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yemilnisu · 4 years

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CONVENIENCE STORE

Synopsis: as kageyama was looking for the milk he was craving for, he came across a lovely convenience store owned who other than you.

Pairing: kageyama x fem!reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.3K

nisu entries:

a short and kinda rushed fanfic for the birthday boy! happy birthday, kageyama tobio!🥛♥️ i apologize if it’s too short🥴

Kageyama groaned in frustration as he noticed that the milk he was looking for was not in the fridge. With a glum look on his face, he walked out of the store and looked for a different store that may sell the milk he was craving.

He noticed an average-sized store and made his way there. He walked past this store a couple of times but never really visited it, being that the store he would regularly buy his necessities have everything he needs.

The setter had to admit that the interior was quite lovely, no wonder this was well-known between his schoolmates and a few people were inside.

Kageyama noticed a guy in front of the cashier and concluded that the fellow must be a regular customer since he was chatting with the female behind the counter. He didn't bother knowing who was who because that was not the reason he was there.

His dark blue eyes met a stock of milk carton he was looking for. He eagerly grabbed four of them and made a mental note that this store has plenty of them.

As he placed the items on the counter to pay for them. He met the sparkling eyes of the young lady in front of him. "You're Kageyama, right? Kageyama Tobio," she exclaimed. Flashing the sweetest smile the boy has ever seen.

He merely nodded before the girl starts rambling, "Oh, my gosh! Kageyama Tobio is in our shop! You're a member of Karasuno's boys' volleyball club, right? I've watched your matches! You guys were amazing! Oh, no. I'm so sorry for babbling!"

"No, no. It's fine," he chuckled. Normally, he would either try to stop the person from babbling or cut them off saying he needs to do other stuff but this time he wanted to hear it, he wanted to hear your rambles.

"I got a little excited," you giggled. "By the way, I'm Y/n. I don't know if you have heard of me but I'm from class 5," you stated as you gave him the plastic bag which contains the cartons of milk he purchased.

"Class 5? Then you must be smart," he mused, giving you the payment.

"Oh, no. I'm not," you wheezed. "Believe me, I don't even know how I got there," you confessed.

"I should probably get going," Kageyama stated as he glanced behind him. The next person in line was profusely glaring at him. He took a sip from the carton box and peered in your direction before leaving the store.

"Excuse me, do you know where Yachi is?" Hinata asked as a student from class 5 walked out of the room. "They don't know where's Yachi. I told you we'll start studying after practice or tomorrow," he complained. The guy in front of him didn't make any remark because his eyes were wandering everywhere like its looking for someone. "I told you she's not inside the classroom."

"Hmm," Kageyama hummed not paying attention to what the tangerine was saying.

"Oi!" Hinata smacked him in the head.

The setter tried to remain calm by shutting his eyes close and slowly turning his way to the middle blocker. "Do that again. I dare you," he smiled but his eyes say otherwise. The oblivious middle blocker did hit him again. "Why you, little!"

Hinata was quick on his feet and was able to dodge when Kageyama tried to hit him. He ran away as fast as he could from his scary teammate, running past the students that were in the hallway.

As Hinata swerved to the corner, Kageyama did too, he swerved to the side when a student walked out of the corner, but little did he know that there was another person that also walk out the corner. When he finally saw the girl, it was too late. They already collided with each other and fell on the floor.

Kageyama was on top of the girl and before making it awkward he quickly gets up. "I'm so sorry!" he apologized. He reached his hand out to help her stand up. "Y/n! I'm so sorry," and even a large amount of regret swallowing him when he found out who the person he bumped to.

"Ouch," you softly whimper.

"Bring her to the clinic, Kageyama!" Hinata shouted.

Kageyama being in a panic estate dragged you along the corridor and brought you to the clinic. The school's doctor checked you up and after knowing that you were alright, he scolds the first years, saying that it was dangerous to suddenly make you stand up after you just hit your head. Lucky for them the impact was not that strong so you were fine.

"No. You don't have to walk me home. Didn't the doctor said that I was fine, besides don't you have practice?" you said stopping the fellow in front of you from carrying your backpack.

"Yes, he did, but he also said to take primarily precaution," he acknowledged, successfully stealing the bag from your grasp. "I do, but it's not like Daichi-san will let me practice if I didn't walk you home," he sighed.

He remembered how Daichi wouldn't even let him take one step into the gym. He didn't know how the captain knew the incident, but he probably heard it from the other students since rumors can easily spread inside Karasuno, likewise the vice principal's wig incident.

Kageyama thought that maybe Hinata told Daichi but he quickly scratched the thought off since if the latter did he will also be walking you home because he was the one Kageyma was chasing.

"Oh, no. Did I get you in trouble? I'll go talk to Daichi-san, right now!" you affirmed. You were already making your way to the volleyball gym but you soon come to a halt, when Kageyama held your wrist and dragged you out of the school premises.

"Let's just get you home," he sternly said. You gave in and led the way to your house.

"So this is my house. If you hurry, I think you can still catch up to your practice," you advised.

"Y/n-chan~" a female voice called out then the door opened. "Oh, who's this friend of yours. Wait, you're the cute customer that would always go to the store to either buy milk or yogurt and would stay for a while," she divulged.

You took notice of Kageyama's cheeks, it had a hue of pink and you took this as he was embarrassed. "He's a friend of mine. Can you wait inside, thanks!" you shoved your sister back inside and slamming the door shut before she can complain.

"Sorry, that was my older sister. She can be quite talkative sometimes," you admitted. "Uh, I didn't know you would regularly come to the shop."

You thought that the time he went there was a one-time thing since his house and the store was a few blocks away. Also, the fact that there's a closer convenience store around their block.

"Uh, yeah. The, uh, the convenience store I would normally go to doesn't sell the milk I want," he stuttered. He didn't know why he felt a bit embarrassed telling you that he's practically obsessed with dairy products.

"Are you talking about the milk you bought that day?" you asked. You were talking about the day you met him at the store.

"Yeah," he shyly replied.

"I could just deliver one when were at school, so you don't have to walk all the way here. Just tell me when you want one," you offered.

"It's fine. You don't have to. Besides, this is my route every time I jog so it's not a bother plus I like visiting your store," he complimented. He found it weird how he could casually compliment you since he wasn't the type to give compliments daily.

"Aww! Thanks, I'm glad you liked the store. My mom let me and my sister design it. But seriously, I don't mind delivering some milk to you at school," you thought that maybe he was shy to make you deliver milk to him so you insisted once more because it was obvious how he likes those dairy products.

"If you insist, deliver one every day."

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echo-three-one · 3 years

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Whatever It Takes : RELOADED

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If I Remember Correctly

Maxine Winters

Safe House 110197, Brazil

Maxine looked at Samantha and smiled. They were finally together once again, as roommates, but this time, the room was huge and they were surrounded by strong men who were willing to risk their lives to protect them.

"How are you holding up?" Maxine asked.

"Everything's a swirl of hazy incomplete memories. It feels like I'm mostly recalling them back, but the details are a bit mixed. It doesn't feel right that I recall Alex as someone from work, right?" she chuckled. She must've been going through a lot of things right now, and it looked like Alex successfully helped her recall most of her forgotten memories. Maybe all she needed was someone to influence her.

"Hey Sam, what kinds of things have I told you about my past? France already told me some of my unforgettable memories but they still seem too unclear." She asked, Samantha looked excited as she began recalling something from the unaltered part of her memory.

"Well, for starters you told me a lot about your little sister. However since your mother died, the two of you were always together solving the problems as a team until you both decided to enlist her in the army. You told it was both the happiest and saddest moment of your life." She said with a smile on her face. Maxine never felt anything but knowing that that was their situation, it made sense how France was trying hard to win her back. She was the only one she had. And it must've hurt that the only companion she ever had didn't even remember her.

"I… I didn't know that…" she faltered. Samantha quickly reached out a hand to hold hers.

"Just take your time to remember… I'm sure France understands the situation." Samantha replied, turning to the door as it slowly pushed itself open. Alex peeked from the said door and asked.

"Am I disturbing any girl talk?"

"A little. But I'll forgive you for now." Samantha grinned as Alex entered the room, dressed in comfortable sleeping wear.

"I made a deal with France to swap sleeping positions for tonight. Make sure skipping tomorrow's pancake will be worth it." he winked as he settled behind Samantha, the spooning was awkward as his metal leg was unbendable and heavy, but Maxine noticed the smile in Samantha's eyes and how it quickly forgot the uncomfort he was giving her. Maybe that's true love.

"Aw… I was about to add extra honey to your plate, Alex. What you did to Samantha was the sweetest thing ever. I guess France is up for a treat." She joked, making the girls giggle while Alex furrowed his brows.

"Well then, this night better be worth it." He proceeded to tickle Samantha and they found themselves rolling and rolling. Maxine took a minute to admire the scenery before her eyes slowly closed itself to sleep.

Ever since being brainwashed, Maxine wasn't able to dream of something, every morning she would be greeted by the same empty feeling, her thoughts would always consist of recent events.

This night was different. She vividly recalled a rainy afternoon. She and Francine stood by their mother's grave.

"I'm going to the army next week, Mom. It might take a while since I'll be seeing you again." Francine knelt and placed a small floral pot they arranged.

"Yeah Mom, your daughter finally used her toughness somewhere other than fighting me!" She remembered herself joking and nudging her sister. These were things that they did on a weekly basis, visit their mother’s grave and talk about their week.

“And since she’s out training for the rest of her life, I decided to move to California, maybe look for restaurants to work on maybe look for someone special.” Maxine mused. She could hear France giggle.

“I, on the other hand, won’t let myself fall for any of those tough army men.” France added.

“Are you sure about that? It’s like… turning down a million dollar offer.” Maxine teased.

“It really depends on the person. But while I’m in training, I’ll focus on improving.” She amended.

Then the memory faded, it felt like tv static started to consume her whole dream until she found herself awake, gasping for air.

“You okay?” Alex groggily asked her, cuddling Samantha who was sound asleep. She nodded and got up, she felt very thirsty.

Maxine hurriedly walked down the stairs quietly passing the empty command center. Oddly enough, the kitchen light was open and she could hear soft clanking of cutlery. She took a peek at Gary Sandersom, who’s sticking his tongue out and too busy making finishing touches on a cake of sorts. She knew they didn't have the right mould for basic pastries but seeing him actually holding a cake, surprised her.

“So this is the reason I wake up to missing ingredients.” She spoke firmly and crossed her arms, walking closely to Roach who scrambled and immediately hid the cake behind him.

“I’m just trying out new stuff. Baking looked fun.” He lied, stepping further back until his butt hit the sink.

“I already saw what you’re working on Gary. How did you form the shape? We didn’t have any mold.”

“When there’s a will, there’s a way.” He smiled proudly and showed her his cake. It was cylindrical, almost like that of a

“Mugs.” he explained as Maxine crept closer to his work, her eyes probed around it like a judge from masterchef.

“Wow. This looks nice. Is this for you?” she asked, feeling Gary’s body shake differently.

“Actually, it’s for you… France told me about your birthday and since I already missed it. I wanted to share one with you. You know… for uh… formality.” he stuttered. It was obvious that Gary was nervous. She felt this ever since they started cooking together, and she noticed that he was improving around her.

“Aww… thanks. No one’s ever baked a cake for me. Samantha just buys them.” Maxine chuckled and sat on the chair as Gary pulled out a candle and lit it.

“I’m supposed to give you one before we leave tomorrow. I guess you got too excited.” he laughed nervously and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. Maxine gently reached for the hand and grazed it softly, smiling at Gary’s excited face.

“Make a wish.” Gary whispered, his minty breath tickled her nose. Maxine closed her eyes as the warm flame heated her cheeks. She would have wished for something personal, but instead she wished for something she thought needed to happen first.

“I wish… that this war will be over.” she opened her eyes and blew her candle as Roach silently clapped and cheered.

“Belated Happy Birthday Maxine.” He greeted with a warm hug, Maxine slowly gave in to his embrace and faced him. Tension sparked in the air between them as the chemicals moving between them started to react to each other, drawing their lips closer to each other. It was almost automatic, none of them held back as their lips clashed into a soft yet intense kiss. Their tongues were too shy to act but the lips were eager to meet again, soft smooches filled the quiet kitchen as their hands started to climb up to their faces.

“I.. um..” Gary shyly held back, his hands parted from her cheeks as they both stepped back from each other.

“It’s okay…" She whispered quickly, turning back to get herself a glass of water to calm herself from her nightmare and to cool off the heat of her body.

"I take it you're going back to bed?" Gary asked, leaning his arms across the table, looking at the cake.

"I think I can't sleep after that dream." She muttered. The reply signaled Roach to grab a fork and sit beside her.

"Dream? You're having dreams now?" Roach asked curiously, taking a slice off the cake and pointing the fork to her mouth.

"Yeah." Maxine continued with a vivid description of her dream, Roach momentarily spoon feeding her with cake every after thought.

Maxine actually stayed all morning talking to Roach, they discussed mostly about her dream and Roach was there to listen. He was what Maxine needed at the moment, a great listener who happened to be someone she's starting to fall for. She could also feel him growing close to her, that wasn't just any birthday kiss… I felt something else.

Maxine was almost jealous of Roach's colorful life. He shared so much of him that she actually felt guilty that she was only able to share one. He had lots of stories involving encounters with animals and most of it was about his dog.

"If you were to choose… Which animal would you prefer as a pet?" Gary asked curiously. The question made Maxine stop and think, admiring the slowly rising sun as she goes.

"Parrots sound fun. They talk back."

"Only if you teach them to…" Gary responded. He always does that, he's adding comments to her replies until they both agreed on a thing.

"Why do you keep doing that?" Maxine finally asked.

"Do what?"

"You know, influencing me to agree on your opinion?"

"I just want you to think I actually have something to say… Plus it keeps the conversation going… because I never really wanted it to stop." He smiled.

"Oi, Roach. Why is there no hot water yet?" Price yelled.

"Hang on Captain! The kettle isn't whistling yet!" Roach replied running to the kitchen leaving an amazed Maxine behind. A few minutes later Francine approached her.

No words were spoken as Maxine immediately wrapped her sister around her arms, she was really all she had and she was guilty that she couldn't remember her when they first met.

"I'm glad you found me… even amidst this mess." Maxine whispered to France's ears. She could feel her tears falling on her as they enjoyed the tender moment of their reunion.

"I remembered only one memory. Of us before we separated and lived independently. I think it's all I needed to truly tell who I am." Maxine said as Francine sobbed.

"I love you sis." France hugged again as they both cried.

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toomanyfandoms02 · 4 years

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Memories // Matthew Gray Gubler x Reader

Sixth blurb request! For @paniconthepitch Requests are still open!

I know this was suppose to be a blurb, but I got carried away soooo :) enjoy that.

I really like this one guys

Summary - Readers boyfriend breaks up with her and she heads to Matthews house, where she recalls all the times she knew she was in love with Matthew.

Word Count - 2.7k

Prompts - "Just shut up and kiss me." & "I need a place to stay."

You know those days where you think they are going so well, and suddenly, the worst possible outcome of the day happens?

That was today for me.

After such a great date night, I didn't quite imagine myself walking down my boyfriends street crying.

Or should I say ex-boyfriend.

I trudged down the road, my fists clenched at my sides and head held as low as it could physically go without detaching from my body. I knew that moving in with him was a risky move, but I didn't have much choice. I had been kind of couch surfing for a while and he offered to let me stay at his house. A stable roof over my head.

Or so I thought.

Now here I was, heading in no particular direction with only a small suitcase dragging behind me, a wallet in my hand and a phone in my pocket. I had been walking for about 20 minutes. Turning down random streets, not really paying attention to what was happening. Here's another question for ya.

Have you ever heard of the saying, 'When it rains it pours.'?

Well I have. And I am currently experiencing it. Just as I turned onto what seemed to be the first familiar street I had seen in the past 20 minutes, it started *raining*. But not just sprinkling, no, I wasn't that lucky. It was a total downpour.

I looked up at the green sign above me.

*Oakland Street*

That was Matthew's street!

See, Matthew and I had been friends for a long time. I considered him family. His mom and my mom were great friends, and still are. She visits Marilyn still. But I rarely see him anymore, he's always busy filming which is completely understandable. And now your probably thinking.

*If he was such a good friend, why didn't you ask him for help when you were couch surfing?*

Well the short answer is that I was embarrassed of being basically homeless. I look up to him and I didn't want him thinking I was a lost cause or helpless little girl.

But I had no choice now.

I trudged up to his door in my now soaked clothes. I was still crying, despite me *really* trying to hold it together.

It was 9:38 and I was hoping he was still up. Chances are he was, judging by the many sleepovers we had in the past where he would stay up until 4 am. I knocked softly on the door, backing up a few steps from it. I wiped my face a little, trying to dry it from tears and raindrops, but miserably failing.

The door opened slowly to reveal Matthew in plaid pajama pants and a white tee. As expected, he was holding a cup of coffee, which he quickly set down on a table near the door.

"Y/n?" He tilted his head, not coming out of the doorway. I was sure I looked like quite the mess right now. Soaked clothes, flushed face, messy hair, exactly what I *didn't* want him to see.

"I need a place to stay." I was now looking down, tears welling up in my eyes again from sheer embarrassment. I could feel my fists clenching together, nails sure to leave bruises in my hand.

"Come in, come in." He waved me in. I kept my head down as I walked through his door. "Are you alright? What happened?" I had a problem with Matthew where I just couldn't lie to him, it had been like that all our lives. He was so hard to keep things from, whether it was because he was my best friend or because it was so hard to look into those soft brown eyes and tell a lie.

"I've been living with Ben for a while, because I haven't exactly had enough money to keep up with rent payments... But he just broke up with me." I looked up to see pity written across his face. "Please don't look at me like that. I know it's pitiful." I leaned my head all the way back on his couch, staring at the ceiling.

"I'm not trying to show pity y/n, I'm just worried about you. Why didn't you tell me you were having troubles?" He put his hand on my knee, shaking it for an answer.

"Because I knew you would look at me like that!" I waved my hands around his face.

"Whatever you say. Just tell me what happened." As soon as I got a few words out, I was tearing up again.

*"I just don't understand Ben! I want to understand! You never talk to me anymore." I was gesturing wildly with my hands, something I had picked up from Matthew at a young age. I was trying to get my point across.*

*"I feel like I'm taking care of you y/n! I don't need a child I need a girlfriend!" His eyes held so much hate, much different from the soft green ones I had fallen for a few months ago.*

*"What are you even talking about? I just got a job Ben. I clean the house every week. I cook dinner for you, and I'm paying part of the rent! What more do you want from me?" I felt so confused and defeated, the longer I talked the quieter my words became. "If you want me to leave I will. Is this some sick, twisted way to say you don't love me anymore?" He went silent for a moment.*

*"I don't love you anymore." His arms hung heavy at his side. Are you kidding me?*

*"Did I do something wrong?"*

*"You're just, you're hard to love y/n." What the fuck is that suppose to mean?*

*"Fuck you Ben! I did nothing to you." I ran to our shared room, packing my suitcase and grabbing my charger and wallett from the side table. "You are a real piece of work." I could feel my body aching from mental exhaustion. "I'll be back to get the rest of my stuff another day." I stood by the door, grabbing the handle. "Hopefully if I'm so hard to love, I won't be so hard to get over."*

"And that was the last thing I said to him." Matthews thumb wiped a tear from my cheek. "I'm sorry, I'm such a mess."

"You don't have to apoligize for having emotions y/n. I'm here for you, always." He had first said this to me when we were in middle school, I thought that was the sweetest thing a teenage boy could say. "You can stay here as long as you want, I miss seeing you around anyway." He smiled, pushing some hair behind my ear. I set my head on his shoulder. It was really hard talking to him about this stuff. I think the real reason it was so hard to lie to him, was because it's hard to lie to someone you are *so* in love with.

Matthew seemed to be out of reach my whole life. It wasn't that he was massively popular, or that we were part of different cliques. It was really just because I thought he could never see me as anything more than a friend.

When I was 13, that's when I fell in love with him. I just didn't know it at the time.

*"Y/n this is so great! I can't believe I got the lead!" Spencer was spinning in my swivel chair that sat at my desk.*

* "I've always told you that you we're good at acting. Maybe you'll be an actor?"*

*No way! I'm gonna be a lawyer or something." He nearly fell from the chair laughing, as if the proposition of being an actor was so out of this world. There was a sparkle in his eye that I had never seen before. It was so refreshingly different from the days he had come to me after school, telling me that some assholes were pushing him around.*

*"I'm so happy for you, you're gonna do amazing! You better not leave me when you're famous." I shoved his shoulder playfully. That was truly a joke, but I could feel, deep in my subconscious, I was afraid that maybe he would.*

*"I would never!" And he didn't.*

But I couldn't do anything about how I felt.

"I don't wanna be a burden on you." I had stopped crying, but I was still slumped on the couch like a wet rag, *literally*.

"You could never be a burden on me. Here." He handed me a picture frame from his side table. It was of me and him when were were 22, it was a surprise party I threw for him. "Do you remember this?"

"How could I forget the first time I got you drunk?" And the night I realized I was in love with you *for sure*.

*Matthew had refused to get drunk on his 21st birthday. He was so responsible that it was nearly infuriating. So when he texted me telling me that someone came up to him on the street and offered him a modelling job, I knew I had to throw a party. Just me him and some of our friends.*

*I led him into my house with 4 of our other friends there. There was a seemingly illegal amount of liquor on my dining room table.*

*"Oh no! Y/n no, you're not gonna get me drunk!" He looked down at me disapprovingly. I stuck my bottom lip out, and gave him puppy dog eyes.*

*"Please Matthew? Just one time? I wanna know what kind of drunk you are." My puppy face turned into a slightly mischievous one.*

*"What kind of drunk I am?"*

*"Yeah! Like sad drunk, funny drunk, angry drunk, sleepy, reckless, philosophical. I wanna know!" I giggled, dragging him over to the table and already pouring him a shot.*

*"Fine, just one time."*

*And I did find out what kind of drunk he was.*

*A lovey drunk.*

*"Brian. You are the coolest person I know!" Matthew slurred, leaning over to our mutual friend. "And Katie is the funniest." He pointed to Katie. "And you! You are my favorite person in the whole world, you know that?" He was now laying in my lap, his head looking up at me.*

*"You are a mess." I laughed, patting his cheek.*

*"I am not a mess! I'm totally coherent! I love you so much! Look at you!" He sat up, kissing my cheek. I'm glad he was drunk because I didn't want him to remember the dark shade of red my cheeks turned afterward.*

*I loved this man, and it was kicking me in the ass.*

"A lovey drunk you called me." He chuckled as I gripped the frame.

"Do you remember all the things you said that night?" I half smiled, remembering the kiss om my cheek.

"Not really, to this day I live in blissful ignorance."

"Well today is the day you know." I giggled, crossing my legs on the couch and facing him.

"Wait! Before you tell me of all the dumb things I did that night, let me get you some dry clothes." He stood from the couch, heading to his room.

"Thank you!"

He came back holding and NYU hoodie and some sweatpants. I snatched them from his arms with a big smile and headed to the bathroom to change.

The only time before that I had worn his clothes was freshman year after an asshole from school pushed me in the mud while we were on our way to study at Matthew's.

*Matthew and I were walking side by side on the walkway, talking about random things.*

*"If you do get a cat, what are you gonna name it?" Matthew asked, keeping his eyes forward.*

*"I think I would name it Leo. After Leonardo DiCaprio, he's a dreamboat." He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.*

*"Really? That dork?"*

*"Says you! You're a huge dork!" I nudged him into the road with a laugh.*

*Just then I heard loud and fast footsteps coming from behind us. Suddenly large hands were shoving me into the nearest mud puddle. I gasped at the cold liquid that was soaking through my jeans and yellow shirt.*

*"Nice outfit y/n!" The asshole laughed, running down the sidewalk.*

*"Fuck you Ricky!" Matthew threw up his middle finger and helped me out of the mud. "Come on, I'll give you some clothes at my house."*

*When we arrived he handed me sweatpants and a Nirvana shirt. I changed into it and Matthew probably laughed for 10 minutes straight. I was pretty short around that time, and Matthew had just had his growth spurt. To make a long story short, I was swimming in those clothes.*

I was now staring at myself in the mirror, wishing I had the chance to get use to the feeling of wearing his clothes.

"Okay! Time to remember an embarrassing night Gube!" I shouted, feeling far better now that I was in warm clothes. I plopped onto the seat, scooting next to Matthew. "Alright. Now what do you wanna know first?" I set my chin in the palm of my hand.

"So, what exactly is your definition of a lovey drunk?" He mimicked my position.

"A drunk who is very kind. They are constantly complimenting everyone around them and expressing their love and fondness. Can even turn a sad or angry drunk to a happy one." I shrugged.

"Okay, fair enough. What did I say that night?" I smiled evily.

"Ok, well, you told Brian that he was the coolest person ever. And Katie was labelled the funniest ever. You gave Mallory ten bucks for all the advice she had given you in the past. And you hugged Alex for around 5 minutes straight." The image of Matthew swaying with Alex was clear in my memory like it happened yesterday. He threw his head back him laughter, his face reddening with slight embarrassment.

"Did I say anything to you?" He stared into my eyes like he was going to find the words there before they came from my mouth. I rubbed my hands together.

"Uh, yeah. You told me that I was your favorite person in the whole world." He smiled at that. "And then I told you that you were a mess. But you informed me, so graciously, that you were *not a mess* and *totally coherent*. Then proceeded to say 'I love you so much! Look at you!' And you kissed my cheek." I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, I was now looking down at my hands.

"Well you are my favorite person in the world," He tilted my chin up with his hand. "still. Maybe I'm an honest drunk."

"What's that suppose to mean?" I cocked my head to the side.

"Maybe I'm an honest drunk who was just sober enough to be too nervous to kiss you on the lips?" It came out as a question, I wasn't sure if he was genuinly asking a question or he was saying that that is *exactly* what happened. I'm hoping for the latter.

"What do you-" I was interrupted by his hand grabbing my chin.

"Just shut up and kiss me." He brought my lips to his, and of course I didn't hesitate at all to kiss back.

I ran my hands through those curls that I loved so much. His hands gripped my hips as I leaned into him more, I was so afraid that this was going to be a dream.

Like it was so many other times.

As he pulled away I kept my eyes closed, still hoping that it actually happened.

"Hey, are you okay?" He patted the side of my face lightly.

"Yeah, more than okay. How long?"

"Since we were 20. You?"

"Sometime in middle school." I snickered.

"Well either way, far too long." He put his finger under my chin again, bringing me into another kiss.

*Thanks Ben*

#mgg #criminal minds #spencer reid #matthew gray gubler x reader #matthew gray gubler #matthewgraygubler #mgg fic #mgg fanfiction #mgg x reader #mgg fluff #MGG

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perseusjackson-jasongrace · 4 years

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Even if I'm not the one who requested it, I really liked the bakery and the college teacher AUs. Is there any chance that you continue one of them? I'm just too excited to see how it could go on 😍😂 I don't know how it's even possible because I am really obsessed but you make me fall even more in love with Jercy.

Hello my darling! Thank you for your kind words, i’m soft and I’m so glad you enjoyed them. I adore writing about these two babies so thank you for fueling my addiction!!!! Here’s a continuation for the Bakery AU. I’m sorry it’s so short. I’m in the middle of a multi-chap for jercy so that’s taking up some time. But i hope it satisfies you nonetheless. I also have no problems doing a continuation of the college professor but i didn't want to add both to this ask so let me know if you still want another part for that.

Here’s Part I

Masterlist

Percy was nervous. That was the only explanation for his jittery stomach and shaking hands. He didn’t know why he was nervous. Actually that’s a lie; he knew why but he was ignoring that reason entirely.

Today was the Gods of Giving gala, one of his favourite days of the year. What made this one special was that for the first time a certain somebody would be making an appearance.

“Percy!” Rachel Elizabeth Dare shook his shoulder.

“Yes what sorry?” He winced.

“Were you thinking about your bakery-boi again?” She gave him a knowing smirk, “I swear if you don’t ask him out tonight, I am going to handcuff you two together and throw the key in our shark tank.”

“I was thinking,” He narrowed his eyes at her, “About the gala, who are we putting forward to this year anyway?”

“We allocated to Hestia’s Hearth, The Artemis’ Wildlife Conservation and of course to Architects on Main.”

“Aw I love our friends. Will they all be joining us?”

“Nico and Annabeth will be there for sure, but I don’t know about Frank, last I heard he had taken Hazel on a vacation to the Caribbean Islands.”

She started ushering him out, “Well you can worry about all that later because we have things to do before your big event.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?”

“Yes very sure thank you. I see enough of your face every day I like to have the weekends to myself,”

He feigned hurt, flinging a hand over his chest dramatically, “You wound me,”

She just laughed, rolling her eyes.

***

“Percy!” Annabeth Chase smiled, walking towards him in a gorgeous navy-blue gown that sparkled where the light caught it.

“Hello gorgeous, you certainly know how to break a person’s heart.”

She laughed bright and loud, “Who knew you could be so charming,”

“I did,” A voice piped up from behind them, “He charms the pants off a certain someone every time he stops by the bakery.”

“Hello Pipes,” He grinned, “How are you?”

“Well I have a gorgeous girlfriend, a dress made from silk and sin and I’m surrounded by my favourite people, can’t say it gets better than this,” She threw an adoring smile Annabeth’s way.

“And I’m charming?” He smirked.

The ladies laughed, and then gave each other a look, their attention caught on something behind him.

“What are you two planning?”

“Nothing Jackson,” Annabeth gave him a sweet smile.

“Oh no, that doesn’t mean anything good for me,”

“Well we best be going to say hello to everyone else, see you later Percy,” Piper grinned before dragging her girlfriend away.

He gave them a look, a protest on the tip of his tongue but his mouth went dry when he turned around to see the definition of irresistible standing before him.

“Hello,” Jason Grace said softly.

“H-hi,” Percy stuttered, words were a distant memory.

“I thought I’d come say hello and show you my pockets are bread-stick free…for now.”

A laugh bubbled out of him, “I cannot believe you’re going to steal the bread-sticks; don’t you know how to make them?”

“Yes,” The blonde nodded in exasperation, “But Thalia says she needs to show face so we might as well get our time’s worth.”

He snorted, “Your sister is iconic,”

“How did Estelle like the pastries?”

“Oh she adored them I think she ate so many the first day she actually got a little sick. My mom has been rationing them out since then which is why I haven’t needed to come back.”

A bright smile graced that glorious face, “I’m so glad to hear it! They’re some of my favourite things to make.” A gleam entered his eyes, “Oh why don’t you bring her by the bakery, and I can teach her?”

“You would really do that?” Percy asked softly.

“Of course, she is my best customer.”

He laughed then, “Oh I love this idea! When would work for you?”

“Anytime on the weekend really,” He frowned thoughtfully, “She has school during the week right?”

He nodded, already trying to figure out what his schedule was like so he could free up space to take his little sister.

“Thank you, it’s a date... and,” He loosed a shaky breath, “And any possibility we could have our own?”

“Date?” Blue eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

“Yes?”

The smile Jason produced was devastating in its beauty.

“Yes one hundred times yes!”

“Wait really?” It was his turn to look shocked.

“Really,” He grinned.

Percy returned that smile, wonder and adventure blooming in his chest. He had been going to the bakery for months but this was the sweetest treat of all.

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zi-i-think · 4 years

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10 | Being Better Matters

Pairing: Zuko x Ama (OC)

Word Count: 7500+

.☽☼☾.

~ Ama ☾ ~

"...And then my father basically refused to let her see me again." Suh cackled. "And rightfully so. I'm so glad I realized that becoming friends with the maid's daughter was not the way to go. So improper."

"Uh huh." I responded dully, slowly stirring my tea for no reason other than boredom.

When I agreed to lunch with Suh I didn't know what to expect exactly. But what was happening right now definitely made me hate agreeing to it. I could have made up something stupid. Like that Katara needed me to help her with some last minutes decorations or that Sokka wanted to train with me.

I only agreed to this so that maybe, just maybe, I would come to like Suh. And to prove to everyone that I didn't have feelings for my ex.

The woman chatted away. Barely giving me room to say anything. Not that I cared, really. I was zoning out so much that I didn't even know if I'd be able to hold conversation.

I got the general story. Suh was out playing with another little girl and broke her arm somehow. Then she and her family blamed the little girl, who was unfortunately the maid's daughter.

The way Suh talked about the maids and others who were considered "low-class" made me sick. She talked about them as if they were animals or lesser than.

Her obnoxiously loud voice and cackle got everyone in the restaurant staring at us and sending annoyed glances. I didn't blame them. I'd probably do the same if I were in their position.

"Oh, goodness." Suh gasped and giggled. "I just realized that I've only talked about myself this entire time." You just realized this? "So what were your maids like as a child?" She delicately picking up her noodles with her chopsticks. Spirits, can she eat any slower?

"Oh, I didn't have any maids." I informed her in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh." Her lips formed an 'O' shape and she seemed confused. "I don't understand, you father is Head Chieftain. You live in a palace." She laughed lightly, like she thought I was pulling her leg.

I shrugged. "During the war all of the men went off to fight. So the women and kids just tried to make due with what we had. I mean, we helped each other but no one had maids."

"Oh no wonder you're so humble." Suh gasped. Like she had just solved the world’s greatest puzzle. "Ama, you are so brave to have taking care your siblings for all those years."

"Well, I was more like we took care of each other." I tried to correct her, but Suh just talked right over me.

"Oh, I wish I had siblings." She grinned. "I admire you so much. It must have been so hard for you to leave them."

I stayed silent. I wasn't exactly sure what Suh wanted me to say. I wasn't sure about anything during this conversation. It was weird. Talking to Suh was weird. How does Zuko deal with this? I know I wasn't exactly pleasant either, but Suh had no boundaries. I could only imagine how he reacted if she pressed for him to talk about his family.

"Well?" Suh said in a curious tone, expecting me to say something. "Was it hard for you to leave your siblings?"

That question felt a bit... forced. It was sort of oddly placed in the conversation. Oh who am I kidding? This entire conversation has been odd. Maybe I'm just reading into this entire thing too deeply.

"Yeah, I think it's always hard to leave the people closest to you, no matter how long it'd be." I answered her.

"And, uh. What about leaving Zuko?" She asked more nervously. Goodness is this just a jealous girlfriend thing?

"It was hard to leave everyone." I told her. "But I don't regret it. My time away gave me the time to understand myself."

"Oh, like your whole bisexual thing." She giggled. "You're not attracted to me, right."

"No, I'm not." I faked a laugh. I don't know how to interact with this woman anymore. I stayed calm. She doesn't know boundaries, that's all. Just like Shemi. And I love Shemi. She's the sweetest.

"Good. Cause that would be gross." She snickered with her hand over her mouth.

I gave her a distraught look, but kept a smile. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I mean this in no offense to you. I just think that two women together is unseemly." She saw nothing wrong with what she was saying. I take back what I said. Suh in nothing like Shemi.

Despite having a huge urge to throw my cold tea at her and educate her about what is okay to say and what isn't. I held my tongue. But I couldn't stand to be here for another minute.

"Oh my goodness, Suh I'm so sorry." I faked a gasp and placed my hand over my mouth to sell my shocked expression. "I just remembered that Katara needs my help soon."

"Oh, I thought she and Aang were just doing light work today with the chef." Suh responded with a light head tilt. So she has part of a brain I see.

"Well, yes." I nodded. "But she needs my help with picking up a package. She wants me to take it back to the venue as soon as it arrives."

"Oh, okay." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and look around nervously. Like the people in the small Water Tribe restaurant scared her.

"Thank you so much for understanding." I sighed in fake appreciation. Slipping a few coins on the table to pay, which may have been more than it should have, I left the establishment.

I sighed in both frustration and relief the moment I stepped out into the cold air. Technically I wasn't lying that there was a package I needed to pick up. Originally, I was just going to get it after lunch, but I didn't realize how good of an excuse it would be.

Walking to the post office, I thought about the conversation with the irritating woman. There was just something so off about the whole thing and about her. I brushed it off. Was she obnoxious? Yes. Was she rude? Even though she didn't notice it. Yes. But was she some evil mastermind like my gut was telling me? Definitely not.

I did find it weird how Zuko was actually, dare I say, happy to be with her. I mean. The Zuko. The man who jumped in front of lighting for me before even telling me the full extent of his traumatizing childhood is somehow incredibly compatible with a girl who asked for my entire life story the second day I knew her. But I guess he just changed more than I thought he didn't since the last time I saw him.

"Hey sis!" I almost jumped at Sokka's voice. I turned around, seeing my brother jogging over to me on the sidewalk to catch up with me. "I thought you were still with Suh."

"Oh that? Yeah, I left." I huffed a laugh. Finally next to me, I interlocked my left arm to his right arm so that we could walk together.

"Ha!" Sokka laughed. "I don't blame you. She is incredibly talkative and annoying." I felt relieved that he was actually agreeing with me, unlike my other friends.

"And when she asks these incredibly personal questions." I added.

Sokka groaned and threw his head back in annoyance. "She asked how our mom died last night." I shook my head and sighed. "I tried to tell Zuko not to bring her to boy's night, but Aang was okay with it, so my argument meant nothing."

"Ah yes. The groom has the final word." I laughed.

"You know I only saw Zuko without her hanging off his arm once since they got here." He held up his index finger to make a point. "And that was when you guys had the bridal shower. Those two are always together."

"Aww, is my brother sad he doesn't get to hang out with his boyfriend?" I quipped with a fake frown.

"Oh shut up." He replied. "I'd just be nice to hang out. Just us guys doing guy things. Not shopping."

"Shopping can be manly." I argued.

"Maybe if we were shopping for weapons. Not jewelry." I scoffed at him. "Besides, I was really hoping for a good spar. Like the good old times."

"What about me?" I shrugged while i made my suggestion.

"We tried that a month ago." He pointed out and gave me a smug look. "I won."

"Right, except I was still out of touch with my weapons." I pointed out. "The 8 months at the air temple didn't really give me a lot of time to practice with a sword."

"Well if you're really in the mood to get your ass whooped by me again. Alright." He agreed, positive he'd win again. "We'll meet in the training yard tomorrow morning."

"Sounds like a plan." I chuckled.

"Where are we going?" Sokka finally asked, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked around the block. Trying to piece together where we were.

"The placement cards and the ceiling drapes arrived today." I told him. "I'm actually glad you're here to help me take the boxes back to the venue."

"Knew I shouldn't have come over." Sokka grumbled under his breath.

"Hey, Sokka. Do you think that there's anything malicious about Suh?" I wondered. I knew I already dismissed the idea, but I still needed a different opinion.

"Malicious? About Suh?" He repeated. His tone already telling me that he didn't think so. "Sis, the girl's a pain, but she's too peppy to wish anything bad upon anyone. Especially on any of Zuko's closest and most beloved friends."

"You're right." I nodded. "I just have this gut feeling that she's hiding something."

Sokka laughed loudly at that. "Suh is an open book. That girl explained her entire childhood in extreme detail. If she were hiding anything it'd probably be about something stupid. Like that she's had beer before." I laughed at the random thing he said and gave him a confused look. "I swear she almost threw up after the first sip last night." He claimed.

Gosh I missed Sokka. His randomness and his cheery attitude always brought a smile to my face. He spewed so much nonsense during the rest of the errand that I didn't even think about the offputting woman again.

.☽☼☾.

~ Suh ♛ ~

The moment Ama left the restaurant, I stood up as well. No way did I want to be in some substandard Water Tribe restaurant more than I had to. I set down the payment for the food and left.

I knew she'd probably be waiting for me. Fuck. I didn't want to have to see her. Last she told me, I was to meet her at some old Fire Nation ship not too far from the town. I didn't exactly know why she would choose some old and gross place, but it wasn't like she could get an room at an Inn.

Ugh. I hate snow. I grumbled as I made my way to the rendezvous. How do these people deal with it all the time? It's freezing and it's wet. I couldn't wait to get back to the Fire Nation.

Finally arriving at the old ship, I found a tear in the metal and climbed through. The entire boat was standing on large pieces of ice, holding it above the rest of the terrain. A part of me was scared that the entire hunk of metal would fall through the ice, but another part of me knew I had to keep going. I couldn't avoid her anymore.

I didn't even know where I was going. I just kept walking through the metal hall. "Shit!" I yelled and tripped forward. I looked at my feet. I just tripped over a string. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, I sat on my butt. And then I realized it was a tripwire. The metal under me rumbled and creaked. I didn't have time to more away and fell through the trapdoor.

I screamed in fear, falling through the steep slide backwards. Until I finally came to a slow stop. I looked around. It seemed I just landed myself in some ice tunnel. At least the ice reflected the light from outside so that I can see clearly.

"Wonderful." I grumbled to myself. Not only did I just walk into some unknown ship that was believed to be haunted, but now I'm lost. How the hell am I supposed to get to her now? I pushed myself off the cold and hard ground. And wiped off the stray pieces of snow that stuck to my clothing.

"Well, finally." Her voice caught my ear. I turned around to see her and crossed my arms.

"Hello, Azula." I greeted back. My tone kept it's peppy and cheerful tone. As opposed to her cold and venomous one. I was a perky person. It's a part of my personality. And it worked wonders to get me what I wanted. No one expected the giggly and seemingly foolish girl to play others like a game of chess.

Azula wore all dark clothing. Her long sleeved gray tunic was tucked into black pants. And she wore a black tunic. Her dark brown hair was put into a high ponytail, ending just below her shoulders. Even clothed in the less than royal clothing that she would wear during the war, Azula's essence commanded to be treated with respect and to be unquestioned.

Her hands were on her hips and she smirked at me with her red painted lips. "I was beginning to wonder if you backed out of our plan." She shrugged and started to walk down the ice tunnel, making me follow her.

"Right, well pardon me if I'd rather spend my time with your brother." I stated matter-of-factly. "Besides, it wasn't like I was just gonna ignore you the entire time."

Azula rolled her eyes. "Leiza if you want to be Fire Lazy you need to learn not to keep others waiting."

"Don't call me that." I grumbled. "That's my old name." I realized that we just entered what looked like an entire room. Old animal skins were on the ground, seats make of ice, a fire on the side of the room with a pot on it. Azula had made herself a semi-comfortable home for herself. Well, for the time being.

"I know that. I gave you your identity." She waved her hand to prove a point. "I do hope you hold up your end of the bargain, though." Azula took a seat on the animal skin, sitting criss-crossed. I sat across from her, grimacing at the feeling of the fur.

"Right, well Ama isn't exactly that cooperative." I told her. Azula scowled, but kept quiet to let me continue. "Everyone trusts me. Even that little lie-detector." I recalled the hours Azula spent teaching me to lie expertly. "Ama is the only one holding back."

Azula laughed at me. "Of course she's holding back. You have a tendancy of speaking before you think. You don't want to offend the girl. Plus, you're with her ex."

"I thought that she moved on from Zuko." I snarled. "There was that Munal girl or whatever her name was."

"Zuko got struck by lighting for that little water baby." Azula pointed out. "As much as everyone might say Zuko's in her past, my brother is always going to have a place in her heart. The same goes for him."

I'm no firebender, but if I were there would be smoke coming from my ears. "Well she can't have him!" I shouted. "I love Zuko! Not her! And he loves me!"

"Where did that peppy attitude go?" Azula looked amused at my angered expression. "Don't make me regret breaking you out of that mental institution all those years ago, Suh."

"Whatever." I grumbled and rolled my eyes.

"Whatever feelings they might have for each other. It'll be gone soon enough." Azula asure me with her devilish tone and her eyes narrowed in a cunning way. "Remember the plan."

Zuko will end up with me. I will be Fire Lady. That was the goal. Spirits, just the thought of being with Zuko brought me so much happiness and excitement. I know that I was technically lying to him. About who I was.

Everything about my childhood was true. I grew up rich. My father was a general in the war. But I was sent to that damn mental institution. They called it an "obsessive disorder." But I called it ambition. Azula broke me out six years ago. We pretended to be the kemurikage for a while. Most of the other girls broke away. But I stuck with Azula.

Azula was manipulative, just like me. I stuck with her for Zuko. She was my ticket to be with him. I was patient and calculating. And now I had him. He loved me for my personality. He told me that I was the one for him. I took care of him so that he wouldn't overwork himself. Because I loved him. Plus he was so good in bed. How could I resist a man like that?

"So, what have we learned?" Azula asked me.

"Ama didn't like when I brought up her late girlfriend." I started. "It hit a nerve."

"No kidding." Azula scoffed, probably already knowing that. "I need details, Suh. If we're going to do this right I need you to start from the beginning."

I mentally growned. Looks like I'm going to be in this dank, disgusting place for a while. But if it meant I got what I wanted in the end. Fine.

.☽☼☾.

~ Ama ☾ ~

The day was actually not freezing. There was no wind this morning, which was rare. The air was still cold, don't get me wrong. Usually I'd wear my coat in order to keep warm, but given that I was about to kick Sokka's ass, I didn't need my coat.

Neither of us have forgotten about the little sparring session. And it was no surprise that the others wanted to watch. No one would pass up the chance of finding something to make fun of later.

The training yard was pretty standard. It was placed to the side of the palace, beside one of the many mountains. The usual light snow covered the ground in order to prevent any serious injuries. But that also meant one would have to be extra conscious about their movements to keep from slipping.

The perimital of the rectangular training area was a pathway made of rock. There were snowy blue pillars, holding up an overhead covering. Benches were placed under it for anyone watching. In this case, that meant our friends.

I did my last triceps stretch before tightening my ponytail. "Are you sure you still wanna fight me?" Sokka asked me, swinging his sword to the sides as he approached the middle of the yard. "After all, I am one of the best warriors of the Southern Water Tribe."

I created my own sword out of ice while approaching him and stopping a few feet away from him. "What? Afraid you'll get beat by your sister?"

"Of course not. I just know that sword-fighting isn't really your style." Sokka shrugged. He took his stance. Legs apart, right foot in front of his left, swatting slightly and his sword held up by his head. I also got into the same stance, preparing for the spar.

"Go Ama!" Ty Lee cheered.

"Show him who's boss!" Suki cheered as well.

Sokka looked at his girlfriend with his mouth hanging open. "Suki! Who's side are you on?" She only laughed in response, leaning back on her hands to watch the show.

My brother and I stared at each other competitively, waiting for the other to make the first move. He moved first, stepping forward and swinging his sword at me. I moved my own sword, blocking the strike. While I pushed it away from me, I stepped to the side, kicking my brother on his side.

He stumbled a bit at the impact, but quickly regained his footing. I took the moment to attack, swinging my weapon across. Sokka stepped back and spun to the side. He tried to strike me from above and I blocked it, holding my sword above my head. Tilting my weapon, his sword stid off to the side.

I then swung my sword violently across. Sokka almost didn't see it coming, ducking under the blade. He looked at me with some shock. I gave him a cocky smirk, taking a few steps back while throwing the weeping from one hand to another.

He ran towards me. I spun on my right foot, dodging his blade. My right hand gripped his wrist, letting me elbow Sokka harshly in the chest. He stumbled back and I swung my sword at him. He quickly reacted with his weapon and the metal hit briefly.

Spinning for more momentum, I took another swing. It made contact with Sokka's sword and it slipped from his grasp. The weapon landed a few feet away. I kept my sword up, pointed at my brother.

There were a few cheers from the benches. I was starting to enjoy my victory too quickly. Because Sokka kicked the kilt of my ice sword, and it fell out of my hand. Also landing a few feet away from me. Sokka sprinted over to his sword.

Now I had a fraction of a second to make a decision. Either run to my weapon or keep Sokka from getting to his. I took the latter. Sprinting after my brother, I slid on the ground, kicking the sword even further away just before he reached for it.

But he was running too fast, and now I was in the way. Sokka tripped over me. My side now hurt where his foot collided with my body. My brother was now closer to the sword but I scurried to roll over him to get in between him and the weapon.

We both stood to our feet with our fists up and I went to punch him. He swat my arm away and I tried again, getting the same result. He in turn attempted to punch me back. I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm.

"Ow ow ow!" He shouted in pain while I stepped behind him, his arm twisted behind his back. I kicked the back of his knee, making him kneel on the ground.

"So." I grin proudly. I love winning. Always a good feeling. "I win?"

Sokka groaned, hesitant to let me win. But for the second time during that fight. I got too cocky. My brother slid one of his legs back and kicked it under me, making me let go of my grip on him as I fell on my side. Sokka reached to pick up his sword quickly and pointed it at me just as I sat up on my butt.

"Sorry, sis. You just gotta admit that I'm a better warrior than you." He claimed his victory.

"Okay, fine." I grumbled. Sokka lowered dhis sword and held his arm out to help me up. But I just slapped it away and got up by myself.

"You're such a sore loser, ya know." My brother laughed at me while I already started heading to the benches.

My ponytail had become loose during the spar and I had strands of hair sticking up. Sokka's warrior's wolf tail wasn't much different.

"Gotta say, though, you're good with a sword." He complimented while we walked to the benches with friends. "Just not as good as me." I sucked in an annoyed breath and clenched my jaw at his taunting and he burst out laughing at my expression.

"Well you don't have to rub it in." I grumbled and crossed my arms over my chest.

Katara stood from her seat and wrapped an arm around both our shoulders. "It doesn't matter who's better. Just that you both gave it your all and did wonderful."

I scoffed. "No, I disagree. Being better matters."

"One way or another, we're all better than each other." Sokka pointed out. "Ama's better at fighting with waterbending, Katara is better at healing, and I'm better at everything else." Katara and I shared the same annoyed look, but we both were still humored by our brother.

"Sweetie, I think it's time to go." Aang got up from his seat.

"Oh! Yes, I think it is time." Katara grinned widely, leaving Sokka and I to join her fiance. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she wrapped her arms around his waist. They were so cute. Sure, the "sweetie" nicknames were a little nauseating, but they expressed so much love for eachother.

A small smile tugged at my lips knowing that my sister would spend the rest of her life with someone who made her incredibly happy. Forget that he's the Avatar, he's a good man and I couldn't imagine Katara being with anyone else.

"I didn't know you guys had wedding duties to attend to." Suki spoke up, also getting up from her seat to stand by her boyfriend.

"We don't." Aang replied.

"We have a date." Katara blushed. "With all the planning and preparations, Aang and I haven't had enough time just by ourselves. No distractions."

"Yeah, instead those distractions get thrown on me." I smirked jokingly.

"You offered!" My sister exclaimed with annoyance in her tone.

"I'm just teasing." I laughed. "Enjoy your date, you two." Rolling her eyes, Katara and Aang went to leave the training yard and to whatever it was that they had planned. "So what's everyone else got planned?" I turned to everyone else who'd been silent.

"Mai and I are going to try snowboarding!" Ty Lee answered and then placed a thoughtful finger on her chin. "We aren't exactly sure what it is, but we've been told it's fun." I chuckled at my friend's bubbly personality.

"Suki and I are going to the market." Sokka grinned, intertwining his hand with Suki's.

I then turned to Zuko, waiting for a response. "Fire Lord duties. Unfortunately, work doesn't stop for the Avatar's wedding." I frowned. Work during a vacation? Sounds awful.

"Aw, I'm sorry, baby." Suh pouted, linking arms with him and cuddling up next to him. Zuko just smiled and chuckled at her. "I'm lucky I brought some books with me. Today is perfect to me to just sit back and relax."

"Didn't know she could read." Mai muttered so softly that I could only hear. My hand covered my mouth to keep from laughing loudly. The others looked over at me and I faked a cough.

"Ama, you should go." Sokka said very dryly. I gave him a sort of offended look at how he wanted me to leave. "No seriously. Auntie Nalle hates when people are late and you are a sweaty mess."

I looked down at myself. Sokka was right. I couldn't exactly go to Auntie Nalle with my messy hair and sweat stained shirt. "Right, uh." I realized. "Well then, I'll see you all at dinner." There was a series of "byes" and "laters" from the group as I left the yard.

Today wouldn't be a bad day. Auntie Nalle graciously offered to bake some of the pastries for the wedding. All I had to do was confirm what Katara wanted, figure out how many were needed, and then hopefully I wouldn't have to stay for her gossip.

.☽☼☾.

I hate gossip. Don't get me wrong. I love a good scandal every now and then. However, I don't really enjoy speculations about people. I should've just told Antie Nalle that I really didn't care if Eyin stole Vulla's soup recipe. I haven't talked to them in years.

Luckily though. The day was coming to an end. I didn't even think I'd be at dinner after all those sweets I was given. The sun was still high up in the air, telling me that most of the others were probably still busy.

And I was in no hurry, so I walked through the courtyard beside the palace slowly. Breathing in that sweet smell of the afternoons in the Southern Water Tribe. It gave me so much nostalgia. Taking me back to when my siblings and I would have snowball fights and then go back home where mom would have dinner ready. Like her steamed dumplings. She'd scold me about my messy hair or maybe how I tore my coat. Still, I'd give anything to go back to those days.

I ran my hands through my loose hair and looked up at the sky. Just then, a messenger hawk flew above my head and landed on one of the window sills of the palace. It was one of the windows for our hallway. Who's receiving a letter?

My walking slowed down in curiosity. The window finally opened and Suh poked her head out. I narrowed my eyes and moved closer to one of the pillars, hiding behind it, but still getting a decent view of the window. Suh took the message from the compartment on the hawks back and the animal took off into the sky again.

The woman unrolled the paper, reading over it. Her eyebrows pinched together and a grimace found its way to her lips I wasn't good are reading lips but it looked she either said something along the lines of "are you fucking kidding me" or "ate a funny kidney".

Finishing the letter, Suh rolled the letter up and again. Then she poked her head out again, looking to her left and right. She was looking to see if anyone saw her receive her letter. I quickly brought my head behind the pillar again so she wouldn't see me.

Fuck. No one looks that suspicious when receiving a letter. My mind tried to find some logical response to keep me from spiralling into some conspiracy. Maybe it was a family member or work? No she doesn't work. And what kind of familial letter would get someone to react that way? From what I've gathered, she didn't have any issues with her family.

I looked around the pillar, seeing that the window was now closed shut. I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes. What are you hiding, Suh?

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"Where the hell do you think you're going!" I shouted. My tone was etched with anger and also humor while I chased a thug that was running away from the city he's been terrorizing for so long. I threw my right arm up, water flew past me and turned to ice around his feet.

The man tried to move, but there was no use. My running slowed down and I walked towards him with a light skip in my step. "Oh, you're going to pay for this." The grumpy middle aged man grimaced at me.

I gave him a flat smile, bending more water to create handcuffs made of ice behind his back. "No, you're going to pay. In a cell" I stated matter-of-factly and removed the ice around his feet to lead him back to the village.

I lightly shoved him into the back of the carriage, where he and the rest of the criminals would be taken away to a larger city to be locked up. Most of the smaller villages didn't have enough policemen to uphold the law or even a place to lock up said law breakers. Leaving them vulnerable to bandits and thugs like these guys.

"My village can not thank you enough." The mayor expressed his appreciation to myself and the rest of my group. "We do not have much to give, but please accept some of our fresh vegetables and meat."

One of the older women stepped towards us with a basket filled with carrots, tomatoes, meats, and other things. She handed it to Masha and she bowed her head in thanks.

Mulan stepped forward to speak to the mayor, putting her katana into its sheath. "Thank you, for your generous gift. It was an honor to fulfill our duty in ridding your town of those criminals."

She was always so respectful to everyone. When speaking to officials especially, Mulan's voice was polite and unwavering. And because of that, we were respected back. But trust me. The moment someone stepped out of line, she'd be sure to put them back into their place.

We all bowed to the mayor to bid our farewell and left the village to set up camp for the night. "We have enough here to make a stew!" Masha looked through the basket. "We're eating good tonight, my fellow bastards!"

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At dusk that day, Masha was standing over a large pot, cooking us all a stew. I sat on the grass with my back against a fallen tree, taking in the sight of my new friends.

After Mulan introduced me to the Miraculous Bastards a month ago, I joined them. It wasn't much different than when I traveled with Aang and the others. We never spent too long in one place, taking down gangs and others who took advantage of villages and the average citizen.

The group was made up of five people, including me. There was Masha. She had light brown, messy hair and brown eyes. She was like the caretaker. Always asked if we drank water, great cook, sewed our clothes. She sort of reminded me of Katara. She was the only earthbender; and she was a damn good one, too. I hoped to one day introduce her to Toph. Despite having two very different personalities, I wondered if they'd get along.

Then there was Bono, Masha's twin brother. Same brown hair and brown eyes. He was the quiet, observant type. He liked to keep a journal with him at all times for haikus and to draw landscapes. Unlike his sister, though, Bono wasn't a bender. Instead, he was skilled with the bow and arrow and double swords. His sympathetic nature made it incredibly easy to talk to him, but not as much to joke with.

Taon was Masha's boyfriend. He was a firebender from the colonies. His reckless and adventurous personality made him incredibly fun to be around. I remember the first night I was with them he woke me up in the middle of the night to go looking for a saber-tooth moose lion; for no reason other than the fun of it. I was convinced that if it weren't for Masha, he would've gotten himself killed in one was or another.

And lastly, Mulan. Spirits, where do I start. She was no bender, but her fighting was incredible. She mastered many forms in a multitude of weapons, incredibly flexible, strong. A true warrior. She was the unofficial leader of the Miraculous Bastards. Her posture and voice commanded respect and she was always prepared for anything. But she was also so sweet and it was so easy to talk to her. We'd spend hours talking nonsense and laugh at Taon and Masha's bickering.

But even after a month of knowing her, there was still the feeling of nervousness around her. After meeting her, that feeling of missing something in my life disappeared. It kind of felt like when I had a crush on Zuko, before dating.

"Alright, everyone! The stew is ready!" Masha grinned happily, pouring the first bowl. I stood from my stop and joined the others around the pot.

"Masha, this smells incredible." I complimented as I got handed a bowl.

"Thank you." She accepted the compliment, holding the last field bowl in her hand. "It's the perfect meal for this special occasion."

"Oh, what's that?" I wondered curiously.

"Today marks one month since you've been with us." Mulan reminded me with a light nudge. I couldn't help but blush lightly at the touch.

"Yeah, we're really lucky to have you with us." Bono added.

"An incredible fighter and an even better friend." Taon lighted his bowl up in the air and cheered. "To Ama!"

"To Ama!" The others repeated, lifting their bowls up as well.

I laughed with them and shook my head. "You guys are amazing, But if I'm being honest, I should be the one lucky to have you all. A bunch of rascals who like to beat up bullies? My kind of people." They all laughed at my words. "But really, thank you for letting me join you all."

"Of course." Masha assured me. "Now, let's eat before this all gets cold."

I took my spot by the fallen tree to eat. Masha and Taon sat not far from me, starting to engage in their own conversation. Bono didn't like to be disturbed when he was eating and sat further away from us all. And Mulan sat next to me.

Neither of us said anything at first. We both focused more on the vegetables and the beef in the stew. But we both also wanted to say something to each other.

"Masha is probably the best cook I've ever come across." Mulan broke the silence and set the finished bowl down beside her. "I remember the first time she cooked for me when we were 16, I tried to convince her to own a restaurant or something."

"Well, she'd definitely do well." I finished my stew as well and set it on my lap.

Mulan looked over at the others, seeing that no one was really paying attention to us. "Hey, let's get out of here." She pointed away from camp with her thumb.

I raised an eyebrow, both in curiosity and confusion. "And go where?"

She shrugged and made her suggestion. "There's a lake not far from here. I got water from there earlier."

"Sound fun." I agreed, moving the empty bowl to the ground and standing up. Mulan smiled at me and stood up as well. No one noticed us leave the camp. Which isn't necessarily a problem, we shouldn't be away long.

I followed the redhead through the trees, listening to the sound of crickets. "Here it is." Mulan announced as we finally arrived at the lake. There wasn't a ton of light tonight because there was only a half moon in the sky. Mulan grinned at me and then took my hand, pulling me with her to the lake. "Check this out."

She placed her hand in the water and moved it from side to side. The water that moved glowed a bright blue. My jaw dropped at the incredible sight. "Wow." I gasped and dipped my hands into the cold water as well. "How does this happen?"

"It's a chemical reaction in the algae." Mulan answered. I gave her a curious look, wondering how she knew that. "My parents studied it a little. They were herbalists so they found this stuff interesting."

"It's incredible." I admired the incredible sight. You truly do learn something new everyday. With a mischievous smirk, I splashed some water at Mulan. The woman gasped in shock as I laughed. She splashed me back, and the droplets fell on my face and chest. "Oh, okay then."

I bent the glowing water till it was over the redhead. "Ama, no!" She squealed and tried to back up while still on the ground. I dropped the water, drenching her in it. Her hands wiped the water out of her eyes and she gave me a playful glare as I giggled uncontrollably.

And without warning, Mulan lunged at me. "Ahh!" I shrieked while she pushed us both into the lake. The edge of the lake was still pretty shallow, allowing for us both to sit up and it only reached to our waist. "What the hell?" I laughed.

"You started it." She retorted. I bit my bottom lip and shook my head at her. I bent some more water to throw at her, but Mulan moved further into the water. "Nuh uh. Sorry, sweetheart but you're gonna have to catch me first."

I scoffed amusingly while the redhead dove deeper into the water. I took her up on that challenge and followed her in further. She wasn't really trying to outswim me. I caught up to her pretty quickly, tackling her and we both submerged into the lake. The water glowed at all the movement we were making.

Breaking through the surface, the two of us gasped for air and giggled. Luckily we weren't that deep and could stand. The water ended just above my waist. "I didn't think this through." Mulan muttered, looking down at her soaking clothes.

"Relax, I can bend the water out of our clothes when we get out." I reminded her and moved closer to her.

Just for the curiosity of it, I bent the water, moving it from side to side as it glowed. I took it a step further, swirling it around my body and then around Mulan's. The two of us giggled while I slipped the water back in the lake.

"No matter how often you do that I'm always to mezmerised but it." Mulan looked at me in awe. "Well, it's either that or just the gorgeous woman who's bending the water." I turned to look at her and our eyes met. Her green eyes felt like they were seeing every inch of me. Every insecurity and every flaw. But also every beautiful aspect and everything admirable.

Neither of us said anything. My eyes looked down at her heart shaped lips. She never painted them, but they still had an orange tint to them. Which I thought was absolutely unique and beautiful.

Mulan leaned in hesitantly, waiting for me to back away. But I didn't. In fact, I also leaned in. She closed the gap and her soft lip finally met mine. It felt perfect and pure. But just as quickly as it happened, she pulled away and hastily started to trudge through the water.

"Wait, Mulan!" I called and started to trudge after her. Was the kiss bad? Was I bad?

"I shouldn't have done that." The woman replied with a distressed tone. She scrunched up her hair, getting the water out and she stepped out of the lake.

"Why? Was it me?" I wondered. My chest felt heavy with worry that I had just made a complete fool of myself. I was already planning to leave the group. I couldn't stay if it was just going to be awkward.

"No, no. It wasn't you." Mulan told me.

"Then what?" I grabbed her wrist to keep her from leaving further.

She turned around with tears in her eyes and she shook her head. "You were perfect." She started. "You are perfect. I just can't do this to you."

"What? Do what?" I begged to know.

"You're a hero, Ama. I can't be the reason you get shunned and rejected by the world." He looked down at her hands to avoid my look. "Like what my parents did to me." It clicked in my mind. Just a moment ago, it felt like it was just me and her. But there's still an entire world that wouldn't be thrilled if two women fell in love. Mulan's parents being one example.

The thing was. I didn't care. I placed my hand on both sides of Mulan's cheeks, wiping her tears away with my thumbs. "Fuck the world." I told her and shook my head. "This can just stay between us or we can shout it from the rooftops. It doesn't matter. I just don't want to have to reject how I feel about you."

Mulan raised her head, looking me in the eye again. "And how do you feel about me?" She wondered with a soft smile.

"With you I feel happy. I feel like I can do anything with you by my side." I told her. "I like you more than a friend."

Mulan wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me close to her. "I like you more than a friend, too." And we kissed again. It was soft and loving. And, again, it felt perfect. "I can't tell you hold long the others were trying to convince me to make a move." She giggled when she pulled back a little.

"Did Teon try to give you a pep-talk?" I asked with a humorous smirk.

"Yeah and then Bono did a better job at it." Mulan responded and the two of us laughed. This felt right. I didn't know in that moment, but it wouldn't last. The feeling of being pure.

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Let's go lesbians, lets go! Jk, Ama is a little bi baby. I wanted some background for Ama and Mulan before some more tea! But also cause I love wlw representation and there isn't enough of it. And don't worry everyone cause Zuko is getting some love pretty soon!

Love you all! Hang loose, amigos 🤙🏼

#zuko x oc #zuko fanfic #zuko x waterbender oc #waterbender oc #her sun his moon

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The Missing Piece

✧ Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

✧ One shot, Fluff so sweet it can cause cavities, Smut, Boyfriend AU

✧ Warnings: fairly vanilla sex, oral sex (female receiving), praise kink, fingering, spanking, multiple orgasms, Jimin’s big ass dick

✧ Word Count: 5.5K

✧ Summary: Going out with your very adorable boyfriend seemed like a dream come true but there was still no sex between the both of you. You were determined to change that and finally confront your boyfriend about it but things don’t go as planned.

✧ A/N: I might have made Jimin way too sweet but honesty he’s a honey baby and I believe he’s the sweetest boyfriend! My intention was to get this out for Valentine’s Day but I unfortunately life throws curveballs but enjoy either way!

Happiness is one form of fulfilment. Or at least that's what you though. You were currently in a relationship, a very happy relationship to be exact. Even when at first it had been difficult to get the courage to express your feelings openly to him, that struggle was finally over and you were completely and utterly happy.

One problem. Your boyfriend has never had sex with you.

Park Jimin isn't the type of guy you tell straight up that you want sex. At least not without having you self combust out of embarrassment. He is kind and caring, sweet and an amazing kisser. You would always compare his kisses to ecstasy. For a while you were happy with the current situation you lived with your boyfriend. The two of you did things most couples did: hug a lot, go out on dates, talk a lot to each other, cuddle while watching movies at his house, say cute nicknames when people aren't looking, and of course the make out sessions. OH THE MAKE OUT SESSIONS! Those were you favorite moments of pure delight. You always looked forward to kissing Jimin a lot, reason why you always had her strawberry lip gloss with you at all times since it was his favorite flavor and made him more prone to kiss you when you smelled like that. And you loved kissing him till they were out of breath. Until it came to the point where that wasn’t enough. There was a sudden….need. A sudden want. Kisses were starting to seem like child's play. You wanted more!

Of course you could never sum up the courage to tell Jimin to make love to you. You barely summed up the courage to even tell him you loved him!

First time you both met it had been in the most ridiculous of ways, something that would prevail throughout the rest of your relationship. You felt lucky Jimin even considered going out with you despite the horrible first impression you tried to give that one sunny day while you were both in last year of college.

Normally you are a very cool and collected person who always loves to have everything in control but when it came to Jimin you always lost your senses. You became a total clutz and always did something completely embarrassing in front of him. The first time you ever saw him, you accidentally spilled coffee on him, the second time you bumped into a tree, the third time you tripped and slid on the freshly waxed floor of the campus hallway. Didn’t take you long to discover who he was, what his itinerary was and even tried to be in the same classes in college just to see him. Jimin was like an angel sent from heaven and you adored him as time went by. Finally there came a day you confessed your feelings…..but it wasn't quite as you planned it to be…

*************Flashback****************

You were sitting in the bench waiting for Jimin to come out of his World History class. You wanted to dress to impress this man, throwing the most classic bad girl look, with her skinny jeans, a white t shirt, your favorite black leather jacket and black boots with heels. You wanted to look sexy and fierce but just a touch of cute so you wouldn’t scare him away so you add a bow on your hair which was placed in a high ponytail. Makeup was cute and you made sure to smell nice. Yes! You were decided to go forth and face your dream man!

"Okay ____ you can do this!" You said to herself "You are a sexy stallion charging to her objecting…..WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY TO MYSELF!?" You palmed you face to check if you were okay but then the door opened, "Focus ___! Oh…wait…he's coming! Quick, act cool!"

Acting cool meant to stand tall and placing your body close to the wall. The original plan was to stand that way, wait for Jimin to come out and you would spring forth saying "Hey sweet thing, you look like you need a bad girl in your life. Fortunately I, ____ , can help you with that, wanna go out with me?" Or at least that was what you wanted. Instead the outcome was a little different.

You got off the wall and calmly went to search for Jimin. Just as you were about to speak, a guy from Jimin’s class by the name of Jeon Jungkook accidentally pushed you. And just like that, you went rolling forward falling in front of your crush once more but this time was even worse. Your heels were no good in this situation getting stuck on a crack on the floor, causing you to twist your foot and went falling down, but luckily this time Jimin catched you just as you were falling.

"I know I am going to sound like a dork but I have to say this" Jimin said holding you, "I really must have you falling for me huh?"

You blushed intensely and laughed with the most nervous laugh you had ever had in your life. Jimin was a dork but you adored that about him. He softly lifted you and helped you get to a bench to help your damaged foot.

"I…I'm….I'm…." You could barely talk, he was so close! She could smell his scent, that of soap and wind. It was a weird and fitting combination.

"You're _____" He laughed "Yeah I know who you are. But…but please don't think I'm a stalker….I'm….I'm just….I have seen you and….."

"I'm….I'm….I'm ____" you kept mumbling, "And…and I wanna….you look like….you wanna go out with me…"

You meant to say it as a question but the way you said it sounded as thought you were actually stating that he wanted to date you, which made Jimin blush a lot.

"Am I that obvious?" he scratched his head and chuckled a nervous laugh.

"Wait….You wanna go out with me?" You asked confused. WAIT? The seduction technique worked?

"Yeah….I was going to ask you out sooner but it's just…You're so beautiful and I was really really nervous! I mean you look so cool and I'm no way as cool as you."

"Are you crazy? I was going to ask YOU out! But how?….when?….HAH!?”

Jimin laughed and smiled with a cute radiating smile that just made you squeal inside.

"I fell for you when I first saw you in the cafeteria. You were wearing such a hot outfit, you came in like the queen of the place and automatically I thought that you were the most attractive girl I had ever seen. I know I'm sounding so corny and I'm sorry…."

"Don't be" you interrupted him, "I fell for you that day too. I thought you looked so handsome and smart and just…I can't even begin to describe it"

"So it's settled, would you like to go out on a date with me Ms. ______?"

"I would love to Mr. Jimin" you smiled widely.

**********ends flashback*************

And ever since then you became inseparable. So much so that you saw him every time you could. You both either had a date somewhere, or one would go the others houses going back and forth from one apartment to another. It was like being on cloud nine, a cute angelical and dorky cloud nine. By now you have been in a relationship for a year and you both decided it was time to live together and continue with your working lives. You adored Jimin more day by day and life without him was unthinkable. But then why was there a need for more? You didn't want to ruin the relationship you already had, it was great as it was. But you needed to feel him closer to you. "More!" Your mind screamed, "MORE!"

One day you were jogging and blasting your playlist to you favorite music when by chance you found your old friend from college, Park Sunyoung.

"It's good to see you're okay, Sunyoung! Haven't seen you since we left college, Me with Jimin and you with Namjoon. How is that crab loving idiot anyways?" You joked.

"He's doing great!" she smiled ignoring the playful remark made to her lover, "We are finally together and life is becoming quite…exciting!"

"Wow! Jimin and I moved in together as well! Sounds like we're both sharing a same fate."

"Oh so you understand what it's like" Sunyoung giggled, "Living with Joonie is quite a change. What with sharing meals, things, sharing a bed."

"Yeah! It's kind of weird at first but you get used to it. It's really worth it when you two are finally alone and just being close."

"Tell me about it! Joonie doesn't even leave my side. And well we are a woman and a man. To be honest being with him is like a whole new experience"

"What do you mean by you're a woman and a man?" You looked at her confused.

"Oh…you know….we're together….in a same bed… in the same house… lots of things happen"

You finally noticed and opened you eyes wide like a plate.

"You do IT with Namjoon!?"

"But of course. Ever since college. But now that we live together it's been constant. I….I can't make him stop!" Sunyoung placed her hands on her cheeks to hide her blushing, "I can't resist him….I just adore his rouge physique"

"STOP STOP STOOOOOP! I don't want to know about your sex life with Namjoon! That's gonna leave serious scars in my mind"

"Oh stop it like you haven't done the same with Jimin!" Sunyoung blushed.

"Well….um…Yeah! Jimin and I do it all the time" you lied. You didn't need Sunyoung and Namjoon knowing Jimin had not once tried to even attempted to try to get you to do it. "He's fierce! Leave's me so satisfied"

Your voice sounded kind of exaggerated as you said those words. You looked away and tried to change the subject as quick as she could.

"So yeah anyways! Umm…I'm glad I got to see you! I have to go. Jimin’s waiting at home! Hope to see you soon! BYEE!" You started jogging fast towards your apartment.

It was almost unbelievable what you were thinking. You lied to your best friend since freshman year about your sex life! But if you had said anything to the contrary Sunyoung would have told Namjoon all about it and that was likely to spread a wildfire. DAMN IT! You needed a plan and fast! How does one even seduce a man? You had never even done it with a man. Normally because of your attitude people always thought you were an experienced girl but truth be told you were still a beginner when it came to sex. All you knew was how to kiss and how to touch his chest. You needed a plan to make Jimin realize that he was living with a WOMAN and this woman was in a need for her man!

The next day you had gone out shopping and had made plans for a romantic dinner. You cooked him dinner, set a table with candles, made the room smell like vanilla and prepared you weapons for seduction. The game was set and all you needed was the centerpiece, your lovely boyfriend.

Jimin came home from a long day of work, hoping for some rest and quiet and as he entered the room he saw his girlfriend standing in front of the table wearing a hot strapless red dress that went all the way to the middle of your thigh and black heels. Your hair was let loose and you were blushing like crazy which made you look cuter Jimin’s eyes.

"What….what's with this?" Jimin asked confused and excited at the same time.

"I…I wanted to give you a surprise. We never did celebrate our moving in here situation. So I thought it would be nice to have a romantic dinner just the two of us." You smiled timidly.

Jimin had a feeling that he quickly oppressed in his mind. Having you standing there looking at him as if waiting for an answer and all he could think of was devouring your lips. But he wasn't like that. He needed to be calm, collected. For your sake he must not let out his true feelings. What if you get scared of what he truly wants to do to you? Even with your tough exterior, in his mind you were cute and innocent in a way. That's one of the many things he adored of you. But if he ever let out the sudden need he always felt for you whenever you kissed you would be scared of him and maybe run away. And right now in this phase of their relationship he wanted and needed you to be by his side always.

"So…..?" You said snapping Jimin out of his thoughts.

"It's awesome honey! I'm really honored" he smiled.

DARN IT! No reaction! Just his usual smile! You needed to make more moves! Jimin was going to fall for you if it was the last thing you ever did in your life!

Both of you sat down in the nicely arranged table and immediately Jimin tried to make sweet conversation about his daily routine. You loved listening to his stories about work because he always had something funny to tell. You just laughed all the time and threw your head back revealing you neck in the most seductive way. Jimin gulped audibly as you were still laughing not noticing his reactions “DOES THIS WOMAN NOT KNOW HOW SEXY SHE IS!?” He thought. You were going to be the end of him for sure. As the conversation and the dinner went on, you both talked calmly as you usually did but the tension was in the air.

"I'm going to go bring dessert" you said as you got up and walked into the kitchen. Jimin sighed in relief but that relief was only brief. He was going to lose it and soon. The way you move your hips as you walked and the smell of your perfume that came from you body and long flowing hair that touched your white silky skin. He used all the self-restrain he could possibly contain and tried to smile tenderly as you came back with chocolate fondue and strawberries. “I think a great dinner should have a lovely desert! You wanna try them?" you ask innocently, knowing well the situation you were creating was far from that.

"Yeah! I’m sure it tastes delicious!" Jimin smiled as he grabbed a strawberry and dipped it in chocolate. “Wow, that’s so good!”

"I wanted something different for this occasion, can I try some of yours?" You asked, opening your lips slightly expecting him to feed you. Jimin grabbed another strawberry and dipped it in the chocolate as he carefully placed it in your mouth but a drip of chocolate accidentally fell on your cleavage. "Woops"

Jimin felt he was done for.

Worse, he was horny as fuck!

The internal good side of Jimin kept telling him to maintain calm and posture but the internal demon yelled him to kiss you and make you scream in pleasure as he licked all the chocolate from your body. Rationality won in this case and just exhaled as he grabbed a napkin to clean you gently.

"I'm sorry, ____! I….I can clean it for you" he started cleaning you cleavage but had not analyzed the implication that would involve cleaning you would also mean touching your skin. His cheeks turn pink as he nervously tries to avoid the gaze of your eyes focusing on your skin. You felt the graze of his fingers in the lightest way making you close your eyes and just sighed. You were so close to one another. The tension was rising. He had you there, your eyes closed as if waiting for him to kiss you. He got closer and closer…feeling her breath and smelling your perfume. You were so close….

"Jimin I…" You opened her eyes and instinctively moved bumping you head with his accidentally, "OWW! I'M SO SORRY!"

"It's okay" he rubbed his head. That was a close call. He needed to calm down. He needed a cold shower. He needed to….

"Kiss me" you said softly.

"Huh?" Jimin blinked surprised at your sudden command.

"Kiss me…..please….kiss me" you pleaded with a soft sexy voice. This was too much for him. He slowly got closer and kissed you softly on your lips, kissing you gently and tenderly. You grabbed his cheek, his hand still in your chest as you tilted your head giving more space to deepen the kiss. It didn’t take long for the innocence to be forgotten replaced by the sudden need of each other. Each kiss was intensifying your need and it was beginning to hurt how much you wanted each other.

"We…we can't" Jimin mumbled between kisses and suddenly stopped you, "We...can't"

"Why?" You mumbled against his lips. The overwhelming haze leaving you disoriented and confused at what he was saying.

"I….I need to think….I need to breathe for a sec"

He breathed heavily, catching his breath from all the kissing. But you couldn’t afford to let him straighten his thoughts, one false move and we go back to square one. It was time for action.

You grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom where you continued the make out session initiated at the dinner table. Normally you weren’t like this. You would be very nervous to even seduce Jimin but you were just about done with all of this sexual tension and just decided to move by instinct. You began to slowly start unzipping you dress and letting it slowly fall down revealing your matching black lace bra and panties you had recently acquired for him. His surprise visible in his gaze as he looked you up and down and pushed him to the bed and you got on top of him.

You kissed Jimin deeply once again and felt how he was just as turned on as you were. He wanted to touch your skin, and he did. He grabbed you by the waist tracing his fingers upwards and back down again in a slow movement that’s cause you to moan against his lips when he came close to touching your chest. God help him that moan just caused his already intense hard on to fucking pulse in his pants.

But the moan was also a trigger in his mind. He needed to come back to reality. He needed to stop. So he just looked to the side and stopped kissing you.

"Why? Why do you stop?" You asked confused.

"We need to stop" He said still looking away from you, averting your gaze.

That was the last straw. After all the effort you had put into this you were at your wits end. You have never felt rejected by Jimin but somehow the fact that he didn’t want to even look at you was hurtful enough to understand that you had failed.

"I understand...I must be really bad at this" You sighed and covered your face, "I'm really that bad at seducing my own boyfriend! I mean I'm so disgusting you won't even look at me"

Jimin felt like he had been hit by a dagger in his heart. That was not it at all. God if only you knew!

"NO! of course not ____! It's not that!" he said softly.

"I'm doing my best to try to make you desire me! I tried all I know and it wasn't even easy to take off my clothes in front of you like this. I was afraid you'd reject me and my fears were confirmed. I guess I'm not good at seducing you" your voice was starting to crack and tears were forming in your eyes. Dejected, you get up from the bed leaving a very sad Jimin lying there. His clothes a mess after all the intense scene. You picked up you dress from the floor and turned one last time to face him "Just forget about all of this. I….I just…I'm just no good"

"_____ it's not that!" he insisted.

"Well then what is it?" You exclaimed crying "I tried everything I could. I wanted to touch you and be touched by you! I need you close to me. I thought we could finally move a step closer and you don't even want me! I'M A WOMAN TOO! I WANT TO FUCK YOU GODDAMIT! And now I've ruined it because of this stupid impulse now you don't want me anymore and…."

You were interrupted by a fierce pair of lips whom belonged to your boyfriend who kissed you passionately. Your eyes let the tears fall a little more and even though there was a sort of resistance at first Jimin held you tightly next to him. Nowhere to go but his arms. Your dress fell on the floor once more and he kept holding you tenderly. You kept cried as you reciprocated his hug causing Jimin to start stroking your hair.

"I'm so sorry _____. I….didn't want you to feel this way. I tried to prevent this from happening”

"Because you don't want me"

"BECAUSE I WANT TO FUCK YOU SO BAD!" you opened your eyes widely as you looked at him in an utter state of confusion "Yeah I desire you with all my body and heart! There have been countless amount of times I have wanted to just bend you over and make you cum and scream my name till you forget everything you know and only think of the pleasure I’m giving you. But I don't want to hurt you and I don't want you to be afraid of me."

"Why would I be afraid of you?" You asked.

"Because once I take you, and make you mine, I'm afraid I'm going to want more and more and more and I am going to become this sexual beast. I just….I don't want you to be afraid of me because I seriously yearn for you!"

"You're an idiot!" You cried hugging him and hiding your face in his chest.

"It's okay honey! I deserve to be called an idiot and more from you because I have let my guard down and hurt you….."

"SHUT UP JIMIN! Have you ever thought for a second that maybe I want you to fuck me again and again? I love you! I love you with all my heart and I want to have you near me and feel you inside and be one." You started giggling out of the absurdity of the situation, "You know I was afraid of that too, afraid that I might lose control and become a sex addict for you and that would scare you away or that my kinks were too intense for someone as adorable and loving as you"

"Really?" Jimin opened his eyes wide. “Because if we’re talking kinks I have many in mind”

"Yes! I love you Park Jimin and if I become a sex addict I shall become addicted to you. You are all I need" you said and suddenly laughed "I sounded so corny didn't I?"

"A little" he laughed too "but I love you when you're corny, even with the serious tough girl facade you try to pull I love that you can be your cute self with me. I love you ____, I love every single fiber of you."

You blushed wildly causing your face to be full on red. Jimin was an angel but he had a dark side to him and she adored him even more! You kissed passionately once again, going back to where you once began. You started by taking his clothes off and kissing his chest and neck. His body had some freckles which you made sure to kiss each one. Slowly but surely he laid you on the bed as he hovered on top, all clothes scattered on the floor as both of you are kissing and touching each other. This time you could feel the shift in the way he kissed. It wasn’t sweet like he usually did, it was tough and demanding, he had liberated the inhibitions that slowed him down and became much more fierce. His kisses lowered from your lips to your neck, to your chest, to your stomach, to that sweet spot of your heat that was ready for him to explore.

“You’re already this wet for me, babygirl?” He asked with the most smug smile. The feeling of Jimin’s breath up your needy pussy was exhilarating and new. He saw you clenching in response to the question he made and took it as a signal to continue.

Carefully he spread your legs to give him a deeper view of your wet cunt as he started licking your folds leaving them all glossy and spreading the wetness all around. You bit your lower lip from the pleasure you felt as he kept touching you. Soon enough he started licking your clit and sucking it, producing not only a lewd sound coming from his mouth but also from your mouth as you moaned his name in response to the overwhelming pleasure it was starting to produce.

“Is this what you’ve been dreaming of?” He rasped looking in you with darkened eyes. “Because this is exactly what I have dreamed for. You cute little pussy squelching to be fucked by my dick” he sucked hard and probed a finger inside quickly finding your g spot as if he were familiar with your entire body, the action making you scream. “answer me when i talk to you baby girl”

“Yes babe I also dreamed of this” you were panting running your hand in his smooth hair. This change in Jimin’s personality was so strange but exhilarating to see. You weren’t one to complain especially because he seemed to know what he was doing. you were so close to cumming from the movements he was doing with both tongue and fingers, “But I dreamed even more about having your dick inside me”

“Soon” he huffed wiggling his fingers in and out of your pussy, “I want to enjoy this as much as possible.”

You couldnt last long, those fingers were a sin moving inside you. Soon the waves of pleasure hit you fiercely as they never before. Sure you have masturbated before but the orgasm you reached with only Jimin’s hand was something you’ve never felt before.

Angel Jimin was beautiful but there was something exciting about seeing his face dirty with your juices as he talked dirty into your pussy. It seemed forbidden, but just right. He went up to kiss you giving you a taste of what your cum tasted like from his lips. Salty, sweet, heavenly.

It was an exciting feeling to have him all over you, though it wasn’t fair for him to be the only one doing the most. You wanted to provide him pleasure as well but he stopped you. “There would be enough time for that later” he said touching his hard on “I’m at the brink and i need to feel you”

Before you knew it you saw Jimin placed on a condom, the details of where this could have come from escape your mind since you were too lost in a lustful haze to even care. Slowly he took the time to enter your body letting you adjust to his length. The width of his hard cock was painful at first but you soon started feeling a pleasurable sting.

"If it hurts I'll stop, okay?" Jimin said and you only nodded as he moved.

He entered slowly and you only closed your eyes. “Fuck, baby girl you’re so tight….just desperate for my cock aren’t you?”

It was perfection. No other word could describe how you felt. Both of you were together, finally touching and kissing each other, both letting yourselves be embraced by your own passion for each other. Your body seemed to be made to fit his cock, quickly adjusting to his size and holding on to his neck as your hips started to move on their own. All coherence in your brain was long forgotten, only sensations and pleasure. Words like "Yes!", "Faster!" and "harder!" escaped your mouth and Jimin could only comply to your orders.

In Jimin’s eyes you were exquisite, your body divine responding so well to his touch and his thrusts. He was enjoying your body all he could exploring ever single corner or her with both hands and lips. the first one holding on to your body going up and down feeling your soft skin and finding places that would make you shiver with just a simple touch. The second tasting your sweat and resting on your breasts as he took the time to adore them for the beauty they were.

“Jimin, I’m so close” You moan reaching your high so quickly. Your body was already sensitive from your first orgasm that the stimulation Jimin was giving you was sending you even more tidal waves of your second orgasm. This did nothing to slow down Jimin’s pace. Quite contrary his pace started quickening, his tongue flicking your nipple roughly and grabbing your ass firmly.

“Oh no you asked for this, this isn’t going to end soon. My cock has been yearning for your sweet wet pussy for far too long, it’s gonna be a long l o n g night” he said emphasizing the word long with each thrust he pulled.

Jimin swiftly turned you around placing go on top of him and deepening the thrust. this angle allowed his cock to go even deeper touching you g spot with the head and the thrust was even fiercer.

“Jimin...you’re so good to me” you were out of breath, hands switching from holding on to his thighs to his chest for support as you jumped up and down. “ this si even better than my dreams. your cock is so gooood”

“Tell me how much you love my cock” he spanked your ass leaving a red mark, the sting pleasurable and exciting.

“I just…. love your fucking cock” you kept bounced grabbing your breasts as they bounced out of control with the rhythm, “fuck….Jimin I’m gonna cum again!!”

“Same for me baby girl” his breath panting in faster as he developed an unstable rhythm with each thrust “your pussy has me fucked up!”

His thrust were slowing down but the depth was still deep enough to have you scream his name and a bunch of other profanities as you both came at the same time. Soon after you both laid on the bed exhausted and utterly, extremely and divinely happy.

"SWEET FRECKLED JESUS!" you shouted completely out of breath "what was that? That was…..that was….”

"That was amazing" he finished your sentence and kissed you sweetly. "How are you feeling? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"It hurt a little but it was more overwhelming i forgot about the pain quick” you rested your head on his chest as you sighed deeply. “I never thought it was possible for me to be this happy! I…I love you Jimin!" you hugged him tight basking in the post coital glow.

Jimin turned to see you, his eyes now filled with concern and back to his regular spark. far from the darkened circles you had seen as he fucked you mercilessly. as exciting as that was nothing can beat seeing your boyfriend being a sweetheart. "_____, I want you to promise me you will never doubt yourself again. I can't believe you would think I didn't want you"

"How was I supposed to think? You were avoiding me!"

"Oh my god! Do you know how hard it is to have you here with me and see you shaking your adorable tushie around the house and not being able to spank you? When the chocolate fell on your cleavage I wanted to lick it so bad. You are sensuality in its purest form! Everything you do drives me wild"

"Well from here forward you have my full permission to go ahead with all the impulses you have. Who knew I had such a bad boy with me? And here I thought you were a saint" you joked.

"Oh I'm no saint. I'm a man and this man adores his woman so much" he kissed you sweetly again and just held you for a while "I promise I will take care of you and to love you even if it takes a lifetime"

"I'm willing to go with that challenge" you smiled as you kissed your lover's chest.

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a-grounder-from-the-sky · 5 years

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SKAM España: Long Ass Analyses S02 E10 C3.

Oooh boi! I dont even know how many times I've watched that clip. Guys this two make me feel so much, one clip I'm exited the other I'm confused and then disappointed, mad, sad, happy, sad again, happy again, frustrated, all that at the same time... oof SKAM does that to you. Glad that I discovered this amazing Universe through these two beautiful girls. I wish I could watch this clip for the first time.

Vale ¡ Empezamos !

PARALLEL ! I love parallels. Cris is impatiently waiting for JoJo like "Where's my baby at !" With a beautifully well wrapped little package. One of the first thing that came into my mind was, Cris is waiting Joana the same way Joana waited for her In Perdóname. This time, Cris doesn't wait for Joana to come back she takes matters into her own hands and go to her. We love a confident Cris.

After a little while Joana finally comes into view, and I swear when her eyes locked with Cris, I saw a little rictus form on her lips or I'm wrong and just saw what I wanted to see. But whatevaaah, I know despite the face and the attitude she was giving, Joana was happy to see Cris but she had a role to maintain which was Joana "doesn't love Cris" Bianchi.

My baby Cris politely said Hola with the sweetest voice ever and JoJo was like "Bitch what is you want ?" I wanted to slap her but reminded myself that she was playing a role. But luckily, Cris does not let her tone affect her and gives Jo the pretty package saying "Here love of my life I bought you a gift", I am so proud of how well Cris is handeling the situation, very calm and composed.

Joana roughly unwrap the gift and TADAAAH a book ! Dangerous Liaisons. This book is the centre piece of this season 'cause it's a reflection of Cris and Joana's relationship I mean even the title screams CROANAAA! Dangerous Liaison. As in harsh/complicated/challenging relationship. A bumpy ride don't forget your seatbelt and I feel like it can also be apply for us, the fans, and how their relationship affected us, well at last for me. I mean I haven't had a proper 8 hour sleep in more than a month because of these two, they keep me awake, cause it's or I'm to worry to sleep or I'm to happy. Like... dude ! what is this. I'm having a dangerous liaisons with SKAM España.

Alright carry on.

When Joana sees the book she's like "I already read it, thank you next"

But Cris won't back down and says "Nope, not this one open it"

And BOOOOOOM ! Just like that mi Corazon was hit. I had to pause the video cause I became La Llorona I needed to catch my breathe and to stop my eyes from watering 'cause I couldn't see shit.

I was so not expecting it which made it 100 times better. Funny 'cause it reminded me of when Joana wrote down "Perdóname(I'm sorry)", and did you know that "I'm sorry" and "I love you" are two of the most hard phrases to say to someone ? (-> Needs verification but I'm sure I'm right).

So Cris wrote it down cause you know it's easier then saying it (little advise, when you need to say something to someone but you can't do it cause it's hard, write it down and give it to them. It helps.) And we know that she's not good with saying big and heavy words like I love you.

Cold Joana is still playing hard to get and says "Why now ?" I think she responded like that cause she didn't want to believe it you know ?

Cris answers that because it's the truth, to my surprise Cris says it out loud this time "I love you biiiiish I ain't never gonna stop loving you biiiish", while looking at Joana in the eyes. So proud my baby girl is growing, and being fearless about her feelings. Go girl ! Express yourself. Cris confesses never having said it to anyone but she wanted to tell her at least once even if Joana doesn't love her anymore( rolling my eyes at the biggest lie that I've ever heard but whatevaaah I'll ignore it for now but this needs to be rectify soon). She was so cute and being all shy while saying that. "I know you don't love me anymore but I do love you now and that's all that matters" We love that glow up.

Joana is like "Da fuck girl I told you I didn't love you because I wanted you to stay away from me and you're doing the opposite"

And to scare and push away Cris, Joana tells her that "You don't know what you are getter yourself into, I'm a fucking kinder suprise, I'm very impredictible" which Cris answer by "Reallyyy ! I love Kinder Suprise !" And adds "Please bitch ! like I haven't notice. Since I've met you feels like I'm on a rollercoaster, so tell me something I don't know"

So Joana keeps on going

"I can be really cool in the morning and a dickhead on the afternoon."

Cris: "Okay. Not even scared"

Joana:"Don't want you to have to deal with me."

Cris:"my decision not yours to make."

Frustrated-Joana-cause-Cris-doesn't-back-down:" The reason I was in the hospital is because I got extremely angry at my parents and threaten them to kill myself and almost did it"

Cris: "..............huuum.......... Nope. Still here. Keep 'em coming I won't move"

Joana: "...... Da fuck woman." I loved Joana's face when she realised that no matter what she said Cris wasn't going to Change her mind.

Cris: "I👏🏽AM👏🏽NOT👏🏽GOING👏🏽TO👏🏽RUNAWAY(No voy a salir corriendo). Stick this into your head woman."

And my heart was hit again.

And so was Joana's heart. Look at her face my baby is speechless.

Everything was perfect we got another glimpse at Joana's MI (mental illness). She loves Cris so much that she opened up a bit more to know what was Cris getting herself into, so if she wanted to back down she could even if it meant for Joana to lose Cris. But Cris was like "Nope, you don't get it do you ? I want you. And everything that comes with it. The whole package and if that means having to deal with your MI than so be it, cause it's a part of who you are. And I want ALL OF YOU."

Oh boi so beautiful.

But Joana is stubborn. Bitch stop fighting and accept the love that is giving to you. She says that right now she feels good but tomorrow she doesn't know, same for all the other next days. Which Cris replies with "Alright why the hell is you talking about tomorrow ?? How about we take it slow and think about today. Or better live in the minute. Minuto a minuto"-> OG SKAM fans must have been very happy.

New concept for Joana feels like she never thought about it. This should be known by everyone, live in the moment 'cause you might not be there tomorrow, so live as if there were no tomorrow, cause it's not just another day that you gain but it's also another day that you loose so don't waste time my friends and live minute by minute.

To ease the mood Cris propose Joana if it's possible for her to stand still for 60sec, Joana accepts the challenge and for about 10sec they are looking at eachother with smile on their faces like love birds being all cute and everything, when Cris says "Well look at that 10sec already ! No bombe has exploded that's a good start."

Well that ladies and gents is a rare species called a "Smiling Joana" haven't been seen in ages and need to be protected at all cost enjoy. She's so beautiful.

Cris thinking that she can't help anyone is beyond me cause she can brighten any situation. She's the friend and the Novìa that everyone wants.

Hugs, touching heads, kisses foreheads, staring at eachother, and hug again. And my heart can't take it. While this beautiful song by Bruno Major - Just the same, plays in the back ground. The way SKAM España picks up song is amazing always suits the moment.

I know a lot of you wanted a kiss. Understandable. But in that situation I feel like it was not needed. I've read a comment that says that Cris didn't kissed her cause Joana was so hesitant in even stepping close to her. All the caring look, hug, forehead kisses all that, was better than a kiss. So proud of Cris cause she did exactly with Joana what the girl squad did with her on the previous Clip, she showed how much important to her Joana was.

I'm going to let the lyrics of that part of the clip analyse that last paragraph. Take it as Cris' point of view you saying "Doesnt matter what happen, I'm going to be there for you, love." And you know what ? I'm crying rn 'cause this is beautiful.

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🎵So do your worst to me. Test my loyalty. I will pass with distinction of first degree. I lost my mind to you. Somewhere down the line that you drew. But I only have myself to blame. 'Cause I'd still love you just the same🎵

I personally couldn't have ask for a better reunion. And the more clips we get the more I'm having a hard time telling myself that this season and Cris' story will come to an end.

Aaaaaalriiight that was a long ass analysis hope y'all didn't fell asleep in the middle, I won't blame you and if you are still here, thank you for reading everything. I personally didn't think this clip needed an analyses cause everything was pretty clear pero bue. I did it cause it helps me.

Hasta luego amigxs.

#cris #croana #joana #skam #skamespaña #cris and joana #crisandjoana #love is love #skam españa #cris soto #crisana #cris x joana

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Jac & Savannah

Savannah: [Okay so my idea is it's literally the first day because of course it is, highkey bitches, and like they haven't had chance to talk much as they're also the kinda bitches who wanna make a good first impression on whoever they are doing this work experience for but then they get told to do something together. The thing is, Jac can't find Sav, until she does find her crying in the bathroom because it's like a few months previous so her dad hasn't left yet and things are really messy between her parents obvs she would've tried to call her boyfriend but he wouldn't answer cos he's doing work experience too so Jac comforts her and it's a #bondingmoment and I thought we could start the convo after that/ later either with Jac being like are you okay now or Sav being like I'm so embarrassed] Jac: [yes 1000% to all of that, good thinking boo] Savannah: [would you like to start it being concerned to show she's not like Mia levels of callous heartless bitch?] Jac: [on it lmao] Jac: Hi, just wanted to check in, I hope you're feeling a bit better now Jac: know we haven't particularly before, but if you do ever need to talk Jac: sometimes friends don't get it, I know Savannah: Oh god, I've never been this embarrassed in my entire life! Savannah: I don't normally do that, honestly Jac: Of course Jac: You so don't need to be, I promise Jac: it sounds like you're going through a lot right now, you did amazing keeping it together all day Savannah: Everything is getting on top of me, I swear I'd be living at my boyfriend's if not for my little sister Savannah: but when I am home I have to be strong for her so I just feel so alone there Savannah: Like, I can't even feel how I feel Jac: Everyone always puts such unfair pressure on the oldest, I'm the same Jac: but you are strong, I can tell, even if you don't feel it all the time Jac: it's strong to admit you aren't okay, and that that's okay Savannah: That's so true! Did we ask to get born first, no? Savannah: you're the sweetest, I can tell Savannah: none of my friends have even tried to make me feel better Jac: Lifetime of being a babysitter and bodyguard 🙄 Jac: People can get so wrapped up in their own 'drama' Jac: some people we go to school with have never had an actual problem in their life and it shows Jac: but like I said, you can always come to me, even if you just wanna vent everything out and not have me respond, that's totally fine Jac: you should have someone you can confide in Savannah: Sienna needs it though, she's very very shy Savannah: People would take advantage if I wasn't there Savannah: Exactly! They think not getting a text back is a crisis Savannah: don't judge me because I know how this sounds but my boyfriend has totally become my best friend since we got together Savannah: it's great & I love that but I can't offload EVERYTHING onto him Savannah: there's no way I could have a breakdown & then delete it later, you know? Jac: Mine are the total opposite of shy, but there's no telling what kind of nonsense they'd get into if I weren't there to keep them safe Jac: That makes total sense Jac: and I think its sweet, most girls don't even LIKE their boyfriends, it's so childish Jac: but you're right, you can't rely on one person for everything, it's not fair on them, but also you Savannah: Yes! 👏 Why would I spend my precious time with someone who isn't worth that? Savannah: I don't understand most of the people we go to school with, seriously Savannah: my friends are always with their boyfriends too but fighting constantly about things that are nonsense Jac: 🙌 Preach Jac: Me either, it's honestly tiring having to deal with their 'logic' Jac: I thought there was like, no one at school with their priorities straight Savannah: & if you try & say anything you get attacked, like I'm offering help Savannah: my life is falling apart here & I do not have the mental space for your negativity Jac: People don't like when you help 'cos they cause their 'problems' themselves and they've got no intention of fixing them Jac: try not to take it personally, it says SO much more about them than it does you Jac: it's shitty they can't but that aside and be there for you when you really need them though, I'm sorry ❤ Savannah: You should literally be my parents relationship therapist Jac: I do want to do Psychology at Uni Savannah: OH MY GOD, me too! Savannah: I wanna go to Bath but I wouldn't mind St Andrews either even though it's only ranked 4th Savannah: Oxford & Cambridge are...what's the word? Jac: No way Jac: How do we have so much in common and we're only just finding out? Jac: It's like, they're the dream but also, are they just too old-fashioned for words? Jac: Some people in my family went to Cambridge, and I want to make my own path, you know? Savannah: That's SO important Savannah: & I know what you mean, as an educated black girl I just cannot Savannah: Imagine if we'd ended up at the same uni & I ran into you at some party or lecture Jac: ^^ You really have to think about these things Jac: That would be crazy Jac: as much as I'm DYING for the fresh start, it would be cool to have you there, a familiar face 😌 Savannah: You can read my mind Jac: I'm pretty sure I want Bath too, but Edinburgh seems like such a COOL city so 🤔😬😂 Jac: Cannot wait to do tours Savannah: You're SO right, there's no way to decide properly until we've been there Jac: I wish I could convince my 'rents that I need to go sooner rather than later 🙄 Savannah: I could talk my dad into anything at the moment, come with us! Jac: Seriously? Savannah: you have to Jac: We were meant to meet Jac: properly meet, I mean Savannah: That's what it feels like Jac: Fate is such a thing, honestly, there's so many weird 'conincidences' that have totally changed my life Savannah: It was such a strange little moment that brought me and my boyfriend together too, that could've easily not happened Jac: Right? Jac: Life is so crazy Savannah: I feel really happy at this exact moment & I wanted to die earlier Savannah: it's you Savannah: you're incredible Jac: I'm so glad you feel better, that's like, what I was meant to do, I can feel it Jac: you're so lovely, like ??? Savannah: Why have we never talked before? How? Jac: It's madness! Jac: Like, I need you in my life, honestly, my friends are just not even on the same planet sometimes, I swear Savannah: Oh honey, you can talk to me whenever too Savannah: I'm bringing breakfast into work for us tomorrow, no arguments, what do you love? Jac: ❤❤ Jac: caffeine anything 😜 Jac: do you go to [some #aes af cafe she definitely does go to too]? their pastries are 😘 so good Savannah: Get out! Of course I do! Savannah: I can't believe we haven't seen each other there Jac: 🤯🤯 This is silly now Jac: we're gonna have to sit down and work out the things we DON'T have in common at this rate Savannah: I'm going to [another aesthetic af place] later if you want to join? Home is the last place I wanna be Jac: Definitely Jac: Not done cheering you up yet Jac: and that place is also PERFECT Savannah: 🙌 Thank god you said yes 🙌 Savannah: I would totally have been crying again if it was a no Jac: Never Jac: You're so cool, Savannah Savannah: I'm going to have to think of a description for you that like only exists for you Savannah: because there are some other cool people but you're next level Jac: You are just the sweetest too, like how are you EVERYTHING Savannah: We're clearly everything together, we worked so hard today & now this Savannah: not letting you leave my life Jac: We make the perfect team Jac: I was lowkey so worried no one else would be going to this placement and then it turns out the BEST person ever is, okay 🙏🌍 Savannah: 💞 Savannah: All my friends are working in nurseries or in shops that'll give them free skincare Jac: Seriously! 🙄 Everyone just wants to have the easiest time possible Jac: my friend is legit working on reception in the sports centre next to the school Jac: like this is a chance to get your foot in the door somewhere and that's what you came up with? smh Savannah: You had it spot on when you said nobody our age has any sense of priorities Savannah: no offence to your friend but I could never Jac: Me either, there's a reason she's on her own 💁😏 Savannah: 😄

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