#woah i just realized these 2 have the same last name LMAO

[mason-ajar]

¡ recently got back into weak hero :) i love these

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[coneoo]

Ok so I’m back on my bull shit so

STRIPPER

Pairing : Toji X Reader

Warnings : Gun play, Daddy kink, Orgasm denial ect.

Word count :1393

Summary : You are just a bitch in need of money… maybe? Nobody knows at least you get cash. You work as a stripper for the cash and you love the attention you get. Although you love the cash you rarely take private dances only because you make enough money on the pole.

You walk into the doors of the strip club for your shift it lasts about 2 pole dances from you and you make a hell of a lot of cash.

As your getting dressed your manager walks in

“Hey y/n your dance is next good luck honey.” She said

“Yeah good luck I haven’t made much today” one of your coworkers say

“Thanks and alright” you reply

You chose to go with a purple and black lingerie set. Maybe it’ll get you the cash since as your coworker said today was rough.

As you walk over to the pole once your turn starts. You look at the croud as you start doing ya thang. You eye a certain man, he looks maybe 30 40 at the most, he has a scar across his lip and an entertained smile across his face, his hair is messy and he has his legs spread. He’s one of the most attractive customers you’ve had in awhile.

You walk over to him to do a little teasing but you have to walk back shortly after in order to make sure you don’t look like your favoriting.

As your show comes to an end you walk back to the locker room changing into something more comfortable to pass the time. Your manager walks up to you and says “Hey girlie nice job and you have someone who would like a private dance”

“Thanks and… sure”

“Woah dude is lucky you rarely accept them, and no problem I’ll get your money to you after”

“Alright”

You go digging through your bag looking for something good to wear you eyed out a red lingerie set with a thong.

You hope it’s no one scary but then again you work at a strip club so that’s a rare chance.

You bump into your manager on your way out and she said “Room 4d darling, good luck.”

You respond with “Thanks”

You find the room and walk in almost happy that the dude wasn’t scary af. It’s the dude you teased earlier, ngl u kinda happy you accepted this.

“Mmm hey darling what’s ya name” he says while eyeing you tracing your curves with his eyes.

You blush at the name and say “Y/n, you?”

“Toji, darling” he responds as you start the dance

“Mmm am I allowed to touch you” he asks

“You are touching me, and yes you are allowed to” you immediately regret saying that when you realize that you may have just implied something.

“Alright” he says with the same smirk from earlier. He definitely picked up on that sentence of yours.

After the dance he hands you a piece of paper with his number on it and a heart.

You might call later. But then you notice there was also an address on it and you tell your boss that your gonna check out early as she hands you your money for today.

You check your gps and holy shit this nigga balling, you get in your car and start driving.

You call him halfway and he picks up saying a nice “Hey baby girl, didn’t expect ya to follow through.”

“How could I deny it.” You reply

“Hmm let me guess your on your way” he says in a sexy ass tone

“Aww how did you know” you reply

“Alright well see ya soon baby, hope your ready” he replies before hanging up.

You don’t usually fuck your clients but ig special occasions for special people.

Your listening to music at the time when you pull into his driveway… it’s even bigger in person… hold that thought that sounded wrong lmao.

As you knock on the door it opens with a shirtless Toji infront of you he waved at you inviting you inside. Meanwhile your staring at his titties.

“Or I can carry you if you like.” He states

“No I’m good” you say as he walks you to his room

He immediately slams his lips onto yours once you get up the stairs. He picks you up and stumbled through the hallway until he opens the door to his room.

It’s huge and it’s grey and white with a mirror on the ceiling. The bed is made and his dresser is pretty nice also the room to his bathroom is closed so you can’t see in there.

Your trans stops when he slams you onto the bed and then you ask.

“Why the mirror on the ceiling?”

“You’ll find out soon.”

He immediately starts stripping you of your clothes to reveal your white lingerie that you don’t wear on stage.

“Hmmm that’s new.” He says in regard to what your wearing. He removes your set almost ripping them in the process.

He immediately latches one hand onto one of your breasts and the other starts playing with your clit. You let out some lewd moans here and there but he then sticks his fingers into your cunt. You let out moans as he pressed against your g-spot and then he moves his mouth down to your cunt.

He begins to eat you out as he still has his fingers deep in your pussy. The combo makes you go insane as you start grinding on his face as he lets out some low groans.

“Toji, I’m cumming.” As soon as you say those words he rips his hand and mouth away from you, and you whimper in response to his orgasm denial.

“Ya gotta cum around my cock first baby girl, got it.” He states it. It wasn’t a question.

He starts kissing you making you taste yourself as he’s undoing his pants and taking off his shirt.

You look down and holy shit 9 inches long at least and he’s thick too holy shit.

“What’s wrong baby, ya scared?”

“Will it fit?”

“I’ll make it.”

As he starts pushing into you he holds your hand and kisses you to prevent any cries.

Once he bottoms out he can’t hold in a low groan. His eyes are half open staring at you.

“Doing s’ good fr’ me baby girl” he states he then reaches behind him to grab something, he pulls out a gun that makes you jump.

“Don’t worry it’s not loaded and plus I wanna try somethin’ darling.” He says trying to calm you down, it works suprisingly and he pats your bottom lip with the gun telling you to open your mouth. You obey and he sticks the gun into your mouth.

He starts at an unforgiving pace.

Your muffled moans are the only thing heard in the room other than skin slapping against skin. You look up to see you and toji in the mirror, you give a light squeeze around his cock.

“Mmm baby your tight.” He says letting out a grunt at the end.

“Daddy I’m close.” You say getting muffled by the gun. He leans his head back in reply to your words.

“I learn somethin’ new bout ya everyday don’t I.” He replies to your words. He looks at you as he finds himself stutter his thrusts. He’s close, he knows, nobody ever made him cum this fast but he can’t complain.

Your moans coming out in a string of gibberish as you spasm around his cock. He’s letting out more moans.

He lifts you up now standing up, the new angles are hitting deeper piercing your cervix harder. He still has the gun in your mouth.

His thrusts become faster and sloppier he’s close to cumming as he pushes you up against a wall. One last thrust and you feel ropes of cum spilling into you. He smirks looking down at the art.

He lays you down on his bed and says “Round two?” You reply with “M too tired” he then says “I’ll take you home tomorrow don’t forget my number sweetheart.”

“I would never daddy.” You reply as he sharply inhales at those words.

He never lets the people he picks up stay the night or keep his number… oh well

[chateautae]

flirt | pjm. (m)

➵ summary :  park jimin is a notorious flirt, but so are you. when you both meet at a party after weeks of back and forth, it’s a matter of time before somebody gives in

➵ pairing : jimin x reader

➵ genre :  college!au, sexual tension, smut, pwp

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 4k

➵ warnings : super suggestive flirting, alcohol consumption (both parties able to consent), swearing, light dom and sub themes, soft dom!jimin, brat!reader, little bit of brat-handling, dirty talk, praising but also degradation? it’s hot i promise, use of slut, slight body worshipping, mentions of oral, jimin is hot and yes that’s a warning in itself, breast play, unprotected sex, penetrative + rough sex, bit of angsty sex, creampie cause i seem to not like it any other way

➵ a/n : and my first jimin fic is here!! dear god i love this boy to the moon and back so i got a bit carried with him lmao, hopefully this isn’t terrible cause i still need to edit it but your support and feedback are always appreciated!! <3

2 hours.

2 hours since you first came to this party. You’ve bumped into at least a hundred people, danced your legs numb, God knew how many and what concoction of drinks were inebriating your system and still, you hadn’t seen Park Jimin the whole night. 

The only reason you even dragged yourself to this party was because of him. You were initially bailing on the annual ‘one-last-hurrah-before-midterms’ party because you, like everyone else here had midterms haunting them Monday. It was Friday night and as the ever diligent student, you were planning to study over the weekend.

Though your nagging best friend Hoseok had other plans, threatening you to come with every piece of dirt he had on you until he finally sprinkled Jimin’s name into the mix. You couldn’t lie, it was the only reason you decided to hell with your education, wiggled into a barely-there dress and waltzed in with Hoseok ready to take the night on.

But when you hadn’t seen Jimin at all, you were left annoyed, pissed off and with a headache raking your brain.

Seeing him was a selfish desire, one you’d develop after realizing you had met your match when you first encountered Jimin. You were always fairly notorious for your flirtatious habits and touchiness, a sort of trademark of yours and the same was always said about a ‘Park Jimin’ unknown to you, sometimes described to be an even bigger flirt.

It automatically intrigued you, curious of what kind of rival you secretly harbored until one day, you chanced upon Hoseok who just so happened to be with Jimin. 

At first, you didn't think Jimin could be a daring flirt. He had this sweet smile and disciplined way of speaking that screamed innocent to you, his mannerisms and demeanor shy and introverted. He didn’t make big moves and so you wrote him off as just that. 

But it wasn’t until you started seeing him outside your class’ building, alone, and multiple times after that, enough for you to realize he was anything but shy or innocent.

You ended up observing that a) he was sex on legs, b) easily flipped between the persona of an angel and a demon and c) anything he did could seem flirting. 

You two hit it off without a hitch, your flirtatious tendencies meeting to form a relationship of mutual interest. It was clear as day, both your actions almost always held some sort of unknown intentions behind them, your every saying a double meaning. 

It became the norm between you two, anytime you met turning into a conversation riddled with innuendos, suggestive lip-biting or eyes that couldn’t help but wander. And you weren't stupid, you could tell he wanted you just as much as you wanted him. You two were dangerous, testing the limits of either’s control, hoping someone would give in and only left disappointed when nobody did. 

So when Hoseok mentioned this party, and graciously added Park Jimin’s name to it, you knew this was your chance. A party with buzzing bodies, loud music and copious amounts of alcohol was bound to set him off, especially if you were dressed scandalously and felt bolder with liquid courage pumping through your system.  

But it’d been 2 hours, and you hadn’t seen him all night. You were taking another shot in the kitchen, sulking by yourself and reflecting on the fact that you’d been duped by Hoseok. This party became useless to you, a mere waste of your time as you quickly discarded your cup and began stomping out of the kitchen.

You ventured further into the house to look for Hoseok’s 5’10 ass, tell him he’s the worst best friend for lying to you and that you were leaving this disappointment of a party.

You stepped around people mindfully, dodging them until you rammed smack dab into someone’s back, scrambling for an apology before looking at the unaffected victim.

Park fucking Jimin.

“Y/N!” Jimin beamed, holding a drink in his hand as he smiled widely.

“Jimin, hey! I thought you didn’t come tonight.” You attempted biting back your smile from finally finding him, shouting over the bass of the music as you met him on the dance floor.

“I just ran late. You know me, of course I’d be here!” Jimin raised his drink to his plump lips and sipped, stepping side-to-side in rhythm with the music. 

You couldn’t make him out that well, the disco lights of whatever lights system the only means of seeing him in the dark, but you swear the smirky grin on his face as he scanned you over wasn’t just a figment of your imagination, ecstatic that you already seemed to be reeling him in. “Do you want a drink?”

“No, I already had-” You didn’t get to finish your sentence as someone’s raging body stumbled into yours suddenly, sending you off balance until Jimin reached out for you cautiously.

“Woah, easy there.” Jimin’s arms quickly held you, flashing a scolding look at the person who bumped into you and pulling you towards himself. “Are you here with someone tonight?”

“Yeah, Hoseok! I was looking for him.”

“Why’s that?”

“I.. wasn’t having fun, so I wanted to leave with him.” You swiftly masked the real truth, your voice becoming less of a shout as Jimin encased you, just a few centimeters between your bodies as you peered up at him, cheeks flushed with heat and alcohol.

“Leave with him? Damn, didn’t know you two were like that.” Jimin flashed you a suggestive look, raising his eyebrows.

“Shut up, you know we’re just best friends.” You both erupted into a fit of chuckles as you hit his chest, your hand smacking against his jacket and now that you were close, registered what a meal he looked like tonight; ripped black jeans, plain white t-shirt underneath a distressed jean jacket, all pulled together sexily by his tousled hair, small hoop earrings and a Chanel necklace decorating his neck.

Dear God, how many times you’ve ached to kiss that pretty, pretty neck.

You internally groaned, habitually drawing closer to him as you enjoyed the warmth of his body, nostrils filling with the familiar scent of his intoxicating cologne.

“So I hear you wanna have some fun.” Jimin perked up, eyes amused and hands smoothing over your sides slowly after faltering from your arms.

“Are you suggesting I’ll have fun with you?”

“Of course, gorgeous, but up to you how we do that.” Jimin stepped dangerously closer to you as his voice lowered, your face tucked into his chest as his body blocked other people from touching you.

Excitement shot to your center at his use of a pet name, a common occurrence during your exchanges though his choices of which always an added thrill. 

“And what if I just want to leave and eat at a diner instead?”

“Then I’d definitely take you, food and you? A win in my book.”

You cocked an eyebrow, crossing your arms. “Adding me to the mix suddenly makes it a win? I’m not the one on the menu, Park.” 

Jimin’s eyes seem to blow out, leaning down as his plushy lips ghosted your ear as he spoke, tone darkened, “We can change that, princess.”

A thrill shot throughout your body, hyper aware of his lips mere inches from your face as your heart began to race, turning towards him expectantly.

You began advancing slowly to decrease the gap between your mouths, feeling him inch forward in response, letting him hover just above your lips for a tease before you stopped, “I’d like to see you try, Park.”

Then you abruptly turned out of his hold and walked away, making it through a few people into a hallway, allowing yourself to breathe. You loved teasing Jimin, it was an incredibly entertaining pass time but dear God, did it knock the fucking wind out of you. 

You were mentally recuperating from the fact that he almost let you kiss him, distracted as you stepped away until someone suddenly snatched your arm and pinned you against the nearest wall. You were honestly shocked to see Jimin, surprised he actually took your bait and stayed on your trail to stop you. His dancing eyes held nothing but greed, evident even in the darkness of the party.

“You know just how to test people, don’t you?” Jimin warned as he narrowed his dangerous eyes at you, holding your hot-skinned wrists against the cool wall. 

“Of course I do, it makes things fun and last time I checked,”  You brought your face to his and left only an inch between you two, “that’s just what I want.”

Jimin visibly grew less tamed, glancing down towards your lips as he tried breathing controllably, “Careful what you wish for, princess. It might come true.” 

“And if that’s what I want?” You titled your head expectantly, licking your lips as you watched Jimin bite his own. He eyed you the whole time, making it a statement to drink you in every inch of you. 

You could smell the alcohol on him, assuming liquor was the only driving force behind his actions but then contemplated his level-headedness, his coherent speech and clear judgment in this moment.

Jimin was choosing to chase after you, choosing to not let you go after weeks of incessant back and fourth and you knew you were finally getting closer to exactly what you wanted. 

Park Jimin giving in. 

“You’re fucking hot.” Jimin commented, eyes eating you up hungrily.

“You’re hotter.” You grinned and leaned back against the wall, cleavage unintentionally popping out for him and Jimin’s look immediately shifted, bringing his body closer against yours.

“You look submissive as hell right now, is that what you like? To be dominated?”

“Only if you like to dominate.” 

Jimin could feel the reigns on his control snapping, biting down to contain his raw desire to fuck you. He’s been holding himself back, knowing you seemed willing on your end of the interactions but never wanting to take the leap in case it was all just an act. 

But as he watched you go along with his every comment, staring back at him with the same devious eyes and practically offering yourself to him in his hold, he knew you weren’t acting at all. 

“You talk a big game, but can you put your money where your mouth is?” Jimin leaned his hips against yours, ensuring you could feel his growing hardness. 

“My mouth can do a lot of fucking things, Park.” You jutted your hips into his.

Jimin shut his eyes frustratedly before he re-opened them, a downright obsidian colour taking them over.

“Go the fuck upstairs.” 

“Wh-”

“I said, go the fuck upstairs.” Jimin demanded, looking at you with conviction so searing you in fact did become submissive. 

“W-which room-” You didn’t complete your question as Jimin’s deft hands encased you and lifted you off the ground, bridal-style.

“Jimin-!” You exclaimed.

“Say another word and I’ll make sure you feel me in your throat.” 

You immediately swallowed your mouth shut as Jimin cluthed you to him, core alighting with desire as he carried you up the stairs. Jimin arrived at the second floor and rushed towards the first room with an ajar door, shutting it with your feet after entering.

He made towards the bed and practically threw you onto it, stepping away to lock the door before leaning against it, arms crossed and serious. 

“You sure you want this?” His voice came out considerate, no haste or pressure.

“Yes, Jimin.” 

“You’re completely sure?” 

You nodded incessantly. 

“I need your words, Y/N.”

“Yes.” You affirmed, unintentionally becoming submissive as you awaited him, and Jimin couldn't resist you, not any longer. He made towards your smaller figure on the bed and immediately crashed his lips onto yours, knee sinking into the mattress as he leaned over you, splaying you onto the bed.  

He held your wrists against the sheets, kissing you open as his plump lips worked tirelessly against your mouth. He continued to swallow you, opening up to catch all of you as he sank further downwards to feel your body arch into his.

His wet tongue glided over your lips and you welcomed him in lightspeed, letting his muscle entangle with yours hastily and you instantly loved the taste of him. 

Jimin’s kisses began deepening, exploring your mouth like he was dehydrated and your mouth was fresh water. His thigh began pressing against your core and you moaned into his mouth as Jimin disconnected from you, panting for air. 

“Don’t fucking do that.” He voiced frustratedly, his full lips swollen and pink as he tried to contain himself. 

“Do what?” 

“Fucking moan, it does shit to me.” 

“Sucks for you, I’m responsive as fuck.” You snipped as his sudden confession made you hot, squishing your thighs together. Jimin took notice and he flashed a look at your core. 

“Responsive, huh?” Jimin let go of your wrist, sliding his hand down your body before pressing his fingers to your heat through your dress. You instantly gasped, arching as you felt your walls clench around absolutely nothing. 

“J-Jimin.” you warned him weakly. 

“Mm?” Jimin paid no attention as he lowered himself to your neck and began kissing, tonguing, sucking at a spot that had you cowering and squirming underneath him. 

You groaned as your free hand tangled into his hair, hugging him to your neck as you basked in the glory of his plush lips devouring you. He was laving and nibbling at your skin, continuously kissing the area of your carotid all while rubbing his hand against your clothed cunt. Jimin began rutting his body against yours, the tip of his cock prodding you the more he moved.

“Fuck you, Jimin. This isn’t fair.” You moaned breathlessly

“As fair as it gets, princess. You wanted to see my try, yeah?” Jimin suddenly stopped his movements on your core and slid his hand up your bare thigh, only to shift your stained panties to the side and glide his fingers all over your bare pussy. You gasped Jimin’s name and tugged at his hair harshly, the alcohol hazing everything over with sensitivity and trying to sustain the sheer amount of pleasure he was rewarding you.

“N-nothing’s fair about this.”

Jimin smoothed the pads of his fingers over your slick core, eliciting your incessant gasps, “Fuck with my ego and I fuck with you, baby.” 

He was leaving purple marks all along your neck and chest, moving down to the valley of your breasts and you whined headily, hating that he had such an advantage in this position. 

You immediately grew bold enough to push him off by his chest, detaching him as Jimin looked at you confused. “Y/N, what the fu-” was all Jimin could get out before you stood up and gripped his cock through his pants, his breath immediately hitching. He looked at you with surprised eyes, growing weaker in your hold as you walked him back against a vanity in the room.

You had no clue who this room belonged to, but you could care less when you were minutes away from getting fucked by Park Jimin.

He let out breathy little moans as you palmed him, shutting his eyes in bliss as he turned harder by the second, leaning back against the counter. You planted your lips to his neck and mouthed fervently, making sure you embellished his skin with your desire for him. “F-fuck. Y/N, this isn’t fair.”

“Fuck with my ego and I fuck with you, baby.” You mocked him and began rubbing at his shaft, sucking hickies onto his pretty neck and licking over the areas your teeth grazed. Jimin continued groaning, hugging you close to him as he fisted his hands against your body, trying everything to cherish the pleasure he felt. 

The person he’s been desiring ever since he heard about you, his every nerve thrilled by your ability to counter him, match his energy of constant flirting and testing the waters, venturing further than him sometimes.

You were just so tempting and Jimin wanted every last bit of you. 

That sentiment increased when he felt your hands snake towards the belt of his jeans, unbuckling harshly with need so apparent he wanted nothing but to stuff your walls, now. 

“No, fuck off, getting inside you first.” Jimin denied your hands, capturing them in his hold.

You instantly whined, “But Jimin, want you to fuck my face.” You pouted into his neck, kissing along his collar bones as you rutted against him. 

“Fucking God, I’m destroying you for that.” Jimin wrapped you up in his arms and switched the positions, shoving you against the vanity, your ass on the edge of the counter as Jimin stood in between your spread out legs, lips meeting yours again. 

Jimin lifted the skirt of your dress up and over your backside, pooling around your waist as his hands slid over your fleshy thighs to the band of your panties. He pulled only to snap them back against your skin, the contact making you gasp.

“Why the fuck are you still wearing these?”

“And why the fuck are you still wearing clothes?” You chastised, hands greedily shoving his jacket off him even with your mouth attached to his.

Jimin didn’t allow the action to compromise your kiss either, practically ripping his jacket off and breathing hard against you as he threw it away. He then pulled his t-shirt over himself, revealing his toned, lean body underneath and only leaving his Chanel necklace hanging over his bare chest. You licked your lips at the sight of his smooth and pretty body, the outline of his abs like a work of art.

You reached out to touch him, his face and skin flushed with lust as he watched you. “You’re so hot, Jimin, so pretty.” You praised, eyes ogling him.

Jimin smirked proudly before speaking, “Your turn.”

He searched for the zipper of your dress and unzipped hastily, peeling away the top to reveal your naked breasts and now it was his turn to ogle at you.

“Fuck me, you’re prettier.” He huffed out, eyes blown out entirely.

“Probably not as pretty as your cock, let me suck.” You pouted playfully and pulled him closer to you with the back of your shins, hands greedily feeling up his bare chest.

“Only good girls get to suck my dick.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me, you’re a fucking brat and a half.” Jimin started kneading your breasts, licking his lips as he watched you spread your legs wider for him and lean your head back out of pure bliss.

“I am not a brat, you just fucking take 10 years to get it on.” You snapped back, moaning in between at the way he groped your breasts, rolling the buds of your nipples with his fingertips.

“Sorry I was a fucking gentleman, didn’t know you were such a cock-hungry slut.” Jimin bit as he planted his thick lips to your perched nipple, eliciting curses from you as his tongue began swirling around, sucking teasingly.

“You just can’t fuck, isn’t it? All bark and no bite?”

Jimin scoffed darkly at that, sucking harder on your sensitive nipples before letting go with a pop. “I’ll fucking break you is why I kept holding off, you’ll regret this, princess.”

“Break me then, Jimin, please. Fuck me like you say you will, I need you.” Your arousal became unbearable as you grew hornier, rocking your hips against him for friction while he laved at either of your nipples.

“I will, baby. Get these off and I’ll fuck you so good.” Jimin tugged at your panties and you lifted your ass for him to discard them.

You unhooked Jimin’s belt and shoved into his pants, pulling his boxers and jeans down until you finally freed his leaking length, thick and throbbing to be treated.

What you always thought was right, his cock was pretty just like him. You graciously pumped him, spreading his pre-cum over the head as you watched him lean his head back, kissing under his jaw.

“So pretty, Jimin, just like you.”

Jimin stopped caring about any and everything and instantly grabbed one of your legs, spreading you wide open for him and situated himself before your entrance.

He brought a hand over yours pumping his member and moved you quicker against his hot flesh, looking down at the lewd scene and your pretty pussy aching for him.

“Look at you soaking, baby, so much prettier.” 

You moaned needily, the back of your shins urging Jimin closer to you again as you whined. “Jimin..”

“Raw?” he breathed impatiently. 

“Fuck yes, birth control.”

Jimin didn’t even take a millisecond before he was pushing against your hole, placing the hand that was pumping his member now against your pelvic bone, pressing down to feel himself sink inside of you.

You instantly careened, moaning out so loud that if there wasn’t music blaring in the house, everyone would know how stuffed Jimin made you feel.

“Fuck-Jimin! Stop doing that, it feels too fucking good..!” You nearly cried, the pressure of Jimin’s hand making you feel any and every ridge, vein and hardness of his thick cock, your walls drinking him in.

“Fuck you, this is what you get.” Jimin blurted as he buried himself to the hilt, groaning satisfyingly at your warm walls hugging him before plunging to make out with you.

Jimin began fucking you with conviction, determination to drive you insane for him as he spread you open. He thrusted fast and hard from the get-go, neglecting to set a pace knowing how much of a cock-loving brat you were. His thumb resting just above your clit dipped down to lightly play with your bud, tease it, all the while licking into your mouth and thrusting into you.

You gasped hard, so much that Jimin’s name was the only thing coherent within them and he swallowed all your sounds with his lips. Your body was on fire at the drag of his cock, shocked at how wet you were when he hadn’t even fingered or eaten you out, his cock doing all the work, leaving you only thinking of Park Jimin’s sheer power.

You wanted all of him so badly, wanted him to ruin you, destroy you like he said he would, fuck you open like he always insinuated he would.

“Jimin, please, harder! Fuck me like the brat I am, teach me a fucking lesson.”

“Princess likes it hard, huh? Want me to fuck this pussy up? Make it all mine?” Jimin’s words were so filthy they had you clutching onto him tightly, arousal gushing from you as Jimin impaled you harder, snapping into you.

His thumb continued its onslaught, your walls convulsing to his every stroke as you gripped his shoulders and kissed him, biting his plushy bottom lip as he fucked you harder.

“Mm, Jimin, fuck!” Your tits bounced as he pounded into you, taking his every thrust like a champ and he damn well shook the entire vanity, continuously drilling your hole as he gave no room for mercy. Your hands snaked into his hair and tugged, making him groan in approval and he only pushed you open wider in response.

“You pretty brat, look at you getting what you want. Fucked like the cock-loving princess you are.” Jimin breathed against your mouth, his skin slicking with sweat as he worked tirelessly against your opening, battering your pussy with an unforgiving speed.

“You would’ve gotten your dick sucked, but apparently-” you shuddered breathily, “I w-wasn’t a good girl.” You felt weak from his repeated onslaught, the bubbling pleasure in your gut keeping you going. 

“Yeah, so fucking behave and maybe I’ll let you choke on my dick.”

“Y-you stop playing games and maybe I’ll let you eat my pussy.”

Jimin only ticked his head to the side as he chuckled darkly, starting to propel his thick cock into your gut and raging at your clit so roughly, you gasped as you carved your pleasure into his skin. Jimin did the same as he bore his fingers into you, a hand squeezing your thigh harshly as he held your leg and your walls fluttered around him, moans growing higher in pitch.

“Jimin! I’m gonna-“ you didn’t even complete your sentence as your walls clamped around him, orgasm washing over you so quickly you barely realized it came. You clenched him like a vice and panted hard against his mouth, Jimin finally coming undone as well, spurts of cum painting your insides and filling you to the brim, certain he’d leak out of you for hours.

You felt stuffed, so full of him you were hazed over with post-orgasm bliss, mind unwinding from any trifling matter on Earth. Your forehead slacked against his shoulder as you both panted for air, sweating as Jimin held your weak body in his arms.

His cock remained shoved inside you, the throbbing letting up on both of you as your highs settled down.

“You..” Jimin swallowed dryly, breathing. “took me like a good girl. Maybe you can suck me off next time.”

“Next time?” You breathed labourly, turning your face towards his.

Jimin peered down at you resting against him, biting back a grin. “Of course, there’s always a next time with flirts like us.”

[moxleysreigns]

Slumber Party

Characters : Becky Lynch / Seth Rollins / OFC

Summary : A girls night slumber party turned threesome

Warnings : Graphic sexual content, rough sex, threesome, cursing, mention of blood, daddy kink

Word Count : 3,978 ( I got a little carried away lmao)

Notes : I haven't wrote fanfic in years so bare with me on this. Partly inspired by Slumber Party by Ashnikko

You and Becky have always been close to put it lightly. Both of you met at NXT and went through the ranks together, eventually ending up on RAW. One drunken night back in NXT, you two hooked up, turning it into a regular occurrence from then on.

Neither of you told anyone until Becky’s current boyfriend, Seth came along. Seth could see the tension between you two, he finally worked up the courage to ask. Becky of course, spilled the secret immediately.

From then on Seth was always weird around you. It was more of a “you’ve hooked up with my girlfriend and that’s hot but, I’m too shy to ask for more details” way. Becky eventually told you.

After learning that information you quickly put it to use, teasing Seth anytime you could. You would never do anything to jeopardize your friendships with them or their relationship but nonetheless, it was fun to watch him squirm.

Since NXT, every Friday night was “girls night” for you and Becky. You would drink some wine, watch movies, and hang out together, eventually passing out. Seth always took those evenings to hang out with Dean and Roman. “Poker night with the boys.” is what he always said with a few 6-packs in hand.

This Friday was the same. You pulled up to Becky and Seth’s house, walking up the stairs fixing your leggings on the way. You stopped at the door with a knock and immediately, Becky pulled you into a hug. “Woah Becks, watch the shoulder, you got me good sparring today.” You said, with a wince. Becky pulled back smiling.

“My bad Y/N, I guess I got a little carried away.” she responded with a laugh. “I still have to finish getting ready, I'll be out in a minute.” She ushered you into the living room and you sat down next to Seth.

“What are you still doing here Seth, did Roman & Dean cancel on ya?” You asked. He sent you an angry look followed by some type of complaining under his breath you couldn't make out before averting his attention back to the football game on the tv.

“I’ll take that as a yes."

Becky came out of the bedroom in a pair of black leggings and your merch that she had turned into a crop top. “Damn, babe, you look good.” Seth said looking up from his game.

“You know I have to agree, my name looks real good across your chest.” You added on with a wink. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Seth shift on the couch and you couldn’t help but giggle. You stood up, strolling over to Becky grabbing her by the hand.

“Well, since Sethie here got cancelled on we can go have a girls night at my place. You are my girlfriend for the night anyways, I want your undivided attention!” You said planting a kiss onto Becky’s cheek making her blush. Seth sighed into the couch “And here I thought I could crash girls night this time.”

“Absolutely not. Becky replied

“This is the one night I get away from you.” You couldn’t help but laugh at how adamant she was about it.

“Shut it Y/N don’t make me power bomb you through the kitchen table.” Seth responded as he pouted.

After listening to Seth and Becky bicker back and forth for a few minutes she grabbed your hand. “Let’s go Y/N.” Becky said, pulling you towards the door. Seth sat up grumbling how it wasn’t fair that you were stealing his girlfriend for the night.

You looked at Becky with a smirk and she dropped your hand knowing what you were about to do. You walked over to Seth who was now standing, grabbing him by back of his neck and whispering in his ear “Me and your girlfriend playing dress up at my house, I give your girlfriend cunnilingus on my couch.”

Becky laughed as Seth’s eye went wide at your words. You leaned back smiling giving Seth a wink as you grabbed Becky’s hand and walked out the door.

“What did you say to him? He looked like he saw a ghost!” Becky asked walking down the stairs.

“Just something to get him to shut up.” You replied getting into the car.

“Now let’s go get some wine.” Becky's eyes lit up at your words and you were off.

Seth stood in shock at your words watching you two walk out the house laughing. After a few minutes he sat down trying to get back into his football game.

He had to admit, he always thought you were attractive and the thought of you and Becky sleeping together was incredibly hot. He knew you liked to tease him about it but he couldn’t get his mind off of what you said.

It had been about 30 minutes when Seth finally decided to do something about it, grabbing his keys and sprinting off to his car on the way to your apartment.

Becky and you were laying in your bed, halfway through your bottle of wine watching “The Notebook” when Becky got a facetime.

“Who is it?” You asked finishing the last of the wine in your glass. Becky rolled her eyes and showed you the phone with the name “Sethie Poo” on the screen.

“SETHIE POO?!” You yelled

“That has to be the worst nickname I have ever heard.” You said grabbing the phone from her and answering it.

“What do you want Sethie poo?” You asked, still laughing. Seth's eyes widened at the nickname before asking what you two were doing.

“We’re drinking wine and watching movies, like we always do.” You responded.

“Well I'm coming to join you.” he replied quickly.

“It’s an all girl party.”

“Clothing optional.” Becky added which sent you into a fit of laughter.

She had never really joined in on the teasing you did to Seth. You saw Seth’s cheeks go red before he quickly hung up the phone. Throwing Becky’s cell back to her.

“Well that got rid of him.” She looked at you laughing. Everything was going great until you heard a knock 5 minutes later.

“You gotta be shitting me.” You both said in unison.

Seth was standing at your door with his hands in his pockets. You opened the door to see him swaying back and forth.

“You owe me $10!” you yelled back to Becky in the bedroom hearing her giggling.

“Yes Mr. Rollins, how can I help you, I’m kinda busy with OUR girlfriend.” You said with your hands on your hips making sure to emphasize the our.

"I got lonely at the house by myself. I brought a present, though.” he responded gesturing down to the bottles of wine sitting at his feet.

“You know the way to a girl's heart.” you replied, moving out of the way to let him inside.

“Put one of the bottles in the fridge, grab a glass and meet us in the bedroom.” you yelled to him walking back into the bedroom sitting next to Becky. Seth came in a few minutes later telling you to scoot over. He sat on the bed getting comfortable, uncorking the wine and filling everyone’s glasses.

“So what are we watching? The Notebook really?” Seth said trying to grab the remote from in between you and Becky.

“Uh-huh, no way! You came and crashed our girls night, you get to watch what we want.” Becky said swatting his hand away from the remote.

Seth grabbed his hand dramatically spouting off about how he couldn’t believe his loving girlfriend would hit him and how hurt his heart now is. You rolled your eyes.

“Both of you shut up and watch the movie.” You responded nudging them both.

By the time the end credits were rolling the three of you had gone through 2 1/2 bottles of wine. Becky was curled into your side asleep as you played with her hair. Seth sat up seeing Becky cuddling you got on his nerves, he sighed.

”You know, you could wait until I leave to get all cuddly with MY girlfriend. He spat a little angrier than he intended it to be. You sighed sitting up as Becky shifted with you.

“You came in, crashed our girls night, and then get upset when Becky cuddles into me. Need I remind you she was my girlfriend first?” You retorted smirking.

Seth leaned into your ear and your breathing hitched. “You may have been her girlfriend first, but who gets to fuck her every night Y/N?”

He leaned over, pleased with the look on your face, grabbing the remote and turning on a different movie. “You may fuck her every night Seth, but I bet you I eat her better than you ever could.”

You saw the look of anger in Seth's eyes knowing you pushed the right button to get under his skin. "Why don’t you wake her up and ask her, I would love to hear her response.”

Before you could say anything Becky sat up rubbing her eyes. “If you two don’t stop arguing about me I’m gonna just have to fuck you both.” Both yours and Seth’s eyes went wide at the statement.

"I- uh what babe?” Seth responded after a few seconds. You were so dumbfounded you couldn't even think of a response. Becky scooted in between you two quickly.

"I said, if you two don't start arguing about me I'm gonna have to fuck you both." Beck retorted as she leaned in to kiss Seth.

"Alright Becks, I love you but you're drunk right now. Let's call it a night okay? I can call you guys an uber." You responded reaching for your phone. Becky quickly swatted it out of your hand.

"Y/N, you're telling me you haven't thought about fucking me again? it has been a while you know." Becky said, pulling you into a kiss. You had to admit that you did miss sleeping with her, you thought about it often in all honesty.

You didn't even have time to respond before she was pulling on your shirt begging you to take it off. Seth watched in amazement as you broke the kiss and quickly discarded it, realizing you weren't wearing a bra underneath.

Becky pulled Seth into her grabbing his hand and putting it onto your breast. You gasped into Becky's mouth at the sudden contact. Seth tweaked on your hard nipple while Becky trailed her hand down your stomach and into your black leggings. Slipping a finger in between your already dripping folds you bucked your hips quickly begging to be touched by her like old times.

“Please Becks.” were the only words you could muster as she took your leggings and underwear off. Leaving yourself completely vulnerable in front of your two best friends.

Becky leaned back pulling Seth into a kiss as she smacked the inside of your right thigh. You yelped in response, Becky taking that as a sign to go forward. She quickly used her finger dipping into your dripping core and curling to find your g-spot. Your back arched as you watch Becky and Seth in a heated make out session.

Seth broke the kiss looking at you a writhing mess just from one finger of his girlfriend. Seth took his thumb putting pressure, rubbing harsh circles on your clit. You quickly felt your orgasm building. The bundle of fire in your stomach begging to be let go.

“Seth- Becks- please I’m gonna...” was all you could say before you were cumming hard, screaming both of their names. It took you a second to catch your breath. You looked up to see Seth sucking on Becky’s fingers. He pulled you into a kiss letting you taste yourself.

"You two have too much clothes on." you said realizing you were completely naked in front of your two very clothed friends. Becky and Seth laughed immediately ripping off their clothes.

Once they were both completely underdressed you got up, pushing Seth onto his back. You pulled Becky into a kiss, your hands traveling down her body.

You have always been mesmerized by Becky's body, every curve, every freckle, the way she moved underneath you. She has, and will always be your favorite addiction.

"I've missed you so much!" you said as she pulled away from the kiss

"I've missed you even more baby girl." You were both so enthralled by each other you completely forgot Seth was laying underneath you two watching with lust in his eyes.

Both of your attention quickly turned to Seth. The whine he let out as you stroked his hard cock was like music to your ears. Slowly stroking his dick as Becky sucked on his balls sent him into a frenzy, he was writhing underneath you both begging to be touched.

"Please , blow me Y/N, please baby I need it so bad".

Feeling like he had begged enough you quickly took him into your mouth, relaxing your throat letting him hit the back of it. You deep throated his cock, giving his balls little kitten licks as you bobbed your head up and down. Becky pulled your hair into a makeshift ponytail as she praised you for how well you're sucking her man's cock.

"You look so pretty taking his dick baby girl, show him how good that tongue is"

You moaned around Seth making his hips buck. Becky quickly pushed his hips back down before bending down to kiss him. Your hand reached up to smack her ass and she moaned into Seth's mouth. She pulled you off of her boyfriend with a POP and devoured you into a kiss begging to taste her man on your tongue.

While Becky was distracted by your kiss you slipped a finger in between her folds teasing her. Her hips moved with your hand, her sensitive nub begging to be touched.

"Please baby girl, please touch me. Don't make me beg." You pushed Becky down onto the bed, her back hitting the spot right next to Seth. Kissing her again, you trailed your hands up her body, feeling her shiver just from this small touch.

Moving to the nape of her neck you placed small hickeys there marking her as your own. Seth took this time to move to the other side of her, leaving identical marks on the opposite side of Becky's neck. The two of you were fighting for dominance over her. Becky loving every second of it. The thought of her boyfriend and ex-lover fighting over who got to touch her made her melt.

Seth quickly moved down Becky's body, leaving open mouth kisses on every part of her skin. He found her breasts taking one into his mouth while you took the other. Becky was so close to her orgasm already, thrashing in the bed as you both sucked on her perky nipples. Leaving more hickeys on her chest, down her stomach. Nipping at the skin on her hips as Seth got in between her legs.

Peppering small kisses on Becky's thighs, Seth knew all the right buttons to push on Becky, slowly pushing her over the edge to beg for what she needed most. Seth licked a long stripe up Becky's core stopping to suck on her clit gently.

"Please daddy, please give me what i need. Eat me out baby please" Becky gasped out begging enough to make Seth smirk. In seconds, he was devouring Becky, one finger inserting into her dripping cunt, curling slightly to find the spot that would make her scream.

You watched closely as Seth ate Becky out, playing with yourself letting small moans out as your finger dipped into your pussy, teasing yourself. Becky pulled you up above her head. Getting the hint quickly you sat on Becky's face. Nibbling onto your clit gently sending chills down your spine as you rode her tongue gracefully. The sounds of moans and faint curses filling the room quickly.

You looked down to see Seth lining himself up with Becky's entrance. You bent over to lick on her clit as he pushed in slowly, hissing at how tight she was. Seth pulled you up by your hair, kissing you hungrily.

"You're gonna watch me fuck your girl, once she cums all over my dick you're gonna lick it up. Do you understand me?" Seth asked you as he yanked your head back by your hair, biting into your neck hard enough to draw blood.

"Yes Seth, I understand" As soon as you finished your sentence he pulled you back into a kiss, both of you moaning into it.

Seth grabbed your neck choking you, "You call me Daddy in bed baby girl." He said as he let you go, watching you gasp to fill your lungs with air.

Becky was still having her way with your dripping cunt as you ground against her mouth begging for more contact. Becky stuck her tongue out, letting you ride her face as you pleased. You quickened your pace, knowing you were about to cum all over her mouth. She quickly stuck two fingers into you, immediately finding your g spot. Thinking you couldn't be stimulated anymore was a mistake, you felt Seth taking your right nipple into his mouth sucking hard and biting gently.

Soon enough you were in the clouds, your orgasm washing over you as you fell forward onto Becky's body. Your body spasming as she continued to lick your core, helping you ride through your orgasm.

Seth pulled you off of Becky's face flipping the two of them over. Becky pulled you into her as she bounced on Seth's cock. Twisting her nipples gently sending ripples of pleasure through her entire body. With one hand still working her nipples, the other dancing down her body finding her clit rubbing harsh circles. Becky was a mess in front of you, clawing at Seth's chest which made him whine, bucking his hips into her. With each thrust Seth was hitting her g-spot. It didn't take long before Becky was seeing stars.

She began grinding down on Seth as she rode out her orgasm. Her head lulled back onto your shoulders as she came down from her high. Kissing you softly, cupping your face with both hands. Grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking he whispered in your ear.

"You remember what daddy said right? Get down there and suck the cum off of his cock." Biting at your earlobe sending chills throughout your body.

Your hair was yanked into a makeshift ponytail again as you lowered your mouth onto Seth's throbbing cock. Swirling your tongue around his tip before taking all of him into your mouth. Hollowing out your cheeks you sucked hard, cleaning all of Becky's cum off of Seth's dick. Seth bucked his hips into your face as you went down farther. As soon as he felt you relax your throat his hands overtook the ponytail Becky had your hair in. He used your hair to help guide you, bobbing your head quickly. Sliding your tongue over his head every time you came up.

Seth finally pulled you off of him, your eyes watering and spit soaking your lips connecting to the tip of his dick. You hadn't realized Becky was behind you until you felt a smack on your ass. Arching your back into the slap you felt another come down on the other cheek.

"You look so pretty gagging on his dick, do you know that Y/N?" Becky asked, sliding a finger over your cunt. You whined in response. Plunging two fingers into you quickly Becky felt you squeeze around her.

"You're close already aren't you baby, I can feel you clenching around me. Can you take another finger? I know you can. Breathe for me baby girl." All you could do was nod quickly, pushing back onto Becky's fingers, your body practically begging for more.

Taking Seth's dick back into your mouth you bobbed your head furiously. A hand coming up to play with his balls almost sending him over the edge.

"You better stop, before I cum in the pretty little mouth of yours." Seth growled, "I wanna fuck that tight pussy before I do" Yanking your head back again biting at your chin leaving a mark that will definitely be seen in the morning.

"Hands and knees now." Becky whispered as she pulled her fingers out of your pussy. You obeyed getting on your knees with your stomach against the bed. You wiggled your butt hearing both Becky and Seth groan at the sight.

Seth thrusted hard into you, giving no time to adjust as you screamed in pleasure. Your eyes tearing up from all the stimulation of the night. Feeling the bed dip behind you, you realized Becky was now underneath your body. Sucking on Seth's balls as he fucked into you. You could feel Becky's mouth inching up to your clit reaching down and pulling on her hair.

Becky smirked as she was kissing your thigh. "Be patient baby girl, or I'll make Daddy stop and you won't cum again."

"I'll be good I promise just please, please eat me while Daddy fucks me." Both Becky and Seth growled at your words. Seth's speed picking up as Becky worked her tongue on your clit. You couldn't think straight, you couldn't see straight. Pleasure was completely taking over your body. Burying your face into the mattress to stifle your screams.

"Don't you fucking dare keep quiet baby." Seth practically yelled as he smacked your ass. "I wanna hear how good you're feeling right now." Seth pulled you up to his chest, making you look down as you watched Becky eat you out.

You could feel the pressure building in your stomach, your orgasm was coming any second. "Please, Please I'm gonna cum!" You said in between moans. Your body tensing up as you were pushed back onto the bed.

"Cum on this dick now!" Seth said as his hand came down on your ass, instantly sending you over the edge. Everything went black as your third orgasm of the night completely took over your senses. A string of moans and curses falling from your lips.

After coming back you realize Seth's thrusts are getting sloppy. He's so close to cumming, your orgasm almost sending him over the edge. His thrusts becoming faster, harder, his cock begging to release.

"Both of you on your knees now." Seth barked the order at both of you before pulling out of your sensitive core. You and Becky were on your knees as quick as possible, tongues out waiting for Seth's seed to release into your mouths.

You took his dick into your hand, pumping fast as a string of profanities left Seth's lips. His hips thrusting into your hand. Seth's cock was throbbing.

Spurts of cum were going into both yours and Becky's mouth. Both of you holding him up, his orgasm taking everything out of him. Becky and you swallowed at the same time as Seth sat down on the bed kissing Becky and then you.

Falling onto the bed you feel Becky curl into you, her hand resting on your hip as she nuzzled into your neck. Seth spooned into the back of her. All of your bodies molding together like they were made for each other.

As you were drifting off to sleep you heard Seth chuckle. "I might crash girls night more often." He said kissing Becky on the head and reaching to take your hand. Kissing his knuckles and smiling. "I think I'd like that, what about you Becks?"

The only response you got from Becky was soft snoring. Both you and Seth looked at her and giggled before drifting off to sleep yourselves.

[ghxstlike]

how karasuno met their s/o part 2!!

characters: yamaguchi, tsukishima, asahi, yachi, kiyoko and coach ukai!

TW: mentions of a panic attack!! be safe <3

for kiyoko and yachi, the reader is female :))

asahi

SCARED THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF U IN THE LUNCH LINE

he just wanted some lunch!! he didn’t want to scare u :(

you heard a scary voice saying:

“move.” behind u

BUT HE SAID “can you move please!!!!! it’s my favorite lunch and i’m scared it’s gonna run out :(”

you looked at his face, it seemed dark and menacing. with that little stubble and man bun.

YOU YELPED AND WAS LIKE WHAT THE FIXKDOXKXKCK

he freaked out and was SWEATING

“i didn’t mean to scare you!!!!”

you sighed in relief, “it’s okay, i thought you were gonna kill me.”

permanent :( face

HE IS A GIANT SO LIKE

HE HAD TO LOOK DOWN AT U

AND U HAVE TO CRANE UR NECK UP AT HIM

he thinks ur adorable

HES SEEEN U IN THE HALLWAYS AND LOOKS THE OTHER DIRECTION

u always have ur hair in a ponytail, so you blew ur hair out of ur face

YOURE SO CUTEHEHEIEKDOEK

“YOURE CUTE.”

ASAHI WHAT THEENKDKDKDKDKDKX

HE BLUSHES SO RED

you GIGGLED LSSKSKSKSKS

“thank you, gentle giant.”

he’s whipped over u and he’s just speaking to you for the first time

YOUR NICKNAME FOR HIM WHEN U GUYS ARE DATING IS GENTLE GIANT

yamaguchi

you were singing in a empty band room

“i’m mr. loverman.”

he thought you had a GORGEOUS SINGING VOICE so he stayed near the band room for a bit

he just needed to get a drink so

your voice had so much emotion, he thought it was lovely.

you started crying and screaming

“i miss my lover, man.”

he, of course, heard, and was like NO NO NO

BURSTS INTO THE ROOM

yOU SCREECHED SO LOUDDUISJDND

“ARE YOU OKAY???”

yes, yama, they’re fine.

the song ended, and you wiped the tears off your cheeks

“yes, i’m okay. just a bad day.”

worried baby :((

“can i help??”

“what’s wrong?”

you chuckled, “what’s your name?”

“yamaguchi tadashi!” his cheeks are pink

“you also have a great singing voice 👉👈”

“what’s your name?”

HE JUST WORD VOMITS CUZ HES SO SCARED KAALKAKAAK

he’s talking to a cute person omgomg

“y/n.”

YOU SMILED SHYLY UR SO FRICKING CUTEHEHEJNDDK

“can i sit with you? and you can talk about your feelings????”

he’s so scared of what ur gonna say

“okay yama-san,” HE BLUSHED MORE CUZ THE NICKNAME

“sit down with me.”

tsukishima

u guys are in the same class :D

BUT you are so fricking shy so all you do in class is doodle

tsukki sits right next to u

he thinks ur doodles are cute but shhhhh no one but him will ever know ;}

he’s a peeping tom cuz he wants to see ur drawings

ONE DAY YOU LOOKED OVER AT TSUKKI AND AND AND

the sun was shining, the brightness coming over him in the most beautiful way. he was paying attention to the teacher, writing down notes.

YOU SAW A PIECE OF HIS HAIR FALL INTO HIS EYES HES SO CUTEHEHEJEKDKD

HE BLOWS IT AWAY THATS KINDA HOT SIR

why he so pretty for UGH

you decided to draw him :D

AFTER UR DONE THE BELL RINGS

ur like AH SHIT SHIT

ur packing up so quick that you don’t notice the tsukki drawing on the floor

you run out of the room, going to ur next class.

he thinks ur the cutest when he sees ur little body shuffle out the classroom door

but when r u not cute um!!!

tsukki sees your paper fall on the floor

YALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

looks at the drawing and he’s ASTONISHED

leaves a note on the piece of paper and gives it to the teacher

he’s very careful that he doesn’t smudge it 😌

the next day the teacher hands you the paper

compliments u on it and you’re just like

“uH tHank yOu???”

UR SO EMBARRASSED OMG TSUKKI SAW IT UGGHHHH

you read the note;

“i like this drawing. you make me seem nice. - tsukishima.”

very blunt but you BLUSHSHAHSSJ

THERES AN EXTRA THING AT THE BOTTOM?????

HIS PHONE NUMBER?!??!

“you’re cute.” [ enter phone number here ]

kiyoko

THE NEW MANAGER

she approached you and of COURSE you said yes

honestly you didn’t know what she was saying you were just like

prettÿ lädîe

“so happy that you’re joining!!! i’ll see you after school near the gym!” she sounds so EXCITED

you were sweating

fuck

SHES SO PRETTY AND FOR WHAT I SAY

should u ask her out?????

the answer is yes.

you saw her near the gym and approached her

she had her karasuno volleyball club jacket on

WHEN SHE SAW YOU HER EYES LIT UP

“i’m so glad you came!”

YOU KINDA SPLUTTER OUT;

“we should go out on a date.”

YOU SURPRISED YOURSELF

WOAH WOAH BALLS ON YOU YES YES

she looks at you with wide eyes

smiles and says “i would love to.”

y’all are babies 😡😡

yachi

you were having a panic attack :(

she heard you hyperventilating and crying in the handicap stall

“is everything okay in there?”

she sounded so worried, but u were surprised cuz why would anyone care (PEOPLE CARE ABOUT U!!!!! I CARE ABOUT U!!!!!)

especially a stranger

you squeak out a “yeah” but she’s not convinced

“can you stand?”

she’s so caring omfg

you stand, your legs shaking, your breath quickening and your thoughts racing.

who was this girl?

you walk over to the stall door, opening it slowly

you looked into her eyes for a breif second and you saw the worry and care in her beautiful brown eyes

“hi, i’m yachi,” she said softly

you melt at the softness of her voice

“i’m y/n..” you whispered

she smiles, raising her hands to your shoulders

“is it okay if i touch you?”

you nod yes, taking a deep breath in before she touches your shaking shoulders

she does a couple breathing exercises with you, calming your heart rate.

she asks you if you wanna have lunch with her and ofc you say yes UMMMM???? she’s an angel!!!

coach ukai

YOU SLIPPED ON A WET FLOOR IN HIS STOREBSJSKSKSKX

THERE WAsnt A WET FLOOR SIGN WTF SIR

he hears a loud BONK and a bunch of commotion

“what the hell?”

goes to the aisle you’re laying in

HE CACKLES WHAT A DICKCKXKC

you glare at him

“i could sue you.”

“but i won’t since you’re gorgeously hot.”

you didn’t say the last part tho 🙄

STOPS MID CACKLE

“PLEASE DONT 🥺”

NOW ITS UR TURN TO LAUGH

you get up, balanced on the slippery floor and look him straight in the eyes

“did you not realize there was a wet floor?”

the SASS ON U

HE LOVES UR SASS

and in love with everything else about you

he’s a simp for you and he doesn’t understand what that is but it’s okay

still makes fun of u for slipping on the floor LMAO

KARMA GETS HIM WHEN HE SLIPS ON ICE IN THE WINTER AALALAKAKAKAAKKAAKAK

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Five Times Colson Baker Almost Kissed You and the One Time He Did

Requested? For someone else maybe (i’m sorry LMAO)

Warnings? None? 

Summary: You and Colson have been best friends for years now and had feelings for each other for what seems like the same amount of time. However, you always seem to be missing out on one another. 

Word Count: 2,902 (it’s so long but I promise it’s worth it)

One

“One hour,” Colson says, trying to convince you. 

“No.” 

“Please? We can get food after,” he begs and you consider it for a moment. 

“Alright.” 

Colson cheers loudly at this, picking you up and spinning you around before throwing you back onto his king-sized bed. He heads to his closet, sorting through his clothes to find something to wear and you roll your eyes at your best friend. 

Colson had been begging you practically all week to go to a party that Pete Davidson was surprisingly throwing. You had always wanted to meet his best friend but had never gotten the time to do so. That was the main reason you said yes to going to the party and the other was Colson was Colson and you couldn’t say no to those big blue eyes.

“One hour,” you tell him when you arrive at the house. 

“One hour,” he repeats pressing a kiss to your cheek before heading into the party. 

You head in slowly, making your way to the drink table first and pouring yourself something before figuring out what to do next. Just as you’re about to walk around in hopes of finding someone you know, you hear someone call your name. 

“(y/n)?” you turn to see Pete standing a few feet away with a smile plastered on his face. 

“Hey! I’m Pete,” he says offering his hand to shake. “I didn’t mean to sound weird knowing who you are, Colson talks about you a lot.” 

“Good to know,” you joke, and Pete smiles. 

The two of you end up talking for a while, getting to know each other, and trading secrets about Colson. You don’t realize how fast time is going until a drunk Colson finds you. 

“Darling!” he calls, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and leaning his head against yours. “You met Pete?” 

“Yes, love. And you’re wasted?” you ask. 

You turn your head to the side to look at your best friend when it occurs to you how close Colson is. An inch rests between two of you, and your eyes flicker between his and his lips. Your eyes land on each other and for a moment something passes between the two of you. 

"Y'all gonna kiss or what?" Pete says from in front of the two of you. 

You and Col both laugh, and your head rests on his chest. The two of you cast another glance at each other before you maneuver so your arm is around Colson's waist and his slips around your shoulders. 

"Let's go, big guy." 

Two

"Fuck!" Colson curses loudly while messing with the pearl-like necklace. 

You stand from your spot on the couch and head over to your frustrated best friend. As you walk up to him, his hands drop and you stand in front of him. You offer a small smile and reach up to click together the confusing necklace. 

“I’m nervous,” he admits as you work on the jewelry. “Why the fuck am I nervous?” 

“Because it’s a VMA and you’ve been working your ass off and you deserve one.” 

“But I don’t care if we win or lose,” he insists and you nod. 

“I know. But you still care a little bit.” 

After fastening the necklace, you fix it so the bullhorn is at the center of his neck. Once finished, your hands fall to his chest and you look up at him. 

“You’re gonna win.” 

Because of restrictions, you sit to the side of the room as Colson heads in front of the cameras to talk to the interviewer. You sit back and admire your best friend’s success, proud to have been able to watch how far he’s come and how amazing he’s done in his career, vma or not. 

“What I wanna let you know, you won the vma. I have somebody bringing it in for you right now.”  

Just as Colson begins to freak out on camera, you immediately start to jump up and down for your best friend. You want to run up and hug him and tell him you knew it but you refrain wanting to hear what he says in his acceptance speech. 

He runs through the og’s, Casie, his family, Travis, and Mod, and just as he’s about to stop, his eyes land on you. 

“My beautiful best friend. Just before this, she was reassuring me that I was gonna win and I trust her with everything. Thank you for always believing in me.” 

A happy tear falls as Colson continues to cheer and you watch until the interview is over and the crew cuts the camera. As soon as they’re finished, Colson beelines straight for you. 

His arms wrap around your waist and yours slip around his shoulders and you can feel the excitement and love radiate between the two of you. He picks you up and spins you around unable to contain the happiness and you’re both practically screaming in the tiny backstage area. 

“I won!!” he yells. 

“You won!!” you echo and you’re both laughing out of pure bliss. 

He sets you down and you take a step back, your hands moving from his shoulders to his face and you cup his cheeks and see a beaming smile greet you. 

“I’m so proud of you Col,” you say and he laughs lightly still not believing this all. 

You stay there like that for a moment, gazing into each other eyes and your heart beats fast as his striking blue eyes study yours. Your thumb absentmindedly strokes the side of his cheek and he leans into your touch. You’re certain he’s leaning in and you’re getting closer when someone interrupts you. 

“Colson? Is it okay if we get some pictures?” 

Three

“Okay, we’re gonna sit here and get all of our work done even if it kills us,” you say turning to your best friend and laughing. 

“Or, we could go to this party in the hills?” Kells asks, offering you puppy dog eyes. 

“Absolutely not. You have to finish that song and I need to write this paper. We can get it done together.” 

The older boy gazes at you from across the room and you meet it with ease. After a moment or so, he breaks and you giggle lightly knowing you won. 

You and Colson both had been putting off your respective work for days now. You were both born procrastinators, having bad habits for waiting till the last minute to get things done. When you met each other, it got a little bit easier to finish things though when you had to do it together. 

However, sometimes you got things done much later in the night than the two of you would have liked. Currently, it was almost 2:30 and neither one of you had made much progress. 

“Okay, I’m done,” Kells says coming over to your spot on the couch and laying down. 

His head falls into your lap and you instinctively let your hands fall to his hair. Your hands card through the soft blonde locks that fall into a messy mohawk formation on his head. You watch as Kells eyes fall shut as your nails scratch the sides of his buzzed hair before running through the locks once more, 

“Hey,” Colson says and you look down at him. You smile lightly at the older boy and he sits up at the action. He props up on his elbow, one hand reaching up to twirl his fingers through your hair and you hum at the action. Your eyes trace over his features, committing each perfect detail to memory. 

You suddenly realize you’re both moving closer and closer to each other until you’re centimeters away from each other. Your heart is nonexistent and your eyes shut in anticipation at the closeness. 

Suddenly the loud sound of your alarm goes off and the two of you split. Colson falls back into your lap, his head hanging lowly and sighing quietly. You scramble to turn the alarm off, completely forgetting that you turned it on in case you took a nap during your work. 

“So close,” you hear Colson whisper before he stands and goes back to his work and you find yourself smiling. 

Four

“I suck,” you tell him. 

“You don’t suck,” Colson reassures you. 

“Please? It’s one song, the last song! Please?” he begs taking your hands in his and tugging at them lightly. 

“Fine.” 

“Let’s go!” Col cheers letting go of your hands to pump his fists together. 

Colson had come to you when he was almost finished with the album and had only a few songs left to mix and go over to make sure they were perfect. After going over the album and the deluxe over and over, Colson finally realized what he was missing. 

“It’s just this part at the end, me and Dom already did it but I think adding a high harmony will be perfect,” Colson explains, leading you into the small recording booth. 

He wanted to add you onto body bag, one of your favorite tracks off of Col’s new album that he recorded with none other than YungBlud. The two finished the song, but Colson insists the ending woahs need a harmony. So, he came to you which you still didn’t understand in the slightest. 

“Are you sure you want me to sing? I’m gonna ruin the whole song.” 

“Definite. I’ll sing with you if that makes you feel better,” he reassures and you nod. 

The two of you get set up, Col explaining the process along the way and you try to follow along to the best of your abilities. After putting on your headphones and you both step up to the mic, your nerves start to kick in. 

“I promise it’s not bad. And we can always redo it.” 

You nod at your best friend and he smiles before giving Travis the thumbs up to start the audio. The backing of the song begins and out of habit, you begin to dance to the song. 

Just before the part you’re supposed to sing hits, Colson taps you and you look over at him and he nods as you’re supposed to come in. The two of you sing together, you hitting a higher harmony and Colson smiles wide at you the entire time. 

“It’s perfect guys,” Travis says when you’re finished. 

“We finished!” Colson yells. 

“You did it!” You yell back. 

It hits you both at the same time, the fact that Colson had finished something so close to him and your best friend had achieved something so great. 

You jump into Colson’s arms, your legs wrapping around his waist and your arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders. He catches you as if he’s done this a million times, his arm circling your waist and he pushes his face into your neck. 

You pull away, about to tell Col how proud you are of him when you’re struck by the proximity of the two of you. You both smile widely at each other, radiating complete and utter joy. You move closer, wanting to finally close the gap, wanting to enhance this moment when you’re interrupted. 

“Uh, guys?” 

Five

“Colson,” you whine from across the room. 

“Yes?” he asks looking up at you. 

You give him a look, the look you’ve perfected between the two of you that is always understood whether you say something before, after, or nothing at all. It always means I want food. 

“We just ate!” he exclaims and you burst out laughing. 

“We ate preppy award show food! I want Mcdonald’s,” you say in between laughter. 

“I mean,” he says, shooting you the same look and now you’re both cackling together. 

You grab your phone and Col grabs his keys and the two of you head out together. Some days, going to McDonald’s and just hanging out was the best for you and Colson. You got to relax, spend some genuine time with each other and do whatever you wanted. 

As you drive, you and Colson sing along to your throwback playlist and talk about the award show you just attended together. You two were getting tired of award season, and the speeches and the tiny food. However, you always promised that if you had each other you’d bear every award show. 

“Usual?” Col asks when you pull up the speaker. 

“Yes please,” you answer. 

Colson orders your food and as you pull up to the first window you try to hand him your credit card. 

“Venmo me,” he says. 

“I..” you begin and he tilts his head to the side in confusion. 

“Have no money in my bank account currently.” 

The two of you burst out laughing, the worker giving you confused looks as Colson hands him his card anyway and you try to protest but nothing comes out between the giggles. 

After Colson pays and you pick up the food, you tell him to pull over somewhere so you can eat. He ends up finding a secluded parking lot for the two of you to chill. 

As you eat, you two talk about random things, from stories from the week to past dumb things you two have done. You end up laughing and enjoying your time well past when you finish your food. 

“Remember when you fell at that award show?” kells asks and you begin to laugh.

“It was one time!” 

“You face planted!” he reminds you and you’re both laughing all over again. 

“You didn’t even try and catch me,” you whine. 

“I’ll always catch you I promise,” he says and you look over at your best friend. 

Kells wears a serious expression replacing the bright but rare smile on his lips just seconds previous. Your eyes search his, uncertain of the meaning behind the words. His hand takes yours, his thumb rubbing over the soft skin and his eyes stare into the distance as he does the action. 

“Col,” you whisper, trying to get the older boys attention. 

His eyes snap to yours and his hand moves from yours to your cheek. His thumb traces your features, trailing from your jaw to your lips and you’re breathless at his touch. Just as you inch closer and closer, your lips ghost over each other’s, and your breath hitches. 

You think you’re about to meet, a long-awaited connection when a horn blares out of nowhere, scaring the two of you apart. You both settle back into your seats, a soft chuckle emitting from your best friend as he shakes his head. You bite your lip, a hand coming up to feel the skin where his fingers gracefully touched and you can’t believe your moment was ruined once more. 

And One 

“Hey I’m coming over in 5,” you say greeting Colson from the view of your car. 

“Uh why?” he asks peering into the phone to figure out why you’re headed over to his place so late at night. 

“Cause there’s a meteor shower and I wanna watch it from a good view,” you explain and Colson laughs at you. 

After a quick drive, you’re walking inside of Colson’s house with blankets, pillows, and tons of snacks. When Col sees you, he hops up from the couch and helps you with the stuff. 

“You seriously drove all the way over here for a meteor shower?” 

“It’s a better view over here!” you defend and Colson laughs. 

Together you bring the stuff upstairs and manage to bring it out onto the rooftop. You set up, laying blankets over the rooftop, setting up pillows, and laying out snacks. 

“When is the shower supposed to start?” Col asks as he climbs back onto the roof next to you. 

“I think like 10 minutes?” 

Colson nods in response, settling in next to you. He lays down, his hand slipping underneath his head to prop himself up slightly. You lay down next to him, relaxed in each other’s presence as you wait for the meteor shower to begin. 

As you sit and stare at the stars, your mind wanders to the boy next to you. As cheesy as it was, you’d always be grateful to have Colson Baker in your life. No matter what happened, knowing him and gaining life experience together will be something you always cherished. 

You feel Colson moving next to you, and his hand slowly trails down until it meets yours, interlocking your fingers with ease. Your heart pounds slowly in your chest and you’re surprised Colson can’t hear it. 

“Hey,” he says and you turn to look at him. 

His hand comes to meet your cheek and you search his eyes. You sink into the feeling of his hands on you and nothing feels better in the world. As he moves closer, your breath hitches and you’re mesmerized by his stunning blue eyes. 

Then his lips are on yours, and the long awaited connection has sparks lighting from end to end. He moves slightly so he’s facing you, one hand holding your waist as the other caresses your cheek and you’re relaxed into his touch. 

As he pulls away, he places another chaste kiss to your lips and you’re left smiling wide. As you stare into Col’s eyes, you can’t help but giggle as the ultimate feeling of happiness overwhelms you. 

“Fucking finally,” he says and the two of you are really laughing now. 

[jenyoonoh]

“do u have any plans tomorrow?”

“for valentine’s day?” you look over at jaehyun. he gives u a soft nod in response. “no.”

he lets out a tiny sigh. “huh, me too,” letting out a soft chuckle. your eyebrows furrow.

“isn’t it your birthday though?”

“mhm,” he hums in response. “you know i usually celebrate with my parents but they’re busy this year, something about a business trip.”

“oh,” a sinking feeling grows in your chest as you feel yourself getting disappointed for jaehyun. an idea pops up in your head. “well, why don’t i plan something nice and i can celebrate it with you?”

his eyebrows raise in surprise and he turns his head to look at you. “wait, really? you would do that for me?”

your expression softens at his words. “yeah, of course, jae,” you shoot a tiny smile his way. “you’re my best friend, i’d do anything for you.”

anything, he thinks, anything huh.

“what do you say, jae?” you tilt your head at his lack of response. “are you fine with that?”

“oh, yeah,” the tips of his ear turn red out of embarrassment. you idiot, you should’ve responded. “i just don’t want to seem like i’m asking too much of you.”

“how can you say that!” you hit his arm lightly, fingers reaching to poke his cheeks. “i just want to make you happy.”

another soft hum from jaehyun. the corners of his lips lifting upwards. the urge to let out a giggle brewing in his chest.

——

“say, jae,” you suddenly say. it is the next day and you and jaehyun are sitting on the sofa once again, stuffing your faces with homemade sandwiches while watching sappy romance movies. “why are you single again?”

he almost drops his snack out of surprise. “oh, um,” he glances around the room trying to come up with something that wasn’t because i’m in love with you. “uh, because, because,” oh screw it. “because i already have my eyes on someone.”

“oh?” now it was your turn to be surprised. you didn’t know jaehyun had a crush on anybody. how did you not know?

you change your focus from the TV to your best friend sitting next to you. you’re met with a cheeky grin on his face. he’s proud of this, huh. “how, how did i not know about this?”

the cheeky grin remains on his face.

“jaehyun!” you look at him in shock. “tell me! do i know her?”

his cheeky grin turns into one of admiration, dimples now becoming visible as he looks away from you and stares off into the distance with a soft look on his face. “yeah, i’d say you do.”

“huh?” you look away from jaehyun and back to the TV, attention now divided as you try to think of anybody you know that could be a possibility.

you throw out random names - the sinking feeling making a return in your stomach every time you did, hope rising within you every time he said no in response, and confusion in your head as your list of names gets shorter and shorter.

“jaehyun,” you whine, shaking his arm after your infinite try. “tell me.”

he shakes his head lightly.

“please, jaehyun,” you shuffle closer to him, muster up your best puppy eyes at him.

“fine,” jaehyun sighs. you sit up straight. “but not now. i’ll tell you tomorrow.”

you turn away and pout at the floor, crossing your arms over your chest. you miss the look jaehyun gives you as he shakes his head at your obliviousness.

——

february 14 has passed. jaehyun went home last night with the promise to reveal his crush to you on the next day.

february 15 has arrived.

when you check your phone first thing in the morning, you realize jaehyun hasn’t sent you a text with the name of his crush.

you freshen yourself up - taking a shower, brushing your teeth, typical self-care routine. you go back to your phone and there still isn’t a sign of life from jaehyun. you send him a short message: so? the reveal?

even after eating breakfast AND lunch, the last text in the chat between you and jaehyun remains the same. it’s exactly 2:00 in the afternoon now, you’re growing impatient.

you try to distract yourself by giving yourself random tasks to do through the apartment. the bell rings, 2:10.

a delivery man. a bouquet of flowers. “miss y/n?” you nod. “for you.” he hands it over to you.

“thank you.” you close the door and carry it over to the dining table. for me? who would send me flowers? especially AFTER valentine’s day, they’re not very smart.

you squint at the bouquet from a distance, wondering if it was sent to poison you. no, silly, you don’t live in a movie, you think to yourself. you walk closer and examine the gaps for a card. “aha!” you snatch the paper out of the flowers. it was, in fact, for you.

“i promised you that i would tell you so here it is.

the one i like is you.

i’m too nervous to tell you directly, by text or face to face so i decided to do it this way instead.

you probably don’t return my feelings but that’s okay, i’ll be fine as long i have you in my life.

i hope this doesn’t change things between us because you’re such a good friend and person, i’d hate for you to leave me.

sincerely, jae.”

“oh my god.”

are you home? you message jaehyun. you wait a minute or two, he doesn’t answer. he hasn’t even been active since last night when he texted you saying he got home safely and he wishes you a goodnight and sweet dreams.

you call his phone, it rings and directs you to voicemail. you decide to call his roommate instead.

pacing around the living room, his roommate finally picks up the call. “hey, oh my god, jungwoo,” you gasp. “is jaehyun home?”

“yeah, he’s been in bed the whole day, said he didn’t feel good or something,” replies jungwoo. “are you okay? you sound a bit freaked out.”

“oh yeah, i’m fine,” you run to get some of your belongings. “can i come over?”

“that would be great, thank you,” you hear the relief in jungwoo’s voice. “he’s not letting me into his room either so i can’t do anything right now, maybe you can figure something out.”

“mhm, thanks,” you hurry out of your apartment. “see you.” you hang up, continuing with your race against god knows who or what.

you’re thanking god that your apartment building was quite close to jaehyun and jungwoo’s as you arrive at the entrance. giving a short greeting to the lady behind the front desk, you rush to the lift. 10th floor, you press that button and then the close button rapidly as the anxiousness and adrenaline to tell him about your feelings overwhelms you.

the lift door opens, you run to their apartment door, pressing the doorbell then knocking on their front door. you probably look like a mad woman to anybody else right now but you don’t really care.

“woah, y/n,” says jungwoo as he opens the door. “calm down, jae’s not dying yet.”

“oops, sorry, woo,” you shoot him an apologetic smile. taking your shoes off as jungwoo closes the door. you throw a pack of gummies you’d grabbed from your snack pile at home at him. “here, have these. save some for me and jae though!”

walking to jaehyun’s bedroom door, you knock lightly on the door.

“go away, jungwoo, i told you to leave me alone already.”

the door isn’t locked. you push it open gently and enter the room. he’s got his back facing the door. “jae? it’s me.”

his heart hammers in his chest. he’d turned off his phone last night, not wanting to face the possibility of a rejection but here you are.

you seat yourself at the edge of his bed. you nudge him lightly. “jae.”

he hums in response.

“why aren’t you checking your phone?”

silence.

“can you turn around please?”

a few seconds pass before he finally starts shuffling and when he turns to face you, his eyes are still closed. his hands resting under his head, squishing his cheeks, making him resemble an innocent baby.

“can you open your eyes?”

he shakes his head.

you sigh, reaching out and run your hands through his hair. he freezes.

“i like you too, dummy.”

——

[a/n:] okay this sucked i’m sorry idk how to write lmao first try so don’t be too mean i guess 😖😖 u can send me requests but i’m not sure if i’ll be able to go through with them, only if i suddenly have a huge wave of inspiration and manage to make it sound decent yeah that’s all, bye.

[lailarain]

Spoilers for TBHK

TW: Mentions of s3xu@l åss@ult/@buse, $uicidə and bl00d

Episode 9(continued):

"Is Amane good at S M O O C H I N G"

"He isn't my type" "you sure about that?" this is literally the only time Tsukasa has been right I swear

NO DON'T LET THEM TRICK YOU

WOAH WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS EYES

HEY NO LET HER GO

THEY LEFT HIM THERE TOO LMAOOOO

NO NENE NOOOOOO

Also, on an unrelated note, does Nene have the same VA as Chiaki from Danganronpa, cause they sound really alike

WAIT IS SHE OKAY

SHE'S OKAY YEAH BABY

OKAY WHERE TF IS HANAKO

WAIT IT'S HANAKO

HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT

This Natsuhiko is not that bright

THAT ISN'T WHAT LOVE IS YA STUPID

OH MY GOD HE'S DEAD

Holdup this isn't her home🤨

OHMYGODITSHANAKO

WHO HURT MY BABY BOY

Hanako🥺🥺🥺🥺

HE'S BLUSHING

Wait so she still has the keys? What are they even for?

YES NENE PROTECT YOUR MAN😤

Episode 10:

Okay I'm starting to doubt my $exu@| @$$ault theory a lot, but I know that Tsukasa DEFINITELY hurt my precious Hanako somehow and I don't plan on forgiving him for it

Interesting🤔

ARM WRESTLING I'M DYING😭😭😭😭😭

I LOVE THEIR TRIO ISTG

IT WAS MITSUBA WHAT

THERE'S A MOUTH ON THE HAND WHAT THE HECK

NENE NOOOOO

WAIT IS THAT MITSUBA OH MY GOD IT'S MITSUBA ISN'T HE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD

MITSUBA WHAT THE F

OKAY WHAT'S GOING ON

I gotta admit, Mitsuba is pretty cute

OKAY WOAH "MASTER"?!?!?😳😳😳

WAIT AOI?!?!?

OKAY NO THAT'S NOT AOI

LEAVE NENE ALONE

Kou💀

WAIT WHY DOESN'T HE REMEMBER HIS LIFE

OH SHOOT I THINK MITSUBA JUST REALIZED

CAN PEOPLE LEAVE NENE ALONE ABOUT HE LEGS NOTHING IS WRONG WITH HER SHE IS LITERALLY GORGEOUS

The mirror dude is just roasting Mitsuba and Nene💀

NOT NENE

YES MITSUBA

NO MITSUBA

NO NO NO NO NOT NENE NOT MITSUBA

WAIT WHAT

NO THAT'S NOT HANAKO

TSUKASA STOP IT

YOU LITERALLY HAVE BLOOD ON YOUR FACE AND HANDS AND ARE CHILL ABOUT IT

TSUKASA STOP IT YOU MANIPULATOR

Episode 11:

SECOND TO LAST EPISODE OF SEASON BABY LET'S GO

I'm still wondering what Tsukasa did specifically to push Hanako to murder him(other than being a terrible person. I normally LIKE psychotic characters, but this guy is just manipulative)

YEAH DON'T BE SO HARD ON YOURSELF NENE

DID HE JUST RIP OUT HIS HEART

OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK DID HE SAYYYYY

Awwww Hanako🥺

I love Hanako I swear😭😭

WOAH IT'S SO PRETTY

WAIT SHE'S HUMAN AGAIN

Awwww Fox Girl🥺

THAT'S SO SWEET AWWWWW

wait why did Hanako stroke his face post-it thingy just now

TSUKASA LEAVE HIM ALONE

STOP BEING SO MANIPULATIVE

WAIT WHAT DID HE JUST DO TO NENE

OH KOU ISN'T GONNA TAKE THIS WELL

POOR MITSUBA

SOMEONE GIVE MITSUBA A HUG

THIS IS SO CONFUSING I CAN BARELY TELL THESE TWO APART ISTG

TSUKASA YOU FU€KƏR

NO MITSUBA

TSUKASA YOU SUCK

Hanako just standing there like 👁👄👁

DID TSUKASA JUST PUNCH HIM

WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT HE LITERALLY KNOWS ALL OF THEM

OKAY WOAH CHILL MITSUBA😳

OH NO POOR KOU

TSUKASA DOESN'T WANT HIM TO REMEMBER I BET

NENE ARE YOU OKAY

POOR MITSUBA

NO MITSUBA DON'T DO THIS

Awww Nene is sad🥺

WAIT THAT WAS THE WHOLE EPISODE?!?!?

Okay I'm gonna save the season finale for I tomorrow because it's getting late where I am

Episode 12:

Okay I know i said I'd watch it the next day and it's been more than a week since then but I swear I wasn't procrastinating

OKAY SEASON FINALE BABY LET'S GO

Okay so I think I still kinda believe in my s3xu@l @$$ault theory because I have been thinking abiut Korekiyo from Danganronpa's backstory and HE was gr00m3d by his sister(I think. I haven't actually gotten to that part of the game yet. I only heard this from tiktok), so it's still possible, but I'm not sure anymore.

WAIT SHE HAS A HAMSTER THAT'S SO CUTE

I'm still salty about Tsukasa manipulating Mitsuba🙄

I still feel really bad for Kou🥺

KOU🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Princess?🤨

Hanako istg why are you so LIT

She's worried for Kou😭

HANAKO THAT'S A LIL SUS

Awww hanako is so cute🥺🥺🥺

HANAKO WHY YOU GOTTA DO HER HAIR LIKE THAT😭😭😭😭😭

Yeah Hanako you gotta open up too😤

IT'S A FUCKIN PUFFERFISH WHAT THE FUCK

Nene lmao💀

Why does he keep calling her "Your Highness"

THIS FISH FUCK IS NTO GONNA TAKE NENE AWAY FROM HANAKO NO WAY NO HOW

A princess? Sounds like bullshit to me🤨

HE WAS CRYING AND HURT YOU FISHY IDIOT HE DIDNT ATTACK HER

NOPE DON'T YOU DARE NENE😤😤😤

This is totally the fish trying to trick her

Aoi got herself a deticated guy😳

BUT NENE DESERVES TO KNOW HANAKO'S PAST

WAIT HANAKO WAS THERE THE WHOLE TIME?!?!??!

He really has to tell her his past, otherwise he's gonna lose Nene before he knows it and I DON'T THINK I CAN LIVE WITH THAT

YES NENE SHE TURNED IT DOWN MY GIRL

OH SHIT NO NENE

LET HER GO

BUT HANAKO IS IN LOVE WITH HER

WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP MAKING FUN OF HER LEGS ISTG

NO NENE DON'T

YES HANAKO TO THE RESCUE

HANAKO YES HOLY SHIT HE'S CARRYING HER

Awwww Nene no you mean everything to Hanako🥺

AWWW HANAKO🥺🥺🥺

THEY ARE SO CUTE AHHHHWHY DID YOU KILL YOUR BROTHER THOUGH

AJNDGEKBDJRBREJSBDUD SO CUTE

TSUKASA WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT BLACK STUFF I'M SCARED

AW KOU🥺

WAIT IS TERU NOT A PIECE OF SHIT ANYMORE

AWWWWW YES HANAKO AND NENE ARE SO CUTE EEEEEEEEEE

WAIT THAT'S IT?!?!?!?!

Okay so I googled it and apparently Season 2 hasn't been confirmed but there is plenty of material from the manga available to make a sequel. If anyone has any other information, I would LOVE for someone to reply to this with that info.

REVIEW TIME!

Toilet-Bound Hanako-Kun is an anime about a ghost named Hanako-Kun, who haunts the school bathroom, being summoned by Nene Yashiro, a girl who dreams of having a boyfriend to love her for who she is. Despite how weird and crackhead-sounding the title and storyline are, the show has an amazing plot and incredible characters. Definitely high up on my list of animes I love. Overall, I have to rate Season 1 a definite 8/10. The show is awesome, but I despise the fact that all the characters keep making fun of Nene's legs as if a woman is supposed to have every single feature of her body be perfect. I feel like it would've made more sense if you had people make fun of her boobs or something rather than her ankles because for her boobs to be kinda underdeveloped in high school would be a definite target for bullying rather than a feature as random as her ankles. I am definitely a Hananene shipper, and possibly a Mitsukou shipper. I still wanna know WHY Hanako killed Tsukasa, and if my s3xu@l @$$ault theory was right or not. I can't wait for Season 2 to come out, and I hope they continue to have the show be the masterpiece it is.

Thank you all for being so patient with me finishing the first season, and thanks for reading my thoughts! Bye!

UPDATE: I've been told that the manga confirmed that the s3xual @ssault theory was wrong so yeah

Also, I've started collecting the manga(i currently have 1-3 and 5, with 4 and 6 arriving next month)because I'm sick of waiting for Season 2 so when Season 2 comes around just know that I might know everything that happens by then

[liberolove]

Testing the Waters (pt. 2)

Summary: youve finally graduated high school and now youre moving on to college. youve decided to go to sendai university. its summer and youve become curious about checking out the dating pool in miyagi, so you download a dating app. you figure you might as well have fun before delving too deep into your studies

Part: [part two] out of ???

Pairings: nishinoya x reader / kuroo x reader / oikawa x reader / kiyoko x reader

A/N: theres tons of ships here, just me living out my hoe phase lmao please dont judge me. let me know what yall think

Genre: fluff, smut, crack

Warnings: flirting, college shinanigans

It’s been three days since the last time you saw Yuu. Gosh, even saying his name to yourself gave you goosebumps. You two have been texting non stop and honestly, it felt so refreshing. You were a pretty bad texter but he knew how to keep the conversation going. 

One of his favorite things to do was play 21 questions with you. He wasn’t like those fuckboys who would use this opportunity to ask you if you were a virgin or what your favorite position was. Yuu was different. He came up with the craziest scenarios and judged you on the way you answered. One time he asked you how you would escape a 300 lb lion that just broke out of the zoo you were visiting. You honestly had no idea how to respond but eventually you replied, 

“I’d make sure to run with a crowd and ‘accidentally’ trip a slow runner so that the lion could get distracted and probably (most likely) attack them. This would buy me some time to get the hell out there.”

This response caught Noya off guard but he loved the way you thought. You continued to come up with barbaric schemes to survive all the scenarios he would throw at you. He kept you guessing and that was what you liked so much about him. He was wild and so were you.

You were getting a little impatient over your next date so you took a deep breath and eventually asked him.

Y/N: Heeey, Yuu. I was wondering when you’d like to go out again. I’d really like to go out with you again.

Nishinoya Yuu: hey cutie! I’ve been wanting to see you again but I haven’t had any days off from work lately.. (; ･`д･´) IM DYING!! I just wanna see yoouuuuu

Y: Aw man.. :( That sucks. When do you think you’ll get your next day off?

N: idk tbh but hopefully it’s soon!!

Y: no worries, just let me know.

N: will do!!

Well, that was that. Now you wondered what you should do to pass the time. You were bored again and needed something to do. “Oh wait. I should check the app. I haven’t checked since I messaged Yuu on there. Maybe I have more matches.”

You opened up the app and you had 10 notifications. You had gotten some likes on the selfie you posted and several people viewed your profile. You checked who looked at your profile, and it was mostly ugly, older, men. “Gross,” you thought to yourself. Besides this, you noticed some new messages. 

You opened up the first message. 

“Hey sexy! Wanna come see me play? Click my link https://…..”

“Damn bots. So annoying.” You deleted the message. Next message:

“DTF?”

“I mean like yeah, but you could’ve been less forward in your message. What a turn off..” You had one last notification left. Maybe it wouldn’t be a let down.

“Are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? 'Cause you are F-I-Ne.”

To be honest, this pick up line did make you giggle a little. You checked out the profile of the mysterious stranger who sent it and you were surprised that it was a bulked up biker. And damn, was he hot as hell. 

His hair stood up in an organized, weird bed head kind of way. It made him look like a rooster. Rather than smile in his photos, he smirked. And his eyes looked like he could undress you solely with his gaze. He looked like your typical bad boy, but that didn’t make sense. Why would he use a chemistry pick up line?

This made you become even more interested, so you replied back with another cheesy pick up line.

Y/N: I wish I were adenine because then I could get paired with U.

Kuroo Tetsuro: Hey, kitten. I thought you’d never reply. You had me waiting.

Y: umm??? calling me kitten already?

K: What’s wrong? Are you flustered already? We haven’t even met up yet.

Y: woah there cowboy! hold your horses

K: I’m not a cowboy, but I’ll gladly have you ride me instead.

Y: skskskks i cant even-

K: Sorry. Too much?

Y: YES TOO MUCH

K: Alright. Let me start over. Ahh, a fellow chemist, I presume?

Y: yeaaah, kind of. I have a love/hate relationship with chemistry.

K: Is that so? Maybe I can help with that.

Y: oh really? how so?

K: I am a chemistry major after all. I go to Sendai. Do you go to school?

Y: uhhh i’m going to start there in the fall. I still haven’t decided what to major in, just yet.

K: Maybe you’ll end up being a chemistry major like me and I can give you private one on one lessons? 

Y: I highly doubt that, but nice try. 

K: Have you gotten a tour of the campus yet? Or are you waiting for freshman orientation?

Y: nah, I haven’t seen all of it yet. 

K: Would you like to?

Y: um sure! When are you free for my private tour? (:

K: How about tomorrow in the morning? Maybe around 9am? I can pick you up too if you’d like.

Y: Sounds good and no thanks. I’m not riding on that motorcycle! Looks scary :(

K: Don’t worry, kitten. I’ll drive safely and make sure nothing happens to you.

Y: there you go again.

K: Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. No, but really. I don’t mind picking you up. Have you ever been on a motorcycle before?

Y: nope

K: Then, let’s change that. Send me your address tomorrow morning. And get some rest.

Y: alrighty it’s a plan then!

K: No. It’s a date.

Y: sksksk omg

After that conversation, all you could think about was how the hell did you get into this mess? Motorcycles are dangerous, yet this rooster convinced you so easily to take a ride with him.. 

It was an understatement to say that you were nervous for tomorrow.

You set an alarm for 7 am the next day and went to bed.

Your alarm woke you up and you immediately remembered why you were awake so early. You rushed into the shower and once you were out, you spent 30 minutes deciding on what to wear. You opted for some black, ripped skinny jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. 

At 8am on the dot, your phone’s notification bell went off. It was Kuroo.

“What’s your address, baby?”

You sent him the details and continued getting ready. You put on some light makeup and brushed your hair. You checked the time, and it was already 8:55 am. Then, your phone went off again.

“I’m outside.”

Your heart almost beat out of your chest. You grabbed your purse and put on some chapstick. You know, just in case..

You locked up your apartment and walked down the stairs. You were greeted by the biggest shit eating grin on the sexiest man you’d ever seen. You never went for the bad boys but college is a time for experimenting. 

“Hey, Y/N. You ready to ride? I brought an extra helmet for you.”

“Hi, Kuroo. And yeah, I guess,” your voice shook as you replied. You were really nervous but you tried to hide it.

“Don’t worry, baby. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ll keep you safe.”

His words made you melt and you had just met him. The way he cooed at you and looked your way made you blush. You felt your cheeks get hotter by the second.

“Alright. Hop on and hold on to my waist. Hold on tight or else you’re gonna fly away when I take off. Okay?”

“..okay..” you managed to mutter. You were shaking but you put on the helmet he gave you and lifted up your leg to sit on the metal machine. You slowly hugged Kuroo from behind and held on as tight as you could. Your head was smashed right up against his large, broad back.

“Ready?” he asked.

“..yeah,” you squeaked.

Before you finished saying this, he had taken off like the devil was chasing him. If this was his meaning of safe driving, you didn’t want to find out his meaning of reckless driving.

The ride to Sendai University only took about 5 minutes, when realistically it would take 20 minutes by bus. You arrived and Kuroo teased, “are you going to let go, kitty?”

You hadn’t realized you were still gripping onto him for dear life. You released him from your hold and your hands still tingled from the amount of force you applied to his shirt. “Sorry!”

“No worries. Hey, look! I brought you here alive. Aren’t you glad?” he cackled. 

His laugh sounded like a dying hyena but it did sound a little cute at the same time. “Yeah. Thank goodness. Your driving is insane, dude.”

He showed you all over campus, from the administrative buildings to the gymnasium, to the fields. Sendai was a pretty big campus, and it made you glad that you had a personal guide to show you all the different buildings. 

After your little tour was over, he asked, “wanna grab a bite to eat? I’ll be a gentleman and pay for you too.”

Of course, you couldn’t say no to food. Much less, FREE FOOD! You nodded and got ready to ride the devil’s machinery again.

He took you to a nearby sushi bar. “Order whatever you’d like, princess. Today, I want to spoil you rotten.”

You melted at his words and also at the variety of rolls on the menu. You didn’t ask him if he really meant that you could order anything. You just kind of went for it. You ordered everything from shrimp tempura, to octopus, to eel. Sushi was your favorite and being told that you could order everything was a dream come true.

“Damn, girl! I had no idea you had such a huge appetite!  I didn’t know you’d take me seriously on my offer. You’re gonna run my pockets dry.”

You blushed and looked away. “Sorry, Kuroo. I really couldn’t help myself. I love sushi so much.”

“I’m just teasing you, baby. You deserve to be treated like this everyday.”

You had no idea how to respond so you just kept stuffing your face with sushi.

After you finally had your fill, it was time to go home. It was getting late. Kuroo took you home and you were definitely more relaxed this time on the bike. 

“I hope you had a great time today, kitty. And I hope I met your standards.”

“Yes, I did! Thank you so much, Kuroo! This was honestly so much fun. Thanks for everything.”

“Of course. Nothing but the best for you. I just need one little favor from you, baby.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Can I get a kiss from your soft lips? I know you want to. I saw the way you kept staring at me, today.”

“Oh.. uhh.. Y-yea-yeah. Sure, of course.. Yeah,” you stammered. 

You looked at him with soft, shy eyes and before you knew it, he leaned in quickly and kissed you on the lips. Your eyes were wide open in surprise but as he deepened the kiss, your eyes slowly shut.

The kiss felt like electricity coursing through your body. You didn’t know what it was, but this man definitely already had you wrapped around his long, slender finger. 

As soon as you realized his hold on you, he backed off, and left you wanting more. He was such a tease.

“I can’t just let you have everything today, kitten. I need you wanting more.”

You didn’t know what to respond so you looked down at the ground shyly. 

“I’ll message you later, y/n. Don’t make me wait too long, again.”

You waved and muttered, “Thank you, Kuroo.”

He revved up his bike and was gone in seconds.

You remained in a daze as you walked back up to your apartment. Once you got inside, you plopped down on your couch and released a long sigh. “Who knew that college was going to be so exciting..”

[link to kuroo pic i found]

[yourdeepestfathoms]

Things I Love About Carrie 2002

because this movie is so damn good!! it’s on American Netflix, so i highly suggest go watching it if you can, you won’t regret it

Carrie hair twirling

Sue’s sass

Not a part of the movie, but every time I watch a clip from YouTube and Sue is in it, people call her Rihanna 

Tommy throwing a book at the kid that was messing with Carrie

My girl Carrie isn’t even trying at baseball

Tina hits Carrie with her glove

During the period scene Carrie raises her hand and they’re covered in blood, and then she goes in for another scoop just to make sure

The shot of blood running into the other stalls was a neat way to grab the attention of the other girls without screaming

I also love how this Carrie panics in silence instead of running around screaming her head off. To me, it shows a greater layer of fear of the other girls, but also shows that she’s completely paralyzed with terror over what’s happening to her.

Carrie actually has a panic attack

Instead of getting things thrown at her, Carrie is cornered in a shower stall while the other girls bang on the walls and chant “period”, and I’m not sure which is worse

The shot of Carrie shaking in the shower is so sad

And then her curled up on the floor with her hands over her ears!!!! Poor girl!!!

Desjardin instantly going down and wrapping Carrie up in a towel, not caring if she’s naked

Desjardin tucking Carrie’s head under her chin and stroking her hair

I LOVE  how wet and resentful Carrie looks after getting dressed! Angela Bettis plays this character so well!!!!!

“The point is, up until a half hour ago, Carrie White thought her first period was Homeroom.”

Desjardin has to go over to the door and guide Carrie into the principal’s office

Carrie’s sweater being way too big for her

The way she smiles and nods at herself in the mirror after washing her face

The locker being filled with tampons 

“What are those, Carrie?”

Carrie just enduring all the torment, poor girl

Tina growls at Carrie when she walks by

Little Carrie has blue eyes instead of brown eyes like teenager Carrie?????

She has a lamb stuffed animal with a pink bow in its ear!!!!!

Estelle doesn’t even care that a child is ogling her breasts. She’s honestly really nice to Carrie.

Little Carrie’s crying!! Poor baby!!!!

Carrie doesn’t wear her cross necklace at school hell yeah

Carrie always looks like she’s about to cry in every shot I swear

I don’t think it ever shows how Margaret found out about Carrie getting her period. Because in the 1976 movie she got a phone call and in the 2013 movie she picked up Carrie from school and was probably told about it by the principal, so did 2002 Margaret just assume?? Did she sense it????

Carrie’s face when Margaret starts to talk about Eve

I love how defiant 2002 Carrie is- talking back to her mom and refusing her orders

“Shouldn’t religion be more like Dogs Playing Poker?”

Hell yeah Carrie reading magazines instead of praying!!!!!!

THE WAY DESJARDIN PUNISHES THE GIRLS IS PERFECT!!!!! THROWING TAMPONS AT THEM? AND THEN SLAMMING THEM AGAINST THE LOCKER?? HELL YEAH MISS D!! DRAG THEIR ASSES!!!!!

Carrie shyly walking up to the teacher and asking, “Can you show me how to do a search?” has my whole heart she’s literally so innocent 

“You think she’s ugly, don’t you?” *Tina snickers* “Well, you’re ugly.”

“Open your mouth one more time, and I’ll plug you up.”

“This is so far from over, it’s not even in the same area code as over!”

This movie literally has so many good lines

Madeline’s (the cop with the detective) expressions during all the interviews are so funny omg

Carrie’s seizure during her class really helps show 1) how weak her mental state is and 2) how nobody really cares about her because she’s shaking so badly and her eyes are rolled up into her skull, but nobody is doing anything to help her

Morton not caving when he speaks to Chris’s dad!!! Finally, another good teacher!!!!

In Carrie’s room, I can see stuffed animals that look like the sheep from the flashback, two bears, a baby doll, and something fuzzy I can’t discern but!! Carrie had toys still!!!

Carrie is so sweaty when she’s trying to move the brush. In fact she always looks really sweaty, which is something I like because in the book she was said to be really sweaty and gross.

“What’re you reading?” “Nothing. Just something about s--sewing.” 

Carrie starts to tear up when Tommy asks her to prom!!!!!

Her little “thank you”-- my heart!!!

Everything about the scene where Carrie tells her mom about the prom is perfect. The setting, the emotion, the acting- it’s all so good!!! Carrie is teary-eyed and about to cry, and then Margaret throws tea in her face and basically causes her to snap. And the way she sobs while saying, “Please sit down and talk with me” is heartbreaking!!!!!

The shot of Carrie gripping onto her chair, visibly shaking after she flips the table is chilling!!!!!!

Chris manipulating Carrie into thinking she’s her friend and Sue isn’t

Carrie looks at Chris’s boobs when she says they get sore when she’s bloated lmao

“She practically talked me into getting Botox last summer. Can you believe that?” “Maybe she thought you needed it” Ahhh I love Carrie’s lack of social skills

Carrie having absolutely no idea how lipstick works

Also I asked my mom, and I found out that you are NOT supposed to just try the lipstick on, so once again we have Carrie not knowing how anything works

Sue trying to help Carrie with makeup

The shock on Carrie’s face when Sue tries to put the lipstick on her

CARRIE USING A PAD TO WIPE OFF THE LIPSTICK OH MY GOD

“I think this one’s real pretty :)” “It’s Godless.” “>:(”

Carrie’s “this one’s prettier :)” is so cute

“They’re called breasts, Mama. All the girls have them. They’re very fashionable these days.”

The way Carrie’s hands shake them she tries to put on her makeup

The shot of Tommy outside and you can hear all the furniture crashing from inside

“So, did your ceiling just, like, collapse or something?” *glass shattering* “Yes. Yes, my ceiling just collapsed. Just now.”  “Woah. Can I see it?” “...No.”

Carrie’s look of shock when she sees the limo 

“You look really beautiful.” “So do you”

“If they decide to run away together, I’ll dance with you.” Oh, Carrie, you sweet girl. I love how she opens up a little to say that!

“Oh my god! Where did you get that dress?” “I made it.” “Shut up!” “You shut up!!” (seriously her lack of social skills is so cute)

I really like the lack of chemistry between Carrie and Tommy because I always found it weird how there was supposed to be romantic tension between a girl and a guy who is dating someone- it feels sorta weird and wrong.

Desjardin mentions James Bond and you can tell Carrie has no idea who the hell that is

“Preaching to the choir! No offense.”

Carrie’s little giggles as Desjardin talks to her

Desjardin legit threatens to expel Tommy if he doesn’t give Carrie a good time and I LOVE IT

“Stick to the slow songs. She’ll look stupid dancing to anything fast.”

“Tommy, we’re on here.” “Yeah, I saw that.” “Can we decline?” she has no right being this goddamn adorable

I like how it takes a moment for people to start clapping after Tommy and Carrie’s names are called

Desjardin’s slow, suspicious clapping

Carrie’s eyes are shiny 

And she doesn’t get up when Tommy does, so he has to pull her up and even then she’s really stiff

I love how a drop of blood falls on Carrie’s hand and she looks up and she knows what’s about to happen to her, which makes the blood dump even more sad because she realizes it

HER EYES WERE OPEN WHEN IT FELL

She starts to shake really badly and gasp, and I enjoy that little touch right before she goes on her rampage

Kenny calling Carrie a pig makes it hurt even more

Helen, her boyfriend, Desjardin, and Morton running up to go help Carrie was so sweet- I wish there was an alternate ending where they managed to get through to her and help take care of her instead of her killing everyone

I love how Carrie kinda goes into a state of shock during the massacre

Carrie desperately asking what happened when she’s in the bath, proving that she was in some sort of trance

Also I love how weak and squeaky her voice in

Carrie spits water directly into Sue’s face lol

Also I swear Sue picks Carrie up at the end of the scene where she saves her

Sue hiding Carrie is honestly so sweet

Also the shot of Carrie huddled up in the corner when Sue goes into the hiding spot

Carrie’s PTSD over what happened immediately being hinted at with her double nightmare at the end

[ironcaptainnataliabarnes]

Red Roses (A Harry Hook x Reader/OC)

A/N: I am so glad there are people reading and enjoying this! As long as there's someone out there who wants more of this story, I'm here to happily comply. Please let me know if there are any errors and I will fix them. I will try to update as much as possible, phew story writing is hard guys lmao. Thank you all again and I hope you stay for this journey!

Summary: Ruby Hearts, daughter of the infamous Queen of Hearts, was abandoned by her mother when she was young and forced to live with her father, the King of Hearts, in Auradon.  Harry Hook himself may be the only one who finds her madness enchanting. Will Ruby find her self falling for the rugged pirate, or will the roses bleed red?

 Prologue / Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit Hole / Chapter 2

Ruby's paintbrush glided over the wallpaper, leaving red strokes in its path. A small music system played softly in the background. Even after already attending Auradon Prep for a year, her room always needed something to hide the pretty-pink-princess-ness of it underneath, and merely changing the horrendously colored bed covers were not enough. She had taken to painting over the single colored wallpaper, her first time being a large pocket-watch with elaborate patterns that no one else ever heard tick-tocking the days away.

Prince Ben himself had given Ruby the paints after having noticed her in Art 101; the mindless mutterings and frantic look in her eyes seemed to fade when a paintbrush was in her hand. She was thankful for him showing up to her dorm room that day, bottles upon bottles of paint in haul, a kind smile on his face.

However, nothing ever fully quenched the illusions she had. Some days the walls were frozen, so close to shattering, others she was drowning in red, red blood. Of course, there were good days as well: being outfitted by Evie, playing catch with Dude and Carlos, watching Mal trip over her own two feet.

The tiny King of Hearts, Ruby's father, had decided to send her to Auradon the same time the VK's arrived. He assumed that the terrible villain kids would mask the aura of 'mad' surrounding his daughter just by being from the Isle themselves. It had worked, for a time. While Jay and Carlos were kind enough to her, Evie took Ruby under her wing, making sure she was always included. Mal was a different story though; Ruby had no idea why, but one of the voices in her head told her that the daughter of Maleficent was the wrong sort for her.

Fitting in became the wrong choice halfway through her first year; no one wanted to share a dorm with the 'crazy girl'. No one dared bother her while she was attending the roses in Auradon Prep's garden in fear of having their heads offed. No one even deemed her worthy of a friend, seeing her crazy ramblings as a sort of disease, even thought most times she was perfectly sane at having conversation.

But now was the beginning of a new year, things will be different she mused to herself as she dipped her paintbrush back into the blood red paint. She hummed to herself as she did so, completely blissful in the peace of the dorm, trying oh-so hard to not remember the memories that haunted her everyday. To not realize how this red paint almost matched perfectly with the blood that dripped onto a dead lawn all those years ago.

Ruby's focus was dropped by her door suddenly slamming open and she hissed in anger when her paintbrush slipped from its course. Her hand found a pen that was among her art materials around her, and promptly turned and flung it towards the open door. She missed of course, she always does, as could be told from the multiple shallow holes in the wall near her dorm room door.

"Whoa! Calm down there, Red!" Jay exclaimed from her doorway, Carlos was there with him and he seemed unfazed as he pulled the pen out of the wall and tossed it back to Ruby.

She caught it and placed it on the floor before grabbing her small towel to dab off the smear of imperfection before it dried forever on her wall.

"Thank you for ruining my lovely painting. If paintings could cry, this one would be because you nearly destroyed it," she huffed at the boys, who still stood out of breath in her doorway.

"You're supposed to be with us and the Welcome Committee, Ruby. The new VK's are showing up today," Carlos reminded her, matter of factually.

She cursed under her breath. She totally forgot about the new kids arriving today. I wonder, are their heads too big? Or perhaps too small? What a shame if they don't have heads at all. Ruby shook her head, clearing the voices as she stood and brushed off her outfit, a simple thigh-length black dress matched with heart stockings, and stumbled to put on a pair of red heels.

"Right, yes, the new VK's. Welcoming to the committee...erm, I wasn't supposed to do anything, was I?" She asked while trying to make her hair look somewhat decent. Even though it was lovely, the tips of her deep black hair being a rosy red, it was a mess nearly everyday of the week.

"Nope, just show up and smile," Jay quipped at her as she closed the door, viewing the bleeding rose on her wall one last time before hurrying with the two boys outside.

The trio made it too the entrance of the school right as a black limousine pulled up. The boys led Ruby to where Evie was standing before running to find other friends.

"Hey, Ruby," Evie greeted her, ever present smile on her face.

"Hey, Evie," Ruby responded, cautiously looking around to see if her somewhat dunce of a father came to see the new kids.

Evie looked at the girl and gestured to her face. "You've got a bit of paint there," the blue haired girl said, just as the doors to the limo opened.

"Oh, um...thanks," Ruby replied and used the back of her hand to wipe the paint away, only to succeed in smearing it over her cheek.

"Welcome to Auradon!" Fairy Godmother's voice carried over the cheering crowd, effectively ending the fanfare as well. "Allow me to introduce you to King Ben and his girlfriend Mal!"

Ruby glanced and caught sight of said couple, glaring when she noticed Mal looking at her. Too small head. No hat would ever fit her, one of the voices in Ruby's head commented. She shook out her thoughts and gasped in surprise when Evie pulled her forward. She missed nearly the entire conversation that was happening and had zero idea why Evie decided to announce her presence.

"Fairy Godmother," Evie said to the overly cheerful woman, "Even though I would absolutely adore showing our newest guests around, I think it would be an even BETTER idea to let Ruby do it!" She exclaimed, nearly bouncing with happiness at her grand scheme.

"What- no, Evie it's fine I gotta-" Before Ruby could finish her sentence Fairy Godmother cut her off.

"OH what a wonderful idea!! Ruby, these are our new students, Uma, Gil, and Harry! I do hope you all make great friends! Now, if you'll excuse us, class is waiting! The doors of wisdom are never shut!"

And with that Fairy Godmother gestured for everyone back to the school, but of course Audrey would never leave without having a few words first. As the brunette passed by Ruby she sneered "Of course, let the mad girl give the villains a tour, what a perfect match!"

Ruby paid her no mind, instead wondering what it would be like if she offed with her-

Ben gave Ruby a pat on the shoulder, silencing her vicious thoughts and gave her a good luck smile before walking with Mal back into the school. Ruby huffed and prepared herself and turned around to greet her newest friends.

She stared for only a second, muttering under her breath about their seemingly normal sized heads before she gave a smile and spread out her arms.

"Well, welcome to Boradon, where the princes are far from charming and the only color the people know of is 'pretty princess pink.'"

A dark skinned girl with light blue hair snorted at Ruby's introduction, while the boys laughed, giving a nod to the girl. "Amazing, someone who lives here who hates this place as much as we do. I'm Uma, daughter of Ursula," she gave her hand out for a shake (which Ruby accepted) and gestured to the two boys next to her. "This is Gil, and Harry."

Ruby smiled at the two boys, some forlorn memory tugging at the back of her mind, telling her she knew this girl, her thoughts turning at the name 'Harry'.

Harry's eyes raked over her before taking a few steps towards her, "Well well well," he said, his accent pulling memories out from Ruby's head. "It seems ye may have made a bit of a mess, lass," he said, licking his thumb and wiping off the smeared paint from Ruby's cheek. One of her eyebrows raised in question, though she definitely felt the heat rising to her face.

"Um..."

Uma rolled her eyes and gave a smack to the back of Harry's head, earning a shout of protest from the boy. Still, Ruby couldn't help but feel she stared into those same blue eyes before...

"Let's get this tour thing started!" Gil exclaimed, oblivious to the somewhat awkward/intimate moment

"Right, uh, this way," Ruby once again shook away her confusion, ignoring the way the sun reflected off her red heels and making it seem as though they were bleeding. She turned and led them into the school.

"Now, normally I'd have to tell you the history of our esteemed school, but honestly it's just of bunch of nonsense. Some king went 'wow I would be super cool if I made a school for royalty' and so he did a got a commemorative statue because of it." Ruby talked as she led the group into the main foyer.

"Sounds about right," Uma commented, spinning in a slow circle as she took in the school.

"Woah!" Ruby turned and saw Gil gently petting a potted plant, "What is this? It's so green!"

"That's, uh, that's a plant," Ruby answered him, slightly amused by his reaction to said plant. "There's a whole garden out the back way. It's a lot more interesting than showing you the useless classrooms in here."

Uma and Harry didn't get a chance to respond as Gil took off, a smile on his face. Ruby stayed where she was and called out to him, "Wrong way!"

Once outside, Gil ran off into the bushes of flowers, Harry running to catch up to the boy. Uma stayed behind, walking the pathway with Ruby.

"I never got to thank you," the dark-skinned girl spoke.

"Thank...me?" Ruby questioned, before her mind flooded with memories of a small crying girl that she never got to console. "Oh, um."

Uma looked at her, her face sincere, "No really, thank you. No one ever...No one's ever tried to be there for me when I'm not feeling myself. And that day was, uh, particularly bad," she confessed.

"Oh...well, you're welcome. I never...had friends when I was little, and I just wanted to be nice I guess. The flowers never wanted me to have friends, they were not so nice," Ruby told her.

"Right," Uma nodded, slightly confused but thankful nonetheless. "I'm glad to see you out of that hellhole, too. I mean, the Isle was bad but your mother..I can't even imagine."

Ruby let her fingers dance across the daisy's as the two girls walked. She tried to not dwell on memories of the past, of that house, that woman. "Thanks. Things are better here, I guess. The walls may freeze, and the momwraths outgrabe, but if you know where you're going then it doesn't really matter at all."

Uma was spared a response when the two caught up with Harry and Gil, ironically where the rosebushes were. Ruby's body froze when she noticed Harry gripping a rose, almost as if he were about to pluck it off the bush.

"Don't!" She yelled, running and pushing the pirate away from her beloved roses. After checking the rose was okay, she turned to Harry, her finger pointing at him in accusation. "Don't you make the roses angry, you make them angry and broken and then they bicker nonstop and I'm the only one that has to deal with it."

"Whoa there, lass, 's just a wee flower,"Harry's hands went up into the air with a slight smirk on his face, one hand gripping a metal hook. A hook, how had Ruby not noticed it before. Her eyes widened at the glinting metal, the face of a younger boy clouding her mind.

"Just, don't touch my roses," She glared at him once more, Uma giving him an 'I told you so' look, before turning and leading them away from the gardens and to the tourney field.

The team was outside at practice when the small group arrived, and Ruby noticed Jay and Carlos waving to get her attention. The two boys ran to her, smelling like wet dog yet smiling like idiots.

"Hey, Red," They both greeted, out of breath.

Harry behind her scoffed. "This it? Tourney is a wee lad's game, with their little pointy sticks."

"That's because their lads are a bit wee," Ruby responded, smiling at Harry.

A weird look was shared among the others when suddenly Gil freaked out. He bent down as Dude strolled up, patting the dog happily. "What is this!!!!"

Jay and Carlos chuckled. "That's Dude, my dog," Carlos said.

"Wow," Gil said, amazed. "Dogs are cool."

"Wait 'till you see a zoo," Jay told him.

"A zoo?"

"Okay," Uma cut in, "As much as I enjoy..." she gestured to the group, "I think I'd like a bed a hell of a lot more."

"Right, well, we gotta get back to practice," Carlos nodded, running back to the team.

"See ya around," Jay said to Ruby (but mostly to Gil) as he followed suit.

"Back inside we go then," Ruby announced and led the trio indoors.

"Funny thing is," she said as they made it to the dorm quarters. "No one tells me a thing, so I have zero idea where your rooms are."

"'S alright," Harry answered, seemingly trying to break into one of the rooms. "We'll just pillage some for our own selves," his eyes glinted mischievously.

"That won't be necessary."

The four turned towards the voice, and Ruby was relieved to see it was only Ben.

"We already have rooms chosen out for you," he said, smiling and giving a quick wink to Ruby. "This way."

The group followed, and Ruby almost missed the way Harry's eyes glared into the back of Ben's head. Ben stopped right in front of Ruby's dorm, and opened a door right across from hers. "This will be for Harry and Gil," he stated, "And Uma, you're the next door down the hall. As much as I'd love to stay and chat, I've got a meeting to attend. It was nice to meet you all."

And with that he turned and marched back down from where they had came, leaving Ruby speechless and dumbfounded.

"Well, see ya, girl. I'm going take a well deserved nap," Uma said, smiling at Ruby before walking to her room.

Ruby opened the door to her room as Harry and Gil turned into their own. She quite literally kicked off her heels and walked to where she painting earlier that day. She let her hands gently glide over the bleeding rose, checking the paints dryness. She missed Harry sneaking in behind her, leaning on the door frame.

"Ye paint," he stated abruptly, making Ruby jump and spin towards the voice, wishing she had a pen to throw.

"Thank you, captain obvious. I do paint, what about it?" she told him, crossing her arms over her chest.

He tutted her, shaking his finger as he stepped closer to her. "Uma's the cap'n, lass. I'm 'er first mate. And, ye paint well."

Ruby became flustered and uncrossed her arms to scratch the back of her head. "Um, thanks." She suddenly pointed to the pocket watch painting, "Do you hear it, too?"

Instead of answering, Harry's hand whipped out and grabbed onto Ruby's wrist, causing her to stumble closer to him. The tip of his hook gently ran over the line of her scar, the one she tried every day to ignore.

"I know ye," he whispered, blue eyes boring into her own.

"I know you too," she whispered back, visions of the unspoken day prodding her brain

Harry opened his mouth to respond, but a knock at Ruby's open door made the two jump away from each other.

"Hey!" It was Evie, eyes sparkling with another scheme. "I'm throwing a dinner party for our newest VK's. Ruby,  you're invited too, of course!" She exclaimed.

Harry and Ruby went into the hallway where Gil and Uma were already waiting. Uma gave a questioning look to the two. Harry's eyes cleared, his regular mischievous demeanor returning.

"Finally, food! I am famished!" he announced.

Gil bounced on his heels. "Is it like a food party? I've never been to a party. And with food! This place is amazing!"

Uma rolled her eyes at the boys and Ruby let out a small giggle.

"This way!" Evie said, guiding the group down the hall. They met up with Mal and Ben, Jay and Carlos, as well as Doug and Jane. Ruby couldn't help but feel that this was going to be a very uncomfortable tea party.

[dam-those-words]

15 Questions Tag Game!

I was (kinda) tagged by @georgiacambrielwritblr!

Rules: Pick a character (or two in my case) from your WIP and have them answer these 15 questions, then tag 15 people!

(Also, I already had this post done but when I tried to post it Tumblr went Thud appearently and deleted it instead, so I had to start over. Sorry for the long wait Georgia lol)

1. What is your full name?

" I'm Aniol Kaminski," The dirty-blonde male on the interviewer's right ruffles his red and gold wings. It takes most of the interviewer's willpower to not stare at them while shaking his hand; of course they've seen wings before, but never like these.

"Mattea Sarai," Says the platinum blonde on the interviewer's left. She completely disregards the interviewers outstretched hand and instead sits back in her wooden chair and crosses her arms.

2. What does it mean?

"Mine means something like, 'Stone Angel,' in Polish, so that's pretty cool." Aniol's voice is a growly-type deep, and paired with his thick accent, it takes the interviewer a second the realize what he said.

"You're so lucky. [Throwback to when his name was actually Lucky lmao] My name means some bullshit like, 'Princess,' or 'God's Gift,' or something. Makes me wanna barf just thinking about it." Mattea says, making a puking gesture.

"Woah there, young lady. Who taught you to cuss?" Aniol grins at her, but the way he flashes it makes it seem more like baring his teeth.

Mattea raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean, 'Who taught you to cuss?' Have you heard yourself?" She leans forward in her wooden chair, putting her elbows on her knees.

Aniol leans forward, copying Mattea. He whispers-- well more like growls-- something too quiet for the interviewer to hear, but makes the rage in Mattea's eyes simmer.

The tension in the room makes the interviewer realize that the wooden table in between them would do nothing if the got into a fight as bad as they'd been rumored to. The interviewer clears their throat and asks the next question.

3. Do you two have any nicknames or other names?

"I don't really have any, but this little devil does call me Bird Boy more often than she calls me Aniol," Aniol nodded towards the girl across the wooden table.

Mattea had snatched a peanut butter cookie from the gold-lined plate in the middle of the table, and now had a mouthful of cookie. She somehow still managed to say, "Are you forgetting about Jexi calling you Ann? Like, Ann of Green Gables?"

Aniol simply rolls his eyes, replying, "I'm not forgetting, I'm just ignoring the fact that you've appearently eavesdropped. And don't talk while eating,"

"Its not like I try to listen to everything that happens in your guys' rooms, especially at night when you guys--"

"Anyway, why don't you tell them what your nickname is?" His cheeks are a bright red as he talks.

Mattea smiles, relaxing a little and shrugging. "I don't really have any, either. Oh, well, Mayson calls me Matt sometimes. But other than that, none."

4. What's your gender?

"Male, obviously," Aniol says, the pink already fading.

"Female," Mattea answers.

"God, we're so boring. I wish we had Dani so they could spice it up," There's a tinge of sadness in his voice. He frowns down at his hands where he holds a small paperclip he had been figiting with, his short and jagged hair falling into his eyes.

Mattea's eyebrows scrunch for a split second before a mask of arrogance passes over he features, and she says, "Speak for yourself, amigo. I'm the most interesting out of the entire Assassin's."

Aniol's returning look is so full of an emotion that the interviewer can't place, but still makes them look away and clear their throat yet again.

5. What is your sexuality?

"I'm pansexual," Aniol says quickly, sitting back in his chair and grabbing a cookie.

The confusion must have shown on the interviewer's face, since Aniol adds on, in a matter-of-fact tone, "It means that I can like anyone, regardless of their gender."

The interviewer nods and turns towards Mattea for an answer.

She had become a completely different person than she was about five seconds ago: she had somehow scrunched in on herself, grabbing her arms as if she were cold. Her lips were pursed.

"I--uh, I don't... I think--" Mattea is interrupted again by Aniol, but this time her expression changes to relief instead of amusement.

"We've talked about it before, and Mattea would like to not answer that question. If we could move on, that'd be great." He says in the same matter-of-fact tone as earlier.

6. Where are you from?

"Poland, though you can probably tell," Aniol says, his accent somehow becoming thicker than before.

Mattea clears her throat, the tension slowly leaving her body. "I'm from here. Akida."

7. How old are you?

"I'm 25. I was born on October 2nd, 2005." Aniol says.

"I'm only two years younger than him, and yet he somehow thinks that he's sooo--" Mattea does jazz hands as she speaks. "--much smarter and wiser than me, even though I obviously am the smarter one."

Aniol rolls his eyes, throwing the last bit of his cookie at her. He hits her directly in the forehead. His eyes go wide.

There's a moment of silence before they both burst out laughing. It fills the small room, and the interviewer can't help but join them.

8. Any special talents?

"Not really. I mean, I'm pretty good at baseball, but my wings get in the way for any sport." Aniol ruffles his wings again in emphasis. The interviewer silently thanks themselves again for remembering to get a special chair to accommodate his wings.

"I'm good at using most weapons, besides those stupid miscellaneous ones. I'm also good at braiding my own hair, which is something even Jexi can't do." Mattea figits with her hair tie, throwing Aniol an arrogant grin.

"Hey, you should put all that on your future resumes. I'm great at weapons, also known as murder, I can tie my hair back like any normal human, and I can be incredibly stupid! I'm the whole package!" Aniol mocks, making his deep voice extremely high.

The interviewer tenses, but is pleasantly surprised when all Mattea does is laugh and look expectantly for the next question.

9. Any kids?

Mattea bark-laughs again, shaking her head vigorously.

Aniol only shrugs his shoulders and says, "In the future, if my partner wants them. But none right now,"

10. What's your aesthetic?

Mattea interrupts Aniol before he has a chance to open his mouth, ticking the subjects off on her fingers as she talks, "Water fountains, pale roses, lip balm, pastel colors, stationary--"

It's Aniol's turn to cut her off, asking what an aesthetic is.

"It's like... your vibes. Like, for you it would be something like... maybe lots of grey and orange things." Mattea explains.

"That sounds stupid, but whatever. I guess mine is cobblestone, rain... uh, bright orange feathers and pumpkins. I don't know what it means, don't laugh at me!" He adds when Mattea tries to cover her laugh up with a cough.

11. Who's your best friend?

"Jexi,"

"Are you sure it's only best friend? Nothing else?" Mattea prods at Aniol's answer.

"Oh shut up. What about you and Mayson, huh?" He snaps back. Her cheeks turn as red as Aniol's cheeks earlier.

"That's not important,"

"Mhm," Though their words suggest tension, their eyes are full of amusement.

12. Would you ever get piercings or tattoos?

"I already have a tattoo," Aniol says, pulling up his grey sleeve to show a black and white tattoo of an arrow on his bicep.

"Wait, when did you get that?" Mattea asks, leaning forward to see it better.

"Jexi gave it to me when we were nineteen,"

Mattea's eyebrows rise. "Jexi did? And you still refuse to acknowledge the fact that she's--"

"Did I not make myself clear, Matt?" Aniol snarls, letting his sleeve fall down.

Mattea snarls right back.

The interviewer hastily asks the next question, hoping to change their focus onto them.

13. When are you happiest?

Aniol throws Mattea one last death glare before ruffling his wings yet again. "When I'm flying,"

"With a certain someone," Mattea tries to whisper but the interviewer hears her anyway, smirking.

"Do you have a death wish or what, Matt?"

"Name a time when I didn't,"

Aniol starts to respond but is cut off by the interviewer, still desperately hoping to get through this interview without a fight. The interviewer asks Mattea the question again.

"If I'm honest, I really like sketching. And archery. And I do like to banter with this idiot," She smiles again, but it's (thankfully) filled with much less venom than before.

That quickly, the tension leaves the room. The interviewer was amazed at their ability to start and end an argument in less than a minute. No wonder these two were always in trouble.

14. What's your biggest secret?

"Oooh, that's a good one. Why don't you go first, Aniol?" Mattea claps her hands, threading them together and putting them on her now crossed legs.

"Oh, uh. I guess... I'm terrified of spiders. Like, I hate then with my whole being,"

Mattea seemingly can't help but laugh at that, trying again and failing at turning it into a cough.

"Hey, you're scared of them, too! Don't you remember when you made Noah switch sleeping bags with you because you thought there was a spider in yours?" Aniol hastily defends himself.

"Yeah, but," Mattea is laughing so hard she can barely talk.

It takes longer than the interviewer would have liked for Mattea to finally calm down, and to ask the question again.

"I think my biggest secret is how I got this necklace and why." Mattea answers, holding out a silver chain with a half-cresent moon dangling on it.

When she doesn't continue, the interviewer decides to move on and get this interview over with.

15. Last question: What's the first thing you notice about people?

"Hmm. I think I notice how they move firstly. That alone tells you a lot about them," Mattea answers, nodding at her own answer.

A grin creeps onto Aniol's face at her, but he only says, "I notice their eye or lips first. I don't really know why, and I honestly should notice their movement first, but," He shrugs.

-

Oh jeez, I'm sorry for the long post lmao!

And idk about 15 people, since tumblr might decide to not actually tag them, but I'll try as many as I can think of!

@supersockosis @toboldlywrite @quillwritten @quilloftheclouds @fruzsiwrites @reeseweston @writeness @bartlebyboys @pens-swords-stuff @msmeaghanrey

As always, you dont have to do this is you dont want to (or already did it), and if I didnt tag you feel free to do it anyway and say I tagged you!

[jkbunniesandcreme]

Dance of the Two Doves (04)

Prologue l Chapter 1 l Chapter 2 l Chapter 3

Title: Dance of the Two Doves

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. rest of BTS)

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, High School AU, Soulmate AU

Word Count: 1,744

Summary: Fate decided to play on a young girl and boy’s lives. Can the two young kids find each other despite everyone and all odds against them?

A/N: LMAO wow lookie here. It’s Sunday and I didn’t update on Saturday. LMAO oops. I’m such a horrible author I can’t. Anyways, hope y’all lovelies enjoy this chapter!!!~~~ Also I’ve just noticed how silent my readers are. P.S. remember to follow me for more updates as I am projecting DOTTD to be around 10 chapters. Share and like~~~ Thank you guys so much for the continuous support!! See y’all next week~  (rip i start school tomorrow rip)

The walk home was excruciatingly awkward. Jungkook volunteered to walk me home after witnessing my mental breakdown, voicing his reason that a girl shouldn’t be walking home alone in the evening. Embarrassment was clawing at my insides as I thought of the previous happening. I looked over to Jungkook as we continued the slow journey home. The boy stared straight ahead and made no moves to make a conversation.

With a feeling of slight disappointment, I looked at the floor and stared at my feet. The night was cold and I was starting to regret not bringing my jacket this morning. “Can this day get any worse?” I swore under my breath and reminded myself to always bring a windbreaker on a Spring day.

“Hmm, what was that, Y/N?” Jungkook asked.

Oh shit. I began to bite my fingers in nervousness.

Suddenly, Jungkook reached over and grabbed my wrist softly. We had stopped in the middle of the street. “Stop, Y/N. Stop worrying. I don’t know what happened in the past but it’s the past. Move on and live in the present. I’m here for you and I’m not leaving you. I promise,” he said.

I stay looking at the concrete floor and was too afraid to look at him.

His fingers reached under my chin and tilted my head up slightly so we could make eye contact.

“Y/N, talk to me please,” Jungkook said with sad and hopeful eyes.

I shuddered and finally took a deep breath before looking at him. “Forget what happened tonight. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what came about me.”

Jungkook dropped his hands and replied, “Okay. I won’t pressure you to talk more on the subject anymore. Come on. We should hurry. It’s getting dark fast.” He smiled at me and we continued to walk.

How do you not remember, Jungkook?

We finally reached the front gate of my house. I pressed the code into the gate and once the gate beeped, I reached to push the gate open. Jungkook’s hand reached out to stop me from opening the front gate. “Give me your phone,” he commanded.

Confused, I took out my phone and gave it to him. He took it and dialed a number in.

“Here. I just saved my number in your phone. Make sure to call me once you settle down,” he said with his signature honey melting smile.

I looked at him shyly and muttered thanks. I bowed at him and proceeded to walk through the front lawn after closing the gate. Slowly, I turned around and waved goodbye at him. Jungkook returned the wave and stood there waiting. I walked into the house and saw that my mom was washing the dishes from what I assume, from dinner. “I’m home!” I exclaimed.

“Y/N, you’re finally home?” Yoongi asked while eating an apple.

I groaned and nodded. “Where have you been, Y/N? You even missed dinner and you never miss out on a meal,” asked my mom. She stood by the sink with both hands on the hip.

“Sorry. I had detention because I forgot an assignment,” I pouted at my mom. I looked at her, waiting for my impending doom when to my surprise, she laughed.

“Aish, it’s okay but you should have called or at least text me if you weren’t going to join us for dinner.” She wiped her hands on the towel and left the kitchen.

“You got lucky lil’ sis,” Yoongi said. “What are you going to eat now?”

I was about to reply when I remembered Jungkook’s favor before he left. “Nothing. I’m not hungry anyway,” I replied as I made my way to my room. I pushed opened the door and turned on the light. Quickly, I made my way to my window and looked out on the street. I saw Jungkook’s back turning at the corner of the street and felt my smile creep up on my face. I stared at his disappearing back until I couldn’t see him anymore. Sighing, I closed the curtains and leaned against my bedside table. He waited for me. GAH. I fell face flat on my bed and kicked my legs in the air excitedly. My stomach was filled with fluttering butterflies that seemed neverending. I stopped myself and groaned. What am I doing? I’m such an embarrassment.

BUZZ…

My phone vibrated on the bedside table. I finally stopped my “tantrum” and reached over to check my phone. When I finally snapped back to reality, my eyes widened in shock immediately upon seeing Jungkook’s name appear on the screen.

Jungkook: hey! I hope you are resting well. What are you doing rn? I didn’t get any notifs from you so I was wondering if everything was okay :)

I blinked twice and rubbed to make sure I was not seeing things. When the message didn’t disappear, I gasped loudly and dropped my phone to the ground.

A rush of quick footsteps approached my room and Yoongi appeared.

“Y/N! Are you okay?” he asked with concern. He looked at the floor and saw my phone. “Yo, you’ve been acting really weird today since you’ve come home. You fine?”

“Umm.. yeah… Wait, how did you even hear me drop my phone?” I asked out of curiosity. There was just no way the phone made that much of a noise.

“Oh, I was on my way to the restroom. Anyways whatever,” Yoongi said. “Go to sleep, dear sister. Your eyebags are becoming more apparent by the second. Them bags are going to become Gucci designer bags soon. Also, I hope my annoying little sister comes back to take over her body again. I’m not liking this new “nonchalant” Y/N.” He shrugged and walked away.

“Aish! THANK YOU FOR NOTHING, YOONGI!” I yelled at his disappearing figure. I laid on my bed while holding my phone in the air. What should I say? Ugh, the stress. I shook my head and began typing.

Y/N: Sorry for the late reply. I got caught up with my mom and brother. I’m doing fine haha. I’m just chilling in my room.

I sighed and pressed send.

A tapping sound came from my window. I looked and saw a dove on the windowsill. Why are you appearing in front of me again? I thought back when I first saw the dove outside of SOPA during lunch time. Are you trying to tell me something, little one? I opened the window slowly. To my surprise, the dove didn’t move and instead cocked its head to the side and stared at me. It chirped and took one last look at me and flew away. Hmm, how weird. I shrugged and waited for Jungkook’s reply.

My phone vibrates once again. I excitedly checked and opened up his message.

Jungkook: It’s fine haha. Same. Also, some white dove came to my window and I got weirded out. I’m about to take a shower rn so I’ll ttyl? :)

My cheeks warmed up at his reply as I thought about him shirtless with a towel… WOAH!! WHAT THE HELL, Y/N? Clear your brain right now! Wait did he say dove? Why did he see the bird?

Jungkook: You okay? What towel? You saw a dove too?  

I screamed. “Oh my god!” I grabbed my hair out of frustration and hid my face in my pillow. “Okay, Y/N. No more leaked thoughts.”

The phone buzzed again.

Jungkook: LMAO I think you’re going through a mental crisis rn. So lemme take a shower first.

I stared at my phone, not knowing how to reply to him. “He’s such a tease,” I pouted at my phone.

“Who’s a tease?” Yoongi asked by the doorway all of a sudden.

“CAN YOU NOT, MIN YOONGI?” I yelled.

“Hey, I’m older than you Ms. Min,” Yoongi retorted. “So watch your language. But seriously, what’s going on? Boy problems?”

I blushed hard.

“Oh my god, Y/N. Are you serious? My little sister is growing up?” Yoongi squealed while running to my side. “What does he look like? What’s his name? Is he pop-”

“My dear brother, there is no boy problem okay?” I tried to persuade him to stop pestering me with more questions.

“Fine. Just tell me his name,” he continued asking. “Please, Y/N.” He gave me puppy eyes and pouted at me. I can’t believe I’m younger than this dude.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, “His name is Jeon Jungkook.” I looked at my brother, waiting for his reaction. Just hearing myself say his name made my heart beat faster. To my surprise, Yoongi’s eyes widened.

“JEON JUNGKOOK?” he screamed in my ear.

“God, why do you need to scream? Why do you know him?” I covered my ears.

Yoongi just stared at me and kept quiet. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he finally opened his mouth. “Y/N, don’t get close to him. Please. Promise me you won’t see him again. He’s not the type of guy you think he is,” he looked at me sternly and patted my head. “You deserve better,” and with that, he walked out of my room.

Stunned, I stayed frozen. I stare at my phone, looking at Jungkook’s message. The speech bubbles were still blinking as I thought about what Yoongi said earlier. I sighed and shook my head. It’s fine, Y/N. Your brother is just trolling you… right? What’s up with him? Not wanting Yoongi to ruin the mood, I typed out my reply.

Y/N: lol sorry for the numerous amounts of apologies but yeah… haha. Umm. no towel?

I looked at my calendar and realized it’s going to be Saturday tomorrow. I continued the message.

Y/N: Can we meet up tomorrow morning? :)

I bit my fingers as I decided if it was the right wording so I didn’t sound like a creep.

Ugh, I’m such a baby. I pressed send and held my phone to my chest as I wait for the doors of Fate to open.

Will he accept my offer? Will he accept me, a weirdo who melts at everything he does and says? Jungkook, are you a man I should trust?

Feeling sleep welcoming me with big arms, I put my phone on the bedside table and turned off all the lights and got ready for bed.

Saturday, please come quick. And with that, I finally closed my eyes.

[tenpioca]

get to know me tag !!

RULES: ANSWER THESE 92 (THERE’S 88 BUT) STATEMENTS AND TAG 20 PEOPLE.

i was tagged by @jaeminsanae 

jaeminsanae: ilysm marry me please???

me: why marry me i’m lame af :^) also i think there’s a law against underage and overage people marrying, but i can be like a mom... or older sister! i’ve already got @mochamark​ as my kid.

i tag my homies @stormae (love of my life), @nctreacting (the best flo, the only flo who matters), @yourjaehyun (we haven’t talked in so long !!), @fruitlatte (honey ily2), @mochamark (HONEY I LOVE YOU!), @teeyongs, @caliboyjaeffrey​, @koreankollection (both admins), @hiyuta, and @suhsexual.

THE LAST:

1. DRINK: water (woah how exciting !)

2. PHONE CALL: my mom

3. TEXT MESSAGE: (lmao it’s so boring) “mhmm” 

4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: Breakaway by George Ezra

5. THE TIME YOU CRIED: today while watching Class lmao.

HAVE YOU:

6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: no.

7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: no.

8. BEEN CHEATED ON: no.

9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: yeah, in both death and reality.

10. BEEN DEPRESSED: i don’t think so.

11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: nah, man. throwing up is for losers. 

TOP 3 FAVORITE COLORS

12. soft blue

13. pastel pink

14. emerald green

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: yeah! since i started my job in october i’ve made a lot of friends irl and also on this blog as well. :^)

16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: mm, no!

17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: yeah, ahaha we went to iHop after going to an anime convention and our friend, tiyah, just... cracked us up the whole time. her humor is very random so you never knew what would happen next.

18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: all it ever is, is gossip at work. this one lady thought i was someone else and told the cashiers not to talk to me. but now she loves me and i love her. 

19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: uhhhhhh???

20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: since i graduated last year you can really see who sticks around and who doesn’t.

21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: no.

GENERAL

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: 70, so all of them.

23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: i have two puppers named sunny day and penny lane, an axolotl named maisie, a giant fish tank full of fish plus my brothers beta, we used to have a chameleon named jerry seinfeld but he passed as well as a bearded dragon named drago that my dad had to give away because he was hard to care for. and then two other dogs maggie and zoe who passed a few years ago. 

24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: i’ve struggled with liking my name over the years, but no i wouldn’t. if i had to, i’d probably go with elliot.

25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOU LAST BIRTHDAY: i went out of town with my best friend. we went to a fancy restaurant and walked around a mall before going back to my house watching VIXX videos until it was dinner and we had vermicelli from a vietnamese restaurant and then cookie cake.

26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: 9:30 AM

27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: sleeping, yesterday was a hard day so i went straight to sleep.

28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: this friday i’m going downtown for a concert!

29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: last night before i went to bed.

30. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE: how terribly i hate change.

31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: my fan (ok now that i realize the silence VIXX) 32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: no, but i know of tom holland. 33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: a lot of things do but,,, uhhh my brain is drawing a blank at what they are.

LOST QUESTIONS

34. MOLE(S): i have one on my neck i think?? it looks more like a freckle but it’s raised.

35. MARK(S): i have a strawberry patch birthmark on my right forearm. i always get asked if it’s a scab or marker...

36. CHILDHOOD DREAM: uhm, teacher i think?

37. HAIR COLOR: dark brown hair, but i want to strip the color and go blonde tbh (bc i bleached it a few weeks back...)

38. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: short-ish, it reaches my shoulders... i need a haircut man.

39. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: uh @stormae​ tbh (but like, platonically?? a platonic wife, can you have that?) ;^)

40. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: my sarcasm, writing, my full lips and uh, my hair (sometimes).

41. PIERCINGS: nose piercing and double ear piercings.

42. BLOODTYPE: A+ (so if you guys ever find me bleeding out, you know my blood)

43. NICKNAME(S): ash, ash ketchum, ashbae, and a lot of other ones regarding my last name.

44. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single and redy to die.

45. ZODIAC: taurus !

46. PRONOUNS: she/her

47. FAVORITE TV SHOW: orphan black and steven universe

48. TATTOOS: i have one on my left arm that i got a week ago of an astronaut in space with the lyrics “don’t you be afraid if you start floating away” ! another to come to match.

49. RIGHT OR LEFT HAND: right

50. SURGERY: i’ve only really had oral surgery so, two root canals, four extractions and another root canal to come (´;︵;`)

51. HAIR DYED A DIFFERENT COLOR: i used to dye my hair all the time. aquamarine, pink, slightly red, blonde, purple, and green.

52. SPORT: uhhh, does sleeping count?

53. VACATION: i’m going downtown this friday?? and then... not much else.

54. PAIR OF TRAINERS: i have some Nike’s.

MORE GENERAL

55. EATING: i’m gonna eat domino’s soon.

56. DRINKING: my saliva 

57. I’M ABOUT TO: lay down in my bed and scroll through tumblr. hopefully motivation to write comes back soon.

58. WAITING FOR: my motivation.

59. WANT: to hang out with my best friend and drink boba tea.

60. GET MARRIED: do you need to? i can officiate! legally too.

61. CAREER: god who fucking knows. atm i want to be a published author lmao!!

62. HUGS OR KISSES: hugs.

63. LIPS OR EYES: eyes.

64. SHORTER OR TALLER: same height or taller.

65. OLDER OR YOUNGER: honestly, i prefer the same age but older ig.

66. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: arms !!

67. SENSITIVE OR LOUD: depends, bc both can be troublesome.

68. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: relationship.

69. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: depends too, bc hesitant can be annoying and troublemaker doesn’t always mean lawfully !

HAVE YOUR EVER:

70. KISSED A STRANGER: no.

71. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: yah.

72. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: lmao all the time !!

73. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: actually did today :^)))))))

74. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: oh, woah woah. that’s no, no, boy. no, no, no.

75. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: i don’t think so.

76. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: probably.

77. BEEN ARRESTED: nah bro.

78. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: yeah, although i hate showing my tears.

79. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: how’d ya know ???

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

80. YOURSELF: meh

81. MIRACLES: ig

82. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: ahahahahahah no.

83. SANTA CLAUS: nah bro

84. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: idk man, you do you as long as the other person is cool with it.

85. ANGELS: i don’t know, religiously im really confused. 

86. CURRENT BEST FRIENDS NAME(S): burg, nest and drake.

OTHER

87. EYECOLOR: hazel.

88. FAVORITE MOVIE: moulin rouge and this thailand movie i can never remember the name of...

[dearlyvon]

Get to Know Me Tag

Tagged by @stuckinthekookiejar

Rules: Answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nickname(s): Marg, Margo, Margox (lmao, I have weird nicknames)

2. Gender: Female

3. Star Sign: Pisces

4. Height: 152 cm (? I think. I legit forgot already lol)

5. Time: (UTC) 10:58 AM

6. Birthday: February 24

7. Favorite Bands(s): BLACKPINK, BTS, Pentatonix

8. Favorite Solo Artist: Halsey, Taylor Swift, Owl City

9. Song Stuck in my head: As if it’s Your Last by BLACKPINK, Don’t Wanna Cry by Seventeen (is it possible to have 2 songs stuck in your head?)

10. Last Movie watched: The Amazing Spider Man 

11. Last Show watched: Suspicious Partner

12.  When did I create my blog: October 2016 (I think)

13. What do I post: Currently I post BTS related stuff. Sometimes scenarios if I feel like it

14. Last thing I googled: To be honest, Amazing Spider Man. It was to check if ‘Spider Man’ had a space or not lmao.

15. Do you have other blogs: Nope. This is my only blog here in tumblr as of now.

16.  Do you get asks: Nope. I actually just switched it on last night so that people could actually send me asks.

17. Why did you choose your url: Because I liked the name ‘Luna’ and I liked the word ‘Abyss’. Idk where I got the ‘Aria’ but it just popped into my head one day and I liked how it sounded. Also because this is the same name I have on Wattpad haha. I was too lazy to try and think of a new name.

18. Following: 117 (good lord. I didn’t realize I actually follow so much people haha)

19. Followers: 24 (PEOPLE ACTUALLY FOLLOW THIS BLOG WOAH)

20. Favorite colors: Purple, Blue, Pastel Pink, Silver, Black and Gray

21. Average Hours of Sleep: On a school day, 5-6. On a weekend, 7-8.

22. Lucky number: 7, 18 and 27

23. Instruments: I seriously do not know how to play any instruments. Like none at all.

24. What am I wearing: A duster and shorts aka my “pangbalay” clothes. (basically my clothes I usually wear at home)

25. How many Blankets I sleep with: 1 if it’s cold, but usually none.

26.  Dream Job: I want to be a Forensic Scientist actually. But in all honesty, I’m just going to become what my family tells me to be. I don’t really know what I want to be. The one thing I want to be is something they won’t approve since I have to go abroad for it.

27. Dream Trip: Japan! South Korea! Europe! 

28. Favorite Food: Baby Back Ribs, Squash with gata (a filipino dish), French Fries, Ice Cream, Cake

29. Nationality: Filipino

30. Favorite Song now: mAJIMAK CHOREOM-- As if It’s your Last by BLACKPINK lmao. I’m still learning the choreo for this. I almost got it memorized hehe. 

... I don’t have any friends to tag this with sooo Imma not follow the rules lmao. (Oh wait, I tag @isabelthea0420 and @tintheelite1516 hehe. You guys are probably not gonna do this tag anyway)

[xxdrowningbutbreathingxx]

Begin Again

Part 3 (I guess?) of the Jumin series. Please read part 1 and part 2 before reading this (not really necessary but you’ll understand things better) :>

And @thehoneybuddhadefender I have no idea what you want to look like in this but I’m really going to do it and will be making up stuff in the process so prepare to cringe.

“And you held back your head laughing like a little kid

I think it’s strange that you think I’m funny cause he never did

I’ve been spending the last 8 months, thinking all I’ve ever done is break, and burn, and end

But on a Wednesday, in a cafe

I watch it begin again”

- Begin Again, Taylor Swift

Jumin tried to be happy for MC.

Jumin was going out of his mind; trying to work while faking to be happy is the most exhausting thing he have ever done, and also something he didn’t fancy. He was disappointed on how fragile and vulnerable he have become, and would usually cry in frustration as soon as he gets home from work.

But he still tried to be happy for MC and Saeyoung; he knew that Saeyoung would take care of her and is sorry for what he have done, so he shouldn’t hold a grudge. Same goes for MC, he forgave her too but it just wounds him to see them together. Especially if he haven’t gotten over their memories and his love for her. MC already did let go, it was Jumin that prevented himself from moving on.

It was a tiring cycle: waking up, work, try not to let anybody know how broken he is, and cry to sleep before repeating all those the next day. It was truly pathetic for him to resort to that kind of life, and was desperate to find something that would hopefully break the cycle.

But he didn’t expect it to be like this.

How did he end up lying on the carpet just because some girl going under the name “Little Chip” was in his office?

“Can you please enlighten me about why such measures have to be acted upon—” “Shut up, okay? I really don’t want to tase you,” Little Chip (he still finds the name ridiculous) said as she burns through the files on his desk. Jumin was alarmed once she started to go through them because those are important for the company.

“Hey! Excuse me, Miss, but you can’t–” “I told you already that I go by ‘Little Chip’. Why wouldn’t you use that?” She dropped the files as she addressed him, and by that time Jumin already got himself off of the floor and is fixing his suit. “First of all those files are clearly not yours and second, I refuse to call anyone by that absurd name,” Jumin replied in annoyance, giving her an irritated look as she roll her eyes.

“Whatever, suit yourself.”

“Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“Oh wow, didn’t think I would be talking to Mr. Grey today. Should I bend over this table and let you whip me?” She teased and he growled. “Watch your words before I actually whip you,” Jumin growled at her and that’s when her eyes widened.

“Okay, wait. So do you, like, actually do that? Oh my God I feel so filthy–” “Of course you should. You went through my files which is, if my memory serves me right, a sin,” Jumin said crossing his arms, coming to the realization that this girl is beyond hopeless. “That’s not what I really mean but sure, whatever floats your boat,” Little Chip said, giving up on the files. She looked at Jumin before looking back at the files and sighing in resignation.

“Okay, fine, I got nothing. 707 is really accurate with you being uptight,” Little Chip added as an afterthought, loud enough for Jumin to hear. “So you know who’s 707,” Jumin said making the girl cock an eyebrow at him.

“Well no shit, Sherlock. I wouldn’t mention his name for nothing. I suppose I am not as mysterious as I am a while ago.” “As if you still aren’t mysterious,” Jumin replied before looking at the scattered files. “So are you going to fix that or not?” She rolled her eyes before picking them up and putting them in a neat stack on his desk.

At least she could clean.

“Now will you please enlighten me on what is going on?” “Sorry, I can’t say,” Little Chip replied “Security measures.” Jumin nodded in response. “But I still have some sort of involvement to whatever your searching for.” “Yeah,” she said, looking as if she didn’t want to go just yet. Strangely, Jumin felt the same way.

“So am I going to whip you now?” He joked making her eyes widen. “Woah, wait, back up. Please tell me you aren’t serious because I haven’t written my will yet and–” Jumin cut her off with a laugh, which is another surprising thing. Normally it would take a lot more to make him laugh, but something about the situation made it funnier than it seems.

“Oh my God you need a lesson on how to execute a joke properly,” Little Chip remarked making him sober up. “So I have been told,” Jumin replied with now a small smile, cocking his eyebrow when he noticed the faint tint of pink on her cheeks.

“Are you blushing or….?” “W-what? I’m not… Ugh this is nothing please don’t mind me,” Little Chip said as she turned away, the pinkish color on her cheeks becoming more visible. “If you say so,” Jumin said, his mind whirring with questions.

It’s too soon to feel like this, isn’t it? Then why…?

“I need to go now,” Little Chip said to Jumin, making her way to the open window. Jumin wondered how nobody would notice her, but didn’t voice it out loud. “Will I see you again?” Jumin said in a surge of impulsiveness and courage, and Little Chip turned to him with a slight blush.

Jumin decided that she is cute.

“I don’t know, who knows? You can try to get involved in some case just to see me,” Little Chip joked, preparing for her exit. “Oh, and I will totally search info about you. I’m still unsure with your so called ‘joke’.” Jumin chuckled, shaking his head.

“It was nice meeting you, Little Chip.” “You too, Mr. Han,” she said in reply, saluting him before going out through the window.

She may have left, but the smile she brought him certainly stayed with her memory.

Jumin began to consider getting involved in a crime to see her.

This is crappy but I actually love this 😂

This is so ridiculous but oh my God I just can’t help myself. If we’re going to be honest this sounds more like a crack fic than a fluffy fic but why not?

Sorry if the characters are a bit out of character I tried to maintain it but my finger slipped.

@thehoneybuddhadefender Congrats on your 1k followers and I hope this is good enough lmao

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