#LISTEN I'M JUST A SUCKER FOR HAPPY COUPLES OKAY

[phantombmoll]

Greg x Reader - A little appetiser Summary - Greg's messed up, your teasing is justified but he still gets cocky. Rating T/M - Mature themes, sexiness but no explicitness Author Note; There was no prompt for this I just really like writing domestic Greg all happy and in love.

"Your arse in that dress is sinful." Greg pressed close as he passed by watching you as you pulled the wineglasses out of the dishwasher.

"Well don't get any ideas because your friends will be here soon." You could feel his eyes on you as you straightened up and it would be a lie to say you hadn't chosen the dress for the purposes of torturing him. He deserved it though. He was the one who'd invited everyone round after too many beers the week before and then he was the one who'd offered to cook, then had to stay late at work leaving everything to you.

"They're your friends too." Greg said his lips pressing gentle kisses with intent along your neck his arms sliding around your waist. You loved him and warmth radiated through you, the delicious slow burn of arousal starting low in your belly.

You weren't going to give in to him though.

"Hmm but I didn't invite them round-" You replied as Greg persisted at your neck, you stopped the groan about to leave you and tensed your legs to stop them from going to jelly as he hit that spot. "-and I wasn't the one who forgot he'd invited everyone around until someone at work reminded him. I also wasn't the one who promised to cook and then stayed late at work leaving my better half to do all the prep, shopping and organising."

Greg's hands skimmed your shoulders, pausing to slip a finger under your bra strap and admire it. He knew it was his favourite, the one with the lacey trim that fit just right, made your chest look like something from a thoroughly indecent 50's blue movie.

"I did apologise about that." Greg said against your shoulder. "And I get the feeling you might be getting your own back." His hands skimmed over your waist and started to scrunch the base of the dress, letting out a groan when his fingers found the top of the suspenders. "You're definitely punishing me."

"I don't know what you're talking about, I simply got ready for the dinner you organised and now I'm trying to carry on with the prep." You turned into his arms before pushing past him, heading for the stove. You dipped the tip of a teaspoon into the pan and tasted it to check then turned it down to a low simmer.

"I really am sorry." Greg said sliding his hands back around your waist. You turned into him, allowing him to kiss you. His lips soft and warm and wanting. The pressure seemed to slip straight between your thighs and if you carried on the battle would be lost. You'd give into him easily. Greg pushed his luck hooking his hands under your thighs and lifting you onto the counter. His hands slid up your stocking covered thighs and up under your dress.

You groaned, cursing yourself for letting the sound escape and Greg pressed himself between your thighs.

"Let me taste you." He grinned against your lips. "Just a little appetiser."

Fuck.

Your heaving chest is enough of a giveaway that you don't want him to stop. Not really. Especially not when he talks like that and especially when you know how good he is with his mouth.

"You're a very bad man." You say fingers raking the hair at the base of his skull. He moans and grins at you. Sliding his hands further up your thighs, inching the dress up higher. It's tight but the fabric has a stretch that means it gives you some leeway.

"And you are a very bad girl." He says, fingers skimming the dampness of the lacey black knickers he loves so much. Your hips react to him and the grin comes back.

He's cocky.

Too cocky.

"Ready and waiting for-"

BZZZZZ

The door bell buzzes. His head drops to your chest and he makes a noise of disappointment that makes you laugh quietly.

"We could ignore it." He says into your chest.

"You invited them." You say scrunching your hands in the base of his hair again, just the way he likes, knowing it will do nothing to abate his arousal and now he'll have to answer the door with it and have it hanging over him all night. You press on his chest and jump down off the counter adjusting your dress. "Go answer the door." You say pressing a kiss to his cheek and patting his chest.

#greg lestrade #greg lestrade x reader #;greg lestrade #;light of my life #sherlock fic #;fanfic #fanfiction #x reader fic #I just really really enjoy writing him in like domestic settings or with someone he's clearly been with a while #and like they've fallen into adorable and sometimes sexy patterns #LISTEN I'M JUST A SUCKER FOR HAPPY COUPLES OKAY #LIKE romantic soulmate shit #my tense is all over in this #i promise im going to edit them better #trying to post this whilst a whingey puppo wont leave me alone haha

[yongility]

NEO TV # I LIKE ME BETTER WHEN I'M WITH YOU. (jaehyun x reader) 3/?

genre: angst, suggestive, gang au, rich kid au, enemies to lovers (kinda), a lil of fluffy stuff. slowburn, series.

warnings: drug use mentions, gangs, fights, use of weapons, adult language, illegal activities, cheating (not on the main couple), toxic family environment, addictions, manipulation, insecurities, illegal street racing, death mentions. jeno is jaehyun's younger brother, angst, smut and if I slip something my bad haha.

word count: +10k?

a/n: I’m sorry this took too long to post!! 😭😭 but I been so busy with college rn, I’m going to graduate this year so I’m like having a lot of work lately, and I wasn’t satisfied with what I was writing so that was the reason it took longer than expected, sorry!

I'm a sucker for cliche stuff so as soon as this fic popped in my mind l had to write it down, english isn't my first language tho.

I'm sorry if this is too long TT, but this is kinda a slowburn? it might contain a lot of parts so wait for part 3! One of the reasons this is long af it's because I would like to show you how Jaehyun and (Y/N's life is before they get together! So pls pls don't skip anything I hope you like it!

if you want to be in the taglist, just lemme know;) enjoy!

The third day of the week arrived promptly, where (Y/N) found herself comfortably seated in one of the library chairs, with her chemistry books scattered on the table in front of her as she studied for the exams she had coming up, with Jungwoo beside her.

It was becoming her routine for the week; after last Friday's party, what she most desired was to avoid being at home, especially after having an argument with her mother when she returned from the party.

She didn't want to deal with her in a good time.

Annoyed that her mother had thought it was a great idea to take away her right to use her own car as punishment for disobeying her that night and leaving the house... staying in the library seemed the most pleasant option; with silence, able to listen to music through her AirPods, without her mother bothering her every five minutes and being able to review what she had learned in her last classes: it was something she could take advantage of. She took a sip of her vanilla latte, which had been sponsored by Jungwoo, who, in an attempt to apologize for abandoning her in that way during last Friday's party, promised to pay for each of her daily drinks for a week and a half, no matter the cost.

And even though (Y/N) could afford that or even triple, she was still happy about it. Gifted things tasted even better anyway.

Of course, she first gave Jungwoo a -no- beating after telling him everything that had happened during his absence, but still, she appreciated that her friend was okay even though she hadn't heard anything from him until Saturday night.

During these last few days, with a new routine, (Y/N) was almost always in the same places, at the same times, and if she was honest, she was surprised not to have bumped into Jung Jaehyun at any moment.

It was weird; she would normally see him somewhere around the school, either accompanied by Lucas or just sitting on one of the benches while smoking his 'n' cigarette of the day. But simply, since Friday, she hadn't heard anything from him... she hadn't even bumped into Lucas, which increased the level of strangeness, considering he was a social butterfly, he was always around. (Y/N) had been aware of her words after Jaehyun had taken her home: she could no longer continue with whatever deal they had, with all the stress of her own tasks and knowing that no matter what she did, her cousin wouldn't give up his addictions, it was best to give up.

Although it would hurt her soul to know that there was no way to help Daeho.

But thinking about it, she didn't know if she had really been sincere about each going their own way... apparently Jaehyun had taken it very seriously to not show up anywhere, and although (Y/N) knew very well that being close to him didn't bring her anything good... his presence hadn't been so bothersome in the last few days. Really, after sharing a few words and spending more time with him, she couldn't say that she disliked his existence. It was funny if you asked the (Y/N) from a month ago, there would be no way she could have imagined that, somehow, she would be related to none other than Jung Jaehyun, who, on the outside, just seemed to be one more problem.

She tried to stop thinking about it and tried to focus her gaze on the book in front of her, but after a few minutes... it was difficult for her. There was something inside her that made her feel uneasy but she couldn't think what it was.

"There’s a race in Kosmo today" her best friend's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

Kosmo was the neighborhood that was right in the middle of the city, dividing Kwangya and Neo Zone. (Y/N) knew that there were usually illegal races in that area because it was when the rich kids from Kwangya usually dared to compete against Neo Zone.

"And why should I care...?"

"Your cousin will go to bet," Jungwoo replied, interrupting her study session.

The girl opened her eyes in surprise and asked, "How do you know?"

"Daeho told Mingi, and Mingi told me," he replied simply, shrugging his shoulders. The boy fell silent for a moment and cleared his throat. "Don’t you want to go?" He asked curiously.

(Y/N) looked up from her books and observed her friend incredulously. "Why would I want to go?"

"To keep an eye on Daeho," he answered.

"I'm still mad with him, I've decided not to help him anymore. I really tried, I've been trying for the past few years, but he doesn't want help and now I understand," the girl confessed, closing her book and letting out a sigh.

"Still... don't you think it would be fun? Getting out of our comfort zone a bit... seeing what all this racing stuff is about. I've heard they're amazing," Jungwoo insisted.

"Jungwoo, my mom will kill me if she finds out I went to an illegal race," the girl continued, taking a sip of her coffee.

"She won't find out."

"Jungwoo..."

"Come on, (Y/N), we won't even be in Neo Zone, it'll be in Kwangya only. We'll go, watch the race, and leave. We won't even make contact with anyone. We'll go on our own," the boy assured her, moving closer to her. "Please, I think it would be interesting to break out of our routine, just for one night, what could go wrong?"

"Many things could go wrong, Woo," she replied.

"We won't know unless we try," he pouted, clasping his hands together. "Please."

She hated how persuasive her best friend was.

She sighed and shook her head. "Fine, but at the first sign of trouble, we're leaving without a second thought."

"I love you so much," Jungwoo replied, hugging her shoulders.

"And I really hate you."

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The night fell faster than she expected, and among the roar of engines and the intense music that could be heard on the outskirts of Kosmo, (Y/N) felt something cold run through her body.

She could see familiar faces here and there, some of her classmates from Kwangya were in the place, and from the opposite side, the cars and familiar faces of Neo Zone were present.

It was a strange atmosphere for her; she had always played it safe, and now she didn't even know what to think. She felt herself getting closer to Jungwoo to not lose him, the last thing she needed was for them to separate like they did at the party.

She didn't think she could survive alone.

And it's not that she was dumb to think otherwise, but her parents raised her in an environment where they made her believe that she shouldn't do things outside her daily life. (Y/N) was afraid of adventures. Her life was governed by being obedient and doing the right thing; she didn't know when the moment of rebellion she had a few days ago when she left home the night of the party had been wise.

And now finding herself in Kosmo secretly from her mother at an illegal race? She must have gone crazy.

She believed even more so that she had gone crazy when something inside her hoped to run into none other than Jung Jaehyun.

She didn't understand why the urgency of what was happening, and even less why she expected to run into Jaehyun before running into Daeho.

Maybe it was because she found it strange not to have seen him since last Friday's party.

But she knew that if there was one place Jaehyun wouldn't miss... it would be the race tonight.

"Are you looking for Daeho?" Jungwoo asked when he saw her looking around. "He's probably with Mingi."

How could she explain to her friend that the person she was looking for was none other than Jung Jaehyun?

She nodded without saying more, and they both continued on their way while cautiously observing their surroundings. The smell of marijuana and car engines was embedded in the place, the music made their ears ring, and the night breeze made their bodies tremble.

(Y/N)'s eyes drifted away when she noticed Lucas in the distance, having a conversation with another guy. Lucas felt her gaze on him and looked at the girl with confusion before approaching her after apologizing to his companion.

"Hey, Kwangya kiddos, what brings you here on this magnificent night?" Lucas asked enthusiastically.

"We wanted to know what these races are about," Jungwoo replied simply.

"Hmm, interesting," the tall guy nodded. "Well, you're in luck, Jaehyun will race today, are you sure you want to see the show? The best of the area against someone from Yellow Wood," Lucas explained while cracking his fingers slightly.

Upon hearing the guy's name, (Y/N) looked up and paid attention to Lucas's words.

"If you're interested in betting, come to me," Lucas advised.

"I think we're fine like this," said (Y/N).

"Alright, take care. I'll go look for my guy to get him ready for the race," Lucas announced as he patted Jungwoo on the back.

The guy walked away from them with a smile, and Jungwoo responded with one of his own, then he looked at his friend and frowned, "relax, you're anxious."

How could she not be?

But before she could even answer anything, a few meters away, she saw the familiar face she had been looking for. In the distance, the silhouette of Jung Jaehyun was leaning against his car while talking to a few guys from Neo Zone, his neck tattoos weren't very visible due to the darkness of the night but she could distinguish them a bit, then... as if he had called him, Jaehyun's gaze moved to connect with hers, making her freeze in place.

Jaehyun frowned when he saw her standing just a few steps away from him, looking like a lost puppy as she stood beside Jungwoo.

The sight reminded him of a month ago when Daeho had clumsily brought (Y/N) to Neo Zone. Although this time she was accompanied by her best friend, another rich and spoiled kid from Kwangya. He observed the outfit she had decided to wear, once again, just like that time, it wasn't extravagant, no famous brand could be seen in her attire, and the only piece of jewelry she wore was a pair of earrings that definitely looked like gold...

He hoped she wouldn't lose them tonight.

Because they made her look good.

The surprise was evident on the girl's face when she took a better look at the brunet's body, who was now walking towards her, wearing a hoodie with its hood over his head and as he got closer, the darkness of the night was no longer so intrusive. It hadn't been enough to hide the bruises that were scattered across his body.

There was one under his cheek, just below his left eye, and it was reddish, as if it were flushed. Then, looking at the ones between his jaw and his neck, she noticed how they subtly mixed with the ink of the tattoo he had on his neck. That one was difficult to distinguish thanks to the dark lines that adorned that part of his body, but if you paid enough attention, it was alarming.

When she lowered her gaze over his torso and then looked at his hands, she could see the intense shades of red that his knuckles contained, as if ground blood had accumulated on each of them.

It wasn't the first time she had seen Jaehyun or Lucas with a bruise or two on a school day, but it was the first time she had seen it up close.

Her heart was pounding a mile a minute. Why was it suddenly doing this?

"Did you lost your way home?" Jaehyun asked when he was in front of her.

"Jaehyun," she muttered quietly, "... are you okay?"

The girl didn't need much to realize that was the stupidest question she could ask right now, of course he wasn't okay. And although she knew this happened regularly in Jaehyun's life, she couldn't help but fill her head with doubts; what had to happen for him to end up like this?

... was that the reason he hadn't gone to school?

A small smile appeared on the boy's face, and even with the different colors decorating his face, she could still notice the dimples that formed in it.

Why did he still look good?

"I don't think you came here to ask that, Angel," Jaehyun replied mockingly. "I really believed in your whole story about us going on our ways, so what are you doing at a race where most of the spectators are from Neo Zone?"

The girl was left speechless. "Jungwoo brought me here."

"Well, if that's the case, enjoy the races, I think it'll be fun for you to spice up your Wednesday nights a bit," he continued with a sarcastic smile.

"What happened to you?" She asked again.

Jaehyun didn't answer.

He had gotten himself into big trouble... all thanks to Jeno.

He had trusted that all his merchandise would be sold by the time Monday came around, but after being at Johnny Suh's party, where other dealers were also present, he didn't manage to sell what he needed.

He had a little less than half left in his pockets and in Lucas's.

Luck had not been on his side this time, and when he had to be accountable to Lee Sooman, he had to take responsibility for his brother's actions. And despite telling him that he would not take care of him like he used to after the argument they had... he'd much rather take the beatings he had received than see Jeno the way he did in the mirror.

That time, it really felt eternal. He still remembers the angry (but also mocking) look Sooman had on his face when Jaehyun and Lucas brought the money to his office and after asking Lucas none too kindly to leave, that was when Jaehyun knew what was coming.

With Cheol Uk by his side, leading him out of the office to the vacant lot not far from the warehouse, Jaehyun could do nothing but accept what was coming.

It was one blow after another, and he knew well that at that moment, defending himself was not something he should do or he would end up worse.

He remembers feeling every punch with tremendous pain, and all he could think about was Jeno and how he would have felt if it had been him getting beaten up.

At least Jaehyun was used to the beatings and had no choice; he already knew that all of this was part of being someone from Neo Zone, so he simply had to continue to comply with what Sooman demanded to the letter unless he wanted to end up again in the position he was in.

What felt like hours was really just a few minutes; Cheol Uk stopped hitting him after a while and without saying more, he left. Leaving Jaehyun in the middle of the vacant lot with a broken lip and eyebrow as he spat blood and reached for his abdomen for some support to get up and walk to where he knew Lucas was waiting for him.

How much more? How much longer would he have to keep with all of this?

But, right now, it wasn't something he should talk about.

"It's really not something you need to know," he replied with a smirk. "You came to enjoy the race, right? Then do it, I'll be running in a few minutes, if you don't get scared by the atmosphere here before that, I'm sure you'll want to see me," Jaehyun continued, winking at her.

"I think it'll be fun to see you in second place," the girl teased.

"Baby... I always win," Jaehyun bragged, looking her directly in the eyes.

It was then that the girl didn't say anything else, she just kept her gaze on his. She hated feeling intrigued by Jaehyun himself. Because right now she didn't even feel like she was in Kosmo, with Jaehyun in front of her looking directly at her, she didn't even feel real. She was getting into fire and she knew it.

And she didn't know if she could escape from it.

For a moment she felt a heaviness on her shoulders and warmth surrounded her, causing her to snap out of her thoughts and notice that the jacket that Jaehyun was wearing over his hoodie was now over her body.

"You were trembling like a chihuahua," Jaehyun explained. "Don't consider it an act of kindness, I'm just returning the favor after having done my jobs those two weeks... at least now they won't kick me out of school this evaluation period," he continued.

"I'm not sure if I should feel good knowing that I'm indirectly helping an illegal business," she replied, adjusting the jacket.

"No one needs to know," he replied. "Good luck tonight, don't get lost too much because things get interesting," he said, and without further ado, he turned around to go back to his friends.

(Y/N) stood perplexed in her place, and it was then that she felt Jungwoo's presence next to her.

"What was that?"

"I have no idea."

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The next morning, after putting her books back in her backpack, (Y/N) looked at the jacket folded inside her bag, feeling a heaviness and remembering the events of the previous night.

The rumors were true... Jung Jaehyun was the best street racer in the area, because he not only competed once the day before, but two more times, winning 3 victories in a short time, and to be honest, it had been impressive.

She hadn't run into him again after the brief conversation they had, and even though she had been waiting for it... she and Jungwoo bolted from the place when they heard the police sirens approaching Kosmo.

The last thing she needed was for her parents to find out about her escapade.

She didn't hear anything from Daeho the night before, she even doubted if he had really gone to the race.

She didn't want to give too much importance to the situation, which is why she chose to continue her path through the school hallways, hoping to return the jacket that was at the bottom of her bag and trying to divert her thoughts to something other than Jaehyun.

And as if she had summoned him, she saw him under the entrance roof as he leaned against the wall and took a drag from the cigarette in his hands. (Y/N) checked the day's weather and cursed when she noticed the raindrops falling lightly. She had forgotten about today's forecast.

Jaehyun was lost in his thoughts as he watched the rain and let out the smoke in his chest.

The bruises were still visible.

She stopped abruptly to take the jacket out of her bag and, without saying anything, approached him and handed it back to him.

Jaehyun looked at her with a raised eyebrow and blew out the smoke from his lungs.

"You're welcome," Jaehyun said as he took the jacket in his hands.

"Yes, thank you," she said, feeling her cheeks flush.

"Where did you park your car?" Jaehyun asked out of nowhere.

"I didn't bring it with me, my mom confiscated it," she blurted out without thinking, and when she turned to look at Jaehyun, she noticed a mocking smile on his face.

"Oh, mom took away your Porsche," he pouted mockingly and shook his head. "Come on, I'll take you home."

"I'm fine, Jaehyun. Thanks," she said as she looked at the rain.

"Come on, it wouldn't be the first time I've taken you. Plus, the school won't be closing anytime soon."

She thought about all the possibilities that crossed her mind, but something about her was excited to think about the ride home.

"Where's your car?"

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It was fortunate that his car was nearby.

Jaehyun turned on the heater as soon as they got into the car, and without further ado, the journey began.

It was just like the first time they had been together in the same car. Without saying anything, both with their eyes focused on the road, and it was then that they both realized that they didn't have a topic of conversation. The few times they had interacted had been about their interests and what they needed from each other at the moment. However, Jaehyun didn't know anything about (Y/N) that he hadn't heard at school, and (Y/N) didn't know anything about Jaehyun that she hadn't heard in the hallways or from her parents about the people from Neo Zone.

At this point, they weren't even acquaintances.

They had just coincided in something and that was it.

(Y/N) took the opportunity to send a text message to Jungwoo and tell him that he no longer needed to pick her up, without explaining more, she sent the text and subsequently, Jaehyun's phone rang.

The boy sighed and cautiously looked for a quick place to park even with the sound of the mobile phone ringing filling the car. He took the device and (Y/N) could notice the slight tension that seized Jaehyun's body as he read the caller ID, without thinking twice he answered the call.

The brunette felt weird being able to hear Jaehyun's conversation, so she tried to distract herself with something else. First with her phone, then looking out the window where she could see the rain beginning to dissipate, and then she could hear a "I'll be there in a moment" that made her react and turn to see him end the call.

The boy scratched his neck and then brought his hands to his face to rub it, let out a deep sigh, and looked at (Y/N).

“Uh, I need to do something quickly and your house is still a bit far... Do you mind if we stop by that place first? It's on the way” he asked with no other option.

“Does this has to do with your job?” She asked.

It took him a moment to respond: — No, it's not about my job. You can stay in the car, it's just that, I really need to get there.

After seeing Jaehyun's face and not being able to decipher what he was trying to say, (Y/N) nodded, not very sure, and that was enough for Jaehyun to quickly start the car.

Thousands of thoughts ran through (Y/N)'s mind. Eager to know where they were headed; she didn't know if she should believe Jaehyun that this wasn't about picking up or delivering goods or meeting someone who worked on the same thing he did.

She was only sure they wouldn't go to Neo Zone because they were far from there.

She could see how impatient Jaehyun seemed while driving, and that only made her even more nervous. What exactly did they tell him in that call to make him like this? She wanted to ask, but she knew she wouldn't get an answer.

She didn't know how many minutes had passed, she only knew that the rain stopped just before the car parked and she finally noticed where they were. A gray building was a few meters away from them, and it wasn't hard to recognize it.

It was the National Rehabilitation Center.

A long and large building, which was accompanied by an extensive garden, and from the outside, you could see that there were a huge number of rooms inside it.

Her head was flooded with even more questions knowing that this was the place where Jaehyun was needed.

“You can stay in the car if you want. I'll be back in a moment” Jaehyun said as he opened the car door and got out.

Curiosity got the better of her.

And that's why she got out of the car and followed Jaehyun. Without saying anything, they entered the building where they were immediately greeted by a nurse who seemed to know the boy well.

“Jaehyun, I'm glad you were able to answer the call” said the woman as she greeted them. “We need to talk to you”.

The boy nodded and turned to (Y/N), who just nodded and said, “I’ll wait for you.”

He smiled slightly and walked with the person until they reached the reception where she was able to pull out a few papers.

It had been, perhaps, about two weeks since the last time he had been there. A place he was very familiar with and where he regularly went; he had become good friends with the friendly nurses who apparently didn't care where he came from.

He was grateful that the nurse didn't say anything when his bruises and wounds were clearly visible.

“Has something happened?” he asked after a few seconds.

“ He's fine” the nurse said with a smile “but we need to talk to you about his stay here” she continued.

That's when the small smile on his face disappeared. Jaehyun knew what she was referring to. He swallowed hard before the nurse could speak.

“The payment is overdue, Jaehyun," the nurse confirmed what he already knew. "We care about Sicheng's health, but this is not my concern. You know that the center relies on patients' monthly payments, and the administrators in charge of them request them punctually," she commented as she handed Jaehyun one of the papers. "I understand your situation and Sicheng's, but there's nothing more I can do even if I wanted to; I've tried to delay the payment as much as I could, but unfortunately, it can't be delayed any longer. The administrators expect the payment soon, or we'll have to discharge Sicheng and send him home," she concluded.

It was difficult at first for Jaehyun to process everything the nurse had said, as more than ten things ran through his mind at once; one of them being his good friend Winwin, then, thinking about how he could quickly get the money he knew he owed to the clinic, considering the beating he had just received for not being able to complete a sale. So, what would he do? He still needed half the money for that monthly payment, and between the clinic's expenses and those of his own house for his family, he couldn't see a way to get the money on time.

He would have to ask for more stash to sell if he wanted to do it.

He couldn't let them discharge Sicheng.

Not while he hasn't made progress.

"I'm sorry," Jaehyun said. "I... I still have a little left to complete the payment. It's just that lately, it's been harder, and... how much time do I have to pay it?" the breathless boy asked.

"Considering that it's only the first few days of the month, and the payment is already two weeks late... I can't give you more than three days," lamented the nurse, making a grimace.

"I'll try the impossible to bring you that money on Saturday. Sicheng still can't be discharged; he hasn't progressed the way he was supposed to," he affirmed, a slight pout evident in his mouth.

What a contrast there was between his expression and the bruises, accompanied by the tattoos on his body.

Being in the Rehabilitation Center was the place where he could be most vulnerable.

"How is he?" he asked, lowering his gaze.

"Same as the last time you came to visit him," commented the nurse. "We're doing what we can, Jaehyun, but as long as he stays the way he is, we can't move forward. We need his will to help him."

When no words came out of his mouth, the nurse continued: "Jaehyun, you know you can go see him."

For Jaehyun, each visit was just as difficult as the day he decided to admit Sicheng to that clinic, and each one left him more tormented than the previous.

He would give everything if that means that Sicheng would go back to be himself.

He nodded after a few seconds and cautiously glanced back, where, not far away, (Y/N) was reading some brochures and observing the facilities around them; when she noticed the boy's gaze on her body, she walked toward him carefully.

The brunette didn't really know what came to his mind or what caused those words to come out of his mouth, but when he wanted to back off, it was too late, because they had already been expressed.

"Are you coming with me?"

And although (Y/N) had no idea why they were there or where they were going, she accepted anyway. So they found themselves walking down the long whitewashed hallway until they reached an elevator, and then they went up about three floors.

The atmosphere was cold, the hallways and rooms were well-lit, and they could see a few nurses and what she assumed were doctors walking around in their lab coats.

Jaehyun didn't know why he was allowing himself to show her that part of his life, especially when it was such a fragile part for him. He had tried to protect it cautiously for the past few months, and now he was there, accompanied by Hwang (Y/N), with the person he never thought he would meet at that moment.

He hadn't really thought of her when he asked if they could go there before going home; his head was only thinking about the clinic and Sicheng when the call had ended, and it was too late to change his mind when they had set off.

He just hoped the girl would be discreet enough.

They reached room 119, where Jaehyun pushed the door open and where in a wheelchair, they both could see Winwin, who was facing the large window of his room, looking outside.

(Y/N)'s surprised face did not go unnoticed; she was confused in a thousand ways. She knew who Dong Sicheng was; everyone in her school knew him, however... she thought he had simply left the city. She had no idea he was in that place. So in her head, thousands of questions arose about him, why he was there, and why he was in a wheelchair.

She could only react when she heard Jaehyun's voice: "Hey, buddy. How are you today?"

Nothing.

That's what he received.

Jaehyun walked over to him, and when he stood next to him, he crouched down enough to be able to observe him better. Winwin had his gaze fixed forward, his cheeks were a little rosy, his hair fell over his forehead, and his hands were resting on his legs.

Jaehyun sighed.

"Oh, I see you've taken a shower today," the boy mentioned with a smile, and again, there was not a single response.

When he noticed the presence of the girl, who had remained in her place throughout the visit and hesitated to approach them, he spoke: "Today I'm not alone; I brought company. Maybe you'll find it helpful to hear another voice that isn't mine or Lucas's... or the nurses'," the boy teased and gestured to the brunette to come closer, who obeyed. "Do you remember (Y/N)? She was in our class; we've coincided a couple of times, that's why she's here."

"Hello, Winwin," she greeted softly. Jaehyun made a grimace and stood up from his place to be at the girl's height.

"Don't expect an answer," Jaehyun commented. "There won't be one."

"I thought... I thought Winwin had moved to China," (Y/N) confessed.

Jaehyun snorted: "Yes, that's what everyone thinks."

Those words took her by surprise, and it was when she decided to remain silent, watching from a distance the little interaction between the boys: it was just Jaehyun saying a few words while adjusting Sicheng's hair without expecting any response.

Dong Sicheng and Jung Jaehyun had been friends since birth, being two little boys who grew up on the streets of Neo Zone, it was easy to click with each other. Winwin's parents had decided to move to the infamous area after his father had met Lee Sooman in some low neighborhood in Wenzhou, China, and he had offered him a job where he could have his family at least a little better off than in his country.

Winwin had not joined the gang since it had not been of great urgency to him; his father was the active member needed by the family, and if he were honest... the farthest he could be from the Neo Zone gang... the better. He was always Jaehyun's companion at all times. Best friends who shared every detail of their lives for years, Jaehyun took care of Sicheng, and he provided the most sincere friendship he had ever had... then, a while later, Lucas Wong and Mark Lee joined their adventures.

Four boys from Neo Zone with the desire to conquer the world, but unable to leave their sad reality behind.

Jaehyun still remembers that fateful day a year ago, and he still feels like it happened yesterday.

The guilt gnawed at him every passing day, terrorizing each of his nights as he wondered: Why?

Why did something like that have to happen to someone as good as Dong Sicheng was?

A year ago, when Jaehyun had chosen to go deliver a package of stash after Winwin had asked him to stay and keep him company, and he had denied that request... that decision still drilled into his head.

Winwin's family and he had been robbed in their own home. Knowing who had done it, the reasons for the event, and who had ordered such inhumanity, were still a mystery. When Winwin's parents along with him tried to flee the place by leaving in a car; it had not been the wisest decision they had made at the moment... because not long after, outside of Neo Zone, after the group of people who had robbed their home managed to shoot a clean shot in one of the tires of the rear part of the car, causing Winwin's father to lose control of his own vehicle and not a few meters later it would impact hard enough for the car to be shot in another direction, causing immediate damage.

Jaehyun only remembers receiving a call from Lucas and minutes later finding himself at the entrance to the Emergency Room of the General Hospital, where a stretcher with Winwin's body was being transported.

He remembers seeing the blood. He remembers hearing Lucas and Mark's screams asking to see their friend. He remembers standing still at the entrance to the Emergency Room.

But above all, he remembers thinking, what would have happened if instead of deciding to go sell that stupid package of stash, what if he had stayed at home with his mother and Sicheng?

A week in a coma and a diagnosis of paraplegia was what made Jaehyun lose his mind.

It had been a year since the accident, and Winwin had not even progressed a bit. After being diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder, it had been difficult to help the injury in the dorsal spine that he had suffered; the damage had been partial, Winwin could handle his movements and his sensitivity to walk again... if only he would come out of the state of shock he was still in.

There were too many things he experienced in so few minutes, so much physical and mental pain for what happened, that now, Sicheng couldn't react.

It had been a year since Sicheng hasn’t spoken.

The doctors assured that he could hear and understand everything, but he was simply mentally tired to process the words and make them come out of his mouth.

His body didn't react as it should either.

And until Winwin had the strength of his own will to do it, the only thing they could do at that clinic was to keep him on medication so that the pains would not persist.

But Jaehyun couldn't take it anymore.

What he would give for Sicheng to be able to enjoy life again.

Unfortunately, the visits he made to the hospital... didn't last more than half an hour since that was the place's regulation. So, his farewell was as quick as his arrival.

"See you on Saturday, Win," he put his hand on his shoulder. "Don't give the nurses too much trouble."

He could swear he heard Winwin laugh and say goodbye.

Even though that really didn't happen.

(Y/N), who throughout the visit remained silent observing both boys, could feel her heart in her hand. She had never believed she would see that vulnerability on Jaehyun's part, and knowing what it was about because of the importance his best friend had in his life, made her heart ache with sadness even more.

"Now I'll take you home," murmured Jaehyun when he passed by her without saying anything else.

The girl glanced back, looking for the last time at Sicheng's silhouette, who hadn't moved from the same place since they had both arrived in the room. She took a deep breath and left the room when Jaehyun was already far enough away.

She didn't know what to say. There were no words of comfort for the situation, and she knew it, that's why they both silently said goodbye to the nurse who had received them and continued like that until they entered the car, which was not parked far away.

Jaehyun allowed himself to lean back on the driver's seat as he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"I guess you have many questions," Jaehyun said without opening his eyes.

She had.

"I don't know if I really should ask them," (Y/N) confessed as she looked at him.

The boy remained silent for a few seconds.

"Sicheng and his parents had an accident a year ago," Jaehyun said, opening his eyes to look at her. "An accident that was caused."

"By whom?"

"No one knows," he replied, taking his hands to the steering wheel of the car and squeezing it tightly. "His parents died instantly... Winwin arrived at the hospital in critical condition; it was a miracle that he came out alive."

"Why...?"

"Why is he in this clinic?" he interrupted, and she nodded with a knot in her stomach. "The accident had a great impact and damaged on his dorsal spine; the doctors diagnosed partial paraplegia; his sensitivity in his legs was minimal, and he couldn't make any extensive movements with his legs that didn't make him cry from the pain. After seven days, he woke up from the coma and realized everything that had happened, including my uncle's death... he hasn't said a single word since then... the doctors said it would take time for him to recover, and that eventually, he would speak, but Winwin doesn't have the will to do it; he's still in a kind of state of shock, and that has delayed his recovery," he explained, unable to see her in the eyes.

"Who... who pays for all this if Sicheng's parents aren't here?" she asked curiously.

Jaehyun sighed; "For the first few months, my boss covered part of the monthly fee, until suddenly he stopped doing it. Since then, I've been taking care of it."

The girl's expression was one of surprise.

"How do you do it?"

"That’s the reason I'm in the business that I'm in," he replied, changing his gaze to her, being able to see directly into her eyes and causing her to feel a shiver run through her body.

There was something about those bruised eyes that had done something to her.

"It must be hard," the girl said in a murmur.

Jaehyun snorted and nodded slowly. He hated being seen in his less tough character. The only person he allowed himself to be like that with was Lucas... or Winwin. And for a stranger to see him like that... made his blood boil.

"You know? Winwin loved dancing," Jaehyun said, smiling sideways as the memory came to his mind.

That fact wasn't strange for (Y/N), she remembers seeing Winwin at the school theater... the only boy from Neo Zone who was part of the dance team. She didn't even know how he had managed that, but he must have been good if the Kwangya students allowed him to be in the group.

"Now nobody knows if he'll be able to do it again," Jaehyun continued. "Winwin was the only one of all of us who really had a future, he wasn't even a gang member... he hadn't even gone through his initiation, and look how he ended up."

(Y/N) swallowed.

"Mark Lee is no longer friends with you, right?" The girl asked curiously.

"Things got complicated with him after the accident."

The brunette fell silent for a moment and then shifted her body to face him.

“Haven't you thought about looking for another alternative?” she questioned again “You know? If you let me help you, maybe I could get you a position at my father's company and...”

“Shh. I think I've told you it's not that easy.”

“ But it could be” she insisted.

Jaehyun scoffed and shook his head as he looked away from her.

“I not only have to cover this quota, I also have to bring money home, for my mom and for Jeno. It's the easiest way to get what I need” he confessed “besides, I told you once... in Neo Zone there's no way out, once you're in, you're in forever.”

The tattoos on his neck were what sentenced him to a miserable life forever.

But as long as that miserable life helped to ease the pain and managed to make Sicheng return to who he was, it would be worth it.

“It doesn't have to be like this” she murmured, focusing on her own hands.

"You don't know what it's like to be part of this," he countered in a low voice.

How had they opened up to have such a conversation so suddenly?

The girl felt her lip tremble as she remembered the scene she had witnessed minutes earlier in that room, and she couldn't help but think about how it would feel to lose a loved one in such a way... knowing that physically they were present, but mentally they weren't there.

(Y/N) had always had a heart easy to move, but she really never believed that Jung Jaehyun would be able to achieve that.

"Is that why you insist on continuing school?" she asked, looking at him again.

"Students are my best clients," he replied with a half smile.

(Y/N) didn't know how to take that.

She closed her eyes for a moment and then said, "I can help you with a few more assignments," she assured. "But only for a while and in my own way. But, I don't want you to involve me in any of the problems you're in, it will only be school matters. I don't want to be associated with anything you do, if anything you do is enough to help Sicheng, I'll try not to question it."

Jaehyun couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"If that helps you help me and me stay in school..." he paused "...I might be willing."

"What's the reason for your change of heart?"

"Because if I were in the same situation as you, I would also want someone to somehow help me," she replied, hugging herself.

The boy nodded with a half-smile, and without further ado, he started the car.

"Only school matters," Jaehyun confirmed.

She definitely didn't know what he had just gotten himself into.

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The day after the visit to the National Rehabilitation Center, something happened that made (Y/N) unable to concentrate enough during class hours. Her mind kept going back to the place over and over again, but how horrible was the situation the boy was in. One day you're capable, and the next... not even being able to move. How could anyone endure that?

At some point in the morning, during the physics period, her mind was spinning, her leg moving anxiously, and she bit her lips. She tried to erase the conversation she and Jaehyun had had the day before a thousand times and tried to erase the image of Winwin in that room.

But it was impossible.

Just when she thought she had succeeded, the image returned immediately.

She hated being someone who cared too much about things.

Because she knew something wasn't right with her when she found herself in front of the doors of the Rehabilitation Center.

Her coat shielded her from the cold breeze on that day, and as she clutched her bag to her, she didn't think anymore and entered the place.

She felt a little out of place when she entered the center, but after a few minutes, a presence came in front of her.

"Hello, good morning," the nurse greeted her. "Oh, you're the girl who accompanied Jaehyun yesterday, right?" She asked in confusion.

The girl smiled and nodded. "Yes, I'm Hwang (Y/N). I'm Jaehyun's classmate... and Winwin's."

"How nice of you to visit us... are you here to see Winwin? It's rare to see someone come for him other than Lucas or Jaehyun," confessed the nurse.

"Um, yes... I could say I'm here for a visit," the girl smiled. "But, to be honest... yesterday I overheard a bit of his conversation with Jaehyun... I know Winwin's payment is delayed this month."

"Yes, usually Jaehyun finds a way to pay on time," she sighed. "But this month it's been delayed for a few weeks, and if I'm honest, I've been doing everything I can to keep Winwin from being discharged."

The girl nodded and asked, "Do you think Winwin's treatment will still take time?"

"I can't answer that accurately," admitted the nurse. "It's all a matter of Winwin's will, but to be honest, right now he has no will at all, so far as we're concerned, and if the payment continues to be monthly... he could spend another half a year here."

The girl understood the situation, and although she would like to think more about it... she didn't, so she didn't even know when she blurted out those words: "Is there any way I can pay for the next six months?"

The nurse's eyes widened with surprise, and she looked at the girl with enthusiasm. "Are you serious?"

"Yes," she replied. "I would like to help one of my classmates as long as I can. Money is not a problem," she confessed.

"Wow... thank you, i really appreciate that. Winwin is a boy with a lot of potential from what we know, and although we're sad that we haven't made the progress we want, we know that someday he will leave through that door better," (Y/N) smiled nostalgically.

"I just need to ask you something," the brunette confessed. "Could you not tell Jaehyun that I've paid?" she questioned.

"I don't know if it's easy to lie to someone like Jaehyun," the nurse laughed. "But since it's something good you've done... I'll try," the nurse walked to the desk with (Y/N) behind her. "(Y/N)?" She called and paid attention. "I know there may be many things about Jaehyun... but he's a good guy... beneath all that facade; he really has something good."

Those words hammered in her head. "Thank you."

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(Y/N) reviewed the same line of text she had read five times now on some molasses topic. Trying to understand the topic deeply.

The air coming lightly through one of the library windows was enough for her to try to hug herself to take warmth, read a bit from the physics books on the table, and impatiently move her leg.

She didn't know at what exact moment a tall figure stood in front of her, but what she did know was that that person didn't seem very happy.

"Why did you do it?" Jaehyun let out while looking directly at her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," (Y/N) replied while looking at her book attentively.

"I know you know. I thought I told you I don't need your money," Jaehyun repeated with annoyance.

"I still don't know what you're talking about," the girl stopped seeing her book and changed her gaze to the boy.

"Don't play with me," the boy exclaimed exasperatedly. "Why did I went to the center today and they told me Winwin's treatment has been paid for the next six months?"

The girl shrugged. "It could have been your boss."

"My boss doesn't give a shit about Winwin!" Exclaimed the boy. "I told you I didn't need your money, I was clear, I don't want to owe anything to anyone from Kwangya."

"You don't need to pay me back," the girl assured, standing up in front of Jaehyun. "With the money you'll save from that, you'll be able to sell less."

"It seems you don't understand a fucking thing!" Jaehyun raised your arms with annoyance. "Paying or not paying for Sicheng's treatment, it doesn't change the fact that I sell drugs!" The boy explained regardless of where they were; they were lucky the library wasn't being occupied by other people.

"Everyone starts somewhere!" the girl attacked. "I just wanted to take a weight off your shoulders."

Jaehyun scoffed and looked at her with a sarcastic smile.

"Why? I don't need your pity! If you hadn't accompanied me yesterday, you'd still be thinking Winwin had moved to China! You didn't give a fucking damn even when he was your classmate!"

(Y/N) started gathering her things and putting them in her backpack.

"Saying thank you would have been enough, Jaehyun!" the girl remarked. "I know you can do better with your life," she murmured as she turned to look at him.

Jaehyun's blood was boiling; he hated when people interfered in his life, as if he didn't already have enough to deal with.

"You don't know anything about me! You said it yourself; we're not even friends," he retorted.

"And what if I want to get to know you better?" the girl exclaimed without thinking. They both fell silent, staring into each other's eyes. (Y/N) didn't even want to say those words, but she did.

She couldn't deny that Jung Jaehyun was intriguing. She didn't know why. She didn't know why she had been avoiding him for weeks, but since that night at Neo Zone, when they had talked about the deal, she knew it would be difficult to shake him off, and when she had... something inside her wanted them to meet again. Why are things so difficult? They are two different people from different backgrounds; why would she suddenly be interested in him? Was it because she saw him vulnerable the day before? Or was it because she believed there was something good in him, just like the nurse had said?

She must be crazy to think like that.

"You really don't want to do it," Jaehyun said with a bit more calmness.

"I know you can get out out of that hole, Jaehyun."

"Winwin's parents tried, and look how that ended up!" he exclaimed. "There's no way out in Neo Zone, get that through your head," he explained. "There's nothing good about me. I don't even know why you think so, just because yesterday you saw something different or because I drove you home a couple of times, doesn't mean you know everything about me!"

"Stop acting like a fucking jerk."

"Like a jerk? This is reality! Your act of charity isn't going to change my life. I was born a dealer, and that's how my life will end!"

"I really believe there's something good in you."

"Well, keep believing it."

"If you ever feel grateful, you know where to find me," the girl said, gathering her things and walking out of the library.

Jaehyun cursed under his breath and shook his hands in frustration. In just a few days, the girl had managed to push his buttons faster than anyone else from Neo Zone.

But when he saw her walk out the door, why did he feel regret for lashing out at her?

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The week had been slow this time. (Y/N) and Jaehyun had been avoiding each other like the plague, not even looking at each other when they crossed paths in the hallway. For the girl, it seemed like childish behavior, especially coming from Jaehyun and his usual façade; now he seemed nothing more than someone throwing a tantrum after she only wanted to help him.

But she still thought she really wanted to get to know him better.

What was behind his façade? What was it that made him who he was? Not the boy from Neo Zone, not the dealer everyone knew... who was Jeong Jaehyun really?

That question had been on her mind for weeks, and it disappointed her a bit to know that she might never know the answers to those doubts she had about the boy.

Today was warm compared to the weather last week. The sun was shining brightly, and luckily for (Y/N), her mother had decided to return her car. So her day had started off on the right foot, and hoping for a good day, she took the opportunity to stop by her favorite coffee shop in Kwangya. Ordering her usual vanilla latte and just before it was time to pay, a thought invaded her mind, and after debating it internally, she decided to follow her thoughts.

An hour and a half later, when she was the last one to leave her physics class, someone blocked her path at the classroom door. Holding her book to her chest, after the unexpected startle, she looked ahead to find no one but Jaehyun. Who stood silently in front of her, with the same leather jacket he used to wear, the same combination of marijuana and vanilla scent, and with the same enchanting eyes, that she had just noticed.

She was in dangerous territory.

And she knew it.

"I need to go to my next class, Jaehyun," the girl said shortly.

For a few seconds, the boy in front of her didn't say anything, he just watched her, until he sighed and slowly said, "Thank you."

Short and to the point, he didn't say anything else, and that was enough to make (Y/N)'s heart flutter in a thousand ways.

"For the coffee," the boy finished. "And for the notes."

"I did my part, I told you I would help you," said (Y/N) as she fiddled with her fingers.

"I thought you wouldn't after the last time we met," Jaehyun confessed.

"I'm sticking to that."

A small silence ensued. Two people face to face. With thousands of doubts between them and things to resolve. What had drawn them together? How was it that the universe managed to put two completely different people in the same place?

"Did you mean it?" Jaehyun asked, and when he noticed that (Y/N) didn't understand what he meant, he continued. "About wanting to get to know me more."

(Y/N) swallowed hard and looking him in the eyes, nodded.

"I still believe there's something good in you."

"Why?"

"I don't know yet," she replied honestly. "And it's killing me. A while ago, I wouldn't have wanted anything to do with you, not even to cross paths, but now, I don't know what's changed, but every time I try to stay away, it's like something brings me back here," she confessed, leaving Jaehyun speechless, who just watched her, trying to decipher everything she was saying.

It was killing him too.

"Let's go to my car," he said.

"Huh?" she asked, confused.

"You want to know more about me, then get in my car," he said again, this time making his way to the parking lot, with (Y/N) behind him, who didn't say a single word, just followed his lead.

What was he doing?

When they reached the car, Jaehyun opened the passenger door, causing (Y/N) to get in without protesting. Then Jaehyun got into the driver's seat and without further ado, started the engine. She didn't know what was happening or what would happen next, but right now she could only trust Jaehyun.

Even though she didn't know how bad an idea that might be.

A few minutes later, as they had traveled a long distance, (Y/N) noticed they were approaching Neo Zone, and with her eyes wide open, she panicked.

"This is me," Jaehyun said out of nowhere, catching the girl's attention. "See all these streets? This is where I belong. This is what I am," he explained carefully.

(Y/N) looked out the window, a couple of people smoking on the sidewalk, others passing joints, and other silent streets. The houses weren't that big... rather, they looked cramped. Unlike what she was used to, to her lifestyle, this didn't seem like it would be enough for a family.

But what did she know with the privilege she had?

"I grew up here, this is what I know," he commented. "Most people are born and die here, it's something that seems to be already written," he continued as his car slowed down. "Those of us from here have a different perspective on life... people from Kwangya lives for the money... we live to survive, and although it's getting harder and harder, we manage to do it," the car finally stopped, and still looking out the window, (Y/N) saw a small house in front of them. One story, not much to describe or point out, it was small but for some reason, it looked cozy.

(Y/N) changed her gaze to Jaehyun, who was still looking ahead and spoke.

"Is this your house?"

Jaehyun nodded.

(Y/N) smiled softly.

"Would you invite me in?"

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He doesn't know how (Y/N) managed to have an effect on him, but now they were there, inside his little house, (Y/N) carefully examining the walls around them and analyzing every aspect of the small space.

He was grateful there were no one at home.

"It looks cozy," (Y/N) said as she looked at one of the frames hanging on the wall.

"I guess it's not even a third of your house," Jaehyun assured to (Y/N).

“And no matter how many people are there, it always feels lonely," she confessed. "It's like no one leaves anything there, like it's something unimportant. As if it's not a home," she finished.

Jaehyun looked at her gently, and as she looked around, thousands of things went through his mind.

"To be honest with you," the girl spoke. "I see more vibes from Jeno in this house than yours," she said. "Many things here seem related to Jeno... but I don't see many things related to you..." she continued. "It's like you don't even think about staying here for long."

"I don't plan on leaving Neo Zone," Jaehyun asserted, crossing his arms.

"Don't you want a different future?"

"There's no future for me," Jaehyun pointed out. "And if there were, I'd prefer to give it to Jeno. He has much more to live for than I do."

"You also have a life to live. A future to write, you can change what is today, for something better," (Y/N) turned around to face the boy.

"I have no way out," the boy replied. "Do you think this is easy? After seeing my dad die and doing everything my bosses ask me to do no matter what. Taking care of my mom, Jeno, and now Winwin? Huh? Making sure Winwin becomes who he was again and that my brother doesn't end up being a fucking addict are enough reasons for me not to leave here," Jaehyun concluded, getting dangerously close to her, with a few centimeters separating them.

The words echoed in her head strongly.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Don't pity me," Jaehyun said under his breath.

"It's not that. It's just that every time I think about all this and now that I see your place and I don't see anything that seems to belong to you, it makes me think that's what you're looking for, to belong to something and leave here as soon as there's an opportunity,"

Jaehyun looked directly at her, not knowing what to say. And afraid to think that maybe she was right.

Because yes, maybe he wanted to get out of there, along with his mom, Jeno, and Winwin; maybe he wanted to do something with his life that wasn't illegal, but what was the point of thinking about it when he knew he wouldn't make it? He was afraid to admit that he wanted to be able to change things, to be able to make his family okay, that no shadow from the past would follow them, that they would have a place where they could forge a clean and safe future.

"This has never been about what I want," Jaehyun commented with a future. "Since I was born, everything around me was the gang. After my father's death, I knew what was coming, and I knew I would never be able to get out of it. It doesn’t matter what I want. It matter what my boss wants, he has that kind of power, no one below him has their own decision. The whole life of Neo Zone is ruled by him," he concluded, even closer to her.

(Y/N) looked him in the eyes, her breath uncontrolled. Her chest heaved, and her hands were sweating.

"What do you want, Jaehyun?" she whispered.

The boy paused for a moment and looked at her lips.

"Now?" he asked, and she nodded. "Would it be unrealistic to say that I want to kiss you?"

"How realistic would it be to say that I want you to do it?

She didn't even finish the question because Jaehyun's lips collided firmly with hers. The boy's long hands slid through (Y/N)'s soft hair, her hair smelling of lavender shampoo. He gently covered her cheek with one of his rough hands, and she melted into the touch.

It wasn't a hurried kiss, as (Y/N) thought it would be; actually, Jaehyun was taking the time to savor every passing second. As if this moment would disappear at any minute and he wanted to hold onto it.

Was he looking for something to belong to?

His hand moved from her cheek to her waist, and she took the opportunity to press her body against his and release a moan of pleasure. As if she felt complete leaning against Jaehyun's warmth.

As if it was something they both longed for for a long time.

And even though she wanted to continue with the act, they were severely interrupted when a car horn sounded incessantly outside the house, causing them to separate with tremendous confusion. (Y/N)'s red cheeks were enough to make Jaehyun's heart race, but when he heard another horn, he took her hand and they walked outside in hurry.

And then, there was Jeno, being thrown out of the back of a car, blood streaming from a cut on his eyebrow, bruises scattered all over his body, and falling firmly to the ground after being thrown.

"I want this to be the last time your brother sets foot in our zone. Next time it won't be him we throw," the familiar voice of a boy from the opposing gang spoke up. Chris. Who was with the window down and smiling maliciously. "Neither will it be you, Jung. It will be the girl who will end up like this,"

Jaehyun moved abruptly from his place to try to reach the car, but it left as fast as it could, (Y/N) shocked to hear those words, didn't do anything more than approach Jeno to help him up. Then Jaehyun cursed under his breath and looked into the distance at the girl and her brother together.

And his chest tightened as he realized that now, she too had been involved.

And he believed there was no turning back, because she was right... Jaehyun wanted to belong to something.

But how selfish would it be to belong to (Y/N)?

a/n: well now you know what happened to Winwin TT. Once again I’m sorry if this took too long I promise I’ll try to update sooner this time!

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Can u do dating Johnny Cade headcannons plis

yes ofc anon 😝

⯌ Johnny Cade dating headcannons !

warnings : none

♡ A/N : JOHNNY MY ACTUAYL BABY PLS RISE FROM THE DEAD 🙁🙁🙁

₊˚⊹ ᰔ "oh, dream maker, you heart breaker. Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way."

first steps ᥫ᭡

I feel like Johnny is inexperienced with love. He knows a little stuff since he heard Dallas or Two-bit talk about girls by him. He doesn't listen that much though, since girls were probably the last thing on his mind probably.

Until he met you.

I have a feeling he would be deeply hooked when he saw you. He liked possibly everything about you.

I feel like when he made the first move he was like asking Ponyboy and Dallas what to do 🙁 and Dallas would be like "I'll do it for you she's kinda cute" and Johnny would literally shake his head and be like "nonono don't do that.. and I know she is."

When he DID make the first move he would be like "hi... uhmm, uhmm.. you're really uhmm.." and then he would get shy and run away. You'd be confused but hey he was a little cutie and you wanted to get his number!!

So, you did the first move instead. You came up to him and said "Hi, I noticed you from earlier and I was wondering if I can get your number?"

blud immediately said yes and dallas was cheering bro on

You guys talked for awhile, and he asked you out on a date and you said yes.

to speed this up, the date was fire and he asked you to be his girlfriend and you said YES!!! WOOHOOO!!! YES!!!!!!!

Dating ᥫ᭡

aaughh he loves physical touch soooo much and words of affirmation/ compliments.

he never got compliments from his parents or never had hugs and stuff like that so when he gets them he feels his heart get warm from them. especially from you.

auughh play with his hair. He loves that so much he'll just stay quiet in your arms while you play with his hair.

stargazing with him at the lot >>

Also! since you guys are dating he will either go to your house and stay over or he'll ask you to go hang at the lot with him. He does prefer your house though.

Dallas likes to tease you two alot. Johnny gets all sassy about it and he's like "Cut it out, Dal. Y/N, tell him to go away too."

omg he gets all sassy too with you. "Y/N come on!!! please play with my hair againn, please??"

sassy johnny for life guys put a bow on him

compliments you give him are like : "Johnny, you're so pretty!" or "I love your eyes." and he would be flushed and everything omg

HE LOVES CUDDLES. I'M TELLING YOU HE'S A SUCKER FOR CUDDLES.

if you want something, he'll get it for you. He might have to ask Dallas to steal it for you but hey, it's the thought that counts. (alot of ppl say this lmfao 😭.)

PDA isn't his favorite. He does enjoy hand-holding at the drive in, secret hand-holding underneath the table, pinky link, you get it. Not too much PDA since he's not a fan.

When cuddling, he likes to be a little spoon but he'll be a big spoon too.

When he introduced you to the gang, they didn't trust you too much yet. Once they saw how happy you made Johnny, they lightened up a little. Dallas swore if you hurt Johnny, he would like jump you or sum LMFAOO 😭

Johnny also likes to go to Dallas and Ponyboy and just started talking about you. They don't get sick of it, because aslong as Johnny's happy.

like I said, Johnny's inexperienced with love so everything is so new to him. He likes it though.

The gang trusts you and Johnny, because if he's happy then everything will be okay.

And as always, you guys are a very cute couple.

WAUGHHH I WAS GRINFING THAT WAS SO FUN 😭😭😭. This reminds me of 7th grade lmfao. Request more !!!

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[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Clandestine. Part Three.

It's better this way. At least, that's what you're telling yourself.

Pairing - Stewy Hosseini x Female!Roy Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Word Count - 3k

Warnings - cursing. allusions to smut. angst. mention of death. quick mention of drug use.

Author's Note - it's here, you guys. part three !! thank you so much for all of the continued love on this series, it makes me so happy. there'll definitely be at least a couple more parts after this one, so don't worry!! i'm a sucker for a happy ending ;)

as always, reblogs, comments and feedback (even anonymous feedback!) are immensely appreciated!! your reblogs are the only way to circulate my fics, which keeps me going <3

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"-and I know it's a fuckin' tough challenge, but I think we can do it. We've got people on our side, and I got a call from Lawrence this morning - I'm gonna see if I can convince him. So, we definitely need you in that fuckin' meeting."

Silence.

"Are you even fucking listening to me? Hello?"

"... What?"

"I said, we need you at the Board Meeting this afternoon. Kendall made me promise I'd show up with you."

"Oh. Yeah, sure. Whatever."

Roman looks you up and down carefully, brows quirked in curiosity.

"The fuck is going on with you? You've been super weird these last couple of weeks."

That confirms your suspicions that Kendall hasn't told anyone about that day at Stewy's apartment. You were wondering if he had, nervously trying to play detective around your siblings.

"I'm just... tired. I'm fine. Don't worry about me, okay?"

Roman doesn't look convinced, but nods anyway.

"Just... you know, I, uh - I'm... I'm here. If you need me. You know that, don't you?"

You smile softly at his awful attempt at affection.

"I know, Rome. Thank you."

"Come on," he says, jumping from his chair. "We better get to that meeting early, Ken wants to talk strategy."

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You're sitting silently, heels kicked off, curled up in an expensive leather chair. Kendall and Roman are talking business, the complex jargon going straight over your head. You're in a world of your own, completely detached from your current reality, when you hear it.

Rome says it off hand, not thinking anything of it. You watch as Kendall flinches ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly. Your throat tightens, your heart kicks up in your chest. Then, he says it again.

His name.

Stewy.

"I know if you push him the right way, Ken, Stewy is fully on board. We got him, I know we do."

Stewy.

Stewy, Stewy, Stewy.

The word plays on repeat in your mind, like a stuck record. Kendall's eyes flick to you, as if to gauge your reaction, but you refuse to give him the satisfaction. You haven't spoke since your argument, deciding that the silent treatment was the best course of action. You know it's torture for Kendall, but you're both stubborn. Neither of you is willing to back down first.

"Uh - yeah, yeah, I, uh, I think, maybe. I think maybe he is. I don't, uh, I don't know."

Rome is oblivious to Kendall's reluctance to speak on the subject, clearly.

"Well, can you fuckin' talk to him? You know you're like the only person in Waystar he'll listen to."

Kendall's eyes are darting between you and Roman frantically. You can read him like a book.

"Yeah, I'll, uh, sure. I'll talk to him."

You scoff under your breath, but he hears it.

"You got something to fuckin' say, Princess? Huh?"

Princess. You haven't heard that one in a while. Your childhood nickname. It started off as a sweet endearment, but now, it's thrown in your face when the boys want to get under your skin.

"Fuck you, Kendall," you bite.

"Uh... Did I miss something?"

"Fuck off, Roman," you and Ken say simultaneously.

Any other day, you'd laugh about saying the same thing at the same time. You'd joke about how in sync you are, how you share one brain. Now, it just makes you infinitely sadder.

You're about to make another sarcastic remark when Sandi and Sandy enter the room, cutting the moment short. You're not sure if you're grateful or spiteful.

One by one, the Waystar Board members file in, taking their seats at the table. You're holding your breath, sitting at the edge of your chair, waiting for the inevitable. You can predict it now, the way you're going to feel when he walks in - chest tight, lungs knotted, fists clenched.

Stewy walks in, and the opposite happens.

You exhale your held breath, and relax slightly. The tension leaves your shoulders for a moment, your lip gets released from in between your teeth. It's like seeing him has cured you, even temporarily. As if he's your own brand of medicine, your personalised prescription.

His eyes catch yours, and you have a silent conversation. So much is said in such a short time.

Hi. Hi. Are you okay? No, are you? No. Not at all.

The room is oblivious to this emotional exchange - except for your older brother. Kendall watches your every move like a hawk. He's trying to figure out if the two of you are still together, still sneaking around behind his back. You haven't spoken to him since he stormed out of Stewy's apartment, meaning he has no idea about the events that occurred after his departure.

The meeting goes off as usual, full of tension and sniped remarks. You don't listen to a word anyone says, too focused on keeping your attention away from Stewy across the table. You're determined not to look at him. You know that if you do, he'll see right through you. He'll know how you really feel. And that is something you're not at all prepared for.

"Okay, well, if no one else has anything they'd like to cover, I think we're done here. Meeting adjourned."

Everyone rises from their places, shaking hands and having quick discussions before leaving through the tall glass doors. You stay put, in no rush to exit. Kendall approaches Stewy, and you watch the exchange with a clenched jaw.

"Hey, uh... can we, like, talk, maybe? I think, yeah, I think we should talk."

Stewy takes a long, hard look at Kendall, before chuckling humourlessly.

"I've got nothing to say to you, man."

Your brother stays stuck in his place, staring at the floor beneath him. As Stewy leaves, he can't resist running his fingers across your shoulders gently. You look back at him, but he's already gone.

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Home doesn't feel like home anymore.

Everywhere you look, you're reminded of Stewy.

You're in the kitchen, and all you can think about is the time the two of you slow danced in the middle of the night, slipping and sliding on the tiled floor. There's a half finished bottle of wine on the counter, abandoned in favour of gliding around the room in your socks. Stewy clicks on some low, jazzy music, and pulls you into his arms. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the bathroom, and you can't stop thinking about when the two of you took a bubble bath together, lavender scented steam filling the air. Your back is pressed to Stewy's chest, sitting in between his legs as he massages the shampoo into your hair. He's humming softly, a song his Mother used to sing when he was a child. There's not an ounce of tension in either of your bodies. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the living room, and you can't avoid the memories of curling up with Stewy on the couch. He always lets you pick the movie - sarcastically rolling his eyes at your choices, but never protesting. You sit there for hours, bodies tangled together like two pieces of the same puzzle. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the bedroom, and you can't stop picturing the way that Stewy would take you apart and put you back together again. Before him, all of the sex you had was quick, transactional, impersonal. But it was different with Stewy. With Stewy, it felt like you had all the time in the world. It was tender, loving, connected. He genuinely cared about your pleasure - learning your body inch by inch, memorising it like a sculptor. You allowed yourself, for the first time ever, to let go. You put your soul in his hands with full faith. Lying there, limbs intertwined beneath the soft sheets, there was no doubt in your mind. You belonged somewhere.

And now that safe place is gone.

Home doesn't feel like home anymore, and it's all because of him. You could move at the drop of a hat, find a new apartment tomorrow if you wanted. But you can't. You can't leave all of these memories behind. As painful as they are, they're all you have.

You turn on the TV, and flick to ATN News. They're running a story on a young baseball player that tragically died in a car wreck, aged twenty four. You sit and watch the whole segment, unable to tear your eyes away from the screen. When it ends, you turn it off, and sit in silence.

You sit there for hours, in the quiet, just thinking. About everything. The number twenty four keeps circling around in your head.

He was twenty four. Twenty four years old. He hadn't even got to live properly. Life is so short. Life is so unpredictable. God, anything could happen tomorrow. Twenty four. Twenty four. Twenty four.

You glance towards the clock on the wall, which reads 10:24. It feels like a sign.

All of a sudden, you're sick of waiting. Sick of being told how to live your life. Sick of trying to conform to these ideals that people are placing on you. Fuck them. Life's too short. You have to start living for you.

You're pulling on your shoes and grabbing your keys before you can even process it. You call the number for a car, but no one answers. Fuck it, you'll run across New York City if you have to. If it means you get to hold the man you love in your arms again.

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Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

The knocking on the door is so loud, Stewy's half convinced he's about to be murdered. He swings open the heavy oak to be met with the sight of you, looking like you just ran a marathon.

You stand still for a moment, staring at each other, as if you can't believe what you're seeing. You're here, in each others vicinity again. It'd be so easy to reach out and touch him.

So, you do.

You barrel into Stewy, jumping into his arms, throwing yours around his neck. He catches you easily, holding onto you as tight as he possibly can. You wrap your legs around his waist and press yourself even closer, as if to merge both of your bodies into one being.

You breathe him in, and it's the first time you've taken a full breath in weeks. He smells the same as he always did, musky and woody and expensive and yours. He still smells like he's yours.

You don't realise you're crying until you pull away from him slightly, and see the wet spot on his t shirt. He puts you down and closes the door, locking it behind you. He grabs your hand and leads you into the kitchen, parting from you to pour two glasses of wine.

You jump up onto the counter and part your legs, Stewy coming to stand between them instinctively. He places a hand on each of your thighs, warmth seeping through his palms. You're face to face, unsure where to start.

"Baby," he breathes. "What are you doing here?"

He sounds unsure, almost scared. If only you knew how frantically his heart is beating in his chest.

"Life is too short," you reply quickly. "Way too short. I could literally die tomorrow."

Stewy looks at you carefully, brow quirked in confusion.

"Honey, are you on drugs? Because they're really not good for you, you know."

"Says the man who did coke off my ass last month," you tease defiantly.

He fights back a smile, but it curls at the corner of his mouth. You grin at him, hands moving to play with the hair at the back of his neck.

"I'm not on drugs," you reassure. "I was just watching the news, and it kinda put everything into perspective. Life is so short and so fragile. Why am I wasting mine trying to appease my family, who'll never be happy, no matter what I do?"

He smiles at you softly, nodding as you continue.

"I just - my whole life, my brothers have just done whatever the fuck they wanted. Especially Kendall. But I make a choice for me, and all of a sudden I'm the villain? How is that fair?"

"It isn't," he agrees, squeezing your thighs in reassurance. "They're all hypocrites. Do you know how many stupid decisions I've watched Kendall make over the years? They think they know everything, but they don't."

"I mean, look at them. Roman is incapable of affection, Kendall's ex wife hates him, and Connor practically bought Willa. My Dad's on his second wife, not including the countless mistresses he's had. None of them know anything about love. They don't know a thing."

"I think you're the only person in your family capable of love," he chuckles.

"I'm starting to think you might be right," you laugh.

You lean forward and press your forehead to Stewy's, exhaling the tension from your shoulders.

"I'm really sorry," you whisper. "For everything. I treated you horribly, and none of it was your fault."

"It wasn't your fault, either. You know that, right?"

"I don't know. It's so hard to get a view on things when they're happening. But when I took a step back, it gave me a clearer look. And it made me realise something."

"And what's that?" he murmurs.

"I realised that I cannot live a day without you, Stewy Hosseini. I don't want to."

"Thank God," he breathes in a laugh. "I've been going fucking crazy here without you."

You beam a grin at him, so bright it's a wonder that the lights don't shatter.

"I love you, and I won't apologise for it," you confess. "Whatever the consequences are, I'll accept them. Nothing can touch me when I'm loved by you. You're like my own personal armour."

"Man, we're the worst," he laughs. "We could love anyone in the world, and we just had to choose each other."

"I'm gonna choose you everyday, I'm afraid," you tease. "There's no going back now."

"I wouldn't want to," he murmurs. "I don't want to go back."

"Me neither," you whisper against his mouth.

Stewy leans forward and captures your lips with his, arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. You get completely lost in each other, revelling in the feeling of being back together. You feel like you can finally breathe again. The other half of your heart has returned.

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The two of you are tangled among the sheets, limbs intertwined and hands linked. You run your fingertips in mindless patterns over his chest, the sprinkling of hair tickling you, making you smile gently. Stewy's playing with your hair, soothing you softly. His heartbeat is lulling you into tranquility, relaxing you completely. This is paradise, you're convinced. Paradise.

"It can be like this forever, you know," he murmurs into the top of your head, kissing you tenderly.

"I know," you reassure. "And it will be."

Stewy can't stop thinking about the diamond ring still sitting in his nightstand. After your fight, he thought he'd never get to see you wear it. But now he knows he will. And that makes his heart flutter uncontrollably in his ribcage, like technicolour butterflies trying to escape him.

He pulls you impossibly closer, trying to breathe you in. He never wants to let you go. You don't want him to.

"We should tell them," you say suddenly. "Fuck the consequences."

"Are you sure, honey?"

You sit up in bed, looking at him carefully. His hair is mussed, shoulders relaxed, lip bitten between his teeth. He's never looked more beautiful.

"I'm sure. I wasn't, before. I think that's why I tried to push you away - I was trying to force myself into doing something I wasn't ready for. But almost losing you has made me realise that you're it for me, Stewy. You are my first and only choice. You are the only thing I'm sure of."

Stewy's chest swells with emotion, throat tightening, eyes welling. He's determined not to cry, but fuck, he's close.

"Do you know how many times I've dreamt of you saying those words to me?" he chokes out. "I love you. Fuck, I love you so much it makes me ache."

"I love you," you whisper back, cradling his face in your gentle hands. "I love you. I'm never letting you go again. Not ever."

You kiss him softly, basking in the feeling of his lips on yours. You get lost in each other once again, both of you in disbelief at being back in each others arms.

"Let's tell them," you whisper against his mouth. "Fuck the consequences."

"Fuck the consequences," he grins. "It's you and me, baby. You and me against the world."

You feel as if you're floating, levitating, powered by the sheer force of your love. Nothing can touch you. You're invincible, when you're in Stewy's arms.

He knows this is it. This is the moment. He makes his decision, and reaches his arm out to open the top drawer of this nightstand. His pulse quickens, body practically vibrating with anticipation. As he pulls it open, your phone rings, the shrill tone piercing through your peace.

You go to decline it, but notice that it's Connor's name lighting up your screen. There's a weird feeling in your stomach, suddenly.

"Hello?"

"Hi, sweetheart. It's Connor. Where are you?"

You cast a glance towards Stewy, and he shakes his head softly, silently communicating. Not yet. We'll tell him in person.

"I'm at a friend's place. What's up?"

"I, uh, I don't... I don't really know how to, um... you need to come to Dad's apartment, ASAP."

"Wait, what? Why?"

There are a million scenarios swirling around in your head, clouding your mind, overwhelming you.

"He's, uh.. I just, um, I don't-"

"Spit it out, Con."

A pause. He takes a deep breath.

"Dad's dead."

Silence.

Your heart breaks. Stewy hears it happen.

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My favorite fics of all time

For my birthday this year (I'm turning 30!!!) I thought what better way to celebrate the day I was born but also ✨ the day all my favorite characters died ✨ by giving you all some good fics! Happy May 2nd!!!

Running on Air (T): An oldy but a goody! I remember reading this a couple years ago when I rediscovered my love for drarry! I had spent my formative years on fanfic dot net obsessing over drarry and this brought it all back in one fell swoop.

Way down we go (T): I stumbled upon this one 2 years ago and I've been rereading it ever since. It's silly and lovely and they are in Alabama. What more could be said about it? A fantastic and beautiful story and I love it so much.

A big black sky (M): if I had to pick only one fic to read for the rest of my life, it would be this one. I love everything about this fic. It's sweet and loving and kind and wholesome and so sad and just wretchedly the best thing I've read. I reread this at least 2 times a year. And every reread it just gets better and better!

A pulled down shade (M): this one is newer to my list but I can already say this is a great and phenomenal fic! The author put their soul into this fic you can really tell, the effort and the love and the hard work. Truly an amazing read and an amazing story!!!

Nice things (M): I'm a sucker for an eighth year fic and this one is very good. I love a pot smoking draco something about it really gives me the vibes I don't know why. This whole fic is wholesome and it deserves so much love!

You've got the antidote for me (M): listen. Soulmate fics. I need more of them okay? I need so many. I love them so much they make me physically ill. Read this it's so good and sweet with a touch of sad.

Burn the witch (E): big fan of the bodyguard trope! This one also has Scorpius in it and I love when Scorpius is in things it makes me happy every time! But a good fic, very interesting plot and the characterization is very good and the ocs are super good too!!

I was late (you were early) (E): one of those "if we both aren't married in 10 years" fics and it's so good! There's also one in draco's pov I'll find you again (I always do)! It's a very cute story and I loved it a whole lot!

Everything a word can mean (T): a short and sweet little ficlet! It's of course a soulmate fic where they have names that their soulmates call them written somewhere on their bodies. And Harry's just so happens to be savior.

10:37 PM on the Floor of the Seventh Floor Corridor Near the Dancing Trolls (G): another short and sweet ficlet! Takes place during 6th year outside of the room of requirement! Very good and I love the characterization and I enjoy the authors take on this part of the books!

Say anything (M): professors au is one of my favorite aus!!!! And mic it with a French speaking draco and a secretly French speaking Harry! It only gets better!!

Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them (or Draco Malfoy's Guide to Stop Dying and Start Living Instead) (T): I loved this fic a whole lot and really enjoyed the dynamic between Harry and Ginny in his oddly enough. I thought it was a very real and thought out fic that also at the same time was wholesome and sweet while going over sexuality and desire. I loved it a whole lot and it made my demisexual heart sing when I saw asexual rep.

Nearly lost things, carefully tended (E): antiques dealer draco and home owner Harry! Harry has some weird things for Draco to look at and he certainly doesn't pick the weirdest things he can find just for the blonde. Nah. Read it. It's great and silly and overall very fun!

I can't think of any more but make sure you leave comments and kudos if you like a fic!!

#drarry fic #drarry fic recs #drarry #hpdm fanfic #hpdm #drarry fanfiction

[sparkbeast20]

Heat/Rut with the Brothers

Okay, since I'm a sucker for this kind of headcanon. I might as well pitch in this :D

Note: So first off, this affects MC/Reader as well. Since pheromones/scent does alter others behavior hence (Behavior-altering agent) Plus it serves as aphrodisiac.

That being said this all consensual from both party.

And Their state of heat/rut change depends on if they have a mate or not. And this all with GN!MC

Warning: Talk of sex, heavily implied, mention of being fucked! (But no actual smut), Some prick comments in Belphie's part.

(Minor DNI)

Lucifer

No Mate

Days lasted: 3 to 4 days

State: Aggressive, Territorial, Pain, and Tired.

Since he is the most dominant in the whole house, Lucifer develops an instinct to keep his rank as head of the household hence his sudden instinct to keep his guard or threaten any of his brothers if they suddenly grow some guts and start fighting him.

One time Mammon did and challenged Lucifer since he heard that demon being in heat/rut makes said demon weaker. Though he shouldn’t listen to Levi about those sorts of things. Because when he surprised Lucifer. Lucifer almost killed him, but managed to destroy the whole living room.

When he's not on guard, he usually stays in his study or his room and waits it out, without anything to keep his mind busy. Yes, even doing paperwork doesn’t cut it. He endured the pain of his heat/rut losing his control of shifting forcing him to stay in his demon form during the whole, feeling that his whole body is on fire. His groans of pain made it seem like he was dying, which worried Mammon and Satan at times. Though they made sure that no one knows their worry.

The morning after his heat/rut Lucifer went back to his usual self as if the whole ordeal never happened.

Mated

Days lasted: 2 to 3 days

State: Affection, Aggressive, Clingy, and Needy 

It all starts when you start clinging to him like a baby Koala. At first he loves it but when he realizes that you are being affected by something. He quickly tried to look for the cause of it. Then he felt it, his whole start to heat up within. He knows this feeling and he is not happy about it.

You cry when he tells you that he needs space from you for the next couple of days. Then you just cry harder and tell him that he doesn’t love you anymore which is further from the truth.

But you stop crying and get up to leave, something within Lucifer snaps. He can’t let you leave.

He quickly grabs your wrist and pulls you into his embrace, he leans his nose on your hair and takes a deep breath taking in your scent. Then he let out a low growl.

Soon enough you start to feel warm, wrapping your arms around his torso. You look into his eyes with lustful eyes.

Let's just say, Lucifer took that as a sign. He quickly swoops you up and rushes to his room. As he passes some of his brothers by the halls. He sent them a death glare warning them to not get near him or you.

Once in his room, he plops you on his bed and locks the door behind him.

With no warning, he shifts to his demon form and stalks toward you as he strips out of his clothes. Meanwhile you made quick work and stripped down while still laying down on his bed.

You two went at each other, sloppy kissing, biting, clawing each other though he had to be careful on his part not wanting to hurt you too badly.

After a day, his whole demeanor changes, this time he's the one who’s needy. And pour out his fear of losing you or you might not want to see him after this.

You reassure him that you don’t see him any differently and that you aren’t going anywhere.

For the next couple of days you two switch a couple of times. By the end of his cycle, you two are holding each other. You sniggling your face into his chest and Lucifer snuggling his face to your hair breathing in your scent.

Yeah when the you of two did wake up with an awkward tension in the air, not really remember the whole thing, only bits of memory.

Though you smile and tell him that you remember him telling you about his fear, and that you meant what you said.

He smiles back and leans forward for a passionate kiss. However, he tells you that whatever happens in this room stays in this room. You giggle and hug him, which he returns along with his wings.

Mammon

No Mate

Days lasted: 5 to 7 days

State: Frustrated, Shy, and Moody

All his self-confidence or his boasting persona all goes out the window. Where he kinda speaks in his defense whenever his brothers pick on him. The first sign of him was going into his heat/rut. He becomes more shy and moody, avoiding his brothers at all times. 

Most of his brothers ignore him, but something with Levi and Asmo makes them want to tease Mammon while he was in his heat/rut.

Lucifer or even Beel had to step in and drag the two brothers away from Mammon.

Poor Mammon had to ask Belphie if he could use the attic during the whole thing. Belphie felt pity on his brother and gave him full access to the attic.

Mammon moved quickly and took all the things that were important to his brother out of the room into the hall outside and immediately locked himself up. There he instantly shifts into his demon and lets out a roar.

All with him in the room is a mattress which after an hour being in the room. He ripped it to sheds and made his nest.

All he can do is lay on his makeshift nest, pace around the room, or just claw the walls of the room. He is irritated in his own skin, like he just wants to rip it off of him.

This was Mammon’s hell week, and prayed that he would survive to his father. Though that sentiment quickly vanishes once his cycle is done. He kicked himself for being a baby with the whole thing.

Mated

Days lasted: 3 to 4 days

State: Needy, Possessive, and Confident  

He was in cloud nine, sure he still stole and was a con man, but he never thought to have someone to love and be loved by. He completely forgot that he goes through something that will definitely be a deal breaker for your relationship.

It was not until one day, he came back from a night in the casino when he saw gifts at his doorway. At first he suspects Levi, but when he picks up the gift off the floor, he immediately smells your scent on the gift.

He has a smug grin on his face as he looks at the little present you left for him. 

The next morning however things just became more tense… well for his brothers at least. Because the moment he walks in the dining room. He glared at Asmo for being near you. Though he didn’t have to do anything, all because you move away from his brother and jump on to him. Wrapping your arms around his neck.

He was confused with your sudden action, but that soon faded when he started sniffing you top to bottom which made you giggle.

But he was least happy to find out that Levi, Asmo and Beel’s scent is all over you.

Some say looks can be as powerful as physical action can ever do. Mammon's displeased face sends shivers down Levi, Asmo and Beel.

With one quick, low but deep growl Mammon hoists you up and quickly carries you back to his room.

He kicks the down open and jumps towards his bed, he plops you on it and quickly makes his way back up the stairs to close and lock it. The sound of the lock clicking snapped him out of his out of character state. Then it hit him, this strange feeling he has… his in heat/rut! 

He internally panic and frantically look around, while trying to think a way to explain to you what’s happening and also talk his way out of this fuck session he got himself in.

But he immediately froze when you suddenly appeared behind him and wrapped your arms around him and started kissing his neck even so far as making a quick nibble on it.

You told him that you might be a bit horny, but you are in a sane mind. But the kicker was during your mumbling he heard you say that you are his.

Mammon insteadly shifts into his demon form, turns around, grabs you, tosses you over his shoulder and makes his way back to his bed.

Say goodbye to your clothes, while he had to strip out of his (damn demon clothes being too tough to rip). Once fully naked he pounc on top of you and starts assaulting your poor face, neck, and chest with love kissing and bites along with claw marks.

The flustered Mammon you know him by is nowhere to be seen, the avatar of greed is your partner for the next couple of days. Taking some breaks, but Mammon made sure that you can be heard throughout the house.

In the morning after his cycle, Mammon reverted back to his tsundere but needy state. Snuggling close to your side and mumbling repeatedly that he loves you.

You sigh and just keep stroking his hair and tell him over and over again that you know and that you love him too.

Leviathan

No Mate

Days lasted: 4 to 6 days

State: Petty, In-pain, and Whiny

Levi intentionally made sure that his brothers knew that he was in heat/rut. If he was going through this, you bet your ass that he’ll make his brothers suffer with him.

He cries of pain goes through that house and 

He doesn’t have to worry about locking himself up since he’s already doing it. He is petty and kinda sadistic, because the moment Mammon and Asmo start complaining he quickly acts like he was in so much pain. Well it's true but hearing Lucifer scolding both Mammon and Asmo for making Levi feel worse is music to his ears. However that small pleasure didn’t stop the pain making his ordeal any less bearable.

He had to move Henry to a fish bowl so he could be in the aquarium. That way he doesn't have to move his precious collection on one side of his room.

Once Henry is out, Levi immediately jumps on his tank and shifts into his demon form where there he floats in the middle holding himself trying to indor the pain for the next couple of days. With the occasional thrasting to the side of the wall when he can’t bear the pain.

It was Lucifer, Satan or Beel’s job to check on Levi, they know when his cycle is over. Because this whole ordeal leaves Levi to pass out his tank by the end.

Mated

Days lasted: 1 to 3 days

State: Aggressive, Territorial, and Horny

It all started with small things for you at least, you start to crave Levi’s touch and want to be as close as possible to your demon boyfriend.

To you Levi did no wrong in your eyes, so you turn away whenever Levi starts to be more aggressive to his brothers, even Lucifer. In fact Lucifer got the worst out of this, everytime Levi sees Lucifer he hiss and growls at Lucifer. When things were about to turn nasty you step in and pull Levi away from Lucifer, though you didn’t see Levi flipping Lucifer off. (Lucifer will remember that…)

You sat in his tub/bed while Levi took his frustration on a game that was meant to rage someone. You know those games.

You start to doze off even with the constant spewing curses from Levi to the screen.

Then you hear something break which wakes you up from your short nap.

You look over and gasps to see Levi in his demon form panting heavily in front of his now destroyed monitors.

You slowly got out of the tub and made your way to Levi. you grab his arm and start rubbing it to sooth him.

He looks at you with a mixture of love, but also sadness. But you and him just stare into each other's eyes. Both in some sort of trances as the two of you start to feel warm and aroused.

And just like a strike of lightning. You two quickly move and lock lips, you wrapping both arms and legs on Levi as he walks you two to his tank.

He leaps over and jumps into the water, with no disregard to your clothes and your D.D.D in your pocket. Though you didn’t have to worry, Levi moved quickly and ripped your clothes while still locking lips with you.

As you frustratedly strip him down (you curse whoever design his demon clothes)

Once the two of you are completely naked, Levi starts wracking you as you are pinned to the glass wall of the tank, with arms wrapped around his neck and head.

Yes, he does use his tail at some point during the whole experience.

But by the time the whole cycle is over, Levi holds you close to him burying his face in your shoulder, mumbling apology after apology. But you giggle and stork his head and back and say that you loved every minute of it but you told him Henry is the one he should be apologizing to. The poor baby was in the tank the entire time.

Satan

No Mate

Days lasted: 3 to 5 days

State: Angry, just anger, if you value your life. Stay the hell away from him.

Lucifer and his brothers ask Diavolo to stay in the castle for the next couple of days. The prince doesn’t need further explanation seeing that Satan is missing from the group.

Meanwhile Satan starts destroying everything in the house, everything that Lucifer didn’t have time to put in some sort of enchantment to protect from Satan’s wrath.

Satan reverts back to his primal instinct and marks everything with his flame and claw marks.

None of the brothers dare to go back to the house, even just setting foot at front yard triggers Satan to go and check who is stupid enough to his territory.

Lucifer had to work to shoo all demons who caught whiff of Satan’s scent and put them under his pheromone of attraction.

After five days the brothers return to a destroyed house with Satan calmly seating in the living as if nothing has happened.

Mated

Days lasted: 2 to 4 days

State: Needy, Affectionate, and Possessive.

You could’ve swore that Satan just became a cat. For whatever reason, he was clinging to you at all times one day. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck when no one is looking. He asks for you to stroke and pat his hair at times. 

You can chug it off with maybe he got himself cursed again in an attempt to prank Lucifer again. But all that was thrown out of the window and Belphie and Asmo ask Satan to quickly lock himself up in his room before it was too late. Even though you don’t have the full context, seeing his brothers yelling at him set something off within you. You scold both demons and drag Satan back to your room ignoring Belphie calling you.

You sat on the edge of the bed, while Satan sat on your chair by the desk. After a couple of minutes you managed to get a clear head. You ask Satan why is acting like this?

And he just flat out said that he was in heat/rut. But this was different.

As he talks, you look at him really taking the idea that he was in heat/rut. Your face starts to heat up and you slowly get up and walk towards Satan.

Without any warning, you press your lips into Satan's. The passion turns aggressive real fast as you drag Satan to your bed. 

You pin him down, straddle on his hips.you reach down and comb his hair with your fingers. He leans further into your touch. Eventually he shifted to his demon and you began to strip him off from his horrible demon clothes internally cheering that you got him off those awful clothes.

There you two went at it, with you assaulting every inch of his body. He tells you that you're doing a wonderful job as he holds you.

Two days later, Beel knocks on your door asking if you and Satan are okay?

You know how you end up on the bed, or when you and Satan switch. Before you can respond to Beel. Satan who was right above you, growls at the door holding you tight.

Also, you completely forgot that you and Satan are still… Connected.

Soon Satan growls, Beel immediately backs away and runs as far from your room as possible. 

Once Beel is gone, Satan comes back to you with a smirk, before quickly leaning down and starts kissing you aggressively. Still feeling his passion you wholeheartedly wrap your arms around him, drawing your body close to his.

The next thing you remember was after the whole thing. Your back against your headboard and down to your side is Satan snung to your side, sound asleep.

You smile and move back down to lay next to your demon.

Asmodeus

No Mate

Days lasted: 5 to 8 days

State: Needy, Whiny and Petty

Oh Asmo, this would’ve been easy for him. But ever since Lucifer ban him from bringing strangers to the house which leads into a full grown orgy. Asmo made it his mission to make his brothers feel his pain.

He moans and groans at night, and he whines in the day. At some point Mammon and Belphie agree to kill Asmo.

Lucifer was one step ahead of them and locked Asmo in his room with a note saying that he’ll let him out if he stops this petty game while he was in heat/rut.

Asmo whines but all it does is tiring him out for the day. At night when everyone else catches up with their sleep. Asmo took this opportunity to call Solomon and tell him to come quickly. He made it sound like he was in trouble.

Solomon immediately appears in Asmo’s room. Asmo is lying on his side wearing only a robe. The second Solomon notices what’s going on. He gave Asmo one close eye smile and quickly teleported out of there, leaving Asmo to cry.

Once Asmo’s cycle was over, he kept annoying his brothers, especially Lucifer for treating him badly.

Mated

Days lasted: 4 to 6 days

State: Feral, Territorial, and Horny 'Of course ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)'

One morning you felt like you're under the weather, all you can think is Asmo and that how badly you need him. You didn’t even use your D.D.D. you just call out to him as you curl up in your bed as tears start to fall from your eyes.

While you are in your room in agony. Out in the hall, All six brothers try their best to subdue a crazed Asmo who all of a sudden shifts to his demon form and starts mauling through his brothers.

After managing to slip through Lucifer and Beel, he rushes to your room.

He makes his way towards you, picks you up and carries you out of the house and in the woods.

He found a cave perfect to keep you safe, he let you lay there as he prepared everything he needed for you and him.

He quickly made a nest and gathered food and water for the two of you.

As soon as he has everything, he carries you to the nest and the fun really begins.

He made quick work of your clothes and his. Then he hovers on top of you and starts kissing and nibbling your whole body. Once he feels you around him that is when he truly is feral.

Three days after Asmo kidnaps you, the brothers never thought that Asmo would bring you to the woods.

Oh they should’ve left you two alone. Poor Beel. he was the first one to find that cave.

He quickly ran towards the cave when he heard you scream. 

The other brothers soon found the cave with Beel standing next to the entryway his face hid behind his knees.

Mammon quickly rushes inside the cave while the other brothers ask Beel what he saw, soon they see Mammon come running out the cave as they hear Asmo roaring.

At that point they decide to come back when Asmo’s cycle is over.

By the time it was over, the brothers went back to the cave where they saw you and Asmo curl up together. Both of your bodies are covered in leaves.

Asmo senses his brother's presence. He looks up with a smirk on his face and tells them that you two need a minute because under the leaves you and him are still connected.

Beelzebub

No Mate

Days lasted: 3 to 4 days

State: In-pain, Irritated and Tired 

Poor baby, Beel has the worst time with his heat/rut.

The moment he feels that he can’t lift his body up is a sign that he’s in heat/rut.

Belphie did whatever it takes to make this whole ordeal somewhat bearable for Beel. Even if he kinda feels his pain. He just wanted to help his twin.

All Belphie can do is pat Beel’s back as he groans in pain into his pillow. As his body starts to heat up. In the middle of his cycle, Belphie had to leave Beel due to his scent being the stage where it wore off other demon males who weren't looking to mate with him.

Because Beel without even trying is intimidating to others. 

Now Beel all alone moans and groans in pain as his wings send off an annoying buzzing noise that affects his brothers making them want to challenge Beel to show him that they can take him down. But hold off and keep their own instinct at bay.

As soon as his cycle was over, Beel came out of his room with a calm expression as if nothing had happened.

Mated

Days lasted: 1 to 3 days

State: Aggressive, Territorial and Affectionate

One afternoon you suddenly have a sudden urge to cook a full course meal. As you cook in the kitchen Beel never got out of bed this morning which worried Belphie.

Belphie left you in that kitchen as he made his way to his and Beel’s room. Suddenly the door burst open surprising Belphie, he saw Beel step out in his demon form half naked!

Satan rushes to the scene once he hears that crush outside his room. He immediately met with a hand to the face, Beel hoist Satan up and tossed him towards Belphie.

The two cower in the corner of the hall as Beel slowly approaches them with such anger on his face. But as soon as you appear in line of sight, he completely forgets and ignores his brothers.

You just want to know what was causing all that noise, before you know it. Beel quickly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes as the two of you make your way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

He kicked the door open steps inside the kitchen before kicking the door behind him. He sets you on the counter as he locks all the doors and windows of the kitchen.

He pulls a chair next to the counter right in front of you. He was in between your legs which were dangling over the edge of the counter. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him, resting his cheek on your lap nuzzling it. Then he looked up to meet your eyes, he spoke with those, like it was telling you to feed him. 

So you did. You reach out for the nearest dish you made and start feeding Beel. you even bent over and gave him a quick peck on his lips.

Feed, kiss or head pat, repeat. Until all the food you cooked up is all gone. You pout at him and tell him it's all gone. But Beel isn’t satisfied, he kicks that chair away and pushes all the dishes, tray and pots off the counter before pinning you on the counter. 

Then he moves down and starts kissing you all over with a couple of nibbles and scratches on your skin. At this point he ripped your clothes off of you and Beel stripped out of his. And the two go at it.

A day after, none of the brothers manage to unlock the kitchen door. As Mammon bangs on the door while calling out to Beel to let them get something to eat.

The throw opens revealing a piss off naked Beel well naked but he most of his front is covered by you clinging on to him with your whole ass in full display for the brothers.

None of them said anything as he stared blankly at the fact that they see you panting heavily, your arms wrapped around Beel’s neck as your leg around his waist.

With one loud and booming roar at his brothers, Beel quickly shut the door and returned to whatever he was doing to you.

Once his cycle is over, Beel doesn’t care that he is walking out of the kitchen naked. He wants to take you back to his room to take care of you. 

You poor thing pass out. Though you don’t regret anything you and Beel did. You just feel sorry for Beel. Lucifer forces him to replace every two destroyed in the kitchen.

Belphegor

No Mate

Days lasted: 3 to 4 days

State: Whiny, Moody, and Irritated

All the brothers are so happy that the twins' cycles are not in sync. Otherwise they had to deal with Beel bedredden while Belphie is walking around the house being a bitch to everybody.

Most if not all ticked him off.

Mammon just walking in front of him, he’ll say that he's better off with witches since his whoring himself off to them for cash.

Levi is just sitting, he’ll tell his brother he means nothing to the company that owns the shows he watches and they’ll just move and change things just to please the normies he hates for an easy buck.

Asmo cooks in the kitchen, he’ll tell him that he will never truly be loved because the moment he does something to displease his fans they’ll move on to the next big demon and forget about him in a second.

Satan reading, he’ll say that half of the animal rescue videos he watches all stage because they know that those videos get the most views.

Lucifer just glanced at him. He yells at his brother at the fact that he just replace his oath with their father with Diavolo and that he will never be truly be free and that Diavolo is more worst since he takes every advance he can get to use his oath with Lucifer while the latter just sit there and take it.

That Last part causes Belphie to be locked up in the attic (this before the event of the main story) and Lucifer tells him that he will get out once his cycle is over.

However, that doesn’t stop Belphie from whining all night. Because he doesn’t have anything to distract his internal pain. All he can feel is that his whole body is on fire.

Lucifer and Beel personally go to him once his cycle is over, there they see Belphie sound asleep on the floor buttass naked.

Mated

Days lasted: 1 to 3 days

State: Needy, Horny and Affectionate

Okay, You know Belphie is clingy but this is going a bit too far… but you can’t help but to encourage him. For whatever strange reason you just want to be as close to Belphie as possible as much he does to you.

In fact you listen to him and sleep in and skip class with him for the day. Little do you know Belphie is not planning on you two leaving his room.

Because the moment you woke up to go and use the bathroom. You saw Belphie had moved both his bed and Beel’s in the middle of the room. Push together to make one big bed.

But you ignored it and did your business, and when you came back you saw Belphie lying across the bed in his demon form and naked. His face and neck are all red from the heat he is feeling right now.

He calls out you, telling you that he did all this work and you still haven’t fucked him already. You want to hell you are under his hypnotic scent seeing him like this awaken something within you. The drive to please him.

You slowly walk towards him as you start to strip out of your clothes, climb on to bed and on to Belphie hovering over him as his tail brush against your legs then you start kissing him all over. As your body starts to feel warm inside.

Soon enough the two of you went at it, your moans and groans reaching out to the halls giving away to the others that Belphie is in heat/rut. 

Beel had to bunk in with Mammon since he doesn’t have a place to sleep. However none of the other brothers get much sleep to begin with.

But once the noise from the twins room dies down, all the brothers cheer before passing out from the lack of sleep.

Meanwhile you try to slip out of Belphie’s iron grip as he mutters that you don’t have to leave just yet, you just gave up and crawl back to bed and snuggle against Belphie. 

Lucifer is right, you baby him too much.

Tagging: @mammon-satan-blog

Note:

Okay at some point writing this, I hesitant to make this full blow smut, however I'm still not confident on my writing skill in smut (Plus I'm just going to post it on Ao3 because I want to keep this as 15 to 16+ aka PG13 XD) I just implied that Sex did happened during all of this.

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or rebloging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

#obey me #omswd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me belphie x reader #spark's naughty hour

[elvenbeard]

Basking in your warmth ~

Poses by @arcandoria Flower Props by @pinkyjulien

HHHHHHH ökajshdfasf ;___; ramblings incoming don't mind meeeee.

Okay listen like... everything about this has me on my hands and knees. The lotus as a symbol of rebirth fits both of them so well like, for obvious reasons. They're both getting another shot at life in their story and get to find each other and often understand each other better without words. Y'know, the kinda relationship where it's like "where have you been all my life" but also feeling like you've already known each other for ages. Johnny being stuck in Vince's head surely contributes a little bit to the kind of familarity, but it goes way beyond that. Both Vince and Kerry know what it's like to forge your own path, work your way up from the very bottom, even if they had different starting points. Vince knows what it's like to fall, and Kerry is so scared of it, I'd like to think he can easy many of his fears or at the very least understand them well and be supportive. Kinda like "I'll catch you if you fall".

Then the poses aösdhfasdfadsf first of all the love poured into making them, the love for detail in the placement of every finger ;__; I'm such a sucker for it. And this set in particular idk... It kinda gives off biiig "I love your body exactly how it is, with all its (perceived) imperfections" vibes, idek why... But like, both of them have been through a lot. Vince, even though he is very comfortable in his body at this point, still struggles with his body image and dysphoria sometimes. He does not hide his scars, but even though they are healed well by now, there's "imperfect" aspects about them he is insecure about. And in general, with every new guy he meets that he could imagine being with there's always the nagging feeling at the back of his head "am I going to be enough the way that I am?" And I think in a way that's something Kerry can understand only too well, even as a cis guy. He's been so in the public eye, so perceived constantly, probably underwent a lot of the treatments and operations to give him that kind of appearance and body as a nearly 90-year-old man... he also must've been standing in front of the mirror more often than not wondering "am I ever gonna be enough?" for anyone, at any point in time.

aösjhdfasfjasdf incoherent ramblings end! I just... love them so much okay ;_; Most unlikely of couples at first glance, but they have so much that connects them below the surface, and they deserve their cosy, peaceful happy ending with each other.

#cyberpunk 2077 #kerry eurodyne x v #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk v #cyberpunk 2077 vp #cyberpunk vp #cp2077 vp #virtual photography #mlm #vincent ezaki #otp: to bad decisions #my vp #I'm not crying it's just raining on my face ;__; #if tumblr bonks this I'll be mad #I mean look at the tasteful lotus censor!!

[bunnypeew]

Delusions - Vox x Gn!reader

okay okay so I have found a cool prompt to write so I'm gonna write it for Vox cuz I've been in love with him recently and I also haven't written anything for Vox yet ahahha just so you know I'm sucker for doll Velvette so she is seen as one here

They started this job at the Voxtek enterprise building a couple of months ago, they were really down on their luck but we were also really good with tech in general and, since it hadn't been that long since they got in hell, they were looking for everything that guaranteed them some sort of protections from the exorcists but from the hell citizens in general.

Now, it wasn't like them to make friends with their boss, hell not even in their life had they ever done that, they always had kinda creepy bosses all their life so it was easy not to befriend them. But with the Vees it was different, well at least with Vox and Velvette, they had always found Valentino a bit creepy with the kink stuff and everything but the other two had been somehow nice to them for the past few months, they both weren't the best at showing kindness, it was actually kind of a struggle but they somehow did it only with them.

Now they were really naive so they couldn't really tell that Vox was mostly being nice cuz he was starting to fall for them, he wouldn't admit it to himself or to anyone really but he was. Velvette had caught wind of that and started flirting on purpose with Y/n to the point where Vox would short-circuit often from how mad he was, today was one of those days.

''so Y/n, what are you planning to do tonight?,,

Velvette says, a smirk on her face while looking at Vox scolding one of his employees, now Y/n was a bit concentrated on their work so they weren’t really listening going “huh” like two times before catching what she said, this made them blush a bit

“oh, em, nothing really, working probably, why?,,

they say putting down their clipboard and looking at the doll like demon

“oh I don’t know maybe you’d want to hang out or something get away from work for a bit,,

they giggle at the offer she made but shakes their head and takes their clipboard and leaves.

as they leave they bump into someone walking towards them, that someone being Vox himself, he catches them last minute with a hand on their back, then looks them in the eyes before helping them back up.

“you gotta be more careful newbie,,

they fix their posture and looks at him while laughing

“can’t believe you still call me a newbie even tho i’ve been working here for months,,

he smirks and chuckles moving his hand to stroke the side of their cheek to some non-existent dust, they unconsciously lean into his touch and blush. This made Vox almost short-circuit again for the thousandth time but instead, he took a deep breath and looked them in the eyes for a rather long time

''em, mister Vox are you alright?,,

they say a little bit concerned, reaching for the side of his screen to see if he was over-heating or something, but as soon as he saw the hand come near him he backed away and coughed out loud

''do not worry dear I am fine, now get back to work please,,

they heeded and picked up their clipboard and ran to whatever their job was. Vox now that they were gone dropped his happy and calm facade for a more concerned and stressed look, he then goes and bumps into Velvette

''what the fuck Vox look where you're going and what is it with the face- ohhhh, I get it. Bumped into Y/n have you? mhhh?,,

she says mockingly, laughing and looking at him getting mad

''listen here you little shit, I am not in the mood for your bullshit,,

''wow come on, what happened now,,

he slaps his screen and sighs

''I happened, I'm such a shit flirter I SWEAR TO GOD- T-T-THIS IS SO STUPID-D-D-D,,

he was starting to short-circuit again.

''Vox chill out for fuck sake,,

a little bit of smoke was coming out off the top of his screen while he was glitching again, he did manage to calm down after a few seconds, took a deep breath and facepalmed himself whining

''you're in love aren't you,,

his head springs up and looks directly at Velvette with a hated filled stare

''I think you're delusional,,

''and I think you are in denial,,

she says with an all-knowing expression on her face, hands on her hips striking a pose

he just grunts and stomps the floor a couple of times before taking a deep breath, fixing his tie and walking away to find Y/n

they were doing some shipment paperwork for the carmine parts that were supposed to come, they stopped when they saw Vox come into the room

''oh hey sir, do you need something,,

they say smiling and putting the paperwork down. Vox comes closer and pushes them towards a wall to then pin them.

their face was completely red and they had a confused look on their face, their arms pressed to their chest, eyes looking directly in his.

''s-sir what are you-,,

''stop calling me sir okay? just call me Vox, understood?,,

They nod sheepishly and look sideways shyly only for Vox to pull up his hand and turn their head back to his. He then leans in and kisses them on the lips. this transmits electricity all throughout their body making their hair fizzle up a little. They kiss him back tho, putting a hand on the side of his screen and the other one on his chest

Electricity was literally in the air around them. They stop the kiss, a sparkle leaving both their lips before they look each other in the eyes again. They both hear a snap of a camera, making them turn around to see Velvette taking a picture of them while yelling yoink and running away

''VELV-E-ETTE-E-E-E,,

I LOVED WRITING THIS LITERALLY LOVED ITTTTTTT I LOVE VOX SO MUCH RN EHEHEHE ANYWAY HOPE YOU ENJOYED THEONESHOT <3

#hazbinhotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel velvette #hazbin hotel valentino #vox #hazbin vox #the vees #vox x reader #vox hazbin hotel #vees #valentino hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader

[txxxciii]

hmm today I will reveal my personal favorite ships in welcome home

if you disagree with me it's fine, just keep in mind not everyone's ships are the same

Wally and Barnaby: the first ever ship I thought of when joining the fandom. My initial thought was that the basic formula of "two best friends" and "size difference" would definitely be a win-win for the fandom, but I was actually quite surprised to see some people who despise this ship, claiming it to be "zoophilic". Needless to say that I haven't heard or seen such argument against the Fluffybird (Red Guy and Duck from DHMIS) ship, but oh well. Anyways, I just think they're very neat and could definitely be classified as a "best childhood friend who have a little something going on" dynamic. And! While I mostly see these two as mutual pining partners, I can totally view them as a simple platonic "two guys being besties and having fun"! Also I don't know if any Welcome Home ships have names, but I saw someone call this pairing Wallaby and I think I'll go with that :)

Frank and Julie: now, listen to me on this one please. I know perfectly well Frank and Eddie are a canon couple, and I'm down with that! It's just that I'm a sucker for a more platonic-romantic kind of pairing between best friends. They just seem so funky together and have the good ol' "opposites attracts" dynamic with them. Again, same case as Wallaby, I ship these two romantically, but cool with them just being pals. There isn't enough male and female friendship representation in media, and I personally believe that Frank and Julie are a good example of such. My heart just simply melts whenever a Frank/Julie art appears on my feed, it's so wholesome and soft..

Howdy and Poppy: ... okay. I don't really have enough evidence to backup this one but uh. My brain just went and created this pairing in my head and I absolutely love it. JUST GENERALLY SPEAKING both of them have a parental vibe, and the contrast between a huge green guy with multiple limbs and a giant bird with mostly red feathers is just.. pleasing for my eyes (complementary colors! complementary colors!). While the fandom widely agrees that Poppy is a "worried mom friend of the group", I haven't seen anyone say that Howdy is much of an "outgoing dad friend of the group". Personality wise they'd make a pleasant dynamic and with how both of them basically take care of others in their own ways could be played out too. And just AHHHH thinking about them makes my brain very happy!!!! if no one draws fanart of them I WILL (threat).

#tox talks #welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home ships #wally darling #welcome home wally #barnaby b beagle #welcome home barnaby #frank frankly #welcome home frank #julie joyful #welcome home julie #howdy pillar #welcome home howdy #poppy partridge #welcome home poppy #wally x barnaby #barnaby x wally #frank x julie #julie x frank #howdy x poppy #poppy x howdy

[hopelesstaemintic]

Aquaman

This entire story began with the idea to just write a short Jeno fic inspired by the song Aquaman by Jay Park. Like the song, it was supposed to be short and filthy and lacking plot. I say supposed to because here we are 15,500+ words later with some tooth-achingly fluffy moments and the vague inklings of a story arc. What can I say? I'm a sucker for romance and am yet to learn brevity.

As with all my writing it's very much inspired by music. You can find the related spotify playlist so you can listen along and links to my tumblr and twitter on my carrd.

Status:

Complete (25/01/23), 15,530 words, 5 chapters

Summary:

Career woman (you) meets sexy young business guy (Jeno) in bar at a birthday party and they both proceed to catch feelings whilst they attempt to get in each others pants. This goal is harder to achieve than first seems. Their friends are both a help and a hinderance. Work trips will never seem the same.

Relationships:

Jeno/female reader, Jaemin/original female character, Renjun/original female character

Tags:

m/f, jeno/female reader, fluff and smut, vaginal sex, oral sex, consensual sex, hot tub, older woman/younger man, JARMS, too much kissing, porn with plot, porn with feelings, Jeno in glasses, that one scene in business proposal, Jay Park made me do this, mommy issues, praise kink, Ao3 anniversary

Link to full work

Preview:

You'd laughed when Jeno told you he'd give you a night you wouldn't forget.

It was such a cheesy line: the kind of thing younger guys in clubs say and then don't have the ability to back it up, not that you wouldn't be open to letting him try. How you'd ended up in a dark sweaty room at 3am dancing with a guy significantly your junior was blurred by adrenaline and gin. It had definitely begun with Areum's birthday party. Somewhere after the fourth? drink Seora had declared that we needed to "Take back the night from the youngsters" and so you'd stumbled to the nearest place that was still open. Calling it a club was being charitable. It was more of a bar really, but it did have enough space to dance and the floor was suitably sticky.

The bar was fairly busy when you arrived. Small groups of friends and couples dotted here and there shaking off the stress of the week. At first you hadn't been that interested in anyone else, you were too focused on getting in the first round of tequila shots, but when you rejoined Aerum and Seora at the table you'd found they'd been busy making friends.

"Ah, here she is! Yn, this is Renjun, Jaemin, and Jeno. Aren't they cute? They wanted to make sure I had a happy birthday!"

"You should have told me earlier, I would have bought more drinks"

"It's okay, Jaemin said the next round is on him."

You smile fondly at Aerum, noting the way the one called Renjun is quick to hold her arm and steady her after a particularly tipsy wobble. He has a cute face and short dark hair, but there is something behind the glint in his eyes and the way he confidently smiles at you all that makes you think there is more to him than meets the eye.

Seora, in contrast to Aerum’s inebriation, seems to have regained a laser like focus which she was directing solely at the one called Jaemin. He was returning the stare admirably, the corner of his cat-like mouth twitched up in amusement and challenge. Definitely a handful. You wondered who would blink first.

"Hi. I'm Jeno"

A low voice draws your attention to the guy next to you and you can't help but smile as you take him in. Jeno's dark blue/black hair falls into his eyes and when he brushes it back you notice his undercut. You can also make out the way his disheveled post-work shirt tightens over his biceps and chest. He’s broad and toned and his jawline could have been carved out of marble. Not only that, but his warm smile is very inviting. Lucky me. Just my type.

"Hi Jeno,”

You return his smile and then spare a glance back to your friends but they both seem suitably occupied. Surely they won’t miss you for a little while. You quickly down your tequila and place a hand on his firm shoulder before courage can desert you:

“Wanna dance?"

And that's how you got here: comfortably within a pair of frankly outstanding arms, enjoying the building sexual tension and toying with the idea of taking him home. You've lost track of how long you've been dancing. Thirty, forty minutes, maybe? Jeno is a good dancer: attentive, good at controling his body. You can't help but wonder how that skill would translate to the bedroom. As if he can read your mind, Jeno slides his large warm hand from your waist down to your ass and pulls you closer, until you are both swaying in unison to the music: hip to hip. His grip is firm and reassuring, encouraging you to melt into him. You catch his eye and raise an eyebrow, but he just smiles confidently back. Jeno knows you find him attractive. Hell, he is bloody gorgeous. Sure, he isn't tall, but what he lacks in height he makes up in muscle. Now he's this close you reach up and take the opportunity to run a hand lazily over his broad shoulders and up to the back of his neck, running your fingers over the baby-soft shaved hair at his nape. That's when he says it, making you giggle and sending a shiver through your core:

"You know, if you're up for it we can do more than dance. My place isn't far."

"Are you sure you have what it takes?" You press even closer, still just about moving to the music but really just thinking about how good he smells. Like warm pepper.

"Noona", his low voice tickles at your earlobe and you surpress a shudder, "I don't disappoint. I'll take care of you better than you've ever had before."

You can't help but laugh: "Confident, aren't we?"

"Come over and see."

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Thank you for reading!

#jeno x reader #nct fanfic #nct imagines #older women and younger men #nct smut #nct x female reader #ao3 anniversary #Jeno in glasses #fluff and smut #nct dream fanfiction

[gallavich-headcanon]

anon, dear, i hope you're doing good! i might be in the brain goo - still, bear with me on the being comprehensible part -, but a) you asked for headcanons and b) you're my favourite person to contemplate with, so you'll be my victim tonight-

so, i know you've said somewhere you're not a big fan of time pieces, BUT-

i've read a lot (like. A LOT.) of medieval-ish things the last couple days and spotify graced me with a shitton of ukrainian music today, and now all i can think about is this tradition they got in ukraine in july where they gather around a fire, take their loved ones by the hand, and if they stay locked while jumping over the fire they they'll have a long and happy relationship (bonus: you can do this with friends for health and good fortune, too). they have this other thing, too, where the unmarried women bind wildflowers to wreaths, then set them on a river or pond or whatever to see who'll get married soon (if your wreath flows without problems and moves a bit it's you), and their significant others try to guess which wreath is their girl's and they tryna fish it out-

and listen, listen, i KNOW it probably doesn't make much sense, and i have not thought this through 'till the end, but i need irish ian to somehow end up in ukraine and in the hands and care of mandy, who tries to teach him their ways and their language, because he's kind and sweet, too - and maybe she first hopes he's her wildcard out of her life until she gets to know he's gay? -, and somehow she gets mickey involved in her little social project and she tries very hard to make him be nice to ian, long story short, they all go to the festivities together, get a little drunk maybe and do their little traditions. while it's a rite for the women, i bet mandy'd force him to bind a wreath, still. and maybe she already knows there's something going on between him and her brother and she schemes some more to make mickey fish ian's out of the water, i don't know, my brain doesn't cooperate properly.

bonus lore- iirc they have this magic flower they set out to search at some point, too, as it's said to grant its finder some sort of power, so, just please, mickey and ian having an excuse to disappear in the woods for hours without anybody asking questions.

i only just now realised it's actually a full on au, but i'll send it over anyway, because it's juvenile and mostly lighthearted and i needed to bother someone with it. much love! thanksokaybye.

Hello my darling! My brain is also gooey possibly because it's late though. Perfect time to be your victim of choice!

Disclaimer- I don't really have anything about historical stories, it's just the homophobia of it all, you know? Like I enjoy some angst as much as the next person, but knowing they can't get married and will have to live partially in secret if not in the closet just... spoils it for me. I'm a comfort first, angst second kinda girl, but I also don't want it to be completely unrealistic. (also I need Mickey to be a southside shit talker) So I tend to skip those fics. now that that's out of the way, I'm ready for yours!

FIRST OF ALL I am a sucker for Mickey speaking Ukrainian. I really wish we got that in canon. AND IAN TRYING TO LEARN THAT FOR HIM 💔💔💔💔

they gather around a fire, take their loved ones by the hand, and if they stay locked while jumping over the fire they they'll have a long and happy relationship -> oh my god are you kidding me this sounds so fucking magical!

Okay what if Ian is like injured or something and Mandy finds him, and hides him until he can get better and Mickey is suspicious and follows her one day?

and maybe she already knows there's something going on between him and her brother and she schemes some more to make mickey fish ian's out of the water -> mmm how about yes yes and yes!!!

This is so fucking sweet. I want Ian in a flower crown Mandy made him! and maybe it's too small to his giant head and his looks funny and Mickey teases him and eventually that flower crown mysteriously finds it's way to Mickey's head. because that's what flower crowns do.

Them just walking in the forest and talking for hours. Maybe they find a job for Ian that gets them to hang out and Mickey teaches him Ukrainian?

NOSHO please send any and all AU / thoughts / headcanons always and forever!

#AU shenanigans with nosho #creepkinginc #medieval Ukrainian AU #gallavich au #gallavich #shameless

[girderednerve]

okay these are workflow notes that i made for myself! they are about making podfic

record the thing. try to do it in one go somewhere that has consistent background noise, or break it up naturally—if breaking it up as chapters, drop in a label track & mark them out. leave ten or so seconds of contiguous silence in there. remember to put the pop filter on!

immediately export completed audacity recording **pre-editing** as a flac or whatever & dump it in some kind of labeled folder on the external hard drive ("[short title] raw")

normalize to max -1 or so. noise reduction using silence sample, then apply to whole recording. if you have individual tracks in one project for some reason normalize & reduce noise separately, then combine.

sync-lock the label track

edit that sucker! correct flubs/make a final decision on multiple line reads, silence or trim out loud breathing/background sounds/weird mouth noises where possible, check for timing, adjust volume. 3 seconds of full silence at section breaks & before new chapters. save at each section break or interruption in work or suffer disappointment

export a flac when you're done ("[short title] edit")

add in sound effects or music if you're doing that, being careful to match volume; remember sync-lock & track muting. retain credit info. also this is when you should make cover art

last-pass stuff (must be done on windows to use my beloved fish fillet plugins, whose retro interface is so charming): use envelope tool if that seems appropriate after primary editing -> de-ess using spitfish (remember to toggle 'listening' off before applying) -> compress using blockfish (quick speed, high volume, low saturation). listen through a couple different chunks of audio before applying to the whole piece, because it's slow as hell.

save, export flac/s ("[full fic title as it ought to appear in metadata]") & mp3/s. archive flac/s on external hard drive.

for smaller mp3s, update ID3 to include cover art using itunes or puddletag or whatever, upload to gdrive/mega & IA (also upload cover art), update metadata as needed, proceed to ao3 post.

[do on desktop, not laptop] for larger/multipart works, chunk out mp3s as appropriate & chapter-by-chapter (we love options! we love audacity Shift+Ctrl+L!). also export chapter-by-chapter flacs with detailed metadata ("Chapter # ChTitle"), rename files fictitle1.flac etc., save into a folder together with cover art, then break out m4b-tools in terminal. command structure: m4b-tool merge -vv --jobs=6 --audio-format=m4b --audio-bitrate=96k --audio-codec=libfdk_aac --audio-channels=2 "INPUTFILEDIRECTORY" --output-file="DESKTOP/FICNAME.m4b"

upload m4b plus maybe a zipped version to gdrive/mega/IA, editing metadata as needed. time to Post

for ao3: lazily copy html from one of your other fics, remember to apply private workskin Podfic1 to work, then update all the links to go where they're actually supposed to, add notes as desired/appropriate & invite polite criticism, preview & fix errors, post!

edit file names as needed, look through remaining project files & move to HDD or delete. do not keep that huge .aup on your internal drive you will not need it

m4b-tools works great but it took me so much trial & error to figure out the command structure that works for what i wanted to do, & i couldn't initially get it to install because one of its dependencies is archived code & so not available as a package, & i couldn't figure out how to make it work with the actually live fork of mp4v2. so thank you to my beautiful girlfriend for figuring that one out. i found very little guidance online about how to make an m4b with user-friendly FOSS options (like sure okay there's someone on the archlinux forum who thinks we should all just use ffmpeg! okay dude maybe we should but i'm stupid!); there may be better ways to do this than the one i chose but i'm happy with the result.

#workflow #everyone loves a Procedure Document. absolutely Everyone. #sorry y'all & i hope everyone has gotten some time to themselves to do silly nonsense lately <3

[biillyhargroves]

don't know how you feel about them but for headcanons... chrissy and eddie would've definitely been such a sweet couple! chirssy would 110% be a slow dnd learner but she'd do it for eddie and eventually become a crucial member of the hellfire club and maybe even help him dm! she'd definitely go through his music tapes, even if she doesn't love them all, and eddie would come to every sort of game to see chrissy cheer and go to prom with her even though he thinks it's dumb just to see her smile :) okay carry on

LISTEN this is everything to me, I am so very upset that we were robbed of this adorable pairing in canon. I'm such a sucker for that whole opposites attract vibe, and their short little scenes together really showcased how powerful and sweet and wonderful that dynamic can be.

I feel like there'd be a really awkward period at the start, y'know? Because they come from different circles and are both super well known in the school for very different reasons. Chrissy would probably be ostracized; at the very least, her friends would feel weird around her. Can you imagine the sorts of things they've probably said about Eddie? They'd be shocked. And that's when she starts hanging around Hellfire, because Eddie is there and in those first days he is really the only person she feels comfortable around.

But I doubt the D&D'ers are without their own prejudices. I mean, they've likely all been picked on by Chrissy's crowd, so they feel a little wary around her. Eddie assures her that everything is going to be okay. He even stays up late with her to help her build her character (she'd be a sorcerer; I cannot explain why she just gives me that vibe) and teach her how to play. He makes up little starter campaigns for her that they do together, just the two of them, and sure she doesn't get all of it, but it's a distraction from how weird her life feels on all fronts and she loves how excited Eddie gets when he's showing her the ropes. They listen to his music and drink cheap beer and play into the night and she's honestly so, so happy.

When Eddie brings her to the club for her first official campaign, everyone still isn't quite sure of her, and that makes her nervous, which makes her mess up more than a few times. It's Dustin and Mike and Lucas who come to her defense, because they know what it feels like to be the odd ones out and they want her to feel included. Dustin specifically becomes one her fiercest advocates, because he loves Eddie and Eddie loves Chrissy, which means that Dustin loves Chrissy, too. She becomes like a big sister to him. It's all very cute.

And when Chrissy starts to settle into this new normal, she absolutely drags Eddie into school dances and volunteering him for planning committees, and while none of it is quite his thing, he loves seeing her in her element, and he wants to be there every step of the way. He starts planning Hellfire Club meetings around the sports schedules because you bet your ass he's going to be at every basketball and football game to watch her cheer. When the sound system at the homecoming dance craps out, Eddie's the one to fix it, because Chrissy's on the homecoming court and he wants to make sure that everything goes perfectly for her.

Oh, and when Eddie tells Chrissy that his number one goal is to graduate? She makes a full plan to get him in that cap and gown. We're talking study sessions, late night cramming, Saturdays in the library. She quizzes him on the ride to school and, when she helps him write D&D campaigns, she sneaks in schoolwork without him even noticing - a literary reference here, a quadratic equation there (Dustin notices and appreciates the academic tenor of the campaigns, of course, especially when Chrissy is sneaking in science facts to make sure they stick in Eddie's brain before the big test).

I COULD GO ON FOREVER, GOD WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN.

#these are my new children I have adopted them and the writers can't have them back #stranger things #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #stranger things meta #stranger things headcanons

[fishedeyelenz]

Oh fishy! That Billy and Camille mood board was…..*sighs dreamily* everything. Agh!! You just have no idea!! All of y’all!! All the billy writers and artists, the billy mutuals, I know I lurk, anonymously…not unlike how billy does, but in my mind y’all are the attic gang. My attic gang, all of us loving and bullying the attic boy, and also the wall boy….I just…aaah…perfection. Anyways, your stories are keeping me alive woof, I’ll be catching up on the latest chapters of rats in the shadows (gee I hope I got the name right lol) later when I can (life you know) and I’m losing my marbles thinking about BEAN. BILLY BEAN BILLY’S BEAN!!! And how sweetly devoted he is to his Camille and Bean!! It’s just….*sighs happily* so so sweet….all these mood boards have been cracking me up they’re so SILLY!! I keep wishing to stick a sticker of canned beans on Beans’ forehead…these dark urges smh…

Okay but yes, right right, I need to get to the actual reason for my silly little ask, okay so, how would billy be with an s/o who’s very musical? We know he loves Camille in all her drawing and painting glory, (does she paint too? I know she draws, I guess I just assumed she might’ve dabbled in paints as well, apologies if not) but what about a musical gal? My family is extremely musically inclined, we all sing and everyone plays instruments (I draw too but again, we have our answers with precious Camille! And Thank goodness, for I’d love to draw with him, or draw a mustache on him while he sleeps if nothing else) and so I always wonder if he’d like music like I do…..I very much rely on music, it helps me, and I wonder if it’d help him too! The beat of the music grounds me, I can copy and mimic almost all the specific voice of all the singers I listen to, it’s patterns that I can rely on….it’s just all very soothing and helps me be happy while also calming! It’s like….a sturdy rock. Always consistent and nice!

And so I always imagine singing with Billy, (I know he’s a terrible singer but it’d be so wonderful and fun still!) dancing with him, teaching how to tap dance, singing and humming to him while holding him and running my fingers through his hair, playing my concertina for him, playing the piano with him, making up sound games, like, me play a tune and he has to mimic it, or him make up a tune and I’ll try to play it for him, it just seems so fun! All of it! Always singing and dancing with each other!! Loud and fast when we are okay! Or softly and slow, very quiet songs when either of us need soothing or comforting….it just all seems terrible sweet to me, I’m just a sucker and have been having so much fun practicing my concertina, so I’ve just been really having this on the brain eheh (btw I feel like a little sailor with my concertina, I freaking love it aaah)

Hello!! Glad to hear from you again dear anon, I was wondering about a couple of days ago actually!! You always leave such sweet messages <333 The part about the attic gang made me giggle heheheh <333 well, if it means anything, if you ever wanna go off anon I at least will be very accepting, and I'm sure others will do. But I respect your decision to stay anonymous if that's more comfortable to you!! I hope you have a fun time reading the last few chapters, I'm quite proud of them!!

Little Beanie baby honestly deserves a little treat in the form of a sticker on her forehead. Little guy <333 Also yeah, Camille is a painter!! Shes a painting mayor actually. Hats why shes in the college, or I guess the academy she goes to. And Camille would draw a mustache on him ough <3 As for the part about a musical s/o you're pretty spot on!! Certain types of music would definitely be very grounding to him, and could help a lot with calming him down. He in general likes simple little songs I think (think Daisy Bell like in the commentary) and I do think he sings to himself to calm down!! Though he is pretty tuneless... and his singing voice is not pleasant even if he tries... though he usually sings the sing badly on purpose to entertain himself lmao. Hes like a very loud, annoying parrot in human form.

That's why he would love to have a s/o who is actually musical lol. At first it would be to annoy them honestly, ruin their flow with singing badly, mock them when they can't reach a high not and things like that. Being a little shit in general. But as time moves on he would grow to appreciate their talents more. Sometimes he would quiet down when they start playing their instrument and listen carefully, maybe even clap for them in the end if he gets exited. Sometimes his lovers would would sing him to sleep after a hard day. And he would genuinely start joining in on them when they are singing, not to make fun of them but for them to share a moment together. In fact, he would use any chance he can to sing with his s/o, sometimes asking them to join in on singing a silly little song.

One thing though, is to watch over your instrument when around him. It's very fun that you play a concertina but there's always a chance he could break it. Whether on accident from being clumsy, or in a moment when he loses control of himself and breaks everything around him, or maybe out of pettiness after an argument. Either way after the fact he would feel immensely guilty, which will send him spiraling and so on and so forth. Not a pleasant experience for either of you.

This reminds me that Bean will be a musician in the future. She will play bass and melodica and will play in a band. I wonder what else I could do with this concept in relation to Billy...

Thanks once again for sending me this ask, I always am happy to hear from you!!

#asks #billy lenz #dilf billy lenz #oc: camille #oc: bean #my writting

[julianobungus]

Could you talk about which are your absolute favorite TOH ships and why you like them? I find your takes very interesting and it's so cool that you ship so many rare pairs!

That I can do! Thanks a bunch~! I just enjoy coming up with and seeing different dynamics, and some stick more than others or just appeal to me personally.

Luzador (Luz/Alador): I like this one for a couple reasons. Firstly and superficially, I think they look hot together (y'know, big burly man and lithe petite woman), so they have nice physical chemistry. Secondly, I feel like they have pretty similar/convergent personalities, both being socially-handicapped nerds who are considered deviant and who stand out in some way. I feel like they'd bond over that. I also feel like they'd have a fair bit of shared pain as well - with Luz being ostracised for being 'weird', as well as losing her father, and Alador being emotionally abused by Odalia and feeling guilt for messing up as a father because of her.

Huntleb(Hunter/Caleb): This one may be a little out of left field, but it appeals to me too. I've been seeing a few artworks and talk of it, so that's more or less swayed me hehe. To me, Hunter and Caleb are dadson/selfcest coded, bringing in the best of both worlds and being all the spicier for it. I feel like they'd get along well, with Caleb feeling a sense of duty to protect this poor, abused young man, and Hunter projecting onto him as the closest thing he has to a father figure. Couple that with the fact that Hunter doesn't know how to healthily process and disentangle romantic and familial feelings, and how Caleb has been repressed sexually because of his religious upbringing, and you have two young men giving in to their urges.

BumpEda (Bump/Eda): Okay, so hear me out. These two were already acquaintances in canon and actually got along quite well (to a degree at least, hehe). I'd imagine that Eda confided in Bump about the curse and what was going on with her family life, so I feel like he would have been a good confidante. A good reason for strong feelings to develop. And he even kept the Owl House's location a secret! Now that they're both adults, I'd imagine they have more time and confidence to explore the feelings they have toward one another, with what was once platonic friendship becoming something romantic~

We can't forget Lunter, which is definitely up here as one of my favourites. Even in canon they get along so well! I swear to God, if Amity was out of the picture they'd get together and it'd probably work! There's also the themes and symbolism behind it - the parallels to Caleb and Evelyn for example. It's all so juicy.

Beluz makes me pretty happy too. I'm a sucker for hero/villain ships just because of an 'opposites attract' type deal. Philip/Belos is devoted to Luz, and she needs a big strong man who probably understands her better than *anyone else*, or is at least willing to understand her (same vein as Luzador then, hehe).

Guslow (Gus/Willow): So sweet it makes me sick. Classic childhood friends blossoming into sweethearts. There's only a two-year age gap so I don't really know why this is considered proship (if it even is?). They just slot so neatly together: taller buff GF and short meek boyfriend - i.e., that size difference we all crave.

Camiluz (Camila/Luz): If there was another person beside Alador, Philip, and Hunter who would truly understand Luz, it's her own mother. Despite her mistakes, Camila thinks the world of her Mija and wants her to be as comfy as possible. I like to imagine that they discovered their feelings for each other after Luz came home, and have both just accepted the fact that they're now mother-daughter-girlfriends! Despite how much happier they are together, they feel a little bit of shame because they wonder what Manny would have thought of it.

Belunter (Luz/Hunter/Belos): Listen. Belos loves these two so much. They both remind him of Caleb and one of them is a beautiful human girl. He cherishes them even if they don't feel the same way. While you can definitely ponder the darker/dead-dove aspects this would all imply (of which there are aplenty), I'm a sensitive wee soul so I tend to focus on the soft stuff (with only some aspects of DD). I'm still formulating in my head the proper dynamics to fit these three, but trust me: they have all the more reason to love each other. Hunter was raised by him and has an unhealthy view on relationships; Luz has been ostracised for much of her life and is desperate for the company of those who understand and sympathise with her, and Belos? He's obsessed with them.

Lastly, I've recently been thinking of Amity/Edric. Writing those headcanons for them earlier (thanks to the anon who suggested them, btw) has made me a little gaga over them. It's a new and interesting idea/dynamic to me~!

#proship #anti anti #proshippers please interact #proshipper #proship safe #proshipping

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hello, can i have a haikyuu match-up, please?! 💕 I hate my real name, so I go by Des lol, I use her/she pronouns, I'm a straight girl, I'm a taurus & a estp

Appearance wise, I'm pretty tall for a girl. I think I'm like 5'10 ". I have dark brown eyes & naturally curly & long dark brown hair, but I dye my hair unnatural colors pretty often, I have a slim figure & tan skin, I'm of mixed ethnicity.

When it comes to personality, I'm kinda shy & soft-spoken at first, but if you're around me long, you'll see how awkward & kinda strange I am,

I'm really playful sometimes in a cute & bubbly way other times in a spontaneous & mischievous sort of way, I've been told I'm pretty funny

I'm really curious, I love talking about things that interest me & learning about things that interest others, I'm always asking questions

I speak my mind & I'm emotionally honest, sometimes lil too direct for others, but I try to be a more tactful

I'm independent & can be pretty stubborn. I'm not a big fan of authority or being told things, I can also be a little competitive

I'm pretty artistic. My hobbies consist of mainly creative disciplines & art is something I'm really passionate about. I love talking about it & just being around creativity in general

I'm very adaptable. I'm the kind of person who doesn't take themselves too seriously & can be friends with whoever, you just have to get over my detached exterior lol

My hobbies include dance, I love dance, and it's something I want to do professionally, I love to draw & and sew. I actually make my own clothes, love to read, I always have a book on me & i hang out at libraries a lot, I love cooking, but there's a 50% chance it won't taste good (lol. I'm still learning) I like physical & sporty stuff too, I skateboard, I play soccer & volleyball, tennis & and I do motocross. I also have a suckered adrenaline pump activities like skydiving & trampoline parks, & laser tag, I'm also a huge gamer

Hi Des! Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchup!

In Haikyuu, I match you with...

Asahi is definitely your best match in Haikyuu! You're similar enough that you get along easily while being different enough that you bring out the best in each other.

Greatly values your emotional honesty. Asahi can tend to overthink sometimes so if you tell him how you're feeling, he won't have to worry so much about you not being happy with an aspect of your relationship.

Asahi has a reputation as a scary person so if people don't know you two particularly well, they'll worry that he's pressured you into a relationship. More than one elderly lady has come up to you asking if you're okay.

The reality couldn't be further from the truth and as soon as people get to know you both better, they see what a great couple you are.

You and Noya would also be really close but I think you'd be better friends than romantic partners. He sometimes tags along on what are meant to be dates. Neither you or Asahi mind though; he brings a certain level of chaos that can liven up any situation.

Loves listening to you talk about your hobbies. He thinks you're amazing when you're deep in thought or conversation regarding things you're passionate.

Asahi also loves watching you work on your latest artistic projects. He might have a go at painting or drawing alongside you but for the most part, he'll leave it up to you.

I see Asahi as someone who is pretty good at cooking so he'd love to have cooking dates with you. You'll both pick out a recipe and work on it together. You've so far had a pretty good success rate!

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #asahi azumane