#why am i gonna wait around 2+ hours for someone to text me back

[larentslovechaos]

oh boy 🤣🤣

[jasmineeeeeeeeesblog]

Meeting the family

Summary: You and Rebekah are best friends. She told you to come over and she’d be back in a minute but you meet someone…

‼️SMUT‼️

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I walked into the compound looking for Rebekah. She was no where to be seen. I would’ve just went in her room to check if she left a note or anything saying she had to go out but she had my number anyway so I don’t know why she would have to do that. I’m not mad of course I know she has ‘vamp business’ to attend to. I just text her.

Y/n: Where are you?

Rebekah 💕: I had to go attend to some business with marcel. Elijah will be there if you need anything. I should be there in around 2 hours.

y/n: alright see you.

I understood she had business to attend to but what was I supposed to do for 2 hours. I could just leave and get back before she arrives not that she would mind but it’s just a respectful thing to do. Elijah was her older brother I could just go hang out with him. He was the only sibling I met out of the 7. There was only 3 of them currently alive. She told me all about the history of Klaus putting a dagger in them and about what happened in mystic falls with Kol and Finn. I knew about all the vampire ‘drama’ as Rebekah would call it but she never wanted me in any of it. So that’s why me and Klaus never met and quite frankly after all the bad stuff Rebekah told me I didn’t want to. He wasn’t allowed to speak to me and I wasn’t allowed to speak to him. We’ve never even met. He seemed like a horrible person and a horrible brother. Why did Rebekah invite me over her house without her being here. I’ve never even been to her house that’s how bad she doesn’t want me and Klaus to meet. The big and bad original hybrid. He just seemed like a jackass he’d rather be feared than respected. Elijah on the other hand. She let me meet him hes very noble, honorable, and respected but his brothers stupid actions keep weighing down. I sat down on one of the couches and just waited there for her. I soon fell asleep and was woken up by someone. “Rebekah, Elijah?” I questioned thinking it was probably either of them. “No love I’m neither of them but might I ask who are you?” I turn around quickly and it was this man towering over me blonde, curly hair, he looked around 5’11, and incredibly handsome. “Who are you” I ask hoping it’s not who I’m thinking.

“I’m Klaus, love. Now who are you.” He says smirking seeing I’m nervous around him. “I’m Y/N” I say quietly. He’s the big and bad Klaus. How can someone that evil be this hot? “Oh you’re Rebekah’s friend the one I’m not allowed to meet. No wonder she tried to convince me to go out.” He says with a smirk. “Well it’s nice meet you” i say trying to cut the conversation. I didn’t want Rebekah to be mad or anything. “Do you need a blanket love” he says. I was cold so I just shake my head. What would a blanket do? It’s not like we’re gonna fuck since he gave me a blanket. Maybe I’m looking too much into this he’s not trying to flirt with me he’s just being nice to one of Rebekah’s friend. Hell what I am even talking about he’s not even nice to Rebekah. I feel him pick me up. I try to fight him banging on his back he just chuckled. “Why are you carrying me” I screamed. He just chuckles and brings me to a room. It looked nice a little messy but the interior looked good. I thought it was Rebekah’s rooms at first. “Is this Rebekah’s room” I ask. “no it’s mine” he says with a smirk. “Why’d you bring me into your room” I say. “Because it cold out there you can just sleep in here.” He says. “You could’ve just brought me to Rebekah’s rooms or I know there’s probably many empty rooms in this place you could’ve put me in. I’m not even supposed to be talking to you” I say getting up and walking to the door. He uses his vamp speed and gets in front of me. “I know Rebekah told you all about my family. She can never stop blabbing everything out” he takes a breath before continuing to talk “and I could easily have you killed” he whispered in my ear. Did this dude think threatening me would make me wanna stay? I roll my eyes.

“Go ahead then kill me” I say I don’t know why I was being so confident I was afraid of him but who wouldn’t be I’m just a human he could snap my neck right now but I’m not going to feed his ego. He just smirks “just go back to the bed Y/n” he whispered into my ear. I couldn’t lie the way he just said that to me drove me crazy. Getting a tingling feeling in my stomach. I just listen to him because I wasn’t going to die just for not listening to him. I get on my phone and check how long it’s been to see when I’ll be able to get out of here. Klaus obviously wouldn’t wanna be caught with me like this. He would never hear the end of it with Rebekah but I do not wanna test out that theory and accidentally falling asleep but as my body betrays me once again. I soon fall asleep. I woke up an hour or so later and a hand was wrapped around my waist. I try to get up quietly but his grip tightened. Of course he was still awake I can never get a break. I couldn’t get off him but I could try and distract him then just run away and yell for Elijah. Obviously I couldn’t run away from him but I could get Elijah’s attention. I roll us over and get on top of him. He gripped my hips keeping me down on him. As he opened his eyes looking up at me and smirking. “So you’re gonna finally give in” he says. His words made me nervous but I couldn’t let him know that. “We haven’t even know each other for a full day what do you mean finally” I say. “I know you want me Y/n” he says breathlessly. “How do you know that exactly” I say. “Your body language” he says. Is this man out of his mind.

Before I can even respond he pushes my hips to grind against his boner. I let out a whimper. It made me feel good but I couldn’t do this to Rebekah so after he made sure I was enjoying this. I got off the bed I didn’t even make it to start running he sat up and grabbed my neck. “Where do you think you’re going” he says then he grabs my hand and places it on-top of his boner. “Finish what you started” he says with a growl in your ear. I just stay quiet. “Fine then I will” he takes his hand off mine then his hand on my neck slid down to my boobs then his other hand went to the waist band of my leggings his hand slid past my underwear hem too and he brought his hand to my pussy. “You’re this wet and you wanted to try to run away you would’ve been punishing yourself darling” he then starts kissing me neck and rubbing my clit. My head falls back on his shoulder. I couldn’t even fight it anymore I just wanted him to make me feel good. As I let him have full control over my body I feel him smirk against my neck. This is what he’s been planing from the start but can I really be mad if I’m enjoying it. He inserted 2 fingers inside of me while rubbing my clit. I was already a moaning mess. He soon found my g-spot I start grabbing at anything I could Klaus’s arms, his t-shirt, and his sheets. He continued hitting that spot . My legs were shaking he moved his legs letting me sitting on bed I soon finished all over his fingers. He takes them out then grabs my head and turning it to him making me watch as he licked my juices off. He grabs me and pushes me back onto the bed. I grab at his shirt trying to pull it off he smirked and ripped it off for me. I started kissing all over his neck. He took off my leggings and my panties at the same time.

He slid off my shirt then unclipped my bra. He started leaving hickeys all over my breast’s and my stomach. He didn’t leave any on my neck because Rebekah would see them and start asking questions. Not thinking it’s him obviously but wonder if I have a boyfriend or something and I couldn’t have that. It’s like he still wanted to mark me as his. I started pulling his sweatpants down. “Please Klaus I need you” I said with a whine and he pulled his boxers down then slides in me at a slow pace and throws his head back. He pulls out then slams back in fast and hard. I let out a loud moan. He kept going at a fast pace now hitting my G-spot directly because he already knew where it was. I was a moaning mess. I clenched against him as he rubbed my clit. “Klaus I’m-“ I got cut off by a moan. “Go ahead love” he says. I finish around him. He kept going I was overly sensitive. He went harder and faster I felt him building up his release. He went as fast as he could then bottomed out and finished deep inside me then rubbed my clit as I finished one more time. He then collapsed on me I rubbed his the back on his hair and played with hair and also rubbed his back. He sighed into me. He heard Rebekah pull in he quickly got a wipe and cleaned me off then dressed me and ran me to Rebekah’s room with his vamp speed after fixing me up. He wasn’t trying to get caught either.. I don’t know why I did it but I didn’t regret it. I soon get a text from an unknown number. “When’s that happening again” I knew it was Klaus and I know he was smirking behind that screen I roll my eyes and just don’t answer him. I put my phone down and Rebekah walked In and I smile at her.

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This one felt so long but it probably wasn’t that wrong 😭. Also I wouldn’t mind writing something about another tvd/original character like kol, Elijah, or the Salvatore brothers. Klaus is my favorite out of all of them. I don’t really know how to write gxg (girlxgirl) or bxb (boyxboy ). Nothing against them at all I just don’t know how to write it. I mean by smut by that but I could write fluffs for them :)

[breadbrioche]

estimated time of arrival

so mun x reader

➳summary: mun is excited to see you after being apart for so long

➳warnings: takes place early season 2, accidental confessions

➳word count: 731

➳a/n: some fluff before whatever happens in this weekend’s episode

“Who’s Y/N?” Jeokbong asked, standing idly in the middle of the shop floor of Unnie’s Noodles while the other counters were rushing around him, carrying various supplies and decorations.

“Another counter on our team.” Motak explains while setting out the table. “They went overseas to help out with dealing with the evil spirits.”

“And they’re finally coming back today!” Mun added happily while entering from the kitchen, bringing in a ladder to hang up banners.

“How are they like? You seem really excited, Mun.” Jeokbong asked, noticing how bright he got at your mention.

“That’s only because he’s had a crush on Y/N since-“ Hana began with a smirk before she was cut off by a stuttering, red faced Mun who urgently pressed a hand on her mouth to silence her.

In his embarrassed state, the boy must have forgotten all about Hana’s aversion to touch as he was instantly thrown to the ground with a loud thud, making him groan painfully.

“Good god Hana! Is this really the time for that?” Ms Chu exclaimed while helping Mun to his feet. Hana rolled her eyes at Ms Chu babying Mun before continuing her previous task.

“Can someone call Y/N and see where they are now? I still haven't gotten started on making the noodles!” Ms Chu fussed. Mun immediately offered himself to do it and excused himself from the room to go to the downstairs gym speedily, ignoring all the snickers and hushed gossiping from the others.

Dialing your number, he held it up to his ear and the call picked up in only a few rings.

“Hello?”

Mun instinctively smiled hearing your voice, even if it was a bit muffled from the phone.

“Hey, it’s me. We were wondering how far away you were now since we last called. Everyone’s really excited to see you again.”

“I am too! You don’t even know how much I missed you all. Anyways, I think I’m about half an hour away now? So not too long”

“Are you kidding? That’s way too long! Tell the driver to hurry up or something” Mun complained playfully. He heard you sigh on the other side of the phone.

“You’ve already waited a year! This should be nothing compared to that. Jeez, you’re so impatient sometimes.”

“Well that’s only because it’s been that long! Why should I wait longer than I have to so I can see you again?”

You laughed at his whining and Mun’s heart fluttered at the sound. He placed a hand on his chest, trying to calm himself down; it’s just you, he told himself. There was no need to get so nervous.

“I’ll be there soon.” You reassured him. “Maybe you could help out Ms Chu or something to help pass the time”

“Fine.” He finally gave in. “But don’t you dare be late!”

“I’ll see what I can do. But don’t blame me if there’s too much traffic!” You warned him jokingly, making Mun chuckle.

“See you soon, okay? I love you.”

The words came out so naturally that Mun hadn’t even registered what he said until a few moments passed and he was met with a shocking silence on your end. Mun gasped in realization and hung up immediately, not knowing what else to do.

He groaned frustratedly as he slapped his face, scolding himself. So Mun you’re an idiot!, he thought regretfully.

Mun had half a mind to call you back and try to explain himself but millions of thoughts ran through his mind in a second; what if you don’t feel the same? What if you find it weird? How was he ever gonna face you again?

Mun was knocked out of his spiralling thoughts when he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. The screen lit up, showing a text notification from you.

<Haha you didn’t even let me say anything>

The boy’s shoulders relax slightly, relieved that you aren’t totally mad at him. As Mun tried to decide how to respond, he saw you send another text. But upon reading it, Mun thought his heart almost exploded.

A stupid grin grew on his face while his already erratic heartbeat quickens even more as Mun rereads the text over and over to make sure it his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.

<But i love you too lets talk when I get home 💕>

[s0ulsniper]

albert aretz x gn!reader

warnings: just pure fluff

ask: "Heyooo!! I'm just gonna request an Albert imagine, basically, after hehe gets done recording a video (at like 3 in the morning...) gn! Reader is sleeping and he lays down on their chest and reader wakes up like 2 hours later and sees him and it's all cute and stuff (you can add whatever you want at the end) And I love your writing btw it makes my day ‼️"

synopsis: albert finishes editing, and as exhausted as he is, he falls asleep on top of you.

pairings: albert aretz (flamingo) x gn!reader

a/n: hey hey anon! thanks for such a description, it rlly made it so much easier. also, thanks so much for the kind words it means a lot to me and I hope you have a great weekend !! hope u like it. :)

the late night hadn't gotten to albert the way it had gotten to you, he knew once you sent him a text 4 hours before that you were out like a light in your usual sprawled out from that took across majority of the bed. he loved you for it, yet sometimes he wished he had room.

he was almost finished recording a new horror game that his fans had been beginning for him to play. he understood why while he made it. not only was it a long story game, but it's probably one of the scariest he has seen on the platform.

not enough to scare him though, right?

he clicked out of his Roblox tab and powered off his computer once he stopped the recording, yawning with his arms outstretched.

he had been waiting on this moment for the entire night, finally getting to fall asleep with you even if you didn't notice until the morning. he loved having you with him despite majority of his time going towards creating content and interacting with his fanbase and friends.

he loved how you understood.

his door creaks open once he shuts off the lights, feeling the hours of sitting in his lower back. he knew this nights sleep would last until mid afternoon, potentially more.

his office door closes with a low click. he could see the nightlights poking from under the door, he knew you loved the type of lighting from the lampposts. he had never seen someone fall asleep so quickly.

he opens the door to your bedroom after washing himself up, prepping for the night. his tired eyes fall into your form.

words couldn't describe how beautiful he thought you are, especially now with the blankets barley wrapped over you, and your hair messy from tossing and turning.

he feels his lips tug upwards as he walks quietly towards the bed, prompting himself to collapse as gently as he could on top of you.

the best pillow in the world, he wouldn't choose anything else.

his light smile remained on his face as he drifted off into his comforting sleep, his arm draped over your waist and his head gently tucked under yours.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

your body forces you awake at around 5:00 am, cold from the lack of blanket covering your body.

as you snap back into reality you feel the blanket at your feet, reaching down to grab for it. in the midst of it, you're stopped.

there was a heavy weight on your chest, which was weird considering your cat was sleeping peacefully on your side.

you look down as much as you can and feel Albert's hair poking at your neck, him sprawled out on top of you looking as comfortable and as adorable as ever.

you use whatever strength in you not to burst into laughter at the sight and instead settle on pulling the warm cover onto of you.

albert shifts, and you feel his arm around your waist tighten, a sigh of content leaving his body.

you run your fingers through his hair, who cares about not being able to feel your arm? worth it.

you fall back into your dream filled sleep of whatever you were as before.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

🏷️: @batluvr666 @yeehawbrothers @dogdevourer @ilovelyyoungie

[huexuri]

okay, first of all, I'M SO SORRY FOR SPAMING YOUR INBOX😭😭 anywayyyy

best friends reader and soobin where soobin has a crush on some random girl, but he's a total loser and he knows it, so he asks reader for help... and she totally misunderstood him and thought he's way after the flirting stage and now just wants to fuck with his crush... so she invites him over and decides to teach him how to finger a girl.......on herself. soobin doesn't have an idea what he's doing, but his long as fuck fingers are enough to make reader cum!!!! it all ends up with soobin confessing that reader is his crush lmaooo (omg i got carried away and wrote DEFINITELY too much)

FINALLY DOING THIS ONE🔥🔥 ur genius bro

· show me - fem!reader x soobin ·

SMUT, MDNI!!!

warnings: fem!reader, cnc, friends to lovers, dry humping, fingering, that's probably it

*ding!*

you're in your room, slumped in your office chair, rushing and stressing about the pile of assignments in your inbox that has been assigned by your lecturer since 3 weeks ago. so you almost lose your shit when you hear a notification followed by a buzz from the phone beside you. "who the actual fuck is messaging me at 2 fucking am?" you muttered to yourself. but your gaze on the phone screen — being the only thing emitting light in your eyestrain of a room, softened when you realize it was a text message from your boy best friend — soobin.

"girl, i seriously CANNOT." - soobie boobie, 1 min ago.

you look at the notification in utter confusion — this message without context could mean a bunch of different things.

you click on the notification and reply:

"what's up w u??????"

"there's this girl yhat i like bruh,.... and then like i need to get her to confirm,,,,,,,that she likesme u knwo???SOS????????"

you almost don't understand whatever the shit he's saying because of the typos, but you do know that he's a fucking loser, and that all he wants to do is lose his virginity to some girl he likes.

"u want tips?????" you replied.

"no shit, how tf do i get her to even think of me🙏🙏" soobin replies, followed by "ur a girl u should know what makes a girl like you happy"

"okay so like..... just come over rn and ill teach u everything u need to know to pleasure tf out of yo girl" you suggest.

"COMINGGGGGG" he texts back, so you continue your work while waiting for him.

"open ur door"

he texted you again after what felt like hours, and immediately you shut your computer and put ur notes aside — immediately jumping out of bed and running to the front door.

"come on, let's go to my room." you said to him as he nodded and followed you to your room.

you sat down on your bed and patted the empty space beside you, indicating him to sit down. he follows suit, and looks at you with expectancy.

"okay, soobin, so first thing to do is that you need her wrapped around your finger right?" you sigh.

"yes, obviously." he replies — thinking you didn't literally mean it by "wrapped around your finger" and assuming you were talking about the saying, so imagine the shock that replaces the expectant look on his face when you start stripping in front of him — looking at him with confusion as if you didn't just flash him with the sight of your bare pussy.

"what?? you wanted her wrapped around your finger, so i'm gonna teach you???" you replied.

"n-no, not like th–..... nevermind." he'd soon change his mind when he decides that he does prefer this much more than regular advice.

you sit, now facing him with your legs wide open and clit wide open on display for him. of course you're pretending that you have no idea why he's so shocked — you know he wanted regular advice, but who can say that he'd deny the view in front of him? you desperately needed someone to fuck you. wasn't this basically the perfect opportunity?

soobin, lips slightly parted — still looking up and down on you in shock, tent that wasn't there a minute ago growing in his pants. you grab his wrist—

"so, your fingers, preferably this and this finger — will go in, and then curl upwards, but make sure not to scratch the inner lining of the vagina." you tried to say as seriously as possible, "i'll show you, wait." you continued.

"oh, u-uh, okay," soobin replied, holding on back to your wrist instead.

using your free hand, you insert one finger up you, then the other and thrust it further in— letting out a loud, lewd gasp at that, then curling your fingers up and straight up moaning at the feeling.

"l-like that, do that, now.. haa.. it's your t-turn,," you slowly slid your fingers out of you, licking your arousal.

"okay, uhm,," soobin's face grew hot as he broke apart the grasp on your wrist.

his slender fingers hesitantly start to play with your walls, then slowly he inserts his middle finger into you — making you stutter as his one finger feels like two of yours, noting the size and length difference of his girthy but still slender fingers compared to yours who is half the length.

he slides another finger in, and that's enough for you to let out another heavy sigh.

he looks at you with concern, but when you ask him to, "now, curl, soobin." he doesn't hesitate to curl his fingers up and suddenly you start to moan for more.

soobin starts positioning himself so he can hump the bed while fingering you.

"a-are you sure i can do this to you?" soobin softly said, repeating the same move you taught him.

"please, fuck yes, soobin. play around if you want.." you sighed.

now as if soobin had years of experience– no, a fucking degree in fingering, he'd start to finger-fuck you, making this feel better than any of the times you'd finger yourself. your fingers feel so pathetic in comparison to what his long and veiny fingers can do to you — and soon, he's rubbing your wet clit with one thumb and fingering you with three fingers with the other, all while humping the bed, his sweatpants looking as if it's about to explode because of how big he is against the thin fabric.

"oh shit, fuck y-yyhh-yes... soobin, fuck... more... please, please,,, ngh—" your hips start to jitter, your eyes start to water and your knees are trembling as it's wrapped around his back.

"like that, like that? do you like it? feels—fuck,, feels good??" soobin softly asks, his cheeks glowing red and leaving a wet spot, maybe drool or his precum on the bed.

"fuck soob—you're doing sso...good.."

"mmh, is this what g-girls like? w-what you, you–y-ff-fuck, fuck.... shit.. you're really so... sso hot like this,," soobin's voice cracking and raspy, sounding like he's close.

"soobin, i'm cumming 'm ssso.. close."

"shit, i'm also... gonna... ngh—fuck—oh god—"

"you make me feel so fucking good, fuck,,!" tears streaming down the sides of your eyes as you slowly drench his entire hand in your slick, spurts of semen also seeping thru his sweatpants material.

you both pant loudly and fall on your backs against the mattress — his 3 fingers slipping out of you with a wet pop sound.

you immediately suck one of his fingers covered in your arousal, leaving him to taste you on the other two.

"soobin?" you tiredly turn your head to his direction, chest still rising up and down.

"yeah?" he swiftly says, almost sounding like a sigh.

"who's that girl that you like?" you say, now in more envy in your voice than ever before.

"it's you." soobin simply splurts out with no hesitation.

"oh.."

"what's with that oh?" soobin asks you, now slightly worried.

"honestly, same. i just didn't expect it to be me."

soobin softly smiles at you.

"can i say that i love you now?" soobin said in between heavy breaths.

"yeah."

"i love you."

"i love you too.." you smile back at him. he shuts his eyes, and the both of you doze off.

[enkays-den]

Skizz Week 2, Day 4: Warm/Cool

@skizzlemanweek

1.3k, no warnings, Skizz, Grian, Gem, Scar, a pinch of Impy, Phasmophobia AU

Tonight was a rare session of ghost hunting without Impulse. Someone had gotten his construction appointment written down wrong and he’d ended up double-booked, and he’d rather miss out on a ghost sesh than wait another three weeks for a chance to meet with his contractor. Luckily, when Skizz has messaged the GIGGS group text, the other three were all available to help, making it a full party instead of solo Skizz night.

Their younger friends had been very excited in chat, sending ‘yay we get to hang with tall dad today!’ (Scar), ‘I can’t believe Impulse has abandoned his best friend’ (Grian), and ‘since it’s fun dad today, we get to stay up past midnight, right?’ (Gem).

Impulse didn’t reply to those messages, but he did send Skizz a private text.

😔 why?

They just miss you, buddy <3

It looks like the exact opposite…

Don’t worry, they’ll be begging for you to come back once I start telling my jokes.

haha, ttyl bud 😊

Skizz returned to the van, tossing a burnt smudge stick into their little trash can. Grian hated cleaning up the ash off the floor in the morning. “I am seriously considering just gagging this one as a mimic, I’m getting nothing from the looping.”

Gem was flicking between the camera feeds, but started to turn around to face Skizz. “Yeah, we’re getting no other activity from this thi– oh, you actually look like death.” 

“Gee, I feel so loved,” Skizz said sardonically.

Gem pulled out her radio. “Boys, we’re gagging mimic and you’re getting your butts here, Skizz is gonna die if he goes through another hunt.”

“Thank goodness,” Grian said, voice crackling through the hand set. “I told you guys it’s taking the mick out on us.”

“This ghost is no fun,” Scar agreed, rolling up the ramp. Does that mean that this is the last hunt of the night?”

“For Skizz? Yes.” Gem responded, leaving the van to help Grian collect their equipment from all around the hospital. 

Skizz took a folding chair from a rack on the wall and sat with Scar, slumping a little. You ever get a good look at the ghost, Scarface?”

“No, just one DOTS before it changed rooms,” Scar sighed, looking at their cheat sheet rubric of ghost types. “There’s a part of me that wants to say it’s a shade with how few hunts we’ve seen. We’ve been here for like, an hour and a half!”

The older man rubbed his face. He really did feel like crap. “Something like that. I feel like the pace during hunts was always changing, so that either means that I’m going crazy, or it’s twins or mimic.”

“Scar?” Grian’s voice came in through the radio. “Can you help me get some of this stuff to the van?”

“You don’t need to go, Scar. Let me do it.” Skizz leaned forward to stand up, but Gem chose that moment to speak into her radio.

“And no helping, Skizz. You just sit there.” 

Skizz picked up his radio. “It’s just one trip, Gemmer!”

Gem’s response was instant. “You. Stay.”

Scar giggled as he rolled out the truck.

“When did you get so bossy?”

The static of the radio rang out again. “I learned it from Other Dad.”

Sighing, Skizz grabbed a pair of drumsticks from his bag and starting running through one of his old routines on a clipboard he placed on his lap. 

After a few minutes, Grian’s distinctive accent sounded from outside, muffled by distance. “Guys, it’s over, he’s drumming. Might as well just drop him home.”

“What? You stop that talk!” Skizz threw his sticks in the corner, intentionally making the most chaotic clattering he could.

“And now he’s throwing things,” Gem complained. “He’s like a baby in his highchair.”

The three other hunters entered the van, laden with cameras, mics, and other devices. Grian started putting things back in their holders or charging batteries, and Gem walked over to Skizz.

“You’re still really pale,” she noted. Putting the back of her hand to his forehead, she frowned. “Skizz, you’re literally freezing!”

“Am I?”

Grian touched his head as well. “Yup. Cold as my hometown.”

Gem sighed. “I thought you’re supposed to be the one looking after us.”

Scar went over to his things and pulled out a heat pad he usually used for his back and put it into the tiny microwave they had in the truck. 

“You need to get this jacket off and get a jumper on or something.” Grian said, tugging the cheap faux-bomber jacket off the older man’s shoulders.

“There’s a fleece I use in that compartment under the backseat,” Scar said, testing the temperature of the pad with his hands.”

Grian nodded and left the truck to fetch it.

Gem took the jacket and felt it in her hands, grimacing. “Skizz, if you were in Canada with this thing, you’d die.”

“It’s just the first thing I grabbed,” he protested.

Their radios buzzed. 

“Alright, lads,” Grian said. “I’m turning on the truck to warm up the front, let’s get Skizz and Scar in the back seat. The cargo box of the truck shook a little as Grian turned on the ignition. When did he take Skizz’s keys? He really was tired.

“Come on,” Gem prompted, pulling Skizz up and strapping the folding chair back to the wall. 

Grian reappeared, taking the heating pad from Scar and wrapping it up in the fleece he’d fetched. Once Gem and Skizz were out of the box, Grian slid the ramp away and shut the door. 

With Skizz lifting under his arms and Grian holding his legs, Scar was lifted into the back of the cabin, his chair folded up and placed behind him. Skizz then piled in, followed by Gem. 

Grian got in the driver’s seat and cranked the heat. He turned around in his seat to face the three in the back. “Doesn’t really seem like we’re gonna do another hunt, fellas.”

“No, let’s get Skizz home,” Gem agreed. She was trying to finagle the fleece blanket around Skizz and the seatbelt. Scar was strapping the heat pad to the back of Skizz’s shoulders.

Skizz was feeling instantly better. He tucked his hands underneath his legs to warm them up. “You okay driving this thing, G? I know Dipple Dop has only given you a few lessons.”

“I’ll find a way to your house that doesn’t take the highway,” Grian said absently, scrolling on his phone.

“Grian, do you have your British tea? Could you spare some for Skizzy?”

Grian passed back a thermos, which Skizz sipped from gratefully.

“I feel so pampered,” he joked. 

“We’re saving your life!” Scar said dramatically. “We can’t let Skizzy freeze out on the field!”

“iDad would be so disappointed,” Grian said, pulling onto the road. 

“Oh, he’s going to be disappointed regardless, I’m telling him that Skizz almost froze to death,” Gem said, trying to act cool but Skizz could hear the smile in her tone.

Skizz reached out with both arms and brought Gem and Scar closer to him. “Well at least I have you guys to be there for me. Love you!”

“Love you too, Papa Skizz!” Scar said happily, hugging him awkwardly.

“Me too,” Gem said, resting her head on his shoulder.

“What about me?” Grian complained. 

Skizz reached forward and clapped Grian on the shoulder with a large hand. “Course I love you, G!”

“Yeah,” Grian said enthusiastically. “That was a real Dad pat on the back!” He turned on the music player and groaned when the sounds of rock music filled the truck cabin. “Ugh, and a real Dad playlist.”

In the end, Gem didn’t tell Impulse what happened when they got to their house. She called him and told him on the way back.

I’m changing your contact name to ‘Blizzleman’ ;)

I’m more insulted you’re not even coming up with a good play on words >:[

[stuffedfullbabe]

Catheter omo part 3

Since y’all loved the last two- here’s part 3

You wake up to start your day as usual, get dressed, use the bathroom, eat, go to work, etc. this time- you realize the moment you enter the bathroom that you can’t pee. You pull down your pants and see that there is a catheter line sticking out slightly. You sigh heavily, pulling your pants back up. You notice a note on the mirror ‘no peeing till I’m home- I called in sick for you, relax for today.’

So now what? You get into comfy clothes and instead have a full breakfast. There’s another note by the coffee pot ‘drink the full pot by lunch time. I’ll be home around 5pm’. Well fuck. There goes the idea of drinking very little.

You start on your first cup with breakfast, then your second, which quickly becomes a third. You take a break from the coffee and go to play some games on your PS5. It isn’t until two hours later that you feel a slight urge to pee. You shrug it off and continue playing- your phone pings- it’s your partner ‘hey it’s lunch time! Did you finish the coffee?’ You know damn well that there’s at least two cups left ‘yep!’ You reply. ‘You better not be lying! I’m gonna check the cameras!’

Shit. You forgot about those. You get up off the couch and run upstairs, quickly pouring the rest of the coffee into your cup and downing it twice - there’s still a bit left. You pour the rest into the cup and finish drinking it just as you receive another text ‘wow! The cameras just loaded, was there a bit left over?’ ‘There was, I noticed it when I came up for some water’ you lied. ‘Oh. Well good thing that’s done. How much water were you grabbing?’

‘Just a cup, why?’ ‘Fill a bottle’ ‘what? I already am feeling pretty full’ your partner stops for a second before replying ‘look. I want your bladder to be visibly swollen. I want to walk into the house and see how full you got because you waited for me. Grab a bottle and go back to what you were doing.’

You do as your told, filling the 2 litre bottle and heading back downstairs. You go back to your game. You hardly notice how much time has passed until your bladder aches. You jolt back to reality and notice that you feel uncomfortably full, and your sitting down. You sit up and realize, your way too full. Tears begin to well up in your eyes as you stand- it aches. You manage to stand completely upright, slowly hobbling over to the stairs. You whimper as you place your foot on the stair infront of you- you really shouldn’t have argued.

You manage to make it half way up the stairs before you nearly crumple from the waves of urgency. A moan escapes your mouth, followed by a few whimpers and whines, you can hardly believe how full you are and there’s more stairs. You gasp and moan at every step, taking it one step at a time until you reach the top. You manage to hobble towards the door, just as your partner walks in.

“There you are! I was beginning to wonder! All is well I hope?” They say, smiling at you “Y-yeah! I was playing some games…. J-just heard you pull in!” They notice your stutter but say nothing. They walk to the kitchen and notice you slowly walking over. “Hurry up puppy! I want to celebrate my promotion with you!” You bite back a whimper as they pull you into the kitchen. They hand you a glass of wine and announce that they are now able to work from home full time AND they get paid more. You congratulate them and they thank you.

It’s not till an hour later that they place a hand on your very distended bladder “someone needs to pee don’t they?” You whimper as they slightly push down. They laugh and their soft smile turns into a devious grin “let’s see how much longer you can handle, hmm?”

[japeneselunchtimerush]

Continutation of my previous post but its just incorrect quotes.

Kise: what's a word that's a mix between angry and sad?

Akashi: malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated

Aomine: smad

Akashi: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone. 

Aomine and Kise: Ours just say “No.” 

Akashi: And I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

Mayuzumi: you played me like a fiddle

Bokushi: actually, fiddles are quite difficult to play. I played you like a cheap kazoo

Akashi: Kuroko, please keep an eye on Kise. He's gonna say something to Midorima and get himself punched.

Kuroko: Sure Akashi-kun, I'd love to see Kise get punched.

Akashi: Try again.

Kuroko: I will stop Kise from getting punched.

Akashi: Correct.

Akashi: oh, are you and Kise no longer…

Aomine: smushing booties?

Akashi: …yes that’s exactly how i was going to phrase my sentence, Aomine.

Bokushi talking to Nash: you think you can just bully people, but you can’t. it’s not okay.

Bokushi: i’m the bully around here. ask anyone.

Bokushi: i only feel one emotion, and it’s indifference.

Oreshi: last night you drunk-texted the whole team a bunch of heart emojis.

Bokushi: ...indifferently.

Murasakibara: i really miss these people, the whole team. Aka-chin, Mido-chin…

Murasakibara: …i forget all their other names.

Himuro: *judgemental eyebrow raise*

Midorima: You know archaic Latin?

Akashi: I got bored with classical Latin.

Midorima: You know normal Latin?

Akashi: Yeah someone from my knitting club taught me.

Midorima: YOU HAVE A KNITTING CLUB?

Akashi: You don't know everything about me Midorima. Now do you want a sweater or a scarf?

Momoi: 'You'll never find the body' is such a boring threat. A better threat would be; 'You'll never stop finding the body.'

Akashi, bored: Or just say, 'They'll be finding parts of you for at least four months...and you'll still be alive for three of them.'

Momoi: Now that's a threat!

The rest of the GoM: *horrified silence*

Murasakibara: do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows in my mouth?

Midorima: ...you are a hazard to society

Aomine: and a coward. do twenty

[Akashi after the GoM do something really stupid but he's running on t-2 seconds of sleep and a cup of tea]

Akashi : I am offended. I am angry. I am very tired. So I am gonna take a nap but when I wake up, oh you are *in* for it.

The GoM:...

Four hours later...

Akashi: How. DARE. You!

Kuroko: remember how furious you got that time when Aomine ended a letter with "thx" instead of "thanks"?

Akashi: why would you bring this up??

Himuro: So,Shuu , tell us everything! Did you call Akashi’s dad first?

Nijimura: I actually did!

*time skip back*

Nijimura, on the phone: Mr Akashj? I’m calling to inform you that I plan to ask your son to marry me. But since it’s 2016 I am NOT asking for your permission since he is not your property. NOR WOULD HE BE MINE IF HE CHOOSES TO SAY YES! He’s a strong independent man and he don’t need no man! That being said I truly hope he says yes. But it’s HIS decision so just BACK OFF!

Hinuro: aww, that was perfect! What did he say?

Nijimura: I have no idea I left a voicemail I’m terrified of him.

[Back at it again with the nijiaka]

Bokushi: Wait you like me?

Mibuchi: Yes

Bokushi: ... for my personality?

Mibuchi: I was surprised too

[winchesterwild78]

Chance Meeting pt 2

Part 1

18+ minors do not interact

This is my first ever fan fiction. I adore Jensen Ackles and have no hate towards his family. In this he’s single. I’m not sure exactly how to do this so any suggestions or feedback is appreciated. Please be kind and all mistakes are my own.

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut (later on), Jensen being a sweetheart

Chapter Warnings: lite smut, fluff, reader with body issues

Chapter Summary: Do you go to the Karaoke Party or not. Things start to heat up.

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You stood for what seemed like forever thinking about Jensen, the kiss and if you were going to Karaoke. Your phone ringing brought you back down to earth. You grabbed it and saw y/f/n pop up with her goofy picture plastered across the screen.

“Hey y/f/n. What’s up?” You asked as you answered. “You were supposed to text me when you got there y/n.” She said with an annoyed sigh. “Oh yeah, sorry it’s been wild, I um, well something happened that I’m trying to still wrap my head around” you told her. “Wait, y/n are you okay? What happened?” You smiled and sighed “yeah, I’m fine. I just ran into someone and it ended with a kiss and I’m not sure what it means or why it really happened.”

There was a bit of silence then your best friend jokingly said “what did you kiss one of the celebrities there?” “Oh no, y/n you’re not in jail are you?!?” You laughed and said “No, y/f/n I’m not in jail, but um Jensen Ackles did kiss me.” Silence was all you heard then she screamed. “Oh my God, y/n, tell me everything!!”

You started at the beginning and told her everything and how you’re debating whether to go tonight or not. “Y/N, you better get your ass to that karaoke party tonight! Jensen Freaking Ackles asked you to be there!” “Do you know how many women would kill to be in your shoes right now?”

You sighed, you knew she was right but you were still fighting the negative thoughts in your head about how you looked, especially when you’d be standing next to him. He was beyond perfect, and you, well you were not.

“Y/N, you still there? “Um, yeah I am” you said with a quiver in your voice. She sighed and said “get out of your head, sweetie. If he kissed you and wanted to see you then he meant it. I’ve never met him but everything I’ve seen about him is he’s a genuine person. Take a leap of faith, y/n.”

You knew she was right so you decided to do it. “You’re right y/f/n, I’m gonna go take a shower and get ready. I love you girl, thank you.” “I love you too, y/n, now go get your man.” She laughed and you both said your goodbyes and hung up.

You looked at the clock and realized you had less than an hour to get ready and get to the conference room where the event was happening. You grabbed your favorite jeans, dark blue lace bra with matching panties, and your favorite AC/DC shirt and walked into the bathroom.

You turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. Once it was warm enough you jumped in and showered. You wrapped a towel around your head and dried off with another one. You got dressed and put on a little bit of your vanilla body spray. You plugged in the hair dryer and pulled your wet y/h/c hair down. You’ve let it grow out over the past year and it’s now grown to the middle of your back. You quickly dry your hair and work on putting some makeup on. You’ve never been one for heavy makeup, but you figured you’d wear some tonight.

After getting ready you grab your blue flannel and put it on. You decide you want to be comfortable so you opt for your black and white vans. Once your shoes are on you glance at yourself in the mirror and take a deep breath. “Well this is as good as I’m going to get.” You grab your crossbody bag and your room key and head towards the door. Walking towards the elevator your heart is pounding and you almost turn back around, but you push yourself to go. “You can do this, y/n.” You say to yourself. You push the elevator button calling it to your floor. The elevator arrives with a ding and you step in. There are already people in there so you pushed the 1st floor button and stand against the wall. When the elevator finally made it to the 1st floor you got off and looked around.

The hotel was bustling with people who were clearly there for the convention. You made your way through the crowd and found the conference room where the Karaoke party was already in full swing. You slipped in and stood at the back of the room taking in the crowd. It was amazing and you could feel the excitement in the air. You smiled as you saw DJ Qualls and Richard Speight taking the stage to introduce the next song. People were cheering and singing along. It was actually quite a scene. You slipped further into the background. You kinda felt like the wallflower at a middle school dance. You were happy to be there, but still nervous. As you scanned the stage you looked for Jensen. At first you didn’t see him, but then you caught a glimpse of him off to the side of the stage. He was dressed in a dark blue shirt that hugged his biceps and fit him perfectly, black jeans that fit him like a glove and his boots. You smiled and bit your lower lip when you saw him laughing at something someone had said to him. Then you felt your chest get tight and a warmth flow through you. What on earth was this man doing to you. He’s across the room and he’s still able to make you feel like you’re a giddy teenager.

DJ announces to the crowd there is a special guest who wanted to sing tonight. As he calls Jensen to the stage the roar of the crowd was deafening. You smile as you see him take the stage and you noticed he’s scanning the crowd as he starts to sing. He sings the first notes of “Angeles” and the crowd goes wild singing with him. Damn his voice is smooth like whiskey and sends chills down your spine. As he continues to sing you are pulled from your spot on the wall. It’s like a magnet is pulling you to him and you can’t help but smile. He scans the crowd and finally sees you. You see his green eyes sparkle and a smile creep across his face. You smile back at him and he winks at you.

When the song finishes he thanks the crowd and chats them up for a few minutes. He definitely has charisma and knows how to work the crowd. That’s when he looks at you and smiles. Jensen tells the crowd he heard an angel singing earlier today and he was hoping they would help him convince her to come on stage and sing with him. The crowd went wild and he extended his hand to you. You took a deep breath and took it. Climbing on the stage Jensen leans over and whispers “I’m so glad you came, y/n.” “You look absolutely gorgeous.” You shiver and nod. His warm breath brushing over your ear and neck. You blush and clear your throat. “So what are we going to sing?” You asked as DJ hands you a microphone. Jensen looked a you with a smile and said “I’ve had the time of my life.” You smile and nod. Before you know it the song is starting. You swallow hard and listen to Jensen start. When it’s your turn you take a deep breath and sing. The crowd erupted with whoops and applause. By the time you and Jensen finished the song you were holding hands and you felt on top of the word.

The audience was cheering and you were grinning ear to ear. Jensen thanked the crowd, waving as he walked off the stage pulling you with him. “Wow, y/n you were amazing.” You smiled at him and told him thank you as you dropped your head. He put his hand around your chin and lifted your head. “Up here sweetheart, I want to see those beautiful y/c eyes.” You look up at him and meet his green eyes. Damn, why does he have to be so beautiful. “Y/N, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all day. I’m so glad you came.” He said to you as he pushed his body closer to yours. You could feel the heat coming off of him and your body felt like it was on fire simply from his touch.

You both were still looking into each other’s eyes as he slowly pressed his lips to yours. It was a sweet gentle kiss. A bit different than before but it felt amazing. He pulled away and you saw his pupils go dark with lust. He cupped your face pushing you into the wall and crashed his lips to yours. This time more passion and need behind it. You whimpered and felt him smirk. His free hand gently grabbed your hair and pushed you deeper into the kiss. Your hands instinctively went around his neck and running up and into his sandy brown hair. His tongue licked your lips asking for permission to enter and you opened your mouth. He deepened the kiss as both your tongues fought for dominance. The only reason you pulled yourself away was to catch a breath. Then you were both on each other’s lips. The world around you drifted away as you melted into his arms. As his hands started to explore your body you were suddenly snapped to reality and pulled away.

“What’s wrong y/n?” Jensen asked breathlessly. You looked at him and his eyes were softer and full of confusion. “I’m sorry, you don’t know how much I want to continue this, but I’ve got too many things going on under these clothes that I’m sure will turn you off.” You said with tears pricking your eyes. Jensen took a step back and looked you up and down. “From where I’m standing sweetheart I see a beautiful woman with a healthy body, beautiful y/c eyes, and a killer smile.” “I want to get to know you, all of you.” He said with a smirk on his face. “But, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable anything we do.”

You look at Jensen not sure if you can really trust him enough for you to be vulnerable with. You’ve been hurt in the past and you seriously have had your fill of being used. For some reason you felt a little more comfortable with Jensen. You thought it was crazy because you just met him. Granted you’ve watched him on TV for over 15 years, but that was a character. This was in fact reality.

Before you could say anything else Jensen took your hand and led you to the green room. He pulled you inside and shut the door. The you sat on the couch and Jensen sat next to you. There was something about him and the electricity in the air but you heard your best friend’s voice in your head “take a leap of faith.” So you did. You straddle Jensen, cupped his face and leaned in for another kiss. He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to him. The passion was undeniable. Jensen’s hands slid up to the collar of your flannel and pulled it off. Your lips never parting. Damn this man was smooth. His hands slowly moving up to he back of your shirt while yours moved to his hair. You both pulled away for a quick breath and you smiled at him. Lips crashing onto each other again and his hands started to pull on the hem of your shirt. He stopped and you shook your head yes. This was all he needed. He pulled your shirt over your head revealing your dark blue lace bra and ample breasts. He growled as he started peppering kisses down your neck and down to your covered breasts. He hooks his fingers and unhooks your bra freeing your breasts. “Mmm perfect” you hear him say as he cups each breast and licks your nipples. You feel your panties getting soaked as he’s exploring your upper body. “Jensen, please” is all you can say. “Please what baby?” He asks with a smile. “Please take me to your room” you said.

With that he grabbed you set you down and said “let’s go” You grab your clothes putting them back on in a hurry while giggling. Jensen grabs your hand and leads you out the door and to the elevator. You both step into the empty elevator and are back on each other like a couple of teenagers. As the elevator opens you realize you’re on floor 7. Your floor and now you realize it’s his floor too. He grabs your hand leading you to his room. You reach his room and wait for him to open the door. As you enter his room you realize you’re taking that leap of faith and man has it been amazing so far.

[olsenmyolsen]

Comedy

Part 2 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: ~2.3K

masterlist

TW: Mentions of abuse/abusive relationship

Y/N POV

The last couple of hours have felt like a blur. As I've sat at my table, I've had a million different thoughts all at once.

Should I go back to school?

Do they even need me here?

I should call my mom. But should I, though?

Aww, that's a cute dog.

The longer I sit here, the more I feel Naomi and our memories returning. Fuck, my brain won't shut down. Oh, God, is my breathing getting quicker? Why is it so hot? My arms won't stop shaking. Please make this stop. Please...

Oh no.

"Come on, Y/N, you're really gonna sit there and make me the bad guy?"

I can feel my stomach shrinking. 

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming home! Do you have any idea how this makes me look?"

I guess I did catch her in the act. I should've texted her or let her come to me and explain things at her own pace. What an idiot.

"How many times do I have to say that I don't love you!?"  Naomi goes up to raise her arm-

That last memory pulls me out. I shoot up in a panicked state, making the shop around me grow quieter. I can't look anywhere else but at my own feet. I'm afraid I'll break down if I make eye contact with anyone.

"Y/N?" I hear Max call out from behind me.

I can't let her see me like this. Taking no extra time, I look up and bolt out the front door. My feet and mind aren't stopping, and before I know it, I find myself hunched over with my legs pushed against my chest, crying on some random park bench.

People pass by, giving me looks of concern or judgment, but no one stops to say or do anything about the annoying crying girl. To make matters worse, I can't stop whenever my body lets me catch a breath; it only lasts for less than a second. I swear I dry heave the last tears I have.

I don't know how much time has passed, but I can tell you how many happy families, couples, and kids have passed. To me, they are a constant reminder of the happiness I can't reach. To them, I probably look like a zombie. A result of my dehydration mixed with knowing that my tired eyes are most likely bloodshot. Shit, I need to get control over myself. This isn't the first time this has happened as of late, and I know it won't be the last.

"Fuck you for making me this way," I whisper to Naomi, wherever the fuck she is.

I slowly am bringing myself down, breathing in and out, running my hands through my hair, trying to gather myself together. Before feeling comfortable enough to leave, I take a minute to close my eyes and take in the cool spring air on my face. I can't rem-

"Excuse me?" A distant voice shouts out. Is someone talking to me?

"Hey, coffee shop girl!" The voice is closer.

Okay, well, that has to be for me. I open my eyes and look at who is calling to me. I give a confused look before realizing. Oh shit. It's that woman from this morning, Liz. And she's making her way over to me. Wait, why me?

"Hey!" I awkwardly half shout, letting the embarrassment wash over me. I go to stand up as she approaches the bench.

"Hey, no, please stay seated. I saw you as I was walking across the park." Liz smiles down at me. "May I sit?"

"Yes, please," I say, wiping off the spot next to me on the bench. Liz lets out a playfully chuckle at my act. Liz thanks me and sits down. Not knowing what to do, I turn my attention to the other people around the park.

I catch Liz's head turned my way out of the corner of my eye. Thanks to her oversized sunglasses, I can't see her eyes, but she has to be looking at me, right?

"So you come here often?" Liz breaks the ice.

"To this specific bench? No. Now to this park? Sometimes." I smile at Liz. I can't get a read on how she likes the answer. She doesn't move her face at all. My eyes scan her face, but she's giving me nothing. The more I look at her; I feel myself getting lost. Have I been staring a while, or does it just feel like forever?

"Like what you see?" Liz catches me red-handed.

"No- I mean Yes, I uh- I'm sorry- I wasn't trying to stare- I don't-" I'm panicking. My brain and mouth are failing me. Oh, why now! Before I can say anything else, Liz thankfully stops me. "Hey, it's alright. I was teasing. No harm done. Cool?"

"Cool." Now quit embarrassing yourself.

"So are you ever gonna tell me your name, or do I have to keep showing up to your work with gigantic orders to get it?"

"Y/N." I hold my hand out to the mysterious beauty in front of me. She shakes it. "Liz. But you knew that already." Liz shines me a smile that could light up the world till the end of time. "Well, Liz, it's a pleasure to meet you officially."

"Agreed." She softly says. Wait agreed??

"Does this mean I'm never gonna see you at the coffee shop again?" Please say no.

Liz lets out a little giggle. "You'll still see me. I don't know how long, but trust me, you'll see me." There she goes again, giving me that smile. "Unless you're trying to get rid of me?"

"As if!" I jokingly scoff at her. She likes the joke and laughs. What is this feeling in my stomach? Pull it together, Y/N. "For real, Liz, between your order, your tip, and how busy we were today. It's keeping the bills paid." I flash her a playful wink and swear I see her blush.

"Can I be honest, Y/N?" Liz leans in. "I was coming back to your coffee shop." Oh? "I forgot to leave a tip for you guys this morning." Oh. "I was just in such a rush. Once I realized it, I was busy doing something else and felt so bad."

Even though I can't see her eyes, I could tell from her voice this bothered her. Like it's a mistake people make all the time. Why is she beating herself up about it?

"Liz!" I reach down and put my hands on top of hers, stopping her.

"You guys were just so nice earlier, letting me cut the line and-"

"Liz! It's okay. Shit happens. The fact that you seem to care this much means something. Trust me. It's okay." I look down and realize my thumbs have been rubbing along her rings and knuckles. Wow, how are someone's hands this soft? Wait, is that an eng-

"Thank you, Y/N." Liz squeezes my hands back but doesn't let them go.

"How about we get you back to the shop, so you don't have to worry anymore, okay?" Liz nods, and I let go of her hands in the process. We both stand up to start walking.

Liz turns to me as we begin our walk. "You don't have to walk me back, you know?" While yes, she is correct, but A) I want to! B) I left my phone and AirPods at the shop. C) I want to :)

"I know." I leave it at that. I divert my eyes away from her, and even though I don't see it, I feel a smile on her face.

As we make our way out of the park, I can't shake this feeling that Liz and I are being watched. After an internal debate, I turn around but don't see anyone looking at us. Weird.

Throughout the walk, the two of us remain silent. For some reason, I find myself so comfortable around her. It's a feeling I've come to miss over the last six months. "So tell me a little bit about yourself?"

"Oh. Umm. I'm Y/N Y/L/N. I work at a coffee shop. Duh. I am- I'm 24. Umm, let's see." Coming up with anything to say about myself is a challenge I wasn't expecting. I feel myself taking more and more time to come up with an answer.

"No offense, Y/N, but I didn't mean to make you struggle so much?" Liz says, chuckling.

"It's a lot harder than it seems," I whine, especially when there are specific topics I don't want to bring up right now.

"Here, how about this." Liz breaks my train of no thought. "Do you have any plans tonight?" I feel a flutter in my stomach.

"No." I softly say.

Liz smiles. "Great. How about I take you out. We'll go somewhere nice and relaxing. That way, we can get to know each other better without distractions? How does that sound?"

"That sounds lovely." Liz and I share a smile, and before I know it, we're back in front of the coffee shop. I run up and grab the door for her.

"Pretty and polite. Thank you, Y/N!" Hearing what she says makes my brain die. So instead of forming words, I shoot her a wink and follow her inside.

Liz heads to the front. I make it back to my table, blushing like an idiot. And shit, I see that my phone and AirPods are missing. I look around and see Liz talking to another one of our employees. She must be explaining the whole not tipping situation. I hope she still isn't beating herself up about it.

"Y/N!" Max shouts as her eyes land on me. A worried look is written all over her face. "Where the hell did you go? I was just about to go out looking for you!" Max runs around the counter and hugs me. I reciprocate and catch Liz's stance change watching us.

"I'm okay. I just had-" Max cuts me off. "I know. You don't have to explain. I just get worried about you. That's all." A weak smile appears on Max. I give her one back. "Oh, and here!" Max pulls out my phone and AirPods. "When you dipped, I noticed you left them, so I figured you'd be back, or I'd have to go find you."

"Thank you, Max. You're the sweetest."

"Y/N?" I hear as Liz walks up to us. "You okay?"

"Yes, I am, thank you. Max was just giving me some things back."

"Max." Max extenders a hand to Liz. Liz takes it and gives a smile that does not give off the warm demeanor it had earlier. "Liz."

Something clicks in, Max. "Oh wait, that's why your voice is so familiar. I remember you. You were the lady from earlier, the one that did-" max stops herself, but it's too late.

"Don't worry, I came back with help from Y/N and righted the situation. Right Y/N." I nod. "Right, Liz."

"Oh, you didn't have to, and I'm sorry-" Liz's phone rings before Max can continue.

"Dang it. It's work. I have to take this." Liz excuses herself to the front of the shop and answers her phone.

I turn my attention away from watching Liz and meet Max's eyes. "So you and Liz, huh?"

"Me and Liz, what? She met me in the park on her way here. I just walked with her, and I needed to get my phone. Remember? Also, I literally just met her today!" Max rolls her eyes. She can always see right through me. "Whatever you say, Y/N." She lightly jabs my arms before turning her serious mode on. "For real, Y/N. You okay?"

I let out a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm doing okay. Naomi just got her way into my head again, and I couldn't stop myself. I'm trying, Max."

"Hey. I know. It's okay. I'm always gonna be here for you." I hug Max before looking back at a now stressed-out Liz. "Go save her." Max pats my back and gives me a shove.

I make my way in front of Liz, who puts her hand up, mocking the other person on the phone, causing her and I to crack up.

Liz shushes me before answering the other person on the phone. "No, I'm not laughing at you, Robbie. Something funny just happened in front of me. Look, listen, I got to go. We can finish this talk later. Alright. Alright. See you later." Liz puts her phone in her purse and pulls her attention towards me.

"Everything okay with work?" I ask, not trying to pry but just sneakily letting her know she can talk to me.

"It's not looking good, but that's not important right now. Give me your phone."

"Yes, ma'am" I take it out of pocket and unlock it for her without another word. Liz takes it and begins typing away.

She hands my phone back to me. "I just texted myself from your phone, so you have my number. So I'll text you the address and time for our date, and you just meet me there. You don't have to wear anything too fancy. Cool?"

"Cool." This is all happening so fast, but I don't mind it. "Thank you, Liz." After meeting her at the park, my day did a 180, but I'm not going to share that.

"It's not a problem at all, Y/N. Now I hate to do this, but after that phone call, there is somewhere I have to be right now. So I'll see you tonight."

Liz starts to head out the door before stopping and turning back to me. "Oh, and Y/N."

"Yes, Liz?"

"Miss not, ma'am. Remember that for next time. Okay?" And just like that, she's gone.

Part 3

[lu-sn]

#kpweek2022 day 6: press F to pay respects

chay & kinnporsche, chay & macau, humor, trauma bonding, <1K

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“Hia,” Chay says as he absentmindedly pushes the door open to Porsche’s office, eyes trained on his phone, “do you have a – oh, oh no.” He slams the door shut, stares at the door handle as he attempts to blink away the image of Porsche sitting on top of his desk, back to the door, ass-naked – and then squeezes his eyes shut tight as he cautiously cracks the door again. “Hia, I’m so sorry, I can come back later-”

“No,” Porsche yelps. “Chay, shit,” he says as Chay hears crashing noises from inside. “Uhhh. Hold on, just one second-”

Chay pokes his head through the door, gingerly opens one eye, and then the other in relief at seeing Porsche seated behind his desk. He’s still shirtless, but at least Chay can’t see anything below his torso, which is much better for Chay’s health.

Chay frowns. “Hia,” he says.

Porsche winces, then immediately affects a too-casual pose. “Chay,” he says, “what’s up?”

Chay narrows his eyes. “Hia. Why are you naked.”

“Hmm, well.” Porsche’s gaze shifts around the room, never staying on Chay for too long. “I – I spilled stuff on my clothes. Coffee, you know.”

“Uh huh.”

“And it stained everything, and, uh, it was scalding so I had to check for burns.” Porsche nods as he says this. “One of the bodyguards ran to get me a change of clothes.”

“Okay.” Chay raises an eyebrow, goes up on his toes to peer at the top of Porsche’s desk. “I don’t see coffee anywhere else. And where did your clothes go?”

Porsche is giving him a deer-in-headlights look now. “Um.”

“And are you okay? I don’t see any burns on you. Do you need lotion?”

“Uhhhh, no, nope, I’m okay, there was no damage.”

Chay sighs, deeply. “And why is there someone under your desk?”

Porsche gawps at him.

Chay points. “I can see their foot.” The foot in question quickly moves out of sight.

Porsche slaps a hand to his own face, groans. “Okay. I can explain.”

“I don’t think I need an explanation, Hia,” Chay says as he watches Kinn climb out from under the desk to stand next to Porsche, brushing off his clothes and straightening his hair before he turns to look at Chay, contrite. As the icing on the cake, he reaches down to pick up what looks like Porsche’s pants, then hands them to Porsche as Porsche stares back at him, aghast.

“Hi, Phi Kinn,” Chay says.

“Hi, Chay,” Kinn says, resigned.

Chay lets the silence settle awkwardly for a moment, then points behind himself. “Okay, I’m gonna… Hia, I’ll message you, I’ll come back when you’re – done?”

“Yes,” Porsche says, pinching at his nose bridge, “yeah, I – yeah.”

“Bye,” Chay says, and then he gets the hell out of there.

Once he’s fled to the other end of the building, he stops in a stairwell to thunk his head against the wall, half-heartedly hoping that maybe it will help him forget literally everything about what just happened. Then he pulls out his phone, opens a text thread.

Chay [11:02] : caught them in the office. bingo!!! 🤢

He doesn’t have to wait too long for a response.

Macau [11:03] : WHAT Macau [11:03] : NO WAY Macau [11:03] : i was so close too Macau [11:04] : this is rigged Macau [11:04] : it's not my fault hia and phi are way more careful now

Chay [11:04] : sounds like something a loser would say

Plus, if Chay remembers correctly, it is definitely directly Macau’s fault.

Macau [11:05] : i'm drawing up a new bingo board. we're starting over. Macau [11:05] : this is my redemption arc

Chay snorts. It’s not like he wants to be winning. Macau can take the next victory. Chay is a-okay with that.

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Chay [16:24] : Macau you can't put normal PDA stuff on the new board, I'm going to win in like four hours

Macau [16:31] : i literally cannot believe that i am suffering so much and yet somehow you still have it worse

Chay [16:33] : 😇

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day 1 - day 2 - day 3 - day 4 - day 5 - day 6 - day 7

[shojizbae]

Min Ho's Madness Party

MinHo x Fem!Reader

masterlist

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From the bubbles birthed a vindictive person. I got out of the bubble bath a different person. I spent the night pampering myself. In more ways than one. Too many sex dreams left my body wired and I didn't need to worry about my volume.

The next day came and didn't pay attention to other people. I spent the day hanging out with Florian. He was actually lovely to hang out with. He admired my paintings until Q rolled up and stole him. I broke out the rest of my supplies and started painting. It was so much more comforting to let my brain turn off for the holiday. I got some lunch with Q, Kitty, and Florian after a few hours of painting. I actually studied a little for the impending exams. I got back in the bubble bath at the end of the day. Tomorrow night two of my roommates would come home.

It was nice spending the day alone in the dorm. I didn't feel like the hermit I was 2 weeks ago. My phone was being blown up the whole time and we were sharing notes and tea. The weekend passed and the girls came home. I made sure to let them riffle through this new closet of everyone's dreams. I made another batch of maejakgwa for them to much on while we catch up on their breaks. I shrug off my break and tell them "nothing special" happened.

They thank me for the treats and disperse throughout the dorm. I receive a text from Kitty to come to her dorm. She insists that I arrive at her dorm in no less than twenty minutes. I don't want to go over because I know Min Ho will be getting ready for his date with Lulu.

It stung.

I did manage to pull on an outfit worthy of sitting in someone's dorm. I put on a pair of leggings and a sweater and pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I bring a batch of cookies that my roommates had yet to devour. I let my roommates know that I'm leaving and began the walk. It started to sprinkle halfway through the trip so I picked up the pace. I wave to Professor Finnerty and he smiles at me. I approach him and offer a cookie which he accepted with a shocked smile. He lets me go through the dorms to the room.

With a knock on the door, I get dragged by my arm into the room. Kitty lets go of my arm when I tell her to. She snatched the box of cookies from my hands and drags me to her room. I was put on Q's mattress across from Florian and Q who were cuddling but facing me. Kitty sat down next to them and push the container of sweets in their face.

"Why am I here?" thunder rumbles in the background

"What happened at Chuseok?" Florian started

"What do you mean?" I reposition myself

"Mon dieu, with Min Ho?"

"Nothing happened." I cross my arms and Q sighed

"Then what's the matter?" Kitty inquires

"Nothing happened." I repeat realizing my mistake "Oh my god, I wanted something to happen between Min Ho and myself."

"You like him? Why?" Kitty sounds reidiculously shocked and I get off Q's mattress and join them.

"I don't know!" I whine and join them with a flop "Hand me a cookie." someone puts food in my palm and I take a pitiful bite, "He repulses me. He's so mean and self-centered. And I like boys with freckles."

"Well, find a boy with freckles." Q states plainly

"Where? I don't go out."

"Well, Min Ho is throwing that rager on Friday."

"Why can't we talk about something else?" I divert

"Because I'm sick of hearing about Kitty's mommy issues!"

"Wait, Momy issues, what mommy issues?"

"Basically, I think my mom has a secret son and I'm like 98.99999% sure that Professor Finnerty is my half-brother. But the real drama is that I sent Dae my mom's necklace for Chuseok and he has yet to respond."

"I thought your mom was dead?"

"Yeah, and his mom died three years ago. I gifted him my mom's necklace but demanded it back when I found out he was cheating."

"So, you gave it back as a peace saying and he hasn't given you anything back?" She nods "Well that's fucking rude." Q sighs

"I'm gonna take Florian to the couch because I cannot be around this again."

"No no, I can hang this up. That's just messed up." Q sighs and get's up

"I'm gonna walk Florian home, you two can bark about this to each other." They walk out holding hands and Kitty and I both sigh and roll our eyes. The door is left open and I can spot Min Ho fixing his hair in the reflection of something in the kitchen. He throws on a pair of shoes and checks his phone before walking out of the dorm.

"Hey!" She snaps her fingers in front of my face, "Don't think about him. I know it's hard but just put him out of your mind."

"But he's everywhere."

"then don't go everywhere."

"That's not physically possible."

"you know what I mean, we'll just come over to your dorm when we want to hang out. There are ways to avoid him."

"Ok, do you want to rant about your family?"

"YES!"

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Nothing eventful happened up until Wednesday. Q, Kitty, and I were walking around during lunch with some smoothies and Kitty is whining about her family and Dae again.

"UGH Kitty all week all I've heard is 'Dae necklace Alex Yuri necklace Alexi, Yuri, Dae You're like a robot that's stuck on loop."

"Or a broken record," I suggest while biting on my straw

"Don't act like you're not a part of this! At least she's multifaceted! All day you're just Min Ho Min Ho Min HO!"

"What?" Min Ho suddenly arrived

"Nothing!" I froze up

"Please they're having a lot of girl drama you wouldn't-"

"Yeah I'm out" Min Ho stated and walked away

"I hate that you have to kind of be misogynistic to tell him off." I whine

"Well, what the hell was that reaction, nothing!" He mocks

"Yeah you really"

"Girl don't get make me get into this!"

We continue to walk through the courtyard and Q instructs us to pussy up.

"Why focus on this when we could talk about what you'll be wearing to Min Ho's Madness party?"

"why would I go to his party when I'm trying to avoid him?"

"Yeah same, Yuri and Dae would definitely be there." Kitty adds

"Well, Yuri is DJing so she'll definitely be there but Dae doesn't party. And at this party you could,"

"Watch Yuri Dj?"

"No both of you guys can find new boys to complain about to me. You could find a new boy to kiss." he placates to Kitty

"Oh my god, you're right. I can't believe I was going to stay at home moping about a boy? My god, I'm turning into LJ."

"What should I wear?" Was the question that triggered a tornado

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I managed to get through Thursday but as soon as classes finished on Friday, Q and Kitty flooded my dorm. My roommate went to her boyfriend's dorm to prepare for the party. So they destroyed my closet for twenty minutes to get me ready for this party. There was clothing all over the floor before they came to a consensus. They found a 3 piece pinstripe suit they really like.

"I just know Flo is wearing something similar so I don't want you to match."

"Aw you've moved on to nicknames,"Kitty and I coo

"Yes, but you're the focus right now." He holds the suit on its hanger and waves it around

"Well if It helps, why don't you slut me up? Like you can really make me appeal to the male gaze."

"No no no, if we're going to get you a date, you need to appeal to the female gaze." He throws the suit on my bed

"I have an idea," Kitty raises her hand timidly "When I was dressing you the other day, it was kind of hard to ignore the lingerie in your closet." I immediately freeze

"What! you had lingerie this whole time and didn't tell me!" Q seems to have gone off the rails as he frantically waves a mini dress around

"Yeah," I roll off my bed and separate some jackets to find the hidden piece "My aunt bough it for me because she thought boys would be tripping over me here. It's never been worn, the tags are still on it." I present the lacy pink body suit.

"What the hell this is gorgeous!" Q throws the dress and snatches the body suit from my hands. "Ok, Here's my thoughts" He riffles through the pile of clothes on the ground to reveal my shoe collection. "We ditch the vest in that suit and put this. Then, we get some heavy punky boots to juxtapose that softness of the pink. Then hmm, I think with the undertones of your skin and the color of the suit we add just a shit ton of silver jewelry."

"Sounds good to me, there's a cool pair of boots under my pants drawer." he opened the box to find some ankle high boots,

"No, you need bigger boots." Kitty comments. She is pulling clothes off the ground and puts them back on hangers.

"If that's the case, I'm kind of scared of these," I show some shiny over the knee boots with some buckles.

"Well, you're facing your fears tonight. We're gonna steam these in your shower so they loosen up. Kitty, we have to get started on your outfit."

We run over to their dorms and start riffling through Kitty's closet. and attack it with the same rigor. We cycle through the same treatment and then we do the same for Q. While Q is getting dressed I do Kitty's makeup and we steam her shoes. She looks so gorgeous. Q helps zip her into her dress while I straighten her hair. Florian comes over to help Q with his makeup and they end up making out so I decide to go get ready.

Once back in my dorm, I am confronted by the mess they left in my room. I take ten minutes to hang everything back up and do a quick vacuuming. I take my boots out of the shower and rinse off. But I realize that I need a much softer body so I take almost twenty minutes to shave. I blow dry and curl my hair with a face mask on and apply loads of perfume. I put oils on my skin so it feels silky smooth and put on that god-forsaken body suit.

It shapes my body well but, it gives my boobs an unneeded boost. I suit then take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror. I look hot. I look hot! I attempt to convince myself. I tug my skirt up my legs and sip myself in. It's a little short that I was prepared to wear and it was extra tight. That's fine it makes me look hot.

I start my makeup, a smoked-out wing liner that lifts my eyes. I keep the base light but apply a blush high on my cheeks. The main focus is my lips, I used a cherry-colored lip tint to make them look extra appealing. I start picking out jewelry, I'm wearing lots of rings, some silver hoops, and a dainty necklace. I decide that my legs need some love so I find a thigh chain with some stars. I put on the jacket and roll up the sleeves and add some bracelets.

I check the time and see that I'm almost late, the party starts in twenty minutes.

Shit.

I find a thick pair of fuzzy pink socks to give my feet some reprieve tonight. Then I spend ten minutes tugging my boots up. They're so fucking tight. I finally get the zipper up my legs and get thrown back at the force. I finally look in the mirror and straighten myself out. I apply another layer of deodorant and then more perfume then put my belongings in a shoulder strap purse.

I catch a taxi to Rubix and on the ride I see tons of texts I received.

'where are you?' from kitty

'why are u so damn late

'u better not be pussying out' from Q

'they're whining pls hurry' from Florian

I put us all in a group chat and share my location then say 'I'm on my goddamn way.' the driver makes small talk with me while I readjust my many rings. I wish he would leave me alone. We finally pull up to the club and I get out and he shouts something about paying. I just walk up to the bouncer and give him some goo-goo eyes. He lets me through the velvet rope with a smile. I hear the taxi driver shout one final protest before I slip into the building.

From the orange reflective hallway, I hear the music is already blaring as I step out. I hear the opening synth to Streets by Doja Cat play as I take the first step from the massive doorway. I take a deep breath and force the embarrassed smile off my face. I put on a confident bitch face and strut my shit down the stairs.

unbeknownst to me there was quite a situation happening under me. Min Ho was just finishing yelling at one of the bouncers when she walked in. She was dripping with confidence and hot. As she struts past him she smelt one of many expensive perfumes. He followed her to the bar preparing to make a move,

"Hey there pretty lady," when she spun around the pink under layer of hair was the first warning sign. But when he took in her face he yelled in shock.

"Ahh not again!" he made a mad dash as (Y/n) took a sip from her virgin spicy martini

"What the hell was that?" She asked Florian as he slid toward her.

"I don't know, he's been acting weird all night. he's like extra stuck up. I don't know." Q and Kitty approach us

"Holy shit you look hot.' Q states, Kitty merely nods with her bottom jaw slightly ajar

"Do you guys have something a little less virgin?" I hold up my drink

"Oui," Florian pulls a flask from his jacket

"Thank god," I hold the glass out to him and watch as he pours vodka into the mix "I brought some gin just in case," I pat my purse

"(Y/n)! I didn't realize you were so naughty" Q gives me a shocked expression

"Well, when you live in the UK for half a year, you learn how to hold your booze. But in Korea, underage drinking is such a huge no go so I didn't have a reason to drink." I down the margarita without a falter in my expression and place the glass on the table

"La vache!" Florian exclaims

"Alright, let's get this show on the road!" i grab them by the wrists and start to drag them onto the dance floor

"how can she say something that lame and dad-ish after downing vodka like a wellness shot?"

"I don't know mon amour, she's like an onion." I drag them into the booming music. It's deafening and a perfect catalyst for my body. The booze starts to seep into my blood giving me that extra boost. The music feels like it's caressing my skin as I twist and grind to the music. I see a few people eyeing me from the sides on the floor and motion them over. They join me in dancing to the bumping bass.

man, this Dj must have put something good in his mix.

I start to sweat after dancing in the packed crowd so I traverse to the sidelines to get a drink. I order something mango but fiery and fish through my purse so find my flask. I dump out a shot and a half and smile at the flavor profile. The booze only accentuates the sweetness of the mango juice. I decide that I'm lonely and take a lap only to discover Dae whining at Q and Flo.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"We're pretty sure Dae never got Kittie's necklace."

"Oh shit, she's so mad at you man." I snort and take another sip of my drink "You better find that necklace." I empty the glass once again and set in on the table. "Are you guys staying her for a minute?"

"Yeah, we were just making out." Q states with a smile

"Aw, that's kinda gross. can you watch my purse while I dance?" I'm already pulling it off my shoulder and putting it behind the two

"Yeah sure I guess, we'll just be here." Before I turn around they're already kissing again. I gotta find me one of those. I make a dash straight for the center again. As I move my hips to the DJ's rhythm I scan who's feeling me.

One guy is a little too pointy for my liking, and one's a little creepy but right as the chorus hits I find my goldilocks. The DJ. He's got this cool distressed orange sweater and he's playing a nice set. I make my dive. I approach with a smile.

"Heyy," my tipsiness dawns on me. He is so much taller than me right now. i look up at the booth on a platform.

"Hi, you wanna request something?" he asks in Korean

"Yeah, Maria by HWASA?"

"i like your taste,"

"(Y/n)" I tell him plainly, "What your name?"

"Myung." He turns some dials

"Cool name, Myung." I step up onto the platform. At this point, I'm basically screaming over the music. He grabs me by the hand and pulls me behind the booth. There are no speakers behind us so it's just slightly quieter than before.

"I saw you on the floor, you've got some moves."

"Oh yeah," I drop my pitch a little "You want to see real moves?" He transitions from his current song to Maria. I give him a searing kiss and bite his lip tenderly as I pull away. I take a step toward the ledge and aerial off it, those 7 years of gymnastics really came in handy when I want to show off.

The pre-chorus drops with a booming thud as I make it to the center. A circle forms around me I move to the beat. People crowd me but I feel like I'm giving a private performance. It's just me and Myung. right as the Spanish key change is about to hits I spot him from the corner of my eye,

Min Ho is standing on one of the low stairs with a drink in his hand and a clenched jaw. We lock eyes a moment but roll mine at him and find someone cute to grab onto. I find a European-looking kid as the music switches and we dance to the clapping snares. His hips snap in synch with mine. I pull my hair around and turn in circles with him.

The song comes to a close and I kiss him by pulling his tie and push him away by his pec. I make my way to the bar and get something icy. I skip the booze this time and find Q and Florian once again. They never stopped kissing but somehow manage to hand me back my purse. I pull my phone out and witness a string of texts from Min Ho.

I reply with a thumbs-down emoji and finish off my drink. I put the glass on the counter and right as I want to reenter the floor my bladder chooses otherwise. I waddle to a nearby bathroom but groan at the line. I find Myung and he directs me to the staff bathroom.

"That should take down some of the wait time." I skip into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. I feel five pounds lighter after peeing and I wash my hands and put on more deodorant. I readjust my hair and unlock the door.

when I step out Myung is still there, he looks even hotter in the stable dim light.

"Wanna make out?" I suggest and he pulls me in by my waist. I don't have a clue how long we spent just locked together. He felt like heaven against me and the strength he used kept me just barely off my feet. I felt like I was floating. Like I was weightless. Time slows when I'm wrapped in his arms, and I don't mind when his hands start to wander. It's only until we're harshly pulled apart that I return to Earth.

"Are you assaulting one of my guests?" Min Ho yells at Myung before he can protest he interjects "You're fired! Get out!" Myung runs to collect his thing leaving me alone with a raging pretty boy.

"What the hell was that for?" I slap his chest

"Why were you humping that loser?"

"Because I liked it." I drop a hip and give him a smile\

"You're disgusting you know he was trying to grope you? I saw his hand reaching fro your ass."

"I wanted it there," I grunt in frustration and stomp off. I find Kitty who seems past tipsy and talking to some guy in a green jacket. Before I can get to them Yuri shoes him away and give her snacks. They leave the table and I sit on the chair they neglected and angrily pull my flask out. I finish the rest which could only be 3 shots and put my flask back in my purse. The rush of booze burns my throat but I just move through it as Yuri starts her set.

She remixes 'Everybody Wants to Rule the World' and I jump around to the beat. I feel free once again. I shake my hair and my hips to the beat. Man Yuri knows how to mix this shit. Maybe I have a thing for DJ's.

Right as I seep into the rhythm the music is brought to an abrupt halt. Principal Han and Professor Lee stand on top of the DJ platform with the plug in their hands. Oh shit. I make a mad dash to an emergency exit by the staff bathroom. I take the side exit and find a cab two blocks from Rubix. I don't remember making it home but i woke up the next day still covered in makeup but clad in a pair of underwear and a big ass teeshirt.

My head pounds from the gentle sunlight filtering through my blinds.

Oh fuck.

[luffythinker]

i so so so so so love the journey as well your mind OP YOUR MIND

since they go to different schools i imagined while reading what you said Yo if he doesn't live far far away cause i dont know where ketsubutsu and UA are but we know Shiketsu is hailed as the UA of the west it might not be too out of his way to walk Deku to school...WAIT I RUINED MY OWN IDEA Deku lives in the dorms by time he even meets him so he couldn't walk him to school but i think Yo is gayer then Deku just a little (ALOT) fruityer so his gay ass would run all the way from school to visit Deku if he doesn't drive cause Yo is a 3rd year i'll get into Deku being like flustered about dating older by like a year or two jfdzbhjbthd like its not even older but he's blasting out of proportions like "He must be like so mature" and he gets to know him and he's like "Immature little shit, im more responsible one here" in his mind LOL

I bet they talk on the phone all night long. I bet Yo likes to come through his window so nobody knows hes there in Deku's dorm cuddling with his boyfriend. Someone comes in and "WHO THE SHIT IS THAT DEKU DOUBLE???" cause they dont remember him from the license exam and since it's late hours Deku could play it off as "i dont know what your talking about, there was nobody in my room, you alright there?" AND ITS PROBABLY TODOROKI AND TODOROKI IS QUESTIONING HIS SANITY LMAO

Deku leaving at random times cause he's not telling them he's dating someone outside UA and everyone wondering where he's going. Like hes not gonna lie but hes not gonna tell them where hes going. "Im going out." THATS ALL comes back after a date of fighting dumbstruck cause they kissed and he's hungry as fuck.

"I like the scenario we set in the other ask, of them kissing for the first time mid-fight cause it would be hot and impulsive and not planned at all," ME TOO

"they wouldn't know the other was feeling like that. They both realize that there is something there after the kiss, Izuku would spend the week freaking out over it and Yo is like huh guess i do like him after all!" When i read this i thought of it this way, Yo didn't even know he himself was gay, like he was in denial of being gay until he was kissing him. OH SHIT IM GAY? I LIKE THIS??? WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING? KISSING ANOTHER BOY?? HOLDING HIM? HES HOLDING ME TOO? I LIKE THIS??? my idea is that Yo is very chaotic in his headspace im sorry lanfrjksndvjfkt

"when they meet again (after 2 weeks cause Izuku likes to avoid it) Shindo is pretty chill about it and Midoriya is like .... ? is that it ? they decide not to rush into anything and just get to know each other better, so their relationship dynamic grows over time."

SEE I LIKE THIS, those 2 weeks are hell for Yo cause he's thinking about him morning noon and night. he wakes up thinking about him wondering why he wont call him or text him or try to talk about this but then again it might be a one time thing but disaster boy over here doesn't want it to be a one time thing maybe? he's questioning himself looking in the mirror wanting to see Izuku by his side, wanting him in his bed to cuddle with im sorry i see Yo as a little bitch baby i love him i mean this in a positive way when i call him a bitch baby.

If Yo finds out Deku is deleberly avoiding him he starts thinking Deku hates him or something or is anti gay or something and he's like "maybe i need to tell him no homo??? so we can keep being friends??"

this situation is so that meme that's like "Too bad your a boy cause if you were a girl i'd date you" they are fucking stupid i love them im sorry if these takes are not what your looking for im half joking half telling you my thoughts so don't take everything im saying complete seriousness.

Deku is the one not questioning anything cause he knows what being gay is, Bakugo will always be his gay awakening and he's openly bi just never brought it up around Yo, he doesn't know Yo doesn't really know anything about lgbt because he's around class 1A all the time and they are the most rainbow fucking people ever including his teacher we are not dis-cluding Aizawa as the skittle squad camp leader. Someone once said Deku's mom she always thought he was gay and was ready for him to come out to her like "whenever your ready you can come out to me Izuku ok? this is a safe place" and when he comes out he's like "Im bi" and shes like "HUH? OK not what i thought but im happy all the same you told me"

The thing Deku is questioning is "will we kiss again? i really like him but i don't think he really likes me that seemed like a spur of the moment thing, we were pretty heated and it was getting crazy. He wants to go back to that moment badly. Poor things decided to stop when one of them pushed their hips together a little too hard in the moment of it all, probably Deku and it was just going completely down hill in the best way but they really should stop.

"could see them working as friends with benefits for a while before catching feelings too!!"

LISTEN, if we agree Yo is the one who knows nothing we can work with friends with benefits for a while like Yo is all "hey i dont hate kissing you we could do it again sometimes if you want" Yo is the shy one, he's the simping one cause hes new to this, he doesn't wanna come off as inexperience but it shows a lot. However Deku is patient with him to a point tho, he can only go on with it for so long until he's probably kissing him for the 17th time in their makeout sessions, he's all frustrated and says "Can we just, please admit we like each other so we can stop beating around the bush please?" and it throws Yo so off his game.

And you know what? i'd even say Yo is the bottom in their relationship like Deku is a switch, he can play the role given but in this situation i can't really see it any other way

Your honor they are a disaster, I not only rest my case i put that fucker to bed, knock him the fuck out in his sleep.

OMG ANON THAT'S A WOLE ESSAY LET'S GET INTO IT

I see the appeal of yo taking him to school / or just passing by to say hi before the day starts!! they totally text all day and call every night, you know those couples who call on facetime just to see each other while they do other stuff? that's them. they call while izuku is studying, they don't even need to talk but just have the other's presence there is so comforting. also Yo coming through the window??? love the chaotic energy this would bring, izuku loves it

I LOVE THE IDEA OF YO GOING DOWN THE AM I GAY PANICKJDKJDFKJF he would overthink it so bad, he defntly googles am i gay quiz at least once a day until he gets to see izuku again. also him thinking deku avoiding him is homophobia is os fucking funny to mekjdvkjvckjfdk he does not know that boy is fruityyyyy, he would probably be scared as fuck having to talk to him again not knowing if he was cool with gay people (but i mean it's izuku could he ever really have hate in his heart for anybody...)

but i also like the idea of deku being chill about it, cause he knows his sexuality so i think he would accept his feelings much better in this scenario, the panic would come to how to tell this to Yo. (also not to go into the rabbit hole of Inko, but can we all just agree that lady is a fucking lesbian???? husband who left and never came back??? cmon lady we know u divorced him because you were in love with ur female best friend i just fucking know it, she would also be like incredibly supportive of izuku, she's the type of mom who gives rainbow socks for pride)

"Poor things decided to stop when one of them pushed their hips together a little too hard in the moment of it all, probably Deku and it was just going completely down hill in the best way but they really should stop." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA LOSING MY DAMN MIND HERE

AND YEAHHHH i can see him trying to play cool and just agree to keep doing this but mostly because he doesn't know how to act, he didn't get the gay dating rulebook. AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF DEKU SAYING YOOOOO CAN W EPLS JUST BE NORMAL AND DATEKHDJKDFK

i can see them both as switches tbh!! i guess yo as a power bottom, cause he's full of opinions so i assume he doesn't shut the fuck up during itvcjkfdkjfd and izuku is more of a gentle reassuring (but firm) top which fits perfectly in their dynamic

edit: i forgot to add but i was listening to mitski while reading this, and i must say 'i love me after you' kinda fits them a lot ??

[futilething]

I get these feelings of wanting to stay in a lot but I have a fear of missing out. Regular 23 year old things I think. Last week my friends went out and had so many stories to tell. I decided against my intuition to not go to the city this weekend. I got to my friends aunt's apartment, so clean, hypnotic view, nice neighborhood in ways you can't admit you like, something none of us can afford but maybe one day. Talked, ate, got dressed in a ridiculous but hot outfit. Other 23 year old things. Went to a scary part of town 30 minutes away in the air after rain. It actually wasn't bad to walk through the mist. The club had 20 other people in it, and was filled with fake smoke to make it look more crowded but it just felt stupid. The music was good then bad then good then bad. Tried to stand outside a lot because I felt like the smoke was poisonous. Danced in a way that avoided people. We were there to support my friend's hookup who ignored me and the friend and was honestly playing a boring 2 am set that I was mad I had to dance to for a whole hour. At one point I looked at my phone thinking it had been a 40 minutes already and it was only 2:23. Dropped my phone on the club bathroom floor. Went back to the apartment, skincare, ate cookies and mozzarella, watched Sex and the City and went to sleep. The episode Carrie dates a jazz musician.

Woke up, got expensive breakfast sandwich and coffee. Sat around at the apartment for a few hours, talking and looking at the street. Opening and closing the window. Went to bodega, got groceries. Met my friends friend from Vermont. We have the same interests but the more I think about it the more I can't stand them. For the first time ever, I found myself not wanting to talk about Brandy Melville, [redacted] podcast, being a Charlotte, and Rhode Island. We were even reading the same book oh my god... Sat with everyone, watched Sex and the City. Then went to a bar someone we had met the night before worked at. Asked for espresso martini (it seemed like a classy place), received cold brew martini with orange peel, disgusting, and spicy margarita, yummy. Got kind of drunk but it was free and this bartender club goer has no social media and only a phone number which is respectable. Went to a poetry reading in a tiny bookstore, good coffee. Realized everyone has the same thoughts. We all think we're so special. No one wants to die at a party. And everything is confusing. Met my taste twin's boyfriend, just an average man. Went to a club close by so early to get in for free and wait for our other friend, immediately went to sit in the smoking section. Texted friend more than I ever text in general in hopes of saving the night and he doesn't answer until I say we're leaving. Taste twin and boyfriend have left us at this point and I'm secretly relieved but I tell my friend they were cool. We decide to go across the street to another club while it's still free, I have no idea why and sit there for a while. Finally go wait for the bus.

Bus doesn't come for 50 minutes. We see our other friend at the bar while we're waiting for the bus that is a ghost. He comes to stand with us and talk. His dismissive hookup has ignored him once again but he said he "might" come by later. He leaves as we watch the hookup walk up the street and meet him. They talk for a really long time. I try to get a lyft and it takes nearly 20 minutes. I get a shared ride for 2 because it's cheapest and sometimes funny. We finally get picked by a driver and our friend comes back and says "I'm gonna cry can I come in the lyft with you." I tell him it's only for 2 people but I don't care and maybe if I tip the driver he won't give me a bad rating for pulling that. He gets there and the 3 of us get in, he says nothing (not even "for [redacted]?") and we sit in mostly silence the whole ride. We get home and my friend takes the fob and goes to smoke while I shower and my other friend lays down. I get out and he's still not there so I text "are u okay?" He comes up and starts spilling: he's sad, disappointed, mistreated. I make dinner even though I hate cooking but none of us have eaten and I thought it was a nice thing to do in that moment. We talk and talk, eat, talk. He goes to sleep and me and our other friend watch Girls. I fall asleep and have a dream the devil is trying to have sex with me. Seriously.

Woke up and got expensive breakfast again. Went to the park by the bridge and felt like I had nothing to say anymore. The wind was cold but it felt nice to be outside in daylight. Went back to the apartment and packed. Watched an episode of Girls. Took the bus home.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Where My Feet Take Me

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Synopsis: the boys chase a drunk Tom down the street and he tries to make things right with you

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“Hello?” Tom called out as he walked into the house. “I’m home.”

“Tom?” You froze in your tracks as a chill went down your spine. He came into your shared bedroom with an unsuspecting smile on his face, making your hands clench around the box in your hands.

“Hi darling.” He greeted you as he set his suitcase on the ground.

“What are you doing here?” You asked softly.

“I live here.” He teased before his eyes fell on the box in your hands. His face crumpled as he read “picture frames” written on the side in your handwriting.

“What are you doing?” He asked weakly, eyes never leaving the box.

“You said you were coming home tomorrow.” You reminded him.

“My flight was changed.” He told you. “What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry.” You whispered. “You weren’t supposed to be home.”

“What are you doing?” He repeated, firmly this time. You looked down at the box, unable to look him in the eyes as he slowly figured out what was happening.

“I’m leaving.” You mumbled without lifting your head. Tom slowly looked around the room, finally seeing how empty it was without your belongings. He looked at you in confusion and you nearly broke down.

“You.” You continued. “I’m leaving you.”

“What?” His asked, voice cracking. “Why?”

“You’re never here.” You told him with a shaking voice. “I’m on my own more than I’m with you. And when you’re gone, you don’t call. You don’t call or text or really give me any sort of indication that you remember me. I can’t do this anymore, Tom. I’m done.”

“But...what?” He rubbed his face as he tried to process what you were saying.

“I’m not happy, Tom.” You said weakly. “You’re a perfect boyfriend when you’re home but the second you leave for work, it’s like I don’t exist.”

“That’s not true.” He protested.

“Its not?” You laughed sadly. “We hardly ever speak. Look at your phone. When was the last time you texted me?”

Tom took out his phone, sure that you were wrong. He looked at his messages and sure enough, you were right.

“Wednesday.” He answered sheepishly.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “It’s Monday.”

“You’re leaving me because I haven’t texted you in a few days?” He asked.

“It’s not just that.” You whined and walked past him. He ran after you and stood in front of you.

“Then what is it?” He asked as he blocked your path.

“I shouldn’t have to explain it to you. You should know.” You said and tried to move past him.

“But I don’t. Please, baby. I don’t understand.”

You stopped trying to get past him and looked into his glassy eyes. It took everything in you not to unpack the box and stay with him. As much as you wanted to stay, you knew you had to leave.

“Thomas.” You sighed. “I wake up every morning and I have no idea if you love me or not. I can’t keep waiting for you to let me be a part of your life. I have to go.”

You walked past him and went out the front door with him following behind you.

“Please.” He begged. “Don’t leave. I can change.”

“I’ve heard that before.” You said as you walked faster to your car. You tried to open your car door but he put his hand on it to keep it closed.

“It will be different this time.” He assured you. “I promise.”

You looked at all your belongings in the backseat of your car for a minute before looking back at him. He was silently begging you to stay as tears slipped from his eyes.

“I just can’t believe you.” You shook your head. “I’m sorry.”

You walked around the car and got in the front seat but he caught the door before you could shut it.

“But, darling.” He cried. “I love you.”

“And I love you.” You told him. His eyes lit up as he hoped that meant you were changing your mind.

“It’s just not enough.” You continued. His hand slipped off the door in shock, and you were able to shut it. He watched you pull away as tears fell from his eyes, and that’s when he knew he had lost.

2 months later

The boys were sitting around in Harrison’s living room, all mindlessly scrolling through their phones. Tom noticed Harrison’s smile suddenly, then look at Harry and Sam. They shook their heads at him and Harrison quickly put his phone down.

“What?” Tom asked when he noticed the strange interaction. The boys exchanged a look, and silently decided not to lie to him.

“Y/n just congratulated me The Irregulars.” Harrison explained. Tom stiffened when he heard your name and looked to the other boys.

“Yeah.” Harry nodded slowly. “She texted me too. She liked my cameo in Cherry.”

“I wonder how she’s been.” Sam said, earning a glare from Harrison and Harry. Tom let out a defeated sigh and rubbed his face, also wondering how you had been. He couldn’t find the words to say, so he just hung his head in shame.

“Sorry, mate.” Harrison apologized. “I didn’t mean to bring it up.”

“It’s fine.” Tom shrugged as he got up. He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and sipped it while looking out the window.

“I talked to my friend from work. Remember I told you about Holly?” Sam changed the subject. “She said she’d go out with you tonight if you want.”

“Sure.” Tom replied, hardly listening.

“Give her a chance mate.” Sam suggested. “You might like her.”

“Yeah.” Harry agreed. “Especially since Y/n-“

Harry was cut off with a harsh series of hushes from the other boys. Tom returned his attention to them, knowing they were trying to keep something from him.

“What about Y/n?” He asked.

“Nothing.” Harrison said as he glared at Sam.

“Harry.” Tom singled him out. Harry looked at him apologetically and sighed.

“I heard shes seeing someone.” He admitted. Tom stumbled backwards a little as the wind was knocked out of him. He sat back down in the living room and stared at the wall.

“Dude.” Sam hit his arm.

“He asked.” Harry defended himself. “And he was gonna find out eventually.”

“Tom, you okay?” Harrison asked.

“I’m fine.” Tom replied as he wiped his eyes. “When does that Hazel want to meet?”

“It’s Holly.” Sam corrected. “And she said anytime.”

“All right.” Tom downed the rest of his beer and stood up. “I’m ready. Text me the address.”

“Don’t you want to get dressed?” Harrison asked kindly, noticing Tom’s week old pajamas.

“I am dressed.” Tom gestured to himself.

“When was the last time you showered?” Harry wondered.

“Or shaved?” Sam added.

“Wednesday.” Tom shrugged.

“Mate.” Harrison sighed. “It’s Monday.”

“Well if she doesn’t like me for me, she’s more the one.” Tom gave them a tipsy smile and opened the front door.

“Okay.” Sam said wearily. “Have fun.”

Less than two hours later, Tom stumbled back through the front door and flopped onto the couch.

“Hey, man.” Sam greeted when he heard Tom come in. “How’d it go?”

“Horrible.” Tom mumbled. “She ordered Y/n’s favorite drink and it was downhill from there.”

“Tom.” Sam sighed and rubbed his brothers back.

“Sam.” Tom whined. “I don’t need you to play matchmaker for me. I don’t want anyone else. I want Y/n. I miss her.”

“I’m sorry, mate.” He said. “But it’s over with Y/n. You have to move on.””

“I can’t move on.” Tom teared up again. “I love her.”

“I know you do.” Sam nodded. “But you can love her from a distance.”

“No.” Tom decided as he struggled it stand up. “I have to go to her house. I can talk some sense into her.”

Harry walked into the room right as Sam was trying to reign Tom in.

“What’s he doing?” Harry asked as he helped keep Tom in place.

“He’s drunk.” Sam explained. “And he’s trying to go to Y/n’s house.”

“I have to see her.” Tom slurred and went for the door.

“Woah woah woah.” Harry held him back. “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”

“She’ll listen to me.” Tom declared. “She’ll listen this time. I know she will.”

“I think you should lie down and get some sleep.” Sam suggested.

“No.” Tom broke free from their grasp. “I’m going to her flat.”

“You can’t drive. You’re drunk.” Harry reminded him.

“I’ll walk.” Tom said as he went out the front door.

“Oh no.” Sam groaned. “Grab him.”

Harry and Sam chased Tom down the hall right as Harrison was coming up the elevator.

“Woah. Where’s he going?” He asked.

“To Y/n’s house.” Harry quickly explained as Tom ran out the front door of the apartment building. “Oh no. He got away!”

The boys quickly ran out of the apartment and searched the street for where Tom had gone.

“Tom!” Harrison called. “Where did you go?”

“Oh God.” Sam spotted him in the distance. “He’s running down the street.”

“Come on.” Harry sighed. “We have to get him.”

The boys chased Tom down the street, but never caught up to them. Even while drunk, he was faster than them. Tom found your apartment building and easily made it past the doorman. The boys finally caught up to him in the hallway by your door.

“Tom.” Harry tugged his arm towards the elevator. “We have to go home.”

“No.” Tom fought back. “I have to see her. I have to get her back.”

“You can’t just show up there.” Harrison protested. “She won’t open the door.”

“I have to talk to her.” Tom slurred. “I have to try.”

“Just let him go.” Sam sighed. “We’re not gonna be able to stop him.”

Harry reluctantly let go of Tom’s arm and let him go to your door.

“Y/n!” Tom called as he knocked on your door. “Open the door please. It’s Thomas.”

“Come on. You saw her door. Let’s go home.” Harry tried to tug him again.

“Y/n!” He ignored Harry and called again.

“She’s not home, mate.” Sam shrugged. “Let’s go.”

“No. I have to see her.” He cried and knocked again. “Y/n. It’s Tommy. Open the door please.”

Suddenly, you opened your front door to see the boys with their arms around Tom, attempting to pull him away.

“Tom?” You asked when your eyes fell on him. Tom’s face softened and for a minute, he was stone cold sober. You couldn’t help but smile a little at him after not seeing him for months.

“We’re sorry.” Harrison apologized. “We couldn’t stop him.”

“Hi darling.” Tom said weakly.

“Hi.” You chuckled a little at the sight in front of you. “Is he drunk?”

“Out of his mind.” Sam confirmed.

“I’m so sorry for everything.” Tom told you. “I’m sorry I drove you to leave.”

“Tommy.” You said softly, finally seeing how broken he was without you. Your heart physically hurt from how badly you missed him.

“Please take me back.” He begged. “I miss you so much. I just want...”

Before he could finish his sentence, he passed out on the floor with a hard thud.

“Oh my God.” You gasped as stated at his limp body. “Is he okay?”

“I’m sorry.” Harrison grabbed his leg and began to tug it. “We’ll take him home.”

“Wait. It’s okay.” You stopped him. “I’ll take care of him.”

“Are you sure?” Sam asked.

“Yeah. I dated him for three years. I know how to take care of him.” You smiled softly.

“All right.” Harrison nodded. “It’s good to see you.”

“You too. I miss you guys.” You said as you pulled them into a group hug.

“We miss you.” Harry said as he patted your back. “Just keep an eye on him, okay? He does this a lot. It’s the first time he’s been able to slip through our fingers.”

“I’ll look after him.” You assured them. “And I’ll see you all soon.”

“See you.” Harrison called as they walked towards your elevator. With the boys gone, you turned your full attention to Tom.

“Come on.” You shook him gently. “It’s time to get up.”

“Y/n?” Tom asked in a daze as he slowly woke up.

“Yeah, it’s me.” You chuckled as you tried to lift him. “God, you’re heavy. Woah, and stinky.”

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled from the ground.

“I know. Stand up.” You commanded, and this time he listened. He slowly stood up and swayed a little on his feet.

“We’re going inside, okay?” You said as you wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Lean on me.”

You helped Tom into your apartment as he hung on your side like dead weight. His head was buried in your hair as you slowly helped him inside.

“You smell good.” He slurred in your ear.

“I wish I could say the same for you.” You teased as you held your breath. You carefully brought him to your couch and began to set him down.

“All right. Easy does it.” You said as you took his arm off of you and let him sit. Tom slumped on your couch like a rag doll and ran his fingers over the material.

“This is your couch?” He asked sleepily.

“Yeah.” You told him. “The previous owner left it.”

Tom winced a little as he remembered that you no longer lived with him and now had a place of your own.

“It’s nice.” He smiled weakly. “We used to have a couch together.”

“Yeah. We used to have a lot together.” You said softly as you sat next to him on the couch. Even though he was drunk, you could see the remorse in Tom’s eyes. He rubbed your couch with his hand and pouted.

“I miss that.” He mumbled. “I miss you.”

“I know, bear.” You modded. “Me too.”

“It’s been so long since you called me that.” He smiled a little when he heard his old nickname from your lips.

“I know.” You chuckled. “We haven’t talked in a while.”

“It’s my fault.” His smile fell. “I fucked everything up.”

“Yeah.” You said quietly. “You did.”

“I’m so sorry.” He told you. “I’ll never stop being sorry.”

“I’d be a lot more willing to forgive you if you took a shower.” You scrunched your nose at him.

“I can do that.” He laughed in his drunken state and tried to stand up. He almost fell over, but you quickly caught him.

“Come on.” You laughed as helped him walk towards the bathroom. “Into the bathroom.”

You lead him into the bathroom and let him lean against you as you walked. You told him it was to help keep him on his feet, but you really just missed his touch.

“Okay.” You pushed the bathroom door open. “We’re here. This is my shower.”

Tom stared at it for a minute as if he’d never seen a shower before.

“How do I use it?” He looked to you for help.

“You just turn the knob.” You laughed and turned the knob towards the hot water.

“Thats too much responsibility for me”. Tom mumbled under his breath.

“Its okay. It’s already warm.” You said as you ran your hand under the water. “Shampoo and conditioner are on the floor. The soap is in the dish.”

As you turned around, you saw Tom tangled up in his shirt with his arms crossed.

“Oh no.” You chuckled. “What happened here?”

“I’m stuck.” His voice was muffled behind the shirt over his head.

“I can see that. Come here.” You gestured for him to come over and he stumbled towards you. You helped him pull his shirt the rest of the way off, reminding you of that way you used to be. He flushed a little under your gaze, feeling more vulnerable than ever.

“You stink.” You scrunched your nose up again when his must hit you.

“I know.” He smiled a little. “Sorry.”

“I took one of your razors by accident. It’s in the cabinet behind the mirror.” You told him. “Use it, please. You look like a pedophile.”

“I’ll use it.” He said, never taking his eyes off you. You stared back at him as you fought the urge to lean in and kiss him right there. You took a step back before you could get ahead of yourself and patted his chest.

“Okay.” You smiled shyly at him. “Have fun in there.”

“I’ll try.” He called after you as you left the bathroom.

When Tom came out of the shower, there was a pile of his clothes sitting on the counter. You had stolen enough of his clothes to throw together an outfit for him. Next to the clothes was a glass of water and some aspirin. He got dresses, popped the pills in his mouth and downed the water before finding his razor in the cabinet.

Once he was done, he padded back into your kitchen and found you sitting at the island.

“There you are.” You smiled at him. “Much better.”

“I feel better.” He told you. “I puked in your toilet though.”

“Well then it’s a good thing I made you some food to fill back up.” You said as you put a plate of eggs and toast in front of him. He looked at you gratefully before digging in.

“Thank you so much.” He said with a mouthful. “I haven eaten in hours.”

“Really? You didn’t eat on your date?” You asked as you put another glass of water by his plate.

“I was hardly even there.” He shook his head. “I drank half the bar though. Wait, how did you know about my date?”

“Harry tells me everything.” You chuckled. “I knew you were on your way here before you even left.”

“Damn.” He laughed as well. You sat in comfortably silence until Tom remembered what drove him to get drunk in the first place. “He told me you were seeing someone.” He said without making eye contact with you.

“It’s not serious.” You shrugged. “It’s only been a few dates.”

Tom felt sick to his stomach as you confirmed his worst nightmare.

“Does he call when he says he will?” He laughed humorlessly.

“Yeah.” You smiled sadly. “And he texts me too.”

“Wow.” Tom rolled his eyes and took a bite of his toast. You got up and poured hot water into a mug before putting his favorite tea bag in it.

“And he owns his own business so he works whatever hours he wants.” You continued as you set the mug in front of him. “No weeks away in other cities.”

“He sounds perfect.” Tom mumbled as he took a sip of his tea.

“Yeah.” You nodded as you sat back down. “I wouldn’t really know, though.”

“Why not?” Tom perked up.

“Cause when I’m with him, all I think about is you.” You said sheepishly. Tom froze and looked at you hopefully when he heard you say this. You gave him a small smile and leaned your chin in your hand, raising your eyebrow a little to tell him the ball was in his court.

“I don’t deserve a second chance from you.” He shook his head. “I don’t deserve any of this.”

“Maybe not.” You agreed. “But I’m giving you one anyway.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?” He wondered. “You never had to open the door. But you let me in, cleaned me up and made me all this food. I broke your heart, remember? Why would you do all this for me?”

“Because I love you.” You said simply. “And l’ve been miserable without you. I should’ve stayed and worked things out. I can’t tell you how much I regret leaving like that.”

“It’s okay.” He nodded and put his hand on top of yours. “It was my fault. I drove you to leave. But I promise, if you come back, everything will be different. I’ll call you so much, you’ll get sick of me. And I’ll start taking you with me when I work. No more months away. I promise.”

“I really want to believe you.” You sighed and toyed with his fingers. “I already know you’re sorry. You left me about 40 voicemails telling me that you are. You’re lucky I haven’t turned one into a song yet.”

“I guess I am pretty lucky.” He chuckled slightly.

“I still might.” You teased. “Next time you piss me off, I’m making a single out of “y/nnnn. I miss you. Please take me back” and getting on the charts.”

“Please don’t.” He whined as he got out of his seat and walked around the kitchen island to be near you.

“As long as you keep your word and make some changes, I won’t have to.” You smiled softly now that he was close to you.

“Thank you for letting me in tonight.” He spoke softly as he eyes stayed on your lips. “Thank you for everything.”

“You’re welcome, bear.” Your lips tugged into a full smile. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your forehead against his, relishing in his warmth. Tom took the initiative to lean forward and kiss you for the first time in two months. Three actually, since he’d been away working. You pulled him closer to deepen the kiss, feeling like you never wanted to pull away.

“Thank you for taking me back. I love you so much.” He mumbled against your lips. You rested your head on his shoulder and gently swayed with him in the kitchen, missing him more than words can say.

“I love you too, bear.”

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[crystalcow]

𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 4

Masterlist // child reader ML //

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death, casinos

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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝗼𝐤𝗼 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝗼𝐰??

Quackity was telling you all of his plans

He rambled on for hours of his ideas for casinos and how he was going to marry Karl and sapnap

It sounded great

He had his whole plan set up! He even had Sam helping him with the building

But then he left

Just like everyone else

But that was fine! You were just with sapnap

Before Karl came running over rambling on about needed to move his library

He had a library?

“[Redacted] you need to stay close, please”

You looked at him weirdly

Who the fuck was [redacted]

“Karl my names Y/n you idiot” “flame..” “sorry”

He didn’t even notice it and then you had to spend the next couple days hauling over 100 books

“Oo hey what are these! The covers look really weird”

You had found his time travel books

Woops

That man raced over and in the kindest way possible, snatched it from your hands

“Don’t touch those, they are my special books”

You just shrugged and let him be, he freaks you out enough

So you all traveled to this area in the spruce forest and built a really ugly mushroom hut

But hey it’s fine! Foolish thankfully came around later that day and made everything better

So you stuck around

Maybe you needed this, this new start

Oh but prime knows that wouldnt last long

Karl started forgetting

At first it was simple things as just forgetting where he was or little stumbles with names

But eventually he was going away longer and longer

He started calling you by these strange names, some that sound Victorian and western and others that are unlike you

One day he didn’t call you by your name at all

You were hanging around the Sakura trees and the big yin Yang pond waiting for sapnap to come back with George

Then you saw Karl exit the library, running up to him for a hug

It’s been two months since you’ve seen him

You fucking hated it but you couldn’t help but consider him another parental figure

He loved it

But he just stood there as you wrapped your arms around him

Expecting the usual “[reda]- Y/n, I’ve missed you so much my sweet flame!”

But there was nothing just a sad one sided hug

“Hello? I’m sorry but do I know you?”

You were ready to cry

“I’m sorry, I uh must’ve mistaken you for the wrong person” “No that’s fine! Hugs are nice?”

So you left and ran into the library

Scouring throughout all of the books until you found them

The same 8 books you shrugged away

You read through all of them along with Karl’s other journals

You didn’t like going through his stuff especially, a whole invasion of privacy

The more you read the worse it got

What were you gonna tell Sapnap?

Who the hell is James, and [redacted]?

And why couldn’t he stop

It’s no use anymore

You were simply just forgotten

𝐋𝗼𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬

The closer you got to the large building, the sicker you got

Kinoko Kingdom was supposed to be your free pass

But somehow you always end up here

You called for Sam on the comms waiting for the beep

The inside looked great to say the least

“What are your past relationships with the prisoner?” “No answer.”

“Where are you currently resided?” “No answer”

“Do you believe the prisoner deserves his sentence?” “Maybe”

You put all your shit in the locker and followed him through all the safety checks

“I’m glad you didn’t bring anything with you”

You stood on the platform heart racing as the lava went down

It was like a ticking time bomb

The small squeaks and scratches of the hovering bridge

He just stared at you

That sick stupid mask was broken by tommy that day in the black stone room

So you had to look into his face

Lets just say he looks good in Orange

“Barrier up or down?” “Down”

He backed up into the corner as you stepped in

Smiling

Once the lava cascaded down your smile turned into a sick frown

“Hello” is that all he had to fucking say?

“Screw you. Fuck you. Damn you”

He just looked you a small chuckle escaping from his lips

“Those all mean the same thing.” “Well I’ve been living in cinnamon town for the past couple months, and I’m ready to fucking burn some buns”

Yeah he just laughed

“I’ve missed you Hot shot”

“You ruined our damn life!”

Someone went quiet

“If you didn’t have to have a petty little war, or criminalize children we could’ve been fine! It could’ve just been you, dad, me, and George.”

You were pissed, everyone just kept leaving you.

Tommy and Tubbo, Quackity, Karl, Dream, and hell even Wilbur

“You come and visit me, after not having seen me for months and you just yell? Not a hello or ‘how are you dream?’ ‘How’s prison dream’ ‘how can I help you get out of this damn place’ “

You just sat down ready to just walk out into the lava

“I’ve been stuck here for months! None of you even cared enough to visit me, hell even Tommy came around.”

You might have felt a little bad after leaving him

The prison was cold even tho lava was flowing right there

“Why would you leave the discs alone..” “Because I had to end it.”

What were you doing here

What were you planning on saying?

“So, what do you do in prison”

“I have a clock.”

You got up to go look at the pretty clock

Then threw it at his face

“Ow” “deal with it bitch”

The longer you stayed the worse the feeling in your stomach got

so you buzzed for Sam waving goodbye

“Wait.. Do they miss me?” “Can’t say, but I think this may be for the best.”

He wanted his best friends

But he just got the annoying teenager

Oh but that wouldn’t be the last

𝐋𝐚𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬

You got a letter in the mail one day

Who the hell uses letters??

You were shocked to see the address and the small post card

“Come around some time”-Quackity

Ans on the back it had the cords

Oh well what did you have to loose? Sapnap was focused on Karl

and well Karl didn’t even know you

So you set off

It took you a couple hours travel by horse to get to the desert area

The large sign blaring in the red text

You gotta admit the place looked beautiful

There was a giant dick and different shops

You were shocked to see this random un human like guy

“Hello, I am Charlie a totally human guy!”

Yeah totally not slime

“I’m uh, Y/n?” He reached out for a handshake sort of thing

“Dap me up!” “Another time Charlie”

Maybe when you had hand sanitizer

“Ohh so your Y/n! Mister Quackity talks about you all the time, come on in!”

You were skeptical but followed anyways

Stopping in your tracks when you saw Fundy

“Furry?” “Fire shit?”

You went over to give him a side hug, ruffling his fur

“What the hell are you doing here ginger boy!” “Oh you know, just escaping nightmares”

You were confused then just let him be

You walked to the entry way of the place

A beautiful pond with flowers and an arch

“Did what the place where Mr. Quackity was going to propose!”

Going to?

You shrugged it off following inside

You hated to admit it, but you were excited to see him

Yeah you really needed a parental figure in your life at the moment

So when you saw him, he immediately pick you up in a hug

You didn’t fail to notice his change in appearance

That beanie stayed the same tho

Thank god

“Hey hey! Let me show you around the place, we can also go for lunch and talk.”

The casino looked great to say the least

Loud music booming from the speakers, along with the live jazz band on the side

Slot machines were going off every minute

“Have a chip, something to remember this by”

He handed you a red poker chip

It was a cool one tho, in the middle has a blocky sort of smile

Creepy and dopey.. sick!

So you put it around a spare silver chain

“So how have you been kid? ‘Ts been a while hasn’t it.” “Could be better..”

You both walked around the city in silence, offering to go in the super model shop

“No” “why not” “keep walking”

On your way to lunch you had to squint at what you were seeing

“Oh my goodness you’re still alive?!” “You’re alive!?”

You and revivebur just stared at one another

“Yeah he came back after I died!” “you what now-“

You just stared at Tommy and back to Wilbur

Oh god those shrooms were messing with your head

You should’ve gotten out of there a while ago

Quackity came over placing his hands on your shoulders

“Do I have to execute you both? Get off my damn property”

“Sorry Q. Say, Y/n wanna join Lmanburg 2.0?”

You back away holding your hands up

“I denied that offer once, and I’ll do it again. Fucking zombie freaks”

You obviously muttered the last part

Why the fuck did dream revive those two shits??

When did Tommy even die??

Your visit here has just gotten weirder and weirder

𝐌𝗼𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

Quackity got you away from the brits as quick as he could

So he brought you over to his office

“So kid, how’s your dad..”

Ah you expected this question

“How the fuck am I supposed to know. He’s living his life, Karl’s time traveling! Oh yeah did I mention he doesn’t even remember me.”

He looked at you with wide eyes

“So I’m not the only one they forgot..”

You slammed you hands on the fable dramatizing the situation

“How would you feel about moving here? I mean you could work for me in the casino!”

You thought about it for a second

You have two options

1. Live in shroom town with bubbles

2. Move to las Nevada’s with Quackity

You were sure Sapnap wouldn’t mind

I mean would he even care?

He hasn’t for the past couple months!

“You feel abandoned there, over here there are hundreds of people. You’ll have the time of your life”

You thought about it for a sec

“Alright hand me a contract”

So you signed

Making deals with the devil huh

Little did you know it would cost you your life

Devils little soul

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and this is the finale! I will take requests for sapnaps child, and I’ll do some shit with Quackity and the casino and go in more depth if wanted!

As always request and ask anything! And ask if you want to be on a taglist (child reader or general)

For those on the taglist I don’t know if you wanted to be tagged for all child reader shit or just dreams child.. so please tell me :)

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