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wonglix · 4 years

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⤷ y/n x jeno (+ best friend!renjun)

⤷ you and jeno have been endlessly flirting with each other for months now, neither of you taking the next step of officially asking the other out - and it’s driving everyone around you insane. imagine renjun’s frustration when he gets stuck in a broken elevator with you two lovebirds for hours on end.

⤷ fluff

⤷ 2.0k words

⤷ warning: cursing

"y/n, you're here to visit me, your best friend, not that little loverboy of yours," renjun groaned after you asked him if jeno was around somewhere as well. a small chuckle blew past your lips, and you lightly smack renjun's arm, the boy looking at you with an unamused expression. "he's not my lover boy, injun." he looks at you with raised brows, "but you wish he were, and that's the point you thirsty little shit." you gasp, both of you bursting out in laughter. renjun wasn't wrong, quite the opposite actually: it's clear to most people at first glance that you and jeno are very much interested in each other. no one knows why you two don't just finally start dating; the constant shy glances and flirty conversations getting on everyone's nerves.

"are you two ever going to get together or am i damned to listen to your stupid flirting for eternity?" renjun mumbles out between bites of watermelon, the teasing smirk on his lips aggravating you only the slightest bit. you let out a hum while thinking about it, the question making you think for a bit. shrugging you look at renjun, "honestly? i don't know. i guess we both enjoy the chase. what if it gets weird between us once we start dating you know?" renjun nods and seems to seriously think about what you said, a small sigh leaving him, "you've known renjun for as long as i have, i'm pretty sure you two would fit together quite well," he chomps down on another piece of melon, giving you some time to think about his words. "also, i'm pretty sure the two of you wouldn't turn down other people if it really was about the chase."

you furrow your brows in confusion and renjun takes it as his cue to elaborate, "there were a few people that asked jeno out, and he turned down all of them. well, and you turned down those two guys from your history class too, didn't you? i'm pretty sure if the two of you only enjoyed a good chase, you wouldn't turn down people to mingle with. you two genuinely like each other, i'm sure of that. and as much as the two of you flirting annoys me, i just want you to be happy," renjun finishes, leaning over to steal a few pieces of melon from you. it's like renjun opened your eyes for you, the realisation that you're genuinely, completely, absolutely infatuated with lee jeno making your ears burn up.

renjun chuckles at the redness of your ears and the look of realisation on your face, "now you only need your loverboy to realise the same thing." you blink at him, and suddenly you feel helpless; it has been so easy to enjoy your back and forth with jeno, the flirty remarks and teasing touches always were easy to reciprocate, but now? now that you were aware of the weight of your feelings for him you felt like you've wasted so much time just idling about, so much time you maybe could've already spent in his arms.

renjun had stolen the rest of your fruits at this point, but you couldn't find it in you to care - your fingers were itching with excitement at the prospect of seeing jeno, the thought of spending any more time apart from him making your head spin. luckily for you, you agreed to a movie night with the rest of the dreamies. while you were on your way to the elevator to head to the dorms, you were trying to come up with a smooth way to open up about your feelings to jeno. renjun was rambling on about something you didn't really pay attention to, thoughts of jeno clouding your mind.

it's like fate decided to play cupid for the day because right there in the elevator was standing jeno, the surprised smile on his face quickly turning into a flirtatious one once he spotted you. "well hello there, precious. going up or down?" renjun let's out a whine, pushing past you to get into the elevator. "listen, i don't care what you two do once we're at the dorms, but please, please spare me until then. i don't think i'll survive that disgusting flirtatious bullshit." jeno snorts at that, throwing his arm around renjun's shoulder while you're getting in the elevator, pressing the button to get all of you to the ground floor.

"would you rather i flirt with you, jun?" jeno's voice was disgustingly sweet, and renjun shoved him away from himself, both you and jeno bursting out in small giggles. renjun grumbles annoyed and presses the button, the doors of the elevator closing smoothly. the elevator barely started moving when it stopped abruptly, the lights flickering above you. the three of you stayed silent for a second; waiting for the elevator to start moving again. it didn't.

"uhm..." jeno started, not really knowing what to say. turning to renjun you let out a shaky breath, "what do we do now?" renjun shrugged before experimentally pressing the emergency button, a loud sound ringing through the small lift. it took a few seconds until a voice spoke up, inquiring about the emergency. "yeah, uhm, we're stuck in the elevator." the lady on the other end hummed, faint typing being heard in the background. "alright, there's good news, and there's bad news. the good news is, don't worry, you're safe. don't panic and just sit it out until emergency services arrive," her voice was calm and comforting, though what she said next did anything but comfort you, "the bad news is that it's probably going to take a few hours until you're going to get out of there." it was silent for a second, jeno suddenly piping up, "a few hours? isn't there a janitor or something that can let us out?" the lady sighed, "no, i'm sorry. it's a bit more complicated than that. there's nothing we can do, so i suggest you get comfortable in the meantime. i'll make sure to contact the company that there are three people stuck in the elevator."

here you were, sitting on the elevator floor next to renjun, jeno sitting across from you. you had been talking about whatever came to mind for the past hour, the three of you slowly running out of topics to discuss. "i can't believe we're stuck," you whined for the approximately sixth time, head buried in your hands. "well, at least i'm here. it'd probably be even better without jun, like some prolonged game of seven minutes in heaven." jeno snorted at his own remark, renjun only grumbling out a small "more like hell."

after endless rounds of rock-paper-scissors and somewhat passionate discussions about whether water is indeed wet or not (which it isn't), the three of you reached a point of silence. it wasn't uncomfortable, but you wouldn't call it comfortable either - you were kind of just sitting there, and you were slowly starting to drift off. your head fell onto renjun's shoulder, renjun shifting a bit to make it a bit more comfortable to you, the boy already had gotten used to it over all this time as your best friend.

judging by the deep frow on jeno's face, he didn't seem to know that things like that were quite common for you and renjun. you were long gone at that point, sleep tugging on your conscience and dragging you into a deep slumber while renjun had to hold back from snickering at jeno's unhappy expression.

jeno was nearly burning holes through renjun at this point, "are you really jealous even though you two aren't even dating?" renjun had a teasing grin etched onto his face, jeno not being able to answer in more than a few stammers for a second. "w-what?" renjun snorted at the reaction, rolling his eyes at his friend.

"cmon, id be dead if looks could kill jeno. it's clear you two like each other so please just get it over with, i can't deal with two lovesick idiots at once." jeno was about to protest renjun's teasing until the words registered in his mind. "wait, two lovesick idiots?"

renjun can't help but let out an annoyed groan, "oh please! you can't tell me you're that dense, the two of you are so in love with each other its actually disgusting," you let out a whine when renjun gestures with his arms wildly, the movement momentarily ripping you out of your slumber.

jeno's silent for a bit, his gaze focused on you and your sleeping face; if there's anyone that should know how you're feeling, it should be renjun, right? jeno gulps, his gaze drifting back to renjun, "and...and how should i go about it? just, i don't know, ask them out or-" "YES!" renjun couldn't take it anymore; no one was leaving this elevator until the two of you finally sorted your feelings for each other out.

you're startled awake by renjun's outburst, tired eyes looking around in confusion. your eyes meet jeno's, and he feels his heartbeat ring in his ears, cheeks heating up and without much thought, without any plan on how exactly to go about it, jeno suddenly blurts out: "i like you, y/n."

confusion and sleep were still clouding your mind, so your first reaction was to stutter a bit, a frown on your face. "y-you- you what?" renjun sat next to you awkwardly, his eyes drifting back and forth between you and his friend. jeno cleared his throat, his nerves making his throat dry up, "i-i like you, and-...uhm, and i'm pretty sure you like me too."

you blink at him, a soft blush spreading on your cheeks; the sudden confession catching you off guard. you're stunned into silence, your brain still not working on its full capacity. "come on, answer him. don't make him wait, that's just cruel," renjun chimes suddenly in like some sort of referee, making you blush even more.

"uhm, y-yeah. i do, i like you too, jeno." you spluttered out, renjun mumbling a small "finally" you decided to ignore. jeno suddenly breaks out in the brightest smile you've ever seen and leans forward, his arms wrapping around you as he pulls you over to his side. "now you can sleep on me, where you belong."

"guys please, i got you together so please stop with the disgusting flirt talk or whatever this is supposed to be. please, until we're out of here, i beg you," renjun whined at the two of you, jeno grinning triumphantly as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you closer.

"jun, come on. did you expect us to stop once we're dating?" "we're dating?" your teasing made the cocky look on jeno's face drop, big eyes looking back at you in confusion. "uhm, yeah? i thought you know since we both-"

jeno was just too cute for his own good at that moment, so you lean forward and interrupt his defensive rambling with a soft kiss to his lips. it shuts him up and makes renjun let out a disgusted groan, small giggles escaping you. "i was joking, jeno."

the boy lets out a sigh of relief at that, elbowing you lightly, "don't play with my feelings like that!" giggling you nuzzle further into his side, "never, jeno."

it took another two hours until you were finally rescued, renjun letting out a giant sigh of relief after finally being able to leave the two of you alone. it's understandable; the poor boy had to listen to you and jeno's new-couple-talk for the last hours, the sweet compliments and cute giggles making him want to throw up. instead of joining the others for the planned movie night, you and jeno decided - to renjun's delight - to retreat into his room to spend some time together and finally take each other up on the flirtatious comments you've thrown at each other for the past months.

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codewordpumpkin · 3 years

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The Blacklist 8x04 Thoughts

i’m gonna begin with the NEGATIVES first because i like to end things on a high note:

- having to watch Liz reach a new low (shocking, i know) by manipulating and using Ressler, tarnishing a genuine friendship/partnership/sibling-ship through sex

- having to watch the most awkward sex scene in the world... what makes it awkward, you ask? well, the use of body doubles was way too obvious + liz’s dead eyes (lmaoooooo the bitch was ice cold) i mean cmon, i know the lights were off but at least try and be more convincing, girl

- liz impersonating a cartoon villain + liz trying to steal red’s associates literally made me laugh... ah what a joke :’) + i still genuinely don’t understand why liz is THIS fired up on getting “revenge” and killing red... like yes she has a right to be upset for red killing her bio mom in front of her but like... she knew kat for all of two seconds and liz has somehow forgotten all about kat using her and putting her daughter at risk and also conveniently forgetting about all the times RED WAS THERE FOR HER AND PROTECTED HER AND SAVED HER AND LOVED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i really can’t get over this “character development”... like at least give us a believable explanation for this stupid stupid stupid arc????

- tptb dumbing red down to allow liz to outsmart him... ughhhhhh cmon guys:

1. it’s MARVIN FFS! MARVIN!!!!

2. even if marvin was a traitor, no way red would hand power over to Skip or Chip or whatever the fuck his name is JUST LIKE THAT ugh

3. red (the one we know and love) would NEVER fall for the dumb ass ruse - airline tickets to switzerland with marvin’s real name on it lmaoooooo my god even liz admitted how lame that scheme was

3. cringed when liz got all giddy on the jet... taunting red on the phone as if she’s some mastermind.... bitch please

*now, finally, for the POSITIVES*:

- i actually love the fact that liz and ress slept together bc

1. she was using sex to manipulate ressler

2. her dead eyes say more than anything i could

3. lol it’s like when samar and ress slept together... did anything come out of that? nope, nothing except Saram... aka ressler is just a tool the girl must use to find her way to her actual soulmate/endgame

3. tbh i see this as tptb killing keenler. i have literally zero worries about keenler being endgame. even aram thinks it’s a terrible idea lol “tell me it wasn’t at your apartment”

4. also park calling ress out for wanting to protect liz + park calling ress hot last ep = me thinking park has more of an actual chance with ress than liz does... which is fine by me

- *UNICORN* SOCKS!!!!!! (agnes saying they’re good luck + ress asking liz if she thinks unicorn socks will protect her from red) y’all remember the unicorn references in that one ep back in s6 (seriously can’t remember which ep it was but i think it was in s6) where i think brimley (possibly?) had some sort of UNICORN speech and at the end of the ep (possibly?) red and liz sit on a bench and watch agnes riding the carousel on not just a regular horse but a UNICORN??? ALSO THE SOCKS WERE R E D!!! coincidence?? I THINK NOT

- liz taking her and tom’s engagement ring + thinking fondly of tom + talking to agnes about tom aka her agnes’ “father” = BAIT!!!! tom is dead (DEAD, dead) and not going to return except through flashbacks. I swear to god, tptb are using all this tom reminiscing to set up for some sort of revelation later on (a revelation regarding red and liz ofc... #agnesgate)

- liz looking gorg tho

- red looking gorg too

- shoutout to red’s associates who are loyal AF + liz talking to marvin in the restaurant as if she’s some italian gangster lmao... “you write your ticket... 50/50... i could make you riDICulOUsly RicH” lol also liz telling him red’s not loyal lol says the girl who betrayed literally everyone in her life lollllll please bitch go to your room)

- is it just me or is agnes getting blonder (yes i know it’s a diff child actress, but tptb chose this actress for a reason... #agnesgate)

- red’s very... interesting facial expressions (annoyed? mad? upset? JEALOUS?) when aram and ressler barged into cooper’s office to say liz called + red goading/pissing on Donald bc he fucking knows they slept together lmaoooo loved when red did his squinty face + his tone/face when he says “i believe you do... that’s what worries me” when ress said he believes liz was telling the truth about marvin turning +++ i also think red was more hardcore with marvin bc he was coming right from cooper’s office aka after his little butt-in with ressler aka after he found out liz and ress slept together AND HE’S PISSED (even marvin says “you’re so puffed up with anger, you don’t see it”

- this whole Sick Red arc being pushed in front of our faces and screamed into our ears (red repeatedly talking about his numbered days, repeatedly referencing his will (and leaving everything to liz), showing us red coughing blood + his many pills) just reinforces my belief that Red WILL NOT DIE... this is just bait + set up for next arc or endgame aka red and liz and agnes eventually living happily ever after

- Dembe telling red and us what we all already know aka RED LOVES LIZ!!!! + red admitting he “didn’t have a plan” in a heartbroken voice/face bc he’s a fool in love

- as much as i hate liz antagonizing red, i do like that this evens their playing field a bit, making liz more... worthy? capable? of being a partner to red

- love how murderous red’s face was when he warned the russian dude he better fucking NOT hurt liz keen

* SIDE THOUGHTS * :

- i hope marvin stays loyal to red even after all the goat torture... you’re the GOAT, marvin

- i wish we could’ve seen red’s reaction to liz escaping with agnes (bc he must know that puts agnes *cough-hisdaughter-cough* in even more danger)

- i can’t wait to watch red kill Skip lol

- im sorta ignoring the whole red being N13 thing bc i give zero fucks to who red was (and the entire mythology of the show at this point)... i care about WHO HE IS... and that is a man who just LOVES ELIZABETH KEEN... literally nothing else matters to me

- i know pretty much everyone HATED this ep, but overall, i actually enjoyed it

*** END OF TBL 8x04 THOUGHTS***

this took me forever and a half to write + is not edited (clearly) so please ignore any spelling/grammar/disorganization/whatever

#the blacklist #the blacklist 8x04 #the blacklist spoiler #the blacklist 8x04 spoiler #tbl 8x04 #lizzington

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28ivana28 · 4 years

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Frat boy Harry Styles one shot

Word count: 6003

Summary: Harry the star football player always gets on y/n’s nerves but this night its quite different when they find them selves alone at a party consumed with alcohol and lust.

Let me know what you think. I really enjoyed writing this so let me know if you would like a part 2.

WHY DONT YOU?

Another college party, yes. But first, a game of football. This is the typical routine for all us college kids, the intense and exciting (for some) football game, then the chaotic and wild after parties, almost always hosted at the frat houses. You used to love these nights and look forward to the thrilling games until you broke up with your boyfriend, one of the team players, one of the best players as well. Now that you’ve broken up with your ex boyfriend Gabriel you dread the weekly games, especially since your best friends adored the footy boys. Some of them were fine and their bodies were sure as hell fit but seeing Gabriel every weekend was a drainer.

Being in a sorority yourself, you do love to party, who doesn’t? But tonight you were in no mood for this weekends events. Having a full week of exams and a pestering ex has done you enough. Although you should want to let off some steam and get hammered, you truly just want to sleep. But of course, your two best friends Delilah and Lola have bugged you enough to finally force you to give in.

So here you are, sitting in the stands, surrounded by practically the whole mass of the college students, listening to screams, yells, chants, conversations and the stupid pom poms of the cheerleaders. Sure you could at least pretend to be enjoying yourself, but you’re not... so you wont.

“Come on y/n, stop being a Debby downer” Lola speaks, interrupting your thoughts. You can’t even be bothered moving your mouth to speak or make any noice, so you give her a fake smile and shake your hands in pure and utter fake excitement about the goal the hunk of a football player just scored, that is, Harry Styles. Harry is a different species, carved by the Greek Gods themselves, piercing emerald green eyes, luscious curly locks that frame his face like no other, perfectly toned and built body that is not too muscley nor too skinny, the perfect smile as well as smirk, the tattoos that scatter his body just add the tinge of danger to his persona and of course, he is British.

Although he is a spunk and arguably the best player on the team. His personality is a whole different story. Sure the kids done nothing wrong to you, but oh my gosh he knows how to annoy you. Ever since day dot Harry has had this thing with you where he likes to annoy you till you snap, and to be fair, you don’t take long to snap. It was never mean or harmful, always innocent banter. He had always been funny, goofy, cheeky and oh so sexy, but to you ... you just cannot stand him.

On the other hand, your beloved friends and sorority sisters as well as every other girl in the whole of the College seems to froff him. And that is not overexaggerating. Harry is known to be a devil in the sheets and he sure has proven himself through many of the girls, especially the cheerleaders. Sure Harry likes to annoy you, but you never understood why, why you? And all the other girls never understood why you either. He didn’t seem to take an interest in pestering the rest of the female population here, he seemed to have singled out you. Oh and it was even worse when you were dating Gabriel, probably worse for Gabriel as he could never stand Harry. Not out of annoyance but more out of jealousy. Gabriel hates to admit that Harry is a better football player as well as the fact that Harry would pester his own girlfriend... and Gabriel could never do anything about it, well because, Harry is Harry... and Harry gets away with everything. Don’t ask why, because no one knows.

The loud cheers and piercing buzzer noise alerts you from your thought and you realise the games over and your team won, not by a lot but that only means the party will hit harder because it was such an intense game, that you wouldn’t really know about since you payed no attention to it.

Standing from your seat and brushing your jeans, you pick up your bag and get ready to scurry through the crowd to go home and get ready for the party you’re still dreading. Wanting to leave as quickly as you can to avoid Gabriel at all costs, you’re stopped in your tracks by, oh what a surprise.. Harry.

“Hello girls” Harry smiles to us girls with his thick accent and muffles of “congrats on the game” and “Hi Harry” are spoken to him which he totally ignores.

“Y/n, what a lovely surprise” Harry smirks leaning his arm on the wall besides you, blocking you from walking knowing that it is not a surprise that you are here since everyone is. Lola nudges you with an innocent grin on her face, but you’re pretty sure her thoughts are not innocent.

You scoff playfully but still quite agitated as you do want to leave asap. “Hi Harry, lovely to see you to” you give him a sarcastic smile along with a head tilt and then continue to walk through his blocking presence. “Are you coming to the party tonight love?” He questions you like he did every game. You don’t even know why he asks, to annoy you at the parties as well? yes, thats it. You stick your finger up as you keep walking forward, you can’t see him but you hear a chuckle. It’s like he gets off to you getting agitated.

This was your weekly routine, he’d ask you if you were going to attend the party, and you’d flip him off. Some consider it flirting in a weird way, others banter, you just see it as Harry Styles. “She sure is coming” Delilah practically yells to Harry as we continue walking.

The girls think Harry and you are bound to fall in love, and that through the hard time he gives you and the emotionless responses you give back, that you are actually quite fond of each other. Ridiculous you think to yourself. “Mmm she always does” he yells back and without even turning around, you know his dazzling smile is spread far across his face, some sort of accomplishment he thinks.

It’s now quite some time since the game and the girls and you are on your way to the Kappa house, the home of your beloved ex and majority of the football boys. Although all of them are cocky bastards, you must admit they do throw a mean party.

You all walked from your sorority to theirs as the distance is quite short and you were all planning on getting quite smashed, especially you. May as well right? You brush off your tight strapless body con black dress that you changed into which hugs your body pretty damn nicely before entering the gates of the house. You can hear the bass and music erupting the house. Already people are scattered on the lawn out front and red party cups spilling out of the house. The party is already started you gathered.

Entering the house, a few cheers and yells from the boys abrupt your ears as obviously a bunch of sorority girls walked through, boys being boys. You greet a few people, not really wanting to spend too much time talking, more so drinking. You speak to a few players who you genuinely like and congratulate them on their win tonight. You’ve always been one to get a long with boys especially the football boys (Gabriel especially wasn’t fond when majority of the boys preferred you over him), and you probably got a long with boys better then girls but you are lucky to have Delilah and Lola your two main girls that perfectly understand who you are and your moody personality. Speaking of them two, they both have already disappeared, probably getting it on with the footy boys.

You walk towards the kitchen to pour yourself a drink as you feel a large hand tap your shoulder, you turn around to be greeted with your favourite player, one that you adore like a brother. “Niall!” you hug him almost instantly since he is always one to make you smile, even on the worst of days possible.

“Y/n, how are you cutie, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever you nerd” he laughs helping you mix your drink as you honestly had no idea what you were making. “Oh relax” you laugh “I was only studying for a week, some people need to work for their grades, daddy can’t buy us everything” you joke, since Niall’s dad practically owns the college.

Niall gives you a bitter laugh “Ha ha ha, you think you’re so funny don’t you doll” he teases and you laugh until you realise what he’s doing and he’s pouring way too much vodka into your cup. “Oh my god Niall! Stop!”, he laughs “thats what you get smart arse, now cmon drink up and get partying, you definitely need it.” “whats that supposed to mean?” you pretend to get offended sipping your drink and making a face of disgust as the drink is so strong.

Niall laughs and you feel a warm hand slide against your lower back and your head instantly turns to the right. Harry Styles. He’s looking fucking hot tonight though, you must give it to him. Standing there all sly in his tight black skinny jeans and plain white tee, something so simple but looks so damn good.

He looks down at you smirking “You’re going to kill her Nialler with all that vodka” Harry states but your quick to refuse “excuse me but I can handle my liquor, thank you very much ” you exclaim.

Niall laughs at your stern response. “Oh really” Harry raises his eyebrow looking at you who is beaming with confidence.

You nod in response, “Well then sweetheart, go on, skull it if you can handle your liquor so well” Harry pushes. Your eyes go wide and Niall throws his head back into laughter. That damn Irish kid. “She doesn’t have enough pride to skull that filthy drink” Niall laughs and you give him a stern look. You don’t want to back down because it is Harry who has challenged you, but god dammit this drink is strong.

You look back to Harry who’s grinning, almost positive that you wont accept his ridiculous request. You bring the brim of the cup to your lips. Oh why are you doing this you think, and you begin to skull.

You scrunch your eyes at the strong distaste of the vodka and raspberry soda, majority just vodka. You hear a few cheers around you as you tilt your head back taking in all of the liquid. You throw the cup and look at Harry who’s mouth open in shock but he quickly covers his expression with his classic smirk and lust in his piercing emerald green eyes. And Niall’s standing there as well, face in full shock of what you just did.

“I cant believe it y/n, that was a whole lotta of vodka” Niall says still in shock then pats your back slowly turning around to talk to someone who caught his attention, leaving you with Harry.

“Good job pretty, I really didn’t expect that” he grins leaning his arm down on the kitchen table. You laugh walking towards the island bench to get yourself another red cup.

“Ay calm down there pretty” Harry protest trying to take the cup down from you. You giggle in response, already feeling the alcohol going straight to your head, god you should’ve eaten before the party you mentally curse to yourself.

“mm’fine Harry, I told you I can handle my liquor” you protest already starting to slur your words the tiniest bit, one of your worst habits of drunk y/n.

“mm’alright love, if you insist” he smirks. You continue pouring another drink with probably too much vodka than you’d normally put and Harry stands there in his leaning stance, watching. Admiring you? teasing you? mocking you? you don’t know and to be honest you don’t care either, you’ve established that you just want to let loose tonight.

To your surprise you realise that Harry hasn’t been pestering you like he normally does which causes you to look up to see what he is actually doing. As you look up you catch his gaze staring into your actions with a small smirk planted on his lips whilst he sits on the kitchen counter.

“Whatcha lookin at?” you act sassy with a hand on your hip, Harry laughs at your actions which he considers adorable but could never say that out loud. “Witnessing you getting absolutely piss drunk, love” he smiles and you watch his eyes as they look like innocent puppy eyes, drawing you in. What the fuck are you thinking... this is Harry you’re talking about, is the vodka really hitting you that hard already?

You laugh an unimpressed laugh, “well, since I am getting so piss drunk” you state grabbing another red cup to make another concoction of alcohol, for Harry this time, “you have to drink too” you suggest looking up to him raising an eyebrow.

Harry raises his eyebrows which follows with his smirk growing wider, “are you trynna get m’drunk?” Harry laughs obviously teasing you.

“I guess I am” you state grinning, “If I’m gonna get piss drunk, I need the most famous party boy to teach me how it’s done” you grin handing Harry his drink, amused at the drink you’ve mixed containing far more rum than coke.

Harry sniffs the cup and nose and eyes scrunch in distaste whilst you giggle at this reaction “Your trynna poison me love!” Harry exaggerates.

“mm’not” you protest as you grab your cup “skull with me” you hype him up and sit up on the kitchen counter with him and usher him with your hands pushing the drink towards his mouth. He laughs at your adorable slightly intoxicated attempt to get him to skull.

In the count of 3 you’re both skulling the liquids and scrunching your faces in disgust, not using any chasers though because both of you refuse to look like a ‘bitch’ in front of each other, merely because of the shit you will give each other.

You both laugh and you jump off the island bench grabbing his arm and dragging him into the living room where the majority of the students be, dancing, grinding, making out and all the rest.

The DJ is set up on a platform you’re assuming and you drag Harry into the centre of the living room already starting to move your hips to the loud music the DJ’s mixing. Harry laughs at your drunken state that has escalated quite quickly from the beginning of the night. He’s quite shocked to be honest, this is is probably the nicest you’ve ever been to him, and he doesn’t really know how to act.

“Cmon Harry, dance!” you shout to him over the music. You throw your head down, raise your arms and move your hips in perfect timing to the music booming against everyones ears. Harry has never seen this care free and loose side of you, and to be honest. He loves it.

He laughs at your attempts to get him to dance until someone spins you around so that you are not facing Harry anymore, but your backside is.

Harry looks to who must’ve spun you and notices it was Gabriel, your ex. You didn’t realise who it was because of the dim lights and your blurry vision but you’re loving this attention, so you carry on dancing.

Gabriel places his hands on your hips to pull you in closer to him to fill the unnecessary space between you two, but before he could even move you an inch closer to him you feel your body being pulled in the opposite direction.

He doesn’t know why, but Harry felt a pang of jealousy seeing you for not even a minute dancing with someone else. He knows the pain and trouble Gabriel caused you. To be honest Harry never thought Gab deserved you from the beginning, definitely punching above his weight. He thought Gab was even more of an idiot to have cheated on you and he would never say it but so many times when Harry saw you hurt, just wanted to give you a hug.

So Harry followed his first thought and pulled you back to him, your backside pressed evidently on his front. Harrys eyes were dark and pierced straight into Gabs.

“The fuck Harry” Gabriel spits, eyes turning darker and confidence growing as he’s quite drunk himself. Confidence is not something present in Gab normally when around Harry, but tonight was obviously a different story.

Your eyes shot up immediately recognising Gabs voice and your eyes widen realising who you were just dancing with.

“Oh my god” you speak just above a whisper.

“What?” Harry tests Gab, in shock of the way Gabriel had spoken to Harry, which in a matter of fact was not in a way anybody spoke to Harry. Another reason why Harry was so fond of you, you were ballsy and a challenge, Harry loved the fierceness and attitude you had, you weren’t a bitch with no character, you were feisty with one hell of a personality that Harry always wanted to get to know. Although he was also never admit that. Geez what would Harry admit.

“You heard me. Why the fuck you pulling my girl away from me” Gabriel continues, idiot you think to yourself. You go to protest as you would normally, always standing up for yourself, no one talks down to you and you make sure of that. Before you can protest though, Harry stands in front of you getting a little bit too close to Gabriel, and you hate to admit that it is turning you on. God you hope it’s just the alcohol doing this.

“Last time I checked buddy, she’s not your girl” Harry speaks slowly continuing to get up in Gabs face as you watch from behind. “And mm’pretty sure she wants nothing to do with you” Harry finishes.

“The fuck would you know about what she wants” Gab spits back to Harry.

Harry raises his eyebrows, “lets ask her then” he says through gritted teeth. “Love, do you want this goose here” he says looking back at you, his eyes dark and dim. You look between Harry and Gab who is also staring at you with dark eyes, not as sexy as Harrys though. He’s probably confused as fuck wondering when you and Harry got so close, even though you guys haven’t.

To be honest, you never liked people talking for you or thinking they have more power than you. And if it had been any other day you would have probably been infuriated at Harrys actions and him ‘taking charge’ but for some reason you were so damn turned on. It was unlike you to get nervous especially from Harry, but god dammit you couldn’t even get the words out of your mouth.

You shake your head no with eyes staring up at Harry like a puppy dog waiting for a treat. Why were you so goddamn nervous.

Harry takes your shaking no as his answer and looks back to Gabriel who looks confused, pissed off, sad and god knows what else. Fuck him though, he’s the one that cheated on you. “You got your answer buddy, now sod off” Harry states firmly before turning around grabbing your arm and pulling you towards the hallway.

He seems pissed off, actually you know his pissed off. His muscles are all tense and he’s walking at a fast pace. to be honest you don’t know why he’s gotten so worked up over this situation.

“Harry relax” You speak slowly trying to focus on real life and sober up a little bit, even though it’s not working.

He turns to face you as you guys stop in an empty hallway. Although it’s empty, it’s still being consumed by the sound of the bass erupting the house. His eyes shot at you and the darkness seems to slowly fade as his eyes soften seeing that you are not at all worked up or slightly angry by Gabriels presence, its just a presence you’ve learned to ignore.

“Mm’sorry, i don’t know what got into me” Harry speaks eyes darting towards the floor, he seems embarrassed but his confidence is still there as his eyes regain attention with yours and he stares into them deeply. His eyes turn from soft back to dark, lustful and a forest green.

You give him a half smile still not being able to control your own self in the state you’re in.

“You know he’s a dick ye?” Harry asks. “Yeah” you respond sort of already over this conversation of Gab even though it has just started.

“You’re not planning on going back to him are you? because I’ve heard he’s been trying to get back with you. I’m not like stalking you uhh like the boys have been talking and ...” Harry rambles. “I know Harry, and I’m not getting back with him” you cut him off.

“Good.” Harry’s grin resurfaces, why did you sort of miss it though is that you’re asking yourself. “You were too pretty for him anyways” He smirks pulling you closer with his hand on your lower back that you never realised was even there.

This feeling of intense lust and sexual tension you’ve been feeling throughout the whole night from Harry, a feeling you feel like you have never felt before finally pushed you to do it. You kissed him. You plant your lips on his and first it’s like a shock, a shock of electricity. Harry being unsure of what had just happened and you slightly panicking at your actions. After a second you both release all your nervousness and the kiss deepens. Harry presses his tongue against your mouth signalling for entry and you allow it. He deepens the kiss and runs his fingers up your back against your spine all the way through to the back of your head, tangling his fingers into your long hair. His other hand remains on your lower back, his hand lingers there wondering whether or not it should go lower. As your tongues press against each other and the pace of your heavy making out increases, your hands raise to the top of his chest for support as he pushes you up against the wall in the empty hallway. Theres a hitch in your breath as your back abruptly reaches the wall, what seems like such a harsh action came out so soft and gentle by Harry. Your hand continues to follow through the back of his hair through his locks that are, you can now confirm, as soft as they look.

Harry breaks his heart shapes lips from yours and your eyes pierce into each other. He grabs your hand without any words and leads you up the staircase to the hallway of frat boy rooms.

Harry guides you to the end of the hall where the largest room is, of course it’s his you think, but you already knew that since Gabriels room was 3 doors down.

He opens his room which was different to what you expected. From what you could see in the dim lights, the room was kept tidy and was full of dark grey and black shades, quite minimal and simplistic. He had a large king size bed in the middle of his room with a desk placed along the wall. He also had a tv hanging on the wall as well as other unnecessary stuff but what you did notice was a guitar. guitar you thought, didn’t expect that one.

You’re taken out of your thoughts as Harry turns back to face you and you look up at him with puppy eyes again, why are you doing this omg you think to yourself. Since when have you ever looked innocent or pleading to someone.

“Don’t look at me like that pet” Harry groans without breaking eye contact.

“Why?” You speak in a voice a bit louder than a whisper. You are definitely not coming across as strong and independent as you’d like to, and you heavily blame the alcohol for it... okay and maybe a bit of Harry. You got to admit he’s making you feel nervous. And you never feel nervous.

“Because it makes it hard for me not to fuck you” Harry says looking straight at you whilst his eye turn deeper and even more lustful.

“Then why don’t you?” this time you speak with more confidence, and in quite an alluring tone Harry picks up on.

This was enough said for Harry’s eyes to roll to the back of his head and a groan to escape his lips. Almost immediately he pushes you up against his bedroom door connecting his lips to yours and his hand gliding against your thigh slowly reaching his hand to massage over your centre.

You lift your legs to wrap them around his back, him holding you up against the door as you frantically remove his t shirt and your kiss deepens, both your tongues tasting each other.

You deepen the kiss and lightly bite his lower lip causing a soft moan to escape from Harrys mouth, vibrating your own. You immediately feel shivers through your body and your core throbbing at the man right in front of you.

Harry continues to rub you through your panties and the warmth of your body grows at his touch on you. His mouth moves from yours to your neck planting kisses from your jaw all the way down to your collarbone.

Harry takes this opportunity of you wrapped around him to carry you to his bed where he lays you down lifting your dress slightly and using his teeth to pull down your panties as he goes on his knees.

Harry begins to work between your legs, delicately working around your throbbing core as he glances every so quickly smirking at your state of pleasure. Confident with his actions, Harry tongue moves quicker against your tongue circling your sensitive spot causing sensational shivers running through your body.

“I forgot to mention that you look stunning tonight y/n” Harry speaks head between your legs. You push his head back down signalling him to shut up, hands ruffled in his locks wanting him to continue. now is not the time for compliments you thought to yourself just as Harry smiles against you.

Legs on his shoulders and his arms wrapped around your thighs, Harry continues to work wonders on you and just as you can almost feel the satisfaction he stops.

You groan in frustration and Harry smirks, his ego expanding with every minute of this encounter.

“Baby you taste so good” he speaks amused. You roll your eyes and unbuckle his pants signalling for him to shut up, again. He lightly chuckles as he helps you take off his jeans and he then slowly takes your tight dress off your body. Harry stares at you for what feels like a long minute as he takes in your appearance and his eyes glisten in lust. Harry puts his hand on the back of your neck and pushes you to him to kiss you, rough but so soft at the same time. You break the kiss and lay back as he aligns himself with your throbbing core. You never thought you’d say this, but fuck, you want Harry.

Harry slowly begins to push into your wet folds ever so softly and his gaze keeps redirecting itself to you checking if you are okay, and fuck you’re more than okay. Harry this time with the approval of your undeniable pleasurable state, he thrusts into you a little bit faster.

You moan at the state of ecstasy he’s providing you as your head falls back on the bed and you shut your eyes in pure satisfaction.

Harry takes this opportunity to lean down placing his hands on either side of you, hovering over you. Harry places warm sloppy kisses along your chest and then uses one of his hands to cup your breast into his hands squeezing it ever so lightly. Harry continues to thrust into you, “mm’fuck baby you feel so good” he moans in a raspy voice.

You moan in response, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Within a few more pumps into you, you both reach your climax and Harry falls beside you both of you breathing in tune. You both stare at the ceiling, unsure of what to do until you stand up and look for your clothes.

You had just realised, you fucked Harry Styles.

The star football player, and star player of girls. The boy who pesters you everyday. You just had sex with him. And what was worse was, you don’t regret it. He was undeniably better than Gab and what shocked you is that you still were craving him.

You redress yourself and neaten up your hair thats gone wild from Harry’s hands and your sweat.

Harry sits up with barely energy and watches you.

“I really enjoyed that pet” Harry smirks.

You look up to see him leaning on his elbow laying on his bed. “mm’me too” you mumble as you search for your phone.

15 missed calls and 7 text messages. All from Lola, Delilah and Gabriel. Why the fuck was Gab calling you. Fuck. How long had it have been since you and Harry started drinking in the kitchen?

You look up to see Harry sliding his jeans on and buckling his belt.

“I hope you know this doesn’t mean I’ll stop pestering you love” Harry says through a cheeky grin and you can’t help but let out a breathy laugh at his words. “I know” you smile back.

You finally have all your things gathered and you look up at Harry, sort of unsure of what to do next. Harrys stares at you with his signature smirk as he watches you think of something to say.

“Well uhh, thanks I guess umm see you around Harry” you say with a short smile at the end, very unsure of what had just happened this whole night to be honest.

“See you around pet” He says lowly returning the smile but it’s more of a smirk. The smirk that will be the death of you.

You take that as a good bye and open the door handle and walking through the hallway and down the stairs as you’re stopped by Niall.

“Y/n, everyones been looking for ya” Niall says with a confused look as to why I’d be upstairs where the boys rooms are.

“Everyone?” You ask confused. “Yeah um not everyone just Delilah, Lola and Gab” He says still confused and looking for any evidence on you that you had just... you know.. “Gab said to call him as soon as possible, not sure why though” Niall finishes.

“I don’t want anything to do with -” you’re cut off by Gabriel presence as he bombards your conversation with Niall, but his not alone his in the presence of Lola who has a mixture of anger and now shock on her face.

Gabriel looks furious and it is evident that Lola was trying to prevent him from seeing you, obviously trying to protect you from your psycho ex boyfriend.

“Y/n, where have you been?” Gab asks with a strong amount of anger and confusion printed on his face. Looking past his shoulder Lola looks scared as she doesn’t want a problem to arise.

“She doesn’t have to tell you anything” Lola interrupts and Gab sends her an unimpressed look causing Lola to shudder a little bit.

And with perfect timing, Mr Styles himself walks on down the stairs confirming everyones thoughts of where you had been. Niall’s face was in shock and so was Lolas, but Gabs face turned red from his rage.

“Whats the problem here?” Harry asks everyone, slightly confused from the crowd gathering at the bottom of the staircase.

You look up at Harry unsure of what to say, you look scared and so does Lola as you both look to Gabriel who looks like he could just about kill Harry. Harry finally seems to catch on as his eyes widen slightly before covering his expression with a stern look to Gab who is about ready to rip Harrys through out.

“Y/n... please do not tell me you and Harry” Gab begin but doesn’t know how to finish his sentence, not wanting to say what he is thinking out loud. Everyones eyes dart between you and Harry and both of you are unsure. Harry does not want to be rude and boast about you, he doesn’t see you like any other girl, but he also doesn’t want to look embarrassed about having you, because he is definitely not. Harry looks to you and you look to him.

Delilah out of no where joins the group frantically. “Y/N, Lola, we have to go now”

Everyone turns to Delilah, being completely oblivious to the situation Delilah shoots the faces a glare “What?” she asks pissed off. No one says anything so she grabs Lola and you and drags you out of the frat house.

“What the fuck was that about” Delilah asks Lola and you once arriving on the footpath being able to soundly hear each other as the thumping house noise diminishes.

“Ask y/n” Lola shrugs, very curious to see what your answer will be.

Delilah turns to face you. “I slept with Harry” you spat out, as quickly as you could. Ripping off the bandaid.

Both girls stop in their tracks. Mainly Delilah as Lola had seen it coming. “You what?” Delilah speaks, jaw wide and eyes open.

Both girls squeal. A reaction you expected but not really since Delilah seemed quite pissed off. They embraced you in a hug, a very weird thing they loved to when one of you girls would sleep with someone. You had only slept with 3 people now, you were never one for one night stands but Delilah and Lola were, especially Delilah which you didn’t mind but their way of expressing it was sorta weird but you got used to it.

“Well fuck, so thats why Gab looked like he was gonna explode” Delilah snickered.

“We saw this happening but just never expected it to like actually happen” Lola says.

You shrug “I don’t know how it even happened, but it was amazing” You gush.

The girls eyes open wide and stare at you as if you are a completely different person. “y/n with emotions?, feeling? who even are you” They gasp dramatically and you give them a sarcastic smile.

You all continue to walk home as Delilah recites her night and so does Lola. Both girls filling you in on all the boys who tried to swoop them and you laugh at their ridiculous ways of describing everything.

Once you three reach home you all go your seperate ways and get ready for bed and knock out completely. You quickly take your makeup off and throw your dress to the floor and swap for some pyjamas and you lay down in bed putting your phone to charge.

You notice you have a new notification from an unknown number. Confused as to who it is you check your phone.

Unknown:

Goodnight pet thanks for tonight, see you in class ;) xx

Smiling to yourself as you set your phone down, you knew exactly who it was.

Part 2

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gronjon44 · 4 years

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OK RANT TIME

This inspired by @ben-10-setting-omnicrom and their Omni-Rant so bare with me.

I've always seen way too much flak being flung at Ben 10 so I feel like ranting and sharing what I personally find to be particularly awesome/enjoyable about the series.

First, the art style/animation

Why did people hate the art style so much? Like, I thjnk its the most dynamic thats the series has had do far. It helps the characters look more fluid I think and it just looks really cool. Also i think the character designs get too much flak. I mean yeah they have WAY more green then alot of the older designs do, but cmon. They look awesome.

Next up, the villains.

I absolutely love the villains in Omniverse, both big and small, though for now im focusing on the major big bads for the purpose of this.

- Albedo is put to some of the best use in this show, even if he just becomes a sort of M.O.D.O.K clone. He has good banter when he's around, the ultimatrix is put to better use here then in Ultimate Alien I think, and the fact he remains a more active presence then Vilgax says alot. I'll admit I never saw too much of his inclusion in UA and AF, but what I like about Omniverse is that it still manages to still keep his inclusion so solid that it doesn't feel kike you have to watch the previous shows to understand his motivations as a villain.

- Khybar is by far a fan favorite, and his sheer determination for trying to kill Ben keeps him interesting. Plus he introduces Skurd so that helps (Also the nemetrix is by far my preferred alternative to act as the opposite Omnitrix) I think hes one of the best reacurring villians the series has and, while i acknowledge he has flaws as a character, I think they can be looks past pretty easily.

- Ghost Freak (Zs'Skayr) is put to SUCH GOOD USE. I love the fact that Omniverse went into more detail about his home planet, and they even brought back Dr Victor as an active part of the story. Also was Cujo supposed to be the Yenaldooshi? Cause it always bugged me why he looked so different from other Loboans, including Benwolf and Scout) And yes there's the obvious fact that he has a much more apparent alterations to his design, but I like hoe they tried to make him look more like a Grim Reaper. I think it works and I believe that it can stand well next to the classic Ghostfreak design.

- Malware is hands down my favorite villain. Not only is he voiced amazingly by Corey Burton, who also played Megatron in Transformers Animated, he's also just hands down an amazing villain. Yeah they could've gone more into his potentially sympathetic side, but even still he's so well written, and even has a major part in the first couple seasons of the series. I'm still annoyed at how he wss essentially turned into a suit for Vilgax but nonetheless it doest change anything.

- Maltruant is a great series finale villain, and while i was never a huge fan of Clockwork as a alien or character, I like how they put more focus on the Chronosapiens as a species with Maltruants character. Plus we get more Time Travel antics and while this isn't necessarily a beef I have with Maltruant, I just think this treatment shouldve been stretched out to Eon who, frankly, got sidelined pretty hard outside of his inclusion with Proffesor Paradox. Also last thing, HE'S VOICED BY MARK HAMIL! I SWEAR MARK HAMIL NEEDS TO MORE VOICE WORK AS ANIMATED VILLAINS.

- PSYCHOBOS IS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING VILLAIN HANDS DOWN YOU WILL NOT CHANGE MY MIND ON THIS.

Legit I love everything about Psychobos. His banter with Asmuth and the galvans, the fact he has such a massive ego he could give The Leader a run for his money, and he's seemingly outsmarted by both Blukage and Driba its just stupid funny to me. And like he can actually be a semi threatening villain. When I was first introduced to Alien Force as a kid I loved Brainstorm, just for the fact that he's a super intelligent crab. It just stuck with me.

And this isn't even including the other side villains in the series. Psyphon, Fistrick, Fistina, hell even fuckint Thunderpig, they're all enjoyable villains. Really theres only 3 villains I actually dislike, and thats Vilgax, Kundo, and Eon.

Kundo was just meh to me, Eon I feel like was rather underused outside of Proffesor Paradox (yeah I know I said it twice)

And Vilgax... Vilgax got sidelined heavily, to the point his most interesting inclusions was when a janitor/plumber was mistaken for being Vilgax. And I think this comes from how oversaturated he's become.

He was such a central villain in the original series, up until Sectret of the Omnitrix. But after that I think he was just, kinda overused. Yeah in the latter half of AF and part of UA he was fine, but he just got overused. He's basically a Cthulu version of Thanos with his reputation and all.

This is all personal and I know some people still think he's one of the best villains in the show, and I agree. I just think that he started to lose his touch after the original series ended. Plus, I just didn't like his various redisigns. The tubes and the massive dark armor just stuck with me more.

Tell me, which one looke like an extremely intimidating villain who could slaughter planets? And which one looks like an amalgamation of Thanos, Darkseid, and Cthulu?

Finally, my overall thoughts on the show as a whole and Bens growth throughout it, compared to previous shows.

I think the show does really well for what it tries to accomplish, and I don't quite understand the hate. Yes I admit, it has some rather crude or cringe worthy moments, but it has some equally funny and heartfelt moments,, intercut with some fun and enjoyable action all throughout the series.

And for those who think he's at his worst as a character in this series. How is it compared to how Ultimate Alien essentually turned the Ben we knew from Alien Force back into immature and clueless 10 yr old Ben? The Omniverse interpretation actually has more explanation for his more slacker/relaxed moments.

Like @ben-10-setting-omnicrom said, he isnt just a hero on his own or working with a nonexistent alien government like the plumbers. He's been doing this for so long now its become second nature to him at this point. I like to tbink of him as the "Tony Stark of Bellwood". He's a celebrity and for him, all of this is just second nature of force of habit, so he acts more freely and cocky with situations, because he knows how they'll always play out.

That is to say, he isnt without his mature moments or losses. He loses plenty of times in this show, or he is forced into situations where he can't be his usual cocky self.

When the Incursians invaded earth and he was banished, forced to stay away at the risk of his whole planet being destroyed? He planned an infiltration strategy, executed it with minimal to no issues, and managed to return to earth and save the planet.

When Feedback was erased from the Omnitrix and he was forced into an emotional slump, losing what he believed to be an integral part of his being, what did he do? He grew from the situation, learned to never heavily rely on one alien (for the most part), and he grew to learn form that loss and become the hero he is today.

If he was just an immature teenager who didn't really bother to care for fights or their outcome, shy would he jump headlong first into a literal big bang. He was willing to sacrifice himself and risk never even existing, just to ensure a villain didn't win.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk, I'm gonna go sleep this off now.

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kennahbunny · 4 years

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Harry Potter Preferences Pt 2: Relationship Development

Disclaimer!: If you haven’t read my other HP Preference “How you guys meet” then this won’t make much sense. I also plan on making a single imagine for each of the boys for their storyline, so please be patient. I have to brainstorm then write drafts for each story then finalize, then edit, then post. So it’ll take a while to say the least. I also have so many ideas about a crossover with different shows! AHH! I’m so excited! Also, I’m posting these stories on Wattpad and Tumblr.

Part 1 Masterlist

Harry: After you helped him with his potions homework that one night. He noticed you more every day, he kept an eye out for you hoping to see you say thank you and hopefully make it a regular thing. When he did see you, it was in a class where he couldn’t just get up and talk to you and when class was over you seemed to disappear when class was dismissed. He was determined to talk to you, and when you weren’t in class when he saw you, you were surrounded by your girlfriends, laughing, gossiping. A week went by when he finally saw you alone, he took his chance to ask you for a study date. Harry wanted to know, you were so kind to him, you didn’t seem to care about him being the chosen one. He felt like he could talk to you, open up and talk about his past without somebody asking about ‘you know who’.

Months pass and now you’re close friends and your feelings for each other grew even more but neither one of you wanted to ruin the amazing friendship that you had. Every Quidditch match you went to for him, you weren’t as close with him as the golden trio they had their special bond. What you guys had was special, he kept telling Ron how he felt about you and how afraid he is to ask you out just cause of the fact that you might say no and that you don’t feel the same. Boys, right? So a week passed of you two being awkward, both contemplating to admitting your feelings and eventually, it gets to the point where you finally build up the courage to ask him.

You notice Harry in the courtyard with Hermione and Ron, you run up to them thinking, 'Oh what the hell.’ “Harry!” They all turn their heads when they recognize your voice, they say their hellos but your mind was on one thing. “Hey, Harry can I talk to you for a sec?” Hermione and Ron share a knowing look, Harry nods and says sure. I pull him to the side,

“So what is it that you needed to pull me aside to say?” You gave him a nervous smile, “Would you like to go to Hogsmeade?”

“Like all together? Sure.”

“No, like just us on a date?” He smiled, “I thought you didn’t like me like that. To be honest, (Y/n) I’ve fancied you awhile and was too afraid to ask you and I’m so glad you did.” You were so relieved you kissed him on the cheek, then blushed once you realized what you did. “Oh, sorry.” He didn’t say anything, he just simply returned the kiss and said he’d see you this weekend.

Ron: Days after the party Ron couldn’t shut up about you, it was starting to get on Harry’s nerves and Hermione’s not because she was jealous or anything she thinks you would be good for Ron, it’s just Ron couldn’t go one conversation without mentioning your name. For example,

“Ron, did you get that Transfiguration homework done?” Hermione asked.

“No, but I bet (Y/n) probably did, she’s so talented and smart. Did you see her today? She’s so pretty an-,”

“Ronald!” Hermione snapped her fingers in his to snap him out of his trance, “I get it, you fancy (Y/n) but that’s not what I asked.” she huffed, “Just man up and go ask her out.” Harry nodded, “Yeah mate, it’s getting old at this point.” He patted Ron’s shoulder and nodded in (Y/n)’s direction. Ron noticed and instantly stiffened up, his heart raced every time he saw you. So that’s what he did, well that’s what he attempted to do…

It ended up being a complete disaster… When he approached you at the entrance of the great hall, he froze but it was too late you already saw him and waved, excited to see him and get a chance to talk to him again. “Hey! I’ve been meaning to chat with you again,” You meet him halfway, you can’t help but smile every time you see him. There was just something about him that made you happy, meanwhile, in Ron’s brain, it looked like that one scene in Spongebob where his brain was on fire and there was mini Spongebob’s running around screaming. Yeah, that was what it looked like. Ron blackout, but from (Y/n)’s p.o.v his words came out fast and all jumbled.

“Uhhh… erm, Hiwouldyouli-want-tomaybegoonadatewithme?” He was visibly nervous, he swaying side to side, and you could guess his hands were clammy. You felt bad for the guy, you fancy him too.

“I’m sorry?” You gave a sympathetic look towards him, trying your best to understand what he just said. You think you heard the word date? He took a deep breath and tried saying it again,

“Would you like to go on a date with me? Please?” Ron wanted to punch himself for being such a git, he was thinking this is going very bad and he was so lost in his thoughts that he barely heard (Y/n) says yes.

“What?” He looked confused, “Did you say yes?” You giggled at his nervousness, “Yes, I’d love to go on a date with you.” He has a goofy smile on his face, “Great, so this weekend?” You nod eagerly.

Draco: The past few weeks, you dreaded going to potions class. Every day it spiked up your anxiety levels to the max, you try to stay as calm as possible but your thoughts keep running in circles about how good Draco smells and other things, then you tell yourself to snap out of it and by the time you do you’ve missed a section of very important notes or you knicked yourself with the knife when you were supposed to be cutting some ingredient. Damn. Before you swapped partners you were the 3rd best in class, right behind Draco who was behind Hermione. 'Maybe Snape did have the right idea putting use together, he probably thought we’d make a good pair considering how smart we both are. He’s probably disappointed with how many mistakes I’ve made since working with Draco, and Draco must be annoyed with my clumsiness. Why do I have to have a crush on such a git?! Merlin, I need to get a grip.’

When I’m not messing up it seems like Draco enjoys my company? Or isn’t completely annoyed by it anyway. We get along well enough,

“Hey, erm, do you have any plans later tonight?” I turn my head to look at Draco. 'Did I just hear that right? Did Draco Malfoy just ask me out?’ I turn my head to see Snape going over our homework from last week,

“Um, I just have some homework from other classes to go over but other than that I’m free. Why you ask?” I whisper back unsure of what his intentions were? These past weeks, Hermione has told me Draco hasn’t been harassing her as much which I find strange but I’m glad about that. “No reason, well it’s just that you could use some extra studying and I thought you’d enjoy my company.” 'Ugh, why do I like this guy?’ “Uh, thanks? We could study together after dinner, that’ll give us a couple of hours before curfew. Sound good?” He nods then goes on with class like that conversation never happened. 'What the hell just happened?’

Fred: Ever since that prank you pulled on that Ravenclaw word spread and still no one knew who pulled it off. Of course, there was an announcement saying that the staff knows who done it so they might as well come forward and accept their punishment but weeks went by and nothing happened, no surprise there. The only people who knew were Fred, George, and your two dormmates. Fred was so proud of you, well everyone was but Fred especially. After that prank you caught yourself spending more time with the Weasley twins and you started to develop a crush on Fred. There was something about his personality, he was so easy to talk to aswell.

Free period, I finally get a chance to breathe. “(Y/n)!” Noo~ I turn around to figure out if it was George or Fred calling my name so I know who to knee in the balls, they know not to bother with my “study” time. I just want to go to my common room and take a nap, that’s it. The time I waste talking to whoever, there goes how many minutes of sleep I lost.

Oh, it’s Fred. “Oh, hey Fred.” I move to the side of the hallway so I don’t get crushed by the stampede of students. Damn, he’s cute. “Hey, (Y/n) I was wondering if you wanted to join me and a few of my other friends this weekend at Hogsmeade?”

“Sure, I’d like that. May I ask why the sudden interest in me?”

“Well, if you must I fancy you” You’re taken back “Really? You fancy me?,” You pointed to yourself, “Not Angelica? Because I heard she fancies you, also I’m so boring. I don’t understand why you would fancy someone like m-”

“(Y/n)! I fancy you alright and there are reasons I fancy you. The more time I spend with you the more I fall for you. I find it adorable that you take naps after classes and one more thing you’re not boring! You’re hilarious, you’re so carefree and that prank idea you had was genius! So please stop being so down on yourself and please come to Hogsmeade with me this weekend” The entire time he was caressing your face, it was sort of difficult to focus on his words when you were so lost in his eyes.

You can’t stop smiling, so you just nod a yes, “Great, now will you let me join you for a nap. I could use one right about now.” You looked confused, “Wait, I thought you didn’t have a free period today?” You raise your eyebrow in confusion.

“You’re right I don’t but it’ll probably be boring and I would most likely fall asleep, so why sleep there at an uncomfortable desk when I could be cuddling you?” You laugh as he sends you a wink, “Who said anything about cuddling?” “I just did.” You laugh some more, “Now cmon slowpoke time’s a-wasting.”

George: The Yule ball was still a while away so you were glad George asked you when he did. On our date, we found out a lot about each other and we have a lot in common. And you became a little bit less mysterious to him and his feelings grew more for you. You had no idea what he had planned for the date so when he told you to meet him at the Astormany Tower at 11:00 pm you were a bit anxious, to say the least.

You try you’re best to walk quietly so you won’t draw any attention from a prefect or worse Flich or Mrs. Norris. It was freezing out so it was really difficult to look cute while not freezing to death. So just opted for a hoodie and some skinny jeans, you tried your best with your makeup skills, you decided to keep it natural and you left your hair down. You kept fidgeting with your hair and hoodie strings as you make your way up the tower’s stairs. At the top of the stairs, you see his read hair almost immediately, you also notice a blanket spread out on the ground with a woven basket sitting next to him.

He still hadn’t noticed you, and an evil idea popped into your head. You closer you snuck towards the less control you had of keeping a straight face, you couldn’t help a huge grin. You make a growling noise as you grab his shoulders quicky,

“Merlin!” George jumps up from his spot, “he turns around quickly to see me laughing. He can’t help but laugh as well, "Well hello to you too,” You calm down from your laughing fit and finally admire the scene George laid out in front of you. It looked absolutely beautiful out tonight, the stars were out and the moon was bright enough to light up the tower. You were at a loss for words, that was until George offered you a seat which you gladly accepted. The rest of the night was filled with laughter, endless talking and food lots of food. That date was only the beginning of something great.

Neville: Second year, you became friends, you always stood up for him against Malfoy or any other person that gave him a hard time. Third-year, he started to develop a crush now that both of you were changing, growing into your bodies. There was something about you that changed that only he truly noticed, you were more confident in yourself. You were before last year but you’re even more so now and it made him care about you, even more. Now it’s year four, a full two years later and talk about the Yule Ball has come into full effect. The talk about the ball is stressful but so is this essay for Muggle Studies.

You help him with his self-esteem problems, you’re his outlet when it comes to his feelings about his parents and his grandmother. Neville tells you things that he just can’t with his grandmother, every day you two grow closer but you’re too scared to admit the way you feel to him because you think he just sees you as a friend, nothing more than that. You like the way things are and you don’t want to risk anything by saying something you might regret.

“Hey, Neville,” You guys were sprawled out on one of the couches in the Gryffindor common room You guys tend to take up the whole couch which annoys some people, you were laying on your back while Neville was sitting properly on the couch as you were using him as a footrest. You tap him with your foot until he lifts his head from his Herbology book he was lost in.

“Hmm, yeah?” He glances at you then goes back to his book, “Ugh, Neville~~~ I need your help with my essay. Can you please reread it, I feel like I can do better with it.” He closes his book, to give you his full attention, “Alright, hand it over.” You hand him your paper, he takes a few minutes going over your paper and you take this moment to gaze at him. You think about how attractive he’s become since you first met him, he’s truly becoming a man and damn do you wish he will take you to the Yule ball.

“(y/n), did you hear me?” You snap out of your thought and come back to Earth, “Huh, sorry I was spacing out.” He laughs, “Well yeah that’s because you’ve been up all night and getting up early in the mornings to finish this essay.” He hands back your essay and starts to push your legs off his lap. You sit up, eager to what he has to say, “Well how is it? Does it more detail? Does it sound good enough, do I need to edit it anymore-” “Alright, I’m going to stop you there.” He turns to face towards me, grabs my hands and pulls me in closer. “It’s perfect. Now go to bed.”

Cedric: Every week you and Cedric would meet at a tree near the Black Lake and you’d swap books. You��d give him a muggle book and he’d give you one that he’d think you’ll love, and every week you’d talk for hours about how much would love or hate that book. He found your passion for books to be adorable, he found it so cute that you’d rant about how much you’d dislike a certain character or how a different character deserves to be treated better and that they’re misunderstood.

You were ranting on and on about how Luce from Lauren Kate’s “Fallen” doesn’t deserve Daniel because she treats him horribly for some reason?. He stopped listening after a while because he was too distracted by the way the sun hits the back of your hair. It sort of had a halo effect and he thought you looked absolutely stunning, he always thought you looked amazing even if you didn’t. He is so captivated by your beauty that his silence didn’t go unnoticed by you, you thought you were boring him so you stopped taking about starting blushing.

“Sorry, am I boring?"Cedric being the gentleman he says, "Oh no of course not, I just love how passionate you are about these things. It’s one of the reasons I fancy you.” He gave you one of his signature smiles. You stared at him dumbfounded, “Sorry what? Did you just say you fancy me?” You really couldn’t believe your ears. He sat up from his laying position to look at you properly, (Y/n) would you like to go on a date with me?“ Cedric hoped deeply that you would say yes, with a hopeful look on his face your mind was racing with questions. "Well? What do you say?”

“Uh, yes, of course, I’ll go on a date with you.” You were so happy you didn’t care what was the reason he’d fancied you but your mind did quickly fill with insecurities. “Ced?” He smiled, he loved the fact that you already have a nickname for me. “Yes?” “Why do you want to go on a date with me? I swore you like Cho?” He gave you a confused look, “Cho? I don’t fancy her at all, she’s pretty and all but you’re who I’m interested in. I feel like I already know you, you are so down to earth and I want to get to know you more. I need to get to know you more or I feel like I might explode, there’s something so captivating about you and I can’t put my finger on it.”

You were at a loss for words, and before you knew what you were doing you hugged him and he returned the favor within seconds. “I never have had someone say something so sweet about me like that, and that speech how can I say no?”

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ughitsnic · 4 years

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Do you believe in fate?

Tom Holland x Reader Harrison Osterfield x Reader

omg i have so much planned for this i cant wait. i hope you like it, id also love feed back im trying to improve my writing. also let me know if you want tagging when i post a new part.

Chapter 3:

You were angry at yourself for that night, thinking about Tom as you and Harrison slept together. He was a great guy, the following morning he drove you home, getting you a breakfast on the way, gave you his jumper to warm you up, and called you that night to see how you were. He was just so sweet and that's why you felt so bad. It actually turns out you had a lot in common, you loved the same music and the same tv shows which meant you would text for hours on end during the week, and even send each other random memes which would leave you both in fits of giggles.

"So you and Harrison?" Pete questions, walking into the bakery.

"You're late" you didn't look up at him, your cheeks burning thinking back to that night. Pete hadn't worked all week, constantly calling in sick so it's the first time you actually got to catch up.

"I heard about your night with him, apparently all his room mates did. I told you getting laid would be good for you" he says nonchalantly, putting on his apron

"He's nice" you shrug.

"Just nice? I need details how was the sex? Everything you wanted and more?" he was determined to get every detail out of you.

"I mean yes we had sex the night we met its not like anything else would happen between us. He will probably find a new girl in a few weeks" you say kneading the doh, purposely leaving out the fact you have been texting non stop since. "Also, can you check on the cupcakes?"

"You never know, you gotta be a more optimistic baby girl. Or are you still hung up on that Tom guy?"

"God no" you force a laugh, not entirely sure if you were telling the truth. "I just don’t wanna put any pressure on whatever it is between Harrison and I"

"Okay y/n whatever you say" he rolls his eyes playfully.

"That's enough about me. I haven't seen you in nearly a week, what's new with you" he just laughs.

"I went to go see post malone" his eyes immediately light up

"Was he good? I would love to see him live?"

"Sooo fucking good" he drags out, and you quickly prepare your self for hours of him fangirling.

Even Though you enjoyed spending time with Pete, your shift still dragged on.

"2 hours left" you cheer looking at the clock.

"I'm actually gonna leave now, you'll be okay with closing on your own. I have a date" Pete tells you.

"Do i have a choice?" You would be lying if you said you weren't annoyed, but there was no point in telling him what to do because the 1 thing you have learnt from working with him over the last year is that Pete does whatever he wants.

“Have fun!” you shout as he leaves. You rest your hands on your hips and let out a long breath, looking around the bakery at all of the cleaning you still had left to do.

“Hey cutie” a sweet voice echoes through the bakery, you turn to see Harrison leaning on the counter smiling. “I'm taking you to dinner”

“Oh are you now?” you smile

“Yep, how do you feel about nandos?”

“I'd love a nandos. But the shop doesn't close for an hour” you frown. He walks behind the counter and puts an apron on.

“I'll help” he offers.

“No you won't, go sit and wait” you instruct pointing to a chair.

“Let me help”

“My boss would kill me”

“So? What do you need me to do?” you bite your lip thinking.

“I would say stand there and look handsome but I really need the tables wiping and the dish washer needs to be loaded, if you don't mind” you give him a smile and blowing him a kiss.

“Why would i mind? I offered i'll have you know I'm a great cleaner” he says as a matter of factly, “cmon turn the music up and let's have some fun” you both got carried away singing along to the radio, the little bakery full of laughter and giggles. Harrison would pull you by your arm into him so your bodies would be pressed together anytime a slower more romantic song came on

“May i have this dance?” he would whisper, your cheeks turning pink.

“You're gonna spoil your dinner” you tell him taking off your apron, watching the cutie in front of you eat the leftover cupcakes. “You ready?” he nods and you turn off all the lights and lock up. Much like in the bakery, the drive was full of singing and laughter, until his phone rung.

“Hey Tom whats up?” Harrison questions, patting your knee giving it a squeeze. Tom? It couldn't be him.

“When are you home?” Tom questions, he kind of sounded like him, from what you could remember.

“Not sure y/n and I are gonna get food” he looks over at you for a split second before looking back at the road

“Pete's friend at the bakery?”

“Yeah, you know her?” Harrison looked over at you and your heart was racing. You couldn't believe it, it was Tom! Harrison was his friend!

What tom had said to you before was replaying in your head over and over again, was this fate? That's crazy but it's just a coincidence.

“What's on your mind?” Harrison asks, picking at the last of his fries

“Not a lot” you lie. “I'm tired, work was a drag to be honest”

“I didn't realise, you should have said, we didn't have to go get food” Harrison says, you hold his hand over the table, giving it a squeeze.

“I like spending time with you” you admit and he gives you a warm smile. That was the truth, even though you hadn't even known him a full week, you had gotten to know each other alot of these few days and you really did enjoy his company, he was such a kind and warm hearted person, a smile always on his face and not to forget really, really fucking hot.

You throw your bag on the floor as soon as you step into your apartment and kick your shoes off heading to the kitchen to get a drink and look through the post that was delivered today sorting your roommates into a pile. Katie had gone back to the US for summer break, leaving you alone in your tiny apartment which you hated. Your phone pings, a text from Harrison ‘Change of plans, claires party at my place at 9 tomorrow hope I see you there cutie’. You were unsure, it would mean you were seeing Tom tomorrow, right? You didn't understand what it was about him, you felt stupid for liking him so much after only 1 conversation nearly a month ago. It was pathetic, but you agreed to go and you couldn't lie to yourself and say you were going to ONLY see Harrison.

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#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x reader

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pagansheep · 4 years

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Iplier Office Nerf War

Goretober: Nails

Whumptober: Defiance/ Struggling/ Crying

Community: Markiplier

Muffled sounds echoed the empty halls of the building, down at the end of the hall the sounds of laughter and shouting came.

The egos had the room a mess, hiding behind furniture they all held a nerf gun. Bim reached forward grabbing some of the nerf bullets on the ground reloading his weapon, he peeked his head up and yelped as a nerf bullet flew by his head.

He takes his shot at Ed who giggled hiding behind the filing cabinet. Ed glanced next to him at the doctor and nodded softly, they moved around to another table.

Google sat alone as he held the nerf gun, he brought it to his chest and peered around the corner of the table firing at Bing, Bing smirked bringing his gun out.

Across the room from the egos Host sat alone mumbling, his hands kept to himself as he sighed.

“Dark entered the building with Wilford, the others are unaware”

He mumbled, down the hall, the front door opened as both Dark and Wilford stepped in. Wilford had a grin on his face as he went off one of his ideas that he seemed so passionate about.

The echo of metal crashing against the floor echoed throughout the hall and Dark glanced down watching as paper slipped underneath the sliding doors to the room where the egos were. He mumbled and started to walk, Wilford followed after.

Halfway down the hall Silver popped out of the room and glanced at Dark and Wilford, he froze and glanced at Wilford hesitantly. He slightly moved his head towards the room then back to Wilford trying to send some sort of message. Wilford stared curiously as Silver picked up the papers.

“What are you doing?”

Dark said and the room went oddly quiet, Silver held the papers biting his tongue.

“Cleaning...yeah just cleaning I dropped some papers…”

“Yes, because paper sounds like metal dropping to the floor, what are you idiots doing?”

Silver glanced at Wilford hesitantly, Wilford sighed and put his arm around Dark.

“Cmon Darky, they’ll clean! I got another great idea already in the works!”

Wilford smiled glancing at Dark who’s shell broke a bit in annoyance, he moved Wilford’s arm off of him.

“You do this every single time there is something suspicious going on, what are you up too?”

“Nothing! Cmon Darky I have been talking about my plan for like three hours now”

“All you do is talk…”

Dark mumbled and fixed his hair

“Fine, take me there”

Wilford smiled and grabbed Darks' arm dragging him away from the room, Dark huffed and shook Wilford off of him just following quietly.

“It might not be best...for us to do this here…”

Silver said when he shut the door glancing at the other egos who sat there, Silver glanced over at the display case that sat in the back of the room.

“Ah, cmon! Dark ruins all the fun let’s just continue”

Bim said as he stood, the others glanced at each other.

“Yeah like this”

Bing shoved Google who growled under his breath and shoved him back, the two went at each other and Yancy stood hesitantly.

“Yous guys…”

He started before Bing tumbled back right into the display case that held Darks cane, the sound of glass breaking caused everyone to freeze.

“Oh, crap…”

Captain Magnum mumbled slowly moving back to the other door.

Both Yancy and Illinois moved towards Captain Magnum.

“It’s been nice but...we rather not find out what happens when the big boy is mad”

Illinois said and the three bailed before anyone could say anything, The doctor sighed staring at the two robots.

He moved over and shoved Bing to the side staring at the broken cane, he bit his lip.

“It’s broken...what do we do...Dark is gonna be back eventually”

Edward said and glanced at the others who shifted uncomfortably, Google's head perked up, and glanced at the Host in the other room. He steps out into the hall glancing around before heading to Host.

“Google enters the room with a question for The Host”

Host mumbled and sat up, his head moving towards the general direction of the sound of the door opening.

“Host...we need your help we fucked up bad…”

“The Host doesn’t respond as he glanced away putting his hands on the table”

The host said as his hands pressed down against the table feeling around for something, Google sighed.

“Come on! You can help”

“The Host refuses to help those who won’t confess their own mistakes”

The host said and Google mumbled heading back to the other room.

“Let's clean up...maybe Dark won’t notice?”

Ed said and the others glanced at him

“Seriously, it’s his cane! We are dead”

Silver growled under his breath and knelt down starting to pick up the nerf bullets, they all just cleaned up. Google picked up the broken pieces of the cane staring at it, he reached over to a filing cabinet grabbing some glue.

“I doubt that’s gonna work”

Bing said looking at him, Google sighed as he held the bottom part of the cane.

“It’s our only option...go get the black paint…”

Google said as he softly moved gluing both of the pieces together, he held it glancing as the other egos moved the tables back to where they are meant to be and fixed the chairs.

Bing left the room and came back a while later

“We don’t got any”

“What? We just had the black paint where did it go?”

Google said and glanced over at Silver who chuckled nervously.

“You painted your room again didn’t you…”

“White was boring”

“So you paint it black?”

“We all have favorite colors”

Silver mumbled and Google glanced down, he moved his hand slowly as the cane held in place

“Good job sherlock, but the case is destroyed”

Ed said and Google glanced down with a sigh.

“We can’t do anything about that…”

“Why not put the cane in Darks' room?”

Eric finally spoke up from sitting in the corner the entire time, everyone glanced at the anxious male playing with his comfort handkerchief.

“Do you wanna die? Stepping foot into that room would be begging for his uncontrollable anger”

“I-I can do it…”

Eric said and slowly stood, the other egos just stared in slight disbelief.

“Eric...out of everyone here we don’t want you going”

“Dark never did anything to me before...he takes care of me…”

Eric said softly and puts his hand out taking the cane softly, the others just watched as he left the room

Walking the halls holding the cane close to his chest Eric was playing with his comfort handkerchief quietly, hearing Darks and Wilford's voices he pressed his back against the wall hesitantly.

“So if we just set it up to the point it would be a much easier shoot!”

“Wilford...I appreciate your ideas but...why do we have to kill someone this time?”

“I mean why not? Death doesn’t exist, they'll wake up!”

Dark froze at the response, a shiver runs through his spine glancing at the clueless Wilford

“Right…”

Dark said softly and glanced ahead, Eric took a deep breath and stepped out into the hall in front of Dark and Wilford holding the cane to his chest.

Dark glanced at Eric curiously then down at his cane

“Why do you have that?”

Dark said as he continued to walk towards him, Eric let out a shaky breath and moved his hand out handing the cane to Dark.

“The Host told me to bring it to you…”

He said with a shaky breath, Dark glanced down at him then at the cane holding it

“Okay”

Dark said and kept walking, Wilford glanced at the two curiously and just shrugged giving a smile.

Eric bit his tongue anxiously and left heading to his room instead of the room that the egos sat in.

As Dark and Wilford reached the room the others were just sitting there talking about something, avoiding any eye contact with the two leaders.

Dark held the cane and glanced over as Host walked into the room, his arms out feeling around before sitting in his chair.

Wilford spotted the broken display case, he moved to his spot standing in front of the room.

“Ok so…”

He started, Dark mumbled and walked around the table. Placing his hand on Eds' shoulder, a small yelp and wince came from the ego, he hovered his hand over Darks hand feeling his nails dug into his shoulder.

“A-ah fuck…”

Ed tensed up letting out a shaky breath, Dark sighed glancing around.

“Who did it”

“Did what…”

Silver started glancing at the cowboy who had tears streaming his face and blood seeping through his clothes. Dark moved his hand and held the cane, putting his hand over the cracks, he bent it and it snapped as the glue somewhat held it together.

The others just glanced away, Wilford sat on the edge of the table with a sigh.

“I knew something was up”

Wilford mumbled watching Dark’s shell break, even more, he sighed knowing this won’t end well.

“I…”

“It was Google”

Bing said and Google glared at him

“Wh-you started it! You pushed me!”

“Lies, I did no such thing”

“You’re an asshole”

Google growled in annoyance staring at the other robotic software

“You both did it”

Edward mumbled staring at them

“Shut up! I didn’t do anything!”

Bing said, putting his hands on the table.

Listening to the three argue Wilford moved off the table towards Dark.

“Cmon...we can get it fixed...right?”

Wilford softly said and Dark glanced at him before at the others letting out an annoyed growl.

“Shut up!”

Dark snarled causing the three to go quiet, they all looked at Dark hesitantly.

“Dark stared at the others and spoke once again”

Host mumbled quietly narrating the situation

“You three will come with me, then we’ll talk”

He mumbled and softly shoved Wilford to the side as he left the room. Google, Bing, and Edward stood hesitantly glancing at Wilford.

“Don’t look at me I’m not part of this”

Wilford said putting his hands up softly, when they left Wilford glanced at the other egos

“What did you guys do…”

Wilford asked softly and glanced over at Silver

“We had an...office war with nerf guns...and it got messy”

Silver said softly looking at Wilford who scoffed

“Damn didn’t even invite me? So who won?”

Wilford smiled sitting with his knees to his chest, the egos glanced at each other and shrugged. Wilford chuckled, rubbing his shoulder trying to ignore any ideas going through his head.

“Hey...next time let me know…okay?”

Wilford said softly and the others nodded.

“Anywho, I have a fantastic idea!”

Wilford started as he stood turning the tv on, the others just sat there trying to ignore the absence of the other egos listening to the pink mustached male talk away showing off his new idea.

#markiplier #darkiplier #wilford warfstache

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bitch-banshee · 4 years

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Goner

Prompt: Reader finds Derek on a hike while he's been wounded from hunters. She doesn't know about supernaturals so she thinks there's a serial killer. She takes him home and tends to his wounds.

This has been sitting for so long....sorry y’all.

Masterlist

Living in a town where the main attraction is the woods was a blessing and curse. Hiking was always fun, finding new places all the time by a simple veer of the beaten path.

Until today.

I had just passed a small creek when i heard a sharp shout and a thud. Against my better brain waves and ignoring every movie ever. I decided to venture even further to see what was going on.

"Uhh hello?" The gentle English tilt to my voice slipped out in my fear. "Is there someone there" i continued treading as lightly as i could. If it was an animal that was hurt the last thing you wanted to do was scare it. I came around a large tree slowly, it wasn't an animal.

"Oh my god!" I whispered and fell to my knees. It was a man, and he had 4 long slash marks on his bare back. "A-are you okay, oh my god, who did this to you, can you stand, oh my god" my hands trembled as they reached for him. Too many questions Olivia.

"Okay okay okay, i need you to stand, can you do that for me?" A grunt, we were getting somewhere. "Alright, wanna tell me your name?" He leaned heavily against me, and i was thankful for all the months I'd been hiking.

"Mm Derek" he slurred, his head lolling to one side. "Okay! Derek, I'm gonna bring you to my car okay? Is that alright?" Another grunt. Not a man of words i see.

"It's just over the hill, can you make that Derek, i need you to tell me, or else I'll call an ambulance to help" at this his eyes snapped open, "no hospital " it was clear, free of the slur from before. Okay, "cool, no hospital, i can work with that, you're lucky I'm a doctor, not for people but i don't think that matters" a dry laugh slipped from my lips.

I was rambling, and i knew it. More than once i was all to aware of his slipping consciousness, and the blood sliding over my fingers. But by some miracle we made it to my truck.

"Okay Derek, can you lean here for just a second, I've got a towel in the back" incoherent words slipped from his lips, an agreement i think. I'll never know.

Still with shaking hands, i draped the towel over his back. He hissed, I'd drenched it in water, because putting a dry towel on an open wound was stupid. "Sorry sorry" somehow i got him in my passenger seat. He didn't lean back.

Okay, so he's aware enough to not get blood on my seat. Great. With a shut of the door and a sprint to the other side. The car ride was filled with shuddering breaths and soft apologies. Someone had tried to hill him. With a knife it looked, I'd been paying attention to the news.

Animal attacks, and half found bodies, someone was slaughtering people so bad the only explanation was an animal. My mind churned, i wouldn't be going back into the woods until they caught that lunatic. If i found Derek, that killer could find me. I looked over with frantic eyes "still with me Derek" a soft hum slid from his chest to my ears.

When we pulled up to my house, getting him out was way harder than getting him in. "Okay Derek just lean over like that, I've got you, Oh shit" he slipped and i caught him twisting before we both fell.

"We're not doing that again, agreed" i didn't expect him to answer. His face was ashen, it made me nervous. With fumbling fingers and hot breaths i busted through my front door. We didn't make it to the garage where i had a table for this sort of thing. The kitchen it was.

With quick hands i sent everything onto the floor.

"Sorry Ana" i whispered to my housemate that wasn't in. "Derek, you there, i need you to lay on your stomach,I'm gonna clean you up okay?" I whispered, he flinched anyways.

Once he was laid down i ran to the garage. Pulling antiseptic and hydrogen peroxide. I heard a deep groan and raced back. He was moving, pushing his arms from the counter. "No no no no no" i pushed him back down.

"This isn't gonna hurt, but it won't feel good either, you ready?" A nod, halfhearted and heartbreaking. I pursed my lips in concentration, trying to still my wiggling hands. "Cmon liv" i admonished myself and tending to his wounds.

The cuts were long, deliberate and they weren't the only ones. Through careful cleaning and inspection there were bruises under all the blood. "Jesus. You still with me" i ran my fingers over his head, like i could a dog before snapping it back.

This was a person, flesh blood bones and brains. A muffled "yeah I'm here" and i almost cried out of relief. "AH words! Yes okay" i pulled out a needle and thread and stared "I'm gonna gave to stitch these, okay" a deep sigh, "okay"

After several deep breaths and some winces and grunts I'd put in about 150 stitches. "Don't move, I'm gonna get bandaids" i placed my hands softly on his shoulders, a drowsy murrp came from his mouth. Minutes later he was bandaged and lying on my couch. "Are you allergic to any pain medication?" I squatted before him.

"Derek, i can't give you anything for the pain if you don't tell me." The assertion in my voice surprised even me. "No, no meds, m'ok" he groaned and went to stretch before his face screwed up and his eyes popped open. Wide and scared.

"Don't panic, you're fine, you're okay" i soothed slightly "are you allergic?" I asked again. He shook his head, probably annoyed with my pestering. I nodded and stuck him with some morphine.

Maybe 20 minutes later Derek was fast asleep. I was thankful for the open floor plan because i could see him from the kitchen.

"No Ana i didn't go out looking for an injured man" i hissed over the phone. "Why did you bring him back?" "You've seen the news, people are dying, i couldn't leave him here. He looks like escaped from someone. You know what whatever, are you staying with Brenton tonight?" She humphed "i could be" i rolled my eyes, hearing her smug smile. "Do" was all i said before i heard Derek groan. "I'm gonna check on him, i call you later" "okay liv, be careful" i sighed and hung up.

Rounding the couch i saw he was still asleep but sweating. I put my hand on his head and he was burning up. "Shit" he was going to sweat the pain meds right out. I went to the fridge and took out some frozen corn before placing it on the back of his neck. He blew out a long breath, before settling against the chocolate brown couch. At that moment my stomach grumbled. "Let's hope you're alright while i cook" i said to his sleeping form, pulling my hands through my hair.

30 minutes later I'd made tomato soup and a grilled cheese when Derek moved. It took me all of four seconds to be in front of him. "Derek, hey, take it slow you're gonna rip your stitches" his green eyes were frantic, swiping over the unfamiliar room before landing on me.

"Who are you" he mouth settled in a scowl, eyes blazing green fire. "I-I'm Olivia, i found you in the woods. Y-you were dying" my voice trembled out, words flying from my mouth. I recapped the whole story of finding him and bringing him here and stitching him up.

His face softened, but not enough to not look intimidating "thank you, but i should leave" he made moves to get up. My hands slapped down on his still bare shoulders.

"LEAVE? You can't leave, you shouldn't even be able to stand. Your pain tolerance must be though the roof. You shouldn't be moving around for a few days Derek. Then we should go to the police. I wanted to take you to the hospital but you said very seriously in your blood loss haze no to that. I'm sorry, I'm talking a lot, but you can't leave." I kept shaking my head, hands squeezing his shoulder involuntarily at my hasty speaking.

"Okay" was all he said. Gruff and annoyed.

"Okay" i responded "i made soup, do you want some" he nodded slowly, his gaze so alert and sliding over my face it made me shiver. I made him promise not to move while i got his food.

Derek needed to leave. He needed to get out of this house with this strangely nice and gorgeous woman. His eyes slid over her face and he'd wished he'd remained on her eyes. The baby blues were captivating enough. But when he let his gaze wander to the small nose and full pink lips being worried by her teeth. He felt his nostrils flare when she walked away from him.

She smelled like rain and honeysuckle. Not to mention the unintentional way of her hips made him weak and willing to do anything for her. When she set the steaming food in front of him with an easy smile and an earnest nod he knew he was a goner.

"What were you running from?" She inquired, smelling of anxiety atop her natural scent. He didn't answer, he couldn't, clearly she didn't know anything of his kind or the hunters hellbent on ending his life.

"Cmon Derek, it's okay, someone tried to hurt you, no doubt a serial killer that would've cut you up and scattered you around the woods" her voice lilted in a way that proved not only did she know nothing about supernaturals she also wasn't from here.

"How did you know what to do" he asked a question of his own. She faultered, caught off by such a question.

"I'm a vet, i moved here a few months ago, and I've been unable to catch up with the clinic owner here" she shrugged and nibbled at her sandwich. Derek caught a whiff of sadness and immediately felt bad.

"Sorry, thank you for not letting me die" his voice was stiff, he knew the slashes had already healed. Unless they hadn't, by the twist of his back and the ebbing pain that bloomed being any indication. She was immediately up, swathing him in her scent again "don't do that, God you're going to rip those open" she was behind him.

Soft fingers searing over his back, warmth flowing from her to him. He humphed "you're a good cook" he tried to appeal to her, to ease her strong feelings of anxiety and lingering sadness.

"Liar, I'm a horrid cook, you got lucky we had the only thing i can cook in the house" she laughed and it was like windchimes. Floating through the air, she was so soft spoken it didn't hurt his werewolf ears.

Like stiles did when he rambled, getting louder and louder. Her voice thinned and quieted as more words flew from her mouth. He realized he hadn't been listening to what she was saying. Her mumbles quiet as she continued to look over and slide her fingers over his back.

Yup he was a goner.

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@dylinski @terminallygenius @parker-potter @just-jordie-things

#alpha derek #derek hale #hale #derek #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf #teen wolf au #derek x oc!#tyler heochlin #tyler hoechlin #derek is such a dumb soft boi #someone tried to kill him and liv is gonna figure out who.#i just need someone to care for derek #i deserve hale babies

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truth ☼ jj maybank

a/n: listen here, i am a straight simp for JJ from the outerba banks so here we GOOOoo. i’ll also be taking requests for outer banks guys soooo lemme know if you have any ideas you want. this also turned out wayyyy longer than i intended but uh yeahhhh

summary: jj finally admits who he’s been crushing on

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word count: 6472

After another shit school year, crowded and drained by the Kooks, you were finally ready to have a summer with the Pogues. Just like Kie, you were technically a Kook but the Pogue lifestyle was more for you. Your mom had been a Kook and your dad was from the cut, so they completely understood your choice of friends, more so your Mom as odd as that sounds. She never had her Pogue experience besides when meeting your father, and she wanted you to live that life, while your father was skeptical of the your friend choices. Nonetheless, he still was semi supportive of you hanging with your friends. After the hurricane, there wasn’t really much power on the Pogue side, so plans just more so happened when you rolled up to each other’s house, mainly John B’s. Today was one of those days where you were just rolling up. After a small drive, you arrived at John B’s house. Sliding out of your car, you barged through the front door to see JJ and John B laid out on the couches.

“You should probably start locking your door, John B,” you started, making the boys both turn to you. John B rolled his eyes as you gave them both a huge grin.

“You should probably not barge into people’s homes,” John B fired back as JJ gave you a smile.

“JJ does it!” you exclaimed, coming to flop down on the couch on John B’s legs.

“To be fair, JJ doesn’t have manners,” John B replied, adjusting uncomfortably while you sat on him. You laughed in response as JJ looked offended. “And can you go sit with him, you’re hurting crushing my legs,” John B groaned, making you open your mouth in shock.

“Are you calling me fat?” you asked, playfully. Quickly, you stood up, with your lips pouting before you moved over to sit next to JJ who had sat up, giving you room to sit. John B rolled his eyes, knowing you were being dramatic.

“Well, Y/n, I don’t think you’re fat,” JJ started, looking over at your with a smirk before continuing, “So you can sit on me anywhere any time.”

“That’s just sad,” John B reacted, looking unamused while JJ had the biggest smile.

“Well thank you for not thinking I’m fat?” you questioned, laughing slightly, as you turned to look at JJ, “but just warning, that’s not how you compliment a girl.” Shaking your head, you turned to look at the TV.

“What was I supposed to say? You look pretty? Have a banging body?” JJ asked, slightly offended.

“Gross!” John B exclaimed, “Don’t try to mack on y/n, no pogue on pogue, JJ,” he continued, looking over at JJ who flicked him off.

“I’m just trying to understand how you’re supposed to compliment a girl, since y/n said I didn’t do good,” JJ explained, as you tried to play off the flush on your cheeks.

“You did horrible actually,” you corrected, laughing. “But I didn’t come here to give a lesson on how to flirt with a girl. What are we doing today?” you asked with a smile.

“Well Pope and Kie are working,” John B started. “So it’ll just be us today.”

“Damn, maybe I’ll just go home,” you said, trying to look not pleased with who you’d be hanging with.

“Asshole,” John B snorted. “Just for that we’re not going to go on the boat,” he finished, crossing his arms over his chest dramatically.

“And I won’t be sharing any weed with you,” JJ added, with a slight joking glare.

“Oh cmon, you know I’m kidding,” you smiled. “I just like Pope more than both of you ,” you joked, slouching back into the couch.

“Wait,” JJ started. “So you’re telling me out of all of us, Pope is your favorite? All he does is stress and fucking says the weirdest shit,” JJ continued, looking slightly offended, making you burst out laughing.

“That’s why I love him. He says the funniest shit,” you replied, smiling.

“Well then maybe you should wait for Pope to give you a boat ride,” John B said, unfazed by your words.

“You were my favorite, y/n but not after this attitude,” JJ said, with a slight pout. As much as you loved Pope, you were completely joking. In all honesty there was no favorite. You adored every single one of them in different ways, but JJ was a different type of friendship. It was always playful and flirty that at some point, his jokes started to make your heart pound and your cheeks blush. It wasn’t always like that but recently, there had been something different between you both in a sort of more than friend tension. To you, it was probably from the fact you struggled to play off his joking flirting since you had started to find yourself having more than Pogue allowed feelings for him.

“I was joking, guys,” you said, jolting up off the couch. “Now can we please go out on the boat? I want to drink and swim and be in the sun,” you whined, going to grab and pull JJ up off his seat on the couch. It was much harder than you anticipated.

“Only if you say I’m your favorite,” JJ wagered, trying to hold back a smile.

“Fine, you’re my favorite,” you said, giving him a smile hoping he would give in.

“What the fuck about me? I’m providing the boat,” John B spoke up, feigning offense. You dropped JJ’s hands and walked over to John B.

“John B, you and JJ are both my favorites. Now can we please go?” you begged, jutting out your lower lip.

“Fine, but only because i want to go out on the boat, not because you tried those damn puppy dog eyes on me,” he replied, getting up from the couch. You turned to JJ with a smile. He just shook his head at you before getting up off the couch.

“You always get your way, princess,” he teased as John B had walked away. From the little nickname, your cheeks reddened again.

“Just because I live around Kook’s does not mean I’m a princess,” you replied, trying to hide your true feelings towards the nickname.

“I never said that, but you’re our princess,” he said, his cheeks turned the slightest shade of a darker red, making you bite your lip.

“See, that’s better flirting,” you replied, trying to diffuse the tension building in you.

“Glad you caught that,” JJ said, clearing his throat slightly before grabbing his bag. You had yours flung across your shoulder and John B came back in the house.

“Are you dumbasses coming or what?” he asked, looking at you both.

“Yeah!” you replied quickly, rushing towards the door. All of you climbed into the boat and you sat comfortably in the front.

“Alright, I need a beer,” JJ said, already cracking one open, making you shake your head. That boy and his beers.

“I want one,” you exclaimed, gaining John B’s attention. With a smile, he grabbed one and walked over to you.

“Anything for you,” he joked, as you thanked him. JJ sat in the back, watching you both. It was odd, he never usually was so serious like that, but you shrugged it off anyway.

“Let’s go, hoes!” you exclaimed as John B turned on the boat. Both of the boys shook their heads at you while letting out a slight laugh. Once John B accelerated, you got closer to the front of the boat. Something about sitting up front with the wind hitting you on the water just felt right. As the boat soared along, you sipped on your beer, until John B slowed down to nice waters. The sun was beating down at this time of afternoon and your felt your body getting hot. After a couple more cool sips of your beer, you got up and shedded off your clothes so you were only left in your bikini. John B and JJ were slamming beers at the moment, and you laughed. Something about being in the sun on the water put you at ease. You laid back, relaxed on the seat and let the sun hit you.

“Whatcha doing up here?” John B asked, with a smirk.

“Drinking?” you laughed, showing your beer. As you sat up slightly, John B came and sat on your legs, making you very uncomfortable. He definitely was too big to do that. “John B! Get up!” you laughed out.

“What am i too fat?” he mocked, jokingly.

“Yes, you’re too fucking fat,” you replied, laughing. In a rush John B had yours and his beers set down and had you tugged up into his arms. He moved towards the front of the boat, holding your over. “John B!” You squealed, trying to wiggle out of his arms. He was laughing hysterically at you trying to get out of his arms.

“Pay back’s a bitch,” he laughed before he jumped off the boat with you in his arms. Before you could scream, your body hit the cool water. Once you sunk down some, you started swimming to the surface.

“Douche!” you cried out, laughing as John B came up from air. “You’re a douche!” you screamed, splashing water in his face as you both treaded the water.

“You called me fat!” he exclaimed, laughing.

“You called me fat first!” you replied, smiling. After a couple more minutes of splashing him, you swam back to the boat. JJ sat, unamused. “Wanna give me a hand?” you asked, sticking your arm out. With no change in emotion, he helped pull you back on the boat.

“Why didn’t you jump in?” you questioned, ringing your dripping hair out.

“I didn’t wanna come in between you and John B’s flirting,” he shrugged, practically chugging down his beer.

“Flirting?” you laughed, loudly, genuinely confused.

“Oh John B you’re fat,” he giggled out in a high pitched voice, “y/n payback. Let me just hold you and jump in the water with you,” he said mocking John B’s voice. “No, you’re a douche!” he mocked you, with a high pitch voice and pretending to giggle.

“Oh my god, it’s not that deep, JJ,” you said, slightly annoyed with his tone. He seemed annoyed with you both for no good reason. “He was just joking around,” you said, going to grab your towel to dry off a little.

“From a fellow guy, he’s trying to get with you,” JJ grumbled out, looking almost disgusted.

“JJ, I’m pretty sure he’s in love with Kie like the rest of you,” you sighed, knowing the truth. Kie was the original Pogue girl in their friend group and all the boys were head over heels for her. It made sense, she was absolutely beautiful inside and out. She could get almost any guy but there was the rule, but that didn’t stop the boys from clearly crushing on her.

“Unless he’s into you,” JJ said, still not looking normal. The emotion he was feeling you couldn’t tell from looking at him, but it sure as hell wasn’t his normal playful, happy look.

“Please, all of you are practically in love with Kie, you all drool over her,” you said, waving off his unrealistic thought of John B liking you. Obviously, John B was attractive, but there was nothing there between you two. You knew that. Whatever feelings you had were all towards JJ. That’s when John B came back on the boat, dripping wet.

“What’s going on?” he asked with a smile.

“Just talking about how you guys are in love with Kie,” you laughed, before JJ could possibly bring up what you were actually talking about. John B grinned even more.

“I mean, have you met her? Anyone would have a crush on her,” John B said, confirming what you already said. “I mean JJ can confirm that. It’s like not in love with her but everyone has a lowkey crush on her.” You eyes looked over to JJ and he shrugged.

“Yeah,” he replied, sipping on his beer again. Exactly what you thought. Even JJ was crushing on Kie. While it was known information, it doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt a little. Having this actually fully be confirmed made it hurt even more. Without another thought, you got hold of your beer and chugged the rest. Nothing a little alcohol couldn’t fix. After you finished drinking it, you went a grabbed another one and started chugging again.

“y/n, what are you doing?” JJ asked, a little bit of worry on his face.

“Drinking? I’m way behind you guys on beers?” you said, continuing to drink more. While you loved Kie dearly, you would have given anything to be in her place.

“Well, maybe slow down a little,” John B said, concerned.

“Nope,” you smiled. “I’m trying to get drunk!” you laughed, trying to cover your sadness. Truly, neither boy believed it fully, but they let it go.

“Another round?” JJ asked, which you nodded too after gulping down the rest of your beer, going for your third beer within ten minutes. After you gulped some more down, you stopped drinking so much, giving yourself a break.

You got out your speaker and at started to play music as the boys stood near the back of the boat. You laid out once again, relaxing and drinking. A couple more beers and you would feel fun and want to dance. About an hour later and you were borderline hammered. You laid on the front of the boat, smiling at absolutely nothing. Laughing at whatever music was playing. “I think we should head back,” John B said, looking at your overly intoxicated state.

“Nooo,” you replied, sitting up, slowly. “This is so fun!” Both guys looked at each other with a worried look.

“Yeah let’s go back and get you some water,” JJ added, walking to the front of the boat with you as John B began driving. He sat down beside you, with a slightly concerned face.

“We have water right here, the ocean,” you stated as if what he said made no sense.

“Drinking water, dumbass,” he laughed slightly, looking over at you. Pursing your lips at his correction, you laid your head down in his lap.

“Hey, JJ,” you spoke, gaining his attention. With the movement of the boat and wind, there’s no way John B would have heard you.

“What’s up?” he said, looking down at you.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” you asked bluntly, catching him off guard. His face turned to a slight pink, most likely from the sun.

“Well, I mean yeah, you’re pretty good looking,” he replied, shrugging. Not the response you had wanted. Not at all.

“But like do you think I’m good enough to pull a guy,” you continued, trying to get reassurance that just because your best friend was the girl of every guys dream, that you still had a chance to have a boy like you.

“I mean, sure, why wouldn’t you be?” he shrugged, biting down on his lower lip. Again, not the exact response you had wanted. You wanted him to say you were gorgeous and that any guy would be lucky to have you. Obviously, that’s not what he fucking said. Your only response to him was a slight shrug as you turned your body to look away from him. The alcohol running through you turned from happy juice to sad juice real quick in you. Instead of showing that, you just pretended like you didn’t feel good and curled up, showing discomfort. “You drank too much,” JJ, chuckles, beginning to play with some of your hair. You nodded in response, keeping your eyes closed.

The rest of the boat ride was pretty quiet as you kept your eyes closed and pretended to feel sleep and sick, but really the sickness was from a heart crushing comment from JJ. You could feel the boat coming to a stop, knowing you were probably at John B’s house. Slowly, you sat up and saw John B standing over you.

“Can you walk or do I need to carry you?” he asked, laughing slightly at your facial expression. Truthfully, you were super drunk so being carried sounded nice.

“I mean I can, I think,” you said, giggling at John B’s amused expression.

“I’ll carry you just to be safe,” he finished, scooping you up, making you laugh hysterically. “JJ can you get her bag, bro?” You couldn’t hear his response, but he probably would. John B walked with you easily and plopped you down on the couch. “And you definitely can’t go home like this,” he laughed.

“Oops,” you laughed out, cuddling under the blanket on the couch. JJ walked in holding your bag, and set it down next to you. His face again seemed unamused as he looked down at you.

“Alright well I need a fucking blunt,” JJ stated, looking up at John B.

“Well I was supposed to go meet Pope and Kie to get some food for us from the restaurant,” John B replied.

“We can’t leave her here unattended, look at her,” JJ sighed, looking down at you, as you laughed loudly.

“I can hear you,” you said, closing your eyes again. “It’s fine I’ll just sleep,” you added, curling up on the couch.

“JJ, just stay with her. She needs food in her stomach to help her sober up,” John B instructed, already heading out the door.

“Fuck I just wanted to smoke,” he groaned, making you give him a mean expression.

“No you go smoke, dick,” you mumbled out, just wanting to be left alone at this point.

“No, I’m not going to leave you here by yourself,” he sighed, flopping down on the couch and turning on the TV.

“You‘ve been a real jerk today,” you grumbled out. All he’s done is bitch about John B liking you, which he didn’t, basically said you’re ugly and now can’t even sit with you when you’re drunk after the countless times you took care of him drunk. “So just fucking go smoke,” you said, flipping to face away from him.

“How have I been a jerk?” he exclaimed, but instead of answering, you stayed silent with your eyes closed. After a couple moments of silence, JJ spoke again, “Seriously, y/n, what the fuck?” Again, you fought the urge to let everything out on him and just remained silent. JJ grumbled something under his breath that you couldn’t make out before it remained silent. With the stillness of the house and the alcohol in you, you finally fell asleep.

☼

After the boat encounter with JJ, you distanced yourself from him slightly. Just enough to not stir up the attention of the rest of the Pogue group. He basically acted like that whole day didn’t happen, so you just kept your distance. You did not entertain his flirty jokes or anything. If anything, you tried not to talk to him at all if you could. He acted like an asshole and you weren’t just going to let that go. Every time you all hung out, his eyes remained on you the entire time. In his defense, he did constantly try to bring back your normal dynamic, but you just wouldn’t really respond. Each time he tried, you would give him a small smile and continue on. Slowly, but surely the group started to notice, but JJ noticed immediately after two days of it.

“y/n, are we good?” he asked, nervously running his fingers through his hair.

“Yup,” you said, throwing him as real of a smile as you could.

“You sure? Shit’s been off recently and kind of weird,” he continued and you pushed a laugh out of you.

“Nope, we’re good, JJ,” you replied. Before he could say anything else, you sparked up a conversation with Pope and he dropped the subject. Part of you felt bad because when you looked over, you saw almost sadness in his eyes.

☼

Two weeks passed by with the distancing continuing. Everyone had asked you if you and JJ were okay and each time, you said the same thing: we’re fine. What you didn’t know was JJ was asking them to ask you. Tonight was supposed to be a chill night with a keg with just you guys and a couple more pogues, but it ended up being a complete rager. At least a hundred people were here, you had already been drinking and were definitely starting to feel the effects of it. You walked around happily, giggling and smiling at people.

“Hey,” a voice piped up, catching your attention. He definitely was not a Pogue, but didn’t seem to be a Kook either. Tourist maybe? You wipped around to look at him.

“Yup?” you asked, popping the p, taking a sip of your drink.

“What’s your name?” he asked, coming closer.

“Uh, y/n,” you smiled, sticking out your hand.

“Kyle,” he grinned, shaking your hand. “I’ve seen you walking around... Are you here with anyone?” he asked, looking you up and down.

“Nope, but I’m not looking to be here with anyone,” you laughed out.

“Wow, all you got was my name, and already rejected me,” he laughed. Shrugging with a smile, you giggled.

“Why waste your time?” you replied, smiling in a friendly way.

“Is it bad this made more attracted to you?” he asked, eliciting a loud laugh from you.

“You enjoy being rejected by women?” you asked back, genuinely amused.

“Not usually, but the way you said it was really respectful, which is kind of hot,” he admitted. Another laugh left you.

“Respectful rejection is hot?” you clarified, making him laugh too.

“On you, yeah,” he replied.

“While I’m flattered,” you smiled with a flush on your cheeks, “It’s still a no.”

“Well, I had to at least try,” he smiled. His eyes locked onto someone else, probably his new victim. “Who’s that?” he asked, pointing slightly. Your eyes followed him and you saw JJ, standing with clenched fists.

“Uh, that’s my friend JJ,” you responded, confused.

“Well, he looks like he’s going to kill someone,” he said, still staring back, “Probably me.” He finished his words and you looked from a pissed off JJ to the boy sitting next to you, completely confused.

“I don’t know why he’d do that,” you said, shrugging.

“Ever think your friend might like you?” Kyle asked, with a smile. “No guy that isn’t jealous looks at a girl talking to a guy that way,” he said. “Nice meeting you, y/n,” he finished, before walking off. There you stood confused as hell. Pushing the thought Kyle gave you away, you began drinking your beer again. Shaking off the feeling in your stomach, you went back to being social and halfway flirting with the boys that came up to you while also rejecting them. None of them wanted more than to hookup, so you were nice but always said you weren’t interested in anyone. The night dragged on, and you consumed an outstanding amount of alcohol. At the end of the night, you all rounded over to the boys, not sure where Kie was.

“Where’s Kie?” you asked, looking around.

“She left awhile ago,” Pope said, “Something about having to be home or something?”

“Shit, I was supposed to stay at her’s,” you said, biting down on your lip. “My parents will kill me if I come home drunk,” you said, groaning.

“Just crash at mine,” John B offered, “I’ll take the couch.”

“I was supposed to crash at yours too,” JJ said, looking annoyed by John B’s offer.

“Man, there’s plenty of room,” John B said, looking confused at his attitude.

“It’s cool, I’ll figure something out,” you mumbled, not actually sure what you could do.

“You could go home with the one of fuck ton of guys you were flirting with,” JJ shrugged, acting nonchalant, but his words digging into your skin.

“What the fuck?” John B asked, confused.

“Are you kidding me? I rejected all of them? You’re the one trying to sleep with anything that breathes?” you laughed out, confused on his fucking attitude.

JJ scoffed, before flicking you off.

“What the hell did I miss?” Pope mumbled to himself.

“Alright I don’t know what the problem is, but let’s just fucking get over it and get all of our drunk asses home,” John B said. You all started the walk back to the house. Pope and you were joking around and laughing, John B was laughing slightly and then JJ looked completely pissed the whole time.

Both you and Pope started to lag behind the group. “He, y/n?” Pope said, quietly.

“Hey, Pope,” you whispered back, dramatically.

“Can we be serious for a min?” he asked, looking over to you. You nodded, looking at him confused. “What’s going on with you and JJ? You both have been acting really weird around each other,” he asked, looking over at you.

Shrugging, you responded, “He was an ass to me awhile ago and I just made some space between us.”

“Well he’s been really stressed about it and has asked us so many damn times about it and to talk to you. I think you should talk to him,” he said, truthfully. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the fact that this had been eating you up inside, but you finally admitted everything.

“It’s more than that, Pope,” you started, making Pope stop you. He looked at you with a confused look, clearly wanting you to continue. “I’ve had a fat crush on JJ for awhile now. We went out on the boat and John B and I were messing around and he got all pissy and said John B liked me and then I said you’re all in love with Kie, which you guys are, and it just became a shitshow and he like acted like he didn’t want to be around me, and I know no Pogue on Pogue but it still hurt my fucking feelings,” you rambled out and Pope had the most amused face.

“You fucking like JJ?” he asked, beginning to laugh.

“Fuck off,” you replied, giggling slightly.

“I mean I’m not surprised, you guys have always been weird around each other, like flirty and shit,” he replied, shrugging. “I feel like you should just tell him.”

“Oh yeah great idea. Let me tell the guy who’s not interested in me that I like him, genius!” you said sarcastically. Shaking your head, you started walking again.

“You really don’t think he’s into you? The reason he’s an ass is cause he gets jealous,” Pope said simply. “Don’t look at me like I’m stupid. We both know i’m the smartest in the group.” The last part made you laugh.

“I just don’t think he does,” you shrugged, both of you finishing up the walk to John B’s.

“Bout fucking time,” JJ said, waiting on the porch. “What the hell were y’all doing?”

Without hesitation Pope replies, “Making out.” Before you could let out a laugh, you saw how tense JJ got. Pope elbowed you, trying to prove his point to you. Right as JJ looked like he was about to say something, Pope cut him off, “Joking, she just started stumbling so I gave her a piggy back ride.” Pope and you laughed before you entered the house.

“I told you,” Pope whispered as JJ walked through the door. All you could do was shake your head. Just because he was pissed about you “making out” with Pope didn’t mean he liked you. Could be the no pogue on pogue rule maybe?

“Nice of you dumbasses to show,” John B said, already on the couch.

“Look, take your bed, I’ll take the couch,” you said to John B, going to sit next to him.

“y/n take the bed,” John B replied, looking at you warmly.

“Nope, if you don’t get on your bed right now, I’m going to call Kie over to back me up,” you said, knowing Kie would support you sleeping on the couch if you really needed her.

“I fucking hate how Kie was my best friend and you stole her,” John B groaned, heading into his room.

“Goodnight,” you smiled, kicking off your shoes before cuddling into the couch.

Pope had disappeared so it was just you and JJ. He went and laid down on the other couch. Neither of you said anything as the TV played lazily in the background. After some silence, you had to talk to him.

“JJ?” you mumbled, capturing his attention. He lazily rolled over to look at you.

“What?” he asked. His tone wasn’t mean nor nice, just monotone.

“What’s going on with us?” you asked with a slight frown. “We used to be so close but you’ve been so pissed at me lately all the time,” you continued, chewing on your bottom lip. After weeks of this, you missed your friend.

“I don’t know,” he sighed, looking at you directly in the eyes. “But I’m sorry I’ve been such a douche. And I’m sorry for tonight.” His tone had softened slightly by now.

“Yeah you were being a douche,” you mumbled making him laugh.

“Look those guys are horrible, and I just wanted to make sure you weren’t falling for their games,” he admitted. Yet again, not the answer you fully wanted. What you wanted was for him to say he was jealous that you were smiling at those other guys and not him, but as usual, Pope was wrong when it comes to this stuff.

“I was just being nice... I rejected every single one of them,” you let out, looking back at the TV.

“Good, cause they definitely were just trying to fuck,” he said, laughing slightly. Maybe it was yet again being let down or that how he said it made it seem like no one would be genuinely interested in you.

“Wow, thanks JJ,” you mumbled out, turning away from him.

“What’s your problem?” JJ asked.

“Nothing, JJ. I’m going to bed,” you said, with no sort of emotion.

“y/n?” he asked and once again, you laid there and didn’t respond. From the alcohol and JJ’s words you let a couple tears run down your face before you fell asleep.

☼

The next morning, you woke up before anyone else and quietly, brushed your teeth and threw on a swimsuit. The sun was going to be rising soon, so you decided to go down to the beach and watch the sunrise. You snuck out of the house before anyone would notice, not wanting to explain yourself nor talk to anyone. The beach was deserted as usual, and you laid cuddled into your towel watching the bright colors on the sky. Between the sound of the waves and the colors, you finally felt at ease after last night. After some time, John B came down.

“There you are!” he exclaimed, jogging over to you. “What are you doing?” he asked, sitting down next to you.

“Just wanted to think,” you shrugged, watching the sun rise more.

“About JJ?” he asked, looking over at you.

“How did you-Pope. I’m gunna kill him,” you grumbled, looking back at the water.

"He only told me because he was worried about you, and he thought I might be a little better to talk to," he laughed out.

"Still going to kill him," you sighed.

"Listen, I know we have that pogue on pogue rule, but that was around before you. So it kind of doesn't apply to you," he started, making you look over to him. "JJ doesn't have many good things and you are one of the few things that keep him from actually losing his shit half the time. He's an idiot and doesn't know how to express his feelings, so he just says dumb shit," John B explained.

"Did he say he liked me?" you asked, looking at John B.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then you don't know."

A small silence fell over you both.

"I think you're scared he'll reject you, but ever since you came around, he stopped saying Kie is hot. He stopped flirting with girls at parties," he said, pushing himself up. "It counts for something, y/n," he finished before walking off. You groaned at his words, continuing to watch the sun. After some time to yourself, you finally got up and went towards the shore after you took off your clothes. The water felt cool against your feet. Slowly you kept walking in, watching the pink hue of the water.

"y/n," a voice said from behind you. Swiftly, you turned around to see JJ standing there.

"What are you doing?" you asked, messing your feet around in the sand.

"Uh, John B talked to me," he let out, awkwardly. He fucking didn't. No fucking way he ratted you out.

"Motherfucker," you groaned, throwing your head back as your whole body heated up. When you looked back over, you saw JJ standing right in front of you.

"Before you say something stupid and get pissed, let me talk," JJ said, stepping even closer to you. "For once I'm going to tell the truth and not make stupid excuses... I'm a fucking dumbass who doesn't know how to talk to you. We always joked and flirted but you never seemed actually interested so I said stupid shit and got jealous at times and yeah I was a fucking dick, but I just didn't know how to tell you. Ever since you came into this group, my life has been better. You make me laugh and happy as fuck and I've had a fat crush on you too," he rambled out, mocking your words from last night.

"The "fat crush" was unnecessary," you laughed out, biting down on your lip.

"Oh shut up before you piss me off again and I don't finish what I came here to do," he laughed out, placing both of his hands on your cheek. One hand found its way to the back of your neck, pulling your body against him. "Out of all that you had to pick out the one funny part, asshole," he chuckled out, looking down at you. He dipped his head down and let his lips hover over yours for a moment.

"You didn't let me finish," you mumbled out, gulping at the close proximity of you two.

"You'll probably ruin the moment," he said, grinning.

"I was going to say I had a fat crush on you!" you said, pulling away slightly. Before the bickering could continue, JJ leaned down and slammed his lips down to yours. One hand rubbed your cheek while the other made its way down to your waist. Both your arms snaked their way around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss was perfect. He led. You followed. It was absolutely amazing. When you both pulled away, you smirked, "Explain to me exactly how fat your crush is on me."

"That's it," he said, throwing you over his shoulder and running into the water. You let out a laugh scream as he plunged you both under the water. When you came back up, JJ pulled you to his chest and you wrapped your legs around his waist. "Now I'm the only one who can throw you off the boat and carry your drunk ass home," he said, biting his lip.

"I literally asked you if I was pretty and you said kinda!" you exclaimed. JJ's face became flushed. "Dick!"

"Well what did you want me to say? That you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen? That I purposely walk behind you so I can check you out without you knowing? I thought you didn't like me, dumbass," he replied, shaking his head at you.

"You let me go first to check out my ass?" you squealed, looking at him.

"Have you seen your ass? It's like asking to be looked at," he said, going down to grab it. You jumped slightly at his touch, making him laugh.

"Whatever," you giggled, cuddling into his neck. "So are we like a thing now?" you asked, hiding in his neck from embarrassment.

"I mean, if a guy checks you out I'm probably going to jail, so yeah," he said.

"How romantic," you laughed out, pulling your head back to look at him, smiling.

"You're so beautiful," he breathed out, putting some of your wet hair behind your ear. "And you're mine now."

"Mhmm," you hummed, looking what you could see of his body. His arms bulging while holding you. His tan skin in the morning light. Absolutely breathtaking.

"Okay, we need to get out before I actually lose it. You look too good in your swimsuit right now," he said, placing a kiss on your lips.

"Carry me?" you asked, smiling.

"I can't believe I finally earned that privilege," he chuckled, teasingly. Once the water got too shallow, he set you down. Without skipping a beat, you pulled him down to kiss you again. His arms circled around your waist, kissing your back roughly. His body towered over you as you continued the kiss.

"OH shit!" you heard Pope scream, making you and JJ pull away.

"Guess the no pogue on pogue macking is abolished?" John B said. "JJ's pussy whipped before he even got pussy," he added, making JJ flick him off.

"Fuck both of you," JJ responded, making you all laugh. He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead before the two boys came running down into the water, splashing you both on the way in. JJ had you scooped up in his arms within seconds and came running behind them. Laughing, you wrapped your arms around his neck and plugging your nose before he dove under the water with you. This time, you didn't rush to the surface, you stayed submerged for a moment, letting reality soak in. JJ was finally yours. A rush of air woke you up from your moment, as JJ tugged you out. All the boys stood easily, you on the other hand couldn't touch, so JJ let you crawl up on his back.

"We should do this once a week," you said, smiling at everyone. "Come out for the sunrise, listen to music and swim." Everyone smiled slightly as they gazed at gorgeous colors beginning to fade slightly.

"Once a week," JJ agreed, turning to smile at you, pressing a small kiss to your cheek.

"Once a week," John B and Pope repeated, grinning.

"Someone's gotta tell Kie though," Pope said, making you realize she missed all of this.

"OH SHIT!" you exclaimed. "She's going to kill us."

#jj maybank #jj outer banks #jj obx #jj maybank imagine #jj maybankimagines #outer banks #outer banks imagine #john b outer banks #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n #pope outer banks #kiara outer banks #sarah cameron

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shsldepressedlesbian · 4 years

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no one asked but here danganronpa fantasy au that was made in my early days of the fandom and is thus outdated and was made with mostly only the drv3 cast in mind. i updated it a little for the public tho haa

Plot: ok so basically kaede is a princess and she befriends this shapeshifter named shuichi and sorta assigns him as her advisor and their best friends. then two weeks before her crowning she gets kidnapped and shuichi goes off to look for her in time for her to be queen. and he meets the rest of the cast and finds her and everyone is happy

Kaede: Princess. Is very skilled in many different musical types, but piano is her main. Kidnapped from her palace. Shuichi's best friend.

Shuichi: Shapeshifter(he tries to keep this a secret). Orphaned as a child and stumbled into the castle's gardens, where he met Kaede. Searching for her after her disappearance so she can become queen in time.

Kaito: A wannabe adventurer who offers to accompany Shuichi on the road to find Kaede. Also wishes to one day be able to take his adventuring to the sky. Use to be the assistant of an astronomer, before leaving to make his own fortune. Says he's heard rumors about someone who has a map to where the gang who kidnapped Kaede resides. Ryoma was one of his former idols.

Kokichi: A thief and a leader of a gang of bandits. After ending up getting caught while trying to steal from their wagon, he offers to join them and help find Kaede(with plans to rob them and steal their wagon and horses, but only ends up growing closer to them and reconsidering stealing from them cause "huh that prize for finding the queen is a lot more than what these losers probably have").

Maki: An assassin for hire who runs into the trio by random. Also it just so happens that her next target is Kokichi. Kaito saves Kokichi's ass and Shuichi offers to outpay the bounty on Kokichi's head-wait did someone seriously offer that much Kokichi what the hell did you do to piss someone off that much-he then offers that if Maki were to travel with the three of them for a short while, then they could stop by the Akamatsu kingdom and she could get her gold. Maki just wants to kill Kokichi and go, but Kaito begins insisting she comes with them("cmon just cause your an assassin doesnt mean you have to be edgy all the time")and this does really annoy Maki, but eh fine she'll come with them for a day or two, but if she doesn't that money she'll go back to her original plan. And thus the four is complete.

Kiyo: A traveling anthropologist who is secretly a vampire. In his wishes to continue traveling after his turning, he wears much clothing to protect him from the sun, which gives him a creepy appearance. He runs into the four after someone ends up "accidentally" letting the horses go, and offers to give them a ride to meet Rantaro he can guide him to the town. Then mysteriously disappears after dropping a few facts about certain cultures. Even then he appears randomly ever so often. He also has an interest in seances and always observes specialists in the subjects when the chance arrives. His horse, who he's nicknamed "Shiso", is very precious to him, as it is the child of his now deceased older sister's former horse. He also occasionally travels with Rantaro.

Rantaro: A true adventurer who has been through so many dangerous encounters he has become very chill when facing danger. He knows a lot of things about the wild and creature's preferences, though he isn't a walking fact machine. Meets the four and agrees to guide them after hearing they've met Kiyo. Is also looking for his sisters, who have disappeared whilst traveling with him.

Angie: A siren who can change into human when on land. Is very dedicated to the siren sea god. She attempts to use her voice to lure the trio into her cult(of course, doing so would require them to get into the water and drown), but is interrupted by Tenko who scares her off.

Himiko: A young witch who also deems herself a mage. She is severely underestimated due to her lazy nature and size. She gets gravely annoyed when people accuse her of being a fake, and wishes for everyone to see herself as a mage. She calls Tenko her familiar who she turned into a human(the ways of how are not mentioned). When the three arrive, she uses her cauldron to help them locate where the person-who-has-the-map is(she couldn't make out what they looked like or who they were, but hey, she got the town at least).

Tenko: A girl who had once been training to be a knight put was put under a warlock's curse that turned her into a frog, unless she had a true love's kiss. Frog Tenko fell in love almost immediately when she first saw Himiko, and began following her, hoping to one day be able to see if she could break the curse. Himiko first thought of the frog as annoying, but then it began helping her out, and she grew weirdly attached to it, then decided to craft a familiarbond with her, which required at least a kiss on the head. Surprise surprise, Himiko broke Tenko's curse. And Tenko also kept the perks of being a familiar. Tenko has a very obvious crush on Himiko that she denies to have, but is very loyal to her and has promised to protect her and stay by her side until their last days. Due to being a familiar, she has limited magic that can become more powerful the more closer she is to Himiko- and Himiko can also channel magic through her. Tenko, due to a warlock having been the one who put the curse on her and her old teacher feeding her biased views, has a dislike for males, and only rescued the trio because she hated seeing Angie succeeding, and only brought them to Himiko after Shuichi offered to pay a good amount of gold to see her.

Ryoma: A former adventurer, who is now an outlaw since he joined the gang who stole Kaede. However, he also betrayed this gang a long while ago, and so now he is both hunted down by the gang and guards of most kingdoms. He resides hidden away, though by now he has no desire to continue living. He is also the one to have the map to the gang's hideaway, and is the one to give it to Kaito.

Kirumi: The secret former queen of the Tojo kingdom, who ran away after being forced into a loveless marriage. She now works as one of Kaede's best maids, and offers advice. She also tries to track down where Kaede could be held unbeknownst to Shuichi, and is the one to save the four.

Kiibo: A walking build of gears with a touch of magic, he was formerly Miu's first attempt at a walking person. Then, the very next day, almost by magic, he acquired a personality of his own, the ability to speak, and was basically a human- well, sure, he was still made of wood, iron, and gears, but that doesn't change anything, right? He resides in a village with his inventor, who is Miu, as mentioned before. He wishes to one day be able to leave the village and go on his own journey, but for now, he lives peacefully, trying to be seen as just the same as any other normal human.

Miu: An inventor and an idol in her village. She is the reason her village may be the most technologically advanced in the kingdom. She makes plenty of money off of her inventions. Of course, if people were to actually meet her, they would find that she really doesn't act like the inventor people think she is. She lives in her 'lab' in the center of her village, with her companion Kiibo. Has a deep running rivalry with Kokichi, and was actually the one who paid Maki to track him down and kill him.

Gonta: Half human, half beast, all around gentleman. He was abandoned in a forest and was raised by animals and monsters. He has since moved into a village that was much more welcome to him. He wishes to one day become a knight, in order to prove his gentlemenness.

Tsumugi: A very plain and simple tailor whose clothes are much more appealing to look at then herself. Or, at least, that is what people think she is. In reality, she is the leader of the gang who kidnapped Kaede, and wishes for nothing but wealth. She uses her clothing shop as a cover and extra way to make gold, and at the end she kidnaps the four, only to be foiled.

Other Characters:

Makoto: A friendly baker who happens to get sucked into adventures from time to time. Has a curse/gift of both bad luck and good luck. Also married to Kyoko(and maybe Prince Togami).

Kyoko: A very well respected investigator who is rumored to be able to take any case. An enemy of thieving gangs. Married to Makoto(and maybe Prince Togami).

Byakuya: A snobby prince who is due to take his kingdom's throne. However, he refuses to get married until he is crowned(there is a rumor that he is engaged in a poly relationship with the investigator Kyoko and her husband. neither of them have confirmed nor denied this).

Toko/Genocider Syo: A half demon writer who's demon side is a serial killer by the name of Genocider Syo. Use to serve Byakuya and had an intense infatuation for him, before meeting Komaru and going on an adventure with her(more explained in Komaru's section), and eventually falling in love with her, eventually quitting her old job to become a writer.

Aoi: A friendly mermaid with an intense craving for human treats. Is dating Sakura.

Sakura: The head knight of a certain kingdom. Very just. Is dating Aoi.

Celeste: A vampire who gambles for money and blood. Has her own mansion of vampire butlers.

Kiyotaka: A traveling ranger whose duty is to right all the wrongs of this world. May or may not possess some sort of supernatural powers. Also may or may not be in a romantic relationship with Mondo.

Mondo: A feared bandit(who is also a werewolf)who is the leader of his own gang, with black horses being their symbol(and also their form of transportation). Use to challenge Kiyotaka often and considered him a rival, but now their quite close "bros"(who may or may not have romantic feelings for each other).

Chihiro: A shy potionbrewer. They sell things such as the healing potions they make, though their quick to give for free to people who need it. However, isn't gullible. Surprisingly on good terms with Mondo and Kiyotaka, being that they once rescued Mondo and nursed him back to health.

Hagakure: A(very limited)psychic who has probably sold his soul to a demon for money. Is in way too much debt with too many bandit gangs. His friends wonder how he's still alive. Either way, he travels around telling fortunes to make money.

Leon: An archer who wishes to be anything but an archer. He has a wish of becoming a bard, as far as that wish may be. Has been rescued from siren attacks too many times to count.

Sayaka: A siren who doesn't have the same mentality as the other sirens, and doesn't actually believe in or pray to the sea god. However, she still has a mavolvent side, and enjoys luring men to their doom. But it is possible to befriend her. She and Makoto have known each other since childhood and are very close friends.

Hifumi: A traveling scribe with an interest in drawings of fictional woman. Has been rumored to be an assistant of Celeste.

Junko: The head queen of the chaotic level demons. Wishes for nothing but to break despair to everyone. Grew up with Mukuro as sisters, but isn't actually related to her by blood.

Mukuro: A shapeshifter who takes many forms. Has been a knight in many armies and is very skilled with weapons. She and Junko were both abandoned orphans who ended growing up with each other as sisters. Is also Junko's 'eyes upstairs'. Has managed to grow attached to Makoto after observing him, and often ends up rescuing him without his knowledge.

Hajime: A demon hunter who is half demon himself(his half demon side being nicknamed Izuru Kamukura, and being a skillful level of demon). Only kills demons who he considers actual threats. Surprisingly drinking barmates with Fuyuhiko and Kazuchi. Is currently reluctantly allowing Nagito to stay with him(may or may not actually have romantic feelings for him). Use to be in love with Chiaki, until she peacefully rejected him.

Nagito: A demon who many believe to be in the chaotic level, but is actually just a lowly luck demon(a very severe luck demon to be exact). Brings despair wherever he goes, though he yearns for nothing but the hope to bring him to the end. Grew very quickly attached to Hajime after observing him for a few days after he spared him, and believes that he will be the hope that will eventually kill him- but as annoying as he may be, Hajime doesn't wish to kill him off. Very self-degrading.

Chiaki: A very sleepy and peaceful witch, who people come to for advice. She enjoys controlling stick figures in video game styles. Close childhood friend of Hajime.

Kazuchi: An inventor who dreams of one day being accepted as the private inventor to Princess Sonia, his everlasting crush. His inventions are amazing, but underlooked. He sold his soul to a demon once in order to make his brown hair pink and to have his sight back so he didn't have to wear glasses. Lucky for him, Hajime then slayed that demon, and now he considers the both of them soulfriends(hajime has his regrets). He spends more time with Gundham, who he battles for Sonia's affections, rather then trying to chill with Sonia herself(though to be fair she doesnt let him get that close).

Gundham: A demon who can bend the will of animals to his own use, aided by his destructive Four Dark Devas of Destruction. His name is feared across the land, and he wishes for nothing but to instill fear into the hearts of many. Until he met Princess Sonia, who he spends an awful lot of time with and seems to have a soft spot for her. He can be found making his plans to destroy villages, hanging out with Sonia, or arguing with Kazuchi.

Sonia: A princess who is invested in learning about demons and summonings. Often travels around in order to observe such things, and a ritual was actually where she met Gundham, who she became close friends with.

Fuyuhiko: The leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the continent. Lost his eye in a barfight. Though he's usually a mean and rough guy, he has a soft spot for his 'allies'(mainly Kazuchi and Hajime)and his personal bodyguard, Peko. He thinks of Peko as more than a tool, and wants her to see that.

Peko: Once upon a time, a group of humans with super senses made an arrangement with the gang that Fuyuhiko now runs. The gang would help them out and leave them alone while supplying them with some money every month, and they would give to them one of their own young to each of the current gang leader's children. Peko was given to Fuyuhiko when she was just a baby. The two grew up alongside each other, but never as equals. She was trained to be nothing but a weapon. A protector. Because of this, she has grown awfully monotone. But, she has a soft spot for fluffy animals, though they do not have a soft spot for her.

Mikan: A fallen angel who fell when she met Junko, the so called leader of the powerful side of demons, and became infatuated by her. Now serves alongside Junko, in a not very healthy relationship. Hopefully she'll break free one day...

Ibuki: A half beast who can transform from a colorful gem dragon to a more humanlike form. She's very rambunctious and causes disaster without meaning to. Loud and vocal.

Twogami: A double agent shapeshifter who goes by many identities, so many in fact that they don't even actually know who they themselves are. However, they have a strong sense of leadership and is a surprisingly nice guy. Actually takes Byakuya's role for amount of times so the original Byakuya can sneak out and meet with Makoto and Kyoko.

Mahiru: An explorer who likes to take pictures of every place she sees. Also is known to help people out whenever she passes through a village. Met Hiyoko when the short girl defended her from a bar creep. Has a friend from home that she occasionally travels with by the name of Sato.

Hiyoko: A dancer who travels a lot, going from bar to bar. She doesn't really like it, considering how many 'creeps' are there, but it makes money for her and her dad, who she cares about a lot. Defended Mahiru from a creep and grew attached to her, and insists that she come visit her whenever she happens through a town that Hiyoko is performing in. May have some feelings for her, but whether their one-sided or not is still to be seen.

Akane: A harpy who is almost always hungry, and can usually be found hunting for meat. A little dimwitted and has a sense of recklessness. Close allies with Nekomaru.

Nekomaru: A half beast who can turn into a stone beast. Is very good at pumping people up, and is also very loud. Close allies with Akane.

Teruteru: A chef who runs a popular restaurant with his mother. A little perverted and almost definitely has summoned a Succubus for a one night stand before.

#pineapple writes #danganronpa #danganronpa au #dr1 #drthh #drv3 #sdr2

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jishyucks · 5 years

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9:30pm | Han Jisung

genre: fluff, some light angst, bulleted scenario

wc: 4.5k

summary: The absence of Jisung causes Y/N to realize feelings she didn’t know were there

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it was probably the fifth time today that you felt something hit your shoulder

you look over to find a small crumpled up piece of paper sitting with others on the floor before you lifted your head to see Han Jisung preparing another bunch

“explain to me why you’re doing this” You tried to keep quiet as the teacher was up at the front reading a novel out loud, the rest of the students following along

he didn’t reply. instead he looked back at you with narrowed eyes and a small mischievous grin spread across his face

you watch as his wrist bent back, about to throw the ball

“Don’t you fucking dare Han Jisung,,,” you cussed, making sure your face was hidden behind it the book in your hands

he mockingly held a finger up to his lips and flicked the paper ball at your hand, a quiet snicker leaving his mouth through his proud smile

you gritted your teeth, clearly annoyed. this morning hadn’t necessarily been the best for you due to a car mishap and jisung was literally pushing it at this point

(usually you could tolerate Jisung and his annoying ass)

now that you had thought about it, you literally had no idea why he’d started doing this shit to you

he’d do it in the halls, in classes you had with him, and on the occasions when seungmin gave you rides

seungmin was a good friend of both of you but the reason why you hadn’t made a friendship with jisung was because seungmin wasn’t annoying and he was

it was actually too bad since you would’ve honestly liked him as a friend but he was literally too annoying to actually properly talk to

jisung had only started these antics back in sophomore year and you had to live through the annoying ass interactions for two years

so now it’s senior year and you were almost – ALMOST – at your breaking point right now and jisung really wasn’t making it any better

the bell cut off your thoughts and on impulse you gathered your things, stuffed them into your bag and yeeted out of the English classroom, deciding that jisung didn’t need the attention as you walked straight to the lunch room

seungmin was already seated at the table with hyunjin and felix

you grinned, sighing out in relief that you finally had other people to talk to and distract you from jisung who would probably be there, too, at any given moment

“im so glad it’s lunch,” you huffed. you plopped into the seat in front of seungmin and swung out the lunch that you’d prepared that morning

“lemme guess” seungmin drummed his fingers against the cafeteria table, “jisung’s been ‘annoying’ you again?”

you nodded, “why put quotations for annoying?”

seungmin shrugged, “maybe because he’s not really trying to annoy you?”

“what do you mea-“

“yay you’re all here!”

you feel him take the only empty spot beside you but you choose not to look up and acknowledge him actually sitting there

you were straight up done with his shit

“guess what y/n” he started

you don’t reply verbally but you decided to just look at him to make sure he knew you were listening

he held up a whole ziploc bag of mini paper balls and the sight caused you to groan out an ugly sound

“I told you to quit it jisung,,, if you don’t I’m actually up for swinging at you,” you mumbled, chewing your food almost immediately after

“you can’t reach my head anyways,” he retorted with a snort

seungmin, hyunjin, and felix held in laughs

you hear the bag open as it rustled softly

you keep your head forward and listened to whatever seungmin was saying while you chowed down the lunch that you’ve been waiting to eat all day

That’s when you felt that kid throw a ball of paper

sure, it was just a piece of dead tree crumpled up into a sphere shape. It’s not like it hurt or anything but the CONSTANT throwing jisung had been doing since the morning was getting on your nerves and you were not here for it

“can you not” you say just above a whisper though it was loud enough for only jisung to hear it. you wanted to keep your calm and not get the car mishap in the way of your feelings too but adding jisung and that together = an angry and annoyed you

apparently he chose to continue throwing the little pieces of shits at you and you were sitting there basically dumbfounded at him

he’s a grown ass teen and he chooses to act like a 5th grader?

you were || <- THIS fucking close to losing it. If he throws one mo-

a small baby sounding thump had come from the last ball jisung had thrown

you turn your head towards him and found him bending down to recollect the balls hes used as can reuse

“jisung for the last fucking time stop”

the mood that you tried to keep stable basically broke as the pit of your stomach began to boil

“you’re lucky because I need to pick these up before I start again” he tittered

“jisung im being serious right now,” you breathed in deeply trying to keep you calm but that didn’t work at all as he pulled himself back up and tossed one at your forehead

“tht was a mistake,” felix mumbled. The three watched as this went down

“jisung? Don’t you understand that im straight up annoyed with you? Sometimes I don’t even want to sit here because of you! I don’t understand why you’ve been doing this to me and only me the past few years like I’m some sort of joke or target or game that you decided to play. The smile on your face proves that you enjoy it. Can’t you see that I don’t enjoy it? That’s basically bullying.”

you were shook at yourself but jisung had just ignited a fire inside of you and you couldn’t help but say everything that you’ve been holding in this whole time

jisung was still sat facing you and the smile he had on his face had faded

you, for some reason, felt bad at the fact that you pulled his smile right off of his face but there was no way you were turning soft right now

jisung’s head hung low by his neck and he was fiddling with the bag of paper balls in his hand

“I-I didn’t know you felt that way,,, truly. You never said anything like how it was bothering you to that point,,, I-I really thought you found it funny, too, and it was some kinda funny thing between us,” he stated quietly

the table fell silent and there was a brief pause that wasn’t awkward nor comfortable

you felt your heart beating fast and you felt the sensation of guilt in your stomach and chest

“im gonna go... im sorry y/n” he finally said. He gathered his lunch stuff and threw them into his bag softly

none of you guys said a word, tho you really wanted to apologize for lashing out

curse that car mishap. now you accidentally hurt the boy’s feelings

“shit” was what you just said

“shit indeed” seungmin tried to lighten the mood with a small chuckle but that really didn’t help

“I feel like shit even if he’s been the same way the past 2 years,” you say guiltily

“Except he didn’t know he was being shit and you knew you were being shit,” hyunjin pointed out

“not helping” you looked at him with a sad expression

“just apologize”

,,,,

you slumped in the passenger seat of seungmin’s car, the events of lunch still playing in your head

seungmin started the vehicle and began to pull out of the parking spot

“wait isn’t jisung getting a ride with you?”

“nope, he said he’s gonna take the bus instead”

you felt the guilt build up even higher and you frowned at the information

“I think I see him at the stop, cmon, pick him up,” you insisted

“I already insisted on driving him but he told me he needs space,” seungmin reasoned, “and I need to tell you something that I promised someone I wouldn’t tell but I think this is the perfect moment—

he looked over to see you following jisung with your head as you drove past

— to tell you about it”

“is this going to make feel even more guilty than I already am bc I genuinely care about jisung’s feelings right now”

“I think so?” Seungmin’s head tilted a bit like a smol baby puppy

“you think so? why not a definite answer?” Now you were curious as to whatever this was

“because I’d be shook if I were you...”

“okay now I really want to know...”

seungmin looked at you and smirked before facing forward as the stop light changed to green

“i honestly don’t know how you’ll react to this. You hate jisung”

“this is about jisung?”

seungmin nodded

“I-I dont hate jisung... I just think it’s annoying like all the stuff he does. If he stops that shit I honestly think we’d be good friends” you shrug

you hadn’t said this out loud before and it made you feel weird but it was the truth

“hmm interesting” seungmin snickered

“k now tell me~~” you whined

“I’ll tell you when we get to your house so I can drive the fuk away once I tell you,” seungmin stated as if he strategically planned out some sort of battle plan

“why would you need to drive away? shit it’s bad isn’t it?”

seungmin just shrugged and chose to stay silent

you huffed and turned your body towards the door

why would seungmin feel the need to exit a conversation if it wasn’t bad?

the moment you’ve been waiting for had come and seungmin slowly pulled up into your driveway

you cut to the chase and told him to spit it out or “I’ll fight you”

“First of all I was going to and second, you can’t even”

seungmin turned the music down and awkwardly maneuvered his body so he was sitting with his body partly facing yours

you raise your brows, a questioning look appearing clearly on your face

“remember at lunch when I told you how jisung’s not really trying to annoy you?”

you let out a hum as a response and gestured for him to proceed

“he’s not trying to annoy you,,, well in a way he is but that’s not his main motive. His main goal is to catch your attention and I guess he did a horrible job”

“why would he want my attention?” your mind was literally blank and confused

“damn you’re slow” seungmin tsked and shook his head disappointment

“he likes you, y/n. you weren’t supposed to hear that from me but I figured it’ll help fix this whole situation.”

you were sorta stunned at this point and you didnt know how to respond to the indirect confession

why would this help the situation when Jisung would be back tomorrow anyways

and your heart somewhat stopped? like dead nothing but you didn’t know what that meant.

guilt? feelings? of what? HA you didn’t know so you just ignored it

you nodded and smiled weakly before getting out of the car, a tiny thank you merely leaving your mouth

you hear seungmin leave as you entered your door, nothing but questions circling your mind

,,,,,

“screw you” you say through your phone

your eyelids were partly covering your eyes and the moisture in your throat was absent

“you call me at 3 in the morning just to say screw you?” seungmin replied groggily

“you drilled jisung’s feelings into my head and I can’t stop thinking about it–“

“and?”

“and? dude it was already bad in the first place that I made him walk out like that but now that I know he has a crush on me? that makes me feel even worse.”

“I thought you were annoyed with him?” seungmin whispered

“I-I am but,,, ughshjdj”

“goodnight y/n”

you didn’t even get to say anything as seungmin hung up

,,,,

you woke up with bags under your eyes rip

the first thing you told yourself was to apologize to jisung and maybe...

your mom knocked on your to make sure that you were awake bc seungmin would be picking you up in a bit

you really hoped he’d have jisung there since it would be easier to apologize that way instead of tracking him down

you were wrong tho as you found seungmin alone in his car

“you’re not driving jisung?” was the first thing you said

“good morning to you too..”

you hummed and plopped into the passenger’s seat, buckling your seatbelt shortly after

“he refused... didn’t think he’d still be affected from yesterday. thts not the jisung I know. he would be back to his usual self even after something like that,” seungmin uttered, “guess you really hurt his lil heart”

you sensed the teasing tone in seungmin’s voice as he backed out of the driveway

“shut up I feel guilty and you know it,,,”

seungmin let out a small laugh and shook his head at you

at school you decided to spend it normally but also you were looking for jisung in order to apologize

the few times you actually saw him, he was at the end of the hall and when you called out for him he hurriedly skrrted a different way and then he was gone as if he disappeared into thin air

usually he’d come up to you and mess up your hair while you guys were walking opposite directions

in the class you had with him, he sat near the front instead at the back beside you and

jisung didn’t show up at lunch and the way you were constantly looking at the door made it obvious to the others you were looking for him

“he isn’t riding with us again, isn’t he” you guessed. you could see jisung’s head of blonde hair among other people at the bus stop and you didn’t know why but you felt sorta sad that he was actually keeping it up

seungmin was right, this wasn’t jisung and at this point you didn’t feel just guilt but you sorta missed him too

it’s only been a day but tbh you were growing so used to the daily dose of jisung just being loud and being there the past few years that his absence was so obvious and you didn’t like it

“you know what I noticed today?” seungmin asked

“what,” your answer was monotone, your attention on the screen of your phone

“you seemed to miss jisung,,, if not miss then like,,, you just didn’t like him not being there,” you could hear the growing smile in seungmin’s voice

you mentally cursed, yeah you had the thoughts of not liking him not being there but you didn’t need the confirmation that seungmin provided

“what’s that supposed to mean?” The drive was quick and seungmin was already at your house

“you can figure that out, you’re a big girl now” he winked and then playfully pushed you out the car

“seungmin I swear you always do this and it never ends up well for me” you retorted with a grunt in your voice

“bye y/n” seungmin yelled before you threw the door closed

it’s been almost a week since the incident and jisung was surprisingly still keeping it up

which honestly was weird as hell since he was one clingy mf

it wasn’t like you didn’t want to apologize for your words but you literally couldn’t

jisung was so out of reach and every chance that you got, he dodged that shit

you didn’t mentally or physically know it but you were actually starting to long for him now and you just straight up missed him

you DIDNT know this though, not until you texted seungmin

the digital clock that sat on your bedside table displayed 9:19 pm and you just finished the assignment that was given to you that day

your mind was now moving towards the situation you were seemingly stranded in right now

could I possibly like jisung?

Wait no that’s gross I just miss him, as friend. That’s different

you groaned out loud and grabbed your phone, sending seungmin a text

[9:22] y/n: yo I have a question

[9:22] minnie: sure what is it

[9:23] y/n: what did you mean the other day

[9:23] y/n: when you said that shit about me missing him

[9:23] y/n: and don’t lie to me seungmin you know you were trying to hint something

[9:26] minnie: dude you know

[9:26] minnie: I know you know it

[9:27] minnie: its pretty obvious

you heart was constantly skipping beats because it honestly couldn’t be

you really hoped it was true and that you weren’t just feeling this because you felt bad for jisung

[9:28] y/n: yea but I need someone to say it

[9:28] y/n: i don’t trust myself

you huffed and put the front of your phone face down onto your bed

maybe I do? it wouldn’t be bad if I did right?

you phone buzzed which caught you off guard

why were you making a big deal out of this? It’s just feelings oh my gad

[9:30] minnie: you like him

shit-oh-my-gad

that was it

you pressed your lips into a thin line and felt the pit of your stomach bubble

[9:31] y/n: thanks

[9:31] y/n: this isnt just guilt talking right?

[9:32] minnie: from my perspective?

[9:32] y/n: that’s better than my perspective, you basically know me better than I know myself

[9:33] minnie: okay

[9:34] minnie: I think that jisung grew on you at some point

[9:34] minnie: when this first started, you were actually fuming and shit

[9:34] minnie: like it was actually really scary

[9:34] minnie: then you softened up after a while and you just tried to keep that image so it wouldn’t show tht u did

[9:35] minnie: at first I thought I was just overthinking but once I noticed you looking every 3 secs at the door for jisung or you actually asked bout him being there or sum, that said it all

[9:35] minnie: so no I don’t think it’s guilt talking, don’t feel bad

[9:35] minnie: you just didn’t notice bc you’re really stupid

you felt relieved at seungmin’s words

maybe he was right, maybe you did grow soft but you simply hadn’t noticed

[9:36] y/n: thanks minnie, now I just fucked more by telling him off the other day

[9:36] y/n: also don’t call me stupid

[9:37] minnie: talk to him, it’s obvious that he’s forcing himself at this point

[9:37] minnie: we’re basically his only friends. You really think he could spend this whole time alone at school

[9:37] minnie: he still talks to me tho, just talk to him

[9:38] y/n: I will

your plan was that if jisung managed to avoid you during the day, you’d talk to him after school

you contemplated whether you should just apologize or apologize and tell him how you felt

the latter seemed like so much and you didn’t even know if he liked you still after the incident

seungmin smiled down at you when you quietly sat in the passenger’s

“good morning” he greeted. he backed out of the driveway and started on his way

“morning” you replied with a monotone voice, thoughts all on what you were going to say to jisung

“gonna talk to jisung?”

“yeah...” you unconsciously began to fiddle with the zipper of your bag, “do you know if he still,, likes me? Idk whether I should say I like him too or just apologize.”

seungmin let out an airy laugh that made you want to smack him but you restrained yourself

“last time I talked to him I think he did,” seungmin kept his eyes on the road

“when was that?” you felt like deflating like a balloon

“last night”

you almost jumped out of the car window at that answer. you were ecstatic yet at the same time scared

“liar” you let out

“I swear, you can check my texts if you want, unless you don’t wanna see him sulking over you hurting him”

yikers

so the decision was made. apologize, explain, then confess and explain that too

,,,,

morning was eventless. jisung was sat at the front near the door again

you sorta figured it was to get out just as the bell rings

there was no way you would be given the chance to talk to him so that sucked ass

lunch, he was gone again obviously

Maybe after school was best? It was easier that way.

“I can force him to get a ride with me or something,,,” seungmin suggested

he saw the look on your face the one he’s been seeing this whole week

you agreed even though you knew it wouldn’t work, it was better than nothing, and you never know

“I’ll say you’re riding with me.” seungmin seemed to have it all planned but you knew jisung was too smart for this

you nodded and smiled weakly, “it’ll be a good try but i dont think it’ll work”

“We’ll see. You never know.”

It just so happened that once you got to seungmin’s car after school, there was no jisung in sight

you shifted your view to the bus stop where you’d normally see the boy as well, but he was not there either

“he said he’d be in the spare room down the fine arts hall,” seungmin stated. He could read you like a book.

Your face screamed confusion

“do you think i should go there?” you shook your head and opened the car door, “you know what? This can wait tomorrow…”

“just go, y/n. In a way he’s asking for it, he’s alone in a quiet room, that’s perfect for an apology and a confession. This could be your only chance in a while,” seungmin played with the car keys in his hands and then gave you a rather tempting look over the car

You stood there and contemplated

maybe you weren’t ready and you should wait a day or two to get things sorted

but at the same time you really wanted to just get things fixed with jisung

you glanced over at seungmin and found him staring back at you with raised brows and straight and serious face

“do it”

again it took you a moment to decide but seungmin was right, this chance was a good chance

“okay but you better wait here so i could get a ride home.”

“no problem with me, ill just sit here listening to some jams.”

you let out a tiny wheeze and threw your bag onto the floor of his car before making your way back in

you hated going back in since you were walking against people walking out. you were just glad that it was at the end of the day and that meant the school was emptying

you mindlessly made your way to the spare room and then stood at the door to peek through the window

at first you thought that jisung wasnt in there but as you brought your face closer to the window, you see jisung sitting against the wall

he had his knees propped up as a ‘stand’ for a notebook he had opened and he had a pencil in one hand

his headphones were half off but you could clearly see the tiny grin that appeared on his face and the way he subtly bopped his head

that’s wholesome

you huffed out a huge breath and knocked on the door. when you see jisung look up, you turn the doorknob and push it open to enter

“y-y/n?” he stammered while he abruptly stood up, carelessly dropping the things that were in his hands a second ago

“can i talk to you?” you inched closer before you stopped about a metre away from him, giving his space

he sunk his hands into the sleeves of his sweater and kept his head low, trying to avoid eye contact

“yeah”

You squeezed your eyes really quick before looking back at his tiny looking figure, though he was taller than you by a bit

“I really really want to apologize for the other day… I was really mad about a car situation that morning and my tolerance level was really low and I-- I’m sorry I took it out on you and said those words. I really didn’t mean any of that,” that went better than expected... now for the confession

Jisung brought himself to look up and look at you, making your heart beat faster by the minute

he opened his mouth to say something but you hadn’t noticed since it was your turn to avoid eye contact

you kept going with the plan, “i didn’t want to admit, especially to you, but i actually missed you during these past almost two weeks? seungmin mentioned something that made me feel weird-”

jisung finally stopped you, “I accept your apology, i shouldve stopped when you asked, i was stupid for not listening.”

his brain finally processed the second thing you added which made him jump

did seungmin tell him he liked you or? If he did, he knew damn well he was meeting seungmin on some rooftop

and you missed him? The fuck was happening?

“W-what?” jisung stuttered.

“Jisung,,,” he watched you take a deep breath and said, “ i don’t know how to explain this-- but i didn’t like you not being there? If that makes any sense. It’s not the same as if hyunjin or felix or even seungmin was gone,,, I literally waited for you to come in and sit with us and I felt a slight change in mood when i realized you weren’t riding home with me and seungmin,,,”

“what do you mean, y/n?”

jisung was just as slow as you damn

“It means that I like you, jisung, and i hate myself for not realizing until i hurt you and after all the shit that happened… i’d understand if you don’t like me back anymore,,, this was a reach.”

So seungmin did tell her, he thought

“You like me?” jisung was almost glowing and his gummy smile soon began to appear but he resisted

You nodded sheepishly

“Well,,,” jisung crossed his arms and brought his chin high, “i don’t like you back”

You were shook and a look of worry was slapped onto your face

“I’m joking,” he broke out into a smile, “i really like you back”

“I hate you!” you say, slapping his arm, “i really thought i looked fucking stupid doing that”

On the inside, you were jumping for joy, this was the jisung you knew, annoying and loud, but it was your fault for falling for the boy

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