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luvyblossom · 6 months

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Love me (not) Pt. 4

Hello Lovelies,

Here is the long awaited part 4. I've been swamped with me thesis :( (I'm still not done.) I tried to proofread it but my eyes are tired so excuse any typos. This is a spicy chapter so MDNI. As always, my requests are open and let me know what you think!

Enjoy!

W/c: 6.7k

Pairing: reader x Hyunjin, reader x Felix

Warnings: this fic contains sexual content. MDNI

Series Masterlist

content tags: smut, fluff, college!au, nonidol!au, jealousy, use of red light system, rough sex, unprotected piv (wrap it before you tap it), alcohol,

I think that's it. let me know if I missed anything

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"See you tonight," Felix gave you a quick peck on the cheek before leaving you at your usual study spot.

You smiled at him and waved bye as you sat down across from Hyunjin. He rolled his eyes at you and mock-threw up. "Stop that," you playfully hit his arm.

“You’re busy tonight?” Hyunjin tried to sound casual about it. This was the fourth night in a row where you had plans with Felix. He barely has time with you nowadays except for your study sessions that Felix could no longer attend because of his taekwondo practice. It took everything within him to tolerate Felix but he didn’t want to lose what little time he did get with you.

“Yeah we’re going out for dinner,” you answered, taking out your books. Exams were coming up so you had been trying to keep up with all your work.

"What time do you think you'll get home tonight?" Hyunjin asked for purely selfish reasons. He felt reassured that you had not spent a night with Felix, always coming home alone after your dates. Not that he really cared about your sex life- he assured himself. No, he didn’t care but he didn’t like Felix and he didn’t want him touching you.

"You can't stay over," you hastily said. After every one of your dates, you had come home to Hyunjin waiting for you, ready to take his spot next to you in bed. You were grateful that Felix was not the jealous type because you often had guys who had wanted to choose between Hyunjin and them. Hyunjin always won.

“Why not?”

“Cause I may not be coming home alone tonight,” you giggled. You appreciated how sweet Felix was but you had been dating for long enough and you were starting to get impatient. Your makeout sessions were getting more and more handsy and always left you wanting more. You had the cutest lingerie picked out for tonight and you hoped that you wouldn't be left wanting more once again.

Hyunjin glared at you, his jaw tensing at your words. "Why exactly won't you be coming home alone tonight?"

"Um cause Felix might stay over," you gave a questioning look to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin willed himself to see past his rage. If he said anything it would just cause another argument between the two of you. He started packing up his stuff and got up.

"Where are you going?" You asked.

"I have to meet up with someone." He said coldly and started walking away before you could say anything.

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You opened your door to let Felix in. He handed you a bouquet of flowers. He’d been getting you some every week so you never had a day your vase went empty. “I’m almost ready,” you smiled at him as you picked a pair of heels to slip on.

“You look beautiful as always, Love,” he kissed you on the cheek as he held out his hand so you could walk out together. You took his hand, blushing at the nickname he had taken to calling you. Since you and Felix had officially started seeing each other, your moments with him left you nervous, heart beating fast, and trying to overcome the butterflies that erupted whenever he touched you.

Felix wore a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up perfectly displaying his forearms. You admired the veins popping from his arm as he gripped the steering wheel, following one vein down to his hands. You began to imagine how those hands would look wrapped around your neck. You shook your head to get rid of the thought. Being with Felix recently had been mostly frustrating. Here was a gorgeous man and after spending time with him and with your make-out sessions getting more and more intense, all you wanted was for him to pin you down and fuck you.

Tonight you dressed as sexy as possible. Everything was shaved and you had on the cutest black lacy lingerie under your skimpy dress. You sat across the table from Felix, once again lost in the thought of his toned arms and his fingers, the ways he could use them. You managed to get through most of your dinner joking around with Felix, allowing you some reprieve from your earlier thoughts but you hadn't forgotten about your plan.

“What’s on your mind?” Felix asked pulling you out of your daze.

You looked at him, summoning all of your confidence you said, “Nothing, just thinking about all the things you could do to me for dessert.” You gulped, trying to battle the nerves that arose from your statement as you waited for his reaction.

Felix coughed, choking on the sip he had just taken of his drink. He looked at you in awe, not used to you being so blatant. You had been very shy since the night you both watched the sunset. Felix had only been encouraged to take things even slower with you. He adored how shy you would get, only making him want you more, but he hadn't wanted to push you. This was a new side to you that he was seeing, "What's gotten into you, love?"

Instead of replying you kicked your heel off, his reaction fuelling your confidence. You traced your foot up his calf under the table, earning a surprised look from him. His look quickly turned to a smirk as he leaned across the table to whisper, "You’re being really naughty today baby. Are you sure you can take the punishment?”

You weren’t sure if it was his deep voice or his words, probably a bit of both, but it sent a chill up your spine. You could feel the heat from your core rising to your cheeks to cover them with a blush. You were grateful when Felix waved over the waiter and asked for the cheque so you could finally leave the restaurant. Your panties were already wet as you climbed into his car. Your heart was beating in anticipation as Felix drove.

The hand that he had placed on your exposed thigh was beginning to inch upwards. You were craving his touch as his fingers pressed up your thigh, giving your flesh a little squeeze. Finally, his hand reached your panties but instead of touching you where you needed him, he fluttered his fingers on the edge of your underwear. You let out an embarrassing whine asking for more.

“What is it, baby? Can’t be patient?” Felix teased. You squirmed in your seat as you continued to soak through your panties. Felix chuckled as he kept teasing, slipping one finger under your panties. “Fuck.” Felix groaned, “You’re already so wet for me.”

“Please,” you were shamelessly begging him now for some stimulation. Felix continued to trace the outside of your labia while you bucked up, trying to get more stimulation than he was willing to give.

Felix clicked his tongue when he felt your hips jerk, moving his hand away from your pussy to trace up to your chest. Your dress had been far too revealing to wear a bra so Felix was easily able to trace over your hardening nipples through the thin fabric. He pulled more moans from you when he pinched the sensitive buds. You tried to snake your hand down to provide yourself some relief but you were too slow. Felix quickly grabbed your hand, "You've already been so naughty, Love. Are you sure you want to add to your punishment?"

You gave him a pleading look to no avail. Any ounce of dignity you had disappeared as you begged the gorgeous man sitting next to you for just a single touch. Felix was kind enough to bring his fingers back to your core, letting his fingers lightly trace over your clit. He began to tease one finger at your entrance. "Felix, please."

He smirked at you, "What is it, baby?"

"I want you to fuck me." If words could make a man cum, those words would be enough for Felix to bust. He tried to keep his composure as he searched for a place he could pull over. He had wanted to wait until you both were home, but at this rate with the way your words dripped with lust, he didn't think he could last for the entire drive.

Felix located an empty parking lot and pulled the car in. You climbed onto his lap as soon as he shifts into park. Felix giggles, "You're so impatient"

Before he can let another word out, you crash your lips onto his pulling him into a deep and messy kiss. His tongue traces your lips and you give him entrance letting him deepen the kiss further. You both swallow each other's moans and you begin to grind down on his hardened length over his pants. You both gasped in harmony, finally feeling the friction you needed.

Felix's hands were all over you, feeling every curve of your body as you continued to grind down on him. He squeezed your ass before tracing over your back to resume playing with your nipples. He pushed the straps of your dress off of your shoulders, allowing the flimsy material to fall and reveal your bare breasts to him. He just stared.

"What is it?" you started to feel a bit self-conscious under his gaze.

He managed to peel his eyes away from your chest, looking up at you with lustful eyes, "You're so fucking hot."

You blushed at the comment. A moan left your lips as you felt Felix latch his puffy lips onto your nipple while pinching the other one between his fingers. You couldn't get enough of him. You started to clumsily unbutton his shirt until you reached the waistband of his pants. You took your time unbuttoning his pants and lowering the zipper. You pulled out his painfully hard cock, admiring how much precum was dripping out of him. You wrapped your fingers around him and rubbed his precum over his tip using your thumb.

'He's so tall and handsome as hell.He's so bad, but he does it so well,'

Felix groaned as he felt your fingers wrap around him. He brought his lips to your neck, nipping and kissing all the sensitive spots he's mapped on you, and brought his finger back down to your sopping pussy.

'I can see the end as it begins, my one condition is,'

You slowly began to stroke his length as you felt his finger push into you. He fucked his finger in and out of you before adding a second finger in.

'Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe.'

The car was filled with moans as you ground down on his hand, riding his fingers and feeling his palm brush against your clit. He bucked his hips, trying to fuck your hand. Between moans, you whispered in his ear, "I want to feel you inside me."

'Red lips and rosy cheeks.Say you'll see me again,'

Felix quickly pulled his fingers out of you and lined up his throbbing cock with your entrance. He slid his length along your wet folds, making you jolt as he rubbed his tip over your clit. He began to tease your entrance with his tip

'Even if it's just in your wildest dreams.'

You froze, finally taking notice of the music. You almost ignored it, but you knew your mind would wander if you didn't acknowledge it. You looked apologetically at your boyfriend, "I'm sorry baby. I just need a second."

You reached over to the passenger seat, grabbed your phone, and answered the call, knowing who it would be before you picked on account of the special ringtone you'd assigned to him. "This better be important." The words came out in a whimper as you felt Felix's tip enter you.

"Y/n?" his words slurred, giving away how drunk he was. "I was scared you wouldn't pick up," you heard his voice break as he said these words.

Worry clouded your eyes as you placed a hand on Felix's chest to signal him to stop his movement. "Hyune, what's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need me, tell me what I can do," the questions frantically spilled from your mouth. Hyunjin barely cried, there was something wrong.

"I miss you-" his sentence was cut off as you heard him gagging.

Another voice was on the line now, "It's Chris. Are you able to make it over? He's a mess, almost and he won't listen to us, he's been begging to talk to you."

"Yes. I'll be there soon." You hung up the call. Your heart which was racing because of Felix just a minute ago was now pounding in your chest as you worried about your best friend.

Felix looked at you with a fallen expression that he was trying to conceal, "where do you need to be?"

"Can you take me to Hyunjin's?" You moved back to the passenger seat when Felix nodded yes. Both of you tried to look decent and then were back on the road. You looked straight out of the windshield, nervously chewing on your fingernails. Your attention was distracted for a second as you felt Felix's hand wrap around yours and give it a reassuring squeeze.

"What's going on baby?" He asked between clenched teeth, knowing that whatever was going on was because of Hyunjin. He tried to keep his cool, always reminding himself that you were dating him and not Hyunjin. You had chosen him. But damn Hyunjin was starting to really get on his nerves. This better have been important because if his date had been ruined over a tantrum, Felix would have some choice words for him. The only thing that had held him back until now had been his respect for you and not wanting to appear too possessive and controlling.

You were too lost in your thoughts to recognize Felix's rage. "I'm not quite sure, Hyunjin is a drunk mess and he sounded so upset. Apparently, he's not listening to anyone and was asking for me. I should've noticed that something was wrong. He's been a bit distant lately and he left so abruptly. I should've asked him what was bothering him." You felt so guilty for not being there for him. He knew how to party but Hyunjin rarely let himself get wasted. And allowing himself to cry in front of others, there had to be something really wrong.

You almost shot out of your seat as you neared the familiar house. Whatever event had been going on had started to die down by the time you reached. You smiled over at Felix giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I'm so lucky to have you. Thank you. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Felix's heart softened with your gaze, allowing him to momentarily calm down his anger, "Of course Love. No matter how late it is, please call me for a ride home. You can also stay over at mine if it's too late."

You gave him another smile before saying your goodbyes and rushing into the house and up the stairs. You turned the corner into the bathroom and found Han, Changbin, and Jeongin crowding at the entrance. You pushed past the familiar faces of Hyunjin's frat brothers to find him with half-closed eyes sitting on the floor with his legs splayed out in front of him and leaning against the toilet. A very concerned-looking Chris sat next to him, trying to get him to drink some water.

You squatted down in front of Hyunjin, taking one of his hands into yours, "Hyune, I'm here."

Hyunjin gazed at you through his lashes, giving you a sleepy smile. You could see where the tears had stained his face, eliciting a pang of pain deep in your stomach. You never liked to see Hyunjin upset.

He turned his hand so that he could intertwine his fingers between yours. He pulled you towards him, causing you to lose your balance and land awkwardly on his lap with your face in his chest. He held you tight against him in a big bear hug, making it difficult to move.

“Fuck.” You heard Chris curse. This was followed by 'ooohhhs' and 'you're in trouble now' by the rest of the boys who were still in the bathroom. You tried to pry your head out and see what the commotion was about. You looked up to see Chris, dripping from the water that he had been trying to coax Hyunjin to drink, likely as a result of Hyunjin pulling you. Somehow the water had avoided the both of you, landing only on Chris. You let out a giggle, enticing the rest of the room to burst into laughter as well, including Hyunjin. Chris gave him a small punch in the arm, it seemed innocent but considering his physique, you were sure it must have hurt a little.

Hyunjin let out a dramatic cry, "Owwwwww, Y/n he's hurting me."

You were relieved, happy to hear Hyunjin return to himself after the sad state you had heard him in earlier. "I think you deserved it. Now let me go."

"Never." Hyunjin let out a contented sigh, holding you even tighter as you struggled.

"You boys could help me," your voice came out muffled as your face pressed into his chest. Changbin and Jeongin fought with Hyunjin managing to help you escape from his grasp. You looked down at Hyunjin, still slumped over on the floor. “Do you feel better? Are you done throwing up?”

He nodded yes, briefly lifting his head, his face covered in a pout after your great escape.

You turned to the boys, “Changbin help me get him up, Han and Jeongin grab him some food and water. ” You didn’t do much to help Changbin drag Hyunjin to his room. Hyunjin groaned when Changbin tossed him onto the bed, rolling over onto his side. The boys had already put a couple of slices of pizza on his side table.

You sat down next to Hyunjin, rubbing soothing circles on his back. “Hyune, get up. You should eat something and then you can get some rest.”

“I don’t wanna,” he was still pouting.

“Okay, then I’m gonna go since you don’t need my help,” you teased.

He reluctantly sat up, facing you and opening his mouth, expecting you to feed him.

“You’re such a baby,” you teased him while you fed him. You handed him a water bottle after he was done. “Drink, I’m gonna get something to clean you up a bit.” Hyunjin complied and you returned with his toothbrush and a warm washcloth to wipe his face. You went into his closet, picking out some sleep clothes for him. “You need to change into PJs.”

Hyunjin just lifted his arms, “I’m too tired, I need help.” His words were still slurred.

“You’re wearing a button down you idiot,” you said as you pushed his arms back down. You began to unbutton the black shirt he wore, giggling when Hyunjin squirmed when your light touches tickled him. Your breath hitched when you had finished unbuttoning the shirt. It had been a while since you had seen him like this. Had he been working out? He had a perfectly toned torso with washboard abs. You helped him slip off the shirt, not failing to notice his muscular arms.

“Stop staring,” Hyunjin’s words brought you back from your daze. “Pervert!!” Hyunjin covered his chest with his arms.

You just rolled your eyes, slipping the t-shirt over his head. “I am not changing your pants for you.” You turned around to give him some sort of privacy. You could hear the struggle as he tried to change his clothes while drunk. “Are you done? Are you okay?”

“I did it,” you turned to see Hyunjin on the floor again, now wearing his pajama bottoms and grinning proudly. You helped him back into bed, settling him under his blanket before picking up his clothes and tossing them into the hamper. You moved the garbage bin next to his bed, just in case he did feel sick.

“Are you comfy?” Hyunjins hummed contently. “Okay. Goodnight, I’ll check in on you tomorrow okay?”

Hyunjin slightly got up from his comfy position, “can’t you stay? Please stay.”

It was pretty late, and you were tired after helping him into bed. “Okay, I’ll stay, lie down I’m just gonna take a shower.” You went and grabbed yourself one of his t-shirts to change into, and a towel before going in to take a hot shower. The shirt covered more on you than your dress had so you didn’t feel the need to wear sweats. With how much heat radiated off of Hyunjin you would be sweating anyway. You climbed into bed next to Hyunjin expecting him to be asleep already. You sat up and opened up the book you’d been working your way through on your phone, not quite ready to fall asleep yet. Hyunjin felt you getting settled, he moved towards you, placing his head in your lap, and wrapping an arm around you.

“I thought you were asleep,”

“I am,” Hyunjin said with his eyes closed. You laughed, running your fingers absentmindedly through his hair. You felt Hyunjin’s hand on your exposed thigh, rubbing small circles along your leg. You could feel that familiar tingly sensation beginning to form. You grabbed his hand, hoping to stop whatever was going through your mind. You chalked it up to you being a little extra sensitive because of your unfinished business with Felix earlier in the night, choosing to move on from how Hyunjin’s hands had just sent sparks through your body.

Hyunjin wrapped your fingers in his hand, “your hands are always so cold.” Both of you sat happily in silence as you kept reading through your book.

“I love you,” Hyunjin interrupted the silence with his slurred words. You looked towards him, finding him looking back at you.

You gave him a warm smile that truly came from within, his words warming you up. “I love you too Hyune.”

“You do?” He looked at you with wide eyes, looking like a kid at that moment.

“Of course I do. You’re my best friend,”

Hyunjin settled his head back down in your lap, closing his eyes with his lips forming a small smile. “You shouldn’t love too many people, it’ll get diluted.”

“Hyune, that's not how it works. You can love lots of people, there’s not a limit.”

“It’s less special then.”

You giggled, hearing his childish tone as he tried to argue with you, “You’re very special to me. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.” He seemed happy with your answer.

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You woke up well before Hyunjin. Still tired from the late night, you decided to enjoy the warmth of bed a little longer, scrolling through insta on your phone. Hyunjin clung to you as usual so it wasn’t like you could move anyway and you didn’t want to wake him. You were momentarily released as Hyunjin turned, allowing you to get up and grab a glass of water and painkiller for Hyunjin before settling back into the warm covers.

Hyunjin peaked at you through squinted eyes and groaned, “Why do I feel like shit?”

You handed Hyunjin water and the painkiller. He sat up a bit, gladly accepting it. “You were so needy last night,” you teased him.

Hyunjin’s head snapped to look at you, “what?” He said nervously, still blurry on the details of the night before. He wasn’t sure if he had said something stupid in front of you.

“It’s okay,” you reassured him, “I forgive you for taking me away from my date night.” You had mistaken his nervousness for guilt over his actions. You turned to look at him as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. His hair was a mess and his face was scrunched up.

“Why are you staring at me?” Hyunjin said.

“You are just so cute,” you pinched his cheek as he gave you a death glare.

“I’m not cute, I’m sexy.” You just giggled at his response, reaching to pinch his cheek once again. This time he grabbed your hand before you could get to him. His other hand began to tickle you.

“Hyunjin noooo!” you screamed between your tortured giggles.

“I’ll stop if you say Hyunjin you’re so sexy” You shook your head in refusal, unable to get words out at this point. You tried to use your free hand to tickle him back but soon lost that too. Hyunjin easily pinned both of your hands above you as he continued to tickle mercilessly. “All you have to do is say it.”

You kicked your legs, still trying to win. Finally succeeding, you knocked Hyunjin’s knee. He lost balance and his tickling hand landed beside your head as he stopped himself from falling onto you, his face just inches away from yours. You should have moved but you were frozen in place, the only thought in your mind was the way you could feel his breath fan against you. Hyunjin loosened his grasp on your hands, allowing you to free your hands but you didn’t move. You were drowning in his dark eyes as your heart thumped, loud enough that it drowned out any sound around you.

Hyunjin was the first to move, clearing his throat and sitting up, letting go of your hands completely. You were still frozen in place, trying to get your brain to become functional again. You managed to croak out, “Breakfast?”

Hyunjin, already red-faced after getting a look at you, turned his head to look away from you, “Um-uh do you want pants?”

It was your turn to blush. The little tickle fight had left you disheveled with the t-shirt you wore riding up your stomach, exposing your very skimpy underwear. You scrambled to cover yourself, wanting to die from shame and cursing yourself for not wearing pants. “Yes please,” you squeaked out. Hyunjin quickly climbed off the bed, quickly tossing a pair of sweatpants your way before walking out of the room and closing the door to give you some privacy. You whisper-screamed into a pillow trying to figure out how you could be around Hyunjin after exposing yourself like that. After taking a couple more minutes to wallow, you slipped on the sweats and made your way downstairs to the kitchen. You were a bit relieved to not see Hyunjin there. Instead, you saw Chris working away to cook breakfast and the boys fooling around at the table.

“Good morning,” you said as you took a seat next to Seungmin.

“How do you want your eggs?” Chris asked from the kitchen.

“Scrambled please.”

“How was your date?” Seungmin teased you.

“So did you two finally make it official?” Han piped up before you could say anything.

You nodded your head, a bit surprised that Han knew about you and Felix.

“Really? We thought so because Hyunjin hasn’t had anyone around in a while but we haven’t seen you either so we weren’t sure,” Jeongin added.

“I don’t know why he’s been such an ass recently then. You gotta make him more cheerful Y/n,” Changbin added.

The boys spoke so fast that it took you a second to process the conversation. “No, I’m dating-” you were interrupted as Hyunjin entered the room and loudly pulled out the chair at the edge of the table closest to you. “Felix” you finished after he sat down. “The date was good but cut short,” you answered Seungmin, glancing over at Hyunjin.

Chris came in, balancing plates with food for everyone. Everyone said their thank yous and began to dig in. “We need to figure out where we’re staying this spring,” Chris said as he took a seat as well. He was referring to a spring break trip they had been planning and you’d been invited to as well.

“Are you going to bring your boyfriend?” Han looked at you. The rest of the boys followed with ‘oohhs’ making you blush.

“I think I will. If he’s not busy we can add him to the list.” Hyunjin choked on his food while you were talking. You patted his back hoping to ease his coughing. “How are you feeling?”

“Gross,” Hyunjin managed to croak out between coughs.

The rest of breakfast was spent planning out more trip specifics. You headed back to your place after, needing a shower and to prepare a sorry for Felix after last night.

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You were greeted by Minho when you got to Felix’s. Instead of a greeting he let you in and pointed to Felix’s room. You walked in and saw Felix sitting in front of his computer with his headphones on and entranced with whatever game he was playing. Not wanting to bother him, you took a seat on his bed, putting your sorry gift on his side table.

You were startled as you heard Felix scream. He took off his headphones and said, “When did you get here?”

“A bit ago. I brought sorry lemon squares,” you pointed to this dish on his table.

Felix came to sit next to you in his bed, pulling you close to him, “You didn’t have to do that baby. You don’t have anything to be sorry about.”

“You’re sweet but I am sorry for ditching our date. Thank you for being so understanding,” you rested your head on his chest.

“There is one thing bothering me,” Felix said hesitantly.

Concern clouded your eyes as you looked at him, “what is it?”

“Did you go home all alone? Did you get a ride from someone else? You didn’t ask me for a ride and I was worried. It’s not safe for you to be walking so late at night.”

“I’m sorry. I should have texted you, I thought you were asleep already. I didn’t go home alone. It was late so I just ended up staying there. I really am sorry, I’m not that used to having people worry about me.”

Felix didn’t feel all that great about you staying the night in a frat house but he decided to hold his tongue, not wanting to sound jealous. “It’s okay baby,” Felix gave you his warm smile letting you know he meant it. “How was Hyunjin?” He asked, knowing he didn’t care about that but wanted to know what exactly had happened that would justify cutting your night short.

“He was just drunk and upset. I think he just wanted a friend nearby. But there is something wrong. He just isn’t telling me what it is yet. Even the rest of the guys said he’s been off recently but I guess he’ll tell me when he’s ready.”

“Do you know all of those guys well?” Felix pried.

“I’m not super close with them all. Seungmin and I are pretty good friends but I know the rest of them,” you answered. “Oh, that reminds me. Do you have any plans for spring break?”

“Nothing solid, what were you thinking of?”

“The guys have been planning a trip for ages, will you come with me?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t want to spend the time with anyone other than my girl.” His words made you blush. Felix had taken to calling you sweet nicknames pretty early on but this was the first time he had called you ‘his girl.’

“Stop it. You’re making me shy,” you hid your face in his chest.

Felix reached for your chin, pointing your face up so you would look at him. He placed a soft kiss on your lips before peppering your face with kisses, “You’re so cute.”

Felix and you settled in his bed, deciding to watch a movie. Just as you had picked one you heard a familiar song playing.

“Hey, did you get some rest?” You answered the call.

“Yeah, what are you doing?” Hyunjin said, still sounding a bit groggy like he had just woken up.

“I’m over at Felix’s.”

Hyunjin let out a dramatic sigh, “will you ever have time for me again?”

You tsked at him, giggling at his antics, “You get most of my time. Let’s plan something though, if you feel neglected.”

“Do I need to call your secretary to schedule Ms. L/n?” Hyunjin replied sarcastically.

“Okay grumpy, I left a treat for you in the fridge so hopefully that’ll put you in a good mood.” You had stopped by Hyunjin's on your way over, hoping that your lemon squares would help brighten his mood.

Hyunjin sounded a bit perked up, “Did you make my favorite?”

“Yes, I did. I made extra for the boys so share!” You heard Hyunjin grumble a bit about sharing but he reluctantly agreed. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow, bye-bye.” He hung up before you could confirm if you were free.

“He really likes interrupting us,” Felix huffed out when you hung up the call.

“I think he’s not used to having to share my time,” you gave Felix a peck on the cheek. “You’re sounding a bit jealous,” you teased.

Felix looked at you with darkened eyes, causing the grin to fall from your face. “You have no idea. He gets most of your time?” Felix asked deeply.

Your mouth was dry, unable to answer the question as you took in his new demeanor.

Felix gripped your chin once again, this time much more roughly than before. Bringing his face close to yours he said, “I don’t want to share you, baby.” His voice was so low, every word sending shivers down your spine. His face was so close to yours that his lips ghosted over yours with every word. You tried to reach up to close the very small distance between the two of you but Felix roughly held you in place. “Are you impatient now princess? What about last night? You didn’t have an issue then.” Felix drew a bit away from your face to lock his eyes with yours. “Do you want to make it up to me, love?” You gulped and gave him a steady nod, studying his dark eyes that were flooded with lust. Felix placed a chaste kiss on the side of your mouth before whispering in your ear, “Green for keep going, yellow means this is good but no more, and red for stop,” the tickle of his breath stimulated you more, a wet spot forming in your panties. “Is it okay if we keep going?” Felix pulled away to look at you and you nodded. “I need your words, baby.”

“Green.” That was all it took. Felix crashed his lips onto yours, pulling you into a messy kiss. His hands were quick to explore your body, slipping under your shirt and tracing over your lace-covered breasts.

He pulled away from you, “off.” He helped you tug your shirt and pants off leaving you in the pretty lace lingerie you had selected. Felix looked you up and down hungrily before positioning himself on top of you and kissing your neck. You moaned as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, definitely leaving a mark behind. You tugged at his t-shirt, feeling like it was a bit unfair that he was still fully clothed. Felix ripped off his shirt and pants, returning between your spread legs and continuing his kisses along your collarbone. He kissed down to your clothed breasts, sucking on your nipple over the lace. You let out whimpers at the sensation, moving your hips up to grind against the bulge visible in his boxers.

Felix groaned at the friction but quickly moved his hands to pin your hips down, “you just keep being such a bad girl. Don’t you realize you’re in trouble?”

You screamed as he delivered a firm slap to your clothed pussy before resting his hand on the lace, running his index finger gently over the wet fabric of your panties. You shuddered at the light touches, “Please Felix? Let me make it up to you. Stop teasing me.”

“Yeah?” he groaned out in that low voice. He stood up, getting off the bed and motioning you over him. You scrambled up and stood in front of him. He let a chuckle out at your eagerness. “Kneel.”

You dropped to your knees, now eye level with his bulge. He pulled his boxers down and his dick sprung out, hitting his stomach. His tip was leaking and behind the facade Felix felt like he could cum just from the way you sat with your mouth hanging open, waiting for him to fuck your face. He tangled his fingers in your hair, pulling it so your hungry gaze was drawn away from his cock and you had to look at his face. His dark eyes softened for a second, “tap on my thigh if it's too much.”

Felix pushed his tip into your mouth, slowly sinking deeper until you felt him at the back of your throat. You wrapped your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks and pressing your tongue on his length. Felix moaned lowly, pulling out of you. When he didn’t immediately thrust back into your mouth, you leaned forward, taking him into your mouth. “Fuck, baby,” Felix’s moans continued as you bobbed your head on his cock, taking him deep into your throat. You gagged around him as he started thrusting harder, fucking your face. Your eyes teared and you drooled around his dick. Felix took in the sight of you, roughly yanking your mouth off his dick by pulling your hair.

You stared up at him, pupils wide and consumed with lust. Your panties stuck to your core, you were practically dripping on the floor now. “I want you to cum in my mouth baby.”

Felix pulled you up, bringing his lips close to your ear he whispered, “I don’t think you’ve been nearly good enough to be making requests. On the bed, now.”

You quickly followed his command, eagerly waiting for him to touch you. You needed to be touched so badly. Felix pulled you to the edge of the bed so that your legs hung down. He knelt before you, face so close to where you wanted him most. “You want me to touch you, baby?”

“Yes, please. I need it,” you begged him. You gasped as you felt him lick a stripe along your clothed pussy, bucking your hips trying to prolong the contact.

“You’re such a slut. So wet just from sucking dick.” Felix licked you once again, treacherously slow. You were writhing, begging him continuously to give you more. Finally, he ripped off your panties, tossing them across the room. He ran a finger through your wet folds, flicking your clit in the process. This was enough to cause you to jolt. Felix continued the motion with his finger, slowly flicking your clit and watching you jolt each time. You could feel the heat pooling but his slow motions weren't enough to make you cum.

“Please, I’m good, I’ll be good just fuck me, please,” you begged shamelessly.

Felix finally relented, grabbing a condom from the drawer of his side table and rolling it on. He lined himself up with your entrance. He wanted to tease you further but he needed to feel you around him. He thrust into you, filling you up and stretching your walls. Your walls spasmed around him and he stilled for a moment, letting you get used to him but also warding off his orgasm which he knew would come embarrassingly fast if he didn’t pace himself.

He began fucking into you, moving slowly at first as you still adjusted to the way he stretched your walls. You were a mess of moans, not letting out anything coherent. He quickened his pace, bringing his hand down to rub circles around your clit, pushing you closer to your orgasm.

“Are you gonna be good? Are you gonna cum on my cock?”

You moaned out a string of ‘yes’ as you felt your orgasm approach. Your body spasmed as he fucked you through your high, coming shortly after with his hips stuttered. Both of you panted, recovering from your orgasms.

Felix joined you on the bed, pulling your tired body into his arms and gently kissing you. He pulled away and looked at you. He really looked at you, eyes locked with yours as if he was trying to peer into your soul.

“What is it?” You asked under his intense gaze.

“I love you.”

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End of Part 4

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BARRIER PT: 2

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Pt: 1 Pt: 3

Summary: Friday arrives, and Raph is more than happy to listen to you this time around.

Warnings: Swearing, smoking, dark humor and mentions of toxic family members.

Requested: Nope!

GN Reader!

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Friday couldn't have come fast enough.

You excitedly made your way up the stairs of your apartment complex, unlocking your front door.

You shed off your work clothes, changing into a much more comfortable pair of sweat pants and an old sweater. After grabbing a soda from your fridge, you shoved the sugary drink into your pocket, grabbing an extra one for Raph, you climbed up the fire escape outside your bedroom window.

Once you were on the roof, you set the soda you grabbed for your new friend ontop of the wall, sat on the ground, lit a cigarette, and so started the waiting game.

You looked out at the New York streets as you waited for Raph to arrive. You waited for around fifteen minutes, and began to grow anxious.

Was he actually gonna show up? I mean he wasn't obligated to, you were just someone he'd met once on a rooftop afterall. But he had said that he would show, and he didn't seem the type to back out of a promise...

You lit another cigarette, straining your ears for any sign of Raph. Hearing nothing, you cracked open your soda and took a sip, a dissapointed sigh escaping from inbetween your lips.

Just as you had finished your second cigarette, and were about to up and leave in dissapointment, you heard the soft thump signaling to your new friends arrival.

"You there, (Name)?"

You smiled to yourself, a sense of relief washing over you at the sound of his voice, "Yeah, I'm here Hotshot. what took you so long?"

You heard him sigh and the pop of a soda can, letting you know he had grabbed the one you had left for him, "My brothers wouldn't leave me alone. Had to wait a bit 'till fearless wasn't payin' attention to leave."

You hummed lowly, lighting another cancer stick, "Fearless is Leo, right?"

"Yeah. but, hey, enough about my family, we're talkin' about your old man today."

You took a drag of your cigarette with a dark chuckle, "Where do I even start." you muttered, "Let's see, my dad always was kind of a hardass, he's an ex-marine and he ran our house like a military operation. Mom left when I was 12, she was sick of Dad's shit. The bitch didn't even try to get split custody, just left. After that, Dad got worse."

You took another drag from your cigarette and continued, "He got real strict, I wasn't aloud to do anything. He had control of my whole life, my wardrobe, my friend group, my schedual. Everything."

"If something went wrong, it was always, always my fault. Even if I was at school when it happened. And I always believed him when he daid it was."

You snuffed out your cigarette, "I dropped out of highschool at 16, then moved in with a friend, anything to get out of there. Eventually I made enough money to move into my own apartment. I tried to go no contact with my old man, but somehow the bastard found my phone number and started calling me- I guess I just never had the balls to cut him off again."

You leaned your head against the wall, a low sigh sounding from inbetween your lips, and a lone tear falling down your face. You wiped your eyes with a chuckle.

"Damn." Raph muttered, "He doesn't know where you live, does he?"

"Why, you worried, Hotshot? But to answer your question, I don't think so. If he did he probably would have showed up before now."

Raph huffed, "Well that's good, if he ever shows up here, let me know, I'll take care of it."

You laughed, shaking your head, "Listen, Karate Kid, if he ever shows up here, I'll take care of it myself."

"Hey, if you ever need any help, I'm always in need of a new punching bag."

"Chill out, Raph." you said, giggling, "But if I ever need you to fight someone for me, I'll let ya know."

How long the two of you sat there and talked you had no idea, the only thing you knew was that you wanted it to last as long as possible.

You heard Raph sigh, "Listen, Shortstack, I gotta get goin' otherwise fearless'll have a heart attack."

You breathed out a laugh, "Shortstack? You don't even know how tall I am."

"Not many people are taller than me, call it an educated guess."

"Whatever, Hotshot. See you next Friday?"

"Yeah, next Friday."

You stood up and brushed yourself off. Picking up your empty soda can, you made your way back over to the fire escape, not knowing that a pair of candy green eyes were watching you go.

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axailslink · 1 year

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i saw this prompt “I don't care if it's 2am, I'm lonely, come watch a movie” so could you write this shuri x reader fluff where the reader isn’t in wakanda and they haven’t seen each other for a while and the reader is a bit sad so shuri flies out to surprise her?

You flew here!?

Shuri x FEM reader

Summary: you've been complaining to Shuri about how much you've missed her this past week. She pops in for a surprise visit.

You stare at the kimoyo beads when she answers and she stares back "are you frozen? Is there something wrong with the beads?" You shake your head "no just taking a moment to admire my wife since I've been away from home so long" she nods "I know it sucks" "exceedingly" you comment as you sit up and focus your eyes "where are you? The lightning is different" she looks around before answering that's suspicious "my bedroom love I took time from the lab" you glance at her outfit and nod "oh well like I was saying it kind of sucks being here alone the hotel is nice thanks to you but it's not like home there's no warm air, no dora Milaje, or even running children the children here act like adults..." She laughs and you nod "I'm so serious it's weird as hell it's odd" she nods "you only have about half a month left" you face plant the pillows beneath you "without you that's like years my love you know this I'm used to having you behind me in bed yet I wake up every morning with nothing but cold behind me and in front of me I'm sleeping with my pillows imagining they're you. It's kind of depressing." She laughs and you come face to face with her "it's so not funny not just being away from you but I'm sex deprived terribly sex deprived not even just sex I need intimacy bad." She looks at you then around her you finally bite wondering what the hell is going on and why she keeps looking around. "Baby I'll call you later someone just came to my door. I love you bye." Before you can answer she hangs up leaving you stunned "I know she did not just hang up in my face... I'm going to kill her."

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After maybe an hour of flipping through the hotel television channels you fall asleep on the news.

"New news the queen of Wakanda Shuri Udaku has made an exciting visit to us today!"

Maybe you were already sleeping or wanted your wife beside you so bad you were conjuring up sounds either way it didn't matter as you flicked the TV off and went to bed again alone. You wake to a gentle dip in your bed causing you to carefully reach underneath your pillow and grab your gun but as soon as you reach for it there's already a hand there "on edge my love?" You sit up so fast to see if the voice truly matches the face you scramble to the lamp clicking it on and your smile is so big when you see hers. "Wait fuck am I still asleep? I swear if I'm still asleep and I wake up and you're not here I'm going to cry." Shuri grabs your face and shushes you "no I'm really here you're not dreaming my love your subconscious would never be that cruel." You look away as tears begin to form in your eyes anyway she pulls you into her arms after a gentle peck on your lips "hey hey what's wrong? I'm here" you look at her and shake your head "I didn't realize how truly lonely I was until now seeing you I feel so less lonely you really mean so much to me." She smiles and kisses your forehead "well I know that I mean you did marry me" you cover her mouth and lay on your chest "if you start talking you'll ruin the moment this isn't a joking matter..." She smiles down at you and pulls you into her lap "you have no reason to be sulking I'm here now my love" you pout as she moves your hand and places a gentle peck on your pouty lips. "I was hoping the news wouldn't tell you before I could but I'll be staying with you for the rest of your mission." You jump up immediately "I'm sorry what? What about Wakanda? What about your lab?" She nods "all handled don't worry we always said M'baku would be a great king I know they might not like him but he has leadership and he offered to take over for me while I was gone." You blink "I'm sorry M'baku my M'baku of the mountains? My brother?" She nods "he loves you and he'd do anything for you especially if he heard that being away from you was ripping the joy out of your mission." You smile and sit up gently pressing on your kimoyo beads "I have to call him" Shuri smiles at your excitement.

"It's so early he might not be awake..." You glance at her "he's always awake for me" M'baku answers immediately "yes child of Satan?" You immediately want to hang up but you remember the good deed and sigh "you're protecting Wakanda?" You can hear the snap of a carrot which makes you smile to yourself "yes I mean the throne's quite comfy and Shuri beg-" you interrupt "thank you big brother I was so lonely an-" you can hear him yawn on the other end causing you to glare at your kimoyo beads "oh fuck off" he laughs causing a smile to spread across your face "you feel better." You nod as if he can see you and he hangs up.

It finally gets to you now that if Shuri is here she flew here "Shuri you flew here!?" She taps your head letting you know you're a bit too loud and replies "yes control your voice I'm right beside you" you wrap your arms around her neck and don't let go you just bathe yourself in her scent breathing her in smelling the sweet shampoo she uses, the honey body wash, and the cocoa butter lotion. "Are you smelling me?" You shush her "I said I miss home and you are my home my warm and inviting home" she laughs as she lets her hands rest on your lower back. You sit up pressing a kiss to her lips which she wasn't expecting but immediately kisses back. Shuri lets her hands drop to your ass and you pull away and look at her "I didn't do a thing" you shake your head "a complete horn dog we're having an emotional... Moment" she continues to kiss you in-between your words causing you to slowly lose your words. "You've missed my touch as well you're arching your back" you immediately roll off her lap trying to act as if the kiss itself didn't have you needing to cross your legs. "You're going to distract me from my mission let me sleep" she shrugs and pulls you back to her "absolutely not I slept on the way and so did you you've had enough sleep. Now make time for me." You gently unravel yourself from her grip and lay back on your side of the bed she nods and turns over hovering above you "well thanks for making things easier" you just laugh as she glances down at your little satin night shorts. "You do know you're not getting any type of sleep? You did say out loud while I was on the ship with Okoye and Aneka that 'I'm sex deprived terribly sex deprived'" she mocks your voice and you laugh before leaning up on your elbows and kissing her. "You're right I am terribly sex deprived. How are you going to fix that problem?" You let your hand gently caress her face while she glances at her bag then back at you "you did not..." She nods "you finished it? We were just joking when we had that conversation about the Americans and their silly little toys" she shrugs "it works well want to try it?" Your curiosity of course gets the best of you "absolutely."

A/n: I enjoyed writing this one it was cute to me. 🥺

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Forever theirs

Redone

Chapters 4, 4.5 and 5

(i wanted to make up for missing 2 posts but i would of posted 4 and 4.5 together so heres 3 chapters)

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Chapter 4 safe?

Finn thrusts in and out at an inhuman pace. I feel the coil in my stomach tighten for the 9th time today. We have been doing it like rabbits in my boss's office all day. Then I hear a timer go off. "home time baby girl" Balor utters against my neck and before I know it I'm in well... Somewhere else.

We're laying down on silk sheets, the place looks like a sex dungeon and my mind is going a million miles an hour. "calm down we're at my place" he says as he continues to fuck me. I nod my head and try to focus on how good I feel but the weird stomach feeling is back.

A part of me wants to tell him to stop or to take us to my house but nothing will come out of my mouth. The coil in my tummy finally breaks and I come undone for the 9th time. Next thing I know Finn is painting my walls with his seed. He pulls out and lay beside me. "I know I probably should have asked before I took us here but I think you will have a lot of fun here," he says and I look at all of the toys surrounding us.

I know what he says is true as my eyes lock onto a toy I recognize. "not today baby get some rest your gonna need it for tomorrow" he chuckles before getting up and returning a little while later with a washcloth.

After cleaning me up he kisses me and climbs into bed next to me. "I'll never take another client again" he whispers. I don't know what to say. Obviously he means not me included. I decide to stay silent and try to fall asleep. It's hard to ignore his previous words but after a few minutes, we fall asleep but I can't help but feel upset when I wake up.

I'm home. In my bed. Alone. He has left and I wonder if he tricked me into thinking he cared so he could fuck me and leave. His euphoric effects are quickly canceled out by anxiety and fear. My head is still foggy but I'm no where near happy. this has never happened so quickly before i never knew the euphoria could leave so fast. I Get ready for work and check the date to make sure it wasn't all a dream. it wasn't. All of it was real and I guess I'll find out if he really cares today.

He hasn't gone a single day without popping up and fucking me or at least trying to. When I get to work I'm shocked that my boss isn't waiting for me so she can ridicule me. Then I'm even more shocked to find out that everyone is looking for her.

The last time anyone heard from her was yesterday when I was in her office for half the day with the door locked. The only excuse I can think of is that she was screaming at me for violating the dress code and wouldn't let me flaunt myself around the office so I had to stay with her the whole day.

I told everyone that story and that she looked pale and she might be sick and being her normal bitchy self by ignoring everone. The whole day I can't stop thinking about what Finn said. He was sure she wouldn't be back soon. What did he say to her? What did he do? Those thoughts distract me for most of the day until I leave my desk to go to the bathroom. Usually, Finn would pop up and try to have a quickie in a stall but he doesn't.

He hasn't shown up at all today. Or maybe he has and I haven't noticed. No. I would know. he hates being ignored and he wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't notice he was there. Wait. He hates being ignored. This could just be pay back for not saying anything last night.

Then the tears fall as i think of how stupid i was to say yes. Then i know this isn't pay back. If he wasn't a liar than he woupd pop up to comfort me. He'd never want to make me this sad. I was right. He used me and now my boss is missing and people might think I did something to her. No one saw me or her leave. I am filled with anxiety, sadness, and confusion. I wipe the tears from my face and leave the bathroom.

Warning: omorashi(piss kink) there will be an alternate version after this

The second I sit back down I realize that I didn't pee and I need to go pretty badly. The office is full and everyone would notice if I got back up. I sit silently squeezing my thighs together. The need gets worse and worse but my shift is almost over and it is nowhere near an acceptable time to go back to the bathroom.

I might actually piss myself on the walk home. I check the time and I can finally leave. "hey y/n can you stay a little longer?!" I hear the co-worker that's covering for my boss call out. "no!" I reply quite loudly and scramble to the door.

I get out of the building and begin to run. Then I leak. A decent-sized wet patch is left on my panties and I'm forced to slow down. At this point, it's dribbling out of me and I hobble as fast as I can into the ally I use as a shortcut. Another spurt comes out and it goes down my legs.

Then I bump into someone knocking me down and making me lose control for a few seconds. I'm sure there's a wet patch on the butt of my skirt. "you alright there love?" I hear a very familiar voice say. One I've been wanting to hear all day but suddenly want to be left alone by.

He's been watching I know he has, he always does before he pops up. There's no way he doesn't know I'm about to piss myself. He grabs me by the arm and pulls me up. He is holding most of my body weight as my legs are shaking and I can't keep myself up. My face is red and I grab onto the wall with one hand and push Finn away with the other.

He lets me and steps aside as he watches me try not to release the liquid in my bladder in front of him. I keep trying to hobble down the ally with my hand pressed hard against my cunt eyes glued to the ground.

He creeps up behind me and grabs my right leg bringing my knee to chest height. I use both of my hands to hold myself. But he moves his hand from underneath my knee and replaces it with his inner elbow. Now both his hands are free he can restrain me properly. "no" I whimper out as I lose control again for a few seconds but I can barley gain control. There's a mini puddle growing beneath me.

I hear a chuckle in front of me and I look up. There are three people in front of us watching me piss myself slowly. 2 men and 1 woman. The woman gets up from the crate she was sitting on and walks towards me. She has a big grin on her face as she stares at my terrified one. She has sharp fangs and I know immediately she is Rhea. I take notice of the fact she's as pale as a ghost.

She puts her hand out and her fingers poke at my bulging bladder. Her smile widens her fangs more visible as she watches drops of piss go down my leg and into the puddle. I can hear the 2 men laughing at me but I'm too scared to look at them. I can hear Finn laughing at me too.

I squirm and whine as she puts more pressure on my bladder. I can tell they love what they see but I haven't gotten a single confirmation from Finn that I am safe. I think about my missing boss for a second before I'm brought back by the feeling and the tall woman's palm squeezing my bladder.

I lose control fully and for 2 whole minutes, I pissed and moaned at the relief. Whilst They all laugh at me.

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Chapter 4.5 safe? Alt

After cleaning me up he kisses me and climbs into bed next to me. "I'll never take another client again" he says. For a moment I'm shocked. Obviously he means me excluded. I don't know what to say so I jsut try to fall asleep. Of course it's hard to ignore his previous words but after a few minutes, we fall asleep but I can't help but feel upset when I wake up.

I'm home. In my bed. Alone. He has left and I wonder if he tricked me into thinking he cared so he fuck me and leave. The euphoric feeling he gave me is quickly canceled out by anxiety. My head us still foggy from it but I'm no where near happy. I never knew the euphoric feeling could leave so fast. I Get ready for work and check the date to make sure it wasn't all a dream it wasn't. All of it was real and I guess I'll find out if he really cares today. He hasn't gone a single day without popping up and fucking me or at least trying to.

When I get to work I'm shocked that my boss isn't waiting for me so she can ridicule me. Then I'm even more shocked to find out that everyone is looking for her. The last time anyone heard from her was yesterday when I was in her office for half the day with the door locked. The only excuse I can think of is that she was screaming at me for violating the dress code and wouldn't let me flaunt myself around the office so I had to stay with her the whole day.

I told everyone that story and that she looked pale and she might be sick. The whole day I can't stop thinking about what Finn said. He was sure she wouldn't be back soon? What did he say to her? What did he do? Those thoughts distract me for most of the day until I leave my desk to go to the bathroom.

Usually, Finn would pop up and try to have a quickie in a stall but he doesn't. He hasn't shown up at all today. Or maybe he has and I haven't noticed. No. I would know he hates being ignored and he wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't notice he was there. Wait. He hates being ignored. This could just be pay back for ignoring him last night. No if it was pay back he'd be watching and he'd pop up when he noticed how upset i was.

Then the tears fall. I was right. He used me and now my boss is missing and people might think I did something to her. No one saw me or her leave. I am filled with anxiety, sadness, and confusion. I wipe the tears from my face and leave the bathroom.

The day passes slowly. I finally get to go home. The walk is lonely and I keep getting the weird stomach feeling. I turn into the alleyway where all of this bullshit started and I fight off the urge to turn around and take the long way home. Then arms wrap around my waist. "miss me, princess?" the Irish voice reaches my ears and for a second I am happy before I remember everything about today.

I want to pry his hands off and slap him. Then a second set of hands rest on my shoulders. I look up and see a tall unfamiliar woman. "I have been dying to meet you, sweetheart," she says staring into my eyes and smiling. I can see fangs where 2 normal teeth should be and i know this is rhea. I feel one hand leave my shoulder but I am too afraid to look at what it's doing.

A wet cloth is then placed over my mouth and I try to hold my breath. I feel lightheaded and I am forced to breathe in. Then I feel relaxed and weightless. My knees buckle and the 2 sets of arms catch me. I am slightly aware of 2 other people standing near us. I close my eyes and they dont open for a while.

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Chapter 5 unknown and uneasy

I wake up in a small dark room. It's cold but not freezing. I can feel eyes watching me but my body is so sore from sleeping on concrete I don't bother to look. I have been kidnapped. By a demon. of all things a demon. I can't leave. I probably never will.

"I know you awake," a deep voice says unlike Finn's from the corner. I turn my head and look at the man. He's tall as fuck and hairy too. if there was any chance of me getting out of here there isn't now. "what do you want?" I snap. There's no point in being nice they're going to kill me.

"Excuse you?" fangs on the top and bottom if his mouth show. he stares at me and I shrink back. The words 'I'm sorry' get so close to leaving my mouth but I stop them. He continues to stare at me expecting an apology. I turn my head away from his cold frightening eyes. He scoffs at me astonished that I had the nerve to not answer.

I hear him leave his spot in the corner. "let me rephrase that for you-" he grabs me by the hair pulling my sore limbs up. I grab at his hands and he swats me away with the other hand his slightly overly long nails scratching me. "apologize. or. regret. it." he says through his teeth. "I'm sorry" my voice wavers. "I won't say anything like that again." he drops me to the floor. "good bitch" I can hear the smile in his voice.

"This is how this is gonna work," he says grabbing my arm his nails scratching me again and pulling me up. He turns me to face him and he squats down in front of me. "you call me sir or daddy nothing fucking else got it?" he says sternly I nod my head. He grabs a hand full of my hair. "Got. it?!" he says louder. "yes" I squeak. He pulls harder. "yes who?!" he yells in my face and I flinch away. "yes sir" he lets go of my hair.

"you've met Finn properly, i guess you met Rhea but you still need to meet dom" he says "is rhea the woman I saw the other night?" He slaps me in the face. "that's not what you fucking call her you hear me?" he says. "yes sir" I repeat the same phrase from before. "you call her mommy, you call Finn master and you call dom Papi," he says and I nod my head to show him I'm listening.

"you can call any of us daddy we know you're into that," referring to the fact I'm a little. They must have been stalking me. They wouldn't have to for long before they figured it out but still. I can feel my face get hot and I look at the ground. They don't want to kill me. Do they?

I'm hesitant to ask. "sir?" "yes sweetheart?" my stomach churns at the nickname. "are you going to kill me?" I ask the question. He chuckles. "we don't want to. We really don't but, if you become a problem we can't just take you home" I look at the ground again. He puts 2 fingers under my chin and lifts my head. "we'll take good care of you" he says. Then he leans in and kisses me. I don't kiss back. I don't pull away I'm too scared to.

This is my life now. All the way until the end this is what it will be like. My eyes glass over with tears. When he pulls away he sees my fear and looks at me disappointed and seemingly disgusted. I try not to let the tears fall. I really do. But they fall. I cover my mouth with my hand as i begin to sob. But when Damian sees this he does something unexpected. He sits down, pulls me into his lap, and hugs me. HUGS. ME.

I'm sorry but what the actual fuck is going on. I cry harder and try to pull away. He holds me still and shush's me. Then the door opens.

Words-732

I know this is the shortest chapter yet sorry love ya-gremlin💞💋💗

#wwe x reader #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #demi bennett #finn balor #finn balor x reader #wwe finn balor #finn balor daddy #finn balor incubus #Rhea ripley vampire #damien priest #Damian priest werewolf #dominik mysterio #dominic mysterio imagine #Dominik mysterio vampire #judgement day wwe smut

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spacesurfing · 1 year

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I've never done this before

But can I request Sodo x Reader. They had just watched a scary movie with the ghouls, and like the reader just can't get to sleep so Sodo like calms them down and soothes them or maybe sings to them.

I just watched quite possibly the scariest movie I've seen in my time on this earth and I need the comfort...

Thank you 🐉🐉

Ahh, tis the spooky night and P cannot yet fall asleep!! I would love to write this and my apologies if it is short!

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Everyone Gets A Little Scared Sometimes

Dewdrop x Reader Fluff

Summary: It is a night of horrors. And a night of refusing to pee alone.

Warnings: Fluffffff

GIF NOT MINE!!

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You were jumpy tonight, more so than you usually were. Why? Well, because your dork of a boyfriend decided to put on the single-handedly most scariest movie you'd ever seen. Snuggled into his arms, under a blanket, yes you felt safe but this feeling of paranoia was sent up your spine and engulfed you whole, making the shadows that the candle you had lit even more scary. You jumped at every noise, shielded your eyes every time suspense started building through music and audio cues.

And, every time you were calmed down from a scare, you were reminded of the fact that this was mandatory. It was a Halloween Eve tradition for Sodo to watch a scary movie, the scariest out at the time. Your boyfriend loved it, he absolutely adored the tradition, laughing in the face of a jumpscare and even joining in with the film by scaring you with fast movements while everything was eerily silent. He found it all funny and partially ridiculous.

But you didn't. Of course you believed in ghosts and demons and you believed in witches and bad omens. You were literally dating a ghoul.

The movie ended, a pan of the dead teenagers, turning to the end where a girl stood, blood covering her head to toe, smeared across her face as her deceased mother faded in behind her. The girl was pretty much "avenging" her mother's ghost because her mom wanted her to kill a bunch of people. Plain and simple.

"Why did they have to pop out so much? Can't they just be like normal people and just not be so creepy?" you whined a complain, hugging Dewdrop's arm. He chuckled, shifting his way up and attempting to stand, but he was kept down by your body still on the couch. You could say you were still with freight. Or still with the fact that everything seemed to move now.

"What? You wanna stay here and watch the credits roll with me?" he teased, poking your nose with his index finger. A shadow flickered on the wall, making you look around for intruders. Your ghoul sighed dramatically, "Well I have to pee, so if you wanna follow me, go right ahead."

And you did exactly that, following Sodo to the bathroom and standing there outside the door with your body pressed to it. You tried not to look around you, scared of what you might see in the shadows of your apartment. You let out a small scream, seeing the TV turn back onto the streaming screen with a sudden flash of light.

"Calm down out there, I'm almost done sweet girl," the fire ghoul laughed. You missed him being near you, he was so warm and safe and made you feel like you wouldn't actually be slaughtered.

Dewdrop opened the door, making you stumble a bit before he pulled you into his arms with a smirk, "I've never seen you want to be near me so much. I kinda like it."

You slapped his chest with you hand and he shook his head, snatching up the blanket on the couch you had and blowing out the candles, leaving on the nightlights in the kitchen. He let you cling to him the whole time before he started for the bedroom and you found relief wash over you.

Dragging you into bed with him, he covered you in blankets and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to rest your head on his chest. His hand pet your hair softly, running fingers through the delicate strands and purring at the fact that you held him like he was some sort of life support. The rumbling in his chest allowed you to calm down more, hand resting on his stomach and rubbing small circles into it.

"You know that I'll always keep you safe, right baby?" Dewdrop asked, voice startling you for a second.

"Yeah.. I'm just scared. All those things are real, Dew, things like that can happen."

He ran his hands under your hair and over your neck, trailing his hard palm to your cheek and allowing his fingers to massage your face tenderly.

"They would have to go through me. I don't think you realized that, love, I wouldn't let anything hurt you unless it killed me first. And I will stand by that as long as I am present on this very plane of existence."

You smiled into the dark, looking up to see his eager, yellow eyes glowing through the pitch black. And for the first time tonight, something so ethereal and terrifying made you feel at peace.

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#the band ghost x reader fluff #the band ghost fluff #the band ghost x reader #the band ghost #ghost band #ghost band x reader #ghost band x reader fluff #ghost band fluff #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop ghoul fluff #dewdrop ghoul x reader fluff #dewdrop ghoul x reader #dewdrop x reader #dewdrop x reader fluff #dewdrop fluff

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gachawolfiebloom · 2 months

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Your Pursuit of Perfection

Story and Artwork By: @GachaWolfieBloom

Chapter 1: Your Guilt Still Lies Within You

Summary: A few months after the events of WOTFI 2023, SMG4 starts having really bad dreams about the "Its gotta be perfect" incident. One night however, his fear allows the nightmares to break through and he gets taken to a horrific dimension. He finally meets the tv adware, who manipulates him into returning to his insane ways, intent on claiming much more than the perfect video. Now it's up to his friends to stop this madness and save SMG4. Can they do it in time or will they lose SMG4 forever? (In case you are unaware this is a sequel to the its gotta be perfect movie)

Tags: angst, its gotta be perfect, love confession, luigi, mario, meggy, melony, nightmares, scary, smg3, smg4, smg34, smg3 x smg4, tari, tv adware

It was a beautiful day at Peach's castle as Four was busy at his computer, making some videos. He was humming that catchy Mario theme song till he heard a knock at the door. "Coming!" He was going to answer it until he realized he was stuck at his chair. "That's...odd..." The knocking at the door turned into pounding as voices could be heard outside. "Four are you okay?" Another voice piped up "Get out of your room dude! Your friends are worried about you!" Four gasped as he knew those voices belonged to Meggy and Three.

The thumping of the door echoed through his hears as he struggled to get out of his seat. Why was did this feel.........so familiar...? Four was really starting to freak out now as he pulled all of his strength to get out of chair, but something wouldn't let him. Then he saw it. From the reflection of his computer screen he could see the insane man who had shut everyone out for weeks. He was back living that same traumatic experience from March 10. That very same scene.

He looked up to see the very sus website that displayed that hellhole keyboard. The tv icon popped up and said "Hey! It looks like you need a bit of editing help!" Four was shaking, terrified, struck with fear. "N-N-No...not again."

"Can I interest you in a magical keyboard? It's guaranteed to make your work PERFECT!" The moment that word was spoken, the room melted into black goop. Four collapsed on the ground as tentacles reached out to grab his arms. He pulled himself up as a dark substance flooded out of the computer and was heading straight towards him. He started running as fast as he could, but the darkness was hot on his trail. "Stop!" Four called out, but it didn't listen. The walls and ceilings of the environment was crumbling around him. "Why won't you just leave me and my friends alone!?"

He started to grow tired as the black fog was surrounding him. He looked up to see a wave of mist crashing down on him. "NOOOO!" He could feel his body being cracked, split, pulled apart. His skin fell like it was on fire and he began lurching, hunched over. A glowing pink substance was dripping from his mouth and tears began streaming from his eyes. It seemed as if someone was controlling him as the last thing heard was "STAY AWAY!" It all faded into black and Four had lost control. He had returned to his-

*Gasp* Four woke up in a cold sweat. Observing his surroundings, he noticed he was back in his castle at the Showgrounds. "Just a dream..." Four breathed a sigh of relief. "It felt so real." He reached over for his phone to check the time: 8:09 AM. Admiring defeat, he sighed and slowly trudged out from bed to go check himself in the bathroom. He made his way through all those toilets and went up to the mirror. "Not that bad." It wasn't exactly what he expected as his hair was a bit of a mess and his eyes had dark bags. Other than that he was fine. Then that image from the computer screen of his dream flashed in his mind. Breathing heavily, he looked down at his hands to see that they were...shaking?

"God what's wrong with me?" He pulled out a brush to fix his hair and went back to his room to get dressed. "Maybe some fresh air would do me some good." That seemed like a good idea considering he didn't even want to try to make videos right now. Lucky for him it was a bright and sunny day. He managed to walk out of the door for like 5 seconds until he crashed right into someone. Adjusting his eyes from the sunlight, he saw it was..."Three?"

Three picked himself up and began brushing off the dirt that managed to cling to his clothes. "Watch where you're going idiot!" Ignoring that last part, Four steadily got up and rubbed his head. "Sorry. I just haven't been sleeping that well. I've been having these awful nightmares ever since the heist." Before Three was able to make a remark, Meggy and Mario came up to greet them. "Hey you two! What do you mean by nightmares Four?" He began twirling his index fingers nervously. "Well I-"

"Hold on! What is up with your eyes! It looks more like you haven't even been sleeping for a week!" Meggy and Mario took notice of his dark circles as well. "Ooooo are you going coo coo crazy again SMG4?"

"That's exactly it Mario! All these nightmares have been centered around the "perfect video" incident." It looked incredibly painful for him to say that. "Hmmmm...do you know what could be causing it?" If anything would be causing it, it would be the guilt that Four felt when casting aside his friends like that, but he could feel that there was something else that was plaguing him with these bad dreams. "I'm not entirely sure Meggy." Mario suddenly got an idea. "Mario knows! We should have a hangout!" They all looked back at him with perplexed looks.

"And how is that exactly supposed to help with Four's nightmares?" Three questioned. "SMG4 will feel a lot better if he's having fun with his friends!" Mario then went off to go invite all of his friends. "Actually I'd think that would really help." Meggy reassured Three. He rolled his eyes and headed back to his cafe. "Fine. But I'm bringing Eggdog." Four still felt some unsettlement in him, but Meggy placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Four. A fun night with friends will cheer you up in no time!" Four agreed and said goodbye to Meggy so he could get the castle ready. "I really hope this works."

You can't escape your fear SMG4...

Chapter 2: A Fun Night With Friends

#smg4 #smg3 #smg34 #smg4 melony #angst #tv adware #its gotta be perfect #love confessions #luigi #smg4 smg3 #smg4 mario #smg4 tari #smg4 meggy #nightmare #scary #smg4 x smg3 #tumblr fyp

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live-from-flaturn · 9 months

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also!! chicken nugget kim if you feel like it? 🥹 i love him

here it comes... the long-awaited chicken nugget ficlet. I got sick right before his royal asslessness and this idea wouldn't leave me alone so... get well soon everyone.

tws: sickfic (Kim has the flu)

word count: approx 700

Title: "Sick Days and Chicken Nuggets"

Kim does not handle being sick very well.

Tankhun knows this.

So when Big calls one afternoon and desperately begs for help with wrangling the youngest Theerapanyakul sibling, Khun obliges. He swans into his baby brother’s apartment carrying all the necessary supplies in two thick plastic bags. Peach, one of Big’s newer trainees, is holding a bag of frozen peas to his face on the couch.

“Well that answers my first question,” Khun sighs. He deposits both bags next to Peach and digs through the first one in search of a fever reducer. “Things must be pretty bad if he’s busting out the kung-flu.”

“Excuse me?” Peach wheezes. Khun hands him a lime flavored ice-pop and pats him on the head.

“The first thing Kim’s brain does when it registers a fever is panic. That means clearing unfamiliar people out of his space. Sorry you got punched.”

“Happens,” Peach shrugs. “At least he didn’t get anywhere important.”

Khun likes this guy’s attitude and level of understanding. He can stay.

“Wonderful! Excellent! Now you just sit here and eat that while I go handle the tiger, alright?”

“As you command, Khun Nu.”

“Wonderful,” Tankhun repeats. He tucks a packet of fever reducers, a rainbow stim cube, a strawberry ice-pop, and several band-aids into the pockets of his cardigan. “Here goes nothing.”

After two long hours of herding, wrangling, pleading, and threatening, Kim has been medicated, hydrated, showered, and tucked beneath a set of clean sheets. Tankhun and Big high-five over the success of their mission – and then Peach enters with a lunch tray as instructed.

Kim dubiously eyes the selection of udon noodles and chicken nuggets (ordered upon the specific request of Kimhan himself) and reaches a shaky hand forward to lift his bowl of soup. He gulps it down scarily fast while Khun chants, “Slow down! Don’t choke, idiot!”

Then, with tears sparkling at the corners of his eyes, he lifts one singular chicken nugget from the plate and cradles it against his chest. “What have they done to you?”

Tankhun and Big look on in silence as Kim gingerly arranges the nugget on his pillow before lying down and curling up around it.

“Uhm, N’Kim,” Khun approaches the bed. He’s shocked to find Kim staring forlornly at the lone food item. Regret fills each available space in his expression. “What’s wrong?”

“They turned him into a chicken nugget… How could they?”

“Who did they turn into nuggets, nong?”

“Porchay!” Kim sobs. He scoops it up and brings it closer. “My poor boyfriend! He’s… He’s trapped like this forever now and I’ll never see him again!”

Big leaves the room with both hands clamped firmly over his mouth. Smart move, Khun thinks. “What if we called him?”

“He can’t talk.”

“Right. Let me go call my witch friend and see if she knows the cure for nugget transformations, okay?”

“Good!”

Khun stands in the doorway, watching Kim as he listens to Chay’s phone ring.

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Chay steps into the room and immediately feels two familiar palms land on his shoulders. “Get down and crawl to the side of the bed, okay? Don’t stand up until I give you the signal.”

“Uhm, okay?” Chay glances toward the bed, where Kim is hysterically murmuring lullabies to a semi-squashed McNugget. “Did his fever get worse?”

“Mhm.”

“Shit.” Chay shakes his head. “Who did he punch?”

“Peach.”

“The new guy?!”

“Yeah, but he was fine with it. Now! Bed!”

“Right, yeah.” Chay drops and scurries to kneel beside the bed. He stays out of view, listening with a knuckle between his teeth as Tankhun works his magic. Literally.

“Alright, Kim, are you ready to break the curse and see Porchay again?”

“Yeahhhhh,” Kim whines. “I wanna kiss him.”

“Perfect! Because when I count to three, you need to smooch that chicken nugget and break the curse.”

“I can do that.”

“I know you can. Ready?” Kim’s nod shuffles against the pillow and Chay bites back an even larger grin. “One. Two. Three!”

Kim closes his eyes to kiss the nugget and Khun reaches forward, yanking it from his grasp. At the same time, Chay pops up from beside the bed and Kim’s eyes shoot open. Their gazes meet and the feverish singer shouts, “SUNSHINE! IT WORKED!”

“Of course it worked,” Chay slides into bed next to Kim and lets the older man wrap around his legs like a koala. He runs his fingers through his boyfriend’s damp hair, pulling the tiny knots free and making Kim purr deep in his chest, catlike in his contentment. “You always come to my rescue, babe.”

“Hmm, always,” Kim mumbles. He’s nearly asleep already.

“Thank you, P’Khun,” Chay smiles up at his almost-brother-in-law. “I probably should have called in at school today, anyway. He needs me.”

“You have your own life,” Khun huffs in his favorite dramatic way. “He can take care of himself once and awhile.”

“Sure he can,” Chay acknowledges. “But I prefer doing it myself.”

“Shut up! You two are so adorable it makes me… Ugh, nevermind.”

Chay giggles at Khun’s back as he breezes from the room.

“So adorable it makes you sick?”

“Shut up!”

#kimchay ficlet #if you see any spelling errors no you didn't #i wrote this on like 3 medications i'm so goofy rn #chicken nugget ficlet #kimchay #sickfic #sick kim #tankhun theerapanyakul #tankhun appreciation #big lives fuck you #kimchay prompt fill #kimchay crack #kimchay crackfic #sickfic AND crackfic? more likely than you think

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theextratreefairy · 1 year

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Can I please request the first valentines prompt (🌹) with yandere tengen uzui? I love how you write him

🌹Perhaps if you behave properly, I'll plan a special date warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapped reader who is chained, the wives are yanderes as well, obsessive behavoir, forced feeding, violence if you squint, reader has doubts because who wouldn't if they were kidnapped, start of stockholm syndrome, unhealthy relathionship dynamics yandere Uzui Tengen x gn reader x yandere Makio, Suma, Hinatsuru

Hi! Thank you so much for the compliment, and of course you can <3, I added the wives because I love those four as yandere's together. This may or may not be my favorite prompt, so don't be afraid to reuse that prompt in any ask <3

Reader couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't run away, so what could they do? A small rebellion in the form of fasting, or simply not eating. "N/n, please, eat something." Suma begged as they were holding a bowl of ramen, Reader was facing Suma laying on the shared futon . "Hina made you your favorite."

"I'm not hungry." Reader knew that ignoring Suma would lead to arguments, and they really didn't have the energy for that. But it seemed that their passiveness set off Suma today.

She started to cry and sob as Reader turned around so that they wouldn't have to face Suma, lately they started to feel guilty when Suma would cry. They were slowly falling in love with Tengen and his wives and they hated it.

"Makio!" Suma shouted as she sobbed, Makio was the one Reader feared the most besides Tengen. After all, she had no problem in restorting to violence if it got Reader to eat.

"What's wrong, Suma?" Makio questioned as she rushed into the room. But when she saw the full bowl of ramen, she knew enough. "Reader doesn't want to eat! And Hina made their favorite! Spicy Ramen! Tengen-san doesn't even let them eat this!" Suma rambled. "I'm just not hungry." Reader piped up, trying to calm the situation. "My stomach hurts."

This caused Makio to scoff. "That's because you haven't been eating." Reader started to roll on their back. "Maybe." they replied, they knew what would happen next. Makio sat down next to Reader's head and pulled them up. "Give me the bowl, Suma." Suma was still sobbing and it was starting to annoy Makio. when she recieved the bowl she said: "Go help Hina get the house ready for Tengen's arrival."

When Suma left, Makio started feeding Reader forcefully. "If you don't eat now, I will get Tengen-san to feed you and you will get extra time with your past punishment." It was enough for Reader to obey, they hated the chain around their ankle. "Small bites, please."

Makio nodded and started to feed them slowly, after a while the bowl was completely empty. And right on que Tengen walked in. "Tengen-san, Reader ate the whole bowl." Makio commented when she saw the look on her husband's face. "Such a good darling." Tengen muttered, mentioning to Makio to hand them over. "Did you enjoy the food?" Hinatsuru questioned as she walked in to collect the bowl, Suma clingy to her co-wife. "Yes, it was delicious Hinatsuru."

Reader never used any of their nicknames, it was a way to distant themselves from them, another form of rebellion. Yet one that always goes unpunished. "Hina, Makio, Suma, please leave us alone for a while." Perhaps that ends today.

"Don't be too harsh on them, Tengen." Hinatsuru whispered in his ear. Tengen was holding Reader close to his heart, his body completely covering Reader's form. When the three women left, Tengen sighed. "I heard from Suma that you are having difficulties adapting when I'm not here."

"Suma isn't giving me time to adapt." A chuckle left Tengens mouth. "We both know, that isn't true, my dear."

"Well, maybe you shold take me out more." Reader mumbled. Tengen didn't like this His hold became tighter and his face hardened, until an idea popped up.

"Perhaps if you behave properly, I'll plan a special date."

not my best work, but hey it's something

#yandere blog #yandere uzui tengen #yandere tengen uzui #yandere tengen x reader #yandere makio x reader #yandere Suma #yandere Hinatsuru #yandere demon slayer #yandere male #male yandere #female yandere #yandere female #tw yandere #tw stockholm syndrome #yandere #soft yandere

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atarathegreat · 10 months

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Present mic fic?

Of course! Present Mic is one of my favorites so I absolutely don't mind doing one for him!

I've also got a whole story that I had written for Present Mic, if that's something anyone is interested in?

Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada

Ridiculous, getting stood up by some over-the-top hero! Who did I think I was? I'm not some hot actress that could just pull any man she wanted, let alone some decent-looking lady that could get an equally decent-looking man. Hell, I was a disheveled office worker that just so happened to be the closest hostage to the villain trying to get...well shit what was he trying to get? Crunched numbers on the debt my boss was in? Maybe the papers I had stuffed in the back file cabinet that proved my boss was cheating on his wife? Fuck, maybe he wanted the numbers on how many clients have now been fucked over by the company.

God, I should've left that hellhole earlier. I wouldn't have ended up in the position to get stood up by the same damn hero that asked me out. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, after all, why would a hero want to go out with some stupid civilian? Idiot, I should've thought it through before actually showing up that day.

"Hey, this seat taken?" A nonchalant voice asked from above my head, a blonde standing with donuts and coffee in hand, "I know this ain't a coffee shop, but I figured you could use a cappuccino. You look rough." I scoffed but accepted the drink, I was proud but not proud enough, "Rough is putting it lightly, actually. I look like shit and haven't brushed my hair in weeks." The man laughed, taking the seat across from me and sliding a donut to me. It was a lame pickup line on his part, but he did secure a seat at my table, and that was enough to be dubbed successful. "So, can I ask why a roughed-up businesswoman is sitting all alone in the middle of a restaurant? Hopefully not getting stood up by some lame ass?" He chuckled, "Your date popped in a few minutes before you did, dipped with another woman." I laughed, seemingly catching the guy off guard in my mania, "And you know what? I'm not even shocked! I was held hostage for a few minutes and tossed across the whole floor, why could I handle that and not handle being stood up?"

Without realizing it I had started to cry. My boss was a shitty human and I'd been working there for years and then a villain breaks in wanting heavens knows what, I guess it really is the lightest straws that break the camel's back.

"Oh! I didn't mean to upset you, miss. I was actually hoping to get you out of here, maybe go see a movie to make up for it? My name's Hizashi Yamada," The man was a fast talker, genuine in his words but stupid in tongue, "I guess this is the worst timing but I just thought you were really beautiful and didn't see the harm in shooting my shot." His candy-apple eyes were huge with worry, amplified only by the eccentric way he was leaning over the table to offer me a napkin. I thanked him, saying maybe another time would be more appropriate, and swapped numbers with him. I barely had time to leave the restaurant when he texted, a simple "I hope tomorrow is better for you." that would've made me cry if I wasn't already. Hizashi smiled as I waved to him through the window, a darker-haired male rolling his eyes at him.

With the whole rest of the day at my disposal, I decided it was wisest to find another place of work. By midday, I'd put in three applications to two different coffee shops and a lower-ranking hero's agency. It was exciting, like moving to another country and restarting from nothing. Or, basically nothing since I was paid dirt and didn't even have a proper mattress, and trust me when I say that sleeping on an air mattress did horrible things to the spine. But my feet skipped all the way home, in the elevator, and up to my apartment door. I hadn't been that happy since I had actually moved countries and started with nothing, I even pulled out the oldest bottle of wine I had. My neighbor had gifted it to me when I moved in, I barely understood Japanese at that point and only grasped at "Welcome, neighbors here sweet, sleep easy." And it was still entirely possible I heard him wrong because, well, I'm incompetent and extremely non-fluent. My parents and siblings would often send letters, but I rarely replied to them, mostly because I didn't have the money to be able to send them overseas. It upset them, rightfully so, but they understood that things were hard enough without them getting angry and berating me for having a shit job with a shit boss.

I pulled up my phone and texted the number Hizashi gave me, telling him that whenever he was available I would be more than happy to go somewhere with him and gave him a brief rundown of what my day held. He congratulated me, giving me an address and a date along with the dress code. I chose to wear some high-waisted jeans and a frumpy tank top, meeting him at what turned out to be a public park. A small wooden stage had been set up, a band setting up while other people hung decorations, Hizashi holding up a little girl so she could tie a cardboard cut out from the string lights. It was cute. "Hey, there you are!" He noticed me, walking over with the little girl still on his shoulder, "If you want, you can help us finish decorating. One of my classes is playing a huge gig tonight and I thought they were perfect for you to see." I nodded, picking up a nearby box of streamers, dropping it just as quickly. Not only had it just clicked that he was a teacher, but the streamers also had the UA logo on them. He was a teacher at a prestigious school, a hero school. He was a hero! "Eri, could you go help the others while I see what she and I can do over here?" Hizashi set the girl down and returned to me, picking up the box I dropped. "You're a hero?" I whispered, not sure what to think. On the one hand, he wasn't the one who ditched me, but on the other hand, most heroes were assholes. Did I want to risk getting embarrassed again? Now at an overly crowded park where tens more people can see me crying.

"Just stay for a little while, if I don't pay enough attention to you then you can leave and I'll lose your number." Hizashi sighed, picking up the box. It was his eyes, the way they conveyed each and every emotion of his as overtly as he was tall, that made me sigh and follow him to the stage. We each nailed the border up, a single nail every two feet to have the perfect rounding as the string fell, looping small fairy lights around it right after. The students that made up the band were rushing around to get everyone in the right outfits, they were adorable kids.

"Up we go!" Hizashi lifted me up to the tree branch, "This is where that All Might cutout is going." I wrapped the thicker string around the bark before tying it securely, though Hizashi didn't let me down from his shoulders. He walked around with me perched around his neck as though I wasn't even there, occasionally handing my things that belonged higher up. All the decorations were put up by the time the sun began to set, and by that point a whole crowd had gathered and the band was ready to play. And they were perfect in every aspect, from guitar to the girl singing. I grabbed Hizashi's hand and pulled him to the side so we had room to dance, "This song reminds me of one I heard when I first moved here." My date smiled, his teeth shining just as brightly as he was, "So it's a good date, then?" I nodded, resting my head easily on his arm, "Probably the best date I've ever been on. Sure as hell beats being ditched for some other guy to pick up."

#hizashi yamada #present mic #hizashi yamada x reader #present mic x reader #mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha x reader #bnha x reader #anime #manga #x reader #ask #anon ask #ask me stuff #ask me anything

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fallingfor-fics · 4 months

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Teachers Pet- Chapter 72: Your Power

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I woke up to the feeling of Severus getting up for work. He apparated me to the school after he got ready, tucking me into the bed in his private quarters, insisting I rest one more day before returning to school. It was also early and he wasn't going to leave me alone at his house and figured I better come back at some time. I slept a few more hours waking up to the sound of Severus teaching in his room, yelling at some first years I'm sure. Looking at the clock I guessed it was second period. I laughed to myself before sitting up slowly, yawning and pushing back my hair. I slowly stood hearing my joints pop as I moved towards my suitcases, shrinking them I put on my robes, tucking the small cases in my pockets and putting on my slippers. I sighed and tried apparating back to my dorm, I opened my eyes but was still in Snapes bedroom. I frowned, exhausted and not having much energy at the moment. I realized something though, Severus probably knows all that.

"I swear if he trapped me in here-" I muttered before grabbing my wand. I closed my eyes and focused, mustering up as much energy as I could although I felt incredibly drained. I muttered a spell to let me get past any spells Severus might have used, he probably shouldnt have taught me that one but, he was worried. Feeling the familiar waves of nausea, I popped back into my bedroom. There was no one there because of classes, so I used the time to put away my things, just waving my wand around to put things away. I got into the shower, watching as red water washed down the drain from the dried blood on my back and waist. Zoning out as I scrubbed over the scars on my body. They were still healing, red and sore. I didnt dwell on it too much. Hurrying with the rest of my routine. I finished up, getting dressed and doing some light makeup. I felt tired, but I'd already missed a day of school, and I had enough energy to go to at least half of my classes. I sighed as I checked the time, lunch was just about to end so I decided to just wait and catch Draco on his way to potions. Realizing I wasn't sure how Harry was, or if Draco even knew of what happened over vacation.

Making my way down the halls, I saw the tall blonde boy walking down through the dungeons. I quickly walked over to him tapping on his shoulder with a smile, "Hey!" I said excitedly, he turned to face me and had a tired look on his face, dark circles beneath his eyes, a bruise surely spread across his cheek, with pale skin and messy hair, "What's wrong? What happened to your face?" I asked quickly shifting to a concerned look. "Did your dad do that? Is it about Harry? I know that was scary but he's ok-" he just shook his head, "It's not Harry okay? I don't want to talk about it." he wouldn't even look me in the eyes and just kept walking to class. I just nodded as I followed him there, walking in with him. I figured Severus had not realized I wasn't in his room since he was busy catching up on work and assumed I would be sleeping all day. I followed Draco in, him walking fast ahead. I noticed Severus was facing away from us, writing something on the chalkboard. I noticed a strange thing when I walked in, as soon as I stepped in the room, he stopped and turned. He made eye contact with me, giving me a glance over and then looking away and back to what he was writing. It was subtle, but it was like he sensed I'd come in and tried his best to ignore my presence. I went and sat with Draco. Watching him look down like a zombie, still and tired. Not even present.

I heard the sound of the bell and looked up at the front, Severus was setting down the chalk and watching the last few scrambling students take their seats. He looked over at me and I could tell by the look he gave me. He wasn't happy I was up walking around already. I noticed he glanced over at Draco, and the boy was looking back at him, slowly looking away again and Severus just had a look of concern and sympathy. I furrowed my brows at the exchange and watched as Severus cleared his throat and waved his hand, shutting the door.

"I apologize for my absence yesterday," he paused, glancing at me for a moment before continuing "read these chapters and answer these questions." was all Snape said, pointing to the board, "Turn it in at the end of class." he added in his deep velvety voice, walking over to his desk and sitting down scribbling away. Draco didn't speak all class, I finished before him unlike normal, he was so distracted. I looked at Severus and he was still hunched over writing. I pushed my paper over to Draco so he could see my answers. He looked over and relaxed his shoulders, copying what I had written. Class was quiet and bare. No one chatted in here out of fear of our Professor. The bell rang soon and all the kids flooded out. Draco took off, not even stopping to wait for me. I got up and walked out without a glance in Severus' direction, figuring I'd talk to him tonight.

My plans were tarnished when I realized Severus wasn't at dinner, nor was he in his room after. I didn't want to look weird consistently checking on him, so after noticing his absences twice I stuck around in my room. Doing some homework I had and then reading a book, which I still had yet to get around to finishing. I checked my clock and it was around midnight almost two. Everyone in my room was sleeping and so was the rest of the school I assumed. Stepping onto the cold floors I got up and put my robes on over my silk nightgown, putting on my slippers and grabbing my wand. I couldn't help but let myself get carried away worrying about Severus. I knew he was probably fine, but I wanted to talk to him about this morning and class, and I hadn't seen him since. I thought for a moment about which teacher would be on duty, knowing it wasnt Severus. I couldn't think of whose night it was so I just shrugged it off, figuring I would be hiding from them anyways.

Tiptoeing out of the room, through the common room, I made my way into the hall. Not seeing any lights and grateful his classroom wasn't too far. I made my way slowly and quietly down the hall. Shivering at the cold air that passed me, leaving goosebumps on my skin. I hoped that he was awake if he was still here at all. I heard shuffling and quickly stopped to look around. I heard a few steps and voices and moved to the shadows, waving my wand and camouflaging with the wall. I saw a soft glow coming from around the corner and heard two muttering voices. "Yes Minerva I assure you there isn't anything to worry about for the time being." I heard the familiar deep voice whisper and I tensed up, backing up to the wall. "I just dont think Albus is fit to be juggling so much right now." I heard the older Professor quarrel. I furrowed my brows at her comment and watched as they came into view. "Albus knows his limits." Severus commented in his usual annoyed tone, they stopped only five feet from me, "But should he need assistance, or something were to change-" I saw Severus look in my general direction glancing over the area and I internally panicked, even though I was surely not visible, it really felt like he was looking me in the eyes. "I will let you know first if your assistance is needed Minerva, now if you'll excuse me I must get to grading." I watched as he reassured the woman and she nodded, glancing over his stance and walking off. He watched as she walked away, until she was out of sight and her footsteps could no longer be heard.

He stood there for a moment making sure no one else was around, "Come on." he said in a stern tone still, walking to his door and opening it. I took off the spell and hung my head down like a shameful pet as I walked into his room. "Merlin Y/n what the hell were you doing?" he said, setting his things down on his desk rather harshly. "How did you see me?" I whined unfairly. "Because i'm not an amateur." he groaned and I sighed at his tone. Minerva had gone I didn't understand why he was still talking that way. "What do you want?" he asked, walking over to the door to his private quarters.

"You weren't at dinner." I said remembering the night he'd bugged me with the same statement. "Yes.." he drawled out in annoyance and I rested my hand on my hips and chewed the inside of my cheek. "Is something the matter?" I asked softly and he laughed as I followed him into his room. "I don't know, i've had a long day and I come back to find a student hiding, not very well I might add, outside my door in the middle of the night." I frowned at his disappointment and followed him to his bedroom as he put things away. "I'm sorry but McGonagall didn't see me, ok? That's the whole point of the spell." He hung up his robes and looked down at me, "She's very smart Y/n and I doubt you are so confident, to not make a mistake and expose us!" he quipped and I furrowed my brows at him, I grew annoyed with the way he was speaking to me, and often grew tired of his hot and cold behavior when it came to our relationship being a secret. He noticed the shift in my face and the damper on my eyes, "I just wanted to see you." I stated simply and his own face shifted. Frowning lightly I saw his dark eyes warm up as he took a step back and realized his sharp demeanor. "I apologize." he said softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed and looking forward.

I sat next to him doing the same, "it's okay, you just need to learn to check yourself sometimes. Especially when talking to me. I'm not just any other student when we are alone." He nodded and I took his hand, intertwining our fingers. "How did you get out without me realizing this morning?" he asked and I shook my head, "You mean how did I get through your little trap?" He stayed quiet and I let out a sigh, "I know you just wanted me to stay close by, but you can't literally lock me in your room." I laughed and he nodded, "It was a momentary lapse in judgement." he excused and I just laughed resting my head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry about leaving class without talking to you." I added and he just shook his head, "It's alright, it's not like I asked you to stay anyhow." I thought for a moment about the interaction between Draco and him figuring it wouldn't hurt to ask. "What's going on with Draco?" I asked leaning my head back up and looking at him, "Im not sure, but with the spring vacation events, im sure he was left unwell." I shook my head, not believing that to be a good reason. "I think Lucius hit him." I said sadly and Severus didn't hesitate in nodding along, "I wouldn't put it past him." I frowned at the comment. Rubbing my hands over my face. "I can't believe I ever fooled around with him." I mumbled ashamed and Severus just stayed quiet. I looked over at him and could tell he was pouting over my comment.

"Are you jealous Sev?" I asked lightheartedly, staring at his expression. He sat still and turned to look at me, an annoyed look having taken over his face, "No." he drawled out in his deep velvety voice. "Oh come now, its alright if you are." I reassured him and he scoffed, "Im not jealous, and I sure as hell wouldn't be jealous of that man, ever." I read his face, seeing how his brow raised and his jaw tightened. I snaked my hands up over his shoulders, rubbing them slightly, "Awe are you worried about Lucius still having power over me?" I teased, removing my robes and moving up on my knees, standing behind him on the bed, continuing to massage his shoulders. I could feel he was still tense at the question, "No.." he retorted, sinking into my hands and not protesting my actions. "Its sounding a bit like you are.." I continued poking at him and he let out a breath, probably rolling his eyes as well. "Why must you harass me?" he exaggerated and I smiled, stopping my hands, and leaving them on his shoulders as I leaned down by his ear. I whispered gently, "Because I know, that you know, even if he did have power over me, it wouldn't be shit compared to the power that you have." surely breathing hot air on his neck, he tensed up again, raising a brow at the statement and turning to look at me. "Is that so?" he smirked and I bit my lip as I smiled and nodded. "Well in that case.." he spoke as he turned his body to face mine, leaning against the headboard. I straddled his lap and we gazed into each others eyes. He reached up and softly tucked my hair from my face, "I will be using this power often now you know?" he teased and I shrugged, "Oh no its the end of the world!" I mocked, leaning in to kiss him as I giggled. He looked over at the clock and then back at me, "Its almost two Y/n, its already bad enough you are in my private quarters during the day." he stated and I just ignored his comment, running my hands up his chest and around his jaw, kissing him once again.

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fountainpenguin · 8 months

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"When you tell me I'm such a wreck ("It isn't easy cleaning up your mess")- it's like I've got a rope around my neck..." (x)

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New Pixels Imperfect stuff today! || One-Shot

“Yes, And?”

Read on AO3

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Even in a death game, the polite Canadian thing to do is ensure everyone is comfortable with the improv dynamics. Hi, it’s me. I’m not sure I’m comfortable with our improv dynamic-!

AKA - The one where Etho (assigned dad by the narrative) pays a late-night visit to his ex-wife and sons. What do you even say to a very scary someone you've "canonically" broken up with despite never actually dating in the first place?

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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Time moves snail-wriggle slowly whenever you're on-world. It oozes, squashes, and stretches out like slime in the cogs of a clock. As Etho climbs the steps from the Team T.I.E.S. basement, he pulls out his communicator and checks the symbol in the upper left. It's a crescent moon with a 3 clearly printed in the center. They're only three nights into the current play session with six more to go. There's a cloud symbol beside it with a single raindrop.

Oh, so THAT'S why I can hear Skizz screaming about endermen. They're trying to get one last hunt in before the rain gets heavy.

Impulse shouts encouraging words from the sea, like "Run faster, you jerk!" The slap of oars on water is unmistakable. He's rushing in with the boat. Will he make it? Who's to say?

Etho leaves the stairs for the surface. Raindrops patter on the back of his neck and across his jacket sleeves, but they're so light, they're hardly noticeable. They leak through his hair and tingle on his scalp. The cold's sort of welcome, honestly. He's been boiling alive ever since they came to this tropical place to play their game.

This evening's dreary weather, however, has certainly not deterred a seething enderman from chasing Skizz round and around their stonecutter and assorted resource chests, which are haphazardly strewn across the area. My bad; I meant to tidy those up. Etho had popped down to the cave for a bit of mining. Tango's grateful, probably, even if he did sort of dump his loose things without a lot of thought. There's, like… feathers and random mob drops in there too. And bamboo. And sticks.

Impulse pops from the boat the instant he hits shallow water. He holds it above his head like an umbrella and comes sprinting up the sand. Skizz loops the chests again, this time zigzagging through a gap. The enderman doubles back around. The claws on one hand scrape the back of Skizz's armor and he shrieks, throwing in an extra burst of speed. Ooh, boy… But Etho stays where he is. No reason to throw off their groove; he doesn't have a boat and here comes Impulse to save the day.

Skizz slides around the corner chest like he's making the big bucks in professional sports. A scuff of sand twinkles in the air. He yips like a wolf pup and every pixel on his face crackles hot with sparks. The enderman lunges across a chest, banging its knee - endermen have knees, right? - and it trips with a splat in the sand. Skizz dives past Impulse, who shoves his way forward. He slams down the boat. His sword flips out and here comes the swing! Maybe this is a sport. Skizz, puffing, starts bricking up a little two-block-high cover spot with a bit of cobblestone.

"You know," Impulse chides as the enderman shoves itself back to its feet, "they'd leave you alone if you wouldn't look at them, dude. They're like tourists. Mmhm- they don't want to pick a fight with you."

The enderman's still aggro'd on Skizz. Rain or not, it's not going anywhere fast. It ignores the boat to charge straight for him. Impulse whiffs when he takes a swing. Skizz spits a half-finished accusation. He ducks under his cover spot and pulls out his shield. "I didn't even see it! I was just digging up gravel in the hole over there! It just flew at me like a rocket!"

"Well, stop looking harder! You're just flipping them off in enderman language, probably. They don't like it."

"Don't tell me what endermen don't like!"

"You, clearly."

"STOP IT!"

Etho stands with his hands in his pockets, more than a little grateful that he'd disabled the toggle for his natural fox tail before joining the server. It wouldn't be a good look if his teammates saw it curling in amusement at their own expense. "You got this, Skizz?" he calls.

"EeeiyyuuuhhhiiieeeyyuUUHHH!" Skizz wails back. Impulse tries again, throwing the boat in the enderman's general direction, but it bangs the ground and flips over, landing face-down. Whoops. The enderman prowls circles around its target and Skizz hides behind his shield. Etho glances up. Tango's watching all of this from the top of his half-constructed tower, one leg crossed over the other and foot lightly bouncing. He's got a beef sandwich in hand. Not as helpful as, y'know, an enchanted bow or something, but Etho's not judging. They're okay. We're all professionals here.

Impulse huffs, breaks the boat with a swing of his axe, and runs after it to try again. The rain is gentle, the wind like baby's breath, and all but Impulse's footsteps sliding over sand is quiet in the night. Even Skizz has shut his mouth. For a little while.

Six more days with these nerds. Then we're out of here until next time. Should be nice. He could use the peace and quiet. Might miss 'em, though. Not much. Maybe just a hint.

The moon peers down like a glowing fingernail. Etho lingers a moment longer, just to confirm that Imp and Skizz really do have this one in the bag. Despite the impromptu shelter, Skizz takes about three slices from enderman claws before Impulse delivers the final blow. Technically, you never really kill endermen… but the guy dissipates in a spiral of void-smoke and drops an ender pearl when it goes. Skizz drops back on his butt, clapping his palm to his chest. Tango cheers and toasts the air with his half-eaten sandwich. Etho gives a thumbs up. Nobody sees. That's okay. He knows. Impulse exhales, then sheathes his sword. He offers Skizz his hand. Pulls him up. They embrace, Impulse thumping once on his back with his hand. Then he tucks the shiny pearl away for later. Light chatter resumes… Tango goes back to gnawing on his sandwich… and Etho vanishes without another word.

You have to take a skip and a hop to cross the stream between the TIES base and "the Rock" where Cleo, Scar, and Bdubs have set up camp. Etho misses the bank by a smidge, grazes his shin on dirt, and splashes. Soaks his sandals. Ah. Maybe he needs to build a bridge. He'll chalk that one up for later. But hey… it was already raining. A little water's never hurt anybody. He shivers once, grips his jacket close around his chin, and hustles up the hill. At least his destination's not far away. Two to three minutes tops. If he's lucky, maybe by now those fools will have built a roof.

The rain's letting up, at least. He hasn't spotted any lightning. No thunder either. Etho's feet smack on every smooth stone step of the hill. He keeps his sword drawn, but only one zombie lopes from the shadows to get a better look at him. He checks the face - he always checks the face - and it's a Grian. There's a white slash mark curling down its shoulder where the vex that got him must have landed the killer blow.

"Hey, buddy… You've wandered pretty far from your respawn point, you know. You died in the mansion, right?"

[Cnt'd on AO3 - Link at top]

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lvsksoo · 2 years

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“a flowering connection”

— hunlisa au by lvsksoo

The similarity of love with a flower is uncanny.

A flower starts as a seed.

It was Lisa's first day as a transferee. She wouldn't be confused about where to go if only she wasn't half asleep when the council toured their new students in their campus.

Fortunately for her, someone looks like he was running late that day.

Lisa boldly approached the student, “Excuse me, uhm, do you know where room 417 is?”

Was that weird? Lisa asked herself because the man only stared at her.

Coming back to his senses, the man finally replied “Yeah, uh, do you want me to,” He scratched his head, “Accompany you to the room? Or you'll be okay on your own?”

For an instance, his eyes widened, and shooked his head. “Wait– that sounded weird. My class is also on the 4th floor, I can, uh, go with you?”

“Only if you want to, of course!” He panicked again.

Lisa couldn't help but chuckle “Actually, that sounds better...”

Yes, that's definitely weird.

A flower that receives enough sunlight and water turns into a sprout.

“Jen, I'll go ahead.”

Her friend, Jennie, nodded, “Take care, Lis.” and waved her goodbye.

Lisa has been preparing for this moment. The dance club was finally accepting new members; she couldn't wait to audition.

Entering St. Catherine's Hall, many auditionees are evident. Perhaps, many see the dance club as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; it's the pride and soul of their school. The club is high maintenance, competing in different tournaments and bringing the crown home— the club would only choose the best.

Lisa was patienly waiting by the side of the stage for her name to be called when she felt someone sit beside her. “Audition?”

Glancing at the person beside her, it was the same man who helped her that day. “Yeah,”

“Sehun. Nice to officially meet you.”

“Lisa.”

That sprout, then, grows a stem.

“Good job team! See you next weekend.”

Lisa was busy fixing her belongings when a random water bottle appeared in front of her. Looking up, the hand's owner was wearing a smile.

“Thanks, Seh.” She said, accepting the water bottle

“See you next weekend, Lali!”

Lisa groaned at the nickname which only made Sehun laugh before leaving the room.

For the past few months, this was Lisa's typical day. The dance club was heavy on her shoulders but what's life without sacrifices?

She also became close to Sehun, the student who helped her on her first day. Sehun was a dance club member as well, not to mention, that they quite have the synergy in dancing and off-stage.

Truth to be told, they were supposed to eat together today; just like the other days. But Lisa canceled because backlogs are officially piling up.

Ding!

Lisa was picking up her phone when another notification popped up. It was a message from Sehun.

Sehun: You did great, always did :)

Sehun: Don't forget to rest, Lali.

Time pass by so fast that we barely notice the little things that holds no relevance in our life.

Remember that stem that was once a seed turned sprout? It bloomed a flower now.

Lisa doesn't remember when nor where exactly did it happen, but she vividly remembers this one morning...

It's a normal day. Nothing out of the ordinary. The club's practice was still difficult and tiring but Lisa can handle.

“Water.” As usual, Sehun handed her bottled water while Lisa was resting.

“Are bottles of water your love language?”

“Acts of service, dumb dumb.”

Lisa rolled her eyes before accepting the bottle.

Tug dug. Tug dug. Tug dug. Tug dug.

Lisa was busy practicing her moves alone when Sehun approached her again. “You nearly got it but you need to move your legs wider so the movements look bigger...”

Sehun was showing her the proper steps but Lisa wasn't paying attention at all. All because she heard that sound once again...

Tug dug. Tug dug. Tug dug. Tug dug.

Perhaps, Lisa was wrong. She clearly remembers and it's nowhere near an ordinary day.

How do you know you've fallen in love with someone? It's not like realizing it was one click away from the search bar. Google is free but unfortunately, love wasn't something wikiHow can dictate.

Did it start with Lisa noticing the small details? Like the way Sehun would unconsciously fix his cap whenever he dances? Or the way he would always carry that bitter Iced Americano every time there's practice? Or how he'll always try to cook whenever they'll have one of those samgyupsal dinners when she wasn't looking?

Or perhaps it started when Lisa realized smiling Sehun was the best version of him... and she wants to keep it that way?

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a phone ringing.

“Hey Lis, are you going to eat dinner with Sehun tonight?”

“Yep. Don't wait for me!”

Jennie scoffs after hearing her reply, “I swear both of you act like you're dating! Anyway, schedule a dinner with me sometime soon. I miss eating with you. I need to go now. Enjoy your dinner. Bye!”

“Sure, take care, Jen.”

Lisa unintentionally glanced at the dancing figure after Jennie dropped the call.

Sehun as a lover? Lisa liked the idea.

Taking care of a flower can be a handful. It requires a lot of conditions for it to properly live.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee is lingering around the small coffee shop near their university. It's a Monday, a busy day for the both of them, yet they found time to spend with each other.

“Taemin said they'll hold auditions for the competition for the dance fest,”

Sehun is holding another iced americano, she believes it's his second for this day because he was drinking another one when he fetched her this morning.

“For sure you'll get accepted, don't you think so?”

Sehun sips his coffee, “I mean, I'm not sure? Maybe?”

“The coaches adore you because you're a great dancer, Sehun.”

It was subtle but Lisa's sure she saw a smile form from the man's lips.

“They'll pick you if that's what you're worried about.”

A smile blooms in the personification of spring, the embodiment of warmth and comfort, of life and daylight. Because with Sehun, a flowering love grows.

Their conversation continued a little bit more but was put to a halt when Sehun received a notification. What once was a beautiful spring suddenly turned into a cold winter night when Sehun's face falls.

The spring, just seconds ago– so full of warmth, briefly closed his eyes, barely holding his tears in. It was like the seasons forgot summer existed, as Sehun's tears starts to fall.

Sehun hurriedly stands up and wipes the droplets of tears, “I'll be back,”

Lisa was about to ask what happened but Sehun already left, leaving her with nothing but worried thoughts.

Seconds. Minutes had passed but Sehun hasn't come back yet. It felt like forever. Deciding to check on her friend, Lisa stood up and went to the bathroom.

“Seh? You there?” Lisa softly knocked on the door.

“Wait!”

A few minutes later, Sehun finally opens the door wearing a sad smile, “Sorry, did I worry you?”

Lisa finds something odd with how pale Sehun became– her eyes traveled down to the bathroom floor.

Flowers?

Right there, Lisa felt like a bucket of ice cold water was splashed on her whole body in the middle of a winter night when she understood why.

Sehun is coughing flowers. Sehun is in love with someone else.

A flower, no matter how much it represents love, no matter how romantic they sound. Flowers.. cannot last forever.

The similarity of love with a flower is indeed uncanny.

Flowers, they blossom. They wither. While love flourishes and after some time, it dies.

(see from apollo.)

#exopink #hunlisa

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ducknotinarow · 2 years

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"See the thing about your plan is, it’s not gonna fucking work. Let me do this my way." ( Blitz/Fizz )

| Muse Interaction

"Alright, BlitzØ here's my plan, you and I, woe the crowd. With my amazing talent the second I stand in front of them they won't be able to stop looking at me" Fizz began within a sudden and excitable fashion.

The pair of imps had been enjoying the nightlife of the Lust ring it had more than just Ozzies to pay a visit to. Not to mention loads of places that tried to compete with the main show liked to try thier hand. And new places always drew in a crowd. hard to pass up a chance to check out a new club though. Expect this place was drawing far too much attention tonight. One would think a new club wouldn't be so busy as this.

Which was annoying so if they wanted to get in they needed a plan clearly. "Well everyone is being dazzled by my talent and skills I don't know maybe I'll juggle or start up some comedy routine any way you sneak by snag the bouncer's list and write our names on it easy in and done and then we can party the night away in the joint!" Fizz said excitedly about his own plan "Son whatcha think?" Expecting a clear yes and why not his plan had everything it needed to be a good plan after all.

"See the thing about your plan is, it’s not gonna fucking work. Let me do this my way."

Fizz just scoffed at the remark arm folded over his chest as he pursed his lips out into a pout, annoyed by his idea being shot down so fast. They didn't even fully think it through.

"And what would that be? Sneaking down the ally hopping on the trash bins to the window or more likely a vent and just sneaking in like some rats?" he said flatly lifting up a brow as he waited for Blitz to remark on his own shoot down just now.

Rolling his eyes soon after sneaking about and such did seem very much the way Blitz liked to go about things. Fizz didn't want to sneak around though he just wanted to be let in like the other demons here ignoring the fact he was, in fact, an imp, and that alone could wind up with a no. Sighing out trying to reign in his annoyance a little, maybe they should have just stayed in imp city sure the bar scene gets old and stale fast there but they at least could get in easier. Lowering his arms as he snaked one around Blitz's shoulders smirking softly to them as he eyed them up, making sure to hold Blitz's attention on to himself.

"Look do you really want ta go around get all the dirt and grime on us before we get in? I don't if I'm gonna have to help you out your clothes later I rather it not be due to smelling like weeks of fucks know is in the bin of a Lust ring alleyway." he went on to try and sell his idea. "You're too pretty to be trying to think that hard now just let ol Fizzy handle this kay? Kay" Not leaving a chance for an argument now as he gave them a small peck on the lips and a pat on thier arm before he slinked away from them.

Titling his head left and right to get it to pop as he held out his hands high above his head till knocked did the same. "Now watch from a real talent~"

#muse| fizzarolli #gamblealife #[ get you away from the same old part you play gamblealife]#muse interaction #stayed qeued

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pisceanvixen · 1 year

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YOKO- Part 2 (Drummer Boy & The Crazy Stripper)

I laid in bed for a couple days. I don't really remember much of it, but all I know is that I was staring at the wall for hours. I ignored phone calls. I didn't reply to any text messages. I didn't eat or shower. I was just breathing. My brain wasn't even thinking of any possible thoughts or worries. The only thing I was really able to do was feed my dog, Frankenstein and my cat, Ozzy. I feel like they knew I was sad because they wouldn't leave my side.

Drummer boy attempted many times to talk to me, but I was very reluctant to respond. Eventually, I did tell him and he was obviously angry. But, not angry enough to do anything about it. His anger dissipated in a matter of days.

I had notifications of bill reminders constantly popping up on my phone. I knew that despite my current state of mind, I had to get a job. Drummer boy's paychecks weren't enough to even cover half of the bills, let alone the rent.

This is when I decided to work at a strip club. Initially, I applied as a waitress, but the manager was so adamant on me becoming a dancer. I declined his offer until a customer demanded to dance with me. He didn't want any of the other dancers, only me. He was a regular and I heard from the manager that he was a big spender on his favorite girls. He asked me to dance for him on stage. Since it was a weekday, it was an extremely slow night which means that I wouldn't be dancing in front of a huge audience. So, the manager insisted I strip naked on stage. It was my first time on the pole. I can't say I was very good because later on in my stripper career, a handful a girls taught me many different moves and tricks. But, it was good enough to him. He asked for a private dance and I ended up getting my new job as a dancer.

When I got home I explained to drummer boy that I was now a dancer. This was something I had always talked about doing, but he never allowed it. He was deeply upset and more pissed off than he was about my r*pe incident. But, since we weren't together at that moment he couldn't tell me a damn thing. I was letting him live in the apartment because it was convenient for us both, not because I wanted us to be together.

Days would pass and he would grow tired of seeing me leave for work at 6pm. After I finished my make up, I grabbed my bag and started heading for the door. He blocked me and demanded that I quit my job as a stripper. I told him that he cheated on me and he had no jurisdiction in my life choices anymore. And what was once a demand turned into begging and pleading. He begged me to stay. He promised me he would change...and he asked if we could get back together. I imprudently accepted his apology and agreed to get back together with him. However, I told him that I wasn't going to quit my job. The money was too good and it was supporting the both of us. I was making more than any 9-5 job ever could (no shade to those 9-5 ladies, I respect you immensely). He reluctantly agreed to my condition and I walked out that door. I obviously was stupid to allow this to happen. Misery loves company and in retrospect, this feeling was so familiar...that it was comfortable.

I felt like stripping was a sort of therapy for myself. It made me feel free and in control of my body. Individuals believe that you're a slave to man, but really, you're the one in control. The trick is to always make them believe they have the upper hand. They will bend to your will and do as you ask. I finally took back what was mine...my body. I showed myself because I wanted to. I danced with the guys that I wanted to. No amount of money was going to make me dance with a douche bag that didn't respect me. I knew that for myself. I knew what my worth was and I wasn't going to let anybody tell me otherwise. I never needed a bag bad enough to give up my moral compass. I will do a little series on my experience as a stripper later in a separate set of posts. For now, I am going to fast forward to the moments of when drummer boy and I moved to San Francisco.

I did my "last dance" at my strip club. I saved us enough money to leave Southern California. We moved because I wanted to run away and the dummer boy was finally going to be apart of a band. Which is all he ever wanted in the first place, really. This lead us to a place I wasn't necessarily ready to be, city life.

I was introduced to the rest of the band. I was getting to know them little by little as we eventually moved into one big house together in Oakland Hills. I already knew of the bass player in high school because he was drummer boy's "best friend". The bass player will play a key role in this story, so remember him. His girlfriend, who was my best friend of 10 years, would ultimately hate me in the end. She grew jealous of my arrival in San Francisco and my presence within my new job at the pizza shop (I will also talk about this as well in a separate post). So, tensions were already high as I lived with her boyfriend and the rest of the band. And at times, he would use me as a scapegoat; making me seem like I was keeping him from doing tasks with his girlfriend, when in reality, he didn't want to do it himself. Now, if you're reading this (I'm talking to the bass player), you can deny it all you want. Talk shit on me, even. However, I do have proof of this since you used Avery's phone to do it. I saw the texts :) Your empty apologies mean nothing to me at all. It's actually best if you don't even try to attempt to do so. But look at me, I am getting off topic now.

Now, back on track we go. I believe we all came down for a trip to Southern California. We spent a night camping in Joshua Tree in the summer. Mind you, it was hot and uncomfortable. I'm even sure I got bit by red ants in the morning. The boys had a show at The Monty. I remember shortly after they played, the bass player wanted to go to a party. The drummer and I agreed to go as well, when the rest of the band went back to the airbnb. We were outside of the house where the party was being thrown and somehow along the way the drummer and I got into an argument. I believe I was venting about how uncomfortable I was being at The Monty with a couple of girls who hated me. He told me to shut up because he didn't want to listen to me anymore. I obviously stormed off.

I remember being knelt down behind a car, practically screaming at him. I was upset at him for telling me to shut up while I was attempting to be vulnerable with my feelings about being there ( I have horrible anxiety in public outings. To the point where my stomach cramps and I feel like throwing up). I just sat there yelling at him and then the drummer hits me across the face. I was startled and by the look on his face, so was he. Then I immediately kicked him in the nuts. He just started crying and kept apologizing for hitting me. I can do the cheating (surprisingly), but I can't do someone laying their hand on me. I believe that whatever feelings I mustered up for him had completely disappeared by this point. We still stayed together after this, but honestly, we were just going with the motions. There wasn't any love or excitement. I didn't even care if he wanted to fuck other girls. I was content with the idea that I was just here for the ride... or maybe we just accept the love we think we deserve?

Like I've mentioned before, our relationship was toxic. There was definitely physical moments... like shoving one another or grabbing my wrists to pin me down. I knew he felt guilty, but does that make it okay? No. I look back now and I'm sad for the woman that didn't see her worth. The woman who was made to feel guilty over a drummer boy who never appreciated her. Who never truly cared for her well being. The boy who cried wolf when all he did was dim her light and cut her down...and left her to fend for herself from the real wolves.

I worked three jobs in San Francisco. I started working at the pizza shop by day and as a stripper at night. However, I ended up quitting my job as a dancer because a man grabbed by hand and forced me to give him a handjob. I didn't go through with the actual action, the second I touched it... I got up and left. Yes he screamed and yelled about how I was a fucking cunt but fuck him. I already took his money. Then, I worked as a freelance nude model, getting money for shoots when I could. And at last, I finally got a job as a waitress at a bar. All this so he could do his thing with his band. I put my musical talents behind me, so he can achieve his. And you know what else he would do? He would take credit for my paintings. He wouldn't want to show up to band practice and then he would blame it on me; claiming that I didn't allow him to go. Well, that was complete and utter bullshit. Because I am the one who would wake him up and force him to go to band practices. He would grunt and moan about not wanting to be there and I told him I couldn't care less. I was fucking working so he could achieve his god damn goals. So you best believe I was making his ass go to band practice.

So, I say this with the deepest of emotions and intentions....go fuck yourself. If you've ever judged me or blamed me for the break up of his band. You haven't lived in my shoes for even two god damn seconds. You're quick to hate me because you have no other reason. You call me a whore when you have no idea the hell I went through to love this imbecile of a fucking man. And mind you, this is just extra shit on top of all my intricate family issues I had going on as well. So, yeah. Go fuck yourself.

Part 3 is coming soon.

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