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tiyoin · 1 year
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♡ 🐰 wait, you’re a girl?! ✩ೃ°
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synopsis ───◌  where the twst guys find out the ramshackle perfects secret
characters ┈┈◌ jack howl ♡ leona kingscholar ♡ ruggie bucchi
cw ──♡⃝ cursing, leona’s overblot, ruggie basically black mailing reader 😭, questionable bonus,
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𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐥
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ first impression ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
You smelt sweet. Yeah, that’s a weird thing to say but it’s true. When you walked past him in the hallways, he noticed this… sweet, almost refreshing scent that softly entered his nose.  
Now he isn’t saying he doesn't like it, but he is saying that it’s odd for a guy to have such a dainty smell, and Jack's a smart guy. So he has 2 possible hypotheses of why you smell like that.  
You're from another world and things might be different there
You're a weirdo and he should avoid you at all costs
So if you see Jack eyeing you, or just tensing up around you, just know you made his radar. 
Whoops🤷🏻
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ how he found out ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
He reluctantly became your friend, let's get that clear. After the spell-drive incident, he couldn't seem to shake you, tweedle dee, and tweedle dum off his back. So there you three stayed like leeches. 
It was only when Ace and Deuce got those anemone things on their heads that Jack truly joined your band of misfits. But that's not the point. 
The moment when he found out about your little secret was when you were both hiding under Azul’s desk after trying to get to the contracts. You were squished up against either side of the dark oak deck when Jack couldn’t stop thinking about how unnaturally short you were. I mean, hey he doesn't judge, Heartslabyul’s dorm leader is short and Jack respects him. But he never noticed it until now, with his thigh completely overwhelming yours in both size and mass.
Or maybe he’s never noticed how small your hands are? Must come with the size he guessed. But the one thing that truly bothered him was your face, it was soft and delicate, so much chubbier and fuller than any guy he’s seen… and your smell… it almost reminds him of…
His eyes shot open as the door to Azul’s office opened. 
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ the confrontation ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
It’s been weird lately. Besides the fact that Ace and Deuce are busy working slaving away at the Monstro, Jack has also started to act more… like Jack around you. Always hovering, carrying things, and nagging. Nag nag nag nag! ‘Y/n don't do this, y/n don't do that, y/n you'll get hurt, don't go in there it's dangerous!’ He was treating you like a damsel in distress when Ace and Deuce were the real ones. 
Yet here he is babying you while treating them like normal! It’s gotten so bad that those two plus Grim started raising eyebrows whenever Jack did something for you. 
So you decided to do what all smart people do; confront him. 
So you do. 
You pull him from his track practice and bring him under one of the trees that acts as shade for the runners whenever they're about to pass out from heat exhaustion. 
Of course, you were trying to think about the correct way to go about this, because being in a school full of boys, especially teenage boys in mid-puberty, you had to learn to pick your words carefully. 
“Why have you been acting weird lately?”
Great start. 
Jack denies it, claiming this is how he treats all his friends, yet when you peek behind him to his low swinging tail, and back up to his cherry-sprinkled face, you know you’ve caught him in the act. 
You sighed, running a hand through your hair to try and claim even a little of your nerves. “You know, don't you?”
He was silent before he spoke. “I do”
You bit your lip, the two of you unable to keep eye contact any longer due to the embarrassment of the whole situation. There was a pause, yet none of you said something. You both just let the cool autumn breeze cool your nerves before you spoke. Yet Jack beat you to it. 
“I know you're wondering when I found out…” You nodded hesitantly. “Well, I’ve had my suspicions the first time I met you-“
“Was it my height?” You asked, but Jack quickly dismissed your guess which sidetracked him to commemorate Riddle and a kid named Epel. 
“They’re both short but respectable, hard-working guys. So I thought the same about you. Being a magicless human in a school full of aspiring magicians can be hard, especially with no family or friends to back you up. Though I'll admit, at first I pegged you as a fool looking for trouble more than respectable- until the spell-drive tournament that is.” He added on quickly, not wanting to increase the raise in your brow. 
“But I found out when we were in Azul’s office… I never noticed how soft you were. How… squishy you were”
You snorted “Squishy?” You repeated, causing the light flush on his cheeks to worsen. “Hey, this is embarrassing enough as it is! Just- let me finish talking alright!” He growled. Though that didn’t scare you as you kept silently laughing at his unusual choice of wording. 
“Only then did it click for me that you were a girl.”
You nodded thoughtfully, looking up at the half-naked tree, a leaf fell and fluttered to the ground, before another leaf followed, and another, and another. 
Yet kept your eyes on the tree, on the leaves as you kept thinking about everything he just told you. 
“I’ll keep your secret you would like me to, and I apologize for how I’ve been treating you…”
Your eyes were still on the tree “But?”
“But.” He completed staring at you despite the far-away look you had. “I won't change how I’ve been treating you these past couple of weeks.”
Your eyes waivered to his as a cautious tone of curiosity laced your tone. “And why is that?”
“Because” He breathed in, searching for the right words to say, searching for the proper way to say the undeniable fact in a way that won't drive you away, or make you laugh. 
“You’re not from here, you have no family or background, no nothing. You're not a beastman, let alone have magic. So there’s no way for you to protect yourself in an all-boys school. It isn't safe for you. If I know you're a girl the others will figure it out too, and where will that leave you? What will happen if the wrong people; Azul, find out? If we weren't friends” He made a face while saying it, like the word was foreign to him “I wouldn’t be doing this. But you are, so you can't stop me.”
“Jack for crying out loud! I’ve dealt with two house warden’s overblots! I can handle a few horny guys!”
He sighed, and his ears twitched. “You can’t change my mind.” That was all he said before he walked away. 
Achievement unlocked! You just gained a wolf bodyguard!
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ what happened after? ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
You’ve gained a shadow is what happens next. Jack is practically all over you to the point where Grim and the Aduece combo felt a wee bit threatened. Claiming that he better not be trying to steal you away. But it’s fine, you’re actually kind of grateful (though you’d never admit it out loud)
People aren’t giving you scrutinizing looks or curious gazes anymore, instead, they're trying to avoid your gaze in fear of the brooding cc 6-foot buff freshman that follows you. 
He has calmed down a bit, having someone consider your opinion was nice for a change. You carry your own stuff and take care of your own problems, unless it’s on a top shelf he can easily reach. 
Sometimes you both brainstorm ways to mask your scent so you don't attract any eyes and noses. And the solution was scent blockers, usually reserved for female beastmen's heat. You were deemed the acceptance  (Those things are like fucking horse tranquilizers)
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𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ first impression ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
Who? All he knew was that you were probably gonna mess up his peaceful school life. If being from another world didn't make that evident, then you and your pussycat almost burning down the joint did. 
He was already getting a headache from all the new scents and loud chatter, so he just wanted to go back to his dorm where his Egypt cotton-laced mistress was waiting. 
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ how he found out  ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
He would make it seem like he found out all on his own, but in reality, he overheard you say it yourself. Well, not outright yourself, but it was in an awkward- oh sevens that doesn't even cover the severity of how embarrassing the conversation was. 
Jack’s mom somehow found out about your little secret (looks at Jack) 
note, he slipped up when going on break, how might you ask? He forgot to shower and wash his clothes so when his mom confronted him about the new smell 👀 all he could do was curse silently under his breath.
yes there are scent blockers but c'mon, how effective can those things be all the time  
Anyways! His mother created a feminine hygiene care package for you! Packed full of feminine hygienic products, deodorants, and razors, albeit a bit cheap but you couldn't complain. 
Back to Leona, Ruggie had begged (bribed) him to at least do some of his house warden duties, like for example; making sure everyone got back safely from break, and that they were situated in their dorms. And after a hard day's work, he was on his way back to his dorm for some shut-eye when he heard a high-pitched squeal, one that made his ears twitch angrily.
Jack. 
He had already checked in with the freshman and assumed he just had a girlish scream despite his masculine appearance. 
“Oh my god Jack I love you so much!”
Leona’s head snapped towards the freshman’s door because what the fuck was that??
Girls weren’t allowed on campus, let alone in dorm rooms. 
Leona groaned, a gloved hand sliding down his face as he groaned again, deeper. Great. More work for him. It was too much work to get Crowley involved so he’ll just warn Jack, sternly. 
He did have to give kudos to the young freshman, because the last time someone tried bringing their girlfriend in, they were caught at the magic mirror and given detention. Of course, Jack could be given the same treatment, but he was feeling oddly generous… He stopped thinking as a slimy feeling crept up his back. 
As previously stated, Leona has amazing hearing, if not the best hearing in the school- and he takes pride in that, he really, truly does. 
Another thing Leona took pride in; he was hard to surprise. His aloof personality cracks for no one. Sure, there may be a quick eye raise, or maybe even a slight pause if he's talking. Other than that, nothing. Zip, zilch, nada, nothing. 
So when Leona was surprised to the point where he whipped his head back towards the freshman’s door again, he was glad no one was there. Especially Ruggie.  
“Y/N please be a little quieter, someone could be outside!”
All else was unimportant as Leona stood outside the door, frozen, hand just about to land on the door before it fell limply to his side. 
There was a few seconds' pause before he backed away and slowly slinked back to his room to process what he just found out. 
(He was conflicted because a girl helped stop 3 overblots. 
But then again, Faerina’s wife could get him out of his room…)
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ the confrontation ⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
You were in the botanical gardens helping Crewel pick rare plants for next class. It was a nice arrangement if you do say so yourself; help Crewel prepare for class, grade papers and get alone time to study for your worst subject. 
So the chance to explore the gardens after staying in stuffy classrooms all day was a Hail Mary for you. 
Until you stepped on a snake. 
Shrieking like a banshee, you heard the snake protest as it darted into the bush. Scrambling a few feet away, you kept your eyes locked onto the bush, waiting for the snake to fly out and exact its revenge. 
That would have been the better scenario anyways. Instead, you were met with a towering lion beastman, tail in hand and his ears in flight mode. 
Shit. It was Jack’s house warden. Leona. 
After hearing horror stories, you knew no matter how low you bowed or how profusely you apologized, you were royally screwed. 
“Oi, I’d watch where you're going if I were you” He stepped closer. “Cause you don't know what someone could do to a herbivore like you” He stepped closer as you took a step backward. 
“So small and soft… not an ounce of muscle on ya. Makes one think if you're even a guy at all” He forced you to look up like he was challenging you not to. 
“I’m not a girl!” your eyes widened in horror as his smirk deepened. 
Uh oh. Voice crack. 
Yeah puberty, and all, but you were well past the age of voice cracks. 
“You should really keep your voice down” he whispered, leaning in on you. His breath rustled your hair which tickled your ear sending a sharp shiver up your spine and to your brain, sending it into a red alert. It was a whole chain reaction just from his breath. You haven't felt this pathetic in a while. 
“As you never know who could be listening”
And with that, he walked away. 
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ what happened after? ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
Nothing. Literally nothing. 
You were skittish around him, anxious about the thought of him spilling your secret to the whole school. But little did you know, Leona did not care. Not in the slightest. At most, he's probably impressed. 
I mean with 3 overblots under your belt, you were fine. So there’s no need for him to keep an eye out on you. Nope, none at all. 
It’s all the same, as you and Leona barely interacted before so why would that change now? You already got a bodyguard, and who was he to impose his morals on you? 
…yet that doesn't stop his sharp gaze from following you whenever you crossed paths. 
Where he was from, girls were fierce, dominant, and controlling, a perfect example of that was his sister-in-law. And of course, he knew not every girl was like that, as not everywhere has the same traditions as the sunset savanna. But you were a magicless girl in an all-boys school. And that didn't sit right with him. (No matter how much he tried to ignore it)
He’s basically your convenient savior, popping up if Jack isn't around and claiming he was napping there and you were disturbing him. 
Don’t be surprised when there's an unmarked package on your steps filled with a few months supply of premium scent blockers. And don't bother confronting Leona cause he’ll deny it. 
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𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ first impression ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
Yawn, just another extra. 
He met you during the spell drive arc when you stopped him from pushing Trey down the stairs. You smelt nice, was all he remembered before scampering away. But as nice as you smelt you made him nervous and he couldn’t understand why. 
I mean, he injured heartsbyul's vice house warden, he’s stolen from men thrice his size, and he’s friends with Leona for crying out loud! All of this would make one think he had balls of steel and answered to no one.
Except for Leona.... and his grandma of course… Well I mean, sometimes his sisters too but that's it! Really!
Women in the Savannah scare the shit out of him, all strong, dominant and all that junk made him shiver.
Ruggie is observant. So the fact that you could inflict the same kind of caution women give him... Strange. He’ll have to keep an eye on you. 
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ how he found out ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹
Hehehhehehehehhe
Unfortunately for Ruggie, he's going to be a victim to a trope, sorry not sorry.  During Leona’s overblot your legs were shackled in the sand, unable to move, and unable to flee from the stalking lion. 
It was just the 3 of you, the rest of your friends outside the swirling sand tornado, standing there helplessly. 
Foolish herbivore was all Ruggie could think as you clawed up your ankles, feverishly looking between the house warden and your trapped feet. 
Your eyes were wide with fear. 
Oh. 
An epiphany. 
You reminded him of him, that's why he felt uncomfortable with you. You reminded him of a younger, scrawnier self. One that did anything and everything to survive, one that had to conserve food and the little money he had so he could've able to live. One that had nobody but his grandma and a few siblings.
Just a boy from the slums living off of stolen leftovers. Covered in rags, dirt, and bruises. A boy who hoped, dreamed, and prayed for a way out. 
A boy whom you shared those same hopeless shimmering eyes with.  
Fuck.
Ruggie didn’t know what he should do. Well, he lied, he did but he didn't know if he should do it. But as Leona hit the 10-meter mark Ruggie made a break for it 
His legs carried him as fast as the sand would let him, and endless curses spilled from his lips as he saw Leona’s head turn in his direction. Shouting something, he threw a scalding hot gust of sand his way. Gritting his teeth as the searing grains of sand were pelted at him He kept repeating to himself: It was better than someone dying. 
He didn't know why he chose to voluntarily go back into the jaws of death; he barely escaped thanks to Riddle.
Maybe it was those damned eyes of yours. 
Tackling you onto the sand dome, you both just missed death's door as you both grunted at the sagging impact. 
As much as you're both grateful for skating by the sandstorm, that couldn't bring attention away from the uh… obvious cushion. 
“ Y-you're a girl!?”
“Not the time Ruggie!”
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ the confrontation ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
Basically a cat and mouse game. You spot Ruggie in the cafeteria, and Ruggie creates a clever way to lose you, may it be a crowd of people, laugh with me, or a ‘happy little accident’. He wants nothing to do with you so if you would just leave him alone that’d be great. 
But of course you keep persisting, and eventually you catch up with him and corner him in the hallway. 
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“Good morning to you, too perfect. If you would excuse me, I have to get Leona's homework from Trein, then do my own. So I really don't have a lot of time-“
“Then I’ll join you “ You smiled, grabbing his jacket sleeve before walking towards Trein’s room. It was foolish of you to assume it would be that easy, he’s a sneaky hyena after all. 
Retracting his arms from his jacket, he expertly shimmied out of it like an octopus from a jar. He smiled as you turned around glaring at him, his jacket dangling from your clenched fist. 
“Sorry, perfect, but I’d rather not have this talk” He shrugged before walking away. He was free, the sunlight spilled through the dirtied glass windows and onto the walkway of the hallway, highlighting his path to freedom. 
“Not so fast Ruggie Bucchi! You get back here!” 
And just like that the gates to heaven closed and he was dragged back down to earth. “Shit” He whispered, already starting into a sprint as he heard you thundering footsteps behind him. He felt like Jack from Jack and the Beanstalk, only he was Jack running away from the giant (you) who's ready to eat him alive for stealing his golden goose. (Over exaggeration, you just wanted to talk)
With lingering people in the hallways, he was able to disappear a few times, or purposely put them in your way. Yet each and every time you found him. No matter how hard he tried to lose you, you caught up. What was this a horror movie?
Finally, the hallway ended and he was trapped with no escape. You were stalking towards him, like a predator who had just found its prey. 
“Ruggie I just want to talk” You put your hands up in surrender. “That’s it. I want to talk about what happened during Leona’s over blot”
Ruggie wanted to smack himself. God was he stupid. Not even once had he considered using ‘laugh with me on you’. Why? He wasnt sure himself. There were a few theories that popped through his head, but he had no time to entertain them as you were less than 2 meters away. 
“Oh, real mature ruggie”
He let out the breath he was holding, the clatter of the lockers was heard as he straightened himself up. Rubbing the ‘dust’ from his knees he just looked at you. As he started to make his way towards you. 
You couldn't read him. Did he have a face of relief, conflict, worry? You weren't sure. But when he passed you in your frozen state, all he said was:
“You really think I’d tell people? Really think that low of me huh” It was rhetorical.
By the time he was far away into the hallway, you were unfrozen. Stumbling a bit as you turned to him still walking. “Though my silence comes with a price!”
Ugh great. At this point you’d rather have him tell people
⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨ what happens next? ୧⠀︶︶︶ ⊹ 
I wanna say he’d tease you but I mean… woman…  No, he isn’t afraid of you! He knows you’re not going to be as rough or intense as the ladies back home, as you’re no beast-man, especially not a hyena beastman. 
So there’s going to be a bit of distance between you 2. I mean, there already was to begin with, cause he never met you or talked to you before the spell drive tournament situation.
But after that, he’ll probably mess with you a bit. Not a lot like how he would with others, but a good enough amount to where you interact weekly. Like he’ll cut you in line with a cheeky smile, or he’ll pluck a particular sandwich out of your hand and hide among the masses as you (grim) yell out curses. 
He will use your situation against you ngl. He would shamelessly dangle it over your face in exchange for something, mainly food. 
But I know he wouldn't do anything too callous or too mean.
Though he does keep the promise of ‘silence coming with a price’ and usually that price is an extra pair of hands or food. So now you've got 3 mouths to feed. Great. 
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𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔! I originally wrote this for Jack but I thought it was too ooc. Then I thought about Leona but then realized he would only do this in fanon.
Your back was slammed against a tree, Jack hovering over you as you struggled in his grip. His hand encased both of yours while his other gripped your hip, keeping you flat against the tree. His leg was bent awkwardly, pinning you against the tree at an angle that should make him fall, but he didn't. No matter how hard you tried, the leg that kept him braced didn’t budge. Not even an inch. 
“Try to escape” Was all he said through your struggling and wiggling. Yet no matter how hard you tried pushing, shoving, kicking, or flailing away from him- nothing worked. You were stuck. Never once did he stop looking at you; through you as you grew more and more desperate to prove yourself. 
But he was a wolf beastman, and you were a teenage girl. 
And soon, as expected, your struggling slowly stopped, eyes downcast as you laid there, still, in his arms before he set you down. 
Your hands rushed up over your chest as you struggled to understand the situation, to understand why he did that. 
“I’m only a freshman” he spoke quietly “I don’t even have control of my magic yet, just think about what other guys would do if they found out. So please” You looked up at him, lashes heavy with locked in tears. His face was soft, gentle even which only confused your heart more.
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luna-andra · 6 months
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Domesticated!König Headcanons: Meeting the future In-Laws ✨
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Image: @Skavod29 on Twitter (Source)
I was floored by how much attention my first headcanon post got. Y'all had me fucking emotional and I am so happy it's something people actually like. It keeps me coming back to post more of my silly little ideas. Forever grateful for your support! ❤️
I also need to reiterate that my blog/posts are 18+ so MDNI, this one has some NSFW bonus HCS 💋
If you missed the first one, here :) StepDad!Konig is here!
I got other stuff! Masterlist pinned on my blog
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When you decided it was time for your parents and König to meet, you were tempted to slip a Xanax into his morning coffee. It is not like he hasn’t said a polite hello and a few words over the phone or when you facetime them, but now he was finally meeting them in person. You’ve seen him more calm talking to two- and three-star generals than this, the kinds of things that rattled your nerves.
You swore he changed attire more times than you did. The sight of him re-rolling his sleeves on his button up shirt made you intervene before he undid them all over again. He paused when your hands held his, then flicked his azure eyes up to you. “They’re gonna love you, my king.” Your gentle smile and comforting words got through to him.
They welcomed you and the mystery man with open arms at their front door. Mom never knew how to keep her thoughts to herself, but she really did mean well. Of course, the first thing they all notice is how König has to duck under their doorway to come inside. “You weren’t lying when you said he was tall,” mom said. You gave her a warning look followed up with an apologetic smile to König. He managed to chuckle it off, it was nothing new for him. It did make him curious about what else you’ve said to your mom about the two of you.
You gave König a tour of your childhood home, nearly having to pry him from the wall of photos of you and your family. He had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face of the little timeline displayed in pretty frames; your first elementary school photo, a photo of you in a boy/girl scouts uniform, another of you during extra-curricular activities (band/orchestra, JROTC, sports, theater, robotics team, etc.), a prom photo with you and old friends, and lastly your high school graduation picture. König wanted a copy of one of them to keep in his wallet, mom promised to get him one behind your back.
König's field day got better when you showed him your childhood bedroom. Depending on how you last had it decorated, you were either low key bashful or regretting even showing him. It was like traveling back in time for him, giving him a glimpse of the kid and teen, you used to be. A chance to fall in love with every facet of you.
He was getting more comfortable when he found out your dad wasn’t out to get him as much as he thought. They ended up sitting in the living room, talking about a topic after your dad played twenty questions to figure him out. Something either about guns, hunting, hiking, fishing, blue-collar work, and if your dad is a veteran, they got along faster than you could imagine. You and mom caught up in the kitchen as you helped her finish up with cooking and setting the table.
If you have siblings, they showed up in the nick of time before dinner, to share embarrassing stories of you when you were a kid, or the stories you all waited to tell when you all were adults to avoid from getting in trouble. König watched and listened as you got more animated with laughter. Loving every second of this. He had a handful of memories he could count on his hand that were of happier times, but your memories became his favorite ones.
Everyone pestered the two of you for the story of how you met. And since you’ve been doing most of the talking, you looked to König to tell the tale. Your eyes never left him as he started the story from his point of view, recollecting the moment he saw you and how he was trying to come up with an excuse to try and talk to you. It donned on you that this was the first time you were hearing the way he saw you. “And now we’re here,” he concluded, looking over to you with a grin and a touch to your hand underneath the table.
NSFW Bonus:
König couldn’t stop thinking about taking you in your childhood room, nearly fantasizing what it would’ve been like if the two of you met as teens/younger adults. Indulging in the idea of sneaking into your bedroom window or standing outside with a boombox in 80s/90s style fashion.
Of course, your parents offered you to stay with them, not wanting you to have to rent a hotel room or travel back (depending on how far away you lived from them), so the later the night got, the more distracted König became with fulfilling his dirty thoughts.
It was just like the old days, having you home and hearing the music coming from your speakers when someone passed by the doorway. You were just showing König your CD collection, right?
It definitely wasn’t because you were trying to muffle your moans and screams as he pounded you into that fucking mattress. Making you a drooling and brainless mess under his rutting hips. He kept praising you for taking him so well and for being so quiet like the good little fuck thing you were, making it harder not to cum so fast. Secretly, this was your fantasy too, and you wanted it to last a little longer than the 10 minutes of foreplay and fucking you had already endured.
Likes & reblogs are always appreciated! Stay tuned for more to this unexpected series! Asks are opened for requests & ideas for others.
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heartbreakfeelsogood · 2 months
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#op
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gremlingottoosilly · 2 months
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Ok hear me out… in regards to alt reader vs housewife reader…
¿Por qué no los dos?
Alt reader who is ALSO a cute little housewife? Lil cutie patootie in an apron and a pretty little dress, making a big hearty dinner for the big boy, giving him big fat kisses and scolding him for getting his boots on her clean floor…
And her BRIGHT colored hair is PERFECTLY insane, her black lipstick is FLAWLESS, piercings PRISTINE and SHINY, tattoos MOISTURIZED etc.
Bonus points if we can combine them! Combat boots and fishnets under her baby blue dress, tattoos on full display, her little apron is printed with bats and spiders, her piercings maybe match her wedding ring- I can HEAR König crying out for mercy
(Anyways hi I’m Shay nice to meet you how are you today this is my first ask I’m sending you I adore you🥴👀🦭)
Oh no! Good boy, normal family traditional boy Konig is getting his punk awakening in the deep of his mid-age crisis. He for real thought you were two different people at first - with your piercings and your raw taste in music, with all the tattoos and eyeliner and the amount of makeup on your eyes that makes him wonder if you do facepaint camouflage too...and then your adorable voice and your soft demeanor - you just act so innocent, so adorable. You probably meet when you were working in the coffee shop near KorTac HQ, your pleasant actions make him rethink a good chuck of his life. This man was dead set on either dying alone or meeting some good, vanilla girl who would eventually leave him because of his fucked up personality - but god, aren't you fucked up too. He just loves to spoil you with everything he can get you - which is a lot, considering how expensive some of the alternative fashion brands are, and how much good, quality eyeliner you spend every day. This guy is already ordering you custom gothic rings and collectors edition of CD for your favorite music band - and even though his tastes are outdated and as ancient, as he is, he would try to listen to everything you like. When you ask to but you more cute stuff, he is in heaven. He can go back home to a girl that can rock crazy makeup AND cute flowy dress?? And she likes him, and she is good at listening, and she allows him to spoil her like a princess?? Did he actually die on the missions, and this is his perfect afterlife??
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linghxr · 3 months
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My 2023 in Mandopop/Chinese music (update & recs)
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It’s been too long since I last shared some music recommendations/updates on what I’m listening to! Admittedly, I haven’t been discovering as many new artists because I’m busy listening to 薛之谦 on repeat. But we'll focus on the new.
You can check out my Spotify playlist featuring these songs (plus bonus ones). In addition, I’ve included YouTube links below.
五月天 / Mayday 五月天 is a legendary band, so of course I knew of them and had heard a few of their songs over the years. But I never proactively sought out their music until recently. I still haven’t had time to dive into their back catalog, but I’ve already found some songs I really love.
《我又初恋了》 I actually really didn’t like this song the first time I heard it, but it wormed its way into my brain. It’s just a lot of fun! Non-serious songs can be good too.
《转眼》 My favorite 五月天 song <3. I’m probably too young to fully appreciate the lyrics, but they make me feel so nostalgic and bittersweet, like transitioning to a new chapter of life and leaving the old behind.
《因为你 所以我》 This song didn’t stand out to me at first, but it grew on me! I caught myself humming it a lot. It‘s kind of corny, but it sounds so full of hope.
陈奕迅 / Eason Chan I first started listening to 陈奕迅 a couple years ago after my Album a Day August challenge, but I’ve found that his music has grown on me over time. I believe I’ve only mentioned him once before, so I thought now was a good time to highlight my favorite of his songs.
《之外》 This is probably my favorite 陈奕迅 song. The lyrics convey a sense of hopelessness, but the overall song has a smooth, light sound.
《娱乐天空》 You know a song is good when it’s over 6 minutes long but feels like it flies by! It makes me want to get up, get moving, and be productive.
《烟味》 This song is dramatic, and I love it for that. Also has a hint of orchestral flavor.
《淘汰》 One of 陈奕迅’s most well-known songs—for a good reason. It has big Cpop ballad vibes but is definitely livelier.
白举纲 / Bai Jugang You’re going to notice several mentions of 披荆斩棘 in this post. That’s where I “met” 白举纲. I instantly liked his voice and loved seeing him with his “brother” 高瀚宇 and “dad” 张晋! You may also see his music under his English name, Pax Congo.
《被动失控》 This is the only song on the list you could headbang to.
《Shy Boy》 I love this song because it’s cute and includes a children’s rhyme that I learned as a kid: 找啊找啊找朋友 找到一个好朋友.
苏诗丁 / Su Shiding At some point last year I did a one-month free trial of Apple Music. It was an interesting experience because the recommendations were very different from what Spotify tends to show me. I’m glad Apple Music led me to 苏诗丁!
《LUCIFER(傲慢宗罪)》 All I can say is that this song exudes coolness and confidence. It also has a fair bit of English, but honestly I had to look up the lyrics to tell what some of it was.
《梦幻病》 This song is from the same album. It’s dreamlike but gets more frantic as it builds. Overall, it’s just a bit…unsettling.
队长 / Young Captain I learned about 队长 from a random post on Instagram about his concert in Malaysia. I think these songs might have gone viral on 抖音 or something. I was surprised I liked them so much because they both have some rap (I’m not a rap fan), but it was love at first listen.
《11》 I love how this song builds towards the end. I spend the whole song waiting for the crescendo, and it’s great payoff.
《楼顶上的小斑鸠》 This song is like the slightly mellower sibling of the one above. But I ended up liking this one even more.
金志文 / Jin Zhiwen 金志文 was another artist who Apple Music recommended to me. I definitely need to explore his discography more but haven’t had the chance to do so yet. But he has some good stuff so far!
《自娱自乐》 Smooth and relaxing but in a fun way. Simple and no-frills but will put a smile on your face!
《远走高飞》 This one feels like enjoying the breeze on a beautiful sunny day. I also enjoy the duet with 徐佳莹 version.
163braces 163braces started out as a YouTuber posting song covers. I have watched a couple of her covers, but they didn’t leave much of an impression on me. I was pleasantly surprised by her foray into original music. I look forward to hearing what she does next!
《控制》 The song I would want as my “soundtrack” if I were a video game character. It’s energetic and loud.
《murmur》 Honestly this song is pretty similar to the first one. Sometimes I have trouble distinguishing them. But hey, if ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
小鬼 / Lil Ghost 小鬼 did what I can best describe as “pulling an MGK” by going from more rap to kinda pop-punk? That MGK album was my guilty pleasure when in came out, so I’m all for 小鬼’s new direction.
《Last Day》 This song really gave me MGK vibes. It’s about half in English, but I often don't even notice when he switches between languages.
《不良少年》 I just know I would have loved this song so much in high school. It’s an angsty teen anthem. 
《为明天写封信》 I can totally imagine this song playing at the end of a 2000s teen movie! Maybe while showing a montage of the main characters graduating.
《无所求必满载而归》 by 陈粒 / Chen Li This is technically cheating because I have recommended 陈粒 songs before, but it was at least a couple years ago. I heard this song covered on 披荆斩棘的哥哥 and immediately looked up the original. Honestly I should have known it was a 陈粒 song because you can totally tell it’s her style.
《轻红》 by 曹杨 / Young I keep coming back to this song! It’s from a drama soundtrack. I was super surprised the first time I listened to it because I thought it was going to be a typical ballad based on the first ~45 seconds or so—it wasn’t. There is also another version by 陈雪燃 (the king of cdrama OSTs). But I actually prefer the 曹杨 version.
《时光机》 by 吴克群 / Kenji Wu I was introduced to 吴克群 via 披荆斩棘2. He was instantly one of my favorite contestants after his team’s amazing 《新地球》 performance (check it out). This song is bouncy and a little dreamy. I kinda want to hear a remix with Harry Styles’ As It Was. I just wish it were longer than 3 minutes!
My Spotify Wrapped
I have a tradition of sharing my Spotify Wrapped, and I wanted to continue the streak in some form. So here's a quick rundown.
Top genre: 华语流行音乐 Representative city: Taipei Minutes: 21,750
Top artists
薛之谦 / Xue Zhiqian
林宥嘉 / Yoga Lin
五月天 / Mayday
李荣浩 / Li Ronghao
陈奕迅 / Eason Chan 
Top songs
《木偶人》 - 薛之谦
《狐狸》 - 薛之谦
《骆驼》 - 薛之谦
《转眼》 - 五月天
《后来的我们》 - 五月天
Also, fellow Mandopop fans should check out the Mando Gap newsletter. I stumbled upon it this year, and I know it’s going to be a great resource for discovering new artists in 2024!
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nikethestatue · 12 days
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Chaotic Reading of the Azriel Bonus Chapter
So I meant to do this a while back, but just never got to it. Made my BF read Azriel's bonus chapter and the HOFAS bonus chapter.
(He knows names of characters--Elain, Azriel, Cassian and Nesta. He doesn't know who Gwyn is. He is generally only interested in Cassian, because 'he is strong and handsome' and looks like him. Doesn't exactly know who Rhys is, but knows the name and knows that he is in charge. Also he calls Rhys 'the main wizard'. For some reason he thinks that Fae are wizards. So here you go.)
Recorded reactions:
Oh, he depressed. Why? He didn't like his Solstice gifts?
Cassian is pounding Nesta, isn't he?
Oh, there she is! Who is she? Oh Elain! Hi pretty girl! Emo boi is into her for sure.
Is she into him? Because why? He is kind of boring. Is Cassian a one woman man?
Ohhh, he wants to tap that!
Oh, he really wants to tap that!
What the hell kinda weird gift is this? Babe (this is directed at me), don't give me ear plugs for Christmas.
Eat that pussy bruh!
Is he gonna bite her? he should bite her!
It's a cute gift. He could've gone a little flashier though. Maybe throw in a diamond and a ruby.
Oh, look, she is offering it on a silver platter!
Wait, why is this guy here?
Wait? he is not gonna eat that pussy?
Where. Is. The. Smut?
Bruh is a cock blocker on steroids. Wait, who is Lucien?
Why do we care about Lucien? (I explain briefly)
Blood Duel sounds rad.
Elain is stepping out with the emo Azriel on her mate. (laughs) They sound Australian! (proceeds to say 'mate' a lot in an Australian accent)
Is there gonna be a blood duel?
I feel like there is a lot of teasing in this chapter.
Oh, he is cold. He just went 'this was a mistake?!!" Yea, girls love hearing that.
Who is Mor? An ex? Oh, it's that chick you don't like. I feel you.
Babe (addressing me), this Azriel of yours has no game. This Rhys guy the Grand Wizard just told him to back off and he backed off? Who does that?! That pussy isn't gonna lick itself. Poor Elain. I hope she throws that necklace back in his face. Can I blood duel the shit out of him?
Don't like him at all!
(I correct him and tell him that Rhys is a High Lord not a Grand Wizard (that would be the KKK))
*mutters under his breath* He is acting like a Grand Wizard!
Yeah, be depressed emo boi! Who leaves a lady hanging like that?
Yeah, well, she is better off with Cassian anyway.
Does Elain have special powers? Can she burn him or something? Or Rhys? Rhys needs to mind his own business. Wait, back up. Lucien is in the same house? She doesn't like Lucien, does she? (laughs)
So if they kissed, they'd just do it in the living room for everyone to see? That's bold of them.
This chapter is very frustrating.
Emo boi needs self-esteem classes.
Who the hell is she?
Is he into her too?
Noooo, he is not into her! What bloody memory? Did they fight?
Why is she cutting the ribbon on Christmas?
Is she like a nun?
Wait, he lives in a convent with nuns?
Oh she is a priestess? Of what? Is she a nun?
(Explain to him that she is not a nun)
But he lives with a bunch of nuns?
(Explain the layout of the House of Wind)
He is into Elain, so I guess he doesn't care. Also, this setup is weird. Does he not have an apartment? Wait, he lives with Nesta and Cassian? Like roommates? Or is this a menage? No, it's not a menage, right? Because he wants to eat Elain out--and DIDN'T (kind of yelling at this point)
(Explain it's not a menage. But Nesta wouldn't mind if it were)
Okay, this conversation is boring.
He sings? Like in a band?
Oh, this is like "Kill Bill". Emo Azriel is Pi Mei. He is teaching her to kill people. I can respect that.
...This chapter is weird. Why is this part even here? Is she gonna cut the ribbon?
All I am imagining right now is Gwyneth Paltrow cutting a ribbon with a sword. (laughs)
Nope, she did not cut the ribbon.
(proceeds to offer a lengthy explanation on how difficult it is to cut a ribbon like this. I am forced to listen.)
Azriel can cut a ribbon! I think SJM legit stole this whole training idea from 'Kill Bill'. Didn't the Bride have to cut a ribbon too?
(He is not wrong)
Okay, so..........now he just leaves? What was the point of this whole part with her? I don't get it.
Ahhhhh, my girl! She left that necklace for him to find! Yeah, you go girl, feminist queen!
Not even gonna ask about this snowball fight. Is this like a cutsey thing they do?
Ohh, who is Clotho? Is she like Fate? Why are the seven bells singled out? Does it mean something? She can't talk? Aww she feels bad for him. Well, she shouldn't! (said aggressively)
I feel like this necklace is more than just a necklace. Do they explain it later?
(No)
Okay, so he just gives it away? Oh god. Please don't say Clotho is going to give it to Gwyn!! No. No. That's weird.
So wait, that's it?
This is what you guys have been fighting over for three years? (laughs) That's stupid (he is not wrong) But what are you fighting over? That he should've beaten Rhys's ass?
(no, some say that he is into Gwyn because of the last line)
Like romantically? (asks incredulously) What are you fucking stupid?
(decisively)
As a man, I can tell you he is not into her. If you are gonna give a woman a gift, you don't go through others. You want to see her reaction. You want to see her smile. You want to put it on her. The first part did it right. Not sure what the purpose of the second part was, but I hope he and Elain get some kind of a resolution, but he needs to ask for forgiveness. And so does Rhys. Does Gwyn cut the ribbon at some point?
(Yes)
Good for her. Now she can go and start avenging shit, like the Bride.
Final question, does he eat Elain's pussy at some point?
(No)
She should ask Cassian. He'd do it. And do it well.
The End
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palajae · 7 months
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hypegirl! | two.
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PAIRING ▸ soccer player! niki x afab! reader
GENRE ▸ soccerl! au, roommates!au, romance, fluff, angst, humor
WORD COUNT ▸ 3.2k
SUMMARY ▸ all you want is to join the boys’ soccer team. all niki wants is to get minji’s attention. as roommates, what better than to strike a deal and help each other out? nothing really, except for one glaring issue: your blossoming feelings for said roommate. oh, and the fact that you’re technically supposed to be your brother, kim sunoo. 
AKA a hopefully more sfw version of she's the man? 
NOTES ▸ based off she’s the man (2006), reader is sunoo's sister and pretends to be her brother sunoo, mentions of porta pottys? —let me know if there’s any typos!
masterlist. | next.
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ESTIMATED TIME OF ARRIVAL… 
you’re kidding. 
not only were team selections in two days, sunoo (the real one) had just texted you that there was a fair tomorrow. 
with both the soccer camp and your (his?) music camp in attendance. the soccer players were allowed free entrance as it was their day off, while musicians from the band camp were invited to perform and volunteer amidst all the activity. 
“h-hey, niki.” you call out while still texting your brother. “have you heard about some fair tomorrow?”
he sits up. “oh yeah. i was just talking to jay about it. our group is gonna go. it’d be a great chance for you to bond with the other members of the team. you know, brownie points or whatever it’s called.”
you pretend to look excited, “oh yeah, of course!”
your face drains of color. 
because there was one problem: sunoo had several activities he volunteered for, no backouts allowed. 
and he was currently sick. with a stomach bug or something. 
you violently typed back to him telling him to cancel, but the freaking guy already told his band leaders that someone else would be there to fill in for him.
you slap a hand to your forehead. there’s no way you have to fill in for both you and your brother. there’s no way you can be two people tomorrow. 
well, it actually turns out that you can. after shoving the fake eyebrows, makeup, and clothes needed to transform appearances into your trusty bag, you make it. 
with a bonus, the dress from your mother that sunoo gets a friend to deliver to you. 
you meekly follow behind niki’s teammates as they enter the fair, tension high. 
you’re already sweating and the sun wasn’t even out yet. 
you jump when niki swings an arm around you. face burning, you can only nod when he says, “don’t worry and just have fun. the other guys will warm up to you real fast.” 
as kim sunoo, a guy hanging out with niki and his group, you realize you are doomed. 
the whole time the boys go on rides, play games and hang out, you’re checking the time. oh shoot, your eyes widen. you’re supposed to be at the dunking station right now. 
“crap, i gotta use the restroom. be back soon, sorry guys-!” 
you dash off without another word, leaving the team to exchange weird looks. 
you fly towards the nearest, nastiest, portable toilet. you’ve never gotten ready that fast in your life. wig off, makeup removed and reapplied, and annoying clothes sent by mother on. 
you run to your post, gasping. “hi, i’m here filling in for sunoo?” 
without a second of hesitation, you’re dragged into volunteer work. 
as soon as things get slow, you make an excuse to use the restroom. 
you bust out of the stall with sweat dripping down your face, probably ruining your makeup. coming to a screeching halt, you almost curse. you forgot to take your makeup off. 
exhaling, you walk out again. you’re pretty sure you got some weird looks coming out of the stall—appearance entirely different. 
“sunoo! there you are.” you catch up to the guys, acting normal as if you weren’t just a different person five minutes ago. 
“we were wondering what was taking so long. you okay?” the concern in niki’s eyes makes you glance away. 
“i think it was the burrito from yesterday…” 
not even thirty minutes later are you checking the time and making an excuse to go again.
“dang, was it really that bad?”
embarrassment fills your body at the thought that all the guys on one of the best soccer teams have to see you like this. were your chances ruined? 
“i’m super sorry but i really need to go-“
they watch as you scramble away. 
niki frowns, “sunoo’s not normally like this. i wonder if he’s okay.” 
and then you are you again. this time, wearing your dumb preppy outfit, handing out dumb fliers for the camp you weren’t even attending. the camp that you tried your hardest to avoid. 
you pull down your stiff, short skirt while handing out snacks and water bottles to people walking by. as you turn to grab more snacks, you hear the volunteers next to you begin to whisper. 
“i think they’re from the soccer camp. wow, isn’t he really tall?”
“—kinda cute?”
your eyes widen. no way, could they be talking about?
you turn and see, of course, niki and the rest of your group. 
all approaching the table you were currently standing out. beginning to freak out, you have second thoughts about running away again. you abruptly turn away, pretending to organize the snacks that needed no organizing. 
what if they recognize you? what if-
“hey.” 
you come back to your senses, seeing a shy niki—of all people—in front of you. 
you avoid eye contact, praying and hoping he doesn’t recognize you. nervously, you run a hand through your hair and give a bottle to him. 
“hi.” 
when your hand brushes against his, your breath hitches. you can certainly feel his dark orbs bore into yours. but he’s not letting go and neither are you. 
“thanks,” he says softly. you nod, trying to keep your gaze on the ground.
remembering where you are, you quickly snatch your hand back. but of course, your nerves get the best of you and cause you to knock into a pile of water bottles in the process. 
they all fall and you jump, startled at the noise. niki chuckles as you scramble to set it back up. 
of course, niki being niki has to help you set it back up. you can feel the tension in the air and it makes your hands tremble. 
as you reach for the last bottle, his hand lands on top of yours again.
eyes widening, you finally make eye contact. 
then his eyebrows furrow. shoot. 
“have we met before?” 
you begin to laugh nervously and clear your throat. you had gotten too used to speaking in a deeper voice to him. 
“m-me? i don’t think so.”
if anything, it feels like he stares deeper into your eyes, “you look really familiar. are you sure-?” 
you nod frantically. “i’m pretty sure we haven’t met before.” 
“oh, okay,” strands of hair fall into his eyes and you resist the urge to fix it, “i’m riki.”
“riki?” you voice aloud, and he laughs again. 
“yeah. are you gonna tell me yours or am i just gonna have to call you clumsy girl?” 
you say it, albeit hesitantly, but you being the idiot you were since day one, you tell him your full name. 
his eyes widen, “no way, are you—“ 
that’s when you know you messed up. 
“—kim sunoo’s sister?” 
you let out a painful laugh, “oh, that’s not-“
“that must be why you looked so familiar. you and your brother look really alike!” his reaction was so genuine that you’re actually embarrassed at how you laughed like a middle schooler. 
niki suddenly frowns, looking around. 
“you know, he was with us a few minutes ago but-“
you really need to get out of here before he finds out, you think as your heart pounds.
“if you’ll excuse me—“
but in your rush, you stumble in those dumb dress shoes the advisor told you to wear—that you were obviously not used to. 
you fling your arms out like a toddler trying to ice skate, and obviously, niki has to catch you in his arms like your personal prince charming. 
you stare at each other in utter silence and shock. 
“hi again?” he whispers and you suppress a smile at his utter adorableness. 
“sorry?”
niki’s arms stay wrapped around you until you clear your throat. 
“um, you can let go of me now.”
he laughs sheepishly, “yeah. o-of course, my bad.”
for a minute or two while gathering yourselves, brushing off imaginary dust, you’re not sure what to do. the butterflies in your stomach weren’t making it any better. 
“are you working here the whole time? cause like, when your shift ends, maybe we could like-?”
your eyes widen. they flick to his friends drilling holes at the two of you, some laughing and obviously hyping niki up behind his back. and then to the other volunteers eyeing you in jealousy or frustration that you weren’t doing your job, you’re not sure. 
all while you try your best to avoid jungwon’s squinty gaze. there’s no way… right?
“are you from around here?”
you softly laugh, “no, i’m here just volunteering…”
you don’t like how happy and light you feel while talking to niki, finally able to be with him him as truly yourself. 
but there’s that sinking feeling in your stomach that you try to push away. dread. like you’re going to get caught, or maybe you already were. 
you’re having such a good time just talking together that you forget about sunoo until niki brings him up again. 
“i swear your brother was with us earlier. he said he went to the restroom but i don’t know..”
you feel the light feeling fall flat, the floating you smack the concrete hard. this was reality—you had limited time with niki. 
you frown, acting all concerned. you were getting too good at that. “oh really? maybe i should go find and check on him.” 
niki starts, “i can go with you—“
“no!” you shout, before laughing hastily. 
“it’s okay. i’ll find him and come back. plus, i still have to volunteer. if i don’t, then it’s probably because i have to go back to camp…”
you see his face fall a little as he nods. “yeah, of course.” 
biting your lip, you make an impulsive decision. 
you kiss him on the cheek. 
“i’ll see you sometime?” you smile before dashing off to change. 
niki can only stares at you until he loses you in the crowd, touching the place on his cheek that you pressed your soft lips to. 
only for you to change and go back out as kim sunoo again. 
it’s not hard for you to find the group again, still in the same location. most of the guys were crowded around niki. which you expected, of course, but kim sunoo would never know that since he just came back from the restroom. 
“what’s going on?” 
all the guys, with matching grins and smirks, immediately disperse, leaving only a flustered niki. 
“niki?”
it’s hard to pretend like nothing just happened, seeing niki’s reaction made you realize just how affected you were too. 
“n-nothing. we can talk about it later.” 
you want to feel a bit hurt that he simply brushes it off, but you can feel how flushed your face is. to the point that you can’t even hold eye contact with niki for more than two seconds. 
“alright. you better keep me on that promise. let’s get back to the group.” 
you internally chide yourself for being so awkward. 
you needed to get a hold of yourself before something went wrong.
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you barely slept. the dark under eye bags you sported were evident proof. you were too nervous for team decisions. 
all the fears and doubts came back. you weren’t good enough. after all, you had spent most of your life playing soccer as a hobby, never properly recognized or given the chance for more serious training. 
even more so, you weren’t even allowed at this camp. what if they found out and kicked you entirely from the camp? 
perhaps your constant shuffling in bed caused niki to wake up. 
“sunoo. why aren’t you sleeping? tomorrow’s a big day.”
you almost jolt. “sorry, did i wake you?”
“never mind that. just answer the question.” 
you gulp at his firm tone. and so you voice your fears, insecurities, and weaknesses to niki. someone and something you would have never expected doing, but you would never regret. or forget. 
“sunoo.”
“i know i probably sound dumb, and i’m being a bit irrational. or a lot,” you ramble on. 
“sunoo.” 
you sigh. “yeah?”
“relax. i think you’ll be more than fine. maybe you couldn’t tell but everyone else could—we could see your immense improvement. and more importantly, your passion and drive. you worked so hard for this. there’s nothing for you to be scared of and you know it. we all do.” 
for a minute, you’re stunned. his words hit deeper than you thought. all of the stress and anxiety, both mentally and physically, drops on you all at once. 
his next words are what get you. 
“i’m proud of you.” 
“thank you, riki. that means a lot. like, a lot.” 
and whether he heard your quiet sniffles or not, he says nothing.
before you know it, it’s morning. and before you know it, all the guys are lined up in front of the coaches. the already assigned teams get into their groups, having been on the same team for years while attending the camp. while the newbies, including you, stand off to the other side. 
you see niki nod at you encouragingly before moving to the other side of the field. 
you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. weeks had gone by, and after this day, another week would go by. the only difference would be that you would be on a team. hopefully: niki’s team. 
you didn’t even realize when it was your turn. one of the coaches turns to you with his clipboard. 
“kim. you’ve improved—immensely.” 
you’re not sure if you should take it as a compliment or insult, but you nod anyways. 
“that’s why we all decided you’re a good fit for enhypen.” 
it doesn’t hit you at first. but as the boys cheer, and you see niki with a bright smile welcoming you, your mouth drops. 
you run towards the group, arms wide open to engulf you. in your happiness you run straight into niki’s arms, causing him to let out a big oof!
the other teammates surround you two. not only you but park sunghoon and lee heeseung made it to enhypen. 
you couldn’t believe you made it. everyone else believed you were good enough to be on their team. 
niki believed. 
after they released you, calming down as the coaches finished assigning the rest of the players, you feel someone ruffle your hair. 
startled, you look up to see niki with a proud grin. it makes your heart skip a beat. “congrats,” he whispers and you nod bashfully. 
“thanks again,” you stare up at him. it was too easy to get lost into his eyes. his dark gaze always seemed to engulf you. now, and especially at the fair. 
you realize you may have been staring at each other too long when you hear clapping and cheering. they were done assigning teams. 
you both look away while niki coughs and you swallow thickly. 
that night, you can feel something different in the air. whether it was your acknowledgment of your (quite) obvious feelings for niki or something he was keeping from you, you weren’t sure. 
all you knew was you couldn’t get him off your mind after that day at the fair. you had already thought about him quite often, but niki now entered your dreams, your point of vision much more than you liked. 
especially since you were still supposed to be getting him with minji.
but it was so easy to ignore, to prevent. specifically when niki says he has something to tell you as you both get in bed. 
“well, you see- i actually- uh,” he fumbles for words and you furrow your brows. 
why was he so nervous? what was so important that he had to tell you?
“what is it?” you interrupt him impatiently. 
“i-i might’ve met your sister. the other day at, at the fair.” 
oh. oh. that’s right. you weren’t supposed to know. since you were “gone” when niki met your sister- when niki met the real you.
and he was telling you right now as if you didn’t know anything. because you aren’t supposed to know anything. 
“and, uh, she was nice. really nice. like i was surprised because i didn’t think she would be like that but uh, you know. also she looks a lot like you to the point i almost thought she was you for a sec-“
“niki. what are you trying to say?” you keep your tone nonchalant, but internally you were freaking out. 
really, what was he trying to say?
you hear a lot of rustling from his side of the room. “oh-uh, nothing. she’s cool. yeah. so like, i don’t really think about minji that much anymore?”
you must’ve blanked out for a tiny bit because you come back to niki saying 
“-you feel me?”
you clear your throat, “uh totally, man.” 
all you remember is him mentioning he wasn’t that interested in minji anymore. your eyes bulge as you sit up in bed. 
“wait, wait, wait. you’re not into minji anymore? what—why?”
“i dunno, i just find myself thinking about other things..” 
there’s no way. you’re mystified. could that mean? 
“you’re saying you’re moving on? to me-my sister?” 
“huh? wha-“ he laughs awkwardly. “i didn’t say that!” 
“no, this is a good thing! that you’re getting over her,” you say a little too eagerly, so you then clear your throat, “i mean, i guess. i just think you deserve someone better than minji.” 
niki nods although you can’t see, keeping your thoughts in mind. 
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the joint conditioning between the soccer and lacrosse players were coming to an end, to your relief (and minji’s disappointment). 
“aww,” she pouts during one afternoon break, “i’m gonna miss you a lot, sunoo.”
“yeah, you were a good partner.” you smile weakly. as you leave to get more water, she frowns. 
there was no way you weren’t picking up on her signals. she wonders if she could get closer to you by asking your friends. the only person she saw around you the most-?
that’s right, nishimura riki. 
you didn't expected to be attacked by niki on the way back to the dorms. he completely forgets how much smaller and lighter you were than he imagined. his hands find their way onto your shoulders forcefully so you’re forced to make eye contact. 
your wide eyes meet his eager ones. 
“sunoo-! you won’t believe what just happened! i actually can’t believe it, is this even real?!”
“huh.” 
he lets go, to your relief. he jumps around, full of energy even though you just had a five hour practice? 
“man, i just can’t believe it still. kim minji talked to me- like to me personally!” 
he brings a hand to his forehead. 
“she knows i exist. she smiled at me.”
you can’t help the disappointment that fills you from bottom to too. 
“what? but what about the whole, you know, getting over her plan?” 
you don’t even try to hide the dismay in your voice. 
niki jumps up and down, “but minji! she finally talked to me!” 
you try your best (half heartedly) to not seem upset. but you had gotten your hopes up. maybe, just maybe, niki would be interested in you. but how could he be? 
how could he when he didn’t even know who you were? 
and how could it be minji when she didn’t even bat her eyes at him before? 
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BONUS [ LIKEALOOK ] — she was better
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GAME ONE: Seoul's Univeristy of Multi-Arts (SUMA) VS. Seoul National University (SNU)
WARNINGS ; gaslighting, emotionally abusive relationship (3.9K)
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suma was leading by one point in the fifth set, currently 2-2, both schools tied for their first win.
the crowd was starting to get to the girls, especially jimin and wonyoung as far as y/n could tell. the two had similar habits when it came to expressing their aggravation.
their eyes would squeeze shut as if to block the entire world just for a second. a second to breathe, to think, and to compose themselves.
despite yuri's many complaints about how they were losing because coach seulgi refused to play yena more (which was an utter lie, but yuri didn't care), snu had always been a pain in the ass when it came to away games.
like always, snu had brought their band out. trumpets, snares, and different kinds of wind instruments littered the front seats of the yihwang gym. small blue flags waved against the bright lights, and the shouts of the students were deafening to the students of suma. with every attack, serve, or volley, the crowd would react almost instantaneously, like a hive mind of bees cheering for their queen.
"i'm going to get water." minjeong leaned in, her breath against your ear as yelled at the top of her lungs, only to be drowned out by the screams of the gym. "do you want some?"
y/n looked at her, puzzled.
"what?"
"water!" minjeong motioned as if she was drinking water.
"yeah! sure!" y/n gave her a thumbs up. "get some for yuri-unnie too!"
she pointed to the girl beside her who was dressed in an almost cheerleader-like outfit. y/n and minjeong tried to talk the girl out of it, but the love-struck girl refused. the two tried to sit as far away from her as possible, only to be 'convinced' to sit with the fangirls/boys.
"let her shrivel up." minjeong shouted.
the girl stood up, looking at the court as she glared at a raven-haired girl. like the light meets the dark, minjeong's eyes tore into jimin's before she turned to walk away.
she hated her with every fiber of her being.
"what did she say?" yuri asked as she watched minjeong's figure disappear.
snu scores a point. 25 - 25.
"huh?"
"what?"
y/n shook her head, trying to usher her gaze away to look at yujin serving.
ahn yujin was by no means a horrible athlete. the girl was quick on her feet, being the captain had made her so. despite this, her serves - like herself - were always easily deciphered. her eyes would scan the court to find an opening. every time, it would go to where she aimed, and every time, the opponent could read her like the back of their hand.
yujin served, her eyes trained in between snu's middle blocker, jeon somi, and their libero, baek jiheon.
25 - 26. snu is leading.
y/n watched as jimin sent a harsh glare to the younger girl, close to screaming if it weren't for haewon getting in the way.
"you better pick your ass up, ahn." the older girl sneered. her eyes glossed with a rage familiar to yujin's previous captain.
wonyoung scoffed from beside her, muttering under her breath as jimin turned around. "you aren't doing any better, sunbae."
jimin clenched her hand. she knew that. with every kill she got, she had managed to make three more errors. she had effectively made snu catch up to them by being greedy, but it wasn't her fault. jimin knew that her team should have gotten her back.
she didn't need to be reminded by someone who had a worse kill-to-set ratio than her. jang wonyoung was never going to be as good as her, and she needed to remember that.
she turned around to look in the direction of y/n, a pair of unmistakable cat-like eyes watching her from the distance.
snu's defensive specialist, lee chaeyoung, severed with a loud smack that echoed over the sea of screaming people. if y/n blinked, she was sure she would've missed haewon receiving it with a wince.
although a little too high, gaeul manages to set it toward wonyoung. with hungry eyes, the raven-haired ace raced right next to the middle blocker.
she wasn't going to let wonyoung outshine her. never again.
jimin jumps a moment earlier than wonyoung, making the taller girl hesitate. with all the force she could muster, jimin brings her hand down.
26 - 26. tied, with suma in possession.
suma's crowd cheered as jimin raised her arms up toward them, ushering them to roar for her. the ace pointed in the vicinity of y/n's area, winking at whatever girl she saw first.
y/n rolled her eyes. jimin always played with the hearts of the people in her so-called fan club. no matter how much y/n hated it, jimin continuously ignored her because 'it's just a little praise'.
y/n scoured the court as they shifted in formation, momentarily meeting eyes with suma's middle blocker. she noticed a frown on the girl's face, and she couldn't help but smile slightly in reassurance.
part of her wished wonyoung didn't worry. everyone knew she was next in line to become the face of suma.
"hey." y/n heard from beside her.
"minjeong." the older girl handed y/n an ice-cold water bottle. "you scared me."
"good." minjeong smiled, the apples of her cheeks slightly red. the air in the gym was hot despite the ac blowing through the stands. "maybe i'll scare some sense into you."
"you? scary?" in her two years of knowing the older girl, the scariest thing minjeong had done was try to bake. "yuri-unnie is scarier like this than you have ever been."
gaeul was up to serve. although weaker than the others, her technique allowed her to change serves depending on the situation. luckily, snu had a hard time receiving, and the setter had gotten a couple of aces earlier on in the game.
"yuri's face is enough to scare the babadook away."
yuri reached over y/n, trying to grab the short-haired girl before the youngest pulled the two away from each other.
"i can hear you!"
minjeong snickered. "she apparently has ears too."
"kim minjeong, i will shove this pompom down your asshole."
y/n hushed the two, telling yuri to focus as yena was subbed out with haewon. all she wanted was to focus on the game. on her girlfriend.
gaeul took a deep breath, ignoring the blaring of the trumpets to her left and the snares shaking the floor. she just needed to get it over the net. that would be enough for the team.
with a shaky hand, she hits the ball, barely making it over the net. snu received a little too late, the ball in an unfavorable place. with a rush to get it up, one of the players, fukutomi tsuki, bumped it over the net right to chaeryeong in the front left.
chaeryeong's sets were always too high for the majority of the girls. they had to compromise with more force and a higher jump, but being so far into the game, almost everyone had no energy left.
almost everyone, except yoo jimin.
chaeryeong sets to wonyoung in the far right. expecting a feint from suma's ace, the blockers shifted to wonyoung.
jimin backed up. she knew what would happen if she missed the ball, but it was a risk she was willing to take. wonyoung was in a favorable spot. the two blockers on snu were weak, faltering to every less-than-stellar hit that came from any of them. their libero was new, hesitating as if she was torn on what to do. even if wonyoung managed to flub the ball, with her vertical and wingspan, she was sure to get the kill. 100%.
but jimin's legs were tired, her lungs hurt and she knew that she had a higher chance of making another error than actually hitting the ball.
the older girl looked at wonyoung, and a rage burned in her.
jimin runs to the net, jumping higher than she has during that game.
27 - 26. in favor of suma.
the crowd cheered, and jimin, like always, raised her arms up.
from the sidelines, seulgi shook her head. their old coach might've let that slide, but seulgi wasn't. jimin was reckless, and if they had played against a better team who could capitalize on every mistake she made, they would've lost 3 - 0.
"did jimin just take another set from wonyoung?" minjeong asked, the stands shaking from all the stomps and cheers.
y/n bit her tongue.
yuri shook a pompom in the air, looking at the two other girls. "when do you think she's gonna fight back?"
"wonyoung?" they watched as yujin went over to gaeul, giving her a light tap on her butt before the girl served. y/n hoped that those two were finally dating. "that girl's too pussy to do shit."
y/n nudged the older girl. "minjeong."
"don't tell me you're defending her." minjeong never liked wonyoung. "wonyoung dips the moment she sees confrontation. she's an ass player."
gaeul takes a deep breath. over the net. that was all she needed.
"she's trying." y/n muttered, an ugly feeling sitting on her chest at the familiar exchange.
"not hard enough." minjeong watched as gaeul's serve hits the net, tumbling over to snu's side of the court. around her, loud gasps from all the students erupted. "what the fuck did you even see in her?"
"can you stop talking about my ex, please and thank you."
y/n needed to focus. she came here for jimin, her girlfriend. she reminded herself that her very attractive, very athletic girlfriend had begged her to watch her play. not wonyoung.
wonyoung wasn't y/n's girlfriend anymore.
when wonyoung heard that she was going to play alongside 'the ace of korea', she felt an overwhelming sense of giddiness. she was wonyoung's idol, everything that she strived to become as a volleyball player. yoo jimin played with a fierceness that wonyoung desired to be.
wonyoung backs up, watching jimin do the same as the ball came to chaeryeong.
yoo jimin had what wonyoung didn't. she had courage, a type of security that made her take unwarranted risks that were usually handsomely rewarded.
chaeryeong sets between jimin and wonyoung, wincing as she feels the ball nearly slip out of her hands.
wonyoung liked to coast. she liked watching how everything played out before making a decision. the only day she hadn't was the day she lost the most important thing in her life.
risks scared her.
she glances at jimin beside her. the older girl's face was a bright red.
it was clear jimin was spent. her legs were burning, and her chest heavy from the lack of oxygen. she just needed one more, even if her vision was starting to blur and she couldn't jump any higher than the net.
jimin reaches the net faster than wonyoung, winding up for the jump before wonyoung could catch up to her.
jimin jumps a moment sooner than the taller girl, watching as the ball misses her hand completely.
she hears a loud smack to her right.
28 - 26.
"wonyoung just stole jimin's kill."
wonyoung would never be jimin. she didn't have the speed, or the finesse that came with the sport, but she had everything the girl lacked and then some.
jang wonyoung wasn't yoo jimin.
she was better.
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the first game of the season was by far the best game jimin had played in terms of kills.
with 30 kills under her belt, she was comfortably tied for fourth in the nation for a five-game match university career high with suma's ex-player and olympic silver medalist, hwang yeji.
on top of that, her girlfriend had watched her from the stands, looking as she powered through her pain. the crowd chanted her name, and she could feel the adoring eyes of everyone on the court.
through their eyes, she had led the team to victory, defeating snu and effectively setting the tone for the season.
but as soon as she came into the changing room, seulgi rebuked her for nearly costing their first game, mistake after mistake being made due to her greed and desire for spectacle.
jimin tried to listen as her eyes burned from the sweat that endlessly poured from her forehead. she could feel her heart pounding from the back of her neck as her coach snatched her water bottle out of her hand, forcing her to look up.
she couldn't hear a single word that seulgi had told her, but she didn't have to. she knew what her coach was saying.
jimin had achieved a career-high of game errors.
"if it weren't for wonyoung cleaning your mess up, we would've lost."
jimin had heard that before.
seulgi left the room, setting jimin's bottle down on the ground as she slammed the changing room door closed. an ambient silence engulfed the previously happy team, the juniors looking at her as they quickly changed. she ignored yujin redirecting their attention to somewhere else, ushering the girls out one by one until it was just jimin left.
it was just jimin and her thoughts, each and everyone about and regarding jang wonyoung.
yoo jimin hated jang wonyoung.
the door creaked open with a gentleness that was unfamiliar to the experienced athlete. her dark iris latched onto the door, finding a smaller frame entering the room.
her face erupted into flames.
anger. all she felt was anger.
"jimin."
jimin looked up from her seat, grabbing her bottle from the floor.
"what are you doing here?"
"what do you mean?" y/n questioned, the air around her becoming thick as jimin's eyes bore into her. "you said you wanted to see me."
jimin watched as a slight fear shined through her girlfriend's eyes. she didn't understand why that pissed her off more.
"i never said that shit." jimin spat out, combing through her hair.
y/n gripped her phone. she did, y/n remembered the fluttering in her chest and the redness in her cheeks. she knew that. she wasn't stupid.
"yes, you did." y/n stated.
"no, i fucking didn't." jimin looked at her with wide eyes, shocked and offended. "are you delusional or just fucking crazy?"
y/n took a deep breath, backing away as she tried to remember what actually happened.
she was sure jimin had sent something along those lines. maybe she had been tired, and yes, she wasn't exactly in the greatest head space but she couldn't have fabricated it.
unless she did... but y/n was pretty sure she didn't.
"you did, though." the younger girl's voice was barely a whisper. "i can go through my pho-"
"i didn't!" jimin scoffed, her throat becoming scratchy as she screamed from the top of her lungs. "stop trying to gaslight me into shit i know i didn't do!"
y/n listened to jimin's heavy puffing, her eyes locked onto the ground.
maybe she was right. maybe y/n had remembered wrong, and jimin didn't say anything. after all, y/n always remembered things wrong, but jimin always remembered things right.
and now, they were here fighting because of her stupid mistake. because she made a narrative that jimin wanted to see her after the game.
y/n felt stupid.
"i'm sorry." y/n rubbed the top of her knuckles as she shivered under the ac. "i forgot."
jimin frowned, trying to calm herself down. her girlfriend did come here for her, and god, did jimin love the girl with everything in her heart. sometimes, she just got so angry that she hated y/n for making her feel like this.
weak. stupid. frail.
"did someone see you?" jimin asked softly.
y/n's heart stopped.
jimin was a private person. she hated people being in her business, and she especially hated people knowing her business. the ace had crazy exes that she was sure would sabotage their relationship. although it hurt y/n to be so secretive, she understood and always went along with sneaking around.
"i don't know." y/n looked up, her eyes meeting jimin's.
jimin went silent.
"what do you mean 'you don't know'?"
y/n felt her palms sweating.
"i don't know if anyone saw me."
y/n flinched as she heard jimin slam her bottle on the bench, breaking the plastic bottle in two.
"first you go and bring your stupid fucking friends to the game-"
y/n furrowed her eyebrows. her friends had nothing to do with their relationship.
"-then you pull this shit that you know would piss me off. you're supposed to be cheering me on as my girlfriend. you're supposed to be paying attention to me. instead, you go on a date with kim minjeong."
y/n clenched her jaw, anger suddenly burning through her veins. "excuse me?"
talking about minjeong was a sensitive topic for the pair. jimin had always felt threatened by y/n's friends, but minjeong was a special case. it didn't matter how many times y/n proved that both their intentions were nothing but platonic, jimin would forever be weary of the girl.
y/n never understood. minjeong would always only be her friend.
jimin stood up, part of her sweatpants soaked from the smashed water bottle.
"do you wanna fuck her?" jimin swiped her teeth with her tongue, creeping toward y/n. "is that what you wanna do? do you not love me?"
"what the hell are you on, jimin?" y/n could feel irritation bubbling in her chest. no matter how many times she told jimin, they would always end up in the same conversation. "i came here for you! i came to watch my girlfriend play!"
"so you do want to fuck her."
y/n nearly rolled her eyes out of her head.
"no, i don't!"
"it seems like you fucking want to!"
the door slammed open, minjeong leading the charge with yuri (holding pompoms threateningly) and minju (who had just wrapped up the fundraiser outside).
they had lost y/n in the crowd earlier, and after looking for 20 minutes, they came through the tunnels that lead out of the stadium. coincidently, they had heard jimin screaming from down the hall.
"hey!" minjeong pulled the younger girl back. "leave y/n alone."
"look at your knight in shining armor." jimin scoffed, minjeong's ears burning from anger. the door opened once more, and a certain middle blocker who was just looking for her left shoe came stumbling in. "and your ex. wow, everyone's just in love with you now, huh?"
minju pulled y/n behind her, but she couldn't help but feel frustrated at her friends butting into her relationship.
"it's not y/n's fault that you're shit at the game, jimin."
minjeong always knew how to push jimin's buttons.
"minjeong."
jimin's eyes went dark. "the fuck did you just say?"
wonyoung looked to an unoccupied area of the room where her shoe lied. she snatched it before standing by, just in case anything went awry.
"you heard what she said, you budget version of tomi."
wonyoung bit her tongue, not wanting to make the situation worse.
"get yujin." minju turned to wonyoung. "i'll stay here with these idiots and pray that jimin doesn't crack one of their skulls open."
wonyoung nodded, opening the door for minju to push y/n out, locking the door behind the two exes.
y/n shook the door, but it refused to budge ("i'm not unlocking the door until i hear yujin!"). sighing, she had no choice but to follow wonyoung.
y/n hoped that none of the girls hurt each other while she was gone, and the minju would be able to defuse the fire that was currently blooming in the changing room. she hoped that they understood that jimin was still changing, that the girl had mistakes and this was just a minor slip-up that was caused by y/n herself for being stupid enough to fabricate a lie.
it wasn't jimin's fault. it was hers.
"are you okay?" wonyoung asked quietly as she ushered y/n to follow her to the multi-purpose room a couple halls down.
"huh?" y/n turned to her, and wonyoung felt her throat close. "yeah, jimin gets like that with minjeong."
wonyoung hummed, biting the inside of her cheek. she was glad that it wasn't just her, but it did exactly give her relief as she was relating to yoo jimin.
"did you feel..." y/n bit her tongue. it was a stupid question. "nevermind."
wonyoung debated in her head whether to tell y/n or not. she didn't want y/n to perceive the girl like her senior, but she didn't want to be dishonest either.
y/n deserved everything that wonyoung could offer, and if this was something wonyoung could do for her, she would gladly provide.
"yeah." wonyoung blushed as the shorter girl's attention snapped to her. "but i knew you and her were friends. she made you happy so i didn't really care."
y/n inhaled, feeling fluttering in her chest and redness in her cheeks.
"i see." y/n nodded, an awkward silence enveloping the two.
wonyoung didn't mind. she loved every moment she spent with the shorter girl, even if it was fleeting. it was a bright light through a foggy haze. it was a form of hope for the younger girl.
"i'm glad your knee's gotten better."
wonyoung raised an eyebrow.
"your vert got higher." y/n whispered, a small smile on her face. "your knee got better, right?"
the volleyball player stared at her, and y/n wondered if she had just embarrassed herself by remembering wrong.
"yeah." wonyoung loved y/n's memory. "yeah, it did."
the two walked in silence, turning the corner as they stopped in front of the room. screams and cheers could be heard inside. wonyoung couldn't help but smile at the thought of her teammates celebrating their well-deserved victory.
she knocked on the door.
"unnie."
yujin stood in front of her, smiling widely in her jersey and sweatpants. her hair and shirt were drenched with what seemed to be water, which would explain why yena was holding a nerf water gun and shooting at the younger girls.
"wonyoung! you just missed yunjin-unnie trying to do a handstand." yujin looked over, her eyes going wide. "y/n?"
y/n waved awkwardly. "hey."
yujin looked back at wonyoung, blinking.
wonyoung felt a blush on her face, quickly explaining to her captain what was going on in their changing room. "jimin-sunbae is fighting with someone again."
yujin's face dropped. coach seulgi would kill all of them if she found out jimin had injured another random person.
yujin turned around, looking for the only people experienced in defusing 'jimin' situations.
"haewon-ah! gaeul-unnie!" the captain went to gather her teammates, leaving the two ex's at the door.
y/n waited for wonyoung to leave, but the taller girl stood by her, not wanting her to feel alone.
she couldn't help but notice how bright wonyoung's eyes shined as she looked at the others enjoying their victory.
"you should go celebrate with your team." y/n smiled. "i'll go back with them."
wonyoung wanted to protest, but she had no say in what y/n did. wonyoung wanted her to stay with her, but she knew that y/n would have no reason to when her girlfriend was in another room, potentially threatening her friends.
and despite her wanting to be with y/n for longer, wonyoung couldn't help but cherish this moment with her, albeit short.
"be careful."
"i will be." y/n bit the bottom of her lip. she was being friendly, that's all that it was. "you too, wonyoung."
"i will."
wonyoung's smile had to be one of y/n's favorites.
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I love the crewel and Crowley emberass reader but what would happen if it’s not them? What would happen if Trein, Sam, and Ashton found out? And act like overprotective uncle and grandpa. Please
Hi! Glad you enjoyed it. For this second part I've changed the pot just a little bit. I hope you enjoy!
[Gender Neutral MC]
Crowley attempts to halt your dating life by banding the staff together.
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“Thank you all for joining me. I have called you to the staff room to discuss a topic of most importance.” Crowley spoke, rolling in a board covered with a cloth.
Crewel folds his arms against the mahogany table. “Are the police here again?” He sighs.
“Huh? No, not this time. It’s something so much worse.” The headmaster brought his hands close to his head. A sorrowful look crossed his face. “Oh, woe is me. It’s so terrible I could barely utter the words.”
An agitated mewl interrupts Crowley. “Yes, Lucius, I agree. Please move this along, Headmaster. Lucius is getting agitated.”
Clearing his throat, Crowley grips the cloth concealing the board. “Right, why I called you all here is to discuss,” The cloth drops. Covering the board was pictures of you and Azul, along with many lines of red string. “The Ramshackle prefect and Ashengrotto’s ongoing courting.”
Silence fills the room as the staff deadpan. 
Elegantly setting his hands into his lap, Crewel speaks up. “I thought we were over this, Dire. Mr. Ashengrotto has proved that he cares for the pup. Why bother anymore?” 
“Adding on, the personal lives of our students are none of our business. Parental feelings or not, the prefect is capable of making their own choices.” Trein spoke as he stroked his cat’s fur.
“Hmm, but if my darling child is running off with boys, who will do my paperwo-” Crowley cuts himself with a fake cough. “Excuse me. The prefect should focus on their studies and finding a way home. Dating should be the last of their concerns.” 
“I mean, the kid’s pretty wimpy, muscle-wise, though he seems to have a decent heart. Around them, he’s quite the gentleman. Which is saying something, ‘cause he goes to this school.” Vargas boasts.
Crowley lets out an angered huff. “That is clearly a facade. I know how Ashengrotto and his Leeches work. He obviously wants something from them.” He crossed his arms, much like an upset child.
From across the table, Sam lets out a boisterous laugh. “I would think the opposite. The little imp came to my shop flushed, asking for the “perfect gift.” My friends on the other side tell me how he’s fallen for them.” 
Shaking his head, Crowley taps his polished shoes against the marble floor. He lets out an overdramatic wail. “Oh! How terrible it would be if the prefect’s grades were to fall because of this. Letting a student slack on their work because of a boy, I would be ashamed as a staff member.”
Trien gave a pointed look. “What are you going on about?”
“A benevolent headmaster such as myself can’t let this slide. Oh, yes, I would be forced to cut a few paychecks. Perhaps even a Christmas bonus here and there.” He sighs, slyly gazing around the table.
The staff can’t do anything but glare at the headmaster.
The school bell rings, signifying the start of magic history class. Trein begins his lecture with his back to his students. Though, Lucius made sure to keep an eye on things.
A single sheet of lilac paper slips next to your arm. You looked next to you. Azul’s eyes are downward. If you look close enough, you’d be able to see a faint flush on his cheeks. The contents of the paper were a date proposal. While written like a contract, Azul had written small hearts around the note.
Before you unfold the paper, a hand takes it from your grasp. “Passing notes during class, Ashengrotto? How uncharacteristic of you. Come see me after school for detention.” Trein slips the paper into his pocket and walks back to his chalkboard. Azul grits his teeth as his blush grows darker.
Second-year students file onto the sports field. Being a magicless student, you had to pair up with someone for flight class. 
Taking long strides, Azul makes his way to where you are stretching. “Hello, darling. I hope you will allow me to accompany you in flight today.” He says with a charming smile.
“Of course, Azul. I was just about to ask if you could help me.” Grabbing a broom from the rack, you smile at the octopus.
Just as he was about to offer his arm, the loud voice of your coach cuts through. “Hate to burst your bubble…Not really. I had planned on setting the prefect up with Rosehearts.” 
Azul lets out a choked gasp before bringing back his composure. “Well, sir. I see no need as I’ve already offered.” He remarks while pushing his glasses up.
“If anyone needs a flight partner, it would be you, Ashengrotto. Your grades are terrible. In fact, I’ll give you extra credit right now. Drop and give me fifty.” Vargas smirks. “Prefect, go with Rosehearts and start the course.”
“But- I-!” Azul groans as he sees you slip away before him. He lets out a quiet curse before dropping into the pushup position. 
Azul was tired of how the teachers were acting. It was unprofessional of them to meddle in students’ personal affairs. He couldn’t help but feel suspicious of their behavior. The teachers never cared before. What made you so special to them?
Opening the door to Sam’s shop, Azul drags his feet as he heads for the snack shelf. If his advances were interrupted during class, just do something after. You were raving to him about some treat you bought from the mystery shop. His mother always told him that the way to someone’s heart was through their stomach.
Looking up at the shelf, his face pales as he sees it bare and empty. Azul walks to the counter where Sam is polishing his wares. “Excuse me. I was wondering if you have any more snacks in the back.”
“Ah, sorry little imp. We’re all sold out! They’re pretty popular during lunch.” Sam explains as he slid a box further underneath his counter. This action did not go unnoticed.
Letting out a sigh, Azul lets a solum look cover his face. “Aw, and to think, my darling was looking forward to one all day. How sad they will be when I tell them the news. If you could, please tell me when you get more in stock.” He turns to face the door, a hopeful smirk pulling at his lips.
Falling for his pity ploy, Sam calls out to him. “Wait! You’re in luck, little imp.” He ducks underneath the counter and pulls out a wrapped snack. “Seems like we had just one left. That’ll be 10 Madol.” 
“They’ll be delighted!” Azul slips the clerk a few bills. “Something is finally going my way, even after the teachers had been treating me so poorly.” He pouts, hoping to get more information.
It seems to have worked as Sam smiles at him. “Well, you could say a little birdy has been causing trouble if you catch my drift.” 
Azul’s eyes widen ever so slightly. “I see. Thank you, Mr. S. I’ll be going now.” He takes his shopping bag and begins to walk out the door.
“Don’t thank me. You could thank my friends on the other side.” Sam bids him a joyful farewell. “That’ll teach the little birdy about messing with my paycheck.” He laughs. 
Seated on the worn couch of Ramshackle, Azul leans into your side. “Ugh, Crowley’s still doing this? You’d think he’d stop after all this time. We’ve been together for months now.” 
“Oh, don’t you worry, darling. I’ve sent some very persuasive people in his direction.” Azul says as he curls into you further.
Crowley sits at his desk, organizing all the work he’ll dump on you. A knock on the door pulls him from his thoughts. “Come in!”
In walk the Leech brothers. Deceiving smiles adorn both their faces.
“Headmage, we have a few words to discuss with you regarding our dorm leader and the prefect.” Jade eloquently talks as Floyd locks the door with a chair.
Crowley’s face drops as he breaks out in a cold sweat.
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ornii · 11 months
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If it's not too much to ask... How about a Wednesday x Male!Reader where they cuddle for the first time??
Bonus points if Wednesday takes on a more dominant role in their cuddle session dhdjshdjd
I Like That Idea, and since people also want more of a Venom X Wednesday, i decided to eat two bodies with one venom.
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Living with this, other half was a bothersome sort. A symbiotic virus consuming all who cross Venom. What made it hard was telling Enid, well you hadn’t planned on doing that it sort of just, happened. But you had to tell Wednesday, she’s your best friend! Well you consider her your best friend. She most likely views you as a nuisance. But you had to tell her. Nearing the end of your Mythology class, you made an effort to find Wednesday and tell her the harrowing truth.
It wasn’t particularly hard to find her, lingering in the shadows of her bedroom. You knocked gently at the door and awaited a response.
“I can detect a faint heartbeat! Death lingers in the room!” Venom spoke into your mind.
“Oh, well Wednesday is definitely inside then…” you said, faintly you can hear the words “enter.” Coming from beyond the door, you take a deep breath and grip the knob and enter. Stepping into the girls dormitory was obviously a tense situation, not wanting to seem off at some creep but this was extreme circumstances. Your eyes traced along the room, first to Enids side, which was bright and bubbly as you could be, flashes of Pink, Stuffed animals, Boy Bands, your typical modern gal stuff, but hints of steak lingers in your nose, definitely the werewolf part. Your eyes head right to the dark and dreary side that is Wednesday, the lack of color, the almost sapping aura, it screamed into the voice, “take me sweet death.” You catch the desk in your vision and see the raven haired demon typing at her desk.
What Wednesday lacked, an emotions, moral alignment, sometimes a pulse, was her cold and callous genius. She had a natural beauty that requires no Make up, no flashy clothes, just pure genetic beauty, and as dreadful as she can be at her emotions she was absolutely captivating. You thought she was captivating, breathtaking, beautiful… you never knew how Wednesday felt about you, she always kept a reserved stance on her emotions and displays of affection and intimacy. While you didn’t particularly mind, it was hard to tell if she was angry or just dead on the inside sometimes.
“Wednesday.” You begin, not really sure how to begin this.
“(Y/n), You know how I feel about my writing time.. and hour—“
“Without interruption, I know.. but this is, well I need to tell you something.” You barely utter, “it’s… urgent.” She stops typing hearing this, and turns to face you. Her Crepuscular beauty always took your breath away. You take a deep breath and try to explain.
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to show you, to tell you, I just never really knew how to…” you say, the slowly intrigue of Wednesday began to show and she began to buckle under her own dreary curiosity.
“Speak then.” She replies, and you take a seat and sit on the edge of her bed. Her eyes were so, intimidating, sometimes it was hard to even get a glimpse of her.
“I never told you why I was in Nevermore, or what I’m considered different enough to go.. it’s because I… I’m a host for my Symbiotic.” You say, Wednesdays eyes kept on your face, as if she’s scanning for any lies or forms of deception.
“You see annoyingly normal for my standard.” She says, “What is this “Symbiotic?” She asks, you slowly rose up and closed your eyes, Wednesday watches as suddenly your body began to ooze a deep black, sludge like liquid from parts of his body, slowly encapsulating his entire body, Wednesdays face went from unamused to pleasantly stunned. What stood before her now was a hulking mass of darkness, some dreary parasite. The head of the monster opens up, revealing Your veiny, corroded face.
“Is this too much?” You ask, Wednesday didn’t know what to say for a moment.
“What, what are you? Are you even human?” She asks, you slowly transform back.
“Obviously, I just have this, thing.”
“I am not a thing!”
“Who unfortunately has a mind of its own.” You say.
“… who else knows about this?” She asks you, and you awkwardly fiddle around.
“Principal Weems… and. Enid.” You say, which makes Wednesday scowl.
“You told Enid before me?” She says accusingly.
“No! He told her before I could.” You say, suddenly your hand darkens, lifts itself up, as it transforms into the face of Venom.
“I wanted to eat her! I had no intention to revel ourselves!” He yells, Wednesday looks at the hand, a mix of disgust and, amusement.
“So you were not lying, it is alive.”
“Yes I am pretty one! I bet your liver tastes exquisite!”
“Ignore that comment, he says that to everyone.” You shake your hand, letting him lose control and going back to normal. You sigh and clasp your hands together sadly.
“I.. I apologize for not telling you…” you say, “there’s no easy way to ease a woman into telling them that I have a cannibalistic parasite living inside me.” You explain.
“Do not fret, I expected to say you listed to country music, that would have been a real horror.”
“.. have I ever told you how amazing you are.” You say trying not to laugh at that, Wednesday calmly, and somewhat reluctantly sat next to you. Being a bit stuff, she was never this close to another person let alone a man not related to her.
“I have no right to judge what information you disclose… but I do appreciate you telling me. Now if I have a body to dispose of, I’ll know who to bring it to.” She said.
“I like her!” Venom yells.
“Me too..” you say under your breath, Wednesday took the leap, doing something so, daring. You felt a cold clasp on the top of your hand, Wednesday placed her hand on top of yours. You didn’t know what to say, you looked at Wednesday who kept looking forward, you could make out just the slightest hint of red under her cheeks. You didn’t hesitate, letting the symbiote slowly take over her hand, this actually brought Wednesday comfort, the cold slimy feeling of death on her cold unfeeling hand. A perfect combination, she decided to take one last risk, gently placing her head on your shoulder, it was again stiff and cold. A symbiotic arm crept around her body into a soft hug. It was a perfect serene moment, a parasitic, symbiotic, love.
“… I still despise the fact you told Enid first.”
“I doubt she would have said anything…”
“… still.”
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bee-the-loser · 24 days
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₊ ⊹☼ THE GIG ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Jay x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: Reader was invited by their friend to the gig, who just so happens to be the band's stylist, and manages to make eye contact with the electric guitar player. ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: Band au, basement gig, snarky characters ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 1,023 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: None that I can think of ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: This is my first time writing fanfiction and honestly it's not amazing, but I'm here to learn and practice so oh well ╮(︶▽︶)╭ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── Maybe it was the constant talk about relationships and the expectation that you were meant to fall in love someday that resulted in the overthinking you were doing right now or maybe it was the constant force feeding of romance that media shoves down everyone’s throats; either way it resulted in those words spewing out of your mouth before you could even stop yourself.
“They’re really hot,” you mentioned, “the one playing the electric guitar on stage. He’s got that effortlessly attractive look about them, like you know they don’t even need to try to achieve it.”
Leaning back against the sidewall you were standing against, you surveyed the crowded basement room that was lit up with red LEDs, almost like a warning sign trying to alert you to change your mind before it was too late. You didn’t pay much attention to them then, but reflecting back now on that night you wish you had taken it as a sign and ran away as you were now too far gone.
You hadn’t lied though and from the looks of the crowd surrounding the old makeshift stage you weren’t the only one who had noticed it as well. Both girls and boys alike were swarming and batting their eyes at each member of the band. Honestly it made you want to puke a little with how love sick everyone seemed. He was attractive though with his bleach blond hair and a simple yet somehow sophisticated look.
Even though he had managed to catch your eye, you definitely weren’t looking for anything, mainly mentioning it to have something in common with the girls you had been talking too. Love had never been your forte, never feeling much in relation to anybody, so sometimes you would lie. You would use pretty words spoken in a sweet tone as a way to weaponize love when moments like these came about. Making the topic into a double edged sword piercing both sides of the conversation equally. Pretending to have crushes on strangers allowed you the safety net that came as a result of never seeing them ever again. You can fake being upset until the girls successfully get off your back and then you’re free from romance and couples until the cycle inevitably has to start again another time. How no-one has noticed at all shocks you but hey, you weren’t going to attract attention to your little scheme for no reason.
The tipsy girls that were keeping you company started to giggle a little more than they would usually though, and that’s when you mentally clocked back into the scene and noticed those eyes on you. Honestly, fate seemed to be a little too cliché at that point as your eyes met. Unlike the stories though, there was no fireworks or tunnel vision, you weren’t the protagonist in some romance novel, where this would be the moment that you noticed one another for the first time. In your opinion, you suited the sidekick character a lot better, being able to provide the witty commentary and call out the others on their bullshit when things started to become too much.
You certainly weren’t here for love like any of the other potential hook ups waiting to happen in the crowd that were swooning up close, instead coming to support your younger friend who had managed to become a stylist for the band somehow. You had plans to hang out together after the night ended and he got the ticket free as a bonus. Niki had always been good at fashion, but you were happy he was finally being taken seriously after some past experiences. You weren’t looking to fight anymore pissed-off strangers who got upset after he commented on their outfits, although it was unlikely those would be the last times even with his new gig.
Finally, guitar boy as you had dubbed him in your head moved his eyes off you, and the set came to a close. While the others moved outside with the swarm, trying to catch the band members when they head out, you stayed put waiting for Niki to come find you.
You were never the most patient person in the world and when 20 minutes later he still hadn’t emerged from the backstage, you were tempted to storm in without a care. Before you could move and potentially get thrown out, guitar boy entered to pack up some of the sound equipment. He noticed you at the same time you did and again the two of you locked eyes.
“Fans were meant to have left 20 minutes ago,” he snarked as he made his way to you.
“Who said anything about being a fan,” you shot back, “I’m waiting for Niki actually.”
“Oh? And how do you know him?”
“Not that it’s any of your business but we grew up together, and we’re meant to have plans to hang out this evening so he better get a move on before I leave his ass here and just go home.”
Somehow the tension seemed to be rising between the two of you, and you hadn’t realised how close you both had gotten until the creak of the stage door alerted the two of you to the situation at hand. He took a sharp step back before anyone could potentially notice and finally, Niki stumbled through with his bags, running up to you in a daze ranting about whatever topic that his hyperactive mind was focusing on right then. “Ahh y/n sorry for the wait, we can go now.” As he almost skipped up towards the exit, he seemed to clock that you weren’t alone and casted a look over his shoulder shouting “Bye Jay, hope you didn’t give them too much of a hard time”.
You grabbed some of his stuff that he dumped for you to take and slowly made your own way up the dimly lit staircase, however, before leaving you turned around one final time to see guitar boy, now known to be Jay, watching you with a somewhat intense gaze and then the doors swung shut behind you.
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lovejosephquinn · 1 year
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Feral thoughts running through my mind when it should be my bedtime 🤷🏻‍♀️
Watching Joe when he’s newly out of the shower, clean and fresh looking, water still dripping from his basic towel dried curls, little droplets hanging onto his chest making his body shine and making your eyes wander. The small outline of his bulge covered by the towel that’s wrapped around his torso has your thighs clenching together, you want him and you want him now.
You fool him with the innocent face you pull, holding out your arms, uttering that it’s in the upmost importance he comes over to your side this minute. As he sits next to you, pecking a sweet kiss onto your cheek you trail your hands along his shoulders and down to his chest where you push him backwards in an instant.
Climbing to straddle him, your cunt bare wearing nothing but one of Joe’s old T-shirts, his eyes immediately darken from your sudden action of forcefulness and he doesn’t give in, he doesn’t take over, he holds on to see the next bold move you wish to take action upon. Your folds sit barely on the space of his growing erection, the towel is the only thing blocking you from spreading your slick up and down his length.
You make the rash decision to move off him in a hurry and his confused yet exceedingly desperate face is giving you a whole different story now. You can turn Joe on at the flick of a switch and now he’s whimpering at the loss of contact, his cock hard for you, almost throbbing at the thought of being buried inside of you.
In a flash you rush upwards and before he can say a word, his head is trapped between your knees. With a lick of his lips you hover sharply over his mouth, his lips instantly parting and moving up to latch onto your sopping core. The vibrations of his moans as he eats you up sends electricity coursing through your veins. Your head is thrown back in ecstasy as his tongue laps at your clit whilst his mouth is still secured around it. The little flickers have you holding onto your nipples, pinching and massaging them to create a greater sensation.
Joe’s hands suddenly appear gripped tightly on your hips, letting you rise a little, he takes a sharp breath before rocketing his tongue upward, bringing you down further until he is suffocated by your cunt. This time his tongue is inside of you, stroking your walls and curling side to side. His fingertips guide you back and fourth until you’re fully riding his muscle. You’re crying out his name and it only makes him move you faster. He hums along to the sounds you make, his cock so hard now that the towel has moved slight from the tent he’s made underneath, little wet patches align where the tip of his cock lays, pre-cum staining the material.
You can’t speak, you can’t move anymore when the band in your stomach has been stretched so far it can’t take anymore and snaps. Fluid seeps out of your cunt and into his mouth and he moans so clearly and loudly against you. If it weren’t for the fact your eyes were squeezed shut you would have pin pointed the moment Joe’s own eyes rolled into the back of his head. Guiding you through your orgasm and continuing to make you feel as light as a feather, you squeeze your legs between Joe’s head until the sensation seizes.
You climb off of him and Joe gasps for air, from his nose down is covered in your produce. Not holding a normal amount of oxygen for a little while has his lungs begging for it, your eyes avert straight to the towel that is soaking wet.
Joe came the moment you did, he doesn’t need to be touched to climax with you, although it’s always a bonus. Yet the simplicity of knowing that he’s taking care of you and giving you an unholy amount of pleasure is enough to send him over the edge and boy does he adore making you feel this good.
The borderline pornographic scenes are perfection to him and he’ll never tire of it. You almost feel proud, but you still blow him anyway. After all, he can’t have all the fun.
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trulyyours-rune · 8 months
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YOU’RE LITERALLY FEEDING US MALE READERS 😔
i was wondering if you could make a sub bill x dom male reader 😭 bills just been a little tease to the reader and the reader is getting annoyed and he knows how to teach him a lesson?
i’m obsessed with submissive bill..🫢
I'M SO SORRY FOR LEAVING Y'ALL. I just had a massive writing block and all. But boy didn't you guys fill my inbox 🤭
(Also thank you for specifying when sub or Dom I always stress abt it 💀)
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Warnings: Male reader, smut, I suck at writing smut, public sex, mirror sex, pet names, language, read what you're comfortable with.
Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader
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Hell. Absolute hell.
It was 3 in the goddamn morning, and you felt gross. You haven't showered and you're still in your pajamas. (Bonus points for comfy clothes) The plane left at 5 in the morning for it being a 8 hour flight.
You and the band didn't want to deal with paparazzi and big crowds at the moment. You were even surprised the airport was even open. The place was silent and it seemed that you guys we're the only ones here besides staff.
You all sat down in that waiting area, in the uncomfortable supposed to be so called "cushioned" seats, it only felt like concrete. Felt like someone kicked you in the ass, twice.
Bill was in the seat next to you, but he was leaning over and his arms draped over you. He was exhausted, obviously not a morning person. His hair wasn't really styled and more flat, he also wore your hoodie to remain warm. (Fuck it, he always has to be wearing either something you got him, or he just stole naturally.)
Your arm was wrapped around him, he was nearly half asleep but he couldn't bring himself too. He needed something to wake him up. He knew how to.
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3:28 A.M.
Georg was nearly asleep, his head nodding as his eyes open on and off. Tom with his head tossed back and eyes closed. There was Gustav, who seemed awake since 1873 and somehow sane.
"Y/n, schatz?" "Hm?" You hummed in response, Bill's voice was tired and soft. "Can we please go to the bathroom?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled from his face now in your neck.
"Not now, love." You sighed out, it was 3:30 after all. Bill got upset, hugging himself tighter to you. It wasn't long until he started to roam his hands on your body.
His hand trailed to your thigh, rubbing it gently. He knew what he was doing. You knew what he was doing, and to your surprise. It was working.
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That was probably how you two ended up in the bathroom, what other honest excuse was there?
Bill held muffled moans against your mouth, both having a tired messy make out session. It was way lazier than when you guys were either actually awake or drunk.
It was around 4, so people would start to spill into the airport, so you both needed to be fast. Move prep for another day, cause surely ain't gonna happen. You pressed Bill against the counter, and turned him over. His crotch against the counter, begging for attention.
You kissed his neck from behind, Bill's hands on the counter to keep him up. You tugged at Bill's pants, sliding them down with ease. His pants pooled at his ankles, and he let out a soft groan.
You kissed at his neck again, and slightly put pressure onto Bill's back, making the upper half of him lay against the counter.
You pulled down his boxers, they also fell down his legs. You bent back a bit, to see if anyone was coming. No one was, so you slid down your pants along with your boxers as well.
You tapped his inner thigh, and he spread his legs a bit. You wasted no time, and entered him slowly.
(I'm disappointed in myself, and I'm sure God is too.)
His fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms as he bit his lip to hold back the flow of moans.
You rocked your hips back and forth, slowly but the pace got quicker with each second. He put his hands over his mouth, elbows balancing him up and his back arched. He could see himself in the mirror, and you behind him.
Bill felt adrenaline rush through his body, and he nearly rolled his eyes back. Your pace got more sloppier, and your grip on his waist grew a bit tighter, but tight enough to leave marks.
You both were close, so close. Just a little more and...
"Mmmf!"
Bill moaned into his hands.
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You both got cleaned up, which was fairly quick. You both didn't feel as tired, but more of adrenaline.
You both walked out, hand in hand. You both had your hair a bit messed up.
You sat down and Gustav looked at you two, he known what you guys done, but he's not gonna question.
You and Bill had better sex before, you even had the scratch marks on your back from last night to prove it.
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Hiiii, I'm sorry I've been gone for long 😭 and I'm sorry the end was really short, but I'm so tired that every paragraph had 10 grammar errors.
But enough of me whining, get good sleep unlike me <3
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What Went Before: The Gang
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This story of mine has been going on for years, mostly over on my WordPress blog. Since I have gained quite a few new followers recently, I understand not everyone is up to date with everything that went before, and sometimes it can be worth knowing a few things. So, every so often, I shall do summary posts on what went before. In this case, on the history and relationships of my deeply loved friend group, sometimes referred to as "The Gang": James, Seth, Daniel, Jill and Sarah. Beware, though, I may say "summary", but this one will probably be quite long. Are you sitting down? Do you have a spare half hour? Here we go!
"The Gang" started with James, Sarah and Dan(iel). They have known each other their whole lives, with James and Sarah being twin siblings and Dan being their cousin.
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Seth and Jill joined them when they started school. As is frequently the case with young kids; it was often the boys together and the girls together at first.
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But as they grew older, more and more often, the five of them played and hung out together.
The boys formed a band, which they called The Hot Wings as a joke, and making music together only strengthened their bond.
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Sarah and Jill were their biggest fans and Dan's parents turned their garage into a rehearsal space for the band.
Jill's crush on James kicked in the moment the hormones did. At that point he was oblivious to it, but as puberty progressed, James started to notice the way Jill was looking at him. While he didn't hold the same feelings for her as she did for him, he did like her and was curious, so when Jill finally mustered up the courage to ask James if maybe they could hang out together sometime, he accepted.
They shared their first kiss and went from there. When they started sleeping together it was huge for Jill. It was huge for James too, but for different reasons which will be divulged by himself later in the story. Jill couldn't wait to tell bestie Sarah all about it. The only problem is... as stated above, Sarah is James' sister. And while she didn't directly say anything to James about it, she couldn't help but give him telling looks or sometimes make suggestive remarks.
So, James got fed up and ended up confronting Jill during a prom night.
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This was actually one of the first "story" posts I ever made. It's... well, let's say, if you go back to this one, you can clearly see my growth...
Breaking up at prom is not a very decent thing to do, to say the least. But teenage boys are not usually known for their decency, and James was no exception.
So, that was that, James and Jill were broken up.
After the first heated emotions of the prom night had died down, Jill and James agreed to stay friends. They were both too attached to "The Gang" and felt they could make it work. And honestly, they seemed to be doing okay.
When Jill and Dan threw a party at the teen club because they both turned 18, The Hot Wings played their music, and from the way Jill was looking at James on stage that night, it was clear she was, in fact, not over him at all...
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Time went on and the dynamics within The Gang were always shifting. Seth and Sarah fell in love...
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...And Seth made their relationship official when he asked her to be his girlfriend on New Year's Eve of 03.
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Seth and Sarah were solid from the get-go.
Things were a little more complicated where James and Jill were concerned... After a school Christmas party, they had a so-called "bonus night"...
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Even though James was honest about his intentions upfront, this night had reignited a spark of hope in Jill's heart.
Six months later they sat for their final exams and were the first group of teens to initiate the fire walking ritual which Rachel, Finn and Sadie adopted 2 years later upon their high school graduation.
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Jill held on to her little bit of hope until The Gang was about to start university and Sarah and Seth got word of this bonus night, which had remained their little secret up until then. It became evident right there, and then that Jill was hoping something could still be, while James had clearly moved on.
They had a good talk after which it appeared the message was clear, even to Jill: they would never be a couple ever again.
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And then it was uni time. I truly had a bit of a proud parent moment when I saw the five of them with all their stuff on the lawn of their student residence.
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We had come a long way and the friendship was still strong as ever. Little did we know then how much the strength of this friendship would be tested during the uni years.
Because of course life didn't stop there. Jill truly appeared to be over James when she got together with housemate Narai.
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And there was a slightly awkward corridor run-in with James when she left Narai's room one morning, thinking she could cross over to her own room quickly.
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All in all, things seemed to be going well for the gang. Jill appeared to be over James and order was restored.
Maybe now is a good time to bring Dan in, because not much has been said about him yet. That's mainly because Dan is maybe the most steady friend within the group. He likes to keep the peace and is usually the mediator when things get a bit more heated. Dan was the only one to find romance outside of the friend group (Sadie!)
Dan and Jill have a special friendship within The Gang. Being born only a few days apart, they started school at the same time and always celebrated their birthday parties together.
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In May of 06, Eva, James and Sarah's older sister, married Jasper, Jill's cousin, in Monte Vista. All these family connections meant the entire gang got to go on a trip together!
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Both Jill and Dan weren't in the happiest of moods though. Dan was upset because he and Sadie had just broken up and Jill was doubting her relationship with Narai.
Together they decided that getting drunk at the wedding was the best solution.
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Which led to Jill drunkenly telling James she was definitely over him...
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...and a drunken kiss with Dan...
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They both immediately realised this was definitely a big mistake, had a good talk about their friendship and knew they'd never go there again. Jill also realised that her relationship with Narai wasn't going anywhere either though and broke up with him when they got back home.
And that brings us close to the present. In which Sadie started university and stirred up a lot of emotions throughout The Gang, as we have seen. And which showed Jill is actually NOT over James yet... Time will tell how this all unfolds...
If you are curious how Miss Sadie connects into all this, I actually did a "What Went Before" on her a few months back. You can read it here. I should add though that I wrote this right before she started university, so also before she locked eyes with James again and f-ed up my entire storyline. xD
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natriae · 10 months
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bonus #2
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4 years since the end of another chance
"aieee,"
"yeah,aaieee," you giggled at your little girl. Right now instead of eating her food she played with the large diamond ring on your left ring finger. Her eggs were long forgotten as watched the engagement ring in awe. Under it sat a small silver band engraved on the inside with 11/04/12 and then 23/11/25 the days the two of you got together. Ushijima seemed hesitant on adding the original date, but you told him how important that day was for you and it was clear how important that day was for him too.
April 12th, 2011
Ushjima had come to your family's house just as the sun had begun to set and the birds chirped ready for bed. He politely knocked on the door then bowed to your father asking if he could take you on a quick adventure. Believe it or not Ushijima Wakatoshi didn't have the same amount of confidence when it came to your parents as he did on the court. As a 16 year old boy he was still nervous that they wouldn't see him as a good suitor for you. He was more than ecstatic when your dad gave him a small smile and said yes he may. You were far too excited to see him that you had run out of the house without a jacket. You had only noticed when the two of you had walked by Ushijima's house. He quickly climbed into his open window and grabbed the first hoodie he found. His new Shiratorizawa hoodie his mom had gotten for him when he had just got accepted into the school. You giggled watching the tall man try and fit through his tiny window. You knew a little about his mom and how strict she was, but you never realized how much he had risked when he snuck out to see you. Running back he whisked you away from your thoughts by trying to get his hoodie over your head. You giggled attempting to help him. He was like a big puppy not realizing his own strength and aggression until it was too late. Seeing the panicked look on his face, worried he hurt you, you took hold of his hand and swung it a little to get him to lead the way. After walking a bit through a clearing and past a small stream there was a field full of cherry blossoms, your favorite.
"I needed to get you out here now. They're in full bloom." His deep voice rang through your ears. It always shocked you to hear how deep his voice was for how young the two of you are. Without thinking you ran to him and jumped snuggling into his neck. Immediately he wrapped his arms around you and held you up. He didn't lose his balance not even for a second making you fall more in love then you already are. For at least an hour he watched you run around picking flowers and taking pictures of the pretty trees. Making sure to run back to him and have him hold the prettiest ones. At one point, when the clock was hitting 7, he lightly grabbed your wrist before you could run off and get more. You watched his eyes falter a bit before he decided to look down at the flowers in his hand. Looking back up his mouth opened and then closed then did it again. His face got red and he looked around at the scenery again. You watched his chest rise and fall taking a deep breath before putting both of your hands on his face so he faced you.
"Is everything all right 'jima?" you asked. Your bottom lip jutted out and your eyes widened trying to understand what he was thinking about.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked fiddling with the flowers in his hands.
"Of course I will," you said trying to hide the large smile that graced your face.
Present
who would have guessed that 16 years later the two of you would have a happy 14 year old boy and a one year old little girl. The two of you had named her Sakura. Your favorite flower and where Wakatoshi had asked you out. Her name represents the renewal of your relationship and how beautiful it will be. Feeding your little girl you couldn't help but think about how amazing Wakatoshi has been. Right now he was packing with Isa for your family to take a short trip to Japan. It was difficult to convince him that he didn't need to
do all the work in the house, but he wanted to prove to you that he was a good husband especially after the two of you got married.
"the videos resurfaced," His deep booming voice rang through the kitchen as he rolled in a large suitcase.
"of sakusa?" You asked as you tried feeding some more eggs to your daughter. Forgetting about a fork and just using your fingers hoping she would open her mouth and take a bite.
"yeah, his dad's paying for them to be taken down,"
"ugh, rich people are lucky they can do that," you said, shaking your head.
Isa's voice rang through the hallway eavesdropping on your conversation, "aren't we rich though?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. In just four years he's grown up so much. He wore contacts now, has better style, and his hair had gotten so long. It's hard to believe that he's not your baby anymore.
"You will lose your job. I'm not paying for you to keep it," Ushijima's voice responded in a strict tone as he took the luggage into the garage to be packed away into the car. Isa nodded his head following his dad with two smaller suitcases.
After Sakura had eaten most of the eggs you lifted her up and handed her to her father while you cleaned her chair. She looked much more like you then 'jima, but she had his signature hair color making her clearly her father's child. You had gotten pregnant not long after the wedding ceremony…which wasn't surprising considering how many times you asked Wakatoshi to make you a mommy again, and then all the times you chanted it during sex. But onto the more wholesome details Wakatoshi acted exactly how you predicted he would during birth. He held your hand, let you squeeze it till it turned white, he gave you kisses on your forehead while you pushed, he cried when he held his daughter for the first time, he was nervous about holding her worried that his big hands would crush her tiny body, he even would tell her a story every night before bed.
Wakatoshi had reassured you that he would take full care of her when you guys were on the plane. He was like magic and your swore he knew it too. Anytime she would cry the minute he picked her up and snuggled her into his jacket she would immediately settle down. She was being fussy? All Wakatoshi needed to do was brush his thumb over her cheek and she was fine. At one point you were worried your baby had died since you didn't wake up once in the night, but it turned out that Jima was snuggling her as she slept peacefully in between you too. Her small cubby hand wrapped around your husband's pinky.
You really had nothing to worry about. Wakatoshi is the perfect husband, perfect dad, and the best volleyball player. You will shove it into anyone's face who thinks otherwise.
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tags: @mineta-phobic @rukia-uchiha-98 @ssc7514 @megumuro
a short little bonus for the next bonus to make more sense
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Hiiii can I request something with Kurt that has to do with a breeding kink and sneaking around? Cant stop thinking abt him whispering in my ear abt breeding me while doing it in secret in a closet before a show 😭 bonus points if he has his hand over my mouth so no one hears us 💗 thank you!!!
Pre-show workout
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A/n: finally a request for something other than Mötley Crüe. While I love writing for those boys I also love to write for different people. Also a disclaimer this is not to be disrespectful to Kurt in anyway I’m just a teenage girl writing out hers and others fantasies.
Pairings: Kurt Cobain x Fem!Reader
Warnings: soft ish smut?, breeding kink, and I think that’s it to be honest
It was right before a show and you knew this was probably a bad idea but your husband thought otherwise.
Kurt had you pinned against the wall ass he thrusted in and out of you, his hand covering your mouth so no one would hear. His band mates were right outside and that made it even more thrilling.
His other hand held you up and he fucked into you at a rough pace.
“Are you gonna cum baby? So am I. I’m gonna cum inside you and fill you up would you like that?” You nodded quickly, feeling a sense of a sugar rush from his dirty talk. He never really had that much dirty talk but when he gets pussy drunk..god he doesn’t even know what he’s saying half the time.
But the two of you had wanted a baby for awhile so you guess now is the time to make one.
The blonde was a mixture of groans and grunts, trying to stay quiet himself while you were muffling into his hand.
You clenched around him and the frontman knew that you were close. Tears fell down your face as you came, and not long after Kurt reached his peak as well. “Ahh just take it babe.” He’d whisper in your ear.
The two of you stood there trying to re-catch your breaths. You fixed your clothes and your husband gave you a passionate kiss.
“Mm you got a show to do im pretty sure.” You teased.
He smiled down at you, loving your sense of humor. It’s what made him fall for you in the first place.
“You better be there front row.”
“You bet I will.”
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