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hey babe 💕 hope your day is going well! if the idea clicks with you, here's a request! but, no worries if you don't vibe w/ it <3 anyways, would you be up to writing a felipe drugovich x fem!reader, where usually their sex is very sweet and lovey, and its good, but reader decide she wants to ask for something different. she sits down to talk to him all like "please don't take this wrong" and is super worried he'll hate the idea but she asks him to take it rough with her sometime and boy, he delivers 🫣 ( + spanking kink <3 )

My oh my...

Summary: felipe was sweet and lovely, but too much for your taste, so you decide to change things a bit - and he's into it.

Rating: +18

Warnings: explicit !!!! oral (f! and m! recieving), p with plot, unprotected s*x, spanking (kink), blindfold, maybe some mouth f*cking, praise kink. PURE FILFTH

Word count: 2.2k

Notes: it was supposed to be a drabble . it was supposed to be around 0.9k words. ended up a full one shot. i'm more impressed than you think .

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Their bodies were clinging together, his face was against your neck as he let out low moans. You had already reached your climax, and he was reaching his. He was mumbling incoherent things in Portuguese and you thought it was adorable.

His body crashed against the mattress and he held your hand, kissing it lightly, and you smiled and laid your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes and enjoying the rest. He was so sweet and caring, so different from the others.

Days later and there was something bothering you lately about having sex with him and you didn't know what it was, he was perfect, loving, took time with you and treated you like a princess, there was no reason to be picking on that. Since he was away for the first race of the season, you took that time to think about what was going wrong, what you felt was missing, not least because you always got there, always, often more than once.

Of course google was your source to understand what you might be feeling, because the love was there, the hard-on was there, what was missing?

And well, you found what you could possibly add. It wasn't that you had a missing piece, but a few things that could be added sometimes. Now came the hardest part, talking to him and seeing if he was okay with that. The biggest fear was that he would feel offended or even angry that you kept it from him and you didn't want to get to that point, of fighting over sex "issues".

You waited until he had the week's break between Bahrain and Jeddah. He arrived at your London apartment with the biggest smile on his face, hugging you and lifting you off the floor, filling your face with kisses.

"Eu estava com saudades!” (I've missed you.)

"I missed you too, Fe." As happy as you were, your nervousness was eating you up inside. "Drop your bags in your room and come, I made a special dinner for you."

"I'm curious." He hurriedly went to leave his suitcase in his room and quickly returned, already with slippers on his feet and without his sweatshirt.

"É... Um... I'm going to say this wrong, but... farofa de pinhão." You put it in a pot and handed it to him.

"You're the best, you know that, right?" He took a spoonful of the farofa and smiled when he tasted it. "Incredible."

You ate dinner, sitting on the couch with your legs curled up together. After a while, just listening to the background television and enjoying the moment together, he started paying more attention to you, sensing that maybe something was wrong, so at the same moment, you got up and took the pots to the kitchen, washing them while he followed you, leaning his body against the countertop, analysing your somewhat nervous movements.

When you finished cleaning the dishes, you took a deep breath and turned to him.

"We need to talk."

“Aham… Bedroom?” He was a bit startled by it, but he tried to take it as light as possible.

You walked to the bedroom and sat on the bed facing each other. You took his hands and placed them on your lap, taking a deep breath and looking at a fixed point behind him.

"First of all, love.... Please don’t take this wrong, okay?”

“Did I do something wrong, gatinha?” His worried voice made you even more nervous than you already were.

“Baby, no… Calm down and listen to me.”

“Okay. Sorry.”

“So… I love having sex with you, really, you’re the best guy I’ve ever been with, you care about what I’m feeling, it makes me cum every single time, it’s very sweet and it makes me feel so good…” You breathed in, squeezed his hands. “But sometimes I would like to do it more rough, you know? Like… You know, be rougher with me.” The tension on your body could be felt miles away. “If you’re not into it, it’s okay! I… Is it more of an idea? I’m sorry.”

“Ah. Uau.” His face expression was pure surprise, yet his smile did not lie, he was into it. “You don’t need to apologise, baby.”

He pulled you to his lap, caressing your back and leaving small kisses on your shoulder.

“Don’t worry, okay?” You looked at him, feeling that guilt fade away.

“Okay.”

“I just didn’t know you were such a naughty girl…” He murmured, stealing a quick kiss before taking you off his lap and going to the bathroom.

……………………………………………………………

You had spent your Saturday afternoon with your girl friends, going to different cafés, going shopping - which resulted in a new green lingerie set, just for him. When you came back, the lights on the apartment were low. He was sitting down on the sofa watching a football match, only in his black Adidas training shorts, his legs and arms spreaded and you could see his bulge from afar. You left your bags on the floor and sat on the arm of the sofa, running your hands through his hair.

“Hi, love…” He looked up, smiling at you.

“Oi, bem.” (Hi, dear)

“I’m going to take a shower then what do you think about some coffee and pastries from the places I went with the girls?”

“Perfect. The match will be off soon.” His fingers travelled through your thigh.

“Be right back then. Love you.”

“Te amo.” (Love you)

You ran towards the bathroom, all giggly from how he was acting, it was so sexy to see him like that. Before you went to take your shower, you got the new lingerie set and the fancy body products he gave you a while back for valentine’s day. Maybe you stayed in the shower more than you planned, mostly because you wanted to be smelling good for him - and pretty. On top of the green set, you’ve put one of his oversized shirts - that didn’t totally cover you, because your ass and thighs were bigger than most girls.

Walking back towards the open plan kitchen-living room, he was already arranging the sweets and the coffee, but he stopped everything to look at you coming to him.

“Gostosa pra caralho.” (Fucking hot)

“I try to.” You laughed, putting your arms around his neck.

Unexpectedly, he turned you around and bent you on the balcony, coming right behind you. His shorts were so tight that you were feeling him semi hard against you.

“Wearing my shirt, huh? Someone’s trying to call my attention?”

His hands were travelling around your body and he didn’t have any hurry on exploring your body. He lightly squeezes your breasts when his hands arrive on them, biting his lower lip.

“You’re wearing something under this, aren't you? Say it.”

You took a few seconds to answer him, so that was when the first slap against your ass came. A whimper escaped your lips in shock - but you liked it.

“Say it to me…” His lips got closer to your ear. “Palavras, bebê.” (Words, baby)

“Yes… I’m wearing green lingerie. I bought it today, just for you.”

“Really? I’m the luckiest man on Earth, aren’t I?” He slapped your ass again, with a little more strength than before. “Take off the shirt and show me.”

He gave you space to get up and take off the shirt - which you did at such a quick pace that made him chuckle.

“Such a good girl.” He lifted your chin. “Sit on the counter.”

You complied to his ask and soon he spread your legs and got it in between, holding your hips and starting a passionate kiss, letting his tongue pass over your mouth and colliding against yours, in such a desperate pace, like he didn’t kiss you in months. You tugged his hair a little, not giving him a chance before you started to kiss his jaw, then his neck, letting yourself bite and make bruises that he was going to show himself off to his friends. His low groans were making you wetter by the minute. Drugovich got tired of not doing anything, so he grabbed your face and lifted up, letting your neck and V line be exposed. He was so desperate that he only gave you quick hickies, soon exploring the valley of your breasts, while his thumbs were going against your nipples - the feeling of the fabric against them was making you crazy.

After listening to your moans, he smiled, going lower till the height of your thighs, laying his head there. Felipe slowly pressed a finger against your covered clit, moving in slow circles. That movement got you in surprise, making you squirm under his touch. The kisses on your thighs weren’t helping, you were melting under his touch.

“So wet… Only for me.”

“Only for you, baby.”

Out of the blue, he changed his position and picked you up, taking you to the bedroom. Feeling the soft fabric hit your back gave a good calming sensation, however you couldn’t focus on enjoying that for too long, because he got a silk cloth and brought it to you.

“Can I?”

“Yes.”

He tied it on your face, completely taking out your vision - Drugovich was a smart man, he researched online about things he could do and put a blindfold on someone appeared a lot on the websites, so why not? Slowly he took off your lingerie and you could feel his mouth going at the places where the fabric covered it once - he just left the stockings on, he thought it was sexy.

You felt his hands on your thighs, then his kisses and his finger moving your - now bare - clit, it was cold, nothing like your body. Soon, this finger had its tip curled and was going in and out of you. You moaned his name when you felt his tongue on your folds, licking the wetness away and then going harshly against your clit.

The quick but then slow movements of his tongue, followed by some sucking on your clit and his finger pumping on you was overwhelming, the moans and whimpers going out of your mouth were so loud that your neighbours probably heard him give your first orgasm. When he saw that you were overwhelmed with the climax, he pulled away, smiling and slapping both of your thighs.

“Open your mouth, baby.” He held your face and turned it to the side. You opened your mouth, knowing what was coming. “Boa garota.” (Good girl)

He slowly pushed his hard dick against your mouth so you could get used to the feeling of taking him in with a blindfold on. When you got used to the feeling, he started to move his body a bit quicker, grabbing your hair. You knew he was into it because he couldn’t hide his groans, especially the ones that pet names escaped in the middle. His pace was getting faster and rougher - he was basically fucking your mouth and you were loving the sensation of it, just at mercy of his control. You gagged a little when you felt him go deeper, but got used to the feeling, soon small tears were forming at the end of your eyes.

“If I didn’t want to fuck you so much, I would finish like that.” He took his dick out of your mouth, kissing your forehead.

He left your face against the mattress and your ass up, caressing your bum before slapping a few times - that earned strangled whimpers from you. Felipe went closer to your face, taking the blindfold off and you could notice that you could see yourself on the big mirror that was on the side wall from your room.

“I want you to see yourself moaning and falling while I’m inside of you.” He said, giving another slap on your ass.

He adjusted himself on your entrance, going in slowly, knowing that you took some time to take him in. The Brazilian didn’t move for a while, waiting for your approval. When you mouthed a “please” he knew that he could thrust into you.

Drugovich started with slow movements, to get you more comfortable. When you felt good enough, you started to move your hips against him, which earned a hard slap on your ass.

“I control the pace.” You stopped moving and let him have all the control.

This time, he was faster, grabbing your hips with both of his hands, going all in for the moment. Your thighs would slap together and the contact made the back of yours get red - that was already sensible from the multiple slaps he gave you throughout the night. Without you noticing, one of his hands went on the middle of your legs, opening up them a bit and teasing your clit - if you were already close to having an orgasm, nothing could stop you now. Since his body was closer to yours, he kissed and nibbled the back of your neck.

Soon you were chanting his name and getting into your climax, that soon triggered his and he came hard inside of you, moaning your name multiple times.

Both of you laid spread on the bed, hugging each other. He left kisses on the top of your head, caressing the side of your body.

“That was good.” He murmured.

“So fucking good.” You chuckled.

“We will do it like that always, it’s just so hot.” He pulled you closer. “Why didn’t we think about that before?”

“I don’t know, but I’m happy we know now.”

“Eu te amo, muito.” (I love you so much) “Thanks for opening up, gatinha.”

“I love you too, Fe. I was pretty nervous, but thanks for being open about it.”

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bl4cktourmaline · 4 months

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CHAPTER 0 : NEW GAME

MAIN MENU ੈ♡˳ | CURRENT PAGE ੈ♡˳ | NEXT PAGE ੈ♡˳

calling... @nogenderbee

NEW GAME

➤ Continue

Settings

Exit

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

WOULD YOU LIKE A TUTORIAL?

➤ Yes | No

███████▒▒▒

HOW TO PLAY THE GAME

CHOICES : as a player, you will be given three options to pick throughout the game.

STAGES : there are many stages in the game, you must clear the current stage before moving onto the next one. Each stage will hold three different love interests. Your goal are to clear the route to obtain an ending, preferably the good ending.

PHONE : In this game, your chosen love interest will contact you through a phone. You have the options to not answer as well but be prepared for the consequences of your actions as in it's highly possible to increase the danger meter by doing so.

MENU : a screen will popped up in front of you at anytime, it's the general area for important notes and etc.

HEART ; this button let you see your own status and the characters'

BOX ; this button will lead you to the inventory.

FILES ; this button is where old files are stored.

TIP : a helpful tool that may or may not help you throughout the game, this can change depends on your actions so choose wisely.

DANGER METER : a meter that determines the possibilities of your life being at risk. Make sure to pay attention to it to avoid from getting the bad ending.

LOVE METER : a meter that tells you the rate of the love interest's infatuation with you.

➤ CONTINUE?

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

WELCOME TO LOVE VIRUS, PLAYER...

"(name)-san, isn't it too late to be playing the game at this time of night?"

Your head snapped towards the source of the voice, away from your screen as your eyes twitched, slowly adjusting to the darkness of the room. a small shadow loomed by the bedroom door where a little girl stood there, rubbing her eyes as a yawn come out afterwards.

"Emiko? Why are you still awake at this time of night??" You blinked, rubbing one eye as you stood up while putting the game on pause "Wait, why are you even here anyways?!"

The little girl yawned, clearly sleepy "Naomi invited me over because you were too busy with your project and I already told my parents before coming here so you don't have to worry so much"

You noticed her wearing a pair of light pajamas made of a baby blue shirt and shorts as the poor girl could barely stand properly from how close she was to passing out "I was just wondering what you were doing since your sister got worried...so I just want to be sure you don't overdo it"

"Ah..." Scratching the back of your head, feeling a little embarrassed for making the two young girls worrying over your well being "Sorry, I'll make sure to be more careful next time"

The young girl stared "... What kind of game are you making anyways?"

"Oh, this?" You pointed at the big glowing screen behind you and she slowly nodded a yes "It's a horror kind of otome game, it's also a strategy game since you need to be careful with your choices"

"So if you choose the bad one, it'll might have a bad outcome?"

"Yeah, those choices will affected the ending too since I programed it to be that way, so the ending you might get won't necessarily be the same one as other players would get it!"

"...uhh, (name)-san?"

"Ah, excuse me...I didn't mean to run my mouth off there, haha!"

You laughed nervously, slightly cursing to yourself for letting yourself loose there for a moment "Do you have any questions?"

"Hmm...is it a game for adults then?" Emiko tilted her head innocently to which you almost choke on air.

"N-No! It's not that kind of game...but you should be able to play it once you are a bit older, alright?" You explained with a smile, sweating nervously as the young girl stared at you with a puzzled expression.

"... Okay. Then goodnight, (name)-san" She wave her hand, yawning as she slowly grabbed the door "Don't stay up too late, Naomi wants to eat breakfast together...so don't be late"

"Thanks, Emi! I'll be there so sleep well!" You thanked her as she closed the door shut, the sound of her footsteps soon slowly faded into the background, telling you that she already went back to your little sister's room.

You turned your head towards the desk where a small digital clock was sitting at, 01:19 am was printed on the screen "...I could spare some time right..."

Grabbing your alarm clock to set it up "I need to do some testing before I can actually sleep anyways" picking up the VR headsets on top of the bed and carefully place them around your head.

"Switch On"

In your line of sight, the room turn pitch black, complete emptiness before a glowing pink screen popped in front of you with a question.

WELCOME TO LOVE VIRUS, PLAYER...

➤ CONTINUE?

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

➤ NAME

TYPING...

➤ (last name) (name)

ARE YOU SURE WITH THIS NAME?

➤ YES

REGISTRATION COMPLETED.

PLEASE ENJOY THE GAME.

Then three different files popped out before your eyes, showing you the current route for the stage you're starting on.

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mrdrhenwardhykle · 7 months

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INSERT 25¢ TO CONTINUE : Into the AudoScape-Level 1: The Crate

The neighborhood streets were cold and desolate at this hour. As the sun bids its adieu to this part of the world; leaving it with nothing more than a somber setting and a consistent chill. A sleepy late-autumn afternoon could never promise too much excitement for the full-grown adults and young children stuck in their homes; however, those in the limbo of both groups might beg to differ.

For a brief moment, the quiet time alone enjoyed by the nearest indoor inhabitants was briefly interfered with. Rolling steadily down the narrow winding streets, the passengers of a chipped lime-green Volkswagen made their short appearance in these small neighborhoods. Perhaps going a touch over the speed limit, the wheels ground heavily against the paved road, easily snapping away any loose branches and foliage peeking over the closed in sides. Rooted in the fear or messing up, the driver intended to minimize distraction from all other surroundings in order to ride safely. From just a side glance given by the passenger, one could obviously spot that despite his masculine front, the driver, Freddie, found himself buried deep in a festering mass of anxiety. Alongside the further darkening and eerie pathway leading towards the inevitable unknown, the constant chatter from his kid sister's brand new toy didn't help much of anything, either.

"Bring! Bring! E-he-he-he-he!"

"Allope, would you kindly consider turning off your toy for just one minute? Please? I'm trying to focus on the road," Freddie interrupted while maintaining a calm approach.

"It's not just a toy, Dipstick-" The passenger to his right playfully mocked, "It's a Spinby! I think it's supposed to be way more advanced, or something. It's almost like having a pet- just without the mess-making and allergies!"

"Yeah-sure-I get it. We all appreciate the fact that you were able to give her a semi-late birthday gift, but did you really have to give it to her right now?" A rise in tension was present in his voice. Shifting the light waves of locks dangling freely in front of her face, Rebecca gave out a sigh to fully comprehend her hysterical relative. Placing an elbow on the knee of her propped-up leg, and the other on her hip, she stared intently hoping this would get Freddie to internalize his ridiculousness.

"Come on- It's going to be fine. I'm just making up for it all at once. I'm sure more than anything that you two will have an amazing time", Rebecca reassured as Freddie eased his tight grip on the wheel.

"Okay-okay. I get it. I'm calm. And I thought you said that you didn't know much about this place. Why do you suddenly know so much information about it?"

"WHA?!" Rebecca exclaimed while throwing her arms up in the air, "Just because I don't know much about a place doesn't mean I haven't been in it. You know how I am when I'm away from home!"

Freddie chuckled, "Heh-Yeah. I know."

Not paying much attention, Allope fidgeted with the faux creature, pushing up and down its eyelids, feeling the vibrations of the stiff servos through her fingers. Allope, while old enough to understand that the toy was no living creature, or even close to sentience; still endeared to the unknown source of its lively illusion. She found herself like this often; servos and mechanics would leave her boggled, and inspire her to reach the farthest corners of the unknown, but she had never been close enough to finding the true source. Adolescents at this time couldn't give a direct answer to this source to educate the young Allope. Perhaps even coming to understanding a product so-beyond its own time was far more complicated to explain than it seemed.

"Dah! No-Uohhh!"

"Allope, can you please turn that off? Allope? ALLOPE?!"

Through the screaming, Allope's attention finally landed back down to earth. "Oh," She exclaimed, turning it around and tinkering with the manual on the bottom . "It can't turn off."

"What?" Freddie said soulessly while silently staring down Rebecca from the corner of his eye. "Well then, I think it shuts down if you stop playing with it. Or maybe it just needs complete silence!", Rebecca comes quick to defend herself.

Rebecca turned quickly to look behind her, "Allope, what does the box say?!"

Allope leaned her head slightly to the side, hoping there wasn't an ounce of regression toward her mistakes. Allope formed a wide smile from each naturally rose-colored cheek, "Oh!" she chuckled, "I threw that thing away once Fred broke the twisty-ties with his pocket knife!" The front seat lets out an expected sigh at the situation, Rebecca taking in the comedic factor more than Freddie.

"BUY-MorE-BUY-ME-"

Suddenly the toy creature gained a new voice, like a desperate salesman you would hear on TV. Not even a sentence in, it let out an irritable shriek of disturbed static, eyes flickering in multicolor, and head spinning around fast enough one could hear the joints and servos twist and snap within its body.

"Allope!" Freddie cried out attempting to gather up any crumbs of tranquility to ease the situation.

"Allope, what did you do? Just turn it off!" Rebecca suggested.

"I'm trying-I'm try-" Before Allope could figure out what to do, the ongoing audio increased unbearably, causing Allope's earpiece to whistle, making it difficult for her to think. Allope let out a small yelp in discomfort, causing the two in the front seat to look behind in concern. Rebecca lashed back by the sight bright red lights from a large and bulky-looking semi-truck that just harshly cut out of nowhere in front of the vehicle.

"Freddie! Watch out!" she hollered. Luckily, Freddie was quick enough to gain enough awareness to avoid smashing straight into it; however, Freddie's reflexes were not prepared for the large vehicle to drop a large metal box in the middle of the road. Pulling a sharp turn, the tires struck the box, causing it to spin out into the side of the lane. Rebecca was holding on for dear life, but Allope wasn't as fortunate seeing how the back seats lacked seatbelts. Through Freddie's rear-view mirror, he caught a final image of Allope being thrown against the air for just one brief moment.

SNAP! A moment of silence struck. "ALLOPE!?" Freddie cried out. By forcing the break, the Volkswagen spun out near some foliage on the edge of the road, without taking too much damage after the hit. From just turning to face the back, all that they could see was Allope's mismatched colored sneakers and patchy, cuffed jeans with the rest of her lying just out of view, motionless. "No-no-no-no-no-no-no!" Freddie screamed while unbuckling his seatbelt and desperately opening the glove compartment for the spare flashlight; Rebecca following closely behind. It took time for both to climb out of the tilted vehicle while keeping it in place; however, both passengers were able to make it to the back of the van, through pushing and snapping away as much brush as they could. Freddie desperately flung open the twin doors on the back, revealing the sight of his little sister lying in silence; observing the innards of the decapitated head of her brand new toy that broke the fall.

Freddie let out a sigh and a nervous laugh in relief, and Rebecca chuckled after seeing this. Swiping up Allope with great ease, the three hiked over the small hill to see if they could push the box out of the way so no other oncoming traffic would hit it. The roads were ghostly; the driver of the truck took off almost at supersonic speed once the cube fell off. "Man, I sure hope that wasn't a part of the truck that fell off," Freddie spoke as he approached further.

"Maybe it was just some scrap metal? I mean, it looked to be as rusty and bulky as that hell-driven truck it fell out of," Rebecca made the most out of this possible dreary moment.

Allope held no thoughts other than the brand new fantastical world that was opened up to her once she saw the innards of her poor Spinby's head. Taking a full view in the hole, she could see flat pieces of metal that extended out into the beak, once prompting it to move. Behind the mechanics to the beak were the two eyes, staring deeply into her soul despite Allope closing them on the outside. These mechanics were alien to Allope; but not meaning that she couldn't ever come to understand it. In a whim of curiosity, she thought to reach behind the mouth plates to roll the eyes back up, and then down. She did this a couple times, not giving much attention to what was happening right in front of her until Freddie gently placed her down by the side of the road.

Snapping back to reality, she dropped the decapitated head, suddenly enthralled at the sight of her brother crouching down to observe some misplaced foreign object. Upon exposure to light and movement, the latches on the item unlocked abruptly, startling the kids as they watched it open. An antenna that resembled a flat and abstract looking flower sprung up, each of the smaller antennas extending in a circle. The pistons hissed, the kids still observing it from afar.

"What is it?" Rebecca watched in horror as the eerie lighting from the flashlight caused a dramatic cast across her face. Latches clicked and lifted up without the aid of any hand. Fog arose from the opening on the crate, the interior glowing a sickly green glow that lit up the surrounding area. To make matters much more off putting for our clueless observers, a slightly off-key celebratory tune from a synthesized oscilloscope played as the top of the case rose up.

"Thank you very much for choosing AudoSphere products for all of your virtual desires and experiences," greeted a shaky and monotone voice of a woman. The voice sounded more like a generated mimic than what any real voice would ever sound like; it was vibrotic and glitched, as if its replicating human vocals from the musical synths each generated visual made. The screen was on the top part of the case, and it was rounded out like a bubble. A green line that departed into multiple shook and mimicked the voice as it went on. It appeared as if the monitor's shape would be able to fit perfectly in the bottom because of the divots carved into the settled items that looked like some sort of Nintendo play-set.

Suddenly, upon this view, Allope's fascination with her toy's decapitated head no longer mattered. "A new game!? Oh! Can we take it home and play it?" Allope spoke out amongst the silence.

"Allope! It's not ours- and if it was some kind of game-set, we would probably have to buy it. Wouldn't just taking it from a store-supplies truck be like stealing?" Freddie replied, tugging back his excitable sister from darting over to the crate.

"Thank you for your queries. I can assure you that our system can answer all your questions you need," The system replied, all eyes lifting up and paying attention to it, "As for ownership, AudoSphere virtual head and movement set and adapter cables are a safe and easily adjustable mechanic for all ages. This product, however, is in demo condition and is not fully complete. There is no foreseen update."

The ability to respond caught the three concerned observers off guard, so they just stood in silence as it continued, "AudoSphere Virtual Manipulator V4.0[demo] has no other assigned hosts, nor does it have any copies to be bought and sold at local sales establishments. It seems like this exact location is where AutoSphere is meant to be."

"Congratulations. Please state the name of the host of this set-"

"ALLOPE!" The girl shouted her own name with no hesitation.

"Welcome, Allope. To begin tutorials-"

Freddie slammed the case "Nope!-Nope! Not yet!" Allope squinted her eyes at him to convey her disappointment.

"We can take it with us, but we need to check it with Mom and Dad first. We should tell them the truth, just in case we get some government official on the front porch. If it really turns out to be some kind of play-set, then I'll let you have it!".

Snapping out of her confused trance due to what Freddie said, Rebecca intervened and pushed Fred over to a place where Allope couldn't hear them. "Uh, Freddie ?" she spoke with hushed concern.

"Yes?..."

" You know, I don't think exposing Allope–or even your parents– to some shady set of technology is a great idea. I speak from experience when I say it's not a walk in the park messing with this kind of new-wave junk. Serious incidents happen from situations just like this all the time. If it really is just some kind of game-set, doesn't it sound a little too good to be true to have no owner or price on it and be totally free?"

Freddie's awareness of Rebecca's caution to potentially reliving a past horrible experience once again threw itself onto the table of concerns; however, he couldn't find much reason to worry, due to not having any negative situations with such things personally. "Yeah. I know it seems scary, but stuff like 'that' don't actually happen every day, ya know? I just think if we get some other perspective on this whole thing, we should be home safe. It'll be fine, Reb, I'll make sure of it."

Nodding, Rebecca started to lie to herself that these things could start a new beginning. Both teens pulled a group effort to load the crate into the back seat. Freddie assigned Allope a place between the two front seats, instead of the back this time around. The car pulled out of the small stoop easily enough, making a safe ride to "Comet Cliff's Cosmo-Cade" in no time!

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jiinjiinjarra · 1 year

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BTS // Magazines // CanCam // August 2019 issue // 2019 // Pt.3

Scan Cr. takejun20522_ // Translation Cr. jinmajitenshi & kookceptional // Source: 1 & 2

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-JIN-

The Worldwide Handsome eldest member who possess gentle calmness and inner strength

In little moments of our daily lives, (we) show consideration to each other. This contributes to what makes us BTS.

🐹: I’m the eldest of the team, and rather than being concerned about age hierarchy, i’m more of the type that prefers to meet people halfway. I wasn't very conscious of (age hierarchy) in the past, but recently I've started to think something along the lines of the "culture of treating people differently just because they are older or younger isn't good", and this type of relationship (based on age hierarchy) might seem insipid. A part of what makes us BTS is that it's not just me, but everyone in BTS who thinks like that. It can be felt from the little things in our daily lives that we show consideration to each other for everything. If (any of us) thought that "(Any of) the members would dislike this", then the other members would say "It would be better to stop (doing that)" before it happens. Other than that, charms of our members that only I know of... That is probably something that ARMY would know better than me. I don't watch our members that closely (laughs). Ah, RM's interview in the U.S. is interesting if you pay attention to it. His English is fluent, reliably answering questions, and (he) gives (us) the chance to reply with a few words instead of difficult English sentences. In RM's case, he excels in language study like that, for the other members, they dance well, sing very well too... I think that to be reliable and hardworking for each of our specialty is our team's forte and the cool side of each member.

Q. Any small happiness recently?

🐹: I'm into the drama called Walking Dead recently. There's a character that I didn't really like, and when I thought that (the character) looked like (they) will die, a zombie did (them) in (laughs).

Q. What kind of imagery comes to mind when you close your eyes now?

🐹: (When I close my eyes) I see zombies (laughs). (They) appear even if I close my eyes * for a long time. / *can also mean 'ignore'

Q. Something cute about the members?

🐹: Their genuine excitement when they meet their favourite celebrities at the BBMAs.

Q. A favourite part of a choreography in a BTS song?

🐹: When we bang on the table in Dionysus.

Q. How do you refresh yourself nowadays?

🐹: Zombies (bursting in laughter). I've only been talking about zombies today, but is that okay??

-JUNGKOOK-

Singing, dancing, perfect at everything. The "golden maknae" that never stops evolving.

Personally, I wish I had one particular skill that I was especially gifted at

🐰: In our new single "Lights" that's being released this time, there's a phrase in the lyrics saying "No one is perfect", and I love this part so much. It makes me think that I don't have to be perfect, and it feels kind of comforting. Many people compliment me "You can do both dancing and singing well, you're perfect!" but that's not the case at all. I wish I had a particular skill that I especially was gifted at. Trying to find it, I've involved myself in many activities, but right now, I just want to narrow down what's necessary for me, and work hard to make it my own. So with this going on, I get to feel relieved that I don't need to be perfect when I listen to the song. Oh, I don't have a skill I'm especially talented at, but I do have something I'm bad at. Using my brain! This is the one thing I seriously can't do (laugh). Since we're on the topic of new songs, Boy With Luv is also a really great song. After all, within BTS' songs, the choreography is a little bit easy. That makes me happy (laugh). Standing on the stage continuously, it does get difficult to sustain my stamina. completely. Near the end of our concerts, it seems like I'm unconsciously wringing out my stamina forcefully. I sometimes can't move from my muscle pains on the following day. So, my number one priority now is not injuring myself. I do want to get better at maintaining myself though, including building up my body… Oh, the part of my body I'm most confident in? Ah.. (embarrassed smile). Um, I wonder where. I don't know myself. I'll work hard to build a better body!

Q. You're in the middle of your world tour, but do you have any honest thoughts?

🐰: There's a song called "Mikrokosmos" in our album, but it feels like we're looking at it in real life. It's really moving, and it warms my heart. I cherish it thinking how much of a happy time it is.

Q. What kind of a scenery comes to mind when you close your eyes?

🐰: A lot of things come up, but they're not clear. Something is vaguely there…as if I can see it, but I can't (laugh).

Q. Anything that makes you think the members are. adorable?

🐰: Jimin. I can feel how much he loves the stage from the bottom of his heart, and I feel like we really connect in that way.

Q. What ways of refreshing yourself are you currently into?

🐰: I went to Ariana Grande's concert recently, and enjoyed it a lot. It stimulated me as a singer, and it was nice that I was able to enjoy the music from my heart.

Q. What kind of qualities does a person you admire have?

🐰: Someone who I have a lot to learn from, and can connect with me. And someone who is cool!

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kingkangyohan · 2 years

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I just realized, that the garden Gaon & Elijah played with Kkomi is actually the backyard of the mansion. Not the front yard. And also realized that Yohan's room is more close to the backyard.

Lolol. Where the hell I've been all this time? Why didn't I realize this before?😭 I think everyone except me, know this.

I am realising this with you anon.

And in reality - I didn't pay much attention.

I know from experience that the geography of sets is not bulletproof, and often vary for numerous reasons (coverage, schedule, availability, DOP suddenly demanding a source of natural light that has never been established before...) - yes, even if it's a location. Just look at this post from @thedeviljudgesges ! So, what I am saying is, don't cry if you think you missed something obvious, because it isn't.

A show offers a blueprint of a house just if they need you to notice something important for the plot (like the Yo Han's old room in the basement for example) - the rest is done in a way where nothing is so properly established and so the show can get away changing the planimetry of a set.

Let's take a look at the actual position of Yo Han's room in that very scene.

Lovely establishing shot, presumably backyard. What a lovely table for Ga On's summer lunch party.

Please note that all the curtains are parted in the middle and lifted.

Here comes Yo Han:

He is clearly lifting a closed curtain.

So, where is Yo Han's bedroom that we could't see from the establishing shot with Ga On?

so, according to Yo Han's POV, the window should be somewhat here (according to the position of the swing and Ga On's back)

Also, one POV is a H/A that includes trees greenery. The tighter POV includes low greenery in the foreground. They can't both be true.

But for the external shot of Yo Han closing the curtains again, they clearly used the main window on the ground floor

That does not match with what the show has established being the configuration of Yo Han's bedroom.

which is clearly a larger window on a flat wall. (i want to make a point here using just screen grabs from the same scene, but if you look at the beginning of the same episode, when Yo Han's wake up and sees Isaac in his room, you can clearly see that this are two different windows). Also, but I may be wrong, I thought other shots hinted at Yo han's bedroom being on the second floor but I might be absolutely wrong here.

But again, MOVIE MAGIC is done so you can create a virtual space where it doesn't really exist, and so here we have a connecting o/s shot that was clearly created with some assistance of the VFX department

Don't you love some magical green hue around Yo Han? yeah, me too.

All this is to say, don't be harsh on yourself for not realising something that the show doesn't want you to think about (es Yo Han's room position), because it doesn't make much sense otherwise. Not even in the same scene.

Personally, it's quite funny watching It's Okay Not to Be Okay because I believe they are using the same interiors as Kang Mansion, but, again, changed the planimetry in a way that serves their show and it's quite confusing to watch and also entertaining.

#i have kinda started an unrequested deep focus into this window in Yo Han room situation #and maybe I misled the original message anon #welcome to my brain #can I just say that watching this scene alone THE AMOUNT OF COVERAGE IS INSANE #it makes me want to cry #and yet just yesterday I said to my flatmate that The Devil Judge doesn't have an unreasonable amount of set ups #(compared to IONTBO or Goblin)#but damn #maybe I was wrong #the devil judge #remma #i got mail #and I am very grateful #thanks anon #the devil judge meta #sort of #just a deep dive

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savage-rhi · 9 months

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A chocobro/chocobro (which ever two you want) love confessions how ever you want to write it

Coming up!

Noctis couldn't wait to tear off his boots at the end of the day. Once the boys had set up camp, and the fire had roared to life, he did just that.

Words couldn't express the relief his feet felt not being confined to damp socks anymore. He sighed contently, closing his eyes while the cool crisp air in Duscae contrasted with the smoky aroma that was whiffing away in the distance. That's when Noctis opened his eyes and his gaze traveled to the source.

A thoughtful look crossed Noctis's features while he observed Ignis cooking. Noctis always thought Ignis to be rather meticulous. A little too organized for his liking. Spontaneity was the furthest word Noctis would assign to his longtime friend. Nonetheless, there was a spirit within Ignis that came out when he prepared a warm meal. Noctis could see it. That glimmer of light in Ignis's eyes that dare say rivaled that of the campfire not more than a few feet from him.

Noctis felt a twinge of envy and adoration. He loved fishing, and considered it the best hobby anyone could get into, but to have the passion Ignis had for cooking, was something Noctis doubted he'd ever find. Not even in the sport he had loved since youth. There was also another emotion Noctis felt. The power of it was so strong, that it scared him. The last time he had felt anything like this, was before the tragic accident. Before she died, protecting him.

There was a solid peace that radiated off of Ignis as he smiled. Occasionally he'd look up to see what sort of mischief Gladio and Prompto were up to at the campsite, and like clockwork, he'd roll his eyes and stifle a laugh before continuing with his craft. Noctis's bottom lip trembled as his last memories of her played out.

Ignis was the closest person Noctis had to having a mother again. Someone who was nurturing and always there. Even when his father had to deal with the world and its woes, there was always someone waiting for him at home. It was always Iggy, through the good times and bad. It dawned on Noctis just how much of Ignis's presence he had taken for granted.

Noctis made a fist, and then got up. He didn't mind how his feet were bitten by the small rocks against his soles, nor did he pay any heed to the commotion Prompto stirred up with Gladio. His arms extended outward the closer he got to Ignis, until he had wrapped both his arms around him from behind.

Ignis let out a startled gasp. His eyes widening before he registered the familiar touch.

"Um, Noct?"

The embrace tightened, and Noctis pressed his head to Ignis's back. He was afraid to let go. He was afraid he'd see her bloody face near the car wreck.

"Are you alright?" Ignis murmured, trying to keep his voice low so that he didn't draw too much attention to the situation.

"You don't understand how much I--"

"It's okay," Ignis remained calm and still. "What's going through your head?"

"I miss her, Iggy," Noctis swallowed back a sob, then unleashed the words he had trouble conveying. "I wish she was here, but you have no idea how much I---I love you for staying. For not dying and leaving me behind."

Ignis's face grew warm. His body tensed under Noctis's touch while he pondered on the words that had been gifted to him.

Despite being friends for years, and the future adviser to the king, Ignis never truly knew where he stood with Noctis. Their friendship wasn't made over normal bonds, but out of duty and sacrifice. To hear that he, Ignis himself had been placed on a mantle that was on par with the kings love and Noctis's love for his late mother, had Ignis bite down on his bottom lip. He could feel himself getting emotional, just knowing how much he meant to Noctis.

"Thank you, Noct." Ignis softly said. A small tear trickled down his face before he wiped it away, turned around and embraced his friend with an even tighter hug.

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jungshookz · 3 years

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maybe, she can drive his car; mechanic!yoongi

➺ pairing; mechanic!yoongi x spoiledbrat!y/n

➺ genre; mechanic!yoongiverse!! sfw!! honk honk humour!! some suggestive behaviour because this is mechanic!yoongi and his y/n we're talking about!! the green-eyed monster inside of y/n is awoken after being dormant for so long and she's ready to bite some heads off

➺ wordcount; 11.6k

➺ summary; yoongi's ex is back in town for a visit and you'd be lying if you said you weren't slightly envious of a) how knowledgeable she is about stupid cars and b) how well she gets along with literally everyone.

➺ what to expect; "right, about that- i know i was supposed to come over for dinner tonight but- listen, i don't know what lisa did but obviously she's got a lot of connections now and the shop has literally never been this busy before... you understand, don't you?"

➺ currently spinning on the record player; mustang sally (originally by wilson pickett, covered by andrew strong)

(unfortunately i wasn’t able to track down the original maker of this gif but this is where i sourced it from! all credits go to the original creator of course :-))

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namjoon usually doesn't pay too much attention to you whenever you're hanging out at the workshop with everyone because of how often you're here, but there's something about the way you're acting today that even he has to admit is oddly very...

cute?

and it's not that you're not cute all the time (because you totally are!!) but it's just that the version of you today in particular is suddenly making him want to go off and find a y/n of his own

"whatcha doing?"

namjoon jolts in surprise when a grimy hand suddenly burrows itself into the warm bag of freshly-popped popcorn that he has cradled to his chest and he scowls before turning his body away slightly

"hey, you're contaminating the popcorn, man-" he huffs, quickly grabbing the mega-sized pack of hand wipes from the desk before plopping it down on the countertop for jungkook, "at least have the decency to wipe your hands before digging into my popcorn- also, i'm watching. duh."

"watching?" jungkook frowns as he sloppily wipes his hands on the front of his shirt, turning to look out the open door, "watching what?"

"yoongi and y/n." namjoon hums, popping a couple of kernels into his mouth with a crunch, "she's been following him around like a little duckling all day."

"mm." jungkook props an elbow up on the counter as he looks towards the two of you before clicking his tongue, "...he must've really given it to her good last night if she's acting like that-"

"okay, now you've ruined the moment-" namjoon frowns, his shoulders dropping slightly before he gestures to you guys, "it's sweet! this is obviously a wholesome thing-"

"call it what you want, but all i'm trying to say is that good sex makes you do crazy things-" jungkook snorts before aggressively shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth, "cravy phings."

"i'd like to argue that good sex forms a strong emotional bond which explains why there are cartoon hearts currently floating around y/n's head-" namjoon perks up when he notices the way your eyes light up at something yoongi says, "look at her! look at the way she's looking at him!"

"oh, please." jungkook tuts, "that dopey look on her face is telling me that the only thing on her mind is yoongi bending her over the hood of that car and just ramming-"

"namjoon and jungkook are arguing again." you point out, turning to look towards the office just in time to see namjoon throw a handful of popcorn at jungkook only for him to open his mouth and chomp wildly at the air to get some into his mouth

"jungkook probably said something stupid, as per usual." yoongi snorts, leaning over to lock the hood of the car into place before pulling away and taking a look at the situation, "now, let's see what we have going on here..."

when namjoon told him that this was a brake master cylinder repair he immediately felt all the excitement leave his body

he hates doing brake master cylinder repairs

all the parts are so small and the handiwork is super tedious anD the last time he did one of these he took like four hours to get it done

overall it's a pretty boring repair job and as much as he wants to pass it off to one of the others to do, he knows that he's the most skilled with the internal mechanics of a car compared to everyone else which he usually likes to brag about but today he wishes that that wasn't the case

"so what do you have to do?" you frown, stepping over so that you're standing by the side of the car and you're not in yoongi's way, "all the thingies look fine to me."

"well, i actually need to replace the brake master cylinder thingy." yoongi teases, smiling lightly as he points at some kind of container, "there's a leak in the seals, which is pretty common since they wear out after a few years. it should be an easy fix! it'll just take a while, that's all."

luckily, taehyung already took care of the messy part and emptied the fluid from the reservoir for him so now it's time to start the actual repair process

"so does beeper have one of these cylinders in him?" you ask, tilting your head in curiosity

you've never actually taken a look at beeper's under the hood situation before so you wouldn't know

(it feels like he's all naked and exposed whenever yoongi lifts his hood up and you just want to give beeper some privacy, that's all.)

"if beeper didn't have one of these cylinders in him, you wouldn't be able to brake, silly." yoongi snorts, reaching down to unclip the sensor from the reservoir, "see, when you push down on the brake, it pushes a piston through the cylinder and forces hydraulic fluid through the brake lines, which goes to the slave cylinders of each wheel, and then-" he pauses when he notices you've gone all quiet and he turns to see you staring directly at him with a dopey little smile on your face "-what? what'd i say?"

"i like it when you talk shop to me." you giggle quietly, "i mean, i don't understand 98% of the words that come out of your mouth when you do, but i still like it a lot-"

"yeah?" yoongi teases, taking a hand off the edge of the car so he can gesture for you to come closer (and you do, obviously), "you like it when i talk to you about... hm, i don't know..." he feigns cluelessness as he stands up to slink an arm around your waist and bring you towards him while your arms automatically hang loosely around his neck, "how the rubbing of the brake pad against the brake disc generates friction..." he lowers his voice as he sits lightly on the edge of the car and gives your hips a squeeze

"mm, tell me more..." you play along, letting yoongi pull you closer so that you're settled nicely in between his legs

"i don't know, maybe i should save all the good stuff for the bedroom..."

you resist the urge to immediately start whining when you lean in only for yoongi to dodge your kiss, "hey, i like you in these baggy overalls, by the way." he suddenly changes the subject and you feel your cheeks flush when both his hands slide in through the gaps until he's able to grip your bum, "big, big fan of them-"

"you- namjoon and jungkook are right there-" you gawk, "at least have the decency to turn me around so they don't see you fully groping me-"

"they can always just close their eyes or something-"

"okay, you two, break it up-!" you hear namjoon's claps echoing from the office as he tries to get your attention and you immediately turn to look at him with a grin, "god, it's like you sick freaks want to rub it in our faces-"

"okay, i have to get to work so why don't you go and hang out with namjoon in the office?" yoongi stands up, being careful not to hit the top of his head on the hood, "he'll let you play chess on the computer if you ask nicely."

"i thought i was helping you out today!" you frown, grabbing onto his hand before waving it back and forth, "you said i did a good job handing you the tools and stuff. i'm getting better at not mixing all the different types of screwdrivers up!"

yoongi can't help but laugh at how needy you're being and he reaches up with his free hand to adjust his bandana

"i know you wanna help, but i promise you there's nothing exciting about repairing a master cylinder." he hums, reaching up to pinch your cheek playfully, "plus, don't you still have a huge research paper to work on?"

"yeah, but i'd much rather hang out with you..." you pout, yoongi cooing before leaning in to give your pushed-out bottom lip a little kiss

"we can hang out when we're both done with work."

"okay..." you purse your lips before letting go of his hand, "it's your loss. i'm a fantastic helper."

"mhm, you certainly are-" yoongi spins you around before pushing his palm against your lower back to get you to move, "now go and bug namjoon!"

you turn back to glance at yoongi one last time and he sweeps his hands at you to tell you to gO

fine!

it was getting hot in the garage anyway and namjoon always has the aircon blasting in the office

"sorry! only sad, single people are allowed in this area-" namjoon jokes as soon as you step in, gesturing to the office space with a grin, "leave or i'll have security escort you out."

"oh, stop it." you giggle, folding your arms up on the counter and leaning forward, "i keep telling you i'd be more than happy to set you up with one of my friends!!"

"i know, and that's very nice of you to offer, but i just want to find someone organically, you know?" namjoon sighs, leaning back against his chair before looking up at the ceiling wistfully, "being set up with someone doesn't feel like a natural process."

"namjoon thinks he's the main character of a shitty netflix romantic comedy." jungkook mutters, the two of you exchanging low giggles with each other

"well, if no one comes into your life organically you can always let me know and i'll- woah-" you jump in surprise when the sound of a roaring engine suddenly shatters the peaceful atmosphere and you turn around just in time to see a sleek car veering into the shop

you wince and raise a hand to shield your eyes from the bright headlights and you don't get a chance to make the first comment because jungkook beats you to it

(for the record, you were going to talk about how dramatic of an entrance whatever that was)

"oh my god. that is the sexiest car i've ever seen in my entire life." he breathes out, stepping away from the counter so he can stand by the door and get a closer look, "a 1965 mustang. nice."

"fun fact: i was actually thinking about getting a vintage mustang! i wanted an olive green one because i could've named her 'olive' which is super cute-" you nod enthusiastically, looking back and forth between namjoon and jungkook only for them to.,., completely ignore you and continue staring at the glossy mustang sitting out front

"okay, you guys, it's just a car-" you roll your eyes and let out a little snort of disbelief, "this isn't going to change your life or anything-"

a high-heel clad foot steps out of the car and onto the pavement and you immediately recognize the classic red-bottom louboutins

you actually own a pair of them as well but you rarely wear them out because you're always paranoid that you're going to topple over and snap an ankle and that would be completely mortifying

they're six inches tall!!!!

for the record, they look very nice sitting (collecting dust) on your shelf but now you're starting to think that it might be a good idea to wear them out again because this stranger makes it look like walking in them is easy breezy beautiful

"holy shit. is that lisa?" namjoon murmurs, reaching up to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "oh, wow. she..."

"i don't remember her looking like that the last time we saw her." jungkook whistles lowly, "hello, miss manoban."

"lisa- who's lisa?" you frown, tilting your head in curiosity as you watch this mysterious lisa toss her oversized sunglasses into the front seat of the car before slamming the door shut

"uh, she's just one of yoongi's exes- she actually used to work here but-" namjoon reaches over the counter so he can nudge you aside gently to get a better look, "when did she get a vintage mustang?!"

lisa leans down to look at herself in the side mirror, smearing some red lipstick over her pillowy bottom lip before rubbing her lips together and nodding satisfactorily

"guess her car-wrapping business really took off." jungkook hums, his eyes glued to the car

she seems to be moving in slow motion as she takes her hair down and shakes her head back and forth, the three of you tilting your heads at the same time as you watch her in awe

"car-wrapping?" you ask curiously, "she must spend a fortune on wrapping paper and giant bows-"

"no, obviously it's not actual wrapping- like-" jungkook huffs and you resist the urge to bop him over the head at how snappy he's being with you when he already knows you're clueless when it comes to this kind of stuff, "okay, you know how you said that if you ever got a g-wagon for yourself one day that you wanted to make it baby blue just like beeper and also matte? lisa could do that for you."

"oh! in that case, it might be nice to get a business card from her or something-" you make a mental note before shaking your head and turning back around to face namjoon, "hey, so, super casual, can we round back to the whole 'yoongi's ex' thing real quickly because i-"

"yoohoo, boys!" lisa whistles, grinning excitedly when she's suddenly joined by everyone outside one by one, "what, no one thought to roll out the red carpet for me?"

"c'mon, namjoon! let's go say hi to lisa and her vintage 'stang!!" jungkook grins, gesturing for namjoon to hurry before he's darting out the door, "lisa, hey!"

"yeah, okay!!" namjoon gets up from his seat so quickly that he sends his chair rolling back and smacking against the file cabinets, "oh, y/n-! if anyone calls, just send them straight to voicemail-"

"but i-" you don't get a chance to say anything before namjoon's brushing past you and dashing out the door as well

you don't know too much about lisa but obviously she's a pretty big deal around here

it'd probably be good for you to go and introduce yourself instead of awkwardly hanging out in the office by yourself

"hello, lisa. it's very nice to meet you. firm handshake." you mutter to yourself as you step out of the office and head towards the bustling group of boys, "hey, lisa! so great to meet you. firm handshake. hi, girlie-! nope, don't like that one-"

"-in town for business so i thought it'd be nice to swing by and visit my boys." you manage to catch the end of lisa's sentences as you join the boys, trying not to make any sudden movements to catch her attention

"you should've texted one of us or something!" namjoon pulls his phone out of his back pocket, "we could've ordered a pizza for lunch-"

you reach over to give the back of yoongi's jumpsuit a little tug just to get his attention and he glances over his shoulder at you before offering you a teasing smile and reaching back to wiggle his fingers against your stomach

you giggle lightly before swatting his hand away and he turns back to look at lisa

"well, i wanted to surprise you guys!" lisa chirps, tucking her clutch underneath her armpit before clapping her hands together, "i see nothing's changed around here... except for..." you feel your heart drop when she suddenly leans over and looks directly at you, "hello! i don't think we've ever met."

"oh, shoot- sorry, i should've introduced you sooner-" yoongi steps aside so that he isn't blocking you, "lisa, this is y/n! y/n, this is lisa." he smiles, gesturing towards lisa, "my girlfriend." he pauses and quickly shakes his head at his little flub-up, "i mean- lisa, this is y/n, my girlfriend-"

"he's definitely gonna pay for that later." jimin mutters, jungkook snickering before nudging at his side to get him to shut up

"it's super nice to meet you, y/n!" lisa doesn't acknowledge yoongi's error and she steps forward to get closer to you

she's practically towering over you but it's really just because of the stilettos

she turns her head to look at the boys and a second of silence goes by before they realize what she's asking of them and they all scatter in different directions

you give yoongi a look that basically screams S.O.S. and you resist the urge to burst into tears when he gives you a cheery thumbs up in return and trots off to go and do something else

okay

you'll be fine

you have nothing to be nervous about!

this is just yoongi's very hot ex who looks like a million bucks while you'e currently dressed like a giant toddler

it doesn't help that you're wearing what's commonly known as a 'baby tee' under these overalls

"you- yeah, you too-" you chuckle uneasily, giving her a weak handshake before pulling away with a smile, "i'm sorry, i'm a little underdressed-" you pause to gesture to the grubby overalls you have on, "i promise i look better than this most of the time..."

"oh, don't be silly. i just grabbed the first outfit i saw out of my suitcase and threw it on-" she sighs, reaching up to pick some lint off her blazer that you're pretty sure you saw in the most recent YSL spring catalog (in fact, you're pretty sure it's on your to-buy list), "so, what do you do?"

"me? i- uh, well, nothing, at the moment- i'm still studying for my undergraduate degree, so..." you shrug sheepishly, reaching up to scratch the back of your neck

for some reason you can't seem to maintain eye contact with her for more than three seconds at a time

"oh! you're still in school?"

"yeah, i- well, i'm graduating this year, so i'm almost out of school if you think about it that way- but yes. yes, i... am currently a university student, so that's what i'm doing."

"mm, cute! what are you studying?"

"history! i'm a history major and a marine biology minor." you nod, "so... the cold war and... like, sharks. something like that."

"ah, very cool."

to be honest you're not entirely sure if lisa's being sincere or not but you'll take the compliment either way

you can tell she's trying to scope you out - which is fair, because this is the first time you two are meeting and you're currently involved with someone she used to be involved with

"i'm sorry. i'm probably, like, freaking you out right now, aren't i?" lisa snorts, reaching out and placing her hand on your forearm for a split second, "i promise i'm just genuinely curious and i'm not trying to, like, interrogate you or anything. it's super nice to meet you! and honestly- i love the overalls. the little knee patches are adorable."

"oh, thank you..." you smile nervously, reaching down to glance at the mismatched patches of fabric sewn onto the knees of your overalls, "yoongi actually sewed 'em on for me! i usually wear this whenever i'm here because i'm okay with getting it dirty- i, um, i like your blazer! and your heels. and your purse- a chanel clutch is a classic!"

"ooh, someone has an eye for fashion..." lisa winks, raising her clutch and waving it slightly, "maybe after i'm done talking business with yoongi we can talk about gucci's new multicolour line-"

"oh, i have so many thoughts on gucci's new multicolour line!" you gasp, suddenly reignited with a spurt of energy, "honestly the colour scheme is very stabilo highlighters to me but we can talk about it later- i'll just be hanging out in the office, so you can find me there whenever you're ready-"

"perfect!" lisa gives you a thumbs up before pointing over to where yoongi is, "if you'll excuse me, i have to go and talk about boring things with yoongi-"

"mhm!" you watch with a smile as lisa click-clacks off towards yoongi before you spin around on your heels, giving yourself a mental pat on the back for how well you handled that interaction

lisa's actually nicer than you thought she'd be!

obviously the saying don't judge a book by its cover is very applicable here

"so... what'd you think of lisa?" namjoon joins your side before nudging you gently, "she's nice, right?"

"i like her! she seems really cool." you nod enthusiastically, pausing to glance over your shoulder to look at her from behind, "i need to ask her for tips on walking in those louboutins and how not to fall over."

"you know, i must say i'm pleasantly surprised at how you're handling this." namjoon snorts, holding back for a second to let you into the office first before he steps in behind you, "colour me impressed!"

"thank you!" you reach over to pull the lollipop jar towards you before suddenly pausing and looking back over at namjoon with a frown, "hold on a sec, what's that supposed to mean?"

"hm? oh, it's nothing." namjoon scrunches his nose, dismissing you with a flick of his wrist as he takes his seat behind the counter, "i just know that if i was in your shoes and my significant other's very attractive and very successful ex came back i would be a little antsy about it-" namjoon glances up from the computer and his eyes widen in panic when he notices that your eyes have widened in panic, "i- i mean- not that you're not very attractive and very successful- what i'm trying to say is that you have nothing to worry- you and yoongi seem like a very stable couple so-"

"do you think maybe you could tell me a bit about yoongi and lisa?" you interrupt his spiral and you feel yourself starting to get a little fidgety, "because i- i actually don't know anything about that situation-"

namjoon has a point, now that you think about it

lisa is very successful and very attractive and can walk in high heels very elegantly

and what about you?

yesterday you submitted a paper one minute before the deadline because of how much procrastinating you had done

and you haven't worn heels in forever because they just hurt so much

but lisa wouldn't complain about her feet hurting in high heels

lisa could have a hundred blisters and still walk into the room with a beautiful, red-lipped smile

"has he never told you about her?" namjoon frowns, "i feel like every couple should at least have one conversation about their past relationships."

"i think he tried to one time, but i- i dunno, you can't blame me for not wanting to sit there and listen to yoongi talking about all the girls he's been with, so i just changed the subject..." you mutter, pushing the jar away from you after pulling a strawberry lollipop out, "kind of regretting that decision now."

it's not like you have a reason to be insecure or anything, right?

your relationship with yoongi is very solid and there are certainly no trust issues or communication issues or anything of the sort

...

but he is your first boyfriend...,., and this is your first serious relationship which means you've had no prior experiences to learn from which means you're just going with the flow most of the time.,., so is it possible that you're being a little naïve right now?

"still, i don't think me telling you all the details of their relationship is a good idea because i feel like this is a conversation you should be having with yoongi-" namjoon chuckles nervously, leaning back against his chair before tucking a pencil behind his ear, "sorry, kiddo. i'm not trying to stir the pot here."

"i- oh, c'mon, joon- what's it gonna take, huh?" you reach into the front pocket of your overalls before subtly flashing a folded up hundred dollar bill, pursing your lips slightly as your eyes flicker back and forth between namjoon and your chest-money, "hm??"

"first of all, it's very concerning to me that you stash loose cash in your pocket like that. second of all, are you really trying to bribe me into telling you about yoongi and lisa?" namjoon asks incredulously

"what?! no!" you scoff, tucking the bill back into your pocket before pausing and raising an eyebrow, "...is it working?"

"no! in fact, i find it offensive that you think i'd be so easily swayed-"

"the next time i bring sushi for lunch, i'll get you your own mango shrimp tempura roll." you offer, namjoon staring at you blankly before he suddenly springs into action

"so, they used to sleep together, obviously." he clears his throat, "when lisa started working here, i kind of expected her to get involved with one of us and unsurprisingly it was yoongi, because... well, it's yoongi- i'm pretty sure it was a friends with benefits kind of thing because i remember asking him about it and he said they didn't want to put a label on it? and then at one point jimin asked lisa about it because all of us were super curious and she called it a 'situationship'... which, personally, i think is a pretty cheesy label- i dunno, they'd go out to dinners sometimes and occasionally they'd come into work together in the morning because- well, you know- uh, they were in this 'situationship' for... maybe, like, eight months? and then lisa got an opportunity to work elsewhere and she took it and they decided to call it off and fast forward to now... here we are!" namjoon claps his hands together before pressing his palm over his heart, "and i promise you that's all the information i have- well, maybe this piece of information might be useful to you: they were, like, super horny for each other all the time. like, almost outrageously horny, which i think is one of the downfalls of the relationship because you can't base a solid relationship off of animalistic sex, right? ooh, there was one time i caught them in yoongi's office and lisa was-"

"okay, i think that's enough-!" you hold a hand out to shut namjoon up and he shrugs before leaning back against his chair, "more than enough, actually-"

you weren't expecting to learn about the raw, animalistic sex yoongi had with lisa, but then again, you weren't expecting to even meet lisa at all

oh, god

should you be nervous??

you shouldn't be nervous, right??

...yeah, you're being ridiculous!

yoongi has been with other girls before and that shouldn't bother you because you didn't exist then

this has nothing to do with you!

so what if he bent her over the office table and-

okay, maybe it's time to stop thinking about this because the point is: you're fine. don't worry. everything is normal. yoongi is your boyfriend. lisa is his ex. everything is great!

"by the way, i want you to know that you honestly have nothing to worry about." namjoon suddenly chimes in as if he can read your mind, "lisa was yoongi's past but you are his present and most likely his future as well, so- seriously, don't even worry about it."

"yeah, you're right. it'd be silly of me to be upset about yoongi being with someone else when i wasn't even in the picture yet." you snort, reaching up to smack your own forehead gently, "okay! i'm feeling a little better. it would've been nice to not be informed about how horny they were for each other, but thank you for that detail-"

"yo, where are the snap ring pliers from my toolbox?" you turn just in time to see yoongi pop his head in, "i can't find them anywhere... i swear to god, everyone keeps borrowing my tools and 'forgetting' to put them back-" he rolls his eyes before looking over at you with a smile, "hi, baby-"

"hi yoongi-" you giggle, all your doubts and insecurities immediately fluttering away

see? nothing to worry about!

phEw

it feels like a weight's been lifted off your shoulders

"i think hoseok might've been using them earlier this morning." namjoon hums, "what do you need them for?"

"oh, lisa offered to help me out with the master cylinder repair and she needs 'em." yoongi points back over his shoulder, "you know how great she is with her hands-"

"woah, i thought-" your voice cracks slightly and you clear your throat, "i thought, uh- you were working on it yourself? like, i thought you didn't need any help and that's why i'm in here-"

"oh, i don't, but- well, lisa's good with fine-tuning so i might as well take advantage of her expertise while she's here." yoongi snorts before looking back over at namjoon, "you said hoseok had them?"

"yep!"

you bite down on your tongue to keep yourself from commenting any further

it's fine!

as we've already established, you have nothing to worry about.

...right?

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"and... voilà!" you smile satisfactorily to yourself after you set the scented candle down on the coffee table

the living room is going to smell like warm brown sugar and cinnamon in a few minutes and you can't wait

this is yoongi's favourite candle so you hope he'll be excited about that when he gets here :'))

you've been preparing the apartment for his arrival and lighting the candle was one of the last things on your to-do list

you still have to order dinner for tonight and you've always been awful at making decisions so you figured it'd be best to let yoongi choose instead

you haven't seen him for about a week and a half because of finals (and, being perfectly honest, you were the one who implemented this distancing rule in the first place because you know you won't be able to focus on studying when yoongi's in the apartment with you) so you're pretty pumped for tonight!!

you hum to yourself as you click on yoongi's phone number in your contacts, flopping back on the couch with a fwump! while your legs swing lazily over the arm

"hello?"

the phone picks up after a couple of rings and it takes you a second to realize that the voice on the other end certainly does not belong to your boyfriend

"he-" you pause, pulling your phone away from your ear and frowning at the unfamiliar voice before bringing it back, "um, hello?"

"hi! who's this?"

"who's this?" you point to yourself before scoffing lightly, "what do you mean who- who's this?"

"oh- oh, y/n! hey, it's lisa!" lisa greets enthusiastically and you relax a little knowing that it's just lisa, "sorry, i didn't look at the contact name before picking up- what's up?"

"well, i-" you pause again to recollect your thoughts, "um, sorry, i guess i was just expecting yoongi to pick up his own phone so i'm a little lost right now-"

"oh my gosh, don't even worry about it! yoongi's hands are super gross right now so i offered to take his call for him which is why i picked up the phone. is there something you wanted me to pass along to him?"

"yeah, you could pass his phone right along to him-" you joke before reminding yourself to keep the unnecessary cattiness to a minimum, "yeah, um- can you ask him what time he's coming over? so that i know what time to order our food and stuff? i want the food to still be nice and hot by the time he gets here, so i just need a time from him, that's all-"

"yeah, about that... i actually don't think yoongi's going to make it for dinner."

"i-" you frown, pushing yourself up so that you're leaning back against an elbow, "what? why not?"

"the thing is, i hooked him up with a bunch of clients so the poor thing's been working like a dog all day and it looks like he's going to be stuck here for a while... if you're worried about him skipping dinner, i can totally go and get some food for him if you want! there's this sandwich place a block away and i know what he likes-"

your eyes widen slightly at how... happy? lisa sounds about the fact that yoongi potentially won't be joining you for dinner and you nod to yourself as you clench your jaw

"that's- that's very kind of you, lisa-" your voice is a little pitchier than usual at this point and you clear your throat obnoxiously, "i'm sorry, i just really have to talk to yoongi for a second so if you could just, like, hold the phone up to his ear that would be okay too-"

"okay! gimme a sec." there's a bit of shuffling on the other end and you press your lips together as you wait (im)patiently, "yoongs! it's y/n... dinner... hot food... her place... clients... pretty busy tonight..."

and she even has a nickname for him

that's just downright adorable, isn't it?

"god, just give him the damn phone." you mutter under your breath, raising your other hand to inspect your cuticles as you lie back down on the couch

you should probably schedule another manicure soon

"-it's okay, i can hold the phone myself- y/n?" you perk up when you hear yoongi on the other end and you can't help but kick your legs in excitement

you can't help it!!!

you haven't heard his voice in a whole week and a half!!!

"greetings, yoongs." you tease, "what time are you going to be here?" you bypass lisa's whole monologue about yoongi probably not being able to come over tonight in hopes that she'll be wrong about him ditching you to continue working, "i wanna order the food so it'll get here a little before you arrive. also, i haven't chosen what we're going to eat tonight so you're going to have to choose for us-"

"right, about that-" yoongi clears his throat, "i know i was supposed to come over for dinner tonight but- listen, i don't know what lisa did but obviously she's got a lot of connections now and the shop has literally never been this busy before..." he pauses and you hear the sound of loud clanging in the background, "you understand, don't you?"

it takes you a couple of seconds to process the fact that yoongi really won't be coming over tonight and you puff your cheeks out to keep yourself from immediately whining in protest

to say the least, you are.,.,,. very disappointed,.., but!! it won't be the end of the world, right?

you hate that lisa was right, but that's a conversation you can have with yourself another time

and if yoongi won't be here, that means you can hog all the garlic cheesy bread to yourself so maybe this is a blessing in disguise >:-)

"no, yeah, i- yeah, get it!" you nod, "i love that business is booming, i just don't love that you didn't text me or call me earlier to let me know you weren't going to come over tonight," you frown, turning your head to look at the flickering candle, "a heads up would've been nice, that's all..."

"i asked lisa to text you earlier when my hands were full... sorry, she must've forgot..."

"oh. yeah, i guess it could've slipped her mind." you respond dryly, "it would've taken, like, five seconds to text me-"

"okay, i-" you hear yoongi let out a small sigh before he speaks up again, "i'm sorry, baby, i really am- do you- i can come over now if you want me t-"

"no, it's okay! i'm sorry, i'm just-" you shake your head quickly before chuckling uneasily, "i just haven't seen you in a while so i miss you, that's all- but i'll let you get back to work now and i'll see you later?"

"yes! you are the best, you really are- look, i promise i'll be all yours as soon as i-"

"yoongi! these tires aren't going to change themselves, silly-"

"oh, c'mon-" you grumble, your teeth grinding slightly at the interruption of lisa's peppy voice in the background

"uh- yeah, in a sec-! i gotta go, doll- i'll call you later-"

"okay, b-" you don't get a chance to even say goodbye before the line goes dead and the only thing you can hear is an obnoxious beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep- "-ye."

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one of your goals for the new year was to try your best to not hold a grudge

admittedly, holding grudges is one of your specialties so it's been a little bit difficult but you think you've been doing an okay job so far!

like that time jungkook accidentally drowned you with dirty car water because he didn't see you and also he had headphones on so he couldn't hear you

you were ready to strangle him right then and there but you just took a deep breath and reminded yourself that *~deep-cleaning services exist~*

and sure, you were a little upset that yoongi couldn't make it for dinner the other night and that the two of you haven't really had a chance to have a moment alone because of how swamped he's been with work, but... well, the past is in the past and challenges like this are good for your personal growth!

plus, it's the start of a new week so you're just going to focus on the present

you try your best to keep your footsteps as quiet as possible as you approach a preoccupied yoongi from behind

he's currently sorting out all the things to do on his giant whiteboard (you bought this for the boys because you thought it'd be a good way to organize all their tasks and unsurprisingly, namjoon was the most excited about it)

"guess who?" you hold your hands over yoongi's eyes with a giddy smile and he immediately spins around to face you

"hey, what are you doing here?" yoongi asks, leaning down to give you a quick kiss before pulling away to check the time on his watch, "aren't you supposed to be in class right now?"

"my history seminar was cancelled because my professor had some kind of an emergency so i thought i'd come and have lunch with you guys!" you hum, reaching over to fix the thin silver chain hanging around yoongi's neck, "i was going to pick the food up before coming here but i didn't want to just choose for everyone so i thought it'd be better to get everyone's orders first-"

"oh, you don't have to do that, baby-" yoongi shakes his head, capping the marker and dropping it back into the wire holder, "lisa actually offered to treat us to lunch- apparently there's some bagel place that has, like, a hundred different fillings-"

"lisa's here?" you interrupt, suddenly straightening your back before looking around quickly, "i... was not aware that lisa was... still here! i thought she was only here for a little while-"

"mm, she ended up extending her stay! one of her clients pushed their appointment to thursday so she came over to help out for the day."

"oh, cool." you nod, pressing your lips together as you take a second to sort through your thoughts

your nose scrunches slightly as you weigh the pros and cons of saying what you're about to say to yoongi

...

it won't kill you to ask, right?

"hey, i don't wanna, um-" you pause, "you know, i don't wanna... be that girlfriend, but... do you think that there's a slight possibility that lisa might still have feelings for you?"

a moment of silence goes by before yoongi practically barks out a laugh of disbelief

"what? lisa? no, no- that- no, don't be ridiculous." he snorts, shaking his head before turning back around to face the whiteboard, "lisa most certainly does not still have feelings for me- and, by the way, she was the one who broke things off with me, so if anything, i should be the one who still has feelings for-" he stops himself midway and presses his lips together before turning to glance at you over his shoulder, "you know, i'm hearing the words coming out of my mouth and i... am going to shut up now."

"mm, good choice." you raise a brow before shrugging, "alright, well, i just- you know, it's a possibility but if you say that lisa doesn't still have feelings for you, then i believe you-"

"alright, boys! it's chow time!"

you turn your head to see lisa waltzing into the shop carrying two large paper bags and the rest of the boys immediately rush over to her like moths to a flame

she brought bagels for lunch?

you're not trying to be biased or anything sandwiches are easier to eat, in your personal opinion

you basically have to unhinge your jaw to get a good bite of a bagel

"y/n!" lisa looks more than surprised at your presence when you and yoongi walk over the join the group, "i wasn't aware you were going to be here today- yoongi told me that you had class so i-" she pauses to set the bags down on the table, "oh my goodness, i am so sorry but i really didn't know you'd be joining us for lunch... yoongi, you could've texted me or something-"

"she just got here!" yoongi shrugs as he takes a seat at the table, "don't pin this on me-"

"ah, i probably look like such a jerk right now..." lisa winces, scratching the back of her head before reaching down to grab a bagel out of one of the paper bags, "here! you can take my bagel-"

"no, no, it's alright!" you hold your hands out before shaking them, "don't be silly, you don't have to do that- it's very nice of you to offer but i- it's alright, you go ahead and enjoy yourself!"

"oh, stop- take the bagel, y/n." lisa scoffs playfully, practically shoving the bagel into your arms before rummaging through the bags again, "i'll just share a bagel with yoongi! you don't mind, right, yoongs?"

"yeah, i had a snack earlier so i'm not, like, starving or anything-" yoongi nods, "what kind of filling is it?"

"this one is..." lisa pauses to look at the sticker on the top, "smoked salmon and dill cream cheese with capers."

"yoongi doesn't like capers." you chime in, suddenly feeling the need to prove to everyone that you know your boyfriend very well, "i remember they were sprinkled in a salad one time and he said they were too salty-"

"eh, i'll survive. i can always just pick 'em out." yoongi shrugs nonchalantly and you can't help but purse your lips in mild frustration at his response

"'atta boy! luckily, they're already sliced in half otherwise we'd have to take turns taking bites which would be weird-"

"agreed." you mutter, peeling the label off your bagel and sticking it onto the side instead

"oh, lisa! i was wondering if maybe you could help me out with some custom headlights i'm working on?" hoseok perks up, "i'm having some trouble getting the halo lights to work and i need your magic hands-"

"mhm! i can definitely check them out after lunch-" lisa grins, taking a seat next to yoongi, "anyone need a napkin?"

"yes, please!"

"i need one too-"

"pass one over here-"

you know it's silly of you to be feeling jealous over this because god knows the only thing you know about cars is that key go in and car go vroom so obviously the boys would never ask you to help them out with anything like how they're asking lisa to help out

and you're trying very hard to noT throw a self-pity party but it's getting harder and harder to not to that

(and it certainly doesn't help that there aren't any more seats left at the table)

you just can't help but feel so!!!!! inferior!!!!! compared to lisa

she's so cool and pretty and witty and obviously very knowledgable about cars

and what are you bringing to the table??

ham and cheese sandwiches??? fancy sushi rolls????

obviously not anymore because they've been replaced by these stupid bagels

this is the first time you haven't been able to throw money at a problem and you're not,.., sure.,., how you feel about it,..,

"i, uh, have to work on a paper, so i think i'm going to go and eat this in the office if anyone wants to come with?" you clear your throat quietly as you start to back away from the table slowly, "...or i can just go fuck myself, which is fine too."

you're not entirely surprised when your comment isn't acknowledged by anyone and you nod to yourself before swiftly turning on your heel and trying your best not to storm towards the office

you force your fists to uncurl and your shoulders to relax slightly but you can't help but make a face when you hear the boys laughing obnoxiously at one of lisa's jokes

of course she has to be funny as well

because the woman literally has zero flaws

you've been trying to find a reason to hate her and so far you haven't found anything negative to say

hating someone for having perfectly styled hair is a little odd

the legs of the chair screech against the floor as you pull it out and plop down

whatever

you like eating alone anyway

you unwrap the parchment paper and pick up the bagel before taking an overly aggressive bite of it, your cheeks practically bursting from how much food is currently in your mouth

you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand as you chew, tossing the bagel back onto the wrapper with a thunk!

...

damnit!

this is the best goddamn bagel you've ever had in your entire life!!

"phtupid phriggin' bavhel." you grumble, reaching up to wipe the sauce off the corner of your mouth before swallowing roughly, "even the mayo is delicious! god, what is this? some kind of garlic mayo-"

"oh my god. i think she's finally lost it." you jolt upon hearing jungkook's voice and you turn to see him and jimin standing at the door

"what's your problem?" jimin asks, the two of them walking over to join you at your sad, lonely table

"what? nothing. i don't have a problem." you shake your head stubbornly, "i just- i just wanted to be alone, that doesn't mean something's wrong-"

"is that why you're in here basically yelling at a bagel?" jungkook points out as he pulls out a chair and sits on your right

"i'm- i'm just stressed about- my paper. or whatever. it's whatever, i'm fine-"

"you can talk to us, you know." you frown when jungkook suddenly reaches over and in an uncharacteristic move, places both hands over yours

"is it about lisa?" jimin asks, crinkling his nose as he sits down as well, "it's about lisa, isn't it?"

"no, it's not-" you press your lips together before letting out a light laugh, "you know, i don't even have a reason to be upset about lisa, right? she's super cool and very nice and knows a lot about cars and is yoongi's age and namjoon blessed me with the knowledge that she, apparently, was a very passionate lover- so i have nothing to be upset about!" you snap, slapping your palm down on the table before wincing and cradling your hand to your chest, "...everything is fine."

"i have to say, i really don't think jealousy is a good look on you." jungkook clicks his tongue before glancing down at your feet, "i also don't know if those shoes are a good look on you- jeez, it's like the people at gucci are just pulling design elements out of a hat-"

"you are not making me feel any better, jungkook- these shoes are new!"

"ooh, you should make him jealous!" jungkook suddenly lights up and the fluorescent light hanging above you guys flickers for a second

"we're going to have to round back to my shoes later because i really don't think they're that bad-"

"you should make him jealous and give him a taste of his own medicine..." jungkook trails off, ignoring your previous comments once again, "it's what you deserve."

"i'm not- i'm not doing that." you chuckle uneasily, "are you serious? this isn't high school and getting him back would just be petty of me-"

"but it'd feel so nice to be petty, don't you think?" jungkook encourages, scooting a little closer to you with a devilish grin, "think about it, y/n. don't you wanna see yoongi get all hot and possessive over you-"

"i don't think it's a good idea." jimin chimes in, shaking his head quickly as he moves in closer as well, "because if yoongi finds out you orchestrated something just to get him back, that might create an issue of trust in the relationship, and that would be very, very bad-"

"oh, but it feels so good to be bad..." jungkook coos, poking your arm with his pointer finger, "so, so good..."

"uh, i don't think so! i'd like to argue that it feels bad to be bad-"

"don't listen to jimin, he's a wuss-"

"don't listen to jungkook, he's an idiot-!"

"okay, cut it out!" you snap, shoving your hands into both their chests to keep them from coming any closer, "i... must admit, i do want to do something to piss yoongi off because of how much he's pissed me off, but... i'm not like that, you know? and i don't want to come off as some crazy girlfriend because-" you pause when you notice jungkook's finger creeping closer and closer to your bagel and you immediately deflate as soon as you realize what's going on here, "oh my god. you guys only came in here because you wanted to try my bagel, didn't you?"

jungkook and jimin exchange knowing glances before looking up at you sheepishly

"yeah, that makes more sense-" you snort, rolling your eyes before pushing the bagel away from you, "have at it, you animals."

you lean back against your chair, stroking your chin in thought as the sound of jungkook and jimin bickering over who gets the bigger half of the bagel starts to fade out

to be petty or not to be petty, that is the question...

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(spoiler alert: the answer to the previous question is to be petty. very, very petty.) »»————- 🛠️ ————-««

"namjoon! where did you put my keys??" yoongi calls out, yanking open another drawer to rifle through its contents, "i'm supposed to pick y/n up from campus and i can't find them anywhere... i don't want her to just stand there waiting for me..."

"looking for these?"

yoongi looks up to see lisa standing by the door with his keys in her hand before she tosses them to him

"yes! you're a lifesaver, thanks-" he catches them with one hand before stepping out from behind the counter, "i thought you were leaving today? we already said goodbye to you this morning-"

"yeah, i know-" lisa chuckles as she steps into the office, "it's just that... well, i was going to just leave but i actually had something i needed to talk to you about before i left. i felt it wouldn't be fair to either one of us if i didn't say anything."

"mm. what's up?" yoongi hums, sticking his hand into the lollipop jar to pull a cherry flavoured one out

he pulls another one out before tucking it into his pocket (one for you when he picks you up!)

"well, i guess i should just go ahead and say it- just gotta rip the bandaid off-" lisa straightens her blazer before clearing her throat, "yes."

"...yes?" yoongi frowns, unwrapping his lollipop before popping it into his mouth and scrunching up the wrapper, "i'm not following. yes to what?"

"oh, don't play dumb-" lisa snorts, flicking her wrist at him, "yes, as in: i would love to rekindle our friends with benefits situationship-"

"woah, what?!" yoongi immediately chokes and he yanks the lollipop out of his mouth before patting his chest roughly, "what are you- what the hell are you talking about??"

"what do you mean what the hell am i talking about??" lisa stares at him incredulously before shaking her head, "you're the one who's been giving me secret signals all week-"

"signals-" yoongi's gawks, "what signals??"

"you know, like, how you cancelled dinner plans with her so you could be with me..." lisa croons, taking a step closer towards him

"i cancelled dinner plans with y/n so i could be with twenty cars-" yoongi inches to the side so he can make a quick getaway to run behind the counter in case lisa pounces, "which, i'm realizing doesn't make me sound like the best boyfriend but- i most certainly didn't cancel just to spend private time with you, no offence-"

"what about when we shared a bagel and you didn't complain about the capers??" lisa snaps, lunging towards yoongi only for him to quickly spin out of the way and hurry to get behind the counter

"uh, we shared a bagel because i wasn't hungry for a full bagel and i thought you weren't either, and also-" yoongi grabs namjoon's wheely chair as a makeshift barrier between him and lisa, "i'm a grown man, i'm not going to throw a fit over some friggin' capers-"

"how about when i squeezed your arm and asked you if you'd been working out and you totally flexed your arm for me??" lisa grabs the arms of the chair before yanking and aggressively rolling it behind her, yoongi's eyes widening in panic at the sudden empty space in between the two of them

"i flexed it to prove to you that i have indeed been working out-!" yoongi hops up onto the counter as soon as lisa darts towards him and he hurries to jump off so he's on the other side of it, knocking the phone and namjoon's pen holder down onto the ground in the process, "friends can ask each other if they've been hitting the gym!! i squeeze namjoon's arms all the time because his biceps are literally boulders-"

"i just feel like we have unfinished business, you know?" lisa whines, pausing for a second before bringing a hand up to bite down on the tip of her pointer finger teasingly, "plus, you have to admit that our sex was super hot-"

"are you- hello, i'm dating y/n!" yoongi gasps, "our business is finished! we have no more- we're out of business, lisa!"

"oh, c'mon." lisa raises a brow, clearly unimpressed with his reaction, "it's not going to hurt anyone to keep me as your sexy little secret- it's perfect! i only come into town, like, once or twice a year, so she won't even suspect anythi-"

"what are you- are you insane?! i'm not going to cheat on y/n-" yoongi chokes before raising his hands in defence, "lisa, you're a very beautiful woman and we do have a history, but- look, i'm sorry if i sent you mixed signals this week, that was certainly not my intention- please understand that i am very much not trying to cheat on someone who i love very much and who i'm pretty sure loves me back, so-"

"then who's that person she's so obviously flirting with right now?" lisa points over his shoulder, "also, she's barely visited you this week. what kind of girlfriend doesn't want to always be with her boyfriend??"

"first of all, space can be healthy, and second of all, she- hold on, you said flirting?" yoongi turns to look over his shoulder and out the door, tilting his head slightly when he sees you standing at the front of the garage laughing with... someone he certainly doesn't recognize...

"you can leave all of this behind and come and work for me, yoongi-" yoongi jumps when he suddenly feels hands grasping at the collar of his jumpsuit and he turns back to see lisa standing right in front of him (how did she move so quickly and quietly?!), "we can be happy together, i swear-"

"yeah, cool, just give me a second-" yoongi gently yanks lisa's hands off of him before hurrying out of the office and making a beeline right for you and this mysterious stranger

"oop- okay, he's coming this way-" baekhyun mutters, glancing over your shoulder before looking back at you, "it's show time. you ready?" he hums, reaching over to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear

"what do you think? do we look convincing?" you reach down to unbutton another button on your blouse before adjusting the collar

it's taking everything within you noT to whip around to see if yoongi's just walking towards you or if he's storming towards you... because there's definitely a difference and you definitely want it to be the latter

the plan you came up with had a pretty simple formula: one handsome stranger + one flirty, oblivious y/n = one jealous yoongi

jungkook had a point about how nice it'd be to get yoongi all riled up and possessive and frankly you think you deserve it considering how dismissive he's been with you all week... which is why you were more than happy to recruit your very handsome friend baekhyun (he's very sweet / you met last semester in one of your history courses / he was more than willing to help out with your plan because he's a theatre major and this is good practice for him) to help you out with your plan!

"you're laughing like a robot." baekhyun lowers his voice, "i told you to act natural-"

"i'm being natural! ha, ha! ha! ha-ha. you're so funny, baek-" you giggle obnoxiously, reaching over to slap his chest gently, "you are absolutely the funniest person i've ever met-"

"y/n!" yoongi clears his throat loudly and you bite back a grin at the hint of annoyance you can detect in his voice, "i... thought i was picking you up from class today? i wasn't aware you hired a chauffeur!"

"oh, yoongi!" you spin around, feigning surprise as if you totally weren't expecting to see him at all, "oh, this is actually my friend- i know you've been busy so he offered to give me a ride!" you hum, stepping aside to let baekhyun step up onto the sidewalk, "baekhyun, this is yoongi-" you gesture to yoongi, "yoongi, this is baekhyun! ...my boyfriend."

you're hoping your accidental on-purpose flub-up triggers yoongi's memory of how he accidentally introduced lisa to you as his girlfriend and you're delighted to see the way yoongi's jaw drops slightly, "oh, my bad! i'm sorry, i don't know how that happened- what i meant to say was baekhyun, this is yoongi, my boyfriend. there we go."

"baekhyun..." yoongi repeats, his eyes narrowing slightly when baekhyun suddenly wraps an arm around your shoulder and gives you a squeeze "well, that's very nice of you to drive y/n all the way here. thanks for doing that, man."

"oh, it's no problem at all!" baekhyun hums, reaching over to pinch your cheek, "y/n's the sweetest and i didn't want to abandon her on campus-"

"okay, she wasn't abandoned, i was literally about to leave to pick her up-" yoongi points out, lifting his keys with a jingle before abruptly shoving them into his back pocket, "you know, y/n's never mentioned a baekhyun before. you two seem... close!"

"oh, baek and i go way back." you snort, digging your elbow into his side with a grin, "isn't that right, baek?"

baek

yoongi pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek at the fact that baekhyun still has his arm wrapped around your shoulder and you haven't made a move to shoVE it off

how can you not see that his intentions with you aren't just chummy??

he wouldn't have driven you all the way here if he didn't want to get his grubby hands under your skirt-

"we most certainly do! we made some great memories in that lecture hall- i have to say, i was, uh, pretty disappointed when i found out she was already in a relationship..." baekhyun sighs dramatically, shaking his head before looking back at you, "i would treat you right and never cancel dinner plans with you-"

"okay, i think it's time for you to go, bacon-" yoongi forces a smile on his face before reaching over to gently pull you towards him, "thank you for dropping my girlfriend off. have a good one."

"oh, no problem!" baekhyun points towards you, "hey, lemme know if you need a ride to campus on monday because i'd be happy to swing by your apartment and-"

"no, i can take her!" yoongi manoeuvres you so that you're standing behind him and basically blocked from baekhyun's sight, "i've got it from here, thanks."

"bye, baek!" you wave at baekhyun as gets into his car and he salutes at you before his right eye drops in a cheeky wink and it's at that point that yoongi really thinks he's about to lose it

what the hell was that?!

he spins around to face you as soon as baekhyun zooms off and you keep yourself from asking him why his ears have suddenly turned super red

"why are you wearing lowbuttons to class?" yoongi crosses his arms over his chest, "i thought you said you were going to use them as, like, apartment decoration."

"louboutins, yoongi." you correct, looking down at your slick stilettos, "and why can't i wear louboutins to class?"

"you wore them out to dinner one time and i ended up having to carry you back to the car because your feet were aching-" yoongi reminds you with a pointed tone, "are you telling me that you walked up and down and all around campus in those things?"

"maybe i did." you shrug, turning to stick your nose up in the air a little, "i can wear stilettos to class if i so please."

"and the miniskirt?"

"what, you don't like it?" you pout, reaching down to pick a piece of fluff off the surface, "it's new!"

it's a plain black skirt but it has a little slit on the side and you purposely bought this specific piece knowing that yoongi has expressed how much he likes you in black

"of course i like it, and obviously i'm a big fan of the heels but-" yoongi huffs, "all i'm saying is that it's a little odd- the timing is weird for your miniskirts and heels to make a sudden comeback now that you're all buddy-buddy with this backyawn-"

"it's baekhyun-"

"that's what i said!"

"you know, i don't know what you're implying here but i haven't done anything wrong-" you shrug, "are you feeling okay? maybe you need to take a nap-"

"stop being stubborn, y/n. just tell me what's going on!"

"nothing's going on!" you insist, raising your hands in defense before flicking a strand of hair over your shoulder, "everything is perfectly fine and nothing is-"

"are you leaving me for baekhyun?" yoongi interrupts, his eyes suddenly softening, "because if this is how you're telling me we're over, it's a pretty shitty-"

"what- what?? no!" you shake your head quickly, "no, of course i'm not- why would you even- okay, fine! fine, i-" you let out a breath and your shoulders drop a little, "it's just that... i don't know, it kind of feels like i've been fighting to get your attention for the whole week and i... i feel like i shouldn't have to do that as your girlfriend, you know? and i'm not... i guess i just felt like i wasn't stacking up to lisa and how cool and smart she is and- this whole week it's just felt like you're in a relationship with lisa and not me, so i... wanted to make you jealous to see if you still cared. or whatever."

"are you serious?" yoongi's eyes flutter shut and he reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration, "fuck, i'm sorry, ah- i'm sorry, y/n, i really am-" his brows knit together in remorse as he looks at you, "i think i just got swept up in all the new clients she was bringing in so i was focusing more on that than on noticing what was going on with you... i'm sorry. why didn't you just come and talk to me about it?"

"i didn't know how." you mutter, reaching up to scratch the side of your head, "i've never had to deal with something like this before, so... i know it was silly of me to come up with this whole thing-"

"you are my girlfriend, y/n." yoongi reminds you, his voice softening, "not lisa. it's you." he reaches over to hook a finger under your chin so he can get you to look at him, "i promise i only have eyes for you, pretty girl. you still love me?"

"god, yoongi-" you feel your cheeks flush at the nickname and you roll your eyes playfully before turning your head, "yeah. duh."

"oh, you silly thing..." he tuts, pulling you in for a hug and propping his chin up on the top of your head, "i'm sorry, baby. i really didn't mean to make you feel like that..." he pulls away and reaches down to glide his finger down the bridge of your nose before poking the tip, "i hope you can forgive me for being a shitty boyfriend."

"i'll forgive you if you forgive me for pretending to flirt with someone else." you smile sheepishly, yoongi grinning before nodding in agreement

"deal." he wraps an arm around your shoulder as the two of you head back towards the direction of the office, "so you really went through all that trouble just to make me a little jealous?" yoongi grins, "just for a little bit of attention? as if i'm not already all over you when we're alone-"

"well, it worked, didn't it?" you take your bottom lip in between your teeth as you squish your cheek against yoongi's shoulder and look up at him, "my acting skills are not half bad, if i do say so myself-"

"oh, shit, uh-" yoongi suddenly stops in his tracks when he sees lisa step out of the office and he spins around so that his back is facing her, "not to make you worry, but you should probably know that lisa's somehow convinced that i've been secretly flirting with her all week because i want to become friends with benefits again and she almost, like, body-slammed me in the office- also, if namjoon asks, tell him a raccoon snuck in and that's why his desk is a mess and his pens are all over the floor-"

"wait, what?!" your brows knit together and you're about to lean over to look at lisa but yoongi quickly reaches out and grabs onto your shoulders to keep you in place

"-yeah, so i'm going to lay you down on the hood of that car now because doing something extreme is probably the only thing that'll prove to her that she's wrong and i am very desperate to show her that she's wrong-"

"lay me down on the- and do what?! yoongi-!" you don't get much of a chance to say anything else before yoongi's suddenly bending down to pick you up off the ground in one swift movement, his fingers digging underneath your thighs as he lays you down on the hood of the nearest car, "yoongi-! you can't just-"

"shush!" yoongi hisses, pressing his lips against yours to shut you up promptly

"mmvph-"

it doesn't take you very long to melt into the kiss once you realize you haven't kissed yoongi like this in like a week and a half and you can't help but smile at the familiar faint taste of cherry you're getting from him

yoongi's warm hand slides down from your waist so he can hitch your left leg up against his hip, one of your heels slipping from your foot and clattering onto the floor

your senses are so clouded with yoongi cherry yoongi cherry that you nearly forget the two of you aren't alone (and also, all of this is definitely being recorded on the security cameras right now)

"hey, so- i- i'm gonna get going-" lisa announces loudly as she stands at a good distance away from the two of you, her eyes looking up towards the ceiling so that she doesn't have to watch the way yoongi's kissing down your neck, "i have to check out of my hotel, so-"

"yeah, sounds good!" yoongi pulls away for a second and shoots a quick thumbs up over his shoulder, "see you later, pal!"

"bye, lisa!" you chime in, giving her a wave even though she isn't looking at you and is really trying to double-time it to her car, "it was so nice meeting you!"

the two of you watch silently as lisa practically leaps into her mustang, the sound of the engine revving before she quickly speeds off like she just remembered she left the oven on at home

you turn your head to look up at yoongi before scoffing lightly, hooking a finger against his chain to pull him back down towards you, "you're ridiculous, you know that?"

"yeah, i know-" yoongi's nose crinkles before he offers you a boyish smirk and a half-hearted shrug, "you love it, though."

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Hello there! How are you, today?

I found your requests open so I thought "why not?" Hope you don't mind it!

Ok so when would they find out and how would Mammon, Lucifer and Diavolo react to an MC who's a Metamorphmagus like the ones in Harry Potter?

I can imagine MC talking to Levi who dares them to scare the shit out of one of the others using only one word and MC looks at Mammon and goes without missing a beat: "MAMMOOOOOOOON!" with the EXACT same voice of Lucifer scaring the shit out of poor Mammon who wasn't paying attention.

I hope I asked correctly. If you want you can ignore this, I don't mind at all!

I hope you have a great day!

I don't mind at all, although I did change the imagine a little bit, hope that's okay! Thanks for the ask! ^^

Metamorphmagus - a being that can change change their phyiscal appearance through sheer will alone

(It's a little too long, sorry about that ;;)

Lucifer, Mammon and Diavolo and the Metamorphmagus human

A new Halloween challenge has been trending on Devilgram, with the winner standing a chance to gain a discount voucher for Akuzon. All one has to do is to post a video of scaring someone with one word. At the mention of the prize, the Avater of Envy has been, for the past 5 minutes, bugging you to help him with the challenge as you both laze about on the couch. Levi: "Come on MC! Pleasseeeeee? With the voucher I can finally afford the TSL limited edition set that's supposed to come out on Akuzon next weeeeeeeekkkkkk." o(〒﹏〒)o MC: "Fine...Just give me a second." *Ahem* *In Lucifer's voice* "MAMMOOOOOOOOOON-"

Lucifer

- When he heard his voice from the common room, he thought someone (Mammom or Satan) had recorded his voice again, so obviously the only solution would be to investigate. - He saw your mimicry, and was both taken aback and conflicted. On one hand, this power is something that can be easily abused. Identity theft isn't a joke you know? - On the other hand, watching his brother panic because of a human is a sight you don't see everyday. - He trusts you enough to not go around mimicing him in public, and protects you if your ability puts you in any danger. - Some demons seem to think that shapeshifting into exotic animals would fetch a high price, and many might desire to gain the powers you have without having to fetch potions and dealing with the side effects. But don't worry, he'll make sure you never have to even hear of such attempts on you. - I don't think he really cares about the form you want to take (unless maybe it's like, a person he knows), he's more than happy and comforted by your presence. - If you were a small animal, like a cat, he'll let you rest on his lap or by his side as he goes through his paperwork at night. One hand gripping his fountain pen and the other unconciously petting you. "You really are full of surprises aren't you?" He chuckled softly, a soft gaze on your sleeping form. It was nearly 2 in the morning, and his fatigue was starting to overpower him. Gingerly, he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, before carrying you to his bed and turning of the lights. ---------------------------------------------------------- Mammon - You really wanna give him a heart attack huh? - The moment he heard Lucifer's voice, he sprang up from the chair he was relaxing on, eyes darting at the source of the voice until it landed on you. - "O-Oi! Whaddya think ya doin'?! I thought for a second Lucifer found out about the kettle-" - He quickly closed his mouth shut, his brain catching up to his mouth before he accidentally slipped the details of a certain incident. (Lucifer eventually found out, though that's a story for another time.) - After this discovery of your talent, you can bet he tried to take every advantage of this opportunity. - From using your ability to switch voices to make asmr lines from fandoms, to dragging you along to shapeshift into terrifying beings to intimidate his debt collectors (though if you were in any danger, he'll swoop in to protect you at all costs). - He might even try to make you shapeshift into otherworldly animals so he could take pictures of blurly, unidentifiable creatures. Posting them online in hopes he could start conspiracies and a trend that he could make a profit out of it. - However, his money making schemes were met with a swift and decisive end when one particular conspiracy resulted in a full blown search for 2 weeks in the Devildom for the apparent half-octopus, quarter-pirate and quarter-vampire-wizard-ghost called Blackbeard that stole an entire ship. (How this rumor managed to evolve into this from the original Blackbeard is anyone's guess) - Needless to say, after 2 weeks of panicking and playing along, he finally fessed up, and, depending on the degree of your involvement, your punishment may have been lighter than his. And all profits made were promptly handed over to Lucifer to be taken care of.

---------------------------------------------------------- Diavolo - He was in Lucifer's study taking a break when he heard the infamous "MAMMMMOOOOOONNNN" coming from the living room. But knowing Lucifer was with him, he became confused, and decided to check it out. - When he found out that the culprit was you, he was pretty surprised that you could do it without a potion or a spell. - Cue the 'Is this a human thing?' pigeon meme - But hey, this sounds fun! He decides to ask you to try to impersonate Lucifer, curious to how accurate your ability can be. - You could do it, but here's the catch. - Lucifer's right there in the room. And he's looking at you right in the eyes. You don't think you can accurately read his face, and suddenly you see a dilemma in front of you. - By doing your best impression of Lucifer, and by best, you mean being the proudest Lucifer to ever exist. Like, you could put the Avatar of Pride to SHAME with the pride you would have to show. - Pros: It'll definitely be a good laugh for Diavolo. And a happy Diavolo is not only very, very adorable, it also means Lucifer probably won't decimate you on the spot. Also, imagine a happy Diavolo, can you really turn down an opportunity to see his eyes light up and that normally polite smile turn into a large grin? I mean, have you SEEN this man's 'Let's go on Vacation!' SSR card????? - Cons: You might have a mad Lucifer over the next few days, is it really, really, REALLY worth it? - Counter-point: Dia's smile - ...Fair enough - Throwing caution to the wind, you shift into Lucifer's appearance, channeling the most "Pridey-Mc-Prideface" aura you ever had. Remembering all the times Lucifer's pride turned you off fueled your performance, as you exhibit your interpretation of the man in front of you with such enthusiasm you just let the character in your heart do most of the work for you, almost forgetting about your audience. - With a standing ovation, the demon prince, Levi (You forgot he was still on the couch) and Lucifer(!!!) praised you for your brillant one-man improv. - "Hahaha! That was brilliant MC! I almost thought Lucifer was in front of me!" - There it was, that smile. Luckily, for that, for that you didn't get in trouble, not like you would've regretted it even if you were. - I'm pretty sure this would turn into an inside joke, you just need to mimic Lucifer to him occasionally and he'll grin. Just don't blow it out of proportion if you don't want it to catch on and have an annoyed peacock Luci after you.

#When will I be able to write short headcanons cjfgckfc #I wrote Luci's last but somehow he's the one with the romantic end #I'll write more romance for Mammon and Dia next time ;;#but other than that yay first ask :D #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #this was pretty fun #I think I went a little wild with Mam's and Dia's scenario

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0risha · 3 years

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“LEMON GLOW."

✰ PAIRING ⤷ megumi x gn!reader

✰ SUMMARY ⤷ megumi's mind has finally become clearer.

✰ TAGS ⤷ fluff, junior high megumi, barely edited,

✰ A/N ⤷ “yesth, I should be working on requests right now but this came to me while listening to lemon glow by beach house... so forgive me?” don't ask why I added a header..... lmfaooo. Lowkey thinking of doing a part 2 to this in the current timeline... idk.

The color of Megumi's mind.

It’s murky, at first. Where unclarity suffocates his every crevice because he’s still trying to find his place in the world.

Although it clears up for a second whenever he comes in contact with his sister, Tsumiki, it returns as soon as the words of animosity cross between the two.

Even when he’s witnessing the fear of delinquents who call themselves tough because the only thing they can pry on are the weak, he still feels as though he needs something.

Fortunately, his plea is answered in due time.

Megumi figures that it's not God. Through the clamor of his life, he’d never believed in one. But every time he looks back on this gift –no matter how unexpected it was– he couldn’t help but mutter a prayer of thanks to who knows what.

You’re a new face. At first, muddled like the others. Face distorted with cloudy substance where your features should be, whirling past whenever you two come close.

When you two do finally come in contact, it’s at his home. The one he shares with Tsumiki and Satoru. But Satoru's rarely there.

He’s sick. A high fever of 106. His nose is stuffed to the point where he fears he won’t be able to breathe when the next cycle of inhale and exhale comes.

He hasn’t been able to get up from his futon ever since his alarm rang. His sister and Satoru long gone before then. He didn’t want to call, figuring that he could work through this himself.

When Megumi hears a voice, soft and timid, he shakes his head. Eyes blinking as he wonders if he’s finally lost it. But it comes again, closer this time.

“Fushiguro san?” A head peeks through his room door.

It's you, the new student. He recalls that you're quiet and rarely talk. Even then, somehow associating yourself in the popular crowd. Though, a part of him thinks it wasn't your doing.

When you hand him your name he doesn't recognize it. A thought in where he needs to pay more attention flits through his mind.

"You're here because...."

His voice comes out wired and scratchy, he's sure if it wasn't for his battered throat, it would've come out as harsh.

Your response is delayed. Almost as if you need twice as much the average time to process his words. "Oh, since I'm in your homeroom, I was sent to deliver your classwork and homework." You take out a stack of papers from your backpack and place it by the door.

He closes his eyes, expecting to hear retreating footsteps.

"Should I make you something?" you ask. For a second, Megumi has the urge to deny, he hates relying on other people, especially the too-good ones.

But as he surveys your almost pleading posture he accepts. "Okay."

With his affirmation, the air shifts. A smile takes its place on your face as you clamber up to him. "Do you want tea or sou—"

"Anything, just don't make a mess." He grunts, with half of your body over his –even with his clogged nose– he catches a faint scent of vanilla. He turns his head away from you to hide the flush in his cheeks, he's never actually been this close to someone as pretty as you before. Less alone cared for.

"Okay," you chirp. Not the slightest bit encompassed by his offish behavior.

When you leave, he curses himself for being so rude to you. But Megumi can't help it, his cold demeanor had been injected into his body since birth.

An hour passes by.. ten minutes, maybe? And Megumi starts to forget that you're even in his home; his fever finally hitting its pinnacle.

In his dream-like state, he doesn't hear you enter his room.

But, when you say his name meekly and place a cool palm on his forehead, he finally shifts.

"I made miso soup, it probably doesn't taste the best but I—"

"Thank you." He breathes out, turning towards your sitting figure to grab the bowl. He grunts in frustration as his body strains.

"I can feed you if that's alright?" Groggily, he blinks. His pride had been wounded too many times today but when he sees your expression, he again complies.

When you perk up, he has to turn his head away from your too-bright smile.

"Can you at least sit up?" you whisper, already reaching towards his head to hoist him up.

"Yeah," Megumi grunts, using all of his strength to finally rest his back on the wall.

"That's good." You state, blowing on a spoonful of soup before you reach to cup his jaw.

Megumi doesn't have the heart to move away, a part of him thinks that seeing a hurt expression on your face would be far worse than his now fever.

Slowly but surely, he widens his mouth to welcome the soup.

He keeps his eyes from making contact with yours as he tastes the warm liquid on his buds. Even though his sensory is barely there, it didn't taste good. At all.

"Is it good?" you inquiry. Your eyes sparkle with anticipation as you gaze at him.

"Yeah, it is." Your smile grows much wider than it was before at his positive commentary.

"Really?" You place another spoonful in his mouth, much eagerly than the last as you ramble about the ingredients you used. His brain can't perfectly piece your words together but your voice soothes him, nonetheless.

"What time is it?" Megumi asks when the soup is finally close to done.

If Tsumiki or Gojo were to come, he thinks, this moment of his would-be interrupted. As much as he hated to admit it, he didn't want it to.

"By now, school's almost over." You shift, taking a cup of tea and placing it to his lips. Megumi wants to ask why you decided to skip school and take care of a stranger instead, but he decides against it.

"Do you want me to leave?" Your eyes shift to his. When he shakes his head, you breathe out a sigh.

Megumi hopes it's one of relief.

Hesitantly, his eyes fall on yours."Can you uh.. stay untill I fall asleep?" Your brows raise in surprise at his pleading tone.

"Of course." You decide, placing the tea cup on his room table.

Slowly, you shuffle closer to him and lean a little on his shoulder.

"What if you get sick?"

"You'll have to take care of me, just like I did." Megumi blinks as he processes your words. A warm, serene feel surrounds every stack of his vertebrae. It's an unfamiliar feeling, one that makes his heartbeat grow unsteady, but he welcomes it.

"Okay."

When Megumi wakes up, it's nighttime. A sliver of the moon from his window acts as a source of light for his room. He attempts to shift in his futon, only to be met with a warm body, yours.

Megumi stills for a second as he observes your face. Throughout his whole day with you, he never got the chance to get a good look at it.

You're pretty just like he first thought. He thinks it's almost adorable how your nose twitches every time he moves around.

He's never been this interested in something or someone, this much. Maybe it's because of the involuntary care you gave him. The nice, white gleaming smiles too.

He's never experienced or accepted care from somebody else.

A ghost of a smile threatens to touch his lips as he realizes that his nose, chest and mind are no longer heavy but instead, clear.

Your soup must've worked.

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key201303 · 3 years

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Word count: 2063 words

Warnings: None! Just a bunch of fluff

Pairing: Xiaojun x fem!reader

Genre: FLUFF

Plot: One of the worst days in your school life. Everything seemed to be planned to go wrong but at least you had Xiaojun waiting for you at home. You never wanted to admit it but he was your warming home. It never mattered what happened to you, he would always know what to say and do to bring a smile back on your face and today wasn’t an exception. But you couldn’t expect his sudden confession.

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A/N: Special thanks to @127-mile for letting me be part of this little event🙏🏻❤️ Hope you guys enjoy this oneshot❤️

"Are you sure you don't want me to pick you up?" You heard Xiaojun's voice through your phone, a slight concerned tone clearly noticeable in his soft voice. "Yes, I'm sure. Don't worry I'll be okay, it's not like I had to walk for an hour under the rain." You answered laughing as you unpacked your bag and got out your books. "Okay, fine. But I'll stay awake until you arrive." He said, a pout appearing on his lips. "You'll be too tired, please don't wait for me." You knew he had been in the studios for the entire day and that he might be tired, you didn't want him to stay awake until late because of you. "Then make sure to not come too late." He said teasing you. You really never knew how but even in the worst moments, like being locked in the library for studying for an important test, he always managed to bring a soft smile to your face. After some minutes of him begging you to promise you wouldn't be late, you finally hung up after promising so you could focus on your boring books.

Hours went by and the crowded library started to get more and more empty as night fell. By the time, there were only you and 2 or 3 more students left in there, books and notes making a perfect mixture of decoration to the big tables of the library and the soft yellow light of the lamps were already the only light source above your messy notes. You took a few seconds to compare your table with the rest of the student's table. They were pretty tidy: books, notebooks and notes meticulously placed on its right order and a monotonous palette of colors decorating their notes. Then your eyes landed in the mess placed before your eyes. Your books, notebooks and notes were placed like you have tiredly thrown them into the table, there wasn't a coherent order, you didn't even know what have you already studied or not (you've stopped paying attention to it a few minutes ago), your notes looked like a rainbow, decorated with tons of colors. At this point you don't know if your notes were notes or an expensive painting of abstract art. Xiaojun would always mocke you about how colorful you always wrote your notes while "normal people" would use just a few colors. Xiaojun…. You missed him and wished you could be with him cuddling right now instead of being locked in that library.

After taking a few minutes of break, not wanting to break the promise you always made to Xiaojun and needing a break so you wouldn't lose your mind, you went back to the books with a coffee in your hand.

An hour passed and rain has started to pour from the dark night sky. What you told Xiaojun to not worry has ended up becoming true and all you could do was pray for it to stop raining. You would have asked your boyfriend to pick you up but he has stopped answering your messages a long 30 minutes ago which made you guess he has fallen asleep. You would never blame him though, you perfectly knew how tired he was after his schedules and you were no one to blame him after seeing how hard he works every single day. "Ms. We're closing in 5 minutes, will you stay for much longer?" An old woman, you guessed was the owner of the library, knocked you out of your thoughts with her soft voice. "Oh no no, I was already thinking about going back home." You answered, packing your stuff in a hurry, not wanting to cause any burden to the old woman. You guessed she wanted to get home just as soon as you did. "Do you have an umbrella sweetheart?" She sweetly asked, offering you an extra umbrella she had pin there. "Oh no, it's okay. Thank you." You answered, standing up from the desk and walking out of the building after saying goodbye to the owner of the library. Did you have an umbrella? Well, no, but you didn't live that far, right? Wrong.

You grabbed your bag above your head and started to run towards your shared apartment. The rain has gotten harder and you could feel how it soaked all your pants. You noticed the traffic was busier than you expected it to be which made it even harder to arrive home, having to stop for at least 5 minutes in every single crosswalk.

After 20 minutes, which actually felt like an entire hour, you arrived at your front door. You left a wet trail as you walked in, all the neighbors you found on your way to the elevator turning to face you with concerned eyes. You checked yourself in the small mirror of the elevator to find yourself completely drenched. Xiaojun is going to kill me. You thought to yourself when your eyes landed on your reflection in the mirrors. If you were lucky, he would be sleeping and you would be able to enter the bathroom before he noticed your presence.

You got out of the elevator and hurriedly walked towards your front door,praying for Xiaojun to be sleeping and for Bella to not start barking as soon as you entered the house. You slowly introduced your key into the locker slowly, trying your best to not make any loud noise. Everything seemed to be normal but there was a detail that caught your attention, the TV was on but the lights of the living room were off. Xiaojun would never watch the TV with the lights off, saying it was too bad for his pretty eyes, and you knew the rest of the boys were not home yet.

You quietly removed your shoes and placed your drenched bag in the small coat rack placed next to the cupboard so it could dry. After removing your wet shoes and the wet bag you quietly walked into the living room to meet with the cutest image you could ever find. Xiaojun has fallen asleep with Bella beside him. By the way their bodies were placed, you guessed Xiaojun fell asleep on the couch while waiting for you and Bella just jumped into the couch and curled up next to him. Your heart melts with the image you couldn't help taking your phone out and taking a picture of them and setting it as your new lock screen. At this point you have even forgotten about your hurry for going into the bathroom without Xiaojun noticing your presence, you were too busy admiring the brown haired boy sleeping figure and your lovely puppy sleeping beside him. It really was a heartwarming image. It was until Xiaojun opened his eyes and met your drenched figure.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked with wide eyes, like he has been awake for hours. "Nothing." You said looking away, trying to avoid the topic. "Nothing??? (Y/N) for God's sake look at you!! You look like you took a shower with your clothes on!" He said clearly worried. "Don't be so exaggerated, I'm not that soaked." You said, downplaying the matter. "Why didn't you call me?" He said with concern written all over his face. "You were sleeping, I didn't want to disturb your sleep, I know how tired you are." You answered mirroring his expression. "I wasn't sleeping, I was just resting my eyelids." He said rolling his eyes. "You sure you weren't sleeping? I'm pretty sure I could hear you snore." You teased him, making him roll his eyes once again. "Enough talk for now, go to take a shower before you catch a cold." He said grabbing your hand and taking you into the bathroom himself. "You know? I live here, I know where the bathroom was." You said teasing your sleepy boyfriend. "I'm too tired to make up an excuse. I just wanted to grab your hand, I missed you." He softly said, caressing the back of your hand which he was still grabbing. You didn't know what he was so sweet for but you had to admit you loved it. "You own my heart (Y/N)." He said pulling you closer and placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "God (Y/N) you're frozen, go into the shower already!" He said pulling you away and into the bathroom, immediately closing the door so you could have a relaxing and warm shower. You just rolled your eyes and did as he told you, looking forward to a warm shower.

Once you finished your shower you felt so much better about everything. Right when you were about to brush and dry your wet hair, Bella appeared in the bathroom chased by Xiaojun. "Will you ever leave us alone??" He said grabbing the puppy and scolding her for disturbing your relaxing time. "Oh, have you finished?" He asked when he lifted his eyes and saw you standing there in your onesie and in front of the mirror. "Just have to brush and dry my hair and I'll be done." You said, bringing the big brush to your soft hair. "Come here, let me help you. You must be tired from running around all day." He said, putting Bella on the floor and walking behind you. "Can I?" He asked you to give him the brush. How could you deny such a great offer.

It wasn't a secret that Xiaojun was always an angel with you and he loved taking good care of you. He softly brushed your hair, making sure he wouldn't miss any spot so it would look bad tomorrow morning and making sure he never pulled your hair too hard that could hurt you. He treated you like if you were made of glass. You really enjoyed these kinds of moments with him. So simple yet so meaningful. Just the two of you, home alone, doing simple things like brushing your hair was and talking about whatever came to your minds. Memories, random thoughts about different topics, jokes and, what you liked the most, love confessions. You loved hearing him say how much he loved you and so did he. But today it was different. His confessions were truly from his heart.

"I really love you… I don't even know how it started actually. All I wanna do is spend my every second with you. Doesn't matter where I am or what I am doing, you're always on my mind. I just want to be by your side for life." He said as he passed his fingers through your hair as he softly dried it. Your heart skipped a beat at his words and your words got trapped in your throat, not really knowing what to say rather than "I love you."

There was no better way for finishing a tiring day like this, with a beautiful confession from the one and only human you love with your entire soul and heart. The soft bed sheets finally covering both of your tired bodies, eyelids feeling heavy as you stare into each other's eyes, admiring the beautiful galaxy both of you hold in your eyes whenever you meet each other's gaze. You believed it was the perfect moment to say your confession to your boyfriend. "I also have something to confess." You softly said, turning around to grab your phone. "I have proof that you were asleep when I arrived." You said giggling. "What?" He said confused. As soon as you turned on your phone and his sleeping photo appeared on the screen, his cheeks and ears immediately turned red and he tried his best to hide himself on the crook of your neck completely embarrassed making you laugh even harder. "Why did you have to take that photo??" He said embarrassed and tickling your neck as he talked. "Stop hiding!! You're tickling me!" You said laughing trying to pull him away but the stronger you pulled him away the stronger his embrace became. "Huh? I can't hear you." He teasingly said, blowing some more air into your skin to tickle you more. Definitely there wasn't a better pic you could have as a lock screen and there wasn't a better way for finishing a tiring day.

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diaco1968 · 4 years

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The wandering prince of the outcasts

Fantasy au

Exiled prince Shoto todoroki x reader

Also, smut

Warning! A little smut/ v sex, passive tiny bit of angst, porn with too much plot? XD I just get carried away with fantasy au.

Sprinting out of the village gates with a sharp turn off the main path to shake off your pursuers you had reached a steep slope, immediately realising why there was no path leading this way. In front of you was a giant deep pit and now you couldn't stop running. "Oh crap!" You screamed as you braced yourself to fall down the deep pit of death in front of you. But you didn't, your legs wobbled as you slipped on something and fell on your butt, sliding over the pit and down the slope the rest of the way. You came to a halt on the even ground, heart still beating rapidly in your chest and panting heavily. Your hands only now felt the coldness under you making you look down in awe at the ground underneath you and the path you just slid down on. 'Ice?...' your jaw hung open but the sound of someone clearing their throat right from over you snapped you back to yourself and you whipped back around to look at the source "Ehem. Are you alright?" You saw a hand in your face urging you to accept the help to get up. Your eyes moved up and landed on his face. Oddly satisfying symmetrical two colored hair. And mesmerising eyes. Fair skin, except for a burnt patch around his one sharp blue eye. Definitely not from around here or a regular wanderer. "I'm great." You slowly reached up, smiling sheepishly as you took his hand and stood up "I, um... was that somehow, you?" You pointed back at the ice behind you. "What?" He said unfazed as he glanced behind you before locking eyes with yours again. "The ice that just saved... me...?" You turned around and trailed off. It as all gone. The thick ice had disappeared with just a trail of glistening wet grass. "What?!" You looked at him seriously "I know what I saw! I slipped on a layer of ice that appeared out of nowhere! Now if that is something you need to hide, it's none of my business. I'll keep your secret." You huffed crossing your arms over your chest as you narrowed your eyes at him. "I don't know what you're talking about. But Please do be more careful next time." He replied looking at you amused. "I will. Thanks for saving my life." You grumbled, kind of disappointed as you turned around and walked away from him. You were definitely sure you didn't just imagine that. You had thought you were in for a treat by meeting a mysterious wizard or something, but well, denying he just used magic was logically how it should've turned out. People weren't kind to wizards and the fact that he had it in his heart to save you from inevitable death even though it wasn't any of his concern, had you feeling grateful anyway.

"You're welcome." He said quietly as you walked away out of earshot a half amused smile still on his face. The fact that you just accepted his power and then accepted him denying it without pushing him, had caught his interest. He started walking again and pulled the reigns lightly once before letting go so the white stallion followed him as well.

You were reunited with your bunch at a nearby inn, Kaminari apologizing profusely for getting you in such a mess back in the village. You had brushed him off with a light pat on the shoulder and now you were sitting at one of the tables with him, Krishima and Sero drinking and eating the day's loot away while you waited for Bakugou to join you. A curious bunch. You had met them through Kirishima, when you've been wandering around alone one night and offered the only piece of food you had to a lonely looking dragon that didn't roast you on sight. Much to your surprise he transformed into a bubbly red headed boy right in front of your eyes and despite your protests led you away to his pals. Dragged you by the hand more like. And well a simple 'can we keep her!?' And a bunch of yelling Bakugou later, you found yourself travelling with these guys. Occasionally splitting up to do your own things when you got to a town or a village and then meeting back up somewhere and moving on. A curious bunch indeed.

The familiar booming sound of the ash blonde malre reached you over the sound of the chatter, way before he even entered the inn himself. "Oh there he is!... and... who's that?" Kirishima perked up happily but immediately his expression changed to concerned. You turned your head towards the entrance and sure enough Bakugou was dragging someone in yelling something about being spied on. Low and behold the person he dragged in was no other than the ice boy who just saved you earlier. 'Definitely not a chance of keeping this one.' You thought to yourself as you glanced at Kirishima's defensive expression. He was close with Bakugou and they were for objective reasons... wanted dead or alive. It didn't help that the wandering ice boy, despite obvious efforts at disguise, a brand new traveller's cloak, looked like royalty... or at least some sort of authority. You labled him off as some sort of noble son in his rebel stage of life. "Unhand me this instance! You were threatening a dog for barking at you and I was just watching." The boy objected and you snorted totally seeing Bakugou doing that. You decided to pay him back for saving your life earlier so you stood up and walked towards them "oh my! Is that really you?! What would your father say?" You reached them walking past Bakugou who was now silent looking at you quizzically and gave the boy a light half hug, ripping Bakugou's hand off of his shoulder in the process "don't get me wrong I do miss you! But you are so far away from home." You pulled back and He looked equally as confused as Bakugou, only way less violent and way more calm. You huffed glaring at Bakugou "is that a way to treat my cousin?" He narrowed his eyes at you "your cousin?! He looks like he just came straight out of the royal castle!" Shoto looked surprided at that looking down at his attire and murmuring to himself more so than anything "I do?..." you laughed grabbing the boy's shoulder and started leading him out "he just doesn't know what to wear and where to wear it to. I don't look like royalty to you, do I? My cousin definitely isn't either." Bakugou wasn't too convinced but let you two walk away with a grumpy growl.

Once outside you turned the corner slipping behind the inn with him and a safe distance away from any ears in hearing range, you let him go "of all the people you could randomly piss off, it had to be Bakugou?" You chuckled as he fixed his clothes where Bakugou had crumbled in his fist. "He told a dog, and I qoute, 'you think you are better than me?!' Then he demanded that the dog fight him if it dared when he got barked at..." he deadpanned looking at you. "Yeah that sounds about right." You chuckled looking at him kindly, making a little smile cross his lips. "Alright I'm (y/n) and as my 'cousin', I think I should know your name too." His smile wore off immediately and he looked a bit uneasy making you soften up a bit "look, you don't look like you belong out here on your own. I just want to help. Consider it pay back for saving my life?" He looked up at you wondering why you took 'magic' so lightly. "Shoto, you can call me Shoto." You smiled at him brightly "Alright Shoto, we're go-" you were interrupted at the loud sounds of commotion coming from the direction of the inn. You gestured for him to be quiet as you peeked around the corner to see what was going on. As usual it was Bakugou yelling but this time there were a bunch of people clad in dark cloaks backing him out of the inn along with Kirishima. The moment one of them shot a big blue ball of fire at the two, Kirishima transformed into a dragon, blocking it and flew the both of them away, getting chased by a couple of the cloaked forms who transformed into winged creatures and persued. From the other side you could see Sero and Kaminari hopping on their horses and each rode off in a different direction trying to lose their own pursuers who were hot on their trails.

You stepped out of your cover and you were immediately stopped by one of the cloaked ones smirking down at you with a crooked smirk over chapped lips, topped off with a scar on one side. He raised his hand towards you to grab your face. You gasped in fear but the hand in front you burst into flames and as the guy started howling in pain Shoto grabbed you from behind, whistling his horse over, hopping on and pulled you on as well spurring the giant beast, who reared loudly before galloping inside the forest.

He hadn't paid much attention when pulling you on the horse and now you were draped over his lap on your stomach trying not to throw up from all the movements of the horse. "Okay okay! We lost them! I need to get off!" Shoto glanced down at you blushing as you clutched his thigh to steady yourself. He pulled the reigns and the horse came to a halt with a little skid. You immediately pushing yourself out of his lap and off his horse before he could help you, turning towards the ground to dry heave. He hopped off next to you "I'm so sorry, it was just too dangerous..." you raised your hand to stop him as you caught your breath. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he waited for you.

"Ice and fire..." you whispered. He could feel the cold sweat starting to form on his back. "The power of ice and fire!" You jumped to your feet and looked at him with wide eyes. He raised his hands slowly to calm you down "no, no, listen-"

"You are the cursed prince!"

He winced at the name turning his head to the side "well shit... I mean you no harm- mh!?" With the sharp pain on his chest he looked at you only to find you in his face, poking your finger in his chest accusingly "why didn't you say so!"

"...excuse me?" He inquired tilting his head to the side confused once again. "This is the part you run away, usually screaming, scared for your life." You looked at him mouth gaping "what are you talking about?! We've been looking for you everywhere!"

The flames danced tauntingly as you two stared each other down, each from one side of the bonefire. A bonefire you had pestered him to make using his own fire cause it was freezing cold. "Why would you be looking for me?" He urged on. You took in his form. Sitting up, back straight as a stick and legs folded underneath him neatly. "What do you mean? You are the lost prince!" You insisted making him glare at you. "I am exiled. I am cursed. What do you want from me?" You sighed hugging your knees tightly to your chest resting your chin on them wondering if he really didn't know. "You haven't been back home in a long time, have you?" You asked quietly and he softened up only a little. You continued without a reply "the 'king'," you scoffed "steals, tortures and kills. No one is allowed to stand in his way... he rules with an iron fist. And no one is safe. You are the rightful ki-"

"Stop. I'm a curse. I hurt people around me. Hell I even hurt myself." He vaguely gestured at his burnt face. "I am no one's king." He said firmly looking away from the fire. You watched him shocked at the hateful tone in his voice as he spoke of himself. "I'm a monster. If I were you, I'd leave me be as soon as I could." He got to his feet and stepped away from the fire and you to lie down on the flat floor with his back to you a little ways away. You watched his back for a while before staring into the undying flames, drowning yourself in your own thoughts. Anxious about what might've happend to your friends.

He woke up to the sound of struggle. It was silent, just the sound of something dragging and hitting on the ground of the forest behind him. He sat up and turned around. His eyes locked on a dark cloaked figure standing over what he suddenly realised was your struggling figure, kicking your feet and gasping dryly with a raspy voice. He shot to his feet, fire coming to life in the palm of his hand as he closed the distance between himself and the man and slammed his other hand, covered in a hard layer of ice in the intruders side. He jumped shouting in pain and staggering away only to be stopped by the flaming hand inches away from his face "let her go!"

"You are supposed to be dead!" The guy yelled back angry, and Shoto burned his shoulder as he grabbed onto it. "I said, let her go!" The man yelled in pain and tried to move away. "You get people around you killed. You kill them. Look at her! She is like this cause she was with you!" You clawed at the vine that had sprouted right underneath your head and was wrapped snugly around your neck, tightening ever so slowly. "Don't listen to him!" You managed only a quiet wheeze. "Shut up wench! Come with me and she'll live." Shoto looked clearly torn between listening to him or to you. He didn't know what to do. His head was racing as he lowered his hand from the guys face, the flames dying out slowly. "NO!" you wriggled gasping for air, and it received you a light kick to the legs "quiet! That's it boy. Don't struggle." The man reached out to grab him.

Shoto knew who these guys were. The secret puppets of the king who did his dirty work for him in the dark. Flashbacks of the day he had fled death by what could only be considered a miracle, flooded his mind and before he could stop himself his right hand slashed at the man, freezing him to the ground in an instant. He stared at the frozen man for a second but the sound of your quiet wheezes as your legs seized their kicking and your eyes rolled back in your head brought him to his senses. Hyperventilating as he dropped to his knees next to your head he tried ripping the vines off of you to no avail. "Oh fuck! What do I do?! (Y/n)! Please! I can't!..." he raised his shaky left hand grabbing the vine at where it's root had sprouted out of the ground. He had no choice. He couldn't watch you die... but what if he was the reason you would die? What if he burned you?... he grit his teeth and very carefully set his hand on fire. The vine started to burn off and released you of it's hold as you gasped for air, coughing and turning on your side. He sat back from you, watching you worried. It took you a while to catch your breath, staring at the ground as your vision unblurred. You took in a big gulp of air letting it out and sighing as your hand raised to rub at your sore neck. That's when Shoto couldn't keep quiet anymore "did I burn you?! I'm so sorry! I just couldn't do anything else! You are right to hate me, it's all my fault! I will leav-" you crawled over to him and despite him jerking away from you, your hand reached out and cupped his still warm cheek carefully "shhhh! I'm alright Shoto! You saved me! Again!" You laughed, your eyes betraying your expression, tears pricking the corners, and pulled him close, hugging his head to your chest. He resisted at first muscles tense as dry wood. "None of this is your fault! He was here for me, you just happened to be an extra treat. He would've killed me anyway if not for you!" Your fingers ran through his hair, smoothing it out, feeling him calm down and after a minute or so slowly slump down onto you when he stopped struggling against your hold.

It's been so long since he had last felt the safety and warmth of another's embrace, he just couldn't help nuzzling into you, not caring about the awkward way you two were positioned.

Your eyes moved from Shoto's head to the frozen statue standing just over the two of you, glaring at it hatefully as if he could ever see anything again.

Neither of you could sleep again after that so you decided to lead him to the place you and your little gang of misfits usually met up when seperated, a little hidden cave somewhere deep in the forest. In the way you decided to tell him why you guys were wanted, and hunted; how you were a group considered as dangerous to the throne and how you have decided to look for the lost runaway heir to help him get back in power. He still wasn't too on board with this part of your plan but your sweet talking had managed to get the rough edge off his nerves when he talked about his power. You convinced him, or it seemed so that you did, that for the most part he was in control of his 'powers', you refused to use the word curse. You told him If he sometimes lost control of it was because he had been suppressing it for too long. He needed to accept it as part of himself. He agreed but you couldn't tell if just to make you stop talking about him or genuinely agreed. You told him how there were people, like you, like Bakugou, like Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero and so many others who were born different, like Shoto. How you were all shunned and abused for it and how Shoto would be your saviour. He had asked about you, and you showed him your neck. Healed with no sign of any injury ever received wether bruise or burn. He looked at you in awe for a long time and you caught him stealing curious glances at you.

It was a long ride, full of talk, about him, about you, and by the time you reached the cave half a day later, you found yourself to have grown very close with Shoto.

When you got to the cave, much to your concern, there was no one there. But you decided to give it a little bit of time before getting too worried. You cleaned up around the inside of the cave to make it inhabitable for a while and Shoto tied his horse somewhere close by, making sure it had enough room to rest and eat, removing his saddle and brushing the dust off of it. He brought his saddle inside the cave setting it somewhere in a corner, eyes still watching you curiously. "We need wood for the fire." You said suddenly as you recreated the place for the bone fire, setting little stones back in the place of the old ones. "I'm going to go get some. You stay here and rest." You suggested, wiping your hands on your long skirt, heading out, not liking the idea of having to sit around in the darkness of the cave. "I'll come." he followed you and you turned to shoot him a smile.

The two of you wandered the woods nearby the cave and gathered wood and a bunch of edible fruits and berries. He was silent for most of the walk but he finally decided to voice his thoughts. The one that was bugging him since earlier. "Can you take away any kind of scar?" He blurted out and you paused to look up at him from where you were kneeling to pick berries. You watched him for a little while in silence, him fidgeting uncharacteristically under your gaze as he stared intently at the ground beneath his feet. You stood up and walked up to him his eyes unmoving. You cupped his left cheek softly, stroking your thumb over the burned skin. His eyes slowly moved up from the ground to yours, you smiled kindly at him looking apologetic "no, I can't do anything about old injuries." He sighed and looked to the side "pity." You turned his face back towards you "maybe, but I like it. It makes you, you." You leaned in and watched his eyes grow ever bigger before shutting tight as you traced your lips on the old scar right under his eye, kissing it gently and smiling at him when you pulled away. His face was almost matching his hair color now and his heart hammered against his chest rapidly. You giggled and he couldn't help himself. He leaned in pressing his lips onto yours firmly.

You froze in shock blushing furiously. And he pulled away after a few seconds a stuttering mess. "I'm so s-sorry! I don't know w-what came over me... please excuse my behaviour..." you blinked grabbing his collar with both hands making him go silent as he watched you anxiously "uh...(y/n)? Mph!" You pulled him back to you by his collar crashing your lips against his, kissing him fiercely. He got over his initial surprise rather quickly, hands moving up to your hips and the small of your back, pulling you closer while his lips moved against yours in sync.

You let go of his collar and slid your arms up around his shoulders, pressing your chest onto his as you pulled his head down towards yourself more, deepening the kiss and humming in content. He took a couple of steps forward and you found yourself backed into a tree. He leaned down low, slipping his hands over your curves and grabbing your thighs, pulling you up swiftly and wrapping your legs around his waist, not once breaking the kiss. You were the one who had to pull away to catch your breath, him trailing his lips down the side of your jaw and onto your neck, sucking the delicate skin between his teeth to nip on it lightly before licking and kissing over the abused, redening skin, drawing breathy little moans out of you. "I want you." He whispered by your ear as he sucked on the skin right behind it, making goosebumps rise on your skin. You whimpered, legs tightening around his waist pulling him closer to you. His hard on pressing into you as if his lustful confession needed confirmation. "Take me then." You moaned as you tugged on his hair so you could crash and mould your lips against his again. He groaned in response to your words, kissing you hungrily, his tongue swiping over your lips requesting entrance. Your lips parted letting his tongue slip past and into your mouth, whining as he took his time, slipping your skirt up over your legs and bunching it up around your waist, his now freed cock brushing against your inner thigh. He moved agonizingly slow as he pulled your underwear to the side, rubbed himself over your dripping core, slicking his length up on your wetness. It proved to be deliciously rewarding though, when he slowly started sinking his cock in through your warm hole. You gasped and he stopped moving, pulling away from the kiss and resting his forehead on yours, trying to catch his breath, shuddering from having to hold himself back from just pounding you senseless, your tightness wrapped around his head making him feel dizzy with lust. "Are you alright?" His voice was caring but sounded strained. You moaned, nodding your head, which only made him move deeper into you. You bit your lower lip, gripping his hair and tightly clawing into his clothes.

It took him a few more minutes to sink fully inside your heat, careful not to hurt you. His forehead was now resting on the tree behind you, giving you full access to his neck as you nipped and sucked on him to your heart's content, while you were getting adjusted to his size sheathed fully inside you. In retrospect, it wasn't a good idea, cause your lips and teeth on him like that almost made him lose it a few times. You started growing restless, legs tightening their hold around his waist as you clenched around his cock, making him growl in your ear, you shuddering and whimpering in response "move! Shotooo." you whined and he didn't waste a second, pulling away and thrusting back into you right away. You gasped sharply, mouth falling open in a silent cry, digging your nails into his shoulders. His lips were back on yours when you found your voice and started moaning and mewling loudly, eating up all your sounds eagerly, his thrusts never seizing in depth or speed, pressing your back further into the rough barks of the tree each time. You reached your limit first, fluttering and throbbing around him as you came over his cock, leaning your head back on the tree, arching into him, him kissing your neck and helping you ride it out. You were considerably louder as he chased his own release pounding into your oversensitive core over and over with erratic thrusts. Mewling and whimpering, it was almost too much for you; you gripped his hair tight and harshly tugged his head back to bite his jaw and neck. Surprised he hissed at the sharp pain and finally let out a deep moan as he released his load inside you, the warmth exploding deep in your core making you quiver with your second orgasm washing over you, as you clung to him tightly. He kept you up, resting his forehead on yours, watching you with tired loving eyes as you two caught your breaths still connected.

Once he couldn't stand on his feet any longer, he held you close to himself and away from the tree's harsh surface as he lightly dropped to his knees, pulling out of you and setting you down before hugging you tightly to his chest, face buried in the crook of your neck, fingers running through your hair in a soft caress. You nuzzled your face into his chest, rubbing your hands up and down his back soothingly. Both of you enjoying the comfortable calming silence engulfing the both of you in your afterglow.

"Make it go away."

"Hmm. Nah."

"(Y/n)."

"No, 'my' dear Shoto."

"The dog boy will not get off my back for the rest of my life..."

You laughed as you whirled around to look at his blushing face. As you two were cleaning up by the pond he had seen your not too small piece of work on his neck, turning a rather dark purple as it peaked from under his collar.

"He won't notice. Even if he does he is not unfamiliar with being marked. Kiri likes marking what's his. He will not bring it up." You pulled his head down and kissed his forehead.

When you got back to the cave the guys were all already back, Sero and Kaminari, a little beat but alive and well, relieving you of your concern. Not a scratch on Bakugou and Kirishima, as expected. You smiled as you sat with them deciding to introduce Shoto properly after they've all been settled and well rested.

"Oh shit, Todoroki! What happened to your neck?!" Kaminari's voice filled up the small space of the cave, drowning all your chatter into silence, eyes moving all on to Shoto. He sighed locking eyes with you.

"A wild cat attacked me."

Bakugou snorted into his drink as Kirishima grinned sheepishly, much to Sero's and Kaminari's confusion.

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Matters of the Heart

"Why?" I groaned rolling over throwing a pillow across the room at my alarm clock. It was 5:30 in the morning and I was not in the mood to get up. Not only was it Friday, which meant it was the end of the week and I was exhausted, but I had a massive English final and to top it all off I was feeling pretty crappy. As I sat up, rubbing at my tired eyes I couldn't help but notice the aching of my limbs, my scratchy throat and my stuffed up nose.

I knew I needed to get up though,so I reluctantly left the warmth of my bed and trudged down stairs, finding that I was the first one awake.

For a few minutes the house was silent,and I relished it,knowing that by the end of the day I was going to have a pounding headache. It was at that moment when I started mentally kicking myself for fighting with my big brother Shawn when he had suggested getting a flu shot a month earlier. He wasn't happy, and it took a fair but of convincing,but eventually he let it slide. I hated needles, and he knew that.

"You look like you're about to fall over Aimee," Shawn appeared suddenly, laughing when I jumped slightly in fright, coming over to where I was leaning against the counter.

I looked up and smiled half-heartedlly.

"I feel like it!" I groaned.

"Hug?" he asked opening his arms for me to step into. Ever since I could remember we had always shared a hug first thing in the morning.

It was a ritual, and just because I was now seventeen and a senior in high school didn't mean that I didn't love it.

"Aimmee, you feel warm," he spoke, resting his hand on my forehead as I leant into him "Why don't you stay home today Sweet Pea?" he asked as I waited, snuggled in his arms for my coffee to finish brewing,sniffling every so often.

"Can't," I sighed, " I've got a massive test first period for English," I told him before swotting his hand away.

"Well at least make sure you take some Tylenol, and have plenty of water," He told me, as I grabbed my coffee, ready to leave the house.

"Shawn,I'm not a baby!" I huffed,rolling my eyes. I hated it when he went all over protective on me, especially when it came to my health. Of course it was just my luck that he and our other three housemates and his best friends,Brian, Dave and Connor were all well respected doctors at the local hospital's Emergency Department.

He hummed in response, clearly not impressed with my answer, but didn't push it. Normally he would've put his foot down and told me point blank I wasn't going. I knew I still had a ways to go though as I still had to get past the others.

I considered them to be brothers to me, just the same as Shawn, so I was very close with all of them. Consequently they were all extremely protective of me, something which I hated, as I really wasn't too fond of anything medical. I'd had a couple of bad experiences when I was younger that had put me off hospitals.

"Brian and Dave just left, and Connor's on call," Shawn told me as I grabbed my house keys. "I'll be home tonight. Bri and D will be home by lunch, so call one of them if you need to come home early. " He kissed my head before opening the door for me, and telling me to 'have a good day'.

Several hours later, and the day was turning out to be worse than expected. I had just come out of second period, and my head was throbbing, my throat aching as the pain killers I had taken earlier had long since left my system.To out it simply I was feeling like the walking dead.

"I love you babe, but you really are looking a bit rough hon." My best friend Emma spoke as she came to meet me outside the classroom.

"Let's just go sit down, " I begged as the halls started to fill. We walked in silence, not saying much, but as we were making our way through the doors to the lunch room I suddenly became very light- headed. White spots obscured my vision as I made a grab for the closest object, the side of the door.

"Are you okay Aimee?" Emma asked, coming to a stop behind me. Do you need me to call Shawn?" She asked as I tried to keep myself upright.

"He's at work call Brian or Dave please." I managed to get out, between sharp breaths, as she led me to a lunch table. As soon as she had me seated and stable she pulled out my phone from my bag and called. I could hear talking, but was too focused on not passing out, or throwing up to actually pay attention.

"Dave said he's on his way right now," she spoke making me sigh in relief. At least now I knew that if I fainted I would be in the presence of a doctor or doctors given that Brian was home now too.

"We may as well go up to the office, " she suggested taking my bag from me, and giving me a sympathetic smile. We trudged slowly up to the office building, and once I was there the school nurse made her leave, taking me to her office where I lay on the cot in silence, trying to will away the dizzyness that was now causing the room to spin even more.

I felt like I was on one of those spinny rides they have at amusement parks.

I wasn't really paying attention to the time or my surroundings so it startled me slightly when I heard the nurse's voice and realised that she was no longer in the room with me.

"She's in here. She drifted off about ten minutes ago, the poor darling," she tutted as the door opened. Dave stepped into the room, dressed in scrubs, his ID badge identifying him as a doctor at the hospital still attached to his pocket. Clearly he had just come from work.

"I'm sorry I made you leave early," I apologised, coughing.

"Aimee, don't be ridiculous, you know the guys and I would drop anything any time you need us honey." I knew it was true. They had lived together since their intern year, and when I moved in I basically gained three other family members. It wasn't much of an adjustment though as I already saw them as older brothers, so I knew he meant what he was saying.

"So you're not feeling too good ha? " he asked, coming over to the cot, and giving me yet another sympathetic smile.

"You could say that," I laughed at the gross understatement before, letting out a few harsh coughs, making Dave's brow furrow.

He took my hand, and pulled me into a sitting position slowly.

"I feel dizzy," I mumbled, holding his hand more tightly.

" You're okay, it's probably just your Eustachian Tubes. If they get blocked, it messes with your balance, and can make you feel dizzy," he explained calmly as he waited for me to get my bearings. Once I felt normal enough to stand,Dave took my bag, and led me out to his car, keeping a supportive hand on my lower back the entire time.

"How long have you felt sick?" he asked switching into doctor mode almost immediately as soon as we stepped out of the office. "Aimmee?" he asked again as we got strapped in. It was only then that I realised I hadn't answered his question.

"Since last night," I admitted, leaning my head on the window.

"You really should have gotten the flu shot," he spoke a few minutes later.

" D, don't lecture me, you know I hate needles!" I grumbled, turning to glare at him.

"I'm just saying." He held his hands up in defense.

"Well just don't say!" I snapped back. "Sorry, " I added when I saw the look of shock. " I get mean when I'm tired."

He smiled, nodding in response, but didn't say anything, instead turning the car on and heading for home. Something which I was greatful for as I wasn't in the mood to talk.

The next thing I was aware of was my door opening slowly and Dave rubbing my arm gently.

"Aimmee, we're home honey," he spoke as I squinted, readjusting to the light. He was patient as I got out of the car, and made my way inside, helping me into the warm house and straight upstairs to my room.

"Take this," he spoke, handing me some decongestant for my cough and some aspirin for my headache.

I made my way slowly over to the bed once I had taken the given medication, curling up as Brian walked in with a soft smile, still dressed in his scrubs, stethoscope round his neck. "Hi sweetheart, I just want to take your temperature." he told me coming over to the bed, with a thermometer in hand, sitting beside me.

"I'm going to turn the heating up, and get a few more blankets," Dave told us before leaving the room.

"Sit up for my Aimee," Brian spoke, pulling the covers back.

"No," I whined, rolling over to try to avoid it.

"Come on Aimee, it'll only take a minute," he promised as Dave returned and came over, helping to roll me over. True to his word it was only a minute later that the machine beeped and I heard them both hum.

"You got yourself a substantial fever hon. I want you to get into a singlet. You can have a thin blanket if you're feeling cold, but the more we reduce the outside heat sources the better."

"You shouldn't be having to look after me," I huffed as I got out of bed in order to remove my excess clothing. "You haven't even removed your stethoscope or the gel from your hair, " I pointed to the way his hair was still spiked back with gel, knowing that when Brian got home, removing it was always the first thing he did, kind of like washing the day away.

"How about you let me worry about that hey?" he suggested, before laughing as I nearly fell, trying to remove my school pants, leaving me in just bike shorts and a crop top. Once I was changed he got me situated, propping up pillows to help with my cough.

"Thanks," I mumbled. "Hey where'd Dave go? " I asked noticing for the first time that he wasn't in the room anymore.

"He had some paper work to catch up on," This wasn't unusual as Dave was the Head of the Emergency Department, with Shawn, Connor and Brian working as his deputys, helping to lead the charge as the hospital is one of the biggest in the country,getting code blacks several times a month.

"As do I, so get some sleep. Just shout if you need anything, I'll be in the lounge drowning in paper work." He smiled as he pulled the quilt up around me and walked out the door.

I woke to whispers a while later, not knowing where I was, or what time it was for a few moments. When I felt the gentle touch of a hand on my forehead, and then my wrist, I came back to reality.

"She's still too warm," someone whispered.

"Aimmee?" I recognized the voice as Brian. Slowly I managed to open my eyes, squinting, and letting out a small moan at the instant headache the newfound light was giving me.

"How you feeling hon?" he asked, sitting on the bed, and rubbing my arms gently. He had changed into sweat pants and an old teeshirt since the last time I was awake, his hair now flopping over the right side of his face.

"Cold, sore, tired...," I listed off, trying to fight the urge to cough again. I just wanted to roll over and curl back up.

"How 'bout you come down stairs and have something light to eat, get some fluids into you, and I'll heat up a hot water bottle for you?" he suggested, standing up from the bed.

I really didn't want to, but I knew I really didn't have a choice, and that no matter what I said, he would make me.

"Fine," I sighed, slowly sitting up, and following him and Dave at a snail's pace down the stairs.

"Why'd you go to school?" he asked as I got settled on the couch.

"Had a test I couldn't miss," I answered between another set of bone rattling coughs.

"That doesn't sound good." He folded his arms and eyed me carefully.

"Yeah well, it doesn't feel too good either."

"Will you let one of us listen to your chest?" he asked, probably already knowing the answer.

I shook my head. He left it at that, and went to get some food for me, also heating up the hot water bottle as promised. When he returned he made me eat a piece of toast and have some honey lemon tea to help soothe my sore throat, before finally letting me go back to sleep. That was where I was when my brother stepped into the house, I don't know how many hours later.

"How are you feeling?" Shawn came to sit on the couch with me, still dressed in his scrubs.

"Pretty crappy." I sniffed leaning into his side, and relishing the warmth.

" Brian,when was the last time she had medicine?" he asked, pressing his palm to my to head.

Brian poked his head into the room from the kitchen. Probably having been preparing dinner, as they all took turns usually.

"About five."

"So about an hour ago," Dave surmised, coming over to sit on the other side of me,and looking at his watch.

"You're still feeling warm Princess, I'm going to go get some wet washers. You're having the flu shot next year Princess." he called as he left the room.

"But Shawn!" I whined, he knew how much I hated needles.

No,we are not having a repeat of this. Wouldn't you rather avoid this if you can?"

"You don't even know it's what it is. How long does it last though?"

" Seven to ten days, give or take. That's if it is the flu though," he qualified from the other room.

"I am sick of feeling sick," I grumbled as I chucked yet another batch of tissues into the bin that Brian had left beside the couch for me.

"Well maybe you'll think about that next time I say it's time to get your flu shot," he sassed, coming back into the room with several cold washers. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, he always had to be right!

"I saw that!" Dave laughed, poking my side and winking.

"Saw what?" Shawn asked, looking between the two of us.

"Nothing," I answered with a smile, trying to convey my innocence. " But seriously Shawnie, I know being a doctor is practically in your DNA, but could like not use this moment to do a 'I told you so. '," I huffed, throwing my weight to the back of the couch again.

He and Dave just laughed, before they worked together, placing the clothes around my body- under my arms, on my forehead, even my feet.

"You know if you let one of us take a look at you, then we might actually be able to help you," Connor spoke from the door, arms crossed, it was the first time I'd seen him all day. He looked tired, but somehow there was still a teasing glint in his eyes.

"No," I answered immediately, shivering at the thought.

He sighed coming to sit on the edge of the couch.

"We're not going to do anything to hurt you honey, but you've been sick for over 24 hours now, and nothing is changing."

"Not all doctors are nasty, cold people like your previous one," Shawn added with a gentle smile, reaching to take my hand in his. "Besides, I'm your brother and I wouldn't let anyone hurt you, we all took an oath not to do harm."

At least let us check your temperature again and eat something."

I looked down ringing my fingers before looking back at them all.

"Okay, but can we watch a movie after?"

...

It was now several hours later,and the movie (Monsters, INC.) had finished, and we were all in bed, but I lay awake tossing and turning, unable to find a comfortable spot. I could feel that my fever had gotten worse, I was sweating, but freezing, I had aches and pains, and my whole body felt like lead. On top of that I now had a weird stabbing pain in my chest that was getting worse, and it was freaking me out. At first I thought it was just from all the coughing, but when it wasnt getting better after a solid half an hour of trying to ignore it, I knew something was wrong.

I got up slowly, and made my way down the hall to my brother's room, opening the door, seeing him splayed out on the bed, shirtless and snoring.

"Shawn?" I whispered, hoping to wake him, but it didn't do anything. "Shawn?" I tried again, this time shaking his arm a little bit, still nothing. Finally I was about to give up when I heard a voice from outside.

"Aimee?" Connor asked, stepping into the doorway, his face illuminated by moonlight flooding through the window.

"Con," I sighed relieved.

"What's wrong? " he asked as I came to stand next to him, him pulling me into a hug.

"My heart hurts," I hicupped into his chest. "My heart hurts," I repeated.

"Okay,calm down," he soothed, rubbing my back, and starting to lead me back downstairs, but not before shaking Shawn awake, and telling him to wake the others, all of which came into the lounge room minutes later, rubbing tiredly at their eyes.

"Now what sort of pain is it?" Connor asked,sitting next to me, and taking my pulse, as the others watched.

"It feels like I'm being stabbed here, " I told him holding my hand over my chest. Their brows furrowed.

"Does it hurt more when you're lying down or sitting? " Dave asked, coming over to me.

"Standing and lying down," I answered.

"How long has it been hurting?" Brian asked, feeling my forehead once again for the fever. "Her fever has spiked," he muttered, "Right I need to listen to your chest for a minute Poppet," Dave spoke standing and running to his room.

We sat quietly as we waited for Dave, me trying to get a hold of my emotions, as Connor sat beside me, rubbing calming circles on my back.

"I don't like this," I mumbled leaning into Shawn's side so that my face was in his neck, my voice muffled.

"You're doing great though Princess."

"But what if it's something bad?" I whispered, looking up at my brother.

"Aimee, I can't promise you anything right now, but I do know that you have four people here with you that are going to look after you. Right now, your only job is to let us do our jobs okay?" he smiled pulling me into him more tightly.

"You alright Princess?" Dave asked kneeling down beside the couch.

"No," I whispered the tears coming back as he went to place the stethoscope to my chest.

He sighed before dropping his arms and looking at me. "What are you scared of Sweetheart?" He didn't look angry, merely concerned so I told the truth.

"I don't like hospitals, or doctors," I admitted feeling stupid.

"Look Princess, I know you haven't had the best experiences with them in the past, but right now we really need to figure out what's going on. Try to remember that it's just me okay, just D, one of you're annoying big brothers. Don't think of it negatively, just think of it as we're trying to make you feel better," he suggested.

"Can you explain everything?" I asked, my voice breaking a bit.

"Of course,everything will be at your pace, okay?"

I nodded, showing him that I understood. " Is it okay, if I lift this up, so I can listen to your heart and lungs?" he asked tugging at my sweater lightly. I nodded again, holding Shawn's hand just a little bit more tightly.

"Just think, you're really quite lucky, it's not everyday that you get the Head of the Emergency Department doing a personal consult for you," Shawn said.

"That is true." I smiled despite everything.

"I know I'm the best," Dave laughed, as he stood up to listen to my lungs. "Deep breath in for me." I did as asked, waiting impatiently for it all to be over.

"There's definitely some crackling, especially on the left side of the lungs, and I'd like to double check, but it sounds to me like there's some inflammation around the heart," he spoke, allowing me to lean back.

"What, what does that mean? " I asked, my heart rate spiking again.

"If I'm right it means that the virus has effected the layers of your heart. Basically the tissue has gotten inflammed and is rubbing together. That's what is causing the pain."

"Is it dangerous?" I panicked feeling the blood drop from my face.

Connor looked at me before answering carefully. "It can be, but chances are that it's viral Pericarditis, so it should resolve within a few days with minimal intervention." he explained gently.

"Per, whaty-what?" I asked, feeling more confused than ever.

"Pericarditis, it's the medical name, " Brian explained, all of them them laughing at my sheer confusion.

"So what now?"

"Well as Dave said we need to check- get some x- rays to confirm, and while we're there we'll investigate everything else that's going on. It's almost certain you've got the flu, and that's what has caused it, so we need to get that sorted for everything else to get better," Shawn explained.

I groaned, letting my head drop into his lap, unfortunately this created the urge to cough, and with every cough that I let out, the burning, stabbing pain only intensified.

"We really need to get you to the hospital," Shawn urged seeing my discomfort, before bending down and picking me up, cradling me in his arms.

The other dashing upstairs to get into clothes other than pyjamas, and grab their badges. None of them seemed to care that they weren't in scrubs, and when I asked Shawn if it mattered he responded with "As long as we have our badges with us, it's okay. It's not mandatory to wear uniforms."

Once they were ready, they bundled me up in blankets, Shawn insisting that they protect me from the cold winter air, even for the short walk from the house to the car. I tried to be helpful, and support some of my weight as Shawn carried me to the vehicle, but I just didn't have any energy, and every time I moved, it hurt. Eventually I gave up, having tried to shuffle into my seat, twisting the wrong way and sending a shot of pain straight through my chest.

"Just let us do the work," Dave stopped me as I tried again,holding my arms, and bringing me to a holt, and so from that point on I was something of a jelly fish. Except for the shaking, I could barely stay still the whole drive, my legs trembling of their own accord, no matter how hard I tried to stop them.

"You'll be alright, " Connor commented, giving me a much needed hug as he helped me out of the car 20 minutes later.

By now I was feeling straight up petrified, and the worst part about it was, all four of the guys knew it. And there was absolutely nothing I could do.

"Come on," Shawn whispered, leading me slowly towards the hospital entrance.

Inside, they led me straight past the admissions desk, briefly filling one of the nurses in as we made our way into the room, Shawn helping me gently onto the single bed.

"Not anyone I don't know," I begged, holding onto Shawn, as the others moved around the room, collecting things and setting up equipment. I tried not to pay attention as I could already feel the anxious knots forming.

"You know we're not meant to be treating you Princess, at least not here, we're family," he responded, kissing my hand, while grabbing a gown from a draw and passing it to me, turning around so I could get changed,the others not paying attention.

"Actually Shawn," Dave spoke once I was dressed in the hideous cloth, "The pit is in overdrive, I had five new admissions just in the last half hour of my shift, and the other doctors are overloaded, I really don't think anyone will mind, and if they do they can take it up with me as the Head of the Department. She needs to be seen to, especially if our suspicions are right, " Dave interrupted, patting my arm gently.

"Aimee?" Brian called, getting my attention. "We'll take this really slowly hon, but we need to hook you up to a couple of things, okay?" I nodded, managing a smile as they went about starting to attach everything. A blood pressure and heart rate monitor, which I knew, a mask, which Shawn was quick to explain that I needed as I tried to remove it. "Leave it there baby, you could really do with the extra oxygen at the moment. You're heart is racing, and your blood pressure is also a little higher than it should be. Heart rate 120, BP 130/90," he called to the others as he watched the monitors that were now displaying my vitals.

"That's a little higher than it should be Aimee, just try to relax, I know it's scary, and I know that all the lights, and the noises won't be helping, but I promise you, you're in the best place right now, " Connor promised, coming over, and warming his stethoscope up in his hands before placing it against my chest.

The machines attached to me started beeping, as my heart rate picked up again, only making me feel more anxious and agitated.The guys seemed unfazed though, Brian quickly shutting them off with no trouble. " It's just an alert to tell us that you're vitals are higher than they should be," he explained when he noticed me watching his every move.

"Aimee?" Connor called, resting his hand under my chin, and turning my head gently so that my focus was on him again. "Ignore all that sweetheart,the guys will sort that out okay, all I need you to do is focus on Luke and I okay?" he smiled when I nodded, before helping me to sit up. "Breathe in for me Aimee, and out, and again," he spoke as I took shaky breathes, holding Shawn's hand in a death grip.

"There's definitely some wheezing there. I'd like to get a chest x-ray, and start you on fluids," he told me as he moved the stethoscope away, and allowed me to lay back again. "I'll order the x- ray now, you should be able to have it done in the next half an hour," he added as he went to the computer in the corner of the room, and pressed a few buttons. "Done, they'll page us when they're ready for you," he smiled.

"Right, is it okay if I have your left hand Princess?" Dave asked stepping up to the side of the bed. I only realised what he was dining when I saw the tray that he had placed down next to my side.

"No," I cried, panicked, realising that it was a needle, and other equipment, necessary for an I.V. "Can't you just give me something to make me better?" I asked desperately wanting to avoid an needles at all costs.

He sighed, taking in my stressed appearance." Three days ago an anti- viral may have worked, but somebody decided to be a difficult patient," Shawn looked at me pointedly as we all laughed."but now," he continued "not so much. Even with the anti-viral your body would have struggled. So now that the virus has taken hold your body really needs the extra help. Fluids included, " he explained, as Dave picked up the wipe from the metal bowl, wiping my hand down. I couldn't help the shudder that ran through my body, I had always hated the smell of hospital disinfect, and the sterilization wipes were no better.

"Sorry, he murdered as he finished, and chucked the wipe into the bin next to the bed. " Ready?" he asked, looking to me as he positioned my hand and opened the packet housing the needle.

" Do I really have to?" I asked, looking up at my brother, hoping he would help me out. Instead, he rubbed my back before agreeing with Dave.

"Sweetheart, you're in pain baby, this will help with it okay. It'll give you some relief,listen to me. Take a breath, listen to my voice. 'll sit up here and hold you. It'll be over in a second and then that's the worst over. Okay. Dave's a pro," he insisted, gesturing for me to move over so he could hop up onto the bed. He smiled encouraging allowing me to snuggle in.

"Don't cry Princess, " Dave murmured,wiping softly at my face with a tissue to dry the tears that were now falling. "On three, " he warned, causing me to bury my head in Shawn's neck. "One, two, three," I felt the pinch, of it breaking my skin, but it was nowhere near what I had been expecting, and I found myself looking up in surprise.

"Not so bad right," Shawn laughed.

"The expectations are always worse than the reality," Dave added, as he attached the tubing, and removed the tray from the bed. "You're all set little one, " he told me as he finished hookingme up to the fluids, and pain relief, before kissing my head.

For the next half an hour we sat in relative silence, all exhausted given that it was still so early. Finally Connor got the call to say that they were ready for me at radiology, Dave offered to take me so the others could get food, and Shawn could sort my admission papers. At first I wasn't too happy at the idea, but when Dave promised that he wouldn't leave my side I relaxed, and let him transfer me to a wheel chair, leading me down the maze of corridors.

"D," I asked as we came to a stop outside a lift.

"Yes? " he asked, bending down so that he could hear me more easily.

"Why do Cheetahs have spots?"

He didn't answer me for a minute, but then he started laughing, "Oh my goodness, I think the pain relief is starting to take effect."

" I feel fine now." I shrugged as the doors opened and he wheeled me in, still chuckling.

"I bet you do Princess, I bet you do."

The x- rays were quick and easy, only taking about ten minutes, after which Dave took me straight back up to the room.

"Someone's pain meds have taken affect!" he announced as he stopped just inside the door, and helped me to my bed.

Brian looked up from where he was sitting on the small chair in the corner doing paperwork and smiled. " I can see that, her eyes are huge, how much did you give her?" he laughed, standing up, and coming over to the side of the bed.

"What do you mean? " I asked as Brian pulled a light from his pocket.

"You're pupils, they're extremely dilated. "

"What are you doing?" Shawn asked as he and Connor walked in.

"She's high on pain meds," Dave explained with a chuckle. "We may as well do the exam now, while you're not in too much discomfort."

"Okay," Weirdly I didn't feel as nervous as I did before.

"Wow, those meds got you good baby, this is the most relaxed you've been in a medical setting, ever!" Shawn laughed taking my hand as he stopped next to me. " I didn't know pain meds effected you like this."

"Alright " Dave tapped my leg bringing my attention back. "I just want to check your heart and lungs first little lady, can you lean forward?" I nodded allowing him to do what he had to do.

"There is some slight wheezing, but other than that and the inflammation everything sounds perfect. " he smiled. "Your heart rate has come down too," he noted looking to the monitor. "That's good! So what else besides your fever, and the chest pain are you feeling?"

"What?"

"What other symptoms do you have? " Connor clarified, standing next to Dave.

"Cough, runny nose, sore throat, chills, head aches, fatigue." I listed, laughing slightly when the guys mouths dropped a bit in shock.

"Why didn't you just let us help you?" Shawn asked, clearly exasperated.

I shrugged, "I don't know, I guess, I'd rather just deal with it on my own. Or that's what I did think until it started hurting," I whined, "It feels like someone's stabbing me!"

"Let me have a look at your ears, nose and throat okay Princess," Dave spoke, ignoring the last bit of what I said. I was glad though because I just wanted to feel better. And the sooner he figured out what was wrong, the sooner he could make that happen.

"Well it's official Princess, you've got yourself a nasty case of the flu," he announced with what I thought was a rather unnecessary smile as he finished looking at my throat. "It's one of the worst ones I've seen in a while, I don't know how you're breathing through your nose, at all, or eating for that matter. Your throat is red."

"Yeah well, I'm not feeling that great right now, trust me," I grumbled. "I just wish my chest would stop hurting. "It stopped, and then it started again. "

"Radiology just sent through your scans, it's definitely pericarditis," Brian replied from the corner, causing me to groan.

"This sucks!" I whined, flopping back against the bed, "and it hurts."

"I know baby," Shawn spoke, clearly sympathetic.

"I'll put some more pain meds in your I.V okay, it should help, mbut really all we can do is relieve the pain, and keep you on bed rest until the virus runs it's course," he spoke gently as he readjusted the blankets for me, and put some more stuff in my I.V. "That should take too long to work. "

"Hop back in with me, I'm cold," I whined, pulling his arm so that he moved closer to the bed. I felt like all I was doing was whining, but I just felt crappy.

"That'll be the fever, " Brian nodded. "You've had stuff for it though, so we just need to let it do it's thing. Provided it doesn't get too high, it actually helps your body get rid of the virus. "

"The beds barely big enough for one," Shawn laughed, still focused on me.

"I don't care," I whined continuing to pull at his arm.

"Fine," he sighed, hoping in next to me, and allowing me to curl up once more.

"So what have you learned from this whole thing?" Shawn asked smirking from beside me as I struggled to keep my eyes open half an hour later.

I glared at him, causing all of them to laugh, "Go on, what have you learned?" he asked tickling my side.

" I don't know if I can say it, it hurts too much," I laughed, going along with the joke. He pouted.

"Hey no fair!" I argued, he knew that I couldn't resist it when he pouted, it had been that way since we were kids. "Fine, I should have listened to you, cause you know best," I grumbled, holding my chest as if I was wounded.

"Was that really so hard?" Connor laughed watching from where he was packing up excess wiring, placing them back into their relevant draws.

"Yes, it was incredibly painful," I sassed back.

"Truth hurts princess!" Shawn laughed, pulling me into a hug.

"That it does," I agreed, resting my head on his shoulder again and closing my eyes. Never again would I be so stubborn. But there was no need for them to know that, not yet anyway.

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the-second-tonks · 3 years

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First of all congrats on a hundred! You deserve that and more, I loved the Narnia game so much, I was smiling through the whole thing.

Actually it also inspired me to write a little fic on it , if you don't mind of course, I wanted to use what you gave me as like the base of it all. Anyway

I would now like to ask for the harry potter game

You have already shipped me with Ginny weasly and BFF with Ron and Luna

Now to give you the whole intro again, 😂😂

I'm a straight male with short curly red hair, I have light brown eyes almost golden I am full of freckles. I am 6' tall, a gryffindor/ravenclaw.

I have an almost Deadpool like humor, im very protective over my friends and the last person to back down from a fight, if it ever gets to kne usually it doesn't. I always (involuntarily) have a RBF everytime I enter a room so people that don't know me tend to think I'm mean or extremely serious.

I actually am a little serious and I suck at opening up to people j prefer to let my feeling drown inside of me. Only people that really know me would be able to get me to open up.

I'm a very passionate stubborn person, who loves to argue with people just for the thrill of it.

I would think I'd get along best and hang around more woth the main trio.

I'd prefer to be muggle born but if you think another fits best don be afraid to choose another, the rest of the questions im going to leave you to choose what would be best

Thank you in advance

And once again, congrats on a hundred🥳🥳

P.S - I see you are answering of the recent game post you made so don't worry, you can answer this whenever you have the time

Hii , thank you !!!! I'm glad you loved the Narnia game . Yes ofcourse you can write a fic using that as a base ! Haha thank you for sending the whole intro again or else I would have to search for it lol !

About the p.s , thank you :) !

Okay , coming to your game ..

About you

Your name : Y/N Y/L/N

Blood Status : Muggle born(actually a half-blood , but you prefer to be called Muggle-born)

Year : Same as Harry's

Family members : Mother , Father (deceased) , Sister (non-magical)

Your wand : 13" inches , vine , Dragon heartstring , stiff

Your Quidditch position : Beater/Chaser

Your work : Pretty sure you'd be an Auror !

Your immediate friends : Harry , Hermione , Ron and Lavender

Your bestfriend : Ron , Harry and Lavender

A small word from Mr.Ollivander

Y/N , people achieve great things , but not only passion is required , trust is required to be implanted too .

Your sorting

The sorting hat : Hmm... Quite passionate , but private . Argumentative and stubborn . Brave and headstrong . As much as I want to sort you into Slytherin , you lack the large amount of ambition and cunningness . I sort you into...

GRYFFINDOR !!!

Your patronus

Wolf 🐺

Those who wield a wolf patronus will protect friends and family with a feirce passion. While first impressions can lead one to believe the wolf patronus belongs to a strong silent type, they also have a playful side underneath. However, this is only displayed towards trusted individuals.

Your girlfriend

Susan Bones (ex)

Reason to get together : She was your Yule ball date

Time span : Medium

Reason for break-up : The relationship was too casual and you both wanted something serious (6th year)

Ginny Weasely (Wife)

Reason to get together : She kissed you out of nowhere

Time span : Stable , loving and long lived .

Marriage : After the war .

The Professor who'd adore you

Professor Remus Lupin and Professor McGonagall

Because you're really the one who's serious and your debating nature ( McGonagall's loves you for this )

Also , you're not the one to back down from a fight and are protective of your friends , definitely a quality Remus loves .

Your Yule Ball look

I feel this would suit you pretty well

Your date : Susan Bones , because she shyly asked you out . Harry and Ron pushed you to accept it (you were thinking about going alone with Harry and Ron .)

Your past

You had a simple past with your mother, father and sister . You all were good and happy until your father died in a car accident , or that's what you all thought . You were half blood , because your father was a wizard , he kept it hidden . He was killed by a bunch of death eaters . He was very close to the Potter's and knew where they were hiding with Harry . The death eaters asked him , tortured him to tell the location until he killed himself so as not to spill out the location . He was found near a car and so you all thought it was an accident .

Your strengths and weaknesses

Considering your description , I'm pretty sure your

Strengths are : Flying , Charms and DADA

Weaknesses are : Potions (mostly because it's Snape) and Herbology

Other subjects are medium

Your strongest spell type: defensive

Your weak spot : Unforgivable Curses

Your popularity

A lot after you joined Hogwarts . Many girls had a crush on you especially because you stood up to Malfoy and they found you attractive . Ginny wasn't the one , because she was too busy with Harry . You might think that you were popular because you were a part of the golden trio , no . Read ahead ..

What the Golden Trio thinks about you

Harry : You're the one who supports him . He can always have your shoulder to cry on , your backup to save him and your brains to debate . He would die to save you . He really is glad to have you as his bestfriend .

Hermione : She doesn't like you that much . She respects you and your knowledge but she doesn't like how you become stubborn (and also how you're correct sometimes) . But , she admires you for your bravery , protectiveness over her and your loyalty .

Ronald : He wasn't close with you as much you and Harry were , until you and Ginny became a thing . You began spending time with him , so you boys were also a trio . He really liked you and your caring nature behind the serious demeanor.

Marauders' thoughts on you

James Potter (if he were alive) : He'd really like you , but you won't be that close . He'll be proud of your bravery and would often insist harry to stay connected with a friend like you .

Sirius Black : He really likes the inner side of you rather than the outer one . He likes how you're so loyal and protective of your friends .

Remus Lupin : He likes you a lot . He'll often spend time with you . He really sees himself in you sometimes .

Could you master all of the deathly hallows ?

You werent able to master the elder wand. You actually don't crave the power .

A short paragraph on you going to your first year at Hogwarts

"Y/N , are you done with it ?" Your mother spoke from behind , silencing you . You had been arguing with a Sir who denied of telling you the way to platform 9¾ , instead he completely discarded the talk of having a station as such . You turned around to tell your mother that you won't give up , until a boy in baggy clothes , black hair and a trolley similar to your packing came into view . He seemed similar . After having a short talk about how he was too , a wizard and was searching for 9¾ , you all heard Mrs.Weasely . Befriending Ron and sending a smile at his younger sister , you all set out into the wall one by one . You mother bid you bye with teary eyes and a hug . Surpassing the wall , you smiled at the name 'Hogwarts Express'

Your life at Hogwarts

Year 1 : You became friends with Harry and Ron . Usually , you had battles with Hermione . You all grew very close after the philosopher's stone incident .

Year 2 : You saw Ginny's sorting with Hermione , but Harry and Ron were late . You all stood together and you doubted Ginny's health and stuff , trying to warn Ronald. Ginny began liking you when your saved her , but she didn't realise it , credits to her crush on your bff Harry .

Year 3 : You all stood with Harry while he faced how his father was betrayed . You stayed with him throughout the third year , learning the patronus charm with him (so that you could be a good support to him)

Year 4 : Your name didn't come out of the goblet but sources speak that u was put there . You help Harry while finding the one who did this . You do find him , alastor moody (who's not really him) and inform it to professors.

Year 5 : You gave them the idea of an army and you all held the meeting . There were people who disagreed , but you shut them , changed their mind and then , they were an active part of the army . You all got caught and you and Hermione got out with Harry .

Year 6 : Dumbledore tells you that you're supposed to protect Harry because you're one of the strongest wizards that the world has . You go on with them on the adventures of the deathly hallows and see Dumbledore dying . But you took it to the heart about him telling you to protect your friends and you did .

Year 7 : the final year . You played a huge role . Three horcruxes were destroyed by you and it was your theory (you warned them) that Harry could also be a horcrux .

Your adventures

You were the one to last with Harry . In the philosopher's stone , you went in with him leaving Ron and Hermione . The chamber of secrets too , you went in and while Harry battled the basilisk with you , you kept paying attention to Ginny. Eventually , you killed the basilisk and saved Ginny with Harry's idea , who couldn't move due to the basilisk teeth on his hand . Just like this , you kept going at Hogwarts , experiencing the adventures and learning lessons . You fell for Ginny(you had an attraction towards her already) after she kissed you when you were going with Harry and Dumbledore . In short , you were always the one who were with Harry in the end , he valued you a lot and told you everything . More over a relationship like James and Sirius had . You and Ginny got together officially after the war and got married , lived happily ever after

That's it ! I'll take your leave

I hope you like it !

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pinkpeonyprincessblog · 3 years

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Matters of the Heart

"Why?" I groaned rolling over throwing a pillow across the room at my alarm clock. It was 5:30 in the morning and I was not in the mood to get up. Not only was it Friday,which meant it was the end of the week and I was exhausted, but I had a massive English final and to top it all off I was feeling pretty crappy. As I sat up, rubbing at my tired eyes I couldn't help but notice the aching of my limbs,my scratchy throat and my stuffed up nose.

I knew I needed to get up though,so I reluctantly left the warmth of my bed and trudged down stairs, finding that I was the first one awake.

"You look like you're about to fall over Aimee," Shawn appeared suddenly, laughing when I jumped slightly in fright, coming over to where I was leaning against the counter.

I looked up and smiled half-heartedlly.

"I feel like it!" I groaned.

"Hug?" he asked opening his arms for me to step into. Ever since I could remember we had always shared a hug first thing in the morning.

It was a ritual, and just because I was now seventeen and a senior in high school didn't mean that I didn't love it.

"Can't," I sighed, " I've got a massive test first period for English," I told him before swotting his hand away.

"Well at least make sure you take some Tylenol, and have plenty of water," He told me, as I grabbed my coffee, ready to leave the house.

" Brian and Dave, just left, and Connor's on call," Shawn told me as I grabbed my house keys. "I'll be home tonight. Bri and D will be home by lunch, so call one of them if you need to come home early. " He kissed my head before opening the door for me, and telling me to 'have a good day'.