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xoteajays · 9 months

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Exactly. Regardless of what the antagonist thinks, they would've said and done whatever they wanted to get what want. They're always like that. Despite the fact that most of the Sannoh boys do not even have proper education - besides Noboru, the original trio are still the smart ones of the group. Yet another reason why I love these boys. Unlike all the other guys in Sannoh who're completely stupid about everything.

I know, I know.. The reason why that happened was to introduce a lot of the other gangs like Rascals and Rude, because of Dan's actions of the story. And because Chiharu, Oya was also introduced in the story too. Only because Sannoh and Daruma already had their history from before these events took place. But, yeah... I was cheering on Rascals when they cornered him in the parking lot, beating him with asps and Koo almost broke his legs beating him. I wish Koo broke Dan's legs.

Go fuck yourself, or fuck everybody else. Whichever you decide to do. Literally.

I can see Kizzy spilling secrets about the Rascals, especially about for Rocky. Kizzy's his wingman. Wingwoman? Either way. When she does try talking up Rocky's crush to her, she does have to be so convincing enough in a truthful way. Just so Rocky and girlfriend get together.

And to also prove the Strawberry Girls wrong. That the Rocky they do think he is, is not the Rocky she has known him to be. Not even close.

"Like telling all the Rascals that Rocky’s a lightweight." Only for any of the Rascals who didn't already know about Rocky being a lightweight anyway. I wonder ho Rocky would react to him finding out Kizzy's the one telling his secrets to everyone else though. It's a funny thought.

Rocky went broke in just a few hours. That was his fault for giving his credit cards to Kizzy. It's always a horrible idea for everyone involved.

Kohaku is tall. Akira's 6'0 (184 cm). He's another one of the more taller characters in the series. I know those four characters are the tallest.

That's fine. Most the time I'm even never sure what people mean to say, especially on sites where you're communicating through screens like this. But if it makes you feel any better.. I don't know what J, SRS, or any of that even means. I don't really use internet slang whenever I message people, I write the full words, so I'm completely clueless any time that happens. I'm probably the only person who does that too.

I might have trivia about my characters if you're interested..

But these little trivial facts about my characters are minor facts about them, no major facts yet. And you already know some of these facts.

I'm still figuring out my characters though.

Blue:

Her signature color is blue.

Comes from a big family. She's the middle child of five children. And she is close to her siblings, especially towards her sisters.

Despite not being fashionable, she knows her way with fashion from sewing premade clothes to creating designs for her own clothing line.

Out of the color coded characters, she is the tomboy who wears a lot of casual clothes. Like jeans, shirts, hoodies, jerseys, boots, sneakers. You'll rarely ever see her wearing any dresses or skirts.

Since Orange and her were born in the same year, they're like sisters to each other since they grew up together.

Is somehow associated with the Oya and Sannoh gangs.

May have some connections with Murayama, Seki and Furuya; might also have connections to Cobra, Yamato, Noboru and Naomi (also the Mugen gang) through Orange.

Her and Orange over indulges in food and drinks. One of her favorite foods is definitely burgers, and also pizza is another favorite food too.

Some of her hobbies include music, fashion, television. She considers her hobby as Netflix since she enjoys watching shows and movies.

Since her color is blue, I associate her fragrances being fruity or floral - or fruity and floral blend - if you were ever curious about her scents. Think of blue fruits and flowers.

Orange:

Her signature color is orange.

The reason why I chose her to be born in November, autumn month, is because the colors I associate her with are autumn colors.

Out of the color coded characters, she is the baby of the group which makes her my youngest character for this fandom.

And because she's my youngest character, she has the most youthful personality. She has the most childish and childlike personality.

Since Blue and her were born in the same year, they're like sisters to each other since they grew up together.

Out of the color coded characters, she is the shortest.

Is associated with the Sannoh gang.

May even be childhood friends of Cobra, Yamato, Noboru and Naomi.

Might be Cobra's love interest.

Her and Blue over indulges in food and drinks. And one of her favorite foods is pizza. Like Cobra (and Rocky), she has a sweet tooth so you'll see her eating a lot of sweet food. Candies, cakes, brownies, pudding and ice cream.

Some of her hobbies include singing and dancing, music, and movies (especially horror movies).

Since her color is orange, I associate her fragrances being citrusy and woodsy, maybe occasionally floral if you were ever curious about her scents. Think of orange fruits and flowers.

Red:

Her signature color is red.

She might have a sibling but that is still undecided at the moment.

Out of the color coded characters, she is the oldest.

Might be associated with Daruma Ikka gang.

Might have a connection with Hyuga.

Some of her hobbies include music, fashion, television. Her favorite movies are horror movies, Chucky is one of her favorite franchises.

Since her color is red, I associated her fragrances as fruity and floral if you were curious about her scents. Think of red fruits and flowers.

Yes. Koo needs a vacation. So does Rocky, but we'll talk about him at another time. At least let him man have a hot bath after a long day, he needs some self care for himself so he doesn't breakdown mentally. If not a bath, maybe spa days. Or something. Maybe a cabin the woods away from people. Koo is the most stressed tolerating people like any person working retail with stupid customers. Especially in the video... The video of the guy from Doubt harassing Koo about how unsafe his life is after his confrontation with Dan, even though he's a trafficker. Actually, I'm curious. How long as Koo worked in Rascals? Because I'd know he started after Kizzy and Kaito went to America, but maybe he started working there around the time the Golden Bomber boys did? I don't know. But Koo did start sometime after Kizzy and Kaito though. So who knows long that was then. But definitely a long time for Koo.

Exactly. Everyone Kuryu wants people dead, they'd just hit them with a car every time. That loses it's meaning to me. They need to be more original with killing people. The only main characters who actually did die was Tatsuya and Smoky too, but Smoky died from chronic illness.

Rocky's like a genie in a bottle. Instead of rubbing a lamp, just saying a stupid misogynistic phrase like that would make Rocky appear from out of nowhere. Canes you to death, tells you to respect women, then leaves. That would be an interesting thing to witness if you ever did.

If Rocky still hates the Golden Bomber boys after everything. Rocky's girlfriend is definitely persuasive enough to change his mind about all the boys. They might even get their jobs back. They were willing to be risking their lives, asking for help from other gangs, to help them. So.. Rocky has to change is mind after that. If not, his girlfriend won't be a happy lady at all. Y'know.. "Happy wife, happy life." So there's that too.

Have you actually listened to Golden Bombers music? Very eccentric. If I'm being honest.. This is just my personal opinion if you'd have ever seen the Golden Bomber boys without makeup, the real man who did play Shimura in H&L is actually very attractive but with a bizarre style though. Some of those boys, some are more attractive than others if you've ever seen them without makeup. But this is just my opinion. And I hate to be that person, because I would also get annoyed when people comment on women's appearance with and without makeup. So I'm being slightly hypocritical about this. I try not to be though.

I can see the Daruma boys having a higher tolerance for alcohol since they're the party boys. Parties, festivals. There's always a lot of drinks at these events. So Hyuga, Kato, Sakyo and Ukyo won't surprise me... But the Daruma babies need to control themselves when they drink, I have to say they're really still amateurs with alcohol at the moment.

Actually! If any of the older teenagers and adults in Rude drink any bit of alcohol, I could see them drinking alcohol to warm themselves up - like in the colder seasons. But not to get drunk. And, whenever they'd have alcohol, they'll use alcohol for injures instead of actually drinking it. Because you do see a few scenes where that happens with Rude.

Cobra and Rocky drinking together could be a good or bad thing, but, y'know.. That depends on their moods. Sometimes I can also imagine them laughing, crying, arguing, playing, all of the above. Like how the snake boy is with his Sannoh and Mugen friends. I don't know why.

"cobra and rocky drinking together are borderline belligerent and they’re loud and slurring and fighting just a lil bit. at the end of the night koo, yamato and noboru have to go collect their respective idiot." Is that before or after Kizzy takes pictures and records videos of them acting like this for blackmail reasons. Because this is Kizzy, and I can imagine Kizzy doing this for her own reasons she may have.

I can't remember.. My brain is blank. What is Hyuga smoking again?

I have a thought. A serious thought about White Rascals. You know all male Rascals won't harm women, Kizzy might only harm women if it's a situation that requires it (like self defense during fights or if they did make an attempt to steal Kaito away from her). Anyway.. What do you do think would happen if a female coworker, friend, or lover - like with Rocky's girlfriend - was in abusive relationships with women. Like any women instead of men. Let's the her family is abusive like her mother, sister, aunt, cousin. Or the female coworkers or even female "friends" who use and abuse her in whatever way. How do you think Rocky and the Rascals would help her in that situation? Obviously Kizzy may just help in any way she can, she may even get physical if she needs when in a situation like this. But what about Rocky? The Rascals? I'm not so sure what they might do about the situation if women were abused in this way by other women. So that made me think of what will happen.

Oh! I found out something. So for the Bloodhounds show, obviously it is based on the webtoon comic series like other Korean series I enjoy. Anyway. So apparently... The main actress of the show ended up with a dui from drinking and driving, severe accidents, and everything else involved in the situation. They had to rewrite the script for the ending of the show, at least for the last three episodes. I didn't know that just happened last year. I'm curious about what the original ending was.

noboru is like. the smartest one obviously because he was the one that got good grades and was going to be a lawyer. cobra and yamato aren’t the smartest, but they have good street smarts. they can wrap their heads around issues and see the bigger picture. dtc are dumbasses.

yea, like thanks for introducing the rascals and rude and oya, but also Go Away Now, Dan And Chiharu. let koo break dan’s legs, it’s stress relief.

if it’s like a really big secret that the person is serious about nobody knowing, then kizzy won’t tell anyone (except kaito). but if it’s just something embarrassing or funny, then she’s telling people. she’s wingwomaning, she’s matchmaking. any of the rascal guys who like someone come to kizzy like ‘help me 🥺’. except for rocky, who did not ask for help, but kizzy is here anyway and she’s actually being helpful.

rocky just has the older brother reaction to finding out kizzy is spilling his secrets: exasperation and eye rolling and ‘stop it’. kizzy is doing some lil sister antics.

kizzy’s like ‘whoops!’ and then goes off to show kaito all the things she’s bought. koo’s beside rocky just ‘……i told you that was a bad idea’.

i think /j is ‘joking’ and /srs is ‘serious’ but /s is also sarcastic? it’s very confusing so i don’t really use it. i only use a bit of internet slang stuff, but not a lot. i just hope my intentions come through with what i’m typing.

ooh, i love the tomboy aesthetic for blue! my hobby is also netflix ahsjdkl. i’m very bad with fragrances, but it’s still interesting to know! i have no idea what my ocs smell like.

autumn girl! since orange likes sweets, has she and cobra ever run into each other while buying treats? like when cobra was buying a cupcake from the twintowers? is she a gore-horror fan or a psych-horror fan or both?

if red does have a sibling, are you thinking of making her be an older or younger sibling? and since red and orange like horror movies, does blue as well?

if you’re interested, here’s a few ryuko and hinami facts!

ryuko:

she had a rotation of tutors her entire life and never went to actual school.

since she didn’t get out much, she’d watch a lot of dramas and movies. probably watched a lot of horror stuff she shouldn’t have at a young age.

she knows her mother isn’t actually dead, but doesn’t care because that means her mother left her - and left her with her father, no less.

ryuko has a pretty girly fashion sense (she’s a princess~). a lot of dresses and cute jackets and long sleeves, she’s pale and sunburns easily. she mostly wears blue, white and black. also. lotta accessories.

she can’t handle spicy food. every thing on the milder side please. also her dad didn’t really let her eat desserts or sweet treats as a kid, so she absolutely gorges when she’s finally able to. murayama is happy to indulge her.

ryuko is the shorter between her and hinami, but only by about an inch.

i associate ryuko with plum blossoms because i read they symbolise perseverance and hope in japan.

hinami:

it was raining the day her parents abandoned her. takeshi was the one to find her after he and pi heard someone crying in the rain.

she collects glass marbles and ohajiki pieces. half because she thinks they’re pretty, half because she uses them in her slingshot.

hinami reads to the younger kids when she has the time. she’s very good with kids.

isn’t overly feminine, but she wears skirts just because it’s easier with her prosthetic. she wears bike shorts/tights with her skirts though. she wears a lotta olive green and layers like the rest of rude.

her and takeshi have a lot of secret spots in nameless that the others don’t know about.

for hinami, i associate irises, that symbolise elegance, happiness, and loyalty. (i also associate her with plants growing through concrete, but that’s purely vibes).

i’m just imagining if koo had been at the onsen place in dtc instead of the smg boys. he’d be so annoyed with dtc. do not bother him, it’s his vacation! he’s not sticking his nose in these people’s business! leave him be!

kuryu feels slighted or betrayed and they go pick out a car with tinted windows. just beep beep. time to run over a person! if they don’t die, they’ll at least be in a coma and out of commission!

i haven’t watched any of the golden bombers stuff yet, but i’ll probably end up checking out. they’re all decently attractive dudes, not necessarily my type. looking them up though, i just saw the guy that played enari had an affair recently. so that’s the second guy from h&l that i’ve found out had an affair (the other being bernie’s actor). hate that. especially since that sours enari for me and he was my fav of the original rascals quad.

the older darumas absolutely have excellent tolerances. the babys, not so much. kato says he’s not looking after them if they get too drunk but he’s lying. he’ll make sure they don’t drink too much and get home okay. he’s got older brother energy after having to look after hyuga when be was growing up.

i don’t remember those scenes tbh, but i do really need to go and rewatch h&l at some point. i was planning on jumping through episodes and movies for the rude boys stuff, just to get more of a feel for their voices since i’m writing this hinami/takeshi fic.

kizzy is taking pictures and recording videos and koo disapproves but i can imagine yamato or noboru being like ‘hey send me that, that’s funny’. yamato wants to show naomi and have a laugh.

i think i remember him smoking something from a pipe, but honestly, i just kinda blank out the scenes of anyone smoking because it’s a personal dislike of mine.

i think they’d definitely try and get her out of that situation as soon as possible. they obviously wouldn’t hurt the abusive woman - well, maybe kizzy would if the woman swung first - but they would probably try to intimidate her. i think it might rattle rocky a bit if he hadn’t considered that women could do something as vile as abuse in the same way men can. i think he’d make sure that everyone at club heaven was okay and that there weren’t any bully women there and let all of the girls know that he’s there to talk to if anybody is making them uncomfortable, male or female.

i don’t know if you’ve seen it, but i wonder how rocky would feel about the female bullies in the glory. since they were totally awful. i think he’d admire the main character’s strength and resolve though.

it’s always a shame when stuff like that happens. i wonder if they’ll release the original ending’s script or something, just to show how they intended for it to end. probably like the webcomic, but idk much about the comic and what changes they made for the show.

#tj answers #long post //#long post anon

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calamitys-child · 2 years

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Obviously first and foremost I am saying just don't give jkr money. Don't buy the books, don't buy the merch, don't buy the tickets, don't go to the shows, don't buy any licensed products, don't watch it on prime or netflix or anything. If it matters that much, buy a dvd/book from a charity shop or pre-owned. That, first and foremost, is the thing. Put your money where your mouth is about trans rights.

But also, try putting your mouth where your money is. Unless there's a disclaimer attached I genuinely assume every person who talks to me about that stuff is, at best, actively clueless about trans rights and at worst actively out to get me more so than the average transphobe. This means, absolute best case scenario, that talking to someone who is a fan of the media and doesn't engage with the creator is going to be an emotionally exhausting trans rights 101 and, at worst, could get me killed.

"The number of fanfics doesn't affect policies" except... Yes it does? Any measurable statistic showing that the media has such a wide reach does, directly, keep jkr a public figure and, as a public figure, gives her opinions enough weight that she gets to write fucking policy. Let it fade! Let it shiver and blur its way to obscurity! She has influence, and by continuing to engage with her work you are continuing to perpetuate this influence. If her work is trending on social media? Policy makers see that! They use those metrics to decide if she's worth listening to! By engaging with the content, you are saying yes she is.

Look, the bottom line is, if you're not a trans person in the UK you can't possibly understand what this is doing to life here. I can't visit my friends because hundreds of people are blocking the city centre holding signs and stickers saying "Stand with JKR" and just waiting to spot someone they think looks wrong. I stay home those days. I almost had to phone out of work because of it once because I didn't think I could find a safe route in. They're blocking access to sexual health and reproductive services. They're harassing people out of their jobs. There's no way for us to safely access support after being assaulted. It's not just transphobia, it's all sorts of bigotry, and they're doing it holding wizard-themed signs. Her status as an author of something so widely supported is directly giving credence to these people. Even if what you're posting is trans [wizard] headcanons, the metric tracked is [wizard]. You're still saying yes.

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queenxxxsupreme · 2 years

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Hey :D First of all, I want to say that I love your writing!! Second, could you please write a fluffy light hearted piece with Netflix!Eskel, Geralt, and Lambert trying to figure out how to properly care for Eskel's 100% human significant other while she is sick? Thank you so much

A/N: Hi babe! I hope you like this :)

Warnings: just fluffy, sick!reader, clueless wolves but that's how we love them

Word Count: 1.2k

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“What the fuck is that sound?” Lambert furrowed his brow as he entered the Great Hall.

“Y/N’s got a bad cough.” Coen nodded in your direction.

You sat at the end of the table closest to the fire, a cloak wrapped tightly around your shoulders in an effort to keep warm.

“Not the cough. The fucking high pitched whistling noise. I can hear it all the way in the kitchen."

“She’s wheezing too.” Geralt offered you a cup of hot tea.

“How the hell did you get sick? You were perfectly fine last night.” The red haired witcher took a seat across from Coen.

“There’s a-a draft in Eskel’s room.” Your teeth chattered as you spoke.

“A draft? Don’t tell me you sound this close to death just because of a little wind.”

“She’s human, Lambert.” Coen reminded him. “They’ve got weak immune systems.”

“How much-much longer do you think E-Eskel will be?” You looked to Geralt.

“Shouldn’t be much longer.” Geralt paused for a moment. A little grin came to the White Wolf’s face as he shook his head gently.

“What is-is it?”

“Can hear him cursing the gods up and down.” Coen chuckled.

“Where is the ugly bastard?” Lambert asked. You sent him a glare out of the corner of your eyes, which made him bark out a laugh. “You know, you aren’t so frightening when you sound like shit, Y/N.”

“The second-The second I’m better, I’m going-going to kick your a-ass.”

“He’s trying to fix the draft in his room.” Geralt answered Lambert’s question.

“Is he up there by himself? He’ll bring the whole fuckin’ keep down on our heads.”

“Vesemir is with him.” Coen shook his head. “He was afraid of the same.”

You stood up and shuffled closer to the fire. You were frozen straight to the bone.

“Any closer, Y/N, and you’ll be in the fire.” Coen warned you.

“Maybe then-then I won’t feel so-so fucking cold.” You carefully sat down right in front of the fire. “I swear, my-my toes are frostbitten.”

“Have you tried any of Vesemir’s remedies he used to make for us when we were wee lads?” Lambert asked.

“Fuck no.”

“She’s afraid of the taste.” Geralt spoke.

“I-I have- I have no interest in drinking drowner spit. I’d sooner-I’d sooner die.”

“Who’s trying to make you drink drowner spit?” Eskel spoke as he and Vesemir entered the Great Hall.

“Of all the things we’ve ingested, I think drowner spit was the best one.” Lambert joked. Since you were ill, your stomach was weaker than usual, and Lambert’s words made you gag. He let out a boisterous laugh.

“If she vomits, Lambert, you’re going to be cleaning it up.” Vesemir told him.

“She’s been covered in fiend shit and didn’t even flinch, Vesemir. I don’t think she’d throw up over drowner spit.

You gagged at the memory, bringing your hand up to your mouth.

Eskel smacked Lambert on the back of his head as he passed the witcher.

“Quit being a horse’s ass.”

The old witcher moved towards you. Once he was close enough, Vesemir placed the back of his hand upon your forehead.

“Your skin is blazing.”

“I-I feel cold as-as an ice troll’s bullocks.”

Eskel knelt down beside you, brushing pieces of hair behind your ear.

“Take her up to the room, Eskel. You boys help your brother. Gather any blankets we have. I’m going to make something to try to break the fever.”

“That wheezing is gettin’ worse, Vesemir.” Eskel kept his eyes on you. “Can you breathe alright, doll?”

“Yes.”

“She’s been taking short breaths for the last ten minutes.”

You glared at the White Wolf. He was only going to make Eskel worry even more.

“Take her upstairs. Make sure she’s comfortable.” Vesemir started to make his way towards the door to the kitchen.

“How do you know how to take care of a human, old man?” Lambert stood to his feet, readying himself to go find blankets for you.

“Before a witcher becomes a witcher, he is human. I’ve had my fair share of nursing boys back from the brink of death.”

“We’ll just call you Nurse Vesemir from now on.”

“Come on.” Coen chuckled at his brother, giving him a push towards the door that would take them out of the Great Hall.

Eskel picked you up and started to follow the wolves. With his arms around you and the heat radiating off of him, you began to close your eyes.

“How are you holding out?” Geralt asked, following right behind Eskel.

“I’ve been better.” He looked down at you. “Was stupid of me not to think about that fucking draft.”

“The keep is full of drafts, Eskel. You couldn’t have known it would make her this sick.”

“It was her first night here, Geralt. I should’ve known the cold would be too much for her.”

“Y/N is the first human we have had in this keep since those who destroyed it were here. Don’t blame yourself.”

Eskel said nothing in return.

***

You were placed down on Eskel’s bed. The witcher sat down on the edge of the bed, brushing your hair out of your face. Pieces of your hair seemed to stick to your damp skin.

“Are you hot, doll?”

You grumbled a little, shaking your head ever so slightly.

“Still-Still cold.”

“She’s sweating, Geralt.” Eskel told him quietly. “Have you ever seen anything like it?”

“Perhaps it’s the fever.”

“Alright, lads.” Coen and Lambert entered the room with their arms full of blankets.

“We’ve got everything in the keep.” Lambert placed his arm full at the foot of the bed.

“Is that my blanket, Lambert?” Geralt furrowed his brow, spotting a familiar blanket in the pile.

“As a matter of fact, it is. We don’t run a bed and breakfast, so blankets are few and far between.”

“Luckily Vesemir had a stash in a chest in his room.” Coen said.

“It’s hotter than a fucking blacksmith’s shop in here.” Lambert huffed.

“Got the fire going to keep the room warm.” Eskel nodded towards the hearth.

The wolves fell silent as they looked at you.

Your eyes had fluttered shut again. Every breath you took sounded terrible.

“Is that her lungs that sound like that?” Coen asked quietly.

“I think.” Eskel sighed gently.

Geralt silently moved to sit on the chest at the foot of the bed. Lambert and Coen shared a look before finding places to sit as well. Coen took the chair that rested in the corner of the room and moved it a little closer to the bed. Lambert ushered Geralt to one side of the chest so he could sit there as well.

“You boys don’t have to stay.” Eskel told them, blue eyes flickering from brother to brother.

“She’s one of us.” Coen said.

“Yeah. If that was anyone of us, we wouldn’t be leaving.” Lambert added.

Eskel gave them a little smile. It warmed his heart to know his brothers thought of you as one of their own.

“Who-Who knew you boys could be-could be so sweet?” You teased, your eyes staying shut. You tried not to laugh but you couldn’t help yourself and a terrible cough shook your shoulders.

“Easy there, doll.” Eskel placed his hand on your shoulder. You placed your hand over top of his, squeezing his fingers.

Taglist will be reblogged because tumblr hates me :)

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shotosprincess · 3 years

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♡ dating the bnha boys — hcs

｡･:*:･-: ✧ :,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･-: ✧ :,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

➪ shoto todoroki

pls you’ve prolly been terrified of him for a while prior bc of how ?? talented ?? the mf is ??

but mans prolly saved you at some point and there was this lingering stare you two shared before he left you at recovery girls’ office; were you reading too far into things ?

spoiler alert: you weren’t.

anYWAYS-

he’s the kind of boyfriend to tenderly brush your hair for you and attempt to learn how to tie and braid your hair up in cute ,, simple designs !!

he’d always be ready with little things you’re constantly forgetting; extra snacks,, water,, a fully charged portable charger ,, trust me when i say that man is pREPARED- after all ,, he needs to be ready with everything to take care of his little sweetheart ,, does he not ?

ONLY TWO POINTS IN AND IM ALREADY CRYING BC I LOVE HIM SM BYE BYE BYE

at some point he’d find you sitting on the roof by yourself late at night,, only to stay with you and let you fall asleep on his chest as he drapes a blanket over you and heats it up a lil with his quirk

OKAY YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THAT MAN WOULDNT HOLD THE DOOR OPEN FOR YOU AT ALL TIMES AND WOULD SOMETIMES EVEN GET LOWKEYHIGHKEY KINDA SAD WHEN YOU DONT LET HIM

prolly bc he just wants to prove to you that he can be useful

pls just let the man know he’s useful and important he never shows it directly but he needs the reassurance—

he’d give you a warm massage w his quirk whenever you’re in pain :”)

HIDES AND PROTECTS YOU FROM MINETA BC HE KNOWS DAMN WELL WHAT THAT LITTLE SHIT FANTASIZES ABOUT

loves heating//cooling things for you ,, like instant noodles or ice packs !!

surprises you w jewelry that have his initials on them !!

GIVES THE BEST CUDDLES I SWEAR

would hold an umbrella for u while you loop your arm into his as the two of you walk home through the light rain :”)

cries into your chest sometimes after youve fallen asleep bc it’s late nights like these when he reflects on just how lucky of a guy he is to have you— it’s hard for him to articulate it directly ,, but when he does fully open up to you ab it ,, you end up crying too .

WOULD 110% MAKE THE TWO OF YOU YOUR OWN PERSONAL LIL ICE RINK AND TEACH YOU HOW TO SKATE // DO FUN FIGURE SKATING DUOS WITH YOU

➪ katsuki bakugou

prolly got with you initially bc of a dare ( and he nEVER passes up a dare ) ,, but eventually those feelings started to become real and honestly ? it kinda scared the shit outta him . he didn’t know why ,, but for some reason he didnt actually want to leave .

OKAY LARA JEAN AND PETER MF KAVINSKY TYPE BEAT ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ HIT US WITH THE FAKE RELATIONSHIP TO REAL RELATIONSHIP TROPE YESYESYES

teasingly-mean nicknames = his love language . enough said .

AGGRESSIVE !! KISSES !! ALL !! THE DAMN !! TIME !!

makes you wear his hoodie whenever you show even the sLIGHTEST hint at being cold

he just rly wants to see you in his clothes

he’s so clueless on how to do this whole boyfriend thing ,, but he’s definitely trying bc it’s for you :”)

watches and tries so desperately to copy all the cute couples in the movies you guys watch together

“ roses...do you want roses ? “ “ what ? “ “ the guy in the movie gave her roses...do you want roses too ? “

but at the end of the day you just appreciate him for who he is and that’s more than enough for you :”)

PLS DENKI AND KIRI ARE CONSTANTLY SHOCKED AT HOW MUCH HE’S TRYING FOR YOU

will take any and every opportunity to show off his strength and quirk to you <3

now we all know this man gets jealous hella easily ,, and its no different w relationships :”) he’d constantly make it a point to hold you extra close to him in public ,, show you off on social media and call you by a nickname//petname whenever possible just to reiterate to ppl the fact that you’re his and he’s yours

WOULD LET YOU SIT ON HIS LAP AND DO HIS EYELINER AT 2AM PURELY BC YOU GOT BORED

pls i could rly see myself doing that i wont lie

honestly sometimes he forgets himself and his temper gets a little out of hand ,, but the second he sees his feral reflection in your fearful eyes,, he pulls you to his chest and apologizes profusely :”))

➪ denki kaminari

MF PROLLY GOT WITH YOU BC OF A RIGGED GAME OF SPIN THE BOTTLE AT MINA’S PLACE I CANNOT SEE ANYTH HAPPENING OTHERWISE

one tiny kiss turned into two ,, which turned into three ,, and before you knew it ,, the both of you were spilling out the pent up feelings you had for one another all this time—

mina never shuts up ab it ,, she’s so proud of her matchmaking skills

when the power goes out during a storm ,, he holds onto you tight and plays w your hair as he uses his quirk to turn things back on ,,, “ shhh it’s ok,, i’m here “

will do anything and everything to make you smile <3

he has a lil album in his camera roll with all his favourite pictures of you ,, which is practically just all of them tbh ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

HE LOVES SHOWING YOU OFF IN THE MOST WHOLESOME WAY POSSIBLE !!

super energetic n bubbly but at the end of your dates he passes out right away in your arms

you make sure to wrap him up in blankets and give him an overload of kisses after he’s rly asleep though

will work embarrassingly hard to win you stuffed animals at the fair !! it doesn’t always work ,, but it’s cute nontheless <3

some of the staff and children at the fairs get pissed off but oh well ,,, what you do for love

pls he prolly makes you lil bento boxes for lunch every now and then ( ESPECIALLY DURING EXAM WEEK ) w tiny notes and designs taped on them

constantly calls you “ shawty “ lowkey un ironically and dice rolls in ur direction whenever he sees you ,,, you just end up laughing and playfully punching him

I JUST KNOW HE DOES THE F BOY LIP BITE FACE CONSTANTLY

ITS AN ADDICTION FOR HIM I SWEAR

SUPER CLINGY BUT IN THE CUTEST WAY AAAA

LIL STICKY NOTE LOVE LETTERS FROM HIM IN YOUR LOCKER EVERY !! MF !! DAY !!!

you both agreed that at home cozy netflix dates w microwave popcorn and fuzzy blankets >>> movie theatre dates

110% made a playlist for you at some point when he crushed on you from afar and shared it w you after you started dating

he made a collaborative playlist for yall AND multiple playlists of songs that remind him of you afterwards

pls i just kNOW this man’s love language is making playlists

theyre prolly all categorized by mood or smth too w the cutest covers ever pls

➪ ejirou kirishima

you initially met him bc he was hella upset and alone this one time and you were the only one to notice and be there for him bc he ran away from everyone else to hide the “ uNmanLy “ tears :”))

takes you w him on his lil gym visits ,, hypes you up with every little thing u accomplish !!

constantly teasing bakugou with how he’s able to pull you and how lucky he is to have you

bakugou gets hella annoyed most of the time and just blasts him away-

idk bro i just feel like kiri prolly calls you “ adorable “ alot i wont lie-

LOVES HAND HOLDING,, takes any opportunity to hold ur hand and trace lil casual patterns across your knuckles w his thumb

sometimes he’ll even draw lil hearts on your hand

play fighting but sometimes the two of you get too carried away and he actually loses half of the time-

LATE NIGHT GAME NIGHTS WITH HIM AND THE BAKUSQUAD,, he loves being on the team against you so he can get all competitive

OK HEAR ME OUT;;;; DANCE BATTLES W HIM AS YOUR PARTNER AGAINST RANDOM PPL AT PARTIES

mans gets hella insecure ab himself sometimes ,, so he loves doing lil things for you !! opening a can ,, pulling the blanket over you ,, zipping up your jacket <33

STOP WAIT THATS SO CUTE BYE I WANT THAT

lets you dye his hair—THATS HOW MUCH HE TRUSTS YOU BYE

pls yall prolly aggressively play wii sports and just dance against one another on a regular basis;; it’s literally your thing and you cannot tell me otherwise ahjdjfj

pls i just KNOW this man’s an overly passionate wii player

will wrap his arms around your waist and hug u from behind as you make breakfast

WOULD WEAR MATCHING EARRINGS W YOU IF ITS FOR YOU

slow dances in the living room at midnight w you !!

eventually as you spent more time together ,,, you were able to change his idea of “ manliness “ ,, and he was able to realize that manliness is not equivalent to stoicism and that expressing ur feelings is still totally manly and totally valid !! <33

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theotherhufflepuff · 3 years

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Simon Snow Trilogy Tarot Cards...

Ok so, a little while ago I saw this frankly stunning artwork by @vkelleyart and I started thinking about the Major Arcana archetypes and how characters from my favourite book series could fit into them.

So I made this list. It took a lot of thought and I’m still not 100% sure on some of them but I have explained my thought process for each card.

I don’t know how much crossover there is in the Venn diagram of “Simon Snow fans” and “tarot readers” but I’d love to hear your opinions and/or alternative suggestions (be respectful though, obviously). I’ve left “visual prompts” for most of the cards explaining what they looked like in my imagination and if anyone wants to draw any of these (or their own alternative version!) please tag me; it would make my day! I can’t draw for toffee so I am 1000% never gonna try to illustrate any of them myself.

List under the cut because it is loooong.

Spoilers ahead for the whole series!

0 The Fool - Shepard - Shepard just follows magickal creatures around and says “yes” to everything... he is the pure embodiment of the Fool archetype to me; care-free, innocent... prepared for everything and yet totally clueless. Visual prompt: Shepard about to (attempt to) step into the fog as he follows a fairy into the forest.

1 The Magician - Penelope - “Penelope Bunce is a fierce magician, I don’t mind saying” Baz, at least once in each book. Penny never worries about not having the power or words available to do whatever she wants; she is comfortable in her power and it is always there, ready to be wielded however she sees fit. Visual prompt: Penny wearing her Stevie Nicks cape, standing by a chalkboard in the classic “Magician” pose, ring clearly held aloft.

2 The High Priestess - Dr Mitali Bunce - Dr Bunce is possibly a more formidable magician than her daughter. Highly intelligent, straightforward and, let’s be honest, judgemental. But she does have all the answers. Visual prompt: Dr Bunce carrying around her laptop, phone sandwiched between her ear and her shoulder.

3 The Empress - Lucy Salisbury - Lucy exudes the nurturing, Earth Mother vibes that are central to the Empress archetype. She saw the best in everyone and all she wanted was to love Davy and live with him in their cottage with her chickens and their child. Visual prompt: Lucy, barefoot and pregnant, feeding the chickens outside of their cottage.

4 The Emperor - Lamb - This is one of the ones I’m not totally sure about. I went through a few different ideas but ultimately settled on Lamb as the “Vampire King of Las Vegas”. He is an imposing figure, ruling his city with an iron fist; if you are in his favour, Vegas is your playground, but cross him and you will suffer the consequences. Visual prompt: Lamb sits on an antique chair in his opulent suite at the Katherine, the lights of night time Vegas visible through the window behind him.

5 The Hierophant - The Mage - Again, this one took some thought and I’m sure some people will disagree with this interpretation... I’m not completely sold on it myself. The Mage was all about reforming the old traditions of the World of Mages and he amassed a following by doing so. But he turned out to be somewhat of a false prophet; abusing his power to oppress those he deemed “the enemy”. Visual prompt: The Mage in his Robin Hood costume, sitting at his desk at the top of the Weeping Tower, surrounded by his piles of banned books.

6 The Lovers - Simon and Baz - Obviously. As stated at the top of this post, I love @vkelleyart’s version of this card, but there are a lot of scenes across the series that could be used to illustrate this archetype. I personally always love to see the original “and then he kisses me” scene.

7 The Chariot - Fiona Pitch - I struggled with this one a bit and I don’t really think that this is the ideal version. But the image of Fiona, rolling up to Blackfriars bridge in her vintage sports car to rescue Baz from the Numpties really stuck with me so that’s what I went with, for lack of a better idea.

8 Strength - Ebb - Ebb is often dismissed and underestimated by other magicians but she is wicked powerful. But more than that, the Strength card is about inner strength, self control and the wisdom to know when to fight, and when to rest. Ebb is highly intuitive about the people - and goats - around her and is always careful not to talk about her twin brother, only conceding that she knows of his presence once a year and never giving in to the temptation to talk directly to him. Ebb saw the war coming and knew that she could probably end it all by herself with the power she had; but she also knew that she didn’t want that and she had the strength to say no, to eschew the expectations the rest of the World of Mages placed upon her and live quietly, instead. Visual prompt: Ebb in the hills behind the school with the goats, she wears a flower crown that the Dryad made her.

9 The Hermit - Agatha - the Hermit eschews the outside world in order to take an inner journey of self discovery, knowing that this is the only way to find real answers and achieve real growth. Agatha, jaded by the World of Mages, took herself off to California, leaving her wand at home. She didn’t know what she wanted but she knew it wasn’t magic. Visual prompt: Agatha sits on the beach at twilight by a small campfire, Lucy the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel by her side.

10 The Wheel of Fortune - The Crucible - The Crucible’s decisions, like the Wheel’s, are unpredictable and inevitable. Once it’s happened, you’re stuck with the consequences - sometimes bad (being stuck with a toff vampire who hates you) and sometimes good (getting the best room in Mummers house).

11 Justice - Natasha Grimm-Pitch - Natasha needed justice to find peace; her whole story is about justice. She was swift to act when the vampires attacked Watford, dispatching them without hesitation. When she came through the veil to find Baz and ask him to bring her murderer to justice, she knew that would also provide some closure for him, too, both for her death, and for his. Visual prompt: Natasha Grimm-Pitch appearing from beyond the veil, looking for Baz and finding Simon.

12 The Hanged One - Nicodemus - The Hanged One is about feeling stuck, but also about finding peace where you are when there’s nothing you can do about it. Nicodemus chose to cross over for eternal life, but he was stricken from the book; his (considerable) magic effectively taken from him and his fangs removed. He was stuck in between - not a full vampire, not a magician; he exists on the fringes of both communities. He got himself there and then he had to figure out how to get by, carve out a place for himself in order to survive. Visual prompt: Nicodemus sits in the tree in the garden of his mother’s house in South London, waiting for Ebb to come and sit on the empty bench beneath him.

13 Death - [scene on the Great Lawn] - Ok, so.. this might need some explaining. My immediate thought for this card was that it should be the Humdrum but Death is all about clearing out the old junk in your life that doesn’t serve you in order to make space for the new. And the Humdrum isn’t making space for anything. So I was thinking about times that has happened in the story and I thought about how the death of the Mage made room for real progress and an end to the war with the old families. Visual prompt: Penny and Baz (literally) run into a fleeing Agatha on the Great Lawn; the Weeping Tower looms in the background, the Mage and Simon visible through the blown-out stained glass windows.

14 Temperance - Simon and the Humdrum - Temperance is, as you might expect, about balance and harmony. Simon used so much magic at once that he couldn’t control it and it tore holes in the magickal atmosphere. Simon had to fill the Simon-shaped hole to restore equalibrium and stop the magickal firmament from collapsing altogether. Visual prompt: Simon kneeling in the Weeping Tower, pouring his magic into the Humdrum as he fades away.

15 The Devil - Smith Smith-Richards - The Devil is about feeling trapped by temptations in your life, often because we’re afraid of what we would do with the freedom we’d have if we let them go. Which got me thinking about Smith-Richards (that name never gets any less ridiculous) and all the magicians who were taken in by the temptation of “fixing” their magic. But it was a false promise and those magicians who narrowly escaped taking Smith-Richards’ spell were all freed from the idea of their magic being “broken” in the first place. Visual prompt: Smith-Richards (looking like the guy who would be cast to play Simon in the Netflix series) standing on a stage in the packed-out White Chapel, rapt audience hanging on his every word.

16 The Tower - The Humdrum - Originally I wanted to use the Weeping Tower for this card because the imagery is on point but the meaning doesn’t match. The Tower is about absolute destruction, the crumbling of something you thought core to your being. The Humdrum steals magic and renders magicians homeless because of it. The Tower is about having to start again from the ground up - just as the Grimms did when all the magic was drained from Hampshire. Visual prompt: The Humdrum, wearing Simon’s face, stands in the grounds of Pitch Manor, laughing. (I have always thought of the holes looking like a burn in a piece of paper - sort of glowing and smouldering at the edges as it eats away the atmosphere. I know the holes can’t actually be seen - the Normals would freak out - but that is imagery I would use here)

17 The Star - Lady Ruth’s candles - The Star is about hope and healing after the devastation of the Tower. Lady Ruth’s candles were a symbol of hope that kept her going when she thought she had lost her children. They provided comfort and, at the end when it became clear the Lucy was gone, the healing of knowing that her child had finally found his way home to his family. Visual prompt: Lady Ruth’s candles in front of a window, a bright star can be seen through the window.

18 The Moon - Agatha and Simon - So, the Moon is all about examining blurred lines between illusion and reality - nothing looks totally clear in the moonlight. It reminded me of how Simon never really seemed to have a clear view of his feelings for Agatha and what their relationship was. When he properly examined his feelings, he found that he didn’t love Agatha and was going through the motions because he thought it was what other people expected of him. Agatha was doing the same. It also brought to mind Simon, going out of his mind worrying about Baz when he was missing - as well as basically every other thought Simon ever has about Baz before Christmas Eve 2015 - and somehow mistaking it for hating him?? Simon is not stupid but sometimes he’s real dumb. Visual prompt: Agatha and Simon meet on the ramparts, both looking for Baz, and break up.

19 The Sun - Simon - This card is all about innocence, optimism and joy. Nothing about this series personifies this more than Simon flying above Shepard’s truck in America, feeling free and hopeful about the future for the first time in over a year. Visual prompt: Shepard’s truck drives through the vast empty desert, the sun beating down. Simon flies above the truck, joy on his face.

20 Judgement - Niamh and Agatha - Ok, this one was hard to figure out and this is maybe not the right solution, but I was very stuck. Judgement is about self improvement through self reflection. As a small twist on that theme; Niamh and Agatha challenge each other’s view of themselves and their interactions with the world around them. Visual prompt: Agatha and Niamh, sweating to death in Niamh’s “shitty Ford Fiesta” (I’m very salty about that line; my Ford Fiesta is lovely and it has aircon). Niamh is frowning, obviously.

21 The World - Simon, Baz, Penny and Shepard - The World is about completeness, the ending of a story, fulfilment and belonging. At the end of AWTWB, Simon has finally found his biological family, he is starting to accept that his boyfriend and his found family love him for who he is, magic or no, and he can finally start to imagine a future for himself. Baz has learned new information about his vampirism, Penny has found new confidence and Shepard is finally fully accepted into the group. Visual prompt: Baz, Penny and Shepard sit on Simon’s sofa (possibly still pink from Baz’s spell, possibly he spelled it navy blue again) Simon sits on the floor. They’re all eating leftover sandwiches and cake from Lady Ruth’s.

#carry on #carry on rainbow rowell #rainbow rowell #simon snow #simon snow trilogy #wayward son #any way the wind blows #awtwb #tarot #tarot cards #major arcana #baz pitch #Penelope Bunce #shepard love #snowbaz

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 3 years

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This is just a hahaha thing and not to be taken seriously in The Pack verse. Steve woudnt be completely clueless in how to help his mate during this time. Its just making me laugh.

Its that time...

The time they all fear.

The Alpha is standing just outside the doorway, listening to you growling as you fluff the pillows one more time. His ears perk to hear you grumble in some foreign language. Was that Latin? Were you summoning the devil?

He snuck a peek into the bedroom. You were circling around under the blankets, rearranging. His beautiful mate was gone, in her place... he didnt know. But she scared him. He hurriedly texted a group chat, not daring to make a sound.

Im afraid to go in my bedroom.

Why? Shit what did you do? Came his loyal second in command. Sam was always willing to help.

Dont be a pussy and go in there. Came his best friends Bucky’s reply.

Why is being called a pussy a bad thing? Sam went off track from Steve’s current dilemma. Those things can take a pounding.

You guys are not helping. Steve hurriedly typed out as another snarl emitted from the bedroom.

You’re right Sam... Steve don’t be a dick and go in there. Buckys message made Steve’s phone buzz.

Bring her whatever her favorite snack is and a heating pad. Offer to do whatever she wants. Or throw her some chocolate and run like hell. Sound advice from the mated wolf.

Did you really throw chocolate at your mate? Bucky asked

Once... Sara ate it then bit me for throwing her snacks.

You guys are useless. Steve shoved his phone away and knocked on the door. “Hey... can I come in?”

There was a rustle of blankets and he could have sworn some scratching, more animal growls. Maybe you really did summon a demon while he was away for the day. A head popped up and you had your teeth bared but gave a sniffle.

“What do you want?” You grumbled while bunching up the blankets around you, making you look ridiculously small in the pile and Steve couldnt help but smile at the sight.

“Nothing.” He moved to lay down next to you, brushing some of your flyaway hair from your face. “Came to see if there was anything I could do to help you feel better?”

You glared at him then burst into tears, making Steve shoot forward to cup your face, trying to figure out what was making you cry. “Yessss Stevie... hold me and feed me capn crunch while we watch netflix.”

Once his heart stopped pounding and you looked somewhat like his Little One again, he smoothed his hand over your head, just trying to calm you, giving little croons and sushes. “Of course... whatever you want.”

His night was spent with you sitting between his legs, arms wrapped around you while you used his chest as your headboard, eating capn crunch straight from the box. You were constantly on the verge of crying and being super horny, which Steve was feeling slightly whiplashed between the changes.

#the pack #amber rambles

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hcywards · 4 years

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hook ups, chapter one

summary: jj and y/n make a bet on how many people they can hook up with over the summer

words: 2.6k+

t/w: awfully written smut, sex references, underage drinking, and i think that’s it

request:

requested by anon!

“could you do one where jj and th reader have a competition at a kegger to see who can hook up with the most people? and then tensions arise hahahah”

in a future chapter i will include a request from @couldyouspeaklouder

“1 and 8 from the prompt list with JJ? :)”

prompt 1: “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

prompt 8: “Why are you so jealous?”

note: jssjdkd this is my new series!! i’m really excited for this tbh — also all of the pogues are seventeen in this because i refuse to believe they’re any younger than that

chapter two

Y/N wandered through the crowded bodies slowly, a grin on her face at the elation of it being the last day of school, and therefore the first day of the endless summers Outer Banks delivered. She was still sipping her second beer, and could only just feel the buzz of alcohol that she wanted to start surging through her as she searched for a Touron boy she thought might be worth her time. She knew her best friend was probably doing the same, and she knew he was probably way ahead of her already considering girls tended to throw themselves at him, and the thought was only making her want for another boy to hook up with ten times stronger.

It’d always been an unspoken challenge between her and her best friend of who could get someone back to the Chateau quicker, much to the annoyance of the others — because that meant both of the bedrooms in John B’s house would be taken, and, if they were unlucky, it could sometimes be the living room, the kitchen, or even the van. Really, neither Y/N nor JJ had any boundaries when it came to their competitiveness, and that was why, the second Y/N laid eyes on the boy who was undoubtedly a Touron looking for a girl for the night, she was downing the rest of her solo cup and heading over, grimacing at the taste of stale beer but grinning at the prospect of what she could already anticipate happening.

“Hey,” she greeted coolly. “I’ve not seen you around before. Are you new?”

Of course, she knew the answer to that question. It’d be “yeah, I’m here to visit with my family”, but it was a conversation starter that normally worked in leading her to where she needed to be. And, besides, how was he supposed to know that he was clearly a Touron?

“Oh, yeah, I’m visiting for the summer with my family,” he nodded, taking a sip of beer and eyeing her like a piece of meat — not that she minded it. She was used to it, by now. “Just got here today, actually.”

“Well then, you picked a great day to arrive,” she stated. “This is one of the best parties of the year.”

The boy nodded again, arching an eyebrow at the way she placed a hand on his shoulder. “Huh, I guess I did. Hey, I didn’t catch your name, by the way.”

“Oh, I’m Y/N,” she grinned. “And you?”

“I’m Ryan," he replied, eyes still raking up and down her body hungrily. She grinned wider at that, tempted to glance over at JJ to see whether he was still there but knowing from past experience that, when flirting with another guy, looking at the boy all of the girls seemed to want was a stupid idea. So, she forced her eyes to stay locked with his, taking another small step towards him.

"Hey, seeing as you're new, do you not want someone to show you around?" Y/N asked, her voice low — and, judging by the way he swallowed and his eyes widened slightly as she spoke, that was a smart idea. She was definitely beating JJ tonight.

His eyes took a moment to recover to their usual sides, but, when they did, it seemed as if nothing had changed, as his voice came out a casual, flirty, cocky tone. "Show me around, huh?" Y/N bit her lip, nodding, and the boy grinned wider. "Should we get out of here, then?"

Y/N smirked, taking his hand and sauntering past JJ, who was still flirting with the same Touron from before. He shot her a glare as she passed, to which she responded with sticking her tongue out. She and Ryan made it back to the Chateau quickly, and before she knew it, Y/N was being pressed against the wall as Ryan shoved his tongue down her throat.

He wasn't a great kisser — too rough, too eager, too forceful — but, judging by the thing she felt poking against her leg, he was big, so she could give him that. She pushed him off of her, to lead him towards the bed, quickly straddling him as she dominated the kiss. Perhaps then, she figured, he might be a little better.

Apparently, he didn’t get the message, because he flipped them over, pulling off his shirt. Y/N heard the door swing open and shut as she tried not to laugh at the fact that this felt a lot like a quickie, and she listened out for who it was — at the high pitched giggling of a voice she hadn’t heard before, she figured it was JJ, and the knocking at the door told her it was.

JJ was the only one of the Pogues who knocked, because he knew how annoying it was when someone walked in on you — and when he knew someone was back at the Chateau, he knocked on basically every door.

“Occupied!” Y/N called as Ryan pressed his lips to her neck, and she got a muffled reply back before she focused her attention on Ryan and his subpar make out skills.

He nipped at her skin gently, and when she didn’t moan, she could see him get frustrated but not say anything. Y/N rolled her eyes when she was certain he couldn’t see her, looking back down to see him trying to pull off her shirt. She pulled it off herself, and he went back to kissing her as he fumbled with her bra. She rolled her eyes again, disguising a laugh as a moan, and undid it herself, flinging it across the room.

He continued kissing down her skin almost lazily, sloppily, but at least he was slowing down, she supposed, as he neared the waistband of her jean shorts and looked back up at her. She nodded, and he grinned, undoing them and pulling them down her legs. She kicked them to a different corner of the room, and he began rubbing at her clothed core.

A jolt of what felt like electricity flooded through her as his fingers ran against her clit, and she moaned, bucking her hips up. He was clearly better at sex than he was at kissing, she could give him that. Her hands found their way to his broad shoulders and she dug her nails into them, causing him to groan as he pulled down her panties teasingly slowly, pressing a soft kiss to her core.

She bucked her hips against his mouth, already craving the release she’d been hoping for all night, and he grinned, licking a stripe up her pussy slowly. She moaned then, fingernails digging deeper into his shoulders, and he pushed a finger inside of her. A lewd sound escaped her lips as he immediately started at a fast pace, and she rolled her head back into the pillow as he curled his finger upwards.

Another finger slid inside her, and she let out another moan, feeling the tension in the pit of her stomach tighten as his pace quickened. He was smirking above her, blue eyes boring into hers as she clenched around him, letting out a string of profanities as she came.

He opened the nightstand to grab a condom, pulling down his jeans and boxers and sliding it on before pausing again. “You sure?”

“Yes,” she breathed out, and he pushed inside her slowly. Still coming down from her last orgasm but unused to the size of his cock inside of her, she let out a sound that was a mix of a moan and a cry.

He started off slowly, his cock moving inside her at a teasing pace, as if he wanted her to beg for him to move — but she didn’t, just waited with a devilish smirk on her face for him to grow tired of going that slow, despite her entire body throbbing for more. Eventually, he picked up the pace, skin slapping against hers as he moved in and out of her.

With each thrust of his hips she found herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and soon enough she was crying out his name as she clenched around him, and he was coming, too, sliding out of her and gasping for breath as he put the condom in the bin. They got into their underwear before flopping down on the spare bed and falling asleep, much to the happiness of the others in the house — though, in all fairness, they were used to it by now. It wasn’t as if JJ or Y/N were particularly private about their sex lives.

When she woke up the next day, he was gone, and Y/N smiled, figuring JJ must've kicked him out whenever he kicked out the girl he'd spent the night with.

She was glad she hadn't been at the party for long, because even after just two beers, her head hurt — though perhaps that was from Ryan headbutting her when he fucked her — and she groaned as she got up, throwing on one of JJ's shirts and wandering out of the room. JJ greeted her with a glass and an Advil, which she took gratefully, mumbling out a halfhearted 'morning'.

"Rough night, Y/N?" he asked, and she groaned, causing him to laugh. "What happened?"

"A lot," she whined, and he just laughed again, beginning to make breakfast as she sat down on the counter. "What about yours?"

"It was great, if that's any consolation," he smirked, and she gave him a glare. "Okay, fine, it wasn't. She, like, bit me while she was giving me head."

Y/N snorted at that. "Well, I'm glad to know yours went as shitty as mine. I could still pick up more people than you, though.”

“Bullshit,” he responded, arching a brow. “Girls practically beg for me.”

“You want to bet on that?” Y/N asked, and JJ grinned, never one to turn down a bet.

“Twenty bucks that, by the end of summer, I will’ve hooked up with more Tourons than you.”

“Deal,” she nodded, gratefully taking the eggs and bacon he’d made and wandering back to the couch with him to look for something to watch on Netflix.

Her legs lay over his as they scrolled through the options, jokingly arguing about which films were good or absolutely awful. Y/N flung a bit of bacon at his plate when he told her Clueless was bad, and he grinned.

“Oh, you’re giving me some of your breakfast?” he asked, picking it up and eating it and laughing when she whined. “Thanks, babe.”

“Shut up, JJ,” she responded, stealing a bit of egg off of his plate. The TV remote lay forgotten on the arm of the couch when he stole some back, and then a food war started, with each trying to see how much they could get off of the other’s plate.

From the outside, there was no debate that JJ and Y/N looked like a couple. In fact, they got asked how long they’d been dating almost on the daily. They’d laugh it off, though, because they were best friends, and had been since the day they first met, when they couldn’t have been much older than two and were still running around the back yard in diapers. They’d been through everything together, which meant there was no way they’d considered anything past kissing each other as a dare (which they’d done too many times to count, because practically the whole island wanted to see them together, including their parents and the Kooks.

Of course, there was no denying that they’d pondered whether they had feelings for the other or not -- in fact, it was something they often teased each other about -- but they’d always decided that no, they didn’t, and they were just best friends and nothing more. Maybe a little closer than most best friends would be, but that was just testament to knowing each other since practically birth and hanging out with each other basically every day since them.

For at least the past fifteen years, JJ and Y/N had been a pair -- if you were dating one, you might as well be dating both, and if you hated one, you had no choice but to hate both. It was always ‘JJ and Y/N’ or ‘those two’, never just ‘JJ’ or ‘Y/N’. The two seventeen-year-olds were practically inseparable, attached at the hip. They were the human embodiment of the comedic relief duo in old films, and that was why they couldn’t be near each other while trying to get laid at a party -- because if one of the people they were flirting with said something that was funny, they’d look at each other and burst out laughing, meaning people tended to think they were either dating or being rude. That was how JJ had so many shirts with beer stains down them after a girl through her drink on him, and how one of the main words Y/N had been called was whore; the pair only found this funny, though, and would not stop laughing about it for the rest of the night.

“You two see too happy for this early in the morning,” Kiara grumbled as she walked into the house, Pope on her heels. Y/N frowned, having figured JJ took the hammocks they’d clearly taken, and when she glanced at him to see him smirking knowingly at her, she squealed and jumped off of the couch she’d been sat on.

He snorted, throwing his head back onto the seat as he laughed. “I cleaned it! Chill out!”

She looked at him distrustingly, but sat back down anyway.

“Guys, shut up,” Kiara groaned, “My head hurts.”

“It’s not our fault we can handle our alcohol better than you,” Y/N teased, and Kiara looked at her with a deadpan glare.

“You two ran off with Tourons after, like, three drinks,” Pope replied. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you had, like, eight STDs, frankly.”

“Shut up, Pope,” the pair said in unison. Y/N snuck another bite of JJ’s bacon while he wasn’t looking, smiling at him innocently when he gave her a glare.

“What, JJ?” she asked, in a sickly sweet voice, and her best friend grimaced.

“If that’s the voice you use to pick up guys, I’m not surprised I get laid more often than you do,” he stated, and it was her turn to glare then.

She turned to her friends, elbowing JJ in the ribs. “Hey, guys, if JJ and I hypothetically made a bet on which one of us would hook up with the most Tourons this summer, who do you think would win?”

“Really, guys?” Kie groaned. “But definitely Y/N.”

Y/N shot JJ a smirk then, but JJ only arched an eyebrow and pointed to Pope.

“That’s disgusting, but JJ,” he responded, and Y/N whined.

“Pope, I thought we were friends?” she asked.

“We are, and that’s why I said JJ,” he shot back, causing her to roll her eyes.

“I guess Sarah and I are the deciding vote, then?” John B asked, wandering out of his room with Sarah behind him. JJ and Y/N nodded, awaiting their answers. “Sorry, Y/N, but I have to say JJ.”

“Yeah, I agree with John B. It’s JJ,” Sarah chimed in, and Y/N groaned again.

“Shut up, JJ,” she mumbled, feeling his eyes on her.

“Oh, but I didn’t say anything, princess,” he smirked, and she hit his arm lightly.

“I’m going to prove you guys wrong,” she stated, “And there’s a party at the Boneyard tonight. I’ll bring the alcohol, but I have to go or my mom’s going to kill me.”

And, with that, she wandered out of the house, leaving JJ staring after her with a confident grin and the rest of the Pogues looking at each other with irritated expressions.

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sugar, sugar - z.cl

reader x chenle

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: a kiss in the cheek, cuss words, pessimism (I think that’s about it? Let me know if I missed something.

word count: 6.2k

part of the Candy Hearts Collab by @127-mile (click the link if you want to read the rest of the collab)

synopsis: Your whole life, especially working for your boss, is a living nightmare. That was until you got some sugar in your life.

inspiration:

Isn’t It Romantic (The film from Netflix by Rebel Wilson),

Sugar, Sugar by the Archies

networks

@nctcreations @kdiarynet @kpopscape @kwritersworld @culture-cafe @neowritingsnet @neoswitchnet @czennienet

February 13,202x / 8:00 AM

It was a quiet and peaceful morning. Which is too bad since that’s not what you’re aiming for.

Your alarm should’ve sounded at 6:00AM. Instead, it woke you up an hour late despite how much fumbling and crying that you did make it work last night.

You have completely ditched breakfast, running as fast as you can to the bus stop that never comes and leave as scheduled.

Already half an hour late, you still sat down that bus seat, fidgeting as if not staying calm on your seat will make the bus ride shorter. Right now, the only thing that you’re still holding on to is that small, sliver of hope that you get there before your boss does.

After climbing down the vehicle, you ran like you’re in a marathon and looked for that one window that your coworker always leaves open whenever you’re late like today. You ungracefully climbed up the window of the storage room and met Jisung, who’s already getting himself ready before opening.

“Is he here yet?”

You whispered as you tried to dust your red shirt and smoothened out your wrinkled uniform. The goal is to make yourself look decent, an attempt that you barely managed to accomplish

“He just came in. Hurry up before he notices.”

You mouthed “Thanks” to Jisung before leaving the storage room and sneak into the main entrance to log yourself in for today.

Your eyes scanned the candy-themed decorations for any signs of life (or danger, in your boss’ case) but he is nowhere to be found. You walked casually towards the main entrance, breathing only a sigh of relief as soon as you get to the front door.

Finally feeling at ease, you pressed your thumb on the device that records your time and gave yourself a mental pat in the back for actually pulling it off. At least, before a hand pops out of nowhere and touched you by shoulder.

You yelped at the surprise appearance of your ever-so-stealthy boss right behind you.

“You’re late again.”

He was staring at you with those black intense eyes and his resting bitch face. His expression always made you worry because there’s no way to actually now if he’s mad or not. You kept your head down and tried to avoid as much eye contact as possible.

“Surprised? I saw your little stunt by the window. You know that it’s right in front of my office, right?”

He patted your shoulder before placing his hands back to his pockets.

“You also know that I’ll be deducting that on your payroll, right?”

“Yes sir.”

He didn’t even let you finish and just turned his back at you, walking towards his office.

“That reminds me. We should bolt that window down before someone else tries to sneak in and steal. Tell Jisung to work on that as soon as possible.”

As soon as he’s out the way, you rolled your eyes and went back to straightening the wrinkles off of your uniform.

“Tell Jisung to work on that as soon as possible.” You said, mimicking him made faces behind his back.

As if Jisung knows how to shut that window properly.

After that delightful conversation, you helped Jisung in refilling the candy containers, tidied the shop by little bit, and breathe for one final time today before you opened the shop.

Some people may have imagined working on a candy store to be a dream. You get to bask in all of the aesthetics, you get to interact with children every day, and there’s that perk that you get to enjoy an unlimited supply of sweet treats during your shift.

Oh boy, some people couldn’t have been more wrong.

Your location is near an amusement park, which is already hectic as it is, but you also need to deal with stuff that all retail staff goes through.

If you were to make an entire list of the stressful situations that you have to deal with every single shift, it would take you all day.

There are children throwing temper tantrums because their parents refused to buy the candy that the wanted, entitled Karens demanding free candy because you made her baby cry, teenagers who thinks they’re so smart by stealing handful of candies from their containers while you’re distracted. It’s a mess.

And that’s beside your main source of stress. That one is sitting on his office at the back of the store, probably playing some game on his phone while you act as both staff and manager, is the best boss in the world, Mr. Zhong Chenle.

Note the sarcasm.

That guy deserves a whole separate list by himself.

///

So far, the first few hours of your shift went smoothly. There were a few customers here and there but nothing that you and Jisung can’t handle.

All is well. But if you’ve worked retail before, you would know that those words are cursed.

You’ve always had this thing where you’d get a stomachache whenever something bad is about to happen. Ever since that one nice lady earlier told you to keep the change with a very kind smile, your stomach has been grumbling like crazy.

You sneaked into the counter and sat there for a moment to rest. The pain is bearable, but it makes it very hard for you to breathe properly. After taking a few deep breaths, the pain subsided a little bit.

Until, someone wrapped their arms around you, startling you off the chair and had you freefalling straight into your butt.

“I’m not paying you to slack off Y/N. Do something. I don’t know… rearrange the Valentines display. Just don’t sit around while there’s so much stuff to do.”

He dusted his overprized outfit that probably cost more than your wage, even grabbing the hand sanitizer from his pocket, completely acting like you had a contagious virus that.

Fighting the urge to talk back, you just turned around and went back to work.

Someday, I’m going to punch that resting bitch face off his face.

Someday.

You went back and found Jisung painstakingly arranging the M&M piece by piece, arranged by color, size and filling.

The kid makes you worry sometimes.

He’s a good kid but sometimes he can be a bit… clueless?

You remembered the first time that your boss bought a cotton candy machine and asked you and Jisung to figure out how to operate it. He almost left work with nine fingers that day.

“Hey kid. Bossman wants us to change the Valentines display.” You explained as you walk over to the center of the room where the display case is placed.

“Not again. What does he want this time?”

“I don’t know. His only instruction is do something.”

He whined for a bit, but he followed your lead shortly after and started removing all of the candy jars on display one by one.

You started working on it as well, hoping that he (aka the owner) won’t notice that you just switched the glass containers of the candy displays with each other and then placed them back in their original place.

You realized that he probably didn’t know what the display looked like in the first place. It’s just more unnecessary work just to keep you moving.

To pass the boredom, you decided to dote on the kid that is busy making a bouquet of out of rose-shaped lollipops right beside you.

“Sooo…”

You said in a high-pitched voice and tried to lighten up the mood a little.

“Any plans for the V-day?”

He stops for a moment, bowing his head down while he tried to hide his shy smile.

“I’m taking this girl out bowling.”

You squealed and poked his side to tease him. He used to be a little highschool kid that you were told to keep an eye on just in case he accidentally kills himself. It was a headache at first, but he grew on you and now he feels like your honorary little brother.

“Awww. My Jisungie is grown up. It felt like it was just yesterday when I was to trying to teach you to tie your own shoelaces. And now, you’ve got a girlfriend”

“Uhm Y/N. That was yesterday.”

You were about to pinch his cheeks once again when Chenle squeezed himself in between you and Jisung.

“And now you’re flirting. Geez. Do I have to do everything around here?”

Why does this guy keep popping out of nowhere?

He stared you and Jisung down before he slithered back to his office once again. You just stood there in disbelief, shaking your head as you went back to work.

///

The end of the day went by smoothly, which made you worry even more. As you return some of the candy displays back to the stock room, you can’t help but think that today was just the calm before the storm.

Take last year’s Valentines for example.

The shop was stuffed with that a customer fainted because of suffocation. Jisung was bleeding because some guy punched him for flirting with his girlfriend (even though the poor kid is just being nice and gave her one of the extra candy flowers.)

And oh, no dates. While everyone is busy celebrating the love that they will share together you celebrated at the fact that the day is all over.

Ever since you’ve started working at that shop, you’ve never really tried to meet new people. You keep explaining that you’re tired all day. That your job is very demanding time-wise and physically. But in reality, no one just asked you out.

You could’ve quit, but who would take in a highschool graduate without work experience? You’ve barely saved up for a whole college semester, let alone the curriculum. There’s nothing to do besides suck it up.

It’s just one of those things that you stop celebrating as you get older.

Valentine’s day, your birthday, your birthday which is the same day as Valentine’s day.

Sighing, you picked up the stack of empty boxes that you needed to take outside for the garbage truck. Once again, Chenle pops out of nowhere, hitting some of the boxes that tumbled back on the floor. His are arms folded at his chest, sneering because of the mess that he created.

“Will you clean up this mess? It’s almost closing.”

You just pursed your lips, nodding as you stacked the boxes once again, trying very hard not to lose your composure.

“And will you please close the lights outside this time? I doubt that can pay for the damages if this shop burns down.”

Back turned against your employer, you picked up the boxes from the floor. You’re just glad that it is tall enough to cover most of your face. If someone could see your face right now, they would say that it is the face of someone that is about to murder somebody. Which is getting closer and closer to reality every single time Chenle opens his mouth.

Besides, you left one of the lights open one time. His petty ass just can’t seem to live it down.

“I’ll make sure to double check before leaving, sir.”

“Good. Make it quick.”

Holding out the boxes, you figured that he’d at least hold the door out for you. You had that one tiny glimmer of hope that he’s nice after all and you judged him too hastily.

Nope.

He slams the door right behind him and closed the lights from outside.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

You slammed the boxes down to search for the lights and open the door for yourself.

Just one punch. I need just one punch and that’s it. He’s gonna get what’s coming to him.

Scrambling in the dark, you almost faceplanted as you tripped one of the boxes in your way. With your arms stretched out as you feel up your surroundings, it took you a few minutes before you’ve finally managed to open the switch and see the mass that you made while stumbling.

You just facepalmed and stood there for a while, reminding yourself to take deep breaths and calm yourself before you actually burn this place down.

One by one, you stacked the boxes once again in one corner, making sure secure them this time. Keeping the door open, you’ve successfully placed them inside the bins.

One box in particular fell down to the ground. You picked it up to stuff it back to the garbage can but the motion made a rattling noise.

I must’ve missed a piece.

You dusted off the nearby pavement and sat down so you can open the box.

Inside was a few bags of candy, adorned with the usual red and white swirls with the text “Sweet Escape” taking over most of the packaging.

This one must be new.

You stuffed the box back to the garbage can, looked around for signs of a snooping, grumpy adult and placed candy on one of your back pockets.

If your boss found out that you messed up the inventory again, he will not hesitate to fire you. You’re just gonna have to sneak it inside before he gets there tomorrow. Well, assuming that your alarm clock works this time.

///

“Mom, what’s for dinner?”

You closed the door behind you and took off your shoes as entered your living room.

Throwing your keys and jacket aside, you’ve just noticed that the lights are all off and the house is eerily quiet.

You grunted as your sore feet walked itself to the kitchen, only to find a single note on the counter.

Me and your sister went out to eat tonight. Just order something for dinner

Love Mom,

All you ever wanted that night that you just to a nice, warm dinner and go straight to the bed and shut yourself from the world.

Great. No breakfast and dinner.

Fuck my life.

You threw the note in the garbage bin and just stomped your way to your room. You felt like breaking down at that moment but you didn’t have the strength to make cry and make a fuss. Maybe you can just sleep all the frustrations off and feel a lot better tomorrow.

Maybe it doesn’t get much worse than this.

You scoffed.

Sike.

As if.

You slammed yourself to bed but soon realized that it wasn’t a very good idea.

You felt something in your pocket popped and it made a huge mess in your bed. You took it out of the pocket and realized that it was the bag of candy from earlier. The seams popped out and tore open from being squished by a tired, underpaid employee.

At this point, you just glared and cursed yourself once as you cleaned the candy off of your bed. Some of the candy is inside the box, so you cupped your hands and poured the remaining contents to your palms. It was filled with tiny colorful candy hearts, which looked appetizing despite the tiny bits of disfiguration and the fact that it was in your pockets the whole time.

Well, I guess this is dinner then.

You popped the candy in your mouth, letting it sit as it oozes a strong citrusy flavor. It had a texture similar to those fever tablets for kids. In fact, it tasted like medicine a bit, too.

The citrus taste kept on spreading in your mouth and your face now contorted to a grimace. It felt like all moisture is getting sucked out of your body.

They sell this to kids?

You ran to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water to water the taste down. It didn’t do anything, so, you kept on chugging more and more water until you’ve finished an entire gallon of liquids.

You sat down at the kitchen floor and breathe a sigh of relief. The taste finally left your tastebuds, but you can still feel your body feeling repulsed by the extreme sour sugary candies that you just consumed.

Drinking one more glass of water, you went back to your room and changed into your comfortable clothes, finally ready to leave this day behind.

Let’s just hope that those candy bits won’t get you sued tomorrow.

///

February 14,202x / 8:00 AM

The alarm started blaring off from its place, scaring you shitless and making you jump out of bed in panic.

You could've have been happier and more annoyed at the same time.

You leaned against your bedroom wall, giving yourself a few minutes to calm yourself down before you decided to turn off the alarm.

Once your heartbeat has cooled down, you stepped back to the bedside table and pressed the alarm button to check the time.

8:00AM

"Dammit!”

Your heart started to race once again. This time, it’s the adrenaline rush that’s making you move faster than normal. You even contemplated about getting a shower. However, you're already screwed as it is, you're not going to work without breakfast and shower again.

You stepped back to your room, wrapped on a bathrobe and panting like you just ran a marathon. Digging into your own closet, you noticed that your uniform, a red polo shirt and matching star white pants, is missing from your closet.

"Mom! Have you seen my uniform?"

You shouted from your room but you heard no answer. It seems like they didn't stay the night either.

Great.

Seeing as how your day started, you've deemed the rest of the day unsalvageable and just grabbed the closest thing to red that you have on your closet, which is a red frilly blouse and a white paneled skirt that you've never worn before. It's right at the bottom of your closet, so you've figured you or your mother bought this before and just forgot all about it.

You also grabbed one of your newer shoes to match and bolted to the front door as fast as possible.

You locked the door behind you, only to be spooked as you turned around to see a car parked in your driveway.

It was one of those fancy ones too. The ones that have their doors open at the side like an alien spaceship.

You only know one person in the world that's flashu enough to ride one. And he's just came out of the car.

"Happy birthday! You're pretty early..."

Chenle smiled as jogs over to you, keys jingling on his fingers, and gave you a small peck on the cheek.

You stood there in your porch, frozen.

Zhong Chenle knows how to smile. And he knows about your birthday

"I was about to call you but I didn't want to wake you up. So, I came over instead. Did you eat your breakfast yet?"

You shook your head hesitantly, still unable to speak and process the situation.

"No good, young lady. Go back inside. We're not leaving with an empty stomach."

///

Here's something that you never encounter every day. Your spawn-of-the-devil employer is making you pancakes in the kitchen. And you finally have fresh milk in your fridge.

What happened to the world while you were sleeping?

"I'm not a professional chef but at least it's edible."

He said as he placed a perfectly fine plate full of fluffy pancakes right in front of you. Is this him being cocky?

He sets the apron aside and sat down right in front you, grabbing a plate and a piece of pancake for himself.

"Go on... Tell me if it's good."

You hesitantly took a bite, and then chewed in silence as Chenle expectantly watched you from the side. You set the fork down, speechless.

They're as good on the inside as they looked on the outside.

"You don't like it?"

He sounded upset. It wasn't like "I can't believe you forgot to do this thing that I told you" upset either. He looked at you with his puppy dog eyes and a bit of a pout.

You froze. What if all of this is trick? And this is just is way of firing you, like letting you down gently in case you formed a vendetta and burn the shop down in your anger.

Which, for the record, is partly true.

"Uhm. It's nice. It's very niceee"

In your panic, you might've overdone the compliment. It sounded like you're on gunpoint and you had to say it to live. Nevertheless, he still smiled to himself and took the compliment well, even pouring you another glass of milk so "it would go down better".

The interaction alone gave you the chills. It felt like you're walking on thin ice and the former Chenle will come out and bury you alive. But even that would've sound more real than what's about to happen next.

Like the gentleman that he is, he opened the car door for you. You never even got the chance to question where the two of you are going. After sitting down, just when you're about you're about to ask, he held your hand and gave it a kiss.

"You buckled up?"

"Uhm. Yes..."

Still holding your hand, he pressed some buttons on the dashboard and then music started playing. You recognized that it was that song, Sugar Sugar by The Archies. It’s one of the songs that you ironically played in the candy shop. There was also Sugar by Maroon 5, Sugar by Florida.

Well, you get the point.

“Sugar Ah, honey, honey You are my candy girl And you got me wanting you…”

He proceeds to sing along to the song merrily as he backed up your driveway. Meanwhile you sat there quietly as you tried to assess your situation.

Is this kidnapping? Would it be considered kidnapping if I willingly went inside the vehicle?

Once you’ve realized how ridiculous you sounded in your head, you relaxed for a bit and started humming along to the song. It was at this point that you realized that Chenle had a beautiful voice. The song didn’t have high notes, but it was hard to make your voice pop up with the middle register. It sounded stable, like he’s a recording artist.

The atmosphere at the shop would be much better if he sang like this all the time.

…which reminded you of something that Chenle might be neglecting to think.

Panic washed over you and soon, you can’t keep still and moved around your seat a lot.

“Are you comfortable?

He kept on glancing on your direction, keeping you in check for a few moments while he still kept an eye on the road,

“We can make a quick stop if you need something.”

Trying your best to keep yourself still, you finally sat down and placed both of your hands on your lap, like the kids at school when their parents ask them to behave.

“Where are we going again?”

The question finally popped out and you pursed your lips while trying to wait for the answer.

“I don’t know. It’s your day. We can go wherever you want to.”

“Oh.”

It’s not like him to be away from the shop at this time of the day, let alone the whole day. No matter how sucky he is, he did what is best for the shop. It was his baby.

And if the both of you aren’t going, then it only means one thing. His baby is screwed at the hands of someone.

"By the way, who's taking care of the candy shop?"

You tried to ask nonchalantly, but it only came out sounding more inconspicuous.

"Oh yeah. I left Jisung in charge."

He wistfully replied. Suddenly, you feel your head spinning from your seat from the sheer realization that he left the kid alone, in his shop, with no adult/proper supervision.

"You left Jisung alone... In charge... On Valentine's Day"

You turned your gaze away from him, trying to hide your internal panic. You'll be lucky if the guy made it alive until lunch by himself.

"Relax. He'll be fine. He's with the trainees. Figured it might teach them a thing or two in getting the actual job done."

“And with trainees too… oh my god.”

Great. More casualties.

“You don’t mind if we stopped by the shop first, do you?”

“Of course. You’re the boss.”

///

In a few minutes, he pulls over to the parking lot and you’re glad to see the shop in piece. On the outside at least.

You stepped inside the car and practically ran over to the inside of the shop, leaving Chenle behind.

“Welcome to Sweet Escape, how may I help you?”

Two unknown faces greeted you at the door. They must be the trainees that Chenle talked about earlier.

“Would you happen to know where Jisung is?”

They both nodded and pointed to the direction of the left side of the shop, which was supposed to be all the supplies were. Instead, there was Jisung on the register, which by the way looked different from what you can remember.

In fact, the whole shop looked nothing like it was yesterday. The colors seemed more vibrant and festive and the whole thing looked like a candy wonderland. To be honest, it reminded you of that one Katy Perry music video.

Jisung bowed at you formally and wore his usually customer service smile.

“Welcome to Sweet Escape, how may I—”

“How many fingers do you have now?”

You replayed the question in your head and it sounded just as crazy when it came out of your mouth. At this point, you decided to continue on with the question. For obvious safety reasons.

“Uh ma’am. What do you mean?”

“Hold your fingers up. How many do you have?”

He was hesitant to do as you say. Chenle just facepalmed and gestured him to do as you said, putting up all of his tall fingers in the air.

“Ten?”

You breathe a sigh of relief, almost rushing over to hug the confused Jisung when Chenle pulls you from behind.

“Please excuse her for the moment. She’s feeling a bit under the weather.”

He smiled and bowed to Jisung as an apology, another gesture that you haven’t seen him do before, pulling you outside the store to give you some air. Once you’ve reached the parking lot, he placed his hands on your shoulders to hold you still.

“Okay. Since when is hugging my staff became a thing?”

He stares you down with a genuine concerned look on his face.

He placed one of his hands on your forehead.

“It’s not like you’re sick either…”

Chenle sighs, finally releasing you from his grasp

“Tell me. What’s the problem?”

He sat you down at the pavement and gave you enough space to reflect on your actions.

You had the choice to say that you have absolutely no idea what’s happening to you right now, but you thought that he ought to know why you’re acting that way. Now, you just have to figure out how to explain it to him without sounding like a crazy person.

“I…”

You started slow, working your way into explaining that you woke up into this insane dream about how her boss is suddenly so nice to her that morning.

And then it hit you.

“I had a dream about you...”

Ideas started pouring down to your head, starting to piece together a story that actually made sense.

“And in that dream, you’re this mean guy that never cared about me and other people’s feelings. You just made everyone around you miserable. The dream felt so real so I’m very uncomfortable that you’re acting nice to me now.”

“Is that so?”

You nodded your head as an answer. Chenle pulls you over to a side hug, relief washing over him knowing that it wasn’t that bad as he made it up to be.

“I’m sorry if that mean version of me hurt you.”

He rested his head on your shoulders and pulled you closer to him.

“If I decided to be mean to you in a dream again, feel free to punch me or whatever. I promise to make up for all of it once you wake up.”

It was probably the nicest thing that anyone has said to you in a while. Even though it wasn’t actually him who’s hugging you and making you feel all warm inside, you’re not going to see your boss the same way again.

“You know what, why don’t we start now. There’s plenty of time today to make it up to you.”

He stood up from his seat and brushed himself, helping you do the same right after.

“Where does my y/n want to go right now?”

Your lips formed a mischievous smile.

You knew just where you wanted to go at that moment, but he’s probably not going to like it

///

“Would it hurt you to rest for one second?”

You’ve been running around the theme park for the whole day and Chenle just barely kept up to you and your antics. He gave you a small opportunity for a payback and you’re not going to let it slide. Even if it’s with nice Chenle.

You were about to run off again somewhere when he tugs you by the hem of your shirt.

“Y/N-ah, don’t you feel sick at all?”

Chenle’s eyes droop down as he tried to compose himself. As someone that doesn’t like heights and gets dizzy easily, it seems like he’s about to faint any minute now.

“But I want to ride the Ferris wheel.”

He went sheet white, if that is humanly possible. Chenle had barely enough time to recover from the roller coaster ride a few minutes ago and now you’re already on your way to hop in to another one.”

“Fine. We can rest. I don’t think my ears can handle any more of your screaming.”

You can hear Chenle complaining under his breath. The two of you went to the horror house a while ago and there was a high-pitched screaming the whole time. You’ve been teasing him with it ever since.

“I told you, that wasn’t me!”

“The only person inside is you and me. And I don’t remember screaming my own name for fifteen minutes.”

His mouth opened like he was about to say something, but he stopped midway and just took your hand to drag you at the nearest bench. He sat you down first before he took the seat right next to you, both palms on his face and trying to give himself a moment to breathe.

As much as you wished to torment that guy to death, he really looked sick to his stomach. He can barely lift his head up without taking deep breaths.

“You alright?”

You said as you patted his back gently, giving some time to relax and a moment to breathe.

“I’m fine. I did say that I’ll do anything for you today.”

He takes one last breathe before getting up the bench, only to lean on one side too much and almost toppling over.

“Yeah. I think were done for the day. You can barely stand up.”

You sat him back at the bench and caressed his back to get him to relax. Not even a minute after sitting back down, he did a thumbs up to let you know that he’s doing fine already.

“What time is it?”

“4:30. Why?”

He tried his best to stand up and keep himself still. This time, his attempt was successful.

“I’ll drive you home.”

“Are you sure?”

“You can barely stand up. What makes you think that you can drive?”

“Just trust me.”

///

Sure enough, you both got to your house unscathed.

He told you to step out of the car, which you did, and he smoothly backed the car to your garage.

“How was that?”

He said smugly just as he came out of the car, keys jingling on his fingers once again. You can joke about his motion sickness but you can’t comment on his driving.

Chenle was then about to enter your house, but you stopped him just before he turned the doorknob.

“You know what, I had a lot of fun today. It’s probably the best birthday slash Valentine’s Day that I’ve had a whole life. I think you deserve this…”

You held up your fist into a ball and pretended to land a punch to his face. He winced, which gave you and opportunity to tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

He stood there frozen for a few seconds, but it was replaced by a cheeky, boyish smile that he’s been hiding from you the whole time that you know him.

You twisted the doorknob and stepped inside your house first, when a popping sound greeted you from inside.

Turns out, those were party poppers.

“Surprise!”

Your whole family is there, alongside all of your friends from way back highschool.

“Sorry for missing you this morning sweetie, we needed some time for the party preparations. Chenle did a good job of distracting you the whole day.”

An arm wrapped itself on your shoulders and gave it a tight squeeze. It didn’t take long for you to find out who it was.

“She made me ride the roller coaster, twice.”

“Stop being a baby. I asked you the second time but you refused to come with me.”

Laughter fills the room and it went for the rest of the night. The celebration wasn’t fancy but it was enough for you to realize what life you’re missing in the real world. And as much you want to make it longer, sooner or later you’re going to have to come back to your old life.

That time was the next day.

///

February 14,202x again / 6:00 AM

The shrill sounds of the alarm clock woke you up, but you were smiling ear to ear. Something about your dream have placed you in a very good mood. Too bad you can’t remember the specific details. All you know is that there’s a car, the shop, the theme park… Zhong Chenle.

Why would it be a nice dream if your boss was in it?

Before you started conspiring some theories, you shook it off and started to get ready for today. To your surprise, the alarm woke you up on time. This means that you can take your sweet time in getting ready, possibly even make yourself an English breakfast for a change.

Your plans are foiled, however, when you realized that the kitchen wasn’t empty.

“Happy birthday…”

Your mom came from the living room to give you the tightest hug. She hasn’t hugged you like this for a long time, so you reciprocated and pulled her in a tighter embrace.

“I’m sorry that this is all we can afford for now…”

She sits you down the table and pushed the small bento cake right in front you. It is not bigger as your hands, but the pink icing and the decorations looked so delicate and beautiful.

“I promise to make you a better cake next year.”

“This is all I need Mom, thank you for doing this.”

///

Everything is going smoothly today. The bus is on time and the driver even gave you a small Valentine’s card as you went inside. For the first time in your life, you looked at the streets painted different shades of red and you’re perfectly fine with it.

You even got to work early. Doors are still shut down when you got there, so you decided to climb up the storage window so you don’t have to wait outside. As instructed, you finally locked it behind you and made it a point to be on time so you’ll never have to use it again.

You started with work right away, cleaning up as much as you can before everyone gets there. While you were mopping the main shop, you can hear keys jingling from outside, meaning that your boss already got there. The door swings forward and upon turning around, he opened the lights, only to see you standing in the middle of the shop.

He screamed at an ungodly pitch and almost fell down at his place.

“Oh, it’s just you. That wasn’t me, alright? ”

He dusted himself off tried his act together and be as cold as before, only to be embarrassed because you kept laughing at his face.

You tried to keep a straight face and bowed at him to excuse yourself. If your tardiness won’t get you fired today, it would probably be your excessive laughing.

“This is the horror house all over again.”

You swear that you heard him mumble something else, but you weren’t sure if you heard it right.

What are the odds that he dreamt about a horror house too, right?

Before you got the chance to go though, he said something that made your heart race for the rest of the day.

“You were there too, right? I just want you to know that that was really me.”

You turned around to see if he’s joking, but instead found a smiling Chenle at the other end of the shop.

“I actually liked you for a while now. So forgive me for always lashing out on you.”

He placed his hands on his pockets and walked slowly towards you, his head down while he tried to hide his shy smile.

“Happy birthday Y/N. I don’t mind repeating that day again... just don’t make me ride the roller coaster twice this time.”

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Dan Stevens, who grew up in Wales and south-east England, spent his summer holidays at the National Youth Theater at the age of 15, and he was drawn to the stage while studying English in Cambridge. Since his big breakthrough as Matthew Crawley in the hit series “Downton Abbey”, he has also repeatedly appeared in films such as “Inside Wikileaks - The Fifth Force”, “At Night in the Museum: The Secret Tomb” or “Beauty and the Beast” . Most recently, Stevens played the Russian Schnösel singer Lemtov in the Oscar-nominated comedy “Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga” from Netflix. At the beginning of June, the German film “Ich bin dein Mensch” by Maria Schrader celebrated at the Summer Berlinale Premiere, which starts on 1.7. comes to German cinemas regularly. Stevens plays the role of a love robot in it. Unlike on the screen, however, the 38-year-old prefers to speak English in the zoom-conducted interview. He chose a brick wall with a lion motif as the digital background. No allusion to the song “Lion of Love” from “Eurovision Song Contest”, but a photo of the famous Ishtar Gate in Berlin’s Pergamon Museum, where “I am your human” was filmed last summer.

Mr. Stevens, in your new film “I am your human” you play a humanoid robot that is entirely geared towards fulfilling the romantic needs of a skeptical scientist. You yourself recently described the film as “delightfully German”. How did you mean that?

I wanted to say that here pretty big questions - such as what actually makes a person or how much perfection love can take - are negotiated in a very light-footed, elegant and sometimes humorous way. In my experience that is a very German quality. At least I have often seen with many of my German colleagues and friends that they are very good at not discussing difficult issues exclusively deadly serious and melancholy.

Where does your personal connection to Germany and the German language come from?

My parents had friends who lived in Bielefeld and we used to visit them in North Rhine-Westphalia during the school holidays. Traveled from England by car! That’s how I learned a little German as a child, and later I learned it as a subject at school. I even did a short internship there through our friends in Bielefeld. I really love the language. Funnily enough, I was later able to use my knowledge of German professionally, because my first film was “Hilde”, in which I was next to Heike Makatsch played the British actor and director David Cameron, who was married to Hildegard Knef. After that, I always hoped that there might be another chance to speak German in front of the camera, because playing in a foreign language is an exciting challenge. When the chance arose to shoot “I am your person”, I could hardly believe my luck.

Did you know the director Maria Schrader who gave you this chance?

Funnily enough, when the script for the film landed on my table, I had just watched the Netflix series “Unorthodox”, which she directed. I had also watched a few episodes of “Deutschland 89”. In general, I knew that she was a great German actress, not least because friends who knew their way around the German theater scene often raved about her. Working with her was a joy now. Her understanding of actors is quite instinctive and brilliant. I have seldom seen someone who can help an actor who is having difficulties with a scene with such simple means.

The fact that you had already seen “Unorthodox” shows, of course, how quickly “I am your person” must have been implemented in the past year …

Oh yes, that was really quick. In March I was still in New York and was about to premiere a new play on Broadway. But then the pandemic came, everything was canceled and I flew back to my family in Los Angeles. A few weeks later, Maria and I met each other via Zoom - and shortly afterwards I was sitting outside in a café in the Berlin June sun for the first time in months to discuss the upcoming shoot with her. That was pretty surreal because I hadn’t actually left the house since March.

Is it correct that you oriented yourself to Cary Grant and Jimmy Stewart to portray the romantically programmed robot Tom?

In any case, these were role models that Maria and I spoke about. When you think of the game between the two of them, you always see an enormous clarity and directness. Cary Grant, for example, was always quite funny, especially in his romantic roles, but also flawless in an almost artificial way from today’s perspective. I found that very suitable for a robot. Apart from the fact that the ideas that Tom and his algorithm have of romance and love are certainly also shaped by the classic romantic comedies from Hollywood. Oh, the woman is sad, so I’ll bring her flowers! Such automatisms from the stories from back then were very appropriate for Tom now.

Keyword role models: Who shaped you in your career as an actor?

There were of course many. Jimmy Stewart was certainly something of a role model. My mom and I watched a lot of his films when I was little and I was always impressed by the kind of sweet tragedy that went into all of his roles. But maybe Robin Williams’ work influenced me even more. I always found the incredible variety of his films remarkable. He could make his audience laugh hysterically like no other, but also move them to tears in other roles. I always wanted to emulate this range.

In fact, the range of your roles is enormous and ranges from the Disney blockbuster “Beauty and the Beast” to a comic adaptation in series format such as “Legion” to bulky independent films such as “Her Smell” or the horror thriller “The Rental “, Which we just released on DVD. Is there a method behind this diversity?

Not in principle. I like variety, but I’m not just looking for roles that are as different as possible from one another. Rather, there are always similar factors that I use to select my projects. Sometimes there is a certain director that I really want to work with. Or the role itself is irresistible because it presents me with acting challenges. And sometimes a script is just fantastically written and I am interested in the topics it is about. With “I am your person” it was definitely the latter, especially since the timing was just right. In 2020 there were so many societal questions that ultimately touched the core of human existence. Such a script, which deals with something very similar in a light-footed way, was just fitting.

A few years ago you said in a questionnaire from the British Guardians that your greatest weakness was not being able to make up your mind. So every time you are offered a role, do you ponder whether you should accept?

No, no, when a script appeals to me, it actually does it very quickly. It’s such a gut feeling. If I’m unsure and skeptical, that’s a good indicator that this is not the right thing for me. That with the difficulty in making decisions related rather to something else. For example, it takes me forever to order in a restaurant because I can never decide what on the menu appeals to me the most.

You became famous with the role of Matthew Crawley in the series "Downton Abbey”. Did you immediately suspect at the time that something big was going on?

At first we were all pretty clueless. There are really many British history series, and we were one of them. When the first season aired in the US and was a huge success there, it was pretty unexpected. I never expected the impact the series would have on my career.

Barely ten years later, are you still being asked about the role?

Oh yes, regularly. Probably nothing will change about that either. I got out after three seasons!

In the meantime, however, the flamboyant Russian singer Alexander Lemtov from “Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga” should also be a character with whom you will be immediately associated, right?

Right, it has been mentioned more and more recently when people recognize me on the street. This charming, silly film obviously had a nerve with the audience last year in the middle of the corona pandemic. Especially since the real Eurovision Song Contest had been canceled.

The film was the number one topic of conversation on the Internet for a while - and Lemtov GIFs and memes were everywhere. Did you follow that?

It was really hard to avoid it. I wasn’t looking specifically for what people were posting. But of course my friends passed a lot on to me, and there were already some very funny Lemtov things. But he’s also a figure made for GIFs.

Another question every British actor under 40 has to put up with these days: Would you like to become the next James Bond?

Oh, of course, everyone gets to hear this question again and again who meets certain criteria. But it is completely hypothetical. Although a few years ago I read in an audio book by Ian Fleming’s “Casino Royale”.

You mentioned earlier that you and your family have lived in the United States for a long time. How big is your homesickness?

I actually feel very comfortable in Los Angeles. But every now and then I miss the sidewalk culture of European cities. People on foot, street cafes, things like that. Last year the longing for it was particularly great, although it was of course clear to me that there was a state of emergency in Europe too. In any case, I found myself reading books that were set in Europe and made me homesick. Which is why the unexpected trip to Berlin was really a boon.

You are also an avid cricketer. That’s certainly difficult in Los Angeles, isn’t it?

There are quite a few cricket clubs here. The only problem is that the few people who do the sport here are so good at it that I have problems keeping up. That’s why I always lose sight of the matter here a little. Even as a pure TV viewer, it is not easy to stay on the ball, because of course there is no cricket broadcast here at prime time. But as soon as I’m home in England in the summer, I really want to play again!

#ich bin dein mensch #i'm your man #dan stevens #maria schrader #faz.net #interview #long post

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Mark x reader // FLUFF, SMUT Summary: Mark is your secret boyfriend and you’re crazy about each other. Word Count: 1,500 Warnings: Unprotected sex, slight nipple play, cursing Note: Watch this first to enjoy the “yes, baby” experience with Mark Lee. It’s a video of Mark saying “yes, baby” during Beyond Live concert hihi. REPOSTED

Who would’ve thought knocking at the Lee’s residence drunk, and throwing yourself to Mark will get you both to admit the feelings you’ve been keeping from each other? That night was one for the books and will forever stay in your memory. You remember Mark got shy after kissing you and you needed to hold his hand to keep him calm in order to continue the kiss.

Now Mark’s confidence is already on the next level. Every time you kiss him, he doesn’t need you to hold him anymore. His hands are all over your body or caging you in his arms and keeping you close like someone might steal you from him. Soon, make out sessions in his room turned into something else and the next thing you know is you’re at Jaemin’s party having a quickie with Mark at the bathroom. Who would’ve thought your childhood friend, neighbour and best friend will be your secret boyfriend. No one knows about this relationship besides you and Mark because you both enjoy this world you two built.

It’s a Friday night and as tradition, you stay over at Mark’s for Netflix and chill. Even Mark’s parents are clueless about what’s really happening between the two of you. But they secretly wishes you two to end up with each other even though you’re basically a sister to Mark. Their asian household is strict: pray before eating and lights off at 9.

After dinner, you two excitedly head to Mark’s room for the much awaited privacy. The moment Mark’s door closes, his lips crashes onto yours completely uncontrollable. You can taste the watermelon he ate, the sweetness is still on his lips it made you dive more into the kiss. “Can I call you baby now?” He asks. Well after calling you by your name the whole day, it’s reasonable he’d ask you that question. Of course you nod and walks him towards his bed, “start the movie, I’ll go shower first” and you left him on his bed needy and hard.

Halfway through the movie, you feel Mark’s hands playing with the ends of your shirt. You shook your head and told him, “Not until your mom checks up on us. She could catch us making out” he rolls his eyes and kissed you on the cheek. It’s a good thing that he picked a Marvel movie, it made you two so into the action scenes and so focused to the plot. When Mark’s mom came in, she wouldn’t notice the sexual tension. “Good night kids” she said before closing the door.

Mark ran into the door to lock it and hovers on top of you when he came back, his lips found yours again. “Okay, girlfriend mode on” you said with a devilish grin. “Thats more I like it” he whispers between kisses. Silent giggles surrounds the room as you two get naked in front each other. Meeting in the middle of his bed hands intertwined, chest to chest, you on top of him. “What do you want to do tonight, hmm?” you kissed his abs feeling it go up and down as he breathes. “I’d like to talk tonight, is that okay?” to be honest you didn’t expect him to answer that.

“Sure, about what?”

“Us y/n, what we have is real and clearly were not just fuck buddies here. We’ve been together for half a year now. I don’t understand why do we need to hide” he doesn’t look irritated or mad which confused you. Clearly he just wanted to stop hiding and being each other’s secret anymore.

“I understand, Im sorry. Me too, lately I’ve been tired of hiding. We’re not doing something wrong here but sometimes when people asks or suspects, it feels like it’s wrong. And I hate it” hiding the relationship sometimes exhausts you because you had to lie to your friends. Someday they’ll hate you for keeping the truth from them when you can just simply tell the truth.

“Baby, you know” you waited for him to continue.

He lets go of your hand and used both of his arms as pillow behind his head. “You’re my dream girl, my private porn star, fresh watermelon in the summer and my guitar all wrapped in one” both of you laughed at what he just said making you both cover each other’s mouths to muffle the sounds of laughter. Mark is a great mood changer and you’re thankful for that.

“Baby, we need to be quiet tonight, okay?” he reminded you before kissing you again. It’s obvious that he’s horny tonight and it’s a good thing you are too. But you’re way ahead of him, his perfect body underneath you is enough to make you moan and cum undone. You pull away from the kiss and sat on top of him comfortably. His hands went straight kneading your boobs, pinching your nipple before he suck it and licking it like ice cream.

As Mark is busy doing whatever he wants with your boobs, you’re busy making his cock hard pumping it a few times so you could put it in your cunt already. Gently pushing your boyfriend away from your boobs, he put his arm behind his head again letting you do what you want with him. You slide his cock in you feeling the familiar stretch that only Mark can give you. Heavy breaths before you roll your hips making you grab your boobs, lips parted as you enjoy the feeling of Mark’s cock inside you.

“Yes, baby” he urge you to dive more into lust.

“Yes, baby” he repeats.

You use your boyfriend’s cock to make yourself cum as many times you want. Listening to Mark’s encouragements as he watch you on top of him roll your hips smooth and sexy. In his eyes you look so hot and beautiful, all he can do now is let you use him to go off which he willingly did. Listening to your quiet sweet moans whenever you go slow. Hearing you groan and gasp whenever you hit a nerve. Loving how you look so hot with furrow brows and your eyes not leaving his as you bounce up and down on his cock. Your right hand is on your mouth careful not to be so loud as you push yourself to your limits and cum three times in a row.

“Sorry baby” legs shaking as you catch your breath while you lay on his chest. You thought he will hate you for not cumming together but his arms wrapped around your shivering body. “It was hot just watching you go off. On top of me” he giggle beneath you as you gather all your strength to move yourself on the mattress and lay beside Mark.

“Do you want to cum?” what kind of question is that, you thought for a second.

“Will you let me?” he asked and you can only nod with a big smile.

In a matter of seconds, Mark is in between your legs pumping his hard cock in front of your slit. Stretching your cunt again, making you gasp and roll your head back. “Hold tight, you might cum again. With me this time” your boyfriend whispers as he fucks you deep and sharp with the first few thrusts. Completely making you both moan a little louder than usual. Your hand goes on his mouth to muffle the sounds but he fucking bit you and asked for a kiss instead. The kiss made him even more horny and brought him on edge, his sharp thrusts changed into sloppy ones. You accidentally clench your pussy making Mark pull away from the kiss and proceed to biting your shoulder until he cums.

The sudden rush and sting on your shoulder pushed you on edge and made you cum again for the fourth time tonight.

Still riding his high, his hips are rolling slow making his cum drip on his dark blue sheets. Removing his cock from you, It amazed him how you looked even more sexy with his cum dripping from your cunt. “Oops. Let me get that for you” and without any warning his finger brushed on your slit, flicking his finger a few times to make you sensitive and drill his finger on your clit to make you cum again. “Mark, you’re unbelievable” you try to get away from his finger, pushing him away and closing your legs trying to resist from moaning.

“okay okay. I promise that’s the last one. I’ve had my fun” he winks and removes his finger. As you calm down, beside your tired boyfriend you reached for his arms and made him hug you close. Close enough to feel Mark’s hot breath, you showered him with kisses. Peck after peck, he scrunch his nose as he enjoys what you’re doing. “How can you be so cute now when you just came on top of me and on my finger just a few minutes ago” he asks pushing away strands of your hair from your face.

“Baby, I have a problem. I’m horny again” you whine, pouting in front of him. “Can I ride you again?” you added he just laughed and shook his head in disbelief and eventually nods. You shower him with kisses again thanking him as you sat on top of him with one leg on each of his side making him grab your boobs. Again.

“Y/n, you’re unbelievable” he giggles.

................................................. Masterlist

I figure I should write something light and sweet. I’ve been forgetting to write about something simple these days, so heres one simple fic about being hungry for Mark.

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