#wednesday would hate all you bitches including me

[vilsoo]

tiktok comment sections are literally cancer bc everytime i see someone mischaracterizing wednesday or see their dumbass hcs for her i feel like ripping all my hair off

#( ♥︎ ) — messy talk. #i just saw some chronically online girl say wednesday would be friends with a girl who has a coquette aesthetic #HUH???? #😐😐😐 #also calling her aesthetic DARK ACADEMIA 😭😭😭😭 #and the bitches that are making HORRENDOUS playlists for her on spotify… pls kill me #this spin off show was a mistake #i love the show sm but tiktok bitches are just insane #wednesday get behind me #im also tired of them comparing her to eddie munson GET AWAY FROM MEEEE #resisting all my violent urges rn over a fictional show #wednesday would hate all you bitches including me

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#399

“Oh man, Fuck!...  Oh sorry you had to hear that call.  Didn’t mean to interrupt you enjoying your brew.  It’s just that my girlfriend makes me so fucking pissed off….  Get this, she knows I work 14 days straight busting my ass on that drilling rig.  I am about to head home for four days of rest.  That’s a 7-hour drive, each way.  So she tells me that her sister and mother are in town staying with us.  My days of relaxing are shot to shit.  And worse yet there’s no way I’m getting her pussy.  I probably won’t even get head.  Ain’t that shit?...

“Oh sorry.  I forget that I’m not with a dozen or so other roughnecks out in the field.  All they talk about is pussy.  Most of them don’t have a girlfriend, let alone a wife.  Hearing them go on and on about fucking and getting a blow job, I forget that other people might talk about something else.

“My god, I just wanted to get home and kick back with a beer and get some head.  You know the kind of blowjob that goes on for an hour and it relaxes your entire body.  That doesn’t even include blowing your wad.  You know what I’m talking about?

“Oh there I go again.  Sorry if I’m telling too much....  I do that when I start drinking.   Do you care if I talk about getting blown?...  Good.  Thought so.  What man doesn’t want head at the end of weeks of working damned hard? 

“…Here’s to blowjobs!  Cheers! 

“Hey Frank! Get my friend here another beer….  Nah!  Put your money away.  I got this. 

“So your car broke down?...  We are one of two taverns for twenty miles.  The other is by the interstate one mile away.  At this time of day it’s quite deserted.  We typically only get locals in here.  That is, unless you are having work done at Mike Larson’s garage.  There’s not that much out here, just the garage, Frank’s tavern, the lodge, and the oilfield’s main office over there across the creek.  Was I right?  Is it your car?

“…That was not a happy nod.  So, you’re here for tonight… Oh wait, the garage is closed for the weekend.  You are here until Monday?  …Again, that nod tells me everything.  Well to make matters worse, there are no available women for at least 50 or 60 miles.  This is what this hellhole has to offer. 

“I don’t know about you but it looks like it’s going to be an evening of pounding the pud.  And when I get done, I’ll use my other hand to make it feel like I’m getting a handjob from someone else.

“Goddamn my girlfriend fucked this all up.  I only had this weekend off, before I have to report back here to start filling in for a bud on Wednesday.  She thought that I would want to spend time with her fucking family.  Sometimes I wonder why I’m still with her.

“You have a wife or girlfriend?... 

“…Huh!  Well, sometimes I wish I was like you, single.  But sometimes I really need to get my balls drained.  She gives great head though.  She’s the only girlfriend I had who can take my head in her throat.  I have a big schlong, and every woman I dated complained about its size.  It takes her a long time to throat me.  Most of the time I get frustrated, and I wind up grabbing her head and fucking her mouth.  Eventually it ends in her throat.  She has never taken me down to the root.

“But I really have to be buzzed to get into skull fucking the bitch.  The part she really hates is me dick slapping her.  As I said, I have a gigantic dick.  Smacking her upside her head with my cock usually throws her off balance.  So does a face slap with my hand. 

“When I get in the zone, I am all kinds of aggressive.  I am only after one thing, to bust my nut.  If that means roughing up the bitch, then she’s going to get roughed up.  If I’m drunk enough, I’ll not only fuck her cunt, but she’ll take me in her ass.

“Right now, if she were here, I would be fucking her in every position in every hole.  I wouldn’t care if she was enjoying it.  I’m so fucking horny.  I would use any woman right now.  I can’t have a weekend of jerking off.  Hell, if there was a faggot, I would use him the same way. 

“And it’s a good thing that I have a faggot sitting not ten feet away from me, paying attention to every word I say, licking his lips every time I mention blowjobs, and responding with awkward silence when I asked if he had a bitch back home.  No straight man acts this way.

“I would ask you if you are a cock sucking faggot, but we both know the answer.  Don’t we?  So this is what is going to happen.  I’m going to walk over there, to the men’s toilet.  You want my fat hog in your faggot throat, you follow me in.  Don’t say a word.  Get on your faggot knees and open your faggot mouth. 

“I’ll give you until I drain my piss.  If you don’t come in at that time, then you better be out of here and hide in your room at the lodge.

“I really got to piss, so you don’t have much time….

“…Well fuck.  I would have thought you would have taken some time to think about it.  But OK.

“I really have to piss.  While I do that get in the stall and on your knees.  Be ready for me.  I swear, the beers just pour right through me.  Oh, this feels good—

“What the fuck?  I’m not done pissing….  Oh?  So, you are one of those kinds of faggots.  Nasty piss drinking faggot!  Oh fuck, your mouth feels good.  You are definitely getting a reaction out of my hog.  That’s it for my piss for now.

“Faggot, see how big it is?  You think you can take it?

“Jesus fuck!  Right to the root with no problem!  Holy shit.  You faggots know what you are doing.  Oh man.  This is… fuck!  Oh my god! 

“Bob up and down.  Go head-to-root-to-head-to-root.  Fuck!  This is the blowjob I have been looking for all my life.  Lucky me I found me a faggot with car problems.

“Pull off.  I said, ‘Pull off!’  Look up at me.  Hold still…. 

“…What?  Nothing?  I just gave you one of the hardest bitch slaps I have ever given and you just take it….  Wait, what did you just say?  Did you just thank me… for bitch slapping you?

“Get up.  Get your faggot-ty ass up.  Let’s go.  Move!

“We are going to my room at the lodge.  You are going to spend your night with me. 

“Pay Frank your tab and leave a good tip.  Meet me outside…  A fifty?  You know what a good tip is, that or you didn’t care to wait for him to give you change.

“OK faggot.  I have never used a fag before.  But damn, that one minute in the toilet told me I have been missing out. 

“Over here.  I’m the last room.  The lodge is free for us roughnecks.  The company pays for our housing.  My room is at the end.  It’s a glorified motel room.  I have tons of beer.  You won’t get any, at least not without it going through me first.  Never did that before, but fuck I liked it.

“I plan on being here for four days.  You are going to spend your time with me and my cock down your throat.  You probably take it up your ass.  I will definitely try that out.

“Now listen up.  I have no interest in you or your dick.  I ain’t sucking you or getting fucked by you.  You try anything like that, and I will beat the shit out of you.  Understand me?...  Understand me faggot?

“And keep up the ‘Yes Sir!’  I like the sound of that.  Here we are.  Faggot this is all new for me.  But I will tell you this, I am liking what has been done so far.  I’m so ready to do this.  My cock has not lost it’s hard on.  I may never go back.  Faggot get inside and strip!”

[kayesfictioncharactershusbands]

Always Be There Ajax Petropolus X Reader

Request:

hi :)

could i request an ajax x reader fic where the ajax is really protective of the reader and they get hurt and ajax gets angry with the person who hurt them and stones them

sort of angst x fluff

Summary: You are such a sweet girl, a girl who is a witch but is a nice one. But of course, normies would not think of that. So, when you were alone, some normies then started talking bad at you then one of them pushed you. And when, Ajax found out, oh that went bad for them.

thank you!!

Warning: angst with some curse words and a mention of blood and bitch

Note: send some requests, because I am so sure that I would still love to write for our sweet gorgon boy.

(gif not mine)

Y/N Y/L/N is a witch but a nice one, such a sweet girl who helps everyone out. And she's also Ajax's girlfriend. He is also really protective of her, too. Whenever they go, Ajax needs to be there. She's so fragile and sweet and doesn't think of anyone as bad or mean. But her friends and including Ajax knows that everyone in Jericho doesn't treat outcast the same way. That's why Ajax always wanted to be there whenever she goes to town.

But right now, Ajax is worried. He needs to attend a Nightshade meeting and it is urgent as Bianca texted him. But he and Y/N have planned a date night, and he doesn't want to hurt her feelings. They were walking around Jericho and were about to go to Wethervane, but Bianca texted.

"Ajax, what's wrong? You seem stressed out." Y/N told him while looking at her boyfriend, shit he thought. He forgot that she could also read emotions as she could also do that.

Ajax sighed and put his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead. "It is just - Bianca texted all of us, we have a meeting. And she said that it is urgent. And I hate to leave you here." Ajax told her but she gave him a sweet smile.

The smile that Ajax loves. " Go on, I understand. Plus you know how Bianca gets mad. If it's urgent, go. I'll just stay at Wethervane. And if you're done, you could just meet me there. But if the meeting is long, I am going back to school with your usual order." Y/N told him and gave him a peck.

As she said that, Ajax smiled but he was still worried. Ajax is still worried, it's the first time to leave her alone, without him that's why he is still worried. But what can he do? She already told him to go and Bianca would scold him if he is late.

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As soon as Ajax left, Y/N went to Weatherwave and ordered her usual. She was reading her book and was waiting for her order from Tyler the barista who she became friends with because of Wednesday.

As she was reading, she felt someone standing in front of her. "What are you doing here, freak? Aren't you supposed to be with those other freak friends of yours?" One of them told her, but instead of talking to them, she ignored them. She was of course, scared.

But she her parents thought her to ignore those words, especially being insulted. But because of that, one of them get her book.

" Why aren't you answering you bitch? Huh? Just because you are free to walk around the town with those other freaks it doesn't mean that you could be all mighty about it." One of them again said but she ignored those insults again.

" Just me my book back please, and I'll just leave." You told them nicely and stood up. But they just laughed at you, and then suddenly you pushed. You groaned because you were pushed into a glass, and the glass was broken. You touched your head and felt blood pouring on your head. And your shoulders.

Tyler then immediately helped you and got his phone. He has Enid's phone number and so he immediately called her. " Hey, Y/N hold still. Don't close your eyes, I'm going to call an ambulance." Tyler said but you are already closing your eyes.

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When Ajax heard what happened, oh he was furious. Because Enid immediately called him saying it was an emergency. And when your friends and Ajax found out, he was mad.

Your friends including Principle Weems and Ajax went directly to the hospital since Tyler already told them that you are at the hospital. Ajax is worried but at the same time mad. And he also blames himself because he left you. Which he should not blame himself.

" Excuse me, where is Y/N Y/L/N?" Principle Weems ask the nurse and as soon as they arrived at where you are, Ajax rushed to your side. They all saw you as sleep and bondage on your head.

As one of your close friends who also grew up along with the Addams family, Wednesday was also there. She got near you and when she touched you, she had a vision.

"Wednesday? What did you see?" Enid ask her when Wednesday was already fine. Which Ajax also wanted to know.

"It was the people who were annoying me at the cafe, and they were calling her names. Which I know they are just some stupid normies that I presume are also guilty right now. Which might I add is just making want to see their faces of guilt." Wednesday told them and that was enough for Ajax to find those guys, not caring that his friends were calling him.

He went back to town and saw those guys, they were all laughing, "hey!" Ajax shouted at them and as soon as they turn around, he removed his beanie, the three of them were about to talk or even run but it was too late.

They were already stoned. When his friends arrived. And Ajax wearkng his beanie back. They saw the guys who were annoying and teasing them- the outcast. They were all frozen. Since they

"They look as if the art museum need to make a new statue." Wednesday blutly said with her monotone voice, Enid nudge her but she Wednesday just gave her a deadpan look.

Xavier get near the statues, and looked at Ajax. "Dude! You just stoned the mayors son! You could in so much trouble!" Xavier scolded him.

"I don't fucking care, Xavier! My girlfriend is at the hospital because of some normie idiots thinking they're high and mighty! They deserve it. Plus it will wear off anyway." Ajax told him that Xavier could not argue anymore, plus Ajax's right, they were the reason Y/N was there at the hospital.

"But you are still going to be in troubleAjax because they would tell the mayor and the mayor would then talk to principal Weems. And Y/N would even like this." Enid also then told him again, but Ajax didn't care.

He just walk back to the hospital. He needs to see you, and also needs to contact your parents about what happened to you.

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When he arrived back at the hospital, he rushed by your side because you were already awaked. He kissed your forehead and held your hand.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Ajax asked her with such gentleness, Y/N looked at him and him and smiled, but then she frowned.

"I'm fine. The doctor said that I just need to put this bondage, sorry for worrying you though. But you, Ajax what happened? I can read your emotions." Y/N ask him, Ajax sighed and sat on the sit that was beside her bed.

"Promise me that you wouldn't be mad?" Ajax asks her sweetly, which he uses when he did something wrong.

She looked at him and frown but she nodded.

" I kinda stoned the normies that did this to you. But, babe you know that if would wear off don't have to worry about it. " Ajax told her and gave her a scared smile. Because she might be sweet and kind, but when she's angry? Oh hell, she has Wednesday Addams as her friend and she is also very strong as a witch.

Y/N's eyes went wide. " You did what?! Ajax, you know that it was just an accident. And I don't want you to get into trouble, just because of me."

"No, it was worth it, because I'm going to always be there for you. From now on, you would not leave my side when we're out of town. Even if I'm going to be in trouble. Because I love you, Y/N." With those words, Y/N can't help but smile.

" Now I can't get mad at you, anymore. But please next time, just tell the people who could actually give them a lesson. So that you would not get into trouble? I love you too. " Y/N told him and gave him a peck on the lips.

" I can actually feel like that I am with my parents because of how you are acting in front of me. This makes me want to get out." They heard what Wednesday say but instead of scolding or getting mad, they laughed at her words.

#ajax x reader #ajax petropolus x reader #ajax petropolis x reader

[vintage-brass-tc]

Just a little TC update!

I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while!! I’ve just been focusing on my studies and whatnot, and for a while I have been falling out of my feelings, because I felt as if M was distancing himself from me a TON, based on his demeanor, lack of verbal and nonverbal communication between us, and because of the fact that I’m not his first pick for everything anymore. U-wise, I just thought, since I was growing less passionate for M, I’d use this opportunity to maybe pull myself together and get over my feelings for both of them in one sweep.

….Recently, though, I think my feelings been picking up just a liiiittle more. It’s funny what great interactions can do to you <3

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With M, ever since maybe November or so, I’ve noticed that M had been giving me way less attention than he usually would (or at least, as much as I thought he’d give me in a given moment), and it brought me into total mental disarray.

I thought he hated me, I thought he caught onto my feelings or something and thought I was creepy, I thought he didn’t think I was good enough for him anymore— not as much as I used to be as a tuba player— and it drove me insane. I was so insecure and with any moment he didn’t look at me or pay attention to me during a class or conversation, I was sent into spiral after spiral of panicking. You know the drill, or maybe you don’t! But these feelings were very real to me and they were not fun at all.

With U, things have been alright! It seems like he believes I’m reliable enough to lead my section in jazz band, and knows that I can count rhythms and hold myself up to a high enough standard to play my bass trombone decently in tune (though my muscle memory of the positions aren’t perfect yet, as I’m still learning)… but my improv could definitely use some work. We both know that. He’s still fairly gentle with me about it though!

We had a band trip recently, and U had been giving me the cold shoulder for a good deal of it, making me think I had done something to offend him. Just as my fears about M were brewing, I felt the ones about U doing the same, and was worried I had somehow unknowingly ruined my relationship with both of them, all based on receiving not as much attention from them as I once did.

I was certain I was doomed, but just last week, I had two of the most genuine and uplifting conversations with them, and my heart is full just thinking about them.

~~

First off, U.

He and I had the most casual and upbeat conversation on Wednesday, and he looked at me, listened to me, included me, laughed, and smiled so much!! AHHH it was so much fun!!! He’s seriously such a joy to talk to and I love his boisterous, albeit serious sense of humor. He curses so much when he’s comfortable, and he called the whole class “little bitches” too, haha. ❤️ Having this talk with him was so refreshing because it revealed to me that he cared about what I had to say, and the fact he was looking at ME most of the time and smiled so much when I’d laugh just made me feel so appreciated.

~~

And on Friday, with M, we had a heart-to-heart, and it went better than anything I’d ever imagined it could be. It seriously warmed my heart.

So, for some background, I had a sectional with M on Tuesday, and the whole time it seemed like he was just being passive-aggressive with me (though I later learned it was all in my head): M wouldn’t look me in the eye at all, didn’t include me or look at me when he was speaking to the girls in the room (4 people in a room of 18… so it wasn’t hard to just *glance* and maybe nod), until I made an exasperated comment to myself about being chopped liver because he wasn’t listening to my input… which he responded to with a certain look on his face, maybe frustrated, maybe disdained, but he didn’t drag it out any further because he moved onto the next topic pretty quick.

But it didn’t go the best at certain points, and because I focused on these points so much I let all the better moments slip from my mind, and I was crying the whole way home. All of the insecurities, worries, and hurt I felt for the past few months were pouring out of me, and I decided that I would finally make a move to resolve it after months of consideration, writing him an email that I needed to talk with him. He responded so enthusiastically, I almost felt bad :( and as I thought he would, he responded super quickly with a date and time, which would be on Friday since he was out the other two days, so there I was, left to wait.

But once the day came, as I suspected, I really regretted writing that email because the stress had always come in waves, so by that time I was kind of over it. But I knew the talk had to happen, so I hoped he would remember the appointment (because he’s forgotten three of them before) and collected my thoughts in my Notes app.

And once the when he walked into the practice room I was in… I was relieved for one moment, that he actually remembered. He was in a rush like he had been looking for me, and once he saw me, he looked relieved as well. But then the next second, when he asked me “What’s the matter?” and leaned against the table beside him, I was paralyzed, cocking my head back and forth between him and my phone, totally speechless for a good few seconds. Wanting to make it end, I told him that I had been gathering all of my thoughts on my phone, so I could make sure I was saying the right things.

Then I poured out my feelings. About the tension I felt between us. About me feeling like I was invisible around him, like he didn’t care about me anymore because he didn’t talk to me or look at me as often, about my fear that he didn’t realize just how much I respected him and how much I reflected that through my constant effort in class every day, looking up and acknowledging him when he spoke because I cared about what he had to say. At this point, there were tears streaming down my face, but I was fighting hard to keep my voice steady. I then told him that I thought I had offended him…so I asked, “Did I ever offend you in any way?”

This whole time, M was staring at me with his dark, dark brown eyes, listening intently to what I had to say. It was a lot..but he went around the table, maybe pacing a little before leaning on it and closing his eyes, looking down before admitting his own faults, his flaws that he knew were prominent and needed to work on, like not giving people enough credit for the good things and instead always focusing on the bad.

And not looking people in the eyes in fear of making them nervous or overwhelmed. And then, in response to my comment about him ignoring me and not respecting me back with his actions, and about me being afraid of there being any tension between us, he said this.

“[R]…. You’re a doll. You’re a dear. You’re a sweetie. You are the sweetest kid I’ve ever known. There has never been anything between us, ever.”

And he gave me the sweetest look in the entire world while I looked up at him with the saddest eyes. My heart burst with warmth and butterflies hearing him tell me this, and then he went on about how one of his favorite parts of his day was seeing me every day, so committed and engaged in his class.

He said, regardless of his action of making another tuba the lead tuba in our class, and choosing them for the orchestra, he truly did love my sound so much more…and it was a really, really crushing decision. (I then made an uneasy expression and assured him that I wasn’t here to talk about THAT, because I know why he made the decision— the other tuba totally deserved it for their hard work—though I did nod gratefully at his statement… and it made me feel so much better about my worth and all that.)

After all of this was said, he looked at me with a gentle, sympathetic smile, saying that he could tell, based on the tears, that I was probably holding this in for a really long time.

Looking at the floor and chuckling, I admitted that I was holding it in for a WHILE, because I didn’t want to bother him again with my problems. He immediately piped up and told me “You are *never* bothering me. Ever. Don’t do that— come talk to me right away if you ever start having that feeling again.”

Then he relayed that he absolutely loved having me around…and we only had one more year left together. He said this with a wistful look in his eye, like he was already missing me. I frowned: did he feel the same pain about me leaving as I did? Will he miss me as much as I will miss him?

He asked me if this was all I wanted to talk about, and I was like “Yeah, pretty much…” before I started sniffling. Then he smiled softly, almost adoringly, and asked with a chuckle, “Can I have a hug?” “Yes…” I began to smile and stood up weakly, and fell into his extended arms. His build felt more rigid than it did last time I hugged him. We embraced each other for a second or two, and I thanked him for everything. He said “Of course!!”

Then he pulled away, turned to walk out the door, then stopped. He turned towards me again, then he spoke,

“You are worth the whole world.”

My heart soared at his sentiment. All I could muster out in response was a shaky, quiet, “you too…” and we smiled at each other. I thanked him one more time, he returned it, then he walked out. I stared after him, feeling so, so relieved and so, so loved.

He thinks the world of me. ❤️

#M #U #personal #update #teacher crush #teacher crush community #tc community #tc #tcc #tc post #tcc post #tc ramblings #tc feelings #tc memories #teacher attachment #tc love #teacher love #male tc #male teacher #male teacher crush #male teacher x female student #tc thoughts #❤️ #It was so heartfelt :( <3

[with-love-from-hell]

hey babe 😘

I was wondering if you can do some headcanons for what the brothers (and whoever else's) top 3 favorite human-world meme references are (from vine, tik tok, or just random shit on the internet really haha) :3 im in the mood for something a bit more light-hearted. Love you boooo 💞

Hello dear! Yes I will absolutely do this haha.

I'm gonna go for ones they can say out loud or immitate. Maybe in the future I will do some where it's gifs/memes they send in chat lol

The brothers' favorite memes referenced by MC

Genre: comedy, headcanons

Cw: swearing

GN!Mc; No specifiers for gender used

If you wanna know any of the specific references bc a lot of these may be a bit older, let me know and I can send ya the meme or link to the video. These are just definitely some I can see them busting up laughing about haha. S/o to all you chaotic Mcs out there who would absolutely do shit like this at all times. I see you and I respect you. 🙏

Belphie

H.Y.C.Y.BH by Tom Cardy (singing directly at Lucifer when he loses something)

"Are you feeling it now, Mr. Krabs?" (again, directed at Lucifer)

"I cant believe i put on my good crocs for this."

Beel

"Ah." (E.g. the peanut butter baby)

Immitating the Surprised pikachu expression

"All these flavors, and yet you choose to be salty."

Asmo

"A man with an unwashed ass has an opinion again" (directed at literally any of his brothers when they say something stupid)

"___, you ignorant slut." (Name can be changed to be applied to literally anyone)

"Thats hot." (Immitating Paris Hilton and used to reference anything that is absolutely not hot)

Satan

"I won't hesitate, bitch." (Directed at anyone and everyone)

"This bitch empty...YEET!" (and then throwing something directly at Lucifer)

Any reference to those weird paintings of birds ("this jackassery will not stand," "the risk i took was calculated, but man am I bad at math") ("I'd sell you to Satan for one corn chip" is his favorite though)

Levi

"I'm going to break your Nico Nico Kneecaps!" (Directed at any of his brothers when they do something to piss you off)

"My disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined" BECAUSE ITS CANON IN GAME OMG

"DO NOT FUCK WITH ME. I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!" *screaming* (also including all of the movements)(also probably after awhile Mc would replace "God" with "Diavolo")

Mammon

"Do it." (Either in the Palpatine voice from Star Wars or imitating Shia LaBeouf. He loves both)

"It's Wednesday my dudes..." *screams*

Naruto running literally anywhere

Lucifer

Literally anything said/done by Wayne from Letterkenny ("hard no", "I wish you weren't so fuckin awkward, bud", *pulling out a red card when one of his brothers is acting a fool*, "...and I suggest you let that one marinate.")

"I think I died long ago and you _#_ are my eternal punishment." (Number changes depending on how many of the people around you got on your nerves)

"Whoa there friend you might need to slow down." (In literally any situation that's way too intense for that level of calm.) He hates that he finds this funny

#obey me! #obey me #shall we date: obey me #obey me swd #obm #obey me headcanons #obm headcanons #headcanons #comedy #obey me comedy #obm comedy #obm crack #obey me crack #crack #gn!mc #gn!reader #obm gn!mc #obey me gn!mc #obm gn!reader #obey me gn!reader

[butimnotasexyrussian]

Wait you texted your boss you love her?! Say more right now 👀

Wait, holy shit do I have access to my inbox again? FUCK YEAH. My messages are still missing and Tumblr is still not letting me reply to any posts but this is definitely a step up.

Anyway.

Gather round, children, and let me tell you about the dumbest shit I've pulled at work thus far.

I'm generally very quiet. So not even 3 months into this new job where I have no idea what's happening and I am NOT friends with my boss who I kinda/sorta idolize, there's a work outing at the state fair.

It's a good time. We get sorted into teams to do a scavenger hunt and then there's a division wide happy hour afterwards. I have a few drinks at happy hour and I'm chatting with people who I don't know. It's all good.

The calendar hold was only until 5 so I figure I'll leave then. But I get roped in with a group (including my boss) to go to a secondary location. I don't realize until later that it's past 5 so most of the people who have kids and families to get back to have left. At this point, I'm maybe 3-4 drinks in? And 3-4 drink me is when I get loud and aggressive and touchy.

Here, I loudly proclaimed that I was tipsy and it was everyone's responsibility to take advantage of me so I'd be buying drinks. After the first round, my boss tried to buy and I hip-checked her out of the way multiple times to hand my credit card to the server. She said, "Stop buying me drinks! I've seen your paycheck. You can't afford this!" And I said, "Shut the fuck up and tell me what you wanna drink."

This went on for like 5 more hours. I physically did not let her buy me anything. I told her I'd beat her up if she did. At one point, I got on the ground and did pushups? It was nice to see her outside the office where she seems more human and sometimes she hates her job too instead of the polished LinkedIn persona I feel like everyone has in corporate. One of her gripes is that she's been turned down for a raise multiple times despite doing a shit ton of work.

What you need to know about me is that if I decide I like you, we ride or die now (whether or not you want me to be. There's no gift receipt for this bitch). So of course I got very indignant on her behalf and said I'd beat up her boss because how DARE he deny her anything, especially when she carries the team on her back (my words, not hers). And then she was like, "I could do better as a manager" and I told her to shut up because she's amazing. But she wouldn't accept it and I was full blown drunk at this point so the logical conclusion was to hug her and kiss her on the cheek? She went oh! and laughed a little but she was definitely not as drunk as I was because she has like pure Nordic blood and my one saving grace is that I don't get the Asian glow.

After that, we got separated. (The day after she said she went to get fried pickles and thought I was right behind her.) Instead, I got swept out the exit with the rest of the crowd. I was drunk but cognizant enough to be like, hey I should tell her where I am since I didn't say bye. Which is when I sent her this:

And also this:

The drinks were catching up with me now so I called my mom to pick me up at the bus stop. I'd laid down on the grass to try to stop everything from spinning so much and also thrown up a bit. I didn't think it was that bad but my mom says I looked awful tottering over to the car, wiping my mouth and covered in dry grass.

I'm at the age where if I drink too much, I can't sleep and I never black out (which is good), so I spent the entire night replaying memories in 4K and thinking, why the FUCK would I say/do that? Also this was a Wednesday, so I had to fucking go into work the next day.

The I love you part is embarrassing but fine. Threatening people is less fine, but whatever. I really didn't have any excuse for the kiss on the cheek though. I was fully expecting my performance review to start off with my boss going, "Look, we have a no tolerance policy for sexual harassment here so..." and like, fire me.

Luckily she was cool about it and laughed it off, but I was so embarrassed for months. Now the embarrassment has worn off and it's just a hilarious story. But listen to me kids, the moral here is don't ever EVER get drunk at a work function.

#literally why am i like this #it's not even necessarily a drunk thing because last month i fully sober went up to my team and said #just took my last final (theology) for undergrad this morning. I'm done with college and done with Jesus. who wants to do shots with me

[worldwide-blackfolk]

Stephen A. Smith Calls ‘Devil’ Jason Whitlock 'Worse Than a White Supremacist' in 45-Minute Takedown

Stephen A. Smith promised to go in on his former colleague turned enemy Jason Whitlock, and did he ever.

Smith released a teaser clip on Wednesday afternoon revealing he warned his employer ESPN and his family about the vitriol he would direct at Whitlock on his independent podcast. He even contacted his pastor ahead of time to apologize for what he was about to say.

The 56-year-old said he's "sat back for years, at least nine to 10 years," and not uttered a word about Whitlock directly. But with the habitual troll fervently questioning the authenticity of Smith's bestselling January 2023 book Straight Shooter: A Memoir of Second Chances and First Takes, Stephen A. felt it was finally "necessary" to break his silence—with the caveat that it will “never happen again—he’s irrelevant, he’s not important, he’s insignificant, and he knows it."

Early into the nearly 45-minute takedown (which kicks into full gear at the 18:30 mark above), Smith brought up a 2015 Deadspin article which mentions how several ESPN employees, Smith included, refused to work with Whitlock. "Did you tell them that once the same article in Deadspin came out, weeks later, you wrote a lengthy apology to me in an email, begging me to forgive you, pointing out how you were betrayed by this particular writer, so you know how I must feel that you betrayed me?" Smith said at the 27:50 mark. "Did you tell the folks that, you bitch? Did you tell 'em, you fat piece of shit?"

That same year, Smith inked a unique clause in his contract to avoid his nemesis. “I don’t know of anyone who has this in their contracts—I had it in my contract, and I have a copy of it, where it specifically stipulates that I never work with Jason Whitlock," he shared. "It’s in writing. No wonder you didn’t see him on First Take.”

Stephen A. admitted that "once upon a time I actually tried to speak up for this damn cretin," claiming he was just misunderstood. Suffice it to say he no longer feels that way about “this bastard [who] is worth less than a cockroach” and neither "moral" nor "ethical."

Some of Whitlock's uglier moments include peddling conspiracy theories about Michelle Obama being trans, comparing Black Lives Matter to the Ku Klux Klan, and—as recently as December—blasting women's right to vote.

Smith didn't mince words at the 33:30 mark. “As a Black man, I often told y’all, I cannot imagine—as a Black man, knowing our history—anything worse than a white supremacist. That is until Jason Whitlock came along. He's worse than them. He is the worst, most despicable, lying, no-good fatass human being I have ever known in my life."

Is it any wonder people are setting clips to the "Ether" beat?

Other remarks on the latest Stephen A. Smith Show include, “I mean it from my soul when I say this is the worst human being I’ve ever known. … He’s the dude that’s gonna have a funeral and ain’t gonna be no pallbearers. Might be two people that show up.” Elsewhere: "There is nothing good about him. Absolutely nothing. And I challenge anybody that knows anything about him to refute what I’m saying. I have the facts. They’re all here. I know what he’s done." And don't forget: “Look around—don’t y’all notice why Black people scurry away whenever this roach of an individual is around, named Whitlock? 'Cause we know what he is.”

The First Take host saved some of his harshest words for last. “I hate this bastard. ... He is the worst human being any of you will ever meet," Stephen A. said in closing. "You get within a mile of his presence, wrap your arms around yourself to protect your soul. He is Cain. He is a devil. The worst. That’s all I have to say. Y’all have a nice day, I’m gon’ go about my business. I will not speak about this piece of shit again.”

Though Smith promised he's "only going to do it once," the same can't be said of Whitlock, whose Instagram currently looks like a Stephen A. fan page.

"SAS just made a fool of himself," Whitlock, 56, responded to a Twitter user after the podcast went live. "We've never seen anyone at a major media company react this unprofessionally to a review of their work or just act this publicly unprofessional."

As of this publication, Stephen A. Smith's "Finally Responding to Jason Whitlock" clip has racked up a quarter-million views in three hours. Thursday should be fun.

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[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

ask thing! 1, 2, 47 (although feel free to say bff or marry since these questions are weird LOL), 50, 60, annnnnnd 83? 👀👀👀

hellooooo friend thanks for sending the thingggg <3 1. What is your biggest turn off in a person? ooof a lot of things bc i am a Bitch ahahahaha. jk, i won't act like a bitch if i don't like you but i am veeery picky about who i actually choose as my friend. i really dislike cowardice in people, generally, but esp regarding personal relationships -- we are all little gremlins afraid of rejection, but i feel like that's no excuse not to at least Try ya feel me? it also makes my blood boil when ppl try to rationalise or explain their lack of empathy and human decency as some sort of natural selection like oh i am right to hate this person because they are WEAK like. pls chill :) you are allowed to hate who you want but pls don't be self righteous about it! this also applies to ppl rationalising bad things happening to ppl as something they deserved -- i am aware this is their defence mechanism so their brain wouldn't have to deal with the reality of a Bad Thing happening to them but it makes me so angry lol -- they apply this child-level analogy of like bad things happen to bad ppl and i am Good so therefore nothing Bad will Ever happen to me and usually those ppl have also read about law of attraction and heavily misinterpreted what that's actually about :) also -- selfishness is a biiig turn off! 2. What is your biggest turn on in a person? i will tolerate many things if i like your general vibe hahah! a really big thing for me is actually being able to have quality conversations during which i feel seen. i like people who are able to process and actually hear the things you say and then actually respond to them -- many times ppl will just wait for their turn to talk or not even try to understand where you're coming from, which is fine i guess, but pls miss me with that shit bc i have no patience for it! i guess that requires a high level of emotional intelligence and that's a trait i highly value in ppl! i will try my best to offer the same courtesy to them! i also love when ppl just... try, you know? i understand it can be hard but i really love it when ppl just show up in a relationship (of any kind), flawed and broken, i don't care, but they came and they put in the effort and i will also put in the effort and.... congratulations!! you are building a relationship haha. for real i just love when ppl care and then they show they care, and sometimes it's just as simple as showing up and getting coffee together even though you're busy. it's surprising how many ppl just act on their natural instinct to pull away or get scared of genuine connection (myself included but i am WORKING on it okay). 47. If you could choose one Disney princess to be your best friend who would you chose? i chose to read this as "wife" instead of "bff" and i will have to say megara from hercules, she's exactly the type of woman that i'd go crazy about irl hahaha 50. If you had to live in the world of the last T.V. show you watched where would you be living? thaaaat would actually have to be wednesday hahha! no complaints, any world that has larissa weems in it is a good world to me! as for murderous monsters, those exist in every world, i'm not too worried haha 60. What is a relationship deal breaker for you? my last relationship ended bc my ex had trouble showing me she cared about me in a way i could understand, which, now that i think about it, is a reason many of my relationships came to an end or fizzled out over time, i just wasn't feeling appreciated. so i guess if i'm not feeling wanted i will not waste my time being there, i no longer do that to myself (i used to tho!) 83. What was the last thing that made you laugh? i laugh a LOT ahahahah and i find the stupidest things very funny. i think the last thing that made me scream with laughter was a video of an escape room chase lol it was very scooby-doo-esque. i was watching it with my sibling and literally banging my fists on the table here's a link to it if anyone is interested but prepare to be disappointed bc my sense of humour is that of a 5 year old

#i got an ask! #allaganexarch

[sweetscenes]

 I find myself incredibly bored, and sleep isn’t cutting it so I’m gonna tell y’all some stories from my 10+ years of rping on various platforms! Buckle up everyone, let’s do this. 

 My first story comes in the form of me being involved in an ami.no rp, where I created a marvelous, detailed OC. I was really proud of this OC, and it took me several days to flesh out her character and her journey. She was a wonderful character, although I’ll never rp her again due to this incident. 

 One of my BIGGEST pet peeves is when someone plagarizes or copies people’s writing, art, whatever. So, you can imagine my surprise upon finding out that one group of friends copied the ENTIRE amino. Like, legit took our systems, rules, aesthetics, everything. Now as someone who helped build this platform, including writing up a fair amount of lore and fun abilities, I was a little steamed. 

 But NOTHING could compare to someone literally copying and pasting my OC. They literally control A control c control v my character. The same metaphors, the same expressions, the same TYPOS were on the form. They changed the face claim and the name of the OC but otherwise it was EXACTLY my form. 

 They tried to claim that it was their own OC. Which it was not. That was wild, let me tell you. I ended up just leaving the dm, blocking them, and moving on. They were banned from the amino they copied, so like, lol it worked out I guess. 

 Now let’s talk about the time I was bitched out by someone... because they liked me. 

 On this SAME amin.o, someone comes into my dms and starts talking with me. Chatting. We talk for a few weeks, and I noticed that she started modeling her aesthetics after mine, which, fine. Then she sought out the same abilties for her characters as mine. Which again, okay. 

 She’s always telling me how much she admires me, how much she looks up to me, things like that. I’m flattered, but eventually it starts getting kinda overwhelming. 

 Finally, one day, I wake up to this HUGE rant on how she admires me so much that she hates me. That she wishes she were me, because I have everything she wants. She ranted about how good I was at rp and creating characters and how she was so envious of my ability and said it wasn’t fair that I got everything. Like she went ON. 

 I think I was just like “oh sorry” before I moved on and never mentioned it again. 

 One last story from amin.o. Someone created an OC. A rather peculiar OC. This OC was... 

 A kazoo. 

 Yes, someone wanted to roleplay a sentient kazoo. 

 Forged by Hepheatus and blessed by Aphrodite, this kazoo just wanted to be played and make friends with humans. It had feelings. It had love. It was something else. 

 We, of course, approved the kazoo. 

 If that wasn’t wild enough, someone’s character had BEEF with the kazoo. Like unironically. 

 I think the thing was that the girl that the person’s character liked was hanging out with the kazoo more than him, so the OC. (without the muns) permission, threw the kazoo into the water and described it drowning. 

 People then, before the kazoo was revived, held a massive funeral for said kazoo. 

 So there’s that. 

 My final story for now relays the time I got kicked out of a roleplay because my character was causing unrest and problems. 

 But not for the reason anyone would think. 

 So I join a group of home.stuck roleplayers, we are doing a fan session. I make a human OC, and join in the rp where there are already three human characters. trolls have not be cast yet, which was fine, they wouldn’t be relevant for a while. 

 Anyways, I guess I made my character too likable because all of the muns of the human characters decided to have them all crushing on MY OC. My lesbian OC. It was the Wednesday love triangle before it even happened. Or i guess square? Since it was two dude ocs and one girl oc in addition to my oc. 

 Yep, this actually happened. 

 So people in OOC would get into fights about MY CHARACTER and how I should be shipping with THEIR OC. My character caused ship wars. 

 Eventually, the admin decided to KICK ME OUT, rather than telling the other three to get it together. Like “if you all can’t share none of you can have it” I guess? 

 I’ve never joined another fan.session. 

 I hoped you enjoyed a small taste of the wildness I’ve experienced, and let me know if you want me to share more stories including the time an online friends tried to isolate me from my irl life, someone who thought I was a kin from the same source their kin was, the time I had to deal with a server wide crisis because the other admins decided to play a nasty april fools prank while I wasn’t online, or the time I became a relationship counselor for two people in their mid 20s. I was 16. And many more! 

 Until next time folks. 

#;ooc #pineapple story time i guess

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, February 7

SPIKE: Are you insane?! We're supposed to kill the bitch, not leave gag gifts in the friends' beds. DRUSILLA: But, Spike, the bad teacher was going to restore Angel's soul. SPIKE: What if she did? If you ask me, I find myself preferring the old Buffy-whipped Angelus. This new, improved one is not playing with a full sack. I love a good slaughter as much as the next bloke, but his little pranks will only leave us with one incredibly brassed-off Slayer! ANGELUS: Don't worry, roller boy. I've got everything under control.

~~BtVS 2x17 “Passion”~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Hunger (Angelus, PG) by badly_knitted

The Big Bang (Spike/Angel, E) by MadeInGold

Self-Soothing (Darla/Spike, G) by vampbrat

Rattling Bones (Buffy/Riley, G) by MadeInGold

Find Me, Another Place and Time (Darla/Drusilla, E) by MadeInGold

Catty (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxineeden

If You Can’t Take the Heat (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxineeden

[Chaptered Fiction]

Aspect of Lust, Chapter 2/3 (Buffy/Giles, E) by Skylark62

We can rest., Chapter 1/? (Buffy/Spike, unrated) by ctommyflwrs

Spidey Does Angel, Chapter 3/? (Spider-Man xover, Peter Parker/Cordelia, E) by megamatt09

Bark like a Stray God, Chapter 3/? (Dawn, Buffy/Spike, unrated) by driyaad

In Case You Haven't Noticed... - Chapter 4/? (Buffy/Giles, E) by Sdhuskerfan

No Going Back, Chapter 11 (Willow/Tara, ensemble, M) by Chaosbleeds90

Lie to Me, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by In Mortal

Early One Morning, Chapter 13 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by all choseny

Written in the Stars, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by RavenLove12

The Witch’s Gift, Chapter 32 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by RavenLove12

Love Lives Here, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Passion4Spike

The joining of souls, Chapter 15 (Buffy, Lord of the Rings xover, FR13) by delfine

A Breath is But a Soundless Whisper, Chapter 19 (Buffy/Spike, 18+) by Blackoberst

Coming Through, Chapter 16 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by hulettwyo

Lie to Me, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by In Mortal

Early One Morning, Chapters 12-13 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by all choseny

Stomping on butterflies, Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, T) by Blackoberst

[Images, Audio & Video]

Fanart: BtVS: OMWF [20 icons] / They Can Never Know [1 banner] (ensemble, worksafe) by veronyxk84

Gifset: Every night, I save you. (insp.) BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003) (Buffy/Spike, worksafe) by spuffygifs

Artwork: Updated my little pony au faith design (worksafe) by wiltinn

Playlist: my cordelia chase playlist by sunshineepersonified

Artwork: Zack and Spike from Harbingers of Beatrice by elysianholly (worksafe) by flyora

FanVid: Wesley & Gunn | The Great War by 1SnoWhiteQueen1

[Reviews & Recaps]

Season 7 thoughts before finishing the series for the first time! by AppropriateYou5011

PODCAST: HELLMOUTH HOMOS: Season 3 Slaycap by Fear Queers

PODCAST: Episode 48: Enemies by Gym Was Cancelled

[Fandom Discussions]

i can see so much of myself, and my autism, in anya’s character by blipblepbloop

I really do think the decision to have vampires burst into ash when they’re killed was a good choice. by all-hail-the-water-god

[Faith vs Dracula: who would win?] by canyourfavesurvivecastledracula

What If: Darla had killed Joyce? by nightshade

Why wasn't Anya crippled with guilt when she got her soul back? by Balthazer, multiple posters

SoS: Favourite Willow scenes continued by Anyanka Bunny Slayer

Normal Again: A Brilliant/Hated Episode by cjinbarrie

History Of The Slayer - a few former slayers and clips from the unaired pilot by phoebephile

What Buffy: The Vampire Slayer First Impression You Had, That was Wrong? by Big-Restaurant-2766

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[livingwithlosingyou]

Living with Losing You - 9/19/2022

Grief is a bitch.

But not actually. It’s truly just displaced love that will never find a home. To grieve is a beautifully tragic phenomenon. It is the purest emotion to show how much you truly loved and cared about someone. I’ll get into why I started my blog with this later on. 

This morning I finally woke up feeling like I had gotten decent sleep AKA more than 4-5 hours like I had been the last 4 nights. I quickly got dressed, and then dropped off Sadie at camp for the day. I needed to go into the office, so I wanted to make sure she as not bored at home. Plus, she primarily hung out at home yesterday with all the storage fiascos. After I dropped her off, I quickly ran to PS to grab breakfast before starting my back to back work meetings this morning. After those meetings, I packed up my things and drove to our Mission Valley location. I like going into work every so often / as needed. It gives for a nice change of pace, and it’s always great to see my coworkers. 

After working and getting things done in the office, I realized I was cutting it close for practice. I still needed to go home and change too. So, I took my last meeting of the day in my car and headed home to change before heading to the high school. Today’s practice was mile repeats. The boys did pretty well, I was impressed with their ability to stick with it. The main critique I had was I kept telling them to “hug lane one” (if you know you know) and they insisted to continue to run their repeats in lane 2-3. I mean, if they want to run extra that’s fine by me. Between the warm up, workout, and cool down, they all did somewhere between 7-9 miles total. Luckily it was not too hot today, so we did not have to worry about heat warnings or anything like that. I had a pretty good run myself (but actually not really). My first mile was pretty quick, and then I just got super tired out after it. I need to be better about pacing, I just get very excited when I run and it can be hard to tone that down at times. I will get my fitness back though. I know I have to give myself grace. 

After practice I quickly ran to get Sadie, and then we picked up In-n-Out for dinner. I forgot to mention this earlier, but while I was at work I did eat, and had ordered a salad. i realize I definitely have an eating out problem, but I also hate cooking, am too busy to have the patience for it, and enjoy efficiency. I want to look into HelloFresh or some kind of meal prep box. It would save me money and the meals seem fairly simple. Which I like. 

Anyway, when I got home I fed Sadie and then fed myself (lol). I am really not sure why, but my depression has gotten pretty bad the last couple of days. Well, maybe I do know why, it was very triggering to go to the storage unit and start to organize, prep donations, prep what I am selling, etc. It’s been all so much to emotionally take on. 

I had one of the worst breakdowns I have had since you died. This blog is all about being honest and vulnerable, so I will be. I want to reiterate that I do see hope, and that I do know there is so much that God wants to use mw for in this life. But, this does not mean that the depression doesn’t creep in and make you feel like you want to die. Especially when someone who you loved more than anything died. This panic attack included intense breathing, hyperventilating, lightheadedness, lots of tears, etc. It was very hard to get out of it. I had to use sensory and talk to myself to get out of it. I am just so anxious. I can’t even imagine what you felt like. 

I really need to get some sleep, I have a webinar at 7am that I have to help run, among all the other meetings that I had to move from Wednesday to tomorrow that I need to prep for. Even just remembered that I forgot to send an email to the team. Oh well. See - it’s those things in life where it truly doesn’t matter. I am not going to worry about it until I log on. 

I love you so much, James. This pain is the worst pain that I have ever felt in my entire life, and again, my mom left me at a young age. And then left me again when I was 18. It’s been hard for both myself and those around me to understand that reflecting and moving forward can coexist. Being happy while also being sad can coexist as well #mysecretdepression But hey, it’s not a secret anymore because I am #breakingthestigma

Both of the animals are sleeping on either bottom side the bed. I miss the days when we would all just hang out together and lounge on the couch, watch a movie, build legos while they tried to play with the pieces, etc. 

So many memories keep you alive in my heart. 

We will all be reunited again, one day. 

God is good, always. 

Rest in Peace, James Burton Nichols

10/1/1993 - 7/16/2022

[streetlight11]

Her Promise

Summary: It wasn’t a secret that you have disliked Sangyeon since you were in diapers. He was your mother’s best friend’s son. Though he was born just 27 days after you, it seems like he was a lot older than you in terms of his maturity. You don’t understand why the bad blood between you two. Until one day, you had been arranged for a marriage with him so suddenly.

Theme: arranged marriage au, enemies to lovers

Genre: angst, sad, fluff

Warnings: mentions of leukaemia, death, alcohol, swearing

WC: 10k

Pairing: Lee Sangyeon x Fem!Reader

a/n: Hello! This plot just randomly came to mind. It's kind of sad and a little angsty but you'll get through reading it. I promise! also, the words in italics is a flashback :)

Your family has been a close family friend to the Lee’s family and that was because your mother and Mrs Lee were best friends since high school. Also the reason why you were only 27 days older than Mr and Mrs Lee’s only son. However, not everyone has a happy friendship. In this case, it was you and the said son. His name was Lee Sangyeon and it was pretty obvious that you two could never get along since you were in diapers.

Despite your mothers being best friends and have been for the past 30 years, give or take. It’s no wonder that when they were pregnant with the both of you, they kept fighting with each other over small silly things when they barely got past even the slightest of arguments throughout their friendship.

And yet, it seems like luck was never on your side to begin with because throughout your whole education life up till today, he always ends up in your school or at least the school that you chose specifically hoping to be as far from him as possible.

It always baffles you how he would be the first person you spot amongst the crowd during the first day of school.

Did he do all these on purpose?

Why would he go to this extent just to annoy you if you both hated each other?

Maybe he didn’t in fact do this on purpose, but still, what are the odds that you end up in the same campus amongst the hundreds of schools available? That was a mystery you never plan on solving.

It was a bright Tuesday afternoon, students were scattered all over the large campus of Hangang University. You had just parked your car in a free space, exiting your vehicle before proceeding to lock it and walk towards the Computer Science building. You were halfway through the parking lot when someone suddenly swung an arm over your shoulder.

“Good morning my favourite person in the world!” Lisa giggled to your left as Rosie appeared on your right with her usual beaming smile that could melt hearts with just a glance.

“Hey girls, you’re early” You asked with a soft chuckle knowing Lisa was always late for class.

“Yeah, I wanted to leave my apartment now like I always do but Rosie begged me to drive her today because her baby is in the workshop.” Lisa huffs, only for the blonde girl on your right to defend herself.

“Hey, at least we got here on time. You’re welcome.”

With that, Lisa stuck out her tongue at Rosie, earning a laugh from you. The three of you continued to walk to the CS building, only to find Jennie and Jisoo chatting by the lockers while Jennie scavenged through her locker.

“Ew, is it just me or is the barbeque chicken a little dry today?” Jisoo scowls as she drops the chicken leg back onto her plate.

“No, I agree. It’s foul.” Lisa’s face contorts in disgust before you speak up.

“Do you guys want my salmon instead? I'm kind of full already.” You said, only to find them staring at you in concern. They began asking you if you were feeling okay and if you needed any medication of any sorts. To which you shook your head and just told them you were already full from the breakfast your mother made for you before she left for work with your dad.

Lisa and Jisoo ended up sharing your salmon piece, making you smile. At least your food wouldn’t be wasted, you thought.

A few hours later, your classes for the day were finally over. All you know is that your bed has been waiting for your arrival since the minute you left for school. You left class slightly later, telling the girls you had something to discuss with your lecturer regarding the assignment.

You told them to just head home first and not wait for you.

Almost 20 minutes later, you finally left the lecture room to head towards the parking lot where you had parked your car earlier. Your mind was clouded with the assignment requirements as you scrolled through the soft copy of the assignment through your email, too caught up in your thoughts to notice the group of boys walking down the hall.

That wasn’t until your shoulder roughly collided against someone’s back. It sent your whole body to stumble back from the impact. You were about to apologize when you heard a snicker coming from whoever it was.

So you glanced up and lord behold, it was just the person you were looking for…

Not really.

“Can you pay attention to where you walk? It’s not that hard to use your eyes.” Sangyeon’s voice was monotonous yet a pitch higher than others, just like his ego.

“That’s because you’re in my way, Lee.” You said sarcastically as you walked past him, not forgetting to purposely bump into his arm. He let out a scoff under his breath, fiery glare burning a prominent hole into the back of your head.

God, you can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. Him included.

A few days later, it was finally a Friday. You heard words going around campus saying that one of the seniors in the school’s football team was having a frat party at his place tonight. He invited everyone in the football team, and people that he knew. Turns out he also told his teammates to bring whoever they wanted whether he knows them or not.

Lucky for you (or maybe not), Rosie’s boyfriend happens to be one of the football players. If you remember correctly, his name is Yunhyeong.

And so you already know where this is going.

Hence, the reason why you were now standing right outside the house where the party was held.

No doubt the house was a beautiful landed property at the hills that overlooked the city, it still didn’t give you complete comfort knowing that you would be surrounded by drunk young adults who have no care in the world once the alcohol takes over their system.

Sure you sometimes go to these parties but you weren’t really that type of girl. It’s always an unpleasant surprise to others who aren't your girls, when you decline their offers of alcohol saying you don’t drink.

Though there were instances where you’d have some people still insisting on giving you a drink, you rejected them firmly whether they liked it or not.

And today was no different.

One moment, you were talking to your friends. Another moment, and you were suddenly left alone by the kitchen island. Isolating yourself from the countless intoxicated bodies, dancing freely without a single care in the world.

It suddenly dawned on you that you were indeed alone, with no other individual that you recognize in that huge house. Your friends were scattered around the main living area, each of them either with their significant other or just randomly hooking up with someone. Using alcohol as an excuse to be brave and approach someone at a party like this.

You sighed, reaching into your back pocket to fish for your phone. You were so close to texting them you wanted to head home first, when a deep voice broke your little bubble of thoughts.

“Hey… Y/N right?” The handsome boy asked as he smiled down at you softly.

He clearly didn’t seem too drunk, nor was he completely sober like you.

“Yeah… you are?” You asked, hoping you didn’t sound like a bitch.

“I’m Changkyun. I see your friends have left you so I thought maybe you’d want some company?”

Well, at least he’s being considerate enough.

“About that… I was actually about to-” As you were talking, your eyes were searching the room for at least one of the girls. But instead, your gaze was locked on a specific individual who was leaning against the staircase railings just staring at you with a subtle frown on his face, making your voice halt in your throat.

It was Sangyeon.

You should’ve known he would be there tonight. He’s the freaking midfielder in Hangang U’s soccer team for goodness sake!

For some reason, the moment you met his eyes, it was as though you got sucked into a black hole with no way to escape. That wasn’t until the warm touch on your arm made you jolt away and soon turned back to Changkyun who was now staring at you with worry.

“Hey? You okay? What’s wrong?” He asked, hoping he didn’t scare you away by that simple touch.

“Y-Yeah… Sorry Changkyun, but I think I’m gonna head home. See you around.” You gave him a sincere smile before turning to leave after he said his goodbye.

There is no way you’re gonna stay there any longer. It’s not like you were drunk or anything. Not like you’d expected him to show up in black leather pants, dark grey button down shirt tucked in, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hair parted close to the middle to frame his face and show his forehead, attractively. And definitely not like you felt as though your stomach was doing a flip in your abdomen after seeing him there physically.

Right?

No. You still hate him. He’s just a walking nuisance in your life. You don’t feel anything for him. Maybe he needs to stop appearing in your line of vision every 5 minutes.

It’s been two weeks since that frat party in which you had texted your friends saying you were already at home. Of course you didn’t get a response immediately but they still replied to you the next morning, telling you they were safe and they were glad that you were too.

It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon where students were all stuck on campus with nowhere to go. You were just seated at a wooden table alone with your laptop and scattered notes on the surface when the ray of sunlight that was previously shining down on you, got blocked by a figure.

You glanced up and not surprisingly, it was Sangyeon. He was alone. For once. He was always with his friends, so you wondered why he chose to walk around alone today.

“What?” You asked nonchalantly before looking back down at your laptop.

You heard a scoff from him only for him to speak up, “Did your parents tell you?”

You got confused as you looked back up to him and blinked, incredulously at what he just asked you.

“Tell me what?” You asked. He wasn’t sure if he was faking it or not but he figured with how genuinely confused you look, it was quite clear you weren’t pretending to not know what he was referring to.

“My parents are coming over to your home this weekend to discuss ‘something serious’. I’m not going. I’m not about to sit there and listen to what the ‘something serious’ is, let alone sit there trapped and stare at you the whole night.” Sangyeon said blankly as he burned holes in your head.

“Good. I wouldn’t want you there anyway.” You scoffed, only for him to push himself off the table and smoothed down his shirt.

Sangyeon left without saying anything else, watching as he turned his head as though in search of his friends. However, the minute you looked back down at your laptop, it seems like you missed the way he glanced at you subtly before turning back in front.

That same day, you went home to find your parents in the living room. Your father was watching the news on the flat screen tv while your mother was just watering the potted plants on the shelves.

The minute you stepped into the living room, your father turned to you and smiled brightly, “Oh, sweetie you’re back. We wanted to tell you that Mr and Mrs-” but before he could finish, you did it for him, stunning them in the process.

“-Lee are coming over this weekend to discuss ‘something serious’... I know.”

With that, your mother and father glanced at each other before a smile appeared on their faces again. You already knew what they were about to ask so you beat them to it.

“Sangyeon told me… So what’s so serious that they wanna come over here and talk about it?” You asked, not knowing what to expect but all you got was silence.

“We have to wait till everyone’s there.”

“Not everyone’s gonna be there…” You said.

“What do you mean?” Your mother asked.

“Sangyeon said he’s not coming. He doesn't want to.”

“B-But, he has to be there. It’s important.”

“What’s so important that he has to be there for?” Your voice laced with annoyance at the thought of having to sit in a room with him for minutes too long. Your parents got quiet before your mother spoke up again but for some reason, her voice sounded weak.

“You’ll know on Saturday.” She gave you a weak smile. Too weak to the point that she almost looks… pale?

Why is she pale?

But your mind was too jumbled up with what the main topic for this said family dinner would revolve around. Hence, why you were now sprinting up the steps and to your room. You didn’t want to think about it anymore. You just hoped the weekend passes by before you know it.

Saturday came in a flash and to say you were ready for whatever family gathering this was, is definitely a lie. You were curious. You were desperate to know just what important business is there to discuss with you and Sangyeon. Despite knowing he won’t be there for whatever this meeting is about, it still rendered you curious on just how important this said matter is.

You were told to look presentable even though you’ll just be at home. So you pulled out the nicest outfit you could find and just opted for a simple blouse and your denim jeans.

Once you were done getting ready, you left your room only to hear your mother calling out to you from downstairs, “Y/N sweetie, the Lee’s are here!”

You made your way down the marbled steps, ready to greet the elder couple when your eyes fell on their son who clearly said he wasn’t going to be here. But of course, it looked like he had been forced against his own will to be here and you were right.

“Oh! My sweet Y/N! It’s been so long. How are you my dear?” Mrs Lee asked as you broke your gaze from Sangyeon only to smile happily when you looked at his parents.

“Hello Mr and Mrs Lee. I’m doing well despite my crazy uni life. I hope you’re both well and healthy!” You said as Mrs Lee hugged you warmly like how she had been doing since you were young.

After greeting them, the 6 of you began walking to your dining room. You then turned to Sangyeon who was walking beside you, only to ask out of curiosity, “Didn’t you say you weren’t gonna come?”

With that, he turns to you and shoots daggers at you through his glare but it does nothing to scare you away.

“Do I look like I wanna be here?”

“Clearly.” You said, just to get on his nerves and it did.

“Fuck you.”

“I’d gladly fuck myself too.”

Sangyeon frowns at your comment despite knowing it was sarcastic. But he still found it amusing that it came out from your mouth. Sure you’ve cursed him a lot of times when you fought with him, but this was a different thing.

All of you finally sat down in the dining room, you helped your mother set the table.

A few minutes went by and everyone was just chatting amongst one another. Well, more specifically the elders while you and Sangyeon simply sat there across each other in silence. You were absentmindedly picking on your food, suddenly losing appetite.

All you wanted was for them to start discussing the very important business. Which is why your patience has run thin, making you blurt out the question that has been floating in your head since Wednesday.

“What’s the important thing you called me and Sangyeon here for?”

The room fell silent as you kept your eyes on your plate of untouched food. Completely ignoring the way Sangyeon had his eyes trained on you. After what felt like hours, your mother finally announced it.

It made your heart stop for a moment.

“We have decided to marry you off with Sangyeon.”

That was the last thing you ever wanted to hear from them. Never did you expect it to be this. Why were they doing this to you? Of course you know you’re single and not dating anyone but still… How could they?

“What?!” Both you and Sangyeon said in unison.

Tension filled the air, thick in its wake. You couldn’t look elsewhere except for your mother who had announced the news.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” You mumbled under your breath as Sangyeon got up, letting the chair drag painfully across the wooden floor. His mother grabbed his wrist to stop him but he roughly yanked his wrist from her and simply replied with his firm answer, “There’s no way I’m marrying her. I’m out.”

Sangyeon stormed out and you were so tempted to do the same but all you could do was glare at your parents in disbelief.

“Sweetie-” Your mom began but you were quick to interject.

“No! That’s not happening! Mom, you know we hate each other! How can you ask me to marry him when I don’t even love him?!” Your voice was raised as you stood up from your seat. Blood boils in your veins, heart pounding rapidly in your chest out of pure anger. You wanted nothing more but to scream.

You turned in your heels to leave but your mother caught your hands when you were about to reach the stairs. You pulled your hand from her grip, throwing your arm behind your back from the force.

“Sweetie please, listen to me-”

“No mom! I’m not marrying him and that’s final!” You yelled, too furious to even notice the way your mom had clutched her chest as her breathing started to become shallow.

Before you knew it, your mother collapsed to the ground but you were quick to catch her body right when she was about to crash onto the hard wooden floor.

“Mom!” You gasped as your dad and both of Sangyeon’s parents rushed over to where you were.

Mr Lee called the ambulance in which they came just 10 minutes later, carrying your mother’s unconscious body onto the stretcher and bringing her into the ambulance. Your father followed her in the vehicle while Mr Lee offered you a ride there.

Hours passed and you were waiting patiently outside the ER when a doctor came out. Your dad rushed over so you could only guess that she was the one who attended to your mom.

“Doctor, how’s my wife?”

“Your wife’s still under constant checks but so far, her heart is beating stably. However, it seems that her abnormal white blood cells have rapidly multiplied since her last check up.” The doctor said, making you frown.

“White blood cells? What’s going on? What’s wrong with my mother?” You asked desperately, still not sure of what’s going on.

“Your mother was diagnosed with Leukaemia stage 2 but from what I saw today, I believe it��s now up to stage 4.” The doctor announced, making you even more confused.

“What?” You whispered as you stared at your dad, hoping that it’s not true. But all you got was a disheartened smile that broke you into a million pieces.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You whispered to him sadly, upset that they’ve been keeping this a secret from you.

“I’m sorry baby, but your mother told me not to. She… She didn’t want you to get worried.” He replied.

You don’t understand. You knowing about this was better than keeping it hidden from you. If you had known about this sooner, you wouldn’t have shouted at her. Instead, you would have taken extra care of her. You would have given her more love than what she gave you. And you wouldn’t have to stand here, right now, hoping for your mother’s safety and health.

You slumped onto one of the chairs, staring into space as your father rubbed soft circles into your back to calm you down.

Three days passed and you have been visiting your mother at the hospital diligently after your classes. You stayed till night time, allowing your dad to fetch you from the hospital after he also came by to visit your mom.

You were currently alone in the room with your mom as your dad went out to buy dinner for all three of you.

She was just lying there sleeping peacefully after having a deep conversation with her about some things, her eyes now closed, breathing consistent, chest heaving up and down according to her oxygen intake.

You were just about to doze off when the heart rate monitor suddenly began beeping rapidly. It caused you to panic as you ran out of the room to call for the nurses.

When you came back, your mother was shaking on the hospital bed. Tears started streaming down your face as you found yourself curled up in the corner just watching the hospital staff do whatever is necessary to help your mother.

You didn’t notice your dad who had just come back, only to rush to you after putting the food down on the desk. It was when he cupped your face, that you finally realized his presence.

He pulled you against him as you couldn’t tear your eyes off your mother’s figure, shaking violently on the bed.

It was as though someone had dropped a bomb just a few feet away, a deafening silence pierced your ear drums followed by the single beep sound that was continuous without a pause. The sound soon became a mere ring in your ears.

You slowly brought your line of sight towards the heart rate monitor beside your mother’s bed and that’s when you saw it. The painful straight line with no spikes going up or down.

That’s when you knew, she was gone.

No. This can’t be real. This is just a dream. Wake up Y/N. Pinch yourself. Slap yourself. Do whatever it is to wake yourself up from this nightmare!

And yet, you’re still there in your dad’s arms listening to the nurse who wrote down the words you never hoped to hear.

“Patient is Jeong Hyemin. Time of death, 2143hrs.”

All the more you cried harder against your father’s chest. You were broken. Completely and utterly broken. Your mother left you before you could even say goodbye. She left before you could even tell her that you love her unconditionally even though you told her that everyday.

As much as your heart hurts, you knew you had to accept it. You knew you had to be strong for your mother. And that was exactly what you did.

The next whole week, you didn’t come to school. You emailed your lecturers personally and told them about your loss. They all sent you their well wishes for you and your dad, to which they excused you from school to attend your mother’s funeral. It broke you but you couldn’t collapse just then.

Your mother would want you to be happy, to continue living a wonderful life, with or without her. And that’s exactly what you were gonna do.

The next two weeks came as a blur and you were dreading for the day to finally arrive. You couldn’t bring yourself to look in the mirror and see what you looked like. Because at that very moment, you were in an item of clothing where you never thought you would wear anytime soon.

It was a wedding dress. Your wedding dress. It has finally come to this.

Your makeup stylist did a few touch ups to your eyeshadow whilst another lady adjusted the bow on your waist that separates your laced top with your beautiful silk gown that drops to the floor elegantly behind you.

If you were being honest, you had hoped for this very day to come when you would walk down the aisle with your arm linked with your dad’s while your mother stood at the front row, watching you proudly. Witnessing you entering a new life with your chosen partner whom you’d love with all your heart.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the case for you and it hurts you. But you kept telling yourself the same thing over and over again.

“I have to stay strong.”

That was the last thing you mumbled to yourself as you left the bride’s room, only to head towards the outdoor wedding ceremony where your parents had already booked an incredibly beautiful mansion located at the highest hills of the city.

It was a small ceremony with only your family and his, and very close relatives of both sides but that was it. None of your friends were there but you already told them about today.

Little did you know, his friends knew about it too.

You were approaching the outdoor garden where everyone was waiting for you when all of a sudden, your emotions started swirling in you.

A tear rolled down your cheek the minute you saw your dad standing at the doorway which leads you directly down the aisle. Your dad gave you a soft smile before cupping your face and kissing your forehead. He wiped the tear away with his thumb as he whispered, “You look so beautiful, sweetheart. I’m sure your mother would be so happy to see you like this.”

With that, you had to force your tears back, swallowing them as you nodded before linking your arm with his.

The song started playing and soon, both of you began to walk down the aisle. The first thing you saw was Sangyeon standing at the foot of the platform. He was wearing a navy blue tuxedo, looking quite handsome if you were being completely honest.

But the frown on his face was evident enough for you to know that he didn’t like this as much as you didn’t like this either.

Once you were standing just two feet away, you turned to your dad who kissed you again on the forehead before putting your hand in Sangyeon’s outstretched ones. After your dad left your side, Sangyeon guided you up the steps carefully.

His touch was soft, almost as if he wasn’t touching you at all. Minutes went by and right after you’ve both said your vows, it was time for the exchange of rings and sealing the deal with a kiss but of course, neither of you agreed to it. So when you were officially announced as husband and wife, you both looked at each other with a familiarity in your eyes which screamed “I hate all of this”.

Sangyeon lets out a soft groan before planting a chaste kiss to your temple, pulling away as soon as he kisses.

Both of you walked back down the aisle and once you were in the mansion, it took you less than a second to walk away from him and make your way straight to the bride’s makeup room.

Sangyeon didn’t bother to call for you as he too made his way to the common room, wanting to be as far away from you as possible. He hated every single minute of this. He never wanted this. But he was being forced to. And he doesn’t even know why.

When he heard from his parents that you accepted the arranged marriage, it baffled him.

You were both so adamant on rejecting this whole fiasco during that night of the dinner so what changed your mind?

That was a question he could never solve.

Days became weeks and you had moved into the new home that his parents and yours bought for Sangyeon and you to live in. It was a beautiful one story home that had 3 bedrooms, one study room, one living room and a backyard complete with a swimming pool. You were thankful for the home but you didn’t think it was necessary considering the state that you and Sangyeon were being put in.

Nevertheless, you didn’t want to disappoint the elders. Hence the reason why you moved in with Sangyeon without a single argument with your dad and in-laws.

Unfortunately, the fact that you two were now living under the same roof, it was quite expected of you to end up fighting over the smallest little things. If being within radius of each other on campus brought unnecessary snickers and curses to one another, living under the same roof only heightened those said things by 80%.

There wasn’t a day where you could walk around the house peacefully unless the other wasn't home.

It has been 8 weeks since you lived there with him. Despite the constant fights and heated arguments that the two of you often get into, none of it leads to the other doing unfaithful things behind each other’s back.

Before the marriage, it was quite clear that you weren’t in any sort of relationship with anyone nor were you the kind to sleep around with strangers you just met at a club or parties. Whereas, Sangyeon on the other hand was completely that, except he too was single. He tends to sleep around with girls he met at a party or the clubs he went to.

But never did he actually pursue any of his one night stands because he simply didn’t feel that way for them.

However, when he got married to you despite being against it, he made a promise to himself that he should not do all those things to you even if he doesn’t love you. Because he knows that it’s wrong and that he despises people who cheat on their partners.

For that, he told himself not to be that monster.

And he didn’t. Thankfully.

But that doesn’t mean he couldn’t storm out of the house after an argument just to get fresh air and be away from you at that very moment.

This goes both ways as sometimes, you would do the same if you couldn’t stand being in radius of him.

But tonight was different.

You were just washing the dishes when the front door opened to reveal a very drained Sangyeon who had just gotten back from the gym.

He strolled through down the hallway with his duffle bag strap resting on his right shoulder, the wet patches on his grey tank top sticking to his torso, black track shorts resting on his hips. His hair was slicked back from being drenched in sweat.

You spared him a quick glance over your shoulder before you turned back to the dirty dishes. Unfortunately for you, he caught you glancing just in time.

He walked past you to go to the fridge after putting his bag down on the floor, opening it and immediately grabbing the bottle of iced water sitting there patiently for him to take it. He downed half the bottle in less than 5 seconds, only to hear him let out a satisfied sigh right after.

You remained quiet as he looked at you for a moment, a small part of him wanted to ask you if you’ve eaten but a bigger part of him, more so his ego, was telling him to walk away.

For some reason, he decided to go with the former. Something he hasn’t been doing all these years.

“Had your dinner yet?” He asked, making you turn off the tap after setting down the clean dish onto the rack above your head before turning to him with a slight confusion on your face.

“Mhm. You?”

“Not yet.” He said as he leaned his hip against the counter top.

“What do you feel like eating?” You asked, wiping your hands dry with the towel hanging off the hook on the wall.

“I kind of have the feel for kimchi fried rice… I’ll just make do with what is there in the fridge. No worries.” Sangyeon said with a soft smile on his face before he left to take a long shower. Something he always did when he had a lot going on in his mind.

The minute he left, you stared at his descending back for a minute before turning back with a confused frown on your face.

Sangyeon was in the shower for almost 20 minutes. Taking a warm bath to calm his tensed muscles due to the intense workout he did with Juyeon and Hyunjae earlier. After his stress relieving bath, Sangyeon changed into a pair of sweatpants and his oversized shirt he normally uses to sleep.

He towel dried his hair, leaving it in an utter mess on his head with no care whatsoever.

He simply brushed through his wet locks with his fingers haphazardly before leaving his bedroom toilet. Sangyeon and you weren’t sharing bedrooms. It was just a mutual agreement right from the first night together.

You took the master bedroom in this house while he took the second bedroom.

Sangyeon was just walking down the hall, scratching the back of his head randomly when he caught a strong whiff of something delicious filling his nostrils.

“What the?” He whispered to himself as he cautiously made his way closer to the end of the hall. The minute he made a right turn, that’s when he saw you scooping out the contents of the pan into a clean plate. To his surprise, it was the exact dish he told you he was planning to cook earlier.

He finally stepped out of the shadows, only to startle you.

You flinched but that was it.

“Hey… I figured you’d be too tired to cook so I made it for you. Just leave the plate in the sink after you’re done. I’ll wash it later.” You pressed your lips into a small little smile before placing the dish on the kitchen island together with a spoon.

Right when you were about to leave the kitchen, his voice stopped you from walking any further only to hear him whisper a soft “thank you” to you.

You gave him a nod and soon left.

Sangyeon stares at your descending back before you disappear from his trail of sight, only to then tilt his head in amusement at your sudden kind act. For some reason, he found himself smiling as he took a mouthful of your delicious fried rice.

Another 3 weeks went by and you had just gotten back from your night study session with Lisa and Jennie, only to find Sangyeon slumped on the couch. He had his face buried in his hands as he looked like he hadn’t slept for days.

You frowned as you locked the door and soon went over to stand behind the long couch, diagonally from the couch he was sitting at.

“Rough day?” You asked quietly, but all you got was silence so you tried again.

“Have you eaten?”

Silence.

“Do you want anything to eat?”

Silence.

“Sangyeon, even if you hate me, at least say yes or no so I can-” And that’s when he bursts.

“Shut the fuck up!” Sangyeon yelled as he glared at you. His nostrils flared upon every heavy breath he took. You were stunned by his harsh tone, clearly not wanting any argument when you first asked the question.

“Excuse me?” You asked with a tone that was pretty obvious to anyone that you were clearly offended by his words.

“Didn’t you hear me?! I said shut the fuck up!” Sangyeon stood tall, his face red as you could only imagine he was stressed about something. A scoff left your lips, feeling the anger seeping through your skin with every word he said to you.

“Why? Why do you want me to shut the fuck up so badly?!” You asked as you stared at him with mixed emotions.

“God, you’re so fucking annoying!” Sangyeon growled as he began to storm off but you stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

“Answer my fucking question, Lee Sangyeon! I was just being nice and caring about your well being and all I got was to shut up? You’re a fucking asshole you know that?” You said, your words filled with venom as he gritted his teeth, jaw clenching tight.

“Who taught you to be such a brat? Your mother?” Sangyeon accidentally blurted that out of sheer anger. Your grip around his wrist left and the next thing he knew, your eyes were glossy from the tears threatening to fall.

“Don’t bring my mother into this.” You warned but he was still fuming with anger.

“Why? Why can’t I?! She’s the only reason why we’re in this stupid marriage anyway!”

You didn’t know what ran through your mind but the minute those words left his mouth, you couldn’t help but swing your hand onto his cheek. This shocked him to a certain extent as he simply glared at you but never did anything to hurt you physically.

“Do you know why I accepted the marriage proposal? Do you wanna know why I decided to walk down that fucking aisle and have myself being called as your official wife?! Well here’s the reason why. I promised my mom I would.” You paused as he remained quiet. You could almost see the cogs turning in his brain as though trying to process your words.

“My mom died wanting me to marry you. She told me she wanted to see me walk down the aisle one day and into your arms. Until now, I don’t understand why she specifically wants it to be you, but that’s what she wanted. So I promised her that she would be there for when that day comes. But she left me before she could even witness that for herself. She left before I could even say goodbye. It broke me. It fucking broke me Sangyeon! That’s why I chose to accept the proposal even when…”

You stopped for a moment, not realizing that you had been crying until you tasted salty tears on your lips.

“...even when I didn’t love you. I did it because I made a promise to her. I don’t want to let her down, Sangyeon.... I never wanted any of this to happen. And I know you feel the same so I’m sorry.” Those were the last things you said to him before going to your bedroom and locking yourself in there.

Sangyeon was left standing there, feeling completely shitty with what he said to you earlier. He never meant to hurt your feelings. He should’ve known better not to mention your mom but he only said that out of pure anger.

He knows it’s his fault but his ego was too high for him to simply give in to his mistake.

He was about to just brush this off when he heard the door click and soon, you were seen leaving your bedroom with a cross body purse on you. You didn’t give him the chance to speak as you just left the house with a soft slam of your front door. He watched as you took your white mini cooper and drove out of the driveway.

“Sweetie, why don’t you want to accept the proposal?” Your mother asked weakly as you sat on the chair beside her hospital bed.

“Mom, you know I don’t love him. We’ve been fighting since we were kids. I don’t see why I should marry someone who I don’t love.”

“Oh sweetie, you can only learn to love by loving.”

“Mom, that’s just fairy tale talk.”

“Do you wanna know something?” She asked as you stared at her quietly while you caressed the back of her hand with your thumbs as he took this silence to continue.

“Your father and I weren’t on good terms too when we first met each other. We always fought in high school and it went on for quite a while until Mrs Lee set me up on this blind date and it was with your father. At first we found it ridiculous, but after that first date, I realized that maybe your father wasn’t as bad as I thought. And so, we started to slowly understand the process of loving someone and soon enough, we fell in love. Love doesn’t always come to you directly. Sometimes, you need to find it yourself.”

She paused, studying your facial expressions carefully to make sure you weren’t angry or about to burst at her for the next thing she was planning to say.

“Can you promise me something sweetie?”

“Anything… Anything at all mom.” You said with a glint of hope in your eyes.

“Can you promise me that you’ll marry Mrs Lee’s son? I don’t care when. Just… as long as it’s him. Even if I’m not around anymore...”

“Mom-”

“Please? For me?”

Your heart broke hearing her pleading voice. You don’t understand why she was so persistent in you marrying him but for now, you couldn’t bear to say no. You couldn’t bear to break her heart. So, with a heavy heart, you chose your mother’s happiness before yours.

“Okay mom… I promise. But you have to promise me too that you’ll be fine and that you’ll come back to me and dad, okay?”

“I promise, sweetheart. I love you so much.” She said.

“I love you too mom.”

That night when you came back to your old house, your dad greeted you at the door with a shocked look on his face. He asked you why you were there at such a late time so you explained to him that you got into a big fight with Sangyeon and that you wanted to stay there for the next few days. Of course your father was happy that he would finally have someone in the house with him, but he was also worried that Sangyeon would be concerned over you.

You told him not to tell Sangyeon anything and that you wanted time away from him for now, in which your dad just nodded understandingly. The next few days, you spent your days diligently avoiding Sangyeon as much as you can despite being in the same campus. Lucky for you, he had very different schedules than you.

Which means, better chance for you to avoid him and not accidentally bump into him on campus grounds. And so far, your plan is working.

It’s been at least 3 weeks since you last went home to your shared place with him and you were starting to run low on your clothing supply back at your old house. Which means, you probably had no choice but to go back there now.

In all honesty, you weren’t mad at him anymore.

You were just too stubborn to face him after that argument. But it looks like you have no other choice now.

Hence, the reason why you were currently standing outside your doorstep at 8pm, noticing the vehicles parked outside your gates. By the looks of it, those probably belonged to his friends. And you were right. Because the minute you unlocked the door, you were immediately greeted by the chattering and laughter coming from the living room.

You walked in further, carefully after taking off your shoes and placing them in the shoe rack. Right when you had just made it by the end of the hallway and the living room was in full view, that’s where you saw the 6 figures scattered around the room.

The TV was playing a movie while the coffee table was filled with boxes of pizzas and other snacks for them to munch on.

Before you could speak up, two of them noticed your presence, making the blonde haired one to say hi, “Oh, hi Y/N.”

With that, the rest of them finally turned around upon hearing their friend greet you. Sangyeon, who was standing right in front of the TV, checking the cables, whipped his head around only to lock eyes with you. He froze in his spot, unsure if this was real considering you’ve been avoiding him like a plague the past 3 weeks.

“Y/N…” Was the only thing he managed to whisper under his breath as you awkwardly chuckled, hoping you didn’t create an unsettling atmosphere for them.

“Hey…” You whispered as he carefully made his way to you. The moment he was standing right in front of you, neither of you spoke. Both of you are afraid of saying the wrong thing which could potentially lead to another argument. But Sangyeon was smart enough to know not to make unnecessary comments to you after what happened the last time. So instead, he opted for an apology.

“Listen, about that night… I- I’m really sorry… I didn’t... I didn’t know.”

You could only give him a small smile that he could clearly see was weak and almost drained as you spoke up, “It’s okay. Anyways… I think I’m gonna rest.”

He simply nodded, resisting the urge to pull you into a hug and tell you how sorry he was for treating you like crap all these while. These past 3 weeks have made him realise that he wasn’t the nicest of people to you, that he said a lot of things that had definitely hurt you in the past, that he has been nothing but mean to you.

Upon hearing your bedroom door close, Sangyeon lets out a defeated sigh before walking back to his friends who then asked him if everything was okay. After he told them that everything was indeed okay, he plopped back down on the couch but it seemed to worry his friends seeing how sad Sangyeon looked at the moment.

Whenever he was with them, he has always been the goofy, savage, often picking on the others to get a reaction out of them, kind of guy. They’ve never properly seen this softer side of him.

It’s been nearly an hour since you came home and yet, he hasn’t caught a single glimpse of you anywhere. He got worried for you, not knowing whether you’ve eaten or not. So he decided to check on you. He got up from the ground to excuse himself, telling them to just continue what they were doing.

When he arrived at your supposedly shared bedroom, he found you seated on the window couch just staring into the night sky. However, before he could even knock on the door and push it wider, he heard soft sobs from you that gradually grew louder. He stayed by the door and unintentionally listened to your whispers.

“I miss you mum… I’m sorry if I couldn’t live up to my promise just like you wanted me to. I know I’m not the best wife to him, but I’m trying… I’m trying… for you. I wish you were still here beside me. To guide me on how to be a good wife. To love someone without feeling trapped. To love someone the way you and dad loves me. I’m so sorry mum… I’m so truly sorry…”

Sangyeon’s heart shattered into a million pieces for you. That’s when he realized that his feelings for you had changed. That all he wanted to do right at this very moment was to protect you. You were broken, fragile and yet, he’s been treating you horribly all these while.

He couldn’t take it any longer. With that being said, he carefully and quietly made his way to you. Not making a sound as you had your head buried in your knees, cries getting louder the closer he came to you. However, when you felt his soft hands caress the sides of your arms, you looked up. Your eyes glistened under the moonlight, your cheeks soaked with your freshly falling tears.

At that moment, you looked so vulnerable.

So when he pulled you into his embrace, you easily let him. Burying your face into his chest as he gently rubs circles onto your back, caressing your head comfortingly.

After a few seconds of silence, you finally whispered against his chest. Just loud enough for him to hear, but soft enough that nobody standing outside the door could hear.

“I miss her Sangyeon…”

Sangyeon wasn’t sure how to respond to your confession but he tried as best as he could to make you feel better.

“And I know that she misses you too. But it’s okay, she will always be with you. You’ll be okay… I promise.” He whispered and almost immediately, you pulled back as he frowned in confusion.

“You shouldn’t promise me anything…” You said, your tears slowly getting lesser and lesser by the minute.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because the last time someone made me a promise, they promised me that they’ll be okay and that they’ll never leave me… And yet she did...” Your voice hushed. He could tell that that was your trauma. Making promises.

He felt a tear threatening to roll down his cheek but he managed to hold back. Sangyeon softly reached up to cup your face and caress your cheeks with both thumbs before he spoke up, “I’m sorry she did. I’m sorry that promise got broken. But it’s not her fault. You know it wasn’t. So let me make a promise to you now and this time, it won’t be broken.”

With that being said, you cried even harder as he just pulled you against his chest almost cradling you like a child. After almost 20 minutes in the room, he finally let go of your fragile figure and asked if you wanted to eat.

You told him you weren’t hungry and that you just wanted to rest. Sangyeon nodded, bringing you to the bed as he carefully tucked you in to make you cosy. He was about to leave you alone when you grabbed his wrists. Sangyeon turned around with such a soft gaze on you, it nearly melted you.

“Where are you going?” You asked with a soft voice, almost shy. Sangyeon found it so endearing that he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

“I’m gonna go back to the boys and maybe call it a night early.” He smiled, to which you felt his other hand come to wrap its fingers around your extended wrist, gently pulling it away before caressing the back of your wrist with his thumb.

“Can you come back after… please?” You whispered as you saw him smile again before putting your hand down on the mattress softly.

“I will.”

Soon enough, Sangyeon left you in the room to rest for a bit while he went back to his friends and relayed the message to them. Thankfully, the boys were very understanding. They told Sangyeon to send their well wishes to you in which he definitely would. After they left, Sangyeon went ahead and cleared the leftover trash.

Silently thanking the boys for cleaning most of the mess up before he even came back into the living room. He was almost done cleaning, not forgetting to brush his teeth before going back to your room only to find you already asleep with your back facing the door.

Sangyeon couldn’t help but smile as he closed the door behind him and soon made his way quietly to the other side of the room.

He carefully pulled the duvet up, climbing into bed after putting the duvet back down.

He very gently lifted your head up to let his right arm slide under your neck as a pillow, proceeding to pull your body closer against his chest. Once you were both in a comfortable position, he gently wrapped his other hand around your waist. Caressing your side in a comforting manner.

“Goodnight Y/N.” He whispered as he soon drifted off into slumber.

Ever since then, both of you had stopped the constant arguments. You weren’t always annoyed by every little thing the other did. In school, when you’d accidentally bump into one another, either one would smile and acknowledge the other. Some people who witnessed this, found it strange but your close friends didn’t.

It’s been a good 4 months since you’d reconciled with Sangyeon. Though there were disagreements at times, those arguments would however, be resolved as quickly as it came.

But one thing’s for sure, is that during the past 4 months, you and Sangyeon had slowly found yourselves falling for each other. Neither of you said it out loud, but apparently those around you could visibly tell. Especially your friends.

It was a Thursday afternoon, you and the girls were just walking to the lunch hall when Lisa spotted Sangyeon and his friends just walking down the main building. It seems like they were heading towards the lunch hall as well. With that being said, Lisa called out to Sangyeon’s name, causing him and the rest to turn.

The minute Sangyeon’s eyes locked on Lisa’s and then on you, his gaze softened as you saw the corner of his lips curving upwards into a cute smirk.

They stopped walking to let you girls catch up and once you did, Lisa immediately went to Juyeon and began talking to him casually. The other girls went to walk with the rest while you came to a quick stop beside Sangyeon before you continued walking with the others ahead of you.

“How was class?” He asked, his arm accidentally brushing against yours as you walked further down the building.

“Horrible. Can you believe he wants us to submit 10 codes by the end of this week? I swear that man wants me dead.” You groaned in annoyance, only to hear him chuckle. But what he said next, caught you by surprise.

“But I don’t want you dead.”

With that, you turned to him as a small smile appeared on your face despite the frown you had. Both of you walked in silence, just basking in the conversations of your friends when you felt a soft tickling feeling on your fingers.

You glanced down to see that his hand was playfully brushing against your fingers, making you look up to catch him already staring at you.

Sangyeon smiled at you innocently, not sure if he wanted to say anything else until he felt you slide your hand into his, lacing your fingers with his easily. Now it was his turn to look down and then back up at you. All he did was chuckle, a sound you could definitely get used to.

A week passed and it was finally the weekend. You and Sangyeon didn’t have anything planned for the day.

Or at least you thought.

You were just lounging on the couch on a beautiful Saturday evening when Sangyeon came over to plop down beside you with a cheeky smile on his face.

“You’re oddly happy? What’s going on?” You asked with a raise of your eyebrow.

“I have a surprise for you but you have to go get ready okay?”

“Get ready? It’s already 7 o’clock. Where can we go?” You asked but all you got was a soft whine from him telling you to just do it. You opted to listen as he reminded you to wear prettily. You weren’t sure where you were going so you didn’t want to either overdress or underdress.

So you opted for simple denim skinny jeans, a baby blue sleeveless top, a white long knit cardigan and a pair of beige chunky heeled sandals.

When you left your shared bedroom to go to the living room, you were surprised to see him dressed handsomely in his black skinny jeans, a white button down shirt with the first few buttons undone, along with a navy blue bomber jacket. You saw him look at your outfit from head to toe, only for him to smirk playfully at you.

“Damn, who knew my wife could look this beautiful?” Sangyeon teased, making you giggle.

“Sangyeon, I literally wear jeans everyday.”

“Exactly.”

When you realized what he was trying to say, you soon found yourself blushing as you walked over to him and gently slapped his chest with your hand. Urging him to go before you slapped that cute smirk off his face.

Sangyeon couldn’t help but laugh but nonetheless left the house in his matte black Bentley. You watched as he drove down the street, bringing you to a part of the city where you don’t remember going to before in your life. The car ride was filled with jokes and laughter coming from both of you. He distracted you too much to the point where you didn’t even notice you were already at the location he wanted to bring you.

You looked out the window and that’s when you realize, “Is this an outdoor cinema?” You gasped when you saw the open field with a large screen at the centre, along with the endless rows of couples seated on their own blankets with snacks and drinks of their preferences.

“Sangyeon… This is…” You were speechless and he could see.

He chuckled as he just stared at you with such endearment in his eyes. Some people would just call it love.

“It’s wonderful.” You finally got to finish your sentence, turning to him with a smile.

“I’m glad you think so. Now let’s go! The movie’s about to start.”

Two hours had passed and you were now a few minutes in of the second movie. You noticed some couples were starting to get comfortable on their blankets. You were starting to get tired just sitting up straight and Sangyeon noticed your subtle shifts, desperate to find a comfortable sitting position.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked quietly.

“Yeah. I’m okay, just a little tired from sitting up.” You explained with a bashful little smile. Just then, Sangyeon thought of an idea that was completely beyond your imagination.

Hence, when he patted the space in between his legs, you glanced down and then back at him who was seen smiling softly to you. None of it was making you feel creeped out. In fact, you felt safe and that you could trust him. After all, he was your husband anyways. Of course you trust him.

“Come here.” He said as he stared at you calmly. He wasn’t sure if you were entirely up for this but before he could take his words back, that’s when he saw you carefully crawling towards the space he patted earlier.

Once you were seated in front of him, Sangyeon scooted forward a little before he slid his arms around your waist.

He soon pulled you against his chest, before he whispered in your ear, “Comfortable?”

You turned your head to look at him but instead got slightly flustered by the close proximity that led you to feeling his lips accidentally brush against your own. You got quiet for a moment, praying that he didn’t hear the way your heart was pounding against your chest.

You couldn’t trust your voice so you opted for a soft hum to answer his question. The next few minutes, you found yourself getting more and more comfortable in his arms, putting your hands on top of his forearms as you unconsciously caressed his skin in a calming manner. All the while, Sangyeon was behind you, completely distracted from the movie in front of him.

Instead, his mind was fuzzy with how close you were to him at that very moment. This was something he never thought would happen back when he was still young.

But now that he was here with you, just cuddling at an outdoor movie theatre, he couldn’t help but want more of this. Sangyeon found himself smiling as he couldn’t help but give your sides a gentle squeeze, telling you that he was there with you and that he would never leave you.

Thankfully, you got the silent message.

Because right after he did that, you turned your head to look at him. His eyes held the galaxy. You found yourself getting lost in his eyes.

Both of you were silent but it wasn’t awkward. You didn’t know what came over you but a sense of confidence washes over you. With that being said, you carefully leaned forward to close the gap and soon pressed your lips on his.

To say he was taken aback slightly, is definitely an understatement.

But it took him less than 3 seconds to finally move his lips against yours in a smooth rhythm. You brought your right hand up to gently cup his face as you kissed him.

Sangyeon tightens his hold on you, pulling away from the kiss only to look into your eyes with such adoration. He wasn’t sure if now was the right time to express his feelings for you, but he thought, what was there to lose. So with that thinking, Sangyeon took a small breath before he uttered the 3 words he never thought he’d say to you but he did. And every single word he said at that moment, was as sincere as ever.

“I love you.”

You couldn’t help but smile softly at him before you kissed him again in a longing kiss before pulling away and replying to him with the exact emotions you felt for him genuinely.

“I love you too, Sangyeon.”

~~~

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Hope is a Heartache

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky are a series of missed opportunities, but will that stop you both from being happy?

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, sexual situations, swearing, angst, LOTS of angst, fluff

A/N: I’m not sure when I became the kween of angst, but here we are. I think if I wrote smut, I’d die so maybe someday I’ll try that. For now here we are.

Written listening to: Hope is a Heartache by LEON

“How would I ever tell her that? What, that I think she’s the most stunning, hilarious, powerful, brave, most amazing woman I’ve ever met? She’d freak out, I’m like her best friend on the team, Steve.”

“I don’t know pal, but I can’t keep looking at you like this. Every time she walks by you stop breathing.”

Bucky never felt so sick to his stomach as he did when he thought about you and whatshisface. You had been on the team about as long as he had. You were both “freshmen” as Sam loved to joke, together. At first, you annoyed the shit out of him. Always going on about how he needed to try harder at this or move faster at that. Buck always confided in Steve about how much you pissed him off until finally one day Steve snapped. “DUDE. YOU. LOVE. Y/N. If you won’t admit it to me, at least admit it to yourself.”

Bucky remembers telling him exactly where he can shove it before stomping out of the Captain’s office to the gym. He had walked in on you taking some sort of frustration out on a punching bag. You didn’t hear him come in, so he stood in the shadow of the doorway and watched you. You stopped after a few moments to rip your gloves off, fix your ponytail, huff out a swear or four and decide to start punching again sans gloves.

Bucky knew in that instant he didn’t want a different partner on missions. He didn’t want you to want to go on morning runs with anyone else. He didn’t want to trust anyone else besides you.

You remember that day too. You were pissed at him, convinced he was trying to make you look bad because in Steve’s eyes, he could do no wrong. So who cares right? Oh you just wanted to hit him. That’s why you had elected to not place your boxing gloves back on and instead just rely on the tape wrapping your knuckles to not break your skin open.

You heard something behind you, and when you spun around you saw him watching you. At first, this wasn’t startling, the asshole had a serious staring problem, but he wasn’t mad. He was just watching you move. Nothing about his demeanor was menacing like it usually was. It was like Frosty had melted and standing before you was this man.

You decided then that you didn’t anyone else sparing with you in the gym, you didn’t want anyone else giving you a hard time because you couldn’t chug a beer as fast as Thor, and you didn’t want him to want anyone else as his partner.

It was like something clicked into place that day, a thread between the two of you pulled taught. You couldn’t place the feeling, you never had it before.

“Earth to Bucky. *white noise* Paging James Buchanan Barnes *white noise* Will the tin man please join us in this debriefing-“ Bucky finally recognized Sam was talking to him.

“Sorry, what?” Buck knew he was red in the face, but honestly didn’t care. Not after the sleepless night he had after witnessing you kiss your new boyfriend goodnight.

“We were discussing Wednesday’s mission, Bucky. You good?” Steve had a concerned look on his face for his best friend.

You were staring right back at Bucky as he sternly answered “I’m fine. Couldn’t sleep last night. Kept having a nightmare about some prick invading my space.”

The team exchanged glances, but that just confirmed to you that he did see you kiss Nick. You thought you heard someone shuffling inside quickly after giving your new boyfriend a lingering kiss goodnight. What was his fucking problem?

“I hate it when that happens. Maybe you should just try minding your own business in real life, then you wouldn’t have nightmares about it at night.” You shot back not breaking eye contact.

Bucky stood and left. The team knew better than to try and reason with a pissed off super soldier, so they let him leave the meeting early.

You practically ran out of the meeting as soon as it was concluded.

“What the fuck was that about?” Nat asked as she was following you uninvited into your room. Besides Bucky, she was your closest friend. Your closest friend, and your nosiest friend.

“Bucky saw me kissing Nick last night and took that as a signed permission slip to act like a fucking asshole, I don’t know. He never likes any of the guys I bring around. Honestly, that’s probably why they don’t last.” You really liked Nick, and you weren’t going to let Bucky scare this one off. Which would be a feat, seeing as your best friend was the former Winter Soldier.

“Y/N, do you think he ‘scares’ all of them off because he wishes he was them?” Nat looked at you without giving away too much of her thought process.

“What, like he wants to be my boyfriend? Come ON Nat, this is Bucky. It’s BUCKY. Even if he did have feelings for me, he’d never tell me. Because he’s BUCKY.” You weren’t sure why you were secretly hoping she argued with you about that. You always liked Bucky. But you were a professional, those feelings got pushed down a long, long time ago.

“I don’t know, Steve said-“

“OH. So now Bucky and I are the topic of your pillow talk, Nat? Great! Look, just because it worked out for you and Steve that way doesn’t mean it’ll work out for me and Buck like that.” You shot back.

“WOAH. I was going to say that Steve said he had been off lately, it probably doesn’t have anything to do with you, Y/N.”

“Oh, well, I mean, I knew that. Whatever, okay?” You stumbled. “It’s not going to happen. I’m with Nick and I’m happy for once. Whatever his issue is, he can talk to his therapist about it, I’m done being that too.”

One year later

“Y/N. Hi. Uh, I didn’t know you were going to be here,” Bucky stammers to you as he’s holding the hand of some innocent enough looking blonde.

“You mean in my own kitchen? Funny how that works out. I was just leaving.” You say to him. The thought crosses your mind to introduce yourself to his new play-thing, but that will just make it seem so much more permanent. You hope your self-dismissal makes her feel awkward enough to leave but you know that won’t happen.

After the disaster that was your relationship with Nick ended after 9 months, you swore off men, including Bucky. He had eventually apologized for his behavior during that debriefing and things seemed to go back to normal. You now realize “normal” is just your funny way of saying “compartmentalizing.” Things were okay between you two because you never talked about Nick and he never asked.

After it ended between you two, he didn’t even ask. You chucked it up to him giving you your space. But that was a few months ago, and now you see why he wasn’t asking you about it.

“Night, Y/N.” Bucky calls after you.

“At least one of us seems like we’ll have a goodnight,” you yell back at him as you retreat into the hallway.

You think you hear him mumble something to his date and then you hear footsteps behind you, so you slow your pace a bit.

“What’s your fucking problem? Amanda doesn’t deserve your wrath the first time she comes over.” Bucky hush yells at you.

“The first time?! Buck, our rooms are right next to each other or did you forget that?” You actually yell at him.

“Oh trust me, how could I forget? With all the sex you had for 9 fucking months straight, the sound of you moaning is literally engrained into my mind forever and you KNOW how hard that is to do.” Bucky is screaming at you now.

“FUCK YOU JAMES.” You yell as you turn and walk towards the stairs.

“DON’T FUCKING CALL ME THAT,” he screams.

Good. Now no sex for him.

You wait until you get to the stairwell to let loose the tears threatening to spill over. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning the fight. You two had fought so many times in your friendship. The other Avengers knew to just leave two be when you got into these kind of moods.

You and Nick didn’t work out for a lot of reasons, but the biggest one was your relationship with Bucky. He was so protective over you, and a few months ago when that stopped you realized you didn’t miss his protection, you missed how he looked at you. You missed the possibility that there was something there between the two of you. It was clear he had given up, and you hated that. He felt cold and distant. Shortly after that, Nick stopped coming around and you didn’t care.

Just as you sit down to let yourself unleash in between the second and third floors, you hear the first story doors open. You go completely quiet as to not want to alert anyone you were sitting on the stairs crying like a teenager experiencing their first heartbreak.

You think you hear whimpering or what could be shushed crying. You lean over the railing to look down at who it is. Sitting there with his head in his hands is Bucky. You don’t make a noise.

“Fucking collect yourself Barnes, she’s just being a bitch. Deal with her tomorrow.”

You didn’t realize you had that much of an impact on him, you only wanted to ruin his desire to have sex with her.

Satisfied and feeling slightly guilty, you walk back to your room for the night, not caring if he hears you.

Two months later

“Is this seat taken?” You turn to the side and look up to see Bucky looking down at you sheepishly.

“Where’s your hot date? I saved two seats for you and Amanda,” you say back to Bucky, genuinely interested in where his date was. After that awful night, you decided to put forth an effort to make things better with him. No one is kidding themselves that when you have personal stuff going on behind the scenes of work partners, it makes work in the field that much harder.

“Uh, she’s not going to make it,” he says with sad eyes.

“Oh, is she okay?”

“Uh yeah, we’re just not. We broke up this morning. Thanks for saving two seats though, that was nice of you Y/N.” Bucky sits down next to you and you wrap an arm around the back of his chair.

“I’m sorry Buck, I really did like her. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I am now,” he looks at you with a slight smile to his face. You hold his gaze for a few seconds longer than normal before ruffling his hair as the DJ comes over the music.

“Ladiesssss and gentlemeeennnn please welcome to the stage…”

“I can’t believe Sam dragged us all to a strip club for his birthday,” you whisper in Bucky’s ear as the music gets louder.

“I know, look at Steve I think he’s about to have a stroke.” You and Bucky share a laugh and for a second, it’s like you’re back in your early days on the team when it seemed like all you two had was each other.

Once the girls found out the Avengers were in their midst, it was game over. If Sam’s goal was to black out tonight, he accomplished that almost immediately. Liquor was free, dances were free, and unsurprisingly the team was having an amazing time. Besides the waitresses and a few dancers, no one came into your circle, and it ended up being a really fun night. You and Bucky were having so much fun, you couldn’t remember the last time you laughed as hard as you were.

You even noticed Bucky turning down a dance or two, redirecting the girl’s attention to Thor, or the much more enthused, Sam. You expected a newly single Buck to want the attention, but he was not having it.

As the night went on, you caught Bucky staring at you, and more and more you held his stare with a curve to your lips that was reserved just for him.

“Coincidentally” the strip club was next to Sam’s favorite bar. The team decided that was the logical next destination, but you were exhausted and it must’ve been showing on your face.

“Hey doll, why don’t you say we Irish exist these assholes and head home? I’m exhausted.”

“Fuck. Yes. PLEASE let’s go!” You exclaimed as if Bucky was reading your mind. You didn’t want to be the one to suggest it, but you were so happy he did.

You both stand in line with the team but disappear behind everyone as they all head in. Bucky throws an arm around your shoulders as you walk down the street.

“You know, I’m kind of glad it’s just us the rest of the night, that was too much togetherness for me,” Bucky says. You’re blushing and you know he means he’s happy to have a friend, but you find your stomach buzzing with the hope he means something else.

“Same here,” you laugh, “what do you want to do? Grab a cab and head home? Movie? Are you spent?”

“For you? Not at all.” He’s got that dumb grin on your face that makes you want to either kiss him or smack him so he stops distracting you.

“What’re you staring at sweetheart?” You realize it’s getting harder to hide your emotions. He just broke up with Amanda, and maybe it’s the alcohol or the atmosphere, but you can’t stop the word vomit.

You stop him on the sidewalk under the streetlight. There’s no one really out on this street.

“Are we ever going to get it right?” Ope, there it is.

“Get what right?” Bucky is looking at you confused and you’re hoping you can somehow telepathically tell him you mean the two of you. Together. Finally.

“Us.”

Bucky just keeps staring at you like he did that day at the gym. Neither of you say anything, he’s got a hand on your upper arm, resting there.

The regret starts to set in. Things were just getting back to a good place between the two of you, and you just ruined it.

“You know, Amanda and I didn’t work out for a few reasons, but the main one being... ugh, shit, the main reason is that she isn’t you, Y/N.” Bucky just spoke the words you’ve wanted to hear the most but it doesn’t register at first.

He must see that either on your face or through your lack of response. You feel him pulling you in, and right before he moves his lips over yours, it hits you like a train. You love him. Your stubborn, angry, beautiful, amazing Bucky.

You kiss him back with an intensity you didn’t know was in you. You break the kiss and start giggling against his mouth.

“What! I’m not that bad of a kisser!” He’s laughing now with you.

“Sorry, sorry, I just can’t believe this is finally happening. And on a secluded street, under a street lamp. Write a romance novel already, Barnes.”

Your lips to God’s ears, a group of people start walking your way. Bucky looks around and pulls you into a small walkway between two apartment buildings.

“Come here, I wasn’t done with you.” He’s kissing you up against the brick wall like a man starved and you don’t care if anyone sees you, you’ve never felt this happy in your life.

“Let’s just do this, you and me. I’m sick of pretending like you aren’t my person,” you say against his lips.

“Y/N, I want nothing else, ever.”

#bucky barnes #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x reader #marvel fanfiction #bucky angst

[solarwonux]

69.  “So, you want to what?”

87.  “That guy was checking you out. Should we tell him to join us later?”

camboy!wonwoo x camgirl!reader

w.c: 1.5k

genre: angst, suggestive 

warnings: suggestive language, talks of a possible threesome, hint at fwb

note: so I know this is not what you probably had in mind, but I’m also thinking about making this into a full on fic and didn’t want to give all the good stuff away lol. I hope you like it though. lmk your thoughts please, thank you <3

Masterlist || Prompts

“So you want to what?” 

Wonwoo smirks. Your fork in between your fingers hanging by a thread as you blink rapidly, trying to wrap your head around Wonwoo’s words. He sat there smugly, arms crossed, tongue poking his cheek, amused that he had finally caught you off guard.

 Pay back was a bitch and although he knew he was going to pay for his consequences soon he was going to indulge in this moment. 

“What do you say?” He rests his elbow on top of the table, eyeing you through the top of his round glasses. “I for one think it’s the greatest idea I’ve ever had.” He shrugs, his cockiness spewing out behind every single word that leaves his mouth. 

He was fucking insane. 

You shake your head. An attempt to regain your calm and collected self. “I thought we already agreed on what we’ll be doing.” You place your fork down on top of the quilted paper napkin. Appetite gone. Well not entirely gone, you were starting to crave other things, things that wouldn’t be appropriate to share out in public. 

Every Wednesday night at ten on the dot. You and Wonwoo would go live. Just something the two of you did as friends to gain a little extra cash in order to get through graduate school debt free. It started out as something innocent, never getting entirely naked, never touching one another. Simply getting off together in front of the camera. It was fun, it didn’t mean anything, it still didn’t mean anything. But things had escalated after gaining a bit of a following. Instead of getting off to one another and remaining still somewhat clothed. Dirty words, heated touches and desperate kisses were shared. 

The money was good. Almost too good to let go. So you kept doing it and with the added bonus that no one knew who the two of you were, except your close friends - you had accidentally spilled the beans to them one drunken night at a baby shower - no one knew. Your identities were kept a secret, never showing more than your lips so you kept going. 

At some point it became mundane. It wasn’t something you wanted to do anymore, more like something you needed to do. The two of you were close to finishing your degrees, all you needed to do was to hold it out for a little while. But Wonwoo had noticed that you started faking your orgasms, getting off on camera for random teenagers or grown ass married men, wasn’t doing it for you anymore. That’s why you were here, at the diner a couple of blocks from his place. To discuss possible ideas, a new direction if you will. He cared about you and because the two of you were quite literally in it together, he wanted to know what you wanted. What you needed to help you get to that sweet high the two of you enjoyed so much.

“Well you see...that guy over there was checking you out.” He pauses and discreetly points to the bar. You raise an eyebrow at him and turn your head to the side. Your eyes meet two pretty brown eyes behind the colorful bar. He stops cleaning the counter top, smirks, throws the rag over his shoulder, pushes himself away from the bar and walks towards a family of four that were arguing over blueberry and chocolate chip pancakes. 

You scoff and look at Wonwoo, a smug smile still painted across his face. “Soonyoung?” You ask in disbelief. Soonyoung was the cute worker that worked every Tuesday and Thursday at the diner. And one of the TA’s in the music department, he too was trying to get through graduate school debt free. Or so you were told by his coworker and the cute doe-eyed girl Wonwoo had a huge crush on. Which is why you had made it your meeting place in the first place. 

It was perfect. You talk to Wonwoo about possibly pegging him - he still hasn’t caved - while ogling over the waiter behind the bar. While also trying to be Wonwoo’s wingwoman. A fool proof plan, that had really gotten the two of you nowhere. Well maybe until now. 

Wonwoo waves a hand in front of you brushing you off.  “Yeah whatever but, should we ask him to join us later? A little birdie told me he gets off in thirty minutes.” He clicks his tongue and sits back again, crossing his arms in front of him. 

He was enjoying this way too much. 

You were slightly shaking, your pussy throbbing as you pictured the way Soonyoung’s hands would feel all over your body, while he and Wonwoo took turns touching your most intimate parts for an audience of strangers to see. In hindsight, it was a great idea, probably the best one Wonwoo has ever had, but the most you had ever said to Soonyoung was your order for M&M pancakes at two in the morning one Wednesday - Thursday -  after the show. 

He was covering for someone that night and you were extra sensitive and needy. You still remember the way his eyes lit up when the front door bell rang signaling your arrival. Eyes shifting into cute little half moons, as Wonwoo guided you towards your usual booth. Wonwoo had done most of the talking, figured out his work and school schedule as well as scoring his phone number and a promise to hang out soon. 

You on the other hand were terrified to even look up, responding in one worded answers when Wonwoo tried to include you into the conversation. But you wouldn’t budge, too busy wallowing in the soreness between your legs and the gnawing nerves erupting in the pit of your stomach. 

You groaned and pushed the plate of half eaten chicken tenders away from you. “I don’t know Wonwoo, what we do isn’t entirely socially acceptable. It took our friends an entire week to come around to the idea of us selling our bodies online. Soonyoung is cute, I like him but what if telling him ruins my chances with him.” You sigh running your fingers through your messy hair. 

This is another reason why you weren’t entirely in it anymore. After realizing that most guys weren’t too big on the whole fucking your best friend on camera for money thing, you cut off the possibility of ever dating until your final show. It was the main reason why you confided in Wonwoo about your crush on Soonyoung, why you cried in his arms as the exhaustion took over your body. 

It was ending soon. Just one more semester. Four more months. And you’d finally be able to live a life you wanted and without fear. “He doesn’t care. I mean he knows that I do it. I never told him that you also join me but he doesn’t care. Thinks it’s cool, so I figured he was our best bet.” Wonwoo puts a hand over your closed fist and holds it reassuringly. “We don’t have to tell him if you don’t want to but I want you to feel comfortable again, just until we finally end this once and for all.” He says sadly. 

Wonwoo enjoyed camming more than you did. Reveled in the idea that he was in the position all your viewers wanted to be in. But he too was getting bored. He wanted a future and he didn’t see one in camming. He was the one that had gotten upset at you when you first spoke to him about possibly ending once the two of you graduated. But the more he thought it over and took into consideration all your reasons, he agreed. 

Soonyoung’s co-worker was someone he had had feelings for since his undergraduate. They were friends but he hated that he had to hide this huge part of his life from her. So he figured once everything was done, he’d finally ask her out like he had been meaning to for years. 

“Are you sure?” You lift your head and rest your chin on top of his as he nods. You close your eyes, count to ten before opening them again. “Fine, we can talk to him, but I want to be the one to tell him and everything we plan on doing or usually do. I want to make sure he’s comfortable with everything before asking him to join our show next week. “

“Sounds like a plan.” Wonwoo extends his free hand out to you. You roll your eyes and give him a firm shake. A wordless agreement or contract. “Now chin up princess he gets off in five minutes and I told him I wanted to talk to him before you got here earlier.” He takes his hand back, a familiar mischievous glint burning brightly behind his eyes. 

“Sometimes I hate how calculated and organized you are.” You grab one of your fries from your forgotten plate and throw it in his direction. He dodges it, rolls his eyes and throws one back at you, hitting you square in the face. 

“Hey! If it wasn’t for me you’d be drowning in college debt. So you’re welcome.” 

“Shut up don’t remind me.”

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[writinggarbage007]

The Captain's Assistant

Chapter 1

Steve Rogers x dark! reader, Avengers x dark! Reader

Summary: After 3 years as Cap's assistant and being treated like nothing, you are captured by Hydra and everything changes.

Warnings: swearing, dark themes, abduction, torture, cannon level violence. 18+. If you are not comfortable with these themes don't read.

Will update warnings on each chapter.

Slight AU

You hated your job.

Taking the job of being Captain America's assistant had been a favor from your father's friend, Nick Fury. You had been downsized and couldn't find a job no matter how many resumes you sent. However, you didn't know at the time it would turn into being assistant to everyone but Tony Stark. Too bad, considering you actually liked him.

Leaving work on a Wednesday night at 9pm was typical. Then there was the call after midnight, Wanda and Natasha were drunk and needed a ride home. Haven't these people ever heard of Uber?

Dropping them off at the compound, leaving them with the nice security guard you got halfway home when a text went off. Pulling your piece of crap car to the side of the road you read;

Mr.MetalArm: I'm out of condoms. Can you bring some to my room? 1:14 am

*Eye roll*

You reply with "15 minutes"

Seriously? Driving back you smile at the gate guard, swipe your badge and share an eye roll with the security guard at the door and head to the supply room. Dropping the condoms off to the Winter Soldier as he stood in his boxers and a voice behind him whines "Hurry up, baby". You almost want to tell her he won't even remember her name the next day but you turn and leave. Not even a thank you from Weiner Soldier.

It's after 2 when you finally get home and all you want to do is sleep. Dropping off you wonder how you got here. Taking care of a whole team of Superheroes. Any time you tried to say no to helping the team your boss, Captain Asshole would say "I consider it a favor to me when you help them."

Of course those favors never got returned.

Thursday 5:06 am

Your text alert goes off and you groan. It's only been less than 3 hours since you got home and already they are at it again. Rolling out of bed you ignore the second text alert and make your way to the bathroom to pee. Taking your time, you linger longer than normal washing your hands, splashing cool water on your face.

Finally returning to your bedroom you snatch your phone off your dresser to read your messages.

Captain Asshole: I need you here by 6 to coordinate a mission briefing. 5:06am

Captain Asshole: Please confirm you got my text. 5:08 am

Rolling your eyes you respond with "on my way sir". You've been up for 10 minutes and the rage is already simmering.

Breezing through the front door of the compound, you take a deep breath and walk quickly to the big glass enclosed meeting room. Your arms are loaded down with boxes from the bakery in town. Silently you bless Lucy at the bakery for opening early for you and giving you the treats she had just finished. You owed her a big drink. Of course you ate one while driving to work but no one would count them.

After arranging the pastry and donuts on big trays you set about making coffee in the big urns in the kitchen. As if the smell had summoned him Hawkeye, Clint Barton stumbled into the room giving you an angelic smile when you just sighed and handed him a go cup without him ever speaking a word.

Moving the heavy urns you then grabbed the folder with the mission briefs and headed to the copy room. You didn't read them just assembled the reports into individual folders and laid them out on the table in front of the chairs. When that task was finished it was almost 8. You fussed with the placement of the trays, stacked the go cups, and checked for the creamer each Avenger used and the level of the sugar container.

The elevator dinged and out stepped Nat and Wanda. Both looked no worse for wear after their night out and you sighed. It just wasn't fair.

Next out of the elevator is Captain America, Steve Rogers. Or as you secretly called him Captain Asshole. His little boyfriend Bucky aka the Winter Soldier followed. You called him the Weiner Soldier because he seemed to have a new girl every three weeks like clockwork. How many of them had you had to go down and talk to when he was done with them.

Always sending you with the same excuse. "I just don't want to hurt their feelings."

Right because having your best friend's assistant break up with them for you is so much better. Two of them had to be removed from the property and a third now has a lifetime restraining order against her so she can't be within 100 feet of you. Why? Cause the bitch thought you were keeping her from her true love. The thought of Casey made you glare at Bucky.

No one noticed, as they were all assembling plates with pastry and making coffee.

Cap speaks up and says "Tony should be here shortly so let's get started."

Not a thank you in sight.

As you turn to leave Cap clears his throat and speaks again. "Y/N, I sent you a list of errands I need done."

"On it Cap."you reply with what you are sure he doesn't notice is a condescending smile.

No nap today. Dammit.

As you leave the building and head toward the parking garage Tony Stark steps out having an intense conversation with someone you assume on his phone. He smiles and waves to you and you do the same trudging into the garage.

Of course your car won't start. Heaving a sigh at this crap day you get out, grab your purse and phone and head for the motor pool manager. Explaing the situation wastes more time and he finally hands over the keys to a big SUV.

You check your email to see what the list is and sigh again when you see a second email with a list for the team. The email explains they will be leaving tomorrow and don't have time to pick up their own shit. You just roll your eyes and start the drive to town.

The errands complete you head back to the compound with a taco salad in the passenger seat. It's almost 3pm and you haven't had lunch after running from place to place. Hopefully when you drop off their items, including the shampoo and conditioner you had to drive 40 miles out of the way to get for Natasha, you could eat.

As a truck that looked a lot like a mini tank hit the SUV at a red light you thought to yourself "Today sucks!"

The men in black who drag your battered body from the car and throw you into the mini tank don't say a word. It's been about 30 seconds and you see no one around to help. When they inject you with something that has you floating away you mutter to yourself "Fucking Avengers".

#steve x reader #captain america #steve rogers x reader #the avengers #avengers x reader

[thegetoufather]

HOO BOY BABY I HAVE A FUCKING LIST

1. Specifically hard/mean dom Shouto - Arguably my biggest pet peeve because Sho’s my favorite. He is the softest and sweetest of service tops to me. He’d never ever want to hurt or degrade his partner whether it’s physically or emotionally and I’ll die on that hill (I also really don’t think he’d want any of it done back to him but that’s another thing. Shouto is honestly just very vanilla and servicing to me).

2. Overly mean Megumi - I see this one sometimes too, and like… We’re gonna sit here and act like this boy likes to degrade you and isn’t also secretly very sweet with his s/o outside of the expected teasing/mock annoyance? We’re gonna do that?

3. Hypersexual Bakugou - this one doesn’t bug me quite as much, but I very strongly headcanon BKG as being on the ace spectrum and I don’t know how common it is, so I’ll include it, hehe.

4. Making Deku and Armin either too mean or pushovers - There’s a middle ground that I feel should be met with them? Other people have talked about it already though, so I won’t elaborate. They wouldn’t even be mean in general to me, the worst they’d get is like… Firm.

5. Creepy Bert/Bert slander in general - He’s my BOY and all of TikTok can fight me.

6. Really specific one, but reducing Reiner down to “I am the Armored Titan and he’s the Colossal Titan,” (again, TikTok) because I don’t find it funny anymore. Also, I very much want to give him the love he deserves, but I feel like time skip Reiner gets like… Infantilized? In a way that’s icky, especially with ships. But that could just be my observation. I could apply that to a lot of other characters with trauma, too.

7. Literally almost all of fanon Haikyuu. I’ve never seen such bad flanderization.

8. This is a me thing, but I hate how every character has to be a hard, mean daddy dom regardless of their personality. Like, I’m a total softie sexually and honestly not all that kinky so maybe that’s why, but it bugs me. I just want more soft loving, hehe.

I’ll come back if I think of more. I hope this isn’t too aggressive, lol.

i literally switched to desktop to answer this one because you brought up A TON OF GREAT POINTS PLS (also not agro at all!!)

all my responses under a cut because.... i had a lot to say

1. sho is my favorite too!!! he is ,,, super vanilla and servicing,, just wants to make you feel good help. i feel like the endeavor trauma is often interpreted to like, make him turn into one with hard limits, and why is it never like ,,,, make him want to be the Ultimate Pleaser fr. also another sho characterization i hate is where they monopolize on the awkwardness and thats why hes a hard dom because he can only communicate that way??? like pro sho is suaver than you give him credit for y'all better believe it

2. mean megumi is something i never get LMFAO. like yea he gets irked with yuuji and nobaras antics but its not cause hes mean he's just more reserved in comparison to them??? this man isnt rude he grew up alone and learnt to survive, he's just like not vocal. hes still a sweet boy!!! just a tough exterior!!! i feel like he would be awkward with teasing stuff too, like he asks yuuji for advice because the first things he had fell flat LMAOOO

3. hypersexual bakugo..... in the context of fucking other people at least........that dont make no damn sense to me either. bakugo literally just. wants to be a hero. hes the epitome of the "wednesday is at the special age where shes got one thing on her mind. boys? murder." audio. like even early on his pro days, he has a horny thought and goes "whats that" until he finally has the time to slow down. OR OR. he like. has scheduled jack off time. just to relive stress. the bakugo gets bitches agenda is true in the sense he has fans who would sell a left tit for him, but the bakugo also canonically calls everyone extras i don't see him like being so horny where he needs to stick it in anything ya know???? ace or demi bakugo makes very much sense to me too.

4. THANK YOU!!! normalize the middle ground!!! ngl i think thats why i dont like reading for either of them bc they already arent my type exactly and then there are just so many extremes with characterizing them im like damn they either cry or own whips, what is the truth.

5. END BERT SLANDER!!! Y'ALL DONT KNOW HIM LIKE WE DO!!! no because like, bert has anxiety, but he isnt, that doesnt make him a creep or a stalker. he just like, would be a shy awkward meet cute. a lil fumbly in a cute way with the first fuck but, picks up speed. has a massive size kink. is a switch who leans dom. i said it. he is that quiet power service dom. i will elaborate at some point.

6. reiner does deserve more love!!! say it louder!!! no because like, the reduction of him to the spilt personality and then further taking that into like,, loving him like he is a kid, its blurring the mommy kink line if that makes sense??? he's depressed and did not have good support growing up, you can like, take care of him and make him feel good without reducing him to a child ya know? give him blankets! wear matching sweaters! kiss his lil face silly till he smiles!!! you are very right, a lot of characters with trauma get chalked down to "let me be their mom so i will write in a mommy kink," without like, actually doing it like that does that make sense?

7. i will burn fanon haikyuu to the ground. no further statements.

8. and thats totally fair!!! honestly, that goes into a bigger conversation as to how, sex in media (and not just fanfic) isn't normalized to thinking that vanilla sex is fun. because now it all comes down to marketability, and soft loving isn't as palatable as latex and crops. its not to say you can't enjoy those things, but the fact that people take that as the only way that "you had cool or fun sex" is so wrong?? like its ultimately a physical connection between two people, its fun when y'all get each other? idk. this can turn into a rant not related to your original point at all, but like, yea. normalize not everyone being hard doms. you dont need to write that for your fanfic to get more clicks. a better characterization is better than supposedly appealing kinks ya know?

fanon characterizations - what pisses you off, lemme know

#ask games #lol sorry this was like a thesis #people might get mad but #i have pitchforks