well, i hope) because of Sana/Imane’s religious convictions, and because she has such a strong backbone and principles in general and can’t be ‘taught out’ of them like the Manon character. with what they’re setting up rn i’m really like...ehh. 

- I miss Eliott and Lucas tbh the lack of hiatus really has me struggling to get into this season more it’s a shame but the end of s3 has always been so frustrating to me because we see them actually be happy like what...3 minutes before it’s over, even more with Skam Fr because they upped the drama in ep 10 and i’m still in withdrawal. 

- I really hope this season gives a bigger place to Sofimane and Imane in general i am so ready to fall in love with them too like Skam France is the best at depicting those pure romantic stories full of symbolism and amazing moments and them devoting so much time to other stuff becomes so frustrating lmao also because tbh imho they’re better at romance and less good at everything else compared to og 

[ficswithrimi]

Mine (Chapter 4)

TITLE: MINE

PAIRING: NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM X READER

GENRE: ANGST, ROMANCE

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF BLOOD, VIOLENCE, DEPRESSION, MINOR SEXUAL CONTENT, AND SUICIDE ATTEMPT

SYNOPSIS: DAUGHTER OF A NIFLHEIM SOLDIER, YOU WERE SENT OUT TO TENEBRAE TO SPY ON THE NOX FLEURET FAMILY AND THEIR INVOLVEMENT WITH THE LUCIS CAELUM FAMILY. HOWEVER, AFTER LEARNING THE TRUTH ABOUT NIFLHEIM, YOU BETRAY THEM. YOUR JOURNEY OF REVENGE BEGINS AFTER LEARNING OF THE DEATH OF YOUR ADOPTIVE SISTER, LUNAFREYA, AND YOUR CHILDHOOD FRIEND NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM.

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A/N: HEEEY! Long time no see! Let’s be honest. This chapter sucks but ugh I forgot some of the plots in the storyline and I had to get this part in here cuz, ya know, following storyline. However, not everything will be on par with the story. The fun starts next chapter cuz! Time skips! Woo! Okay enjoy this lame chapter! Bye~

  You rode in cars before. This wouldn’t be the first time you sat in the backseat of a car as it zoomed along the highway. When Queen Sylva was alive and times were simpler, she’d take Lunafreya, Ravus, and you to the city of Tenebrae sometimes to do royalty stuff like feed the homeless or watch Queen Sylva heal those affected by the plague. The car was usually black with tinted windows so no one could see inside. You sat in the back with Lunafreya and Ravus as your adoptive mother sat upfront with the driver. You never really found the joy of riding in cars because it felt stuffy.

           However, as the wind whipped through your hair that barely touched the top of your shoulders and the smell of nature overtook your senses, you realized maybe cars weren’t so bad. Well, maybe just the Regalia. The boys drove with the hood down so there was plenty of fresh air to inhale. You didn’t even mind being squished in between Noctis and Gladiolus. Gladiolus kept mostly still in the car while Noctis would either sit correctly or on the back of the car’s hood. Your eyes glanced everywhere as the desert landscape surrounded you. Tenebrae was mostly a wooded area so seeing the red dust and sand around amazed you. Lucis was a beautiful country, you concluded, and you haven’t even seen half of it yet.

           You imagined how Lunafreya would enjoy seeing this new environment. She’d probably scold you about not running around in the sand in fear of it staining your clothing. You’d ignore her rants and go off into the barren fields anyway. A smile graced your lips as you imagined this. How you prayed to the Gods that she was okay. You barely spoke to the Gods do to you blaming them for the hardships in your life, but for the sake of Lunafreya, you’d pray countlessly for her safety. She was all you had-

           “Hey, Y/N! Can I ask you something?” Prompto turned around his seat to look at you. You blinked at him before simple shrugging at the freckled man.

           “So I’m a photographer right-“

           “Here we go,” You heard Noctis mumble beside you. You glanced slightly at the prince before looking back to Prompto.

           “Anyways,” Prompto threw a glare to Noctis. “I was wondering if I could include you in my photos on this journey.”

           “Um… sure…” You shrugged again. “I’ve… never really taken a picture before…”

           “What?!” Prompto yelled suddenly causing Ignis to slightly swerve the car. He sent a sharp look at Prompto before focusing back on the road. Meanwhile, Noctis and Gladiolus were staring wide-eyed at you.

           “You’ve never taking a picture? Not even one?” Gladiolus asked, setting down the book he was reading in his lap. Suddenly this conversation was more interesting than whatever he was reading.

           “Nah,” You said. “What’s the big deal? It’s just a photo, right?”

           “Pictures help you remember the good times!” Prompto said. “I have tons of pictures already!”

           “What about the bad times?” You arched a brow at him.

           “Why take pictures of the bad times?”

           “Well, aren’t all memories important? The good and the bad?”

           “She has a point…” Gladiolus agreed with you. You turned your head towards him and gave him a bright grin.

           “Let me take a picture of you now! How about with just you and Noct? Aren’t you guys childhood friends?” Prompto asked as he pulled out his camera, readying it for the photo.

           “Uh-“

           “We can’t be friends,” Noctis said suddenly. Your eyes grew as he said that. The memory of a nine-year-old you sadly saying that to the young prince when he begged to be your friend flashed through your mind. He remembered that after all these years? Did it really have that much of an effect on him?

           “Huh?” Prompto blinked confusedly at the prince’s words. “Why not? I think you guys will become great friends on this trip!”

           “Just take the picture,” You mumbled in hopes of the topic changing. Prompto just nodded his head at you as he put the camera up to his eye.

           “You guys look so stiff. Relax. If we’re gonna fake a friendship might as well start now, right?”

           Noctis let out a small chuckle as he smirked towards the camera. You let out a quiet sigh as you looked up at the camera. Just as you were about to smile, the camera’s flash went off. Your eyes widened as you realized Prompto had taken the picture before you were ready.

           “Hey! I wasn’t ready!” You frowned at the freckled blond.

           “The best pictures are the off-guard ones! Don’t worry. We have a long journey. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to be prepared,” He laughed.

           “Great…”

~!~

           “Hey Noct,” Prompto called to the prince as they group made their way to one of the caves to meet Cor, the Marshal of the Crownsguard, to receive Noctis’s first royal arm.

           “Yeah?” Noctis said as he glanced to the freckled blond beside him. Ignis, Y/N, and Gladiolus were slightly ahead of the pair.

           “Do you think Y/N will be able to handle whatever’s inside that cave?” Prompto asked worriedly as they both glanced towards the raven-haired woman in front of them. They couldn’t see her face but they could tell by her body posture she was tense and on edge. The scratches and cuts she received from her solo journey to Hammerhead were visible on her exposed skin, the only thing being covered was her bullet wound.

           “She took on a train full of imperials and daemons in one day…” Noctis said as he looked away from her.

           “Yeah but what if, ya know, these daemons are extraordinarily huge and strong-“

           “Okay,” Y/N said as she suddenly stopped walking, causing the two behind her to almost bump into her backside. “I can hear everything you guys are saying. I’m not a damsel in distress. I can fend off whatever is in that cave.”

           “We don’t know that for sure, princess,” Gladiolus smirked at her as he and Ignis turned to see why everyone had suddenly stopped following them.

           “Princess?” A deep voice startled the five people. Everyone’s eyes widened and went into an immediate bow - with the exception of Noctis and Y/N – as a blond older guy walked out of the cave where the royal arm was being held. “There’s a princess among you?”

           “Cor…” Noctis said his name solemnly as Y/N glanced around confusedly.

           “Your highness, glad to see you are well and alive. Please stand, everyone,” Cor smirked at the men before his eyes fell on Y/N. Noctis glanced at the woman as she gave him a stoned expression.

           “Are you the princess among us?” Cor laughed slightly. “Looks like you’ve seen better day-“

           “Uh, she’s Lady Lunafreya’s sister, sir!” Prompto quickly interjected before Cor could continue his insult. Prompto didn’t know much about Y/N yet but he could tell she wasn’t the type to take things lightheartedly.

           “By adoption,” Ignis said as he pushed his glasses up. “She will be joining us on journey.”

           “Lady Lunafreya’s… have you heard anything from your sister?” Cor’s eyes widened as he took a step forward towards Y/N, reaching out slightly to her. However, she took a step back, preventing him from doing so, as she shook her head ‘no.’

           “Lunafreya has been reported… deceased…” Y/N swallowed hard. Noctis’s eyes fell on the woman’s hand as she balled it in a tight fist.

           "Okay, Cor, please explain what is going on,” Noctis grabbed onto Y/N’s shoulder to push her back some as he took a step towards the man.

           “Ah, right… about the King…”

~!~

           You swallowed back your tears as the words you spoke suddenly felt true. The past two days, you didn’t dare mention the possibility of Lunafreya being dead aloud but now… just now, you did. And you couldn’t handle it. Anger and sadness engulfed your body. You were angry at the Empire for killing your only family, angry at the Insomnia guards for not protecting Lunafreya better, pissed at this Cor guy for making you admit reality to yourself, but mostly, you were pissed at yourself for leaving Lunafreya behind that day. You could’ve been there to protect her – even if she didn’t tell you fully what was going on. Still, you could’ve prevented it.

           “Imperials above us!” Prompto shouted as an imperial ship flew above you guys, causing the wind to become ferocious and sand to blow everywhere.

           “You ready for this, small fr-“ Gladiolus shut up immediately as he saw you reach into the waist of your pants and remove two daggers. His eyes widened at the quality of the daggers. They were definitely a part of the Nox Fleuret weaponry as it held the Tenebrae symbol on them and the silver blades seemingly were melded together by Tenebrae’s national flower, sylleblossoms, giving it a purple-ish hue.  

           “Y/N, wait-“ Prompto called out as you blindly ran towards the barren field where the ship dropped off the soldiers. From afar, you could tell it was a mixture of their magitek soldiers and real ones. You gritted your teeth as they noticed your presence and began to aim their guns at you. Your eyes widened as a bullet came flying straight towards the middle of your forehead. Before you could dodge the bullet, you suddenly felt a pair of strong arms grab you before seeing a bright blue light engulf you and transport you behind a giant boulder. Your vision blurred before coming into focus as you looked towards the culprit – or savior – who still had their arms around your waist. Ocean blue eyes met yours briefly before he let go of you and transported – vaporized? – towards an imperial soldier, taking him down instantly. You stared in awe as Noctis, constantly engulfed in a blue light, drifted from soldier to solider. Your eyes then traveled to the others as they also seemed to possess this special magic blue light as their weapons suddenly appeared in their hands and began to take down soldiers.

           Coming to your senses and deciding to worry about the magical quartet later, you gripped onto the daggers that were still somehow in your hands and dashed towards an imperial with his back facing towards you. As you closed in on him, you noticed this was one of the magitek soldiers as the loud whirring could be heard the closer you got. It spun its head completely around to face you as it heard your impending feet but didn’t get a chance to react as you plunged one of your daggers into its weak spot – their glowing red eyes. Yanking the dagger out and watching it fall to the ground to disintegrate, you glanced over at Prompto who was constantly shooting at two magitek soldiers as they gained in on him. Smirking as you remembered his words earlier about not being able to handle yourself, you rushed over to his aide.

           “Aim for the eyes,” You said as he temporarily stopped shooting as he watched in awe as you aggressively aimed a dagger at the eye of the soldier closest to the two of you. Prompto’s mouth dropped as the soldier immediately fell to its death. “Pick you mouth up and fight, Prompto!”

           You rolled his eyes as he continued to stand in amazement – and possibly in shock – as you dashed towards the fallen trooper to retrieve your dagger. Just as you reached it, ready to yank your dagger out, the other soldier that had been coming after Prompto readied its axe to put an immediate end to you. You immediately let go of the dagger you were retrieving and dodged out of the way as a loud bang went off followed by the screeching sound of a magitek dying. You blinked as you watched it fall to the ground with a bullet sticking out of one of its eyes. Everything seemingly had been cleared out as the other’s made their way towards Prompto and you.

           “You guys okay?” Gladiolus asked as he shifted his eyes over to you as you went over to the soldier that still possessed your dagger in its eye.

           Yanking it out and putting is safely into the waist of your tights, you nodded your head at Gladiolus. “Just dandy.”

           With that you began to walk towards the cave, leaving the men behind in the process. Cor nodded his head at the others as he jogged slowly to catch up to you. The four boys followed behind him.

           “Hey…” Cor said as he caught up to your speed and was now walking directly next to you. “Where’d you learn to… fight like that? Looks like years of practice.”

           “My brother taught me,” You frowned as you kept your eyes forward, avoiding the man’s gaze. He cleared his throat as he sensed you weren’t really up for talking. Though he was partially right, the events that just occurred were still processing in your head. Like what was the blue light everyone possessed besides yourself? How did their weapons just appear like that as if magic? Of course, it wouldn’t surprise you if it were magic - your sister is the oracle after all. You’ve seen some pretty magical stuff in your 21 years of life. This, however, was new.

           “If I may ask, uh, how’d the Nox Fleuret’s find you? This is the first time anyone has mentioned of them having an adopted – uh – another member in the household?”

           You stopped walking to take a glance at the man beside you. His eyes widened as he watched as you observed him. He was built – that was for sure – but his face made him appear older than what he probably was. He’d probably witnessed and been through things that you couldn’t even fathom. He was keen on keeping the prince – king – safe and making sure he fulfilled his duty as new ruler. You knew his type. One mention of being affiliated with Niflheim and you’d be considered a threat to Noctis and his friends. You’d be left alone to find out just what had happened to Lunafreya and how to get back to Niflheim for your revenge. However, it would be far easier to travel with Noctis since you both shared similar goals. Glancing behind you at the boys who kept a safe distance from the you and this Cor guy, you looked back up at him.

           “Abandoned as a child. Queen Sylva took me in. End of story,” You shrugged as you began walking again, leaving him behind. It technically wasn’t a lie. Your father did disown you after your betrayal to your country.  

           “So, uh, what’s the game plan? We tackle some demons, retrieve some ancient sword, and find out where to go to next?” Prompto asked as the boys finally closed the distance.

           “By ‘we’ do you mean us?” Gladiolus motioned towards you, Noctis, and Ignis. “I saw how Y/N came to save your ass back there.”

           “H-hey! It was teamwork!”

           “Sure, buddy,” Noctis let out a stiff giggle as he walked past the man. You let out a small smile as you followed behind Noctis as he went inside of the cave.

~!~

           “I promise you’ll love your gift! Just… a few more days, okay, Lunafreya?” Y/N smiled excitedly as she and Lunafreya stood at the front doors of the castle, preparing to leave for Insomnia.

           “I honestly don’t need anything but your happiness, darling,” Lunafreya smiled gently at the girl she claimed as her a little sister.

           “Your happiness is my happiness…”

           “Lunafreya…” The voice of the messenger filled Lunafreya’s ears as she stood up quickly and rushed over towards the woman who stood in front of the door. After escaping Insomnia, Lunafreya was brought to Lestallum to stay for a while to get her thoughts together. Her official calling as oracle was beginning to play out. It was time for her to assist the Chosen King. After leaving Lestallum, she would travel to awaken the Gods and ask for them to lend their powers to Noctis. She knew by doing this it would lead to her ultimate death but, alas, that was the fate of the last oracle.

           However, she was distracted from her duties as she was unaware of Y/N’s wellbeing. She had gone to Insomnia to celebrate her 21st birthday. Lunafreya hasn’t heard word on her sister since the falling. She tried to push the idea that Ravus wouldn’t put their sister in danger but it still nagged the blonde woman in the back of her mind. What if he knew of the Empire’s plan to destroy Insomnia? They did have it out for Y/N, after all. It was a perfect opportunity to get rid of the young woman who they claimed betrayed them.

           “Any word of Y/N?” Lunafreya asked in a shaky voice, afraid of the answer Gentiana would give her. Gentiana kept a straight face making it hard for Lunafreya to read her expression.

           “No, I’m sorry. I am unable to detect her and Umbra is having difficulties locating her as well..”

           Lunafreya swallowed back the lump in her throat as Gentiana’s words rang through her head. Umbra and Y/N were extremely close. If anyone could sniff out the woman, it was Umbra.

           “Well… I hope where ever she is… she’s safe…” Lunafreya dropped her head to the floor to prevent Gentiana from witnessing the tears that were building up.

           “I know this is very unsettling for you, Lunafreya, but we cannot stay here too much longer. We must continue to fulfil your duties…”

           Lunafreya blinked back her tears as she looked up at Gentiana. “You’re right… we’ll set off tomorrow. I just pray to the Gods… my Y/N is safe…”

~!~

           “So, are you going to explain this blue light you possess or what?” You asked Noctis as you and the group traveled through the cave towards his first royal arm.

           “Sh, Y/N! The daemons might hear you if you’re so loud!” Prompto said as he trailed behind you. You stopped in your tracks and looked back at him in disbelief.

           “I know you’re not talking. I’ve known you for a day and you’re loud as hell-“

           “Settle down, children,” Ignis spoke up.

           You shrugged as you continued to walk beside Noctis. He was leading the group within the dark cave. Everyone had a flashlight except for yourself so you couldn’t rush through the cave as you would have liked. Though you weren’t afraid of what was inside or daemons attacking you, it was still safer to stay with the light and actually see when something jumps out at you with the intent of killing you. Noctis, being the only one you really knew, was your first choice of sticking close to. You had noticed while going through the cave that he didn’t talk much and when he did, it was him lowkey throwing shade at Prompto. Speaking of which, Prompto was the loudest of the group and you sensed he didn’t understand fully the danger all of you were possibly in. You figured he just spoke loudly to cover up his inner fear. It was kind of like how you turned to dark humor to cover up your inner emotions about your troubled past.

           “You don’t know about the power the Lucis Caelum family holds?” Gladiolus arched a brow at you. He walked faster up to you so now you were walking between him and Noctis. Though you enjoyed his presence, you wished he would’ve stayed behind a little as this cave was tight and he was, well, huge.

           “King Noctis Lucis Caelum, ruler of Lucis. The chosen king or something?” You were unsure about the last part. You only remembered because you heard Lunafreya mention it to you and him when you were little. It never interested you to learn about Noctis and his royal duties so you’d just tune her out. On multiple occasions, Lunafreya attempted to tell you the story of Eos but you just weren’t interested as you knew it would lead to her mentioning Noctis. And just mentioning the boy around you used to cause you to gag at the little romance they had going on.

           “You don’t know about the power of the crystal?” Gladiolus asked.

           “Nope.”

           “That’s where his powers come from. The Lucis Caelum family is to protect it until the chosen king comes along. The crystal holds special powers that will be used to cure Eos of the scourge. It also, however, grants powers to the king to warp at the speed of light and he is allowed to pass on some of these powers to others, more so, the kings glaive,” Ignis explained to you.

           “Ah, so that’s how you teleported me out of the way, thanks for that by the way…” You said. Noctis just shrugged it off.

           “Hey! Is that it?!” Prompto asked as the five of you reached a section of a cave that had a wooden door entailed with gold hedges and a marble structure above it.

           “Has to be,” Noctis said as he pulled out a key from his pocket. Cor had given him a key that would unlock all of the tombs outside the cave before ditching you guys.

           You watched as Noctis walked towards the door and readying himself to enter the key into the lock. However, just as he was about to do so, a loud screeching noise was heard, causing everyone to cover their ears. You whipped your head behind you as you witnessed a huge daemon surface from the ground. Jumping into action, Prompto, Gladiolus, and Ignis summoned their weapons and began to attack the monster. Hurriedly trying to assist them, you fumbled with your tights to pull out your daggers. You didn’t know why it was taking so long for you to pull them out. It was dark besides from the tiny light emitting from the tomb and you couldn’t really focus. It was now you regretted wearing black tights.

           Before you could place your hand on one of your daggers, you felt someone quickly, but gently, grab your hands. It was dark so you couldn’t see who it was. All you knew, this wasn’t the time to be flirting with you.

           “What the hel-“ You were cut off as a blue light emitted from the person’s hands – one which was gloved – and into your hands where they absorbed the light. You glanced away from your hands and up to Noctis just as he let go of your hands and warped towards the daemon to assist his friends. Confused as to what that was all about, you patted down your waist only to feel nothing there.

           “Uh guys!” You said as the realization that you may have lost your weapons somewhere in the cave. That was weird, however, as your daggers have never fell through your waistline or pockets before. You didn’t even remember hearing them drop. “I sort of lost my daggers…”

           “What?” Prompto whipped his head towards you as you stood helplessly near the tomb, watching as they took on the daemon themselves. “I saw you put them in your waistband!”

           “I know – I just! I can use my combat skills-“

           “Think of your daggers and they’ll come to you,” Noctis shouted over to you as he warped away from the daemon that tried to slash away at him.

           You blinked confusedly at him before holding your hands out and thinking of your daggers. Not really knowing what to do, you just kept repeating and asking in your head for them to appear. However, nothing did.

           “Um…”

           “Like really think about them!” Gladiolus yelled. “Don’t just ask for them to appear!”

           Getting frustrated and just wanting to get into the action before they destroyed the daemon themselves, you thought of your daggers and how they were both welded from sylleblossoms. They were quite old but held up great strength. Apparently, one of Lunafreya’s ancestors used them in some war centuries ago. No one had used them until you took possession of them. As you thought of the daggers, the same blue light that you’ve seen several times today emitted from your hands and suddenly you felt the roughness of the leather handle of the daggers. A smile slowly spreading on your face, you looked in awe as your daggers were now both in your hands.

           “Stop gawking, princess. Come help!” Gladiolus shouted as he slashed at the daemon’s foot, bringing it harshly to the ground with a scream. Nodding, you ran towards the fallen daemon and jumped towards it, plunging your daggers in its head in the process. That appeared to be the last of its life as it screamed loudly again as it died. Before it could disappear, however, your daggers flashed back to your hands.

           You blinked in amazement. “That was… amazing!”

           “Right? Now you’re officially one of us!” Prompto grinned at you. You ignored him as you continued to practice your new gift. Lunafreya would be amazed once she saw this.

           Lunafreya...

           The smile on your face immediately fell as you thought of your deceased sister. Gaining this new power made you temporarily forget the reality you lived in. Noctis seemed to notice your change in mood as he walked up behind you and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. You turned to look up at him and gave a weak smile.

           “I’m fine... go on… get your grandpa’s sword or whatever…” You urged him to go on. He just nodded at you before walking back to the tomb to unlock the door.

           The four of you followed Noctis into the tomb where the clay statue of one of the past kings laid. Your mouth dropped in amazement as you walked over to the table the late ruler of Lucis rested. Your eyes left the statue as they shifted over to Noctis who hesitantly approached the table. Carefully, he reached his arm out towards the sword that the statue held and the blue light that you had been used to seeing now lit up the room. Your eyes widened as the sword lifted from the king’s grasp and floated midair for a while before stabbing Noctis in is chest, disappearing inside of him.

           “Noctis!” You suddenly yelled as he stumbled back slightly, the grimace on his face showing the clear pain he was in. As you were about to run to his aid, Ignis grabbed onto your arm to stop you. You whipped your head to glare at the man but before you could say anything, the lighting in the room returned to normal causing you to lose your train of thought.

           “I’m fine,” Noctis said as he looked over at you and Ignis. Shrugging your arm from his grasp, you just nodded your head at him. “Let’s go find somewhere to camp. I’m tired.”

~!~

           The boys were inside of the tent preparing to sleep while you sat outside around the firepit. You looked up at the dark night sky as you let out a heavy sigh. Was Lunafreya up there? She had to be. She was the oracle, after all. If she was, was she looking down on you and watching you journey with Noctis? You could see her now, laughing with the Gods and Gentiana, about how you ended up traveling with the man you once couldn’t tolerate being in the same room as. Of course, that was when you were a child. As an adult, you didn’t resent Noctis as much. He was a pretty okay guy for someone who has such a burden on his shoulders. Then again, you’ve only spent one entire day with him so far and he didn’t seem that unspoken. You giggled to yourself as you pictured a would’ve been Noctis and Lunafreya reunion. Lunafreya spoke her mind so it wouldn’t be surprising if she told Noctis everything that was on her mind while the shy man just quietly agreed, only speaking to say some unimportant two cents.

           “Y/N, we got word from Iris,” You turned to the sound of the voice as they exited from the tent. It was Ignis. Remembering how he prevented you from helping Noctis from earlier, you rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to the fire. You didn’t remove them from the orange glow as he sat beside you.

           “Look, I know you’re probably upset for the way I handled you-“

           “Handled me?” You snapped your head towards him in anger. “Handled me?!”

           “Sorry, poor choice of words,” Ignis cleared his throat. “I do, however, apologize for my behavior from earlier. It’s just I couldn’t let you interfere with what was happening to Noct-“

           “Noctis was in pain. What the hell?” You hissed through your teeth. “Did you think I was just going to sit there and watch my sister’s fiancé in pain like the rest of you did?”

           “It’s part of his calling to go through these difficulties, unfortunately, there’s not much we can do to ease His Highness’s pain,” Ignis frowned solemnly.

           “You wouldn’t know unless you try,” You returned his frown.

           Ignis was quiet as he took in your words. How could they call themselves Noctis’s friends if they could watch him suffer in pain – even if it was only a brief pain. Lunafreya is reportedly dead. Ravus betrayed you. You only had Noctis now. Though you didn’t want to claim it, he was your only family now and you weren’t going to allow him to get hurt. You failed to protect Lunafreya but you’d be damned if you wouldn’t succeed in protecting the one she loved. It’s the last thing you could do for her. Tears began to well up in your eyes as you thought of her. Why was all of this happening? Why now?

           “You’re correct,” You looked at Ignis as he said this. He awkwardly pushed his glasses up as he saw the tears in your eyes. “I apologize if I upset you. As Noct’s advisor, his wellbeing is my top priority and if I could take the pain he suffered today and will suffer from in the future, the Gods know I would in a heartbeat, however, I am also aware he must go through the pain to become stronger.”

           You just nodded your head to signal you understood or would try to at the least. Turning your head back to the fire, you and Ignis sat in a slightly less tense silence.

           “So, as I was saying before, Gladiolus has heard from Iris, his sister.”

           What did that have to do with you?

           “She’s in Lestallum…”

           Good for her.

           “Lunafreya recently left to continue her oracle duties in assisting Noctis…”

           Your eyes widened as you looked quickly over to Ignis. Did he just say…? Did that mean…?

           “Lunafreya… is alive…?” You whispered softly.

           Ignis let out a comforting smile.

           “Alive and well.”

[ignite-the-stars]

So after re-reading the entire Inheritance Cycle, I decided to torture myself and watch the Eragon Movie for the 1st time. 

My thoughts are below.

Okay, I’m doing it. I’m watching the Eragon Movie. Goddammit. I’m going to hate myself for this, aren’t I? Ah well, here we go.

·         Okay, the narration isn’t bad. Good explanation.

·         Da fuk? That is Arya? NOOOO. Did you read the fucking description of her in the book? Ok, so the egg was just stolen that’s different.

·         Why is he blonde with blue eyes? Jesus Christ, did no one read the book?

·         I’m going to be saying this a lot, aren’t I?

·         I don’t like the narration anymore. But it’s Jeremy Irons so

·         Oh hey that’s Robert Carlyle. Creepy Dark Magician is a good aesthetic for him.

·         Why doesn’t she have pointy ears?

·         Okay so expected a little more from Carvahall. I thought there’d be some better log houses. Like Their clothes are advance but their houses are super early medieval

·         Sloan? Eww. I always pictured him to be at least a little intelligent looking.

·         I do like bitter sassy Brom though

·         Roran & Eragon play fighting like wut?

·         Okay leaving to hide from recruiting soldiers is new.

·         Aw Garrow. He ugly but nice.

·         Okay baby Saphira is adorable

·         IT’S A DRAGON DUMBASS

·         Why does everyone wake up? It makes 0 sense. WHY? WHY? Would you tell him it hatched? Damn it Blonde!Arya.

·         Okay what is this cave throne thing that Galbatorix is just hanging out in? What does he do all day?

·         Didn’t we get this story at the beginning Brom? Why have the narration at the beginning then?

·         Okay, there’s like no transition from dark gloomy Brom to happy prancing in the field of flowers Eragon.

·         WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT????? NO NO NO NO NO! THAT’S NOT HOW DRAGON GROW YOU FUCK OF A MOVIE! LIKE A MONTAGE OR SOME SHIT WOULD’VE BEEN BETTER.

·         PAUSING IT BECAUSE I NEED A DRINK

·         Saphira’s voice isn’t dragon-y enough. Ugh Good Lord movie

·         WUT why are you doing this in Brom’s house. Didn’t Garrow teach you some fucking manners?!

·         I am with Brom. I’d be pissed off at this whiny brat Blonde!Eragon too!

·         “I know you’re story is true!” I mean it wasn’t that long ago.

·         That sword is dumb, it looks like a normal sword that they fingerpainted.

·         Oh wow they killed Sloan. He won’t be important for book II

·         That’s a Ra’zac?

·         What is this? There’s no way they could’ve gotten there that fast.

·         Okay so Garrow’s already dead. That was quick.

·         I mean this isn’t dramatic at all

·         Slow down this is going too fast.

·         HOW THE HELL DID BROM GET HERE THIS FAST?

·         WHAT THE HELL BROM???? You can’t just burn shit like this? RUDE

·         Conclusion. Everyone needs to learn manners.

·         Also why does Brom just have an extra horse?

·         And now it's raining. Good luck with that funeral pyre.

·         RIDE! And you just go??? Why this makes no sense. Pls establish something

·         Well, he’s got the condescending part of Brom down.

·         Also ERAGON IS 15 FUCK YOU MOVIE

·         Good Lord time to get another drink. This is gonna be a rough night.

·         BROM’s outfit is killing it.

·         “I think he’s a friend” JESUS blonde!Eragon he just burnt your farm to the ground.

·         “Ah-rah-gen” I thought it was pronounced “Air-ah-GONE”

·         Are these supposed to be Urgals? I think I need another- no Laura wait. I have a feeling more dumb shit is coming

·         “We’ve trained with swords” YOU’RE FULL OF SHIT BLONDE!ERAGON

·         Okay, we’re skipping a lot here. SLOW DOWN!

·         Also why are we going to the Varden and not after the Ra’zac.

·         Your lack of motives and wanting to get revenge is killing me Blonde!Eragon

·         This is Daret???

·         The country is much smaller than it is in the book.

·         Please tell me this glitter whore isn’t Angela

·         FUCK

·         WHY YOU TALKING IN the THIRD PERSON

·         Blond!Angela, why are you like this?

·         I don’t think this is the prophecy.

·         “Did she tell you about HIM?” Nice Brom

·         Honestly Brom calling everyone out on their shit is the only good part of this movie.

·         WHAT WAS THAT???? That’s not how the force works.

·         “You’re a Wizard Eragon”

·         “What’s the word for tree? Branch?” Way to pick lame ass words to be happy about Eragon.

·         Dramatic Entrance Saphira!

·         Where da fuck did this saddle come fr- oh Brom made it okay.

·         Okay, you almost fell off died Eragon. Stop laughing.

·         What happened to the other horse?

·         Oh it’s back ok aaa ay

·         But he’s be galloping everywhere

·         Is this where Brom dies? No, he’s the only smart one in this movie?

·         That’s not how magic works!!!

·         So the Ra’zac are dead now?

·         “Better to ask forgiveness than permission” -LoL got him but you’re still annoying blonde!eragon

·         Awww Brommy boy. “Where’s your dragon?” MANNERS BLONDE!ERAGON!

·         How can the shade just teleport???

·         LoL Flashbacks to Empire Strikes back “You are in command now Admiral Piett.”

·         Why are you telling him you’re a princess? Come on. Why are you in a fancy dress. GODDAMMIT BLONDE!ARYA

·         BLONDE!ERAGON YOU ARE SO DUMB!

·         When am I getting Murtagh? I need someone else to call Blonde!Eragon out on his bullshit

·         Oh god please don’t tell me that greasy emo looking kid is Murtagh?

·         That’s not how your dragon eyes work.

·         Empire Stikes Back Flashback.

·         God I love Robert Carlyle

·         1. HOW THE HELL DID BROM GET HERE SO FUCKING QUICKLY LIKE GEOGRAPHY DOESN’T WORK THAT WAY

·         2. WTF????

·         3. BROM DID YOU SUDDENLY BECOME DUMB TOO?

·         Dammit it’s Murtagh. At least he isn’t blonde

·         Where’d you get the cape from Arya?

·         This hopeful music needs to stop, my fav is dying

·         “Yet” “That’s the spirit” Damn it Brom. I love you right now.

·         Oh so he’s gonna ride Saphira now. This is dumb again.

·         Where is my boi Murtagh?

·         Also Arya has a new outfit again??? Where are you keeping these?

·         DAMMIT BLONDE!ARYA where is your badass warrior self from the books?

·         Shade is doing shady shit. What the hell is this??

·         That wasn’t very specific. Arya

·         “My family was slaughtered” YOU LIAR MURTAGH

·         Why you so happy to go to the Varden

·         Wow the Varden are really easy to get to

·         What’s with the overly fancy helmets Vardeners

·         Well at least Ahjihad isn’t blonde

·         Aren’t there supposed to be dwarves somewhere?

·         Welp Murtagh is sized and gone

·         Shade isn’t looking so good

·         NASUADA! DAMN GIRL YOUR OUTFIT IS ON POINT

·         What are these freaky mask and hats and shit

·         So no drawves???

·         Or is the only sorta short guy played by that guy from Outlander supposed to be one

·         Stop flirting Blonde!Eragon

·         Blonde!Eragon isn’t your leader  Blonde!Arya

·         This armor is over the top and impractical

·         Good lord, I hate how they do the sword thing

·         “INTO THE SKY TO WIN OR DIE” Nice rhyme farmboy

·         Mah Boi Murtagh is free again

·         And Saphira can suddenly breathe fire I shouldn’t be surprised

·         “TIME TO RETURN A FAVOR” Wow Eragon saving people life is something that decent people do

·         What the fuck is this shady dragon shit

·         Eragon supposed to be dying, not Saphira Book version of all this is way better

·         Okay why didn’t this work for Brom then, since him dying was only like 2.15 hours ago

·         All the fade to black return of the king style

·         WOW Murtagh why to freak him out that was cruel

·         And Blonde!Arya has a new outfit

·         Stop making incompetent fool the leader of things

·         This movie is only 1.5 hours long. Needs at least another .5 hours to make sense

·         “Only yesterday you were a farm boy.” LIKE ACTUALLY YESTERDAY IN THE CASE OF THIS MOVIE

·         God Damn it I hate this movie. Like it wouldn’t be terrible if there wasn’t a book

·         BUT THE BOOK WAS JUST SO MUCH BETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 Conclusion: To Really do the story justice it needs a nice miniseries. With Older Jeremy Irons reprising his role as Brom. I’d be down for that. Give be billions of dollars so I can buy the rights start a fantastic production that this series deserves.

[queenangst]

Unsung

Chapter Eleven

by: achieving elysium  summary:

Chat Noir looked away from her, turning his sad eyes to the sky. "My Lady," he whispered, his words so faint she could've imagined them. "I failed you."

For Marinette, her good luck has just run out. For Adrien, things go horribly wrong. In the blink of an eye, everything has changed - his friend Marinette is akumatized, Ladybug is nowhere to be found, and Papillon looms behind it all. The two heroes have to fight for themselves, but it's hard when they're on opposite ends of the battlefield.

chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 // chapter eleven: ffnet | ao3

part iii. tell me how the world burns chapter eleven

The news traveled around the school like wildfire. Between the Ladyblog and Alya practically announcing it to the world, everyone knew about Ladybug's open letter.

"I can't believe it," Alya gushed as Marinette steered her through the school. "Did you see Ladybug's post?"

Marinette led her up the stairs.

"Yes, Alya," she said patiently. "You were at my place yesterday when Ladybug posted it. We freaked out over it together."

"I know, I just, ahh!"

Alya's arms flew like pinwheels in her excitement. She spun in a circle with her arms outstretched. "She's so brave and kind and good and I lo-"

"Yes, you love Ladybug, we know, you love Ladybug so much, she's the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Ladybug, we know, you love Ladybug, you fucking love Ladybug, okay, we know, we get it, you love Ladybug. We get it," Marinette said in one breath.

Alya blinked. "I don't sound like that," she protested.

"Really?" Nino asked, coming up from behind them and slinging an arm around Alya's shoulders. They were so cute, the two of them, and they didn't even realize it. "That impression was spot on, Mari."

They fist-bumped as Alya rolled her eyes.

"But still," she pressed.

"I have to agree with you, Alya," Adrien said. "That letter was pretty great."

His fingers brushed against the inside of her arm before drawing away. He smiled at them.

"See? Adrien appreciates it."

"It's not that I don't," Marinette began, though it was weird to say considering she'd written that letter, "but Alya, you've been talking to me about it for, like, the past ten hours."

Adrien raised an eyebrow in question.

"After you left," she explained. "Alya just kept texting me. We probably stayed up until two or three before she finally left me alone so we could sleep. And then the minute she gets up, my phone starts buzzing."

Alya whirled around and walked backwards, pointing a finger in Marinette's face.

"Hey," she said warningly. "I got you to school on time, didn't I?"

"Thanks for that."

"I just... Ladybug."

Adrien looked at Alya. "I know, right?"

Marinette heaved a long sigh. "Personally, I like Chat Noir better."

Though she hadn't said it very loudly, Adrien, who'd been walking next to her, had heard her words clearly. He blushed and turned even redder when Marinette smiled genuinely at him.

I mean it, she mouthed.

Even Chloé had something to say about it. It was ironic, considering how much she hated Marinette but loved Ladybug. Painfully, disturbingly ironic.

The four friends finally made it to the school library, where they found a desk. It wasn't long before someone came to talk to Alya, though, the knowledge that she ran the Ladyblog sparking conversation.

Marinette let the sound of chatter wash over her as she read a book she'd bought for herself a few weeks ago. She scribbled some notes in the margins; in the seat next to her, Adrien was writing lines in Chinese, though their eyes occasionally drifted to each other.

Take it slow, Marinette reminded herself. She liked Adrien. Well, okay, like was probably an understatement.

But they were still adjusting. She'd look at Adrien and wonder how she'd never noticed how he was Chat, but in the next minute would find herself overwhelmed by it. And though she'd written that letter on the Ladyblog, the superheroine Ladybug had yet to make an appearance on the rooftops of Paris.

Marinette set down her book and leaned in, making a split second decision. "Samedi night."

Adrien cocked his head and blinked, long and slow. "Samedi night? Are you asking me out, bugaboo?"

She shoved at his arm.

"Seriously, kitty," she said, but she giggled in spite of herself. "Really, though. Samedi night."

He frowned lightly, confused but willing to go along. "Okay."

Marinette squeezed his shoulder and returned to her book like nothing had ever happened - until someone slammed it shut before she could continue reading.

"Marinette," said Chloé, her blue eyes icy. Sabrina was nowhere in sight. "Can we... talk?"

She trembled in her seat. Chloé made her feel insecure; her presence dragged up memories and tore at the scars that had only just begun to scab over.

Adrien stood up; when they noticed what was happening, so did Alya and Nino.

"Hey, leave her alone, Chloé," Alya said sharply, and underneath her anger was fear.

But Chloé ignored her, staring down at Marinette. "Well?"

She took a deep breath. I want you to remember that you are loved, that you are worth it, and that I believe in you. There will always be someone who cares. You just need to open your eyes.

Adrien stepped forward, cutting in protectively between the two girls.

"Chloé," he said in a low voice so only the three of them could hear. "do not make me choose."

Had that only been yesterday?

Marinette took a deep breath and stood up, meeting Chloé's eyes.

"It's okay," she said to herself. Then she said it louder for her friends. "It's okay, guys."

Then she swept out an arm. "Lead the way, Chloé."

As they found a corner of the library that was quiet, Marinette let herself think. She wasn't sure what Chloé wanted. And it probably wasn't a good idea to "talk" with her, but Marinette needed to face her at some point.

"Look, I don't like you," Chloé said the moment they were out of earshot, spinning around so they could face each other.

Marinette's face burned, but she lifted her chin and crossed her arms. "Good," she said. "I don't like you either."

"But Adrien is my best friend."

Marinette said nothing, though underneath her skin, a mix of anger and spite bubbled. She suddenly wanted to spit in Chloé's face. But he wasn't hers, not really.

Chloé sighed.

"I don't think you deserve him. I don't think anyone deserves him." Marinette sat down in a nearby chair, Chloé copying her without thinking. "But he means a lot to me, and you - you - mean a lot to him. I don't get it. I don't get it."

The anger burst free like the floodgates had opened, water pouring out. "I don't get why he's friends with you, either," she said, shooting upwards. "I don't deserve Adrien and I know that, but neither do you!"

"Will you shut up," Chloé snapped. She took a deep breath. "What I'm saying is I think... I think we should be friends."

"What," Marinette said.

"Don't make me repeat myself," Chloé shot back. "Not friends, but..."

Marinette counted to ten and then backwards in her head until she felt calm enough to reply. Her mind frantically ran over the words, trying to figure out what was happening and why. She knew what Adrien would want her to do, what Maman and Papa would say, what Tikki would whisper quietly in her ear.

"No," she said finally.

Chlo�� stopped. "No?"

Marinette closed her eyes. "Chloé," she said. "What you've done to other people, what you did to me... I won't ever forget that. That's not something I can forget, something I can just- drop. I will never look at you and not remember what you did. What I did. Who I became."

Take care of yourself first, a commenter had said.

"Being friends with you won't fix anything. And I don't want to be friends with you for Adrien. I'd want to be friends with you because I genuinely like you, or because I respect you as a person. And right now, I am neither of those.

"But I'm also tired of being shut down. I'm so tired of feeling like I'm struggling to just get up every day. And I'm tired of seeing you as an enemy, because in the long run, you aren't."

Chloé pursed her lips.

"Then don't make me one." She held out her hand. "A truce."

Marinette raised an eyebrow. "A truce?"

"Ladybug said something yesterday," she said, "and of course, I read it, because I'm Ladybug's biggest fan. She said that we should stand against Papillon... and that all that negative stuff doesn't help."

It wasn't exactly what she'd said, but it was close enough.

"So... a truce. If you don't want to be friends, fine. I don't really, either. But for Adrien and for Ladybug, because she's my other best friend and, like, I want to help her, then we can try not to hate each other all the time."

"That's going to be hard."

"Ugh, it makes my skin crawl just thinking about it," Chloé said. Marinette rolled her eyes but silently agreed.

"Maybe we can hate each other, like, sometimes," the other girl finished.

Marinette sighed. She didn't want the anger, the fear, the hate. And though the thought of Chloé being a not-friend wasn't her favorite one, it wasn't the worst.

She took Chloé's hand. "This isn't me forgiving you. This isn't friendship."

She needed to say it - for herself and Chloé both. Because it wasn't, because it still hurt too much, because red threads still looped around lampposts and signs, because the ambulance sirens still rang in the streets of Paris.

Chloé smiled, a rare sight. "I never wanted it to be."

They stood there for a second longer before Marinette dropped Chloé's hand and turned away, her heart feeling lighter. There were worse things that could've happened, and there were worse people to face. She was glad she'd no longer have to worry too much about Chloé.

"Hey," said Adrien when she reappeared and sat down next to him. "What did Chloé want?"

Alya leaned in, putting her phone down on the table. Marinette was suddenly jarred by the absence of the Ladybug charm that was usually on her friend's phone and silently promised to make up for it.

"Yeah, what did Queen Bee want from you?" Nino prodded.

Marinette worked her jaw. "She, um, she actually wanted..." She couldn't even say it, "to be, uh, um, friends."

"Whaaaa," said Nino. "Bro."

"She what?" shrieked Alya. "Girl, please tell me you didn't."

Adrien was the only one who stayed quiet. He knew why Chloé had asked - in fact, he had been one of the reasons for it.

"Well?" Alya demanded when she made no move to answer.

Marinette continued. "I said no."

She took Adrien's hand under the table and rubbed her thumb over his knuckles.

"Booyah," Nino cried.

"No?" Adrien asked quietly, another question shining in his eyes.

She held up a finger. "But I told her... well, in the end, we- we made a truce," She closed her eyes, still not fully understanding the gravity of what she'd done, "because we have enough enemies out there. I don't need another."

No one said anything, but they all knew she was talking about Papillon. Adrien smiled at her, his eyes warm, something close to pride shining in them.

Maybe one day, she told herself. Maybe one day she'd be able to really be friends with Chloé, to love her like a sister. It was a strange thought.

Alya laughed, though she didn't seem to find anything very funny.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng, everyone," she said, sweeping an arm out dramatically as if presenting her to the others. "What did we even do to deserve you as a friend?"

Adrien glanced over. "The world may never know."

Marinette smiled at them. "What did I do to deserve you?"

School would be out soon, their last class a study hall. Not that most students spent it actually studying, though Marinette probably should've taken the chance to do the weekend's homework - and then spend Saturday and Sunday free from school responsibilities.

The thought was so tempting she put her book away and pulled out her textbooks and worksheets alongside a beat-up stylus. There wasn't nearly enough time to get everything done, but she'd at least get a head start.

"Dude," Nino said, pulling his headphones back down to rest around his neck, obviously about to listen to more music. "Are you actually doing homework right now?"

Marinette made a face. "Maybe."

Adrien wrote a last line in Chinese and snapped his workbook shut, Marinette only catching a glimpse of the characters he'd written.

"That's a good idea," he said, getting his own work out so they could put their heads together.

"You know me," she said, pouring over her history textbook's chapter on Ancient Greece, "queen of good ideas."

"Don't I know it," Adrien said under his breath.

"But do you know the difference between Doric and Corinthian columns?" she asked, though she already knew the answer. She'd been obsessed with mythology and other cultures as a kid - Greek had always been her favorite. Something about the Greek gods had drawn her in, and then she'd ended up learning about other things, like the equally-interesting architecture.

"Um," Adrien said. Marinette skimmed the rest of the chapter, but it was hard to concentrate with him next to her, muttering equations under his breath. Really, really hard.

Marinette did end up getting two classes' worth of work done before school let out, though, which she counted as a victory. She packed up her things and walked with her friends out to the street before they parted ways. Adrien said a quiet apology - though she'd told him he didn't need to - before climbing into the limo. While he'd been free yesterday, today was jam-packed with activities, from fencing to piano. She hoped he'd be okay with all the work, though he was probably used to it.

Marinette kept her head down as she walked the short distance back home. Red string curled around a set of outside dining tables and still hung from the bakery, lines of red decorating the sign.

She dropped off her bag in the apartment before darting back downstairs and tying an apron around her waist. The customers smiled when she joined her parents.

"I can take care of the front, Maman," Marinette offered. "I know someone ordered that cake today - you should probably go help Papa."

Maman smiled. "Thank you, Marinette," she said, turning to the customer she was helping. "Have a great day!"

Marinette took over manning the front and let her mind be soothed by the familiar work. She answered questions, rang up bakery items, and called out her greetings to the regulars.

Mme. Halle, who came in every few days to buy a loaf of bread and some cookies, smiled warmly when she came to check out. "It's good to see you, Marinette."

She grinned back. "You, too, Madame," she replied, putting the cookies in a box and the bread in another one. "Anything else?"

Mme. Halle usually didn't buy anything else, though Marinette always asked out of courtesy. But today, she paused while rummaging in her purse to pay. "What's your favorite pastry?"

"Hmm?" she asked, blinking. "Oh, mine? Um, I really like the eclairs, but if you want a real treat, you should get a slice of Papa's coffee cake. There's also the red bean sesame balls, if you'd like to try something a little different."

"Well," said Mme. Halle. "if you like the coffee cake so much, I suppose I shall get two slices, dear."

Marinette boxed them individually. "You won't regret it," she promised. Papa's cake was the best; she loved helping him make it and breathing in the rich aroma of coffee and sugar.

"Thank you, Marinette," Mme. Halle told her as she handed over a few crisp bills. Marinette returned the change and a receipt and told her to have a good day.

Mme. Halle took one of the boxed slices of cake she'd bought and set it on the counter, resting her hand on it. Her blue nails shone in the warm light.

"One for me, one for you," she said. "You bring warmth to this bakery, Marinette."

"Oh, Madame," she said, pushing the box back across the counter. "I can't take this."

"You should."

"Really," Marinette said. "You're really too kind, Madame, but there's plenty of cake upstairs still waiting to be eaten, and..."

"I insist," Mme. Halle said, and Marinette quailed under her look and the line of waiting customers.

She bowed her head. "Thank you, Madame."

They smiled at each other, and Marinette took the box, setting it down under the counter. She'd eat it later, or maybe she'd save it for her parents or one of her friends. They'd like that.

"Are you Marinette?" said the next customer, leaning against the glass case of pastries and eyeing her with a predatory look she didn't like. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng, right?"

She smiled politely, mentally taking a deep breath.

"Can I help you, sir?"

The man, perhaps a student from one of the universities, was someone she'd never seen around before.

"I think you can."

He pestered her about the different kinds of pastries, asking about the cakes and cookies and pies until Marinette's head was spinning. Then he saw the Chinese pastries Maman made and frowned. "What are these?"

"They're our Chinese pastries, sir," Marinette said through gritted teeth, already on her last nerve. She took a deep breath. "We like to offer a wide variety on our menu."

"What are you?"

She hated the question. Hated how it made her feel, how completely insensitive and rude it was. "I'm sorry?"

He smirked at her, sliding a jar of orange marmalade across the counter as well as a box of lemon and cranberry poppyseed muffins.

"Are you Chinese?" he asked.

She took a deep breath but knew that being anything less than professional and polite would cost her.

"I'm sorry, but it's none of your business," she said, though her parentage was common knowledge to anyone who knew the Dupain-Chengs. "Is this all you'd like today, sir?"

"Actually, can I get your number?"

She closed her eyes and instead took one of the business cards from under the counter, slipping it into his bag.

"Our hours are from seven in the morning to eight in the evening during weekdays and nine to three during the weekends. If you'd like to reach us or place an order, please call this number."

She didn't like the look on his face. It made her uneasy, like she had no privacy, his eyes seeing straight through her.

But he made no move to do anything other than smile wanly at her.

"I'll be sure to make a call."

She smiled back, though it made her feel disgusted. "Have a good day."

She took care of a few more people before she had to excuse herself, telling Maman she'd like to get some homework done before the dinner. Maman suspected nothing as Marinette raced upstairs, her skin crawling.

She had to scrub at her hands and splash her face with cold water twice before she could calm down. When she wandered out of the bathroom and back to the living room, Maman had come upstairs, holding the store phone in her hand.

"Someone called asking for you," she said, passing the phone to Marinette. "I guess they didn't know your number."

"Oh," she said, "thank you, Maman."

Maman disappeared and left, leaving Marinette alone. She looked at the phone, wondering why anyone would call the bakery, and lifted it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Fabricator."

Marinette's legs gave out underneath her, and she slipped to the ground, breathing hard.

"I'm Marinette," she said firmly.

"You destroyed my home," the voice said, and she suddenly recognized the person - the customer who'd been at the counter not even ten minutes ago. "You don't belong here, freak."

"Paris is my home," she said, but her voice shook. Being biracial wasn't easy; Marinette had always felt split over her two backgrounds, like she didn't quite belong to either. "I have every right to be here."

Her breaths came louder and faster as he ranted, his words swirling in Marinette's head. She didn't belong. She'd been Akumatized, and it was proof that she should leave her home. Paris wasn't her home; if it was, she'd destroyed it. On and on, until Marinette was shaking, every word a claw pressing down on the barriers of her mind.

"Leave me alone," she spat. "You don't know anything about me."

"I know enough."

Marinette ended the call and threw the phone across the room, watching it land as she breathed heavily.

"Marinette?" Tikki phased through the side of her bag and looked up at her. She looked like she'd just woken up. "Are you alright?"

She heaved a breath. "Fine."

Marinette counted to ten and then back down to one, trying to steady her breathing as Tikki hovered around her.

"No, you're not," the kwami said gently. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing," Marinette said, standing up.

"You're crying," Tikki observed, and she wiped at her tears with the back of her hand angrily, storming upstairs. Tikki didn't leave her alone, continuing to ask. All she wanted to do was curl up and cry, the storm of anger and guilt that had almost calmed stirring again.

"Will you at least talk to someone about it? Adrien?"

"No," she sniffled. "Adrien doesn't need to know."

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, a familiar jingle ringing in the air. Marinette went to dismiss it but hesitated on seeing the name Master Fu. "H-hello?"

"Ladybug," Master Fu said. "I have urgent news."

Marinette shoved away her emotions, locking them tightly into a box in the back of her mind. She had to focus. She was still Ladybug, still had a duty to do.

"What is it?"

"The akuma... your akuma has escaped."

Marinette whimpered, the noise pathetic. She shouldn't be as afraid as it was. "What?"

"Be careful, Ladybug. It will come after you."

The call ended as suddenly as it had come. Marinette scrambled backwards in a panic, her hands shaking.

"No, no, no, no, no," she panted. "It's coming, it's coming for me, Tikki."

Her fault, her fault.

A dark shape flitted through the window, and Marinette froze, her eyes wide. The dark purple-and-black butterfly drew closer, and her mouth opened in a silent scream as she leapt into action, trying to get further from it.

It slipped into her shoe, and in the distance, she could hear Papillon's voice, distorted and echo-y. Hello, my dear Fabricator.

"No," Marinette said. "No, you lied to me, you are my enemy, you-"

She tore off her shoe and threw it. The akuma went for her other shoe, and she took that off, watching in horror as it came back again and again. She tore off the bracelet she'd put on this morning. Out came the hairties that had kept her hair in pigtails.

She raced up the stairs towards the roof, pulling the door shut after her as she found her phone, frantically dialing a number she now knew by heart.

He picked up after the fourth call.

"Marinette, sorry, I had to finish the photoshoot." There was talking in the background. Adrien sighed. "I'm sorry, bug, I have to go-"

She sobbed into the phone.

"It's here, it's here," she gasped, "please, Adrien, it escaped-"

"Marinette? Marinette, you need to take a deep breath-"

She tossed her bag to the side, Tikki already floating beside her. "Marinette, you need to calm down."

But Marinette couldn't. Seeing the akuma sent her into a full-blown panic. She screamed again when it landed on her shoulder, dropping her phone and waving her arms to get it off.

"Go away!" she shouted. "Leave me alone, Papillon!"

"The earring," Tikki said in her ear, "hurry, Marinette."

"No," she said. "No. I can't."

Tikki hovered in front of her face, and Marinette forced herself to take a deep breath even though she was shaking and sweating.

"Ladybug," she said, "you must."

"I'm scared, Tikki, I'm so scared."

"I know you are," Tikki said, "but I also know that you're brave. I know that you're kind. I know that you have done things no one else in the world could ever even imagine doing. You can do this."

She pressed Marinette's other earring into her hand, and Marinette stared at it like she'd never seen it before. Eyes trained on Tikki, who was both patient and encouraging, she fit it into her ear. Some of the cold washed away, chased out by warmth. The world righted itself, and the akuma faltered in mid-air.

Papillon is a threat no one should take lightly, as I have learned. He preys on insecurity, on fear, on sadness, on anger... Do not let Papillon win.

As if she knew what Marinette was thinking, Tikki said: "Don't let him win, Ladybug."

Ladybug, not Fabricator. Ladybug. She'd always been Ladybug; she was Ladybug before she was Fabricator. A hero before she was a villain – no, not even that – a victim.

"Tikki," she began slowly. "Spots on."

Her yo-yo was nothing more than a blur as she caught the akuma as it raced in her direction, its flight dipping as if it was confused.

"Je t'ai eu," she whispered, releasing the purified butterfly a moment later. The white thing looked like a figment of hope, a piece of freedom. "Bye-bye, little butterfly."

notes:

祝你门新年好！恭喜发财！Since I can't send out red envelopes to all of you, I thought it'd be nice to update for the new year!

This is quite an appropriate chapter, I think - please remember this year to think about what you say to other people and how much of an impact you can have. Please remember today is not just a fun day, that today marks a holiday for many of us who are spending time with (or without) our families. For people like Marinette, for people like me, please remember that we belong here. We do, I promise.

I've decided to go ahead and do the Unsung Q&A, so if you have any questions about anything, drop them in a review, and when this fic is finished, I'll answer them!

[tyrus-ofcourseicame]

The walking dead SQUEEZE

* The episode is starting soon and lemme tell yah I’m so excited but also not ready at all. Let’s hope nobody dies today, fingers crossed

* It’s starting oh my GOD I’m so excited

* I swear Negans gonna replace beta and cut off alphas head I’m so READY

* I saw this in a promo so I’m not going to talk about carol screaming at alpha

* I love how alpha is realizing carol isn’t afraid of her dumbass. The LOOK ON HER FACE

* Also I stg if negan kisses alphas nasty ass walker skinned face I will literally throw up

* Oooooooooh a quiet place 2 trailer. I can’t wait for this movie

* Ugh I missed a Connie scene I’m so mad wtf

* Bro low key carol deserved that from magna but I’m also glad Daryl stopped her from yelling at carol bc as stupid as it was for carol to run off after alpha, even though it was so obviously a trap, she didn’t know they would fall into a cave

* Also Connie asking carol if she’s okay I love the two most important people in daryls life to be nice to each other YES

* also I love that Daryl trusted Connie to keep them together i Stan

* I love negan just chillin in the whisper camp sticking out like a sore thumb it’s great

* Well...this is tense

* Daryl is such a damn good friend people need to stop taking advantage of him, except the select few that don’t.

* Daryl being the voice of reason is ICONIC

* Oh no MAGNA ARE YOU OKAY BB OH NO

* Whisper cunt bitchass omg someone kill IT

* I’m so worried and this long ass commercial is not making it better. At ALL

* Bruh alpha was straight up gonna cut his dick off that’s HILARIOUS.

* I stg jerry better be able to get through there

* Connie really is the fucking best isn’t she WOW

* IF JERRY DIES WE RIOT

* They’re showing jerry way too much for everything to be okay

* “I’m good” I fucking love kelly

* OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD

* IF JERRY DIES WE FUCKING RIOTTTTT

* no

* Cmon Daryl save jerry

* Jerrys okay thank goodness

* Oh my god magna that was close

* Connie is so hot I cant sorry y’all

* Damn gamma finna die soon

* Ugh I’m missing shit bc without cable I have to use this shit website

* Omg she’s making negan strip

* Also seeing negan be genuinely afraid of someone is crazy

* Negan thinks he’s gonna die

* Ew wtf stop

* No

* Ew no negan run

* RUN NEGAN WTF DONT LET HER NASTY HANDS TOUCH YOU

* EW negan that’s so gross

* Ew NO

* NONONONONONO

* DO NOT KISS HER NEGAN I SWEAR

* EW OH MY GOD EW

* NEGAN YOURE BETTER THAN THIS

* oh my god carol. You and Daryl JUST had a conversation about being honest with each other. You have GOT to be fucking kidding me

* I am literally so disturbed about negan and alpha like I said I would throw up if that happened. Well I definitely feel like I will but I haven’t surprisingly

* I can’t get that NASTINESS out of my head oh my god it’s like a nightmare behind my eyelids every time I blink UGH. I caNNOT BELIEVE NEGAN DID THAT YOU FUCKIN NASTY. I still have hope he’s doing this to get an in so he can kill alpha but oh my god that was nasty

* What are you doing carol what the fuck

* I know what she’s doing she wants to blow up the herd but fr carol you could’ve just told Daryl that

* Carol what the fuck. And guess who’s gonna save you. Daryl bc HES a great fucking friend even though you keep doing this shit to him. Literally what the fuck.

* Omg connies really about to go back to make sure Daryl and carol are alright

* Yeah Jerrys probably going to die UGH WTF

* I SWEAR IF MAGNA DIES NO

* CONNIEEEEEEEE

* NO WHAT THE FUCK

* okay so Connie and magna got stuck and carol and Daryl oh my god Daryl has never been so angry. Daryl was ready to sit right there and dig it open until he found Connie and magna. Also carols “you cared about her”

* I just. I can’t

[xlynneeax-blog]

July 2nd 9:54pm

No this isn't my normal writings where everything rhythms. This is me just talking for whoever comes across this. I think everyone is tired of hearing about what's going through my mind, or seeing the lines I write so hear I am just venting. I'm laying on the back of my moms car looking up at the sky, and I can't help but wonder if she's looking up at sky thinking about me. I can't help but wonder if we're looking at the same sky or star. I don't know why her middle name is running in circles through my head right now. Sarai. Beautiful right? I have this image of her in my head. I'll tell you about it. One day we were walking inside Walmart to get my niece playdoh. She had on her Army sweat pants, nikes and a black shirt. Her hair was down. No makeup. The sun was blooming. I kept telling her about how beautiful she looked. like truly, I was swept away by the significance of her beauty. The name Sarai fit her so perfect at that moment. a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, right? Lol, she thinks I'm so mad at her and I should be with everything that's gone on. But I love her. I wish I could relive every single day we spent together, 90 days. I'd give anything to go back, even if I knew then what I know now, id do it all over again, for forever. Because I love her. I've been having a rough couple of days with life. Anyone that knows me knows that even if shit hurts, and no matter how bad it hurt; I was okay with feeling. Because I knew it was the only way to process shit and I knew it was a human thing yunno? but for the past 3 weeks I've been shutting everything out and well, it's fucking catching up to me. I'm so sad it's insane. I don't think I've ever been this sad and down. Nothing in my life makes sense, NOTHING at all and I'm just sitting here confused yunno? Like why me? When does it get better? when will she love me again? Both of our mothers birthdays are coming up on the same day, is that a sign? Hahaha. I know she'll be thinking about me during that entire day. I've been wondering if she's gonna tell my mom happy birthday, shit she didn't even tell me happy birthday lmao it's okay tho I forgive her. It's been almost 3 months. Last time it was 4, I was decent then. I was sad but I was decent yunno? But boy this time. I feel like my organs are slowly and painfully slowing down and I just want it to end already. I think she's my only remedy. I talked to her last night and we called each other by our last names... lol. She knows man she knows 🙄. About the life thing, shit has been going DOWN with my life. I live with my dad now. It's a little better but living with him is almost as hard. I feel like both of my parents hate me, well mainly my dad. He makes me feel like everything is my fault and like I'm always wrong. but I hate my mom. and the only person I vented to was Sarai but??? Well, you know how it goes. She got me and my family like NOBODY ELSE DUDE!!!!! Like fr. I've vented to one person, one time about my current family issues and all they could say is "damn... I bet your mom wants to quit doing all those drugs" like no shit. so I don't vent anymore. And yeah it's more than one drug lmfao. Meth, date rape drug, ecstasy and xanax. Y'all it's been 10 years my mama ain't never gonna stop. I told my mom she can't come to my graduation, or anything to do with my future if she isn't clean. I avoid seeing her at all cost. I need to escape. I think about all the plans her and I had for this summer and I get so mad because I was fr looking forward to those plans. I wish her and I could just leave our phones here or go mia for a few days and just go on a trip, just be together, have fun and talk. I'd give anything to sit and see her face, her fucking beautiful dark, big brown eyes, chubby cheeks, long hair and hear that obnoxious laugh. I'd take a bullet for that girl any day and everyone knows how afraid I am of even talking about death lol. Y'all I saw her at Rudman and FLIPPED MY SHIT!!!! I was in the driver seat and tried to put it in reverse and my dumb ass flew it into drive and almost crashed. My sister and friend honked at her yall I was CRYING, like legit. I cry about almost everything lmfao. I also saw her at my dads Friday night.. bruh. I swear she only gets even more beautiful. I noticed her hair and cute little ripped jeans and vans. she didn't even look me in the eyes but if I could've froze time and looked at her for a second longer I would've. She never stops looking beautiful. I still think she's magnificent. No matter what. Even with everything I know. She's fucking magnificent. She's a little crazy but that girl is a masterpiece trying to show the world who she is. I'll never stop loving her. I have to be able to run 2 miles in under 18 mins and it was so hard when I first started practing but now I got that shit doooooown. Lmfao. I'm so proud of myself but y'all I have to be able to do push ups for a certain amount of time and y'all WHY IS IT SO HARD?!?!?! I can barely do 17 I swear it pisses me off so much. And of course, I wish she was here for this/: I'm so tired of being sad and missing her. But I'll always miss her. I know she misses me. Ugh. Anyway, I guess that's all for now.