#super junior fanfic

[sujuimagines]

me when the person in front of me in line snatches the last donut I’ve been eyeing since I entered:

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[byunbhyunz]

Lead and Gold 6.

Pairing: Eunhyuk/Reader

Genre: mafia!au, smut and fluff

Warnings: swearing, self-pleasuring

Word count: 3,527

There were a lot of gossips about your superior, Doctor Jung’s secret works, where he invited surgeon residents to his private clinic to help him out. Afterwards, no one talked a word about it. Then, your time came. He took you there too, and you did your best to do exactly what your job was in the hospital: saving people’s lives. You just didn’t know who’s life it was this time.

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You had a short, but eventful shift before Eunhyuk’s promised visit. You only got called in because of a massive accident and they needed all hands on deck. You were knee deep in blood and other body fluids while helping doctors save lives. Your head was in the game, you happily and successfully pushed your frustration aside during work, even earned some praising glances and words from other doctors, including Jung.

But the nerves came back crashing when all was said and done, and you could wash away the dirt and dried fluids from your skin in the changing room. You scrubbed your body, skin turning red from your own harshness. Your thoughts wandered to Eunhyuk and the fantasies from this dawn. You had to will your own hands not to slip to your lower region, since you were out in public.

Still wondering about the mafia boss and the intention of his visit tonight, you put on your change of clothes you kept in your locker. A simple black shirt and jeans with your usual puffy coat against the chilly weather.

Shindong was leaning against the car. He had sunglasses on, so you had no idea where he was looking, but then he nodded at you, acknowledging your arrival.

“Done saving the day?” He asked jokingly, and you could only shrug. You weren’t saving the day, just doing your job. “Not even a snarky remark about how I should shut up? It was that rough, huh?”

“Almost lost a little kid. Barely three years old. The parents came out with scratches. I think they are still kneeling at Jung’s feet, thanking him for saving their kid’s life.”

“They should be. At least I would do the same.”

His answer picked your curiosity.

“You’ve got a kid?”

“No. My sister has. A seven year old little devil. Always looking for mischief. My sister has a soft heart, so he always gets out of trouble with a few begging words and innocent looks.” Shindong chuckled to himself, probably remembering a good memory. “What about you? Planning on getting married? Have a few kids running around your skirt?”

“Have you seen any husband candidates?” you snorted, thinking about your lack of dates lately. With no husband material anywhere on the horizon, marriage and kids were only a dream. “I used to want it. Marriage, a good husband, two or three kids. I wanted it with my first boyfriend, and I know how pathetic that sounds. Then we broke up, and I put those plans on hold.”

“But you still want it.”

Shindong glanced at you as he stopped at a red light. Lately you were getting used to him driving you anywhere you had to go. It was more comfortable and faster than going by bus, and Shindong turned out to be a not so bad company. He recognized your moods from a few words and looks, knew when to talk to you and when to stay silent.

“If I find the right man, then yes. It’s all up to fate, I guess.”

He didn’t reply, only gave you an unreadable look.

As Shindong pulled up to your building, your eyes stilled on the fancy black car with tinted windows parked in front of your apartment building. With it being shiny and new, it looked totally out of place. A bad feeling settled in your stomach. It could be Eunhyuk’s enemies again. As if Shindong read your mind, he said:

“It’s the boss’s car. I’ll wait outside.”

The sun started to set, and you hesitated to get out of the car. You were nervous about what was waiting for you, once you get out and meet with Eunhyuk.

The man himself made that decision for you. He elegantly got out of the fancy car, alone. That was a first. It must have been weird for him to not be followed by Donghae or any bodyguard. He was walking straight to you, opening the door once he got there.

“Donghae already checked the perimeters.” He was talking to Shindong, but his eyes were on you, drinking you up with only a glance. A shiver ran through your body, but your tried to conceal it with fiddling with your bag and keys.

“How nice of you! Breaking in my apartment, looking for an intruder,” you commented.

“So we could have a little chat without interruption.”

It was Shindong, who snorted this time.

“We all know, chatting is the last thing that will happen up there,” the bodyguard muttered, and you decided to not react. Something warm stirred in your stomach as you inhaled sharply.

Eunhyuk just laughed it off. He offered you his hand, helping you out of the car. He even held your hand as he guided you to your building.

“So what is it that you can’t discuss over the phone with me? Are you gonna kill me?”

You pulled your hand away as you got to the stairs, taking the lead while going up.

“I thought about it,” he admitted lowly. It made you stop in your track and Eunhyuk walked right into you, not expecting you to stop. His body leaning into your back was surprisingly warm, and he put his hand on your hip to settle himself. You thought you felt his fingers caress you for a moment, but his hand disappeared as fast as it came.

“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me whether you are going to kill me,” you said in a hushed tone, finally aware of your surroundings.

Turning around to face him was a mistake. He was looking up at you with dark eyes, mirroring the same lust you felt.

“Killing is the last thing on my mind right now.”

You tried to leave him behind before you did or said something you couldn’t take back, but he was fast on your heels, following you up the stairs and to your door. Entering your home, you went straight to the kitchen pouring yourself a glass of water and gulping it down.

“Anything to drink?” you asked him nonchalantly, masking your true thoughts.

“Something strong.”

“I only have beer and some leftover wine.”

“Wine will do, then. Thank you.”

Pouring a glass of it, you handed it to him. He was standing in the middle of your living room, looking around like he’s never been there before, while taking slow sips of the wine.

You kept staring at him, waiting for Eunhyuk to say something. Anything, really. But you weren’t the patient kind, not with him.

“So, you came here because?”

“You already guessed half of it. For a while now my plan was to simply kill you. Then I was thinking about paying you off and sending you somewhere far away.” The way he spoke about those possibilities without any hint of an emotion, you became reluctant.

“Did I not do a good job saving your men’s life?”

“No, you did a perfect job. And you proved you can keep your mouth shut even under bad circumstances.”

“Well, that is a way to describe my torturing.”

“And there it is.” He stepped closer to you, taking another sip of his wine. Black eyes unwavering as he held your gaze captive. “You talk back when you shouldn’t. You even dared to send back my gift.”

“And that is why you plan to kill me or pay me off? Because I ran my mouth carelessly and didn’t want to take your money after I got beaten up by your enemies?”

“I told you, killing is off the table. The other half depends.”

“On what?”

You were getting more confused the longer this conversation went on. You finally wanted to know what he wanted from you. If it wasn’t to put you in an early grave and sending you away was optional, then what was it?

“You confuse me, Y/N. You distract me from my business. So I’m here to propose an offer.”

Eunhyuk was standing very close to you now, and you didn’t realize when he took those remaining steps. You could feel his breath on your face, his scent was making you dizzy. You wanted to touch him so bad, touch his tattoos and scars. You wanted him to touch you, caress and make you feel… something.

“What kind of offer? And what do you mean I distract you? We barely met like what? Three or four times?” He chuckled as if you just told him the joke of the decade.

“And still, you can’t tell me you don’t feel this pull between us,” he whispered, leaning forward a little, so his lips were brushing yours. If you would be braver, you would already be tasting the wine on his lips. “My offer is this: give yourself to me tonight. I’ll make it worth for you and I can finally get you out of my system.”

You were scared to break this strange tension in the room, fearing it might disappear, so you just whispered back.

“And after that?”

“We never talk about it.”

“Did you bring condoms with you?” You asked the first thing that popped up in your mind.

“I did. But I’m also clean, if you are on birth control and feeling risky.”

You hummed satisfied with that answer.

“I’m also clean and on birth control. We’ll see then.”

Then you did the only thing you could think of.

Surging forward and kissing him must have been your best decision. You licked the residue of wine from his lips and Eunhyuk groaned into your mouth huskily. His hands found their way to your hips, then your ass, pulling you impossibly close to himself.

He was warm and deliciously hard under your touch. Your fingers got lost in his hair, and you opened your mouth for him. He didn’t hesitate to slid his tongue in. Your head became dizzier, and you were high on the feeling of Eunhyuk. His cock was hard, you could feel it pushing into your belly, making you wetter by the moment.

Lips leaving yours, he started to kiss down your neck, while his hands got busy with your pants. Eunhyuk unclasped the button, pulling the fabric down, his lips trailed down to your covered breasts, too. He helped you step out of your jeans. You were panting heavily as he stared at the wet patch on your panties and sighed, sending shivers through your body.

“You know,” he said as he straightened and picked you up, “I was taught to never eat standing.”

He smirked at you as he laid you on the dining table, taking a seat, so his face was right in front of your pussy.

“Let’s remove that, too.” Eunhyuk pulled on your panties and you lifted yourself to help him get it off faster. “And bon appetite!”

You didn’t have time to react, only to moan, as he grabbed your thigh and dived right into you. He lapped at your pussy like he was a man with a death sentence eating his last supper. And you screamed in satisfaction.

Fingers clenching hard on the edge of the table, curses slipped out of your mouth, when he sucked on your clit, then flicked it a few times before he went back to your folds.

“Fuck, you taste divine, babe!”

The way he moaned and grabbed your thigh harder turned you on even more. You could feel your orgasm building steadily. No man has ever eaten you out like this before.

Eunhyuk stopped for a moment, and you looked down on him. His dark, lustful eyes were on you as he slipped a tattooed finger, then another inside you. You clenched hard around them and he smiled like a little boy, but a lot more sinister. His movement were slow, dragging his fingers out, watching you whimper as he pushed them back in.

“I want to taste your cum on my tongue, babe, so tell me! Are you going to be a good girl and come for me?”

“Yeah, just keep doing that a little faster.”

His words were like magic and just as you imagined them. Eunhyuk’s dirty talk did things to you and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. Keeping your gazes locked, he lowered his tongue back on your clit. He did as you asked; pumping his fingers faster in and out of you, he lapped at your folds. Your breathy moans got louder and louder, but you couldn’t care less about your neighbors hearing you. You were so close, you could feel your orgasm on the tip of your tongue.

“I’m… I’m going to cum,” you whispered as your thighs squeezed on reflex, but Eunhyuk’s hard grip pried them open before you could crush his head with them.

The orgasm washed through your body with a hot, white flash, and Eunhyuk stayed true to his words: he vigorously lapped up all your juices until you started whine from being oversensitive.

Coming down from your high, you felt him caressing your thighs, leaving small kisses on your skin. On his way up, he freed you from your shirt and bra, giving his undivided attention to your nipples. While his tongue circled around the right one, you grabbed his hand and brought it up to your lips. You saw your fluids still glistening on his fingers. You brought them to your mouth, licking and closing your lips on his two fingers that were in you a couple minutes earlier. You sucked on them as if it was his cock, making him feel your intentions. That caught Eunhyuk’s attention pretty fast. He crawled up further on you, pulling his fingers from your mouth to kiss you again.

“I want to suck your dick, Eunhyuk.” His name turned into a moan as he pushed his still clothed member to your pussy.

“And I’m too impatient for not continuing this with fucking you senseless, babe.” He groaned and the nickname finally registered in your brain. He kept calling you that ever since he tasted your pussy. You didn’t know why, but it turned your mood sour, even with him humping you towards another orgasm.

“Do you call every girl you fuck ‘babe’?” You asked before you could bite on your tongue.

His moves halted for a second and he looked you in the eyes again. Those dark orbs were unwavering while answering you.

“Usually I don’t call them anything. Barely remembering their faces, not to talk about their faces. I just tell them what to do.”

“Then it’s too bad that I’m working for you and you have to remember my face and name.” Your biting words lost their edge when he picked up with humping his cock.

“Oh, Y/N.” His smile was devilish as he said your name. He licked his lips and thrust harsher into your pussy. You held back on your moan, and that wiped that look off his face. “Looking at our position, you agreed to giving yourself to me for this night, so don’t you fucking hold back your little noises from me. I want to hear them all.”

Another thrust. You whined needily.

“And should I tell you the ways you distracted me this past days? How I wanted to kill you for your little show at The Fortress? How I had to fuck my own hand multiple times to the image of you dancing with another man, and I could still not find satisfaction? Hm? Is this what you want to hear?”

He punctuated each of his sentences with a thrust of his hips. Your moans flew freely in the air now, and you got lost in the feeling of his dick rubbing at the right places.

“Or you want me to tell you all the ways I imagined us fucking? You moaning helplessly under me? Your breasts ringing while you would ride me? My hand around your neck as a pretty necklace as I fuck you, pushed against the wall? Or bending you over your stupid couch while you keep begging for more? And yet, I only ate you out. So, which one do you choose? Because I want to be in your pussy in the next three minutes and this is me being nice by letting you pick.”

During his monologue, he fumbled with his own pants, pushing it down along with his briefs. He was fast to get rid of his black shirt too, before he was all over you again. You sighed, when you felt his bare dick rubbing over your folds. It was warm and heavy, the tip leaking with precum. It mixed with your own sticky wetness. Your pussy clenched around nothing with want, anticipating it eagerly, but Eunhyuk was merciless. Every time his tip was close to entering you, he moved his hips a little, so the angle would change, and his cock was continuing its way to your clit, and back again.

He snaked his hand around your neck, his thumb brushing over your chin, then dipping into your mouth. A shallow breath escaped you as he kissed you again. This kiss was more feverish and animalistic, teeth clashing, tongues fighting for dominance. You were panting, when Eunhyuk retreated, but his lip were still hovering over yours.

“No snarky remarks now? The time is ticking, so pick your choice.”

Two can play this game, you thought through the horny daze.

“I want your hand around my neck as you fuck me on this table. First. Then I want to ride you with the condition that you can’t touch me while I’m on top. I want full control. Then you can bend me over my shitty couch, and fuck me with all your might and frustration. I want you to fuck me so hard, that I will be aching and feeling you inside myself even days later.”

You bit on his lips and looked at him with challenge in your eyes. He seemed to like it, because his hand was back on your neck, his thumb caressing your throat this time. His other hand went lower, grabbed his dick and guided his tip to your entrance. You both groaned at the sensation as his cock slowly sank in you. He was hard beyond imagination with a good girth, and god, he was long. You thought he finally put all of himself into you, but he kept pushing and pushing more inches in you, until you believed you could feel him in your stomach.

He rubbed your walls just at the right places. Steamy noises of Eunhyuk pulling out and pushing in filled the air, and you became a moaning mess. Without notice, you came all over him and he just barely started with you. Before you could feel embarrassed, he tightened his hand around your neck, snapped his hips a little harder. You mewled; you were getting adjusted to his size and it hurt a bit, bit you couldn’t complain.

“Are you that needy, babe? Coming all over my cock after a few thrusts.”

Eunhyuk picked up his pace and changed up his rhythm here and there. For a few moments, he was thrusting in you with shallow movements, then he pulled out completely, leaving only his tip in you. He slammed back hard, then pulled fully out again, just to repeat it again and again.

You kept clenching around him, whimpers and sobs leaving your lips. He kept going faster, moves becoming sloppier as he chased his own high. His hand left your neck, going to the back of your neck to fist a handful of your hair in it. You kissed him, your tongue immediately finding his and he groaned and moaned with you.

Ah, you liked all the noises he made, too. He seemed needy, with his other hand going all over your body. A pinch to your nipple, a few rubs to your clit, a caress over your side and leg. It was almost like he became harder while pumping into you. Your juices covered his dick, making it so easy for him to slip in and out of you. For a second, he pulled out and rubbed his leaking tip over your clit, then he drove right back into you.

“Are you close again, babe?” After how he confined in you with his fantasies and wants, you didn’t mind the nickname. You started to anticipate it. “You keep fluttering around me so bad, I don’t think I can hold myself back any longer.”

“Then don’t,” you whispered. “I’m close, too.”

Just as you said it, Eunhyuk straightened up, grabbed your hips and started to pound you even faster. You came screaming his name, until he swallowed it with a kiss.

You felt his dick pulsate in you, his cum leaking out of you.

“Now, what were you saying about sucking my dick?” Eunhyuk panted into your neck. You could feel his smile on your skin.

“I thought you wanted me to ride you first. Or bend me over the couch. You didn’t seem too eager about the blowjob.”

“I changed my mind. I have to teach you how to shut your mouth.”

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[inspired-by-the-music]

Have you ever caught somebody staring at you? When I locked eyes with somebody in the audience tonight, I remembered that you were the first person who ever noticed me. It’s weird to say that I remembered since I have never forgotten. I guess I mean to say that I thought about you tonight, and I wonder—do you ever think about me? Do you still have those pictures you took of me? Do you ever look at them? I hope you do.

These days, I worry that if I ever see one of those pictures again, I won’t recognize myself. If we meet again, can you tell me that I haven’t aged a day? Can you tell me that I look and sound exactly as you remember? Can you tell me that your love for me hasn’t changed?

I know that I am asking too much of you. I shouldn’t expect you to tell me lies. I shouldn’t write to you after so much time has passed and hope that you have kept the promises we never made. Still, I hope.

Yours eternally,

Yesung

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[cherrysarchives]

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🔞 - sᴘɪᴄʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

Ships

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[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

Yesung part 4

After thinking it over for a few days you decided to take Yesung up on his offer. Work was really stressing you out if you stopped and thought about everything that had been happening recently and you thought you deserved a break. You went to work and asked if you could use a bit of your PTO for some time off, but that you had every intent to come back and continue working again after. You didn’t get many days off and when you did it was only one or two and not always back to back.

They never liked it when you asked for time off, whether it was for an appointment or for a more personal matter, but they agreed. You were happy after that, and continued in to wait for the start of your shift. You were going to have to work about another week and a half before your arranged days off but that was fine. You were making money and your job was pretty stable-that’s all that mattered right now. You went through the shift without too much difficulty, and all the shifts after that went by pretty much the same way until you only had one more shift to work until your scheduled PTO. 

You walked in through the doors to the main building today just like all the other days. You went in to check the schedule just like you always did, this time to see if they had actually given you the time off you had asked for. Before you could get to the schedule though, the woman in the little room in the office area next to HR called you over, saying she needed to talk to you. Thinking it was about your PTO, you walked over and tried to ask what it was about. She just told you to come in the room with her and to close the door behind you.

‘Ok, this is strange,’ you thought. They didn’t normally do this.

“Ok, y/n. So we’ve received some complaints about you and so you can’t work for the next 3 days because we’re putting you under investigation.”

“What? Why? What did I do? Who said these complaints?”

“Well, I’m not at liberty to tell you.”

What the hell? They were going to tell you that there was some kind of problem, some complaints about you and they say they can’t tell you? It’s about you. You deserve to know what exactly is going on.

“Well, can I come back and continue working after? Or am I going to lose my job because of this?”

“Well, I really don’t know. Maybe, maybe not. But I can’t tell you. I’ll conduct the investigation and then call you in 3 days.”

She showed you some papers showing what all you had been accused of and looking at it you were absolutely shocked-it was all lies! At least 4 pages of outrageously ridiculous, fabricated lies. And looking at the date it said these incidents took place, you knew what it was about, but you had already explained to them what had actually happened that day and they just said ‘ok’ and left it along. That was 1 month ago. You were accused of all of this stuff again?

“Ok,” you said to the woman “I know what these things are but I already said I didn’t do it. Why are these being brought up again?”

“I don’t know. But you can’t come back for at least 3 days.”

This was pissing you off. After all the crap you had been through, after all the hard work and effort you had put into this damn stupid job they were going to treat you like this? Putting you under investigation for things that didn’t happen?!? You were starting to tear up, but you couldn’t let them see you were upset, that you were weak emotionally. Racking your brain you tried to think of something to say that would make her change her mind about all this. You were innocent and they all knew it. Asking who had accused you of all this wouldn’t work because they protected their own kind. You could have been beaten half to death and pointed out who did it, while the evidence was still fresh and they would have stood there and lied about it, knowing they would always get away with their crimes. Most of them weren’t even legal citizens of your state, and one woman was driving around both to work and to everywhere else without a license or insurance. You were sure that she was part of this, along with another woman who had started glaring at you her first day, and 2 shift leads.

“Well can I get copies of everything I’ve been accused of for my personal record?”

“Yes, you can.”

You were mad, so mad you could have punched her but you were hoping that after they looked at the cameras and saw that you didn’t do anything wrong you would be able to come back to work and they would eat dirt for lying about you. The woman in the office then handed the copies to you and- assuming you had everything- took your stuff for that day’s shift and walked back out to the vehicle. Putting your stuff in the back seat, you looked through the papers and noticed a few copies were missing. They weren’t even going to give you everything when that’s exactly what you had asked for?

You headed back inside and were met with an angry look on that womans’ face. 

“I asked for copies of everything, but there are a few pages missing. Can you get me coipes of the rest?”

“You weren’t even supposed to come back in here.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Since you’re under investigation, once you leave through those doors, you can’t come back in.”

“Well I need the rest of the copies I asked for and you didn’t give them all to me the first time so I came back. I need to make sure I know what all I’m being accused of and I need to have it recorded in detail for my records.”

“Ok”

 She turned around to make the copies and then stopped. “I don’t know if I can give these to you. Let me make a quick call.”

What

The 

HELL?!?!?

This was about you, something that they caused. They need to give you all the information necessary in case you decide to sue them for everything later (which you fully planned on doing). 

She hung up the phone and started making the copies. Then she handed them to you and said “now remember, you can’t come back in here again until after the investigation is complete.”

“Ok, fine I won’t come back until you call me Friday. But I didn’t do anything and you’ll see that if you look at the cameras. You know, I’ve been punched here before by another employee and I’ve been pushed and shoved by others and had boxes and fruit and equipment thrown at me, my limbs, my head. A scale landed on my foot once after falling onto a coworkers’ arm, after I had tried to bring attention to the fact that the scale was in a bad place, that it would fall. I even told the coworker it was going to fall and he didn’t believe me. So I’m innocent and I hope you make the right decision.”

You turned away, tears starting to run down your face as you walked towards the door. Another newer employee was near the door and tried to ask if you were ok. You didn’t say anything because you didn’t trust your voice, you just shook your head and walked out the door. You were so lost now. What would you do if they decided to get rid of you because of those lies? You had this job for so long you couldn’t do anything else. What about the time you had set aside to spend with Yesung? You would have to look for another job now in case they believed the lies. 

You got to your vehicle and started it, driving home to try and figure things out and make copies of this fabricated story. You got home and went in, the reality of what was going to happen hitting you the minute the door shut behind you. Your work bag and cooler felt so heavy now. You dragged your feet to the table to put your bag down, and walked into the kitchen with your cooler to unload it. Then you placed the cooler into the sink to soak it. 

Everything was so dark now: your life, future, relationship. He would definitely leave you now that you were about to be jobless. You loved him so much but you knew a person could only take so much, could only deal with so much before they couldn’t anymore. Everyone will reach a breaking point eventually, and you were sure his would be when he found out what had happened today. You couldn’t hide things from him, he was somehow able to read you like a book. What to do? You sat on the couch and grabbed the remote, maybe there was something on tv that would cheer you up a little.

The universe was cruel today though, as the only things on tv were movies and dramas where the main character gets fired or suspended from their job. You turned it off. Maybe some music? You turned on the radio since your phone was now charging, but that didn’t help either. Every single song was a break up song. You turned the radio back off. You were never diagnosed with being depressed but boy did you feel like it now. You sat on the couch, knees up to your chest with your head in your hands. You couldn’t stop the tears now, and they just came flowing out like someone had turned on a faucet full blast. You couldn’t stop, and at this point you just didn’t care anymore. What was the point in caring about anything when you were going to lose everything that ever meant something to you? You sat there crying for probably hours, as it was dark outside now. Yesung was probably home by now because of course the two of you didn’t live together. You got up to check your phone when you heard a knock at the door.

‘Who could that be?’ You wondered, cautiously walking towards the door.

“Y/N, are you home? Is everything ok?”

Oh no, Yesung. He couldn’t see you like this. You were a trainwreck-hair all messed up, face red and tear stained, wet spots from those tears all over your clothes. You pretended not to hear him and quickly walked away to the bathroom to take a shower. Maybe if he didn’t get a response he would go away thinking you were asleep or at work.

“Oh, right. She has work tonight. Well, I’ll be there to pick you up so we can start relaxing together and get your mind off work, ok?’

You started crying again, your vision blurring making it harder to see. You tried to be quiet, moving around trying to avoid things and make it to the bathroom because you knew he had a key. You were so worried about him finding you that you completely forgot about the dangerous piece of furniture known as a coffee table. Your foot got caught around the leg and

THUD!

Down you went.

“Y/N? Are you here?”

You heard him jiggling the doorknob, maybe he thought it was unlocked. You had never passed out before but thought you were going to. It was harder to keep your eyes open, you could still hear but nothing was clear. Like mumbling and distant. All you could think of now was 

‘I hope Yesung doesn’t have his key with him tonight. I don’t want him to see me like this.’

And then everything went black.

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[blesspastacraig]

Lucky Star - 4/20

There are a lot of people who think that Kyuhyun is a useless stereotype. That's because he's had Byul in high school and he isn't technically out of his teens yet and he's having his second baby. People are much more complex than that. There are many intersecting reasons and factors as to why this has happened. Kyuhyun doesn't want to explain to his critics the ins and outs of his sex life. He doesn't want to explain just how the accident happened a second time.

So instead he's just judged. Seen as someone too stupid to use contraception. Someone who pops out more babies than he can afford. It's not true, of course. But that's the opinion of the general public.

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@sleepysock13 mama Luigi and his baby boy 💚

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 1,049

Gif NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

The sound of soft sniffling is what snapped (Y/n) out of her thoughts as she roamed the mushroom forest. Deep in the wilderness, far from civilization she was surprised to hear anyone, let alone someone so distraught. "Hello?" She called out softly, not wanting to scare the individual. Regardless she heard them hiccup in surprise, and audibly try stifling their tears. "It's alright, I'm not gonna hurt ya." She called out softly, peering around the base of a mushroom tree, finally spotting who she'd crossed paths with. "Oh my." She murmured at the sight of the one and only Bowser Jr. A pitiful frown tugging at her lips at the sight of him, as he frantically tried to stop his onslaught of tears. "My my what's wrong little one?" (Y/n) asked as she tentatively approached the young Koopa Prince, who glared at her with his beady black eyes, despite his tears. "Go away." He hissed at her, turning away when she sat beside him on a large toadstool. "You're a long ways from home little Prince." (Y/n) noted in a tender tone, keeping her hands folded in her lap.

"I said go AWAY!" He shouted, suddenly shaking as he tried to hold in his tears. "I'm not leaving." She argued in a calm voice, unwilling to leave him all alone out here. "Why!?" He hissed, still keeping his back to her, as he peered over his shoulder. "Because I would be remiss to just leave you out here all alone." She explained, smiling softly when he finally turned to face her. "Why do you care?" He murmured pitifully. "Why wouldn't I?" She wondered, not having any trifles with the young Koopa, despite knowing the mischief him, and his father get up to. The young Prince sat there quietly for a few short minutes, thinking to himself as he toiled with his fingers. "I'm lost." He finally admitted after a while, looking to the forest floor shamefully. "Oh you poor boy." (Y/n) cooed softly, offering a kind reassuring smile when he looked to her. "How about I help you get back home? I'm sure your father is worried sick." (Y/n) held out her hand, tilting her head a little to the side. "You'll help me?" Bowser Jr. asking in a small voice, looking so helpless in that moment. "Of course." (Y/n) assured, a surprised squeak escaping her when Jr. threw himself into her arms.

Effectively knocking her off the toadstool, and squashing her under his weight, despite being shorter than her. "Oof." She grunted before falling into a fit of giggles, while Jr. nuzzled his muzzle against her belly. "Thank you thank you thank you!" Jr. murmured into her dress, his words muffled slightly. "That tickles!" (Y/n) shouted through her giggles, snorting when he nuzzled against her one last time, before stilling and simply laying against her belly. (Y/n) pat his head affectionately as she calmed down from her giggling fit, her skin tingling a little bit from the tickling. "Alright alright." She brushed her hand over the top of his shell, coaxing him to get up. "We should be going, your father's castle is a long ways away." She explained as she stood to her feet, brushing off her skirt of any grass. Jr. nodded his head in excited agreement, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Papa will be so happy!" Jr. beamed up at her, mirroring her smile. "Oh I'm sure he will be." (Y/n) agreed with the young Koopa Prince, turning in the direction of the Koopa kingdom.

---Back at the castle---

"WHERE IS HE!?!?" King Bowser yelled as he stormed out of his son's room, where he had been frantically searching for the Prince, making a small mess of the room, without actually destroying anything. "JR.!" He yelled in hopes that his boy was simply somewhere else in the castle. "Sire please." Kamek followed as best he could behind his King, who was storming through the castle so hurriedly, that the ground shook with every step. "I'm sure the Prince is around." Kamek tried to assure the King, but his words fell on deaf ears. "FIND HIM!" He yelled at his guards, who visibly jumped at the sound of his booming voice. "FIND HIM NOW!" Bowser yelled again, flames crawling up his throat, making him look nearly monstrous in that moment. The brigade of soldiers jumping to attention, and quickly marching off to do as he instructed. "They'll find him." Kamek assured, jumping a little when Bowser's attention suddenly snapped to him. "They better." Bowser growled, smoke bellowing from his flared nostrils, looking like a fierce dragon.

After several failed attempts to find Bowser Jr. the brigade nearly jumped with joy, at the sight of Bowser Jr. approaching from the distance. The captain rushed ahead of his platoon, being the first to approach the young Prince. "Prince Jr. your father has been looking everywhere for you!" He exclaimed not noticing the woman accompanying him. "I know I know!" Jr. brushed the captain off, still holding firmly onto (Y/n)'s hand, leading her to the castle. The brigade fell in line behind them, escorting them back, each of them breathing a silent breath or relief. "Papa papa!" Jr. Shouted as he entered the castle, his voice echoing through the large halls. "Jr.!" Bowser perked up at the sound of his son's voice, barreling out of the throne room and rushing down the hall. His heavy steps making the ground quake and the portraits on the walls rattle. "Oh goodness!" (Y/n) gasped softly trying to steady herself, as the large Koopa King practically sprinted towards the group. "Jr.!" Bowser shouted again at the sight of his son, his heart bursting with joy and relief. "Papa!" Jr. hollered in excitement, beyond happy to finally be reunited with his father.

The Koopa King swiftly snatched Jr. up into his arms, looking the young boy over for any potential injuries, pleased to find none. "Where have you been!?" Bowser exclaimed with worry still lacing his voice. "I got lost papa." Jr. explained, looking a bit sheepish, his fingers tugging at his bandanna. "Why did you leave the castle?" Bowser asked as he sat Jr. down, still not having noticed (Y/n), who waited patiently for them to talk before butting in. "Well I wanted... I wanted to..." Jr. looked even more sheepish. "Well I wanted to find you a present." Jr. told his father. "Why did you want to find me a present?" Bowser wondered. "Because you've been real sad since that last encounter with Mario and Princess Peach." Jr. explained, making Bowser flustered that he noticed his glum mood lately. "But I got lost, and then (Y/n) found me and brought me back home!" Jr. exclaimed excitedly, suddenly drawing Bowser's attention to the young woman standing a few feet away. "Hello." She waved to the King, before realizing her manners and bowing respectively. "King Bowser." She hummed as she bowed, her actions momentarily stunning the Koopa King.

"W-well hello there." Bowser stammered a little, immediately clearing his throat to cover up his stutter. "Papa this is (Y/n), she's real nice!" Jr. beamed as he wrapped his stubby little arms around her midsection in a hug. "Aw." (Y/n) cooed softly as she pet his head, her finger toiling in his crimson red hair for a moment. Bowser watched the interaction with a warm heart, already smitten with the young woman, as she interacted tenderly with his son. "He's a sweet boy." She mused as she looked up to Bowser, her face flushing a little at the sight of Bowser's heart shaped pupils. "Yeah." Bowser agreed in a soft tone, laying his hand against Jr.'s shell. "Papa can we keep her!?" Jr. exclaimed excitedly. "Now Jr.-" Bowser cut himself off when (Y/n) began to giggle at his son's words. "Oh Jr. you're precious." She praised as she affectionately pat his cheek. "Papa." Jr. looked to his father expectingly. "How about (Y/n) stays for dinner?" Bowser offered, not particularly wanting to mess things up with her by keeping her here against her will. As he's come to realize that never works in his favor the way he's wanted in the past. Jr. in turn quickly whipped around to peer up at (Y/n).

"Dinner sounds lovely." She agreed with a smile, feeling at ease with the Koopa Royals, despite knowing the mayhem they've caused for others. "Really?" Bowser gawked in surprise, quickly clearing his throat. "I mean... Of course it does!" He chuckled nervously, his heart melting at the sight of her smile. "Really really." (Y/n) hummed in response, giggling when Jr. hugged her tightly. "You could be my new mama!" Jr. beamed up at her, his tail wagging at the sight of her flushed expression. "Oh Jr." She giggled bashfully, peering up at Bowser shyly, not noticing how his tail was also shaking now. "You are sweet." She looked to Jr. again, surprised by how attached she already felt for the young Koopa. Jr. grabbed her hand and began tugging her towards the dining hall, Bowser following the pair with a spring in his step. "Come on come on let's eat!" The Prince hopped excitedly, making (Y/n) laugh. "Alright alright." She agreed through her laughter, looking back to find Bowser already smiling at her.

"Thank you (Y/n)." Bowser mused. "What for?" She asked as they entered the dining hall. "For bringing Jr. home." He explained as he pulled a chair out for her to sit. "Oh it was my pleasure, he really is a fine boy." She hummed with a soft thank you when he pushed her chair in for her. All the while Jr. sat with a pleased smile, his tail wagging happily as he watched them interact. "He is isn't he." Bowser agreed, feeling as if Jr. really brought home the best gift he ever could have. "But aren't you...?" Bowser suddenly frowned as he moved to his own seat. "Aren't I what?" She asked with curiosity. "Aren't you afraid of us?" Bowser finally asked, his eyes downcast to the table, reminding (Y/n) of how shy Jr. had been in the woods. "Should I be?" She wondered. "N-no!" Bowser shouted suddenly, his eyes wide and fearful, before his hand clamped over his mouth. "Well in that case." She paused, making Bowser peer at her anxiously. "No I'm not afraid." She concluded with a soft smile, her heart melting at the sight of Bowser's relief. She had a feeling this would be a lovely friendship, one she hoped might some day bloom into something romantic. Unable to deny the way she felt herself swooning around the Koopa King.

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*Hope this was good. I watched the Mario movie a few days ago, and I absolutely loved it. Admittedly the only Mario game I ever played was on the DS, and that was years ago. But I've totally fallen in love with Bowser. And the clips I've watched of Bowser and Jr. are just so adorable. (∩_∩)

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Sunday thoughts

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[byunbhyunz]

Lead and Gold 5.

Pairing: Eunhyuk/Reader

Genre: mafia!au, smut and fluff

Warnings: swearing, self-pleasuring

Word count: 3,136

There were a lot of gossips about your superior, Doctor Jung’s secret works, where he invited surgeon residents to his private clinic to help him out. Afterwards, no one talked a word about it. Then, your time came. He took you there too, and you did your best to do exactly what your job was in the hospital: saving people’s lives. You just didn’t know who’s life it was this time.

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Despite your wishes, in the next week you got used to the whole healing mafia members surprisingly well. Your bruises started to heal; purple and blue patches of skin blooming into more greenish and yellow colors, but there was still a long way to go. At least the patients in the hospital stopped giving you weird looks.

You were called in two times already within that week, and was told by Jung to expect some more since Eunhyuk was hunting the men who came after him through you. His men getting injured was not so surprising in that scenario. You helped patching up five of them, fortunately none of their injuries were too serious. Well, if this manhunt will continue for longer than necessary, then it will be worse and things will get really ugly for both sides.

On your way back from grocery shopping, just as you parked your car, the phone started to ring. With an exaggerated sigh, you answered Jung’s call.

“Another one happened. Three men down, one needs immediate surgery, so jump in your fucking car and come!”

You didn’t like one bit the tone of his voice. He was commanding you around, which you never liked in your personal life. In the bedroom you liked to be dominated and bossed around, but beside that you hated it with passion.

Anyway, you swallowed words that instinctively wanted to escape you, and started the car. Jung on the other end let out an appreciative noise, one you rarely heard from anyone.

“I’m on my way,” you added, if the background noises of the car wouldn’t make it obvious enough.

“Make it here in ten. I’ll start the surgery, you’ll join when you get here.”

You hummed in agreement, and stepped on the gas pedal more firmly. You locked out of your mind that you were on your way to save the life of someone from the mafia, as you usually did lately – only focusing on the life-saving part. That was your job, which you did the best.

Your parking was sloppy, as you paid no mind to making it perfect.

Rushing into the private clinic, you only nodded at the guards strolling outside, not really paying any attention to them. You wondered how bad of a fight Eunhyuk’s men got into if one of them needed surgery immediately.

Walking down the hallways, you were more confident now on where to go, and in a few minutes you were already washing in for assisting Jung on the surgery. Eunhyuk was in the room too, with Donghae on his right, giving you inspecting looks as he gazed over your figure. Oh, yeah, he haven’t seen you since your little meeting with his enemies.

Back to focusing on your job. One of Eunhyuk’s man was laying on the operating table. Jung was fishing in his chest with a clip, probably looking for a bullet.

“Heart rate increasing. Breathing normal,” you announced in a tight voice. Finally realizing why he needed the surgery so bad, you started to really take seriously saving his life. The bullet was too freaking close to his heart. Close, as in if Jung would make the wrong move, he would die right on the spot. He was also bleeding a lot due to the circumstances.

“He has another bullet in his leg, not as dangerous as this one. Start working on it while I close this, and keep on monitoring his heart rate.”

Doing as Jung said, you went over to his lower side, keeping one eye on the heart monitor. Picking a clean clip up, you fished for the other bullet, after giving him a local anesthetic shot. Luckily, it wasn’t in too deep, barely in the skin. You pulled it out carefully, while speaking:

“Heart rate back to normal. I took the bullet out, closing it now.”

“Fuck,” you heard Eunhyuk mutter slowly along with a sigh.

After wiping the blood away with a cotton pad, you sewed the wound together, and cleaned it with some antiseptic, then covered in gauze. And could call it a day. Except there was two other men being injured.

“You do Jungsoo, I’ll deal with Baejin.”

To your luck, Jungsoo walked to you just as you wanted to ask which one of them he was. You already knew a couple of Eunhyuk’s men by then, but not all of them. Asking for a name wasn’t a thing you did while patching them up. Only the talkative ones told you their names. Some of them dealt the pain with running their mouth with no end to it, so you sucked up the information as a sponge, since Jung haven’t really told you anything, the less danger you were in. Or maybe it was Eunhyuk who told them it was for the better.

Well, even he couldn’t stop some of his men from spilling a few secrets.

Fortunately, Jungsoo only had scratches from bullets and daggers. They were the easy ones. Only putting antiseptic on them, sewing the deeper ones, then putting gauze on them.

While Jung and you worked on the men, you saw Eunhyuk motion for Donghae, then the bodyguard went to the man on the operating table. Donghae grabbed him by his arm, helping him down, then they slowly left the room. Upon seeing this, Jungsoo and Baejin followed them.

“I want to talk to Y/N when you’re done.” Eunhyuk’s voice was nonchalant. So was Jung’s, when he answered for you.

“You can talk to her right now, too.”

“I meant alone.”

“Of course that’s what you meant.” There was a dangerous undertone in Jung’s voice, which you couldn’t figure out the meaning of. Was he worried to leave you two alone? But why would he?

Still, he left, but only after giving a look to Eunhyuk and saying:

“You are the boss, but remember: I don’t want to find a new assistant again.”

There goes another mystery you feared to deal with, but wanted to know the meaning behind it.

Being alone with Eunhyuk in a room felt wrong and right at the same time. His face was empty from any emotions, but his gaze on your face spoke volumes as he took a step closer to you. He was surveying your bruises or more like what was left of them. The tiny scar on your upper lip, the blueish bruises fading into ugly yellow around your left eye and just under your cheek.

Eunhyuk took another step, now standing right in front of you.

“It’s a pity that it happened to you. I should have known they would find you,” he said.

He took your chin between his fingers, inspecting your face from so close you could feel his warm breath on your skin. You refused to say anything, waiting for what he really wanted to say. At that moment Eunhyuk didn’t seem like some big, scary mafia boss. His hand on your chin was soft, almost careful with big, dark eyes staring straight into yours, searching for something.

With the tension around and between you, it was hard to breath.

His thumb grazed over your lip, the scar on it, barely touching it. His gaze following the path of his finger, he continued:

“How come I feel sorry?”

“Maybe because your enemies beat me? I’m no one to you, yet they thought they can get to you through me.”

“They could have. You only had to tell them everything you know about me, and they would have stopped.”

“I don’t know anything about you. And I hardly believe they would have stopped if I told them just that.”

You felt guilty enjoying his finger’s soft cradling on your skin. Eunhyuk looked into your eyes again. His expression softened with his caressing, and you had to remind yourself that it was the city’s mafia boss who was standing in front of you. From any other man, these actions would come off as flirting or courting, but not with him. Never with him. People like him weren’t nice for nothing, they always wanted something in return. Maybe he just didn’t know yet what he wanted from you. It was unfortunate, that you just started to realize what you would want from him.

You were Jung’s assistant in these shady businesses, and Eunhyuk was Jung’s boss in some kind of way. Dancing with the devil is a dangerous thing, you thought, it might not worth your while or time. Or your life.

“Not knowing anything might have saved your life,” he added after a long while. “And what about your little run in with one of them at the hospital?”

“Jung told you.”

“Shindong, not that it matters. I have to know everything concerning my businesses.”

His fingers left your face, trailing down your neck to your shoulders. You shivered and not because of fear this time. Eunhyuk’s touch was affecting you. Sighing, you lowered your gaze to the ground, basking in the feeling of his skin on yours.

You haven’t been with a man for a while and it was affecting you bad. Maybe you should take a night out and hook up with someone, just to clear your mind. Getting lust out of the way would make everything so much easier. Because you craved him.

“So I am one of your businesses,” you concluded flatly.

“You work for me, so yes, you are. Your safety is my concern, too, like any of my men’s.”

Clicking your tongue, you took a step back. His hand fell back to his body. You saw his fingers twitch for a moment, before he regained his calm.

While you were thinking about escaping the room and his presence, Eunhyuk stepped closer to you again, enclosing his fingers around your wrist and his mouth opened to say something more.

Jung chose that exact moment to barge in, interrupting Eunhyuk before he could say anything. The doc measured the scene with a swift look at your pair, and his face hardened.

“We are finished. Go home and take a rest,” he told you sternly.

Upon that, Eunhyuk finally let go of you, the feeling of his touch still lingering on your skin.

Your mind has been a mess since last night. You felt bothered and needy all night after going home from the clinic. Even after taking a hot shower and pleasuring yourself for an embarrassingly long time.

You blamed it all on yourself. It has been a while since you met someone for romantic reasons, let alone spending a night with them. Maybe that’s why Eunhyuk’s closeness affected you so much.

Your past relationships were a mess. And that was an understatement. You spent most of your teenage years in a committed relationship with a nice boy, but going to different universities ended it soon. During the coming years your relationships only lasted a few month, and you had several hookups between them. You had to take your mind off the stress, and one night stands with bad boys were your solution to that. In reality, enjoying life to the fullest was your only intention.

Work was slow, and it didn’t help that Jung noticed your restlessness. Fortunately, he didn’t make any comment about it, but his sharp eyes picked up every single one of your hesitating moves and the distant look in your eyes when your mind wandered far away from the hospital to a certain tattooed mafia boss. You had to focus hard not to think about him.

Shindong – as always – patiently waited for you in your car, when you were finally free to go home.

“I plan to go out tonight. Will you follow me there too?” You voice had certain bite to it. The man already had his phone in his hand, doing who knows what.

“My orders state to keep you safe everywhere you go.”

“And you expect the enemy to be at a club, seducing then torturing me for information again?”

“You don’t know what they are capable of just to get to Eunhyuk.” He shrugged nonchalantly, but you saw a dark glint in his eyes. His fingers tapped faster on his phone now. “Which club are we going to, by the way?”

“Don’t know yet. Haven’t been in one in a while.”

“I heard ‘The Fortress’ to be a good hookup place, if that’s what you are looking for.”

You chuckled lowly. Did he read your mind or were you that obvious? Could anyone look at you and tell that you wanted to walk home with a stranger tonight?

“The Fortress it is, then.”

Getting ready wasn’t really fun. You were nervous, and Shindong’s constant questions didn’t help at all. He wanted to know everything. Will you take the lucky man home? Or would you go to his place? Should he act as a friend? Should he wait outside of your apartment until you are finished? Will you kick the man out or you’d let them sleep over?

At one point you got so angry, you wondered if you should go out at all. Was it worth it? Having a bodyguard showed its downside big time now. You just wanted him to disappear. You wanted your old life back without the whole mafia thing.

You shook your head, after finishing your makeup. A winged eyeliner was the cure for everything right now. That, a red lipstick and the promise of a well deserved hookup.

Exiting the bathroom, Shindong was on his phone again, talking in a low voice to someone. He took one look at your short red dress, before saying:

“I think even an army couldn’t hold her back from going out.” Then he ended the call.

“Who was it?” You asked hesitantly, something fluttering dangerously in your lower abdomen.

“Eunhyuk. I have to inform him, if you do anything outside of your usual routine.”

“Since when?”

“Since he sent me here the first time.”

“Fuck him,” you muttered, but he still heard you.

“Well, that could be an option. A bad one, but still an option.”

You pondered upon his words, but didn’t reply, simply grabbed your purse and waving for him to get going.

The Fortress was tricky. Its outside looked like a simple old building with bars in front of the windows, but the inside was buzzing with tons of people and music. The air was hot and you were happy you didn’t overdress, because you were already sweating.

Grabbing a drink for yourself and Shindong, you cheered before drinking it, then threw yourself onto the dance floor. Your hips swayed to the rhythm of whatever song was playing, body swiftly brushing to the other dancers’. Constantly scanning the crowd, you were waiting for someone to catch your eye and swing into action.

The only problem was that in every handsome men you were looking for the features of a certain someone. You dismissed anyone who didn’t have black hair or tattoos. Slowly, but surely you were getting tired of your own mind. You didn’t want him. You didn’t want someone who looked like him. You wanted someone who could take your mind off of Eunhyuk for a few hours, no matter how they looked.

Looking around with a newfound resolution, you spotted the bane of your existence.

Eunhyuk sat at the bar, chatting away with Shindong like it was the most natural thing in the world. His dark eyes were on you, following every movement of your body. He looked at you like he was moments away from devouring you right there. You froze on the spot. You could only stare back at him. You forgot about the people around you, barely feeling when someone caressed your hips or back.

You came out to forget about him and the fire he put inside you, and he was here. And you were getting angrier with every second as you put two and two together.

Shindong on his phone earlier texting away, him recommending The Fortress, calling Eunhyuk while you were getting ready. It was his doing. Eunhyuk was a spider weaving his web delicately and you walked right into it. Like a fool.

Hot and bothered, you swing your hand up, flipping him off. He only cocked an eyebrow, a smirk tugging on his lips. It was inviting, alluring. Your own lip parted, curse words crowding on your tongue, never actually getting released. You shook your head and did your best to disappear in the mass of bodies before going home.

And screw Shindong, he can get to your apartment however he wanted.

The moment you got into bed, your phone started to ring. Shindong came home half an hour after you, and never commented about you deserting him at the club. Not even a word about how stupid and dangerous it was on your part.

He was on the couch and you wondered if the ringing bothered him, because you were too tired to answer it. But it could be Jung calling you to get to the clinic, so you had to check the caller anyway. The number wasn’t familiar, so you let it ring out.

Not even a minute later, it buzzed with an incoming message.

[01:27] Ignoring me is not the smartest move. I’ll visit you tonight.

You scoffed at the arrogance. Even without a name, you knew who it was coming from.

[01:34] Just text me what you want to say. There’s no need for you to come here.

[01:36] It’s not something I could say over the phone. Sleep well.

Your fingers slipped inside your pants as you put your phone aside without answering Eunhyuk. The fire inside you flared up again with the promise of meeting him tonight.

You caressed your folds, covering your fingers with the sticky wetness. You fantasized about him wanting you and your body, just like you wanted him. Because you wanted him, you had to admit that to yourself. A shaky moan escaped your lips as you wondered what kind of lover he would be.

In your mind it was his tattooed fingers moving in and out of you. He would be enthralled by your wetness and your little sighs, an amused smirk playing on his lips. His thumb would be on your clit, fingers scissoring to coax more of those moans out of you, constantly looking for your sweet spot. And when he would find it, he would be ruthless.

Your movements followed your fantasies, getting you closer and closer to the edge.

Desperate for an orgasm, you massaged your clit faster. You felt it building up. You imagined him caressing your breasts, almost heard him whispering in your ear what a good girl you were for him.

After silencing your final moans in your pillow, you fell asleep with more fantasies of him.

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[inspired-by-the-music]

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[fanfics-and-bullshit]

Daisy Babysitting

Daisy, digging through fridge: What do you want?

Junior: Chaos

Daisy: Unfortunately, but not so tragically, I only have chocolate milk

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[sleepysock13]

I meant to post this teaser like last Friday oopsies!

Anyways! Next update March 8th :D

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I started this short bowuigi little mermaid au thing a few days ago as a little something to help me feel better cause my depression was basically being like ‘hey, wanna feel ten times worse than usual?’ It was to be a short little thing to self-indulge with, YET IT SOMEHOW IS OVER 5K WORDS, FUCKING HOW?!?!?!?!? Anyways, enjoy. (Edit, to the person who pointed out that Junior said Luigi's name before Bowser finds out, you're a real one and I just fixed it thanks xx).

In the surface land, Bowser is trying to get Princess Peach to marry him because he sees her as the ‘perfect bride’ for him to be happy but she’s not having it.

“Isn’t she lovely Kamek, her golden hair, the way she glides when she moves. Plus, she would be a perfect mother for Junior!”

“Sire, she threw a shoe at your head the last time you proposed to her.”

“…and?”

“Seriously Papa?”

Yeah, Kamek and Junior are starting to get sick of it.

Meanwhile, in the ocean, Mario and Luigi’s parents rule the seven seas. While Mario is more adventurous and outgoing, Luigi is more content to stay under the sea (you’re allowed to hate me for that terrible pun).

See, unlike Ariel, Luigi is deathly afraid of the surface land as he’s heard about all about the terrifying Bowser and what he’s willing to do to get what he wants to he wants to stay as far as possible from there.

“There’s nothing to be scared of Luigi, I’d be able to keep you safe if we were ever near the surface.”

“N-no way! W-what if B-Bowser’s there a-an-d-d gets mad a-at us f-or t-t-t-trespassing! I-I’ll be fine here with Ma and Pa.”

(Luigi also has long hair cause I’m a sucker for long-haired Luigi.)

Que King Boo, a ghostly underwater sea monster who wants to take over both the land and sea but isn’t powerful enough to do so. He knows that Luigi means a lot to his family, so he decides to pull a devious trick to distract them from their duties so he can take over the throne.

“Well, well, well, despite how much of a cowardly shrimp he is, this little prince could be of use to me.”

He uses Polterpup (a ghost sea-lion pup that is able to turn into a dog if he goes to the surface land) to distract Luigi, making him think that a dog had fallen into the sea and needs help. Luigi follows the sound of the distressed barking, hoping to help the innocent animal when suddenly, he’s captured by Boo’s minions and with the limited power that he has, he uses it to turn Luigi into a human to make him unable to return home. That way, while Luigi’s family will be looking for their son, he can try and take over the underwater kingdom and use that power to take over the surface land. Just to make sure that Luigi doesn’t tell anyone, King Boo steals Luigi’s voice and sends him to the edge of the Darklands.

“Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha! Try going home and telling your mommy and daddy about this one princey! Oh wait, you can’t!”

However, since King Boo’s powers are still weak there is a way that the spell can be reserved so he purposely neglects to tell Luigi that the spell can be broken with true love’s kiss.

Luigi is distraught and terrified, already afraid of the surface land and is now forced to live there with no way of being able to ask for help.

Feeling guilty, Polterpup decides to help Luigi get used to his human legs and brings him a rag from a ship to help make into some makeshift clothes.

Meanwhile, Bowser and Junior are minding their own business at the shore of the Darklands when suddenly, Junior sees an unfamiliar human struggling to stand on his own two feet.

“Look Dad! There’s a human, like Peach!”

He gets a bit over excited and runs from his dad to go see Luigi.

Luigi, still frightened and wary of surface creatures (and the fact that this is Bowser’s son! So, if the king sees him with Junior, he could burn him to a crisp!) he gets spooked easily by the child and fumbles his way onto a rock. Polterpup stands in front of Luigi to create some distance with the overzealous child. Eventually, Bowser makes his way over to see what all the fuss is about.

“Junior, what have I told you about running off?!”

“But look Papa, it’s another human! I’ve never seen another human before apart from Peach!”

Bowser suddenly notices Luigi, who ducks behind Polterpup, trying to hide as much of himself as he can.

Bowser is taken aback, like Junior, Peach is the only human he’s seen so he’s never had the chance to formally get to know another one. He sees that the human is a bit skittish, so he tries to be as unintimidating as possible.

“Uh, hey there, sorry about Junior, he has the tendency to get overexcited sometimes.”

“Hey!”

Luigi is still unsure; he’s only ever heard tales about how the king of the koopas was able to be rid of his enemies just with one swipe of his claw. So, seeing him up close makes him want to piss himself.

Bowser can see that the human is still nervous, though he’s a little bit offended, he can’t really blame the human for being scared.

“Did you, uh, get in a shipwreck? Cause I can see that the only thing you’re dressed in is a sail.”

Luigi finally peaks his head out and nods a little bit, wondering why the koopa hasn’t done anything to him yet. Junior is suddenly asking him a lot of questions.

“Woah, you got in a shipwreck?! That’s so cool! Was there tons of thunder and lightning?! Did your ship light on fire?! Your dog is so cool! Is he a ghost?!”

Startled again, Luigi nearly falls off the rock until Bowser catches him. Luigi suddenly starts trembling both from fear and the cold. The king notices this and tries to ask him if he’s alright to try and loosen the tension, but the human is silent.

“What’s wrong? Can’t talk or something?”

He says that sarcastically and laughs a little to try and make the human do so as well, but he takes one look in the human’s eyes and realises that he actually can’t.

“Oh, I see.”

Luigi is hugging himself at this point, wanting to run and hide but he was getting colder and colder by the minute. Bowser then decides to take the human back to the castle to get him warmed up and a little bit less scared.

“Don’t worry, Kamek and Kammy will know how to help you. You’ll be feeling better soon.”

That gets Luigi to look up at the king with curiosity as Bowser carries him back to the castle with Junior and Polterpup by his side. The great ferocious king was holding him ever so gently and promising to help him, he doesn’t know how to feel at this point.

As soon as Kamek and Kammy see Luigi shivering and drenched, they are instantly ‘grandparents mode activated. They take Luigi from Bowser and lead the human into bathroom, (Bowser totally didn’t want to carry him there) Kamek makes him tea and gives Luigi a few biscuits while Kammy is drawing a warm bubble bath for him.

“Here you are now, its not much but it will help fill and warm you up a little bit.”

Luigi has never tasted land food before; he finds it to be quite nice. He even enjoys the bath, letting the water heat him up and blowing on the bubbles. Kammy finds the site adorable.

“The poor thing, washing up from a shipwreck must’ve been so terrifying for you, especially if you heard about the reputation of the Darklands. Don’t worry, we just want to help you feel better and feel comfortable here.”

Kamek comes into the room holding a few dresses and suits, asking the human which one he’d like to wear for dinner. Although Luigi didn’t need to wear clothes as a mermaid, he does know that land creatures wear them all the time. He instantly chooses one of the dresses (because gender norms don’t exist, and Luigi is allowed to wear whatever the fuck he wants!)

Later, Kammy is helping Luigi get changed while Kamek, Junior and Bowser are in the dining room talking about Peach again.

“All I’m saying sire is that it might be due time to stop pursuing the princess. She had already disagreed to your other proposals, and I don’t see her agreeing any time soon.”

“I can’t just give up on her Kamek, Peach makes me feel things that I’ve never felt for anyone. I will marry her, one day.”

As if right on time, Kammy and Luigi are there, the former ushering in the shy man.

“Don’t be so nervous darling, you look lovely!”

Luigi then steps into the room, wearing a beautiful green dress (a green version of Ariel’s pink dress) with Polterpup by his side to keep him company.

Bowser is starstruck, he’s never seen a human look this beautiful before.

“Y-you look amazing.”

Luigi blushes, still nervous but the compliment gives him butterflies.

“Come sit next to me human!”

Junior takes his hand and leads him next to his seat, which happens to also be next to Bowser’s at the head of the table. To try and take his mind off the fact that he’s sitting next to Bowser, Luigi starts focusing on the plates and cutlery, he’s never really seen that many human artefacts before so it’s all so intriguing to him (expect when Mario brings back some from his adventures, but he doesn’t really know what they are either.)

Bowser becomes amused at Luigi’s curiosity for the simple objects he had, his appreciation for things that seem to be mundane gives him a swell of pride.

“I guess my silverware is kinda nice, isn’t it?”

Luigi immediately puts the fork don’t and hides under his hair, afraid that he might have disrespected the king, but Bowser is quick to reassure him that he doesn’t mind.

“It’s just that no one else I know is fascinated by these types of things, so its nice to see someone that it.”

Luigi peers out from his hair, a small smile forming from the king’s praise. Kamek picks up on the tension and decides to do some *matchmaking*.

 “Since our guest will be staying for a while, perhaps we should help him feel more comfortable with a tour of the kingdom…Bowser?”

“Papa, are you listening?”

Bowser breaks out of his trance, not even realising he was staring at the human. He couldn’t help it; he’s not seen that many and this one was just so fascinating.

“Ah, yes, a tour sounds great! If you would like one?”

Luigi thinks for a bit and nods. If he was wrong about the king, then maybe he was wrong about the kingdom and surface land and should give it a chance.

Kamek nods at that, pleased with his work. Kammy shoots him a thumbs up for his work.

Later, while Luigi is getting ready for bed, he watches Bowser with Junior as they play in the courtyard. Bowser notices him watching and waves at him. Embarrassed that he was caught, Luigi shyly waves back and backs away from the balcony. He’s wearing a cotton nightgown that Kammy had given him, as well as a glass of water from Kamek in case he gets thirsty during the night. This is also his first time laying in a bed, he’s never felt anything so soft in his life! He falls asleep as soon as he puts his head on the pillow, feeling a bit more hopeful after today.

Back in the ocean, Mario and his family are frantically searching for his brother, terrified that something bad happened to him. He decides to go to the surface land, specifically from the Mushroom Kingdom, and ask their princess for help and if he’s washed up there. It also helps that he’s heard so much about her kindness and beauty and…wake up Mario, focus on the mission at hand.

Back on the surface lands, Bowser takes Luigi on a tour of his kingdom, Polterpup by his feet through the all thing. At first, Luigi is still a bit unsure about the koopas, but soon he becomes a bit more curious. He goes up to some of the food stand giving away free sample and decides to try a little bit of fruit, it’s a bit tangy but still pretty good. He even sees a puppet show for the first time, not knowing how the little puppets are moving, he pulls one of a koopa’s hand, fascinated with how it works. A few koopa children then come up to him and ask to do his hair, having never seen another human before with his like his. He agrees and let the children tie up his hair in a French braid along with a few faux white flowers to go with the new dress he’s wearing. Bowser is watching from afar, his jaw dropping when Luigi’s hairstyle is revealed, his heart skipping a beat when Luigi does a twirl.

“Wow, you…you look beautiful greenie.”

Luigi blushes at the compliment.

The two suddenly hear music and see a few performers starting to play on their instruments as koopas, goombas and shy guys join in. Bowser takes Luigi’s hand and asks him to dance, the man nods his head, feeling a bit more at ease with the king now.

Soon the two join the crowd, laughing and having the time of their lives as they dance away to the music, Polterpup occasionally runs through some of the koopas legs.

When it ends, Bowser guides Luigi to a hidden river, the only place with water in the Darklands (apart from the shore). They share a little boat ride together as they share some of the food they bought at the market, while Polterpup takes a nap. Bowser then remembers that despite the time they shared together, he still doesn’t even know Luigi’s name.

“I feel terrible not knowing your name, and we don’t have anything that you can write with…Oh I know, how about I go down the alphabet and you pick out the letters of your name?”

Luigi nods and though it takes a while, the king manages to spell out his name.

“Luigi huh? A beautiful name for a beautiful human.”

Its Luigi’s turn for his heart to skip a beat. All his life he’d heard about the koopa kingdom and their dreaded king, now it turns out that he’s actually a gentleman who’s been showing him nothing but respect. Ever since this man washed up at his kingdom, Bowser has been feeling things that he’s never felt for anyone. Flustered, vulnerable and a need to protect and love. He’s never even felt this for Peach. The two start to lean in when their boat suddenly tips over, the two falling out. Bowser is quick to pick up Luigi, who begins to wring out his dress while Polterpup begins to shake his non-existent coat. As Bowser carries Luigi back as Polterpup floats beside them, the two fail to see two boos that were the ones who knocked over their boat.

Back in his lair, King Boo is seething!

“That blasted little shrimp! At this rate, these two will end up snogging all over the place and my plans will be ruined!”

He decides to go to his last resort, a mind control crown that he had hoped to use on one of the rulers to conquer the sea and surface, however this crown also held many of his other spells (including Luigi’s) and he wasn’t strong enough to use it more than once to use a spell as powerful as mind control. It was always extremely fragile, though he would still have some power, if it broke then all of his previous spells from over the years would be released, so he held it off for as long as he could, and it seems that now he has no other choice.

Meanwhile, Mario has finally arrived at the Mushroom Kingdom, hoping to find help with the princess. She’s just as beautiful in the rumours he’s heard about her. The princess is shocked to find an adorable red merman in a river near her palace, but she can’t deny his plea for help when he looked just so sweet.

“My brother, he’s gone missing! Is there any chance he’s been around here lately?”

“I’m sorry, you’re the only mer-person we’ve seen here. But don’t worry, we’ll keep a look out and help you find him!”

“Really?! Thank you, princess!”

“Y-you’re welcome.”

Back at the Darklands, Bowser is thinking about his new feelings for Luigi, not knowing if he should act on them since he didn’t want to betray his love for Peach. Kamek, fed up at this point, goes up to give Bowser his thoughts on the matter.

“If I may say sire, some people spend most of their time chasing after treasure on a map that leads them in circles, that they neglect that the diamond in the rough is right in front of them. Just a thought from a silly old koopa.”

As Kamek leaves, Bowser ponders over his surrogate father’s words. For years he’s yearned for Peach so the point that he became blinded by what he thought he wanted and put her on a pedestal. Now, there’s someone that doesn’t see him as a monster and might love him back. He makes his decision and starts to go to Luigi to tell him how he feels when he suddenly feels a weight on his head, and everything goes dark.

The next morning, Luigi wakes up feeling more refreshed and happier than he has since he first turned human. He’s been thinking all night about the maybe-kiss that he and Bowser were about to share and had been contemplating his feelings on the matter. He soon found himself realising that he would mind kissing Bowser, in fact, he would really like to kiss him and spend every day with him, Junior, Kammy and Kamek. Besides, there was nothing stopping him from travelling to see his brother and family, maybe it could all work out? He fell asleep last night with a smile on his face and butterflies in his stomach.

He’s about to run down the stairs to meet Bowser when he hides behind a pillar when he sees the king speaking with Kamek, wearing a strange crown.  

“Y-your highness, are you sure this is the best idea?”

“Peach castle is currently unprotected; it would be a good opportunity to strike and take her as my bride.”

“I see that, but after the last few days and our past with the Mushroom Kingdom, shouldn’t we think this through a little bit and-”

“-It has always been my intention to make Peach mine, no matter what and I won’t let anyone get in my way. Especially some scrawny human who washed up at my sure. Once the invasion is complete, the wedding will start immediately.”

“…very well sire.”

Luigi, heartbroken and betrayed, flees to his room, not knowing that King Boo was there the whole having used his ghostly-ness to remain invisible while controlling Bowser with the crown.

As Bowser takes off with his army and airship, Luigi stays behind at the port to cry as Polterpup tries to comfort him, having to face the truth that he was right in the first place, Bowser was just a heartless monster.

Junior is on the airship per his father’s orders to be at the wedding. He searches for his dad, wondering why he had the sudden change of heart about Luigi and his invasion. He creaks open the door to his father’s room when he sees King Boo in Bowser’s mirror, cackling to himself at the fact that his plans are nearly complete.

Realising his dad is being mind controlled by the strange ghost thing, he makes his way down to the clown cars and sneaks away in his own small one to get to Luigi as quickly as possible.

The Mushroom Kingdom is taken aback when Bowser suddenly arrives, not fully prepared for battle since he would usually leave some type of indication that he was coming, but here, he was just blasting through with every intention of not leaving until he gets what he wants. Mario wants to help but Peach tells him to stay hidden. Unable to just do nothing, Mario rushed as fast as he can to get back home to get his father.

As soon as Peach sees Bowser, there’s something different about his atmosphere, something way more menacing and demanding. As usual, he wants Peach to marry him, but this time he doesn’t ask.

“One way or another, you will marry me Peach and we’ll watch your kingdom turn to ash.”

“You’re not even going to bargain.”

“It’s not like you can do anything about it.”

A pit forms in Peach’s stomach, something’s wrong, very wrong.

Junior makes it back to, running to the sobbing man as fast as he can.

“Luigi! Luigi! There’s some weird ghost thing that was in my dad’s mirror! I think that’s why he’s attacking the Mushroom Kingdom so soon! What do we do?!”

Luigi’s eyes widen in horror. King Boo! He had to be behind all this. Without any second thoughts, Luigi climbs in Junior’s clown car, along with Polterpup, and the two head to the Mushroom Kingdom as fast as they can.

While Bowser/Boo is adamant about the wedding, the koopas there are a little less comfortable about it due to how strange and intimidating the king was acting. As the service starts, Peach pulls out an ice flower from her bouquet and attacks Bowser, she lands a few hits, but Bowser uses his fire to melt the ice. Peach keeps trying to fight though, at least to distract him while she thinks of a plan. The koopas also help, agreeing that their King was not himself and didn’t want anyone in the Mushroom Kingdom getting severely injured.

Luigi finally arrives with Junior, jumps out of the vehicle and lands on Bowser’s shoulders while he’s fighting Peach. Seeing a crown that wasn’t on Bowser’s head before, Luigi grabs it and smashes it to the ground, falling off Bowser’s shoulder from the impact of the throw.

Suddenly, Bowser sees himself at the Mushroom Kingdom, not knowing how he got there since the last place he remembered being was back home. Princess Peach and the koopas stop, sensing that Bowser’s atmosphere was back to normal as he looks towards Luigi.

“Luigi, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine…wait…I can talk!”

“You can finally speak again!”

“My voice its back!”

“I don’t understand, what’s happening?”

“It’s King Boo, he-aahhh!”

Before he can get another word out, there’s a sharp pain in his legs. He fells his bones bending and breaking in the most painful way and King Boo suddenly appears, turning him back into a merman before he can get another word out. Luigi looks to Bowser, afraid of what he’ll think of the man once he realises what he really is. But Bowser is too wrapped up in shock of what its happening and worry for the man that he loves.

King Boo grabs Luigi and drags him back into the ocean, the latter screaming for Bowser as the koopa tries to grab him as Luigi is forced back into the water, Polterpup chasing after his new owner. The king turns to Princess Peach.

“Princess, I know this may be confusing, but I really need your help, please, I love him!”

“Don’t worry, I think I might know his brother and what’s going on.”

Back in the ocean, Luigi is struggling against King Boo, trying to escape his grasp but somehow, the ghost’s grip is tighter than he though. Polterpup tries to fight his old master but a few Boos that had been hiding easily grab him.

“Oh, don’t worry little shrimp, it ain’t you that I’m after.”

“KING BOO THAT IS ENOUGH!”

The pair stop when they see Luigi’s father, the King of the ocean along with Mario stop them in their path.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the red prince and the ruler of the seven seas.”

“Let my brother go!”

“No can do princey, precious little Lulu is all mine until you give me what I want.”

Luigi’s father growls at that.

“My son does not belong to you!”

He goes to use his magical trident, but a few boos grab Luigi and use some type of electricity on him, making the youngest prince scream out in pain.

“You see, the thing is your majesty, one wrong move and your precious little boy won’t be, how do I put this? Part of your world anymore.” (I am so sorry for that awful pun.)

The sea king was at a loss, he knew he would be putting everyone at risk by handing the trident and the throne to this made ghost but…he couldn’t lose his youngest son, from the corner of his eye, he could see Mario agree. He hands the trident over to King Boo, begging him not to hurt his son. With a mad gleam in his eye, he grabs the trident and lets Luigi go. To the green merman’s horror, the poltergeist points the artifact to his father and brother, watching in devastation as he turns them into dust.

With a strangled scream, he goes to attack King Boo, though surprised at Luigi’s reaction, manages to throw him to the ground. He’s about to use the trident on him when he suddenly feels something hit him. He looks up to see Bowser under the water, who had thrown a spear at him and raises the trident to him. In a moment of panic, Luigi grabs King Boo, making him point the trident at his boos instead and disintegrates them. Not wanting to witness King Boo’s anger, Luigi swims up to Bowser and guides him above the water, not witnessing the Boo’s fury with his new powers below him.

The koopa and merman reach the surface of the water, Bowser trying to reach out to Luigi.

“Bowser you have to go, now! Before King Boo gets you!”

“No, I’m not leaving you behind again!”

They feel a rumbling all around them. Suddenly, King Boo rises from the sea as a giant with the two on his head, cackling like a mad man. Bowser and Luigi jump back into the water, trying to escape until King Boo starts to form a whirlpool, separating them. Luigi falls into the whirlpool, landing at the bottom as Polterpup rushes over to him as King Boo taunts him.

Bowser is still paddling in the water, trying to get to Luigi when a ship comes up beside it. Inside was Princess Peach, some toads, koopas and Kamek. They throw a rope down to Bowser and help him up. Kamek looks to the king.

“I used my magic to help steer that boat but I’m barely holding on! I need you to guide the bowsprit and drive it into that mad boo!”

“But’s a ghost, he’s already dead!”

“I’ve managed to enchant so that I can trap him in this!”

Kamek holds up a pale purple gem, sparkling with some type of magic that the magikoopa used. Princess Peach then speaks up.

“I’m managing the sails while the toads and koopas are defending us! Bowser, are you able to guide the ship!”

“You can count on me Princess, take this as the beginning of a massive apology to you!”

Peach nods and everyone gets to work. King Boo is shooting at Luigi in the whirlpool, the merman trying to dodge as much as he can but knows that he is not strong enough to do anything. Enraged by what the Boo is doing to his love, Bowser drives the bowsprit into King Boo. The poltergeist screams with both pain and fear, knowing that if he can feel that then somehow, he has been defeated.

The seas calm down as the boo disappears into the gem. Bowser tries to look for Luigi, but the whirlpool is gone, and the merman is nowhere in sight. Kamek keeps him from jumping out as the princess guides the ship back to shore.

In the ocean, Luigi grabs the trident and rushes back over to where his father and brother were with Polterpup following him and sees the two have been returned to normal. Overjoyed, he hugs them both, all three of them crying now that Luigi is safe and home.

“I missed you so much Lu. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here when you went missing.”

“It’s okay Mario, I’m safe now, It’s okay.”

He gives the trident back to his father and the three mermen return home.

A few days later, Luigi is hiding behind a rock, Polterpup beside him as he watches Bowser from the shore of the Darklands, pining to see the merman again. Mario and his father watch from afar.

“You know, a while ago, Luigi would have fainted at the thought of going to the Darklands. Now, seeing how he looks at that koopa king, he’s gotten more braver than I ever imagined.”

“Peach told me that he jumped on Bowser’s shoulder’s just to get the crown off him.”

“Oh yes, how are you and that princess getting along?”

“Ah-I-wha-Dad!”

“I’m just teasing. Though, he hasn’t been truly himself since he came home.”

“I guess he left a part of himself since leaving the Darklands. After all, when you love someone, you give a piece of yourself to them, and in return, they grant you something even more freeing.”

“Then I guess there’s only one problem left.”

“And what’s that Dad?”

“…How much I’m going to miss him.” Mario raises an eyebrow in confusion for a moment before his father points his trident at Luigi.

Luigi feels a tingling sensation on his fins, looking down to see that there are no fins at all, his legs had returned! He turns to his father and brother, his smile beaming as the two nod to him.

Bowser is staring off into the distance, thinking about Luigi when he sees brown hair peeking out of the water. His heart stops when he sees Luigi emerging from the water in a sparkling green dress and his hair flowing in the wind. Bowser runs to him, picking him up and spinning him around in his arms and holds him as the two finally share a kiss.

A year later, the two are finally married on a giant ship, Luigi wearing a poofy wedding dress while Bowser is dressed in his finest suit. Luigi’s family and kingdom are watching from the ocean while toads and koopa finally come together as one. Princess Peach hugs Luigi, glad to have another human companion and blows a kiss to Mario in the ocean, who blushes at the gesture and waves back. Junior is also glad Luigi is back and is going to be his stepdad. He and Polterpup have also become close friends, the two playing together when they can. Kamek and Kammy are finally happy that Bowser has found love after all this time.

Mario asks his father to use to powers to lift him with the water to see his brother one more time. Luigi smiles softly and gives his brother a hug.

“Don’t cry big bro, I’ll see you after the honeymoon, you’re acting as if I’ll never see you again.”

“I’m sorry, its just, I’m so happy for you.”

“I love you, Mario.”

“I love you too Lu.”

He gives Bowser a menacing glare along the lines of ‘hurt my bro and I’ll end you’ before Peach comes over and kisses him on the cheek, making the red merman faint into the ocean. Luigi laughs at his brother’s antics as he waves goodbye to all the other mer-folk as the ship sails away to its next destination.

Bowser and Luigi give one another a soft look and share one more kiss.

The end.

You're allowed to yell at me for the shitty puns.

(Edit: also I love that you guys enjoyed it and you’re free to write something for this as it was only meant to be a drabble after having a bad day. As long as you credit and tag me, y’all can use this idea and write your own Bowuigi little mermaid fic ☺️)

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Out of Body - 21/25

Heechul keeps his promise. He comes in every day, even when Kyuhyun refuses to talk to him. He never brings Narae though. He talks about her a lot and shows Kyuhyun pictures. Kyuhyun won't look at first. He doesn't want to see and he definitely doesn't want to be drawn into the whole plot again. He's in the hospital, they're putting medicines in him that he doesn't trust or fully understand. He blames Heechul and to an extent Narae. Well, he doesn't believe that Narae is real but he feels like she has a hold over everyone around him and he hates it. He hates that he's here against his will and has been completely stripped of all control.

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