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kalliefangirl · 1 year

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Kallie's AU//

R18+: Sex, Cunnilingus, Fingering, blowjob.

Chapter one: Persuasion

Sakura was With her close Friend Monika, visiting her Brother's House, she hadn't Seen him since middle school so this would be the first time She would see him in Years.

Monika went to his Kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine,

"Are you Allowed to do that without asking?"

Sakura was a bit concerned about if he'd be upset about it.

"Don't Worry about it Sakura! He let's me. "

Sakura felt a little more easy knowing Monika was allowed to drink his alcohol without asking.

"Do you want some? "

"Uhh no thank you! I'm not old enough yet, and you know that. "

It was true that Sakura wasn't old enough to drink, she was 20 at the time. And she hated that because she knew she disappointed alot of her friends if she went out with them.

Monika and Her were Close growing up, she was the new girl in the neighborhood and Monika was her Best friend growing, they were 1 year apart.

And since College, Monika has been trying to help her lose her virginity. But Sakura could never find the one.

As they were talking, Sasuke Came down stairs.

When he entered the room, Sakura's Cheeks turned pink, he looked alot hotter than he already was during middle school. She had fallen for him again.

But She never got the chance to confess to him as he had a Girlfriend during high school so those plans were out the window.

He sat down on the Couch next to her and put his arm around her, and Sakura did her best not to make eye contact although that made it more awkward.

"It's been a while, hasn't it Sakura? "

That got her more flushed then before, his voice was Attractive, just like how she remembered, but the fact he remembered her name Made her Happy.

But she felt bad because she didn't really remember his name, so she stayed silent.

"still as shy as you were in middle school huh? "

She nodded her head, despite not knowing how to respond,he kissed her head softly. And had his arm around her shoulder.

Monika had left the room to go use the bathroom, so that gave him time to talk to her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes.. I'm okay... "

Looking at her beautiful face, he can tell she had changed, her hair was more longer and a more vibrant pink then before. Her flushed cheeks told him how she was feeling.

"Do you remember me? "

"Of course I do! I remember you from middle school, and high school... "

"What's wrong? "

"I remember you had a girlfriend, and I was wondering if you're still with her... "

"No, we broke up. "

He was glad Monika wasn't in the room. Because he still was with his girlfriend but was planning on breaking up with her that week. And Monika knew they were still together.

He only told Sakura because he wanted to have a chance with her, and he knows she had been struggling with dating.

"What about that? "

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to ask... "

The way she responded to him made it seem like she was waiting for her to be out of the picture, but that wasn't it...

He didn't think she was being rude, he understands her tone, he understands she says things in ways she doesn't mean.

"are you free tonight? "

"Um, yes I am actually, why? "

"I'll pick you up at 8pm later today. "

" huh? So, it's a Date? "

"Yea, I know you've been waiting for that. "

He was right, Sakura had been waiting for someone to say that, but never him as she thought she wasn't good enough for him.

"sure! I'll be ready! "

Chapter 2: Date Night

Sakura put on her best dress, and she tried to straighten her hair as well, and tried to look her best. She was putting her shoes on when her Mother Called for her,

Her parents were pretty strict, they did want her to move out until she got Married or dated someone, so she was very embarrassed of it.

She came down stairs and Saw That He was waiting at the door. He also saw the beautiful girl, She was Wearing a black dress that reached to her knees and a pearl necklace.

"You look, Perfect Sakura. "

She Took a couple of seconds to respond, as she hadn't been called perfect before.

"Thank you.. "

She blushed more than she was already.

"Are you ready? "

In that moment, she remembered his name clearly, she blushed even more.

"Yes, I am Sasuke "

They went to an expensive Restaurant, and Sakura was a bit concerned about Spending a lot of money, she brought money with her just in case they split the bill, but she felt that everything was too expensive.

"Everything's so expensive... "

"Yea, I know, I want to spoil you. "

"What? You don't need to do that."

She had never been spoiled or a spoiled brat growing up as she had an older brother and a younger sister so she was never really spoiled as an middle child now.

So when he Said that, she was surprised, but wasn't rude about it.

After a while, they finished their food and left the restaurant. He walked her Home and once they were at the front door, Sakura didn't want to let go of His hand.

"What's wrong Sakura? "

"I don't watch you to leave me yet... "

"Well, I was thinking the same thing. "

Sakura kissed him on his cheek and looked at him for a while. He kissed her lips, and they kissed more as he held her head. He grabbed her cheek as he kissed her.

"Don't leave yet~"

She begged him silently, she just couldn't get enough.

"I won't. "

Chapter 3: After Date

Sakura took him upstairs to her room, and pushed him on her bed, she made eye contact with him while getting on top of him.

Despite never being with anyone, she had learned a couple of things from movies she had watched.

She started to kiss His neck passionately, and then she went up to his lips and made out with him, he held her sides to support her so she wouldn't fall.

She was unbuttoning his shirt while kissing him, he started to play with her long hair, at times they stopped to catch a breath and looked at each other.

Eventually after making out with him for 10 minutes, Sakura realized what she was doing and stopped kissing him and got off of him.

"What's wrong? "

"I'm sorry! I know that you should be on top of me instead..."

"No, It doesn't matter who's on top, what matters is if we're enjoying it. I'm enjoying it. "

"You are? "

"I like that in a Girl, confidence. "

She smiled softly, and leaned in to kiss him and he held her face softly. His eyes locked with hers and it felt like years they were kissing.

He moved things along by taking his shirt off, and She had seen how strong he looked and realized where that he had strength came from.

He took off her dress and started sucking her breasts as her took her Underwear off. And he looked at her as saw she was feeling good.

He looked at her pussy and saw she was wet and figured she wanted more and he spread her legs and started to lick her.

She Moaned softly. And quietly. Her parents were definitely home, She really wanted to have a chance with this Man she was close to having sex with, After all, this had to be her first time.

After a while, she squealed as his Tongue licked her more and faster, and while licking her, he fingered her and noticed how tight she was. But didn't tease her about it.

She squealed once more and Came hard, he pulled his finger out of her gently so he wouldn't hurt her.

"You seem ready for me. "

"Ah~... Wait I... Need a moment... "

"During sex, once it starts, you don't back out. You have to get used to it. "

Although She Thought at first of Him being a Jerk or even a Dick, she realized he was right.

"Okay then, kiss me~."

And he did as she wanted. And leaned down to kiss her.

He Took off his already unbuttoned shirt and unzipped his pants.

"Are you Ready for me to put it in? "

"Yes... Sweetie. "

He reached for his pocket to get a condom, but he realized he forgot to bring one, or it fell out of his pocket. Either way he wasn't happy about it.

"Fuck! "

"What happened? "

"I forgot to bring a condom. "

"Is that going to ruin our plans?"

"That's if you're okay with me fucking you raw. "

"Ehh~... "

"Sorry, That's if you're okay with having sex with me without protection. "

"I'm fine with that haha~"

"Alright then. "

He slid his Dick inside her pussy, he felt how tight she was, and softly groaned in pleasure. The way it felt when he put it inside her cause She could barely keep her head straight.

She just felt so good that she didn't feel like her self, he started to Thrust into her as gently as he could , so he wouldn't make her feel uncomfortable.

She felt his warmth going through her body as he Thrusted into her, She was getting more soaked. His Dick went deeper into her pussy, he started thrusting faster into her.

Her mind had already gave up on her as her mind went blank, as he was fucking her, she rubbed her ¢ilt, He was wondering where she learned that from. But that just improved the sex more.

She Was Afraid of two things really, The first thing was Him Cumming inside and getting her Pregnant, the other one was her parents walking in on her as she was certain she didn't lock her door.

"I'll pull out, if you want Sakura. "

"Ah~ I don't mind if you cum on me~"

Eventually he stopped thrusting and pulled out of her, Cumming on her stomach, She was embarrassed because her face was red and she was out of breath.

He offered to get her Something to clean his cum from her but she declined, she asked him to get her one of her shirts to use.

After it all, she was sleepy, and went to sleep.

Chapter 4: Morning

Sakura woke up after a long night, and realized He wasn't in bed with her, he was in the shower, but he seemed to be talking or arguing with someone on the phone in the bathroom.

But she didn't want to involve herself and went to go put on some underwear and a shirt, his shirt and she sniffed his shirt once and his scent was still on it, so she smelt his shirt innocently.

He walked out of the bathroom and saw what she was doing, and he didn't disturb her, and let her fall in love.

"You can keep it if you want. "

"Ah! How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to notice how fucking cute you are. "

She looked at him and smiled, and he smiled back.

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maloskiworld · 2 years

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💌 Tradition - Pierre Gasly

MASTERLIST (requests are open!)

Summary : your world is turning upside down when your childhood best friend asks you to be his fake date for his Valentine's family tradition.

Warnings : a little bit of swearings

Words count : +3.9K

(ideas from this prompt list " childhood sweetheart ")

A/N : Happy Valentine's day my sweethearts (a day later, sorry) 💌

PS : It's not proofread. And english isn’t my first language, so sorry if there’s any mistakes ! 💙

not my gif, credits to the owner ! (he's so hot in this gif)

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"I know you're gonna hate me but..."

"Oh god, what did you do Pierre ?", you sighed on the other hand of the phone.

"I didn't do anything...yet", he answered, you could hear him almost plead. You just didn't know why.

"Stop the fucking mystery, spill it", you told him harshly.

"Well, you know how my family do a brunch the sunday before Valentine's day ?", he asked.

"Yeah ?"

"I told them I was bringing a Valentine this year", he said, nearly above a whisper.

Everything went silent for a minute. You wondered why Pierre was saying that. Was it his way to tell you he had a new girlfriend ?

"That's... um, great", you replied, not really meaning those words.

Pierre and you have been best friends since you could recall. You've met on the karting track, and never went separate ways since then. You both been through hell and high waters together, standing strong near each other. You were there for him in 2019, and he was there for you when you felt like everything was meaningless. But you were also there for him when he got his first F1 win, and he was there you got your dream job as an F1 photographer - your favorite subject being Pierre.

Thing was, he didn't know that. He didn't know how your heart beat faster in your crib when you were looking in his ocean's eyes, or how your chest caught on fire when he smiled at you. He didn't how you could spend hours looking at videos of him, falling asleep to the sound of his cheery voice. He didn't know you fell in love with him when you were just a small chubby girl.

Back then, you thought of telling him many many times, but always discouraged yourself. Scared to loose your best friend for teenage feelings. Growing up, your feelings stayed the same - if not stronger -, and Pierre never understood it. Sometimes, you tried to make allusion about it, joking about getting married if the both of you didn't find their other half by 30 years old. He laughed along with you, without commenting more. He started to date girls, and you just stayed on the friend side of his life. Everytime he was bringing a new girl in, your heart ached a little more. Your love for him seemed to become unbearable, like your whole being would explode from staying silent. You just wanted to love him in your mind, because having a tiny part of him was better than have nothing at all.

"Did you hear what I just said ?", Pierre's voice took you out of your daydreaming.

"Sorry, what did you say ?", you tried to say with your voice as normal as possible.

"Are you alright, angel ?", you could hear concern in his voice.

He called you angel the first time you met. Because according to him, you looked like an angel fallen from the sky in your complete white suit back then. It soon became an inside joke in your relationship, and he never stopped calling you with that nickname.

"Yeah yeah, sorry, I saw something from my window, it distracted me", you tried to make up an excuse as fast as you could.

"That doesn't really sound convincing, Y/N. C'mon, tell me what's wrong"

"It's alright. Someone fell in the streets, and I got worried. But he's up now, and people are helping him, so we're all good", you lied. You knew Pierre could tell when you're lying, but he also knew you weren't going to talk. He learnt it the hard way : if you don't want to talk, then you're not going to talk.

"Okay", he just said giving up.

"What were you saying ?", you changed the subject.

"I told my parents I was bringing a Valentine this year", he said.

"I heard that", you didn't mean for your voice to sound so mean. It took Pierre aback, but he decided not to comment on it.

"Well, I sank into my lie", he repeated his words from earlier - that you didn't heard.

"Lie ?", you replicating his word.

"A lie. I told them she was the one and all that like we were deeply in love and -"

"And she's just a one night stand ?", you cut him off.

"What ? No ? What the fuck are you on, Y/N ?", he asked, loosing it. You could hear your words got on his nerves.

"Nothing, I -"

"I'm coming to your flat", he said, this time cutting you off.

He didn't let you replied and hung up the phone.

"No, shit !", you cursed.

The last thing you needed now was Pierre asking you a million questions.

You were pacing your appartement, waiting for Pierre to enter it like a storm.

He didn't even knock, and opened the door pretty violently. The blond boy was feeling mad, and he didn't really know why.

"What was that ?", he just asked.

"Hi to you to", you replied, going to close the door, not wanting to let the neighbors hear the upcoming fight.

"Stop the bullshit, what's going on ?", he kept going, looking at you straight in the eyes.

"Nothing, I told you", you tried to defend yourself.

"Yeah, the guy falling on the street ?", he said in a defiant voice.

"Exactly", you replied in a confident way.

"Your shutters are freakin closed, Y/N", his voice got louder.

"I closed them waiting for you !", you were now shouting too. "I don't know what you want from me!"

"The truth!", he screamed, putting his head in his hands. "Tell me the truth, Y/N, I'm your best friend."

His words were your breaking point, and you just started to cry, curling up yourself on the couch. Pierre flew to you, and took you in a hug. You tried to move out of his embrace but he was way too strong for you. He kept you near him, and you could smell his familiar scent.

"I'm here", he calmed you down. "Everything's fine."

You had trouble breathing, everything felt so heavy. It was all way too much for you.

"Do you want to breathe with me ?", he asked in a soft voice.

You shook your head no, not able to talk but also not wanting to do dumb breathing exercices.

"Okay", he simply said.

Exhausted with feeling so much in so little time, you drifted to sleep. Still in Pierre's arms.

You woke up to the sound of someone talking on the phone.

"Oui, oui, je te promets Maman. On sera là. Bisous, je t'aime", you heard Pierre talking in your native language.

You yawned and stretched a little bit. Your eyes went to the kitchen, where Pierre was leaning on the counter.

"Sleeping beauty is up?", he tried to joke, testing the water to see if you were responding or not.

"Why did you stay ?", you asked, joining him in the kitchenette. You were so sure he would have left after your little scene.

"You obviously need someone to lean on, and that's my duty right ?", he said with a bright smile. You sighed and nodded your head yes, not wanting to start another moral lesson.

"Was that your mom ?", you asked him, refusing to properly meet his eyes and looking in the distance.

"Yep. That's what I was trying to tell you", you frowned, showing him you didn't understand what he was saying. "I don't have a girl in my life right now, Y/N. I don't know why I lied to my parents saying that I had someone, because I don't, and now I just can't go back", he confessed you.

"Oh", was all you could say for a whole minute. You went to take a glass of water, trying to swallow your bitter feelings. "So, who's the fake lucky girl ?", you managed to say after some time.

"You."

You chocked on your water, and dropped the glass on the floor. It shattered in a thousand of pieces.

"Fuck, Y/N, you alright ?", Pierre got up faster than his shadows to help you.

"Yeah yeah", you said.

You both picked up the broken glass. After, you went to sit down on the couch.

"Me ?", you talked, breaking the silence. Pierre joined you, sitting what felt miles away from you.

"I'm sorry. Your name just... Split out of my mouth and then it was too late to go back. You know how my mom can be", he explained, laughing in a sarcastic way.

"So I'll have to be your fake Valentine in front of your parents on sunday's brunch ?", you realized what Pierre wanted you to do.

"Yes, please."

"Pierre, it's-"

"I know. I'm a dumbass, and you have all the rights to hate me but I'm pleading you to help me on this one. Just the brunch, and I'll tell them we break up after", he tried to say, stuttering on his words.

"You can't do that !", you said. "How am I supposed to look at your parents after a fake break up ? Your mom's gonna hate me !", you said, scared of what Pierre got yourself into.

"No, she's not ! I'll promise. I'll say we tried to be together, but we were just better off friends. They'll understand, and everything would go back to normal", he said.

"Did you planned all of this ? It sound like you have everything prepared", you accused him.

"Not really, I just knew you were gonna say that !", he defended himself. "Please, angel, I need you now", he asked, stepping closer to you.

You closed your eyes. This was hell on earth. How were you supposed to be fake dating Pierre while you had true real feelings for him ? Pretending was going to break your heart.

"I'm sorry. You know I won't be asking you if it wasn't important", he took your hand in his, but you took it away. Your hands went to massage your temples. How could you say no to his deep blue eyes ? The one you could die for ?

"You're a pain in the ass, Pierre, I swear...", you sighed.

"But you love me ?", he said with puppy eyes.

Yes, I do.

"Just the brunch, and you swear me you won't make me look like the vilain of the story ?", you asked.

"I promise !", he exclaimed in a happy voice.

Pierre had to leave soon after, and you didn't really talk to him after that day. Until the Valentine brunch day.

Pierre 💙 : I'm here in 5 min

You were stressing like you never stressed before. You were sure you'd never getting out of this alive.

"Hello, angel", you heard from downstairs.

"You said 5 min !", you screamed.

"Well, guess I lied again", he joked. But you didn't really find that funny.

You walked down the stairs, looking for your keys in your purse, not giving attention to the boy at the door.

"You looked uh good", Pierre said, staring at his feet.

"Thanks, I am good enough to fake date you ?", you said.

"Yeah", was all he said before gesturing outside.

The car ride was awfully silent. Pierre parked in front of his childhood home.

"Okay, you're ready ?", he asked you, taking your hand in his.

"It's a bad idea, Pierre, we shouldn't-"

"Please, don't let me down now", he plead you. "We just have to be ourselves, nothing has changed. Just hold my hand from time to time", he tried to comfort you. "I'll guide you, I promise it's going to be fine", he kissed your hand.

It sent chills down your spine. His hand felt raspy, but his lips were as sweet as honey. You could absolutely get used to that. You shook your mind, trying to stay down to earth.

"See, it was easy", he smiled to you.

"How ?", you asked. Pierre was confused, seeing his eyebrows frowning.

"How what ?", he said.

"How we happened ? I mean if your parents asked, what are we-"

"Naturally. Our friendship just grew to love, like it happens to many couples okay ? Don't worry", he told you.

You heard someone knocking on the window.

"C'mon", Pierre said, getting out of the car to greet one of his brother. They did their handshake, and you stayed in a the car a little just to calm yourself down. Pierre opened your door like a gentleman. He helped you out, and put his arm around your waist.

"Y/N, it's so nice to see you ! I'm happy you both finally find each other", Paul told you before walking the little path leading inside the house.

You were so nervous you didn't even notice his words. But Pierre did, and his grip on you tightened.

His mom greeted you, and you felt like she was waiting for the two of you.

"Oh, Y/N", and she took in a big warm hug. "It's so nice to know you're the one sharing Pierre's life. You didn't know how long I've been waiting for that ! Jean-Jacques, Y/N's here", she shouted before taking you inside.

"Je suis là, aussi, Maman !", Pierre said laughing.

The brunch went so well. Pierre kept his hand on your tight for the whole meal. You could feel his gaze on you when you were laughing your head off. You tried your best to act like the perfect - but fake - girlfriend. It didn't take you a lot of effort to act in love with Pierre, because you were madly in love with him.

"So, I tried to keep my mouth shut but it's so tempting", Pascale said, with a smirk on her face. "For how long have you two dating ?", she asked.

"Since for ever", Nicolas joked.

"Très marrant, Nico. A couple of months, we're taking our time", Pierre said. The words came out of his mouth in such a natural way, like he wasn't lying.

"Oh that's so sweet", she said.

"Well, Y/N, I wish you good luck to keep up with Pierre, he's not the easiest person in the world", Jean-Jacques warned you. You heard Pierre talked under his breath, but took the lead.

"Well, I can't complain because he's actually amazing. The perfect gentleman", you said, smiling in Pierre's direction.

"Really ?", his brothers asked at the same time, in total shock to hear someone talk of their little brother this way.

"Yeah. Every moments with him look like they're coming from a romantic movie. I'm finally the princess from the books I was reading when I was little", you joked. When you were young, you used to read love stories for hours and hours, dreaming to find your prince charming, and Pierre's family always bother you with it. Especially his older brothers.

"I'm so happy for the both of you", Pascale replied, little tears in her eyes. "Your mom must be in heaven too!"

"She is, she is", you replied, trying to hide the blush creeping on your cheeks. You almost forgot this was all fake.

"And what's your plan for tomorrow ?", Jean-Jacques asked, referring to Valentine's day.

"It's a surprise", Pierre said, squeezing your tight.

Pierre's brothers then changed the subject to something related to video games. Pascale decided it was the perfect time to do the dishes. She left to go in the kitchen.

"I'll go help your mom", you whispered in Pierre's ear.

"Thank you so much", he told you, kissing your forehead. You got lost in his eyes for a little moment, and then they flickered to his his lips. You saw him wetting his bottom lip, and your stomach did a 360 flip.

"Okay", you stuttered and quickly got up to leave the table.

"Let me help you", you grabbed a tea towel ready to the drying-up, joining Pascale. "Can I ask you a question ?", you suddenly asked her.

"Of course, honey", she smiled your way.

"What did mean by you don't know how long I've been waiting for that ?", you said while mimicking quotation marks.

"It's not a secret for anyone. Everybody could see how you two were in love with each other, it was eye catching. It still is", she winked to you, and you couldn't help but to smile a little. "When Pierre was knee-high, he was bragging out saying you'd be the princess of his castle. He never grew out of his feelings for you, really. He dated other girls, but it never worked out. You were probably always in a corner of his mind", she recounted.

Her words were shocking you. You didn't really know if you should believe it or not.

"You should have seen him when you made it into the F1 world. He was shouting in the whole house how you were going to be with him at every races. He was so happy, like a little child on Christmas morning", she laughed, remembering the moment. "I guess that's how you two find each other, and-"

"Ça suffit, Maman", Pierre told his mom with a stern voice. He hugged you from being and rested his head on your shoulder. You gulped. You wanted this - him - for the rest of your life.

"We're going to get on the road, the path is still quite long for us", Pierre said. "C'mon, angel", he made you walk outside the kitchen.

"Oh, that's so cute !", Pascale squealed. "You're still calling her with this sweet nickname."

"Always did, and I don't think I'll ever stop", he looked at you in the eyes, and you could swear he was going to kiss you. But he just put a lock of hair behind your ear with what you could call loving eyes.

"Don't make out in front of us, lover birds", Cyril warned.

You and Pierre did your goodbyes to his family and got in the car. Mechanically, Pierre put his hands on your tight, like he did the whole brunch. His thumb caressed your skin, and it gave goosebumps to your whole body.

Once again, the car ride was silent. You didn't know what to say. Or what to think. Was it your imagination ? Was he just a damn good actor ? Or maybe it was just Pascale's words that got into your mind ? Was it real ? Fake ?

The entire ride, your mind was racing miles an hour. You were trying to stay calm, but your breath was getting heavier and heavier by the minute.

Finally, Pierre parked in front of your flat. None of you dared to move.

"Do you-"

"I'm-"

Both of you decided to talk at the same time. You laughed a little.

"Ladies first", he said, looking out of the window.

"Do you wanna come up for a minute ?", you asked Pierre. You wanted to talk to him, solve the mystery of everything that happened today.

"Yeah."

You stayed in the kitchen to make tea, and Pierre went to sit down on the couch. He felt nervous, his foot tapping the ground loudly.

"You're nervous now ?", you joked, sipping on your tea.

"I'm so sorry", he just said.

"Uh, for what ? Every - everything went well, right ?", you asked.

"My mom, she's just... I mean... She always swore we were childhood sweethearts and", he stopped himself, not really knowing what to say. "It's dumb, I know", and with that, you felt your heart breaking in your crib. You got tears in your eyes, and tried to hide it. You just hummed in response, not trusting your own voice.

Your ringtone echoed in the flat. Thank god, you thought. Perfect excuse not to have that conversation. The one where the guy you're in love with break your whole being.

"Sorry, I have to take that", you simply told Pierre, not looking at him in the eyes and giving him your back. "Hi, Charles. What's up ?", you talked on the phone, putting a smile on your face.

Pierre got the hint and left your appartement without a word. Jealousy flooded into him. He felt like you thought Charles was more important than him to you.

Being Pierre's best friend meant you also got really close with Charles. You two got along really well. Recently, his girlfriend broke up with him and he relied a lot on you. You talked on the phone or on FaceTime almost everyday. He knew about your undying crush on Pierre, but never said a word to his french friend. And the blond one never confessed his love for you to his monegasque friend.

The whole day had been a rollercoaster. Pretending to be Pierre's girlfriend was delightful, but the end of the day put a knife in your stomach. You told Charles everything, crying a little bit on the phone. He tried to cheer you up as best as he could.

You decided to lay on your couch, in your jogging (which consisted mostly on Pierre's hoodie), a TV show as background noise and tried to go to sleep.

Once Charles hung up with you, he immediately called Pierre.

"Dude", he said.

"What do you want now ? You finished your little chat with Y/N, uh ?", Pierre spat out. He was seeing red, truthfully believing his friend had views on his angel.

"You're going to calm the fuck down, I don't have time for your bullshit. If you really want to know how she's feeling, I'm going to tell you. She's fucking crushed. Because of you, mate", Charles responded on the same tone.

"What ?"

"She loves you, Pierre, you fool !", Charles exclaimed. "How do you think she fell today having to pretend to be your girlfriend ? Listening to your mom praised your relationship ? And you telling how dumb it was ? Can you imagine how she felt ?"

He didn't take anything more for Pierre to hung up in his friend. he felt so stupid.

"Please, Y/N, open the door", you heard Pierre shout on the other side of the door. You weren't really in the mood to see him.

"I'm tired", you told him.

"I - please, angel."

"We can talk later-"

"It can't wait !", Pierre screamed. You knew how stubborn he could get, so you gave up, not wanting to cause a scene inside the building.

He rushed inside your flat, and you met with his tired red eyes. It felt like seeing your own sad reflection.

"I'm sorry, I didn't met to say it was dumb", he tried to explain but you didn't fully understand. "Y/N, I-"

He was pacing around, unable to calm himself down. He didn't know how to tell you, still scared to risk your friendship - even though Charles assured him you felt the same way as he did.

"My mom was right", left his mouth. "All of my past relationship, it was just... To try to forget you. I never felt good enough for you, and I got myself stuck in the friend zone without knowing how to get out of it...", he leaned against the wall.

"When my mom pressured me to know if I had someone, your name spilled out of my mouth easily. Because I wanted you to be there as my - my - my Valentine", he sighed. "I want you, angel."

This time, he dared to look at you in the eyes. You were looking at him in pure shock. He came closer to you, his hand caressing gently your face.

"Please, tell me you want it too", he whispered against your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin. Words were stuck in your throat, so you just cupped his cheeks and pressed your lips on his.

Kissing him felt like a firework inside your body. All of your emotions were mixing, and you felt so right. Peaceful.

"I'm taking that as a yes", he smiled on your lips, breathing rapidly due to the passionate kiss. "Angel, will you be my Valentine ?"

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always (l.r.h)

a/n: hi everyone! this is a lil angsty piece i wanted to get up. i just want to say again how sorry i am for not getting anything up for the past two weeks, i’ve just been overwhelmed with some stuff for my classes, but i am starting to get back in the swing of things now. also, this is unedited as i was rushing to get it up in time. i do plan on posting something else tomorrow night and hopefully i’ll be posting pretty consistently from now on. also this does end kind of abruptly but i wanted to leave it like that because i’m a sucker for angst, with that being said i would be happy to write a part two if that’s something you’d be interested in. anyway, feedback and comments are appreciated as always and i hope you’re all having an amazing day/night. enjoy! - emmy <33

pairing: luke hemmings x fem!reader

summary: luke recounts his mistake and hopes he can patch things up with his always.

warnings: very brief mention of sex, cursing, mentions of alcohol, luke’s being an asshole, mention of pinching (idk), slight insecurity from the reader, lots of angst :(

word count: 2.6k

Luke had always hated the quiet. That’s when his thoughts were the loudest. That must be why he had never really liked being alone with himself.

Tonight in particular, his thoughts were practically screaming, one word over and over again.

“Y/n”

For the past two years that name had acted as his most favorite word, one that he would utter whenever he had gotten the chance. Whether it be to brag about your recent accomplishments to his friends, to catch your attention from another room, or falling from his lips with a sigh of pleasure as he reached completion with you laying breathlessly beneath him.

Now the word seemed torturous, the last time he uttered it replaying on a relentless loop in his head.

It was your 2nd anniversary. Dinner had been laid out on the table for an hour. Two glasses of wine sat untouched in front of a vase of roses you had picked out at the florist earlier that morning, and there was no sign of Luke.

You were wracking through your brain as you watched a petal fall from a rose and land lightly in one of the glasses.

Had you gotten the time wrong?

But you were sure that the two of you had agreed on 8:00 for dinner, that way you had time to get everything ready after getting home from work, and Luke wouldn’t have to rush to leave the studio.

Yet somehow you found yourself staring at the now cold dinner at 9:30, with absolutely no word from Luke. You wanted to call, if for no other reason than to check he was still alive and breathing, but your nerves stopped you from doing that, not wanting to take on the role of the overbearing girlfriend.

Your stomach growled hungrily over the light music that was playing through the house speakers. So, begrudgingly you took a bite of the pasta on your plate before downing your entire glass of wine.

Luke arrived home about 2 hours later, a bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand. He caught sight of the table, with one setting completely untouched as he hung up his coat, causing guilt to pang in his chest.

“Baby,” he called out, carrying himself to your shared bedroom.

When no response came his heart rate sped up in fear that you had left.

“Y/n” he called, louder this time with a sense of urgency clear in his voice.

That’s when he spotted a person sized lump underneath the duvet. Releasing a sigh of relief he moved towards you, peeling the blankets off and leaving a soft kiss on your shoulder.

This caused you to stir a bit, eyes fluttering open to meet him.

“Hi, my love.” he cooed.

A frown was prominent on your face, and a crease separated your eyebrows as they furrowed angrily.

“I’m sorry I’m late. We got a bit carried away in the studio, but in good news the album is coming along great. M’so excited for you to hear it”

You had always tried to be understanding of Luke’s job for many reasons. One being that you both reaped the benefit of his success, you wanted for essentially nothing, had a nice house, the opportunity to travel, and Luke often spoiled you with gifts even if you asked him not to. Another being how happy it made your boyfriend. Music truly was his passion, and he was so talented that you wouldn’t want for him to ever put his work on the back burner for you.

With that being said, you made a point to take time off to spend time with him whenever you were able to. You had even changed jobs because your last one hadn’t allowed you to go on tour with him, which he had been adamant about, insisting, “There’s no way I can be away from you for that long.”

And you were happy to do all of those things, because you were in love, and you felt incredibly lucky to even be a part of his world. But you did start to question things as your relationship went on. It felt like Luke didn’t even consider your job. He only saw it as something that took you away from him.

You had worked hard to get where you were in the occupational field. Without your job all you would have to do is sit around and wait for Luke to be ready for you, and you just couldn’t live like that.

Luke turned on the lamp on your nightstand as you slowly sat up in bed.

“2 weeks Luke, we’ve had these plans for two weeks.”

“I know baby I tried, but you know how it is when inspiration strikes.” he dismissed while sitting the flowers on the ground.

“No, I don’t. Do you not think that I have things I could be doing for work? Cause I do, and I choose this over all of that.” you huffed in frustration.

Luke took a deep breath while subtly rolling his eyes.

“Y/n, I’m sorry for missing dinner, but you don’t understand the pressure I’m under, from the fans, the label, management, and the band.”

“I know that you work hard and I know how important this is to you, and I’m so proud of you, but I’m proud of us too and I would’ve liked to have a night for just us.” you tried to explain. “Not to mention the fact that I’m under pressure in my job too and I always find time for you, no matter what.”

“Yea, you have pressure from a job that you don’t need.” his voice rising in anger with each word as he paced around the room.

“How many times do I have to tell you Luke? It’s my job, it’s a part of my life and I don’t plan on giving it up anytime soon.” you shouted.

“Great.” he replied sarcastically. “Then you should understand that I won’t give up my job anytime soon.”

“I’m not asking you to, I’m just asking for a bit of consideration, and just a sliver of your time.”

“I’m working to make us more money.” he stated.

“Luke, we don’t need any more money. You should be working because you enjoy it and because it’s your passion.”

He let out a condescending laugh before turning to look in your eyes.

“Yea, well you don’t seem to mind all the money when you're sitting at home in the house that I bought, and leeching off of my bank account on the daily. D’ya think you could afford all the shit you have just based on your salary?” he spat crudely.

You physically leaned back as if the words had just actually been thrown at you. They must’ve, because the pain they caused felt far too real to just be emotional. You opened your mouth to fight back, to scream, to do something but the lump in your throat prevented anything to come out other than a sad, and pathetic squeak.

Was that what he thought about you?

This had caught you completely off guard. Sure, you were expecting an argument, you’d even say you were expecting a big one, but you would’ve never guessed he would throw this in your face.

You felt betrayed. It had always made you insecure that you were making such little money compared to your boyfriend.

Some days after receiving your paycheck you would go out and spend it all on Luke, solely because you wanted to know that you could contribute too. You would do that whenever you got the chance, to reassure that your work was important, and valid. And mainly to show Luke that you appreciated all he did for you.

He would always reply, “You don’t have to do this, love. I like spoiling my girl.”

Yeah right.

“I wasn’t, I m-mean I don’t try to lee-,” you paused, the word feeling too gross to repeat back.

“Well, you do whether you're trying or not so the least you can do is give me a break occasionally.” he spoke casually, while changing into sweats as if he wasn’t ripping you apart with every word.

You kept a blank stare at the bedroom door, your eyes already stinging with unshed tears. You wished you could be angrier but his words left you questioning and feeling guilty.

As hard as you’d tried to provide for yourself and make your own way you couldn’t help but wonder if you had subconsciously started leaning on him, more than you had ever wanted.

Luke continued getting ready for bed, not taking a second look at you since hitting you with his harsh words.

“I-I’m sorry.” you croaked.

“It’s fine, Y/n I just wish you could’ve been slightly more understanding.” he continued, still not facing you.

“I think that maybe, I mean, um I gotta go.” you were speaking through tears, as you abruptly stood from the bed and hurried to leave the room.

This caught Luke’s attention causing him to spin in your direction at lightning speed, finally taking in your emotional state.

“Going? Going where? I-what are you talking about?”

You didn’t reply, grabbing your keys, bag, and shoes as you continued to speed to the front door.

“Y/n!” he continued, following closely behind you.

You paused at the front door and turned to meet his eyes. His stressed appearance subsided as you allowed him the opportunity to talk.

“You’re upset.” he concluded, reaching a hand out to hold your cheek.

You leaned away from his touch and shook your head lightly, “M’not.”

His features softened and he took another step closer to you, “You are. I’m sorry, I was harsh.”

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“Didn’t know?”

“I don’t want t-to leech” you stuttered out.

This rendered Luke speechless, realizing how cruel his words had been. You had taken this as an opportunity to exit the house, quickly running to your car. Luke made it to the driveway just in time to see you drive away.

“Fuck” he snapped, jogging back towards the house to get his phone and call you in hopes of convincing you to come back.

After calling you at least 20 times with no response he conceded and decided he should try and get some sleep, that way he was rested enough to get you to forgive him in the morning.

His body fell naturally to his side of the bed, but his eyes lingered on where you typically laid.

Rolling onto his back, eyes finding the ceiling he muttered to himself, “I’m an idiot.”

Eventually he was tiring out, the bedroom ceiling growing extremely boring after staring for so long. He turned on his side to hug your pillow to his chest. As his hand slid under the pillow it came into contact with an envelope that had been hidden underneath.

He sat up and flicked on a lamp to read the front, “To my Lu”

He could tell that you had taken your time penciling on your words, each letter was flawless and written delicately. Before ripping it open he hesitated, questioning whether or not he even deserved to see what was inside after the way he spoke to you. The selfish part of his brain won for the second time that night.

The first thing he saw after opening was two airline tickets situated just in front of a folded piece of notebook paper.

He held his breath as he brought them into the light, two roundtrip business tickets to Sydney.

He rushed to read the note you had left with them, unfolding it quickly.

“Lu,

Happy two years, my love. I can’t believe I’ve been lucky enough to call you mine for this long. Not a day goes by where I’m not in complete and utter awe of you and everything you do for me. I know how hard you work and how much you miss home and your family while you continue to grow in your music, and in yourself everyday. I know these aren’t the best tickets you’ve ever had by any means or the most extravagant vacation you’ve taken, but I wanted to show you how much I love you and how much I know you deserve, and need a break. We have 2 weeks, we leave tomorrow. I’ve worked it all out with the guys and your label. I know this is just a small way to repay you for the way you’ve taken care of me and the way you’ve loved me so selflessly for so long but I hope it shows you just a sliver of how much I love you.

Yours always,

Y/n”

He traced the letters of your name repeatedly as he blinked back a few stinging tears, before falling asleep, the note clutched tightly to his chest.

That was a week, and about 100 missed calls ago.

About two days after you left, your friend had called to let him know that you were safe and staying with her for the time being. It had slightly lessened his worry, but the guilt he felt grew exponentially each day he had no reason to say your name.

He had claimed your side of the bed as his own in hopes that it would bring you closer to him. When he had finally dragged himself out of bed to shower he used your body wash and as embarrassing as it sounds nearly cried when the room was flooded with the familiar rose scented steam. And tonight while scouring through the liquor cabinet and feeling completely sorry for himself he had come across a bottle of tequila that you had purchased on your most recent vacation.

Luke had put a serious dent in it by the time he was done scrolling through all of his pictures of you, and his finger began to itch with the need to call you.

Through blurry and clouded eyes he located your contact, a breath hitching in his throat when he clicked the call button.

With each unanswered ring he pinched his wrist, willing himself to wake up and discover this was all just some horrible nightmare, that he would just roll over and see you curled up next to him, warm, and sweet, and perfect. So fucking perfect.

“You’ve reached y/n. Sorry I can’t get to the phone, leave a message and I’ll get back to you. Thanks”

But it’s not his nightmare that got him here, it’s his mistake.

“Y/n,” he croaked, his voice hoarse and scratchy as he hasn’t used it much in the past couple of days.

“I don’t know what to do anymore, I miss you and I’m sorry. I-” his heart was pounding and his intoxication numbed him from the feeling of the hot tears that streamed down his face as he continued. “M’selfish baby. I’m so selfish and I was talking out of my ass that night, of course you’re not leeching. That’s fucking ridiculous, you couldn’t be, I give you nothing compared to what you give me. I just don’t know how to admit I’m wrong and the money is bullshit, it doesn’t matter, we could both live without it.” his chest felt tight as he took a large gulp of air. “I-I can’t live without you, really I don’t think I can. I need you and I love you. I love you so much. Just please come home to me, please baby. I need you with me, and I want to fucking give you the world and I know you don’t need me to give it to you. I want to. I just-I want to give you everything, anything. You can have it all. It’s yours. I’m yours, alwa-” his pleads were cut off by the dial tone.

“Always.” he repeated, staring at the black screen.

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idontblushsrry · 3 years

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Itadori Yuuji Boyfriend Headcanons

A/N: Reader is from America and a black female. Idk why i decided to write this but I think that Yuuji would be a fun boyfriend lmao. I don’t entirely know what the reader’s cursed technique should be so lmk if you have any ideas. Until then enjoy Yuuji and reader being 2 idiots in love. Spoilers for all the eps of jujutsu kaisen up to about episode 11, nothing past that though as I want to finish the show first before reading the manga, so please be respectful of spoilers and label them (and tag if necessary) in the comments. Also srry if this cuts off abruptly bcus of the point the show is at. This is also like, all over the place but whatever.

(also sorry this was posted later than usual oops)

Word Count: 1943

This dork-

He is so sweet and kind and considerate

But also a dumbass but also like he’s your dumbass

You and Yuuji are both equally stupid like bless yalls hearts

You and Yuuji met during his time at the Tokyo Academy when you transferred from America

The moment this man saw you walk up with Gojo-sensei he was smitten

Like your skin was glowing??? how???

And you had a slight accent but like he loved it too

And when you came up to greet him and shake hands you smelled so good and your skin was so soft

((He would later come to find out that the root of that was the shea cocoa butter lotion you used))

But yea mans was smitten and he is fully in love with you lmao

Will do literally anything you ask

You hungry? He’s prepared a 5 course, michelin star meal

Want new clothes? He’s been training for the day he could hold your bags for you

Ran out of hair products?? He’s already back with a special box of your products that he had imported from America

To this day you don’t know how he was able to get those products so quickly

He is loves when you tell him things about you from your day, to your times in america, to how your cursed energy works

Yall are the couple that does stupid shit together

Like one time you showed Yuuji one of those life hack videos and he was like

“We should totally do that”

And you were like “Bet”

Needless to say Fushiguro was very confused at the sight of bandaids on both of your fingers the next morning

“???What happened?”

“Well you see, I told Yuuji that I should use the glue gun because he didn’t even know where to put the glue stick. And he said nah, I got it and um yea so I fell and the glue gun was plugged in and then he tripped over me and so now we look like this.”

Gojo and Kugisaki thought that this was hilarious while Fushiguro decided that he’d store your guys’ glue gun in his shadows from now on

How yall manage to get through missions you go on together alive is a miracle

Speaking of missions, you eventually ask Yuuji what’s his deal because you feel a powerful aura coming from him but he never uses cursed energy, always cursed weapons

Cue Sukuna’s mouth popping up on the side of his face like “Hey mamas”

(You can’t tell me that Sukuna isn’t the type of guy to ask where his hug at)

“YUUJI WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!”

“Oh, I guess you haven’t met Sukuna yet, huh?”

So he sits you down and explains how he ate Sukuna’s finger and you're sitting there like ‘mhm mhm mhm, sorry you what?’

For like 3 days after he told you that you couldn’t bring yourself to kiss him just because you were processing the fact that Yuuji ate someone’s nasty old ass finger and would have to eat 19 more

And the fact that he’s the vessel of like the worst curse known to man

During those 3 days, Yuuji’s pouting because he’s like ‘I fucked up, now she doesn’t wanna kiss me let alone talk to me because of this monster inside of me :(’

Meanwhile you’re just like ‘why would anyone eat some random mummified finger?’

Eventually you get wind of Yuuji’s bad mood and immediately, you rush to smooth things over with him.

You knock on his door and hear blankets rustling before he goes, “I’m not in the mood to play fight right now Kugisaki’

“Can I come in baby?”

You immediately hear the most comical almost cartoonish amount of noise ranging from a cup falling over, sheets falling off the bed, and what sounds like Yuuji falling flat on his ass before he opens the door

When he does, you’re laughing and it’s like the sky is no longer grey and the world is filled with color

You smile at each other before your moment is interrupted with Sukuna going “Finally, full offense, his whining was getting annoying”

You step inside his room and apologize for ignoring him, explaining that you just needed time to process things, explaining that you should’ve told him that before dipping

He just grabbed you in a bear hug and lifted you of the ground and spinning you around laughing happily, after all he wasn’t even upset with you, he just missed you

And thus begins the honeymoon phase of your guys’ relationship

Fushiguro is actually really happy for you guys and is the most supportive of your relationship but if anyone asked him to admit that out loud he’d actually apparate to the nearest marooned ship

Nobura doesn’t hate you guys but she thinks all couples are disgusting, so while it’s nothing personal, she does gag when you and Yuuji do so much as make goo goo eyes at each other

Gojo is actually like the main cheerleader of your relationship.

He is the teacher that changes the seating chart to put students he ships together

He was always pairing you and Yuuji up on missions and placing you as sparring partners like ur not slick

If Gojo is the cheerleader, Sukuna is an actual antagonist

Like the man goes out of his way to CHOOSE violence

Like on time you kissed Yuuji’s cheek on a date and when you pulled back, your lip was bleeding and Sukuna’s mouth was smirking at you

Another thing he likes to do is tell you all of Yuuji’s simp^tm thoughts

Like all of them

Now Yuuji isn’t ashamed of how much he loves you and is in fact very open with it, but he doesn’t need Sukuna telling you that the only reason he bought x mouthwash was because it made your breath smell like “sunshine” and he had to see if it would work on him

Speaking of dates, good luck

Now I stand by the fact that Yuuji would never half-ass a date and things with him are certainly never boring

But he’s also like a country boy in the city and his tourist tendencies tend to get the best of him

Like you’ll be trying to find a spot to eat and when you look back Yuuji’s gone

((Prolly to buy another I <3 Tokyo shirt so you can both match))

He always catches up with you ad you eventually learn that but like the first few times be havin you ready to put up a lost child signal on the loudspeaker

He’s very sweet and this is where his thoughtfulness shines through

You and Yuuji plan dates in the same way one plays bingo

Like because you never know where you’re going to be r when exactly you’ll both be free (especially with Gojo-sensei and his bare minimum ass information) you two tend to go ‘ok well if we’re here we’ll go here and if we’re here, we’ll go here’ and so on and so forth

But Yuuji always remembers such little one-off details about you that make your dates.

Like you mention wanting to try a sushi train and he’s already scrolled through multiple yelp reviews and watched every youtube restaurant review like 9 times

But every high has a low and Yuuji and your’s low comes suddenly and it brings you crashing to the ground with no warning and nothing to slow your descent

When your class of first years were sent to exorcise the special grade cursed womb

When Yuuji’s hand got blown off and he told you to run you froze, your mind racing faster than your legs could even start

“(Y/N) RUN!” Yuuji’s voice broke you out of your fear-based trance

“I- I...can’t...I can’t leave you!” you cried out all your rational senses screamed at you to go, run, he had Sukuna and you were barely a grade 2 sorcerer. But your intuition told you if you left him you wouldn’t see him alive again.

You were trapped in a paralysis of indecision but the choice was made for you when a sticky tongue wrapped around your midriff and you were gulped into the mouth of one of Fushiguro’s frogs

“Goddamn it Fushiguro! Let me go! I need to... save... him.” You were outside the building before you could even finish arguing.

You glared up at Fushiguro but your eyes softened some when you saw how beat up Kugisaki looked.

He gave you this look that said he did what he had to do and he didn’t care what you had to say about it

You and him waited in the rain for Yuuji or Sukuna to exit the building

You tried to focus yourself and save your negative emotions for your cursed attack

When Sukuna inevitably appeared, one finger stronger, you were fully prepared to fight him

However, he didn’t seem interested in fighting you and more engaged in fighting with Megumi

You tried to urge Fushiguro to wait it out, eventually Sukuna would lose control, but when Sukuna took Yuuji’s heart hostage, you both knew you’d have to fight

You and Fushiguro gave it your all but when Yuuji came back he still died

It took all your strength to not completely fall apart after his death and the support from the second years as well as Kugisaki and Fushiguro helped

You’d tried to visit him at the morgue but Shoko only told you that she didn’t think it’d be a good idea.

You still slept in his sweaters and the things that smelled like him from time to time, trying to make the idea of him last, but after a month, the smell of him had started to fade

Everything about Yuuji’s memory seemed to become leached away with time, from his smell, to the wear present on things he’d given to you

You couldn’t help but feel resentful towards yourself but also to Sukuna, he’d taken Yuuji from you with the same care that one would throw litter on the ground

The pain in your chest didn’t wane either, it only became ignorable to a degree as training for the exchange with the Kyoto students became more intense

Fushiguro is a comfort to you as well, aside from you, him and Yuuji were the closest to each other and so he gets a lot of what you’re going through and doesn’t push when you become more withdrawn

He also lets you pet his demon dog too but when you ask him why he’s letting you pet it he just says ‘because no one would believe you if you told them’ lies

The bastard really just does it because he knows you’re sad and he doesn’t want you to be sad

Speaking of the Kyoto students, Zenin Mai and Toudou Aoi are permanently on your shit list

You’re relieved that Panda, Maki, and Inumaki came to your guys’ aid but like if you had your way Mai wouldn’t even exist

Anyways Maki has Panda physically restrain you while she tries to calm you down

“(Y/N), you can kick her ass at the exchange!”

When you calm down, Panda puts you down and even though Mai’s long gone with Todou to go get his handshake, you make a promise that carries through the wind

‘Zenin Mai, pray that the next time you run across me I’m feeling kind, because if not-’, the last word is lost as the wind picks up but Mai feels a shiver rack through her body that more than ensures your message.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen hcs #jjk x reader #itadori yuji x reader #itadori yuji #jjk itadori #black reader #x black reader #idontblushsrry

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onedivision · 2 years

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2021 year in review ⚡️

tagged by @narrylover and @solvetheminourdreams for some fun fic questions :) thank you !!!!! <3

1. Number of stories posted to AO3: 4

2. Word count posted for the year: 241,576 (....... what)

3. Fandoms I wrote for: One Direction

4. Pairings: Harry/Louis (and some sprinkled in side pairings)

5. Story with the most Kudos: don’t want to fight you

Bookmarks: don’t want to fight you

Comments: don’t want to fight you

more under the cut !!!! <3

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

hmmm i’m gonna cheat here because i’m choosing 2 (out of a possible 4 lmao)

- don’t want to fight you : this one.... is a monster. but it felt the most vulnerable to write, like i was sharing such an intimate part of my life... it was a lot of fun and i’m really happy with the way it turned out.

- now that you’re in it, what will you do (keep your eyes open, they’re coming for me) : ok. who let me name it this ??? haha just kidding. but for real i’m really proud of this one (despite it. not doing very well at all compared to my original survivor fic). it had kind of been a joke i was making that i wanted to write harry’s pov... at first even i was like how different could this be ?? and then @cloudslou didn’t agree with the ending of the original and i was like. ok. so i need to go back and make it obvious why it went this way and not that way, and i need to prove that it was the right choice (but also. maybe i was just projecting.) anyways. i’m really proud of how that one turned out, and i think it was really fun to see how my writing improved from the original !!!!

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

- happy wasted days, summer’s golden haze : it’s not even that i’m not proud of it, i just remember feeling like i could have done better but i had a deadline to meet and that was my first experience with that sooo... yea !! i had fun writing it though !!! :)

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

ok this one REALLY stuck with me because of the analogy that i literally wish i had thought of ??? hfgkhfg it’s so GOOD !!! it was exactly what i was trying to write and i uh. i guess it worked !

“taylor is definitely trying to create a rift between h and l very sus moves there, and i hate to say it, but i think it might be working. h's feelings towards l are a lot more complex than l's to h, a lot more mistrust and guilt. maybe because it's h's first time playing, unlike l. theories, theories. a lot really is being uncovered in this second part, and i'm glad to read it because it really is like a whole new story, enough so that i read it less than 12 hrs ago and am still entertained. the second perspective really gives the story depth. i feel like louis is the waves and harry is the current, they'll both fuck you up, but louis will make it seem obvious and you won't notice harry doing it. not to say their strategies aren't both intensely layered, which h is j starting to realise. feels like calm before storm.”

9. A time when writing was really, really hard:

umm i feel like it’s always pretty hard but since starting my practicum in october, it was literally impossible. the other day was the first time i had touched my new fic in WEEKS and it’s hard to get back into it

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

um i think the version of louis i wrote in putt a little love on me because it’s like. i project an incredible amount, specifically on louis, and so for me to write an entire fic about not knowing what he wants to do with his life even when i’ve had my whole life figured out for years ??? definitely a surprise that i still haven’t fully unpacked :)))

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

ok so this is one of my favourites not because i think it’s my best ever but because i was really happy with how i carried themes throughout this story... often through the use of Alex and Ava... and this was one of them.

Ava nods and takes a sip of her water, leg tapping.

“Hey,” Louis says. “It’s not the end of the world. And you’re doing just fine.

Ava nods again, then looks up at Louis.

“Do you tell yourself that when you’re fighting him? Or is it the end of the world for you just a little bit each time?”

And then she’s gone again, not coming back until after she wins and shakes hands with James on the other side of the ring. Louis doesn’t stop thinking about her words the whole time.

“Was that the end of the world for you, just a little bit?”

Ava glances over at Alex, who’s standing by James, struggling to maintain a smile.

“A little bit, yeah.”

12. How did you grow as a writer this year?

i think just the fact that i’m even still doing it ?? idk this was never something where i was always like “oh yea obviously i’m gonna write”... i just started the survivor fic for fun because i really love survivor and i would love to play someday and i felt like it could be my own little version. and then i just... really loved it and now i’m still doing it and that makes me happy :)

13. How do you hope to grow next year:

i just hope i’m still doing it !!!

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

genuinely everyone who is so nice to me about my writing <333 but also specifically cade !!!! (siri play #1 fan by the driver era) she is always willing and wanting to read whatever i’m working on and i love getting her thoughts and reactions :)

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

is that.... am i supposed to answer that? hahaha the answer is yes, sometimes explicitly and other times more implicitly but. i can assure you my life is in all of my writing. it is a piece of me, always

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

just keep doing it if it makes you happy and don’t worry about numbers or anything !!!

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

ok i am growing nearer to finishing a fic that i got to start as a fest but then ran out of time and had to drop out.... really just happy i’m still writing it because it’s way out of my normal realm of writing so it would have been easy to just forget about it and start something else but i’m actually really enjoying it and having a lot of fun !!!! so i’m excited about that. and then after that i want to start another one... in which the subject matter probably won’t be hard to guess based on my blogging habits

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read.

i’ve only seen a couple of these posts so far, so sorry if you were already tagged or if you’ve already done it !!!! @falsegoodnight @itsnotreal @larrysballetslippers @lululawrence @loulovehome @jaerie @allwaswell16

#thank you so much stef and laur for the tags !!!!! <333 #this was lots of fun to just sit and like. go through it all

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ex-silent-reader · 3 years

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Happy Holidays fic recs

Happy Holidays everybody! I haven’t been commenting on posts individually like i normally like to so it’s kind of backed up a bit. I still really want to thank all the authors who have been sharing their stories with us and leave a lil itty bitty comment before I can expand on them for their own post so here’s that! Also I’ve seen a lot of undeserved negativity being spread to a lot of authors and I just want to thank you all for sharing your work on this platform FOR FREE and remind you that you literally owe us nothing and I’m super grateful that you continue to share with us. These are just some stories that I’ve read this week, i’d def like to do another of these soon :)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of these stories, each story is owned by the author tagged next to the title and the summary is pulled verbatim from their page, in quotation marks. The only thing I own is gratitude towards these authors for sharing their work with us.

Also all stories are rated M

Also, a loooot of stories have come out lately and I haven’t had a chance to get to a lot of them yet but i hope to soon so I’ll hopefully make another one of these soon, but yea pls know that I’m not purposefully ignoring or excluding anything or anyone.

Jin;

last christmas | ksj x reader - @xjoonchildx

“ summary: it was bound to happen, eventually. after months of near misses at barbecues and birthdays, there’s no avoiding your ex-husband at hoseok’s annual christmas bash. but it’s fine, totally fine, because you’re both adults – and you’ve both brought dates and booze. what could go wrong? “

This story was amazing! First of all, I love the comedy surrounding the entire situation, Hobi with his 8 trees and instigator Yoongi who also wants them to get their shit together for Hobi’s sake. I love all au’s but sometimes exes to lovers is difficult for me to side with because I don’t see how people can bounce back from so much hurt but in this story it felt very natural how they were able to find their way back together and I really enjoyed the insight to their relationship, especially near the end.

Yoongi;

CREAM & SUGA - @snackhobi

“summary: yoongi is your favourite regular. he’s patient, polite, and predictable, a-large-black-coffee-to-go-please, no cream, no sugar, thank you. rinse and repeat. the seasons might change, but yoongi’s order stays the same.

and then one fateful day in winter, yoongi asks about the weekly specials, orders a cup of christmas and sugary sweetness, and everything starts changing.”

Ya’ll. Yoongi fics just truly hit different. The plot of this was so adorable and him going out of his way like that to keep her engaged was so cute and just very Yoongi like. I also just really loved the descriptions in this, like how oc described making the drinks, it just made everything seem so real.

universe | myg drabble - @personasintro

“❥𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you’re his whole universe, you just don’t know it yet – or him”

ASDFGHJKL! Like, I really have no words for the way this made me feel. Like, ik it’s not a super healthy dynamic but the thought of a fixated Yoongi is.. I loved reading Yoongi being so fixated with oc and doing everything i his capability to meet her. I also was v interested in the part where he bumped into her and she didn’t react the way he expected because it made me think about how he (or any character’s with his mindset) cope when the fantast and reality don’t match.

Hobi;

A Holly, Jolly Crisis (M) - @kpopfanfictrash

* Blog doesn’t allow copy/paste and I wanted to respect that*

This story made me feel so many things. Like there’s so many layers to it and both of their hurt, her visiting him and feeling betrayed while he felt pushed aside. This story was so complex and both characters had so many layers to them, but it’s still sooo well written and I was invested the entire time. Like, I genuinely can’t get my feelings out in a brief way so I’m looking forward to screaming about this in it’s own post.

Joonie;

my only wish - knj | m - @ppersonna

“✹ summary- There are few things you hate most in this world. Hornets, unnecessary fruit pieces in otherwise perfectly good jello, certain shades of orange… But nothing takes the cake more than two simple things. Christmas. And Kim Namjoon. So why did you agree to pretend to be Kim Namjoon’s girlfriend at his family Christmas party? Bah-Humbug. “

UM! Absolutely adored this story, of course it would be a fellow cream suit enthusiast who can bring so much justice to dreamy Joon. I loved how he was portrayed here and getting insight to both his and oc’s feelings made me root for them soooo hard.

new parent syndrome - @1kook

“ SUMMARY You love Namjoon, honest. But you love your daughter Hyejoo even more— it’s not a controversial sentiment when you know he’s the same way! —and going back to a regular adult life sans kids absolutely sucks. (Or so you thought.)”

The tag “dreamy husband joon” is extremelyyyy accurate. This story was just so cute and their relationship truly felt so intimate and lovely. Her being on the phone with Jimin while Joon was smash SENT me but it was also so hot like ASDFGHJKL that man can do no wrong tbh.

laundry day - @snackhobi

“summary: You’ve been letting your laundry pile up for a little too long. Fortunately, your neighbour Namjoon is there to lend you a hand. “

Pls this was so hot. Like, I’ve made it very clear thus far that I’m a total simp for Joon, the thought of that man going strawberry picking and thinking to grab some for oc genuinely makes me SWOON. He’s an actual heartthrob.

The Sweet in Sweet Potato - @sahmfanficbts

“ Summary: You’ve been roommates for years. Now that you’re catching feelings, it’s time to run away. “

This entire series has had me so invested but this chapter!!! I’m always a sucker for Joon but the way he was so clearly in her feels (for OC) but wanting to respect her need for distance, what a man. And I was so happy to see oc working through her feeling towards Joon.

Last Christmas (M) - @jjungkookislife

* Blog doesn’t allow copy/paste and I wanted to respect that*

Damn, I really love when a misunderstanding is such a big catalyst for a bunch of drama/angst. It just really ups the tension for me because as the reader I know it was a misunderstanding but clearly the character’s don’t, so it just makes me really eager to see how they make amends. I really enjoyed seeing them slowly make amends and grow. Also the buildup to them deciding to give the relationship another go made the ending soooo satisfying.

Jimin;

picking petals｜pjm - @taestybae

“ summary ↣ you asked for a baby, so a baby is what you’re going to get. “

I really have no words for this, like it was so asaifgjhhkc. First of all, I really enjoyed that it was through his pov, i don’t typically read stories like that (I just don’t often come across them) but this still felt so natural that I didn’t even realize until right now, writing this comment. Also, the imagery was so well described and the anticipation built made this story so enjoyable.

Taehyung;

Deepest Indulgence - @scribblemetae

“ Description/Summary: The world is a mess, gangs, violence and rates of poverty are at an all time high since corporations took over everything. You built your Sex house to be a safe place and a sanctuary for those in need, promising to protect anybody who needs it. What happens when an extremely attractive and very rich man walks through the door begging for a job at Deepest Indulgence? The one sex house that wasn’t meant for men like himself. “

I AM SO EAGER FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER TO COME OUT. Like, idk how I can even describe this correctly but this just feel so much like Tae...???? Like idk if that makes sense but just Tae being this v sensual man, but there still being more to him than that, just makes so much sense and even the word “indulgence” is just so sensual and reminiscent of him. Also, the storyline so far is something I’ve personally never seen before and I’m super invested in this world and story already. Very eager to see how their relationship progresses.

let it snow | kth - @suga-kookiemonster

* Blog doesn’t allow copy/paste and I wanted to respect that*

It’s the way I read this last night, it took me exactly an hour (3am to 4 am cause I’m a CLOWN), and I was so invested that I kept putting off sleep to finish it. Man, i’m a simp for this Tae (just like he is for oc lmao). I really enjoyed reading it and the mention of Jisoo earlier in the story had me on the edge of my seat the whole time wondering when things were gonna blow up. Everything was just so sweet and fluffy, and the confession really made me feel so soft for them both cause they both were so in their own heads and feelings they couldn’t see what was in front of them so I really enjoyed the confessions.

Jungkook;

Thank you, baby - @scribblemetae

“ Turns out the boy whos been stalking you for years has decided its about time he shows his face in the form of a picture, and decides its time to talk to you for real, in the form of a phone call. “

I genuinely don’t know how I can simp over this story in a short way but I’ll try my best. The characters are so complex and the storyline is twisted so many ways that make this so interesting to read and easy to become invested in. The way Jk is written, I understand why OC is lost on how to feel for him. Like, his actions are wrong, but actually meeting him and even seeing his though process, it’s hard to make him out to be the villian that his actions have categorized him as. I can’t wait to continue reading and write a full length comment about this!

FEED ME, FIGHT ME. @yeojaa

“ What do you get when you mix a pissed off girlfriend with a neglectful boyfriend? (Aside from trouble, that is.) “

I really enjoyed this, I love how aware of Jk and his boundaries the oc is and how she is cautious to walk the line and not push him too far while also letting him know how his actions make her feel. This just genuinely felt like a glimpse into a very real, very intimate relationship/moment and I loved that. I also just really love how this is written and I think you have a beautiful way with words.

Chapstick - @softyoongiionly

“based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. Or Jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you. “

Idk if I’ve ever said it before, but I just love how you write relationships. Like, I can feel how comfortable they are with each other and how natural being together is for them. With your stories generally it just never feels forced and I really love that. I also really liked that we got Jk’s pov in the beginning, getting to see how tense he was really made me eager for their interactions and for him to feel comfortable and calm with her. Their interactions just felt so cute and natural and the end, assdjfhi, jk really deserves to be cherished and I loved seeing oc get him to the point of relaxation.

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mdzs au: the one with wen xu (pt 1)

>>wwx has his bisexual epiphany much sooner in life bc Reasons

>>so when he starts crushing on lwj Immediately at cr, he knows it too

>>anyway: sometime pre-cloud recesses, wx and wwx cross paths and wwx is being his usual mischievous self

>>he's very dramatic and flirty and running around on roofs

>>wx is like Hey You're Cute but doesn't catch his name

>>wwx is oblivious so he didn't know who wx was lol

>>they cross paths a few more times

>>wwx just knows wx as 'that one gongzi i see sometimes'

>>then cr happens and they meet again when wwx is heading back to cr with his alcohol

>>wx is like my how charming

>>the next morning the wens show up and wc pisses everyone off

>>and then wwx is telling him off and wc gets pissed and tries to fight wwx while also insulting his status

>>and jc is like EXCUSE YOU and draws his sword bc i'm a sucker for protective jc and will throw in as much yunmeng shuangjie as i want

>>but then wx shows up and tells off wc (bc of wwx) and tells everyone to calm down

>>wx learns wwx's name, wwx learns who 'that one gongzi i see sometimes' is, only one of them is happy with the revelation

>>wx is being weird and oily to everyone and the lans begrudgingly accept the 'apology'

>>wx is publicly weird to wwx, wwx is publicly uncomfy, jc is publicly offended and pissed and defensive and also has an inkling of where wx's head is at

>>cue jc aggressively glaring at wens and shielding wwx from them

>>nhs, who's more aware of what's happening than anyone else bc nhs, helps

>>doesn't stop wwx from adopting wn as a bestie but wn is a kitten so it's ok

>>cr arc is largely the same, wangxian shenanigans, yunmeng shuangjie shenanigans, alcohol shenanigans, you know the drill

>>except for two major things

>>one - wwx has been crushing on lwj since day one but he Knows it

>>and he gets sad sometimes when lwj rejects him

>>so jc is not only angry at the wens but he's angry at lwj's audacity too

>>lwj, who hasn't a clue about anything:

>>two - wx sometimes shows up randomly to 'check up'

>>he isn't, he just drops by to make wwx uncomfy via unsolicited gifts and flirting

>>jc usually passive aggressively intervenes

>>or nhs makes some excuse that is usually 'jc wants to see you'

>>there's an incident during a wx visit where wwx panics bc he really doesn't want to deal with him

>>and essentially bolts from the vicinity and runs right into lwj

>>lwj almost starts telling off wwx but he sees quite clearly that wwx is Not Ok

>>and then they hear wx approaching and wwx basically begs lwj to Get Him Out

>>lwj dislikes wx far more than he dislikes acknowledging his affections for wwx

>>so they quickly run into and hide in a room

>>cue bonding moment where lwj and wwx have a Talk and lwj says they're friends for the first time

>>and then immediately goes silent bc wwx is looking at him with complete adoration and he has to force himself not to kiss him lol

>>this is also the point where lwj has it confirmed that wwx very much does not like wx's presence

>>which is how lwj joins the defend wwx against wx's advances club

>>jc isn't happy about it bc wwx is mooning for lwj still but he lets it slide

>>wn actually joined the club accidentally and discretely

>>jc's like why couldn't wwx get This wen to crush on him i like him so much better???

>>lwj vinegar moment + flustered wn who just thinks wwx is really cool and nice

>>wq catches wind of what's going on and is worried about wn's involvement

>>but also greatly dislikes wx and doesn't want some random innocent boy to suffer

>>which is how she too accidentally joins the club

>>mianmian joins too but loudly bc she's friends with wwx and lwj and also wx sucks

>>jzx is friends with mianmian so he gets dragged in

>>and he might be an arrogant prat atm but he's not a bad guy and wx's behavior is very despicable

>>jzx has some um Revelations about himself and his family

>>and accidentally becomes an honorary member of the club

>>they're all kinda friends now, it truly sucks, thinks jzx with a small smile

>>xuanli engagement is not broken/salvaged much earlier on bc of this whole

thing

>>anyway that's how all the major sects' youth became so closely entwined

>>lqr was very proud that his lectures enacted firm inter sect relationships

>>lxc is just egging on wangxian while also becoming an honorary member of the club

>>waterborne abyss and stuff still happens

>>jc is even angrier at the wens and straight up completely hides wwx the next time wx comes around so he doesn't even catch a glimpse

>>wx is not happy, especially when lwj is silently passive aggressive the whole time

>>cr study ends, there's this whole lingering wangxian moment when they say their goodbyes

>>wwx and lwj are close now but also lwj can sort of admit it instead of shoving it under years of repression and gay panic

>>lwj agrees to visit at lotus pier and wwx looks so enamored that jc gags and drags him away

>>mianmian snickers and pokes lwj in jest, who actually pokes her back

>>lxc is so proud, his brother has Friends

>>wx is a bit more careful around lotus pier, but he does visit once

>>jfm greets him and is very polite but yzy is very blunt and pissed

>>jc upon getting home had immediately spilled all the info on the wx thing

>>yzy doesn't like wwx but she hates the main wen and wx was being vv disrespectful

>>so she kinda tells wx that wwx isn't here (not a lie, he's on a nighthunt) and that he can go jump a cliff now thanks

>>wx is rather irritated when he leaves

>>comes back again on a later date, but this is the day that the cr friends are all hanging out

>>which isn't really an issue bc wwx is a social butterfly, it's part of what wx likes about him, obviously he has friends

>>but he sees the way wwx looks at lwj, and happens upon a moment where they're alone

>>he is Not Happy

>>in the meanwhile the cr friends are all chilling together and making fun of jzx flustering around jyl and eating lotus pods and whatever

>>yzy for once is like not overcome with irrational rage at wwx's presence bc he did something right for once in her eyes

>>so wwx gets some peace of mind at lotus pier

>>madam jin is also very delighted at the xuanli progress and approves wwx for enacting it

>>no one outside of jiangs + cr know why exactly xuanli are doing so well

>>so madam jin assumes wwx just kinda did some wingman stuff and doesn't know about the wx thing

>>anyway, wangxian is progressing quite nicely, and jc is all the more miserable for it

>>jzx kinda doesn't care lol, the rest of the club are delighted by the entertainment, yzy is further not angry at wwx bc wangxian engagement = lan-jiang alliance = advantageous

>>fast forward and we're at the discussion conference

>>jc is scowlier than usual and is literally holding wwx's hand the whole time

>>and wwx is like bro ty and ily but also this is a bit much

>>jc eventually lets go of his hand but he is never more than a few inches away from wwx's side

>>the state of wangxian at this time means we have wangxian blatantly and publicly mooning and everyone's like :eyes:

>>wx is not happy, shows up and immediately starts seeking out wwx, everyone is uncomfy

>>jc at one point grabs wwx and shoves him into the middle of all the jiang disciples

>>kinda doing that zebra camouflage thing but with jiang disciples lol

>>whenever it looks like wx is gonna ask him about wwx he crosses his arms and scowls severely

>>wx takes his seat very unhappily and the discussion conference proceeds as normal ig

>>but the friends are all taking part in the hunt together

>>wwx and lwj have a lil competition for who snags the most shots

>>lots of flirting during the competition, much to jzx and jc's chagrin

>>wn is just :pleading_face: the whole time but he does excellently and gives everyone a run for their money

>>the wc thing goes a lil differently in that wc is more incensed about wwx's existence bc he knows wx likes wwx

>>targets wwx, it backfired bc of lwj, wc leaves in a huff

>>lwj closely attaches himself to wwx after that, jc is pissed bc that's 2 wens who are making problems about wwx

>>the ribbon incident goes a lil differently

>>it happens after the competition, in front of all the sects

>>wx basically

goes oh your ribbon is crooked and fixes it gently and smiles at lwj and lwj says nothing, just quietly nods and thanks him

>>lqr approaches qi deviation, the sects are shocked, wwx is oblivious, lwj is smug, lxc and the friends are all metaphorically eating popcorn, wx is mad, wrh doesn't care, wq is worried bc wx

>>wx actually corners wwx at one point during a banquet when wwx's alone

>>interestingly, it's jzx who steps in to save the day

>>wwx doesn't need saving tbh but there's sociopolitics to consider + he's a lil scared of wx's persistence tbh

>>and he has a crisis bc on the one hand wwx can just run his mouth and hope for the best except he realizes that wx Likes when he runs his mouth

>>so yea jzx steps in and says something about jyl and wwx is like ahaha duty calls again and yeets

>>jzx just says compliments about jyl as they walk back to the jiang under the pretense of wanting to discuss the engagement

>>wwx reluctantly decides he's ok

>>the jiang keep a firm grip on wwx for the rest of the conference after that

>>jyl uses the shijie card to her advantage to get away with dragging wwx with her everywhere

>>the conference ends and wwx is relieved

>>oh btw wwx placed first by a small margin, lwj and wn following, then jc and jzx tied

>>so the sects are leaving and ofc wwx has to say goodbye to lwj

>>and lwj is like what is your request bc you won

>>and wwx is almost like kiss me but then he Doesn't ok

>>so instead wwx is like lemme think of something interesting :wink: to cover his pining

>>and lwj says mn and Smiles at him and wwx melts on the spot

>>wx catches the interaction and is very unhappy

>>fast forward to the burning of cr

>>there's a reason why wx did it personally, and targeted lwj especially

>>fast forward a bit again, wwx is a lil mopey bc his letter from lwj should've come a few days ago

>>they're pining pen pals bc ofc they are smh :rolling_eyes:

>>at this point, news of cr's destruction hasn't spread to lotus pier yet

>>jc is annoyed and yeets him into the lake and makes him swim off the pining

>>cue yunmeng jiang lake shenanigans

>>and then mf wx shows up to personally deliver the invitation to the wen indoctrination

>>jfm and yzy simply Do Not acknowledge wwx's existence at lotus pier in front of him

>>it's a very tense but quick conversation

>>and then wx leaves and hears wwx and heads in the direction of the latter's voice

>>he gets to the lake to see the jiang disciple swimming in the lake, but no wwx

>>bc jyl knew he had come and quickly run over to the lake to warn and hide wwx

>>jc perched himself on a roof to watch wx and let them know when he was gone

>>that meal they had in cql? yea it goes differently this time around

>>it's mostly yzy hissing at the wens and also having a conundrum over whether or not wwx should go

>>jc votes no, wwx votes shut up jc i'm coming with you

>>jfm concedes, jc is irate, wwx and jc go to the indoctrination

>>but jc makes wwx promise to not ever leave his side

>>and wwx is like that's kinda the whole point?? but ok

>>and then ofc that whole opening scene at nightless city happens

>>what with them standing around and then bam an injured lwj

>>ft the cr friends being all fhkjhkjsghk (/neg) internally

>>except wwx, he's very open about his concern

>>wc shows up, spends half the time glaring at wwx

>>he was supposed to be make it hell for lwj

>>but quite frankly he'd be happy if lwj snatched wwx

>>he very much dislikes his brother's infatuation with wwx

>>so yea it's roughly the same, those first few days

>>except wn secretly visits the disciples

>>slips snacks, gives info, exchanges messages between them, and treats lwj

>>wq finds out, scolds him, and then does the same, mostly treatment

>>and then the dungeon day comes

>>by which i mean that day wwx ended up in the dungeons with the dog thing

>>it goes the same as usual, except wc is particularly harsh, and is focused on wwx

>>so it happens sooner, and only wwx is involved

>>spends the night with the wolf thing, wn comes, yk the drill

>>except he knocks out at one point and wx gets him

>>and he wakes up

in a room and wq and wn are treating him

>>he's quickly given a coded warning

>>and then wx comes

>>wc had been forced out of leading the indoctrination and someone relatively competent is in his place

>>wx doesn't really let wwx go back tho

>>just makes wwx stay with him and basically invades his privacy and harasses him

>>for like. quite some time.

>>wwx also meets wrh a few times and it is. not fun.

>>wrh makes thinly veiled threats about war and attacking lotus pier and stuff

>>and wx reveals he was the one who requested and took charge of cr burning

>>and wwx is angry at wx but then wx gets angry and snaps threats

>>and wwx quiets and realizes wx is relentless

>>and that his connections are putting ppl he cares about at risk

>>it all kinda piles up and wx's insistence gets to his head

>>and then the bell scene (which started all this) happens

>>it might seem kinda ooc this whole thing but like

>>sexual trauma is very different from standard child abuse/classic asian toxicity

>>and you have to consider wwx's position as he has to put up with wx's everything

>>am i projecting? probably, but my au my choices

>>so the bell scene begins with all the heirs and their entourages gathered at that. place

>>idk what it's called but that place from cql where wc was lecturing

>>wc's substitute indoctrinator is like so. y'all can go home now. here's your swords.

>>and everyone's like omg????? but also cr friends are like ok where's wwx :upside_down:

>>and it's a very complicated moment

>>and then they give suibian to jc

>>and he almost kills someone bc he thinks they killed wwx

>>and then they're like no he's alive he just won't need that :upside_down:

>>jc is like WHAT does that even MEAN

>>and it's about to be a whole thing but then wwx shows up

>>and it's all ok for half a second

>>bc yes he's here but he is very obviously not ok

>>and it Shows, wwx is doing such a bad job hiding how not ok he is

>>cr friends are like. what did they do. who am i killing.

>>so now we enter - The Bell Exchange

>>wwx comes forward and (very poorly) tries to lighten the mood and tease jc and is like aw did you miss me

>>jc who was very much terrified is just like yes ofc come here Now let's go home

>>and wwx has this look on his face that's summed up as love and affection but also deep apology and secrecy

>>he slowly goes to jc and his hands are shaky as he takes off his bell and grabs jc's hands to give it to him

>>and wwx is very vague about it he's just like i won't be going back it's ok you're all free to go now i'm making sure of it go back home be safe

>>and jc is having the nth meltdown rn bc wwx what did you do

>>nhs has an idea of the gist, and all the c friends are very concerned

>>and then wen xu shows up and wwx does this silent flinch but in his bones and straightens up

>>and wx is mocking the others and stuff and then wraps an arm around a very uncomfortable wwx and is like

>>"you should be grateful to my fiance for his generous nature"

>>wwx is very obviously not having a good time and is not ok with this

>>he looks like he's going to launch himself from a cliff (hehehe) to avoid this

>>everyone is silent for a minute as they realize what happened

>>a lot of the disciples here were at cr indoctrination

>>so they know at least somewhat of wx's pursual of wwx and the unrequited feelings

>>and it becomes obvious that wwx exchanged something - his freedom, hand in marriage, etc - to set all the disciples free

>>jc draws sandu and is about to go for wx's head bc how Dare he

>>but wwx stops him and tells him very firmly but desperately to not try anything, just go, tell shijie i'm sorry, it'll be ok

>>lwj does that death grip on his sword, 2 seconds away from taking wx's head himself

>>jzx is having lots of feelings about this and a lot aren't nice

>>especially with the weird sort of parallels as far as betrothals

>>also he kinda likes wwx?? they're kinda friends?? and they're brother-in-laws to be anyway

>>and even despite all that, the whole situation just Sucks and jzx is kinda an airhead but he's actually pretty noble

>>mianmian is

like So offended and enraged on behalf of everyone she's ready to throw hands

>>nhs is half horrified for his friend and half cold rage and plotting

>>what really worsens the situations is just how bad wwx is taking it

>>bc he always covers up his pain and worries, and very well at that

>>the fact that he can barely even fake a smile now, and has resolved to outright desperate pleading, not even teasing anyone, says a Lot about how bad things were while he was gone

>>they have suspicions about what wx might have done to wwx while they were alone

>>tl;dr: cr friends kinda have an idea of what wx has done and really want him dead

>>but wwx is forcing them out, and eventually they all do leave, miserably

>>they don't know what had happened for them to be let go with their swords and without consequences

>>and they don't want wwx suffering for their (not really helpful atm) stubbornness

>>jc is stiff and clenching his jaw the entire way home, trying to figure out ways to get wwx out

>>lwj is drowning in his emotions as he goes back to the burnt cr

>>mianmian, jzx, nhs are having very complicated thought processes about everything

>>nhs actually goes with lwj to cr first, to make sure he doesn't do anything dumb and to be a friend

>>drops him off, and eventually heads out after a few days (lqr is appraised of the situation)

>>and lo and behold, he happens to find lxc on his way home, and brings big bro lan back to cr

[ main . ao3 ]

#this got out of hand #yunmeng shuangjie #wangxian #wen xu x wei wuxian #mdzs #mdzs au #mo dao zu shi #mo dao zu shi au #cql #cql au #the untamed #the untamed au #not!fics

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dowoonie-namjoonie · 3 years

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Day6 Finding Out You’re Pregnant

A/N: I don’t own these gifs, this is all just for fun, please enjoy. Also, fellow mydays I know I’m loyal to Sungjin...but Wonpil! He’s sooooo cute, alright thanks for listening to my ted talk read on!

Sungjin

Everything seemed normal today, finally Sungjin had a night off from work, so he decided to spend the whole day with you. It was a wonderful surprise, usually your husband would spend 24/7 writing and composing songs for the planned comeback, but today he was chill. Half the day both of you went to the mall, Sungjin got you some new heels for a formal dinner a few nights away, then he got both of you some well deserved ice cream, but at the end of the day was spent on the couch. On the couch, cuddling together which you both rarely did, watching a romantic comedy. It seemed Sungjin really wanted to spoil you today with things you liked.

Your belly was full from just eating a delicious dinner, so when your stomach began to twist in pain you just assumed it was gas or something. Then, half way through the movie, the pain started to grow. It didn’t feel like gas anymore, instead you felt like throwing up the pork you had just eaten.

“You okay,” Sungjin asked, concerned that he was making you uncomfortable. He noticed awhile ago that you were moving around a lot, an uncomfortable look plastered on your face.

“Yea, um...just feeling a bit...-blerg!”

Quickly, you covered your mouth as you felt bile rise up your throat. Flying off the couch you made your way to the bathroom, begrudgingly filling up the toilet with vomit. Sungjin followed close behind, even holding your hair.

“Dear god,” you whined, sinking against the wall next to the toilet.

“Honey,” Sungjin cooed, stroking the back of your head with comfort. “Are you not feeling well?”

“I guess...,” you started, confused on why you randomly you just got sick. That’s when it hit you, lately you’ve gained weight but you assumed it was your increase in appetite, piecing it together your realized you’re late. “Oh my god!” You squealed, covering your mouth with the thought you’ve just had.

“What is it,” Sungjin asked, kneeling down in front of you. He took your face into his hands, worried that there was something wrong with you, it was clear on his face.

“Honey,” you smiled, putting a hand on top of his, rubbing it gently. “I think I’m pregnant.”

“What?” Sungjin’s reaction was monotoned like you’d expected. His eyes were wide with shock as he searched your face trying to see if you’re lying or not. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, yes! My periods late, I’m gaining weight, my feet are swelling, now this...”

“I um,” he let go of you, shocked at the sudden news. “I guess you’re right.”

“Honey,” you crawled over to him, grasping his arm to see if he was mentally okay. “Are...are you okay?”

“Of course,” he sighed with content, the news just hitting him. A bright smile washed over him, “I’m gonna be a dad!”

Jae

It was perceived that Jae didn’t want kids, so as you held the positive pregnancy test in your hands you didn’t know how you were going to tell him. Jae and you have been dating for three years now, everything was going great for both of you. At some point you’d even expect a ring on your finger. But now that you’re pregnant, you’re not sure who happy Jae would.

You sat on the cool tile of your bathroom floor, millions thoughts running through your mind. This was the last thing you needed right now, Jaw as going to be home any minute now, tired from another day of work.

Right on cue, Jae shimmied the front doors lock, your body tensed as you heard the echo from the bathroom.

“Babe,” he yelled, kicking off his shoes in the outcove at the front door. “I’m home.”

Going further into the shared house he didn’t see you anywhere, instantly growing confused at where you could be. Did you go out and you just forgot to mention it to him? Wouldn’t be the first time.

“Babe?” Jae noticed the shut bathroom door, which was never shut. It was a system you both had, leaving the door open met it wasn’t occupied or smelly to go in. Softly, he knocked at the door, slightly you flinched at the action. “Are you in there?”

“Y-Yea,” you stuttered, trying to not put him off or give any indication you weren’t okay. Jae knew better, he could hear in your voice that cracked tone you had when you were crying.

“Why are you crying,” he asked, a reassuring smile on his face. Even though you couldn’t see it, it still gave the same effect on you. “Can I come in?”

Gosh, you so desperately wanted to say no, pick yourself up, and pretend that nothing ever happened. But, that wasn’t fair to Jae. Gently, you pushed yourself off the ground, placing the pregnancy test on the sinks counter, then unlocking the door without a word. Instantly Jae came through the door, he was right, you were crying over the sink trying to hide your face from him. You hated when he saw you like this.

“Babe,” he cooed, coming over to you at the sink. “What’s going on, do you wanna talk about it-What’s that?”

You placed the test on the sink so he’d have access to it. It was another form of not telling him yourself, rather you’d want the test to tell him. “Is that a...pregnancy test?” Jae picked it up, with cation of course, he knew you had peed on it already. Refusing to meet his face, you didn’t quite see his reaction at first. “Two lines means?”

“It’s positive, I’m preg-pregnant Jae,” you muttered, head still down faced to the sink.

“Ok...,” he dragged out, placing the test down back on the sink. Turning his attention on you which, mind you, was needed greatly. Jae went up behind you, placing his head on top of yours since you were much smaller than he, his arms wrapped around your waist a comfortable warmth rushing through you. “Everything’s going to be okay,” he tried calming you down, holding onto you tightly.

Jae may have not known why you were crying, but he thought it was better not to pry the answer out of you. “Well, we’re going to have a baby,” he started, rubbing your tummy lightly. “Guess we should finally get married too. What do you say?”

Younghyun

Younghyun and you have been trying to get pregnant for awhile. Both of you have been married for four years now, with no luck of children your way. Nothing you did got you pregnant, but it seems luck struck the both of you. You had been late this month so you were suspicious that you might be with child. While Younghyun was at work you went to a local pharmacy, grabbing a pregnancy test off the shelves. Long story short, the pregnancy test was positive, and you’ve never been happier.

You made the most over dramatic plan you could to tell Younghyun, your idea fell on a gift to give him. With haste, you ran to the store grabbing all the things you needed to make this “gift”.

After that, you put all of it together, placing it into a polka dot bag. Due to your excitement, you decided to go to his work than wait for him to come home. You took a bus there since he was using the car, the whole time your leg shook with anticipation as you held onto the gift sercurly.

When you got to the front desk of his studio you asked the woman there for Mr. Kang Younghyun. She instantly recognized you, this wasn’t the first time you’ve been to his office, sometimes you’d come over to eat lunch with him.

Anyway, the woman gave you a visitors pass, so you walked to his office. Opening up the door to reveal Younghyun, you could only assume he was composing a song at the current moment. He sat in his seat, playing the bass and every so often writing down what he played on a sheet in front of him. He was so entranced that he didn’t even notice your arrival.

“Brian,” you raised your voice, grabbing his attention. Your husband was shocked to see you since this was a surprise visit.

“Love,” he wholeheartedly smiled at you, glad to see his beautiful wife. Just who he wanted to see since he was having a hard time with the song he’s writing. “What are you doing here?”

Younghyun went over to you, yanking you into a soft, chaste kiss. He wrapped his arms around your waist holding you close, you would do the same except you had a gift in your hand. “I was in the neighborhood,” you joked, pecking his lips once more. Even if you are married to him, no matter how much you kiss you still get flustered by it.

“Oh really?”

“Yes, and I decided I wanted to give a gift to my loving husband.”

Younghyun’s eyes glowed with admiration as you held the present up to his face. You were just the best, in his time a need you came to make him feel better.

“What’s the occasion,” he let go of you so he could open the present with more room.

“Nothing,” you bit your lip, lying of course, but you wanted him to figure it out himself. Younghyun discarded the bag pulling out a jar of-

“Pasta sauce?”

He looked confused rightfully so, you saw not to long ago a pregnancy surprise with Prego sauce.

“Not just any sauce,” you smiled, inching him to figure out what you were doing.

“Now with...10% more cheese,” he laughed, reading the jars facts.

“No,” you whined, walking over to him. “What’s the name of the sauce?”

“Prego,” he looked at you, really trying to figure out why pasta sauce was his gift. He didn’t even like red sauce that much.

“Jesus Bri, I’m pregnant! Prego-pregnant! Get it!”

“Love,” he dropped the sauce, thankfully he didn’t break it. He grabbed you hard, giving you a bear hug, littering your face with kisses. “Are you actually? Is this a joke?! This would be a mean joke?!”

You shook your head, laughing at how anxious he seemed. But man, was he so ecstatic about a baby. “I can’t wait to meet her,” he calmed down, placing a hand on your flat stomach. For a moment he imagined you with a big pregnant belly, you were his life and so was this baby.

“Oh,” you giggled, kissing his cheek lightly. “What makes you think it won’t be a boy?”

“Oh, I just know. Ah...” he sighed, pulling you into a more gentle hug this time. “We’re having a baby...”

Wonpil

You found out this morning you were pregnant, expertly hiding it from Wonpil through out the whole day. You wanted to tell him in a different way, so most of the time you spent today was on unique ways to announce it.

Two months ago, you and Wonpil finally got hitched. The wedding was grand and the honeymoon even grander. Wonpil knew how to make you feel special without a doubt. Of course, you hadn’t expected to get pregnant so quickly, but that’s because of the lack of protection (if you catch my drift).

At the end of the night, Wonpil decided he wanted to shave his face. More like he needed to, his stubble was poking through and JYP wasn’t exactly a fan of that look. They always made him shave it, not that you minded.

As he was getting rid of his facial hair, you snuck past him into the bathroom with a blue, dry erase marker in your hand.

“Oh, Y/N,” he looked at your through the mirror as you stood behind him. Bouncing on your heels in excitement. “Do you have to go to the bathroom or something...don’t worry I won’t look.”

Even though you and Wonpil are married now, he still get’s shy and blushy about certain things. “Actually babe,” you started, uncapping the marker. “Can you solve this riddle for me?”

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now.”

“Ok,” he smiled, face lathered up with shaving cream, but he stopped just for you.

With the marker you drew on the mirror, the first thing you wrote was “there’s”. Wonpil raised a brow, but let you continue, then you wrote a “a me.”

“There’s a me?”

“Not done yet,” you muttered, writing the word “baby” right in the gap in the E.

Wonpil questioned the riddle, reading it in his head trying to decipher.

“Read it outloud, that might help,” you giggled at how cute Wonpil looked when he was thinking. He bit his lip in frustration, sorta mad at himself that he couldn’t figure it out.

“There’s a me baby? There’s a me...”

“Where’s the baby?” You asked, leaning against the wall.

“In me,” he questioned again. “There’s a baby...in me...There’s a baby in me? Is that the riddle?”

“Think about it,” you simply said, Wonpil looking at you without a clue in the world.

Then it clicked.

“OH, you’re serious! There’s a baby in you,” he exclaimed, grabbing your hand. You shook your head vigorously, smiling at the sudden enjoyment. “I can’t believe your pregnant! I would kiss you right now, but I don’t wanna get shaving cream on your face!”

Dowoon

This was all Dowoon actually, he started to have his suspicion about you being pregnant when you ate a whole jar of banana peppers. You hated spicy food so seeing you randomly craving a whole jar of it was a odd thing to see. Dowoon, this sweet man, didn’t want to freak you out and force you to take a test. After all, this was all so sudden for him too.

Dowoon proposed to you a few weeks ago, he’d always said he wanted to get married at the age thirty, but he decided to break that rule just for you. There was no doubt in your mind, this was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. Now you weren’t even married and expecting a child. It may sound selfish, but he just needed to know.

After practice, Dowoon had gone to a convenience store, buying the most expensive test off the walls. He wanted the results to be the best they could be. He had to admit though, it made him red in the ears while trying to figure out what test was best.

When he got home, he was met with you standing directly in the doorway waiting for him to come home. Lately, you’ve been more clingy with him, it was definitely a new feeling to have you attached to the hip. A few days into the clinginess he started to get used to it, gladly accepting the spontaneous need to cuddle.

“How was work Dowoonie,” you held your arms out, expecting him to whisk into a hug with you. Dowoon, instead, stood there with a freaked out look on his face.

“Was work bad?”

“Um...it was fine, but-Y/N, I need you to do something for me.”

“Alright,” you spoke suspiciously. Taking into notice how fidgety he looked, nonetheless he held out the plastic bag in his hand. Confused, you took the bag, opening it up to a pink box. “A pregnancy test? What’s this about?”

“You’ve been acting different lately, not a bad different but...different. I think you might be...you know, pregnant.”

“Does that freak you out,” you asked, gulping afraid to hear a negative response.

“Yes-I mean no...I don’t know! Are we really ready to have a baby?”

“Well...is anyone really read to have a baby?”

Lovingly, you took his hand, interlocking your fingers with him rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb. “I might...have some news for you then?”

“Oh?”

“I may have already taken a test...and I may have already known I was pregnant for a day or two.”

“What!” Dowoon looked shocked, a look a disbelief riddled his face. Hey, you felt very guilty that you hid this from him, but come on! This was a hard thing to talk about in general. “You didn’t tell me?”

“I tried,” you sighed, rubbing your temples with one hand. Dowoon obviously looked upset which broke your heart, the last thing you wanted to do was hurt him. “Don’t be mad.” Cooing to him, pulling his arm gently, placing your head into his chest wrapping your small arms around his frame.

“I’m...I’m not,” he muttered out, giving up and putting his hand in your hair. Softly, running his hands through it.

“We may not be ready,” you started, squeezing him lightly. “But we need to try, for our baby.”

#day6 #day6 fanfic #day6 imagines #day6 network #day6 dowoon #day6 wonpil #day6 brian #day6 younghyun #day6 young k #young k #day6 jaehyung #day6 jae #jae #jaehyung #day6 sungjin #sungjin #wonpil #dowoon #pregnancy

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inncomplete · 3 years

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( HEIDY, 23, SHE/THEY, CST. ) ☆ Open your hands and hope to catch a star, KIM JANGJUN, and it might just grant your wish. At TWENTY FIVE years old with an odd resemblance to SONG KANG, you don’t seem like the type who should be caught in a town like this, but who am I to judge? I’m sure there are others who are just as RETICENT yet MAGNANIMOUS and INSOUCIANT… although, really, I don’t think anyone else could remind me so much of RIPPED JEAN JACKETS, A SMILE NOT QUITE REACHING HIS EYES, and CAR DRIVES WITH NO DESTINATION. It seems you’ve lived here for ALL YOUR LIFE working as AN INNKEEPER AT DOTORI INN, but didn’t I overhear you wishing YOU COULD FIND YOUR LOVE FOR ART AGAIN the other night? Oh, I’m mistaken, hm? Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me; a little wish has never hurt anybody.

hello hello 😳 i'm heidy , twenty3 from the cst timezone , & i go by she / they pronouns ! veryvery excited to be here & share jangjun with u all , he’s truly a gift , but also very excited to be in a rp group again bc its been forever. umm anyway . apologies in advanced for how long this intro is probably gonna get i’m a virgo … we just don’t know when to shut up aha 🙈

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ QUICK STATS !

full name : kim jangjun

age : twenty five

zodiac : gemini

spoken languages : korean , english & just a LICK of french

sexuality : bisexual

alignment : lawful good

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ BACKSTORY !

son of kim seokcheon and jo minsu , their first born , pride n joy with shining qualities and the potential to become starlight bay’s shining light by the time he could talk. grinning ear to ear no matter the face that looked down at him and never once hesitating to stick his arms out for a hug.

grandson of kim minsoo and ahri , starlight bay’s actual pride n joy. the town’s favorite elderly couple aka owners of the dotori inn. these are the ones to thank for jangjun’s gracious upbringing. not that he had a negative relationship with his own parents , he loved them just as much as the next loved child , but any chance he’d gotten he’d run right down to the inn to greet the guests ( regulars and newcomers alike ) alongside his grandparents and quickly became seen as one of them.

for as long as he or anyone could remember , jangjun was a frequent enjoyer of the arts. painting , drawing , mixing water with mud to make his own modeling clay — you name it. the simplest and most accessible form of self expression and gateway for those growing emotions. instead of talking out his feelings in a way he didn’t know how or dealing with an emotion as heavy as they came , he’d use these various forms of art to center himself in any way they allowed. it became something he enjoyed so much that he knew from such a young age what he wanted to do. he wanted to take what he loved and use it to help people. it felt unique , like he’d discovered something no one had ever done before and was putting something into the world that could make such an impact it would change it. it wasn’t until he was older that he realized what he wanted to be was an art therapist.

for years , jangjun stood along his grandparents and helped around the inn whenever he could. his own room granted in the old house in which they stayed not far from it. he was happy to be in a place where he was always helping people as he was taught this was the most important thing you could do , not only for others , but for yourself. ‘ what you put into this world is what you will get back. treat others with tenderness and you will never have to wonder who you are. ’ words of wisdom passed down from his grandfather and practically engraved into the back of jangjun’s brain.

along working at the inn , jangjun focused intently on his studies , never once slipping away from his enjoyment of creating. a teasing rumor had it the kim’s cloned jangjun at birth to be a prodigy of some kind because you’d find him in so many places at once. dotori inn by sunrise , and as the day progressed , you’d catch him around every single corner of town , always on the go and always seen putting a smile on the face of anyone he passed by. by the time he graduated high school , jangjun was presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. he was granted a scholarship to nyu , such a prestigious school known for their sought after art program. as eager and excited as he could be ( and already two trips to new york under his belt ) jangjun felt like he was on his own path.

that is , until , his grandmother became sick. faced with the challenging predicament , jungjae already knew what lied ahead. the choices were unfair regardless , but he had two. continue on to nyu and allow his younger sister to hold back on her dreams to stick around the inn .. or give up his own and resume as the kim jangjun dotori inn knew and needed. for him , the decision was easy.

🚨 🚨 POSSIBLE CONNECTION MAYHAPS ? — saving his sister’s future was not the only thing holding jangjun back to starlight bay , but a lover. another person in his life that wasn’t so easy to leave behind but an easy consideration to stay. to make it even angstier ? they broke up not long after he gave up on nyu to stick around.

fast forward to current times and you’ll still find him present at dotori inn to this day. rumor has it he’ll be the one taking over ownership once his grandparents are no longer able to. but anyone that knows him well enough knows that’s not what he wants. anyone that knows jangjun to his true core notices how he no longer leaves home with the same paint residue on his clothes , no longer has that smile that reaches his eyes anytime they’re met and no longer carries that same passion that he once did. you’ll still find him helping around town and putting those in need above his own , of course. after all , it’s what he’s been taught his whole life to do. everyone always talks about the stars that fall over starlight bay and the wishes they grant you , but perhaps this is what was written for him in them all along.

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ PERSONALITY + TIDBITS !

sooooo as u could have guessed if u read any of the above gibberish is YEA jangjun puts everyone and anyone above him and would give you the shirt off his back if that was what u needed

he very much prides hard work though ?? like he’s not so much a pushover as he is just a very forgiving person and is willing to put issues to the side if it meant the greater good ....

if u are an asshole and ungrateful no he will not give u whatever u want or do anything u ask of him. he will simply tell u to learn how to do it on ur own BUT he will be willing to show u how <3

always outside .. always working on something or talking to someone .. always found absolutely anywhere and everywhere like seriously u just saw him at the inn an hour ago ? that’s great ur about to bump into him again at ur mom’s house because he agreed to help her fix a leak in her sink

ALSO HE HAS A DOG ... his little baby boy named cherry whom he plasters all over his social media. love cherry n jangjun loves u its a simple world we live in

a big part of his friendliness and eagerness to help others and make sure they are ok DOES come off as flirting i will nawt lie ? and u know what maybe he is just naturally a flirty person but he means well and wants people to feel like they have him whenever they need or want him ? SUE HIM ? SDDMDNCMCN

so sorry to the ones he lingers around a little too much and brings soup to ur door from his grandfather and always asks if u need help with whatever ur working on and u think there is something going on . no im sorry baby he just lives like that in 2021 can u believe

treasures his friends so greatly and yes , again , will bring u food twice a week and make sure ur eating well and not doing ur favorite activities alone i wish i had a jangjun truly 💔

UMMMMMM and .. umm and um ? he’s sweet and loves helping and he does it in a way that won’t let u take advantage of him and he just wishes for the growth and happiness of those around him. EXCEPT if ur mean / think u can just take and never give. if that’s the case then screw u - from jangjun

truly i hate this i wrote so much for no good reason … but anyway if ur like me & prefer discord for plotting u can add me @ heidykins#0016 and we can plot there ! but if discord is nawt ur jam we can plot over tumblr ims as well i just might be harder to reach there so pls be patient with me 🥺 anywayayayayyaya im SOO excited to be here & write with u all im so sry for the MESS of this intro she’s not so sexy but thats ok because i think jangjun makes up for it so um come plot with me <3trea

#str:intro #⁽ ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⁾ ⠀ ⠀ OUT OF CHARACTER ⠀ ／ ⠀ * ⠀ notes.#i didnt proof read this if u see a typo ...... no u dont<3

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blackqueenstarseed1 · 3 years

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The Friend

Chapter one - Fall out

Paring - Rafael Casal x black!reader AU

Summary - You've been in love with one of your best friends for years, you've actually agreed to reveal your feelings to Daveed, but what happens when you find out he's got a new girlfriend. Will his best blonde-haired pal be the one you've always been waiting for?

Warnings - slight angst, heartbreak, Alcohol

Word count : 2,274

Note: Let me know your thoughts please. I love Rafael, and he needs more love on here.

I’m also making a tag list, let me know if you want to be apart of it.

“Not that dress it’s giving grandma vibes.”, your roommate Jamie said leaning against the doorway to your bedroom. As she nodded towards your floral dress that was in your hands.

“Well help me find something, I wanna make sure he noticed me this time.” You mumbled closing your eyes imagining his beautiful brown eyes that can warm an entire room. And that smile, oh that fucking smile that felt as pure as the source of light. Returning back to reality you signed, “I’m gonna tell him how I feel tonight, and I- I want it to be special. You know?”

Jamie raised her brown, walked towards your bed, and took a seat next to you. Staring you in the eye giving you her concerned motherly look, oh here she goes, you thought not wanting to hear another lecture, especially with your nerves today. “Listen y/n, no matter what happens tonight just know that you don’t need some guy to be happy okay? Daveed is an idiot if he doesn’t see how much of a wonderful person you are.”

That was his name Daveed, Daveed Daniele Diggs, and you were in love with him since you first met at freshman orientation which was five years ago. You wanted to tell him how you felt, but he was in a long-term relationship with a girl named Lisa. But about three months ago he learned that she was cheating on him for over 4 years. You honestly felt bad at how happy you were at the news, throwing yourself a little party at some misdeeds. No, really you actually did throw a little party, from buying a mini cake, and jumping up and down as ‘lovely day’ by bill withers played through the stereo. Pathetic. With that, you decided to give him time to heal before you tell him that you were helplessly in love with him. Three months should be good enough you mused.

“Yea, yea I get it. Love myself before someone else. I didn’t ask for a Ted talk, but okay.” You replied getting up from your seat, throwing the dress back in the closet. “Now help me find something to wear. Let me see if that fashion degree was worth it?”

Jamie chuckled, shaking her head at you. Walking into your closet she nodded, “sure.”

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Your stomach was beginning to do circles as you and Jamie arrived at the party. It’s okay you can do this ...after some drinks… but no I should stay sober for this.

“Y/n! Jamie! Come and take a shot with me.” Oak yelled, walking towards the pair of you with two shot glasses in his hands. As he came up to the both of you his eyes went wide as he looked at you up and down inspecting your outfit. “Damn y/n, you look ummm, y-you look, I-I mean wow.”

You nodded with a satisfied smile on your face. I hope Daveed likes this too. “Thanks, oak, and no thank you I’m the DD tonight.”

“Cool, cool. Well, I’m over there if you need me.” He winked and walked towards a group of guys.

“Hey wait, I never said that I didn’t want one,” Jamie yelled frowning as Oak walked away selectively not hearing her plea. Turning towards you with a knowing smirk on her face, she shook her head. “See I told you bitch. You’re fucking hot.”

“Oak flirts with anything that moves, that was nothing.” You mumbled, rolling your eyes. It was true though, you loved Oak to death but if you had a penny for every compliment he gave to anyone you’d be a trillionaire.

“True but- Oh fuck look who just arrived. Twelve o’clock your way.” Jamie mumbled and nodded her head towards the front door. Slowly looking up your heart began to beat fast, increasing in an unhealthy way. Daveed walked in the room like the goddess that he was, dressed to the gods, hair moisturized to the lords. He waved at people nearby as he walked further through the party getting closer to you. Jamie squeezed your shoulder, giving you a warm smile. “Do it now, so you’ll have the rest of the night to drink the pain away.”

You nodded not being able to reply as Daveed walked up to you.

“Hey! Y/n, Jamie. It’s good to see you both.” He said with his beautiful eye smile lighting up the room giving Jamie a side hug. Pulling you into a warm hug looking you up, and down biting his lips. “What’s been going on with you? I felt like we haven’t talked in years!”

“Oh, y'know works have been pulling me in all areas.” You replied, wishing you had taken the shot Oak had offered you earlier. Liquid courage can be a good thing. Gathering the little courage you had you shot him a smile, “Actually I been wanting to talk to you about something-“

“Thanks, diggs for the correct directions. I really appreciate it. If you haven’t noticed I’m being sarcastic.” A voice yelps in the near distance interrupting your plan to drag Daveed away, to confess your love for him. Balling your fists trying to keep your cool, looking up trying to see who was brave enough to interrupt a girl so helplessly in love. Wearing a yellow ‘Oakland’ hoodie, with glasses on, walking towards you with a girl walking beside him, you signed as you made the person out. Rafael Santiago motherfucking Casal, great, now you didn’t hate him per se but you greatly dislike his white ass. From disagreeing on everything, arguing over stupid shit, him teasing, and poking fun at you every chance he got on you. Let’s just say you two weren’t exactly close. Walking up to the three of you he smiled, “ Hey, Jamie. I love ya man, but never ask me for a favor if you can’t cooperate okay.”

The fuck did he just ignore me. You thought saying a silent prayer in your head trying not to go off on his ass.

“Sorry, my phone went dead once I realized I gave y’all the wrong direction,” Daveed mumbled, shrugging his shoulders, reaching his hands out to the girl who arrived with Rafael. What? Who is she? “ Guys I want y’all to meet my girlfriend Serena.”

At that moment you could’ve sworn that the entire room can hear your heart-shattering in millions of pieces. After all this time of pinning after a guy, you always cared for giving your every thought to, but in reality, he will never give you the time of day. Fuck I’m a desperate piece of mess you thought feeling your throat getting hard. Fuck don’t cry you weak bitch. Jamie looked up in surprise, her eyes instantly falling on you shooting you a sympathetic look. But no you weren’t gonna be a bitter bitch just because someone wasn’t into you, you were better than that. Putting all of your feelings aside you nod. “Nice to meet you I’m, y/n, and that’s Jamie.”

“You too. Oh my god, I love your outfit, it's beautiful.” She smiled, making Daveed grin as he pulled her into a side hug, happy that she was getting along with his friends. Mumbling a small ‘thanks’, you felt defeated, not only was she pretty, but she was nice too. You couldn’t even hate her if you tried, at least his last girlfriend Lisa was a total bitch, something that your whole friend group silently thought as well. Which was good because it didn’t make you feel guilty for your feelings for Daveed because you had a villain in your love story. Kissing her cheek making her giggle, Daveed smiled and looked up at you. “So what were you trying to tell me earlier?”

“Oh, um it was nothing. Just forget it. Listen I should go see everyone else.” You rasped, pointing towards an area of the house far away from them. “It was good seeing you all.”

“Okay, well don’t be a stranger.” Daveed frown noticing the change in your state, just a minute ago you were on cloud nine. Serena waved bye at you. While Jamie stared at you squinting her eyes, silently asking if you needed her, you shook your head no. Rafael glanced up looking away from his phone for a moment and mumbled. “See ya.”

Oh? so he did know that I was here, fucking bitch.

Grabbing a bottle of vodka on your way out towards the pool area, you found a place farther away from any eyes. You began to take a gulp from the bottle. “Fuck.”

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“I guess I don’t need this.” You laughed fully drunk after finishing almost half the bottle of vodka. Standing by the pool with the letter you wrote Daveed in your right hands, and a lighter in your left trying to burn your feelings away. Maybe it was because you were drunk off your ass, or maybe the lighter was cheap as hell. But It wouldn’t work no matter how much you flick the little rolling thingy. “Fuck can something work for me for once. DAMN IT!”

“Hey what the fuck y/n! Are you trying to burn the house down?” Rafael yelled running up to you snatching the lighter from your hands. Making you jump in surprise, him coming out of nowhere throwing you off, so much so that you slipped on a puddle of water nearby. Feeling gravity defy you, You gasped “Shit.”

But before you could even fall into the pool, you felt warm arms around you. Looking up into the eyes of the person who saved you from embarrassment. You tilted your head, eyebrows furrowed, confused as to why the guy who hated your entire existence decided to save you from humiliation. Rafael’s expression hardened. “Are you insane? What if you would’ve gotten hurt?.”

“Please, stop yelling. My head hurts, and the room is spinning.” You whined, placing your hand on your forehead trying to block any more noise, coming your way. You didn’t need someone, especially him, making you feel guilty for drinking your feelings away. Because you weren’t in the mood right now. Shoving the letter back into your purse you glared at the blonde man,

“Leave me alone.”

“There’s no way I’m gonna leave you in this state. I mean look you can barely walk.” Rafael proclaimed pulling your arm sitting you down on a nearby bench. “Stay here.”

He walked back into the house as you sat there with a dumbfounded look not believing that he was actually trying to help you at this low point. Coming back towards you he hands you a bottle of water. “Drink this.”

Squinting your eyes at him wondering if this was a setup and if he poisoned the water. You decided to take the risk, and grabbed the water from him and mumbled a small ‘thanks’ as you gulped down the water. Rafael nodded watching you finish the water pleased with your compliance. “You good?”

“Yes. Thanks,” you replied, playing with the top of the bottle trying to avoid any eye contact with this confusing man.

“Ain’t that’s what friends are for?” He mused, staring into your eyes with his beautiful eyes. You always thought that Rafa was a handsome man, especially with his way with words, and his wisdom was simply out of this world. And your attraction to him never fully went away, especially after your altercations. But just because you think he’s cute doesn’t mean you’ll go out with him, he’s still Rafael the guy who gave you hell. Peering up at him leaning further into the bench you replied. “Friends?”

“Yes, friends. What?” Rafael questioned eyebrows raised at your statement.

“I’m just saying I never consider you a friend, and I’m pretty sure you would say the same too.” You confessed not caring how honest you were being. Liquid courage 1, sober 0.

“Ouch.” Rafael chuckled, as he jammed his hands in his front pocket.

“I’m serious Raf, for as long as I can remember. You couldn’t stand to be in the same room as me, and now you wanna help me. What’s your deal? Huh.” You demanded crossing your arms, glaring at him. Wanting him to stop playing games with you.

“That’s not even remotely true! I-I, look listen to me when I say this. I know pain when I see it, and it’s written all over your face. I just want to make sure you don’t do anything stupid. Okay.” Rafael answered threading a hand through his hair, his lashes fluttering. Staring deep into your soul, bringing an unfamiliar sense of comfort to you. Damn he really is serious

“Thanks, but I’m fine. And I don’t need you to check on me.” You argue, looking away from his intense stare. Rafael huffed, shaking his head in return. “Sure.”

Sitting in silence for a few minutes Rafael stood up from his seat and jerked his head in the direction of the back exit. “This party is getting pretty boring. You wanna go grab something to eat.”

You honestly didn’t know what to make of his sudden interest in you. For the longest time, the only attention he has ever given you was to either say something rude, or correct you. This was definitely weird, yes, but you were too drunk and too hurt to care right now. Glancing up towards the house seeing Daveed with his arm around Serena. You frown, tearing your eyes away from the man who still had your heart. Standing up, throwing the water bottle by a nearby bush, you nodded. “Let’s go.”

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all the odd numbers for the ask game!!

1. How old were you when you found out you were autistic?

i was 15 years old, as in this year :'D i am self dx but my counselor is Suspecting Something untreated lol

3. Do you have any comorbidities? Or just autism?

i do!! i have adhd and psychosis (both prof. dx)

5. What do you wish more people knew about autism?

that YES allistics, it DOES suck always being the sexiest and coolest person in the room 😔 /j

7. Do you find it hard to make friends?

most of the time nope! especially with other nd people!! i'm a huge extrovert and i love to drag ppl around if given the right opportunity lol <3 BUT if someone new (usually neurotypicals jdgshsj) gives me a Single Red Flag i will just. instantly lose all interest lmao

9. What was your first special interest?

FUN FACTS!!! <3<3 literally had it ever since i could read lmao

11. If you could give any advice to your younger self, what would it be?

question your gender. then do it again. then question your sexuality. then question your ge- (basically. embrace who you are n what you like!! it's good and natural to have "phases"!!! do whatever makes you happy!!!!)

13. Tell us an autistic person that you really look up to.

uhh um uh *points at my mutual* hi @autistic--cryptid i rly like ur stim blogs and ur super nice <3<3

15. Have you ever received any accommodations for your autism in either school or work?

yep! i haven't had an official job yet, but for school i did have an IEP and then a 504 plan for a few years. recently they discontinued it (and set up a more informal plan) because i've been doing good in schoolwork (mostly /pos). atm it's mostly getting alternatives for public speaking, being able to step out of class if it's overwhelming, extensions on deadlines, etc

17. Do you own any stim toys? Which is your favorite?

yes!! and I LOST MY FAVORITE ONEEE idk where it is :[ i have these (first one is my fav i lost, all the colors shown are the same ones i have)

ID: three fidget toys. They are an orange chain key ring, a yellow fidget cube, and blue and pink liquid motion timer. / End ID

i also have a fidget pen but it broke :[

19. What kinds of things are sensory hell for you?

fabrics are a Big Deal to me :'] i absolutely hate fleece sherpa and faux fur. a lot of blankets are just Bad Feeling to me so i like to use bath towels (which also have to be a certain texture lol). also MY CIELING FAN AAGHH when it's on, the blades get in the way of the light and it makes things flash slightly so i can't look up. idk if that makes sense but yea

21. How open are you usually when it comes to being autistic?

somewhat open ig, esp since i don't have a formal diagnosis. i still talk a lot about my Symptoms lol

23. What's the longest you've ever had a special interest for?

uhhh idk how to tell?? for me it's like i've always had them, i just primarily fixate on different ones at different times. but again i've had fun facts pretty much since i could read lol

25. Do you have shutdowns?

yea, more often than meltdowns

27. Do you have any vocal stims or echolalia?

yes a lot!! i vocal stim a lot more with both noises, phrases, and songs, but my echolalia is mostly of noises or single words ^^

29. Are your friends and/or family accepting of your autism?

they're very accepting of my other neurodivergence + disability stuff, so it won't be a big deal lol

31. Do you have a comfort item? If you feel comfortable with it, then show it to us.

YESS THESE MY BELOVEDS!! the coraline doll was made by someone my mom knew and given to me as a christmas/birthday gift, since coraline is a spin of mine ^^ i've had the dog since i was a baby lol, and it makes a lot of Good Noises like rattling (in the paws) and crinkling (on the ears) :D

ID: two stuffed toys against the lap of OP, who is wearing a blue shirt and yellow pants. The first is a hand-crocheted doll of Coraline (from the movie Coraline). The second is a multicolored dog, which is mostly red, and each of its paws are a different color. The bottoms of its paws are reflective. / End ID

33. Foods you are sensitive to (maybe because of bad texture for instance)?

fatty meats :[ which unfortunately comes up a lot bc i'm mexican lol. also tomatoes 😔

35. Have you ever used a weighted blanket?

i have one!! i don't use it that often because my bed is small and i can't move around a lot on it lol, so it gets a bit frustrating to readjust :P

37. Do you enjoy holidays or are they sensory hell to you?

OK WELL. i love the holidays bc yayy fun giving gifts to friends or whatever but i CANNOT STAND the ""holiday"" themed scents. At All. the thanksgiving/christmas Sugar Cinnamon Roll Gingerbread Party Explosion shit is so fucking overwhelming and I Hate It. and my english teacher puts on a wax burner in her room w that stuff :[

39. What's the most comfortable/sensory friendly outfit you own?

actually the one i have on rn is pretty cool lol. the shirt is a very loose and soft button up, and also yellow sweatpants bc yellow is my favorite color and Sweatpants Are Comfy. also shirts that feel crocheted/knitted are very nice <3

41. If you date people then would you prefer to date other autistic people?

i do prioritize all relationships with neurodivergent people lol, so yeah it would be nice :]

43. If you could have any item related to your special interest what would it be?

uhh UHHH hm. if it counts then i want moshi monsters back 😔😔

45. Favorite autistic celebrity?

i see @jupitrr in posts in the wild so fle is a celebrity in my mind <3

47. Do you happy flap?

yeap!!! with my hands and my wings lmao :D i also do i ton of other happy stims, like snapping my fingers, shaking my fists, jumping, groaning, shaking my arms, clapping, and hitting my head lol

49. What's something you find hard to do because of autism?

EYE CONTACT.... also wording my thoughts + feelings :[ a bunch of other things too but mostly those

ask game link

#apollo ask tag #this was A Lot omg /pos #TYSMMM <3<3 /gen i love ask games n stuff lol #caps #emojis #described #swearing #long post #dolls

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