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The One With

Comfort

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　　　　 F R I E N D S

R E A D E R

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Summary: Your boyfriend was a jerk and he broke up with you. Fortunately you had your friends and all of them helped you in their own ways.

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Author's Note: I will forever love Friends, my favourite comfort show. I have a few fics written about Joey, I could maybe publish them. Let's see, I hope you enjoy this.

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You stumbled into Monica's and Rachel's apartment.

To simply put it you looked disheveled. Your eyes were slightly red and puffy, hair a mess and your clothes didn't match your jacket or shoes, which was unusual.

You cursed slightly when you could see six pairs of eyes staring at you, of course they were all here. If they were not in the coffee shop they were here.

"Y/N?", Monica asked rushing towards you from the kitchen.

"What happened?", she asked worriedly and brushed your messed up hair behind your ears. Monica also helped you out of your jacket and helped you to sit on the couch.

Chandler was sitting on the other side and you could see he was holding back some sarcastic comments about your current state.

You were slightly glad, you always found him funny, but this was definitely not the moment.

Phoebe had been sitting on the floor in front of the television. She had her guitar and was writing down something, probably a new song for next week.

Central Perk was in for a treat.

The song title was 'My mother was killed by a drug dealer, my mother was a drug dealer'.

Joey was in the kitchen sitting at the table finishing off something from the fridge it was apparently a jar of jam, maybe blueberry jam. However his eyebrows were scrunched in worry.

Rachel was sitting around the table too with Ross, both looking slightly amazed at Joey's eating, that wasn't probably his first jar of jam.

They were probably leaving to go on a date soon, because they were all dressed up. It made your heart ache.

"He left me", sob escaped your mouth shortly after your confession.

The apartment was filled with different reactions.

Monica was first to close you into a tight embrace petting your hair.

"I am so sorry, we could bake cookies today and burn some of his belongings?", your friend suggested while trying to calm you down. She was quick to offer you a tissue box.

"He took them with his new girl when he came and broke up with me", you cried still distraught about the fact he had cheated and moved on so fast like you never existed.

"Let's burn him instead, yea?", Chandler proposed and scooted closer to you rubbing your back slightly awkwardly, you knew it wasn't his expertise to console someone if sarcasm was off the table.

You let out a watery laugh muttering a quiet thanks to him.

"Yeah, we don't need to go with Ross, he was anyways taking us to some lecture about... Rocks", Rachel joined walking towards the living room and stole you from Monica. While Ross choked up.

"They are not rocks, they are... Well technically they are..."

Rachel hugged you tightly while she gave a deathly glare at Ross shutting him up.

"I am sorry, that jerk didn't deserve you. Let's go shopping some day, okay? We can use my discount", she took your face in her hands and you nodded eyes shining.

In your sad tears had mixed happy tears, you had amazing friends. You couldn't help, but feel thankful.

"My grandmother's taxi can fit a body in the trunk", Phoebe said suddenly getting up to give you a hug.

"Noted, don't piss off Pheebs, ever", Chandler said while others didn't even know what to say. Everyone however had the same question in mind.

"We can also make a song together, I could also use some inspiration and break up songs are hits usually. Especially when the ex was a total asshole", Phoebe stated giving you a hug before returning to her song writing place.

Phoebe turned the paper and made some notes, you couldn't wait to hear what the song was going to be.

"Thank you everyone, I really appreciate you and your help", you thanked them from the bottom of your heart.

"That's what friends are for", Monica stated and everyone nodded agreeing to what she said.

"We are there to help and for each other"

"I can take you on a tour in the museum someday, at least someone appreciates the rocks here", Ross suggested and bitterly muttered the rest of his sentence making Rachel give him another glare which Ross returned.

"Enough with the bickering love birds, I am getting PTSD", Chandler said jumping from the sofa and getting the couples jackets, before throwing them to the owners and ushering the couple towards the door.

"Go, go, out, off you go", Chandler ushered not letting Rachel or Ross protest.

"We got this, have fun with the rocks", Chandler said before slamming the door closed. He looked pleased with himself.

You clapped and he bowed, "That was rather impressive", you confessed.

"Rachel probably hasn't ever left so quickly to anywhere, could be the first time they are on time somewhere", Monica pondered for a moment before heading back to the kitchen.

"You relax and I will prepare the cookie dough. This situation needs cookie dough and ice cream", Monica ordered pointing at you to stay put.

"I might have eaten the ice cream", Joey said quietly with a sheepish look on his face when he avoided looking at Monica's face.

"I will go get more, because I trust myself more than Joey to go get the ice cream", Chandler stated pulling his jacket on.

He quickly came to you and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"I will go get all your favourite ice cream, hold on, although I know it will be difficult without my charming presence and looks"

Phoebe let out a snort earning a glare from Chandler.

"Really needed to twist the knife", he muttered before exiting the apartment.

You quietly sat on the sofa. Phoebe was writing and Monica preparing everything comforting food the world new in the kitchen.

Suddenly the sofa dipped, Joey had sat next to you.

Joey had a small amount of jam on his face, it wasn't much compared to the last time, but still.

You took a tissue you hadn't yet used and cleaned his face. After that he opened his arms to welcome you into a warm embrace. You cuddled next to Joey without a moment of hesitation, pressing your head against his chest you could feel his warmth and heart beat making you relax.

"Finally I got you all to myself", Joey mumbled quietly pressing a small kiss onto your hair.

"I am sorry, you deserve so much more"

Joey's heart was aching for his friend, he would do anything in his power to make you feel better. He would maybe even share his pizza with you...

Maybe a slice.

Yes, a slice was fine.

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maximotts · 2 years

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okayyy but the Private Hire ladies forcing R to take turns eating them out before literally making R cum their brains out

remember when I said this was coming out like two hours ago but then everyone and their mother (and my own mother) decided to derail me with random tasks? hahaha yea anyways... this wasn't supposed to be as long as it is, but well- it's the mob wives and I adore them. I hope you enjoy it, nonnie!

pairing: Private Hire AU; WandaNat x reader

warnings: 18+ only, minors DNI; smut, top!Nat, switch!Wanda, kinda switch!R; fingering, face sitting, shameless groping, strap-on use (r recieving), oral, overstim, honestly R gets a little bratty for a bit, but it's only because Wanda coddles her way too much, idk uhm.. a lot of messy sex

words: 2.1k

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“Fuck, baby, right there… Stay still now-”

If moving was even a thought in your mind, Natasha’s vice grip on your skull would’ve squeezed it away. She held you in place effortlessly, fucking against your open mouth so roughly your nose was beginning to hurt. “God, your mouth.. I need to take you with me next time I go away…”

Strong as she was, Natasha could only reach the top of you from her seated position against the headboard— the rest of you was Wanda’s job.

One steady hand pressed you to the mattress by the small of your back, her other busy between your legs and two fingers drove into you so perfectly, there was no hope of holding off. Wanda always had a little too much fun whenever she shared you with Natasha, but then again, she’d always been prone to getting carried away. “Are you going to be a good little dove and make daddy cum?”

You moaned your response against Natasha’s cunt, a wet, muffled noise as the woman behind you curled her digits into that spongy spot Wanda loved to play with. Pushing you to your limits was the couple’s favorite pastime and tonight’s game was being their obedient toy for as long as you could last; when you came, you were done.

It seemed simple enough until you found there wasn’t a single moment when one of them wasn’t touching you; Natasha making you cockwarm her while you fondled Wanda’s breasts only for the brunette to flip you as soon as she finished, pushing you between her wife’s thighs. They knew you inside and out as if they’d handcrafted you, expertly working you over until the few thoughts left in your head were completely of them and the pleasure they could bring if you did as they asked.

You’d been a hopeless jumble of whines when Wanda refused your mouth on her, insatiable since the first night she allowed you to go down on her, but she’d promised to let you once she got to watch Natasha cum. Play by the rules, love. We’re not going anywhere.

The compromise was keeping your mouth busy with Natasha, always happy to watch you go lightheaded as she used you without a care in the world, muttering curses and praises that, when you could understand them, only grew filthier the closer she got to her end. “Gonna cum on your tongue, sweet thing, and you’re going to take it all like the greedy little whore you are…”

She tugged at your hair and you sobbed your agreement, daring to swirl your tongue over her entrance, just barely teasing the sensitive ring of muscle, and not a second later, Natasha was twisting and convulsing above you. So enraptured with the glorious sight of the redhead’s release, you forgot to keep your own at bay, Wanda’s thumb rolling over your clit sending you headfirst into a powerful orgasm the two women had been so carefully building up for hours.

“Poor baby, was that all too much for you?” Wanda let you clench around her fingers, watched you savor the slow drag of them as you desperately rut against her hand, used to at least one of them keeping you at that high until you broke all over again. This time though, the brunette’s fingers came to a stop and both women chuckled hearing the whine muffled into Natasha’s inner thigh.

With the dreaded loss of Wanda’s touch, you scrambled up the expanse of Natasha’s now slumped form, kissing her before she could even think of pushing you off. “I did good…” It was a statement more than anything and if Natasha’s hungrily devouring the taste of herself from your lips was any indication, she agreed, “Let me play with mommy now…”

Natasha heard you, there was no way she didn’t, but she had no qualms ignoring you until she’d licked every bit of her arousal from your mouth. “Game’s over, dove. You cum and we’re done.” She would’ve continued kissing you if you hadn’t shied away, crossing your arms over your hickey covered chest in defiance. Natasha met your budding tantrum with a raised eyebrow, immune to your bratty behavior. Really, she didn’t know why you tried with her anymore, you might as well be going against a steel wall. “You’re the one who agreed. Don’t get fussy about it now.”

“But it wasn’t fair! I did what you said-” The instant Wanda smoothed a hand along your bare shoulders you melted, falling back into her and burying your face against the crook of her neck. She engulfed you in warm arms, let you wiggle until you’d found your coziest spot; right where Wanda couldn’t see you stick your tongue out at her strict wife.

“Don’t you dare cry to her, rules are rules.” Natasha sighed, ready to yank you from Wanda’s grasp and punish you for being so cheeky, but Wanda was already cooing over you, kissing your cheeks in a bid to settle your grumpy mumblings. “Wanda…”

“She couldn’t help it, Tasha, let her try again.” Wanda butt in before Natasha had a chance to sway her away, the unsated need in her core and your upset face spurring her to advocate on your behalf. “It’s not even late.”

Natasha could go on and on about how pitiful a sight you never failed to put on; any issue you’d complain about to her wife and she’d coddle you like a child spoiled rotten as long as she wasn’t upset with you. Sometimes even then, you could persuade her if you added just the right amount of a puppy dog pout. It wasn’t worth the fight, not when she also benefited from their makeshift game night.

She leaned forward to rest her weight on her hands, sharp eyes darting between her wife and girlfriend, “You only want her to try again because you want a mouth on that needy little cunt of yours, tell me I’m wrong.”

“You’re not wrong,” Wanda closed the distance with a kiss, her not so secret intentions to persuade her wife for her own benefit now clear as day, “but you want to fuck her too. We can all get what we want.” Her last few words were punctuated with more featherlight kisses, all while you left your own over Wanda’s exposed collarbone. Natasha might not have agreed just yet, but she was too preoccupied with Wanda’s lips to notice her hands wandering, cupping your sex before plunging two fingers right back where you’d barely had a chance to miss her.

It was only when you began audibly gasping that Natasha caught on, sliding back with a knowing grin. “So sneaky, my love, as if I wouldn’t catch you with how noisy this one is.” Her comment left you blushing, hips jerking with the sick tingle the embarrassment brought on.

You would’ve happily spent the rest of the night between the two of them like this, snug around Wanda while Natasha teased you silly, but as content as you were, that meant nothing for what they wanted with you. When Wanda’s hand tried to leave this time, your legs clamped around her before she could escape, “Don’t go…”

Wanda only laughed, Natasha prying your thighs apart despite your best efforts, manhandling you down until the back of your head hit plush pillows, “Calm down, little one. You asked for this, yes?”

She almost felt bad for you as she took in your hazy eyes, arms grabbing for them both as you thought of nothing but your own pleasure and how great your need was for the two women who clearly had some plan they refused to let you in on. Still you nodded, jaw falling open as Wanda threw one leg over your head, hovering her pelvis just out of reach. You knew better than to touch before given explicit permission, but if she was wet when you’d seen her earlier that night, she was positively soaked now; if only you could be so lucky as to have even a drop of her arousal fall onto your waiting mouth.

She hadn’t restrained your hands and they quickly flew to Wanda’s soft thighs, squeezing and pulling in an effort to force her down. It was no use, arms weak from a long night of teasing, but as Wanda leant forward, palming your chest, you couldn’t stand another minute of denial, “Fuck, please let me taste you..”

“Ah ah, what do we say first for convincing Natasha to let you play again?” She was going to kill you, you were sure of it. If Wanda didn’t, it’d be Natasha, thick strap back in place on her hips and sliding between your abused folds.

“Thank you, mommy..” A dull slap rang out, Natasha’s palm wet against your sex and you whimpered an apology for your forgotten gratitude, “and thank you, daddy…” Your voice was hoarse, but it didn’t matter, Wanda lowering those last few inches until you both shared a delighted sigh. She wiggled her hips as a test, earning her a groan deep from your chest, tongue already waiting.

Natasha was quick to fill you this time, knowing you’ve already been well and thoroughly stretched for her to slide right in. Heavy legs fell against the bed, leaving her with the oh so gorgeous view of your pussy spread wide open. She watched you twitch as she pinched your stiff bud between her fingers, pulling the silicone toy out until only the tip breached your entrance— just to bottom out yet again and leave you choking. “Shh, relax.. If you bite Wanda, she’ll never forgive you, trust me.”

Heeding her warning, you gave Wanda an apologetic lick, sucking at her clit until she was the one gasping for breath. “Just like that, sweetheart, d-don’t stop—” The moment Wanda fell close enough, Natasha swooped in, capturing her lips effortlessly.

“Are both my girls happy now, you got what you want?” Two noises of satisfaction erupted again, yours muffled and Wanda’s loud and uninhibited. The new angle meant she could fuck you deeper, that devious head of her cock making contact with your favorite spot on every push. When you came this time, Natasha showed no signs of slowing down, if only because the vibrations of your moans on her pussy left Wanda in absolute shambles, whimpering meek adorations as she rode your face through her high.

Your mouth left her just long enough to shift positions, greedily lapping her cum from her hole and unabashedly using your tongue to fuck it back into her like Natasha had so graciously shown you how to to just to her liking. “Such a good girl for us, always doing your best to please us..” Above you, Wanda panted audibly, accent thick as she rolled her pelvis over your face and you tried your hardest to match the rhythm Natasha was working you back up with. “Just like that, my little dove.. So perfect..”

It was Wanda’s touch that you felt this time, oversensitive enough for it to border the line between pleasure and pain. No matter how you writhed, they had you trapped, forced to take whatever they gave. “M-Mommy.. hurts..”

You thought you were spared that confusing sensation of Wanda’s soothing but dreaded attention— until hot saliva met the top of your cunt. “Shh, stay put.” Careful fingers smeared it over your overstimulated clit, adding to the mess you already knew you were making atop their bedspread. Your brain was too fuzzy to protest, consciousness only focused on that pleasurable stretch between your legs and Wanda’s sweetness coating your tongue.

“There now.. mommy and daddy won’t hurt you.” Some final piece clicked with Natasha’s words, taught body relenting even as your bosses worked you selfishly, filling you and rubbing you until you cried out against Wanda in your third orgasm of the night. “You’re in good hands, sweet thing.”

Both women were well aware of how easily fucked out you got, Natasha in particular with how insistent Wanda was to exploit in you the same qualities she had within herself. Not that Natasha ever let her forget. She caught the brunette trembling, guided weak arms over strong shoulders until Natasha was the only thing holding her upright. “I wasn’t done, Nat…”

Grateful as you were for the relief from her wicked touch, some insatiable urge still craved more and slowly, mindlessly you fucked yourself on Natasha’s strap, unwilling to be left with no stimulation just yet. It was all you could do while you sent Wanda soaring again, core clenching around your relentless tongue, thighs clenching over your ears painfully.

Wanda looked at her wife, face flushed but clearly the most level-headed of the three, and as one sneaky hand met her breasts, toying with her nipples in a way that left her near suffocating you as she spasmed, she knew their game was far from over. “Who said I was done with either one of you, princess?”

#wandanat x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x f!reader #natasha romanoff x f!reader #wanda maximoff fic #natasha romanoff fic #wandanat x fem!reader #wandanat x f!reader #maximotts #motts writes.

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desswright29 · 1 year

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You Make Me Wanna

Shame Pt. 4

Chapter Summary: You ever got cheated on and the person that cheated start being extra mean. Yea.

A/N: This has been a crazy week, and it’s my birthday weekend and I’m going to Ramla Ali’s fight tomorrow in Nola, so I wanted to get this out for y’all. I hope you guys enjoy it. And fingers crossed Tish is there. But I’m fine just knowing she’s been near Ramla. Yuh. I’m down extraordinarily bad lol. Anyway! We lit!! Enjoy the story. @bbbbbbrilliantly This ones for you! Forgive any mistakes this was very rushed.

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Eve stood in front of you. Dark skin glistening wearing a beige cropped bustier top, and matching cargo pants. Hair in neat Fulani braids. She added a pop of color with an orange strappy heal and orange bag strapped across her body. She was STUNNING.

“Uh-um. EVE! r-right? Hello I’m Y/n.” You say holding out your clammy palm for a shake. Saying Eve’s name with emphasis praying the name lands on Shuri’s ears, while you bought time.

“Shhhii- ” you could hear Shuri whisper in the background, not finishing before the soft sound of clumsy shuffling came from behind you, as Shuri ran to try and fix her self. ‘God please don’t let her hear that shit.’ You cursed inside at Shuri’s clumsiness. She’s supposed to be a stealthy panther person for Christ sake!

Eve looks you up and down taking in your appearance, before landing on your outstretched hand staring at it like it contained the plague. You slowly lowered your hand realizing she was uninterested in taking it. You stood there with the most inviting face you could muster under the circumstances.

“Hm, your shirts buttoned wrong, and I believe the strings to those pants belong in the front. I would know since they’re my girlfriends pajamas” Eve’s eyes settled on the name embroidered right above the erect nipple that Shuri had just had her mouth attached to moments earlier. Eve’s eyes finally reached yours, head cocking to the side, one eyebrow raised, as she peered at you with a domineering grimace.

This was escalating quickly.

“Uh she-“

BANG!

“Mka!” The sound of Shuri’s voice came from inside the room.

“SHURI!!” Eve yells stepping up to you, eyes piercing into yours, Catching you off guard as she brought her hand up to the door that you held ajar only to the width of your body. She pushed it open with force. Bumping into you as she charged past you into the apartment.

You stood in the doorway. Neck jerking back and eyes furrowing as your hands drop to your side. Stuck. Trying to figure out if this bitch really just touched you?

Turning around choosing to give her the benefit of the doubt, (since you did just cum on her girlfriends thigh), you saw her standing in the center of the room. Eyes trained on Shuri who stood leaning against the small island, rubbing her hip bone, but completely put together like nothing had happened. Thanking Bast for the long jacket that covered the absolute creamy mess you’d made on her black pants.

“Sthandwa! I thought I heard your voice. Got a bit excited and ran into the island.” Shuri said tapping the marble for emphasis.

“I wasn’t notified that you would be arriving my love.” She continued, walking over with a smile to embrace her. She’s a little to good at this, you think as you stood by and watched how this would play out.

Eve’s eyes ever so perceptive, traveled about the room as she stepped into Shuri’s embrace. “That’s because I asked that you not be…….Surprise.” She says, dripping with sarcasm, stepping out of the embrace, and locking eyes with Shuri for only a moment to show that they still held suspicion. Those beautiful dark eyes continued traveling about the room.

Soft music playing. CLOCKED

Food on the stove. CLOCKED

Candle burning on the table next to the couch. CLOCKED

Two wine glasses on the table of the balcony. One empty. One with 1 to 2 swallows left. And a guitar? CLOCKED

Bed neatly made. Fresh dent in the couch. CLOCKED

“Mighty cozy set up you two got here”

Shuri stepped up quickly.

“My love, no need to be uptight. Eve. Y/n. Y/n. Eve.” She introduces as you give a tense smile while Eve mugs you.

“I just came by to check on our guest. She’d made Oxtail and jollof. You know I couldn’t resist food and a bit of nerd talk. She is a friend, a fellow scientist and has helped Wakanda tremendously in your absence. As for the set up, I guess Y/n romanticizes her alone time. The alone time in which I’d rudely interrupted.”

Shuri looked at you with a smirk playing on her lips and a slight glimmer in her eyes. ‘Oh nah! She was prolific at this shit!’. She kept a cool head. She hadn’t lied, just left out the important parts. And it looked as though she was…. Enjoying this.

“We should leave her to continue her night. I am excited you are hear my love. We’ve got lots to talk about.” Shuri said grabbing Eve’s hand, looking directly into her eyes.

“Y/n, thank you for the delicious dinner. We should do this again sometime.” She said as she walked past you. Discreet and fast, she lifted her hand gently cupping your breast, rubbing her thumb across the sensitive bud underneath the fabric. Causing your eyes to bulge and your breathe to hitch.

“It was fun.” She looked at you, eyes low, bottom lip becoming trapped between her teeth, and then slowly released as she looked at the after math of the work she’d just put in.

You looked at Shuri speechless. As she took her exit with her girlfriend, who was sending you a death glare over her shoulder. Something had changed. And it felt dangerous.

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The walk back to Shuri’s Quaters was silent. Both Eve and Shuri’s minds in overdrive. Shuri walked into the room first holding the door open for Eve and closing it behind her. She immediately started to make her way to the bathroom.

“You think I’m a dummy?” Eve states. Standing in the center of the room.

Shuri Chuckles, stopping in her tracks “Here we go.. Quite the contrary my dear.” She turns looking to face Eve. “You disappear for two days and pop up at the room of my scientist obviously looking for a fight. Why? Might I ask?”

She was fully aware as to why.

“You’re full of shit Shuri”

“I’m not doing this”

“We are doing this”

“I just want to take a shower”

“Why the rush to shower? And alone? You’ve been asking for me to get here for weeks, I’m here love. Where’s the welcome?”

“EXACTLY!!“ Shuri yells stepping into Eves space” For weeks I’ve been asking you to be here with me, and for weeks you couldn’t make it. Two days ago you didn’t know if you’d be here and now surprise sur-fucking-prise.. here you stand. Why Eve?”

Eve gives a slow clap, and sarcastic laugh; stepping back creating distance. “ OH! Braaaavooo Shuri! You’re doing a great damn job turning this shit around on me! You were oh so mature about me not being here last time we spoke. Now it’s a bother again! Fuck that! I got your little “Just because” flowers after that weird ass phone conversation. I knew something was up as soon as we got off of that call, but the flowers solidified it.”

Shuri scoffed “Only you would take an act of kindness and make something wrong with it.”

“ Oh no baby, hold that guilt trip. I got more for that ass!”

Shuri rolls her eyes up to the ceiling, bringing her hand up to scratch at her undercut as Eve continued.

“So imagine my surprise and delight.. when my girls start sending me videos of you and ‘your scientist’ as you so intimately put it, damn near scissoring in the middle of the FUCKING MARKET!” Eve finished picking up a book off the chase in front of the bed and throwing it at Shuri.

She caught it with expertise. Those panther powers coming in handy. Eve glares at Shuri fuming, disturbed to see a pissed off smirk on Shuri’s lips. As she nodded to herself.

“So that’s why you’re here now? A fucking dance?” She says calmly

“Shuri don’t piss me off! Next you’re gonna tell me that was your plan.”

Shuri took a moment to think before speaking again. Tongue slowly grazing her top row of teeth before she spoke.

“No, that was not my plan. I’d hopped you didn’t see it” She stalked towards Eve closing the distance. “ But, since you did.. It would suck to see someone take your place …wouldn’t it.” She says eyes never leaving Eve’s own. Shuri cocked her head to the side a smug look on her face.

Taken aback Eve’s eyes widen.

“Listen closely my love, things here are different.” Shuri walks a circle around Eve as though she’s stalking her prey.

“I’m different….She was here and you my dear out right refused to be here.”

“That’s not tr-“

Shuri tsk’d twice. Rounding Eve until they were once again face to face. She placed a finger to Eve’s pretty mouth. Continuing to speak in a stoic calm.

“I’m not done baby girl.” She removed her finger.

“I asked you countless times to be here. Did I not? Don’t bother answering Sthandwa, It was retorical.“ She smiled, and Eve’s heart rate increased at the darkness taking over Shuri’s eyes.

“You made your choice to stay away as I struggled. Left room for another woman to take care of me. And boy does she do a damn good job…” She giggled bringing her thumb up to swipe against her bottom lip, reminiscing on the kisses she’d shared with you.

“Was it really the dance that brought you? Or did you spend those 2 days in envy of the fact that her beauty rivals yours, my sweet beautiful Eve? Or was it the way that little waist and plump ass of hers fit so perfectly against me? Hm? I’m guessing all of the above. Right? No one could ever compete with the beautiful Eve… That is until now.”

Shuri stepped back and watched as Eve’s chest rose up and down heavily, as she was seething with anger. She decided this was a great time to drive her point home.

“Masenze ukuqonda(Let’s get an understanding). Had you have caught me with my head between her legs, what would you have done? Leave? Just hand over your chance to claim partnership with the Queen?”

Shuri snickers.

“ You wouldn’t dare. You’re here for the power. For my name….Right. With that being said, you have no room here to come barging in causing a scene and making demands. You are lucky that you can still stand in my presence. And if my presence is something that you will continue to pursue…” Shuri reached out and grabbed Eve’s jaw pulling her in closer.

“Uya kuyazi indawo yakho (You will know your place)” She drew her face in, and placed a rough kiss on her lips, before pulling away sharply, and making her dissent into the bathroom.

“I will take my shower now. If you are here when I return. I’ll take it that you agree to my terms.”

Eve stood breathless still in the center of the room, as the bathroom door closed. What the fuck just happened?

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“OOP! SHURI! Wtf!” you say, as you find yourself being hoisted into the air and over her shoulder. You had woken up the next morning, disoriented from the days prior events, but wearily headed to your position of overseeing the lab, when you were suddenly rushed by Shuri.

She ran up the steps to her office at lightening speed with you in tow.

Once she reaches the office she turns to lock the door. She moves over to the desk and places you gently onto it before trapping you into a dizzying kiss. Almost casting a spell of forgetfulness over you. Almost.

You break the kiss, earning a displeased grunt from Shuri.

“Shuri.. was I dreaming? Did your girlfriend not show up at my door last night?”

Shuri shrugged, with a look of irritation on her face, shaking her head as if she didn’t get where you were coming from.

“Yes she did.”

You stood pushing her back.

“Did almost getting caught once not do it for you!? What are you doing!?” You ask bewildered at Shuri’s boldness.

You were met with a blinding smile from Shuri. She backed away from you throwing her hands in the air while begining a dramatic pace around the room.

“Yoooou! Y/n. You, you, you!”

You looked at her like the insane person she looked like while waiting for her to continue.

“ I can do this with YOU!” She laughed locking eyes with you. “I don’t know what you did to me last night, but something clicked for me zithandwa zam (my beloved). I feel like I can rule the world with you by my side! There’s so many peices to you, so much we could accomplish with one another. You’ve .. you’ve

wayithimba intliziyo yam (captured my heart).”

She walked up to you cupping your face with both hands.

“You are ukuthakatha intliziyo yam, (kiss), kunqandwa(kiss), obumangalisayo (kiss), eziphambili(kiss).”

(Bewitching my heart, arresting, exquisite, elegant)

You were perplexed to say the least. You had no idea what she was saying. But by her body language, and the inflections in her voice you knew she was passionate about it. It made you’re eyes glass over and your body tremble. You wanted nothing more than to be hers.

“W-what does all this mean Shuri. I-I’m confused.” You spoke only a little above a whisper.

“It means I want you to be mine Y/n”

“H-how? I mean, does this mean you and Eve are no longer together? Did she figure it out? This is a lot right now. Everything is moving so fast! I mean of course I’ll be yours! I want that more than anything Shuri! But, so soon after your break up what will people thi-“ You spoke fast as you began pacing.

“There was no break up.” You froze. Eyes shooting up to meet hers.

“Then why is this conversation being had?”

“ Because it is relevant my love, I want you to be mine, but I cannot leave Eve.”

Your face dropped.

“What” You breathe making it sound more like an exhale, taking a step back.

“ I love Eve, I don’t intend to leave her”

“I-I are you serious? Where is this going Shuri, ‘cause I’m not understanding?”

“Y/n you are not dense, you know what I am asking. You are the entire package. Beauty, brains, and talent. We would be so powerful together. I want to give you all of me but I don’t want to hurt her. We’ve known each other since we were young.”

“Wait” you began to laugh, it started off slow until it became damn near manic. Shuri stood straight her face remaining stoic.

“S-so you’re asking me to be with you as some glorified side chick? A concubine?”

An incredulous look took over your face as Shuri remains steadfast.

“No” You simply say as you head for the door.

Shuri reaches out to grab your arm and you pull back harshly.

“NO SHURI! Hear I am falling for you, trying to keep it in, knowing you have someone else, a-and then last night happened! I couldn’t control myself, only to immediately be left hurt and confused. Then you come here, get my hopes up only to crush them again! I don’t want to share you Shuri! I want you to myself! And you’re here telling me I wouldn’t be enough for you on my own?” Tears start to fall from your eyes.

She walks up and wraps her arm around your waist, bringing her other hand up to wipe at your tears.

“ That is not in the least what I meant Y/n. You are everything. You’d be more than enough with it just being me and you. I-I just can’t leave her now.”

You try to wiggle out of her grasp.

“Shuri let me go!”

She drops her arms.

“You call me when you can. I’m going home.”

“Nononono! Wait! I need you here!”

“ I could care less about what you need as of now Shuri”

You walk out of her office, tears cascading down your face. As she called after you.

“It was not my intent to hurt you. I don’t want to loose you” She said with a glint of fear in her eyes.

“You never had me.”

She froze as you look her dead in the eyes. You two were so focused on one another, that you couldn’t feel the eyes of everyone in the lab staring at you both as you stood at the top of the stairs.

You turned to descend down the stairs, noticing Okoye, Aneka, and Eve standing there as everyone gawked at the drama unfolding in front of them. You walked over to the group.

“Okoye, can you please arrange transport for me. I will be leaving as soon as you can get it set up for me. Thank you.”

You turn to look at Eve.

“You don’t have to worry about me. I’m out of your hair.”

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You left Wakanda that day. Shuri stood in the hanger and watched you leave, not knowing what other approach to take. All she knew is she felt her heart clenching at the thought of really loosing you.

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A/N: Not Shuri sprung off some dry humping. Chile lol. I hope you guys enjoyed. The next chapter will deal with what’s going on in the present.

#shuri udaku #shuri fanfiction #shuri imagine #shuri angst #shuri x reader #shuri x you #shuri fic #letitiawright #letitia wright #spotify #Spotify

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Attitude

A/N: Lord knows I got a nasty attitude when I get in my feelings. I swear I’m working on it 😭 Anyways, when my past entanglments used to (respectfully) put me in my place, it had me feelings some things 🥴 so I’m translating that into headcanons. Hopefully this will get me out of my little writer’s block. Hope y’all enjoy ❤️

Warnings: cursing, implied sexual activity

Todoroki Natsuo:

natsuo is generally an easy-going person so it takes a lot to get him riled up

when you get an attitude, it doesnt really bother him bc he can understand where you’re coming from

but dont get too disrespectful bc he’ll remind you who you’re talking to

like when you do poorly on an exam and it just ruins your mood

you don’t feel like talking to anybody so you ignore his text when he asks you to meet up for lunch

he’ll assume you didnt see it or youre napping

but then he spots you on campus and goes to hug you

he notices you’re stiff in his arms but doesnt think much of it

“did you see my text?” he asks

“yea, sorry. i forgot to respond.”

that makes him give you a side eye bc that’s what you usually say to people when you just didnt want to answer their text

“it’s okay if you had other things to do. you just had to tell me—“

“i said i forgot, okay? sorry!”

his head kind jerks back in surprise but he drops it

he’s a todoroki, so instead of giving you space, the dense™️ gene activates and he’s all up in your business

even though he’s only being a good bf and trying to cheer you up, you’re annoyed af

texts you throughout the rest of your day about how you’re doing even though you respond with two word sentences

shows up to your dorm and you only let him in bc you feel bad

and he brought food

but now you’re regretting it bc he’s just yip yapping away and his cheery attitude is pissing you off

fed up, natuso finally confronts you after you snap at him one too many times

“what’s with the attitude, y/n”

“i don’t have one” (okay miss girl)

“well you’ve been acting like you have one all day”

you smacked your teeth and got up “i don’t care natsuo. if you think i do then you can just—“

“y/n”

natsuo barks your name in a way that makes you turn your head

he grabs your arm and firmly tugs you back on the couch so you’re face to face with his frown

“now i dont know who you’re mad at, but i know it ain’t me. so you can either sit here and have a conversation with me like an adult or i can leave bc i don’t need the attitude”

you: 😮

you keep up an annoyed faaçade but inside youre melting

who knew natsuo could be so assertive?

like damn, okay daddy

you apologize and telling him what’s got you so sour

once you seem relaxed, he goes back to his usual self and y’all end up cuddling until his hands start roaming your body

next thing you know, youre making great use of the couch

needless to say, you were back to your normal self the next morning LMAO

Shigaraki Tomura:

shigaraki is not the one

he might have his moments, but ever since he grew into his role, he expects everyone else to do the same

he lets his friends and loved ones get away with a lot of shit so he doesnt think it’s hard to give him some respect

and usually, it isn’t

but ever since he woke up, he’s been practically ignoring you

you got one kiss and a “missed you” and he kept it pushing

like bitch, wtf?

you know you were being selfish and petty but you went three whole months without dick your man and for him to pretty much ignore you bc he was “busy with his responsibilities” was making you feel some type of way

king of the underworld or not, you weren’t gonna take this laying down

for the next few days you were ms/r. petty 😌

every time he tried to greet you, you’d just nod your head and keep walking

he’d try to kiss you and you’d turn your head so his lips would land on your cheek instead

if you came back late, he’d ask you where you were, just to try and make conversation, and you’d just say “out”

shiggy is confused atp and it’s pissing him off

he didnt have the time to ask you about it before it got bad

there’s a meeting with the higher-ups, talking about the next game plan and you walk in about five min late bc you were held up with a previous responsibility

shigaraki happily regards you

“y/n, good. we wanted to wait for you before we started.”

“oh that’s suprising. didn’t think you’d notice my absense. sorry for the hold up,” you bite before sitting down with a huff

everyone: 😦

you: 🙃

shigaraki: 🤨

the people in the room are sweating bc now that shigaraki was thicc™️ and highkey indestructible, he was actually really scary now

even though you were his respected s/o, no one knew how he’d react

surpringly, he ignores your attitude and starts the meeting; so everyone forgets about it

the meeting goes on and whiles someone else is talking, you notice your bf shuffle his chair closer to yours

you give him a side eye “what do you--”

shigaraki grabs the side of your neck in a firm grip and pushes your ear against his lips

“i don’t know what’s up with you, but watch it, sweetheart” he whispers before he goes back to listening like nothing happened

you: well call me scared and horny!

when the meeting ends, it’s just the two of you and he eventually figures out why you’re being like this

he gives you a smirk and calls you a spoiled brat before laying you across the table and apologizing to you in the best way he knows how

Dabi:

lmaooo funny how you think this man gives a fuck

you’re really beefin with yourself bc he don’t got enough energy to deal with the pettiness

if you act way out of line though, don’t put it beneath him to retaliate

you give him nice, he’ll treat you sweeter

but you give him bitch, he’ll give you bitch back tenfold

it’s the same for you

you’re just as jelaous and stuborn as he is

you’re perfect for each other but still a lil toxic in a good way 💀

one time, you dragged him to go grocery shopping with you (he really hates how much he likes you lmao)

whiles you were a ways away getting something, a woman came up to him and started flirting with him

*spidey senses activated*

you watch from afar, expecting him to immediately turn her down but he “plays nice” and you can see him gobble up the attention

it’s not until she asks for his number that he points to you and she genuinely apologizes before taking her leave

dabi acts all surprised when you throw a soup can in the cart and stalk off

“you good bro?” he asks

“i’m great and i’m not your bro” you say, but there’s a clear attitude in your voice

you couldnt even hide it on your face

he’s mad confused, but dabi doesn’t push it bc he doesn’t time for all that

“okay, be mad by yourself lol”

you weren’t even that mad but now since he wants to be funny, it’s game over

“and you go fuck your other bitches”

he literally turns into that nick canon meme

dabi’s head is spinning

bc wtf are you even talking about, my guy?

“yooo, i dont know who you talking to but i know it’s not me”

“who tf else is here, dumbass?”

now you got him heated and he’s this close to just walking up out the store

but he thinks youre hot when you’re being crazy so he stays

he grabs your wrist to stop you “you’re doing a lot”

you snatch it out his hand, “and you didn’t do enough when that woman came up to you and started putting moves on you!”

ahh, so that’s why you’re angry

dabi’s anger fades and now he’s chuckling

“oh so you think this is funny? i’m not gonna stand here and be disrepsted by no man looking like a fucking burnt piece of charcoal--”

he pulls you into his arms and smothers your rant in a kiss that makes you see stars

you’re lucky the aisle is empty bc you spend the next ten seconds with his tongue down your throat

when he pulls back, he smirks at your speechlessness

“well this burnt piece of charcoal is your man. no one else’s. and don’t forget it, doll-face”

he smacks your ass and walks away leaving you nearly skipping behind him

#todoroki natsuo #natsuo x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #dabi #todoroki touya #dabi x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha x black!reader #mha x black reader #mha x poc!reader #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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thewhizzyhead · 3 years

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a non-filipino's guide to trese: ep 1

So some of my mutuals decided to check out Trese aka the Netflix adaptation of the Filipino horror comic book series that I keep rambling about here and then since well um most of my mutuals aren’t from the Philippines fshfs I decided to make a long-ass post that basically consists of me rambling about the cultural context present in Trese with fun little tidbits about Filipino folklore. I’m not an expert on Filipino mythology so um I just typed out the stuff that I know and the stuff that I looked up on Wikipedia so um take this with a grain of salt aaaaa I’ll save the extensive google scholar research ramble on folklore present in Trese for another day.

I’ll try to find the sites where I got some of the information from cause um yea I kinda had a bit of a hard time finding the other shit so um once again, take the stuff here with a grain of salt. Also, feel free to add more info if you guys got any!

SO ANYWAYS ENJOY ME RAMBLING ABOUT EPISODE 1 OF TRESE WOO

+ MRT and LRT (Manila Metro Rail Transit and Light Rail Transit) are train systems in NCR (the capital region) and yea them suddenly stopping and malfunctioning in the middle of the goddamn rail is a daily occurrence and we have been trying to deal with this bullshit for years but alas, corruption and negligence are sweet sweet drugs.

+ When the MRT broke down, you'd see a red bee in the flashing billboard right? Well that's Jollibee and that's probably the most well-known fast food restaurant chain here heck there are even branches of it abroad!

+ According to many youtube comments along with other social media posts that I am way too tired to link here, the opening theme is an Ifugao ethnic song called Balluha'd Bayyauhen but with modern accompaniments and I think the song is about a fruit called a balluha that the character in the song tries to it but cannot swallow. (someone please correct me if I’m wrong here fjkfs)

+ The first um monster that we see Alexandra interact with is the White Lady of Balete Drive. White Ladies or “Kaperosa” are a type of female ghosts typically dressed in ghostly white dresses or similar garments. According to legend, she died in a car accident while driving along Balete Drive (a two lane street formerly lined with Balete Trees which are said to be a home for spirits and mysterious creatures) in Quezon City while other accounts say she died waiting for the arrival of her lover; others also say that she was a teenage girl who was run over and killed by a taxi driver at night and then buried around a Balete tree while another variation of the tale claims that a student from the University of the Philippines was sexually assaulted and killed by a taxi driver nearby and so said ghost haunts the street in search of her murderer. There are many other variations but according to local rumor, the legend was fabricated by a reporter in 1953 in order to make an interesting story. What remains consistent in many variations is that apparently taxi drivers would be stopped by a beautiful lady asking for a ride and if one would look at the rear window, they would see that the white lady in question is bruised and drenched in blood.

+ There are a lot of mentions about "lakans" and stuff in reference to Alex and her father right? In precolonial times, the term is used to refer to the paramount ruler or the highest-ranking political authorities in Tagalog communities (so um NCR and some parts of Region 4). In Muslim communities, they are called sultans while communities with strong trade connecitons with Indonesia or Malaysia called them Rajah. Datu is umm the more generalized term though when it comes to discussing the leaders of the precolonial Filipinos.

+ So, Alex’s mom is a babaylan and back in the pre-colonial period, each barangay (which a native filipino term for a village or a district; said term is still used today to describe um divisions in municipalities like) had them and these are basically Philippine shamans and they specialized in communicating with the spirits of the dead. To my knowledge, the role of babaylan went to women and yea people assigned male at birth but then identified as female were also allowed to become babaylans and they would be treated with the same respect given to any woman back then (honestly I dunno much about lgbtq+ stuff back in the precolonial times but all I know is that precolonial Filipinos were much a lot more welcoming towards trans identities bUT THEN THE SPANIARDS CAME AND UM ERR RUINED THAT); also the writing Alexandra's mom did in that one scene with the dagger is in Baybayin - preHispanic Filipino script. I dunno what she wrote down though. .

+ Also I kinda find it funny that the people here esp those who were at the White Lady scene are um,,, not at all surprised? Like yea quite a number of filipinos have their own superstitions and beliefs and all that but um yea the people in Trese seem very used to the bullshit,,,which in retrospect, isn't at all inaccurate fsdfd I MEAN WE DEAL WITH UNSURMOUNTABLE AMOUNTS OF BS ON A DAILY BASIS SO I DON’T THINK DEAD GHOSTS WOULD EVEN FAZE MANY FSKJDS

+ The one that appears right before Alexandra talks with the duwende (the one in the manhole) is called Laman Lupa (which i guess translates to um "What is in the earth"? just um YEA THEY ARE DIRT CREATURES). normally this is an umbrella term for duwendes and nunos but in Trese they are servants of these aforementioned creatures.

+ Duwende (which came from the Spanish phrase "dueno de case" which means "owner of the house") or dwarves in Filipino folklore are known to be mischievous and magical environmental guardians. They are believed to reside in trees or under earth mounds (those that live in the latter are called nuno sa pundo or old man of the mount) which is why quite a lot of Filipinos say "tabi tabi po" or “excuse me” when wandering around a forest or earth mounds as a sign of respect and in the hopes the duwende won't torment them. If the person is friendly, the duwende can also be friendly in return and will bring that person good lucl; otherwise, those who destroy their homes by stepping on them will face their wrath in form of heartless curse and predictions of ominous and disastrous fates. A duwende's color also depends on their budhi or conscience: to my knowledge, white duwendes are kind, red ones give protection amulets, green ones are firnedly with children and the black ones give nothing but trouble.

+ Chocnut aka the snack Alex bribes the nuno with is a very yummy chocolate snack made of coconut milk, crushed peanuts and cocoa powder. They are umm about an inch in length and maybe half an inch in width so it's fairly small; that being said I WANT THE CHOCNUT THAT ALEXANDRA HAS CAUSE HOT DAMN THAT'S A BIG CHOCNUT

+ In Trese, the creatures in the MRT scene and in the warehouse Alexandra visits after she talks with the duwende are called "aswang". In Philippine folklore, it is an umbrella term for any kind of monster so um an aswang in Luzon would be very different from the aswang in Mindanao. According to what I saw on wikipedia, they can be classified in 5 categories: the vampire (self-explanatory um they drink blood), the viscera sucker (the manananggal, i'll get to that next time), the weredog (cats and pigs are also possible but um yea they target pregnant women), the witch (self-explanatory boom curses and stuff) and the ghoul (they gather near trees in cemeteries to feast on human corpses). Aswangs are often described to have a long, hollow tongue, sharp claws and sharp teeth, although they do also have human forms.

+ To my knowledge, Ibwa, the leader of the aswangs in the warehouse, is a creature from Tinguian or Itneg mythology (they, like the Ifugao, are an indigenous ethnic group in northwestern Luzon) though I could be wrong about this dksfsf Ibwa seems like an ethnic filipino term tho wah I can't remember where I once read that. But anyways, Ibwa often stalk sthe house of a dying person to steal its body. In order for the ibwa to NOT succeed in that, some people burn holes in the garments of the dead and put a sharp iron object on top of the grave since those are most powerful weapons against aswangs which is what Alexandra uses to subdue the Ibwa and kill all the other aswangs (the knife alex uses is named Sinag which means "ray of light".)

+ ALSO I AM SO SO GLAD THEY KEPT THE FILIPINO SWEARS IN THE ENGLISH DUB YES YES THIS IS A VERY GOOD JOB so lemme discuss the versatility of tangina-

+ Also umm Bossing is a nickname of Vic Sotto - one of the three pioneer hosts of Eat Bulaga! which is the longest running Philippine noontime variety show. Over time, most probably due to the show's popularity, the term "bossing" then became um slang for "boss" or "chief"

+ Translation of what Alex says when she's stirring the eye inside the cup: “In the eyes of others, secrets will reveal themselves.”

+ Sidenote: The English dub's pronunciation of many of the tagalog lines are um yea they r pretty good but they could use a bit of work but then again I'm really not that good in speaking in Tagalog so who am I to judge gkdkf sorry po guys conyo po ako-

+ Maria Makiling is arguably the most famous of all the diwatas (ancestral spirits, nature spirits, or deities) in Philippine Mythology; she is associated with Mount Makiling in Laguna as the guardian spirit of the mountain. Mount Makiling is said to resemble a profile of a woman and people associate the profile with Maria herself. She is also known as a goddess by the name of Dayang Masalanta and people would pray to her for safety and to stop storms and earthquakes. That's the goddess Alexandra's mother mentions right when she tells Alex to hide. (Translation to what she said there: Maria Makiling, goddess of the mountain, bless us.)

+ ALSO YEA THAT MAYOR IN THE MRT STATION IS UMMM RATHER REMINISCENT OF MAAAANY POLITICIANS AND PUBLIC SERVANTS HERE LIKE BELIEVE ME I CAN THINK OF SO MANY NAMES RN. THEY WOULD FLAUNT THEIR MACHISMO AND PROMISE THAT THEY THEMSELVES SHALL PUNISH THE PERPETRATORS HARSHLY BUT IN THE END THEY DONT MEAN SHIT AND ARE IN OFFICE TO SERVE ONLY THEMSELVES AND TO SHIT ON THE REST ESP THOSE OF THE POORER SECTORS AND *NOTHING IS DONE ABOUT IT*. WE LIVE IN HELL OKAY. also hmm how the police are represented here is umm,,,interesting,,, like i know there are sOME good police officers like the ones alexandra assists but like,,,our current sociopolitical climate + the many cases showcasing the corruption in the police force + tHE SHEER AMOUNT OF POLICE BRUTALITY HERE would ummm beg to differ. but um anyways-

+ Also Mang Inasal posters can be seen in the MRT station backdrops and um it’s a very famous restaurant chain here and they serve lots of barbecue and other filipino stuffs and i miss them a lot God their halo halo is very yummy

+ Santelmo - oki so this is the fire face thingy that Alexandra summons inside the ruined train. This is the shortened version of the term "Apoy ni Santa Elmo" or "St. Elmo's Fire" - this is a weather phenomenon wherein plasma is created from an electrical discharge from a rod like object in an atmospheric electric field. This phenomenon was used to warn of imminent lightning strikes or storms (there is a chapter in Noli Me Tangere where Pilosopo Tasyo talks about that bUT I'LL SAVE THE NOLI ME TANGERE RAMBLES FOR ANOTHER DAY). But according to Philippine folklore, santelmos - which are said to be souls of people lost as sea - are balls of fire that appear where accidents or big arguments happen. In Trese, santelmos (alex's santelmo being "The Great Spirit of the Binondo Fire") can be called to assist in supernatural investigations

+ Translation of what Alex says when she draws the circles to meet with the purple ghosts: "Souls, where are you off to? I'll be entering too, so please open the door."

+ Remember the scene at the train with all the purple ghosts and the woman in a veil? Yea the woman is an emissary of a goddess named Ibu and she is the Manobo (again, another indigenous ethnic group but this time they're from Mindanao; fun fact we have around 134 ethnic groups) goddess of deceased mortals and the queen of the underworld; she also serves as a psychopomp and guides the newly deceased souls to the other side (having an MRT be the ride to the underworld isn’t in the legends tho so fkkjsf)

+ The aswang in the top hat is called Xa Mul and according to the Isneg/Apayao people (yay another ethnic group but this time in northern Luzon - the Cordillera regions to be specific), they are an evil spirit known to swallow people whole.

+ Alex has two henchmen right? Yea they are named Crispin and Basillio and No I still don’t know who’s who and I'm really sorry about that fsfjs so anyways the names Crispin and Basillio are actually those of two brothers featured in the Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo novels (Crispin is younger and Basilio is older) which are basically the national novels here cause um yea written by national hero Jose Rizal as sociopolitical commentary about the Spanish regime here. I don't know if I want to spoil this cause I kinda want other people to read the novel too fskfs BUT ALL IN ALL, ONE OF THEM DIES IN LIKE THE 10TH OR 11TH CHAPTER OF NOLI ME TANGERE (and the novel has 64 chapters btw) AND UM YEA-

+ OKI SO TO ADD MORE CONTEXT TO THE SQUATTER STUFFS MENTIONED IN TRESE (we r gonna use the tiny font here because holy shit this rant is long): So,in the Philippines, especially in the capital region, there are lots of slum areas called squatters. These are dense urban settlements made of compact makeshift housing units that aren't really officially recognized by the government. This is um very reflective of the poverty situation here and there are maaany factors that come into play here and if i were to go into depth about this topic, that rant would probably turn into an academic paper so for the sake of brevity, let's just say that Things Are Fucked Up Here. Oftentimes the poorer sectors are being ignored and left to their own devices despite tons of campaign promises to make things better and easier for them. The communities that live here are incredibly vulnerable to floods, fires, and the like and afaik no concrete solutions have been in effect to protect these people and their settlements. There have also been many times where squatter areas are dismantled or demolished despite protests of people living in those areas and yea I understand the need to make space and the need for renovation but the people should still be offered some sort of temporary settlement or financial compensation thingy that doESN'T fuck them over but alas, we have an anti-poor government. That being said, I really like Trese Ep 1's portrayal of governmental negligence, but I also have some thoughts, especially in regards to the mayor being arrested THAT FAST which um believe me, NEVER FUCKING HAPPENS BECAUSE MANY MAYORS AND A LOT OF POLITICIANS HAVE THE POLICE IN THEIR POCKETS SO UM ERR YEA JUSTICE IS RARELY A THING HERE BUT UM ANYWAYS YEA THE GOVERNMENT LIKES TO SHIT ON THE POOR WOO LET'S SAVE THE USE OF SOCIOLOGICAL LENS ON THIS MATTER FOR ANOTHER DAY

+ The news channel reporting the arrest of the mayor is ABC-ZNN WHICH IS AN OBVIOUS REFERENCE TO ABSCBN aka the top media conglomerate here (that has been fucked over by the government so many times to the point that they had to shut down operations last year which is all sorts of unfair so seeing them being referenced here kinda made me happy gksfks)

#HI PATROC I HAVE A GIFT #IT'S A VERY LONG AND CONVOLUTED GIFT #BUT IT'S A GIFT #I WISH YOU THE BEST OF LUCK IN TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THIS #this is literally 2813 words long AND IT TOOK ME 12 HOURS TO TYPE THIS OUT OH GOD #AND THIS IS JUST EP 1 #here's to hoping the following eps are gonna be much easier for me to like ramble about considering that i explained quite a lot here gfsfs #please do take this ramble with a grain of salt tho cause obviously I am not a mythology expert so um feel free to add more info!#i'd really love to see more info about trese so yay!#trese #trese netflix #alexandra trese #trese spoilers #ask to tag

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nanaminsonyfans · 4 years

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Inuit Kisses

Masterlist ✨ Requesting Rules

Characters; Enji, Bakugo, Shoto

Request: May I ask for some fluffy headcanons for Enji, Bakugou, and Shoto with an s/o who has a healing quirk where they give eskimo kisses to heal wounds and injuries?

A/N; Of course! This entire request made me very✨soft✨

Triggers: Slight mention of gore and blood? cursing and anime spoilers

Enji Todoroki

You have always been there for Enji Todoroki, always trying to help him the best you can

After his battle with the Nomu Hood, the right side of his face was scarred, Recovery Girl couldn’t do much to help, so she called you.

You studies with her since your quirks were very simlair so you were always on stand by for search and rescue missions

Anyways-

You went to the hospital crying because the man you loved was reckless

“Why are you crying?”

“Shut up Enji.”

He nuzzled his cheek with your nose, eskimo kiss

His scruffy facial hair always tickled you and your nose always did the same to him

Enji’s soft chuckles always made your heart soar, and he knew this

Even in highschool you always had to be on standby for the reckless man, always pushing himself a little too far and burning his skin

He never learned his lesson

“You’re a lifesaver, Y/N. Always here to save me.”

“Yeah, because I love your dumbass.” You huff and proceeded to give him the silent treatment for awhile.

Katsuki Bakugo

Whew, this man is STUBBORN

Was a dick the first time you met at the sports festivial but guess who was just there for healing? you. your team would be op

Katsuki would refuse the first few times to be healed but whats more embarassing? Getting kissed by a grandma or tickles by a cute person’s nose? Lets take option B

After his fight with Izuku, Aizawa called you in to heal both of them since recovery girl is old and asleep.

Bakugo get JEALOUS of you giving Izuku little eskimo kisses

Cause like, he was secretly dating you after the first sports festival

“FUCKING DEKU! GET OFF MY S/O!”

Everyone in the infirmary is sh00k

Like, what did he just say? Pardon?

Izuku obviously like, pushes you away, refusing to get beat up again

“Was it not a good idea to bring young l/n in here?” All Might asks Aizawa

“No! I’m here to help, Katsuki is just...” You glared at the blonde, making him scared which confused everyone even more

Like, s c a r y

You carry on healing Izuku after Bakugo says a neglectful sorry

You give him a little kiss when you finished healing the blonde, just to make him more embarrassed for is overreactions.

Safe to say he didn’t keep up his shit.

Shoto Todoroki

You two have been dating for awhile

he wasn’t a very touchy feely person during the first few months of you guys dating, but your quirk changed that rather quickly

You were in 1-A because your hand to hand combat was great and quirk was fairly useful yea know?

He enjoyed the cuddle sessions with you more than he should, but like in an innocent way.

You would always nuzzle his scar in an attempt to heal it, but your quirk only allowed you to heal fresh wounds

He enjoyed the thought though and it always made his heart soar at the feelings of your button nose on his cheek

One time, he got really hurt, and your heart broke seeing him in such a state.

It was like Midorya’s injuries, he pushd his quirk too far

Shoto was always resposible so you never expected that from him

He had frost bite and burns from pushing his quirk during the training camp

You went off on Aizawa for allowing that but Shoto calmed you down

“It was progress, I can switch between my quirks faster now.”

You pampered the boy in kisses and cuddles, rubbing your nose all over happily

“Y/N- I’m healed now it’s okay...”

“No, you’re trying to be tough just lay with me.”

“Fine...” Shoto honestly wasn’t going to pass up his chance to cuddle his lover. He would be a fool to do so

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ringmyheart · 3 years

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Can I request Vin Jin boyfriend headcanons and some fluff? (You don't have to force yourself)

(This and the other vin jin rq were merged!)

Honestly the way I see it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a very calm person or outgoing person. No matter what this relationship is gonna end up being considerably chaotic

He ropes you into everything he does. Doesn’t matter if u r a design student or an architecture student or if ur on the opposite side of the school from him, u r practically in his class. Dating him is like signing a contract sealing away ur own life bc he makes it a point to be ALWAYS w u

In class he doesn’t gaf if the teacher has ur seat on the other end of class, he is somehow finding a way to sit next to u against ur will or not. And when the teacher moves u two away from eachother INTENTIONALLY bc of this, he is threatening whoever happened to sit next to u to trade seats w him. He will go as far as to dress up as them to make it look like they’re them to be next to u and he’s so dramatic ab it.... being away from u felt like u were star crossed lovers whom the world was fiercely against

And if UR against this cuz ur tired of getting in trouble in class, or if you reject any of his advances, he’s gonna be really, really, really offended. He will at first sputter and be kinda shy and embarrassed about it, before he goes “fine! Have fun on your own without me, the greatest thing in your fucking life!”

He move seats back and will glare at you periodically every five minutes to pavlov dog you so that every five minutes every day, even when he’s not there, you feel the burning stare of vin jin

If you’re his s/o, he’ll buy you a matching pair of sunglasses so ur the freshest looking couple around Seoul (they’re hideous and thick but he thinks u look fly)

The glasses don’t have nearly as many layers as his does for himself so u can see, and u wonder how he managed to make them just as bulky and if he did it on purpose to sabotage u. Like “did u make my glasses purposefully ugly so no one else will want me?”

U have to dodge a punch after saying anything like that ab his fashion decisions LMAOAO

He’s rlly proud of u two matching. With the glasses and anything in general. He’ll make you wear a jacket matching his, or the same shoes and he will stop people in the hall and be like “wait. Notice anything cool ab us today?? Cooler than normal??”

And when they don’t respond he boasts “that’s right!! Me and my other half r matching. Look at us and weep, losers.” He thinks u two look so good....... if ur enthusiastic ab wearing matching things too he is elated u have to pray that tomorrow he won’t show up w another “if lost return to Vin Jin” “I’m Vin Jin” pair of jackets or anything of the like bc it happens SO OFTEN

And on the topic of sharing when it’s cold he likes to share jackets and blankets w u. Ur desks r moved by eachother by vin jin himself and u two share one blanket over u and shiver bc he just likes it, sharing w u plus he’s slightly warmer. And yes if you guys had indivizual blankets you would be warmer, but u guys have to struggle together he doesn’t care what anyone says (yes even ur protests ur sharing that one blanket wether he has to wrap it around u himself and tear up the one u brought on ur own or what”

He is so blind in love that he cannot tell when u guys suck at stuff. Like if ur in the wrong he doesnt care ur RIGHT and he’s taking that to the grave. He can belittle u and call u out but if someone else says ur in the wrong it’s on sight

Will die protecting ur name even when ur the one who was genuinely wrong

He forces u to make a beat for him to rap to. He loves rapping and wants to enjoy it w u, so ur forcefed YouTube videos of how to beatbox so u can be his bgm and eventually u probably just start to enjoy it to

And u always start a beat and he starts busting out rhymes and it’s SO BAD. It doesn’t matter if ur good at beatboxing if vin Jin is on the track w u it’s gonna sound terrible he brings the quality down immensely but u two just cannot tell

Like after a two session ur like “omg... that was so good. We should go pro?” “Fuck yea we should we’re better than those posers” “we could rlly make it in the industry fr” no u absolutely could not

During the school festival, u sang with him and it was SO bad. Half the crowd is gonna have 2 be hospitalized but u two had FUN up on the stage

Like I said, he has absolute faith in u. All u do is right. If ur driving a car for the first time, he is going to be ur little hype man doesn’t matter if u suck. U hit a curb and he went “YES babe!! Ur killing it cant wait till u hit the road bby” Ur not allowed to touch a car for the next two years now bc he kept cheering u on when u we’re doing CLEARLY wrong things

On a plane u r looking for the bathroom like pensively and u see a handle and look back and r like “is this it???” And vin jin thinking u r all righteous will go “yea babe go for it” and u open it and u depressurizate the cabin immediately

Now both on like 5 no fly lists

He loves to do things with u, like I mentioned earlier, and things he wouldn’t do alone he’ll do w u. Like drawing alone?? Boring. Drawing w Y/N??!!! Who knows what could happen..... so much fun could ensue. Maybe he will draw u cutely. Maybe he will draw u so ugly u will be forced to engage in a fight.

He likes to play just dance w u and compete for the “greats/all star!” Little titles above, and it becomes like a Friday night ritual for u two to turn just dance on and just go at it. But sometimes he’ll get too intense and suddenly he’s actually fighting for the chance to beat u. Will trip u so u lose on purpose

He makes u listen to him sing and rap to u. And u try to leave and he hugs tightly and is like LISTEN IFS FOR U, DONT BE UNGRATEFUL and now u have to listen

He makes u a mixtape of songs he made himself and they are all considerably worse than “remember the times we had”. It’s uploaded on SoundCloud and all the comments r hate and u listen to it a lot bc u know he loves u sm he made u a mixtape ya ur gonna play that but everyone else hates it w a passion

Like the comments r like:

Daniel: well.... it’s definitely a song 😅 I’m glad you love (y/n) so much!

Duke: he’s not making it out the hood 😐

Zach: never let this man in a studio AGAIN

Mary: this should’ve stayed in the CD

(Y/N): love it! 😍

Zoe: kill your producer 💀

Mira: ...

He’s overprotective too

If someone looks at u for more than a second he’ll go “what?? U think she is hot, huh? I’ll kick ur ass fucking perv.... cmon babe let’s go”

Will throw his arm around u and streer u the opposite way of any potentially good looking ppl to keep ur eyes on him

Oh Daniel is coming?? What a coincidence u and vin Jin suddenly have to turn the corner to the other way of ur classroom for some reason

Eli is near?!!! Oh no u just got milk spilt in ur eye!! Oh no now he has to wipe ur eyes and u two have to leave the cafeteria whatever will he do

It’s not that he doesn’t have faith in u, he doesn’t have faith in other men. Like he thinks they r all competition, and doesn’t doubt ur loyalty rather doubts how good he can b for u

WILL beat someone up for u. If someone smokes while ur around suddenly his fists r swinging at them cuz even if u smoke or vape urself no one else can get that stuff in ur lungs but YOU or HIM!!

If ur crossing the street and a car almost hits u, it’s the cars fault and he’s kicking the license plate and cursing it out for almost touching u “stupid fucking piece of metal”

Is the type of boyfriend to call u when he knows ur in an Uber and be like “babe u got ur gun w u right?? Oh don’t forget ur BOMB and ur MACHETE!! Yeah just left the house I killed some ppl nbd haha anyways HRU what’s ur Uber driver like” so the driver of ur car won’t even think ab kidnapping u. He has got ur back even when u do not want it

He doesn’t want u to see his eyes, so he’ll tell you to look away so he can take his glasses off and look at u in full color in all ur glory but he never tells u WHY he’s telling u to look away u think it’s a weird thing of his, or he’s insecure ab his face which is partially true but really he’s taking his glasses off and just looking at u. Adoringly.....

He hates PDA. He loves PDA. Do u see his dilemma

Like he loves PDA but doesn’t want anyone seeing him vulnerable even u.... so he’ll hold ur hand and be like “EWWW WHAT R U DOING GET YR HAND OFF MINE”

If u take the lead THATS best bc he can blame it on u and it’s ur fault he HAS to lock fingers w u cuz u did it to him first and he has an excuse to touch u and v like u started this im just sending u ur own energy back 😤

The type to be just like blind, overwhelmed in love. Always thinks ab u, always wants to be w u, worries ab u a lot and frets over u without showing it.... he hates it and loves it to death. Despises it but wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world

Eats lunch w u in the cafeteria and if u sit w someone else u r the ultimate traitor and he will trash talk u to hide his hurt to Mary the entire lunchtime. Kinda possessive.... wants u to also only think about him

WOULDNT EVER fight u for real. Play fights occur VERY often, like pillow fights, tripping ur foot when u say a joke insulting him, grabbing ur collar but he would sooner die than lay a finger on u

Verbal fights happen a lot and if he ever like LOSES it he may lash out and almost hit u and follow thru. I don’t think he’d be able to catch himself that quickly, and if he ever did he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Literally until the day dies he will take it to his grave

He may not sputter out apologieswill just look at u incredulously and then at his hands because what had he done? What did he just do? To you???????? (Y/n))))?????? His (y/n)??? Light of his life?

Will apologize probably over text or through a note or call, and if u don’t respond he is consumed by regret and tries to find u instantly like runs back to ur place

If u forgive him he feels bad still, because does he deserve it? And he might just isolate himself for a bit bc he can’t face u and if it left a scar he is dead inside. It kills him, literally

I could go on w this but I’ll probably save it for another separate pair of hcs later 😭

If u guys ever break up he will fight for u again and won’t stop till ur back together like flowers in ur locker every day, chocolate give during lunch, etc. He wont ever give up hope that he can win u over again and be w u again. He would keep trying, when he wakes up his first thought is ur name in a cold panic bc he can’t rest easy till ur his again and he will try and show off and poorly serenade u and trash his price and be corny and cheesy to get u back

Will set up a performance w the school to let him rap w a mic during lunch for u and he’s saying bars like “(read in bad rapping voice w inconsistent beat) (y/n), love of my life, uh, without you I’d die, uh. Please won’t you take me back? Yuh, without you ima have a heart attack. (Wha!). (Y/n), love of my life, yeah, without you I’m in strife, yup! Please be mine again, (babe), I can never rest till then.”

If the embarrassment doesn’t make u take him back so he’ll pls stop, and when he stands up on the lunch tables to do a little performance doesn’t do it either, then the odd sincerity of his voice and pain in his look (even tho while rapping he sticks out his lower lip in a weird pout) definitely, hopefully will

U make everything worth it !! Truly the light of his life

I hope these were what u wanted, I just had fun w them and wrote stuff that came off the top of my head when I thought of VJ!! ❤️

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tsuy4n · 4 years

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NZHZHSNS HI HELLO UH I JUST REMEMBERED WHAT I ACTUALLY WANTED TO REQUEST— so uh remember that drunk fic that you did? umm, what would the MC's reaction be when she sees the video? and would her interactions with everyone change? anyways thank you !!!

Okay. Okay. So I'm very sorry. I just saw this. Me is busy with stuff and so, yeaaaa! Let's do this!

Drunk: After

"Ugh...My head."

Mc groans out while looking for their D.D.D to check the time.

"Why did I even drink that much??"

They stand up, still half asleep while heading towards their bathroom to fix their self.

"My head feels like exploding. I don't wanna go to school and just stay here to sleep..."

Mc whines but changed their clothes into their RAD uniform and head to RAD nonetheless, after taking the hangover pill that Lucifer left at the table, along with her breakfast which had a note.

"Surprisingly everyone had an agreement of making your breakfast. You must be having a massive headache, so if just want to take a rest for the rest for today, go ahead. -Lucifer."

They chuckle and kept the note with a smile on their face.

"...Why am I having this feeling of disgust towards myself?"

You ask as you shiver, having goosebumps while looking confused.

...

"I regret my decision now."

They grumbled as they walk at the hallway, the noise making her head to ache more.

"I should've just stayed home and lazed around."

Mc continues to grumble, not even realizing a hand coming towards her shoulder.

"Good morning, Mc. Are you feeling okay? I thought you would be staying and resting at home."

Simeon greets then questions with a bright smile.

"Huh? Oh, hey Simeon. And yeah, I'm doing fine..I guess."

They replied, mumbling the last part with a sheepish smile.

"And I just didn't like the thought of missing today's lesson. It's my fault for drinking too much anyways."

Mc felt the shame crawling its way towards them, making them completely confused. Wondering why they're feeling such shame and disgust towards their self.

"Well, if it isn't Mc."

Solomon enters the scene, somewhat looking completely smug as he smiles at them.

"It's great to see you attending RAD. I really expected for you to be resting at the House of Lamentation."

You felt like sweating, and feeling nervous in front of the angel and human sorcerer.

Just what is this heavy shame feeling on my shoulders???

They thought as they stared at the two handsome males, who seemed somewhat shining bright and looking so smug, especially Solomon, the human sorcerer.

"What are you being so smug about?"

Solomon hums as he continues to smile that you even cursed at his handsome face for making your heart so weak, that made you pissed.

"Ah, that's right. You said that we should be giving you some warning before smiling, right?"

You stared at him with wide eyes, confusion completely written all over your face.

"Huh??? What???"

The two of them laughs, finding your confused look adorable for them that it just made them want to tease you more.

"Anyways, don't have a heart attack when one us smiles, okay?"

Simeon says, patting your head that your confusion meter kept rising.

"That's right. Ahaha."

Solomon winks at you, and it seems that an arrow just pierced your heart and...eyes. But, of course, you responded with a small smile.

F*ck.

"Mc!"

Luke runs towards them, smiling brightly as he gives them a hug.

"The demon brothers said that you'll be absent today because you're sick! Why are you here instead of resting? Are you gonna be okay taking classes when sick??"

Mc couldn't help but be in awe at the little angel, thinking he's just the most cute and absolutely adorable being they have seen.

"Of course."

They replied with a soft smile, completely forgetting their head aching somehow.

"Anyways, I'll get going now. See you later guys."

You said your goodbye to the three, now remembering that feeling of shame and disgust once again.

"Did I miss something? I don't remember anything after taking my 7th glass or something."

They take a deep breathe, a small smile showing.

"I'm sure I didn't do anything weird."

Soon you felt someone tap your shoulder, which made you turn around with a hum.

"A pleasant morning, Mc!"

Diavolo greets in a joyful manner, looking completely in a great mood, along with Barbatos. Both of the demons seems to shine brightly like Solomon and Simeon.

"Oh, Good morning, Lord Diavolo."

You simply greeted with a smile, finding them cute looking like that. But Diavolo pouts, making you wonder if you said something wrong.

"So they're not calling me Dia anymore, huh?"

Diavolo mumbles to himself which you raised an eyebrow, wondering what he had just said.

"Hello, Mc. Should you really be attending class today instead resting?"

They chuckle and smile.

"Yea, Don't worry, I'm doing great."

"Would you look at that! It's Mammon and Leviathan!"

The prince shouts with a laugh. The two demon brothers looked up and saw Diavolo, Barbatos and...You.

OMG! It's Mc! Gotta act natural!

"Hi, L-Lord Diavolo, and M-M-M-Mc!"

Levi stutters out, his face bright red, along with Mammon.

"Mc! What're y-y-you doin' here?! Shouldn't y-ya be r-resting at home or s-s-somethin'?"

Mc opens their mouth, an eyebrow rising.

"Uhh..It's lonely and quiet there without you guys, so yeah. And why are you both so red and stuttering so much???"

You put each of your hands on their forehead, checking out the demons temperature if their sick.

"Wow, hot. You two must've caught a cold or something."

Levi backs away, looking like he'll pass out any second because of your hand.

"T-The great Mammon isn't someone w-who'll g-g-get some dumb c-c-cold just like that!"

Mc scoffs and waves her hand.

"Sure, whatever. Don't go complaining when it gets worse. See you later Lord Diavolo, Barbatos, Mammon and Levi."

You walk away from the four of them, now getting weird out about the boys.

The f*ck is happening?? Are they just in a good mood or they're just high or something???

Now all those thinking is making their head ache more again, that it made them groan and grumble.

"Sweetie, Mc! You're here!"

Asmodeus hugs you from behind with a big smile on his face, startling you.

"Being in a place without you is so boring~!"

The avatar of lust whines then giggles.

"Uh, yeah. Sure. Whatever."

You push Asmo away making Satan to chuckle lightly, satisfied a little at what you did.

"Why are you getting so touchy? Just what is wrong with everyone today???"

Satan and Asmo stares at each other then laughs.

"Oh, honey. I knew you wouldn't remember anything about yesterday after getting si wasted like that!"

Asmo starts as he takes his D.D.D out, opening its screen.

"That was the most cutest, adorable and the precious thing I have seen of your side so far!"

Satan nods his head, completely agreeing.

"Indeed it was. It was definitely funny and cute seeing you act like that, Mc."

You stared at them with that confused expression once again which you had done many times for today.

"Here, watch this~!"

And so, that is when you felt like stabbing your eyes for seeing such things that you would never think of doing when drunk.

"See?! Especially when you smile! You see how charming thiz b*tch Ish?!"

You cover your eyes, completely bright red as shame, disgust, and embarrassment consumes you.

B*tch?! Did I seriously called Solomon a b*tch?!

They groan, then after that. They seemed to cough out blood and felt their self slowly crumbling, after seeing the scene of them hugging everyone and hearing them asking everyone in the room to marry them.

F*cking end my life.

The video ended which resulted a laughing Asmo and Satan, remembering the incident yesterday and a 100% want to experience it again.

But they flinched when they the lifeless looking Mc, who's soul seems like would leave their body any second now.

"Thank you for making me remember about my shameful and embarrassing actions of yesterday. Now if you would excuse me.."

You said, speaking sweetly with a smile.

"I would like to find a very deep hole and live there for the rest of my life."

They flinched as they saw Mc quickly dash away from them, startling both of them.

"Wha-?! Mc?!"

They both run after you to catch and stop you.

"You can't do that Mc!"

Satan shouts, holding your wrist.

"No! Let me go!"

Lucifer, Belphie and Beelzebub soon arrives, wondering what's that bickering is about.

"What in the Diavolo is happening here??"

Lucifer questions, arms crossed.

"Lucifer! Listen here, Mc wants to burry their self inside a hole!!"

Asmodeus shouts to his older brother.

"I said live! Not bury myself, damn it!"

You stop and stay quiet for a second, making them confused and worried.

"But that'll do much better!!"

...

"Why am I here with you all when I'm trying my best to ignore all of you earlier.."

You said as you sulk on a corner, covering your face.

"Come on, Mc. You shouldn't do that. You're making us sad..You won't be able to see our handsome smiling face."

Your face turns red once again, and you face Solomon.

"Don't tease me..!"

The sorcerer laughs and hugs you.

"Okay, Ahahaha. Here, let me hide you."

Everyone doesn't seem to like what's happening in front of them. Not one bit.

"He's definitely taking advantage of this."

Belphegor deadpans, earning a nod from his twin brother, who's eyebrows both furrowed.

"Yeah."

"Hey! Get away from Mc, you shady sorcerer!"

Mammon shouts, while pointing his finger at him.

"Yeah, get away!"

Luke also shouts, pouting his lips.

"I want to be in the hole of shame."

You grumble as the demons continue to bicker and glare at Solomon.

"Ahaha. Don't worry about what happened last night, Mc. What happened has happened. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."

You stare at Diavolo then laughs flatly.

"Uh, yeah, no. This is why I like to drink alone! I will never have to be worried about what weird stuff I did!"

Simeon chuckles and pats their head with a smile.

"Come on, Mc. No one even hated what you did last night."

Lucifer nods his head, cursing Solomon inside his head.

"Yes, indeed."

"In fact, we all quite enjoyed the affection you gave to all of us."

Barbatos joins as well, grinning. You sunk down, covering your bright red face.

"Well the sober me didn't."

Asmo chuckles and skips towards you, smiling brightly.

"You were so cute last night. Did you know that Mc?"

You deadpan an expression at the demon.

"All I know is that I'm horribly disgusted, ashamed, and embarrassed of myself."

Leviathan shrugs his shoulders while taking his phone out to play with it.

"I know how that feels, lol."

They all turned their heads to glare at the purple head demon.

"Come on, Mc. I'm sure you didn't meant anything you said last night, as much as it hurts to admit."

Diavolo assures, along with a soft smile but somehow looking like a puppy.

"Augh! I tend to be very honest when drunk, so this is killing me!!"

Beelzebub steps forward then stares at you.

"Do you want me to give you some of my warmth, Mc?"

You stare at the large demon and remembers that line you also said to him last night, which made you shiver in disgust at your own self once more.

"From no on, I will be limiting my drinking. 3 shots is enough. No more than that."

They deadpan and spread their arms to hug Beel.

"But why, Mc?! That side of you was absolutely adorable and precious!"

Asmo whines which made everyone to nod in agreement.

"If I ever get drunk, I will blame you Asmo "

The demon shrieks and points at Mammon.

"That's Mammon's job! Not mine! Blame him!!"

"Hey!"

The white haired scoffs and coughs.

"T-The great Mammon a-also...wants some hug...."

You stare at him, wondering what he said.

"You want some bug???"

You stare at him in disgust for asking you for a...bug. Lol.

"Anyways. I need some time alone for the time being. Don't look for me until I show myself to you all."

Mc quickly leaves the room, making the boys to chuckle which only made Luke confused.

And so, for the rest of the day, Mc avoids all of their friends. Not wanting to remember their shameful actions.

"Mc? How are you doing?"

Satan questions as the brothers continues to do their thing, but is actually listening to what they'll be answering.

"Huh? Oh, I'm doing great."

They replied with a big smile.

"Besides for the fact about what I did last night is eating me up, so yeah. I'm doing absolutely great."

Everyone discussed at chat after having dinner with their human.

"Then it would be best to not bring up what they did or about what happened last night."

Diavolo informs, which everyone responded with a demoji nodding its head. And before Diavolo puts his D.D.D down, he chats one last time.

"Have a pleasant night everyone. Take good care of Mc. Good bye."

#obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me demon brothers #obey me undateables #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me simeon

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keytomythoughts · 3 years

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Perfection Imperfections | Chapter 1

Chapter Index

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Finally, summer break. It’s been a while since I was able to go home. Having to attend high school rather far from my home in Seoul, I never thought that I’d adjust to the new environment. Fortunately, I wasn’t entirely alone, since I stayed with my aunt for the four years of my high school life. School wasn’t so bad, but the homesickness is what killed it for me. Even though it was my parents' idea to send me a rather vast distance—me not being too excited about it, but I knew I wouldn’t get my way in the end—there was some good that came from it. The two only good things, actually.

I glance outside the train window, the buildings of Busan zooming past me. Sure, it may not be my home, but I won’t lie. I’m really going to miss this place. My phone suddenly vibrates in my lap, glancing down to see a text from my group chat, smiling as I respond.

(Binnie)

R u still on the train?

Yeah have been for the past like 30 mins

(Eunuwu)

Going back to ur parents? Or r u moving out?

Funny

Yk I can’t move out, at least not on my own. My parents won’t allow it

(Binnie)

What about Jaehyun?

Idk, they rlly dc what he does tbh

They’re just hell-bent on me getting into the top schools and shit

(Eunuwu)

Damn, rough

Mhm

(Binnie)

Try talking to them, u never know

They might change their minds?

Nah, I already know how it’s gonna end

Me crying and stuffing myself with pints of ice cream

(Eunuwu)

Doesn't sound so bad

(Binnie)

¬_¬

(Eunuwu)

Except for the crying part ofc

But c’mon it cant really be THAT bad

I’ve been over plenty of times, they seem nice

(Binnie)

U’ve been to her house??

Yeah him and oppa are friends too

(Binnie)

Righttt forgot lol

And that’s bc you were there dumbass and half of the time ur either in oppa’s room or out somewhere

Interaction with my parents = minimal

(Binnie)

That sounds awful ngl :( sorry Hyuna

But hey we should all hang soon!

(Eunuwu)

I’ll be in Seoul for the summer too so y not?

I miss y’all :’(

Ok I should be there around like 5 ish so I’ll text then

(Binnie)

Aww I miss u toooo

(Eunuwu)

*puke*

Shut up, ur just jealous

(Eunuwu)

Me? Jealous?? Of what, ur face?

Yea no thx, Ive got a great face already

And personality 0:)

Gr8, explains why ur still single

(Binnie)

LOLL

She got u there bro

(Eunuwu)

Shut up

Ur talking as if u’ve got a gf

Idiot

(Binnie)

At least I didnt reject them as coldly as u did lol

See? My point exactly

Your fAcE scared off every girl in sight bc of tht pErSoNaLiTy

I almost feel bad for them, u little heart breaker

(Binnie)

He made a couple of em cry I heard

Rlly?!?

YAH

U MORON

(Eunuwu)

Bin wtf

(Binnie)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

U JERK HOW COULD U??

Those poor girls omg

Im so kicking ur ass when I c u

(Binnie)

Me 2

(Eunuwu)

Wtf?? Y???

(Binnie)

No reason lol, just feel like it

And this is why ily Binnie

(Binnie)

:D <3

(Eunuwu)

GROSS

Can it u demon

Read 4:02 PM

I snort, turning off my phone and placing it back down on my lap as I go back to staring outside my left-hand window again. Meet Cha Eunwoo and Moon Bin, my two best friends. The only reason I got through high school how I did without major setbacks. Sure, there was the occasional homesickness and all, but had I not met these two, I probably wouldn’t have even attended and graduated.

Being so far away from the place I grew up never really suited me, and they saw it right away from day one how lonely and upset I looked. I didn't seem to fit in, especially since I skipped a grade and was placed in classes that were very advanced for me. Not that I minded the vigor, but it was hard for me to socialize, let alone make friends.

That’s when I met them. Freshman year in homeroom before my first literature class. Moon Bin, a boy with parted, coppery-golden hair accompanied by his shy, puppy-eye smile and sweet nature, offered me an empty seat next to him in class, even going as far as to share his textbook and asking how I found the school. No doubt, I was embarrassed and immensely shy, stuttering over my words and failing to meet his soft gaze. However, he didn’t make fun of me nor find me odd. All he did was smile, laughing lightly at my slightly flustered state. He stuck his hand out, introducing himself (most people just call him Moonbin or Bin) with that smile of his, thus the start of our new friendship. Since then, he became someone who always knew how to cheer me up when I was feeling down. No moment was ever dull with him by my side.

Eunwoo, the tall, brooding black-haired and charismatic student almost everyone knew (and crushed on) of, was usually with Moonbin when we hung out together, but he normally kept to himself. Though quiet and sometimes reserved with his intimidating looks, it didn’t take long for him to break the ice with us, the three of us becoming close friends. Promising to stay like this until we went to college and beyond. Regardless if we all diverge and tread different paths, we would always converge and come back to one another.

Four years flew by and graduation was upon us. Just like that, the two became like family to me, my ride-or-die duo. The two who were able to turn my world upside down, finding solace in a time where I thought it was nearly impossible for me to.

My thoughts are interrupted by my “Move” ringtone—yes, I’m a huge Lee Taemin fan—looking down at my phone again to see it’s my brother calling. I sigh, picking up the call.

“What?”

He gasps dramatically. “Is that any way to address your loving older brother after being away for so long?”

I snort, shaking my head. “Loving my ass, oppa. How are mom and dad?”

“They’re fine, living. Didn’t you tell them you’re coming home?”

“Nope, I don’t even text them that often. You already know this..”

He sighs. “Yeah, I figured.”

There’s a slight pause on his end, but he continues. “You took the three-thirty train, right? So you’ll be here around five or so?”

“Yeah, give or take.”

I look out the window again to see the endless stretch of greenery and flowing springs, sometimes even children playing in the fields. I grin mischievously, deciding to poke fun at my brother when he doesn’t respond right away.

“What, you miss me?”

He makes a sound similar to throwing up. “As if. I got so used to the peace and quiet. I’m not ready for it to go away.”

“Yah!” I realize that I had yelled a bit too loudly and eyes were now trained on me, and I bow my head in apology. I lower my voice, “You’re such an asshole.”

“Oh, I know, but you still love me anyway.”

“Shut up.”

I can hear his laugh resonate through the phone and a smile unknowingly tugs at my lips. I wouldn’t say it out loud, but it’s true. When I lived with my aunt in Busan for the duration of high school, I missed Jaehyun a lot. Though two years older than me, he didn’t seem to alienate me the way my parents do. While I hate the notion that they spoil Jaehyun endlessly and let him do as he wishes, I won’t lie and say that he was a prick about it. He could’ve been, but he never came off as selfish. I’m really close with my brother, shocking as it may be. Sibling relationships are like that—one minute you want to strangle them with their intestines and the next you’re singing duets together. Crazy, but that’s how it is for us. My parents don’t really pay me any attention, so Jaehyun decides to do that instead. Not complaining though. I’d rather take his pranking and teasing over my parents’ demands and reprimands any day.

“Aight, I’m heading out for a bit. Text me when you arrive.”

I smile again. “Will do, but make sure to get me food!”

“Let me think…” He hums, and I can practically sense the smirk on his end. “Nope. Get your own.”

“Oppa!”

Jaehyun laughs. “See you in a bit, Hyuna. Get here safely. Bye!”

He hangs up the call before I get a chance to retort, and I scoff. Typical of my brother. He knows how much I enjoy street food, and every time he goes out, it’s almost certain that most of the time he stops somewhere to eat. Did he ever bring food back? Sure, but by the time I’d get to it, most of it was gone anyways. That only lasted a little while before I had gone upstate anyways, so he had more food for himself, I guess.

As the train barrels down the tracks, I feel my heart racing in excitement, but there’s also a slight ounce of dread. I really don’t know why. I want to believe it’s because I’ve been away for too long, but part of me knows it’s the fact that I’ll have to face my parents again. Knowing that I only have two months to decide where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do, I know the bitter truth is that those decisions won’t be left up to me. Last time, I was sent to Busan.

God knows where I’d be sent to now.

***

“Final destination of the KTX Busan-Seoul train at Seoul Station is approaching and will arrive at 05:30 PM. The doors to alight are on the right hand side. All passengers are requested to dismount the train upon arrival. Thank you.”

That’s my stop.

Gathering my bag and hand luggage, I patiently wait for the train to pull up at the station. Seeing the familiar shops and buildings around me makes my legs bounce up and down in both excitement and anticipation.

Four long years away from Seoul...

Before getting off, I quickly text the group chat and then my brother, letting them all know that I’ve reached safely. Side-stepping the other passengers exiting the subway doors, I carefully land onto the platform with my luggage in tow. I breathe in the air around as I stretch my arms up into the sky, the grin widening on my face.

It sure as hell feels good to be back home.

I try my best to maneuver through the crowds, but it doesn’t stop the rush of people knocking into me. At times like these, I curse my genetics for favoring my older brother instead of me in terms of height. Eventually, I come to a clearing and when my eyes glance upwards, I spot a rather familiar dark brown-haired six-foot-tall male amongst the small crowd waving me over.

“Hyuna, over here!”

I gasp, my eyes widening. “Oppa!”

He smiles as I begin walking towards him, my feet hurriedly moving across the concrete. The distance between us shortens and I abandon my luggage as he opens his arms wide.

Only for me to sucker punch him in the stomach.

He yelps in pain, grimacing as he holds his abdomen. “Shit, that hurt. What has Aunt Sua been feeding you up there? Rocks?”

I smack his shoulder, my blood slightly boiling in anger. “Yah, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?! Do you know how much money I blew off for the bus fare?”

He straightens his back before going to rub his shoulder, then behind his neck.

“Fine, fine. My bad. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess that didn’t work, did it?”

I cross my arms over my chest, huffing in annoyance. He sighs, nodding.

“Okay, okay, I’ll compensate you. Dinner’s on me.”

At this I grin, blinking excitedly. I grab onto his arm and shake it vigorously. “Really? You mean it? You’re the best, oppa!”

“Look at this brat..” he taunts, shaking his head. In a flash, he headlocks me and rubs the top of my head harshly with his knuckles, upsetting the neatly-tied auburn ponytail.

“Yah! Quit it!” I smack his arms and flail in protest, but he chuckles, saying this is what I get for cunningly finding a way to exploit him the minute I stepped back into Seoul.

What can I say? It’s a talent.

He lets go eventually, and I try to smooth down my already-tangled hair. I grumble incoherently but Jaehyun pulls me into his embrace, wrapping his arms around me. His free hand gently pats the side of my head in comfort.

“Welcome home, sis.”

I stand there stiff for a second before hugging back. He squeezes me tighter and I find myself smiling into his shoulder.

“Good to be back,” I whisper.

We stand like that for a moment before he pats my back a couple of times, us pulling away from each other soon after. He reaches behind me to grab my hand luggage as he shoulders my bag. I tell him that I can carry them just fine, but he starts walking away from the platform to the parking lot. I call out after him as I run to catch up, and I can see the corners of his mouth twitch. Jaehyun leads me to his car, a sleek matte-silver convertible Mustang. My mouth drops open in shock at its stunning beauty, my body forcing itself to remain composed for the sake of avoiding public self-embarrassment.

He throws my luggage in the back seat before he turns to me, smirking at my expression. “You like it?”

“Shit, do I like it? I love it!” I run my fingers over its metallic surface, the silver exterior gleaming in the evening glow. Grinning, I stare up at my brother who catches my gaze as I stand next to the driver’s seat, my fingers already curled on the handle.

“Can I—”

“No.”

“Please—”

“Nope.”

I pout as I pull my hand away and step to the side. Jaehyun chuckles, rubbing my head playfully before getting into the driver’s seat and starting the car. The engine purrs to life as my brother pulls out his shades and wears them. He looks at me and cocks his head to the passenger seat.

“Don’t just stand there. Get in.”

Smiling, I quickly make my way over to the other side and slip into the passenger seat. I barely have time to buckle in before Jaehyun speeds off. I scream in fright, but he laughs heartily, telling me to let loose.

With the wind harshly whipping around us, I close my eyes and tilt my head upwards, absorbing the remnants of my childhood in a place I’ll always call home. A place where my heart always feels at ease.

My name is Jung Hyuna. I’m eighteen years old, and this is my story.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

#moonbin x oc #moonbin ff #moonbin fic #moon bin #cha eunwoo #jung jaehyun #astro #nct #fanfiction #my writings #mine

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itstittycitybaby · 4 years

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May Death do Us Part (Benrey/Gordon Freeman)

A/N: ahaha im a bit nervous to post this one ngl but fuck it might as well give it a shot. if you haven’t seen hlvrai please do it’s so good and so fucking funny. Thank you @kryogie for helping me with this fic! I really appreciate it bro.

Warnings:angst,suicidal thoughts,suicide attempt,hurt/comfort,dissociation.

Benrey couldn’t die. Anyone else would be ecstatic to know that they could out run the hounds of death. Gordon’s apartment was dark that night. He’d mention earlier that morning picking up another shift, so he’d be home later. The silence was deafening as Benrey stared at the bright T.V. screen. His thoughts felt like he was dragging through quick sand and his brain lagged. “not pog. cringeworthy moments right here,” Benrey murmured to himself as a CPU beat his ass on Smash. Sonic, the one Benrey mains, looked glum as he clapped for Bowser. It was suffocating; the silence and the distant but also bright colours of the T.V. The switch hummed faintly but Benrey had trouble focusing on it.

He hated the quiet. Whenever it was quiet the guilt came rushing back. The memories of Black Mesa were fuzzy but Benrey couldn’t forget what he had done. His hand laid there on the cold cement ground as Gordon cried out in pain in the dark. His form being dragged by three soldiers as they left him to die. Benrey could faintly see the blood as Tommy started to cry.

“N-no! What are they d-doing to Mr. Freeman?”

Benrey choked on his breath; his chest felt tight and his throat contracted harshly. The whispers of the dark swirled around him and laid on his trembling form thickly. The T.V. that sat on its stand became blurry and Benrey felt as if he were sinking.

He couldn’t move. The soldiers around them paid him no mind. They laughed and carried on like nothing had happened. After all, Benrey’s job was done righ? This is what he had wanted?

“calm down,” Benrey told himself. “this..this is baby behaviour...we’re supposed to be..epic gamer....” Gordon had moved on from Black Mesa. Or so he told himself anyway. His arm was back, something Tommy’s dad had fixed. Even with his hand being back, Benrey could see the underlying anxiety Gordon had. He could see it in the way Gordon fidgeted and jumped at every loud noise. He couldn’t blame him at all. This was all his fault. He had always enjoyed making Gordon irritated. It was funny and entertaining but he had taken it too far.

Benrey knew he didn’t deserve Gordon’s kindness. He didn’t have to let Benrey in his apartment as the rain poured that night. Gordon was anxious and still held some malice towards him, but Benrey could see his big brown eyes soften with concern as he saw the blood seeping through his security shirt. Gordon was insistent on tending his wounds even though he knew Benrey couldn’t die. Something Benrey still couldn’t wrap his head around to this day.

How long had it been? Hours? Minutes? Benrey couldn’t tell but the thoughts were getting louder and louder as he sat there on the couch. He had to do something. His limbs didn’t feel like moving but he wiggled them as a test. They felt sluggish and heavy but Benrey eventually got a leg off the couch. He deserved this didn’t he? He deserved the pain and despair of the aftermath. It’s what he caused after all. So why was it so hard to move on?

“wasn’t suppos’ to be..like this,” Benrey mumbled one night as the both of them sat in front of the T.V. Some stupid rom com played. Pretty and Pink, was it? Gordon didn’t say anything but his brows furrowed. “What?” Benrey huffed. “can’t hear me feetman?..gordon freeman??more like.. gordon deafman haha...can’t even hear his bro talking to him..” Gordon rolled his eyes and sighed. “Can you ever talk seriously?” “yea...I tried but deafman couldn’t hear me....” Gordon just snorted, picking up the bowl of popcorn from the coffee table. “Whatever man just watch the movie.” Benrey could see a small smile on Gordon’s plush lips. It made his heart flutter.

The balcony felt cold underneath Benrey’s feet. Gordon’s apartment was high enough that he’d smack on the concrete and die from the impact. Sure, he’d resurrect again, but it helped with the pain. All the emotions swirled around him and bit at his gut. It was an endless torture of not being able to be at peace. People saw the ability of never being able to die a blessing. Hell, they would kill for it. Benrey saw it as a curse. It was perfect for him and the thought made him laugh hollowly. It was raining again and the air nipped at his toes and fingers. The wind made his skin numb from the cold. He laughed at the clicheness of it all. Like some damn cheesy RPG game where the main character hit his low. The sky wept with Benrey’s misery.

Benrey’s fists clenched tightly on the balcony. The metal railing was cold to the touch and the water made it a bit slippery. The laughter wheezed out of his chest. Was he crying? His tears felt hot;His arms felt slackish and unbearably slow.”c-could end everything r-right now....little feetman wouldn’t have to...p-put up with me anymore...i’ll just respawn like a gamer and...keep d-doing it....” Maybe one day he’d disappear. Maybe he’d actually stay dead. Benrey cackled at the thought. It was wishful thinking, he knew it. Yet, he couldn’t help but think of the science team. What if he actually stayed dead? Tommy would cry and wail like a good friend. He cared about Benrey even after all the shit he put them through. Dr. Coomer might be a little sad but would be back in no time. Bubby..well Bubby was and always will be a wild card. Benrey’s heart lurched when he thought about Gordon. The science team never worried too much when Benrey died but this was different entirely. Benrey wanted to die. Would they even care? Gray orbs left his mouth as he remincised over what he had done. He had fucked up and couldn’t forgive himself. How could he when he had hurt the man he liked.

Gripping the railing for support, Benrey balanced himself onto it. Carefully, he stood up on it. His stomach lurched with anxiety as he looked down. Cars honked and people walked among the sidewalks blissfully unaware. Benrey couldn’t help but think about if his head smacked onto the pavement. How traumatized innocent bystanders would be and if they would tried to help. Was it wrong that he couldn’t find himself to care?

“Benrey!” He jumped in surprise, causing him to teeter on the railing. His arms waved and so did his fingers for balance. A hand grabbed him by the back of his shirt and yanked him onto the balcony floor. Benrey let out a hiss as his back made contact with its cement floor. He cursed once he realized who prevented him from jumping off the balcony and ending his misery for a short awhile. “W-what the fuck man?!” Gordon Freeman hovered over Benrey. His glasses were speckled from the rain and his hair that was pulled up was starting to get damp. His brown eyes were wide and..was he crying? The waves of guilt that were already washing Benrey away were now crashing to the surface. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

He looked so afraid and hurt. Benrey averted his gaze. “L-let’s get you inside,” Gordon said, mostly to himself. He was trying to reassure himself, Benrey noticed, as he helped him up. Gordon’s hand wrapped tightly around his as he lead him back into his apartment. God, Benrey felt so damn guilty. He just wanted to die for a bit and be nothing. It only lasted for a couple hours before he came back but the seemingly never ending darkness called to him. It called for him to come home. Benrey could barely register a fluffly towel being wrapped around his quivering frame. His clothing clung to his skin in a gross way and he felt cold and warm at the same time. There were groceries and a pack of Moutain Dew on the kitchen isalnd. Benrey’s favorite.

Gordon ran a hand through his hair. A nervous tick he had which didn’t help Benrey’s guilt at all. “’m...s-sorry,” Benrey choked out. “weren’t suppose...to see that.” Gordon’s head shot up. His brown eyes wavered as he looked into Benrey’s seemingly cold black ones. “No man don’t a-apologize. I-If I had known...” Gordon trailed off. Benrey shook his head. “n-not just for that feetman...for everything..” His lip quivered and he dropped Gordon’s gaze. Finally, he had said what he’d been keeping in for so long. “Is that why you tried t-to..do that?” Gordon gestured to the balcony. Benrey nodded. Gordon let out a shaky sigh. “L-look man.. I’ve already forgiven you. I care about you and...I worry about you Benrey..I l-lo-” Benrey’s eyes widened. Gordon’s cheeks heated up and he swallowed thickly. “..wha?..” “U-um,” Gordon stuttered, eyes averting anything close to Benrey. “U-uh..fuck it man! I like you alright? I-I.. love you after all these months! I was gonna tell you but... I-I didn’t think you’d feel the same.. Now of all times isn’t g-good to tell you either.” Benrey stood there stunned.

Gordon swallowed nervously as he waited silently. Benrey’s silence and his stare didn’t help Gordon in the slightest. “L-look man if you don’t feel that way it’s fine. I’m more concerned about you though...I-I have a friend who’s a therapist! S-she’s great and she-” Gordon got caught off by soft lips against his own. His eyes widened but when Benrey clutched tightly into his shirt, he kissed back.

Gordon cracked a smile once they pulled away. “I-I don’t wanna pressure you into anything while in this state...so I-I understand if you don’t wanna g-get into anything-” Benrey cut Gordon off with another kiss. They were a bit cold and damp from standing in the rain. “y-you’re my gamer boyfriend now feetman..” Gordon barked a laugh as he pulled away. “I still want you to get help though okay? I want to help you through this.” Benrey nodded, “i-i’ll try bro....i’ll try.” Satisfied, Gordon beckoned to the couch. “Wanna play some video games or something?” Benrey nodded, already shuffling to the couch.

After Gordon put the groceries away and grabbed Benrey a can of Moutain Dew and his so called “gamer snacks”, he joined him on the couch. “Can I,” Gordon asked, hovering his arm over Benrey’s shoulders. He nodded and as soon as Gordon wrapped his arm around him, Benrey nestled into his side. They both smiled as they basked in each other’s presence and played Heavenly Sword. Tomorrow will be a better day.

#hlvrai #half life but the ai are self aware #gordon freeman #benrey #angst #fan fiction #fanfic #hurt/comfort

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apricotpicotty · 2 years

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bi infp girl

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!

You both like mbti.

You: hi

Stranger: HEY

Stranger: HOW'S YOUR DAY

You: i fucked up my exam cuz i slept late

You: hbu?

Stranger: Damn. I sleep early and wake up late and fuck it up also. So don't feel bad for sleeping late homie i got ur back

Stranger: My day is regular. Had to go out. Didn't enjoy my cup of coffee enough

Stranger: But it's alright. When i go home I'll do me good I HOPE

You: also this guy who i had a crush on started talking to me the very fucking day i thought of getting my shit together

You: i'll prolly ignore him

You: wht's ur type?

Stranger: Guys are like magnetic to ignorance

Stranger: YOU IGNORE THEM YOU GET THEM

Stranger: Infp what about you

You: intj 8w7

You: but does the ignorance technique actually work???

Stranger: Intj ah my favorite homies

Stranger: AY FR TRUST ME

You: idk but don't guys just leave if u ignore them?

You: i'd do that

Stranger: when you don't pay attention. Somehow that's attractive to them. I don't really get WHY

You: idk i have no experience

You: same i don't understand either

Stranger: Neither i. I'm single since my birthan

Stranger: Birth *

You: ayeee same

You: lol

You: real life people are disappointing

Stranger: But fr. Ignorance isn't good when you're in relationship but BUT if it's before having someone it's good to show that hey i can live without you. Look at me living my life

You: i've taken a ss of this

You: will surely come handy in future

Stranger: So just use it wisely and the right amount before it becomes toxic treat

You: u r single af but give love advices ??

Stranger: 😔infp can surprise

You: not tht i'm complaining but it's so ironic

Stranger: But i had my few crushes. I enjoyed my moments

You: my past crushes remind me of my cringey phase

You: only cuz i actually made the 1st move

You: never doing tht again

You: this recent guy had pretty hand and had good manners but then i was like meh fuck it

Stranger: Intj don't do anything and when do they. They think it was cringe or it was not right of them

Stranger: IMAGINE LIKING SOMEONE FOR HIS HANDS. ahahaha relatable tho. Hands are attractive 😔

You: idk if it's specifically an intj thing but gawddd the flashbacks make me want to stab myself

You: ikrrrr hand fetish go burrrrrr

Stranger: Gladly It's in the past now . I doubt he overthinked them anyway

You: yea let the past be in the past

You: and gawd my half gay ass couldnt handle shit when my friend intertwined her hands with mine

You: my brain legit went blank

You: we haven't talked since T-T

Stranger: I'm bi too 😔

You: the struggle is real

Stranger: Fr. And you have to act all cool decent and straight

Stranger: And you're just holding butterflies 24/7

You: OMFG u described tht feeling so well

You: i cursed myself after coming home so bad

You: i could've just swung my hand with her like little kids do but no the wrong hormones had to ruin it all

Stranger: IF I WAS YOU I'D ENJOY AS LONG AS IT LAST

Stranger: dude you don't get that often

You: ikkk i miss it now lmao

You: and to top it all she has a crush on a guy in my class

You: like sfkjvbsfj

Stranger: Girls have crush on guys until they realize their female friend likes them😔 they'd go 🌈

You: ahhh frr

You: wbu did u have such incidents ??

Stranger: Ngl i dated a girl once in my life but never a dude. And i broke up with her cuz i thought that was wrong and when i broke her heart and she moved on i was like man i love her and i realized i couldn't develop such pure feelings for anyone else

You: ahh first love

You: man tht stays forever

You: but i hope u move on in a healthy way too

Stranger: Fr i texted her after 3 years and.i was like hey i hope you're doing great finally i had the courage to text you and she was like ... Who are you lmao that was embarrassing and.she said okay I'm sorry that i didn't recognize you have a good day too

Stranger: I texted her on WhatsApp. I never did even when we're together

Stranger: We were*

You: omfg

You: i-

You: do u want cookies?

You: idk wht to say

You: man i would've defenestrated myself if that happened to me

Stranger: Ahahahaha it's alright. I don't blame her. I did her dirty so

Stranger: Lmaooo don't make me feel even worse

You: no i don't mean it tht way

You: sorry

You: aight let's talk about something else

You: fuck love hormones

Stranger: Yeah fuck that

You: watching anime gives me dopamine too

You: wbu?

Stranger: Why we have to develop feelings why we can't just mess around with no deep feelings *lmao dont believe me i love feeling *

Stranger: I don't watch anime

Stranger: But.i love the friends tv show

You: my friends kept pestering me to watch tht but i never did cuz it was overhyped and mainstream

You: i would rather just watch shin chan

You: idk lol

You: no offence

Stranger: I loved it. Anyway i have to go I'm sor sorrrry

Stranger has disconnected.

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mindflayedr-blog · 7 years

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Loserz Club Binch // Modern Imagine

*In which the reader joins the losers club’s group chat*

I got this idea from another imagine :) I’ll link their account when I find it. I thought it was pretty cool so I decided to write one, but of course different from them.

Warnings: Cursing from Thotzier and company

Characters: Losers Club and female!reader (I can make a male one & a gender neutral one if ya want me too :~) just drop me an ask!)

Loserz Club Binch — 11:45 am

Bev Marsh: are you guys alive???? I have an announcement

BenBen: what is it Bev?

Richie Thotzier: sent an image

Bev Marsh: NDNFNJFNF

BenBen: HAHAJFJFJFK

Bev Marsh: but fr fr fr I need everyone here for this announcement, someone get the others

Richie Thotzier: YO I GOTCHU ILL SPAM THEm

BenBen: oh man Rest In Peace to them

-Private Message between Richie and Eddie-

Richie Thotzier: KFKFKDKDD EDS GO IN THE GROUP cHAT

Richie Thotzier: KDKCKFKKFKF EDS STOP WHATEVER UR DOING AND GO IN THE CHAT YOU WHORE

Richie Thotzier: EDS

Richie Thotzier: I SAID IF YOU DONT GO ON THE CHAT RN YOUR MOM’S A HOE

Eddie K: Listen here motherfcker I’m in math rn and unlike you I actually care about my grades ok fuc off and let me learn

Richie Thotzier: FUCK YOUR LEARN GET ON THE CHAT

Eddie K: nO IM IN MATH I GOT IN TROUBLE FOR TEXTING INSTEAD OF DOING WORK THE OTHER DAY IM NOT TRYING TO DO THAT AGAIN TODAY

Richie Thotzier: YOU’RE TEXTING RIGHT NOW

Eddie K: ok u know what fuck you you’re getting blocked

Richie Thotzier: ok wait no don’t do that

Richie Thotzier has been blocked

“Son of a bitch.” Richie whispered loudly gaining looks from his fellow classmates.

-Losers Club Binch groupchat-

Richie Thotzier: smh Eddie’s hoe ass blocked me

Bev Marsh: KSKSKSKSSK LMFAOAOOAA

BenBen: get rekt honestly

Richie Thotzier: fuc off bennyboo

Billy: ?????? What happened ???????

Richie Thotzier: aw damn I can’t spam bill to go on the chat now

Billy: ??? What why do you have to spam me ??

Richie Thotzier: bc you weren’t on so

Billy: ok???

Richie Thotzier: OK NOW TIME TO SPAM STAN

Bev Marsh: you don’t have to, stan has study hall so he’ll get on soon

Richie Thotzier: TIME TO SPAM MIKE THEN

Mikey: NOOOOOPE IM HERE also can y’all stfu and let me read the chat for like 2 minutes k thanks

Stan Uris: yea me too I need to read what the fuck happened here

Richie Thotzier: aw damn I can’t spam y’all anymore

*Two minutes of inactivity*

Mikey: ok done

Stan Uris: thank jesus I got on quick, if I didn’t richie would’ve spammed me

Richie Thotzier: no don’t worry I’ll spam u rn

Stan Uris: sent an image

Richie Thotzier: yOu aRE so FuCKINF diSRESPecTful

Stan Uris: :)

BenBen: I just got in trouble for laughing

Bev Marsh: STAN IM CRYIGNNFFNFN

Mikey: omfg stfu anywayyyy Bev please tell us your announcement

Mikey: sorry for saying stfu btw that wasn’t nice

Billy: it’s ok mike lol

Bev Marsh: OH RIGHT ok so I made friends with the new girl, Y/N, and I wanted to ask you guy’s permission to add her

Billy: I have no problem adding new people in the gc so yea sure go ahead Bev

Mikey: yea you can add her :~)

BenBen: ^

Stan Uris: add her as long as she doesn’t try to spam me LIKE RICHIE then I’m good

Bev Marsh: nah she’s really cool, you’ll see

Richie Thotzier: is she hot

Bev Marsh: bruh are you kidding me

Richie Thotzier: No I’m not

Bev Marsh: *eyeroll emoji* what does that have to do with anything?? so what if she’s pretty

Richie Thotzier: nothing I’m just asking ;)

Stan Uris: stfu Richie

Billy: Just add her Bev lol

Mikey: you’re a creep richie just saying

BenBen: exactly wth man

Eddie K: he’s always been a creep

Richie Thotzier: UNBLOCK ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT

Eddie K: I’ll unblock you whenever I want to

Richie Thotzier: I’m going to fuckin spam this chat if you don’t unblock me rn

Bev: can you not??? I’m about to add Y/N

Richie Thotzier: sent an image

Stan Uris: can someone kick this hoe out of the chat

Eddie K: I second that suggestion

Richie Thotzier: JOKES ON YOU FUCKERS YOU CANT KICK OUT THE ADMIN

Bev Marsh has added (your screen name) into the groupchat

YourScreenName: I just got a shit ton of notifications omfg my phone is blowing up

Bev Marsh: Lol get used to it, it’s going to happen a lot if you’re in this chat

Richie Thotzier: so you’re Y/N huh 😏😏

YourScreenName: yes that’s me???

Billy: ignore him Y/N, Richie’s just being a creep

Stan Uris: ^

Richie Thotzier: iM NOTTTT I was joking

Richie Thotzier: or am I??? 👀

YourScreenName: is your last name really Thotzier bc that’s hilarious

Richie Thotzier: ya it is, it perfectly describes me bc I’m a thot 😉

Eddie K: his last name is not “thotzier” it’s tozier 🤦🏻‍♂️

(author’s note: if you can’t see the emoji, it’s the facepalming guy)

BenBen: Richie’s just being dumb lmao ignore him

Richie Thotzier: I’m kicking u out of the chat ben

BenBen: WAIT NO IM SORRY JDJFJJGJVKGJFD RICHIE STOP

Richie Thotzier: watch me hoe

Richie Thotzier has kicked BenBen out of the chat

Bev Marsh: are you fuckin kidding me

YourScreenName: i’m so fucking lost what the fuck just happened what

Stan Uris: ADMIN ABUSE

Mikey: bruh i’ll talk to you guys later, i have work to do

Billy: alrighty mike, talk to you later

YourScreenName: ttyl mike

Eddie K: bye mike

Stan Uris: ^

Billy: also what the fuck richie

Richie Thotzier: lol i just wanted to do that bc I haven’t kicked anyone out in a long time

YourScreenName: who was the last person kicked out before ben lmfao

Eddie K: ME IT WAS FUCKIGN ME RICHIE IS SUCH AN ASS IM TELLING YOU OFDJGNJDFG

YourScreenName: dfbndklfjgkdjfg im cryign

Bev Marsh: anyway ima talk to you guys later too bc i have class in like 5 minutes so bye

Billy: same we’re switching classes in 5, also richie you better add ben back smh

Stan Uris: if you dont we’re goign to make a separate groupchat without you in it

Stan Uris: going*

Richie Thotzier: ok wait no don’t do that i’ll add him back rn

YourScreenName: dfkjngkdlfjg lmfaooaoaoaoa

Richie Thotzier has added BenBen into the groupchat

BenBen: you’re such a dick richie

Stan Uris: true, anyway i’m going to go now i’ll talk to you guys later

YourScreenName: me too, ttyl

BenBen: ^^

Eddie K: same same

Richie Thotzier: smh y’all are no fun

And so the losers shut their laptops and walked their way into their next class period. They all met up in the hallway at one point and properly introduced themselves to Y/N.

That was funnn, I’ll make a part two once I reach 400 followers :) i hope you guys enjoyed that nonsense lol

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oppatxtme · 7 years

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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (1)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

WARNING: Just some curse words in some part. (sorry)

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) Hello there ppl ~ This will be my first time posting my written scenario. I have lots on draft but it just stays there. Hahaha! But this is just my testing on posting it. I hope you liked it. Tell me what you think. I appreciate it really.

Also, just keep in mind that English is not my native language so there might be some spelling and grammar error. Sorry for my lack of talent and I promise to work hard on this. Thank you and please enjoy. Any feedback is well loved. <3

Ba?

BaaaaaaaaaRom!

Yaaaah! Christian!

- yow! hahaha!

theres no need to yell

whats up? miss me?

Tsssk! Wat took u so long to reply?

Wen u just tweet some trash when i msg u?

- first of all its not trash, its called selfie. a selfie of a very handsome man who's supposed to be ur only best friend on earth. so show some love.

FYI ur not the ONLY best friend i have. aaargh! watever!

- ok fine. im just the best of the best u have. hahaha

- HAHAHAHA!

O_O

- so wats new? its rare that ur the one looking for me and flooding me msgs like that..

well..

- well?

its just that..

- just that - you really miss me right?

seriously Ian? If I were to miss someone, u already know who it was and its not you.

- HAHAHA! I know. I know. Its Lori. Its always been Lori.

yea, always..

- well Lori misses u too. we both do.

Loooori! Arrrgh! dont be like that Ian, if u keep saying and sending me that I might change my mind on renewing my contract here.

- huh? ur planning on renewing there? but thats not what u said when u took ur vacation YN

yea, i know. but something came up and i cant afford to quit and stay in Seoul as planned

- WHY??

change of plans? hehe

- well obviously

wait. r u mad or something?

- no. its just that its not like you. i mean ur not that type of person who just back out once u decide on something w/o even trying.

i know Ba.. u dont have any idea how stressful it is, but i cant affort to make a mistake now..

i just cant Ba

- where r u now? its already 6am here in Seoul so its already 1am there in Dubai right?

yea.. why?

- answer my call.

You’re hesitant to answer his call. But you answered anyway because you know him too well. He won’t stop calling until u answered.

You cleared your throat.

"Oh?"

"Took you long enough."

You can’t help but smile on how comfortable the two of you become. I guess that’s what four years of friendship can do to you.

"Well, I miss you too Ba."

"Whatever. So mind telling me what’s on your empty head that you decide to renew your freaking contract on that trashy company you're in."

"Haha! The company is not trashy, just most of the people in it though."

"Same thing. So why? Don’t you think you've been trolling me long enough? Long distance call is not cheap you know."

You end up laughing at imagining how irritated he looks at the moment.

"Stingy as always. But first, why are you mad?"

"Wait a moment here YN, I'm the one who's calling so just answer my question and I might tell you why I'm mad."

"Fine. Well, how do I start.."

Honestly, you have plenty on your mind that you want to say to him. Because u know that out of all the people you know, you know that Christian is the right person who you can talk about it.

But now that you've been keeping it for too long for yourself, you’re having a problem with putting it to words.

"How about starting on since when are you having this issues and keeping it to yourself so now you're stressing yourself about it?"

Again, you can’t help but laugh.

"What’s funny YN? Are you gone crazy?"

"Well, I think I am. Because just hearing you blabber makes my mind at ease. I don’t know how and why."

You know that you said something cheesy so you're waiting for his lame joke in return, but it’s just silence.

"Ba? Are you there?"

You heard him clear his throat.

"Damn YN, just answer my question will you?"

"Fine. It happens right after my one week stay there in Seoul. When I went back home, I talked to Mom about the plan I talked you about. She agreed and more excited about it. But when she opened what I told her to Dad, he closes the idea and ends up making my return to Dubai much early as planned. And he wants me to either renew my contract here or find another company. He also said that before making any stupid decision, I have to make sure that my future is secure. And he brought again the topic of him finding a man for me to marry. What the heck right. I mean he's saying that before but I thought is all lame jokes but now he is serious with that arrange marriage thing? Aaargh!"

You paused to breathe and try to stop the tears that I've been holding.

"Did your Dad know that you went here in Seoul and met me before making that plan?"

"I think so. I show the pictures to Mom that I took there and also with the crew. Why?"

"I think it’s my entire fault YN. Sorry."

"Huh? Sorry for what? How can it be your fault?"

"Well, if what I think is correct then it’s really my fault. But I'm not sure."

I heard his sight, a deep and long one. And I can’t stop wondering why.

"How? Christian?"

"You need to get some sleep YN. It’s already late there."

"Oh no! Don’t give me that bull Christian. You need to tell me how it is your fault? And what’s the sorry for?"

Silence.

"I'm waitin Christian Yu. Or should I call you so you can just answer my question?"

"God, YN. You and your impatience is really something."

"Are you going to tell me or you're just going to tell me?"

And it’s his turn to laugh at you.

"Aigooo. Thanks for that very considerate choice YN."

"I'm listening Ian."

"So Bossy! Just like your father."

"BAROM YU!"

"Yes! First, I'm not sure if it’s really my fault. But given the fact that your Dad knew we met since your two years abroad, then I think it has something to do with the talk we had two years ago."

"Two years ago? You and Dad talk? About what?"

"Before your departure to Dubai. Remember the crew and I stayed 3 days in your home town to bond and decided to extend one more day just so we can send you off on the day of your flight?"

You nod your head as if he can see you.

"We stayed at your house that last day remember?"

Again you nod. As if he can see you, stupid.

"And that night, your boyfriend told you that he can’t come along to the airport with us. You told him it’s okay, but you cried like a water falls that night."

"EX-BOYFRIEND now, yeah I remember. And now that I think about it, you stayed in my room just to console me and to make sure that I won’t stay up late. And that’s the last time I saw you because the next morning you're gone. They say that you had to go back to Seoul immediately due to some work issue. I keep calling you but I can’t get a hold of you."

"Because right after I left your room, I saw your Dad drinking on the terrace and I don’t know what kind of spirit came to me that made me go and talk to him."

He paused and I'm sure I can hear his hand touching either his hair or his cheeks.

"What did the two you talked about Christian?"

“Well, what do you think we can talk about on that time?”

"Huh?"

"Back then, I kind of told your Dad what I really feel. Well now, I don’t know if this will make any sense to you or if you will take this seriously but I told him three years ago. At first, I asked him if he believed in love at first sight. He said no.

But I told him that I do believe in such. Because there this girl that I met, and what I felt was extraordinary, it’s somewhat like "SPARK AT FIRST SIGHT".

And I tried to ignore what I felt towards that girl because I know if I entertain that feeling it will just go nowhere. But the second time I saw how pure and kind she is, I admit that it’s a "crush at second sight" for her.

And the third time I saw her, we got a chance to somehow get to know little but enough from each other, and that’s the day I surrender that it’s "LOVE AT THIRD SIGHT"."

I think I know where this is going, but I still need to be sure so I keep all that I want to say for myself, for now.

"After that, he told me that he admires my ways and ask if that girl is already my girl. But I said no because after that day I saw her with someone else and what I felt is one-sided and for that my heart got "BROKEN AT FOURTH SIGHT".

But I told him that I'll make sure that she will be my wife someday. It’s just that it’s not yet our time back then."

"Barom-"

"No YN, let me finish please."

You didn’t say or more likely you can’t say anything. You think your mind is on a chaos mode.

"Your dad figure who the girl I was talking about, he said that we're two different people and still young and for me who hasn't figured out my life while you're already on the path towards what he planned for you. But he got mad when I said that you need to live the life you want not what he planned. And I'm certain that you and I are for each other and there will be a day that I will tell you how I felt and you and I can make our own life to live happily.

I know that it’s stupid of me that I'm saying this now and thru the phone but. I just don't know what to do YN. I'm confused and scared."

You kept quiet for a while. Then you found yourself looking on the screen of your phone. Dumbfounded on what Christian Yu is saying. Your best friend that you treated like your big brother, rather than your own.

You’re confused. The things running thru your mind is kept on filling up. And you just can handle it all at once. So you just press the end button on the screen without saying anything to him.

You tried to breathe just to calm yourself.

But not a minute pass and your phone rings.

And it’s Christian.

'Aaah! So it’s not a dream.'

While looking at the caller ID on your phone, all that he said is slowly sinking in.

'So he likes me back then? Does he still feel the same way till now? Nah, that’s impossible. But now that I think of it, it just makes things more clear. All the favors I asked of him, he never once he refuses and all I thought it’s because he thinks of me as a little sister that he never had.

Aaargh! My head is aching because of this overthinking.'

Your attention return to your phone that keeps on ringing, you decided to reject his calls and send him a message.

'Sorry Christian, talk to you later once I figure things out.'

It’s already late and in just 3hrs you need to go for your work. You stress yourself if you will sleep of just waiting for the time. But then you fell asleep and woke up to the sound of your alarm.

'Another day but same old problems, please no more new ones. Let me settle my entire problem first and give me a rest! Please!'

TO BE CONTINUE...

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

A/N: what do you think about this chapter? Talk to me, don’t be shy. I won’t bite. Have a good day/night everyone!

Y/N Portrayer in collage is @Mari_jasmmn ~ check her out in IG (GIRL CRUSH)

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kyloxox · 7 years

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Dreaming of You (Peter Parker x plus size reader)

Part 1 : https://fandomimagines131.tumblr.com/post/162033798757/thinking-of-you-peter-parker-x-plus-size-reader

Part 3: https://fandomimagines131.tumblr.com/post/162343874582/missing-you-peter-parker-x-plus-size-reader

Part 4: https://fandomimagines131.tumblr.com/post/162449075617/loving-you-peter-parker-x-plus-size-reader

Warnings: asshole boyfriend, some cursing.

Notes: Peter and the reader are juniors and Brian is a senior. I also might make a part 3.

Hope you enjoy:)

(Gif credit to owner)

You and Peter had become pretty good friends after your encounter with him the other month, much to Brian’s dismay. Sure he knew you wouldn’t want to go off with some dorky nerdy boy, right? But still he knew that Peter liked you and Brian would go out of his way to make Peter jealous, whether it was just simply kissing you or going up to you, while being in a middle of a conversation with Peter, and smacking your ass telling you that he can’t wait for tonight since his parents weren’t home, leaving you a blushing mess.

And it was true what Brian thought Peter did like you a lot. In the matter of a week he completely forgotten about Liz and all he could think about was you. He would think about what it would like to be your boyfriend, what it would be like to hold you. But then there was a big problem the fact that you had a boyfriend. Even if you did brake up with Brian, you wouldn’t go off and date a nerdy, no body like him, you probably would have a long line of popular guys wanting to date you. So Peter just kept his feelings to himself.

Then one day at gym class everyone was on the field, you were standing in a group with your friends, Brian standing a few feet away from you, and Peter and Ned standing a couple of feet away from Brian and his friends. Peter was just trying to mind his own business but he looked over at you in your short shorts. He heard a howl of laughter coming from Brian and his friends knowing they had caught him staring at you.

“Hey Parker how about you quit staring at my girlfriend.” Brian shouted over to Peter and then turned back to his group of friends. Lucky for Peter you didn’t hear what Brian had said. Peter couldn’t help but listen in on their conversation.

“So Brian how is y/n.” Some of Brian’s friends asked. Brian crossed his arms giving a cheeky smile.

“She’s great I don’t really know how to describe it. But let me say this I am never going to date another skinny girl ever again. I’m telling you man big girls are where it’s at.

“Have you two done it before?” Another one asked. Brian smirked and nodded "Yea how is she, in bed?" Brian continued to smirk, Peter clenched his fists. They shouldn’t be talking about y/n like this. He began to step closer to the group to hear them clearer.

“Yea she gets a little freaky in bed." He lifted his head and looked around to see if anyone else was listening, and then he whispered “She does this thing with her mouth…” Brian was cut off by Peter.

“Hey! Stop talking about y/n like that-t.” Peter tried to act tough but it didn’t work out well since his voice cracked. Brian and his group of friends laughed at Peter’s attempt.

“Listen nerd, you don’t need to worry about y/n. It’s non of your business what I say about her. She’s my girlfriend not yours.” He glared at Peter. Before their fight hot more heated you walked up to where Peter and Brian oblivious to what they were talking about.

“Hey guys.” You smiled sweetly at them “What are you two talking about?” You asked as Brian wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“Oh nothing just talking about the homecoming dance, right Peter?” Brian glared at Peter.

“Yea-a totally-y.” You laughed at Peter’s nervous and shy answer.

“Well baby let me just say your ass looks great in those shorts.” He whispered to you but loud enough for Peter to hear. Then Brian grabbed your ass. But then you turned to him glaring at him whispering a not now to him. “Babe my parents aren’t going to be home tonight maybe we could……”

“Oh sorry babe but me and Peter were going to study for our history exam.”

“Oh yea that’s-s fine.” Brian tried to not act angry but inside he was livid.

“But you can still drive me home, I might have ten minutes to do something.” You winked at him, waving goodbye to him and Peter and then walking off to your group of friends.

Brian picked Peter up by the collar of his shirt. “Listen dork stay away from my girlfriend. Don’t ever fucking think about going near her ever again.” He dropped Peter causing him to fall to his knees. He just quickly nodded and stuttered an okay to Brian before he walked off.

Peter’s Pov

Okay so y/n was coming over to my apartment today to study. God I’m so nervous. Luckily I convinced May to go shopping so y/n and I had the apartment to ourselves. I was still debating whether I should tell her about what Brian said about her. As much as I hated Brian, I didn’t want to see y/n’s heart break, so I decided not to tell her.

After ten minutes of waiting the doorbell rang. I quickly got off the couch and went to the front. I checked my hair once more before I opened the door. When I opened the door I was faced with a crying y/n. Without even a greeting she walked into the apartment, hugging me and crying into my shoulder. Oh my god. She’s hugging me. Okay Parker don’t screw this up.

“Hey are you okay.” She didn’t reply. It was kind of getting awkward just standing in my door way so I asked “Do you want to head back to my room.“ She nodded and I guided her to my bedroom. She sat on my bed, tears still falling from her face. I sat next to her and wrapped my arms around her again. After I tried my best to comfort her I asked “If you want, you can tell me what happened it might make you feel better.“ She nodded and I let go from her hug.

“Well me and Brian-s were driving back to my house-e” You continued to cry. “And-d he told-d me I wasn’t allowed to talk to many guys-s especially you-u….” she began to cry harder so I wrapped my arms around her again. “so-s I told him he wasn’t-t the boss of me-e, and then, then he-e….” She choked out another sob “He slapped-d me and called me an ungrateful bitch-h…” She then looked up to meet my eyes. Hers where puffy and red from her crying “So-o I told him-m to stop the car, then-e he did, so then I told him that-t we are over-r and he just left he didn’t-t even care.“ She sobbed again.

"Hey y/n come on. We all know he didn’t deserve you.” You both looked into each other’s eyes “You deserve someone that will take care of you, that will love being with you every moment they spend with you. Brian’s an ass anyway." She laughed "I know you could do so much better than him.”

Then she stopped crying for a second. And then looked around the room and back to me. “You know what you’re right." She then smashed her lips into mine. I was shocked at first not kissing back but then I started to kiss her back. Her lips were so soft and tasted like strawberries. Then she depended the kiss was wrapping her arms around my neck.

She then pulled back from the kiss and we pressed our foreheads together. "I-I didn’t know-w you felt that way about me-e.” You smiled at me.

“I always have.” I smiled back and leaned in for another kiss. I then pulled apart from the kiss after a couple seconds.

“I know this might be a bad time, but-t will you-u go to the homecoming dance with me-e?”

“Yes.” She nodded hastily “Yes I’d love to.” We both smiled at each other as she pulled me into another kiss.

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calmturquoise · 7 years

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Wrackspurts

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Summary: Where Luna is, indisputably, the absolute w o r s t study partner Ginny had ever known.

Setting: Alternative Book Timeline

Word Count: 3,651

A/N: I’m also the absolute w o r s t with deadlines I set for myself. This is my thank you slash love letter to Calmturquoise for being generous with her time as to host Squealing Santa now two years in a row. Yes, I’m aware that it’s almost April, back off. ANYWAY, this took me a long long time to write, longer than necessary, but shout out to Wordstrings for being so kind as to beta this mini-monster for me. Lacey, I sincerely hope you enjoy this <3

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~~~ YEAR TWO ~~~

It made sense with Hermione, all books and notes, but the year gap made it feel more like tutoring than a collaborative effort. Unless it was a devastatingly dull or difficult subject, Ginny would opt for sitting in the study hall rather than scuff her pride. Which was already in fairly short supply, as her peers tended to avoid her after her infamous first year. It does nothing for your reputation when everyone retreats from your end of the table except the class loon.

“Why don’t you just go away, too?” Ginny said icily.

Luna didn’t even look up from the parchment she doodled upon. “You repel wrackspurts,” she replied simply, as if it were the most obvious answer. Her large grey eyes met Ginny’s, a faint smile on her lips. “You’ve no idea what I’m talking about and still you’re clear as crystal.” Luna resumed her drawing. “It’s most convenient for studying.”

The youngest Weasley was sure that she had just met a prankster that would give Fred and George a run for their galleons from how flawlessly she delivered the ludicrous explanation. Only Ginny knew better; Luna wasn’t playing, she was genuinely bonkers.

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“Morning, children.”

“Good morning, Professor Lupin.”

Ginny often wondered if her Dark Arts professor was constantly in the Hospital Wing as he rarely wasn’t paler than a sheet. She had a soft spot for him ever since he gave her a massive hunk of chocolate on the train after the dementors had invaded.

“Now, since holiday break is around the corner, and an exam at the end of the week, I figured we could all use a bit of a breather, hm?” Professor Lupin shoved his hands casually in his coat pockets and gave a side smile when the other students got excitable. “Now I heard that there was a Dueling Club established last year, though not a successful one from the sounds of it. Nevertheless, as your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, it is my honor to continue the tradition of formal dueling with you young witches and wizards.” He waved his wand and student-occupied desks went sliding into the nearest wall.

Ginny clambered over the furniture, as equally delighted as her classmates, and joined the line that naturally formed facing the students on the other side. Professor Lupin strode down the length of the aisle as he explained the history of the dueling stance and bow. He also had everyone showcase their understanding of Protego, a basic shielding charm.

“Very good! What we are going to do now is put what you’ve practiced into action. Those most to the right-hand side facing me will spar.” He waved over the first two students, Collin from Gryffindor and Matilda from Hufflepuff, to join him in the center. “After the bow and stance, you can then choose to defend or attack. I suggest using a less problematic jinx or curse if you wouldn’t like to escort your partner to the Hospital Wing and end up explaining yourself to Madam Pomfrey.”

He stepped back and instructed on Collin’s form and reminded Matilda that it’s more honorable to take longer strides than short ones. She used a Bogey-Bat Hex which Collin successfully deflected. Professor Lupin encouraged them before sending them to the end of the line and bringing the next pair forward.

The class cheered and laughed and cringed as their peers faced off. Some duos were straight offensive, sending bright lights harshly into each other and making wands fly across the room. Only one pair both defended sheepishly much to the amusement of the rest. Before long Ginny gripped her wand tightly and marched to meet Professor Lupin and Luna in the aisle.

“Miss Lovegood, Miss Weasley,” he addressed them before resuming his spot in the crowd.

Ginny whipped her wand up before her face, filled with determination. Luna was a tortoise in comparison, delicately dragging her wand out from behind her ear, along with a few strands of wispy hair. They turned on their heels and took ten steps, turning again to face each other. Luna held her wand out loosely between her fingers with her chest high, the rest of her body in a low curtsy. Ginny’s wand arm was drawn back and pointed at Luna, and her legs poised as if to sprint at her.

“Locomotor wibbly!” Ginny shouted confidently, having used the spell before on (and with the help of) her brothers.

“Titillando,” Luna said liltingly at precisely the same moment.

Both of them hit the ground hard, though for entirely different reasons. As Luna’s ankles and knees lost their ability to hold her weight, gasps of shocked laughter poured from Ginny’s smiling mouth. She didn’t even know that there was a second tickling charm, and an even more devilish one if she hazarded to guess. Terrible scribbles into the balls of her feet and vibrations of her lower ribs would’ve been the worst of it if it weren’t for the soft swishes on her ears and neck. Ginny squirmed and squealed, flipping onto her stomach, desperately trying to block sensations that physically weren’t there.

Somewhere, Professor Lupin said, “Great form, both of you.”

As swiftly as the tickling had come, it ceased, and all around Ginny could she hear the giggling of her peers. Thankful for already being flushed, she squeezed her eyes shut and caught her breath. Ginny pushed herself onto her knees and came face to face with Luna and her outstretched hand. She begrudgingly took it.

“I hadn’t realized how under appreciated my legs were until they stopped working properly,” Luna stated casually, linking arms with Ginny, leading them both down to her end of the line. “It’s a mistake I shan’t make again. Thank you, Ginny Weasley.”

“You’re welcome?” The flames of Ginny’s embarrassment had been doused in an instant by Luna’s strange, calm sincerity. Apparently satisfied, Luna hugged Ginny (gently squeezing her sides) and left to resume her position at the back of the line. Mystified, Ginny quickly made her way around to the back of her own line.

~~~ YEAR THREE ~~~

Somewhere deep in the castle, Peeves was warbling Valentine Grams that students had sent in previous years to their reluctant recipients and remorseful givers. Ginny was no exception as the horrible poltergeist had burst into the Gryffindor common room when her brothers, Hermione, and Harry were enjoying some Hogsmeade sweets they had brought back. Mortified, she fled before anyone could stop her.

Ginny relished how the blanket of snow silenced the noise and instead focused on the crunching under her boots as she made her way to the far end of the lake. February in Scotland left the air sharp and, since the sheet of ice was beginning to thaw near the edges, deterred most from leaving the comfort of a fire. After shoving off the snow, Ginny sank into a bench and sighed heavily. She wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting there, quiet tears carving hot creeks down her cheeks, when she heard footsteps approaching from behind. She dried her face hastily.

A familiar lilt called out from a short distance. “That you, Weasley?” Ginny nodded in response. Luna appeared from the other side of the bench in a bright yellow jumper and purple knit cap tugged over her ears. “May I join you?”

“Yea, sure.” Ginny helped clear the rest of the bench as her mind began to boggle. “Why are you out here?”

“Oh -” Luna hunkered down right next to Ginny “- the snow is lovely, but the Thestrals, in the Forbidden Forest, they have such thin hides so I stole some blankets for them.” She rubbed her hands together, leaning her arm and leg into Ginny’s space. “Pity, though, I should have brought an extra. I hadn’t expected company.”

“That makes two of us,” Ginny said. Part of her tensed at the unexpected closeness, yet another yearned to cuddle up to the absolute warmth that radiated from Luna. She muddled up the snow at her feet to avoid a decision.

Ever since the mock duel last term, she and Luna were becoming better friends. Usually with a very solid table and a mess of parchment between them. Not that Ginny minded; it was nice to have someone to mull questions over with and endlessly entertaining to listen to Luna go on about mythical magical creatures. On occasion, Luna linked arms with Ginny as they walked if they shared a route, and that was really nice too.

“Perhaps I should have brought the centaurs sweaters.”

Ginny snorted. An image of her mum’s handknit holiday garments, complete with large embroidered letters emblazoned upon the broad chests, worn by a herd of very stern centaur had popped into her mind.

Luna’s smile grew. “Now that’s more like it. Wrackspurts don’t suit you.”

A deep rumbling under the ice broke the comfortable silence that grew between them after the statement. Fissures splintered across the surface as it arched and buckled unnaturally. A massive black tentacle burst through the weakened shoreline a few meters off, causing them both to shriek as frigid water sprayed and caught them off guard.

“That was uncalled for!” Luna scolded the great aquatic beast, drying her face with the inside of her sleeve. She began to shiver.

Ginny had been luckier than Luna, having only gotten some water splashed on her shins and boots. “Here,” she offered, opening her thick coat so they could share. Luna, contrary to what Ginny had expected (which was to sidle up to her), turned fully and hugged her under the warmth of the wool. Splotches of icy fabric brushed against her body, and Luna’s freezing face tucked into her neck. Surprised by both the chill and the butterflies in her stomach, a string of giggles broke through Ginny’s lips in a visible puff.

She decided this was nice as well.

~~~~~~

“You are supremely awful at this.”

“No thanks to you, Lovegood.”

As she glared at the brown glob lumped at the bottom of her tea cup, Ginny now understood precisely why Hermione removed herself from Divination the year prior. Professor Trelawney’s magnified eyes had been looking down the bridge of her nose when she sighed aloud how if only Ginny were born a son that she would truly bear the gift. Not only was it rude, it was entirely unhelpful.

“This is ridiculous, there are too many leaves to do anything with.”

“Yes, it does appear that way.”

“But I followed the instructions to a tee.”

“True, both to the statement and the pun.”

Ginny toed the line of anger. “Well if I did everything correctly, then how come there are so many leaves left?”

“Perhaps there are precisely the correct amount of tea leaves for this reading.”

Ginny’s gaze slowly lifted from the muck to Luna. When Luna blinked back, seemingly unaware of how close Ginny was to exploding the cup, she took a deep breath. “Fine. You do it then.” She nudged the glass toward Luna with the backs of her fingers.

“It doesn’t help that the leaves have begun to dry.” Luna poured some warm water into the teacup and swished it around. “Drink.”

Ginny obliged as Luna moved seats to sit beside her. This had become routine during their study sessions - one of them becoming annoyed at the subject matter and the other moving to sit beside them. Usually it was herself, though she worried that Luna could sense that some of it was exaggerated. It was a habit that Ginny had been subconsciously developing to the point of chastising herself about it within the drapery of her bed.

Luna plucked the porcelain glass from her fingers and set it upon the table without so much as a tap. “It appears to have three omens for you, which explains the additional leaves and confirms my suspicions.”

Ginny stared at the streaks of muddy remnants and still failed to make out anything beyond a circle, and that could mean anything. She took comfort in knowing she wasn’t faking it this time.

“Here, at the top, is fire,” Luna said. “Contained as it is signifies the passing of old unto new beginnings. Particularly your thoughts and views - a full internal transformation.” Her lips lifted at the corners in her classic soft, barely there smile as she explained. Her finger traced the circle Ginny saw in the air above the teacup.“That’s not all that’s changing,” she continued. “The full moon suggests a romantic attachment is in your future, a happy one, too, based on the straight lines. Congratulations.”

Heat rose to Ginny’s face. Her eyes blinked away from the trance of watching Luna speak to glance between the tea leaves and Luna’s eyes. “Don’t be silly -”

“Ah, yes, well that’s encouraged.”

“What are you going on about?”

“Feather. There, in the middle of the moon, that larger leaf?”

“How is that any different than just a leaf-shaped leaf?”

“It’s not leaf-shaped -”

“Oh shut it.”

“- it’s feather-shaped, and it demands levity in your life. Lighten up. Have a laugh.”

A flash in Luna’s eyes caused Ginny’s heart to skip. It was the same look her friend got when they would sneak into the Forbidden Forest or climb out onto the castle parapets during their free hour. Only, Ginny felt that the rule Luna would be breaking was her.

She spilled clumsily from her seat, hands out before her, both thankful and cursing that they were the only ones in the study hall. Luna smiled wider, bouncing slightly with each step toward her. “Luna, come on, is this really necessary?” Ginny asked nervously. She gasped quietly as her back met the stone wall.

“Don’t you trust the tea leaves?”

“Not at all.”

“And me?” Luna stood very close, fingers lazily curled, palm up; poised as an offering rather than a threat.

Ginny’s blush deepened. Unable to look her in the face, she settled on studying the shape of Luna’s nails. Short and rounded, hardly peeking past her slender fingertips. Different than her brothers large hands, all toughened from gripping broomsticks and slinging garden gnomes. Like they could have more finesse since they were so much smaller and softer and in a way sharper. Goosebumps rippled down her body as Luna thumbed along the nails edge.

“Hello?” Her eyes snapped to meet Luna’s. Her friend inched back, hands balled at her chest. “I’ve upset you.”

Ginny laughed in relief, realising she had been holding her breath. “No, honest, more taken off guard.” The tension that had coiled in her shoulders began to melt away. “I’ve never been asked to be…well-”

“Tickled?”

“I’m used to people just going for it,” Ginny finished, blush still dusting her cheeks. She took Luna’s hands. “I trust you far more than some stupid tea. If you think I need ‘levity’, I’m willing to give it a shot.”

Luna’s small smile returned, gently taking back her hands after a squeeze. “I don’t think I will now that you’re expecting it.”

Ginny exhaled away the anticipation and relaxed against the wall. “Thank Merlin for tha-ack!”

Luna’s hands latched onto her ribs with a rhythmic pulse that made her involuntarily dance and sing. “Still charming,” Luna affirmed, crawling her fingers along her sensitive rib cage.

Ginny shimmied to the floor, twisting and curling her body to no avail; her song a few keys higher than her usual register, all staccato noises and vocal breaths. Luna’s petite hands were precise. They applied just enough pressure to confuse her body into a ticklish frenzy she wasn’t accustomed to. Each gasping breath allowed laughter to relieve Ginny rather than panic her. She had never hated the experience when her brothers would gang up and tickle her until Mum shoo’d them away. This time was different; each touch sent a zing of thrill up her spine or sparked unadulterated joy in her heart. Before long, she was left only with the ghosts of Luna’s fingertips and a yearning that it had ended too soon.

“Better?” Luna asked.

“Much.”

~~~ YEAR FOUR ~~~

The Room of Requirement never failed to leave Ginny in awe of its versatility. She’d stumbled across it unintentionally once during her first year while all turned about from the moving staircases. Then, it was a broom closet with a foot of parchment detailing the various patterns of the stairs in a hasty scrawl. Now, it was an enormous room of wall to wall mirrors and grate flooring to keep incinerated dummy ash from littering the place.

She turned the warm galleon in her hand that signaled there would be a meeting today. The enchanted coin had “DA” etched across the face, and the time, 4:25, hidden along the grooved edge. According to the clock, Ginny arrived roughly an hour early. She indulged the solidarity by flopping gracelessly into an enormous plush blob that were apparently commonplace in the Hufflepuff dorms.

“Never pegged you as the napping type.”

The clock read 3:45, though Ginny could’ve sworn she’d only just blinked. “Umbridge is a nightmare, and Babbling is a ruinous drag. I can’t believe I let you talk me into that class.”

“Clever yet inaccurate; Ancient Runes is fascinating.” Luna unceremoniously dropped her rucksack and crawled into the blob beside Ginny. “Unlike that sham Grubby-Plank - she has no fathomable idea how to handle Hagrid’s creatures. I’ve written to Newt Scamander, you know -”

“I do.” Ginny grinned as Luna ranted.

“ - twice now, in case my first owl got lost across the Atlantic. He would implore Dumbledore remove her post-haste and the Headmaster would do so on principle!” It wasn’t often that Luna’s passion showed, darkening the apples of her cheeks and crinkling the space between her fair brows, but Ginny cherished when it did.

She turned on her side to face her friend, sinking close enough to smell the soil from the Herbology greenhouses that clung to her robes. “Have you began the actual writing part of your Charms paper?”

Luna gave a sheepish grin. “I find it a less practical use of my time.”

“You need to stay on Professor Flitwick’s good side, Loon,” Ginny chided. “You need his class for any field occupation.”

“Only for Ministry field work. I could wander the world right now, free to research and document as I see fit, without miles of paperwork. Dad always said bureaucracy is the death of discovery.”

“The essay is less than a foot of parchment on the methods of infusing muggle art mediums with magic.”

“And I demonstrated my understanding by doing it on less than a foot of parchment.”

“That was part of the assignment, lazy.” Ginny chuckled, prodding Luna’s side.

Luna laughed and clapped the sound back with a hand over her mouth. She laughed; a wild, unexpected, loud noise had escaped the confines of her quiet voice. It differed from her breathy chuckles and light giggles, which Ginny had mistaken for laughter due to her reserved nature.

Luna’s eyes crinkled with impish delight.

Without a word more they became a tangle of limbs; fingers flew and endorphin’s soared. Luna felt so small with Ginny’s hands squeezing along the length of her soft sides. And still, the scrabbling at her belly made her weak, forcing her to curl her head into Luna’s shoulder and knees under her kicking legs. Both sunken so deep within the plush bag chair that they couldn’t flee had they wished to. Their playful grunts, victorious cackles and surprised squeals filled the space around them with simple happiness.

It was impossible for Ginny to decide which aspect she was enjoying more. Luna’s spastic cooing breaking up boisterous peels of laughter as Ginny drilled her thumbs into the crease of her thighs amused and endeared her to no end. Then again, the wicked fast, insightful fingers that wormed their way into the hollow of her underarm and tender nook of her neck broke down Ginny’s resistance brick by bloody brick, leaving her a hapless, hopeless, hysterical mess. Every pull of mirth seemed to drive Luna to return the favor. Tears blurred her vision; her body began to burn with bliss and fatigue. It was intense and intoxicating and if only she had the stamina then she’d wish it’d never have to end.

“Okay!” Ginny pleaded, wrapping her arms around Luna in a tight embrace. Luna held her back, breathlessly panting. Together, their giggles petered out, though they didn’t help by sneaking in a one-last poke or scritch to keep the other bubbling.

“That was fun.”

Ginny chuckled at Luna’s admission several minutes later. Bold and comfortable as ever. She nodded her agreement with happy eyes and a goofy smile that matched Luna’s. Their fingers idly twining the fabric of the others blouse, and Ginny was unwilling to leave the warmth of Luna’s body.

“We should do this again sometime.” Blush dusted Luna’s face adorably and had darkened the pink of her lips. And for the first time it was she who broke eye contact from Ginny, and something about that benign act thrilled her to no end.

Gently, Ginny guided Luna’s chin back to face her. Daring nerve allowed her to indulge herself and cupped Luna’s cheek. “Yes, absolutely.” Luna relaxed, smiling wider with appeared relief and pressed her forehead to Ginny’s. Her daring slinked back to wherever it had come from and left Ginny breathless at the closeness. Engulfed in twinkling silver and pale yellow and the most lovely shade of pink. Ginny didn’t even like pink. She had never wanted anything more.

A thunderous click from the door shattered the infinity between them. They jumped apart at the sound, reduced to embarrassed giggles while Neville, Seamus and Dean entered the room. As the boys set down their bags, more DA members filed in.

Luna smiled at her before climbing out of the blob and joining their ranks. Ginny watched with a feeling of she couldn’t quite place.

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