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#but also the teacher just made it really easy / open note

heesdreamer · 1 year

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ECHOES OF RIOT

PAIRING ➩ heeseung x reader

SUMMARY ➩ falling inlove with a rockstar is never easy, especially when he returns to your hometown on a successful tour three years after you lost contact

WARNINGS ➩ this is like straight up angst… romance but mostly angst lol.. drug use, some violence, idk can’t really remember this is ridiculously long

WC ➩ 19.1k

AUTHORS NOTE ➩ well this took me forever lol.. i don’t have much to say i just hope you like it. NOT PROOFREAD normally written at 4am lol the usual.. also side note one of the main characters was chaeyoung and i changed her to heejin for obvious reasons so if you see any of her name left over that’s my mistake and that’s why.

You weren’t exactly sure how you ended up like you did, so meek and quiet to the point that it was an actual hinderance on your daily activities.

If you were born like that, just one of those kids that was too shy to talk to their classmates and hid behind their moms legs on the first day of school, you’d completely understand but you’d actually been nearly the opposite for your entire life.

Maybe it was an accumulation of always feeling like you were taking up too much space, being on the receiving end of quick glares from teachers when you lacked volume control or seeing the hesitance on your friends parents faces when they excitedly asked if you could come over for a sleepover. Mixed with your own sudden self awareness going into high school.

You quickly realized that it wasn’t the loud girls getting asked out on dates and it was an almost immediately decline into self intrusion once you made this discovery.

It wasn’t like you necessarily wanted to be asked out by anybody, physically recoiling as your friends gossiped about the mass appointed hottest guys at your school and turning up your nose when they made sleazy attempts to flirt and court the other girls around you, but it felt embarrassing to be constantly left out of romantic group hangouts or discussions about experiences you’d never had.

Still, you had managed to keep a solid group of friends despite your newfound habit of self isolating and they only halfway judged you for your tendency to stay in on the weekends.

On the other half however, they weren’t so forgiving, hence why you were currently stood outside a low scale concert venue shivering so hard you were worried you’d chip a tooth. You were pulling your zip up hoodie tighter around your body and sending glares to your friends who were chatting animatedly about the band they were going to see.

Apparently it was composed of some boys around your age, not attending your school but well known enough that they had been invited to some of your friends parties and events and eventually your friend group had been given tickets to one of their shows.

You weren’t the biggest fan of crowds in general but especially concert goers and you’d been promised that this one would be chill and relaxing, something you automatically knew was a lie the second you left the cab and saw the attire of everybody around you. The line was buzzing with energy and adrenaline and you could hear the acts doing soundcheck from inside, music loud and heavy.

It was freezing and as much as you were dreading being pushed into a crowd with jabbing elbows and sweat rolling off their skin onto yours, you were ready to get out of the line as more and more snow kept falling down onto the uncaring crowd.

“Aren’t you excited?” Your head was turning at the sound of a soft voice coming from your right and you smiled softly at one of your calmer friends.

“Sure Sunoo. It’ll be fun.” You were replying quickly, not needing them to feel awkward or guilty about bringing you just because you didn’t necessarily want to come. You figured he could tell you were lying by the pity filled look he gave you but he didn’t call you out for it.

He didn’t say anything else for a second and he didn’t get a chance before the doors were opening and the line was surging forward, already getting your tickets checked while you waited and turning into a blob of people and excitement all trying to squeeze into the single door.

You were groaning softly at the feeling of being jostled around but you couldn’t help but laugh at the fact all of your friends were linking arms and declaring to stay together, slightly envious of the pure delight on their faces whilst your heart was starting to ache from the anxious way it was pounding. You let yourself be dragged through the crowd by them, closing your eyes for a second when you pushed through the tightest areas and just allowing them to guide you through it.

The venue was more so just a bar with a small stage but your friends had told you that these were the best types of places to see a show at, intimate and ear shattering loud.

They’d said the last half with an enthusiastic giggle but you had winced softly at the image of how close you’d be to the large speakers that you now saw adorning the stage. It was dark in the building and your shoes were sticking to the floor beneath you, lights turned a deep glowing green and something more casual playing over the speakers to fill the silence.

You’d followed behind them as they found a spot near the bar, safely tucked away from the crowd and planning to wait out the opening acts here to preserve their energy. They all agreed to push into the crowd once the main band came out and try to get as close as they possibly could, looking over at you for acceptance and all smiling and patting your back when you gave a sheepish nod.

It wasn’t that bad and you were quickly getting used to it, the thick cloud of cigarette smoke settling over you and only making you slightly dizzy now.

You felt a bit embarrassed and out of place but everybody else was too excited or drunk to notice that you weren’t exactly in the most appropriate attire. Sunoo had shot you a questioning glance when you’d gotten into the shared cab but you only just now realized you weren’t fitting in with the rest of the crowd or your friends even slightly.

The difference between you and them was even more evident when the owner of the bar was stepping onto stage and excitedly announcing the first artists, all your friends cheering and holding onto each other while you sat and watched from one of the bar stools.

You were still able to have fun as you watched them, smiling softly at the way they kept instinctively moving forward together as the music started and they screamed the lyrics. You didn’t recognize the songs that the band was covering but you knew enough about music to tell it sounded amazing, watching them closely as they skillfully played off of each other and got the crowd properly amped up.

You’d never really understood the purpose behind opening acts but you were getting it now considering you were feeling more and more excited for the main band as you kept watching.

Then more time had passed and the crowd had entered that stage of being too excited and too intoxicated to really understand boundaries and limits, a few fights breaking out that your friends didn’t bat an eye at but you were starting to feel a really deep pit building in your stomach.

It only worsened when somebody was hurriedly, and messily, approaching the bar and demanding another drink as he anxiously looked behind him at where you presumed his spot in the crowd was. You were watching him out of the corner of your eye as he ordered, feeling him swaying drunkenly closer to you and wanting to make sure he didn’t accidentally tip over and knock you out of your seat.

Your intuition was astoundingly accurate considering it wasn’t long before somebody else was approaching the man and leaning into his side, sending the both of them tilting over in your direction.

You’d just managed to hop off the bar seat before they were slamming into it but with the speed in which you’d jumped off combined with the sticky floor underneath you, you were skidding forward and landing roughly on your side against the ground.

Neither man seemed coherent enough to notice you had fallen from the height and you could hear them drunkenly laughing with each other from above you. Your friends hadn’t noticed the altercation either and you quickly frowned at the nasty sensation under your hands before you were standing up and swiftly adjusting your skirt.

You were rushing back out towards the entrance before anybody could notice your disappearance, pushing back through the door and immediately being hit by the cold air as the snow continued to build up on the ground. You were sighing and bending down to pick some of it off the sidewalk, rubbing it in your hands and trying to clean them off the best you could with the wetness.

“You’re going to miss the main act.”

You were jumping at the sound of a voice coming from behind you, standing up swiftly and turning around to see somebody leaning against the building and taking a long drag from whatever it was that he was smoking.

“Oh.. yeah I know I just.. had something on my hands.” You were mumbling out towards him and indicating awkwardly at the snow in your hands, realizing how weird it must’ve looked from his angle.

He was laughing softly at your explanation and your face flushed in embarrassment again for the sixth time that night, taking in his attire and knowing he’d be able to tell right away that you weren’t exactly supposed to be here. He was tall, would be even taller if he was standing up straight and it was especially accentuated by the tight fit of his ripped black jeans. You couldn’t see his face super clearly from where he was stood underneath the shaky lights but his hair was messy and in his eyes and you thought you saw a piercing or two shining on his face.

“Who dragged you here?” He was suddenly asking and you froze up again as you looked at him, eyes darting down to his feet for a second nervously.

“My friends got tickets and I couldn’t get out of it.” You were telling him softly and shrugging a bit. A car was driving past on the empty road and you waited for the sounds of the snow crunching under its tires to quiet before you finished. “From the band actually.”

You look back at him just in time to see his eyebrows lift in surprise and then settle into recognition, your own shifting forward in furrowed confusion. The boy was taking a step off the wall then and flicking his cigarette somewhere off near the road, your eyes following the still burning ember as it flew through the air before circling back to him.

“I’ll see you inside then.” His tone was one of a statement and not a question but you were still slightly confused despite the fact you habitually nodded at him.

You let out a big sigh once he was leaving finally, weirdly going through the alley towards what you could only assume was a side entrance and not the door right next to him. It quickly slipped your mind and you decided to wait for the previous act to finish up before you also headed back in.

You crouched back down closer to the snow and continued to try and clean off your hands and parts of your sleeves that had gotten stained from whatever substances were on the floor. The cold was sending waves of shivers through you but you simply ignored the uncomfortable feeling, especially since you figured you’d warm up quickly once you headed back inside.

Eventually you could hear the second opening act thanking the crowd for their intense energy before the familiar voice of the bar owner was back, this time more excited as he announced that the main band was finally coming out on to the stage.

You sighed softly again to yourself before stomping the slush off your boots and heading back through the door, once again being hit by the tight atmosphere that was a lot more sweaty than when you had first walked in and was now practically buzzing with adrenaline.

It was harder than you had planned for to get back to your seat and you almost gave up and just resided to the back of the building but once the band members were finally on stage the crowd surged forward, a gap in the mass of people slightly opened up and you were hurrying through it back towards where your friends had been. They were gone now but you had expected that, knowing they must likely went closer to the stage.

You were just barely settling back into an empty stool when the band was coming out on stage and you frowned when you realized you could barely see them, sitting up slightly and freezing up when you got a better view.

One of the boys was standing center stage and speaking into the mic, presumably introducing them to the crowd who was cheering the loudest they had all night, but your gaze was drifting a few feet to his right to where one of the guitarist was standing.

You immediately recognized him as the boy from outside, a wave of embarrassment washing over you as you remembered how you had been less than enthusiastic about coming and had told him the band invited you and your friends. His surprised expression was making sense to you now and you would’ve turned to face palm if you weren’t stuck staring at him.

He was scanning the crowd for a few seconds and your eyes widened a touch when he was looking in your direction, stopping his wandering gaze as a soft smirk started to build up on his lips.

You were glancing around you to see if there was anything else he could be looking at and then feeling your face heat up alarmingly fast when you realized there wasn’t and he definitely recognized you from your awkward encounter outside.

Then they were starting to play and you were frozen for other reasons, your eyes locked on him and his frame as he started to open the song slow and soft. It wasn’t the type of music you had expected from them just based off of appearance and you were completely transfixed by the way they skillfully moved with their respective instruments, the boys behind the mics voice coming through now.

The crowd was swaying along with the gentle music, calming down into a low buzz like they were being completely controlled by the bands sound and energy.

You sat frozen like that for the entirety of the first song, mouth slightly parted in surprise and watching the boy you’d seen outside as he continued to play. You didn’t know much about guitars but you could tell he was good, his louder than the others and ringing out clear even underneath the distorted vocals.

He wasn’t looking at you anymore because he wasn’t looking at anything at all, leaning back and keeping his eyes shut as he played them through the final half of the first song. He was rocking along with his strums and he seemed just as into it and transfixed as the rest of the building was.

The first song slowed to a stop and you heard the vocalist laugh softly into the mic before he was glancing behind him towards where the drummer was sitting. You watched them curiously as they nodded at eachother in silent communication, amazed at how casual and relaxed they seemed to be in front of all of these people.

“Obviously we know what you’re all here for.” The lead vocalist was speaking into the mic with a small smile and the two guitarist start to build up the intro of the next song. “Watch your elbows and try not to knock anyone out.”

He was laughing as he finished his lighthearted warning but you watched as the crowd surged with excitement and started to move around, coming to life in sync like they were all the same creature and you felt a bit sick at how tight and moving it was quickly becoming. He was starting to sing again in a lower tone and even though the song was still bordering on calm, you could feel it building up along with the energy in the room.

It was closer to what you had expected their music to sound like and although it wasn’t necessarily something you’d keep on during your downtime, you couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy at the way the entire crowd reacted to the explosive chorus.

The drummers voice was rasping underneath the main vocalist now and you quickly understand their previous communication, a smile building on your face as you watched the guitarist from outside staring at them with an unfiltered excitement.

They played more songs and you continued to sit and watch them unmoving, your eyes mostly transfixed on the boy with the guitar until the end of their set. You’d never seen somebody play the way he did and you almost felt like you had no choice but to watch him considering how captivating he looked on stage. Eventually they were shouting their goodbyes towards the crowd and accepting thrown gifts and hands reaching out for contact, all except for the guitarist considering he was just watching and smiling at the crowd for a distance.

You were still watching them as they left the stage and disappeared back into the restricted part of the building, not even noticing when your friends were excitedly bounding back over to you.

“That was fucking awesome.” Heejin was wrapping her arm around your shoulder and shaking you enthusiastically, sweat lining her dyed hair now and making her tattoos glisten under the now red lighting.

“Jungwon somehow sounds 100 times better in person.” You turned your head to see Sunoo coming to sit next to you with an impressed look on his face, shaking his head in disbelief and still watching the empty stage like you were a few moments ago. “Plus I didn’t know Jake could sing like that.”

“He sang at that school event remember? Before Jay got him into drumming.” Riki was quickly explaining and taking a swig of a water bottle he was carrying, still slightly out of breath from the tight and hot crowd.

You watched them talk animatedly about the show with a soft smile and fondness, you were glad they had fun even if you were originally hesitant to come out with them. It had been better than you’d expected and you still felt a little rush of excitement under your skin when you thought about how loud and beautiful the music had been. You’d completely forgotten about falling on the floor or any mishap.

“Are you ready to go then? We don’t want to keep them waiting, they’re probably super tired.” Joonie was turning to smile at you and await your response but her grin faltered when she saw the heavy look of confusion gracing your features. “You didn’t ask her?”

She was moving her head to give an accusatory stare towards the others and Sunoo winced softly at the harshness in her glare. Riki was sighing and scratching the back of his neck before answering. “We figured we’d ask her after she saw them… maybe she’d be more inclined to say yes.”

“Say yes to what?” You were quickly butting in, slightly frustrated that they were talking around you like you weren’t sat right there watching the entire thing.

“The band wanted us to come over to their place after the show.” Heejin was answering hesitantly, watching you with an expectant look like she was already prepared for you to shut them down.

You can’t deny that the thought immediately crossed your mind, beyond used to rejecting hangouts instinctively especially ones that were so small and intimate with people you didn’t know.

Then you were thinking about the way they had performed and how you had felt seeing them have so much fun on the stage, like they never cared about taking up too much space and they certainly weren’t concerned with ever being too loud. You were pausing for a few seconds to think about it even though you already felt like your mind had been made up, meeting your friends waiting stares and giving them a soft nod of approval.

——

You had quickly come to regret your accepting nod on your way to meet up with the boys, packed into a cab with your friends who still vaguely smelled like the inside of the venue and conjoined sweat.

They still seemed excited so you were trying your best to not be a visible mood killer but you were getting more and more anxious the closer you got to where you’d be meeting, not even exactly sure what type of environment you were going into.

It got even worse when the cab was pulling to a stop in front of a house tucked neatly in a lower class suburban area, the dread of having to make small talk in such an intimate setting like one the boys house was making your stomach turn with nausea. You sucked it up and followed behind your friends with held breath, listening as the door opened and they excitedly greeted whoever it was that was behind it.

You eventually filed through and when it was your turn to pass through the doorway, you realized it was Jake who had opened it.

You recognized him from school events like Riki had mentioned before, not attending yours but a few times a year the neighboring schools held community shows and events to bring the area closer together and scout for grants and sponsorships. You distinctly remember Jake sitting on the stage a few years back, looking beyond nervous as he softly strung his acoustic guitar and sang a song that had slipped your memory by now.

It was a striking opposition to what you’d seen him do tonight, both the fact he had been singing so hard his voice was scratching underneath Jungwon’s softer tone and the way he was slamming down on the drums so hard you had been worried he’d break something.

He had a certain buzzing energy to him that helped this make sense, watching him now as he excitedly bounced around your friends like a loose dog as he guided them towards another doorway. You figured he was more full of bottled up excitement over any actual aggressiveness and you continued to silently follow behind them.

You were a bit surprised to be led down to a small finished basement, carefully walking down the carpeted steps and feeling weirdly like you’d been transported back to your own home with how familiar the area looked.

There was a small red light connected to the door with tape and you imagined it was to signal that some sort of recording was going on, a small smile playing up on your face at the irony of the devoted after band having such a simple setup. The smile was immediately slipping off when you were hearing your friends start up rounds of greeting again and you paled with nerves.

“That’s Y/N, she doesn’t talk much.” Riki was quickly saying and you were half grateful he had saved you from awkwardly stuttering out your name and half furious as all sets of eyes turned to look in your direction.

You recognized the lead singer first, looking a lot less intimidating now that he was sitting on the sofa in more comfortable clothes and letting his purple mullet air dry from what you could only assume was a post show shower. You knew his name was Jungwon just from hearing your friends rambles and you filled in the blanks for the rest of the names.

Jay was almost more intimidating off stage than he was on it, losing that playful and excited energy that being in front of a crowd brought and falling into an almost scary silence. If it wasn’t for the gentle way he was picking at an acoustic guitar, a stark difference to the black and shining electric one you’d seen him with on stage.

Your eyes were drifting over to the final person in the room who was busy chatting with Heejin and staring excitedly at her newest tattoos, his hands hovering over her skin but not touching directly like an excited child. Sunoo had told you on the way here that Sunghoon played bass and whilst you weren’t exactly sure what that meant, he seemed the most approachable out of the group.

Minus the member you’d already accidentally approached but he was missing from the current area and you felt a wave of relief rushing through you considering how embarrassed you’d felt seeing him on stage.

You almost fell into autopilot and you listened to the two groups mix and talk casually like they were lifelong friends, an overwhelming feeling of envy sitting in your stomach considering the fact they were so easily able to hold conversation with each other whilst you struggled to even introduce yourself.

Jay had gotten up to put on a record at some point and that made you feel slightly more at ease considering there was no more room for awkward silence, something a lot calmer than what they’d played earlier ringing through the room as they all lounged in different places and started to smoke amongst each other.

Your friends didn’t bother offering any to you considering you had a tendency to say no, not necessarily against smoking or being high but the intimacy of sharing a blunt mixed with the performance anxiety as it was passed around the circle almost on instinct. The other boys must’ve gotten the hint without it needing to be said and they also didn’t try to get you to smoke, leaving you relieved that they weren’t the types to poke fun at you or try to pressure you into it.

It was a lot easier for you to just watch them and get a small contact high, sinking down into your spot on the couch more and relaxing as they started to lose focus and definitely lose the ability to care if you were being awkward.

You were pressed against the side of the sofa even though nobody was sat directly near you, still trying to ensure you were taking up as little space on the furniture as possible in case somebody else wanted to sit or you were simply just in the way. You were grateful you’d developed this habit considering the door to the basement was opening again and you froze up as the light shone in from the top of the stairs.

“Finally, the chosen one has arrived.” Jake was yelling excitedly from somewhere you couldn’t see, laying flat on the carpet behind the round ottoman and you could only barely catch a glimpse of his arms being thrown up in mock praise.

You were staring at the stairs as the boot covered feet started to descend down and you knew who it was before he even reached the point where you could see his upper half, freezing even more at the way his eyes scanned over the unfamiliar faces in the basement before pausing on you.

You awkwardly pulled your sleeves over your hands and glanced back over at Sunoo was sitting in the chair closest to you and the couch, talking to Sunghoon about something you couldn’t quite make it out considering anxiety was fully building up now and you were slightly disoriented from the overstimulation in the room.

Much to your dismay and attempts to stop yourself, your eyes were drifting back over to the boy and you almost groaned when you realized he was still watching you.

Heeseung had, according to Joonie on the way here, been the one to originally start up the band and convince the others to take it as seriously as he did. He was the lead guitarist first and foremost but he dabbled in almost everything, including producing all of their original songs and covers and apparently forfeiting his basement as their studio considering the younger photos of him scattered around the walls.

His baby pink hair was in his face even more now than it had been when you’d saw him smoking outside, littered with random blonde patches that told you he had done it himself, and now you were positive he had multiple piercings throughout his face.

It was only getting worse for you when he was making his way over to the couch and taking the empty middle seat, directly next to you.

You were sat with your feet up on the fabric and hugging your knees close to your chest but you imagined if you’d been sat normally then your thighs would be press against his that had lost the tight ripped jeans and were now sporting some more casual black sweatpants.

“You want this Hee?” Sunghoon was saying from where he was sat on the floor besides Sunoo on the chair.

You glanced over to the boy just in time to see him shake his head in denial and a wave of surprise and relief washed over you, grateful you wouldn’t be the only one not smoking anymore. “You don’t smoke?” Riki was asking and Heeseung seemed to instinctively shake his head no.

Jay snorted out a half laugh half scoff and you watched the pink haired boy shoot him a sharp glare before his eyes were drifting over to you, almost like he was checking your reaction. Your eyebrows were furrowed forward in confusion, wondering why he was lying about smoking, he must’ve forgotten the fact you’d seen him outside with a cigarette only a few hours before.

Everybody fell back into their own individual conversations again and you started to relax finally, listening to the music playing softly in the smoke filled room.

“So did you end up liking it then?” Heeseung’s voice was coming from beside you and you looked over towards him with widened eyes, not expecting him to directly address you.

“W-what?” You were stuttering out and then immediately flushing in embarrassment when a concerned look passed over his intimidating face. He seemed nice enough but your closed mind couldn’t look past the piercings and the eyeliner still staining around his large eyes.

“The show.” He was quickly explaining, looking slightly embarrassed himself that you hadn’t understood what he was talking about. “You didn’t seem too excited when you were outside.”

You froze up in your spot considering he was directly referencing the conversation you’d had outside, in which you had told him begrudgingly and in complaint that you hadn’t been able to get out of going to the show that he was performing at. You didn’t respond for a few seconds and you were grateful that everybody was too stoned to keep up with your awkward conversation.

“It was… you guys were very..” You trailed off when you saw the expectant look on his face and you cleared your throat a bit, eyes darting down to the double piercings going through the thin skin of his lips and then back up to his eyes. “It was cool.”

“Just cool?” His lip was curling softly up into a half smirk at your extremely vague answer, shifting in his place on the couch so he was facing you better and you tried not to be extremely weird about the fact his arm was resting on the back of the sofa now and therefore his hand was dangling on the other side of your shoulders.

“Super cool?” You offered in a squeaky voice, wincing as your shoulders curled in on themselves.

He laughed softly at your answer and you were relieved that he found it somewhat funny and wasn’t totally offended that you didn’t have a string of compliments prepared for him. You did like the show much more than you thought you would and if you were able to get ahold of yourself, you would’ve told him how impressed you were as you watched him play.

But you weren’t that lucky and you knew you’d be stuck giving him half true statements that didn’t actually show how you truly felt about the set, turning your head back to face forward so you didn’t have to look at his face anymore.

You weren’t exactly sure why he had come to talk to you out of everybody in the room, knowing he was obviously a lot closer to his band mates and had even hung out with your male friends a few times from your knowledge in group settings. Joonie had told you that she thought the two of you were a bit similar considering he was also rarely at social events but you highly doubted the comparison considering the way he looked performing in front of an adoring and expectant crowd.

Still, you thought about the way he hung back at the end of the final song instead of interacting with the fans like the other members had and the fact you hadn’t been surprised when he wasn’t present in the basement at first.

“Are you two actually talking to each other or just sitting in weirdo silence?” Your head was picking back up to look over at Heejin who was sitting on the other side of the couch, next to Heeseung but leaning far enough away towards Jake and Jungwon that they didn’t touch at all.

You didn’t need to look at her to know who she was referring to but your stomach dropped a little when you met her gaze and confirmed she was referring to you, the others in the room also looking over considering her statement.

Heejin was in no way mean to you and she was actually your longest friend out of the group, knowing her since middle school which meant she was around to watch your social decline. She made jokes sometimes or pushed you too far out of your comfort zone but you always took it as her way of trying to help you loosen up like she knew you could, always stopping whenever you got visibly too overwhelmed or uncomfortable.

You weren’t sure if it was the presence of people she admired or the buzz of a high settling over her that caused her to make the comment but it clearly crossed a line the two of you had silently established throughout the years, your face dropping at the unwanted attention.

“Heeseung is the master of weirdo silence.” Jake was adding on from the floor again and you could hear him giggling nonsensically, sitting up so you could see his head past the ottoman and frown at him.

“Yeah well I’d rather talk to..” Heeseung was starting harshly before trailing off and glancing over at you with a raised eyebrow. You paused for a few seconds and stared at him in confusion but realizing he was waiting for you to tell him your name, quickly whispering it to him and trying to ignore the small smile he gave you before turning back to look at the others. “I’d rather talk to Y/N than you deadbeats.”

The boys in the room were breaking out into small fits of laughters and instigating choruses of “Oo’s”. Fanning their hands out like they’d been burned and only settling down when Heeseung was rolling his eyes and sinking further into the couch.

Luckily they all seemed to let it go after that even though you were still left with a deeper pit in your stomach because of Heejin’s random dig at both you and Heeseung, roping him in to your anti social behavior and giving his own friends the opportunity to pile on top of it.

You were glancing over at him again from the corner of your eye, hesitantly shifting to try and catch his attention again. His gaze was snapping back to your face when you moved slightly and his eyebrows raised in question again, a lot softer than they had been when he was asking for your name and snapping back at your friends. You watched the way the metal balls surrounding his eyebrow stretched with the movement before licking your dry lips and speaking.

“Thanks.” The word slipped from your lips in a small breath and once again you felt disappointed that it was all you had managed to say, wishing you were able to express your gratitude to him more.

He didn’t seem to mind and his shoulders were lifting in a small shoulder, watching you curiously. “It’s no big deal. I don’t talk much either.”

“Even though you do all… that?” You were asking before you even processed the question falling from your lips and he looked equally surprised as you that you were continuing the conversation without needing prompting.

“Like perform?” His voice was lower now as you started to talk more and you had a feeling he didn’t want the others to listen in and find a way to intervene again. You gave him a soft nod, grateful he had understood your vague wording. “It’s different, I don’t really think of it like that. Sometimes I don’t even feel like I’m there in front of all those people.”

If you’d heard him say that last week or even this morning, you would’ve not fully understood what exactly he was trying to explain to you. Even now you were still a bit confused on what exactly the feeling was like but you immediately understood what he was referring to, remembering the way he was closing his eyes and leaning with the music like he was in his own world.

You must’ve fallen silent for too long as you were thinking about it and what that could possibly be like, how it would feel to live a life with that sort of overwhelming passion, because he was clearing his throat and shifting again.

“It’s like… well what do you do?” He was starting to try and find an analogy, assuming you didn’t understand and you froze up at the direct question.

“What do I do?” You were repeating back to him for clarification and he nodded earnestly, waiting to hear your answer. “I don’t think I really do anything.”

He seemed taken back by that and you were slightly embarrassed that you’d failed to answer his question properly. You’d thought about it before, being at the age where you should have something you were passionate about or a hobby that motivated you in some way.

You never really did much of anything on your own and you’d yet to find anything that gave you that sort of spark he’d be referring to, the type of spark that would cause you to do what you loved even if it meant pushing yourself past your limits or standing on a stage like you were born for it.

“What are you doing this weekend?” He was suddenly rushing out and your eyes widened in surprise again at the fact his voice had come out much louder now, like he’d forced himself to say it. You didn’t say anything for a few seconds and then you were shaking your head to signal that you weren’t doing anything set in stone. “Come to our next show.”

“To your show?” You were repeating in bewilderment and he was nodding his head quickly as he scanned over your face hesitantly, wondering if you were going to reject him. Eventually you were biting the inside of your cheek after contemplating for a while and glancing at him. “O-okay.. yeah sure.”

——

“Y/N, the phone for you.” Your mothers screaming voice was floating up the stairs and you groaned softly into your pillow, laying on your stomach and overthinking the events of the previous weekend like you had been for days.

It was pretty uneventful after your conversation with Heeseung, both falling into a silence or offering small laughs and quick glances as you listened to your friends talk and get to know each other better. He must’ve been telling the truth about not talking much because nobody looked over at him once expectantly although you noticed his band mates keeping an eye on the two of you occasionally.

Eventually you and your friends had left the basement and the pink haired boy had spared you a quick wave through the window as the taxi pulled off.

You’d listened to your friends excitedly talk the entire way back to your neighbors and pry you for details about what you’d been talking about with him, not noticing the bitter expression on your face when you noticed how surprised they seemed that he’d chosen to speak to you.

Now it was Thursday and you were thinking about it all again, replaying it over and over and finding something new to be embarrassed about each time you did. Heeseung was surprisingly soft spoken and slightly awkward considering his appearance but you knew it held no parallel to how terrible you were at socializing.

“Y/N.” Your mom was screaming again and this time you rolled over as you groaned, letting it fill the room before you were getting off your bed and heading down the stairs.

Your mom was standing there with the phone in her hand, watching you with an excited expression and your face was pulling forward in confusion as your steps hesitantly slowed to a stop. “It’s a boy.” She was whispering and pointing at the phone with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

You were snatching the phone away from her and walking around the corner into the hallways, stretching the chord as far as it could possibly go and waving a dismissive hand at your mom when she was poking her around the corner in curiosity.

“Hello?” You were breathing into the phone and it was a heavy silence for a few seconds before you could hear somebody clearing their throat on the other side.

“Hey Y/N, it’s Heeseung.” He was announcing and you froze up at the sound of his soft voice coming through your speaker, clutching the phone tighter in your hand and shifting it against your ear. “Um.. like the guitar guy.”

You were laughing softly at the fact he felt the need to specify, most likely growing nervous from your extended silence. “I know who you are Heeseung.”

“Cool… yeah cool.” He was breathing back and letting out his own nervous laugh, a small smile building on your face at how awkward he seemed now. You liked how different he was in each setting, confident and sensual on stage and casual and calm when surrounded by his friends in a familiar area. Now you were seeing what he was like on his own, mirroring a personality similar to yours.

“D-did you need something?” You tried to keep your tone light so he didn’t think you were bothered by the fact he had called despite your confusion over how he’d gotten your number or what exactly he wanted.

Your heart was racing slightly as you listened to him inhale over the phone, feeling a bit ridiculous over your own reactions but you couldn’t help but think about his soft pink hair and the piercings your mom would definitely disapprove of. She glared at Heejin’s bare skin every time she came over during the summer so you couldn’t imagine her reaction to seeing Heeseung’s group of friends.

“I was just calling to make sure you were still going to the show and Sunghoon said I should tell you to bring your friends.” He was explaining in a low tone and you could hear shushing in the background, your smile widening at the realization he was around some of his friends. “I’m pretty sure he’s just trying to convince Heejin to give him a tattoo but it would be safer anyways with more people.”

“Alright, yeah we’ll be there.” You were telling him back swiftly and you surprised yourself by how naturally it came out of your mouth, no stutter or hesitation.

“Cool.” You could almost hear the smile in his voice as he said the word again, almost repeating it like he did the first time but seemingly catching himself before he did. “I’ll see you there then?”

“Yeah… yeah you will.”

——

“So he like directly invited you.” Riki was asking for the sixth time that night and you sighed softly when he was bumping his elbow into your arm with a smile on his face, clearly excited about the recent development in your life.

“Is it that surprising?” Your tone was stiff along with your posture, somehow once again finding yourself in a cold line outside of a random concert venue downtown.

“Not at all Y/N.” Sunoo was quickly interjecting once he realized you were taking offense to their over excitement, offering him a small tired smile due to his habit of trying to make you feel better. “We are just happy for you.”

You were about to remind him that there was no reason to be happy or excited and that you and Heeseung had just gotten along, nothing else, but you were interrupted by the staff who was checking tickets approaching your group. You watched as he took a look at Riki’s and then his school ID, promptly marking his hand with a solid black X before he was turning towards you expectantly.

He was looking at your ID with a bored expression but before he was able to hand it back to you and give you a similar marking, he paused and did a double take as he looked at the words. “Y/N? You’re on the list.”

“The list?” Your voice was soft in confusion and buried under the sound of your friends excited squeals and laughters, feeling Joonie’s hands come up to squeeze your shoulders and shake you softly.

You weren’t understanding what was happening until you were being moved forward, hearing Heejin clarify that you all were allowed early entry before she was smiling brightly and practically caring you with the rest of them as you entered the venue ahead of everybody else. You felt a flush come up to your cheeks when you realized that Heeseung had clearly mentioned you to the staff of the building and that’s why you were currently skipping the line and heading towards the back of the venue.

It was a different place than last time, bigger and seemingly more concert specific in comparison to the bar you were at last time.

The staff member was leading you down a hallway until you were stopped in front of a door with chipping paint, a piece of paper stuck to it with tape and the bands name in big sharpie letters. You smiled softly at their names all scribbled around the bold font, knowing they must’ve stuck it outside themselves as a mock dressing room.

You felt a wave of anxiety rush up with the employee was knocking on the door twice before turning to head back outside and control the growing crowd but you didn’t have any time to panic before it was being thrown open.

“You came.” Heeseung’s eyes were wide as he looked down at you in surprise and you were parting your lips to answer him before your friends were impatiently pushing into the room, practically shoving you forward into him.

He helped steady you when you made a small noise of surprise and you were glancing up at him in embarrassment, face undoubtedly red considering he was holding onto your arms even once your feet were flat on the ground. “You look…”

You felt overwhelming self conscious when his gaze was dropping down, scanning over your outfit and body before meeting your eyes again. You’d mistakenly let Heejin and Joonie dress you after they practically spent two hours begging, remembering how awkward you felt being improperly dressed last time.

It felt even worse to be in clothes you weren’t at all used to or comfortable with and you couldn’t tell what Heeseung was thinking just based off his expression.

“It looks really good.” He was breathing out finally and you felt a wave of relief at his statement, and then self judgment for caring what he thought in the first place. “Are you sure you’ll be comfortable though? I have a sweater you can wear.”

You froze up slightly as he continued to speak to you in a calm voice, somehow sensing your anxiety over the outfit despite only speaking to you a few times. You were half flattered that he cared enough to lend you some clothes and half humiliated that he could tell you didn’t normally wear things like this.

He must’ve seen outfits like this on hundreds of girls every time he had a show, knowing half the crowd would be dressed similarly to you but wearing it with a confidence and aura that you severely lacked. You didn’t have an overwhelming presence like Heejin or an alluring personality like Joonie and you’d always felt bland in comparison.

You were awkwardly glancing around the makeshift dressing room and pleased to see your friends and the band engaging in their own excited conversations and not paying you any mind.

Then your gaze was landing on one of the mirrors across the room and you were freezing up when you caught sight of you and Heeseung, still standing closer than you’d thought you were with his hands touching your arms. You almost didn’t recognize yourself for a second and despite how awful the clothes felt against your skin, you couldn’t deny that you looked good standing next to him and his similar aesthetic.

“I’ll be alright.” You were turning back to him to answer his question definitively and you tried to hold eye contact with him for a second, easier considering his hair was falling into his face again.

He was wearing eyeliner like he had been the first time you’d seen him outside the venue but it was a lot bolder and messier this time, making his eyes even bigger than they already were but completely changing his energy and appearance in comparison to the version of him you’d seen in his basement.

“Are you nervous?” You weren’t sure why that was the next thing you said to him but his eyes lit up when you whispered the question, staring up at him with wide eyes and saying it so softly he almost didn’t catch it underneath the loud crowd in the distance and your friends behind him.

“I’m excited.” He was responding back and you knew he meant it, no sign of apprehension or hesitation on his face.

You’d never seen somebody look as intense as Heeseung did when he talked about performing, his entire demeanor changing from the awkward boy who you’d been speaking to, almost seeming unsure of himself after every sentence. He didn’t even seem to think at all when he spoke about music or being on stage and you watched him curiously as he rambled on about how it felt to be up there.

You figured he probably knew you wouldn’t ever be able to understand what he was talking about unless you did it yourself but you still felt giddy that he wanted to explain it to you.

He talked about it until another team member was poking his head in to let the boys know that soundcheck was about to start and then the doors would open, also being you and your friends queue to go and get spots in the front row.

“I’ll see you out there then?” He was smiling down at you and giving a gentle squeeze to your arm that he was still holding, your own breaking out on your face despite trying to withhold and you gave him a small nod of approval before he was disappearing out the door after the others.

Your friends were obviously excited for having caught the end of your interaction and although you rolled your eyes as they begun to tease you, you couldn’t rid yourself of the bright grin you were catching between your lips and you started to head back out into the hallway and towards where the crowd would be standing.

You felt okay for now but you were starting to get more and more anxious at the realization that soon the mass of people would surge inside towards you and you’d be stuck in your place against the barricade, white knuckling it as you contemplated heading to the back of the venue and watching from there instead so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself by having a panic attack right in front of the band.

“You know..” Heejin was leaning in against your side to whisper into your ear and you felt her hand squeezing your side affectionately. “Jake said that Heeseung’s never invited anybody to a show before.”

She was pulling away just in time to see your eyes widen in surprise, followed by your face flushing a bright red at the knowing look she was giving you. “Not even his family?”

You knew that the bands music wouldn’t necessarily be everybody’s personal taste, especially those of an older generation, but you couldn’t help but feel slightly confused that he wouldn’t ever ask anybody to come watch him perform. He was clearly proud of what he had created and more passionate than anyone you’d met before.

“It’s just him and his dad I guess.” She was shrugging softly and glancing up at the stage as she spoke. “Apparently he’s a huge hard ass about him doing music.”

Your face was falling into a small frown at what she was saying but you didn’t have a chance to respond before the lights were shutting off and immediately being replaced by the same red ones the other venue had put on for their set, hearing the sounds of the doors opening and feet swiftly approaching the stage.

Anxiety was immediately building up as you were getting more and more constricted in the crowd but you felt slightly better knowing your friends were around you, feeling Riki not so subtly shift his position so he was stood behind you and you weren’t going to be subject to any stranger pressing into your body.

You were going to turn and give him a grateful smile but you were cut off by the sounds of the crowd screaming louder than you’d ever heard, confused on what was causing it before you realized the boys were already coming out onto the stage.

They were only silhouettes at first without the spotlights turned on but you could tell it was Sunghoon who had ended up directly in front of you, glancing across the stage to see Heeseung on the other side beside Jungwon again like he had been the other weekend.

Then the lights were coming on, soft enough to keep the red glow but illuminating each member and their instruments. You smiled widely and couldn’t help the scream that leapt from your throat, joining in with your friends and the rest of the crowd as excitement started to fill you. You’d never been in a setting like this before and you were quickly understanding why it was so addicting.

You were already watching Heeseung from the moment he stepped on stage so you definitely didn’t miss the way his eyes were scanning the front section of the crowd, only settling once they passed by you before quickly backtracking as a smile curled up on his lips.

Jungwon was starting to speak into the mic and introduce them like you’d heard him do last week but you were preoccupied, watching the pink haired boy and giving him a small nod of acknowledgment with a soft smile.

Then the show was starting and you quickly realized that what you had seen last time was nothing in comparison to actually being in the crowd, an energy taking over you that you didn’t even know you possessed. You were dancing along with Heejin and gripping Sunoo’s arm in excitement as he screamed and sang along, all the while keeping your eyes on Heeseung.

He was almost like a completely different person on stage, more than just his energy considering the fact even his gaze was new to you. He was a lot more intimidating when he was staring down at you with hooded eyes, the eyeliner more smudge now and thankfully distracting you from the skillful way his fingers moved along the guitar strings.

It was hard not to think about him to the level you’d been trying to deny when he was looking at you for almost the entirety of the show, seemingly checking on you when the crowd got particularly wild and at other times almost looking smug because of how transfixed you seemed. His lip would curl into a cocky smirk that you didn’t even think he could manage and you’d feel your heart thump alive in a way it never had before.

You spent the next few months following this exact routine with him.

Every week, in the middle of it or sometimes as early as the day after a show, he’d call your house and your mom would yell your name up the stairs. He’d softly invite you to the next show and you’d excitedly tell him that you’d be there, despite knowing he already knew the answer and you knowing he just liked to hear you say it.

Sometimes you’d take your friends with you but eventually you got comfortable enough to go by yourself, you’d be let in early with a small smile to the bouncers and you’d always ask him the same question before he got on stage.

“Are you nervous?” You’d say for the dozenth time even though you knew by now that he wasn’t but every single time his eyes would light up with that fire and passion that you’d been so sucked in by and he’d always repeat the same words back in the same tone.

“I’m excited.”

Heeseung liked it best when you came to his shows so you did it every weekend you were free, even when you’d get too overwhelmed and have to sit in the dressing room or behind the stage if it was available, he just liked knowing you were there to see him and he expressed it to you every single time.

You got closer over that time outside of watching him play too, taking longer to get over that awkwardness you both carried outside of the venues when the adrenaline died down but eventually you’d stopped hanging out solely within your respective groups and started to spend some time alone together.

He’d pick you up in his shitty run down car and your mom would glare at him from the living room window, watching his hair go from pink to blue then to a red that had taken you back a few steps with its brightness when you’d first seen it.

“That’s.. a strong choice.” You’d said after you buckled your seatbelt and you were reaching forward to run your hand through it before you even had a second to think about it.

“My dad hates the color red.” Was all he had responded with and you watched the side of his face as he smiled softly and put the car into drive.

Heeseung wasn’t the most stable person to be around at times but you eventually realized that you’d never felt as comfortable taking up space as you did when you were with him, an addicting feeling that you almost had no choice but to lean forward into and you were thankful that he was always around to catch you.

You’d sit in the basement with the boys as they practiced new songs and Jake had even attempted to teach you to play some songs on the guitar, going to him for help because it felt less intimidating than asking one of the actual guitar players.

It was somehow easy to mesh into their routines and hobbies despite how different you were than them and your most fun high school memories all featured your old friends and new ones hanging out together, all packed into booths at late night diners after a particularly good show or getting makeshift tattoos from Heejin in the familiar basement that you’d spent most of the year in by the time graduation rolled around.

Heeseung was a year older than you and already graduated before you’d met him but he’d made sure to attend and watch you and your friends walk, minus Riki who still had a year left.

You’d all rushed out of the ceremony hall and squished in his car so you could drive across town and watch the rest of his friends at their own school, cheering for them all in your different colored graduation gowns and ignoring the embarrassed look on Jungwon’s face when he gave his class president speech at the beginning.

There were a lot of highs but it all came with lows too and those took you longer to adjust to.

You weren’t exactly sure how to handle it when Heeseung would show up at your house late at night, sometimes bleeding from various places on his face or panting like he’d run all the way there. You’d quickly pull him inside and ignore your moms questioning shout asking who was at the door.

Eventually you had sat her down after dinner and told her that sometimes Heeseung had issues with his dad and he didn’t have anywhere else to go, which was a slight lie on your part but you knew it felt true to him considering he never considered any other options before heading in your direction even if it was across town and a lot less welcoming than one of his friends houses.

She never was a big fan of him, of any of your friends but especially him, despite the gentle way he always said hello to her upon entry and his countless attempts to get on her good side. You’d tried to explain to him that it wasn’t anything personal or anything he was doing wrong and it was just how your mother was but he seemed particularly upset about it despite normally not caring what people thought of him.

“It’s your mom, it’s different.” He was stressing his words to emphasize that it was because she was related to you that it mattered to him and you were furrowing your eyebrows and turning to look at him.

You were sat on your bed together, two months before it happened, and sharing a pair of headphones that was playing a scratchy demo of a song he’d been working on. You were popping the tape out of the device so it would stop abruptly as you sat up a little bit to be able to see his face better.

“Why do you say stuff like that?” You were asking him and he sighed softly like he always did when you begun to pry for answers regarding his behavior towards you.

Despite the way you felt around him and the fact you’d practically become inseparable in the summer following graduation, you’d never directly talked about what your relationship was or even crossed a line that would definitely give you an unspoken answer. Outside of some longing glances and hands resting a little too low on your back, you’d remained pretty platonic other than your own inner thoughts and emotions.

“Don’t know.” He was mumbling softly as he looked at you and you squinted your eyes at him in disbelief but eventually you sighed and shifted back so you were resting against your headboard again, shoulder pressed into his tightly.

When it finally happened, you pretty much assumed that your life was going to abruptly end.

The boys had been growing in popularity now that they were out of school and able to do music full time, still underaged but building enough connections with the local music scene and venues to be able to play more frequently and to older and grittier crowds.

Mixed with the rise of the internet and MTV music videos filled with long haired rockstars and half naked women, it didn’t take long for their talents to get noticed by a few different people who swore they were from the next big company and could guarantee to make Echoes of Riot each millionaires respectfully, offers that were all swiftly turned down by Heeseung (with the advice of Sunoo who had begun to fill a management like role within the group).

You’d never paid much mind to what stardom would mean for the boys despite believing to the deepest part of your heart that they deserved it and were more talented than most the people you heard over the radio. For some reason, some childish idiotic reason, you figured they’d spend the rest of your lives being teenagers playing in bars around your small hometown.

Then one night after a particularly long show, all the boys panting and sweaty as they headed back to their dressing rooms, a man had approached them similarly to the way others did almost nightly.

You knew right away that something was different this time and your friends did too, watching silently as the group stopped in their steps towards the back rooms and actually begun to pay attention to what the man was saying. Heeseung’s eyes were flickering up to yours and you raised your eyebrows at him from where you sat at the bar, shifting out of your seat when he beckoned you closer with a quick flick of his fingers.

The rest of your friends followed you and all of you made your way back to the rooms with the band and the man.

He didn’t seem at all bothered by the additional people in the room as he started to repeat his pitch behind closed doors and your heart started to clench nervously when you realized why he seemed so different.

Min Yoongi actually cared about the music quality and spreading a proper message through your work and performances, opening his monologue with descriptions of how he felt hearing and watching the videos Riki had been posting online of the group and you watched as his eyes twinkled with a passion you’d only ever seen before from the boy sitting next to you.

His hand was resting on your arm and draping over your shoulder on the couch but he couldn’t have been further away from you in that moment, holding onto every word Yoongi was saying and leaning forward occasionally to enthusiastically agree with something he was saying.

It was a jarring change after seeing him barely give the other music people a second of his time for the last few months but you understood that they had this connection you simply weren’t capable of understanding, a mutual trust built through having the same dream and passion and by the end of the first meeting, even without anything even halfway confirmed, you knew things were going to change from then on out.

Yoongi didn’t have a lot of money to invest into the boys but he was dedicated to promoting them and helping them with levels of production you’d only get with decades of experience, upping their discography to even higher levels and it wasn’t long before he was proving himself right.

“Tour?” Your voice was breaking around the word Heeseung had just said, continuing his sentence afterwards but you hadn’t heard a thing he’d said after that, your ears ringing as your face paled. “You’re leaving?”

He was faltering at the unexpected upset in your voice and you would’ve felt guilty for not matching his level of enthusiasm but you couldn’t help the wave of panic overwhelming you as you continued to try and process what he was saying.

“Hey, hey Y/N listen to me.” His voice was soft and you could feel his hand reaching forward to touch and cup your cheek, softly swiping his thumb over your smooth hot skin and shifting on the bed so he was closer to you. “It would only be for a few months, then I’d be coming back. We’d all be coming back.”

You’d somehow not processed the fact that going on tour meant the other boys would be also leaving with him and another wave of sickness swept over you at the realization you’d be losing most of your friends in one swoop, the most constant and positive thing in your entire life since you’d met them.

“I don’t want to leave, baby you know I’d never just leave.” He was quickly continuing when he realized he’d made it worse and your eyes shot up to him at the use of the pet name falling from his lips so casually despite never hearing it directed towards you before. He didn’t even seem to notice that he had said it and he was continuing on despite the surprise on your face. “But… I mean this is it.”

His words were vague but you knew exactly what they meant.

This was the end of the road for the life you’d been so happily living because despite how content and happy you were watching them play small and intimate shows, Heeseung had this hunger for more that would never be satisfied in a place like your hometown.

He didn’t mean to break your heart of course and you were definitely at fault for stupidly falling in love with a rockstar, falling victim to the oldest cliche in the book as you sat at the bus station and cried into Joonie’s shoulder. You watched as their tour bus got further and further out of sight before it was turning a corner and disappearing with all of them on it.

Things were the roughest they’d ever been for the first few months the boys were gone.

Your typical routine had been shattered and you were back to existing like a corpse, moving around from one task to the next with no real excitement or purpose. You’d never necessarily gained one but being around somebody as passionate and driven as Heeseung was like getting a secondhand high and you’d been riding the wave of his interest for the last year, now alone out at sea and stuck scrubbing the counters of a coffee shop in the small downtown area of your city.

You tried to write for the first month or two but eventually it got too hard for you to handle and you started to let Heeseung’s letters pile up. He’d still call your home phone but your mom stopped letting you know when he did and sometimes you’d hear her softly telling him that you weren’t feeling good and she’d have you call back later. She never brought it up and neither did you.

He’d call Heejin and Riki too and sometimes you’d hear his voice when you were talking to Sunoo on the phone. He’d went with them on tour after Yoongi had asked him to be their official team manager, giving him more time to handle the business side of things while Sunoo dealt with their personal schedules and issues. You’d listen to your friend lie and say he was talking to his sister and you’d thank him softly as he sighed and asked why you couldn’t just talk to your shared friend.

You didn’t know how to explain that Heeseung was something you needed to get clean from and hearing from him in small doses would make it ten times harder for you to function.

It was too much to say that his letters kept you awake all night crying as you read about how much he missed you followed by random sketches and song lyrics he was writing about you. They wouldn’t understand why you dropped a full plate of food the first time you heard them on the radio at work or why you stayed up all night to see their first actual interview on TV.

Eventually people stopped mentioning the band to you or at least spoke like the main guitarist and face of the group didn’t exist. It was easy enough to avoid for the first six months and then the articles started to roll out.

The boys hadn’t come home after their first tour and they were “temporarily” staying out in New York where there was more of a network and better opportunities. Part of you was grateful Heeseung hadn’t moved back to town, knowing you’d run into him eventually but you couldn’t stop thinking about him regardless considering the news being put out with his name on the headlines.

“That’s his third fight this week Sunoo.” You were spitting over the phone, balancing it between your shoulder and ear as you aggressively scrubbed at a dish that’d already been clean for the past few minutes. “Aren’t you supposed to be keeping them in check?”

“You don’t think I’m trying Y/N?” His voice was exhausted and desperate and you felt bad immediately for snapping at him, knowing your real anger didn’t result from him. “I have no idea what to do, I’ve never seen him like this.”

All the boys had been subject to some controversy as they continued to gain quick fame and admirers but like always, your brain was laser focused on Heeseung. He was getting into drunken fights routinely and being reported with multiple women who may or may not be fans who like to kiss and tell, photos of him and the other boys looking worse and worse each passing weekend as their rockstar lifestyle truly blossomed into an absolute disaster.

Eventually you started to find yourself ignoring the news again, becoming accustomed to it and already knowing what it was going to be every time Riki sighed entering your job and slid a magazine in your direction.

Three years passed like this and while you had stopped crying every night from how much you missed Heeseung and your other friends, if you could even consider them that considering the lack of communication over the years, you still felt that empty feeling in your skin as you robotically went about your routines and lifeless activities that didn’t hold any real purpose or grand result.

At the end of the third year, stretching into a point where you’d been away from Heeseung longer than you were ever with him, Heejin had told you that the band was back in town.

She’d called you and hesitantly let you know that she had run into Jay at the local grocery store a few hours ago, citing that she hadn’t thought much about it until she was back at her tattoo shop and thinking about you possibly running into one of the boys for as long as they stuck around this time. You’d thanked her for the heads up and then buried your head into your arms in upset, both at how little distance was between you and Heeseung and also regarding the fact Sunoo hadn’t even bothered to tell you they were around.

Half of you expected it, knowing you weren’t teenagers anymore standing in a cold concert line and he didn’t owe you any update on his whereabouts, clearly not telling Heejin either considering her shock upon seeing a familiar face.

Joonie however seemed to know all about it when you hesitatingly mentioned it over lunch with her and Riki after he’d asked you why you seemed so on edge. “Well it’s been on their tour show list for like four months.”

“And you didn’t think to tell anyone?” Riki was voicing your thoughts before you could and his face was curled up in annoyance and betrayal as he shoved a fry into his mouth, clearly just as caught off guard as you and hurt considering he’d also gotten close to the members before they’d left and he was friends with Sunoo for as long as you.

“You always tell me not to talk about them in front of Y/N.” She was whining out and you glanced at the younger boy who looked slightly sheepish as she said something he clearly meant to keep private.

She wasn’t necessarily wrong and you’d grown to realize being around her was going to be hard considering how big of a fan she remained of the band even after their decline into scandal, simultaneously acting like any other fan girl and somehow also constantly bragging to others about how she knew them personally before they’d blown up. Maybe she had mentioned their return at some point but it’d been years since you started to tune her out.

“So they’re not staying?” You were finally speaking again, your voice weak and curious and she gave you a knowing look before nodding and patting your hand.

You weren’t sure why you felt overwhelmingly disappointed that they’d eventually leave again despite the fact you planned to spend the entire time they were here avoiding them and hiding out in your apartment. It was probably for the same reason she was giving you a pity filled look and Riki was picking at the skin around his nails.

It only took a few days for Joonie to push the limit on how much of her interest in the band you could take, answering her late night call to hear her hysterical as she screamed over the sound of passing cars and told you she’d completely stalled on the highway and was going to miss the show.

You told yourself that you began immediately putting on your shoes and grabbing your keys because you were a good friend and you kept repeating it in your head the entire drive to her location, swearing over and over that it had nothing to do with putting yourself closer to Heeseung. Even after her and her two friends had gotten in your car with his face on their tshirts, you swallowed your tongue and promised your heart it wasn’t for any other reason.

It wasn’t because you wanted to see the thousands of fans outside the arena, the show being on the nicer side of town and twenty minutes away from the venues they used to hold small performances for.

They thanked you continuously as you parked and then Joonie was pulling you aside to guilty whisper that you’d need to get your parking validate to be able to leave and return to pick them back up. A wave of nausea rolled over you but you were still convincing yourself you didn’t care so you swallowed your sickness and gave her a tight smile before following them outside the car.

“The booths over there.” She was telling you once you’d gotten inside and she had a wide smile on her face that matched her friends, clutching her ticket and practically beaming with excitement. “So we’ll see you at 11:30?”

“Mhm.” You didn’t trust your voice enough to speak and not give away how you were feeling so you hummed out a response to her question you barely processed before watching them squeal and walk towards the actual check in and entrance.

You rubbed your fingers together anxiously before glancing to your right and sighing seeing the line of people waiting to get their parking validated, teenage girls who looked like they barely could drive mixed in with dads and boyfriends who looked just as exhausted and irritated as you were starting to feel.

For a second you considered just leaving the girls there and asking Heejin or Riki to pick them up afterwards so you could drink yourself delirious and forget you’d ever been this close to the band but your heart clenched thinking about them having to experience the same thing and you told yourself again that you were trying to be a good friend.

You’d been standing in the line for twenty minutes, holding onto your last strand of patience and curiously listening to the fans around you talking about the boys with so much awe and wonderment.

You couldn’t help but smile at some things, hearing them gush about Jungwon’s cheeks or rave about how sexy Sunghoon’s newest guitar was and you felt a bit stupid for the pride filling your chest. You’d been avoiding them and their music, never listening to anything they’d put out in recent years but you felt happy for them knowing they were still igniting that same excitement in people even if they seemed to have lost the passion themselves.

It was almost exactly twenty one minutes later when you were feeling something tap against your shoulder, whipping your head to the side to see who had bumped into you before freezing up completely.

He had a mask on and a hat almost covering his eyes but you knew immediately who it was, eyes widening as you looked at him and then glanced around your surroundings to see if anybody had recognized him too.

“The fans don’t pay much attention to anyone without an instrument.” Sunoo was saying and you could hear him smiling even if you couldn’t see most of his face, breathing out a sigh of relief and pulling him in for a hug before you had a second to think about it.

He accepted it immediately and you were grateful that he wasn’t being distant with you despite the fact that was all you’d shown each other in recent years, melting into your hold as your eyes pricked with tears considering how much taller and thinner he was now. Sometimes when you thought of the boys, they were frozen in time and still teenagers in your head and you felt a bit dizzy as the illusion broke right in front of you.

“How’d you know I was here?” You were whispering out into his chest and then pulling back to stare up at him in amazement, scanning over his covered face.

“Sunghoon saw the hundreds of messages Joonie had sent… she actually had the guts to ask him to pick her up after her car stalled.” He was explaining and you felt embarrassed for your friend even though Sunoo was laughing like it was something funny. You got annoyed with her behavior but she was still your friend and you almost felt offended for her knowing they’d all been laughing at her attempts to reach out, no matter how baseless her connection with them seemed on their side. “We figured that you would’ve been the one to answer her calls.”

“We?” You were asking the second the word fell from his lips and a flash of regret passed over his face. “Do they all know I’m here?”

“Except for him.” He was explaining and you felt his hand squeezing your arm to try and calm you down, a flash of familiarity running through you at the feeling despite slowly recognizing the boy in front of you less and less. “But I imagine one of them is going to slip up sooner or later.”

You were nodding in understanding but your heart started to thump with anxiety and you were grateful that the arena was so full, hoping Heeseung wasn’t dumb enough to run out into a waiting room of fans to try and see you.

“I have to go.” You were practically forcing the words out and your face was pulling into a grimace as you said them, feeling short of breath and dizzy as your past and present finally started to collide despite your years of effort. “Can you…”

You were gesturing towards the parking validation ticket in your hand and he glanced down at it before looking back at your panicked eyes and nodding softly, squeezing your arm one more time before he was taking it and giving you the go ahead to get out of the arena before your chest exploded.

You didn’t know exactly what to say to him, you weren’t sure if this was a see you later or another long term goodbye and he seemed to be thinking the same thing, nodding again when you smiled sadly at him and took a few steps backwards.

Nearly losing your footing as you turned around, you were dizzyingly making your way out of the arenas main center and pushing back out into the chilled air. Your lungs tried to suck in deep breaths and you hurriedly made your way back to the parking garage but you were failing miserably and you eventually gave up all together, pausing in your quick strides and resting again the building with your eyes shut tight.

It wasn’t at all quiet, fans still gathered outside before the show and traffic beeps and honks as people tried to get in and out of the busy area, but your head felt empty and shut down.

The sound of footsteps approaching you crept into your dizzy brain and you took a deep breath before looking up, somehow already knowing who it was going to be without so much as a glance. He was stopping a few feet away from you when you looked up and your legs felt weaker as you stared at him in silence.

He was wearing a mask and a hat like Sunoo and whilst you’d been disappointed earlier about not being able to see your old friends face, now you were extremely grateful for the coverage. It didn’t help much considering you could still see the most recognizable part of him, his big eyes blinking at you in shock.

“You don’t look that surprised.” Heeseung’s voice was shockingly similar to how it was last time you’d heard it in person, the tone only slightly deeper and the only major change being the lifelessness behind his words as he watched you stand up straight.

He was right, for some reason you weren’t at all shocked to see him in front of you but he was in the same spot as you considering he came to find you in the first place. “Should I be? You’re here aren’t you?”

You heard him scoff softly before he was turning his head to look around the area, handful of fans still wandering around but slowly starting to disperse as they made their way insides to find their seats and buy the merch. He was glancing back at you quickly and then he was reaching up to take his mask off.

He didn’t say anything for a while after he took it off and you just stared at him, scanning over his face and the difference that time had handed to him. His features were a lot sharper now, growing into his nose and ears perfectly and you once again were hit with the reality that you’d been apart for a long time and the boy you knew was long gone.

“Sunoo validated your ticket.” He was starting to speak suddenly, awkwardness seeping into his tone due to your prolonged silent stare and you watched him dig into his pocket to retrieve the crumbled up piece of paper the parking machine had given you. “He got busy so I just brought it out.”

“He got busy?” You questioned and took a step forward away from the building, taking it from him swiftly and wincing when your finger brushed against his. “You’re the one in the band.”

He didn’t say anything to that, clearly lying about why he had been the one to bring the ticket out but making no move to correct himself or attempt to be honest with you. You didn’t really mind considering you were in a similar boat, having no real reason to rest again the building like you had other than buying yourself more time in the area.

“You’re not staying?” He was asking and his voice broke slightly which caused a large frown to form on your face, not sure why he had to even ask considering you both knew you weren’t going to watch his show.

“I’ll be back after to..” You awkwardly trailed off and lifted your hand that was clutching the parking ticket, indicating the reason you were there and watching him carefully. “Are you nervous?”

He tensed up as the familiar words fell from your lips and you felt like the air stopped moving for a second before he answered. He’d heard it asked thousands of times since it last was in your voice in that specific tone but it never bothered him before after the first year.

It was asked genuinely by other people, actually wondering if he was feeling nervous or at times doubting his abilities and using it as a way to get under his skin. Nobody ever made the simple question feel as important as you did and he understood why now that he was older and had plenty of time to think about it. You asked him, not because you thought he was or you figured he wouldn’t be able to handle the stage and the pressure, but because you knew it ignited a fire in him.

You’d ask him just to hear him repeat back in a firm voice how excited he was, to see that passion flare up in his eyes and give him an opportunity to voice some solid self confidence before he got up there to perform.

You knew right away that the phrase brought him back as far in time as it did you but your stomach turned at the blank look on his face, nothing arising to the surface at the triggered memory and instead he almost looked like he was deflating as you stood there.

“I’m just… tired.” He was eventually muttering back and clearing his throat before anxiously scratching at the back of his neck, both of you knowing the weight of his unusual answer and preparing to cripple under it once you were out of the suffocating hold his gaze had on you.

The both of you stood there for a few seconds longer before you could hear the screaming getting louder from inside, his head turning towards the building before looking back at you with a defeated expression. You knew without him saying it that he needed to go and that same feeling you had with Sunoo started to creep up again, not knowing what type of goodbye this was.

“There’s a second show tomorrow.” He was rushing out and then chewing on his lip ring as he avoided your questioning gaze. “You’ll be on the list.”

He glanced at you one more time but he seemed to understand that you weren’t going to give him a definite response, nodding his head in conclusion before he was turning around and jogging back towards the side entrance of the arena.

All the air returned to your lungs once he was finally out of sight and then immediately left again once you broke into a heavy sob, stumbling back a bit before quickly gathering your emotions and trying your best to hold yourself together.

You were quickly wiping your tears and glancing around to make sure nobody had been a witness to your abrupt meltdown, reminding yourself why you were there in the first place and heading back to your car like your world hadn’t just been taken off pause.

——

It had only taken you two seconds after the invitation fell from Heeseung’s lips to decide that you were going to go to the show.

He had said it like it was a question but the look in his eye told you that he didn’t think you’d come, but he still had invited you and that stupid part of you felt like that had to mean something. You’d had Riki pick the girls up from the concert that night and you ignored Joonie’s calls and the countless uploads she’d had from the concert.

You didn’t need to see the boys performing like nothing had happened, like your entire life hadn’t been flipped outside down with just a few sentences from the boy you’d tried your hardest to forget about the past few years.

It was a bit hypocritical considering you were currently back at the same exact place you were running from yesterday, this time walking in the opposite direction of the parking validation booth and awkwardly approaching the ticketing line. You felt like an idiot telling the staff that you were on the list, seeing their annoyed expressions and knowing they must hear it a dozen times a night from fan girls trying to get backstage.

“Nice try but there’s only ever been one name on the list and trust me, that seats never been taken.” The man was talking to you in a bored tone and your heart clenched at the implication of what he was saying.

You wondered if it was something Heeseung had done at the beginning of the tour in case you decided to come to one of the shows but he knew you well enough to know you never would and you certainly would never stride in the place without a ticket expecting to be on the list.

Eventually you figured that he had put you on there with the hopes that one day he’d have the guts to invite you and your heart shattered a bit more thinking about the fact that he never did, never even attempting as far as you were concerned and aware of. You cleared your throat awkwardly and rummaged in your bag to pull out your ID and hand it to the man silently.

His eyes flickered down to it for a second before looking back up at your face and you saw a wave of shock come over him, immediately followed by embarrassment for doubting you in the first place.

You gave him an awkward half smile and then an appreciative nod when he was stepping aside and allowing you to enter the main performance area. You were pausing at the top of the entrance way, eyes scanning over the large arena and feeling a bit sick considering how many seats were there and how few of them were empty.

You were starting to regret showing up and preparing to turn around and head back out before the show started but you were snapped out of your panic when your phone was ringing in your pocket. You were snatching it out in hopes that it was one of your friends trying to calm you down but your eyebrows furrowed when you saw it was an unknown number.

Finger hovering over the decline button, you had half the mind to consider the fact it might be Heeseung and you were answering it and putting it to your ear before you had a second to think about it.

“You actually came.” You immediately tensed up when the voice was filtering through the speaker, different and raspier but you knew who it was from the first word.

“How do you know I’m here?” You were dumbly asking and glancing around you like he was going to be standing in the shadows somewhere, frowning slightly when he laughed into the phone.

“He told them to alert him immediately if you ever showed up.” Jake was saying as an explanation and halfway confirming your suspicions about how long you’d been kept on the list despite never coming or reaching out to them. “And you’re finally here.”

“I’m not staying.” You were saying quickly and a rough edge seeped into your voice, something you hadn’t had last time he knew you but he also hadn’t been so cocky and demeaning last time you spoke to him so you were equal in that sense.

He was sighing softly and you paused at the sound, not expecting him to sound so defeated. You’d spoken to Jake more than the others over the years, only a few times but he had come home once or twice to visit family and it was hard to avoid him considering he actively was seeking you and the others out each time.

You weren’t really sure why he kept coming around and eventually you realized that he didn’t seem to know why either, looking more and more lost and less like himself every time you saw him. Jake was always so carefree and happy to be around that time you’d all spent together, genuinely seeming like he felt lucky for all of you and the music they were making together.

This new version of him was the most jarring to you out of everybody else because he had gotten sad and then he had gotten very very cold, almost angry every time you saw him and always feeling like he was on the edge of snapping.

You imagine that helped him out on the stage and you finally felt like he fit the rough drummer image that had been given to him by fans and media despite never making that connection yourself when you had known him. So to hear him sigh softly hearing that you were planning on leaving before they even performed, you were stopping in your tracks and finding yourself willing to hear him out.

“He doesn’t know you’re here yet and he’s driving himself so insane that he’s sick in the bathroom.” He was saying in a lower tone and you imagined that staff and other members were around him considering how soon the show was going to start. “No one can get him to come out but I have a feeling on who might.”

Tears were filling your eyes as he spoke about Heeseung’s condition but you were shaking your head in denial despite the fact he couldn’t see you, wiping your face with your sleeve before whispering back to him in a shaky tone. “I can’t do this Jake.”

“Please Y/N.” He was quickly retorting back and he sounded so similar to how he used to that you felt floored. His tone was genuine and filled with concern for his friend and you’d almost forgotten what he sounded like when he cared about something. “All these years you haven’t answered him, please don’t leave yet. Atleast get him on stage and then you can go and I’ll make sure he can’t find you for the rest of the time we’re here.”

Your breath was catching at the last half of his rushed statement and you were covering your mouth for a second with a shaky hand. It took you a few breaths to think of what to say and he stayed silent on the other line throughout it.

“Promise me.” You were mumbling out and clutching the device so hard you were worried it would crack, hearing nothing on the other side for a bit as your stomach bubbled with thick anxiety. “Promise me you’ll keep him away from me after this.”

It went silent again and you were almost positive that he had hung up the phone before he was speaking again in a defeated tone. “I promise.”

——

If you had gone back to the week before and told yourself that you’d be standing in a room with all of your old friends, you would’ve probably hid under the counter at work and begged future you to leave you alone.

You were trying your best to not showcase the fact that you were absolutely freaking out and filling with more and more devastation every time one of them spoke in their lifeless and annoyed tones, bickering behind you about the purpose of your presence and debating wether it was a good idea or not to allow you to be the one to try and gather Heeseung.

“He invited her for a reason Hoon.” Sunoo was sighing in your defense but he didn’t seem optimistic about it either, barely sparing you a glance since you walked through the door and anxiously checking his walkie talkie every few minutes to try and update the staff.

“Because he saw her yesterday and it fucked him up, he’s not in his right mind.” Jay was snapping before Sunghoon could answer for himself and you flinched at his loud tone, taking a step back when he was standing off the couch and throwing an arm in your general direction to emphasize that it was your fault.

You were frowning deeply at the accusation, not understanding how it could possibly be your fault that Heeseung was having a melt down especially when they didn’t seem that rare for him, his general anxiety and mental health another constant topic in the tabloids.

They continued to argue and you did your best to tune them out while simultaneously trying to ignore the fact Jungwon was silently staring at you from the corner and Jake was only a few feet away from you with his arms crossed. He hadn’t said much to come to your defense but he was continuously shooting you glances like he was trying to monitor your reactions.

You might as well have been in a room full of amped up strangers, possibly high as they paced and jittered about and a part of you felt like you were grieving now that you knew there would be no way to pretend things were still the same, no more pretending time was frozen and nothing had changed.

“Have any of you been able to calm him down this entire time?” You were suddenly asking from near the wall and it was the first time you’d spoken since you’d gotten in there.

The reaction was immediate and varying from each boy, half of them tensing up and looking more frustrated at the sound of your familiar voice and the others almost instantaneously losing the tension in their shoulders with softened eyes. It was like they hadn’t fully processed you being there until you spoke, talking around you in hypotheticals like you imagined they’d been doing over the years.

You wondered if you were a topic they were supposed to avoid mentioning like Heeseung had become for you. Then you selfishly wondered if they’d missed you at all.

Nobody answered for a while and then Jungwon was shaking his head softly, holding your gaze with a sympathetic look that caused you to nod in understanding. “Isn’t it worth a try then?”

“We have 15 minutes.” Sunghoon was saying in that same cold tone he’d been using but it held some level of defeat this time, slumping back into the couch and saying no form of the objection he had voiced so quickly earlier.

You were being directed to a hallway suddenly by Sunoo and before you could say anything or ask why he was ushering you out, he was hastily pointing to a door and scurrying off back towards the dressing room. You didn’t necessarily need him to explain, hearing the soft sobs and gags coming from behind the door now, but you wished he had given you a bit more time to collect yourself or think of something to say.

You took a deep breath and decided to not stall and try to gather some of the might you had the other night, pushing through the door and pausing once you were on the other side of it.

“If I have to tell you to fuck off one more time I’m going to get everybody in this shitty arena fired.”

Heeseung’s voice was coming from one of the stalls and your entire body locked up at the sound of it, never hearing him quite so angry before but also never hearing him sound so empty and wrecked. He was clearly holding back his sobs now that somebody was in there but you could see one of his leather boots poking into the stall next to his, laying on the floor and most likely clutching the toilet.

You were approaching the plastic door without saying anything and tugging on it softly once you were close to it, your fingers curling around the top of it and pulling it towards you with a small shake.

Heeseung’s words about the arena being shitty weren’t necessarily incorrect considering the lock on the door was immediately budging and it was flying open towards you, revealing you standing behind it to his swollen eyes and allowing you to see his frame curled up on the floor in a sickened despair.

He looked beyond surprised to see you and you were almost worried he was going to throw up again just from the shock of your arrival, his body locking up and then immediately tensing even more when you were taking a reluctant step inside the stall with him. You may have been practically strangers with a heavy history now but you still knew Heeseung better than you knew yourself most days and you felt that same comfort and familiarity as you always did.

So you were sinking to the dirty floor across from him and sighing softly, letting your head lean against the wall of the stall and glancing at him hesitantly.

“You came.” He was finally breathing out and his voice sounded tight because of your close proximity, not necessarily touching but the closest you’d been in almost half a decade. He was struggling to sit up but he eventually managed and stretched his legs out in your direction, both of you sitting in the same position across from each other.

“You invited me.” You whispered back to him with a small sad smile that was slipping away as fast as it came. “I was on the list.”

He didn’t laugh but you could tell he appreciated your attempts to lighten the situation, eyes softening slightly at the way your shoulders raised into a small casual shrug.

“What’s happening Heeseung?” You were asking him but you both knew what it was already and you felt just as sick as he looked as you said his name, almost feeling like a swear word as it fell from your lips naturally. “Why are we here right now?”

“You…” He was pausing as his voice shook and you watched him closely, not missing the way he was avoiding looking in your direction and instead staring down at the shaky hands that were picking at his fingers in his lap. “You stopped answering the letters, you wouldn’t talk to me anymore.”

Your shoulders deflated as he spoke in a hurt voice, clearly being bothered by your lack of communication and not at all understanding why you had done it in the first place. You admit that it was a bit childish on your side to completely cut him off without a final conversation but you knew Heeseung would never just let you go like you needed.

“It was only supposed to be a few months Hee, you said you’d come home and you never did.” You tried to keep your tone less accusatory than his but you were also extremely hurt by what he had done.

You’d spend the entirety of your time with Heeseung making him your source of happiness and that was your first mistake because he was always bound to leave. He was always set after something much bigger than your town could ever offer but you guess a stupid part of you thought that you would be enough for him to stay.

You didn’t want him to give up his dreams, it was the entire reason you fell for him in the first place but you just wished time could stay frozen in that summer.

It’d been years and you still could feel him sitting next to you, never smoking with the others because you didn’t even though you knew he did it when you weren’t around. He was always supporting you like that and even though neither of you ever said it out loud, you knew he loved you too. It wasn’t his fault that he loved music more and you could never compare to the feeling it gave him but you tried your hardest.

Sometimes you thought it was working, when he’d come over after practice and you’d lay together in your backyard with its overgrown grass. You’d feel it tickling against your bare skin when you laughed at a stupid joke he made and rolled in the other direction clutching your stomach.

Other times you were once again hit with the reminder that he was only temporary, you’d see him zone out listening over and over to tracks he’d been producing or his eyes would go wide with amazement any time you went to a show that wasn’t his.

And you were completely right about him being temporary up until now, watching him sit across from you with that broken expression on his face that made you sick every time you locked eyes with him. You weren’t sure what exactly started his decline, you felt guilt for playing a large part in it but you didn’t think it would be much difference if you had stuck around his life anyways.

Maybe you would’ve begged him to come home when he started going to star filled parties, too many drugs to avoid and too much pressure to fit in to not indulge. Maybe you would’ve called Yoongi and demanded for a hiatus, giving you some time to come see him or bring him back home for a week or two to calm him and his system down.

Maybe you wouldn’t have ended up on the dirty floor of a public bathroom where he was vomiting his guts out just a few minutes ago. You could’ve been back in your long grass or pressed next to him on his dads old couch, still just as young and just as silently inlove with the boy with pretty pink hair and eyes so wide and amazed you couldn’t help but drink them in.

“I would’ve stayed.” He was finally forcing out the words necessary to snap you from your thoughts, the words you’d been considering for the past few years. “If you told me to stay I would have in a second.”

“And then what?” You were retorting quickly but your tone was weak and sad instead of bitter and iced over, shaking your head softly and giving him another sad smile and humorless laugh as you considered the option. “We grow old together with you secretly hating me for ruining your dreams, I live with the guilt of making you do that.”

“I could never hate you. Nothing could ever make me hate you, trust me I’ve tried.” His tone was the opposite of yours, aggressive and nasty as he spat out the words like they burned but you knew his anger wasn’t directed at you necessarily.

You let the two of you fall into an unfamiliar silence, giving him time to collect himself before he accidentally said something he’d eventually end up regretting even more than he already was.

He didn’t say anything either and he seemed to understand what you were doing, sighing out a shuttered breath before he was scooting forward across the floor until his knees were knocking against yours. You glanced up at him and your face fell at the exhausted look on his face, leaning forward similarly until you could wrap your hands around his and squeeze them tightly with your thumbs rubbing over his calloused skin.

Heeseung was sucking in a breath at the feeling of you touching him and then he was breaking into small hiccuped sobs that left you feeling heavy and lost on what you could do to help him.

You were letting yourself sink back into the past when you were moving forward even more so you could pull him closer towards you, his upper half practically in your lap now as you cradled his head and softly pet his damp hair that was dyed black now and messily falling into his eyes.

Your own eyes were falling shut and you were resting yourself on top of him, half hugging each other and half just giving up and letting the weight of his body and yours combine into a mess of limbs and heavy sobs. It was making you feel both better and worse, feeling him so close again but not knowing if it was the last time and also holding the knowledge that you’d missed such a large portion of time with him like this.

It wasn’t possible to get back everything you’d missed, it wasn’t possible to rewind and start over and you weren’t sure there was any way to prevent this amount of hurt anyways.

You could’ve asked him to stay with you all those years ago but then you’d never see that light within him again and you know it would always be on the back of his mind, his fingers and heart always aching for more than what you could give him and you’d stay up countless nights regretting making him give that up for you.

Maybe if you had answered his letters, picked up his relentless calls and heard him out when he didn’t come home. He could’ve had a good reason or maybe just hearing him finally say he loved you would be enough for you to handle the impossible distance.

So many what ifs that you’d never get the answer to because you weren’t there and you’d never get back there again no matter how much your heart still held onto the past and your love together.

Instead you were here and this was where the road with him had led you, cradling each other as the crowd cheered for him outside and it fell on your deaf ears. You knew he wasn’t going to let you go and you weren’t going to make him, you weren’t going to make him choose again and you didn’t know if that would be enough this time but you listened to him cry and prayed it would be.

Heeseung sung out a choir of sobs and gasps into your chest and you knew you would stay with him for as long as he needed you too, until his cries died down or your legs went numb.

Until the cheers fell into silence and the fans went home for the night disappointed, at least holding the knowledge that the music would still be there tomorrow.

You still weren’t positive that he was really here with you and he still felt as fleeting and temporary as he did when you first had met him, wide eyed and stuttered conversations. It was only a small flicker of hope and comfort that your love for him was the most permanent thing you’d ever experienced.

And that small flicker was more than enough for you.

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"Valentine", Mike Schmidt (Five Nights At Freddy's, 2023, Film) - Imagine

Description: You and Mike take the day off for Valentine's Day, spending quality time with one another. / Mike Schmidt x GN!Reader

General Notes: Established Relationship (reader lives with Mike and Abby), Gender Neutral Reader (no use of Y/N), Pure Fluff, Second Person POV, Takes Place After The Film's Events (no mention of movie plot, mostly just mentioned for the character and relationship development), Set In The Movie Year (2000), Brief Scene With Abby In The Beginning, Lots Of Physical Touch

Author's Note: The song choice is soooo not original lol, but I love Laufey and had to do something really cute for Valentine's Day (song is linked at the bottom of the post). This was also heavily inspired by a tweet from @/whycraves on twitter (screenshot at bottom of post). Also, my best friend, @anal-spaghetti-monster (I'm sorry lol) helped me choose the gif for Mike! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: The morning before posting this, I read @sleepyhutcherson's Mike Schmidt Valentine's Day prompt and noticed a lot of similarities. I just want to throw it out there that this is purely a coincidence and that I reached out to her to confirm that posting this was still okay. Besides that, check out her work as well, as she did an amazing job with a similar prompt!

Word Count: 1,693 Words

"Alright, Abbs, you got everything?" Mike turns around in the car seat to face her.

Your car is temporarily parked by the elementary school curb with a handful of others, you're sitting in the driver's seat and looking back and forth between your boyfriend and his younger sister. This was one of the rare days you and Mike could drop her off at school together, as you had both taken the day off work. The three of you spent an easy-going morning together, not as hectic as it usually is when trying to get ready as fast as possible for work and school. Mike in particular had woken up early and made a small breakfast for you and Abby. He woke you up with coffee and Abby with the promise of bacon, causing you both to rise quickly out of your beds and immediately join him in the kitchen. The time was spent enjoying each other's company and getting ready leisurely before heading out the door.

Abby rolls her eyes playfully and smiles. "Yes, Mike."

You smile as well and add, "Sounds like something you should've asked before we even got in the car. Definitely not when we're already at school."

It's Mike's turn to roll his eyes, but he quickly looks back at Abby.

"And you have your...love- heart candy letter things for your friends?"

"They're Valentine's Day cards, Mike! And, yes," she shakes a pink and red decorated, emptied-out, tissue box filled with cards and candy. "I have them right here."

Before Mike can even think about a response, Abby opens the car door excitedly and jumps out, shouting her goodbyes while running to the school entrance. Mike tries to yell something out the window about staying safe and paying attention to her teacher, but Abby is inside before he can try. You laugh while putting the car in drive and pulling out of the parking lot, Mike still flustered and slightly worried.

"She- she didn't even...I didn't get to-" Mike stutters out, speechless.

"Mike," You laugh again. "She's excited about Valentine's Day and seeing her friends. Can you blame her?" You glance at him, smiling before turning back to the road and continuing your short drive home.

Mike grumbles unintelligibly and looks out the window, but still grabs your free hand that's set on the center console and squeezes it lightly.

Getting out of the car causes a harsh chill to run through your body pulling your jacket around the front of your torso while closing the car door. Mike pulls out his keys and quickly opens up the front door, both out of anticipation for your day together and to get you both out of the cold as soon as possible. You rush in side by side, slightly stumbling and sighing as the warmth of your shared home dethaws your frozen bodies. Mike locks the door and watches you fondly as you remove your scarf, your gloves, your coat, and finally your shoes, leaving them by the front door. Not going unnoticed by you, you smirk while walking towards the living room.

"You're staring again, lover boy." You comment teasingly, walking around the couch and plopping down.

Mike blushes, a little embarrassed, but smiling at the nickname. He removes his excess layers as well, following you to the couch shortly after. He sits directly beside you and wraps one arm around your shoulders, the other snaking around your front, then burying his face into your neck.

A muffled, "I can't help it," vibrates against your neck while Mike rubs his thumb along your hip.

You lean into Mike's embrace, laughing a bit at his breath tickling your neck. He pulls you closer and starts peppering kisses along your neck, the act of affection making you giggle as you lightly try to push him away playfully.

"Mike, come on." You whine, weakly pushing at his face this time, trying to turn him away.

"What? I can't kiss you, my love?" He speaks against your throat again, his smile causing his stubble to scratch your skin a little bit.

You resign, defeatedly leaving your hands to rest on his chest and sighing out of fake annoyance. He leaves quick, gentle kisses along your neck, collarbone, shoulder, and trails up your jaw. Getting closer to your lips, he brings his hand up from your waist to cup your cheek, He finally presses his lips against yours sweetly, the most innocent of kisses, Mike's signature. He was pouring every ounce of his love into this one kiss, taking his time, lips moving slowly against yours. His thumb now softly grazes your cheek as he pulls away a few minutes later. He's got kind of a shy look on his face when you open your eyes.

"I got you something...for today." He whispers, glancing up from your lips to make eye contact.

"You did?" You inquire back, looking up affectionately, but feeling a slight twinge of guilt. "You didn't have to do that."

Mike gives you one final peck on the lips before pulling away. He stands up, grinning.

"Gimme one sec- " He says right before turning and walking down the hallway to your shared room.

You both had anticipated spending the day together, but you didn't expect any gifts. You loved Mike to death, but sometimes you never knew what to expect from him. All that really mattered to you was spending time together, which you didn't get to do often despite living together. If you were lucky, you got to spend time with both the Schmidt siblings, like this morning. Today was about you and Mike, though, and all you wanted to do was cuddle and talk each other's ears off until you couldn't think of anything else to say. Lost in thought, you barely notice as Mike walks back to you, holding a small object. He sits back down next to you, bringing your attention back to him. His body facing you, he smiles nervously and rubs his hand on the back of his neck.

"It's not much, but..." He trails off, holding out the item and presenting it to you.

You look down and your heart melts. In his hand is a cassette tape with your name scrawled on the front. You beam up at him while grabbing the tape, and then you look at your name written in the center. You can tell Mike put a lot of effort into printing your name as nicely as his hands allowed him to, noticing also the miscellaneous tiny, slightly sloppy, hearts surrounding it. You hold the cassette to your chest and look back up at him.

"Michael Schmidt, did you make me a mixtape?" You ask playfully.

He loved hearing you say his name. You can see a light blush spread across his face as he smiles shyly, his hand still anxiously messing with the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I tried- well, it's got, like, songs that remind me of you and stuff. Songs that remind me of us," he stammers, bashfully looking down at the tape. "Do you like it?"

He looks back up at you hopefully, using his other hand to nervously pull at the bottom of his shirt. You smirk and stand up, still clutching the cassette to your chest.

"Well, let's see..." You trail off, teasingly, walking across the living room to the cassette deck near the entertainment center.

A familiar song begins to play and you smile softly now. You turn towards Mike and walk back to the couch, standing over him. He looks up at you quizzically before you reach your hand out to him.

"Wanna dance?"

He looks slightly relieved and grabs your hand, standing up and pulling you to the center of the room. One pair of hands intertwined, his other on your waist, your other on his shoulder. You stare at one another lovingly, almost sickeningly sweet the moment being shared. The tempo of the song didn't matter, you both slowly swayed back and forth, taking in the tranquility of the scene. You squeeze his hand and he squeezes back, rubbing his thumb over yours.

"No one's ever made me a mixtape before," you comment distractedly, most of your focus being on Mike's puppy dog eyes that you loved so dearly. "it's definitely worth however much time you spent on it. When did you get a chance to do this anyway?"

A lopsided smile appears on his face.

"A little too much time," he laughs a little. "And I put it together while you were sleeping the other night. Though, most of the time I spent was thinking of songs to put on it. That took me a few weeks."

You move the hand that was resting on his shoulder up to cup his cheek. Mike leans into your touch and closes his eyes, humming in contentment. You lean forward and capture his lips in a quick kiss, his eyes fluttering in pleasant surprise, kissing you back. You pull away, using the hand holding his face as leverage to start peppering kisses all over his face. You go from the corner of his lips, to his stubbled cheeks, his forehead, his nose, his chin, and finally back to his lips. He smirks knowingly and opens his eyes to look at you.

"What are you doing, love?"

"Paying you back for earlier," you smirk back at him, pinching his cheek before resuming your hand's previous position. "And for the amazing Valentine's Day gift."

You take both of your hands now and place them on the sides of his face. His eyebrows furrow but he's still smiling, both of his hands now placed on your hips to keep you both balanced. You start placing soft, quick smooches everywhere now. Rapidly placing kisses all over his face, causing you both to laugh, smiling against his skin. Your laughter in unison with the music playing sounds like heaven to Mike, knowing that moments like these are rare. Though treasuring the moment, both of you feel tenderness in knowing more memories like these will happen as your merged existences face what everyone craves more of, time.

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jisungchan · 2 months

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notice me | lee jeno

or: where your friends set you up (accidentally) so you end up alone with your hot college professor, lee jeno

⚔︎ warnings: professor!jeno x student!reader (therefore powerplay), unprotected penetrative piv sex (pls wrap it we cannot have anymore children in this economy and society), oral + fingering (f receiving) softdom!jeno x sub!reader (ish? not really strong dynamics tbh), bigdick!jeno agenda, light degradation/praise (idk he just yappin fr), oh yea... YAPPER JENO idc🗣, sexy consent, he finished inside so BEWARE (once again PLEASE do not bring anymore poor children in this world), light nipple play, marking ?? (hickeys galore), afab!reader with she/her pronouns, NO race specific descriptors (skin colour, hair texture, etc.), NO body type specific descriptors (size of reader body parts, height, weight, etc.). also this is basically porn w/o plot ngl but it's whatever ig

^^ let me know if i forgot anything hehe

2k word count

a/n: i completely gutted this blog and deleted all my old posts because that was a completely different audience/fandom and i have now ventured here... i haven't wrote something like this in a while so it's quite bad

“yeah i mean, he is hot, but he’s our teacher.” you exclaimed to your friends, gossiping about your teacher, professor lee jeno.

the way he would loosen his tie in class sometimes and peer at students through his glasses was just too much to handle. the dark haired older man was definitely easy on the eyes.

“okay… so? i would let him hit any day.” your friend said, and you all laughed, yet were all in agreement.

next thing you knew. it was time for class with the devil himself.

you sat in your usual seat next to your friends. while they all usually messed around during class, you always paid attention. your education was very important to you, and you weren’t going to let anyone get in the way of that. so you sat there, studiously taking notes and listening intently to everything said, taking it all in.

as you were taking notes, a note got passed to you. “listening extra hard to your boyfriend today huh?” you rolled your eyes at the familiar handwriting and shot your friends an irritated look.

professor lee got a glimpse of this, he peered through his glasses, and shot you a dangerous glare.

“y/n, see me after class please.” he said, before swiftly turning around to finish his lecture.

you couldn’t focus the rest of the class, so you settled for writing your thoughts in your notebook. how were you supposed to see him one on one? you could barely handle him in class. you made note to go off on your friends after you were done seeing mr. lee.

then, the bell rang. students fled the room, nobody quicker than your friend group, feeling a little guilty for getting you in trouble.

“so, y/n, passing notes in my class, are we?” he said, his back turned to you, erasing the board filled with an hour’s worth of notes.

“i’m sorry, it’s just a stupid note my friends passed to me.” you mumbled back. He motioned you to come to his desk as he sat down in his chair. of course you obliged, immediately going to the opposite side of his desk.

“let me see it.” he said emotionlessly, his hand out expecting it to fall in his palm.

“no sir, please, it’s just a stupid joke.” you pleaded, but his hand still was expectantly extended.

eventually, you dropped it in the palm of his large hands. he opened and read the note aloud, finishing with a hint of a little smirk.

you shuffled in place, cheeks burning and blushing from him reading it out loud, it was so embarrassing and you wanted to die on the spot.

“i see someone has a little crush. you’re a good student, you know that y/n?” he said to your surprise.

“thank you sir, i try my best.”

“and i think good girls deserve a little reward, wouldn’t you agree?”

you looked up to him loosening his tie and taking his jacket off.

“come, sit.” he said as he patted the desk right in front of him.

blindly, you obeyed. mind blurry from the very sudden and odd words coming from your teacher. you sat atop the desk, right in front of his sitting figure, and more importantly, his face. you kept your legs clamped shut, and you regretted wearing such a short skirt today.

“don’t be shy now love, like i said, good girls deserve rewards, now let me reward you, yeah?

you nodded, and with that, he separated your legs, staring hungrily at the wetness leaking through your underwear.

he laughed.

“already? i see that ‘stupid little joke’ must be getting to you, hmm?"

this was all too embarrassing, you tried to close your legs back, but jeno was too strong. he tsked and widened your legs even more. then, he scooped your underwear with one finger, tugging it down your legs.

“was so excited when i saw you with that note, finally had an excuse to get you alone.” he said, his hands lightly grazing your inner thighs.

he stood, hovering over you, and kissed you.

it wasn’t desparate and harsh, but slow and sensual. he licked your lower lip, then took it between his teeth. he placed his hands on your hips as he continued. he moved down to your neck, embedding hickeys into your skin.

“how true is that note? is that why you’re such a good student in my class?” he questioned you once again.

“yes, no? i do genuinely enjoy your class, sir” you breathlessly replied.

he sat back down, you could feel his breath on your wet, eager cunt, just waiting for him to do something about it.

and as soon as you uttered a

please

jeno wasted no time to please you.

his wet, experienced tongue masterfully landed on your clit, giving you little kitten licks. then, he pressed his lips on you, making out with your sloppy mess of a cunt. his tongue circling around your entrance, teasing it until finally replacing it with a finger. his tongue went back to stimulating your clit as his finger repeatedly abused your hole over and over again. he added another, and you’ve never felt so full. as if his long, veiny fingers weren’t enough, he curled them, hitting your sweet spot causing broken whimpers to fall from your quivering lips. moans escaped your mouth as he kept going.

as he heard your gasps of exasperation, he looked up, boring his brown eyes into yours.

“such a sweet pussy for a sweet girl.”

he continued his actions, until eventually you started getting restless, pulling on his hair tightly and squirming around.

“go ahead, cum on my fingers darling” he commanded softly.

and with that, you were sent over the edge, making a mess of his fingers and all over his mouth. you thought your ‘reward’ was finished, but jeno had other plans.

“you thought that was all? y/n, you are my top student, i have to treat you accordingly.”

then, he flipped you over on your chest, ass out in the air.

“no spanking this time, but if you act up again, i will have to punish you, okay?”

“yes sir!” you replied eagerly.

with that, he placed his throbbing cock at your entrance, teasing you and himself with just the tip. you hadn’t even seen his dick, but from the tip, you could tell it was big.

he leans over, chest to your back, speaking lowly in your ear,

“i’ll show you how a real man fucks,”

he pushes himself in a bit

“how you should be fucked”

he pushes himself halfway into you, you’re already whining at the stretch

“you’re gonna walk out of here and never want anyone else’s dick ever again.”

and with that, jeno forces the rest of his length inside you, licking the shell of your ear as he stands back up.

your pussy squeezes in shock from him throbbing inside of you. he hasn’t even moved yet, but you can already feel yourself becoming undone.

“you still with me baby? hmm? can’t have you fucked out when i haven’t even fucked you yet, can we?” he asks mockingly, squishing your cheeks with his hand to turn your face toward him.

jeno just thinks you look so beautiful, face flushed with lust and eyes glossy with desire as you shake your head no.

“use your words baby, need to hear how much you want your professor’s cock.” he starts shallowly thrusting, just enough to make you let out a quiet moan.

“please, fuck, please fuck me. needed you for so long.” you whine, attempting to grind back on him in effort to get some friction for your poor needy cunt. he picks up the speed, starting to drag his dick in and out at a more rapid speed. you can feel each vein massaging your gummy walls.

“fuck, me too baby. every time i saw you walk into class, just wanted to bend you over the desk and fuck you just like this. let everyone see how much of a slut you are for me.”

your head hangs down, forehead against the desk as he presses his hand in your back, causing you to arch even more. high on euphoria and need, you start bouncing your ass back on him, meeting him halfway. you hear a small laugh that turns into a low grunt at your actions, when he suddenly pulls out.

sad at the feeling of emptiness, you didn’t even have a chance to protest before he flips you around, ass on the desk and your arms keeping you sitting up.

“wanna see those pretty tits bounce when i fuck you.” is all he says, before he ruthlessly enters you again, going even faster than before.

you moan and clench around the feeling, never having felt so full before. you’re gushing around him still, causing his length to be covered with your slick, it even dripped all over his desk and over both your thighs; though, you’re too turned on and needy to even be embarrassed. all you need right now is to cum around him.

you lift your shirt up, granting his wish of seeing your chest bounce and jiggle as he fucks up into you. he groans and takes one in his hand, kneading it and rolling your nipple before pinching it, making you yelp. he then brings his head down to paint more hickeys all over your now exposed chest, leaving so many littered across your skin.

“is my pretty girl enjoying herself on my cock?” he hums as he kisses back up to your neck.

you moaned in response, not able to formulate words. his gentle question was contrasted by how hard he was ramming into you. with every thrust you heard your skin clapping together; you swore you both were going to break his desk.

“you’re gonna let me cum in you, right? be my perfect little student and let me cum in you, yeah?”

“yes please, god, i need you to cum in me. wanna be so full of you, please.” you choked out, furiously nodding your head.

he kept going at a steady pace, fucking himself into you over and over again, chasing after his release. he placed his thumb on your clit rubbing circles, with the other gripping your waist.

“cum with me, yea? make a mess on my pretty cock, okay?” he cooed in your ear once again. that was all you needed to finish, and you came all over him as he came inside of you.

after a moment of each of you catching your breath, he pulled out. you whined at the feeling, especially as you felt his cum start to leak out of you. he took his finger, gathering it, and pressed it back into you. you hissed at the feeling of his finger in your sensitive cunt again, but he kept fingering you through your overstimulation. the moment he placed his thumb on your cunt, you came for a third time, crying out his name.

he cleaned you up with his handkerchief, slipped your underwear back on for you, and even helped you fix your clothes and hair. he looked at you fondly as you soothed face, still showing evidence of your semi-fucked out state.

“you were so good for me, how about a free private tutor session at my place? i could go into so much more depth than what we discussed here.”

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extinctspino · 1 year

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Tattoo

Pairing: Wednesday x femreader

Wordcount: 1.4K

Warnings: Emotional (?), reader had a bad childhood (verbal abuse)

Author’s note: This wasn’t requested but I really wanted to make something like this so I did! I tried making it emotional. Let me know if there’s anything i should improve!

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Since you were a child you were always told you were cursed, that you brought a dark cloud with you everywhere you went, the black sheep. You never knew why though, how could you? You were just a child who wanted to be loved.

You got blamed for every bit of misfortune that entered someone’s life. It’s not your fault... or that’s what you kept telling yourself to keep yourself sane. You were at the edge of falling off and sometimes you just wished you fell over the edge without ever hitting the ground. Just falling into the depths of nothing.

Maybe then you would feel at peace, never being able to hurt anyone ever again. Oh, how great that sounded to you.

You always used to wonder why your parents weren’t like the ones you saw on tv. Used to.

At a certain age, you learned all about your ability, but it wasn’t easy to control because it happened spontaneously.

Your power manipulated people’s minds and made them go crazy from the overwhelming feelings that washed over them. It’s abnormal.

Your father didn’t have the greatest life and your power was too overbearing for him to take. You pretended to be asleep when your mother begged your father to stay but to no avail...

You had never cried like you cried that night. You cried until there were no tears left to cry. Your cheeks were swollen and snot was running down your nose.

That’s when you got your first tattoo. You were trying to recover from your hysterical breakdown in the bathroom. Slowly, a black tattoo started forming on the middle of your left arm. You watched it draw on your skin until it was finished.

In the end, it resembled a man standing in an open doorway, creating a large looming shadow that ran all the way down to your fingertips. It was as if your power just didn’t want you to move on, it wanted you to remember.

Over time, a couple of other tattoos appeared on your skin. You figured you got a new tattoo every time you felt overly intense feelings. And you hated it. Every time you looked at yourself you were reminded of everything bad that happened to you during your lifetime.

You wanted to cry and scream, but you didn’t, in fear of creating another ever-lasting tattoo.

The last tattoo that formed on your body was just before you entered Nevermore - also known as the school for outcasts. Your mom was crying while yelling at you for destroying her life, for making her live a life full of misery.

That was it. The edge you had wanted to fall off from your whole life. You thought it would do you good, but did it?

You opened up about everything, you screamed your heart out at her. A tattoo drew itself while you were bawling your eyes out. All of that just for your own biological mother to leave, your words falling to death ears. You hadn’t seen her again since then.

Even at a school specifically for outcasts, you were an outcast. You made sure to cover every single tattoo. You always wore gloves and underneath your uniform, you wore a black turtleneck to hide the tattoos on your neck.

People always whispered about you when you walked by. Unfortunately, a student was affected by your curse and that created an unwanted reputation.

Nobody knew what happened because that kid left the school a day later without another word. You felt really bad for being the reason. Who knows what memory he returned to.

Only the principal, the teachers, and other school staff knew about your power and they tried their best to help you as much as they could.

Ms. Weems gave you your own room and you were very grateful for that. You delivered her a handwritten note to show her your thanks.

When the new girl arrived you kept your distance even more. Maybe you were being a bit overdramatic, but you’d rather be overdramatic than let another incident happen.

“And that over there is Y/n. You should stay away from her.” Enid pointed at your back. “And why is that?”

“She made a student leave the school. Nobody knows what had happened, but apparently, he got traumatized by whatever she did to him.” Enid explained while looking at your back.

Wednesday didn’t say anything else, but now she at least had a new goal to keep her from boredom at this stupid school her parents sent her to.

She asked other students about you but none of them had any relevant information. Her last option was going up to you herself.

One day while you were walking around in the woods in the dead of night you ran into her. This was the first time you saw her up close, she was... beautiful. Your heart hammered against your chest when you spoke, “You shouldn’t be here. You’re supposed to be in your dorm.”

“Doesn’t that also apply to you?” Wednesday’s counter surprised you. You took a step back and said, “Right, I’ll leave.” You just wanted to get away from her before anything happened.

“Tell me about your ability.” You froze in your steps and glanced at her, “I would rather not-”

“Does your ability damage your body? Is that why you cover everything apart from your face up.” Her blunt and bold questions made you grit your teeth.

She had no right to ask you such personal questions. “Just leave me the hell alone.” You turned around and stomped away but her last comment added fuel to the fire.

“Did I hit a soft spot?” Wednesday knew what she was doing. She was anything but dumb. After observing you from afar she knew just a normal talk wouldn’t give her what she wanted.

You stormed up to her real close and took a hold of her uniform’s collar. “What’s your probl-.” You couldn’t finish your sentence. You weren’t in your own body anymore.

Everything around you was black. It was like a black hole, it just kept going. You ran around trying to find an exit but everywhere you went was the same as the last.

You sat on the ground and hugged your knees close to your chest. Your breathing was the only thing you could hear until familiar voices echoed through the darkness.

You lifted your head and the first thing you saw was your parents holding you when you were a baby. You ran up to them but they disappeared just before you could reach them.

Then another one appeared and another and another but you weren’t able to reach any of them. You broke down but through your blurry eyes, you saw the beautiful girl further into the darkness.

She was playing the cello and the closer you got, the clearer the sound became. You felt at peace this time. You were so so close. The only thing between you two was a deep stream of water.

You didn’t care though. You walked through the water until your feet didn’t hit the ground anymore. You started swimming across but it kept getting harder the more you swam.

The song she was playing was like a blessing. You reached out your hand and tried to grab onto her, but your hand went right through her. Slowly, everything started fading away.

You blinked your eyes and found yourself back in the forest with the girl whose name you still didn’t know right in front of you. There were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Your gloves and turtleneck were gone, exposing the tattoos that littered your neck and left hand.

You stared at each other before you finally spoke up with your shaky voice, “Did you see my... ?” She steadily walked toward you and reached out her hand.

You hesitated before grasping her hand. That’s when an all too familiar feeling returned. The feeling of a pencil drawing on your skin. But this time you weren’t the only one feeling it.

A symbol was being drawn on your connected hands. Both of you watched it form in silence.

When it was done Wednesday looked at you, “Wednesday.” She paused for a bit. “My name’s Wednesday.”

That night you finally learned how to control your powers. All these years you tried to forget about your past, but all you had to do was accept them. To own them and cherish every single one of them.

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charles-simmons-fanfiction · 28 days

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Drawings - Todd Anderson / Neil perry

Description: lately Todd has started to get into drawing, mostly just when he's bored. But nothing inspires him like his best friend simply existing does. [Fluff, oneshot, 2,1k words]

This is the first fic for this blog, so please let me know if you like it, it would mean the world to me. Hope you enjoy it <3

What started as a sunflower doodle on the corner of the page was now a whole drawing of a garden. Todd knew he should be focusing on what the teacher was saying, Latin was not really an easy class, but the scribbles were simply more interesting at this point.

Especially now with the dead poets reunions, Todd grew to really like art, any type of art. He wasn't the best at it, which bothered him more than he'd like to admit, but in essence, he liked it. There was something about art that he could not quite comprehend. A way people connected with it, expressing feelings that he could barely understand. And that's not even talking about the skills art takes. Charlie, for example, was not just good with words, but also played the trumpet well.

"If only he could share half his confidence with the rest of school. There would be not one insecure person left" Todd thought. It was as annoying as it could be impressive, and he couldn't deny a strong sense of jealousy towards Charlie in a way.

Soon there was not much to add on the garden in his notes and he started looking for something else to draw. Nothing seemed to catch his interest though.

Then he looked at the friend sitting next to him, Neil Perry. He was truly an amazing and passionate artist, yet what Todd felt wasn't jealousy, but rather a strong feeling of admiration. Neil somehow was so perfect at everything. Smart, talented, nice, good looking. And although Todd was not one to even pay attention to looks, even he could notice how charming Neil was. His jawline, his hair, his so-expressive eyes. And, especially, his smile. The way it always felt so warm, so genuine and bright. Now that was something Todd wished he could capture.

His hands moved quickly, making a small sound of the graphite against the paper as he drew. The scribbles started to look like a face, surely, but it was still only barely recognizable as who it was supposed to be.

"Todd" The familiar voice talking to him made him snap out of his thoughts. He looked at Neil and instinctively hid his notebook as he muttered a "What?".

"Look at the board, there's an assignment to do." There was, in fact, an assignment to do. Todd hadn't even noticed. He embarrassedly thanked Neil and rushed to open his book.

After class he went back to the drawing. There was something so off about it. It was a boy, just not Neil. He tried to fix it a few times before realizing he would have to start over.

And he did. He started over, more than once.

Every chance he had to pull out his notebook would be used. If possible, he would try to stay somewhere he could see his "reference". It's not that he didn't know what Neil looked like by heart, he did, it's just that it was nice looking at him. Comforting, almost. Even when they didn’t talk, it was nice to simply have him there, somewhere he could see, or feel.

It might be stupid, but for Todd it felt like everything about Neil could make beautiful art. From the most special moments to the most mundane ones. Like when he wakes up in the morning, his hair all messy and his eyes sleepy. Or when he is so focused on what he’s reading that it’s like he’s unaware of everything around him. Or when he laughs. Especially when he laughs.

Regardless of Todd's efforts, though, the drawing never looked exactly like Neil. Even if it resembled him, it didn't have his essence, his charm. He got more and more frustrated, and, at some point, he got annoyed and gave up. He threw the notebook on his bed, there was homework to get done anyway.

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That afternoon, Neil had spent with the others. In theory, for studying. In reality, to chat and hear Knox talk about the girl he's in love with for the millionth time. They had invited Todd, who denied. It was always a shame when he did that, but not a surprise either. Neil understood he needed that time alone.

By the time he got back to their dorm, it was already dark outside. He opened the door carefully, expecting to find Todd asleep.

As expected, he was asleep, but with his head on the desk, which was full of books and paper. "He must've slept while studying again." Neil thought, unsurprised, as he dropped his bag on the floor. Just like he always did when this happened, he gently picked Todd up and put him in his bed. He also made sure to grab a blanket for him.

Before he turned off the lights, he took a second to admire his roommate. For someone who was that anxious while awake, it was nice seeing him completely peaceful. Neil almost didn't notice the open notebook on the corner of the bed, probably forgotten there. He picked it up to put back in its place, but his attention was caught when he noticed it had drawings, not words.

The first page had a drawing of a garden. Each flower looked different, and the style was inconsistent, in a unique way. Neil smiled,"I didn't even know Todd liked to draw", as he turned the page.

There was the drawing of a boy, who he didn't recognize, smiling and looking at the distance. Neil hesitated, not feeling sure if this was something he was supposed to be seeing. It was the curiosity, added to a light feeling of jealousy, that made him turn another page.

This time it was a full body drawing, with not too many detail, of a boy in a Welton uniform. It was clear it had been erased way too many times, and the paper was almost tearing. It could be anyone, really, but it bothered him a little that he didn't know who. He turned the page one more time, there were some doodles, probably for practice.

This was probably an invasion of Todd's privacy, so he told himself he would close the book after just one more drawing. Neil turned the page one more time, and when he saw it, it took him a few instants to process. It had a few drawings, all of the same person. Him.

Multiple drawings of him, in different angles, clothes, expressions. Under each drawing there were notes in a poorly written handwriting. "Why is it his smile that never looks similar??", "His nose looks better than that", "Wow, he's the only person who manages to make reading glasses charming" were some of those notes, along with some self criticism for next drawings.

Neil quickly closed the notebook, slightly blushing, and feeling like he had definitely just seen something he was not supposed to. He took a look at Todd, checking if he was still asleep.

In a way, he was extremely flattered. And more than anything, he couldn't help but feel very loved, which was probably stupid, those were just drawings. It still touched him a lot though. To have someone look at you and see something worth making art about. He tried containing his smile. No one was there to see it, but he still felt embarrassed of how much he was smiling.

It was getting late, and he needed to sleep. Neil glanced at Todd one last time. It took everything in him not to hug him, that would be weird, but he didn't see any harm on a small kiss on the forehead. He gently stroked Todd's hair as he did it, feeling relieved his roommate was asleep.

"I love you so much" Neil whispered, and went to bed before he could even think too much of what he said.

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Todd woke up in his bed the next day, instead of at his desk. As usual, he simply assumed he had walked to his bed on his own and forgotten about it.

Neil was already up, finishing some work before the class started.

"Good morning" Todd yawned, slowly getting off of bed.

"'Morning" Neil didn't look at him, just kept focused on what he was doing. "Have you slept well?"

"I did, actually. Had a nice dream for once. You?"

"I slept well too"

His answers sounded dry. Todd thought it was weird, but didn't question it. He got up and started getting ready. When he reached out to get his notebook, he noticed it wasn’t on his bed anymore. Instantly distressed, he began looking for it, taking off the sheets from his bed, then looking under it.

"What are you looking for?"

"My notebook! I could swear I had left it here!"

"What does it look like?" Neil looked around too, checking on the desk. "Is it this one?"

Todd's eyes widened and he quickly took the book back from his hands.

"Is that like a diary or something?" Neil asked, taken aback by how nervous Todd had gotten.

"Yeah, kind of" He threw the notebook in his bag and closed it. "You didn't open it or anything, right?"

There was a slight hesitation, or maybe Todd just imagined it. "No, I didn't. Don't worry"

"Good. Thanks." He sighed in relief, grabbing his bag and giving him a small wave as he left the room, feeling like he had just escaped what could’ve been a very awkward situation.

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It was a few days later, that Neil and Todd were sitting on the grass next to the lake and doing some physics homework. Somehow there was always something to get done. Not that Neil was complaining, it wasn't that bad as long he didn't have to do it alone.

Soon the sun would set and it was starting to get cold. It was a nice feeling, both of them doing their own work and only sometimes asking the other for help to understand the questions, but that was it.

"Hey Todd" Neil was the one to break the comfortable silence.

"Hm?"

"I need to confess something" Todd looked up at him, now feeling slightly anxious as Neil spoke. "I did go through your notebook that day. I apologize for doing that, and for lying."

There was complete silence again, now with a certain tension between them. Todd didn't look at him at first, nor did he say anything for a few seconds.

"I'm gonna jump into this lake" He said embarrassedly.

"Your drawings are very good, by the way" Neil tried to lighten the mood. "You never told me you liked to draw"

Todd put all his stuff in his bag, ready to leave, before Neil grabbed his wrist, lightly, barely holding it.

"If you're embarrassed about the drawings of me, please don't be, they're great and I think it's sweet-"

"Please, stop talking" Todd was blushing deeply, still looking anywhere but Neil's eyes. "I'm not mad at you, but don't go through my stuff"

"I won't, I promise" His hand was still on Todd's wrist, he didn't want to let go. Eventually, Todd sat back down again. "I meant it, I think it's very sweet you drew me"

"It's embarrassing"

"No, it's lovely."

Todd looked at him this time, looking for any sign of a negative reaction, but there wasn't any. Neil looked at him with so much adoration, and Todd could swear he had never felt this appreciated by anyone.

Neil's hand moved down to Todd's hand, hesitantly. Their fingers intertwined as both of them simply kept eye contact, admiring the person in front of them as if they were art. Because they were.

"I should write some more poems for you. To make it even, y'know"

“More?”

“Yes. More.”

Todd smiled warmly.

The sun was now almost set, and it was getting dark. They probably couldn't be seen from too far. Neil took a deep breath, taking courage, and gently put his hand on Todd's face, then leaned in and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

"Out of all the artists in the world, you're my favorite" He whispered into his ear.

Todd squeezed Neil's hand lightly, reciprocating the affection. "And you're mine."

And that night, they walked back to their dorm still holding hands, chatting lightly, and generally enjoying the other's presence. For they were both the artists and the muses, and they knew that.

#anderperry #dead poets society #dead poets fandom #neil perry #todd anderson #dead poets fanfic #anderperry fanfic

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c0smic-d0ll · 10 months

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cherry flavored kisses

robin buckley x fem!reader

summary: after moving to hawkins for your senior year, robin's been your savior in the small town. she's become your best friend, but recently you're feelings towards her have grown to be more than platonic. struggling with your crush, you've avoided spending time together in private. so when robin stops by your place for an impromptu visit, the tensions rise.

word count: 2k

author's note: hi darlings ! i'm pretty new to tumblr, and this is my first time posting my writing online, so i hope people enjoy ! also i did online school all through high school, i don't really know how public high school works so please excuse anything that seems unrealistic or if there's any inaccuracies. criticism and advice are welcome, just don't be rude !

You and Robin met at the beginning of the school year. Having just moved, it was your first day of school at Hawkins High. You’d been dreading it, not particularly happy about being the new kid during your senior year.

Hawkins had a certain charm that you could appreciate, but sometimes the small-ness of the town made you feel cramped and claustrophobic– like an intruder trying to squeeze into an already-full elevator. And the idea of starting at Hawkins High only made the feelings worse.

Thankfully, you were at least able to get through the majority of your first day without a hitch, going unnoticed for the most part.

That was, until your last class before lunch.

You’d gotten there early, only a few students in the class at that point. Choosing a seat at random, you sat down and got ready; not long before a certain brunette walked in.

At the time, you hadn’t noticed, but when Robin saw you she became motionless. She was starstruck the moment she laid eyes on you. It took her moment for her to regain composure, but once she did she plopped herself into the seat right next to you.

“Hi, I’m Robin,” she said, sticking out her hand to shake. You took it, and gave your name with a smile. “I haven’t seen you around here before. Are you new here?”

“Yeah, my family just moved here this past summer,” you replied.

Robin opened her mouth to say something else, but right as she did the teacher spoke up, announcing the beginning of class.

The remainder of the period, Robin took any chance she had to whisper some quick words to you, ramble whenever she was able, and sneak in a few jokes and one-liners, to which you quietly laughed at all of them.

Scared of getting in trouble, you didn’t respond much to Robin, but you sported a small smile that let her know you were enjoying the interaction. Plus she could very well talk enough for the both of you.

Robin didn’t even care when the teacher gave her detention for not paying attention in class. Just being able to talk to you and make you laugh was well worth the punishment she’d get after school. And when you agreed to sit with her during lunch after class, she felt like she was on top of the world.

While the two of you ate, you talked nonstop. She asked you loads of questions about yourself, your hometown, your family. You bonded over your shared interests, and favorite movies. She gave you the ins and outs of the school and Hawkins in general. Talking to her and being with her just felt so easy and natural. Actually, you had both been so caught up in each other that you ended up having to rush to your next classes to not be late.

That was the start of your amazing friendship with Robin Buckley.

But now, months later, your feelings towards Robin had grown to be a lot more than “friendly”.

It’d gotten to a point where you could hardly stand being alone with her. The idea itself caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach. If you’d been given the chance to be alone with Robin, you truly felt you wouldn’t have been able to stop yourself from confessing your feelings, or even just straight up kissing her.

Because of this, any time Robin mentioned hanging out at your house or hers, you’ve done your best to decline as nicely and unsuspiciously as possible– always offering other, public places. She’s noticed this new behavior from you, but it honestly didn’t really phase her much. She just figured that since the weather was warming up, you wanted to spend more time out and about.

It was all totally fine, until one day after a shift at Family Video, Robin decided to spontaneously bike over to your house. The girl had been thinking about you the entire day, but she honestly hadn’t even really made up her mind to go see you until she had already been pedaling on her bike for 5 minutes. She didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal, showing up unannounced, having done it numerous times before.

The quiet of the empty house was disturbed by the ring of the doorbell, causing you to jump and your heart race. You hadn’t been expecting anyone, but when the initial anxiety calmed down you reasoned it must be a door to door salesman or something of the like.

Needless to say, when you opened the door to find your best friend standing right in front of you, you just about shit yourself.

Immediately your heartbeat picked up the pace once again, your hands started sweating, and your chest tightened with nerves. With eyes wide, you let out a shaky breath and shot her a smile. “Robin! What are you doing here?”

“I just got off work, wanted to hang out,” she replies, pushing past you to get into the house. To others’ this might have come off as rude, but you and Robin had grown so close that under normal circumstances you practically lived at each others’ houses.

“Oh,” you squeak out.

“Is anyone else home?” she asks, already heading to your bedroom.

“No. Nope. No one’s here. Just got the house to myself today.” As you follow her, you try your best to keep your voice steady and not let any of your nervousness peak through.

“Oh nice,” Robin says while throwing herself on your bed. “We could throw a rager if we, you know, actually had any other friends.”

You quietly laugh along with her, and your anxiety eases. Just a little. Robin’s always been able to make you feel better, even when she isn’t aware of it.

Still, you don’t want to push it, and decide to sit at your desk instead of joining her on your bed. Honestly, you don’t trust yourself to be so close to the girl. Just her being in your room, and on your bed, causes a feeling of deep, intense longing for her to settle in your heart.

Picking up the book you were reading before her arrival, you focus back on the pages, listening to Robin talk about her day, and ramble about whatever else came to mind.

While talking, Robin keeps her eyes on you. She can sense the change in your demeanor. Normally you’re more… attentive. Even if you're busy doing something, you’d at least spare her a glance every now and then, and throw in a remark here and there to let her know you’re listening.

Now, you haven’t looked at her once since you’ve sat down. Just looking at your back, she can see that your posture is stiff and tense. Plus, whenever she makes a joke or recounts something funny Steve did at work, you only let out small, breathy laughs. Like the kind when someone says something very obviously not funny, or when you’re in an uncomfortable situation.

As time goes on, she becomes more and more worried, the anxiety building up in her. She’s very well aware that she isn’t the best at filtering herself or reading social cues. Too many times before, Robin’s unknowingly upset people. And while it hasn’t ever happened with you, what if this is just the first time it’s happening?

The thought of upsetting you, making you feel bad or angry, makes guilt well up in her chest, until it eventually spills out her mouth as word vomit.

“Are you ok?," Robin asks, "Did I do something wrong? I mean, I am so, so, so, incredibly sorry if I said something bad. Or did anything to upset you. You know I’m not the best at self awareness, and I promise I didn’t mean to hurt you or anything like that.”

As she continues to ramble on, apologizing for anything wrong she did, and reassuring you how much she cares about you, and how bad she feels, you can’t help the tears that well in your eyes. You hate yourself for making Robin feel guilty for nothing; just because you couldn’t be mature enough to deal with your crush on her.

This sweet girl, who has never been anything less than kind to you, is apologizing and worrying over something that she didn’t do. And you feel so bad, but you also can’t help but feel so grateful. So grateful for having this amazingly loving person in your life.

You realize that you have to tell her how you feel. It’s been torture keeping it a secret this long, and you’ve clearly become physically unable to hide any longer. You try to push down the fear of losing her, of her rejecting you, of the insane idea that she’d out you to everyone (because of course your sweet Robin would never do that, but you just can’t help your anxiety’s irrational thoughts).

All these feelings and this realization hits you at once, and it’s so overwhelming you have to cry.

As soon as Robin sees your tears, she stops, looking at you with fearful eyes, like a deer in headlights. Her stomach drops, thinking at first that she caused this reaction, but looking into your eyes, she quickly understands that you’re not upset with her.

“What- what’s wrong? What happened?” she asks hurriedly and rushes over to you. She tries to put a hand on your arm, but you move away from her touch.

Taking a deep inhale, you force yourself to look at her. Though it’s actually a bit hard to see her with the tears blurring your vision. A smile makes its way to your face, and you chuckle, but it sounds almost bittersweet.

“I- I have something to tell you… Robin. A- and I… I don’t know what will happen to us, or how you’ll react, or what will happen when I tell you but-”

“Ok, y/n, you’re kinda scaring me now,” she interrupts with a nervous chuckle. “But you know, no matter what, you’re always going to be my best friend. Even if you, like, I don’t know, murdered someone in cold blood. I’d help you bury the body, even.”

You laugh, and work to dry your eyes. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Looking down, you take one of her hands in both of yours and start fidgeting with her fingers– a nervous habit you had developed. “You’re my best friend, Robin. And I care about you so much. But… the thing is… I don’t just want to be friends.” You wait a beat.

“I want to be more,” you whisper. Somehow finding the courage, you look up at her to find her awestruck expression. “I’m in love with you, Robin.”

Blood rushes in your ears, and all you can hear is your heart hammering in your chest.

Everything seems to slow down, and the world fades away as Robin rushes in to kiss you.

Though at first shocked, you almost immediately melt into her as your lips move against her soft ones. She moves her free hand up to hold your face, and uses your joined hands to pull you in closer.

She consumes all your senses.

The smell of her shampoo fills your nose, and the taste of her overwhelms you. She tastes like cherry, and you’re certain that if you looked, you’d find her tongue stained lollipop red.

The two of you seem to fit so perfectly well together; your lips and bodies molding into each other, almost becoming one.

You separate only when you absolutely have to. You’d kiss her forever if you could, but alas the both of you do, in fact, require oxygen to stay alive.

You rest your forehead on Robin’s, the both of you panting, and staring at each other.

Giggles erupt from the both of you, an inescapable byproduct from the intimacy and love you both are feeling in the moment. You hide your blushing face in Robin’s neck, and the girl can feel you smiling against her skin, your breath fanning her with each sound you make.

Goosebumps rise on her arms, and she sighs dreamily, smooshing her face into your hair.

“I love you too,” she says in a low voice, “in case that wasn’t clear already.”

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x you #robing buckley x fem!reader #robin buckley #stranger things #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley x female reader #stranger things x reader #dolly’s writing

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ellies-little-thing · 5 months

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"I'm sorry I didn't see you there. I was too busy mmmmm'blocking out the haters."

My masterlist <3

pairing: bullie!ellie williams x fem!reader

Warnings: Mean Ellie ,Modern Ellie; swearing; fluf; arguing; ; smut; reader is referred as she/her; readers first time with a girl; reader has a vagina; drinking; harassment; Kind of proofread; English is not my first language. Where i live 18 is the legal age to strat drinking.

Author's notes: I love mean Ellie. I dont know if this is very good, i tried my very best and had fun with it. Enjoy my take on bullie!ellie! I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs, comments and feedback are always welcome! <3 (sorry, i have vines living in my head rent free)

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DNI

w/c: 25.2k

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High-school was never easy. The teachers yelling at you even if a pen fell, the stares of other students in the hallway, and then there's Ellie. It's your last year, you just turned 18 a few weeks ago. You were never very popular and people picked on you constantly so you tried to keep to yourself. But at least you had your friend Amy beside you.

Ellie was the school bully. No one dared to argue with her, they knew she'd make them regret it. This year it looked like you had become her target yet again. You knew each other since when you were kids and ever since she'd treat you like shit. And she didn't even feel bad for it. She was a bit of a playboy and liked flirting with other girls, but with you? She was just plain mean. She always had a smug expression on her face and always hung out with her group of equally stupid friends. She was constantly nagging you to make her papers and give her the right answers to every test. She wasn't the brightest to say it nicely. She'd always make fun of you in front of the whole school.

Ellie was mean, yes, but she was also very attractive. No wonder she had almost every girl at her mercy. Every week you could see her with a new one. Ellie was tall. She had beautiful shoulder length auburn hair almost always tied in a half bun. She was pale with freckles all over her face. She wasn't the most feminine of girls but her features were soft. Her eyes were a light green that shone in the light. Her smile was beautiful too, even though most of the times you saw it was when she made fun of you just for fun.

"You think you can just give me the wrong answers to the math test and get away with it?" Ellie snapped, as she shut your locker. Ah right, the math test. She looked at you, demanding for an answer. You were so tired of her that you decided to give her the wrong answers to teach her a lesson.

“I'm tired of you.” You say not looking at her, opening your locker again.

Ellie just stares at you in disbelief, her hands on her hips. "You hear me, dummy? I'm talking to you." She doesn't care that this whole hallway is now staring at you two. "Do you have an answer for me or are you just too dumb for it?'

“You're the dumb one for needing the answers to the test!” You respond in a dry tone but annoyed.

The crowd laughs and you feel yourself blushing. Ellie notices that, and chuckles as she steps closer to you. She puts her hand on your shoulder and stares at you with a mocking grin.

"You're not too bright, right? I mean, you're really asking for me to beat the shit out of you. Do I really need to explain everything to you, dumbo?"

“Leave me alone.” You walk away. You’re tired of Ellie and her attitude towards you.

“You know you can't just walk away.” Ellie grabs your arm and forces you to stay. "I'm not done with you, dummy." She grins, noticing that her behavior scares you a bit but she doesn't seem to care.

“Fuck you Ellie.” You spat back.

"Aw, did I hurt your little feelings? That's cute." She looks at you, smiling. "What are you gonna do about this? Cry?"

“Why are you so annoying?” You say as you try to get her to let go of you.

"I could ask you the same question, dumbass?" Ellie rolls her eyes and then looks at you, grinning. She gives you a shove against the wall before walking away as the rest of the people laugh at you.

You walk away from there as fast as you can, without running. You hear laughter behind you, but you just continue walking and go to your classroom. When you enter your classroom, you notice that Ellie has already taken one of the front seats and looks at the professor with an annoyed expression.

You take your seat, trying not to look at Ellie. You feel her staring at you but you ignore her. Time passes by and the class ends. You decide to stay in your classroom to finish some homework you didn't get to do over the weekend. It was a bad idea. As you sit at your desk, you feel someone tap your shoulder. It can only be Ellie.

“What now?” You ask annoyed.

You look behind you and see that, indeed, Ellie is standing behind you, smiling at you. "Thought you can hide from me?" She grabs a seat and places it next to yours and sits down.

“I'm starting to think you're obsessed with me.” You say, looking at your books.

Ellie smiles, noticing your cheeks are a bit red. "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not." She looks at you and then looks away. From time to time, she glances at you and smiles. You just keep doing your homework as if she wasn't there. Ellie suddenly leans toward you, her face close to yours. She looks at you, grinning. "Can I ask you a question now?"

“No.” You say, still focused on your reading.

"Oh, please? It's just one question. It won't kill you." Ellie stares at you, waiting for your answer.

“I might kill you.” You say angry.

Ellie laughs. "Oh, I would really like to see you try.” She leans closer to you, her green eyes looking into yours. "Come on, it's just a question."

“Fine…”

"Did you like when I humiliated you in front of the whole hallway?" Ellie chuckles. She looks at you, waiting for your answer. You just ignore her, you're really not in the mood. Ellie just chuckles again and leans even closer to you. Your heart starts pounding in your chest, you get uncomfortable when Ellie stands that close to you.

"It's not nice to ignore people, you know?”

“It's not nice to hurt people, you know?” You say in the same tone as she spoke to you and look at her angrily.

Ellie doesn't seem to care. Instead she looks at you, noticing that your cheeks are pink. "It's just teasing, right? We should have some fun." Ellie then smiles at you.

“Go have fun with your friends.” You dismiss her.

"What? You don't want some alone time with me?" Ellie grins before whispering something in your ear. Something only you can hear.

“No, I don't.” You still don't look at her.

"Are you sure?" Ellie smiles as she strokes your hair. She looks at you before leaning closer. You feel her lips just inches away from yours. "I think I want to kiss you."

Your heart is pounding, you feel really uncomfortable with her so close to you. “Don't touch me!”

"Why not?" Ellie runs her fingers through your hair again, her lips still close to yours. "I think you like it."

“Go back to your girlfriends.” You just want her to leave you alone

"I don't have one right now. Besides, you're way hotter than any girl in this school could ever be." Ellie giggles. She looks at you, her gaze is intense now. Your cheeks are burning and she sees it.

“Stop it, get away!”

"You see? You're blushing. I told you you like it." Ellie touches your cheek and strokes it slowly, her fingers gentle. "I know you feel something for me."

“Yes, disgust.” You say in a serious tone.

"Then why are you blushing?" Ellie smiles and strokes your hair again, looking at you. "You want me to stop, but you're not going away. Why?"

You quickly pack up your things and get up.

"Aww, running away so soon? I thought I touched a sensitive spot in you, darling." Ellie laughs and watches you leave. "Maybe next time you'll do what I say."

You walk out of the classroom. Ellie smiles to herself as you leave. She notices that you didn't look back at her, but she feels accomplished. She finally got your attention.

You go to the bathroom and close yourself in one of the stalls. You lock the stall door and notice that you're shaking. Why are you like that? It's just Ellie, right? You try to calm yourself down but you get stuck in your mind, wondering why this encounter made you so nervous… “I hate her.” You think to yourself. You hate her, you want her to leave you alone, but there's some part of you that's enjoying this. You don't know why but it makes your chest burn. Is there something wrong with it? But then, this is Ellie, right? And she's mean to everyone, there's no way she could make you... feel that way. It's just a silly thought, you tell yourself.

You calm yourself and get out. You feel better now. Ellie probably won't bother you again after this, right? You walk out of the stall and wash your hands before going back to your classroom. You notice that the hallway is empty, everyone went home already. Only you and Ellie are still at school.

You decide to go home instead and walk towards the exit. As you head for the exit, you feel someone tap your shoulder. You turn around and see Ellie. She grins at you, her hands on her hips. "Leaving so soon? I thought we had some unfinished business." Ellie chuckles.

“I'm going home.” You say in a stern voice, not looking at her.

"Well, I'm going with you." Ellie stares at you, still grinning.

“No, thanks very much. I'd rather get hit by a truck.” You say dryly.

"What if I won't let you go without me?" Ellie leans on the wall, watching you. "I think you need some company on your way home."

“I don't.”

Ellie rolls her eyes, but still follows you. After around 15 minutes, you arrive at your house. You can already hear your parents fighting inside. Ellie chuckles, but doesn't speak. She just looks at you, waiting to see your next move.

“Can you go away now?” You ask calmly.

"What, scared of me coming inside?" Ellie grins, pushing you slightly but then letting you enter first. You open the door and enter the house. Your parents fight loudly, their voices hurting your ears. You look back at Ellie and notice that she's coming inside as well. You push her out and close the front door, then you go to your bedroom without your parents hearing or noticing you.

It was a Friday, at least you didn't have to see her again for two days. A few minutes later you get a text from your friend Amy. “Hey! I heard there's a party tonight at Jenny's place. You want to come?”

Jenny used to be your friend but then she started hanging out with Ellie and they dated for a while. You haven't spoken to her in ages but what harm could a party do? It would be nice to spend some time with your friend Amy and relax for a few hours. You decided to say yes to her invitation. You then picked an outfit for the party. You chose a black top and some high waisted jeans with your converse. Put on some makeup and went to meet up with Amy so you could walk to the party together.

“Hey Amy! You look really nice today.” You say as you meet her at the designated location you had agreed to. Amy wasn't very tall, she had beautiful long black hair and was rocking an amazing cat eyeliner with a little black dress. It really looked good on her. You both walk to the party as you catch up with each other in a bit of small talk.

“Hey, I heard what Ellie said to you today, are you feeling okay?” Amy asked you with concern on her face.

“Yeah, she's just a jerk. It's whatever.” You smile at her not wanting to talk about it, really. She holds your hand as you two enter the house. It was 9 pm and there were already a load of people there. You went to the kitchen to get a drink. You wanted to forget what happened today so you got something strong and downed it in one go, before pouring it again and poured something else for Amy as well and went back to give it to her. You danced for a bit with her and you two were having a good time, when you noticed someone in the corner of your eye. It was none other than Ellie, and she was staring at you from the other side of the room with a drink in her hand whilst having her other arm over a random girl. Amy’s boyfriend James arrived at the party and joined you. He was on the football team but he was a nice guy. You suddenly felt really nervous and excused yourself to go to the bathroom. Amy understood and continued dancing with her boyfriend.

As you were about to close the door to the bathroom you felt some resistance. You were stunned as Ellie entered and closed the door behind her. She was now looking you dead in the eyes. You feel her hands on your shoulders so you don't run away. She's not letting you go that easily. The sound of the music outside gets louder. You felt like a trapped animal with her looking at you up and down.

"Oh come on. You know you want me here. Let's have some fun." Ellie smiles at you, not backing down.

“Ellie, go away please.” You say with a trembling in your voice. You were scared of her.

"Oh, come on. We can have some fun. Don't worry about it, they'll never know. I'll be your little secret." Ellie grins as the voices outside get louder and louder.

“I don't want you here.” You looked at her and your hands were starting to shake.

Ellie pushes you gently against the wall and strokes your hair. "Hey now, don't be so dramatic dear. Just listen to your feelings. What do they tell you?" Ellie leans closer to you, giggling quietly. You try to get away from her. You push her away and try to go for the door. For a moment, you think you're gonna make it... until you feel her hand grab your arm. "Darling, I know you want this. You can't escape me." Ellie says, her voice soft and gentle.

Your heart is pounding in your chest. “You are being a stalker.” You say as she pulls you towards her.

"Oh, come on darling. I just have a crush on you, that's all." You listen as Ellie continues to speak. You can't believe this. You're afraid that Ellie might hurt you or something, but she just keeps talking to you... with such a gentle tone that you might think it's true. "I can't help that you're so attractive. I want to kiss you, hold you in my arms, I want to be with you forever."

“You're just making fun of me.” You can't look at her, so you look down at the floor.

"No, you silly. Can't you see that I really mean what I say? You're so cute, so hot…" Ellie chuckles but then her face turns serious. "Listen, I like you, I always did." Ellie smiles, stroking your hair again. She looks at you with a cocky expression as if you were just going to melt at her words. "Give me a chance, will you? I promise I'll make you happy."

“I don't like you.” You say with anger in your voice.

"Oh, but I like you, sweetie. I like you a lot." Ellie keeps stroking your hair and leans closer to your face. "C'mon, let me kiss you. I know I can make you feel better. Just let me make you happy..."

“No.” You try to make her let go of you.

"Please. One kiss..." Ellie leans closer, her breath warm on your face. It feels uncomfortable and you feel scared, but she's so close to you. So close that you could kiss her by accident. She smiles gently, her eyes fixed on your mouth. "Please,. Just one kiss and I'll never bother you again..." You turn your face away, as you can't do anything else since she has you pinned to the wall.

"Oh, stop it." Ellie grabs you by the chin and forces you to look at her. As you are face to face now, she puts her other hand on your shoulder. "Don't pull away, you'll enjoy it." Her voice is still soft and gentle, she's trying to convince you to kiss her.

You swat her hand away as soon as she touches you. Ellie lets go of your chin but she doesn't let you go. Her grin has now turned into a smirk. "Don't fight yourself like that, you little brat. You know you want to be kissed by me and I'm not going to take no for an answer." Ellie leans closer and grabs your chin again, this time with both hands. She smiles, her eyes burning with desire. She leans closer, her mouth just milliseconds away from yours. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you can feel yourself melting.

“I'm not a brat!” You push her away with all your strength but Ellie doesn't let you push her. "Oh, I see that I touched a sensitive spot in you, darling." Ellie moves closer, her hand on your cheek and her face almost touching yours. "It's alright. Everything is going to be alright. Just give me that kiss and you'll see." She smiles. "Please just give me a kiss."

“Stop please…” You were really starting to panic and you were about to start crying. Ellie doesn't stop, she just leans closer and closer to your lips. "C'mon, you will enjoy it I swear." She then grins at you. "You can't resist my charms, no one can." Ellie puts her arms around your waist and pulls you closer.

You can't move, as much as you want to. "That's a good girl, don't try to move. Trust me, you're going to love it." Ellie's smile is now so big that it looks like her lips are going to burst. Her face is now very close to yours. You can see all of Ellie's desire in her eyes, her lips barely a few centimeters from yours.

You can't look at her so you just close your eyes and turn your face away. Ellie smiles and pulls your chin towards her. "Don't be afraid. Don't turn your face away. I want to look at your lovely face while I kiss you." She says it gently, with a sweet tone of voice. "I just want to kiss you. One tiny little kiss." Ellie caresses your cheek and strokes your hair. "C'mon, look at me."

“I don't want you to touch me, leave me alone.” You say to her, almost like a plea.

Ellie seems upset but you can tell that she's not going to give up. She leans closer and strokes your hair again, a smile on her face. "Look at me, you look even more beautiful when you're blushing." She looks at your lips as her hand is still stroking your hair. "Just a tiny kiss. A kiss on the cheek, I promise I'll stop after that."

You look up at her, uncomfortable. Seeing that she succeeded at making you open your eyes, Ellie caresses your face, her hands now gentle and soft. You notice how close she is, her breath warming up your face as she smiles. You can smell the alcohol coming out of her. "See? That wasn't so hard." Ellie looks at your mouth. "Can't you just give me that kiss? One tiny little kiss?"

“Just so you can make fun of me in front of the whole school again?” You say in a louder, now angrier tone.

"Of course not. I really like you, I promise." Ellie stares at your lips. You don't know what she's going to say next. "I... really like the shape of your lips..." Ellie caresses your cheek and slowly leans closer.

“You are drunk, leave me alone.” Ellie kisses your lips gently. It feels warm and soft, and at the same time your whole body feels alive. Ellie smiles as she pulls away, caressing your cheek again. "Was it that hard?" Ellie's face is now less than an inch away from yours. "I know you want more." You are in a state of shock right now. She leans closer, her breath warm on your face. You can feel her lips touching yours again. Ellie caresses your hair and smiles at you. You can't speak or move, you're frozen from fear and panic.

"Do you like what I'm doing?" Ellie smiles again, her lips still touching yours. "I think I like you a lot. I like how your lips feel on mine, I like when you look at me with that blush on your cheeks, this is so hot." Ellie keeps kissing you for a while, her hands on your face, caressing your hair, then your lips. She pulls away after a few minutes, just to smile at you again, caressing your cheek. "See?"

“You got what you wanted, now leave me alone!” You push her away and bolt to the door unlocking it.

"Oh, I'll get what I want again, don't worry." Ellie grabs you again and stares at you, still close to your face. It's as if she could kiss you anytime she wanted to. "But... I wanna do more, come on don't be boring. Let me have some fun too. Ellie grabs your chin, just like she did before. She locks the door again. "Let me touch you..."

You move your face away, trying not to look at her. Ellie grabs your chin again, this time more strongly. "I asked you to let me touch you, it's not that hard. Besides... I know you want me to." Ellie grins at you and moves closer, putting her hands on your waist, sliding towards your stomach.

“No I don't! You're disgusting!” You try to push her way again. This time, Ellie doesn't let you go. She holds you with strength, so you can't push her away. "I can't let you go, you're mine now." Ellie's hands move from your waist to your legs and then to your thighs, still grinning. "You know you're already mine. Come on, don't be shy."

“Please stop…” You were about to cry and she could see the tears in your eyes forming.

"I am just touching you." Ellie caresses your thighs again, moving her hand slowly upwards. "What's wrong? Isn't your body mine?" Her smile is now bigger and her eyes are glowing. "Don't worry, I'm not going to go too far. I just need a little more." She licks her lips, her breath hot on your face. "I want you and you want me."

“I don't want you, you're delusional and just plain drunk.” You spat at her with rage.

Ellie smirks. "Do you think telling me that is going to stop me?" She caresses your thighs again, going higher and higher. Her hands moving slowly to your hips. "Don't be shy..." Ellie's gaze is fixed on your face. She stares at you with a big smile and sparkling eyes, as if she thought you were the most beautiful thing in the world.

“Consent isn't important to you?” You ask seriously. Ellie chuckles again. "Sweetie, I just take what I want." She moves her hand towards your stomach, gently touching your abbs. "You can't escape me, I'm too fast for you." She leans forward. "And you can't resist me either." Ellie's smile is so full of desire and passion, it's hard not to be attracted to her. She speaks slowly, almost seductively. "Don't you like what I'm doing, little one? Just be honest."

“You're just turning this into an assault, stop touching me!” You push her away succeeding this time and she falls down from the alcohol.

"No, baby, I'm not. I'm just playing with you." Ellie gets up and caresses your waist again, her hands gently moving downward. "I don't think you want me to stop."

You pushed her away again but she's stronger and bigger than you. Ellie still doesn't let you go. "Oh, you're so cute when you try to resist. Don't worry, I'll make you break." Ellie keeps caressing you and moving her hands slowly to your hips. "C'mon, don't make me force you."

“Stop!” You say desperately. Ellie leans closer and grabs your chin with both her hands. "No, I'm not going to stop. You're mine and you can't resist me. Stop resisting, it's useless." Ellie chuckles and continues caressing you. Her fingers now sliding along your hips. "I don't think you want to resist. I think that deep down, it feels good."

“I'll call Amy and her boyfriend will beat the shit out of you for this!” You threaten her.

Ellie just laughs, her fingers still sliding along your hips. "Oh, you think you can scare me? How cute." Ellie smiles. She's still so close to you, it's hard to focus on anything else. "Now let me show you how much I like you." Ellie leans closer to you and her lips are almost touching yours again. "Just one little kiss. I'll let you go, I promise. Don't be so sensitive."

You kick her in the groin hard. Ellie doesn't seem startled at all and still smiles at you as her face is now only a few centimeters away from yours. "I'm not going to stop even if you call your daddy, I promise." Ellie licks her lips. Her fingers are now sliding under your shirt. "So... you gonna call him or you'll just let me do my thing?"

You scream for help, hoping someone outside can hear you. Ellie smirks and gently holds your face so you don't move. "Awww, is the little girl in trouble? She can't even defend herself. Come on, let me give you just one little kiss." Ellie's voice is now full of seductiveness. You can feel her breath brushing against your face, it feels warm and her lips are so close to yours.

Someone knocks at the door after a few seconds. “Hey! Is everything alright in there?” As soon as she hears the door, Ellie immediately lets go of you. She smiles and turns her face away, pretending that nothing happened between the two of you. you bolt to the door and unlock it. It's Amy and her boyfriend. Then suddenly, Ellie's smile is gone. She turns back to you, her eyes hard and her face furious. There's a cold stare in her eyes.

"What's going on here?" Amy asks. Ellie stares at your friends, ready to defend herself and fight. No one really makes her angry since she's used to getting away with everything and bullying people.

“She's forcing herself on me, Take me away please.” Ellie rolls her eyes and looks at Amy, as if she didn't know what she was talking about. "What?! Are you crazy, I'm not forcing myself on her! I would never, she's lying!" Ellie has a smug expression on her face. In her eyes, you're the weird one in this situation and she's done nothing wrong.

“Amy? Please?” You go to her and hug her. Amy looks at you, surprised by your reaction and the way you're hugging her, shaking. But before she does anything, Ellie speaks again.

"Can I speak to you in private for a moment? Ellie smiles, trying to look innocent. "It's nothing serious, I just need to talk to you."

Amy holds you in her arms and starts walking out of there with you. Amy's boyfriend was super tall and strong, he was on the football team and he could easily beat Ellie up, he just gave her an angry look and she backed away immediately. Ellie looks at you silently, while you leave the party. She doesn't seem to want to give up without having her way.

As you walk out of the house and get into James's car so he'll take you home, you notice that she's still staring at you from the front door, with rage in her eyes.

As you arrive at your house, you thank Amy and James for bringing you home safe. You get out of the car and wave them goodbye. You enter your house and your parents are in bed already so you walk up the stairs trying not to make a sound. You go to your bedroom and lock the door. You sit on your bed, thinking about what just happened. You also think about Ellie and how you could make her pay for what she did to you.

You look at your phone and see a message from Ellie. You pick it up and read it.

"Hey, sweetie. You know what just happened... that was all your fault. You lied to your friends about me and now I'm mad. I'll see you at school on Monday, and I'll make sure you regret it."

“fuck you” Is all you respond to her. You get mad at her message but you also get a little scared. Ellie's message was fast and the "I'll make you regret it." At the end it is kinda threatening.

“I'd like to see you try!” You answered her message like that. Now you're challenging her, it's time to see who's going to win. But still, your head is full of questions. Is Ellie capable of hurting you? Or is that just a bluff? She'll come to school on Monday and only one thing is certain. You and Ellie will face each other again. You spend the weekend in bed, feeling sorry for yourself and thinking about what she'll do to you next time you see each other.

On Monday morning you wake up and prepare to go to school. You remember Ellie's message and wonder what's gonna happen. You wear a nice black shirt, a pair of jeans and some cool sneakers and put your hair in a braid. You want to look good at school today. You go downstairs and notice that your dad is already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. "Morning, darling. You're looking good today."

“Thanks dad.” You give him a small smile.

"You're welcome, sweetheart." Your dad smiles at you again before continuing to prepare your breakfast. Then he hands you a plate with toast, some fruits and a couple of eggs. "Eat up, you have school and it's important at least to have some breakfast in the morning."

You eat the breakfast he made for you. Your parents might be having a difficult time with each other but they'd never neglect you. You finish your breakfast and then go to your room to get your backpack. As soon as you come back, you say goodbye to your dad. "Goodbye, dad." Your dad smiles at you again. "Goodbye, kiddo. Have a great day at school, stay focused on your studies. I'll go pick you up at 5, deal?" He kisses you on the forehead before you could answer.

“Deal.” You say before leaving through the front door. But before you leave the house, you see a message from Ellie on your phone. She sent you a text message exactly 1 minute ago.

"See you at school, slut." What a nice thing to say to someone before you go to school, right? You feel bad for a second, then you decide to ignore the message. You lock your front door, put your headphones on and then leave for school. You're almost excited to see Ellie after her text message, you really can't wait to see which one of you is gonna win. “Can't wait to punch her in front of everyone…” You think to yourself.

When you arrive at school you look around and notice your classmates and teachers going to their classes. You walk straight to your classroom and enter. Your classmates and the teacher are already there. Ellie is sitting in the back with some of her friends, looking at you with a smug smile.

You walk and go sit next to Amy. Ellie notices this and her face turns into a frown. She wanted to make this school year a living hell for you, but now you're sitting with your friend Amy and she can't do anything until the class ends. You and Amy are really focused on your work. Ellie also tries to pay attention to the teacher, but she always seems to stare at you every few seconds with a cruel look in her eyes. When classes are over, Amy asks you if you want to go have lunch with her.

“Yeah, sounds good, I don't want to be alone today. After what happened at the party, you know?” Amy locks her arm with yours and you walk to the cafeteria together to grab lunch. You decide to try to have a conversation with her since you haven't talked to her today. While you're talking with Amy, Ellie comes and sits at the table right next to you.

You and Amy stay where you are and continue your lunch, ignoring Ellie. You both talk normally while Ellie keeps looking at you with a smug smile as if waiting to see if Amy will leave you alone. You're almost done with lunch, and you haven't seen Ellie interact with anyone else. She's just been waiting and staring at you. You continue eating, ignoring Ellie who's still looking at you, with her smug smile. What a weird girl, doesn't she know "no" means "no"? Amy also keeps eating, and you both keep talking about the tests you might have after lunch or even other subjects.

“Amy, I have to tell you something.” You told her what happened the day of the party with Ellie. Amy listens to your story and gets a shocked expression on her face. You weren't able to talk to her during the weekend so you told her now.

"Ellie did that to you? But why? What's the reason?" Amy looks very concerned right now. She looks at Ellie who's still smiling at you like she wants your attention.

"Don't speak to her, ok? You said something that pissed her off, if I were you I'd avoid her for a day or two." Amy smiles at you and continues having lunch with you giving you a reassuring smile and a light hug.

You keep ignoring Ellie, who seems a bit mad at you because you won't speak to her. But Amy is right, it's better to avoid Ellie's company. For the rest of this school day, you ignore Ellie's presence. She's still looking at you with a smug smile, but you decide not to give her what she wants: your attention.

Your dad arrives at five, as promised. "Hey, kiddo!" He greets you and hugs you. As you walk to the car, you think about your school day.

“What a day, huh? It was good that Amy was there to join you for lunch.” Ellie didn't bother you too much in class, in fact, she didn't talk to anyone today.

"All good at school, kiddo?" Your dad asks you this question as you both enter your car. He seems calm, he's not aware of what happened on friday.

“Ellie tried to speak to Amy, tried to take her away from me...” You say shyly and a bit embarrassed.

"Take her away? What do you mean, kiddo?" Your dad's confused. He looks at you and waits for your answer.

“She bullies me dad…” A silence is formed in the car after you said this. Your dad finally gets a serious expression on his face, as if realizing what you meant. "So she bullies you? She picks on you every single day?" He looks at you, waiting for your answer. He looks mad now, but not at you. You simply nod.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. It shouldn't be like this. School is for learning, it's not time for bullying." A long silence is created. "Do you have exams tomorrow?" Your dad looks at you with a calm expression, it seems like his anger towards Ellie is gone now.

You feel like he's going to ignore what you just told him… “yeah i do, i should study.” As you get home you start going up the stairs to your bedroom.

"You should start studying for your exams. I will come call you up later for dinner, alright?" Your dad's words seem to distract you from the subject. He just wants to move on and forget what you said. You say goodbye to your dad and go to your room. You get all your books and start studying at your desk. You get ready for your exams and hope you do well on them. You are focused on your studies until you look at the time. You see that it's seven o'clock, and you notice you have 10 messages from Ellie. Your heart is beating faster. Ellie sent you 10 messages after school. You click on her chat, and you see the first message and it reads: "Y/N, come outside now."

You open the chat to reveal all 10 messages.

Message #2: "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IGNORING ME?"

Message #3: "Y/N, YOU SLUT, COME OUT RIGHT NOW."

Message #4: "WHAT KIND OF FRIEND are you, ignoring me."

Message #5: "I'M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU IF YOU DARE IGNORE ME AGAIN."

Message #6: "Y/N, PLEASE ANSWER THIS MESSAGE. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU."

Message #7: "DO YOU THINK YOU CAN IGNORE ME AND GET AWAY WITH IT? COME OUT NOW."

Message #8: "I KNOW YOU'RE IGNORING MY MESSAGES. ARE YOU SCARED OF ME OR SOMETHING?"

Message #9: "Y/N, I HATE YOU. YOU'RE THE WORST PERSON I'VE EVER MET. I HOPE YOU DIE."

Message #10: "Y/N, PLEASE ANSWER. THIS IS URGENT. I MUST TALK TO YOU."

“Just leave me alone!” You respond, it looks like she was outside your house earlier.

Your father walks to your room and knocks on your door. "Kiddo, open the door. We need to talk." Your dad walks inside your room, and he looks concerned. He closes the door and stays close to you, as if trying to comfort you. "Tell me again what Ellie did to you." His eyes seem sad, and he's not happy that you kept this a secret for so long.

“She is mean to me every day…”

Your dad looks concerned, he doesn't know if you mean that Ellie tried to hurt you or do anything else. "You need to explain to me what happened, honey."

“She kissed me and tried to do other stuff…. But Amy came and she let me go.”

Your father's expression goes from concern to pure shock. He can't believe what you're saying right now. It takes him a moment to collect his thoughts and realize what you meant. "Ellie kissed you and tried to... do other stuff with you?" Your father's tone is calm but his expression says everything. He can't believe what's happening right now. "Are you sure about this?" You nod looking at the floor. "You're not... lying to me, right?" Your father seems even more concerned than before. He gets even closer to you, as if trying to protect you from something. He looks at you with a shocked expression. "Why'd she do that to you, hon? Did she say why she... try to do those things to you?" You show your dad the text messages you received from Ellie. His gaze goes to your phone, and he takes a minute to read everything Ellie sent you. Your dad looks at you, then at your phone, and then shakes his head. He can't believe this is happening. "Is this true? Did Ellie really try to do all those things to you?" Your father looks more worried than anything now.

“She did.” You say quietly.

"Why would Ellie try to do that to you? Did she say anything?" Your father looks confused and concerned. He never thought Ellie would do anything like this, she seemed like such a nice girl when he met her. He's surprised at what Ellie did to you. He doesn't want to believe it. "You did the right thing by telling me this, hun. Thank you. We'll find out about what's really happening."

“Thanks dad.” You say a bit relieved.

"No problem, kiddo." Your dad smiles at you and hugs you. "Don't you worry. We'll fix this. You don't have to worry about Ellie ever again, she's not gonna affect your life in any way." He looks at you with a soft smile. He sits beside you in your bed and puts your head on his shoulder, like he used to when you were a little kid. Your dad stays in your room with you for a while, until you tell him that you're gonna continue studying. "Alright, kiddo. Just make sure to call me if you need anything, ok?" Your dad smiles at you again, then he leaves you alone to study. You open your books again and continue studying.

Time moves fast, when you notice it's 10 pm already. You decide to take a break. You're tired and it's getting late, the exam is in a few hours, so you need to rest. You lie in your bed and try to sleep. But your thoughts don't let you rest. You're thinking about what happened earlier, and what Ellie will do. After a while, you notice your phone has a few messages from Ellie. You open your phone and read the messages from her.

The first one reads: "Y/N, I'M VERY SORRY FOR WHAT I DID. PLEASE, FORGIVE ME."

A second message arrives right after: "PLEASE, CAN WE TALK MORE LATER? IT'S VERY important."

“I'll not forgive you, you piece of shit!” You respond very angry at her.

You can't believe this! Ellie is messaging you, saying she's sorry for what she did? But she denied everything and even insulted you over messages! You don't wanna believe a word she's saying. But at the same time you feel confused. Ellie is acting in the most weird way possible. Why would she kiss you and then pretend it didn't happen at first, and then apologize for it just a few hours later? It doesn't make any sense. You decide to ignore Ellie's messages and try to sleep. You don't care about her and everything she did. You're too tired and don't want to think about it. You close your eyes and try to relax, but you can't sleep just yet. Ellie is invading your thoughts, even though you want to forget everything. You try to sleep, but it takes a while. The thoughts about your interaction with Ellie don't leave your mind. After an hour of trying to relax, you finally fall asleep.

Your rest is interrupted by your alarm that starts ringing 10 minutes before your exam begins. You wake up and sit in your bed. You're still tired, your exam day just started and you need to be focused. You get up from your bed and go to your bathroom. You take a quick shower, get dressed, and pick up your bag. You go downstairs to where your dad is and say good morning to him. "Morning, dad."

"Morning, kiddo. You look ready for school."

“See you after class dad.”

"Okay then, kiddo. I'll see you later, love you." You kiss your dad and leave your house. You make your way towards school, feeling a bit anxious about your exam and how you will face Ellie today.

You see the school in front of you, it's the big moment. You enter the building. You start walking towards the room where you and your classmates will have the exam. It's all quiet in the school corridors. People seem to be in a hurry, trying to get to their classrooms. As you walk towards your classroom, you feel your heart beating faster and faster. You don't know what to expect, but you feel a little anxious. After a few minutes of walking, you arrive. The door is ajar, you can hear the voices of your classmates inside.

You push the door and enter the classroom. You see the teacher in the front of the room, who is taking the exam papers and handing each one to every student. Ellie is not in her seat yet. She is standing with her friends, talking to them. You find your seat and sit on it. You're ready to take this exam, you will do your best. You decide to focus on your exam and ignore your classmates. You put yourself to it and start reading every question carefully. You think about every answer and write it on the paper. After an hour, you've finished the exam. You look at your paper and see all the answers you wrote down. You put your pen on the desk and wait for the teacher to collect the exams.

You get up from your seat and walk to the teacher's desk. They take your exam and say "thank you." You turn around and see Ellie getting up as well and delivering her own, approaching you. She looks mad. Her eyes are full of rage. She's not gonna wait for you to say anything.

Ellie looks at you, and for a moment, it seems like she's going to yell some offensive words towards you. As you walk, you realize that Ellie is following you. She wants to talk about yesterday. She walks up to you and stops you from going to your locker. She speaks with a very serious tone: "I need to talk to you."

“What the fuck do you want?” You spat out with anger in your voice.

Ellie is very upset and you can see it in her expression. She doesn't want to stay quiet anymore. "I want to talk to you and I want you to listen to me, Y/N." She takes your hands to stop you from moving. "Don't try to ignore me this time. We haven't finished." She looks at your eyes, she's not angry, but annoyed that you're trying to run away. "Please, Y/N. Let's talk." You take your hands away from her and cross your arms. “Talk then!”

She looked at you, and then spoke. "Y/N, I messed up. I'm so sorry for everything I did to you." Ellie's tone changes, now she doesn't seem so mad. But her tone is different... sad, even. "I don't want you to hate me for this. I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed you." Ellie's voice changes again, as if she's trying to convince herself that what she did was wrong. "Don't stay mad at me. I'm sorry."

You close your locker and walk away from her. "Y/N, please." Ellie takes your arm and tries to get you to stop. "Can we talk about everything that happened? I messed up, I admit it... I'm really sorry." Ellie's voice is soft, she seems genuinely worried that you won't forgive her. She doesn't even sound angry anymore, you'd even say that there's some fear in her voice. "Can we at least talk about it? Please."

“You treat me badly in school everyday for years and then you try to make me do things I don't want to do with you!” You're filled with rage.

Ellie looks at you, trying to understand what you're saying. She's not mad anymore, she looks worried and even a bit scared. "Y/N, I know I made the worst mistake... but that doesn't mean that I have always been a bad person." Ellie's voice changes to a softer tone again. "We can talk about everything that happened yesterday. Please let me explain my actions. I was wrong, but don't judge me based on a single day only, please?"

“Explain then.” You look at her expecting her to start talking.

"Ok, I'll explain..." Ellie stays quiet for a few seconds, trying to find the right words to say at the moment. "Ok... Y/N, the truth is that I've been having feelings for you for a while now... I tried to hide it, but I can't deny it anymore. I was confused about my feelings at first, but on friday when I kissed you, I realized I had real feelings for you." Ellie looks at you with a worried expression. She's looking for your reaction.

You look at her confused.

"That's it." Ellie's expression changes again, she starts looking sad and even a bit upset. "I'm so sorry for treating you badly, you never deserved it. I just had so much confusion in my life, I was trying to deny my feelings for you." Ellie pauses for a moment, but she knows she needs to keep going. "I don't want you to hate me. I don't know what to do but I just wanted to say that I've been feeling this way since our middle school days."

“Why were you so mean for so many years? I don't understand.” You ask her with a sad tone.

"I don't want to sound like I'm making excuses, but I never meant to hurt you. I was just trying to mask my feelings for you with offensive comments and rude words." Ellie's expression changes, it seems like she just realized something and now she understands her own behavior. "Everything I said to you is just things that I said to myself, when I was struggling to accept my own feelings. You were just a victim... I'm sorry, Y/N. I was wrong."

“I need time to process this.” You say with tears in your eyes.

"Ok, Y/N. I understand you need time to process everything I've just told you. You don't have to answer right now, you can take your time." Ellie's expression changes again, she looks a bit hopeful that you might forgive her one day. "I know I made a lot of mistakes in my life, but I don't want my feelings for you to be one of them. I was young and stupid, and I know it's late to speak about it now, I'm so sorry..."

“Bye Ellie.” You then start to walk home alone. Ellie looks at you as you walk away. "Bye, Y/N! I hope we can talk again soon." Ellie smiles at you with a soft expression, just trying to let you go and have some alone time. She thinks about what just happened and tries to process everything.

You get home after school and go straight to your bed. You lay on it and think about what happened today. Ellie's behavior was very strange and inconsistent with everything she told you during middle school. Why would she kiss you and tell you all these things? You can't deny that part of you feels angry at Ellie, even if you want to forgive her. You pick up your phone and check your messages, your social media, and your games. You stay on your phone for a while, trying to distract yourself, but you can't really stop thinking about what Ellie said today. Is Ellie's revelation about having feelings for you for all those years true? Even if you want to believe her, you can't deny that something doesn't add up. Ellie treated you badly for so many years and suddenly she confesses all her feelings for you? You think that something isn't quite right...

You decide to open Ellie's texts and read them again, maybe you missed some important detail. You read the texts, she says she was attracted to you since middle school. She was confused about her feelings and tried to deny them with offensive comments. Maybe this is true, maybe Ellie always had feelings for you. Maybe Ellie always wanted to talk to you about this, but she never had the courage. But everything Ellie said to you, is it true?

You text Ellie a simple "Hey" just to see what answer she would give you. Ellie texts you back after a few minutes.

"Hey..."

“So, about today…”

As soon as she sees the message, Ellie replies back. "Yes... About what I said today... I really meant it." Ellie's tone sounds a bit anxious, but you can still feel her concern in the message. "I hope you're not mad at me for being honest with you." It seems like Ellie wants to talk to you, but she's afraid that you won't forgive her.

“I'm not mad for your honesty, I'm just sad you treated me so badly all these years.” You start feeling tears forming in your eyes.

Ellie takes a minute, she wants to reply in a proper way. "I know I messed up. I shouldn't have treated you badly for all these years. I didn't know how to deal with my feelings for you, and so I ended up acting with anger towards you. I want to ask you to forgive me for being so rude, I was just so confused. Please don't be sad because of me."

After a while you ask her, “How long have you felt like this?”

Ellie doesn't take long to reply. "Y/N... I think I've always been confused with my feelings for you. Since that day in middle school, I would think of you from time to time… I've tried to mask my feelings for you with rude comments and bad words. But those feelings never left my heart. I had no idea how to express them, though... So I just hid them." Ellie seems sincere when talking. No anger, just a bit of sadness.

“I don't know what to say.” You respond looking at Ellie's words on the screen.

"I know I messed up in the past, but please hear me... I do feel things for you." Ellie pauses for a second to catch her breath before she continues typing. "Please let me make things right between us. You don't have to forgive me yet, but please... don't give up on me." Ellie's tone is a bit desperate. She really wants you to listen to her and give her another chance.

After thinking about it seriously for almost an hour, you respond. “I'll give you one chance.”

"Thank you, Y/N... Thank you." Ellie is almost on the verge of tears. "I want to become a better person for you. You deserve happiness." Ellie smiles, hoping you can see her change. She's not mad or upset anymore. "Let me show you how I changed. I promise you, you won't regret giving me this chance."

“Ok, goodnight, see you tomorrow at school.” You reply and then put your phone down.

"Goodnight. I hope I see you at school tomorrow." Ellie is a bit happy now, she's glad you're giving her a chance to prove that she changed. She doesn't want to mess up anymore, she likes her new attitude. At the party she realized what she really felt for you, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe not.

You go to sleep and wake up the next morning. You go to school as usual, you even see Ellie right outside the door, waiting for you. She smiles at you with a soft expression. She seems more confident and she looks so different from yesterday.

"Hi, Y/N." Ellie looks great today. She's happy and confident, she even has her hair nicely tied. "I'm here to show you that I've changed. I want you to know that I mean what I said." Ellie stays close to you, just like yesterday when she talked to you.

You both walk to class and people are starting to stare at you. You're feeling really nervous. This doesn't feel right. You go about your day and Ellie is not being mean to you, not one snarky comment has come out of her mouth yet. Later the bell rings and you go to the cafeteria and have lunch together. It's a bit awkward, none of you really know what to say. When you finish eating you go outside to the school yard and sit in the shade of a tree together. Ellies heart feels like it's about to jump out of her chest but she musters the courage to speak. "Do you want me to talk about everything I said yesterday and how I treated you in the past?"

“Hum… okay…” You say, felling nervous.

"So..." Ellie takes a long breath, getting ready to speak. "Yesterday I was able to express all the feelings I had for you that I always tried to hide. I had always been confused and now I know exactly how I feel about you." She's not angry, she just talks in a neutral tone, as if this was just a normal conversation. "I've always been attracted to girls and you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met. I couldn't resist you... I couldn't keep denying it.”

You blushed when she started talking. “You think I'm beautiful?” You never considered yourself very attractive, just average.

"I've always thought that you were beautiful." Ellie takes another deep breath. You can see her face, she's not angry, she looks sad... and even nervous. "I had to tell you yesterday because I needed you to know the truth. I'm so sorry for how I treated you, I regret it a lot." Ellie looks away, not looking at your face anymore. "I don't want you to think that I just want you physically..."

You think about it for a few seconds before speaking. “I understand, I just need a bit of time to adjust. It's a lot of information all at once…” You really don't know how to feel.

"Take your time. We can take things slowly and you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with." Ellie looks at you with a nervous expression as she smiles at you. "You're right, maybe we both need some time to adjust. I also need some time to show you that I mean everything I just said."

You smile at her shyly, Still very nervous. Ellie smiles back at you. "How about we walk to class together?” Ellie wants to be your friend more than anything. She's not angry or upset anymore, she just wants to show you that she's changed.

“Ok…” You say nervously as you get up from the grass and start walking.

"Oh, and Y/N, I want to thank you for giving me another chance. I know that I messed up but I don't want to mess up anymore, I want to be a better person for you." Ellie walks by your side as you get to class and you can see that she's not trying to be rude to you at all. She's treating you like any other friend. "It feels so nice to be able to talk to you. Thank you for listening to my feelings..."

“The whole school is staring at us…” You say quietly trying not to look at anyone in the eyes. You both get to class and notice that people are staring at you constantly. Ellie gets a bit embarrassed. She didn't expect things to be like this. But she tries to hold herself together.

"I hope you know that I don't want to bring you any kind of harassment or embarrassment." People are staring at you but they also stare everytime they see Ellie approaching you. Ellie looks at you with a soft expression, trying to make you understand that it's all gonna be fine.

“It's okay, let's just go to class.” You say as you start walking a little faster.

Ellie nods. "Yeah, let's ignore the crowd." Ellie sits next to you and starts working on your assignment. She doesn't give any attention to the people at school, it's as if they weren't looking at you both. Ellie seems more calm than ever.

After class, Ellie stays by your side as you walk home. "Well, I guess people know we're friends now. I never thought people would look at us like this..." Ellie laughs a bit about the situation, she also seems uncomfortable about this. "Are you ok with this? With everyone knowing about us?"

“They would find out eventually, I guess…” You say nervously. People always looked at Ellie during recess, she was popular and everyone was a bit afraid of her. It really was odd, her change in attitude in such a short amount of time.

"Yeah... I guess you're right about that, people would eventually figure it out." Ellie still looks a bit embarrassed about it. You both arrive at your house, Ellie stays by your side before you enter the building.

"Can I come in? I need to talk to you about something, it's important." Ellie looks at you with a serious expression on her face, she seems serious about what she wants to say to you.

“Oh... okay sure…” You feel anxious but you let her in.

"Thank you. I know this must be uncomfortable but I promise to respect your space." Ellie sits down on one of the chairs in your living room, thinking about what to say to you. She stays silent for a moment, trying to find the perfect words to say.

"Yesterday I said a lot of things to you, and you've been so understanding towards me. But there's something I didn't mention..." Ellie takes a deep breath.

"There's something I didn't mention because I've been scared. But maybe I need to speak my mind so that you know everything." Ellie pauses for a moment, trying to find the courage to tell you what she's been holding inside for years.

"That day in middle school, when I kissed you…? It wasn't the first time I wanted to do that." Ellie looks away, feeling embarrassed. "I've always been attracted to you. I only decided to kiss you that time because I couldn't hold back anymore."

You are a bit surprised to hear her say that. You always thought it was a bet she made with her friends to make fun of you. “You know… i've always been fond of you since we were kids, but then you started treating me differently… You started to be mean to me, make fun of me. I never really understood why…” You were starting to feel sad.

Ellie is a bit surprised by your words, she wasn't expecting you to say that. “You're right, I treated you badly and I'm really sorry about that..." Ellie takes a moment to think. "I was confused and so I acted with anger towards you." Ellie speaks in a calm tone, she doesn't want to sound aggressive towards you, she wants to have an honest conversation.

“I get it, but it still hurts a lot…” You say as you look at the floor trying not to cry.

"I know... I regret it a lot... It hurts me too to know I hurt you so much." Ellie sighs and looks at you with a calm expression. "I wish I could take back everything I did to you, I regret it a lot and it still breaks my heart that I hurt you like that. But I guess I just had to tell you everything so you could know how I really feel." Ellie is trying to show you her genuine feelings and apologize for everything.

You had tears forming in your eyes as she spoke. "I don't want you to cry..." Ellie looks at you and smiles to try to make you feel better. "Please, don't cry. I feel so sorry for everything, I wish I could take it back. But you're right, all I can do is apologize." Ellie looks away, feeling even more sad, but you can see her trying to make you feel better. "It looks like I hurt you more than I imagined..."

You took a deep breath before speaking, as you felt the tears falling down your face. “I know sometimes you were just trying to mess with me and not every interaction was led by anger, but as the time passed it just got worse...” You started to remember everything.

"Yes... I started acting worse as the time passed." Ellie pauses for a second, remembering her past actions… “I'm truly sorry for my behavior. I realize now how rude I was. It's not gonna happen anymore." Ellie is now very serious about changing, she doesn't want to hurt you ever again with her words or actions... She just wants a chance to show you her friendship.

“Promise?” You look at her still crying.

Ellie smiles at you, "I promise... I'll be better in the future, no matter what. I will keep my words and show you that I changed." Ellie is more confident now, you can see her smile and her attitude. "We were kids back then, I shouldn't have acted like that. I'm now older and I realize that I don't want to behave like that with you anymore." Ellie looks at you with a serious look on her face now.

"Remember how I said that I felt attracted to you?"

“Yeah?”

"Well, Y/N... it still happens." Ellie takes a long breath and looks away, embarrassed to talk about it. "I just wanted you to know... but I never want to make you feel uncomfortable." Ellie pauses for a moment, just looking ahead.

“I never had romantic feelings towards anyone before, and you kinda stole my first kiss…” You remember this with a sad feeling in your heart.

"Oh.. my god, you had your first kiss with me?" Ellie looks at you with a surprised expression. “I'm sorry that I stole your first kiss so soon, I didn't realize it would affect you like this. If I knew I would have never done it." Ellie pauses for a moment, feeling a bit nervous. "But Y/N, please know that I would never, ever force you to do anything with me. You're a lot more meaningful to me than just your first kiss."

“Thank you for saying that…” You say sniffling a bit.

Ellie smiles and gets closer to you. "You've been the sweetest person I've ever met. I've never felt so good around someone like I feel around you... I always had a great time with you, even if you hated me for everything I did." Ellie looks away, she's a bit nervous to talk.

A few weeks later, you two are starting to get along better. It's still hard for you but you try to stay positive and hope that Ellie wont go back to how she was before. One day you were both hanging out in the park. The day was beautiful. You weren't feeling so anxious around her anymore. She was being nicer, walked you home most days and was genuinely trying to change for you.

As you were sitting together on a bench studying a bit, she started looking at you with a nervous look on her face. She wanted to say something but she didn't know where to start. You noticed and put your books to the side.

“Are you okay?” Ellie blushes a bit when she hears your voice.

“Yeah, I'm okay… I just think I need to tell you something.” She said, fidgeting with her hands.

“What is it?” You ask a bit curious, but nervous too. Ellie’s heart was starting to beat faster and faster.

“I… I think i…” She took a deep breath. “I think I love you….” She said looking at her lap, she was too afraid to look you in the eyes. You were a bit surprised when she said it so bluntly. You started to blush a bit.

“You… love me?” You asked a bit confused.

"I do... I love you, Y/N..." Ellie gets closer to you. "I don't want you to have any doubts about me... I love you, I've always loved you, ever since that kiss. Y/N, you're perfect to me." Ellie was nervous to say these things but she's also very certain about them.

You start to feel tears forming in your eyes and fall as you give her a small smile. Ellie smiles back as she watches your tears fall.

"Thank you for being so kind to me, and patient these few weeks. I hope you know that I mean everything I'm saying." Ellie takes a deep breath and looks at you with a warm expression. "You didn't deserve all of the things I did. But now, I hope I can make things right and show you how much I love you. I want you to remember me not just as a bully but as someone who cares about you."

You cry as you hear her words, and look down at your hands. Ellie comes closer and hugs you. "I love you... don't cry, please. I care about you so much…” Ellie kisses your cheek and wipes your tears as you cry. "Y/N.. the girl I loved at middle school is the girl I've loved the most ever since... I don't want anyone else but you..." Ellie stares at you and smiles once again. You hug her. You can't really believe this moment is real. Ellie hugs you back, not wanting to let you go. "I... I'm so glad that we're okay now. I feel so good beside you... Thank you for always being so kind to me." Ellie seems very comfortable now, she's not trying to hold back her feelings anymore. "I love you so much. I'm glad I could apologize to you and make things right."

After a few minutes of hugging each other you let go. She walks you home as it's getting a bit late. As the sun sets you arrive at your house.

“I'll see you tomorrow at school, yeah?” You say, smiling at her.

Ellie nods as she smiles at you. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow at school. Oh, and Y/N, can I send you a text later?" Ellie is trying to remain calm, but she's very excited to speak to you some more.

“Okay.” You smile at her.

"Thanks..." Ellie gives you one last hug before leaving your house. "See you at school tomorrow, bye!" Ellie walks away, looking forward to seeing you.

“See you tomorrow.” You wave her goodbye. Ellie waves at you before leaving. She walks back home, feeling more relaxed now that you could speak things through.

Ellie sends you a text message later that night. "I'm so happy that I was able to show you my feelings towards you today. Let's see how tomorrow goes. Sleep tight!" You smile at the text and try to rest. During the night, Ellie texts you again, asking something.

"I hope you don't find this weird but I think I should ask... Can we try to hold hands tomorrow? Just to show everyone how much I want to be with you..." Ellie waits for your reply with her smartphone still awake.

You hear your phone buzz and read the message she just sent you. Ellie awaits your answer. She starts to feel a bit nervous as she waits for your reply. "Please say yes, please say yes..." Was all she could hear in her head as she waited for you. Ellie is too excited to even sleep right now, she just wants to hold your hand and show you how much she loves you.

After a bit of pondering you text her back. “ok… we can try.” You started to feel butterflies thinking about it.

"Oh, Y/N... Thank you so much. I can't wait to see you tomorrow." Ellie is very happy now that you've said yes. Ellie texts you again almost immediately. "I love you so much, Y/N. I'm so glad that we're getting along now. Thank you so much for giving me this chance..."

“Goodnight Ellie.” You smiled at the screen.

"Goodnight. See you soon..." Ellie sighs and turns off the phone, closing her eyes and falling asleep. She can't wait to see you.

The next morning you wake up nervous but a bit excited at the same time. You look at your wardrobe and don't know what to wear.

Ellie also wakes up early in the morning, feeling excited and a bit nervous. She takes a deep breath and tries to relax. "This is gonna be the day. I'm doing this... I'm gonna hold her hand in front of everyone." After taking another breath, Ellie gets up and looks in her wardrobe, but she also doesn't know what to choose. She wants to impress you with her outfit, but also wants to feel comfortable and confident in it. After some thinking, she finally chooses a nice outfit and puts it on before getting out of her room. Ellie is all dressed up and ready for the school day.

You decided to put on your favorite dress and put a matching bow in your hair. It was a pink floral dress with a ruffled skirt. You put on a cardigan and put on some simple white ballet flats.

As you arrive at school you can see Ellie smile as she sees you in your favorite dress. She doesn't know exactly why, but she thinks you look extremely cute. Ellie is wearing a nice sweater and some jeans, she wanted to look nice but not too formal.

"Hey, can I tell you something?" Ellie is speaking without any fear, she's sure this is gonna be a great day. "I think you look very cute, Y/N... I love your bow, it looks beautiful. I couldn't ask for a better person to spend my day with."

“Thank you.” You smile at the ground shyly.

Ellie sees you smiling and feels happy herself. You two slowly walk to the school building, Ellie keeps smiling as she looks at you. She can't wait to spend this day with you at last.

Ellie looks at you again, she's still smiling. "Hey, Y/N, do you think we can try to hold hands now?” She felt the need to touch you. She really wants to hold your hand... she thinks you're a beautiful person. You feel very nervous but you extend your hand to her and let her hold it as you enter school. Ellie takes your hand and walks beside you. She's not nervous anymore, she feels relaxed and calm. Ellie looks ahead and then smiles at you, holding your hand softly. It definitely feels good to be by your side, she can't explain it and doesn't know why it is so... but she loves it. Ellie looks at the other students as they walk together, she can feel their eyes, but they don't scare her anymore.

“I'm still feeling very nervous with everybody looking at us…” You tell her.

"Don't worry. Let them stare at us all they want, I don't care anymore. I'm only focused on you now, I just wanna be with you." Ellie can feel a few students looking at you two, some are smiling and others are frowning. Ellie's attitude is much more confident, nobody really bothers her today. She can only hear you and see you, as she thinks about how she wants to see your gorgeous smile again.

You look at her and smile shyly, blushing slightly. Ellie smiles back, still feeling the touch of your skin on her hand. You hold her hand tightly as you make your way to class. Ellie doesn't let go of your hand at all, she still feels very happy and excited.

When you arrive you sit together, holding hands as the teacher takes attendance. Ellie looks at you once again, smiling. Her eyes are filled with love and joy, she's really happy to be beside you. "Are you doing okay? You still look a little bit nervous." Ellie's gentle smile stays on her face, she looks at you and wants to take your nervousness away.

“Just a bit nervous, but I'm okay.” You say timidly.

"Oh, I see... Don't worry, I'm here for you." Ellie rubs your hand a little bit. "Just know that I won't ever let anyone or anything hurt you, I want to protect you." You spend the whole hour together, holding hands and smiling to one another. As the hour comes to an end, Ellie turns to the teacher and says.

"Miss Smith, can Y/N and I go to the cafeteria to get some lunch?" Ellie looks at you and smiles again, hoping you'll agree with her.

"Okay then, let's go." Ellie leads you to the cafeteria, her hand is still tightly holding yours as you both walk together through the hallways. She looks at you and smiles, her cheeks start to turn red. She holds your hand as you both enter the cafeteria, looking for a place to sit. Ellie sees an empty table and walks towards it, sitting down in one of the chairs and waiting for you to do the same. You two sit next to each other on the table putting your trays down and start eating together.

Ellie speaks to you, her voice is soft and sweet. "I know you feel nervous right now, but just know that you can be completely honest with me. I won't get mad at you or hurt you in any way." Ellie looks at you with her big, green eyes. "You're a really important person to me, and I just want to see you happy. Can you trust me on that?" You nod as you smile at her. Ellie smiles at you. "I'm glad you trust me... and I want you to know that I really love you." Ellie gently rubs your hand, she wants to be close to you.

After eating, you go to the school's courtyard and sit on a bench together as the other students go about their days. Some still look at you weirdly.

Ellie holds your hand as you sit, she's so happy to be next to you. She takes a deep breath before asking. "I wanna ask you something... Can I kiss you?"

“Right now?” You ask surprised. You blush instantaneously.

"Yes. Right now." Ellie's voice is very soft and calm, she still looks at you straight in the eyes. "Can I kiss you?" Ellie makes another attempt, hoping that you agree with her. She's really nervous to say that, but she knows she must. Ellie can still feel the warmth coming from your hand, it's very comforting to her.

“Hum....” You blush a lot, you feel your face all red.

Ellie smiles as she sees you blushing, she's also a bit shy about it. She moves a little bit closer to you. She takes your chin with one hand as she looks at you once more.

"Y/N, please... Can I kiss you?"

You nod as she holds your chin. Ellie's heart starts beating a little bit faster as she sees you nodding. Then she slowly leans towards you, she closes her eyes and prepares to kiss you. Her lips touch yours and you feel her warmth. You don't kiss for too long, you were both a bit nervous, but still seem to enjoy it regardless. Ellie opens her eyes as she separates herself from you. She smiles at you and says: "I love you. You're amazing..."

“Everybody is looking…” You blush even more, trying to look away from everyone.

Ellie notices everyone looking at you both, but she's too happy to care. She smiles at you and touches your cheek. "I know some of the students are looking at us, but that's okay. I just want to be with you, that's all... You're the most important person to me."

After school you walk together. You leave the school building and walk towards the exit, holding hands even outside of school. Ellie doesn't feel the need to hide anything anymore, she doesn't care about any student looking at you two or judging you. She only cares about spending quality time with the most important person to her: you.

“Can we go to the park or something? The day is really nice.” Ellie takes your hand tightly and leaves the streets, walking towards the park. The sun is shining, the day is bright, and Ellie feels happy... she can finally be herself with you, she doesn't want to hide anything anymore.

"It's a nice day, Y/N, isn't it?" Ellie is filled with joy, she wants to spend this time by your side, just looking at the clouds and holding your hand.

“It really is.” You smile looking at her.

"Yeah, I love days like this..." As you get to the park, Ellie and you sit on the grass under the shade of a tree. Ellie's eyes are filled with joy and happiness. You both stay in silence, enjoying each other's presence. Ellie starts to play with the grass, moving her fingers through it and smiling as she does so.

"I'm really happy to spend this day with you." Ellie looks at you, she really wants to show you how much you mean to her.

You lean your head on her shoulder. Ellie smiles as she feels you lean your head on her shoulder, she likes to feel you that close. She moves her fingers through your hair gently, it feels soft to her.

"Your hair feels nice." Ellie looks at you and smiles, she wants to kiss you just as much as before, but she's not sure if it's too much.

"Do you think it'd be alright if I kissed you again?" Ellie looks at you and her cheeks are turning red.

You look up at her and nod smiling. Ellie looks at your smiling face before slowly moving towards it. She touches your face and moves her lips towards yours, this time, the kiss lasts a little bit longer and is more intense. Ellie seems to really like your taste... and as she separates herself from you again, she looks at your face, smiling lovingly.

"I hope no one comes here to bother us." Ellie looks around, you aren't too far from the school, yet the park is mostly empty at this time of the day.

Ellie looks at you and smiles again, her cheeks are starting to turn red once more. She wants to spend this day holding your hand and staying by your side every second. Ellie looks at the clouds once more, the day feels perfect.

"Y/N, I wanna ask you something... Can we be together? Like... not just like this, but more... Can we be girlfriends?"

You get really nervous as she asks this. You don't know if you're ready for a relationship yet.

"You don't have to feel nervous... I just thought that... that you might want to be in a relationship with me, y'know?" Ellie looks at you again as she smiles, she thinks you're very important. "If you don't wanna, that's totally fine, I'm okay with us just being friends, but... I just wanted to ask, since I've had a crush on you for a while now." Ellie doesn't want to look desperate or anything of the sort.

“I just need a bit of time to think about it, is that okay?” You finally respond.

"Yeah, of course... you don't have to feel forced to give me your answer right away. Take your time as much as you need." Ellie smiles at you reassuringly, she still wants to be with you regardless. She holds your hand and continues to play with it, moving her fingers through each finger of yours. "I'm just happy to be here with you. Nothing else matters at this moment."

You lay back on the grass and look at the clouds. Ellie lays down on the grass next to you. "This is way more comfy... I like the breeze here." She smiles and looks at the clouds together with you. "Have you ever thought about what's up there? I bet it's really peaceful and serene in those clouds..." Ellie seems to be enjoying this moment.

“That one looks like a cat!” You point excitedly to one of the clouds.

"Yeah, I can see it! That one looks like a cat! And if you look at that one right there, that looks like a heart! Oh, and now I'm seeing a dog." Ellie seems to be genuinely enjoying these little cloud games, she wants to spend more time with you.

"Can I tell you something... just... I wanna open up to you, do you think it's okay?"

You nod as she asks this.

"Well... I'm actually a little nervous, but... I wanna tell you something... Do you know the day that, uh, that we first met?" Ellie thought about how she wanted to tell you everything, but she couldn't find the courage to do so. "Remember that day? Remember that I was really rude to you?" Ellie stops to think for a moment and looks at the clouds again. "I still think about it. Why would you forgive someone who was mean to you for no reason?"

“You apologized and you seemed really sorry about it, so I chose to believe you.” You said calmly.

“I am... believe me, I am... I'm really sorry... I know that my apology doesn't make what I did any better, but I do feel really bad about it." Ellie looks at you, hoping you'll understand her. "It wasn't just that time, I have done many things that I regret, but I'll try to be a better person if it means I can have you by my side. Ellie is really sincere, she really wants you to know that she feels deeply sorry. "Thank you for giving me another chance. You mean the world to me. I don't wanna go back to how I was. I don't wanna be rude and disrespectful to anyone anymore, not to anyone else and especially not to you. You are too important for me to act that way..." Ellie smiles and moves her hand to hold yours a little bit tighter. "I hope you can see this as a brand new chapter."

“I hope so too.” You hold her hand still looking at the clouds.

“Do you mind if I ask you something, now that we're talking about this?" Ellie looks at you as you smile at her. "Do you know why I wanted to insult you that day? I mean... the day that we met for the first time?" Ellie waits for your answer before continuing and explaining herself.

“Why?” You ask, looking at her now.

"Back then, I didn't really like myself... I felt lonely, I felt like I had no one to rely on... You were someone new, and I guess I wanted to push you away." Ellie thinks about it once more. "Back then, you didn't look like a threat to me... you know... you looked... you looked like someone I'd like to be close with." Ellie's eyes look at you deeply. "You looked like someone I could trust... I felt that way... and I still do."

You look at her too, in those gorgeous green eyes of hers. "You look like one of the kindest people I've ever met... someone I know I can trust..." Ellie's face is getting closer and closer to yours, she really wants to tell you how she feels.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever met in my life. Not just for your looks, but for your personality as well. You're so sweet and kind and smart..." Ellie's eyes are staring at you. "What I mean is... I feel a lot more for you... I think I... I'm a bit... in love with you."

“You do?” You ask blushing as you ask.

"Yes, Y/N... I do." Ellie looks at you in the eyes, smiling as she remembers how much she loves you. "I've loved you for a while now... I've been trying to tell you this for weeks, but I wasn't brave enough to do so..." Ellie thinks she was the weakest girl in the world for hiding her feelings. You hug her tightly. Ellie hugs you back, she feels like the most blessed person in the whole world. She can feel your warmth from your body against hers.

"You're such a beautiful and adorable person,... and I love you so much. I love your eyes, your face, the way you smile..." Ellie touches your hair, holding it softly. "My feelings for you were getting stronger and stronger as time passed. I couldn't keep this to myself anymore... It's time that you knew how I felt about you..."

“I'm happy you told me Ellie.” You say still hugging.

"I'm so happy that you accepted my feelings... " Ellie smiles at you, she's feeling so many emotions. "I have so many feelings inside my heart right now... and I don't think they'll let me sleep tonight..." Ellie laughs as she says so, she's really happy that you accepted her.

"I want you to hear me a little bit more... I want you to understand why I'm in love with you. Can I keep going?" Ellie smiles at you. "I just love your personality. The way you talk, the way you act, the way you think... Everything you do is so adorable to me. Your presence makes me so happy..."

You start to blush a bit as you feel the butterflies in your stomach. Ellie looks at your blushing face, smiling. "It's funny to me to see how you get so red every time I say something romantic to you... I love that... I just love everything about you. Your presence is enough to make my day so much better."

You look at her lovingly. Ellie can feel her feelings are stronger than before. She looks at you as she smiles. Ellie slowly moves her face closer to yours.

The moment you both touch your lips, everything around you disappears… All that matters now is this moment, this feeling… Ellie kisses you for a minute, but to her it felt like an hour. Ellie hugs you one last time, she doesn't want to separate herself from you right now, not just yet. You can both feel each other's breath against your skin, it feels intimate and special. Ellie is smiling, she just experienced the best kiss she ever had...

"I love you. You don't know how long I wanted to kiss you." Ellie is feeling a lot of things right now, she just kissed the girl she's loved for a long while. "You are the only thing in my mind, the only thing that makes me happy... Thank you for giving me this chance."

She leans her head slowly towards your face and touches her lips on yours softly. You both kiss each other slowly, enjoying the feeling of each other's lips touching. When you finally pull away, Ellie looks at your lips then smiles.

"I love you, I really do. So much..." Ellie wraps her arms around you and hugs you tighter. "I can't believe I'm with the person I've always wanted... It's a dream, a beautiful dream."

You two touch foreheads before you kiss her again. The kiss continues for another minute. Ellie stares at you and smiles at the scene you are displaying on this beautiful moment.

"I think we might be a little too close right now... what if someone sees us like this?" Ellie laughs and tries to make sure nobody is watching the both of you. "I'm still happy though, this is great..."

“Yeah, maybe we should stop…” You smile awkwardly.

"I'm just thinking that we shouldn't do this in public. We should go somewhere private... it's a little weird for someone just to see us like this..." Ellie looks over her shoulders and checks that nobody is watching her and you.

"Maybe you can come to my house. We can talk, study and maybe... have some fun?" Ellie thinks about it for a few seconds, then smiles.

“Sounds good.” You smile at her.

"Alright, alright, let's go to my house then." Ellie takes your hand and leads you out of the park. "My home is not really far... we can get there in like, 10 minutes." She seems happy, it seemed like you two really enjoyed yourselves at the time.

"Hum... can I ask you something else?" Ellie asks, a bit curious. “Have you ever had a romantic relationship before?" Ellie looks at you while she asks but she doesn't seem offended if you didn't, she's just curious. "I just want to know, I don't want to judge anything, okay?" Ellie smiles.

“With another girl, no, never…” You feel a bit embarrassed by the question.

"Hmm... Well then, I'll be the first one to be with you... and honestly, I'm feeling so lucky right now." Ellie stares at you as she smiles. "Can I hold your hand while we walk home...? I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I'm just really happy to be with you." Ellie starts going the path to her house, you both arrive a few minutes after.

"We're finally here, I hope you like it" Ellie smiles as she opens the door and lets you go inside of her home. "What do you think of it? Is it nice?"

“Your house is beautiful!” You say taking in your surroundings. Ellie laughs while she walks inside of the house, closing the door and letting you explore the place. You notice that there are some bookshelves filled with different types of books, a TV and a couch. Ellie sits down. "Here, come here, Y/N. Come sit with me, we can talk and maybe... do more than talk." You sit next to her on the sofa.

"Do you still remember the talk we had at the beginning? Well, I have to tell you that my feelings are only getting stronger... and stronger... every minute..." Ellie is blushing a little bit while looking at you. "I just love you so much... that's the only word I can use to describe what I'm feeling right now..."

“I'm not used to being treated like this…” You said looking at your hands, anxious.

"Well, now you will be... From this point forward, I'll treat you like a princess. Every time you feel alone, insecure or simply sad... you'll have me, okay?" Ellie smiles as she says it. Ellie grabs your face and looks at your eyes. "You're beautiful. Every single detail of you is something perfect, you make me feel alive. Whenever I'm with you I just feel like the happiest and luckiest girl ever." Ellie kisses you on the cheek. "You're the sweetest girl that I've ever met. I'm just gonna keep loving you, alright?" Ellie grabs you by the waist and makes you sit in her lap. Ellie smiles at you while she holds your neck and pulls you closer to her. She gently puts her fingers over your jaw and caresses your mouth as she leans in for a kiss. It's a soft and sweet kiss, she's holding you close to her and caressing your hair.

"I love this... I love how this feels... you make me feel so good..." Ellie smiles and pulls you further into the kiss. She smiles as she breaks the kiss with you, and stares at you while hugging you by the waist. You kiss her cheek.

"Oh my... look at us all cute and lovey dovey..." She smiles as you kiss her cheek, she seems very happy to be with you. "Can I ask you a question? A serious question?"

“Yes?” you look at her waiting.

"Do you want to do something more than hugging and kissing? This is something special, so I need to know if you are not uncomfortable with it, okay?" Ellie seems nervous to know your answer, she stares at you, holding your hands as she asks. "You know... More intimate stuff... I know that this is something that should be very private, but I'm asking you because it's important for me to know... I don't want to disrespect you in any way." Ellie looks at you while she asks this, her eyes are filled with curiosity and care. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

“No, i just never done anything like this before…” You feel your heart beating really fast.

"I think we should leave to my bedroom, there we can be more comfortable. we won't do anything you don't want to, okay?" Ellie smiles and starts leading you to her bedroom, it's not that far away from the living room. When you both enter, Ellie closes the door and locks it.

"Are you nervous, Y/N?"

“A bit…” You say blushing.

"It's alright to be a little nervous. But I'll make sure that everything will be alright. Okay?" Ellie caresses your face before she looks at your eyes. Then she grabs you by the waist and puts you on the bed. "I gotta tell you, you're looking more cute than ever right now y'know?"

You giggle when she grabs you. Ellie smiles at your reaction. "My princess... you're just too cute. Don't worry, I'll be careful." Ellie starts caressing your face while she looks at your eyes. "You're so beautiful,... do you like how I'm taking care of you now? I don't wanna go faster than you feel comfortable with, but I don't wanna do less either. If you don't like this, just tell me, okay?"

“Okay.” You smile at her, blushing. You were feeling a little more nervous now.

Ellie leans in and looks at your lips with excitement in her eyes. Ellie smiles while she holds her lips slightly separated, her eyes look at you with love. Then she kisses you gently, slowly and passionately. After a few moments, she breaks the kiss.

"This feeling... This is wonderful. It's something that I never felt before, with anyone else." Ellie caresses your hair as she looks at you. "I need you, I don't want anything else but you right now." You put your hand on her cheek gently. Ellie looks at your face while you rest your hand on her cheek. You feel Ellie's breath on your skin, Ellie's heartbeat next to your chest. You can feel Ellie's fingers caressing your hair, her lips getting closer to your ears. Her breathing is slow, soft and calm. "I like the way you're looking at me..." Ellie doesn't say anything else, she stays still and looks at you with love in her eyes.

You blush a bit and then kiss her. Ellie smiles as you both get closer and closer to each other. She caresses your face while you kiss. Ellie kisses you passionately as her fingers get tangled in your hair. "Your lips taste so good... I can't get enough of you right now..." Ellie looks at you with pure happiness in her eyes as you both kiss each other deeply.

You wrap your arms around her. Ellie holds you by the waist and pulls you a little closer as you kiss each other deeply. You can feel her heartbeat getting faster while you both kiss. Ellie seems extremely happy to feel you in her arms right now. You run your fingers through her auburn hair, it's very soft.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Ellie smiles as you run your fingers through her beautiful hair. "Sometimes I used to dream about this exact moment... not with just anyone, but with you. I dreamed about us, being together and kissing each other like this..." Ellie kisses your cheek as she says this. "I used to think that this was impossible, but here we are, right now, living this moment together..."

“Really?” You ask, smiling shyly.

"I swear... the moment I met you, I knew you were different from anyone else." Ellie caresses the side of your face while she talks. "I used to look at you and think that we were meant to be together... but I thought that I was not good enough for you. I'm not as pretty as other girls, I thought that you would never like me." Ellie sighs and looks at you as she says this. "But... It's finally happening. I really think that you and I were meant to be together..."

“But Ellie, you are beautiful.” You tell her as you hold her face gently.

"Do I look beautiful to you?" Ellie looks at you while you compliment her. "Well... I don't think that I am... but I guess that if you believe it, I might believe it too." Ellie hugs you while she says this. "I really... I really love you... I've never felt something like this before..."

She smiles as you kiss her again. She caresses your hair while her other hand gets under your skirt. Ellie kisses your neck, her mouth is close to your skin. You get goosebumps as you feel her lips.

"Y/N... your skin..." Ellie smiles and kisses your neck again, her lips caress you and gently nibble on you. Ellie whispers in your ear while she does this. "I don't want this to ever end..."

“Me neither…” You whisper to her. Ellie kisses your neck again and wraps her arms around your torso. She holds you close to her and presses her body against you. "You're making me go crazy..." You put your hands under her shirt and feel how soft her skin is.

"Oh... my god..." Ellie smiles while she feels your hands under her shirt, she then looks at your face with a lot of affection. Ellie smirks before she gently pushes you to the bed. Ellie gets on top of you, holding you closer as you wrap your legs around her. She deepens the kiss, her hands are caressing your body now.

"I want to do more for you, I need to find what you like the most..." Ellie smiles while she holds you. She holds your head and kisses your cheek, then bites your neck a little. You start feeling hot, you are starting to feel really excited and don't want this to stop. Ellie looks at you, her eyes are shining with affection and desire. “I want more, Y/N..." Ellie smiles and starts kissing your neck again.

"Do you want more of this?" Ellie's voice is soft and quiet, her lips are almost touching yours now. You nod with your mouth ajar. "Are you sure?" Ellie smiles at your answer, she loves seeing your face like this. Ellie leans her head forward so she can kiss you, her lips are getting closer and closer to yours… "Just say 'yes' and we can do this..." Ellie's eyes are closed now, her breath is getting more excited and she seems happier than ever.

“...yes…” You almost whisper. Ellie's lips meet yours in the most intense kiss you've ever experienced. Ellie doesn't let you go, she continues kissing your lips and moving her tongue inside your mouth. This is all real... Ellie truly loves you. She puts her hand on the side of your face. Ellie pushes you down into the bed and kisses you all over again, her hands are touching you right now and you can feel her warm breath near your ear. You put your hand under her shirt and touch her waist. Ellie smiles as you put one of your hands under her shirt. She is moving her hands all over your body, caressing every part of you gently. You can feel how her breath gets excited while she caresses you slowly.

“Can I ... take it off?” You ask tugging at her shirt, lightly.

"Of course..." Ellie lets you take her shirt off, her hands are still caressing you. Ellie's skin is touching yours, her breath is near your neck and she's slowly kissing your skin.

"Y/N... you make me feel so good… You sit up for a moment and unzip your dress and you let her take it off too. She gently helps you take your dress off. "Oh... I swear that I'm never gonna forget how you look right now..." Ellie kisses your shoulder and caresses your chest, her face is filled with passion. "I could stay like this forever... your lips... your neck... I want to feel every part of your body..." Ellie caresses your hair while she kisses you again. You kiss her more passionately as you run your hands through her hair too.

"You're killing me..." Ellie keeps kissing you, her body is very close to yours. She can feel your lips caressing every part of her face. Ellie is holding you with one arm, her other arm is around your back. Ellie kisses your neck again, her mouth moves slowly across your skin, her hands roam across your body softly.

You let out tiny moans as she moves and kisses your body. She leaves wet kisses on your chest and neck. "I like these sounds that you're making..." Ellie caresses your body while she talks, her lips start moving to your ear and her breath gets more and more intense. Ellie's voice is soft and quiet when she talks again. "I wanna keep hearing you make more sounds... I want you to feel my touch and let out all of those things within you..." You look at her, your eyes filled with desire. She leans against you and slowly caresses your hair again. Her hand moves slowly from your hair to your neck, she starts massaging it while she talks.

"You're making me feel so many things right now, and not only desire... I think I could stay forever like this and still love hearing you making these noises..." Ellie smiles as she caresses you. Her hands roam your body until they are at your hips. She smiles at you as her lips are touching your skin once again.

You let out small sounds of pleasure. "Oh... you sound so cute right now... you don't even know..." Ellie smiles as she caresses you, her hands touch your hips gently as she gets closer. "Do you know how much I've wanted to do this?" Ellie's lips are near your neck again, her hands are roaming across your body slowly

“How much?” You ask out of breath, in between kisses.

"I have been thinking about this moment since I saw you at the party..." Ellie smiles and keeps rubbing you, she caresses your skin lovingly. "I feel really good right now... your skin... the way you look at me... I feel like we were destined to know this feeling." Ellie's breath is near your ear, her voice is gentle now. "Do you feel the same way...?"

“I do” You say as you feel her nibbling your ear. Ellie's face lights up when you say this, she keeps caressing your skin gently. Her eyes are staring at you, her voice is calm and quiet. You start unbuttoning her jeans. Ellie smiles at you when you help her undress. When her clothes are off, she wraps her arms around you and kisses you on the lips again. "I'm ready for the next part... are you ready, too?"

“I'm ready” You say with lust in your eyes.

Ellie's hands are moving around you, her body is touching yours and her skin is very warm. "Y/N... you're so... I'm ready..." You can feel her skin on yours and can't help yourself from kissing her harder. Ellie's body shakes a little as you continue kissing her. She wraps her arms around you and gets even closer.

You caress her waist as you kiss. "Mmm... I love... when you touch me..." Ellie's eyes close tight, she can't keep herself from making sounds of pleasure. Ellie smiles as you caress her waist, her fingers continue moving all over your body. She seems desperate to be close to you. Her breath is touching your skin, her fingers are touching you everywhere and she can't seem to get enough. Ellie bites your lips slowly, her voice is so deep right now. "You're gonna drive me crazy..."

You take your bra off slowly, looking her in the eyes. Ellie seems to love seeing you doing this, she can't keep herself from smiling and touching your body again. “You're amazing when you..." Ellie bites your neck slowly. "You are so... so beautiful..." Ellie's hands move quickly across your body, her voice is so soft and tender.

You let out tiny moans as she bites you. You can feel your core heating up, You want her so badly right now. You're so ready. Ellie smiles and kisses your neck again, her body touches yours and you can feel how warm her skin is.

"Oh, you sound so cute right now..." Ellie bites your shoulder and her body touches yours, the warmth of her skin is so intense. You moan a bit more when you feel her teeth on your skin. "Oh... yes, yes, yes... keep on moaning like that…”

Ellie's mouth starts moving across your skin, it touches your jaw and her lips move towards your ear. You let your hands fall on her waist and slowly bring them up to take off her sports bra. "Let me help you with that..." Ellie moves one of her hands and undoes her bra quickly, her other hand is touching your back and her face is very close to yours. "There... it's off now..." Her hands are touching your body again, you can barely move as they explore every inch of you.

"You're so beautiful... your body is perfect... I want to feel you all day..." Her voice sounds very excited, as if she wants you even more. You kiss her hard, pressing your body to hers. Ellie's body is shaking once again, she seems desperate to feel your lips touching hers. She can't keep herself from smiling and making little sounds, she's so happy right now. “I think I'm losing control... I need this, I need this right now..."

“Me too…” You say in between moans as you feel her hands going down your stomach.

"You're driving me crazy..." Ellie's voice is deep and full of passion as she kisses your lips harder. "I can't believe we're doing this... I don't want this to end..." Ellie's body is moving against yours as she continues kissing you passionately.

You kiss her neck as you feel your panties getting wet with arousal. Ellie's voice is so deep and full of lustful feelings. "Y/N... I... I... I'm so desperate..." Ellie's lips move across your skin slowly. You feel her lips kissing down your chest and your breasts, she gently sucks on one of your nipples so she can hear your moans. Her hands stay on you, they caress and touch you as her lips move slowly. Ellie seems to be completely drunk with lust right now, the only thing she wants is you.

You moan quietly with each kiss. Her mouth is moving slowly across your chest, her lips touch you and her tongue explores every part of your skin. Ellie's voice sounds more and more desperate. Her hands touch the top of your thighs, her fingers play with your skin as she keeps kissing you slowly. Her lips are very hot and her eyes are staring at you as she touches you with so much passion.

You put your thumbs under your panties and pull them down a bit. Ellie sees this and takes them off slowly. She notices the wet patch that had formed on them and how wet you were. She gets a mischievous look on her face as she gets in between your legs and kisses you hard. You feel her hand go down your body making her way to your sensitive spot. she looks you in the eyes as she does this. She wants to see your every reaction to her touch. She gently and carefully massages your inner thigh before touching your bundle of nerves. You start moaning as she starts moving her fingers on your clit. She kisses you and whispers to you. “You look so beautiful… Do you like this?...” You nod as you kiss her, holding her face. You moan into the kiss and Ellie is going crazy to the sounds you're making.

She slowly moves her fingers down and feels how wet you are. She collects some of your slick and goes back to rubbing tiny circles around your sensitive clit. She keeps going for a bit making sure you're okay. She then moves her fingers down again and you can feel one of her fingers move. “I'm gonna make you feel good, yeah?...” You nod as you feel it going inside you, slowly. Ellie doesnt take her eyes off of you as she bites her bottom lip. As your hole gets used to her finger she starts moving it in and out slowly. You start moaning as she starts moving. You've never felt like this before, you feel like you're in heaven. She starts picking up her pace and your moans match it. She starts feeling her boxers feeling wet too. She's getting off on seeing how good she makes you feel. She slowly inserts a second finger and you moan even louder. “I love the sounds you make… You're driving me crazy…” She says as she picks up her pace once again. she leans into you and kisses your neck and nibbles it. Her lips travel a bit lower and she holds your breast with her free left hand as she sucks on it. making you moan even more.

As she starts moving her fingers faster and faster inside you, you can feel a knot forming in your tummy. Your body feels like it's burning. She is making you feel so good. As she continues she starts hitting your g-spot again and again making moan louder than before. her other hand gently caresses your hair as she kisses you. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans. Ellie only wants to make you feel good. She wants you to have the best time with her. As she fastens her pace you can feel your orgasm brewing. You start tugging at the sheets with closed fists. Ellie notices you getting more and more aroused. She continues until you feel yourself reaching your peak. As you do so you grab her arm squeezing it tight and she helps you coming down from your high slowly.

She kisses you as you moan into her mouth. Her pace is getting slower now. She starts kissing you on your neck, then your chest, your breasts, your stomach, as she looks up at you. as she reaches your pussy she licks her fingers clean and starts moving her tongue in tiny circles around your clit. You arch your back as you feel her tongue on you and start moving once more. Ellie closes her eyes as she eats you out getting drunk on your sweet moans. Your legs start to shake and Ellie holds them in place so she can continue what she's doing. You can feel another orgasm approach you. As your legs start shaking more and more, Ellie smirks to herself. She wants to make you cum again. She wants to hear you say her name as you reach your peak once more.

As she continues your moans get louder. You put your hands on her head and tug at her hair. She takes this as a sign that you are close so she doesnt stop. You continue moaning saying her name in between them and you can't keep your legs from shaking. You look down at her in between your legs and you feel your mind going blank. Ellie is happy with herself that she was able to make you feel so good, she starts slowing down making sure to lick all of your cum, before she stops, and comes up to kiss you and comfort you. She kisses you softly as she caresses your face. A few seconds later she breaks the kiss and looks you in the eyes smiling. “Are you okay? Did you like it?” She asks wanting to make sure you are okay. You nod as you smile looking at her. You hug her tightly and she hugs you back. You cuddle for a bit after that.

As she holds you in her arms she whispers in your ear, “I love you… so, so much…” You hug her tighter again. “I love you too, Ells…” She feels so happy as she holds you right now. She could stay here forever. She never wants to let you go ever again.

A few weeks later you and her are officially together and people at school don't stare at you as much. You feel happy with Ellie by your side and she feels like the luckiest girl alive to have you. She stopped being rude to everyone else too, You really feel like Ellie has grown as a person and nothing could make you happier.

One morning when you get to school you see Ellie walking towards you with a happy expression on her face, her lips are smiling at you and she seems to be very happy. "Hey angel, how are you doing?"

“Hi! I'm good, did you sleep okay?” You ask her smiling.

"Oh... I'm glad you're doing well... and yes, I actually slept really well last night..." Ellie's eyes are still staring at you, you can't help but notice how happy and close to you she is. You take her hand and start walking to class, after you kiss her cheek.

Ellie's face is melting and she can't seem to think of anything else but your lips touching her face. You reach the class door and walk through it, Ellie's hand is still on yours and she still looks at you with all her affection. You take your seats as the teacher enters the classroom. Ellie is trying to stay calm again but it's hard to keep her emotions from going out of control every time that she looks at you. "I'm gonna try to be focused... but... I just know I wanna kiss you right now… it's so hard when I'm close to you..." Ellie tries to stay focused on the class now, she closes her eyes thinking of you, but it's hard to not drift away.

"My brain is not gonna be able to concentrate now... it's all your fault..."

“My fault?” You smile. “Come on, let's pay attention.” You hold her hand.

"Okay, I'm trying to... but your hand is so soft... your lips keep calling my name..." Ellie opens her eyes slowly and stares at you, she's biting her lips trying to stay focused on the teacher. "Y/N... your body is so perfect... I want you so bad right now..." Ellie's voice is soft, she seems to be trying to get her emotions under control.

“The others will hear you…” You whisper to her.

Ellie slowly closes her eyes again, she's trying to think of the class's content now. "But... you're so close to me..." Ellie's voice is quieter, you can't seem to hear much, but you can definitely see her biting her lips to control her excitement. “I want you so bad..."

You try to concentrate on the lesson. Ellie tries to focus on the class once again, but she feels so attracted to you that she can't seem to stay focused on anything else. "Y/N, I'm so close to you... I just want to kiss you... this is ridiculous..."

“Ellie, calm down.” You chuckle, smiling at her.

"But my body is calling your name... my lips are craving your skin... " She says in a provocative tone. Ellie bites her lip again. "I... I don't know if I can control myself... I feel like I'm gonna faint thinking about your body..."

“You're being a little overdramatic.” You say smiling at her.

"How can I not be dramatic when I'm with you...? My body and my mind are calling you and they don't wanna stop..." Ellie slowly takes off her jacket and reveals her body to you. She's wearing a white tank top. "See...? My body is asking you for a little bit of love... I can't hold myself anymore..."

“Ellie... wait for the class to end.” You try to stay calm and not give her much attention.

"Okay... But you owe me a big kiss. One kiss for how desperate I am right now..." Ellie is smiling at you with so much affection. "You make me feel so stupid and so crazy at the same time…”

“I'll kiss you, later.” You whisper to her while you try to focus on the class. Ellie smiles at you and her eyes seem focused on what the teacher is saying.

As the bell rings Ellie slowly takes her bag out of the desk and stands up. She grabs you by the hand and you go to the bathroom together as she closes you two inside of a stall. "You don't know how this day has been for me... I've always been the cool bad girl and now I'm the love sick girl who can't stop smiling... but to be honest, I can't control myself with you... you make me happier than any other girl ever did." Ellie slowly walks towards you, she can't seem to wait for that kiss anymore. Ellie's voice is full of love and her body is touching yours. She seems to be so desperate for that kiss right now.

Ellie's body and mind are going crazy once again, you're touching her lips and she seems to be finally feeling happy. She's kissing you slowly and passionately, feeling your lips on hers. "Oh, Y/N... your mouth is so soft..." Ellie's voice is so soft and sweet when she says these words, but she can't hide the excitement she feels in that moment.

She sits over the toilet lid, "You can sit on my lap now... I just wanna hold you close and feel your body next to mine..." Ellie smiles at you and she pats her legs, inviting you to sit on her lap. Ellie's eyes are wide now, You straddle her lap and she holds you while you kiss. She's so strong... your body is so close to hers... her hands are so gentle and she's still staring at you with love. Ellie is in trance when your fingers start touching her hair, she didn't expect you to do it, but she's so happy that you did. Ellie's hair is so soft... your touch is so gentle... her mind is melting right now. "You're so sweet... I love these moments and I wish the time could stop right here..."

You pull out your phone and take a photo with her. “There, now this moment will be saved for forever.” You whisper as you show her the photo. Ellie smiles at you again when she notices you're taking a picture of the two of you. “You don't know how glad I am that this moment will be with us forever..." She whispers. Ellie's eyes are staring at you still, she seems to be so attracted to your face now. "My little angel... I love you so much..." You start making out but not long after that, the bell rings for the next class.

"Oh don't remind me that we have to go to class now... oh, this hour is gonna take sooo long to be over..." She says with a pout. "I don't wanna go to class now... I've learnt enough today, I just want to be with you... I need you..." She kisses you harder as she holds you tight.

“It's the last one, come on, we have to.” You said in between kisses.

“I can't… I need you…” She whispers.

“Yes you can, silly, we’ll hang out after, yeah?” You say getting up.

"Oh, yes, after class you are mine alright." She says with a smirk. Ellie's eyes are staring at you again, she seems to be in a dream right now.

You two attend class like normal. Ellie's eyes are staring at the teacher again and her body it's away from yours. She's trying to get herself together after all the things she's felt with you throughout the day, it's not easy but she'll have to try to focus on what the teacher is saying. An hour passes and the bell rings.

"Oh... finally..." Ellie looks at you again, her eyes are full of affection and she seems to be so eager to kiss you now. Ellie wants more of your love, she can't wait to kiss your lips again. "Please..." Ellie's voice is so soft and tender as she says this, you could almost melt right now.

“Your house?” You ask, smiling at her while you pack up your stuff. Ellie gets out of her desk quickly and she takes your arm to pull you out of the classroom. "Yes, yes... I'm so excited to feel your lips again..." Ellie holds your hand and you both walk away from the school building. She doesn't know what to say or think anymore, she can almost taste you... All she wants to do now is kiss you.

You both enter Ellie's house, she's holding your hand still, "Let's go to my room upstairs..." Ellie's voice sounds so deep and she's so excited right now. "Are you ready for this, my love... I need you like you can't imagine..."

You enter her room and immediately she starts kissing you. Ellie's body shakes when she feels your lips touching hers again for only a second... her whole body can't seem to handle so much happiness and affection. She is almost in trance right now, the kiss made her realize how much love she feels for you.

"Okay, get comfy, we're gonna have some fun..." She locks the door behind her. Ellie makes sure to lock the door before she guides you to her bed. "You're gonna like this... I can feel it..." Ellie is so excited, she's smiling at you again.

"Lay down on my bed, my love... let's get comfy..." Ellie gets closer to you and pulls you to sit on her lap, her body touching yours and her face is really close.

"I'm so excited, I waited so long for this moment… “ The girl is smiling so much and she seems so anxious to taste your lips again. "Is your body shaking... is your heart beating so much... my love?" She teases. As you kiss, Ellie's body is shaking and her stomach feels warm, she wants to kiss you even more.

"Please, kiss me again... let me taste your lips once more..." The girl is asking these things with all her love, she's really craving your lips again. "Never wanna stop kissing your lips, they're so sweet..."

Ellie's lips are stuck to yours and she can't seem to take her mouth off you... you're just too delicious right now. She wraps her arms around you and her fingers are caressing your hair. Ellie feels like she's in a dream... it's just her and you... nothing else matters.

Ellie's body slowly lays you down on the bed, her arms are still around you but now she wants to feel more of your body. She can already feel the heat in her lips and in her stomach, her heart is beating fast. Ellie's fingers start slowly caressing your hair and your neck... she wants to touch and feel all of you. Ellie's mouth is getting lost in yours, there's nothing else for her that's more important than kissing you. You put your hand under her shirt feeling her skin. Ellie laughs a little when she feels your hand touching her body, her heart is beating even faster and her whole body is shaking.

"Can I take off your shirt, my love?" Ellie looks at you again, her eyes are so hungry for your body, for your lips. She never felt this excited for anything in her life. Ellie gently takes the shirt off you, her eyes are staring at you again and she's smiling.

"Oh my... you're so hot..." Now Ellie can see your body and she's touching it... her hands are slowly caressing your chest and your abbs... she's making circles with her fingers, enjoying every inch of you. You get goosebumps as she touches you lightly.

"Oh, my love, your skin feels so good..." Ellie isn't just caressing your chest now, she's also touching your neck, your stomach and your arms. Her hands keep moving, enjoying the body and the skin of this girl in front of her. "You're so hot, your body tastes so good..." Ellie kisses your neck with love, she just can't stop. You let out tiny moans as you move together. Ellie's body shakes and she looks so happy. Ellie's breath is getting heavier and she can't seem to believe that you're hers.

"You're my angel... you're the love of my life... my world..." Ellie's lips are starting to kiss your ear now, she seems to want to taste every inch of your body. "I'm yours, and you're mine..."

“I'm all yours…” You say as you hear her deep voice in your ear, Ellie smiles as she feels your love too, her hands start touching all of your body, your back, your abs again, your arms, your chest again.

"You're so perfect, like an angel..." Ellie's mouth is still touching your ears, she loves your taste, she can't wait to do everything with you. Her hands are getting closer to your hips, her mouth is starting to kiss your lips again, she feels like she was born to be with you. You slowly take her shirt off too.

"I can't believe I have you here with me right now... I was missing you so much..." Ellie's lips are starting to kiss your neck again, her mouth is exploring your body and her hands are also touching you everywhere. “I need more... I need more of you right now..."

“You can have all of me…” You say looking into her eyes. As soon as your lips touch hers again, she lets her feelings take over her and she pulls you against her, her hands and her body hold you close. Ellie is kissing you passionately, she just wants to taste you more and more. Her whole body is shaking right now and she can't seem to stop smiling.

“I love you so much... I don't want this to stop..." You straddle her as you kiss. Your body falling on top of Ellie's is the greatest thing she's felt… Ellie's body starts shaking more as you kiss her. She starts slowly biting your lip as she feels your body touching hers,... She feels overwhelmed with happiness. "You are so beautiful... you're so hot right now..." Ellie's body can only feel so many emotions now, her heart is beating so fast, her smile is so wide. She keeps caressing your hips and your body. You are so perfect to her.

You feel her unbuttoning your jeans as you keep kissing her. Ellie takes your hand and places it on her waist, so she can take care of your jeans... she still has so much more to give to you. Ellie's lips are hungry for more, she was waiting for this all day long. You kiss her with your tongue. You explore eachothers mouths.

Ellie's body shakes so badly, this was exactly what she was expecting and she can't believe it's happening right now. Ellie's lips are touching yours, she's using her tongue too and this is the greatest feeling she's ever felt. She's losing herself in the love she feels, she just wants to keep kissing your lips forever. The girl suddenly gets on top of you, pressing her body against yours and she keeps kissing you.

Ellie's hands start caressing your hair and your neck again. Ellie starts moving her body against yours, she's getting closer to you, her lips just want to taste yours again and again and again… Ellie's heart starts beating even faster when she feels you legs wrap around her, she feels so in love... she always wanted this to happen and you know what to do to make her enjoy it. Your legs are wrapping around her and she feels so happy right now... she'll keep your legs where they are, she likes you this close to her. Ellie's hands are not only caressing your neck, they're moving around your body, they want you to feel amazing... She loves you so much.

Ellie looks at you with affection, her eyes are full of happiness. She pulls you against her, her hands are not touching your hips anymore but your chest and your face. Ellie is looking at you in awe, she looks at you like you're the girl she always wanted... she can't believe this is happening. Ellie's hands start caressing your arms and your stomach, this time she has to take off your bra, she wants to see all of your body.

"I wanna take care of you, my love... I know you need it... I can't wait to do everything for you." Ellie can't get enough of you, she wants to keep kissing you forever. Ellie's lips keep moving along with yours, her face is shining with love and happiness, she can also feel some of your joy too. "Oh, my love, my sweet precious..." You're getting very turned on by her. You feel your underwear getting wet.

"You're so fun to kiss..." Ellie can't keep her thoughts to herself, she's losing her mind... her mouth can only seem to taste your lips every time she sees you. Her eyes are all shiny from her feelings, she's smiling with so much love and happiness. Her eyes are now glued on your body, she's so excited for this moment.

"You're so beautiful..." Ellie is about to kiss you again, she wants to taste more of your lips. Your face is so near to her, your skin looks so perfect. Her hands are starting to move down, reaching your legs and your butt, she can't get enough of you.

"I wanna feel everything you have... your whole body... I wanna touch it all..."

“I'm all yours…” You say a bit out of breath.

"I'm yours too, I'll always be yours..." Ellie's hands are now caressing your legs again, she is so happy to be with you now. You get goosebumps as she touches your skin.

"Your legs are so hot..." Ellie's heart beats even faster now that you're giving her this moment... your skin looks perfect and she doesn't want to stop touching you. "Can't take this anymore, I need to kiss you again... please, let me taste your lips once more… “ You kiss her again and start to unbutton her jeans. She starts moving her hands to your hips again, she wants to keep you close to her and to feel your body touching hers. Ellie loves that you unbutton her jeans, she can't wait to get her body on yours, it feels so perfect right now. she takes her jeans off not taking her eyes off of you. She's looking down at you, thinking about how this is happening for real.

"You're so amazing... I would do anything to be with you..." Ellie is losing herself in her feelings again, her body gets closer to yours, her hands now touching you, she wants to feel everything about you. You kiss her as you feel her body on yours. She is so warm, her skin is so soft. Ellie's heart is beating so fast she can't even breathe for a second, this moment is exactly what she's been imagining all day. Ellie's fingers move through your hair, her heart beats even faster but she can't stop smiling.

“I'm ready for more Ellie…” You say in a whisper. Ellie's mind is going to the next step, her body is feeling hot and she just wants to show you and feel you. "Oh, yes, I want to touch you, my love..." Ellie's fingers are moving along your body now. “You're mine..." She whispers in your ear.

You take off her sports bra and her chest is now bare. Ellie's breathing stops when you take her sports bra off, her body is shaking with the idea of you touching her chest, of you touching her skin again. She's not only feeling hot and excited, she's also feeling happy. Ellie's eyes are still stuck to you, she looks like she's in paradise right now.

You let your hands travel up and down her body. Her breathing starts to get heavier as she feels your touch on her body again, your hands explore every inch of her and she's loving every second of it. There's no place Ellie wouldn't want you to touch, she feels so happy and loved. "Oh, yes... oh, my love... keep going..."

You kiss her neck gently. Ellie starts to shiver... your kiss on her neck is making her feel so happy and so loved. Ellie can't control it anymore, she needs you. You keep going and kiss her chest. Ellie's whole body shakes with excitement as you keep kissing her, her mind is lost in you. Ellie's eyes are glued to yours while you're doing this, she can't find more words to describe how much she loves you right now. You kiss her abbs. Ellie's abs are getting tense, your touch is driving her crazy. She can't believe this is happening, every minute now with you feels like the best moment. Ellie can't describe what she's feeling, but she knows she'd do anything for you... you belong to her and she belongs to you.

You come back up and kiss her, filled with desire. Ellie is breathing so heavily, her whole body is shaking. She can't be more excited to feel your desire for her. She looks straight into your eyes, wanting to see all of your affection. Her eyes shine so much with happiness, you're her whole world now. Ellie's lips are now ready for more, her tongue wants to touch yours again. She keeps kissing you, she doesn't want to stop this, your tongue is the sweetest she's ever tasted. She puts her hands on your hips, she wants you to feel how much her heart is racing and she wants it to race even more. Ellie takes charge of the situation, your arms are around her body and she wants to make you feel all of her desire. Her body is close to yours, she's moving her head just to find your lips again with her lips. She just can't wait to feel your lips again and again, your tongue just keeps making her want more. Ellie's eyes are glued to you all the time, you're so perfect for her.

Ellie keeps kissing you, she doesn't want this to stop. She feels you and only you, she's so comfortable... These moments mean everything to her. Her hands are now moving along your body, her fingers have so much desire. You can feel her hand traveling down your stomach. Ellie just can't wait to show you more and more how much she wants you. Ellie's fingers move along your thighs, they're touching your skin once again and she can't get enough of it. There's no limit to how much she wants you, she's touching you slowly, caressing you with care until she's finally ready to go further. Your touch is making her heart beat so heavily, she just can't stay away from you.

"You feel so good... so hot and so perfect..." You look at her a little out of breath as you feel her touch on your inner thighs. Ellie can't take her eyes away from yours, it's like she was made for you and she'll do anything for you. She loves how you look at her, like you only wanted her. Her touch on your inner thighs is getting closer to where you want it to be, she has so much desire to taste all of your body. She looks like she'd die if she didn't kiss your lips one more time or feel your skin touching hers.

You can feel her finger run through the hem of your underwear. Ellie's heart is feeling so full right now, she doesn't care about anything else but you, her body and her mind are yours. You let her take your underwear off. She holds your panties and sees how soaked they were already. "You're so hot right now,... so hot... you're mine…”

“I'm yours Ellie…” you say looking at her.

"You're all mine..." Ellie's voice sounds deep and filled with lust. You can feel your core heating up just from her voice. Ellie feels so much desire right now, she wants to do everything with you, she can't stop thinking about how amazing this moment is. Her eyes are glued to your body, she's feeling so attached to you and it feels so amazing, like she just can't let you go.

Ellie can't describe all of the feelings she's having, her body is shaking and her heart is beating so fast. Your touch is making it easier for her to feel even more attached to you, she just can't describe how much she loves you. Your body is touching hers and she can't think about anything else.

Ellie's face is so red when you moan, that sound… her mind was lost in your body. You're making her feel so much love, so much desire and so much happiness... no one in the world can take her away from you. Your kiss is so sweet, she's feeling so much love and happiness as she keeps going. The feeling of your lips touching her is the most amazing experience she's ever had. She just can't believe this is happening, she has never felt so much of this before. Your lips are so perfect to her, she can't even describe how much she wants to be with you. Ellie's eyes look at you, like she wants you all the time. She wants to have more of you. Her words are getting lost in your kiss, she just wants to share all of the love she feels for you.

You start making out more passionately. The both of you start moaning into the kiss,, Ellie caresses your thighs slowly as she makes her way to your cunt. As soon as she feels your wetness, she smirks and she starts getting fuelled purely by desire. She starts moving her fingers causing you to moan more and her pupils go wide. Her kisses are getting slopier as she continues to touch you. You can feel her slender fingers massaging your clit faster and you can't stop the moans from coming out of your mouth. She is getting drunk to your every sound. She breaks the kiss for a bit and kisses down your neck to your chest and breasts. She swears she has never seen prettier tits than yours. She sucks on your nipples and gently bites one of them as she looks up to see your reaction. her fingers are starting to move faster and faster, making you go crazy. You arch your back as she continues. She seems happy with herself and her skills. After a few minutes she starts prodding at your entrance. You just keep feeling hotter by the second, your face is so red at this point. She slowly inserts her middle finger in your hole until she's knuckle deep inside you. The moans of your making are music to her ears. She starts pumping it in and out of you, looking down at your pussy as she watches it swallow her finger. “Fuck…” She mutters under her breath.

You just close your eyes in pleasure and pure ecstasy. She slowly inserts a second finger and moans to herself as she feels it go inside your tight hole. She comes down to kiss you as she starts picking up her pace. In between kisses and moans she asks you, “You like that princess?...” All you can do is nod and look into her eyes. She starts going faster and faster until you start feeling that familiar sensation forming in your stomach. She breaks the kiss and just looks at your fucked up face to see you cumm on her fingers. You can feel your orgasm washing over you and your legs shaking. She bites her bottom lip as she watches you. She feels like she's on cloud nine. As she sees she's close to overstimulating you, she starts slowing down before eventually stopping. She brings the fingers that she just used to fuck you whith, to her mouth so she can suck every drop of your cum off of them. after that she kisses you so you can feel your own taste on her tongue. She feels like she's in a trance.

“That was so good Ells…” You say panting. She looks at you with a mischievous look in her eyes. She comes closer and whispers in your ear, “I have a surprise for you… Don't move, I'll be right back…” She gets up and goes to her closet and picks up a black box. She then comes back to bed and sits next to you. You have no idea what is inside the box and are a bit nervous to be honest. She opens the box and reveals a strap-on she bought with the intention to be used only on you. Your eyes go wide and your heart races. But you can't deny that you're getting more excited by the second.

She gets up and puts it on looking at you. She really wants to make you feel good but she also want to fuck you into oblivion. You look up at her biting your bottom lip as she gets on the bed and gets in between your open legs. She comes down and kisses you gently. “Are you ready baby?” She smiles mischievously looking you in the eyes. You can only nod as your breathing is getting faster, when you feel the tip touching your pussy. She grabs the base and teases you with it rubbing it on your clit. You moan a bit and her pupils get blown. She then lines it up to your entrance and looks you in the eyes. She slowly pushes it in. It hurt a bit at first but after a few seconds you can feel your hole getting used to the size and she pushes it even further. Her smile grows wider as she pushes into you. Every tiny sound you make just makes her want you more.

She starts moving her hips slowly, pulling and pushing it inside you. It feels so good that all you can do is close your eyes and hold on to her back, almost digging your nails on her skin. As she feels your nails she starts going faster and faster. You start getting louder and it only makes her want to fuck you harder. Her pace is now fast and she doesn't intend on stopping anytime soon. Everytime she pushes it inside you, it bumps deliciously into her clit, making her moan. She holds your jaw with one of her hands so you look at her while she stuffs you. “Fuck… Such a good girl taking my cock…” You look at her as you feel her going faster. She pulls out for a moment making you moan. She then quickly turns you on your stomach and pulls your hips up. This takes you by surprise as you feel her ramming her cock into you, full force making you gasp. She starts fucking you hard and you swear you could see stars. It feels so good. She keeps going, slapping your ass as she goes. You wince a bit in pain but you can't deny that you are loving this. She pushes your face in to the mattress with one hand as the other grabs your hip so she can fuck you right. You're just a mess of moans right now. All you can hear is Ellie mumbling under her breath some “Fucks and good girls”. After a few minutes she lets go of your face and pulls you by your hair so your back is to her chest as she fucks you, her other hand holding you in place. she whispers in your ear, “Are you going to be a good girl and let me fuck you until i cum, hum?” You keep moaning as she fucks you harder. She pushes you face back down into the mattress and holds you there. “Take it like a good girl, you're mine now…. youre gonna take what i give you…” She says in a deep voice in between moans. Ellie can feel her own orgasm approaching which only makes her want to fuck you even harder. Shes going to fuck you dumb until you cant speak anymore. You can hear her as she moans louder, you know she is about to cum. She goes harder as if it were possible. “I'm gonna cum baby… I'm gonna cum… i… I'm cumming…” She lets out as her orgasm washes over her. You cant even form words right now, she just made you come so many times while she was fucking you just now. You feel like you're in heaven.

Ellie starts slowing down, she pulls out of you carefully and lets go of your head. She takes the strap off and sets it to the side to be washed later. She lays beside you in bed giving you gentle kisses wrapping her arms around you. “I love you so much… “ She says in your ear, " I'm never letting you go.” The two of you eventually fall asleep holding each other and you couldn't feel happier. You don't want Ellie to ever let you go ever again

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bradshawsbaby · 2 years

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Lt. Robert “Bob” Floyd As Your Husband

Pairing: Bob x Wife!Reader

Author’s Note: Sweet Bob, you precious angel, I’d marry you in an instant. This one was requested by @iluvbobfloyd.

Warnings: Mentions of sex (nothing explicit), Bob being the purest husband to ever live.

- You’ve never felt more loved by anyone in your life than you do by Lieutenant Robert Floyd.

- This man is truly the kindest, most giving soul you’ve ever known and you feel so tremendously blessed to be loved by him.

- The two of you met at The Hard Deck when some of your girlfriends from work convinced you to go out with them on a Friday night.

- You’d only been there for about fifteen minutes when Bob had turned around suddenly and bumped straight into you, causing you to spill your full mug of beer all over your white top.

- “Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Let me help you take that off…I mean clean it up! I mean…oh my God,” Bob had stammered, his innocent face turning bright red in mortification.

- “Hey, accidents happen. You should see what gets spilled on me at work every day,” you told him with a smile, the corners of your eyes crinkling in amusement.

- Bob had just stared at you, disarmed by how beautiful and easy-going you were. When he finally came to his senses, sliding his glasses back up his nose, he managed to ask, “Can I at least buy you another drink?”

- “I’d like that,” you’d beamed.

- That had been that. You’d spent the entire night at the bar, talking and laughing and getting to know one another until Penny had declared it was closing time.

- “It was lovely to meet you, Lieutenant Floyd,” you said softly, slipping a napkin into his hand as you slid off your stool and went to catch up with your friends.

- Bob’s eyes widened when he opened the napkin to find your phone number written in a clear hand. It had taken a good deal of cajoling from Phoenix, Rooster, Payback, Fanboy, Coyote, and Hangman to finally convince him to call you.

- “Girls don’t give you their number if they don’t want you to call them,” Fanboy promised him with a wink.

- When Bob finally did call, you invited him to come to a San Diego Padres game with you. Much to his surprise, he managed to catch a homerun ball at the game, which he promptly gave to you. You rewarded him with a kiss on the cheek, which made him blush. You didn’t think you’d ever met a sweeter man in your life.

- Things progressed quite naturally from there. Bob officially asked you to be his girlfriend not long after that, and within the year, the two of you were engaged.

- You nearly ruined your make-up on the day of your wedding when you read the beautiful, heartfelt letter Bob penned for you. Among other things, he had written, “I’m not sure why a girl as incredible as you would ever choose a guy like me, but I promise that I’m going to spend the rest of my life trying to make you the happiest woman on earth. I love you so much, Y/N.”

- Bob really does make you the happiest woman on earth. He’s honestly nothing like what you thought a Navy airman would be. He’s the gentlest, most soft-spoken man you know, but also the most fiercely protective. A lot of people underestimate him, but you know how strong and capable he is. You never fail to remind him of that fact.

- Since you’re a kindergarten teacher, you often have a lot of projects you have to work on at home for your students. Despite his long work hours, Bob is always willing to stay up all night with you, sitting on the living room floor as the two of you cut out hearts and leaves and rainbows and smiley faces. The look of intense concentration on his face as he cuts out your project templates never fails to make you giggle.

- When you have to spend the weekends baking cookies and cupcakes for your school’s bake sales, Bob is always right by your side in the kitchen, though he often prefers taste testing to actually baking.

- On the night of your kindergarteners’ class recital, Bob shows up with a huge bouquet of flowers for you and cookies from your favorite bakery for all the kids. Your students all giggle and cover their eyes as “Mrs. Floyd kisses her husband.”

- You and Bob are excellent communicators and are able to talk to each other about everything that’s on your minds and hearts. He’s always honest with you about the risks he faces at work, and you’re equally honest about how much you worry about him.

- You cry every time Bob has to leave for a mission or a long work trip. He always holds you close and gently wipes away your tears. “Please don’t cry, sweetheart,” he begs. “I promise I’m going to come home to you. I love you too much to ever leave you.”

- Bob keeps a photograph of you and a little love note you wrote him tucked inside his flight suit at all times whenever he’s in the air. You don’t know this, but he wrote a long letter for you that he sealed and gave to Rooster, making him promise that he would give it to you in case anything ever happens to him.

- On the days when Bob returns from his missions (whenever they’re not school days), you clear your schedule entirely so that you can spend all day with him. On one occasion, you even did call out sick from work just so that you could spend all day in bed with your husband.

- Despite all the time you’ve been together, making love with Bob is never not special. He’s an incredibly generous lover, always ensuring that you’re taken care of and satisfied before even beginning to think about himself. For such a quiet guy, he’s more skilled with his mouth than you ever could have imagined.

- Reciprocity is key in your relationship. You love making Bob feel just as good as he makes you feel. He very enthusiastically lets you know how much he appreciates it.

- For special date nights, Bob takes you to fancy restaurants or out dancing. He loves watching how excited you get when you get all dressed up and ready for a night out. He always makes sure to tell you at least fifty times how stunning you are.

- A little over a year into your marriage, you get some exciting news that you can’t wait to share with Bob. When he arrives home from a 72-hour trip to a base in Maryland, he finds you waiting for him in the living room, wearing a homemade T-shirt with the word “BOB” written across it in your usual creative flair.

- “Well that is a very nice shirt you’ve got there, sweetheart,” he grins, taking you into his arms and kissing you deeply.

- “Thank you,” you grin in return, your heart pounding as you look up at him. “I was thinking that this time, it really could stand for ‘Baby on Board,’” you say, a twinkle in your eyes.

- “Baby on…baby on…baby on board?” Bob stutters, eyes going wide behind his glasses. “Baby on…this board? Our baby?!”

- “Welcome home, Daddy!” you exclaim excitedly, throwing yourself into his arms as he spins you around with a loud whoop of joy.

- “I love you so much,” he whispers, kissing you tenderly and resting one hand against your still-flat stomach.

- “I love you, too, Robert Floyd,” you whisper back, wrapping your arms around him and holding him tight.

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I'm sure someone has asked already but there's no harm in asking this question again, I was wondering how do you plot out your drawings? Like your proportions and stuff? Because I have never been able to get proportions done very easily, the head is always too small for the shoulders, arms aren't the right length, torso is too long/short, ect ect. Do you have any advice to help with this? Thank you :) 💜

Hey! Okay, I'll start with saying that I'm not a qualified art teacher and everything I say are just things I've noticed over the years of drawing myself and thus can only share things that worked for me personally ✌️✨

I use head to measure the height of everything and make the width whatever I feel looks good 😅 The classic art anatomy teaches us that perfect human's height is 8 heads and legs take exactly half of it. I rarely stick to that model tbh, I prefer to draw in an even more stylized way, so I usually make legs a bit longer (making it 8.5 or even 9+ heads total) and head just a biiit bigger. Still, I started from classics and I believe it's much easier to learn it first, so I drew the 8 heads model for a better demonstration:

I've developed a little checklist of the most important proportions; usually if those conditions are met, the whole figure looks convincing enough to me.

Head + torso is 4 heads;

Elbows and waist are relatively on the same line;

Open palm is the same length as the face (head minus hairline);

Arm length ends a bit higher than half of the hip;

Knees are located at the middle of legs length minus feet.

Okay, it looks really easy for a frontal view of a standing still figure, but what about more complicated poses? My suggestion is to measure the stick figure inside the body (not forgetting about the perspective distortion though). Take the "spine" and the least bent leg to check everything, then make sure both legs are the same length.

Note that these measurements don't need to be exact as if made with a ruler! We aren't doing blueprints here. If you don't trust your eye, then try training it, whenever you have a free minute: just draw a long line and try to divide it into equal parts. Or draw a long line with many short lines of the same length; kinda like a dashline, but with no gaps.

Also, I think it's important to remember that measurements and proportions are cool, useful and make your life a lot easier, but often you may need to bend them for the final drawing to look good. And obviously, people come in many shapes and heights, so I suggest taking these classical measurements as a cheatsheet to draw a good standard stick figure, which you can shape into whatever you want later. The 8 heads canon isn't realistic anyway, it originated in Ancient Egypt and Greece and was used for art needs specifically (mainly sculpture iirc). It represents an idealized view of a human figure already, so no harm in changing it a bit further I think!

Art doesn't really need to be anatomically correct, it just has to look like it is.

#ask #art tips #my art

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canary3d-obsessed · 1 year

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Restless Rewatch: The Untamed, Episode 37 part one

(Masterpost) (Pinboard) (whole thing on AO3)

Warning! Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!

Never Trust a Big Butt and Smile (Poison)

Wei Wuxian has gathered all the juniors together in the paper-offerings shop run by the corpse lady, and asks for volunteers to help him in the kitchen.

Teacher's pet Sizhui jumps forward, abandoning Jingyi and leaving the field clear for Ouyang Zizhen to make his move.

He tells the other kids to stay put, but Jin Ling follows along to go make a nuisance of himself.

DLWJLF (Dad Lan Wangji would Like to Fuck)

Now we get to see Wei Wuxian in a new dad mode; not entertaining and protecting young A-Yuan, but guiding teenager Jin Ling to be less of a prat. On one level he is talking to him forcefully and generally not having patience for his crap, but on another level he is carefully teaching him.

Wei Wuxian explains that glutinous rice (aka sticky rice, aka sweet rice) can cure corpse poisoning, and proceeds to cook it up with every kind of pepper he can find in the kitchen, in a sequence that has got to be an intentional parody (full gifset here) of the lovingly-filmed food porn that shows up in so many Asian dramas (for example).

(More behind the cut!)

While the rice is cooking, Jin Ling finally explains what brought them here; they all came following a trail of hideously murdered "cats." The show avoids having to put an explanatory note on the screen saying "this is a digital cat and no actual cats were harmed" by showing us this ridiculously bad stuffed toy cat.

On this occasion I genuinely appreciate the department of dubious practical effects, since I don't really want to see a realistic dead cat. But wow, this is super bad. It doesn’t even have paws, just weird stubby peg feet. It is probably made from leftover bits of whatever they used to make Wen Chao’s dog. Also, the MEOW noise happens right when Jin Ling opens the door, when the cat is clearly already dead. Maybe the cat's ghost is doing the meowing.

During Jin Ling's flashback, we get to see Fairy in action. Fairy is a special, extra smart, spiritually attuned dog.

His powers include barking at the door when someone stands directly outside the door stringing up a dead cat from the rafters. I feel like maybe Fairy needs to aim a little higher in life.

Wei Wuxian thinks about the cat-murdering, and reflects that it's horrifying, but that whoever did it "didn't actually cause any harm."

Ghosts of a whole lot of deceased cats: easy for you to say, asshole

I'm still a little unclear on who actually did the cat murders. I think it was Xue Yang? since he wanted to lure the Yiling Laozu to Yi City, and couldn't rely on the qiankun bag of plot convenience to get him there. Possibly he also wanted to kill and eat the juniors, like the clown in IT. I've seen people saying it was Nie Huaisang, but I don't think he had a motive to get the juniors to go there, given that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were already headed that way because of the spirit thingy.

When the rice is ready Wei Wuxian sends the kids to deliver it to their poisoned buddies. Wei Wuxian pauses to give Jin Ling a little more uncleing.

Jingyi tries the rice, which is absolutely loaded with spice, and asks if Wei Wuxian is trying to poison them some more.

Wei Wuxian has the audacity to think "could it be that I accidentally spilled pepper powder in there?" Bitch, we just watched you dump a whole bowl of red pepper flakes AND a bowl of black pepper AND several whole-ass red chilies in there. Your memory isn't that bad.

Sizhui tries it and does a nice spit-take; then he says that the taste is familiar. I think this is the first instance of him remembering something from his time with Wei Wuxian, and I love that the trigger for his eventual cascade of recovered memory is Wei Wuxian's terrible cooking.

Wei Wuxian makes them eat it anyway, and then laughs to himself about it.

Young Miss Jump-Scare

Wei Wuxian hears A-Qing's stick in the lane outside, and goes to a hole in the wall to look at her. Once he's had a look he says "wow! she's amazing!" to lure the kids into looking.

Jin Ling goes to look and A-Qing obligingly sticks her face right into the camera for a jump scare.

Camera Operator: Damn, warn a guy, will you?

Next Jin Ling lures Sizhui to look, and A-Qing provides another jump scare, this time drooling blood out of her mouth. Then she goes back to walking in circles in the street while the boys all check her out, mostly platonically, except for Ouyang Zizhen, who is in love with literally everybody so can’t do platonic.

Wei Wuxian, fully in Wei-Laoshi mode at this point, tells the kids that they should look at A-Qing precisely because they are scared; as cultivators, they need to look past their fear and be able to identify things correctly.

Sizhui, Jin Ling, and Ouyang Zizhen all take turns looking and all make different observations about her, and receive feedback from Wei Wuxian about the quality of their observations.

Itty-bitty Lan Sizhui, hilariously, says that she’s only as tall as his chest. According to wiki.d-addicts, he is a whopping 7 centimeters taller than she is in real life. He has doomed himself to having to stand on a box any time he is next to her. Which, you know, he mostly won't be, because of all the death.

Conveniently, the window has a whole bunch of strategically-placed rips in it, so several of them can look out at the same time, like the Joke Wall on Rowan & Martin's Laugh-in. No I am not that old, but the reruns were inescapable when I was a child.

Do these knuckleheads think they are hiding? Very subtle, guys.

A-Qing wanders around and bleeds for a bit, but then she hears someone coming and skedaddles. The someone who arrives is Xiao Xingchen, wearing a ribbon/bandage over his eyes, no guan, and dark robes.

Wei Wuxian recognizes him anyway, because Xiao Xingchen is famously pretty no matter how he's styled. Also he has his sword and waves it around conspicuously.

Wei Wuxian immediately decides to rescue him, over the objections of Jin Ling, but has to move quickly to avoid being poisoned by the AfterEffects volumetric fog that covers the street.

He also has to do a hella cool spell, with a mix of light-talisman drawing and poetry reciting, which impresses all of the youngsters.

For some reason it also causes a bunch of mild squib explosions on the outside of the wall. He comes back in, super-quick, with Xiao Xingchen clutched against his side, warning the kids not to come near because "even skin-to-skin contact will poison you."

Dude, we weren't planning on getting naked with your uncle, chill out.

He sets him down and whispers to him, calling him Xiao Shi Shu,小师叔 which is how he would address his father's martial younger brother, not his mother's, according to my deep Google-translated knowledge of Chinese forms of address. I'm going to go ahead and assume that Wei Wuxian knows the subtleties of this sort of thing better than I do.

ANYhoo, Wei Wuxian lets Xiao Xingchen know who he is, without actually saying his name, since some of these kids might have good hearing. He tells Sizhui to get a bowl of congee. Jin Ling objects to helping XXC, because he might be a bad guy, and Jingyi vigorously defends him, saying that he was being attacked by corpses, so is definitely a good guy. That...is not how zombie attacks work, but ok. He also cites Lan rules about helping the dying, which is a rare instance of Jingyi giving a fuck about the rules.

After bringing the congee, Sizhui looks at Xiao Xingchen's sword and immediately recognizes it as Shuanghua, announcing it to the other juniors, who come racing over to look.

The kids instantly figure out that the guy is Xiao Xingchen. They don't recognize him, mind you, just his sword. Sword fans, amirite? All of these kids are active members of the spiritual-sword fandom and can recognize swords they've never seen, but only heard about on Tumblr.

Zombie Stroll

A bunch of zombies start walking down the street at this point in a thoroughly un-menacing fashion, including one disturbingly hot zombie who looks into the window.

This is to prepare us for the arrival of the #1 Hot Zombie, Song Lan.

Before that, though, Wei Wuxian is going to do another spell to lock the door, so he slices his fingers open *before* asking the kids if they have any talisman paper.

This is like when I start cooking the green onions for my protein-obsessed teenage son's omelet that I make every goddamn morning in a bid to always do the exact opposite of my own mother's shitty parenting before I check to see if I have any eggs. Crack the eggs first, Wei Wuxian.

All of the kids offer up their blood, which he doesn't need, but don't have any blank talisman paper. Why does he need paper when he drew the other spell in the middle of the air? Never mind, never mind.

He is unfairly annoyed at this, considering that he didn't bring any paper either. He overwrites an Already-Been-Chewed one that Jin Ling produces and uses it to seal the door, which totally astonishes all of the junior cultivators, like they haven't seen magic before.

Immediately after he seals the door, Song Lan drops in through a hole in the ceiling, that Wei Wuxian really should have thought about when sealing the room up.

Song Lan strikes a sexy pose--oh, who am I kidding, all of his poses are sexy--and stands there being admired for a bit, before half-heartedly swinging a sword toward Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian responds by verrrry sloooowly booting up his flute and playing something, while all of the kids lunge toward Song Lan at the same time, and all get deflected and knocked down.

The flute playing does seem to stop Song Lan from actually killing anyone, and they are able to tie him up with their magic shibari rope.

A note about how Wei Wuxian's powers appear to work, for those who find his abilities confusing. As I understand it, any skilled cultivator can make use of ambient energy from the world around them. This allows the use of talismans without needing a golden core. With a golden core, a person can store qi in their body instead of relying on ambient energy.

Wei Wuxian, as the inventor of Demonic cultivation Xue Chonghai? We don’t know him. is able to pull on ambient *resentful* energy from the dead folks around him and use it to do stuff. But he can't store it in his body very well, which is why he creates the Yin Tiger Seal. It's already pre-loaded with Yin energy and he dumps more into it to get it out of his own body. At least, he stops farting big clouds of resentment smoke after he refines the tiger seal.

Episode 21: That’s-a spicy meatball

So, Wei Wuxian in Yi City doesn't have the yin tiger seal to draw on, but the place is chock full of ambient yin energy for him to use. Also the tiger seal 2.0 is in the room with him right now, although he's not aware of that. Is it weird that he can’t sense that his supposed uncle is carrying a giant chunk of yin metal? Never mind, never mind.

When Wei Wuxian sees that Song Lan is wearing the same black contact lenses that Wen Ning had before --well, probably not the same exact ones, the budget wasn't THAT low--he remembers about the nails in Wen Nings head, and pulls a similar nail out of Song Lan's head.

Unfortunately he only remembered one of the two nails he extracted from Wen Ning, because he doesn't check Song Lan for a second nail, and Song Lan's contact lenses remain stubbornly in place.

Soundtrack: 1.Bel Biv Devoe, Poison 2. Coolio, Fantastic Journey

#the untamed #restless rewatch the untamed #the untamed gifs #canary3d-original #no cats were harmed

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𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓽 ♡ !!WIP!!

*i’ve had this in my notes since ninth grade but i am feeling pretty motivated to reboot it sooo

my daddy issues and my need for validation from my higher ups is really starting to shine through huh ? i’ve had a crush on jake peralta since i was young so why not release all those thoughts onto the page..ALSO amy is not around in this bc i can’t bear to have them in the same universe and not be together i love them so so so much.

teacher!jake peralta x highschool!reader

y/n gets a low score on her health quiz and doesn’t know how to feel. lucky for her mr. peralta knows a thing or two about sex ed.

☆you know the drill minors..shoo shoo!!! power imbalance, piv sex, oral(m), fingering, praise, dirty talk, sex on the desk, reader is of age

y/n glanced down at her paper ,blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. the number 33 was scrawled out on the top in distinct red ink as if to rub everything in. she was in utter disbelief.

“if anyone has a problem with their grade feel free to speak to me at the end of class”. the teacher spoke , leaning against the chalk board.

she wanted to get to her feet and scream in his face . how could he have done this? she was a perfect student and he just ruined it like it was nothing. how could he be so calm about the whole ordeal? but she stayed seated , doing her best to gain control of her emotions. she was in high school now , too big to be crying over grades. you were college bound, just a few more months you had to hold on.

the end of class came in a flash. y/n did her best to gain composure as she walked up to his desk.

“can i talk to you about my grade mr. colbert”? she asked timidly,placing the piece of paper in front of him.

he gave her an unamused look and nodded. “make it quick miss l/n”.

taking a deep breath and mustering all her confidence she finally spoke. “this lesson doesn’t make much sense to me ..i studied for it all this month and i still failed. i was hoping”-

mr colbert put his hand up as an indication for her to stop. “look y/n, i’m sure you’re used to getting your way when it comes to your grades. kids like you infuriate me, trying to worm your way into a teachers heart in order to pass. unlucky for you though i’m nothing like that. sorry you failed my quiz but that is not my fault. maybe study harder next time and don’t rely on me to be your saving grace”.

it was clear he didn’t want to continue the conversation. she thanked him for his time and walked out a few warm tears trickling down her face.

“fucking jerk”. she thought,clutching her bag. she needed someone to talk to.

—————-

“mr.peralta”? she peeked her head in through the open door hoping to see him. to her relief there was, sitting pretty at his desk.

his head turned towards her and he smiled warmly. “hey y/n ? what’s goin on”? he was a nonchalant as ever. it was always so easy to talk to him or at least for her.

she walked in and sat in one of the empty desks in the front of the room. “i need your help with something. it’s school related so don’t worry..usually i wouldn’t bother asking but you’re the only person i’m comfortable speaking to”.

he nodded , his dark umber eyes locked onto hers. she always felt so special when he focused all his attention on her when she was speaking. like she was the only girl in the world. she knew how strange these feelings were but she never failed to embrace them when they surfaced.

“im failing health..and mr. colbert refuses to work with me. so i figured i’d ask you instead”.

his face lit up. “i’m truly honored y/n. i would be more than happy to help you out whatever way i can”. the man left his chair and made his way towards her. “ and i’m sorry mr. colbert is such a douche to you y/n. he’s usually the main topic of gossip in the staff room…you didn’t hear that from me though”.

the tenseness in her shoulders eased at his words. she knew she could always count on him. she could feel a smile creep onto her face.

“ugh, i’m so glad i’m not the only one who feels this way about him. all the kids in my class adore him”.

“oh not by a long shot”. he laughed. oh that laugh. y/n felt so comfortable in his presence.

a bit of small talk ensued , the both of them laughing and talking like old friends.

it almost made y/n forget why she came here.

almost.

“here”. she handed him the large packet , his hands brushing over hers as she did so. if she wasn’t carful she’d start developing unprofessional feelings towards him.

“can you explain to me what you’re learning”? mr. peralta asked, his eyes scanning the packet in his hands.

she nodded. “yeah so basically it’s like sex ed and stuff…ya know consent and the parts of the body and all”. for some reason she felt her face heat up as she spoke. she wasn’t sure why. “i know about all of it but the terms really confuse me”.

he nodded. “yeah yeah that makes sense”. with a grin handed the papers back to her. “i think i can teach you a thing or two about sex ed. but you know how much i hate book work so instead we’re going to try a more…hands on approach”. his tone was sweet but she could see something more primal behind his eyes.

y/n was eager to pass her health class so of course she’d do anything.

jake found it adorable how oblivious she was to the situation. what an innocent little girl waiting for a man like him to ruin that angelic façade.

“okay. let’s start with consent hmm”? he sat in the chair next to yours. he placed his hand on her thigh causing an exited shiver to run down her spine.

“consent is important for both parties understand? one person can want it but the other might not. don’t ever let a man force you into submitting to his wishes”. his hand was now running up your thigh ,passing underneath her uniform skirt. “for example , do you consent for me to go on with this y/n ? your answer will not change anything don’t worry”.

y/n felt all the breath leave her lungs at once. she couldn’t believe this was happening right now. was she actually about to fuck her juvenile justice teacher?

“y-yes”. she managed to say.

mr. peralta held a stern look on his face. “you’re sure y/n”?

unable to speak she nodded her head vigorously. the tingling sensation on her inner thigh was something foreign but not unwelcome.

“perfect ! you’re such a fast learner y/n, my smart girl”. he hoisted her into his arms as if she weighed nothing and sat her on the surface of his desk.

how could such a man be so strong she thought to herself. though, she was not complaining.

he sat down in his desk chair and admired her pretty figure sitting atop his desk. it was heavenly. she was obviously so flustered. he wanted to take her as soon as possible.

“have you ever had sex y/n”?

she was taken aback by his question but shook her head earnestly. “no mr. peralta. i…have never been kissed either”. y/n immediately regretted sharing that bit of information she was sure she made herself look like a fool in front of her teacher

he felt his heart skip a beat at this information. the thought of destroying her for every every other man was appealing to him. “so i’m your first? a pretty girl like you i would have expected at least a kiss”.

he moved his face upwards and ghosted his lips against hers. “but i am more than happy to be your first”.

“m-mr. peralta”?

“call me jake sweetheart, it’ll sound so pretty coming from your mouth”.

“thank you for helping me…it means a lot of me”. she spoke nervousness laced in her tone and she was starting to fidget with her fingers.

grasping your hand in his he gave it a confident squeeze. “no need to thank me yet beautiful, we haven’t even got to the good part yet”.

he slid his fingers over her clothed sex, basking in how wet she was. and just for him. the amount of restraint it took for him to not wreck her right then and there was immense.

“okay sweetheart, just follow my directions and you’ll be fine”.

she nodded again eager to have this feeling of tension building in her stomach relived.

“yes mr. peral-i mean jake”.

always so ready to please him. jake knew he didn’t deserve a girl like her sitting pretty atop his desk but he was not going to ponder the fact longer than a millisecond.

ever so gentle he moved her panties to the side , the gasp of pleasure was music to his ears as the cold air washed over her sex.

“my my y/n..you really are filthy. i never would have taken you for that type of girl”.

she turned her face away from his gaze,not wanting him to see how flustered he was able to get her.

“no need to be shy , i think it’s cute” he comforted. it was taking a lot of self restraint on his part for him not to devour her then and there. the last thing he wanted to do was over stimulate the poor thing.

her thighs we’re quivering at his touch ,it was clear how eager she was.

“i’m going to touch you now sweetheart..is that okay with you”?

#no father activities #another middle aged man #andy samberg #jake peralta #jake peralta smut #jake peralta x reader #esha writes

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@kaytaygay Asked for some todoroki and tokoyami so here you go~

To get right down to the meat of it todoroki and tokoyami are very similar, they can seem cold or unfeeling and then turn to just as hot and rageful, although dark shadow is more angry then Fumikage. Their odd ways of speaking makes them stand out and they can be overly blunt. They both have experience in restraining parts of themself, specifically their quirks but also their feeling. Finally they have a connection, as Fumi points outs, as being the successors of Endeavor and Hawks.

In the beginning of MHA todoroki was extremely closed off and never used his fire. For as much of a powerful presence he had, Fumi and shadow had very little interaction with him he and didn’t register him as a threat. Once todoroki started using his fire he also opening up and that cold demeanor disappeared. I would imagine their friendship started through small interactions that showed their similarities and opened up for a closer relationship.

Tokoyami sits right in front of todoroki in class so it’s easy for them to speak to each other, especially for dark shadow because they wouldn’t get caught by the teacher. Todoroki was more confused by a sentient quirk than most people due to his lack of socialization but that is also what made it so easy to move past. He just assumed this was some other thing he had no idea about that was completely normal and rolled with it. Dark shadow gets so bored in class and will pester todoroki if they can slip past Fumi. It’s certainly noted that at first shadow was wary of shoto’s fire power, but shoto is such a calm presence they never felt like they were in any danger.

Conversations between fumikage and todoroki are simple and easy. They usually spend most their time together just enjoying each other’s company in silence. There are times one of them will go on a tangent about their interests and the other will listen happily. Dark shadow will often start a conversation when they are around and Todoroki enjoys dark shadows excitement. Todoroki doesn’t have many hobbies so he likes to join on games tokoyami and dark shadow will play like cards or board games, he gets really confused and loses every time but it’s still fun to watch shadow and Fumi bicker. I would have to say the best arrangement is when Midoriya is also part of their hang outs because you have two hyper characters and two calming ones and they even each other out. Tokoyami has to often play the parent tho and make sure the other three don’t get into trouble (he usually fails).

One of their conversations topics is their mentors . Both of them have big shoes to fill from endeavor and hawks and will talk about the future. Todoroki inevitably talks about how his dad treated him and tokoyami has to play therapist again (he likes helping his friends, it’s his calling). He understands the stress of having a strict parent who wants their child to perfect. He reminds todoroki that even if endeavor is trying to be better, that doesn’t make his past actions are ok and it’s normal to be angry about it. “Mental scars don’t heal so easily.” Todoroki likes asking tokoyami for advice after that. I do think shoto has panic attacks from ptsd and early on no one had any knowledge about this (eventually everyone will have ptsd but shush) except tokoyami and he immediately started grounding techniques for him. After tokoyami rescues hawks from dabi, he gets triggered by shotos flames and todoroki has to return the favor.

In general tokoyami and dark shadow are surprisingly close to todoroki because their personalities mesh so well (they are autistic your honor). By the time the provisional license roles around todoroki and tokoyami are good friends because in the survival training ova todoroki refers to him as such.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #tokoyami fumikage #dark shadow #shoto todoroki #mha #my hero academia #bnha headcanons

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Chase x m!reader fic where they’ve been trying to get alone time all day and when they finally do and start making out they get caught by Bree

Alone Time

Chase Davenport X Male Reader

Ability: Force Field (The Bionic Ability to create and manipulate force fields)

“Don’t be a pusy, get back up and fight him,” I yell at a whimpering dark haired boy. In front of him stood one of my top students, Jason, a powerful pyrotechnic who I might have turned into a killing machine. “Please I…” The boy was cut off by the sound of Jason roaring, a flame erupting from his mouth.

I sighed and flung my arms out ahead of me, a blue glow spreading through my veins and projecting out in front of the scared boy, blocking the fire from harming him. “W-what he could have killed me, you can’t do that!” He yelled while picking himself up from the cold concrete floor. “Ahh correction I can do that, I’m the teacher here. And no you were not going to die, I wouldn’t have allowed it. Yet…” I mumbled the last part sarcastically before turning to Jason. “Good job, but next time take it easy on the scariness,” He mumbled something in an annoyed tone before walking away. “Just practice ok, you’ll get there eventually.”

The boy nodded and opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off, “Sorry got to go, talk later ok.” He simply stood there as I ran toward Chase, my boyfriend who also happened to be training annoying and immature bionic kids all day. “Chase, Oh my god I’ve missed you so dam much.” He giggled as he pulled me in for a kiss. “I’ve missed you to. Had a whole new team to train, drained the life out of me,” I smiled and looked around the empty room. “Looks like no one’s here, how about we…”

“SLAM!” I looked over toward the door where Mr. Davenport stood, “Hey you two, I’m not interrupting anything important right?” We both sigh before sadly saying “No”.

“Great, I have some paperwork to fill out. I was gonna ask Chase to help but your here too so why not. I need all the help I can get so let’s get started,” I looked up from the table I sat at as a giant pile of yellow folders and loose papers came crashing down in front of me. “Dammit,” I muttered under my breath before grabbing a small pile and beginning to fill it out.

As the day grew longer we both longed for each other more. And any chance we got we would be pulled away by someone else.

Currently me and all the other trainers where sitting around a huge table listening to some boring lecture Mr.Davenport was droning on about. No one was really paying attention except Chase, who was scribbling notes on his little planner. I looked around the room bored out of my mind, except for the occasional times Adam would make a funny face or add a stupid comment that made us all laugh.

I turned toward Chase and rubbed my leg against his. His head shot up and he mouthed “What?” I looked him up and down while licking my lips before turning back around to face the board Mr. Davenport was pointing at. I smiled as I heard Chase shift in his seat uncomfortably. Was I evil I’m for teasing my boyfriend in the middle of a meeting, yes, I was but I did not care. I did know that he was definitely gonna see me after this thing though.

The meeting ended after about 10 minutes, it was supposed to go longer but there was a bionic meeting emergency with two kids getting injured in a bad fight. But I mean hey, at least we are finally gonna get some alone time. Chase stood by my side like a shadow as everyone left the conference room, I felt his eyes burning into my skull as he adjusted his tie. I finally turned toward him and slowly walked closer. “I see you got a little exited during the meeting,” I say in a seductive tone as I pulled his tie down toward me, drawing his lips closer.

“Maybe I was, but who’s fault was that,” He mumbled before pulling me by my waist into a passionate kiss. I moaned into it as he lifted me on to the table, I wrapped my legs around his waist as my hands wondered his muscular chest. I unbuttoned the first button on his shirt before, the doors to the room swung open, I quickly pushed Chase off me. My eyes widening as I realized it was Bree. “Wow! My brother couldn’t keep it I his pants for just a while longer could he?” Bree muttered before running away with her speed, probably on her way to tell Adam. “Screw it! I haven’t seen you all day come here!” Chase demanded causing my smile to return.

#chase davenport #x male reader #lgbtq #gay #lab rats

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justatypicalwizard · 1 year

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Wants Within | S. Shinazugawa | Chapter 1

✦ Sanemi Shinazugawa x femReader!, college au, reader is adult

✦ Synopsis: You're a college student taking classes with a very strict lecturer- professor Shinazugawa. Because of an unfortunate even you got on his bad side so now you're trying everything to regain in his eyes. Well, you most certainely didn't expect that kind of attention.

✦ Word count: 1,7k

18+, minors do not interact

''Excellent!'' You exclaimed to yourself, upon seeing your work.

You were right in the middle of a project for one of your science classes. Not to brag about yourself too much, but you were a good student. The major that you picked suits you perfectly. You were not only mostly prepared for classes, you also found liking in many of the topics that you were studying. It was a real blessing for a student, to be able to learn without the feeling that you hate what you do. Yes, let's say, you were pretty successful in college. Of course, not every class was easy, not every topic was interesting, not every exam went well and some of the professors were a pain in the ass. Still, you were kinda happy.

Due to your liking in the science subject, you really worked your ass off on this project. You even took a step further and found some interesting information that you wanted to study and include in the final result that was over the curriculum. No, you did not seek to only impress the professor, you genuinely wanted to study the topic a bit more, when you found the means to. There was one problem though. It was Monday evening, the project was due to Wednesday. If you wanted to study the topic there was no way you would make it, you just found it too late. Processing your situation and calculating the risks, you came to the conclusion that you will ask your professor if you may take a day longer.

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It was a sunny afternoon, fall not letting you forget about herself, chilly wind hitting your face, as you made your way through the campus. Yesterday, you were quite confident about your intentions. Today, when you thought about facing your professor, your stomach started to swirl and turn. Fuck, that man was stressful. The thought about the possible result of your project was the only thing that still motivated you to do it. What could possibly happen? If he will let you have the one extra day, you will get what you want. If he declines, you will finish the project without the extras. That's all. It's not like he will start to stalk you or try to kill you in the next classes. Yes, you thought about possibly being on the professor's radar, but on the other hand, you didn't have problems in his classes, so even if he would be more aware of your person, nothing really bad could possibly happen.

Your plan was good, that's what you were saying to yourself, while entering his classes.

Sitting in one of the middle rows, you started to unpack, searching for anything interesting in the room. It was really packed, especially with people who were stressed about their science classes. Professor was known for having a bit of an attitude and giving the students a hard time. He had some more quirks to himself, but beside that he was a great teacher. People who attended his classes always mentioned that it gave them a lot. Even if they had straight C's from every exam, they still came out better than the A students from different professors. That's why nearly everyone sat their asses in this class, waiting for the lecture, not wanting to miss anything precious.

Everyone was talking, drinking and laughing until a certain someone opened the door. Silence fell upon the room in a second.

''Good Afternoon everyone.'' Exclaimed the white haired man, sitting by his desk.

Professor Shinazugawa didn't waste time and proceeded with the lecture. You tried to note down as much as you could, giving yourself notes on what to study later and on which part of the Powerpoint presentation to find it.

The lecture came to an end quickly, time seemed to fly past very quickly when you are focused on something.

''Phew...'' You sighed, looking in delight at the fifteen pages full of notes.

You will be very grateful when the next exam comes. Looking up from your notebook, you spotted that there was already a line next to the professor's desk, people waiting to ask questions.

Packing your things, you standed after some girl with sweaty hands. The line started to cease very quickly, none of the students getting a proper amount of time with the grumpy professor. He really didn't like it when someone asked about something that he had just explained in the lecture.

You were the last person, no more adventurers, trying to get their head chopped off. It was time for the sweaty girl in front of you.

She had long, blonde hair with a bow on top, a pinkish skirt and a white blouse. Man, her clothes did look a bit like she just ran off from the kindergarten. Her pale hands trembled a bit as she placed her cranky, soggy notebook on the professor's desk. The man gave her a quick look from his laptop. She didn't do anything.

Professor Shinazugawa straightened up, turned his body a bit, put a hand on the chair's back and gave the girl a raised brow look.

''What can I help you with.'' His voice was slightly venomous.

''I- I would like to ask for... ask for h-help with... I don't understand the part where you told us about the... um...'' She had a really hard time voicing out her thoughts.

Try as might, you let out a snicker. Yes, the dude was intimidating, but not enough to make someone stutter. It's not like he was holding a knife to your neck.

Unfortunately, the snickers didn't go unnoticed. Professor Shinazugawa darted his eyes past the girl and your way. He looked you up and down which made you shut up.

''I still don't know what I could possibly help you with.'' He came back to the girl, who was now clenching her fists under his desk.

If he heard it, she must have also. You felt a bit dumb, you certainly shouldn't have done that. Yes, she may look like a ten year old and express herself like a five, but she was obviously stressed and you shouldn't make fun of that. At least not loud enough for her to hear.

''I wrote this down and I don't know what it means. I tried to look it up on my phone but it's too complicated.'' She finally told what she wanted to, pointing with her finger to the equation.

The white haired man looked down on the scrambled piece of paper. It looked like she was chewing on it some time ago.

''We did it all in this lecture.'' He spatted with a stoic expression.

''I know, but I still don't understand.'' The blonde looked down.

''Then instead of trying to find an easy answer on your phone, try going to the library.'' He looked her in the eye, but she was avoiding his stare. ''There are many books covering the basics for this equation, you just need to start from the beginning, if you don't understand the compliments.''

The girl was visibly flustered. She didn't get what she wanted, she got scolded for the way she tried to gain information, she made a fool out of herself in front of two people and she had to go to the library. You could nearly feel her bad vibes and you truly felt sorry for her.

Nodding to the professor, she turned on her heel and wanted to walk away.

''Maybe I can help you, I understand the equation and know where to look for the basics.'' It broke out of your throat, before you properly processed the situation.

The girl turned her head with a nasty look.

''No, thank you. I will manage on my own.'' With that, she left.

Okay then princess.

You thought to yourself, following her footsteps to the door with your head. Seconds later, you were standing in front of Professor Shinazugawa's desk, alone.

You thought he would go back to his usual 'I don't care about you' attitude, looking at the laptop while talking with you and giving you only short answers. Not this time. He was still sitting, back arched a bit your way, hand on the chair's back, legs open, claiming his space. Instantly, you spotted the thing that always threw you off your train of thoughts. The top buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned. From under the material a slight carving of his muscles peaked out. Now, he also took off his computer glasses, looking at you with those piercing, pale eyes.

You mentally slapped yourself for laughing at that girl. He was very intimidating. Also, he was a hottie and all of your major knew it. Damn, you had to admit it, you also thought that he was sexy, standing so close to him, seeing him in all his might.

''What do you possibly want smartass?'' The comment tore you out of your cloudy thoughts.

Did he just call you smartass? Oh fuck.

''I would like to ask...'' Don't stutter, just go straight to the point. ''If I could have one more day for the project. I found an interesting topic that's over the curriculum that I would like to include...'' You were talking fast, but at least it was steady.

''No.'' He interrupted your words.

''What?'' You spatted without thinking.

''I said no, no one gets more time unless it's really an emergency.''

''But, I could really make the project a bit more interesting and pithy...''

''No. More interesting my ass. Knowing dodgers like you, on Thursday, you will say that the 'interesting topic' was too complicated and you had to erase it out of your project, giving me the basic version. If you really want it there so bad, you could spend more time on the previous days.'' Putting the glasses on, he went back to his laptop.

You just stood there, amused by the amount of ignorance he just showed you. He didn't believe a word you said. You really wanted to fight for your rights now but... you just took a deep breath and let it go.

''I understand, sorry for taking up your time.'' With that, you turned around and exited the room.

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darklight-owl · 7 months

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Do you think Hershel and/or Phoenix would be able to solve the Death Note Kira case?

*cracks knuckles*

I made a post about this months ago but I think a lot of what I said there was really dumb bc it had been a while since I'd played either series so I'm gonna take this opportunity to correct my past self's wrong and bad opinions:

(Oh also I uh. May have included a few Death Note spoilers in the last paragraph of Phoenix's part sorry. I needed it to prove a point)

Hershel:

Definitely like no question. I originally said no on the basis that he isn't the type to take supernatural things at face value, but in reality he does seem to approach even the weirder cases with an open mind. Most games start with Luke being like "Professa do you really think there could be a notebook that kills people? :o" and Layton answering like "haha I'm afraid I can't really say Luke =|:-)" so I think he'd examine everything from every angle and eliminate every other possibility. He would take his sweet time since getting him to accept the Death Note as a real thing wouldn't exactly be easy, but once he's convinced then the rest would come naturally.

The other question is if he could survive, though. Obviously he would have the tact to hide his real name based on the possibility of Kira's power being real, especially if he's with Luke (which I don't even know if he would bring Luke along for this one considering how dangerous investigating Kira is). He does tend to appear a lot on british newspapers but since Light is in Japan then he wouldn't know about him beforehand. Regardless, Light has found out the names of his pursuers before and if he had Misa with him he could just ask her to write his name down. BUT ALSO. Layton has a tendency to not show his hand until the most convenient time, so odds are that Light won't even know he's pursuing him until it's too late.

Verdict: yeah he'll do great put him in the Task Force 👍

Phoenix:

It highly depends on the circumstances. Phoenix catches killers in court, so we're assuming someone already got falsely accused of being Kira. Light has a lot of followers who would gladly take the fall for him (namely Misa or Mikami) or alternatively lie their asses off to let him walk free. Everyone who's played Ace Attorney knows that you can't really lie to Phoenix without getting exposed though, so yeah.

Regarding the Death Note mechanics... honestly Phoenix works with a spirit medium channeling his dead teacher all the time so I don't see how he would have such a hard time believing shinigami with murder notebooks exist. (Edgeworth would be a completely different story but that's another case altogether.)

Problem is: he wouldn't so much as step into the court before suffering a heart attack. Not only does he not get a chance to hide his name thanks to court proceedings, but Phoenix is a pretty prestigious lawyer and even if he was only locally famous like Layton it wouldn't take long in the trial for Light to realize that this guy is bad news for him. Best case scenario he would try to debate away the accusations thrown at him, then when he realizes he's getting his ass kicked he'd desperately try to write Phoenix's name in that little slip of notebook he has in his watch. That's what he tried with Near, except this time he has the chance to hide what he's doing behind the witness stand and no Matsuda to stop him in his tracks.

Verdict: He could catch him but he would die in the process 💔

#you asked and I delivered ✨️#sorry it took me ages and ages to write this essay but I didn't have time to write it until now 😭#i... really like Death Note jfkdjdkd #mutuals #zakaria/evil-city #death note #professor layton #ace attorney

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