#i thought my bro fucking got around it. thought he pranked our parents out. thought he got them. bc hes going to community college (legend)

[al-pomegranate-seeds]

The hands they held

“Roman looked at the flower shop that set itself across the street from his tattoo parlor. How weird. He was almost sure the building had looked as boring as the other empty buildings in the street when he closed the shop the night before.The front of the small building was not as covered with vines and flowers that surely didn’t grow together as it was now, of that he was certain.“

Pairings: Logince, DLAMP in later installments

Urban fantasy

Tags: Fluff, Getting Together, Genderfluid Logan Sanders, Flower Shop and Tattoo Parlor au(but make it magical(not the first one to do that but I feel proud))

Warnings: Food mention(it’s Roman listing out some food and then they mentioning it after some times)

Characters: Roman Sanders, Logan Sanders, Remus Sanders, Dot(Cartoon Therapy)

Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27705440

Roman looked at the flower shop that set itself across the street from his tattoo parlor. How weird. He was almost sure the building had looked as boring as the other empty buildings in the street when he closed the shop the night before. The front of the small building was not as covered with vines and flowers that surely didn’t grow together as it was now, of that he was certain. The visuals were right up his alley, though, just the right amount of dramatics one needed in their life to make it interesting. A big sign sat on top the glass doors, displaying the name “Berry’s Flowers and Herbs”.

And then, as he was lost in thought admiring and trying to see if he recognized any of the flowers, a man almost as tall as Roman himself, with deep brown hair and brown skin, wearing a simple black polo with jeans and a gardening apron, opened the door and put up a sign saying “OPEN” in dark blue letters, before turning around and inspecting the streets, and then looking directly in Roman’s direction and – holy shit.

Roman was in love.

Before we continue telling the story, let’s lay down some facts about our current favorite boy. First, Roman and Remus’ mother was an elf. Second, elves, besides a long lifespan and a somewhat inflated ego, have better working eyes than most humans. Which is how, even a street away, Roman could notice the beautiful sharp angles of the man’s face, the gorgeous silver shade of his eyes behind his square glasses, and the adorable glittering freckles that covered his face, his neck and his arms.

Roman kept gawking at the glittering man like a fish as he went back inside the shop and closed the glass doors.

“Ooooh, sweet, that’s closer than where I buy.” Remus’s voice sounded suddenly, startling Roman out of his daydreaming.

“Oh, cool.” Roman said automatically, before turning to Remus, who was cleaning his hands with a rag. Roman decided to simply not ask how he had gotten them dirty. “Hey, Rem.”

Remus imeddiately squinted. “What the fuck do you want?”

“What? Can’t a man just call his bro by a nickname to show his brotherly love?”

“You do that by calling me Trash Man, you only call me Rem when you want something, what the fuck is it?”

“Oh I wasn’t going to ask for anything, I was just going to ask if, I dunno, you maybe needed some more ingredients, maybe the ones you have are running out or something, I could maybe go pick it up for you...” Roman trailed off.

Remus just kept squinting at Roman for another 20 seconds, before flicking his eyes to some point behind him. Roman turned, only to see the man from before pushing a table on wheels with flower vases to the front of one of the big glass windows, before going back inside.

Roman could tell he was staring as the man went back inside, and when he looked back at Remus, that shithead smile was glued to his face like a dry face mask.

“Oooh, you got a cruuuuuush?” Remus said in a sing-songy voice, and Roman didn’t even have the energy to pretend to be mad, so he just kept staring at his brother’s face. “You know, now that you mention it, I think I’ve used up all of my marigolds, and I’m close to running out of rosemary...”

Roman immediately perked up. “So maybe, your very selfless and very helpful brother could pick some up for you?”

“Ah, yes, my brother who has no ulterior motives besides being helpful, of course.” Remus said, grabbing one of the sketch books before ripping out a page and writing something down. “Ok, there’s more than just what I said, I need some alyssum and some chrysantemus and some dandelions...”

“Ok, noted.” Roman said, grabbing the paper and scanning the list without actually reading it. He already remebered only the dandelion out of the flowers Remus had mentioned.

As Roman was heading out by the door, Remus screamed “Use protection!”

“I’ll murder you!” Roman screamed back cheerily.

He wasn’t prepared to enter the shop.

As soon as he step foot past the door, he realized the air felt different. It wasn’t exactly pleasant or unpleasant, but it was distinctly different than the air around human populated cities. Roman was almost sure he could hear little bells, and it felt like the air was caressing his skin. The walls were covered in shelves with different plants displays, the floor was a magenta and indigo checkered tile with golden edges that somehow managed to not be obnoxious, and the ceiling was entirely glass with golden metal swirls. The space was well lit, all of the flowers in perfect display.

“Salutations.” Sounded a voice, and Roman immediately looked back to the counter that sat at the back of the store, behind which he could see the glittering man and wow, he was even more beautiful up close.

“Hello there!” Roman said, managing to hide the fact that he felt distinctively out of breath at the sight that laid before him, which he wasn’t completely sure wasn’t a hallucination.

The man’s glittering silver freckles were even more visible from this close, and Roman could also see some that were smaller, less glittery but just as breathtaking, and he also noticed that the man’s hair also glittered slightly.

“...Can I help you?”

“Oh. Oh! Yes, yes, my brother sent me to buy some flowers, and-“ he started before realizing he didn’t actually know what to say after. “...and here is the list. With the flowers.”

He dramatically handed the list over to the man, who simply grabbed it and started Reading. A couple seconds passed before he raised an eyebrow.

“A...Kiss?”

“Whut. Wait.” Roman hastily grabbed the paper and quickly scanned the list, eventually finding the “kiss” item with a heart dotting the i. “Oh, that motherfucker knew I wasn’t going to read it, I swear this is just a prank – “

“Not to worry. Let’s simply ignore this and I’ll grab the flowers.” The man said, and set to do just that, quickly scanning the shelves and putting the flowers in clear plastic rolls.

Roman managed to stay silent for about five seconds.

“So, I don’t remember seeing the shop here yesterday.”

The man seemed to be startled for a bit, before answering “You wouldn’t have, we moved in during the night.”

“Hmm.” Roman hummed before looking for something else to say. “We?”

“...Yes. Me and my parents. My mother and I run the shop.”

“Oh, marvelous, so it’s a Family business! You know, me and my brother run the tattoo parlor across the street, we do tattoos with various magical properties. You should come visit, my name is Roman, I use he/him pronouns, and my brother is Remus, he/him pronouns too.”

“...Logan. He/him today.” He – Logan – said, turning to the dandelions. “Are you always such a conversationalist when buying flowers?”

That made Roman pause.

“Oh, um, I hadn’t – Am I making your uncomfortable?”

“Not to worry, I am simply not used to such...Friendly customers. But this is pleasant.”

Roman sighed relieved.

“I am not opposed to visiting your parlor, if you’ll have me.”

He simply smiled.

“Well hello there!” Roman said, opening the glass doors and spotting Logan behind the counter, like last time.

“Salutations, Roman. They/them today.” Roman nodded, leaning on the counter.

“So, how’s the day going for you, Specs?”

Logan went a few moments without answering, probably because of the nickname. “Pleasant enough. A few customers have come by. None of them was unpleasant.”

“That’s indeed pleasant.” Roman turned around, leaning on the counter with his hips now, looking around at the shop, and noticing the flowers on his left looked more perfect than a lot of flowers he had seen in his life. “Hey, Logan, did you do something to those flowers over there?”

Logan seemed to perk up a bit. They fixed their glasses before answering. “Indeed. Those are flowers I separate for decorations, I enchant them to stay alive for longer. This enchantment can mess with cooking and potions, however, so I always ask before picking them.”

“Oh, that’s cool. I hadn’t thought of that.” They stayed silent then, Roman zoning out as he looked at the flowers and spun his necklace on his finger. “Hey Specs, how old are you?”

“I – Well.” Logan started, before pausing and thinking more. “I’m forty years old, technically, but I’m a fairy, so I haven’t grown beyond being what humans would consider twenty five to twenty nine.”

“Oh, you’re a fairy?”

“Well, quarter fairy. My father is half fairy, my mother is human. They had me when mother was twenty  seven years old, and I grew up in the same speed as a human until I was around twenty four years.”

“Marvelous. I’m half elf. I’m thirty  four years old, and yeah, basically around that age. I would still be a teenager if both of my parents were elves.”

They stayed in silence for a few minutes.

“Roman, do you...Do you like outer space?”

“Well, yeah.” Roman said, before turning back to Logan. “I don’t know a lot, but I think it’s fascinating.”

“Would you...” They swallowed, then, sounding nervous. “Would you like to hear about it?”

“Of course. Tell me everything you know.”

Logan smiled, then, with barely restrained excitement, and Roman felt like he could listen to them for hours if they would always smile like that.

“Hello there, my favorite nerd!” Roman said, entering the shop with his his arms spread and holding a paper bag.

“Salutations, Roman. She/her today. Do you bring anything besides your dramatic entrance?” Logan said, with a small smile that never failed to make Roman lose his train of thought for a few seconds.

“I sure do, Smarty McSpecson, I bring sustenance!” He laid the paper bag on the counter. “It’s a bowl of goose stew with mushrooms, fruit salad with honey, aaaaaaaand pork filled buns.”

“Sounds delicious. I’ll have the buns.”

“Marvelous! I’ll eat some of the stew. I’ve got homemade mayonnaise too, if you’d like to add it.” Then he went to open the bag.

“Wait. Mother will take over the shop for this afternoon, so I’m free in ten minutes. There is a small kitchen in the back, and I think it would be pleasant to eat on a table instead of this counter.”

“Oh, that would be cool.” Roman said, trying to play it cool. It almost felt like she was inviting him on a date, but surely that wouldn’t be it? Logan was just nice like that. She was also very direct and probably would be forward in asking for a date. Yeah.

“Come on, it’s behind this door over here.” Roman then followed Logan into the aforementioned door, finding a small kitchen that seemed to be decorated with a light yellow color scheme. All the counters and cabinets were light yellow, the counters having white tops, the fridge and the stove were both black, and the floor tile was white. The kitchen was pretty small, only wide enough to fit a small round table and two chairs, and there was a floor to ceiling rectangular glass window behind one of the chairs.

“You can sit down while I get mother, I’m sure she won’t be incovenienced to come down ten minutes early.” Logan said while getting some plates and bowls from the cabinets, then laying them on the table.

“Ok. I’ll be here waiting.” Roman said, sitting on the chair facing the window. He may or may not have been thinking about how gorgeous Logan would look framed by the window and the plants outside.

Logan stepped into a door that led to a white staircase, leaving Roman to think and analyze the small kitchen.

Now that he had the opportunity to pay attention, he could notice little things he hadn’t noticed when he first entered the kitchen : the white countertops were stained at some spots with some sort of colorful pigment, there was a black paper on which someone drew constellations with white crayon, and there was a clear glass cookie jar filled with dried flowers on one counter.

About five minutes later, Logan came back with who Roman assumed was her mother, a chubby, dark skinned lady with short black hair wearing a beige argyle sweater over a white button up and beige skirt, plus a pair of red glasses and bright red lipstick. He noticed Logan seemed distinctly more glittery around the face.

“Oh hello there dear, you must be the famed Roman!” The lady said, rushing over to him and grabbing his hands. “I’m Dot, this one’s mom, I’ve heard so many things about you – “

“Mother...” Logan said with a warning tone, her voice not managing to hide her embarassment.

“Oh Logan talked about you so much, you’re every bit as handsome as she described – “

“Mother!” Logan exclaimed, and now her face was shining so much it looked like it was encrusted with tiny gems. Roman was almost hipnotized enough to not realize that was probably her way of blushing.

“What? It’s true! He’s as handsome as sherpherd pie!” Dot responded, and Roman was as confused as he was flattered.

“Mother, that’s not – forty seven years of marriage, and that’s what you pick up of father’s vocabulary?” Logan said, bafflement not being able to hid the awfully fond tone of her voice.

“Oh don’t pick on me, you know I’m telling the truth.” Dot said, before looking at the shop. “Oh dear, I better get started on that shop running thing.” She said, before kissing Roman and Logan’s cheeks and stepping out into the shop, closing the kitchen door.

They stayed silent froma few moments before Logan sighed.

“I love my mother, but she can be a bit overwhelming. I hope she didn’t bother you too much.”

“Oh, she didn’t bother me at all. So, um, as handsome as shepherd pie?” Roman asked, still a bit baffled by the term.

“It’s an expression father uses. It’s an equivalent translation coming from the faery language my father’s specific nation spoke. It’s a bit outdated, but it was used most often to describe someone the person was attracted to. Of course,” Logan said all of this while grabbing the cuttlery and sitting down on the other chair. She paused while adjusting herself on the chair, before continuing with a fondly amused smile. “she wasn’t hitting on you, don’t worry.” Logan went to grab the pork buns, while murmuring to herself low enough that, if Roman wasn’t part elf, he surely wouldn’t have been able to hear it. “Not for herself, at least.”

“Not for herself?” Roman asked. Logan’s eyes went wide as saucers, and she almost dropped the bun she was holding.

“Oh you – you heard that?” Logan asked, adjusting her glasses (which Roman had noticed was a bit of a tic of hers). Her face, that had gone back to the normal amount of glittering, suddenly was shiny enough that Roman wanted to grab her face and kiss her senseless.

“If it’s any comfort, I only heard because elven hearing is a stronger than humans’. But seriously, what did you mean?”

“Oh, it’s nothing important, it’s silly, it’s just – mother is certain you have been flirting with me, you see, and no matter how much I tell her she’s being foolish, she won’t quit putting these thoughts into my head, and I swear it wasn’t on purpose, I didn’t even felt like these before but then she mentioned it and I couldn’t stop thinking about how handsome you are and how nice you are and how you made an effort to befriend me when we had just moved in and I didn’t know anyone and I didn’t have any energy to go out and make friends – “ she was rambling now, her speech getting more fast paced and anxious the longer Roman went without saying anything.

Well. She seemed to think Roman wasn’t interested. He had to do something about that.

Logan was gesturing wildly with her hands, moving them up and down in an effort to calm herself, so Roman grabbed one of them in an effort to effectively distract her.

“So,” he said, laying their hands down palms up on the table and drawing tiny circles on the wrist. “I most definitely was flirting. I most definitely think you are very handsome and very nice. And I most definitely think you are as handsome as shepherd pie.”

Logan was silent for a few moments before saying, with a slight breathless note on her voice, “...oh.”

“Yeah.” Roman said, before bringing Logan’s hand up his mouth and kissing the palm.

Logan giggled. She honest to ghosts, real as magic, giggled.

“So,” Roman said, putting their hands back on the table. “do you want to try this?”

“I – most definitely.” She answered, nodding quickly with a smile on her face.

They started eating, then, and nothing changed but the hands they held and the soft smiles.

@tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors 

#logince #fluff #getting together #logan sanders #roman sanders #genderfluid logan sanders #urban fantasy #elf roman sanders #fairy logan sanders #sanders sides #unicia

[drethanramslay]

A funny thing called Fate: Chapter 1

Pairing: Bryce X MC (Aisha Khurrana)

Word count: 2.6K words

Series Masterlist 

Masterlist

Warning: None really, just some cursing

Author's note: Hello!! I am back with the first chapter of "A funny thing called Fate" and this time this is in Bryce's POV

Like I said last time, there would be time jumps so you will be seeing both- 16 year old Bryce and present day Bryce

Just a word of caution, 16 year old Bryce (according to me) is your typical bad boy who is a jerk and upholds his reputation and prestige as the most important priorities

I decided to take part in @choicesseptemberchallenge20​ the prompt being- LOST

Also decided to take part in @choicesweeklychallenge​ the prompt being "I just... don't know. Honestly."

Both of them will be in bold

TERMS THAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:

-> kanilehua: Motherfucker (I literally googled curse words in Hawaiian language so please forgive me if they are wrong 🤧)

-> okole: Butt/ Ass

-> budhiya: old woman in Hindi

Forgive me if I make any mistakes

10 years ago- Bryce's POV

"Aloha!!" Bryce's cheerful voice ran clear through the hallways as he approached his teammates, instantly capturing the attention of the people.

"Hey Bryce, my man." Jason, his best friend stepped forward and did a complicated handshake with him before patting his back.

"How was the summer?" Kai, his other best friend spoke up as he leaned against the lockers, his dark hair falling on his eyes.

"You know the usual. Practice and stuff. My parents did take us to Australia. The waves there are sweet." Bryce whistled lowly, remembering how he spent numerous days surfing at sea.

"What a lucky bastard. Do you think your parents would adopt me?" Jason asked causing Kai to chuckle.

At this point, they would want anyone but me as their son. A dark look passed on his face but he hid it behind the over cheerful and happy go lucky mask.

"So, what's up with you guys?!" He asked, smoothly changing the topic.

Jason began. "Well I for one, had a fun summer hanging out at the beach, enjoying the sun-"

"-having flings left, right, centre." Kai completed the sentence, snickering.

"As if you weren't the one who fooled around more. You broke so many hearts, Kai!!" Jason rolled his eyes.

"But I finally settled down, unlike your unsettled ass." Kai exclaimed.

"50 bucks you will break up with him in ten days." Kai narrowed his green eyes and smacked the back of Jason’s head. 

"Wow, seems like I have some catching up to do." Bryce smirked.

Kai turned towards Bryce, suddenly serious. "Glad you brought it up. We have a proposition for you."

Bryce incredulously raised his eyebrow.

"Your two o'clock. Short brunette with glasses. Don't be too obvious."

Bryce ran his hand through his long hair and his amber eyes fell on the girl.

He leaned against the locker near Jason.

"What's her deal?"

"Apparently, she joined the school last year and has been on the low. Keeps to herself, certified nerd, teacher's pet and super uptight."

Bryce eyed her and he recognized that she was in his chemistry class last year.

Aisha Khurrana.

"Wait... That's Aisha. She was in my chemistry class last year. Introverted and quiet."

Jason did a double-take. "Wait really? Well, that makes it easier for us."

"Good. I will make y'all talk to her-"

Kai stopped him midway. "Woah, woah, woah. We don't want to interact with her. You are the one doing this."

"Will one of you kanilehua tell me what the fuck is going on?" Bryce asked, getting annoyed.

"After the legendary prank Ano pulled last year, it's time we step up. So while you were tanning your okole in Australia, Jason and I were brainstorming to come up with a better idea."

Jason continued. "So we decided that you could get her fall in love with you before the finals and boom! We could pull the prank on prom."

Bryce's eyed widened. "Woah, don't you think that's extreme?"

Kai rolled his eyes. "Please, Ano humiliated a teacher and exposed that he was having an affair with a junior. I don't think it's that extreme."

"What is this prank you have planned on prom?"

Jason waved his hand. "We haven't worked out the details but we have the entire year to do that. You on the other hand... Are running out of time."

Bryce's eyebrows furrowed. "And why can't either of you take this up?"

"Because Kai here is surprisingly getting cosy with Kaeo the jock from Sunset High while I am on the principal's radar for the shit I did last year. I am this close to getting expelled." Jason enunciated his point by touching his pointer finger and thumb.

"Jas... you're touching your fingers."

"Exactly."  

"So will you take one for the team?”

Bryce sighed. "I just... don't know. Honestly." 

“Bro, this could literally make or break our popularity bro. You don't want to be the laughing stock of the school, do you?" They asked with puppy eyes.

The peer pressure and the need to uphold his reputation as the golden boy made him raise his hands in defeat. His eyes glanced at the losers down the hall, who people were blatantly ignoring.

Definitely don't want to fall in that category.

"Fine. I will do it. But you will owe me."

"That's our boy." The boys whooped as they clapped his back.

Bryce's eyes wandered to his new target, finding her brown eyes staring right back at him. The flecks of hazel shone with curiosity but her face was impassive as if she didn't want to let anyone in.

Well, this is going to be an interesting year, Aisha Khurrana. Bryce thought to himself.

PRESENT

When Bryce woke up this morning, he didn't think his day would turn out this way.

Who would have fucking thought that the one girl you could never get over shows up at the hospital you are a surgical intern at?

Not me.

He was looking forward to this fresh start. A new city where no one knew who he was and he hoped it stayed that way. To hone his craft and become one of the best surgeons in the country. Anything to get rid of the stains on his name.

After Aisha left at the beginning of Junior year of high school, things were hard. Not that anyone was going to believe him but he actually loved her and no matter how many people he hooked up with, no matter how much he drank himself to oblivion, there was just no getting over her.

He often wondered- no believed that he had lost his one shot at love.

You only get one great love and of course, I had to blow it up, and for what? Popularity? Reputation? That already went down the drain because of my beloved dad.

When he finally got his head in the game and things were bearable, the scandal happened towards the end of the Senior year. Sure, he could hide face during the summers, lounging in his gaudy compound. But he could hear the occasional shouts and protests out of the gates of his home, reminding him that he couldn't escape the truth.

To distract himself from his dad going to trial, his mom selling out to the feds and his baby sister crying from the stress, he dove right into his studies, hoping to score well in his SATs so that he could get away from Maui.

But there was still one year of high school left, and that was fucking awful. He was relentlessly bullied at every turn of the corridor, got the stink eye from the teachers and people jumped away from him as if he was a social pariah.

Technically, I was.  

Though his parents were very tight-lipped about the details of the case, it wasn't that hard to get to know more from the internet. And the fact that the people in his school always made it a point to remind him.

Aisha's dad was one of the people who worked for the company that got screwed over by his dad.

Bryce had given up after all these years that he will ever find her again. He often wondered what would he do if he were to meet her again. The apologies he would say and the monologue on how ‘he was never the same after she left’ had been practised over and over again.

But right there she was, half-naked in front of him, completely at the loss of words. His eyes wandered, making sure if it was the same girl from tenth grade. There was a nose piercing and he saw a little ink near a hip.

"Aisha?" He repeated, completely shocked, his jaw dropped. Never in his entire life has he felt the loss of words.

They stared into each other's eyes, chocolate brown eyes meeting his amber ones, completely lost.

But that moment didn't last for long because Jackie shutting the locker made them realize that this was indeed reality.

Aisha managed to snap out of her reverie. "Oh my fucking god, I don't have time for this shit." She rapidly threw on her fresh sets of scrubs and slammed her locker before making a move.

Bryce stepped in her path, blocking her. "What are you doing here?!"

Her eyes snapped up to meet his, the familiar fire and hatred flooding in those brown orbs. "Well, I could ask you the same thing Mr. I-will-become-a-lawyer. Now out of my way, I'm getting late for the orientation." Though she was short (5 feet 3 inches to be precise), she still managed to slam her shoulder against his chest and walk away.

"Oh My God!!" Jackie's voice resounded after a few quiet moments.

"Put a cap on it nose wipe." He muttered as he rubbed the area where Aisha slammed against him.

"I didn't say anything."

"Yeah but that expression says it all." He rolled his eyes as put his stethoscope into his breast pocket.

"But, for real. Who is she?" Jackie asked, inquisitiveness laced in her voice.

Bryce flicked her nose. "I found your nose in my business, why don't you take it right out?"

"Ugh. Fine. Keep your secrets. C'mon, let us get to the orientation before it gets over."

"Yap. Right behind you."  The duo headed towards the main atrium and made their way towards the front so that they could hear the hospital chief. The rest of the interns were already gathered in front of the stairs upon which an impressive, statuesque woman stood and spoke.

That is Dr Harper Emery!! Bryce thought to himself, as the very thought of standing in the very same room as his inspiration made him giddy. He turned to talk but the excitement instantly vanished because thanks to his amazing luck, he ended up standing right next to Aisha.

The universe, what games are you playing against me? Bryce let out a sigh which caught Aisha's attention. She just gave an annoying glance and stared up, as if to ask why was this happening to her.

Both of them turned away from each other and focused on what Dr Emery was saying. "... because as of today, you are no longer students, You are doctors."

Aisha turned towards Jackie and whispered. "Psst. Who is that?"

Jackie whipped her head towards Aisha's short build. "I don't know if you are joking or are serious."

Aisha's ears getting red was the only confirmation Jackie needed. Her jaw dropped and she was physically incapacitated, unable to speak before she finally managed to string together words.

"Seriously? Did you learn medicine in the woods or something?"

Aisha's eyes narrowed and Bryce just knew that if he didn't intervene Aisha would absolutely roast Jackie and her lineage.

So, in a low voice, he spoke up. "That's Harper Emery, the hospital's new chief." A smile made his way on his face as he continued to talk about her. "She's a total badass! World-famous head of neurosurgery before she got promoted."

He turned towards Jackie, smirking. "Guess she's just a scalpel jockey too, huh?"

Giving a Cheshire grin she responded. "She's the only scalpel jockey who deserves rights."

Aisha gave a stiff nod before turning back towards the Chief.

Someone is definitely a ray of sunshine. Bryce thought to himself. His conscience promptly snarked. Bold of you to assume that this isn't your fault.

Brain... Stop. as he shook his head to shake off the guilt that slowly swirled in his chest.

"More will be demanded of you that you've ever experienced. Some of you will buckle under the pressure. Some of you will quit. But some... some of you will thrive."

"Damn... She is so inspiring... I feel like I can do anything." Aisha whispered, her brown eyes sparkling with admiration.

"Well then, can I inspire you to pipe down? I'm trying to listen."

"Can I inspire you to get your ears checked, budhiya?" Jackie looked offended but you could see the glint of amusement and respect in her eyes.

"Girls, can this fight wait until after the speech?" Bryce muttered.

"This is not fighting. This is us bonding scalpel jockey. Get on the same page." Jackie whispered causing Aisha to smirk.

"I give up. But please for the love of everything good can we keep it on the low." He shot a pleading look and they managed to shut up.

"You've been entrusted with a sacred duty: the care and wellbeing of every man, woman and child who enters this hospital. Are you ready?"

The interns promptly burst into applause and they look around, sharing excited smiles with their new colleagues.

Harper Emery raised her hand, to silence the applause. "You'll be introduced to your senior residents tomorrow but for now, you'll be partnering up for your first patients. Your assignments are posted on the board. Good luck, doctors!!"

Bryce swaggered up to his board and searched for his name and found out that he was paired with a Samantha.

Wait for a second... that name sounds fami-

"You?" He swirled around towards the feminine sound and as soon as his eyes landed on her, the memories hit him.

Him running his hands through her hair whilst they kissed passionately against the door of her apartment. Her running her hands down his abs and pulling him by the loops of his belt. Both of them lost in the sensation of each other and Bryce still had the scratch marks on his back to remind him of the amazing night they had the previous day.

"Sam? I didn't know you worked here!!"

"Well fate is a funny thing, isn't it? So apparently we are partners?"

"Yap and we need to take our cases from the residents and be on our way. Are you ready?" Bryce asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

"I was born ready baby." Sam winked as she started pushing her way through the throng of interns and Bryce followed suit.

When they finally were free, Jackie showed up next to him followed by Aisha and another girl who had a striking resemblance to Chief Emery.

"See you later meathead."

"Try not to miss me too much." He winked before glancing towards Aisha. Their eyes met and she immediately looked the other way, chatting with her partner.

"It's a beautiful day to save lives. Let's have some fun, shall we?" Sam asked her eyes twinkling which just made Bryce smile.

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It was going good so far. He had been allotted two cases that day. One with a routine appendectomy and the second one being a benign tumour removal from the right lung. With a cool, calm collected mind, the two of them diagnosed the patients, raising eyebrows.

"Dr Lahela, what is the treatment plan?" Dr Tanaka, the head of cardiovascular surgery asked.

"Well we are administering her with tumour shrinking drugs like bromocriptine so that we could decrease the size and then after a couple of days we will take her for surgery."

Dr Tanaka gave a nod of appreciation. Sam turned and held the young patient's hand. "Miss, you are in good hands and if you have any more questions you can always ask for us."

"Thank you so much, Dr Anderson."

They stepped out of the room and Bryce shut the door behind them.

"Keep an eye on her and do checks every four hours. Good job." Dr Tanaka turned on his heels and only when he was out of earshot Sam fist-bumped Bryce.

"The surgical society is back at it again."

"God Sam that was awful." He groaned as he pulled his pen out to sign the charts.

"Well, that just means I need to keep thinking of names for the dynamic duo. See you later byeee."

He shook his head and gave the charts to the nurses' station before whistling down the confusing corridors of Edenbrook when suddenly he heard a thud sound from the nearby supply closet.

Must be a doctor who is not having a good day.

He stopped before the door, contemplating whether he should enter or leave but his instinct to help overpowered and he cracked open the door to see Aisha leaning heavily against the racks, her back towards him. Her shoulders were shaking and he could hear her heavy breathing.

He was about to leave unnoticed when Aisha’s voice wafted over to him. “get in or get out. Don’t hold it open.” She glanced towards the door and Bryce knew that he could kiss his unnoticed exit goodbye.

Oh boy. 

Oh? so we have a new character 👀 And um that really wasn't the reunion Bryce was looking forward to lol

And now the supply closet yikes yikes yikes okay now i will shut up heheheh

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[theouterbankpogues]

after sarah doesn’t invite kiara to her birthday party (a jj x kiara fic)

author : theouterbankpogues aka vi

fandom : jj x kie, jiara | outer banks on netflix

tags : the angst, the fluff, the hurt, the comfort y’know!!

warnings : none

i love writing for this ship bc it has a chokehold on me and i just... i’m so helpless lmao. i read this hc set by @lemon-patches​ (which you should definitely go and read bc it’s amazing and all the feelings) and it talked about how jj and ki were each other’s first kiss and no one else knows. this is basically how i imagine it happened. enjoy!! as always the validation feeds me so yeah if you like it pls share it and stuff (i love reading tags on reblogs so lmao do with that what u will). i imagine they are 15/16, about 6-8 months before s1 idk if that adds up but lol thats what i went with. sorry for any errors u may find xx

a little preview so u know what you’re getting into hehe: “They stood like that for a while, long and quiet breaths synced, arms entangled in waist and shoulders, hearts rhythmically beating, just enjoying the warmth of the best friend they dearly missed.”

Tears streamed down Kiara’s face. She knew that calling the cops was petty, she knew it was the worst of her manifesting itself, but tonight Ki couldn’t bring herself to care. She found herself toppling some books off of her bookshelf. She had always known that she wasn’t good enough for Sarah. The Sarah Cameron. God, she felt so stupid.

Another wave of regret coursed through her. The pit of her stomach hollowed when she re-remembered that she’d actually listened to her parents and decided to give her kook year a genuine try. She had distanced herself from the cut and the pogues, her best friends, the people that she could always count on, the people who always cared. She gave it all up for the superficial bullshit she knew would eventually fall apart.

That entire evening, the anger and regret approached her in harsh and unforgiving turns. She couldn’t escape her own thoughts, she was so mad at herself. She had let herself become vulnerable, given herself up for someone to use and dispose. She felt so weak. All she really wanted to do was fit in, to have a normal year where she wasn’t disappointing her parents, where she wasn’t out at unreasonable hours getting her friends out of messes, watching their string of luck grow thinner and thinner with every prank and practical joke. She was tired of being the middle between the kooks and pogues, she loved the latter and she could’t escape the part of her that was the former. She just wanted to resign to one side, she just wanted things to get easier. Kiara had decided to leave everything for some peace of mind, and now she knew she’d made a mistake. She hadn’t even checked in with John B, his dad was missing and she hadn’t even checked in with him. God, she felt so stupid. Her sobs overtook her as she sat at her bed.

She was so exhausted from the crying she could scream, it had been a few long hours. And Ki, in a moment of clarity, convinced herself that she was too strong for that. Even though she felt horrible, she reminded herself that she was too careful to let this anger get the best of her. Instead, she resorted to taking a few deep breaths and cleaning up the various books and stationary strewn across her bedroom floor as a remnant of her anger. What had happened had happened, she was just going to have to figure out how to cope on her own.

Yeah, I just have to figure it out on my own. I’ll be fine.

That’s when she heard it.

Thud.

Thud. Thud.

Thud.

‘What the-’

She realised that the sound was coming from her window. Stepping toward the side of her room facing the balcony, she realised that pebbles were currently being thrown at her window by a silhouette below it. She couldn’t tell who it was because the backdoor lights had been switched off for the night. It was well past midnight and her parents were soundly sleeping in the next room, she swore she would never forgive the person currently trying to break her window if they woke up. She didn’t want anyone to see her as the mess she was right now. So as quickly and as safely as Kiara could, she opened the balcony window, “What the actual— JJ? JJ is that you?” Kiara couldn’t really understand what was going on, she had stopped talking to the pogues months ago.

“Yeah, hey Ki! Come down!”

“What?”

“You heard me bro, get dressed and come down!”

After a curt nod, she went back into her room, changed out of her PJ’s into some joggers and a hoodie and found herself sneaking out the back door out of genuine curiosity. When she was outside, she realised that neither Pope nor John B were with JJ. Along with that, she realised that he had two boxes of pizza and some beer cans set down on the grass next to him.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“I was scrolling through Instagram, realised you weren’t at the party, thought you might need a pick me up,” He seemed to register her tired face and puffy eyes under the dim starlight because he continued, “guess I was right!”

And that’s how, twenty minutes later, JJ and Ki found themselves in a clearing near her house. They sat down opposite each other, the pizza boxes separating them.

“Got your favourite, double cheese, double pepperoni and half the jalapeño.”

Except for the occasional direction here and there, Ki had been quite their entire walk. She couldn’t really even process what was happening. How was JJ here? Why was he talking to her after she’d treated them him like shit the past few months? None of it made sense to her, least of all why this was all from JJ. With all of it perplexing her, the only thing she managed to say was, “You remembered.”

‘Yeah of course I did Ki, just because you stopped talking to us doesn’t mean we stopped caring about you. Come on, dig in, it’s getting cold.”

She didn’t know how to respond to him so she just followed him in picking up a slice from the box. Warm pizza , cold beer and melted cheese heavily complemented the gentle breeze that surrounded them. They fell into a comfortable silence as they ate.

“I’m so sorry.”

“I know Ki-”

“No, everything I did these past few months, the way I cut you guys off, the way I left y’all when you needed me I-”

“Ki we know-”

“God, I’ve been so stupid, I left you guys, like y’all were nothing, y’all needed me and I-”

“Ki, Ki-” Ki just continued, she felt horrible, “KIARA!” JJ saying her full name was so foreign to her, especially since he hadn’t even call her by her nickname these past few months, it undoubtably got her to stop talking.

“I know the pressure your parents put on you to start at that kook academy. Look we all know how hard it is for you to manage these two parts of your life. I know Ki, you don’t have to keep apologising, I know. We know! Why do you think we didn’t try to talk to you when you told us last summer? We want you to do what’s best for you Ki, you are better than us.” At that, Kiara got up and paced back and forth a few steps, remorse hitting her unbearably. 

“I’m not better than any of you. A part of me wanted to leave you all behind.”

JJ’s response was almost instantaneous, “I don’t blame you for it!”

“Well you should! I left you and Pope. I left John B for god’s sake. His dad is most probably dead and I wasn’t theRE.... I-I’m not there.”

At this point the tears had returned to her and she broke on her last word. Her voice wasn’t steady anymore. “I left all of you... I left you.”

JJ couldn’t stand hearing Ki like this, there’s nothing he hated more than having to let down his guard and get real. But JJ, when she said that, realised that this wasn’t about him. 

“Yeah Ki you did, but fuck that. We know you love us, we know that it was a difficult call! You have to forgive yourself. The reason I came tonight was to let you know that you have the people that care about you Ki.”

He stepped toward her and looked her right in the eye, Ki had never seen someone so determined with compassion before, “Whatever you do Ki - if you wanna go to the kook academy, if you wanna be friends with Sarah Cameron, if you wanna cry about how horribly she treated you, if you wanna listen to your parents and not talk to us, if you wanna leave the cut- we’re never not going to have your back. You’re a pogue. You’re our pogue! And if Sarah Cameron can’t see how kickass you are, she doesn’t deserve you and she never did. You got us Ki, we’re always right here. No matter what.”

And throughout all of that, he hadn’t stopped looking directly at her. She was enamoured to say the least, she couldn’t remember the last time JJ talked about something that real, let alone carry an entire conversation himself. Knowing her words wouldn’t suffice, she hugged him. She smelt the sea salt in his hair and pizza grease on his shirt and it was the epitome of comfort to her. JJ hugged her right back, it meant the world to him that he could make her feel at least a bit better. They stood like that for a while, long and quiet breaths synced, arms entangled in waist and shoulders, hearts rhythmically beating, just enjoying the warmth of the best friend they dearly missed. 

Before they could completely untangle from the other, Ki looked back at JJ, god, how did she get so lucky to have someone like him in her life? The air lightened around them as she looked at him, his eyes regained the mischievous glint they always had. It might’ve been because she was slightly tipsy, or because he was staring so intently at her, but for some reason, it felt right. There was no waiting or thinking, she rested her hands on either side of JJ’s face and kissed him. His lips were chapped and they tasted like beer but she loved it. A rush of adrenaline ran through her, it was new and exciting. 

When JJ processed her soft lips on his, and her hands caressing his face, he pulled back. Along with confusion and surprise, there was something in his eyes that Ki couldn’t recognise. But before she decided on asking him what it was about, he was already kissing her again. 

And this time there seemed to be nothing holding him back. His hands were wrapped around her waist, she was grabbing fistfuls of his hair in reciprocation. They knew that they would never be able to do it again so they just gave in. His hands travelled to the small of her back and her neck and she swore that she had never felt something more intoxicating. 

Ki had forgotten where they even were when they broke for air. They were both just breathing, eyes closed and foreheads touching, it was the closest thing to perfect the either of them had ever felt.

When they opened their eyes and looked back at one and other, they were surprised at how comfortable it felt. How... un-awkward, it oddly felt right. But they knew what the rules were, they knew that when Ki got home, they would never talk about it again, and they were fine with that too.

As they approached her doorstep, JJ couldn’t help himself but ask, “Was that your first-” “Yeah.” “Yeah, mine too.” “What?” Kie thought he was joking, JJ had flirted with every other tourist at the boneyard since they were like ten, “Mine, too.” He repeated. There was an honesty to his response that stopped Ki from asking any further. 

She hugged him again. “Thank you for this. I missed you.” He hugged her right back.

“I missed you too. When you come back to us, more beer will be waiting for you no questions asked, don’t ever doubt it.” With that, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead and left. 

Ki had a small smile playing on her lips; she had never felt lighter in her life. 

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[wayward-mikaelson]

His Little Sister--Part Two

Word Count: 2192

Requested By: @myinconnelly1​ She hyped it up for me and I am glad she did! The part where the Fan ask a questions was all her idea and I love it!

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Characters: Reader, Jared, Jensen, Richard Speight Jr, Misha, Alex, Rob Benedict, Fans, Cliff (Mentioned), Danneel Ackles (Mentioned). Ackles Twins (Mentioned).

About: Months have gone by and the Reader and Sam have successfully (and playfully) hidden their relationship from Jensen. But during a convention, the Reader and Sam don’t know that their soft conversation was heard by a fan who asks Jensen his thoughts about it in front of everyone.

Disclaimer: Language, Quickie (Unprotected--Don’t be silly wrap that willy), Angst, Fluff, Possible Pregnant Reader, 

Disclaimer 2: Any of the shorts that are hot and steamy, I want to put out there that it's in no way disrespectful towards Gen at all. I love her to death and respect that marriage between her and Jared. So when reading those shorts, know that it all takes place in an alternate world where they aren't married at all.

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I hold tight to the extra as he takes the fake blade out of themselves and stabs me with it. I pop the 'blood' capsule in my mouth and let it trickle out the corner of my mouth. I chuckle and take a step towards the fake cliff edge.

"Opheila, No!" Jared yells his line from a distance. I turn to him and give a smile smile before turning back to the extra.

"This is for Claire," I say my line in a wicked tone as the extra and I fall five feet into the giant air bag waiting for us below.

"Cut!" Rich yells from his chair. "Now that's what I call a wrap up!"

The extra and I roll off the bag. Jensen is waiting for me on the ground. "That was awesome," he says steadying me. I eye Jared off in the distance. He looks me up and down and winks at me before walking off. We have plans to meet up later.

Jared and I had been sleeping together for some months now. We had plans on telling my brother but, we kind of like the sneaking around. And since we were seeing each other secretly and having amazing hot sex, it made our characters chemistry on set better. Jensen and everyone just thought that it was amazing acting. So what everyone saw as Sam touching and or kissing Opheila, was actually Jared touching and or kissing me.

"So," Jensen and I walk back to the make up area so I can get this thick make up off my face. I feel like a part time clown and part time stripper. "What do you say we go out and celebrate tonight. It'll be me, you, Jared, maybe that chick Jared had talked to months ago, and that extra that keeps checking you out."

I choke on my water. "Jared says that chick," I say chick as smooth as I can. "wasn't what he's looking for. It wasn't going anywhere. Plus what extra?"

Jensen pulls me close to him and points to a dude all dressed up in black. "The demon that you killed before your fall with Claire's killer. He's been looking at you all freaking week and I've talked with him a few times. You might actually like him. Maybe get you back into the dating game."

I choke again. "We will see about that."

After I'm make up I free. I avoid my brother at all costs. I even avoid the journalist that have been hounding me for months. Ever since word had gotten out about my return to acting. every magazine and online news outlets wanted some part of me. And it wasn't because I was on Riverdale before it was because I am YN Ackles the little sister to Jensen.

I do a million double takes as I walk towards Jareds trailer. No one and I mean no one knew about us. We hid it that well. I get to his door when a voice stops me.

"Hey," it's Misha. "Tell that knuckle head it's on." He tosses an empty bottle of fart spray towards me. I barely catch it and realize it still has a smell.

"Oh God, "I make a face and throw it back Misha. "You're fucking gross, Misha." Misha dodges it and laughs as he walks away. The guys and their games and pranks. One of these days one of their pranks are going to back fire on them. Now that will be worth watching.

I walk into the trailer and once the door closes, Jared hands are pulling me away from the visible windows and pushing me up on the wall where no one can see us. "Took you long enough," His voice purrs into my ear as he unbuttons my shirt. I close my eyes and exhale. This is the best way to relax after a day like this.

"Sorry," I fumble with my belt and pants. "I was too busy loosing my brother on set." I finally get my belt off and pants undone. I push Jared back towards his bed, he's already working on his pants. I kick my pants off and throw my already unbuttoned shirt to the side. I walk up to Jared, whose now just in his boxers. His hard erection extremely visible. The throbbing and wetness in my core is screaming for it to be inside of me.

I push Jared onto his bed and straddle his lap. His cock poking me hard through our thin underwear. Jared reaches down between us and shoves not only his underwear off but mine as well. I lift myself up and slowly lower myself over his long, thick and throbbing cock. Jared groans and falls back onto the bed as I begin to move my hips up and down. He feels so good inside of me.

After a minute, Jared sits up and flips us over. He grabs my hands and pins them above my head and thrust deeper and faster inside of me. I bite my lip to keep myself from making a sound. A few small whimpers escape me. I kick my leg up and throw them around Jared waist to make sure he stays deep inside. Jared thrusts go from lightning fast to average and sloppy. He's close and I start to feel myself tighten hard around him.

I look into his eyes, "Don't pull out," I manage to get out in between thrusts and whimpers. With that, I feel Jared slam himself into me releasing everything he's got inside of me. I feel myself let go and arch myself into his chest. Jared slowly thrusts through both our orgasms.

"Wasn't my plan for it to be that short," Jared rolls over and pulls me to his chest. "Still amazing though." He kisses my head. "I love you YN."

"I love you, too, Jared," I take a deep breath until theres a knock on the trailer door.

***

A month as gone by and we are all back home. Jared and I are still seeing each other secretly. Jensen is doing interviews and such about this latest season of Supernatural. I have been contacted multiple time about bringing back my character on Riverdale. Today I gave the middle finger to them. They did me dirty by cutting me off from the show without telling me or let alone talking to me about it. I have a lot on my plate.

Dallas Con.

I walk out of the bathroom of my hotel room and see Jared sitting on the couch. His wringing his hands as he looks up at me. I hand him the stick in my hand. "This one says negative, but the one from last night for sure said positive."  My period was a week late. It's never late. It's always been on time. Until now. Six tests later four say I could be pregnant but the other two say I may not be.  

"We just keep testing," Jared sits it next to the other test I took from last night. "Until we know for sure."

"Babe," I sit next to him and take his hand. "Danneel needed a blood test with the twins after getting wonky test results like this. I'll call an OBGYN tomorrow and get in as soon as I can." I lean in and kiss him.  

"Okay," Jared smiles. "I trust you." He stands up and I stand up with him. "Should we head on down?"

Walking down the hotel hallway, Jared stops us and looks at me. "You know, I can actually see this whole thing being possible."

"That I can convince you to rip a condom off and have you cum inside me," I say. My mind is in the same place. "And to not pull out when a condom isn't in play." Those nights and days where Jared cums in me were always the best.

"Quite a few times, actually," Jared licks his lips which he knows is a dead ass turn on for me. "If we are pregnant, we will need to tell Jensen." Jared leans down to kiss me. "You'll be an amazing mom."  

The convention is a blast. We laugh and joke about our time on set. We even answer questions about Sam and Opheila. I don't think I have ever laughed that hard before. Everything was settling down and it was my cue to go off stage. As I am walking off I hear the next question. 

"This one is for Jensen," a fan says.

"Ha! Mine," Jensen playfully pushes Jared.

"How do you feel about YN being pregnant, becoming an uncle, and Jared being officially apart of the family?"

I spin around wondering if I heard that right. Jared chokes on his water. My brother's eyes widen. Rich and Rob both have their mouths hanging open. I feel the color drain from my face. I look back to see Misha and Alex staring too. The whole ball room is quite. I look back and lock eyes with Jared. How the hell did this fan know?

"What's that?" Jensen asks looking my way.

"How do you feel about your sister and Jared becoming parents?" the Fan asked again. This time there was something in her voice that knew that no one knew.

"Um," Jensen looks back at Jared. The look on his face was unreadable. "I'm still processing that. How do you feel, bro?" Jensen says bro with enough emphasis that makes me make my way to the water.

The rest of the panel is awkward. All questions were about Jared and I. Jensen's entire face is still unreadable that made me nervous. He has only been like this a few times before and it usually ends with him being pissed off.

When the panel is over Jensen walks up to me and takes my arm and pulls me out of the ballroom. Jared is following behind. Jensen takes us to a whole other part of the hotel. Before we know it we are in an empty room. Jensen lets go of my arm and spins around and rubs his face. Jared steps closer to me but I stop him. I don't know what my brother was thinking.

"You guys are sleeping together?" He exclaims making a face. "My little sister and best friend are having sex and a baby. How long has this been going on?"

Jared and I exchange looks. "November," I look back at Jensen who has risen is eyebrows higher than they normally go.

"Six months?!" He claims. "And you guys didn't tell me?! This hurts guys. What hurts more is I have to learn that you guys are having a baby. From a fan!"

Jensen rubs his face again. Jared pulls out his phone and looks at the both of us. "Uh, Cliff is looking for me. Wants me for mine and Misha's photo op."

"Go," Jensen and I say.

I sit on the ground and Jensen sits as well. "We aren't sure if I am pregnant or not. The tests are wonky. Kind of like Dee's were with the twins. And we meant to tell you but we got caught up in the fun of sneaking around." Jensen takes a deep breath and just stares at me. "I'm sorry Jay," I reach for his hand. "If it makes you happy or feel any better, no one else knew either."

"I can see it now," Jensen looks down at the ground and starts to pull at a piece of rug. "It was right in front of me the whole time but I was blind to it." He looks up at me. "So, will you be getting a blood test?"

I nod. "The only way to know for sure. And if I really am," I pat Jensen's hand. "You'll be a kick ass uncle."

"Damn right I will be."

By the end of the next week, Jared and I go public about our relationship and the news that by the new year the two of us will be introducing our first child into the world. A couple months later, Jared and I tie the knot in a very intimate ceremony that included just both our families and closest friends. Three days before Christmas, Jared and I welcome a little girl into the world. She is the most beautiful thing on the planet and watching my brother fall in love with her melts my heart.

By the time New Years Hit, Jared is home on break from filming. We rent out a small apartment on the outskirts of Austin. I had a few more weeks before I was cleared to go back. Jared leads me to our apartment balcony the view is absolutely breath taking. Even at night. Jared pulls me close to him and kisses me gently as fireworks were set off in the distance. "Happy New Years, Mrs. Padalecki."

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[chiradipdakshi]

Novel: 3 On 1

Author: Chiradip Dakshi

Chapter 1: The Unknown Girl

Genre: College, Slice of Life, Romance, Comedy, Fiction

[ The bell rings]

"Fuck off! I will sure make sure this clock is thrown out in the trash. It's unbearable."

Oh, the story started? Sorry about that. Hello, I am Johnny Western. I'm nineteen years old teen guy. I didn't have much for a hobby. The only hobby I have is basketball. I used to go running about five kilometres daily, but today, I am too late to go for running. It has been about three months since I graduated from Sylvia high, a local renowned high school in the city of Toronto. My family lives in New York City but I had to transfer to Toronto due to the school. It us embarrassing to say, but all girls in my high school were fan of me. Today's is my first day of college. I had no talents for science so I picked up to study Archaeology since I knew taking this subject will help me to go around different parts of the world. When I was in twelfth grade, I used to see travelling videos and it inspired me that I should also go to see the world.

It was a nice weather outside. Birds chirping all over the garden, green everywhere although there was a broad road going across the middle of the society. We had a garden at the back of my house. Actually, my parents had me rented a house near the college I would be visiting. The house was purely white with a garage at the front, a swimming pool at the back. I had a dream to become a YouTuber, so I made a separate studio for me in the first floor. The theme was for gaming. The reason I woke up late was because I went sleeping late because of a live stream, Ha-ha. So, coming to my morning routine. Specifically, nothing, just a shower before college, a bowl of corn flakes with milk. I heavy breakfast light because I heard that there is a short break after having two consecutive lectures. So, I'm late. See you at the college.

[Meanwhile, Arthur running.]

Hello I'm Arthur Rowland. Nice to meet you. I'm eighteen. My hobby is painting. I barely go outside unless my friends ask me out. A little shy. Prefer not to speak, unless necessary. So, after running about three kilometres, I go to the convenience store and take some necessary groceries for the day which includes bread, some instant ramen, and some vegetables. Alright, coming to my extraordinary personalities. Since I was in the second last year of my high school, I had a knack towards photography. So, I joined the photography club of our high school. If you think that what's the use of photography club in high school, then I must tell you the answer. Fortunately, we work with the newspaper club and send them the necessary photographs they need for a particular article and for that they used to share thirty percent of the total budget they get for the year since the budget for the photography club was the lowest of all the clubs in the high school. Beside this, school student council used to ask us out during any fest or any event in the school. And for that we get a fixed amount of money. And I am proud that I was the president of our photography club. But now all things have changed. Now is the time for us to go to a college. So, I'll be joining the same college as Johnny, whom you all heard before. I will be taking arts in the college since this could help me to carry forward my dream of becoming a photographer. Like we said, we are besties. Hehe!

[The phone rings]

"Yes coming!" Arthur shouted.

"Hello! Oh, it's you Johnny! Long-time no call bro. How have you been?"

"Yeah bro, I'm fine. See, we are going to the same college. So, I think we should join the same club. So, choose accordingly" Johnny from the other side.

"Ye... Yeah bro! Of course, if we get so."

Finding a trembling voice over the phone, Johnny got disgusted. " Hey, hey, hey! What you mean by probably? We definitely be joining the same club. By the way where are you now?"

"What's the time?"

"It's nine."

"Oh, fuck man! We're gonna be late bro? I haven't even entered my house yet. The college is from ten. Uuggggh! " Arthur shouted suddenly in between the public.

"Huh! That's why I tell you, be punctual. See I am ready. Just left to have my breakfast. " Johnny with pride.

"Tell me, have to gone running today?"

"Y...ye...Yes! Of course, I've gone."

"Stop lying bro!"

"Heh. You surely see through me all the time. Have you call the other idiot? "

"Who? Tom?"

"Yeah!"

"No. But don't worry. He'll just be alright."

[Meanwhile, Tom sneezes.]

Hello, I'm Tom Henderson, age same as Johnny, meaning Arthur is the youngest among us three. I like experimenting pranks over the other two. I never wasted their weekends without pulling pranks on them. I didn't listen to them. I have a good quality. I always break a serious mood of my friends. And Arthur and Johnny would accept me as they knew that I was only guy who helped them to understand that however may be the reason, we shouldn't let ourselves down and step back from the important days of our lives.

"Who the hell is talking about me?' said Tom after sneezing.

[Phone rings]

"Where are you?" Arthur called.

"In my house. But why? Anything bad happened?"

"Nothing bad but it's worst. We are late for school, man"

"What's the time?" Tom asked curiously.

"Fifteen minutes to start"

"Damn, man! I'm late." Tom keeps the phone in the bag and smiles for a second.

Arthur took the metro and boarded off at 1459 London Road. Then he kept running as fast as he could as it was almost three minutes remaining to enter the campus. On the last minute, Johnny entered. "Ooof...at last we managed" Arthur while relaxing. "But wait, hasn't Tom been here yet?

[From their back]

"Greetings, my friend! Long time no see! How have you all been?" Tom surprises both of them. "I thought you are late since you told me that you were late." "I lied" Tom after smiling. "You damn brat" Johnny got angry. "I'm sorry bro" Tom rubbing the hand at the back of the head. "My family members are all thin even if they eat all the junk food, even me too" Tom after smiling. "Why are we exercising Johnny? Is it that necessary? I'm envious of Tom's physique" Arthur with his crying face.

"Hey, we are late, run!" They started running along the corridors as fast as they could. They decided to enter through the second door, the back of the auditorium where the freshers meeting will be held.

[An unknown girl came running blindly from the front door and got crashed with the three boys]

"Ow! S...Sorry! I wasn't looking" the girl said.

"Don't worry! We weren't looking, so it was our fault too. We should apologize."

When the girl raised his head, something happened at her heart. It felt like she got her future prince. Normally, a girl gets only one prince but here is the story of a girl fascinated by the three boys. The girl blushed out and ran away. The last thing went over the boys' head.4

"What was that?" Johnny asked.

"I don't know."

And the three of them stared at the empty corridor with the girl running out. What will happen in the story? How will the girl react if they meet them again? Find out as the story continues.

                                  ***

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

Overhaul and reader from 1-A (part 2)

I FUCKING TOLD YOU ALL I WAS GOING TO OUT THIS IN HERE. TOOK LONGER THAN EXPECTED? HELL YEAH BUT IS HERE.

You played with the card in your fingers nervously as you numbly stared at it.

A loud bang on the door made you yelp and almost throw the card away.

"HEY FUCKING DUMBASS CLASS IS ABOUT TO FUCKING START GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!" Bakugou yelled from the other side as he banged furiously on your door.

"Geez Bakugou come on you sound like a police officer going to arrest (Y/N)!" Said Mina as she probably wss trying to stiffle her laughter.

"Come on bro mister Aizawa said only to call her, not to explode her door." Said Kirishima as he probably was trying his nmbest to calm the blonde down as you heard Kaminari and Sero laughter.

You stared at your door and giggled nervously before opening it, and just in time Bakugou mumbled a 'fucking finally' as he stormed his way out.

"What was that?" You asked looking at Mina who only smirked as Kirishima started to lead you to class.

"Mister Aizawa called us to bring you to him. Said he wanted to talk with you."

"Oooh! What have you done for that (Y/N)?" Asked Mina teasingly while you only rolled your eyes.

You looked at the watch and noticed it was already eleven p.m and you wondered how your tired teacher was still up...

Fucking insonia (Y/N)

But then your heart seemed to stop along with your whole blood system at remembering his voice echoing in the back of your head.

You only had one hour to contact them...

"A-ah... actually I need to... u-uh..." you twirled around, which made the baku squad look at you in wonder.

"I-I need to call my... m-my parents! They said they were worried about me sleeping on the school grounds, so c-can you please tell Aizawa-sensei if I can talk with him tommorow instead?" They looked at you before changing glances at each other, finally they smiled, showing their understatement.

You thanked them and runned to your room, locking the door as you desperately picked your phone and tiped the numbers with trembling fingers.

The phone ranged for a few seconds and you felt a knot forming in your throat when someone finally picked up, a raspy voice.

"What's your deal?"

"I-I-I... U-uh..." what was his name again?

"Are you fucking joking? Whoever is the little punk calling to make a prank I WiLL KiLL IT For MakiNg JoKes On ThE YakUsa-!" You flinched at the shout coming from your phone as you putted away from your ear's sake.

"I-I-! Sorry! Sorry! It just that s-someone gave me this phone a-and he asked for me to call it since he was the boss o-or something! O-Overhaul I-I guess? I'm sorry!"

The voice quieted down as he calmly asked for you to wait a moment.

What a sudden change of humor...

"Why, isn't this interesting?" The familiar voice spoked through the call, which made you shiver at hearing the stranger vouce again and so close to your ear.

"You let for calling me on the last minute." He paused, emiting a sound that reminded you of a scoff "Not very much pontual, right? We will need to correct that..."

"I-I didn't even say what is my decision." You spoke while rubbing your sweaty palms on your bed.

"Is that so? You have literally 15 minutes to tell me dear student." The voice spoked in false amusement.

Your silence was a signal for him to start making what he did best.

Manipulating.

"Aren't you tired of this? Being classified by numbers and strenght of your quirks between, dare I say, colleagues? And imagine if you do end up as a hero. Everyone who you study with will challenge and compete against each other to surpass the tittle of being number one or to at least have a good ranking..."

You thought for a moment... he wasn't lying, how many times did you caught Bakugou fighting with Midoriya about being better than him?

"Judging by your silence I was correct." He sounded even pleased at his accomplishment.

"You're quite the smug type aren't you Overhaul?" You said, sounding a bit more irritated then pretended.

"And you are quite the interrogator one in here..." he said in mockness.

"Seriously, there's so many people you can try to recruit, why a student of a hero course even caught your attention? Aren't you a villain?"

"Are you deaf by any chance? Or just has a serious problem on your earring?" He sighed, clearly already not with just as much pacience he had before "I saw this ridiculous sport festival in your sick school, and saw the potential you carry. Why put yourself under trash when you can be under someone who is looking for a cure for this sick world filled with the hero syndrome? Let me be your leader and tutor, and I can show you how explendid and valuable you can be for the yakusa."

Silence between you two was implanted, although you could feel the beating of your heart pouding in your ears.

"And if I say n-no?"

"Ever heard of what the yakusa is capable of? We have our own methods to get what we desire... And I'm sure you wouldn't want any of your close friends or even family to get hurt now would you?"

You froze, how can this man be so cruel..?

"Not to sound too annoying and rude now, but you have only one minute to tell me your answer U.A student... your time is ticking."

"W-What?!"

"Ah. Actually, you have now ten seconds before I send my subordinates to take care of your loved ones. Ten."

"N-No wait! Please!"

"Nine."

"Please don't do this!"

"Eight. Seven."

"You can't be serious please! They don't have anything with this!"

"Six. Five. Four..."

"Overhaul!"

"Three. Two..."

"OK I WILL JOIN YOU JUST OLEASE DONT DO THIS!" you cried, gripping tightly on your cellphone as your tears fell on the sheets of your bed.

"Wonderful. Tommorow some papers will be delivered at your dorm. You will get out of U.A and follow a man called Chronostasis. He will lead you to where you will be living now."

You hummed, still trying to contain your sobs

Why you of all people..?

"Pleasure doing bussines with you (Y/N). I look forward to see you tomorrow pn the evening." He said coldly before finishing the call.

You layed on your stomach, crying your eyes out in your pillow, dreading the way your life would drastically change after tommorow.

~

"WHAT?! WHY?!" The deku squad yelled, except Todoroki who only carried a woried look, after you delivered the news of you changing suddenly the school.

"M-My parents asked me to do it.. Not enough money in my house so I will have to helo them..."

Ochaco seemed even more hurt at these words, as she bringed you to a crushing hug, accidentally using her quirk on you and making you float a little.

"(Y/N)-chan! Please let us talk with them!" Said Midoriya, bot even a bit shy but instead with confidence and determination on his eyes "I'm sure if we talk to them they will see how this is inportant for you!" Tsuyu nodded with a 'kero'at the green haired boy words.

"Yes, I'm sure they would understand. You worked hard to be on the hero course of U.A after all!" Iida said moving his hands dramatically.

"They don't have the right to order something like that." Said sternly Todoroki placing a hand on your shoulder bringing you down to the ground as Uraraka apologized.

"Guys... Thanks for this, but trust me, its for the be-"

"(Y/N)." Called a man with white hair and white hoddie aproaching.

"Chronostasis. Let's go." He whispered close to you, making you shiver in fear.

"(Y/N)-chan? Who is that?" Midoriya approached, placing a protective hand on your shoulder as he stared up at the unknown man.

Chrono merely glared down at the green boy as he lied.

"Not that it is your bussines anyway. But I'm their sibbling. Now, dont you all have classes to go or something?"

"(Y/N) is that true?" Asked Uraraka worriedly as Iida mention to her as if making the same question.

"You never told us you had a older brother." Todoroki murmured.

"Personal life out of the school, congrats for only noticing that now. Now let's go." Said clearly irritated Chrono as you sighed sadly and sayed your good byes to them.

Midoya continue to stare thhe pare until they left the school grounds and left the gates with a sick feeling on his stomach.

Something wasn't right...

~

You got out of the car and nervously followed the man through the house.

"Made a good job on not giving them much information. Overhaul will appreciate that." The man said oppening one door for you to enter.

You took a couple of steps and your heart seemed to have vrashed in a billions pisses as your soul threatened to leave your body in fear as you saw the man which you were fearing ever since the moment you locked gazes with him.

"Glad to see you again... my protege." Said coldly Overhaul, sitting in his couch, motioning for you to sit in front of him and a table where it was leaved a white plague mask.

"Welcome to the Shie Hassaikai."

It took me three days... FINALLY HERE.

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #325

tired of seeing me in the survey tag yet? lmao me too

Would you date someone who’s shorter than you? I have absolutely never understood why there would be any correlation between someone's height and whether or not you would date the person because of it. What, do you think the person has any control over that? So basically, yes, I would, without a second thought. Have you ever fallen in love on the Internet? "Fallen in love," no. I had to meet Sara first to see how we meshed in the same environment. Have you ever had a crush on your best friend’s sweetie? Yes, hence the Joel mess. Have you ever had a controlling boyfriend? No. Good luck getting me to date someone like that. Can guys be sluts? Who the fuck cares so long as the person is safe and open with their partner. Ever had a crush on your best girlfriend? Twice now, haha. Would you ever kiss someone who’s taken? No, I'm not that kind of person. Do you mind being the third wheel? I don't care, really, so long as my friend doesn't totally ignore me. I very much enjoy seeing people in love. Has a kiss ever made you weak in the knees? Yes. Have you ever been in a love triangle? No, and I absolutely would not if I was aware. You pick me or you leave me alone. Do you feel comfortable buying condoms? I've never had to, but I'd probably feel a hint of awkwardness. Have you ever run into your ex with his/her new partner? No, and the only case where that would be a problem would be with Jason. I know in my heart I would feel at least some hatred towards her. Have you ever felt guilty after doing something sexual? Yep, when I was first actually getting truly sexual and felt like I was betraying my "abstinence." Would you stay friends with your sweetie’s friends if you broke up? I'm still friends with Jacob, mine and Jason's former roommate and his then-close friend. So yeah. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? I hope more than words can explicate that I have a stable job that I love, my driver's license, and my own place with a long-term partner, since I think living alone would be very detrimental to me. I also hope I have much better control over my social anxiety. Oh, and can I PLEASE be fit again? What was the last thing you bought for less than a dollar? No idea. Who was the last person in your bed? My niece Aria was sitting on it with me. I miss Misty's kids. Do you have a nice phone? Not particularly, but it does the job. Is Marilyn Manson creepy or cool? I find him creepy in a cool way, haha. Well, at least aesthetically. With his recent sexual assault (or abuse? idr) allegations however, I don't know how I feel about him because I don't know the facts. I really should actually read up about it. Regardless, I love his music; he's one of my favorite musical artists. Do you like talking to strangers? Depends on my mood and the person. Do you have OCD? Yes. Are you clumsy or graceful? I'm clumsy as all getout. Have you ever ran into a door because you didn’t know it was closed? Haha, no. Have you ever woke up and didn’t know where you were? After my cyst removal surgery, I was confused for a moment or so. Do you own a Wii? Yep. Do you like to talk about yourself? Depends on with whom, the subject, and my mood. Has anyone ever called you conceited? No; I'm very much on the other end of the spectrum. Tattoos or piercings? I love both, but tats win. Have you ever had ants ruin your picnic? I’ve never had a picnic. At least that I remember. What’s the last gross movie/show/video you saw? Recently, I watched The Dark Den dissect his recently-deceased tarantula to figure out why she died. It was serious impaction, and it was disgusting. Would you rather live in a huuuge house or a little cozy one? A lil cozy one! Not TOO small, though. I'd feel claustrophobic. Have you ever blow dried something other then your hair? Maybe? What is your favorite piece of equipment at gyms? Treadmills. Do you have a tutor for anything? No. Does your sibling(s) have braces? My older sister did for a little while. Did you tell your last girlfriend/boyfriend that you love them? Yes. What was the last thing your parents got mad at you for? Apparently I somehow forgot to wipe crumbs off the kitchen counter. Have you ever had a bathing suit fall off of you while swimming? Not a suit, no, but when I wore bikinis and I jumped into the pool, it's happened before where my top would go up. I'd obviously fix it super quick. Do your pets have favorites? I'm absolutely Roman's favorite, but he loves Mom, too. I'm the only one who interacts with Venus. What’s the longest you’ve ever liked someone without telling them? A very long time. I had a big crush on Girt my freshman year, and some time after Jason, my crush for him came back, but he didn't ask me out until years later. Turns out we'd been friends just too long and the relationship felt too weird for me, so I broke up with him after I think... four months or so? We're still great friends. That's my bro. Did you prank anyone on April Fool’s Day? I never do anymore. I don't like pranks. What’s the sweetest thing a gf/bf can do to get you to forgive them? Changed behavior. Do you dislike when surveys ask to describe your underwear? Well, I'm almost always in my pajamas, sooo I generally don't even have any at that moment. Did you check to see how much fat/calories was in the last thing you ate? No. If the last person you kissed gave you roses, what would you do? Blush and thank her. Anything happened lately that you never expected to? "Never?" No. Are you the person you thought you’d be when you were younger? I'm a massive disappointment and embarrassment to that little girl. Are you a confrontational person, or the peacekeeper? I am absolutely a peacekeeper. I avoid confrontation like the plague. The last time you did something with BOTH of your parents was? They've been divorced since I was I think 17 and I am now 25, so... Do you like pumpkin pie? Absolutely not. Do you believe in any conspiracies? I am 100% sold on that the government had some involvement in 9/11. Look into the evidence - there is an overwhelming amount. There are others that I consider as possible, but no others do I absolutely believe. I'm around 50/50 on the simulation theory. Do you have a little sister? What’s her name? Yeah, Nicole. Have you ever changed yourself to impress someone? Who? Nah. Who was the last person you gave up on? Why did you give up on them? Colleen. We simply butted heads way too much, and she just had this volatile meanness towards others I couldn't watch anymore. What was the last thing you printed? Is there even ink in your printer? Probably a paper for when I was in school. I don't know if our printer does. Have you ever gotten your nails done? Or do you get them done regularly? Yeah, with Colleen and then another time with my sisters. It was really just to hang with them, though. It's not something I'm interested in. Have you been outside yet today? What were you doing? Nope. When was the last time you got a new bed? Is your bed comfy? Not since I was an older teen did I get Mom's bed, but it wasn't new. This was actually her parents' bed, too. Well I mean, the mattress obviously isn't that old, but the bed itself is pretty ancient. It's comfy enough. Do you remember the first time you ever drove a car? Who were you with? Yes: on the dead-end road that led to our old house. I was with Mom obviously and probably my sister, since I think I did it on the way home from school. Do any of your friends drink excess amounts of alcohol? Do you? Not to my knowledge. I definitely don't. Have you ever been in handcuffs? Why, exactly? Yes, because it's mandatory when being transported to a mental hospital. What’s your favorite thing to do when drunk? Would you do this sober? Never been drunk before. When was the last time you bled? What happened? Well it's my time of the month, so. Are you a fan of dogs? Do you have any pets? I love dogs, but don't currently have one as a pet. Mom's looking intently. How often do you bathe? I'm going to be completely transparent and say not as much as I should. Doing my hair is fine, but moving all around, bending and propping my legs up exhausts my legs so much that I avoid showers as long as I can take it or until I have to go somewhere. I want strength back in my body. So. Badly. Do you have any tattoos? What, where and why? I have six that I'm not all explaining, but locations: right upper arm, right inner wrist, left inner forearm, left upper arm, right collarbone, left breast. What do you wear to bed at home? Pajama pants and a tank top. What do you wear to bed when you're somewhere else? Pj pants, tank top, and usually a bra, depending on where I'm at and with who. Do you have any phobias? What? Why do you think you have this/them? I have a lot, but I'll discuss my strangest/strongest: pregnancy, maggots, parasites, and whale sharks. Pregnancy would be because a fetus is technically parasitic, and, to cover that topic, I'm just generally terrified of anything living in MY body. I also find it absolutely disgusting to see a baby move from the outside. I will actually scream if I see this, and that is not an exaggeration. I'm afraid of maggots (larva in general, really) because I think they're just disgusting, and I once brought something in from outside and put it in my dresser (idr why), and one day I opened it and reached in for something just to find lots of little larva squirming around. That's when it started. Now, whale sharks: it's literally because of World of Warcraft, hahaha. There's an underwater zone in the game where they roam as boss enemies, and their mouths look so weird and are actually a bit toothy. Irl, they just have mouths that are just way too big for my comfort. I know they're entirely harmless, but still. If you could ask God (to atheists - IF there was one) one question, what? "Why." Why so much evil, pain, and unfairness. Briefly describe your family. Kinda broken, but still loving and try to stay close. Big "ohana" mood: everyone's loyalty is endless. Where do you stand on the death penalty? For it in extreme cases. Where do you stand on wearing fur? Disgusting and horribly morbid unless for survival purposes in cold climates. Could you kill somebody? In self-defense, yes. What are your political beliefs (anarchy, communism, democracy etc.)? I just say I'm Independent. My beliefs stretch over so many titles; plus, I'm not very educated on all types and what they entail. What, if anything, WOULD you sacrifice your life for? To save those I love most. How would your ideal partner look? *shoves picture of Mark Fischbach in ur face* Would you ever have an affair? Nope. I'm telling you: pick me or leave me be. I'm not a side-chick. Would you ever have a one night stand? Also no. What one thing would you change in this world (free Tibet, abolish Sweden)? Honestly... probably abolish all militaries. I do not in the least support war, and it's just... sad to know countries stand ready to kill the moment they "need" to. Distrust seems to make the world go 'round. Sure, a country may try to rebuild them in secrecy, but that's a preeeetty big thing to succeed in keeping under wraps. "But what if a terrorist or something rises?" I'm quite sure we could handle that without an full-on army. Maybe I'm not well-informed on this topic, but I've just never supported military presence. I WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR AS DAY, I have endless respect for veterans and aspiring soldiers, because I DO understand the mentality of wanting to protect your home, but yeah. I just wish it wasn't a thing. Would you ever choose a career or job where your life was at risk? Nope. Do you have any famous relatives? Ancestors, yes, and I have a distant cousin who wrote a fantastic book, if that counts. Are you a loyal member of any organizations? No. Desired weight: At MOST 140. :/ I'd like to be closer to 120, but I'll take 140. What are your opinions on marijuana legalization? Legalize it, but treat it similarly to alcohol, like prohibiting driving high, obviously. What do you think about tipping at restaurants? Tip a minimum, and THEN increase according to service quality. Are you addicted to anything? Soda. Would you ever get back together with any of your exes? Yes. Never mind what gender you ARE, what gender do you WANT to be? I'm a female and content with that. Do you ever feel ashamed revealing your age? Yes, considering how behind I am in just being an adult. What does your parents call you? Generally just "Britt." Mom occasionally still calls me "Twinkie." ;-; Has anyone ever threatened you with a knife? Wow, no. Do you ever watch The Simpsons? No. What’s the last thing to make you scream? Truly scream, a mix of depression and anger. I screamed into my pillow. Do you play games with boys/girls, like ‘hard to get’? I'm an adult. I'm a tease in some romantic situations, but "hard to get" is definitely the wrong term.

#survey #surveys #questions

[norixprincess]

Blacked Out Part 2

Characters: Park Jinyoung (Got7), Lim Yuna (OC), Lim Jaebum, got7

Rated: 18+

Part 2 / ???

First | Second | Third 

Yuna was at her desk cursing herself for not getting his name. He was right there and she once again didn't get to say or ask the things she wanted to. After she had saw him earlier he smiled at her "You need to be more careful," he said as he started walking away "Wait! You...what are you doing here?" He stopped and turned to her, raising a brow "I...work here? And I assume you work here as well?" Yuna nodded.

"Accounting..."

"Marketing." 

He was about to turn away again "Wait I have to ask you some things!"

"You can ask me later, I have a meeting to get to," He walked away, waving his hand back at her. Yuna sighed in defeat.

"Ugh I'm so stupid" She buried her face in her hands when her desk neighbor popped her head in "What's up?"

"Nothing, Sohee-ah don't worry about it,"

"Psh you never tell me anything, we need to have a girls night, let's go out Friday night! I heard there's a club bringing in a famous DJ, DJ...um...mash-mallow?"

"Marshmallow,"

"Right! So you heard about it?"

"Yeah, my brother has been bragging about how he booked him all month,"

"Your brother booked him?"

Yuna nodded "My brother runs that club," 

"Oh. My. God." Sohee gave a grin "Can you get me in for free...and maybe free drinks too?" Yuna rolled her eyes, everyone she ever tells always ask the same thing "No, ladies night is Wednesday night's, you want to go for free, then go then," 

"Aww come one, I thought we were close..." 

"If I do this for everyone then my brother is going to be the one who get's hurt by it and lose money, not me, the entry fee isn't even that expensive,"

Sohee pouted and sunk back into her seat "fine fine, you're right, sorry I asked," 

-----

the work day was over Yuna stayed by the building entrance hoping to catch the guy "from marketing" again. She smiled when she saw him and quickly made her way over to him "Hey! So do you have time to finally start answering questions for me?" He looked annoyed and glanced at his watch "I have an appointment with someone soon, maybe another time," Yuna grabbed his arm "Are you avoiding me or something?" Jinyoung sighed and pulled his arm away "I have an appointment, I'm not going to cancel it for you, now if you'd excuse me..." He, once again, walked away and Yuna let out another heavy sigh when another co-worker of hers came up to her "Oh my god, were you just talking to Jinyoung?"

"Jinyoung?"

"Yeah! That's Park Jinyoung, he's the head of the marketing team, he's so hot~" 

"Yeeun, you know him?"

"Yeah but he doesn't know me, a lot of girls here are head over heels for him,"

"Well I'm not, he's irritating..."

The two women began walking out of the building, making their way to parking lot "Why? Did he do something?"

"I need to ask him something important, but he keeps avoiding me..."

"Oh girl, don't worry about it, he's always busy no one ever has a chance to speak to him unless it's about business..."

"Tch, well I'm going to make sure he can't avoid me, I will keep pestering him till he gives me answers..." 

Yeeun laughed at her statement "Good luck with that, he's hard to get through to, not to mention he's pretty straight forward, so he'll probably throw some insults if he needs to," Yuna shrugged "I can take an insult...anyway see you tomorrow, drive safe," Yuna smiled and waved at Yeeun "You too!" the two separated and got into their cars.

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In another car there was a man watching the two ladies talk, his finger tapping on the steering wheel, eyes focused on Yuna. When Yuna pulled out in her car he started following her. He kept a good distance from her car as to not catch her attention. He watched her pull into the lot of a chicken restaurant. He parked his car as well and waited for her there as she was oblivious to his presence.

Yuna grinned as she saw her old friend waiting at a table with some food already ordered, she sat across from him "Hey Mark, thanks for ordering already, I'm starving!"

"Who said this was for you, this is all mine, go get your own," He made a face at her and she rolled her eyes before grabbing a drumstick, taking a bite from it "How was work? Oh wait right, you don't work you game," 

"Hey hey hey! I'm a professional gamer! I'm making good bank, you're just jealous," 

"Mark-oppa, I-....okay maybe only a little, but you'll never meet a cute girl that way," 

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm surrounded by cute girl," He grinned, giving her a wink. Once again, Yuna rolled her eyes.

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"You're going to be 26 this year, I've been letting you do as you wanted up until now, you studied what you wanted got the job you wanted you could at least do as we say and get married already,"

"Father...please I will get married but I'm still young and I'm not ready for it, just wait-"

"Wait until when? You're our only son, you don't like any of the girls we've been setting you up with, you'll never get married at this rate!"

"Mother, I'm not trying to disappoint you, of course I don't like any of those girls! They're all stuck up and full of themselves, do you get that they only care about what's in my pocket?"

"So what? All girls are like that! They need a man to support them!"

"No, you're wrong, the girls who think like that just care about being lazy and leeching off of men, I don't want a woman like that, and then they have the guts to go and have affairs as well while leeching off the one they married,"

"Jinyoung!" The woman shifted in her seat glancing over at her husband "That's right mom, I'm talking about you, every time dad leaves on a business trip you bring a young guy home or you go and fuck the CEO of C&F Hotel,"

"You what?" The man glared at his wife, "Ah Honey! He's just saying things to upset us! He saw me get picked up in his car for a dinner with him and his wife, Jinyoungie probably just misunderstood, right sweetie?" The woman desperately looked over at her son. Jinyoung rolled his eyes and got up from the dining table "All I'm saying is, you only care about your reputation and money, that's why you married off Sooyoung against her will, you know she's not happy at all right? Every time she visits me she ends up crying,"

"That girl, she visits you and doesn't even visit her own parents?"

"Mom it's because you brush her off every time she tells you about how she's suffering, you don't care about her, and every time she sees you all you do is nag and ask her to buy you things with her husbands money! She would rather stay at home and get beat up by him than see you guys,"

"That girl is just being whiny, all she does ever since she was young is complain, she probably did something for her husband to hit her,"

Jinyoung bit down his lip, clenching his fist as he held himself back from going off "Whatever, I'm done here, I'm going home," He left immediately, slamming the door shut behind him as he got into his car. He sped down the road back home, every time he visited his parents he would leave full of rage. Jinyoung was the son of a wealthy family who ran a successful hotel and resort business, they had locations all over Asia. Jinyoung never felt happy around his parents, he was close with his uncles and aunts who were much kinder and taught him everything he knew. His parents barely raised him and his younger sister, Sooyoung, they were both raised by nannies. Jinyoung was supposed to be the heir of the family business but he managed to convince his parents to allow to follow his own career path.

Well, he more like threatened them than convinced them. But that's not important. 

Jinyoung arrived back to his apartment, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge as he loosened his tie. "I should probably stop going back there," He sighed to himself after drinking from the bottle. He set himself down on the sofa, and undid the top three buttons of his shirt before resting his head back against the sofa closing his eyes. 

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Jinyoung stepped out of the elevator, about to make his way to his office when he noticed a group of people grouped up by the wall. "What's going on?" A young woman looked up at him "Someone posted all these pictures of one of the accountants here..." Jinyoung pushed through everyone.

"Yooo bro she's banging, think I can get her to hook up with me?"

Jinyoung stared at the pictures, they were images of the girl he ran into the previous day. Shots of her stripping off her clothes. Jinyoung clenched his fists "I call dibs man, I'm hitting her up after work," Jinyoung closed his eyes, resisting the urge to punch the man "You're all disgusting, she's not an object, these photos were clearly taken without her permission," he began to rip off the photo's from the wall and crumble them up "I don't know who did this, but this is a crime, and if I find out who did it I'll make sure to have my with them before I turn them in, seriously you're all god damn adults grow up and have some respect." 

Jinyoung tossed the images into the trash "if these images are not all gone within the next two hours I will report all of you as accomplices for sexual harassment," he left the group of people and made his way to his office. Jinyoung hated people who did stupid pranks like this. It was childish, and evil. He hated that these people were so ready to completely ruin someone's life just for their own pleasure. He's seen it happen too many times. He already knew of the girl they took photos of as well. He knew when she first started working there were rumors going around about her and how some were jealous.

That night he went to the party he saw someone slipping something into her drink, he couldn't see their face but Jinyoung stayed quickly swooped in between her and the man acting as if he was a close friend "Hey! I've been looking for you all night, glad you could make it, come with me my sister wants to meet you," He grinned at her and she blinked in confusion. He gently placed a hand at her lower back and led her out of the crowd, having her sit on the sofa, handing her a glass of water "You feeling okay? I'll take you home..."

The girl squinted "I thi-think I'm dwunk," she looked as if she was about to doze off, Jinyoung stood up and helped her up, supporting her as they walked out "I'll take you home, where do you live?" she responded but her speech was slurred "fuck...okay I'll take you back to my place then," he helped her into the passenger seat where she soon passed out. Once they arrived at his place he carried her up and set her down on his bed, keeping her on her side in case she threw up. He constantly checked on her that night to make sure she was breathing and that she was okay. He had called a family friend, a doctor, to come over and check on her as well. The doctor assured him that she was fine and to just make sure she drank water. 

And that's what he had done. He eventually fell asleep on the sofa while taking care of her.

After the photos though he had a hunch that either someone was after her or she had a stalker from the company. But then again, the two situations may have not been connected, either way, she wasn't completely safe. There was nothing he could do about it though, he was just an employee like everyone else. 

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Yuna had seen them, the photo's, her photo's, she froze as she stared at them while everyone was busy talking between themselves about it. Her breathing grew heavier as the anxiety inside her grew. She ran to the women's bathroom and locked herself in one of the stalls. She sat down on the toilet and began to cry into her hands. She was at a loss of what to do. 

Do I just go to work and act as if nothing was going on?

No...they're probably all making fun of me right now. 

No one will see me the same again. 

How am I supposed to face everyone? I should just quit...I want to go home...

Yuna got out of the stall after a while and washed her face "I'll just go home..." She pulled her phone out and texted her manager saying she was sick before quietly making her way out to her car. "Could it have been Jinyoung? Does he have something against me?" she chewed on her bottom lip before calling her friend Mark "Oppa...I need to see you..."

"What's wrong? You can come over if you need to,"

"Okay I'm on my way,"

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When Mark opened the door Yuna didn't hesitate to let herself in. Mark closed the door and turned to her "Don't you have work?"

"I...don't think I can go back to work," she was fiddling with her fingers as she tried to stay as calm as she could "did you get fired?" she shook her head "then what is it?"

"Someone....someone took pictures of me undressing...they printed them out...it was all over work every-" her breathed hitched but swallowed as he tears slowly started forming again "everyone saw them, it was humiliating, I don't know what to do," she couldn't hold back anymore as she started crying again, mark quickly pulled her into a hug "do you know who did it?" she shook her head as she cried onto his shoulder. 

"That's fucked up, but you know you can't just avoid work, you have a great job at a great company..."

"I'll quit, I'll quit and find somewhere else, I don't care where I just can't face any of them again!" She pulled back to look up at him "Please don't tell Jaebum, he'd be furious and I don't want him to keep worrying about me so much..." Mark let out a soft sigh before wiping her tears away "He's going to find out eventually, you know?" She nodded and moved away from him sitting down on his sofa "I'm...for now I don't want him to know..."

Mark ran his fingers through his hair before sitting beside her "I'll help you find a new place to work,"

"Thank you..." 

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| Josh Washington x Reader | Cyrinia Rose • Papilio Effectus • Chapter III

Title: Papilio Effectus

Type: Smut

Writer: @rinirose​ 

Wattpad: @cyriniarose

Prompt: What if you could have stopped Josh's prank? What if no one left the cabin on that anniversary night because you found a way to distract him?

Pairing: Josh Washington x Reader 

Warnings: Smut 

Your Point of View

I turned up the volume on the stereo in Josh’s Jeep when Fall Out Boy’s “Centuries” came on the radio. I loved that song. We were headed to dinner to celebrate our six-month anniversary. As cheesy as it sounded, he made a point to make these kind of things special. Honestly I’d have been content to cook dinner at home. That having been said, I still loved being spoiled by Josh.

I wiggled in my seat and sang along to the music. Josh looked at me and laughed. “You keep that up, we won’t make it to the restaurant, (Y/n).”

In the split second he looked away, he didn’t see the other car fly through the red light.

Josh’s Point of View

 I woke up in a hospital bed. My parents stood next to me, concerned. I looked around and felt a sharp pain in my neck. My mom reached for me.

“Josh, honey, you need to stay still. You got hurt pretty badly.”

Suddenly, my heart stopped and raced all at once. I started to panic. “Where’s (Y/n)?”

My dad looked at my mom and sighed. “We’re not sure. She got thrown from the Jeep and well, she got it far worse than you.”

I wanted to jump out of the bed and run to her. It was my fault she was hurt. I looked away for a second, and now…

Chris came into the hospital room, breathless. “Sorry, man, I made it as soon as I could. What the hell happened?”

“I don’t know, but I need to know (Y/n) is okay...have you seen her?”

“Ash is waiting for word on her. She got pretty jacked up.”

Before Chris could say any more, Ashley walked in. My parents patted my shoulder and left us to talk. I was still frantic. “Ashley...is she ok?”

Ash shook her head. “She’s alive, but unconscious. She had a lot of bleeding and needed several surgeries...but they say she’ll be fine. What about you? Are you alright, Josh?”

I looked and felt over myself for a moment. There was a bandage on my head, some heavy bruising on my arms and legs, and a bandage on my side. “It looks like I’m gonna live, if not with a few interesting scars.” I tried to be light-hearted, but deep down I was overwhelmed with guilt. “Can I get out of this bed any time soon? I need my girl.”

Chris shook his head. “You had some internal bleeding and the doc says another day or so...as far as (Y/n) goes, she’ll be stuck here a bit longer. I’m sorry Cochise.”

I nodded reluctantly, then looked up at the couple. “Can I get some time alone, please?”

Ashley nodded and pulled Chris out by the arm. “We’re here for you, Josh. We’ll be just outside.” I sort of waved them off then buried my head in my hands unable to control the tears any longer.

I was allowed to go home two days later, but (Y/n) was left in intensive care, due to the extent of her concussion, and was unconscious.

All I could do as I sat by her bed, watching her shallow breathing and listening to the constant beeping of monitors, was blame myself for her condition. The doctors and nurses appeared sporadically, mainly to check her vitals and make sure I didn’t need anything. I did need something. (Y/n), in my arms, smiling and laughing and doing all of those little things that made me a good kind of crazy.

I sat next to her bed for three days. I could barely eat, didn’t sleep, only left when Chris insisted that I smelled awful and needed to bathe or (Y/n) would probably dump my ass upon awakening.

While her body was fighting to heal, I was fighting to keep my sanity. I let the hot water in my shower try and carry my guilt away, but nothing was helping. The voices in my head started to come back, for the first time in months.

‘This is all your fault, Josh.’

‘You couldn’t save your sisters, and now you almost killed (Y/n)...pathetic.’

‘This is what you deserve…’

The voices took the forms of everyone I’d let down. Beth. Hannah. My parents. My friends. The cacophony of voices drummed into my head.

The one that drilled into me the hardest was hers.

‘You fucking psycho. You wanted to hurt our friends...so I took one for the team. I’m only with you to keep you from trying to hurt them. We both know I could do better than a spoiled nutjob like you.

I grabbed my head, crying. “No...no you told me you love me. You told me I was the match to your crazy.”

‘I guess you’re not the only good actor of the group, Joshua.’

I slammed my fists against the shower wall. The pain, the guilt, the doubt...it overtook me. I could see their faces in my mind. It was just like after the twins’ disappearance. I’d finally managed to get the voices under control without my meds, then this happened. I couldn’t bear it anymore.

Turning off the shower, I stepped out without bothering to grab a towel. The bottles of my meds were in the cabinet.

Just a few.

Just to make the voices stop.

Beth. Hannah. (Y/n). I let you down. I am the worst big brother. The worst boyfriend.

I didn’t count the pills. Just dumped a bunch in my hand and took them down, chasing them with water from the sink.

Now to wait for them to shut the voices up. To shut everything up.

I sat with my back to the wall, crying. Make it stop.

I heard a knock at my door. “Hey, Josh?” It was Sam. I wasn’t answering the door. She knocked again. “Josh, if you don’t open this door I’m busting it open.”

I still didn’t respond.

“Ok, Joshua, I warned you.” One, two, three times she threw her tiny body at the door before it finally gave and the lock broke off to let her in. When she saw me on the floor, she looked panicked. “Shit, Josh, what are you doing?” She opened the shower door and stuck my head in, then shoved her finger in my throat. I hated that she knew how to handle when I did this. “Dammit, Josh.” I puked into the shower. I watched my mental salvation slide down the drain.

Once she rinsed my head and draped the towel over me, I swatted her away from me.

“STOP IT! What the hell are you doing? I can’t take this anymore!” I broke down, crying into my knees.

“What is the matter, Josh?”

I wanted to scream. “I failed again. (Y/n) is fucking comatose because of me.”

Sam gave me a small smile. “Actually, Josh, I was coming to tell you that she just woke up.”

I looked up at her, my eyes swollen from crying and my throat hurt from expelling the meds. “It doesn’t matter. I failed her...like I failed my sisters.”

Sam sighed and sat on the floor next to me. “You know that could have happened to anyone. I heard from your parents that the guy that hit you was on his cell and didn’t even realize he was going through the red light. There was nothing you could have done to prevent it.”

I put my head in my hands. “I just...I can’t lose her…”

I felt her hand on my shoulder. “I don’t think you could if you wanted. She started asking for you the moment she came to. Now, can we get you cleaned up and go see (Y/n) before she has a coronary?” Standing up, she held a hand out to help me up. I took it, then wrapped the towel around my waist and went to my room to dress. “Let’s go, Prince Charming, let’s get Sleeping Beauty.”

Your Point of View

   I sat up in the hospital bed, watching some cheesy talk show with Ashley and Chris, waiting impatiently for Josh to come and see me.  They were talking to me, but my mind was in another place. I came back to reality when Ash tapped the bed rail and looked at me.

“(Y/n)? Hey, you ok?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I’m good...just getting a little impatient. Sam should be back with Josh…”

Ash gave my hand a reassuring pat. “I'm sure they’ll be here soon.”

Chris chimed in. “Yeah, (Y/n)...couldn’t keep my bro away if we tried, trust me. I just thought you’d be a little happier if he didn’t stink up the place.”

He got a small laugh out of me, although it still hurt to move at all. There was a knock at the door and it opened to reveal Sam, carrying a bunch of silly ‘Get Well Soon’ balloons. She set the weight on the windowsill and gave me a hug.

Behind her was Josh, holding a single red rose. I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. He took two large steps and was by my side, handing me the flower. We just kind of stared at each other for a moment before Sam spoke up.

“Ok, Chris, Ashley, I think these two need some alone time. Let’s go grab something to eat.” The three left the room and we were alone for the first time in almost a week.

I just looked up at him, stroking his cheek. “Josh, I’m so glad you’re ok. I was so worried about you.” I pulled him to me for a gentle kiss, which would have gotten more intense if the pressure of his hands on my sides didn’t make me cry out in pain.

He jumped back, scared. “Oh, shit, I’m so sorry (Y/n), this is all my fault.” He sat in the chair next to my bed and I could see the tears forming in his eyes. “I’m so sorry…”

I grabbed his shoulder carefully. “Josh...this wasn’t your fault at all. It was an accident.”

He didn’t seem to believe me. “I...I have to tell you something.”

I looked at him, curious.

He took a breath. “I do blame this on myself. Like I blamed my sisters’ deaths on myself. I should be protecting the ones I love and I couldn’t…”. He started crying. “I went home to shower and the voices started coming back...they told me I was a failure, that I couldn’t save them, or you, and then your voice came to me and said you didn’t really love me and I was just a crazy weirdo...and I just wanted to shut them up…” he looked up at me with guilt.

“Joshua Washington...you didn’t…” I knew he’d tried to hurt himself before, but ended up being hospitalized. The look on his face told me what I’d been wondering.

“I didn’t know if you were going to make it...I don’t want to be here without you. Sam showed up and fixed me, though...when she came to tell me you woke up.”

I grabbed his chin and pulled him to me so that we were eye to eye. “Listen to me, Joshua. This is NOT your fault. I will be fine. And I don’t know what kind of planet you’re living on where I don’t love you, because that’s absolute bullshit.” I could feel the tears well up in my eyes as well and it broke my heart that he’d even begin to believe I didn’t care. I also owed Sam a ton for helping him. “If you need to go back to Dr. Hill, please do it. I can’t lose you, baby. You mean everything to me, Josh.” I pulled his face to mine and kissed him again. He pulled away and sighed.

“I’m sorry. I can’t lose you either. I promise, when you get out of here I’m gonna give you the date you should have gotten instead of this mess.”

I laughed a little and rubbed his cheek. “I don’t need anything from you, love. Well, that’s not entirely true, but we can’t be doing that right now anyway.” I gave him a mischievous smirk and licked his nose.

He gave me a silly grin and kissed my chin. “Trust me, (Y/n), you’ve got a one-way ticket to the bone zone after you’re all healed. Expect to be waited on hand and foot until then, though.”

“You don’t need to, Josh. The doctor said I’ll be ok in a week or so. I just need to take it easy.” I couldn’t imagine what he’d do if I let him wait on me and foot. But somehow I had a feeling I was going to find out.

The next day, the doctor released me into Josh’s care, as reluctant as I was to accept it. He had me set up on the couch, surrounded by pillows to cushion my bruised body and to basically keep me from moving an inch without his assistance.

“Geez, Josh, don’t you think this is a bit much? I have a few bruised ribs, I’m not in a body cast.”

“Nope, nope, nope, you are going to rest and recuperate while I take care of you.”

“Am I gonna get you into a nurse’s outfit then?” I laughed a little, imagining Josh in a skirt and carrying a stethoscope.

“Maybe after you’ve recovered...we can save that for a more...fun activity.” He walked his fingers up my arm and looked at me like he could have devoured me whole at that moment.

“Calm down, tiger...you can hold off for a week.”

He gave me a fake pout and kissed my forehead. “I know, baby...but just wait until you’re better. Are you hungry?”

“A little.” I shrugged. My belly still hurt, so I didn’t eat much over the past few days.

“Ok, I’m gonna make you some soup.” He got up and went to the kitchen. I grabbed the remote and found some goofy movie on TV to create background noise. A few moments later, he came back into the room with a bowl, which he carefully handed me. Clam chowder, my favorite. I ate slowly, but it felt good to put real food into my body and not hospital food. When the bowl was empty, Josh took it from me and wiped a little soup that had dripped on my chin. “Now that’s a look I miss.”

“Seriously, Josh? You fucking perv.” I tried to smack him but he moved away too quickly and I winced at the pain of my sudden movement. “Dammit!”

He laughed and went back to the kitchen to clean up the bowl. I laid my head on the pillows he’d set behind me and dozed off.

A month after the accident, I was finally up, about and feeling like a human again. It had been nice to have Josh wait on me hand and foot, but I was more independent than that. He convinced me that a beach trip with the group would help lift my spirits, and I was in no position to argue. I packed a picnic lunch for the seven of us and put my swimsuit on. It was a two-piece (F/c) suit that had a tank top and swim shorts. I was grateful for that, since my surgeries had left some pretty visible scars on my midsection.

“Damn, girl, maybe the beach is a bad idea. I’ll be fighting them all off of you.” Josh grinned at me from the doorway and walked up behind me. He’d put his suit on as well and was shirtless. His arms wrapped around my waist and I leaned back against him.

“Ha ha, Josh. Come on...no one’s coming after this.” I lifted up the top to show the scars that would remind me of how close I was to death, and him how scared he’d been to lose me.

Josh spun me around and grabbed my face, resting his forehead on mine. “Listen, (Y/n). You are beautiful. Scars, or no scars. I’m grateful to have you in my life.” He leaned down and kissed me softly. Soft didn’t last long though. I curled my fists into his shirt and deepened the kiss. He held my face to his, rubbing his thumbs along my cheeks as he sought entrance with his tongue. I permitted, moaning softly.

I pulled away for a moment and smiled at him. “You know, we don’t have to be at the beach for an hour or so,” I wrapped my arms around his neck, “maybe we can make up for some lost time.” I played with the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. His fingers traced the hem of my bathing suit top, giving me goosebumps. He guided me backward to the bed and gently pushed me down when I felt the mattress hit the backs of my knees. He lifted the top and began kissing my scars. It was slightly embarrassing, but sweet as hell. Sliding his hands down, he pulled my shorts off.

“Hmm...it’s been a while...how much have you missed me, (Y/n)?” His fingers slipped between my lower lips and rubbed my clit gently. My breath caught and I let out a whimper. He moved up and kissed my neck and cleavage as he continued rubbing. When he slipped a finger inside me, he looked up at me with a grin. “Guess you’ve been suffering as much as I have this past month. You’re already wet as hell for me.

I looked at his hazel eyes, darkened with lust that matched my own. “Josh...I want you now. Don’t tease me please.”

That was all the encouragement he seemed to need. He stood up and took off his trunks. Climbing over me, he gently slid inside me. We both groaned with pleasure. He moved slowly at first, to be sure I was comfortable. I grabbed his arm, signaling him to move faster. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed being with him until that moment. I wrapped my legs around his waist, angling his thrusts right where I wanted them. He called my name, like a prayer, and I moaned in response. “Josh...I love you so much. You feel so good.”

Josh bent down to kiss me passionately. I grabbed his shoulders, digging my nails into them. I could feel my release coming soon, and his couldn’t be too far behind. He started pounding furiously into me, knowing it would take me over the edge. I came with a loud moan, and my release triggered his. With a few more thrusts, he gave in and fell on top of me, spent. I laughed a bit as he left gentle kisses on my collarbone before pulling away and standing up.

“Feel better, (Y/n)?” He laughed as he replaced his swim trunks.

“So much better.” I put my swim shorts back on and kissed his cheek before grabbing our towels to pack for the beach.

When we got to our usual spot at the beach, the crew were already there. Mike and Matt were throwing a football near the water. Emily and Jess were sitting on their towels, gossiping about something or other. Chris and Ashley were setting up their beach umbrella and towels. Josh and I walked up to them and waved.

“Hey, porn stars!” Josh called out to them, eliciting an eyeroll from me. They waved in turn and I set the picnic cooler and our towels next to where Ashley had put theirs.

“Nice of you guys to show up,” Em hollered, laughing. “You guys are off 69’ing each other and we’re here waiting on you.”

I ignored her comment and looked around, realizing we were missing one. “Where’s Sam?”

Jessica shrugged. “She sent me a text that she was running a little late. Something about crappy LA traffic. I told her she should have taken the freeway.”

I pulled out my phone and sent Sam a text. ‘You coming?’

‘Yeah, I got stuck in traffic. It’s insane today.’

‘Ok. We're at our spot. I brought you veggie burgers.’

‘That’s why I love you. See you soon.’

I put my phone away and looked at the vacant volleyball court a few yards from us. “Hey guys, how about we play a quick game while we wait for Sam?”

Everyone joined in, some more reluctantly than others. Girls versus boys. After several rounds of Matt cussing at the ball for not going where he wanted it, Jess adjusting her bikini top to distract Mike and making him drop the ball, and Emily whining about it being too hot to move, we quit playing and went back to our towels. Sam arrived shortly after and we started grilling on the beach with the small grill Josh and I had picked up

This was exactly what I’d needed. A day of fun with my friends and Josh was just what the doctor ordered.

Once we’d digested, I decided I wanted to take a swim, so Josh came with me. I didn’t realize until it was too late that he’d grabbed my waist and carried me into the ocean, tossing me into the warm water. I came up with a gasp and grabbed him, pulling him down into the water as well. We played in the water for a while longer, then decided it was time to call it a night.

I packed up our picnic stuff and we said our goodbyes to everyone else, ready to go home. Josh took my hand and pulled me close, kissing my nose. “Wait...before we go…”

He walked over to Sam, who handed him a small box from her hoodie pocket. He came over and dropped to a knee in front of me. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. Ashley practically smacked Chris with excitement and Emily gave Matt a look that said something like “I want that”.

Josh took my hand. “(Y/n). You are the most incredible thing to happen to me. You were there for me when I lost my sisters. You were there to stop me from doing some...horrible things. You’ve stood by me through all of this over the last year and a half, and the past seven months have been the best of my life. When I almost lost you last month, it made me realize that I really can’t live without you. You are, by far, the match to my crazy. Would you please marry me?”

I couldn’t breathe, let alone speak. My tears started falling and all I could do was nod. He slipped the ring on my finger and stood up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

Sam came over to hug me. “That was actually why I was late. Josh had asked me to pick up the ring for him so you wouldn’t know what he was planning. He really is a trickster.” I laughed and hugged her again.

“I’m just so happy that you guys were all here to share this moment with us.” I looked at everyone and gave hugs as I grabbed our stuff to head home.

“Hey, guys,” Josh chimed in. “This calls for a celebration. I think we have champagne at the house, how about we all go back there and party?”

Everyone cheered in agreement and we did exactly that.

#fics #smut #smutjosh #🖤

[softstraykidsimagines]

Boyfriend!Seungmin Stray Kids

ALRIGHTY

Our lovely fluffy Seungmin

He’s lowkey becoming bias wrecker for me whoops

Let’s get started!!

During when he has a crush on you

Ohhhh boy

He’s gonna be insanely shy

It’s adorable

He’ll try to do little things to make you happy

From complementing you

To buying you something small like a key chain

But it’s always something meaningful

Something that reminds you of him

Let’s not discard the fact that anytime he actually does something like this for you

He’s gonna sprint away before you can even thank him properly

And he’ll hide somewhere so that you can’t see or hear him squeal with joy

Ok it’s official I am soft for Seungmin

You don’t really have too much doubt about him liking you

You’ve picked up remarkably fast how shy he is with you compared to when he’s with the rest of SK 

And you figured he had an ulterior motive when he happened to just “think of you” and buy something

Or when he teases you but quickly apologises and tells you he doesn’t mean it 

He’s just not very subtle 

So you’re rather upfront with him one day when you ask

“Soooo, I’ve been wondering…. why have you been so sweet to me? With all the nice gifts and stuff?”

He would immediately go red in the face

His eyes would go wide

And he’d just stand there a moment with his mouth hanging open not knowing wtf to do

And you feel kinda bad tbh

No one likes being in such an awkward situation so the way you just asked him out-of-the-blue seemed almost cruel

He finally managed to stutter out

“W-well umm…. I k-kinda… sort o-of l-like you…?”

It deadass took him a whole 30sec to finish

And you’re doing an Irish jig on the inside cause

WOOT WOOT he likes you too!!

“I really like you too, Seungmin” you say quickly before he can run off in embarrassment

He looks at you hella confused like

The person he’s liked for so freaking long likes him back?? Or is he dreaming??? Whatishappeningrightnow????

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So you tell him where you want to hang out in the future

And there we go you’ve successfully planned your first date woohoo!!

Dates with this bean are soft and laid back

Ice cream dates

Coffee dates

Just wandering-around-for-no-reason dates

It’s so relaxing

Of course until one of you holds the other’s hand

Then it’s skyrocketing heart rates

And pink cheeks

At the end of your 2nd or 3rd date, he’d finally muster the courage to kiss you....

On the cheek haha you thought 

As you’re saying goodbye

Leaving you flustered af as he runs away yelling that he’ll text you later

I don’t think he’ll have the guts to kiss you first tho 

It’s up to you my friend

You’ll be sitting on a bench somewhere, just talking

And he just

Randomly

Pokes your cheek.

And you look at him like wtf man why

And he just turns away grinning

So you get cheeky, planning on making this sudden burst of confidence melt faster than snow in the sun

So you swoop in and peck his cheek

He blushes like crazy but he refuses to let you win

So he looks at you a moment

With a slight smirk on his face

Seriously where did all this confidence come from he was a shy child a minute ago tf?

And he kisses you right on the nose

Needless to say that surprised you

And spur of the moment

You decide you’re gonna kiss him smack on the lips

His eyes are wide as all hell

But he relaxes a split second later, kissing you back softly

You both part smiling slightly

Before he whisper-screeches, hiding his face in his hands, all embarrassed

And you also blush like crazy, also fighting the urge to run away

GAH THIS IS SO CUTE 

When he introduces you to the rest of the group

Oh

My god

It’s gonna be chaos I swear

Everyone’s gonna welcome you politely and enthusiastically

And then they’ll start poking fun at Seungmin

“AWWWW they’re so lovely! How on earth did you get them to date you??” Says Jisung

“I bet he pays them” replies Minho, cackling

“Must have been a lot of money” chipped in Changbin, enjoying himself 

All the while Seungmin makes a face like ‘this is the shit I need to put up with all the time good lord’

“Come on guys! Of course y/n didn’t agree to this for money” yells Jeongin

Seungmin is about to thank him when he finishes:

“They obviously came to meet me through Hyung” and he sprints off at top speed with Seungmin hot on his heels screaming bloody murder

“Please take care of him, y/n” Chan says quietly while the other boys guffaw at the two youngest’s behavior. “He really likes you”

And that’s exactly what you do

You guys have got each others back

No matter what

Someone tries to offend you in any way, shape or form 

And he’s there in front of you like a human shield ready to fight 

If he gets sick you’re there as quick as a flash with everything he needs, all the way from cold remedies to recipes for hot soup

While you’re making sure he’s not burning up, he’ll just whisper

“Can I just cuddle you? I swear I won’t sneeze on you”

So you just lie there holding each other the entire day

He keeps his promise and doesn’t sneeze on you btw

When you’re sick, he’s not gonna know what the hell to do

Lost puppy 

He’ll run around trying to find the right meds for you (he’ll take the time to read each label to make sure it’s the right one)

He’ll try to make soup it doesn’t work

But after a while he’ll calm down and sit with you to watch something on TV

Apologising that he couldn’t make your fav meal 

Makes up for it by buying takeout 

Man I want takeout now :(

He can sometimes feel down about the day

Something might have happened at the fansign/performance, he might feel really tired and fed up with work

So it’s your job to be there and comfort him 

You just wrap your arms around him and sit with his head on your shoulder 

And he cries silently with you, grateful that you’re with him 

Guess who’s emo while writing this

Sometimes days can get bad enough that he starts to shut you out all-together 

Seungmin isn’t the direct type 

He isn’t gonna start an argument because he’s stressed 

He’s gonna avoid any kind of conflict 

So he avoids you, ignores you, refuses to talk to you when he’s too upset 

Because he doesn’t want to lash out and hurt you 

But he’ll notice when he does this that it actually does hurt you 

Almost more than an argument would 

Because you want to help 

And he won’t let you 

So he’ll eventually come to talk to you, his head bowed and eyes glimmering with tears 

And he’ll just hug you, asking for you to forgive how stupid he can be 

RIGHT back to fluff because I don’t want to cry rn 

He loves to teach you to sing his parts in every song 

He feels you can understand his work better and be closer to him 

You two will end up sometimes randomly singing his part in a song at the top of your lungs in the dorm, in turn pissing off the rest of the boys 

You’ll both have singing competitions: who can sing the highest, lowest, longest, or most dramatically 

And you both end up collapsing from laughing too hard 

He’s gonna try to speak English around you 

Just so he can practice 

Have you heard his awesome accent during ASC that is a yes from me I don’t want to forget that 

He might ask you for help but he’s mostly too stubborn and proud to so he’ll struggle for a while until you ask if he wants a helping hand 

“Hey, need help for the pronunciation, there?” 

“Nope! Nope it’s fine! I’m fine! Toooootally fine” :D 

You two like trying to learn new recipes to cook for the rest of SK 

It’s actually super fun 

And you both manage to make a few dishes without setting the dorms on fire *applause* 

And you make breakfast for them too: fried eggs! now I’m really hungry aw man 

And the boys are already teasing you talking about how you’re couple goals and how well you two go together 

Making the both of you sprint back into the kitchen, giggling like children

Seungmin is gonna ask you to meet his family first 

But it doesn’t scare you that much 

For a good reason:

He’s an angel, so he must have been raised by angels logic

You meet them and they melt when they see you 

You chat, they share pictures of Seungmin when he was little he’s gonna be close to crying from embarrassment because “COME ON YOU JUST MET” 

His sister adores you 

Tells you about the pranks she’s pulled on her poor bro in the past 

Which warrants a death glare from Seungmin 

All in all his fam are your fam because they love you as much as they love Seungmin 

He’s a lot A LOT more nervous about meeting your parents 

He’s pretty damn close to fainting when the day to meet up comes 

Pale as sheet istg 

So you gotta be there for him to cling onto like a baby koala 

Save this boy I beg of you

Nearly hides behind you when he first greets your parents 

Basically leaps out of his skin every time someone raises their voice even a little bit 

But he gets a little calmer after a while 

And starts to genuinely smile and laugh 

By the end of the day he’s a happy squish with no sign of nervousness

Success! 

In the evenings he likes to buy a crap-ton of snacks and sit with you to binge watch your fav show 

You two will probs have a competition to see who can catch the most food in their mouth sigh 

He loves when you poke his left cheek 

He’ll act cute with you if he’s asking for something 

And it’s so freaking hard to say no damn it!!

He’ll have a fucking heart attack if he sees you wearing one of his hoodies or denim jackets like how many does he actually have??

But he’ll love it 

He’s gonna grin from ear to ear saying how cute you look 

Will not let you go throughout the night

Just wants to cling to you and snuggle you to death the entire evening 

You’ve probs already guessed that he is definitely not gonna be the first one to say ‘I love you’ 

Nah he’s way to shy and lowkey scared to 

But I bet you’re gonna do it kinda by accident 

You guys have been having a dance competition 

He’s gonna be jumping around all energetic and happy 

Because he’s having the time of his life messing around with you 

And you’ll accidentally let slip: 

“You’re such a dork! This is why I love you so much” 

And both of you stop laughing and stare at each other 

While you’re mentally going OH SHIT WHAT HAVE I DONE 

But Seungmin suddenly screams like a little girl 

He can’t contain himself

Runs at you at full speed 

And tackles you into a bone-crushing hug 

Making you both topple over onto the floor laughing 

Without letting you go, he’s gonna say, all giddy “I love you too!!! I was scared to say it but I’m not anymore I do love youuuuuuu!!” 

And the rest of the day you’re both skipping around, making SK wonder wtf happened to the two of you

“Are they possessed or something?” -Hyunjin 

“Who even knows with those two” -Chan  

“Guess we’ll never know” -Felix, chuckling 

Half the time they don’t get at all what happens between you two lmao 

When Stray Kids are away, Seungmin’s gonna want to FaceTime you whenever he’s free 

He’s a pouty boy who misses you senseless and forgets how to function like a proper human being when you’re not around 

SK are having to tell him specifically what to do every other minute because he keeps daydreaming about when he gets to see you again smh 

He’s gonna be so.freakin.hyper on the way back from wherever the boys were 

No one wants to sit next to him on the plane because they know all he’s gonna want to do is talk about you 

And they get enough of that on a regular basis anyway 

But they’re happy at how energetic he is when they land and he can finally see you 

He’s gonna Naruto run to you and hug you so tightly whispering how much he missed you 

And you’ll be laughing like 

“It’s been two days, buddy” 

“Yeah but it feels like AGES! It’s been an eternity and I was going insane!!” 

Seungmin most likely won’t go public about your relationship until after a year to a year-and-a-half

Wants to make sure you’re 100% ok with it 

Because he knows there will be a bit probably a lot of drama on the net about you 

He’ll post a cute selfie of the two of you 

You’re both smiling happily 

And he’ll caption it: ‘Hey everyone!! This is y/n, we’ve been together for quite a while now, and I wanted to introduce you! I hope you welcome them warmly!’ 

The internet isn’t going to shut up about you for an eternity holy shit

The entire universe ships you two 

You’re the adorable smiley couple

That everyone 

And I mean everyone 

Loves to bits 

A/N: YAY! It was really fun to write about this adorable fluff ball :D 

Also, there aren’t NEARLY as many Seungmin GIFs as there should be!

Hope everyone has a lovely day!! And feel free to request anything! Ciao <3

P.S: I love this GIF so much it’s not even funny 

#stray kids #seungmin #kim seungmin #stray kids seungmin #imagine #stray kids imagines #seungmin imagine #stray kids seungmin imagine #kim seungmin imagines #jyp #jyp entertainment #boyfriend

[isroselalondebisexual]

What do you think Rose Egbert would be like? :0 And Dave Harley, John Lalonde, and Jade Strider

Rose Egbert, raised in a supportive, loving home environment, would probably still be fighty and punchy because I don’t think there’s a single parent in existence that could ever change that about her, but she’s also very likely going to be more inclined to wait until being PROMPTED before she lets loose her floods of salt and snark. So like, a pretty regular girl on first impressions, definitely deeply entrenched in her Hot Topic mall goth phase, wears chokers from Spencers and whatnot, but pretty friendly at face value and in all the advanced literature courses, has been in every psychology class the public education system offers. On the debate team. And so you’re like, cool, she’s on debate, that should be fun, she’s pretty well composed as a person I bet she has some good thoughts. And then you attend one of the debate matches. And you see a side of Rose Egbert you never knew existed and holy hot DAMN you’re not sure if you’re terrified or in love with her. Possibly both. Probably both. She’s quick witted alright, devastatingly intelligent and in this to WIN. Dad Egbert has all of her debate trophies (medals? I wasn’t in debate idk how these things work) displayed as proudly as he displayed his clown statues in the canon timeline. Her role as a Seer of Breath is to best free the timeline and her friendgroup from the clutches of the Literally-A-Demon Lord of Time, who seeks to enslave them, their timeline, and the universe to his whims, to become his playthings. Her role is to forsee the best route, not in terms of luck, but as a specific, pointed fuck you to Doc Scratch, Lord English, and everything associated with them. That part in canon where Rose is talking to Doc and he’s like “do you even still have that emotion?” or whatever and she’s like “Why, yes, it seems it’s all been mysteriously relocated to my middle finger. The dark magics are at it again.” Like that but times a thousand she is SMART she has FORESIGHT and she is going to FREE THEIR TIMELINE, BITCH.

Dave Harley grew up alone on an island with a magic dog and some weird chess folk, so first of all he doesn’t know what a gender is so jot that down, second of all what do you mean boys don’t like boys? Obviously boys like boys, he likes boys, u r foolish, u silly human culture you. So uh, you know how Dave is like, this huge massive attention whore in canon and he starts out “I’m so cool are you noticing me being cool and not caring over here”? Yeah no, immediately bypasses that, this boy wants ATTENTION so TALK TO HIM DAMMIT. His only real guide for physical touch has been a dog and some people who are not human so Personal Space Whomst? Dave is here, he is in your personal space, you are paying attention to him bitches. His collection of weird dead shit is even weirder, given that it is a Harley tradition to taxidermy weird shit and also he lives out on an island now. Probably takes the PRETTIEST photos of like, the island views and stuff, which he naturally posts online and gets a lot of likes and reblogs for which, good, give him that sweet sweet validation. His selfies are everywhere. Go like them. His role as the Knight of Space would be a pretty important one, he’s upholding the balance of the universe and breeding the new one and stuff, which basically just means he’s the weird frog dad now. You see all those frogs? Those are his babies. He loves them. Smorch. Dave ew don’t kiss frogs that’s gross. Dave does not care, Dave is gonna smooch those frogs bc he loves them and all their mutant little paradox offspring. Dave the frog whisperer. Whenever Karkat’s getting screechy he just like. Takes one out of his sylladex or his hood or pocket or SOMEWHERE and sets it delicately down in front of Karkat when he’s not looking and Karkat proceeds to screech and flip out and Dave laughs at him. This Dave is likely a lot more carefree, but doesn’t have a good grasp of concepts like “responsibility” or “giving people space.” A good and goofy kid, with some nice tasty abandonment issues probably thrown into the mix there somewhere. He doesn’t wanna be alone again.

John Lalonde very likely has a very bad grasp of what consequences are. If he breaks shit, they can just buy a new one, if he pranks someone a little too mean or says something that goes a little too far, his mom is easy to forgive him. My dear sweet ADHD child probably didn’t do too good in school and did a lot of class clowning tomfoolery but Mom Lalonde didn’t discipline him for it at home so threats of “I will call your mother if you don’t settle down” didn’t have much of an effect on him. He’s a good kid! Friendly and loving and affectionate, but if he fucks up he doesn’t take responsibility for it and pulls the “it was just a joke!” card way too frequently and doesn’t know how to actually apologize or fix his mistakes. But even though he’s very outwardly childish, he’s also surprisingly mature for his age, by way of like, opinions and stuff? Like he’ll say stuff and it’ll seem totally left field for him cause John you’re like, the funny dude of our group, but he’s also the one who knows how to disinfect wounds and the RIDICULOUS importance of making sure your older sibling knows who their DD is when they’re off drinking with their friends and while he doesn’t have an emotional reaction to traumatic events right off the bat (like in canon) he does do a VERY good job of responding pragmatically to them, and that’s kind of a result of yeah, his mom’s his buddy, and yeah, she lets him get away with anything, but no, John doesn’t really get the chance to be a kid ALL the time, and in part he acts out like this because he’s frustrated that he CAN’T fully be a kid, so he’s overcompensating. His role as the Heir of Light would be as somebody who embodies luck and intellect, which he doesn’t really feel like he can do. He’s not smart, right? He’s never done well in school. But he has really high emotional intelligence, and he’s got street smarts no 13 year old has any business having, and he eventually comes to realize that he is lucky. He’s very lucky. He’s got good friends who love him and who he loves, a strong team who can conquer the world, the universe, even a demon with the strength of a green sun, and when John comes to appreciate consequences and ramifications of their actions, he would be better able to understand how to use his powers to become the luckiest little shit in the universe, and could look death in the face with confidence because he understands, now, he’s realized some things, some the easy way and some lessons were painfully hard, but he’s confident in what he’s doing and he’s got his friends at his back.

Jade Strider, I hate to say it, but I think she would end up a very meek individual. Very, very hypervigilant, aware of everyone’s mood around her and this HUGE people pleaser, because as far as she’s concerned “not actively pleased” might as well be utterly synonymous to “actively displeased.” Life is uncertain to her, she’s very diligent about reading the moods of others and making them happy. Everyone loves her and think she’s just absolutely the best, she’s always ready to listen, always eager to cheer her friends up when they’re feeling down, doesn’t say jack SHIT about herself. If people ask she straight up lies. She does NOT talk about her own problems, even worse than in canon. She is happy go lucky and pleasant to be around, see? She’s doing great. Don’t worry about her! Oh do you need to talk about something? She’s got hair-trigger reflexes and does NOT react well to sudden loud noises or jumpscares. She’s very forgiving, because it’s only natural that sometimes her friends will hurt her feelings, right? That’s what love looks like. Some things just can’t be prevented, so why bother. Lotta learned helplessness kinda shit going down. Very reactive to positive feedback and physical affection (as long as she sees it coming) but has no idea how to go about asking for it. She’s very popular at her school for being pretty and cool and badass and friendly all tied up into one but her friendships are very shallow with her school friends, because if she cannot open up about herself, what room is there for emotional intimacy? As a Witch of Time, her main thing that needs to happen is she needs to get fed up. She needs to get pissed off. She doesn’t deserve this shit! She’s thirteen! She doesn’t deserve a parent who didn’t love her, she doesn’t deserve to have the weight of the timeline on her shoulders, she doesn’t deserve to see her own corpse over and over and fucking OVER again! This isn’t fair, this isn’t right, she doesn’t FUCKING want this, fuck her Bro fuck the Game fuck keeping quiet she’s a KID and she’s HURTING and she will be fucking UPSET about it! And then she’s gotta let John, and Rose, and Dave hold her and tell her she’s right, she’s so right, she is absolutely entitled to her anger, she’s allowed to feel angry about this, she’s gonna be okay though, they’re there, they love her and they’re not gonna let anyone hurt her ever again, she’s allowed to feel hellfire down deep to her bones but then, most importantly, she needs to let her friends help her, she needs to trust them, and learn how trusting works, learn what love looks like and how all her little broken pieces fit back together. And no, she’s never gonna fully recover from that. She knows she’s gonna be a compulsive liar down to her dying day and she’s never going to be able to trust openly like some people do, but she’s got people who love her and who she loves dearly, and she’s going to be okay, and every day it gets a little easier. Some days are bad, yeah, some days she’s angry over stuff she thought she got over years ago, but at the end of the Game, after all has been ripped asunder and they’ve moved into their new lives on Earth C, she is allowed to recover and to rest and sure it’s not always easy, but she’s always trying, and things are better now.

#Rose Lalonde #John Egbert #Dave Strider #Jade Harley #Rose Egbert #Dave Harley #John Lalonde #Jade Strider #answers #Homestuck #John #Jade #Dave #kidswap #Homestuck meta #analysis #Homestuck analysis

[grayisles]

Marked Petals: Text Edition Ch. 2

Day after the gang rescued Shiro aka the shack in Arizona 

Group Chat: Family

          Lance, Mamí, Papí, and Osito

Papí (7:32 a.m.): (No text? Why you must be on your off day. I’ll keep it short so I can wake the sleeping Pequeño bar. Call as soon as possible okay son. Your mother wants to share some good news.)

Mamí (7:42 a.m.): (Have a good day of school!)

Mamí (4:48 p.m.): (Do you have anything to say about yourself? Getting poor Melony to play a prank on us. At least do it in person Lance).

Mamí (4:49 p.m.): (I know you’re facing some difficulties, but please don’t make up a story.)

                             (Answer asap)

                             (I love you honey!)

Papí (4:52 p.m.): (Son, while I love your jokes when they are PG-13 around Pequeño bar, this one with Melony isn’t funny.)

Mamí (5:12 p.m.): (Lance you’re worrying me. You’re worrying everyone.)

Osito (8: 54 p.m.): (I miss you Lance)

                              (Come back home)

                              (I hate that stupid school, it took you away)

Chat: MelBear

          MelBear

Lance (11:25 a.m.): Guess what?!?!? Found some bf material & he’s in black but not a edgelord. So caring toooooo!!!♥♥

MelBear (11:29 a.m.): Dnt tell me your yanking my chain

                                    Is there relly a guy like that?

                                    Pics or u joking

MelBear (11:32 a.m.): I knew it!!!! U are yanking my chain hmp

                                    Im ashamed of u lance. To think, my one and only cousin near my age betrayed me, the up and coming photographer who hopes to snap the magnificent photos of fashionistas and models.

MelBear (11:33 a.m.): I even wrote a sentence correctly bc of u. Haaaaaate u sooooo much now

MelBear (11:34 a.m.): ...

MelBear (11:42 a.m.): K srlsy what are u doing? U usually text me by now.

MelBear (11:43 a.m.): Wait a min. You were serious about that guy.

                                    He kidnapped you.

                                    Holy shit.

MelBear (11:44 a.m.): You better respond soon Lance, if you don’t want me blowing up your phone or calling your parents. I won’t hesitate to call my Tío and Tía.

MelBear (11:45 a.m.): I always make good on my word Lance. You remember that don’t you?

                                     I’ll give you five hours on the dot. Should be enough time for the Garrison to get out right?  

MelBear (11:46 a.m.): K. See u soon.

                                   Remember f i v e  h o u r s .

MelBear (4:46 p.m.): You give me no choice.

MelBear (5:03 p.m.): I just told them.

                                  If only u listened to me, this could have been avoided.

MelBear (5:04 p.m.): btw i told them ~ the guy. He’s a kidnapper now even tho he’s hot

                                 *cackles

                                  <3

MelBear (10:14 p.m.): Seriously talk to me. IIIIIIIII’mmmmmmm bored

                                    I dont regret telling on u tho

                                    Lance

MelBear (11:12 p.m.): Just in w/ my hw. Twas awful & borin

MelBear (12:42 a.m.): Lance, you’re scaring me.

                                    This isn’t a joke.

                                    I thought you’d call me by now. Or text me.

MelBear (12:43 a.m.): Everyone is freaking out. I’m going to get some posters up and put them in Arizona because this is getting ridiculous.

MelBear (12:44 a.m.): Don’t worry Lance, we’ll find you.

Chat: Emperor

          Emperor

Emperor (11:32 a.m.): (Why haven’t you texted me back???? Bro, Lance, just answer me.)

                                    (I’m worried about you. Neither of you answered me yesterday.)

                                    (You even missed our chat!)

Emperor (11:33 a.m.): (Is there something going on?)

                                    (Is there overnight detention? Pretty sure that would happen if you get caught after hours. Holy shit you did. That is hilarious!!!!)

Emperor (11:34 a.m.): (Wait...that’s why you two didn’t answer. That flight school is strict as balls.)

                                   (I’ll cover that message up. Hiay teach.)

                                   (But no seriously how is Hunk doing? He hates getting into trouble.)

                                   (He’s going to chew you out XD)

Emperor (11:35 a.m.): (I’ll leave you alone for now. Text me as soon as you can okay?)

Emperor (5:05 p.m.): (So I just got a text from Mel. Does not seem legit but whatever. You’ve been acting pretty strange bro.)

Emperor (5:07 p.m.): (We r texting each other and Lance this is some weird ass shit let me tell you. First you don’t answer your boyf (let’s be honest Hunk is our #1 and boyf’s are #2 but super close to #1) which is stupid. It’s a stupid name)

                                  (Next thing I know Mel’s saying you get kidnapped by a sexy dude)

Emperor (5:08 p.m.): (I can’t trust Mel on if the guy is like Taylor lvl hot or Eridan lvl hot which she <3s)

                                  (Could be a reason why you aren’t answering me. A stupid one but you’re phone’s gone)

Emperor (6:10 p.m.): (You’re mom is going to hit you with her chankla)

                                  (Sweet dreams Lanypoo)

Emperor (8:43 p.m.): (Congratulations)

                                  (You’ve successfully freaked everyone out back at home)

                                  (I may not be religious but I pray for you)

Emperor (8:44 p.m.): (No one is going to let you live it down)

                                  (If you aren’t dead yet you are going to be >:D)

Emperor (9:23 p.m.): (I just found out Hunk’s not answering his phone)

                                  (1st I thought it was a school thing but…)

                                  (I’m worried.)

                                  (Fuck.)

Emperor (9:24 p.m.): (You two better be safe.)

                                  (I don’t think I can forgive myself otherwise.)

                                  (Come back home with all your limbs attached.)

Emperor (9:25 p.m.): (We miss you)

Emperor (9:26 p.m.): (Fuck you dude)

                                  (You’re making me sound like a sap)

                                  (Just come home)

Emperor (9:30 p.m.): (I still think you’re safe. Even though those people at the Garrison can’t find you)

                                  (You and Hunk are smart, you’ll get out of this jam.)

                                  (I even used that old word just for you boyf. Tell our best friend to calm down and keep his head)

Chat: Tía Maria

          Tía Maria

Tía Maria (5:21 p.m.): (It’s me Maria, you know you’re favorite aunt. I just heard from Melony that you aren’t answering anyone. I know that you met a new friend at the Garrison, someone who is cool, even though he’s trouble. You’re a good kid Lance, and I expect an answer, I waited so that you can do some work. The little orator--why do you call him an emperor? Know your latin history--told me that your phone was taken away. Just answer asap please boy.)

Tía Maria (6:32 p.m.): (Lance.)

                                   (Hunk isn’t even picking up)

                                   (Is this another one of your jokes?)

Tía Maria (7:05 p.m.): (I just got off the phone with Anna, you know she is in hysterics. Making your poor mother worry, goodness it’s worse than her getting drunk and riding those go carts years ago.)

Tía Maria (7:23 p.m.): (This is getting ridiculous. I’m calling your school.)

Tía Maria (8:20 p.m.): (May Lord have mercy.)

Tía Maria (8:53 p.m.): (Going to Agathe’s house, everyone will be there.)

Tía Maria (8:54 p.m.): (We’ll find a way to find you two. Even a country away we can do something.)

Chat: Tío Anton

          Tío Anton

Tío Anton (5:23 p.m.): (Nice joke boy)

Tío Anton (8:28 p.m.): (Riri called. She told me it’s serious)

Tío Anton (8:31 p.m.): (I knew I shouldn’t have trusted those American schools. Know you’re too far away and the only ones closest to you is the other McClains. Still that’s too far)

Tío Anton (8:33 p.m.): (This is Sephina, Cece,

                                    (We are going to Riri’s house)

Tío Anton (8:46 p.m.): (Oh Lord)

Chat: Auntie Sal

          Auntie Sal

Auntie Sal (6:24 p.m.): Yo Lance! You see that? Old little thing

                                     Great you remember that tho

Auntie Sal (6:25 p.m.): Little Mel told me about what happened, and I’m pretty sure she’s kidding…

                                    Like 87%...

                                    Well...74% to b honest

Auntie Sal (6:26 p.m.): Going to keep in touch w the family

                                     See if anyone else knows anything...

Chat: Aunt Trisha

          Aunt Trisha

Aunt Trisha (8:10 p.m.): Be safe my little weapon. I remember that you used to hate it.

                                       Al will be driving to Arizona to talk to the Garrison.

Aunt Trisha (8:11 p.m.): Don’t worry, we’ll find you three.

Aunt Trisha (8:13 p.m.): I wished Melony told me earlier about all of this instead of hearing it second handed. She thought it was a joke until it turns out it is a reality.

Aunt Trisha (8:14 p.m.): If you’re kidnapper is reading this, I have a message for him. We will find my nephew and his friends.

Aunt Trisha (8:15 p.m.): Question is, why does this man want with children

                                       I will reveal your intentions.

Group Chat: What’s up with school?

          Agathe and Eli

Eli (8:20 p.m.): They just contacted us about you, my son & a classmate is missing.

Eli (8:21 p.m.): You know Hunk, and in case your phone is taken, I won’t say more.

                         Me and Agathe are worried about the three of you.

Eli (8:24 p.m.): It’s ironic how our group name is is isn’t it?

                         If a man could turn back time...

#voltron legendary defender #vld fanfic #vld lance #vld lance's family #sometimes I hate this format #copy and paste #the whole fic

[goat-yells-at-everything]

*angry and frustrated goat noises*

(warning. shit ton of swearing. you have been warned)

So I broke the screen on my phone sunday but (after a short “my parents will kill me” moment) thought it wouldn’t be too big a deal to get it fixed.

Went to Best Buy and he said no problem and submitted a replacement request. 200$ down the tube but it was better than the $600+ to buy a new one (and still need to pay off the old one).

Got the phone and went into Best Buy to get them to help transfer everything.

What I was not told was that the crack would result in my screen quickly being taken over by the fucking phage until it was totally black.

And Samsung told our Best Buy to go fuck itself so it no longer has the Samsung expert counter.

And they cant do shit to help me.

No (well, not a big) problem. I’ll do some research and see if I can fix it. If not, my bro is a tech guy for his office so I’m sure he can help.

Well, thanks to that same brother who decided to use my phone to prank call the local chinese place at Thanksgiving last year, I put a passcode on my phone to keep it locked.

Ok. All these programs say I can plug it in and it’ll let me remote unlock it.

Well, being the total mentally deficient fuck-wad that I am, I did not enable “USB debugging” which is REQUIRED by EVERY FUCKING THING UNDER THE FUCKING SUN.

I am completely fucked.

Over 3/4s of my contacts were not saved to the sim card for SOME FUCKING REASON. Even though it had all been transferred from my old iphone ages ago.

The ONLY saving grace is way back when I first got my phone I had an issue and the bb samsung expert told me to backup my phone to my computer. I had to jump threw a shit ton of hoops until finally I was able to back up some of my pictures. However, because apple and android are both cunts and cant just get the fuck along, it wouldn’t save contact information.

So ya.

Now I get to run around trying to figure out what contacts I need to get back.

I am a very angry goat right now.

#goat just vents

[theambivalent]

Letter to the Breathless

I’m sorry I had to cancel going to the high school reunion. I had to take mom to a doctor’s appointment - it was her blood again - too thick for her fragile veins. After her appointment, I just had my energy drained. Yours would be too if you had to spend 4+ hours in waiting rooms. -and of course… I get no cell phone signal there. Shit.

I try to message you on Instagram, but you deleted it. I message you on Facebook. Nothing. It doesn’t even say it’s been read. I wonder if you’re going off-grid. “Un-plugging”, the kids call it. I like to call it real life. Two weeks pass… more than enough time to ‘unplug’. I Email. Text. Nothing. Nothing. Are you ignoring me on purpose? Did my cancelling really get you that angry with me?

It had been the second time I’d cancel spending time with you because of family or work. No bullshit. If  I just ‘didn’t want to’, I would have told you. The first time, you wanted to meet for lunch, and I said yes. You seemed happy. I seemed happy. Then my husband’s car broke down [fiancee at the time] and I had to pick him up. Could you blame a future wife for not wanting to leave her man stranded?

Months pass, and i beat myself up trying to figure out what I did or said to you that you would be so angry with me to the point that you’d delete your Instagram and stop contacting me. Did your old lady find my messages and take them the wrong way? Did she get angry? Did she leave you with your son? I push that thought out of my head. I’m too dramatic. Way too dramatic. That’s such a lame reason to fight.

We’ve been friends for a long time. We were best buds in elementary school; you were my ONLY friend at one point. I was a bit of a loner in the beginning. I didn’t know how to socialize, and you were the only one in my ESL class that would actually talk to me. You were nice to me when no one else was. I needed that. You took the long way home from school just so you can walk me home on the way. Too nice. My family teased the crap out of me for that one. Thanks.

But you moved away and we never saw each other again. I was angry with you that you moved, so I ignored your calls & snail mail. Blamed it on my super hard 5th grade homework. Stupid.

We get in touch a few years later, then a few years of nothing. Then ‘remember me?’, and we connect again. Then another few years of nothing. That’s just how we are. We don’t find it weird.

We just reconnect in time my for high school reunion - which I invite you to. And then… I have to cancel.

So, okay, you’re not logging into your Facebook. Fine. You ignore my texts. Double fine. I begin to get angry. Facebook is telling me the last time you logged in was months ago. The most recent things you posted… you sounded sad. You talk about driving off cliffs and doing drugs. Not like you. Except for the drugs. You know I’m against that. And you never listened to me in those regards. But that’s not the version of you that I know. Every Time you spoke to me, you sounded happy. Maybe not ‘over the moon’ happy; you had the usual everyday complaints that I had or any other person would have about work, traffic, just… life in general. I had never seen  your actual posts since I only  used Facebook for ‘messenger’. I scroll down all of your posts. They’re all very cryptic. Some are lyrics of rap songs you like. So maybe everything you post is rap lyrics and I don’t listen to Drake so I assume you’re okay, just upset with me.

Months roll around and your birthday pops up. I send you a ‘happy birthday’ message. Last time i did that, you got so happy that I remembered. This time...nothing. Why are you ignoring me? I get emotional. I want to talk to an old friend and he doesn’t talk to me. Voiceless. Breathless.

Angry. I put you in the back of my mind.. Is this going to be one of those times where we take a break for a few years.

Okay. we’ve done this before. Give him space.

Give him his 

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A year rolls by. It’s your birthday again. I message you: happy birthday. It’s not read. You’re not responding. Again. I go to your profile. And there it is. The latest post on your profile was by one of your friends. “We really miss you bro, but we know you’re looking down on us everyday”

Eyes open wide.

What.

The.

Fuck.

This is some sort of prank. I furiously google your name, which is extremely difficult because your name matches some famous dude’s name. A conqueror from history. What were your parents thinking? I get frustrated and stop searching. I can’t find you anywhere. Where did you go?

Finally. I get a hit. An obituary. I am at work. I freak out. I cry. No one hears me crying. I go to my car in the parking lot and just let it out. I want to turn back time and just message you like we always do when something insanely terrible happens in my life.

I do nothing for 2 weeks and try to clear my mind. What happened? Was there an accident? Then I remember your last few posts. I remember how sad you sounded. I cry again. I message your friend that left that post on your page. He tells me you never told him about me. Why? Did you not want anyone to know about me? Was I a secret of yours? Or was I just nothing to you? He tells me that your family didn’t disclose how you died… not to anyone.

No one wanted to be disrespectful, so no one asked. He tells me you were depressed, but even more so right before you passed away. It is March. You passed away September the year prior to that. One year and 5 months ago. It was the same day I cancelled meeting you at my high school reunion. He says you went to his house that evening and looked terrible. Hung out for a bit. You looked like you were on something. And you weren’t seen since. He thinks you might have overdosed. Could this be true? I don’t want it to be true.

My stomach feels heavy. My insides fill up with bricks & stones and i am heavy. When I get home, I sink into my bed and just… go numb. So much pain. The same night i cancelled? Was that just coincidence? Did something else happen to you that night? Why didn’t you come to me? Did you feel that i was pushing you away? Sometimes I do that, I’ll admit. But considering how we are with each other... Our huge gaps in-between speaking to each other… could something worse have happened to you that night? Was it planned? An accident? I may never know.

I don’t understand. I replay all of our conversations from that time in my head. On repeat. Trying to find a moment that stood out. Something to tell me that it was all because of me. You’re gone because of me.

I join a chat group to grieve. People who’ve lost loved ones to suicide. I’m still not sure if that’s how you went, but so far, all evidence points to that. They all had one thing in common. They all blamed themselves after the incident. It’s natural to feel guilty, they tell me. I’m numb. How can I be sure? I can't, they tell me. I say it’s insanely unfair. They send me virtual hugs and somehow I feel better. Until i go home and have nothing to think about but you. And it took me almost a year and a half to find out about you being gone. Breathless. And i feel guilty again.

My husband gives me the space i need. 

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I’m in awe of him. What he puts up with [me]. He knows I’m upset about you. What happened to you. Whether you did it to yourself or not. It’s not fair.

I only have one picture of you. The one from your online obituary. I have it hanging on my cubicle at work. I see your face everyday. You look sad in the picture. Tired.

I managed to track down your brother online and he [of course] doesn’t know who I am. Your little secret. I still don’t know how to feel about that. He offers to meet me at your grave site. You were cremated, but you have a memorial. He looks like you. It hurts to see his pictures. He is like the version of you I knew. He looks happy in all of his pictures, and I turn down his offer. I don’t have the courage for this.

This fall will be 3 years since you left us. Next month will be one year since I found out. I still have not visited your grave. I want to. Badly. Maybe if I see it, then it will be real. Too real. I’m too fragile for that. 

For fuck’s sake, you had a kid. A little person was depending on you. 

*Anger. Confusion. Sadness. Emptiness.*

I breathe. In. Out.

Eyes closed. I feel your presence, but you’re not here. 

Not breathing. In. Out. 

Breathless….

#death #sadness #suicide #regret #i miss you #loved ones #friendship #childhood #letter #journal #write the pain down

[artlessictoan]

How I’d do Naruto Next Gen

okok I’ve been wanting to do something more in depth and organised than my usual ranting about how everything is terrible now, so here we go! (though lbr this is just my usual ranting but 10x longer)

for the sake of brevity ha and my own piece of mind I’m not gonna go into how unnecessarily hetro the ending was and how everyone should’ve been gay and hey not every couple absolutely had to get married and/or have kids and also nart should’ve gotten the opportunity to realise that becoming hokage wasn’t necessary to achieve his real goal of becoming someone loved and accepted by others and he deserved so much better tbh and why isn’t sak just running the whole show and why isn’t there more sand sibs, bc let’s face it none of that was ever gonna happen, so these ideas are mostly built with the premise that all the canon couples stay canon and all the kids are still around and the product of those ships and the big plot things that happened (like nart becoming hokage and the like) stay roughly the same

forewarning bc else someone’s bound to say something; if you enjoy the next gen stuff? not a problem! that’s great, people enjoying stuff is a good thing! I wish I could enjoy more stuff, bc enjoying things is far more fun than not enjoying things! everyone has a different taste though and for me – and a lot of other people – the way that the next gen has turned out has been a disappointment, this post is for those people, so we can talk about why we think it’s failed and what we would’ve like to see instead, if you don’t feel that way about it.. well just scroll on past this post and keep enjoying the things you enjoy! have an absolute blast, you’ve earned it!

under the cut bc I am apparently incapable of keeping my rambling concise, there’s 2000 words of only vaguely coherent thoughts and tangents, so maybe get yourself a cuppa and a snack before trudging through it (some of this I’ve said in other posts before but w/e)

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first off lets change some of the kids’ personalities, there’s nothing intrinsically wrong with any of them, but like….. 90% are carbon copies of one of their parents (and mostly their dads but I won’t get into that issue rn) which is ridiculous, bc personality traits aren’t genetic?? like my mum is super chill and sensible and my dad is short-tempered, but I’m an anxious mess and my bro is an anti-social control freak.. we didn’t get any of that from either of our parents

while it’s certainly true that you might be influenced by them (me and mum share a lot of interests and tastes), it’s not a hard and fast rule and I don’t find it realistic that EVERY kid takes after their parents, though I probably wouldn’t have such a problem with it if they were more a mix of both parents than just their dads, so here’s some potential alterations:

Boruto. good fucking lord, no, we did not need a clone of Naruto heading another series, if we wanted to see a rambunctious scamp who gets into trouble but loves his friends a whole lot and has a knack for giving inspirational speeches, then there’s already a whole 700 chap manga for that! one with a far more likable and interesting rambunctious scamp tbqh. so how about we make a few alterations, maybe instead of taking after Nart, Bolt takes a bit more after Hinata? a little quiet and a bit of a pushover, but someone who’ll quickly stick up for a friend and has an ease of communication that’s a bit more Nart? not shy so much as laidback and composed, maybe he isn’t all that interested in being a ninja too, like he’s quite skilled but is a pacifist and would much rather get a civilian job as idk a baker or gardener or something

Shikadai. only a few minor changes here bc I really do like the kid as he is, I’d just like to see him using Tema’s abilities too (and maybe also being just a bit more snarky and unyielding like his mum)

Inojin. I’m kinda torn on this one, bc I do like that he’s a lot like Sai (at least in the anime, he seems to have a pretty different personality from what little we’ve seen of him in the manga???), but I think it’d be pretty interesting if he was just not like either of his parents, maybe if he was very quiet and subdued, but also the mastermind behind all the kid’s pranks, has a mischievous streak that often shocks people, but his friends always love hanging out with him bc of it. also why doesn’t he have Ino’s powers? let’s give him Ino’s powers too

Sand Kids 2.0. ok so at this point we haven’t seen nearly enough of them to say much either way but I have negative faith in kishi and ike so I’ll just say that I want them all to be Gaara’s adopted kids (since it’s still unclear if it’s just Shinki or all of ‘em atm) and I want them to be exactly like this shameless plug for me and @spellfire01‘s versions of them which are the best fucking versions and I will protect my children with my life

now some changes to the original cast (this is where I’m gonna get proper bitter, prepare yourselves):

OH NARUTO MY POOR CHILD WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU I’ve already talked about this but let me just reiterate in as eloquent a way as I can; Naruto would never become a neglectful father. N e v e r. not after the childhood he went through, no matter how much work he had to do as kage, don’t dare fucking try and tell me that Naruto – "It's almost unbearable, isn't it… the pain of being all alone. I know that feeling; I've been there, in that dark and lonely place, but now there are others, other people who mean a lot to me. I care more about them than I do myself, and I won't let anyone hurt them… They rescued me from my loneliness" – Uzumaki would EVER neglect his kids. just fucking don’t. in this version Nart is a doting and involved dad (perhaps a little too much, to the point that his kids find him kinda exhausting and have to ask him to leave them alone sometimes) who sends his clones to work at the office while he hangs out with his family.. I honestly don’t know why he doesn’t already do that

let all the girls out of their houses to do some ninja work for the love of god

poor put-upon Shino-sensei is alright.. but we’ve already had that with Iruka, I’d honestly much rather see the Cool Sensei who keeps all the kids in line without even doing much of anything and has a knack for inspiring them and always has a line of students trailing after him asking to hear more of his awesome ninja stories and everyone always trying to show off when he’s around, bc Shino is literally The Best

have Sauce and Saku be divorcees. seriously, are even the people who ship them happy with how their relationship has turned out? they barely see each other and apparently it’s been that way since chap 699, so why not just have them split up? it really wouldn’t change much, just say that, at some point after Sarada was born, they realised that they were both gay incompatible personality-wise and they were both so busy with their individual work that there wasn’t much of a relationship to lose. not only would this be good for both their characters (there’s no reason they couldn’t still be good friends) and just more sensible all-round, but it would also be a nice way to show that not every childhood romance/first love works out and that’s perfectly fine and normal and they can still live happy, full lives afterwards!

speaking of Sauce, let him spend at least a little bit of time interacting with his friends and family in Konoha, even if he’s still mostly travelling around on important missions he should at least be taking every opportunity to visit his daughter when he’s in the area, seriously, c’mon

Temari got done so dirty in that one episode.. here’re some much better words than I could ever muster but generally I’d want her to be less the ‘scary, overbearing, harsh’ mother and more the ‘strict but cool and sneaky’ mother, like she’d honestly be the type to use reverse psychology and gentle manipulation, she’d make her boy do some seemingly meaningless task that somehow makes him have an epiphany and come back to her when he’s done like “I know what I did wrong now and I’m sorry” than just shout at him and refuse to make dinner (also I just really like to hc that she’s a terrible cook so it’s Shikamaru who does all the cooking anyway)

it’d be really great to see Hina either being the new clan head or at least otherwise involved in Hyuuga clan politics, so we could actually see how she’s working to destroy that whole slavery thing they’ve got going, rather than that plotline just being dropped somewhere around the end of the chunin exam arc and never picked up again (I mean I assume that it’s all supposed to be fixed by now, but that’s not the kinda thing that should happen entirely off-screen) and so we can see her life revolving around something other than Nart and her kids, she’s remarkably capable and had so much potential but she’s been denied every opportunity to really exist as her own character by the writers

Kiba…… what the hell is going on with Kiba? where is he? what is he doing? how’s he feeling these days? is he supposed to be married to that nameless cat lady we saw for a single panel? these are things we shall never know I guess. tbh what I’d really LOVE to see would be Kiba-sensei, just imagine him and Shino both being teachers who work in completely opposite ways, Shino is the quiet, inspiring, lowkey scary one and Kiba is the gigantic fucking dork one who cheers his students on way too loud and makes the classes super fun and joins in the kids games, him and Shino have a class rivalry and Kiba is constantly roping students into joining his attempts to prank Shino (they’ve never once succeeded but oNE DAY)

Ino should be the next head of Konoha’s intelligence division, I will fight kishi on this one

why the actual fuck is oroch still happily living it up in his penthouse lab?? kill the fucker. or at the very least imprison the fucker. just say that Mitsuki was an old project of his that somehow kept developing in his absence, or was a product of research carried out by some lackeys’ years after he’s gone, anything that means I don’t have to accept that everyone has apparently forgiven him for everything and knows that he’s still experimenting on kids but just don’t care

and on that last note: Justice for Yamato 2k17

right now let’s get onto the actual plot/story for this very self-pandering au

make Sarada the main char. while I can see why they would choose to go with Boruto, honestly Salad’s more interesting a character and! A Girl!! Main Character!!!! I NEED IT!!!!!! focus on her goal to be hokage and her struggles with her parents and follow up on that ‘restoring the Uchiha’ plot thread that just.. dropped right off the map somewhere between 699 and 700, her reconciling what her clan was with what she wants to make it

get rid of that weird demon-sensing eye thing that’s going on. and the demon thing in general. and also that jarring post-apocalypse future thing they’re building up. I didn’t slog through over a decade of kishi’s bullshit just so my kids didn’t get to live long, happy lives. make the plot just slice-of-life fluff, nothing more dangerous than a bully, just some kids trying to be awesome ninja in a world that doesn’t really need ninja anymore bc peace and all that

waaay more of Chocho, Himawari and Inojin (at least enough so they all get equal billing)

show how the ninja world has grown and developed since the end of the original series (not just technologically), what do ninja do now that there aren’t any wars and international relationships are at an all-time high? have missions completely gone from being combat and intel based to more about construction and assistance? are ninja numbers actually dropping, favouring civilian jobs in these more peaceful times? how well are people – ninja or not – adjusting to these changes? is learning ninja techniques still encouraged but in a way that’s more about culture and traditions than actual use in combat (in the same way that swordplay today is mostly practiced for performance, fun and sport, rather than out of any real-life practicality)? there are so many interesting things to explore that you don’t even need to be adding in new threats to keep the series entertaining

I’ve said this before, but I think it’d be really cool and cute if after the end of the war and with some drastic changes to the ninja world’s politics, this next gen is less about becoming ninja, than realising that they’ll never be ninja (at least not in the way that their parents were) and how they react to that. maybe they’re frustrated because they hear so many cool stories about the grand battles of the previous generation and they want to be able to do those things too damnit! so the kids are just going around trying to be super-awesome ninja in a world that doesn’t really need ninja anymore, picking fights and trying to make their boring d-rank missions seem more important and dangerous than they really are, maybe at some point they learn a bit more about how hard and traumatising that life was for their parents and why the world had to change, until they eventually decide that if the role of a ninja has to change, then together they’re gonna discover what that new role will be, what will being a ninja really mean in this new, peaceful world?

and, a final ending note: fuck ike’s sickening treatment of Sarada with regards to her sexualised presentation and the disgusting reveal that someone taught Boruto (a young child!) the sexy jutsu. Let The Kids Be Kids 2k17

#ictoan whines about boruto #boruto #anti-boruto #i spent way too long on this #apparently the way to start doing more meta is to just spew all your bile onto the keyboard and hope for the best #i'm super open to hearing people's thoughts on what they'd like to see in their ideal versions of the next gen!! #i just want someone to wail about missed opportunities with tbh #and it might give me more #writing ideas #ugh why do i always wait til i'm about to go to bed to post this shit #i'm bad at this i apologise

[alwaysinmyheartnct]

prince!chenle au!!!

a v amazing anon requested this and i got so excited to wrtie. thank you so much for the request darling xox also sorry it was really long :((( i kinda got carried away  - admin amy

- aight so chenle’s prolly a real playful prince who doesnt give a fuck about his duties

- like his father (the One and Only King) got chenle a tutor to teach him about current affairs and specifically told him what tiem to be at the royal library

- chenle never showed up LMAO

- he was found playing in a dandelion field with knight!renjun

- when his father heard his son’s mischief he was just like /sigh/ its ok we still have hope his older brother isnt a total doofus

- so they just give up on forcibly teaching chenle

- but not to worry!!! chenle is actually smart and knows 5 languages

- acts as his father’s emergency translator sometimes

- but messes up translations on purpose and gets forced to clean horse poop for a week

- anyways here’s where you come in

- so you’ve never really known what to do wiht your life but you knew you wanted to get an education

- but education is super expensive and ur parents were hesitant to send you to an educational institute

- so when you heard the royal castle was providing FREE education to all of its maids and servants with free accommodation you signed up immediately

- ur parents were like,,,, wtf bro but they let you go anyway since thye kenw you wanted it bad

- i mean you only needed to serve for 6-8 hours a day and they didnt need to be worried about you getting kidnapped or anything

- they wanted you to send money back home tho so you were like ok lmaooo

- however when you arrived at the royal castle a week later to do your duties

- you didnt know you were assigned to be prince!chenle’s personal maid

- and when you did oh boy you were in for a treat

- the head maid took you aside from all the others and u wer elike ???

- “you’ve been specially chosen to serve prince chenle how eXciting!!!!!! ok here’s a list of your duties and you shall accompany chenle at all times for the 6-8 hours”

- “huh im sorry could you repeat”

- “no time for that the prince is coming soon aND THere he Is BIG SMILES EVERYONE BIG SMILES”

- you hadn’t seen prince chenle before bc he doesnt rly attend royal events so you were like,,,,, who is he??

- but you were blown away by a blonde cutie coming your way

- you were sh00kt but you tried not to show it lol

- you didnt kno it but chenle was sh00kt too

- ‘SHE SO BEAUTIFUL WTF DO I DO’

- so he just screams

- and an awkward silence follows

- the head maid then introduces you to him as his new personal maid

- bc the king wants to have some type of control over chenle’s life the kid is all over the place

- so y’all walk

- so he starts walking to his room and you trail behind him somewhat awkwardly

- however once y’all get inside the room

- ‘y/n help me build a pillow fort itS URGENT’

- &&& you’re like,,, well ok

- so y’all build a pillow fort in his room

- where tf do all these pillows and blankets come from

- & you just stand there awkwardly as he crawls in

- he notices u aren’t following him in so he backs out a little & he realises u’re probe super awks

- bc you two legit don’t know each other, you met like 15 minutes ago && he screamed in ur face

- so he’s like hIII I’m chenle!!!!! sorry about earlier hehe

- ur like bih i know but you’re like yes your majesty

- &&& he’s like do away with the formalities, whats your name

- ur kinda taken aback bc he’s pretty laid-back for a royal but you intro yourself anyways

- he holds out his hand and he’s like i look forward to working with you y/n and flashes hIS KILLER SMILE HAVE U SEEN THIS BOI

- anyway

- he’s like cmon join mE & motions for you to follow him

- you move to follow him into this massive pillow fort how can the castle have all these pillows tf

- but then your phone buzzes as the head maid reminds you to bring chenle to archery practice and to ready his uniform and stuff & ur like :-))) ok

- so ur like ‘your majes- chenle i have to ready your uniform, you have archery practice in 15 minutes @ two’

- he wants to refuse but since ur so cute he’s like ok :((((((( pouty face x10000 only if u follow me tho

- so you iron his uniform and give it to him and he actually goes to practice

- the instructor is surprised that chenle is punctual && he’s like wow chenle you actually came to practice on time 4 once & you brought a friend

- & he tries to shush the instructor bc you’re there and he doesn’t want to make a bad impression of himself in front of you

- ur kinda laffin inside bc this bOI

- so you sit on the sidelines and watch chenille practice archery

- & wow he looks so mature so serious so handsome

- you don’t wanna admit it but he really does look handsome when he’s concentrating on something

- unbeknownst to you, he’s actually trying really hard for once to impress you for unknown reasons of course

- his archery instructor is thoroughly impressed and reports to the king v excitedly

- he’s like ‘yOUR HIGHNESS CHENLE IS MAKING MASSIVE PROGESS AT ARCHEYR DUDE’

-&&& the king is like ‘wow really’ bc his son has never really put effort into anything

- so the king is like must be the new maid wow she really tamed him

- so you’re officially Chenle’s Maid

- although you do help chenle you also go to school and you meet other maids and butlers & you make loads of friends

- when chenle is out riding his horse w/ his bro he can’t help but notice the school for servants on the other side of the field & he glances over @ you laughing with your newfound friends and he subconsciously smiles to himself

- his bro is like dude u ok & he follows chenle’s line of sight and he sees u

- ‘hey isn’t that ur new maid y r u staring at her ;))))’

- chenle the blushes a deep red && he’s like sHUt UP

- his bro is like ‘mom & dad r gonna be so pissed when they find out’

- chenle’s like ‘ill treat u to pizza for a week’

- ‘deal’

- the following week you and chenle spend a lot of time together

- recreating the pillow fort & watching anime together bc chenle cant watch anime alone :(

- going for walks around the royal garden together

- chenle’s behaviour also significantly improves && he attends to his duties now

- his parents are very pleased

- they give you a raise & ur parents r jumping wth joy

- && you get to know that chenle’s a really thoughtful guy when he’s out of his wild mode

- you also find out he’s really funny && you both joke around now and poke fun at each other

- when no one’s looking y’all play tag in the castle

- its really fun

- before you know it, you’ve fallen in love with chenle

- & ur like shit bro he’s royalty tho so you keep it to yourself

- ignoring all the times your hands brush

- the slight blush on chenle’s cheeks when he holds your hand to hurriedly bring you around corners when you guys are playing so y’all dont get caught by the superiors

- the way your gazes linger on each other more than necessary

- one day you were tasked to pick up chenle from his night class on current affairs and to also hand him his pajamas

- so when he cam out of the royal library he just looked absolutely rekt

- so ur like chenle u ok

- he just smiles at you slightly, his eyes half lidded

- && ur like chenle let me carry your books

- so you bring a tired chenle back to his room and help him wash up

- you think he looks absolutely adorable, sleepy tired chenle is wow

- a muted normal chenle tbh

- so when you tuck him into bed he’s like

- y/n don’t leave pls

- && ur like ok,,, what do you want me to do

- he’s like could you please cuddle with me? if you’re ok with it if not its ok you can go back to your living quarters

- ur heart highkey accelerates almost too fast bc 1) u can’t say no to chenle and 2) ur GONNA CUDDLE WITH UR CRUSH WHAT IF SOMEONE NOTICES AND COMES IN OR SMTH

- he senses ur apprehension && he’s like don’t worry no one will come in and if you don’t come back to the living quarters i can just tell mom and dad u were helping me bc i was sick

- so you slowly slide into bed with him, keeping a safe distance but

- chenle pulls u closer to him and hugs you tightly

- you wanna squirm out but he lets out little soft breaths and you know the hoe is asleep so u like dang it but also really short bc ur in such close proximity

- you eventually fall asleep

- you’re the first to wake up in the morn and when you do, you notice you’ve shifted positions and you’re now facing him

- you admire his features, the way the sunlight dyes his skin a honey yellow, the way his hair glistens an amber hue

- he wake sup tho and you shut ur eyes immediately buT HE CAUGHT YOU STARIN OHHHHH

- he chuckles lightly & he’s like i know u stared at me u creep AHAHAHA

- ur like shit what if- he don’t like me

- ur a stoopid ass

- he’s like ‘its ok i like u too don’t worry, but we have to keep it under wraps from my parents’

- yOU WANNA JUMP IN JOY but decide not to bc u know ur shy af

- following months you guys try to keep it hidden

- kissing secretly in corners of the castle

- holding ur hands a tad bit longer when y’all have to part

- tbh his parents start to notice when chenle can’t pay attention during dinner time and keeps staring at his phone &&& they’re like chenle we need to talk, chenle’s bro pls leave the room

- he’s like gg wp bro I’m in deep shit

- so he just starts shouting at his parents like

- I REALLY LOVE Y/N AND YOU CANT TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME

- he’s like bro chill we already knew we just wanted to freak you out a little its chill we aight with you and y/n

- just as longs it does not affect ur performance

- he’s rly happy but he also wants to play a prank on you

- so he gets knight!renjun to bring u in && tell you that the king and queen has summoned you

- he also gets his parents in on it

- so when u enter, chenle’s looking down and his parents looked displeased

- they’re like ‘we heard about u & our son’

- you start bawling cause u think y’all r over

- but then they r like ‘OMG OMG DONT CRY ITS OK WE R OK OMG CHENLE WANTED TO PLAY A PRANK ON YOU THATS ALL’

- ur so relieved u start crying even more

- channels like shit I’m sorry baobei r u ok & goes to hug you

- you’re like /sniff/ its ok I’m just really happy thank you your highnesses

- they’re like call us mom & dad

- years later u think back upon it as your laying in bed with your now husband chenle

- && ur like I’m glad it worked out baobei

- he looks down at you & he’s like I’m glad it did too

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