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Hi!! Can I request a NSFW alphabet for Kashimo?? Thanks❤️ take care of yourself ❤️❤️

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Uh, and you touch yourself after hours

NSFW ALPHABET w/ KASHIMO HAJIME

cw: mature & suggestive themes, ooc kashimo (ofc), improper use of cursed technique, mdni, etc.

the way i was so excited for this 🤭🤭 like lowkey this is my first request. ty very much & i hope you enjoy it! <33

A ╲ AFTERCARE.

to put it bluntly, kashimo was not good at aftercare— at first. once you two were done he was jumping out of bed (or leaving you against some random surface he had pinned you against), leaving to go back to what he was doing previously. when you finally opened your mouth and explained you needed aftercare (especially given how rough he was), kashimo obliged, albeit begrudgingly. the next few times however, he’s come to enjoy it as much as you do; feeling light at the way you would smile each time he gently massaged you or picked you up. just seeing you content and safe with him soothed him.

B ╲ BODYPART.

kashimo hajime takes pride in his physique, and he should; given he’s spent many years honing his skills and body to become a great sorcerer. but to pick a favorite, it would have to be his arms. they’re reliable, strong enough to take down cursed spirits without as much as a sweat, and strong enough to lift and move you around how he pleases. even if you are a bigger girl, he doesn’t care— even gets a little offended if you think he’s gonna drop you. he’s always proved you wrong.

this one is easy. kashimo is definitely an ass man. i’m sorry, he is. the man claims he always walks behind you for safety but most of the time his eyes are trained on your ass. loves the way it feels his hands when he grabs it, or how you whine when he spanks you; he can’t get enough of it. and when he’s taking you from behind his eyes are trained on that exact spot, watching the way your cheeks shake with each thrust into you. it’s so erotic to him.

C ╲ CUM.

i like to think kashimo eats well given his form and stamina, so his cum wouldn’t taste bad at all. it’s not fruity or magical, or anything; but it isn’t something you don’t mind swallowing. it’s thick and a pearly white.

i’m sorry, i couldn’t go into detail because talking about this made me laugh.

D ╲ DIRTY SECRET.

now, the first time you ever asked kashimo to lightly electrocute you, he mocked you. lowkey called you a pervert and teased you heavily for it— but you ended up getting your wish. just a gentle shock every now and then to send you over the edge, watching your face change to the prettiest expression ever.

so, one day, the idea pops into his head. he could electrocute himself just to see what the fuss was about. it took a minute for kashimo to actually do it after the idea plagued his mind, given he found it a little embarrassing and weird.

but when he’s seated on your shared bed, legs open while fisting his cock with one hand— close to releasing, he does it. focusing on his sensitive tip and pushing himself over the edge. the sound that released from him was downright pornographic, tremors running through his body as he slowly recovered.

he’s only done that once. and no, he would never tell you about it.

E ╲ EXPERIENCE.

plenty experienced. he hasn’t had boat loads of sex with other people, but enough so he knows what he’s doing.

F ╲ FAVORITE POSITION.

anything that shows off his strength & allows him to see your face clearly. so definitely a mating press. he hates the way you cover your face from him, so this a sure fire way to make sure he sees everything.

full nelson is also a second favorite, with cowgirl being the third. of course, even if you’re on top he has all the control.

G ╲ GOOFY.

is not overly serious during sex. he’s not cracking jokes or anything, but he will smile at you — albeit mischievously — and chuckle if you say something he finds funny.

H ╲ HAIR.

first & foremost, the carpet matches the drapes. we were all wondering & i’m here to confirm it.

kashimo keeps himself tidied, not a lot of hair there for his own preference. his happy trail isn’t thick either, a soft tuft of cyan running down under his navel.

I ╲ INTIMACY.

kashimo can be sweet when he wants to be, when he thinks you deserve it. if you’ve been good he’s for calling you sweetheart or pretty girl, complimenting the way you look under him. lips never detaching himself from your own. if he knows you’re having a bad day, he will worship your body, taking care of you numerous times before he even pushes into you. ignores your pleads for his cock, declaring he needs to explore every inch of you and remind you how beautiful you are.

when you aren’t being good, well.. the sweetness is paired with degradation that would make any other girl cry.

J ╲ JACK OFF.

hajime doesn’t jack off a lot as he much rather get pleasure from you. the few times he does are when he’s away from you, yet his mind is still completely swarmed with you. your body, your voice, that one time you bent over infront of him in shorts. he gets frustrated though during it, annoyed he’s using his hand instead of your pretty mouth or pussy.

K ╲ KINK.

i like to think he has quite a few such as: breeding, dumbification, spanking, choking, & breath play. & no i will not be elaborating :)

L ╲ LOCATION.

kashimo is not picky about location. doesn’t care where you are, doesn’t care whose around— if he’s aroused, he’s pulling you to the nearest private spot and going to town. it’s exactly why you’re so careful when the two of you are in public, assuring you aren’t switching infront of him or leaning down near him.

but of course, all that carefulness doesn’t work.

M ╲ MOTIVATION.

simply you turn him on. you in a dress, you naked, you in pants, you cooking, you, you, you. the first thoughts he has are innocent enough until they delve deeper, relishing in the fact you are his and only his. that’s enough to turn him on, amazed at how lucky he got to get you.

but in special situations, you wearing anything that hugs your body. so he sees every curve, roll, everything.

N ╲ NO.

no sharing you. will never share you. it’s a hard no.

O ╲ ORAL.

before i even started writing for this man i labeled him as a munch, i mean— look at him?? will eat the pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if he could.

that’s not to say he doesn’t like you going down on him, kashimo loves it nearly as much as he loves eating you out. loves watching the way you choke on him, pretty lips wrapped around his cock while your tear filled eyes stare up at him. you looked so pretty to him, and he’ll tell you so— all while shoving himself deeper inside; tip hitting your poor throat.

P ╲ PACE.

most times kashimo fucks you fast and deeply, making you come within a manner of minutes. he’s in no rush, he just enjoys watching you come undone so easily from him.

when he’s being gentle and slow, it doesn’t last long given how needy you can be. something he loves but loves more to mock you on.

Q ╲ QUICKIE.

doesn’t mind them, but prefers to take his time with you or rather make you orgasm at least more than once. but, if he can get one in, he will.

R ╲ RISK.

depends on the risk. if it’s something that can hurt you badly, it’s a no. using his cursed technique is the only exception really. sure, you’re cute when crying but he would hate to hurt you badly.

now risk when it comes to public sex is something he doesn’t mind. mostly because, anyone that questions you or him better be able to beat him in a fight.

S ╲ STAMINA.

he’s a trained martial artist and an excellent jujutsu sorcerer— he could go on for hours if you left him.

T ╲ TOYS.

kashimo doesn’t own toys himself, you and his hand is enough for him. however, he doesn’t care if you use toys on yourself. not an insecure man, knows you’ll come crawling once the intimate objects are not enough.

the first time he catches you using a toy (it was a dildo), he plays up the jealous/annoyed lover act (you seeing through it instantly), ordering you to continue infront of him. all the while he softly teased and mocks you, asking if it was enough for you, did it fill you like he did? and when you finally come from it, you turn to him thinking he would touch you.

to your disappointment, kashimo left you there, a mess.

U ╲ UNFAIR.

a relentless teaser. all for denying you release or making you beg for it. loves watching you struggle to form words whether from how embarrassed you are or from how dumb he’s fucking you.

V ╲ VOLUME.

is not a loud man. when the two of you first got to together it was almost like fucking a serial killer. he wasn’t completely quite but grunts and moans were definitely kept to a minimum.

this changed however, when you informed him you liked to hear him. now he will stuff his face into your neck when he’s close, groaning right there against your ear.

W ╲ WILDCARD.

doubt there’s anything wilder then electrocuting himself.

X ╲ X-RAY.

typical martial artist physique; built and lanky with strong, large arms. muscular thighs with a (surprisingly) small waist.

moving on, the man is hung. a good 5-6 inches with a swollen tip and a thick base. loves to wear sweatpants around you because you are not good at hiding your glances to his crotch.

Y ╲ YEARNING.

his sex drive matches yours. if you want to fuck like bunnies, he’ll match that. if you want to fuck every other week, that’s fine too. he didn’t seek out a relationship with you only for sex and besides, kashimo has other things to do.

Z ╲ ZZZZ.

rarely does he go to sleep straight after sex. most of the time he’s not tired and will just sit there with you until you fall asleep. only then will he get up to do something whether to train or make you something to eat for when you wake up.

he never leaves for a mission while you’re asleep. much rather wait for you to wake up or wake you up himself.

#mechahrt #mdni #hajime kashimo #hajime kashimo x black!reader #hajime kashimo x reader #jjk x black reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk smut #smut #black!reader

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wordslostforever · 11 months

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Couples Therapy | Final chapter

Final Chapter "This might just work for us this time"

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/fem!reader

Summary: When your marriage with Wanda starts to fall apart, you both decide to have a last chance by going to a professional, for your son's sake, and your own.

Warnings: 16+! Fluff, minor angst, suggestives jokes and sexual implications, kissing, flirting.

bold are your text messages.

A/N: Thank you for all the likes, reblogs and comments, I really thought nobody was going to read what I wrote out boredom (Just an excuse, I actually just love Wanda), so thank you so much.

Enjoy!

Ch. 4 "I never stopped loving you"

Word count: 4.8k

“Who are you sleeping with?”

Natasha’s voice made you frown, taking your attention off your phone to immediately give her a weird look.

“What?” You tried to play it off, but you weren't going to be able to, not with Natasha.

“I’m pretty sure you are not looking at cat pictures and smiling like an idiot for no reason.” Natasha explained easily, adding, “Besides, you are glowing. Like when you got marrie- Oh my god! You got back together with Wanda, didn’t you?”

“Of course not. You are so ridiculous sometimes, Nat.” You rolled your eyes, feeling your phone vibrate in your hand, biting your lip to try and not smile. “Can I just be glowing without a reason? Maybe I’m just happy that Billy got the main role in a play or that Tommy’s soccer team won.”

“Sure, you can be. I still don’t believe you though, but I’ll let it go just this time.” Natasha said, dropping herself beside you on the couch and changing the channel on your tv.

She was wrong, you and Wanda didn’t get back together. Not really. After that conversation that you both had after Tony’s party five month ago, you decided to give it a chance, but you both didn’t want to rush anything, less affect your kids with the idea either. You tried to keep it a secret from everyone, so there wasn’t pressure, nor judgment thrown at both of you.

“Who is Scarlet… witch?” Natasha frowned confused, peering at your phone notification that lightened your phone screen. You chuckled. “And why did she send a kneeling girl emoji…?”

“Nobody.” You answered, turning off your phone. “And stop reading my texts.”

“Maybe you should turn your text notification off.” Natasha said, before she raised her eyebrows with a smirk, pointing at your phone with her head. “Well, whoever that is, good for you.”

‘My knees still hurt from kneeling yesterday…’

You rolled your eyes at Natasha, opening the chat a second later to answer, reading the chat completely.

‘What are you doing?’

Scarlet witch: ‘kneeling emoji’

Scarlet witch: My knees still hurt from kneeling yesterday from trying to screw the water tube under the sink.

Scarlet witch: And now it is still flooding the kitchen with water.

Scarlet witch: I’m five seconds away from breaking the sink in half.

‘Do you need a hand?’

Scarlet witch: Please, I need your magic hands.

‘Be there in 20’

You looked at your side to see Natasha glancing, very blatantly, at your phone again. You groaned, turning it off. Natasha laughed at you, rolling her eyes with a small shake of her head. You stood from the couch, annoyed.

“Magic hands?” Natasha said teasingly before watching you scoff and blush. “Is it Wanda, perhaps, the scarlet witch?”

“No, and stop asking.”

Hearing Natasha’s laugh, you stepped out of the apartment. In the drive to Wanda’s house you thought about how you two started talking more often, even daily. Taking things slow was something you both needed and for some reason it was working really well.

Wanda had taken you on dates, and you had taken her on them. The silly dates at the coffee shop, the cinema and fancy restaurants. It was weird to think that every time you went out with her, you felt like you were in college, which was a surprise for both of you.

Things with you and Wanda were working again, and it felt really nice.

When you stepped out of the car, and walked to the door, you didn’t have time to knock before it opened, the twins coming out and hugging you.

“Mom!” Billy smiled at you, and Tommy grabbed your hand pulling you inside, while his twin closed the door behind your back.

“Look! We finished the costumes.”

You tilted your head confused, before Tommy and Billy stood in front of you, Billy had a foam shield in his hand and Tommy a sword. You chuckled looking at their hand-made jedi looking clothes.

“Wow, you two made those?” You asked, smiling at them and Billy shook his head. Tommy at his side swinging his sword.

“No, mom did!” Billy nodded, putting his hood on. “We don’t know how to sew yet.”

“Are we going out today?” Tommy asked you, placing his sword in his belt with dramatism.

“No, not today.” You answered them, looking at the frame door of the kitchen where Wanda was looking at you, hands on her hips. “A little bird told me that the kitchen was broken.”

“Oh, yeah, mom couldn’t fix it. And my socks got wet.” Tommy answered, and you were about to comment something but the sound of Billy's voice distracted you.

“I will bring you down, Thomas.” With a sound effect made by himself, he took the sword off his belt and pointed it at Tommy, who immediately followed his action, ready to fight.

“Not today, William.”

You laughed when they started fighting with their swords, making a sound effect on their own as they swung their swords at each other.

You walked to Wanda, trying to not step inside their battle zone. Wanda tilted her head at you, standing straight when you stood in front of her with a smile.

“They've been doing that all day.” Wanda said, turning around for you to follow inside the kitchen.

“Driving you crazy again?” You asked, looking at the sink and the floor covered in wet towels, meeting Wanda’s gaze.

“What’s driving me crazy is the f- the sink.” Wanda stopped the word coming out of her mouth, and you smiled at her.

“Are you sure it's just the sink?” You raised your eyebrows playfully. “Maybe I'm driving you crazy.”

“Just get on your knees.” Wanda pushed your shoulder down, and you fell on one knee in front of the sink and in front of her. She smiled with mischief before pointing at the sink with her head. “Please, detka, fix the damn sink for me, will you?”

“Always so demanding, aren’t you?” You rolled your eyes, falling completely on your knees on top of one of the wet towels, and facing the pipe under the sink. She kneeled to your side, looking at the dripping tube behind the pipe while you grabbed the wrench and placed it on the screw.

You tried to force the screw, with the strength that you had, but you didn’t feel it move, and tried to force it the other way. Wanda abruptly stopped you with her hand, shaking her head.

“You are going to open it and flood the kitchen with water.”

“It’s just a little so I can screw it close again. It’s stuck, that’s why it’s not screwing right.” You told her, and she dropped her hand from your arm nodding. “Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”

You weren’t lying, no, but you miscalculated how much you unscrewed, because one second to another, you had unscrewed it too much, and the tube popped off and the water started to fall everywhere.

“Y/n!” Wanda tried to stop the water from coming out from the sink with her hands, but she couldn't do much, and you went further under the sink, looking for the valve of the water. You found it, and turned it close, stopping the water.

You laughed when you moved outside the sink feeling your back completely drenched.

“What happened?” You heard the steps of your sons coming closer, and the question being asked at your back.

“Nothing, mom just made a tiny mistake.” You said, smiling sideways apologetically at Wanda, who looked at you scondingly with her head tilted. “Would you mind bringing more towels, boys?

You heard the positive response of your kids before their steps were out of your reach to hear. That’s when Wanda’s hand punched your shoulder softly, looking at you with a frown.

“Couldn’t you have closed the water before screwing the tube!?” Wanda asked you and you winced, biting your tongue. “You said you knew what you were doing.”

“I could have, I just didn’t think of it until it happened.” You excused yourself, “And besides, having you by my side it’s really distracting.”

“Flirting won’t take you out of it.”

“No?”

“No,” Wanda stood up, not even trying to hide the smile that formed in her lips at your comment. She offered her hand to you, and you took it, pulling yourself up with her help. “you have to help me clean now.”

“I think the tube was broken.” Wanda looked at you, after you said as you mindlessly touched your wet back.

“So, you unscrewed it for no reason?” She asked, and you nodded, stopping yourself when you saw Wanda’s expression. “Are you kidding me!?”

“Sorry!” You laughed when she grabbed the kitchen towel and softly punched you on your side, laughing with you after. “Do you mind if I borrow one of your shirts? I think mine got a little bit wet.”

That was the first time in months that you all ate dinner together at the same table. And it made you feel at home again, watching your kids chat happily while you and Wanda heard them talk about anything.

You left when night settled deeper in the sky, and the sleep time for the twins was just ticking in the clock. You helped Wanda put them to bed before you went to the entry of the house, Wanda following behind and standing under the frame door as you watched her from the porch.

“Thanks for coming here to help me with the sink,” Wanda said, crossing her arm over her chest, trying to stop the cold breeze of the night. “Even if you made it kind of worse.”

“True, but you know, I had to try and impress you.” You said chessely and Wanda wrinkled her nose at the statement, cringing softly. “How else am I supposed to get the girl of my dreams?”

“You are so dumb,” She answered with a playful roll of her eyes, giving at step toward you. “You are my wife, you got me already.”

“Putting a ring on my finger already, Maximoff? What about a kiss first?” You said, raising your eyebrows at her, watching as a smile grew on her lips. She grabbed your waist softly, and you gasped when she pulled you closer.

When you saw her face get closer, and her hands squeeze your hips, you closed your eyes expecting for her lips to find yours. You were startled when she kissed your cheek, and then pulled you even closer in a hug.

“Would it be wrong of me to say ‘I love you’ this soon?” Wanda whispered in your ear, and you grabbed her shirt in her stomach softly and smiled.

“You said ‘I love you’ two months after we started dating. I don’t think thirteen years later is considered too soon.” You said, and Wanda buried her head into you even more. “I love you, Wanda”

“I love you too, Y/n”

******

Last year was really hard to handle, the idea of holidays and the birthdays for the twins were discussed between you and Wanda many times before they happened, and it also dropped the question whether it was healthy and okay for your kids to spend their holidays in separated homes, or if it was better to be together.

Co-parenting with Wanda wasn’t a hard thing to do, just because you two never resented nor hated each other to make it impossible for you to be in the same room together.

That’s why you decided to spend the holidays together last year, and the twins' birthday too. It was solely focused on them, and any problem between you two was out of the window the moment you were all together. And it seemed to work for you kids.

Now that Christmas was coming soon enough, and both of your families and friends wanted to spend the holiday together, there was no problem whatsoever with you nor Wanda. The problem was that you and Wanda were trying to date for a while now, and the idea of pretending not to be in front of everyone was a challenge.

Why you kept it a secret was simple, because if it didn’t work out, no one else but you and Wanda could get hurt by it, even less your children. Was it healthy to lie to your friend about it? Maybe not, but you didn’t make the best choices anyway.

Christmas eve was chaotic, it was celebrated at Wanda's place and the moment you stepped inside, chaos ensued. Pietro and Monica’s daughter, Luna, and Tony’s and Pepper’s daughter, Morgan, were already playing outside in the yard with the twins.

You and Wanda helped in the kitchen and everyone helped to make the dinner and fix the table. The evening was full of chatter between friends.

Nobody suspected a thing, or you hoped, because taking your eyes off your “Ex-wife'' was a challenge, and the way Wanda playfully scolded you with a look every time she caught you staring made it even harder. You really hoped that you didn’t look suspicious, because it was impossible for you to stop seeking the touch of the other when you casually met alone in the kitchen, or on your way to the bathroom.

Maybe you were being too obvious, but the idea of enjoying a day like this with Wanda, your family and children, made it so unimportantly. Maybe too much.

Most of the people left after midnight, letting themselves out of the house with goodbyes. Pietro and Monica went to bed soon after most people left, taking Luna with them into the spare room. You and Wanda sent the twins to sleep as soon as you saw Tommy drowsing off in one of the chairs in the backyard.

Natasha and Maria were the last ones to leave, not before making a complete disaster of your perfect facade with Wanda.

Wanda accidentally left her messages chat open after showing Natasha one of the photos Carol sent her from New York, where she was showing a selfie of the New York Gran Christmas decorated three. Wanda opened the sink to fill herself a glass of water.

“Magic hands?” Natasha frowned, and you swallowed harshly before you saw realization hit her. “Oh my god! You did get back together.”

You hushed her before she screamed letting the whole house know. You heard Wanda choking on her water and Maria smirked as she swallowed the last sip of her drink.

“You freaking liar.” Natasha fake hurt putting her hand on her chest, and then pointed at Wanda. “You too. How could you do this to me?”

“Nobody knows, don’t feel special.” You said jokingly and Natasha huffed.

“I’ll make you feel special when I put my feet on your ass.” Natasha said, and Maria grabbed her hand, smiling at the two of you.

“I’m glad you worked it out.” Maria said, and before Natasha could butt in, she gave her a kiss on the mouth before looking at you two again. “I couldn’t believe after all those years, you wouldn’t end up together.”

“Me either.” You looked at Wanda, and she smiled.

“You know, if I didn’t love you so much, I could have punched both of you for lying.”

“Natasha Romanoff loves me? Oh my god, it's full of surprises tonight.” You teased at the redhead, who tried to not smile at the teasing, failing miserably. "A Christmas miracle."

“I’m happy for both of you, really.” Natasha said, standing up the chair, followed by Maria who intertwined their hands together. “I would really love to stay to tease you about this, but I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep in the chair.”

“Thanks for the dinner, Wanda.”

“See you later, love birds.”

They both left after, leaving you and Wanda alone in the kitchen. You were about to leave too, but Wanda stopped you by the hand, her lip caught between her teeth.

You got closer, taking her lip off her teeth with your thumb before caressing her cheek shortly.

“Why don’t you stay?” Wanda asked, intertwining her hand with yours. “For the night?”

“Do you think I should stay? I mean, wouldn’t that be screaming to them that we are getting back together?” You asked unsure and Wanda thought about it for a second. “Are we ready to tell them about us? Completely sure? I don’t want them to get confused.”

“We got back together, but maybe… maybe we should wait a few days after christmas.” Wanda nodded and you nodded back. “You can still stay, and leave before they wake up.”

“So, I can enter again like I left?” You asked. “That sounds… I don’t know, Wanda, I mean, we are not teenagers to be hiding like that.”

Wanda pouted, raising her eyebrows in disappointment,“I want to fall asleep in your arms.” and with the statement, you smiled nodding.

You’d do anything she asked, just to see her smile the way she did at your words.

“You do like skipping steps don’t you, Maximoff?” Teasingly, you said making Wanda frown before you grabbed her by the waist, gently pulling her toward you. “Would you mind kissing me first?”

Wanda smiled before putting her hands on your neck, pulling you slowly until your faces were inches apart. Her nose bumped into yours before you moved just enough to let your lips join together. You weren’t sure why this kiss felt different than the others you had so long ago, why Wanda’s hands squeezing softly your neck and pulling you even closer made you feel drugged, made your heart race even harder when her tongue touched your bottom lip asking for permission. And when you gave her free pass and your tongues finally met, your senses blurred.

When you separated, your chest heavily falling by the lack of air, her green eyes showed nothing else but pure adoration and love. And you knew why it felt different.

It felt different because this time, you were feeling exactly like the first time you noticed that you were in love with her.

The exact same way when you said I love you for the first time.

The exact same way when you looked at her at your wedding, when you had said yes.

The exact same way when she held your new born child while you held the other.

The exact same way you had felt for her since the moment you met.

********

“I’m not going down the roof.” You said, shaking your head when Wanda pointed at the window with her head. “Are you serious?”

“Yes, why not?” Wanda said simply, throwing at you your shoe. “How difficult can it be?”

Putting your shoe on and tying the laces, you asked, “What if I break my leg?”

“Then you get a leave, and I take care of you.” Your wife smiled at you, raising her eyebrows in complicity. “Come on, Billy and Tommy are already up and downstairs.”

“Jesus, the things I do for you.” You opened the window, slowly stepping outside on the roof giving a short look at Wanda before turning to jump down. You heard her soft chuckle, before slowly getting on the edge.

It wasn’t so high, but you still hesitated before jumping down, landing on your feet and stumbling forward and falling on your knees with a groan.

“Mom, why is aunt Y/n jumping from the roof?”

The question made you raise your gaze from the grass to the couple in front of you, Pietro held a box in his hand, his expression was formed into surprise. Monica at his side, smiled knowingly, shaking her head in amusement before answering to her daughter.

“She is trying to hide the fact that she stayed last night.”

“But why?” Luna frowned, confused, before Pietro laughed at your embarrassed features.

“Because she and aunt Wanda are back together.” Monica said watching you get up on your feet with an embarrassed smile. “But they haven’t told anyone yet.”

“Are you going to tell Tommy and Billy, aunt Y/n?”

“I- Yes.” Nodding, you cleared your throat feeling your cheek heat up, before trying to change the subject. “Why did you get there, Pietro?”

“Donuts.” He said, rolling his eyes noticing your flustered state. “Don’t worry, there’s enough for you too, подросток-подражатель.”

He walked to the door, after letting go of the nickname, and you frowned following them three.

“What does that mean?”

“It means ‘teeneger wannabe’” He said, knocking on the door. “You know, since you like to sneak out like a teenager.”

You groaned at his teasing, hearing Monica's chuckle. Before you could say anything, the door opened, Wanda smiled at the other side letting you in. She stopped you by the arm when you stepped inside after her twin, his daughter and wife, and the second that your eyes met, you saw the amusement behind her serious features.

“You knew they were there, didn’t you?”

“Sorry,” Wanda chuckled, biting her lip to stop a smile from forming when you frowned, shaking your head at her. “I couldn’t miss the opportunity.”

“You do like to see me suffer.” Saying jokingly, you smiled, watching Wanda’s smile form in her features. “I love you.”

“I lov-”

“Mom!” Tommy cutted her off, running to grab your hand and pull you over to the other side of the room to see the present under the three. “Look what Santa brought! He ate all of the cookies we left too!”

“Wow, that’s a lot, maybe you've been a good boy this year.” You said, with a smile gently shaking his hair. “Where’s Billy?”

“In the kitchen.” Tommy answered, dragging you along with him to the kitchen where Billy sat on the stool, eating a donut.

You all ate breakfast together before opening the gifts. Everything was fine, you and Wanda felt the burn off your shoulders knowing that Pietro and Monica knew about the two of you, and when they left with their daughter, you stood at the kitchen frame, watching your sons play with their toys, feeling your chest fill with contempt.

“Hey…” Wanda’s hand hugged you from behind, her lips leaving a short kiss on your shoulder. You grabbed her hand on your waist before she moved to hug you from your side instead, to watch your kids too. “Today was nice.”

“Yeah, ignoring all the teasing from your brother.” You scoffed, and Wanda smiled at you, squeezing your waist. “I’m blaming you for that.”

“Huh, that hurts, подросток-подражатель.”

“Oh my god, not you too.” Groaning, you separated from her, crunching your nose at her teasing before narrowing your eyes at her cocky smile. “You better make it up to me or I’m leaving you.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” Wanda said, challenging you with her eyebrows. “You love me too much.”

“Try me, Maximoff.”

There was a second where her hands fell to her sides, her eyes filled with determination to get closer and kiss you like she wanted to, but the sound of plastic falling to the ground from the living room stopped her. You two looked at your kids, which now were looking at both of you, a frown in their features, and your smile faded. You forgot how clever they were, and how fast they picked up the words that left Wanda’s mouth or how the dynamic changed from last year.

“Hey, kiddos, what’s up?” You asked, forcing a smile when Tommy tilted his head, looking at Billy in question. You saw Billy shake his head, grabbing his toy and ignoring his twin. “What’s wrong?”

Wanda and you two shared a look before getting closer to your sons. Tommy picked his toy too, ignoring your question.

“Boys,” Crouching down to their level, Wanda called their attention, but they kept playing with the toys. “Mom asked a question.”

Tommy sighed, before looking up at Wanda, “Luna said you two were back together, but we didn’t believe her.” He looked at you then, a serious expression. “We didn’t want to believe her.”

His words froze you in place, and Wanda blinked a few times to process his words, before Billy added, fidgeting with his toy, “We don’t want you two together again.”

You swallowed hard, Wanda’s stunned eyes met yours, and you saw the hurt in her features as you crouched down beside her. Clearing your throat, trying to erase the bitter taste of your son's wish, you stopped Billy’s anxious movement of his hands and smiled reassuringly.

“That’s okay.” You said, and Billy looked up at you, surprised. “It’s okay to not want to see us together anymore, I understand that.”

Wanda seemed speechless at your words, confused as to why you were agreeing to it, but she nodded, following you. She grabbed Tommy's hand to comfort him as you grabbed Billy's.

“I know how hard it was for you two when we broke up.” You stated, feeling your heart press softly in your chest. “We changed a lot of things and I know that us getting back together is going to be complicated and is not what you want-”

“No, it’s not that.” Tommy interrupted you, shaking his head. “We want you together, it’s always what we wanted, to have you here with us, but what if you break up again?”

“Or fight?” Billy added, letting go of your hand. “We don’t want to see you sad anymore and leave again. I don’t want that, and if you are together, it will happen again.”

You felt your heart pressing at his words, the concern and fear behind your son’s voice, made Wanda shake her head and explain, “No, it won’t.” There was certainty in her voice that reassured you and the twins. “I know you are afraid of that happening again, but we needed time apart from each other to figure out how we really felt, to fix the problems that were getting in the way.”

Wanda sighed, trying to hide the tears forming in her eyes at the way her son’s looked at her, expectant of her words, understanding, “We always loved each other, a lot, but sometimes, other things get in the way of that love and they need to be worked out.”

“Did you work it out?” Billy asked, and you nodded.

“Yes, we did.” Wanda answered, now grabbing your hand, looking back at the twins with a smile. “I’m sorry you had to be in the middle of it while we did, but I promise, for the love that I have for you two and your mom, that it will never happen again.”

“Okay,” Tommy answered as Billy nodded, both of them grabbing their toys again. “Could you put the tv on, please? I want to watch Sponge bob.”

“So, is mom staying here again?” Billy asked and you frowned at him, in question, but he shrugged, “I saw your jacket in the morning.” He said, nonchalantly. “You never leave without your jacket.”

“How are you so clever?” You asked, surprised, and he smiled proudly placing his legos on the table.

Wanda chuckled, turning the tv on with the controller, “They've got my genes, of course they are clever.”

You rolled your eyes at her, before standing up and walking towards her with a smile. Taking the control from her hand, you left a short kiss on her cheek before taking out a box from your pocket and placing it on her hand.

“I forgot about this.” You said, watching her open it with curiosity, two rings faced her and she smiled, taking one off and moving her fingers for you to give her your empty hand. “I thought we might need an upgrade from the old ones.”

“Sure,” Wanda said, placing the ring on your index finger, smirking before letting the words leave her mouth knowingly. “You lost the other ring, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” You answered, pouting when Wanda chuckled. “It took me thirteen years to lose it.”

“You know, and after thirteen years you still can remember, can you?”

“What?”

“That you leave the ring in the bathroom and it always falls behind the sink.”

“Oh, of course I knew.” You said, smiling dumbly, “I definitely knew that.”

“Sure.” Wanda said sarcastically before pulling you towards her, skimming her nose over yours, whispering on top of your lips softly. “I love you.”

“I love you too, my love.” You kissed her after the words left your mouth, her hand grabbing your cheek to feel you closer as her lips found yours naturally, moving along with yours in a knowing rhythm.

That was the new start of your old love, a new beginning that you hoped would be the last one because your heart belonged to her, and only her.

And her heart belonged to you, and only you.

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#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #scarlet witch x reader #mcu fanfiction #wanda maximoff x you #wanda x you #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff x female reader

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irbcallmefynn · 4 months

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Pinned Post for 2024!

A new year calls for a new pinned! Hi! I'm Fynn!

Bigender Transfem Thing (She/He/It/They) furry, artist, almost certainly audhd+ocd+some sort of anxiety disorder (undiagnosed) so bear with me. I'm 20, so I may be adult on here sometimes! I do have an 18+ sideblog but I don't wanna tag it here. Find it yourself if you want it that bad (if you really can't find it but want to see it message me). I will tag things to the best of my ability when needed.

DNI if you're a piece of shit. Zoos, Pedos/Maps/whatever, Nazis, Queerphobes (any of them. No Arophobia allowed), Antifurs, Racist, Sexist, etc. Basically if you're on the DNI list of most queer furries you're on mine. So go step on some Lego someone spilled glass on.

I'd be careful if you're a minor. I'd suggest blocking "#nsfw" so you don't see things you shouldn't. Aside from that you're probably fine? Especially since I have a separate 18+ blog now. If I do slip up and either forget to tag something or accidentally reblog something to or from the wrong account please let me know so I can fix it!

I'm Aegosexual (I experience sexual attraction but am repulsed by sex), Polyamorous (taken <3 <3 <3), and Demiromantic (got three friends I love so so much) <3 <3 <3

I'm Therian to some degree. I know I'm not a wolf or anything. Never have been. But I really wish I was anything other than a human. So Therian it is! I'm also Plushie-kin and Program-kin. Just feel like there's a lot in common between plushies and what I want to be like, and the dependence betwern programs and the machines they're on is my ideal type of relationship. I'm also Alterhuman, Please refer to me as a wolf or dog or puppy or bug or plushie it makes me happy :3 you can find my kinlist thing here

The U.S government sucks ass and so does the economy. Expect me to complain about that a bit on here I guess. Or at least reblog things with tags saying I hope the elite all explode.

I have three main OCs: Fynn is a he/him half demon wolf thing who magicked his mouth off and is basically the mascot of the blog. Nauno is a he/they avali and is extremely gay and very kleptomaniac and I love them. Euphi is a she/heart protogen that happens to be immortal for some reason. Click on their names to see their reference sheets! Click here for a link to the lore doc all about them and the world of Cosme! And click here for my truesona's ref sheet!

And now, some tags. "#fynn art" is for all of my art things. Pictures mainly, little bits of music here and there maybe. "#oc lore" is for when I talk about the lore of my ocs (or worldbuilding for them). "#bedposting" is something I do every night, just kinda whatever's on my mind before bed (may be very weird so heads up). "#art rb" is just for when I reblog art, if I keysmashed a whole bunch in another tag it means I really love it :3

I am into weird shit but probably don't expect much here. Maybe some tagged Transfur/Plushification art. Most of that shit is going to the alt blog babey.

FAQ (frequently-ish asked questions):

Do you take Commissions? No, and I have no plans to. I don't want to make money off of my art. I create for the sake of creating, not for fame or fortune. Related,

Can you commission me? Also no. I have no means of paying people at all. On the topic, don't come up to people and ask them to commission you. That's rude. If they want to commission you, they'll come to you.

What does the IRB stand for? My real initials. My legal first, middle, and last name. It's a force of habit. If/When I get my legal name changed I will change the blog name.

Thanks for reading! Now you should hopefully be at zero risk of being blasted by my death lasers (the block button)!

If this site goes belly up maybe I'll make a Spacehey. More than likely though, I'd be giving up on social media. Sorry!

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fawnhoards · 1 year

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a collection of dialogue from season one of netflix’s dragon age: absolution. to be used as sentence starters. as per usual, feel free to change pronouns or whatever you see fit. mentions / implications of death, murder, violence.

❝ now you know i hate to question your decisions, but— ❞ ❝ just couldn’t stick to the plan, could ya? ❞ ❝ always so sure you know better. ❞ ❝ i don’t care about your apologies. ❞ ❝ please, not here. ❞ ❝ so nice to finally meet you in person. ❞ ❝ next time, aim a little more to the right. ❞ ❝ seems like a good time for a new venture. ❞ ❝ you were magnificent, you know that? ❞ ❝ people like us don’t change the world. ❞ ❝ people pay you more to blow stuff up if it’s for something they believe in. ❞ ❝ we have a very small window of time. ❞ ❝ you’re our only hope of pulling this off. ❞ ❝ will you help us, please? ❞ ❝ i should have told you everything, and for that, i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ i’ve left it at that. i suggest you do the same. ❞ ❝ you can’t be serious. ❞ ❝ i’ve survived things that make the deep roads look like a pleasant stroll. ❞ ❝ i assure you, you’ll lose your nerve long before i will. ❞ ❝ lengthen your stride and shut the fuck up! ❞ ❝ hold. state your business. ❞ ❝ light of the maker shine upon you. ❞ ❝ we won’t be here for long, okay? ❞ ❝ i don’t like the sound of ‘could’. ❞ ❝ ain’t it obvious? we’re the muscle. ❞ ❝ if you’re trying to distract me, it won’t work. ❞ ❝ fair play on that one. ❞ ❝ i don’t like your implication there, friend. ❞ ❝ what happened here? ❞ ❝ i just can’t stay out of trouble. ❞ ❝ you think that did anything except risk our mission? ❞ ❝ do you want to talk about it? ❞ ❝ if you don’t come back, i’ll kill you myself. ❞ ❝ that’s more your problem than mine, ain’t it? ❞ ❝ tevinter is home to the most powerful magic in the world. ❞ ❝ careful, you might offend the chantry. ❞ ❝ spirits, demons, they’re all dangerous. ❞ ❝ i, for one, cannot recall any good coming from something powered by murder. ❞ ❝ maker’s breath, don’t you think that’s worth investigating? ❞ ❝ i am not letting you face one of those things alone. ❞ ❝ many before you have sought to bring back the dead, and failed. ❞ ❝ by name and by nature, mortals are doomed to die. ❞ ❝ nothing goes against nature without consequence. ❞ ❝ just because something hasn’t been done doesn’t mean it can't be done. ❞ ❝ i won’t risk losing you. ❞ ❝ please don’t make me protect you from yourself. ❞ ❝ one way or another, this will all be over soon. ❞ ❝ i mean, he’s cute, but yikes. ❞ ❝ you think i’m scared of you? ❞ ❝ no one ever saves people like us. ❞ ❝ i have always wanted my own song. ❞ ❝ well, there goes my last vain hope that this was an accident. ❞ ❝ i don’t need your protection. ❞ ❝ it’s pronounced ‘thank you’. ❞ ❝ i’m here to help, for some reason! ❞ ❝ but i just got you back. ❞ ❝ aw, maker’s titties. ❞ ❝ less talk, more run. ❞ ❝ no one’s going to hurt you. you’re with me now. ❞ ❝ i’d prefer not to kill you, but i will. ❞ ❝ blood magic is not the answer. ❞ ❝ now is not the time for great moral stances. ❞ ❝ you can’t tell me this doesn’t feel weird. ❞ ❝ well, of course it doesn’t make sense when you say it like that. ❞ ❝ i have nothing to say to you. ❞ ❝ that isn’t fair and you know it. ❞ ❝ i’ve made mistakes. but they were mine. ❞ ❝ you live because i will it. ❞ ❝ are you really trying to claim the high ground? ❞ ❝ are you really the last one to figure out that you’re the villain? ❞ ❝ hey, look at you, making good choices. ❞ ❝ you’re holding it wrong. ❞ ❝ no one ever saves us. so we save us. ❞ ❝ hey, that is a completely unfair assumption. ❞ ❝ i just need you to say that i’m more important than this. ❞ ❝ holy crap, we’re alive! ❞ ❝ i am, uh, usually not this lucky. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to come. i won’t hold it against you. ❞ ❝ i will have my war. ❞ ❝ and after this, we can go to the hinterlands and make cheese for all i care, so long as we’re together. ❞ ❝ that’s the thing everyone forgets about dragons. they aren’t monsters, or gods. they’re just alive, like us. ❞ ❝ as much as i love hearing about my failings in the eyes of the maker, i thought a walk might be a bit more pleasant. ❞ ❝ i won’t say i’m not scared, 'cause i am... extremely scared, but i know this is the right thing to do, so i’m definitely gonna help you anyway. ❞

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years

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Fed Up

Summary: You accidentally give Andy a mini-heart attack. Written for @forg3tbytw0.

Warnings: Fluff, Too Much Italian Food, Stubborn Andy, Rocky Balboa, Mentions of Kidnapping and Stockholm Syndrome, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Please enjoy and let me know your thoughts. All mistakes my own.

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“I can’t do this anymore.” You mumble, not realizing that your boyfriend is within earshot.

“Ugh.” Your small hands go to worry your temples. “We need a change, damn it. We - I need a break.”

Unbeknownst to you, you now have Andrew’s full attention.

All you’d been eating this week was Italian - chicken fettuccine, spaghetti bolognese, chicken marsala…okay, one night you had subs. But he’d bought you an Italian damn it, and while you liked it, you didn’t love it like Andrew. On top of that, you’d been watching one Rocky movie a night.

Now you could handle the first one - it was iconic. The second one was okay. And by the third, well, you were half ready to go upstairs and throw yourself out the window.

And then you learned that there were at least five more, if you counted the Creed saga, which Andy did. You couldn’t even remember why you’d agreed to this in the first place.

Not to mention, every time you dozed off while laying on top of Andy’s warm, muscled chest, he jostled you awake claiming that you were about to “miss the best part”.

The whole damned movie could not be the best part!

You look up from your spot at the counter, only to realize your boyfriend is staring at you. Hard.

Like with laser focus, hard.

Weird.

“Okay, Andy…I think it’s time we took a step back from all of this. Because I’ve gotta be honest with you. I’m done. Like, I need something different. I wasn’t prepared for what I agreed to -”

“No.” He growls.

“Excuse me?” What the hell dude?

“We’re not breaking up, baby. I refuse.”

“But…” That’s not what I’m trying to do, Big Man.

“No, there’s no “buts”, other than yours. Which is staying right here. I don’t know what’s gotten you in this mood, but you’re going to talk to me about it. And you’re going to do it now.” He folds his arms over his chest as he makes his way towards you.

As per usual, he lifts you up and sets you on the countertop.

“Andy, just listen!” You plead, all while trying not to laugh. “We need a break from -”

Honestly, to be so smart, sometimes your man was kind of a lughead.

“No.” He snarls softly, kissing his way down the column of your neck. “No breaks. We don’t do breaks, baby. That’s a big “no no” in this arrangement.”

“Oh, and we don’t do space either.” He grunts. "None of that shit."

“Andy, honey, stop! Just let me explain…” You giggle as his beard tickles you. But of course he doesn't stop.

“As long as you want to explain that you just suffered from temporary insanity and that you’re not trying to leave me so that I don’t have to tie you to the bed and go full Stockholm Syndrome, then go for it.”

You giggle harder before trying to wiggle out of his embrace and then off the counter.

“Seriously, Y/N, my sweet girl…we can fix this. We need each other, little love. Whatever is wrong can be fixed.” He runs two big hands through your hair and down your body, before settling them on your hips.

“Now tell your man what’s going on. Tell Daddy - wanna hear you.” Andy presses you against him.

You let out a sigh before telling him: “I need a break from all of the Italian food and the Rocky movies, not you, you neurotic goof.”

“Oh, thank goodness.” He breathes before resting his forehead against your own. “Baby girl…please don’t scare me like that.” Andy growls as he works to collect himself.

“Pretty sure you scared yourself, Big Man. If you woulda’ just let me talk we coulda’ saved ourselves a lot of time and oxygen.” You tell him, while reaching up to tickle his ears. “Now, what do you want for dinner?”

Andy gives you a roguish smile, but you cut him off before he can answer.

"And if you suggest anything with cheese I'm gonna deck you."

"So violent." He murmurs as he gives you an affectionate squeeze. "Just to be safe...I think I'm gonna take us out for a couple of steaks."

"Good call, Big Man." You lovingly pinch his bearded cheek. "Good call."

END

#chris evans #andy barber #chris evans woc!reader #chris evans black!reader #chris evans imagines #cevansbrat0007 asks #andy barber imagines #cevansbrat0007 fics #andy barber x woc!reader #andy barber fanfiction #andy barber x black reader #andy barber x you #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans x you

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entomolog-t · 4 months

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Ohh we’re being evaluated huh?

My favorite scenarios are ones involving curious giants and tinies that desperately want to run away but can’t

A tiny is trapped and a giant finds them, helping them out of the trap and offering safety, food, even letting them go. The tiny is suspicious— what could this giant possibly want? There’s no way that they’re just being kind for the sake of it, everything they’d ever been told suggested that all giants were evil and they should be dead or in a jar right now. The tentative curiosity and choice to stay of the tiny toasts my eggs and scrambles my bread. The initial terror turned confusion turned curiosity turned delight. Mwah, chef’s kiss.

Also the reverse, where a giant who hates tinies gets stuck with one and slowly comes to realize that they absolutely adore them. I love those equally as much.

Dying to know if this says anything about me, assuming you’re still doing these ^^ /nf

BACK IN OFFICE BABY

This is quite the interesting scenario to discect.

So the main theme of note would be subverted expectations- interestingly, this tends to crop up quite frequently in G/t media.

Typically, this can imply some sort of projection of the self, or some reframing of another.

The main thing I would suggest to consider are the traits associated with the giant, as well as what the tiny/and possibly others think of the giant.

Even if you are more tiny aligned, I would still take the time to consider what traits are shown, and ask yourself if any of those reflect personal feelings.

A regularly occurring theme is to project ones own attributes that we see as misunderstood or overlooked onto the giant. Being shy, or intimidating can lead to us feeling unapproachable, and plant that seed in our subconscious that "If only someone got to know me, they would see that I'm [Defining Trait]"

Though that is certainly not the only route. There is another common trend in G/t, and fantasy as a whole, to reframe negative emotions- even fantasizing a different resolution. Do the "scary" traits of the giant remind you of a time you were wronged by someone? It might be that your brain is trying to reframe it to help with coping. The reframing allows for fantastical leeway to suggest they were not actually wronging you- their intentions were just misunderstood. Those thoughts help the mind to feel more in control because it shifts the blame from someone not liking you or intentionally hurting you to being a misunderstanding- a far more comforting concept that being malicious.

Reframing doesn't have to just occur with the giant archetype either. The tiny holds bias and preconceived notions of how they anticipate someone "dangerous" to act. Does the tiny remind you of anyone? perhaps someone that judged you over something you could not change?

As weird as it may be to say, the brain likes metaphors. There is a great deal of meaning within our subconscious imagery. Peeling back the layers and trying to determine what each character represent is quite the peak into the inner workings of our psyches.

Theres also another very interesting projection that could be occurring on the tiny. Do they share any negative or mistaken traits? Are these traits mirroring traits of your own?

The fact the tiny cannot comprehend why someone would be nice for the sake of being nice to them could be very telling about our own internal self reflection- and its important to analyze what traits of our own we might see of as unworthy of unconditional love/kindness.

I hope this breakdown could offer you some insight into the inner workings of this dynamic trope!

Thank you for attending this session, please see my secretary on the way out to book any follow up appointments.

#g/t #giant/tiny #g/t community #g/t prompts #g/t shitpost #G/t tropes #G/t trope psychology

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valiantstarlights · 7 months

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trick or treat!

(im going around my favourite tumble moots trick or treating. it can be anything you wanna share, no pressure! a snippet, a doodle, even a reading rec! even a trick if u can think of one (●'◡'●) )

I don't know what constitutes as a trick, so treat it is 😂 Here's a snippet from Vampire!Dream Soulmate AU/Lord Dimitrescu Dream AU Chapter 2 🧛‍♂️

Note: This is still subject to change so please proceed with caution. 🙇‍♀️

Hob glances up nervously as Mrs. Constantine watches him eat, liver spotted arms crossed, and one bony hand holding a wooden spoon with a handle that has a sharpened point. It reminds him of those sharpened prison toothbrushes in movies. A shank? A shiv?

She has been acting strangely (well, stranger) ever since he arrived last night. She didn't invite him inside after she opened all the ten thousand locks on her front door, only watching as he entered sheepishly and apologized for coming back past sunset. She said nothing and only redid all the locks, then pointed towards the dining table after she finished her task. A lukewarm bowl of stew had been waiting for him beside half a loaf of garlic bread. She had stared at him as he ate yesternight too, until he finished eating everything. Then she locked herself inside her room, leaving him to clear the table, wash the dishes, and turn off the lights.

And now, she is watching him eat his third bowl of garlic soup for breakfast while holding a wooden shiv-spoon.

Hob is pretty sure she was supposed to cook something else for breakfast, but he's too polite to point it out. Were he a ruder person, he would have declined eating the soup and demanded proper breakfast food. But he is English and has been taught to always be grateful to have food on the table, so here he is, finishing his third bowl after Mrs. Constanine ladled more soup into his bowl after he emptied it for the second time.

He sips another spoonful under Mrs. Constantine's beady eye and, unable to take the weird silence anymore, says, "Mrs. Constantine, I'm sorry, but is there something wrong?"

"No," Mrs. Constantine said. Then, ominously, "Not yet."

Wonderful. A cryptic answer.

"Well," Hob says carefully, "I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but...look, okay, your garlic soup is really delicious. I like the addition of the garlic bread croutons and the fried garlic garnish on top. But I don't think I can eat any more after this. And the guided tour starts in less than an hour, so..." He gestures vaguely towards the guest room with one hand, indicating that he has to go and make himself look presentable before going out. Mrs. Constantine had woken him up as soon as dawn broke, and Hob barely had the time to rub the sleep out of his eyes before he was being led towards the dining table.

He's sure he had a good dream too, though he can't remember what it was about now.

"That is last one," Mrs. Constantine says, her heavily-accented English a sharp contrast against the lightly-accented ones of the younger generation. She gestures to his bowl with her wooden shiv-spoon, pointy end towards him first. "Finish."

Hob waits for her to say more. At this point, he would welcome any additional information that would help him make sense of her strange (and lowkey alarming) behavior. But when nothing comes and she just stares right back, he sighs and does as she says.

Bonus doodle: Little Blanket Ghost 🖤

I rarely draw these days, but this is my art suggestion for the ghost square of the monsterfucktober bingo card, which @gil212 made even cuter in the final version. 🥰

I hope you enjoy these treats, and thank you so much for trick or treating! 🎃🍬

#vampire dream soulmate AU #also known as #lord dimitrescu dream AU #ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman #my writing #my art #i guess??

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carlsainz · 2 years

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𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 – 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆

summary: your friendship was perfect, until it wasn’t.

pairing: alex turcotte x reader

warnings: none

a/n: okayyyy guess who’s back!!! i’m definitely nervous as hell because i haven’t been writing lately and this was a challenge for me but i really hope you like it. thanks to my baby reghi @tencrushesperday for reading and helping me while writing <333 so that’s it, enjoy and please let me know what you think !!

word count: 2,5k

lowercase intended

being in love with your best friend isn’t easy. at all. after knowing alex back in that summer while both were working at the theatre , your life turned upside down but in a good way.

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you were bored in the theatre, the movement almost nonexistent, when your manager called your name. beside her, was a boy around your age and looking very good.

“y/n, this is alex and he’s going to work with you during the summer,” cara explained.

“hey alex!” you exclaimed. you’d finally have some company.

he blushed and waved at you, smiling and showing two deep dimples.

when cara left, he approached you and said “did you know palace theatre always keeps two seats open for the ghosts to sit in?”

“really?” you asked. “how did you know that?”

“well i just love random facts and didn’t know what to say,” he admitted.

“that’s cute, i like it,” you replied. “but i’m terrified of ghosts so please let’s not talk about them.”

alex just laughed and nodded, asking you to teach him how to do basic things there.

•

by the middle of the summer, you and alex were best friends, totally inseparable. you loved to do shenanigans, and it was in the middle of a boring afternoon that an idea popped on your mind.

“hey,” you got his attention. “we should get matching tattoos.”

“mom is gonna kill me,” he answered.

“so what?”

“ouch!”

“i’m just kidding,” you laughed. “but not about getting matching tattoos.”

he sighed and said “‘k, i’m in. what do you think we should get?”

“maybe yin and yang because we’re kinda each other’s balance,” you suggested.

“that’s actually perfect,” the boy said. “we should do them today after work.”

and that’s the story of how you ended up with matching tattoos on your little fingers as a proof of your friendship.

his cute little dimples were absolutely enchanting and his smile the prettiest in the world in your opinion. at first, it was just friendship. the conversation flew easily, you loved his jokes and the way he could talk about literally anything. he made working easy and joyful and it was the best summer of your life.

at the end of the summer, he had to return to his life and to hockey, but you kept texting every single day. you knew everything about each other, literally everything. it was the perfect friendship, until it wasn’t.

it all started when alex started playing for the kings and you moved in with him to study at ucla. the domesticity of living with your best friend started doing things to your head and, within a few months, you realized you were in love with him. alex turcotte, your turtle, your damn best friend.

of course alex noticed how you were acting all weird around him and, inside his head, he thought he did something wrong. while you were freaking out on a daily basis because of your feelings, alex was feeling the same but for way longer. it was something that was bothering him since that first summer and he simply couldn’t say anything because he was completely scared of losing you.

everything has changed in the middle of another summer after alex’s rookie season. you were with the ntdp boys in Michigan and someone suggested you all should go to a party and that’s where you are now, getting drunk with alex and the boys and dancing like your life depends on it.

the first beat of your favorite song dropped and you immediately grabbed alex’s arm.

“turtle, let’s dance with me!” you screamed on his ear so he could hear you over the music.

he just smiled and nodded, going with you and never dropping your hand. in a calmer spot, you stood in front of him and and put your arms around his neck, while he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

with your mind kind of fogged, you simply stood on your tiptoes and whispered “you can touch me, you know.”

alex felt his face burning while you disentangled your arms from his neck to guide his hands to your hips. “way better,” you commented.

he automatically squeezed your hips, bringing you closer and you started swaying them in the rhythm of the music. the tension between you and alex grew with the music and by the end of it, you were looking at each other, gaze averting from eyes to lips.

turcs bent down and touched your nose with his, his hands gripping your waist now. “kiss me, alex,” you whispered and he only heard because of your proximity.

his lips finally touched yours and it was like the world was slowly fading into dust around you two. his touch was soft and his lips hungry yet, somehow, gentle. your fingers got lost in his hair and he brought you even close as if it was possible.

you spent some time just kissing and only stopped to breathe. you, once again, stood on your tiptoes and provoked him “who would’ve imagined turtle was such a good kisser, huh.”

he smiled, showing his dimples, and you kissed them tenderly. he blushed and you found that completely adorable, while alex wanted to dig a hole on the ground and disappear.

“you wanna go back to the lake house?” he asked.

“yeah.”

he held your hand and went to the place where the other boys were and quickly told them you were going back home because you weren’t feeling very well. they all were worried about you but alex convinced them he could take care of you.

turcs called an uber and you two looked like two teenagers, giggling and holding hands in the backseat of the car. it didn’t take long for you to arrive at the lake house and you went directly to the backyard to sit in one of the adirondacks, where you kept kissing and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.

“do you think that this, us… do you think it could ever… be something more?” alex asked.

“i’ve waited to hear this for so, so long, turtle,” you said, smiling from ear to ear.

he smiled, caressing your cheek. “so what’s going to be?”

“i’m pretty sure we can be something more,” you giggled.

“yeah?”

“yeah, mr turkey turtle.”

he laughed and the sound was like your favorite song ever. you’ve spent the rest of the night that way until the guys arrived and you had to hide once again like two teenagers so they couldn’t see you.

in spite of all that happened, when you woke up the next morning, last night was just a big blur for you two. the kisses and words all forgotten, a distant dream or something.

the next day was spent in the dark because of the hangover and soon the summer ended. you were back to your normal lives and to the old feelings, blind to what happened on that beautiful summer night.

now you were almost screaming on the window while studying for a test and that’s exactly when alex opens the front door.

“hey y/n, i brought us sushi for dinner-” he stopped seeing you on the verge of tears. “what happened?”

“just school stuff, i don’t want a degree anymore, turtle,” you started crying.

alex just dropped his duffel bag on the ground, put the food on the sink and sat by your side at the kitchen island.

“you’re just tired, darling, do you want a hug?”

you only nodded and he involved you with his arms, your head resting on the crook of his neck while you cried and he whispered gentle things, making you cry even harder because you started thinking that that man would never be more than a friend.

he held you until you stopped crying, only sniffling. he disentangled his arms from you and looked right into your arms, softly smiling just because he knew you liked his dimples.

“thanks alex, you’re the best friend one could ever ask for,” you said and it was like you were stabbing him right in the heart, but he only kept smiling and started redoing your messy ponytail.

“you need to take a break, let’s eat something while we watch how i met your mother, what do you think?”

you sniffled once again “yeah, we can do that.”

turcs grabbed your hand, helping you stand up and go to the living room and while you sat at the sofa, he went back to the kitchen to grab the food.

you put on your favorite episode and he sat beside you, handing you the food. you ate silently, just laughing at the funny parts. when both of you finished, you paused the episode you were currently watching and discarded the trash, going back to the sofa and curling yourself at turcs’ side.

it was a common thing between you two. you’ve always been emotional and alex was your harbor. whenever you feel defenseless or small, you curl against his side and he protectively throws an arm around you. it’s always been like this, but this time seemed different. it felt more… familiar and it hurts.

you watched three more episodes until alex started yawning and both of you went to sleep.

“sleepover?” alex asked.

“yeah, just let me get ready.”

another tradition of yours. it was common for both of you to sleep on the same bed in times like these, because you tend to have nightmares when you’re too tired and alex always calms you down.

as the days passed, it became harder and harder to fight against all the feelings, especially to alex. his friends on the team didn’t know what to do anymore and, as a last resort, decided to arrange a blind date for him. of course alex didn’t know where he was going and why, but there, he ended up having fun with brianna, one of the guys’ cousin and after a couple months, they were officially dating.

when the news reached your ears, it wasn’t alex telling you. it was one of the kings wags, in the middle of a little get together. you felt like the world was dissolving while thousands of knives stabbed your whole body. you faked a smile and, after a few minutes, left saying you weren’t feeling very well.

meanwhile, alex was truly happy with brianna, the feelings for you in the past. or at least that’s what he thought.

you stopped going to his games, just to avoid seeing her at the box and started getting more miserable every passing day. it was now a common thing to see you locked in your room, crying and listening to taylor swift. even the guys were worried about you.

after one of the practices, they cornered alex to ask him what he had done to you and he was totally blind to the reason until fiala said “my girl said she bet she’s in love with you, when did it start?”

alex tried to remember. “i think it was when i started dating bri.”

“are you dumb or what, kid?” another one said. “of course she’s in love with you,” and everyone agreed.

“what do i do now?”

“you break up with brianna and go chase your dream girl, we all know you’ve been in love with her for longer than you can recall.”

he nodded and thanked his teammates. at his car, he called brianna and said they needed to talk. it was after dinner he told her they should break up and explained the reason to be completely honest with the girl. of course bri wasn’t happy, but thanked his honesty and they ended up in good terms.

meanwhile, you were once again crying your heart out after class sitting at your favorite spot at the beach all by yourself. how could you be so dumb to ever think that one day you and alex would be more than friends? now he’s dating the perfect sweet girl just like him and-

your thoughts were interrupted by alex’s voice.

“i knew i would find you here,” he smiled, sitting by your side.

you didn’t have the strength to even disguise your tears so you just looked at him, your heart breaking even more just at the bare sight of him.

“why aren’t you with brianna right now? i thought you were going to have a dinner together.”

“yeah we did, but we broke up,” he simply said.

“what? why?”

“she’s not the girl of my dreams and i couldn’t keep doing that with her.”

“but- but she’s perfect for you, you’re sweet together and-“

“i don’t want someone that looks just like me, y/n/n,” he said. “i want someone to complete me, my balance.”

after saying that, he put your pinkies together, the tattoos completing each other like you.

“you know, i’m in love with you for so long, since we were younger and i know it’s a risk to confess my feelings because i don’t know you feel the same but-“ you started interrupting his rant and he asked you to wait. “i love you since i’m 14 years old and if you asked me to jump off of a bridge that first summer, i would’ve done that without questioning you. every moment with you is a core memory, lately they’re sad ones but still. you’re such a bright person, you deserve someone who loves and worships you and i’m completely ready to do it since we were teenagers full of things to discover. please know that i don’t want a perfect person that’s just like me, i want you and your mess, because your mess is mine too. i want you even when you slap me in the arm if i breathe too loudly when you’re stressed, i want you on days when you don’t feel like talking to anyone. but above all of this, i want you when you feel unlovable, i want to show you how easy to love you are, how adorable, how empathic and helpful you are. i just want you.”

at the end, you were ugly crying like a baby, alex still holding your hand. you were completely speechless while alex nervously smiled.

“i love you, turtle. even though i can’t say anything right now, but that’s your fault,” you said, making him laugh.

“so you want to be perfectly imperfect with me?”

“of course i want to,” you replied and cried even harder, the moon, stars and the sea as testimonies of your love.

he kissed you and it was so delicate, the salty tears adding something special to your first kiss. suddenly, alex stopped.

“what happened?”

“are you feeling the familiarity too?”

“yeah,” you replied.

“when we were at the lake house, i had a crazy dream where we kissed for the whole night-“ you interrupted him.

“i had the exact same dream.”

“well, i don’t think it was a dream anymore,” he said and smiled.

“it’s so crazy to think it all could’ve been different if only we remembered that night.”

“sad too, but everything happens for a reason and we’ll be very happy from now on.”

and he was more than right, your story was just beginning and happiness was present in every single moment of it.

#gabs writes #alex turcotte #la kings #alex turcotte x reader #nhl imagine #gabs' house

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ilovecupcakesandtea · 1 month

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Chapter one Chapter seven My master list

Title: Chapter six

Word Count: 1454

Archive Warnings: Smut in future chapters. Slight angst. Alcohol misuse.

Rating: E

Pairing(s): Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham

Character(s): Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham, Benny, Uncle Wayne & The Party

Tags: Smut. Angst. Steddie. Buckingham. Steve Harrington. Eddie Munson. Robin Buckley. Chrissy Cunningham. Band AU. TW Alcohol use.

Summary (optional): Two different styles of music, two boys that really don't like each other. What could possibly go wrong?

Beta Reader: Thank you so much to my beautiful beta readers @slippy-slip @ladydarklord & @dontwasteyourchances

Art link and credit: Art is by the wonderfully talented @pink-luna-moth (as is the banner)

Fic link and credit: Ao3 Link

AN: First off thank you to Alex for the art and being just amazing to work alongside. Thank you to Slip for dragging me back from the edge so many times over this. I really am so excited to have this out here!!

I wrote this for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang event and had a lot of fun doing so!!

Divider links: reblog and music notes

“Right, great practise guys. Think we need to practise our timings for the second song but other than that we sounded great” Eddie voiced as he packed up his guitar and notebooks. “I’m off then, Chris, you need a lift?” he asked, turning to Chrissy.

“I was thinking we could hang out a bit, I’ll order pizza and we can watch a movie,” Steve suggested before Eddie could leave.

“I’ll pass Harrington, see you all next time.” Eddie answered, continuing to leave.

“That’s 3 weeks in a row now he’s just left. We always used to hang after. He’s missed writing sessions 3 times as well.” Robin pointed out, packing her own guitar away.

“Yeah ever since that gig at Healer he’s been acting weird. Skipping out of practice as soon as he can, heading straight home after gigs, missing writing sessions and everything. He hasn’t replied to any of my messages or anything since that night either.” Steve huffed as he grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge.

“He’ll be ok, he’s just going through something right now, ok? He still turns up and plays and he’s here for practice, that's all that really matters.” Chrissy defended.

She knew exactly what was wrong with Eddie, having done her own intervention 3 days after the gig when he’d called out from work and she hadn’t heard from him. Letting herself into his apartment, she’d found him passed out in bed. Empty bottle of whisky on the nightstand and half-smoked joint in the ashtray. She had made coffee and toast after waking him and they’d sat and had a chat which is when she had found out what happened between him and Steve at the club, including the bit afterwards.

“Shall we go put a movie on and get a pizza ordered?” she suggested wanting to steer the conversation away from Eddie.

“You never mentioned something was up with Eddie.” Robin started the conversation later that evening once they were both back at Chrissy’s house.

“It’s not my place to say, can we leave this conversation? Let’s just get ready for bed and go and cuddle.” Chrissy said, trying to change the subject.

“No, if it’s going to affect the band, we should know.” Robin pushed.

“Your best friend should have thought about the band in the club,” Chrissy mumbled, grabbing a vest top and a pair of underwear and heading to the bathroom

“What was that?” Robin asked, following her girlfriend. Steve hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Nothing, this is why I wanted to leave it! Eddie will be ok. He just needs a little time away from Steve, that's all.” Chrissy huffed as she started to take her makeup off.

“Is this about what happened at the club?” Robin questioned, sitting on the closed toilet lid.

“I’m not discussing this anymore. Please either drop it or allow me to get ready for bed on my own.” Chrissy sighed.

“Whatever” Robin fumed, storming out of the bathroom and ultimately out of the flat.

Robin walked and walked, not really knowing where her legs were taking her until she got there.

She knocked on the door before she could think twice and was greeted with the sight of Eddie, hair thrown up in a bun, topless and drinking a beer.

“Everything ok, Buckley?” he asked, clearly already drunk, letting her into the apartment.

“No, it’s not.” Robin stated, “It hasn't been for weeks now, you keep missing writing, skipping out of practice as soon as possible, and going home as soon as gigs are done with. I’d hoped you had a partner we didn’t know about but you’ve been miserable for weeks now, not just everything else I mentioned, and if having a partner is making you this miserable maybe they aren't for you.”

“Nothing’s wrong, everything's ok.” Eddie frowned, downing his drink and heading to the kitchen for another.

“Sure it is, you just ran out of practice as soon as you could to come home and get drunk because everything is fine.” she snorted, taking the beer she was handed.

“Why do you care?” Eddie questioned the girl.

“We’re all worried about you ok, you’ve been so different these last few weeks. What happened at Healer? Don’t say nothing, it was something.” She pressed.

“Nothing happened at all. Just doing what I need to do, ok? I’ll be fine, just let me work through some shit. Please”

“Is this about Steve taking that guy home that night? Do you have an issue with Steve getting laid?” She asked, confused.

“No! I have an issue with him being on his knees for me less than an hour beforehand and then acting like it meant nothing. Not that I wanted it to mean something, just forget it, ok. Like I said, I’ll be fine.” Eddie sighed, pulling his knees up to his chest and making himself as small as possible. He really didn’t want to have this conversation.

“Oh, oh Eddie, I’m so sorry. This isn’t really for me to say but I don’t think the situation is as bad as you think. Let me talk to him.” Robin pleaded.

The following morning Robin went back to Chrissy’s apartment. They had to talk. First of all, she needed to fix the issue she had caused last night and secondly, they needed a plan to get the two men together.

“Baby, I am so sorry for last night.” she said as soon as Chrissy opened the door “I should have listened to you and kept my mouth shut when you asked me to.”

“Yes, you should have. But I love you too much to be mad at you, come in. I’ll make coffee.” Chrissy replied, walking back into her apartment and leaving the door open.

“So I ended up at Eddie’s last night when I left here. He was drunk already and he mentioned that something had happened that night at Healer.” Robin mentioned as she followed her girlfriend into the kitchen.

“Yeah he told me a few days after, don’t be mad I didn’t tell you. He wanted to forget it. It happened, not long after, he saw Steve making out with someone else, figured what had happened meant absolutely nothing to Steve, and walked off. He’s been in a funk ever since.”

“Oh shit, so he likes Steve like that then?” Robin gasped.

“Yeah, he really does. He figured Steve didn’t like him like that but to see evidence of it so soon after thinking maybe something was there was crushing for him.” Chrissy shrugged.

“Ok, in Steve’s defence, they aren't together and he’s an idiot. Mostly the idiot thing. He likes Eddie so much it’s actually annoying, I’m just not sure he’s admitted it to himself fully yet.”

“We need to get them together.”

“Yes we do, now can we drink coffee and make out, I mean make up?” Robin asked, pulling Chrissy into her before kissing her deeply.

“Steven Brett Harrington, you are an idiot.” Robin declared as soon as Steve opened his door later that day.

“Good evening to you as well, what did I do this time?” He questioned.

“You never told me about you and Eddie at the club for a start!” She accused, pointing a finger at him. “You know that’s why he’s been acting like he has been, right?”

“Why? Because he’s upset that someone else wanted me when he didn’t?” He asked, annoyed at how he was being made to feel like the bad guy. “I put myself out there and after, he just walked away and didn’t look back. Why shouldn’t I find someone who wants me in that situation?”

“You two are idiots I swear, you’re both going to give me and Chris migraines.” she sighed, pulling him into a hug.

After Robin’s conversation with him, both girls thought, and hoped, that he would talk to Eddie, either whilst at practice or go to Eddie’s without them knowing. This however did not seem to be the case. Eddie was still leaving practice as soon as he could and heading home from any gig as soon as he could.

“Bunny, we’ve got to do something,” Robin sighed, throwing herself dramatically onto the couch after practice one day. “We’re getting more and more gigs in different states, we’re going to have to start staying over for some of them and there’s talks of contracts and things like that. They need to figure this shit out and quickly.”

“Yeah, they do. We need to force them to talk, they won’t do it willingly.” Chrisy agreed. “I have a plan though” she declared, grabbing the other girl and pulling her into a cuddle so they could plot.

#eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #robin buckley #steve x eddie #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things reverse big bang #tw smut #smut #tw alcohol #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #buckingham

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 2 years

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Dad’s Worst Nightmare: Party Night

Summary: The reader gets a bad feeling while at a college party one night and tries to head home early. A face from the past reappears but a new one makes the night not so terrible...

Masterlist

Pairing: Jensen x daughter!reader

Word Count: 2,800ish

Warnings: language, angst, fluff

A/N: Please enjoy! This part takes place ~2 years after the Bad Dreams timestamp!

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“Y/N,” said your dad through your headphones as you walked down the sidewalk of campus. You rolled your eyes and he huffed. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“How do you know I rolled-”

“Because I do, smartass. Now why exactly do you need an expensive dress?”

“Uh, it’s cute.”

“Y/N.”

“It’s really cute and mom said I could wear it to one of your like, Hollywood parties,” you said. “You know I need a dress.”

“Fine. How much is it?”

“A hundred dollars?” you said. He chuckled and you smiled as you walked. “Is that a yes?”

“We can handle a hundred. I thought you were gonna say it was a few thousand.”

“Are you nuts? I’m not you after all,” you said.

“Keep it up sassy. I look good in a fancy dress,” he said. You rolled your eyes, walking past a group of high schoolers on a campus tour. “How was class today?”

“Alright. I might go to a party tonight. It’s at Sara’s sorority,” you said. He was quiet on the other end and you swallowed. “Is that cool?”

“You’re twenty one sweetheart. You don’t need to ask permission let alone tell me.”

“I know,” you said. “Just don’t want you to worry if I don’t come home tonight.”

“Thanks,” he said softly. “Just do your homework before you get drunk with your friends.”

“I know dad. I’m headed to my car now. Gonna stop home quick to drop off my backpack and change.”

“Be safe. I gotta run and catch my flight,” he said.

“Can we get brunch tomorrow?”

“Yeah we can go get something. Have fun tonight.”

“I will. I’ll see you in the morning dad.”

It was close to midnight, the party still going strong when a shiver ran down your spine. You spun around the crowded living room, Sara catching your face from across the room.

“What’s wrong?” she said in your ear, pulling you into the kitchen where it was a bit quieter. “You have that look.”

“I don’t know. Just a weird feeling.”

“Did you drink?” she asked and you shook your head, holding up your bottle of water. “Eat anything?”

“No. Everybody ate the pizza. S’just a weird feeling,” you said, Sara forcing a smile. “I think I’m gonna head home.”

“Okay,” she said, giving you a quick hug. “Want me to walk with you to your car?”

“No I’m literally four houses down. I’m fine. Have fun okay? That tall blonde guy has been watching you all night. Have some fun with him for me?” you said. She rolled her eyes and you giggled. “Is he library guy?”

“Yeah. Parties aren’t really his thing,” she said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“Yeah but he came,” you said, flashing her a wink before you were headed back to the living room, going up to the guy. “Hey you’re Kyle right?”

“Uh yeah. Sara’s friend?” he asked. You smiled and looked back at her.

“Yeah. So I think you should ask her out and go to lunch with her tomorrow. There’s this hole in the wall mexican place on the west side, Memi’s. It’s her favorite since we were kids. I highly suggest it,” you said, Sara hiding her face when you both looked back at her.

“I don’t know. Sara’s...she’s kinda...out of my league. Sorority girl and all.”

“Yeah. But you’re library guy and she really likes library guy. She’s less sorority girl than you think,” you said. “Just a thought.”

You gave Sara a wave before heading out and jogging down the front steps. You felt the shiver return and quickly pulled your keys from your pocket, skirting down to the sidewalk. It was fairly empty, a few people straggling and going past up to the party. You were a house away from your car when you heard a pair of footsteps behind you. You glanced over your shoulder, freezing when you caught the face in the street lamp.

He narrowed his eyes and started to move. You took off and unlocked your car but he was too close for you to get inside without him catching up. Instead you booked it across the street and ran up the sidewalk until you were near one of the frat houses, a guy walking up it with his back to you.

He glanced over his shoulder when he heard feet pounding pavement. He moved aside for you before turning and slamming into Jimmy, knocking him back to the ground. You tried to catch your breath, the guy pinning Jimmy to the ground, a few frat guys by the front of the house walking over.

“No. You’re not going anywhere,” said the guy as Jimmy tried to squirm free. “Ben! Call campus security! Tell ‘em some douchebag was trying to attack some girl.”

“Are you okay?” asked one of the guys, walking towards you. You stepped back, the guy pining Jimmy down, looking up and at you.

“Eric hang back. She’s scared,” he said. “You’re okay?”

You nodded, staring over at the group of guys. You rubbed your bare arms on the cool fall night, the guy kneeling down on Jimmy looking up at the frat house.

“Here,” he said, sitting up when another one came over to help hold Jimmy. He peeled off his flannel and held it out, a soft smile on his face. “It’s alright.”

You forced yourself to step closer to grab it, quickly backing up again and putting your arms through the sleeves. You wrapped it around yourself, flinching when Jimmy tried to break free again.

“Try that again and see what happens,” said the guy. You swallowed and heard a siren in the distance, the guy still smiling at you. “You’re safe. I promise.”

“Thank you,” you said half an hour later as Taylor walked you back to your car. “I really, really can’t begin to tell you how thankful I am.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” he said, stopping at your door.

“Y/N.”

“Well Y/N I’m sure if you were my size you’d have done the same thing for me,” he said, glancing at your car. “Sure you’re okay to drive home? I’ll wait with you if you want to call a friend to take you.”

“I’m about to have a very long night. Somebody else driving me home won’t make it any easier,” you said. He blinked and you looked down. “That wasn’t just a random guy. He um, he’s bothered me before. This isn’t over for me.”

“That’s why you were so scared of me and my friends.”

“It was really bad when he was in my life before. Really bad,” you said, wiping off your face with the sleeve of his flannel you still wore. You started to take it off and he shook his head with a smile.

“Keep it. My lucky flannel actually. Bad stuff doesn’t happen when you got that shirt on,” he said.

“I need several thousand of these then,” you said, sniffling some. He cocked his head, almost moving his hand but keeping it by his side. “I got to go home.”

“Our party is winding down. Do you want to hang out for a minute until you’re not so upset to drive?” he asked.

“I don’t think I should. I don’t have good luck with parties,” you said. He chuckled and nodded.

“Drive safe, Y/N,” he said. “I’ll see you around.”

You opened the door and paused, Taylor waiting on the other side for you to get in.

“You good?”

“This is the last good night of sleep my parents are going to have because of me. Again,” you said. You stared at him and swallowed. “I can’t go home.”

“I got a safe place you can crash if you want,” he said. He held out a hand and you carefully took it, shutting your car door and locking it up. You crossed the street, walking back up the sidewalk with him. “There’s an empty bedroom at the top of the stairs. Kinda a um…”

“The fuck room?” you asked and he laughed, shaking his head.

“No, no. I mean I’m sure people have fucked in there but it’s more of a...guest room for those who need it. It’s safe I promise.”

“You’re sure?” you asked, turning up the path to the frat house with him.

“I’ll sleep outside on the floor if you want,” he said. You shook your head, heading inside, not too many people in there, a few guys throwing some trash into bags. “You want to go to bed or stay up a bit?”

“I don’t know,” you said, squeezing your eyes shut. “Sorry.”

“Hey,” he said softly. “Don’t be sorry. We can sit out on the back porch for a bit. I can bore you to sleep with how fascinating a person I am.”

You smiled, Taylor taking you back and outside, a few guys sitting around a bonfire in the backyard.

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” you said, Taylor smiling as he grabbed a few lawn chairs and pulled them away from the fire and over towards the backdoor.

“Neither do I,” he said. “We got that in common already.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled, sitting down in a chair, Taylor ducking inside and returning with a thick wool blanket, handing it to you. He had a beer in his hand too and a bottle of water, holding them both out before you took the water.

“Any particular reason you wanted to share that fact?” he asked with a smirk.

“My last boyfriend was great but he was in Canada and I moved back here for school and I just don’t want you getting the wrong idea here. Like I’m absolutely not looking for a boyfriend. At all.”

“Well I’m not looking for a girlfriend,” he said, cracking open his beer with another smile.

“Don’t have that look on your face.”

“What look?”

“That cocky frat guy look.”

“Y/N the only thing I want is for you to feel safe tonight, not get in your pants. I’m totally a virgin by the way. Never even had a girlfriend.”

“That by choice?” you asked.

“Oh no. I want sex,” he laughed.

“You live in a frat house.”

“Yeah and call me old fashioned but I want to love the woman that I have sex and do that stuff with. I’m not saving myself or waiting for marriage but I want it to be with someone I care about, you know?” he said.

“You’re a horrible excuse for the frat guy stereotype you know.”

“Part of my charm,” he said. He glanced down, a little shy like and you burrowed into the blanket.

“That’s a good thing,” you said.

“Still single.”

“Still saved my ass,” you said. He nodded and smiled, looking up at the dark sky above. “I’m a virgin too you know. I have a similar philosophy when it comes to dating and sex.”

“You’re too pretty to never have found a guy you loved,” he said.

“Didn’t love him enough to want to have sex with him. I kinda come with a lot of this hidden baggage Taylor.”

“He didn’t like that?”

“I was nineteen. I wasn’t ready. The baggage kind of…”

“That guy tonight?” he asked. You nodded, Taylor taking a sip from his can. “He’s not so scary.”

“You don’t know what he’s capable of. If you knew him like I did, you’d be scared.”

“Maybe he’s scary. But baggage from him? That’s not so scary,” he said.

“How would you know?”

“Baggage is just crap you gotta carry. But it’s not you. So maybe you got baggage but that’s just extra crap. At the end of the day it’s just you and you don’t seem so scary,” he said.

“You’ve never seen me at six in the morning,” you said with a quiet chuckle.

“I’m sure she’s just fine,” he said. You turned your head and caught Taylor looking back, dark brown eyes staring into yours.

“I was drugged at a party in high school. It was an attempted kidnapping for ransom. Jimmy and his brothers and dad were all involved. Eventually they did take me and my dad, had us on the run when we escaped. They went to prison but Jimmy went to juvie because he was underage and didn’t have as active of a role in the more severe stuff. Apparently he’s still pissed and looking for revenge. How’s that for baggage?” you said, sitting back in your seat.

“Sounds like you’re kinda badass,” he said. You snapped your head in his direction, a smile on his lips. “That doesn’t scare me. Like I said, that’s just baggage, it’s not you.”

“It should. Jimmy is just going to come back again.”

“Well let him,” he said, giving you a hard look. “I’m bigger than he is last I checked. He pulls any shit he’ll be tried as an adult. I’m sure he’ll get some time for what he pulled tonight. So relax. I said you’re safe.”

“I-”

“You’re safe. Relax Y/N. He’s not going to bother you tonight and tomorrow you can talk to your parents and figure everything else out but tonight you’re good. So stop spinning your wheels and let me distract you alright?” he said. You sunk down in your seat, pulling the blanket up under your chin.

“Okay,” you said quietly. “Just for a little while until I get tired.”

“Whatever you want Y/N.”

“Thank you,” said your dad to the lawyer the next afternoon after you were walking out of the court house. He was barely out of the building before his fists were clenched. “I could strangle the little shit. I could and get away with it. Parents snap all the time in court.”

“Honey,” said your mom with a sigh as you walked down the steps ahead of them. “He broke his restraining order. He’s going away for at least-”

“Taylor?” you said, spotting him on a bench, looking through his phone. He stood up and smiled. “What are you doing here?”

“Your lawyer called me and asked me to come down in case they needed me to say anything but they didn’t need me,” he said, your parents walking over.

“You the frat guy?” asked your dad. He nodded, your dad returning it. “Thank you.”

“It was no big deal. Not a fan of douchebags,” he said.

“Still. Thank you,” said your dad. You waved them to go ahead, Taylor smiling when they were out of hearing distance.

“He doesn’t seem as overprotective as you said.”

“You didn’t have the joy of watching him freak out this morning,” you said. “Thanks for coming down. I really appreciate it.”

“I’m happy to help, really,” he said.

“I gotta run. We have to talk with the lawyer again,” you said, taking a step backwards. “You um, you want to hang out later?”

“I don’t have your number,” he said, taking out his phone. You put in your contact and handed it back, giving him a smile. “Tonight?”

“Text me,” you said, nearly tripping in your heels. He smirked and you rolled your eyes. “Shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything. I’ll try in a little bit when you’re done with that lawyer stuff,” he said.

“Thanks. I’ll uh, see you later,” you said, quickly spinning around. You caught up with your parents at the car, getting a pair of smirks from them both as you buckled up. “What?”

“Is his dad a cop?” asked your dad.

“Taylor!” you shouted, opening the back door as he started heading down the sidewalk. He spun around fast and you leaned out of the seat. “What’s your dad do?”

“Huh?”

“What’s your dad’s job?” you shouted.

“He’s a postman?” he said.

“He’s good,” chuckled your dad.

“You’re good!” you said, giving him a thumbs up.

“You are so weird you know that right?” he called.

“Yeah...but you like that,” you said. He smiled and you gave him a quick wave before you were back in the car and your dad pulled out. “What?”

“Nothing,” he said with a smile. “I like your friend is all.”

“Why?” you asked.

“You are so not as shook up as you should be and he’s probably a good reason for it,” said your mom. “So we like him.”

“Well he’s...I don’t know...he’s just my friend,” you said, catching them share a look.

“Okay. He’s just a friend,” said your dad, your mom reaching over and taking hold of his hand. “Alright. Long day is almost over. A few more papers and then you can invite your friend over for dinner if you want.”

“Thanks,” you said quietly. “For not you know, going crazy protective.”

“Oh I will be. He’s kinda got a good track record of doing that himself so far is all,” he said. “Just one teensy favor.”

“No parties for a while?”

“That’s my girl.”

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#spn #supernatural #jensen x daughter!reader #jensen ackles au #jensen ackles #spn fanfic #rpf #au #daughter!reader #jensen fanfic #supernatural fanfic

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Smut:8 and smut:14 with izzy please?🙏🙏

Summer days

Izzy Stradlin X Reader

A/n: First request! I’ve also got another one on the way which I’m excited for! As always, my requests are open so feel free to request anything🩷 With the song, it’s just what I was listening to while writing this but I feel like it works well with it🤷‍♀️

Word count: 900

Warnings: Smut, sloppy summer sex

Masterlist

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"Hi, guys!" I smiled as I welcomed Axl, Duff, Steven and Slash into mine and Izzy's new house. "This is nice, Y/n," Steven said. "Aww, thanks Stevie," I smiled, ushering them into the living room. "Where's Izzy?" Axl asked at the absence of his best friend. "He's changing into his swimming trunks, he'll be down so-," I got cut off by Izzy yelling, "IM HERE!" As he came down the stairs. I just rolled my eyes at my boyfriend acting like a child with his boyfriends. "I'm going to change into my bikini. I'll be right back," I whispered into Izzy's ear. He simply nodded and turned back to his conversation. "Oh, and help yourself to drinks, Izzy will show you where they are," I smiled.

I was changing into my bikini when all of a sudden, music started blasting through the house. Why have children when you can have Guns N Roses.

"I'm back! Izzy, what is in that cup?" I said, looking at the weird concoction in Izzy's cup. "I don't know, Axl made it," he replied, making eye contact with me. "Please don't murder everyone," I laughed, mixing myself a drink.

After a few minutes, Izzy and Axl decided to start the barbecue. Now, I'm nervous for this because a few things could happen. One, it could go just fine. Two, they could set something on fire. Three, they could just start arguing with each other. But for now, I will give them the benefit of a doubt.

"AXL!" I heard Izzy yell from the grill. "One sec," I smiled and rushed over to them. "What are you screaming at Axl for?" I whispered-yelled at Izzy. "The idiot isn't listening," he whined. "What do you want him to do?" I asked calmly, trying to diffuse the tension Izzy was making. "I asked him to go get the stuff from the fridge," he whined again. "Why don't you do it?" I suggested. "Because," he shrugged. "Jeffery Dean Isbell, go get it yourself," I said. "Axl, do you need anything?" I smiled. "Just a beer, please," he smiled back, handing me his empty bottle.

Once the food was finally cooked and laid out on the table, we all sat down and ate, talking about any and every topic on our minds. But for some reason, Izzy stayed fairly quiet.

"That was amazing, you two," I smiled at Izz and Axl who were now on their 8th or 9th beer. "Izz, can you help me bring the plates into the kitchen please?" I asked to which he just nodded, picking up a stack of plates.

"What's wrong?" I asked when we reached the kitchen. "It's nothing," he grumbled, turning his back to me. "Izzy," I scolded as he knew I hated when he ignored me. "Y/n, just leave it. I'll tell you when the others have left," he spat, making me shove the plates in the sink and storm out to the garden. "Y/n," he grumbled.

I spent the rest of the time in the pool with Steven and Duff, just chilling and talking about random shit until they all decided to go home, leaving me alone in the pool and Izzy alone on the sun lounger. "Y/n?" He said. "Not in the mood to talk," I blurted, tuning away from him. "Y/n please," he begged. "What? What is so important now?" I replied, turning to look at him. "Come here," he whined. "Why?" I asked. "Just come here," he grumbled. I got out of the pool, walked over to him and he pulled me onto his lap. "Oh," I said as I felt his boner underneath me. "Get it now?" He whispered in my ear, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, getting closer to my heat each time.

I didn't reply, I just got off his lap and pulled him through the house and into our bedroom. "I'm sorry, baby," I cooed as I kissed him. "I forgive you, princess," he said as he kissed me back. We joined in a sloppy but romantic kiss as we got closer to the bed. The heat in general was high but with Izzy kissing me this way, we were both lightly sweating already. "I love you.. so... much," he said in between kisses. "Love you.. so much... mm too," I moaned as he pulled away to remove my bikini top and help me step out of my bikini bottoms.

He slid off his swimming trunks and his hard cock slapped against his stomach, leaking with pre cum. I lay back on the bed as he positioned himself between my legs. He thrust himself into me, making me moan loudly. "You're so pretty," he praised, kissing my lips again. His thrusts were sloppy but deep, hitting my g-spot every time he thrust. "Fuck, Izz," I moaned, scratching his back with my nails. "You feel so good," he rasped, reaching between our bodies to rub my clit, making me gasp at the added stimulation. "Izz, I'm c-close," I moaned. "I know, princess," he groaned, continuing the circles on my clit. "Cum for me," he moaned. I came on his cock, feeling him pulse inside me as he came, filling me up with his cum. "You're so good for me," he praised, making me blush. "I love you," I smiled. "I love you too,".

#guns n roses #izzy gnr #izzy stradlin imagine #slash gnr #axl gnr #duff gnr #gnr #steven gnr #axl rose imagine #duff mckagan imagine

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themessengervevo · 5 months

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Hello everyone! Before I begin, I have to say I very much thank everyone who shared my story around. It may not be much, but it could lead to something more. Thank you for doing that.

Since my goal with my original post was to not only address my sudden unfair banning from the platform but to also give attention to other problems with this platform, I decided to give this operation a catchy name of sorts. You can call it

Operation Take That!

or anything else really. Hopefully that will give this movement more of an identity.

In other news though, I may have discovered some very peculiar bugs that affect the Youtube experience for me, and I'll show these in this post to give bugfix suggestions. For the sake of clarity, and also because I like old stuff, I will be showing these screenshots with CustomTube enabled. It's an extension for Chrome and Firefox that changes the look of the Youtube layout to older ones, specifically mid 2014 in this case.

First on my examination will be the home page. For this and other instances, I will be comparing how a banned user sees a page with the same tab but in a container so as to show how a normal user sees the same page. So how does the home page should usually look like? It should look as shown here:

Notice the sidebar on the left. Now lets compare it with the non-container homepage, and see what we get:

You can immediately see how the sidebar is gone. Why? If you can't login into a youtube account, why remove the sidebar? It still wouldnt let you sign in anyway because you are terminated. It is simply unnessesary!

Now lets move onto the watch page, and see how that is different, here is a screengrab of a random video I took from the home page in the container:

Again, notice the sidebar, but also the Like and Dislike buttons and the row of buttons from "About" to "More". Lets also compare the comments section, here is how it looks in container:

Great, right? Now lets see how those two look without container:

Notice how wrong everything looks? The lack of sidebar again, the misshapen Like button, the Save button here is the default one, the Share button has been replaced with a number, and the More button has three dots underneath it. Odd right? Lets see the comment section now:

Oh wait, there is no comment section here, because it's stuck in a loading loop! Again, why does this need to happen when you get banned? This is just unnessesary again!

Here's some other issues that I know of or found that I feel like need to be fixed:

The Like and Dislike buttons in comment sections lead to the sign in, unlike the ones under the video itself.

There's been performance issues for users of Firefox, including an intentional 5-second slowdown and big lag. The lag one in particular seems to be happening to everyone, not just me with an almost decade-old laptop at this point. Some speculate these changes were made by Google as part of a tactic to get non-Chrome users to, well, use Chrome, and see it as just plain being greedy. I think so too.

Occasionally, when I enter the home page from a watch page, the tab assumes I am logged in and shows my pfp and notification bell and all. I can click the pfp to open what would be the menu there, but is stuck in an endless loop. As well, the page im on shows a "Something went wrong" error. Very weird. That needs to be fixed too I think.

Again, please reblog and share this post around to not only hear my story but to hear my criticisms and suggestions too. I might make more of these posts to show how bad Youtube's getting as a platform. Also I am still considering whether to get a Boosty or not. Maybe even a Ko-fi if they allow that. Again, thank you for your support so far, I couldn't be more happy to hear your thoughts on this, and if any of you had or have the same experience I'm having, please reach out!

- Thank you, The Messenger.

#operation Take That!#text post #the caretaker #everywhere at the end of time #russia #peace #peace and love #youtube #fuck youtube #please reblog #pls reblog #please share #it would be very much appreciated #drama #firefox #bugs #fix your shit #2023

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rose-likesto-write · 2 years

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Stray Kids Headcanon

Them as cold boyfriends

Member: Lee Know

Genre: Fluff

AU: Cold BF

Rating: T

Word Count: around 1 k

A/N:- Hey, fam.. so sorry for the delay. My work is purely fictional and doesn't give or suggests that the boys may act out like this. I hope you will all like it! Also it turned into a mini scenario.. 😐 I am sorry that the GIFs don't meet the criteria of the story..

It will be member wise :")

Lee Know

• Percentage of being a cold personality 100000000/100

• Just like Chan gives the similar vibes of being rude and I will break your face but it's like a 100 times fold.

• Living example of 'Stay the fuck away from me' vibes

• Character development inspired from the most cold personality characters you would find from various novels, animes, dramas, movies and anything just name it.

• Looks very intimidating.

•Intimidating enough that you would get scared and will forget why were you walking his direction.

• Seems like a loner, introverted with no like a big no social life

• But has a very handful of friends who know who actually he is and how he acts

• Maybe that's how you noticed him

• He was with his friends and he laughed catching your attention.

• You were new to the school in which he studied.

• Being clueless and in need of urgent help you almost ran towards his group.

• "Excuse me" , the whole group went silent

• "I am so sorry for bothering you all but can you all please help me. I am searching for the staff room in Block C but a few students kinda gave me the wrong directions and I am lost. Please."

• You seemed as if any moment tears will spill, you never expected this. Its really beyond of what is known as 'Expect the unexpected'

• "Come with me but don't talk to me" Lee Know said making everyone surprised and shocked.

•Before any of you could say anything, he took his bag and started walking.

• You thanked everyone before running after him.

• Keeping his condition, you walked along with him. You weren't thinking if this was weird or not but you thought everyone has a comfort zone and plus he is literally saving your life.

• On the way, you thought a few people were or might be coming at your direction but didn't. Who cares though

• Once, you reached he was about to go to his class but you stopped him, "I know you said don't talk to me but thank you so much. I really thought that I will be lost here and maybe worse. Bless you"

• He got surprised for a second and muttered a small welcome but he held you your wrist and whispered, "Just make sure that you speak to a handful of people whom you can trust and the rest are snake."

• You nodded and you two went towards your destinations

•You got a week's off before your classes began as the school had some orientation programme and related events

• On the first day, you reached the school early and saw the same but a few boys who saved you.

• One of them smiled and called you, "Hey, I am Chan and they are Han and Changbin."

•You introduced yourself and they made you feel really comfortable and at home

• As time passed and other students came in,you find the boys restless but before you could say something—

• "Lee Know, where were you? What happ-

• "Nothing much an- What are you doing here?" Lee Know said with a cold voice staring at your soul

• "This is my classroom and C-Chan spoke to me." You said and sheepishly went back to your seat.

• Throughout the class you felt someone's stare but couldn't point out who could be.

•Days, passed like that. You did managed to make a few good aquatainces but you somehow leaned and kinda wish to talk to him.

•While there is a change in Lee's behaviour and none couldn't point out on exact cause as to why but he has become more cold than before but maybe soft.

• Maybe, God did listened to you as now here you were treating Minho's injuries

•"You look smart but I didn't knew you would do such stuff" you softly muttered while applying ointment.

• "Excuse me? Also, I didn't ask you to do this." He coldly replied making you a bit teary but you were strong as you thought; although not at moment.

•"Then, why are you still here. Go" your glossy ones stared into his cold ones.

• His eyes went soft but also panicked as he didn't know what to say

•"I don't know what or why did you helped me that day or even today but let me a bit grateful and thankful to you and say a few things. This place isn't giving me any welcoming vibe but I still felt home because of your friends and you. I know it's weird but still and I really hate when someone gets harmed just because I am naive."

• How did you even know that he fought because you were being objectified and targeted.

•"Y/N, l-listen.. I did because I didn't want to be like me. I am sorry for hurting you" he said and stood up. Before leaving, he said a small thank you which made you smile.

•For the next a week or so, You noticed your favourite things like a small flower or candy being placed on your desk before you come.

• At first you were scared, so you asked the boys' opinions and they said that they would look out for you and the things smelled fresh indicating there wasn't something added.

• Lee Know started to talk to you slowly and maybe he did waited for you after class on the pretext of being going in that direction.

•After some time, he gathered up the courage and confessed. You couldn't be anymore happy and excited. So, you kissed his cheek but then realisation hit you that you didn't take his consent and he might have felt uncomfortable.

•"So-" he pulled you into a soft yet passionate kiss

•"I love you too kitten" he smirked when he saw you being all blushy mess

•Pet names especially "kitten", "baby" are his weapons to make you all shy and blush mess

• Deliberately would make kissing faces or do some sensual touches to make you red and squirm

•That doesn't mean he will make you uncomfortable. No never.

•Everthing has a decorum, place and time but when he is jealous. Hope Lord saves you bub.

•Will fight anyone who would remotely flirt with you or look at your direction.

•Would only kill when someone tries to make you feel uncomfortable in any way

•Glares and clenched fist thrown at anyone who comes anywhere near.

•Hugs and neck kisses have now become his favourite activities especially the latter one when you introduce him as your boyfriend in public

•Loves skin ship but won't let you know

•Always makes sure tht you have eaten and you look after yourself

•Otherwise, it won't be a pleasant sight as he will give an hour's scolding on why should you look after yourself.

•You always come second. Of course, his cats are his top most priority.

• Loves it when you snuggle in his neck or chest. When you sit on his lap and hug while listening to his heartbeats and sometimes fall a sleep when listening to it.

•His another day's highlight is when he lays his head on your lap or thigh and you gently play with his hair and sometimes kiss his forehead especially when he is asleep or you think he is asleep

•Enjoys the intimate time with you and would try to make new dishes with you and experiment 'disasters' just to spend more time with you as in like cleaning the mess and then ordering takeouts.

• Would take you on intimate dates and maybe to some fun sized places like amusement parks or underwater museums

• Visit to cat cafes is a must.

•Always listens to you before his speaking about his own stuff or when to give his opinions.

•His heart swells with happiness and pride when you showoff the little presents he gives you to other people or when you give a sassy reply to someone who was being mean.

•Sometimes, thinks how his life has changed in this amount of time but he isn't complaining

• He is grateful to all good spirits, people and God who have listened to his prayers or the people who have sent him their blessings and good wishes.

• Now, his only aim is to get a good job that would make you have a great life and soon in near future he will marry you and start a family.

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Ryunosuke Tsunashi - 16 Idol Album - Part 3: Strength to protect

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[Disclaimer: I’m NOT a professional translator. I’m using my knowledge from 4 years of university. Please, feel free to let me know if you notice mistranslation/typo/error of any kind]

Ryunosuke: The first time I held Soutaro is still vivid in my mind

Ryunosuke: He was so small, and still I was afraid I couldn’t hold his little weight as firmly as I was supposed to… I loved his tiny hand, holding my finger with all its strength

Ryunosuke: And I couldn’t help thinking… so, now I am this little guy’s big brother… I have to protect him, I have to become strong… and thinking like this gave me courage

Ryunosuke: Of course, I do remember feeling the same for Kouno and Kota as well, but Soutaro represents the first time I actually realized I'd become a big brother. That’s why the one I told you is a special memory to me

Tenn: This is very much like you, Ryuu. Becoming strong not for yourself, but to protect somebody else

Gaku: Yeah. You’re kind and warm, and at the same time you’re strong and powerful. These roots of yours are thanks to your father, right?

Ryunosuke: Yeah. Whenever something happens he laughs it off and says everything is alright, and then he secretly takes everything on his shoulders. He’s such a kind, strong, cool dad!

Tenn: I still haven't had the honor to meet him in person, but looking at you I can tell he’s a wonderful father

Gaku: One must be a great man to raise a great son like you, Ryuu!

Ryunosuke: Ahah, thank you! It’s not about me, and still I feel happy to hear this from the two of you!

Gaku: Tell us more about your father!

Ryunosuke: Let’s see…actually, I never had the impression I looked like him much, but recently I kind of changed my mind

Tenn: What do you mean?

Ryunosuke: For example, we both cry pretty often. Soutaro did tell me I resemble him before, but now I realize it’s actually true…

Gaku: Ahah! You’re both soft-hearted, then! That’s pretty nice!

Tenn: Yes. I can’t think of an unemotional Ryuu

Ryunosuke: Y-yes, but maybe I’m a little too sentimental…

Gaku: That’s why I like you

Tenn: You’re both men who go straight to the point, mh?

Ryunosuke:...thank you…I wonder if we get more similar as I get older…

Gaku: I bet it works like that for all those who share the same blood. Even though I used to think that I would never become like my father

Tenn: And you think you do, now?

Gaku: It’s pretty weird to say it myself, but maybe the fact that once we decide on something, we both stand by our belief…?

Ryunosuke: You’re really a fighter, Gaku! And I find this side of yours amazing. You inherited it from the president, then!

Gaku: However, back then…I used to be pissed off at such a father

Tenn: You're honest with your feelings, both good and bad. They immediately show on your face, like an open book. That’s what you inherited from the president

Gaku: Well, I didn’t think we were that similar, though!?

Ryunosuke. W-well, I don’t think there's anything wrong with becoming more and more similar to each other…it may help you understand the other better!

Gaku: Shit, it’s complicated…

Gaku: How about you, Tenn? How was Mr. Nanase as a father?

Tenn: …I don't know. I haven’t seen him for a long time so I can’t really say, but I guess he also used to stare at shows like I do now

Tenn: He was so focused on shows that he couldn’t even hear our voices if we talked to him

Ryunosuke: I see… when you look at a live show DVD there is some kind of atmosphere suggesting we don't talk, indeed. It’s something you inherited from your father, then

Gaku: He must have been really devoted to work

Tenn: Yes. To the point I already understood that when I was a kid

Ryunosuke: Blood ties are really strong, aren’t they? Soutaro is also becoming very reliable, just like dad…

Gaku: Have you heard from your brothers lately?

Ryunosuke: Yeah! We had a phone call just yesterday! They told me they watched the music program we appeared in!

Tenn: I’m happy to hear that. They’re bright, honest boys

Ryunosuke: Yes! From my perspective as a big brother they’re amazing men already. And still, being told by such an enthusiastic Soutaro how cool I am when I work as a member of Trigger made me feel happy

Gaku: Hey, you’re always cool

Ryunosuke: Thanks! You too, Gaku!

Ryunosuke: But praising me wasn’t the only thing he did. During the conversation I heard him telling Kouno and Kota things like “Get in the bath!” or “Clean it up!” He was really acting like a big brother

Ryunosuke: I was touched, because I understood that Soutaro is…really becoming a man

Tenn: Soutaro kun is a cheerful boy, of course, but he also gives the impression of being very serious. When he came to our dressing rooms, he greeted us very politely

Gaku: Yeah! Despite being so young, he said something like “Please, keep on taking care of my brother!” You could immediately tell he had little brothers himself

Ryunosuke: He told me he did his best because he wanted to make a good impression on both of you. But, yes…he was able to bring our little brothers to Tokyo and also greet you in the best way

Ryunosuke: …it seems only yesterday that he was just a baby…

Gaku: My grandma told me the very same thing many times lately. So, is it a thing?

Ryunosuke: It’s a little bit of an exaggeration, but yes, I mean… just recently he was calling me “nini” and following me holding my hand

Gaku: I don’t think that happened recently, though! Right, Tenn?

Tenn: I understand what you mean, Ryuu

Ryunosuke: I was sure!

Gaku: Ah, I forgot he also has a brother complex…

Ryunosuke: Actually…I’m happy he manages to do everything even if I’m not there, but at the same time it gives me a melancholic feeling… just a bit…

Gaku: What are you saying? The fact you have such a good brother is because he followed your example

Tenn: I would like to thank him for leading us his great big brother…

Ryunosuke: Gaku…Tenn…

Gaku: You said “someone like me” a lot. So I’ll tell you again

Gaku: As sure as hell, there were many days when TRIGGER would’ve ended if you weren’t there. You’ve always been the one who kept us together

Tenn: I know that the Ryuu we know is the way he is thanks to Soutaro kun, your other little brothers and your father

Tenn: However, I feel like we have a connection stronger than blood

Ryunosuke:.....ahah… no way… my brothers always tell me I’m a crybaby…

Gaku: There’s nothing wrong with being a crybaby

Tenn: We are glad to be touched by your tender tears

Ryunosuke: Thank you. My family always inspires me, and the two of you are included in it

Ryunosuke: I’ll always do my best to be a cool big brother to you as well. I’ll always do my best to be strong enough to reassure you, no matter what happens

Ryunosuke: I want to keep on being honest with myself. I want to step on the ground with all my strength and keep on moving forward

The end

TLnotes: Next up: Momo’s 16 Idol Album

#ryuunosuke tsunashi #ryunosuke tsunashi #trigger #16 idol album #gaku yaotome #tenn kujo

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hii!! can u please make a seonghwa angst imagine about him cheated on his partner and then seonghwa regretted about his actions thanks thanks <33 love ur imagines so bad

Heartbreak

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 9.2k

Includes- Cheating, heartbreak, death, battle-violence-gore, set in Buffy the Vampire slayer world during last episode of season, vampires, reader is a slayer

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She opens the door to the building where ATEEZ's studio is

Seonghwa told her they were recording for their Japanese album

She wants to see Seonghwa before she leaves for Sunnydale

She's been called there to help Buffy and Faith fight the first evil

She and Seonghwa had a huge fight about her leaving because his comeback is tomorrow night and she's going to miss it

Ever since she was called as a slayer, her relationship with Seonghwa had been strained

He doesn't support her at all, complaining and getting angry when she has to cancel

He never wants to talk to her about anything that has to do with slaying

It hurts that she can't talk to the man she loves about her fears because yes she is terrified when she goes out there and fights demons

Huge monsters she's never seen before, with talons, sharp teeth, claws, spikes, and a number of other dangerous features on their body

And she's expected to run towards them, towards the danger and kill them, save the world

Even when she's hurt, he doesn't say anything about the injuries

He has said she's fine because she has super healing but that doesn't change the fact that the injuries hurt

The only one she can speak to is her best friend San

He listens, he talks to her, he tries to comfort her

He's been there since they were little and he's always been her rock and she his

She wishes Seonghwa would be that for her and he was but since she became the slayer, he's been distant

She doesn't want to go to Sunnydale on a bad note with Seonghwa

She wants to talk to him, apologize again and spend some time with him before she has to go

She heads towards their main recording room, passing by Hongjoong's open studio door

"Uh Jo?", she hears behind her

"Hi Joongie", she answer, turning to him

"What uh what are you doing here? I thought you were going to California?"

She nods, "I am but I can't just leave things with Seonghwa in a fight. I want to talk to him and say bye before I go"

"Oh", he says, his voice higher than normal, "He's busy recording now"

"That's ok. I'll just wait in the room until he's done"

Maybe if he sees her there, he'll know she cares and doesn't want to leave him

"Uh the guys are there. It's kind crowded"

Hongjoong is acting very strangely but she doesn't really have time to deal with that

"It's fine Joongie", she says, turning around and heading to the room

"Uh-", he says, following her

As she walks down the hallway, Wooyoung, Yeosang, Yunho and Mingi come down the opposite way, towards her

"Oh Jo! Hi!", Wooyoung says loudly

"Hi", she answers wondering what's wrong with them

From their body language they're all acting weird

"Thought you left", Yeosang says

"Uh not yet. I came to talk to Seonghwa"

"Yeah he's busy. Recording", Yunho says

What the fuck is their problem?

She's been in the recording room while he's in the booth before

Why are they acting like it's such a big deal now?

"I know. Joongie told me. I'm just gonna wait for him"

"Cool, you can wait in Hongjoong's studio and I'll tell him to go there as soon as he's done", Mingi suggests

She has no idea what is going on or why they're trying to keep her from the recording room but she doesn't have time for their crap

She moves quickly, side stepping them and walks fast down the hall

She hears them following her, making her wonder what they're hiding

Jongho comes around the corner, his eyes widening at seeing her but she bypasses him and gets to the door

She turns the knob when Jongho says, "Jo, wait"

She opens the door, walking in the room

And gets an eye full of Seonghwa

With another girl on his lap

She can see him behind the glass in the room, sitting on a chair, his back to the glass, both him and the girl naked

And she's riding him hard

The image sears in her mind and she can't tear her eyes away from the horrific scene

The girl moves on Seonghwa, moaning, while his hands grip her ass hard

"Yes fuck. God so fucking good jagi"

Her heart shatters in that moment

He called this girl jagi

That's his name for her, the nickname he always called her from day one

And he's calling this girl that

"Love this pussy fucking hell, best pussy I've ever been in"

The hole where her heart was is in agony hearing him

She knows he can't hear her unless she talks into the microphone or he'd hear her soft sobs

The girl smiles at him, bending down and kissing him

The scene becomes blurry as she realizes she's crying

Her body gets pulled back, the door closing, cutting her from the heartbreaking view of the love of her life fucking another girl

My god she didn't know someone could hurt this much

Didn't know that emotional pain is ten times worse than physical pain

She wishes she was in physical pain right now

"Jo", Mingi starts

"How long?", she asks, her voice shaky

They exchange looks and she doesn't want anymore lies

"How long? Don't lie to me?"

"Six months or so"

What?

He's been cheating on her for six months?

Where the hell has she been?

Yes she hasn't been with him as much as she used to but it's not like she doesn't see him

How has he been able-

She stops, her thought remembering how the guys tried to stop her from going to the recording room

They...they know?

"You knew?", she whispers

One by one they all nod

Oh god, they knew

And they kept it from her

That's how he was able to cheat on her

They helped him, covered it up, kept her in the dark

Then a truly terrifying thought hits her

Did San know?

He has to if they all knew

There's no way he could not know

"San knew?", she asks, sadly

Hongjoong shakes his head

"San doesn't know"

"How is that possible?", she says quietly

"We...we kept him away. Preoccupied him when Hwa was with her. Lied to him about where Hwa was during performances or practices", Wooyoung answers

That's why he's not here right now

"Where-"

"Home sleeping. He was really tired and we convinced him to go home", Yeosang says

So they lied to San too

"San doesn't know", she repeats

Theret's so many things running through her head and she just wants confirmation on this

"No, he doesn't", Wooyoung confirms

"But you all did and....you....didn't tell me", she accuses

"I just...he's happy when he's with her", Yunho says slowly

"You're not there for him anymore", Wooyoung adds

"He's at everything alone. All the comebacks, all the shoots, practices, he's always alone", Yeosang says, "And he's always unhappy"

It's funny that they mention that when she's been by his side for years

It's just been the last two years that she's been absent

And she tries as hard as she can to go to everything she can

She can't help if there's an apocalypse she needs to stop

"We....we don't condone it but we understand", Mingi says

And what, fuck her feelings right?

She doesn't matter right?

She's only been their friend since ATEEZ started but I guess you have to be in the group for them to care

At least San didn't know

That's a small favor in the hurt she's feeling right now

San didn't know and betray her too

It was just Seonghwa and the rest of them

"I'm sorry Jo", Jongho says, "But it's been over between the two of you for a long time"

Well this is the first time she's hearing this

She still loves him with all her heart and she thought he felt the same

"Jo, look-", Hongjoong starts but she can't bear to hear anymore

"I have to go....I have to get to... Sunnydale....flight leaving soon"

In reality her flight is in five hours

She just wanted to spend time with Seonghwa before she left

Now she can't and she never will again

With that she turns and walks away from her friends

From the love of her life, her heart in shambles

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She gets off the plane and heads to the airport exit

Giles is supposed to pick her up

She's exhausted

She spent the last several hours crying, the pain overwhelming

And through it all, she wonders when it changed to become this

Why didn't he talk to her first?

Why did his feeling change?

When did they change?

Why did he stop loving her?

Why didn't he just break up with her instead of betraying her and putting her through this agony?

Why did he stop loving her?

Yes she hasn't been there for every single thing like she used to, yes she cancels a lot but why did he have to stop loving her?

She still loves him, more than anything, more than her life

And when he became an idol, when wasn't there in the beginning, when he cancelled a lot, her feelings didn't change

She stayed by his side, she dealt with the loneliness and she loved him

She doesn't understand why it's different for him

These thoughts are just the same ones that have been circling around her mind and it's driving her crazy

Maybe she can crash at Buffy's for a few hours

She needs to sleep to get ready for tomorrow

As she walks to the exit, she unlocks her phone and texts San, telling him she's in Sunnydale

He texted her before she got on the flight and asked her to text when she got there

She got nothing from Seonghwa, which hurts but isn't a surprise

Not anymore

She puts her phone in her pocket, not bothering to text Seonghwa that she landed like she normally does when she's away from him

It's not like he cares anymore anyway

She exits the airport, looking for Giles car

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She's nodding off during Buffy's team speech

She's heard these before when she's come to help out during the last two years

Buffy got her up to speed when she got there

Buffy got the scythe that belongs to the slayer, they're attacking the first and it's army tomorrow morning, Willow will use the magic in the scythe to make all the potential slayers real slayers like her

She already knows what's going to happen, so her mind isn't paying attention

She's crashing and it takes everything in her to stay awake

She took an hour nap on the drive to Sunnydale but then it's been introductions to the potentials, "war" meetings with Buffy and the Scooby gang and a number of other things that are keeping her from sleeping

Seonghwa still hasn't texted her

He's probably busy with the girl

Tears spring to her eyes as she remembers what she saw

Even though he's cheating on her, she missed him

She still loves him, she wishes she could be in his arms, with him and it fucking hurts to know that will never happen again

Because as much as she loves him, she can't be with him anymore

That thought kills her every time

"Are you ready to be strong?", Buffy asks, finishing her speech

The potentials nod, then the meeting disperses

She has one thing to do before she can go to sleep

Approaching Buffy and Willow, they turn to her

"Hey Jo. Ready for tomorrow?", Willow asks

"Yeah"

"Really? You don't look so hot", Buffy asks

"I just need sleep. Jet lag", she says, then hands them a piece of paper with a phone number on it, "If anything happens to me, call San. He's my best friend"

Willow raises her eyebrow

"Not Seong-", Buffy starts

"Call San", she insists, "His number is on the paper. His name is Choi, San"

Willow and Buffy exchange a worried look

"You sure?", Willow asks

"Call San", she repeats

"Uh sure", Buffy agrees

She nods, the turns and heads to the room Buffy gave her for the night

San is the only one she has left

And the only one she loves to let know if she dies

No one else would care

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She stands over the hellmouth with Buffy, Faith and all the potential slayers

One by one they each pass the knife and slice their hand open

Narae leans over Seonghwa, pressing her lips to his, kissing him sensually, his arms wrapping around her

He has the whole weekend uninterrupted with her since his girlfriend left to fight with Buffy

He misses her and he'd rather be with her but everything is so strained

He's contemplating ending things with Narae and really focusing on fixing everything with Joanne when she comes back

But for now, he falls into Narae's kiss

She holds her hand out, squeezing a fist, her blood hitting the seal at the same time as the other girls

The pieces of the seal crack open until there's a hole big enough for a person to slide through

The entrance to the hellmouth

He slides Narae's shirt up her body, tossing it to the floor

He's already naked, with a condom on as she jumped on him as soon as the door closed

He unclasps her bra, that joining the pile, his mouth around her perky nipple, sucking softly

The rest of her clothes come off, then he helps her climb on him, her wet cunt dripping on him

She walks next to Buffy and Faith, towards the edge of a cliff

Spike is complaining about the necklace and something about Elizabeth Taylor

She's not paying attention to anything really

She woke up worse than yesterday and inside she's falling apart

She doesn't want to be here, she wants to be at home, in her bed

She doesn't care about this whole battle when her life is in shambles

She doesn't care if she lives or dies

Narae holds his cock up, her pussy engulfing him as she slides down

He moans loudly, the pleasure good

Not as good as when he's with his girlfriend though

He tells Narae she's the best but she's not

Joanne is

Everything about her is ten times better but him and her are in such a bad place and he doesn't get to be with her as much as he'd like

So Narae will have to do

She's good at sex, she rides him good, her body is hot, her face is pretty

It's good enough

Narae kisses him hard, bouncing hard and fast on his cock right away, throwing him into pleasure and every thought of his girlfriend leaves his mind

"I'm not worried", Buffy says in a worried voice

She and their group get to the edge of the cliff, the tens of thousands of ubervamps coming into view

Great

Just great

They're all dead

"As long as Willow does the spell before they-", Buffy is saying as the ubervamps all stop what they're doing and look at us, "Notice us"

Wonderful

"Harder jagi", he gasps, getting lost in Narae's tight cunt

She's pulsing so quickly making every stretch of her around him all the more pleasurable

Her hands move in his hair, pulling his head back, her mouth kissing his neck

His hands are squeezing her ass hard, helping her slide up and down his cock

The ubervamps charge and she gets ready to fight

Buffy has the scythe, while she has a sword and a stake

An ubervamp runs right in front of her and she immediately shoves her stake in his chest, the vamp disintegrating in front of her

Much like her heart when she saw Seonghwa yesterday

She swings the sword, decapitating three ubervamps in a row

She smashes her fist into the vamp's face to her right, then turns and kicks another right in the stomach, it flying backwards

She ducks under a punch, then swings the sword up cutting a vamp in half, turning him to dust

He thrusts into Narae's pussy, her legs on his shoulders and shoved towards her chest

She screams his name as he pounds into her, splitting her open on his cock

She already came once but he doesn't really care

He's not about giving her multiple orgasms like he is with his girlfriend

With Narae all he wants is to cum

"Get tighter", he whines, feeling her clench him so hard he gasps, "Good girl"

Her fingers dig into his upper arms, her body right against his, their sweat mixing together

She feels so good and he's in so much bliss, getting closer

Blocking a punch with her arm, she stabs the stake into the ubervamps eye, then pulls it out and buries it in his chest

She threw her sword to Faith awhile ago, when Buffy was stabbed and fell

Slapping the hand of a Ubervamp away, she uppercuts his chin then pulls her arm back and embeds her hand in it's chest

She grabs it's heart and pulls it out, the vampire dust in seconds

Vamps and Bringers are escaping, potentials turned slayers are dying around her and she's desperately trying to kill as many as she can to spare them

She doesn't care about herself, more about the young girls whose lives haven't started yet

She jumps, doing a flying kick to a vamp's face knocking it over

Grabbing a vamp's oncoming fist, she twists it's arm, bones snapping, then flipping him over her shoulder

It lands on its back, her stake in it's heart

Quickly turning, her hand flies out, stopping a kick then punching hard into the stomach of the ubervamp three times before staking him

She sees Buffy getting up, one of the potentials throwing Buffy the scythe

Suddenly she gets knocked down, four ubervamps surrounding her, slashing her body, pain hitting her hard

But it still doesn't compare to the agony inside her, to the pain of losing Seonghwa

She grabs one of the vamp's hand, completely snapping it in the opposite direction

Her legs fly out, kicking one of them in the knee cap and it goes down

She throws her arms out, her palms hitting two of the vamp's in the chest, them flying back

She flips herself up, spin kicking the one she hit in the knee in it's face, then stakes him

As one ubervamp tries to run pass her, she grabs it, shoving her stake in it's back and hitting it's heart that way

As it turns to dust, she throws the stake forward, embedding in the heart of an oncoming ubervamp

Another one replaces it, the amount of vamps seeming endless

He jackhammers his cock into Narae from behind, her pussy squelching so loudly, sucking him back in with every stroke

He's covered in sweat, his hair pasted to his forehead, his skin smacking against hers while she screams for more

He's so close, he just needs a few more tugs on his cock from her pretty little hole

"I'm gonna cum", he yells

She looks around, the number of vamps she killed not dwindling the sheer number of ubervamps at all

She does not know how they are going to win

If they're going to win

She keeps fighting, Buffy having thrown her the scythe

Buffy was right, this belongs to the slayer

She feels the power in the weapon, feels like it belongs to her

She hears Buffy yelling her name as she decapitates two vampires

She lifts her head towards Buffy, seeing Buffy's mouth moving but not hearing what she's saying

Suddenly she feels agonizing pain in her chest, her eyes looking down, her brain trying to register what it's seeing before it completely shuts down

A taloned hand coming through her chest from her back, a heart in it's hand

Her heart

"Joanne!", Buffy screams, running towards her

The pain dulls, her eyes closing as the hand pulls back and out of her, her body crumpling to the floor, Seonghwa's face the last thing in her mind

"Oh fuck Narae!", he moans as he cums inside the condom, pleasure so fucking incredible, her small pussy milking him for everything, "Yes jagi, fuck"

Buffy runs at the vampire that just killed Joanne

That just ripped her heart clean out of her body and is licking the blood off it

Buffy sees red, grabbing and swinging the scythe and decapitating the ubervamp in one swing

It won't bring Joanne back but Buffy promises her that they will win this fight

For her

Seonghwa leaves his room for a minute while Narae sleeps

He unlocks his cell phone, calling Joanne's number

She never called him when she landed and he was too busy to call her

The phone rings and rings and rings

"Hi, this is Jo, leave a message and I'll call you back. Maybe"

He smiles to himself at her sass

He waits for the beep then he says, "Hi jagi. I'm calling to see how you are, if you got to Sunnydale ok. Call me back when you can"

He hangs up the phone, then goes back to his room, into his bed, cuddling with Narae as he falls asleep

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Seonghwa POV

It's unusually quiet in the dorm this morning

Normally Wooyoung is yelling and making a huge scene about something, Yeosang telling him to knock it off

Hongjoong's not shouting 'shut the fuck up' every five minutes either

I wonder if they left already and forgot to get me

I disentangle myself from Narae, getting up, pulling on a t-shirt and sweatpants

Opening the door, I walk in the hallway looking for the guys

Hearing some voices in the kitchen, I head there

Walking in, I find all the guys surrounding San, who's on the phone and sobbing

What the hell is going on?

Hongjoong looks up at me, tears pooling in his eyes

Oh my god did something bad happen?

"Yes, I understand. Thanks for calling", San says, his voice cracking

He hangs up the phone, puts his face in his hands and cries harder

Wooyoung stands next to him, side hugging him

"Uh what's going on?", I ask, bewildered

San looks up at me, his eyes full of anger

Did I do something to piss him off?

I don't think I did

"Joanne is dead", he spits

It takes a few seconds for his words to process and when they do, my heart slams in my throat

"No she's not. That's not funny"

He's an ass for joking like that

That's not something to joke about

"I'm not fucking around", San growls, tears streaming down his face, "She's dead. She died in the fighting in Sunnydale"

"What are you talking about?", I yell, panicking, remembering that she didn't call me when she landed, which is so unlike her

"She was killed. By an ubervamp"

"A Uber what?"

"I don't know. That's what Buffy said. It's like a super vampire or something. They were fighting an army of them. One killed Joanne"

"How? Will she come back as a vampire?"

He glares at me, "She can't come back without a heart"

"What the fuck?", Mingi gasps

"What are you talking about?", Jongho asks

"That's what Buffy told me. This ubervamp ripped her heart out of her chest"

"You're fucking lying!", I shout, panic hitting me hard

I can't believe that

She's not dead

She's not

She's coming back

"I'm not lying! The vampire punched through her back into her chest, his hand bursting out from her chest. With her heart in his hand. Buffy saw it. She said she can't unsee it"

Punched through her?

Oh god she had to have been in so much pain

"I can't...oh god", Wooyoung says, getting to the garbage just in time to throw up

"The fucking vampire was licking the blood from her heart when Buffy killed it. And Jo is dead", San whispers

She dead

Gone

She's not coming back

My heart seizes and the agony I feel is beyond any pain I've ever felt in my life

"We...we...we should give her a funeral. Did you tell Buffy to send her body home?", Yunho says

San shakes his head, "There isn't a body"

"What are you talking about?", Hongjoong yells, "Of course there's a body"

I can't handle this

I'm going to have to see my jagi in a....in a coffin

Oh my fucking god

I lean on the back of a chair to keep myself upright as tears fill my eyes

"There isn't. Sunnydale, the hellmouth imploded. There is nothing left of the entire area. Just a huge crater in the earth. She's.... she's either buried thousands of feet under it or...or her body was crushed from everything falling on top of her. There is no more of her to bury", San cries

I can't help it, I burst into tears

She's gone

She's really gone and I...I didn't talk to her before she left

I'm never going to see her again

I'm never going to hear her voice or see her smile

The pain that hits me almost brings me to my knees

"Why are you crying?", San snarls

I look up at him in shock

What is he talking about?

He just told me my girlfriend died

The girl I love is dead

"What are you talking about?", I sob, "She's dead!"

"Like you care!", he shouts, anger in his watery eyes

"Of course I fucking care!", I yell, "I love her!"

He stands up so fast, his hands in fists at his sides, "You don't! You can't love her if you're fucking that skank!"

Fuck

He knows

But even so, that doesn't mean I don't love her

I do, with all my heart

We're just having problems

"You're cheating on her! When she was fighting for us, dying to save the world, you were fucking another girl!", he roars, "Don't tell me you love her, you fucking liar"

"I do love her!", I yell, "We just...there are problems and....I handled it wrong"

He scoffs, "You've been fucking this bitch for months. And why? Because you're upset that she doesn't have as much time for you like she used to? Because she has to miss performances?"

I mean yes, it was bothering me and anytime I brought it up, she apologized but said it was her job

I was getting tired of it and I was getting tired of her ignoring the problems, never talking about it

"You're so fucking selfish. She loved you with everything she had. She was upset that she had to leave you to go fight. She used to cry about it to me and she used to be so scared that you'd be angry, that you'd break up with her", San snaps, "But all you cared about was yourself. You didn't care that she was facing death every time she went out there. You didn't care that she was so scared of these things that she had to fight. Instead of trying to understand, you went behind her back and betrayed her"

I didn't know about any of this

I didn't know she went to San to tell him her fears

And I had no idea she was scared of these demons

She never showed fear, she acted like she knew what she was doing, that it wasn't a big deal

But I would have if I would of talked to her

"You never wanted to hear anything about her being a slayer. You just fought with her about it. You were never there for her like she was for you. And now that she's dead you want to say you love her? Fuck you!"

I don't know what to say

I am an asshole and I shouldn't have cheated on her

And I can't make it better

She's never coming back and I can't fix it like I wanted to

"You're so lucky she didn't know about you cheating on her. Because that would have fucking devastated her"

I know it would have

I would be devastated

I guess that's something good in this horrifying situation

"She knew", Hongjoong whispers

My head snaps to him immediately, shock and horror filling me, making more tears flow

"What?", I whisper

"She knew", Hongjoong repeats, "She...she found out the day she left for Sunnydale"

I feel my heart drop to my feet

How did she know?

How did she find out?

"How?", San asks for me

"She...she came to the studio. To say goodbye to Seonghwa. She..she wanted to say bye to him", Yeosang whispers, "She saw them. Saw her on him, heard him"

Oh my god

No, fuck

"We tried to stop her from going to the recording booth to talk to him but she pushed through us and went anyway", Yunho says soflty

I feel sick to my stomach

What did I do to her?

Oh god

"You all knew?", San asks, in complete disbelief

Hongjoong nods, "Yeah, we all knew. And we....we said some things...."

"What things?", San yells, fury on his face

"We uh told her that she's never there for Hwa. That uh...he's happy with Narae. And we understand why he's with Narae", Mingi answers

"We told her it was over between them and had been for a long time", Jongho whispers

Oh my god they did what?

Why would they tell her these things?

Why would they speak for me?

"Are you fucking kidding me? You told her these things after she saw Seonghwa fucking another girl and you let her leave?", San screams, "You knew what she was up against and you let her go after all that? Why didn't you fucking tell me if you knew? Why did you hide it from me?"

"Because we understood where Seonghwa was coming from and we knew you'd stop it", Yunho explains, "We just wanted Hwa to be happy"

"And what, fuck her?", San roars, "Fuck the girl who's your friend, who's saved your asses countless times from vampire sasaengs, who fights to save the world to keep you from dying a horrible death. Her feelings don't matter?"

No one says anything and I'm just completely horrified and devastated

"You all are so fucking wrong for this. You sent her into a fight after all this and now she's dead! You might as well have killed her yourself!"

Oh my god he's right

She went into the fight devastated, hurt

I betrayed her, her friends turned their back on her

It's my fault she's dead

Oh my fucking god, it's my fault

I feel sick, like I can't breath and I cry harder, hyperventilating

She's dead

The last time she saw me was when I was fucking another girl

She died knowing I was cheating on her, thinking I was happy with someone else

She died thinking I didn't love her

My stomach turns and I run to the garbage, just making it as I throw up into it

I can't fix it

I can't tell her I love her, I can't apologize, can't tell her how sorry I am, can't beg her to forgive me, to take me back

I can't do any of that because she's dead

"Fuck all of you", San yells, then looks at me, "Fuck you Seonghwa. Not only did the vampire rip her heart out, you did too. You fucking asshole. Because of you asses, she died thinking I knew he was cheating on her!"

"No she didn't San", Wooyoung says, "She knew you didn't know. She asked and we told her you didn't"

He looks at me, rage in his eyes, "At least she knew that I didn't betray her. At least she knew she could count on me when she couldn't count on you"

San turns away from us, walking away

"San, wait-", Wooyoung calls

"Fuck off. All of you. Leave me alone", he snarls, "I'm going to a hotel. I can't stand the fucking sight of any of you"

"San please", Yeosang pleads, "We messed up. We're sorry"

"Sorry doesn't bring her back"

He's right

Sorry does nothing

Sorry doesn't put her heart back in her chest

Sorry doesn't make her body reappear, doesn't make her alive again

Sorry is worthless

San leaves, slamming his door closed

Hongjoong turns to me, "Hwa-"

"Why would you tell her those things?", I ask quietly, wiping my eyes

It's no use, the tears aren't stopping anytime soon

"Why would you speak for me? Especially after she saw?"

"Because we were telling her the things you said to us. We were trying to defend you", Mingi explains

I shake my head, "I didn't need to be defended. I needed her to come into the room and yell at me and curse me out and make me realize the fucked up shit I've been doing. I needed you to tell me off for cheating on her, not help me keep doing it"

They're silent

It's not like anything they say will make anything better

"She's gone", I whisper, "She died thinking I didn't love her. That is so far from the truth. I love her with all my heart. And I can't tell her that. I can't fix this. I can't...."

I stop talking, my heart shattering into a million pieces as it hits me that she's really not coming home

I can't handle this

I can't

I need to sit down

I need...I need her

But it's too late

I turn from them, going back to my room

I forgot that Narae is there

She's already awake, sitting up and on her phone

She looks up at me, alarm on her face, "Seonghwa what's wrong?"

I sit at the edge of the bed, just looking at nothing, my thoughts all on Joanne

My jagi

"Seonghwa?", Narae calls, coming closer to me

"She's gone"

"What?"

"She's gone", I repeat louder

"Who's gone?", she asks, confusion in her voice

"She's dead", I whisper, tears falling, "She's dead and she's not coming back"

"Who?"

"Joanne"

"Your girlfriend? The one who's never there for you, who fights with you?"

I hate hearing her talk about Joanne like that but it's my fault

I vented to her about Joanne

"She died?", Narae asks

I nod, "She's gone"

"Oh wow...I uh....that's...horrible", she says, although I doubt she means it, "Do you need anything?"

"I need you to go"

A pause

"What?", she asks

"I need you to go. Leave", I answer, wanting to be alone

"Uh really?"

Yes really

I just told her my girlfriend is dead

What the hell does she think, I'd want to spend time with her right now?

"Yes. Leave and don't come back", I say, doing what I should of done months ago, "This is over. It shouldn't have happened at all"

"But Hwa-"

"Please, just go", I say, tears breaking over my waterline, falling down my eyes

"Fine", she says sounding upset but I can't care right now

I barely hear her getting dressed or notice she's leaving until I hear my door slam closed

I immediately turn, laying on my pillow and completely lose it

I sob hysterically, just wanting her

Wanting her in my arms right now

Wanting to apologize and beg her forgiveness, tell her I love her more than anything

But she's not coming back

She's never coming back

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One week later

I lay in bed awake, staring at the ceiling

I can't sleep

I haven't slept much in the last week

Everything has gone to hell

San is gone

Took a break from the group

KQ made an announcement, saying someone close to him died and he needs time

He didn't even tell us, we found out through our managers

We don't know where he is

We haven't seen him since he went to the hotel

I know he bought Joanne a plot in a cemetery

He put up a picture on Instagram of it with flowers he laid on the grass, saying that he's going to miss her so much

I tried texting him to find out where it is so I can go but he told me to fuck off

I don't know which cemetery it is and even if I go to one I'd have no idea where to look

I don't want to get another plot for her since San has one

I just have to hope that he'll eventually tell me where it is

My life sucks

The public didn't know about me and her so I can't take a break like San is

It'd be suspicious if two of us took a break

The managers are being more lenient with me since, you know, my girlfriend died

I'm kinda on a break but the public doesn't know about it

I've just been staying home, trying not to fall apart all the time

The guys are fucked up, guilt eating at them for what they said to her before she left

Hongjoong is especially feeling guilty for not stopping her from leaving

I don't know what San is feeling although I know it's not good

I just a mess

Sometimes I forget she's gone and I pick up my phone to text her, then when I realize I can't I break down

I wish I could see her again, tell her I'm sorry, tell her I love her, I miss her

Just talk to her

I really don't know how I'm supposed to live my whole life without her

I know I fucked up and if she found out I cheated she'd break up with me

But at least she'd be alive, at least she'd be here so I could try to get her back and show her I love her

I can't do that now

And I can't believe I was an idiot and let her leave without seeing her

I didn't even call her until after I fucked Narae and realized she never texted me

I know when I called her she was already gone

That's why she didn't pick up

And I didn't think anything of it, didn't freak out she didn't pick up

I just went right to bed with Narae

It makes me sick to my stomach and I hate myself

I close my eyes, despair filling me as I start crying again

"Hwa", I hear

In her voice

That's impossible

I have to be hearing things

"Seonghwa"

Opening my eyes, I sit up, turning around towards the door and my heart jumps in my chest

"What the fuck?", I gape, staring at her

She's here

How...how is....she's...what?

"Joanne?"

"Hi Hwa", she says softly

"How...did you...are you alive?", I stammer

She shakes her head sadly, "No. I'm dead"

"But-"

"I'm allowed to come see people who are having a hard time with my death. Only once", she says, "I already talked to San"

"So you can stay-"

"For a little. Then I have to go"

"Where? Where are you going?"

I don't want her to go

There's not enough time to spend with her

"Heaven"

My eyes bug out of my head, "Heaven?"

Like actual heaven?

If anyone deserves to go to heaven it's her

She's the ultimate good guy

A hero

She shrugs, sitting next to me on my bed, "Yeah. Or a heaven dimension. There's literally hundreds of them. I'm not sure which one and I don't know if it's the heaven heaven that the religions talk about"

"What's it like?"

"Peaceful. Beautiful. Happy. Everyone laughing. Everyone getting along. No violence. Everything has a soft tint to it"

Sound like an amazing place

A place where she belongs

I just wish it wasn't away from me

"So you live on a cloud or something?"

She laughs, "No. It's like here. A city. Countryside. Houses. Parks. We live like you guys do we just don't need to eat or really sleep. It's like a big mellow party"

"That's sounds great", I say, looking down at my floor

A silence rises and I don't know what to say

She's here, right next to me, something I've been wishing for and I don't know what to say

"Hwa, I'm here. I know you're having a hard time with my death. Talk to me", she says gently

Tears fill my eyes, "I'm sorry"

"I know Hwa"

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I...I handled everything wrong. Instead of talking to you, trying to fix everything, I strayed and I cheated. I'm sorry"

She stays silent, waiting for me to continue

"I hate that you died thinking I didn't love you. I hate that the last time you saw me I was...with another girl. Do...do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you Hwa. I wasn't angry with you. I didn't have time to get there. I was devastated. Hurt. And I didn't even get to deal with those feelings. I had to go to Sunnydale, I had to listen to war plans, I had to fight thousands of ubervamps. I didn't have time for anything", she explains, "And yes, I did think you didn't love me anymore. And I did die thinking that"

"I'm sorry", I cry, tears breaking over my face

"Hwa, when I died...how do I put this..", she says, "It's like...you know things. Everything that you always questioned, everything you thought you knew is confirmed, answered or changed. Especially concerning the people you love"

She continues, "I did think you didn't love me but when I got to...heaven...I knew that you did love me. Somehow I knew. Even though you cheated, I know that you love me with all your heart"

I feel a huge relief in my chest

I'm glad she knows I love her

I was a massive idiot, but I do love her more than anything in this world

"I do jagi. I love you so much"

She nods, "I love you too Hwa. I always loved you. And I forgive you for cheating"

I break down sobbing hearing that

She forgives me

I don't deserve it

I know I don't and I'm so grateful

"I'm sorry Jo. I'm sorry I was such a selfish asshole. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you like you were for me. I should of been. I should of talked to you about your slaying. I should of been the person you could talk to about your fears instead of San. I'm sorry I made you constantly worry I was going to break up with you. I should of supported you like you always supported me. I shouldn't have been so self absorbed. And I should never have cheated"

"It's alright Hwa"

I shake my head, "No it's not. It's not ok. And I'm sorry the guys told you those things. I never asked them to speak for me"

She nods

"And I didn't love her baby. I swear. As bad as it was, it was just sex. I love you. I'm only in love with you. Never her"

She nods, taking my hand and I hold on to her for dear life

"I know baby. You should have talked to me instead of cheating so we could of fixed things. But it's over now baby and I forgive you"

Tears pour down my face hearing her call me baby

I didn't know I needed to hear that from her one last time

"I miss you so much", I sob

She takes me in her arms and I hold on to her tightly, never wanting to let go

"I miss you Hwa"

"Baby please don't go. I can't...I can't be without you. Please I'll do anything. I'll give anything. Please don't leave me"

"I'm sorry Hwa. I want to stay with you but I can't"

"No please", I panic, burying my face in her neck

I desperately smell her scent that I'm trying to commit to memory

I'm aware that this is the last time I'm going to see her and I'm savoring everything

The feel of her arms around me, the feel of her soft hair, the sound of her voice, everything single detail about her

"I love you so much Seonghwa"

Lifting my head, I look at her beautiful face, commiting everything to memory

"I love you Joanne. With all my heart jagi"

Tears fall down her face as she smiles softly, touching my cheek

"Please don't baby", I beg

"I wish I could stay Hwa. I want that more than anything"

"Wait for me. Please baby. Wait for me there until I can get there and be with you"

"Baby, I..I want you to live your life. If you fall in love again, I want you to go for it. I want you to get married, have kids, live a full life. I don't want you holding back because I'm not here"

I shake my head, "I can't baby. I don't want that without you"

"You feel that way now baby. But if it happens I don't want you to feel guilty. It's ok baby. You still need to live", she says gently, "Live your life, for me baby"

"Jagi-"

"Please Hwa. Promise me you'll live your life. However you want, with no guilt. I want you to be happy"

I can't be happy without her

She's my happiness

My everything

"Please Hwannie"

"I'll promise if you promise to wait there for me"

She looks at me wearily but I'm adamant about this

"No matter what kind of life I have, I know I want to spend my forever with you. We...our life together was cut short jagi. I hate that. And I have so much to make up for"

"You don't Hwa"

"Yes jagi, I do. Please promise me"

She smiles sadly, "Ok Hwa. I promise"

"I promise too", I say sadly

"I love you", she says softly

"I love you"

She moves closer, her lips pressing against mine in our last kiss

That thought completely breaks me but I'm not going to fall apart now

I'm going to make sure this is the best last kiss we have until we meet again

Pulling her against me, I kiss her deeply, pouring all my love into it so she knows it's not just words

The kiss lasts for awhile but for me it's too quick

She looks in my eyes, smiling softly, "I'll always be here baby. Even if you can't see me, I'm here"

I nod, not believing I'm not going to see her again

"Goodbye Hwannie"

"Goodbye Jo. My jagi", I choke out, a new wave of tears falling

Her soft lips press a soft gentle kiss to my lips and the next thing I know, she's gone

"Jagi?", I call, freaking out, "Jagi!"

She's gone

She's really gone

"No jagi, come back!", I cry hysterically, "Please baby, come back"

"Hwa"

I turn to my doorway to see San standing in the threshold, crying as well

"She came to you?", he asks

I nod, trying to wipe my eyes but I can't stop crying

I miss her so much and I feel like there's a hole in my chest that will never heal

"Me too"

"I...I miss her", I sob, my hands shaking, "I can't...I can't do this without her San"

He comes towards me, hugging me tightly and I cling onto him

"I'm sorry San. I'm sorry"

"I know Hwa. She....she told me she forgives you. And she loves you"

I burst out into more tears, hugging San tighter or I'm gonna collapse

"I want her back. I need her"

San nods, "She wants us to live our lives Hwa. She wants us to be happy"

"I can't", I sob

"You can. It doesn't seem like that now but you can Hwa. You have to. We have to. For her. It's what she wants. We have to do it for her"

I nod, knowing that it will be hard but I'll do anything for her

She told me she wants me to live and for her, I'll do it

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The next day

Placing the flowers on the grass in the cemetery, I sit down

"Hi jagi", I whisper, tears pooling in my eyes

I know she's not in this grave, her body isn't either but I know she's here with me

I asked San to bring me to the cemetery and he did

Last night him and I spoke to each other and I told him everything that happened

The cheating, the way I was feeling, the mistakes I made in our relationship

He listened and why he got why I was feeling the way I did but he still told me I was an asshole for cheating and gently reamed me for it

I agree and I deserve what he said

I even think he went too soft on me

"I miss you so much jagi. I know I saw you last night but it wasn't enough time", I whisper, "It'll never be enough time"

San told me about the headstone he ordered

A black one- her favorite color

Her name engraved on it along with her birth and death dates

He also said her put "Best friend, loving girlfriend, Hero"

She deserves to be called a hero

She was one

A silent hero who protected the world and no one knew about it

And I was too stupid to appreciate her heroism until it was too late

I stay talking to her for awhile, just about stupid things, telling her I miss her and love her every few minutes

Apologizing over and over

"Hwa", San calls softly, "We have to go. The cemetery is closing in ten minutes"

I nod

Turn back to her grave, I touch the grass

"I love you Joanne. More than anything in this world. I'm so honored to have been your boyfriend even if I was a sucky one. I'm so lucky to have had your love. I promise I'll keep the promise I add you and I'll live my life for you"

Kissing my hand, I put it on the grass then stand up

"I love you jagi"

Then I turn and walk with San to the car determined to keep my promise

And I know, I'll see her again

Not matter how long it takes, I'll see her again

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Years later

"Seonghwa?"

I open my eyes, turning to the sound of her voice

She's looking at me in complete shock

"Hwa? Is it really you?"

I smile, nodding, "It's me jagi"

"Hwa!", she yells, running towards me

I catch her, lifting her up, her lips crashing into mine in a kiss I waited my life time for

Her arms slide around my neck and I feel like I'm home, kissing her with everything in me

When the kiss ends, we hold each other tightly

"I missed you Hwa"

"I missed you so much jagi"

"How are you here?"

"I told you I'd come", I answer

"But Hwa-"

"I died jagi", I tell her, "I did what you asked of me. I lived my whole life and I died an old man. 97 to be exact"

San was right that night

I had to go on living

For her

Living without her was the hardest thing I've ever did in my whole life

The pain of losing her, of being without her lasted my whole lifetime

It dulled over the years but it was there

And even though I was without her, I always remembered her, I was happy

The headstone San got was beautiful and I visited her grave as often as I could

ATEEZ became popular and we were known worldwide

I never did get married or have kids

I never fell in love again

I did have girlfriends but it was never love

She is the only one who had my entire heart and she had it for my entire life

It was always her

I didn't have kids of my own but I did help out with the guy's kids when they got married and had them

The eight of us stayed best friends, brothers for our whole lives, living close to each other and seeing each other often

Even in our old age we did things together

When I got sick, I wasn't upset or scared

I knew I was going to her soon

See her again, hold her again, kiss her again

I knew I'd be able to spend forever with her

And I was right

"It's been that long?", she asks

I nod, "Yeah jagi"

"Wow. Time moves differently here I guess", she says, "It feels like I just saw you when I went to talk to you"

"No jagi. Lots of time passed", I smile

I put her down and she takes my as we start walking

I realize where on a street

Looking around I see we're in a neighborhood with lots of houses

"How was everything baby? What did you do?"

I tell her everything that happened, personally and with ATEEZ

She frowned when I tell her I didn't get married or had kids

"I never loved anyone but you Jo. I couldn't marry someone else. I only ever wanted you"

"But I wanted you to be happy Hwannie, even if it was with someone else"

"I was happy baby", I assure her, "i was single but I was happy. I missed you so much. I did feel your loss my whole life baby but I was happy. I knew I'd see you again. I just had to wait"

She smiles brightly, "You we're right. I don't know how you ended up in this dimension but I'm glad you did"

I have no idea how I ended up here either but I'm estatic I did

"I don't know jagi. All I know is as I was laying in my bed I kept asking to please send me to where you were. I guess that worked"

"Guess so. I'm glad whoever decides where people go, listened to you"

"Me too"

As we walk towards a house, I ask her where we are

"This is where I live baby"

"Here?", I gape

The house is huge

"Slayers are praised here. I think this place is a slayer heaven dimension. Most of the women here are slayers"

I'm glad she's praised here and getting "rewarded"

She didn't get it when she was alive because no one was allowed to know about her

It just sucks it's happening when she's dead

"You live here now here Hwa. With me", she says

"I do?"

She nods, "I want you to stay with me"

I smile widely, "Alright jagi. I want to stay with you too"

"Great", she says, reaching for the doorknob

I stop her, holding her hands, turning her to me

"Jo, I'm so sorry-"

"Stop Hwa", she says gently, "I know you are baby. I told you years ago, I forgive you. I want to put it past us. Start over. Just be happy together"

I seriously don't deserve her

"Ok baby?"

I nod, "Ok"

She moves her arms around my neck, pressing her lips to mine in a soft loving kiss that I completely melt into

When the kiss ends, she takes my hand and asks, "Ready to see our house?"

"So ready"

I'm ready for my forever with her, the love of my life

She giggles, opens the door and leads me inside

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