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andypantsx3 · 11 days

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Hi hi hi, andy! I also have a question abt wimym. I loved reading it sm!! Shouto was so so so soft with the reader I melted everytime they interacted

I wanted to know how Touya reacted to when they became a couple. Did he ever think of the possibility of them being together?

And Rei, when she smiled at the immediate yes from Shouto for the run when the reader said she'd go for the run. Did Rei know?

Ahhhh thank you to everyone who sent one of these asks, I am so overwhelmed and so very grateful. I had so much fun writing it and I'm so happy you guys liked it.

And I hope it's okay I grouped you all because you had a similar question!! One that I intend to answer with a drabble: What does the main character of our wimym universe Touya (lol) think of Shouto x Reader? ✨✨

(Fair warning the dabihawks shipper in me is at it again in this one).

You arrived late, thanks to Shouto.

It had been a monumental effort to even get out the door, with the number of times you'd been dragged back underneath Shouto in bed, pressed into the wall and kissed breathless just as you'd escaped bed range, and then followed into the shower as you'd tried to get presentable for Shouto's family.

It was lucky you'd known the Todorokis your whole life, as this was not the first impression you wanted to make as Shouto's life mate.

"They will understand," Shouto intoned as you knocked on the front door.

His breath ghosted over a mark on the back of your neck he'd diligently sucked there not a half hour before, and you shivered with the accompanying memory of his long fingers dipping into the underwear you'd only just managed to pull on.

Before you could respond, however, the door pulled open and you suddenly found yourself with an armful of Fuyumi.

"Congratulations!" she said, and you could tell by the sound of her voice that she was beaming. The sound instantly put you at ease, and you could feel some of the tension leak out of you. She was a fellow beta, not that much younger than you, and always had a way of calming you.

You'd been concerned that his family wouldn't take it well, your being mated to Shouto. But Fuyumi carried on like nothing was the matter.

"We're all so happy. Mom said it was about time, and Natsuo has been inundated with winnings from all the bets he's taken," she said, laughing, punctuating her words with a squeeze.

You blinked. Bets. Had Shouto's regard for you really been that obvious to everyone else, too, all these years? Your ears heated.

Fuyumi released you only to drag Shouto down into a hug too, reaching up nearly a foot to ruffle his hair and murmuring her congratulations to him as well. Shouto's eyes met yours over her shoulder, and he blinked slow like a cat. You could tell how pleased he was.

"Mom's made lunch, I bet you two are famished after everything," Fuyumi said, once she released Shouto.

Your ears went even hotter with the implication, and almost nuclear when Shouto intoned, "We are."

"Shhh," you hissed at him, as Fuyumi gestured you inside. The foyer smelled like her, a cold spring morning, with the undercurrent of Rei's wildflowers.

"They do know what a life mate is," Shouto told you, even as he took your hand in his. "And they are aware that I've had you locked away for days."

Your stomach lurched even as it fluttered with the memory of what those days locked away had been like. "We were playing checkers," you said to Fuyumi.

A pert white eyebrow being raised was all the reply you got as she led you into the kitchen, and you frowned. Todorokis.

In the kitchen, you barely got a glance at the lunch spread before you were immediately engulfed in a hug from Natsuo. Rei smiled at you and petted your hair fondly the way your own mother did, cupping your cheek and looking at you like she'd always sort of known.

A yank from Shouto, however, pulled you out of the way just as a fabric napkin came whipping at your face. You jerked around to find Touya leaning over the table, glaring between you and Shouto like he didn't know which one of you to be more disgusted with.

"That is my baby brother," he hissed to you before rounding on Shouto. "That is my friend."

Shouto's grip on you tightened immediately, eyes narrowing. His mouth pursed. "Y/N is mine, Touya."

You suppressed an eye roll, even as Touya growled. "You wouldn't even know each other if it wasn't for me, you little pervert—"

Well there it was.

"Wow, lunch looks soooo good," you intoned over both of them, turning to Rei with a deliberate flourish. "You always take such good care of me, I am grateful."

Rei's smile was soft, in contrast to Touya's angry growl. You pretended like you were suddenly deaf to that corner of the room.

"Shouto has been in love for a long time. I am happy to know it is someone we all love dearly too," Rei said.

Your face heated, and Touya made another disgusted sound. "And you, what happened to not wanting some knothead idiot?" he demanded over his mother.

Shouto blinked and leaned back, apparently not as fussed with the accusation of being a knothead idiot as he was with the implication that he had to share you with anyone else.

You had to bite down a smile, knowing that would only enrage Touya further.

"I am hungry," Shouto said, ignoring his brother now entirely. "Next time I will make a larger portion for leftovers."

Your skin prickled guiltily. The two of you had worked up an appetite like you'd never had in your life over the past few days, decimating the leftovers and then all the snacks Shouto had packed away for you in his cabinets.

It was honestly only the promise of more homecooked food that had finally lured the two of you out this afternoon, after which you'd make a stop at your mother's and then grab Shouto's bodyweight in groceries before returning to—well, certain activities.

"Next time?" you prompted Shouto, eyebrows raising.

"My rut," he said, and bolt of heat went through you like lightning. You had not thought of that.

Touya made another noise like he was repulsed.

"I would love to not talk about that in front of your family," you said to Shouto, mortified.

"I would love to not be a part of this family," Touya said darkly from the table.

Fuyumi cast him a stricken glance, but before she could say anything, there was a knock at the door. You watched a strange expression overtake Natsuo's face, the same one that came over Shouto's when he was trying not to look too smug.

When Fuyumi returned, it was with a familiar blonde alpha in tow. Keigo grinned around her, leaning forward and giving you and then Shouto a fist bump.

"Had to be here for the celebration," he drawled, his tone airy, wiggling his eyebrows. He looked as at home in the kitchen as he had a lanky preteen, come out to play for an afternoon. "And Rumi's on her way too. Congrats, lovebirds."

You noted Touya's corner was suddenly a fraction more subdued, and your eyes darted to Natsuo again, a brow raising. He watched you back, tucking his cellphone into his pocket with deliberate focus.

You managed to steer Shouto towards Natsuo's side of the table while Keigo threw himself down eagerly next to Touya. Touya bristled like a cat over a bath, grumbling something, but it was drowned out by Keigo helping himself to Touya's personal space, an arm draping behind Touya's chair. Touya shoved him off, swearing.

But beneath the white mess of his hair, you thought the tip of his ear was a rather telling shade of pink.

"Called in reinforcements?" you asked Natsuo as you settled in next to him.

Shouto glanced over, frowning that your attention was elsewhere. You slipped your hand into his, almost melting with the way his thumb stroked over your skin, barely resisting the urge to pinch him for how cute he was.

For his part, Natsuo smiled, patting his pocket pointedly.

"That," he said, returning his gaze to his older brother as he squawked about Keigo's proximity, all dismay with you and Shouto forgotten. A smile pulled at Natsuo's mouth. "And I might have one more bet to win."

#ask andie

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firesnap · 3 months

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i have a genuine question. i promise i am not at all trying to defend him. ive dropped him entirely, literally deleted everything i had of him and unliked his songs.

ive just been wondering like considering that he has been in therapy, and also considering how if he does take a year off and then comes back, why cant it be redeemable? like cant people change? cant we give them second chances? he is 27. is he just doomed to be an abuser forever?

its just scary and im asking as like a younger person who is in my very early 20s. i know ive made mistakes. i know ive not been a good partner or friend sometimes. (and yes i was also abusive to a past partner...im not proud of it and ive learned from it. i have never ever touched anyone in that way after that. it took awhile but my current relationship isnt toxic and i would never hurt anyone or hit them again yknow?) and it scares me that people keep insinuating that he is irredeemable. like cant abusers change and become better? dont they get second chances? if shelby has grown and healed in 10 months wouldn't it be fair to say the same for wilbur?

im just genuinely asking because based on everything i believe you are older than me and im looking for guidance and just...idk im scared. growing up on the internet has made me so scared of making mistakes and doing anything wrong because when it happens to others i look up to, its always treated as something they'll never be able to change or improve. makes me feel like imma just be a horrible person forever because i made mistakes in the past.

This is a really complicated question that multiple answers can validly fit.

I don't think, personally, that anyone is irredeemable. I think everyone is on a journey of forgiveness and some of us may need more grace than others.

This is tw// abuse even more than the current topic, but my mom was incredibly abusive. We lived in a very rural area and she had a lot of undiagnosed problems and trauma of her own that created a pressure pot of issues. After I was born, she suffered through full on post-partum psychosis that nearly ended about as well as that sentence implies it could have. She was incredibly violent, controlling, and cruel for years. My sister went no-contact with her the second she turned 18. A significant event occurred that eventually spurned her into seeking real treatment that lasted for years. It's still ongoing.

My sister is also still no contact and I support her decision 100%. Those are her wounds and what she needed to do to get peace should be respected. I decided I wanted a relationship with the person who came out of all that work and, even then, it's been hard. I don't know if she's redeemed herself, and my god do we still have bumps in the road, but I support her for trying.

With Wilbur, how he responds to this is going to really impact a lot of things. I mean, I know no matter how he responds I won't be going on whatever journey of redemption and healing he has to go through. I'm tired and I feel hurt enough. I would think, if he wanted to show he was sincere, admitting what happened would be a great sense of closure for a lot of people who put time and energy and faith into this guy for years.

Not every person that causes harm is inherently evil, but there has to be some kind of knowledge that you're aware of the harm you've caused. No one is stuck as anything forever, life is constantly moving, and most people aren't saying his life is just over. You can work on yourself. You can change. And I'm saying that specifically to you, anonymous.

(Saying this, actually, there ARE people who would argue once you've done x you're beyond redemption based entirely on their life experiences as a victim, personal histories and many other factors. Kinda like my sister, that's their choice. And you have to accept that sometimes you fuck up so badly that you will permanently lose some people from your life. But your life isn't over.)

But I do think, regardless of what he says or does about this, his time of controlling a large platform is at an end. He can still do a lot of things in his life after he works on himself -- editing, song producing, directing, writing or whatever -- but being in charge of a large impressionable audience that could enable more destructive behaviors is just not it.

#the current state of things

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aclowntiny · 1 year

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Hiii, can you do svt meeting your parents for the first time?

Hiiiiiiiii!!!! My first request, I'm so excited 😁 I so can friend!!!

(To keep it inclusive, I am putting a bit for *if* there is any language barrier with your parents, but if there wouldn't be, then feel free to ignore that hehe 😌 enjoy queens, kings, all my little monarch butterflies 🥰🦋)

Seventeen Meeting Your Parents For the First Time (Gender Neutral Reader)

Warnings: some slight language is all!

S.Coups

♡ He's simultaneously nervous & excited, AKA get ready to see Seungcheol practically bursting at the seams before you walk into your house. You, for your part, remind him that he's a great guy anyone's parents would love & to think of all the fun you two already had in your hometown that day.

♡ He immediately introduces himself so politely, saying it's an honor to meet your parents and you smile, any vestigial worries you had fading away.

♡ If your he and parents don't speak the same language fluently, he may rely on you a little bit to help bridge the gaps, but he really wants to do his best, so he tries to say anything he can himself and make eye contact with your parents. Will absolutely try his darndest to compliment their house, what they feed him, everything!

♡ Seungcheol is so caring and used to managing lots of people, so he immediately jumps in with offers to help or even serve your parents. They thank him, but insist he sit down because he's a guest. Neither you nor your boyfriend miss the glance they shoot you, one that says seems like a keeper to me.

♡ My gosh, we all know he's a family man too, so when they ask him about what he wants in life, if he wants to get married or *hint hint* would you guys give them grandchildren, and he says yes, he'd love that, hopefully three sons and a daughter if he can get (y/n) on board, well shoot, they'll practically help him pick out rings then and there!

♡ He sighs in relief as you guys leave, a big smile on his face. "That went well!" You exclaim, taking his hands in excitement. "I told you!" "You're right, I knew to trust you~" "I think my parents will want to see a lot more of you," you joke. "I don't have a problem with that," Seungcheol responds. What a man!

Jeonghan

♡ Oh you already know this man is going to WIN YOUR PARENTS OVER. He's pretty ready TBH. Honestly, while his heart is beating faster, it makes him so happy to be meeting your parents, that almost overrides the nerves (almost). You're so sure they'll love him, it fills his heart, too.

♡ He comes with a gift for your parents, this generous guy! He brings flowers for your mom and a drink you tell him your dad will like, which they happily accept.

♡ If there's a language barrier, he does his best to convey how thankful he is to them to be visiting the home of your family and how well they raised you. If you have to say it for him, he greatly appreciates how flustered you look repeating his words, barely resisting the urge to pinch your cheeks in front of your mom and dad.

♡ He helps you set the table, meeting your eyes as you lay everything out with a deep gaze because this all feels so domestic and as a loving homebody, it's perfect. Where you guys are almost fades away in his mind until he hears your mother thank him, shooting back up and away from you to look at her once more.

♡ Goodness me this man is an intent listener. He truly enjoys hearing the stories your parents tell and has very clear answers to their questions. He knows what he likes to do and is mature enough to answer with confidence that he wants a committed relationship, a future with their child if you want that, too- which you of course agree you do. He also delights your parents by answering the grandkid question, getting a bit flustered but happily telling them if you were down, he loves the idea of becoming a father of two personally.

♡ They can see as you sit together how much love Jeonghan looks at you with. It just totally fills up his eyes and the way he turns to you. So much so that when you go over to where the dishes are being washed, your father having been chatting with the two of you, she tells you she's never seen someone so loving with you. When you tell your boyfriend how he touched your mom's heart, he almost tears up, but instead settles for just about yanking you into the house and cuddling the heck out of you. He also thanks you for the experience, it was very sweet even if there were awkward moments at first.

Joshua

♡ "Meeting the parents is always the hardest part!" Joshua exclaims, though his tone sounds half-joking, not despairing. You chuckle at him, leaning a bit closer. "Be for real, Joshua, have you ever had problems with people's parents?" "No," he admits, "they usually seem to like me." "Then don't be worried," you tease him.

♡ Joshua knows a little bit of a handful of languages, so while the chances of a big barrier are sort of small, if it's there he'll probably ask you how to say all the most basic and polite things so he can properly let your parents know he's grateful to them for opening their home to him.

♡ And that's exactly what he does, says thank you before introducing himself, and right away you see your dad is pleased you're in the hands of a polite young man. He says their house is pretty, too, which your mom never forgets ever.

♡ When it's time to eat, Joshua pulls out your chair for you, leading you to flash a victorious grin to your mother, who looks down and chuckles, giving an amused little head shake. You're so proud of this one.

♡ Eloquent and calm of a speaker as he is, Joshua doesn't seem nervous as he gives explanations to what his parents want to know and describes how he enjoys playing the guitar, some of his favorite experiences he's had with you, like the time he took you skating, and even his favorite parts of living in LA and how it compares to Seoul. The whole time, though, one of his hands has reached for yours under the table and is gently holding it like you're his little anchor.

♡ "Why couldn't you have done this the first time?" Your parents joke to you, a message you surreptitiously relay to Joshua. "Your streak remains intact," you tell him. "So I'm a keeper?" He asks, eyes shining at you like you were a trophy he'd won. "I knew that without them," you shoot back, leaning in to give him a peck on the lips, "but now my parents know it too."

Jun

♡ Jun's nervous, but also finds meeting the parents super endearing, so he has some extra energy buzzing as you get ready. He can't wait to see if you look like your parents up close and personal and if their mannerisms are like yours. People have senses of how they are similar to their parents, yet they can never see it all. The way you guys move, the faces you make, all of those are things Jun can't wait to see.

♡ If he has any trouble communicating with your parents, he'll probably get inquisitive, like asking them what they call things or checking with you to make sure what he says is right. May accidentally slip up and call something by its Chinese name in a moment of confusion, but everyone has a good laugh, even Junhui itself.

♡ He tells your parents he can see where you got your good looks from :)))

♡ They ask him questions about his hobbies and work and stuff, so he ends up showing your parents some really impressive dance moves, getting shy when he sees the surprise on their faces, but it gives him some energy. Soon, he's doing impressions of other Seventeen members, giving a colorful picture of his bandmates that makes them laugh.

♡ Something they enjoy about Jun even more is the stories he tells about his little brother. They can tell he's caring and could be a family man: someone they could see themselves trusting with their child. He loves his mother, too, which is clear in the adoring way he talks about her. Definitely a few son-in-law points for Jun lol

♡ You can't help but tease him after you get back in the car. "Oh, you've done it now." Jun's face falls. "Did I make a mistake? Was someone upset?" "No, you love your mom so much my mom's really going to want you as her son now!" "O-oh." Jun blushes, but he can't stop smiling and showing you affection all night, whether it's holding your hand in the car or giving you a hug as you walk.

Hoshi

♡ Mr. Kwon Soonyoung wants THE FULL CRASH COURSE. He'll want to know things your parents like, any pet peeves they have so he can avoid doing them, this man will be studying like it's final exam week! You laugh after a while at all the effort he's putting in considering how to bring up your dad's favorite sport or the movies you guys love to watch. "Don't worry, you're a total people person, Soonyoung. And don't try to pull the introvert card on me, that's different!"

♡ A language barrier would put a slight damper on everything just because all his little tips and pointers he gave himself would be that much harder to bring up, but his desire to connect with people and energy shine through and through no matter what! He probably finds an excuse to give your parents a dance show hehe

♡ He takes such good care of you, all but hovering over you which your parents think is cute. The whole meal you guys share, he's making sure you're getting enough and asking what your favorite is both to make sure you get it and to try a bit himself :)

♡ When talking, Soonyoung stutters a fair bit, but manages to slip in a few of the mentions he wanted, making a reference that lights your parents' faces up with joy and yours with pride. Points scored, tiger!

♡ After dinner you guys start playing a game at your boyfriend's suggestion; he wants to get some of his energy out, his leg having been bouncing all dinner. Plus, if your parents ask him a ton of questions he might pass out. Games are more fun! He suggests your favorite game because he knows how much you like it, giving you a knowing look that your parents catch and smile at.

♡ The game seemed to be a good call of an icebreaker, you and Soonyoung strolling out of your parents' in high spirits. You're holding onto the tall frame of your boyfriend, who's waving brightly and enthusiastically with that adorable grin you loved so much. "Looks like you had a good time." "Yeah, but did they?" "My mom texted me and called you cute, so I think you won some points." Soonyoung leaps in the air, then grabs you and kisses you joyously, giving a whoop. "Your studies paid off," you giggle.

Wonwoo

♡ Wonwoo is naturally a more reserved person, so he worries that it's hard to grab the spotlight in social situations, but you reassure him. "Are you kidding? Think of all the boisterous people parents meet when their kids are young. I'm sure my parents will be refreshed by you- you're smart, reasonable, kind..." "Yeah, that's true, I am huh?" You just laugh, head falling onto his shoulder.

♡ Just as you said, you have an intelligent boyfriend, so even if he isn't able to fluently speak to your parents, he did some research and can pick up things to say to them pretty quickly, especially if you do any on-the-go translations.

♡ Your parents ask him some questions, naturally, like what Wonwoo enjoys doing. Their eyebrows raise at first when he says he likes to play games, but when he starts talking about reading, they look pleased.

♡ Like duh they are, this guy actually takes care of himself and manage living on his own like an adult and has an international driver's license and can handle interacting with them almost like a peer??? King.

♡ He makes an offhand comment during dinner to reassure you about something and that's when he really sees your parents light up because this man knows and understands you deeply- it's a subtle thing about you that others haven't picked up on or worked with and there he was getting it like it was nothing.

♡ "I think they're happy with you," you commented when the evening was over. "You think so?" "Yeah, they cut the questions and got into deeper stuff pretty fast. I could tell they respected you. My guess is they call me tonight or tomorrow and tell me they're glad I chose you." "Well, I have to say I agree with them there, too," Wonwoo tells you with a smile and a quick hug.

Woozi

♡ "What if they don't like me?" Jihoon asks, shooting you a nervous glance. You just laugh. "Jihoon, everyone likes you. Have you seen any of your members lately?" "Yeah, I guess they do, but I'm not dating any of their kids. They don't even have-" Resting a hand on your shoulder, you give him one more firm reassurance. "Trust me, don't try or anything. Just be yourself and get to know them."

♡ If Jihoon and your parents speak different languages, he may rely on you a little bit, but the last way he wants to come across is too dependent on you, so he may push himself further out of his comfort zone than he usually would.

♡ He's extremely polite, almost to the point of being formal, so you take the reins of the conversation at first to loosen him up, telling him things about your parents that he can bond with them over or even straight-up hyping him up to them.

♡ Of course, you inevitably bring up music, enjoying the smile that breaks across Jihoon's face, shyly at first at the praise and spotlight, but soon he relaxes, passion flooding into him as he forgets himself just a little. Your parents have their own styles of music and favorite artists, so of course they want to know if your boyfriend ever listens to them. They're impressed to learn how many songs he really writes, that his group has a producer within it, not just singing whatever they're given. Your heart swells with pride as Jihoon gets more in his element.

♡ Your dad and him get chatting, just sort of going down a rabbit hole, but it makes you laugh because they sort of have similar temperaments??? They just sort of shoot the breeze after a while, you guys chilling after you ate with anything you wanted to drink, sitting on the couches.

♡ Jihoon still wasn't sure as you guys left what your parents were thinking. "You did fine," you told him, "they were relaxed, which is a good thing. They felt at ease." "You could tell?" "Oh, yeah, they weren't being fake at all. They stopped feeling weird when you did!" "Well, that was thanks to you." "And you! Believe in yourself, darn it!" Jihoon just laughed, shaking his head. "That's why I love you."

♡ "I want them to love me! (y/n), how do I get them to love me?" Shaking your head, you smile. "Just be yourself, Seokmin, that's all you had to do to get me to love you."

♡ All Seokmin's nerves manifest in the form of giddiness and awkward humor, so you try to still him as he cracks semi-self-deprecating jokes in the car by holding his hand and telling him to trust you, that you wouldn't have taken him home if you thought it would go badly: heck, most people wouldn't even stay with their partner if they thought it would go so bad at home!

♡ With the possibility of your parents speaking a different language, he'll definitely be extra nervous, but try to say as much as possible. He tries to work in as many jokes as he can and be extra expressive in other ways to get his point across, which is pretty much how he is naturally anyway. No matter if your parents and him speak the same language or not, they'll be laughing a lot together!

♡ One thing you can tell your parents appreciate about Seokmin besides his natural joy and humor is that he's attentive to you; he serves you once your meal is ready, gets you your drink, and makes sure you're situated before lifting a finger for himself. Your parents are visibly pleased by the way he values you.

♡ A member of the 'hey, let's play a game :)' squad because what better way to lighten the mood and take pressure off of everyone talking and performing, right? Will absolutely let your parents pick what game, though, even if he's never played it. "What's parcheesi? ...I mean, yes, that sounds great!"

♡ He pretends to faint when you leave, and as you laugh and play along, "picking him back up", you ask him how he honestly felt. "I had a good time. Do you think they did, too?" "Well, they laughed a lot. I think your story about Hosh at the pizza place really got them hooked. I told you, remember? I was confident your lovable ways wouldn't fail." At that, your boyfriend blushes. "If it wasn't for you, I totally would have spilled your drink everywhere and probably wouldn't have shaken your dad's hand." "Yeah, but they didn't see either of those things, so you're good."

Mingyu

♡ Get ready for charming guy! Mingyu isn't worried about meeting your parents. Well, there's a small, little teensy tiny part of him that worries he'll do something embarrassing, but he's confident in himself.

♡ If you didn't know your boyfriend so well, you'd be surprised at how boldly he just goes up to your parents and greets them, like wow, so... professional???

♡ Mingyu views a potential language barrier as a personal challenge, something he wants to put work in to overcome. That's probably one of the first things he'll say, in fact: that he wants to work on being able to speak well to your parents for everyone's sake.

♡ From that fear of embarrassment, the closest thing he does to anything like that is just a funny misspeak, and though he blushes everyone laughs so it's really not even all that!

♡ The thing he impresses your parents with besides being outgoing and respectful in his greetings is that Mingyu can cook! As you guys eat dinner, it's something he can bond with your parents over and gain an extra few points of mother's approval with because who doesn't want their kid to score a man who knows his way around a kitchen? Plus your mom mouths to you when he's not looking that he's handsome, lol.

♡ Mingyu gets a huge grin on his face the moment you leave. All you can do is smile and roll your eyes. "They liked me, didn't they?" "Well, if you could tell, of course I could! We both knew they would. You're the most outgoing and mature person I've ever brought home!" "And I cook, too~ What a keeper I am~" You smack his shoulder, but also kiss his cheek because what can you say, he's right? You wouldn't have brought Mingyu home otherwise.

The8

♡ Minghao doesn't usually care what people think, like he is who he is and he's secure in that, but hey, no one wants their partner's parents to hate them you know? 🤷🏻‍♀️ he doesn't make some grand plan or worry about establishing a pretense, but just hopes they can see how much he loves their child, too.

♡ If there's a language barrier between them, Minghao puts his all into listening and being intentional with how he interacts with your parents, but he also appreciates that you don't leave him alone with them forever if that's the case, keeping the line of communication open.

♡ He gets kind of shy and smiley because you start hyping him up, reminding your parents what an amazing artist and all around talented man he is, asking if he would show them pictures of things he's made.

♡ Hope your parents have pets, because this man will absolutely melt everyone's hearts with how sweetly he interacts with them, holding them so gently if they let him and giggling at anything adorable they do!

♡ Your boyfriend also has the sweetest view of the future, like the way he talks about his own parents and how their love story really inspires how he wants to live, and of course your own parents love that. He is able to come across as the kind, mature person he is, and no parents can be mad about that!

♡ He also manages to make them laugh with a few choice impressions of the other Seventeen members, and when you leave you congratulate him on how well he did, that you could see how your parents relaxed and enjoyed spending time with him. "I think they're really sure now I'm in good hands. But warning: they'll probably try inviting you around whenever they can!" "That's alright with me. I want to get close to the people who raised you into who you are." How did you get so lucky???

Seungkwan

♡ Seungkwan looks like he wants to throw up on the way to your parents' home. Volunteering to drive was clearly a good call. "Sweetheart, you're amazing with people, what are you so worried about?" You chuckle, grabbing one of the hands he has folded in his lap. "Well, I've heard stories about your mom, and-" "My mom didn't like my last boyfriend because he was a dick, ok? He barely would talk to her. You're going to be leagues better." "That's true, I still can't believe how he treated you," Seungkwan comments, gripping your hand now that he's successfully distracted, "If I ever saw him, I'd-" "Yeah, yeah, save that, my mom'll love that, she still hates him."

♡ If there's any language barriers with your parents, Seungkwan is an amazing boyfriend to have. Even though he's nervous, he immediately smiles and does his best to communicate with them. He'll try using any amount of your parents' language he knows and isn't afraid to repeat things they say to him to learn. He even makes jokes about his own mistakes or just starts talking in gibberish when he's confused, so that breaks tension and lightens the mood too!

♡ His usually affectionate ways stiffen and fade, though, at least at first, because he doesn't know how his parents will react if he touches you, even though he prefers innocent affection like holding your hands in his, putting his arm around you, or giving you a hug from behind. He just doesn't want them to beat his ass lol

♡ Just as you called, Seungkwan is such a naturally outgoing and funny person, he has your parents laughing with the way he tells stories and listens to them intently too, smiling and interjecting little things like "oh really?" and "wow!" so they know he's really giving listening his all.

♡ The moment you guys finish dinner, he starts cleaning up without any discussion, and though they make him sit back down, you and Seungkwan can both tell how much your parents appreciate it. He tries to still make things easier like collecting and stacking dishes he can reach from the table, which makes your mom especially smile.

♡ The one time you bring up your ex in talking about somewhere you went with him, Seungkwan manages to throw in a small shade, his expression contorting hilariously as he does it, which your mom does in fact love. They have a mini shade session and that's how you know Seungkwan is in. You make sure to tell him that when you guys leave. "See? I told you, you're amazing, my parents are open-minded anyway, there was no way it would go badly! They'll probably want to talk to you now whenever we call." "That's alright with me, your parents are fun to be around. I see where you get it from," he comments, wrapping his arm around your shoulders now that your parents can't see.

Vernon

♡ He's wide-eyed the whole drive, lowkey looking like he's on another astral plane. "You ok?" "Yeah, I just...can't believe this is happening. It's kinda crazy, I've heard stories about your parents, but now I'm going to really see them." "They'll like you," you tell him, a joking smile crossing your face as you elbow him, "they'll be happy I'm finally with someone chill."

♡ If your parents have pets, Vernon totally becomes immediate besties with them, which endears your parents to your boyfriend that much more. He's quiet and gentle with them, and showing a respect for life is a good sign in their eyes.

♡ He'll know already if there's any potential of a language barrier. It intimidates him, especially since he's already a pretty quiet person, so he may do a lot of talking through you, but everything he says is sincere. Probably tries to make a joke to make up for it.

♡ Vernon is one of the more inquisitive ones, asking your parents questions, too. Not interrogating them like they'll want to do to him lol, but he wants to know what they enjoy, how long they've lived where they lived, just little things like that to help him understand them. I mean hey, they're strangers too, you know?

♡ You're different around your parents. More relaxed. You lived with these people for how many years, after all? Vernon smiles, feeling like he's truly seeing you in your element now that you're home. You crack some super goofy running joke you have with your family that has him in stitches, and it finally helps him shake off some stiffness and formality. They may be your parents, but they're also people, you know?

♡ He gathers info about your parent's humor and interest, probably finding a meme or something he read that breaks the ice a little more so he can relate to them. They love it if he already knows anything about their interests. When you and Vernon finally take off, he tells your parents how nice it was to meet them and thanks them for having him. You tell him as you guys pull away that he did good. "You were so easy, they'll love you for that. No shmoozing or anything. I can tell they had fun." "Well," Vernon smiles, "I did too."

Dino

♡ This man right here??? Is absolutely DETERMINED to make your parents love him, whatever that takes. You'll probably have to remind him that trying too hard and showing off will have the opposite effect. "Trust me, my first boyfriend was like that. It didn't work," you told him with a laugh.

♡ Chan wants to overcome any potential language barriers, so he'll probably keep things concise but as charming as possible, like interjecting small jokes and compliments when he can just to make your parents smile and show he's making an effort.

♡ When they start asking him about goals and passions, that's when he really lights up. In his mind, that's his time to shine. He tells them that he's still learning, but working to improve himself and grow every day, explaining that performing is his life, but he never wants that to come at the expense of neglecting their kid either! He wants to take care of you! If you have to translate this, my gosh he'll have you getting shy and blushing, trying to keep down his own satisfied smile at this because he doesn't want to seem cocky.

♡ He'll probably be another one to suggest playing a game with your parents to help break the ice, making everyone comfortable and releasing some of the interrogation pressure.

♡ This particular game you happen to beat his ass badly at, which honestly just gives your parents that much more to be proud of you for and laugh at so Chan can't even be mad, he just joins in! Your joy is infectious, negating his competitive side...for now. The next game, it's so on. He probably teams up with your mom to take down you and your dad, which they have a lot of fun with.

♡ "That was fun, right?" "Yes," Chan sighs, arms falling around you, "but I'm kind of glad it was over." "Uh oh." "What?" "I hope you won't be disappointed if they want to do this again. They're going to want to be close to you, you know." Chan puts his hand under his chin, pretending to think. "Well, if it lets your mom and I get revenge for that cheap move you pulled, then I'll do it!" "There's the Lee Chan I know," you grin.

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sapphic-agent · 2 months

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So, a Kataang fan made a post about a week ago "asking" (rhetorically, of course) why it's a bad thing Katara acts like Aang's mom. And I just-

First of all, isn't that something that Kataang shippers have been trying to actively dispute for almost two decades at this point? That Katara doesn't treat Aang as a younger brother/son? There's literally an entire post about it from The Headband that's made its rounds on almost every single social media platform.

So which is it, besties? Does Katara act motherly towards Aang or not?

(The answer is yes of course, as The Runaway outright confirms it multiple times. The whole premise of that episode is that Katata acts as a mother to Toph, Sokka, and Aang)

Now, why is it a problem? The fact that I have to explain this is telling for how little a lot of Kataang shippers understand Katara.

Katara was parentified. She took care of Sokka (by his own admission) as well as her entire village after Hakoda left. Even before then really, as she says in the very first episode that she's been doing all the chores around the village since their mother died which was years before that. She was delivering literal babies while basically being a baby herself.

Traveling- and being- with Aang is supposed to represent her freedom and childhood, right? That's what the first episode shows us and what Kataang is built on. But if anything, it has the opposite effect.

Book 1 wasn't terrible. Katara was very free-spirited and joyful in addition to being caring and empathetic. Her and Aang could still goof off together, even if she was doing her best to support him emotionally. You could easily see that as her being a good friend.

But somewhere between Books 2 and 3, that changed. Katara went from being his supportive friend to being his emotional crutch. During The Desert, she bears the brunt of him lashing out (he does yell at Toph once, but he's the most volatile with Katara). He also gets frustrated with her during Sozin's Comet, even though Zuko and Sokka were the ones pushing him. It's always Katara who has to bring him back when he loses control of the Avatar State, risking her own safety.

(This isn't emotional, but it was Katara who healed Aang after Azula's attack. She was the one who stayed by his side, staying awake for hours to make sure he would be okay. I like to look at it as a physical representation of their relationship. Aang's wellbeing is always put on her shoulders. If she isn't there to lift him up, he'll fall. And if he falls, the world falls. No 14 year old should be responsible for that. But it's so easy for the show- and y'all- to shove it onto her because this part of her character is never addressed. It's just used as a testament to her caring nature)

Even without Katara's parentification, this causes a major imbalance in their relationship. It puts Katara in charge of managing Aang's pain and being emotionally unsupported in return. The Southern Raiders is proof that Katara can't depend on Aang emotionally the way he does her. She's been his shoulder to cry on through everything and the one time the tables turned, she couldn't even get that from him.

And the saddest thing about this? Katara says to him, "I knew you wouldn't understand." She never expected Aang to support her. She's become so accustomed to being there for others that she's never once expected anyone to do the same for her, least of all Aang.

(But Zuko does. He's the only one who recognized Katara's pain- admittedly, mostly because it was directed at him- and tried to help her. Without being prompted. I gotta give this one to the Zutara folks)

In what world is this dynamic healthy for a romantic relationship?

#anti kataang #anti kataang shippers #i had to process that post for 3-5 business days #i was flabbergasted #aang critical #i really don't hate aang #at least not in books 1 & 2 #but pushing kataang ruined his character #i might make an analysis on that later #but this isn't about him #criticizing kataang and criticizing aang are two different things for me #because kataang is awful all around #and aang WAS a good character until bryke ruined him #anti bryke #parentification #pro katara #katara deserved better

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sukunasdirtylaugh · 1 month

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tags: yakuza!kento x f!reader, money problems with family on the reader's side, reader's employer is a major w here, she works as a nanny, mentions of arranged marriage, mentions jokingly of 'losing a few pounds' by walking, and a hopeful ending

arranged marriage au with yakuza!boss kento. your former employer, a contact of kento's had referred you to him as a sweet, kind, and fitting candidate for the yakuza boss to marry. working as a nanny for the associate, you were already someone your employer knew his colleague could benefit from.

but you didn't want anything to do with this lifestyle.

"it's your uncle again," the worry and embarrassment of your mother's tone sank to the bottom of your stomach, followed by a heaviness. "I... I feel terrible for asking you, you know this, but you're the one-"

"-with a high paying job," you bite the inside of your cheek and sigh, "I know. what does he want now?"

"he..." your mother sighs, "he needs $1,200 within three days." you bite the inside of your cheek again. it always worked this way. it started with him and worked its way up towards your mother and now you, but what could you do? leave your mother to stress?

"okay," you exhale, looking at the fresh check your boss had given you this week: $1,250. you could definitely survive off of $50, right? it was just another week. you had some savings, but then you thought about rent, thought about other factors that let you consider your words for a minute. it was just a week, so you could do this, right?

"I'll send the money tomorrow. don't worry mom."

$50. you needed to survive your week with $50. perhaps, you thought, maybe you could sell that old coffee table in your apartment? if you tidy it up, you might get $60 for it, maybe $80. you also made some accommodations such as not using the bus. it was only an hour and twenty seven minutes to your employer's mansion, what could go wrong?

a sprained ankle.

luckily, you don't really feel pain until after your shift. your right ankle throbs, and you're forced to clutch onto it, keeping any noise from escaping your lips as you're leaving the children's rooms after putting them to sleep. "what... happened to your ankle?" your boss asks.

"I just hurt a ligament," you nerviusly chuckle, "I'll be fine-"

"-do you normally take the bus?" he asks, making you shake your head. "I..." embarrased, you say, "I thought I'd take up walking instead. loose a few pounds, heh-"

"let me take you in my car. I can't have the nanny to my children struggle like that." and who were you to protest? as you're being helped inside his black mercedes, your employer drives you to your home. taking note of several things he's seen throughout the week.

"so..." he says, "I might have a question that you may find alarming but... do I pay you well?" he asks, worry laced towards the end of his tone. "if so-"

"-yes," you answer, flushed and embarrassed, "I-I'm okay, the p-pay is okay sir, I just... I had some surprise payments to take care of." as he drives, he raises a brow.

"would you care to share that with me?"

"i-it's my family," you say, fidgeting with your hands as if you're a child. truth was, you didn't know why you were saying so much. whether it was the stress from these past few days, or the accumulation of stress solely from today had your eyes teary eyed as you looked away, wiping your tears hoping he wouldn't notice.

but he did.

that night, your boss drops you off your apartment. "take the week off," he suggests, voice softer. "there's been a sudden change to my plans so... my kids, I need to have them visit some family members for a bit. and..." he trails, voice careful, "I wouldn't want to throw away the food we already have, so... can I have it dropped off to you tomorrow morning?" he asks.

"I know this is very sudden, but I plan to compensate you for the last minute changes," he says, pulling out a checkbook, "will $3,000 be okay?"

"s-sir," you say, flushed and embarrsed. it's as if you've been granted another opportunity by an angel, "that's... more than enough-"

"-then please accept it," he says, handing you the check before you can even register what just happened. "I'll send the remaining food tomorrow, and in the meantime, you can rest for the week. maybe two. I need you to be in your best health beccause in 16 days, I need you to come with me and the children to visit an old friend, okay?"

you nod your head gratefully, "yes sir."

he smiles.

#quick I need to think of a tag name for this series #im gonna love this so mucchhhhh #nanami #kento #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #nanami kento #jjk kento #yakuza kento #yakuza nanami #yakuza!kento #yakuza!nanami #yakuza!nanamikento

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hrdenha · 2 years

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SHADES OF PINK

SUMMARY: Everyone didn't care about your business and you, most certainly don't care about theirs but not when you heard your stepbrother that has a dog-like personality, Sim Jaeyun moan your name while watching porn inside his room.

PAIRINGS: stepbrother!Sim Jaeyun X stepsister!Reader

WARNINGS: SMUT! watching p*rn, cursing, f*cking, n*pple play, oral s*x m and f receiving, stepbrother and stepsister relationship.

It's been half an hour since your mother started to walk back and forth in front of your room. Every time she walks, she has a few handfuls of things in her hands, you are curious but not enough to question what they are doing. When it's the umpteenth time your mother walked passed your door, you decided to get out and observe her and the people from the second floor just in front of your room.

Some of the maids are busy tidying different kinds of decorations like paintings and vases while some are loading luggage in the car.

"So, we're just going to go out for a bit... since you didn't go to school, just wait for jake and then both of you can have a takeout if you want." You looked at your mom for a split second before returning your gaze to the first floor. Didn't even notice that she was beside you, she was standing not too close but not too far away from you just like your relationship with each other. 'Yeah, whatever. He's not my dad though.'

"The maids will come back here to clean and I sent money to your account so you don't need to worry about that." You nodded not bothering to look at her and it was good that your mother was unbothered enough to notice your lack of an answer. She grabbed her purse and walked outside where your stepfather's car was waiting.

As for you, you decided to go back to your room. Not bothering to close your door since you're going to be alone for a couple of hours.

Will they disappear just for a day? a week? or a month? You didn't know and you didn't care but based on the number of luggage they had to prepare... you think they'll be gone for long. It's been half a year since your mom remarried prior to a year of being divorced from your dad. And your life was not that exciting but also not so frustrating. Your mom didn't care about you as long as you were breathing, you eat three times a day, have a roof above your head and that is enough for you. Your father disappeared just like a blink of an eye after the divorce, proving to you and your mom how useless he is.

Plus, this new family of your mother doesn't have any remorse when it comes to you. They didn't care, so they would be very much happier with you who is always out of the picture. Not that you care that they didn't care about your business, in fact, you kinda liked it. They wouldn't nag about anything and everything. Most especially your stepdad and your older stepsister, you don't know why but they always have their eyes on you. Yes, they are not vocal about it but you feel it. They hated you and the feelings are mutual.

That's why you are so confused when Jake, your stepbrother that has the same age as you was trying too hard to get close and break down your walls.

The boy that has a dog-like personality always tries his best in pulling you outside your darkest walls. And sometimes he succeeds, "Hey, Y/N!" a sudden male voice was heard together with a knock on your opened door. You look back in the direction of your door and saw Jake standing in front of it, an annoying smile was drawn on his lips. "They left?" You nodded not answering before looking back to what you are doing. Jake was genuinely trying to be close with you, always smiling whenever he was saying something, and as much as you know that, you can't help but be annoyed whenever you see him smiling like that. Does he have to remind you that his life was greater than yours?

Fortunately, Jake was considerate enough to close the door after your 'conversation' and you can't thank him enough. A few hours passed by again and it was late midnight. You and Jake take your mother's advice and just ordered your dinner for the night. As for you, you are ready for bed but then got thirsty on the way. And so you decided to go downstairs for cold water, Jake's room was just across from you. His door was not completely locked and had a small opening. Maybe he was playing a game and forgot to properly close his door and so you continue what you're doing. After refreshing yourself with a glass of water, you immediately walk back to your room.

Your hands were about to rotate the knob when you heard a hiss inside Jake's room. You didn't move for a couple of minutes, waiting for another sound to come.

"Ah.." Is... is that a moan? You slowly step up in front of Jake's door peaking into the small opening. The room was dark overall, the only light source is from the computer desktop in the corner. Jake was sitting in front of it, his right hand seems busy.

Jake moaned again, this time his head was thrown back, his body together with the swivel chair swaying to the right causing you to see what he was doing. Your body froze, Jake was masturbating while porn was playing on his computer.

"Ugh, Y/N..." Your eyes look at his dick and noticed a little red fabric between his hands. You scoffed, the information you just got is a little hard to process. So that's where your missing panties go.

Jake was such... a sweetheart. He is basically like a sun shining in this house. He always tries his best to get close to you without overstepping your boundaries and making you uncomfortable in any way. The fact that Jake was masturbating to the thought of you while knowing his attitude towards you, is hard to swallow.

You were about to go to your room but your hand was stuck on the knob. Why are you so hesitant about this? Just mind your own business, Y/N.

"Just go to your room..." You mumbled, "Fuck it!" You hissed before turning around to go inside Jake's room. "Y/N?!" He screamed before grabbing one of his shirts messily scattered on his bed to cover his dick. "It's not wha-" You pushed the door with your body before locking it, then reached for the switch to turn the lamp shades on making the whole room quite lighted, just right for you to see jake and jake to see your whole body. You were wearing simple nightwear but Jake was hysterical inside.

"I saw everything, Jake. And I know what I saw... I'm not dumb"

"I-I'm sorry!"

You slowly walked towards him, "For what? Are you saying sorry because of what you've been doing or you're saying sorry because I caught you?"

"I-" You shushed him, he was looking up to you when you stop in front of him. "What if we make your fantasies real?"

"What?" Jake asks, he knows what you are thinking and just confirming it with you. Him, looking up to you makes you feel slightly on the dominant side. He's making you crazy not knowing you have the same effect on him.

You didn't answer and just tie your hair looking straight into his eyes, you kneel in front of him and the view made Jake's breath unstable. "Damn" Your hands remove the cover causing his dick to be revealed to you. He was so hard, precum was oozing on top of the head.

You hold him with your hands and Jake moaned in response. "I'm not even doing anything yet," You said chuckling at him, "You really like this, huh?" Your hands pump him up and down, simultaneously increasing the pace as Jake hissed. For you, the sound coming from him was not enough. You want him to wreathe in pleasure and so you put him in your mouth, sucking him off. "Fuck!" Jake screamed as he felt the saliva accumulated in his mouth which added to his pleasure

"Ugh... Y/N!" Your hands fumble with his balls before pushing both his legs to the armchair. Jake was so exposed to you and both of you love it. Your mouth leaves his dick and sucks his balls causing Jake to scream your name and moan, while your hands work on him and your thumb stimulates his head. When you felt his dick twitching on your hold, you suck him again with your mouth this time focusing on your pace.

"I'm- I'm gonna cum! Ah, shit!" He screamed, his head was thrown back while his adam's apple was moving in sync with his every moan. Fuck, he was so hot. You wanted him to fuck you right here, right now. And before you noticed, Jake was releasing his loads inside your mouth. You hummed when you felt the hot liquid in your mouth. Jake helped you up, his hands caressed your waist before stopping on the waistband of your shorts. He look up at you and you nodded silently, he pull it down to your legs and then peck your lips before clearing the top of his desktop table and letting all the figurines, mouse, and keyboard fall to the ground.

He made you sit on top of it, removing your shorts in a swift move before he sit on his chair. Jake parted your legs and swung them on either side of his shoulders. He exhaled when he sees that you were wet, you on the other hand felt his hot breaths on your pussy. Your mouth is agape in pleasure when Jake dives down, licking your wet folds with his soft tongue. He's pressing his mouth on you, burying his tongue between your folds sweetness. His tongue focuses on your clit while he slides two fingers on you. He hears you moan and that made him turn on. Jake was so messy and you're loving it, his mouth was tugging with your clit and then proceed on licking it creating a series of wet sounds. He felt your walls clenching, your breath was getting heavier, and your body was flinching, you're close.

Jake picked up his speed, fingering you with the same pace he had in his mouth while eating you. You were just a few seconds from cumming when you grab Jake's hand, "Don't!" He looked at you, confused hands stopping. "I want to cum on your cock"

You stand up before sitting on his lap, strangling him. Both of you were bare waist down, you roughly kissed Jake as your hands tug on his shirt. You both moaned when you taste each other in both of your mouths. Jake cursed when you pulled out of the kiss to remove his shirt. His lips played with your neck down to your shoulders, he removed both of the straps off your shoulder and into your arms causing your top to fall lazily on your body.

"So pretty, pretty..." He mumbled which made you chuckle when his lips meet your nipples as he suck them. You, on the other hand, work your hips, grinding on him and spreading your wetness on his cock. Jake was busy sucking your tits, he can't get enough of it. One of his hands is supporting your back, pulling you closer to him while the other one was groping your right tits.

You lift yourself, positioning his dick before sitting on top of him again. His cock slowly slid into your heat making him groan from your nipples "Ah... Jake" Breathlessly calling his name made Jake look up to you. You look like a goddess descended from the heavens. The warm light coming from his lamps made you glow so beautifully.

You exhaled before slowly moving your hips up and down, "So tight, Y/N" Jake whispered to your neck, sucking on your ears as he watch his dick disappear to your hole in the mirror in front of him. He can clearly see the wetness that your cunt has as it coats his dick and that stirs up his brain. "Ugh!" Jake was meeting your hips, he was beyond ecstatic. You were working on your own, your movements didn't even falter instead you were increasing the speed in every thrust. "Fuck!" Both of you moaned when Jake hit your spot as he meet your hips. "Right there, please... ugh!"

"I want to fuck you from behind, step sister" Jake whispered to your ear and you smiled. "Then fuck me behind... do what you want" You thrust your cunt onto him a few times before standing up, leaning on the table.

You felt him stand behind you, rubbing his dick up and down before sliding inside you. You hissed, jake's cock was heavy with grit and has the average size but damn, his dick is thick. Jake focused on your moans, he focused entirely on you. Pushing his thrust onto you roughly as you moan nonstop. He fasten his pace and even though he find the view of your ass enticing, it was not enough. He wanted to reach your deepest place, to devour the whole of you. "Get ready" He whispered in your ear, you tried looking at him breathless asking what he meant.

Jake didn't answer but instead grab your right leg before putting and locking it on the table with his hands, making sure that you can't put it down. While doing this he pick up his pace, thrusting into you rough and fast which made you lose your mind. You can feel the skin on your butt jiggle in every hard thrust Jake was making.

"Fuck! Ugh, Jake... Ah!" You moaned to the feeling of the entire him inside you. Your hips meet releasing a slapping sound of skin. "Shit, you're tight.. so fucking tight!" Jake moaned as he grab your hair with his right hand while his left gripped tightly on your waist. Both of your moans were in sync, not really paying attention if there was someone who can hear you both or not and just focusing on your pleasure.

Jake pulled out from you and shift your position, he made you sit on the table again facing him. He scoots your butt on the edge of the table before thrusting into you again. As Jake fuck into you, he didn't notice that he stepped on his mouse and keyboard causing the porn to play again.

"Ugh...ugh! shit! Ugh! Fuck me harder daddy!" The porn actress moaned from the speaker, as you moan to Jake's ear while you were hugging him close as he thrust into you.

The room was so loud with all the moans, wet sounds, and skin slapping that came from both of you and the porn.

"I think I'm gonna cum, jake" You whispered as you whine when jake hit your spot again. "Wait for me, let's cum together." Jake once again fasten his pace as he felt your walls clenching him so tightly. He kissed you roughly burying all your moans in him as you cum, his hips thrust a few times riding his own climax. You try to steady your breathing as you look up at him. The hot feeling of his cum was slowly dripping outside your cunt down to your thighs, it was fortunate that you were on pills.

"That was... amazing" You mumbled frozen in your position will Jake grab some clean towel for the both of you. "I can't believe we just did that," Jake replied handing you the towel.

"Did what? Have sex?" You whipped yourself before standing up and walking in front of the full body mirror to check if there are still left. "Don't tell me, you regret it?"

"What? No!"

"Chill, I'm just asking..." You laughed facing him as you reached for your top and shorts from his hands. You were about to exit his room when Jake called you, "Y/N..." You hummed looking back at him, your hands touching the doorknob.

"You forgot your panties..." Jake shyly said showing your pink cotton garment. You chuckled looking up to him, "Keep it. I'll get it next time" You replied before closing his door.

"Next time?" Jake mumbled before smiling.

AUTHOR'S NOTE — ☆

so hi, it's hrdenha rebranding into lvenha 😭 i'm back, after my other side blog suddenly crashed, turns out it was flagged by tumblr because of community guidelines... i understand tho since our content is not really for everyone.

i'm just gonna work on reposting my previous works, i hope my readers from the other blog will find me again 😭 and if it's okay can y'all give me some tips and advice to not get community guidelines again?

#📎.mywr #enhypen #enhypen ff #enhypen au #enhypen smut #enhypen filo smut #sim jaehyun #sim jake #lee heeseung #park jeongseong #park jay #jay #heeseung #sunghoon #park sunghoon

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pink-princess-pussy-pop · 5 months

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Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron! Ghostface x Reader PART 6

Warnings: None, I don't know how car batteries work lmao

Scream For Me Masterlist

He doesn't know how, but Rafe is able to get you upstairs to your room, playing the "Is it up the stairs?" and "Which door is it?" even though he already knew. He could barely think with all of the thoughts in his head...

How good you looked wrapped in his arms.

How he felt so proud of you for calling him, even if it threw a wrench in his plans for the evening.

How you were trembling in his arms minutes before in your entryway, your hands wrapped tight around his arms.

How tiny you looked in his embrace.

He licked his lips, looking around your room, pretending to take it in for the first time, and as you leaned over to wipe at the smudged mascara under your eyes in your mirror, he sat down on your bed.

It took everything in him not to glance over at the skin that was uncovered from that tiny tennis skirt riding up. He just about blew a load into his pants when you looked at him through the reflection. Mouth open with your hand on the reflective glass, looking at him with your big doe eyes.

"Rafe..." You whispered. His tongue ran over his bottom lip as you stood and turned around to face him. "Thank you." Your arms reached out to him for a hug. He pulled you into him, eyes rolling at the fact that he was mere centimeters away from your boobs. You pulled away and looked down at him and Rafe couldn't get over the scared and innocent expression on your face. His thumbs rubbed slowly up and down your waist and he smiled at you.

"Anytime, babe." You giggled. "Do you want me to stay until your parents get back?" He was quick to interrupt when you began to decline. "It's really ok, I don't mind waiting. And also, I'd know that you're safe." You tried to hide your blush but Rafe sees it. Rafe stands, suddenly towering over you. "You like that? Me knowing that you're safe?" He didn't even need you to answer. He already knew that you'd say yes. "C'mon hun, let's go wait downstairs."

Rafe leads you down the stairs and the two of you sit in your living room, waiting for your parents. He turns on a random movie and you try to watch but you keep getting distracted by Rafe. Every little thing he did caught your eye. His hands when he used the remote, his arm muscles when he leaned back on the couch and put his arm around you. his strong legs manspreading while taking up half of the couch, his sharp jawline, just everything.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Your head snapped towards the TV. You could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Nothing."

"Sure, honey." You turn to look at him, taking in a sharp breath when you see he is already looking at you. His blue eyes flicker down to your lips and you subconsciously do the same.

"Rafe..." You find yourself whispering his name for the second time that night. The two of you lean toward each other and your heart begins to race. Right before your lips meet, you hear the garage door begin to open. The two of you jump apart and you turn back to the television as your parents walk in.

"Y/N? Honey?" You hear your mom call.

"In the living room!" You stand and Rafe follows, as you lead him back to the foyer.

"Rafe! Thank you so much for staying with Y/N." Your father greets him like an old friend, giving Rafe a firm handshake. "We would have come home earlier but our car wouldn't start. No idea what happened. We had to get someone to jump-start it for us."

Rafe, who unbeknownst to you and your family, had broken into said car when your family had gotten to the Country Club and turned on the headlights so by the time your parents had left, the car would be dead.

"That's awful. I hate it when I have to jumpstart my truck." Your dad smiles at Rafe.

"Thanks again for staying with our girl." Rafe looks at you and smirks.

"No problem at all."

After Rafe leaves, you go back upstairs to your room, back to your forgotten phone.

Your heart sinks at the messages that greet you.

Goodnight for real this time, babe.

And the others...

Snitched on me, sweetie?

Do you really think Rafe Cameron is going to protect you from me?

You reply to Rafe by sending a few pink hearts and a smiling emoji but don't answer the blocked number. As you get ready for bed, another text comes through. You open it as you brush your teeth, the toothbrush falling into the sink as you drop it in alarm.

It's another photo of you, taken from outside of your house, zoomed into the upstairs window of your room. Taken just moments ago. You feel sick and run to the window to make sure the blinds and curtains are as closed as they could possibly be.

Your phone buzzes in your hand again.

Bye bye, sweetheart.

BRO SCHOOL IS OUT FOR WINTER AND I AM BACK. I AM BACK BABY. I'm so sorry I was gone for so long. I was just so stressed and overstimulated and wanted to make sure these were as well-written as they could be. :)

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Hiiiiiiii 👋

Can you write a Baekhyun fic? I'm not exactly sure what I want, but... While listening to Demi Lovato's song, something came to mind...

But you make me wanna act like a girl

Paint my nails and wear high heels

Yes, you make me so nervous that I just can't hold your hand

I don't like school fics so maybe a best friend au.

She and Baekhyun are best friends, and the reader thinks she's far from his ideal type. She's been in love with him for years but she's insecure and either Baekhyun is too blind to see her feelings or the reader is a good actor.

She's a great girl, but she struggles to see her own potential... Baekhyun is everything to her, and she to him. Baekhyun had noticed her jealous behavior for a while and became suspicious. He even caught her crying once. When he put the pieces together, he understood everything. After faced her, the reader tried to run away from him, but Baek was fast enough to catch her immediately.

pairing: byun baekhyun x reader word count: 1256 genre: fluffy but also angst? warnings: swearing, jealousy, reader getting on beakhyun's nerves a/n: i'm back at writing requests!! thank you so much for your patience, i hope you enjoy this <3

"i think she's flirting with you", you told baekhyun, looking at the waitress that just walked by the two of you and shot baekhyun the prettiest smile she could manage.

"she's not", he denied, not even bothering to look back. "she's working on christmas eve, so i bet she's just trying to get a nice tip."

it was a tradition, at this point. you and baekhyun had spent the last four christmas together, as a sign of how strong your bond with each other was - either it was at bucheon with his family, abroad with your family, or just the two of you, like that moment.

for this one, sick and tired of being single (in baekhyun's words), he decided to take you too for dinner on the night before christmas. 'i won't be able to go to bucheon this year, so we should have a date night, and then sulk and eat leftovers while we open our presents at my house the next day', he had said, a month previous.

and of course you accepted. not only was baekhyun your best friend, but also the one you loved; like, actually loved.

there wasn't much you could do about it, to be honest. baekhyun had always seen you as a sibling, and that alone was enough to end any hope you could possibly have. on top of that, came the fact that he was just so... ethereal; baekhyun was the definition of a keeper, and any person who could have him was literally the luckiest person in the entire world.

"you can possibly think that every single person that smiles at you is just being polite, baek", you chuckled. "that's why you're single again..."

"does it bother you that i'm single?"

you tried your best not to choke on your drink as your brain screamed 'no, i actually love it' as an answer.

"i mean, i can call her over and ask her out...", he said, teasingly. "but you would spend christmas alone."

you just rolled your eyes at him, going back to your food and pretending like you weren't holding back a smile.

baekhyun kept the conversation going, as well. he told you about his family, how sad his mom was that she wouldn't see you that christmas; you told him about your plans for the next year, what you wanted to achieve.

cause, you see, talking to baekhyun was so easy, feeling seen was the biggest problem here. he could repeat every single word you had just said for the last hour, but could he see that you were wearing a new dress just for him? could he see that you got your nails done in his favorite color just for him? could he see that you were there, dying for him to love you back?

over your third glass of wine, the waitress came back to your table, the same pretty smile on her face.

"would the couple like to order some dessert?"

"we're not a couple", you instantly said, facing your glass.

taken aback by your answer, the waitress hesitated to turn to baekhyun, only to see him as surprised as her.

"um... no, not for now", he politely said. "can we get some water though, please?"

she hummed in response, before turning around to leave.

"wow, that was quite harsh", baekhyun faked a chuckle. "are you okay?"

"sure."

"are you really sure?"

"yes, baekhyun", you rolled you eyes. "she was just trying to check if you're single so she can keep flirting with you. all i did was give her the answer she was looking for."

baekhyun frowned, leaning into the table to take a good look at you.

"are you drunk already?", he laughed. "i mean, she just wondered if we were a couple, it's not that deep, y/n. we're together on christmas eve, it's-"

"no one would mistake us for a couple."

"what? why not?"

"because!", you exclaimed. at the corner of your eyes, you saw the said waitress coming again with a jar of water. she placed it on the table in front of baekhyun, and then proceeded to smile at him again before walking away. defeated, you sighed. "i am me, and you are you. nobody could ever think about us as a couple, so... i don't know, you can just give in and ask her out if you want to."

baekhyun scoffed at you, watching you as you took another big gulp from your wine. he silently took in your moves, the way you poured yourself some water and avoided his gaze.

"why are you jealous?", he finally asked after a minute or two of silence.

"i'm not jealous", you defended yourself.

"then look at me", baekhyun waited for you to finally look him in the eyes. "now tell me you're not jealous."

it was your turn to scoff, grabbing your glass of water and drinking a bit of it.

"this is stupid."

"yes, it is stupid", baekhyun agreed. "i think it's so stupid that even at christmas eve you won't admit why you're being jealous, that you'll only be petty and try to push me onto other girls. i don't want them."

you looked at him, damning him mentally for the way he was sitting at his chair, for the way his angry eyes made your heart flutter.

"i'm giving you the chance to be true to both of us, y/n. please, take it, and tell me why you are so jealous. i need to hear you say it."

"why?"

"because it's christmas eve, i'm at this beautiful restaurant with the most beautiful girl. you're wearing a new dress, wearing my favorite perfume, and you did your nails yesterday thinking about me, didn't you? don't think i didn't notice", he sighed, leaning into the table once again. "if we can't confess to each other right now, right here... then i truly don't think we ever will."

you kept staring at him, trying your hardest to keep your tears at bay so they wouldn't ruin your makeup. you felt like you were glowing, like your chest was now swallowing you deep into an ocean of something that you couldn't quite describe what it was, but if you had to take a shot, you would call it love.

"how long did you know?", you whispered to him.

"since your birthday", baekhyun replied. "but you're a good actress, i'll give you that."

you chuckled, shaking your head in disbelief.

"i'm sorry...", you told him. "i'm so sorry. i'm pathetic."

"yeah, kind of", baekhyun joked, making you both laugh. "i'm just kidding. you don't have to sorry, if anything i should be the one apologizing. i've known for so long now, but my pride didn't let me say shit. i just kept pushing away every girl that came around, and praying that you would do the same to anyone who got close to you, waiting for you to confess. everyday felt like i was gonna have a heart attack."

you rolled your eyes. "who's pathetic now?"

he laughed out loud, eyes turning into big heart emojis as you looked at him. just as you were ready to speak, the waitress came up again, smiling at baekhyun.

"do you guys need anything?", she asked.

"yeah, um... could you bring me some chocolate ice cream, please? and for my girl...", baekhyun looked at you. the waitress followed his gaze, smiling at you just the same and, maybe, baekhyun was right all along - she wasn't flirting. "anything she wants, please."

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keen-li · 6 months

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CLAWED | JJK | CH 04

Synopsis: "do you honestly think I want your help? I'm desperate " you can still see the hatred he has for you in his eyes, but you can also see the desperation.

Genre: e2l, angst, fluff, smut-ish. Convict jk x police officer reader

Fem reader x jk

Warnings:cussing

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"Well did you do it" you ask audibly but he hears you.

"fuck no, I'd never do that. shit y/n" he runs his hands through his hair and you can see his frustration and how this affected him.

"you think I'd do it?" no you don't think he'd do such a thing, yes you hated him but you didn't think of him that low. Even if he was mean to you still nothing criminal in him.

"you really think that huh?" he asks you pleadingly this time.

"No no I don't think that" you reassure him.

"Everyone does though" he says defeated and dropping his head in his palms.

"I don't think you'd to do that" you say gently approaching him and questioning if he'd be okay with you putting your hand on his back. But when you choose to do it anyways he doesn't protest.

"Everyone thinks that and even after said I was proven innocent and told everyone I didn't do anything, no one believes me"

you can hear the weakness and his voice. This is the first time you're seeing jungkook this way.

"I've been trying to get a job and even tried to get my job back at the station. But everyone declines when they find out about it."

Now it makes sense why nobody knew about the situation. They tried to hush it. The is station wouldn't want anyone knowing or finding that they let someone who allegedly committed fraud work there.

"it's been really hard" he says but you don't see signs of tears. He never liked to show people his emotional side. Mr I have no emotions jungkook.

"Is that why you lost your house?" You ask walking on eggshells with that question.

"no I lost it because of gambling. After everything I really lost myself and got into bad company."

"what bad company?" You ask but he doesn't answer you or even spare you a glance simply walking out of the house and closing the door behind him.

You didn't want to bug him and so you let him leave and have his space. You're really worried about him now more than before cause you know what's been going on with him, surface level at least.

You don't know where he's going to but you hope he comes back.

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It's the next night and jungkook is still not home. You keep peeping out the window just in case you see him walking down the street coming back, but you don't see him and eventually give up hope.

You think you're relaxed but your body language says otherwise. You're sitting on the edge of the couch tapping your feet uncontrollably and involuntarily

Your feet jump in action when you hear a knock at the door thinking it might be jungkook but when you open the door and see yoongi the disappointment is visible.

"You aren't happy to see me?" Yoongi says as he analyzes your face. He's in his usual outfit but this time in a pair of black cargo pants.

"It's not like that..... I was just expecting someone." You say finally giving yoongi your full attention.

"you want to come in?" You ask yoongi and let him in when he answers 'sure'. You take one last look outside hoping, just hoping.

You and yoongi take a seat on the couch as he analyses your house and compliments when he sees something he likes, which is alot of things. Seems like you and yoongi have similar likes when it comes to house decorating.

After complimenting the things in your house he asks what you thought about his brownies.

"oh I forgot to give you my review didn't I?" you say smiling and laughing awkwardly.

"Good news is I finished them and they were delicious" he laughs at the way you say it excitedly and so enthusiastically.

"I'm glad you like them that much."

"They kinda reminded me of my mom's brownies, but no one can beat my mom's brownies" you both laugh at that.

"ouch" Yoongi feigns being hit in the heart.

"but you're right no one can compete."

You and yoongi keep talking and by now jungkook hasn't crossed your mind. You and yoongi just talk about your childhood favourite foods and recipes. Seems like he likes to cook. if yoongi didn't change the topic you'd still be chatting about food by now.

"You wanna touch it?" He says pulling his hair out of the hair tie and letting it fall. He runs his hands through it quickly just to arrange it.

"Oh my gosh it's so beautiful" you say as you move closer to him and ask with your eyes if you really can touch it and he nods yes.

Your body is now facing him and he watches you run your hands through his hair and your eyes light up looking at his beautiful hair. You've never seen a man with such beautiful hair.

"Does this feel nice?" You ask softly.

"Yeah it does" he says staring at your face. You feel a certain type of pride when yoongi tells you that you're the only person,woman, he has let touch his hair.

You're still touching his hair when you feel a strong and warm arm warp around your waist and pull you in.

You use your hands to balance yourself, one on the arm of the chair and the other on the part of the couch behind yoongi's head.

"It feels so good when you touch me like that." His face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath on you. You don’t move from him and just hum when he says something.

He starts to kiss your neck and and his hands starts to rub your back and move lower and lower each second. You don't when you started but your hips are moving back and forth on his lap grinding against him. Your hands are still in his hair when you hear a tiny moan leave your mouth, yoongi smirks against your skin at that. He'd been thinking about this moment for quite sometime and so have you.

You’re 5 minutes into your little session when you hear your door open and shortly you see jungkook walk through.

“What the-” he says noticing you and yoongi. you immediately get off yoongi leaving him clueless and he turns to eye jungkook. You don't know what you're thinking or what anyone is thinking. Jungkook doesn't say anything and uses the back door to leave to the back yard. “Are you okay?” yoongi says seeing the distress on your face.

"I’m sorry Yoongi" he doesn’t say anything but simply stands up.

"I guess I’m gonna get going"

“Uh yeah, I’ll walk you to the door”

You two say your goodbyes and Yoongi reassures you that if you need anything you can always go to him. You're pretty he's noticed the worried look on your face.

When you close the door you take a few minutes to breathe then walk back inside. When you walk into the kitchen to wait for Jungkook you already find him leaning against the island. You still can’t tell what he’s thinking but by his body language he seems tense. His body and muscles are tense. But his face is relaxed.

"Jungkook where were you?" you lean against the island too standing next to him. He doesn't say anything. He keeps his focus on one of the switches on the wall right above the stove.

"I was worried" you whisper not feeling too proud to say it out loud. your head turns and you try to check jungkook's face for any emotion or reaction. But he has none, he doesn't even seem interested in hearing what you have to say.

The only reason you were worried was because you felt like you were a little harsh to him.

"Are you mad about the yoongi thing" you say folding your arms over your chest.

"if you're mad about that I'm sorry" you don't even know why you apologize to him but it seems to have caught his attention. He smirks and in a swift movement jungkook locks you between him and the island.

His body towers over you and you feel yourself shrink under him. When you look up at him you're drawn into his dark eyes, you see some kind of amusement in them as he stares back into yours. Your eyes run down to his rosy lips which he are accessorized by a silver lip ring which he plays with currently, he definitely notices your eye movement. Your breathing gets heavy as you anticipate what he's gonna do.

He moves closer to you and you can't seem to find the will to move away from him. His face is centimeters away from your face and you can't find the will or power to move away.

"What are you apologising for? " His tone is slow, gentle and deliberate as you feel his breath hit your face. For a guy with a bad tongue his birth smells good. But you can still smell the slight smell of alcohol in it.

"F-for the yoongi thing" you stummer and feel nervous under his gaze.

Jungkook moves closer to your neck and you feel your breath becoming heavier. His warm breath hits your neck and you feel the goosebumps appear on your skin.

Jungkook notices the hickeys yoongi's left on your skin and he chuckles. He slowly and gently places a kiss on your neck and your mind starts running you don't want to feel this, you refuse your body from reacting to him.

But jungkook definitely notices this and he chuckles again and moves to your ear. You feel his smile drop and his demeanour become cold.

"Y/n I don't give a fuck who you fuck. If you want to fuck him go ahead. I don't care" he says harshly in your ear.

He then abruptly detaches his body from yours and you can see the coldness in his eyes as he walks away not sparing you a single glance.

You stand there wondering what the actual heck just happened. Why did he do that and why did you react like that, you're infuriated by the fact that jungkook acted that way because it was not necessary. But you're mostly angry about the way your body reacted, even if you did hold yourself. Why did you let him do that why didn't you stand up for yourself and push him away for running away and not telling you where he went.

why did you even apologize for something that doesn't concern him and now he feels more entitled and superior.

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zaynmirrors · 8 days

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A/N: Back again with another chapter, I have a playlist if you guys are interested! If you wanna be tagged in the next chapter let me know! Also unsure if if this will have the upside down cause I feel like it's hard with Jovie. Taglist is open!

Eddie Munson x Mom! Reader.

TW: Children

Chapter 2

When Eddie awoke, he noted the missing weight on his chest but wasn’t concerned figuring her mother had taken her from him sometime in the night, or at this point: morning.

He didn’t hear the quiet padding on the carpet as Jovie made her way back to him. Eddie had easily become her next favorite person. He was something new, she liked new.

She stared at him as Eddie lay with his eyes still closed. “Leave him be Jovie,” y/n said softly, careful to not wake Eddie who unbeknownst to her was already awake.

“Mama, make breakfast?” The tiny being asked, not at all quiet. Eddie heard y/n snort and found it to be the most adorable sound. She answered the child too quietly for Eddie’s ears to pick up but heard them or at least y/n retreat into the kitchen.

“Dude get up,” Mike said nudging Eddie’s feet. Eddie quickly flipped off the wheeler boy and opened his eyes, wincing when the light hit them. Mike was flipping Eddie off as he sat up. “Very nice Wheeler,” Eddie says rolling eyes.

Jovie gasped as she heard his voice, and padded her way over to him leaving her mother in the kitchen. “Like breakfast?” She asked him, grabbing his attention with her broken speech.

He smiled at her. Taking in her pigtails and almost too-long tee. “Oh man I love breakfast” Eddie wasn’t sure where this came from: The sudden knowledge of how to say things to the tiny being.

Jovie held out her hand, and Eddie offered his much larger one. Her small hand wrapped around just two of his fingers and pulled on him. This action only barely jerked his arm instead of pulling him up like she had planned.

Eddie stood, letting her lead the way. Y/n stood at the counter whisking what looked to be eggs with a fork in a large porcelain blue bowl. "Help yourselves" she spoke not looking up from her task of whisking.

Eddie grabbed a plate and made one for Jovie seeing as the other teens were piling food on their own plates, not bothering to leave enough for the child. Once he piled food onto her plate he then stared at the plastic baby blue highchair. "How the f-" he stopped himself short, "How does she get in this thing" he asked, terrified to break the foreign technology.

y/n came and slipped the child in as if it were nothing then just resumed making breakfast for the ravenous teen boys. "Thank you for feeding her" She offered Eddie a smile that sent a fuzzy feeling into his stomach.

"She probably wouldn't get to eat otherwise" Eddie joked, y/n laughed. He prayed to any god that she wouldn’t see the blush that spread across his face.

“You’re probably right” she smiled. Her smile quickly faltered as she concentrated, mind mulling over her next words. Her lips pursed as she spoke, “I have an extra ticket to go see this band, would you consider going?” He blinks, taken aback but she just continues before he can speak “My friend flaked and you look like you would enjoy Crusader”

“Wait, you have tickets to see Crusader?” He asks, more in awe that she even knew who Crusader was, she definitely wasn’t that type of girl, at least he thought she wasn’t.

“Yes, I just asked you to go with me” she shot back. Even her sarcasm was attractive to him, “can you hear under all that hair?” This was a tease, one that got him to smile.

“When is it?” He asked. He then learned it was Saturday at seven. He felt like this was an easy decision. Eddie had been dying to see this band. "Works for me"

They talked details, deciding y/n was going to drive. She’d also pick him up being as she would already be out dropping Jovie off with the babysitter. Eddie was very excited for this Saturday.

“Hey, are you ready to have some fun?” Steve asked the tiny girl who stood in front of him unamused at his overly excited tone. He glances up at y/n and says, “tough crowd”

The joke caused a snort to sound from y/n. “I don't know how fun she’ll be, she didn’t sleep well.” Steve offers a sympathetic smile and holds out hands to pick up the tiny human.

Jovie waddles her way into his arms, he squeezes her to him and lifts her into the air. Steve’s careful to sling her on his hip. Once she was settled he held his free arm out for the diaper bag. Which y/n placed on his shoulder.

“Have fun, y/n, you deserve it” he says, offering her a small smile while bouncing the child on his hip.

“I’ll see you tomorrow” she said to both Steve and her child but going to give her child a kiss on the cheek. “Bye Steve!” She called as she walked out the door and to her car.

She sat a moment in the car contemplating this excursion. Y/n did not want to be away from her baby, in fact this was the first time she’d be leaving her. It was not sitting well.

Y/n turned the key, igniting the ignition and back out of the parking spot. If only she hadn’t promised Eddie a ticket. She’d turn right back around.

The drive to pick up Eddie was short, he had waited on her at the edge of the road. Not wanting the embarrassment of her seeing where he lived, though he guessed everyone knew.

“Hey!” She beamed as he got into the passenger side of the car. “You excited?”

“Hell yeah!” He was beyond excited. This band was a local legend. He aspired to follow in their footsteps. “Let’s go” Pulling off the side of the road, they began their journey.

Chapter 3

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Aunt, Uncle, and Finn

Featuring OCs by @ladybugkisses

(this one is kinda long, just so you know!)

Spring. 1938.

Hollywood.

A land of superstars, the rich and famous, beautiful houses and sandy beaches...

all things the Rickaby children wouldn't be seeing.

"Do we HAVE to stay with Uncle Cal, mom?"

"Yes, Toby," Ari answered for what felt like the thousandth time. The 8 year old grumbled in his taxi seat. His sisters, bunched up next to him, were off in their own little worlds - Lucy was reading, and Sophie was staring out the window, in awe of anything other than St. Louis.

The car stopped. The doors opened. The sunlight poured into the cab

and standing there were Aunt Ivy and Uncle Cal.

Aunt Ivy looked stunning in the light as she walked over and hugged dad. She also hugged mom, and patted her back. Uncle Cal looked...droopy. He smiled, but it was weak. And half his tail was missing. He walked, slowly, over to dad, who held him tight, and spoke in a choking voice, "I'm so glad I got to see you again."

Toby knew they weren't really his aunt and uncle - they were something like...cousins?But always, Aunt and Uncle.

"You remember Toby," Mom said, smiling, and ushering Toby towards Ivy. "And Lucy, of course." Lucy waved and smiled politely.

"And you must be Sophie!" Ivy said, kneeling down and picking her up. "Why, I remember when I could hold ya in one hand!"

Mom winced. "Iiiii remember when you did that, too..." She nodded slowly. Ivy scoffed.

"I'm just teasin'."

"How're you, Uncle Calvin?" Lucy asked, rocking back and forth on her feet.

"I'm alright." He said, quietly, carrying a young boy on his shoulders. The boy looked about Sophie's age. He had his mother's fur, and his father's eyes. He was put down by Calvin, and shyly hid behind him.

"Whozat?" Sophie pointed, and walked over.

"Easy, Sophie." Calvin knelt down and smiled. "That's Finn...he's awful shy. He's a good boy, though, eh?" Calvin's voice was quiet, and a bit shaky. Ivy had to help him up.

After an hour or so of sitting and catching up, and hearing a lot about tail stuff for some reason, Mom and Dad stood up. "Well, we have to get going," Rocky said, "Gotta go see what the NBC folks want."

"Is Ari gettin' a show too?" Ivy asked. Mom blushed, and shook her head. "No, no...but I help so much with the money, I-" Mom looked at Calvin, and said something. "I don't want to tire him out too much."

"No, yer not tiring!" Ivy looked shocked that mom would even think that. Toby, who'd had to work in a garden under this woman, would disagree with that sentiment, but how would she even be tiring out Calvin?

Must be a grown up thing, Toby thought.

"Ow!" Toby's thoughts suddenly shifted when Sophie stepped on his tail, chasing after a ball. "Careful!" Toby scooped her up, and she giggled and squealed, wriggling in his grip. "You'll pay for that!"

"Nooo!" She yelped, her smile still wide as Toby used all his strength to throw her on the couch. He wasn't a BIG kid - it took a lot out of him! He waved goodbye as mom and dad left, and looked on as Calvin and Ivy glanced at each other.

"It's no crime she doesn't want to see me, Ivy, last time was rough."

"I know, I know. I just...-" The two of them wandered into the kitchen, leaving 4 children alone to their devices.

Lucy had already managed to find something worth reading. She was pouring over some papers at a typewriter, and peering at them. "Wow...this looks like a script!"

"So? That's what Uncle Cal does. He writes scripts."

"But it's a good script!"

"What's it about?"

"Looks like a horror movie. I think." Lucy kept reading, and this time, Toby felt yet another young paw on his tail. He turned around, and saw-

Finn.

Toby went to grab him like he had Sophie, but Finn looked horrified, and jumped on the couch himself, without a word. Toby smiled and laughed. "Gee, guy, I wasn't gonna hurt ya! It's fun!" He said. Sophie, still on the couch, nodded in response. Finn just stared at the two of them, and curled his knees to his chest.

Then, they heard a voice. "Kids! I need to go into town - who's coming with me?"

All four of the children BOLTED outside. They knew enough to know that Ivy McMurray was a famous movie actress, so whatever she had to do in town MUST be something exciting. Ivy laughed, and giggled. "No one to stay with Uncle Freckle, huh?"

"I'll be alright."

"Yeah!" Toby said. "He's grown, he can handle himself, let's do something fun!"

Ivy looked over at Calvin, and walked over to him, kissing him softly. "I love you, dearie. Anything happens, let me know, okay?"

"Aye, dear."

"You can handle being on your own?"

Calvin laughed. "The surgery wasn't that bad this time, I'm fine." Calvin kissed her, which drew a 'yech!' from all of the kids, even Finn.

With that, Ivy walked out.

"Where're we going?" Toby asked, sitting in the front seat. He was the oldest, after all.

"Studio lot." Ivy said. "I need to pick up some papers from my dire-"

"The LOT!?" Toby looked amazed. "Where they make the movies!?"

Ivy ruffled his head fur a little. "Where else?" Ivy began to drive down the hill. Lucy, in the back, sat between Sophie and Finn. "Aunt Ivy?" She asked, "Why were you so concerned about Uncle Calvin?"

Ivy paused for a moment. "...your Uncle just had a very...delicate operation." She said. "It affects how he walks a little bit. But he'll-" She hesitated, "He'll be alright."

"Where's his tail?" Sophie asked.

"...it, uhm..." Ivy hesitated some more. Toby swore he thought he saw a tear forming behind her sunglasses. "It...had to be taken off."

"Does it grow back?": Sophie asked.

"Tails don't grow back." Lucy said.

"They do on lizards!" Sophie said, sticking her tongue out at Lucy. Lucy crossed her arms.

"And is Uncle Calvin a lizard?"

"He could be under those big ears!"

Ivy stifled a laugh. "That's-...snrk...that's no way to talk about your..pff...your Uncle!"

One thing they don't tell you about film studio lots - it's a bit more boring than one would expect. Ivy had instructed them to wait in the lobby while she got something, and then they would go to another building, and at some point ice cream would be involved. Lucy seemed happy to wait, humming softly and looking at all the posters on the wall. Sophie and Finn were busy learning to communicate without much talking. And Toby?

Toby was bored. Out. Of. His. Wits.

He paced around the lobby, and looked around for something, anything, to do. He walked up to the receptionist. "Hey, is anything exciting going on today?"

"...not that I'm aware of." She said, eyes deep in a magazine. Toby walked off glumly, back to the benches where they were sitting -

Right up to Finn. Who was in his spot

"Finn, I'm sure you're great but you're in my spot. Can you move please?"

Finn just...stared at him.

"May you please move?"

"..."

"Sophie, can you tell him to move?"

"...uhm..." Sophie blinked. "Move?"

Nothing.

"Thanks, Soph'. Doing the lord's work here." Toby said, sarcastically.

"Be nice to Finn," Lucy said, "his dad's dying."

"What? No he's not, Aunt Ivy said he was gonna be fine!"

"They had to cut part of his tail off!"

"So?"

"Remember when they thought they were gonna have to do that to Mom and Dad was sobbing for 2 days straight?"

"...well...I guess-"

"Alright, kids," Ivy walked out, with a few papers, "just a fitting and we're done. Sorry I took s'long!"

Finn seemed popular with the people here - he got lollipops. He got pats on his head. He even got to stand with Buster Crabbe. Buster Crabbe! FLASH GORDON, Toby's IDOL, and FINN got to just wave to him!

Before you ask, Toby DID get an autograph - but still, Toby couldn't help but feel jealous when Buster told Finn 'Say hi to yer dad for me'.

And now, they were sitting in another waiting room, while Ivy could be heard from behind a curtain. Lucy, again, found something to do very quickly - and Sophie joined her as she explained how sewing machines work (to the best of her 7 year old ability, of course).

This left Toby, a loud, boisterous young lad, and Finn, a guy who Toby hadn't heard talk once the whole time.

"...so..." Toby looked over. "You, uhm...you like books?"

Finn shrugged.

"...you like movies?"

Finn nodded.

"What's yer favorite?"

Finn thought for a moment, and then, pulled a scary face, holding his hands over his head.

"Dracula?"

Finn nodded.

"Lucky - my parents don't let me watch that stuff."

"Last I checked, they did, and you chickened out!" Lucy said.

"Hey! I don't air YOUR secrets do I!?" Finn giggled a little when that happened.

"So. Finn. Level with me...why don't you talk much?" Finn thought for a moment - thinking through how to explain it. He looked down at his feet, then back up at Toby. He shrugged.

"You don't know?"

Finn nodded.

"CAN you talk?" Finn nodded in response again, and move to open his mouth, until-

"Ah!"

"Oh, sorry, Mrs. McMurray, i didn't pin you too hard did I?"

"No, no - be careful, though!" Ivy's laugh came through - it was bright. Finn's eyes softened at it a bit - he had been stiff a few moments before, but now, he looked more relaxed.

"Alright, kids, all finished - who's in for ice cream?"

"ALL OF US!"

"Don't shout! Girls have to be careful back there!"

The five of them sat outside of an ice cream stand - Ivy was careful to hide herself, wearing a head scarf and a pair of shades - and the 4 children diligently went about eating ice cream.

And, of course, Finn was doing something odd.

Sure, he was eating his ice cream normally. He was sitting normally. He just wasn't...talking. or saying ANYthing. He stared at something across the street - a little bird, pecking at the ground. Sophie looked for a moment, before going back to her ice cream.

"...Aunt Ivy?"

"Yes, Toby?"

"Why is Finn so quiet?"

"He gets it from his father." Ivy said, nodding. "He's definitely his father's child." Toby blinked.

"...Does he ever say anything?"

"He only speaks to his best friends. I'm sure he'll be talking to Sophie by the evening!" Sophie was circling around Finn, and trying hard to play one handed rock paper scissors while she viciously attacked her cone.

"Sorry today wasn't as exciting as I thought - I figured we'd get to go on set today."

"We're gonna go on set!?" Lucy asked, a bright hope in her eye.

"Absolutely - but you have to be very careful on a movie set." Ivy said. "It's dangerous!"

"I can be careful! I dunno about Sophie though..." Sophie was trying to climb a fence. "Soph! Get down from there!"

"Okay!" She bounded down, and hit the ground hard. She simply looked down at herself, brushed her dress off, and ran back over.

Finn walked over to his mother, and looked up. He tugged her dress a little, and spoke softly, for the first time anyone had heard. all day.

"...dad?"

"...oh! Goodness - we ought to run back home and check on him, make sure he's alright." With that, the gang piled into the car, and got home.

Dinner had gone just fine. Mom and dad had come home from that awfully long set of meetings, and they looked...happy. Food was good, on account of Uncle Cal, and now the kids were getting ready to go to sleep. They were all crowded into the spare room. Uncle Cal walked in, and smiled.

"Night, all."

"Can you sing us a song?"

"Hmm?"

"Yeah! Mama always sings us songs in port...porter...porterhouse-"

"Portuguese?" Calvin finished the word for Sophie.

"Yeah!"

"I don't speak any Portuguese..." Calvin said. "I speak Irish, though."

"Is that why you talk funny?" Lucy asked.

Calvin chuckled. "Aye, that'd do it, I think." He said. "I used to sing an awful lot better before all this tail business."

"Yeah, what's with yer tail?" Toby finally asked. Finn, at the mention of it, leapt out of the bed, and into his dad's arms, and whispered something to him.

"My tail is sick, and it's making me sick. We hope it'll stop, but we'll see." He nodded, and kissed Finn's forehead, letting him back down. "Now, lullaby, right?"

"Please?" Lucy asked.

Without missing much time, Calvin started singing in a language they didn't understand. "Dún do Shúil, a rún mo chroí, A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghrá liom..."

As he sang, Finn nestled into his bed, and went to sleep. Sophie followed suit. Lucy was next...Toby was still a little awake. He yawned, and spoke.

"Lucy says you're gonna die...is that true?"

"We all do, someday." Calvin said.

"But soon?"

"...It'll all be good memories." He said, smiling. "Sleep well, Tobias."

"Goodnight."

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yakuzacanons · 2 months

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Hi!! Can we have a continuation of "How They Would Confess Their Feelings To You" hcs? With Ichiban & co, Watase and Kashiwagi? Thanks!

Brain go brrrr yea, we can do dis chief. Includes da girlies also cuz I am realizing I do NOT write for them much?!

Kasuga Ichiban: "Listen, I just wanted to say... that I really like you! And you mean a lot to me!"

Hands sweaty moms spaghetti, he is. Nervous wreck long before he actually works his way up to confessing. The thought of having a crush on you is enough to make him sweat.

Is he asking Adachi and Nanba for advice? Yes. Is he taking it? Hell nah, it just makes him more stressed. Feels like his head is spinning after hearing all they had to say.

In the end, he just quite literally spills the beans after hanging out with you and once he starts he just cannot seem to stop! Ironic given how hard it was for him to start in the first place.

Nanba Yu: "Hey, look, I get it if you don't feel the same way but I just wanted you to know... you're really special to me."

It's ironic that he gives Ichiban dating advice given that Nanba has been a bachelor for quite some time. He's also pretty calculated and takes into careful consideration whether or not a relationship would even be viable so if he's confessing, it's quite serious.

Might consult with Ichiban or Adachi about it but mostly keeps it close to his chest. Good at hiding it in front of you so it might feel like it's coming out of nowhere but trust me, it's been on his mind for a while.

He's pretty candid and straightforward. Through the years, he's learned beating around the bush gets you nowhere. He'll likely just pull you aside, no fancy date or hangout required, and just tell you privately how he feels.

Adachi Koichi: "You really changed my life, you know that? Thank you."

With Adachi, it's less of a confession and more of an appreciation of who you are. At his age and given his track record, he's kind of resigned to living the single life and the older he gets, the less he gets his hopes up for things to get serious.

Having said that, he does still want to stress just how impactful you've been on his life. Like Ichiban does with all his friends, Adachi feels you deserve your praises to be sung.

It's not something he really plans on. He'll just blurt it out in the middle of any old conversation, maybe at a bar. If you ask him for clarification or to elaborate, that's where he starts choking up. Be nice to him.

Mukoda Saeko: "Ah, you know I wouldn't normally say this but... I like you, heh."

Little miss independent will not confess easily, let me tell you. She's got an awful lot on her plate right now and potentially changing the situation between you two is not necessarily low priority but more so another thing she doesn't need to stress about.

Honestly, you may have to get her a bit drunk for this to come out. Or at the very least, she may feel she needs a touch of liquid courage to get it all out there.

Saeko keeps it short and sweet. Ironically, despite her bold personality, she gets super shy after and insists you don't give her an answer until you've had time to think it over.

Tianyou Zhao: "Ahh, you've really gone and turned my life upside down, you know? But that's okay. I like that about you."

Sly as ever, Zhao is similar to Saeko in that it takes a lot to get him to confess. Only difference is he's more perceptive than Saeko. He can sniff out pretty quick how you feel about him.

Having said that, chances of him confessing are greatly increased if he thinks or knows you would reciprocate. His playful side gets in the way though as it becomes a cat and mouse game of who gives in first: you or him.

When it eventually turns out to be him, it'll be a cute little planned event that he's meticulously thought out. He'll close his restaurant for the night and invite you over for a special private dinner with a menu inspired by all your favorite things.

Joon-Gi Han: "I don't know, I just... I always get this way when I'm with you... will you just stay with me? For a little bit?"

Our poor baby boy Joonie bun is inexperienced in the ways of confessing. He understands having a crush and love as a concept but lack of personal experience means he's navigating all new terrority. Please forgive his blunders.

Unfortunately, Seonhee proves to be little help in these matters. Although she has more in depth observations of situations between you two, even she cannot determine for Joon-Gi if reciprocation is guaranteed.

More likely than not, he'll just start blurting out his feelings during a moment where his guard is down. Half of it boils down to he just can't keep it to himself anymore and partially that he feels he's being dishonest the longer he keeps it to himself.

#majima megaphone moment #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza headcanons #yakuza imagines #ryu ga gotoku headcanons #ryu ga gotoku imagines #ichigang #ichiban kasuga #zhao tianyou #tianyou zhao #han joon gi #joon gi han #yu nanba #koichi adachi #saeko mukoda

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New Story

El Mayarah (M)

Summary: After waking from a recurring dream, Kara tells Lena the truth about her identity and how she feels. Nothing goes as the Kryptonian hopes. After being attacked by The Children of Liberty, the only way to save Lena’s life is to take her to Argo City. What happens there will change everything.

Chapter One

Kara’s POV

Ever since Reign was defeated and The Children of Liberty gained power in the media, I've had nightmares. Some were about fighting The World Killers, losing, and them killing everyone I cared for or The Children of Liberty killing all aliens and everyone who helped aliens. Either way, everybody I loved or cared about ended up dying and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

The only way I could go back to sleep was making a cup of tea and wrapping myself in the blanket Lena had left after a movie night. Sipping the warm liquid, I thought about the last few months. Things are so messed up. Lena and Supergirl are at odds because of kryptonite and she doesn't know the truth. It's been too long. It won't end well when I tell Lena who Kara Danvers really is.

Flipping through Netflix, I put on a comfort show and let it play in the background. Lena still made me the kryptonite armor even after our fight. And she gave Mom the recipe to make more Harun-El. I'm so confused.

Desperately needing sleep, I rinsed my mug and went back to bed. Since the blanket still smelled like Lena's apartment, I brought it to bed with me. Nuzzling my face into it, I inhaled the calming scent.

Waking in my bed, I heard a knock on my door. Rushing to answer it, Brainy stood before me. "Brainy? What are you doing here?"

"You're talking to me. And you know who I am." His brow creased. "Supergirl is-,"

"You can't say that! " Pulling him inside, I closed the door quickly. "It's dangerous to walk around without your image inducer turned on."

"Do we know each other? I am Brainiac 5. A 12th level intellect. The Legionnaires call me Brainy." He walked around my apartment aimlessly looking around.

"Yes, we know each other. Mon-El sent you." Why does this feel so familiar?

"Yes. To make sure your neuro pathways are intact." Brainy picked up a plant and examined it. "Your brain is in remarkable health for someone languishing in a coma."

Oh, Rao. "The coma dream palace thing I was in," I sighed. Not this dream again. "Yes, you think I'm in a coma. I was, but I'm not anymore."

"Did I bury the lead?" His head tilted. "You've been in a coma for two days."

"I know. My subconscious feels most at ease here and so on."

"Yes, you've been in a coma."

No matter what I say, it's still going to play out. Rubbing my face, I went along with it. "I'm in my loft."

"Oh! This is just where your subconscious feels most comfortable. We're not really in your loft."

This can't be happening. "If I'm in a coma, how are you here?" I watched as the man continued to walk around my apartment.

"Mon-El woke me from hyper sleep to communicate with you on behalf of him and your D.E.O. patriates. 31st century technology. It's also what's keeping you alive."

"Alive?"

"Reign defeated you," he spoke curiously. "Don't you remember?"

Flashes of the fight and Alex finding me in the rubble flashed through my mind. Dread filled me. "No. This…Reign is still out there. People are dying. I need to wake up." Rushing to my door, I tried to open it to no avail.

"I don't think you're listening to me." I tried pulling harder but the door wouldn't give. "Could we maybe try relaxing for a bit?"

After finally giving up on the door, I paced the loft. "This is torture," I huffed. Sitting on the couch, I watched as Brainy inspected my kitchen. "What are you looking for?"

"Any sign of decay or damage. In a simulation like this, it can show up in any type of fashion. I want to make sure there's nothing that will harm your reality reentry."

"Reality reentry?" I held a pillow to my chest.

"If you're not properly prepared, you could go into shock. Some people die instantly."

"Wait, does that mean I'm ready to wake up?" Getting to my feet, I tossed the pillow. "Is there anything I need to do?" I made my way towards the door again.

"This is the manifest of your subconscious and that's the only way in or out. Logic says you need to walk through it."

Trying the door again, it wouldn't budge. "It's not opening." I continued to pull. "Why isn't it opening?"

"We drained the tank and you've suffered no ill effects of hibernation." Boiling water, Brainy sipped a cup of tea. I bit my lip realizing he used some of Lena's favorite tea. "Everything is physically fine. There must be a different reason your mind is keeping you here."

"You're saying I'm keeping myself here?" I scoffed. "That doesn't make any sense. I'm the one who wants out of here." I tried punching through the door but was only knocked back.

"Is there a reason your subconscious wants you to stay here? Self preservation perhaps? You were badly beaten." He sipped more tea as he sat on the couch. "Fear can be powerful."

"I am not afraid." I tried using my heat vision until everything around us was destroyed. Frustrated, I started to clean.

"Is there something different about this version of your loft? Something that stands out."

Placing some items on my coffee table, I looked around. My stomach dropped seeing coats, shoes, and other little things that weren't mine. A lot of Lena's things are here. Things that aren't actually in my loft. This is new. The dream has never taken this path before. Turning my gaze to the picture in hand, it was one I took of us. We were cheek to cheek and smiling.

"You've noticed something," Brainy's voice trailed. "Who is this brunette woman?" He picked up a nearby picture I kept on the side table. "Your mate? Mon-El said you were single."

"No. She's…just a friend." My stomach fell. I don't want her to be just a friend.

The man studied me. "You want her to be your mate." His head tilted. "You could be stuck because you're scared."

"I've not told her that I'm Supergirl. She'll hate me." I swallowed hard seeing the brunette in question appear sitting in my armchair. Walking towards her, I wrapped Lena in my arms. "I miss you."

"I'm right here, Kara," Lena nuzzled her face in my neck, holding me tightly.

"She appeared to you for a reason," he coaxed. "What is it?"

Releasing the shorter woman, I turned towards Brainy. "Possibly because I have to face the fact that I've had feelings for her?"

His brow creased. "But you love Mon-El."

"You can love more than one person at a time, I think." I took the safer option, falling for Mon-El. Loving him was easier than loving Lena. He was a certain thing. She's not.

"And now?" Brainy's attention shifted.

Turning back to dream Lena, I cupped her face. The action caused a warm smile to appear. "To get out of here I have to admit to myself that I love her…." That thought terrifies me.

My alarm woke me from my Lena, Brainy, coma dream. Staring at the ceiling, I thought about Lena and my feelings for her. I am so screwed. I need to bite the figurative bullet and tell her. I'd rather bite a real one.

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mins-fins · 9 months

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HEAVEN KNOWS I'VE TRIED (P.GW)

SUMMARY . . . in another universe, they're happy, and they can be together. unfortunately, this isn't the universe.

PAIRING . . . park gunwook x male!reader, mentions of park gunwook x fem!oc

GENRE . . . angst, fluff

WARNINGS . . . none!

WORD COUNT . . . 2.5k

NOTES . . . DO NOT watch everything everywhere all at once if you have a rocky relationship with your mom, i cried and rotted in my bed for like thirty minutes. the title is from let you break my heart again by laufey because her music makes me sad in an unhealthy way!!

for every person, another version of them exists in a universe beyond, bearing a different fate..

the words were etched into y/n's mind, yes, but they were never of much importance to him.

he'd heard stories about how there are many other universes, a different fate set for each person in every one of them. he never truly thought they were anything real, because he was mostly a child when being told those tales.

even if the many different universes did exist, y/n doesn't even know what his fate in this one is. he doesn't have time to be wrapped up in these dumb yet interesting stories, because he has to deal with reality.

and he absolutely hates having to deal with the reality of his situation..

y/n always freezes and his face scrunches whenever the bell above the door rings and he hears the familiar giggles of them, watching them hold hands, seeing them be happy, watching them be cheesy and corny whilst he just observes.

he wishes he could look down and pretend he didn't exist, but that was pretty much impossible because it's him.

it's park gunwook.

"y/n!"

god, y/n wishes that he could just turn away and ignore gunwook, but how do you ignore your best friend of five whole years? the one person he has so many similarities with he could count on more than twenty fingers?

so, he curses at himself in his head, shoves his feelings down into the recesses of his mind and gives gunwook his fakest of smiles. "hi gunwook—"

gunwook pulls him into the tightest hug ever, and y/n pauses for a moment, processing the whole thing before wrapping his arms around gunwook, basking in the hug. "woah, what's this for?"

"i missed you" gunwook mumbles into his neck. "obviously.."

"gunwook" y/n begins. "we saw each other two days ago?"

"two days is too long of a gap" gunwook laughs, his perfect smile on display as he pulls away from the hug, staring lovingly at his best friend.

only platonically, though. gunwook would never look at him like he'd want for him too..

"anyway, how have you been?"

"i've been.. fine! yeah! fine!"

y/n hates lying, but what other choice does he have?

gunwook narrows his eyes, as if suspicious by his answer, but he smiles anyway. "how's your mom? is she recovering well?" he jumps up excitedly, giving that familiar smile which always makes y/n crumble.

"she's okay! she's still in the hospital but she's recovering well".

gunwook nods, smiling. "i'm happy to hear that, i— well.. aeri and i are planning on visiting her".

y/n's mouth sours, but he sighs. "the both of you?" that question left his mouth with such disdain, he hopes it wasn't obvious he was glaring.

"oh, do you have a problem with that? we don't have to go if you don't want us to—"

"no no" y/n shakes his head; "it's okay".

but it's not okay.

when has it ever been okay? y/n has always been horrible at expressing how he genuinely felt, he always masked his feelings with a fake smile, or fake words, he always pretend he's okay.

he can't do that to gunwook, he wouldn't do that to gunwook, ever. is he extremely pissed off that gunwook's girlfriend is now doing everything that they do together? yeah, of course he is.

but gunwook is his best friend.

he'd never do something of that degree to his own best friend.

y/n sighs, smiling. "when visiting hours open, i'll call you two, i'm sure my mom would love to see you".

gunwook nods, looking to aeri, who also nods, yet slower.

y/n pauses, scratching his hands under the counter. gunwook stares at him, blinking, he looks to aeri for a moment, smiling at her. "um, you can go, babe, i'll meet you outside, yeah?"

babe, y/n shuts his eyes, gritting his teeth.

"yeah, just don't take too long!"

"i won't!"

when aeri leaves, the bell above the door ringing as she opens the door, gunwook looks back to his best friend, smiling. "why are you..? shouldn't you be going?"

"y/n, remember when we were kids and your mom would tell us these stories to get us to go to sleep?"

gunwook completely derails the topic of the conversation, not answering y/n's question. y/n blinks curiously, not knowing why he'd randomly bring that up.

"yeah? what does that have to do with anythi—"

"well i know it's only been two days, but i saw you and it reminded me of, you know, that tale your mom told us about the countless different universes and how there's a version of us in each of them that bears a different fate and—"

y/n had heard this tale thousands of times, but he watches fondly as gunwook rambles, his eyes lit up, stars in them as he talks about the insane possibilities of who they could be and what fate they could have in other universes.

"i don't know gunwook, it seems like just a dumb story to me".

"y/n!" gunwook whines, grabbing his arms. "your so boring, you don't even believe in this".

"sounds like something from a marvel movie".

"you love marvel movies though!"

y/n shakes his head, looking away. "okay then, in another universe, would you still be park gunwook my best friend in the whole entire world?"

gunwook's face flushes lightly, but he shakes his head and smiles. "in every other universe that exists, i'll always be in your life".

"wow, romantic".

gunwook giggles, looking away, still holding y/n's arms. "in another universe we might hate each other".

"please that would never happen".

maybe, in another universe, i finally get to have you.

for every person, another version of them exists in a universe beyond, bearing a different fate..

y/n scrunches his nose, staring at the book before him. the words on the page strangely piece together in his brain, as if they make no sense but also make sense at the same time. after a while of pausing, he snickers.

other universes? yeah right.

"whatcha reading?"

"ah!"

y/n jumps, and when he turns around he's met with the smiling face of his partner. "jesus christ, gunwook, you need to stop sneaking up on me like that".

only a cheeky smile is earned from his boyfriend, who jumps over the bleacher to sit beside him, stretching his long legs forward. "sorry, your reactions are so funny, though" he leans his chin onto his head, staring at his partner fondly.

"what are you reading?" he asks, resting his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder to look at the words on the book page. y/n hums, content with the feeling of gunwook on his shoulder, he looks back to the page he left off on.

"some psychological multiverse book thingy" he responds, not really knowing how to explain it, and gunwook chuckles at his explanation. "it talks about like, how everyone exists in many different universes and how each version of them bears a different fate".

gunwook blinks, tilting his head, then, he smiles. "that sounds interesting! why do you look bored y/n?"

"because.. it just sounds like bullshit".

"hey! you'd never know if many other universes existed anyway, not like you can jump through them or anything".

y/n snickers, amused by the way gunwook is so into this. "okay then, in another universe, are you still park gunwook my lovely boyfriend?"

gunwook's face flushes at y/n's words, and he pretends to cringe at y/n's flirting. "in every other universe that exists, i'll always be in your life".

y/n pauses, the words hit him in a spot that warms his heart, makes him want to giggle and kick his feet in a giddy way. "your so cheesy".

"you started it! dumbass!"

y/n shoves gunwook by his shoulder, a short giggle coming out of his lips.

"in another universe, we might hate each other".

y/n gasps at gunwook's statement, making him laugh and almost fall back. "please, that would never happen".

maybe in another universe, we both grow old together.

for every person, another version of them exists in a universe beyond, bearing a different fate..

the words ring through y/n's head as he pulls out his key, going through them and sticking them in the keyhole to unlock the front door. he sighs as he entered through the door, dropping his bag on the kitchen counter as he tries to blink away his tiredness.

y/n is hungry, but he's too tired to comprehend any of that. he slips off his uniform and puts on the first comfortable looking thing he could find, an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. then, he shuffles towards the bed, immediately letting himself get wrapped in gunwook's arms.

he stirs for a moment, reaching out for y/n as he feels him crawl into bed with him. "hm.. hi" he mutters, resting his chin on y/n's head as the other yawns, burying his face in his neck.

"hi" he simply replies, his arms around gunwook's waist as he pulls the blanket over the two of them.

"how was work?"

"tiring, as always".

gunwook opens one of his eyes to stare at y/n in his peripheral vision, he finds the sight of him being tired cute, with his arms wrapped around him, he lets out a light giggle. "you look cute, y/n".

"as you've said before" he mutters, slowly removing his face from gunwook's neck to stare at him.

his gunwook, his husband, his everything.

"do you think.. that in another universe, we're both happy? and together?"

as soon as y/n asks that question, he buries his face in gunwook's neck, slowly beginning to drift off to sleep. gunwook stares, processing the question asked to him.

"in every other universe that exists, i'll always be in your life" gunwook states, running his fingers through y/n's soft hair, watching as his partner basks in the feeling.

y/n chuckles lightly, shaking his head. "your so cheesy".

"i'm just being honest.." gunwook starts. "in another universe, we might hate each other".

y/n lightly scoffs, tightening his hold around gunwook, as if afraid to let him go. "i would never let that happen" he says. "never".

maybe in another universe, we remain lifelong partners.

for every person, another version of them exists in a universe beyond, bearing a different fate..

y/n sighs as he closed the box, handing the last order to the person in front of him. "here you go" he smiles tiredly, and the person takes the order in excitement, smiling brightly at him.

"thank you!"

"no problem, come again soon" he waves, and when the door finally closes, he lets out another sigh, this time of relief. the door closes for the final time that night, and y/n smiles to himself.

"ah! were done for the day!"

"oh it's been a long day.." y/n mutters, his head almost falling onto the counter because of how tired he is from working all day with no breaks.

gunwook giggles at his boyfriend, lifting his chin so that his head is now back up. "come on, the faster we close up and clean the place the faster we can go home".

he pats y/n's back and the other just chuckles, quickly jumping over the counter and flipping the sign to say 'closed'. he grabs the map and begins cleaning the floor, repeating the routine he does every single day.

gunwook hums as he begins organizing the stuff on the shelves. y/n is pretty distracted, though, he can't focus that much on cleaning the floors when a certain phrase continues running through his mind.

"gunwook?"

"yeah?"

"in another universe, do you think were still together?"

gunwook pauses at the question, continuing to sort the stuff on the shelves. he thinks hard for a moment before turning to his partner, whose now mopping the same spot on the floor waiting for his answer.

"in every other universe that exists, i'll always be in your life" gunwook states, smiling at the way y/n's face goes red and how he pauses what he's doing.

goddamnit park gunwook and his perfect smile.

y/n chuckles, looking back down at the floor. "your just trying to fluster me" he says, and gunwook shakes his head.

"in another universe we might hate each other".

the comment makes y/n raise an eyebrow, and he stares at gunwook for a specifically long time. "i would never let that happen, i could never hate you".

maybe in another universe, the two us achieve our dreams together.

"so?"

y/n snaps out of his daze, looking at gunwook in front of him. "woah y/n, did i scare you?" he inquired with a raised eyebrow, and the other blinks.

"how long was i zoned out for?"

"a good fifteen minutes".

"oh— shit! um.." he tries his best to piece his words together, and gunwook stares for a moment before laughing, seemingly finding his display amusing. "aeri must be getting impatient, you should go now".

gunwook stops laughing, pausing for a moment as he suddenly makes eye contact with y/n, who freezes at his sudden stare. "come on y/n, don't be so boring, think of what we could be in all of those many different universes.."

"gunwook" y/n begins. "why did you even feel the need to bring this up?"

"well, because it reminds me of your mom!" he exclaims. "and you seem to be down, so i wanted to help lighten your mood".

y/n's gaze softens. oh god, gunwook, you and your attentiveness, if only this was a universe where your mine.

wait— what did y/n just think?

"well maybe in another universe" y/n begins. "my mom never told us those stories and you wouldn't currently be running late".

gunwook scoffs and snickers, lightly nudging y/n who giggles. "fine y/n, hopefully i do hate you in another universe".

"i would never let that happen!"

y/n winks at gunwook, who gasps. for a moment, they're in silence, before gunwook moves forward and presses a kiss on his cheek, making y/n freeze once again. "huh—"

"see you tomorrow y/n!" gunwook gives no explanation for his sudden display of affection and simply bids a goodbye to his best friend, making his way out of the shop, the bell above the door ringing as he leaves.

he stays frozen, processing the act of affection as his mind races, the words piecing together in a complete nonsensical way.

in another universe..

in another universe?

in another universe.

maybe, in another universe, that action was romantic and not platonic.

maybe, in another universe, gunwook could finally be his.

but unfortunately, this isn't the universe.

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