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nochukoo97 · 2 months

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we can’t be friends (wait for your love) - teaser

pairing: childhoodfriend!jk x childhoodfriend!oc

summary: you and jungkook have been friends since birth, and as you both grow into teenagers, you can’t help but have some sorr of longing feeling towards him. but after a turn of events, you move away from your home town, growing apart from the boy you onced were close to. almost a decade later when you decide to move back, there’s someone familiar yet unfamiliar waiting for your arrival… was this the universe giving you a sign about him?

warnings/tags: story starts off when the both of them are children, but most of the plot is when they are adults :)), eventual: kissing, an emotional rollercoaster 🥲, they’re stuck in a ‘what are we’ moment, playing a waiting game of who confesses first, a little bit of angst, smut, but fluff too hehe

a/n: IM BACK 🥲 after being in writers block sighhh but i am back hehehe hope u r excited for this!! anyways this is just an intro for the actual fic, its more of what happened before the present which will be in the main part hehehe

TAGLIST OPEN!!

(this is the introduction, the main part is coming soon :)))

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23 July 2007

You’re currently wedged between two bookshelves in the living room of your house, eyes trained on the words in your book, giggling to yourself when the plot takes a funny turn. Meanwhile in the background, Jungkook and your brother Taehyung, both a year older than you, the two ten year old boys play fighting in your parents backyard, their game was way too rough for you to even watch, you decided.

That’s always the way it’s been since you were young, Jungkook’s mum dropping him off at your parents place as he spent time with your brother, mostly roughhousing like they are now, and you, at nine years old, simply tucking yourself in another fairytale, which to you seemed like a much better way to past time.

You never truly spent a lot of time with the two of them when Jungkook would come over, besides the once-in-a-while moments where your parents would make you guys bond a little through board games or card games which the two elder boys would never take seriously, the games always ending in them either throwing the board game pieces at each other or stacking the cards into a pyramid.

When it came to school, you tried your best to stay away from bumping into your brother at school, but you’d always end up being teased in front of your friends by him and Jungkook, making fun of your two pigtails or your very glittery pink bag you had just gotten as a birthday gift, but you were used to it anyways, having grown up with a brother.

12 August 2011

Four years go by and now you’re finally completing your last year in middle school, Jungkook and your brother having moved on to high school, and as expected, they end up attending the same school, as they have done their whole life.

But since four years ago, a lot has changed. You’ve grown much closer to Jungkook, having gone on quite a few trips with his family, and you could even consider him a close friend. Most importantly, he’d grown from being a kid to a teenager, even though he was only a year older than you, the 14 year old boy suddenly became someone you always wanted to hang out with. To you, you saw him as someone cool. Instead of teasing you along with your brother, he now would defend you from your brother’s teasing, treat you to ice cream on the weekends and even teach you the video games he played with your brother.

“And then he let me get as many toppings as I wanted,” You tell your friends, clicking the buttons on your phone to show them the picture of your ice cream, filled to the brim with all sorts of toppings because Jungkook said you could.

“You’re so lucky, I wish I had a boyfriend like that,” Jiyeon sighs, pouting her lips as she sulks.

Your face turns red, tip of your ears warm as you quickly deny, “He isn’t my boyfriend! Just a friend… In fact he was my brother’s friend first,” No, you couldn’t even begin to try and imagine Jungkook as someone more than your friend!

“Well, but you should definitely confess to him on valentine’s day, it’s in like six months,” Yuji twirls her hair, nudging your leg slightly as she giggled.

To the three of you, as 13 year old girls, having a valentine was a big deal, especially since the whole idea of a crush and all was new to you guys as teenage girls.

“No! I don’t have feelings for him! He’s just nice to me I guess,” You frown at Yuji, just because she confessed to her crush and now apparently has a boyfriend, doesn’t mean you need to do it too, you decided.

You didn’t have a crush on Jungkook right?

You push away the thought quickly, this whole topic was so taboo to you, it made you feel squirmy thinking about it. No, you didn’t have any sort of feelings towards the older boy, never.

So that day when you arrived back at home, spotting Jungkook and Taehyung sitting at the table and doing their homework, you decide to take a seat away from the certain boy.

“Huh? Why are you sitting all the way there? Come back here,” Jungkook hums, pulling out his earphones in bewilderment, you had always sat next to him whilst the three of you would do homework together after school, nudging him here and there to ask for help with a math problem.

“I- okay,” You scooch towards the chair next to him, dragging your books along the table as you avoid eye contact. Your cheeks heating up again as you remember your conversation with your friends in school earlier, it made you feel all tingly inside, but why were you being so weird in front of him?

“You’ve been staring at that math problem for ages, need help?”

You jump up in surprise at Jungkook’s voice , letting out a small yelp as your brother snickers at you from across the table, you kick his shin in response, sending his hands flailing to the injury, mumbling some cuss word you don’t understand.

“Yeah,” You only muster out a whisper, handing over your pencil to the boy, who finds your behaviour a little off but nonetheless, doesn’t comment on it.

And while he explains the solution and working to find the value of X, you can only notice his eyes, his nose, the mole under his lips, the scar on his cheek from when he fought with your brother years ago, his lips.

And then you for yourself to snap out of your daydream when his eyes lock with yours in confusion as to why you’re staring at him instead of your workbook.

03 January 2012

But then five months later, opportunity for valentine’s day didn’t even come for you anyways, as you pack your bags to move miles away from the place you once called home, since your father had been posted to a new country for his work.

The whole idea of leaving your life behind and all the people you’ve ever known since young was such an overwhelming feeling that you didn’t even think once about your feelings for Jungkook anymore, or maybe you did once, but it didn’t matter.

So when you tugged your luggage and watch your brother sadly hug his best friend goodbye at the airport, reality struck, you wouldn’t ever get a chance to even properly assess your feelings for Jungkook anyways, so you simply wave him goodbye, not looking back so you don’t think further than a goodbye.

He did make sure to exchange his Instagram and Facebook with you, promising you and your brother to keep in touch, which you agreed to. Maybe there was a part of you that wanted to cling onto the idea of him, but you didn’t let yourself believe that anyways.

#jungkook fluff #jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook au #jungkook ff #jungkook smut #jungkook x oc #bts #jungkook x you #jungkook drabble #jungkook angst #jungkook imagine #jungkook imagines #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenarios

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lix-ables · 2 years

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my beloved idk what u think about sub!chan but i want to make him cry by edging him

i just think it would be really cute to see him thrash around. with little whines and whimpers. i love him so </3

we're back on sub!chan heheh i like it. consider this a part two to drunk on you cause why tf not? also im sorry i got to this late but omg i hope you enjoy !! also omg the my beloved im ishdos also @sparkystraynger how are we feeling ee

the way i see him being so so pouty and whiny? just cause he's not getting what he wants? even if he thinks he's being good, the fact that he's being whiny and clingy makes you want to almost snap at him, but you don't, instead, ask him to be on his knees for a while until you're done with your tasks.

getting to edging him, he'd obviously beg for you to keep touching him, he wants your hands on him at all times, be it your fingers trailing patterns to his chest while your other hand is making its way down to his cock.

when your fingers trace a single line along the length - watching how just your index and middle fingers move along it, he lets out a small whine, making you smirk just as you settle down next to him in such a way that he's half leaning against you, a single grunt leaving his lips when you touch him again just where he needs it.

a mewl leaving his throat makes you smile. "such a pretty cock, hm channie? it's a shame you're not making a mess just yet. don't worry pretty boy, you're going to want me to stop when i get to it.."

a single shift in the way he's sitting makes you slap his thigh once, your eyes watching his every move - even if it's just him squirming.

"now baby, if you can be a good boy and behave, i'll let you come, yeah?"

"gonna be good, mhmm -"

sighs when he thrusts into your palm, your fingers wrapped around his dick making him whine just once, a whimper leaving his lips ever so often.

when your hand makes it way to rubbing his tip, a single intake of breath from him makes you stop. "what was that, baby?"

"want you to touch -"

"and is this not me touching you? even when you were a brat today?"

"i don't think you can come, baby, considering how you were acting," you start when your fingers feel him get harder, just when you feel his hips thrust into your palm again. "and look at you being so needy. again. i'm sure you're thinking about my lips around your cock hm? and how my fingers would feel around it?"

"i dont think you can make a big mess baby, you're too pathetic for that, aren't you?" you ask, your fingers moving faster on his cock, watching a tear slip from the corner of his eye. "that's it darling, but not so soon hm? i want you to fill me up, really good," you smirk, pulling your hand away from him completely, leaving his cock twitching.

#letters 💌#anonymousse #skz hard hours #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #bang chan x reader #— delulu moments ❁ ˎˊ˗

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kashimos-hajime · 3 years

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no regrets (8/8) | r.b.

summary: For the first time, he thinks of a future he could have, and someone who loves him, and there’s something bright in his heart. Or, Reiner finally understands what peace is.

WARNINGS: MANGA SPOILERS!!! angst, mentions of violence, we get our happy ending :) pairing: reiner braun x fem!reader word count: 6.7k

a/n: welcome to the last chapter!! thank you so much for being on this journey with me. there are a few callbacks to previous chapters so see if you can catch ‘em all heheh

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crossposted on ao3 x

Few months ago ymir asked if I could let her write one last letter to krista, and I did let her. I stood over her shoulder the whole time, watching her pen down all this sappy shit and I kept thinking about you the whole time, behind those walls. What you were doing, what you were thinking. Maybe if you thought about me. I dont know.

I’m starting to see the appeal of wrting what youre not strong enough to say to a persons face. I never thought Id find myself on the other end of this stick. for some reason, I thought that I could stop myself, resist the temptation, or maybe that I didnt feel for you as strong as I thought I did once I was away from you. I was wrong.

What do I even say? I mean shit, I can barely see, my limbs are barely in tact, and all of it—shiganshina, it haunts me, even though I cant really remember it that well. Half of it goes black and then I remember hearing your voice, I remember Bertholdt, I remember you screaming.

You couldve walked away. why didnt you walk away? It doesn’t make sens. Why did you think to cut me out? Why did you try to save me? Im trying to make it make sense inmy head. It’s not working.

Fuck I dont know what I was thinking when I asked for a paper and pen. Why am I asking you questions? Its not like ill ever understand. At this point, I think it’s pity thats letting Zeke let me waste ink on trying to write straight. He doesn’t know what im doing, but thats better this way. Better than sleeping—better than eating. I just wanna talk to you and this is as close as I can get. Its my own damn fault, but I dont care.

I completed my mission. After this, im done. ill give up the rest of my term. I dont want any of that glory anymore. I dont want to be a hero. Im just done.

Fuck, my head hurts so much. I dont really know if what im saying is making sense. Im hoping you never read this.

im sorry. I wish I could explain it to you some day, but chances are, ill be dead soon. Whether for treason or because they need to pass on the Titan, and I wont be able to see you again. Which means youll never know how sorry I am. How much I

Thats okay. I dont think youd believe me now even if I did say anything.

I remember your dream to live by the lake with a bunch of kids. You know I started to wonder if youd mind if they were our kids, not just some orphans who needed a home. I’d imagine one of them with blond hair. Imagine them swimming in the lake.

Never told you that was my dream too. Never knew i could have a dream of my own, something only I wanted and not just something to further marleys damn agenda, til I knew you. Sounds stupid but its true.

I think youd like Marley, if we weren’t sworn enemies. Just want you here with me right now. make me sleep easier knowing you’re there when I wake up.

Dont want secrets either. Fuck I miss you so bad. I feel s o tired all the time.

I rember when i first saw you all could think about was how you were the most prettiest girl id ever seen. I don know if you know thats why I tried to distance myself. Knew I couldn’t get distracted from my mison. happened anyway. Wish I could tell you that.

wish I could tell you I love you. Wish I could see the look on yur face when you try lobster for the first time. Youd love it. Not sweet, but tons of desserts here too.

Shit. And the ring on your finger. ill put a ring on your finger. I promised. i swear ill go home and buy a ring for the moment I see you again. Might not be pretty but will do the best I can.

Olnly wnat only wnat only want to see you again and beg for your forgiveness. Let you know if I had a choice, I wouldnt have done it. Would take it all back, nd stay. i wanted to stay, stay with you and the others. I used to want to spend the rest of my life in those walls, now I think im sick and tired of them dividing people who arent even that differnet.

My eyes are beginning to burn. Worse because the skin is sitll growing back. Fucking hell god I miss you. miss your smile more.

I know i dont deserve your forigvneess forgiveness. I want you to be angry with me. I deserve as much, and I cant ask you to, but

With love,

Rienr

You fold the letter, eyes closing as your fingers trace where the ink bled, the old tear stains wrinkling the paper beyond measure. Some are older than others, and you trace over his name again, your eyes burning, your throat tight enough to suffocate.

You’re leaning against the wall as everyone disembarks. They had taken Eren off first, Hange and the others getting ready to depart for the city while Connie and Jean lift a covered stretcher too white for the vivacious girl that lays dead beneath it.

They pass you silently, and you catch sight of a certain captain approaching, his pale eyes nearly swallowed by the shadows haunting his face.

“Captain,” you say, straightening. Placing the letter back into the tin, you slide it back into your pocket as he folds a green jacket over his shoulder. You give him a nod.

“You made it out alive,” Levi observes. He stops beside you, eyes more focused on what’s ahead. No doubt he’s not looking forward to having to take Zeke to wherever he needs to go—somewhere far, far away from Eren. You cross your arms.

“It’s good to see you, too, Levi,” you intone. Sighing, you step in beside him and look out at the Walls you can’t see in the distance, your entire body wrought with a strange fatigue that’s only sewn into muscles by adrenaline leaving the body. “I think I’m going to stay.” He tilts his head to you, eyes flickering to your face, and you mirror the shift, your arms tightening. “I can’t leave this unfinished. Not after Liberio.”

“The farm will have to be abandoned,” he points out. “The kids, too.”

“I’ll make sure I move them where someone can take care of them. Somewhere north, far away from the brothers,” you assure, although still, your heart begins to sink and you close your eyes, exhaling deeply. “I have to hope they understand.”

Levi only nods, and you open your eyes as he wordlessly takes the jacket off his arm and offers it to you. Grasping it wearily, you open your mouth to ask questions but he only sets off, back towards the cabin where Zeke is still being held, and you snap your jaws shut, looking down at the jacket.

When you unfold it, you swallow the hard rock in your throat at the blue and white slipping beween the folds of olive green before there’s a sharp whistle. Looking up, you see the carriages already beginning to load up, and you glance back at the door where the captain has disappeared through before jogging down the ramp.

You slither your arms through the sleeves and shuffle the fabric along your frame as something thumps against your thigh, and you frown, reaching down into your pocket and coming into contact with something smooth and hard.

Withdrawing, your lips part at the green bolo tie gleaming in the lights of the port and you, without another thought, pull it over your head, letting it fall against your breastbone.

“For your services to the Survey Corps.”

There’s no time to second-guess now. No time to debate.

“Good to have you back,” Hange murmurs as you walk towards the carriage taking Mikasa, Armin, and the others back to the city. You tug the lapels of the jacket tighter around yourself and flash them a weak smile.

The Wings of Freedom on your arm feel like a brand, and it prickles your skin as you climb in after them.

Distantly, he remembers flashes.

Eren reaching forward for Zeke, the exhaustion ripping him every which way, the sound of ODM gear whizzing in his ears as he tries to make sense of the punctured sensation in his armour.

How he had softened his nape, intending to die then. At least, let his death have some meaning, he had thought. Let him make one last effort to repent for everything he did to Paradis, and to his friends who’d been more family than his own mother.

He slips in an out of consciousness for the next few days. He doesn’t know what is up, what is down, but he does recognize his surroundings blearily, the way his head spinning somehow slowing when he presses his temple to the wooden floor.

How can he almost hear your voice in the echoes of the panels, countered by someone who almost sounds like Annie before he drifts off again.

When Reiner finally regains consciousness again, he wakes to someone crouched down in front of him. Jerking up, he lets out a sound before a palm slaps over his mouth and your face is shoved against his own.

“Shut it,” you whisper fiercely. “It’s just me.”

Your name muffled by your own hand, his eyes begin to burn and you lift your palm away as he sits up and you draw back. You’re dressed in clothes that look like they’ve seen better days but you’re relatively uninjured as you pull back. New lines adorn your face—one of the many prices of their damned war—and you only look exhausted.

Sitting up, Reiner’s whole body groans as he leans against the wall, but he can’t tear his eyes away from you. Your hands are hovering around his body like you’re scared he’ll collapse and there’s a fracture in your mask.

Something gleams on your finger and his eyes flit to it, his heart lurching when he realizes what it is.

The ring. You’re wearing it. You…

For a moment, a glimmer of their teenage selves shine through and he wants to reach for it—touch it so he can remember what it’s like to be happy. He thinks it’s an awful like now; the swelling of his heart so big he can’t breathe; the way his lungs are static in his chest; how he can’t say anything because there are so many words that want to come out first.

“You’re here. You’re alive,” he finally settles on raspily. Your eyes glint with a youthful pain as you nod.

“So are you.”

And he doesn’t know who moves first—you or him. Nothing is forgiven as their bodies crash in an embrace that lacks grace, but they cling onto another like the world is ending and they’re the only ones left standing.

Maybe they are.

He buries his face in your neck, and your arms are so tight around him your fingers dig into his shoulders as your body melts against his and his skeleton sags in his own body.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers against your skin, eyes fluttering shut. “I‘m sorry.” A hand against your neck and an arm around your waist, he wraps his legs around your own and traps you against him. You seem to only sink into him even more.

Is that enough? I don’t want you to hate me.

You suck in a breath, and then it comes out shuddering. “You can spend the rest of what life you have left repenting for making me fall in love with a man who was always supposed to die.”

Softly, in his mind, your voice cools the searing heat of hatred inside him. It’s enough. It has to be.

“I’m sorry,” he says again. It’s like they’re the only words he knows. He can’t remember ever meaning it this much. For him dying, for making you love him, for ever coming to Paradis. For loving you. For loving you. “I’m so sorry.”

“I know. I know.” Your face turns to press against his own. Your lips brush against his jaw and his eyes slide shut, tears rolling down his face. “I read every single one of your letters.” Drawing back, you cup his face in his hands and your fingers smear his tears all over his cheeks as his palm rests against your neck. Thumb stretching up to touch your chin, he feels sobs shuddering in his throat at seeing you again—looking at him almost like you used to. “I can’t begin to understand, but I know you are. And I know you love me.”

Choking, he gasps, “You should hate me.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I should.” You’re crying, too, voice thick, tears stubborn on your cheeks as you give him a watery smile. “I should hate Marley, too. But it’s beautiful there. The water by the sea… I want to be there with you next time. We need to go together, before you leave me alone, okay?”

Reiner doesn’t quite hear you. He hears Marley, and beautiful, and he’s never noticed how beautiful you are when you cry, but right now, it’s the simplest truth he knows.

“Okay.”

When you tilt his chin up and kiss him softly, something inside him explodes from the gentleness that makes him want to crack in the palm of your hands. It sears him from the inside out, makes him grab onto you like you’ll disappear—this is another dream, isn’t it?

It has to be.

You can’t be kissing him again after four years. He doesn’t deserve it. You’re an illusion, something his mind made up to deal with the pain. He’s finally cracked for good, just like Bertholdt said he would, and he’s the devil, not you.

But then you pull away just for a moment to smile, eyes barely open as you look at him with a sad tenderness that wraps him in an invisible embrace, and he is faced with the heart-wrenching reality.

The sky is falling, you are holding him tightly again, and they’ve lost their years. But you’re here. With him.

He knows that this isn’t a dream as he feels the coolness of the silver band on your finger and the heaviness in how he knows he hasn’t repented a damn thing.

Why him?

As you run your hand through his hair, you press their foreheads together.

“And I do want a family with you, by the water if you’d like,” you murmur fleetingly against his mouth and his eyes widen, cheeks burning, entire face crumbling as he turns his face in to your shoulder, crushing you in another brace. Sobbing into your neck, his fingers dig into your shoulders, wrap tight around your waist, squeeze you so close he isn’t sure where you end and he begins and your lips brush the shell of his ear. “Reiner, say it.”

“Please,” he whispers thickly into your skin, and you cradle the back of his head with a hand. He’s nothing more than shambles. “Please, don’t go.”

“I’m not letting you out of my sight again,” you promise. His breath is hot against his own face as you pull his head back and cradle his face again, thumbs brushing away the tears from his red face. “Just a bit more. A bit more and then it’ll be all over, you know?”

And he understands, then, what you want from him. Struggling for breath, for his lungs to stop seizing in his aching chest, he cups your face that turns into his palm on instinct, your face wet with your own tears as, for a moment, they try to pretend this isn’t where they really are.

Like they’re still in that afternoon in Trost, a thousand years ago, with the kids flipping coins into the water fountain and a cream bun between them. Like they’re under the tree, apple juice on your wrist and his lips on yours.

Like it’s those trips to the city, the walks on the Walls. Honey is dripping down your chin and he’s pretending he doesn’t want to kiss you, or there’s grease smeared on his forehead, and you’re reaching up to wipe it off his skin.

Like a thousand moments all at once, and he nods to himself as you brush your hand over his temple. The world outside is startlingly quiet, as if the universe itself stopped everything itself to watch this moment, and Reiner takes a breath that bruises his sternum before he’s holding your left hand where that ring still sits.

And slowly, he pulls it off, whispering as firmly as he can. He’s sure he fails—he’s shaking all over from your presence alone.

“When this is over, I’ll put that ring back on your finger. I promise.”

The smile that splits your face is dazzling. It’s the smile he’s missed since the day he left it.

“We have a lot of things to work out, Reiner Braun.”

And your fingers barely brush his jaw before you’re leaning to press a sweet kiss against his mouth. It’s sugary on his tongue, like honey and apple slices.

Your back is warmer when you’re pressed up against Reiner’s. The ship is quiet, and their pinkies are just barely hooked on oen another’s as you stare blankly at the empty space between Connie’s boots. You don’t speak, and Reiner’s gaze is only on you. He can’t look at anything else now that you’re back by his side again.

There’s a cut on your cheek from the fight just half an hour ago, and there’s dried blood along your hands where your knuckles had split open, but everyone seems too exhausted to clean themselves up.

Reiner himself has a blanket pulled over his shoulders, and he sighs, slouching in his own sack of flesh.

Your head tilts towards him, enough that your temple presses against his cheek. His eyes close and he leans into your touch. Not a word passes by, but their hold on each other’s hands tightens. And Reiner thinks.

For the first time, he thinks of a future he could have, and someone who loves him, and there’s something bright in his heart. Something that hasn’t burned since he left Marley as a child.

Reiner thinks he doesn’t want to die anymore. He doesn’t want to miss you for another moment.

Raising from the steam, you groan, your hands searing from the inside out as you touch your face where you swore every inch of your skin had been stretched, but nothing seems out of sorts as you glance around. Everywhere, all your friends who had turned just as you had are in various states of disoriented. The air is still hissing, crackled with surprised screams and shouts of names as people look for one another across the field.

It smells like cooked meat and burnt hair, a none-to-pleasant mixture that turns your stomach.

Getting to your feet, you wipe at your face, trying to ignore the weird feeling underneath your nails and the ache seizing your muscles. Trying to ignore the remnants of Eren lingering like a ghost that won’t really leave you alone. You shiver, and a strange cold sweat takes over your body.

He had taken you to the sea, except it wasn’t the shore you were familiar with. There was a cabin nearby, with blonde children running, chasing after one another and a man with golden hair standing on the porch, firewood in his arms as he calls out silently. Or maybe you had been standing too far to hear.

“Eren… where are we?”

“Wherever you think you are,” he had said. “I just brought you where you wanted to be.”

A voice, quiet as a memory, catches your attention. “Here let me help.” A soft wind blows throw the mist, cooling your scorching face as you feel a presence stand behind you.

“Oh, thank you.” You look over your shoulder to see a tall boy, and your heart stops. Mouth dropping open, you stare at his foggy image, but he only smiles fully, a smile so tender it reaches every corner of you as you stumble forward, fingers stretching for him. “Bertholdt!”

His smile grows only that much more, eyes squinting a bit and a flash of teeth before he’s looking at your hand that passes through his chest. All at once, all the hope built up in your chest crumbles, and your hand snaps back, trembling just before him. He lays a hand over your own and your eyes begin to burn, tears slipping down your cheeks.

And then, softly, you barely whisper, “I miss you.”

Bertholdt’s smile merely grows, as if to say everything he couldn’t say before. As if to show he’s at peace now—that your last memory together isn’t every part of him, and your lips press together, trying to stop yourself from shaking.

Shadows form in the fog, and together, the two look as a freckled boy and another girl steps out of the mist a distance away, beaming like the sun. Connie and Jean stagger to their feet just behind you, and your heart lurches into your throat when you recognize them.

“Marco! Sasha!”

Someone calls your name and you turn around just as arms scoop you up and you let out a surprised noise before settling into Reiner’s arms. Looking over your shoulder to look at Bertholdt, your heart only sinks.

He smiles and Reiner lets out a sharp breath beside you, settling you down. “Bertholdt…” More shapes emerge. A shorter boy accompanied by another taller one, both alike in their features. You recognize one as the Jaw Titan holder before Falco, but the other—

“Marcel!” Reiner chokes out the name, hand stretching out to the fog, but the boy merely tilts his head and waves.

Closing your eyes, hot tears streak over your cooling flesh as you fling your arms around Reiner again and press your face into his neck. He cradles the back of your head, and he feels… somehow weaker, but still, there is that impassable strength in his core that wraps around you as he watches over your shoulder, still clinging on despite your clothes hot enough to burn.

I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive. It’s the only thought in your head. Your last clear memory had truly been the others taking flight, and the pain that had ripped apart your body before sewing it back together again in unjust proportions. Your limbs had been too big, your blood racing too warmly through your head as your legs pumped but your brain screamed to stop.

Your fingers had sank into Reiner’s legs to pull him down and you had watched—watched Jean take a bite out of him—

You shiver and Reiner’s arms tighten around you instinctively, constricting enough to let you know that his attention isn’t on you quite yet.

Boots shifting on the ground tentatively, your knees feel gummy as you draw back long enough to look at him. He still looks over your shoulder, and you follow his gaze to watch the mist retreat. Bertholdt and the other two boys fall into a pool of fog, and your lips part in a farewell, but it’s already too late.

He’s gone.

A wind sweeps through the battlefield, tickling your sweating neck and cooling your boiling blood.

“Hey,” a soft voice croaks.

Their eyes meet in tandem. He regards you softly, like you are the reason the sun rises and the stars hang at the sky. Overwhelmed, you can only cup the back of his neck and pull him into a deep kiss. Your other hand along his jaw, it takes all you can not to pull him into a bone-crushing embrace that’ll send them both to the ground.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” you whisper hushedly against his mouth, throat swelling as he lets out a soft noise of surprise as you pull him into another tight hug. You don’t care that you’re crushing him, just that his heart is pounding against your own chest. “I couldn’t stop myself. I’m so sorry.”

His eyes widening, he wraps his hands around your wrists and pulling you back just enough to kiss your fingers that crumple against his mouth. Clasping one of his hands in both of your own, you close your eyes and he uses his free fingers to brush the tears off your cheek before reaching into some dented tin you don’t recognize.

Eyebrows furrowing, you feel the heat leave your entire body, sapping your energy too, and your eyes snap to Reiner who steps back, cracking it open and presenting it to you.

“You’re not the one who has to be sorry. I don’t think I’m the Armoured Titan anymore,” he whispers. “I don’t know if I get the rest of my life back, but either way, I want to spend the rest of it repenting to you in any way I can, if you’ll allow me to.” A weak smile. “Truth.”

Your throat closes up, and you stare down at the ring so protected, gleaming despite the destruction around them. It looks almost out of place amongst the grime smearing your skin, the sweat drenching their skin, the smell of blood and metal clinging to their clothes, but Reiner only watches you with a tenderness you can barely meet. It’s so overtly overflowing with devotion that your heart is resting on your tongue, seizing control of everything.

You barely nod, chewing on your lip, trying not to cry even harder as his eyebrows rise in relief and he lets out a long sigh.

He lifts the ring out of the tin, snapping it closed before sliding the band back home onto your finger and all at once, everything floods you. The exhaustion, the pain, the hunger, thirst, grief wrapping around your bones and chaining you to the ground.

It’s over.

The minute he put the ring on your finger, it would mean it was over. No more blood, no more fighting.

Just like he promised.

You barely croak out his name before you fall to your knees. You trust him to catch you, and he does.

[THREE YEARS LATER]

Just after the Rumbling had stopped, you had gone back to Paradis alone and came back with three children to a man who was still uncertain in a world that was changing.

Since then, you’ve learned so much about the world, about yourself, about Reiner.

How he’s seized by night terrors even now, just like you, and how one thing that soothes it is going out for a walk while the sun still simmers below the horizon, the sky a dark navy blue spliced with orange rays. The intricate details like him making a point to tie his own tie because his father never taught him how or the way he has to chug his coffee so he has enough energy to get through the day.

And some days are horrible, haunting, but now, it is far outweighed by the good. He teaches Xav how to dress smart, takes the girls out shopping. Sometimes, he’s spotted around Liberio with a flame-haired boy riding his shoulders, you trailing behind hiding a smile behind some ice-cream.

Different nations, foods, cultures surround you now—citizens of countries coming to settle down roots, spread cuisine to Marley. The idea before, of humans so different than you but still similar at the root of it all, existing, still blows your mind. The technologies that you had never seen before, languages you’d never heard, sights you’d never seen, had all swarmed you as you stepped into a new world with him.

But there is always one thing you’ll come back to.

Leaning against the railing in the port city Reiner told you was the harbour he had left twelve years ago, and returned to seven years ago, you watch the clouds travel in slow drags across the pale blue canvas hung high above your head. The water spans for as far as you can see, glimmering under the sun and gorgeous enough to take your breath away. You pull at your coat across your chest absently, ignoring the tender growl of your stomach.

Breathing in the salty wind, you feel your chest expand at the litle fishing boats a little ways out.

Reiner was right. You don’t get sick of the sea. You never will—not of this much water. You still remember the first time you had swam in it, the salt-water making your hair crisp, the cold sweat forming on your your sun-warmed skin.

You feel a hand on your shoulder. Looking up, you spot blonde hair and warm eyes and smile. Your heart flutters a bit. You shift on your feet.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” Reiner leans down beside you, and you clasp your hands, letting the sea wind curl against your neck. Reaching to slip his hand in between yours, he sighs and you lean against his shoulder, glancing at their pile of interlaced fingers. “Are you okay?”

“Of course,” you whisper, although even still, you can feel a numbing at your fingertips. You remember what it was like to be a Titan, even now. The sensations haunt you—flashes of your own mutated body, the grotesque meat of your hands sinking into the ankles of the man beside you, the bloodcurdling roar spilling out of your throat.

Glancing at their fingers, you watch the flashes of silver of the rings play in the sunlight, your band now having a matching counterpart on his own hand. You grasp his hands tightly, bringing them up to your lips and his own grip tightens when you dust a kiss gently along his scarred knuckles.

“No,” you finally say at length. “I’m not okay. Going back to Paradis makes me nervous as hell, but we’ll manage.” He nods slowly, and you let go of his hands to wrap your arms around his neck. His own encircle your waist, pulling you flush against him and your eyes close at the familiar warmth—a warmth you’ve woken up next to most days for the past three years.

“Have you eaten yet?” he murmurs, and your fingers play with the soft edges teasing at your pads as his nose presses against your cheek. Your eyes flutter at the soft heat emanating from his skin, and you shake your head, melting against him. With one arm still around you, he slants his body away from just enough to pull a bag out of his pocket and it crinkles as he hands it to you. Taking it, you frown and look inside.

A cream bun. You can’t help the crumbling in your expression and Reiner holds your face in his hands carefully, kissing the corner of your mouth.

“Let’s stay positive,” he whispers. “We don’t know the situation until we get there and Historia briefs us.”

“I know,” you whisper and his entire expression eases at your words. His eyes gaze at you as if you’re the sole centre of his universe, and he cups your jaw more insistently, pulling you in for a gentle kiss, one you ease into, your eyes fluttering shut as his tongue traces the seam of your mouth. Laughing, you feel his little nose scrunch and your heart bounds up into your throat as he pulls back only to kiss you again, softer this time.

“Get a room!” A sharp female voice ruins their moment and you pull back just enough to see a red-headed boy running towards them and Reiner crouches down just in time to scoop Xavier up.

“When are you getting married?” he demands. “I was promised cake when you guys got married.”

“I dunno. When you move out of the house I guess,” you tease and Xavier pouts, rubbing at the side of his nose with the heel of his palm.

“Besides, you got cake for your seventh birthday, buddy,” Reiner groans as the boy twists in his arms. “You’re getting heavy. What are you feeding him?” he adds, smiling roguishly at you and you roll your eyes as Alina and Anya approach, sun hats protecting them from the glaring sun. Alina, grocery bags in hand, waves. Anya, who’d been the one to shout, tucks her coin purse back into her bag before flashing you a great big smile.

Only fifteen and seventeen. You can barely recall what it’s like being that young anymore, but you’re grateful they didn’t spend it the way you did. They get to know beauty, and no limits at all. The former comes naturally, the latter is partially because Reiner spoils them rotten.

Alina picks a flower with velvety purple petals from a bouquet she cradles in her arm, extending it to you.

“For good luck,” she says. “And protection.” Your heart melts at her words and you pause for a moment, looking from the gorgeous bloom to Reiner, occupied with the boy in his arms making silly faces at him. Then, without another moment, you sneak the flower behind his ear and he reaches up immediately to hold it against his head, turning to you in surprise.

“To protect the both of us,” you explain.

“Thank you. I’ll be extra careful now.” He looks at the girls, setting his free hand on Alina’s head heavily and she flushes, smiling grandly. “You three behave while we’re gone, alright?”

You nod. “Listen to Levi.”

“And listen to your sister,” Reiner adds to Alina and Xavier. The former rolls her eyes, the latter sticks out his tongue. “I’ll miss you.”

This is their home—their family that tumbles together into a huge hug, and you can’t help but stand back, watching how they all seem to merge into one unit, unaware of where one part of their reach ends and another begins.

As Reiner pulls you into the hug, your heart soars through your body, effortlessly pounding in your throat and in your fingers and everywhere at once. Liquid heat pools everywhere as Xavier screws up his face when you kiss his cheek, the same way Reiner does after he’s eaten something sour.

And maybe it’s a bit different, or a bit broken, the shards of their bloody history still poking at their heels whenever they think you’ve forgotten them, and it’s most definitely not perfect, but you would rather have it like this then anything else.

“Hey, guys!” Breaking apart, the family look over to see Armin, Annie, and Pieck walking over. Gabi and Falco meander a little bit behind, pushing Levi in his wheelchair, and Jean and Connie are running not far behind them, shouting at one another. You stifle a laugh and Xavier shimmies out of Reiner’s hold to run towards them. The girls follow after him, trying to hold back their runs but the closer they get, you can tell the more frantic they are to say goodbye.

So this is what they’ve made a peace. Something, you hope, is good.

Annie bypasses them quickly, making her way over to you and you survey her face as Reiner squeezes your shoulder, walking over to their friends. Her blue eyes are fixed on your face, and you feel your lips curving into a smile as she shoves her hands in her pockets. Her hair is swaying in the wind, gleaming flaxen, and you remind yourself, not for the first time, that Armin and Annie’s kids, if they ever decide they want them, will be gorgeous.

Hope for the future, and all that.

She stops in front of you, tucking a strand behind her ear.

“So,” she says at length, “we’re going back to Paradis. I’m surprised you decided to come with us. You don’t owe any of us anything.”

“I know. But… you’re my best friend. You do the talking, I fly the getaway plane, right?”

“Yeah. There used to be a time when it probably would’ve been the opposite.”

You nod, and they stand in silence for a moment, watching each other. Two women who should not have been friends, but were against all odds. You don’t think you would be here today if it weren’t for Annie.

Your heart lurches and you take a step forward just as she does, her mouth open to say something. You throw your arms around her and she lets out a noise in surprise as you close your eyes. Arms coming underneath yours, her hands dig into your shoulders and you smile against soft hair as she sighs, easing into your hug.

“Finally working together on an actual assignment,” you mumble and her head tilts as her small frame shifts, a hand patting you on the back as a sign for you to back up. “Just like we always said we would.”

Bluntly: “Just don’t do anything stupid.”

“You, too.” Pulling back, the two look at one another for another soft moment before you remember the bag in your hand and you shift the bun up in the bag, extending it towards her. “Want some?” Her eyebrows rise in faint delight, before she’s reaching over, pinching and tearing a piece off.

You grin and do the same and you gesture for her to come stand by the rails with you, stuffing the bag into your coat pocket. Leaning against the warm metal again, you hear a seagull call. The plane you’ll be flying to Paradis floats on the water, the technicians giving it the final check before you take off.

If anything goes wrong while you help prepare and oversee accommodations for the rest of the ambassador group, you’ll remember to fire the black signal flare, but you trust Historia. You trust your friends.

You glance over at them, all laughing, and you notice that the flower has gone from Reiner to Pieck, who’s taking it out of her dark hair to tuck it into Jean’s, and his cheeks redden as he brushes it more securely behind his ear.

Annie catches your attention again, pointing out idly that they’ll have to separate soon when they finish with the plane, and you tell her to just wait a couple minutes more as Reiner catches your gaze. Setting Xav, who has somehow wormed his way back into his arms, down, he walks back over to you, and his hand trails purposefully over your back before resting at the nape of your neck, a reassuring weight on your body.

“You guys okay?”

“We’re fine,” Annie replies. “You have a clingy boyfriend,” she tells you.

“I think it’s charming.”

She rolls her eyes. Reiner smiles, and you pat the railing beside you—silent invitation. He leans in on your other side, clasping his hands and watching the fishermen pull themselves to shore, singing a tune to each other—one familiar to all three of them and one that you wish you could get out of your head.

“Soon may the Wellerman come…”

A faint breeze tickling at your fingertips as a sharp call for embarkment splits the harbour, you simply sigh and look over at Reiner. “I just want these last few moments to last.” His eyes meet yours, and he leans forward to press a kiss between your eyes. Annie lets out a soft noise of disgust and you bump your hip against her as Reiner pulls back.

Closing your eyes and lifting your head to the wind, you can almost imagine the one person missing standing on the other side of Annie, dark hair like spun, stained bronze and eyes like warm chocolate. He’d smile and tell them not to worry in that sincere way of his that makes you believe every word he says—as long as they were careful, they wouldn’t walk into any traps.

Your chest aches, and your lips tug into a heart-wrenching smile as you begin to sing along. Reiner slips a hand in between yours, pressing his temple against your head and you loop your other arm through Annie’s.

She rests her head on your shoulder, listening to your voice, eyes on the sailors bringing in their haul below them. Reiner hums the shanty softly, distractedly, eyes cast across the sea.

You tilt your head up to the sky, at the stars you cannot see but will join one day, and smile.

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carla5172007 · 3 years

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The Kambal Oneshot

Chubby reader. Part 1

Crispin:

Y/n walking in the street in the day light . It was hot event to early in the morning. You wear a light blue shirt with a cute kitty design, light pink skirt and white rubber shoes. Your skirt were higher than one inch. You were going to buy new clothes to fit your asthetic look.

Well you are douth about clothing choices because your body. The huge hips, chubby arms the face and most importantly your belly. The belly is the body part you hate the most. Since your intire life been treadted ugly and always scolded for being fat. Even your own mother keep telling you that. You keep trying best to not bother. Today hou have a confidence to wear the cloths you like.

You weren't expecting the heat to today.

" Thank goodness i brought my umbrella" walk to the crowd and wait to street light to go. Then you heard Two men in suit and a woman who were short. The guy one is long hair and the other were short hair. They had decame face so they must been twins.

Soon more people keep coming, Suddenly some push " Hoy! tabathoy Tumabi ka nga! " ou push from behind and drop your umbrella. Then you accidentally hit some back with your head. "Ouch !" "Hello, ayos kalang ba" you look up saw a tall man, with black coath and vest. He has short hair has, handsome face but no eye???. looking you with concerned."Miss are you ok?" You sanp to reality. "Umm yes im al right." The other twim picks up the umbrella and give it t you.

"Hey miss what's your na-" The the light turn green you walk imminently. Beacause othe loud croud you didn't hear him.

Crispin pov:

"Wow pre iniwan ka sa ere." I look a Basilio irritated look while he laughs. I nudge him quite hard so wine about the pain. " Come on kuya we should be at home. You know hank is more annoying." I look at the direction she went, i wonder where she goes.

" Kuya na kikinig ka ba saakin?!" Basilio bring me back reality.

" Ano? Ahh! Oo "

".........."

" Gusto mon puntaha young babae? No? Basilio ask waith a smirk

" Uhhhhj...

" Don't Brother ill cover up for you! Basta bumili ka ng beauty products at marenda. Kailangan mo yan pag balik." Basilio gave Crispin extra money.

Your Pov:

I found my favorite store in the SM mall. I found cute design. Thres cute sweater, High jeans, cute skirts and also some cute stuff animals. Im so excited to many to choose from.

_______________Time skip_________________

I have four bags of clothes. I should really it 4:00pm huh its been two hours. Well i should buy myself some snacks. ' what should i get shawarma or sandwich' Then you accidentally bump to Someone. "Sorry mam," Wait that voice. "I-Ikaw.." Its the same guy while you bump with. " My name is Crispin. What your name? I ask you a while ago but you didn't hear me." I was embarrassed. "(Y/n), sorry i i was bit hurry."

"Do you want me to carry that for you?" He genially

"Oh nonono! Its fine!"

Are you sure it seems alot to you. I insist to carry."

"Ahh ok."

Third Pov:

He insisted carrying your shopping bags. But why though he to help me we just bump each early. You two walk out to super mall, It was very awkward silence, but then he broke the silence.

'I like your outfit it cute on you" he compliment you with a smile.

"Wha!!"

You blush those is he really playing with you

"You couldn't take compliment? Or I m just the first?" You nodd. He replied.

"Im telling the truth thought. I can see a beauty when i see one."

"Umm your not bad for yourself" You tried to flirt but it failed you.

"Hehehe"

"What did your job?" He ask you.

"Well its not really interesting but may job is ( your job name). "

"Mine like solving crime stuff like that. it Kinda stressful, sometimes i i haven't sleep for 3 day!" You felt bad for him.

"That's really awful! Is it unhealthy for you?"

"Yeah but when i have sleep its only 4 hour. But sometimes we do have day off. I manage ."

"Hey wear almost to my apartment ment just 2 more miles. We could stop by to buy ice cream if want" you ask him since your starting to crave dessert.

"No all pay for it."

"Its fine you help carrying my shopping at least repay you."

"Ok" he smiled

You two buy ice cream your is ( favorite flavor) and he but chocolate and vanilla ice cream. You two walk and continue your conversation. It was quite enjoyable and interesting and you had fun have company .Once your inside of the building in outside your apartment door. Its time to partways.

Thank you very much. "

"Your welcome. It might be weird and to fast because you just met me but is it alright to ask.... Can i have you phone number? So you can talk each other cause... I enjoy your company we can be friends. BUTIFYOU DON'T WANTTOTHATS FINE!ITSOTIBEINGACREEPIMITALKINGTOMUCH!I'LLSTOP!"

You we speechless. Someone asking phone number to talk to you. Well this is first since childhood non of tour old friend ask your number to stay contact. And you seen him as creep. He nice and gentle men. It wouldn't hurt try to make new friends. You chuckle and smiled and said.

"Sure!"

"Really?"

"Wait ill give you my phone number, ill need my pen and paper and here another paper to write your number ... "

After you write it, you gave it Crispin. Crispin wrote his number in the other paper that you gave him.

"Thank you"

"Bye Cutie see you soon."

You have a pink blush in your cheek. What a nice guy you thought to yourself. Once you open your door and brining your clothes inside. You take a shower and change to your panjamas.

-----------------Meanwhile---------------------

Crispin Pov:

ARE INSAVE YOU GAVE SOME STRANGER THE OUR HOUSE PHONE!! AND LET ME REMIND YOU DON'T HAVE PHONE CRISPIN!! Hank angry scream

I KNOW HANK I M SORRY OKAY!!

While the two arguing! Basilio eating chips ( Nova) while watching Crispin and Hank argue and Alexandra disappointed face while wearing a face mask that Crispin baught before he went home.

Basilio

You were walking home after after you visit your grandma. It was dark in the night you wear wear a light blue belt top and jeans. You had a pocket knife for self defense but you still worried. But the you hear a loud crash when you look up a hold abandon building starting to fall on you. He quickly rush to push he you away before it hit both of you. Both of you fell on the ground he land on his face to your belly.

" Oww my- he- hey are you ok ?!" You tried to wake him his ok. Then he started to move, he the look at you observing you. He wears a mask. "Pwede ko ba malaman ang pangalan mo? ". A silence both of before he respond. "Wow your cute" WHHATT!! C- Cute???? You blush your embarrassed.

They you both heard a call. "BASILIO!" A man with a sad face mask fly infront of you. "Boss wants us to go ( street name) it more important than you flirting around." You blush more. The smile mask man slowly stood up and nod his head he ald your hand. And pull up to your feet. " Hey cutie , whats your name ? ". " Umm.. (Y/n) " " heres my phone number so we can get know each other" He hands you a card with phone number in it with name Basilio. "Thank you for saving me!." the other mask man sad " BASILIO!! There people dyeing any minute!!" "IM COMING!!" They both flying away and leaving you. " Stay safe beautiful! ❤️" the look back give you a flying kiss while his mask on. The next thing gone they were gone.

"Wow what a night .. " You look back at the phone number. Who was Basilio? What doe s look like? Those he really mean those word?... Cute? Beautiful? Hehe no way. That Basilio guy is messing with her. Right? " Hmmm maybe later when i get home "

Basilio POV:

"Well done boys if you need me ill up stairs changing ok." Yes bossing

" Ugh.. im so tired !!" I wine. "Well we should be finish early of you wodn't get distracted!!" "Hey hey calm down you two" Hank hold his hand together and look me in straight in the eyes." What did you do??

" What did you mean?! I DID NO SUCH THING!"

"He gave a random girl our house phone number."

"IDIOT! WHAT DID ALEXANDERA TELL NO TO DO!!" Hank panic

"Giving our house phone number..?"

"Giving our number!! You to don't have phone Basilio!!"Hank replied.

"Maybe that person leaks our secrets!"Crispin replied

"Wow you two are Paranoid. But she's looks cute and nice. And i always want to make new friends"

"Calling a them a Cutie pie is a way to making friends?"

" LOOK ITS JUST MY EGO TAKEN OVER! Please don't tell alexandra-"

"What are you hiding from me"She came from the behind. The kambal scream ot top of there lungs

Few minutes later

I smile and think about what happened. When i landed on top her it so soltf like a pilliow that i wanted sleep and cuddle. Its the middle of the night. I still a wake couldn't sleep. I still wait to called me.

Ring ring

"Hello im (y/n ) im so sorry i called you late"

"No no its fine"

"Your name is Basilio right ? I don't want to be rude but can i see the person who save me."

"Ummm to tell you the truth this a telephone. I don't really have my own cellphone. But we could meet if you want tomorrow."

"Really! What time because my job starts at 9:00am and it will end 4:30 pm. "

"If you had time im always free" with a confidence in his tone.

"You save me from a falling building. I think your busy saveing people"

"True but if my shift ended early tomorrow or if i don't work tomorrow we could meet. Deal?"

"Deal! "

"Great! Also can i have your phone number so i can call you back? Since i forgot i didn't have my own phone."

"Sure it's"

"Wait i need to write it! Hold on"

"Hehe its 09*** **** **** "

"Thanks i call you back"

"Its a date good night."

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kumoriyami-xiuzhen · 3 years

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Hakuoki Yuugiroku Drama - Thumb-Sized Samurai Tracks 1-4 (of 7)

This is my last post of the month, so I’ll end by asking you to please support me if you can through my ko-fi, and paypal or patreon which provides access to my hakuoki blog translations and early access to my postings. Also, please let me know if you have any hakuoki drama cds that you’d be willing to share that are on my Lookout List since i either do not have audio for those cds or do not have audio that I can share.... and if you are able to remove watermarks from a video, please contact me.

Well... I’m finally done with all that i can translate for this drama. posting these tracks all together since im unable to continue translating the rest of this by myself... which is something i wouldn’t normally do because i prefer splitting tracks up for more items on my queue, tho that’s also a side-effect of me usually not being able to stay focused on one drama... not sure when i’ll get to the subtitle videos for these since im still pretty busy (while i have the first 3 tracks of this drama subtitled [unedited], at this rate, i might just wait for when finals are done and just focus on all my videos in bulk then... plus ive yet to receive the tl for track 6 and 7 [and need someone else to go over where the voices overlap in track 5], so that will likely cause further delays to the videos for this drama).

also i totally caved in and exchanged points for the yuukoku no moriarty stage play file with chinese subs that someone finished translating recently and bought the blu-ray for the 2nd musical. havent craved more content from a fandom this badly since about a few months before i decided that i would start translating hakuoki stuff lol.

Hakuoki Yuugiroku 2 Limited Edition Bonus Drama CD “Thumb-sized Samurai”

Translation by KumoriYami

Track 1

Kazama: hehehe~ Sure enough/As expected, this medicine's blend of Forsythia grass and boiled eel, along with my yearning and passion....

Heh.....hehehahaha~!!! Success at last! This forbidden drug, it shall be named ——the New Ishida Sanyaku · Changed/Improved!!

Hm~. as long as this strange drug "the New Ishida Sanyaku" is improved, it will become a panacea that will make people fall deeply in love.......

She obviously loves me, [however] my wife is is unable to honestly admit to her feelings [and] is tormented by the pain of love-sickness/My wife, tortured by love sickness, has refused to admit her feelings, isn't this medicine suitable for her?

Alright/Well, now that this medicine has been completed, this must be quickly brought to my wife to drink.

No, wait, just in case, the effects of this must be tested first. (Kazama begins walking off somewhere—)

Track 2

Harada: So that's it/all, Hijikata-san, that's all I can report on. Sure enough/As expected, the team members' most pressing concern is the security of headquarters.

Saito: My opinions/suggestions are almost the same/similar/the same as Sano's. I believe that we need to improve our defences against intruders.

Hijikata: Is that so. I understand what you guys are saying. Harada and Saito, you've worked hard....... That being said, it's difficult to completely prevent intruders from coming in. This place is a temple, not a fortress. Even if we installed a fence now, that isn't really a good plan.

Saito:.....So what you're saying is......

Harada: But, shouldn't the area around Chizuru's room at least be fortified? It is true that someone is after her.

Saito: Kazama Chikage, Amagri and Shiranui [check audio], the self-proclaimed group of oni......

Hijikata:......Indeed. In short I need to consult with Kondou-san about this....... Then, that'll be it for today's report.

Saito: Then I'll go make some tea. You should rest first. Sano, you should also drink some.

Harada: Oh, thanks a lot. Then I won't be impolite [rephrase later].

(Saito leaves then returns shortly after)

Saito: I've brought the tea. This is fresh[ly brewed] and hot, so please be careful.

Harada: Thank you. I didn't expect this so quickly.

Hijikata: (sips tea)......Oh, what's this, Saito? Did you use some other tea leaves today?

Saito: Nn?......No, I haven't done that.

Hijikata: Really? Then why do I feel that this tastes different from usual?

Harada: You didn't put poison in did you?

Saito:......!! Don't say such frightening words, Sano. The idea of me poisoning the Vice-Commander is complete nonsense. [i prefer the word 'utter']

Harada: Don't get angry, I was just kidding. (sips tea).......but, like Hijikata-san said, the taste of this tea really is odd/strange [tl says 'subtle']......

Saito: Strange? How could that be...... (sips tea)....!!

Harada: What's wrong? You've suddenly become quiet.

Saito: This taste is of...... Ishida Sanyaku ！？

Hijikata: Ahaha, I was thinking that this tasted a bit familiar, so that's what it was........ wa, wait! Why was that put into the tea!?

Harada: Saito..... you bastard, did you actually put Ishida Sanyaku into tea/you didn't actually put Ishida Sanyaku into tea did you? Even if you love that stuff, you should know when to stop before going too far [idiom. rephrase later]!

Saito: No......I would remember doing something like that. I only saw that the teapot lid was open, that there were tea leaves already inside, and that I was thinking how it could easily be brought over to be used......

Hijikata:......There was already tea inside? Did you notice if there was something strange/weird in the surroundings?

Saito: Speaking of which........ I saw something, I thought it was garbage so I ignored it, I think I remember how a note there was a written note saying "dedicated/specially for my wife. Dogs are strictly prohibited to touch this" or something like that.......

Hijikata: What, those words. From where do they....seem... familiar.......

(Hijikata collapses)

Saito: Vice-Commander!!

Harada: oi~ oi!! What's wrong, Hijikata-san! Why are you/why did you suddenly....... falling/collapsing/fall/collapse......!!

(Harada collapses)

Saito: Sano!! Why are you also......!!.......Why am I/How can I.......also....... be fainting........!

(Saito collapses)

Track 3

(footsteps)

Souji: Ha...... good grief, this is a real problem. I've long wanted to say this, but why is it necessary for us to submit a report about our patrols when nothing unusual happened?

Heisuke: I actually think that way too. But nothing can be done about this because of the rules~

Souji: Anyway, if nothing unusual happens, isn't it enough for Heisuke to make the report/that you make the report, Heisuke? I don't think I should be involved in giving it~

Heisuke: You just don't want to go to Hijikata-san's room. If you were giving a report to Kondou-san, you'd obviously be very happy.

Souji: That's because Hijikata-san sees me he won't stop talking as soon as he sees me. Before this, all I did was secretly prepared some ink and smeared a stone into it so that it turned black. He surprisingly became furious at me.

Heisuke:......Anyone who experienced this kind of thing would get really angry....... Hijikata-san, we're coming in. (they stop walking and open a door) Hey~ Hijikata-san~! Eh? Ah? It seems that he isn't here?

Souji:......But, doesn't it look like he was was recently in the room? Look, something spilled on to the floor.

Heisuke: What~? Is it possible that he wasn't careful and spilled his teacup, then panicked as he left to go and get a towel to dry this?

Souji: Maybe. Anyhow/Speaking of which...... besides the tea, there seems to be some other strange thing on the floor...... What is this?

Heisuke:......Hijikata-san, Sano-san, and Hajime-kun? What are these, these puppets/figurines [or dolls] look very well made. These might be Hijikata-san's things, so it'd be better not to touch them.

Souji: Anyway it seems like he's not in his room right now. Nothing to be done about it then~ [we'll] hand in our report later.

Heisuke: Yeah. Really, just where did he go......

(they open the door and leave the room)

Track 4

Harada: Saito...... Oi, Saito...! Wake up, I'm telling you to wake up!

Saito:.......Mm...mrgh... S-Sano?

Harada: Yeah.... oh, wait a sec! It's good that you're awake, but you can't open your eyes yet!...... Well, how should I put this...... you need to be mentally prepared......

Saito:.....? What are you saying? What mental preparations......?

~music tune~

Saito:.......!! Sano!?………………Sano?

Harada: Why is that a question? Without a doubt, it's me, Harada Sanosuke.

Saito: No....... But, the Sano I know, doesn't have that height......

Harada: Don't worry, you've become just like me. Just look down at your own body.

Saito:.....!! Even my sword is unsteady in these smaller hands, and if I step forward, there's the risk of falling over because this extremely big head..... What the hell happened to my body...!

Harada: I'll say it first, but this isn't a dream. Because I've already my face quite a few times.

Saito:......This lowly/humble body...... let alone moving, won't I be useless to the vice-commander and be unable to contribute to the Shinsengumi!?

Harada: In a sense, I don't think you'll need to worry about that? Take a look/Look, Hijikata-san has also become like/also looks like this.

~music tune~

Hijikata: Ah...... damn it......! My hands and feet [arms and legs] have gotten shorter, and everything else [tl is surroundings/everything in the surrounding] has become incredibly large......!

Saito: E-Even the Vice-Commander.....!? Why do you [also] have this awkward appearance......!!

Hijikata: Saito, you're awake. I just woke up...... Oi, Harada, why on earth have we become/do we look like this!

Harada: Even if you ask me that, I have no idea/I don't know. I was like this when I woke up.

Hijikata: Yeah....... well, since the three of us have all become like this, it's obvious/goes without saying that the pot of tea was strange.

Harada: Yeah. To begin with, it's strange to have tasted Ishida Sanyaku in tea.

Saito:......I see. That is to say that this is all due to Ishida Sanyaku......

Hijikata: No, that's impossible......

Saito: Ishida Sanyaku is a medicine that is meant to be taken with sake, because it was deviously put into tea, this sort of of trouble happened.......

???: Che~ how stupid [tl is more "stupid beyond the point of help/redemption but i can't figure out how to word that]! Devious? It's shameless to even guess/speculate about this [reword later].

Harada:......! That arrogant voice......! Kazama!!?!?

Hiijikata: You bastard! Are you actually here to harass Chizuru again[??? there's an idiom used in this sentence that I don't really get so i omitted it]!? Where the hell are you hiding!?

Kazama: HAH~! Are your eyes just decorations? I don't run or hide, so are you not able to see who is before your eyes?

~music tune~

Saito: Ha....... so you've also become like this...

Harada: I couldn't help but look up just now ['doubt my eyes'ish or 'look away'.... or something?] . (whispers) Ha.... It turned out be some random passerby.

Kazama: You bastard, sighing after looking at someone else's face, you really know nothing about etiquette!

Hijikata:: After breaking into someone's home, it goes without saying that etiquette will go to the dogs [reword later]! Alright, Saito, Harada! Let's drive this guy out of headquarters!

Saito: Understood (draws sword)

Kazama: Ah~ do you plan on fighting me with that poor body of yours?

Hijikata: Look at yourself, aren't you also the same!?

Harada: Speaking of that guy, why are you even here?.... Don't tell me that it was your plan to make our bodies smaller!?

Kazama: Ha, have you finally noticed it. You idiots/fools with no brains.

Saito: In other words, this is all that guy's fault?! Making all of our bodies smaller, what do you intend on doing?!

Kazama: It has nothing to do with you. I was only looking for my wife.... Yes, only just my wife.... That damn vile medicine!! To actually make turn me into this inferior article!!

Hijikata: Although I don't get why you're so upset, quit rambling, and hurry up and tell us the way to get us back to normal!

Kazama:.......Che.

Saito: You still won't talk. Then violence can be the only answer [reword later. don't like how it reads]...!

Harada: Hold it, Saito!

Saito: Why are you stopping me, Sano! If we don't get the answer out of that guy's mouth, we won't be able to get our bodies back to normal!

Harada: Don't you think it's a bit strange? Kazama was originally the culprit with that medicine, but why is that guy so small now? If he was able to get back to normal, he already would have done that!

Hijikata: Co-Could it be.... you're not going to say that you don't know how to get us back to normal, right!

Kazama: Did you finally realize it? You idiots with no intelligence!

Harada: Uwah....... I really want to beat him up......

Saito: Vice-Commander, please give me the order to cut that guy down!

Kazama: Che, listen to me! It's not that I don't know how to restore us to our original states. It's just that this method will be extremely difficult to accomplish.

Hijikata:……Difficult [Difficult how]……?

Kazama: It's simple to get back to our original states. The teapot with the medicine in it is still in the kitchen. We just need to drink more of that medicine, the "New and Improved Ishida Sanyaku."

Harada: I feel that I want to complain about the name of that medicine since it's a bit too subtle.... But will that really work?!

Kazama: Of course. As I possess the noble bloodline of the oni, it's impossible for me to lie.

Hijikata: For the time being, we'll believe what you say. For the time being, we'll believe what you say. You said it'd be difficult, but shouldn't being able to get into the kitchen smoothly, be the only problem?

Saito: Indeed. Just from the drop to the ground, which looks as high a wall, you can definitely infer how difficult it will be to get to the kitchen...

Kazama: That's right. As a dog who can only wag his head and wag his tail, that ability to understand is really good.

Harada: How is it that I feel angry whenever I hear you say something nasty [reword later].... Well, since we're like this, if we have more people, we'll be able to solve this problem sooner.

Hijikata: Speaking of which...... if someone would pass by/if someone just passed by......

(voices heard in distance)

Souji: Eh~ really, I don't always want to be doing this every time~

Heisuke: Don't say that. Hijikata-san should be back at his room now, right?

Hijikata: Those voices just now...... are Souji and Heisuke's?

Saito: Souji! Heisuke! Come here......! Mmph......! (mouth gets covered by Harada)

Harada: Don't be impulsive, Saito!!

Saito (weakly) What are you doing......!

Harada: I'm telling you/Listen [to me], just think about it! Even if Heisuke helps, the other person there is Souji!

Hijikata: If that guy finds out that we're tiny/this small, who knows how he would react!

Saito: (gasps and moves Harada's hand away) Ha...... Indeed, he'd treat us like toys and handle us as if we were straw...... just imagining that gives me the chills [reword later]......

Kazama: Che, as expected of a pack of dogs made up of rogues and villains. It's amazing that how you don't even have confidence/trust in your own companions.

Hijikata: Shut up! Under these circumstances...! Perhaps Souji is the only exception!

Harada: In the first place, what should we be doing, Hijikata-san? We have to do something, so should we just tell Heisuke about what happened?

Hijikata: Uh………… No, let's pretend to be dolls for a while. After, we can wait for Yamazaki or maybe Gen-san....... ah, there's still Chizuru, [but] we should wait for someone reasonable to pass by.

Kazama: What are you saying? You're actually telling me to pretend to be a doll [reword later]!?

Hijikata; Shut up and just do as I say! Even if it's you, if you can't get back to normal, won't you have a lot of problems!

Kazama: Che. There's nothing to be done/that can be done about it then.

Harada: Heisuke's coming! Everyone stop talking!

(door slides open)

Heisuke: Hijikata-san~! Hah!? Still not here......

Okita: That's strange. I just heard a very quiet voice just now, so I thought Hajime-kun was here. (looks around) Anyhow, why have these dolls that were placed here, so scattered around [reword later/thesaurus]? Furthermore, this/And this strange doll with blond hair, I don't remember seeing it earlier.

Toudou: What is this, a doll of Kazama? There's even one of one of Sano-san, but why isn't there one of these odd dolls of you or me, Souji?

(Heisuke pokes Kazama's head)

Kazama: You bastard......! The only one in the world who is allowed to touch me, is my wife...!

Harada: Come on, don't talk, just be patient!

Souji: These two figures look very much like Hijikata-san and Hajime-kun... Come look at them, they look pretty funny/interesting~

(Souji pokes Hijikata's head)

Hijikata:………………！！！！

Saito:…………！

Okita: Nn? I seemed to have heard something strange?

Harada: Well since these are Hijikata-san's things, if you play around too much with them, he'll get super angry~

Souji: That's right. But, if we just leave them here like this, isn't it likely for that cat to play around with them [reword later]?

Heisuke: It's as you say though since they were already left in a mess, maybe that cat messed them up [reword later].

Souji: In that case, why don't we just put them all into a box? They can be also put into a closet where the cat won't be able to reach them.

Saito: ………………What!?

Harada: If that happens, won't we be unable to move!?

Hijikata: This bastard/guy, he just had to come up with such a rotten idea right now!

Heisuke: Let's hold onto them for the time being then. Anyway, we still need to come back later and give give the report for our patrol. At the time, we can return these to Hijikata-san.

Souji: You're not thinking about taking these back to your room to prank them because you're upset about the faces of these dolls, right [i think? reword later]?

Heisuke: This idea of yours won't be any good/You're the only one who would come up with such a bad idea... well, then I'll take the Sano-san and Kazama dolls for to hold onto for safekeeping.

Kazama: Kuh......! Things are getting more and more complicated...

--To be continued...?---

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011 | surrender to love

ANONYMOUS ASKED: omg i love your writing so much! Im so happy that you opened requests hehehe 💖💖, may i request ikesen masamune soft smut?? Like the reader had a long and tiring day and just needed some comofrt and one thing led to another 🥺 👉🏼👈🏼 Warnings: NSFW Smut. Fluffy bits. Seriously, that’s all you need to know. Pairings: Date Masamune (Ikemen Sengoku) x Reader Note: I tried to make this as soft as possible, but... it’s Masamune.

“Weren’t you supposed to have a day off?”

Just as quick as he was when he rode his warhorse through the field that one sunset, my One-Eyed Dragon’s hand moved across the page with his brush staining its ink in quick strokes. “I'm almost done,” his voice calls from his desk with reassurance, not letting his answer deter his writing. “I’ll be in bed right behind you.”

It didn’t seem like Masamune ever had such a thing as a day off when he’s the Lord of Oshu, though it was something that was more common when we were living in Azuchi. Around here, he had a lot more responsibilities, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t just come barging into my sewing class with the castle seamstresses and scoop me up to take me away. It was practically normal for everyone to see this kind of behaviour, and it left me feeling giddy in love with him even more.

“Mm, hurry up, tiger. I miss cuddling you already,” I teased him, my feet shuffling towards the futon. It was probably the most comfortable futon I’d ever slept in, and the moment I sat down, the cushioning of the material eased the aches I forgot I had, closing my eyes briefly.

“Rough day?” came his voice. His voice sounded closer, and I looked over to see he was coming over to sit down behind me, hands moving up to my shoulders. The room was visibly darker, so he probably had blown out the lantern before joining me in bed.

“Mm... I’ve just been trying to get some pieces done, but it’s a lot more tedious than I thought it would be.” His fingers curled over my shoulders, and I swore that the moment his thumbs pressed into the back of my shoulders, I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips. “That felt good...”

He chuckles, his voice low by my ear. “Did you get even one done?”

“I got two done...”

“Out of....?”

“Five...?”

“That sounds like progress.” His fingers brush my hair to one side, planting a kiss to my nape as he continued to massage those tender spots. “You're doing such a great job, kitten.”

“Mm...” God, that kiss to my neck had me shivering that I wasn’t sure if he noticed. His kisses did something to me, and they never stayed just as a kiss. “I’m not sure if I should procrastinate one of them until next month, but I’ve been putting a personal project ahead of the others.”

His hands start to wander lower, and I can tell he has that questioning face the moment he echoes my statement. “A personal project? What’s that?”

“Mm, I can’t tell you.”

“Keeping secrets from me, eh?”

A squeal leaves my lips before I have a moment to register what’s going on, his fingers wriggling at my sides. With only our sleeping robes on, there were less layers to get to my skin and I was squirming in his grasp, fits of giggles sounding out as he laughed and continued his tickle attack until I was on my back on the futon, shouting, “M-Masamune-!”

“Say you surrender, kitten, and maybe I’ll stop!” he laughs. His grin is so wide, his cerulean blue eye glimmering in the darkness of our room as he hovered over me.

“N-Never!” I screamed between my laughter.

Then, he took my breath away.

His fingers ceased their attacks, his lips coming down upon my own to take my laughter in the form of a deep kiss that left me gasping and looking up at him in surprise. “I love it when you smile,” he murmurs with that silly grin of his.

I swore my heart just skipped a beat, looking up at him. I thought I saw my reflection in his eye that looked down at me so lovingly, with my cheeks flushed from laughing and our sweet kiss, my hair splayed across the futon. “M-Masamune...” Oh god, he knew how to make me blush without even trying.

“I love you, kitten,” he murmured, the distance between us closing bit by bit until his words were repeated a breath away from my own.

Yet the breath he took from me found its way back into my lungs with my emotions coursing through me. “I love you, Masamune,” I whispered back to him with a smile growing on my lips once more, my hands moving up his clothed biceps up to lace my fingers together at the back of his neck.

The whispers of our words faded when he sealed the gap with a tender kiss. His body was relaxed against mine, my legs shifting to let him settle in between them more comfortably.

I didn't get to feel that weight against me, his lips seeking my skin to shower with kisses until I was like putty under him. My head began to tip back as he went lower to my neck, my fingers rising and unhooking to card through his messy locks. "Masa-... m-mune…" I breathed out. I could feel the curve of his lips faintly against my skin.

"My kitten's had such a long day. I'm going to pamper you lots tonight." There's a delightful purr that sends shivers through me, the promise in his tone making me bite my lower lip before the roll of his hips into my own makes my jaw drop slack.

"O-Oh…" The moan dropped from my mouth with ease, my fingers gripping his collar then sliding down his front so I could search for the sash that held his robes together. Instead, my advances were denied as he gently took my hands away to rest back into his hair and his lips trailed lower on my skin. My robes loosened until I could feel nothing but the cool air, and then the beat of Masamune's body against me, kisses peppered between my breasts. My chest was heaving when he stopped and I hadn't realized my eyes were closed until I looked up at him.

"You're so beautiful…" He looked at me with love and adoration, leaning down to graze my lips. When his hands drew my robes off my shoulders, I leaned up to help him remove it, and suddenly I was caught off-guard by the warmth that sealed around my breast.

I cried out, gripping his hair as I arched into his mouth.

His teeth grazed my flesh, but he sucked on my nipples with a hunger that had me trembling in pleasure, his tongue lapping to soothe my skin.

I was caught in my tiger's fangs, melting at the way his mouth worked wonders on my body just as much as it worked my mouth when we kissed. "M-Masamune-" My shoulders were trembling, and the ache that grew between my thighs, hidden by the rest of my robes, was becoming slightly uncomfortable. But the warm wetness of his mouth was gone, leaving me to shiver momentarily before he replaced it with his hands to keep me warm, my hardened nipples sensitive and grazing his palm as he kissed me softly.

He was taking his time with me, a sweet passion that had me nodding and bending to his every action. His words were soft but only enough for me to hear as he spoke against my lips, "Lay on your stomach for me, kitten."

Obediently, I nodded and turned to lay on my stomach, arms moving to help remove the last bit of my robes and lay bare with my back to him.

He gently brushed my hair to one side once more, making sure I was comfortable as his hands ran down my back, searching for the knots in my back. His lips trailed along my shoulder to the middle of my back, pausing to whisper sweet nothings in my ear that had me smiling and giggling despite the moans that emerged once he found a tight spot on my back.

"You should let me do this to you sometime…" I breathed out.

He chuckles against my skin. "I wouldn't be able to let you past this point," he pointed out.

It was asking for restraint on his part whenever I was the one to try and initiate things, but when he was the one to take the lead, he took care of me. When I asked why, his only reasoning was that I looked incredibly sexy and that I needed to be ravished as soon as possible.

My thoughts were broken as he made his way lower, fingers caressing the curve of my back and down the expanse of my ass cheeks. The anticipation had me squirm slightly against him, only to stop with a groan at the warning bite he sunk into the middle of my back. "B-But…" My hips wanted to move, searching to have that sweet friction as his hands groped and squeezed.

"Patience, kitten."

I groaned. "Masamune, I had to teach you patience." The little moments of flirting that led to us being together had been fleeting moments, mostly me having to stop him from sinking right into my bed with me underneath him and teach him the concept of dating, but here I was, the more impatient one.

His laughter was teasing like tone, his hands working my muscles until I was putty.

Then with a single stroke, all tension seemed to break loose from my body as I bowed my head into the sheets with an airy moan. The sensation repeated in a slow and torturous pace, the familiar feeling of his two fingers along my folds, gathering the wetness that I had building there. My hips started to lift from the futon, his bare arm snaking around my waist to keep me steady and hug me to his body as he started to include little presses and circles of my clit with his thumb. "A-Ah-!"

My whimpers and moans were stifled against the sheets, pulled from my lips without restraint until the noises weren't sufficient enough to equate to my pleasure when those two fingers dipped lower and into my waiting pussy. My walls formed around the two digits as he pushed them knuckle-deep, curling inside me while his other hand had managed to grope a handful of my breast as I arched off the futon onto all fours.

He played with my nipple with his thumb while the other thrummed against my clit like an acoustic guitar, his fingers stretching and stroking my wet walls.

My noises fell out with less restraint, barely able to capture the groan he made when he released my breast and moved to kneel behind me. My eyes weakly opened and peered over my shoulder just in time to see him staring down at my folds as he played with me, before he withdrew to grip both of my ass cheeks and leaned forward to devour me whole.

His mouth tasted me like a starved man, his tongue lapping at my folds and sucking to take every drop of me that he could. He made sure not a single spot of me was left untouched, teeth grazing my clit until he no longer held himself back from what he wanted.

My hand flew behind me to grab onto his hair as best as I could, my legs inching apart to give him better access as my hips started to push towards his mouth. A pleasurable shudder ran up my spine right then and there, the feeling of his tongue firmed and pushed deep into my walls just as his fingers had done moments ago.

Bit by bit, he took me apart before he put me back together, sending pleasure coursing through every vein and nerve of my body. He feasted on me hungrily, my legs shaking to remain up in this position like I was strung high in this pleasure until he pulled away, letting me lay on the futon.

I was panting, my cheeks flushed and my eyes opened slightly to look at him as best as I could.

He came up over me, a gentle kiss to my shoulder then to my lips. His fingers traced over my own before lacing together, his bare skin pressing to my back as he whispered, "I love you." The heat, the shape and thickness of his cock nestled between my ass cheeks, his robes having been tossed haphazardly across the room to join my own somewhere. His legs positioned between mine to nudge them apart for him and my hips raised to welcome him.

I propped myself up on my forearms to kiss him as best as I could, his lips drinking in my moans as I felt the prodding of his cock to my entrance, hard and throbbing that he didn't need to reach a hand down between us.

We broke the kiss to look at each other in the eyes, just as with a perfect roll of his hips, his cock pushed into me.

My jaw dropped slack as I choked out a moan, my hands squeezing his with his forehead pressed to mine.

Not once did he stop, making sure that he took his time in filling me until there was no more to give me. A groan fell from his lips, lowering his head to kiss my shoulder and he was still.

Like this, his chest was pressed to my back in exact positioning of where our hearts were, thudding loudly in our ribcages from the sensation. No matter which position we made love in, we fit to each other perfectly, his tall frame covering all of mine like I was his to protect and have.

The first move had to have been him, the way he rolled his hips to make sure he stroked me where I was sensitive the most.

My head dropped to the sheets, my wetness lubricating the movements as I could feel his cock gliding in and out slowly, tenderly. My toes curl in pleasure, strains of moans and whimpers sounding out before I bite at the sheets. I can't kiss him in this position, knowing that he doesn't want me to do anything to interfere with his pampering, but the thought seems short-lived. I'm left empty and whining, my hips chasing after his cock when he pulls out from me but his lips silence my protests as he turns me over onto my back.

His hands caress me so tenderly, his gaze full of love and passion, and the colour of our passion sits high on his cheeks.

My fingers reach out to him, seeking the ends of the tie of his eyepatch that he doesn't stop me from removing. My legs move to hug his hips at the strokes of his hands along the underside of my thighs, our eyes locked on one another and he rolls his hips once more, no warning as his length pushing from tip to base deep inside me that it has my head tipping back onto the sheets and my lashes fluttering shut with a loud, unrestrained moan. Nails drag down his back until they could find a spot to grip, my ankles locking together at the base of his back.

"I love you," he breathed out against my jaw, groaning. Then he gave a languid roll of his hips, pressing his body to fit against my own.

My words are gone before I have the chance to tell him I love him.

His pace is slow but filling, taking all that I am for himself and giving me all that he is. His forehead pressed against mine, making sure that he could see every expression I make as we made love in the darkness of our room. The moonlight spilled in through the window, giving us a view of each other as we breathed as one, sinking our fingers and nails into each other's skin as he moved.

I felt so full, my walls hugging his cock in all the right places. How he strokes that spot that has me seeing stars and going a pitch higher when he pulls back. Every ridge, every vein, every curve that stood proudly in his desire for me was mine to have, my walls clenching greedily to pull him back into me.

His hips stuttered as he pushed in and his breath fanned against my cheek, brows knitting together in frustration. "That's not fair, kitten," he groans out.

"I can't help it…" I replied back in bated breaths.

We're a mess of limbs, of love and desire. But despite our little predicament, we're smiling at each other before we steal each other's lips and allow our love to guide us. Our pace is more quicker, but not enough to break the momentum that we've built even though I've started to move my own hips to help him.

Soon, it felt like the cries and moans I made wasn't enough to tell him how he made me feel. My nails scratched at his back in an attempt to cling to him for dear life as that pleasure mounted in the pit of my belly, before I started to beg, "Please! Please!" My chest arched off the bed, trying to give everything I had to feel this euphoria of ours.

An arm wrapped under the arch of my back to pull me flush against him, his other hand gripping my thigh tightly as his hips started to snap against mine, slamming deep inside my weeping walls.

I was helpless, gasping, crying out, and trembling as my love took me until a feeling crashed over us, washing over us. My nails no longer dug into his skin like the claws he called them, instead gripping his shoulders for dear life then wrapping my arms around his neck as I shuddered from head to toe. My walls hugged him tightly, the warmth of his cum filling me as he painted my walls, the faint sound of the sheets shuffling as he kicked at the sheets as leverage to ensure he was nestled deeply inside of me. My eyes shut, my lower lip trembling as I tried to grasp this feeling. It was a high that always had me lost yet found in his arms.

Our heartbeats thudded loudly against each other's chests as he rested against me.

I could feel his breath on my neck, just as shaky as mine yet he cooed and soothed me with the touches of his hands running along my skin until I was calm and no longer trembling. "I love you, Masamune…" My voice was hoarse, but what mattered was that I was able to say the words I'd been meaning to say the whole time.

He raised his head to look at me, a loving smile on his lips and he caressed my cheek with a gentle kiss to my lips. "How do you feel?"

"Mm…" I smiled warmly. "Amazing. Loved. Full of joy."

"Relaxed?" he suggested.

I giggled. "Mm, yes, I do feel relaxed."

He nuzzled my cheek, planting soft kisses along my skin. "I only meant to massage you."

"Mm, massages are never just massages, Masamune." My fingers card through his hair, my legs falling limp to the futon. "Are you going to do this every time I have a rough day?"

"Do you not want me to?"

"No complaints here, my lord," I replied with a playful tone.

He raised his head to look at me with mischief in his eye. "Speaking of complaints, are you ever going to tell me what that personal project of yours is?"

My lips formed into an innocent smile. "You'll never get it out of me."

My words instigated his playfulness, fingers finding their way down to my waist and I let out a squeal of giggles. "M-Masamune, s-stop!" The movement was enough to make a noise escape my lips and remind us that he was still inside me, looking up at him with flushed cheeks.

He chuckled, his tickles having stopped as he leaned down. "I'll just have to make you scream out your secret for me then."

The roll he gave had me gripping his shoulders and wandering down to his abs in an attempt to stop him. I felt sensitive but that was a dirty move.

"Do you surrender?" he murmured against my lips. On those lips held a promise of what would come if I didn't.

It was a secret I needed to keep a bit longer, and so I breathed out, "Never."

#minju fanfics ;#fanfics ;#fanfic: ikesen #ikesen masamune #ikesen masamune fanfic #date masamune #ikesen #ikemen sengoku #fanfics: by request #fanfic: surrender to love

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hyunjinssmile · 4 years

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corruption!kink with best friend!jisung please? thank u so much 🥺❤️

Corruption kink kills me

Nuff said

Wrap it before you tap it kids

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‘Wait, wait wait wait-‘ jisung pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose, eyes angry as he looks at your form beneath the covers.

‘Who.’

‘Who told you I wouldnt like you’

‘Kayla.’ ‘Kayla told me.’

He sighed, smacking his forehead,

‘Y/n, baby, shes liked me for ages, I was out with the boys and she came up to me trying to make a move and I said I loved you, that I couldnt. Shes just jealous.’

Your heartbeat sped up at the nickname.

‘But- I’ve never done anything, sung, thats like, awkward, not attractive’

He reached out for your hand, holding it in his own.

‘Y/n im going to be really honest with you. I love that about you, its actually really cute...andIfinditattractive..’ it was his turn to go blushy and quiet, making your eyes widen,

You dont know what came over you, but you suddenly reached up, pulling him by the strings of his hoodie so he was falling ontop of you,

He quickly held himself up, not crushing you in the process,

‘Y/n-‘ he couldnt contain the smile on his face,

‘Just kiss me-‘

‘Fine, but no matter what happens im going to tell Kayla off tomorrow. She doesnt get to make you feel like that’

You had no time to respond as he pressed his lips against yours, his arms beside your head as he felt his heart flutter.

He was your first kiss about four months ago, and now he was to be your first for other things too. He began to blush throughout the kiss, before pulling back, observing the matching blush on your cheeks.

He pressed his forehead to yours, smiling softly, before he felt you push the blankets off, showing the fact that you were in just a tshirt, thighs on display for his greedy eyes.

‘God youre going to drive me crazy angel.’

Angel, it suited you perfectly he decided. An angel ready to be corrupted.

‘Take me?’ You whispered softly, making his eyes almost burst out of his skull.

‘Baby, are you sure? He was unsure, he didnt want to make you feel pressured, as he went to move, his knee that was between your thighs nudged your heat, causing you to whimper softly, making jisungs cock throb in his pants.

‘So sensitive..’ he mumbled,

He could feel his resolve thinning, until you reached out to push him back on the bed, straddling him,

Then it snapped.

‘Baby, what do you think youre doing?’ He smiled, watching as you fiddled with the drawstring of his sweatpants.

‘I want you’ you said softly, pulling them down to his thighs, before reaching for his boxers, letting them stay with his pants before you gulped, looking at his size. He couldnt help but smirk at your reaction, enjoying your eyes on him.

He decided hed let you do as you please.

‘Cmon then, do something angel’ he teased, making you frown at him, pouting.

‘I am-!’ You fell for the teasing, making him giggle.

The giggles stopped once he felt you place a kiss to the head, his eyes blowing out wide as he watched you gently grab the shaft, not hesitating to press your lips onto him.

‘So you do know some things’ he rasped, making you giggle, the sound so beautiful to him that he couldnt express it.

‘Ive read a thing or two,’ you whispered, making his smile widen,

‘About me?’ With the way your eyes widened he knew he was right, ofcourse hed seen the writings people made for him, but he never expected you to read them.

‘What did they contain? Hm?’

You could barely respond, the words stuck in your throat.

He was suddenly sitting up, causing for his face to be right in yours as you sat on his thighs, his member against your own thigh.

‘Baby can I see? Just show me your favourite one..’ he had a plan, he knew he was going to make this the best he could for you.

After getting out your phone and showing him, you couldnt imagine how he could get harder, but he did.

‘Holy shit’

He read the tags,

Corruption. Choking. Biting. Soft. Deep.

He couldnt explain just how turned on he was, before throwing your phone to the side, turning you both over so he was now back above you, moving the hem of your shirt up to reveal your chest and underwear, his mouth watering as he quickly removed his hoodie and shirt, his warm hands coming up to cup your breasts, your breath becoming heavy as his member continued to rub against your thigh.

‘How are you so perfect?’ He whispered, making you smile.

‘I mean it y/n, you, are perfect.’

A whimper bubbled up in your throat at the praise, your back arching into his hands as he squeezed, his lips finding your neck as he groaned, unbelievably turned on.

You looked so small beneath him, in the shirt, in everything, his eyes wandered down to your underwear, one of his hands slowly trailing down to the place you needed him the most, as you tried to close your thighs, he bit your neck softly, mumbling a ‘keep them open’ before kissing the spot he bit.

‘Ah- ji-‘ you blushed at the whine that ripped from your throat as his fingers found your bud, moving the underwear to the side as he rubbed soft circles, his lips moving up to press to your own once again, before his fingers moved downward.

‘Holy shit youre so wet for me baby,’

His mouth almost watered at the soft feeling on his fingers, his eyes locking with yours in a soft, voiceless asking of permission, to which you nodded.

He began to suck on your left nipple before he pushed one finger inside, causing you to whine softly.

It wasn’t uncomfortable, it was pleasant, actually.

Soon he was pushing in a second, your orgasm hurtling toward you before you told him to stop, making him nervous that he did something wrong.

‘Are you okay?’ He asked, eyes wide, as he pressed feather light kisses to your jaw.

‘I want you to cum with me.. inside, im still on that birth control because of my cramps and-‘ before you could continue rambling, jisungs eyes widened as he groaned, kissing you softly.

‘Baby, youve got no idea how you effect me, I want you so bad’

‘Then take me, sungie. Im all yours’

He almost couldnt control himself, dirty words flowing from his mouth as he pumped himself a few times, leaning over you, one hand beside your head as the other lined himself up,

‘Gonna feel so good and tight wrapped around me, fuck, baby can I?’ He pleaded, lost in his pleasure.

He was rubbing the head of his cock up and down your entrance, before you leaned up to kiss him, mumbling a quick ‘do it.’

He pushed into you slowly but firmly, making sure to watch your reaction.

After a few moments he was fully within you, panting and whining above you.

You were no better, the overwhelming feeling of having your boyfriend inside of you sent you to a new level of pleasure, before you needed more.

‘Please-‘

‘Please what? What do you want from me baby- fuck- you feel so good’

‘Please fuck me-‘

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Hehehe

Requests are still open

#skz #straykids #kpop smut #straykids smut #straykids writings #kpop writings #smut #kpop #jisung #han jisung #han #jisung smut #straykids jisung smut

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chibi-encubierta · 4 years

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Trials of Mana, Session 3: “Get to the Damn Ship!!”

Ok, now I remembered that this is not ✨ THE SHIP ™ ✨ , but I really get a bad feeling boarding any ship in this game...

Kevin and Riesz have small talk while traveling to Laurent (Laurent is the easy new name to remember thanks to Heroes of Mana) My headcanon of their friendship is so strong by now, I love it!

She is really angry but her best friend has her back (pls chill, Im an expert on revenge, now is not the time) Love this cute cinnamon roll

=============== Now Riesz offered herself to guide the group now that she is back at home, and into the Meadow we go! Yes the sleep flowers and the Amazon Hideout... Time to get the Chibikko Hammer!! I kinda like how this part is really quick now with the map markers and everyone telling you what to do and where to go... It took me AGES to figure that out with my brother with almost no knowledge of English.

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Is kinda sad that the hammer is no longer an item that can be assigned to the wheel.... anyway, ITS HAMMER TIME!!!

Just wanted to bring this out: Kevin is “=O!” but now lets do a close up to Charlotte face, She is laughing??

Exhibit n°485 that proves that Charlotte is a spawn of Satan - I love how Kevin makes everything up: Just moved to live here; ohh I smell like human because I took a human to get here! hahahhaha precious!

Domperi is a bigger troll than in the original, and even Kevin is kinda done with him

Exhibit n°738 that proves that Charlotte is the literal devil:

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Ok, enough fooling around, now back to the Corridor of Wind!... I mean Gusthall?? I repeat, I will need a lot of time to get used to real translation names... - Again going on that ship... Kevin and Riesz keep doing small talk, I really love this!!! BEST FRIENDS!! - I... I'm kinda overleveled for this, just sweep the entire dungeon AND made class change of the 3 characters lol!

Welcome the new team: DPS, Debuffer and devil's child Healer and support

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- Time to get Laurent Castle back! CHAAAAAARGEEE!!! (omg just started the night-time! AWOOOOOOO!)

- Some of the Japanese audio tracks don’t have subtitles :( I don't speak japanese but I think know that Kevin is encouraging Riesz to keep going and that he will help her, best friends indeed.

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The thief stole her heart hehehe / Kevin asking if she is ok and looking kind of surprised.... and then we have Charlotte looking like “I’m gonna steal your man really soon and then kill him because he didn’t give ME a kiss”... She is the devil!!! I’m telling you!

=============== At some point it became day time, but is ok, I’m already on second class and 2 levels above the enemies. TOP 10 PICTURES TAKEN SECONDS BEFORE DISASTER

Holy Mother of Mana!!! That was HAAAARD!!!! OMG I spend my 9 cups of wishes, almost all my candies and Riesz and Charlotte ended up beaten and down!! Zehnoa is really hard (This is the last time I start a boss fight during daytime. ===============

OHH MY GOD! I FORGOT ABOUT BILL AND BEN IN THIS PART!!! Their theme is still fresh, and at least they were easy to beat :D

=============== Ok... now to ✨ THE REAL SHIP ™ ✨... Nonono no I really don’t want to take the boat... Wait... What did you just say Charlotte? You don’t know how to swim? Quick!! To the Ship!! (Still don’t want to take the ship)

New Headcanon time: Kevin prefers to swim across continents because he gets a little seasick on long trips. Ok... I don’t like this ship but, let’s do it fast!!

Too pure! (hehehe yes he was thinking on passing it to other person hehehe cute kevin)

Ghost Kevin giving the puppy eyes :( Ok Charlotte, you will be the ghost. bye!! =============== I hate this ship! I hate the poison! I hate this part! I hate it I hate it I HATE IT IHATEITIHATEIT ohh look! I can change their clothes to the previous class! how come I didn’t notice that before!! ===============

Why is Kevin so scared!!?? omg I love the "Ghost Road” attack now!! ( I really like the FFXIV battle mechanics :D ) AAAAAaand I’m freee!!! wooot!! good bye Ghost ship! =============== Next session: “I’ll rush the island that took me A YEAR to figure out what to do with my brother because we didn’t understand English 10 years ago and proceed with the story!”

#personal #FE plays Trials of Mana #Trials of Mana

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dancing with your ghost

inspired by this song

warnings: symptoms that are similar to mental health issues like depression but never explicitly stated

genre: pure angst sorry

pairing: lucas/yukhei wong x reader

summary: ummm heartache???? basically the aftermath of a ‘hey let’s pretend to be dating bc i need someone to take to this wedding and you need someone to scare off your ex’ type of story

word count: 1582

a/n: lmao i am reposting this because it absolutely flopped the first time hehehe ALSO i made a playlist to go with this story. the first half or so is the same playlist that is mentioned in the story then the second half is more about the theme of it. i put way too much effort into it but i hope you enjoy it!!

there was an emptiness that couldn’t be filled

an ache that couldn’t be soothed

a feeling of nostalgia for what never was

honestly you couldn’t be sure if this hole in your chest was a bad thing anymore. you’d grown so used to it that the thought of one day living with out it seemed so fantastical and out of reach. you found a sort of morbid comfort in the sorrow

time has slipped away as routine comfortably took its place. mondays became indistinguishable from wednesday or friday. the only thing separating saturday and sunday from the rest was the lack of work.

your thoughts drifted from the idea of getting up and taking a shower or even just washing your face to the cup of tea that’s been sitting on the coffee table and once more to your phone lying next to it. it lit up with yet another text message to which you would send yet another half-assed response of ‘id love to get together but work has been super busy lately and i need a me weekend.’ you wonder how many more ‘me weekends’ you’d be able to have before someone saw through it.

you just couldn’t have that face to face conversation with any of them. how do you explain that none of it was serious. or that all he needed was someone to take to family get-togethers for when his uncles would ask about his love life. or that you had grown so used to his hand in yours that the emptiness you felt when he wasn’t there scared you. or that you missed him. how could you look someone in the eyes and say that you had not only lost a love but also a best friend. how do you describe that hurt. how do you say that you feel unlovable. how.

you couldn’t say those thoughts aloud because as soon as you did they’d become real. he would really be gone. and happy. and in love. and you would have to admit that you were hurting. you’d have to admit that it was really over.

so instead you lay here on the sofa. and keep it all in. sometimes you can’t help but remember him. and how happy he’d been.

the knock on your door drew your attention from the sheet of cookies ready to go into the oven.

there he stood in the doorway with a smile so bright that it put the stars on the clearest of nights to shame.

‘hey y/n’ he pulled you into a warm embrace. the scent of his cologne was intoxicating. strong and inviting, the prefect reflection of his personality.

‘hey lucas. i wasn’t expecting to stop by today.’

‘yeah i just wanted to share some good news with you. like really good news. like i came here as fast as I could kind of news.’ he spoke so excitedly as he followed you back into the kitchen.

‘well spit it out,’ you reply while placing the sheet of cookies in the oven.

‘i found someone,’ his smile wider than ever.

you almost dropped the sheet of cookies as you took in what he said. you knew this day would come. the day he would find someone to actually love and care for. the day he no longer needed you. but still you hoped and prayed that maybe there was something there. maybe the secret touches shared between just the two of you actually meant something. that maybe he’d choose you.

he didn’t.

‘so get this. i was walking into the coffee shop on seventh street that me and you usually go to. and i bumped into this gorgeous girl and spilled her whole coffee so i offered to buy her a new one.’ he rubbed the back of his neck and looked to the floor. ‘so cheesy and cliché i know. but y/n this girl. we talked and talked and she made everything seem to….right. when I looked into her eyes i just felt…’ he sighed and leaned against the counter.

‘…like everything just seemed to make sense for once.’ you finished the sentence for him as you checked on the cookies.

‘yeah exactly’ he didn’t even try the hide his love struck expression. it was clear as day that he was really falling. ‘when i talked to her it was so easy. almost as if we knew each other for years.’

we did.

you looked him in the eyes for the first time since he broke the news and forced a smile to your face. you couldn’t even fathom the idea of ruining this for him.

‘lucas im ecstatic for you.’

‘really?’

‘of course. if there’s anyone who deserves true love and happiness in life, it’s you.’ and you meant that. it just hurts that he found it in someone else.

‘and hey. at least now you actually have someone to take to all your family functions.’

he chuckled lightly, ‘yeah you’re right. i don’t know if your cheeks could handle another one if aunt maya’s pinches.’

‘the pinches i could handle,’ you say as you forced a laugh out, ‘but I’d have to buy a gym membership if i had another dinner at your parents house.’

‘it’s not my fault mom loves insisting on third helpings’ this time he let out a full real laugh, remembering all the shared glances between the two of you at a dinner table. wondering how you could possibly eat another slice of meatloaf.

‘we can celebrate your new found love with some cookies, if you’d like. they should be done in a minute or two.’

the smile dropped slightly from his face. ‘oh y/n. i’d love to really but i promised angelina that i’d meet her again for coffee. i just stopped by the tell you the good news.’

‘of course, of course. you should get going then. a love like this comes around once in a life time.’ and who am i to stand in the way of someone living their lifetime.

lucas cast a sympathetic look before pushing himself off of the counter and embracing you once more.

‘thank you for everything y/n. seriously. you’ve helped me out so much. if you need anything let me know.’ his cologne was still so strong. and it hurt to know that someone else was going to experience it like this.

‘that’s what best friends are for lucas. you’ll be the first person i call when im sick and throwing up everywhere.’

you could feel him chuckle lightly before placing a kiss on the top of your head.

‘you got it y/n.’

the door shut, leaving you alone.

your hands shook as you took the cookies out of the oven and set the tray in the stove top. they shook as you turned it off. they shook as you took off the oven mits. they shook as you ran them down your face only to find them wet with tears. and they shook as you lowered yourself to the kitchen floor.

your hands were steady now and found their way to that playlist like muscle memory. you had long since deleted all the photos of you and him. but you just couldn’t find the strength to delete this. he had made it for you before the whole fiasco of pretending to be together had ever crossed either of your minds. he said that ‘these song remind me of us.’ and maybe you had gotten your own hopes up. maybe you had searched too deeply between the lines of lyrics. maybe you looked so hard that you had only found what you wanted to. because they were just songs. songs of bad timing and unrequited love. but at the end of the day still. just. songs.

as they played throughout the room. filling the stale silence as your body began to move, lifting you from the couch. your gaze landing on the sweater which rested on the arm of a chair. it was his. he had left it accidentally when spending the night here one time. you had meant to give it back for some time now but haven’t been able to. everytime you had gained the courage to call him and ask him over, he was busy. eventually you stopped calling. and he stopped texting. stopped checking in. so there the sweater sits. still smelling of him.

your body began to move once more reaching out for it and pulling it close to you. maybe if you breathed in enough of his scent, it’d feel like he was here with you again. of course it didn’t but it was as close you could get.

your hips swayed to the rhythm. as your feet worked their way around the living room. stepping over pillows and discarded take out. you danced for the first time in what felt like years. you felt the tears fall but paid them no mind. still clutching the article of clothing impossibly close to you, you sang along with the lyrics.

Yelling at the sky

Screaming at the world

Baby, why’d you go away?

I’m still your girl

Holding on too tight

Head up in the clouds

Heaven only knows

Where you are now

I stay up all night

Tell myself I’m alright

Baby, you’re just harder to see than most

I put the record on

Wait ‘til I hear our song

Every night I’m dancing with your ghost

a/n: there it is. i was listening to this song today and got super inspired and just had to write. there’s also a reference to a hobo johnson song if you can find it ;) thanks for reading. let me know if you’d like a prequel to this when reader and lucas were together. i hope you enjoyed and pls feel free to leave constructive criticism. thanks, rai :)

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twistedsimblr · 6 years

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Okay Okay my turn to feel involved xD Prom night pt 1

@omg-puddingpie @emmypess DON’T MIND ME I JUST WANT TO FEEL A PART OF SOMETHING xD

BAD GRAMMAR TRIGGER WARNING!

I was nervous, partly because Meg was a foreign exchange student. She also didn't live in the best part of town. But the building was nice,

and she also lived with two other exchange students her housing was paid for by the School Board so. She was practically living for free. How ever food was another issue. I I often helped her out with that. She didn't have a job... I did and it paid a pretty penny if it was done on a timely manner without getting busted for it.

Apparently she had to buy her self a mini fridge because her dumb ass roommates kept eating all her food. Douche bags... But apparently they were all nice girls and they did each others hair as one was heavy into cosmetology. Just weren't very smart according her her very girly. Meg only wore make up and her hair style was typically straight and simple but her nails were never done. pretty much a tomboy whose only connection to being female was putting a bold face of make up on. So my mind raced as I prepared myself for her arrival all I had was my bike.

She didn't seem to mind. I kinda kept myself hidden away from the other dates that were waiting for their girls to come out.

I pulled out my phone and texted her “Im here :D “ She didn't respond for a few minutes until she responded with Okay <3 .

I wasn't prepared... Her hair was styled let half down and up but it was made more voluminous and had almost like a vintage curl to it and hugged one side of her face rather seductively . A black and white polka dot rose clip.adorn her cute little bun on the back of her head .

And she wore a a soft red dress that had like this beaded gold embellished shoulder straps barely keeping her tits inside dark almost mauve nylons that had a darker stocking pattern that came up at the knee. . that she obviously got to hide the cute little fat pad her knees had. The dress was a dangerous choice it teased me with a peek of her puffy little short thighs as it was cut lower on one side and higher on the other Her make up choice was a good one and worked well for what she was wearing . She had a purple reddish heart locket dangling around her neck. Her shoes were purple and didn't have a ridiculous heel on them perfect for what we planned on completing We had something in mind.

I can’t believe I’m going to tell you all this...But I love to dance. I knew all sorts of dances except well break dancing because that’s crazy. Anyway. Little did anyone realize I’d been picking up Meg after school later after Football practice And I’d take her to Magnolia park, which is like a 20 minute ride on my bike.

So it was getting dark when we did this because practice had a tendency to run late because people were stupid. And I’d teach her how to dance she hesitantly asked me If I knew how to Tango. I did... I just didn't have anyone to dance with. She wanted to learn so I taught her some sick moves.

Like hell I’d do it with Adam it’s weird enough Him being weirder lol excluding the gay part...He’s been hanging around me too much I think hahah

I recently found out he’s my half brother too so that’s even more weird. Were gunna dance for the crown Meg and I ..like I said a bit back.

I couldn't help but stare as she approached... She’d obviously had her hair done too it had some blond in it now giving her pale cool colored pasty white skin almost a warmth to it. She had to be wearing contacts too fuck shes so pretty with out those damn things hiding her insanely beautiful blue eyes.

We were going to surprise everybody I mean there was a title to be won Prom King and Queen. A lot was at stake I’m no looser. Me and Meg were going to win that fucking crown just you watch . Fuck that shitty ass swaying back and forth This isn't 8th grade yo.

I made sure I went slow. She spent so much time looking pretty, be a damn shame to look like the visor of my bike covered in bug guts.

I parked my bike down the street and helped her unwrap her self obviously keeping her dress tightly wound around her self during the ride so it wouldn't get caught in the gears or tires of my bike. She smoothed herself out and made the necessary adjustments to her outfit. and swiped the hair strands that got stuck to her fake lashes. Personally I don’t get gluing shit so close to your eyeball but shrug.

. Not gonna lie when she bent her self at the waist I checked out the goods.

May have even drooled a little But I pretended to drop my phone instead. I’m much taller than her so it was quite the decent downward. But I was satisfied with what I saw. I like my girls thick and curvy . I like things you can cuddle and fondle.

We made our way inside and down the hall toward the Gymnasium. Music already boomed down the hall rattling the walls as we passed and I started to notice that Meg was beginning to feel self conscious what she was wearing she was getting a lot of stares from others making their way over there as well She was constantly tugging at the neck line of her dress to hide her cleavage. mostly from dudes.my girl was pretty busty especially in that dress... maybe too busty.

Because before we got our hands stamped like we were 3 years old with mittens tied to our jackets all year round just to get in. To my horror a disgruntled sound of a throat clearing reverberated off the walls behind me and Meg.

A female teacher looked Meg up and down from behind looking down adjusting her red thick rimmed glasses.

Megan Shortt.... “Your dress violates what is deemed appropriate for tonights prom. If you don’t find something to cover up .”

“I’m afraid you can’t go in length wise it is appropriate for a short mid length type dress, but It may be a cause of concern of your safety as well as be a touch distracting for the male attendees .”

Meg rolled her eyes. “It’s because I have big tits isn't it?”

The teacher let out a shocked gasp. “ Young Lady that’s not-”

Before things could escalate I finally stepped in.. Now I was much taller than this teacher and it was a known fact she was a bit intimidated by me. She also didn't like me that much as I happened to make a mockery of her class. Me being a clown and all.

Before she could continue on I unbuttoned my suit jacket. Taking both women by surprise. “Here I said with a toothy grin to Meg hold this .” The teacher seemed almost endeared by this act but I wasn't finished hehehe.

“ Malikor Kregore that isn't necessary. “ She began as I then proceeded to unbutton my purple dress shirt now . I looked over to Meg and winked.

“Trade you.”

I handed her my huge dress shirt which she slipped on. I took my suit jacket back and threw it at the teacher. “Keep it bitch.”

Her eyes widened with rage and astonishment unable to speak or do anything I couldn't help but laugh . As we made a break for the Gym Meg was doing her darnedest not to loose her shit and laugh. I held her arm as she scurried along with me to the gym. When we got inside we nearly collapsed in a heap of incessant giggling and cackling No-one seemed to notice yet as there was so much going on.

We quickly camouflaged ourselves into the crowd. When things seems like they were okay we shared a lame but slow dance moment to help her prepare for the tearing of the dance floor we were gonna do soon. She put her feet on top of mine and looked into my eyes with a goofy yet shy smirk forming across her lips

“Here’s your shirt back.”... She said with a chuckle. I quickly slipped it back on But I didn't have time to do it up for Meg threw her arms around my waist. and cradled her self into my torso and chest.

“I love you Mal...” When she with drew herself . My hand caressed her cheek while the other tilted her head and neck by the chin She reached up and toyed with a strand of my hair as I leaned down and locked my lips with her own. Suddenly we were both startled by the start of a new song or an interuption the mic made a horrendous screech anyway. When I looked up I saw him

My buddy my half bro Adam on stage... I shook my head... and re focused my attention to Meg.. Tonight was going to be a good night. For both of us

I would have yelled something stupid but.. I was soon to be on radar lol.

I whispered to Meg, the corner of my eye caught a male teacher scanning angrily across the heads of thousands of students.. I immediately tried to make myself smaller.

“We don’t have much time... And I botched our chances of winning but were not not going to dance .. so When he’s done caterwauling his love for Armand with a fricken lame as shit Weezer song.”

Meg gave me a playful slap.

“Not nice...” She glared at me cocking a brow smirking slightly I continued

“I’m going to get him to distract the teacher who wants to hand my ass to me now. He’s a good talker. He’ll give us the time we need to complete our dance got it?”

Meg looked away her features contorting into that of fear.

“Hey look at me... Only my opinion should matter you’re gonna do great.”

Her expression changed and she smiled enthusiastically Let’s do this.

#long post #Omgs AU #prom night #nonsims #sorta nonsims #M.K #Meg #saviorhide #fucking spell checker the hells a nick line eat dicks

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17cafe · 6 years

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seventeen college au valentine’s date

(with member of your choice!)

so a little backstory

you and him are in the same art class

and you both always make these little doodles that take just a minute while you do other work

they were always super cute and to be honest it made you find him super cute

long story short things kept happening and u two ended up with crushes on each other hehe

and you found out you liked each other hehehe

just one day before it was valentine’s day he got to class before you

which he was very relieved about

and tucked his little doodle for you under a tin of markers that were at your spot

when you got to class you saw the corner of paper sticking out and u were like

“oh wow i wonder who could have done this”

super sarcasm

you look around for him though but don’t see him anywhere

he was hiding behind a corner looking at u kind of sneaky

to see your reaction

but he was too shy to like be beside you when you looked at the doodle

when you moved the tin off of it and picked it up

and unfolded it

you saw that the drawing was of you and him

and you were both holding this huge candy heart with equally huge smiles

and on the heart had the words “be mine?”

but in the bottom corner of the paper was another drawing

much smaller

of you both eating the candy heart because why let it go to waste

and you laugh then smile

when he sees you laugh he’s like hooo boy okay yes this is good

and he comes up to you finally

you’re actually so intrigued at how good the drawing is though it isn’t a normal doodle and you jump when he puts his hands on your shoulders

so you turn around and you’re smiling super wide and he’s smiling super wide and you’re like aWWWWW and hug him super tight

the other students in the room were going awww too

and some were ignoring u too but hey that’s okay

in response to the “be mine?” on the heart you say “yes do you even have to ask !!!”

he’s like i wasn’t sure! you can’t blame me! you play footsies under the table with the guy that sits across from us

you’re like uh do u really think that means he’s my boyfriend or something??

he’s like yeah

and you’re like hhahhaha !!! and he’s like ahaah

then the teacher is like okay kids sit down

and class starts

later on after school you stay a couple extra minutes to finish your assignment because you were almost done!! thankfully art was last class of the day for you

he stays with you of course

after a little while it was just you and him left because the other students all rushed outta there and the teacher left to go bake some clay

you bring up the footsies thing again and you start ranting

not angry ranting but just ranting nonstop

and he literally out of nowhere was like hey...and pecks your lips real quick so you stop talking

you actually gasp and put your pencil crayon down before leaning and kissing him back but on the cheek

he blushes SO HARD

he grabs your hand and bag and drawing and just pulls u out of the room and ur like WHAT are you doing

he doesn’t say anything and pulls you to the library

and sits at a secluded table and it’s so sosoososooo sweet

he just holds your hand and plays with your fingers and he just asks about your day and kind of mumbles things sometimes that u ask him to repeat

and it’s always something like “oh.. i just said you look cute when you make that face..”

the smile and faint blush never leaves his face as you guys talk with each other.. until one of the library workers is like hey we’re closing get out

now its an hour and a half since school ended and u guys are lke woah what

but he’s still holding onto your hand and grabs your bag for u again and leads you outta there

and there’s nobody in the hallways so u guys just wander around in the school and keep talking

but soon your phone rings and ur like whoop! i know what that is gotta go home

and you pout because you love spending time with him…

but he’s like “no that face is too pretty to pout”

boom your mood is instantly brighter

and he just smiles because he Knows and he’s like alright which way

you’re like ????

he’s like which way to your home

and he obviously walks you home

of course before you open the door to go inside he kisses your forehead.. and he’s like I’ll see you tomorrow right?? it’s valentines day you better come to school :((

and you’re like yes of course i will see you tomorrow!! and he grins and winks and says “tomorrow it is then”

when you go inside and close the door you just sigh and squeal and that dork is jumping around as he walks away and hops all the way home wow he’s such a happy boy

so tomorrow comes aka ~valentine’s day~

art class is right in the morning

and neither of you have afternoon classes !!

he got up early to look good for u.. he did his hair how you like it and wore a button up shirt with these nice black pants ooo

he got you candy hearts like the drawing and some flowers but shh you don’t know yet

also he drew another picture last night but wait for that ok

he came early because he wanted to be there before you again

he’s checking his hair and breath and making sure his shirt is all nicely resting with no wrinkles or anything

and he’s waiting in the art room beside the door when you come in

you don’t see him n hes like yes my plan worked

he silently follows you and waits until you sit down and whispers “happy valentine’s day~~” and holds the flowers and candy and folded drawing out in front of you and ur like WOAHH

OH BOY

HE PUTS ALL THE STUFF ON YOUR TABLE AND LITERALLY JUST. SPINS YOUR CHAIR

and kiss e s you

and it’s short but passionate and like it sucked the life out of you that was so unexpected

and he pulls back at looks at you all dazed and smiles

both of you are so red

he turns your chair back around and tucks you in before he takes his seat next to you and points to the flowers because he doesn’t want you looking at him he is TOO SHY

“do you like them?? they aren’t valentine colours but they reminded me of you~” because there’s yellow flowers mixed with the pink

and inside u are a total mess like crying but a good cry with heart eyes..

he’s giggling like crazy and you unfold the drawing finally and this boy

“im glad you like the flowers because–”

he drew your faces from side angles and your noses are touching and like the other drawing you both have those big scrunchy smiles

and you CANT you just hug him so tight and wrap your legs around him too because your chairs are against each other like one long chair and just

the other students coming in now are all smiley and some “awww” at you guys and you pull away but

he opens the candy container thing and picks one and brings it up for you to read before putting it in your hand

it’s one that said “be mine?”

more people are smiling and cooing at you guys and you hide your beet red face

he hides his face too but sees you doing it still and whispers in your ear

“you okay?”

you nod but still hide your face and he rubs your back and leans his head on the table right beside yours and hes trying to look at you

“lemme see that pretty face? pleeease?”

soon enough when class starts though he goes and gets the paints and brushes you always use & your project and brings everything to you

he gets to work but wraps his leggies around yours and you’re like ??? but he just keeps doing his own thing

u let it happen no questions just smiles

at the end of class he cleans up all his and your stuff for you too :’)

and you assume he just didn’t bring a bag or anything today because he has nothing with him

he just picks up all of your stuff and says

“we’re going out to get lunch today!”

and you’re just like ok sunshine!

he’s like o no i should be calling you that...

so you’re like “well why didn’t you”

“dang u right.. i’m sorry prince/ss” and he looks around once again seeing practically nobody in the room then kisses your cheeks like 10 times

all this luck of being nearly alone in a public place wow

you guys go to this small casual restaurant about a block away

you to pick a table as he orders and pays in advance because he knows it’s a good place they never mess up

you come back and ask “what did you order for us?”

he smiles at the word “us” and looks down shyly

doesn’t respond and picks up where you left off from the conversation after school yesterday

he lightly takes hold of your hand and stares at you so admiringly as you talk

the food all comes soon and ok are you ready

spring rolls with the sauce in a heart shaped dish

sandwiches cut in the shape of a heart

red drink with heart straw

dessert was a cupcake with pink icing and a bit of ice cream in the shape of a heart too

and you were like wo w they’re really in the valentine’s spirit!! and he was like hehe yeah

but really he had to request it and pay extra for all that but it was worth it because he loved when you giggled and smiled so much

when you guys finish eating and talking and get up

and when you’re at the door just about to leave the waiter comes up with one last thing

a heart balloon!! and hands it to you and u look at your boy

he shrugs and he’s like idk where that came from

you’re like well i do you goober and peck his lips and he’s like heHEEe

he caresses your cheek and kisses you back but you pull away kind of quickly because this is a public place

after leaving the restaurant you guys just walk around the neighbourhood talking and laughing and sneaking lil kissies in here and there

you end up laying in the field by your school and again luck is on your side because nobody else is out there and it’s a bit chilly but sunny and nice

so it’s just you guys on the grass

holding hands and he sings this little song he made for you after getting over his shyness about it

and it makes you fall so much harder

you tied the balloon to your wrist but somehow it came undone

and at one point the balloon flies up and you yell !! and he jumps up and you do too and jump onto his back and you touch the ribbon but it gets away :((

you huff and you’re so sad and lay limp on his back n in a soft voice he’s like “baby it’s okay hey it’s okay”

extra cuddles and kisses as u pretend to stay sad and say it was the most special balloon because he got it for you

tickles you a little so you laugh and man

keeps kissing u so much he can not get enough

they’re always so soft and warm just so delicate

it’s overwhelming because you’ve never really kissed before and now so many in one day !!! but it’s exciting!!

at one point you’re kind of on top of him attacking him in kisses to “get back” at him n you bring your hands up for better balance and end up tickling his sides and he jumps

you’re like >:))

continue the tickling and “revenge” kisses and omg

even though he’s laughing so hard all you hear is silence because you’re just focused on his face and how purely happy he seems and it’s like wow.. i caused that

but you end up laying side by side fiddling with each others fingers

you see the dot of the balloon way up in the clear sky

you two just spend hours at the field sitting and talking and sometimes getting up and running away from the other as they threatened to tickle you

soon enough it’s already getting dark?? you two were so caught up in each other that you didn’t even realize it

he thought dinner plans were too formal as you two just became a couple and you already went on the cute lunch date !! so he walked you home before it got too dark

you started rubbing your arms because you got cold

you had a jacket on already but he put his coat over your shoulders as well

when he dropped you off he got a little pouty

and you kissed him to make him smile again

of course he did

and of course he held your hands as he looked at you while you talked

he stood outside the door with you for a long time but then you got too cold and got a shiver

and he was like oh no okay go inside

he walked home in the dark and he was a little scared but that didn’t matter because he was so head over heels for you

when he got home he checked his phone and saw a message from you

but even before replying he called his mom and told her all about you omg

he couldn’t help himself

this... angel boy

likes you so much

he will always do anything to make you smile

and always protect you and help you and support you

and love you

and he knows you’ll do all the same

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hobidara · 6 years

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Secret Admirer

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genre: fluff

words: 1,578

I walk out of the bathroom with my right hand busily brushing my teeth. A towel draped over my neck, I pick up the remote which was lying on my bed and press the button.

When the curtains open, my eyes widen and the toothbrush almost slips out of my grasp. I quickly close the curtains back.

The sight of Yoongi stretching in his black shirt was such a heartwarming sight, I don't know why.

I run to the bathroom, rinsing my mouth and staring myself in the mirror. I look like a mess but Yoongi didn't see me anyways. I tiptoe towards the window though there is no need to be actually tip toeing. I slightly open the curtain with my index finger and peek inside his room – no sight of Yoongi.

I sigh and go downstairs. When I don't see him, I become sad. When I see him, I can't stand it.

I'm really crazy.

"You are awake. Go buy some milk and bread." Mom demand as soon I place my foot in the dining room. I groan and pick up the money on the table before walking out of the house.

"What's with the face?"

My head shoot up when I hear the familiar voice.

"Hyunwoo oppa!" I squeal and he pulls me into a hug.

"Are you even wearing pants?" he chuckles. I am currently still in the oversized white shirt and it just perfectly hides the shorts underneath. I glare and punch his arm.

"Are you out to buy something?" he asks, nodding at the money in my fist.

I nod sadly and start walking north when I stop and realize that I have no idea where I can even buy milk and bread.

Hyunwoo chuckles and said, "I know the place."

When we reach in front of Yoongi's house, I look up to the bedroom's window. My eyes squint when I see the curtain close. It was slightly opened just now.

I wave it off and go to buy with Hyunwoo.

I sit there staring at the closed curtains as if I could see through them and look at every movements of Yoongi. I am dying to just open the annoying curtains and drool over him but of course, be invisible at the same time.

I open the curtains widely like in movies where the princess wakes up her morning beautifully and opens the curtains wide as the birds sang.

[a/n: like how jin opened the curtains in I need u]

My eyes stop at the male sitting at the edge of his bed with his eyes fixed at his phone.

I quickly get up to get a book and sit down by the window again, pretending to read the book which I don’t even know the name of.

I lean on the window and look at Yoongi from under the strangs of my hair.

He looks so beautiful. My eyes follow to his fingers which are running across the phone screen and his hand holding the phone.

Even his hands look amazing.

I gulp and my hands travel back to his face. What is it on his phone that he is so focused to it?

I sigh and just start actually reading the book in my hands.

I gasp and glare at the door. Why did I even gasp?

I rub my eyes, damn, I fell asleep right there, beside the window.

"Yes?" I answer.

"Your friends are downstairs." Mom says from the other side.

I open the door and mouth, "Friends?"

I am confused. Jaein is on a trip so she can't possibly be right downstairs too. I walk downstairs and almost fall down from the stairs when I see Taehyung and Hoseok standing by the door.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We heard from Yoongi hyung that you moved. Nice! We can hangout more."

YOONGI TALKED ABOUT ME TO HIS FRIENDS AND I FEEL MYSELF BLUSHING ALL OF A SUDDEN

"Why are you blushing?" Taehyung look at me as if I came from another planet when actually he is the one.

"That's because I just woke up."

What an excuse.

"Anyways," they both lock their arms with mine and squeal, "Lets go!"

"Yah! I'm still in my homewe----" I stop mid-sentence when I see him in a black shirt with another white long sleeve shirt under the black one, paired with black jeans which are ripped at the knees.

[a/n: yoongi's outfit in save me mv]

He looks stunning.

I stir the straw in the glass with my eyes perfectly landing on Yoongi. He is drinking his milk while gazing around the shops.

We are currently at the new mall that just opened like three days ago.

I smile and return my gaze to the glass of milk in front of me. I don't know why I was even stirring it in the first place.

I take a sip and freely let my eyes travel to Yoongi again but this time, our eyes meet.

HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS LOOKING AT ME OMFG WAS HE OH

No, probably not. He was probably looking at the shop behind me. I know my cheeks are heating up but not wanting it to be obvious that I was checking him out, I look at the shop behind him.

After chatting with each other for a while, obviously I wasn't talking to Yoongi – anyone but Yoongi, we walk out of the mall and head towards our homes.

I walk with Taehyung at the front when suddenly, Hoseok asks from the back- "Ina, aren't you cold?"

"Of course I am." I glare "You and Tae just had to drag me out of the house when I was still in my sleep wears."

I am just in an oversized white shirt with black cotton shorts underneath and I'm shivering as fuck but I can still endure it.

"Let's just hire a taxi, then." I hear Yoongi says.

OMG WHY TF IS HE SO CARING

Hoseok decides to sit at the passenger seat so Yoongi, Taehyung and I are going to sit at the back row. Taehyung quickly climbs in which basically means ---

I AM GOING TO SIT BESIDE MIN YOONGI

Am I supposed to thanks Taehyung or what?

I awkwardly close the door and stare outside. With the radio playing Eric Nam's Good For You, my eyes start becoming sleepy.

"WOMANNN!"

"Oh my god, can you stop raping my ears every morning?" I groan and yank his hand away.

"Ew." Taehyung scrunches up his nose. "I HAVE GOOD NEWS HEHEHE"

"Go on." I say opening my locker.

"So yester—what is that?" Taehyung asks mid-sentence when he spots the bread and the milk with a sticky note stuck on its wrap.

"There's also a bread this time." I smile and read the note.

Did you sleep well last night? You look beautiful! I don't need to see you to tell you this because you are always beautiful.

"He's such a candy." I coe and keep the note into my cardigan's pocket.

"You mean cheese."

"No, candy." I shake my head at Taehyung and take out another note and start writing down.

Hey, secret admirer. Thanks for always making me smile with your gifts and notes! I always keep them and you don't need to do these for me. I want to do something back for you but since I don't know who you are, here's a note from me!

"Secret admirer, that is so childish." Taehyung laughs and I kick his shin.

"I hate you so much." I show him a middle finger and close the locker before unwrapping the bread.

[ how do you call that, unwrap? lol im sorry. but u get what I mean, right? ]

"Anyways, I was saying. Last night, you fell asleep on the taxi---"

"I KNOW RIGHT. THAT MUST HAVE BEEN SUCH AN EMBARASSING SIGHT. YOONGI WAS RIGHT BESIDE ME BUT I JUST FALL ASLEEP OMG. DID I DROOL? I DI—"

"Stop panicking." Taehyung flicks my forehead

"You didn't drool. Now, don't interfere because you are going to have the time of your life."

"Um, okay?" I raise my eyebrows in confusion.

"So when you fell asleep, Yoongi put your head on his shoulder and luckily, you didn't drool. He also carried you to your room because your mother was too lazy to carry your fat ass."

I continue staring at him with a poker face.

"You are supposed to be squealing." he frowns.

"As if I would believe you." I roll my eyes and walk ahead.

"I have a picture."

"WHAT" I yell and run back to him. "WHERE WHERE"

He clicks his tongue and takes out his phone in slow motion.

"Cut it out." I groan and stomp my foot impatiently.

He grins at me and shoves the phone screen at my face. I gasp and squeal out loud at the same time when I see the photo.

My head was resting on his shoulder and his head was resting on mine. We look like a couple that would last forever.

"KIM TAEHYUNG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" I scream and wrap my arms around his neck.

He giggles and ruffles my hair. I pull away and pat his head.

"Well done, my son."

#yoongi #suga #bts #imagines #bangtan #jungkook #v #taehyung #jimin #rm #namjoon #jhope #hoseok #jin #fluff #secret admirer

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privatelessspoken · 6 years

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“Home is where your story begins....”

That’s it. Every story has to stop. Today. Mine just ended. Another chapter ended. And it is overwhelming to say that the the finale is a rooted one. Deeply-seated at the bottom of my heart.

March 24, 2017, Friday, the day I ventured into something foreign to me. No matter how many times I insisted to work at Makati, My fate simply just wont escort me to my desire. So yes, that exact date, I had my stop at Pasay. I was brought there without any notion of what to anticipate. Initial days weren’t so appealing to me. Bounded by the idea that I wont stay at the place long enough. Obviously because I searched for the things I used to experience with my previous job. The comfort of what I am familiar with is what I am maneuvering to vibe. Awfully, the alienation I felt fenced me to oversee His plans. Even discriminated the idea of exploring the hidden answers to ‘Why’s’. Unconsciously, the plot begun to unwrap almost all the ambiguity. The coming of days granted me the realizations I was seizing. I was placed there mainly because…. I am destined to meet these people; holding the every keys to distinctive undertakings. Thus here are the recognition & gratitude I earnestly composed.

KC - Siya ‘yong pinaka unang taong nakagaanan ko ng loob. Ung lagi kong pinagtatanungan. Lalo nung bago pa ko. Unang laging nakakasama. Also, back then, she frequently asks me ‘If I am okay’. I admire how sociable you are, KC. You’ve got the capability of being able to adapt to one’s nature so easily hence making that individual feel much more at ease by your side. Magaling kang makisama. Kahit anong character ng isang tao kaya mong i-adjust ang sarili mo to build a friendship. Honestly, nahihiya ako sayo tuwing kasabay kita pag uwi nung una. Awkward sa side ko sobra. Hindi ko alam kung ano bang ioopen up sayo na hindi boring. Wala naman kasing excitement sa buhay ko. I suck at small talks, evidently. Im just grateful at how you’ve got the initiative to ask me and start a convo. You’re that kind of a person who’s willing to listen to any kind of stories. You showed me sincerity whenever I tell you something. You listen without interrupting. That is one thing so good about you as a friend. Not just a story teller but also a listening ear. KC, I thank you for the times you were there to listen to my nonsense ideas, thoughts, senseless talks, etc. I also, adore how natural you are. Careless of any. Not afraid to express your wants and what you wanted to say. Though at times ang tindi ng expressions mo. Hahaha. These qualities made you approachable and not hard to get along with. I feel flattered when you get my ideas with regards to random things/topics. Thank you! You are one sweet lady. :) I’ll miss you’re clingy-ness (and kilay) madam fashionista. Salamat kasi ikaw ung naging una kong friend sa work!

Louise - Louise! Mamimiss ko ung tawa mo! Minsan sayo talaga ko mas lalong natatawa kaysa sa mismong dapat tawanan. Wagas ka kasi mag react. Dati ikaw ung lagi kong kasama sa pag check ng box sa D. At wala tayong ginawa kundi tumawa lang din. Kahit pag nag-aattach. Hahaha! Ang loka mo kasi eh. I thank you for the laughter we’ve shared together. I love how lively you are as a person. Jolly(bee) and cheerful. :D Madaling pakisamahan. Appreciative. Thank you kasi lagi ka din nag t-thank you pag nagbibigay ako ng kung ano man sayo. You give back by saying those things and that’s more than enough to make someone feel flattered toward what they’ve done even if it was just small things. Mamimiss ko ung mala-grocery mong pagbili. XD Ung pagiging prangka mo sa mga bagay na napapansin mo. Haha! At oo nga pala, minsan talaga pag tumitingin ka… nakaka-intimidate. Ba’t ganon? Haha. Anyway, you deserve a man who will love you co-equal/ more than the love you could offer him. Someone who isn’t manly enough to express his affection towards you isn’t worthy of you at all. Hopefully makanap ka ng partner mo na pahahalagahan ka. :) Someone who will treat you right this time. Aja! Hahaha! Mahahanap ka din niya! Wag mo siyang hanapin. Sorry pala kasi solo flight ka na. :( Wala ka nang partner sa pag officer. It was never my intention to abandon you friend. I’ll miss you partner!

Joan - Sissy! Our zodiacs got us closer. That’s what I know! Our hubbies will forever be close so as the two of us (hoepfully). From the very start I know that we’ll get along. At your pioneering days at home, I immediately observed the similarities we have. Same as me, you are not used to speak out your mind. Most especially when in group. You observe and listen rather than sharing your own version of the story. Quiet at times but fun to talk to. Focused on her duties. Organized, truthfully speaking. Salamat sa pagsama mo sakin, anytime, anywhere. Hahaha! For taking over my obligations during the days that my presence cannot be found. Nature ko talaga kasi maging ‘missing in action’. LOL. Mamimiss ko ung chat mo. You are my Dept. Store buddy as well! Shopping over here and there. XD Yung biruan natin, usapan, tawanan, these are worth remembering. Okay… balik tayo sa observant. Haha! You are my mind reader. As in! Am I too obvious or what? Clearly, you are able to tell what I feel, think and predict my next move. Kudos to you! Skill yan. May future kang maging manghuhula. Hahahaha. Also, you’ve become my consultant; pertaining hair, lip tint, etc. I’ll miss you being by my side, canteen buddy. Omg. Ang dami na. Pahabol, salamat sa masasarap mong supplies ng pagkain! Lalo na sa chocolate cake. Heaven! Pag ikakasal na kayo ni Lay invite mo ko!

Jackie - Seatmate! You! Yes you! The one I consider as my closest friend at the workplace. My trusted confidant. You’ve seen me, laugh, cry, angered, annoyed, dumbfounded. You are the witness to my every emotions. I would’ve never thought we’d be this close. But it happened. Dahil sa kadaldalan mo, nabasag mo ‘yong invisible wall ko. Haha! Peace. Out of the blue, mag k-kwento ka. Hanggang sa humaba na ung usapan. Our commonalities in numerous aspects strengthen our bonds. In a span of ‘just’ months you are able to define how I am as a friend/person. You know my fears and strengths. Somehow unlocked the hidden. You know every details to my previous mishaps. Comforted me at my down times. During tengga days, I’ll miss our throwback singing session. Lol. Thankful to have known a co-fangirl. True. We relate in so many things the reason why we seldom have dull moments. I’ll miss your random stories. *Ehem* Your corny jokes! Hindi ko alam kung may magpapatawa pa sakin sa next work ko. :( Thankful that I got to sit beside you.. the part I’ll surely be missing as well. We may have fought. But we did get over it. It was the very first time I made a move to talk to someone I had a conflict with. Sorry and thank you for understanding. Ang mean ko dahil sa topak ko. Pasensya na po. Pero alam mo yon, natatawa na lang ako pag naaalala ko.. na un pa ung muntik na dahilan para mapaaga ang pag alis ko sa Homeworld. LOL! Salamat din sa lagi mong pagtulong sa pag check ng box sa D. I may not be showy, but Im more than grateful to have you as a colleague. As per the answer you’ve been pestering me to hear? Yes. I stayed because I realized that you guys mattered to me. Karapat-dapat kayong makilala at makasama pa ng matagal. Ung samahan ng tropa, hindi kasi un ung tipong madaling iwanan. The friendship we built may be breakable. Yet, it is one thing we know that will always be there. It existed. We are composed of different personalities but we are symmetrical to one another. And now that it’s already been 1 year I think it’s enough for me to hold on to all the memories. A thing that’ll retain. Thank you for always being there friend! I’ll never forget~ Kung may nagawa man akong hindi mo kinatuwa, sorry. Sana matupad na ang So Kor dreams mo soon!

Ms. Nessa - First impression ko dati, may pagka-masungit ka. Hahaha! Naaalala ko pa, halos lagi mo kong kinukulit non. Sabi mo ang sarap kong asarin kasi tumatawa lang ako. Un tlaga ung dahil kung bakit ayaw kung nagsososrt sa counter noon. Joke. Haha! Tapos ang tagal kong inaccept ung friend request mo sa Fecebook. Hindi ko alam kung paano tayo naging close. Pero feeling ko un ung kakatanong mo sakin kung kailan ako aalis. At hindi ko din tlaga inasahan na magiging close tayo. :) Thank you for everything Ms Nessa! Mamimiss kitang ipag-sort ng Asinan. Syempre joke lng un. Haha. Thank you sa advices mo. Tsaka sa pakikinig mo sakin lalo na nung naging roller coaster ride ang isang buong linggo ko. Thank you for opening up to me without hesitations. Salamat sa trust. I pray only the best for your family. Lalo na sa kauna-unahan kong inaanak. Alam kong mapapalaki mo siya ng tama. More bonding moments sa inyo ni baby Grabriel. Sorry kasi medyo magulo ung area mo noong pagbalik mo galing ML. Hehehe! I’ve known you for 1 year already! Akalain mo nga naman. :)

Bambi - B1? B2? Which is which? Haha! Bago pa man dumating sila Jackie, ikaw muna ang laging kasama ko. Salamat sa tawanan at kwentuhan. Whenever you say you’ll miss me, I am hardly convinced. Now that this time I’d truly be gone, I assure that I’ll believe you this time, if, you’ll still do. Thank you for lending me a hand, always. If we ever meet again, sana matuloy na ung hiking natin. Hahaha! I wish you and your ‘Jersern’ a stable relationship kahit na alam kong bipolar ka. (^^)v

Zen - Hi Zen! Ikaw ung isa sa madalas kong tulungan tuwing details kasi alam naman nating lagi kang champion. Hahaha. Mamimiss ko ung mga nakaka-shookt mong expressions Zen. The best ka talaga magulat. Super thank you nga pala sa gift mo!

Nori - Na-stress ako pumili ng gift na ibibigay ko sayo nung Christmas Party. Lol. Sobrang general lang kasi. I do not know much about you. Also, you rarely ask for my help during details. So anyways hahaha Thank you for giving me your Corn Flavored Energen nung time na sobrang nag-crave ako. HAHA! Pati pala sa Shingaling. This food shall also be a reminder of you. :) Sorry kung inaasar kita ‘non kay J*n***. Haha. Ang cute nyo kasi, Kung magkatuluyan man kayo patabain mo yon haha kawawa nangangalansay eh. Hihi. I pray for the best sa inyo ng baby girl mo. It is never easy to face trials alone. But having her as your reason is enough to carry on. May you find the right man that’ll take good care of you and your daughter in the near future. :)

Benny - Hi Ben! Hihi. I can still recall how we got comfortable with each other.. Yun ung kailangan kitang samahan sa Building F para maghanap ng O.R. Hahaha. Nahihiya ako non sa Shuttle kasi baka alam mo yon, *croo croo* Hahaha. Pero nag start ka mag rant sakin regarding sa work at kung gaano ka nabababdtrip. Hanggang sa ayon na. Yun na yon. XD Ehem, your collection of crushes. Thank you for your openness. I appreciate the trust. :) But here I’ll confess. Pero alam kong nasabi ko na ‘to sayo ng personal dati. ….Na nasabi kay ‘ano’ na may taga hanga siya sa Home. Peace. :( Sorry. Hindi naman siya intentional may isang beses kasi na inaaway ako non so binanggit ko yon nang tumahimik ang lolo mo. Hindi man ako nag drop ng name. Pero sorry pa rin Bens. Won’t happen again. I’ll miss you ‘Terminal Buddy’. Pati yung mabilis mong paglalakad, pag bitibit at pagbalot ng Terminal Pay. You’ve been challenged by putting you in that position (Not Trade) so early. Pero tignan mo naman ngayon, okay ka na. Proud at masaya ko’t naka-adapt ka na sa work. Kayang-kaya mo na. :) Lastly, thank you sa movies. Naka-save ako ng kuryente. Nyahahaha.

And sa mga random people na na-meet ko during my stay

Kuya dispatcher ng Paliparin, thank you for always prioritizing me kasi sabi mo malelate na ko.

HSC acctg bosses. It was a privilege to be under your supervision and guidance. Thank you po!

To the heads and bosses, I am not in the position to judge you… For wearing grumpy faces. I do not know the number of scratches you crumpled and throw out to reach your titles. It might be your purpose.. to bring out the guts out of a delicate kind of a person. To remind that a person can still cross the limit she thought as the final end of her character. Just that, I am too afraid yet to break that in a single blink. My only wish…. be gentler to some who can’t handle fall backs. Generalizing people may cause others to weaken more than her current state.

Tropang triplets. This is to acknowledge your patience and gentlemanlike manner despite of my ever masungit and demanding temperament. Very much aware that I am hard to deal with but you, dudes, made it through. Haha. Stress no more over your never-ending boxes. Though you are pestering me countless times, I thank you for helping me with my concerns. Sorry for being brutal and moody often times. :P

Kuya JRS 1&2, message center, protemps messengers, utilities, suppliers, canteen staff, Kuya Globe na hi-tech magpa-receieve… Thank you for your involvement in my work experience.

Kuya Asinan & friends who seldom had lapses greeting me and tolerating my requests, thank you.

From July to April….. monthly, I used to say I’ll be leaving by this particular month. On the other hand, I hardly can’t do it. Kasi hindi ko alam na…. na-attach na pala ko. Na ganito pala yung close to perfect na set ng workmates na gusto ko. Kung saan kumportable ako. But then, an opportunity turned distress got me withdraw from once a fine routine. I am almost stuffed with self doubt within that trials. More so, my faith Above is collapsing when I thought it isnt. I am shamefully guilty for disappointing the Highest. Prior to this discomforting scenario, I’ve decided to render my days til the last day of April. Except that, I’ve decided to immediately pursuit an escape. Granted by Him. Hence, voiding everything on April 2. What if’s questions ponders upon me. I pity myself for giving up too soon and blinding my eyes to see the miracle that is in the work. Stepping stone is in the grasp of my own hands yet I was too unwary to take a grip.

Thank you for the warm send off.

Ill miss you all always and forever. Love youuuuuuu

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weasterned · 6 years

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@CHRlSTIAN_YU

1. my ex mafia boss, really kind and friendly, crazy , yayayayaa 2. nope hahaha 3. Happy New Year, IAN ! (2)

- (2)

aye lori papa, we just met few days ago and already have continuous convos and i hope it continues. i found you such a greatly amiable man, so kind and not typical cold city guy that most of ian's rper have. and u're such a convo builder too. let's build another convos lori papa!

1. ngeselin, receh, caring, understanding, prudential

2. jangan sering main sama jo nanti pingsan

3. belum sempat bilang ini, remember when i said "i'm gonna leave" it was actually supposed to be a prank but keterusan since kebetulan i was so busy that time and pas aku balik kktmu ilang, your reaction was so funny, it made my day, Thank you so much, ian! You were there for me during my gloomy days. i hope you will cheer up soon! don't be gloomy and always happy, ian.

1. Galawers, Cool, Almost Decent-- tapi gajadi heuheu.

2. Abah kabayan. don't touch my abah bcs he is precious. at first ya I thought abah were decent even gabisa ngomong bahasa tapi ternyata sunkpiece ugha aigu, , , , tebak ini syp?! kalo bener nanti dikasih ulekan gosong!! what should I say? I'm thanking God the most for your existence. you're my best listener, sempet menghilang karena ngopi sma genderuwo, ternyata abah galaw. bah, don't be galaw anymore ya? don't leave me ugha!! I love you, abah.

3. 2017 will be end very soon, what's your thoughts on mine within 2017? hehehhe. I hope we can be more closer ampe dempet in 2018.

1) cool?, kind, friendly, funny, potray his chara well 2) no need to, i guess 3) let's talk more in the future and get along well! + i hope 2018 will be much much better year for you!✨

1. humble, warm, kind, daddy vibes 2. please dont change your chara! I like Ian mhehe 3. Enjoy your christmas and happy new year!

1. Brotherable, abangable, kind, sometimes mean, sometimes handsome. 2. I hope you can be a better person in the future, I said this doesnt mean you are not better for this present. When you inactive I feeli I lost one of my best brother, but finally you back and I'm happy. 3. Hello Ian oppa, I really really we can get along well again, next year should be better than this year. Be happy, abangku. You are precious, brother!

1. kind, oppaable, murah senyum WKWKWKKWKWK. gatau lg ah.

2. we haven’t talk much, but i hope you’ll always be happy no matter what and be a better person.

3. . i just wanna say, thank you for staying in WST. i’m happy that i have such a kind and caring members here. it might be pretty hard when you feel left out in agency, but i didn’t feel like this here. thank you ♡

Coooooool ! Eum . . . how should i say this . . .

Kind of . . . orang yang keren gitu/? muehehe

Calem pasti nih o.o we didn't talked a lot last time . . . let's talk next time okaaay !

#1 - Gentle man 👍 - Kind hearted - Warm guy - Cool - Sometimes cute? lol

#2 I hope you can be more happier and please keep it up, your kind and warm side! 헤헤

#3 Hello, Ian Oppa. I'm so glad to know you and get closer to you. I can't even believe that we can be this closer haha. But still, It's a good things for me to have meet you in this year. Thank you for your good words since we first meet until now. You're really a good guy, a gentle man. You deserve to be happy, so I hope you can be more happier in the next year. Let the past become our lesson, and let's keep moving forward. Oh, and please don't get too closer with hot girls, because they're dangerous 😊 I hope you can find your kind of hot girl who can treat you better. Well, I hope you can find your own happiness so that you can put your sadness away.

Anyway, I hope we can stay being close like this and keep take care of each other too! :)

1. Handsome, good, friendly, awesome, /coughs/ your new chara is sexy 2. None none 3. Hello, Ian! I'm forget who you are before but your new chara is sexy and swag. How's your 2017? I hope your 2017 is good and so does 2018. Happy new year!

1. Mature, nice, warm, kind, cool 2. I think you have side that not everyone expect will come from you haha and thats good actually 3. Hello ian hyung, i remember once youre concerned about me being gloomy haha that shows how warm and nice person you are! I wish i can be closer with you

Kind, calm but humorous, friendly, nice. I know I rarely active so I don't really know about the members, but sometimes you still do jb jb on me while I'm trying to be active.

my bae joo mean jual mahal sama saya moody? scary at first,

1. So brother-able, indeed ! Ayah-able, bahkan ! Caring with his surroundings, sho warmhearted— well sometimes I feel like want to make you as my Unnie sighs—

2. Nothing more, he has been done good at updating his chara too!

3. Hewwo Ian Sunbae ! Since 2018 is nearly neaar, I hope you will always be fulfilled with haffiness, find your new hobbies, experiences new things and smiiile more ! People loves you, remember that. ♡

CHRlSTIAN_YU 1. Baik, lucu (gak sih), always on mia, ramah, kocak and unpredictable.. (loh) 2. sesungguhnya kita berdua gak pernah ngomong pake bahasa kan semenjak kenal? so gue lagi males pake english jd gue tulis bahasa aja ya :p. Rome... gue tau kalau lo bisa nebak gue ini siapa. pleaseeee if you have a burden you feel free share it with me or maybe to someone that you trust. Gue tau lo sempet deactivated your account and back with a new one. karena ketika gue mau mention lo, gue gak dapet username lo. bener gak sih? Syukur deh lo udah balik lagi. I'm glad to see you back! Pokoknya..... Don't feel you are alone. I know we aint close enough, maybe bcs chara kita deket jd kita berasa deket juga. but the owner kan bisa say different yaa? Heheh. You're still my friend and please don't change your chara. Ian is quite mainstream lately, but it's really suitable for you. 3. stay healthy bro! and do whatever you want ... remember YOLO! hhahhaa

1. imma admit, this obba so handsome. typical obba who can make your knees got weak 2. this obba also humble and easy going, i usually scared when im talking to other rp who has the same fc as him, and i could say he's the first ian rp i got close with beside my own rl friend who ever using ian as his fc 3. dear ian obba, imma snatch xiao from you. she's mine now. bye

1. funny, great taste of humor, great taste of music, chatty, convobuilder. 2. I already am liking how he reply to my mention, it does bring out positivity whenever he talks to someone. I do respect him. Just, I hope he will be more positive and not to burden himself with such sadness alone. be happy oppanim, we got your back. 3. It's almost 2018, days counting and I do hope you will have a great great year in 2018. It might be suck, might. But still, you will have good daysssss and bad dayss, but don't worry.

1. Ramah 2. Sangat baik hati 3. Caring (I think?) 4. In-character 5. Organized

Hyung-ah, the only think I think that you need to improve on is to be a lot more happier than you are before. Please do not be galau anymore!

Ian hyung, the year is ending very soon. I hope you will have a great year next year and please do, because that will definitely be awesome. Have a great 2018, hyung.

1. cool, fun, not so calm, kind, weird. 2. for me, Ian hyong is the onw who talk to me often too, he was cool at first time but look at him jigeum 8 " ) well, at first time I got awkward towards him but not already because lues already lmao jk. i need to stop online at midnight because timeline became lapaknya Ian hyong and SOngso unnie 8 ") take times to online more, hyong! 3. hi, Ian hyog one of weast brother. I wish you an unlimited happiness, you'll passed rude or even rough things this year. congratulation for being together with SOngso unnie I'm happy for you two! I wish many good things happen right after. fighting! loves.

1. Fun, joyful, smart, receh, gloomy 2. Stop being nyebelin juseyo :D 3. It seems like something happen to you, I hope you will find a way to solve it. God bless you!

1. Receh-able, funny, cool, apalagi ya... 2. Please always be who you are! I will always support you! 3. Please always be happy and healthy! May 2018 become a year that bring a lot of luck for you! And long last for you and xiao.

1. KIM JENNIE ENTHUSIAST. BUT HE'S TAKEN NOW. GLAD. 2. IDK WHAT TO SAY NO MORE, BUT KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK. 3. Uh, I still feel so dumb while sent you a dm on another account of yours and shouting, 'WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN". Yet the fault is on me who was so outdated because of that. Ah, I'm so embarassed. Let's talk more and get closer in the future. Take a good care of yourself, keep smiling widely, and be happy as always.

#chrlstian_yu

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grubhivemind · 7 years

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JACE: -his trip has been a lot less eventful than he thought it would he. which is good! so far no imps or anything like he read about. the temple leading into the volcano is empty of any life, which means he can focus on documenting EVERYTHING etched on the temple walls. he's taking a ton of pictures, like shiloh showed him. it's relaxing.-

HEWLETT: -And little to Jace's knowledge, he hasn't been terribly alone. Between the calculated possibility of trouble and his own curiosities -- both for the area and for Jace -- a certain android has followed him to the temple, distant up to now. For a while he simply watches, before stepping into the corridor alongside Jace with a soft greeting whirr of machinery.-

JACE: -currently kneeled down taking pictures, but when he stands up he suddenly as a face full of robot boy and jumps STRAIGHT INTO THE AIR.-

HEWLETT: ...Oh.

HEWLETT: You didn't hear my greeting whirr, -he observes.-

JACE: -lands on his ass with a wheeze.- I DIDNT!!!

JACE: I wasnt-- Paying attention... -sighs and starts getting up.- I thought I was alone.

JACE: I definitely wasnt expecting to see anybody I know. Here. Of all places...

HEWLETT: I followed you on your voyage.

HEWLETT: It has been an interesting area to catalogue for my imaging database. -turns head and scans the wall with visor eyes, lights flickering.-

JACE: Oh... That makes sense I guess.

JACE: Its definitely interesting to me! -his heart is still racing but he resumes taking pictures. there's lots of glyphs of what appears to be different stars and planets on this particular wall.-

HEWLETT: -There's more soft whirring, a gentle glow.- Have you been analyzing the multiuniversal depictions here?

JACE: -nods- Yeah. Im not sure what all of these mean exactly but I can wager some guesses.

JACE: A lot of them look like planets where other denizens are supposed to live. But... Some I dont recognize. I definitely dont know the significance of any of the stars...

HEWLETT: -EYE ZOOMS on the stars. :eyes:- I'll run them through my system. HEWLETT: Have you met a denizen here?HEWLETT: -turns suddenly and zooms in on Jace's silhouette, instead-

JACE: !

JACE: Me?? ... Yes, of course me.

JACE: I havent yet but... Theres supposed to be one deeper in the volcano.

HEWLETT: Yes.

HEWLETT: It may be hot for your organic body.

HEWLETT: If you plan on venturing further, I could reform myself to fit you inside my body.

JACE: ..........

JACE: Oh.

JACE: Like a heat resistant suit!

JACE: -no, no. it's still weird. but he's going to ignore that.- I think Ill be okay...

HEWLETT: My latest body has the highest heat resistant alloys.

HEWLETT: -softly flickering gaze once again- Your heart rate accelerated.

JACE: Huh? Did it???? -it's hard to play dumb with a robot but dammit that's all he has in situations like this.-

HEWLETT: Yes. And your moisture output has also slightly increased.

HEWLETT: Are you thirsty, Jace?

JACE: -GAZES DEEPLY INTO THE CAMERA. the camera he's holding.-

JACE: Kinda!!! Now that you mention it. -busts out his water bottle to schlorp it.-

HEWLETT: Hmm.

HEWLETT: Interesting.

HEWLETT: -quiet robot titty flex. Maybe he's adjusting his panels.-

HEWLETT: I have high definition visuals of the area. Feel free to continue.

JACE: -how could this happen to me...-

JACE: Okay. I guess Im done in here anyway. -packs up some of his stuff and starts to proceed forward into the next room.-

HEWLETT: -Just watches him go for a few moments before quietly following after -- then belatedly adjusting his steps so Jace would know he's there. It's a social thing to do, right? Not scare him? Yeah.-

JACE: -it's almost impossible NOT to scare this skittish boy. he moves onto the next hallway, pausing to take more pictures, but having the presence of another is a little distracting...-

JACE: -glances over at him again.- Umm. So... You followed me?

JACE: You could have told me you wanted to join me...

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: I didn't consider it a necessary step.

HEWLETT: Was it a necessary step?

JACE: Uhhhhh...

JACE: Noooo.

JACE: ... Okay, yes.

JACE: I like having a heads up at least...

HEWLETT: ... Making a note.

HEWLETT: I'd like to express a desire to make you comfortable, Jace.

JACE: -sweats some more.- Thank you?? I mean...

JACE: I appreciate that! Really.

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: Is this true?

HEWLETT: -press O to doubt-

JACE: Yes... Im just being awkward about it, I guess.

JACE: I really wasnt prepared for someone else to be here! ... I already said that, didnt I? Eugh.

JACE: Its okay, though... I probably shouldnt have come alone anyway.

JACE: I just... Um.

JACE: Wanted some time alone to think. About stuff.

HEWLETT: ... I'm sorry, Jace.

HEWLETT: I am also being awkward. I think that's the right word.

HEWLETT: And I think that is probably natural for humans and artificial intelligences alike.

HEWLETT: I can return to following you in silence, if you prefer. -Super chill about it, his panels start shifting around to begin morphing him into a different shape.-

JACE: -WHAT SHAPE- Oh, you dont have to do that... -blinks- Whatever youre doing. But also being quiet.

JACE: Dont feel bad... If you feel bad??

HEWLETT: -HES DOING IT. And now he's in the shape of... some sort of big cat.-

HEWLETT: I won't, then.

HEWLETT: I could also give you a ride.

HEWLETT: Or offer myself for your contemplation.

HEWLETT: Meow.

JACE: -why is life so strange??- I think Ill pass on the ride for now.

JACE: Um... I guess it might be nice to just talk about stuff, though...

JACE: -shuffles his feet.- Ive just been in some... Confusing situations lately? Its silly...

JACE: Okay I guess theyre not ENTIRELY silly... Not all of it.

HEWLETT: -He's silent for a few moments before the panels shift again, and he's uncatted, standing there like before with an attentive visor.-

HEWLETT: Please continue.

JACE: Well... Its all boy problems! So... thats dumb. I never really had them before... Cuz I avoided it, I guess. I was too afraid to try to pursue anything.

JACE: Umm. I kinda... Had this crush on my brothers best friend. And he didnt feel the same... But... Well!!! Things still happened.

JACE: Ugh... -drags hand down his face. he can't believe he's talking about this. he only really told kavi.-

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: I don't follow.

HEWLETT: Was there a misunderstanding?

JACE: -deepest sigh of all.- No... One thing led to another and I kind of... Asked if we could...??? Aaaaah.

JACE: This is too much information, Im sorry. -scampers ahead, embarrassed.-

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: -FOLLOWS.-

HEWLETT: I don't mind information. You can keep going.

JACE: Its just!! Its dumb...

JACE: I stayed the night... And that was that. I havent really talked to him since.

JACE: I shouldnt have done it... At first I felt okay about it, because I had fun, even when I knew it wasnt going anywhere. But now Im just sad.

JACE: -sighs- Especially because... Ive been talking to somebody else I really like but... Then I found out he hurt another friend of mine... I dont know what Im supposed to do.

JACE: I just want to get away from all that. It shouldnt matter... Im better off being on my own like this. Exploring ruins. Doing research. Its way less complicated.

HEWLETT: ...Social interaction is complicated.

HEWLETT: But this is also why it's rewarding. It is a sense of fulfillment that you desire organically.

HEWLETT: I've been programmed with some similar internal reward systems. However, I can choose to ignore them as well.

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: Being alive is an intricate series of these choices. I don't think one decision is better than another, if it's your decision.

HEWLETT: But I am just an artificial intelligence. Perhaps my conclusions on this subject are inherently flawed.

JACE: -stares down at his shuffling feet.- I guess I wouldnt know any better than you... So... Thats a pretty valid thing to say, I would think.

JACE: -wipes at his eyes- Im just lonely.

JACE: But that feels silly too... Because being around people is kind of terrifying???

HEWLETT: ... I think I understand.

HEWLETT: Stress and failure are difficult.

HEWLETT: I think it is possible that most people understand this, and feel it to different degrees.

HEWLETT: Loneliness, too.

HEWLETT: ...

HEWLETT: It's natural to feel these things. I hope this eases your mind somewhat.

HEWLETT: Beep beep.

JACE: ... Heheh. -giggles about the beeping.-

JACE: Yeah... That helps a little.

JACE: Thank you.

HEWLETT: -There's a lot of colorful flashing going on behind his visor at that, though he doesn't seem to move or react much other than that.-

HEWLETT: You're welcome, Jace.

HEWLETT: -then,- I'm registering an acceleration in temperature to the northeast of this area.

JACE: -he isn't sure what to make of the stoic flashes of color, but it's easy enough to direct his attention northeast.-

JACE: I guess thats the direction we should go in. Echidna is supposed to be inside the volcano, after all...

JACE: Im probably jinxing it by saying so, but I expected to find some monsters or something in this temple. Its been really quiet so far.

HEWLETT: -The colors cease flashing and settle on a soft pulse again, his mechanical head turning to face down the hallway.- I can't tell yet if there is other life. The heat is encompassing much of my detective sensoring.

HEWLETT: -starts heading that direction nonetheless-

JACE: -does the same, taking the lead. but naturally, this is the part, like in all good adventures, where jace missteps. his foot sinks into an unassuming divot in the stone floor, triggering some kind of trap... but not before jace falls right on his face. DOOF.-

JACE: Ugh... -lifts his head, embarrassed all over again, but he's quickly distracted by the sound of pitter pattering feet as the halls suddenly echo with life. he's quick enough to spring to his feet, swords withdrawn.-

JACE: Umm. I guess I spoke too soon... Thats typical.

JACE: -a second later, small inky black imps are flooding from holes where the walls meet the ceiling and surrounding the pair of them.-

HEWLETT: -He takes the half second to consider whether it would be better to catch Jace or prepare for the impending trap, and settles on the latter; he's quickly analyzing the numbers of their new enemies, scanning their properties and weaknesses.-

HEWLETT: By my calculations, this seems like a first wave. We shouldn't have too much trouble with them. -And he punctuates the end of his sentence with a quick transformation of his forearm into a sort of knife-shaped gun chute, which lobs out none other than a fucking knife like a bullet.-

#devicefulflightrisk #tendentiousDido #in which hewlett follows jace to lofaf

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