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robocatfan · 6 months ago

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An angry summary of Speak the Ocean by Rebecca Enzor -Part 3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Chapter 4 - Finn (Again!)

This is one of the only two times where we get two consecutive chapters in this guy’s perspective. Why? Because the author couldn’t bother to make the last chapter longer? Or didn’t want to put the important contents of this chapter in the last one in place of the mostly plot-irrelevant stuff it has in its latter half? Who knows.

Anyway, we begin with him reminiscing about how he used to love cleaning tanks, testing water and cutting mers apart when he was younger just to please Aunt D and prove his father right.

In the present however, since they have gathered enough knowledge on the mer - and he’s still salty about not getting to train one - he essentially stands around while having Jen do most of the work cleaning the tanks, since according to him the task is their version of hazing and no one will respect her until she’s done. All the while he’s “admiring the view” - aka, staring at her ass.

Then his friend Serge comes over to tell them that they are letting the new mer in with Ray and K/Clair, and invites them to “see the destruction.”

As stated in the last chapter, the group bet on how long it would take for K/Clair to kill the new mer, and Finn comments that Jen didn’t join in and (rightfully) looked at them like they were horrible people - because they are! Finn, confident that he will win, brings her over to watch.

When they get to the tanks there’s already a crowd of employees (who aren’t important. They barely even exist) present, and Mia is near the tubes connecting the tanks while Laz is holding the electroshocker ™. Once they are ready, Mia lifts the glass doors keeping the tubes closed and calls Huron - who they named Argon - over.

Despite Ray and K/Clair looking at him warily, he seems to relax and swims over. But the second he makes a sound - which the text makes painfully obvious it's a question by way of having Finn saying that he’d interpret it as one if he didn’t know any better (which, why would he even have that thought if he doesn’t think they are smart enough to have such capabilities?!) - Laz shocks them all.

Then K/Clair swims over to Argon/Huron - not enough to touch him, since apparently they aren’t allowed to do that - to shush him (which, again, the text makes obvious by having Finn nearly interpret it as that) and another shock goes off.

As shown by this scene and by Finn explaining it to Jen, they don’t allow the mers to vocalize (because according to Serge that would freak people out), and the louder they are, the stronger a shock they get. Which is shown when Argon/Huron cries in pain (“just like they all do when they are learning this lesson” wtf Finn?) and the next shock is so potent that all mers spam.

And then they wonder why they want to kill them.

Jen is rightfully disturbed by this and asks if Argon/Huron was simply confused about what was happening, and when Serge tries to dismiss her by saying that mers just make sounds and don’t have a language, she asks how he can be so sure about that if they don’t even let them talk.

Exasperated by what they refer to as “inane questions” and once again, not once thinking that perhaps, just perhaps -she’s concerned about how they are treating their wards (regardless if she’s “humanizing” them or not), Finn chastises her over still seeing the mer as Ariel (again) and tells her that they aren’t human - even tho as Jen points out, they kinda look pretty human to her.

While Serge points out their fish-like parts to counteract this mindset, Finn starts lecturing her as though she were a 5 year old about how just because two animals share similar features, that doesn’t mean they are anything alike, using spiders and octopuses as an example and claiming that people will be more afraid of the spider.

Which leads Mia to counteract this by reminding him that the blue ring octopus exists, and when Finn says he would rather take it over the black widow, Laz for some reason teases that one day something pretty will be the end of him. Which then leads Finn to declare that at least it won’t be him, and then to K/Clair using her trainers’ subsequent shock to slam Argon/Huron against the glass, startling everyone before they and Ray are shocked with such intensity that they end up floating belly up on the surface.

Mia then dismisses everyone, and as he relaxes - making the puncture wounds from Chloride’s attempt at his life (which is the second time they are brought up) ache - he reminds Jen that the mer will always find her weakness before leading her back to continue cleaning the tanks.

sigh

Alright idk where else to put this in my notes, so i’m gonna put it here.

I found this book because it marketed itself as having murderous killer mermaids and had the interesting concept of those same mermaids being put in a marine park. And as a fan of that portrayal of merfolk, I came in expecting to read about murderous killer mermaids. And I did NOT get murderous killer mermaids!

They don’t eat humans, they barely attack them in or outside the establishment (and even then it seems only a teeny tiny amount do so instead of being something that the general populace does) and instead of their captivity situation being presented as something as foolish as keeping a dangerous animal as a pet, they are only “dangerous” because they are lashing out at humans for what they are doing to their kind. Which is totally understandable, and there’s nothing wrong with portraying them like that… But if you are gonna market your book by saying that it has murderous killer mermaids, commit to it instead of misleading your readers about it!

ALSO

The story concept of having said murderous killer mermaids put on a Seaworld like place is cool af!

So HOW DID IT FUMBLE IT THIS HARD?!

Chapter 5- Erie

We return to Erie’s perspective (finally!), just after she wakes up from what seems to be a nightmare several days after Huron was taken. This startles Niku and some of the other dolphin guards, but they are quick to recover from the fright and she apologizes to them.

Her guard then notes that it’s nearly time to hunt, though the sun has yet to rise and there are nocturnal predators (too small to be a threat to them) about, and Erie says that they will wait until it's the first sprays of sun rise since her kind are diurnal hunters and can’t see well in the dark. What are those big ol’ eyes for, then?

In just a sentence and without specifying if this is before or after the sun has come out, Niku joins the dolphin pod to talk with the king and his advisors (neither of which we ever get to see), and returns to tell Erie their plan.

Which, since the are they are going to be hunting it is large and has several school of fish in it, involves the mer breaking into groups and letting the dolphins corral their prey with bubble rings before they go and catch them, (something that real-life dolphins do, and Erie remarks it’s effective since she’s hunted with Niku before.)

Then Niku reminds her to keep her wits about since the commotion will attract sharks - understandable since they could go on a feeding frenzy and attack her, but given the fact that mers dissolve when they kick the bucket, I highly doubt they would see her as a viable source of food - and tells her that the area they are going to is too far from land for any of the merfolk-catching boats to go throughout when she asks about them.

Satisfied, Erie grabs some bags from idk where, and remember when I said in chapter two that her dad’s restrictions about who gets to join the hunt essentially mean shit? Well, in spite of said orders, and the fact that her tail injury has yet to heal, her royal guard voices no objections and happily guides her to the group are gonna be hunting with.

Only now does the narration bother to clarify that all the mer in this book have green scales, with the only color variation being in their hair and fins. This kinda makes sense since a species can share a main coloration and have different individual traits, but the artist in me is in shambles trying to picture how bad some of those color combinations would look. Speaking of, Erie also tells us that most of the mer present have darker hair and fins to help them sneak up on fish which…unless those are somehow big enough to cover most of their body, I highly doubt they would have any meaningful effect.

Amongst the group is the landfolk advisor, who she only vaguely recognizes (even though his unique features like his dark hair, “fins” around his earlobes and strange “nostril protrusion” should make him stick out more amongst his peers), and is the only one who voices confusion about her presence in spite of, again, her injured tail.

But just like Niku, he isn't disapproving at all of her going out in such state, or ask how her dad would react if he saw her here. All she has to do is appear confident and he simply bows and wishes that the Tides (which is their kind’s only show of a possible religious/ mythological belief) be with her.

After that, instead of having at least a sentence to show them arriving at the hunting area (unless they were already there when Erie got to the group, but the text never clarifies it) it immediately cuts to three paragraphs talking about the hunt, where we see the mers let the dolphins corral the fish before striking at them. It isn’t noted what the other mer do with them aside from just attacking (and presumably catching them to bring back to their homes), but Erie makes a point of sucking the eyeballs out of her first catch before eating her favorite parts from it and noting that hunting makes her, if temporarily, forget about the troubles of her life.

This is supposedly a scene that is full of action and excitement due to way Erie says it’s exhilarating enough that her excitement about the hunt fades into bloodlust… but just like with the scene of Huron’s kidnapping, the briefness of the events and the way the text presents them makes it feel less like an action scene and more like a character just describing stuff like they taking a casual stroll.

Some of the fish break away and Erie attempts to catch one, but her injured tail prevents her from reaching it and the advisor catches it first.

But just as he apologizes to it and tries to give his catch to her, they both hear a loud smack on the surface - which is an indication of, unsurprisingly, another boat. Although the net that was thrown was what actually caused such sound, but the text attributes it to the ship instead.

In any case, Erie drops her heavy bags to flee (and also as a convenient way for the story to not have the humans see it and thus the proof that this supposedly non sapient creatures may be more intelligent than they first assumed), but notices that the advisor has frozen in place- which causes her to compare him to a “stupid minnow too terrified to move.”

However, the fear of having yet another darkened shell added to the tally and having to taint one so soon causes her to lunge and push him out of the way before one of the net’s weights hits her wrist.

Niku shouts her name in a panic as the net falls before her, and instead of trying to swim out or against its descent, Erie spends one short sentence just yanking it with her good hand. Predictably this does nothing, and in the subsequent sentence Niku reaches her side just before the net hits the ground in a surprisingly fast amount of time, trapping them both.

Niku bites at it and the advisor uses a coral knife to try and free her, but only manages to unravel one section before instantly giving up when the net cinches together, despite the fact that he still has enough time to continue his attempts to cut it.

And I guess that the other hunting groups are too far away, Erie swam too far or everyone swam for their lives and left them behind, because no one else goes to try and save them - a member of the royal family and her guard, mind you - from getting taken.

So Niku orders Erie to get below him so that the landfolk only see him and thus may let them go. The advisor meanwhile apologizes over and over again instead of doing anything useful. Niku continues, telling her to stay calm, hold her breath and cover her gills if she has to.

This reveals to us that much like most fish species, mers are unable to breathe outside of the water. Which makes me wonder how Bismuth didn’t instantly start to suffocate when he was taken out of the tank.

Erie is terrified, but while at first she doesn’t listen and hugs her guard, eventually she follows his orders and grabs the advisor’s hand through the net as it rises.

It stops once Niku crests and Erie sags in relief… for just a sentence, because in the next one it starts rising again and she goes on a full on panic, screaming and somehow, in spite of her current position, pounding on the side of the boat.

Her guard stops her panicking - by smacking her with a flipper - and tells her that the most important thing now is that they aren’t separated, and that she grab his dorsal fin and hold her breath as long as she’s able to.

She hugs him, gasping and whimpering as she feels air for the first time in her life, and the advisor reminds her to take a deep breath just before he lets go of her hand and she completely surfaces.

Also this is the last time we ever see the advisor in the story.

Erie shudders and she feels the burn of the wind and sun on her body. Once the net finally stops, she squints one eye open and sees landfolk for the very first time too, remarking that they look like mermen except they are brown instead of green, have bumps in the middle of their faces and “ear-fins” (just like the advisor) and… “strange legs that don’t end in tails” ?? Shouldn’t it be “arms” since her kind doesn’t have legs?

Anyway, she closes her eyes again when she sees one of them speak and say something, not wanting to see what might happen next.

The net starts moving again and she holds herself from screaming and releasing her last breath even as her gills burn from the lack of water. That is until it stops, and they are suddenly dropped, causing her to scream and water to rush out of her gills.

Thankfully they were being placed in what I presume to be the boat’s water tank, so Erie is quick to breath again. Just then, Niku warns her that there’s something in the water and that she needs to breathe shallowly - which was the exact opposite of what she was doing. So the warning comes too late and Erie begins to feel sleepy and sluggish, to the point that when her guard tells her that she can’t let the landfolk separate them, the only thing she is able to do is think about how she doesn’t know how to do that in such state, and nod at his words.

#book review #an angry summary #mermaid #merfolk #bookblr #speak the ocean #book summary #mermaid books #ma stuff #mermaid book #romance books

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paddingtonfan69 · 5 months ago

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Hi! I’ve just read your ‘moments in the woods’ series and am now hugely obsessed with the music from into the woods! Do you have any other musical recs?

Ty if you answer!

oh my god anon you have made my day with this ask!!! writing fanfic is a con to get people into MUSICAL THEATER !!!!!

okay if you like into the woods, no one does it like stephen sondheim!!! one of the best to ever do it, I truly believe he is one of the greatest artists of the 20th century and we owe so much to him! i’ve gotten super into a few of his shows but feel like i’ve barely cracked the surface. some bangers:

Company — a gorgeous meditation on singledom and the odd intricacies of the hetero relationship. “being alive” is one of the best songs to ever make anyone feel. the full version of the 2006 revival with raúl esparza in full on youtube here. also once you watch, I highly recommend watching the documentary about recording the cast album, and then the documentary now episode that parodies that doc! I watched all of these in succession last year and it was a truly delight! 🥰🥰🥰company🥰🥰🥰

sweeney todd — the show, NOT the movie!!!!! I think the movie being bad made me wait forever to get into the show but it’s so good, a perfect eerie gothic tragedy. this concert version w emma thompson as mrs. lovett (!!!) is also all on youtube to watch!!

merrily we roll along — okay don’t have a good version to watch of this but the new broadway cast album RIPS!!! famously considered a flop and it’s changed over the years and had its redemption arc with this new success. another perfect tragedy and the telling of it backwards it’s just sooooo genius to me (which, if you read the moments in the woods series, similar structure to the third on). an exploration of old friends falling apart sounds so simple but it’s such a good story, and I think jonathan groff, daniel radcliffe and lindsey mendez were put on this earth to be in this new production

this is a good reminder I need to deep dive into more sondheims!! there’s so many I don’t yet know! and one more non-sondheim rec:

natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812 - saw a local production a couple years ago and it changed my LIFE!!! a piece of art made with such love and intention. it sounds so crazy to adapt one small section of war and peace into a fully sung through musical, but god it works so well!! dave molloy is a freak (affectionate), josh groban and denee benton’s voices are magic, one of my fave expository opening number of all time! just tremendous, you can prob find a bootleg or just listen to the OBC and read the wiki lol. (i am once again mad at the 2017 tonys!!!)

okay i’m ALMOST done, but if you want to see some good movie musical adaptations that actually work, I would say chicago is the best to do it this century and other great ones include hairspray, mamma mia, tick tick boom, and most recently, wicked!!!

NOW i’m done!!!! thank u sm for the ask I love talking about MUSICALS!!!!

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youdonotcompare · 3 months ago

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I've been a bit MIA, and aside from some Regularly Scheduled Gaming, I've been working on an original writing project, resting my wrist (which has healed VERY nicely, and I should end up with a cool scar for my troubles), and catching up on tv, movies and youtube podcasts.

My dad's undergoing some worrying investigations atm, they suspect he might have bladder cancer. He had throat/neck cancer about 8 years back so it's been three years of him expecting that he would get cancer again, but it was always thought it would be more head and neck cancer, not bladder! We're really hoping it's not cancer that's "travelled", but until all the tests and scans are done it's very much a big unknown.

I mean the bigger hope is that it's not cancer at all, but the way the hospital is talking is that it is and there is surgery, chemo and radiation in his future again. It'l be a bit harder this time around because he can barely walk as it is, and my Mum has a host of health issues (thanks to heart damage from some recent vaccines).

But, we'll face it all bit at a time, and see where to go from there.

In the meantime, Dad and I are going to attempt to get the new mailbox finished this week in case his first surgery arrives within a couple of weeks (which it should do, my own biopsy surgery was within 2 weeks of the pre-op check). We are also working on a TARDIS for my sister, it's a bedside cabinet version and we're hoping to get it complete before he potentially has treatments, too.

Anyway, I'll try be a bit less of a stranger. Fandom's just not really been my priority the last little while, but I want to get back into it a bit more (mostly in the art creation side and reading fanfic side).

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spongebobafettywap · 5 months ago

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I can't begin to describe how badly Mystique and Destiny got woobified during the past 5 years, Maz. It was straight out of fanfiction in the levels of cringe because the writers and characters were as close to babying these two grown-ass women at every turn as it gets (this is the worst trope anyone can pull when writing flawed/evil LGBT characters seriously).

I guess an example speaks louder than any essay analysing the intricacies of this character bias : They had Hope Summers, the teenager who was nearly killed as a baby by Mystique under the orders of Destiny's diaries to save Rogue while risking dooming mutants post-M day, give a PEP TALK to Destiny during her "my wife is gone" filler phase of the plot, saying stuff about how strong Destiny was and all kinds of other adjectives she couldn't possibly know about this woman she barely had any canonical interactions with.

The writers used Hope, a character as unrelated to any of this family feud as Xavier was before Spurrier's origins retcon, as a cheerleader for the reveal of Nightcrawler's new parents : She was backing up Destiny the second she heard this new thing about actually being Nightcrawler's mother this whole time and straight up said she was so happy for him, even though Hope was in the front row seats to see how little fucks Destiny has given about Kurt not only since she met him, as the dude literally died to save her in 616 and nothing was done to prevent that avoidable death, but also since she became a member of the same mutant government Destiny, Mystique and Nightcrawler were a part of. She was in the front row seats to see Mystique publicly belittling and insulting him for any of his opinions and ideas while Destiny didn't stop Mystique, ignored his ass while he suffered from his horn illness then went totally MIA and was useless and passive for anything that wasn't about Mystique including her now new son's fate.

Tell me the character (Destiny and Mystique) is the writer's pet without telling me it was the writer's pet

Yes it's pretty well established that this retcon is pretty fanficcy, doing the usual tropes of making the story and other characters bend to make the couple look better and have it revolve around them. Honestly with how similar these stories end up being to the point where it's a stereotype of fanfics why do people even bother being fans of different couples? It seems it's less the characters they're drawn to rather it's just like an outfit for their ideal romantic characters to dress up as.

I also feel like you came to the wrong person when looking for sympathy for Hope Summers. To me she's always just been a plot device and for a long time I resented her because of that and the fact that Nightcrawler was sacrificed for her sake and then she basically doesn't even care about him dying and mind you he was actually dead for a few years which is forever in comic book time lol. She was also the reason why they decided to make Bishop an evil guy willing to kill a child for a while because well we can't make Cable a villain let's just villainise one of our few recurring Black X-Men! That's surely not gonna bite us in the ass when we have to start talking about how diverse our books are!

Had Bishop been her adoptive father and wanting to protect her against a deranged and evil Cable would have been far more unique and interesting because now it was someone who isn't a Summers trying to protect the Phoenix imbued person and the Summers is trying to be the force that actively wants to destroy that person.

So yeah Hope and Destiny are both these leech characters to me who absorb all the good aspects of other characters and have to have everyone else be written ooc to make them look good or compelling and I do not have any time for characters like that. Hope especially because she's just a regurgitated form of Rachel Summers but made to look like Jean but connected to Cable who himself is also a regurgitated version of Rachel's story only this time being a Rob Liefeld version of Terminator.

The only decent future Summers relatives to me were Rachel Summers and Nate Grey, Rachel had that storyline first and Nate Grey felt like an improved and unique version of the concept of Cable.

I don't want to sound too harsh because maybe she is being written ooc but to me it's hard to say if she is because I never got a hint of a personality from her and this type of writing seems par for the course.

#Maz answers

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kringletheelf04 · 2 years ago

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I’m utterly in love with you (smut)

(Chapter 14 of two souls entwined in the North Pole)

Afab version

"I'm so lucky to have you as my soulmate." Bernard says brushing his hand against mine as we make our way down the hallway.

We make it to my room and I open the door, locking it behind us. Dragging us to bed, I make him drop my suitcase. I don't care. All I care about is being here, with him. Pulling him onto my bed I pull my hat off and set it on the side table. I kick my shoes off and he takes his shoes and hat off as well.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever known." I say, linking our hands.

"Cara Mia!" He takes my face in his hands.

"I love you." I smile.

"And I love you." He says pulling me into a passionate kiss.

My hands go to his hair and entangle themselves in it. His tongue swipes my lower lip and I happily oblige. His tongue slips into my mouth and I moan gently. One of my hands leaves his hair and trails the tip of his ear. He damn near completely gives out to me. Moaning softly, one hand goes to caress my back. I pull away.

"Is everything ok? We can stop if you need to." He whispers.

"Everything's perfect. I'm afraid I'll wake up any moment to this not being real. I'm utterly in love with you. And if this is real, which I hope it is, I'm ready to take the next step. With you." I barely make out.

"Oh (Y/n)!" He cries, his lips going to my neck.

Gently sucking on the tender skin, I can feel his teeth nip.

"You'll leave a mark." I moan out.

"Good, I want them to know you're mine." He growls.

"Just wait a moment." I say gently pushing him.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Stop asking that. I'll tell you if something's wrong. And things couldn't be more right here." I say.

And in one quick movement my top is on the floor. Standing up I quickly unbutton my pants. Dropping them to the ground, I climb back onto the bed.

"You're beautiful." He gasps awestruck.

"You're the most handsome man I've ever met." I say capturing his lips in mine.

He kisses back hungry. Like a man that's been starved for days. His hand snakes it's way behind me and undoes my bra in one swift movement. Pulling away he tears his shirt off, throwing it to the ground. Like it was keeping me away from him, he pulls his pants down and in one swift motion we are both in our underwear. My bra hangs on by just the straps.

"I'm ashamed. I'm sure I'm not as pretty or attractive as your soulmate should be." I say looking at the floor.

"You're perfect." He says taking my hands in his.

Pulling away, I toss my bra onto a nearby chair. His hands go to my tits, thumbs brushing my nipples. I bite my lip to suppress a moan. I pull him onto the bed and he kneels over me. His eyes roams over my exposed figure, lingering at my nipples. They stick out from the cold and previous stimulation. His eyes lock with mine and I nod. In a split second his mouth meets my nipple. Gently sucking on one of them, he rubs the other one with the pad of his thumb. My back arches into the bed as I let out a loud moan. He looks at me, not detaching himself. In fact, his tongue circles my nipple and he sucks harder.

"Please!" I cry out.

He released my teased nipple from his mouth and grins at me. "Please what? Come on princess, use your words." He teases, thumbs now rubbing both my nipples.

"More! Need more!" I cry.

My clit is throbbing and I feel like I've absolutely soaked through my panties.

"See. I knew you could do it." He smirks.

His hands trail down my frame to my underwear. His thumb rubs me through the layers.

"My, my, look what we have here. Is this all for me?" He asks.

"For you! Only for you!" I cry, begging for stimulation.

"Why you've made a mess of these, better get them out of the way then." He says, and in one swift motion my underwear are in his hands. His cock throbs through his boxers.

"So wet for me already." He grins, spreading my pussy lips open.

"I know you want this now, but can you hand me your bag?" He asks.

I nod dumbly and reach for my bag. Handing it to him he pulls out a small bag. He opens it and slips something onto his thumb, setting the bags back onto the floor.

"This, is something I've made especially with you in mind." He says.

"What is it?" My voice trembles.

"Well, why don't you lay back and find out?" He asks, pushing me back onto the bed.

A light buzzing can be heard as he clicks a button. I realize it's a vibrator. It's small, but no doubt powerful. I spread my legs and he slips between my thighs. His thumb gently massaging my clit sends waves of pleasure through me. His middle and ring finger slip inside my pussy. Slowly at first, then faster he moves his fingers in an upward motion. Suddenly he stops, just as I'm about to reach my high.

"Can I?" He asks.

"Can you what?" I whine.

"Can I taste you? Please?" He gives me a puppy look.

I nod and he moves down. Taking off the vibrator and handing it to me he props my thighs onto his shoulders. Licking a strip from my hole to my clit, he moans.

"Oh my—!"I cry out.

He takes my clit into his mouth and sucks gently on it. I'm not sure I'm gonna make it. My hips rise off of his shoulders momentarily, but he forces me back down. Stoping the sucking, he licks rapidly at my clit. He knows. I'm not gonna last long like this.

"Bernard!" I moan loudly.

His fingers go back into me and as he licks he fingers me. A wave washes over me and I know I'm gonna cum. Pushing his head down, I cum hard and he laps it up. He comes back up and gasps lightly. His cock is at attention. The outline of it makes my mouth water.

"May I?" I ask tugging at his waistband.

He pulls me into a kiss and I can taste myself on his mouth. I palm his cock through his boxers and he moans into me. I flip us around so he's on the bottom.

"Please. It's my first time." He pleads.

"Mine too. But I'm all yours." I grin.

"And I'm yours." He nods.

Pulling off his boxers and throwing them on the floor I take in the glory that is his cock. Precum glistens on the tip and oozes. He's big, but not too big. Maybe seven inches. He's girthy though. Biting my lip, I bend down to it and place a gentle kiss on the tip, my hand not able to reach all the way around it.

"Cara Mia!" He moans.

Gently pumping it, the tip gets more flushed. He's practically melting under my touch and I haven't barely done anything yet. I lick the slit and his breath hitches.

"Please!" He nearly cries.

Taking him into my mouth, my hand pumps what can't fit. Bobbing my head, I start slow. Giving him time to adjust I pick up the pace. He's a moaning mess under me. Just as I'm about to come up, his hands reach into my hair and pushes me down. I gag slightly, but I can take it. His hands guide me up and down. Soon a gurgled sound comes from him and he cums hard into my mouth. It's sweeter than I expected, probably from the candy diet. I swallow and come back up.

"I'm so sorry!" He apologizes.

"It's okay!" I assure him.

That made me even more horny though. I need to know how he feels in me. Squeezing my thighs together, I shift on the bed.

"That's a relief." He sighs.

"Can I—?" I cut myself off.

"Can you what?" He asks.

"Can I— ride you?" I ask bashfully.

"What's that?" He asks, tilting his head.

"You know what a vibrator is, but don't know what riding is?" I ask.

"This is my first time." He shrugs.

"It's when I climb on top of you." I explain briefly.

He doesn't respond, but picks me up and brings me down where my legs are on either side of him and my pussy rests on his chest.

"So yes?" I ask.

"Absolutely." He nods.

I'm already so wet I don't need lube. Lowering myself onto his cock, we both gasp.

"You're so... warm," he groans.

I hover a minute when he grabs my hips and forces my down hard.

"(Y/n)!" He moans loudly.

"Oh!" I gasp.

Slowly I start rolling my hips. He's big enough where he doesn't need to move much to hit all the right spots. After a few moments, I start to bounce up and down on his cock. His hands hold me steady as I go down harder and harder. I lift up almost off of it and slam my pussy down hard onto his cock and he melts under me.

"Please (Y/n)!" He cries, tears of pleasure leaking from his eyes.

Judging by his reaction he's about to orgasm. I speed up, bouncing up and down and soon he takes over slamming me down onto his throbbing member. With a cry, he cums in me. Warmth fills my cavern but I continue riding out his high.

"Use me!" He cry's out.

"Oh honey, I will." I moan out.

His hand goes to my clit and he starts rubbing circles into it. I can feel my own orgasm building as his second is.

"More please!" I cry as he presses harder, rougher circles into my already throbbing clit.

His cum makes a great lube. Impaling myself over and over again on him, I am almost to bursting from pleasure. Soon I orgasm hard and cum just as hard as he did all over his cock and onto the sheets. His orgasm is mere moments later, but I continue riding him. I never want him to not be in me. Riding out his high, I chase my second. He stops me.

"How bout we switch, beautiful?" He grins and in a split second I'm laying down with him on top of me.

"Please! Bernard! I need you back in me!" I cry.

And in one quick movement he's inside me. I gasp, he feels even bigger from this angle, if possible. He pounds into me hard and fast. Moaning, I throw my head back. His thumb ghosts over my puffy clit. He circles it gently clockwise. His lips attach to mine and I slip my tongue into his mouth with a moan. I explore every inch of his mouth with my tongue. He goes even faster if possible. Grunting, he moans.

The vibrator is back on his finger and at my clit. Vibrations go through my body and I arch my back. I can feel my orgasm building and he must know it because he's going unbearably slow now.

"Please!" I plead.

"Please what, princess?" He smirks knowingly.

"Please make me cum, sir!" I cry.

"As you wish." He grins.

He grinds down onto me harder. I cum hard. He starts to pull out when I stop him.

"Darling, what are you doing? I'm about to-" he starts as I cut him off.

"In me." I breath.

"What?" He asks.

"Cum in me. I need you!" I wrap my legs around him.

"If you say so." He shrugs and continues pounding into me.

Cumming hard, he groans. Warm semen coats my walls and I groan. Pulling out, his cum paints my thighs a glittery mess.

"Can I clean you up?" I ask.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

I nod and take him into my mouth with one swift motion.

"I didn't think you meant this!" He gasps.

I lick his gorgeous cock clean. I rise up and he pulls me into a soft kiss.

"I love you." He sighs into my shoulder.

"I'm tired." I breath.

"I'm sure you are now!" Bernard jokes.

"Can we take care of this tomorrow?" I ask.

"Of course darling." He says pulling pajama pants on and handing me a pair.

"You better take a shower though." He says.

"I should." I say, nearly collapsing trying to get out of bed.

"Let me help you. I shouldn't have been so rough with you!" He says, picking me up effortlessly.

"Oh!" I gasp.

He carries me to the toilet and sets me on it.

"I'll get you a washcloth instead." He shuffles out.

He comes back with a washcloth and runs it under some warm water. He kneels down and starts to wash his dried seed off of my thighs. After I'm all cleaned up, he carries me back to bed and lays me down. I pull him into bed with me.

"Stay."

"I will"

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Amab version

"I'm so lucky to have you as my soulmate." Bernard says brushing his hand against mine as we make our way down the hallway.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever known." I say, linking our hands.

"Cara Mia!" He takes my face in his hands.

"I love you." I smile.

"And I love you." He says pulling me into a passionate kiss.

"Is everything ok? We can stop if you need to." He whispers.

"Oh (Y/n)!" He cries, his lips going to my neck.

Gently sucking on the tender skin, I can feel his teeth nip.

"You'll leave a mark." I moan out.

"Good, I want them to know you're mine." He growls.

"Just wait a moment." I say gently pushing him.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Stop asking that. I'll tell you if something's wrong. And things couldn't be more right here." I say.

And in one quick movement my top is on the floor. Standing up I quickly unbutton my pants. Dropping them to the ground, I climb back onto the bed.

"You're beautiful." He gasps awestruck.

"You're the most handsome man I've ever met." I say capturing his lips in mine.

He kisses back hungry. Like a man that's been starved for days. Standing up abruptly, he tears his shirt off, throwing it to the ground. Like it was keeping me away from him, he pulls his pants down and in one swift motion we are both in our underwear.

"I'm ashamed. I'm sure I'm not as pretty or attractive as your soulmate should be." I say looking at the floor.

"You're perfect." He says taking my hands in his.

Pulling away, I take in his form. His hands go to my chest, thumbs brushing my nipples. I bite my lip to suppress a moan. I pull him onto the bed and he kneels over me. His eyes roams over my exposed figure, lingering at my nipples. They stick out from the cold and previous stimulation. His eyes lock with mine and I nod. In a split second his mouth meets my nipple. Gently sucking on one of them, he rubs the other one with the pad of his thumb. My back arches into the bed as I let out a loud moan. He looks at me, not detaching himself. In fact, his tongue circles my nipple and he sucks harder.

"Please!" I cry out.

He released my teased nipple from his mouth and grins at me. "Please what? Come on sir, use your words." He teases, thumbs now rubbing both my nipples

"More! Need more!" I cry.

My cock is throbbing and I feel like I've absolutely soaked through my boxers.

"See. I knew you could do it." He smirks.

His hands trail down my frame to my underwear. His thumb rubs my tip through the layers.

"My, my, look what we have here. Is this all for me?" He asks.

"For you! Only for you!" I cry, begging for stimulation.

"Why you've made a mess of these, better get them out of the way then." He says, and in one swift motion my underwear are in his hands. His cock throbs through his boxers.

"So hard for me already." He grins, palming my cock.

"I know you want this now, but can you hand me your bag?" He asks.

I nod dumbly and reach for my bag. Handing it to him he pulls out a small bag. He opens it and slips something onto his thumb, setting the bags back onto the floor.

"This, is something I've made especially with you in mind." He says.

"What is it?" My voice trembles.

"Well, why don't you lay back and find out?" He asks, pushing me back onto the bed.

A light buzzing can be heard as he clicks a button. I realize it's a vibrator. It's small, but no doubt powerful. I spread my legs and he slips between my thighs. His thumb gently massaging my tip sends waves of pleasure through me. His other hand begins to jerk me off. Slowly at first, then faster he moves his hand in an upward motion. Suddenly he stops, just as I'm about to reach my high.

"Can I?" He asks.

"Can you what?" I whine.

"Can I taste you? Please?" He gives me a puppy look.

I nod and he moves down. Taking off the vibrator and handing it to me he props my thighs onto his shoulders. Hollowing his cheeks, he takes me into his mouth as he moans.

"Oh my—!"I cry out.

He licks my slit and sucks gently on the tip of my cock. I'm not sure I'm gonna make it. My hips rise off of his shoulders momentarily, but he forces me back down. Stoping the sucking, he licks rapidly at my cock. He knows. I'm not gonna last long like this.

"Bernard!" I moan loudly.

His hand goes back to the base of my cock and he bobs up and down on the shaft. A wave washes over me and I know I'm gonna cum. Pushing his head down, I cum hard and he laps it up. He comes back up and gasps lightly. His cock is at attention. The outline of it makes my mouth water.

"May I?" I ask tugging at his waistband.

He pulls me into a kiss and I can taste myself on his mouth. I palm his cock through his boxers and he moans into me. I flip us around so he's on the bottom.

"Please. It's my first time." He pleads.

"Mine too. But I'm all yours." I grin.

"And I'm yours." He nods.

"Cara Mia!" He moans.

Gently pumping it, the tip gets more flushed. He's practically melting under my touch and I haven't barely done anything yet. I lick the slit and his breath hitches.

"Please!" He nearly cries.

"I'm so sorry!" He apologizes.

"It's okay!" I assure him.

That made me even more horny though. I need to know how he feels in me. Squeezing my thighs together, I shift on the bed.

"That's a relief." He sighs.

"Can I—?" I cut myself off.

"Can you what?" He asks.

"Can I— ride you?" I ask bashfully.

"What's that?" He asks, tilting his head.

"You know what a vibrator is, but don't know what riding is?" I ask.

"This is my first time." He shrugs.

"It's when I climb on top of you." I explain briefly.

He doesn't respond, but picks me up and brings me down where my legs are on either side of him and I rest on his chest.

"So yes?" I ask.

"Absolutely." He nods.

I prep my hole with lube and I work a finger inside myself. Once ready I begin lowering myself onto his cock, we both gasp.

"You're so... warm," he groans.

I hover a minute when he grabs my hips and forces my down hard.

"(Y/n)!" He moans loudly.

"Oh!" I gasp.

"Please (Y/n)!" He cries, tears of pleasure leaking from his eyes.

"Use me!" He cry's out.

"Oh honey, I will." I moan out.

His hand goes to my cock and he starts pumping it. I can feel my own orgasm building as his second is.

"More please!" I cry as he jerks harder and faster, rubbing his thumb on my tip.

His cum makes a great lube. Impaling myself over and over again on him, I am almost to bursting from pleasure. Soon I orgasm hard and cum just as hard as he did all over his chest and onto the sheets. His orgasm is mere moments later, but I continue riding him. I never want him to not be in me. Riding out his high, I chase my second. He stops me.

"How bout we switch, beautiful?" He grins and in a split second I'm laying down with him on top of me.

"Please! Bernard! I need you back in me!" I cry.

And in one quick movement he's inside me. I gasp, he feels even bigger from this angle, if possible. He pounds into me hard and fast. Moaning, I throw my head back. His thumb ghosts over my sensitive head. He circles it gently clockwise. His lips attach to mine and I slip my tongue into his mouth with a moan. I explore every inch of his mouth with my tongue. He goes even faster if possible. Grunting, he moans.

The vibrator is back on his finger and at my cock. Vibrations go through my body and I arch my back. I can feel my orgasm building and he must know it because he's going unbearably slow now.

"Please!" I plead.

"Please what, sir?" He smirks knowingly.

"Please make me cum, master!" I cry.

"As you wish." He grins.

He grinds down onto me harder. I cum hard. He starts to pull out when I stop him.

"Darling, what are you doing? I'm about to-" he starts as I cut him off.

"In me." I breath.

"What?" He asks.

"Cum in me. I need you!" I wrap my legs around him.

"If you say so." He shrugs and continues pounding into me.

Cumming hard, he groans. Warm semen coats my walls and I groan. Pulling out, his cum paints my thighs a glittery mess.

"Can I clean you up?" I ask.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

I nod and take him into my mouth with one swift motion.

"I didn't think you meant this!" He gasps.

I lick his gorgeous cock clean. I rise up and he pulls me into a soft kiss.

"I love you." He sighs into my shoulder.

"I'm tired." I breath.

"I'm sure you are now!" Bernard joke.

"Can we take care of this tomorrow?" I ask.

"Of course darling." He says pulling pajama pants on and handing me a pair.

"You better take a shower though." He says.

"I should." I say, nearly collapsing trying to get out of bed.

"Let me help you. I shouldn't have been so rough with you!" He says, picking me up effortlessly.

"Oh!" I gasp.

He carries me to the toilet and sets me on it.

"I'll get you a washcloth instead." He shuffles out.

"Stay."

"I will"

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dick-the3rd · 3 years ago

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Rant time!!

Unpopular opinion, but I really like Jason's attack on the Titan's Tower despite the fact that most people seem to use it as a bad rep of his character.

Why? Well, buckle up this is going to be long.

First of all, I believe that what he does to Tim is not only very much in character but it's also an important part of who Jason is and what are his motivations after he became Red Hood.

Let's begin at this scene, from UTRH, if you haven't read it I strongly recommend it. Or, alternatively, see the movie version of this, I really like Jason's monologue here.

In this scene he states that he isn't seeking revenge on Bruce for not saving him, no, the real problem is that the Joker is alive. Jason clearly states that he thought that, at least now that the Joker killed him, Batman wouldn't let him hurt anyone else. From Jason's point of view he should have been the last victim.

Focus on that. The last victim.

Next scene. This is from Green Arrow (2001) #72. Red Hood abducted Green Arrow's sidekick, Speedy (who in this issue is Mia). When Oliver asks Bruce why would Jason do that, this is his answer.

Jason is incredibly smart and has proven more than once how he can have more than one goal within the same plan. This is one of this cases.

He abducts Speedy to make a diversion for the case he's currently working on in Star City. He also abducts her as a message to Batman. But also, more than that, he abducts her so he can talk to her, one on one.

Right at the beginning of this issue Jason says to Speedy that he's there to teach her a lesson. That is followed by a sparring of sorts, where Jason states how unfair is that she holds back to avoid killing people when her enemies are obviously aiming to kill her.

Which is followed by this.

It's made very clear how grey Jason morality is. Doing something bad does not equal to being bad, there's a bunch of circumstances around it.

So far so good?

Then we have this panel right here

(I know what it looks like, no he doesn't kill her. He barely even hurts her, by the end she just walks out of the place)

This is a lot more personal than "I'm taking control over Gotham's crime to do damage control". This is him admitting that he'll do things even himself considers very bad because there's a greater goal.

This is him admitting it was wrong of him to kidnap her and give her a beating just to prove a point. This is him saying he doesn't think that what he does is right, but the ends justify the means. Even though the end doesn't make the means right.

Then, FINALLY, we come to this.

The Titans' Tower. Here is the beginning of his speech.

Without any context just sounds like he's bitter and jealous. But then you think about how he wanted to be the Last Victim. Then how he kidnapped Mia to make a point.

Do you see where I'm getting at? No? Here, let me add this:

Read the last panel again. I failed- but I'm still beating you.

Jason died on that costume and that made him the weak Robin. Yet, he's still beating Tim's ass, so that means Tim is weaker than him.

And that means Tim isn't strong enough to be Robin, because if Jason is that good and he died, what chance does Tim have?

Jason knows that beating Robin up to teach Bruce a lesson is wrong. He knew it was wrong with Mia and he knows he's wrong with Tim, but he still thinks it's worth it.

Except it's not only a lesson to Bruce, is a lesson to Tim too (just like it was with Mia). During the whole dialogue Jason is trying to convince Tim that he isn't good enough to be Robin, not because Tim isn't worthy the name, but because it's too dangerous for him to wear the costume.

He's trying to make Tim give up on this life because Jason knows how dangerous it is (, the Last Victim, remember?) and it's unfair to ask for a teenager to put his life at risk to fix something that not even the grown ups can fix.

(To some level, this is also Jason admitting that he wanted someone to stop him before he died. But this is really up to personal interpretation)

Then we have this. Tim beaten to a pulp but still standing his ground.

This is Tim saying that Jason is wrong about the thing about being strong enough, because it isn't Tim's fault that he is bloody and beaten. It isn't even Bruce's fault.

It is Jason, because Jason chose to beat Tim. Jason chose to teach a lesson through pain. He's calling out Jason's hypocrisy. This is Tim refusing to play by Jason's rules.

Which is why I like the ending of this issue too (honestly if Jasom wanted Tim dead Tim would be dead, but I think at this point we all agree that death isn't his goal)

Here is where we can see exactly what makes Jason so bitter. It's not the replacement thing. It's how utterly alone Jason was when he was Robin.

Early this issue Jason says how no one cared that he died and how even though he was a Titan there wasn't a statue to him. Until then it can be read only as a whiny villain doing the bohoo no one loves me thing.

But when we get to the end we can see how deep this truly is. Jason didn't only died alone, but he also died feeling lonely. When he went looking for his mother, he was also he looking for someone that could make him less lonely.

Jason knows he's wrong. He knows he isn't a good person. Hell, he knows what he just did was really fucked up, but he does what he thinks it's best and up to this point he thought that there was a very real possibility that Tim ended up like him.

But by the end of it he realizes he was wrong. Tim isn't like him, Tim has a safety net and has people around him that won't let him end up like Jason.

Jason went to the Tower to teach him a lesson, and by the end he is the one that learns something new.

Thanks for reading and sorry for the long rant but I needed to get this out of my system.

Edit: It came to my attention recently that the Green Arrow issue I reference in this post came two years after the Teen Titans issue. It messes a bit with my reasoning and overall organization (since it was meant to be chronological). (This is the problem with reading isolated issues years after they were published, it's hard to keep track of the chronological order of things) Personally speaking I don't think it changes everything, and I still maintain my main opinion of the attack making sense for Jason as a character, but the chronology does affect things and I think it's important for you guys to know it.

#batfamily #batfam #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #robin #meta #jason meta #mine #in depth meta #my meta #my rant #revised #(nothing drastic just fixed a few grammar errors and add alt text to the images)

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cheryyori · 3 years ago

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NIGHTMARE EYES PT. 2

pairing(s): steven grant/fem!oc for this part mainly (platonic dane/fem!oc)

summary: OK, so she's got a date now. And a possible future boyfriend. Ok, cool, nothing could go wrong right?

warning(s): mental health illness, possible inaccurate depictions of DID (I tried my best to research tho in spare time, also based on events in the show), horror elements, gore/blood elements, murders

author's note: ok so here my fic idea, but it's bare bones bc I haven't been in the best mood to write this down properly but I wanted to share this idea with everyone else. It's very messy so sorry about that. Probs some gaps in between but I'll fill it in a more edited version.

This chapter(?) shows Izanami and Sunny's relationship and what she does for her and the shit she goes through. We also get a small Marc and Sunny moment towards the end. You're welcome.

This was originally supposed to be done before Halloween bc of the spooky vibes it had but that didn't happen, sorry. Next part will be starting to mix with the plot of the show.

Other than that enjoy this word vomit bullet point for my fic idea (I'll probably change the format for the next part bc this looks messy :()

Open to also write hc and other blurbs for this au/characters (spoilers free for nightmare eyes au plot tho). Taglist open for anyone interested for updates.

Red italicized is Izanami either speaking or in Sunny's head & italicized is speaking in Korean

taglist: @ahookedheroespureheart

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Ok. So that happened.

Truthfully she's still buzzed from the kiss even after he left. But like???

Wow.

That kiss.

Wow x2

She hadn't had a kiss like that since well forever.

She pats her cheeks and blinks shaking her head, "Get a hold of yourself! It's just a kiss!" A damn good one tho.

She received a text a few minutes later about the details of their date. Right, steak. It was still odd that he would invite her there but maybe it was like he said. He wanted to impress her.

Ok points for effort. She'll let it slide for now.

The next day she sees Steven and smiles when he greets her, "Oh love, you're here I just wanted to say sorry about before." Why would he want to say sorry???

"What?"

"Sorry I was so caught up in my own thoughts I never got to ask you about it..."

What????

"About what?"

"The...erm....kiss....and, well, us?"

Oh.

OH!

"U-us?" Oh god she forgot they never really did talk about it but then again...didn't he ask her out??? "Oh, well, what about us...?"

"Well I was wondering...does this make us more than friends?" She blinks.

"...do you want us to be more than friends, Steven?"

"Do you?"

She paused, he was fidgeting the entire time with rosy cheeks.

"Well...what would you say if I said yes...?"

She's sure his brain had short circuited bc he starts stumbling over his word.

"Y-yes, oh you said yes, well I'd say I'd like that..."

"Then we're more than friends, but only after our date and maybe get to know each other more," she added. Steven looks confused.

"Date?"

"Don't you remember? You came here last night and kissed me after going MIA for a week and then asked me on a date."

"A WEEK??!" He shouted before apologizing, "Sorry, I mean I did????"

"Yes, Steven. Don't you remember?" She gives him a concerned look before he shook his head.

"No I, I guess it must have slipped my mind, truthfully my memory hasnt been its best these last couple of days, I have, ah, sort of health condition," he confessed sheepishly.

Oh, well that might be why he didn't remember. She didn't pry for more details, she figured if he was comfortable, he'll tell her.

"Erm, for the date, what did we say it was at?"

"You suggested a steakhouse, I know I had the same look but you said you wanted to be for me, which was sweet and all but you didn't have to do that," she said, slightly skeptical.

"Oh no, it's fine, love! If I suggested it then I must have suggested. Oh bullocks, I wanted to remember asking you out at least, and even I couldn't do that," he laughs with a slightly dejected look on his face, "Makes me wonder why you'd accept a bloke like me."

"Aish, Steven, I've already told you not to sell yourself short, you're the sweetest and most kindhearted man, I love how your entire being lights up when you ramble about all the things that catches your interests, I might not have a clue on them half the time but they're something that makes you happy and that's what's important to me," she said.

"You mean that?"

"Of course! I've always liked you Steven and your ramblings too, I guess I was just scared you'd reject me. Who knew me kissing you suddenly would cause this!"

He chuckled before blinking, "I know you said we can try to be more than friends after the date but...may I have another kiss?"

She squeals, feeling her cheeks become red. The way he asked HER to kiss HIM!!! Oh her heart.

"Hmmm, okay just because maybe I find you to be cute," she says before giving him a soft peck on the lips. She could feel him practically melt in her arms. His hunched shoulders relaxed as he leaned into the kiss.

It was cute how he followed as she pulled away from the kiss, still dazed.

When she pulled away he was staring at her with hearts.

"Shall we get going, we'll miss our bus if we wait any longer." He nodded as he held her hand making her squeal internally. Yeah yeah call her a fucking idiot for fawning over this, but she was a romantic at heart.

The ride on the bus seemed normal, they talked as usual about different topics, mainly Steven and she just couldn't help but adore how excited he looked. Only new addition was that Steven held her hand and would have the brightest smile on his face compared to before. He did try to follow her off the bus when they reached her stop, mostly bc he wanted to walk her to work.

Luckily she stopped him, saying how he'll be late for work. He was reluctant and only relented when she offered to meet him for lunch.

Speaking of work, Dane notice how his friend was practically glowing. Ofc he would tease her. Bastard.

"Well you're in a great mood today," he notes.

"Maybe I just got a good night's sleep, you ever thought of that, Dane?" She asked. Dane rolled his eyes.

"Yeah yeah, alright spill," he says, "What's got you all cheery today? You're usually dreading for the morning classes," he said.

He squinted his eyes at her before snapped his fingers. "I got it, you've got a date, didn't you?!"

HOW TF DID HE KNOW?!

"Who told you?!"

"You did! Just now! I knew it! Well go on, who is it? Wait, it's that nerdy gift shopist friend of yours you've been talking to, innit?"

"That's classified information, I have a code when it comes to dating and one of them is to not reveal their identities to friends until after the 8th date!"

"So it is him! Bloody finally! I was getting tired of seeing you two pine over each other like two school yard kids!" Dane said before sticking his head outside of the room, "Oi! Llyod, you owe 20 now! He finally asked her out!"

"You made a betting pool on us?! Dane!!"

She's gonna kill him. But apparently that's against the law, so she settled for smacking his shoulder with her teaching notes instead.

The day went by slowly until lunch arrived. Somehow she was bombared by the kids asking if Steven was with her, some of the kids kinda took a liking to him when he kept adding on to her teachings when he was waiting for her.

She was glad the kids liked him, they called him the funny tired man ever since. And GOD, she'll never let it down if he heard they also call him her boyfriend as well. Though the thought makes her a bit giddy.

She texted Steven she was on her way and took a seat on the bus. She was glad she had no classes to teach right after her lunch break, meaning she gets more time to herself. Usually she would use this time to grade her students work or make more lesson plans but she decided not to this time.

As she was lost in her own thoughts, a certain goddess decided to make her appearance.

"I see you're enjoying yourself with your little boy toy."

Sunny almost screamed but refrained as she held a hand over her heart, "What the fuck?!" She cursed and took a deep breath as she saw Izanami scrolling on her phone.

(Hold on, do goddesses even have phones or allowed to have them at all??? Aren't they supposed to be omnipresent or whatever...)

She took a quick look around and saw a few people around, but they were all lost in their own thoughts or their phones.

"Although you're free to do as you please in your spare time, remember that the spirits remain restless, I'll need you to investigate one that's been causing a scene in the living."

"Jesus can't you get someone else to be your own paranormal cop/detective?!"

"No." Damn, what did she expect really...

"Tonight? Really? Can't you get any of the other gods to help you?"

"I'm afraid you forget that I'm not quite well liked within my own pantheon, besides, none of the other gods will want to meddle with the dead, they find anything regarding the afterlife or is considered cursed to be nothing more than a little stain on their robes."

Yeesh, dramatic much. She's just asking for a break not a damn monolog.

"Be grateful, my dear, you're only doing the bare minimum of interacting and comforting them before helping them pass on."

Sunny rolled her eyes mimicking the goddess. "Meh meh, comfort my ass, tell that to the Crooked Man knock-off slug that literally tied to haunt my possible future boyfriend!"

"I thought you said that you two would be more than friends after the first date."

"Shut up! You know what I mean!" She yelled only to pause as she looked around to see some people staring at her, "Ha, sorry," she said, holding her phone out and pointed to her airpod in her ear, "Bit of a heated argument, sorry!"

"Regardless my little detective, work must be done to return balance in the afterlife. I have faith in you, my dear." She said, patting Sunny's cheek as if she was a child, making her click her tongue and slap her hand away.

"Oh shut it, if I do this you have to give me night of the date off! Agreed?"

Izanami hums before relenting with a nod and a roll of her eyes, "Very well, but don't push you're luck, be grateful that I'm quite fond of you," she said, "Also for your date, please wear something suitable, if I must, I will lend you something from my personal wardrobe."

"Hey, what's wrong with how I dress? It's comfy," Sunny huffed, glancing down at her clothes.

"Hm perhaps if this was dark academia libary date, yes, but if you're dining at a 5 star steakhouse restaurant please do follow the dress code."

"Ok, now that's just rude. There is nothing wrong with how I dress and I'm done with this conversation," she huffed.

"Oh!" Iznami gasped, startling her.

"What? What happened?" The goddess stared at her phone before replying.

"Seems like there's a promotion on those red bean soup from that little noodle shop you like," she said, an odd glee in her eyes.

"For all powerful goddess, you sure do have a knack for special deals from there..."

For some reason the goddess really loved the red bean soup from there and always demanded she get it for her if she was ordering take out from there. before getting off the bus and headed towards the museum.

She immediately went towards the gift shop where she saw Steven. "Steven!" She called out, startling him slightly before he turned and saw her.

"Oh Sunny, love," he said, "You startled me, is it lunchtime already?" He asked.

"Yeah, but I can wait for you while you finish up," she said. She decided to explore the museum exhibits while he finished.

Sunny merely took a quick glance through the ancient exhibits on displayed when she noticed how peeved Izanami looked. Sunny swears she sees a slight pout on her lips. Her thoughts were cut of when she heard her name and saw Steven. When she turned back, Izanami was already gone.

"Alright love, I should be done now," he said as he grabbed his bag.

"Great, let's get going then shall we?" She took his hand and led him out, internally smirking when she saw the look Donna and the security guard up front that had tried to flirt with her last week. Yeah it kinda felt nice to see them gawking at the two in shock.

"So I heard there's this nice cafe, we can have tea and some pastries if you'd like," he suggested.

"Oh that sounds great! Let's go!" She lets him lead her to the cafe, it was nice and cozy. And the pastries were heavenly and absolutely adorable. Reminds her of the cafés when she visited her relatives in Korea.

Steven has mostly talked, ranging from how his day went after they parted to how he notices some of the promotional posters for the Egyptian exhibit were wrong.

"Might have to bring it up to Donna later tonight," he said. She frowned at the mention of his boss.

"You sure you're don't need me to talk to her, listen if anything I'll get Dane to scold her since we'll he's pretty well known bc of his work, maybe she'll listen to him. Or better yet maybe he can help you get another job at a different museum."

"No, love its fine," he sighed.

"God one of these days I'll throttle her for you, she's such a bitch, I'm not even sure why she can't let you be a tour guide, I mean you have a health condition regarding why you're absent and or late, if she knows that then why can't see understand that!" Sunny huffed, though she didn't know it, it warmed his heart at her words.

He didn't think he'd be so lucky to find someone as understanding and kind as her. Maybe life was finally turning around for him.

"Love, it's quite alright, I don't mind as long as I can be close to the Egyptian exhibit, and knowing that you'll be here to listen to me when I'm down makes me feel better."

"You still shouldn't have to go through all that..." she sighed. Steven gave her a small smile.

"Well enough about me, how's your day, love?" He asked.

"The same as always, you know Dane made a damn betting pool on whether we'd go on a date or not?"

"Really, I didn't think of him as the sort to do that," Steven said.

"Oh you'd be surprised on what he does, a little bit unpredictable at times, you know we used the have Tuesday Karaoke nights before but not anymore!"

"Karaoke nights? Just the two of you? You sure I don't have to worry about the two of you being together?" He jokes, but a part of him was curious of their relationship. Maybe he was still a bit jealous deep down.

"Oh no, Dane and I are just friends since college, we met when he was an exchange student at our school. Well, I guess now we're best friends at this point," She said, "We used to frequent a karaoke bar we found in Chinatown. We usually just sit there to eat and drink at the noodle bar while others do karaoke on stage, though recently he's been going through a rough patch because of his girlfriend...being away..." she adds the last part hesitantly.

Yeah it probably wouldn't be smart for her to mention to Steven that Sersi was taken by some weird alien.

"Oh I'm sorry to hear about him and his girlfriend going through it, but maybe the two of us can go one day," Steven suggested. And he knew he hit the jackpot when he saw how her eyes lit up. An adorable sight really.

"Really? Oh my god we should! You'll have a blast there!" She said, shaking her hands from excitement as she was practically vibrating with glee at the thought.

Oh goodness, his heart was gonna burst.

"You're so adorable, love," Steven cooed as he placed his chin under his palms. Yup, he was sure he'd looked like a love sick puppy to others, but honestly he didn't really care, "It's still hard for me to wrap my head around how why you'd accept someone like me."

"Steven, I told you--"

"I know, but still...you probably had a lot of boyfriends in the past I bet, or maybe even girlfriends, I wouldn't blame them."

Sunny lets out a nervous chuckle, "Oh, uh, I really haven't had alot of dating experience really. Maybe like 1 or 2 serious relationships in the past but they didn't really end well."

"Really?" Now Steven was surprised.

"Ha, let's just say that younger me wasn't very well liked....not to say that people hated me or anything, I just was never anyone's first choice....I was just...odd to people."

Yeah, definitely being able to see undead things and spirits definitely makes her odd, she thinks.

"Well that's not right," Steven mutters. "And beside, being normal is overrated anyways," he quips, "I think you're quite pleasant even if you are odd."

"Awww, Steven, you're too kind," she grins, "Well who knows, I'm still hopeful that someone will love me as I am wholely," she said offhandedly as she glanced out the window.

Steven feels his cheeks become hot. A hopeful romantic to a fault, he can't help but wonder if he could be the one. Maybe, maybe not. But he can't help but fantasize at the thought.

"Maybe," he mutters to himself.

The waitress brought them their food. Steven took this moment to thank the waitress as they asked if they needed anything else.

While this happened, Sunny took a small sip of her ice tea and glanced outside the window. Everything seemed normal until she saw it.

Admist the busy streets of London stood a tall looming figure. Neck crooked, eyes hollow and drenched in blood. It's mouth slowly opened, wide enough to reveal its sharp teeth. Seeing its mouth open she saw a face sunken in its mouth, a look of pure agony and terror on its expression

She choked on her own drink, causing Steven to rush over to her side and pat her back as she coughed violently.

"Goodness love, you alright?!"

"J-just went down the wrong pipe, I'm alright," she coughed, looking back out through the window and the creature gone.

"What the fuck..." she mutters before looking back at Steven to see his concern face, "I'm okay, just got spooked, that's all," she said.

"Are you sure, love?" She continued to reassure him before telling him that they should eat their lunch before his break was over.

Steven relented, not sure what to say. He was sure she saw something but when he glanced out it was just the busy London street, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Yeah, fine, let's eat before our food gets cold," she said in hopes that he would leave the subject be.

He did, but continued to give her worried glances ever few minutes.

Somehow lunch went on smoothly after that, but she was still shaken by what she saw. She could hear Izanami complain in the back of her head how the spirits were becoming more bold and restless and that doesn't make her feel better tbh.

Once she dropped Steven back at the museum, she left. She turned to corner only to shout when she ran into a familar ghost wearing shade.

"Oh my God! You again?!" She had an exasperated look, "So what? You're just following me around now?!" She said with more mild annoyance rather than fear the first time she met the ghost.

Yeah she's terrified of the ghosts half of the time, but if they're just going to do things like this the fear suddenly lessens a bit.

"Don't blame them for sticking to you, my dear," Izanami said, appearing beside her again.

"Oh my god!" She jumps, "I swear we to get you a bell or something..." she sighs.

The goddess merely ignored her as she walked and turned around the corner.

This bitch...

She followed after, knowing that the goddess usually doesn't make her appearance unless it involves some stray spirits.

Or maybe to bother her.

She noticed a large crowd forming along side the riverbank. Sirens from the constables car going off in the background.

She saw the goddess standing among the crowd with arms crossed, her eyes staring out into the water.

Sunny heard hush whispers among the crowd, something about a missing woman found dead in the river.

She had a bad feeling about this.

Before she could ask Izanami why they were heard she look out to see a woman standing in the middle of the water, dress in a white night gown.

Oh great.

She gulped and nervously glanced back at the goddess, shifting uncomfortably at the sight of the woman slowly emerging out of the water.

"It's usually rare of me to stumble upon a vengeful spirit in the making," Izanami suddenly commented.

"Woah, wait! 'Vengeful'?!" Sunny squeaked.

"Oh relax my dear, she's not at the stage yet, we can prevent it if we find out reason for her anger."

Sunny grimaced at the thought as the spirit was now before them, the rest of the crowd ignorant to what was happening.

She's had her fair share of encounters with more vengeful spirits and trust her, it's not that great.

"So my dear, I can sense you're angry, may I ask why? Perhaps we can help?"

"...my husband...he did this to me..."

"Hm, I see, I can understand the sentiment..."

"Izanami..." Sunny muttered feeling uncomfortable at the spirit before her. She saw how blood had been trailing down her head and onto her clothes. Her skin a now deathly pale blue color. Not to mention the sudden shift of how thick the air around them felt. She felt that she was going to choke.

"Fine, fine, so you want revenge on your husband I see, I'm assuming he's the one that killed you. Hmm, I'm usually not the one to mess with the living but I suppose I can an exception for this case."

Izanami hummed as she tapped her pointer finger against her chin, "But because it involves the living it will cost you my dear, what do you have to offer to me to fulfill this?"

"Are you really extorting the ghost?!" Sunny gasped.

The spirit contemplated, "I don't have any money on me..."

"Oh, it doesn't have to be of the monetary type, anything you deem of value, it can sentimental as well."

The spirit remained quiet before taking off a ring that was on her finger. Izanami took the ring an inspected it.

"I see, very well, consider it done," she said before tossing it to Sunny, who was startled as she caught it.

She gazed at the ring and notices the very expensive looking diamond attached to the ring, "Holy shit...."

This damn rock could cover her bills for an entire 2 months!

(tw: gore & blood warning)

Before she could ask Izanami what she was gonna do with ring, the spirit suddenly dug her fingers into the side of her skull.

A strange sound of discomfort coming from the back of Sunny's throat at the sight.

The sounds of squelching was heard before the spirit took out a single bullet, covered in red and has bits of possibly brain matter on it.

Sunny grimaced at the sight and turned away, feeling sick as Izanami took the bullet from the spirit.

"I hope you feel at ease, dear," Izanami replied in a soft voice. It was odd hearing the goddess sound so tender and sincere considering how she usually is.

And with that the spirit disappeared. The thick air lifting as she exhaled a deep breath she didn't know she had been holding in.

"So...that's it?" She mutters, taking a look around them. No one had noticed what took place and continued on as normal.

"For now," Izanami replies.

"That's quite ominous of you to say..."

"What do you want me to say, it'll take some time to enact their just revenge, I can't just drop my duties to do just that."

"And those duties are?" Sunny asked. Izanami doesn't replied.

She sighs before leaving the scene and quickly headed back to museums before her next class. The diamond ring seemed heavy in her pocket as she worried what exactly the goddess was planning to do to exact the spirit's revenge.

Nothing good, most likely.

NIGHT TIME - 11:10PM

After work, Sunny had almost all but forgotten the experience from earlier as she walked down the streets towards the bus stop.

Dane offered to wait for her like usual, but he seemed a bit jittery, almost anxious. She decided that maybe he was still worried about Sersi.

So she declined, telling him to head home for the night. She sighed as she walked past a few buildings hoping to catch the last bus or maybe even a cab at this point.

She had been deep in her own thoughts relaying today's events when she heard a sudden clash.

She jumped as she turned to see what it was. Some nearby trash can were knocked over, a part of her wants thinks it's the wind, but she knows it's not the case.

Call her paranoid, but when you've spent years dealing with ghost, it doesn't hurt to be cautious.

Sunny hastily made her way towards the end of the street, gripping her phone in one hand.

God how she wished she brought her baseball bat with her. She took a quick glance over her shoulder to see nothing when-

"What are you doing?"

She screamed as she turned to see Izanami standing before her.

"Oh god," she gasped, "Stop doing that, you're gonna give me a heart attack one day..."

Izanami frowned, "I wouldn't let that happen."

"That's oddly comforting to hear..." Sunny said, "Well since you're here, have...have you noticed anything odd around here?"

Izanami raised a brow at her, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you know something...well, something that involves the dead?"

Before the goddess could speak, all the lights before them had suddenly shut off. The two stared at each other before a few minutes later the lights turned back on, only with a red hue.

"This is new..." Izanami notes, sounding quite suprised. Sunny shushes the goddess, hearing something in the distance.

"...do you hear that?" The two paused, listening closely. It sounded like footsteps. Along with some heavy breathing.

The two glanced at each other before they saw it.

A large looming figure with four elongated limbs protruding from its torso. The portion where it's head should be had multiple eyes all over it and slit across its face representing its mouth.

Oh shit.

Sunny gasped, but Izanami quickly placed her hand over her mouth, shushing her.

"Don't," she whispered, "Don't make a sound. Just slowly back away and hide into the alley while it passes..." she said, slowly lowering her hand from Sunny's mouth and gripped her arm to follow her lead.

She nodded as they backed away slowly, keeping their eyes on the creature. They continued walking back until they stumbled upon some trash cans that were laying about on the sidewalk.

The creature suddenly turned its head towards them, slowly emerging as it faced them.

"Well this is bad," Izanami mutters.

"Yeah, you think!? Can't you do something about that thing?!"

"I can't do anything against that thing!"

"But you're a god! One that oversees the underworld specifically!" Sunny jumps as the creature lets out a growl.

"Yes, but under certian circumstances, I have no control over that foul beast!"

"So you're basically useless to me right now! Great, what's the point in being bothered by an all powerful god if they can't even have the power to protect you?!" Sunny snapped, "Then what the hell am I supposed to do?!"

"Quit talking and just run!"

Sunny did just that as she dipped into the nearby alleyway, hearing the creature let out a shriek and chase after her.

She screamed as it slammed into the side of the building. She kicked an unstable plank holding some crates to collapse and fall over in hopes to temporarily stop the creature.

She panted as ducked under some fencing rails and slipped into a smaller alleyway that had exited out into a more open alleyway.

She paused, sensing that the creature was nowhere nearby. For a second she felt a bit of ease.

She took a step back before her foot stepped on something. She glanced down to see a small pendant. She knelt down to picked it up and quickly inspected it. It was gold with inscriptions embossed on it.

The inscription was in kanji, she'll have to ask Izanami what it says then.

She stood straight and pulled out her phone to see where she was at when she heard a faint whisper.

She paused, slowly hearing the whisper grow more louder and more frantic. She held her breath and glanced over her shoulder to see a ghostly looking woman, her hands covering her face as she let out sobs.

Sunny took a step back as the woman removed her hands and stared at her with a vacant expression before a large wide grin was seen.

A distorted giggle left their lips before their head suddenly split open, revealing a large inflated one with large bulging eyes and a wide grin with sharp teeth snapping at her.

"Are you fucking with me--" she ducked as it lurched forward, slamming itself against the wall behind her. She ran as it let out fits of giggles and clattering before it followed after her.

"Izanami, if you can hear me throughout all this chaos, I swear to fucking God, if you don't tell me what the fuck is going I'm gonna fucking lose it!"

Well there's no reason to be so crude about it!

"Izanami!"

Alright, alright! I'm afraid I'm not sure why so many ghastly spirits are emerging at this time, were not even close to the night parade yet...

"The what now?!"

Never mind that, just keep running and take a left, it'll lead you through an alley in front of the apartment building---duck!!

Sunny gasped and suddenly ducked, rolling on her side as a large arm shot its way out between the walls out of nowhere. She winced as she hit her head against the pavement, a small cut was seen above her left brow.

She pressed her fingers above her brow when she felt something trickle down her face.

Great. Blood.

She lets out groan as she stood back up to see the arm crawling around to find her. She stepped back as the arm swiped at her.

She glanced over to see a wooden board and grabbed it as she hit the arm over and over again as it tried to grab her. The arm stilled before disappearing into black smoke.

A huff escaped her lips as she threw the board away. She recalled Izanami saying if she slipped through the upcoming alley it would lead her to the front of the apartment building.

The air was still thick, she glanced down the end of the alley to see the second spirit she had saw earlier, staring back at her. The distorted giggles and clatter were heard.

She held her bag close to her before the spirit suddenly disappeared. A slight sense of relief washed over her, although only temporarily before Izanami spoke.

Best make haste now, I can still sense the foul beast close by.

Speak of the devil, a loud shriek was heard before she turned to see the first spirit at the very end.

"Seriously?!" She quickly slipped into alley and found herself in front of the apartments. She rushed inside, shut the front door and staring out through the small window to see the spirit slowly disappear with the wind.

She sighed and placed her head against the door frame. She hate this.

Slowly Sunny made her way towards the lift and pressed the button to her floor. She could feel herself on edge as she glanced around the lift. No spirits popping out of nowhere like the last time.

She saw herself in the reflection, God she looked like shit. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes all rumpled up and a mess, and the bleeding cut above her brow.

Glad that no one was around at least.

Once she reached her floor, she hastily turned back and exited the lift, paranoia and adrenaline still filling her system before she heard a voice.

"Shit are you okay?"

She quickly turned to see Steven, his eyes wide as he took in her appearance. He was dressed differently than usual and his messy unkempt curls was pushed back. And the accent was off, but slightly different than the last time.

On any normal day, she would have pointed it out, but her mind was frazzled and too much of a mess to notice.

"Oh god, Steven?"

"I--" he didn't get a chance to speak when she rushed in to hug him. Her body relaxed, all the adrenaline slowly left her and the exhaustion settled in.

He stiffened, unsure how to react. He was just worried when he saw a woman all banged up left the lift.

She had called him Steven, meaning she knew the other alter. Shit.

He swallowed thickly before wrapping his arms around her, "Hey, it'll be fine, you're okay..." he said.

He pulled away as he looked over at the cut she had. It wasn't too bad but he'll need to patch her up.

"What happened?" He asked, doing his best put on the same accent Steven always had.

"Umm..." she shifted uncomfortably and looked away. She didn't think telling him what happened would be a good idea.

He noticed that she was uncomfortable and decided not to push now, it didn't look like nothing dire had happened to her if you know what he means.

"Hey, you don't have to tell me, but we should do something about that cut though," he said.

"Oh yeah..." she paused, "I, uh, I have a first aid kit in my flat..."

He nodded as she took out her keys to unlocked the door to her flat. Inside she switched the lights on.

The inside was similar to Steven's but definitely more spacious and had another extra small room.

Everything looked simple and neat, some vine decor above the curtains to give some more color.

"Uh, the first aid is in that top cabinet there," she pointed as she dropped onto the couch in the middle of the living room area.

He nodded as he went to the cabinet and grabbed the first aid. She huffed and laid back onto the couch.

As he grabbed the first aid, he noticed her id card settling down on the counter. He caught a glance and noticed the name making him freeze.

Shit.

He took a deep breath before heading back to where she was at, "Hey," he called out, startling her awake, "You need to stay awake for a bit, don't know if you've gotten a concussion or not..."

"I'll be fine, I didn't really hit my head that hard..."

"So you did hit your head, even more of a reason you should stay awake."

He paused as he took some alcohol wipes and move her bangs to the side as he pressed them lightly onto the cut.

"Ouch," she mutters, wincing slightly at the pain.

"Sorry, should've warned you that it'll hurt."

"Its fine, it's not that bad," she said.

"So...we gonna talk how you got all banged up?"

"I...uh, fell down the stairs..." she hoped he'd buy it.

He had a look on his face, his brows scrunched together before sighing, "Sure."

Once he was done, he placed a plaster over the cut and put the first aid kit away. Silence fell between the two. He felt anxious.

"I, uh, listen I gotta go, have something to do real quick."

She hummed, "Ok," she mutters, heavily tired as she closed her eyes. He noticed that she was about to fall asleep. She didn't look like she had a concussion when he checked her head. So he deemed it safe for her to sleep.

"Let's get you to bed, otherwise you'll wake up with a crink in your neck if you sleep here," she hummed in response as he helped her up.

He managed to find her room and placed her on the bed. He tucked under the duvet before sighing. He waited for a moment before he heard her breathing even out, signaling that she was fast asleep.

"Night Sunshine," he mutters before leaving for the night to do a moon God's bidding.

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They Just Don't Know You

Soft Yandere! Seo Moon-Jo x F! Reader

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: A 2nd longer fic for our lovely cannibalistic psychopath. I hate that I'm attracted to him. Someone please be my therapist. Or psychiatrist. Honestly doesn't matter. My brain is fucked anyway.

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: 16+ and written for female reader, but all can read. (nothing specified with respect to appearance, etc of reader). Except that I've mentioned reader is short, cuz LDW is tall 🥰. There is a brief mention of sex, but no actual smut. Reader kinda highkey hates on her parents and younger sister. Read it to know. Age gap between reader and Moon-Jo. Slight obsessive thoughts. Manipulative words. I tried to put plot twist in the end, probably you won't notice it 💀. Please please tell me if I need to add more warnings. Do not read if you start to feel uncomfortable. I apologize in advance 🥺

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Pre-Requisite / Summary: Just a fic based on the song They Just Don't Know You by Little Mix. After watching Strangers from hell I related this song to him for some reason. Reader and Moon-Jo are in an established relationship. And reader's loved ones don't approve.

2.3k ish words My longest fic till date 🥳

" You know that he's too old for you. You can settle for younger, much younger guys for your age sweetheart. If you can't find anyone eligible enough, we will find one for you. And you don't even know if he has intentions of marrying you. What if all he wants is just a fling or some time pass relationship. Hmm? What are you going to do then? "

Sipping her tea silently, Y/N sat next to her dad on the porch swing, listening to all the criticisms he had about Moon-Jo. All his words did was boil her blood. But what could she do when they don't walk in her shoes? They don't know how safe and content she feels when he kisses her like she's the only girl for him in the entire universe. And no point in explaining that to her father anyway. She's tried. And failed. Multiple times.

"Are you done with your tea?" She asks her dad, in desperate attempt to try and get away from him and his words because she knows, and even he knows that it's going to end up in a fight if they continue to speak on the same topic.

Humming yes, he hands her his tea cup which she takes to the kitchen so she can help her mom with dinner. Placing them in the sink upon entering the kitchen, Y/N drags her palms down her face in frustration.

" I could hear what he said you know. Your dad. He's not wrong. Seo Moon-Jo seems like he'll break your heart in three. And we're only looking out for you Y/N. You don't have to go through heartbreak when you can very well avoid it." Her mom finished slowly.

" Why. Why is it so difficult for you to accept the fact that I'm actually in a happy relationship for once in my life. So what if he's much older than I am? He's a dentist. A doctor. A very good profession and he's known and well respected in his neighbourhood too. " Y/N said loud enough for her dad also to hear.

Huffing in annoyance she left the kitchen to go upstairs to her room. Or rather the room she shares with her sister. Of course the door is wide open. The younger rascal is always here for the drama.

Ever since Y/N came out to her family about her relationship with Moon-Jo, her sister has become the favourite child, for obvious reasons. And now eavesdropping with the door wide open? That's a new low. But what else can Y/N expect from such a low life who is literally thriving off her own sister's pain and suffering.

When entering the room, Y/N realizes how big a mistake it was to visit her family. And she did not need such snark from a younger, less experienced child.

"Are you that blinded by " Love " that you don't even see how weird his hair is? A man who isn't an idol or actor doesn't need such long hair. He's clearly a fuckboy. Or man whore. Whichever is right. " She said with disgust.

'She's just jealous. She's just a jealous bitch. They all are.' Y/N thinks to herself.

" At least one of us gets laid regularly. And just so you know, it's absolutely heavenly when he makes me cum over and over on his fingers and his dick-" Y/N said as her tone slowly got lower and darker and her emotion angrier.

Screaming and covering her ears, the younger girl ran downstairs to her mother, no doubt to tattle on her older sister. Rolling her eyes, Y/N started packing her things, all of them, in a bag she took down from the top shelf of the wardrobe.

It's really difficult to leave one's family, but it is clearly getting more and more tiresome to love them nowadays. If it's so wrong to date him, why does Y/N herself not see it? She's a logical and smart young lady. Does her family hate that man so much that they don't even want her to be happy? No matter who she's with. And is it so bad to date a man who's older? Richer? And cares more about her than all of her family members combined?

Wiping the fallen tear stains from her cheek, she just thinks to herself ' They just don't know him. They just don't know him like I do. '

Sending a text to her lover, saying that she misses him and that she's coming back home sooner than planned, Y/N carries her bag through the front door, her parents and sister ignoring her as she leaves and walks out that door one final time.

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Once reaching their shared apartment, Y/N collapsed into her lover's arms the moment he opens the door, crying her eyes out. Seeing his lover in turmoil, shedding a tear or two of his own, Moon-Jo carries her to the living room couch to cradle her like a child who needs attention.

" They- They said -"

" Shh my darling. I know. " Moon-Jo said, shushing his girlfriend and giving her a shoulder to cry on. Once she's calmed a little, her sobs turning to sniffs, she lifts her head to meet his gaze.

Seeing her sad, tear stained eyes always upset him. More than anything in the world. Running his long slender fingers across her cheeks and jaw, he removes her hair from her ponytail with his free hand and rests it on her thigh.

" Tell me. Please tell me that you won't break my heart like them. That you won't try to tear my world apart like them. " Y/N looked desperately at him, wanting so badly to know that he's not just using her.

Those words, that slipped out her mouth, shocked Moon-Jo, to say the least. What did he do wrong? What did her family fill her head with?

Tilting his head to a little, he looks into her red eyes, trying to read her mind for a moment, all the while she just looked at him with the same desperate expression.

"Please tell me that you will be there when I need you the most. " Y/N whispered so softly, she herself barely heard it. But the end of the sentence, she started crying all over again.

Taking her head to his neck, he stroked her hair and her sides, trying to calm her down.

" Darling. I promise with my everything, that I will never leave you, I will never ever let you go. That I will do anything, anything necessary to prove my love to you. "

"No, oh dear no. That's not, you don't have- have to do anything at all to make me believe you love me. I'm sorry I asked such a stupid question. " She sobbed out.

Shushing her softly again, he rocks their bodies back and forth, till she's calmed and fallen asleep there, in his arms. Knowing that his arms are her only safe place for her from now on, he takes her delicate figure to the bedroom.

Placing her on her side of the bed, he lays down on his. Staring at her stunning face, he feather touches her face with his fingertips, memorizing every curve, every little detail on her, like a sculptor admiring his work and giving it the finishing touches.

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" So, I did a little digging on your sugar daddy. "

" Why?! And he's not my sugar daddy. " Y/N said in disbelief. No. Not her dear best friend too.

" I know you said not to and I'm sorry. But I am worried about you. He made you leave your family Y/N. " They stated with worry and sympathy.

" No. He didn't make me leave them. I left them by choice. They don't see him like I do. And clearly, they hate that I'm happy with him. " Y/N finished as they sat down at the lunch table.

" Y/N..... "

" What? Even you don't want me to be happy? " She questioned her friend in disbelief. Laughing sarcastically Y/N shook her head.

" I've heard rumours! Okay? He was in the orphanage that had that severe fire explosion. And most of the culprits from that incident are MIA. What if he's one of the people who caused it?! " They said in a whisper, worried that the neighbouring people can hear their conversation.

" Do you really think that? All of that is just a rumour. And he's told me about it. He's told me everything. Unlike my parents who so desperately tried to tie me down to an arranged marriage. "

" He's not good for you. I know you deserve better. Okay he may make happy and all but what if he leaves? What if he just uses you and drops you like you were nothing? We're just trying to make sure you don't get hurt Y/N. Physically and emotionally. " They finished.

" This, all what you said, is cheap talk. But it'll eventually wear down because when we get married and have kids and all that in the future, you're all going to look like fools. And I will proudly say ' I told you so '. "

" If that's the case then I am the happiest person for you. Hopefully I won't have to be the one to say ' I told you so'. "

" Wow. I, just- hah. Wow. Just wow. " She paused.

" You know, I really hoped you would be more supportive or at least tolerant enough to have patience and support me with my decision for my love. " Y/N said loud enough for eavesdroppers to hear audibly.

Of all the people she would have to drop, never even in her nightmares had she fathomed that her best friend would be one.

Getting up from the table, she picks up her bag and leaves without another word, and goes to the only place that has love for her and that accepts her.

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Reaching home, Y/N notices the place empty. Maybe he's at the clinic?

Shrugging off her bag and jacket she sits on the couch for a moment, before her restlessness takes over and she begins pacing in the living room.

Why are people being like this? Do they hate her so much? They barely know him. Why are they treating and accusing him to be such a criminal! He's not. He takes care of Y/N so much. He loves her so much. He provides for her. He's affectionate with her, more than he's told he thought capable. He's become her ride or die. And she, his.

They don't know him like I do. They will never love me like he does.

They don't know about the love they have. The just see what they want to see. Bloody society dictating whom to love and whom to not. Is it so hard to see the love they have for each other? Can't they just let it be. They don't know the turmoil she's gone through recently; they don't know how well he's taken care of her, kept her happy and same enough to not let her intrusive thoughts get the best of her.

Her thoughts interrupted by the door clicking open. Smiling, Moon-Jo enters with a box, surely containing sweets from her favourite bakery. How can you not love someone so considerate, who does things for you without even having to ask.

Seeing the sad look upon his lover's face, Moon-Jo's smile fades into a frown.

" What's wrong my dear? "

Smiling sadly Y/N just shakes her head, conveying that she doesn't want to talk about it.

Placing the box of sweets on the coffee table, the two hug each other, feeling of comfort taking over them both. She can just stay here, forever, in his arms till the world ends.

" Babe. What's wrong? You can tell me anything. Anything at all. I'll take care of the problem. " Delicately Moon-Jo cradles Y/N's head in his palms, making her face up to him, their height difference evident.

Sighing, she moves to sit on the couch, motioning him to do the same. " It's just people. And what they say. My family was one thing, but my best friend, the person I chose as my family " Pausing Y/N breathers the tears back in, " They were doubtful of you today. How can I live knowing that no one will approve of us? " Y/N questioned looking at him.

" Does their opinion really matter that much? So much so that you are skeptical of my affection to you? " Coldly, he moved back from his seat on the couch.

" No! No. Gosh that is not what I mean. Not at all. I love you and I know that you love me. So much. So much so I would die for you. But there are other people whom I care about. Who's opinions matter to me. And I don't want to let them go. As happy as I am with you, I need them too. They give me joy in a different way, that is important. "

" Do I not make you happy? Are you not content with the love I give you? Is it not enough? " He asks carefully.

" That's not what I meant! You love me more than anyone I've known. "

"Then what's the problem? You don't need those people who don't love you. You have me. You will have me forever and ever. I will never leave you. And you will never leave me either. We'll be with each other till the end of the world darling. "

Nodding with a small smile you looked down at your feet.

Unhappy with your action, Moon-Jo pulls your face up by your chin to look at him with such force, it scared you a little, making your heart skip a beat in fear.

" Do you not love me, babe? " He asked tilting his head to a side, his expression mildly offended.

" I do! I love you. So much. " You finished with a soft tone, cupping his face with your hands.

Grinning like a Cheshire Cat, Moon-Jo leaned down to capture your lips with his. Reacting immediately, you kissed him with as much energy and sincerity you could muster, as you head filled with thoughts of doubt.

Had your parents been right? Had for friend been right? Had they all been right all along and you too blind to see?

No. It can't be. He loves you. He's said that so many times. And you love him.

You love him.

You.

Love.

Him.

...

Do you love him, or have you been illusioned into loving him?

#lee dong wook #lee dong wook imagine #lee dong wook x reader #ldw #strangers from hell #strangers from hell x reader #hell is other people #seo moon jo #seo moon jo x reader #seo moon jo imagine #seo moon jo x f!reader #yandere seo moon jo

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clutchpowers · 2 years ago

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Did you like how Clutch was in Ninjago? If not, what would you change?

You Just opened a fucking can of worms my guy oh my god I cannot stress how much I both love and downright hate what they did to him.

LONG ASS ESSAY UNDER THE READMORE but here’s the TLDR

The love is easy because truthfully there is nothing that says that this clutch is the same as the movie and even if he’s not he’s fine. I like to think he’s one where the movie didn’t happen and he just ran off to ninjago for god knows why but ANYWAY it’s a take on a character that was referenced all the way in S1 and has been out of the public eye for 10 years and just. Appears out of fucking no where. He’s just there and that is the funniest fucking think in the world to me. ALSO THE WAY HE IS JUST A PUNCHING BAG FOR THR WRITERS he’s constantly killed, exploded, thrown around, made a joke etc is so. Goddamn funny to me. They hate him for no reason and it’s so funny. And surprise! That’s also why I hate him!

Maybe I’m reading too much into what they “”wanted to do with him” but I see him as a ronin replacement. Ronins been MIA for 70 years so they want another character to essentially take his place. that might be a stretch but in crystallized Ronin very much takes over while clutch powers is tossed to the side. After it’s revealed that ronin is the one who’s been stealing from the islanders clutch magically just vanishes.(SPOILERS) He doesn’t even have a speaking line AT ALL during crystallized, he isn’t at the monestary helping OR is shown in the crowd when Dareth brings to help. You know who is tho? That fucking sheriff that came out of no where that looks like him. which fine clutch isn’t a major character anyway but neither is that stupid ass sheriff why is he even helping at the monastery IT BAFFLES ME (END SPOILERS)

While I think the way they treat him is funny I also hate it. If crystallized is supposed to be the end think about what they did with him. He was brought into ninjago to barely be used, forgot he was an explorer before they throw in a line that he claims to be one for people complaining (me), and adventure he’s been on he does. Nothing, the only Plot importance he had was stealing the storm gem or whatever it was but it gets taken from him so he looses that, and in crystallized (SPOILERS) I genuinely thought the Zane disguise malfunction was the last time we were going to see him. And even tho it wasn’t I would have laughed out of rage because come on that would have been so fucking funny. He’s also in the resistance camp NOT DOING ANYTHING like not even have him fight with misako and wu over that stupid paper LIKE THEY CANT IMPLY HE WAS THE FIRST ONE TO FIND THAT PLACE WHERE VANIA LIVES, THE SCROLL PLACE IN THE SKY, AND THE FANG BLADE, AND THEN HAVE HIM JUST. NOT DO ANYTHING IN THE SHOW. (END SPOILERS) I swear to god for like 3-4 seasons straight THEY START WITH HIM GETTING “”KILLED”” ITS LIKE come on. Why do you hate him. Why bring him in if you’re just going to throw him around like a rag doll and do nothing??

Don’t even get me started on the wasted potential regardless of whether they wanted this to be the movie version or a new version entirely he does nothing. He is just there. Why even lump him in with the villains that are allowed to be summon by unagami if he can’t even be considered one and that’s another thing too he can’t really be considered anything other than a side character that’s just There. That’s why I wish he was evil, or just playing stupid for the attention, ANYTHING would have been better than him just being tossed aside. for example they say vania is a fan right? Have him exiting the palace while the ninja enter and have her geeking out. Instead of clutch cowardly showing the amulet of protection to asphera SOMETHING THEY NEVER DID ANYTHING WITH BTW have him proclaim that he was trying to get them out of the way so HE could get the treasure. Then in the hospital have the nurses gawking over him while the ninja are in there because even though they all realize that he was just trying to get them killed for treasure, no one believes them because clutch is too well liked by fans who “”know him”” and it allows him to get away with things instead of being a Fucking Coward. Have him trying to keep his image in check, he should be treated as a micro celeb with a STRONG fan base so that something like that could be played out!!! The amulet could have been something, the djin lamp could have been something OTHER than him wishing for a movie haha reference get it. Do you have any idea how funny it would have been if during the fight in the video game instead of having Lloyd v harumi unagami picks clutch and Lloyd downplays him so bad thinking he can’t fight, only to be faced with a clutch powers who’s AI can and will beat the shit out of him? Obviously that takes away from the harumi and Lloyd scene but tbh we didn’t need that!!!!!!!!!

But you know what I did get the clutch powers short with the spiderverse inspired style and a physical official minifig so I will always be a winner!!! I won!!!! I’m his biggest fucking fan and I won!!!!!!!!! I’m not aggressively huffing copium!!!!!!!!!! my evil AU is not copium!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It doesnt matter anyway the entire fanbase fucking hates him people who are fans of the movie hate him everyone hates him 😭😭😭 they are so right to hate him tho I don’t blame the people they do because what the fuck man 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#ask #anon #it drives up a fucking what they did with him #but I also love it I can’t pick one or the other it’s always both #my god the things I would have said publicly if they actually have clutch a character. I’d be gross on main.

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autisticsupervillain · 3 years ago

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It's Fictional Throwdown Friday!

This Week's Fighters...

Ethan Winters vs James Sunderland

Conditions:

Ethan is restricted to his RE7 weapons.

Scenario:

After being rescued at the end of RE7, Ethan Winter's helicopter flies over Silent Hill on it's way back to base. This causes the copter to spontaneously shut down and crash. James Sunderland sees this, during which time the town's paranormal influence causes his to see Ethan's wife Mia as his own wife Mary. This causes James to think that Ethan has kidnapped her, causing him to open fire on the group. With the pilot shot dead and Mia badly injured, Ethan is forced to take James on alone.

Analysis: James Sunderland

Do you know what it's like to lose everything? To become hopeless lost inside the confines of your mind after having everything ripped from your grasp? Many of us teeter dangerously close to the line of complete and utter despair in this day in age, but at the very least we know it's not our fault. James Sunderland has no such comfort.

James Sunderland didn't know what it was that drew him to the small town of Silent Hill. He'd received a letter from his wife supposedly asking to meet him there, but he knew that couldn't be true. His wife had been dead for years. Still, even as the town hounded him with horrific monstrosities, James still persisted in his search. His desperation forced him to ignore all sense of logic and reason in the thin hope he might be able to reunite with her in this dark place.

That hope broke down, however, as the town eventually reminded him of the truth. He had been the man who killed his wife. Maybe he did it to grant her mercy as she suffered from a terrible illness. Maybe he did it simply because he was sick of her and the illness gave him the perfect excuse. Maybe it was a mixture of the two. Either way, James's guilty conscience will follow him to his grave, which may very well rest within the town of Silent Hill.

James is little more than a deeply tortured man who is forced to tangle with his own personal demons. While others may attempt to do this via therapy or medication, James chooses to do so with a shotgun. To each their own. James has a fairly standard inventory, featuring a handgun, a shotgun, and a hunting rifle, but his melee arms are where things get interesting.

When battling up close, James is equipped with an iron pipe, a chainsaw... and a knife bigger than the rest of his body. This is Pyramid Head's Great Knife, a giant rusty blade capable of cleaving James himself in half in one shot. Which is pretty damn impressive considering James can survive getting slammed through a fence and knocked off the roof of a building in one blow. What's more, even when unarmed, James is strong enough to kill most of Silent Hill's monsters with a single stomp, even those strong enough to shrug off shotgun blasts.

While James is mostly an everyman jn over his head, he does have plenty of experience fighting numerous different monsters by the end of the game, including swarms of bugs and barely humanoid monstrosities. It helps that he wears a radio that blares static whenever a monster tries to sneak up on him and, worst comes to worst, he has the Hyper Spray.

Even the weakest versions of the Hyper Spray are capable of paralyzing monsters, with slightly stronger varients being able to flat out make them fight amongst each other. The strongest version of the Hyper Spray, however, is strong enough to one shot every monster in the game bar none. While it's range is limited, it is far and away James's strongest weapon, one that turns the nightmarish abominations of Silent Hill into complete jokes.

James Sunderland is one of the most iconic survival horror icons of all time and for damn good reason.

Analysis: Ethan Winters

How well do you think you would survive a zombie outbreak? Do you picture yourself being able to blast apart swarms of zombies with a single shotgun blast or being able to cut apart giant monsters with a massive chainsaw? Well, Ethan Winters is living proof that the average man can survive horrific those circumstances, provided he's given a superhuman healing factor and a fuck ton if guns.

Ethan Winters is what happens when James Sunderland gets the wrong address and finds himself in the middle of a Texas Chainsaw Massacre film. Ethan Winters gets a message from his wife, whose supposedly been dead for years, telling him to drive out all alone to a rural location to pick her up. However, while James Sunderland gets psychologically tortured by an eldritch abomination pretending to be a town, Ethan Winters gets a hand chainsawed off.

As it turns out, the whole thing had been a trap set by Resident Evil's latest Bioweapon of the week and Ethan must now rescue his wife from a clan of unkillable rednecks. Luckily, he's got plenty of tools to get the job done with, starting with sharing the same fungal infection.

Ethan has blatantly superhuman regenerative properties that he weirdly never thinks to question. These abilities are so strong that they allow him to reattach limbs and regenerate from having his head stomped in by an infected Jack Baker. This infection is presumably the source of his superhuman abilities, which is likely while he can physically hurt someone who can shrug off getting hit by a car like it's nothing. And to top it off, he's the only infectee who can actively resist getting controlled by the hive mind's leader, effectively granting him all the boons of being an undead fungus in the shape of a man without the major drawback of having no free will.

Even ignoring his state of living death, Ethan has numerous weapons to back him up. On top of the standard handguns, shotguns, and machine guns, Ethan has numerous explosive weapons, ranging from grenades to trigger bombs and landmines. He has a flame thrower to deal with anything that gets in close that his chainsaws abd knives can't handle, as well as a grenade launcher to deal with the building sized monstrosities the Baker family transforms into. His most powerful weapon, however, is the Albert-01 handgun.

This monstrosity of a hand canon is powerful enough to kill building sized monsters in only a handful of shots, including those who can shrug off his grenade launcher. It does this by actively nullifying the fungus's regenerative properties, which is useful when being used to kill people who can heal from their entire top halves exploding into showers of gore.

Ethan Winters is unique among Resident Evil protagonists in that he was once just an ordinary man. Despite that, he's no less well equipped to take down hordes of undead monstrosities.

Fight Mashup:

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Throwdown Breakdown:

This is a pretty open and shut case.

Ethan's regeneration allows him to shrug off most of what James can do while his own greater variety of weapons shuts down all of James's best options. Ethan has more guns so James is going to run out of ammo first, while Ethan's flamethrower and mines keep James from getting close.

If James does get close, the Great Knife should be able to deal more damage than what Ethan can come back from, as unlike the Baker family, Ethan doesn't have the regeneration feats to imply he could survive being cut clean in half. Having said that, he'd have to land a hit with it first, which is easier said than done when you're this heavily outgunned.

James has one win condition, hitting Ethan with the Hyper Spray and then cleaving him in half while he's paralyzed. But Ethan's mines, flamethrower, and greater number of weapons won't let him get close enough to try it most of the time.

This Throwdown's Winner is...

Ethan Winters!

#Youtube #fictional throwdown fridays #ethan winters #resident evil #james sunderland #silent hill

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teenyweenynightghost · 4 years ago

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The one with a slow-burn and an impatient author- Final Chapter

Author's Note: So It was quite satisfying to finally finish this. Keep in mind it's midnight and quite literally the last thing I wanted to do was edit it so there might be some errors

Word Count: 1.2K

Summary: The final piece of the story is placed on this puzzled which took me two weeks (I suggest reading the other parts first)

Warnings: F is for fluffy

Part 1/2/3

Y/n woke up in an all too familiar room, surrounded by Ethan’s strong arms, as she felt his steady breath fall and rise against her back. She nuzzled further into him, feeling him tighten his grip around her.

Y/n was feeling as content and blissful as ever. In moments like this she thought that maybe, Ethan could have felt something for her too. She let her mind wander away to an impossible reality. One where she could wake up like this every single morning, feel his warm, pillowy lips on hers as he would lead her to the kitchen and make her a delicious breakfast. Sometimes, her feelings for Ethan were overwhelming, but his presence, quite ironically, grounded her. It calmed her down in the roughest of moments, just like he had last night.

Feeling an intense urge to see him, Y/n tried to slowly shift around and face him, examining every dent and curve of his face while he peacefully slept.

“You know, some people find it weird to be stared at while they sleep.” He mumbled, a cute smile forming on his face.

“Can’t help it.” She snorted and shrugged helplessly, staring at his lips.

“I could say the same thing for you.” His voice softened as he reached out a hand to brush a strand away from her face, and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Then say it.”

He puffed and lightly shook her face.

“You’re unbelievably gorgeous and mesmerizing, Y/n. I could stare at you for hours on end.”

She giggled internally, her heart acting like a rollercoaster as it pumped blood all throughout her body with the speed of light.

“That’s better.” She answered, barely containing a smile.

“I bet. You’re beaming, cara mia.” He responded, staring lovingly into her eyes.

Y/n snorted and rolled her head, before hiding it in the crook of his neck and throwing a leg over him.

He returned the hug and continued to hold her for a while. The soft chirping of birds could be heard from outside, the sun rays filtering through the curtains, lighting up the room. Y/n was on cloud nine, to say the least, and she only prayed this moment would never end.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.” She whispered against Ethan’s neck, twirling a strand of his hair around her finger.

“I don’t.” He answered, confusing Y/n. She pulled away and looked at him, trying to figure out if he wasn’t enjoying the moment as much as she was. The doubt must have been obvious on her face, because he immediately cupped her cheek and breathed a few no’s. “If this moment was eternal, what would be so special about it?” “Oh gods, you scared me.” She let out a relieved breath, shaking her head before returning to their previous position. His laugh sent vibrations all throughout Y/n’s body, making her shiver.

“We should get up soon, Y/n.”

“You crazy bastard, are you hallucinating?”

Ethan puffed and rolled on top of her, earning a yelp.

“My ribs! MY ribs! Ethan my RIBS!!!” She shouted out, faking the pain.

“Oh so when Vic posts anything you are quick to comment OOO stEP on Me HoTTiE but I can’t even lay on you for a second?” He rambled on, sending her the puppy-est eyes ever.

“You dramatic little puppy, do those contexts feel like cuddling ones to you?”

He raised his eyebrows and smirked, looking at her with a devilish gaze.

“Hey I mean If you two wanna f-”

“No no no no no SHHHH. You’re ruining the wholesomeness.” Y/n was quick to interrupt him, rolling them both around so she would be sat on top of him.

“We really should go.”

“Quiet, Ethan.”

“I’ll drag you downstairs If I have to.”

“You wouldn't dare.” She breathed out, already relaxing in his embrace.

Ethan was peacefully sipping on a warm cup of coffee, leaned against a counter, while Y/n was sending him a death glare from across the kitchen, her arms crossed, angrily stomping her foot.

“I really don’t know why you’re looking at me like that. I remember warning you.” He claimed, sending her a nonchalant shrug.

“I didn’t think you were serious!” She argued, shuddering from the cold air filling the room.

“Aha, see! You stopped listening to me so I moved from words to actions.”

“You’re evil.” Y/n deadpanned, grabbing a cup of coffee for herself.

“Maybe. But when I said those words to Vic they were followed by two drumsticks hitting her straight in the head. I firmly believe your version of the event was better.”

Y/n scoffed and downed her drink before leaving the mug in the sink and heading towards Ethan.

“I hate you.” She whispered as he hugged her tightly, bringing her impossibly close to his body.

“OH! What a pleasant view!” Damiano’s loud voice made the pair pull apart quickly, staring at him exasperated. Behind him was Vic, her hair dishevelled as she held Chili in her arms.

She had a shit-eating grin on her face as she got closer to where Damiano was sitting, and rested on a stool as well.

“So, which one of you confessed?” She asked cheekily, her face falling when she saw both of their reactions.

“What?” Ethan exclaimed, looking at Y/n confused.

Her heart dropped so far into the ground, it perhaps said a quick hello to Hades before returning to her body and beating 10 times as fast.

She started playing with the hem of her shirt as an awkward silence enveloped the room.

“Hey Y/n, could you come outside real quick?” Ethan asked, not facing anyone, his voice slightly groggy.

Y/n noticed him squeezing his eyes like he does whenever he’s anxious. A dreadful feeling started forming in her stomach, a lump forming in her throat too.

Vic muttered a helpless sorry as Y/n passed her, feeling like she was sent to her death.

They both made it outside and stood awkwardly on the terrace, staring at the view in front of them.

Y/n felt like it was too much, knowing what was about to happen, and she breathed out shakily, turning to Ethan with teary eyes.

“Ethan, I’m so s-”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence as Ethan’s soft lips captured hers in a passionate kiss, shaking them both to their core. Y/n felt as If they were in a romance book, fireworks exploding all around them, the pair being the only people left in the world.

They pulled apart, breathless and ecstatic.

“Y/n, I love you. I have loved you from the second I laid my eyes on you, all this time ago, and you were the only one on my mind ever since.” He let it all out in one breath, gasping for air when he was finished, still cupping Y/n’s face.

She felt as If she could cry, hearing him say all those words brought the most buried dreams of her’s to life. A single, warm tear fell down her cold cheek, being immediately brushed away by Ethan’s thumb.

“I love you too, Ethan.”

The End

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echoalyssa · 4 years ago

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Hi! I wanted to ask you if you could rewrite the Cheating Chase request a made a little time ago but with Jaden with the reader being famous just like him and the whole situation havin' an impact on internet and with their (shared) friends or you could write a part 2 for Cheating Chase request but only if it's not gonna bother you in any way...

❤Thank you!❤I LOVE YOUR WRINTTING❤

Warnings: Some naughty time is inferred in this!

Jaden’s music is pounding through his surround sound speaker system. He’s throwing another party. One of his signatures. Bryce is chanting “Shots shots shots!”

Jaden’s busy making out with his girl. He’s got her pressed against a wall.

“Wanna ditch my own party?” He murmurs into her ear.

She giggles and begins to lead his girlfriend to his bedroom. A girl bumps into his shoulder hard but he barely notices, just continues steering his girlfriend to his room.

When they’re done and getting dressed he wonders where his phone has gone. It had been in his back pocket before...

A knock on the door startles him. It’s the girl who had bumped into him earlier. At least he thinks it was. He’s really not sure. He doesn't look at anyone who isn't his girl.

“You dropped this. Bryce said you were up here.”

Jaden vaguely notes her creepy smile but quickly forgets once his phone is back and his girl calls for him.

~~~ You’re barely home from Jaden’s party when your phone begins to blow up. IT vibrates almost continually, calls and texts filling up the screen. All want you to check Jaden’s instagram.

You plop down on the couch and answer the call from Mads, your best friend.

“Have you checked!?” She shrieks, loud enough that you have to take the phone off of speaker-phone for a second.

“I’m checking now! But what can possibly be so urg-”

No. This can’t be right... it can’t... there, one of his most recent posts, theres no way.

It’s a set of nudes, captioned ‘my beautiful baby girl’ with a kissy face emoji. Except.. those aren't your nudes which means... not that you'd want your nudes posted but...

Mads, taking your silence as an answer whispers, “Y/N I am so sorry.”

You can't speak, your fingers go numb. Your phone falls from your grip and clatters as it hits the floor and bounces.

Mads is speaking but you can't hear her. Your heart feels like its beating a mile a minute.

There had to be some sort of explanation, if you just called him he would be able to clear this up. Right? Right!?

So you pick up your phone, Mads is saying that she’ll make the friend group unfollow him. You excuse yourself, hang up, and dial Jaden. It rings, and rings, and rings, Then, “Hey it’s Jaden. Hit me up later!”

You try again. And again. And again. You get his voicemail every time.

Somehow you’re all the emotions at once. You pull up his instagram, and this time your notice your name is no longer in his bio the way it had been for so long.

‘That’s it.’ You think.

You unfollow him on instagram, remove his name from your own bio, and delete all the pictures of the two of you together.

Then you go to Snapchat and un-add him. His contact gets deleted, you unfollow him on twitter and delete his face from your camera roll.

Satisfied as you can be, you fall into bed and let the tears come.

~~~

By the early afternoon of the next day the gossip is at full roar. You venture on to youtube, and right there, the first video you see is by ‘annaoop’ who is almost the most well known gossip youtube channel focusing on tiktokers.

‘Jaden Hossler cheats on Y/N L/N’ the title reads. Something within you compels you to click on it.

Her voice rings, talking about ‘tea’. She shows the censored versions of the pictures from his instagram. They’re basically just one blurred skin colored square.

“How dare he? He hasn’t commented on it at all... Y/N deleted photos of the two of them such as this one from their trip to Bondi Beach.”

The series of photos she displays make your heart clench. ‘Annaoop’ then begins to pull up the followers page on Jaden’s instagram.

She informs you and the rest of her viewers that Mads, Nessa, Thomas, Petrou, Chase Hudson, Charli, Mia, and others have unfollowed Jaden’s instagram, and sided with you.

From the way she narrates you can tell she’s on your ‘side’. Apparently, Bryce has unfollowed you and written on his Twitter that Jaden would not be making a statement until he talked to you. Except he wasn't even trying to talk to you.

Your fans are going after Jaden, and from the screenshots some are getting ruthless. Some fans have even jumped ship from Jaden to you.

And then theres the die hard Jaden fans of his that are trashing you for not being good enough to him. It had already been established that it wasn't your body because it had a tattoo that you didn't.

Your phone is still blowing up but you don't truly want to talk about it. So instead you post a statement to your instagram and twitter.

‘I haven’t been able to reach Jaden. We are no longer together because of the incident. Just because this happened does not mean I want or condone you attacking him or any of his friends and family. I love y'all and I will be okay <3 Y/N.’

No sooner than you had posted the statements, theres a loud pounding at your door. Very reluctantly, you open it.

It’s Nessa, she rushes in gushing. “Jaden’s coming here. I heard from Josh who heard from Blake, who heard from-”

“Nessa!” You interrupt, “When?”

“Well you know how bad at math I am but hypothetically, I mean technically he should be here soon!”

And as if right on cue, there’s the sound of your doorbell followed by rapid knocking by a heavier hand.

“I’ll go out the back door so he doesn't see me. Good luck, I love you! Call me if you need anything!” She gives you a quick and fleeting hug and then darts off.

He’s still pounding at your door. And having no other choice, you let him in. As soon as you do he's speaking so quickly that you can barely understand him.

“Y/Nwhyhaventyoubeenansweringmeivebeencallingandcallingandcallingyouandyouhaventansweredandisawyourannouncementthatwerebrokenup-”

“Did you also happen to see the pictures you posted on your instagram?” You cross your arms.

“Ofcoursebutisweartoyouandeverythingreally-”

“Slow down or we can’t have a conversation Jaden.”

He gives you one sharp nod and takes a few big breaths. “Do you remember at my party when I got knocked by some girl?”

You frown, “No, and I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

“Well, thats the thing. It was orchestrated to look inconspicuous. She must have taken my phone then because after we were alone... y’know... well she showed up. Gave me my phone claiming I dropped it and Bryce told her where to find me except he didn't. She’s been stalking me Y/N. That’s how she found my room, knew my password. You know I have more respect for women than to post their nudes. You have to believe me! She blocked you from my phone, thats why nothing went through!”

It made sense... and you should believe him but what if he was just a really good liar? So many people were involved in your relationship and now this drama. You’d always tried to keep the private details of your life well... private. But life in the spotlight often prevented that. Maybe the damage had been done. Maybe it was too late. You just didn't know.

“I need to think about it Jaden.”

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