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mochinek0 · 1 year

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Daminette Decmeber 2022: 24-Joke (Meme)

Lila smiled as she sat on top of a red Chevrolet Corvette. It had been so easy to lie to Alya and tell her it was hers. It had been in the same place all week.

'This is going to show everyone I'm still relevant. Gabriel never should have let me go!'

Alya smiled as she quickly took pictures and then brought up her live feed to show how amazing her best frined was. There had been some haters on there criticizing her blog and saying mean things about her friend. She was about to prove them all wrong.

"Get off of my car, Lila!" a voice shouted.

Alya turned herself, with her phone, to see Marinette with her arms crossed and her hips cocked.

"Your car?" Alya shouted.

Lila laughed, "You would never be able to afford this car. You're just a baker's daughter."

Alya and Lila laughed. Marinette glared at the pair and pulled out her car keys. She waved the keys in the air, before pressing a button and showing who the true owner of the car was. Lila turned bright red, having her lie exposed by the same girl again.

"Get off my car, Liar, before I call the police on you." Marinette demanded.

Lila quickly got off the car.

"How can you afford something like this?" Alya asked.

"My husband got it for me for my birthday." Marinette smiled, "I doubt you'd be able to afford something like this."

"I'm a fashion model and designer for Gabriel!" Lila exclaimed, "I'm gonna be in the fashion show! He personally asked me to be his model in his collaboration with that new designer, Zara."

Mari laughed, "Oh yeah. You're definetly still a liar."

"I am not!" Lila cried.

Alya looked between the two and then down at her phone. She had forgotten she was live, but the comment section was flying! They were laughing.

"Fakers!"

"I told you that Lie-La girl was full of shit!"

"Have you looked up her other lies?"

"Did you hear her claim the car was hers?"

"Wasn't she fired from Gabriel?"

"Haven't seen her anywhere but on this blog."

"This isn't a live stream; It's a LIE stream!"

"LOL"

"HAHAHA"

"LMAO"

Alya glared at the comment section and quickly shut down the live stream.

"Marinette!" a familiar voice called.

"Adrien!" Marinette cried back, happily.

Adrien quickly hugged Marinette, "You think your husband would mind if you give me a ride to the fashion show?"

"Of course not." Mari smiled, "You're my model after all."

'Adrien's her model? What about Gabriel?'

Alya turned to Lila. She could see she was upset. Alya turned back to ask what was going on.

"Hands off my wife, Agreste!" another voice shouted.

Lila and Alya stared at the new man. He was tall, broad-chested, had olive skin, forest green eyes, and jet black hair. He was dressed in a black suit and tie.

'That's Marinette's husband?'

"Damian!" Marinette cried, quickly rushing over and kissing him, "Adrien needs a ride to the show. I can't leave my model behind."

Damain looked at Adrien, who was pleading. His eyes kept shifting to the other woman nearby.

"Fine." Damian stated.

"Yes!" Adrien shouted.

"Back seat!" the Wayne commanded.

Adrien smiled and saluted, "Yes, Sir!"

Marinette unlocked the car and Adrien was quick to jump into the back seat.

"Why don't you let me drive, Angel?" Damian asked, "I know your nerves."

Marinette handed the keys over. Both Waynes climbed into the front seat and drove off, without another word.

"Oh, no!" Lila quickly cried out, "I'm going to be late to the show! I have to be there early!" before running off.

Alya smiled, as she proudly showed off her media badge. She hated reporting fashion. She never had the passion for it, but Lila had helped her get the job. She couldn't wait to see her on the runway, but walk after walk, she saw didn't see her. She knew she had seen Natalie so that only confirmed that Gabriel and Adrien were backstage with Lila.

Alya smiled and quickly took pictures as Adrien walked out.

'There he is! Lila should be coming out next!'

Adrien stood at the end of the runway and picked up a mic.

"Let me introduce you to the one and only designer known as Zara!" he announced, "Marinette Wayne!"

Alya almost dropped her camera.

'No! No! That can't be! Lila wouldn't have lied to me! She told me she was working with Zara...but she also said that was her corvette. Lila....lied to me.'

"Thank you for all coming to the fashion event and we will see you all next year!" someone announced.

Alya quickly looked around. Marinette and Adrien had already left the runway. She looked around and saw that many people were getting out of their seats and heading next door to the after party. She had so many questions for them. Why had Lila not modeled? Why was Adrien working with Marinette and not his father? Lila had said that Adrien wasn't even speaking to Marinette; that he hated her, but that wasn't true from what she saw earlier.

Alya pulled out her phone and opened up her blog. Thousands of subscribers were gone. Her eyes teared up as she read the comment section.

"Thx @chuckleslamby for recommending me this blog!"

"OMG! Did you see that @FennicGod?"

"@TrashySpacePanda"

"@Spiltteacorner"

"That was as funny as they said it would be! LOL!"

"If you need a good laugh, always the best place!"

"Comedy blog GOLD!"

"Fake ppl who act like they know everything. Almost as good as the ppl who get karma!"

Alya bit her lip to keep herself from sobbing. These weren't the loyal followers she had expected. These were people who loved to laugh and make fun of her and Lila. They knew everything had been a lie up to now and she had been so blind to it all. That was the moment she knew that was why she didn't have a real journalist job.

Alya watched from nearby as Adrien spoke to Marinette and her husband, like nothing had ever changed, since college. She didn't know Marinette had gotten married. Gabriel Agreste was even talking to her like she was a big deal.

"I'm so proud to see the wonderful designer you have blossomed into." Gabriel spoke.

"We loved having you both at the wedding." Marinette smiled, "Thank you for helping me, again, with my wedding dress. You both have done so much for me."

Adrien hugged Marinette again, "I'd do anything for you."

Damian quickly pulled Marinette into his arms, "What you can do for me, is stop grabbing my wife."

Marinette giggled, "Adrien's always been a bit touchy with me." earning her husband's famous glare thrown Adrien's way, "Don't worry, Habibi. Adrien knows I can hurt him if he touches somewhere he's not suppose to."

"And your husband would kill me if I did." Adrien winced.

"True." Damian smirked.

"Adrien only gets hugs and head pats." Mari declared, "Besides, I'm sure Adrien will have a new person to hug and cuddle since he'll be an uncle."

Damian and Adrien looked at her confused.

"Congradulations." replied Gabriel.

"Thank you, Gabriel." Marinette answered.

Damian kissed her head, "You are 100% correct?"

Mari nodded and leaned intot her husband more.

"I don't get it." Adrien frowned.

The fashion designer chuckled, "I'm pregnant."

Adrien pulled her back into his arms and shouted, "I'm an uncle!"

Gabriel smirked as Damian rolled his eyes, before pulling Marinette back to his side.

"I'll help!" Adrien exclaimed, "I'll move to Gotham and-"

"You can help spoil, but I think that's it, as far as 'Uncle Duties' go." Marinette giggled, "Damian will be doing everything else."

"Right." Adrien blushed.

Nothing was like Lila had told her. Marinette was happy with her life. She had a loving husband and a child on the way. Adrien still seemed to be a big part of her life as a brother figure. Alya walked out of the party and saw Lila sitting on the steps, looking miserable.

"I should be happy you look like shit." Alya commented.

Lila turned and glared at her, as she sat on the steps in her glittery black corset dress.

'She's never looked at me like that before. Why? Is it because I know she lied to me?'

"It's what I should say for you lying to me so much." she stated.

Lila rolled her eyes, "What do you want then? A prize? A trophy? The 'You Fucked Up' award?".

'This isn't the Lila I know. This girl is bitter. Did she lie because she knew Marinette was happy? Is Lila unhappy? Did I ever know the real Lila?'

Lila sighed, "Like I told that bitch in college, I only tell people what they want to hear. It was easy to fool you all to doing what I wanted you to do. I didn't expect it to come to an end, tonight."

'A fool. That's all I am to her? Not even her best friend?'

"Including yourself?" Alya growled out, rushing back inside.

Lila stood up and began to walk home. Lila ignored the tears pouring down her cheeks.

'Yeah. I lie to myself the most.'

Lila had tried her hardest to get backstage and into the event, but had been caught by Gabriel Agreste. She had begged him to let her be in his fashion line. She never expected him to tell her he had signed over Gabriel to Marinette and merged the company, years ago. The Gabriel brand no longer existed; it was a apart of Zara, now. He couldn't pull any strings for her as Marinette and Adrien had restraining orders on her, he reminded her. Marinette ran the business, completely. She was the brains and artist behin the brand. He would submit deisgns every now and then, but other then that, he had been vacationing the last couple years.

Lila slumped against the door as she made her way into her apartment and sighed.

'So much for my grand re-entrance.'

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queen-dahlia · 1 year

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐈𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

»»———-Main Story 1 & 2┋Sweet┋Premium┋Epilogue———-««

They're about to make out, but nvm

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation

•• ━━━━━ ••Chapter 3, part 1•• ━━━━━ ••

Gilbert: "You think I can't kill him because we're in Rhodolite?"

Gilbert: "Hahaha, that's sweet. I'm good at hiding evidence, aren't I?"

(Prince Gilbert is... serious.)

(At this rate, really——)

Gilbert: "Now, which one do you want me to kill first?"

Emma: "Please don't kill them!"

I quickly shouted, and his blood-colored eye reflected mine.

Gilbert: "If I don't kill them, you'll be the one who gets killed."

Gilbert: "Or are you willing to risk your life to save those who sold you out?"

Gilbert: "Haha, you are as broad-minded as a god. I can never imitate you."

(...I may have been betrayed.)

(What I thought was friendship may have actually been very calculated.)

(That doesn't mean I want them to get hurt.)

(It is true that I enjoyed the time I spent with Lady Louise, and it is also true that I consider her a friend.)

I look back at the Count, who looks pissed off and unfocused.

Emma: "... Please. Please let me go."

Emma: "Prince Gilbert is not the kind of person who can be held hostage in a situation like this."

Emma: "If you let me go, I won't let him kill you. So——"

Count: "...S-shut up!"

The blade of the knife grazes my throat.

(Oh no. … I think he's losing his cool.)

Gilbert: "Are you okay, little rabbit?"

Emma: "Not good!"

Gilbert: "Yeah, but time is up."

Gilbert: "My prey is mine and mine alone. Hmm, who's the real villain here for you?"

The refreshing smile, which even gave me a sense of calmness, was gone. // The refreshing smile, which even gave a sense of coolness, was gone.

(…No)

•• ━━━━━ ••Chapter 3, part 2•• ━━━━━ ••

Gilbert-sama pulls out a tube-shaped object from his pocket and rolls it on the floor, from which a white smoke comes out vigorously.

Smoke filled the small room like a haze.

(I can't see anything!)

As soon as I took a stance, my body was pushed to the side.

Fortunately, I was caught by a soft object on the floor that was covered in a linen cloth.

But the shackles were still in place, and it was difficult for me to even stand up.

(......Hate)

(I hate it.)

Emma: "Prince Gilbert!"

The sound of something falling to the floor drowned my screams.

The more bloodlust I felt, the more my heart complained of a bad feeling.

Emma: "Prince Gilbert!"

I crawled forward on the floor, even a little, and soon the smoke that had robbed me of my sight cleared.

What I saw ahead of me was a jet-black cloak that did not even show the returned blood.

I saw ahead of me a jet-black cloak with no visible blood.

At Prince Gilbert's feet, the Count is huddled with a knife in his hand.

Further ahead was the image of Lady Louise with her bottom on the floor and tears in her eyes.

Gilbert: "What is it, little bunny?"

It seemed that he had heard me calling his name, and he turned to look at me.

But his eyes did not reflect me; instead, they were focused on the sword lying on the floor.

Emma: "Please stop."

Gilbert: "Even though I've done terrible things to you, I will still protect you."

Emma: "Rhodolite has laws that don't tolerate murderers."

Gilbert: "If I invade this country, there will be no law, will there?"

Prince Gilbert picks up the sword and kneels down beside me, who is lying on the floor awkwardly.

He grabbed me by the chin and turned my face upward.

Gilbert: "Besides, I think you're mistaken."

•• ━━━━━ ••Chapter 3, part 3•• ━━━━━ ••

Prince Gilbert picks up the sword and kneels down beside me, who is lying on the floor awkwardly.

He grabbed me by the chin and turned my face upward.

Gilbert: "Besides, I think you're mistaken."

Gilbert: "Why should I listen to you?"

Emma: "…!"

Gilbert: "It's up to me whether I listen or not. Your "don't" is not even begging for your life."

(... I've been caught off guard lately.)

(I looked only at Prince Gilbert's kind face, and I felt paralyzed.)

(Perhaps I had almost forgotten that this man is a "beast.")

Prince Gilbert lets go of me and is about to go to Lady Louise with the sword in his hand.

(But that doesn't mean I should give up!)

I crawl on the floor and grab the cloak as hard as I can before the jet-black figure leaves.

Prince Gilbert did not shake me off, but stopped again.

Emma: "... We're friends."

Gilbert: "Friend? The woman who sold you out?"

Gilbert: "Haha, you have an interesting definition of a friend, don't you, little rabbit?"

Emma: "I can't speak for others, since you are the one who won't listen to your "friends"."

Gilbert: "Not quite as crazy as you define it, is it?"

("Crazy."……)

Emma: "As you know, no one goes near a young lady who is favored by the Prince of Obsidian."

Emma: "I get cold stares, but no one ever really talks to me properly."

Gilbert: "I know, poor thing."

Prince Gilbert smiles like it's someone else's problem.

Emma: "But Lady Louise treated me normally."

Emma: "Whatever her motives were behind it, she was one of the few people who saw me for who I am."

(Regardless of whether I was the favorite of the Prince of Obsidian or not...)

(She was the only person I could talk to without hesitation, sharing what we liked with each other.)

Emma: "I don't think all of our time together was a lie."

Emma: "I want to believe her even if she betrays me, and I don't want her to get hurt..."

Emma: "And as I've said before, I believe friends start by having trust in them."

Louise: "——Ah."

Emma: "Please don't take any more from me."

•• ━━━━━ ••Chapter 3, part 4•• ━━━━━ ••

The more words I say, the colder the blood-colored eye that looks down on me is.

A chill crawled up my spine, and I almost shivered, but I had no intention of backing down.

Emma: "In fact, why should I listen to you, Prince Gilbert?"

(If Prince Gilbert won't listen to me, I'm not going to hold back either.)

I clutch the cloak so tightly, never wanting to let it go.

Gilbert: "——I see, you sound just plain stupid rather than naive."

Gilbert: "But, well, if you're going to beg me so badly, I don't blame you."

Gilbert: "If you're willing to take responsibility on behalf of those two, then I won't kill them."

Emma: "I'll take it."

There was no hesitation.

(No matter what demands come my way, it is better than having a friend die in front of me.)

Prince Gilbert just laughs.

Gilbert: "I'll show you that I'm on a different level than a third-rate villain."

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I was carried by Prince Gilbert, still tied to shackles, into an empty guest room.

He finds the first aid kit with such deftness that I suspect he might have been in the mansion.

He silently tends to the wound on my neck.

The process of applying the medicine and bandaging was so familiar that it was comparable to that of a doctor.

Emma: "Thank you."

Gilbert: "You're welcome."

(Gentle yet cold, cold yet gentle...)

I still don't know Prince Gilbert's true face.

Emma: "By the way, these shackles..."

Gilbert: "There's no key."

Emma: "... I'm in trouble."

Gilbert: "Well, you don't need one to remove it."

The words "he can remove it" but "he won't remove it" mean that I have to stay like this for the time being.

When I gave up, Prince Gilbert took me in his arms and sat down on a chair.

He placed me on his lap, and his red eye came much closer.

Emma: "Prince Gilbert!?"

Cold fingertips caress my cheeks with a terrifyingly gentle touch.

Gilbert: "Now, little bunny. How do you beg for your life?"

•• ━━━━━ ••Chapter 3, part 5•• ━━━━━ ••

Prince Gilbert took me in his arms and sat down on a chair.

He placed me on his lap, and his red eyes came much closer.

Emma: "Prince Gilbert!?"

Cold fingertips caress my cheeks with a terrifyingly gentle touch.

Gilbert: "Now, little bunny. How do you beg for your life?"

(It's like he's testing me for something.)

Prince Gilbert won't take his eyes off me.

(If I get the answer wrong, I'm going to turn right back to where we were just now.) // (If I get the answer wrong, I'll be right back where I was before.)

(I have to think...)

Emma: "Prince Gilbert, you were going to hurt Louise, weren't you?"

Gilbert: "It's kind of me to hurt her."

Emma: "...I will take the punishment you would have done to Lady Louise."

Gilbert: "Hmm?"

Emma: "I'm saying I'll take her place."

Gilbert: "A substitute."

Emma: "Boil me, burn me, do whatever you want."

(I don't know what he will do, but this is the only thing that comes to my mind right now.)

"Do whatever I say" is most likely insufficient for Prince Gilbert.

I am Belle and could be approached with conditions that could potentially be harmful to the country. // I am Belle, and there is a possibility that I could be approached with conditions that might cause harm to the country.

But that doesn't mean I know exactly what Prince Gilbert wants.

I had no choice but to propose an equivalent exchange: corporal punishment.

Gilbert: "…Terrible."

Emma: "Terrible?"

Gilbert: "I can't believe you think I'm a lunatic who takes pleasure in hurting anyone and everyone."

Emma: "I never said anything like that!"

Emma: "… I just can't think of any other way to take responsibility."

Gilbert: "Absolute obedience." // "Total submission."

(I knew you would say that.)

I wanted to avoid that, but Prince Gilbert was relentless.

Gilbert: "It's the price of life, so why shouldn't it be?"

Gilbert: "My orders are absolute. You must do what I say, even if it means betraying Rhodolite."

Emma: "... I can't betray it."

Gilbert: "Then let's go kill that young lady."

Gilbert: "No!"

Gilbert: "You're so selfish."

He stroked my cheek as if tickling me, and pinched it lightly.

Gilbert: "In Obsidian, we're still making concessions."

Gilbert: "Whether you do or don't do what I ask, I'm listening to what you have to say."

Emma: ". . . . ."

Gilbert: "Look, we have to think beyond absolute obedience."

(I'm in the position of "asking," so I can't expect equal negotiation.)

In this mansion, it would be difficult to ask for a third party's help.

In other words, there is only one path to choose from the beginning.

Emma: "...I can only appeal to Prince Gilbert's conscience."

Gilbert: "I don't have anything like that."

Emma: "No, there is."

(If he really didn't have anything to call a conscience, Prince Gilbert wouldn't have helped me in the first place.)

( He should have killed them all right there and then.)

The mercenaries and the count had blood on them, but they all seemed to be alive.

Although he has a ruthless side, there should also be a gentler side to him.

(I don't believe in the prince of an enemy country, but if you start by believing in my "friend"...)

(Prince Gilbert is no exception.)

Emma: "So... how about this?"

Putting aside my shame, I embrace his cold body with my shackles on.

I tried to convey warmth as much as possible, and I did not hesitate.

Emma: "Prince Gilbert always has a cold body."

Gilbert: "Seriously?"

Emma: "I'm serious."

Gilbert: "If so, I'm in trouble."

Sigh. His breath touches my skin.

Gilbert: "Not bad."

My heart was beating loudly, considering the circumstances of the situation. // The situation made my heart beat loudly.

Gilbert: "But a hug isn't enough. You have too little to lose."

(…If you ask me, it is indeed true.)

Gilbert: "Well... how about this one as well?"

When I moved my body slightly away, Prince Gilbert pecked me on the lips.

(No way...)

Gilbert: "It doesn't matter if it's in front of a prince or a servant; if I ask for it, you will kiss me——"

Gilbert: "I'd say that's a good enough balance."

Emma: ". . . . ."

Gilbert: "What do you think?"

(Heck, by the looks of it, it's not exactly a kiss on the cheek or anything cute like that.)

Each time his lips are pressed against mine, my palpitations become more and more intense.

(What should I do...)

(Even though he is not my lover, and I'm not even sure if he's my friend or not.)

Nevertheless, it is an equivalent exchange because I have something to lose as well.

I don't feel there is any more compromise.

(If only there wouldn't be so much blood.) **

When I nodded, Prince Gilbert pointed his finger at his own lips.

Gilbert: "Then hurry up."

(Why is the consideration a kiss in the first place?)

(It's strange in many ways, but... this is also to protect the people I care about.)

My stomach clenched, and I gradually brought my face closer to his—— // I gradually brought my face closer to his——

???: "Lady Emma!"

(... Huh.)

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freedomfireflies · 9 months

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Into the Harryverse (kinda)

Say the girls are having a bad day and need some grounding.

How would each of your Harry’s react to there girl wanting to cockwarm him to be close?

AYOOOOOOOO THIS IS MY JAM!! okay let's go hehehe

Teach Me Harry (gotta start with him because duh):

You know this man is a slut for cockwarming, he absolutely suggests it before she does. Nuzzles under her jaw, kisses her, whispers, "What's wrong, lovie, hm? Just wanna make you feel better. D'ya need to be full? Will that help you smile?"

And she smirks because she can't stay sad when he's being so goddamn cute so she nods and he pulls her onto his lap, lets her do anything she wants with him!! And they stay that way at least for a few minutes, AND OUR POOR SOLDIER REALLY TRIES TO HOLD OUT AND STAY RELAXED FOR HER but you know he's gone after like the first three minutes so eventually they fuck and after that, she feels much, much better!!

Mine Harry:

Well we already know how that goes because of the extra so honestly it's about the same!!! He's always down to have her on him while he works or reads. And she falls asleep almost every time because he's just so warm and soft and gentle and feels so good!! And he loves it so much. And tries VERY hard not to get too aroused because he doesn't want to disturb her. But when she stirs and realizes his predicament, she's always down to take things to the next step HAHAH

One for the Money Harry:

I think she'd suggest it almost as a joke at first while he's sitting in bed one evening. He's all cute with his little reading glasses on, scrolling through his kindle, maybe reading a bit. So she asks to join him and he's like, sure whatever. But then she says she wants to sit on his cock and read with him and he's just....oh

So she gets on his lap, her back to his chest, and asks him to read aloud to her. So he tries, he really does, but she keeps clenching on purpose to distract him and goddamn her because it works and he throws the kindle across the room and splits her in half HAHAHA

iFall Harry:

LISTEN.............on the jet. He's flying to a show, and they're the only ones back there (not a coincidence by any means) and Harry suggests it because she's really anxious about being seen in public with him. And this is definitely the best distraction for her because the turbulence and also...he's so big and also....and also.....oof. Yeah 🙃

404 Harry (because I can't resist):

This man is so smug about it. She's pretending she's not having a bad day but let's be honest, he can read her like a book. She keeps spilling things, dropping things, growling at her computer. Her hair keeps falling out of the clip and she angrily shoves it back in, she's chewing the end of her pen like a fucking beaver, and she keeps snapping at him.

That's when he asks her (tells her) to meet him in the parking lot. And sometimes they have quick fucks in his old mustang, so she's thinking that's what this will be. But he just pulls her onto his lap, sits her down, and holds her still. And she's super confused because....this is not the point of why they meet.

But he just shushes her when she tries to argue and after a minute or two, she begins to calm down. Relax herself, relax her mind. And then she realizes that a good cockwarming really can solve at least two of her problems HAHAHAH

WAS THIS TOO MUCH I'M SO SORRY IF IT'S TOO LONG OR HARD TO READ BUT THIS WAS FUN, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME 😭💞💞💞💞

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i-think-i-did-it-again · 2 years

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Just friends II

Warning: swearing, smut, absolute fluff 💁🏻‍♀️

Sorry this took a while! It was so long and I had to cut it down because honestly, I was rambling but enjoy and let me know what you think and what kind of stories you’d like more of 😘

He wraps his fingers around your thighs and drags you down the bed towards him. You feel your heartbeat quickening with anticipation. He as his eyes rake over your bare chest. He dips his head to your neck and drags his teeth across your skin. You moan with absolute pleasure and begin to practically pant with excitement. A buzzing noise plays in the background but you’re so entranced by Colson’s deep blue eyes trained on your face that you ignore it. He trails his index finger from your lips, down your neck, to the valley between your breasts. The buzzing sound grows.

You open your eyes and search around the dimly lit room. Alone. Just a dream. You can’t help the disappointment and sadness that seeps into your chest at the reality. That could have been reality. Why did you care that he was drunk? You’re trying to find a logical reason in your mind when your phone buzzes again. You pick it up and scan through the notifications. A missed call from your mum and a text from your dad.

Hi sweetie, we didn’t want to wake you last night but your mum and I have been called away to a conference in Hawaii. We’ll be back on Tuesday evening. We left money on the bench for pizza and there’s steaks in the freezer for you for tomorrow night. Feel free to have some friends over but no wild parties hahaha. We love you and we’ll call you when we land.

That’s your parents. Jetting here and jetting there leaving you stuck at home doing nothing productive. It’s a lonely feeling when your parents are so consumed by their jobs that you feel like an afterthought to them sometimes. It’s also official that you have zero rebelliousness when your dad can comfortably joke about the idea of you having a party. Like it’s completely out of the realm of possibility. You consider throwing a party just to prove them wrong but the thought of having to clean up after dampens that idea. You send back a text of acknowledgment and decide to have a shower. In the shower you decide to have a couch day. Screw productivity.

The shower doesn’t calm you. You’re filled with this nervous energy that you can’t seem to redirect into a coherent train of thought. You keep thinking about him. He was definitely angry but there was this other emotion. Like a mix between regret and distain. Did he regret kissing you? Is your friendship over? He hasn’t text you at all but that could mean he’s still sleeping off the alcohol. Your mind can’t seem to stop replaying last night but it’s pushed to background noise when there’s a knock at the door. You try to push down the flutter of excitement when you realise it could be Colson. You walk/power walk to the front door and take a deep breath. When you open the door you can’t help your face from falling as you look up to see Rook standing there. He notices your reaction straight away.

“Gee, sorry to be such a disappointment babe,” he teases you before stepping past you into your house. “I need to talk to Colson for a sec.”

“He’s not here,” you murmur and Rook looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, I thought after last night that he probably would’ve legged it to your place to hide out. That cop definitely knew who he was.”

“He did but…we had a disagreement and he left.” You can’t bring yourself to tell Rook the truth because now, in the light of day, you feel ashamed of how you acted.

It wasn’t fair to put that kind of assumption on Colson. Sure he’s got a past but who doesn’t? You’re not exactly a saint and Colson values your friendship so much that he wouldn’t risk it for a quick thrill. The more you think about it, the more you realise you need to apologise to him.

“Sorry to kick you out Rook but I actually have a quick uh errand I need to run but my parents are out of town so feel free to come by later for pizza or something?” Rook nods and heads out the door, you following behind him with your keys in hand.

“I’ll call you later,” he calls over his shoulder as he hops into his car.

You try your best to stick to the speed limit as you head across town to Colson’s place. You’ve always hated the drive to Colson’s place because it’s always reminded you of how different your life is to his. You live in a large two story house in the ‘good part’ of town while Colson lives in a beat up brick house on the outskirts of town. Today, you don’t have time to think about the unfairness of your drastic financial standings. You’re actually just trying to come up with what exactly you want to say as you pull up out the front of his house.

The house is quiet but that’s not unusual for this time of day. You knock on the door a couple of times and wait. You can hear someone thumping down the stairs and you hold your breath again. Colson swings the door open and his eyes immediately burn with rage at the sight of you. He says nothing, instead he turns straight back around and walks towards the kitchen. However, he leaves the door open so you take that as an invitation to come in.

The house is dark with all the blinds closed and there’s a chill in the air as the heat isn’t switched on. Colson has never really felt the cold. You pull your jacket tighter around your body and follow the same path into the kitchen. Colson is sitting at the small round dining table, scrolling through his phone. He avoids looking at you as you come into view, sitting down opposite him. You don’t know how exactly to start but anything is better than the deafening silence.

“I’m sorry about what I said last night,” you begin softly, clearing your throat. Colson looks up but his expression doesn’t change.

“Yeah, well?” Is all he spits at you before returning his eyes to his phone screen.

“It was wrong of me to make that assumption given how close we’ve always been and how much I know you care about me. I guess I just felt like maybe you’d just gotten caught up in the moment and that in the morning you’d…regret it.”

Colson bolts to his feet and the pure force of his movements causes the chair to clatter to the ground. You jump at the loud noise and look up at Colson’s enraged eyes. You’ve seen Colson angry before but this is different. He’s never been angry at you.

“You think I would just fuck you because I’m drunk and then drop you then next day like you’re a random fucking hookup ?” He booms and you cower slightly at the octave level of his voice.

“I…I don’t know what I think…I just was startled…and then I was topless and you were watching me and…” you fumble over your words, trying to come up with a solid explanation but you begin to realise why you really pushed him away. “I got scared, ok?” you whisper and Colson’s expression slightly softens. “I’ve thought about you in that way for a while now and then suddenly it was happening and I just panicked. I wanted it so badly that it scared me.”

Colson walks around to your side of the table and grabs your hand to pull you to your feet. He cups your chin and lifts your head up, forcing you to look at him. He studies your face for a moment. Stares into your eyes, trying to read your thoughts through them. He slowly lowers his face to yours, his lips slightly parted, never taking his eyes of you until the last minute when closes the gap and kisses you. His lips barely ghost over yours and you feel hungry for more. You shut of your brain and embrace the moment. You tangle your fingers into his wild hair and press your body to his. His hands find your back and he is holding you to him, deepening the kiss.

There’s a part of your brain screaming at you that you’re making a mistake but you tell it to shut the fuck up and you continue to kiss Colson. You tug slightly on his hair, causing him to moan which allows you to slip your tongue into his mouth. You war with the other for control which he eventually gives you. Instead he turns his attention to moving you. He places his hands on your hips and tugs at you. You wrap your arms around his neck and he lifts you, placing you gently on the table. He stands between your spread legs and pushes his hand up your thigh and under your skirt. He thumb lightly brushed your slit through your panties and you moan into his mouth. He pulls his lips away from you and stares down at you.

“Tell me I don’t make you feel good?” He asks you, pure lust in his voice. You moan in response as his thumb begins to massage your clit. “Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll stop.” His lips find the flushed skin of your neck and he begins to lap at it with his tongue, occasionally biting and sucking. “Tell me what you want?” he begs and you feel yourself soaking through your panties.

“I want you,” you groan as he nips at your earlobe.

That’s all the encouragement he needs. He pulls your singlet over your head and is please to find you without a bra. Colson places his hand on your chest and gently pushes you back on the table so you’re lying down. He kisses from the top of each breast, licking each nipple as he passes, down your stomach, to the top of your skirt. Your legs hang off the edge and he kneels in of you. He pushes your skirt up to expose your plain black panties that he immediately pulls down. He shoves them into his back pocket and smirks at you when your eyes widen. Before you can ask him why he did that, his mouth is on you. He licks his tongue up and down your slit, occasionally dipping it inside you to swirl it around. You wrap your finger into you his locks and writhe and moan with pleasure. It’s not long before you’re trembling under his tongue.

“Colson!” you cry as you come undone, your whole body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

Colson stands and wipes your wipes your juices into his mouth with his thumb. There’s something about that small gesture that you see as the hottest thing in the world and you’re immediately turned on again. You grab Colson by the scruff of his shirt and pull him down to you, crashing your lips against his. You can taste your saltiness on his lips.

“I need you, right now,” you beg, clawing at his shirt to pull it over his head.

He strips his top off, he yanks your skirt down and discards it with your singlet before pulling his sweats off. You can see his bulge through his boxers and you can’t seem to take your eyes off it. You’d heard rumours about Colson’s size in high school and now that you can practically see it for yourself, you can’t help but gulp with concern. You feel him watching your reaction and you look up at him with your brightest smile. He removes his boxes and his cock springs to life. Your jaw literally falls open and the pure sight of him. Not only is he long but he’s got girth as well. You feel hot and flustered and ready all at the same time.

He guides his length to you and rubs himself along your slit to lube himself up. That feeling alone has you moaning and moving with pleasure. Once he feels sufficiently wet enough he places himself at your entrance.

“Tell me if you want me to stop, ok?” He asks you, pure sincerity in his eyes. You nod.

You’re slightly confused by his request until he pushes into you and suddenly you feel painfully tight. He leans down to watch as he enters you. He has one hand wrapped around the nape of your neck and the other wrapped around your thigh. The wind is knocked out from you as he pushes in deeper, inch by inch. You feel more pain than you did when you lost your virginity for the first time. You’re trying not to hold your breath because you know it will hurt more but you don’t want him to know you’re in pain because he may think this is a mistake and change his mind. You feel tears well in your eyes as you try your best to endure the foreign feeling. You turn your head to the side and bite your bottom lip as the pain continues. Suddenly, Colson stops moving and he forces you to turn your head to look at him. His face twists in anguish and he immediately pulls out of you, lifting your head to his chest.

“Don’t cry baby,” he coos in your ear as he strokes your hair. “You should’ve told me to stop like I told you.”

“I…I didn’t want you to stop and change your mind,” you sob into his chest and you immediately feel like the biggest sook in the world.

“I would’ve gone slower baby or gotten some lube or something,” he scolds you. You hiccup against his chest and he continues to hold you.

After a few moments have passed and the pain has subsided, you feel confident to try again. Colson takes a little convincing but agrees to try again. This time he forces himself to watch your face and make sure you’re not holding in your pain. As he pushes in, much slower this time, you breathe through the feeling of pain and it actually helps. Once he’s all the way in he stills for a few seconds, allowing you to stretch and accomodate his length. You nod at him when you feel ready for him to move. It doesn’t take long for you to moisten him enough that there is barely any pain. After a few strokes you begin to feel an unbelievable wave of pleasure as his dick hits all the right spots.

“Oh my god, Colson,” you moan as you claw at his back.

“Yeah, say my name baby. Beg me to fuck you,” Colson groans as he pushes in and out of you.

“Please, fuck me harder Colson.”

He fastens his pace until your cumming on his dick. Your walls tightening on him, making it harder for him to move at a fast pace. Once you come down from your high, Colson picks you up so your straddling him and he begins to move quickly in and out of you. His face is buried in your neck as you cry out with pleasure as he hits your g-spot with each thrust. His groans become more guttural as he pushes in and out of you at a faster pace.

“Fuck, I’m close-,” he growls into your ear. “Are you…uh fuck…Are you on the pill.” You’re so overwhelmed by pleasure that all you can do is nod. “Shit, I’m cumming.”

The feeling of Colson coming undone sends you over the edge and you have your 3rd orgasm of the day. You both pant as you try to catch your breath. Colson places you down gently, holding you until you’ve regained the feeling in your legs. He disappears down the hallway and returns with a damp washcloth and cleans between your legs and down your inner thighs. He doesn’t say anything and neither do you. He hands you your clothes wordlessly and you feel a hardening in the pit of your stomach.

Oh no, he’s regretting it. You feel a familiar stinging in your eyes and you turn away as you silently dress yourself. You have to get out. Now. Then you remember your panties are still in his pocket. Oh well, guess you’ll just have to replace them.

You pick up your shoes and begin your walk of shame to the door but Colson tugs at your arm to pull you back. You can feel the tears have begun to silently slip down your cheeks and you feel like a mess. There’s an aching in your chest that you can’t shift and it’s making it hard to breathe.

“Hey, where are you going?” Colson asks, confusion in his tone. He’s trying to make eye contact but you can’t look at him.

“It’s ok, I understand,” you mumble.

“What the fuck are you talking about, Y/N? What’s ok? Wait, are you crying?” He cups your cheeks and forces you to look at him.

“It’s ok that you wish we hadn’t…I understand you don’t want this and you want to be just friends.”

“What fucking planet are you living on?” You don’t know what to say so you shrug. “Y/N, I am in love with you. Do you get that? I have been in love with you since we were 14 and I used to give you piggy back rides and giggle in my ear when I would spin you around. I’ve loved you since you painted my nails, the first time, because it was raining and you were bored and I wanted to make you happy. I’ve loved you since the first time we had a secret sleepover when your parents weren’t home and you wrapped your arm around me in your sleep. This was never going to be just be sex, you and I will never be ‘just friends’ again. I want you and only you. I am yours and have been since I first laid eyes on you.”

And with that speech Colson crashes his lips to yours and the happiness you feel right now, warms your whole body. You wrap yours arms around Colson’s neck and you smile into Colson’s lips with pure joy. There’s a wolf whistle at the kitchen entryway and you pull away from Colson’s lips. You try to move away from him but he snakes and arm around your waist and holds you to his side.

“So this is the ‘errand’ you had to run?” Rook teases you with his arms folded over his chest and a huge grin on his face. You’re never going to hear the end of this.

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Dear annon! I'm sorry this took so long! It was kind of a challenge to write a story with different povs but I had a good time doing it!

I hope you'll like it!

*Requests are open - read Pinned post!*

Hiii I'm new to your blog and I think your sickfics are SO good, I don’t know many authors on here who write them for stray kids hahaha especially the self-insert ones so I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot w yours! I’m Hyunjin biased so I wanted to request one where he gets airsick while traveling back to Korea with y/n and the boys and he thinks it’s just that but it doesn’t stop once they land and realizes he caught a stomach bug. Maybe Felix could’ve caught it too and Felix’s gf and y/n team up to help their boys🥺💞

Last leg of the tour and the beginning of a well-deserved vacation. The boys have been on tour for about 4 months now, and you had the opportunity to travel with them for the last month, which Hyunjin was more than grateful for.

They had back-to-back performances and your being there was the only thing keeping Hyunjin from going crazy. He loves to perform but that didn't mean he never got tired.

The group was scheduled to go back to Korea the next day after the last performance, something you were grateful for but at the same time, both you and Felix's girlfriend didn't like the whole situation of having any time to properly rest before taking a flight to another country.

After the performance, the staff members treated the group and you to a much-deserved meal, and later you went back to the hotel.

Saying you two slept like rocks was an understatement, but thankfully before you went to bed you made sure to make him help you pack your bags so there would be no stress the next day before the flight.

The plane would leave early in the morning which meant you had to get up early, meaning, not that much sleep time for both of you. But the bright side to this is you'd be home sooner. You were more than happy to be returning to Korea, but little did you know that today would be an eventful one.

Hyunjin woke up feeling a little strange, he felt lethargic, more than he normally would after a performance. But he decided to brush it off as being just simply exhaustion and got up from bed.

- Good morning, babe

- Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?

- Hmm. And you?

- I did. I decided to let you sleep a little more, you seemed like you were really tired so I didn't want to wake you up.

- thanks, babe.

- Now, go take your shower. We'll have breakfast and then we'll leave for the airport.

- Alright.

Hyunjin got to the shower and he still couldn't properly shake off the feeling that something wasn't right. Maybe he was nervous? He didn't know, and it wouldn't help to keep on thinking about it.

Getting out of the shower, he put on some cozy yet fashionable clothes and decided to leave his long locks in a more messy style, because he knew you loved that.

- Someone's looking handsome....

- Just for you, my love.

He hugged you and placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

- Let's go have breakfast.

You met with the boys in the lobby and went to the restaurant. You loved the hotel's breakfast, it had all sorts of options. You went with a lighter one, and since you'd be spending a few good hours on the plane, you deemed it best to not eat that much.

Hyunjin ate normally, just like the others, and he thought that maybe what he was feeling earlier was just from being too tired and he had nothing to worry about.

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The flight was scheduled to take at least 6 hours before it landed in Korea and thankfully the company managed to get a private plane this time. After such a long time on tour with barely any days of rest, the least they wanted was to risk taking a plane full of fans, especially because you and Felix's girlfriend were there.

The plane wasn't a private jet, it was bigger, the chairs were super comfortable and you could watch movies. It was cold so they gave you a blanket which you gratefully accepted.

You turned your attention to Hyunjin when you noticed he had gone too quiet.

- Hey, babe, are you okay?

- Yeah, why?

- I don't know, you went quiet for a bit

- oh, I guess I was kind of spaced out...

- You sure?

- Yeah. I'm okay.

He placed a soft kiss on your hand and didn't let go of it. He continued to scroll through his phone, trying to get his mind away from the obvious: he wasn't okay.

The strange feeling he had earlier had grown a bit and it was starting to worry him, he felt something turning in his stomach but it wasn't nausea, at least not yet.

After about 20 minutes the plane took off, in a while, it was already flying stable, there were no clouds, meaning no rain, and everything indicated that it would be a tranquil flight.

Seeing that you were going to spend a few good hours sitting on that plane, you and Hyunjin decided to watch some movies and eat some of the snacks available.

Hyunjin ate some of the snacks and drank half a bottle of water before he started to feel bad. He stopped paying attention to the movie and focused only on his breathing. You could see that he was gripping the fabric of his sweatpants and that his eyes were focused somewhere else.

- Babe, what's wrong?

- I don't know...

- What are you feeling?

- Nauseous...

He finished his sentence and his stomach started to turn aggressively, he could feel the burning sensation growing on his chest and he broke into a cold sweat. Instinctively, he grabbed your hand and squeezed it until his knuckles turned white and you squeezed them back reassuringly. He squeezed his eyes shut and started swallowing conclusively until his mouth became numb. After a while, it felt like the nausea had disappeared but it came back even stronger than before. He covered his mouth with his hand and swallowed again before being able to warn you.

- I'm- I'm gonna be sick-

He gagged into his hand and you quickly grabbed the sick bag in front of your seat and placed it underneath his mouth.

He let go of his mouth and grabbed the sick bag, but unfortunately, nothing came up.

He left his mouth open, but nothing but thick saliva came out, and still, he felt incredibly nauseous and he didn't dare go back to his position.

You tied his hair in a bun, making sure it wouldn't get in the way in case he ended up vomiting. And you started to rub his back.

After a while he started to gag unproductively, his stomach made him arch his back painfully countless times but nothing but saliva came out.

You decided to change the approach and started rubbing his back starting from his lower back up to in between his shoulder blades, trying to stimulate him, and started rubbing his stomach as well, pressing it gently from time to time.

He gagged unproductively a few more times before a thick stream of vomit made its way out making him arch his back.

- There you go. Just let it all out.

He barely had time to catch his breath before another stream came out mixing with what was already in the bag making a sickening sound. He lifted his head for a few seconds before another strong wave made him cough up more chunky vomit, his body was determined to expel everything he had eaten on that day and maybe even the night before.

- Oh my god, Hyunjin.

He threw up a few more times before his body left him feeling miserable and only vomiting bile.

- Babe, I think you're done. You'll only hurt your throat. Try to sit back for a while.

He did as you told him and that was when you noticed how pale his complexion had gone and how sweaty he was.

You asked the steward to give you a towel so you could wipe off his sweat and maybe make him feel a little comfortable.

He turned to you, teary-eyed.

- I'm so sorry...

- No, my love. Don't apologize, it's not your fault.

- It is...I felt something weird earlier and I should've told you...

- There was no way you would've known this would happen, my love. How are you feeling right now?

- Still nauseous...I feel like I'm gonna be sick at any time.

- Okay. Take deep breaths, with me, okay?

- Okay.

He followed your breathing pattern and for a while, it worked. But given how much he'd vomited he was feeling lightheaded and without notice, the plane entered a small turbulent area which caused it to jerk. The movement made the dizziness Hyunjin was feeling, even worse. Even though the jerking stopped, he tried to focus his vision, but the swaying continued.

He moved forward, squeezed his eyes, and brought his hand to his head, in a failed attempt to make it stop spinning.

- Hey, Hyunjin, what is it?

- I feel really dizzy...my head won't stop spinning...

- Grab my hand. I'm right here.

You squeezed his hand providing him some comfort and rubbed his back. After minutes of constant swaying, the nausea came back, as strong as before.

- Babe, give me the bag

- Here.

You handed him the sick bag and he quickly put it under his chin and bent forward. At first, he only spat out thick saliva and gagged unproductively. But even though it was empty, his stomach was determined to make him suffer even more. It contracted in painful cramps, making him gag harshly and arch his back, with thin streams of liquid spilling out of his mouth.

You kept rubbing his back in circles and it hurt you when you noticed tears forming in his eyes.

- Oh babe. You're gonna be okay.

The cramps continued until he threw up a good amount of liquid into the bag, bending even further. He coughed a few times which triggered his stomach even more, expelling even more liquid.

The ordeal lasted about 20 minutes before he was left dry heaving. You noticed that he was shaking, so you gave him some water to rinse his mouth and then took the bag away from him and guided him to sit back in his seat.

- Babe, come here. Straighten your back, if you stay in this position you'll keep on getting nauseous.

- O-okay...I don't wanna be sick again, my throat is burning and my whole body hurts...

- I know sweetie. Take deep breaths with me. Inhale 1 2 3 4, hold 1 2 3 4 and exhale 1 2 3 4. Keep up with me.

In a few minutes, he was finally able to calm down and the nausea went away for a while.

- Can you wait here for a moment?

- yeah...

- Keep the sick bag on your lap alright? I'll be right back.

You went to Felix's and his girlfriend's seat since you knew that there was a high chance she would have some anti-emetics with her, as she sometimes felt nauseous during flights as well.

It was only when you reached them that you noticed how bad the situation was getting inside that plane.

- hey, Stevie, is everything okay?

- Y/n! No, Felix got sick a few minutes ago

- Him too?

- What? What do you mean?

- Hyunjin got sick as well.

- Oh my god.

- I came here to see if you had any anti-emetics.

- I do! I have plenty hahaha. This time I'm feeling okay but I always have it on me. For some reason, I brought an extra amount this time. You can have these.

- Thank you so much! Do you think our boys might be just airsick?

- Maybe. I mean, it was a really long and tiring tour. Maybe it's just that.

- I hope. We still have, what, 3 hours of flight left?

- Oh my god. Let's hope the anti-emetics have at least some effect.

- Yeah. Thank you so much, sweetheart. If you need anything message me.

- You too.

You came back to your seat and saw Hyunjin leaning over the sick bag again.

- Did you throw up again?

- A little...Babe, I feel awful...The nausea won't stop...

- I got some anti-emetics with Felix's girlfriend. He is sick as well.

- Really?

- Yeah. But we think you guys might be just air sick, I mean, the tour ended yesterday, and you barely had time to rest.

- You might be right.

- Do you think you can take the pills now? Think you can keep it down?

- I think so...

- Do you want water or a sports drink?

- water...

- Here you go.

The boys saw the commotion and Chan stood from his seat and made his way to you. Sometimes you could swear this boy had a sixth sense.

He knew that Hyunjin wouldn't like everyone's attention on him, so before he reached you he told the boys to stay put.

- Y/n, what's going on?

- Chan, he started to feel nauseous all of a sudden. He was okay a few minutes ago...

- Hyunjin-ah, what are you feeling?

- H-Hyung...I don't-- I don't know... I feel nauseous...

- Did he throw up?

- Yes.

- Okay, I'll talk to the manager. Felix got sick as well.

MOMENTS BEFORE (FELIX AND STEVIE)

- Love, can I lay my head on your shoulder?

He asked with those puppy eyes and those freckles on his face just made him even cuter.

- You know those puppy eyes are not fair.

- Please?

- Sure, you won.

He laid down his head and started scrolling through his phone, from time to time he let out a laugh and showed Stevie something he found interesting. He loved sharing things with her and she did as well.

She was playing some games on her phone and then suggested that the two of them watched something to pass the time.

30 minutes into the movie, Felix was fast asleep. She didn't dare move to not wake him, she knew every minute of sleep was precious to these boys.

Stevie finished watching the movie and decided to listen to some music.

A few minutes later Felix woke up, he was looking kind of confused, which she found odd, but then again, he barely had any rest before the flight.

- Did you sleep well?

- Hmm. Just because I was laying on your shoulder.

- Silly.

- I uh, I think I'm gonna use the restroom.

- Is everything okay? You look a little off...

- Yeah. I just drank too much water.

- Okay.

Stevie couldn't help but feel worried as she noticed he was looking a little pale, but she knew that if he was feeling unwell it wouldn't take long for him to tell her.

Felix got to the small bathroom and closed the door behind him. He stood in front of the mirror and noticed his complexion had gone pale.

Somehow he started feeling nauseous after the plane took off. At first, he thought it was just nervousness and tiredness but it didn't go away, it just grew stronger. His stomach was twisting and turning, he grabbed the edges of the sink for support and bent over the sink leaving his mouth open.

He thought that maybe something wasn't sitting right or he would get better if it got out of his system. But he only gagged unproductively and nothing came out, only thick saliva.

He knew Stevie would be worried if he took any longer so he washed his face and took a few deep breaths and made sure the nausea went away before returning to his seat.

- Is everything okay, love?

- Yeah.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah. I'm just tired, I guess.

- Wanna lay down?

- No... I rather stay like this...Can you pet my head? Please?

- Sure. But you don't look alright, Lix.

- I'm sorry, babe. I think I'm a bit air sick...

- Why didn't you tell me before?

- I thought it would go away...

- Did you throw up?

- No...I tried but nothing came up.

- Oh babe. Come here.

She brought him closer and hugged him, laying his head on her shoulder, and started petting his head.

- Try to sleep some more, babe. Try not to think about it. But tell me if you start feeling sick, okay?

- Okay... thank you.

She kept stroking his hair until he fell asleep again, but that moment of peace didn't last long.

He started to feel a strong wave of nausea coming up his chest and it felt like he had an air bubble stuck in his throat. He put himself in a sitting position and grabbed her hand.

- Babe, are you okay? Are you feeling sick?

- I don't know...it feels weird like I have something stuck on my throat, like an air bubble or something...and I feel something creeping up my chest.

- Give me your hands. Try to focus on what I'm doing and follow my breathing, alright?

Stevie had to deal with airsickness and car sickness from time to time so she had a few tricks up her sleeve. She started rubbing circles in his hand and took deep long breaths, which he followed along.

But the nausea only grew stronger, he felt liquid coming up his throat and started to swallow convulsively and squeezed her hand tight, trying to ground himself in the middle of the situation.

Eventually, the sensation in his throat was getting unbearable and he gagged onto his hand and before anything could happen she gave him the sick bag.

Stevie decided to change her approach and started rubbing his back.

-It's okay. I'm right here with you.

He took deep breaths but whatever was stuck in his throat was determined to get out. He grabbed the sick bag and belched and was surprised when a stream of chunky vomit came out without much warning.

He coughed a few times before he gagged again, throwing up, even more, his back arching.

She kept rubbing his back in circles and placed her hands on his leg, reassuring him she was there.

- I'm here, my love. You're okay.

- I don- I don't wanna vomit anymore...

- I know, love. But something's upsetting your stomach. You might feel better after everything is out.

He decided to sit upright again, trying to control the nausea. He hated being sick and given his gag reflex, it didn't take much to make him sick.

All of a sudden the plane jerked because of a little bit of turbulence, and that sent Felix's stomach over the edge.

He bent even further gagging harshly into the sick bag when another stream made its way out mixing with what was already in the bag, his stomach didn't want to let him rest and didn't give him a chance to catch his breath when another wave came out, almost making him choke.

- Okay, my love. Calm down. I'm right here.

She started massaging his nape when she noticed how he was sweating and shivering.

- Oh my poor baby.

Before she could notice, Chan had already made his way to hour seat.

- Hey, Stevie. What's going on? I heard someone retching and the boys started making some noise.

- Chan! Felix started feeling sick a few minutes ago.

- Did he eat something?

- Just breakfast before we left. He was okay, though.

- It might be just air sickness.

Throughout the conversation, Felix had his head dug inside the sick bag, his stomach letting out everything he had eaten.

- Oh my God, mate. Felix, try to breathe.

- H-Hyung...I'm sorry...

- No need to apologize. Stevie do you have some medicine with you? If not, I think Minho might have some.

- I do! I'll try to give him some. To see if we can manage the next hours.

- Okay. I'll talk to the manager. I'll go check what's happening over there.

- Thanks.

Chan left to see what the commotion was on the other side, leaving Stevie and Felix alone.

- Felix, my love, I think you're done. Sit back for a while, and straighten your back.

- Okay...

- Breathe with me, okay?

He followed her instructions and took deep breaths. Eventually, the nausea went away finally giving him some time to breathe.

- There you go. You're doing good.

- I think I'm alright for now... Do you have some water? My mouth feels sour.

- Yeah. Take small sips. Do you think you can stomach some of the medicine right now?

- Do they have any taste?

- No, it's a gel capsule one.

- I think I can then.

He took the pill and small sips of water and laid his head on her shoulder again.

- Let me stay like this...

- Sure, love. It will take about 30 minutes to have some effect. I hope it'll help through the rest of the flight.

BACK TO HYUNJIN AND Y/N.

It had passed about 45 minutes since Hyunjin took the pill you gave him. It was starting to have some effect, the nausea was going away and he felt really tired.

- Hey sweetie, how are you feeling now?

- The nausea seems to be going away... I feel really sleepy...Cold and hot at the same time...

- The sleepiness is due to the medicine. I don't think you have a fever though.

- It still feels weird...Like, I still feel my stomach acting up...

- Do you think you're gonna be sick again?

- No...At least not now...

- The effect of the medicine should last about 4-6 hours

- How much longer do we have until we land?

- About 2h30?

- Oh my God...

- Just try to relax, love. I'm right here. Why don't you lie down, and see if you can get any sleep?

- I'll try....

He drift off to sleep soon after you two talked, the pills seemed to be working properly so you decided to leave him be for a while.

After about an hour he woke up again, and he felt better than before. The nausea seemed to have gone away and given that he threw up everything he had eaten, he was feeling a little hungry.

- Hey babe, did you manage to get some sleep?

- Yeah.

- How are you feeling?

- It seems like the nausea stopped... And I feel a little hungry but at the same time, I'm afraid of eating and vomiting again.

- I think it's best if you try to eat a little, there's too much acid in your stomach. I'll get some bread and a sports drink for you.

You asked the steward who quickly came back with both of your meals and a new sick bag, just in case.

- Here. It's just plain bread. It'll help with the acid. Trust me. And the sports drink doesn't have any sugar so it won't trigger your stomach. But take small bites and small sips.

- Understood.

The last phrase almost convinced you he was okay and that it might've just been a case of air sickness. But deep down, you felt like it wasn't really the case.

After another hour, the plane finally landed, Hyunjin and Felix didn't get sick anymore, so both you and Stevie sighed in relief as that hell of a flight had finally ended, and that it indeed had been just a case of air sickness.

When you got out of the plane, you were escorted to a private area of the airport, since you and Stevie were with the boys.

You walked out holding Hyunjin's hand, which was freezing cold.

- We're finally home, love.

- yeah...

As you were walking to get the bags, Hyunjin started to feel off again. He suddenly stopped and squeezed your hand.

- Babe... Can we stop for a while?

- Hyunjin? What's wrong?

- I don't feel good... I feel lightheaded...

He swayed on his feet and you were quick to give him support.

- Hyunjin!

Chan saw the commotion and went to help, he was quick to get by Hyunjin's side and hold him.

- Y/n, what happened?

- He said he felt lightheaded...

- Hey, Hyunjin-ah, what are you feeling right now?

- Like I'm about to faint...

You and Chan saw the color fade from Hyunjin's face and quickly guided him to seat on a bench that was nearby.

- Hey, love. Listen to me. Put your head between your knees. I'm gonna press down on your neck and you'll try to force your head up. Let's see if it will make your blood pressure go back to normal.

He did as he was told and after a few minutes, the dizziness faded but it left a feeling of nausea he couldn't shake away.

- Babe, I'm gonna be sick again-

He said gagging into his hand.

- Do you think you can make it to the bathroom?

- No...

He didn't even finish his sentence before he lurched forward as a strong wave of vomit forced its way out.

Thankfully you were in a private area of the airport, as that would've caused a huge commotion.

- You're okay. I'm right here with you. Let it all out.

You rubbed his back up and down and in circles as he continued to spill out the little amount he managed to eat during the flight.

By now you were convinced this wasn't air sickness.

At the same time, Felix felt sick as well and Stevie took him to the bathroom, thankfully there wasn't anyone but the group and staff there, so she could enter the bathroom with him.

Entering the bathroom, they went straight to the sink and Felix grabbed the edges like his life depended on it.

Stevie rubbed his back up and down and pressed down on his stomach to help him get everything out. After a few minutes of the ordeal, he was left dry heaving, and only bile came out.

-Lix, I think you're done, my love.

- But it still hurts...I still feel like there's something coming up my throat.

- Sweetie, there's nothing in your stomach. You'll only hurt yourself. Let's try to breathe, alright?

- Okay.

Stevie helped him rinse his mouth and after a few minutes of trying to control his breathing, they deemed it safe to come out of the bathroom.

Both of them met with Chan.

- Stevie, we are gonna take you two and Hyunjin and Y/n to the hospital. We think they might've caught a stomach bug.

- Did Hyunjin vomit again?

- Unfortunately yes, Y/n is there with him. He felt lightheaded so the medical staff took him to another room for a while so he could recover before sending him to the hospital.

- Okay.

You and Hyunjin came out of the room a few minutes later, with you supporting most of his weight.

Chan helped you steady him and guide him to the car but he got sick midway again, vomit hitting the ground with a sickening sound.

- Yeah, they definitely got a stomach bug.

The staff took all four of you to the hospital where both of them were examined and it was confirmed, they had caught a stomach bug.

They both had to stay on IV drips for a while, so you and Stevie went out for a bit to talk.

- What do we do now Stevie?

- I don't know. I never imagined they would get this sick. But this tour was really something else. All the different weathers, back-to-back performances.

- You're right. What do you say we stay with them at the dorms? We could discuss with the other members to let us four stay in one dorm while they recover. Although I know they love each other's company, they all deserve to rest.

- Let's talk to Chan.

You called Chan and explained the situation and he agreed to get the boys to stay temporarily in one dorm while Hyunjin and Felix recovered.

After about an hour, they were discharged, and the doctor gave them some sick bags, just in case something happened during the ride back to the dorms.

For the next five days, you and Stevie stayed with the boys to take care of them. They still got sick several times during the night and day and it wasn't until the fourth day before they felt like human beings again.

You and Stevie cooked a well-deserved homemade meal, with light seasoning which both of them gratefully accepted.

- Hhhmm! This is really good, honey!

- I'm glad you liked it! We tried to make your favorites.

- Woah, this is the best meal of my life, Stevie!

- Eat up, babe. You deserve it.

You and Stevie joined the boys for the banquet and finally spend some quality time together without anyone getting sick. You ate, played games and watched movies. When the weather turned cold and started to rain, all of you put on some cozy clothes and cuddle on the couch. And within minutes you were fast asleep.

A few hours later, Chan and the boys got back and found all 4 of you, completely knocked out on the couch.

- Hyung, should we wake them? Tell them to go to bed, it's more comfortable there.

- No. Let's just leave them like this. Those were some tiring days. Let's go back to the other dorm, just turn off the lights.

To say the four of you slept like ferrets was an understatement, you slept close to 24 hours straight. And they were the best hours of sleep all of you ever had in life.

#emeto #sickfic #whump #stray kids emeto #stray kids sickfic #hyunjin emeto #hyunjin sickfic #felix sickfic #felix emeto #kpop sickfic #kpop emeto

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kasey-writes-stuff · 2 years

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Tickled while gaming

I realize now this definitely strays from the prompt oops but I still like it so I’m posting it anyways! So definitely don’t feel bad if you write something for this and then realize it’s strayed from the prompt it’s perfectly okay!

Sam and Punz had finally met up! Punz flew to Sam’s place and was staying for about a week. They had plenty of pictures and streams planned but for the first day or so they decided just to hang out off camera and play some games. They were currently playing Mario kart on Sam’s switch and Sam was winning big time!

“Haha! Yes another blue shell!” Punz groaned in frustration “oh come on that’s like third one in less than fifteen seconds!” Sam laughs softly “Well maybe you should just get better at the game so you can get to the blue shells first!” Punz scoffed and lightly elbowed Sam “Oh shut up! I’m way better than you I’m just jet lagged!” Sam was about to retort but feeling the light jab he squeaked and instinctively covered his side “Dude it’s only a- EEK!” His jerk caused him to lose control of his car making Punz quickly speed into first place! Punz cheered excitedly a glint of mischief in his eye knowing all too well why Sam had reacted like that.. it was very obvious to him seeing as Karl, Sapnap and Foolish had all done the same before when he’s done it to them.. Sam is ticklish! Soon enough Sam began gaining speed again and was able to grab a banana and throw it at Punz. It hit just enough to cause Punz to once again lose first place! “What?!? No way that’s so unfair come on!” Sam laughed happily “hahaha! Haha! Lets go baby back in first!” Punz shook his head “Not for long you’re not!” He tossed his controller aside not caring about the game itself now and instead caring about making Sam laugh. He quickly tackled Sam making him land on his back on the couch. He swiftly grabbed Sam’s controller while he was still in shock and confusion at being pinned down. “Punz what the heck!!? I was about to win!”

Punz laughs softly smirking “Well now neither of us are gonna win that game of Mario kart but I think I have a different game in mind..” Sam looked at Punz curiously “okay? What’s the game?” Punz snickers softly “well I noticed when I jabbed your side with my elbow you squeaked and covered your side and you know Karl,Foolish and Sapnap all did that when I elbowed them as well and you know what that meant Sam?” He shakes his head softly at Punz “Uhh no?” Punz’s smirk grows “it means… they’re ticklish! So now my challenge for you is if you can keep your arms above your head and not giggle or laugh for three minutes while I’m tickling you then you are the overall winner of the Mario kart games even the ones I won and I will buy pizza and drinks for us tonight, but if I win then I’m the overall winner and you buy the pizza and drinks” Sam’s eyes widen okay he figured somehow or another Punz would find out about his ticklishness but he never imagined it would be this soon!?! None the less he didn’t mind actually he didn’t mind tickling in general and in fact even liked it to an extent both being tickled and tickling others.. that combined with his competitiveness made it easy to say “yes I’m so down! No way I can lose dude I have mega will power and just power in general have you seen my biceps?!” Punz rolls his eyes “Yes I’ve seen them but I don’t really think your strength will help you keep them up but whatever you think Sam whatever will help you feel like you’re gonna win.. is there any off limit spots?” Sam thought a minute and then shook his head “No I don’t think so” Punz nods “okay good, hmm now where to start where to start..”

He hovered his hands all over sams upper body and even leaned back and hovered them over his upper legs… Sam gulped nervously and with anticipation… He squeaked when Punz’s hands landed on thighs “EEK!” Punz smiled excitedly “Bad spot Sam?” Sam shrugged softly trying to cover up his nerves “maybe maybe not…” Punz nodded “you see I’m the youngest in my family so I was often the victim of tickle attacks and you know being on the receiving end so often I actually learned a lot I learned a lot of tricks and learned how to tell what spots are death spots because of how much you jump and jerk or your eyes flash so quickly to spots my hands hover over versus other spots that don’t have as much of a reaction so really I know the answer I just wanted to see what you would say… okay real quick before I start I wanna let you know the challenge isn’t over until you’ve lost both parts of the challenge so if you make it two minutes having only brought you arms down or having only laughed you still win but if you both laugh and being your arms down then you lose got it?” Sam nods “that makes sense and also makes this seem like the challenge is not gonna be anywhere near as easy as I thought…but yet the if I only do one and not the other will definitely help..” Punz nods excitedly “yea so you ready?”

Sam nods “Uhh yea sure” Punz nods “alright then!” He quickly began squeezing Sam’s thighs! Despite his best effort Sam lasted maybe two seconds before squealing and breaking into loud laughter “EEP NAHAHA THEHE THIHIHGGHHHSS AHAHRRHEHEHE SOHOHO UHUHNNFAHAHIHIHRRR!” Punz snickered “dude all is fair in a tickle challenge, right now you just need to be worried about making sure those arms of yours stay up” Sam internally groans knowing Punz is right… he squeaks as Punz hits a sweet spot on his inner thigh “EEK FRIXK NOT THERE!” Punz smirks “oh? Not here? Hmm? Not here? Welp sorry Sam this spots too good to stay away from!” He continues focusing on that spot a few seconds longer before he moves to sit on Sam’s waist.. his hands land on Sam’s sides and he very slowly starts creeping his fingers up them, up sams lower ribs, up his upper ribs and then he stops just before his pits… Sam’s residual giggles have finally stopped and his eyes widen “no no no no no Punz please!”

Punz looks at Sam teasing tone ever so evident as he says “awe are your armpits too ticklish Sam? Hm are you afraid if I even put a single finger in there that your arms will come down?” Sam groans his face bright red he clasps his hands together behind his head talking a deep breathe in attempt to steel himself before letting it out “No! I got this so give me your all!” Punz’s eyebrows raise in surprise and he nods “okay you got it!” Sam was very surprised when instead of drilling or poking motions though he felt very gentle scratches he was also very surprised at just how much they tickled but yet at the same time didn’t tickle enough and made him want to ask for more “eeehehehe puhuhunnzzzz whahhattt thehehe hehehecckkkkkk?!” Punz smirks with satisfaction his technique seeming to work great “what can’t take some gentle tickles Sam? Hmm they tickle so much but yet not enough? Do you want me to do more?”

Sam holds back a flustered whine thinking to himself gosh dang punzo is so evil “ohoho shuhuhssshh ihihi coouhuhullddd tahahakkhehee thihisss fohohorrr aggehehsss” Punz glances at the clock only a minute left he has to pull out the big big guns! He switches to a single finger in each pit swirling from the middle to the outsides and back in in circles! Sam squeaks his arms nearly coming down it’s almost like an itchy tickle the kind of tickle you feel when a bug is on you or you have an itch on your foot and try to scratch it it’s so bad and so annoying he can’t take it he wants more he needs more! “eek! Frihihicckkkkkk nohohoh! Ohohokkahahyy plehehehahasshehe stohohoppp thahhattt plehehwaashehehe dohoho mohohorrrehehhe!” Punz smiles with satisfaction “Do more? You mean like this?!?” He quickly scribbles in Sam’s armpits before switching to vibrating motions focusing on the middles! Almost instantly Sam shrieks his arms come flying down as he bursts into laughter “AAEEHH AHAHHAHAHA NAHHAHAHA FRIHIHICCKKK!” Punz cheers as he’s still tickling him “Woo! I win!”

“FRIHICCK YOUURRHEHE WHAHAYY TOHOH GOHOHDD AHHATTT THIHSS!” Punz blushes softly and after a few more seconds slides his hands out and climbs of Sam sitting beside him “uh thanks, that was um that was really fun actually I hope you didn’t mind or anything” Sam sits up once he’s regained his breathe and his residual giggles have stopped “that was really fun and I uh no I actually maybe kinda enjoyed it…” Punz smiles brightly “good good I’m glad” Sam smiles nodding “I do have a question though…” Punz nods “yea?” Sam smirks “You said you learnt a lot of that by being ganged up on by your siblings right?” Punz nods “yea? What what exactly are you asking Sam?” Sam’s smirk morphs into a mischievous smile as he says “well I’m just curious as to if any of it would still work…” Punz’s eyes widen and he immediately takes off Sam right behind him giggling the whole way “gehehtt baacckk heherrhehe puhuhnzz!” “Nohoho whahahyyy!”

The end

#Kasey’s Punz week #kasey writes stuff #lee!sam #ler!punz

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the-firebird69 · 12 days

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Bruce Lee's little fanboy, but not limited to any form of martial arts #...

This guy helps to harm Bruce Lee who is missing and we're going to make him do the job it's one of these weird people here who thinks he's cool and the powerful one and he is going to get his ass kicked every time don't you get on purpose and we agree and these guys are the ones for the job and it is going on fairly soon they said and they're going to try and get a car down before he has money all sorts of dumb s*** but a lot of people are not going to let that happen like us

Jet li you do know what we're saying and the max actually are going to make it work that way too

We don't need to tell you what would happen if you follow through that and such and yeah it's somebody else doing it and you're having a real war and he says I'm going to be crucified and I get a Jesus complex and I die as him with his image. He says I really need it it'll correct my behavior and I'm an elf and a loss and stuff and I'm saying that but really it's disgusting how greedy I am it says I'm not greedy at all I'm just stupid and a turd and ridiculous and wrecking my own realm and theirs and don't care I sort of don't and he says yeah people use that kind of thing and people get you there and they don't know what the effect is and I'm actually saying I should probably get him funds but probably won't and he says he'll sell the car and I'll get the s*** kicked out of me and get crucified and go to tighten and die and that's probably why good he says people will see it gets something it's probably going to happen that way

Trump

Probably

Hera Zues hahaha LOL you're such a freaking moron that's fun it's supposed to be quiet and just say that I want to say stuff like you're a f**** Joel watts and your steaming f**** and you're not a good actor or faker or a liar or cheat you're just this piece of s*** and all your s***'s rotting they pull it out in a lot of it's no good you have to get the ordinance out so it won't blow up that's probably your ass and I ain't playing sit around until it explodes and we have that but that's the mean three theme we think we for an earthquake from us doing stuff and it's seen in a movie and you thought it was working but no that's when we couldn't get to it's something I don't know where and it's blown up on purpose and they say it's because you're idiots are still there LOL and robots and we see a leave and it's like the last time and you're going to die just go around he just said you keep coming back and people keep saying no it's a message we use a method and boy you stupid you were doing it right and I don't want to do anything and you're a lazy f****** this is not even a plan

Olympus

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masterandapprentice · 7 months

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Hello! Wanted to say I really enjoy your blog! :D I’m new to the NFL, but it seems some people only support a single team and others maybe have a main team but also like other teams/players. So, I was curious how you came to be a fan of the NFL teams you support? And the players that you like? (And, if you want to share, how you started shipping some of the pairings that you like?)

Thank you! Hope to see you post more works soon, I really enjoy them 😊

Hi there, dear anonymous! :D

So sorry for the late replay! (I didn't forget your questions, just took me a lot more than I wanted to answer you ;) so, this is gonna be long ;)

First of all, thank you for your comments! So glad You like this kinda weird blog here haha, I appreciate it!

Sooo, let's go for the answers!

Yes, I do know there are people who only "support" one team, but I think, maybe, they are fan of a more than one, they just don't say that loud because of certain fandoms haha :P. In my case, I don't care to say it openly, I do support more than one, but, they are like ranked xD

I have been an NFL fan since I was like 10 or something, my older brothers usted to watch sports all day, and well, being the only girl (besides my mom) between a family of 6 it kinda guided me through all this wonderful NFL world :D

Specifically, I've been a Steelers fan for more or less 26 years. It all started when I saw Jerome Bettis running and scoring a touchdown and that's when I saw a curious largue banner holding on that side that said "The bus stops here" so, for me was like "what does that mean?" Ahahaha XD Then I knew Bettis was called "The bus", so, everything made sense in a funny way, and I liked that, and watching him running and people cheering and screaming for him for just going to the end zone with a ball was a great sensation xD (didn't understand still what was all of that football thing was ahahaha), I don't know, my brothers did the same when watching the Raiders play (yes, unfortunately, they were Raiders fans and now they are Cowboys ahaha xD), and I feel the same in that moment and continued to watch Steelers games and becoming a fan. Ups and Downs, wins and losses, superbowls, retirements, change of coaches, a lot to say in all of those years but pretty satisfying :).

At that time I didn't have a favorite player, but all changed when Roethlisberger debuted and he became my fav instantly :).

I didn't root for any other team at that time, until I watched Aaron Rodgers debut with Green Bay (It was love at first sight honestly hahaha, he was sooo cute!) so I also wanted Packers to win everytime and they got the place of my "second favorite team" :3, it was always so nice when they played. And of course he was also one of my fav players.

I must day I also cheered for a couple of other teams, but nothing too serious :P (Ravens and Titans, but just when they are not facing the Steelers or Packers lol)

After that, came the Chiefs. To be honest I never cheered for them until Mahomes. At first I kinda hated them lol and was because after they won the Super Bowl against 49's, everyone was talking about the Chiefs and Mahomes being like the new Patriots, and I just thought "Oh God, not another Brady please" xD

And I was sooooo wrong.

The next season, I fell in love with them. Completely. Not just Mahomes (which I loved once I saw him playing and smiling. Sorrynotsorry) but also Kelce, they were my 2 favorite players but I must say I liked them as a team, as a whole, so they became my new -tied with Packers- favorites :D.

Of course, Steelers are -and always be- number 1, but for now, as they are on a reconstruction period, Chiefs are getting higher and higher ahaha, but I loved them anyway :)

And finally! Jets! Just because is Aaron's new team, so, no discussion here :P

About pairings, well, that's funny because I liked yaoi and MalexMale relationships since I was in high school (so many years ago xD) and I have always found pairings I like, even if the anime/movie/series is not properly yaoi/gay (that's the beauty of imagination ;) )

I have been into sports for a long time (specially male sports, of course that's the extra plus visual I enjoy a lot lol) but almost never thought of them being involved in that way, too much testosterone never let me imagine 2 alpha guys in a relationship like that xD

But.... there's always an exception for everything haha ;D

One time (and it was no long ago) that I was looking on the internet for some players statistics for my fantasy, as I was having Rodgers as my QB and wanted to make a detailed plan for winning the fantasy that year :3, and I found a short, erotic"fic" about him and Alex Smith and I was like "OMG! What the hello I'm reading here!" XD it was funny, because never imagined that kind of guys like that, but, it surely woke up something in my mind that now allows me to imagine them :3

Of Course, Rodgers was one of my favs, and I started looking for more stories with him and.... guess who? Mahomes! Yes! I thought they would fit perfectly, and most of all, I love age-difference pairings, so they were like made for each other ❤️.

Mahomes x Kelce, not so much to say... best friends, same team, great connection, both hot sexy guys, why not? Ahahaha, yeah!

And, there are also other pairings I like but mostly is Rodgers/Mahomes my fav so far :D

OMG! That was too long!! I mean, who writes so much answering a question? xD sorry for the book.

But I really appreciate your lovely comments ❤️, i'll do my best for writing more and post them soon :D

Thank you so much!!!!! And again sorry for the delay!!! :) anything else I'm still here ;)

#nfl #questions #i write a lot lol

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tomyo · 8 months

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I know I suddenly posted a lot of backlog adventure stuff back to back haha but just a little lore building here. I felt some energy to actually try games after the rush of playing KH3. At the same time, games are hard alone bleh.

Next week though, I'm briefly staying with a friend who I might try to play through with on Sonic Riders and Nights. Last year when I visited him, I brought my Dreamcast down and we went through Jet Set Radio on it so this is the next playthrough together I guess hahaha.

I would of liked to play more Dreamcast games soon, however a lot of mine don't actually work at the moment. Shenmue and Sonic adventure need to be polished which is big oof anxiety and to a much less extent, Cooking Mama cook off. Might even trade that one in to be real. I think it'd probably be the most fun for us to one day attempt a Dream Cast Binge together. Shenmue will certainly be....a heavy meal of a game and other games like Time Stalkers and Space Channel 5 would just be fun with friends. I might even bring the 360 at some point so I can force him to do Free Riders with me too hahaha.

In general since basically buying every Harvest Moon game out there (as I write this I may or may not be getting grand bazaar and hero of leaf valley 💀) my attention jumped to my Sonic collection. Basically my biggest gap is with Wii era games surprisingly. When I was in elementary to early high school I was pretty big on the games and bought a lot of them for the sub $15 the GameCube ones cost at that time. There is a distinct pain over the fact the copy of Adventure XD I had I had to return for being to scratched given the prices now and for personal reasons, there's someone who I've wanted to be the one to give me their old copy of even though it won't ever happened hahaha. My biggest desires right now are to get my hands on Black Knight but I've also wanted a 360 copy of Unleashed, Generations, Zero Gravity, and Shadow the Hedgehog. Rush adventure and Shuffle also catch my eye but my wallet hurts enough as is. I really need to stop getting into game collecting.

Part of the reason to bring Sonic up is also because I'll probably be playing a replay of Sonic 06 with the friend who leant me his PS4. He apparently never played it but wants to and I love just... Backseat gaming rather than actually playing. Hahahah. Games can be magical but art takes up too much time in my life now. The switch has been helpful for my more on the go lifestyle these days but I often still run short on free time. Even now Ive been wasting work hours to do KH3 this past weekend.

I guess my final little ramble is back to my HM collection. God it's kinda scary how many games I had suddenly bought at once. I keep meaning to play but I know they're the kinda games I have to secretly dedicate a lot of time towards. If I do end up getting the two aforementioned with my recent impulse gets, I've pretty much achieved most major versions of the game. My biggest other missing ones probs come down to the Og Story of Seasons, A version of Back to Nature, and the FoMT remake. Another wonderful life is on there but I'm starting to question my need for that one when I hate all the bachelors which I'm required to marry. Overall though I've reached what feels like a pretty doable conclusion from all of those.

Playing them however.....is a separate case hahaha. I had briefly started a AWLSE run which I might try to pick up, I want to return to Animal Parade as well over the winter, and a Save the Homeland run should??? Be quick??? I just started a my little shop attempt which is a pretty pick up and put down game so I will likely do that daily with Animal Parade when I play that. Overall I think my biggest scare is the handheld games. They should be easier but they feel harder. I want to do A New beginning the most but the game mechanics are daunting. The DS cute Skye playthrough might end up being the better choice from those right now. Which leads me to question how long will I take to go through all those games since I haven't been playing them over the years like they were meant for.

I think if I do go through end of the year as I intend to, recovering from surgery, I will try to go through a bunch of them.

#tomyo's backlog adventure

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dessrinon-radomes · 11 months

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My USA trip

hmmmmmm.. where to start?

All I can say is, Europe and USA are very different.

Ok, I’ll start with my trip.

My trip started at Cebu (May 19, 2023), then Korea, then LA, then Chicago, finally, LaCrosse where the hotel is a 30 minute drive.

The trip itself went for 36 hours, probably because of the long layover in Korea which is 8 hrs.

I did not enjoy the airplane trip at all. It was looonnggg and uncomfortable. On top of that, I got diarrhea. Ugh, so disgusting and inconvenient. I have a sort-of rule, not pooping in public places specially in an airplane. I broke all those rules, that’s how upset my stomach was. I blame the food I ate. Dumplings with Chilli garlic in cebu, penne alfredo in korea, nachos in korea and bibimbap. Never again.

Once I got in the USA, my luggage was delayed a day. I have no clothes. All of my clothes are in my luggage, and the hotel has no robe. So I used a sheet to be a dress haha! Oh, upon checking in, the concierge said that our hotel is not paid for. Huh. I mean, there I was, worrying about my luggage, stomach and ass about to burst, and they are saying we cannot check in?? I was like NOOOO. hahaha but it all turned out fine. We paid for at least 2 nights for the meantime and finally, I was able to take a bath because I feel so gross, and finally had proper toilet time. I was not able to enjoy that first day in US.

Saturday, I have to have clothes. So, I wore my old clothes, went commando, and went to Target. I think I have spent 145 usd for my clothes haha! I bought 3 days worth of clothes in case I will never see my luggage again. I have a dinner with my colleague Sara that afternoon that’s why I bought clothes. Fortunately, when we were about to leave the hotel, my luggage arrived! YAY! We went to Freighthouse and I had the filet and it was sooo good! I also had my first Shirley temple and I liked it.

My stomach is still upset, but it got better by Sunday morning. That afternoon, we also have another dinner meeting with Sean. We went Mexican. I was feeling normal, but apparently Mexican food does not agree with me. I had Enchilada by the way. So Monday morning at 2:30 am, my stomach is hurting so, so bad that I went to the bathroom. Then there it go, another serious case of diarrhea. I was not able to sleep until it was time to go to office. Needless to say, on my first day in the office, I was nauseous and my stomach hurting as hell. Oh, and it was training day too. I want to work in the hotel but apparently the training does not have teams meeting so I have to be there. Fortunately, Sara introduced me to pepto. It helped me a lot in the morning and I was feeling quite better until after lunch. I ate a sandwich and soup, and then my stomach hurt again. I was able to brave it until 5pm, which I did number 2 in the bathroom because I cannot hold it in anymore. I hate wiping my ass but what to do???? So I did not eat any dinner, just saltines, gatorade to hydrate and some ginger ale. It helped a lot because the next day, I was feeling a whole lot better.

The next day (Tuesday), Sean took me to Hillside fish house. Lynuel were supposed to go with us but he fell asleep ( and he still denies he has jet lag). I had the best ribeye ever! But since my stomach is still not great, I did not eat the whole thing. Which I regretted, but hey, health comes first.

Then Wednesday, we went on a river cruise. Watlow sponsored it Yay! It has drinks and pizza as snacks. It was an hour and a half cruise and it was fun. It reminded me of our Bohol trip. The Loboc river cruise.

Thursday was uneventful but that’s ok because I was able to pray to God because I missed Church that day. :(

Friday, we went to Peter’s house for grilled brats and smores! I love Smores!! It was really good, I like Hershey’s more than Reese’s in my smores. Reese’s are too sweet. I have met Peter’s wife, Amanda, which is a charming lady, and his 2 kids. Sawyer (3 years old) and Dawson (1 year old). We had fun and went to Garvin heights.

Saturday, we were supposed to go hiking, but I got my period. So I spent Saturday and Sunday at the hotel, doing laundry haha! Yes, the first ever hotel I have experienced doing my own laundry. Oh this is when I bought a pair of sandals on impulse. Flittop. goodbye 80 usd huhu.

Monday came (May 29, 2023), and fortunately for us, it’s a holiday! It is called Memorial day. So we went to Mall of America. Sara and I bought matching crocs Sandals haha because if you buy one, you can get another pair with 25% off. I told her I want it but I don’t want to spend 60 usd for it. She liked the pair I liked and she decided to get one too hahaha enabler hahaha! I bought a Victoria’s secret bra because I’ve seen Penny and Amy (big bang theory) buying their underwear in there so I want one haha! I was able to find one around 20 usd (which is cheap) that has my size! I was ecstatic! I also bought mama perfume in there, it smells really nice :) I also bought my stash of bath and body works, 2 aprons and a magnet for my ref haha as souvenirs.

Then we went to IKEA to look at furniture. I did not like it that much, but it was nice to look at. Then we finally went to the outlet store. I got Gem and Ryan and the Kids GAP outfit. Oh my gosh I forgot about Tito Herky!!! All GAP items are on sale!!! I only got the Shark family outfits there. I did not like most of the items there since they are only t-shirts and denims. Then we went to the Converse store where I got a pair of sneakers for only 24.99 (1300 php)!! that’s dirt cheap! I planned to get only budz a pair but I decided to get one too so we are matching. It’s yellow, and so cute!

Then we went to this Italian restaurant, I didn’t like it that much, then finally went home.

Tuesday was uneventful.

Wednesday got interesting. Peter took us shooting haha. I almost backed out of it because I feel scared. But went on with it and I glad I tried it. We shot a rifle and shotgun. It feels surreal for me. I never held a gun before. I have seen one, it was Ninong Arnold’s. I feel uncomfortable around it, and I really did not care for the feedback. I always get surprised the moment I pulled the trigger and hear the shot and feel the kickback all at once. It is a rush yes, but I don’t think I will want it as a sport. Lynuel enjoyed it a lot (may pagka criminal siguro sya) haha!

Thursday, we went back to the hotel early because Sara has to get Kara and Peter was not around. It was also raining haha! So at 2:30, we are already in the hotel which I was grateful for because I will have more time to do laundry, packing, dinner and praying. I packed all of my things already.

Friday, today. I was awakened by a phone call with an unknown number at 2:30 am. Then I went online to see if there were chats from my family to see if they were calling and gem had a message with Teh then 3 crying emojis and I panicked. I called her but she didn’t answer so I called mama, which is not online so I called kuya who answered. Thankfully everyone was fine. Gem is just dramatic because she accidentally bought a SB tumbler and wants to borrow money. Oh my goodness. I tried going back to sleep but anxiety overwhelms me so I decided to turn on the TV and listened to MTV classic, which thankfully were playing 90s music and not noisy rock. I was able to go back to sleep. The morning went by and I had coffee because I feel tired. We are about to go to Sara’s for thanksgiving dinner. We went to an Italian place for lunch, I had aglio oglio, I didn’t like it because I can cook that way better than them but I enjoyed the tiramisu and cannoli. Later today, I do not know what to expect but I hope we have fun and we can go home early because we have a very early flight tomorrow. I’ll update this again.

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grolia · 5 years

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Kubo’s (non) answer about Squad 13′s new vice-captain

Q10: Who’s Squad 13’s vice-captain, now that Rukia’s become captain 10 years later? Is it possible Renji transferred from Squad 6 to Squad 13?

Kubo: I left the vice-captain position as it is, so I wonder Sentarou and Kiyone? But I haven’t drawn any scenes of this, what to do……? Nevertheless, I think it’d be lonesome if someone else suddenly became the vice-captain, and for both Rukia and Ukitake’s sake those two are the best options.

Looks like they work hard to support Rukia, respecting Kaein and Ukitake’s dying wishes.

(but... Kiyone clearly became the Squad 4 vice-captain under Isane, according to both We Do Knot Always Love You and the manga epilogue??? idk what’s up with this answer)

#bleach jet #kotetsu kiyone #kotsubaki sentarou #kuchiki rukia #bleach #mytranslations #sorry for the random translation this caught my eye bc I have ukitake feels hahaha #man I wish I had a copy of this..... at least I still have my other bleach artbook #did kubo forget about kiyone joining squad 4 or did I just misunderstand this sjhfjd guys help #well sentarou as vice-captain isn't a bad idea if it means he and kiyone still squabble in vice-captain meetings

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alotofrandomfangirling · 2 years

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Dating Spike Spiegel would include

Okay so I've written some more, because of some positive comments i got and because i'm still on Spike feels alsjkasjaksj these are some cute headcanons i had thought for Spike when watching the show hahaha

You first met when Jet invited you to join the Bebop as a bounty hunter

Spike, being his flirty self, immediately started flirting with you

"Well, hello. Welcome aboard the Bebop! My name is Spike Spiegel" - he said, kissing the back of your hand

You weren't going to stay behind with that GORGEOUS man you had just met so of course you flirted back

"Thank you, mr. Spiegel. I'm (Y/N) (L/N), it's a pleasure to meet you" - you said with a wink

Jet immediately gave you both that "what the hell is going on here" look but you just ignored him aksjaksjakjs

You then spent days and days at the Bebop flirting with each other (and doing the job of course - you had perfect chemistry and did captures together like no one)

Until one day during flirting and bantering you couldn't take it anymore and kissed him

He was so surprised - but in an awesome way!!

So he kissed you again

"goddamn it, (Y/N), i've been wanting to do this for so long"

"No way, Spike. Are you serious?"

"Hell yeah I am. Do you think I say these things and don't mean it? You've been on my mind since you entered this ship"

You couldn't stop smiling

From that day on you kind of became a thing

To say you were a fierce couple was an understatement

You really were a perfect match (even Jet and Faye gave up and started shipping you)

Spike's had a tough past, but he'll always be the Softest™ to you, cause you mean a lot to him

And you'll give back by always caring for him and making sure he feels loved (our boy deserves some love too, right ❤)

You're his safe place

When everything seems to be falling apart and you notice he's getting super stressed (you know him so well you can see there's too much going on in his mind), you'll just hold him and all those feelings will go away

And he feels so thankful to have you

"Thank you, (Y/N)" - he says, as he hugs you back

When you're in public, he usually keeps a low profile, but when you're alone or at the Bebop he's soooo romantic

He loves holding your hand and touching your face softly

And you love pulling him by his tie to kiss him

He cares so much about you, sometimes he gets angry when you put yourself in danger during bounty hunting

"We're not going for that one"

"Why not, Spike?"

"It's too dangerous, I don't want you getting any close to that guy"

You roll your eyes because you know you're pretty capable of looking out for yourself, but deep down you think it's cute how he always tries to protect you

You ABSOLUTELY love his hair

You want to touch it all the time

When you're chilling at the Bebop, you both go relax on the sofa. He lays his head on your lap and you just keep running your fingers through his hair, which is so relaxing (for both of you)

You also love wearing his clothes

When he's not at the Bebop you go to his room and put on one of his blue suits (not only it's super stylish, but it also smells like him, so you feel super comfortable)

Okay but imagine when he fiNDS OUT YOU COOK

He would be literal heart eyes at you when you're preparing any kind of food

"Dis taste' sho good, (Y/N)" (you can't help but burst out laughing at how cute he is)

One day you decided to teach him how to prepare the simplest dish, but it was a total disaster (our space cowboy may be pretty, but cooking is NOT for him)

Everything ended up being okay, because you both just went out for some noodles which was just as good

You love going out to try new foods from different planets

But his favorite are his precious noodles

Sometimes he lets you feed him with the chopsticks, which always gets you an extra adorable shy smile from him

Sometimes you'll go bowling and it's always fun

If you're not, he'll always help you and try to teach you a bit, which involves him being very close, putting his hand on yours and lots of compliments 😌

If you're as skilled as him, you'll always make bets which include... ahem... rewards after (~wink wink)

But being a bounty hunter isn't just fun all the time

You get so heartbroken when he comes back with injuries from fighting 😭

"Spike, what happened to you??" - you say, running to him

"I know, I know, please spare your scolding" - he says, wincing from the pain

You immediately grab the first aid kit and start to tend his wounds

When you've bandaged him up, you kiss all the bruises on his face

"Please, be more careful, Spike" - you say softly, touching his face - "I hate seeing you like that"

"I know, I'm sorry... thank you, (Y/N), I don't know what did I do to deserve you" - he says, bringing your hand to his lips

Of course there are exciting parts too!!

Training with him being one of the best 😏

You have to use all your focusing ability to not stare at his abs all the time (just like the gif 👀)

AND HE KNOWS THE EFFECT IT HAS ON YOU SO HE DOES IT ON PURPOSE

"You okay there, (Y/N)?" he asks with a smirk

Sometimes things get a little heated up but you guys try to focus and go back to training alsjalsjkajs

"I'm totally fine, can we continue?"

It usually ends with one of you pinned to ground by the other which leads to an INTENSE make out session

But it doesn't change how badass you are when you're fighting together 🥊

Overall you both really care about each other and always take care of each other and that's what makes you an amazing couple 💙

Yaay i hope you like it 🥳 and if you have more ideas, please share with us 👀 i would love to know what you think Spike would be like in a relationship 🥰

#spike spiegel x reader #spike spiegel imagine #cowboy bebop imagine #john cho #spike spiegel

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snowflakeanimelover · 2 years

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omg omg you add spike and i love it so much and i want to hug you soooo (don't let urahara know hahaha) i could make a picture where spike is trying to teach personal fight but reader comes out better than order post it has its tricks it may have spicy scenes if you feel comfortable.😘😘😘😘🤗🤗

I did! He’s my favorite🥰 I promise I won’t tell Kisuke👀 didn’t do anything too spicy, but the rest is up to your brain! Thank you for the request, love!😘

A year from being on the Bebop, and I still haven’t thought of asking Spike for his personal teachings on fighting. Sure, i’m a good bounty hunter, but I’m only good with guns. Never was I good with hand on hand combat.

Through the year, I’ve asked Jet and other trainers for assistance. My brain just never seemed to want to pay attention to them or listen. Of course I’ve thought of Spike, but he always seemed so moody to want to do anything.

For a while, I could tell Spike never liked me. Always had an attitude with me. Jet said something about me reminding him of a woman named Julia. I asked who that was, and he didn’t have an answer.

With a sigh, I finally manage my courage to ask Spike for his help. After all, with out the skill I’m dead meat anytime during a bounty hunt.

I walk into the living room, finding only Spike practicing his combat skills. I look around for Jet, but didn’t see him. Nor do I hear him cooking in the kitchen.

“Where’s Jet?” I ask Spike, who got tense after hearing me speak. He must’ve not heard me when walking in.

Without looking at me, he shrugs. “Went out on a bounty hunt.”

With this opportunity, I clap my hands nervously. “Cool.” I say awkwardly. It was always kind of awkward around him.

A few minutes pass of me watching Spike warm up. The only sound of his panting and the attacks on the dummy filling the room.

Spike suddenly stops, turning my way for once. “What do you want?”

“Huh?” I shake my head back to the living, embarrassed I was staring at his toned back the whole time.

“Why are you here? Your just sitting there.” He bluntly asks. Seemed annoyed more than anything.

“Well…this is the living room.” I hear him scoff as he turns back around to keep doing what he was doing. “What’s your problem?” I suddenly blurt out. This makes him freeze completely. “I mean, I’ve lived here for a year now, and your still acting like a brat to me.”

A bit of silence and I see his shoulders relax a bit. “Look, I’m sorry. It wasn’t right of me to act like that towards you.” He says calmly.

I was surprised. Never have I thought that that would be his response. “Really? Now you apologize?” I was a little pissed now. Like it’s been a full year.

“What do you want me to say?” He turns towards me again.

“Nothing I guess…” I realize I wasn’t really asking anything from him. Until I’ve thought of something in particular. “Actually, could you teach me how to fight? I’ve noticed you’re pretty good at it.”

I let him think for a moment, before nodding at me. “Sure. Come here.” I stand to where he was pointing, right beside him. “Go into this stance.” He got into a fighting stance.

I nod, trying my best to get into the stance. I keep the stance while he stands up straight and walks around me. His hand slips onto my waist as he gently pushes my body to the right angle. I was a blushing mess, hoping he didn’t see me.

“Okay. Now kick like this.” He shows me the kick with the stance. I do the same, but quickly fall to the splits. It didn’t necessarily hurt, since I’ve done the splits before, but I was shocked and embarrassed. He chuckles at my attempt, and helps me up.

“Stop laughing, alright…?” I puff out my cheeks in a pout, getting back into the stance.

“Just try again.” He redirects my brain. I try again, and again, and again. I was finally able to do it properly. “Good. Not let’s try punches.” He does as he was saying.

I do the same and he immediately tells me to stop. I freeze in my mid-attempt at punching. He goes around me once more. This time, though, I feel his sweaty chest lean against my back, and his hot breath against my ear and neck. I almost jumped at his touch, my spine shivering.

His hands slide down my sweaty arms as he places them in the correct position. Mostly just turning them slightly, so I’m not too bad at it.

After repositioning my arms, he doesn’t let go, nor does he step back away from me. He doesn’t even say a word. I can hear his calm breathing, and his heart beat.

“Um…what are you doing…?” I ask while blushing. I hear him chuckle, his chest rumbling along with it. He slides his hands off as he steps away.

“Alright, practice is over. See me tomorrow same time.” And he walks off.

My body shivers after his touch. How could he do that to me?! Just tease me like that… my only thoughts, then, as I walked to my room was that he’ll be my first dummy to try my new moves on.

#writing #anime #drabble #story #reader #female reader #request #cowboy bebop #spike x reader #spike spiegel x reader #spike spiegel #spike #fighting #teaching

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heyyyy- new chapter was great! felt all the feels! i like that i have no idea what the hell will happen next. like i keep trying to guess between updates and it keeps not being right. but like, in a good way.

i did predict more murder out of sokka tho, and wowowow that scene was INSANE. bro. im perhaps a little too excited with sokka being unhinged. should probably unpack that a little lmao.

i hope jet kills a lot of the rhinos so he can possibly be a little more chill with a certain fire price maybe. probably not. but a girl can hope.

hope you had a good day and excited for chap. 13 byee :))))

Hahaha… unhinged Sokka holds a special place in my heart… he is somehow still so lovable when he is committing murder.

(Glad you enjoyed the scene because it was one of my favorite to write lol… gotta love stabby sokka)

Hahahaha… sorry I don’t mean to laugh but just thinking of Jet being “chill” about anything is really funny to me.

I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY ANON <3!!!

Thanks so much for swinging by & making me feel so special, love ya!!

#when I get sweet asks I feel so inspired to write #honestly I like the sassy ones too #I guess I like ALLLL the asks #sorry it takes me longer to respond #I’m dividing up my free time the best I can #thin slices all around #<3 #thanks anon #ask #liab #ria

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maddieinwonder · 3 years

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A Lesson In Romance #7: False Start

Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Just a lot of awkward vibes hahaha

Word Count: 1.7k

Plot: Reader keeps getting caught in rom-com situations with Spencer Reid. This time, they try to confess their feelings.

A/N: I didn’t actually manage to include the definition of a False Start in the chapter itself, so I’ll add it at the end. No spoilers for now!

Masterlist | All chapters here!

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It took you 24 hours to decide that you were going to do something about your feelings for the good doctor. Pretty quick, considering you were a living, breathing rom-com cynic. But as ancient Greek philosopher, Heraclitus, once said: "The only constant in life is change".

Specifically, change happened after you woke up in your cute co-worker and dear friend's arms and you wanted nothing more than to get back into them as fast as possible.

But by the universal laws of working in the BAU, catching a break seemed to be the hardest when you actually wanted one.

Firstly, it was like every serial killer in the country decided to cancel their vacations simultaneously, swamping the team with urgent case after case. At this point, you were more familiar with the couch on the jet than your bed at home, and everyone was feeling the strain.

Secondly, if you weren't sleeping, you were usually out in the field chasing unsubs with Derek or Rossi. You had stopped holding out hope for being paired with Spencer �� on account of your areas of specialty overlapping too much, and Hotch not being the type of leader to waste his resources — and as a result:

Thirdly, getting even ten minutes alone with the genius became an impossible task, and not for lack of trying either. At the start of the month, the two of you had tried to adapt your breakfast ritual to the road, but it always got interrupted mid-coffee order or even at the ding of the lift. Not that you and Spencer stopped trying, no, but your patience was wearing thin.

So you did something you hadn't done since you submitted your application to join the BAU — you prayed for a chance.

Because every day that you didn't admit your feelings to the doctor was another day fighting the compulsion to tell somebody else about them, and god only knows what a room full of profilers (and one nosy tech analyst) would do with that kind of information.

Then, out of the blue, the door of opportunity opened.

After two weeks of straight travel, the team had earned a well-deserved one night’s rest in your own beds before dealing with a local case, bright and early tomorrow morning. And since your flight landed at 2am and all the trains had stopped by then, this gave you the perfect shot to execute your plan.

Unfortunately, you forgot to take into account the most important factor — your nerves.

It didn't help that Derek had wolf-whistled in the carpark as the two of you walked off in the same direction, nor that Spencer immediately put your favourite album into the CD player out of instinct; an overly domestic action that made your heart beat even faster.

But it was when you arrived in front of his apartment building that you felt the worst of it. As you tried to summon the right words to your lips, your heart hammered in your chest and your thoughts jumbled themselves into nonsense.

"Are you ok?" Spencer asked, snapping you out of your anxious spiral instantly. "You don't look so well."

"I-I'm fine." Your fingers twitched nervously.

"Doesn't seem like it." He looked down at your hands, and you cursed your subconscious brain for giving you away. Then, he placed a hand over yours and your heart stopped.

"You're not alright, that's for sure, but it seems like it's just sleep deprivation." He assessed, bending slightly to look at your face. "You can't drive in this state. Do you want to come in?”

Your head snapped up to meet his gaze, ready to protest, but Spencer beat you to it. "Let’s go. You wanted to talk about something, right?" He called out, already one foot out of the car.

Before you could realise what was happening, you found yourself sitting on Spencer's couch holding a warm cup of tea.

This was the first time you were in his apartment. Yet, it was exactly what you thought it'd be like. Every wall was lined with bookshelves, filled to max capacity with books of every topic imaginable from neuroscience to philosophy. Those that didn't make it to the shelves were found in random stacks around his apartment, standing out against his forest green walls.

"Did you know that chamomile tea is a natural remedy for insomnia? In fact, it is commonly regarded as a mild tranquilizer. It's calming effects may be attributed to the antioxidant apigenin, which binds to specific receptors in your brain that initiate sleep and reduce anxiety." He explained, walking over with his own mug.

"I actually did know that." You smiled. The tea seemed to work its magic because you did feel relaxed, and you must have looked it too, because the worried frown disappeared off Spencer's face.

"Didn't know you were a tea person." You commented lightly, blowing the steam from your mug.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." He replied mysteriously, and you raised your eyebrows.

Spencer's apartment was too quiet, no rumbling fridge or quiet radio playing in the background to make your awkward silence any less pronounced. It was then that you noticed he didn't have a TV. Somehow this fact didn't surprise you very much.

"You... you wanted to talk to me about something?" He broke the silence, looking down at the hot tea swirling in his mug.

Right. You were here to talk about your feelings. Your face flushed as you tried to summon your willpower, again.

"I wanted to tell you something—" You began shakily. "But before that, I just want to preface, we can ignore this entire thing if you don't agree. I mean, I really enjoy our friendship as it is, and I wouldn't want to do anything to affect tha—"

"Wait." Spencer interrupted urgently, before catching himself. "Sorry, um, before that, can I say something?"

"Um, ok, shoot." You replied meekly, trying to hide your relief behind a long sip of tea. There was a pause as he gathered his thoughts, and you might have been seeing things, but he looked almost... nervous?

"The day we met, I calculated the probability of meeting somebody that shared my exact coffee order and the result was almost one in a million.” He finally spoke, lifting his head to meet your gaze. “That probability decreased when I factored in working together, sharing the same interests, and... and how I enjoyed spending time with you more than with anybody else."

Spencer cleared his throat, a blush coming onto his cheeks.

"Ever since then... my life just started making sense. I know I’m a scientist, not a poet, and I could tell you all the statistics about relationships in the world, but when it comes to you...”

His cheeks were crimson now, as he ran his fingers through his hair. You had a feeling yours looked the same.

"I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that I think you're beautiful and smart, and I have no idea what you see in me, but I'd really—"

Suddenly, both your phones buzzed violently against his coffee table, jolting you out of the moment. You leaned over in a trained motion, only to see exactly what you expected:

Garcia: No rest for the wicked, crime fighters. Conference room in 30.

Penny: No rest for the wicked, crime fighters. Conference room in 30.

You let out a sigh you didn't realise you were holding, and Spencer looked over at you, doe-eyed and nervous.

“The case?" He asked quietly.

There was a silence filled with words unsaid. "We should go." He said finally. "If we leave now, we can still make it on time."

You only nodded in response, more out of duty than desire, and gulped down the rest of your tea. The thought of what he was about to say burned down your throat.

Driving away from Spencer’s apartment was torturous. The doctor hadn’t said anything to you since he entered the car, only fiddling with his bag as he looked out the window. It was too dark to read his expression, but you wondered if he could still hear the way he called you “beautiful”, or whether the moment had already dissolved into the space between you.

Luckily, you didn’t need to wait long for an answer, as Spencer tugged on your sleeve before you exited the carpark, his face scrunched in worry.

"I really didn't mean for that to be so... weird. Can we talk about this again after the case?" He asked softly, and despite every semblance of logic left in your brain, you couldn’t stop the hope from blooming in your chest and you smiled.

That was when Spencer did something completely uncharacteristic. (You didn't know this at the time, but it was something that you would tease him about for a long time after.)

In one fluid movement, the doctor pulled you into a tight hug that elicited a squeak from you, but it only took a second for the initial shock to wear off before you relaxed completely into his warm touch. He took that as a sign to continue, burying his head into your shoulder and letting out a content sigh.

Unlike waking up to your bodies intertwined, nothing about this was a mistake. Not the way his fingers stroked your back peacefully, nor the way his curly hair tickled your cheek. You felt the stress of the past two weeks melt away in his embrace, and so did any coherent thought, except one: normal friends didn't hug each other like this.

Later when the two of you finally entered the conference room, miraculously still on time, nobody commented on the smiles plastered on your faces but everybody could tell. They were profilers after all.

But for the first time in awhile, you were just too happy to care.

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