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nyrasbloodyclover · 6 months
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ghost stories (tate langdon x reader)
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a/n: FIRST OCTOBER FIC LET'S GOOO
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It was the beginning of October when my family decided to move into our new house. I was already in love with it, even though my mom said it made her feel depressed by just looking at it.
It was much bigger than our previous home, so the exploring part made me excited. We dropped our bags and I immediately went to see each room.
It was getting pretty dark but I didn't bother turning on the lights. The air smelled of rain as I entered one of the rooms. It looked like it belonged to a boy, probably around my age. There were a lot of records of many different artists, some books and even an empty hamster cage.
"What are you doing in my room?" I turned and almost screamed when a boy appeared behind me. He looked young, with blond curls and pretty brown eyes.
"What are you talking about?" I finally asked when I gathered myself.
"This is my room." He was still not answering my question.
"We just moved in, and I don't know what are you talking about or how you even managed to get in without us noticing but if you plan on staying, I suggest you explain that to me."
And he did explain. But how was I supposed to believe him that he was a ghost who died in this house and is trapped in here forever?
"Prove it." I crossed my arms.
"Fine," he almost rolled his eyes. Then he disappeared. Like literally. From thin air.
"What the fu—" But then he appeared. I shook my head in disbelief and started to laugh. "Oh my god, that's so fucking cool."
"You think so? I'm Tate, by the way." He looked genuinely happy to introduce himself to me.
And so I became friends with one of the ghosts that lived in our house. We talked most of the time, he made fun of my music taste and made me listen to Nirvana (which I surprisingly liked). I read to him sometimes and he listened. He was an amazing listener.
But my parents didn't know about him and I meant to keep it that way.
He was okay with that and it was pretty easy to hide him. I mean whenever we were in my room and someone tried to come in, Tate just had to disappear.
The more we hung out, the closer we became. Sitting beside each other on my bed turned into him laying between my legs while I did my homework and he listened to his music. But we never tried to point that out. At least I haven't.
I pretended not to notice him drawing circles on my skin or playing with my hair, his hands wandering carefully, trying not to be too obvious. That made me feel...something. Something towards him. I hated it because we had such great friendship and admitting my feelings would just ruin it.
Until one night I was pissed about my school and I was just rambling to him, saying the worst stuff I could about everything and I had a feeling that he was trying not to laugh at me, but I didn't care.
He called me to join him on my bed and take a break from studying because it was getting late. For the first time, I listened to him.
And at some point, both of us fell asleep. I was exhausted and my body was screaming thank you when I finally closed my eyes.
But in the middle of the night, I woke up in panic because I never planned to fall asleep. I didn't even finish all my work!
In all my distress, I woke up Tate and he looked at me with his adorable sleepy eyes while I ran around the room and gathered all my books. He realized what I was doing and immediately stood up with intention to drag me back to bed.
"No, Tate, I have to finish this!"
"Relax. You need sleep. It's three in the morning."
"Yes, but how will I sleep when I know I left half of my assignments unfinished?"
He smiled innocently at me while I looked at him, not understanding his sudden mood change.
"I can help you fall asleep. If you want to." I looked at him, then at my books.
I was still confused. "I do, but...You have sleeping pills or something?"
At that he grinned at the floor and my chest fluttered.
"Let's just get to bed. I'll show you, but you have to relax." I couldn't hear a thing in that moment, not even the rain, not the pounding in my chest. I wasn't oblivious anymore. I knew what he meant and I still let him do whatever he pleased.
In seconds I was on bed with Tate slowly climbing on top of me. My face was burning and I couldn't see straight, but I didn't move.
He slowly put his hand on my pants, tucking his fingers beneath the waistband. "May I?"
I just nodded, not being able to form a proper sentence, but it was enough for him to take both, my pants and my underwear down.
His dark eyes were literally glowing while his mouth watered at the sight of me. Tate spread my legs and lowered himself enough to reach my aching cunt.
He looked up, smiling innocently before he went to work. His tongue licked me, up and down and I immediately grabbed his blond locks for support. He repeated the movement and it made me want to let out ungodly sounds, but I remembered we weren't alone and my parents were probably sleeping. If they found us like this, with Tate's head between my legs and my fingers in his hair...I would be joining Tate at being dead.
He put one finger in while his tongue circled my swollen clit and I accidentally pulled his hair. He let out a soft groan and I almost smirked for myself. I did it again and Tate groaned into me.
He didn't plan on stopping, apparently. Tate wanted me to see stars. I just wasn't sure how was this going to help with my sleep. I felt like I wasn't going to be able to close an eye for the rest of the night.
Tate decided to add another finger and I almost lost it there, but I couldn't let myself ruin this perfect moment. Not yet.
"If I add one more will you stop being to stubborn?"
"Let's find out." And he wasn't kidding. He stretched me put enough to put his third finger in and I moaned into my hand, not being able to control myself anymore.
He continued working with his tongue and it didn't take me long after that to lift my hips as I came on his mouth. He pressed his hand over my stomach to pin me back on bed as I clenched around his fingers.
He got up, licking his fingers and cleaning up his swollen mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. He took it off and did the same with my mess.
My legs were weak, I could barely change, but he helped me and got under the covers.
I joined him and realized that I haven't once thought about my assignments.
"Tate?"
"Yes?"
"Are we still friends?"
"Of course. Especially when you're in the need of sleeping pills."
I fell asleep with the weight of his hand on me while rain pounded on my window.
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rhoorl · 6 months
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Week in Review | September 24
What a week! Luckily everyone around my neck of the woods is healthier and doing well. Hope you are staying healthy too. Thank you to everyone who reached out to check on me this week, Frankie hugs and forehead kisses to you all.
If you are new or haven’t seen my Week in Review posts before, I basically ramble about a bunch of different things. Fic recs are up first followed by some more feral thots (seriously what was in the water this week?! I blame it on the possibility of TF2.). Then I finish off by treating this post like my diary entry for the week and share some things I’ve been up to/looking forward to.
Here we gooo!
Fics I read this week:
Before I get started with my fic recs, I wanted to shout out this list that @frenchiereading put together of authors whose first language is not English. Kudos to all of these talented writers!
Frankie Morales
Third Time's a Charm (AO3 link) by jwritesfanfics - Frankie and reader have been together and broken up twice, will the third time be the charm? This story wrapped up but I finally caught up on the ending and it was everything I wanted.
The Pilot and His Girl by @avastrasposts - I don't want to spoil what happens in the latest chapter but ahhhh this series is just so so good and will be a fixture on this list until it's done.
Frankie’s Way by @morallyinept - This just had so many of my favorite Frankie elements in it - dad Frankie, hot Frankie, and some smut. Also, this would be a great set up to Triple Frontier 2 if (and hopefully when) that happens.
Your Plans & Those Slow Hands by @wildemaven - This was an ode to Frankie’s…well...hands, and what they can do. I’ll leave it at that and let you read it for yourself.
@trulybetty I still haven’t recovered from this …
Joel Miller
Pump by @hyzer34 - In this AU, Joel is a personal trainer and the reader is his latest client. All I’ll say is that if Joel was my personal trainer, I would be a lot more consistent with my gym routine. 
Burlesque by @cavillscurls - I caught the first part of this a while ago when I wasn’t as organized, so I was so excited when I stumbled upon part two. Young Joel ™️ met a showgirl in part one and they had a very steamy encounter and in part two he sees her out unexpectedly at a bar. I love Joel in all eras, but Young Joel ™️ really hits the spot for me these days.
@trulybetty answered an ask and we were treated to some Joel fluff.
Javier Peña
It's Never Too Late by @javierpena-inatacvest - I finally caught up and loved the most recent chapter. All I'll say is Javi dressed up as Hans Solo for Halloween was a visual I'll keep in my head for a while. 🥵 Besides that 😆 seeing Javi find happiness and love makes me so happy!
Marcus Pike
Cake by @trulybetty - The Pike Puddle is going to need to be renamed soon because there’s a lot of us and it’s getting deep! I have a real soft spot for Marcus, and this was a great combination of fluff with a little hint of spice. 
Agent Ortega
For the Night by @ladamedusoif - So I about lost my damn mind (in a good way) when I watched Pedro in The Sixth Gun and I was so excited to see some fics pop up in record time. I’m already a fan of this writer and their Mr. Ben fic Visiting (go check that one out!), so I was excited to see this story pop up. Agent Ortega was so hot, obviously, and so sweet and I loved that he was paired with a reader who was a little older. 
Dieter Bravo 
Destiny & Deliverance by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings This story just continues to get better and better even though it’s ripping out my heart in the process. What I love most, besides trying to guess the twists and turns, is the realistic portrayal of how complicated love can be, especially when you’re learning about someone and their history, while also processing your own past traumas (holy run on sentence but this is my stream of consciousness). I want to give Dieter and Talia both the biggest hugs. I also love the companion series Deconstructing Dieter Bravo that popped up which goes a little deeper into the events of the story (note, it has spoilers about the series).
Posts from this week:
Need a laugh while also getting some self-care? @morallyinept had special guest Frankie talk you through some great reminders for taking care of yourself (no pun intended).
Feral corner:
Ok, y’all. The feral corner is going to need to be renamed at the rate we’re going because this week … whew! The feral-ness was on another level. My notification were a hot ass mess so I’m sure I’ve missed some posts but there was just some absolute gold on the feed this week! The prospect of a Triple Frontier sequel is really what made us all absolutely bonkers.
I am proud to have instigated some fun. This is what happens when I pop into an inbox with an ask. I will listen to any TEDTalk @legendary-pink-dot will grace us with, especially related to Frankie. Here’s another fun thread. To those in the Catfish Pond PhD Degree program I see you. Although the school year has started, I’m sure our professor will still allow for late adds to the program!
We also got some lightened up GIFs (courtesey of @grogusmum) of that scene for Narcos. If you haven’t seen these yet, get yourself a cold drink and enjoy. 
The combination of gif and words by @intheorangebedroom … phew.
I also appreciated this ask I received from @goodwithcheese - any excuse to talk about the Triple Frontier boys is welcomed! I expanded further in this post (my Pinterest is now overrun with photos of men in gray sweatpants...)
Things I watched:
My husband and I did Baby Movie Swap yesterday (one of us goes to see a movie while the other watches our daughter and then we switch). He saw A Haunting in Venice which he liked, so I definitely am going to see that at some point. I went with my favorite coworker (the one who gave me the Pedro office calendar) to see the Expend4bles. We both have a thing for Jason Statham…long story and lots of inside jokes, but if you haven’t seen Spy you need to, he’s hilarious in it. Was Expend4bles a good movie? No. No it wasn’t. Did we have fun? Absolutely.
Also, I got a little surprise before the previews started and saw Pedro profiled as part of a Hispanic Heritage Month campaign AMC Theaters is doing. My husband went and saw his movie first and when the little profile came up he snapped a few photos and sent them to me lol
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Things I'm excited for:
We’re doing some family fun this morning followed by a little date night tonight when my husband and I go back to Halloween Horror Nights so I can shoot my shot at Joel Miller see the TLOU house along with some others. We’re also planning on going next Sunday too (trying to get my money’s worth on the pass I bought).
Also this week, my parents are coming to town for my daughter’s birthday. I can’t believe I’m going to have a two-year-old soon. Wow. 
Fic updates:
I had very ambitious plans for the last week but managed to put out Chapter 11 and 12 of Working Title along with a Frankie one-shot, Turbulence. Thank you to everyone who left such amazing feedback. I truly from the bottom of my heart mean it when I say it makes my day to read all of the comments and reblogs 💕 The little community I have found on here means so much to me!
I was having some trouble with the landscapers this week, but don’t fret, Chapter 6 of Delta Landscaping is done and I'm editing it so it should be up early this week.
Thanks as always for reading my ramblings, I hope you have an awesome week!
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iworshipsappho · 7 months
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aaah tack for the tag!! @rosetintedgreyspaces :D <33
Favourite colour and why? ooh red and honestly idk i think i was like 4 or smth when i went oooh blood = cool and blood is red therefore red=cool and i love that for me
Five comfort movies: oof uhh red white and royal blue for sure yeah, maan karate,vip and remo are some really feel good tamil movies for me and uhh badhaai do :33
Favourite season and why? oof definitely has to be whatever we have from october to january here. literally all the other months are hot humid pressure cookers :')
Favourite book(s): YOU CAN'T MAKE ME PICKKKKK. but like the obvious answers here are RWRB, the song of achilles, one last stop, ooh room on the roof by ruskin bond one of my comfort books for sure, oh and this one book i read called my life as a book, changed my life as a kid honestly. other than that we have the toa series and uhh the iliad and odyssey which i havent gotten to yet but do love
favourite aesthetic(s)and why? mmmm im a big fan of dark academia but tbf i do love most aesthetics in varying multitudes, never really got much into it
Favourite genre and why? genre as in music or media?? idk in media it is definitely queer romance atm used to be mystery and mythology. and for music i more or less listen to anything and everything thats vibey
Favourite clothes style: baggy tshirts and shorts >>>>> but thats usually for at home. when i head out ive been layering a baggy tshirt over a white shirt paired with brown pants/jeans off late. layering is one of my favourite styles for sure, the whole academia vibes or the 'teenage dirtbag' style is what i usually go for ig
Favourite music genres: ohhh music here, yeah as i said if its good me likey
Favourite artists: oof long list coming up :]] uhh taylor swift, omar rudberg, the front bottoms, wilbur soot as well as lovejoy>>>, jeff satur my beloved bottom, cavetownnnnnn, conan gray ofc, queen and then uhh mitski
Favourite song(s): i for the life of me cant possibly pick now can i???? BUT rn ive been obsessed with theseee
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Favourite fandoms: young royals fandom my beloved, closely followed by mcyt bc that was my firstever proper fandom and fuck yeah for that!!! (still very much into that so les gooo qsmp and tommyinnit my beloved) and well im not really part of any fandoms save for these and rwrb tbf? oh how could i forget!!!! KINNPORSCHE!!!! love that for us
Hobbies: oof uhh reading, writing and playing minecraft or watching cubitos on minecraft probably lmao
Care language you give: i think i usually show my care in the form of words i think? pretty sure yeah
Care language you like to receive: mmmm physical touch <333
Are you an introvert/extrovert/ambivert: ehhh its pretty fluctuating. used to be introverted, getting more and more out of my shell off late. so ambivert it is ig
Morning or night person? again idfk at this point man what even is time anymore fjdksgksfg uhh night person probably tho i like satying up faaar more than i like waking up early
City, country or suburbs and why? uhhhh never really thought about it? idk on one hand i do want the quiet of the country but idk if ill survive with the constant bustle of a city ykn. and never really experienced to much of suburban life except for when i lived in australia for a few months so yeah idk
Favourite time of day and why? that time between like 5-8. the hours go by so quick and hte fucking sunset etc etc
Do you have any religious beliefs(don’t have to answer if not comfortable)? mmm vaguely religious from time to time
What does your ideal family look like to you? again its faaar too much in the future for me to have given it a thought but but ik for sure that ive always wanted kids, so thats the only definitive there
Dream future: mmm im an author lving in a little cottage just surrounded by overflowing love and creativity and nature etc etc. very ruskin bond-esque
Dream place to visit: greece and rome for sureeee. and thenn uh nyc just for the vibes of it ykn also uhh sweden for reasons ;)
Favourite type of nature: mmmm rainforests my beloved. absolutely love the earthy smell and just how fucking alive it is man like >>>>> oh also the fucking hills of north east india. lomls would drop everything and go there again no questions asked. and ofc beaches. be aches are just based
Favourite habitat (eg jungle, desert, tundra etc): mmm i have a special place in my heart for tundras and the savannah idk why. i just love that life fucking THRIVES despite ykn the harsh(er) conditions
How would you describe yourself in 4 words: dumb, enthusiastic, creative and uhhhh complicated
If you could be another thing on earth what would it be: oooo idfkkkk theres just sooooo many options i could literally be a fucking manatee!!!! or a vampire or or a mudskipper!!!!! wait can i be food?!?!?! id be garlic man ajskdsfl the fucking irony of wanting to be both a vampire and a garlic clove oooh id love to be a grapefruit ngl. omg i could be an actual monkey???? id be one of those spider monkeys man so fucking cool. gosh i could just oughhhh creatures and inanimate shit man. so cool
Favourite type of weather: i loveeeee thunderstorms. top tier weather. as long as its not during deepavali. if it rains when im trying to burst my crackers? im sorry but earth can perish /j
If you could travel anywhere right now we here would it be: is my girlfriend's house a valid answer? bc thats where i wanna be right now baksdflsd. uhh idk tbh maybe like oooh i wanna go to puducherry ngl i miss the beachhhh even tho i literally just went like a week ago man. its right here-
Do you have any fears (serious or otherwise): ehhh not as far as im aware. not materialistic ones atleast. ive always had a fear of being forgotten or left behind
Dream job: uhh a writer for sure
Would you be a pirate/vampire/cowboy/astronaut/werewolf/wizard/witch/knight/cryptid and why? VAMPIREVAMPIREVAMPIREVAMPIRE!!!!! i literally get to suck blood in the most homoerotic way possible- what more could i literally ask for ahfjdsflk pirates/knights are a close second tho fucking love them could go on a whole tirade if i wasnt to tired for it
tagging uhh @elblorbo @stygianirondiangelo @foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland @daylightsimon @desi-yearning @altruistic-meme @spaghett-onaplate @mirabel-on-a-bicycle
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mummer · 9 months
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i dont remember the last time i stayed up too late to read a book in one sitting let alone in less than two hours so i guess i gotta talk about it. Anyway yeah th white literally unparalleled definitely. Like the book of merlyn is definitely a coda and not necessary— the ending of toafk is one of the greatest endings in literature ever, possibly one of the best things in art period — and it is basically animal farm but good (even if it does maintain Communism Stupid in sort of annoying ways lol, oh white you scamp) and it sort of reads like white is arguing with himself and gets too far into the philosophical weeds but it doesnt even matter because every line is like a joy to read and suprising and sad and genius and twee and perfect. weirdly the ant chapter (horrible) and the goose chapter (transcendent) from the sword in the stone are in here, i guess he moved them over to book 1 when he found out merlyn wouldnt be published so as to keep them? i actually think theyre better served in sword anyway but whatever. One of the really great things here is that arthur has this bit where he gets genuinely angry with merlyn for making him have to be the martyr and the king and in charge of making society good and he just wants more life he wants to live peaceful and quiet but he cannot he’ll die tomorrow. like ok robb stark lets gooo!!! very truly heartfelt movement there. uhhh what else. Metafiction, always good in toafk, just lightly dusted here but yeah love it thinking about how merlyn being from the future living backwards is such a wacky thing to do but is also the only perfect adaptational choice to ever have been made in history. I love king arthur so much and we even get to find out that when lancelot died he smelled pure like flowers like a saint does. thanks guys have a good night
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harrylights · 9 months
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1, 9, 24, 27, 50? <3
ash!! hello!! ty for these love 🫶
1: what’s the best thing that’s happened to me today? talking to friends :”) it’s all been either about louis and feeling sm love from last night or just being goofy silly together and it’s been v appreciated
9: favourite quote? i don’t really have any Genuine Quotes but more so lines from songs. rn basically the entirety of paradise by louis but esp the line “paradise is in your own mind anyway” helped me thru a lot of shit lately
24: am I reading a book atm? nooo i haven’t read in a while tbh
27: when is my birthday? feb 20!
50: put music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that play (ok here we gooo)
1) you are now on fire - slow hollows
2) the system only dreams in total darkness - the national
3) when i get home - post animal
4) timee- stevan
5) miss you - louis tomlinson (hehe)
6) montreal - roosevelt
7) 10:37 - beach house
8) el cuarto de ferxxo - feid
9) think it over - new constellations
10) AM remix - nio garcia, j balvin & bad bunny
fill my inbox asks
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kusanalogy · 2 years
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Hi Sunny! Are you having an amazing day so far? This is for your 40 questions ask game. Can you answer: 7, 8, 20, and 28?
Thx for asking kat ^-^ These were pretty hard bc im kinda indecisive but i managed to answer them! I was a bit busy last night and today so sorry if this is kinda late, and my day was quite uneventful but it wasnt horrible. Here you gooo I hope im answering it correct
note: i didnt recheck for grammar mistakes
Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
not a snippet, but i do like the idea of the teyvat idols work i made. I just like the idea tbh, not really that proud because its one of the old ones but this is mostly prose
Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
Sing for me. i cant choose snippets 💀 but i like it bc of the vibe it gives :)) simple as that, i dont need to elaborate
Describe your perfect writing conditions.
I need it to be perfect atleast 80% of the time so what i can say is i really need a good motivation boost to start/continue. Perhaps reading a nice fanfic/writing tip, freshening up irl, quiet but not too quiet to the point where i can only hear my fingers typing (basically nothing loud/something disracting) and after ive finished everything so i dont have to worry about what i have to do next (its currently 1:07am as of posting this)
Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
this one was the hardest </3 but still fun! im too shy to tag smh i thought i got out of my shyness thingy. I assume this is talking about tumblr blogs only so i went with what my mind told me to
@/heizours @/rulaineyu (+a lot more but it only said 3)
I LOVE IT SIMPLE :D i appreciate long fanfics but i just cant read them in 1 sitting (+ i use my imagination 99.9% of the time i read fics) so little headcanons really do it for me. Tbh i haven't read ruru's works in awhile bc i read most on my old account, thats why i dont have most posts liked.
@/sumeru-academy yk i usually read genshin men but yk sometimes you need women in ur life 💪🏼😇 this blog and its writers are perfect for my idk what its called but you get the point
BONUS
@mynotsoclosefriendthatdoesnthaveatumblraccount does this count 😭 they only write on ao3 and wattpad but <333 they're so good at descriptions we dont talk that much these days but i still read her works
@kusanalogy /j maybe /srs #selfloveisthebest
of course, there are many writers out there that i havent noticed yet, bc i like to stay in my comfort zone so i chose my go-to's. I dont explore more options anymore :( its not like im getting bored from reading though, my go-to's are enough! i got these 3 from my following list, i think i missed lots because i often forget to like or follow.. If any writer is reading this, please be proud of your works‼
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lale-txt · 2 years
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i just saw your requests are open omg 💐 idk HDHSJAJAJ IDK WHAT TO REQUEST im dumb but uhm .. any shanks or rayleigh fluff would do omg 👉🏻👈🏻 IS THIS HOW YOU DO IT i have never done this before 😵 i hope you’re doing good, lale! take care of yourself, stay safe and drink lots of water <3 SMOOCH
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YOU DID AN AMAZING JOB IN REQUESTING, don't worry honey <3 and i'm always down for some fluff for dilfs so here we gooo 😤 (also omfg how cute is Franky in this picture)
🍓 random fluff hcs for Shanks & Rayleigh
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Shanks
alone time? don't know her
being with Shanks means being with Shanks... literally
he'll always be by your side, whether you're raiding the kitchen for a midnight snack, taking a bath or have a hairdresser appointment
he got the golden retriever energy like "oh, you're getting up? guess i'm getting up to, where are we going? okay let's gooo"
Shanks sleeps sprawled out all over the bed and even though he misses a limb he still manages to claim the whole bed as his territory, waking up confused when you flip him out of it at night because you had enough
he's lucky that he's so hot and therefore easy forgiven when you lift up the covers for him to crawl into bed again
he'll hum with satisfaction when you nuzzle against his chest or the crook of his neck, kissing his bare skin and mumbling what a pain in the ass to share bed with he is
when there's free time, Shanks will take you out on the sweetest dates. flower picking (or strawberry picking when it's the season), open air cinema where he will smuggle in lots of candy for you in his hideous pants, walking some dogs from the animal shelter (and debating if you should just adopt them all on the spot...
Shanks won't shut up about you, like he just has to tell everyone how amazing you are and how lucky he is to call you his
he keeps a photo of you on him and will shove it in everyone's face ("do you have a minute to talk about my amazing lover and partner?" "Shanks. they are standing right next to you. they've been a crew member for years. we know." and he still keeps on rambling, his arm around your shoulders)
Shanks will leave little love letters everywhere. they will fall out of your shoes, are wrapped around your toothbrush or written on the mirror so you can read them after a steamy shower
he knows that he can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but he always makes it up with the sweetest kisses that sweep you off your feet, even after all these years...
Rayleigh
be aware that dating Rayleigh means that you're also half-dating Roger. don't question it, just lean back and enjoy it
Rayleigh is a bastion of calm in all respects, nothing can shake this man
except you and your heartfelt confession that one night, that made you both bawl and lead to you being a couple ever since
with a captain like Roger he has to be "The Responsible One"™ on the Oro Jackson, always looking out for everyone including you. he'll have a heart attack when he sees you dangling from the crow's nest, hanging on a thread but still laughing because what's the worst that could happen? you falling into the dark king's open arms? yeah.
be assured that he won't let you go for the rest of the day once you land safely in his outstretched arms
Rayleigh will leave his worn sweaters lying around for you because he knows you like to steal them and fall asleep snuggled up in them late at night, when he's not in bed with you yet (probably because he has to restrain Roger from turning your shared cabin into a pillow fort so everyone can sleep together. he's been a bit lonely since he has to share Rayleigh)
he'll be very careful not to wake you up once he finally slips under the covers to you, adoring your sleeping expression and the way you mumble his name in your sleep
Rayleigh will kiss your forehead and your temples when he pulls you to his chest, gently running his fingers through your hair until he too falls asleep, knowing that no dream will be as sweet as reality is with you in his arms
he will be carefully speaking about the idea of marriage, testing the waters if you're open to that and chuckle when you give him a raised eyebrow but also a big kiss, which he responds to by wrapping his arms around you and lifting you up, smiling brighter than the sun and whispering over and over again how much he adores you
with Rayleigh by your side you will never feel cold or lonely again, his devoted heart is all yours and you will never have any doubts about that
every kiss with him feels like the first one, giving you all the butterflies and silly smiles, the pondering hearts and the promise that this was forever
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nishayuro · 2 years
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Hellooo
May i request some fluff romantic satan x mc (gn reader!) Headcanons? Us satan stans are currently starving, my boy needs some love<3
Have a nice day/night!
Obey me! Romantic Satan x GN!MC
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Genre: Fluff
A/N: Man, I too feel the drought of some specific characters, that's why I decided to write for Obey Me LMAO, sorry for being late tho but here you gooo~
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Satan
Okay, so we all know he is a bookworm.
He has probably read more books than you have ever drank water (Hydrate, pls)
So, he obviously knows about different romance tropes and romantic gestures and he has probably always wanted to try these on someone, but...
No one really wanted to get into a relationship with the Avatar of Wrath, and if they did, it would probably not even be a serious one so he doesn't bother.
But then you came along :))
You loved him even if he is literally wrath’s incarnate.
You loved him even when you witnessed his darker side.
You loved him even after you saw his weak side.
You would remind him that he is his own person, and not Lucifer's shadow and he really appreciates that.
So when he confessed to you and you confessed back, he knew he had to show you how much you mean to him.
He would be such a gentleman, he'd open doors for you, carry your things for you (even if you tell him you can do it yourself, pls let him, he justs wanna show you he loves you)
CAT CAFE DATES!!! He has always wanted to try it, and now that he has an s/o he can finally do it!
Library dates! You would recommend books to each other and read silently next to each other, occasionally commenting on your reading. Both enjoying the calm nature and a good book and each other’s presence.
He loves sleeping next to you, just cuddling you. He likes being the big spoon but doesn’t mind being the little spoon from time to time.
Soft kisses. Forehead, cheeks, head, lips, doesn’t matter, he will give you a kiss everytime you see each other.
OMG okay, imagine a cold winter night, you’re both cuddling in front of the fireplace in the common room at midnight, cups of hot chocolate on the coffee table and he’s reading you a poetry book, looking at you everytime to show that he is reciting the love-filled poems to you, his love. He’s smiling at you cuddled up next to him.
“To you who saw a man in a beast, to you who saw light in the darkness, to you who found love in a place of despair, to you who saw me in a billion, to you I share my heart whole, because to me you are all I need, all I’ve looked for for centuries on end, because to me you are what completes the man in me.” Satan recited, looking at your eyes, You can feel the heat come to your face as you look back at his loving gaze. “That was a good one” you muttered, nuzzling your face into his shoulder. “Thank you, I made it for you.” he replied, a soothing hand found itself drawing small circles on your back. “I love you” you whispered loud enough for him to hear. “I love you too, MC.” He replied, kissing your head and resuming his reading, a satisfied smile on his face. It's times like this when he feels at peace, when he finally thinks ‘This is what i’ve yearned for my whole life.’
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everafterkeiji · 3 years
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Damnnn your 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐭. 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 post hurts like a bitch *sniff*
Can you maybe make a part 2 where the boys realize that they loved y/n all the time but realized it too late when y/n found somebody who loves them too ( maybe a friend of them who comforted them right after what the boys did/said )
Yes I wanna see them suffer >:)
i did not expect requests for pt2 but y'all really surprise me every time but here we gooo also thank u so much for the love on the HC and requesting!!
PART 1
⟡ 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 searches through the halls of the library with a book in hand ready for you two to discuss but seeing that she's taken a toll on his interests and claims it uninteresting and the only person that could ever enjoy it as much as he would was you—it was inescapable to read every line where his thoughts were filled with you but when he sees you focused on whatever passage you were in with a man looking at you with eyes glimmering in love as he scoots closer to you. It then turned Akaashi's heart into knots as the book about second chances in his hand was returned to it's aisle— how ironic.
⟡ 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 watches as you talk with Suna from the other table as Osamu throws him a glance, curious as to why his stare carried a band of emotions his twin hasn't shown ever since he met her. Osamu thought Atsumu was preoccupied with the new girl but he never confronted him on how he always longed for the table where you and Suna sat so he didn't stop the blonde when he walked over to your table while he hears your laughter that covered his call to you, exactly how he never heard the crumbling of your own heart that was now owned by Suna.
⟡ 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 walks with his team, the trophy held mighty and proud in his hands but comes to a pause when he sees you walking away. He smiles, there's that comfort in his chest knowing you could've watched him like before so he walks your way, that burst of glee when you smile at his presence. "Congrats! Hey I really wish I could've watched you guys." you say as there's a drain to that joy while he gripped the trophy in his hands as he cocks an eyebrow, "Then why are you here?" he carefully asks, "For me obviously." a man jokes beside you making you roll your eyes as there's an arm to your waist as Koutaro turns away with the pain equaling to the impact of the ball to the floor.
⟡ 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎's smile never left his lips the moment he received his diploma while he searched for you in the sea of students. It was no doubt a freeing moment to be filled with celebrations and the future that awaits. Being impatient to reach you, he runs to you before speaking "So where are we off to?", you turn to him with a chuckle, "Go where exactly? Anyway, I can't today. I wanna celebrate a little." He then softly wraps his hand around your wrist as he turns to you with a smile, "Celebrate with me?" He asks while you shook your head, creating the distance to the point he's let go of you as he watches another man wrap their arm around your shoulder.
⟡ 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 wonders why there's a skip in his heartbeat when he watches you and Hanamaki. You've always kept that smile whenever you were with him and there's that strike to his consciousness knowing he'd pass up the opportunity but who was he to back down? So when the night strikes and he's walking with you, he anxiously reaches for your hand—carefully intertwining it as he stares at the ground before whispering "You were never just a friend." You look at him dazed but with a relief in your heart, you answered, "I don't think I'll ever settle with that."
⟡ 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 pants in the gym as he struggles to breathe but when he sees your figure at the entrance—he runs. With every will and what's left of his regret to love you ended up being translated into his arms that were wrapped around you tightly, like a threat to what he's got to lose. "Tooru? Are you ok?" You asked, the same voice that he's missed since there was no possible way to replace the way it brought serenity. You returned the embrace no matter the pain he held you with but then he spoke "No. I'm never ok when you're not with me." In which your warmth brought light against his eyes, the grip he had on you was then promised to never loosen.
⟡ 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 was anxious. He's never felt it before knowing with you it was always easy but now that you were constantly apart from him—the days where he slept peacefully began to plummet. So at the end of every match, your phone never rang which didn't help the case of the man who was late to love you but when there's that sound meaning that picked up, he's never been more eager to speak but when he's heard your voice in the distance with a soft chuckle following suit as another man spoke before you took the phone from his hands. "Rin?" You asked, while on the other line—Rintaro felt the silence grow as it was replaced by the call being ended knowing he couldn't bare another second.
⟡ 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 was unbothered by her stories as she sat beside him per usual. He wasn't in the mood for whatever gossip she found from a celebrity, he only wanted to look at the window behind her that was the view that you always loved. So when class began as she had to leave, his eyes follow you unknown to the way his heart could've danced at the sight of you. He waves shyly, a signal for you to take the spot he's missed to see you in but when you smiled at him only to sit next to someone else, there's the song in his heart that stops knowing he was the one who left first.
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the-fairy-anon · 3 years
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Yo! I was thinking for a vinnie imagine like one where they meet at a party and they both are super cuddly and stuff and it’s cute as hell. ???
its called ✨being nice✨ | V.H.
be nice lol this is the first time I've written a fic in YEARS feel free to send feedback tho :))
summary: basically the req but they already know of each other
pairing: vinnie x influencer!reader
FaceTime from ZARBAAAA...
“Start getting ready shawty. Theres a party tonight me and the boys are gonna grab you at 8″ Troy instructs as soon as you answer. A little taken aback by the abrupt start to the conversation and the news that after laying in bed avoiding mirrors because you felt gross all day, you have an hour to resurrect and make yourself presentable. “Dude what?” “You heard me. You’ve either been in your apartment or mine since you moved out here and you don’t even come over to chill most of the time you just work in the studio with Ben. You need a night out, doctors orders.” rolling over I begrudgingly huff out a “fine”. I guess I have been overworking myself a little... “Good. By the way the party’s at sway gaming and its 7 right now so hop to it love ya bye” he rushes so he can hang up before I can protest. 
Fuck.
Sway gaming? Now I can’t just look cute I have to look HOT. I stomp my way to the bathroom and start getting ready and after managing to work my way from gremlin to goddess I grab my phone to check that I’m not running late and see that I have a text from troy.
ZARBAAAA
btw vinnie specifically mentioned you when telling me who to bring ;)) 
I shake my head walking over to my closet and replying
probably bc we have the same friends??? 
and we haven't met each other yet??
its called ✨being nice✨ heard of it?
Vinnie is really cute but I don’t wanna get my hopes up like come on, who doesn’t have at least a little crush on him. I grab this really cute white satin corset top, my blue baggy jeans with white hearts spray painted on them, and my af1′s because you can’t really go wrong with them. I chuck on my pearl necklace and some fun earrings and then back up to see the full fit and damn. I look good. I go to take a pic only to get another text from Troy.
ZARBAAAA
sure... nice... that's what we're calling it. 
be there in 5 btw sorry I’m running late don’t wanna keep you from lover boy 🤩🤩
I roll my eyes at the text but then blush at the thought of him wanting me there and not just to hang out with him and the boys, I bite my lip to stop myself from smiling as I indulge in the fantasy and then shake myself out of it... I should go brush my teeth again though just in case...
ZARBAAAA
get in loser we're going to get you fucked.
Settling for some gum and extra lipgloss I unplug my phone and head out to Aarons car but not before shooting troy a quick ,
charming🥰🥰
and letting my roommates know I’d be out for the night.
The ride there was chill with Aaron and ben on aux getting the four of you sufficiently pumped for the party while they all took turns bullying you for Vinnie’s little name drop. You turn to them before you walk up to the house pointing a threatening finger at the three of them and simply leaving it at “Not a word.” because you couldn't deny that their friend was VERY attractive and you had no issues getting to know him, especially since you tend to be an overly-friendly-lovey-drunk, but you didn’t want them to make things weird or ruin your chances before you even knew if you had any. 
Aaron opens the door and Vinnie spots the four of you and turns toward the kitchen with a big smile yelling “YO JORDAN FOUR MORE SHOTS” before coming over to greet you. Giving his boys bro hugs and then smiling at you and pulling you in for a brief hug saying “Its nice to finally meet you! I’ve heard so much about you, your music is insane I love it.” causing you to turn to Ben and if looks could kill he’d be dead on the floor “You played my music for him?? Dude I told you I wasn't even sure if I wanted to put it out I don’t think its good eno-” “Y/N are you kidding me its insane, like so good you're so talented, I literally asked what song was playing so I could put it on my playlist. You’re an incredible artist, I don’t think you could make a bad song if you tried.” Vinnie gushes totally flattering you “oh wow uh thanks that's really sweet Vin” grinning at him and just as he opens his mouth to reply Jordan yells from the kitchen “ARE WE DOING SHOTS OR NOT BECAUSE IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR ASSES IN HERE IM TAKING ALL OF THESE-” “Jordan babe you're not taking 8 tequila shots” Maddy rationalizes shutting the idea down immediately and passing shots around as the five of you make your way into the kitchen. “Wait there’s an extra” you say “yeah it was for Kio but he's...busy” Jordan explains resulting in a chorus of “ohhs” coming from the five of you as you see him in the corner trying to get with a girl. “Guess we gotta give it to the newbie as initiation” Maddy jokingly suggests and you laugh “I mean if I haaaave tooo” feigning hesitation then downing both shots with no chaser. “I knew I was right to tell you to bring her” Vinnie tells Troy before taking his as the rest follow. 
After a few rounds of pong (which you were forced to be Vinnie's partner for by none other than Mr. Zarba himself), cheers to the governor, and flip cup you guys were all pretty drunk and decided to just grab some drinks and sit on the couch for a bit since Maddy and Jordan left, presumably to go fuck, after Maddy made a solid shot in pong and Jordan decided that that called for an aggressively heated make out session in the middle of the game. The boys took up every chair so you had to sit next to Vinnie on the couch. The three of them smirking at you all the while because they’ve never seen you flustered before and they’re quite enjoying the show. 
Vinnie sits next to you but not too close trying to read you, not sure if you want him that close and definitely not wanting to make you uncomfortable, but he knows he's in the clear when you look at him and giggle “I don’t bite ya know” almost pouting that he decided to sit as far as 5 inches from you. Scooting closer and putting his arm around you, the two of you cuddle into the corner of the couch, and you let out a very happy sounding sigh seeing as your little move worked better than planed. Vinnie smiles at your contentment “Better?” he asks, “Much.” you smile up at him grabbing the hand that hangs over your shoulder and interlacing your fingers. He bites his lip trying to decide if he's really gonna say anything but this is the perfect opportunity to make his move and before his brain could stop him he leans a little closer to your ear and “You know I asked Troy to bring you for a reason...” flies out of his mouth and with wide eyes you look at troy who's too absorbed in playing with mochi and the boys to notice the shocked look from his best friend or the girl who is clearly trying to flirt with him. “What?” you question thinking he just wants to hook up or something and he can probably tell what's going through your head because with a panicked look in his eyes  he rushes to reassure you saying “no no no not like a one night stand thing!! It’s just- the boys always talk about you and how funny and talented you are, and I could already feel myself developing a little crush on you a few weeks ago, just based on how you sounded in stories and your music, and then I saw you on Aarons story two weeks ago and I’ve -shit I sound so lame right now- I’ve been trying to figure out how to hit you up since then but I couldn't because I feel like you’re way cooler than me and honestly you’ll probably get clowned on for being seen with me-” you could tell he was starting to get in his head so you look at him with the softest eyes and put your hand on his cheek to make him look at you “Did you throw a party just to talk to me?” but he doesn’t even have to answer you because the bashful look on his face says enough. You practically coo at him because holy shit that's so cute and then your brain is like kiss him!! and you don’t even think twice about it, kissing him till you're just smiling against his lips and pulling away making him follow yours, not ready for it to be over, only to see all the boys staring at you totally gobsmacked because nobody was expecting that. Vinnie’s jaw a little slack as he tries to form a coherent thought. “I FUCKING DID IT BOYS!!! I DID IT!! NOW WE CAN HANG OUT WITHOUT HIM ASKING ABOUT HER! LETS GOOO” Troy shouts to himself more than anyone, making the two of you jump from you daze, driving the sweet embarrassed boy in front of you to hide his face in your neck groaning because Troy really didn’t have to do him like that. You giggle placing a comforting hand in his hair and turning your head to whisper to whisper in his ear “Wanna go make out?” knowing it’ll cheer him up and next thing you know you're in his arms heading toward his room, kissing his neck and laughing. With a cacophony of “YO WHAT”, “VINCENT SHES TOO POOR FOR A BABY!!! WEAR A CONDOM!!”, “CAN I BE THE GODFATHER”, and “YEAH GIRL, HE’S ABOUT TO BE REAL NICE” following from your stupid ass friends.
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Business AU - Working Late, Part 9
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8
Let’s fuck things up a bit, shall we?
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She woke up peacefully, the soft warmth of the early sun washing over her naked body tangled in the bedsheets. As she stretched her limbs, she found herself to be alone in bed, lazily reaching for her glasses on the nightstand nearby only so she could have a clearer view of her surroundings. Donnie was nowhere to be seen, Vee taking this moment to sit in bed, envelopping her form in the sheets and just think about last night's events. What would that make out of them? No real declarations of any sorts had been made, but the feelings were there and real, that she couldn't deny. Sure, it wasn't the first time she had slept with someone without any real attachment, but never had she felt that way with someone before... Donnie was a tender and very attentive man. She had that feeling that whatever he'd say or do, it must be true to him. She wanted to believe he would wish for them to be more... But for now she laid her expectations to rest and simply reveled in whatever was happening between them. She felt good. She felt appreciated. And, to be frank, the sex had been amazing.
She heard footsteps approaching the room, along a rolling sound. The mutant soon came in view, accompanied by a small trolley that held two plates with food, empty mugs and a pot of coffee. He was only wearing black boxer briefs and his glasses, his whole self a delectable sight. As he noticed that the woman was awake, he playfully struck a little pose while saying:
“Breakfast in bed for madame.”
That brought a soft giggle from Vee, though touched by this attention given to her. Instead of handing a plate, Donnie moved to sit by the woman's side in bed, unable to resist cupping one of her cheeks, his thumb tenderly brushing her skin. His eyes kept scanning her, his joy blooming at the mere sight of her smile.
“… Can't believe there's such a beautiful woman in my bed this morning,” he softly said.
“Can't believe such a sexy man is bringing me breakfast in bed,” replied Vee.
“I can bring more than that.”
Remnants of last night's emotions still brought some sparks in the air, Donnie's motion fluid and met halfway by Vee. It was sweet and slow, a kiss that felt like a dream. As it kept going, the terrapin started to shift his position and Vee's; soon the covers out of the way and Donnie's frame over the woman, forever careful not to be too much of a weight. They couldn't let go of one another, this morning's laziness bringing each motions to a tender point. As the terrapin was kissing at the woman's neck, she did add in a soft tone:
“What about breakfast? It's gonna get cold, just like the food last night...”
“I don't mind cooking another one later. … I'd cook one for you everyday even.”
That brought a hushed chuckle out of Vee, but deep down she was touched by that small confession. The simplicity and tenderness of this moment brought such ease in her.
“Donnie, I-...”
She stopped herself, knowing exactly what her heart wanted to say, but knowing now was not the time. Their gaze crossed, Donnie patient and Vee trying to find the right words to say next.
“... I’m so happy right now. Being with you feels so nice,” she ended.
“It does feel nice, indeed,” first replied the terrapin in a sweet tone. “... I could spend the rest of my life like this.”
Vee felt speechless, trying her best to read his emotions. He did sound sincere, but maybe it was this honeymoon type of feeling that was talking as well.... In any case, she prefered to kiss him in answer, knowing she did think the same as well. It was much preferable to live in this present moment, rather than worry in speculations.... At least, only for this morning.
***
That Monday morning was as grey and rainy as it could get, the usual omen for a bad day and week to come, but in Vee’s mind and heart, it was as sunny as it could ever be. Her work started with the usual routine; reviewing the projects for the day and then handing the paperwork. Her step around the office was light, humming some tunes to herself as she distributed the documents among her team.
“You look awfully happy for a Monday morning,” started one of her coworker’s voice, a guy.
That broke her stride, turning around to the source. She noticed a small handful of employees grouped together, probably discussing first amongst themselves until they saw their manager. Vee recognized the man who had spoken, already going through her papers as she walked towards the small group.
“I had a nice weekend, that’s all,” she answered, handing him the work.
“What, you buttered up the boss enough for you to get a raise?” said the other, reluctantly taking his due.
Vee instantly frowned: “... Excuse me?”
“We saw you leave with that Donatello, Friday evening,” added another coworker, a woman. “You’re not fooling anyone. It’s been quite some time that you both have been hanging together.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t see how that’s any of your concerns,” said Vee. “We’re friends, I don’t see what’s wrong with that.”
“Yah, sure, friends with benefits perhaps,” continued another person. “Soon you’ll benefit from a monetary gain while he benefits from your tits. Workplace logic.”
Vee was disgusted, knowing if she continued to argue, she’d make things worse: “I don’t know what’s wrong with you all, but you better mind your damn business.”
As she was walking away, she heard that last jab: “If I buy you a drink, will you give me a raise?” She did not stop, her step slightly getting faster instead. Her blood was boiling, her heartbeat thundering in her ears. At once, she wished she could simply disappear... Turning a corner, she abruptly bumped into someone, her remaining folders flying out of her hands and spilling to the floor. She felt strong hands hold her forearms, forbidding her to fall backward
“Woah there, easy. Are you alright?”
She met baby blue eyes surrounded by orange, quickly recognizing the presence as another one of her bosses: Michelangelo. She quickly nodded, trying to get a hold of her senses once more. Her eyes next scanned the floor, letting out a big sigh as she noticed the mess.
“Damn... I’m sorry,” she started. “I should’ve looked where I was going...”
“Nah, it’s fine,” smile the orange clad terrapin. “Next time I’ll be careful not to be on your war path!”
Both were already crouching down to pick up the fallen papers, Vee feeling so absent-minded by this meaningless task. All she wanted to do was to run away, to be quite frank. As Michelangelo handed her the last files, he did inquire again: “... You sure you’re alright?”
Vee faked a small smile, quick to dismiss his concern.
“Yes, I’m okay. No worries. Have a nice day, sir.”
As she got back on the move, her distress did not escape the mutant, although he did not try to push his questionning any further.
***
“What’s up, D, my man?”
Donnie paused his writing, glancing up towards his office’s entry. He saw Mikey standing there, the purple clad mutant huffing lightly as he then continued his task.
“I’m busy, Mikey.”
“You’re always busy, so any time to poke you is as good as any.”
The tall one rolled his eyes, although he did smile a little. He quickly gestured for his brother to come in.
“What’s up?” he asked as the other was taking a seat.
“Meh, I dunno man, just wanted to take some news from you,” shrugged Michelangelo. “You’ve been staying late a lot these days... How was your weekend?”
Donnie stopped writing once more, leaning back into his chair with a dreamy smile.
“It was hella nice.”
“Oh yeah? How so?”
“Spent some time with a beautiful lady.”
“There yooouu gooo!” lightly laughed the youngest. “T’was about time you’d get some fun. Who is she?”
“Slow down, I’ll present her to you soon enough. ... We’re just taking some time to ourselves first, you know...”
Mikey was disappointed by the lack of details, but he did respect his brother’s choice: “Fair enough.” A thought came back to him, suddenly adding: “Oh, speaking of meeting ladies, before I got in here I bumped into one. I dunno what’s going on in the office, but she did look kinda distressed. ... She’s got nice green hair though! We don’t see lots of people with different hairstyles around here.”
Donnie slightly jumped in his chair as he heard the mention of ‘distress’ and then ‘green hair’. It had to be Vee.
“Where is she?” he instantly asked.
Mikey was surprised by his brother’s reaction, vaguely gesturing a direction.
“I, uh, I have no idea. Somewhere around those parts we don’t really have a use for.”
She must’ve went to the drawing room... Donatello did not waste any second, already on his feet and heading out.
“Sorry gotta go,” he quickly excused himself. “Talk to you later.”
Mikey didn’t even have time to place a word, still seated as he watched the other dart straight to a precise direction. “Oooookay...”
***
It didn’t take long for Donnie to reach the room in question, already hearing some quiet sobs when he was close to the entrance. As soon as he stepped in, he found Vee at one corner, by a table, her glasses removed as she tried to forbid tears to ruin her makeup. The woman jumped as she saw the terrapin’s form appear in, trying her best to gain a better posture and make herself more presentable as she put back on her glasses.
“Shit! D-Donnie, I-”
The turtle was already on the move, soon next to her and certainly preoccupied.
“What happened?” he asked.
“Nothing,” tried to brush away Vee. “I’m not- ... fuck, I don’t want you to see me cry.”
“Don’t worry. Tell me what happened,” he asked again, his touch gentle as his thumb dried some faint trails on the woman’s cheek.
“It’s nothing,” she repeated. “I just heard some stuff I didn’t want to, that’s all. I’ll stop my bullshit soon enough and get back to work.”
Donnie tsked, not wasting any second to get a hold of her hips, barely giving any effort as he slightly lifted her up to sit on the table. At least now he wouldn’t need to lean down too much, his hands resting at her sides, on the table, now their eyes at the same level.
“Talk to me.”
She couldn’t hold his gaze long enough, a sigh escaping her first. ... It would be preferable to touch the subject anyway, before any rumors would start flowing around.
“I had some employees on my team this morning saying some ... stuff about us.”
“What kind?”
“The kind that makes it look as if I’m hanging out with you only so I can get a promotion or something like that to advance my career,” she added, her tone slightly harsh. She paused, trying to calm herself down quickly: “... Look, before you say anything, I want you to know that it’s not true. I’m not some kind of business leech that’ll try to flirt her way up. I work hard and-and- I do an honest job, and-”
“Don’t worry, I believe you,” cut Donnie gently, trying to have her look at him again.
When their gazes met, she did feel some relief.
“I don’t give a damn what they say,” he continued. “They don’t have the full details anyway, so their judgement is invalid.”
“I hope they don’t get all the details, I’d prefer to keep most of them to myself,” added Vee with some amusement.
“Me too,” he smiled.
He tried, and succeeded, to lift her morale by giving a sweet kiss on her lips. Vee couldn’t help bringing him into an embrace afterward, her arms resting around his neck. She wanted to stay like this forever... His strong arms around her were so reassuring.
“Don’t mind them,” softly said Donnie as he was nuzzling her hair. “There’s always gonna be some assholes everywhere we go...  The best thing we can do is stand up to them and stay true to ourselves, okay?”
“I don’t think I’m ready to stand up to them today,” mumbled the woman against his scales.
“Alright, I’ll do it then.”
Vee instantly frowned, backing up a bit to give him a stern look.
“Don’t you dare! I don’t want anymore troubles.”
The terrapin chuckled: “Don’t worry, you don’t have to say names. ... I’m just gonna teach them all a little lesson. ... There’s no place for rivalry and petty discourses regarding matters they have no involvement with.”
“If things turn to hell, I blame you.”
“Deal!” he winked.
***
Time was passing by and Vee was somehow getting more and more anxious about what Donnie would do in regards to her team...  She most certainly hoped he wouldn’t rub in the issue and ask the others to mind their own business. But at the same time she knew he could demonstrate tactfulness and would probably approach the matter at hand appropriately.
She first heard the squeak of small wheels, her attention shifting and soon noticing the terrapin walk in with a portable whiteboard. She groaned internally, tempted to melt on her chair and disappear under her desk...
Donnie attracted people’s attention by clearing his throat first, then adding: “Hi there! If you guys won’t mind, let’s have a talk.”
He removed the cap from an erasable pen he was holding, writing in big letters “TEAMWORK”. Vaguely gesturing the word, he started:
“What defines teamwork?”
Silence at first. At some point a woman shyly rose her hand, Donnie inviting her to speak:
“Please, don't be shy, no need to raise your hand. What do you have in mind?”
“Teamwork could be defined by good communication?”
“That's a good start, what else?” smiled the terrapin as he wrote “COMMUNICATION” on the whiteboard.
“Sharing the workload equally?” started another person.
“Efficiency!”
“Having a common goal.”
“Trust!”
Donnie lighted up at that word, circling it a couple of times for emphasis.
“Yes, trust!” he said. “Seeking a common end, resolving conflicts and frictions, having an open conversation about issues you might be experiencing in the workplace. All that trust you can put in your coworkers mirrors the trust you have in regards to their skills and abilities. A mutual trust is defined by a confidence between team members that each puts the best interest of the team ahead of individual priorities.”
“I guess it depends on the person and their position,” added in a guy.
Vee recognized him as the man who had first sparked the comments this morning. She tried to avoid his gaze, Donnie noticing the sudden tension.
“I suspect you have something on your mind,” started the terrapin calmly to the man. “What’s your name?”
“Ben.”
“What do you mean by ‘it depends on the person and their position’, Ben?”
The guy was obviously feeling some discomfort by being the center of interest.
“Well... when you see someone like, let’s say a manager, taking advantage of their position and time to advance themselves in the work place, it’s hard to put trust on them.”
Donnie clapsed his pen shut.
“Are those allegations founded? Have you spoken to that person and tried to see if that was actually the case? Miscommunication and misunderstanding can lead to a lack of trust, indeed.”
“When you see them hanging with higher ups, that kinda confirms some questioning,” continued Ben. “When she stays late at night and fraternizes with a boss, that does raise some concerns about the practices of this workplace.”
“There we go,” smiled Donnie, accentuating his words with a sharp point of his pen. “Now we’ve come to the source of your concern; first you mentionned a manager and now a ‘she’. Knowing there’s only one project manager for the creative team, I can suspect you have some concerns in regards to Véronique.”
“You’re just gonna defend her, why should we listen to you?” said the other.
“Because I’m not here to defend anyone,” shrugged the mutant. “I’m here to make you understand that you’re a team, and all its members shouldn’t feel afraid to speak to one another, instead of raising suspicions.” He gestured Vee, the woman only wanting to disappear. “Ever since Véronique started working here she has been spending countless hours in office to learn the ropes of this place and give the best of herself only so you can give the best of you all in return. I value her judgement and experience, and she has agreed, on her free will, to participate on a project I was personally struggling with. In return I have been helping her with her work, because that is how trust is built: by sharing the work-” he started to point the words on the board. “-being efficient, communicating, and having a common goal. ... And that’s something I want in this office, for its people to be open and help eachother - not because they feel they need to, but because they want to.”
That gave everyone a pause, somehow giving a feeling of accomplishment to the turtle.
“May that spark a friendship or not - when it does not involve this work environment and it’s out of office, it’s nothing to worry about afterward. ... Let that be food for thought.”
He looked a bit toward Vee’s position, giving her a quick wink. The woman did feel some relief by his speech, knowing he might have struck some chords here and there. She wasn’t fully convinced that everyone would be on that same line of thought, especially that Ben, but there was no denying that it would ease some tension somehow.
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Vee had waited until work got back to a somewhat normal pace before she wrote that to the terrapin.
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Her smile was tender, her fingers easily typing away.
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Thinking about it also, today was one hell of a long and stressful Monday...
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Probably one of the only good things today...
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There it was again, that damn charm of his! She could feel the rush in her veins, remembering those moments with him. Frankly, she wanted more as well...
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The following morning was as normal as it could get on a weekday, Donnie taking the opportunity to clean around his office. He was going through a filing cabinet, starting from the top drawer. Some papers did slip from his hold, the terrapin next crouching to get them off the floor. But at the same moment the entry door was harshly opened, a voice sternly calling his name. Donnie’s reaction was to jump straight back up, but that resulted in him hitting the top of his head on the previously opened drawer, getting a yelp out of him. He quickly diverted his gaze to the newcomer, rubbing his scales.
“Leo!” scolded the purple clad mutant as he saw his older brother. “The fuck?! Don’t you know how to knock or something?”
“We have to go.”
“Go where?”
“No time to explain, we’ve found them. We need to move right now before we lose their track again.”
Donnie instantly got serious as well, his posture straightening up.
“... Do we still have our backup gear in this building?” he asked.
“Yes,” confirmed the blue banded turtle. “Mikey and Raph are already aware as well. Get your stuff and we leave in fifteen minutes top.”
A simple nod in answer was good for Leonardo to get on the move again, leaving Donnie. There was no time to lose, the tall mutant rapidly tidying up his space before grabbing any personal items and exiting his office. His mind was running, thinking about what was to come. On his way he did notice Vee at her desk, somehow pausing only to bask into that view. At first she was focused on whatever she was working, but she did feel a gaze on her, her eyes lifting to meet Donnie. She first offered him a sweet smile, to which he briefly returned, then she saw him get back on the move - an expression of concern coloring his traits. That did confuse the woman, her eyes following his path and noticing that he was about to leave the building. She tried to shrug the feeling away, only telling herself that she’d poke him later about that...
((Part 10))
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septembersghost · 2 years
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i've been awful at keeping up with tag games lately, i apologize! i love them, i'm just slow. 🥺😂 here is a big catch-up mass response to the recent ones <3 <3 <3
@saloume tagged me
Rules: We’re snooping in your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and then choose 10 victims.
victims!!! it feels like this should be an eerie playlist, but it says "entire music library," which is a LOT of songs for me, so the sampling is always fun to see. let's gooo!
1. In the Still of the Night - Ella Fitzgerald 2. My Boy Builds Coffins - Florence and the Machine 3. gold rush - Taylor Swift 4. You Make Loving Fun - Fleetwood Mac 5. The Queen - Lady Gaga 6. Wake Up With Me - Gabrielle Aplin 7. Shade of Yellow - Griff 8. Anything for You - Gloria Estefan 9. The State of Dreaming - Marina and the Diamonds 10. Moon River - Jane Monheit ***
@deansraspberrypie - 🎶new tag game put your 3 favorite songs at the moment and tag 5 people 🎶
this is hard because i love so many songs at any given moment, but i'm going to list three that are from albums released recently this year.
1. dance with you - Ben Platt 2. honey - Halsey 3. Hold Out - Aly & AJ (I want to say Slow Dancing but I've talked about it before!) ***
@deansraspberrypie and @deansmultitudes tagged me in this one! 💛🌟
day or night // car or truck // series fandom or music fandom // dark academia or light academia // moon or stars // picnic on the beach or stroll through the woods // pink or blue // road trip or plane trip // pop music or rock music // dyed hair or natural hair // sports car or jeep // fantasy or nonfiction // phone call or text ***
and finally from @alaynestone 😘💕
three ships: i'm going with spooky influences because 'tis the season! gomez/morticia (the addams family), louis/lestat (the vampire chronicles, interview specifically, but ask me how ripped off we were that they were never fully canon in the books), dani/jamie (the haunting of bly manor).
last song: wildest dreams (taylor's version) - taylor swift
last movie: oh! i feel strange that i can't answer this because i'm not certain? i'm not sure i've watched a movie since i saw beauty and the beast for the thousandth time a couple of weeks ago. soon it will be time to bring out the halloween movies!
currently reading: just finished lycanthropy and other chronic illnesses, am deciding what to read next! i'd say i want to read something spooky, but every book i've read in the past couple of months has been (i am predictable). i might try when all the girls are sleeping.
currently watching: i feel like i'm between series right now too? but things i'm watching and enjoying - what we do in the shadows, sharp objects, nancy drew.
currently consuming: nothing because it's 2 am, but the last thing i had was hot chocolate. the weather has been chilly!
currently craving: halloween. autumn. <- vicky we're here!!! 🍂🧡🎃 but i'm leaving your answer because i'm always craving that too. ***
*hugs you all* i'm not tagging anyone because this post is a mess, but please feel free to take anything from me and say i tagged you because i like to see them!
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Lillaaaccc!!!! Your layout is soo pretty 😭😭 I love the purple so much and thr header with planets and stars fhdjsjs 🥺🥺
Imma in love 😌💕
Also.. pls post some drabble 😭😭 I miss reading your work. Pls. Short drabble would work too. I smile sooo much when I read your drabbles fjdjd 😭😭
Pls 👉🏼👈🏼
Okay bye. Love you 😌💕
Broooo!! First of all, HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY DHARAA!! omgg ❤
And thank youuuUuU. <333
 I’m so fucking sorry I’m this late but I got it finally done. And pleassseee, take this more than 8k words “drabble” as your birthday gifttt!! I’m not sure how it really is but I hope it’s gooddd aah. I had been writing and rewriting it for the past three days djhsfsf 😫😹
Here we gooo <3:- 
5 and 7
“What if I stole your crown right now?”
Those were the last words little Isak got to hear before prince Even snatched the golden crown with a mischievous grin and started running away. He chased after him, screaming in agony. He was dramatic, yes, so what? He was five and he could throw a tantrum if he wanted to. And also, don’t you dare call him little. He was big for his age and smart too.
 He sped up his pace, trying to run as fast as he could in this thorny garden with his little prince feet, his golden curls tossing here and there on his head. But Even was taller and faster than him, so he outran Isak within no time with his giraffe legs, and Isak came to a stop somewhere in the middle, panting and falling onto the grass backward with a dramatic sigh. He laid there star-fished and watched the sky instead for a while.
 It was autumn and the leaves were falling on his small face and it was warm and Even was back here in Oslo after a whole year, at the Valtersen palace. Even’s parents ruled a small country named Phitogin in the east side, and even if it wasn’t nearly as big as Norsk was, they were really close to Isak’s parents since their own childhood. So, they always paid a visit to Oslo every year during autumn and that was the only time Isak ever got to see Even and play with him and make sandcastles and blanket forts.
He squinted up his eyes at the bright sun, as if commanding it to shine a bit lesser, but of course, that wasn’t possible. He knew the sun was way bigger than earth and way hotter than the royal soup that was served to him whenever he fell sick. He wouldn’t dare mess with the sun.
He was about to put a hand over his face to shield himself instead, surrender to the great sun, when a dark shadow blocked the light above him.
“Hello, my little prince,” Even was grinning down at him mischievously, his hands behind his back.
Isak narrowed his eyes and sat up straight. “Where is my crown?” he demanded.
“Who knows?” Even shrugged, still keeping his hands behind himself. And Isak knew he was hiding the crown there.
So he pounced up and tried to grab Even by the shirt, but Even was quicker because he moved away in time.
“Give it back to me!” Isak yelled, jumping again. Even grinned wider, dodging him.
“No, little prince. You will ruin my hard work if you see it.”
“Don’t call me that,” Isak said, offended. “I am not little!”
Even smirked. “Oh yes, you are. You are very little, tiny. Look, you are even smaller than me!” And then he burst out laughing.
“I am not!!” Isak glared at him. He was not little. So he launched himself on top of Even to attack him. They both wrestled for a few minutes furiously, punching each other’s stomachs before falling to the ground on top of each other, breathing heavily.
When Isak opened his green eyes back up again Even was hovering above him, putting his crown back on his head quietly. Isak frowned and moved his hands up to touch the crown and see for himself what Even had done to it, but he didn’t let him and instead removed the crown again.
“Even, show me my crown!” Isak complained, reaching up.
“No, you will ruin it!” Even refused, shaking his head.
Isak grew more suspicious, so with narrowed eyes, he warned Even, “If you broke it or put tiny worms on top of it then I am not going to share my space blanket with you tonight.” He poked his little finger into Even’s chest to tell him how serious he was being.
Both of them knew how much Isak loved his space blanket and how much he loved sharing it with Even and the people he liked. If Isak refused to share it with anyone then it meant he didn’t like them enough.
Even, instead of being scared of Isak’s warning, grinned back at him again, all teeth and crinkles.  
“Oh no, little prince. I wouldn’t dare break it or do anything such horrendous to your precious crown!” He said, widening his eyes dramatically.
Isak squinted his eyes at him. “Really?”
Even nodded furiously before slowly bringing his hands to the front, holding Isak’s golden crown in between his palms. It was shining in the afternoon sun as usual, too bright and too lustrous, but as Isak leaned in a bit nearer he noticed designs of pretty flowers all over it. Even had doodled on his crown.
Isak took his crown gently before looking at all the doodles. There were so many colourful flowers and they were all really pretty. There was one of Isak sitting on a throne, and another one of Adolph, their pet dog, and another one of Isak and Even on the bed watching the stars above them. There were just so many of them and they made the crown look so much better!
Isak was smiling without even knowing, his heart was flying, but Even probably had noticed it because he suddenly asked, “Do you like it?”
Isak could hear the smile in his voice. So, he morphed his face back, trying to look more annoyed than pleased, and glared at Even.
“No, I hate it! You ruined my crown, Even.” He said to his face trying to sound furious.
But Even grinned at him instead. “Oh really? Then why is there a smile on your face?”
Isak widened his eyes, turning red. “What? No there isn’t!” he protested, but he couldn’t stop smiling. And soon within no time Even laughing loudly.
“Oh my god, you’re such a bad liar!” He giggled.
Isak rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed. “Shut up! I am leaving.” He said, before turning away and stomping dramatically to the castle.
“Of course you love what I did to your crown, little prince. I do too. I’ll make you more of these the next time we meet!” He heard Even shout from behind him loudly and Isak ducked his head, picked up a tiny rock, and threw it back at Even, missing him narrowly.
 7 and 9
“Ugh, why do we always have to sleep together whenever you visit me? Why can’t you sleep in your own separate room?” Isak complained loudly to the dark, sighing when he got no reply.
So, he shuffled closer and pushed Even’s chest. “Evennnnnn!” he whined when the older boy let out another soft snore and pulled Isak’s blanket much tighter around himself.
“Hmph,” Isak sighed in defeat before slumping back and resorted to just staring at the dark instead when Even finally spoke.
“Maybe it’s because they think you are too little to be sleeping on your own at night.” There was too much sarcasm in his voice and Isak turned to him in surprise and suspicion.
“You were awake?!” He screamed in offense.
Even grinned at him in the dark, his teeth shining bright. “Did you actually think I had been sleeping this whole time?!”
Isak couldn’t believe him. “Oh my god,”
“Yes, and what’s wrong with me sleeping here?” said Even, shuffling closer to Isak noisily.
“Nothing is wrong.” Isak huffed. “You just keep stealing my blanket and I get cold!”
Even shuffled much closer until he was almost hugging Isak from the side. “Oh, I’m really sorry about that, your grace. But look! Sleeping together is not really that bad because you get to cuddle me and I’m much warmer than your precious blanket.” Even said, wrapping Isak’s little body with his arms and pulling the younger boy into himself.
Isak squirmed against him, groaning. “Ugh, go away!”
“Never in a million years,” Even mumbled, shoving his face on top of Isak’s fluff of curls. They were a tangle of skinny limbs.
“ugh,”
Isak tried moving away but he was failing so hard at it. So he gave up a while later and slumped against Even’s chest, feeling his chest rise and fall back as he breathed. He felt oddly at peace a while later and drifted into sleep easily. The blanket lay forgotten by the corner of the bed.
 .
 11 and 13
“What if we sneaked into the kitchen right now?” Even suddenly said, sounding excited.
Isak groaned at him. “No way. We won’t be sneaking out to the kitchen right now in the middle of the night.”
“But we will!”
“We won’t,”
He saw Even pout at him in the dark. He had gotten a new haircut and he looked ridiculous and although it shouldn’t have bothered Isak, it did. He couldn’t get to bury his fingers into those long blonde strands of hair from now on.
“But I’m hungry,” Even mumbled. “Pleaseeee, let’s go.”
Isak shook his head. “No one is hungry at night, Even. Stop making things up.”
“I’m not!”
“Yes, you are?”
But Even wasn’t listening. He got up and already started pulling Isak up by his hands. Isak let out a loud groan before giving in and following the older boy out of the room.
It was dark outside and so they tip-toed quietly down the stairs. At one point they were almost caught when a guard heard Even’s stomach growling in hunger. They giggled to themselves and sneaked through the corridors and halls until they finally reached the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen, they both started shoving as many food items as they could in their pockets. Even tried carrying half-eaten raspberry cake from the day before but he slipped and ruined it instead. Isak laughed out so loud that he was sure he had woken someone up but thank god no one stopped them.
It was chaos. But they were finally done, looking more chubbier and puffed up because of all those food stuffed in their pockets. They were giggling silently as they walked back out of the kitchen when they stopped dead as they spotted a boy of about Isak’s age staring at them in shock.
It was Magnus. He was the butler’s son.
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 13 and 15
 “Do you think any one of them will like me?” Magnus asked, sitting beside Isak and eating large ice cream.
Isak wasn’t paying much attention to what he was saying because his eyes were trained on Even. Even had gotten much taller recently and his hair was longer and he looked even more prettier.  Shit. No, not pretty. He looked good. But Isak couldn’t help but think it was such an understatement. Even had even started getting a bit of muscle.
Isak watched him smile and beam and flirt with other girls in the castle hall. A weird kind of jealousy was stemming up in his body and he had no idea why. It was weird and new and made him feel all jittery.
“They look so pretty, don’t they?” Magnus was saying beside him.
Isak nodded absently. Yes, he is really pretty.
“I have never even talked to them, forget about touching them. Their skin looks so soft, Isak. I just want to touch them once. Isak, are you even listening?”
Magnus’s voice snapped Isak out of his thoughts and he blushed. “Uh, what?”
“The girls!” Magnus whined, nodding over to the bunch of girls who all looked way too interested in what Even had to say. Isak hated them. “Aren’t they beautiful? Why are girls so pretty?”
Isak bit his lip and nodded. “Even, uh, boys are pretty sometimes, I think.” He said slowly before he realised what he had just said and his heart sped up. Oh no.
Magnus hummed beside him, considering. “True. Even is really pretty if I’m being honest.” He stated it as a fact and Isak snapped his head up to look at him.
“What?” He couldn’t believe his ears.
“What?” Magnus laughed in confusion. “Even is pretty. That’s why girls love talking to him, isn’t it?”
Isak’s mouth was parted slightly. He just stared at Magnus for a few seconds before looking down, his cheeks flaming. “I guess so, yeah, um, Even is really pretty.”
“I told you!” Magnus hollered in joy. “I want to be pretty too. So girls would want to talk to me too. Don’t you think?”
Isak nodded again, biting his lip.
“I’m really pretty, huh?” Even’s voice came over and Isak looked up to see that he was walking over to them both. Oh, God. Had he heard what Isak had just said? It was going to be bad.
Isak flipped him off instead of saying anything and that earned him an ‘Oyy’ from a very surprised and an amused Even.
“We have already started learning this kind of things, I see.” He nodded over to Isak’s middle finger which was still sticking out in his direction.
“Magnus taught me.” Isak shrugged and then watched Magnus hug Even tightly for a moment before letting him go.
“We were just talking about how pretty you are, bro.” Magnus said, looking excited and Isak blushed again. Gosh, Magnus. Why couldn’t he just shut his mouth?
Even looked at Isak with his eyebrows raised. “Oh, really? Yeah, I did hear the prince say how pretty I am. It’s an honour for me really.” He smirked and Isak wanted to combust right then and there. “You should start calling me ‘pretty prince’ from now on then, Issy. It’s a nice name, isn’t it? Just like yours is, little prince.”
“Why are you such a dick?” Isak said, narrowing his eyes at the taller boy.
Even laughed out loud and when Isak flipped him off again, Even blew him a kiss instead went back to join the girls, this time taking a very excited Magnus along with him, leaving Isak feeling all flustered.
Gosh, why was he feeling like this recently? Isak did not like it. It was weird and just strange. He had never felt like this around Even before. And the fact that recently most of his dreams consisted only of Even touching him in weird places was also not helping things at all.  
What the hell was really happening?
 14 and 16
 “Even, are you even listening?!” Isak said tiredly for the fourth time that day, but Even still kept staring blankly in the opposite direction.
So Isak reached his hand out that held his wooden sword and poked Even in the stomach. “Asshole!”
At that finally, Even looked up at him in surprise.
“Should I tell the queen you have started swearing nowadays? Hmm?” He broke into a mischievous grin.
Isak sighed exhaustedly. “We are learning to sword fight and you keep zoning out all the time! What’s up with you? Stop thinking of your girlfriend all the time.” He said, spitting the word ‘girlfriend’ out with as much spite as he could muster. Yes, he was frustrated and annoyed and pissed right now, so what?
Even had gotten himself a girlfriend two months back. Princess Sonja of the realm of Sweden. And she was all he ever talked about. Of course, Isak had a right to be pissed.
Even rolled his eyes this time. “I am not thinking of Sonja, excuse me. I’m listening.”
“No you are not!” Isak countered back, waving his wooden sword around.
“I am! I am not thinking of her, Issy, now come on, let’s practice.”
“Yes, you are!” Isak said back, pausing his practice entirely. “You are always thinking of Sonja. You always spend your time with her, kissing her and complimenting her and telling her she looks good and I bet you wouldn’t sleep in my room anymore if your mum allowed you to sleep along with Sonja! Of course, she is always on your mind. You forgot about me. It’s as if I don’t even exist to you! And now you can’t even practice sword fighting with me because you are always only thinking of her.”
He exhaled deeply after his outburst, and he knew there were tears in his eyes, hot, burning tears. but he was keeping them at bay from falling down and making him look weak. He wasn’t weak. Even was watching him back with wide eyes, his mouth falling open slightly.  
“That’s not true.” He whispered finally, after a beat. “I didn’t forget you. I can never forget you, Is.”
His eyes were blue, blue, blue.
Isak stared into them for a few seconds before he couldn’t take it anymore and had to turn away. His heart broke a little inside. He never thought hearts could break, he had always believed that was all bullshit. But apparently, it was true.
Oh gosh, he was being super emotional again. So he wiped his tears and tried to shed off his sad feelings. He wasn’t weak.
“Doesn’t matter. I am just gonna practice and you can just keep thinking about your pretty girlfriend.” He mumbled before swinging his sword onto the big loaf of meat hanging in front of him.
He gave it a couple more shoves. Up and down. Right and left. Hard and quick. He hit the sack again and again, at various spots, from various angles, with various tricks and moves. It was hard, but he knew it was worth it. If he was going to be a king someday, then he had to be ready.
  Even kept standing beside him, and Isak hated that no matter how much he tried he couldn’t not pay attention to Even. Had he zoned out again while standing there? Thinking of Sonja?
But then Even spoke and Isak groaned, “What if we ditched dinner and went to the garden right now?”
Isak frowned deeply. “No way, I’m not coming.”
“Yes, you are.” Even smirked before walking up to him and snatching the wooden sword and throwing it to a pile on the corner.
No way. Isak was not going to agree to him this time.
.
Isak found himself laying on the green grassy ground and staring up at the orange-hued sky half an hour later. His head was on Even’s lap and Even was weaving his long fingers through his sweaty curls.
“Stop doing that. I smell gross and I’m sweaty.” Isak mumbled when Even started running his fingers all over Isak’s face. It tickled him so he laughed.
“You look so beautiful when you laugh,” Even said softly, staring down into his eyes and cupping his jaw.
“Ugh, stop,” Isak rolled his eyes, but he was blushing.
“Never, not in a million years.”
Isak smelled in the flowers’ scent and relaxed. “I can’t believe I am actually here with my head on your fucking lap of all places.” He scoffed quietly.
Even chuckled from behind him. But he was too busy to reply apparently because he was ruffling around the garden, plucking something off. Isak couldn’t see properly so he watched the sky again, at the birds and the clouds. Everything was going good.
When he felt something on his head a while later he looked up at Even, silently asking him what it was.
“I made you a flower crown,” Even said simply, resuming to arrange it on Isak’s head properly.
“But flowers are for girls. Not for boys. You should keep it on Sonja’s head instead.” Isak mumbled.
Even scoffed from above him. “There is no such rule like that. Who’s teaching you all these?” He sounded truly disappointed.
Isak shrugged, his shoulders shaking Isak’s legs beneath them. “The royal teachers? People? Isn’t it how it always is?”
Even made a small sound, disagreeing with what Isak had just said. “Flowers are for everyone, Isak. For boys, for girls, for animals, and for everyone and everything, okay? There is no such thing as only meant for girls, or only meant for boys. You can do whatever you want. Stop believing this stuff you hear, Isak. You have always loved flowers, what happened to you now?”
Isak shrugged again, his heart felt heavy. He knew he loved flowers even now. He had always loved them. But mamma had always told him to not like girly things, that he was a boy and that he was supposed to like wars and horses and rough things, not things that are soft and pretty. He wasn’t a girl.
  “Do you really think it’s okay if I like flowers?” He asked, his voice small.
Even sighed quietly above him and then he bent down slowly before kissing Isak’s forehead. Isak inhaled sharply at that.
“You are allowed to like whatever you want, okay? No one makes rules here, Is. Stop believing what others are telling you to do. You are my valiant prince and you will be a great king. A great king does not fear liking what he likes.” Even murmured to him, weaving through his curls again. “A great king is not afraid to be himself. Will you be a great king for me, Isak?”
“For you?” Isak licked his lips.
“Yes, for me.”
“Yes. I would do anything for you.” Isak admitted out loud, and he was surprised by his own boldness.
He heard Even smile when he said. “So would I,”
Isak blushed at that and ducked his gaze down, away from Even’s face. And watched the early stars.  He loved spending time like this with Even. He hadn’t done this in so long. It felt good that Isak could take his mind off Sonja for a while.
“You look really pretty in a flower crown, do you know?” Even hummed from above him.
He retreated his hand back from his hair and cupped Isak’s jaw again, tilting his head so that he could look into his eyes. “You are so pretty,” he said, making Isak blush again.
“Ugh, fuck off,”
“What? I’m not lying. You are the prettiest thing I have ever seen,” Even said, widening his eyes in honesty but he was also grinning.
Isak wanted to punch him. “Even more prettier than Sonja?” He asked instead, averting his gaze away from Even’s intense gaze. He regretted it the moment it was out of his mouth. God, Isak.  
He had no idea how long it was, but when they finally got up from there and got back to the castle, it was completely dark. The only thing that was shining were the moon, stars, and Even’s eyes.
Isak showered and got dressed in the softest pajamas before getting into his bed and reading some thick book that he had found in the library.
He wasn’t really expecting anything when Even finally climbed into his bed quietly an hour later and it was dark, pitch black. Isak pretended to be asleep, so he snored softly, and it also helped that he was turned away from Even.
Even tossed and turned around for a while, before cuddling Isak from the back. Isak tensed up a little in his hands before he melted against Even’s chest. Why was he being this tense? They did this all the time. So he leaned back and let Even cuddle him instead. It felt really good, and he felt warm and his eyes started fluttering on their own in no time. He wasn’t expecting anything even when he was just drifting into his sleep slowly, but then he heard Even softly murmur against his ear, “Even prettier than Sonja.”
It almost brought him out of his sleepy daze. Almost.
.
 16 and 18
“Shut up,”
“What do you mean, ‘shut up,’ I’m just trying to fix your bangs. You look pretty when you are grumpy, you know?”
“Shut up!”
“Alright, but don’t you think it will be a bit too much if I pulled my shirt up right here at the hall?”
“Oh my god!”
“All the girls would start swooning at me because I am so hot- ouch!”
Isak punched him in the stomach before hastily pulling his hand back and smiling at the guests. Even watched him with wide eyes by his side.
“You don’t think I’m hot?!” He whispered in outrage. Isak didn’t give him the satisfaction of a grumpy snarky reply.
They were both in costly suits, standing at one side of the hall and greeting all the guests awkwardly. It was the royal ball and somehow people from many other countries visited here to have a nice time. Although most of them called him the ‘little prince Isak,” whenever they greeted him. Fuck you, he was not little anymore.
There was also this princess Emma who seemed way too fond of Isak because she kept looking over to him every now and then before turning away shyly.
Isak wasn’t fond of her.
“I can’t believe you just punched a prince in the stomach.” Even mumbled by his side.
Isak rolled his eyes at him. “I am a prince too.”
Even reached his hand out again and started fixing Isak’s collar with a concentrated look. “Yes you are, little prince.”
“ugh, stop,” Isak groaned.
“Never,”
“Hey guys!” It was Magnus, holding a tray of drinks and serving it to everyone. He looked adorable in his outfit.
“Hey, Mags! My bro.” Even greeted cheerily before hugging Magnus tightly.
Isak smiled at them both and took a drink off the tray. Magnus looked pleased to see two people he knew after all that crowd of new, strange, rich people.
“Bros, just look at all those princesses!”  He said excitedly, leaning in and waving a hand over to the bunch of pretty girls with crowns on their forehead. They were all eyeing Isak and Even hungrily and Isak wished he could escape. But his mamma and papa were watching him, so he couldn’t do that. “They are all just eating you with their eyes. Isak, man, what are you waiting for?! Go get one of them!” Magnus hollered.
“Nah, Mags. Not yet.” Isak said, sipping his drink.
“What do you mean ‘not yet’, bro?! They all look so pretty though! Go get some, and tell me how it went.” Magnus demanded.
Before Isak could reply, Even jumped in. “Isak is waiting for the right moment to score with Princess Emma, Mags. That’s why,”
Magnus looked around and when he spotted Emma, his eyes went wide and mischievous. He wiggled his eyebrows at Isak. “Oooh. Princess Emma, Issy?”
Isak‘s jaw tightened a little but he nodded slowly. Emma caught his eyes just then and he waved back to her awkwardly. She looked pleased with that gesture while the remaining princesses were scowling at her.
“Fuck, man. She looks so into you. What are you waiting for? Go get it or she will go for me instead if you wait any longer!” Magnus yelled into his ear loudly before leaving them both to serve other guests.
Isak swallowed and looked up at Even, who was gazing back at him.
“I am gonna go get her then,” he said, fixing his shirt.
“You know you don’t have to, right?” Even said instead, helping him fix his shirt. He tucked Isak’s shirt tightly into his dark pants making him squirm under his touch.
“Yes, but I want to.” Isak lied.
“Don’t lie, Issy. Do you even like her?” Even frowned at him, keeping a hand on the small of his back.
“I’m not lying!” Isak lied. “I really like her. She is very pretty.” And then he shrugged himself off from Even’s touch and headed over to Emma.
.
 An hour later, he found himself trying to dance with princess Emma. It was tough because they were both only teens and none of them knew how to dance or where to put their hands so they kept stomping each other’s feet instead. It was awkward, to say the least. But Emma didn’t seem to mind so much, she giggled and kissed his cheek and touched his hair, so Isak smiled back at her and tried his best because both his mamma and papa were watching and they looked really happy and proud of him. He was going to be the heir to the throne, after all, it was his duty to form strong bonds with other country rulers, and what was a better way than stealing their daughter’s hearts.
So, Isak danced and flirted and got drinks for Emma wishing there was another better way.
When they both were done, Isak headed out to the corridor to breathe in a bit of air and hoping to get away from Emma for a bit, but she found him again within no time. That girl really was too much. Isak felt like she was breathing down his neck every time she got too close to him. She was way too loud and way too giggly and kept falling all over Isak and touching him everywhere she could.
   He wanted to combust right then and there. But Even appeared beside him just then like a knight in shining armour.
“You both are having a good time, I see,” he grinned at them both, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“We are! Prince Isak is really charming.” Emma giggled from where she had both her hands wrapped around Isak’s neck.
Isak blushed because for some reason he couldn’t stand Even watching him like this.
“What if I do something stupid to save your ass from princess Emma right now?” Even leaned in, whispering into Isak’s ear so quietly that only he could hear.
Isak widened his eyes at him at that, then shook his head minutely saying ‘no,’ but Even just shrugged and grinned back at Emma.
Oh god.
“Oh, he really is very charming. No doubt.” Even agreed, sipping on his drink and leaning suavely against the wall. “Girls all over the city have a massive crush on him, you know.”
Isak looked over to Even with wide eyes. But Even wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at Emma.
“Oh,” Emma said, her voice was filled with surprise. “Really?”
Even hummed. “Yes, most of those girls are even ready to jump in to marry Isak if he asks them. They are that gone for him. He really charms them all well.”
Isak was barely understanding what Even was on about. This was totally not true.
“Charms them? What do you mean?” Emma asked, sounding suspicious.
Even blinked once and averted his gaze to Isak’s once, before looking back at Emma in amusement. A smile playing on his lips.
“You haven’t heard? He charms them all so well that many of them try seducing him right then and there. He says he refuses them but I know it’s a lie. Why would he refuse them when he just flirted with all of them, right? You can only imagine what goes on between him and all the girls over the city.” Even was full-on grinning now and Isak was blushing furiously even though none of it was true. “No wonder every girl is crazy for him.”
He then leaned in and whispered into Emma’s ear, “I heard he is also dating one of them in secret.”
What the fucking fuck.
“Shut up, that’s not-“
“-oh my god, really?” Emma interrupted Isak, her eyes wide as she looked up at Isak. She looked shocked.
“Wha- no! No, of course not-“
“Look, he is lying again.” Even said, smirking.
Emma removed her hands from Isak’s neck slowly and took a step back, making space between them. Isak felt like he could finally breathe.
“I- wow- I just uh, I am sorry my prince,” she cracked a laugh that sounded more broken than anything else. “I didn’t know you had someone. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have thrown myself at you this way-“
“-Emma, just don’t believe Even. He is an idiot. I’m not seeing anyone else.” Isak tried telling her, but she wasn’t looking at him.
“What? Oh, it’s okay, my prince. I don’t really care, but uh, I have some work, I’ll just leave I guess. Have a good time with uh, your secret lover.” Her face was comical as she excused herself from them both.
He watched her retreating back with his jaw hung open.
And Even had the audacity to speak. “You are seeing someone in secret? I’m hurt, Isak.”
“You fucking asshole.” Isak hissed at Even once Emma was gone.
“I was wondering why you hadn’t said that yet,” Even hummed, smiling.
“What’d you do that for?” Isak cried.
Even just shrugged at him. “Because you looked like you need help. Besides, that poor girl is gonna get nightmares of you every time she sees any other girl in the city. And you are mine so sorry, I can’t share you with anyone else.” He winked. He fucking winked.
“That was so fucking bad, Ev. I swear to god.” Isak groaned. “Ugh, I hate you so much right now.”
“No, you don’t. I saved you from a very clingy monster dressed like a princess.”
“Fucking hell, I am not talking to you again. I really liked her.”
Even raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh really? You liked her?”
“Yes. Why? Don’t you think I can’t like girls?”  Isak said defensively, furrowing his brows.
Even only sighed at him. “No, that’s not what I meant, baby.”
“Don’t call me a baby. Then what, Even? Do you think only you are allowed to get a girlfriend but not me? That’s fucked up.” Isak spat, annoyed.
“No- fuck, I’m sorry, Isak.” Even’s eyes were wide, and he looked like he was really sorry. “I didn’t mean it that way.”  
Isak stared at him for a beat or two before turning away. “Whatever. Go fucking enjoy with your girlfriend and leave me alone.”
.
 He knew he had over-reacted as he fell on top of his king-sized bed that night. He and Even weren’t sleeping together anymore and Even had gotten his own big room. He couldn’t even get the point of making them both sleep together for all these years only to separate them now.  
He was regretting his words and his reaction right now and was thinking of just sneaking into Even’s room to apologize to him when he heard loud familiar voices from his right wall. It was Even and Sonja. They were sleeping together now?
But then he started hearing words and curses and he knew they were arguing. Even had invited Sonja over here as well last week and Isak hated watching her stroll around arm-in-arm with Even day and night as if she owned him. He hated it, and he hated everything that wasn’t Even these days.  
Another string of arguments pulled him out of his thoughts and he focused on that now. They were clearly arguing, fighting even. He had never heard Even yell like this at anyone, but Sonja’s voice was even louder. They were having issues, and Isak had no idea about what.
A few minutes after the continuous bickering, someone slammed something hard onto the ground, and then there was this loud sound of a door shutting close. Isak knew it was over and someone had stormed out.
What was happening?
Were they breaking up..?
Isak’s heart was beating quick when the door to his room slowly opened and Even entered inside, looking worn out.
“I’m sorry, Is. Can I sleep in your room for tonight? Please.”  
.
.
.
“You were right. I didn’t like Emma. I never liked her.”
.
 17 and 20
 “What if I can make it up to you?”
 “Even, I just fucking hate you, alright? Leave me alone.” Isak said, slamming the room to his door loudly. He didn’t want to hear any more of Even’s bullshit so he went straight to his bed and fell on top of it, burrowing his face into the pillow Even always slept. He inhaled the scent and felt something stirring inside him.
A weight dropped beside him and the next second someone was cuddling him from his side. Fucking Even. Of course, he followed Isak back into his room. Even literally had no sense of privacy. Not when it came to Isak at least.
“Ugh, why are you here?” Isak groaned into his pillow.
“What if I can make up to you?” Even repeated, to his ear this time. It gave Isak chills.
“How?”
This year, Even was back only for a week or so and Isak was already anticipating him leaving tomorrow when today Even had the audacity to leave the palace and spend his more than four hours flirting with the village girls and boys.
Look, Isak wasn’t being possessive, or fuck it, he had no idea, okay? But he knew he was definitely not controlling like Sonja was. Sonja and Even had broken up and Isak really knew now what that whole argument or fight was about.
But that’s not the matter right now. He wasn’t usually possessive, but look, he hated that Even just left him like that on the last day he was going to spend here in Oslo before he would be back in Bergen. He and Even were supposed to spend their whole day together but Even had ditched him in the evening to flirt with some girls and returned back at dinner and he was going to leave tomorrow morning.
Of course, Isak was pissed and annoyed. Why couldn’t Even flirt with him instead?
Fucking Even.
 “I just can,” Even replied smoothly and Isak turned to him suspiciously.
“No, you can’t. I’m really hurt right now. Nothing can mend my broken heart.” Isak said instead. “And I really, really hate you right now.”
Even rolled his eyes at him fondly before cupping Isak’s chin with his hand. Then he leaned in and slowly asked, “Have you ever kissed anyone before?”
Isak shuddered at that. They were so close. “No, of course not, Even. You would know if I kissed someone. Stop asking all the weir-”
Even shut him up with his own lips, kissing him. Isak whimpered and let out a surprised squeak before furiously trying to kiss Even back. Holy fuck, he was definitely dreaming. He was kissing Even. And nothing had ever felt so right in the universe.
Even kissed him gently and softly, he wasn’t rushing it, like he was savouring Isak’s lips, memorizing the way it moved and the way it tasted. It felt like he was trying to please Isak and it definitely was working. Isak moaned and hummed around their lips. He couldn’t believe it. He went pliant in Even’s arms and let him kiss him again and again and again until Isak could only see and feel and touch only Even, Even, and Even.
 “Did I succeed in making up to you?”
“Hell yeah,”
 .
 19 and 22
 Isak was fucked. Literally. He just realized how much he was crushing on Even and how badly he wanted him that way. The way every boy wanted the girl. And he was fucked now.
He couldn’t take his eyes off Even’s naked back as he stretched and yawned in the early morning like a cat.
Isak watched his muscles flex and his spine stretch and shoulders move from where he was still pretending to be asleep with his blanket over his head.
Even looked good. He probably was one of the most handsome men Isak had ever seen all his life. Yes, Even was a man now and it made Isak swoon over him.
Just as Even got off the bed, he caught a glimpse of his collarbone, and Isak’s mouth watered as he imagined himself licking it. Gosh.
Even had returned back to Oslo again two years later and he looked so good. He had grown way taller and had gotten way more muscles. His hair was longer and swooped back on his head. It made him look so sexy and hot and Isak couldn’t breathe every time their eyes met. Someone kill him, God.
 .
“Is it bad I want him to do every evil thing he can to me?”
He said out loud, still drooling over the new, tall and hot version of Even as he practiced his sword fighting while Magnus fed the sheep beside him in the shed. He was getting really good at it and he had even defeated and killed some of the sworn enemy’s sneaky conspirators a couple of times. This was his favorite sword and he named it ‘Illuminati,’ because it sounded cool.
He heard something clatter to the ground and turned to look at Magnus who was watching him with wide eyes. “What the fuck, bro?”
Isak nodded gravely, not even caring about the fact that he just said ‘he’ out loud instead of a ‘she’.
“Who are you even talking about?” Magnus squinted at him, looking shocked. When he looked at where Isak’s gaze was pointing to, his eyes widened.
“Fuck bro. Even?”
Isak nodded again. Even was there, riding his black horse and greeting everyone on the way with a huge beam. He looked so pretty.
“Mags, I think I like Even.” Isak couldn’t believe his own voice. How was the feeling this brave to admit that out loud? But he was also fucking tired of lying to himself. He liked Even that way and he had known it for a long time but he never let himself accept it. He couldn’t do that anymore though. He just didn’t think he could keep it in himself when Even had kissed the last time he was here. The only thing that was repeating in Isak’s head was their kiss and how good it had felt.
He had kissed many girls after that, but all of them felt wrong. He realized he didn’t like girls. He had never liked girls. It scared him, but also comforted him, made him realize why he could just never feel the same like all his other friends did.
 “Seriously, bro?!”  Magnus came over to him. He was almost as tall as Isak now.
“yes,” Isak nodded, licking his lips and aiming at the sack with his sharp steel sword. It cut it in two halves.
Magnus looked mind blown, as if he just discovered some great theory. “Fucking hell, bro. That is awesome. Shit, I think I always knew why you looked at Even that way.” He was beaming so huge Isak wanted to shut him up.
“What way?” He frowned instead.
“The way I watch the girls.” Magnus winked at him and Isak groaned, blushing furiously.
“Fuck off,”
“But bro. What about Even then? Have you told him about how you feel yet?” Magnus shuffled closer to him, lowering his voice so that no one could hear them.
Isak’s heart clenched at that and his jaw tightened. “No, Mags. He doesn’t like me that way.” He cast his gaze down and started fiddling with his fingers.
Magnus looked almost disappointed at that information. “What? But how do you know?”
“I just do.” Isak shrugged. If Even did like him, he would have told him.
“Bullshit bro. Have you ever seen the way Even looks at you? He looks at you like you are the most precious thing to him. Kid you not, I thought Even had a secret crush on you for several years after we became friends.” Magnus huffed. “He definitely fancies you, bro.”
Isak bit his lip, considering what Magnus had just said. Did Even really look at him that way? Did he really like Isak?
“We even kissed,” He admitted quietly.
A squeak. And Magnus was right in his face now. “Are you fucking kidding? You both kissed?” He yelled, making Isak flinch. A few of the guards watched them with a stone face and Isak slapped Magnus’s arm so he would shut up.
“Yes, we did. Two years back.” He said.
“Fucking hell. Who kissed first? Details, Isak. I need more details!” Magnus demanded and Isak let out a groan, slightly regretting telling Isak, but he started telling the story anyway. About him getting jealous whenever Even flirted with other girls or whenever he was with Sonja, about their kiss and how Isak couldn’t believe it was finally happening, about how they never talked about it again and Isak was too flustered to bring it up so he pretended that it never happened, about how even now Even would sneak into his room at night and slept along with Isak, about how Even would always call him pretty and it used to make Isak question his sexuality. He told him everything, every single thing. He poured his heart out. And when he was finally done, Magnus was full-on grinning now and Isak couldn’t believe he just poured his heart out to Magnus of all people.  
“And now you can’t take your eyes off him,” Magnus concluded, looking back at Even out in the vast field.
“Now I can’t take my eyes off him.” Isak agreed.
“Fucking hell, this is like a fairy tale.” Magnus mused with a smile. Isak rolled his eyes.
“This is anything but a fairytale.”
Magnus waved him off and got up, dusting his dress and he went back to the shed. As he walked in, he shouted over back to Isak, “Looking at someone like they are their universe, kissing them, and sneaking into their bed every night doesn’t seem like something a normal friend would do, Isak. You should stop thinking so hard and tell him.” He winked before disappearing inside.
Isak stared back at him for several minutes before letting out a sigh. ��A true king is not afraid to be himself.’ Even’s words rang in his mind after all these years.
He would have to do this then, wouldn’t he?
 .
 21 and 23
 “Even, I swear to god if anyone hears and informs my parents-“
-calm down, baby. Just enjoy.”
“They are the fucking king and quee- ahh“
Even dived back in and Isak moaned so loud he panicked he alerted the guards outside. But luckily, none of them barged in. Even didn’t stop, he kept going up and down, up and down and soon Isak was panting.
 When they both were coming down from their high finally, sweaty bodies on top of each other, Isak let out a giggle.
“Fucking hell,”
Even smiled down at him, then rolled back to his side. “I can’t believe I fucked the prince in his own room. I should get paid for this.”
Isak shoved him with a laugh before Even pulled him into himself and he rested his head on his shoulder.
“Did you know I begged my mum to let me sleep with you when we were younger because I liked you a lot and wanted to watch you sleep because you looked so adorable?” Even said, suddenly.
Isak widened his eyes at that. “What the fuck, really?” Even nodded back at him and Isak couldn’t believe it.
“Wow..”
“Yeah, I used to pretend that I was scared of sleeping alone here in your castle and somehow my mum believed it and your mum agreed to let us sleep together.” He laughed. Bright and loud.
And Isak laughed along with him too. Even rubbed his hand up and down his back and they calmed their giggles down after a while. They were together exactly for a year but only got to touch each other for two weeks and a half or so. Because they both got together the year before and Even had left again a week later and only came back here now one and a half week ago. So they were trying their best to spend as much time together as they could without making it more suspicious.
It was going fine, but they knew something had to happen first. They had to come out. They couldn’t keep living in secret like this forever. Isak didn’t want it and neither did Even. Isak was ready to die if he wanted, but he wasn’t going to let their love be imprisoned this way.
“What if we get caught one day?” Even said quietly, drawing circles on Isak's back.
“Then we explain to them. Tell them we are together,”
���And what if they don’t accept us?”
Isak shuffled closer to him. “We will flip them off and elope togteher.”
“Oh yeah?” There was a smile in Even’s voice.
“Yeah,”
“To where?”
“To a place where we are safe.”
“Okay. What if they torture Magnus over here because he supported us all this time.”
Isak scowled. “Then we take him along with us. Find him a girl. Marry them both.”
Even let out a small laugh. “That sounds really nice.”
“It does.”
“I’m so glad you asked me out that day, baby.” Isak lifted his face up and smiled down at Even.
“I am glad too. Or I wouldn’t be here with you right now, naked and kissing you.”
Even grinned up at him in the darkness. “And you wouldn’t have known how good I was at fucking you.”
“oh my god, you are so dirty.” Isak groaned, palming his face. They both laughed for another few minutes before Even resorted back to stroking his back softly.
“You don’t know how badly I wanted this. Us. You.” He said quietly, and Isak shook his head at him lightly.
“Trust me, I do. Because I wanted this too.”
Even stared into his eyes at that, a fond look on his face, and Isak did the same before they kissed each other again for a while. Isak slumped back into Even’s chest contently after that and they pulled the blanket tighter around themselves. It was a miracle no one ever came to check upon them.  
 “We really owe Magnus a lot, don’t we?”
 .
 24 and 26
 They were in Bali. In fucking Bali, during the fuming hot, summer.
Isak couldn’t believe it. It had taken so long for them to arrive here. They had to spend so much time on various huge ships and here they were finally.
Relaxing on one of the finest beaches, shirtless and with lemonades resting on either side of them. Isak had his country to rule, his own palace, his personal advisor Magnus and most important of all, his lover, Prince Even. So yes, life was going great. Except for one small thing. But he wasn’t going to bring that topic up now.
Let’s talk about something else. First things first, Isak is a king now. Yes, he is a king but not Even. Because Isak’s father passed away two years back in the battle and now he was crowned the king of the Norsk. Even’s parents were safe and sound, thank you.
 The year Isak became a king, he knew he had the power to come out as a homosexual and claim Even as his lover, openly and freely, and people wouldn’t object. Wouldn’t dare to. His own mum had accepted them both so of course, none of the people really cared very much. As for Even, it’s his story to tell, but in the end, he was accepted by his parents too.
And now, here they were, in Bali. Having a vacation after a successful battle the previous year. Even was Isak’s boyfriend and Isak was Even’s. It was good. Life was good.
Except for that one small thing that was bothering Isak for the past two months.
“I love it here so much, Isak, God.” Even whined from his side, interrupting Isak’s thoughts. He stretched and Isak stared at his beautiful, long body. His lover’s body.
 His heart bloomed every time he referred to Even as a ‘lover’.
“What if we just stayed here for the rest of our lives?” Even asked, looking at Isak with a smile. He looked gorgeous in the sun. He had tanned a little in the past few days.
“Then we will.”
Even grinned wider and turned to his front before slowly making his way over to Isak with his elbows and finally stopping by his chest.
“No, because I want to see more of the world. I want to see the world with you.”
Isak stroked through his blonde hair and kissed him. “I’ll take you anywhere you want.”
Even melted in front of him and his smile turned much softer. “I love you,” he mumbled, kissing Isak’s nose and then hovering above his lips.
“I love you too,” Isak murmured back, and Even was kissing him the next moment.
They made out for a while in the sun, rolling on the beach sand like two horny starfishes until they both had to come up for air.
Even was watching him and he was feeling good. They both were feeling good and Isak thought this might be the right time to tell his lover.
“Um, baby,” He started, watching Even’s face trying to see all his reaction as he sat up straighter. “As much as I love hearing people call you my ‘lover’,” he emphasized on the last part and saw Even frowning slightly at right now. “I wonder how it would be if they called you my ‘husband.’”
He wished he could just freeze the exact moment when Even’s eyes widened and he looked so surprised it made Isak’s heart well inside his chest. But he was also very, very nervous right now.
Even wasn’t speaking anything, but his face was filled with emotions. He was red and flustered and shocked and bemused and looked surprised overall. As if he wasn’t expecting this.
But then, his upper lip quirked up and there was a hint of a smile. A smile that contained just too many emotions. And that was enough for Isak to go ahead.
He faced Even and pulled the ring out of his pocket. He opened it and held it shakily to Even.
“What if I asked you to marry me right now?”
A beat.
“I would say yes.”
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hii i’m loving your fics and looking forward to reading more! i’ve started to get into abo thanks to you so i thought i’d request an abo fic with pierre/max (alpha pierre and omega max preferred) kind of a didn’t know they were dating kind of situation where everyone assumes they are together because of how much they smell of each other and them eventually realizing they like each other, would love to also see people’s reaction when they realize they weren’t dating before
hi sweetie!
Thank you for your kind words! I'm really happy you like my fics and that I have made you enjoy omegaverse a bit more. Your prompt sounded really cute so here we go! I made it a college au so I apologise if you wanted a grid au, don't be afraid to message me if you want something else!
Might not be perfect but it was really cute to write so....
Here we gooo, hit "read more" to read the whole thing or follow this link to my ao3 account.
“Pierre, what are we eating tonight?”
“The better question would be if you have done the groceries today.”
“….I can go right now.”
“I’ll look up something for tonight as long as you get me the stuff I need. We need to cook properly more often, you like to order in way too much.”
Max just raises an eyebrow at Pierre because while technically his flatmate isn’t wrong, it’s not his fault that he can’t cook. The alpha opens his laptop and Max already knows he’s going through his bookmarks. Pierre liked reading those food blogs while Max never understood what could be so enjoyable about reading recipes. He has no right to complain though, Pierre’s cooking abilities most likely is the only thing keeping them alive.
Two years ago they both started the same college course. Since secondary genders were mixed the teachers wanted to stimulate intergender communication and work by always pairing an omega and an alpha. More often than not Max was stuck with alpha’s who thought they didn’t need to do anything. That Max would just do everything like they asked and that those assholes would just get good grades. But he wasn’t like that. During his life he had been surrounded by quite a few older and strong-willed omega’s that showed him that he didn’t need to listen to anyone’s commands. So when his partner was too much of an asshole he’d just turn in his project with only his name on it.
Pierre though, he had been the first alpha that threated him with complete respect. It made the progress on the projects way easier and Max enjoyed having someone he could work together nicely with. Teachers must have noticed that both their names were always on the project and paired them together more often. After that they started to sit together during classes, breaks and even plan stuff outside of school. Their friendship developed quite fast and they soon went from discussing project plans to looking for flats they could rent together.
Renting houses was quite expensive in this area was way too expensive to go without a flatmate for long. That had been the sole reason for moving in, but Max definitely didn’t mind being able to spend more time with Pierre. Traveling home alone as an omega after a night of projects, movies or even drinking became annoying quite fast. Pierre did offer to walk him home for safety but they soon developed a rhythm in which they just stayed over, sometimes even sleeping in the same bed. It felt safe, not that Max wanted to admit that to anyone.
“Found it,” Pierre announces and Max observes how he notes down all the ingredients on their grocery list, making it even longer than it already was. It slightly annoys him because grocery shopping isn’t his favorite thing to do.
“I’ll back in an hour,” he tells the alpha with a pout, getting a roll of his eyes and a smile in return. “You’re going to get food, not present the results of your research to Ms. Grocher. Stop acting like you’re going to die, you idiot.”
“It’s close enough,” Max argues and he leaves their apartment with a laugh. Grocery shopping isn’t even that hard, Pierre actually notes down the stuff in order of how you walk through the shop. That way he doesn’t have to search for everything individually, because Pierre soon found out that sometimes left the omega in the shop for half a day, or coming home with only half of the stuff they needed.
It’s not too busy, which is a relief. Being stifled by scents, hormones and have bodies pressing against him that aren’t Pierre’s isn’t something Max was looking forward to. That one song the alpha had on repeat this week is stuck in his head so he hums it and he starts planning what they could do this weekend.
Lando said he needed an omega night this weekend so he’s going to be gone on Friday night. But maybe he could watch a movie with Pierre on Saturday night? And the weather was supposed to be amazing on Sunday so they could go shopping first before visiting the park.
And Pierre had been talking about getting a cat too so maybe they could call the shelter so they could visit on Sunday? He hadn’t been completely convinced at first but the more he saw Pierre’s eyes sparkle when talking about it, the more he was willing to incline. The image of them sitting in the sun on their balcony with the little feline playing around their feet doesn’t stop it either.
“Yo, Verstappen! Are you going to keep ignoring me?
A mad French accent stops his planning and he’s suddenly faced with Charles. “What no,” he replies, “I wasn’t ignoring you at all.”
Charles gives him an unimpressed look, the familiar scent of the omega softly interacting with his. “You’ve been staring at that shrimp for 5 minutes now. Unless it reminds you of Pierre I can’t imagine it’s that interesting.”
Why would it remind him of Pierre?
Wait. He really has been slow today so he shakes his head. “No of course it doesn’t you pervert, stop thinking about his dick please. I’ve just been thinking about our plans for this weekend.”
A grin appears on Charles’ face and Max really feels like he’s missing something. “Anything special? Pierre doesn’t tell me anything lately.”
“Well, Friday night is going to be with you guys. I’m going to look for a movie for Saturday to make up for it and we’re probably going to go shopping and visit the shelter on Sunday. You know how Pierre has been talking about getting a cat,” he explains.
“Wait, you’re getting a kid together?” Max can literally smell how surprised the other omega is, but honestly has Charles hit his head?
“No, we’re getting a cat. Like I just told you.”
“Man Max, how are you a top student when you’re this slow? One day there is going to be an alpha who tricks you into being his. Getting pets together is like starting a family, those little rats are going to be part of you two. Lord knows how the two of you got together, both of you can be so oblivious.”
Should he start worrying about Charles? “Pierre and I aren’t-“
But before he could fully explain that Charles misunderstood, he’s getting called away. “I’ll come to visit after the two of you get your kid, I want to see the little rat!”
“Who says I’m going to let you?!”
Max is still grumbling about it when he gets home. How is it that Charles is that confused about the two of them? He doesn’t pay Pierre much mind, walking past him to the kitchen without saying much. This has never been something Max had to overthink but now it feels like he’s years too late.
Suddenly there are two warm hands on his hips and he feels Pierre stand behind him. He gets pulled back into somewhat of a hug and he’s being scented. It’s strange because Pierre normally doesn’t do it like this, so out of nowhere. They live together so of course they smell like each other, sometimes scenting each other after a bad day, after news or just on the couch while watching a movie. But he doesn’t resist it because it smells like home, it’s warm and relaxing and it stops Max from stressing over Charles’ words.
Because as much as he couldn’t explain it to Charles, he can’t explain it to himself either. They live together, always have plays together and he really enjoys Pierre’s company. He really hopes it’s the other way around too because he wouldn’t mind staying like this, together, for a long time. He wouldn’t mind staying like this forever, his mind corrects him, because he really doesn’t know how he would cope if he would have to do everything without Pierre.
And that realization scares him as much as it settles him down. Because it’s new, risky and it could have him loose everything but at the same time it explains so much. Even Charles’ words make sense now. Together with Pierre, Max feels like he could take on the world. And having a little kitten with them would feel like the first extension of their family.
Yet it’s scary that he could lose everything that is this because he doesn’t truly know if Pierre feels the same.
“Max, love, what’s wrong? Can you tell me what happened, sweetheart?”
Pierre’s scent is concerned, his hug from behind even stronger and Max never realized just how much the alpha seemed to care about him too. “Why aren’t we one yet?”
He doesn’t specify anything because they could be so much. They could be boyfriends, lovers, mates, each other’s and so much more. Hell, even family could be used to describe it but he’s so unsure of what Pierre would want them to be that he doesn’t dare to label it.
Max feels Pierre still and he stops breathing for a second. This could go so wrong. “Would you be willing?”
The question is soft and sweet and everything Max would want to hear but something in him breaks because he has never heard Pierre so insecure. It triggers something in him because how can Pierre not see that he would give up the world if the alpha asked. He breaks free from the alpha’s grip, turns around and faces Pierre. “I would be more than willing,” he promises.
He can smell their scents spiking and he looses himself in the feeling of Pierre kissing him, scenting him, marking him. He has never felt this whole before and he has absolutely no regrets. It’s like he found that last thing he didn’t know yet his heart was missing.
“Please, please,” he begs, not even quite sure what he’s truly asking for. He just knows that after so long he wants to be Pierre’s, completely his. And have the alpha as his to have, to share his life with.
“Are you sure? Max, I want you to be completely sure, I can’t have you regret this,” Pierre asks him and the alpha’s voice grounds him, breaks him free from the desperation and the want for a few seconds. Just long enough.
“I’ve never been so sure of something,” he replies and lets himself be lead into the bedroom they’ve been sharing most nights, too lazy to go to their own. Anything else is forgotten, he only feels the love he holds for Pierre.
It’s omega night and he’s jittery for some reason. Like he wants to go home to Pierre but he doesn’t have to be, so why? It’s strange because he has never been overly dependent on someone and he doesn’t like to be. But something in him longs for his alpha and he doesn’t completely hate it. Pierre told him that he should just enjoy tonight, they still had the whole weekend so he let himself enjoy the presence of the other omega’s. Or at least, he’s trying.
He’s in the middle of the omega pile, surrounded by calm and loving scents as he listens to the others give Lando advice on how to finally confess to Carlos. Hell, Max always thought the kid was hopeless about love but after last week he realized he was just as bad.
The conversation dies and Max finds himself hesitating, still somewhat scared to let himself be so vulnerable. “Did anyone else become really clingy after the first time together with their alpha?”
It’s silent for a second before Lando groans and mumbles, “Does this mean I have to wait more than a year before Carlos is going to fuck me?”
Seb sighs and apparently decides to interfere to calm the younger omega down. “No Lando, you don’t need to wait a year. You can wait if you want to, both are totally fine. It’s different for everyone. I’m sure Max just got reminded of the early stages of his relationship because of your talk.”
Well. Max doesn’t want to be the one to tell Seb that he’s wrong but he is, so it seems he has to. “We only got together a few days ago.”
Lando squeaks, “Does that mean I can get fucked that fast?”
Charles slaps Lando before sassing him. “You could’ve long been fucked already if you had just gotten your shit together and confessed. Carlos always gives you heart eyes,” before he turned to Max, “So you’re telling me you weren’t actually together when you told me about your little family plans?”
He shakes his head.
“How did you manage to live together with him so long before confessing your love to him? We could all see how smitten you guys were, hell we could even smell it. You two were disgustingly cute.”
Max thought about it for a bit. “Sometimes you don’t need to declare something for it to be. It just felt so right that I never really thought about it, it didn’t feel necessary. Now I know that maybe I should’ve because it made me even happier.”
“You smell disgustingly in love,” Charles tells him, “but for your information, I went into heat immediately after my first time. You might want to tell Pierre to prepare for that.”
Oh.
Oh.
Help.
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exodusmc · 3 years
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Wolf and its sheep
Genre: smut, werewolf au, slight enemies to lovers 
Words: 2273
Paring: Werewolf Hoseok x witch reader
Warning!:Mentions of alcohol, blood(not grafic), fingering, pet names, slight degrading, biting, rough, unprotected sex(use protection), making out, doggy, breeding kink, knot
a/n: Would anyone want a smut series with different monsters for halloween?? Btw hope you have a great day :)
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Gif is not mine 
“What the hell?!”staring at the mope of dark hair, filled with bad neon streaks, you hissed.
The boy only smirked, eyes trailing down your wet shirt. He spilled his drink on you and had the audacity to laugh. This is why you hated werewolves, especially the one named Hoseok. He had been the bane of your existence ever since you got to know him, that first day in highschool. Being a witch, you weren’t loved by everyone but oh god, you wished to not be the lamb to the wolf.
“Sorry sorry, didn’t see you witchy..”his looped sided smirk sent anger boling in your blood and if you could, you’d curse him right then and there, force him to turn into a chihuahua every full moon instead.
“Yeah right..”you wanted to scream mut at him but his pack was lurking around to your right, snickering like they always did. Fuck this guy and his friends, you hated them all.”I hope you can see further than your thick skull next time..”
Pushing past him, you purposely hit his shoulder, glaring daggers into his golden eyes. You knew from the beginning that you shouldn’t have come to the party but of course had Mina convinced you, even when you pointed out the extent of werewolves which would come. 
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Two weeks later you were sitting in the library, reading some text about the half moon, when the chair in front of you was pulled out. Lifting your eyes, you instantly frowned at the brown hair with just a stubborn neon green strand left.
“What do you want?”poison laced your tone and Hoseok only laughed.
“Why? Can’t I just visit my favorite witch?”you had seen him smile before, something which seemed to soften his face, but every time he looked at you, would it only be a shit eating grin. 
“No.”
“Oh come onnn!”he whined softly, leaning towards you from his chair. You could see the bubbling mischief in his eyes, the dread  of what was to come making you swallow.”We are having a party on Friday and I want you to come. You’re free right? Or are there some blood ritual you need to do under the full moon? Curse a poor child?”
Frowning at him, you stood up from the wood chair, the friend keeping your aching legs company. Hoseok watched with amusement, lips partying to speak again but you left before he could take a breath, thinking about cursing him under the full moon. 
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“Why won’t you gooo?!”Mina’s voice rang in your head, her sentence just an hour old. 
She went to the party, she was drunk, she had fun, but she wanted you to be there, she would never understand. Mina wasn’t a witch, only bearing fairy blood and not the kind which made you what you were. It also meant she didn’t experience the hate you received. Some blamed witches for turning humans into monsters but you didn’t believe that, no one could have that power. 
A knock on your door broke the spiraling late night thoughts you had, heavy eyes opening wide. 
Mina was the first name to cross your brain but she wouldn’t knock, probably scream instead. But if it wasn’t her, then who? The clock had just struck  11 pm and when you glanced out your window could you see the full moon in all its glory.
“Yes?”instantly was your whole apartment smelling like alcohol and something sweet.”Why are you here?  I thought I already told you no..”
Hoseok actually smiled sheepishly towards you, cheeks a little rosy, pupils slightly blown. His hair was wild, like he ran here, and his clothes were covered in some sort of paint. You were pretty sure he was drunk but you had read about werewolves getting the same effect from the full moon.
“I know but I’m here anyway..”his voice was lower than usual, pupils almost taking over his irises. It didn’t sit right with you, a feeling of dread spreading through your stomach. He would never do anything, at least you thought so…”And Mina said it was a good idea to visit.”
Why would she say that?
“I don’t believe she did that..”Hoseok frowned, leaning forward into your personal space. 
Heat radiated from him, reaching for your exposed skin. You swallowed too hard, heart picking up speed and if Hoseok would have had ears, they would have flickered towards you. He heard it, no doubt, but you could still keep your mask. Can’t he just leave?And maybe stop making your heart rush at lightning speed…
“But she did and I think you aren’t as mad as you try to be..”he was fast, like every other werewolf, soon standing inside your apartment, back against your gaping form.”I think you can’t hide anymore..”
Turning around, the door closed and you were pressed up against it. His normally brown eyes glowed red and when he smirked were canines shining sharp. The moon fell over him, his breath mixed into yours. 
“Tell me Y/n…can you hide? Can my little sheep run?”you gaped at him, gaze rolling around his face, the confiance which painted every feature.
“H-Hoseok what are you doing?”you tried to sound mad but your voice came out breathless, a shiver crawling down your spine when he lifted a finger to stroke over your jaw.
“I’m claiming what’s mine…”leaning forward, his lips placed a wet kiss on your jugular, sucking ever so softly. You felt his teeth scrape against your skin as he moved up to your ear.”I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time baby…let me have a taste, yea?”
You were getting lost, eyes losing focus as his voice seemed to set you in a trance. This wasn’t the annoying Hoseok you knew, this was a predator catching his prey and you were it. 
“Tell me Y/n…can I have a taste?”he moved away, left you cold and aching, but Hoseok refused to touch you before you said yes, only glaring you down. 
“Y-yes..”his smile was wide but there was nothing gentle about it, hands slowly creeping up your arms until they found hone right under your ear, thumbs lifting your chin. 
Hoseok kissed you, hard, pressing you against the door until you thought it would break. He seemed rushed, lips moving fast like he starved for them, tongue messing with your own. There was no time to breathe, not as your hands moved up to his soft locks. You tugged on them, scraping his scalp, electing low grumbles from his chest. Hoseok was absorbed with the way you felt, fingers traveling to your pajama covered legs.
You suddenly remembered that you weren’t really prepared for this, wearing not so sexy underwear but at the same time…you didn’t really think Hoseok would come bursting through your door and start making out with you. 
“Jump..”his low growl made you break from the kiss, legs falling around his hips while his hands squeezed the flesh of your butt. He smirked, licking swollen lips. Why was he suddenly so hot?”Such a good kitty, listening to everything I say..”
He moved across the room, letting you stare at his neck and peeking collarbones, the sweat forming on his hairline, but you didn’t get to kiss him. Hoseok was determined to make you want him as much as he wanted you.
“You’re my pretty girl, right?”your back dropped onto the not so glamorous bedding you slept on, Hoseok between your thighs and eyes still glowing. He was fighting the wolf but it would be worth all the time it would take. The possessiveness in his voice gave you  butterflies when it probably shouldn’t, heat spreading to your cheeks. His fingers snaked down to your nape, grabbing the hair so you had to arch your back. A breathy moan escaped you when you felt his teeth against the front of your neck, a growl coming deep from his chest when he spoke again.”You’re mine..”
Somewhere in your head, you knew he would mark you but the lust had taken over, left you a mess of his hands, his breath, his mouth. Hoseok could smell you like never before, mouth nipping at the flesh of your no exposed shoulder. He was losing patience and tore the t-shirt you had on, smirking like a devil, like a wolf, at your perky nipples. 
Dragging his fingernail down the valley between your breasts, eyes on you,  Hoseok smirked. The strong willed witch whom he played around with, whom he annoyed, was falling apart under his hands. 
“Here…”he whispered in your ear, hand resting on your stomach.”Here will my puppies be…”
Goosebumps scattered around your body, breath picking up as his fingers slid further down. You were warm and dripping, feeling so small under his moon lit figure, but it felt good, it felt like you could melt from your bones if he touched you. 
“You’ll be a good girl and take them, right?”his breath fanned down your neck, heavy and hot. Hoseok was staring at the skin over your collarbone, staring at the untouched flesh where his mark should be.”You’ll take them all..”
You had been so distracted by his mumbles, by his nipping at your earlobe, you hadn’t noticed his hand slipping into your bottoms. Not until his finger dragged across your pussy, collecting the pooling wetness.
Hoseok felt it, he smelled it. It was intoxicating to say the least, the way you screamed for him without using your words. The simple curle of his fingers in you managed to get the real sounds out of you. 
You gasped out a moan and saw stars the more he coaxed your orgasmn to come closer. A squealing sound left your pussy, something you didn’t have time to be embarrassed by, but it made him hard in his pants, the wolf in him howling. 
Leaving you on the edge of pleasure, Hoseok ripped your pajama pants in two, forcefully parthing you slightly trembling thighs. His mouth watered at the sight you were, teeth growing sharper as his nails pierced your skin. It made you exhale loudly, back arching just a little. He smiled at the way your body was so ready for his cock, his knot to sit deep inside of your pathetic pussy. 
“Oh can’t my little kitten wait? Does she want my cock and puppies so bad??” the moon made him crazy, eyes gleaming red like the blood dripping down the inside of your thighs.”Look at you…leaking all over your bed like a little slut.”
He growled, made your lower stomach combust in need. You whined at his teasing, at the way he so painfully dragged out time. The fact that you could be full now but weren’t made you annoyed. However, Hoseok flipped you around and before you could protest again, did you feel the head of his cock dragging between you swollen folds. He hissed himself and let go of all the control, letting out a final exhale before he bottomed out in you. You could feel him so deep, almost kissing your cervix, but it felt good, it felt amazing. All the anger you fely for him was gone, replaced by your high moans as he moved in and out, replaced with searing hotness. Hoseok could see wetness shining on your thighs, mixing slightly with the blood. It made his wolf growl mine. You were his and nobody else’s, his to hold, his to destroy. 
Your arms were shaking so bad you could hold yourself up, chest falling down onto the sheets. Somewhere along the line had Hoseok ripped his own clothes off, dragging his hands up your sides until they found your neck and hair. He forced you to sit up while keeping his speed up, cock pistoning in and out of your poor pussy, making you feel so good. 
“G-good girl…taking me so well..”he groaned by your ear, squeezing lightly around your neck while you bounced up and down. You were reaching the end, eyes blurring and back arching borderline painfully.”You want it, right? Want all my cum..”
Hoseok was close as well, mouth kissing featherlight on your shoulder, prepping the place where he would bite. He could feel your walls give a final squeez, milking him for everything he got. His teeth pierced your skin and you screamed,  pain and pleasure becoming a big mess of emotions. Hoseok came as well, arms holding you up, resting over your chest. Cum pumped into you, so much so a little bump formed over your lower stomach. 
You weren’t completely there when his knot grew, keeping the cum in your quivering pussy, but Hoseok was. His body fell onto your bed, trying to hold you up until you laid on the messed up sheets. He was breathing hard, watching your chest rise and fall, staring at the wound on your shoulder. You were his now but he was yours as well. 
Hoseok really didn’t think this through because if you rejected him…it would hurt worse than hell for him but you would be fine. He really fucked up..however, at the same time was he happy to finally have you. The wolf was done with pretending and playing, he just wanted to have the one the moon choose for him. 
Tomorrow, he thought as he covered you and himself, tomorrow will he care but tonight are you his and he is yours.
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trikxx · 3 years
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I was told by my friend that this chapter had to be fluff so here we go🙂
Songs for this chapter
•Never call me by jhene aiko
•Gravity by Brent Faiyaz
(Both are on the playlist)
⚠️❗️marijuana use and bullying❗️⚠️
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(Play gravity now if you want)
Y/n's pov
I parked when i go to the tattoo shop and went i side. Denki was sitting at the desk. "Hey y/n.... you ok?" He asks. "Yea," I respond.
"Where's Sero?" I ask. "He's in the back." Denki says. I nod my head and walk to the back. Sero was doing some new sketches. I knock on the door way. "Serooo." I say stretching out the o. "Hey n/n." He say putting his pencil down and walking over to me giving me a hug.
"You can talk about it if you need to, Also if you wanna go do anything we can to get your mind off of it." Sero says
"I kinda just want to chill and probably smoke a little." I respond. "Alright cool, just let me pick up and we can head out."
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I got into my car and Sero sent me the address to his house. On my way there I stopped and got some snacks and (backwoods, swishers, or etc. whatever you want).
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I got to Sero's house and turned off my car and grabbed my stuff and went to the door. Sero opened the door for me and told me where the guest room is. Denki and Sero were living together but Denki was gone for the night. "Take you time y/n. You can come to the living room when ever and we can hang out." I nod my head and sit down on my bed.
*20 unread messages*
Hitoshi☄️: Y/n.
Hitoshi☄️: where are you at?
Hitoshi☄️: i'm sorry.
Hitoshi☄️: why aren't you answering me?
Hitoshi☄️: y/n?
*read*
I put my phone down and sit on the bed. "Why?" I say to myself as i get up and take off my hoodie and put on my tee-shirt and going to the living room. Sero was already smoking. "Damn, starting without me." I say giggling. "My bad. we can go out here on the balcony." Sero says.
I follow Sero out on to the balcony. I sit down and start rolling a blunt. "Maybe we should go for a drive around. Its nice out here tonight." He says. "Sero I-"
He cuts me off  "you don't actually have a choice. So finish up and let go." I rolled my eyes.
I finished rolling the blunt and went in the house. I get my phone and keys. "Alright i'm done." I say walking into the living room and putting on my shoes.
"Lets gooo." Sero says opening the door. I follow him to his car.
Sero opens the door for me. "M'lady." He says. "You play too much. Thank you." I replied getting in to the car. Sero jogs to the drivers side and gets in putting on his seat belt. "What you wanna listen to?" Sero asks
"Brent Faiyaz." I reply. "I didn't know you listened to him!" Sero said. "Surprise shawtyy!" I say starting my Brent Faiyaz playlist.
(Play never call me if you want)
Shinsou's pov
I looked at my phone again to see if y/n had at least looked at my messages
*read*
Good. At least she saw them. It's ok. Right?
"FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!" I yelled out. "I FUCKED UP." I have knew y/n for the longest. She is always there for me. And i'm always there for her.
And to be honest i've always had a crush on her. The day she told me Todoroki cheated on her I basically sped to her house breaking every traffic law.
' i wonder where she went'
*DING*
|Y/n completed a 2 mile drive|
I forgot she put this on my phone.... Nevermind im not gonna be in her business.
|y/n arrived at Sero's house|
Wait what?
Y/n I hope your not.... forget it. Its her life.
Y/n... Its something about her. Even when we were younger I felt this way about her.
Her smile lights up any room she comes into. You feel bad about something? Y/n can help in the matter of seconds.
𝖥𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄
"Hey Villan! Why do you look like that?! You look homeless! Does your family love you cause it doesn't look lik-" "HEY DUMB FUCK LEAVE HIM ALONE" Y/n' yelled
"AHH S-S-SORRY Y/N!" The boy says running away.
"Hey are you ok?" She asked. "Yes." Shinsou replied back. "Whats your name?" "Shinsou." He whispered. "Hi. My names Y/n." The girl said with a heart warming smile
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A year later
"Come on Shinsouuuuu!" Y/n says. "We're gonna be too late the theres gonna be really long lines." She continued pulling the boy to the carnival. "You guys dont get lost ok!" Shinsous mom says. "Ok!" The two kids yelled in unison.
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It was the end of the day and Shinsou's mom was taking y/n home. "Alright kido-" Shinsou and y/n were laying on each other. Y/n's head on Shinsou's shoulder and Shinsou's head on Y/n's. 'Cute' Shinsou's mom thought. "Hey Y/n your home." She said tapping Y/n.
"I am?" Y/n said looking ou the window. "Oh." When she turned back around shinsou was awake. "See you y/n." "Bye Toshi." They hugged each other and Y/n went home
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"HITOSHIII!" Y/n yelled. "ITS FINALLY HAPPENING!" She continued dancing around with the house keys in her hands. "We're finally moving into the apartment!" Shinsou finished for her.
"YESSSSS!"
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𝖤𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖥𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄
The way she always had joy in her eyes.
She is always happy and that makes me happy. Maybe I do have feelings for her. I just... can't find the right way to tell her.
Y/n you are everything.
But
I dont want to fuck up our friendship especially if you dont feel the same way. So, I'll wait for her.
I love you Y/n.
💖 L O V E Y A B E B E S✨
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