#but makes it so the right shoe doesnt rub anymore but also WHAT GIVES?!?!?
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Someone explain to me how shoes can just randomly decide to fit differently???
#im wearing the same socks i wore the other day when i walked for 2 miles in these shoes#and today for some fucking reason theyre hitting my ankle with every step so now i have a massive bleeding gouge beneath my ankle bone#MAKE IT MAKE SENSE#ive fixed it by switching my left sock to my right foot so now i have two socks on one foot and none on the other which is#fucking dorky#but makes it so the right shoe doesnt rub anymore but also WHAT GIVES?!?!?
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LIMERENCE
(n) the state of becoming infatuated with another person
pairing: hyunjin x female reader
summary: you haven’t spoken a word to hyunjin since he ghosted you after a fun new years eve together, so what’s the worst that could happen when fate (or chaeryong,...well, same thing) pairs you up for a road trip across the country?
warnings: e2l (ish), university student!au, non idol!au ,a lot of swearing. alcohol consumption,long flashback, mentions of infidelity, hyunjin is a giggly sweetheart, smut as in: dom!hyunjin, unprotected sex (wrap it up luvs),fingering, oral (f recieving), slight choking, praise kink, hand & strenght kink (manhandleing oopsie), slight overstimulation, hyunjin is really enthusiastic about consent (as you should be, periodt), reader is nervous and scared of hyunjins big pickle (ew i hate myself), motel sex (but it’s not trashy i promise!)
8.6 k words ,meaning grab a snack and a drink,
and enjoy!<3
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"alright everyone" your professor rubs his hands together "that was it for today... i hope you all have a great break and i'm very exited to see all of you again next semester. hopefully in person again" he chuckles.
You and your classmates exchange goodbyes with him before one after the other exits the zoom call.
"fuck" you sigh after closing your laptop and lean back on your bed.
"you did it girl" your dormmate chaeryong claps, at which you giggle before shifting your eyes to her on the other side of the room.
She's sitting on her bed, folding her clothes before putting it in her suitcase thats placed in front of her.
"finally" you sit up and watch her roll up a pair of socks.
"my last class was yesterday and mrs kim teared up" she giggles "it was kinda cute not gonna lie"
"oh god" you snicker.
"hey did you find someone to take to yongin?" you ask, remebering chearyong talking about wanting to find someone to share gas expenses with in exchange for a ride to her hometown.
"oh yea, i did" she turn to you "i think you know him, seo changbin?"
You furrow your brows in thought, you feel like you've heard of the name.
"he's a music major, one year above us, hes also from yongin" she continues folding a pair of jeans "funny you'd ask actually cause he told me one of his friends was looking for a ride to seoul, isn't that where you're going?"
"Yea i was thinking about finding someone honestly because gas is really fucking expensive if you aint rich" you say, placing your laptop onto your nightstand.
"Mm you aint gotta tell me girl" chaeryong mumbles, folding a sweatshirt.
"so who's that friend?" you ask, stretching out on your bed.
"he's in his grade, hyunjin"
Your neck almost cracks from how fats you whip your head “hwang hyunjin?”
"Oh yea" she points at you "you know him?"
"unfortunately" you huff.
"o-oh, what"s the tea?" your roommate wiggles her brows at which you shake your head.
"nothing much really" you sigh, leaning back again "he's just like the most arrogant and stuck up fuckboy ever"
"wow, well thats not nothing" chaeryong laughs "any reason as to why you think that?"
"you could probably ask any girl on campus and she'll tell you the same" you scoff.
"really girl?" chaeryong squints an eye at you playfully "cause i've only heard of him being hot but never of him being a hoe. And you know i'm the first to know the hot gossip" she winks.
Laughing defeatedly, running your hand through your hair.
"it's just- we hit it off at the campus' new years eve party, like really hit it off- at least thats what i thought"
"oooh spill it spill it" chaeryong leaps over to your bed to sit at the end of it.
"well there's really not much to spill, i gave him my number and he was talking all that smack about taking me out and stuff aaand to make a long story short i never heard from him again"
"well" chaeryong speaks slowly, biting her lip guiltily "i dont think you'll be very happy about me giving changbin your number for him, then?"
"you did what???" your eyes almost pop out of your head.
"sooorryy" she jumps up from your bed, clutching her hands apologetically "i didnt know"
"aaaaarghh" you whine, burying your face in your pillow.
"maybe he won't even text you though" chaeryong tries to console you, but the damage is already done...
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unknown number - hey i got this number from changbin, i heard you're driving up to seoul, i'd love to tag along if you're looking for someone to share expenses with -recieved at 9:12 am
You huff looking at the message on your phone.
After chaeryong had left last night you really convinced yourself that he couldn't possibly dare to reach out to you.
But here you are reading his message after just waking up, and your day is already ruined.
you - who is this? - sent at 9:56 am
You know who it is, but you're not going to give him the satisfaction of thinking that you do.
Scoffing when he answers almost immediately.
unknown number - this is hyunjin, did i reach the right person? - recieved at 9:57 am
You have two choices at this point.
1. be petty and bitter about a boy who probably doesn't even remember you.
Or 2. move on and help someone who is also just trying to get home and also maybe get some closure.
So you curse your mother for rasing you so well and suck it up.
you - yea sure, i planned on leaving tomorrow at around 6 pm - sent at 10:02 am
Damn you and your common human decency.
he sus - oh okay great :) i only have one suitcase and a backpack btw so i wont take up alot of space or anything - recieved at 10:05 am
he sus - also i feel weird bc i dont know ur name or anything changbin literally just sent me the number and nothing else lol, also 6 sounds good should we meet at the main building then? -sent at 10:06 am
You're quite honestly not shocked that he seems nice over text because he was the same when you met on new years eve.
you - sure lets meet at the main building, my car is white and my name is y/n - sent at 10:09 am
Cringing as you press the send button because you are 99% certain he won't answer anymore; not that you'd care, obviously.
he sus - alright y/n see you tomorrow at 6 then :) - recieved at 10:14 am
You raise your brows when your phone lights up with his message, does he really not remember you?
Was he that drunk?
Well, it doesnt matter because you don't want to pay for all this gas alone and he seems to be the next best option to fix that.
So you shrug it off and get out off bed to run some last errands and start packing.
-
Your heart is beating unreasonably fast when you take a turn towards the main building at 5:55 pm the next day.
Calm down y/n it’ll just be 5 hours and who says you have to talk to him?
However you do know deep in your heart that you only wanted to arrive just a little early so you could complain about him being late.
That plan got cut short because your eyes fall on him as you pull up to the main building.
He’s- oh my god he’s blonde. You stop your car and he looks up at you.
“it is you!” hyunjin smiles at you when you step out of the car.
“who else would it be?” you ask, a little irritated at his reaction.
His face drops a bit when he sees you clearly annoyed by him, but the doesn’t blame you; he’d be mad too.
You open your trunk for him to put his weirdly small suitcase into, looking him up and down as he lifts it inside.
He’s wearing dark baggy pants and a windbreaker jacket, the top part of his chin-length blonde hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail.
He seemed to have bulked up as well, shoulders looking broader than what you remember.
The hair is different than the jet black hair that you remember on him, but it suits him very well; to be honest he would look good in any hair colour, not that you’d care though.
The first thirty minutes of the ride go by agonizingly slow and in complete silence.
When you drive onto the freeway you can’t take it anymore and mumble something among the lines of ‘wanna listen to some music?’.
You don’t wait for an answer, pressing the radio button right as you finish your sentence.
“uh, actually” hyunjin starts, his hand lifting to turn the radio back off, your eyes snap towards him, is he serious? Turning off your radio in your car?
“I wanted to address this situation” he says rather quietly.
You scoff “what? You realized that this is awkward just now?”
“no- I mean- yes I understand why you would think that but I just really want a chance to explain myself” he stutters.
“explain yourself” you repeat after him before mumbling “sure because there’s so much to explain”
“listen, I know you think I’m an asshole who just ghosted you b-“
“listen, I can handle rejection, you could’ve just said that you weren’t looking for something serious and I would’ve accepted that. The thing I’m mad about though is you literally making false promises and shit”
Hyunjin blinks at you “can I please just explain to you what happened?”
You let out a long huff “sure” you wave your hand “go ahead”
“when you and your friends left at around 4, you wrote your number on my arm with your eyeliner, correct?” he asks.
Glancing over at him, you nod.
“after you where gone, I was already pretty drunk but then my friends decided to drag me with them to a different party that was still going” you see him fiddling with his hands in your peripheral “well I got super fucking shitfaced at that party and ended up puking on this one guys shoes”
You raise your eyebrows and hold back a laugh, which he notices.
“its okay you can laugh” he chuckles as well.
“anyways that guy was not very happy about it and busted my lip before kicking me and my friends out, so then back in the dorm my roommate sat me in the shower because I was full of alcohol, blood and puke”
“ew” you chime in.
“and when I woke up the next morning your number was gone” hyunjin looks over at you “we don’t have any mutual friends, I didn’t know what your major is so I couldn’t even asks for you in the administrating office, and then the covid lockdown happened and here we are”
“you called the administrating office?” you look over at him, he nods a little smile on his stupid pretty lips.
“yep, so, sorry to tell you but your eyeliner is not waterproof” he jokes at which you playfully knit your brows at him.
“believe me, I wanted to text you. I really wanted to take you out; and when you sent me your name yesterday I didn’t know if this was a lucky coincidence or if you’re a different y/n, that’s why I didn’t say anything” he explains.
You take a deep breath as you realize you have to apologize for going off on him just now, you believe him but you hate apologizing.
“well, I feel like an ass for going off on you like that after hearing all this” you chuckle “I’m sorry” you eye him shortly before looking back on the road.
“it’s okay, you don’t have to apologize I get how it looked, very much sus” he laughs with you.
-
Coming back to your car after you took a bathroom break on a highway rest-stop, you see hyunjin sitting in the drivers seat.
“what do you think you’re doing?” you smile as you sit down on the passenger seat.
“I thought maybe you’d like to sleep since its dark already and you’ve been driving for almost 3 hours” he suggests while putting on his seatbelt.
“well, I wont say no to that” you shrug and put your seatbelt on as well.
“so when did you go blonde?” you ask curiously.
“uh- around end of june” hyunjin chuckles “it was a dare if I’m being honest but I ended up liking it and got it redone”
“oh okay” you check out his profile once more and follow his hair with your eyes “I like it”
“yea?”
“yea, which is weird cause I’m usually not into blondes at all” you wonder.
“hm” he grins “must be me then” he says before winking at you.
“pfff, in your dreams” you rebuttal playfully, at which he laughs and mumbles a ‘true’.
You don’t react to it because you think your ears are playing tricks on you.
“hey I have a question too” hyunjin says.
“what’s up” you lean your arm against the window as you look over at him.
His face is slightly lit by the lights of the other cars, no seriously, how can a side profile be so perfect?
“why did you even agree to take me with you if you thought I ghosted you?” he grins.
You laugh “well, I’m a nice person and I know not a lot of people there are from seoul and my mom raised me right, okay?”
“okay okay” he giggles, the way his eyes crinkle when he does makes you smile everytime.
“or…did you have such a good time with me on new years that you just had to jump on this opportunity?” he quips, carefully stealing a peek at you.
“sure, why do you think I was so upset when you didn’t text” you feign sadness.
The both of you laugh before falling into comfortable silence.
When looking outside your window, you think back to said new years eve.
-(flashback)
“oh my god” you said, stepping into the big hall that usually is the universities gym. But whoever planned this outdid themselves.
A dj was placed on one of the tribunes and a whole buffet of drinks and punches on the other, as well as a big disco ball hanging from the ceiling, making the room shimmery and shiny.
You could see people coming out of the doors that connected into the universities hall on one side and into the locker rooms on the others, as if it wasn’t already packed.
“this is fucking insane” lia, your roommate from last semester, squeaked while grabbing your arm and jumping a little, her voice overpowering the blasting music..
“I wanna get fucking hammered tonight” you turned to her.
“oh babe don’t worry, we didn’t come here to drink soda” she laughed before spotting some of your other friends.
About five minutes before midnight you and some more girls gathered at the buffet of drinks and started doing shots.
You all had decided that instead of kissing someone at 12 o’clock you’d ring in 2020 with a shot, because alcohol can’t cheat on you.
You were laughing at something when some people started the countdown.
10!
9!
8!
7!
6!
5!
4!
3!
2!
1!
“HAPPY NEW YEAR”
Every one shouted and celebrated in union as you downed your shot.
“happy new year babe” lia hugged you after downing hers.
“happy new year!” you shouted into her ear, full of relief that this stressful year was over.
“lets do another one” she grinned widely after your whole friend group had shared their wishes with each other.
A girl you didn’t know very well handed you another shot, just as you emptied your glass you heard a guy yell something before stumbling into your back.
“jesus” you stumbled forward a bit before turning around, ready to throw someone a dirty look.
“I’m so sorry, are you okay?” in front of you suddenly stood a tall dark haired young man with almost too perfect facial features, frowning a little out of concern.
“nothing happened” you smiled, taking a step towards him so he’d hear you better.
“I’m glad” he replied, a grin slowly stretched across his handsome face
“I’m y/n” you giggled as you held out your hand.
His eyes crinkled with his smile as he took your hand in his “I’m hyunjin” he said before pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.
“okay guys let her have her fun lets go over there” you hear lia usher your friends away from behind you.
“happy new year y/n” he said before instinctively pulling you a little closer to him when a group of people passed behind you.
“happy new year hyunjin” you replied, a slow blush creeping on your face from how intensely he was taking in your appearance.
“well yea happy fucking new years to me for running into you” he joked before taking a sip, your brain wasn’t able to function anymore so you just giggled and nervously pushed your hair behind your ear.
It had been way too long since you’d talked to a guy, especially someone as attractive as him
“you’re fucking stunning” hyunjin complimented you and lifted your hand with his to make you spin for him, to which you complied because you took a long time getting ready and always appreciate being appreciated.
“thank you” you were crimson red by now but hoped he wouldn’t see because of the dimmed lights.
“how come I’ve never seen you around? I would’ve remembered you” he tilted his head.
“oh this was my first year here and I live on the other side of campus so…” you nodded slowly “but yea I would’ve remembered you too”
He grinned before downing his drink and putting on the table next to the both of you.
“wanna dance?”
That’s how you found yourself on the dance floor with hyunjin pressed against your back.
Slowly but surely the alcohol made you braver; and it didn’t take long for the dj to play perfect songs to grind yourself against his toned body to.
His reaction was instant, hands gripping even harder at your waist and his own movements matching your own.
You looked back at him just to have the air knocked out of your lungs, a barely there sheen of sweat was covering his forehead; his pupils were dilated and his lips were slightly parted before his tongue swiftly swept over his lower lip.
He looked like sex on legs and moved like it too.
His plump lips formed into a grin when he noticed you staring, you didn’t know if it was the alcohol running through your system but you so desperately wanted to kiss him.
“can’t stop looking at you either, pretty” he lowered his head to mumble against your cheek before pressing a kiss there.
“you’re so goddamn sexy” you blurted out as you turned around to face him, running one of your hands through his dark hair before positioning them on his firm chest.
He threw back his head as his chest vibrated with laughter.
“don’t laugh at me” you laughed as you locked eyes again.
“you’re cute when you’re drunk” hyunjin brought one hand to your face to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.
“you dont even know me sober” you giggle “also i’m not drunk!” you protested playfully, his hands found your waist in the meantime to pull you flush to his body; at which you gasped almost inaudibly.
“oh really?” he looked down at you, clearly amused “didn’t you drink like 5 shots half an hour ago?”
“well well well, I didn’t know I had an audience” you countered, looping your arms around his neck.
Hyunjin prodded at the inside of his cheek with his tongue before looking away for a swift second, slightly embarrassed because he just exposed himself.
You felt yourself gush a little when he licked his lips again after bringing his gaze back to you.
“so you almost knocked me over on purpose?” you grinned even bigger when he shook his head laughingly.
“listen” he chuckled, leaning down unnecessarily close because you could hear him perfectly fine but you weren’t going to complain.
“I actually didn’t run into you on purpose, that was my friends doing after he saw me notice you” he said.
You mouthed an ‘ahh’ while nodding, feigning disbelief.
“I’m serious” hyunjin laughed “I still have to thank him later; I would’ve probably chickened out”
He got quieter at the end of his sentence, his eyes jumping to your lips when you wet your lower lip with your tongue quickly.
“i-m glad he pushed you then” you replied, trying to hide the fact that your heart was pumping your blood in record time.
“yea” he inched his face closer to yours as you tilted your chin up to meet him in the middle “me too”
His eyes switched from your lips to your eyes one more time before closing the gap between the both of you.
His lips were firm but soft at the same time in the way they moulded against yours, you swore you could hear lia squealing from somewhere but maybe you were just hearing things.
But when his tongue touched yours in the most tentative way you lost contact to what was going on around you, slinging your arms tighter around his neck and deepening the kiss.
A tiny groan escaped hyunjins throat when you carded your fingers through his hair to tug on it and release some of the adrenalin that rushed through you.
He was slow and explorative and let you take control from time to time before sucking on your lower lip and making you loose it.
You didn’t know how many songs had passed; to be honest you didn’t even remember what song was playing when you started kissing.
All you knew in that moment was hyunjins lightly flushed cheeks, swollen lips and dark glistening eyes.
“let’s go somewhere else?” he questioned in a whisper when you bit your lip, nodding at his question.
He grabbed your hand in his before manoeuvring the both of you through the dancing and celebrating crowd.
Before you knew it, hyunjin pulled you into the entrance hall of the university where multiple people had the same idea as you.
Couples scattered across the big room, some just talking, most of them however making out heavily.
“come on” he softly tugged at your hand, smiling when your gaze falls on him.
He lead you up the big flight of stairs onto a floor of the building you’ve never been to, stopping in front of a random room before pulling a small set of keys out of his back pocket.
After unlocking the door, he opened it to let you step inside.
It was a dance studio, the wall right across from you was just one huge mirror through which you could see the big couch in the back of the room and the water dispensers next to it.
“why do you have the keys for this room?” you asked, giggling.
Hyunjin grinned as he closed the door “I’m a dance major, we all have keys for the practice rooms”
“that’s so cool” you beamed “I wish I could dance” you looked around the room, walking towards the mirrored wall a little bit.
“you were moving just fine earlier” hyunjin came up behind you, nimble hands finding your waist as he looked you up and down through the mirror intensely, now that you were under the bright lights of the room.
You couldn’t help but to smile a little at that, the tight little glitter dress that you had chosen really did accentuate your curves in the best way possible, paired with the cute black heels which made your legs look way longer than they actually are.
“but that was like club sexy dancing, you know?” you elaborated.
“hm” he hummed amusedly “whats wrong with sexy club dancing?” you turned around to him.
He didn’t look to shabby himself, all in black, a chic button up with some jeans and a belt; accessorized with rings on his pretty fingers, a dainty silver necklace and some small earrings.
Some might say he was underdressed, but the way he carried himself with such confidence, and that face of his must for sure be a panty dropper, you thought.
“nothing but… I don’t know, teach me something” you pleaded.
“what do you want me to teach you?” he laughed.
“I don’t know a pirouette or something” you suggested, laughing as well.
“okay” he grinned “this is like the base stance” he positioned himself correctly before looking at you to see if you were following his instructions.
“mhm” you hummed, replicating what he was doing.
“and then you get momentum with one leg to be able to swing yourself around, like this” hyunjin explained before executing a perfect pirouette and ending it back in the base stance.
“that was fast” you chuckled.
“your turn” he grins before moving behind you “try to keep your eyes on yourself in the mirror otherwise you’ll loose balance”
“okay” you said unsurely.
“I’ll catch you if you fall” he winked at you, at which you scoff playfully before carefully swinging yourself into a pirouette.
You landed on wobbly legs but before you could tip over hyunjin stabilized you with a firm grip on your hips.
“you’re a natural” he grinned at you through the mirror.
“well thank you” you playfully feigned cockiness before he spun you around himself.
A few seconds pass of the both of you taking in each others features in silence, the only thing you could hear was the faint music of the party downstairs, before hyunjin spoke up.
“can I kiss you?”
You fell into giggles again as you let your forehead rest against his collarbone before looking up again “we’ve kissed before”
“yea but that was like a moment and I don’t want to catch you off guard or anything” he mumbles cutely.
“mm” you nod “ you can kiss me”
And with a smile, he does.
You weren’t surprised when his first gentle ministrations turned into more desperate ones rather quickly because you could feel the warmth spread in your lower regions as well.
He walked the both of you over to the couch, only parting from your lips when he sat down on the black leather material of the couch.
“come here, pretty girl” he took your hand to help you straddle him, your dress riding up but you couldn’t care less if he saw your safety shorts, and he didn’t seem to care either by the way he feverishly connected your lips again.
His hands travelled down to squeeze at your waist before smoothing over your ass and grabbing a handful of each cheek, you moaned into the kiss when you realized how big his hands were.
Your own hands were squeezing at his shoulders before one moved into his soft hair while the other softly rested on his cheek.
The kiss was messy and desperate, teeth clinking together and tongues licking at each other.
The things that riled you up the most however were his groans and praises.
“you’re so fucking sexy” he groaned before moving down to kiss at your jaw and down your neck.
A needy whimper escaped from your throat when he started suckling the sensitive skin at the base of your throat.
“fuck-hyunjin” you moaned when his teeth grazed over your clavicle.
Your hands fumbled before landing on his belt, at which he pulled away from your skin, gently taking your hands off of his belt.
“I’d love to take you out first, actually” his pretty kiss swollen lips twitched up into a shy smile as he pants.
“oh” you were taken aback, you were almost certain that this was something regular for him “I thought-“
“I mean if you just want to fuck we can fuck of course” he chuckled “but- I actually think you’re really cute and fun and I’d love to get to know you better”
Your mouth stood a little agape “uh- I mean-I” you stuttered, your brain not functioning properly because of the alcohol running through your veins but also him!
“its okay if you just want, you know-“
“no!” you blurted out all over sudden, making him flinch a little “sorry, uhm- its just been a while since I had a date” you smile apologetically.
His expression visibly brightens “that’s okay” he giggled “so is that a yes?”
You grinned, leaning in to just barely brush your lips with his, his head twitching upwards in an attempt to connect them fully.
“yes” you whispered, at which he smiled brightly before pulling your in for a kiss by your neck.
-(flashback end)
“y/n”
“hey, y/n” you grumble when you feel someone gently rocking your shulder.
“mmm-what?” you peek your eyes open just to see hyunjin smile at you.
“good morning sunshine” he teases as you sit up in your seat when you realize you aren’t driving anymore.
“just kidding its not morning” he says as you look around your car, realizing your on a parking lot.
“where the fuck are we?” you whip your head towards him “did you bring me here to kill me? kidnap me?”
“wha?- no” he laughs “no, I’m sorry. Right after you fell asleep there was this huge traffic jam because of an accident and we stood there for almost 3 hours so I drove off and found this” he points out the rear window, where you see a small motel building.
You look back at him before checking the time on your phone, seeing it was indeed almost midnight.
“fuck” you swear to yourself.
“I didn’t know if you wanted to keep driving because I was getting tired so I thought maybe-“ hyunjin starts rambling guiltily, not wanting you to thing that this was an attempt to get in your pants.
“hey” you put your hand on his shoulder after taking off your seatbelt “this is good, you made the right decision I think we both could use some sleep” you say.
You each take your suitcases and walk inside, it’s an old building but it looks pretty clean for a motel off of the highway.
“good evening you two” an old lady sits behind the, probably just as old, reception.
“good evening, could we get 2 single rooms, please” hyunjin speaks up politely.
“I’m afraid we only have 2 double bed rooms available, if you’d like to take them, they will however be more expensive than the rooms for one” she explains politely.
“its okay, we’ll take one of those, please” you decide, hyunjins head snapping towards you.
“is that okay?” you ask him.
“yea- sure” he nods.
“alright, room 301 it is” she hands you the key before stating that you’ll have to checkout before 12 pm and what the room costs.
“do you accept card?” hyunjin asks at which the friendly old lady nods before taking his card and swiping it through her little machine.
“I’ll venmo you half of what you paid” you say after unlocking room 301.
He tsk’s at you before shaking his head “don’t, it was my idea so I’ll pay”
“are you sure?” you ask closing the door behind you when he turns on the lights.
“yup-oh” he exclaims.
“this room is cute” you say, it’s small but the walls are a soft sunflower yellow, decorated with paintings of autumn leaves .
The bed looks clean, and when you smell the mouse gray blankets and pillows, they smell fresh as well.
“stop smelling the pillows” hyunjin laughs.
“I’ve never been to a motel, I thought everything would be dirty or ancient” you confess comically.
He chuckles as he comes out of the small bathroom “the bathroom is clean too, don’t worry” he says when you look at him expectantly.
“I’ll sleep on the floor if you want” he offers as you open your suitcase to get out your toothbrush and pj’s.
“it’s fine, hyunjin I’ve slept in the same bed as a male before” you joke.
“well how am I supposed to know that?” he counters, at which you throw your pj shorts at him out of reflex.
When you realize what you had done it was too late, he was already holding them out in front of him before giggling.
“very cute choice” he mocks the small white shorts with red hearts all over it.
“stoop” you whine, trying to fish it out of his hands but he holds them over his head like a kindergartener.
“I remember why I don’t like you” you pout, crossing your arms.
His face drops alongside with his arms “I thought we were past that”
You use his moment of weakness to snatch your shorts out of his hands “gotcha”
-
“see I told you I was gonna take you out” hyunjin beams at you before looking down at the various snacks he took from the motels vending machine, which were laying in between the both of you on the bed.
“and so luxurious too” you joke, crossing your legs.
“only the best for you” he grins when you open a pack of fruit jellies.
“you know, I was thinking about new years” you say “ and I realized that it was your fault!”
Hyunjin throws his head back as he groans playfully “why?”
“if you hadn’t lost your phone when we got back downstairs, I wouldn’t have had to write my number on your arm; or you could’ve just given me your number and I could’ve text you. But you didn’t even know your own number!” you laugh in reminiscence.
“listen” he laughs “I was drunk and you’re hot! I couldn’t think” he defends himself before taking a bite off a chocolate bar.
You blush a little but play it off with a laugh.
“but yes, I admit, it was indeed my fault” he dramatically holds his hand in front of his eyes.
“yeeees!” you exclaim victoriously.
“I’m kidding though” you pat his knee “I forgive you”
“I’m glad” he smiles.
After the both of you are done eating way too many sweets, you find yourself being really comfortable when talking to hyunjin.
He’s funny, doesn’t seem like he’s full of himself and just in general seems like a very kind person.
“I thought you were a fuckboy when me met” you confess, looking at him.
Propped on one elbow looking down at you, while you lay on your side towards him, his face illuminated only by the little lights on each of your nightstands.
“you did?” he asks confusedly.
“yea” you chuckle “you were so confident and…sexy I don’t know” you place your hand over your face in embarrassment.
“oh that was the liquid courage talking, I’m usually pretty shy” he shakes his head smilingly when you peek through your fingers.
“don’t lie” you push his shoulder softly.
“I’m serious!” he laughs.
“you were the first guy to approach me at a party” you pause “like ever”
“no way, you’re lying now” he furrows his brows.
“nope” you shake your head.
“but I was really close to not talking to you as well, I’m sure there were many guys before me that just didn’t have the liquid courage, like I did” he speculates.
“maybe” you say.
“have any exes?” he asks after a few seconds.
“yea, one”
“well how did you meet him?”
“he showed me around on my first day of freshman year, I transferred like in the middle of the first semester so I wasn’t with any other freshmen” you tell him.
“why’d you break up if I may ask?” hyunjin asks carefully.
“oh we were only together for like three weeks, you can’t even call I relationship. He used me to make his hot ex jealous and cheated on me with her” you say “but hey they’re back together at least” you scoff.
“i’m sorry” he mumbles at which you look up at him.
“it’s not your fault” you chuckle.
“well, still no one should feel that way” he says “you know that you were way too good for him right?”
You nod.
“what about you? Have any exes?” you ask back.
He snickers “only one in seoul”
“why didn’t you last?”
“it was a long distance situation, she was super jealous and couldn’t trust me. which I can understand to a certain degree but everytime I went out she wanted me to facetime her and show her what kinds of people were there with me. That was just too much” he explains.
“wow” you chuckle “that doesn’t sound fun either”
Hyunjin shakes his head “nope, but hey we got rid of ‘em, didn’t we?”
“yea” you giggle “plus if I hadn’t broken up with him I would’ve probably never gone to the new years eve party”
“I guess I owe him something then” he grins as you scooch up on the bed.
“can I kiss you?” you ask after a few seconds of silence.
“hm?” hyunjins eyes almost spring out of his head.
“I don’t want to catch you off guard” you grin as you repeat his words from the night you met, sitting up.
He licks his lower lip as a grin stretches over his face as he sits up as well “do your worst”
You get up on your knees to shuffle over to him, when you get close enough hyunjin grabs one of your thighs and lifts it over his legs so you’re straddling him.
Once you sit down on his lap, your eyes lock again and you’re once again baffled as to how someone can be so god damn attractive.
His eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips expectantly, a shaky breath leaving his lips when you lean in.
Your lips connect and it feels like all the pent up energy of liking him since that night finally gets set free, sparks glowing behind your lit and his hands leaving a trail of fire where ever they go.
They squeeze at your thighs and waist, pulling you impossibly close to himself.
A whimper tears from your throat when his tongue licks at yours, he tastes like chocolate and what could only be described as him.
He moans into the kiss when you tug at the blonde locks that weren’t pulled back into the ponytail; before pulling the hair tie out of his hair to free it and finally card your fingers through all of the blonde glory.
Before you realize what’s going on, hyunjin lifts the both of you before dropping you on your back and crawling above you.
The fact that he just lifted the both of you from a sitting position as if you weigh nothing makes you feel all types of hot.
“you’re so hot holy shit” you pant as you push his long hair out of his face.
“ditto” he only grins before attaching his lips to your exposed collarbone and sucking a bruise into the skin.
“take it off” you moan as you tug on the dark blue calvin klein shirt he’s wearing.
His lips release the skin of your collarbone before sitting up to pull the shirt over his head.
If your mouth wasn’t already open from your heavy breathing, you would’ve opened it now because his body is more sculpted and toned than you had expected.
Your hand lifts to smooth over his abs, muscles flexing as he connects your lips again.
His one hand slides from your waist up to cup one of your breasts, gently palming the soft flesh.
“I know I said I wanted to take you out first but-“ he mumbles against your lips.
“you bought me a lovely dinner” you interrupt him, threading your fingers through the hair that’s falling down into his vision.
He grins, dropping a short peck to your lips before his the grin gets wiped off his face “I don’t have a condom with me”
“I’m on the pill” you let him know “I got tested before the lockdown and I haven’t been with anyone since soo…”
“yea, me too, I was tested a few months ago” he nods.
You nod back, biting your lip as you absently play with his hair.
“do you trust me?” hyunjin asks, observing your demeanour.
“yea- yea I do I’m just nervous” you smile awkwardly.
“no” he coos before kissing you “why are you nervous?”
“just haven’t been with anyone for a while” you confess.
Hyunjin nods understandingly “if you don’t want to do this we’ll stop”
“no I really want to” you look into his eyes as confidently as you can.
“okay” he smiles, planting his lips on yours again.
“can i?” his voice gives you goosebumps when he mumbles against the sensitive skin under your ear, his fingers slowy undoing the loose knot of your heart shorts.
“yes” you say when he locks eyes with you.
“I love these shorts” he softly presses a kiss to your knee, trying to calm your nerves a little, before he gently rocks your hips to pull them off of you.
You blush a little out of embarrassment but smile when you lift your hips to help him.
“cute” he whispers when he see’s your panties have a little bow on the front.
He chuckles when you hide your face in embarrassment, pulling you closer to him again by your thighs before you let him kiss you again.
“can I take this off too?” hyunjin whispers, softly pulling at the fabric of the tank top you’re wearing, at which you nod.
You are still wearing a bra when he pulls it off so you take it into your own hands and unclasp your bra.
Your nipples stiffen a little at the sudden exposure to air, as well as to hyunjin’s admiring gaze.
“fuck” he muses when palming your breasts in his big hands, gently pushing them together an running his thumbs over your nipples.
A whimper involuntarily leaves your lips when he wraps his plump lips around one of the perked up nubs and sucks gently.
“so fucking pretty, princess” you feel yourself pathetically clench around nothing at his praise.
You feel one of his hands wander downwards to provide some friction for you, he slots his lips against yours when you tentatively roll your hips against his hand.
Hyunjin feels his cock get even harder when an almost desperate moan tumbles from your lips against his. So he ads a little more pressure and starts circling your clit with two fingers, your sighs of pleasure mixing into the kiss.
“you’re so sensitive baby” he whispers as he parts his lips from yours “can I go down on you?” he grazes his lips over your chest, looking up at you seductively.
You nod as you bite your lip, hyunjin placing a few kisses on your tummy before shortly sitting up to also free you from your soaked panties.
The first stripe he licks up your slit, and how he swirls the tip of his tongue around your clit expertly sends you to heaven.
His hands are gripping your thighs to prevent you from closing your legs, your hands are tangled in his hair and the sheets.
“hyunj-fuck” you cry out when his tongue enters you.
He carefully prods one finger at your entrance “is that okay?” he asks, his voice hoarse and dripping with lust.
“yea” you sigh.
Once you adjust to one finger, he adds a second one, curling them upwards to search for that specific patch inside of you.
“yes-fuck right there” you moan when his fingers press onto the sweetest spot inside of you, tugging at his hair a little harshly. But you feel him moan against you, getting lost in your taste as he sucks your clit in between his soft lips.
Your hips buckle against his mouth as your eyes roll backwards, feeling the warmth of your orgasm approach rapidly.
“fuck fuck yes-hyunjin” you cry out just before he tipped you over the edge with his skillful ministration, your orgasm rushing up your spine and into your head, endorphins spreading everywhere.
A cry of pleasure fills the room as your thighs starts trembling with the aftershocks, clamping around his head when he drives you into overstimulation.
“oh-shit-“ you pant as you softly pushed on his forehead to get him away from your clit, his fingers still inside you, guiding you through your high.
He nibbles on your inner thigh apologetically. You can still hear your heartbeat in your ears after hyunjin removes his fingers from you and sits up, gently holding your legs together to help you calm down.
“fuck” you mewl, a soft smile tugging at his lips.
He’s wanted to do this for so long and there you are, with all of your naked glory in front of him.
While he’s daydreaming about you, you sit up and start fiddling with his sweatpants.
“you want more?” he quips, once he realises what you’re doing, leaning in to kiss you.
“mhm” you humm into the kiss affirmitavely when his hand holds you close to him by your jaw.
With a quick last peck to your lips he simultaneously shimmies the soft black sweats and his boxers off of himself.
You apparently visibly gulp at the sight of his cock because hyunjin smirks cockily “like what you see?” as he crawls above you again, his lips finding yours again and not waiting for an answer.
“I don’t know if you’ll fit” you mumble when he suckles at the soft nook of skin under your ear.
“we can stop here” he offers softly before locking eyes again.
You shake your head as you reach down to fist his length, slowly pumping it and smearing the few drops of precum around.
“no, you’re just really big” you huff with a shy smile on your lips at which hyunjin groans.
“you’re gonna be the death of me, you know?” he mutters against your lips before kissing you deeply, his hand smoothing over the slope of your waist before coming up to gently pinch at one of your nipples.
Eliciting a soft high pitched moan from you, this only spurs him on.
Rolling his tongue against yours desperately and making you taste yourself before sinfully sucking at the wet muscle.
All the while you’re stroking him with your small hand before cupping his balls, as if he didn’t already feel like he’s gonna blow his load way too early.
“please” you whine, guiding his reddened tip towards your entrance.
Hyunjin releases a shaky breath before replacing your hand with his, rutting his hips against yours a few times, coating his length in your wetness.
This already had your toes curling, suppressing a whine as you lock your legs around his waist.
“tell me if it hurts, yea?” he breathes, only pressing inside you after you nod, dropping a kiss to your swollen lips.
“fuck” he swears softly, tucking his face in the crook of your neck when he breaches your tight walls for the first time.
Your fingers tighten in his hair at the back of his neck when a subtle sting flares up inside of you.
“ah-“ your body flinches a little when he presses further inside, hyunjin notices, observing your expression before kissing your cheek and sitting up slowly.
“you’re doing so good, baby” he lifts his thumb to his lips, swiftly kitten-licking the digit before bringing it to where your bodies join.
Gently rolling your clit under his thumb to distract you from the pain.
“you look so perfect like this” his other hand travels over your stomach to gently squeeze at your breasts “all spread out for me”
You whimper, arching your back when hyunjin thrusts into you carefully; the pain slowly subsiding and the ache to be fully filled up by him growing exponentially when his cock rubs against your g spot.
“hyunjin” you moan, gripping onto his hand, which is resting atop your breast.
“yes baby, I’m here” he groans at how tight you feel once he’s balls deep inside of you, abandoning your clit to grab you by the hips for leverage.
His other hand resting on your cheek now, after a few trusts you moan “harder, please”
Hyunjin groans and fulfils your wish, at one particularly harsh thrust, you latch your lips around his pointer and middle finger, sucking at them.
“oh my god-that’s so fucking hot” he grunts through clenched teeth.
His cock dragging along your walls deliciously, filling you up to the brim as you hum around his slender fingers in pleasure.
“you like my hands that much baby?” his jaw is clenched and the grip on your waist is rough , the contrast to how sweet he was just a few minutes earlier had you clench around him furiously.
“fuck-“ he breathes when you nod to the best of your abilities, eyes wide open and holding his gaze.
You only release his fingers from in between your lips in favour for a loud high pitched moan when his other hand finds your clit again, rubbing harsh circles into the bud.
“-gonna cum-huynjin” you dig your nails into his biceps, eyes squeezing shut.
“yea?” he grits through his teeth the fingers that were previously trapped in your mouth now wrapping around your bared throat.
Not squeezing tightly, just resting there as if to show you that you’re his now.
Your thought gets confirmed when he rasps “you’re gonna date me after this, right pretty girl?”
You do look so pretty right now, tits bouncing and skin slapping because of the fast rhythm that he’s snapping his hips into yours, not to mention the subtle sheen of sweat that’s coating the both of you.
A desperate breathy chuckle tumbles from your lips “ yes-yes fuck” you feel your second orgasm creeping up on you.
“cum for me princess, all over my cock” he urges you on, his tip hammering into the sweet spot inside of you repeatedly before you crash into your second high of the night.
Your body convulses in pleasure as you call out his name mixed with profanities, your toes curling so hard you’re not sure if you can ever uncurl them again, and your nails probably leaving painful indents in his skin.
His thumb on your clit slows down until you grab his hand for him to stop, his hand around your neck grabs your free one, holding both of your hands over your head now.
“so good, baby” he mumbles, kissing your lips; mostly just breathing into each other as he rocks you through every wave of your orgasm.
Hyunjin looses himself in you not long after with a guttural moan and his eyes squeezing shut.
You coax him through it when he rests his face against your neck again, running your fingertips through his damp hair and over his broad back, muscles tensing under your gentle touch.
i“don’t fall asleep on me” you whisper sneakily, grinning when he chuckles against your neck, tickling the soft skin there.
He props himself up again to scan over your features, pushing some hair out of your face before kissing you tenderly.
“you okay?” his hand resting at your temple as he gently runs his thumb over your hairline.
“more than” you assure him, cupping his cheeks to pull his lips onto yours again.You think you can never get enough of his lips, anything about him for that matter; not when he makes you feel so cared about and safe.
“so does this mean we’re dating now?” he whispers after he has cleaned you up and tucked the both of you in bed.
“hmh” you nod your head sleepily, positioned on his bare chest.
“so I can spoon you once we fall asleep?” he asks, grin evident in his voice.
“you can spoon me but you can’t wake me up in the middle of the night if you get horny” you mumble jokingly, enjoying his fingers running down your spine as your eyelids get heavier.
“okay” he giggles softly, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head before you whisper your good nights to each other.
And as promised, he doesn’t wake you up in the middle of the night because he’s horny.
It’s you who wakes him, because after 10 months of wasted time, you have a lot of catching up to do.
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a/n: oml this is my first ever long fic so pls pls pls give me feedback, i had so much fun writing his even though it made me feel even more single but hey :))))
allsooo i waited til after work to publish this and i just saw i hit 500 followers?!?!?! thats crazy to me omg i started this like 2 months ago and so many ppl liked my stuff so much that they decided to follow me?? so i just wanna say thank u thank u thank u for hitting the follow button even though im very unorganized and everything i do is spontaneaous and not thought out well. but hey i guess there is a reason that u followed me so thank u!
(i’d love if u sent me an ask with the first one of my writings that u stumbled across, and how <3 ...only if u want tho no pressure)
anyways thank u so much for reading if you’ve made it this far! i hope you have a great day/ night! much love
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(this is a work of fiction and does not represent the real actions of stray kids or hwang hyunjin)
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Robbed (Request)
Jake Gyllenhaal x gn!teen!co-star!reader, Tom Holland x gn!teen!co-star!reader
Genre: angst, fluff
Request Description: hi! I'm absolutely IN LOVE with your work and was wondering if you could write a Tom Holland x teen!costar!reader and Jake Gyllenhaal x teen!costar!reader. Whilst hanging out together, the reader chooses to go out alone at night to buy food and ends up getting mugged. She doesn't come back for a while, so Tom and Jake leave the hotel to find her crying on the side walk. They take care of her and are super protective and there's just a lot of fluff. Tysm!
Warnings: robbing, violence, threatening, language
(A/N): hey so reader doesnt buy food but rather pads for their friend :)
“Come on, Harley! Whaddya doing?”
Yes, not even two minutes into the mobster movie you were watching, had Jake decided to put on his Italian accent and yell hopelessly at the character. Thirty minutes later and he was, unsurprisingly, still doing it. You and Tom exchanged glances and laughed at him, because although it was mildly annoying, it was also viciously funny.
“Wait, no! They can’t kill Harley?” Tom complained, looking up from his phone to realise Harley was, in fact, dying.
“I know. I’m so bummed out,” You sighed and stuck your hand in your bag of sour gummies.
You, Jake and Tom, being the leads for a new movie, had been working together for several months. Over the course of filming, you’d gotten into the habit of hanging out every Friday (which was originally a way to stop you from going out and being irresponsible).
It was one of those hangouts you now found yourself in. Just relaxing after a hard day of work with your pals.
“Man, this movie sucks, dude,” Jake said, this time uncloaking his voice of the Italian mobster accent. You and Tom both nodded. You were about to suggest playing some board games, when your alarm, that traumatising and reality crushing tune that woke you up every morning, blared throughout the room.
Your brows furrowed and you picked it up. The message that was displayed on the screen, was put so eloquently: ‘you need to go buy pads for lily. im like 100% sure you fucking forgot, you idiot’
“Nya, shit,” you mumbled and quickly turned off the alarm.
“What’s up?” Jake asked, shuffling in his chair. You sighed and started gathering your things and your jacket.
“I’ve gotta go buy stuff for my friend,” you said vaguely. You never thought of periods as embarrassing, but you knew Lily, your best friend, was a very private person, and she probably wouldn’t appreciate you telling two of the biggest Hollywood stars on the planet, that she was at home bleeding to her death.
“Buy stuff?”
You rolled your eyes, “It’s female-friend stuff. It’ll take me, like, 20 minutes to buy it and bring it to her. Don’t worry about it.”
Jake and Tom exchanged glances, chewing on the idea. “Alright, but be back quick, because I think we should play Monopoly instead of watching the only good character in this movie die.”
“Done deal!” you said and with that you were out the door.
At first, everything went just as you expected it to. You went to the store that was 5 minutes away and bought some pads (and some chocolate because you’re a nice person) for Lily. You exited the store, and decided to walk behind the store to get Lily’s house faster.
“Don’t fucking move, dipshit.”
Admittedly, a pathetic opening line of a robbery. That didn’t make the knife you felt being pressed into your side any less scary. Looking to your right, a man, your attacker, was standing.
He was pale and skinny and had a long beard. His eyes were crazy, wide open and twitching. He was smiling, too. He pressed the knife a little harder, causing a whimper to escape your lips.
“I just want your money. That’s all I want,” he was trying very hard to look into your eyes, but you couldn’t stand his. You chewed your lip, wondering what to say.
“I- I don’t have any-”
Given the situation you found yourself in, maybe you shouldn’t have been so shocked at this, but the slap and the sound and the rippling pain that all came at once, sent a gasp and tears spilling over your eyes.
“Wrong, bitch! Give me your fucking money!” he pressed the knife harder, you swore it was drawing blood. You tried shying away from it, but he had a firm grip on your shoulder.
“Okay,” you whispered, shaking hands reaching into your pockets to pull out your wallet. “Okay, okay, here.. Here..”
You pulled out any and all cash you had, probably all summing up to be about 35 dollars.
“Good, kid,” he patted your head like he was your uncle, like you were old friends, and then removed the knife from your side. You heard him running away, but you couldn’t be bothered to look where. Your legs wobbled and you collapsed right there on the side walk, doubling over and starting to cry.
Meanwhile in the Gyllenhaal household, Jake and Tom were growing pretty impatient. 20 minutes had passed. They’d set up the Monopoly game and even picked the characters. Now, they just sat and waited.
21, 22, 23, 24, 25 minutes passed, and they just waited.
“This isn’t like them,” Tom finally spoke up. He’d been resting his head on the wooden table and blowing air on his shoe-character, trying to make it fall over.
“I know! I’m trying to text them, but they’re not answering. Should I call?”
They looked at each other. Then the time. 30 minutes had passed. “Yeah, call them.”
Unsurprisingly, you didn’t answer (seeing as you were crying on the sidewalk with a small cut in your side and a slapped face).
“Something’s wrong,” Jake decided. Tom nodded too.
That was how they decided to go out and look for you, going to the nearest grocery store in their coats and sunglasses and scarves. You were nowhere to be seen inside the store (although, Tom did confuse you for an old lady for a moment). They went outside.
An unnerved feeling churned in their stomachs. Tom led them to the path near the road, but the crunch of their steps on the asphalt was halted. Jake heard a sniffle. It was so faint, he wasn’t sure he was right, so he grabbed Tom’s shoulder harshly and halted him.
Sure enough. Sniffles and sobs. And so the boys jogged behind the building, and heart beating nervously, they saw you there on the side walk, crying and shaking alone.
“Y/n!”
You snapped your head up. Your face was puffy and eyes shiny. You wiped them furiously, but only making yourself cry even more.
“What happened, holy shit, are you okay?”
And you fell into Tom’s arms, whilst Jake rubbed your back comfortingly. You retold the shaky story of how this man had mugged you, and how he’d had the knife in your side, and hit you. And how scared you were.
When you first said you’d been mugged, Tom’s eyes widened in shock. He leaned back to look at you. His arms tightened and his jaw clenched. You felt Jake stop rubbing your back for a moment. You turned your head and saw him pulling out his phone.
“It’s okay now, N/n. It’s okay. You’re safe now, we got you. He can’t hurt you, alright?” Tom whispered lovingly. Jake had left your side to call the police. You had calmed down then, terror still roaming you skull hauntingly, but you were no longer crying, and your heartbeat was steadying.
“I was just so scared. He could’ve done anything..” You whispered and shook your head. Trying to shake the feeling.
“I know, I know. It’s okay to feel scared. But I’ll protect you now, Jake too. He won’t hurt you. He can’t.”
You nodded.
The police arrived shortly after and you told them exactly what had happened. Jake, being the oldest and most responsible of the two, helped you with each question and each part of the process.
Turns out, the police knew the guy. It wasn’t the first time he’d done something like that to teenagers. He was caught pretty quickly.
Still, even though the fucker was in jail, you couldn’t help but feel scared. Tom and Jake never let you go to the store alone anymore. Not even in the daytime. But you liked that. You were pretty sure if they weren’t constantly going with you, you wouldn’t have gone at all.
You had nightmares every once in a while. But Jake always came to your hotel room to comfort you. And when you felt like you were being overdramatic, he’d always convince you, you weren’t.
You got over it (mostly) eventually, but you knew you wouldn’t have been able to without Tom and Jake. It felt good to know that they were willing to do so much for you without getting nothing in return. It felt good to have friends. And you’d return the favour any day for them.
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☆ [nostalgic] summer romance!au taeil~
happy late birthday moon man!! | find others here: johnny | haechan
part of you is sad that the closest you’ll ever be to him is at a safe distance
peering out of the window and into the baseball field below
you can kind of make out the details of his face from here, but you can’t see the birthmark on his neck or the glint of starlight thats always somehow in the deep back of his eyes
you can see the worn-out back of his uniform jersey - spelled out in hand-stitched letters - moon
but part of you is happy that you can at least enjoy the comfort of knowing he’s nearby
just the little whisper of the fact that his joy is minutes away from yours
you lay your head down on the desk
its the last day of classes and summer is begging you to go outside and enjoy it
but summer also means you wont see him anymore, even if youve only been seeing him from far away
not seeing him at all is a feeling you cant wrap your head around - no matter how many times youve tried to
“what are you doing?”
a hand comes down on the corner of the desk and you peek up to see the familiar, yet frowning face of your friend doyoung
he’s got the same baseball uniform on - he’s the pitcher for the schools team
“sorry, im about to leave-”
you slowly pull yourself together and up out of your chair, but doyoung interrupts before you can gather your things
“no, im asking what are you doing? this is the last day of classes and unless you tell taeil how you feel - you’ll have to wait months to see him again!”
im ok with that, admiring in secret is kind of a talent of mine
is what you want to say
but its too late because doyoung has taken you by the wrist and is tugging you out the door and down the stairs
you have just enough energy to pull away when you both come to a stop in the middle of the sandlot
taeil turns just as you want to break away, he smiles and says your name
doyoung lets go and everything around you looks like it might start floating, taeil included
because you didn’t even know he knew your name
“well, ill leave you two alone”
doyoung disappears - not that you pay any attention - all of your senses feel like they’re being overridden as taeil comes closer
his black short bangs are stuck to his forehead with sweat from practice, his skin glows under the hue of the afternoon sun
“do you have any plans for today?”
“n-no. i was just going to walk home.”
“can i walk with you?”
he swings his bat over his shoulder and waits expectantly for your answer
at this close a distance, its all visible
the birth mark - the universe in the dark browns of his eyes, the little blemish on the side of his cheek
you swallow a lump thats threatening to close up your throat
“sure”
you’re both walking slow, the other members of the baseball team have already trotted passed you
throwing whistles and waves your way before disappearing into the summer air, some people have passed you as well - on their way from work or classes
but still, that feeling like everything is gently out of place, lingers over you
because you don’t get it - why are you here? since when did your crush have any sort of interest in you?
“i asked doyoung why you never come to any of our games.”
taeil suddenly says, looking at you from the corner of his eye
his smile is a little teasing, and so is his tone, but it doesnt stop you from flustering
“oh- i just - i have book club so-”
“don’t worry, he told me.”
“im starting to worry about what else he told you,,,,,,,”
you murmur without a second thought, before covering your mouth with your palm
but its too late, you know taeil has heard you, and that smile widens a little more
“he told me, even though you dont come to any games, im your favorite player.”
you both come to a stop at the same time
“so ive been thinking about it, why id be your favorite if you dont even like baseball.”
you think youre shoulders start to shake a little, maybe its your imagination, but you think you can feel nervousness creep its way all around you
hes talking so casually, but you dont know what it means and you dont want to be told - on the last day of school - that your feelings have been discovered and rejected
you were sure you could just carry them on with you until graduation and then never tell taeil how much you really did like -
“and i think i know why.”
he takes a second to tuck his bat back into the pocket of his bag, then he reaches out and locks your fingers with his in a safe, steady grasp
he starts walking and you have to push yourself to stumble after him
because you cant believe it but ,,,,,,,,,, you didnt get rejected
in fact you think this means,,,,,,,,youve been confessed to too
taeil doesnt kiss you when he drops you off at your doorstep, he asks for your number and tells you to meet him on the weekend to watch him train at the park
you expect a message on saturday morning, but you get one fifteen minutes later
by the way, i like you.
sorry if i didnt make it clear, im bad at these things.
but,,,,,,,,i like you. i really like you.
who knows how many times you reread those messages, holding your phone close to your heart and then bringing it up to mouth the sentences over and over
on saturday, you see taeil and doyoung - both already with their baseball equipment on
taeil is swinging the bat as he warms up when doyoung pulls you aside by the elbow
“so, are you guys dating now?”
“all he did was walk me home do-”
“but he likes you, and you like him!”
doyoung’s wide eyes are searching for an answer and you just feel a shyness overtake you because, well, you dont know what this is
youre just happy to be here - beside him
but doyoungs question does weigh on your mind, even when the training is over and its just you and taeil and hes offering to take you somewhere for dinner and you blurt out;
“is this a date?”
taeil chuckles
“i hope it is - arent people who are dating supposed to go on dates?”
the summer descends into hot, long days - and before when the stickiness and heat used to irritate you, now youve found yourself falling in love with it
laying on a park bench, eating ice-cream and watching your boyfriend practice until the fireflies came out
then you’d sit up, watch him take his hat off and abandon his bat in the grass
stretch out, exposing the strong lines of his arms and back before joining you on the bench, getting kisses for another day of practice well spent
sometimes he’d end practice early, or show up at your doorstep when you didn’t plan to meet and take you to the beach
splash around in the waves and then rest his head on your stomach under the umbrella - shared towel spread out beneath you
he’d fall asleep there, and you’d open up a book you’d brought with you - only distracted when taeil finally shifts awake and presses kisses to your skin
you learn how to hit a homerun with his arms wrapped around you for support
you learn that he harbors an extensive collection of LPs that you shift through when the summer rain has come out and he cant go out to the park, instead you’re on the floor of his bedroom picking dreamy songs to play and dance to, washing out the sound of thunder from outside his windows
you learn where taeil is most sensitive, right below his ribcage - when you end up splaying your palm on the skin there an digging your nails in just a bit - he makes a sound and grabs your arm, pulls you down to muffle out some string of curses against your lips
you learn a lot that summer, but most of all you learn that you were never happier pinning from a distance than you are from experiencing the real thing
you hate to admit outloud, but you thank doyoung for giving you the push to finally enter the bubble around taeil you never thought you’d be welcome into
and doyoung just grins, says “i told you so”
and forgets to mention that he’s actually known about not only your feelings, but taeil’s all along - ever since a home-away game where taeil had asked doyoung before they’d climbed onto the bus
“whose your friend? the one whose always looking out of the window?”
when the summer starts to shift herself into the fall, and the heat dwindles down
you find yourself wearing that shirt, the one with ‘moon’ handstitched on the back, as taeil wraps a hand around your waist and tugs you into his side on the bus ride home
you go back to classes soon, and your time will be short between schoolwork and his practice
he presses a small kiss on the top of your hand and you want to give him back the shirt before you get off at your stop
but he stops you, those starlight eyes sparking, “you should keep it.”
so you do
you keep it and are amused when you see taeil get a new one, this one doesnt have his name handstitched on the back though - its printed in shiny black letters
you run your hands over the name sometimes when you miss him
waiting for a latenight call with good news
“we won the game!”
you rub your sleepy eyes and murmur that you’re so happy, before you two hang up you hear him whisper - like he always does
“i love you, i hope you dream of me”
even now, all these years later, when taeil’s become an all-star player for one of korea’s biggest baseball teams
and you’ve fallen asleep watching one of the live games
when he gets home, your husband kicks his shoes off and drops his bag
sees you spread out on the couch
the sports channel glaring
that old uniform shirt from his high school days tucked in your arms
he leans down, kisses your forehead and he whispers
“i love you”
you shift
eyes opening to meet his with a half smile and yawning as you say;
“i was dreaming of you.”
#im late i know............but it was like so hard to write this without being like taeil [breakdown]#nct scenarios#nct imagines#nct au#taeil scenarios#taeil imagines#taeil au#member: taeil#sfw#nct 127 scenarios#nct 127 au#nct 127 imagines#taeil#nct 127#baseball!au#happy late birthday my baby T___________T
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I’m Sorry I’m Nervous
Summary: First date jitters happen to everyone, even Red Riot.
Wordcount: 2800
A/N: This is a direct continuation of Hero By Another Name
“Okay, so I’ll…um, see you Friday,” Kirishima nervously chuckled in front of you, holding your hands as he stood in your doorway.
You smile up at him. “Promise?”
He bent down and pressed his lips to yours. “I promise.” One more kiss turned into two, which turned into him with his arms tightly around your waist, your body pressed against the doorframe as he practically devoured you. Finally, the two of you said your goodbyes, a little out of breath and flushed down to your necks.
“We’re dating. We got a date on Friday,” Kirishima mumbled to himself as he got in the elevator, a dopey smile on his face. He threw a fist in the air, proud that he’d finally come out and said it. He needs to call Bakugo for saving his ass yet again. Who knew Bakugo was such a great wingman? Finally, Kirishima had made you his girl…his girlfriend. He hasn't felt like this in such a long time. Since, like, high school. His eyes went wide. He hasn't dated since high school! “Oh shit, we’re dating. I got a date this Friday.”
In a panic, he called the only Bakusquad member that knew the meaning of the word chill. “Hey dude, what’s up?” Sero answered lazily.
“Code Shitting Myself! I have a date on Friday!” Kirishima practically screamed into the phone as he rushed out of the elevator into the lobby, making a small woman who was entering at the same time jump back.
Kirishima waved apologetically as he scurried away to possibly go bury himself somewhere.
“Uh, congrats? Why are you panicking?”
“I don't know what I'm doing! What do people do for dates now?” He gripped at his hair, for all he knew, Netflix and Chill was the new norm!
“Bro,” Sero snorted at Kirishima’s distress; the red-head was overthinking the entire situation and Sero found it refreshingly funny.
“I haven't been on a date since high school, I don't know what a mature adult does for a first date. I’m not mature! I still watch cartoons in the morning on my days off!” That threw Sero over the edge; he bursted out into a fit of laughter, wheezing and coughing as he tried to compose himself.
After a solid five minutes, he was able to speak again. “Okay, relax dude. I’ll call the squad and we’ll brainstorm over some beer while Bakugo lectures us on the amount of sugar and calories we are putting in our bodies. Sounds good?”
“Yeah, yeah, that works.”
“You okay now?”
“Yeah….I have a girlfriend,” Kirishima let out a bashful giggle, looking back up to your apartment complex.
“Good for you, bro. I’ll see you later.”
~
“I fucking told you extras. Pay up, assholes.”
The whole table groaned as everyone started slamming their money down on the table, Bakugo cackling unapologetically as he swept the pot of money over to him. “The hell? Guys?” Kirishima looked at them all, appalled.
“We started making bets after you randomly became a junior firefighter,” Ashido frowned as she handed her money over to Bakugo, who snatched it from her and started counting it.
Kirishima pouted; he didn't think it was that obvious. Ashido reached over, reading his mind and patting his arm. “Honey, we all know how considerate you are of other people but seriously? Yeah, we all saw it coming.”
Kaminari cut in, holding up a folded up piece of paper. “Alright, so I pulled up a list on the internet—”
The whole table groaned, but Kaminari cleared his throat and spoke over their complaints. “I compiled a list of manly first dates and this is what I got.”
Sero swiped the paper from the electric blonde and glanced over it. “Museum? Does she like art?”
“Not all museums are just art. There is this really cool toy museum...” Kaminari took the paper back, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles.
Ashido rolled her eyes. “Is she even into video games?”
The red-head only shrugged as he took a sip of beer. Honestly, he couldn’t really think of anything that you were interested in outside of work. “I don't know? She’s kind of a workaholic. Only thing she collects is…”
“She's a creepy mega-fan of his and covers her entire apartment in Red Riot merch,” Bakugo chimed in nonchalantly, still counting his money. All eyes were now on Kirishima, eyebrows raised.
“Moving on!” Kirishima launched his body across the table to grab the list, trying to change the subject. “A picnic, that sounds nice.”
Sero shook his head. “Uh, you might have to go where there are no people. Both of you are still pretty popular and with that gossip rag around, you might attract a crowd.” The note was passed to Ashido; it was probably best in her hands since she’s the only girl in this group.
Ashido took out a pen and started crossing things off. “So anything with crowds is probably out. That means no to sports games and amusement parks…” Kaminari started to pout as he watched so many of his ideas get crossed out.
“Cross off crappy pottery painting. That shit is for some old married couple, or ones with little kids.” Bakugo finally joined the conversation only to scoff at Kaminari. Seriously, pottery? Ashido nodded in agreement at what the ash blonde said, tapping her nose as she scribbled that out.
Kaminari threw his arms in the air. “Let’s just cross off all my ideas!”
“Rock-climbing would be cool. She had fun doing that while we were camping. Maybe we could go on a hike.” Kirishima tried to be the positive one of the group. That camping trip had really helped change your relationship; something outdoorsy might be good.
Sadly, Ashido waved him off and started giving her “girl advice”, which really sounded more like a lecture. “No. You need to do something together that you haven't done. The first date can set the tone for the entire relationship. Plus, rock-climbing is more of a third date activity. First dates are when you need to have lots of face-to-face conversations. You are getting to know each other in a romantic sense; rock climbing isn't going to give you a lot of opportunities to do that. Also, no sex or too much kissing. Focus on talking to her as a person so she doesnt think you’re only after her body.” Kirishima’s face instantly flared up at being called out like that. Damn, Ashido can pick up on the slightest hint of anything that is remotely romantic. If only she had put that much effort into her studies when they were in school.
“Fine! All I got is one thing left. Tell me how that can go wrong so I can throw this stupid list away.” Kaminari was completely fed up, taking the list back and writing one more thing on it before thrusting it back into the center of the table. He crossed his arms as he slouched in his chair.
Ashido looked up at Bakugo and Sero, who both nodded with a look of surprise. “Actually….”
“That’s not a bad idea. Good job, Dunce Face.” Bakugo waved over a waitress to order some wings for Kaminari as a reward for using so much brain power.
“Wait, what? You guys like one of my ideas? Yes! And you guys doubted me. Just call me the love doctor from now on.” Kaminari leaned back in his chair, rubbing a finger under his nose as he bragged smuggly. Ashido reached over and pressed a finger to his forehead, causing him to fall back. “Fuck!”
~
“Miniature golf?” you questioned as the two of you walked up to the indoor miniature golf course. It was perfect. It was less in the open, they controlled the amount of people on the course, and with a little extra cash, the attendant held back on letting in more people so the two of you could have plenty of time alone together.
Kirishima cleared his throat nervously. “You don’t like it?”
You linked your fingers through his, shaking your head. “No, that’s not it. I just haven't done it in years.” His heart nearly launched into his throat. How do you do that so easily?
“Oh, I guess that means I'm a shoe-in to win, then?” Keeping his cool, he teased you as he pulled you into the building.
That competitive nature of yours came in full-throttle, jumping at the bait. “Is that a challenge I hear?”
Kirishima looked down at you, leaning in with a smirk on his face. “Yup. The winner decides where we go for dinner.”
You leaned in closer, whispering, “You’re on.” Oh, he wants to kiss you so bad right now.
After paying admission and slipping the teen a few more bills to keep the crowd away from the two of you, you were picking out what color club you wanted to use. Of course, Kirishima chose red. He was leaning back, watching you as you narrowed in on a neon green club. You bent down to see if it was a comfortable height for you and that's when he noticed the curve of your ass in those jeans. He felt himself totally zone out, leaning more heavily on his club when he stumbled.
You looked back at him as he straightened up. “You okay?”
“Yu-Yup! Go ahead to the first hole to save our spot. I changed my mind about what color to use.” He hid his now bent club behind his back, praying you wouldn’t notice or argue with him.
Lucky him, you nodded in agreement. “Oh, okay.”
Kirishima sighed in relief once you were out of view. He held up the bent club; the poor thing didn't have a chance under his weight. He held it up to the attendant, who saw the whole thing transpire. “I’m so sorry, I’ll pay for the damage.” He can already hear Mina telling him off. I told you not to think about sex or kissing too much! Focus on getting to know her! Easier said than done...
Now with a new club that was a darker shade of red in his hand, he met you at hole one. You were tossing one of your golf balls in the air as you waited. “Ready?” Your smile helped him forget the incident; he silently promised himself that he wouldn't embarrass himself anymore on this date so that you wouldn't regret going out with him.
Around the third hole, you were starting to giggle as he was about to take his shot. “What?”
“Just watching you play. Compared to you, everything on the course looks child-sized.” True, he is pretty bulky and it was even more apparent next to a mini-Eiffel Tower. He pulled back the club to take a swing. “You’re so big.”
His face instantly turned red and he lost his grip; his second golf club was sent spinning four courses away. You held both hands over your mouth, trying to contain your laughter. He glared at your shaking back. This was your fault this time. He sighed, his head down dejectedly as he started walking. “I’ll be right back.”
Club retrieved, you continued to play. He was extra cautious with the club, making sure to keep a firm grip on it and his sanity. Why is he so nervous? This shouldn't be that big of a deal; the two of you had hung out before. You skipped beside him, spinning your club in your hand. “I’m winning by four strokes.”
Kirishima looked over the course; it was set up so if he hit a corner just right, he could get it in one stroke. After you tried but didn’t manage to get very close to the hole, he felt like he had this in the bag. Time to show off. “I’ll get a hole in one on this, just you watch. This is basic geometry. Bakugo tutored me for hours til I was a master of it.”
You giggled, stepping to the side as he set his ball up. He hit the ball…but he may have hit a little too hard. Instead of just bouncing off the wall and going back towards the hole, it went into the air and straight for the small Great Wall of China. He rushed over to see the damage he’d caused now. “It’s stuck in the wall….I must have hit it too hard.” The ball was lodged inside the plaster and everytime Kirishima tried to get it out, more cracks formed. “I can’t get it out without wrecking it any more….”
“Pfft.” He looked back to glare at you. “This counts as a stroke.” Your competitive streak was showing and it was not playing nice.
Before he could protest, you went to your ball and tapped it gently. You smirked at him triumphantly as it came within an inch of the hole. “Well look at that, I’m going to get a birdie.”
“So much for looking cool….” Kirishima sighed to himself for like the millionth time. You were kicking his butt at this while he was stumbling all over the place. What the hell? He’d played this before and he was never this bad.
“Last one, the windmill.” The final boss of miniature golf stood on top of a small hill, paper mache blades spinning slowly. Kirishima was taller than it but it felt like it was towering over him. He swallowed.
“I’ll get this one no problem.” Kirishima pumped himself up, stepping up first. He watched the blades swinging around, waiting with the club in the air for the perfect moment. Quickly, he swung at the ball and it zipped through the air. It looked like it was going to make it. Finally!
RIIPP SHWOOP
“It went through the blade!” You dropped your club and ball to laugh as Kirishima rushed over in horror.
He scrambled over to look at the damage and find the ball but he noticed that it wasn't there. He looked behind the mill to see his ball coming out the back, rolling down the ramp all the way into the hole. He fist pumped the air, forgetting all about the other hole he’d caused. “Ha! See? Hole-in-one!” He pointed towards the hole and then leaned against the windmill, only for it to start tilting. “Oh, shit!” He caught it quickly and balanced it back out. Well, at least you were smiling as you crumpled to the ground laughing.
~
“That was fun, especially since I won by 10 strokes.” You stretch your arms up, taking in the fresh air after such a fun game. You turn to the side, expecting Kirishima to be standing beside you, only to see the street. He was behind you, dragging his feet out of the miniature golf facility, head held low. “Kirishima?”
“I’m sorry about all that back there. I was just so nervous that I kept messing things up and….causing destruction of property. Kind of messed up our first date, huh?” He walked up to you, eyes still downcast as he apologized for one of the best dates you’d ever had.
You reached out to him, gently taking hold of his hand. “Why were you so nervous? It’s not like we haven’t hung out like this before. If anyone should be nervous, it’s me. You already know all my dirty secrets in my apartment.” Maybe you should mention that you’d had Bakugo give you another “pep’” talk about how you were being an idiot for panicking slightly before the date.
Kirishima sighed, taking both your hands in his and rubbing his thumbs across your fingers. “It’s our first date, pretty much the deciding factor of whether you want to stay with me. I didn't want you to think I was a waste of your time…” You tried not to laugh. How could he think spending any time with him could be a waste?
“It’s not over yet, right?” You let go of one of his hands, pulling him by the other. “The winner gets to pick dinner. I vote ordering take out and watching a movie at my place.”
He looked at you with a dazed look, completely confused as he let you pull him down the street towards home. You smile at him reassuringly. “For what it’s worth, I had fun. I always have fun with you.”
Kirishima’s face instantly lit up, his mood seeming to perk up. “Really? You dont regret it?”
You move your hand in his, making your fingers weave together. “I don't think I could ever regret being with you.” Honestly, you’ve never felt this happy before, and it’s all thanks to the red-head walking beside you.
He tightened his grip and smiled down at you sweetly, making you feel all gooey inside. “Same.”
#kirishima x reader#kirishima eijirou x reader#kirishima eijiro x reader#kirishima#kirishima eijirou#kirishima eijiro#hero by another name
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more tgcf chapters 143-173 lets goooooo
PEI MING BOO HISS except actually okay he’s mostly funny i think but still boo hiss
“hey who’s this guy who’s really pissed at you?” “oh thats my sword. i broke it.” alright then!
i think i need to go back and reread the banyue pass arc bc im still confused as to whats going on with banyue and pei su
“Banyue dropped from the sky with two pots raised. Without a word, she plummeted with the mouths of the pots facing down, trapping and detaining the shocked Ming’guang and the roaring Ke Mo within.” - THATS MY GIRL
“It must be known that, to heavenly officials, it certainly was more than natural for kingdoms of the mortal realm to fight and annihilate one another; the acts of these plays progressing on endlessly. But when it came their own turn, it was often hard to let things go. If one must stand in the same court as the one who annihilated their own kingdom, and that man cavorted in the heavens, exceedingly flashy, then it must be vexing.” - hmmmm!!
“I’ve spoken too many words in this lifetime. What are you referring to?” - okay to be fair thats a mood
okay its nice to get some pei ming backstory and its funny that he and xie lian are bonding but also still whenever pei ming interacts with a female character my hackles rise like a cat lol
“Xie Lian watched as Banyue thought really hard before cheerfully pulling out a few long, wine-red scorpion-snakes, and putting them into the bubbling pot.” - THATS MY GIRL
“Although “smell” was something colourless and formless, the instant Banyue removed the pot cover, it was as if some mysterious physical object had twisted all the air around the mouth of that pot.
The group stared at the sight within the pot for a long time. Their pupils reflected an endless, bottomless darkness; like it could pull them into the abyss. No words could describe the sentiment expressed within their eyes. A moment later, Xie Lian patted Banyue’s shoulder and gave a thumbs-up.” - like father-figure like daughter-figure. amazing.
“However, what if one day mortals discovered something completely new that ran faster than horses? Then, when this new invention overtook horses, worshippers of this heavenly official who controlled horses would inevitably decrease. Such heavenly officials, flashing by like shooting stars, made up the majority of the heavens.” - obsessed with this, genuinely. life and change. worship and its purpose. my religious studies diploma on my wall is screaming at me rn. ALSO i am once again thinking about celebrities
“...” It was only then that Pei Ming seemed to notice, and started to contemplate this question. A moment later, he answered, “A habit. In a dark, creepy place like this, isn’t it normal to hold women in your arms, to comfort them and calm their fears?”
“I’m sorry, but I wasn’t scared,” Banyue said.” - BANYUE I LOVE YOU. I MISSED YOU SO MUCH. god this takes me back to every college party i ever went to
LING WEN BACKSTORY????? shoeseller chosen for godhood bc she wrote a political essay and got arrested...... and now she’s face to face with the official who appointed her..... do go on.....
“Ling Wen laughed out loud, seeming to be enraged, and her voice dropped. “Very well! You said I couldn’t reach that high. Then, might I ask you: had the prominence of the Palace of Jing Wen at its peak ever reached even the knees of my Palace of Ling Wen??” - GET HIM!!!! BOO HISS JING WEN
“Compared to you, I’m not that bad,” Ling Wen said. “You’d personally order me to stay in the Palace of Jing Wen until midnight, then turn around and say I shamelessly hang around ‘til late to harass you. Words murder without form; I was much nicer responding with blatant violence.” - ling wen im love you..... also this bit... feels Real
BLOOD RAIN BLOOD RAIN BLOOD RAIN!! FLOWER PETALS TRANSFORMATION!!! see hua cheng? look as how cool it can be when you leave the story for a little while!! bc then you get to return and make an entrance!!
“Not only can you bring forth bloody rain, you can also make flowers shower. I didn’t know that. How fun!” - cute!! and in that moment we were all xie lian
“Everyone was stunned by his deed, and Ling Wen arduously gave him a thumbs-up.
”Ol’ Pei, what a man!”
Pei Ming gritted his teeth. “WELCOME!” - aww three two tumors buddies!!
okay yin yu is here and xie lian did the equivalent of asking someone when the baby is due only to find out theyre not pregnant at all. then rong guang taunts yin yu and no one says anything. i do love the amount of awkward moments in this book tbh sometimes there are no words.
“All around was sand and mud crushing at him, exceedingly suffocating. The sand and mud was also moving endlessly; the feeling was like he was swallowed into the stomach of a giant monster, and that monster had also eaten a bunch of other things besides him, tumbling everything in its stomach, trying to digest” - ooooh creepy!!! the red string thing... is cute.... also xie lian being able to see hua cheng’s butterfly vision by looking directly into his eye is kinda cool. and obviously homoerotic.
“Are lower-ranked heavenly officials below other people?” Quan Yizhen asked.
“No,” Yin Yu replied.
Were they not?
It was obvious that he himself didn’t believe in his own words, and Quan Yizhen also noticed.
A good while later, he said bluntly, “I don’t like it here.”
Yin Yu said nothing.” - im having emotions. and then yin yu also saying he doesnt like it there either.... also idk how this scene is going to play out but as much as im enjoying quan yizhen being an icon i can also possibly see how yin yu could eventually get to the point of “i am tired of being nice. i do just want to go apeshit” even if he really cares about qyz. it happens </3
“Indeed,” Hua Cheng said. “Half a year later when Quan Yizhen actually ascends, he won’t find it so funny anymore.”
“Can we watch that part too?” Xie Lian asked.
“We can. Hold on,” Hua Cheng replied.” - quan yizhen king of taking things literally. also why did this turn into hualian having a movie night
jian yu seems like the kind of asshole who would purposely give someone regular soda when they specifically asked for diet soda. god yin yu is really having a bad day i really feel for him in the whole situation with the brocade immortal
awww okay at least jian yu tried to take responsibility. im still mad at him tho that was objectively a terrible idea. god this whole situation sucked :(
“Rocks and earth crushed at them from all around, forcing their bodies to press tightly against one another, their faces brushing, their ears warm. Although it wasn’t the right time, a thought flashed through Xie Lian’s mind: “‘To die buried together’ doesn’t feel so bad.” - okay... im kind of emotional.... gay people....
okay obviously these murals and the prince of wuyong have some connection (im guessing pretty direct) to xie lian and are important but everytime they start analyzing one i feel like im back in art history class fhadskfhskjdhf not that thats a bad thing!! i liked art history a lot tbh
“Don’t worry, they’re not human,” Hua Cheng said.
“It’s precisely because they’re not human that we have to worry, alright….” Xie Lian thought.” - goth ghost bf problems
xie lian: well, there is one person i trust more than anyone else, someone who’s first in my mind
hua cheng, oblivious: oh :/
xie lian, also oblivious: what?
hua cheng: you shouldnt trust so easily its dangerous
xie lian: oh. haha. yeah. well. wanna,,, know who it is?
hua cheng: its :) fine :) it :) doesnt :) matter :) but of course you can tell me if you want to gege
xie lian, internally: well now ive made it weird
hua cheng, 5 minutes later: actually i need you to tell me. right now. its totally for your security
me: gay people smh
“As they suspected, he had been captured by Qi Rong. Although no one was bound by ropes, there were balls of greasily green ghost fires hovering over every one of their heads.” - completely off track but anybody else remember the great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts song
“Could there actually come a day when Qi Rong was embarrassed that someone might see the manner in which he ate?
Before Xuan Ji entered, she put Guzi down. Guzi, ta-ta-ta, ran in, rushing straight to Qi Rong’s side. But when he saw him, he pointed his finger.
He cried, “Dad is eating bad things in secret again!”
“I’m not!” Qi Rong retaliated.” SCREAM IS QI RONG LEARNING THE POWER OF LOVE NOOOO also god that poor man whose body he has im starting to doubt if he’ll ever be free jimmy novak flashbacks
everytime we get another ghost king power somewhere someone should be writing hua cheng the cyborg bf in a high tech futuristic au i think thats the only other potential setting that could truly capture this wild ride
“In truth, throughout history, there was no man in the world who didn’t love bragging. A breeze could blow the handkerchief of a brothel girl into a man’s hand, and he would turn around and say the most beautiful of renowned escorts had fallen in love with him; holding shoes and wiping benches for the emperor’s mistress’s uncle’s grandson’s cousin’s mistress would for sure become him being an important administrator at the residence of royal relatives, raising his status. Thus, men who didn’t brag were a rare species.” - SCREAM this is going in my favorite tgcf quotes folder god... mxtx come here let me shake your hand
read the story of rain master yushi huang’s ascension. why am i crying. also this bit im crying again me with my stuffed animals “Thus, while Yushi Huang was cultivating at the Temple of Yulong, every time when she went to seek water and passed that door, she would rub the head of that ox. The door knocker soaked in her essence of life, and when the Rain Master ascended, the ox ascended with her.”
okay thats enough for now i have 7 more chapters to book 4!!! woo!!!
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This is my very first story for a special lady.
This story is based on a mixture of real life experiences and fantasy. Hope u guys enjoy, any improvements, let me know.
Our “innocent” first date
Her name was the first thing that attracted me to her; Zaxelia.... such a unique name.
Not expecting much, I dm-ed her. She actually replied! Joy! We starting chatting with each other. We chatted about everything, work, family, friends, problem troubling us, dreams. Things seems to be progressing very well for the 2 of us.
One day, i finally took up the courage to ask her out for a date...... and she agreeded!!! Just nice the next day was both our off days. So we decided to meet up the next day.
I reached the meeting point slightly earlier. So i texted her.
Kris: Hey Zaxelia, i juz reached the station. Will be waiting for you at exit B left side as promised :)
Ding! I immediately got a reply.
Zaxelia: heehee. I reaching soon too! Look out for a girl in a little black dress and white sandals.
As soon as i finished reading and lifted my head, there she was walking towards me, in her little black dress and white sandals, with the brightest smile i have ever seen. She looks so lovely and cute. As she walks towards me, her hips slightly sways left and right, and her front jiggled with every step that she took.
Kris(in my mind): omg. She is such a goddess! I want her so badly. *smacks myself* stop being such a horny pervert!
It was quite awkward as this is the first time meeting each other, but as we slowly warm up to each other, we just got more and more comfortable with each other. We just shopped around, ate lunch, walked around aimlessly. Just enjoying the time with each other.
I even managed to hold her hands for awhile when i needed to steer her away from getting bumped by some strangers. But we both let go after that and i can see her blushing.
We walked past a shoe shop and Zaxelia wanted to see some shoes. I followed behind her, and saw her bending over to pick up a pair of heels and she accidentally flashed me her butt cheeks....
Kris(in my mind): omg, how did i juz saw Zaxelia’s buttcheek! Is she not wearing panties? Cannot be right? She must be wearing a thong/g-string ba? Omg. My Zaxelia is not only so cute and lovely, but she is also so daring and sexy. I want her even more.
Zaxelia: Oi Kris, got hear what i say anot? Think this heels looks good on me ma?
Kris: haha. Paiseh paiseh. Yup!!! I was just thinking the heels look good on you anot la. Thats why never reply you.
Then i faster turn away from her, becuase i realised that i am having a hardon and my pants is like bludging right now. Told her i suddenly need to use the toilet and ran away to cool down first.
Took me awhile to cooldown in the toilet. When i came out there she was standing there looking all so beautiful.
Zaxelia: what took you soooooo long!!! How can you make a girl wait so long for you!!!! What u doing? Masterbating ah?!?
Kris: no lah!! Nonsense la u.!?!?
I faster walk off to hide my blushing face. After we carried on shopping and walking around. We were having so much fun that in a blink of an eye, it was already way past midnight and i had to walk her home already....
Zaxelia: there is a park near my house. Do you want to go there for awhile before we end the day?
Kris: sure!! Of course!! I want to spend as much time with you as possible!
Zaxelia suddenly blushed as she lead me to the park. We chose a nice cooling spot and seat down on the bench.
The breeze was blowing against us as we sat side by side and chatted about the day and stuffs.
Kris(in my mind): oh.. Zaxelia smells so good even though after she has been out whole day. How i wish i can just hug her and hold her tight and take in all her scent.
Zaxelia: oi, what u daydreaming about again? Whole day u have been spacing out lo. What u thinking ah? Having notti thoughts is it?
Suddenly Zaxelia bent over to me and whispered in my ear.
Zaxelia: guess what color panty am i wearing now :)
Kris: huh?!?!? What u suddenly asking?
Zaxelia: i know that whole day u have been sneaking peeks at me and i even saw your pants bludging lo. Dont lie le. Heheee.
Zaxelia shifted and sit right beside me. Her skin accidentally brushed against mine and the sensation was so seductive. I want to hold her tightly so badly.
Kris: okok. Cannot be helped la. Who asked u to be so pretty. Then your little black dress is sooo seductive. So i cant resist to stare at you more lo. Let me guess... red? Orange?yellow? Green? Blue? White? Black?
Zaxelia: heehee... nopw nopw nopw nopw. All wrong!
Zaxelia suddenly stood in front of me. She glanced around to make sure nobody is around and lifted her skirt!
Zaxelia: Tada!!! I am not wearing anything *suddenly blushing* i even purposely shaved it clean for you.
My mind went blank immediately. My goddess is front of me, with her pussy infront of my face. It is clean shaven and i can even see some pink around her folds. Her pussy loooks so smooth and soft....
You......... are....... so...... beautiful........Was all i could mumbled out at the moment.
I couldnt hold it anymore. I pulled Zaxelia towards me and sat her on my lap. I hugged her tight and planted my lips deep onto hers. Zaxelia did not run away. Instead she begin to kiss me back. We started with small kisses, small pecks. I kissed her on the lips, then her left cheeks, then down to her neck. I kisses 1 round around her neck, then up back her right cheek and finally back on to her lips.
When i kisses her lips again, Zaxelia slided her tougue into me. We started frenching. The taste of Zaxelia is turning me on too much. I place my hands on her silky smooth thighs and slide up hand up towards her pussy. When my fingers finally touched her pussy, Zaxelia gave a soft moan. I parted her folds and rubbed my fingers along her clit. I took her heavenly juices and rub it around her pussy. I took out my dripping fingers and showed Zaxelia.
Kris: wah... juz kissing only and u so wet already. How sia?
Zaxelia whole face suddenly blushed into a deep red. It is soo cute see her like this.
Zaxelia: please dont tease me liao. I cannot take it already. I want you inside me already...
My Goddess has already given me the permission. What am i still waiting for?!? I looked around and saw a small dark corner that is surrounder by a wall and thick bushes.
I pulled Zaxelia over to the corner, bent her over and lifted up her skirt.
Kris: Zaxelia, your pussy is already dripping from your juices already. I dont need to lubricate it any further. I am going to enter u now......
Zaxelia: eh....
I placed my dick on her clit and i slowly started to push it in. My dick just slides in so easily. There was no resistance and i easily went all the way in.
Zaxelia: AH............
Zaxelia gave the sexiest moan i have ever heard when my dick fully penetrated her. I pulled out abit and used my dickhead to rub her clit. Stroking her clit with my dickhead made her moan even more. I positioned my dick again and slowly slide back in again.....
Zaxelia: mmmmmm...... nice........
I held onto her hips and started to slowly increase the tempo.. thrusting her faster and harder. You can hear Zaxelia getting wetter and wetter. Making more and more sloppy sounds even time i drive fully into her.
Zaxelia: ah.... ah..... ah..... ...... .... ah..... ...... ah..... ......
Zaxelia was trying her best to muffled her moans. But she couldnt due to the intense pounding i am giving her. Hearing her moans got me even more aroused. I started to pound her harder and deeper. She couldnt stop her moans anymore.
Zaxelia: ah! ah! ah! ah! Dont stop. Faster. Harder. Harder. I’m cumming. I cumming. Faster. Harder.
I could feel her pussy sucking me in, squeezing me harder and harder. Whether is it becuase of the thrill of fucking in public or getting to fuck my goddess on our first date or just becuase i was aroused whole day, i was close to cumming as well.
Zaxelia: harder.. harder.. ah..ah...harder..ah.....ah...ah... dont pull out. Just cum inside me. I am safe today. Just cum inside me. Ah... ahh... ahh.....
I couldnt hold it in anymore. Since Zaxelia also wanted it, i just exploded deep inside her. When my cum exploded against the walls of her vagina, Zaxelia gave out an uncontrolled loud scream.
Zaxelia: AHHHH!!! OH MY GOD!!! I can feel your cum filling me up. Your warm cum feels sooo good inside me.
I slowly pump my dick inside Zaxelia. Giving her as much of my cum as possible. After squeezing out whatever cum i have, i slowly pulled out my dick with a loud “Pop”
Kris: heehee.. your pussy doesnt seems to want to let my dick come out wor.
Zaxelia: ya lo. Your dick feels soo good inside me. Fits my pussy perfectly lo. I never felt so sextisfied before.
Kris: it was great for me too! i love you Zaxelia, please be mine forever.
Zaxelia planted a deep kiss on my lips and she blushed while nodding her head.
Zaxelia: en... i want to be with you too.
With those words, I hugged Zaxelia tightly. Taking in the scent of her hair, enjoying the warmth of her body.
Kris: come, lets clean you up and send u home le. Its late le. You still need to go work tomorrow.
Zaxelia: no. Dont. Just leave your cum inside me. I like the feeling of having your cum inside me.
Kris: ok my love. Lets just send you home with my cum inside u. Just make sure dont let it drip out ok :)
And i gave Zaxelia a light spank on her bouncy butts for being such a notti girl. For being my very own notti girl.
And thats how our first day ended.
To be continued..... :)
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prompt by- xpotterscloackx:
parralel universe where james is a black and sirius is a potter. everything else is the same
but heres the thing;
james is abused too by walburga and orion. but doesnt share that with the marauders unlike sirius. he keeps it his secret.
he still doesnt completely open up. not until he starts dating lily which heard about the blacks and that was the main reason she avoided james
omg i really love this idea thanks!!! i’ll give it a go!
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james black was always taught that muggleborns and bloodtraitors were inferior, they were dirt.
that is, until he went to hogwarts, and met sirius potter. the two boys instantly started talking about what sort mischief they wanted to stir up, thus, a beautiful friendship was formed.
james soon realized that everything walburga and orion had taught him was wrong, and started to view the world in an entirely different point of view.
everything seemed to be going well for james black at hogwarts, he had 3 amazing friends (sirius potter, remus lupin, and petter pettigrew), he was a quidditch star player, and he was also known as the girl magnet (80% of the hogwarts female population probably fancied him) , he overall seemed to be living his best life.
but we all have a chapter we don’t like reading outloud, right?
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the marauders were all packing their trucks since it was the end of their first year at hogwarts, and to frankly put it, he was more than nervous to go back home. it was to the point where james was about to reveal his worries to sirius, that is, before he was interrupted by peter who came breathlessly in to tell the two that someone set mrs noris’ tail on fire.
now, he was siting in a compartement with his friends, pretending not to worry about what his parents might do to him, he was sorted into gryffindor, and he was sure his mother was really angry when she found out. james thought she would send him a howler throwing insults at him and embarrassing him in front of the whole school, but quickly realized how foolish he was;
by embarrassing her son, mrs black was also going to be embarrassing herself and she wasn’t going to let anyone find out the way she was treating her son. a howler would reveal way too much for her liking. instead, she did something that worried james even more; staying quiet.
not once has he heard from either one of his parents. not even a letter, NOTHING!! and that’s what scared james the most (not that he’d admit that outloud). he shuddered at the thought of what she’d do to him once he’d step home.
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james closed his eyes, and gulped as he slowly stepped in the house. he braced himself as he closed the door behind him.
“JAMES BLACK!” his mother screeched as he heard her footsteps coming towards him.
“GRYFFINDOR?? OUT OF ALL THE HOUSES YOU HAD TO GET INTO GRYFFINDOR? THE HOUSE OF FILTHY BLOODTRAITORS AND MUDBLOODS!!”
james flinched, but without thinking, he just blurted out “well what’s wrong with muggleborns?! one of the muggleborns in my class is the top of our year” he said thinking about lily, then realized he should’ve just kept his mouth shut as his mother raised her wand.
“crucio” she spat.
“NEVER HAVE I THOUGHT THAT THESE WORDS WOULD COME OUT OF THE MOUTH OF MY SON” she spat the word son as if it was some kind of dirt under her shoe, not minding james’ screams begging her to stop.
“s-stop p-please” he whispered, drained and panting.
but no luck, she cast hex after hex some bruising him and some cutting him.
“YOU FILTHY BLOODTRAITOR! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DISGRACE! YOU ARE LUCKY YOUR FATHER ISN’T HERE! HE WOULD’VE-”
but james didn’t hear the rest of it as his vision started to blur and everything went black.
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james woke up hours later, his body aching, lips bleeding, eyes bruised, everything bleeding and everything bruised, he could barely stand up.
he had no one, no one to help him, he missed his friends who were more of a family than his actual family.
he slowly got up and staggered his way to his room. and opened a drawer that he kept this potion that his uncle alphard had given him. he slowly put it on his torso, legs arms and back, as he watched the bruises and cuts slowly fade; they weren’t healing, more like hiding, since no potion can really heal magical curses. he wasn’t allowed to put it on his face though, since it weren’t safe if it touches your eyes or mouth. james sighted and hoped the wounds would heal by itself before school starts again.
this was going to be a long two months.
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as soon as james made it to kingscross, he desperately tried to get away from his family. he was tired and drained, but he still kept a straigned smile so no one would notice.
lily evans was hugging her parents before she spotted james leaving his family, she looked at him with disgust, she knows what his family does; kill people like her, like her parents and she hated that, she was just waiting for the moment james becomes one of them.
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james was sitting in an empty compartment, waiting for his friends, he felt a little drowsy and slowly, his eyelids dropped until he fell into a disturbed sleep.
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“oi!!! wake up you dimbo!!” that, was the voice of sirius potter, shaking james awake from a nightmare.
“i’m awake!!” james said rubbing the back of his neck.
“it looked like you were having a nightmare” peter stated.
james’ face reddened with embarassement and shrugged “i wasn’t” he mumbled. he was indeed having a nightmare, about his family torturing him, well it was more like the memories of all that they did to him in the summer than a nightmare, but he wasn’t about to admit to his friends that he was still having nightmares at this age.
“james, what happened to your face” remus pointed out, looking concerned.
“uh-” the cut and bruise on james eye, unfortunately, hadn’t faded. truth to be told, james totally forgot to make up an excuse.
“oh yeah uh i just fell while practicing on my broom, scratched my forehead and bruised my eye” he started, “mother ran out of healing potion so i was left like this.” not a bad excuse, he thought.
“oh! well don’t worry, i’ve got some potion for my cuts, the ones after the full moons, of course it doesn’t heal mine perfectly since mine are magical cuts, but it should work perfectly for you” remus said as he opened his truck and pulled out a jar full of healing potion.
“NO!! i mean no! uh i think it looks quite cool actually, i don’t want to heal it” james panicked, they would realize if it didn’t start healing.
lily, who was passing by and overheard this part, rolled her eyes. of course james black would try to make a cut look cool and start acting like a prick, she thought.
sirius grinned at him, and soon enough, they arrived to hogwarts.
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it was their fifth year, things were getting out of hand with his family he didn’t want to go back this christmas, all he wanted was one nice and peaceful crhistmas without his mother and father, one nice christmas where he can laugh and spend time with his friends, but he had to go, he had to go since his parents were having a christmas dinner, and he was their only heir, only son, so he has to be present.
“my parents invite you all over for christmas!!” sirius exclaimed happily. “this will be the best christmas ever!!!!” he jumped up and down. “here is the address” he said as he gave each of the boys a small paper written where the potter manor resided.
james too the paper and weakly smiled, he really wishes he can go, spend the christmas with his friends, but of course his parents wouldn’t let him, he snorted at the thought of walburga and orion letting him stay at a “blood traitor’s” house.
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james black braced himself as he stepped inside the house. he knew this would be worse, he heard his parents talk about this dark lord and how they supported him, he heard about what that dark lord does, and this year, he became more and more powerful, several families have been destroyed because of him, several students have been pulled out of hogwarts to go see their dead families or since their parents thought hogwarts wasn’t safe anymore. the blacks have become known supporters for the dark lord. james was sure they would become more strict than now that there was a known mass murderer.
“you’re here” walburga spat as she came in. “i thought you wouldn’t come” she smirked.
“trust me, i don’t want to be here as much as you do” james said without thinking. dammit, he needs to stop doing that. he thought as walburga raised her wand.
“a quick round of crucio will put you in place” she said as she laughed wickedly.
james has grown a little used to crucio, well the pain was still the same but he learned how to control his screams as to not give his mother the satisfaction she wanted.
“NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM AND GET DRESSED, THE GUESTS WILL ARRIVE SOON AND I WILL NOT BE TOLERATING ANYTHING NOT PRACTICED BY THE MOST NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK!!” she screeched an ear splinching screech that could probably make your ears bleed if you hear it for too long.
james quickly scrambled up to his room. he’ll try to be on his best behavior, he just wanted to get this over and done with.
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“ah yes about those mudbloods!!” lucious started. they were sitting at their christmas dinner, which didn’t have any christmas spirit. james sat in the very corner, kept quiet and tried not to draw attention to himself. he was really hoping this night would end soon.
“the dark lord has been ordering us to get rid of those filth” bellatrix continued pationately, eyes wide, looking like a maniac.
everyone at the table nodded in agreement.
james clenched his fists under the table, trying to calm himself.
then, all the guests started talking about the latest attacks as if as it was something normal.
“the dark lord had asked us to kill the mckinnon parents” walburga added in between the conversation, she gestured to her husband and herself, looking quite proud that she got the honor to get rid of them by none other than voldemort himself.
james’ heart stopped.
no, it couldn’t be, his- his parents were the ones that killed marlene’s family- james felt hot and dizzy, he remembered when marlene found out the new about her parents; how she cried for weeks, how she didn’t know who she’ll stay with for the summers. he started shaking and managed to get out the words he desperately didn’t want to believe; “you- you’re murderers!!!” james didn’t know what to do, he didn’t stand the thought of being related to them, he felt dirty, like the blood in his veins is the very same blood as some people who killed innocent families. “you killed- killed marlene’s family?!” he gathered all his strength, the anger radiating out of him. “YOU ARE NOTHING BUT COWARDS, ALL OF YOU- KILLING INNOCENT PEOPLE BECAUSE OF SOMETHING THEY HAVE NO CONTROL OVER?? BLOOD?!! THEIR BLOOD IS THE SAME COLOR AS OURS- THEY ARE AS GOOD AS YOU ALL- NO- NO- THEY ARE BETTER THAN YOU ALL!!! AT LEAST THEY DON’T GO KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE FUN OF IT- I AM-” but he didn’t get to finish his sentence.
“GET OUT!!! NOW” walburga screeched as orion got up and took james by the collar.
they closed the door behind them as both parents threw crucio, after crucio, after some other kind of dark spell.
“YOU ARE NO SON OF MINE!!! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED BY YOU! I WARNED YOU THAT YOU SHOULDVE KEPT YOUR TONGUE IN YOUR MOUTH FOR THE CHRISTMAS!!! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DISGRACE! CRUCIO!!” his mother or should i say former mother screeched- deafening anyone that was close to her.
walburga and orion were casting hexes and curses by turn as if they were playing some sort of tennis match or something, not bothered at all by james’ screems, begging and begging them to stop.
james couldn’t take it anymore. he just wanted it to stop, the pain. he was bleeding. his voice was hoarse from all the shouting he did. he was about to lose the last bit of consciousness that was left in him. he was fighting internally and externally to stay conscious.
james gathered all his last bit of energy to try to apparate, he had to go anywhere, anywhere was better than here. they were still learning apparition at hogwarts but he thought that getting splinched was the least thing he had to worry about at this point.
he closed his eyes, and thought of the first place he could go to; the potters. and so that’s where he went.
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he was right in front of the potters door, he barely knocked before everything slowly went black. james fell into unconsciousness.
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the potters were sitting together, also having a small family dinner before they heard a faint knock outside.
“sirius, honey, can you please get the door” mrs potter asked sirius.
“why me why can’t reg go” sirius whined.
“because because reg didn’t finish his dinner yet” she told him as he groaned and got up.
he opened the door and gasped, you could see the color draining from his face. james black looked dead, there was a big pool of blood next to him and he was full of gashes and bruises.
“m-mum, da-dad!!!” sirius shouted, he was panicked.
mr. and mrs. potter quickly came to see a broken boy at the step of their door.
“j-james- JAMES!!! wake up you bloody idiot!! don’t you dare die before me!!!!” sirius said panicked as regulus told sirius to stop being dramatic and that as much as james really looked like he was dead, was still breathing so wasn’t planning on dying anytime soon.
fleamont potter quickly carried james inside and placed him gently on the couch. euphemia went to get her emergency kit from her cupboard and started to gently heal some of the wounds, sirius frowned as most of them weren’t healing.
“mum, i think your potions have expired” regulus pointed out, “they aren’t healing”.
fleamont and euphemia looked at eachother gravely. they understood.
sirius, regulus, please go up to your rooms while we heal your friend over here.
sirius was about to protest before regulus grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away.
“i-i’m going outside. i’m going to use one of those phellyphones” sirius told his brother regulus.
“why?”
“because i need to call remus peter and lily”
“okay?”
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“HELLO!!!!” sirius shouted into the phellyphone.
“who is it??” a voice of a young lady, probably the same age as them answered.
“I AM SIRIUS POTTER LILY EVANS’ FRIEND FROM SCHOOL!! WHERE IS LILY EVANS?!”
“ugh lily, one of your friends are calling” it was petunia. she gave liky one last look of disgust before leaving.
“uh hey! who is it?” lily asked.
“IT’S ME SIRIUS”
“you know you don’t have to dream into the telephone? you’re going to make my ears bleed” lily laughed.
“oh uh- hi lily! i need you’re help!! james came to me yesterday, looking almost dead, he had so much cuts and bruises and it looked like the blood inside him was less than the one outside him, and so i called remus and peter to come over to you know cheer him up when he wakes up, and i know you aren’t that close to him but you’ve been getting along better this year and he really his find of you so i thought maybe you’d like to come” sirius said in one long breath.
it was true, lily thought, she was getting along with him better this year. and by the look of it, james’ case is terrible so what’s she gonna lose if she says no?
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remus peter and lily came to the potters manor the next day.
“sirius!! how is he?” remus asked anxiously as sirius let them in.
“he just woke up right now! come in!!!”
none of them had expected it to be that bad. they all stared in shock as james groaned and looked at them. he was still sitting lying on the couch from yesterday the blood soaking through his clothes and onto the couch.
it was like they were frozen, none of them really registering the scene they saw in-front of them.
finally, after what seemed like years, peter asked what they had all been afraid to ask.
“so uh- what happened really?” sirius shrugged and they all stared at james, who looked uncomfortable. he groaned as he slightly raised his hands to run through his hair; a habit he had developed when he was nervous or anxious.
james looked down embarrassed as he muttered incomprehensibly.
“i- i’m gonna go get dressed, my clothes’ a mess” james quickly said waving at his shirt soaked with blood. he stumbled at his attempt at getting up, and lily, who was closest to him, quickly helped him with his balance as sirius slowly led him to his room.
“here, let me help you take your shirt off, you can borrow one of mine” sirius said as he lifted james shirt. he froze halfway, fuck his whole body was covered with scars, all in different directions and different lengths, and then something hit him, he understood what had happened he suddenly felt really angry, he was going to kill james’ family even if it was the last thing he’d ever do. but right now, he had to help his friend so quickly got him a pair of jeans and sweatshirt.
james and sirius went downstairs again, where the others sat, lily could see james’ eyes were full of pain but kept a straigned smile on his face that made her jaws hurt at the sight of him.
“so a- are you going to tell us what happened?” lily asked, she wasn’t trying to pressure him but was really worried about what had happened.
james looked down, playing with the hem of his sleeves, but didn’t answer straightaway.
they all had almost lost hope that he would tell them anything when he finally let out a whisper;
“i- it was m-my family” they had barely heard him.
lily gently squeezed his hand, motioning for him to continue if he was comfortable.
“they- they used the c-crucio on me and- and other dark curses- because i- i- wasn’t like th-them, the only gryffindor- i was friends w-with muggleborns and “bloodtraitor” and then- then i found out that they- they killed the mckinnons- it was them- i shouted at them and was- was so angry- they kept cursing m-me crucio after c-crucio th-they ha-hate me” his voice cracked and james was now sobbing, he refused to maintain any eye contact, he was ashamed.
lily suddenly felt really horrible, she had hated james since first year because of his parents, and it turns out he was the complete opposite, she felt awful that she misjudged him.
then sirius asked “was- was it them that- that caused all those” he pointedly he lifted his shirt so that he could see his back and torso. james’ face grew red and quickly nodded while pulling his shirt back.
lily noted that there were not only new and opened wounds; there were also old ones that were quite faded by time, so this was something that happened to him quite often, it wasn’t recent. her heart melted as she now saw james as a whole new person, not in a bad way, she now saw how strong and brave he was, she couldn’t even stand the thought of her parents doing that to her, her blood boiled with anger and decided that one day, she will see the end of james’ parents’ life with her own eyes.
“why didn’t you tell us before? we could’ve helped” remus asked, eyes full with pity.
james looked down again and ruffled his hair
“i thought- i thought that this was something normal till third year, but then- it was t-too late for me to bring it u-up- so i just k-kept it to myself”
they all looked at him with pity in their eyes, james decided he never wanted to see them like that again, he couldn’t stand all the pity.
“i- i’ll go get some fresh air” james said after what felt like years, they were all staring at him and he wanted to get away from the spotlight.
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“are you alright? thought it might get a little lonely out here without anyone” lily came after she let james get some time alone.
james merely nodded.
“look, i’m sorry about the other years- i shouldn’t have said all i said to you- i thought you- i thought you had the same beliefs as- as your parents- but i don’t know you back then! now i know the real you so i just wanted to apologize” lily decided that apologizing would be the best way to get the guilt off her chest.
“it’s okay” james said, finally looking at her and gave her a real, genuine smile, for the first time in forever.
that’s when they realized how close they were, james could feel lily’s breath against his neck.
they both leaned in at the same time and pressed their lips together, james felt sparks shoot through his body as lily groaned in his mouth. the kiss was slow and pationate and left them breathless afterwards.
it had been long since james felt this alive.
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save me
summary: Y/N is trying her hardest to get out of an abusive relationship without telling anyone. However, she can’t always hide the bruises, especially from her best friend since childhood, Ben Hardy. Once he finds out, he tries his best to help her out without her getting hurt.
warnings: doctor talk, fluff, tiny bit of angst, very sad family reunion, tears lol, some cussing. angst at the end tho lol
a/n: this part will be both fluffy and sad! also, it makes me so happy that so many people are wanting to be tagged in this!! please feel free to shoot me an ask, message or comment if you want to be tagged!! enjoy <3
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"Mummy...?"
You couldn't believe what you were seeing right in front of you. Your mom, dad and twin brother were standing right before your eyes. Tears poured down your cheeks, your vision blurry from the salty liquid. You stood up from the wheelchair and ran into the arms of your family. You all held onto to each other, you ignored the soreness coursing throughout your body as you felt tight arms wrapped around you. You bawled into your dad's shoulders as your brother rubbed your back and your mom ran her fingers through your hair. Ben watched, his heart growing warm as he witnessed you in your happiest state. You dreamt of seeing your family again, although it was under better circumstances, but that didnt matter. They were finally there, holding you and making you feel safe.
After five minutes of crying and grabbing at eachother, the four you finally pulled away from one another. With tear stained cheeks, red and puffy eyes, you smiled brightly and help your hand to your heart. You figured Ben set this all up and made a mental note to make it up to him. Your brother, James, came up to you and placed his hands on your cheeks, wiping the tears from your eyes. You smiled and put your hands on top of his, looking him in the eyes. He had changed quite a bit from the last time you saw him. He had scruff growing all along his face, making him no longer look like a baby. You used to make fun of him for being a late bloomer, calling him "baby face" and pinching his cheeks. Now your baby brother, who was born a minute after you, was a big man. Although just 60 seconds apart, you always made him know that you were older.
"Look at how grown up my baby brother is!"
"You're only sixty seconds older than, you're not that cool." He chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully. He planted a small peck on the top of your head, taking advantage of his towering height over you. You smiled and leaned into him, scratching his back as he planted his chin on the top of your head. You both stayed in the position for awhile. Soon enough, tears formed in your eyes as guilt washed over you. You had always longed for warm and sweet hugs from your brother. His hugs had always made you instantly feel better if you were having a shitty day. He had always been taller than you, which made his hugs better. The sight made your mother cry as well, finally seeing her babies together again. She always took pictures of the hugs you and James shared. Her excuse as to why was to make y'all remind each other that you actually loved one another when you two got into typical brother/sister arguements. Everyone knew deep down that she took them for herself.
"I have missed you three way more than words could ever describe. I hate myself for never contacting you guys. I was just so-"
"Afraid? It's okay, Lily, Benny told us what we needed to know. He didn't go into too deep of detail in case you wanted to say more." Your father proclaimed, bringing you into his embrace. You wept as he held you, feeling a mix of a million emotions. You gripped your father's back tightly, as if you were going to lose him again. You cried as you heard him say your nickname he had given you at the age of three. You took in his fatherly scent, a mix of after shave and lavender. For some odd reason, your father always smelt like lavender, you never questioned it because you didn't mind it at all. It was a comforting scent you've grown to love.
The two you pulled away, looking into each others eyes. You and your dad had the exact same eye color. A mix of light blue and emerald green, almost identical. Everyone always complimented your eyes, you always bragged about how you had the exact same eye color as your dad's. James even had the same eye color, which left your mum's chocolate brown eyes out of the picture. However, your brother and you always looked more like your mum than your pops.
Your father planted a kiss on your forehead and gave you a nice big squeeze before pulling away and turning towards Ben. He clapped a hand on his shoulder and drew him in for a hug. He had always been the hugging type of man, if he shook your hand, he probably didn't like you. So coincidentally, he shook Trevor's hand when they first met, which should have been your first warning sign.
"Thank you for taking care of her, Benny." He whispered to him, just so he could hear. Ben nodded, turning his head towards you. His heart melted as he watched you and your mum holding onto each other like a mom koala and its baby. If it was possible, his pupils would have been in the shape of a heart. To nobody's knowledge, Ben had been feeling something different for you lately. Something he'd never imagined feeling about you. It made his heart flutter at the sight of you, his knees buckle when you laughed or smiled, his cheeks flush when you touched him, and his heart grow more each time you spent time together. He couldn't even begin to express his feelings for you because he didn't exactly know what it was. He had spent countless hours trying to draw up some type of conclusion. He failed nevertheless. When you had first told him about Trevor and his abusive ways, he wanted to break down right then and there. His heart broke into a million different pieces, but he had to tape it up to stay strong for you. He would go home and cry into his pillow, guilt coursing through his veins as he couldnt get the images of someone hurting you mercilessly out of his head. He shuddered at the thought and snapped out of his daze when he felt James wrap an arm around his shoulders. Ben smiled and brought James into a tight embrace. James was like the brother Ben never had. When the three of you were in high school and you were beginning the stages of womanhood, he spent a lot more time James as you spent more time with girlfriends.
A week later...
Your eyes flitted open, adjusting to the bright sunlight peaking through the curtains. You looked around, smiling at the fact that you had finally been discharged. You were discharged the following Friday when your family visited. Sadly, your parents lived five and half hours away and your brother lived even farther than them. They stayed until Friday morning, helping you get ready to leave. You spent that entire week, catching up with them and making plans for when you start feeling better. In this midst of that, Ben was off with Gwilym, making some plans of his own that you had zero knowledge of. He came back that Friday to take you back home to his flat. While you were in the hospital, James, Gwil and Ben had been moving your stuff out of your flat after it had been released by the police. You admitted to Ben that you were too afraid to live there anymore. Thus creating the idea of you moving into Ben's flat. He had two more spare bedrooms that you live in. You basically lived with him anyways so there wouldn't be that much of a difference. So you agreed, after arguing with Ben about you paying rent and him insisting that he doesnt give a damn. The two of you finally came to the compromise you paying fifty fifty of the rent with him each month.
Taking a deep breath, you swung your legs over the bed, throwing your comforter off of your body. Disconnecting your phone from the charger and slipping on some house shoes, you made your way downstairs to see Ben in the kitchen cooking the two of you some delicious breakfast. Which contained waffles, bacon, scrambled eggs, english muffins with strawberry cream cheese (your favorite), and tea. You shot him a warm smile as you walked towards the kitchen island and jumping up to plop a seat on it.
"What are we gonna do today?" You asked, reaching your hand towards the english muffins, only for Ben to smack it and tsk you. You creased your eyebrows and pulled away, playfully pouting. Ever since you got out of the hospital, living with Ben had been such a breeze. You were still on medical leave from work and Ben didn't have many big things in his acting world at the moment so you both spent quite some time together. He helped you sell your old flat and put all of Trevor's shit into a storage unit. You hadn't seen Trevor since you saw him being arrested after the attack. It was quite the heavenly sight to see, though the events that led up to it were horrific. You still had nightmares from the attack, causing you to wake up at ungodly hours in a sweat and tears. Ben wasn't aware of these nightmares because he slept like a rock. The only way you could calm yourself was to walk around the house, to become aware of your surroundings, to know that you were now safe. Often, you'd find yourself sitting outside of Ben's door, tempted to knock and crawl into his arms. Just knowing he was in the room comforted you. Luckily, he let you have the room that was closest to his, making it accessible for the two of you reach each other quickly.
"Maybe shopping? Need to get some more groceries then maybe we could go to the mall?" He asked, looking at you while carefully making you and himself a plate. Usually you'd argue about going shopping but since selling your house, you had some money in the bank. Along with the house, you also had money from your last check from work and your paid medical leave. When your boss had found out about your situation, he insisted on making it a paid medical leave as he wanted you not to worry about anything. You shrugged your shoulders in agreement. You had lowkey been wanting to do some retail therapy here lately. Usually, you'd be at the bottom of a vodka bottle, but it made you shiver at the thought of who you used to be.
"I wouldn't mind that, been wanting to go shopping lately. Retail therapy is the best way to go." You joked as you stabbed your fork into your waffle and bringing it to your mouth. Ben watched you, a smile rose on his lips as he did so. Each day he felt like he was falling harder and harder for you. He wanted so badly to ask you out but considering your trust for men has decreased dramatically, he decided against it and was willing to wait for you. He could never imagine pushing you and making you uncomfortable. It was the last thing he had ever wanted. All he wanted was to make you happy, together or not. Seeing your smile after going through a hurricane, made his heart sing.
"After this, don't forget to take your meds." Ben reminded as he started cleaning up all the dirty dishes he used to cook with. You nodded as you took a sip of your tea, not breaking eye contact with your phone. You had gotten a couple of sweet direct messages, emails and comments from Ben's fans every now and then when he post about you. His recent post was a picture of you in the wheelchair as you were leaving the hospital. You had a thumbs up and a soft smile. The caption always made you smile when you would read it.
'Strongest gal I have ever known. You're the bestest. @yourusername.'
You turned your phone off and put it face down, finishing up your breakfast and tea. You stood up, grabbing your cup and plate and placing them in the sink before heading to the upstairs bathroom. You let Ben know you were going to shower before you two would leave. He nodded and headed up to his room to get ready. When you made it to your closet, you tapped your index finger against your chin trying to decide what to wear for the day. You opted on an old vintage Queen shirt paired with some rocky denim shorts and cute wicker platform sandals. You set your outfit aside on your bed and undressed, getting ready to shower. Turning on some music, you turned the shower nob, making the shower piping hot just the way you like it. You hopped in, dancing and singing to the music that blared throughout the bathroom. You used a shampoo bottle as a microphone as you blared lyrics at the top of your lungs.
"Thank you for coming tonight. See you next time!" You announced to yourself in the mirror, trying to mimic crowd noise as you began to get ready. You dried your hair off with a blow dryer. You french braided it on both sides of your head, joining the two braids into a low messy bun. You pulled some baby hairs from your head, styling up the look a little better. After fondling with your hair, you began with your makeup. You swiped some concealer all over your face, blending it out with your sponge egg. You set the concealer with some powder and popped some nice and shiny highlighter on your cheekbones and inner corner of your eyes. You popped on some mascara, making your lashes POP and eye color beam. Finally done after applying a layer of chapstick, you slipped into your outfit. You wore a cute pastel yellow lacy bralette that went perfectly with your sandals and tshirt. Taking one last look in the full length body mirror, you nodded in content with the way you looked and finally made your way downstairs, after grabbing your wallet and phone.
Your sandals clicked against the tile as you skipped down the stairs. Ben was already done and ready to go when he saw you come down the steps. His heart lurched out of his chest at the sight of you, he couldn't help but smile at you.
"Ready to go?"
You nodded and slipped past him, beating him to his car. You waited for him to unlock it and slid into the passenger seat. You felt like today was going to be a great day. Nothing could stop the happiness you felt when hanging out with Ben.
The whole day consisted of laughter, shopping at the most random places, and loads of ice cream and random food trucks. This had been best day you've had in such a long time, all thanks to Ben. You were both strolling along inside the mall, when you spotted a Build-a-bear. You instantly started dragging Ben into the little store. When you were younger, your parents both bought you teddy bears. Ben, being the masculine boy he was, acted like it was too girly for him. Although when alone, he'd cuddle the bear close to chest and would yell at his mum if she tried to get rid of it.
"I have to get one!" You exclaimed as you went to choose your bear. Ben watched you adoringly with a loving smile on his lips. The way you stuck your tongue out of your mouth when you were trying to decide which bear you wanted made his knees want to pull below him. You ended up choosing a simple golden colored bear with green eyes. You stuffed it just enough for it to form but soft and cuddly. Finally, you got the choice of whether or not you wanted it scented. You chose not to because without anyone's knowledge, you planned on going home and spritzing it with Ben's cologne. When you were satisfied with how your bear turned out, you paid and the two of you finally ventured home.
"Today was so much fun Ben, thank you." You smiled and wrapped your arms around his waist, bringing him into a hug making him drop all the bags on the floor. He smiled and hugged you back just as warm and tight as you did. You pulled away far enough to look into his eyes. God his eyes always drew you in. You could stare at them all day long. Ben felt the same, you both were blessed with the most majestically colored orbs anyone could have. You smiled at him and brought your hands to his cheeks, softly pinching them.
"You're the best benny." You whispered as you laid your head on his shoulder. He planted his hand on the back of your head, lightly tangling his fingers in your hair.
"Come on, let's put this stuff up and go to bed."
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Lie in the bed you made
Chapter 2 Of The Heir. Catch up here.
I am missing TRR pretty fiercely. Even though I know this Hiatus will ultimately give the writers a breather so they can regroup, I miss my King. So in the meantime. I will write.
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Recap: Our King has returned after two and a half years on his engagement tour and invited Kendra to the UN ball to catch up. He currently has no idea of his son, and is attempting to tie loose ends by getting Kendra to sign an NDA. However the two quickly rekindled their flame and spent the night talking.
side note: Y’all may think that Liam is an ass, and he kind of is. BUT in his defense remember that he has spent the last two and a half years alone with Madeline, with no MC to cheer him up, or give him a ‘light at the end of the tunnel’ per say. Give the kid a break, lmao.
My head pounded when I woke, sweat from the night clinging to my skin as I dragged my eyes open. There wasn’t any light coming through the window, and I turned to see if Liam had woken yet. I was greeted with my answer when I met his blue eyes, gazing at me softly. “Good morning.” He whispered. Despite my head pounding, I smiled. “Good morning, Liam.” I whispered back, neither of us ready to break the peaceful quiet morning.
I relaxed into the pillows, as I felt his arm snake around my waist under the covers. I turned and pushed my back into his chest, form fitting myself to him. It had been a long time since I had woken to another persons touch. He kissed my neck from behind and I smiled wider. “You always were insatiable in the morning.” I chuckled. I felt his lips smile as he tugged of the shoulder of the shirt I was wearing to spread the kisses to my shoulder. I turned my head, and captured the next kiss with my lips.
Liam smiled, “I’m glad that you came last night. I didn’t think you would, and that I’d never see you again. Or that Ymir wouldn’t get the invitation to you” He said, his kisses trailing back up to my ear. His fingertips played with the exposed skin on my hips between my waistline and my shirt. Electricity tingled in the wake of his touch, and I could feel my resolve swaying. “You’re going to make me late.” I muttered, he laughed, “Late to what?”
“I have a job you know.” I stated, rolling over to face him. He motioned outside, “The sun isn’t even close to rising.” Liam said, his hand still leaving trails of excitement on my skin. I gave him a sad smile. “I have to go Liam.” I said, sitting up and looking around for my dress. He sighed and sat up as well, “You can’t call out, just for today?” he pleaded. “I have to leave today.” I frowned at his words. He was only in town for the party then, “Well at least this time you can leave me a phone number, or email. We can keep in touch. I have people counting on me. I can’t just bail out.” I said, and Liam pouted. He sat still for a moment, thinking, “Come with me.” He stated.
I turned to look at him. He waited, gauging my response. I gave him a surprised laugh. “Liam I can’t just pack up and move, I have responsibilities.” I told said. He got up, the conviction in his eyes growing, “Kendra I can give you another job, and a raise. Whatever you want, just please, come with me. Let me show you my world.” I had begged to hear those words at the statue of liberty. But now I had Cadence, and I wouldn’t uproot his life, I knew Liam years ago, but I didn’t know him anymore.
“ I can’t.” I said firmly. Liam frowned, the mood soured. I stood and began collecting my items. My dress and shoes. I spotted the NDA agreement on the floor. Picking the pages up I read the terms, the agreement was ironclad, I couldn’t breath a word of our previous time together. A section in the agreement caught my eye, he had also covered any future encounters.
“You have all your bases covered, huh.” I said curtly, suddenly irate with his arrogance. I reached my clutch, knowing there was a pen in it. “I want an amendment made.” Liam looked at me, noticing the NDA in my hand. “Oh, right. What amendment.” Liam said, rubbing the inside of his palm, a nervous tick he always had. “I want a non contact added. Under any circumstance.” I said bluntly.
“What?” Liam said in shock. The dazzle of the ball last night had worn off, I still had my son to think about. Liam couldn’t just waltz in here, and turn my life upside down yet again. I maintained eye contact with him, “you heard me Liam.” His composure clicked into place, replacing my Liam with someone foreign. “If that is what you wish, Kendra.” My alarm rang, startling the both of us.
It was now 6, and my dad would be leaving to drop Cadence off at daycare. I cursed internally, I had meant to stay out this late, and I was sure to hear it from my dad later. Liam moved to turn the alarm off, I moved to grab my phone before he did. “I have it, Liam.” Liam was closer, but I managed to grab it first and hit stop on the screen. The alarm closed revealing the smiling, dimpled, blonde as my background. Liam frowned at my behavior as I quickly shoved the phone into the waistband of my underwear.
Panic internally built inside of me, I had come too close to exposing Cadence. I couldn’t battle a king for custody, I’d lose. My heart hammered, all I could see was Cadence being taken. Whisked away to some foreign country, I would lose the only thing in this world I cared about.
"I don’t understand.” He asked, his voice on the verge of breaking. “You seemed to enjoy being here last night. Was that just the champagne talking?” I shook my head no.
“Why then.” He asked. I looked at him, “Liam, I don’t know you anymore. I used to know you, once upon a time, but I don’t. The last time you entered my life you completely uprooted it. Now you’re back, and that’s enough of a wave, but you’re a king, Liam.” I sighed, motioning to the phone, “I don’t need or want the public eye on me.”
There was a soft but assertive knock at the door. “Άδεια εισόδου, η μεγαλειότητά σας;” I recognized the language as that of my table guests from the night previous. “ναι” Liam responded. I shot Liam a look as I shuffled quickly back to the bed so that I could cover my bottom half.
A tan colored man with brushed back thick black hair and a styled beard and mustache opened the door and entered quickly. The two shared a rushed exchange in the foreign language, and the man bowed his head and left as quickly as he had come. Liam rubbed his temples.
I stood and stripped out of Liam’s shirt, noticing his lack of shame as his eyes roved my body in the mirror. “You could at least pretend to be a gentleman and not look.” I said catching his eye in the mirror in front of me. He raised an eyebrow, “There is a perfectly usable bathroom connected to the room if you cared so much about privacy. That street goes both ways.” I shrugged, conceding. I started to pull my dress back over my hips.
“Kendra, wait a moment. Ill get you a change of clothes. You cant leave here in the same dress from last night. The press will have a field day.” Liam said clearly annoyed. He turned to pull his own phone off the night stand and I mimicked him silently as his back was turned.
My own thoughts tumbled, Liam had almost seen the picture of Cadence but instead I was home free. He was leaving today. He would get on a plane, I could sign the NDA and we could never speak of this entire ordeal ever again. Liam wouldn't have to deal with the scandal, I wouldn’t lose my son, it was a win win situation.
My own guilt tugged at my insides, my heart knew it was wrong. I knew that there would come a day when my curly haired little boy wouldn’t be so little anymore.
He would see all the other kids with their moms and dads and wonder why Grandpa always filled in. He would one day ask, and I would have to lie or explain my cowardice. In the end the truth has a habit of coming out, and I might be able to hold this off for 20 years, maybe even 30, but eventually it would get out.
I gave in. I had to tell Liam the truth. “Liam, when does your flight leave?” I said with defeat. He looked up from his phone, pausing to think. “Eleven, why?”
“Let me make a phone call to work. I’d like to spend some time with you before you go.” I said. Liam stared at me, “Can you make up your mind please Kendra? You’re giving me whip lash. You either like me, or you don’t. You can’t keep switching it up on me.” I sighed, “I’m sorry. It’s just, I’m word vomiting because I’m in unfamiliar territory, and most of me wants to just go home and pretend I never saw you again and that I didn’t just learn that MY Liam is a king and that I didn’t see you and immediately want to jump your bones and slap you all at the same time and-” Liam laughed and cut me off.
“Kendra, relax. I am still me, the same guy that spend a week pent up the apartment with you. I’m sorry that you got blindsided by this, I tried to get in touch with you before news broke but you had already left your old job.” I gritted my teeth. “Yeah. About that.” I said, bracing myself for Liam’s reaction.
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does hermanns cane have like...some kind of sentimental significance because i realized its just the solid wood kind without anything on the handle and those are Not comfortable for regular/longterm use. my first cane had a wooden handle and my hand got so sore even just going out a couple times a day (so probably not even as much as he would be using it in any given day bc its not like hes working from one single desk in the lab, theres a lot of standing and walking) and he rly seems like the kinda guy to care about functionality
(i know Realistically it was probably just that the costume department probably doesnt have a lot of cane users to be able to know this from personal experience But Obviously Im Going To Fixate On This and if ppl r gonna piece together explanations for massive plot inconsistencies i can let myself have this lol)
i Also know the kinda-sorta-canon-but-its-not-really-canon-canon reason for him using a cane is bc he was in the wrong place at the wrong time during a kaiju attack and it fucked up his hip but uh. my city now so I Propose:
needing a mobility aid when youre not old enough for it to be expected (so basically anywhere younger than Really Old) gets a lot of...attention...and its not usually positive, even if its not overtly negative its usually kind of just. weird and uncomfortable. people dont really know what to do with it and it gets awkward
and hermann was so much younger than everyone he would be spending most of his time around starting at such a young age, he was already set apart, he wasnt on equal social footing with his peers however much he was their equal (and then some, a lot of the time) intellectually and academically. even when people were nice and friendly and welcoming, there was always going to be that imbalance, because hes just a kid, hes just a teenager, hes just
and he tries not to Cave, because thats what he tells himself it is, rather than not wanting to be seen as even more different than he already is, because he thinks thats vanity, and he isnt vain. its something he can power through until he cant, and hes in labs staring at the clock with twenty minutes to go counting down the seconds until he can sit down and do something about his legs screaming at him to stop and taking all of his focus away from what hes trying to do, and twenty minutes turns into thirty, and forty, and eventually he starts dreading sitting down just because it means hes going to have to stand up again, but he can push through it, he keeps telling himself he can, until the room goes silent at the shattering of a beaker hitting the floor, and he realizes its coming from him
he usually works on assignments in the waiting room before physical therapy, but he cant put any pressure on his legs that time, even the thinnest binder he has too heavy to write on
and the physical therapist gives him a cane.
it looks like he came out of a hospital with it; at first he likes that, because its no-nonsense and simple, until everyone thinks it is from a hospital, and he has to explain no, its not, i didnt hurt myself, this isnt an injury, i know, im not actually too young for this to happen, thats not how this works—
arent you a little young for that was something he was used to hearing, but all the other times, he had been able to prove them wrong and impress. even after rattling off his conditions—he shouldnt have to, its not their business, he just wants to be able to walk, but they dont stop asking, they dont stop looking—theres nothing impressive about that, no satisfaction in proving them wrong.
he has one professor who uses a cane; shes old and withered like a tree that looks like it could break in the wind but thats been there for decades without falling, smoothly going from standing to sitting without enough of a break to it for anyone to take much notice, but hermann does, now
she gets tense, her breathing a little heavier, and she directs a wheely desk chair to where she needs it to be before smoothly sitting down without a break in her sentence. hes seen old faculty pictures of her, old enough that she wasnt yet, the same heavy wooden cane in her hand in each one even when her hair was still brown.
she knows what shes doing.
she makes eye contact with him on his way in the first day he uses the plain gray cane, just for a second, a second longer than she normally did, and she doesnt say anything that she wouldnt normally, the first person whose tone didnt change even a little when she called on him.
the staring and the questioning makes his chest twist a little less for the rest of the day.
his shoulder is killing him, though, his back below his shoulderblade a constant twinge that gets worse throughout the day the longer he stands, worse on lab days when he cant sit down much.
hes trying to reach that one spot with his fingers when the professor makes eye contact again.
she waves him over at the end with a question about a paper he had turned in a couple days before, but the question was such a simple clarification that hes sure it has to be something else—
“thats too tall for you,” she says, gesturing with her cane towards his. “stand up.”
he does.
“no, relax your shoulders, like you normally stand.”
he does.
she holds her hand flat with the side at his hip and scoots her chair forward, looking between the cane and hermann with slightly raised eyebrows, and he nods.
she clicks the little button on the side, twisting the two pieces until it lowers to the next notch.
“see how that feels,” she says, “itll wreck your back if its too high up.”
his back doesnt hurt after that, from an adjustment of just an inch and one look at him rubbing at his shoulder, not even asking why he uses it in the first place.
she knows what shes doing.
its more than that, hermann realizes, the more he watches and the more he picks up on from personal experience. she can command a room with it, walking with such purpose, even limping, her chin high and the rubber tip hitting the ground at the exact right moment for the exact right emphasis.
hes reluctant to use the word inspiring after the way hes heard it used about him, people like him, just doing what they need to do, but he holds his head higher, and eventually hes not just pretending that the twisting feeling in his chest from the feeling of eyes on the back of his head isnt there anymore, at least most of the time.
it feels like a wall thats been put up, but it feels safe, and he decides he would rather push someone away by not putting up with that sick-sweet way people started talking to him once he started using the cane than let them pretend they were being kind.
he was already plenty used to being coddled and talked down to and patronized for assumptions made based on his appearance; he knows it when he hears it, and hes hearing it loud and clear. if he couldnt prove them wrong and impress, he could at least keep that sick-sweet tone from sticking to his skin the way it used to, always leaving him feeling like he needed a shower.
it still doesnt stop all the questions.
its the end of the year when hes started looking at canes online.
he cant find any that he likes, partly because he feels like he shouldnt like it; its a piece of equipment, something to get around, and he had never put much thought into what his shoes looked like, so it doesnt feel like he should be so stuck on what his cane would look like.
his mind is made up for him when he comes in for his last lecture with the professor like an old tree, and she has a different cane.
he recognizes the brand from the google searches; its fiberglass, light and strong and expensive, matches the pale blue of her glasses, and he finds himself almost disappointed not to see the wooden one, attached to it even though it wasnt his own.
she waves him over at the end with a question about a paper.
all of his papers had already been plugged into his grades.
he doesnt know why his heart is thudding against his ribs when she pulls out something long and wrapped in newspaper from under her desk.
she had it shaved down to the right height, she tells him—its old, it wasnt made to be adjustable, and she says it like an apology, but hermanns eyes are stinging as he pulls apart the newspaper, a new rubber tip attached to the bottom, the handle still worn down in a couple places, and the cane that looks like it came from a hospital stays in the back of his closet after that.
#me: maybe this would be an interesting idea for a fic#me: basically accidentally writes a fucking fic#i might turn this into a fic at some point im way too into being able to project onto actual disabled characters instead of just like#making shit up based on canon stuff that was just never really gotten into lol#I Sincerely Hope The Read More On This Post Works And If Not I Apologize I Just Dont Know How To Shut Up
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Wanna-One Kang Daniel Prince!AU (Part 1)
For anon; I don’t really know much about royalty things so bear with me lmao. You can find part 2 here and part 3 here. Enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)
A/N: Edit above is not mine, all credit to the fan who survived long enough to finish making this! (sorry I don’t know who made it, if anyone does let me know and I’ll give credit)
Okay so let’s make up a fictional country
And in this fictional country, there is a royalty system; and the prince is guess who Kang Daniel
Doesn’t have many actual responsibilities as of now because mostly the King and his assistants take care of everything
Daniel’s job is basically to not fuck up in public and to uMMM u know carry on the dynasty 👀
He’s still in college but doesn’t really talk to anyone other than his close friends that he’s known since middle school
(like a F4 thing from Boys Over Flowers LOL)
His parents (the King and Queen in case that wasn’t clear rip) actually told him to not really talk to other people because they were afraid Daniel would be taken advantage of
But never fear Daniel has his good ol comrades: Ong and Jaehwan
Those two also had some kind of connections to people in positions of high power, whether that be through business, music, etc.
Despite how powerful they are, they surprisingly aren’t all that bad of people; all of them are pretty nice even if they slack off sometimes on their schoolwork lol
But people generally think of them as unapproachable (which they kind of are, because they’ve known each other since forever and trust one another wholeheartedly)
Anyway Daniel bodyguards and people who escort him to school, but that got awkward so he insisted on being by himself at least while on the school campus
Girls (and guys) flocked around them
How convenient, a bunch of handsome people all hanging out together. Makes for some good pictures
You kind of... distantly knew Daniel, but obviously not well
One of Daniel’s older friends who wasn’t in college, Jisung, was your cousin
Daniel and Jisung’s parents were friends, but the two connected very well lol
Jisung and Daniel were practically like family despite their age difference, so you used to hang out with Jisung at the Kang’s palace when you were young b/c Jisung was in charge of babysitting you a lot lol
You three would do Cute Things™️ like play board games and play tag and draw pictures and giggle
The King and Queen always liked treating you all to foods and buying you games; they even installed a swimming pool in the palace so that you three could learn to swim together there
But ever since Jisung started going to middle school, the time was greatly reduced for the three of you to hang out
(I’m thinking ages around... Jisung being 12, Daniel 6, you 5 or something. up to you lmao it doesnt matter)
So you pretty much had no contact with Daniel for many years
But now, you were both in the same school
Of course this probably wouldn’t change much because obviously you hadn’t known or talked to him for many years
You were shocked at how... well he grew up
He was really tall now, and really handsome,,, and also really off limits lol
You saw him again for the first time in your math class, you were a couple classes ahead so the both of you were in the same class even though you were younger
You had seen him on tv and in photoshoots but you had no idea how much better he looked in real life, which was really something considering he looked perfect in pictures as well
He didn’t seem to recognize you though, which made perfect sense since you guys hadn’t met in years
Maybe he’d remember my name?
But when the teacher called for attendance in the math class that day, Daniel showed no reaction when you got called
You had to admit you were disappointed, but it wasn’t a big deal
You thought you wouldn’t be like all the other girls, fawning over Daniel, because you knew what a n00b he used to be, but here you getting all embarrassed over how attractive he was lol
For the rest of the semester, you just kinda stared at Daniel from afar, never approaching him or giving him gifts or anything because you thought it would be weird for you to do that
He was always just giggling and fooling around in class
He was one of those students who wasn’t that amazing at school but was charming and happy, making the teachers and other students love them anyway
Would always participate in class with wrong answers, and bicker with the teacher jokingly
Only a certain type of person could do that LOL and it wasn’t just because he was the Prince, he was genuinely a fun guy
When the winter holidays rolled around, though, things changed
You read on the news that the palace was looking for a potential spouse for Daniel, so they could ensure the continuation of their dynasty
And just a day later, you got a call from Jisung, asking if you could come over to his place
He told you that the royal family was having a New Year’s ball, and asked if you wanted to go instead of him because he already had plans
You had nothing better to do, so you said it was fine lets not kid yourself you wanted to see someone
Jisung, being the lovely cousin he was, had already ordered a dress for you :’)))
Jisung the OG Fairy Godmother
For the next couple of days, you were just a ball of nerves; you had never been to one of these parties before
Jisung went every year, but you never went because typically people under 13 couldn’t go (unless you were royalty)
You pretty much hid in bed and googled how to act at parties until December 31st rolled around
You did your own makeup and hair, which was... difficult but you ended up satisfied
You didn’t look extravagant, but you were pretty
You arrived at the palace, and pretty much just stood there awkwardly because you had no friends and no escort at the party
But food is always a reliable friend so you headed over to that area
And you found... a whole tray of different kinds of cheese. You instinctively squealed at all the cute little cubes
You stacked up enough food to fill you with happiness and sat at a table by yourself, in the corner, slightly in a blind spot from the rest of the party
A perfect hiding spot !
As you looked around, you started feeling kinda weird
Everyone at the party was so FANXY (dean if ur reading this i love u)
You were also wearing a quite expensive dress but everyone there oozed this aura of class and sophistication
ANd here you were building a jenga tower out of carrot sticks
Oh well. You didn’t know what you had to gain out of being at the party; you came out of curiosity to see the palace again and Daniel, but you hadn’t even seen the latter yet
All that happened so far was the pain of your feet in the high heels you were wearing
You leaned down in your chair, taking your heels off and massaging your feet, the tablecloth sort of covering your head
You were just rubbing away the pain when you heard two familiar voices
“All of the women here are just... not what I was hoping for,” a woman said
“Yes, it would be nice if we got to see if they were actually good people instead of just them trying to say what will impress us,” a man replied
“Daniel doesn’t deserve someone who just wants to take advantage of the throne. The princess should be someone with a good heart, not someone with good makeup artists”
Without thinking, you exclaimed “Oh yeah, that’s such a good perspective, I totally agree with that,” head still under the table
You heard gasps behind you, the people were shocked
Hmm, maybe I can talk to these people so I won’t be alone anymore
You tried to get up, banging your head in the process, and said “Oh, I’m sorry about that, nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N)”
And thEN you looked up... to find staring at you the King and Queen
sdklfjksldjfKLJSDKEILFDKSJKlsd WTF NO
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry for interrupting you, uhhh thank you for serving us so well hah” you mumbled out, starting to run away
And then you realized you hadn’t put your shoes on yet, stopping in your place
The King and Queen were still standing there, staring at you
You walked back to your shoes, and started to put them on
“Leaving my shoes behind? I guess I think I’m like Cinderella or something”, you tried to joke, making an awkward smile
You started to cringe, about to run again, but then you heard laughs
The King and Queen were totally cracking the fuck up at your bad joke
Was it really that funny? uh okay i guess whatever works???
“What’s your name again?” the Queen asked through her laughter
“Uh it’s (Y/N), are you guys hiring for a royal jester position or something”
They started their laughing fit all over again, before the King suddenly stopped
“(Y/N)? Isn’t that the name of the little girl who always used to come over and play with Jisung?”
“Uh yep that’s me all right, Jisung gave me his invitation this year to come on behalf of him, he was busy”
The King and Queen gasped and then both hugged you, just like they had in old times
“You have grown up so well! Do you still enjoy cheese? I remember the chefs always had to restock every time you and Jisung came over,” the Queen said
“Uh. Yeah I still like cheese I guess, haha..”
“Oh my goodness! Have you met Daniel yet? I’m sure he’d be so excited to see his old childhood friend! Let’s go meet him now, (Y/N)”
oh god no nog no no nson on o no no no . n on no awkward nono no no
“Oh gosh no that is totally all right I’m doing just fi–”
“What do you mean, you’re sitting by yourself like a loser, you probably know nobody here” the king laughed out
... bruh
The royal parents escorted you to see Daniel, earning looks from the rest of the people at the party, as you internally freaked the fuck out
oh my gosh he has been in my math class the entire year he would think it is so weird that i’m approaching him now oh god and his parents are here too they’re making such a big deal about this–
“Okay (Y/N) just wait here, we’ll find Dan and bring him in, just wait”, the Queen said, plopping you down on a fancy couch in one of the other rooms of the palace
The Queen and King walked out, giggling to themselves as they searched for Daniel
“I think she’d be a really good choice for Daniel, she was such a fresh breath of air!”
“Yes, and they’re both friends! How adorable,”
Time passed by in slow motion as you sat in the room by yourself
You got up and started pacing around to attempt to calm your nerves
You hadn’t even seen Daniel the whole time you were here, and now you were going to be alone together? He would find out that you were in his math class the whole time and then that would be super weird
You picked up random objects in the room and looked at them, as the butterflies in your stomach stirred up some tsunamis
You were in the middle of looking at all the books on the shelf, when you heard footsteps walk into the room
You whirled around, and found yourself making direct eye contact with Daniel, in a black and white checked suit (the same one as in the picture hehe)
“Uh, hello?” Daniel’s deep voice called out to you
“...Hi,” you meekly responded, tucking some hair behind your ear
Jeez (Y/N) why are you so nervous...
“Do you want to sit?” Daniel motioned to the couch, walking over to it himself
This was the most serious you have ever seen him, and you were shocked by it
“Uh yeah, so I guess your parents told you but apparently we used to be childhood friends, I’m (Y/N), Jisung’s little cousin, we used to play togeth–” you started to explain, before Daniel interrupted you
“I know who you are.”
You finally met his eyes, taken aback by his strong gaze
Is he mad? Wha–
“Why didn’t you say hello earlier? In math class?” he continued
Well this managed to turn more awkward.
“Oh...” you started, fiddling your fingers, “I thought you didn’t remember me, so I thought it’d be weird to talk to you again,”
You glanced up at him, only to find his eyes curved into cute little crescents, his deep laugh finally escaping his mouth
“Jesus, I can’t believe we both thought the same thing. I thought you didn’t remember me. I was hurt, (Y/N)!” He exclaimed, playfully shoving you
You sat there in shock, as Daniel started rattling off stories of what you two used to do, ruffling your hair (messing up your hard work, although he barely noticed that)
“You remember me?” You quietly asked, letting your thoughts loose
“(Y/N), Jisung talks about you all the time, even if I wanted to forget I wouldn’t be able to, you crazy cat”
You looked up at him and couldn’t help but blush
He was so pure and happy, and it made you feel wonderful
The two of you just sat there in the room for another 30 minutes, chatting about old times and how you’d been for the past... many years
You hadn’t talked in years, but for some reason the both of you just connected well, genuinely interested in what the other had been up to
Too soon, it was time for Daniel to go back to the party and do some wishes for the New Year
“I’m so glad we met again, I was honestly so lonely at the party because I don’t know anyone, even your dad called me a loser”
“I’m actually pretty lonely at these parties too; Seongwoo and Jaehwan usually have their own commitments to be at today, I’m glad you’re here, (Y/N)”
You smiled at him, the both of you kind of inching towards another for a maybe hug, but you guys just did some awkward movements and ended up in a weird handshake
Daniel scratched his face, embarrassed, and said he would see you later, running off back to the party
You sat back on the couch, laying down sprawled everywhere, letting what had happened in the past couple of hours sink in
Did that really just happen?
You excitedly thought of all the things the both of you had to talk about, feeling fulfilled that the mystery between you two had been sorted out
You were so happy that your childhood friend that you cherished so much was not lost forever!
If you didn’t have a crush on Daniel before, you definitely did now.
Part 2, Part 3
A/N: So I was planning for this to be done in one shot, but it turned out more intense than I had anticipated LOL
Hopefully this will be wrapped up in the next part; I really enjoyed this concept!
#wanna one#kang daniel#wanna one scenarios#kang daniel scenarios#kang daniel imagines#wanna one imagines#ongniel#wanna one au#daniel#kang daniel au#ong seongwoo#ong#jaehwan#kim jaehwan#yoon jisung#produce 101 season 2#produce 101 scenarios#produce 101 imagines#produce 101 au#broduce#broduce 101#kpop au#kpop fanfic#kpop scenarios#pd101s2#produce 101 boys#produce 101#pd101#bd101#scenario
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anyway, this has been a While coming and now im back in new orleans so LOTS OF GUSHING ABOUT THE LIGHTNING THIEF MUSICAL, UNDER THE CUT
the ambiance of the theater, dim and filled with soft storm sounds
this show does really beautiful things with overlapping singing and w harmonys and its So low budget but still so good and the cast is small but amazing and literally everyone but chris is cast into several roles and its just amazing
if u dont wanna read this whole thing, just scroll down to the end for a Special Surprise
ACT 1
the Bitter, Angry, Sad music, ltm is truly the Emo Rock Musical we deserve
i seriously almost fell out of my chair when chris mccarrell came out. he honest to god was SUCH a good percy, so fidgety and all his expressions were ON POINT
“CHROOONOOOOOOOS”
ms dodds in General she was hilarious for the literal 3 minutes she was onstage
the pen to sword transformation is literally just: chris hides the pen and grabs the sword from somewhere else onstage. during my show, in the ms dodds fight scene, the sword was on the back of chirons wheelchair and it got stuck so he had to trip after the chair as chiron wheeled off and TUG it off to fight
DID I MENTION HOW MUCH I LOVED CHRIS MCCARRELL AND HOW AMAZING HIS VOICE WAS? BECAUSE I DO AND IT W A S
sally is a BLACK WOMAN
just in general, this show was Amazing at raceblind casting
sally sprayed febreeze after smelly gabe, like he leaned to look in the fridge and she stood behind him spraying febreeze directly at him for like 30 seconds
“he was handsome and strong and before too long- you came!” percy was roasting marshmallows and looking out towards the audience and sally was rubbing up and down the sides of her body during this before “you came!” and it was v funny
Strong in general was Great bc WOW IM LOVE THE “NORMALCY IS A SOCIALLY CONSTRUCTED MYTH” MESSAGE
grover and percy meeting outside camp
“oh look a goat” “percy!”
“he met a furie” “youre all furry! what happened to your legs”
the v cute friendship bickering, overlapping voices thing that percy and grover v often did. this was the grover and percy friendship that we always needed
during the weird dream when he sees annabeth and hes like “gee whiz shes the most beautiful girl ive ever seen”
and then when he officially meets her after hes not out of it, he says “youre my dream girl!” and then backpedals and its great
ANOTHER TERRIBLE DAY. DEFFS ONE OF THE TOP FIVE SONGS. MR D IN GENERAL WAS JUST AMAZING, GEORGE SALAZAR ROCKED IT
he kicked the chair over so much and then there was a part after his camp halfblood intern thing left so his chair didnt get reset behind him and so he kicked into the air, got frustrated, and put the chair up himself
“of course, who am i to give relationship advice, im literally the god of alcohol”
“you can hate it here, but i HATED IT FIRST”
so so so many Soft sex jokes and bc im a Child i loved them
chiron is just a guy galloping with a horse tail its the cutest thing and everyone laughed bc like imagine a kid galloping w their legs high and w/e, but on an adult and slow motion
“you’ll get used to mr d. he can be a bit... well, he hates children”
luke was Very attractive and ALSO he had a lot of chemistry w percy and w annabeth and i, who remembered shipping percy and luke back in my Youth, was Living
annabeth deffs had a crush on luke dont @ me
also luke was Softly bitter. like he sounded like a modern kid, bitter and upset but saying it in a joking way; totally makes sense that no one suspects that he’d do anything w chronos bc all the kids are upset and he doesnt get dark until the very end of the show
“are you ever going to wear pants again?” “Nope!”
luke: “havent you ever played capture the flag?” percy, excitedly: “not with swords!” *makes swooshy lightsaber noises* annabeth, suffering, full of regret: “It’s not a lightsaber.”
“sexist much?” “no, i love girls” [muffled luke and grover cackling in the background]
CLARISSE, LOVE OF MY LIFE! her song was so so good
im sure everyone has mentioned this but the LEAF BLOWERS BLOWING TOILET PAPER TO REPRESENT WATER LITERALLY CHANGED MY LIFE
the campfire song
percys Soft concern for annabeths story about running away “wait is that true”
grover starting to cry during his part
“my father is chronos.... remember my lecture, he ate his children””....... chiron wins”
APHRODITE'S DAUGHTER’S STORY “godess of love, my moms aphrodite... i bring home a boy and shes there in her nightie! oh nooooo” “she steals my mascara and all of my dates!” wonderful
percy sings nicely about his mother and everyones like “hes doing it wrong”
“we dont care where our parents may be, as long as you are here with me!” FRIENDSHIP MAKES ME EMO
“havent you noticed that there arent any other little sea godlings running around? any sons of hades or daughters of zeus? the big three gods arent supposed to have kids!” i loved this tiny easter egg i love my big three kids
“look at the boy, hes clearly not a thief!” “oh, yeah no yeah yeah yeah no no yeah yeah no yeah no, youre right! you cant fake being that stupid unless youre a brilliant actor, but im also the god of drama, so i can tell you HES NOT”
“his lightning?” “yeah, we're not talking some crummy tin foil zig zag from some off broadway play!”
GOOD KID IS EVEN BETTER LIVE THAN IT WAS ON THE RECORDING IT RUINED MY LIFE
Killer Quest! is an amazing end of act song and v upbeat and cute
“so where is the underworld actually” “look for doa records” “its a record company? actually, im not surprised”
ACT 2
WE’RE LOST IN THE WOODS SOMEWHERE IN NEW JERSEY AND WE’RE NEVER GONNA MAKE IT TO LA
“half bloods to monsters smell like mickey ds, like tacos or take out vietnamese”
“dude are you talking to the squirrel?” “satyr powers, be nice. this squirrel knows every corner of the woods, maybe he can help us” “really? because i think that seems kind of nuts” [silence] “you hurt his feelings. tell the squirrel youre sorry.”
medusa in general, what a Good scene
ensemble members shaking maracas to make snake noises for her
medusa cant say “nemesis”
“ive done everything to prove to the gods that im the best and you- i mean, you dont even know how to hold a sword” “yes i do!, yes... i do...” “no, hands here *adjusts percys grip*” “i didnt ask for any of this: gods, monsters, quests- oh, wow, that is a lot easier”
my grand plan is the most annabeth chase song ever and i love it its such a good look into her character and i love her so much
“when boys mess up they always get another chance”
“cause most girl never win if theyre polite”
THE COMMENTARY ON HOW WOMEN HAVE TO BE IN TODAYS SOCIETY IN ORDER TO BE TAKE SERIOUSLY HELL YEAH
“the gods will think we’re impertinent” “we are impertinent”
the squirrel gave them three amtrak tickets
DRIVE IS A COUNTRY SONG AND I FUCKING LOVE IT IM HONESTLY SHOOK
i hate country except for this One Song
ITS ONE FOOT FORWARD AT A TIME; DUST OFF ALL THAT GRIT AND GRIME; WE STILL GOT A LOT LEFT TO DOOOO, CAUSE PEOPLE ARE COUNTIN ON US AND IM COUNTIN ON YOU! DRIIIIIIIIVE JUST DRIIIIiiiiiiiiIIIIIIVE STAY AHEAD STAY AHEAD STAY ALIIIIIIIVE
“is that chihuahua?” “its a chimera!”
“maybe if you hadnt brought all those dam snacks” “uh it was the hoover dam and i was hungry!”
ares drives them to las vegas and when they get there he says “this is where i... get off” and its HILARIOUS i love lowkey sex jokes
gentle easter egg to bianca and nico re: may 1st 1939
“the oracle can can it ill save my mom and savE THE PLANET!” im love percy so much
tREE ON THE HILL IS ABOUT THALIA AND IT MADE ME CRY GOD WHAT A GOOD SONG and grover feels like a failure and annabeth is like “no u saved my life ur a good friend and a good guardian <3 friendship”
THE FERRYMAN TO THE UNDERWORLD FLIRTS WITH GROVER
“you wanna hear my demo?” “uh-” [loud music plays] “im sorry i couldnt hear you over this SWEET ASS RIFF”
YOURE IN THE D.O.A. AND YOURE HERE TO STAY YEAH YOURE STUCK FOREVER NEVER GET AWAY NO HOPE FOR SURVIVAL YOURE DEAD ON ARRIVAL
“oh! do you have any josh groban?” “we will.” I CACKLED
DJ CEBERUS W A COOL 3-HEADED DEADMAU5 ESQUE MASK
the ferryman also attacks them all like “youre not gonna save the planet, you wont protect your friends, you wont be remembered”
everyone says this but “i think this pit is tartarus” “LIKE THE FISH SAUCE?”
“why would chronus want my shoes?” “they were really cool shoes”
bitter, sad hades who just wants people to stop thinking that hes the bad guy and for his brothers to come visit him
“one does not simply walk out of the underworld”
W H A T B E L O N G S T O T H E S E A C A N A L W A Y S R E T U R N
small reprise of good kid as he considers hades offer and then the melody cHANGES and percy realizes that the seashell, a gift from a god, can SAVE THEM and its beautiful because SON OF POSEIDON IS A GOOD SONG
“maybe my dad was a screwup too, his best laid plans always falling through... maybe he never knew how to care but hey, thats life, and life aint fair... but i think my dad mayve thrown me a line, and better late than never, ill finally get a sign!”
its a good song kids
the kids get to the oceans and they FIGHT ARES and ares and percy are both singing, percy singing The Son Of Poseidon chorus and ares singing Put You In Your Place and its b e a u t i f u l
THE TOILET PAPER THROW- basically they bring in like 6 leafblowers w toilet paper rolls attached and the first five rows get covered in toilet paper. as someone who was in the fifth row, it was amazing
poseidon comes in, they have a Heart To Heart, he brings sally back to life, he flirts with sally, its hilarious and awkward
“the gods are unfair but we’re not total dicks”
percys like “you dont have to stay w gabe anymore” and sallys like “smh boy u cant solve all my problems. you saved my life, now i have to figure out how to live it”
he gives her medusas head
“what is this” “its a... do it yourself scupture kit” “oh! *begins to open it*” “no no no its, um, medusas head”
“well, as my official protector, you can officially escort us back to camp” “and youre conscience this time!”
chiron is also cast as poseidon so like he runs into the camp scene after a quick change and says “i hoofed it here as quick as i could!”
last day of summer happens and w/e its cute but whAT REALLY MATTERS IS LUKES BETRAYAL: okay so the music slows and goes into the minor key and percys like “we still dont know whos working w chronos :/” lukes like “yeah it sucks” and he starts singing about how he doesnt trust the gods and how the gods hate them and how they need to take over the world and put the gods in their place--he and percy do their handshake fist-to-the-chest thing and luke is serious and percy does it but hes v confused and it Hurts. this is the first time in the show that luke sounds just Bitter and Angry instead of jokingly deprecating and its quite the effect
THE DARK GOOD KID REPRISE
“ill do anything, i dont care if i hurt anyone, it doesnt pay to be a good kid, a good kid, a good son" GOD IT HURTS luke has so much pain and i feel so bad for him like yeah hes evil but,,, hes had a hard life
annabeth comes in and DISARMS LUKE but PSYCH luke has a small switchblade and STABS PERCY IN THE BACK (bc they cant use scorpions onstage)
percybeth moment interrupted by clarisse’s loud coughing and grover
percys like “we cant just sit here and wait for our parents to fix things.”
“the gods will say we’re impertinent” “we are impertinent” goddamn that symmetry
“are we ever gonna once have it easy?” my poor poor kids
percy- “feeling ready” annabeth- “feeling stoked” grover- “feeling queasy”
THE SEA DOESNT LIKE TO BE RESTRAINED
bring on the monsters is just a Good song
also hey if you got to the end of this, congrats! i have a ltm audio and either in a message or in an off-anon ask and ill hook u up
#lightning thief musical#the lightning thief#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackson musical#lydia talks about stuff
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MOBILE SUIT GUNDAM: SEED DESTINY: EPISODE 5, THE ONE WHERE SHINN YELLS AT CAGALLI AND ITS KINDA AWESOME?
i mean, like, im sure if your a cagalli stan or whatever its frustrating (as should most of how seed destiny has potrayed her so far), but like. i wanna like her, i do kinda like her, i just find it difficult because she was poorly written in seed and has consistently been inconsistent in what and how her characters potrayed.
anyways, yeah another pretty good episode and one with character primarily on display which is nice. junius 7 is on a crash course for earth (because of space terrorists as revealed right at the start of the episode, which is a bit of a shame but again isnt a deal breaker and does put the dread into its own interesting context), people are freaking out, some asshole named djribil and a bunch of old farts in suits who are presumably earth political leaders of some sort sit in a nice room smockin, drinkin, and playing pool before deciding ‘fuck coordinators, blue cosmos forevah’. djribil whos name sounds like a hot air balloon yeets a billiard ball for some reason. yzak and dereaka make their reappearance with yzak now in command of a ship of all things (neat) and dereaka piloting a mobile suit. terrorists, athrun decides to pilot a mobile suit again, and things heat up with the phantom pain bogey 1 on scene as well, though they havent done anything yet.
so, some good set up going on here. the terrorist intro again feels a little premature but by doing so early its better able to establish who they are and the threat they pose. the action beats they provide at the end also help the episode kick up at the end making for a pretty good cliff hanger. not much else to say about them so far, aside from them possibly playing into a thematic idea destiny might ultimately end up bungling or missing completely. ill get back to you on that later...
honestly not much i can really say on this one. its actually pretty good like the previous four, some decent animation and shot composition, better music thats played at better moments, its not a revolutionary story so far but there feels like an earnest attempt to address problems that were in seeds writing being made and its generally kinda fun, exciting and well paced so far.
i do wanna mention whats going on with shinn and cagalli in this episode. or rather, shinn gives cagalli the riot act and it hurts cagalli cause its kinda true. basically this is where we get a first glimpse as to what exactly it is about orb and his sisters death that rubs shinn the wrong way and he accuses as being hypocritical about orb. And sugarcoating it as he put it in previous episodes is actually a pretty good way of putting it.
basically, shinn accuses orb of being hypocritical because well its leaders make a big show of peace, neutrality, harmony and the like they were unable to protect their citizens when the chips were actually down during the invasion of orb, in part because orbs leaders dont have a full grasp on the consequences of their actions and put abstract principles over their citizens and reality. And honestly, hes rather correct in this assessment, atleast of what happened. orb was not able to protect its citizens, orb placed principles over security, and the citizens of orb suffered because of those decisions. sure orbs central leaders of the time blew themselves up because ‘muh honour’ but thats not exactly accountability for their mistakes. and look whos in charge of orb now, the daughter of the previous leader whos trying hard to emulate her fathers ideals and principles. its not fair to bring bias against her father against her mind, but it is a reasonable assumption to make that its the same shit as before under a different name.
unfair and coming from an emotional gut response? certainly. unfounded? no, and thats what makes someone finally rubbing cagallis nose in it oddly satisfying. i even dont mind how cagalli and athrun handle it in private because well they do have a bit of a pity party and dont really address the validity of what shinn said (which admittedly you probably would not do in a situation like that if you were trying to calm a friend down), it is a surprisingly tender scene that uses flashback footage to reflect what a character is feeling without spelling it out (athrun mentioning that shinns occupied with his own anger and grief well flashbacking to athruns anger and grief from seed such as juinus 7s destruction), some good music to set the scene and mood and well i do find the use of “he wont be able to understand” a bit of that fuck you got mine kinda aspect of seed that annoyed me and in the concept of destinys infamous reputation... in the context of the episode alone it works in the vein of “well you understand his grief of losing family, he wont be able to understand yours until hes ready and no longer occupied with his own grief”, which i honestly feel is a more compelling way to read the scene especially with athrun mentioning to luna that cagalli lost family as well. not necessarily a condemnation of what shinn said, simply an attempt to convey that cagalli does understand more then they think.
also the cut of shinn looking through pictures on his sisters phone of his sister and family after his outburst against cagalli during athrun and cagallis tender scene helps the emotional resonance of it as well. it calls back to that great phone message scene from the previous episode that is still my fave one so far, it feels like something someone going through grief and unable to process it or simply wishing to remeber lot family might do to calm down (like looking through a photo album but with a phone), the pictures are nice, and its a tender if tragic scene in its own right.
rey also shows that well hes the reigns to shinns anger, he does get it and doesnt condemn shinns anger just how he expresses it. athrun deciding that he will pilot a mobile suit because he doesnt want to sit back anymore if only temporarily, the looming threat of juinus 7 and the more abstract political ramifications of it, and athrun calling out his real name as opposed to his fake name as he takes off in the suit is a nice piece of symbolism. again its just... its a good episode. regardless of when the other shoe drops i am always going to stand by the opinion that seed destinys early episodes are better then seeds early episodes. and that shinn > kira.
alternative goofy title for this episode is the one where we learn durandel canonically fucks, or at the very least sleeps in the nip.
#gundam#gundam seed#gundam seed destiny#lets watch#episode 5#durandel naked#and cagalli gets verbally reckted
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Camp Drama 29
I stayed laying down and I froze when I heard Louis' voice. Great, that's really not what I needed. I bit my lip softly and closed my eyes, trying to stop the tears from falling. I shouldn't care, but I do. Louis walk out obviously hurt. "I'm just here to get my boots "Stan announce and awkardly get his boots under his bed and step out of the room . After he close the door there is a long silence. "Are you awake?" I asked looking at you. "Yeah I'm awake" I whispered and sighed deeply "did you see him?" I asked quietly, looking up at you and sighed, wiping my eyes quickly "yeah he looks hurt" I told you and move your hair away. I look at you as you wipe your eyes. "I know you are too " I told you . I sighed deeply and looked at you, nodding a little. "Of course I am Harry, I loved him so much. But he's hurt me so much more" I said I sigh this makes me feel guilty it's like I took advantage of you breaking up with Louis. I get up and stand up grabbing my boxers . "Get dress " I told you and reach for your pants. I sighed softly and pulled my clothes back on. I suppose it did really hurt Louis, I got with the one person I told him I never would think of sleeping with, yet here I am. It was a bad choice, but I guess I just wanted him to feel as hurt as I did. I was wearing my pants when I turn to look at you. "Do you think this is a mistake ? Did you regret it?" I asked looking at you. I looked at you and shook my head "I don't regret it, I think it was just the wrong time, but it wasn't a mistake at all" I said, walking over to you and wrapped my arms around you "Do you love me?" I suddenly asked. Shit I wasn't suppose to say that what is wrong with me damn it. I wired for you to answer that as you wrap your arms around me. "It's hard to say that so early on" I told you and looked up at you. "I like you, but love is a bit too much to say for now" I said. I hoped that didn't hurt you, but how could I possibly love you when I've only just admitted into liking you and not hating you anymore I remove my hands around me. " That's OK forget that I asked " I said and get a new shirt from my drawer and start wearing it. I frowned slightly and looked at you "you're not mad at me are you?" I asked, raising my eyebrows slightly I shake my head . "No I don't want to be burden to you" I said and patted your head. " you already hurt with Louis. being mad with you makes it worse " I said looking at you . "And sorry if this makes everything worse" "I don't want to think about Louis. I know I hurt him and he's hurt me more, he deserves it" I shrugged. "It doesn't make everything worse, maybe a little confusing for me because I don't know what I want, but please don't push me away" I told you, taking hold of your hands I look at you , is she actually begging for me . " Why do you thinking I'm pushing you away?" I asked looking at you as I raise my eyebrows . "I don't know, you just seem a little off after the Louis incident" I said, frowning slightly "I don't think you're pushing me away, I just don't want you to push me away" After you said that I just got the urge to kiss you. Once that comes in my mind I find myself pinning you against the wall and kissing you I smiled as you kissed me and I wrapped my arms around you and kissed you back, closing my eyes and sighed happily against your lips I feel you respond to my kiss very well I smile between the kiss and slowly pull away. I look at your eyes. Damn it's like I can't help myself. I looked up at you and giggled softly, leaning up and pressed a quick kiss to your lips "I think you've proven me wrong" I whispered softly I look at you "I did?" I asked and chuckle. "Fine I just did that to make you shut up" I said pushing myself away from the wall looking for my shoes. I laughed and rolled my eyes playfully "well either way it worked" I smiled. "Are we going back to the clinic?" I asked, looking at you "sure ,I think my brother is already worried and so is Millie for you" I said looking at you as I finally found my shoes and wear them. "Yeah probably" I nodded slightly "are you ready?" I asked, walking over and kissed you again. It was addicting, kissing you When you did that I slipped my tongue inside you ,teasing you. I moaned softly and smiled, pulling away "don't do that" I giggled "otherwise we'll never get out of this room" I smiled I laugh "maybe you want to stay ,I really don't mind if you do" I said hearing you giggle is funny to hear. "I would love to stay, but we really should get going before Millie starts looking for us" I laughed then sighed softly. I completely forgot how much Millie was in love with you, if she found out what's happened she'll probably never speak to me again. I nod and chuckle as we went to the clinic. I don't know how this would end well but probably if I give in to go to the clinic sooner I wouldn't be able to sleep with you. I went to the clinic with you and sighed softly. No one has to know what happened, I can just say we had a talk and had some time to ourselves, which we did. No one needs to know what happened next. When we got there Millie is talking to Liam ." Jesse where did you guys go?" Millie asked and notice something different. "We just went off for a little walk, nothing big" I shook my head "we needed to talk really and Harry was also being stubborn and wouldn't come back here" I laughed softly Millie nods "well your boyfriend did wait for you he hoping to talk you " she said being worried. "Are you sure everything is OK?" She continues to ask I frowned slightly and sighed "he's not my boyfriend anymore Millie" I told her and sat down, rubbing my head a little "then who's your boyfriend now Harry ?" She asked being surprise. She turn her gaze to me who is currently talking to Liam. I look at him with disgusted face as he talks about his first time in the hospital that's when her sister is giving birth to his nephew. "No! Not at all" I shook my head and frowned "why would you think that? I've just broken up with Louis" I sighed, glancing over at you quickly and sighed "why not I mean you thought I didn't notice ?" Millie said smiling . "Ohh come on Jesse I have a crush on Harry so it's very obvious when someone likes Harry too" she said smiling obviously not jealous. I blushed a little and shrugged, biting my lip softly. "It's not that obvious" I said, smiling slightly. "We might have kissed a little" I told her quietly. Millie laugh "ohhh Jesse I spare any day to see this coming it's like I know deep down this would happen" she said smiling."every day you will complain about Harry but now you're no where to be found because you're kissing him" she said and laugh I blushed more and rolled my eyes "stop it" I laughed softly "I guess he's not as bad as I thought" I told her. I was glad that she wasnt mad with me She laugh "not bad he's better that you ever expected " and slap you arms slightly before putting something back to the medical kit. "Yeah okay shh now" I laughed softly, shaking my head slightly and glanced back over at you. "I don't think much will happen between us though, with us all graduating. I might never see him again" I told her "I don't know Harry is a type of guy who will surprise you so I don't think that's possible" she said looking at you."I don't he wanted to get sick just so he can be with you and I didn't know you would like to help out too though isn't a little coincidence that everything happened in this camp is-" she said finding the right word. "Everything happened for a reason really" I told her, shrugging slightly. "I guess finding out that Louis got Emma pregnant and that he cheated on me multiple times told me that I really shouldn't keep going back to him and that's it now" I told her Her eyes widen when you said "what? He cheated on you with Emma ?!!" She said with disbelief. "Yeah, didn't you know?" I said "he cheated on me the first time with her, and then I found out it happened more than once and when we broke up the first time he slept with her again and he got her pregnant. Now he doesn't want to me with me because he doesnt want to ruin my future or anything" I rolled my eyes and sighed "well it make sense I mean I don't know if it's true but during the time of the foot ball game where Harry and Louis team keep on winning she's bragging about his fiance aka Louis will someday build a happy family with their own soccer team" she said and shrugged. "That fiance word feels like they are arranged marriage or something" I listened to her and frowned "wait what?" I said, looking at her and shook my head "that can't be true, she seemed pretty upset that she was pregnant. She's not that good of an actress" I said. "And Louis would never have gotten back with me if that was true" "well maybe Louis does love you but knowing Emma come on what do you expect with a girl whose queen and friends with Alison no offense. I bet she did that so Louis can say no to Emma because he knows he would be sue" Millie said. "I don't know Millie. If he did love me he wouldn't cheat on me multiple times would he?" I sighed deeply. "I just don't want to think about him anymore" I frowned "you're right you got Harry anyway" she said and laugh and hug you. I blushed and laughed softly "stop it. We're not officially together anyway" I told her and hugged her back "but you guys already kiss ,you can't kiss your friend right ?" She said shaking her head as she pulls away. "you guys are cute I'm happy for you probably I'm the reason why you guys made it this far I'm a match maker" she said and laugh. "Well you can" I shrugged slightly "I don't know I'll have to see" I said then looked at her, laughing softly "yeah of course you are. I'm giving you all the credit" I smiled She smiles and hug you again. Before calling my name "Harry!!" Millie called me. "What ?" I came to her as she rest her arms around your shoulder. "Don't hurt my precious Jesse here because it takes a guy with balls to be Jessie's boy " she said smiling . I look at you a bit confused. I looked at her and widened my eyes as she spoke to you. "Millie shut up" I mumbled and blushed deeply, looking at you and bit my lip softly. I laugh when saw your reaction."I'll let the doctor know " she said as she laugh and run towards Mike's office. "What's going on?" I asked smirking. "Millie you don't need to say anything" I sighed and rolled my eyes as she walked off then looked at you. "Millie knew there was something going on, I told her that we kissed and now she's really happy about that" I laughed softly "you did "I also laugh and watch Millie went into my brother's office. "Well she's happy are you happy?" I asked looking at you. I nodded a little and smiled "yeah I think I am" I laughed softly and took hold of your hands "are you?" I asked "of course " I said and give you a quick kiss thats when my brother went out of his office. "What the hell youre getting on relationship faster than I do" Mike said. I smiled and kissed you back softly, wrapping my arms around you then looked at your brother, laughing softly and blushed as I looked back up at you I sigh cross my eyes. "Finally he will never stop talking about you anymore" his brother said as he shakes his hands to you. "And you finally get out from the hate zone to friends zone to infinity and beyond " he said and patted my cheeks . I look At him with embarrassment . "Welcome to family Jess-" Mike said as I slap him."too soon Mike too soon" I told him. I laughed softly and looked at you "thank you, anyway...I think" I smiled, blushing slightly. "I suppose this gives you even more opportunity to embarrass him" I told your brother and smiled " yeah wait until you come to our house and see his baby pictures .He has a tiniest Willy -" Mike said showing the size using hit thumb and index finger. "Mike!!" I scold him as I blush harder. " It has a size of a tictac glad that Anne showed me that" Mike said laughing. I slap my forehead."will you just get out of here you bastard " I said and push him away. I laughed softly and wrapped my arms around you. "Well it's good that is isn't anymore" I whispered softly to you and smirked a little, looking up at you and giggled a little I smirked as I slapped your butt and kiss you again. I laughed and kissed you back, slowly pulling away from you. "Are you going to pretend that you're sick so you can stay here with me the next two days?" I asked and laughed softly "nahh I don't think I have to my brother will have a plan to annoy me " I said and kiss you again and slowly pull away. "Plus I can visit just before the camp ends" "Yeah but visiting isn't the same as seeing you everyday" I frowned slightly. I didn't realise how much I would actually miss seeing you everyday really I look down at you "don't worry I'll find a way" I said and kiss you again "I hope so" I nodded, kissing you back and smiled against your lips, holding you close to me Deepen our kiss as you continue to respond to it. It seems like I don't want this day to end. I smiled as you deepened the kiss and I let you, deepening the kiss more and closed my eyes. I guess I really didn't realise how much I did like you I feel you smile between the kiss and realize how much this means to me then I decided to make an opportunity to make things better and looking forward to. "Wanna share cabin with me again?" I nodded and smiled widely "I would love too. But we'll have to make sure we don't get caught" I frowned a little and looked up at you " don't worry ill talk to Mike about this I got it all control" I said smiling give you a wink. "Okay, that's alright then" I laughed softly and kissed you again quickly, wrapping my arms around you to hug you I gladly kiss back and hug in return. I hope things will be good I want this two days to be memorable specially this would be my last time to be Jesse. "What's going to happen after this camp ends?" I asked you quietly. I did want this to keep going on between us, but it could be difficult if we were nowhere near each other "well we will go to college and you will be an artist" I told you forcing a smile. "Yes, I know that Harry. I mean between us" I said, taking hold of your hands and sighed softly I look at you as you hold my hands. "Us ?" I look down as I think. "Yeah" I nodded slowly and bit my lip softly. "What's going to happen with us?" I asked
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