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normal-thoughts-official · 3 years

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With a little help from your friends (the help is praise kink and the friend is your boyfriend)

Who would have thought that fucking your boyfriend senseless cures dysphoria.

Alternatively: being a dom is actually something that can be so gender,

Fandom: It Lives (Visual Novels)

Pairing: Andy Kang/Tom Sato

Additional tags: let's see, mild mentions of transphobic and racist comments, Comfort Sex, the filthiest comfort sex uve ever seen but WHATEVER, dom andy kang, sub tom sato, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dom/sub Play, Collars, Praise Kink, basically someone says transphobic shit and then tom rides him and talks about how wonderful andy is, except tom has also been in denial for a few days and he's super horny, and andy gets in domspace and everything is great and nothing hurts, Fluff and Smut, Humor, cuz u know these two are incapable of taking anything too seriously, Established Relationship, oh they're both in college and they go to the same college cuz i said so, set after the events of it lives beneath, that's it I think, trans author if that matters to you

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Andy isn't having a great day. It's not a terrible, clawing-at-his-chest-trying-to-deal-with-dysphoria kind of day, but he's been trying out this "not comparing everything to the worst possible scenario" thing his therapist has been talking about, so still, not a great day.

The thing is, he thought college would be easier. And it is, in a lot of ways. For starters, there is no evil monster spectre trying to kill him, which gives college at least 5 points over high school. And his uni has a pretty solid queer club, so he knows other trans people there. Some of them are even non-white. Some of them he even actually, truly likes. And most of the time, he feels like he has a place to turn to, and people to support him. He's not alone. He has people who get him. And that makes all the difference.

But basketball is still a nightmare, and his knee still hurts when it's cold, and winter is officially starting now.

People still hesitate to pass the ball to him, and it's frustrating, because Andy fought so hard to earn his old team's trust and now he's back at square zero. And well, Andy has been gaining this team's trust, because he's good, goddamn it, and his team owes at least the last three victories to him. He's not hesitant to say that, especially because otherwise no one will. And he can see that they look at him differently now - nod at him in the hallways, at least, talk to him in the locker room, pass him the fucking ball if his position is very, very open.

But if he weren't trans and Asian, he wouldn't have had to work so hard to get all of that - or well, just that, really. He has a full sports scholarship despite the fact that he had a broken leg, had to retake his last year of high school, and doesn't even have the body type for basketball. If he weren't Asian, if he weren't trans, his team would have assumed his greatness from day one. Instead, he has to show it to them time and time again only to get them to reluctantly admit maybe he's not bad. No one calls him "triple threat" anymore, but he still has to work three times harder than anyone else, and it's frustrating.

And usually Andy can deal with it, but right now his knee hurts, and he can't afford that because he'll lose everything he's worked for if his teammates know that his fucking knee hurts. So, he braved training and then he got the fuck out of there without even changing so no one would see him wince. Which means he's still in basketball shorts, which are short, in the cold, which means his leg hurts more.

At times like these, he's thankful he never got the chance to go through with his promise to break his other leg kicking Noah's ass. Because he would have, and then both his legs would be hurting right now, and two legs that hurt every time it's cold is just too many legs.

No comparing to the worst possible scenario, he tells himself. Therapy is so hard. If he had known there would be homework, he would have thought twice about going.

And that's, apparently, the cue for his phone to go off. Andy smiles, knowing who it is even before he opens the message, because only one person messages him during class, and it's the only person he wants to hear from right now.

Tom <3 sent you a message

Grinning like a fool, he opens it.

Tom <3: dude, im horny af rn. the fuck

Finally, good news, Andy thinks, smiling. Then he remembers why Tom is so horny, and suddenly this day is great, actually.

He quickly types a reply.

You: who wouldve thought that 3 days of denial would make this happen

Tom <3: ill have u kno i was very good at holding it together before today

You: yeah, dw. soon u wont have to hold it anymore ;)

Tom <3: that flirt was terrible, dude

You: said the guy whos calling me dude for the second time in this conversation

Tom <3: what else should i call u? 😩

Andy thinks for a second. Tom and him do longer-term denial every once in a while, but they aren't in a 24/7 relationship. Does Andy really want to go there right now? Yes. Well, that was fast. Okay then.

You: how about "sir"

Tom's reply comes fast as lightning.

Tom <3: Yes, Sir.

Andy smirks at himself.

You: uve been hoping that id say that, havent u?

Tom types for just a little longer this time.

Tom <3: Yes, Sir.

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Many things are wrong with the world, and Andy doesn't mean to make light of the other things, but the fact that Andy can't simply go and fuck his boyfriend whenever he wants is definitely one of them. It should be, like, financial compensation or something. We're so sorry the school environment is transphobic, here, have a free sex pass. Sounds fair to him. But instead, he still has two hours of classes to go through, and Andy is a better guy than he wishes he was, so he tells Tom to pay attention to class instead of sexting him, because he doesn't want Tom to struggle even more with his course when he had already had to leave it once. God damn true love or whatever.

The point is, by the time classes are finally over, his day is back to not being that great; he's tired, and his leg hurts. He gets to their car after Tom does, and Tom takes one look at him, and says, "I'm driving".

Andy crosses his arms. "Why?"

"Because your leg hurts," Tom answers, rolling his eyes and taking Andy's bag from him and putting it in the trunk.

Andy looks down at his legs. He wasn't limping. There aren't any bruises. How the hell-

"It's cold and you're in shorts. I'm not an idiot, dude."

Right. Yeah. Right. Of course. Tom knows. It's… It's alright.

"Bad day at training?" Tom asks, slowly, sympathetically, and Andy feels himself settle in his skin a little bit.

"The usual," he answers, getting inside, and, as always, Tom gets the hint.

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Their uni's dorms are gender-segregated because these guys have still not gotten the memo that people of the same gender fuck; and Andy wasn't willing to deal with cis college guys' bullshit, much less cis college girls' bullshit; and the uni wouldn't let him simply pick Tom as his roommate. So, they rented out a beat up apartment right next to it instead. It took a little longer to get there, but it wasn't a lot longer, and well, it was worth it.

Tom gets inside, still carrying Andy's bag because he's transphobic and unfair and had taken it and bolted up running so Andy wouldn't have a chance to argue with him. And Andy can't run after him with his leg hurting, which kind of proves Tom's point that he should carry Andy's bag. All in all, Tom is the worst, and he turns up the heat as soon as he gets inside and sits Andy down on the bed, kneeling in front of him to take a look at Andy's knee.

He's silent for a while, massaging his knee until Andy sighs and throws his head back, before Tom plants a little kiss on his knee and looks up at him. Andy's knee always stops hurting when Tom kisses it better. It's a little embarrassing, if Andy is being honest, but still- nice. Really nice.

They stay for a little longer like this, Tom humming and massaging his knee and Andy not meeting his eyes, until the question inevitably comes.

"What happened?" Tom asks, not letting up with the smooth movements of his hands, his eyes big and sincere with worry.

"Nothing. Just the cold. You know how my knee gets."

"I meant, for you to leave practice without putting some warmer clothes on."

Andy looks away. "It was nothing."

"Dude, are you expecting me to go, 'okay, yeah, that totally makes sense and I believe you', or…?"

Andy laughs, despite himself, and throws his good leg up in an almost-kick to pretend he's retaliating. "Don't be an ass."

"I'm not. Come on, Andy. You know you can tell me."

"It's nothing, it's just- Kyle-"

"Oh boy."

Andy laughs. "Yeah." But then he grows serious, "the thing is, he doesn't mean any harm, you know? I know he's not saying it to hurt me, and so that just means that, like... that it's true."

Tom's hands stop their movements, rubbing soothing circles around his knee instead. "What did he say?"

Andy doesn't look at him. "He asked me why I didn't stay on the women's team. Said that I could have an advantage, cuz Asian people are androgynous anyway, so no one would notice that I was taking hormones."

Tom just stares at him in shock for a moment.

"And I was like, 'dude, I've been on T for three years, I'm pretty sure they would notice the changes'. And he was like, 'yeah, but you still look like a lot of Asian girls with short hair, you could write it off if you wanted', and I just…" He trails off.

Tom waits in silence for a second, seeing if Andy finds his words, before asking, "Is Kyle, like, okay?"

Andy scoffs. "I didn't try and fight him, if that's what you're asking."

"No, I mean, does this dude have a screw loose or something?"

"He's very bad at figuring out what is or isn't offensive, yeah, but it's not like he really cares, he just won't go out of his way to antagonize me."

"No, I just- Andy, even when you were a little kid with huge pigtails, anyone would have to be crazy to see you as a girl."

Andy bites the inside of his lip. "You're just saying that."

"I'm not. It's just wrong, man. It was so obvious that it was wrong. Anyone could tell. There's nothing about you that says 'girl' to anyone who's looking."

Andy sighs, finally risking looking at Tom's eyes. There's overwhelming sincerity there, and Andy instinctively looks away. "I guess. Maybe. I don't know. It just got me thinking... Maybe T didn't change anything. Maybe I look exactly the same, maybe it was just hopeful thinking that had me thinking it would change anything, maybe it's just- pointless to even try-"

"No, no, come on," Tom says, and the interruption is so sudden it makes Andy look at him again, just in time to see Tom shaking his head vigorously. "There's no way you believe that. What about this bad boy over here?" He smiles, reaching out softly to caress Andy's neck. "You have more of an Adam's Apple than me, dude. And we both know you don't need T to be a guy, but thinking it made no difference is just crazy and you know it. What about those dry pecs? These broad shoulders of yours? Your voice, I mean, come on. You even smell different, man. How can it be pointless, if even your scent is different?"

Andy looks to the side again, but he can feel himself smile. "Well, when you put it like that..."

Tom gets up, but stays close, putting his hand on Andy's cheek, slowly, as if testing the waters, before turning him slightly to look at him. "Andy. Kyle is an idiot and a transphobic racist who's too damn lazy to realize how fucked up he is. And you shouldn't have to deal with that, and I'm sorry, and I will set him on fire."

Andy laughs. "You can't keep threatening to set every shitty teammate I have on fire."

"I can, because it keeps making you laugh," Tom says, smiling. Well. Andy can't argue with that. "My point is, you wouldn't listen to a word this dude says if it were about anyone else, so don't listen to him when he talks about you, okay? T or no T, you're no girl, and you don't look like a girl, and regardless of whether or not Kyle's dumb ass noticed it, your transition has been doing you good. Remember when your voice started to crack and get all weird? I've never seen anyone be that happy about it."

Andy laughs. "It was pretty awful."

"No, it was great, 'cause you loved it. Do you want me to pull out the 'before' pictures we took in case this happened? Look at yourself, dude. You fit so much better in your own skin, you know? And like, you've always been gorgeous, but-"

"Come here," Andy interrupts, pulling him down because Tom is standing and Andy is sitting and Andy is already height-challenged. And Tom goes willingly, carefully straddling Andy's lap and meeting him in a kiss. Finally, Andy thinks.

Tom kisses him softly, slowly, one hand resting on the back of Andy's head and the other draped lazily over his shoulder, as he usually does, all gentle and a little hesitant, and Andy is having none of that. So he grabs Tom's hair and deepens the kiss, bringing him closer until their chests are flushed together and he can feel Tom's hips mindlessly making little circles against Andy's belly.

They separate - or well, stop kissing, really, because Tom is still as close to Andy as physically possible, and Andy feels about ready to shoot anyone who tries to push him further away. Tom's a little breathless, and his hips are still making these almost imperceptible movements against Andy, and Andy realizes that he's still grabbing Tom's hair and that he's a little breathless, too.

Tom looks down at him for a second, as if debating something with himself, before saying, "and like, not to be horny during a serious moment, but since we're talking about the effects of T... Andy. Andy. Your clit. Fuck. It's so huge now, and it's got a visible head and you can fuck my face and everything, and I could sing it praises for a week and probably will if you don't stop me right now."

"Hmm, but I like it when you sing me praises," he smiles. "Keep going."

"God, I was hoping you'd say that. Do you have any idea how much I've been thinking about it today? I didn't hear a single word anyone said to me, all I could think about was you fucking my face, pulling my hair, making me worship you and beg to be allowed to suck you off, I wanna serve you like you're my God." Tom's hips start to jerk up, more visibly this time, shameless, and see, this is why Andy's been really, really liking this whole denial thing - Tom has only started to explore his subby side recently, a little ashamed of it to admit it to anyone, even himself. But when he's horny enough, he gets shameless and desperate about what he wants, and god, nothing is more beautiful than Tom when he asks for what he wants. He feels something growing inside of him, not sure if it's warmth or heat, but seeing Tom like that, wanting him, needing him, definitely makes him feel so much better.

"Yeah?" Andy asks, tracing a finger over Tom's shoulder, close to his neck, just to give him goosebumps.

"Fuck yes, I want it so bad, and you deserve it too, Andy… Sir. You're the best Sir I could ask for, I just want… Want you to use me, want you to cum on me, want to kiss you all over and worship you and pleasure you, you're so gorgeous..." He hides his face in Andy's shoulder for a bit, but his hips don't stop moving. He whines, "Andy..."

"Address me properly," Andy snaps, feeling the edges of worry clear from his mind and giving way to that wonderful feeling of clear-mindedness, of power, where nothing matters but his own pleasure. "And maybe I'll give you what you want, if you earn it."

Tom nods, hips full on thrusting now, and Andy snaps again. "Stay still."

And he does, immediately, without question, biting his lip and keeping his eyes shut with effort. Andy can feel his thighs clenching and spasming over his, trying to keep himself from moving, trying to be good. He hums in appreciation, but doesn't praise him for it, not yet.

"I'll get you ready," Andy explains, before reaching to Tom's hair, and starts to undo his bun, as slow as possible, just to watch him squirm. He gets so impatient when Andy undresses him, which is why Andy never misses a chance to drag it out.

He begins by removing Tom's jacket, sliding his hands slowly over his shoulders, then down his back, feeling the firm muscle there, digging his nails just a little bit so he can see Tom's eyes flutter in bliss. When the jacket falls to the floor, Andy begins circling the hem of his shirt, sliding until his hands are back on front, fingers just close enough to Tom's cock for him to feel Tom tense in his hands, so damn sensitive to his touch, so needy. God, he can't get enough of this, but he pretends that he doesn't notice, lets Tom try and keep himself together as Andy's hands slide over his belly, then chest, over the shirt, collarbone, wrapping and resting on Tom's throat just so he feels the threat of it, before Andy finally grabs the back of the shirt's collar and tugs, taking it off. Then he slides his hands back down, making sure to run a finger just over the sensitive spot where his pecs end, then lower, over his ribcage, belly, hips, next to the bruises where Andy had grabbed him the night before, then back to the middle, just over the bulge in his pants, and Tom finally breaks and jerks up slightly, letting out a little moan.

"Sir," he whines, "please, please, I-" Andy continues to circle the head of his cock with his finger, "please!"

"Patience," is all he says, before going back to his painfully light movements, imagining Tom's needy cock twitching under his fingers, imagining the effort Tom makes not to thrust up or keep begging for more, just because Andy told him not to. "You know how much I like playing with your pretty little cock. You said you wanted to serve me, didn't you?"

"Yes- yes, Sir."

He hums, noncommittally, not looking at him. "Good." He teases the tip of his clothed cock some more, enjoying the way his mind zeroes on that, the way he feels like he has all the power and the time in the world. Finally, he pats Tom's thigh once. "Get off, and take off the rest of your clothes. Get the lube and a condom."

Tom gets up, a little shaky, and does as instructed, while Andy reaches down to the drawer under the bed where he keeps his dick's spine and a few of their toys. He gets the spine, then adjusts his packer briefs so he can put it on - best purchase of his life, really, those briefs. So much easier to use than a regular strap-on and it makes the packer sit over his clit just right, making a little suction and pressure. Andy couldn't be happier that he was already wearing them.

Tom gets back with everything he asked right in time for Andy to finish making his dick hard, and goes on to put the condom on and cover Andy's cock in lube with the kind of attention that makes Andy hold his breath. Tom's so careful, yet eager, and adoring, about it. Andy feels like the hottest guy in the world.

Once he gets permission, Tom sits on his cock, slowly, getting adjusted to it - admittedly, Andy went a little overboard when he bought his first cock. Andy waits until Tom is fully seated, littering his neck with little kisses and praise for how well he's taking him, how pretty he looks, until Tom looks fully comfortable and ready to start complaining if Andy doesn't start fucking him in earnest soon. That's when Andy shows him the other item he pulled from the drawer - Tom's favorite collar.

Tom's reaction is instantaneous. He throws his head back, moving over Andy's cock as he lets out a breathless, almost choked moan; the hands he had resting on Andy's shoulders suddenly squeezing full force in his need.

"God, you're such a whore," Andy says, casually, and Tom nods, even as he flushes. The collar is just a simple black one, with a little hoop for the leash, but inside they had it engraved with the words Andy's whore, and it left visible marks that could be seen for a few hours after they took it off. It never failed to drive Tom crazy, so it always drove Andy crazy, too. "Stay still," he warns, and Tom nods, breathing heavily, gripping Andy's shoulder as tight as he can as he stays frozen in place. Andy slowly puts it around his neck, checking with his finger to make sure it's not too tight, and the second he clasps it in place, Tom's whole body relaxes, a content little sigh escaping his lips, his face slack and blissed out. He likes being owned, so much. Andy can't get enough of it. "Good?" he asks, just to make sure it's not too tight.

"Perfect," Tom answers, the words leaving him in a sigh. Andy then ties the leash to the headboard, making sure that they're just far enough from it that he'll be feeling its pull the whole time. Tom lets out a moan. "Thank you, Sir."

Andy smirks. "Now, here's what I want you to do," he says, "you're going to ride me, just like that, and you're not going to come until I tell you to. You're definitely not going to come before I do. If you come close, you'll have to tell me. I want to hear you scream, so make as much noise as you want. Do you understand?"

Tom nods again, almost dizzyingly quick. "Yes, Sir."

"Good, then get to it."

Tom doesn't need to be told twice. He starts riding him, slowly at first, trying to find the perfect angle for Andy - not himself, Andy notices, pleased. Once it's perfect, Andy orders, "faster, slut,” and Tom obeys, as always, working up speed as he tries to keep himself upright, feeling the tug of his leash with every movement, moaning the whole time. “Good boy,” Andy says, and Tom’s responding whine is high pitched, embarrassing, needy. He gets even faster then, starting to babble as he keeps on working, and Andy just stays casually in place, not having to do a single thing while Tom works to give him pleasure.

"Fuck, you're so perfect, did you know that?" Tom asks, quickly sliding down on Andy's cock, making sure he puts all this weight in the end so Andy's cock will press down against his clit just the way he likes, making sure to go as deep as possible, "I've been dreaming of your cock for days, god, Sir, nothing's better than this," he hides his face in Andy's shoulder, speeding up even more, thighs shaking with the effort, and Andy puts a fist in his hair and pulls, watching as Tom throws his head back and lets out a scream, working even faster on Andy's cock. "Sir!," he whines, "oh, thank you, thank you, feels so good, oh my god, please, I'm gonna-"

"No, you won't," Andy interrupts, "I'm not even close to coming yet. Keep working, slut."

"Y-yes, Sir," he whines, going faster, deeper, and Andy makes it harder for him, keeps pulling at his hair to expose his neck, litters kisses and bites on his exposed throat, grabs his thigh and squeezes hard enough to bruise so Tom remembers he's his, his whore, his toy.

"I love it when you get like this," Andy says, doing his best to keep his tone even, even as he's a little breathless from pleasure, from power, "I bet you want to come so bad, don't you? If I'd just give you the word, you'd be making a mess of yourself, coming on my cock right now-"

"Fuck! Yes, yes, Sir, please, I'm so close."

Andy smiles. "No."

Tom whines, so cute, adorable, and Andy is nice enough to leave a little kiss on his shoulder, grounding, calming him down. Before going right back to torturing him, "no, you don't get to come for a long time yet. I want you just like this, on edge, tasting it…" Andy grins. "Tell me how close you are, baby."

"I'm- I'm so close-"

Andy slaps him in the face. "You can do better than that."

"Fuck, I feel like I'm going to explode, I'm so close, I want it so bad, and you feel so good, God, you have no idea what you do to me, Sir, your cock is so perfect, it hurts, I need it- need to cum on your cock, Sir, please-"

"No."

Tom chokes on a moan, and starts to go even faster. He lets out a little whine, something Andy thinks was supposed to be a word, but doesn't come close.

"See," Andy says, "this is why I won't let you come. Look at you - every time I tell you no, you get so desperate, so obedient - it's what you want, isn't it? You want me to keep telling you no, you want to know your pleasure doesn't matter, that you're just here to serve me."

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes-"

"Good, then keep going. And beg all you want- I like telling you no, too."

Tom does. He begs, and he says thank you when Andy denies him, again and again and again. Thank you, Sir, thank you for using me, for putting me in my place, I'm yours, I'm yours. And he keeps on praising Andy, praising his cock, his body, the way he fucks him and uses him, no one else makes me feel like this, no one deserves to be worshipped and served like you, Sir, I want to make you feel good-... Until even the clear-minded state of domspace begins to crumble and Andy feels nothing but pleasure, and confidence, and power, and he cums to the sound of Tom praising him and begging, once, twice, three times, until his head is clear again and everything, even the need to chase his own pleasure, is gone, and he just feels perfect.

"Stop," he orders Tom, who's still babbling more and more incoherently, endless praise and worship, and Andy finds that he worships Tom right back. "I want you to get my cock as deep inside you as you can, and stay still. I'm going to play with your dick for a while, and when I tell you to, you can come. You did well today, baby."

Tom nods, suddenly struggling to use his words. "T-thank you, Sir," he says, already frozen in place, thighs clenching with the effort not to move and also shaking with all the effort he did before.

Andy coos. "Poor baby. You were so good to me today. Let me take care of you."

"You always- always do, Sir," Tom replies, and Andy smiles.

He gives Tom a long, slow handjob, making sure Tom stays still through it, enjoying the way his thighs shake on top of Andy's, the pressure of Tom sitting tight on his cock, the way his arms also shake with effort where they rest around Andy's neck; Tom's pretty, exposed throat all marked up around his collar, his breathless little whines as Andy makes sure to do it just the way he likes it, makes his cock turn red with need; watches Tom bite his lip, because when he has to keep still he becomes so quiet and needy, even as the little whines go through his lips… Until Andy finally says, "come for me, baby," and Tom screams through an orgasm that lasts almost a minute, hanging on to Andy as tightly as he can to keep himself anchored through the pleasure.

And then Andy holds him, and Tom holds him back, and they hold each other.

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A while later, they've cleaned up Tom's cum so it doesn't get all sticky on Andy's chest, and Andy's finally taken off those damn briefs - they're great for sex, but get pretty tight when you wear them for a long time - and Andy holds Tom against his chest. He's humming, contently, and if anyone had told him at the beginning of the day that he'd be comfortable enough to have someone close to him while he's fully naked, he'd - well, probably assume they meant Tom, but still be skeptical.

"How do you feel?" Tom asks after a little while, finally opening up his eyes and saying hello to the world.

"That's supposed to be my line," Andy laughs.

"I feel great. Perfect. Next time, I wanna do it for longer. A week? Let's try a week. Or two weeks…?"

Andy laughs. "Let's not make too big of a leap yet."

"Fine. A week sounds good. Great. And now that we've established that denial is totally bomb for me, how are you feeling?"

"Honestly? I'm feeling great, too," Andy admits, playing with a little stray of Tom's hair, swirling it around his finger, "I think I needed that, a little bit. Who'd have thought that having you ride me and praise my cock cures dysphoria."

"Every trans top on every forum I've ever visited."

"Let me have my moment of realization," Andy mumbles, faux-annoyed. Tom just laughs, holding him closer.

"I'm just glad I could help," he says.

"Please tell me you didn't ride my cock just to help."

"Well, no, in case you hadn't noticed, I was horny as fuck. I just tried to, you know. Use that to give you a little push. Since you wanted to. Y'know. Also, it was all true. So..."

"Thanks, love," Andy says, earnestly. "I love you."

"I love you more."

They bicker about it, and Andy's smiling the rest of the day.

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people put ur hands up 4 the coolest person ive met !!!! >:( istg you're so kind and so funny even if thats not ur intention T_T at first i was intimidated by u but then yeah <33 we vibe :( only the real ones know abt us and me bein your bread anon <33 ure rlly great and can't forget d time us and dove sang thru texts ...? yes that i cried while laughing HAHA, and yes i love the way u write 2!! so you and just amazing overall :)) n yeah i like to talk to u a lot in the server !!! ure so funny & relatable at times hihi

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arden bae !!! you're so ... cool and pretty and one of the people i want 2 talk to in here <3 you're like cool and the way you write is chefs kiss >:( and i love it whenever we talk abt random things AHSHS and when we talk abt atsumu <33 i love love that !! n yeah good thing i interacted w u b4 on ur old blog and get to talk to you more !!! i was so shy n nervous while sending you asks sometimes LMAO idk why :(( ure rlly a great friend <3 n i think u also became a factor on why im liking inarizaki :D

@cafemiya ツ

omg hail to issy !! i know we don't talk that much yet but i literally like u a lot >:( you're rlly great w your long fics !! n handmade heaven lead me to you and ur asks <3 and you're so chaotic too HAHA i like that :) dw ill always shower u w compliments bc u so deserve it bby !!! and i squeal sometimes when u reply to my asks w the same energy :(( n yes i just love you and your vibe in general <3 and im so excited 4 the collab !!! <3 thanks for reaching me out hehe or my slowburn fic journey wont happen :( anw ily and keep slayin issy baby!!!! :D

@kuro0luvr ツ

omg kieran .. the big phat supporter of chlojime is here people !!! <3 i just love loooove talking to you esp in the server & we scream abt anything n everything :( and thank u for always giving me support and everyone else when we're down!! you're one of my sunshines 2 :( i love how we just talk and instantly b close friends you know!! even tho we dont chat like in dms we r so close hehe :( and yes ill never forget how happy u got when i complimented that u have akaashi vibes <3 ty for being a good friend n supporter to me :(((

@oikawasbliss ツ

milo everyday !!! >:) i missed our interactions tbh :( you're just so chill n i vibe w u a lot!! your themes omg i want em its so aesthetic and everything <3 and uhm i love ur love for oikawa >< i mean who wouldn't but whenever i see smth kawa related i think of u immediately T_T and yes ure just so so cool :(( lets talk more soon gah and maybe talk abt aot hehe smirks <3 and yes i just like ur themes and vibe a lot <3 lets talk more soon gah >:)

@himichii ツ

I KNOW we didn't talk really like until few weeks ago but ... you're so funny and kind n lowkey sweet HAHA u were so intimidating before i can't talk 2 u <//3 but im glad i did !! not me writin this and listening to the playlist u made for me :( omg thank u for that and the other that u posted, i felt nostalgic and (good) sad on d inside <3 HAHS lets talk more omfg idk what 2 say :( OH oh ure a greatt writer :( the angst u sent yesterday made me sad gah <3 let's talk more in the new years!!! :(

@hajimine ツ

oml lexy bae where do i start??? omg ily like <3 because you're so nice n sweet n so funny 2!! glad i started participating in your ask games and on that we became friends hehe :( i love how we just talk abt anything on your asks <33 like ur life keeps me entertained HAHA and when u became more chaotic n all that .. i liked it!!! :( and oh u write so well if u didnt know >:( can't wait 4 more interactions w you bae !! <3 and ugh omg ily <3 literally cannot express how much :( you have good vibes n i wanna have that too !! and love how we just scream over one man ;D

@lcaita ツ

omg kai ... hi <3 HAHS sorry if im so awkward wtf but ure so cool and so funny !!! i like ur vibes always even tho ure not always around <3 and when youre around i just get happy !!! >< for some reason i love ur name hehe and uhm i love ur aesthetics hehe on ur acc !!! >:) and yes thank u for being a kind friend hehe :( lets talk more next yr abt anything!!! maybe abt ur mans (kaashi, semi, others) hehe ;)

@kemochie ツ

nea !!! i just . wanna say that you're a sweet human being :( and deserve the world :( ik we didnt interact much yet but !!! i love u already n your aura in general <3 and i just get soft on ur username for some reason T_T i love our little interactions from time 2 time n i wanna boost that more on the new years!! <3 idk i like u :( that's it thats my say :(

@nightmareupondaydream ツ

kana baby !!! im so grateful for u whenever u send me sweet words at random times ... and when i need it <3 and i missed our chats in dms :( lets do it again sometime !! im gonna be here for u okay :( and you're so sweet fr i love u,, and yeah just talkin about how shitty life is or how my writing goes, let's do that on the new years oki!! <3333

@ravscrii ツ

thank u for being there like really >< ik u have own probs to solve but you still helped me :( ty for being a great listener and supporter hehe <3 u deserve great things !!! and pls dw okay we're good even tho we arent talking that much :( i miss that hehe n ure a kind and funny person ASHS esp in the server ur replies n everything make me laugh :( lets talk more soon like the old times AAAAAA i miss it hehe <3 and goodluck on genshin HAHA pls entertain me w it even tho i don't play </3

@rintaroll ツ

olivia babe <3 omg i missed u sorry 4 not checking on u :( forgive me <//3 just wnna say u totally made my 2020 better n a little more bearable <3 i like ur vibes sm and ur name .. olivia wow i like it :( and oh you're so aesthetic like ur blog in general ??? hello pls step on me :( and u also influenced me (for some reason) to like tsumu more ?! which i dont mind at all .. i like it when we scream over tsumu or i tease u n him getting horknee :D yeah and god i can't forget the time we fangirled over gojo on ur asks ... and u sent me gojo gifs which made me scream <3 one of my unforgettable moments w ya!!

to my hajime anon + mod ツ

thank u for always being here :( and you just chatting w me makes me so happy <3 i hope you'll see this hehe and just thank u and ily yknow :( when im down or happy, or shitty you're just there, supporting me always <3 im so grateful for that!! and hajime anon mod ily :( thank u for taking ur time to chat w me and make me so happy hehe <3 take ur time okay :)

to my baby, stella ツ

AAAAAAA idk if you'll see this but shoot me an ask if u saw :( uhm i love ur vibes and you're so cool !! promise <3 and your theme changes r always so beautiful <3 pls pls i love you so much agh im so worried when u deactivated :( pls dont overwork okay whenever ure working :( i love talkin to u always in ur asks !!! ure so sweet and lovely grr >:( u deserve all d good things okay ily stel :((

#advance happy new year !! <3

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neo-shitty · 3 years

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toffee!

hehe glad i could make you laugh, oooh that sounds awesome! yeah id love to be tagged it sounds great :)

YES the differences are so fucking weird. like, they do know they're the same age right? i feel like its just an exagguration of how much the persons role in the group matters, like we see chan being held up as such a mature, old leader while jungkook who is literally the same age, is still babied etc. like enha hyung line is basically the same age (if a bit younger) as chenle and jisung but somehow the rules are different?? as you point out, still legal but still bizarre. hehe yeah, i mean where else are we going to rant? quora lol. mmm, hopefully more people can just write less smut abt people who are barely adults

ah, no prob it didnt take long. yeah i think thats right (i keep forgetting you know my url lol) mmhmm :( i think if that happened irl there would be some major trauma going on. knock wood it never happens to you or me lol (/hj)

hehe same! oooh glad Redemption For Cheese was realised! yess we cant rllycomplain that theyve written/produced too much good music lol. yeah, ive dragged him into being a stay so *dusts hands off* mission accomplished. mmm yeah, they tend to have a certain vibe but tbh it couldve worked if they were any other group but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ahh ur one step ahead of me on the stages of listening to ssick i think, still not convinced but thats okay! hehe, it had to be said. yesss the itch in the back of my brain is very satisfied by sorry i love you, felixs vocals deserve to be appreciated! (side note i feel like hes trying to sing more like his speaking voice, sorta husky, but tbh i wouldnt be mad if he sang like in glow, his sweet honey vocals made my life lol. but i think ive heard him say he doesnt like singing like that cos it makes his normal voice less husky, so what can you do)

> YES SOMEONE SAID IT. seungmin rap KING, he sped thru that rap like it was nothing, he deserves more rap lines. i do like how they gave minho some melodic rap lines this comeback, my guy deserved to show off those skills that made him not be eliminated (flashbacks to stay collectively wanting to murder jyp) and we already know changbin can sing, my man murdered masked singer. hyunjin can obviously sing as can jisung and felix, and i want to hear chan rap more! i feel like he started as part of 3racha (as a rap unit not producing) and then just became a vocalist (which im fine with, but it could be nice to hear him flex his rapping skills) and was partially replaced by hyunjin. anywayyy

back to album talk. lmaooo sad music to twerk to PERFECTLY describes silent cry. yes secret secret is and will always be, a masterpiece. hehe glad i could make you laugh :) i just felt like they have similar vibes. putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised. oh my beloved track, red lights. ahh thats okay, we can have different opinions, but by god the lyrics are *chefs kiss*. *banging on table* TWISTED AU TWISTED AU TWISTED AU. yess id love to see ur take on it! sdfghjkl it would have been glorious

no no! not stupid, just able to predict my brainwaves. ooooh thats so cool! makes me want to go there (wherever there is lol) yeah the waves are pretty good here, but none of my familys a surfer, so we dont rlly enjoy the full potential lol. YES moving on to gone away, it is indeed a heartwrenching track, but the vocals and the bloody key change? makes me want to brave being sad just to listen to it. mmm yeah, good point :( i feel like ive just gotten used to overthinking so much so that it doesnt matter what mood im in, ill do it anyway, so might as well just do what i feel like doing anyway.

yeah i think ur right! it is quite comforting knowing that all the tracks will get the love they deserve. i feel like also people assume kpop is just one genre which is utter bs. there are so many different vibes and feels and songs, i couldnt get into kpop (of which i thought only the bright cheerful present day bts stuff existed smh) until i heard gods menu so... idk where i was going with this but yeah. :)

YES FUCK YG, theyre literally on the brink of being kicked out of the big three and they are holding their salvation hostage without letting them do ANYTHING. idek what thought process goes thru their minds but arghhh its so infuriating. yess lisa's cb will be awesome but ot4 is the gold standard here.

hehe, glad u could get to this point. no no! u dont sound like a cult member at all lol yeah, i loooove some of their songs but the whole 23 members thing is getting to me. thats prob a common problem with nctzens but what can i say? im a simple girl with a limit to how many korean boys i can give my money to. atm im just trying to get into ateez and finish memorising enhypen's faces. also kard is kinda sucking me into their fandom atm, as well as eric name lol. ah what can you do? ooh thats good!

hehe i love it too! its exactly like online penpals, that was rlly well put. aww ty! hmm im okay, recovering from a bad case of rsv so thats fun. im doing okay mentally, starting therapy soon (after having to convince my mother that its not just smth i can brush off). physically i wont go into, basically i should be doing stretches to help but they dont completely fix it so my lazy ass doesnt do them, plus i got told recently im going to be stuck with this condition for the rest of my life so thats fun! ah, before you type smth dw abt me ill be fine. the weather atm is cloudy but warm, its been raining on and off today which is good for the garden. uhh i just finished reading sunburnt veils and im in the middle of prom theory which is rlly good. ummm ive got a concert tonight? that i may or may not be able to sing in (bc of the whole rsv thingo) and uhhhh idk. my dog is cute? im drinking tea rn? ive got a school dance coming up?

wbu? hows ur day going, how are you? whats the weather like on ur end? done anything interesting lately? found smth that makes you rlly happy? just any random thing youve been dying to tell someone?

no no! dont apologise, i love these exchanges. i think im happy to continue them for a long time :) on the other hand, if you get tired of them, feel free to just not answer at any time. goodness gracious this was a long ask haha hope it isnt too annoying

<3 w.a. 🐺

sorry it took me a bit to reply, i was fixing my theme ;n;

yeah, i figured it was because of the roles too. my friends and i still get taken aback when 3rd gen idols are the same age as 4th gen ones. in my head it doesn't add up sometimes. PLS THE RANT AT QUORA SKJDK tbh tho it's just going to be normalized as the years pass? esp that the boys are growing older and the amount of explicit fics will just increase. i might have to start blocking tags.

i had to look up the previous ask to remember what we were talking about xd i hope the events in champagne problems never happens to anyone. realistically, it probably happens a lot. damn i really won't wish that pain on anyone. dragging your brother into being a stay i whEEZED JFKSA additional noeasy music enthusiast o.o and ALL I CAN SAY WITH YOU GUSHING ABT FELIX IS AHA WHIPPEEEED OML can't blame you tho, i also want to hear felix sing more in other shades (if that makes sense HAHA) i really hope they'll do the role exchange in the next comeback :( or like in the near future bc i know they can do it :( the day i hear seungmin rapping it i will respectfully pass away. minho was given more lines this comeback thank fUCK i could rmb my irl being vocal abt her frustration. i don't get why minho barely has center time/lines in title tracks??? like the line distribution in the past eras just made me ???? if seventeen can balance lines with 13 members why cant a group of 8 do the same? moving on. i haven't watched the stray kids show simply bc i don't want to cry HAJS but i've seen clips. imagine if skz debuted without minho and felix?!?!? i rmb another irl catching bias feels towards changbin bc of the masked singer only to find out that the man's a rapper. i love how skz's vocals were highlighted this comeback :c there were a lot of mellow tracks! i find it cute when chan sings/raps bc it gets kinda obvious that he's a foreigner? the accent (im not even sure if it's the accent) it just shows. "putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised." CORRECT.

abt the twisted au o.O i'll inquire my irl if she wants to write it or not. if she doesn't want to, i'll do it. i miss writing twisted aus <3___<3 and i also miss going to the beach with my friends :' ) but it's starting to get cold here and i don't think i'll be able to enjoy the beach as much as i would if i went beaching in the summer. so maybe next summer? gone away really has an sm-ballad vibe. the thing about skz being a self-producing group, their songs don't sound like typical jype songs? and i just appreciate that bc in all honesty im not a fan of jyp groups at all. PLS the overthinking. i wish i could mute overthinking.

anyone who assumes kpop is just one genre obv hasn't listened to a single track. if kpop was just one genre why do i like some tracks more than the others??? oh you've only recently become a kpop stan? tbh im not a fan of the bright songs of bts either. i liked their older ones *chefs kiss* really matched high school vibes. yg has good artists and they're just wasting the talent ~.~ that strategy they have will get tiring eventually. people will stop waiting on blackpink and move on to newer more active groups ://

HAHAHAH yeah the 23 members is pretty overwhelming! it was the reason i didn't bother stanning before quarantine started. i don't regret stanning tho, met my ult bias in that group <3___<3 i don't really purchase albums unless i like the tracks xd ohhh getting into ateez just in time for the comeback! let me know what you think about them! i was fond of them at some point but grew out of it. good luck with memorizing enhypen! it took me a while to distinguish to people there XD i haven't checked out kard yet but chan plays their songs during lives and they're sexc hype music me likey *u*

i had to look up rsv im sorry. i'm glad you're recovering! please rest more and don't stress yourself out. bro i wish i could go to therapy too bc i have weird issues i can't justify and i need a professional to tell me what's the reason behind it. stuck with what condition btw? what happened? i'm sorry in case i just forgot. yesterday was a bit rainy for me too :(( it's not the type of rainy that makes me anxious so B) oh concert! good luck and i hope you'll be able to sing but i also don't think it's best for you rn :c what's your dog's breed? and yes i just finished drinking tea too. AAAAA i miss school dances :(( the last one i was supposed to have was cancelled bc of covid.

i was less productive today and i'm teetering between being mentally stable and becoming a hermit again. i'm anxious with a lot of things atm so like : D not the best state. today it was a bit sunny but not hot hot which was nice. i changed my theme today bc i couldn't wait for sept. 1st. and no i haven't found anything that makes me happy HAHAHA shit like that's hard to identify. don't have anything to say too, i'm just thinking about why i'm procrastinating too much atm T_T and i'm listening to this rap song atm and one of the rappers sounded like han.

it isn't annoying! i enjoy the long exchanges but i do admit it takes me awhile to type down a reply. so if i get more busy, it'll prolly take a bit longer for me to reply.

#toff.asks #wild anon 🐺

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si-nging-ren · 3 years

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*CRACKS KNUCKLES*

okay. ive decided im going to discontinue the jirou x reader fanfic "wrong number, my bad" for a number of reasons that i will get into in a bit. i have also, however, decided to create an smau for hawks (probably not, but who ive decided on for now) x reader, based on something more personal about me. the goal of the story being more personal is to give me a better layout for how it should continue on and the feelings can be more genuine than me making up stories on a whim and hoping they work. i will give out the plan for wnmb, however, so that anybody interested can still understand how the story wouldve ended.

now as for why im abandoning wnmb.

1. i dont feel the energy to write it anymore. i dont like where the story is going, and with my current mental state and status at school, i dont have the ability to start over or try again. i font have the ideas for the story and just dont vibe with it.

2. mental reasons. i can't stick to the schedule i made for the story as well as i used to be able to, and also personal mental health reasons that sort of keep me from doing so.

3. there are personal life reasons that cause this, but jirou has slowly evolved into somewhat of a discomfort character. i dont want to get into the reasons as to why, but i dont like her that much and bad memories come up whenever i try to sit with her in my head for too long.

thats really all for why i dont want to continue wnmb, but for anybody interested, here was the plan as to how the story was planned out (via notes):

- [x] yn and mina and ochaco do be talking doe

- [x] basically introductions

- [x] same with jirou baku toko yaomomo and denks

- [x] but THEN

- [x] yn and jirou talk :DDD

- [x] jirou basically says that theyre not annoying

- [x] yn says their typical clown shit

- [x] "aidjskjdh thanks you daddy 🥺"

- [x] jirou doesnt answer for a wholeass hour

- [x] "sorry had to go to church and clense from that sin"

- [x] "o-oh okay 😔 daddy doesnt love me"

- [x] "there are so many things wrong with that"

- [x] "😳😳😳"

- [x] "im starting to wish that i blocked you"

- [x] "nONONONONO IM SORRY"

- [x] "nyways what did you wanna talk about d-"

- [x] "......."

- [x] "arling :)))"

- [x] poor jirou just wanted to know about who they are

- [x] "name, hobby, talent, interests, whatever i just wanna know about you"

- [x] yn hops over to twitter all "omg theyre so sweet 🥺🥺🥺"

- [x] naturally ochaco and mina are all "fake bestie wtf are u talking about"

- [x] yn is laughing awkwardly and is just,,, "oh nothing 😳😳"

- [x] (nobody believes them)

- [x] then they ask about jirou but she has to give false info

- [x] except for her gender its fine if she says that

- [x] she hops over to the squad

- [x] panicking

- [x] "guys wtf i think i just committed a crime"

- [x] "nono youre fine what happened"

- [x] "i made a fake identity so the person who contacted me wouldnt know it was me"

- [x] "do they even know you???"

- [x] "YES they said they really liked our music and im PANICKING"

- [x] "okok calm down its not illegal or anything"

- [x] "i think"

- [x] "YOU T H I N K ? "

- [x] "yeah sorry :// but like you did this to yourself lmaooo"

- [x] jirou awkwardly hops back to yn

- [x] "yeah i think that band is pretty cool too im actually friends with some of them"

- [x] i mean its not false

- [x] ":ooo omg rlly?????? theyre so cool aaa 🥺🥺 maybe we can meet one day at one of their concerts 👉👈 jkjk...... unless 😳"

- [x] little did they know

- [x] LMAOO jk

- [x] kinda

- [ ] they end up talking for hoursss and mina and ochaco ask one day if they wanna hang out

- [ ] theyre all "hell yesss 🥴 where we goin??"

- [ ] a bar. they go to a fucking bar. (btw its to celebrate minas new job thingyyy)

- [ ] drink responsible kiddosss

- [ ] nyways afterwards she ends up talking to jirou bout how shes super nice and would love to be friends with her more

- [ ] jirou has gay panic tm

- [ ] like actually theyre rlly cute fuck

- [ ] yn asks if they can call since theyve never heard her voice or seen her

- [ ] jirous all ".....theyre drunk they wont recognize my voice"

- [ ] also shes rlly groggy since its TWO IN THE DAMN MORNING

- [ ] jirou calls her and yn asks if she wants to meet someday bby doesnt understand okay

- [ ] jirou panics and asks if they can get to know each other more first

- [ ] yn is hurt but understands and agrees

- [ ] yn asks to play 20 questions

- [ ] jirou asks if theyre a preteen jokingly

- [ ] yn whines and says its either that or a drinking game

- [ ] not wanting yn to drink anymore, she sighs and agrees

- [ ] she ends up finding out:

1. yn has a cat

3. thats it, yn passed out

- [ ] jirou fell asleep on call later nd they didnt hang up until jirou woke up later and realized that awake yn would recognize her

- [ ] she quickly hung up and then sent them a good morning text

- [ ] bitches be playin

- [ ] but yn doesnt mind theyre a gay, dumb clown

- [ ] yn asks what minas job was since they never found out- god their dumb

- [ ] mina says its the typical teaching thing but its for ome of yns favorite bands

- [ ] "ooh, who are they?"

- [ ] "they said their name was blackbear! pretty sure youve talked about them some times before"

- [ ] "omygod mina you dont understnad if you could somehow find a way for me to find them i would literally marry u"

- [ ] "please dont. but ill try boo dw"

- [ ] she ends up doing it

- [ ] but inbetween then they end up getting rlly close like numerous calls and texts and learning more about each other until they realize they like her

- [ ] yn is super happy all "bro u guys are so awesome"

- [ ] bby girl is vibrating.

- [ ] LMAOO YOU WANNA KNOW JOWNTHEY FIND OUT

- [ ] THEY AND JIROU END UP BECOMING RLLY CLOSE LIKE THEY FRIENDSSSS

- [ ] AND SHE ASKS FOR THEIR NUMBER

- [ ] THEIR STILL JITTERY BTW SO THEYRE LIKE WOAH RLLY???? ID LOVE TO BRO

- [ ] AND JIROU PUTS HER NUMBER IN YNS PHONE AND SEES THE NAME "nd strikes" COME UP ND SHES LIKE "HUH MUST BE A GLITCH"

- [ ] BUT YNS ALL

- [ ] "HAHA SOMEONE NAMED "BBY" CAME UP WHEN I TYPED IN MY NUMBER I WONDER WHO THAT IS"

- [ ] "MAYBE I TYPED IT WRONG" CAUSE BBY IS DUMB

- [ ] MEANWHILE JIROU IS PANICKED CAUSE "HOLY FUCKING SHIT THEYRE BBY"

- [ ] SO SHE HANDS THEM THIER PHONE BACK AWKWARDLY AND YN SEES THEIR OLD MESSAGES AND PANICKS

- [ ] "HOLD UP IS STARS JIROU????? HAHHA NO IM BLIND AN D DUMB SURELY NOT"

- [ ] SO THEYRE LIKE "DID U EVER TELL ANYONE UR NAME IS STARS"

- [ ] AND JIROU JUST SIGHS AND IS CLEARLY IN PAIN AND IS JUST "YEAH THATS ME"

- [ ] ALL YN DOES IS LAUGH AND GO "YO THATS KINDA GAY"

- [ ] JIROU IS PAINED

- [ ] LIKE SHE THINKS THEIR GONNA HATE HER BUT????? NO??????????? SHES CONFUSED LMAOO

- [ ] yn blinks and realizes she should probably confess or smth

- [ ] "uhm, jirou?"

- [ ] "yeah whats up?"

- [ ] "aCTUALLY NVM ILL TELL YOU LATER-"

- [ ] later in a call they say it

- [ ] jirou is rlly smart and all but her first thought was "its cause of who i am. this happened immediately after."

- [ ] some part of her is screaming that its feelings and that she likes them back but she ignores it.

- [ ] like this has to be bad right???

- [ ] nyways jirou ghosts her like a clown and rants to the band b-wordssss gc

- [ ] yn cries to the babiest of the babies 🥺🥺🥺 gc

- [ ] yn asks if she just doesnt care about them now that shes seen them

- [ ] jirou realizes "wait fuck maybe im wrong"

- [ ] spoiler alert: she is

- [ ] she sort of goes "i didnt rlly think that you actually liked me actually

- [ ] yn starts crying

- [ ] (this is over call btw)

- [ ] "why tf wouldnt i?!"

- [ ] "bc you confessed right after you knew who i was"

- [ ] "istfg so our conversations just dont matter ig"

- [ ] jirou is confused

- [ ] like??? she gets that theyre mad but she does understand why so much

- [ ] "listen i just need to know if you like me back or not please. before i start crying again."

- [ ] she decided to not comment on how they were already crying

- [ ] "yes i like you okay"

- [ ] "do you actually?"

- [ ] "yes. istag that i actually like you and im not shitting u. if you want ill go there rn"

- [ ] ".....yes pls"

- [ ] "i need your address though"

- [ ] "oh yeah– its *address*"

- [ ] jirou arrives all nervous and shit

i didn't have anything planned out after that, but it was probably gonna be a kiss scene or something idk

#jirou x reader #wnmb #wrong number my bad #jirou kyouka #kyouka x reader #writers

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frenchy-and-the-sea · 3 years

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Ooo, 1, 9, 10, 11, and 16? 👀👀👀

OOO thank you for the questions!

1. What OC has the biggest family? How do they get along?

- Tahir, definitely. He’s the oldest of seven, from a family of nine altogether, with five sisters and a brother who is the baby of the family. For the most part, they’re a pretty happy bunch. Obviously there are squabbles between his younger siblings, and Tahir has been known to push his eldest sister’s buttons from time to time, but for the most part they’re all very fond of each other. His brother is....less fond of him, but is also a bit of a recluse, so it doesn’t cause too much (visible) friction. That said, Tahir has always felt a little bit like the black sheep in his family, so while they get along very well, his deep love of his family can get tinged a little bittersweet from time to time.

9. What is your favorite platonic relationship between your OCs?

- Platonic relationships are my bread and fucking butter, so picking a favorite is like picking my favorite child. Y’all have already heard me blather enough about Alex and Tahir though, so lemme talk about the dark horse in this race in the context of Seven Cities: Adelina and Finn. It takes a bit for them to start to bond, but when they do? They are FIERCELY devoted to each other. Obviously they still give each other shit, as adopted siblings are wont to do, but Adelina genuinely cares for Finn and Finn will kill a man for Adelina. They’re a good gossip match, Adelina likes to learn and Finn likes to show off, and their mutual flare for the dramatic puts them on the same page six days of seven.

God I love Finn and Adelina.

10. What is your favorite familial relationship between your OCs?

- I am VERY tempted to put Tahir and his eldest sister, but... ever since I wrote that thing with Alex and her half-brother Denny, I just. I can’t get them out of my head. Alex’s half-brother was originally a source of deep, deep resentment for her, and one that I never really thought about her resolving. Then I realized that if she met him even ONE time without her father around, she’d love that boy like her own child and lo and behold, she did. Alex is fiercely protective of her brother because she doesn’t want him to suffer like she did, and it is a point of pride for her that he lives a very long, happy life doing what he wants because she made sure that he knew what options were out there for him and made it HAPPEN when he finally decided.

11. What is your favorite romantic relationship between your OCs?

- Between MY OCs is definitely Alex and Adelina. They’re a very ‘support-to-slow-burn’ sort of romance, and definitely one of those ships that I turn to writing for comfort because so much of them is based in being comfort for one another. Adelina reminds Alex that she can cut loose and be ridiculous even in a position of power, and Alex bulldozes the way for Adelina to try and explore and DO all of the things that the world has denied her. It’s all very sweet. :>

16. Which OCs don’t know each other, but would get along great if they did?

- Val and Fizz would actually get on really well. Fizz’s general....everything would baffle Val in many ways, but her core is still about protecting people, and Val values a kind spirit like that more than just about everything else. Also, their respective gods are canonically bros, which would bring Fizz endless delight. She would declare Val her new best friend and then assure Casimir that best friend is a TIER and he still belongs there too, dw.

#frenchy replies #oc crap #seven cities #d&d #i wouldn't say they'd get along GREAT but #alex would actually be able to deal with zephyr #and while idk if they'd be FRIENDS #they'd probably respect each other on some level #which is WILD to think about

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Jacob and Edward

hey guys. just a little something. Jacob and Edward if you’re into that.

setting: cullen’s house they’re studying or smthn bella hasnt moved in yet

edward: so what did you get for number 5?

Jacob: uhhhhh…..i didnt do it

edward: ok. why?

Jacob: i don't really get this whole math thing...can u explain?

e: oh that’s okay. well first of all this is biology. so in question 5 they’re asking what is the first step of glycolysis, do you know what glycolysis is?

J: uhhhhh i turn into a wolf sometimes

e: *startled, looks away.* uh? ok well glycolysis is basically when glucose is split (glucose is sugar and like……. sweet) and the final product is two pyruvate molecules

J: *turns into a wolf* aaaaawooooooooooooo

e: *slaps him across the wolf face, once then twice* what the FUCK are you doing. you cant do ths in my house and u broke my antique glass table i stole from bulgaria

J: *turns back into a person* sorry bro i do that sometimes when im nervous

e: ………. *lights down spotlight on edward for brief monologue* i… i feel so guilty i slapped him to be or not to be? then i should aboiplogize *lgihts back on*... hey jacob im sorry is lapped u….. why r u nervous’

J: its ok bro…..im nervous bc...no i cant say it...its embarrassing

e: *caresses jacobs’ face where he slapped him* its ok. im sorry. sometimes i let my anger get the better of me

J: its ok ...its just that….i..i….

e: *starts getting mad* speak the fuck up. what are u saying

J: *mumbles something*

e: *starts meditating to calm down* what.

J: i said…..i….l...ll

e: WHAT YOU STUPID MUTT

j:......i….love……

e: what the fuck r u trying to say *flexes his hands ina nger*

J: i love y- *dies of unknown cause*

e: Hi, I’m edward cullen. im trained in first aid. can i help u? *no answer* hello? are you awake? bystander *points to alice* please contact ems adn let them know someone is about to be Turned *bites jacob*

J: *becomes a vampire but also still werewolf* bro……

e: ok. so do you understand glycolysis now?

J: yeah i do thanks bro that helped a lot

e: no problem, now onto question 6. wait. this isn’t a bio question. it says…. no i can’t read this filth

J: what does it say man

e: it… it *face turns red then green then purple* it…. ugh this is disgusting. you read it

J: i didnt want to tell u this bc i thought you would make fun of me but…..i cant read...

e: u fucking illiterate bastard. fine ill read it *clears throat* fuck i didnt copy pzste it hold on

Lmssoaooao dw ok it wont let me but *jacob x edward fanfiction*

LAMOAOAK

J: dude…...thats in the textbook????

e: yeah. its fucking disgusting. how did they know everything about us… actually wait it look s like someone wrote this by hand…

J: thats so weird…..who would have done that….so gross….

e: lemme check whose textbook this is. *flips to front*................................................................. *looks up at jacob with golden orbs and squints his eyes* it says its ur textbook

J: thats c-c-crazy bro ,,,,, i cant even read hahaha how could i write that hahaha

e:....... you fucking liar. yeah u can read. is this seriously how u thin k of me? of us? ur sick in the fucking head. i woulc neve.r;..... never fucking do that with u

J:....is that...is that realy how you feel?

e: *inexplicable rage* obviously u weirdo stupid werewolf dog *starts choking jacob*

J: *actually likes being choked* oh no…..oh no…..don't do this…. e: *notices hes into it* AHRHGHGHHGHGHHG (in rage) *choke slams him into the broken glass table* YOURE SO GROSS

J: *thinks* he will never love me the way i love him...maybe i should just end it all…..

e: *freeze frame…. lights down spotlight on edward again... monoglogu* wait…. what the fuck……… is that smell? i just realized i cannot read his mind? what the fuck is going on…………. *slideshow in the background with informational voice: it turns out that one of jacob’s sperm containing renesemee was i dont know hanging out which was already pyscihologucally connected to bella and stole bella’s power of smelling good and no thoughts then transferred it to jacob making him have those powers* *spotlight end* jacob…….. why the fuck…. cant i read ur mind… why do u smell so good…

J: i didnt know u could read minds….maybe i just don't have thoughts…..

e: everyone has fucking thoughts.l…… but i cant… read urs…

J: i don't know…….has that ever happened before?

e: no… *intense eye contact*

J; *blushes and looks down* im sorry im different

e: *looks away cus jacob looked away, then accidentally looks down* bro… is that….

J: no bro… its not what it looks like!!!

e: *stares at him then throws up to the side* i cant believe this… ur a nasty dog but i cant help but feel….. attracted to u

J: youre...attracted to me……

e: I dnt’ know why……. dont worry i cant get it up i have no blood

J: wait….we cant fuck??? Im out of here *turns to leave*

e: wait. there is a way…… *flashback on the slideshow to when edeawrd drank jacobs blodo to vampirize him this slideshow is viewable by edward and jacob*

J: well tell me,,,how do we fuck?????

e: u tell me

J: i don't know youve been a vampire longer than i have

e: bruh. so????? i follow the christian beliefs

J: stupid idiot we cant fuck then

e: *looks away* i guess. not like i wanted to anyways

J: you know what? I don't have to deal with this *turns to leave* call me when you want some dick

e: *when jacob is more than like 10m away suddenly intense pain hits them both* theres… something i forgot to tell u. when i vampirized u….. iut basically means ur bonded to me for like 1 month….

J: so youre telling me….im stuck with u for a month….and we cant fuck

e: well yeah more or less

the end

BREAKOUT ROOMS ENDED CLASS IS OVER LMAAOAOAOAGood rp bro SUCH A GOOD CLASS i agreed exactly to be continued

LOL EXCELLENT STORY it was honestly amazing great twists and turns, the tensini was high cant wait to see where this goes hope rob enjoys <3

setting: school assembly, principal andrew is doing a presentation on how to stay safe from these mysterious killings….. (vampires and werewolfs)

jacob and edward sit next to each other cus they cant be 10m apart.

e: ugh. u again.

J: stop talking as if this isnt ur fault

e: *whispering* ur the one who fucking died for no reason

J: ok and?? You didnt have to bring me back

e: *roll eyes* u know exactly why i had to

J:.........what do you mean…….

e: *looks at him with golden orbs then looks away* shut up. principal andrew is talking..

J: *is listening to every word andrew says bc he is so amazing but keeps looking at edward*......

e: * is listening and doesn’t notice j acob looking at him, then speaks to jacob without looking at him* look… they’re talking about killings… is this ur fucking tribe’s doing?

J: what the fuck no way its your stupid fucking family we keep our end of the agreement

e: *inhales sharply, then grips jacob’s leg with vampire strengthz* dont u fucking talk about my family like that u stupid mutt *people begin looking in their direction*

J: *is kind of turned on but would never admit it* stop being fucking gay people are staring

e: *notices people are staring and releases jacob, embarrassedly* just shut the fuck up and listen. *andrew begins talking about A CURFEW… they cannot leave their houses or some shit like basically e and j have to be together*

J:wait….how the fuck are we supposed to stay in our houses if we cant be away from each other….im not about to live with your weird incest family…

e: *enraged again, grabs the back of jacob’s neck at the pressure point* what the fuck. did. i say. about. talking. shit. about. my family. take that back right fucking now

J: *smirks* what are you gonna do about it…..be more gay?

e: *even more rage* i am not fucking gay —- cut off by andrew: Edward, Jacob, what the fuck are yall doing? *everyone turns to look, spotlight on them*

J: im sorry mr andrew….its just that edward attacked me…..hes so in love with me and he keeps assaulting me...im not gay though

andrew: oh thank god (he thought they were gay). edward, jacob immediately separate.

J:uhhhhhhhh i think we have to talk though…..sort this out with words…

e: *is extremely embarrassed to have everyones attention on him* Yes sir, andrew. i mean principal andrew. *grabs jacob by the scruff of his neck and drags him to the hallway and then slams him in to the lockers like bullies in the 80s* why the FUCK did u embarass me like that

J: bro you embarrassed urself…..you were all over me….just say youre into me itll be easier for both of us

e: ALL OVER YOU? *slams him again*

J:yeah like ur all ove me right now you cant keep your cold dead hands off of me

e: *moves back as if burned, walking away backwards while also throwing up, but then he is too far and they are both in intense pain*

J: dude calm down lets talk about this shit….we gotta make a plan

e: *refusing to come closer, so still are in pain* …...plan… for … what

J: the fucking…..cerfew…. Idiot…. Come back…..

e: *doesn’t come back, vomits once more* no… u fucking… smell…. what do … u mean…. the curfew…

J: were you not….listening to andrew… we have to stay inside our houses….but how can we do that if we cant be apart from each other

e: *looks away angrily* ….. we… will have to… stay apart… in pain… i guess…

J: you’re so fucking stubborn you did this to me and now youre making me suffer too

e: … i… don’t… care…. *walks even further, causing them more pain*

J: were only like 20m apart….and it already feels like this…..you think we can handle more thN THIs forever???? Youre so fucking stupid

e: *glares at him but doesnt come closer* shut. the … fuck up…. you fucking…. dog…

J: *steps closer* make...me…..

e: *doesn’t see him coming cus eyes are closed* shut…. up… stop… talking…

J: *steps closer* i said…...make….me

a/n: how fucking close are they now huh uhh like 3 ft apart ok

e: *smells jakob cus he stinks and opens eyes* GET AWAY FROM ME

J: make me *smirks*

a/n: LMFAO THANKS i need to formulate a perfect response lemmet hink of course take all the time you need

e: what the fuck do you mean make me? i will launch u across this hallway wolf boy

J: do it then…..

e: *grabs him by the neck again and slings him*

J: *dies*

e: *notices.( a/n: sigh) spotlight… on …. edward… monoglogue: i-........i cant believe i fucking killed him again…. the pain is gone but… literally wtf….. i…. grrr. *edward looks into the distance, pondering. then silently goes to jacob.* i have to save him. *begins cpr and mouth to mouth breathing*

J: *was never actually dead only pretending like romeo and juliet* *smirks*

a/n: I FUCKING KNEW IT LOL

e: *notices the smirk, then realizes he was alive the whole time* what the FUCK jacob? *slaps him across the face* you dirty bastard

a/n KALMASKDAOJDIJDOASOISO

J: so i guess you don't hate me that much huh?

e: *slaps him again* i thought you fucking died. i couldn’t let andrew discover a dead body in the hallway. and. and anyway i was going to eat you afterwards so yeah take that

J: yeah thats so believable…… just say you love me...i wont judge you *gay slur*

e: *is about to rage again* im literally. fucking straight. i love…. va-vgagag gaggaga *starts vomiting* WHAT THE FUCK DO U WANT FROM ME

a/n IM CRYING HAHA

J: dude...its 2020...its ok to be gay...you don't have to pretend to be someone youre not,,,, i aceppt you

e: *once again, he can’t help but be attracted to jacob bc of the science i explained in the previous thing, stares depeply into jacob’s orbs* what… do… you… want… from …. me … u fucking… dog

J: *stares back into edwards orbs* i just….i just want you to be happy…

e: *looks away* i am… happy. away from you.

J: *looks away from edward looking away* if thats really how you feel…...fine...ill take the pain….

e: *once a fucking gain. spotlight. monologue* in all my 118 years…. ive caused so much pain and destruction… should i really put this on poor jacob’ why did i see children see i mean sayy omg on poor jacob’s shoulders. no i cant.* no. no. we can. stay together. *teeth clenched* for. the curse, of course. so. you don’t have pain. not that. i . like u.

a/n TEARS MAN WHY IS EDWARD A TSUNDERE I DONT KNOW

J: fine...for the curse….whatever helps you sleep at night..

e: *touches jacob’s shoulder (only cus theyre so close) and pushes him back* yeah. you can stay at. my house. i guess

a/n: (u have to say no so ed goes to jacobs werewolf hq)

J: no way i cant be around all those incesty vampires its creepy as fuck you come to my place

e: *gasp* what the fuck. youre literally a VAMPIRE too. i…. i dont wanna go to ur place…

J: physically im a vampire but mentally im still a wolf and i will not be around so many dead sister fuckers

e: ….. i don’t wanna be around u stinky werewolves…. Unless….no.

J: what man???

e: *is disgusted firstly, by werewolves, and the way jacob speaks so heterosexually irks him* nothing. can’t we, like. get a hotel room.

J: that might not be a bad idea…..but im poor remember

e: *facepalms then says annoyedly* fine. we’ll go to ur fucking wolf den. but u have to make it up to me.

J: ……...how?

e: *rolls eyes* i don;’t fucking know. u tell me. it better be good cus i will never get that werewolf smell off of me.

J: i mean…...we could like…..if youre down…….

e: *squints at him* what.

J: we could……..you know…. ..

e: *understands, slaps him across the face for millionth time poor jacob probably has permanent hand prints* EW.

J: like i don't want to because im not gay but id do it for you

e: … you know. i used to be able to read ur mind up until a few weeks ago. so i do know what the fuck u thought of me…. what u thought—- *nearly vomits again*

J: but that was a long time ago...before we got close….now you made me straight

e: *extremely offended* what the fuck? you dont think im hot anymore?

J: why does it matter???? Youre not gay right

e: *hits him again* im not FUCKING gay. and it matters. b ecause, because,m because because because bcuae buse bcueacuab euacaubeucae BECAUSE. everyone thinks im hot. and if ur around him[edward] for the next month, u also need tot hink im hot.

a/n wtf is him oh of course a/n: edward is refering tohimself in third person

J: maybe if you were nicer to me id like you more...stop fucking hitting me and vomitting

a/n: lAMFPAOO,FP

e: *looks away in shame, then sighs shakily brings his cold vampirical hands to jacob’s bruised face* look. my hands. are so.. fucking cold they will heal ur bruies *doesnt look him in the eyes*

a/n HYDUHFUIEHWOIHOIDW

J: *doesnt make eye contact* thanks….i guess…

e: *keeps using vampircal cold hands to heal, then they accidentally make eye contact, edward looks away*

J: you don't have to look away…..

e: *glares back at him just to prove a point* fine.

J: *stares into edwards orbs with kindness and love* ……….

e: *stares back and recognizes what jacob is feeling, whispers* ur fucking gay

J: maybe…..but so are you…….

END

BREAKOUT ROOM ENDINGWHY THEY HAVE A COUNTDOWN. OK THIS SCENE ENDS HERE NEXT IS JACOB’S HOUSE ok it was really good today honestly excellent a/n are a perfect edditon except im losing my ability to type and spell we at 3k words BRUH LMOAAOAOA i love us ok bye

dun dun dun dun (tear in my heart). LMAO listening to it oh good u start bruh its ur hosue

setting: jacob’s den thing, also we need to have my immortal descriptions

J: so make yourself at home i guess…..

e: *carrying black bag with mcr pins on it , looks around in disgust* ….. u live like this?

J: yeah man sorry im not rich like you are

e: *is definitely thinking something offensive towards native people but disguised as against werewolves as stephanie meyer always does* ok…. so where am i sleeping..

a/n HUIHBUFOEWGEUI did i lie absolutely not

J;well like……...theres only one bed…

e: *mutters* could this get any more cliche. *notmutter* k. well im definitely not sleeping next to you. mind if i amazon prime a (whatever those fake small bed things are called)

J: if you want but theres not much room,,,,whatever,,,,,,*is disappointed*

e: *ignores jacob, typing on his phone to order the thing*

(Now Jacob’s family comes in I forgot their names but they’re here) billy is dad i think

J: oh hey guys this is edward he has to stay for a bit

Billy: *smells his ugly vampire smell* did you bring one of them….into my home????

edward: *visibly uncomfortable and surrounded by the werewolves, whispers to jacob* what the fuck… i didn’t know your whole pack was gonna be here…

J: *whispers back* this is our headquarters man….i didnt think theyd be so early thought *soeaks to fam* im sorry but a lot has happened….its necessary

a/n: k so im billy now? If u want

billy: *stares at edward for a while, assessing him.*

edward: …

billy: *sniffs him, then decides its ok* well then. if you say so jakey boy *claps edward on the shoulder* no biting ok?

edward: .

J: haha yeah….so were gonna go to my room now…..come on lets go

e: *glad to leave* yeah lets go right now

(The fam watches them go and its so awkward)

(in jacobs room)

J: so that was terrible but we’ll just stay up here as much as possible so that doesnt happen again

e: ugh that was so embarrassing… that was like when i introduced my ex gf to my family…. *realizes what he said* EW , not that WE are like that cus ewww gross *slaps jacob out of embarrassment*

a/n HAHAHAHAHA

J: *uncomfortable bc was slapped but also jealous of ex and sad ed don't like him like that* no man i get it….it happens all the time...cuz i bring so many chicks back here...not that we’re like that…..

e: yeah, obviously. *hand twitches in urge to slap him, but stops himself…. is upset because jacob brings back so many bitches and is jealous. so he goes to face the wall in anger* i need to ….. do./.. my chemistry homework

J: yeah whatever...i gotta do stuff too,,,,,im really busy….*looks down*

e: *is doing the chemistry homework standing up and super fast cus he’s been to high school for over 100 years, mutters* this is so easy ugh

J: why are you even in school anyways like you could be anywhere why do you want to learn the same shit over and over again

e: ………..Well if you woudl really like to know, it’s not the same thing over and over again. the school system has changed a lot since 1918 so it is actually pretty refreshing. i also like seeing how the trends change but are basically the same so yeah i do enjoy going to school, i don’t wanna work everyday because that’s different everyday plus school is easy for me and i get so many bitches cus im sexy.

J: yeah thats cool i guess *mad bc he gets so man bitches* but like if you get so many bitches...where are they???? Why do you hangout with me all the time???

e: *slaps jacob* BECAUSE IF WE ARENT CLOSE TOGETHER WE WILL FUCKING DIE DID YOU FORGET ABOUT THE CURSE OR SOMETHING

J: THE CURSE DOESN’T STOP YOU FROM HAVING BITCHES THO…..ITS ALMOST LIKE UR A FUCKING LIAR

e: *gasps, backhand slap now* OF COURSE I HAVE BITCHES. DID YOU FORGET I CAN READ MINDS. EVEN TEACHERS WANT ME. AND I KNOW THAT YOU DID TOO, AT one ponitn… .gerkgorjgopjfpwjgwprjgpwojgwo *slaps jacob again so he can’t see that edward is blushing*

J: yeah i did like you…….*turns away so edward doesnt see him cry*

e: *not even looking in his direction cause he’s embarrassed* um. ….. *stomach growl*.... oh….

J: oh do you need some fucking blood or something

e: *disgusted that he is being perceived* ugh. im a vegetarian, so i need to…. go hunting… probably

(but they on sacred land or smthn)

J: first of all thats not what vegetarian means idiot and second of all you cant fucking hunt here its sacred and so are all the animals that live here….so now what???

e: *rolls eyes and is for sure thinking racist things* ugh. lemme call alice maybe she can bring me some stored blood… *calls but there’s no service* what the FUCK…. i hate this place… lemme amazon prime some blood…

J: oh sorry you cant ubereats your fucking blood...and youre so addicted to your phone...maybe try living in the moment lke the rest of the world

e: *zones out for a second at the mention of ike aka the character someone in kelvin yo’s story plays in super smash bros, then jolts back to reality* i am living in the moment. you know whats happening in this moment? im fucking hungry bruh and i need blood. so u better get me some before i fucking start feeding and then ur dads gonna be mad

J: you. Cant. feed. Here. why is that so hard to understand….lets just fucking leave and you can go hunt or whatever

e: *eyes flash with anger and turn whatever the colour is when they are hungry* im. hungry. NOW. *starts doing whatever hungry vampires do like intense breathing*

J: dude…..calm down….*nervous*....we’ll get you some blood or whatever *backs into a wall*

e: don’t tell me to fucking calm down *supa hungry rn, then attacks jacob by slamming him OUT of the wall, yeah u read that right, the wall is broken now how sad* GIMME BLOODDDDDD *edward tries to bite jacob*

J: BRUH U BROKE MY FUKING HOUSE…..AND I DON'T HAVE BLOOD IM A FUCKING VAMPIRE TOO REMEBER??????? I CANT HELP U

e: *too hangry to hear him, bites into jacob’s neck with his fangs. out of his neck comes this disgusting sloshy black thing cus he no have blood* UGH WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS YOU TASTE DISGUSTING *spits it out onto the grass, then sees its black and calms down* waht the fuck………… *looks at broken wlal* huh….

J: oh are you back now???? Yeah i don't have fucking blood and you tried to kill me and my house….what the fuck man it always comes down to you killing me….i don't think i can do this anymore……

e: …….look. it’s not my fault. honestly you’re exaggerating things. i was hungry. i can’t help it and you should have known better than to be around me. and im still hungry. so.

J: wow so we’re victim blaming now????? No man i said i cant do this…..you never think about me

e: *rolls eyes uncomfortably, then notices jacob’s neck is still bleeding* well. im not. victim blaming. but. you’re still. bleeding. so my vampircal saliva is actually. healing . u.m . proertries. so umeme asmdaosmdsomaodmw. let. me . help . uoi. iok omo kok

a/n you ok man? i told u im losing brain cels

J: how can i trust you????? Everytime i trust you i die…….

e: *rolls eyes and then puts his hand on jacob’s face (like his face not the side of it)* just let . me . do my. fucking job *licks him*

J: *flinches but gives in* youre so fucking gay...if you wanted to makeout you could have jjust said so...i would have said no tho

e: *slams jacob’s head into the ground so powerfully that there is a jacob shaped crater in the ground* IM FUCKING HEALING YOU. *the bite mark has healed, slams jacob into the ground again* YOU STUPID FUCK IM NOT GAY

J: *dies*

e: *mad, spits on the ground next to jacob* i know ur not fucking dead. ur a vampire and a werewolf for fucks sake. get up.

J: *still dead*

e: you can’t just use the dead card everytime u want me to be nice to you. cause i wont. i literally wont.

J: *just a fucking corpse*

e: *stares at his dead body for a bit.* jacob. get the fuck up.

J: *not alive*

e: *hears billy’s wheelchair coming up* spotlight monolgoeu: well fuck. i can’t let him see i just killed his son for the third time. fuckfuckfuck what can i do i don’t have time to hide the body so… so ….. ok well hes a corpse and im a corpse too so this won’t be that weird

BREAKOUT ROOM ENDNEDINDENIEI TO BE CONTINUED YEAH RIGHTAHHAHAHHA JUST GETTING TO THE GOOD PART HOW EXCITING FOR TOMROW YES I CANNOT WAIT

*continuing edward monologue*

e: yeah … its totally not weird…. its cause i because because because because because because because because i need a cover thats why im doing totally not gay *kisses jacob*

(billy comes out from behind the house)

J: *obviously wasnt dead, wakes up, kisses edward back* oh hey dad

Billy: *supportive of his gay son* hey i thought i heard a fight *looks up* what the fuck happened to the wall

e: *sees jacob isn’t dead anymore, thinks that his kiss brought him back to life like in snow white, shocked* …….hhhh…….. wall?

J: sorry i don't know how that happened shits crazy ya know

Billy: *nods wisely* i do know…...well you boys have fun *leaves*

e: *stares at jacob in shock* …..do you….. remember… what happened before u died?

J: *does but wants to fuck with edward* wh….what? i…...i...d..died??????

e: *rolls eyes* yeah u fucking did. i brought u back though.

J: how…..???

e: ugh *hits him* obviously i just bit you to … bring u back.. to life….

J: so im already a vampire…...but now youve made me a double vampire??? Or does it cancel out and im human????

e: i dont fucking know. i— *remembers the curse and hopes jacob does not bring it up because the curse should double since jacob is double vampire* but don’t worry about the curse. obviosuyl .

J: oh does it double now that im a double vampire???

e: NO. and anyways. im still fucking hungry. so. be a good host and get me some mf food

J: yeah just let me check my fridge for some fucking blood…...idiot…..lets go somewhere so u can be a fake vegetarian

e: hmph. well let’s see if u can keep up. *runs away at vampire speed into the woods*

J: *turns into wolf and uses wolf and vampire speed and follows* awoooooooo

(the curse not acting up meaning theyre within 20m of each other)

e: *looks behind and sees jacob can keep up* slowpoke

ROB ENTERED MY CHAT YA SAME LOL ANYWAYS

J: who tf u callin slow *runs so fast that he almost next to edward*

e: *getting tired cus he is low on blood therefore energy* grrrrrrr

J: look we’re off sacred ground now go catch a deer or something

e: . im tired. u get something for me.

J: so now im ur personal chef?????? No get ur own shit

e: ive killed u three times already. dont make it a fourth.

J: *mumbles* whatever *leaves and smirks knowing he only actually died once* *gets a fucking deer or some

BREAKOUT ENDED????????? Ing WTF WHY WHO CARES LETS CONTINUE BRUH WHAT IS GOING ON DID U HEAR ERIC AND TINA THAT WAS SO AWKWARD I HATE THIS CLASS SO MUCH LILY LTIERALY WHAT BURH i do npt ccare at all

k anyways continue

J; here take this eat up

a/n: god i forgot how fucking ugky tina’s voice is fucking right

e: *bites into the deer, drinking the blood and makes direct eye contact w jacob* nomnomnom

J: feel better now?

e: *disgusted and spits blood at jacob’s feet* nomnomnomnom

J: *looks away cuz this is gross* the shit i do for u……

e: *slurps disgustingly* nomnomnom nom nOMnomON griwjodk

a/n wait lets hope we together obviously no omfg these bitches are talking im not speaking to u im puttig yall on mute good

J: *vomits cuz the noises r gross* could u be a little more quiet?????

e: *puts down the deer* dont fucking vomit in front of me and my food

J: your food is so much more disgusting than my vomit

e: then don’t look at me. *keeps drinking*

J: *rolls eyes*......

e: nomnomnomnom… *puts down again* i said dont fucking look at me.

J: *says nothing but keeps looking*

e: *slurp* u want some then?

J: absolutely not

e: *rolls eyes* i know ur a carnivore, come here

J: nah i don't want that shit youve fuccking destroyed it its disgusting

e: *the deer isnt destroyed like literally one puncture, but edward gets mad at the accusation, so he rips off the backlegs of the deer* i know u want some *throws the legs at jacob*

(catch it with ur mouth PLS Like a wolf)

a/n LMAO like throw drink but then u swallow it all dark blue hell post YES

J: *catches it with his mouth perfectly while making intense eye contact* …..

e: fucking mutt…. *goes back to drinking the blood* nomnomnomnomnom

J: *eats deer leg like it chicken wing* this shit isnt even good….

e: ur the one who hunted it.

J: whatever tommorow we going to mcdicks

e: what the fucks a mcdicks

J: bro…….youve never had a shit burger……..

e: why would i eat shit … in a burger…

J: of course your small mind could never understand….ugh

e: *spits blood in a perfect arch that lands right on jacobs shirt* dont call me small minded ever again

J: dude what the fuck…..and ill call u what i want

e: *finished drinking* no the fuck u won’t. *gestures to deer* u gonna eat my leftovers or what

J: i will not...and what the fuck r u gonna do about it???

e: do about what

J: me calling you small minded idiot

e: *slaps him* shut the fuck up

J: *turns the tables and slaps edward* it doesnt feel so good huh???

a’=./n: HAHAHAHHA

e: *holds his face in shock* WHHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT????????????? MY VAMPIRE HAND DOESNT HURT AS MUCH U FUCKING IDIOT

J: yeah ok but i slapped you once and youve slapped me at least a billion times so it adds up….funny how you can give it but not take it….weak…

e: *thinks about how he could say a few things about that last phrase but doesn’t* i’ve literally killed u so many fucking times *raises fist* i will do it again…..

J: *steps closer* do it then

e: why… the fuck … do you ALWAYS provoke me… kNOWING you will die? *pushes him back*

J: because i know you need an excuse to make out with me every once and awhile *smirks*

e: *gasp* WHAT THE FUFK? HOW DID U KNOW THAT *HITS HIM IN THE FACE*

J: bro you didnt think i was actually dead did you…...i thought you would have known better by now *still smirking*

e: *speechless and wishes he could use his mindpowers on jacob but it doesnt work* ………..

J: yeah so maybe you should try being nicer

e: absolutely not. once this month is over im moving to korea

BREAKOUT ROMM ENDINGNOOOOOOOO AKWAYDS WHEN IT GETS GOOD I KNOW RIGHT UGH ITS OK BUT YEAH THERE NEEDS TO BE AN EMOTIAONL CONNECTION SOON BEFOREMARRIAGE OH OF COURSE I CANT WAIT WE WILL WORK MORE TMRW NO SATUDAY MONDAY WOOOOWOOOO I THINK WE SHOULD MAKE A FILM OF THIS YESSSSSSS MONDAY OK HAHAHA

e: *continued* and im never speaking to u again.

J: yeah right you always say that shit…..but then you come crawling back

e: *rolls eyes* i’ve literally never done that. ur schizophrenia’s acting up because weve never had any fucking relationship before this……. i DONT LIKE YOU

J: uh huh but you always bring me back to life and make out with my corpse so what does that mean???

e: first of all, WE ARE BOTH CORPSES. so its not weird. second, i dont wanna get in trouble for killing a werewolf. so thats that. *turns away and starts walking back to the house but its the wrong direction*

J: yeah thats a likely story…….you know thats not the way home right…*smirks*

e: obviously ….. i was tricking u….. *goes the other way*

J: *rolls eyes and still smirks* so what do you wanna do when we get home

e: nothing *hes still going the wrong way but this time a different wrong*

J: well whatever….how long are you planning on going the wrong way before you ask me for help?

e: buddy.. this is the right way *shows map on phone*

(............ how can this be??????? ARE THEY IN a diffeernte realm)

a/n LMSOAAIOOAAO faerie realm

J: no i swear……..it……*turns in a circle confused* we definitely came from………

e: so what the fucks going on? is this one of ur stupid pranks bc ur native or whatever

J: can you stop being racist for two seconds this is weird….whatever maybe i messed up….lets just follow your phone…

(they follow the directions on the phone but they find that theyre just going in circles eneding up back to the dead dear…. a strange mist is rising*

e: uh…………….. what the fucks going on……….

J: uhhhhhh…….this has never happened before…...what the fuck do we do,....

e: wait. do u hear that……..

(from in the mist they hear something coming……………. its this really hot woman coming out, her name……. bella swan)

bella: …… *in sexy voice* hello boys

a/n GYDSUFGEYORGFBOREW

J: uh…..who the fuck are you….

b: *tosses her head back and laughs, long luscious dark locks of dark of hair of brown falling behind her, then opens her blue? brown? idk her orb colour and stares at them…. she notices edward’s extremely strong gay aura so doesnt go to him. looks at jacob* im bella. bella swan…. youre in my swamp….

J: ok…...but we’re lost...so could you help us out….?

e: *uncomfotable.*

bela: hahhahahah… of course…. *walks up to jacob and touches his face* but the thing is….. humans who come into my territory….. must …… how tf do i say this….. they need to gift me something…. or else u are cursed to work as my servant forever.

J: well we’re not human...hes a vampire and im half werewolf half double vampire…..so that wont apply to us right??

b: *gasps*..... HAHAHAHAHAHHA…… you truly don’t know who i am? bella swan (shes part swan ig) collects HALF WEREWOLF HALF DOUBLE VAMPIRE boys……. jacob….. *licks lips* you will be my prize

e: hhhhhhhhhh

J: so like….if i fuck you….can you tell us how to get home??

bella: *slaps him across the face in the same way that edward does* FUCK ME? hahahahha you’re fucking stupid. i knew it. all of u are. i don’t want u like that buddy, i need to use ur dna to make skins. *grabs him and tries to bring him into the mist*

e: wait…. u can’t

bella: y?

e: um……. bc….

J: *is kind of turned on bc bella slapped him like edward and pavlovs dogs ya know* ……….

e: *was about to say to bella that she cant take jacob, but then realizes he has no say in what jacob can or can’t do…. plus… jacob looks really happy with bella….. but still…. he can’t just let jacob get fucking killed again… even if he’s into it* um. bella. maybe? um u could take me as well?

b: no ur fucking gay i don’t want u. jacob wants to come w me , right jakey? (how does she know his name?)

J: *dream like* yeah…….wait…...did i tell you my name?

bella: *eyes widening in delight* NOOOOOO YOU DIDNT!!!!! LUCKY GUESS!!!!! NOW THAT I KNOW UR NAME……. *turns to edward* u know what happens when fairies know ur name right? *smirks* e

e: *also kind of into that smirk bc pavlovian response* wait… no… JACOB U IDIOT

bella: i feel some homosexual tension between yall …. how about this *curses jacob so that he is like idk evil and will kill edward so then bella wont have to fight him and then can kill jacob le8ter*

J: *eyes rolll back into head like tik tok boy* *lunges at edward* ……

(famous last words by mcr starts playing straight from bella’s mouth for some background music) a/n YESSSSSS

e: *dodges jacob* JACOB. STOP SNAP OUT OF IT

J: …………*jumps at edward again*

e: *barely dodges his snapping jaws*

(in the background …….but can I SPEAK is it hard understanding…….. im incompletel)

e: BNELLA STOP PLEASEEEE

J: *keeps jumping at edward with impossible amounts of force and energy* ……

(a love that’s so demanding…………. IEIODAIOJEWIOADJIOA WHWYY cann ii get WEAKK!!!! I AM NOT AFRAID OFtikwpoerkwopk)

e: *doesn’t want to use force to stop jaconn, but he’s forced to* jacob *does the thing whjere girls try to stop the guy from fighting* jacob its me! stop!!!!!!!!

bella: omg so cringe stop pls

J: *stops for a second but then goes back to fighting* ……

(awake and unafraid asleep)

e: *gets scratched by his werewolf claws, stares at the blood then gets mad* JACOB U STUPID FUCKING MUTT LOOK WHAT U DID TO MY PERFECT SKIN *restrains him with both arms*

J: *when yelled at fully stops but then shakes head and goes back to rage* …..

b: *notices that jacob stopped* omg… wtf *curses him stronger*

e: AHHHHHHHHHHHH

(the song is now… hmmm….. u decide… nanananananaanana LOL ok)

J: *goes at edward so hard knocks him over*........

e: hmmmm,...... jacob i don’t wanna fight u STOP

(na na na na so many security sto every enemy)

J: *stops for half a second blink and youll miss it but then goes back with even more anger*..

e: *thinking: wtf i do’? i cant fight bella to stop him cus then itll be 2 v 1 ./../….///.. .wait…. * *remmebres jacob;’s expression when bella slapped him,..... what if i…. what if* (jacob comes at him again but edward waits UNTIL he is close enough adn then slaps him across the face extremely hard that like he slams into a tree behind him* U STUPID FUCKING DOG

j: *slides down tree and colapses on the ground….almost unconsiodusio* …….e…..edward….

(na na na is over and fades slowly bc bella closes her mouth)

b: waht the fucking fukc did u fucking do u stupid sparkly gay boy????///// THAT WAS MY NEXT SKIN

e: *ignores her and goes to jacob* jacob…… r u ok…

J: *opens eyes slowly* ye….yeah…..i *inhales sharply bc pain or smth* im good…..

e: *checks him for wounds*

bella: *comes up behind edward and grabs him by the head then yeets him backwards* I SAID THATS MY SKIN STAY AWAY FROM him

J: EDWARD *tries to get up to fight her but stumbles*

b: stay down. that’s an order u dog

e: *comes back running* NYAHHHHHHHH

(bela and edward engage in a super epic battle u can imagine it however u want ok…..)

J: ………..

(they r far away enough that jacob can’t hear them….)

b: bro why r u fighting so hard to save ur friend or is that even a friend

e: *blushes* bro not right now

b: no seriously

e: …..

b: *thinking oh….* ew so yall r like that?

e: ….

b: *sigh* fine… u can have him… but under one condition

(what is this condition lemme think)

b: welcome to paradise…. dun dun dun dundu ndund a gunshot rings at the station………… ok i found it: u owe me ur firstborn child

e: ok (?)

(that’s how bella gets renesmee u decide how that happens)

e: *goes back to jacob* helo

J: are you ok…….what went down??????

e: nothing we totally didnt like f u ck or anything wtf why would u even ask that

J: *thinks wtf did they fuck….get kinda jealoudssss* oh…...so can we leave??

(the mist rises)

e: ok…. can you even walk?

J: yeah im fine *tries to stand but winces and leans against tree*

e: *is worried, but rolls eyes anyway* le,me call an uber

BREKAOUT ROOOM OVER NONOOOOOOOO ITS OK WE FINISHED THIS ARC TODAY WAS SO GOOD ABSOLUTELY BRILLAITN AS USUAL WE ARE AT 840 PERIODS LMAOAAAOOOO GOOD UGH HOW AMAZING IM EXCITED TO REREAD IT TOMOROW YESSS ME FUCKING TOO GAHAHAH

a/n Are they waiting for the uber or at home alreafy? first of all, use a/n, second up to u

(jacobs room)

J: ok im fine stop worrying

(the whole werewolf clan is surrounding jacob who is lying on his bed, edward is standing facing the corner awkwardly and covering his nose)

biylly: No son. you were attacked by some fucking fairyand i dont mean him *points to edward* like this is serious shit…. we should call a doctor… but who….

e: *quietly*……. i know… a doctor

a/n laksaodjjefiureyueryhu

J: who…….

e: *turns to face the gang, wich includes seth who i thnk is sexy* um……. carlisle…

J: wait your dad….leader of your incest clan….went to med school???

e: *hand twitches wanting to slap him, but can’t do so in front of his family, so restrains himself* ahem. yes. and we’re not an incest clan.

Billy: i aint bringing you to no vampire doctor we have to find someone else

J: no…..its ok…..i don't even need a doctor….

seth: *is a niner* dude… ur not even okl…. (what were his injuries again?) ur like body is like broken in multiple places…. but. *glares at edward* we can’t have more of Them in here……

e: *rolls eyes at seth* so what the fuck do u propose we do huh niner

seth: ……………… well if u really wanna know, i took grade 9 biology and also first aid….. i’m basically a doctor

a/n i really forget what happened to jacob but lets pretend hes basically dying (when isnt he)

J: uh no thanks seth…..really guys im ok….ive had worse….at least im alive…….

e: *still wants to slap him so bad but cant so instead slaps himself*

billy: wtf… *back to jacob* listen son. ur literally fukcing dying *gets emotional now* ….. we need to do something… *looks at seth* son… *(seth isn’t his son?) will u treat him?

seth: *smirks* ya of course billy…. *turns to jacob* listen ….. we can’t have u dying here…. us alphas need to look out for each other.

J; uhhhhhhhhh well like im kind of more beta…….but…...are you sure you know what youre doing????

billy: JACOB (does he have a middle name) BLACK NEVER CALL URSELF A BETA EVER A FUCKING GAIN THE BLAHJBLAHBLAH TRIBE HAS BLAHDDBASBDOISDHIAOSJDIASJAJ …..

seth: yea h jacob ur definitely an a**a wtf ok . so first i need to see ur injuries…. where r u hurt?

J: basically everywhere…..she kind of fucked me up….but its cool

e: *still doesn’t know what to do so goes back to facing the wall*

seth: okay well… im gonna need u to like… ahem…. u know…. .disrobe…

J: oh...yeahok….*glances at edward who is still facing the wall**starts to take off shirt revealing 12 pack abs*

a;/n: lMFAO

(collective gasp as they see jacob’s injuries)

e: *begins slamming his head into the wall*

billy: oh my god son. …… this is horrible

seth: alright uhhhhhhhh *is overwhelmed* um …. ,... well u have… um …. ur bleeding… and ur ribs are briken… so i gusss…… polysporin? edward can u pass it to me

e: *still staring at the wall* no

J: dude why are you always so difficult….plus after seth heals me hes gonna have to check you for a concussionos…..wtf r u doing????

e: *rolls eyes and turns around, but hes hit his head on the wall so hard that blood is dripping from his head into his eyes, blinding him (da blood from da dear ofc* he doesn’t need to fucking heal me. and i’ll get the polysporin. where is it?

J: in the bathroom i think…...down the hall to the left…

e: *goes to get it, blindly obviously and yeah he got it* *hands the polysporin to who he thinks is seth but he can’t actually see who he’s handing it to*

J: man are you ok??? Like maybe sit down for a bit…...thats not seth thats my dad

e: *angirly moves so hes handing it to seth, but in the process slaps seth in the face maybe not so accidentlly*

s: OH my fucking GOd *mutters* i fucking hate vampires stupid fucks *begins putting polysporin on jacob*

J: uhhhhh is this gonna work…..like my ribs are broken...maybe we should call edwards dad….*looks down knowing they gonna be mad at the idea*

e: *has reverted to sitting in the corner staring at the wall blindly so not actually staring ig*

billy: shut the fuck up jacob. seth is doing an awesome job. looks better already kid

seth: *smirks, looking in edward’s direction* yeah im doing awesome

J: but like…….whatever….if youre done leave edward and i alone for a second…

seth: *finishes bandagnig jacob up* ok. .. but if u need anything… .anythng,... just call ok buddy?

billy: *leaves*

J: so i think i need a real doctor now

s: no u don’t im all u need *leaves*

J: i definitely need a real doctor now…..can you call your dad?

e: he’s not my dad…. and i cant.

J: bruh why not u said u would earlier

e: *can’t really remember due to insane brain damage* uh…… well he’s in italy now. so . ……….. i mean… yeah.

J: dude come here let me see your head

e: no

J: not in a gay way in a im actually worried about your health way

e: *doesn’t actually know where he is in the room bc he refuses to wipe the blood from his eyes* um………………. fine….. *starts walking then trips on jacob’s textbook* wtf….

J: come here sit down *reaches over and grabs his arm guiding him to the bed* here dumbass *wipes blood away from his eyes* does it hurt really bad??

e: *flatly* im a vampire . nothing hurts me. *looks at his bandagings * what the fuck did he do. *rolls eyes* this is unacceptable… *under his breath* stupid dumb fucking niner idiot who fcuckgirn ais trying to one up me i kwjeoijfdoijdeow grrr

J: sorry i didnt hear that last part whats up?

e: oh my god just stfu and *tyler tehecreator voice* elt me do what i need to fucking do *violently rips his bandages off* lemme do it properly because carlisle is in….. china… like i siad

J: uh you said he was in like france or something...also this fucking hurts can you stop being so angry???

e: *no reply. begins piecing his ribs back together w surgical tools he pulled from his pocket* dont move

J: yeah whatever…...why do you have all this shit….nerd…

e: *bc jacob’s ribs were literally sepeareted from what is it called in the centre of the ribs forgot, but his heart is exposed* stfu…. why is ur heart still beating……. *grabs his beating heart*

J: bro what the fuck….don't do that whats wrong with you….maybe bc im still half werewolf???? idk…

e: *eyes change colour….. he goes very still*

(they are both covered in jacob;s blood)

J: uhhhhhhhh edward…..youre scaring me man…...maybe you should go...or just say something please…

e: * eyes r still that whatever colour, but goes back to work silently, and releases the heart* ………………………….. *finishes and starts sewing the skin back up, then looks jacob in the eyes* u rlly should stop begging me bruh,........ it onlymakes me hungrier

J: oh uuhhhhhh sorry????

e: *bandages are finished, assess his work….* ugh finally ur better…… *slaps him* ive been waiting to do that

J: dude wtf…..why are you like this

e: ………….. well i need to do my english project if u don’t mind *goes to face the wall and closes his eyes*..... ……… …

J: you know you can like sit down right…..you don't have to stand t=in the corner

e: *sighs audibly then moves backwards with his eyes still closed and sits on the corner of jacob’s bed but he’s basically just hovering over it*

J: youre so fucking dramatic….youre stuck with me for like two weeks or something so you should probably get used to being around me

e: *opens his eyes and glares at jacob* it’s one month first of all. and i don’t want to get used to you. you fucking stink and ur covered in blood.

J: *smirks* i thouht you liked blood...and you smell like shit too you know

BREAKOUIT ROROM ENDINGUIRNGTRIGNT NOOOOOOOOOOO FUCK UAK WHATS COMING NEXT EW IT WAS ME AND ROB FOR A SECOND EW OMG BRO WE BE WRITING 1K WORDS PER DAY BRUHHHHH OUR FIUCKING POWER ITS SO AMAZING

e: *smells himself* no i dont’ smell like i shit

J: *smirks* you do to me...ugly vampire smell

e: you really should respect me more…. im the one who fixed ur fucking ribs not like seth who used fucking POLYSPORIN

J: its ok….you don't need to be jealous of seth…..i don't like him like that

e: what the fuck>>??? im not jealous of him i literally never said that…… isn’t he ur fucking brother?

a/n hes not lmao edward doesn tknow that

J: wtf????? U thot he was my brother???? Not all native american werewolves are related asshole

e: yall arent….. then why tf are yall in the same tribe huh riddle me that

J: i……...we….how do you think tribes work?????

e: u tell me

a/n I GOT JUMPSCARED BY ROBS VOICE SO HARD LMAO LOL CAN HE STFU IDC AT ALL ME TOO YALL SHUT UP i straight up dont care this sucksnot interested in yalls feedback for us stfu with the “no one is left out” GUESS WHAT U WILL BE LEFT OUT IN LIFE THATS HOW IT IS ESPECIALLY IF UR FUCKING UGLY LIKE SOME OF YALL stfu with math bulshit 6 is divided by 4 simply will it to be TINA STFU LOL YES HAHAHA we will excluse ourselves “andie doesnt count” how dare u sigh there is no feedback they could possibly give us LMAO RIGHT ugh fuck this and i don't need yall yall can be a group if u wanna we always do anyways yall back to work stfu

J: we….just like hangout…...we aren’t related…….at all……

e: ……….oh……………………………………. well i had no idea thats how tribes work

J: you could have just asked…..

e: *doesn’t reply and goes back to work on his english project*

J: *rolls eyes* youre so fucking lame can u not be a nerd for 5 minutes???

e: *throws pencil like a dart and it sticks in jacobs forehead* LITERALLY WTF DO U WANT ME TO DO HUH. I DONT WANNA FUCKING BE HERE. BUT WE CANT GO OUTSIDE CUS ITS NIGHT (flashbacK: andrew’s curfew for who fucking knows why)

J: *dies*

e: *rolls eyes* i literally know ur not dead cus the curse is still on

J: *still dead*

e: *sighs* ……. * thinks about fall out boy specifically how whats his name never eununciates anything* helloooooooooooooo wake tf up ugly

J: *dead*

e: this aint a scene its a godamn ahms rahce , like why does he say it like that

J: idk man but its a banger tho

e: disagree its so fcuking annoinyg. ahms rahce ahms ahms and like when he says down he doesnt even say down its like dawhhhh

J: i mean yeah but its a classic….and his voice….iconic….

e: *shrugs* yeah ur right…. you know………………. back in the 60s i used to be in a band…

J: oh shit deadasss? Were yall any good????

e: *slaps his uninjured leg* obvioisl;y we were fucking good…. we were really popular too…. *sigh* i had so many bitches

J: *mad kind of bc bitches* well if u were so popular would i know any of your songs??? What was the band called???

e: ……….well ….. *pulls out guitar and drum kit and like every instrument and begins playing them* it goes alittle like this….. here comes the sun dododododood here comes the sun … .

a/n IM CRYING

J: wtf that shits sucks….ive literally never heard that before

e: *rolls eyes* obviously it sucks now , but back in the segragation days,,,,,,, this shit was spectuacualr.. ….. and btw, this is the BEATLES … which by the way,,,,,, i was in

J: wtf i have never heard of yall….u named ur band after a bug thats so weird…..ur shit is trash man

e: *slaps him but this time on the face* shtut he fuck up and stop talking shit about my band… ive literally never seen u do anything of worth in ur what…. how fucking old are u,.... like 16 years of life

J: i get so many bitches u would not believe

e: *rolsl eyes* LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL……. u know i can read everyone’s minds right? everyone and i mean everyone wants me at school….. like no one is thinking about u

J: *angry* maybe thats true but they only want u bc they think ur hot….if they actually got to know u no one and i mean no one would ever even look at you….youre disgusting and terrible and honestly not even that hot up close

e: *rolls eyes* listen old sport =..... when ur my age…. and also immortal… and sexy….. relationships with humans dont fucking matter. i dont need them to like me, cus guess what ? they re gonna fucking die anyways or ill proabbly eat them… they just need to think im hot. and by the way, i am fucking hot up close….. *tilts his head to remind jacob of their first talking or whatever encounter at edward’s house…….*

J: *angerily silent*.......

e: *starts laughing* like…….. i didnt even do anything and u were like….. .ahahahhahahahahhahahah

J; *still silent* …………………….

(momentarily silence, until edward notices his hands are still really bloody… )

e: *to himself* ugh…. this is gross……. *starts licking the blood off his hands* mmmmm

J: *makes disgusted face but still doesnt say anything*........

e: *finishes cleaning his hands and wipes it on jacob’s sheets* hmmm….. *checks phone* holy shit my amazon order is here…..

J: *mumbles* go get it then……

e: *goes to the downstairs or whatever and it should be ok bc its within like 20m but as soon as he gets to jacob’s door they both feel intense pain* wtf……… im not….. even…… 20m…. away …. from u ….

J: …...stupid….double….vampire...shit…..

e: ….. *comes closer to esase the pain* ugh…. im so…. fukcing… mad… u sfuckign idit…… *punches hole in jacob’s wall.* …. ok u need to come with me downstairs so i can get my package

J: i literally cant fucking walk selfish idiot

e: grrr.r…… i need…. my mf.../.. amazon prime bed thing……… fine…. *throws jacob over his shoulder* u dont need to walk

J: ahhhh wtf...ur so fucking weird...this is gay man

e: its literally not so stfu *goes downstairs to get his package*

(billy and other wolf members: :|

J: what the fuck is wrong with u u could have gotten someone to bring it p for u wtf

e: *rolls eyes and bends to get the package* …. i have amazon prime^2,,,,,, the package will explode if it doesnt recognize my fingerprint *scans his fingerprint* and my eyeball *scans eyeball and gets package to go upstairs*

J: i hate rich people so fucking much what is wrong with you

e: *throws jacob back onto his bed and rips open the package with his vampire teeth* fuckign finally

J: ok can we get some fucking sleep now???? This day has been way too much

e: *looks him up and down* yeah for u maybe…. vampires dont even need sleep *sets up bed, its literally huge and takes up most of jacobs room*

J: THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU NEED A BED FOR THEN?????????

e: *slaps him* stop fuckign questioning me…. i need it to relax in…. and watch tik toks…

J: what the fuck….you know what i don't care…..good fucking night….

e: *doesn’t reply and gets settled in his huge bed and opens tik tok and watches them at high volume no headphones*

J: BRUH CAN U GET SOME FUCKING HEADPHONES WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU e: *looks up to jacob across the room* i forgot them at home… holdup lkemme amazon prime some new ones

J: bruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh just like turn the volume down

e: *exhales through nose at a funny tiktok and doesn’t hear jacob*

J: what. the . fuck. *puts pillow over head and tried to sleep*

e: *is now standing on his bed attempting to learn a tik tok dance but hes super tall so his head keeps slamming against the ceiling* renegade rengage

BREAKOUT ROROMRM ENDEIDN STOP NMITERUPTTING MY FUCKING SETENCE I KNOW LOL DID BUT THATS SO FUCKING FUNNYnegade reennegadge

Sorry bro ok bye

(now is morning)

e: *been watching tik toks all night long*

J: *has not slept at all* bruhhhhhhhhhh

e: *has learned every dance possible, now is 2nd after charli damelio in popularity* stfu im working

J: i cant do this…….we need to figure something else out…….

e: *puts his phone downe for the first time in hours* *sighs* …….. jacob,.... u need to understand this…… *sad music begins to play, lights down, spotlight on edward* *ewdward looks out the window wistfully* im….. im a father now jacob….. i dont have time to “figure things out”...... fatherhood was thrown into my life….

J: wtf…….u r literallykt not in ur childs life at al…...do u even pay child support…..rich bitch…...ur not a father…...u just fucked a girl…….

e: *rolls eyes* first of all, she’s half vamp half faerie like she literally doesnt need money to livem, second that wasn’t just any girl that was bella swan………. i feel terribly guilty jacob,...... i should be in rmeumememeueneneseeeses’s life

J: bruh…...so ur like in love with bella now????? And wtf…….what r u gonna do raise her now???? Nah i don wanna be part of this

e: dude… im not in love with her… it’s just my duty as a father………. And who said ur gonna be a part of this? ……… *thinks* maybe i should get married to her?

J: u literally just said she don't need u so why u acting different???? Also im gonna have to be a part of this bc we cannot be more than 10m apart idiot

e: that’s literally temporary………………………………..

J: oh so ur just gonna wait til this is over….shes gonna hate u

e: *slaps him* u don’t know that…… plus it’ll be a good way to pass a couple centuries…..

J: bro but i DO know that….my mom left us or died or sometihng…..and like….if she came back into my life now….id hate her……

e: yeah but ur a fucking werewofl us vampires and feareires dont think like that….. why are u so against this?

J: honestly do whatever u want……...ill be fine as long as youre away from me……

e: well…….. good… glad we’re on the same page *goes back to his bed to watch tiktoks*

J: *sighs and lies on bed staring at the ceiling* *thinks* this is probably a good thing….edward has brought me nothing but pain….

e: *doesn’t scroll on the tiktok whe’s watching so the sound keeps playing over and over again and hes thinking……: why….. do i feel so guilty? i thought it was about renesueme but…………... *out loud* uh. /…… .were we supposed to um go to mclonad’s or something?

J:.......oh yeah….i guess…..if you wanted to….

e: *suddenly annoyed* it was ur fucking idea to go……….

J: bro whatever chill…..lets go then….

e: ok……. like we dont have to go if u dont want to…. its just u mentioned it…..

J: no like we can go….anythings better than hunting with u….

e: ok but do you want to go or u just saying that cus then its a fucking waste of time

J: OH MY GOD LETS JUST GO

e: *slaps him* dont use that attitude with me ,...... u fucking dog

J: *rolls eyes* what the fuck ever…..ur driving

e: i didn’t bring my car with me stupid…….

J: well what the fuck r we gonna do then?????????

e: …… dont u have a car or smthn……. or we could run there

J: im poor remember????? And im also still injured>>>so like wtf now

e: (flashback: new moon, jacob literally has a motorcycle) …./…. dont u have a motorcycle or a truck helllooooooooo

J: ur so fucking insensitive…….we had to sell those to buy groceries…….fuck you…..

e: *under his breath* i guess no sharing motorcycle drivigng…. *sigh* ok uber eatss?

J: yeah whatever…….oh wait….seth has a motorcycle i think….maybe we could ask to borrow it…..

e: *annnoyed* ew…. i dont wanna use seth’s motorcycle……

J: bruhhhhhhhhh y r u always so fucking difficult

e: im not difficult bruh

J: u fucking r

e: fine. use fuckings seth’s motorycycle from him hes ugly anyway

J: alright sick

#twilight #Edward cullen #Jacob black #Bella swan #fanfiction #gay #lgbt

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duckverse-imaginations-archived · 4 years

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Drakepad for the ship questions (because you deserve it :] )

Yes thank you!!! Otp number 1 your amazing cause now I can geek out about them

~Launchpad McQuack x Drake Mallard~

•Who is the most affectionate?

Drake, he cant keep his hands to himself. Always holding on to Launchpad or pulling him down for kisses cause height wont stop him.

•Big spoon/Little spoon?

LP is the big spoon he loves holding Drake close to him so he can rest his face in Drakes neck

•Most common argument?

Likely these two fight about throwing themselves into danger trying to save the other. Neither one wants to imagine what could happen.

•Favorite non-sexual activity?

Watching Darkwing Duck together

•Who is most likely to carry the other?

Launchpad likely to carry Drake especially if Drake is tried from late nights

•What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

Drake just loves how big Launchpad is in general

Launchpad loves how expressive Drakes face and body language is especially when he monologues

•What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Drake wants to be better and trys to be more open

Launchpad trys to face his fears more so he can help Drake out

•Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

Launchpad- DW cause Drake is Darkwing duck

Drake- LP cause it matches with what he calls him. Also Big guy cause well obvious reasons.

These two dorks definitely call each other sweetie honey bea babe and anything else

•Who worries the most?

Drake actually, it's one thing if he gets hurt but if Launchpad is hurt he goes full mother hen

•Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

Launchpad tends to pick up food for stake outs so hes memorized Drakes order after awhile

•Who tops?

I see Drake as a switch and Launchpad definitely dosent mind. But Launchpad also enjoys pushes Drake over the edge.

•Who initiates kisses?

Both any chance they get. They have a toll system kiss to pass

•Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

Drake tends to especially if they are watching a movie Goslyn picked

•Who kisses the hardest?

Both. these two just have to express thier feelings always

•Who wakes up first?

Launchpad definitely he dosent need much sleep to be ready for the day again

•Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Drake all day if possible, forever if Launchpad stays with him

•Who says I love you first?

Could be either but for this Drake did. After second guessing if he should or it for a long time

"I love you, God your gorgeous and amazing and I just want you to crush me"

"You what?"

"Did I stutter?"

•Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

Drake leaves Launch pad notes

Hey big guy I know you tend to just grab whatever you can but please eat something better today. I made everything with love. Oh please grab some milk were almost out! Love you lots!!

•Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?

Launchpad cant help but share that hes dating Drake first chance he gets

If drake has adopted gosyln before he talks to her about it

•What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

Goslyn is all for it she knows they are meant to be

The McDuck family isnt surprised at all they knew it would happen

•Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?

Drake he likes to dip Launchpad and of course Launchpad swoons over it

•Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

Launchpad tries his best, but Drake tends to take over cooking duty he has more practice with it

•Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

Drake always dosent matter even if married hes gonna hit his husband up

Drake: "I wanna be a super hero guess my name"

Launchpad: "oh easy Darkwing Duck"

Drake: "nope I'm yourman" winks

Launchpad: *blushing* "can you put your costume on?"

•Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

Despite how innocent he seems Launchpad dose it's just another form affection to him and he loves making Darkwing duck blush

•Who needs more assurance?

Drake, hes got a bit of issues going on especially when it comes to being a parent worried about being like his.

But Launchpad has some of his own trending to worry about how long his usefulness will last

•What would be their theme song?

I made a whole post on them making a playlist for each other mainly for songs I felt fit them best so out of all of those definitely saying

Did I say that outloud by bear naked ladies

•Who would sing to their child back to sleep?

Both, launchpad more often will though. Drake tends to only sing the one song since its connected to such a speical moment for him

•What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Launchpad may be off with scrooge either driving him somewhere or on an adventure or hes hanging out with Dewey

Drake may just be soloing as Darkwing duck or at SHUSH or hes having to meet with Gosplyns principal again

•one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

Drakes been made to feel he pushes people away or hurts them, so he pushes down his feeling for Launchpad for so long feeling he doesn't deserve that happiness and out of fear of hurting Launchpad something he just couldn't live with

•one headcanon about this OTP that mends it

That Launchpad fell for him too and is honest about it and willing to be patient for Drake as they figure things out together because he loves Drake and really wants to see where things will go.

♡♡♡♡♡♡

#ducktales #ducktales2017 #ducktales head cannons #i need more drakepad in my life #drake mallard #launchpad mcquack #drakepad #duckverse headcannons

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cutemoniic · 7 years

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☠ ♥ ♦ ♢

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

a) not tag stuff at all and share frequent untagged gore expecially eye one (side blogs/vents/goreblogs are okay, i can just unfollow if i see something disturbing)b) not tag peoples urls, so i cannot blacklist or avoid them, but this isnt necessary most of the times so dw!!c) frequently bringing up ooc drama on my dash. nnn...o thank youd) often (around five times is enough to piss me off for sure) provoke my muse and never getting around the consequences aka not having read my rules and/or refusing to plot this particular thing out. again: im open to ooc communication and if youre not comfortable with it we can work a way around, BUT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD: CONTACT MEe) be a jerkwad to everyone f) interact with tumblr user v//om//it///spi//ll aka my ex moirail despite knowing what happened between us and how much it stressed me out, even bringing me to the brink of suicide. i wont stop you from interacting with them, but if you do then i strongly suggest that you unfollow (and possibly block) me and never try to interact with me again both icly and oocly. i will not answer you. there are a few exceptions that im making and those are enough.

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

me feeling paranoid over unanswered threads. there isnt a rp thing that genuinely scarred me up until now, just made me feel very annoyed??? i can start one with a simple: someone my muse was close with and developing a relationship not being able to ''take me messaging them too much'' but being more than able to take everyone elses messages, incredibly. obviously one of their friends pursued me to ask me to stop contacting them despite them never telling me anything of all sort of making me feel like i was a problem and needing to back off (and thats where i got bitter. why not communicating with me yourself? why using messengers???), we meddled things after i apologized and stuff was well for a while, but suddendly they pulled another 360° and WHAMMM blocked off their blogs and skype, calling me a stalker when i didnt even messaged them on their skype again and lived in anxiety of disturbing them and only liking some of their posts to let them see that i was here, still. they made a long reply shit talking me to an anon and im just... lol. if you cannot communicate well you shouldnt punish people for that. even after that, all of my rp partners are HELLA okay with me messaging them even when offline to tell them silly headcanons or leaving them affections so definitely: the problem wasn't me there, so idc. glad that theyre gone anyway! i retconnected everything just in case.

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

someone repeteatedly trying to spark ic drama that was unplanned and unwanted to try and ruin sims reputation, didnt showed proofs so it wasnt a matter that i dwelled too much in. people are still rping with me as far as i know, so?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

yup, and theyre still reported on my blog for that. i genuinely cannot stand people who do that. i can understand that not having to plan anything for your oc and having them made entirely by leeching off someone elses headcanons/way of dressing/characters trait is easy, but it's HORRIBLE and it puts rpers in a very, very bad position. i stopped feeling guilty about confronting them when they faked a panic attack just to get away from the situation and to not admit of them being copycats. im still bitter over this, but i recently got told that they deactivated, so maybe the lesson finally went through!

#;;ooc #ask to tag ;;#Anonymous

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josai · 7 years

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someone i once knew

This one is for @paradoxicalpsychic ! Thank you so much for so much encouragement and prompts!! Read on AO3 here!

Talking has never been Aomine’s strong suit.

Words just… aren’t easy.

Aomine is brash and abrasive; he says whatever is on his mind, and really doesn’t give a shit about the consequences. You don’t like being told the truth right to your face? Tough. He’s not the kind to sugarcoat things, because he honestly just doesn’t see the point in it.

If he’s being honest, his nature has always been a cause of strain in his relationships. Some of his friends have gone, not willing to put up with it; the few who have stuck around have helped dull the edges around his personality, but he’s never going to be a nice guy. It’s just not who he is.

But since his poor attitude has lost him the only relationship he ever really wanted to try for - well, he has realized that he can’t keep living his life this way.

Still, though, when confronted with someone, the words that he really wants to say, the ones buried deep, they really struggle to come out. When he’s forced into social interactions, he just reverts back to old habits.

It’s a lot easier talking to someone… not face-to-face.

He’s only been talking to Tiger for about a month now, but it feels like he’s grown closer to him - to this friend online that he’s never actually met - than anyone else in a very long time. It was a good decision to move to the American servers one afternoon when he’d had just about enough of shit on his own.

Now, if you ask Aomine, he’s still not exactly sure how it happened. It started in a game of Overwatch, online - grouping up after a good competitive game, and playing together for a couple of hours. They added each other as friends, which lead to chatting in-game - which then turned into exchanging contact information and messaging each other.

What began as a simple message of “Game tonight?” has evolved to so, so much more.

They talk about everything and anything. It’s like nothing is off-limits - whatever they’re thinking about, whatever comes to mind. Things they’re watching on tv. Stress at work. Friends, family. They can talk without worrying about anything, because Aomine knows that Tiger’s not going to judge him. Why would he? They don’t know each other in real life. Their opinions really don’t matter, at the end of the day.

When it really comes down to it, if Tiger and he ever really had a disagreement, they could just stop talking to each other, and that would be it. No awkward hellos in the elevator, no having to see one another at parties - none of it.

Maybe that’s the beauty of it.

Not that Aomine would want to do that, though. He’s actually managed to… open up. He’s told Tiger about a lot of things that he’s hardly talked about with his friends. His struggle with anxiety; his fears of not being able to hold down a proper relationship. Hell, he’s even told him about his ex!

He never imagined being able to open up about Kagami. The two dated for only six months, and it was such an emotional roller coaster for Aomine. The two were just awful at communicating with each other, selfish and unforgiving. They probably shouldn’t have even tried - the timing was awful, and they both just had too much happening in their lives - but they wanted to. Aomine wanted to, because he loved him, and when things were good, they did make each other happy.

If only Aomine could have been honest with him. If only he hadn’t pushed him away when he was injured and pulled out of the world of professional basketball. If only he’d trusted, maybe things would have ended differently -

Aomine’s run over every situation in his head, despite the fact that he knows it’s not going to ever really be fixed. He can’t go back in time, and they’ve been over for more than six years now. He’s pretty sure Kagami isn’t even in town anymore, anyway.

It’s been almost freeing to have an outside perspective, to have someone else tell him that he’s not a monster for breaking up with him. That it takes two.

Between the two of them, conversation just comes simply, easily.

He finds himself reaching for his phone a lot, and he doesn’t particularly want to stop.

They have a lot in common. They both play video games, sure, but they also both like basketball - even though they have different favourite NBA teams - they watch the same shows on television, and they have similar personalities. Hell, they even both work as firefighters, albeit on different sides of the world.

After a long day at work, Aomine heads home and goes straight for the couch. He flops down, falling into the fabric easily; it’s comforting, and he flips over on his back to get more comfortable. He contemplates turning on the television, but there’s no game on that he needs to see, and he doesn’t feel like listening to cooking show repeats as background noise.

He hesitates, before pulling his cell phone out of his pocket. It lights up in his hands, indicating a new discord message, so he opens it up right away.

[10tigerprincess]: i swear to god, if i have to hear my boss mispronounce my name one more time, i’m gonna lose it

[10tigerprinces]: and the court by my place is still under constructions so i cant even do that ffs

Aomine laughs, shaking his head. He doesn’t even need to think, his reply coming out easily.

[jamparadise]: still? It’s been what - two weeks already?

[10tigerprincess]: yeah i’m starting to get real fuckin tilted

[10tigerprincess]: won’t ever be able to practice at this rate

[jamparadise]: dw you wont ever be able to beat me anyways

[10tigerprincess]: i look forward to proving you wrong

[10tigerprincess]: but you still gotta send me a clip of that “special shot” of yours you say you can do, ok? i’ll believe it’s kickass when i see it

[jamparadise]: sure, remind me after i eat

[10tigerprincess]: takeout again?

[jamparadise]: fuck you

[jamparadise]: i’m too tired to cook

[10tigerprincess]: canned soup isnt cooking either but ok

[10tigerprincess]: do you even eat vegetables?

[jamparadise]: this burger definitely has lettuce on it

[10tigerprincess]: this is why i worry about you

[jamparadise]: haha, hilarious

[10tigerprincess]: i’m serious

Aomine rolls his eyes, and takes a big bite of his burger. He slides back a little further on the couch, and exhales; it’s been a while since he’s had one. He doesn’t eat them too often, but a good cheeseburger is just what he needs, every once in a while.

[jamparadise]: nah, well, it’s a place my ex used to like. i don’t go there much now that we aren’t together anymore.

[10tigerprincess]: why not? Is here there a lot?

[jamparadise]: i haven’t seen him there but, it’s just… i guess i’m scared i’ll run into him

[10tigerprincess]: hasn’t it been, like, a few years?

[jamparadise]: yea but still, idk

[10tigerprincess]: are you still pining?

[jamparadise]: fuck no!

[10tigerprincess]: aw, it’s cute

[jamparadise]: oh stfu. are we gonna play tonight or what?

[10tigerprincess]: yeah sure, i probably won’t be home until late tho, so long as that’s okay

[jamparadise]: no problem. just text me a couple of times if i dont respond right away.

[10tigerprincess]: gonna nap?

[jamparadise]: i think so. worked the morning shift so i’m exhausted

[10tigerprincess]: ok, i’ll text you, have a good rest

[jamparadise]: thanks princess

[10tigerprincess]: i will cut you

[jamparadise]: don’t work too hard

[jamparadise]: royalty really shouldn’t

[10tigerprincess]: ffs jam

Aomine snorts, and finishes up the rest of his cheeseburger. It’s good - he needs to remember to go there more often. If he runs into Kagami - fine. They’re not kids anymore, so he probably isn’t holding a grudge… right?

He finishes his food, and contemplates moving to bed - but that really seems like too much work - so he stretches out on his couch, legs hanging off the end because it’s really too small of a space for him. He turns on his phone, to pick some music to listen to while he sleeps, but remembers that clip he said he’d send to Tiger.

It’s been a while since he’s seriously practiced some basketball moves, but there’s one he just can’t seem to get right. He doesn’t have anyone to practice with seriously around home, either - anyone who will, is still far below his level, even though he stopped training long ago - so it’s just him and the court. The last time he was there he had Satsuki record a clip of him trying it out - maybe Tiger will be able to give him some pointers on what he could be doing better. So he sends the clip over, and opens up his music for some good rainy mood music. It always puts him to sleep.

He drops his phone down on the coffee table, and closes his eyes. Sleep tugs at his senses almost immediately - he’s been overworking himself lately and he knows it, but he has to. He can almost taste his next promotion. He’s been at the edge of it, of moving up to supervisor, which he feels like it’s time for. He just has to keep at it.

It feels like no time at all has passed when the sound of his ringtone fills his ears - it’s a loud song from an artist he recently discovered, with a heavy beat that always wakes him up. Groggily, he blinks a couple of times, before stretching his long limbs up and grabbing his cell phone. He turns it on, stumbling through his passcode, before it opened up to reveal the messages.

17 unread messages.

What the fuck?

He opens them up, and finds that half of them are from Satsuki, who has a habit of sending texts with just a single word on each line, so it’s really just one message. But the rest are from Tiger.

[10tigerprincess]: are you serious?

[10tigerprincess]: i just got that video

[10tigerprincess]: thats you?

[10tigerprincess]: is this a joke?

What is he getting on about? Aomine ignores the rest of the messages and instead types a new reply.

[jamparadise]: uh yeah, it is. wtf? whats wrong with you?

[10tigerprincess]: seriously???

[10tigerprincess]: youre fucking with me, right?

[jamparadise]: no??? wtf dude??

[10tigerprincess]: oh.

[jamparadise]: whats your problem??

[10tigerprincess]: no. no problem.

[jamparadise]: ???

[10tigerprincess]: nevermind. It was just impressive

[jamparadise]: well i told you so

[10tigerprincess]: dont let it go to your head

[10tigerprincess]: but why didnt you to pro?? seems like you could have

[jamparadise]: no, can’t. got injured right after hs when they were scouting...can still play but not at a pro level anymore

[10tigerprincess]: oh… i’m sorry

[jamparadise]: dont be, ive made my peace with it

[jamparadise]: you done being weird now? you still want to play?

[10tigerprincess]: sure, give me 10. just finishing my food. wanted to make sure you were awake.

[jamparadise]: alright, cool. i’ll warm up.

Aomine stares down at his phone, still confused, but shakes it off. Maybe Tiger thought he wasn’t being serious about being good at basketball.

Well, now he knows the truth about that, at least.

He heads over to the computer, logging on, and promptly forgets all about the weirdness as they get lost in an evening of gaming.

Work gets busier, which means Aomine has less and less time to spend online. Some days he manages to answer Tiger’s messages, other days not - his friend doesn't seem to be bothered by it, but always makes sure to check in a few times a day, just to make sure everything is okay.

When he finally gets a three-day weekend - which is practically unheard of, but it comes as a sort of bonus with his new promotion - Aomine spends the first day sleeping until long in the afternoon. It’s after three by the time he manages to shake himself awake, drowsy and dazed, but feeling good and rested - finally.

Not ready to stand up, he reaches for his phone and it lights up; he’s got a few messages, which he answers pretty quickly. A few buddies from work, Satsuki, and - Tiger.

He’s worried, again, and Aomine can understand why. He knows he’d be worried if the situations were reversed - so he wants to quell that.

[jamparadise]: hey, i’m awake. pretty sure i just slept for 12 hours straight

[10tigerprincess]: feeling human again?

[jamparadise]: yeah, i’ll be back to normal once i shower

[jamparadise]: still smell like smoke... idk if i’ll ever get used to how it clings to you

[10tigerprincess]: idk, probably not

[jamparadise]: well, whatever, it’s easy enough to get rid of

[10tigerprincess]: for some reason i feel like youre the kind of guy who uses a million bath products anyway

[jamparadise]: wtf no, only like 4

[10tigerprincess]: 4?

[jamparadise]: dont believe the “hair and body wash” bullshit, that shits not good for your hair or your skin

[10tigerprincess]: well i’m fucked

[jamparadise]: you won’t be, unless you get your shit together

[10tigerprincess]: thanks for the advice tips

[jamparadise]: first one’s free, after that it’s $50 a pop

[10tigerprincess]: you’re expensive

[jamparadise]: you get what you pay for

[jamparadise]: i’m not some cheap ten dollar experience

[10tigerprincess]: i see that, high-class

[10tigerprincess]: well what’s your plan for today? wanna game?

[jamparadise]: fuck yeah, im ready for an 8 hour marathon

[jamparadise]: be on in 30

He’s ready to move his body by the time he gets out of bed; he makes his way to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and stepping into the shower. He uses his six products in the shower - Tiger doesn’t need to know the whole truth - coming out of the shower and taking his time in putting on a pair of clean, warm clothes to lounge around in. It’s an old pair, from back in the training academy - they’re worn and hang a little low on his hips, but he likes how soft they are.

Food seems like a lot of work, but Aomine knows that if he doesn’t eat something proper that he’s going to get an earful from Tiger about it. He raids his fridge, and finds some leftover rice. He may not be a chef, but even he can cut up some vegetables and fry them up with the rice. It’s a quick and easy meal; in no time he has a bowl full of food that he sets down on his desk, grabbing a cold bottle of beer to go with it.

He plops down into his chair - which yes, he spent way too much money on, but it’s comfy as hell when he spends hours in it - and crosses his legs, starting up his dishwater computer. It churns to life, slowly, as he pulls out his phone.

[jamparadise]: starting up my comp now. you good?

[10tigerprincess]: yeah

[10tigerprincess]: can we talk on mic today?

[jamparadise]: huh? sure i guess?

[10tigerprincess]: i mean it’ll be easier than typing during the game

[jamparadise]: yeah i guess that’s true.

Aomine shrugs; he really doesn’t care, he just can’t be bothered to set up his headset half of the time, and Tiger never has his on so they don’t use it. He gets up to get it, digging it out of his tech cupboard, before coming back and plugging it all in. By the time he’s ready, his computer is up and he starts up the game. He’s fixing his headphones around his ears when the main menu loads, and he’s immediately thrown an invite.

10tigerprincess invited you to a group. Press Y to accept, N to decline.

He clicks on Y and as soon as they’re in group chat, he hears a bit of static, and then what has to be Tiger’s voice fills his ears.

“Hey,” he says, and his voice resonates somewhere in Aomine. They’ve never voice chatted before, but for some reason he sounds so familiar… so wholesome. His voice is deep, and masculine; it shows his age, but in a good way - they’re not teenagers. It brings a smile to Aomine’s face.

“Hey yourself,” Aomine answers, picking up his bowl of fried rice.

“How’s it going?” Tiger asks, his voice easing as the microphone settles in picking up the sounds, but he sounds.. A little weird. Well, not that Aomine has much to compare to, but his voice sounds hesitant, almost. He must be on open mic, because Aomine can hear the sound of his keystrokes, and his mouse moving across the desk. It sounds like he doesn’t have a mousepad.

“Great,” he answers, a mouth full of food. He chews, and swallows it down with a heavy sigh. “I’m home now, so that’s good.”

Tiger makes a hum to show that he’s listening, but he doesn’t say anything. Aomine can hear him clicking on his keyboard.

With no answer, Aomine keeps on talking. He’s never been one to be too quiet. “Hey, what’s up with the voice chat? I thought you hated using mics.”

“What?” Tiger clears his throat, “Oh, uh, I never had a good mic before. But I bought one this morning.”

“You bought one? Why?” Aomine finishes the last of his rice, dropping his bowl on the side of his desk with a loud clank. Tiger tuts in annoyance before answering.

“Well, I don’t know, it just seemed like a good idea.” He huffs, sounding almost annoyed, and the sound amuses Aomine. He wants to push it a little bit further-

But, then he hears another soft sigh, and he relents. He’ll torture him another day.

“Sure, it is.” Aomine nods, and their queue ends, throwing them into a quick play match to warm up. Aomine thinks something is off when Tiger picks Torbjorn to warm up with - he’s pretty strictly a tank main, and it’s a character he hardly chooses, but he doesn’t question it. Aomine makes his selection, and the game starts.

It’s a good thing they’re just warming up, because Tiger is all over the place - missing shots, standing still and getting killed, not contesting the payload - all things he would have ripped someone apart for doing, on a normal day.

As the game ends with the inevitable Defeat , Aomine breaks the silence. “Everything okay?”

“Hm?” Tiger hums, before inhaling sharply. “‘Course. Just warming up.”

“Right,” he nods, “you just don’t usually suck so damn hard.”

Tiger snorts, and the atmosphere relaxes; Aomine breathes a little bit easier in their second game when Kagami goes back to choosing characters he’s good with. Aomine, like the little shit he is, has to annoy the entire team with his Hanzo pick. It’s great.

Chatting comes easy, during the game - not a lot, but there’s some in-between enemy callouts, and cursing whoever’s killed them last.

They’re in the middle of a match, Aomine is concentrating heavily on getting some sniper kills, when a sound breaks his concentration and he misses, getting counter-sniped instead. He curses under his breath, shaking his head; but he still hears it, a quiet, soft hum coming from his headset.

Tiger is humming . Aomine has no idea what the song is - probably some American pop song, which Aomine can’t be bothered to follow, despite his English being pretty decent - but there’s something about it that just strikes a chord in him-

Oh, wait.

Kagami used to hum.

Fuck.

Aomine sighs, hesitating as his character spawns back into the game. He hasn’t thought about Kagami much at all lately - not now that he’s been so busy with work, and he’s had Tiger to hang out with on his down-time - and he isn’t ready to think about him now.

“Jam? What are you doing?” The humming stops and Tiger speaks, jarring Aomine out of his thoughts. “Are you disconnecting? Lagging? You and your damn ping-”

“No, no, it’s fine,” Aomine reassures him, shaking his head. He moves just in time before he gets booted for inactivity, and tries to shake off that familiar feeling, to no avail. They fall back into the game - Tiger keeps humming, and Aomine’s nerves are on edge for a little while, until it actually starts to relax him.

Tiger doesn’t seem to notice Aomine’s distress, thankfully, and they win the game; one victory turns into three, and Aomine is pleased that they’re on a winning streak. They’re just about to win their first match when somebody on the other team starts shit talking them in the chat; of course, both Tiger and Aomine are quick to respond, snorting and laughing at the salt and just how bad this unfortunate player is.

jamparadise: gg eeeez

jamparadise: I'm wrestling with some insecurity issues in my life but thank you all for playing with me.

Handsoap: fkin toxic

10tigerprincess: the only one who can beat me is me

Aomine freezes.

His heart is somewhere between his throat and his chest cavity, and his voice comes out strained. “What did you just say?”

“Huh?” Tiger sounds confused, and he probably is - Aomine doesn’t remember saying that, hasn’t really since he quit basketball, so there’s no way he could know - “We both played the same character, and I wrecked. He’s just gotta deal.” He snorts a laugh, and crunches down on whatever snack he’s eating, chips or popcorn in some ridiculous American quantity, probably.

“I’ll be right back,” Aomine spits out, and promptly mutes his mic. He ignores Tiger’s voice on the other end, pulling off his headphones and dropping them down on his desk with a loud clank.

He heads to the bathroom to splash water on his face, but it doesn’t do anything to help calm his nerves, or ease the churning in his stomach.

They lose the next game.

Every time they play from that point on, Tiger uses his mic.

Aomine comes to enjoy the sound of his voice, although he doesn’t stop getting little reminders of things that he liked.

Things that he misses.

After a long day and some games, they sit on Discord and just… talk.

It’s been a couple of hours now since they finished playing and turned off the game, but neither one has hung up. They talk about nothing, but also anything - Aomine doesn’t feel like he’s having to force the conversation, either. Topics come up naturally, or Tiger steers the conversation in a new direction.

“You sleeping okay now?” Tiger asks, voice light. He remembers everything Aomine tells him - he can tell he’s listening, because it’s been almost a month since he mentioned his difficulties sleeping.

“Eh,” Aomine shrugs, even though Tiger can’t see it. “Better than before, but still not great. Usually at least a few hours in the night.” It’s better when I fall asleep after listening to you talk, he thinks, but there’s no way he’s saying that out loud.

“Any idea what’s causing it?”

“Not sure exactly.” Aomine shifts, finding a comfortable spot, crossing his legs on his chair. “It was never great. Got worse when I quit basketball; got better for a while, but the last couple of months have been rough at work, so it’s probably that.”

“Ah, yeah,” Tiger hums, “That’ll do it. We had a bad fire about six months ago? I still dream about it sometimes.” He pauses, and then holds back a bit of laughter. “You know what actually really helped?”

“What?”

“Nature documentaries. I don’t know what it is - but something about just watching something peaceful while falling asleep was just… nice? It sounds even more stupid when I say it out loud,” he laughs, full-bodied and wholesome, the sound resonating deep within Aomine, somewhere, “I’m pretty sure I watched every documentary narrated by David Attenborough within the span of like, a month. I’d just put them on before bed. Sometimes it was just background noise, to fill the quiet of the apartment. Other times I’d watch and just let myself think about nothing else. I’ve got a whole shelf that’s just for nature videos.”

“Are you serious?” Aomine laughs, shaking his head. That was not what he expected to hear - but at the same time, it completely fits, and it feels so real. “How many of these documentaries are about tigers?”

A chuckle, and, “Only about six.”

Aomine snorts, “Only?”

“I like tigers, okay?”

“Yeah, I got that, princess. ” He snickers, enjoying the way that Tiger lets out a huge, annoyed sigh. “Still can’t believe that name. I was hopin’ it’d be some hot chick, but then as soon as you started typing, it was so clear that wasn’t you.”

“Were you disappointed?” Tiger asks, and it’s meant to come off casual, but he sounds almost concerned.

“Disappointed? Fuck no. This is even better. Now I know there’s a very masculine firefighter who willingly lets people on the Internet call him Princess .” Tiger lets out a full-bodied laugh, and the sound brings a smile to his face.

“Well, good. Because I… kind of have something I want to tell you.” He inhales, and if Aomine didn’t know any better, he’d think he was nervous.

“Yeah?” Aomine holds back a yawn against the back of his hand; he’s tired, he worked a full shift today and then came online to play with Tiger, as this was one of the few times that worked with their time zone differences.

“I’m coming to Japan, and I’d like to meet up.”

Aomine freezes. “...What?”

“Yeah,” Tiger clears his throat, voice picking up, “I have family there, and there’s a funeral I need to come back for - nobody that I really even knew, so it’s okay, but, since I’m going to be there, I was thinking, if you want to…”

Silence drops down heavily, but Aomine doesn’t have to even consider his reply. “Yeah. I want to.”

Things move in fast-forward after that.

Tiger tells him he’s coming in a week and a half - the funeral is just outside of Tokyo, so it isn’t far from where Aomine lives and works. Aomine has to trade half of his soul and McDonalds breakfast for two weeks just to get the days off on such short notice, but he knows it’ll be worth it.

His apartment isn’t too big of a disaster - he’s gotten not half-bad at cleaning, really - but he still spends his day off cleaning things up. He isn’t even sure if they’ll end up here, TIger hasn’t shared his plans yet, other than where they’ll meet up, in five days time.

He’s nervous, even though he doesn’t know why .

Tiger knows that he can be a shithead sometimes. He’s talked him off the edge, he’s provided him comfort after a long, grueling week of work; he’s worried about him, he’s been his friend. They talk shit together daily. He knows what he’s getting into.

Right?

Besides, they’re just friends.

Right?

He feels sixteen again, nerves alight with anticipation as he pours over possibilities for things that they can do together. He knows that Tiger likes basketball - they could head down to the court by his house, maybe shoot some hoops. Food? That’s always good. He’s probably not staying long. He didn’t tell Aomine when he was heading home, but it can’t be more than a few days for something like this.

He figures that they’ll do something low-key, maybe come back to watch a game or something. Of course, Aomine gets all the best sports channels.

He’s still not calm enough to get a good night’s sleep, though.

They exchange e-mails, and Aomine gets a message as soon as Tiger lands in Japan.

His skin tingles with anticipation. He’s always known that there is literally an entire ocean separating them, keeping their friendship - or whatever this is - from being in the flesh.

But not anymore.

Aomine has to finish his shift, and does so with vigor; he feels renewed, energy coming from some unknown place, considering that he hasn’t been sleeping well.

He finishes later than anticipated after they get a call out - almost by an hour , and he’s annoyed, but he knows that Tiger isn’t going to be upset about it. He knows what it feels like. Aomine rushes back to his apartment, throwing his phone in its charger while he hops in the shower.

He cleans himself off quickly, effectively getting rid of all the grime from work, stepping out feeling refreshed and invigorated. He gets dressed, not having to think about his options because he’s already laid everything out; a pair of clean, dark jeans, and a gray shirt. He steps into his favourite red shoes, picking up his phone to check for messages from Tiger.

He’s got one.

Tiger: hey, i just got down to the court. you gonna be here soon?

Me: yeah, be right over.

Butterflies dance in his stomach, and he swallows down his nerves. He grabs his duffel bag - he’s willing to bet that Kagami is going to want to play, at some point, so he’ll need it - and heads out the door, questions swimming around in his brain the entire time.

He’s absorbed in his thoughts; he feels his phone buzzing in his pocket, but he can’t be bothered to check it. If it’s Tiger, he’ll see him soon - anyone else he just doesn’t care about right now. It buzzes twice, but he ignores it, turning the corner and walking straight into the basketball court. If he stops, or looks up, he knows he’s going to chicken out - he just has to go and hope for the best -

“Hey!”

Aomine looks up; this voice is crisp without the barrier of the Internet between them. He isn’t sure what to expect, looking up, but-

This isn’t it.

Aomine sucks in a deep breath as his eyes meet with the last person he expected to see today.

“Kagami?”

Here? Now? It’s definitely Kagami - looking older, more rugged, than he did the last time Aomine saw him. He’s taller, more broad - but looks at Aomine with the same piercing gaze that always has had the power to break down every barrier he’s ever created.

Aomine looks around, and doesn’t see anyone else - okay, it’s fine. Tiger’s not here yet.

“Aomine…” Kagami starts, his voice smooth as silk, a confident smile on his face, “It’s good to see you.”

Aomine, on the other hand, isn’t entirely sure he still has a pulse. His heart feels like deadweight in his chest, anchoring him to the spot, despite how much his instincts are telling him to run. His ex? Today? Really? Who did he piss off so badly in a past life?

Kagami watches him, and Aomine does nothing but stare, which effectively wipes that confident smirk off of Kagami’s face. He then blushes, scratching the back of his head - he looks away, face shifting, more nervous… and shy?

He just does not have time for this right now.

“Aomine, I-”

“I’m meeting someone,” Aomine blurts out, taking a step backwards. “I gotta go.” He turns on his heel, dragging his feet to a walk, quickening his pace to try and get as much space between himself and Kagami as possible. He can’t listen to whatever reply Kagami stutters out. He definitely has a pulse now - his heart is beating a mile a minute, rattling around inside his chest, and he might puke.

“Wait!” Kagami calls, and Aomine can hear his footsteps following him. “Aomine - wait!”

Aomine ignores him, instead choosing to quicken his pace. He turns, instinctively heading back towards his apartment, his safe place.

Kagami is not giving up though, and his footsteps get closer. Aomine was always faster, and can keep pace; they keep going, until Kagami’s shout stops him dead in his tracks.

“It’s me! You’re meeting me!” Kagami all but yells, screeching to a halt and just managing to stop before he rams into Aomine’s back.

Aomine turns around, expression unreadable. Kagami swallows hard. “What?”

“It... It’s me. You’re meeting me.” Kagami looks down at the ground, inhaling deeply before looking up and trying to meet Aomine’s eye. “I’m Tiger.”

Realization dawns across Aomine’s face, sharp and fast and painful. The humming, the quotes, the late-night talks - Christ, they talked about their relationship !

“This whole time? It’s been you?” Aomine’s voice is smaller than intended, and Kagami swallows hard.

“Yeah. I mean - I didn’t always know that it was you… but… it’s always been me.” Kagami takes a step closer, reaching out to touch Aomine - but he flinches back hard, taking two steps to separate them.

The expression on his face shifts, no longer able to hide the hurt; he bites his lip, open and vulnerable, completely thrown by what Kagami has just told him. “Okay, well,” he clears his throat, swallowing down bile, “That was great. Real funny. That the punch line? You came all the way here for that?”

Aomine can’t bring himself to look up to see Kagami’s reaction, the surprise and hurt, but all he hears is the deafening silence that surrounds them, confirming everything he doesn’t want to be true.

“Great, well, then, if we’re done here,” Aomine starts, voice cracking. He laughs, hollow and resigned, fighting down anger with every fiber of his being. He turns to leave, again, this time desperately needing to get away, before he can’t hold it back any longer and he either cries, or punches him in his stupid fucking face.

“Wait-” Kagami’s calling to him, but he isn’t listening. Fuck, how could he be so damn stupid? How did he miss this? Looking back, it was so damn obvious - he should have noticed, he should have seen , but he didn’t. And now? Now he feels like the world’s biggest idiot, embarrassed and ashamed. He fell for it hook, line, and sinker, and he couldn’t regret it more.

He can hear Kagami’s footsteps, but none of his words really register. He’s too angry to listen, his vision swimming red and hazy, his limbs barely remembering how to work properly. That is, until Kagami takes a deep breath and yells, as loud as he can, “ Stop you idiot, I’m still in love with you!”

And Aomine trips, crash landing right down onto the sidewalk; he hits the pavement with a loud scrape, cursing and gasping under his breath. Kagami is at his side in a second; he crouches down, and all of his words start flooding into Aomine.

“Shit, fuck, I’m sorry - god, that looks bad - are you okay?” Kagami reaches out and takes a hold of his bicep; Aomine follows his gaze, and only then notices the sizeable scrape on his forearm, and the blood dripping down on the sidewalk, red and angry.

Kagami is touching him.

Aomine yanks his arm back on instinct, hissing with pain. He’s still reeling from Kagami’s confession. “I’m fine. ”

“Fuck, Dai-Aomine, just, let me help you, okay? You live close, right? Please - I have to talk with you.” Kagami’s eyes are wide, and honest; Aomine wants nothing more than to give him anything and everything that he wants. It would just be too easy.

Instead, he grits his teeth. He’s so damn conflicted. His heart aches; being so close to Kagami is dizzying. “Fine.”

Kagami relaxes, and nods his head; he helps Aomine up, wrapping a hand around his bicep to help lift him to his feet. His grip is firm, and he doesn’t let go as they start the walk back.

As it turns out, Aomine’s muscle memory remembers more than he’d thought it would. It’s easy to fall back into it; Kagami is strong and steady, as they walk, and if Aomine wasn’t being careful, he’d have let himself get tucked against his side, fit in close like the spot belongs to him. But it doesn’t anymore.

Aomine’s thoughts are swimming and Kagami is still flustered, so they don’t talk on the walk back. Aomine leads the way to his apartment, dropping down his duffel bag as soon as they step in.

“I’ll go clean this up,” he says, walking over to the bathroom. His knees hurt, too; he wonders if he’s got some scrapes, underneath his jeans. He absentmindedly steps into the bathroom, realizing too late that Kagami is following him.

“Let me,” he says, and guides Aomine up and on the counter. He fumbles under the sink for the first-aid kit, pulling out odds and ends that he needs.

Kagami is focused as he works, just as Aomine remembered.

He keeps his gaze locked on his arm, fingers moving delicately, and with care. He cleans out the wound first, treating it with purpose, stopping every so often to check to make sure that he’s not pressing too hard, that the gauze isn’t too tight, that it doesn’t hurt too much.

Kagami is focused, and Aomine takes what he can get - he watches him work.

His gaze sweeps over Kagami’s face; just as he remembers it, only now sharper, the lines of his face drawn a little more heavily. His eyes are deep, and concerned, and Aomine knows he could get lost in them.

He lets out a breath, eyes following the slope of his neck, down to his broad, strong shoulders. He’s even more built than back in high school; Aomine knows that it would feel amazing if he were to let himself be held, like they used to.

Fuck.

So many memories start to flood back, and fill his system; he inhales, and he can smell Kagami, that familiar, musky scent that’s so ingrained in his memory. He thought he’d forgotten it - but no, he still reminds him of their one-on-ones on the court, the adrenaline rush of a good game. He shifts, and he can feel Kagami’s warm hands against his skin.

But they’re not the same people that they once were. There was no closure when they ended things - it was abrupt, and filled with regret. Aomine longs to fix it.

Kagami finishes his work, securing the gauze around his arm. He slowly puts away the first aid kit, gaze finding Aomine’s. “Daiki?”

Christ, how did he not realize this earlier?

Aomine has to look away - he’s going to melt under that gaze, and he knows it. “Yeah?”

Kagami’s voice is smaller than he’s ever heard, and scared. “Can I stay?”

Aomine’s stomach lurches; he can feel the heat of Kagami’s gaze on his skin, but there’s only one answer to that question, really. “Yeah. Stay.”

Kagami exhales loudly, and looks relieved. He takes a step back - their closeness finally catching up to him - and shifts on his feet, awkwardly, not sure where to go, or what to do with his hands.

He’s saved by Aomine, who slides off the counter, feet finding the cold tile floor. “Come on, let’s go sit.”

Kagami nods, and follows after him, a little like a lost puppy. Aomine finally kicks off his shoes in the hallway, Kagami following suit. They make their way to the couch, and Aomine sinks down on it comfortably; Kagami sits beside him, leaving ample space in between.

Aomine has absolutely no idea where to begin. He’s still processing - there are so many questions swimming around in his head. How long has Kagami known? Why didn’t he just say something?

Is he seriously still in love with him?

How?

Sighing, Aomine looks down at his arm, where Kagami has bandaged his wound perfectly, the corners of the gauze pulled tight. It’s so damn obvious that he treated this seriously, and that he cares about making this better. Fuck. It’s such a Kagami thing to do.

He wasn’t perfect during their relationship, either, but Aomine knows he doesn’t deserve this.

Aomine can’t start, but Kagami takes a deep breath and just starts talking. “Fuck, Daiki, I’m sorry. You just gotta know how sorry I am. For everything… for what happened in the past… and for not telling you as soon as I realized… I just… I tried, so many times, but I couldn’t find the words, you know?”

Well, miscommunication was their specialty. Aomine knows he can’t do that again.

“Every time we talked, it just made me wanna see you more anyway…” He laughs, small and nervous, and Aomine feels his restraint snapping. “I’m sorry… I know you’re mad…” I’m not… “I know I don’t deserve to be here after all of this…” You don’t? What about me ? “I just can’t help myself… I’d always regret it if I didn’t try, you know?” Aomine’s throat has ceased function at this point, but Kagami just keeps going. “I missed you something fierce, Daiki. Even now, I still think about you all the time… I’ve tried asking Kuroko or Momoi for details, but they both just say the same thing - Just talk to him, Kagami. Christ, like it’s that easy. I knew you wouldn’t want to see me.” But I did, and you know that… “But then, when you sent me that video? It cleared up so many things… I realized it was you, and that the ex you mentioned - it was me! When I realized that, and I realized how you still felt… Fuck, Daiki, it was a fucking punch to the gut, you know that?” He groans heavily, and drops his head in his hands. Aomine still says nothing, just staring, his throat dry and tongue feeling heavy.

“It-It just made me see everything that went wrong, you know? God, we were both so fucking dumb. If we had talked together half as easily as we do now, online? We’d still be together.”

It’s almost laughable, really. What a pair of idiots they are.

Aomine swallows, and finds his voice, words falling out without his consent. “You really think so?” His gut twists under the look Kagami gives him - he looks so scared , like he’s ready and waiting for backlash, expecting to be hit. But Aomine says nothing else.

Kagami hesitates before he answers, looking down at the floor. “Well.... yeah. I think so.”

His heart swells, aching painfully the more that Kagami talks. His voice - it’s soothing, Aomine can feel it in his bones, smoothing out the hard, cracked lines in his being. It reminds him that this is Kagami, yes - but he’s also the friend he’s spent late nights with, laughing and talking, sharing anything and everything with. He’s the friend who would check up on him when he didn’t get online for a few days, even through the mess of different time zones.

But more than that - this is Kagami . He’s still Kagami, the person who’s always had the power to lift him up, and make him want to be a better person; a better man.

Part of him wants to be stubborn. To let himself feel all the anger and hurt that’s churning around inside of him, to refuse Kagami, and never have to feel this way again. It’d be so easy to just give in; it’s what he wants, and it’s what he did six years ago.

He doesn’t want to be that person anymore.

Kagami reaches out, tentatively and slow, and Aomine lets him. He lets his hand rest palm-up, on his knee, and Kagami lays his hand down on top of his, gently and with purpose. His fingers jump at the touch; it’s been so long now, that he’d almost forgot how nice it feels. Aomine threads their fingers together, and Kagami squeezes his hand, tight.

It’s warm, safe, right .

“What now?” Aomine asks, voice strained; Kagami squeezes his hand, and it’s comforting. It helps to ease the weight on his chest. There’s so much that he wants to say, but can’t.

I’m sorry.

Please take me back.

He waits for Kagami to take the lead, who just turns his gaze over to him, looking at him pointedly. His expression is so open, and Aomine can see all the rush of emotion on his face, almost too much to take in.

“I wanna try again.” No, you don’t.

Aomine’s limbs feel heavy. “Are you sure?”

Kagami laughs - he really laughs, and shifts closer on the couch. His free hand finds Aomine’s chin, and tilts his face up, until their eyes meet. He looks so, so relieved.

“ Yes, ” he nods, voice light and honest. Aomine’s chest tightens, but he has to know-

“So you’re going to give me a second chance?”

“Are you?” He asks, red eyes glazed over, staring heavily down, “I forgave you the moment I saw you, Daiki. The only one you need to forgive is yourself.”

Kagami’s words are exactly what he needed to hear - he breathes, fully, finally , and lets a relieved smile cross his face. Kagami is smiling, so he grabs that stupid fucking necklace - and makes a mental note that this time, he’s going to tell Kagami how much it bothers him that he wears that idiot’s ring, but not one for him - and yanks him in close, until they’re separated by mere centimeters.

“I hope you know that you’re never getting away from me again,” he whispers, voice low and heavy; he can see the tremble in Kagami’s spine.

“I’m counting on it.” He can feel Kagami’s warm breaths, and does the only thing left to do - he closes the distance between them, and kisses him. The initial press of lips is so soft, and slow, as they get reacquainted with each other. Aomine fingers twirl in Kagami’s hair, holding him in close, and Kagami’s hands slide up the back of Aomine’s shirt, pressing firmly into the sensitive skin of his lower back. A whine escapes his lips; all the pent-up frustration and feelings they’d both been trying to forget bubble right up to the surface, and Aomine feels it all, fast and sharp and hard.

He’d forgotten how sweet Kagami tastes, but he’s never going to make that mistake again.

It’s easy, really, to fall back into it. Aomine’s missed so much - the soft touches, the heated kisses, the banter, everything.

Even the way that Kagami never lets him live down anything. Ever.

They’re pressed together, laying on Aomine’s couch; his back against Kagami’s chest, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat. The couch is way too small for the both of them, so Aomine’s legs hang off the side; but it’s nice, this way. Kagami's hands are resting on his chest, their fingers laced together tightly. Seriously, is this real life?

“I can’t believe you didn’t pick up on my hints.” Kagami snorts. “ The only one who can beat me is me? I mean, come on!”

Aomine fake-laughs, “Oh, you’re just a fucking riot, aren’t you, Princess ?” He snickers, and Kagami responds by faking pushing him off the couch - only to pull him down and back into his lap, arms wrapped around him tightly. “I’m never going to live this down, am I?” Aomine sighs, resigned, but he can’t help but feel happy.

This feels right.

“Never,” Kagami snickers, and Aomine can feel him smile into his hair. “And also, I’m still gonna wipe the floor with your ass on the court this afternoon.”

“You’re on.”

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