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astraysimp · 6 months

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Hi besties! I’m back with more dad!skz Hannie edition! I hope y’all are ready, because Han and his twins are a handful and a half! I’ve really been enjoying writing dad!skz, maybe I’m having slight baby fever idk

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Summary: Yours and Han’s twins ( fraternal boy and girl) are a handful…..yet somehow Han may be the most to deal with.

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Warnings: Dad!Han, your twins are 1 year old, both twins have Han’s cheekies and boba eyes( it would be a crime if they didn’t), super fluffy, pouty Hannie, pet names, boy boy is a mumma’s boy and baby girl is a daddy’s girl, fem!reader

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Ji-Yeong is your energetic daddy’s girl, who is TOTALLY wrapped around her little finger

⌦ .｡.:*♡Ji-Seok is your more calm baby. He is definitely a mommy’s boy but does get in trouble with his sister. The older twin–even if it’s only by 2 minutes

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You had just gotten home from work, feeling tired and ready to settle down for the night with your babies and husband, Jisung. Parking your car in the driveway and locking the doors, you toed your shoes off, letting out a sigh. Expecting to hear laughing and giggles, you were met with silence. Confused, you made your way into the kitchen, seeing your husband asleep on the couch, two sleeping babies next to him.

But…..it was dinner time. Smiling to yourself, you leaned down placing kisses on their heads. “Sungie? Honey? Wake up, my love. It’s dinner time, we got two hungry babies to feed.” You whispered, seeing him shuffle, as your baby boy started waking up. Jisung, then, opened his eyes, looked around, still groggy. “Huh? What? Oh, hi my love. You’re home.” He sleepily smiled, pecking your lips. You smiled and carefully took Ji-Seok into your arms, feeling him nuzzle into your hold. “Hi my baby boy, did you miss mommy, hm?” You smiled, as he put his chubby hands on your cheeks, smushing his lips to yours. “Mommy gets a kiss,too? Waaaahh, my baby is too sweet.” You smiled, seeing Jisung get up, with Ji-Yeong in his arms. Turning to them, you smiled, kissing Ji-Yeong on her cheeks. “Oh my goodness! Is that my precious flower?!” You smiled, pressing more kisses to her and her brother’s faces as they giggled. Pouting, Jisung looked at you, his lower lip jetted out. “W-what about me? I was your baby first. Where’s dada’s kiss?” He whined, cheeks puffing up just like the twins’. Laughing, you kissed him all over his face, pressing multiple kisses to his lips. “Is that better,hm? My big baby.” You giggled, pinching his cheek, as he nodded.”Okay okay, I have three hungry babies to feed,” You smiled.

Once you and Jisung made it to the kitchen, you each sat the twins in their high chairs and fastened bibs around their necks. “Hmmm, are my babies hungry? Do my babies want to eat?” You smiled, as the twins smacked their hands against the trays of their highchairs and Jisung nodded. So, you grabbed each of their bottles, food and spoons, before sitting in front of them. Taking a spoonful of mashed sweet potatoes, you hold it out to Ji-Yeong, then repeating the same to Ji-Seok. “Aaahhhh, say ahhh. Mmmmm yummy.” You smiled, as they ate, their cheeks puffing up just like Jisung’s did. But, then you turned your head , where Jisung sat pouting. “Yah, Yeobo-ah. What’s wrong?why are you pouting and sulking and not helping me feed them?” He whined, crossing his arms, “I want to be fed too!” Jisung whined and your jaw dropped. “Yah! Aigoo! Sungie, they’re babies , you’re an adult. Why do I need to feed you too?” You groaned, resuming feeding the twins. “Because I was your baby first, yeobo! What about me?!” Rolling your eyes, you flicked his forehead, and grabbed his chopsticks. “Say ahhhh, my babies,” You smiled, feeding them sweet potatoes, before turning to feed Jisung a bite of his Japchae. Watching his cheeks puff up, you smiled as he chewed his food. “Mmm, thank you, darling.” he muttered, through a mouthful of food. You just rolled your eyes.

45 minutes of feeding three babies–yeah Jisung that includes you– you put the empty dishes in the dishwasher and picked up Ji-Seok. “Aigooo, my precious prince is getting so big. But, now it’s bath time, so you get all clean for bedtime.” You smiled, tickling his tummy. Jisung had Ji-Yeong in his arms, bouncing her as he kissed her cheeks. “Bath time for my babies. Sungie, that doesn’t include you.” You pointed at him, before kissing Ji-Yeong’s nose. “Wah! Why not?!” “Yah, what do you mean why not?! You’re an adult. I’m not bathing you!” You three back, walking to your upstairs bathroom. Following you up, Jisung whined,”But wwwwhhhyyyyyy? I want you to bathe meeeee,” He pouted. You sighed, running a bath for the babies, you undressed Ji-Seok and set him in as Jisung did the same with JI-Yeon. Bath time went as smoothly as it could with twins and a whiny Jisung. “Baby, I will do your skincare routine for you, that’s it. No bath, take it or leave it.” Yo untold him, as you washed the baby shampoo out of Ji-Seok’s hair. Nodding his head, Jisung smiled and giggled to the twins. “Wahhh, isn’t mommy so nice babies? Should we give her kissies?” He smiled, carefully picking both babies up (with a small groan) before they all pressed their lips on your face. Laughing, you returned their kisses, as you took Ji-Seok into your arms, drying with a towel and dressing him into pajamas.”Ooooh, thank you so much my babies. My sweet babies.”

You and Jisung made your way into the twins’ nursery, both babies in pajamas and ready for bed. Smiling, you carefully laid Ji-Seok in his crib, a stuffed quokka next to him–we know you did that, Jisung. Kissing his forehead you smiled, walking over to where Jisung has laying an already asleep Ji-yeong in her crib. You and Jisung kissed her forehead.”Sweet dreams, my angels.” You smiled, holding Jisung’s hand, as you made your way back to the bathroom; after you shut the nursery light off and closed the door. “Time to get my third baby ready for bed too huh?” You smiled, gently pushing him to sit on the closed toilet seat. He smiled and nodded,sliding his hands around your waist. “Yes, please, baby.Thank you,” he smiled, pecking your lips. Kissing him back, you smiled and slid a hairband on him. “Wah, so cute. My precious Sungie.” You pinched his cheeks as he laughed, his heart shaped smile appearing. “Ssttoopppp. You’re making me blush.” He pouted, cheeks turning red as you giggled. Washing his face off with facewash, you wiped his face with a toner pad. “ Why should I stop? My hubby is so cute and he gave me the cutest little munchkins.” You smiled, squishing his cheeks. Pulling you against him, he whined, “Jagiyaaaaaa, stopppp. I’m all blushy.” He smiled and rested his chin on your stomach to look up at you. “But, you’re so cute. Sooooooo cute, those big eyes and that cute nose and puffy cheeks. Gaahhh I just want to bite those cheeks!” You giggled, kissing his nose and cheeks, multiple times. Pouting, he stood up and pulled you into his chest. “Let’s go to bed, can’t handle your cuteness, anymore.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips. So, you finished your night routines and brushed your teeth, ready to cuddle in bed.

Reaching your bedroom, Jisung flicked the lights on and made his way to his side of the bed. “Tuck me in, please?” He pouted at you, making grabby hands. Giggling, you nodded and walked over to his side, holding the blankets up.”Sure, jagi. Get in.” You smiled, as he climbed in and settled himself against the headboard. “Mmm, so warm. Thank you, darling. “ Nodding, you climbed into your side of the bed and slid into his side. Suddenly feeling sentimental, Jisung placed a kiss to the top of your head and squeezed you tighter to his side. “Hey, honey love?” He asked, looking down at you. You looked ar him , and soothingly rubbed a hand against his chest. “Yes, my dear?” You softly smiled, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. “Thank you.” He said, softly. “For what, Sungie?” You asked, watching him as he ran a hand through his hair before grabbing your hand and fiddling with your wedding ring. “Everything. For choosing me, loving me, saying yes to me, marrying me, giving me the twins. Just….thank you. I love you so much, and the twins. You three are my world, my everything.” He whispered, still messing with your ring. Smiling softly, you pulled him into a soft love filled kiss. “Oh Jisungie, my sweet hubby. I will always choose you, always have and always will. It’s always been you, for me. Thank you,too, for choosing and loving me. And for showing me what love is, whether it’s the love you show me or the love you show our angels.” You smiled, eyes welling up with tears. He,too, teared up and pulled you in for a tight, warm cuddle. “Yeobo…….my little honey bear…..we were meant to be together in every life in every universe.” He whispered, wiping your tears. “You’re my Sungie. I love you,” you whispered in his chest,a day of taking care of your babies(including Jisung) catching up to you and fell asleep. He smiled and turned the lights off, patting your hair. “And you’re my ynnie, forever and always.” Those were the last words he whispered, falling asleep,himself.

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Tags| @jinnie-ret @binsito @channiesbakery

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hooniblr · 2 months

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wow, okay i read all three parts of the niki fic and damn... i love it so much! can i be added to the taglist please?

i love the charecterisations and their stories because you have given everyone some personality which i find helpful to get more immersed.

and the fact that you keep switching pov's at the exact moment of a conversation to show both sides, which helps show how misunderstandings develop is just genius...

and i have never related so much to anything like i have to heeseung and yn's friendship like... people always assume that a girl's guy bestfriend is in love with her, or the other way, or that they're dating, when in reality it's just two lonely souls finding comfort in each other.

i feel like people don't question it when two girl besties look at each other like that, but when it's a guy and girl, assumptions and allegations get thrown left and right smh... and they don't understand that look filled with love is not romantic at all, but stemming from pure adoration for a soul you respect and love so much (platonically)... i relate to this aspect on a very personal level because rumors and allegations along with poorly timed miscommunication ruined my friendship with my once most precious guy friend.

anyways, coming back to the fic, i just knew it was going to get messy when yura involved jealousy in the mix, like nothing good ever comes out of making people jealous. especially since her plans of making heeseung jealous keeps backfiring, all because heeseung does like her back, which was her goal in the first place!!

i also love how fleshed out yn's relationship with every charecter seems, like it's hard to provide connection with the side charecters especially if they don't appear often. it's easy to forget about them and make readers forget too...so what you did seems very realistic, because random things do remind us of people we know at times, which is how you went about showing us (like yn thinking of her brother during her panic attack)

and i also feel bad for sunghoon but i don't like how he's acting here at the same time...wonder what happened...

anyways that's all i wanted to say! sorry if the long ask is annoying, but i just had a lot to say about the fic, because it's so well written... so excited for the next part!!

AHHH I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKE THE SERIES TYSM FOR LIKING IT AND OFC I’LL ADD YOU TO THE TAGLIST! ❤️

also i’m glad you noticed!! i’m trying really hard to make sure they feel a little more real and not just like side characters!

and not you calling me a genius (sort of) 🤭🤭🤭 tbh i think it’s the best way to make everyone see how the other characters misunderstand and not just reader. to see you’re into it makes me just shshljjkhsgehs

YESS!!! no one ever can just let a guy and a girl be friends without implying one of them might feel more for the other. it’s actually pretty sad, and i’m sorry that happened to you :( gonna be exploring that and what it means for reader and hee’s friendship as the story goes on!

lol yea… yura is lowkey messy for that, but she means well! tbh the jealousy thing is just gonna be more of a hinderance than anything, she hasn’t realized that yet tho 😬 also the idiots to lovers thing she has going with heeseung is highkey gonna cause a lot of problems, but we’re here for the messiness!!

🥲 omg glad u noticed bc i know it’s easy to forget about the side characters, but to me they’re just as important as out main couple!! they’re what’s going to bring this story together so i appreciate u noticing that <333

and our boy hoonie is acting up because he has a lot to make up for. he’s a sweetheart that’s going about everything the wrong way. it’ll make more sense as the story progresses!

also I DON’T MIND AT ALL!! this is my first time getting a long ask but it was so fun talking about the universe I created!! you can send me long asks any time you want!! i’m so happy you’re liking the fic and i hope you like the next part!! <333

#this honestly made my day #i reread this like 5 times tbh #smiling so goofy rn #minhypenalt #letterbox

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spacecadet-ticklesinspace · 2 years

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I’ve got you bestie :)

“H-hey! Thahat’s cheating!”

For the Spider Boys :)))

(Thank you @gigglysokkamcu! You and @parker-fluff were two of my biggest influences for getting back into writing ❤️ thank you for cheering me on and I hope you enjoy this :))

(I won't always be able to post multiple, but I definitely wanted to get this one out :))

"H-hey! Thahat's cheating!" Peter 3 exclaimed.

Peter 2 chuckled as he used his knees to successfully pin Three's hands above his head. "Nowhere in the rule book does it say the older brother can't help the younger brother."

"No---Buhut it should!"

Peter 2 looked over at Peter 1. "How are you holding up Bug?"

Peter 1 sat up as the residual giggles faded. "I'm okahay."

Peter 2 smirked. "Wanna come get some revenge?"

"Don't---don't lihisten to him Ohone!"

Not more than 2 seconds ago, Peter 3 had been tickling the youngest to bits. In his defense, Peter 1 had surprised attacked him first by jumping down from the ceiling. While the two wrestled back and forth, Peter 3 had managed to get the upper hand on Peter 1 when Peter 2 walked in.

Normally the older two teamed up together to help tickle Peter 1. But Peter 2 had pinned him instead!

"Told you to watch out for revenge," Two taunted from his spot above Peter 3.

Peter 1 crawled on to Peter 3's waist while wearing the biggest grin on his face.

"P-pehete, come ohon---lehet's talk about thihis!"

One pouted. "You got me!"

"Yes, and now it's only fair that he get a taste of his own medicine." Peter 2 piped up.

"Quiet yohou!"

Two simply gave the taller Spiderman a blank look before turning to the youngest. "Don't hold back."

"Wait! Wahait! Ihm sohorrEEEEEHE!"

Peter 1 giggled as his fingers scribbled up and down Peter 3's sides. "Ihm getting you!"

"Dohon't gehet mehe! Ihits nohot fahair!"

"Hey! Yohou get to do ihit!"

Two readjusted his hold. "One. Get his ribs."

"Shut up!"

The youngest beamed and scribbled into the taller Peter's ribs. "Tickle t-tihickle!"

Three bucked harder. "AHH! JEHEHERK!"

Two smiled at the youngest. "Aww. Are you struggling to be a tickle monster?"

"Hey! I-I don't get much practice!"

Two chuckled and ruffled the youngest's hair. "Guess that's true. Well then, why don't I teach you a few tricks right now?"

"Wahait! Dohon't hehelp hihim!"

Two pinched one of Three's ribs. "Quiet please. The teacher is talking."

Three squeaked before falling into quiet giggles.

"You're doing alright on the teases, but your hand techniques are off."

Two demonstrated the process as he explained it to Peter 1. "If you want to use your whole hand, place your fingers on his ribs and shake. Like this."

"AHHH! PETER!" Three yelled as his older brother's hands shook into his ribs.

"You can get more ribs and a better reaction if you do. This technique also works if you aim for the spots between the ribs as well."

Three snorted as Two's fingers did just that.

One's eyes widened. "Wow! You made him snort!"

"See?" Two casually replied as he lifted his hands from Peter 3's ribs. "It's all about using the right technique."

One nodded. "Got it!"

Two looked down at Three's red face. He could tell Peter 3 was having fun, but he didn't want to over do it.

So he held up his hand to signal to the youngest to wait. "Let's give him a breather and then you can practice."

Three sagged in relief. "Yohou guys ahare jeherks."

"All's fair in love and tickles Three. Right young padawan One?"

One snickered. "Ohof course master."

"Uhuse his full tihitle. 'Of cohourse Master Yohoda'." Three teased.

"You know what One? I think he's had a long enough break."

"Noho wahait! Ihm sohorry!"

One grinned as he placed his fingers on Peter 3's ribs and shook.

"NAHA---IHITS WOHORSE--!"

"Good job One!"

The youngest giggled as he was jostled by Three's legs. "Thahanks!"

"Now the spots between the ribs?"

The middle brother yelped before throwing his head back in laughter and snorts when in between his ribs was attacked by One's fingers.

"Lohok! I turned hihim into spider pihiggy!"

Two grinned at his younger brother's excitement. "Good job One! You learn fast."

Peter 1 removed his hands and Three sagged in relief. The youngest's face clouded with worry. "He looks worn out."

"J-jeherkwahads!"

"Not tired out just yet. Here, let's try one more technique on this rib right here."

Two tapped rib number 7.

Three yelped. "Thahat's thehe wohorst ohone!"

"Take your hand and only extend your thumb and index finger."

One copied Two's movements.

"Good. Now, you're going to place both fingers around the rib so you can pinch it. Watch me."

Two wrapped both fingers around Three's bad rib and started pinching repeatedly.

The middle brother let out his loudest squeal yet and dissolved into high pitched cackles.

Two removed his fingers. "Just like that."

One grinned and wrapped his two fingers around the bad rib before squeezing repeatedly.

"NAHAHAA---."

Three managed to snort once more before his laughter fell silent.

One immediately removed his fingers. "Are you okay!"

Three nodded as he caught his breath. "Juhust---noho mohore---plehease."

Two smiled and released Peter 3's arms before he and Peter 1 climbed off of him.

Three curled into a ball and rubbed away the tingles in his ribs. "Gohosh . . .yohoure bohoth bruhutal."

He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to find Peter 1 looking back at him with concern. "You sure you okay? W-we didn't go over board?"

Three smiled. "Yohou're gohood Pehete. Yohou juhust wore mehe ouhout."

One smiled before curling closer to Peter 3. "Thanks for letting me practice."

"Yohou're welcome." Three replied while wrapping an arm around him. "Yohou're getting toho be a gohood t-tihickle monster."

The smile on the kid's face lit up the room. "Really?"

"Yep." Three turned to Two. "But you have a good teacher."

"If you make another Master Yoda pun, I have a raspberry ready for number 7."

Three's eyes widened as he shook his head. "I wasn't! I promise!"

Two chuckled. "I'm only teasing. Wouldn't want to kill you."

"Ugh---bohoth of you shohould be arrehested for attemptehed murder."

"Nice try Three, but your alibi is faulty."

"How?"

Two leaned a little closer, a smile growing on his face. "Because you never told us to stop."

Three turned three different shades of red that day.

#lee peter 3 #ler peter 2 #ler peter 1 #tickle fic

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lavenoon · 1 year

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Luce. Luce. Luce.

Your Eclipse is precious beyond compare and I love him so much

Ahhh, ok, ok, just the start of the chapter makes me really soft, because we as the readers now Robin's high anxiety from witnessing it across the chapters, but it occurs to me that Sun and Moon have only really gotten to see it when it was pretty bad until recently, now that they are a thing.

But now it's easier for them to see the true anxiousness manifesting itself on something not life threatening or ground shaking as was the reveal. So Sun trying to be reassuring even if a little amused that they would be so nervous about meeting Eclipse (because he knows him) just makes me melt a little.

And kfjdhkgjh of course Eclipse was scheming since before they arrived XD In a way being so much taller would probably make him a tad more intimidating than expected haha, but I can only imagine the whiplash between the yanking, the suspicious locking of the door, and then the very serious business tone of asking help with a prank kfjhdgjfhd

(Sidenote: Sun being all worried because of y/n clearly was so nervous and Eclipse just pulling something unexpected when he was probably planning a more mellow introduction IS pretty sweet, and the fact that he calmed down when he heard them laughing haha)

oh, did I detect some hint of that brotherly tension that first moment when Sun entered the room? A mood that Robin understandably would miss because really XD Though I feel that them calling Sun out on forgetting the key lightened the mood immediately from whatever tension that might had appeared.

Ahhh, it must have been very interesting for Eclipse to see that dynamic between Sun and y/n! It's always been them and outsiders that they would mostly be polite to, so seeing how they interact with this obviously important person in their lives must have him very curious, because until now he has only had what they told him about Robin.

Hehe, the "don't enable each other too much" X3 Sun really did know how well they would get along huh? Similar chaotic energies

The whole duck deal had me cackling

Just y/n so eager to get in on it, happy with the relief, and promising to continue the prank even at home XD New bestie unlocked kdfjghsñk

Ahhh, but definitely what got to me the most was them admitting that they were so unsure about the meeting. Eclipse asking if he's too much (something that he must have heard before and that Robin has definitely heard before, especially at their job, and can relate to) just had me griping my heart for this boy. And then after y/n reassures him that they were afraid of not being nearly enough in his eyes, and Eclipse probably had so much that he wanted to say about his own worries, but rather than doing that and going a mile a minute it's much more straightforward to just show them, and just the fact that he researched what they would need for traveling, even though that would mostly fall on his brothers to handle, and then what "normal" people would do in this occassion?

AND the fact that the online advice must not have included anything of what he did do, which means he ended choosing that genuine approach instead of just following what might have been the "safe" route! Just auuugh, he's so cute, but also so genuine and I'm so glad he chose to be himself so that Robin could see him as he is. There's been enough not saying stuff in their life, so this upfront approach was definitely what they all needed.

I enjoyed this chapter, so so much, Luce! I can see those two walking away from that visit very happy that they met the other!

Very chef kiss! Great chapter as always! ^_^

Ah yes, time to dig in!

And yeah, it was fun to explore this new dynamic post confession (and already more than a few dates in, but just saying post confession is easier)! We had a couple heart to hearts post reveal, but all of those worries and anxieties were between the three of them, and mostly they understood/ related because of either matching or similar anxieties.

This is something where Sun and Moon know there's nothing to fear, so while they still sympathize and want Y/N to feel reassured, they can't help but think it's a bit funny. Even Y/N realizes it's ridiculous, but they also can't help the feeling! So we get some soft smiles and reassurance, and it doesn't fix everything, but they still feel better!

Y/N: Oh god what if he hates me Eclipse: God I hope I have a moment to talk to them in private before everything for the ultimate duck prank

Sun at least is pretty sure Eclipse's place hasn't been compromised, so it's not too serious of an issue - but he just hears a squeak, turns to find no beloved partner and a locked door, still has to grab the bags first because neither would want someone else to call the elevator and perhaps rifling through them, and then he just hears quiet murmuring as he tries to get the door open. The plan was the proper thing - introduce them to each other, exchange a few pleasantries, and carry on with the evening. The yanking changed those up a little, but at least the laughter reassures him that Y/N isn't currently breaking down or clamming up, and grants him enough awareness to remember that he owns a key to the door in his way.

There is some tension - but it's a bit of a mixed bag. Sun and Moon have already started being more open with Eclipse, and have been in steady contact for a couple months now. Four, five months, maybe a bit more. So there's mostly the old sting of "Eclipse forgot, because we haven't visited him in so long" and also "I forgot, too, because we haven't visited him in so long." Y/N picks up on that hint of embarrassment, and calls him out on it, which ends up being the ideal direction to take this conversation. It dodges the "but why did we forget" line of thinking, and focuses on the fun of it all

Eclipse was very much aware of how biased his brothers are, and what sort of soft spot they have for Y/N. Otherwise he wouldn't have planned the prank like that - but seeing Y/N too, seeing that dynamic in action, that's different. He hasn't seen his brothers in so long, and he not only gets to meet them and dodge the awkwardness they used to have thanks to the new person in the mix, but also realizes they are (part of/ indirectly) the reason his brothers changed so much. There's who motivated Sun and Moon to reach out more, and it's very easy to say how they managed to do that.

Sun, eternally suffering, drags out the bag grabbing just so the switch happens and it's Moon who has to deal with it. Moon meanwhile doesn't even need a lot of context - just a "... Eclipse grabbed our love for some private talking" and Moon already knows that something is coming. Doesn't know what, but something.

And the ducks yeah! I'm not a prank person, I went through soo many lists of pranks but some were either something Eclipse wouldn't need help with and it would be hard to find even a suitable pretense, or something food related which obviously wouldn't work, or just straight up mean. But I remembered the plastic babies around school post, and a couple similar pranks, so I went with that! and thus the duck theme for the chapter was born fhjds

Y/N of course is a menace and already thinking of leaving little ducks in Sun and Moon's work office, too. Moon starts hiding them back at some point, while Sun just collects them all and tries to hide them where Y/N can't find. They always do <3

And yeah, the bit of genuine heart to heart! It was still very very necessary to address, and Eclipse felt safer asking them in a private moment. Something Y/N does get - Sun and Moon would immediately reassure them both, but it's not the same! They need to hear it from the person they're worried about! They both try very hard, because Sun and Moon are so important to them both, and thus they want to impress the other.

Eclipse in particular knows that while he means well, he often just. Doesn't leave a good impression. People think he's too direct, or too oblivious, think he's childish for it, all while being seen as too much. He tries to prepare as well as he can - he wants to prepare everything to be as comfortable as possible, he makes sure there's all sorts of things that Y/N may not have thought to bring because they may not need them, and he wants to have a few back up plans in case he has no idea what to say.

And the thing is. He doesn't disregard any of it! Those plans are still there, he still has read them all! But he thought to prank his brothers, and then realized how much funnier it would be if he enlisted Y/N's help, and without even thinking that this is exactly what he thinks other people might interpret as "too much", he decides to do that! And then has to realize that "Y/N who is nervous to meet me" and "Y/N the potential prank accomplice" are in fact one and the same person. He can't help being genuine, he's not used to masking (good for him!) and it's a constant effort to remember to try, and he slips!

Y/N knows a bit about him from Sun and Moon, and they had their own issues with not being accepted for who they are, even if their crumbs of neurodivergency are different from Eclipse's. They get it, and they definitely get the anxiety of not measuring up to expectations, so it's easy to reassure him. They don't even need to say it, neither of them - they just admit to their own anxieties, and realize that it was a mutual fear, and that's already instant reassurance. Because if they're the same in the anxiety department, they're also the same in the "after the anxiety, I'm so looking forward to knowing this person" department.

Y/N in particular had a whole year of secrecy and not being able to just say things directly, and has very much enough of that. They know the effects it can have, and while being open is still new, they try, and it's perfect timing because that what works best for Eclipse, too.

It was a lot of fun to write this, and have them officially meet - we had the tease of it coming up in "As The Crow Flies (They Stall)", but I read through early Eclipse lore again and just. had to write the actual meeting, so I'm very happy it's fun for everyone!

#answer let luce #chaotikanvas #accidentally undercover #I love Eclipse I love writing him and I love him being a menace of a younger sibling #I love them finally becoming a whole family #because yes romance is fun and fine but your romantic partner(s) should not be your only support system #this one is still small #(tho ig Glamrock lore I still need to get to will make it bigger too)#but yeah they feel better with Eclipse in the mix and he's integral to their happy ending #its very important to me

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Elena Gilbert, Bonnie Bennett, & Tyler Lockwood pls 🥹

AHHH bestie YES thank you for this, I need some good distractions right now and this is PERFECT, let's do it!

Starting with our Main Character, Elena Gilbert!

• My NOTP for them: Might be (definitely is) controversial but D*lena. Anyone who follows me and has seen a few of my posts about TVD knows this about me but I just do not ship, do not like it and wish they weren't endgame.

• My BROTP for them: Ooh, okay, either Jeremy or Tyler. The only problem I have is that I ship Tylena, so I should probably choose Jeremy. I genuinely love their dynamic, they make me very happy <3

• My OTP for them: *Deep breath* STELENA. It will always be Stelena. Despite the fact that I totally agree with people who say that both Salvatore brothers were bad for Elena, I can't help but love those two and wish that Elena and Stefan were allowed to be endgame. Early seasons Stelena will always have my heart <3

• My second choice pairing for them: Probably even more controversial but my answer is Matt. There's something so sweet to me about their relationship in the beginning, and how much they genuinely cared about each other, and I just think life would have been a lot better for both of them had they gotten back together before everything went completely wrong, and I just love the idea of them getting a happy human life together.

• My fluffy pairing for them: Oh god, that's hard because I still want to say Stelena or Mattlena but... they've been through some shit. They're both really fluffy though! Okay, no. A genuinely fluffy pairing for Elena would probably be Elejah. I KNOW there's some history and angst stuff but the IDEA is SO FLUFFY. I just know Elijah would worship the ground she walks on, and just AHHHH.

• My angsty pairing for them: I think I've already answered this three times above. However, if we want to go REALLY angst then Beklena is the perfect candidate. I really don't need to say anything else about this. I love them and their angst.

• My favourite poly ship for them: Probably Barolena <3

• My weirdest pairing for them: Probably Elena/Tom Avery considering she literally never met him lmao but I like the idea of Elena with her actual fated doppelganger!

• My intrigued-by pairing for them: I think I want to choose Tylena for this one because I didn't initally ship them but I was super intrigued by the idea of them because of a few posts that came across my dash!

Now for our Queen, Bonnie Bennett! <3

• My NOTP for them: B*nkai. I just can't quite see their dynamic being anything but hatred after everything they went through. Bonnie was too hurt by him for me.

• My BROTP for them: Baroline <3

• My OTP for them: Okay, maybe a tad hypocritical considering my first answer but Bamon. The dynamic between her and Damon was just so interesting and special, and there was a genuine mutual love for the other in both of them that breaks my heart over and over again. Not to mention book!Bamon!

• My second choice pairing for them: Bonenzo <3 I didn't love them at first because I was (and still am) an avid Denzo shipper but they grew on me and now I really appreciate the love between them and how they found a bit of comfort and security in each other. They deserved to be happy together in the end, honestly.

• My fluffy pairing for them: Bonora because witchy lesbians <3

• My angsty pairing for them: God, Bamon and Bonenzo both qualify for this as well lmao but I'd say Bonenzo wins this ones considering Enzo actually died in the end. Their entire relationship is a ball of angst.

• My favourite poly ship for them: Probably super obvious but Bamenzo. I love Bamon, Bonenzo, and Denzo so it just makes sense to combine them! Bonnie has two hands <3

• My weirdest pairing for them: I'd probably say my weirdest pairing for Bonnie is Klonnie but I just think the idea of Klaus and Bonnie is a very interesting one!

• My intrigued-by pairing for them: Stefonnie. I don't absolutely know that I ship them, but I'm intrigued by them. Especially if Stefan got with Bonnie in the beginning of the show instead of Elena. I loved the scene between them during the dinner episode when she said she had witches in her family and Stefan was genuinely curious and made her smile.

And last but certainly not least, my fave little werewolf, Tyler Lockwood <3

• My NOTP for them: Tyler/Vicki is just a no-no. Their dynamic was awful pretty much the entire time and just. No.

• My BROTP for them: Matt is his bestie, obviously <3

• My OTP for them: Parkwood. Don't even talk to me. They deserved the world and were screwed over at every turn.

• My second choice pairing for them: Forwood. Also screwed over at every turn and it makes me want to scream if I think about them for too long because they really did deserve better and they were SO GOOD and just ! Damn it, Klaus!

• My fluffy pairing for them: Probably also Forwood despite the fact that they were constantly angsty as well but they had their fluffy moments.

• My angsty pairing for them: Also Forwood. Assume Forwood for everything because I miss them every day.

• My favourite poly ship for them: Tyler/Caroline/Bonnie becaue I just think they're neat <3

• My weirdest pairing for them: Probably Jyler. I just love the enemies to lovers dynamic they would have, and the idea that they had so much hostility towards each other in the beginning not because they both liked Vicki but because they liked each other.

• My intrigued-by pairing for them: Also Jyler.

This was really fun! If you have any more characters you want to send in, feel free! <3

#hydesjackiespuddinpop #ask away earthlings!#tvd #the vampire diaries

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Beyond the Blood Tie - Chapter Five.

Another update to see us into the weekend, besties. We have a new character to introduce, and a few little revelations, too. Enjoy! :)

Previous Chapters - One Two, Part One Part Two Three Four

Words - 5,414

Tag list - In the comments. Please DM to be added/removed

Warnings - 18+ content throughout. Minors DNI!

Edie's POV

Ahhh, shit. You know when you’re so tired, you don’t notice that you didn’t shut the curtains all the way together the night before, and then you wake up to a beam of light hitting you right in the eyes? Welcome to my morning, everyone.

The alarm goes off shortly after, prompting my agitated grumble. I don't like leaving my pit after only five hours of sleep, but I do have good reason to. I'm going to Vic's for breakfast, to help him enjoy his first day of a long-deserved vacation period from work. He isn't actually going away anywhere; he says the only thing that is calling him is the hammock in his back yard. I haven't seen him for two weeks because our shift patterns have clashed (he works with his brother at the twenty-four-hour grocery store they own) so I'm looking forward to catching up with him.

Eventually sliding out of bed and then falling over where I left my clothes when I got in, I snort laugh at my own ridiculousness, rub a newly carpet burned knee, getting back up again and taking my laundry to put in the wash. I treated myself to a new machine recently, after the one Aileen kindly gave me eight years ago finally gave up. Her husband Mike is one of these guys who enter all those competitions you never think you're going to win, and wins them. He won the new washer dryer just six months after winning a Kawasaki motorbike he and Aileen gave to their eldest son as a twenty fifth birthday gift. Some people have all the luck. Well, I guess I benefitted from their generosity, so I have little cause for complaint.

After putting my clothes in with a few towels and other jeans awaiting the wash, I then go and take care of washing myself. I'm a low maintenance girl, I don't wear makeup unless I'm out socially, and I let my hair dry naturally almost always since it has a nice natural wave to it. I'm still in love with lilac, even if the dead guy I’m punishing continually pokes at me over it. It would seem someone else isn't keen on it either, when he sees me roughly half an hour later.

"Dear god, what did you do to your hair?" Vic exclaims, after swinging open the screen door to me on the porch.

"I fancied a change, I dunno. I never went through that dye your hair crazy colours phase as a teenager.” Heading up the step, I pause to kiss his cheek, continuing into his lovely, rustic home.

"Then why the hell did you start now?" he teases with amusement, giving my damp tresses a little tug as I walk into the kitchen, the smell of bacon, sausages and pancakes becoming stronger with every step, until I'm sitting before the array of goodies at the table, pouring coffee from the pot for us both while Vic fetches the syrup from the microwave. Just as I'm putting the pot down again on its stand, my eyes are distracted by the images on the television. I didn't get chance to turn on the TV and check out the news before I left.

"What the actual fuck? Woah!" I exclaim as I see the images being streamed live from a gas station up in flames, Vic pausing to listen to the news caster before taking a seat opposite me.

"I guess the protesters finally decided to take action. How this kind of behaviour will help though, well I don't know.” Because of course our ties to the East (and their fuel) were well and truly severed over a hundred years ago, the USA has had to use their own stocks of gasoline since vehicles began to be imported again (all Japanese cars, one of the only manufactures left after the disaster) and whereas we all know we've got enough fuel, the USAC are whacking up the costs so much that people just cannot afford it.

You'd be honestly surprised at the amount of people who use alternative transport, like bikes, or in more rural areas people even use horses instead of having to pay for gas. The prices of it are the reason alone why I don't drive, preferring to either walk or use the bus. Cabs are pricey too, again because of the gasoline.

Okay, I think I need to put the brakes on here and back up to explain a few terms you're about to hear me and Vic discussing. The USAC stands for the United States Authority Coalition, and that is this day and ages' version of a government. It was all formed many years ago by the men and women who became the leaders and figureheads of their towns (or rather settlements) after the disaster, needing to form some kind of unity and routine in law from state to state.

As the title of the organisation suggests, it is run in coalition. Also, we no longer have a police force, but what is known as the Enforcement Officiating Unit, with Enforcement Officers (or E.O's as they're more commonly known as) instead of police officers. They're fully armed and very efficient at their jobs, and usually great people who are very un-corrupt. That differs a lot from how law enforcement used to be, so I'm told.

"They're ridiculous, to just set it on fire and waste the fuel like that! The USAC will just put up the prices even more now. Oh lord, is that footage of another one? Jesus!" I exclaim, after the coverage switches to a scene over the other side of town to where another gas station has gone up in flames. I just hope no one was seriously hurt, I really do.

"You're right, they will if people keep on setting the stations alight. I haven't checked the national news yet, so I don't know if the protestors are doing the same in other states.” He grabs the remote to change stations to CNN, where we find that gas stations in California, Washington, Virginia and Georgia have also been subjected to arson attacks.

As we eat our breakfast, watching the news unfolding as Enforcement Officers arrive to the scenes en masse to control the unrest, we witness it all becoming a hell of a lot worse. The arson attacks lead to protestors fighting with the E.O's, rubber bullets being fired left and right, enforcement dogs barking at the end of their leashes, burning debris being hurled into the road and endangering people trying to pass the area safely, mounted E.O's falling off their startled horses and being dragged up the street. It is, without a doubt, fucking mayhem out there right now.

"Good golly! Someone's going to be busy over the next few weeks!" Vic exclaims, nudging my leg with his soft slipper covered foot, shaking his head at the images on the screen.

"I was just thinking that! I will be, you're right, which means we're probably going to have to take in two per chamber. Great, that's all I need, a human sack of crap and the vampire to deal with," I mutter into my pancakes.

"Oh, you got a vampire in right now? Ooooh, I don't envy you! What's he like?" Vic questions curiously, spiking a sausage with his fork and using it to mop up some maple syrup.

"He's an asshole," I begin while chewing through a mouthful of bacon. He laughs immediately, probably more at the disgruntled look on my face more than anything. "Seriously, he can't just take the punishment. He yaks on and fucking on at me, trying to bring me down or figure me out, but that's not all. The first night I was in there with him, he tricked me and I ended up getting attacked." I then finish, watching Vic's eyes widen.

"He attacked you? Son of a bitch!" he exclaims angrily. "But you look alright, I can't see any scars on you or anything."

"The vampire we have overseeing his punishment gave me a few drops of her blood to heal me. That's where it was, all along here. He nearly tore a chunk of me away with him, it took three silver throwing stars to the back flung by Ahmed to get him to let go," I further explain.

"Well, I hope you gave him hell for it," Vic states, sipping his coffee.

"I went back in there and chopped both of his arms off," I reply casually, making him burst into hysterics.

"That's my girl," he praises fondly, shaking his head as he laughs. "How fast did they grow back, by the way? I don't know much about these vamps; they creep me out too much to even want to learn anything about 'em!"

"They're about half grown back now. It'll take time because we're not letting him rest properly or giving him what he requires in blood either, in an effort to keep him under control. I haven't noticed him getting much weaker in the week he's been with us for now, though. He's trying to play mind games with me, and he's winning. He can feel what I'm feeling, you see. When he attacked me, it wasn't to hurt me, it was to get his blood into me. Vampires can form blood ties with humans, which is something I've been reading up on since it happened.

“What happens is, that when their blood goes in your system and vice versa, they're able to pick up on your emotions, just like I can pick up on some of his, flashes of his memories, too. According to what I've read, the more blood in the system, the stronger the bond. He only bled into the wound he inflicted on my shoulder a little though, so it isn't that bad," I explain for him.

"Well, he sounds like he's all rainbows and bunny rabbits," he begins sarcastically and somewhat darkly. "Won't he get further punishment for doing that to you, attacking you for such gain as this blood tie?"

"Yeah, he did. Me chopping his arms off. No, seriously though, there's nothing anyone can do now he's done it. It'll last for a while, apparently, and then it'll begin to fade after time unless the blood is topped up, which it definitely won’t be. I just have to deal with him playing with my head for the next seven weeks, which I'm not looking forward to. I'm a week in, well eight days to be exact and already, I just can't wait to see the back of him," I grumble sourly. I really cannot fucking stand that vampire.

"Why'd you let him get to you though, letting him play with your head? If you just ignored him, no matter what he felt, you wouldn't be dignifying him with a response to anything nasty he has to say to you. I assume that's what he's doing, being spiteful?" Spiteful. Yep, that’s Angel, alright. He is spite personified.

"See I tried doing that, but he's too smart for it to work. Also, some of the things he tells me are so interesting that I find myself drawn in, and it's hard to stop that. And yeah, he's spiteful. He rips it out of me over everything he can pick at. I’m an idiot, my tits are too small, my hair looks stupid,” I begin.

"I agree with him about the hair. Ouch, little tyke!" he interrupts me with, receiving a foot to his knee under the table for his comment over my hair.

"I could continue with the insults, but I'm not going to bother. It's him picking up on shit that I really don't like," I voice, while reaching for my coffee.

"I know I always taught you to never be a quitter, but if this is really bothering you then why not just switch with another punisher or something?" he suggests, giving me a concerned look.

"Because of what you always taught me, that quitting is for losers and I'm no loser. Also, doing that shows him that he's won, that I can't handle his taunting and I am not having that. No one does that shit to Edie Bailey and wins, no one. I just have to stop myself from finding the things he says interesting, because he's working me out so much more than I even realise, and he's dropping things that I think he's worked out will interest me. Like I say, all mind games. Vampires are famed for it, so I've heard," I reply strongly, determined that I will not let him get the better of me.

"Well, you stick to your guns, and keep me informed over how it's going. Man, is it a beautiful day out there. I think I'm going to get out and cut the lawn, and then move a few of those shrubs over to the shade as they're not doing well over in the sunnier part," he says, changing the subject to that of his beloved back yard. He really puts in the effort, and as a result it's incredibly beautiful.

"Do you want a hand?" I offer, getting up and taking his empty plate with mine over to the sink, running water into the plugged basin when I get there.

"You, you who hates gardening and leaves the grass until it's almost as tall as she is before she goes out to mow it?" he snorts, laughing with much amusement. It's at this point I have to proudly pull my phone from my pocket and show him the pictures of how my garden currently looks. "Oh wow, who'd you pay to do all that?" he adds when I show him the pictures of the cut grass and the newly dug flower beds around the perimeter of my yard.

"I'm proud to announce that this was all my own effort. I realised that after finishing my decorating project I was left with a lack of anything to do, and you know I like to keep busy, so I thought fuck it, no more excuses, I'm doing the yard work! And that's just what I did," I tell him proudly, returning my cell to my pocket with a smile.

"In that case then, there's an extra pair of gardening gloves in the shed, you go find them while I clear up in here. You don't have to do the dishes, go on, go." I’m shooed away from the sink, Vic grabbing the dishcloth and waving it at me. I do just that, heading through to the back door, scratching his lovely old dog Sadie on the head as I pass her, lying in her usual spot across the back porch.

I have a really nice rest of the morning with Vic, helping him move the shrubs and also planting a few of the trays of flowers he has waiting and ready, even being given the ones he has no room for to plant in my own bare beds. On my way home, I take a bus to the local hardware store and plant nursery, buying myself some more bits and pieces that I have to take home in a cab, to the tune of thirty dollars for a ten-minute journey. Ouch, looks like the gasoline crisis is much worse than I'd envisaged. Envisaged, my word of the day and there we go, I just used it.

I then spend an hour in my own garden getting everything planted, remembering what Vic said to me about not watering them when the sun is at its hottest, as the water will heat up and scorch the plants, so make a mental note to go back out there this evening with the hose pipe and give them a good dousing when the ball of fire in the sky has set. After fixing myself a huge sandwich and a bowl of fruit for lunch, I then settle down on the couch and have myself a bit of a nap, setting my cell alarm to go off at 6pm, so I have plenty of time to do chores and get ready for work.

Just as my eyes are blinking shut, I get one of those strange hallucinations I've been having, one of those flashes of memory being played through my head because of the blood of the vampire they belong to being in my body. The memory I see as ever is through his eyes, of a beautiful woman with a pretty tattoo across her throat smiling at him, kissing his shoulder, reaching to run her hand over the head of the sweet little baby he holds on his lap. It’s gone almost as quickly as it came.

I wonder if they were his family, when he was human? Probably. Actually, I don't even care, if I'm honest. I'm more bothered about getting in a few more hours of sleep before I have to go back to work and be taunted by him all over again.

Angel's POV

"No way, no fucking way! I ain't going in there with him, that's a fucking vampire, fuck off! No, no, no, no! I don't even belong here, those fucking E.O cunts started on me!" Those are the screams that disturb me from my rest, my state of switched off, which is all I'm able to achieve. I haven't slept properly in a week because of these damn chains around my ankles and throat, and now I have to suffer a problem with overcrowding here at the Correctional Department, because of wide scale rioting over gasoline prices or something. I didn't pick up much of the talk from outside of this chamber I've been hanging in for just over a week, since I've been resting as best I can between punishments. I feel weak and tired almost permanently, and now I have to share my quiet space with this noisy fucking human.

"He's bound in silver so he can't even move, let alone get to you. You should have thought about all this last night when you were torching a gas station and beating down female E.O's, shouldn't you? Dumb bastard,” Ahmed, the gigantic Arab tells the man as he hauls him in and then shackles him to the ceiling and floor a few feet down from where I’m standing.

"Wow, brave man attacking a female. What, the male E.O's too scary for you, pussy boy? Humans like you nauseate me," I spit coldly, without actually looking at him.

"And that's about the only thing to come out of your mouth in the last week that I agree with." Ahmed states, while pointing a finger at me, before turning and leaving the chamber.

"A vampire lecturing me about morals towards women, hah!" the man (and I use that term loosely) next to me exclaims, while I turn my head all I can to eye him.

"Even I draw the line at striking a female. You want to show that you're top dog? Find the biggest guy you can and beat the crap out of him. Don't pick on a woman thinking just because they've got tits, you'll win. You're about to find that out in painful detail, though," I smirk, before shutting myself down again and not listening to anything else he has to say while I prepare for Edie's arrival. I could feel the sunset a few hours ago (we have a built-in sense for sunrise and sunset) so there's only another couple to wait before she gets here, and I'll be in worse pain than I am all of the time. Now, I suppose you're thinking I'm quite the hypocrite for what I just said to the human, but let me explain.

You're probably thinking how I could have those kinds of morals when just last week, I attacked Edie. I didn't attack her to hurt her, I attacked her to bleed into her, and that's it. I would have done it to any punisher I'd have had, male or female. So, as I was saying, I never hit women when I was alive and I'm not about to start now I'm dead. Sure, I adhere to far fewer morals than I did when I was human, because being dead has made me have little to no conscience, but not striking women is something that stuck with me.

It's a coward's pursuit, men beating women specifically because they're women. It fails to impress. I know I expressed a desire to strangle my punisher when I first came in, but hey, the bitch had just chopped my arms off. I was annoyed. Mentally unravelling her will suit me fine, though. I have to find some way to keep myself amused and make her time in here as unpleasant as possible. I'm not taking this lying down. Chained up maybe, but lying down? No. I won't verbally submit unless I'm forced to by liquid silver.

I'm only being unpleasant to her because she's torturing me, she and the rest of the humans here have me in a position I don't want to be in. Otherwise, I'm pretty much indifferent to her. She doesn't much interest me.

Alright, fine. I’m lying my fangs off.

When I tell her she's ugly and trashy, it's to dent her and nothing more. She's very attractive to me, she has beautiful blue eyes, muscular arms, a nice ass, and I know I'd enjoy fucking her. God damn, right now I’d piledrive her right through this steel floor, I’m so fucking horny. I don’t like going without sex, it makes me cranky. There's her anger, too. I really like it. It arouses me, and I like the fact that she fights back verbally against me, even though she can't win.

She has tremendous spirit, but I still don't like her all that much. Mainly because she's beating me senseless five nights out of seven, obviously. Still though, I'd like to haul her off to bed and fuck her for about a week. What pisses me off is the knowledge that I can't. I could seduce her, absolutely no problem. I've done it to vampire women who've hated me in the past, and I know that even through her curiosity, Edie hates me for definite.

I just can't have sex with a human full stop. I have a slight problem with it, and have had that problem manifest itself a grand total of fifty-three times now. Quite simply, if you're a human and have sex with me, you won't survive it. I can't control myself at the point of orgasm, suffering a complete loss of control, and whoever I'm with gets drained dry. This is why I don't have sex with humans any longer, and if I slip up and do, it’s always with the false belief that 'this time, I will control myself’ before I bring them to my bed. But still, they never leave it alive, and I’m left with a corpse to bury before the dawn.

Despite what you might think, I’ve always felt a little bad for them. Vampires can still feel guilt, but more than that, I just feel pissed off for myself that I can't enjoy living flesh. One good thing about being in here is not having to listen to whichever human EZ brings home with him, screaming her lungs out while he performs the sexual equivalent of bludgeoning upon them. He does it just to piss me off half the time, the bastard. I still miss that bastard's presence, of course I do, he’s my brother.

I miss Ursula the most, though. I miss picking a period in time, a specific year or even month and asking what she was doing at that very point. I've learned an awful lot from just sitting and listening to her talk about times throughout the thousand years plus she's walked this earth. As a human, I wasn’t the most intelligent of people really. That shit had changed drastically in my death.

So yeah, I suppose this is why I'm so hard on Edie, other than the fact she's putting me through massive amounts of pain. She doesn't interest me to talk to, and I want to fuck her and I can't. There you go. I can feel my mood getting lower as the hours pass now, a week with only half the blood I should have had making me feel like shit. Yet another reason behind my vile mood, I'm hungry and tired. I'm not overly friendly, but I'm not usually this angry. I'm merely bad tempered some of the time.

As I've said before, I don't mind humans all that much, and in my line of work I have to be people friendly to a degree. Some assume just because vampires are dead that we need no money. In a way that is true, but you will find a large population of us who actually do have jobs. My present career differs greatly from the one I had while I was alive. I wouldn't want that again now even if I could have it. Being an outlaw without the MC, nah. Brotherhood was part of the reason I joined in the first place, that sense of belonging. I haven’t even ridden a motorcycle since before I was turned. No point, with how fast I move.

My current job is something where I can put my artistic side to use. I've always been talented with art and drawing, something that Ursula brought out in me more (she is a talented artist and then some, the portraits she draws look like they're photographs) until I became so good that I decided I needed to do something with it, so I did. I am one of the three owners and operators of the all vampire run tattoo shop, After Dark. Yeah, it’s a cheesy name, but it fits, since we obviously don’t open during daylight hours.

It's actually a thriving shop if you're willing to only have your appointment between the hours of sunset and sunrise, mainly because as vampires we're much quicker than humans in the application of tattoos. This is what makes us popular, as well as the fact that the designs by me, Eric and Salvatore (Sal to his friends) are the best in the whole of Las Vegas. Our skills cannot be beaten, hence why we've a waiting list that stretches into June next year. Even with me being away for two months and having to cancel all my appointments, it won't dent the business much. I'm good enough to wait for.

Ahhh, I smell a woman coming my way, a very specific one, too. Edie is here. I can detect her scent as soon as she walks into the building, even from down here. I know where all the humans are when they're here at any given time, because I've picked up on their scents.

"Well, what do we have here then? According to your arrest sheet, you're a man who likes to pick on female E.O's, including stabbing one in her left breast with a broken bottle, and throwing another into a pile of burning debris. Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you," she chuckles, after walking in and approaching the human, his rap sheet in her hand.

"If you think I can be intimidated by some little bitch with pastel purple hair and no tits, then you've got another thing coming," the human replies with a snort, spitting on the floor.

"Funny, that. He said more or less the same to me when he came in, when he had both arms still,” she replies, gesturing to me with a pointed finger. Aha, that was pretty clever, I'll give her that.

He’s defiant in the face of her assertion. "Well, I'm not him.”

"No, you're not. You're several rungs below him in the food chain, in fact. If I have no problems putting him in his place, you don't pose any issues for me. Now, shut your mouth. Actually, you've no need to. I'll shut it for you.” Recoiling her fist, she swings hard, punching him straight in the jaw, her right first following the left before the left follows again and so on, until the chamber is filled with the sound of her raining blows upon his face.

"I'd have loved to have gotten my hands on you out there in the riots, I'd have torn you to bits in five seconds flat, bitch," he taunts her with as soon as she stops punching him.

"You really think so, huh? Okay, I'll let you keep on thinking that." She changes up her attack tactics to kicking, spinning off one foot to throw the other straight into the side of his ribcage. His beatdown continues while he carries on taunting her, using anything he can to try and piss her off, with none of it working. He's truly pathetic, but it’s as I hear his words and taunts that I suddenly I’m given something to think about. I have lowered myself in the insults I have personally thrown at Edie. Hearing them all handed back to her through the mouth and words of a human, and such a lesser human to myself, it's made me see that in handing her the same insults, I am lowering myself to his level. Pond scum level. Fuck. Ursula would be ashamed, and that is what smacks me the hardest.

I know what she'd say, I can hear her voice in my head. 'Angel, we do not lower ourselves in our retort to petty insults. Unless you can say something of significant cleverness with that mouth, it is best you keep it shut. Be dignified in your spite, my child.' That's exactly what she'd say to me, I know it. Messing with her head over her intellect, or lack of it, and getting her to say far more than she wants to me at times are all I should resort to. I know Ursula would tell me to just take my punishment without even acknowledging the human at all, that as a vampire I must find that aloofness to them and the situation. I struggle with it, though, that part of my nature is yet to mature, even though I turned a hundred this year.

I think I've got a little better, so much in the fact I can at least tolerate a human without wanting to kill them if they annoy or piss me off (for the most part) even if I can't control that impulse when having sex with them. This is why I don't do that any longer. Fuck, I'd do anything to fuck someone right now. Not that I'd be much good. I'm surprised I have a libido at all, I feel so weak, and lack of blood means I couldn't even get hard. We physically can’t, unless we’re fed.

The constant touching of silver to my skin is enough to drain me of my strength, Ursula's blood that I drank from her wrist before I was brought here now all worn off. Vampires seldom drink of each other, but when we do this is the only way, a creator giving their offspring blood if they need it. Any other dead blood will kill us. That was what made me that extra touch malevolent and powerful when I first arrived. It is also why I'm stronger than most vampires my age (EZ for example) because I was made with such ancient blood.

Still though, that strength fades from me with each day that passes. I have to endure sharing space in this chamber with many more humans, who all get on my last nerve, and of course, I also have to endure more pain from Edie, loathing her for every single ounce she inflicts upon me with such gusto.

I was wrong when I said she wasn't built for this job, for she's very enduring with her punishment. She doesn't tire, and with each time she inflicts pain upon me or a human that comes here and passes on again, her tenacity grows. She shows me two things in the first three weeks I'm here. The first is that she's much stronger than I even realised, and the second is as that while her strength remains constant, mine continues to weaken.

#angel reyes #angel reyes x ofc #angel reyes imagine #angel reyes smut #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes fanfic #angel reyes fic #vampire!angel reyes #mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc fanfiction #mayans mc fanfic #mayans mc fic

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HELLO BESTIE HERE TO SEND ASKS!!! top five favourite asoiaf characters and why? or just five you like :)))

AHHH HEY THANK U🫶

Okay so in no particular order

-Davos: this is just my Guy. He’s such a genuinely good person, which we see so little of in the series, and so sensible too. It’s almost a relief when u see him among all the stupid bullshit. I love him I wish he was my dad I also wish he could fix Stannis. I think it would be cool if he could be happy, but that’s never gonna happen so I am content with him just being alive

-Dany: the babygirl of all babygirls. She can’t do any wrong I am her biggest defender. She’s been through so much it makes me sad but she proves she’s a good person and a good ruler time and time again. Gets way too much unnecessary hate like she isn’t a teenager trying to stop slavery and watch over three cities at once. I want to kiss her head and put her in therapy

-Robb: my Princess Diana. His honor got the best of him and that’s what makes his story so deliciously tragic. Another one of the rare good people in this story. He was just a teenager who lost his dad and wanted to get revenge like anyone else would but he also wanted to do right by his family and do everything in the most honorable way I love him so bad :(

-Brienne: she’s just like me fr like one of the characters I relate to a lot 💔 her hero’s journey has been so beautiful and the way GRMM flips the whole “knight and lady/beauty and the beast” story on its head with her and Jamie is so fucking good man. She is so similar to Sansa in that she has a good world view and wants life to be a fairytale even though she knows it’s not :( she is the best knight ever and deserves to be loved and honored and not treated like dog water thank you for coming to my Ted talk

Catelyn: she is so mother in the literal and figurative sense. I love how arya looks like Ned but acts like her and Sansa looks like her but acts like Ned! Cat is a fiery lady! She’s good and decent and loves her children but she’s never going to be docile. Her and Briennes interactions always make me tear up when you think about the different ways a woman can have strength and Cat has that motherly kind. And yes she hates Jon and makes stupid choices but I will never blame her bc that’s kinda on Ned and she also wants her kids back. Number one shooter for her always

Honorable Mentions

-Arya: SHES JUST A KID MAN :( I think she’s a fun little bad ass but I also want her to take her anger out in little league soccer rather than assassin training

-Bran: ALSO JUST A LITERAL CHILD lowkey fuck bloodraven for choosing this nine year old to be God but I digress. He’s suffered enough

-Tyrion: What a truly grey character. I fucking love reading him he’s so divisive. Watching him spiral into the darkness is kinda fun

-Jamie and Theon: war criminals? Yes. Silly little babygirls? Yes as well

-Barristan: cries

-Stannis: cries again

-Meera: she’s hauling ass trying to get Bran to that fuckass tree I respect her so much. She had to leave her family behind and go beyond the wall and her brothers gonna die I need a minute to compose myself

#thank u love for the ask :D #this was fun to do!!#asoiaf #game of thrones #asoiaf ask

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I LOVED THE NEW TRADITIONAL EXTRA!!

I mean I LOVE jealousrry honestly, I eat that up every time! But oh god Traditional Harry is such a love sick idiot in the nicest way possible lol like Niall is like his best friend what is he thinking!?

Also the way my mouth DROPPED WHEN I READ HE FIRED NIALL!!!!!! WTF WAS THAT LIKE HES INANSE!!?!? Like I knew he has like a slight jealousy problem but like FIRING HIM WAS WILD!

I’m also kinda glad she like confronted Harry about that because I do love the angst/drama lol

But omg my girl can’t catch a break lol like she gotten hurt so much there I can’t lol BUT A CAR ACCIDENT!? Like my heart dropped :( but kinda glad Harry had to grovel just a bit even though that’s an intense situation lol

Also Louis is better than me because if I were him I would have said so much more shit to Harry!

Ahhh anyways I loved it as always! Thank you bestie!!! Love you!!-💜

I also love jealous Harry I wish I wrote him better tbh. I feel like I’m not that good at it or it’s always the same thing hahaha

But yeah. He IS insane. You can say it. I designed him that way lol. I love drama hehehe so I do think Niall will be back in like 2 business days hahaha so no worries on that front. I couldn’t see her not confronting Harry about it though. Like that would have made me want to throw up.

Three summers ago I watched all 18 seasons (at the time) of greys anatomy so basically I love adding car accidents and drama and hospital visits lol. I also LOVE to make Harry grovel 😈

Louis was just more concerned about her being hurt to focus on yelling at Harry (and I definitely didn’t run out of ideas for him) but I do think he was very distraught after the stuff with her brother so I feel like it was just enough for now. Maybe I’ll circle back to Louis being grumpy toward harry 😉

Thanks so much for reading! It was so nice to see your message on my way home from work! 💕

Xoxo

#💜#traditional

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IT PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH AND I HATE ALL OF THE THINGS I GOT TO KNOW ABOUT THIS ERA THEIR HARD WORK IS NOT APPRECIATED ENOUGH WAHHH

i didn't even have the motivation to check out the last song from them ngl💔💔very sad about them but maybe i will like it after watching music shows lmao i wont give up (fully) on the 03liners💔 WAITTTT TRUE HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT INTAK WHAT THE HECK I WAS SO HAPPY ABOUT HIM (and same i saw that they are having a cb and i was like:o i forgot about u guys:o) AN AMAZING CREW!!!! also would selfishly add enhypen sunoo he is a lovely 03 liner as well🥹 (idk know mcnd☹️☹️ i heard like 2-3 of their songs but i never checked them out☹️ BUT IM HAPPY THERE IS AN 03 LINER IN THERE!!!)

IT IS IMPORTANT BUT IM STILL NOT SURE IF ITS 100% TRUE😭 i love keeho so much like that was the point where i was like yeah u are going to be my fav from here!! seeing the screenshots of it still makes me laugh so much

i can imagine that😭 my sister was in the exact same situation as u💀

IT WAS!!!! dino is lovely and i would love to see u being his body guard ngl🤣 I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DIDNT DO IT💔💔just such a big heartbreak💔💔ALSO TALKING ABOUT TREASURE DID U HEAR THE SNIPPET HE POSTED OF A SONG??? it sounds very great imo

I CAN SO RELATE TO THAT!!! english is so hard without english classes i never realized that till now💔 i only talk in english with my sister but it's a mess i even just struggle to put together sentences now😭 writing my replies takes so much brain cells from me so i always just pray that u will get what i'm trying to say even if it's not correct lmao🥸 RECORDING VLOGS IS SO MUCH FUN!! i did it for a while and it was so amazing so i recommend it only sent them to my bestie but it was actually so funny😭 THE BRITISH PEOPLE GOT US REAL HARD💔

(AHHH THANK U SO MUCH;-; I APPRECIATE IT!!! HANBIN!!! I HOPE U WILL HAVE MORE MOMENTS OVER HIM LMAO HE IS VERY GREAT😌 although be careful with asking me about zbone members cuz idk three of them;-; but working on it🤞 and u can tag me or message me ofc i dont mind🥹💕) (liebestraum anon🥳💕)

LITERALLYYYY i saw a tiktok where it compared all the other dances where its a member x woman (ten or baek) and it said "so this is okay, but this isnt?" showing enha and the comments were like "we are the problem" LMAO so at least they are self-aware.

no because i was really disappointed too >:(( but the title track still slaps i said what i said. watched them perform it too and they have cute bubbly vibes i am heartbroken for the lack of interest from my side. NO BC WHEN I STARTED BIASING INTAK AND REALISED HE WAS A 03 LINER I HAD A MENTAL BREAKDOWN. ((still am a jiung girlie at heart tho). i am really excited for their cb tho it sounds amazing!!! HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT SUNOO WHAT THE FUCK AAAAAAAAAA IM SO SORRY he's my fav 03 liner. ((there are actually 2 03 liners in mcnd but i forgot the other one LMAO i honestly cant remember their names anymore but i had a very short mcnd phase lol. all i know is that i'd die for minjae thats all)

i would honestly be a good bodyguard bc i have a lot of rage in me. like i could fully fight someone if i was mad enough LMAOO. everything for dino baby <3 I DID SEE THE SNIPPET I LOST MY SHIT LOWKEY HIGHKEY I AM SO EXCITED AAAAAAA

i mean english isnt really hard for me if we are talking abt writing and stuff but speaking out loud is more difficult if you don't regularly do it >:( dont worry we are on the same wavelength i always know what u mean w your replies AHAH sometimes i speak in eng w my roommate bc she is an english major (she only picked the major bc of me and then i ended up doing psychology so i owe her this bc her english isnt as good as mine) I USED TO RECORD VLOGS W MY BROTHER but we never posted them thank god. i'm still down to do it honestly its so fun LMAO

hanbin.......i looked up his name on tiktok once and now my fyp is filled with him and im so in love he's so cute and adorable and sweet like i saw clips of ppl giving him letters and how much he loves getting them and even asked if anyone has letters for him please zb1 fans give him letters!!!!!! no bc i only know ricky, hanbin, zhang hao and matthew :,) but the more i see them on my fyp the more i am convinced to stan once they debut like i legit debated on watching boys planet yesterday bc i lowkey like survival shows but when i found out the eps are 2 hours long i decided to just....not...do that...

also a small update on the tbz recs i did some progress and i really liked diamond life and survive the night :p i have like 11 songs left from the ones u recommended LMAO but yeah i loved those two

#liebestraum anon #also when i saw you reblog my fic i almost cried

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Chemical Reaction

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.

“Ahhh!” Michelle cried out, slamming her phone onto the table she and her friends were having lunch at.

At first, neither of them took a glance, just happily munching on their meals until Michelle cleared her throat and said, “Umm, UTV is having a concern next month! In our state!”

“AAAAHHHH!”

Finally, the response it deserves, Michelle thought as her friends joined in the shrieks.

“I’ve been waiting years for them to tour this dump,” Michelle’s friend, Cindy, said. “Can you believe it?”

“I’m practically dying,” their other friend, a girl who preferred to go by Nebula, said in a monotone voice. “But like, in a good way. Never thought UTV would ever have a comeback tour and stop by here in the armpit of the nation.” Nebula took the phone and eagerly began to read through the website details.

Cindy set her boba tea down and let out another quick shriek. “I was just watching their last tour the other night. It must be fate that this is happening.” She took Michelle’s hand, oblivious to Michelle’s blush, and cheered. “Luckily we got UTV’s number one fan as a bestie, huh, Nebby?”

Nebula cringed at the nickname but didn’t respond. Her attention too focused on the phone as her grimace grew. “Uh, Nebby? Everything ok?” Michelle asked.

“No, it isn’t. This concert’s being held on the other side of the goddamn state and neither of us have a car.” Nebula slammed the phone on the table and crossed her arms. “The universe just loves giving me hope just to dash them at the last second.” Looking up at the sky, she said, “Wouldn’t it be easier to just kill me already?”

Michelle gasped and took the phone back. Nebula was right. It’d take hours on the highway to reach the concert site and on top of that they’d probably need to stay a night at a nearby hotel to save up on having to do two back and forth trips. None of their parents would trust the three with cars or staying a hotel by themselves. By now, the fantasy of UTV playing in front of her was slowly growing further and further away—just out of reach. “This… can’t be happening.”

Cindy scowled and slammed her hands on the table, not caring at the glares she kept receiving. “Fucking—goddamn—motherfucking! Ahh!” At first it seemed as though she would exploded, but settled for merely lying down on the table, sighing. “What’s the point of being 18 when you can’t even drink or have a car or anything?”

“Such is the plight of the young woman,” said Nebula. “We have rights but we don’t have rights.”

“Then let’s take our rights back.” Michelle stood up from her chair, glaring defiantly at whatever god or demon decided to fuck with her chances to taste UTV’s sweat live on concert while they played. “You guys forget about my special little brew?”

Nebula and Cindy stared at her blankly before gasping. They both grinned, sharing an excited glint in their eyes. “Girl, you never fail to disappoint me,” said Cindy, shining like the sun.

“And Michelle gives us another ray of hope,” Nebula said like a prayer. “Hard to believe a saint walks among us.”

“Full moon’s in a few weeks. So we got plenty of time to get the potion ready.”

“But, who you gonna take over this time?” Cindy asked. “Our folks’d get suspicious about one of them suddenly be willing to chaperon us for a UTV concert. If it was the fucking Beetles, maybe...”

“Oh, I won’t be taking over any of our parents,” said Michelle, smirking as she visualized her target. “Just watch, girls. I’ll get us a car and a little chaperon for us.”

Michelle’s older brother, Frankie, was on the verge of graduating college. Pursuing a degree in Business and minoring in Econ, he was a gifted entrepreneur and already had a small business with some buddies from the same program. Not only that, but he had seriously bulked up in the years spent in his university’s newly built gym.

And all of that was the reason why Michelle had never hated Frank as much as she did now. Every time he went to the town’s gym with his fuckboy friends, he posted it online for the world to see. And, unfortunately, Michelle had the misfortune to witness friends and family gush over her brother through their brown-nosing social media posts.

However, Michelle had the opportunity to nab that all for herself. This was the first year Frank was gonna stay with his family for the summer, and Michelle wasn’t going to let that opportunity slide. The concert was a simple excuse to take advantage of that and help her friends out at the same time. A win-win for all except her bro.

On the night of a full moon, Michelle brewed the potion to use next time Frankie came back from the gym. UTV’s concert was coming up soon, but she had already reserved the tickets and hotel room by snatching up Frankie’s credit card while he wasn’t looking. “To make up for all the birthdays he missed,” she told herself.

Frankie returned a few hours after Michelle’s plan was in motion. “Hey Michelle!” he said, roughly ruffling Michelle’s hair as he arrived from the gym. She knew it was unintentional, but he was always rough with his affection. “How you doing?”

Michelle shrugged. “Going about it day by day. College’s looking more and more unaffordable by the second.”

Frankie grinned and laughed. “Hey, don’t worry! Worst comes to worst, I’ll help mom and dad pay for your tuition. I really want my li’l sis to enjoy college like I did.”

Michelle beamed at him, glad to see he didn’t suspect anything. “You must be parched after spending so long in the gym.” Taking out a sports drink container full of her potion, he tossed it to her eager brother. “Here. My treat.”

“Hey, thanks!” Without even checking what was inside, Frankie threw his head back and chugged most of the contents. Gullible as always, Michelle thought, only barely managing to suppress her smirk. “This shit taste fan-fucking-tastic, Michelle. Buy me some more if you get the chance.” Frankie ruffled her hair some more before making his way over to his room.

“Ten-mississippi, nine-mississippi,” Michelle counted down after a few minutes passed. Once she got down to zero, she walked over to her brother’s room and pressed her ear against the door. A thud and a low moan soon followed. Perfect. She threw the door open and found her brother lying on the ground and struggling to reach the door. “Hey there, bro,” Michelle said, grinning madly at her prey.

“Mi-Mi...” Frankie tried to speak, not having the energy to do so. “Heeeeelp…”

“Don’t worry, Frankie,” she said, walking around him and staring down at his naked, muscular back that would soon be hers. “That pain’ll end soon. And then I’ll feel so much better.” All his brother could even say was a moan of agony. “Don’t worry your dumb head over it. Just lie back and enjoy.”

He couldn’t even say anything in return as Michelle kneeled down and pressed her hand against his back. After a bit of force, Michelle’s hand fully sunk into him, as though his body was liquid. Frank let out a pitiful moan as his sister penetrated him, but she paid him no mind. In fact, Michelle enjoyed it. “I’ll be gentle,” she giggled.

Frankie let out another moan as Michelle placed both of her hands and feet inside of him, phasing through his skin with little resistance. “Wh-Whyyyy?” he managed to utter, squinting and blinking in the unbearable uncomfort that the possession process caused. His breathing was reduced to quick gulps of air and groans of agony bordering on pleasure from bondage.

“Because it’s my turn to have all those privileges!” Michelle shouted as she pressed more of herself into her bother. “It’s my goddamn turn to be the golden child. It’s my fucking birthright you piece of shit!” Frankie grimaced as his sister slowly sank further into the depths of depravity.

Hearts and souls mixed into one; a cocktail of ecstasy and terror as Michelle fully phased into her own brother. Frankie turned over, his back to the floor as limbs coiled and his core rose and fell with endless convulsions. “Lemme goooo…!” Frankie tried to say again.

Michelle ignored his screams. Instead, she focused her resolve while she navigated his core and soul. Arm in arm, leg in leg—Michelle oriented her now intangible, phantasmic form to drive into her brother’s much larger body. Physical sensations were slow but eventually came to her. The pleasurably soreness of the gym alongside the strain of resisting possession gently washing over Michelle. She flexed her fingers as her brother moaned in panic.

“I-I can’t feel my hands...” he said as Michelle began to flex and feel the strong, firm muscle just beneath his skin. “Michelle, I can’t feel myself. Please…”

“Ssshhhh, relax, Frankie,” Michelle whispered as the her brother’s limbs warmed under her control. “Oooh!” she said, wincing with pleasure as the lovely soreness that comes from a nice and productive day at the gym nearly overwhelmed her. In that brief window, Frankie made a desperate dash towards the door only to fall flat on his face. Despite his will, he sat criss-crossed and started clapping, as if to mock his escape attempt.

“What’s wrong, bro?” said Michelle, matching her brother’s inflection as she spoke, “Just think of this as a sorta work out. Look at how much you’re sweating.” Feeling frisky, Michelle put her shirt over her nose and took a deep whiff to her brother’s disgust.

“Ohhhh, oh god, you smell like such a boy,” she cackled, so uncharacteristic in the normally chill Frankie. Michelle leaned back and lied down on the floor, moving and shaking her hips, toes curled and thighs rubbing against each other as an erection grew. Frankie continued moaning, but Michelle could feel his resistance weaken as the friction grew.

“P-Please, go ahead,” Frankie said, his quivering lips flipping to a lewd smile. “F-Fuck, use me like a doll, Michelle.” Michelle grinned. All of her victims, for the most part, were ‘stained.’ Bits of Michelle’s soul always managed to worm their way towards her victims. The preacher in her old Church group, the phys ed. teacher, and even a local officer were all perfectly fine with becoming tools for Michelle. Now, her brother would be the same way. “Just use me like a goddamn costume. Take me over. Fuck my brains out ‘til I can’t even remember my name. JUST—NNGGGH—JUST FUCKING USE ME!”

Frankie shot load after load of cum, staining his gym shorts even more than his trip to the gym had. “Ohhh,” Michelle sighed, stretching her new core and flexing her stolen limbs.

Each muscle stretched with a satisfying pop! Not just that, but the new weight and the height that Michelle was now endowed with gave her a brand new appreciation for her own home. All of a sudden, Michelle needed to duck to go through the doorframes as she strode through her house. “Mmm, real nice. Damn straight,” she laughed with her brother’s low baritone. “Damn, bro! Lookit these fucking tits,” Michelle said as she bounced her pecs. “I could give such a good titjob with these things. You really were letting your assets go to waste.”

With a quick slap on her new ass, Michelle took her phone and began texting her parents and friends. In just a few convincing words, UTV’s concert was within reach.

“HO-LEY-SHIT,” shrieked Cindy as they drove to the hotel. “Michelle, I dunno how you do it, but you’re a goddamn miracle-worker.”

Michelle spares a quick glance at her brother’s handsome face before focusing back on the highway. “Well, y’know me,” she said, enjoying the low rumbling in her chest. “I’ve got the magic touch,” she said with a snap of her fingers.

“And the magic muscles,” said Cindy, running her hand down Frankie’s thick thighs. “God, your brother got so lucky with these genes. Like, everyone’s gonna be drooling over your bro’s big-ass body!”

“If they’re not busy drooling over UTV,” Nebula said, spread over the backside, arms folded in front of her chest like she was resting in a coffin. “Speaking of drooling, Cindy, turn it back a notch. Michelle’s still driving and I’d rather not end up in a coffin yet. Not ‘til I have the money to buy an expensive one.” Cindy immediately pulled her hand back to Michelle’s chagrin.

“Yikes, my bad!” said Cindy, tittering. Had it just been a joke, Michelle thought before turning to focus on traffic again. “Guess I got carried away. Sorry Mi-mi.”

Mi-mi...

“No, no, it’s no problem,” she said, shrugging awkwardly in this body that wasn’t used to it. Frankie melted away and Michelle felt back to that awkward girl that used magic to artificially give herself that confidence again. The rest of the ride was mainly Nebula and Cindy chatting back and forth with Michelle occasionally chiming in—just as it always was. Even in her brother’s body, in the body of a priest, an officer, and even a teacher, Michelle was Michelle. And thus, she was not confident, powerful, and she was certainly not Cindy’s lover.

An endless series of “I’m not,” thought Michelle, glaring at the road ahead.

It wasn’t long before they arrived at the hotel and left their stuff. “Only two beds,” Nebula noted. “We can share, Cindy. Frankie’s body’s kinda huge. It’d be like a soup spoon with a kitchen spoon.”

“Why do you have to mention spooning?” Michelle muttered, staring down at the ground.

Cindy said, “Sure, sounds good! I wouldn’t mind not getting crushed, tbh,” as if she didn’t hear Michelle.

“Well, let’s get going,” said Nebula. “UTV time!”

“AAAAHHHHH!” Though slow at first, Michelle joined in her friends’ shrieking, causing an imbalanced but still welcomed baritone to join in the excitement.

The concert, as expected, was great. UTV’s fusion of pop and metal combined with their looks filled the concert hall to its limit. People of all kinds from co-eds with bright futures to homely, middle-aged moms came from all over the state to listen to the comeback tour.

The one who stood out the most and kept getting conspicuous yet lustful looks was Michelle. She moved her borrowed body to the rhythm, breaking into a sweat. For the moment, caught up in the harmony, she forgot about Frankie and Michelle and only enjoyed the music. The eyes she caught remained unnoticed, even Cindy’s.

Once the concert wrapped up, Michelle sat by some nearby bleachers, stretching her sore muscles. “Damn, didn’t think dancing was like a full-body workout.” She looked around, trying to find her friends. Somehow, Nebula and Cindy wandered off without her realizing. “Nebby! Cindy!” she called out, forcing herself to stand up tall as she searched for them.

“Uhhh...” A chill went down Michelle’s neck as she heard a low yet familiar moan come from behind. She turned around and saw a half-conscious Nebula being supported by a grimacing Cindy.

“Mi-mi! Heeeelp!” Cindy said. Michelle ran over and almost threw Nebula to the roof with her new-found strength. “Oh, my bad...”

“Uhh, I’m sooo sleepy,” said Nebula with a long, drawn-out yawn. “Take me to the hotel room.”

“What happened?”

“Drank too much,” said Cindy, sighing. “She’s a sleepy drunk. Always was.”

“It was real goooood,” mewled Nebula.

“You’re gonna have to carry her,” said Cindy. “Dunno if you noticed, but uh...” she gave a weak flex, showing off her twiggy arms. Michelle doubted Cindy carried anything heavier than her purse.

“No prob,” said Michelle. Not for the first time, she was glad that her brother had such a large back. Carrying Nebula was like carrying a school backpack.

Nebula let out a small yawn and hugged Michelle close. “You’re like a giant pillow,” she muttered, nuzzling close to Michelle’s neck.

Cindy looked on with a blank expression.

“W-Well,” said Michelle, her face hot, “Let’s get going.”

“Yeah...”

The walk to the hotel was a silent agony. Cindy just looked to the side, dodging questions with one-word responses. And Michelle wasn’t the greatest conversationalist, so all she could offer was, “So how ‘bout that concert?” and, “Y’know I think Zac looked pretty sweet tonight,” before falling into silence as well.

When the three of them finally arrived at the hotel, Michelle took special care to tuck Nebula in. “Well, looks like we’ll be sleeping together,” Cindy muttered. Michelle reddened but agreed. “What, not even gonna say anything?” said Cindy, raising her voice. “You think I’m that gross?”

“N-No…!” said Michelle, eyes glued to the floor.

“Well, I’m gonna go take a shower. See ya in a sec,” Cindy said. Carelessly and without shame, she threw off her shirt and bra to the side before strutting to the bathroom. Did she want Michelle to get an eyeful or…?

Michelle sighed and sat down on the empty bed. She stared up at the ceiling, her head a complete mess. What was Cindy trying to do? Seduce her? Or was she just messing with her?

I’m not gonna stand for this, Michelle found herself thinking, surprising herself. If she wants a dicking who am I to say no? Only the polite thing to do. Without realizing it, Michelle had been rubbing the hard on in her brother’s shorts. A few moans left her borrowed lips as she envisioned Cindy’s naked body, breasts swaying back and forth. Then, she flicked her brother’s nipples and shuddered as electric tingles wracked her body. “Ohh, hurry up, Cindy.” Michelle hadn’t understood what a sex drive really was until she dove into the body of her older brother.

Just before Michelle ripped the shorts off and just started whacking it right then and there, the bathroom’s door opened. Cindy stepped out wearing nothing but a towel. “Wow, I thought I took the hot shower,” she said, cocking an eyebrow at Michelle. “You’re looking redder than a tomato.”

Michelle swallowed and allowed her body to go with the flow. She stood up from the bed and smoothly sauntered towards Cindy. Her towering height only helped give her the edge as she leaned against the wall and said, “Sup, girl. Feelin’ lucky tonight?”

Cindy looked down at Frankie’s erection. A naughty glint appeared in her eyes and she said, “I thought you’d never ask.” She leaned in and kissed Michelle without warning.

For a moment, Michelle was ready to call it quits and retreat, but the raging stallion that churned inside of her brother’s loins pushed her forward. “Yeah...” she moaned into Cindy’s mouth. The hormones and excitement of a first kiss and a jock’s raging sex drive fused into a man that hungered. She lifted Cindy up and carried her over to the bed, their lips never splitting. “Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you,” she said, surprised at her gentle yet passionate words. Her brother—and now her—was a real gentleman. “I’ll be gentle...” she whispered.

Cindy whimpered. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Michelle swallowed. The spell had warned what sex with another person while possessing would lead to. The union of two souls into one while one soul was hijacking another would lead to an inseparable fusion. Not just Michelle, but reality as a whole would be changed forever.

“The meeting of two personalities…” That Carl Jung quote was still fresh on her mind, ever since the day she had read it on that spellbook. However, despite the fear and hesitation that Michelle should have felt in that instance never materialized.

“Both are changed forever,” Michelle said to herself, smirking as she realized that she would finally discard the shy girl always dragged herself down. Always afraid to try something new or embrace opportunities.

Michelle peeled the towel from towel from Cindy’s body, reveling in the little show she was making for herself. First the thighs, then the hips, and finally the cute stomach and her breasts. “Like what you see?” teased Cindy. “Well? Don’t leave me hanging, Mi-mi. Lemme see your bro’s goods.”

“You mean my goods?” said Michelle as she lifted her shift over her borrowed shoulders. “C’mon, just say Frankie, sweetie.” She leaned in and kissed Cindy once more, rubbing her thighs with one hand while removing her shorts with another.

Giggling, Cindy said, “Sure, Frankie,” before gasping as she caught sight of the large, erect cock just hanging in the air. “H-Hey, make sure you take it easy, ok?” For what must’ve been the first time in her life, Michelle witnessed a sheepish Cindy. “Never had anything that big in my life.”

“I told ya. I’ll be careful.”

“…Okay, I trust you.”

Michelle began with a few fingers. Cindy’s moans pushed her to continue. Once she was wet and comfortable, Michelle finally began to thrust inside of Cindy, getting a few moans out of the girl.

“Damn, you’re tight,” muttered Michelle.

“It’s not that, stupid,” said Cindy, “you’re way too big.”

“Sorry, sorry—“

“Just shut up and fuck me!”

Grinning, Michelle just said, “Whatever you say, ma’am,” as Cindy rolled her eyes. She worked into an even but still powerful rhythm. Her brother’s hips moved like a natural, only picking up speed when Cindy, through clenched teeth, demanded more. Meanwhile, Michelle took the liberty to explore every inch of Cindy she had looked but never touched out of lust and envy. Now, it was just pure pleasure and a desire to elicit more moans out of her partner. Confidence in her brother’s muscle memory fueled Michelle further.

“F-Fuck, Mi—Frankie, keep going—AH—keep going. Harder!” Cindy moaned and leaned back against the bed as Michelle increased her thrust.

The bed creaked and shook. From the other bed, just a few feet away, Nebula stirred before going back to sleep, unaware of Michelle’s actions. But she didn’t care. All she could focus on was ramming herself even deeper inside of Cindy and even deeper inside of Frankie’s soul. The boundaries between “I” and “he” thinned as the climax built up in Frankie’s loins.

“Say my name,” said Michelle.

“Frankie.”

“Again...” said Michelle, thrusting particular deep inside of Cindy. Cindy’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head as she stuttered out, “Fr-Frankie!”

“A-AH FUCK,” said Michelle. She could feel her ball churning and her core stiffen. “One more time. Say my goddamn name! With feeling.”

Cindy clenched her teeth, her legs trembling as Michelle slammed into her particularly hard—nearly lifting the bed from the floor. “Your name is Frankie!” she shouted as she climaxed.

“FUCK YEAH IT IS!” Frankie roared to the heavens as he came.

The following morning went by as a blur, but Frankie didn’t mind. The book warned about some level of jetlag once reality shifted. It wasn’t everyday that a wizard completely changed the world in his favor.

“C’mon, Frank,” said Nebula in her usual deadpan voice. “UTV’s gonna play again today. Heard that they were gonna dedicate this day to one of their music coaches or something.”

“Slow down, Nebby,” Frankie chuckled. Cindy was clinging to his arm, humming to herself as she leisurely strolled to the concert grounds. It was as if a miracle had landed on her lap and she was determined to indulge in every second of it. Frankie sighed but didn’t mind. “Got a clingy girl over here.”

Nebula grimaced. “Can’t believe I agreed to be the third wheel in this tour.” She turned to stare longinly at a poster of UTV. “Think I can snag one of them if I try hard enough?”

“Nebby, a woman can achieve she desires,” said Frankie, licking his lips as he caught his own reflection from a nearby window. “When two folks meet, who knows what’ll happen?”

#male possession #straight stuff #brother possession

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vvnyln · 2 years

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pov: you're besties with karasuno's 3rd years <3

☆ you're friends with karasuno's 3rd years and apparently someone has feelings towards you... maybe not only one... :0

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"ARGHH what is that?!?!" stomping your way towards your window. "who the hell keeps throwing rocks at my window?!" opening your window to check who has been throwing rocks at your window. "WHO–" you stopped what you were abt to say when you saw daichi, asahi and suga.

once you saw them, you quickly made your way down to your front door to greet them. "what are you guys doing here?! it's a good thing my parents aren't home." you said, leading them inside. "are you guys hungry?" you asked once they settled down in your living room. "let's order something!" sugawara suggests. "I'll get you guys water while you order. be right back!" making your way to the kitchen.

when you came back to the living room, you asked where kiyoko was. you didn't want to be the only girl here. you do trust these three but, you wanted someone to share girl gossips with. "she said she's busy." daichi replied to your question, helping you with distributing the glasses of water.

the five of you have been friends ever since your younger brother, kageyama, started going to karasuno. you visited karasuno to watch your brother's practice one day and met four lovely people! they were the same age as you, which is why the five of you became close friends so quickly.

"may I ask why you guys are here? and why were you throwing rocks at my window?" you asked, stuffing your mouth with pizza. "ryunosuke suggested it." asahi answers, wiping the sauce that was on the side of your lips. (actually... after he wiped the sauce you hid your red face from them.) "he said, the next time you guys visit her throw rocks at her window! that way, you guys don't have to knock on her door over and over again! she'll notice right away and you guys don't need to wait!" sugawara adds, mocking the way ryunosuke said it. "that kid..." you said with gritted teeth.

"we've got nothing to do so we thought we could crash in your place for a while." daichi says, answering your question earlier. "is tobio here??" suga asks. "nope! he's not home. he miraculously agreed to hang out with the other 1st years." you replied.

the four of you were watching a movie when suddenly... *KNOCK KNOCK* there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it! I'm the closest to the door anyway." asahi says, standing up from his sit. "who is i– umm..." asahi stood there frozen. "hello, Mr. and Mrs. Kageyama." he said, bowing to show his respect. "oh– hi there... umm... what's your name?" your mom greeting him back.

"wow... you have very good looking friends here, y/n." your mom compliments the three boys. "hahaha... umm.. they're actually from tobio's school. they're also in the boys volleyball club." you replied, helping out the three boys. they never really met your parents, that's why they're nervous. your mom only knows kiyoko since you often invite her to your house.

"ahhh... we really need to attend a game one day, and watch them play!" you mom excitedly exclaims. "where's kiyoko?" your mom asks. "she's probably on a date with that kid, ryunosuke." you said, nervously looking at you dad who was talking with the three boys.

– the conversation between the four men –

"hmm... do any of you like my daughter?" your dad starts. "umm... the guy that greeted you at the front door does!" daichi answers nervously. "no, sir! this guy does!" asahi quickly denying, pointing at sugawara. "I don't!– sir, I promise I do not have feelings for your daughter... he does." he said, pointing back at daichi.

"ahhh... I see now... you all have feelings for her." your dad says, raising one eyebrow. "NO!" the three of them shouts in sync, shocking all of you. the three of them nervously gave each other glances, still trying to deny what your father just said.

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"sorry that you guys had to deal with them..." apologizing to the three abt how your mom and dad acted a while ago. "it's okay! HAHAHA, I never felt so nervous before. I thought volleyball was the only thing that can get me nervous." sugawara says, laughing at his joke.

"byeee!! have a safe way back home!! see you next time!!" you waved them goodbye.

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little did you know, your dad was right. the three of them have feelings for you. yes, kiyoko knows. she was the one who figured it out for them. the three of them are aware abt each other's feelings towards you, and they honestly don't mind at all! they do get jealous when one of them gets too close to you but, they understand that it can't be helped. you will choose only one of them after all... who will you choose? 🌸

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(ctto of the pic above! <3)

♤this one was supposed to be a short one but I got too carried away ×_× I hope you guys enjoyed this! have a wonderful night/day <33 again, if you have any requests don't be shy to ask me! I'll try my best to do them ^^ part two of clearing out our unholiness from that oikawa one-shot @~@

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#anime #sugawara koushi #daichi sawamura #asahi azumane #asahi x reader #sugawara x reader #daichi x reader #kiyoko shimizu

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bukojuiice · 3 years

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rose-colored boy

ೃ pairing: (eren jaeger x fem! reader)

ೃ tags: college/modern au, fluff, humor, love at first sight cliché, mikasa is your cute little sister, armin, sasha, jean, and connie are your besties, and eren is a himbo who works hard and has terrible friends.

ೃ warnings: strong language and mild suggestive content

ೃ part 1/??? of my (eren x reader) college au!

ೃ word count: 3000 words

ೃ my nav → my mha writing masterlist

ೃ This is my very first snk x reader fic! so i hope you bear with some errors! qwq

i’ve been following the anime ever since it was released in 2013, and this is the first time i’m going to be writing for it. this month’s manga chapter really took me out so why not channel my sadness thru writing an fluff! eren fic? 🤧 i hope you enjoy either way!

ೃ please do reblog if you enjoyed!! (feel free to add tags too because i love reading them and my heart swells with happiness when people love my work!)

ೃ in which (Y/N) (L/N), 20, still in school, and regretfully-unregretfully-her little girl scout sister's assistant, meets eren jaeger in an embarrassing too innocent door-to-door cookie sale whilst a humiliating party was going on.

cookies, suspicious maybe-maybe-not pot brownies, meddling little sisters and friends, “oh my god they were roommates” vine on replay 24/7, homework, tears, and fairy lights bring them together.

“I’m going to enter now.”

“Ahhh yes, please!”

“Shut up, please.” Eren muttered to himself as he tossed and turned around in his bed, but still couldn’t get to sleep. “When will they ever stop doing this?” Why did Eren’s next-door roommate and his girlfriend have to do this five times a day? They had a lot of stamina for 21-year-olds who didn’t have anything better to do.

Eren’s thoughts eventually brought him to his parents.

His parents- did they even exist?

For pretty much 14 years of Eren’s life, they had been out of town or out of the country. His older brother, Zeke, blonde, bespectacled, tall, and sometimes too far up his own ass older brother who Eren is able to confide in from time to time, recently got a girlfriend whom he’s hopelessly in love with (they’re even thinking about getting married which isn’t really a problem since the girl is genuinely nice to his older brother so Eren is good with her.), so… things in the family had been a bit rough and busy to say the least.

Communication with his parents wasn’t always the best.

Eren would study late at night back when he was seven, because no one bothered to help him with homework. Along with the fact that he wasn’t the brightest kid in class, and he knew that very well, but he had ambition and he was determined to make it big in the world. He focused more on sports, particularly Soccer in middle school and high school, and tried to balance that with his studies. After being granted a Sports Scholarship from Shigashina University, Eren decided to rent and share a flat, living with his batchmates who he met at a mixer party (before Uni started as this whole meet and get to know each other kind of thing) and whom he was so quick to call his ‘friends’, just so that he could get out of the hellhole that was his own house.

But things turned out much worse than expected.

Eren thought that the ‘College Life’ was to focus more on pursuing your future career and make a name for yourself but… it was the other way around.

He thought that after Freshmen year, everyone would take things seriously. Sure, have some drinks, get wasted after finals, or have house parties from time to time. But he was unfortunately, dragged into the wrong crowd. After attending around 5 parties in the first few months of being generalized as one of the infamous and pompous freshman archetypes present in every university, he called it a year and spent the rest of his nights doing homework, projects, playing video games, staying at the school soccer field until 10PM while his roommates were probably smoking crack and not caring about the number of units they needed to take for each of their goddamn subjects.

He was ~living the life~ and now that he regrets most of the decisions he made in freshman year, the only option that he has left was to wait until his third year and move to a different apartment.

Now, here he was, Sophomore year, nearing the end of the semester, and very much eager to get the hell out of here and also study for his upcoming finals on Constitutional Law II, as his professor, Mr. Erwin Smith, was going to throw hands if one of his students score below average on the exam.

“EREN MICK JAEGER! BROOOO!” Eren winces when he hears the shrieky and annoying voice of his flatmate Thomas Wagner, calling out to him. “Wanna go and party with us?” Eren smiles halfheartedly, shaking his head, “Ah, no thanks. I have a game tomorrow and finals coming up on Thursday.” Thomas smirked and wrapped his arm around Eren, “Oh fuck that, live the college life ya spoon.”

“No, really I have to study.”

Thomas frowned and groaned, “Oh god, you’re such a killjoy. Fine, if that’s what you want. Don’t blame us if we tell you to buy some beer down the block.”

Eren cracked an obviously fake laugh and pushed Thomas away from him, “You’re an ass. That only happened once and that was when we first met. Don’t you even dare try to ask me to buy you shit again.”

“Woah. Woah. Woaaaaaah. That was a joke Eren. Loosen up will you?” Thomas raises an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by the brunette’s sudden aggressiveness. He hums Moves like Jaeger by Maroon 5 as a way to spite Eren whilst passing by him down the staircase.

The brunette shook his head, tying his hair into a bun carelessly and sprinting into his room without uttering another word.

Eren just wanted to study. He really did.

Instead, his roommates, all of them, mind you, were all partying in the lounge and the music was too loud and Eren was too annoyed.

They did manage to bring him out and make him stay in the kitchen where he mindlessly glared at anyone who came in. He sighed and tapped his pen restlessly amongst the insane amount of books on the table.

There was a knock.

His roommate, Floch, came in the kitchen with his girlfriend who Eren couldn’t even name with all the women he has brought into the apartment. She was hanging onto his arm and giggling. Floch’s eyes were red and his speech very slow and lazy. "Eren!" he said with a sly grin.

Eren raised an eyebrow, shooting him an irritated look. "What now Floch? Are you here to tell me to take a shot again?" The ginger-haired’s girlfriend giggled once again and kissed Floch’s cheek. Floch laughed and swatted her away, though he missed by a long shot. "Someone's at the door," a thumb pointing to the den. "wouldchumind ge'in it?" another giggle. The girl nodded sloshily. "Yesss! Erenieee get 'em door, please. Be a dearrrrr."

Eren frowned and stared at them menacingly, earning no reaction from the two as they were mad drunk. "You were just in the den," Floch’s eyes widened. "My lovey wovey-we was in the den?" His girlfriend’s mouth went into an O. "Di'nt notice tha'!"

Eren sighed and stood up. He miraculously got through the throng of bodies and to the front door. "Yes?" he called out exasperated, not knowing who was outside.

"Do you want cookies?"

Eren turned and looked to see a little raven-haired girl, a girl scout no less, a blonde-haired boy pulling on a trolley who looked significantly shorter than him, wearing rimmed glasses, and an overall appearance whom his “friends” would immediately label as a nerd they had to be a few feet away from if they saw him and lastly, a girl who looked very tired and very done with life.

Beautiful (h/c)-colored hair, her eyes looked like the starry night sky, twinkling as he catches her gaze and a smile that looked forced, but warm all the same.

A girl who was just absolutely fucking gorgeous.

Eren was captivated. His heart was beating like crazy and he could feel his ears turn red. He would make a fool of himself if he looked red as a tomato right now.

"Um," The girl peeked inside and grimaced, squeezing the hand that was her little sister's shoulder and catching Eren’s gaze. "Mikasa, I don't think these kinds of guys would want cookies."

“Unless they're pot cookies,” Eren almost said. Mikasa pouted and widened her eyes at Eren.

The older girl crouched down and frantically covered her little sister’s eyes. "Nopenopenope, Mi, don't pull that on him."

"But (Y/N)!"

(Y/N).

Her name was (Y/N).

Eren smiled sincerely (for the first time today) and leaned back inside to the drawer by the door to grab the extra cash he and his roommates put there for emergency pizza and stuff. "You know what? You're absolutely brilliant at selling cookies. I'll take one."

Mikasa smiled back at him cheekily and tugged her older sister’s hand. "See, (Y/N)?! He wants some! Go get 'em!”

The raven-haired girl then turned to the blonde teen, practically jumping up and down. “Armin look! We sold another one!"

“We did!” The boy who was apparently named Armin, clapped his hands together, then gave the little girl a high five. “You’re a natural at this Mikasa!”

(Y/N) looked at Eren, then Mikasa, and sighed. She grabbed a bag from the trolley Armin was dragging around and pulled out a box of cookies. Eren grabbed them slowly from her, their hands almost touching as he gave (Y/N) a small smile. The (h/c) girl blushed lightly, though not visible enough for the brunette to notice.

"Hope to see you again!" Eren called out when the siblings said their thank you's and bid farewell.

And, this time, even for the slightest moment, Eren’s serotonin levels were going straight through the roof. His heart was still beating loudly, almost in sync with the trash music his roommates were blaring on the speakers. and for a moment, even just for a moment.

He felt genuine happiness that he hasn’t felt in a very long time.

The three of you continue to walk animatedly, now that the coast was clear and the guy from earlier wasn’t within earshot, your blonde friend just had to break the silence.

Armin smiles, pushing his glasses up to the crook of his nose. “(Y/N), you did see how he looked at you right?” The blonde chuckles softly, catching his best friend off guard.

You blinked. “Him?” You try to stop yourself from smiling, blushing profusely. “Geez Armin, I don’t even know his name yet.”

“I’ll bet you 100 bucks that he goes to our Uni.”

“Even if he does, it’s not like we’ll talk to him or anything. Judging from the place he lives in and the people he was hanging out with, we’re in two completely different worlds.” You shook your head in denial, holding Mikasa’s hand, your interlocked arms swinging playfully. Armin gives you a knowing look in response.

Mikasa continued to wave back at the boy whom they had just sold cookies too. (Y/N) looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Wasn’t he nice (Y/N)?” Mikasa asks her older sister. (Y/N) returned her sister a small smile, “He was.”

"I hope we see him again!"

"I'm sure we will."

The day of Eren’s dreaded finals finally arrive.

He has prepared tirelessly for this. Hours upon hours of hard work. But, before he finally gets his well-deserved sleep, he has a few more hours to cram and absorb more knowledge for his exams.

So, what better way to do so than head straight to the library as soon as it opens at 6 AM?

This time, no one was going to bother him. No annoying roommates and no distractions.

Eren heads over to a table near the coffee and snack machines. He puts down his bag on a seat next to him, and begins to study once again. Looking through the course materials and the lessons that he still didn’t quite understand. Eren was so absorbed with studying and relying on his gut feeling that no other student in this university would think of going to the library at 6 AM on the day of finals… then he’s wrong. Very wrong.

“Sasha, should you even be eating mashed potato this early in the morning?” Armin asks the brunette worriedly, a huge tone of concern in his voice.

“Armin! Don’t chu worry! I ate heavy breakfast! Bacon, Eggs, and Toast! Did you not see me in the kitchen!?” She reassures her blonde friend, continuing to scoop up the mashed potato on a reusable cup.

“Liar.” Connie hissed, narrowing his eyes. “I was awake since 4 AM. Not once did I see you sneak into the kitchen until (Y/N) woke you up.”

“Atatata. Can we… stop with the negative vibes for a second?” Jean tries to become the mediator by holding his hands up against his two friends who were about to start an argument. “It’s finals week. We have to keep a clear mind, body and soul-“

“Jean, you know that’s BS.” You yawn widely, still practically half-asleep.

“Oh, come on! Can’t you just let me be positive just this once!? If we fail this exam I’m going to blame you!“

The five of you continue to talk mindlessly on the way to the library. Connie pushes the glass door open, very much excited to have this huge library all to yourselves.

Until…

There was someone already there.

Your eyes immediately come into contact with Eren’s. His radiant jade eyes staring into yours, mouth practically agape, his hands holding on to wooden chopsticks as the hot air of instant ramen breezes through his face.

“Oh?” Connie blinks. “Guess we aren’t the first ones here then.” He whistles.

“(Y/N)!” Armin nudges you in the arm in an attempt to tease you. “Guess your wish came true huh? We did see him again! By himself too!”

“W-what am I supposed to do exactly?” You turn to Armin, speaking in a hushed whisper.

“Say thank you to him! Offer him to go on a boba date or something!”

“You got the Sasha seal of approval (Y/N)! He’s hot!” Sasha motions you a thumbs up and you can’t help but feel yourself already wanting to die of embarrassment.

The four of them slightly push you towards his table. With your friends cornering you like this, there was no way of escaping this.

All you had to do was talk to him and properly thank him for buying cookies from your little sister.

That was it.

No need for any extra ad-libs or poor and bad attempts of flirtation.

Just thank him (Y/N).

You can do this.

You breathe a hefty sigh then approach his table with confidence. The brunette continues to look up at you whilst turning the page of his reviewer that he wasn’t even looking at.

“Hi again! I just wanted to thank you properly for helping my sister and I, out the other day. Mikasa really appreciated the gesture you did for her, and she couldn’t stop talking about you to our parents since we saw you. You see, none of the other girl scouts want to be paired up with my sister because they think she’s an emotionless and monotonous freak. They’re really mean to her but she really wants to continue being a girl scout so my friend and I accompany her whenever she has to sell cookies!”

“It’s N-no problem!” Eren quickly replies, running a hand through his hair. “Why would they say such horrible things to your sister like that? Judging from the way she acted in front of me, she was quite the opposite. In a positive way of course! Those kids are just assholes who are intimidated because another girl their age is seemingly better than them.”

You giggle in response. “Thank you. I’ll tell Mikasa that you said that!”

There was short silence for a few seconds until you realized that you forgot to say something.

“Ah! I’m (Y/N) (L/N) by the way!”

“Eren.” He smiles, reaching his hand out to you for you to shake. You grip his strong and calloused hand firmly, and Eren could feel his ears turning red again while you were about to blush as red as a tomato.

You hear your friends snickering in the background and you took this as a sign to go back to your table. “I guess, I’ll see you around campus?” You ask, tilting your head. For, you actually really wanted to see him again after this.

“Yea! I’ll be seeing you!” He grins widely, watching you leave where he was seated. His smile then envelops into a frown as soon as you went away then he goes back to studying.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” Connie whispers loudly, calling you over by waving his hand. Why was this dunce being so painfully obvious? “Ask him if he’s looking for an apartment or if he wants to live with us!”

“Already!?” You ask in disbelief, a bit shocked by what Connie had just said. He scoots to the left, as you take a seat between him and Sasha. “Guys, you’ve known him for like… 3 minutes. Only Armin and I actually interacted with him before this.”

“He has to pass the vibe check first.” Jean shrugs, sipping on an iced expresso. “But, yeah, he does seem alright from a few feet away.”

“Come on (Y/N)! Ask him!” Sasha nods approvingly. “It’s weird that he’s studying alone like this while we’re in another table trying to remain unaware that he looks lonely as hell.”

“UMmMM… maybe he wants to study alone because that’s the only way he can focus? That’s a thing that normal people do, Sasha.” You remark sarcastically, trying to think up of more reasons to not approach him again.

Armin clears his throat, “Look, (Y/N), it won’t hurt to try right? Besides, don’t you feel a tiny bit sorry for him? He does seem lonely and you do have a crush on him so… more ways to interact with him right?”

Your shoulders slump and you breathe a defeated sigh. “Okay okay fine.” You make your way to Eren’s table again but before you do, you turn to your friends. “By the way, I don’t really have a crush on him just yet. I just find him cute okay?”

“Yeah yeah.” They say in unison as you continue to walk back to the brunette’s table.

“Hi again Eren!” You wave and try your best not to fumble or look painfully obvious that you were infatuated by him. He looks up and you try your best not to smile like a weirdo.

“Hm?” He hums.

“Would you like to come over to our table and study with us?”

To be continued.

#shingeki no kyojin x reader #snk x reader #eren x reader #attack on titan x reader #eren jaeger x reader #aot x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #eren jaeger x you #eren jaeger x y/n #eren x you #snk #aot

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