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luna-is-lost · 3 months

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UNDERWELCOMED

Part 12

Sans POV:

“Umm… S-Sans?” My brother shifted uncomfortably as he spoke. “what’s up?” He looked more nervous as I spoke… Why though… Did I do something wrong… did he forget something or… someone… “W-Well, I Was… Wondering… uh… Where Did We… umm… Live? Like B-Before Here?… “…” “…” I could feel the corners of my mouth tilt down as I spoke. Subconsciously trying to keep my chill, laidback demeanor. “why’s it matter? someone talkin’ about it?” He wrung his hands as he avoided my eyes. “Uhh… Well No… I Was J-Just Wondering,” his voice lost volume as he spoke, “ Because… I… ummm… N-Never mind… It’s Not I-Important…. Sorry…” “paps, i… i’m sorry, didn’t mean it like ‘that’.” “It’s Fine… I Just… thought maybe I would remember something if I learned about the past…” He quieted to an almost whisper… I dislike the thought of telling Papyrus more of our years of captivity… but he… he deserves the truth… Plus, it’s worth it for him to remember. How could I describe what it was like to him, though? He’s always seen things differently than me… Maybe I could…” heya, bro” He looked at me hopefully. “ Yes, Sans?” “why don’t i show you” “Really?!” He smiled, though it looked slightly painful. “yeah, no skin off my bones” I shot him a joking smile and he shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. I tell him to hold on tight and teleport us… home.

☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✡︎ POV

There’s a zap of… magic! That can’t possibly be right, everyone’s gone! They all left after the player gave up… SO WHO WAS THAT?! Moving forward, I think they’re walking through Snowdin. Is that….

“here we are, home. this is snowdin.” “Wowie… It’s… Beautiful!” “yeah” “Sans, Look, I R-Remember That, That’s T-The Inn! The Nice Inn Keeper U-Used To Give M-Me Lollipops And Pats O-On The Head!” “that’s right, pap, i’m glad you remembered. let’s looks around, then we should go the the house.” “Sounds G-Good!”

… IT’S THEM?! THE SMILING TRASH BAG AND HIS IDIOT BROTHER?! Why are they here? Shouldn’t they be all happy and adventurous on the surface? WHERE THEY WON’T BE ANNOYING?! …And why is Papyrus being shown around Snowdin by his brother? I know he’s easily fooled, but he isn’t stupid… Unless…

heheheheh!

This’ll be SO much fun!

Sans POV:

Papyrus has been looking around Snowdin for about 45 minutes. It’s kinda weird to see him so enticed by things we’ve seen everyday for [] years… “Wowie, Sans! T-There’s So Much Stuff T-To Explore!” “yep” “Umm… C-Could We Look A-At Our Old House?” “yeah, of course bro.” Our house was only about a minute or so away… probably not enough to convince pap to let me take a short-cut, and I shouldn’t leave him by himself for now. “S-Sans, Did We Really Live Here?” He asks with tear in his eye sockets as soon as he sees the house. “yeah, go and check it out, all of our stuff is still there, haven’t been able to move in to the surface yet.” “A-Alright!” He swiftly opens the door and cautiously peaks inside before deciding it was safe and walking in. I’d be lying if I said being here didn’t make me feel better… At least we were safe… A shudder runs down my spine as I think, ‘were we ever truly safe with the possibility of a genocidal human falling down here without warning?’. I can’t help but feel almost envious that Papyrus still has that unending, undeniable sense of optimism. To find the good in the bad… I think that’s a bit too philosophical for me. Pap is curiously eyeing the impracticality of the sink’s height. I can help but feel almost normal as he looks around. “heya, once you’re done exploring down here, how about you look at your old room.” “Do Y-You Think I’ll R-Remember Something F-From Digging Through My-My Past?” “it’s a good a shot as any…” “O-Okay, Brother!” He drags me up the stairs like he’s done it a thousand times, and he has, he just doesn’t remember.

☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✡︎ POV

“Hehehehe!” The skeletons are busy looking around together, but sooner or later Smily will be gone and I can ‘help’ poor, credulous Papyrus! Out of the ‘goodness of my heart’ and all… “Sans! L-Look At T-Those Action Figures!” “i know, pretty cool right.” “Sans?” “yeah?” The lazy one yawns. “You L-Look R-Really Tired, Would You Like To N-Nap For A Bit? It’s like Papyrus can read my mind! Ha! This is going WAY better than expected! “yeah…” he unceremoniously lies on Papyrus’s bed and is out like a light. Leaving poor Papyrus to his own devices. I’ve never liked Snowdin all too well, the Earth is rather tough… Oh well, this is to PERFECT of an opportunity to pass up!

Papyrus’s POV:

A light knocking sound rings through the silent house, starting me as my brother rests peacefully. Sprinting down the stairs with more energy than the core itself… the core? Where in the underground did that come from… AM I REMEMBERING THINGS?!

That aside I open the door to see a small ✡︎☜︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎ ☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎. “H-Hello… uh How C-Can I Help You?” It smiles a bit too wide before answering. “Howdy, Papyrus, I’m your best friend, ☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✡︎! Don’t you remember me?” I feel really guilty… “N-No, I uhh I Don’t, S-Sorry Friend…” He looks very disappointed… I’m a bad friend… “Oh… that’s so sad… you left me all alone and then forgot about me? I thought we were friends, Papyrus… I guess I should just leave-“ “-! Wait, W-We Can Still Be F-Friends! P-Please?” “Really?” ,His smile returns slightly, “ I think that’s a wonderful idea, we should hangout right now! I can even remind you of the past… Wouldn’t you like that?” I shift uncomfortably. Sans would NOT like me going with a stranger while he isn’t around, even if they claim to be my best friend… I’m not that gullible, and wouldn’t someone try to manipulate a monster you can barely remember their own name… I can only trust Undyne and Sans… Right? I mean… they didn’t really tell me much of my past… Sans seemed almost avoidant of it when I first asked. Still, this is dangerous, especially if ☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✡︎ is working with the humans… IS THIS A TRAP! “Papyrus, I don’t have all day… don’t you want to spend time with me? I AM your best friend after all. Unless, you don’t trust me… “ W-Well, uh Friend, I F-Feel It Would Be A Poor Decision To Go With Someone Down Here Without Sans Knowing, Especially If I Don’t Know Or Remember Them…” “S-so we aren’t friends anymore…?” He sniffs before dropping sadly… I’m an awful friend, how could I betray someone like that… He’s been nothing but kind to me, and I can’t say that about many people… He also said he was alone, so… “W-Wait! I’m S-Sorry ☞︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✡︎ Please D-Don’t Go, If You Let Me Tell Sans B-Before We Go, Then It’ll Probably Be O-Okay!” He turns his head back up to look at me. “Friend… Sans doesn’t WANT you to remember, Why do you think he fell asleep when you wanted to keep looking around?”,How did he…,”He wants you to be easily confused and manipulated, they only saved you so you couldn’t give the humans information.” How does he know all of this… why do his words bother me so much? Have I always doubted that people love and want to protect me?… If so… “ A-Alright, I’ll Go With Y-You, But I N-Need To Be Home B-Before Sans Wakes U-Up.” “Okay, Papyrus! I’m so glad you chose to hang out with me! Follow me!” “O-Of Course, My F-Friend!”

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Sans POV:

Something’s wrong. I haven’t even opened my eyes yet, but I know something is wrong. “papyrus?” …silence… Papyrus isn’t in the room. Opening my eyes and half falling out of bed, I quickly realize… he isn’t even in the house. Taking a quick glance at the clock it tells me I’ve been asleep for almost 2 hours… That’s bad… How long has he been gone?!

“pap?!” I shout around Snowdin, teleporting or walking anywhere my brother could have run off to… I just hope he isn’t lost in the forest… That thing goes on forever… “papyrus?!” The world echos back his name, but nobody answers. …A painful scream shatters the world’s silence… “Papyrus?!” A vine throws my brother 10 feet in front of me. He opens his eyes blearily and begins to mumble. “papyrus?! what happened, where did you go?!” He struggles to breathe as I crouch in front of him. “S-Sans…-“ An awful cough interrupts him, “I… R-Remember… E-E-Everything…” He promptly passes out, leaving me to wonder what happened… “Heheheh! Hahaha! AHAHAHAHAH!!”…

FLOWEY?!

…Chapter 13 coming soon-ish…

#papyrus #undertale #underverse #sans #underwelcomed #angst #skelebros #memory loss #wing dings #flowey and papyrus #flowey

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ethan-is-silly · 4 months

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This is my first ever fic since like 2017, soo… Also, spoilers for act 2.

This is my OC x Reader. Ezmil is The Dark Urge in this and its based on that scene that happens if you don’t kill Isobel.

The first thing you felt was a large, clammy hand pushing at you. It wasn’t hard enough to seem harmful, but it pushed more pressure and urgency.

“Please get up, please,” it was Ezmil. Ezmil was one of the first people you had picked up in your little ragtag group of people, along with Shadowheart. You almost always had the paladin in your party, as he was good at dealing with enemies. Two black horns curled around his ears, two black centipede tattoos dipped along the side of his face. Brown eyes were filled with urgency as they stared down at you.

“What's happening? Are you okay- what-,” you questioned. The shadow-cursed lands were always cold, but the shiver that ran up your spine was from something else. The look in his eyes was different, Ezmil’s pupils were small and sharp.

“No time. I-, I’m gonna hurt the person I love most. Something with urges.” The tiefling said in a quick breath, his clawed hands were digging into the dirt below. Ezmil was considerably bigger than most, standing at 6’4 and being built stocky. It was almost humorous to see a big man practically shivering with fear if it wasn’t him.

The thought was cute, but you had to steel your mind. You had to help him. You immediately began to ruffle through your pack for something to help,… rope.

You ripped out the coarse material, not caring about the things that fell out of the bag in the process, that could wait.

When you turned back, Ezmil was on the floor. You didn’t think as you tied the rope together, binding his wrists and ankles. You could only hope that it would hold him.

The next time Ezmil woke, it was with a growl. You instantly sat up, hand on your weapon. You didn’t want to harm him, but if it came to it…

You watched as he squirmed against the restraints, snapping his jaws at you and sharp teeth trying to nick you.

“C’mon Ezmil, power through this shit,” you said to yourself mainly but hoped it would reach him.

Another growl fell from the tiefling’s lips, wrists turning red as he struggled against the rope. What was this? You had seen the way he looked the morning when you found poor Alfira dead. You had seen the way he had to back away from Isobel and claw his arm to restrain himself. You had vowed to help him get away from whatever this was.

A few of the others had begun to stir. Ezmil was shaking completely now, but his teeth were still bared. You barely had time to react as he passed out again.

The night passed with an air of suspense, you kept anticipating him to rip off the bindings and rip you apart right then and there. But it never came.

With a jolt, Ezmil opened his eyes. Ezmil’s pupils were now dilated and seemingly normal. You weren’t 100% sure though. You tested the waters.

“Ezmil? You back?” Your voice trembled more than you would’ve liked, but the words carried over. Ezmil reacted instantly, head snapping to you and he sucked in a shaky breath.

“I, I think so.” Ezmil sounded worse than you, his voice raspy and low. Ezmil’s eyes wouldn’t meet yours though.

After doing a little run-over, making sure he was fully back, you cut off the bindings. You kind of just stared at him. You prided yourself in being a nonjudgmental person, but he had almost killed you. It began to dawn on you how close of a line you were dancing, Ezmil could easily murder everyone in camp at night. That nauseating feeling was forming in the pit of your stomach.

But it looked like Ezmil took it harder than you. Fat tears were beginning to creep down his pale, freckled, cheeks. He had moved away from you slightly, but he didn’t dare get up.

You felt like you should comfort him, but you didn’t feel forced. You couldn’t bring yourself to a decision before he had practically run off into the woods. Worry filled your stomach as you peered over at his halberd lying on the ground, he had no weapon. Sure everyone had received Selûne’s blessing from Isobel and Thaniel had been freed, but the shadows still lurked.

After a moment, you got to your feet. Grabbing your weapon, you followed Ezmil.

As you followed the footprints, your mind wandered to his words. ‘The person I love most.’ The words ran rampant in your head. You hadn’t necessarily devoted yourself to anyone in particular. You had slept with Ezmil at the Tiefling party, although neither of you had sex. It was just more of a calm night of banter and wine.

You found him sitting on a stone, overlooking the dark water.

“I'm sorry.” He spoke before you could, but he wouldn’t look at you still.

It took a moment for you to think of what to say. He was about to kill you, but he didn’t want to, but he was going to, but-… shit. You spoke before you could make up your mind.

“I know. It’s-… It’s not your fault.” You spoke, words softly spilling from your lips. It was so much more complex, and blaming him for something he couldn’t necessarily help wouldn’t be good, but you couldn’t baby him.

Big brown eyes drifted over to you and he sighed.

“I think I should leave.” The words were quiet enough but loud enough for you to hear the Oathbreaker’s words.

It felt so overwhelming. As much as being the leader of the camp was nice, it was stressful. You knew that you would have to deal with this as camp with everyone else because it wasn’t a secret.

You remembered how excited Ezmil was to have Alfira in camp, smiling with those sharp teeth when she suggested staying with your party. You remembered the scared look in Ezmil’s eyes when everyone woke up that faithful morning. He didn’t try and hide Alfira’s body, and he said it was probably him. There had been a few of your companions that suggested that you kick him out, and you thought about it for a second. But, the look of pure guilt in his eyes made you rethink. How would it be if it were you? How would you feel if you couldn’t control how you reacted to such things?

Now you have to make a decision. You couldn’t be too sweet, but you weren’t about to scream at him.

“… I-,” you dared not look up at his eyes, because they might break your heart, “I need to talk with the others at camp, and we’ll go from there.” You said, and you were proud of how your tone came out.

“I understand,” Ezmil mumbled, and he got up and was ready to follow.

You were anxious to see how it would go. Ezmil had built up a pretty good relationship with everyone, almost everyone smiled when they saw the himbo of a tiefling coming to talk.

After gathering up everyone, you laid out what had happened. Your eyes always drifted over to Ezmil, cautiously and in care.

Lae’zel was the first to speak. “I say we allow him to stay. He has shown great restraint.” She turned to speak directly to Ezmil. “Control your urges before they control you.”

Ezmil nodded, eyes wide as he kept popping his fingers and messing with his clothes.

Wyll and Karlach next, but Wyll spoke first. “We need to find out what this is and we can get you help.” Karlach had walked right over to Ezmil and was hugging him, speaking in infernal. “Xe clas, xe clas. Iz’w qalli ky acih. Wy’dd oryy haf orap zmuw, xe erapuwy.”

Ezmil was quick to wrap back around Karlach and damn near cried in her arms.

Gale and Astarion both agreed with what Lae’zel and Wyll had said before and kinda just stood there. Gale more nervously, while Astarion was slightly amused.

Halsin spoke last. “I know not what plagues you, my friend. But, I trust that you will continue to control yourself and we can help you.”

It went better than expected, and everyone went back to their tents, although with more caution. Leaving you and Ezmil alone.

Ezmil spoke, “Thank you. Thank you. I’m so sorry about everything, and-, I just,” he fumbled with words for a moment before sighing. “I'm sorry if I came on strong when I woke you up and I told you it was the person I love most. I completely understand if you don’t like me that way or you despise me, I won’t blame you or anything-“

You were quick to hush him, a hand over his mouth.

“Ezmil. I don’t hate you, no one here does.” You spoke with a purpose. “And,… I think I like you as well.”

You removed your hand, nothing was on your hand but you still wiped it on your pant leg. Ezmil stared at you and a stupid smile was forming on his lips.

“Thank you… could I sleep with you tonight?” Ezmil asked, too lost in his happiness to realize his words.

You snorted a laugh but nodded. “Yeah, just don’t try and murder me this time.” Perhaps that wasn’t the best choice of words as you watched his face fall. “Sorry, too soon?”

Ezmil laughed, “S’ okay. Your tent or mine?” Ezmil asked.

You shrugged but you began walking to your tent, and Ezmil followed intently. You moved some things and made some room for him to lie down easier.

Before you knew it, you were both cuddling. Ezmil had his arms wrapped around you and his face in your neck. And you didn’t mind, he was warm but not sweaty. His horns weren’t too bad either, they were cool on your cheek but weren’t poking you.

Whatever came in the morning would come.

#bg3 #bg3 fanfic #The Dark Urge x reader #baldurs gate x reader #baldurs gate 3 #he baldurs on my gate till I three #oc x reader #so silly

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letcaleslack · 2 years

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Cale and co in Korea Part 13

This high-school drop-out can’t teach

[Part 1]

On rested her head on her forearms and watched the people gathered around the dining table. Hong was sitting next to her and tracing the korean letters Choi Han had drawn on a sheet. On’s own sheet laid already finished before her. Raon was across from them and enthusiastically writing a list of questions about the korean language he was planning to ask Cale. On didn’t tell him that Cale wouldn’t appreciate that.

Beacrox had left the lesson early to prepare dinner, Ron was helping him. Rosalyn and Eruhaben were having a stilted conversation in korean. The ancient dragon had quickly absorbed the language and was now helping Rosalyn. On thought that dragons really were special. Not that she didn’t already know before, but she felt it more directly in that moment. She could barely keep the letters straight, remembered only a handful of words and could only speak sentences like “Hello, my name is On” and “I’m 13 years old”. Raon and Eruhaben meanwhile could converse fluently and had memorised the alphabet in what felt like an instant.

Everyone else was far away from being able to understand this world’s language. It didn’t help that Choi Han was as good a language instructor as he was an actor. There was a reason Raon was writing that list. It was because Choi Han didn’t know the answer to most of his questions. He’d looked embarrassed as he explained that it had been a long time since he’d been in school and while could still speak korean fluently, he didn’t remember any rules the language had.

On sighed. “I wonder when Cale is coming back.”

Eruhaben and Rosalyn stopped talking. Choi Han also looked up from where he was correcting Lock’s work sheet.

Rosalyn smiled. “I expect the young master-nim will be back in time for dinner. His work shift cannot reasonably be longer than that.”

Hong scowled and traced the next letter more forcefully. “I don’t understand why he has to work. We should just smack some bad guys and loot them dry.”

Eruhaben cleared his throat. “While I agree, I think Cale isn’t actually working for money’s sake. That punk … there’s no way he would do honest work with that personality of his.” He met Choi Han’s gaze. “That work … it must be a part of Cale’s plan.”

Choi Han frowned. “Why are you looking at me like that, Eruhaben-nim?”

Eruhaben: “Don’t you know what Cale is up to?”

Choi Han answered with a stoic face. “I don’t. Cale hasn’t told me anything.”

Everyone believed him. Choi Han had very obvious tells when he was lying and he had just spoken normally.

Thankfully a certain black dragon was much better at lying and avoiding blurting out secrets. Cale had told him to keep the meeting with Rok Soo a secret so he was doing that, just as he had kept Cale’s transmigration a secret.

Eruhaben: “Then can you guess what Cale’s plan is?”

Choi Han had been thinking about that for a while. However, he wasn’t actually familiar with this world. What little information he got from Jung Soo’s memories was outdated by now. He had a few ideas, but – “Cale is unpredictable. It could be anything.”

Eruhaben sighed heavily. “Isn’t that just right? He does the craziest shit.” He clenched his fist and looked down at it with an intense stare. “I don’t like that he’s out alone. There’s no one to stop him when he gets a stupid idea.”

Everyone’s expression darkened as they remembered Cale stabbing himself with the world tree’s dagger.

Raon flared up. “That won’t happen again! The human promised! And I’ve made a lot of progress learning korean so I can soon help the human out! Ah, but it would be even earlier if Choi Han were a better teacher.”

No one objected Raon’s assessment of Choi Han’s teaching. Choi Han’s shoulders slumped and he lowered his head. Lock patted him comfortingly on the shoulder.

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On the way back home from work Cale stepped by a bookshop and picked up a couple books on the korean language as well as childrens’ picture books. The children didn’t have any toys right now and Cale would rather pay for the books than have them bother him.

As Cale opened the front door he could hear many feet approaching.

Raon flew straight at him, stopped just before hitting him and gently grasped his jacket with his paws. “HUMAN!”

On and Hong also ran up to him and rubbed their faces on his legs. The adults and Lock also gathered in the entrance, but stayed a few metres back.

Cale: “Did something happen?”

Ron smiled benignly. “Everything was peaceful, young master-nim. This butler wasn’t able to catch any rabbits.”

Why did he sound regretful? And wasn’t the hunter much more dangerous than a rabbit? Cale frowned. “I see.”

He observed the group and his gaze zeroed in on Choi Han who looked very exhausted. It was a big difference from the usually energetic swordsman.

Beacrox: “Dinner is nearly finished. I’ll go set the table.”

Cale: “Perfect timing.”

Beacrox turned around and left for the kitchen. Lock followed him, saying he’d help.

Cale looked down at the children averaging 10-years-old. They were looking at him with expectant gazes. He tried to unpluck Raon from himself. Raon tightened his grip.

Maybe they had somehow anticipated that he’d bought them a gift? Children could be strangely perceptive.

Cale pried one of Raon’s paws off his chest and closed it around the bag with children’s books. “That’s for you, On and Hong.”

As expected, Raon let go and held the bag with both paws, staring at it in wonder. On and Hong also focused on the bag and moved away from Cale.

Cale stepped forward and gave the other bag to Choi Han. “I thought that would be useful for you.”

He moved past the group until he came up to Ron.

The butler spoke up as Cale passed him. “How was your day, young master-nim?”

Cale immediately stopped at the calm and somewhat frightening voice. He thought back on the boring lecture, the overheating due to using record, hearing and smelling the difficult pooping session of Ma’s secretary before he could flee, then replacing that secretary and doing coffee and copying runs.

Cale answered with his usual stoic face and voice. “As good as a work day can be.”

Ron chuckled and Cale quickly fled from that creepy sound.

Rosalyn kneed down before the children. “What did the young master-nim get you?”

The children were gathered on the floor and each held a book.

Hong: “They’re korean story books!” He could easily tell from the illustrated covers.

On looked toward Choi Han. “Did you also get story books?”

Choi Han was staring at the books in his hand with a difficult expression. They had titles like “Korean for Dummies”, “Korean Grammar and Phonetics Part 1” and “Korean Language Workbook”.

Choi Han sighed. “Haaa … Cale-nim, he really … ” He shook his head and smiled faintly. Cale had anticipated that he’d have difficulties teaching and found something to help him.

#tcf #trash of the count's family #cale and co in korea

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tastybluesprite · 2 years

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HII ‹𝟹 absolutely loving your byler fics rn, soo i was wondering if you could write smth with them or maybe with el and will bc i’m still not over the “we’re her brothers, we’re family” AAAA, maybe with el being curious with what was wrong with will at the beginning of the fourth season and trying to get info from him to know why he was being weird lately, or smth like that

only if you want to ‹𝟹 ‹𝟹 ‹𝟹 have the loveliest day !

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HIIII omggg finally got a stranger things request I couldn’t be happier!!!! I loved the idea of Eleven and Will being able to bond as siblings. I know you also mentioned wanting Byler but I put some small hints referring to Byler and stuff so I hope that’s ok haha. I hope you enjoy the fic! Have a great day to you too!

Warning: This is purely and absolutely platonic. Eleven and Will are siblings and I’ve written it as such.

Summery: Eleven notices something off about Will. So she gets him to admit it the only way she knows she can.

Will had been acting…. strange. Eleven wasn’t used to living with two other brothers though, so she wasn’t sure whether it could be considered normal behavior for him or not. He seemed to daydream sometimes, like at dinner he’d be in a daze, and would have this look that made him seem he was love sick… like he was missing someone.

“Um… Will?” Eleven knocked on her adoptive brothers bedroom door. “Yeah” she heard Wills voice answer from inside the room, hinting to her that she was permitted to enter. She walked in and saw him laying on his bed. He seemed to be reading a book. He sat up and smiled “El, what’s up?”

Eleven walked towards the bed and sat down. Her eyes fell on an unfinished painting “Will is that a new painting you’re making?” She asked, pointing to the painting. Will gave a small little gasp of surprise that it got noticed and quickly got up to turn the painting around. “It’s nothing.” He said quickly as he sat back down.

“Will… you’ve been acting strange.” She said bluntly. Will looked at her with confusion “acting strange? Me? In what way?”

Eleven answered “well… you seem to daydream a lot. Like you’re always thinking about something.. but it’s happy. And sometimes a little sad. Like you miss someone.”

Will thought for a moment and then realization seemed to fall on him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” he said, his face growing rather red. Eleven raised an eyebrow, she began having a moment of realization herself. Was Will… in love?”

“Who is it?” She asked him. Wills eyes widened a bit at the sudden question. “W-what?”

“You have a crush on someone. Who is it?” She said, asking the question again. Will couldn’t hide his face glowing red now, “n-no I don’t!” Eleven had to hold back her giggles at how cute Will was, acting so embarrassed like this. “Joyce tells me that your ears get red when you’re lying. You are lying to me!”

Without another word Eleven tackled Will to the bed and had him straddled by the waist. “E-El get off!” Will protested, but in a way that told her he wasn’t that bothered by it. “Admit you’re in love!” She declared playfully. Will sensed the playfulness “never!!!” He fired back with a grin. “Wiiiilllll…” she said slowly in a teasing sing song voice, wiggling her fingers in his direction. Wills eyes widened and broke into giggles of anticipation, “Ehel! No! Dohont yohou dahAHARE!!”

She had caught him mid sentence by a squeeze to his sides. Will tried grabbing at Elevens wrists but when he tried to pull she would give a squeeze to his sides, causing his arms to give out and be unable to get a grip. “Last chance Will…” she said with a grin, “I already told you no! AH!”

He ended the sentence with a high pitched yelp and dissolved into a fit of giggles as she began to lightly scratch at his underarms. But Eleven knew she could make him laugh way louder than that.

It wasn’t until Eleven began digging her fingers into his belly that he erupted into bright and bubbly laughter. “Ehehehel dohohohont!!!!” He protested. He tried to pull her arms off of him, but it was too late. After a while she ceased to give him a break “You ready to admit you’re in love now?” She asked. “I already told you I’m not in love!” He protested. She noticed his ears going red again and she knew he was lying.

“Fine… you give me no other choice but to resort to more affective measures.” She said. Eleven knew his worst spot, Will knew Eleven knew his worst spot. His eyes widened, “E-El… no.. not there.. El please.” He pleaded, shaking his head.

It was too late though, as her fingers began digging into his lowest ribs. “EHEHEHEL WAHAHAHAIT” Will absolutely shrieked with laughter “I CAHAHAHANT!”

“Admit it!” She exclaimed. “FIHIHIHIHINE” he gave up. She slowed the tickling down to a stop. “Fihine ihm ihin lohve” he admitted through left over giggles. His cheeks bright red from the embarrassment of it. Eleven smiled and pinched his cheek lightly, to which Will gave a giggle to, and she got off of him.

“Are you going to tell me who?” She said not a a few seconds later. “No..” he said, cautiously putting his arms around himself to protect his body in case she attacked again. Eleven laughed “I’m joking you don’t have to. I just wanted to make sure you were ok.”

Will smiled “Thank you Eleven. You’re the best.”

#stranger things #will byers #eleven #willel #tickling #tickle fic #fanfiction #sprite🥤#stranger things fanfic #ticklish!will #lee!will #ler!eleven #siblings #sibling bonding #I love them so much

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sednonamoris · 9 months

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oh my god i know i'm spamming you but.. houndprice has done something to me and i need to like. talk about your fics because they have made me SO deranged and insane and like... yeah...

FIRST... vienna waits for you?!?!?! the thing in that little drabble you posted about hound holding his guts into him... im howling at the moon BRJGFOEIJF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ALSOOOO!!! seeing the lines that you'd posted screenshots of (like price and the commercial or hound getting teased for their callsign) I WAS SOOO GIDDY AND SMILEY TO SEE THEM RJBFNSIKWJIUJFEUWF coming home and seeing that this was posted had me so excited i had to run a whole lap around my room and then sit back down to read it 😭😭

and the way you actually know how to write about military operations properly is both so interesting and adds to the immersion of the fic SO MUCH.. i never even bother to do research or anything but with the way it was handled in vienna was so interesting to me :3

price being described as broad.. the mentions of his eyes... tojwiojfoied... the STUBBLE? you're driving me up the fucking WALLL i adore them so so so so SOO much 😭 it's genuinely my favorite fanfic of all time and i'm so sorry for spamming your notifs but i'm so passionate about hound and price they mean the entire world and more to me

your writing is amazing and i just wanted to ramblleeee :3 have a good day fran !!!!!!! (also i'm sorry if i repeated anything 😭)

me when i think about hound and price 💯

you never have to apologize for spamming my notifs bc the fact that anyone at all enjoys my fics blows my mind!! i have never enjoyed any media a normal amount ever!!

hound and price are my war criminal babygirls and i am as obsessed with them as they are obsessed with each other 🥰 describing price through the eyes of characters that are at least a little bit in love with him is one of my top 10 passions and i’m soooo glad you enjoyed the action and the military mission aspect of vienna waits for you bc it killed me to write i was definitely lying out of my ass shdkfkgl the only things i really looked into were what a certain branch of the irish military was called and what they referred to their fancy uniforms as bc i knew it wasn’t also going to be dress blues like in the states lol

THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for reading and enjoying my writing - any time you want to talk about it or any of the coyprice stuff you’re working on my dms are open!! i hope you have a great day too!!! 🩷💕💞💓💗💖💘💝

#asks #meowtavish #any time i write about these two the hound trance takes over #tysm for the ask im so honored that you love them!!#hellhound

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I need to vent. Today around 12 I started to feel pain in the upper part of my stomach/beneath solar plexus. I then spread to the rest of my stomach, so I had pain all over. At the beginning it was something I could handle. But it just got worse and worse, so about an hour later I had to lie down and curl into a ball. It felt like my stomach and intestines where cramping and sometimes shooting sharp pain. I staggered in to the kitchen to take a pain killer and went quickly back to lie down. I also started getting very bad pain/cramps in my lower belly, it felt like the kind of period cramps I have had a couple of times when it hurts so bad that I almost pass out or throw up. So I was lying on the sofa not really able to move while both having way felt like the worst period cramps and a stomach ache and cramps that filled my entire body with pain and cramping from under my breasts to my pelvis. I even felt nauseous. I lay there for an hour or so, not being able to do or focus on anything other than managing my pain and breathing, wanting to distract myself with my phone or tv but not being able to focus and being too overwhelmed. Then the pain killer seems to start working very slowly and in waves where I’m for short amount of times are relieved from the acute stabbing pain and “only” feel a mild kind of constant pain, that honestly feels amazing when you contrast it with worse pain. But the painkiller never really works well enough for me to be able to even just sit up. So I have to ask my mom to bring me another pain killer. She does and she shows sympathy towards me and puts a blanked over me. Well I lay there for another hour or two, and slowly the pain gets less and the “period cramping” stops. Now at 17 I’m able to sit up and walk around slowly and carefully, still with a mild stomach pain all over and super scared that I’ll do anything that might trigger the pain to get worse again. And my mom says to me “sometimes the pain get worse when you focus on it so much, maybe try to go for a walk?” And I know she’s just trying to help, but it just makes me feel like my pain isn’t bad enough and that I’m doing it wrong or am too lazy or that I’m too sensitive so that I can’t move for several hours because of a mysterious stomachache. And it makes me angry because I feel like I have to defend myself, and I just know she’ll be annoyed with me soon for not being all normal and happy and pain free again, making me feel like I’m manipulating her by telling her how much it hurts and how little I can do at the moment. I didn’t even want to ask her to help me by giving me another pain killer, it took me at least half an hour to psyk myself up to ask her because I don’t want her to see me like this and I don’t want to have to ask for help when I’ll be meet with fake care and sympathy only used as a means to make me stop being difficult faster. It just makes me so angry and sad, and I feel so alone and like I can never lean on anybody or receive genuine care from anyone. And other than that, I have been soo fucking scared from this random pain! I have no idea where or why it came, it’s probably nothing, and even if I try to go to a doctor they’ll just tell me I’m being overly sensitive and have a low pain tolerance and then they won’t be able to find anything, and I’ll feel like I’m just a crazy hypochondriac. But it scares me so much that such overwhelming pain can just appear about if nowhere so suddenly making me feel like my organs are trying to explode or stab themselves, it’s so scary to feel so much pain and not being able to get away from it and painkillers that only work half good or less and takes at least an hour to set in. but it seems like I’ll just have to live with it.

If you hit a pain level where you can barely move or think, then you should see a doctor. And I am saying this well aware that many doctors aren't particularly helpful. Still, a 9 or a 10 on the pain scale is something you need to see a doctor about if you don't know why it's happening. So please take it seriously if this happens again. Even if your mom isn't as concerned as she should be.

#chat with kat #health risk tw #health anxiety tw #invalidation tw #ableism tw

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taceolsaol · 2 years

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Some Magnus Archives post season 1, pre season 2 thoughts.

1. Love the whole main squad, although somethings wrong with Sasha and I’m finding it hard to believe they caught every worm in time. If Prentiss is actually dead (doubtful), I’m definitely not convinced the worms are fully handled

2. Elias is too willing to overlook the actions of donors, a little concerning.

3. So Gertrude was shot and Jonathan suspects someone in the institute. We don’t know a whole lot of people very well at this point. Assuming Jonathan isn’t lying, its not him. Martin found the body that someone seemed to be hiding/storing so probably not him. Tim and Sasha have seemed pretty normal up until now. There are other people working there but we don’t know much about them. That really leaves Elias as the most suspicious one, but that also feels maybe too obvious.

4. There are a lot of connected interests already that are a threat. I had to make a digital version of one of those evidence board things to keep track. Leitner, Keay, the closed eye cult, the shipping company, they alluded to the Angler Fish still being an issue, all the bugs, the Lukas family. I’m sure I didn’t list a bunch, but the Institute has some people to keep an eye on.

5. I loved Jonathan and Martin’s little heart-to-heart when they thought they were gonna die. Cute. Also Martin saying he can’t leaving meaning he’s too curious and invested and Jon immediately being like, that’s ghost behavior. Seriously this man has been trying to find holes in every statement, but Martin says he can’t leave (when he has clearly left the premises) and Jonathan assumes he died there. I will never be able to take him seriously again.

6. Jonathan needs to chill. Martin and Sasha both put themselves in danger because they knew he wouldn’t trust them otherwise. He obviously cares; he just needs to show it more or he’s gonna lose them.

7. I love Martin. That is a adorable, awkward man and he is great! Jon better stop being such an ass to him, I think Martin proved himself with this whole thing.

8. This fandom is everywhere and avoiding spoilers is soo hard 😭 but the podcast has been so fun so far!

#i need to rant about it somewhere #i cant belive it too me this long to listen #the magnus archives #the magnus archives spoilers #tma spoilers #martin blackwood #jonathan sims #elias bouchard

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mlobsters · 26 days

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supernatural s1e6 skin (w. john shiban)

an effective teaser, having dean be the bad man doing bad things to that nice lady. bummer again with the netflix music sub, should be in-a-gadda-da-vida by iron butterfly which has a very particular vibe but we got this serviceable good deal by mommy and daddy instead. (cheesy start but) not the worst, not great.

DEAN Alright, I figure we’d hit Tucumcari by lunch, then head south, hit Bisbee by midnight. Sam wears women’s underwear. SAM I’ve been listenin’, I’m just busy.

can't get anything by sammy boy. transcription says palm pilot, but it's a palm treo 650 i believe 🤓

reports from my initial watch - baby stylus! still laughing about that one. heady days of weird smartphones

speaking of laughing, [email protected] haha

DEAN You’re kidding. You still keep in touch with your college buddies? SAM Why not? DEAN Well, what exactly do you tell ‘em? You know, about where you’ve been, what you’ve been doin’? SAM I tell ‘em I’m on a road trip with my big brother. I tell ‘em I needed some time off after Jess. DEAN Oh, so you lie to ‘em. SAM No. I just don’t tell ‘em….everything. DEAN Yeah, that’s called lying. I mean, hey, man, I get it, tellin’ the truth is far worse.

he'd know *cough* cassie

SAM So, what am I supposed to do, just cut everybody out of my life? You’re serious? DEAN Look, it sucks, but in a job like this, you can’t get close to people, period. SAM You’re kind of anti-social, you know that? DEAN Yeah, whatever.

revise that to can't get close to people not in the life, and even then it's rather hazardous for their health. but even if you're not divulging everything, it's good to have friendly contacts in a normal universe where you're not being tracked and hunted by demons and whatever

SAM They’re in St. Louis. We’re goin’. (DEAN chuckles.) DEAN Look, sorry ‘bout your buddy, okay? But this does not sound like our kind of problem. SAM It is our problem. They’re my friends. DEAN St. Louis is four hundred miles behind us, Sam.

standing his ground then folded in 2 seconds. can't resist the face

little wine mom moment on the counter there. "when in doubt add more wine"

so sam's close enough with them that he's in a picture on the fridge, but we never hear of them before or after this episode :p soo la voo or whatever

SAM Hey, Bec, can we take those beers now? REBECCA Oh, sure. SAM Hey. Maybe some sandwiches, too? REBECCA What do you think this is, Hooters? DEAN I wish.

good answer, bex. i laughed. also eyeroll at the obligatory piggishness of getting her out of the room by asking to be waited on and hooters business :p

watching this conversation about the glowing eyes again just upon reflection, knowing that supposedly there's this whole world of hunting and documentation and knowledge out there and they're having to brute force figure everything out themselves realtime, that they're running into things that dean never heard of even in the time he has been hunting with john... it's just a lot to consider

DEAN I still don’t know what we’re doin’ here at 5:30 in the morning.

another thing i've had on the slate to paint since i watched it originally, grumpy grumbly dean with his coffee and baby

it is REALLY bright for 5:30am :p sunrise in st louis missouri in march is ~6:30am :P 100% doesn't matter but this is not the first time i noticed some impossible sunlight hours lol of course i can't find it. it involved a boat.

SAM Shapeshifter? (DEAN shrugs.) Something that can make itself look like anyone? DEAN Every culture in the world has a shapeshifter lore. You know, legends of creatures who can transform themselves into animals or other men. SAM Right, skinwalkers, werewolves.

this one doesn't get a unique name though i guess? just shapeshifter. i was thinking they called them shifters, but maybe it's the true blood terminology leaking in again

DEAN I hate to say it, but that’s exactly what I’m talkin’ about. You lie to your friends because if they knew the real you, they’d be freaked. It’s just—it’d be easier if— SAM If I was like you. DEAN Hey, man, like it or not, we are not like other people.

and other first watch screenshots. you can assume from here on out that any sort of earnest brotherly interaction i took screenshots the first time around as well :p freaks together forever

sam's underwear #2 (#1)

also *shudder* at sam walking around the sewers in his ripped up dragging pants and sneakers. perhaps the stapled jeans (couldn't find a non-tinhat post version of this story so be forewarned) :p

laughing at all these people casually walking by on an evening stroll with no reaction to sam and dean climbing out the sewer. nothing to see here!

your canada is showing, show!

sweaty betty with light eyes lookin good even if he's an evil monster

SAM You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt. SHAPESHIFTER Yeah, it’s better. What do you want me to do, cry? SAM You’re not my brother.

now this is the sam and dean i know *bangs pots and pans together* i hate in later (and not even much later, like swap meat) seasons when no one notices that hey sam is acting really fucking squirrelly or SOULLESS. ugh.

from my 5x12 swap meat recap

not in any universe, especially when sam has been possessed before, do i believe that dean winchester is not going to notice sam behaving so differently. you don't get every demon, monster and psychiatrist within a 50 mile radius calling out your codependent relationship with your brother and not notice some bumbling teenager is behind the wheel of his body.

extended rant on how they handled soulless in 6x01

SHAPESHIFTER I swear, the more I learn about you and your family—I thought I came from a bad background. SAM What do you mean, learn? SHAPESHIFTER He’s sure got issues with you. You got to go to college. He had to stay home. I mean, I had to stay home. With Dad. You don’t think I had dreams of my own? But Dad needed me. Where the hell were you? SAM Where is my brother? SHAPESHIFTER I am your brother. See, deep down, I’m just jealous. You got friends. You could have a life. Me? I know I’m a freak. And sooner or later, everybody’s gonna leave me. SAM What are you talkin’ about? SHAPESHIFTER You left. Hell, I did everything Dad asked me to, and he ditched me, too. No explanation, nothin’, just poof. Left me with your sorry ass.

wonder how much groundwork this laid for our ideas about dean's abandonment issues. it becomes clear too when it's actually dean, like in 1x16 shadow where he wants so badly for sam to stay with him and not go back to school when everything's over. and how that keeps coming up. and of course sam runs away periodically. that little cycle felt like it might never end. not a ship thing they just legit needed couples therapy but slap another name on it to save face. disasters

SAM Yeah, it’s me. He went to Rebecca’s, lookin’ like you. DEAN Well, he’s not stupid. He picked the handsome one. (SAM gives him a confused look, then continues to work through his ropes.)

dear transcriptionist, forever thankful for everyone who did this work, but i beg to differ regularly on their described expressions. this is a bitch face glare if i've ever seen one :p

SHAPESHIFTER Maybe. Evolution is about mutation, right? So, maybe this thing was born human but was different. Hideous and hated. Until he learned to become someone else.

well we know shifter babies are adorable from 6x02

SAM Yeah, that’s the thing. He didn’t just look like you, he was you. Or he was becoming you. DEAN What do you mean? SAM I don’t know, it was like he was downloading your thoughts and memories. DEAN You mean, like the Vulcan mind meld? SAM Yeah, somethin’ like that. I mean, maybe that’s why he doesn’t just kill us. DEAN Maybe he needs to keep us alive. Psychic connection.

trying to recall other shifter episodes. the bank thing he was just killing the people before assuming their form iirc (2x12)

SHAPESHIFTER It’s funny. I kind of understand him. He’s all alone—close to no one. All he wants is for someone to love him. He’s like me. You know, everybody needs a little human touch now and then. It’s so hard to be different. REBECCA You should go.

sometimes it's the little things in a show like this that actually hit home in a realistic way that for me are so much more upsetting. that feeling being the more vulnerable person around a man and he's starting to do things you're not comfortable with and knowing the power balance is heavily in his favor. jackles did a good job being uncomfortably creepy

the relatively rare (in this show, at least) jackles shirtless situation

another bad netflix music replacement, when the shapeshifter is fleeing the cops it's supposed to be filter's hey man, nice shot (i had this cd (or tape?) and literally only remember this song)

laughing though at the lyrics in the replacement song, "I don't wanna be a freak show pretty boy anymore" little on the nose for dean/shapeshifting out of a dean meatsuit

they really decided to go all-in on the gore of this transformation. two cuts to his teeth pinging out of their sockets. kept the samulet on too so the cord is gonna be all goopy :|

do places still do this?

DEAN The thought of him drivin’ my car. SAM All right, come on. DEAN It’s killin’ me. SAM Let it go.

silly, but cute. sam trying to placate him

SAM Look, they can’t hold me. Just go, keep out of sight. Meet me at Rebecca’s. Dean. Stay out of the sewers alone. I mean it! DEAN Yeah, yeah!

DEAN: I’m sorry, Sam. But you know me—I just can’t wait.

😑

SHAPESHIFTER Murder in the first of his own brother? He’ll be hunted the rest of his life. I must say, I will be sorry to lose this skin. Your brother’s got a lot of good qualities. You should appreciate him more than you do.

back when the show was fresh and the threats felt threatening. and who's to say sam doesn't appreciate him, did he mind meld with sam too

SHAPESHIFTER Not bad, little brother. SAM You’re not him. SHAPESHIFTER Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass.

okay fake dean, not like being 4 years older had anything to do with that :p

laughing at the way she's cradling sam's head. boy's always getting choked! plenty of time for someone to save the day though. and good thing they cut away when dean went to retrieve the amulet, effects were not gonna hold up an interaction with the body :p

some kind of 00s outfit she's got there

SAM No. REBECCA Did Jessica know? SAM No, she didn’t. REBECCA Must be lonely. SAM Oh, no. No, it’s not so bad. Anyway, what can I do? It’s my family. REBECCA Well, you know, Zack and me, and everybody at school—we really miss you. SAM Yeah, me too. REBECCA Well, will you call sometime? SAM It might not be for a little while.

(or ever) this storyline was rough, the whole sam wanting out thing. creeping toward the eventual conclusion that he wants to hunt, wants to be with dean. but it took a long ass time to get there.

DEAN Sorry, man. SAM About what? DEAN I really wish things could be different, you know? I wish you could just be….Joe College. SAM No, that’s okay. You know, the truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in. DEAN Well, that’s ‘cause you’re a freak. SAM Yeah, thanks. DEAN Well, I’m a freak, too. I’m right there with ya, all the way. SAM Yeah, I know you are.

freaks together forever and ever amen ♥️

freak became such a loaded word with this show over time. funny seeing sam roll with it now

good fucking grief this got long. there's just so much notable stuff in the early seasons and well, now i have a whole series worth of references i can point to while watching.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spnrewatch #spn 1x06 #sam's underwear #john shiban #sam and dean mush

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lyctorism · 2 years

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i’m going to say, and i’m sorry to keep reiterating on this, but allison absolutely completely deserved to have an absolute breakdown after the toll everything had been taking on her psyche. i completely believe in that wholeheartedly, and i support her, but i just wish she had pivoted. just a little bit. away. from her family. like diego taking her to the bar and going just hog fucking wild on those racists. good great awesome that was perfect. allison taking it out on five and viktor and that poor old man literally wrapped in a blankie............... like I don’t know. like I don’t blame her entirely I just wish she’d turned a little to the left. like just. like a little in another direction. any other direction. preferably towards reginald. you know. instead of joining his side. you know. i don’t know.

and it’s definitely just a response like any other, like every one else had. whether it was five with his “retirement” and his binge drinking, his alcoholism, his “getting fucked up beyond recognition”. or luther with his locking up viktor after finding out dad sent him to the moon for nothing, or his getting involved with Jack and the fighting, or his getting married. or viktor with lashing out and destroying the academy. or diego and trying to save jfk at almost all costs to prove something to dad, to himself, to anyone. klaus with his drug abuse, with trying to have a relationship with alternate reggie. like we could fault everyone else for these responses (and some people still do) but we don’t generally, and it like. shows. when everyone does with allison because it’s the most recent, and we haven’t really seen her recover from these decisions yet, or attempt to.

anyway i hope the working theory of allison being dead in the next season and the other siblings (mainly klaus, for obvious reasons) getting their powers back and trying to bring her back works out. like that would be *so* killer. allison realizing she’s just in her happy place, in the void, like we saw with klaus and luther in the last episode, and the siblings realizing they can’t find allison. and she doesn’t technically exist. would be soooooooooooo. like i would be soo normal about it. (lying)

#allison you're not a bad guy just. a guy. doing bad things.#long post #percy talks

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lyssxxa · 2 years

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Throughout all the suffering I kept delaying it by having hope and being in denial, feeling like I can find a way to still be with you, find a way to make it work, be able to get over this. Today every last shred of hope has died and I’ve accepted that I’ve been in denial too long and I need to start the process of moving on and healing. I feel absolutely destroyed. I feel hopeless and like I’ll never love anyone as much as I’ve loved you, that no man can ever compare to you, no man will ever be the same. All the inside jokes being over. All the memories coming to an end. Living with just the emptiness. I need to start living a life without you, but what a miserable world this is without you by my side. I even tried to cook something and had a breakdown because I couldn’t open a jar, and normally you’d be here to do it for me. Then I had a breakdown thinking of all the meals I’ll cook and new recipes I will make without even being able to show you and eat it with you. Every single part of my life has just become so hard now you that I’m accepting you’re gone.

I still had notifications on my phone screen from you. Even my phone is going to take time to adjust to you not being in my life anymore. I hate going on WhatsApp and seeing you in my chats or recent contacts. Just makes my heart sink to see them. Part of me feels like I can’t wait till these things are gone but then I know when they’re gone I will feel even more sad because then it’s accepting that you’re fully gone. And there isn’t even any traces of you having been in my life at all.

What kills me is that I’m grieving you but I’m not even the only one. There’s a divorce happening. I feel like my world is ending and heart is crushed because I’m the one going through a breakup but there’s a whole divorce happening. I was never the only woman this whole time. There was a whole other woman and marriage in the picture this entire time. The whole relationship was just fake and lies.

There was another woman suffering at the same time as me. Just devastating beyond words. I can’t imagine how you would feel if you were to be the one to suffer like this. If you were the one who was truthful the whole time and I was the one who betrayed you like this. Especially if you were my age at the time and all this happened to 25 year old you. You just wouldn’t cope. Something would have broken inside of you that would never ever be repaired. Only then you’d feel my pain. I don’t wish this pain on anybody.

I feel numb and worthless. Is this really the world we live in?

Deep down in my heart I’m trying to find hope. Hope that it’s not always gonna be this way. That I can find you in someone else. Someone where I will be his only woman. And I’ll love the guy as much as I’ve loved you. And the relationship will be the same. I never got the courage to tell you the truth that I was lying about my previous relationships. And this was really my one and only relationship. I tried to confess it but you just didn’t believe it and thought I was making it up but it really has been my first ever relationship. I never trusted a guy before you but this time you just tore down all the walls and trust issues. I had my guard up soo high and didn’t believe a word. Fuck I even knew you were married from day one but you made me believe it wasn’t the case. I used to sit and laugh at myself for ever thinking you were married. I thought to myself ‘you’re not always right’. But I should have listened to my head from day one. Should never have fell for this selfish act. The lies and deceit. Should never have fell in love. That girl I was back then was smarter and better than the girl I am now. I’ve gone backwards. I need to get that girl back. Even though she was miserable and lonely deep down too, the misery was never this bad

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prettytingzz · 2 years

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How about the reader getting their period and it being kinda rough on them. It's okay if that makes uncomfortable. If you don't mind can you add Cody in with your normal line up.

I don’t mind actually😭 so let’s start!

S/o getting their period + Cody

Duncan

Oh poor baby this man does and does not know what to do😭

“Y/n! I didn’t know what you wanted or needed, soo I got all the options I could find!”

You’ll tell him you’re on your cycle but these past two days have been giving you the hardest time in your life.

He’ll check up on you. Get you everything you need. Help you get up cause lord knows those cramps be doing something to us😭🤚🏼

No matter what people say, he's a SOFTIE when it comes to you. He massages the parts of your body that are aching.

While you're in the most uncomfortable position of your life, he'll get you comfortable with the heating pad, pillows, and blankets.

Trent

The best time to start a period is late at night😃

Did you leak through a bit? Yes

You started to get emotional because, for one it’s a lil embarrassing and you’re with Trent😭

But don’t worry sweetie he got it under control. He helps you up and grabs one of his shirts and a pair of shorts for you to change into.

He always keeps feminine hygiene products at his place just in case things like this happen.

When you’re in the bathroom getting yourself together, he takes the sheets off and puts them in the washer and grabs a new pair. He then puts them on the bed getting the bed ready.

He grabs you some water and some pain killers just in case and a heating pad.

You come out. “I-Im sorry…I didn’t know it was going to start..”

He hears you and smiles softly grabbing your hand and taking you to the bed. “It’s ok baby it’s natural and it comes unexpectedly sometimes.” He said, but continued. “I have you some water, painkillers and a heating pad just in case the cramps start immediately.”

Geoff

“Babe…I don’t think I can go to the beach today.”

Geoff literally chokes on his candy and coughs. “Wait!..why?”

“Because it’s that time of the month and I don’t feel like myself. I’m sorry, but I'll make it up to you, baby.”

He couldn’t help but pout and pulls you in his arms. “Well you should’ve said something earlier. Come on so we can get you home and I can pamper you.”

Geoff is the type to be clinging to you when you’re on your period😭

You’re lying in bed. He comes Geoff running in.

“Babe?! Did you call me?”

You⬇️

Shaking your head no.

“Oh…well scoot over I wanna lay with you.” Getting in bed with you.

Cody

Ugh this man right here KNOWS WHAT TO DO

Read books and watched videos asked other people for more info

He’s the type to have your period tracked on his phone Lmaooo

Have all your feminine hygiene products in his bathroom.

Heating pad

Blankets

Fan for when you get hot

All your favorite drinks and snacks he keep just for the days you do have it.

“Cody can I ha-.”he cuts you off and gives you a bag a Doritos.

You smiles happily and eats them. “Thank you baby.”

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!

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luvrlane · 3 years

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problems in the middle of the night | lhs, s

pairing. dom!bf!heeseung x fem!reader

warning/includes. GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT, daddy kink, (slight) bulge kink, (slight) corruption kink, oral fixation, penetration, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), nasty piece of work. but there's a little bit of fluff in it if you squint lol. DO NOT engage in any way if you're a minor.

disclaimer. THIS IS ONLY A WORK OF FICTION.

heeseung wakes up with a breathy moan. his heart raced as did the tent in his pants. great, he's fucking hard.

he glanced over the nightstand beside his bed, clock showing it's 01:51 a.m, and if that isn't the worst thing, it's the fact that he had you in his erotic dreams and now he's hard. you, on the other hand, appeared to be sleeping peacefully beside him, blissfully ignorant to the problem he's currently having.

now what the fuck is he supposed to do? he couldn't go back to sleep nor abandon his hard on even if his life depended on it. he needs to do something about it and he'd admit, he was growing needy. a little help would suffice.

so he started out with his asking for help by kissing your shoulder blades. feeling up your sides, his lips moved to the length of your neck, leaving wet kisses all over his trace. the action made you stir in your sleep. you were a light sleeper, any small disruption is enough to wake you up.

heeseung's lips ghosted on the shell of your ears, pressing a gentle kiss before he called out to you ever so lovingly, "baby. baby," his voice was as gentle as his touch, coaxing you from your deep slumber. "baby, we've got a problem." he cooes, hands now reaching the valley of your breasts, giving one of them a light squeeze.

now you're awake. "heeseung, what is it?" drowsiness was laced in your tone. you fought hard to crack your eyes open. instead of giving you a verbal answer, he opted to pressing his dick onto your hips instead, guiding one of your hands to craddle the tent.

"i'm sorry, baby. i didn't want to wake you." the tip of his pointy nose was tickling your neck now, as he moved down from your ear back to your neck, pressing down light kisses on the expanse.

"but it couldn't be helped." though sleepiness was very much still clouding over you, you knew what he was asking you to tend to.

the amount of love you have for this man is insane.

if being needy wasn't enough, now impatience creeps up on him too. he couldn't wait to get his hands all over you. inside you. but he needed you to give him consent. "can i, baby?" heeseung asked, a little breathy.

a small smile made its way to your face. the limb that sat on his dick reached around until it transitioned to his hair instead. fluffy, fluffy hair, resembling a cloud. you gave it a light ruffle. heeseung naturally leaned more into your touch, loving the way your fingers feel on him. on normal days he's an absolute sucker for your pretty little fingers. he still do, even now, but there's a more preferred place he'd rather have your fingers on. so he asked again, "hm, baby? give me an answer, sweetheart. i need to have you. i want to fuck you nice and slow. right now, baby. i need you right now."

fuck. he was basically pleading. but he couldn't fucking careless. it's weird, you thought. even in this mood, heeseung was able to set butterflies in your stomach. you gave him a small nod, before you decided. "go ahead, daddy."

go ahead, daddy.

daddy.

he's fucked.

heeseung wasted no more second after you gave him an okay. you were already lying halfway on your stomach since before he woke you up, so he climbed over you, nudging your legs apart. your nightgown was riding on your ass now that he's had you spread out prettily for him. he pushed up a leg, and your heart started to drum.

lee heeseung will never not get your heart skipping a beat. even now, even when he's about to prep you, even when he's casting your nightgown to god knows somewhere in the bedroom. you never once uttered a complaint through it all. you let him get his way with you. not because he owns you. but because all the trust and devotion accumulated over the years you spent with him had proven its worthwhile.

so when heeseung spread your dry folds with his fingers, you whimpered. you have just woken up, after all. heeseung played with the nub, fingers never really entering inside you. "daddy.." you moaned out. the waves of pleasure is starting to arrive on the scene. heeseung had his face close to your cunt now, giving the plump lips a light peck, while a finger slowly eased in.

he intended to make you wet first, before anything. and his method so far is successful. a wet muscle licked stripes on your folds, it had you moaning a little louder this time. simultaneously, his one finger pumped in and out of you, while he's licking and sucking your bud.

and now, you're fucked.

your arousal started pooling around your pussy, due to his diligent fixation. heeseung eased a second finger, smearing the wetness around the lips of your cunt. "fuck, daddy. f-feels so good." fuck, fuck, fuck. it felt so, so, soo fucking good. honestly, fuck lee heeseung and his crazy oral fixation.

heeseung hummed a response. he sucked on your folds, with some of your juice sucked in too. his cock is even harder now. lord, you are the death of him.

then something pooled in your stomach. cum, you were going to cum. solely because of his fingers and tongue alone.

heeseung must've sensed this, the way your walls tightened around his three fingers now, as he had added another one just a little while ago. he raised his head, your juice daubed on his chin. "cum, sweetheart. cum on my fingers. then after this cum on my cock. over and over and over again." his words only heightened the feeling inside of you. your face contorted in pleasure, eyebrows knitted together as you bite down your pillow. your legs moved around hastily, you were unable to hold your cum no longer.

heeseung brought his face onto your pussy again. all it took was a lick over your folds, along with the nonstop draws of his thick, long fingers, and then you cummed. heeseung didn't stop his administration. instead, he slowed it down, helping you ride your orgasm. he smiled as he felt your walls are now much softer, more relaxed, ready to take him in.

heeseung withdrew his fingers out of you only to suck on them himself. tasting your cum, which he claimed as the sweetest ever. aside from your lips, that is. "good job, baby." he complimented you, and even with your face flushed out, he managed to get you blushing.

he rose up from his stance, blanket pooling on his legs, and he discarded his boxer, pulling out his god damn well endowed of a cock to give it a few slow stroke. you watched over your shoulder, pussy still spasming from the head he'd just given you. "gonna fuck you now, baby."

he didn't have to say that. if possible, your heart thrummed even harder than before.

with that, heeseung guided his hands onto your hips, pulling your ass back by a bit and raising them in the position he'd dreamt to take you tonight.

the clock is now 02:22 a.m.

he was showing no sign of stopping soon. in fact, lee heeseung had just gotten started.

your cheeks were smushed in the pillow now, given the position. "remember your safe words, baby?"

you gave him a confirming nod.

from there, heeseung pushed his fat cock into your hot, velvety walls. the two of you moaned in unison. the stretch was bearable, remember how he had prepped you with his three equally thick fingers. but it still stings. he was bigger than average, and longer too. god, you fucking love your boyfriend.

"look at it, baby. look how your pretty little hole is accomodating my cock. holy fuck. you're so hot." at this point, heeseung was a goner. "too big, yeah, baby?" though you couldn't see clearly, you could picture his stupid grin.

"too- too big.. but so good.." heeseung loved compliments. especially if it comes from you. especially if it's about him. especially if it's about how he's fucking you so damn sweet. honestly, fuck lee heeseung and his big, fat dick.

heeseung hasn't even entered himself all in. yet you feel so incredibly full already. you swear, you could feel him in your stomach.

he gave you few experimental thrusts at first, to make it easier for him to slide the remaining of his girth home. your moans took a higher pitch. "ah, ah, ah!" and lee heeseung fucking had the nerve to laugh.

your ass is hanging midair, and his dick is moving in and out of you. could this night get even better?

"breathe in and out, sugar. i'm going to bottoms up." you loved the way he's always, always giving you a heads up in whatever he's about to pull next. so you did as you were told, breathing in and out.

your toes curl when you feel heeseung pushing his hips tantalizingly slow into you, feeling every delicious stretch of his length, the veins protuding your walls. you couldn't close your mouth. you're all too fucked out now, and he hasn't even began fucking you properly.

"there we go. that wasn't so hard, was it? that's my girl."

that's my girl.

you're absolutely wrecked.

you were drooling. lee heeseung's dick had you drooling. whimpers were let out from you. you could feel every inch of him and he's filling you up so well.

then he rocked his hips. "daddy!" you yelped, out of both surprise and pleasure. "fuck, fuck! daddy!" the pool of blanket around his legs and yours began to follow his movement. he angled his hips a little higher as his arm rests on your the small back of your waist, pushing your ass down by a bit, and then he pistons inside you. you fucking screamed. "ahhh, daddy!"

"sweetheart. baby. sugar." heeseung groaned out. "your pussy. mine. mine." he punctuated his words with a set of hard thrusts. "only mine." he had you crying for real now. from the position the two of you took, the tip of his dick was abusing your sweet spot continuously. have you ever been fucked so good that you cried from pleasure?

"you. all of you. the whole of you." he declared. his dick is in your stomach now. you're sure of it. when he pulled out his cock, leaving the tip kissing your folds, he muttered, "you're only mine. all mine." and then he dived right back into you.

"yes! yes—ah! ah! y-yours!" you had to drag out the "o" and your hands are balling the sheets. "daddy!" he loved it. he loved hearing you scream. he loved fucking you good. he loved loving you. "and i'm only yours, sweetheart." he whispered, though midway through his sentence, he choked and grunted in pleasure. "until the end of time."

you couldn't contain your moans. not when your boyfriend's thick cock has made a home for itself in your pussy.

"so—good!" look at you. you failed to find it in you to form coherent sentence.

his pace had gotten quicker. he had picked them up, and your folds made a squelching sound from the collective arousal of you and your boyfriend. "uh, uh!" you attempted to wipe the tears from your face, but heeseung had interlocked his fingers with yours before you could even reach your eyes. his other hand was hoisting your hips up in an angle that presses down that exact bundle of nerves in you. your thighs began to shake.

"a mess. you're a me—ss." he stuttered in between his words. it only go so far to prove that this rutting is affecting him too. very intensely.

you let go of his fingers to reach around your back, placing your hand on his pelvis. "y—yellow.." you muttered out.

yellow. a change of position. he smiled and slowed his tempo down.

heeseung had set your bums down, with his dick very much still in you. then, he turned you around so carefully, until your eyes are meeting his. your hair has gotten all over your face, but he didn't mind. he took one leg over his shoulder, and bent down to press a quick kiss on your lips, your inner thighs burning at the action.

now, you're all in his view. your face. your perky, round mounds. chest rising up and down. the curve of your sides. your slick, wet core. still attached to his dick. if you glance down, you could see the wide stretch. luckily for heeseung, he didn't need to glance down, for it's all before him already.

heeseung left a peck on your leg, dangling over his shoulder. he took one of your arms, giving your knuckles a peck, too. and then his hips stirred. "..!" you weren't alarmed. "oh!"

your eyes almost screwed shut due to how deep he's hitting inside of you. the expression you had on was dumb, and there's only one person to blame: fucking lee heeseung. he abandoned his hold on your legs and fingers, his hands now clamming your sides, pressing you down on him.

"fuck, baby. look." following his order, your eyes trailed to where he's looking. your stomach. you could feel his dick moving. no, you could see his dick moving. that seem to drove him even further south. "fucking hell, sweetheart. your cunt is too tiny, the way it stretched at my width. and now i'm reaching your stomach. you're driving me crazy."

as if he wasn't driving you crazy too. you arched your back at his comments and his thrusts, chants of his name falling out of your lips. "da—ddy! ah, ah!" you dragged out the "a", your eyes rolling back. "slow—down!" heeseung's forehead creased, pounding into you like a mad man quelching his thirst, he was unavailable to comply to your request. your commands only made him set his pace quicker.

you're going to cum. heeseung is moving way too rapid, every drag of his cock are designated into assaulting your sweet spot. if you were drooling on your pillow before, now you're drooling in your face.

"eugh! da—ddy," your throat was hoarse from screaming. he could feel the way your walls closed on him. it made him choke, struggling to keep up with his own pace.

"yes, baby? what is it that you need?" the leg on his shoulder is shaking, and you're bucking your hips wildly.

"c—cum.. i need to cum.."

"then cum, baby. all over my cock." was all it took for you to spasm all around his length, coating them with your fluids. heeseung leaned down to leave kisses on your neck while you were chasing your high, muttering praises that were lost in the hazy feeling you were having from pleasure. "that's my girl. good job, baby."

heeseung's hips faltered into a series of slow thrusts. he lied about fucking you nice and slow. none of this was nice nor slow. it was intoxacting, all consuming.

you were in and out of consciousness when heeseung tapped your waist. "stay with me, sweetheart. we're not done yet."

the clock is now 03:49 a.m. on most days, heeseung is a man of words. he keeps his promises and says things from the bottom of his heart. but once in awhile, in cases like tonight, he felt like having a cheat day.

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bangtangalicious · 3 years

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the glow up (7) | pjm, kth

pairing: taehyung x reader, jimin x reader

summary: after going off to college, you & your best friend committed to working out. a year later, the results show, and you cant wait for your hot hometown friends to see you. now all you wanna do is wild out and have lots of sex, and enjoy it without feeling insecure

genre: smut, childhoodfriends!au weightloss!au (is that a thing) friends-to-lovers!au

word count: 6.6k (oops)

warnings: multiple smut scenes, unprotected sex, doggy style, love-making, daddy kink+impreg kink+praise kink if you squint, toxic behavior, cheating, unhealthy relationship dynamics, emotional sex, oral (f receiving), alcohol-abuse, public sex/exhibitionism, a whole lot of kissing

part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 masterlist

“I need to tell you something Tae” Taehyung used to always generally wonder what it would be like to be shot with a gun. He wondered if the pain was quick, or if it was constant. “Jimin asked me out, and I said yes”

Wait. How did he even get here? Taehyung’s vision was blurred. He was not entirely sure he was even conscious, the temperature and humidity exorbitantly high in the enclosed shower. Something carnal had overcome him, as though he saw the opportunity to claim his prize and he ravished for it, pushing aside all inhibitions in the process. That prize was you. But the second you said the words he so badly craved, his heart plummeted. The tone. The look on your face. None of it was right. You had quickly retracted everything you said, barely giving him a minute to relish in it.

He tried to kiss you softly, trying to act like everything was perfect and he was satisfied with you. He tried to suppress the newfound ache he felt deep in his veins, focusing instead on your hot wet body pressed up against him with no space to breathe.

At least Jimin had seen it. That’s what he wanted, wasn’t it? Taehyung glanced back at the boy who was almost lifelessly sitting on the bathroom floor, tears escaping his pained eyes, but not a sound.

“I’m so sorry” You exhaled, bringing him back to reality. Taehyung smiled, hugging you close but maintaining his gaze on Jimin. He couldn’t handle a confrontation right now. He was exhausted, dizzy and needed to get some sleep. “I need to tell him…I…I fucked up.” Was this all a dream?

Jimin quietly rose from where he had collapsed, and before you could see that he saw everything, he backed out of the room, an intense stare locked on Taehyung’s now drooping eyes. Taehyung could barely stand straight, the alcohol kicking in hard now. His head ached, and he felt like everything around him was slowing down. He shut his eyes, letting the warm darkness of ignorance envelop him.

The scent of fall was always so refreshing. It reminded you that soon you would be returning to campus, where your real life lay, and your little bubble fantasy would come to an end. And in this case, you wished that it would come sooner. You missed the days where your biggest concern was an upcoming paper due, or if you would be able to land an interview.

You were at the local market with you ran into the person you least expected to see. Jungkook.

“Well hi there hottie” Jungkook winked. You felt a bitter taste in your mouth as he chuckled, “I’m kidding…chill. What’s up?” He came over to your cart, leaning casually against it.

“Shopping” You muttered trying to express your discomfort. Jungkook cleared his throat.

“Listen Y/n, I’m really sorry about everything this summer. You and I were friends, and I disrespected you. I know sorry doesn’t undo it but, I really do feel bad about it all”

“O..okay” You shrugged, his apology making you all the more uncomfortable “If you’ll excuse me…”

“Taehyung really misses you.” He blurted, “Why did you suddenly just stop talking to him?

You scoffed, “He knows”

“He doesn’t. He really doesn’t remember anything Y/n. He didn’t know you were dating Jimin until a few days ago when I brought it up because I saw his insta story”

You blushed slightly, remembering the sweet picnic Jimin had taken you on. You had come clean to Jimin, and surprisingly he had not been upset with you. He simply agreed that perhaps you guys were neither at a place to be in a relationship, and that your friendship was far too important to risk.

You two decided at least for the time being, to stay friends. Ever since then, you had been able to hang out with him normally. His only caveat being that you stop seeing Taehyung.

“Anyone but him Y/n…please” Jimin had pleaded. Your heart clenched. You had only just begun to entertain the idea of Taehyung as something more than a fuckbuddy, but now that door was closed before it even opened.

You rolled your eyes at Jungkook, “We’re not dating.”

“Okay then why can’t you go see Taehyung? He’s been calling you like crazy, he’s asked me to call you. He’s so confused” You would be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t thought about it. That you hadn’t been constantly thinking about it. Your lack of response prompted Jungkook to continue, “Y/n…I’ve literally never seen him like this okay. He hasn’t been doing anything. He hasn’t been hooking up…or even talking to anyone else anymore. He barely eats, he just sits in bed being a pathetic wimp all day. Least you could do is give him an explanation”

“Jimin doesn’t want me to talk to him. That’s what it took”

“God how are you even friends with this prick?” Jungkook scoffed, “Jimin can suck a tree truck ok, what do you want to do?” You simply shrugged. You hadn’t really even asked yourself that. You were an absolute mess and you hated it. But Taehyung never minded. He saw the mess, and instead of trying to clean you up he embraced the mess you were, seeing what was beneath all of it, just a girl who wanted to be cherished. Someone who wanted to be celebrated. Yes, you liked attention. Yes, you liked being adored. Taehyung checked off every box.

You sighed, “Ok, I’ll call him” Jungkook pouted “Fine. I’ll go see him” He grinned.

Taehyung rolled over, his comforter falling off his bed into a pile on the floor. He groaned into his pillow. He felt pathetic. He was able to harbor his crush for so long and accept the reality that Y/n was not his to have, but now he had a taste. He had become attached. And it hurt like hell.

You had stopped talking to him out of the blue after Hobi’s party. He remembered kissing you in the pool, but no matter how hard he tried, nothing else was coming back to him.

Taehyung had cried so much in the past few days, his skin was absolutely dry. He felt helpless, like he didn’t even get a chance. He wanted to take you on dates. He wanted to kiss you in public, swinging you around like the princess you were. His princess. He wanted to spoil you and see that cute smile of yours. He didn’t want to have sex anymore. Well…he did. The thought of you on his cock was the closest thing to pleasure he felt anymore. But as soon as he remembered he’d never ever have that pleasure again, it would end up hurting even more.

“Tae?” He clenched his eyes shut, preferring to sleep because at least then he could dream that you were there. “Tae it’s me” Your voice was soo soothing to him. He could listen to you all day.

Taehyung jumped suddenly as he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was you. You were actually there. Taehyung quickly wiped his face with his hand and rubbed his eyes to confirm what he was seeing.

“What are you doing here?” Taehyung’s voice was soft, almost broken.

“I owe you an explanation” As soon as you said those words you almost laughed, “Actually, I don’t owe you anything. But you forgot what happened so” Taehyung reached for your hands put you shifted away. His eyes were wide, pleading for just a simple touch.

“Look whatever it is I’m so sorry okay” Taehyung whimpered, trying to reach for you again, watching as the tips of his fingers touched yours. “God I missed you” He looked back up at you. Your heart skipped a beat.

“We fucked. But Jimin had just asked me out and we were drunk. We fucked in a shower and then I told you that it was a mistake. Then you passed out. I told Jimin what happened, and he forgave me but asked that I stop seeing you. Which is fair.” You gulped. “I said I loved you” Taehyung’s hand slid over yours, “I regretted it”

You could feel him trembling. “Really?” Taehyung whispered. You nodded before realizing what you had just implied. Taehyung firmly grasps your hand now, pulling you towards him slightly, reaching his other hand to your face and stroking your jaw. He exhales. Your breath hitched as he pulled your face in close. He licked his lips, letting his eyes drop to your lips then back to gaze into your eyes. “Is that a yes for regretting or a yes that you love me?” He looked like heaven, his eyelashes fluttering right before you, a teasing gleam in his gaze. You couldn’t take it anymore. You grabbed his shirt and pulled him into you, kissing him desperately.

Taehyung fell on his back, pulling you to straddle him. You dipped your chest, pressing against him as you moaned into the kiss, wanting to feel his warmth as much as possible. He was sweaty from being in bed for so long, but you didn’t care. You ran your fingers through his tangled locks, swallowing his tongue in your mouth. Taehyung gripped your hips, pinching your sides fondly. His fingers pressed into your skin as the slipped under the waistline of your shorts. You gasped for air only for Taehyung to whine, raising himself to meet your lips again before you could even finish a breath.

“Fuck princess” Taehyung hissed as you found a way to wiggle off your tank top, revealing a cute bralette. You maybe had an inkling something like this would go down. Never hurt to be prepared. “You little minx, you knew daddy was gonna fuck you huh?”

You giggled as he sat up and pulled you flush against him, peppering kisses across your chest. He pushed his face into your breasts and paused, inhaling deeply. “So fucking hot” He murmured.

The feeling of his soft hair on your skin made your heart pound insanely fast. He looked up at you, his eyes full of mischief and lust. He pushed you back so he was on top of you now, pulling off his shirt seamlessly. You traced his chest.

He kissed you harshly, biting your lip before moving down your body. He kept his eyes glued to yours as he moved from your lips, down to your neck, your chest, your tits, your stomach, your thighs. Once he reached your knees he stopped and tugged off your shorts and panties.

“Is this for me princess?” His voice was so incredibly soft as it vibrated against your inner thigh. You gulped and nodded. “You look delicious baby…I can’t wait to taste you”

You squealed as his tongue found your clit. His warm tongue knew your pussy well and it showed, as he made you twitch and scream beneath him, hitting all the right places. He ate you out like you were his last meal, carefully savoring every bit of your dripping cunt.

He broke away to lick his lips, smirking at you. “Get on your knees” He ordered. You shivered at the prospect. You got ready for him as he shed the rest of his clothing. His cock was throbbing for you. He gripped your wrists harshly as he positioned himself behind you, leaning over you so his face was buried in the back of your neck.

“You’re so good for me, such a good girl.” He groaned, rolling his hips so that his cock brushed past your ass. His kissed your shoulder fondly. “So perfect mm” He let go of your wrists, pumping his cock before guiding into you. Your hole practically sucked him in. You weren’t as stretched out as you could have been, so you felt the pain as he slowly bottomed out. Taehyung collapsed over you again, kissing your cheek softly and grabbing your breasts.

“Holy fuck you’re tight” He moaned out, savoring the feeling of just being inside of you. He nuzzled into your neck cutely. “All mine. My princess” He kissed your cheek again as he rolled his hips. The contrast was overwhelming. Your heart didn’t know what to feel. The boy of your dreams being an absolute darling while also taking you from behind.

“Is this okay baby?” He thrusted into you harshly, pausing to make sure it didn’t hurt.

“Yeah…more Tae…do more” You whined. Taehyung chuckled, groping you harshly as he flexed his hips again. He loved the way your whole body would jerk under him with every thrust. Your breasts steady in his hands as the rest of you pushed further into the mattress.

You could feel yourself getting lost in the feeling. His sensual grind making your whole body feel fluttery and excited. He felt amazing. His nose traced the nape of your neck. You closed your eyes, savoring the way you could feel his cock pulsing inside of you. “Fuck princess you’re so goddamn tight, just squeezing the fuck out of me”

“Do…do I feel good? Do you like it?” You asked nervously, unsure if you needed to be doing anything differently. You tried to push your ass back as he thrusted to allow him to get even deeper inside of you.

“Of course princess, you feel amazing. You’re so fucking good. So good. Such a good girl for me” Taehyung let out a low growl as his pace sped up, “My little princess, all wet and tight for me, letting me just pound into you like…fuckkk” He cried out as you clenched down on him, feeling a small rush of adrenaline overtake you. You knew you would cum soon, his words turning you on beyond reason.

“Just like that baby…so good…that’s it baby” He urged you on, noticing you getting wetter by the second. The obscene squelching mixed with your loud whimpers filling the room. “Come on princess, I know you wanna cum. Cum for me. Cum for me like the good girl you are” Taehyung’s voice was incredibly sensual, and your brain short circuited. You squealed as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. Your orgasm shaking you to the core, causing you to clamp your cunt tightly around Taehyung’s cock, twitching as you gushed onto him.

“Yes…fuck yes” Taehyung basked in the feeling of your orgasm, fucking you even faster through it. “You feel so good holy fuck” He cried out, his hands leaving your breasts to help hold himself up as his hips began moving insanely fast.

“I’m…” He exhaled, “Gonna….” He slowed down his thrusts, wanting to savor the feeling a bit longer before he burst. “Princess say you love me. Tell me how much you love me”

Your heart swelled, a comforting feeling washing over you at the realization that Taehyung was really yours. That maybe…maybe you were having sex with the guy that would be your boyfriend. You couldn’t keep down a smile.

“I love you Taehyung. I love you. Cum inside me baby. Want you” You choked out. You felt his cock twitch inside you before a hot liquid shoots into your core. Taehyung screams out as he empties inside of you, immediately falling to your side limply.

There was a moment of silence before Taehyung wrapped his arms around you and pulled your naked body into his embrace. He kissed your neck all over, making you giggle and squirm.

“Y/n…will you be my girlfriend” Taehyung asked simply, gazing fondly into your eyes. Reality hit you again.

“I…I can’t”

“If Park Jimin is really your friend, he will support you. A real friend doesn’t tell you who you can or cant see” Taehyung reasoned.

“Yeah but…”

“I love you so much y/n” Taehyung pressed his lips onto your forehead, “Let me show you. I wanna take you out. I wanna get to know you better. Please.”

You sighed. Jimin would be dealt with. Right now all you wanted was to love and be loved by the man in front of you.

“Okay, yeah. I’ll be your girlfriend”

——-

The next time you saw Jimin, you two had decided to meet up on the beach to go on a run. He arrived, water bottle in hand, ready to burn some steam. You smiled slightly knowing that he would probably have a good workout after you told him the news.

“Jimin”

“Hey” He smiled.

“I want to date Taehyung”

And the smile vanished. Jimin clenched his bottle.

“Let’s jog” You recommended, and you took off, keeping a slower pace so that you could still talk to Jimin. The brush of the air past you felt refreshing as your heart rate began to pick up. “He really loves me”

“So?”

“So…if you really were my friend why would you stop me from being with someone who cares about me too”

“You know why.” Jimin picked up his speed.

“But Jimin, that’s not really fair” You chased after him. “Please you know I need you, so don’t make me choose”

“I hate him Y/n. I really hate him” Jimin growled, now practically sprinting You took a deep breath and tried to keep up.

“Jimin…slow down” You panted but he kept going.

“Jimin come on, don’t be like this. I’ve never had a boyfriend before can’t you just be excited for me?”

Jimin came to a sudden halt. Your reflexes didn’t catch on fast enough and the next thing you know you crashed into Jimin’s chest. He grabbed you quickly to keep you from falling. The two of you giggled.

Jimin looked into your pleading eyes. He realized that you were right. He had no right to stop you from doing anything. You deserved your firsts. He cared about you so much, how could he ever get in the way of your happiness.

Jimin knew deep down that you had things you needed to work on, and so did he. But the two of you still needed each other as friends. He didn’t want to lose that no matter what.

“I’m sorry Y/n”

“What? No, oh my gosh, you don’t need to be sorry about anything”

“No I’m sorry for being such an immature idiot about all of this. Of course you should date whoever you want to. I’ll always support you” He pinched your cheek affectionately, “You and me are forever.”

You grinned widely, hugging your best friend tightly. “Thank you Jimin”

The two of you took off your sneakers and headed to the water to walk along the shore. The breeze began to turn cold. Jimin noticed you shiver so he pulled his shirt off and tossed it at you, the fabric landing on your face. His scent was suffocating in a good way. You caught the shirt and kicked water at Jimin in retaliation. The competitive spark in his eyes returned as he bent down to grab your hips, lifting you up from behind and swinging you around.

“Jimin!” You laughed. He smiled widely and set you down. You ran ahead of him slightly, throwing the shirt on over your head and feeling the soft warm fabric hug you. Jimin jogged to catch up.

“Okay Mr. Abs. I bet I can race you into the water” You poked his chest playfully, flinching slightly when you realized he was shirtless. Jimin raised his eyebrows.

“Why would you make a bet you know you’ll lose”

“You’re forgetting that the water is going to be ice cold. Unlike you I have clothes on, and a nice layer of fat protecting me” You joke. Jimin rolled his eyes and pinched your sides.

“If you say so” He shrugged, “On your mark…” But you already set off running, the damp sand kicking up as your feet splashed their way towards the ocean. You could hear Jimin complaining behind you and it only made you run faster. Your feet hit the water and it was freezing. You yelped a little at the contact but continued to go in deeper, until the water was up to your knees, weighing the shirt down.

Jimin splashed you and you felt yourself go under the icy waves. You retaliated, pulling him down with you. He got up and shook his hair to get the water off. You looked at each, both soaked and trembling in the cold. Jimin’s expression changed as you felt his eyes scan your body. His shirt was clinging to your sides. He stepped closer to her and let his hands slide to your low back. You looked up at him. You knew that look.

“Jimin” You started but he let go of your instantly.

“Sorry. Sorry. You’re with Tae. I respect that” He backed away. You smiled softly.

“Maybe we shouldn’t be hanging out so much so soon huh” You mumbled.

Jimin nodded, his heart dropping at the thought of not talking to you. “Some space is probably healthy yeah”

“I’ll always be here when you’re ready” You grabbed his hand. He leaned in to kiss the top of your hand.

“I know. I won’t leave you, I promise”

—

Taehyung helped you move back to campus. When it was time for him to leave, he suddenly understood the weight of a long distance relationship. The reality that he wouldn’t get to hold you every night. That you would be living a different life, one he knew nothing about. But moreso that he had a different life too. One where he was never tied down, let alone to someone who wasn’t around.

You were worth it though, he reminded himself. He waited in the lobby for you to come down from your apartment to see him off. He spotted you in elevator, chatting with your neighbor, some guy named Namjoon. The guy was really attractive, even Taehyung found himself checking out his ass. He watched your behavior carefully, pursing his lips as you ended the conversation and came to him.

“Hey. You all set to go?” Taehyung cleared his throat.

“Yeah…” He kissed your lips softly, “I’m gonna get going now…bye princess” You hugged him tightly, kissing one last time before you watching Taehyung leave.

Long distance was tough, but manageable. He would send naughty texts to help you get off every now and then. You still called Jimin practically every day, and things went on as normal. You wondered if you should have been missing Taehyung more, but it wasn’t as if he was ever really that big of a part of your life. You probably just needed to adjust.

It was because of this though that you didn’t notice that Taehyung had stopped calling as often, stopped sending flirty texts and instead replacing them with short “ok” “cool” “nice”. If you had noticed, you might have realized he was trying to get your attention. He wanted you to miss him like he was missing you. Until finally he couldn’t take it anymore.

Jimin took a sip of his beer. Winter break was just around the corner. You and him made plans with all of your friends to go to Mexico and enjoy a beach resort, and he couldn’t wait. He remembered then that you now were dating Taehyung, meaning he would have to see you all over him, and probably hear every detail about everything you’ll do with him. He smirked.

Jimin had been hurt for a while after you started dating Taehyung, but eventually he realized that it was the right thing for you at the time. It was your first relationship, and Taehyung was a good person to explore yourself with. He respected you guys, and repaired your friendship slowly but surely. By the time you guys returned to campus, it was as if the drama never happened. You two facetimed every day. You knew every details of his college life and he yours.

Jimin reflected on himself after everything that happened. He realized that he had unhealthily manifested his insecurities into you. He wanted to be better, not just for you, but for himself. He wanted to feel comfortable in his own skin. Confident in himself, his looks, everything so he wouldn’t be paranoid the next time something like this happened. He had been working really hard on himself the past few months. Working out, but also meditating, making more time for himself, dealing with his insecurities and overcoming them. He made small changes to his lifestyle in order to be the person he wanted to be.

He even went out with a few girls, and was able to get some experience trying to date. None of them turned out to be anything serious, but he was now content with himself, even if he was single.

Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook all went to the same university. One that was more local to your hometown than the one you did. Jimin didn’t hang out with them too much while school was going on. They were studying different things, ran with different crowds. Had different lives. Every now and then they might have grabbed coffee, but they were all pretty busy.

So when Jimin runs into Jungkook at a house party, he is decently surprised. Jungkook fists bumps him. “Hey man. How’ve you been?”

Jimin shrugged.

“So did you and Y/n finally get together after she and Tae broke up?”

Jimin tilted his head. He had literally spoken to you earlier today and that was definitely not the case. “What? They didn’t break up”

Jungkook raised his eyebrows, “You sure? Taehyung’s been bringing home a new one almost every night.” Jimin’s mouth went dry.

“W…what?” He growled. Jungkook noticed and put his hands up in defense.

“Hey, maybe they’re in an open relationship. He doesn’t seem emotionally attached to them…they’re just bodies” Jimin inhaled sharply.

“Where is he?”

“Jimin, just chill okay it’s not any of our business”

“I fucking asked you where he is”

Jungkook sighed and motioned for him to follow. They went up the stairs, Jimin wasn’t even sure who’s house they were in. Jungkook arrived at a door in a back hallway and looked at Jimin as he slowly twisted the door knob.

Taehyung was butt naked, pounding some sorority girl from behind. Jimin’s blood was boiling, but Jungkook was strong and held him back from going in and breaking his neck. His heart clenched, picturing how hurt you would be. Knowing you, you would think it’s your fault for not being enough. That’s so not true. Jimin gritted his teeth.

Jungkook quickly closed the door and pulled Jimin back.

“How long has he been doing this?” Jimin growled once the two of them put some distance between them and the door. “How long has he been cheating on her?”

“I don’t know if it’s really cheating…He still talks about her like she’s his girlfriend”

“He can’t just fuck other people”

“Ahhh, Taehyung’s just like that. He needs to be touched. He really cares about her though I’m sure”

“Maybe” Jimin spat, “But she deserves so much more than that” Jungkook sighed. This wasn’t his fight. He went back and knocked on the door.

“Taehyung. Come out here for a minute”

A haphazard Taehyung stumbled out of the room, midway through putting his shirt back on. His eyes were shot, and he was clearly intoxicated. “What Kook? She was about to let me put it in her ass…” Taehyung noticed Jimin and went quiet. Jungkook remained between the two boys, placing his hand on Jimin’s chest to ensure he didn’t move.

“How could you do this to her?” Jimin yelled angrily. “After all the fucking chaos you put her…put both of us through this summer…why did you do all of that if you were just going to cheat on her?”

Taehyung bit his lip and looked at the ground, “I don’t know” He met Jimin’s glare, “Stop fucking making me the bad guy. I did everything for her and she still doesn’t let me in.”

Jimin scoffed, “She gushes about you CONSTANTLY. She’s always so happy when you call. But you…you’re just…ugh”

Taehyung gulped.

“Didn’t you love her? Isn’t that why you convinced her to go against me, her best friend, to be with you?”

“I do love her.” Taehyung muttered, “But this isn’t high school anymore. Her life at college is different. I’m different. She was my high school crush, but now this is my real life. This is who I am here. I party, I fuck, I drink. I’m not gonna change that for her. At college she…she’s confident. She doesn’t need me. I need her to need me.”

“Then break up with her like a man. Don’t fucking cheat you asshole” Jimin growled, pushing against Jungkook’s grip.

“I don’t want to” Jimin almost leaped over Jungkook, pushing past him to clench Taehyung’s collar.

“You don’t want to? Well fuck, then prepare to be dumped because I’m sure as hell telling her”

Taehyung chuckled, “You’re such a simp. She’s not gonna believe you. You’ve been praying for us to break up”

Jimin shoved Taehyung back. “No. I respected you both. I helped her deal with you all these months. I supported her. Your first few fights, I was the one who reasoned with her. Whether or not she’s dating you, she’s my best friend.”

“Yeah and there’s a reason she picked me. You insecure, misogynistic piece of shit”

Jimin laughed, “I’m insecure? It’s like you said. People change. Except most of us get more mature, while you just continued to be the exact sleaze bag I always thought you were”

Taehyung said nothing. Jungkook pursed his lips.

“He’s right Tae” Jungkook finally pitched in, “Even I stopped fucking around as much as I used to, and I’m not in a relationship or anything. It’s time to grow up. You’ve got issues buddy”

“I’m the best thing that’s happened to her. And she has the audacity to take me for granted. Her. Take me for granted. Not have time for me. I’m Kim motherfucking Taehyung. I can get anyone on my cock without even trying. Who the fuck is Y/n to ignore me” Taehyung barked. Jimin slapped him harshly.

“Call her right now. Or I will”

It was new years eve. Taehyung had come clean about cheating on you. Your heart had been shattered for a while. Jimin flew all the way to your campus to spend a few days with you, holding you as you cried your soul out.

After a while you began to pick yourself up. You reflected on yourself a lot, on the relationship you had. You realized that being with Taehyung had been a burden. You felt pressure to meet a certain standard to be deserving of him. You didn’t want to live like that anymore.

You wanted to be unapologetically you. Both you and Jimin decided to focus on yourselves as independent people. You pushed each other and held each other accountable. Sometimes you wondered who you would be if you didn’t have someone like him in your life. Someone to encourage you every step of the way.

Jimin began dating, and you did feel a little jealous. But at the same time you were happy for him. He deserved the experience as much as you did. You two would talk night after night about relationships, what you liked and what you didn’t like. What you wanted and what you didn’t.

Finally winter break came around. Taehyung had been decent enough to pull out of the trip after the two of you ended your relationship. Hobi had rented out a beautiful resort. From the second you landed and saw Jimin, things had been incredibly flirty. He was teasing you endlessly, playing with you in the pool, roasting you in front of your friends. You cheeks were constantly flushed whenever he was around.

And in the humid nights he would find you on the beach, cuddling with you in a hammock, letting you read some stupid health articles to him.

“Yeah so apparently drinking chlorophyll is really good for clearing your skin” You read off of your phone. Jimin ’s face was nuzzled into your shoulder. He hummed in response but you knew he was really asleep. “I definitely have to try that. You aren’t even listening are you?”

He groaned, “God shut up y/n” He lazily grabbed your phone from you and threw it on the ground, wrapping his arms around you before you could try to reach for it. “Fuck chlorophyll, your skin is perfect. So soft” He tightened his hold on you. You couldn’t help but smile ear to ear.

You turned around to face him. His eyes were closed, thick lips partially parted. You suddenly felt so emotional. You thought back to when the two of you were just kids. Clueless, outcast, weird. You always had each other.

This was you soulmate wasn’t it? Your heart glowed in fondness. You traced Jimin’s lips carefully.

“Y/n” He mumbled, eyes still closed.

“Jimin” You exhaled softly, brushing the loose strands of his now brown hair aside. “I love you”

Jimin’s eyes shot open. You could feel tears in your eyes as Jimin blinked in surprise. “I…I love you too”

It was as simple as that. You closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss those plush lips, getting lost in the giddy feeling that was building inside you. You felt like a kid again, just so incredibly happy and safe. Jimin pulled away, lingering close to you.

“We’ve never…properly fucked” He confessed. You laughed.

“Yeah…I guess we haven’t.”

“Still into that kinky public sex?” He teased, nipping at your nose. You pushed him playfully causing the hammock to swivel.

“Maybe.”

“Good” His voice became sultry. He rolled off of the hammock and helped you off too, pulling you down onto the soft sand. The sun had just barely set, so it was still faintly light out, and a few people remained on the beach.

“Here?” You giggled. “We’re gonna get fined”

Jimin shrugged. “I don’t care. I wanna show everyone you’re mine” He kissed your neck affectionately. “Do you want that? Do you want me to show everyone what a good girl you are for me? Stuffed full of my big cock under me where you belong” He whispered sweet nothings, making your tremble in anticipation.

He sensually ran his fingers down your body, lingering on the parts of you that had you whining the most. He untied your bikini and watched it barely slide off of you.

“God you’re hot” He licked his lips. You placed a palm on his six pack and winked at him.

“So are you”

Jimin latched his mouth onto your breast and let his hands find your cunt, fingers playing with you lightly. He let his tongue flick against you before he sucked you like a child. You whined, knowing full well how much you liked that.

“Such pretty tits…” He mumbled, before kissing his way up your chest to find your lips again.

He kissed you repeatedly, taking his time to savor the taste of you. You could feel his hardon rub against your thigh. You wrapped you legs around his waist to try to press against him more, making him moan into your mouth.

“Jimin…please” You whined, “I need you”

“Where baby? Hm? You want me to stuff you with my cock? You want it? Want me to fuck you, squirt my cum into you, knock you up so good fuck” He rolled his hips, his clothed crotch rubbing right up against your core. “You’d be so pretty, all swollen because of me.” His hands found your stomach and squeezed it slightly. You felt your face get hot.

“Gonna fuck you every damn day” He said breathlessly, grinding into you harshly. He somehow slid off his swim trunks, allowing his long cock to bounce up in anticipation. “You taste so sweet…feel so good”

You reached down to stroke his cock as he continued to kiss you. “Put it in” You pleaded.

Jimin nodded, kissing you chastely one last time before lining himself up with your entrance. He carefully watched your face as he pushed in all in one thrust.

“Shit” You blurted out, “You’re so big” Jimin smirked, leaning back down to you and biting your lip softly.

“Mmm yeah. I know” He winked at you. He grabbed your ass and fondled them as he thrust into you. “Holy…shit…Y/n…” His words were broken between his quickening thrusts.

“Sssh” You whispered, “Someone will see us, just hurry up”

“You feel so good” Jimins voice wavered. You wrapped your arms around his neck to press as close to him as you possibly could, feeling his whole body move against you in a sensual rhythm. You let out a loud moan and he quickly locked lips with you again, muffling the sound. You could practically hear people talking near you, and your mind wandered to what the sight of Jimin fucking you must look like to others. So shameless. Your pussy clenched.

“You’re so beautiful” Jimin whispered, his lips not leaving yours. His thrusts became deeper as he gazed into your eyes. You panted against him, his hand coming to cup your face as his cock went deeper and deeper inside of you.

“So are you” You managed to say, mimicking his gesture, letting your thumb trace his bottom lip. He stop momentarily to get lost in another deep kiss. He then licked his finger and reached down to your clit, rubbing it softly and observing your reactions.

You squirmed, feeling your body teasing you just at the threshold of your orgasm. Half of you trying to hold back and savor the euphoric rush you felt while the other wanted to let go.

“Come on baby, cum for me” Jimin whispered, “Cum for me and scream so that everyone here knows who’s fucking you down so good” Your breath hitched and you came more strongly than ever before. You let out a high pitched gasp that was bound to have turned some heads. But you didn’t care.

“Fuck that was so hot” Jimin relished in how wet you had become, washing his cock slide in out of you effortlessly. He pulled out suddenly and brought his cock to your lips. You obediently opened your mouth, allowing him to cum into your mouth.

“Excuse me sir.” You heard a voice behind you. Jimin quickly pulled his shorts on and layed over you to cover your body. One of the resort workers approached you. “We’ve received a few complaints of public indecency, would you mind please taking…this…to your suite?”

Jimin blushed and nodded. “Yes, of course. Sorry” The worker bowed slightly and left as quickly as he came. Jimin and you stared at each other before you burst out laughing. He kissed your forehead.

“Let’s go” He fixed your bikini back onto you, teasing you slightly as he tied your bra.

He let you jump onto his back and he gave you a piggy back ride back inside the resort where the rest of your friends were gathered around drinking.

“Damn if it isn’t the hottest couple in town” Hobi whistled. Both you and Jimin blushed.

You made your way back to Jimin’s suite.

“So”

You giggled, “I love you”

“I love you too baby”

“Another round?”

“Hell yeah”

A/N: that’s the end! please let me know what you think/reactions! pls dont kill me for not having taehyung win lolol, again the point was that a glow up is internal not external...hopefully that got across idk. its def not my favorite concept either so im excited to get started on new stuff. i did jimin so dirty in this i gotta make up for that lmaooo. plus namjoon’s thighs are just...on my mind lately. thank you all for reading it means a lot <3 and remember that everyone is beautiful and amazing :) check out my other works if you want!

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