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🌀dark waters: park jay

a vampires bleeding series: two / seven

pairing: jay x afab!reader word count: 6k

synopsis: after the events following jungwon and dorian, the seven boys fight to protect jungwon's mate and find dorian and stop his games. jay witnesses your near-death experience by the hands of dorian and having no choice but to pull you into protection.

genre: strangers to lovers, vampire!jay, doctor!jay, human!reader, some spice, angst

warnings: mentions of blood, swearing, y/n almost drowning, some spice, cute but hella stubborn jay ♡

jay: got this weeks shipment. you? heeseung: ours just came as well. how much extra? jay: about two boxes worth. heeseung: we have one. has jungwon checked in yet? jay: no. fixing to give him a call. heeseung: 👍🏼

Jay scoffed, “I hate when he replies back in just emojis.”

Jay tossed his phone onto his desk, running a hand through his silver hair. The two boxes of blood bags sat at his feet.

He released a sign, hanging his head low.

Jay quickly picked up the boxes, and was out the window of his office and to his car, tossing the boxes in the back and was back in the office before a second even passed.

A nurse walked into the room right when Jay was closing the window.

“Doctor Park?” her soft voice spoke as she tapped her knuckle to the door.

“Yes?” Jay said, giving her a soft smile.

“Your next appointment is here, they are in room 1130.”

Jay nodded, “I will be right there, I have to call my brother for a second.”

The nurse smiled with a giggle, “Which one?”

“The one causing me the most problems right now.”

She giggles again, “That’s what happens when they start dating.”

Jay nodded in agreement, “You have no idea.”

Except it wasn’t even the fact Jungwon was dating. He found his mate. One that is human and is being targeted by another vampire. Which made Jay stress more than normal.

“I’ll be there in a second,” Jay confirmed again with the nurse before dialing Jungwon’s number.

But no answer.

Jay then calls Jungwon’s mate.

“Hello?” she answers right away.

“Where is your mate?” Jay softly snapped, trying to not drop his frustration on her.

“Geez, Wonnie! Jay is upset with you!”

Jungwon mumbled something in the background before coming onto the line, “Yes, Hyung?”

“What is the point of having a phone if you’re not going to answer it damnit!” Jay clenched his jaw, “If neither of you would have answered.”

“Hyung,” Jungwon breathed out, “We are fine. I am sorry I didn’t check in.”

Jay dropped his head into his hand, took a deep breath, and out, “How is everything going?”

“Niki just left, today has also been normal. Nothing out of the blue.”

“Okay, Heeseung and I will be there later to drop off bags.”

“Sounds good.”

“And Jungwon?”

Jungwon sat and waited for Jay.

“No funny business.”

“No promises.” and the line cut.

Jay smirked, standing up and grabbing his doctor's coat.

—

You dropped your head to the desk. This lecture was draining you. Class has also been in session for thirty minutes and you already wanted to throw yourself in front of a moving bus.

You tilted your head to look out the window. The sky was getting darker, was there a chance of rain today?

Your cell phone buzzed in your pocket, pulling it out you see you’ve received some texts from a guy you’ve been talking to through an app.

sharpdart32: when can I finally meet you? :(

sharpdart32: facetime calling you isn’t enough.

A smile formed on your face.

fate622: matt, I’m in class rn…how about afterwards?

sharpdart32: sounds perfect. there is an amazing place with a beautiful view of a lake. you’ll love it.

fate622: it looks like it’ll rain though.

sharpdart32: don’t worry! everything will be fine. trust me.

fate622: I trust you.

sharpdart32: :)

sharpdart32: see you soon.

You waited by the entrance to the park, double-checking the address Matt sent you, and sure enough, it’s the right place.

The sky was getting darker and the air smelt of rain. You wrap your jacket tighter around your body. Thankful to yourself for choosing your cargo pants to help keep your legs warm.

You checked the time, Matt was running late.

Thinking you got stood up, you decided it was time to leave. You walked back to your car, opening the door.

“I just got here, leaving already?”

The familiar voice sent happiness. You whipped around, seeing Matt’s beautiful smile.

“I thought you stood me up!” you laughed, closing your car door and making your way towards him.

He pulled you into a tight hug, “Gosh, it’s finally nice to see you in person.”

You smiled into his shoulder, “Yes it really is.”

Matt took a deep breath in, “You smell so…so good.”

Your face flushed, you spent so long in the college’s bathroom to make yourself presentable and it seemed to have paid off.

“Thank you, I'm glad I decided on this perfume.”

Matt pulled away, his hands resting on your shoulders, “Well it smells fantastic. Shall we?”

You nodded, taking his hand and following him into the park.

“Where is this view at, Matt?” you asked, excited to see how breathtaking this lake has to be.

“It’s not too far, you’ll see!”

As you both continue your hike through the park, Matt talks about his day and asks how school is going for you. It helped pass the time until the breeze from the lake caught your attention.

“Oh! Are we here?!”

Matt nodded, “Of course!”

You released his hand from yours, rushing over to see the lake, but quickly stopped when you noticed the cliff.

“You didn’t say anything about a cliff.”

“Scared of heights?” Matt teased.

You scrunch your nose at him, “Absolutely not! Just a detail I expected you to have told me is all.”

You carefully walk closer to the edge, looking at how far of a drop it is. Deciding to take a few steps back was best.

“You like the view, Y/N?” Matt whispered in your ear as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

You leaned into him, nodding, “I do, it really is beautiful like you said.”

Matt breathed you in again, “Y/N, you smell so good.”

“You told me that already,” you turned to look at him.

Your heart stopped at the change of his facial expression, the color of his eyes such a dark crimson.

“Matt…? Your eyes…”

He chuckled, “What's wrong with them? Hmm?” He smiled as he continued his chuckle, fangs now appearing.

You tried to run from him, but his grip was all too tight.

“What’s wrong Y/N? You were having so much fun just a second ago.”

You continued trying to escape, but he was way too strong.

“Stop fighting me, Y/N. I’m starving, and your blood is what I’m craving.”

Matt took your chin between his fingers, forcing you to look at him.

“What are you…” You whispered.

“You already know the answer, sweet thing. And you fell right into my trap.”

He was going to kill you. There was no denying it.

Matt tilted your head and dug his fangs into your skin.

You felt the blood leaving your body. Your skin is growing cold and pale.

Your eyelids become heavy as the dizziness sets in. Try to focus as much as you can to stay conscious.

The rain finally came down. Your feet losing their traction on the ground from the rain, Matt keeping his grip on you as you lost feeling in your legs.

He finally released his fangs, licking his lips. Whatever blood you had left in your body pooled out of your neck and down your clothes.

You barely were able to look at him and the shit-eating grin he had.

“It was fun, Y/N.”

“They’ll find you, my family. Friends. The police. They’ll find you.”

He threw his head back in laughter and took a deep breath, “No they won’t. And they won’t find you either.”

He dropped you over the edge, gravity taking you down until the cold water claimed you.

—

Heeseung and Jay one by one placed the blood bags into the fridge at the safe house.

“I think we have enough to last years.” Jake’s Australian accent chipped in, “Why are you two planting so much?”

Jay sighed, “Because we don’t know how long we have to hide the love birds here for.”

“It’s been two months,” Sunoo rolled his eyes, “We haven’t found any traces of Dorian or any hints that he’s formed a pack.”

“Yeah, but he also knows we are after him!” Sunghoon snapped, “He’s going to be on his toes.”

Heeseung hung his head down, “Can we not fight in front of __.”

Everyone glances over at Jungwon and his mate, and then quickly looks back at each other.

“They are too in Lalaland to even notice.” Niki jokes.

Jay looked back over at his younger brother, seeing the smile on his face as he pushed her hair behind her ears.

“We have to protect them.” Jay said, looking between the other five, “Jungwon might have his strength back, but if Dorian ever showed up for her, Jungwon would get desperate to protect her and he would need us.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Who is next on watch?” Heeseung asked, “Niki just finished, right?”

Niki nodded.

Jay raised his hand, “My duty turn, I’ll go now.”

Jay took one last look at Jungwon, the younger giving him a glance back, “Behave.”

Jungwon raised his eyebrow, “Okay, mom.”

With a roll of his eyes, Jay was out the door, running to the edge of the perimeter. A good couple hours worth of distance between himself and the safe house.

The end of the perimeter was on the edge of a cliff with a beautiful view of a lake.

Jay knelt down, taking in the fall lake breeze and the smell of the lake.

This used to be one of his favorite places anytime the seven of them would be at the safe house. It always helped calm his nerves.

Jay looked up at the dark sky, “It’s about to rain soon.”

And as if on command, rain fell down.

Jay clenched his jaw, “Fuck…should have brou-“

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, shooting Jay back up to his feet, looking in every direction the smell could be coming from.

His heart raced against his chest. Jay smells blood all the time at the clinic, but to smell it out here when it’s not an animal? Something was wrong.

Laughter echoed across the lake. Jay pinpointed where it was coming from, narrowing his vision to see a man and woman standing on the edge.

Blood flowed from her neck.

“Vampire..” Jay whispered, looking closer at the man, “Dorian!!”

Dorian took the girl and dropped her over the edge.

“Dorian!!!” Jay yelled louder.

Dorian’s eyes locked with Jay’s, a smile played wide on Dorian’s face, but faded and quickly ran.

Jay knew why too, the others sensed Jay’s distress, and Dorian felt it too.

Jay started to run after him but stopped as your body hit the water.

You were still alive, Jay could feel it. You tried with whatever strength you had to keep from sinking, but eventually, you gave out, the water filling your lungs.

Heeseung ran past Jay, “Come on! He’s getting away!”

Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki also ran past.

“Hyung?”

Jay whipped around, seeing Jungwon with __ standing behind him, pressed to his back.

“Damnit Jungwon get her out of here!” Jay snapped, pointing back towards the safe house.

Jungwon tightened his grip on __, looking down at the lake, “That woman is drowning!”

Jay groaned, “Won I know!” Jay took steps back, “Get her out of here! Now!” Jay then turned and ran off the cliff.

The cold water sent chills down him as he pushed himself through to get to you. Your faint heartbeat playing in his ears.

The cool air and rain hit your face as you came to.

“Hey!” a male voice said, “Hey, I need you to tell me how many fingers I am holding up?”

“…a peace sign?”

Jay rolled his eyes, “Close enough. Can you sit up?”

You nodded, slowly trying to move your body.

“Woah woah, easy.” Jay wrapped his arms around you, helping you sit up. Coughing up the remaining water in your lungs.

The rain finally came to a stop, but the pain in your body continued.

You groaned as you touched your hand to your neck.

“Hey, don’t touch that.” He said quickly, taking your hand away from your neck, “We need to get you to a hospital so it doesn’t get infected.”

You recognized the warmth of his skin. It felt the exact same as Matt’s.

You pushed the man away from you, scooting back away from him.

“Hey, I’m not going to hurt you, I saved you from drowning.”

You studied him as his chocolate eyes studied you. His silver hair was slicked back and his clothes tightly fit him from the rain. You could lie, it had your heart racing. This man was beautiful.

“The last vampire that told me that ended up draining me of my blood and pushing me off the fucking cliff! You snapped.

Jay’s hard eyes soften, “You know, you’re the first person to recognize the monster that I am so quickly.” He glances away from you.

Your heartbeat slowed, the way he said those words…They were filled with hurt.

“Anyways,” He said looking back at you, “This is the thanks I get for saving your life? It took almost ten minutes of CPR to save you.”

Your fingers went to your lips, face flushing, “What if I had a DNR!!” you snapped, giving him the same attitude back.

He rolled his eyes, “You don’t have a DNR. I’m not stupid. Plus I am a doctor, I know what I’m doing.”

You raised an eyebrow, “A vampire…doctor?”

He nodded, “Well yeah, we have to make money too.”

Your body relaxed, “You said I needed to go to a hospital?”

He nodded again.

You agreed to go, “I swear if I put my trust in one more vampire and you break it…”

He chuckled, “I’m not like the one that hurt you.”

The drive to the hospital was long and awkward but finally arrived.

You followed him around the building, “This is a clinic?”

He nodded, “Of course.”

“No hospital?”

You followed him to a window and watched as he opened it.

“We are breaking into a clinic?!”

He stared back at you, “Not breaking in.” He fully climbed through the window, helping you inside after.

“Sit on the bed, I have to grab some supplies.”

You nodded, doing as you were told.

You looked around the room. It was pretty bland. Had a small tv in the corner of the wall with a table underneath and some flowers with a tag that read, “To: Doctor Park, thank you for everything you do! -♡ Nurse Kay.”

You giggled at the note, someone had a small crush on the vampire doctor.

You continued looking around the room, setting your eyes on the desk.

Pictures of him with six other boys filled with frames around the desk, along with a photo of himself and what looks like his parents. The photo was very old and looks like it has been reprinted multiple times.

Your heart sank, just how long has he been alive?

Jay came back into the room, with bandages, medicine, ointments, a blood bag, and an IV pole.

“You don’t know what blood time I am?” you said.

“I know your blood type based on its smell.” He said, setting everyone down on the bed beside you.

That made sense, he is a vampire after all.

“I am going to do a blood transfusion,” he set the blood bag onto the rack, hooking up the tubes to it, “Your body is still trying to recover from the blood loss, so we are just going to go ahead and do the transfusion.”

He took your arm and turned it over, wiping the alcohol pad over your skin, “Are you ready for the needle?”

You looked away and nodded.

You felt the prick of the needle and bandages being wrapped around your arm, your body taking in the blood back into your body.

“Now time for the ointment.” he knelt down in front of you, dabbing a small amount of the cream to his finger and applying it to your neck wounds.

“Dorian really dug his fangs deep.”

“Dorian? His name is Matt?”

Jay shook his head, “He is smart, that’s for sure. Known the man for so long, it doesn't surprise me that he did a name change.”

“You know him?” panic started to set in.

“Well, used to. It’s a long story. Don’t associate with him anymore.”

You could tell he didn’t want to talk about Dorian anymore. Glancing back at the flowers, you had another idea.

“Nurse Kay seems to have a crush on you, Doctor Park.”

He softly smiled, “She’s been trying to jump my bones since I’ve been here, and please just call me Jay.”

Jay grabbed the bandage and slowly wrapped it around your neck, “I’m Y/N. And thank you, Jay.”

Jay’s eyes meet yours. The thread tangled into a knot, tying together perfectly just from one look.

You felt it too, this pull to him. Something clicking together. Your heart raced being inches away from him.

Jay looked away from you, “Yeah, you’re welcome.”

He stood up, gathering the leftover items and setting them into a cabinet.

Jay’s softness went back into his tough core. You wondered what made him so tough?

Jay sat down at his desk, letting out a deep sigh.

“Once your bag is finished I’ll take you ho-“

Before Jay could finish, the door opened, and five men followed all of them talking at once.

“Hey hey! Quiet!” Jay snapped, “This is a clinic for fucksakes.” He covered his face with his hands.

“I told them that, but…” Heeseung mumbled.

Jay stood up, facing the four of them.

“Jungwon?”

“Back at the safe house,” Heeseung said.

“Good, but we need to get them out of there.” Jay sighed.

Niki nodded, “After noticing you, Hyung, he has an idea where the house is. He’ll be coming for __.”

Jake agreed, “We need another safe place.”

Sunghoon gave suggestions and the others agreed or disagreed.

Jay glances over at you, giving you an “Are you okay?” look.

You nodded back at him.

Heeseung glanced between Jay and you, “Whose this?”

“This is Y/N,” Jay scratched the back of his head, “Y/N, this is Heeseung, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki.”

You slowly waved a hand at them. These were the boys from the pictures, only one is missing and you assumed it was Jungwon, the one they all mentioned earlier.

“Why is she here?” Sunoo asked.

“I didn’t realize someone else was in here either…” Sunghoon admitted.

“She was Dorian’s meal.” Jay shrugged.

You rolled your eyes, “You don’t have to put it like that you jerk.”

Jay rolled his eyes back, “Could have left you to die.”

“Might as well have, asshole.”

Jay hung his head low and softly groaned.

Heeseung smiled between the two of you, but the smile faded just as fast, “Does Dorian know she’s alive?”

“I don’t know.” Jay sighed, sitting back in his chair, “I jumped in to save her after he took off.”

“Well,” Jake started, “He left town, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have eyes and ears around. He has Y/N’s scent, he’ll know she’s alive the minute he goes back to the area.”

“Jay,” Heeseung called for him. Jay looks up at his only hyung, “We have to protect her too now.”

Jay looks at you and nods, “Yes we do.”

You look at the two of them confused, “Is there another person you’re protecting from Dorian?”

They all nodded, “Jungwon’s mate.” Niki sang.

“Mate?” You’re even more confused.

Heeseung continues staring between Jay and yourself, “You felt it, didn’t you?”

Jay immediately shakes his head, “No. Absolutely not.”

“Jongseong…” Heeseung said using Jay’s real name.

“No! Drop it.” Jay snapped, “We need to get Jungwon and __ to a new safe place and Y/N somewhere too.”

“I want to be wherever Jay goes.” You spoke up, causing all six of them to look at you.

Heeseung smirked at Jay, causing Jay to shove his older.

“I have an idea where to take Jungwon and __,” Jake said, “But I’ll need help to lose our scents at the safe house and to transport the bags.”

The boys cooked up a plan and were all in agreement.

“What about me?” You asked.

“You’ll stay with me…”Jay mumbled, “At my apartment.”

“Will it be safe?”

“Trust me,” Sunoo sassed, “Out of all of us, he has the most security at his apartment.”

You giggled at the embarrassment on Jay’s face. You could tell he was having a hard time holding onto his tough shell.

A knock sounded on the door, and a female walked in, “Oh hello boys! Long time no see! And hello Doctor Lee, nice to see you again.”

You immediately knew it was Nurse Kay by how she glanced over at Jay, and then at you.

“Oh, I didn’t know you had a patient…”

Jay shook his head, “It was last minute.”

She nodded, giving you one final glance, “I don’t think your brothers should be in this room with a patient.”

You rolled your eyes, could her jealousy be any more obvious?

“We were just finishing up,” Jay said, walking to you. Releasing IV from your arm. “Thank you, Nurse.”

She closed the door, leaving the room silent.

After one more decision, you all left the clinic. Jay at your side and the other five surrounding the both of you.

“This is embarrassing.” Jay scoffed.

You smiled, “I have my own personal bodyguards, this is fun!”

Jay couldn’t help but smile after you looked away. His heart pulling to you, and him trying to shove it down. Trying to cut the knot.

The drive to Jay’s apartment was short. You also expected a vampire who is god knows how old with however much money, he would be living in a bigger apartment space.

You stood in the doorway, looking into the studio apartment.

“What’s wrong? Go inside!” Jay gently pushed you forward.

“Just expected like a massive luxurious apartment.”

Jay raised a brow, “I don’t have that kind of money.”

You glared at him, “There’s no way you don’t.”

Jay rolled his eyes, “I like this small space.”

You looked around as you walked in, seeing his bed in the corner, a couch and TV in the other. A small dining table with the kitchen on the other side and a hole in the wall for the bathroom.

Jay handed you a pair of his clothes, “I’ll wash the ones you’re wearing now, the shower is ready, please freshen up.”

You take the clothes, “What about you?”

“I’ll shower after you.”

You took your time in the shower, trying to process everything that happened today and what it means going forward.

Will you have to run for the rest of your life? Always hiding? Will Jay be by your side?

So many more questions filtered through your brain. It hurt trying to wrap everything around it.

Once out of the shower, you pulled on the basketball shorts and shirt he gave you to wear. They were both oversized, but comfortable. They even smelled like him.

You stood in the mirror and ran your fingers through your hair, only to stop and notice the puncture holes in your neck. You leaned forward to get a better look, noticing how bruised your skin was around the scabs.

Tears slowly fell down your face. You survived an attack. These wounds will turn into scars and show proof of how you survived. But they will also hold all the trauma.

You decided to wrap more bandages around wounds, hiding it was what you wanted for the moment.

You walked out of the bathroom, seeing Jay fast asleep on the couch, his bed unmade for you.

The sun shining through the window was enough to wake you up.

The smell of pancakes and bacon filled the small studio apartment.

You crawled out of bed, only to see you were alone.

Your bare feet hit the floor as you walked over to the kitchen, a plate of food and a note waiting for you.

Y/N, I got called into the clinic. There was an emergency surgery that needed my attention. I made this breakfast for you, so please eat it. Niki and Sunoo will be taking turns checking in on you while I am gone. So if you try to leave, they will stop you. There’s a number on the fridge for a pizza place down the street you can use for lunch. I should be home by dinner. Make yourself at home. Oh, there is also a fresh toothbrush and other toiletries in the bathroom for you as well. Remember do NOT leave…I mean it. -Jay

You rolled your eyes at the last part and dug into the food.

After your meal, you freshen up in the bathroom, washing your face and brushing your teeth.

Since you’d be stuck here all day, you explored more of the apartment. Looking at what other food he could possibly have and then remembering he was a vampire when you opened the fridge to only find blood bags.

You watched some TV, only to fall asleep an hour later. A knock on the door waking you from your nap.

You looked through the peephole to see Sunoo standing outside.

You opened the door and confirmed you were okay. Sunoo patted your head and went on his way.

You finally decided to order pizza, and to your surprise, it was free all because the owner personally knows Jay. Which hey, free pizza is always a win.

A couple of hours later Niki stopped by, confirming you were still in fact okay, stole one of Jay’s blood bags, talked to you about the one time Jay was scared of a “ghost” and forced Niki to shower with him, and then went on his own way.

For the rest of the time you flipped through TV channels or read one of the many anatomy books Jay had.

You found yourself back in the bathroom staring at the two small holes on your neck, a massive sigh leaving your mouth.

The front door opens followed by, “I’m back.”

You walked from the bathroom, “It’s almost 11 p.m., that’s so way past dinner time.”

Jay glared at you as he took off his coat, “Don’t start with me.”

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, “I am assuming the surgery took longer than expected?”

Jay nodded, “It was a lot worse than we thought it was.”

Jay dropped his coat on the kitchen table and kicked off his shoes.

You could see how tired he was. How stressed he must be trying to deal with a normal human life on top of hiding who he really is and also trying to keep you safe.

Your face softened, the knot pulling you to him. You stood beside him, taking his hand into yours, “I am sorry it was a rough day.”

Jay tried to calm his heart rate, not wanting to show the effect you had on him. Shoving away the knot that was pulling him to you.

“Yeah, it’s been a long day,” he pulled you closer to him, wrapping you in a hug, “I’m going to shower, don’t stay awake for me.”

Before you could protest, Jay gently kissed the top of your head, and then walked away, closing the bathroom room behind him.

Jay gripped the sink, face flushed, “What did I just do???” he whispered.

The knot is just growing tighter.

After his shower, Jay threw on his favorite black t-shirt and shorts, finally happy to rest.

Only to see you still awake, sitting on the couch.

“I told you to not wait up for me!” Jay snapped, “It’s 12 a.m.!”

You rolled your eyes, “Just sit down grumpy ass.”

Jay threw himself onto the couch, resting his legs at your side.

“You want to share the couch?” You sassed.

Jay scoffed, ��My couch, I bought it. Stop being sassy.”

You sighed, knowing you weren’t getting anywhere with it.

“Tell me more about Dorian, and how he’s related to Jungwon and his…girlfriend?”

Jay took a deep breath in, “Dorian himself is a longer story,” he started, “And his girlfriend is actually his mate.”

You turned to face him, “That’s the second time I have heard her being called mate.”

Jay continued and ignored your comment, “Jungwon and his mate ran into Dorian. Dorian is a solo hunter, versus us who are in a pack. Dorian hunts not to just feed but to kill. He could smell __ blood from miles away and he wanted her. Jungwon fought to keep Dorian away, but the problem was Jungwon tested his limits and didn’t drink any blood for months, he was weaker than normal.”

You nodded, taking in the information.

Jay continued, “When you’re in a pack, you feel everything the others feel,” Jay placed his hand over his heart, “Their happiness, sadness and when they are hurt. It’s the knot of fate that ties us all together. So when we sensed Jungwon was in danger, we rushed to him. Dorian ran off knowing he couldn’t take all seven of us. He made it clear he was coming for Jungwon’s mate. And Dorian won’t stop until he has her.”

“And since she is Jungwon’s mate, she is now a part of the pack?”

Jay nodded, “Vampires mate for life. Once one finds their mate, they get tied into the same fate knot. Jungwon and her knot are obviously different from the one the pack shares as a whole, but it’s still there.”

“How do you guys find your mates? Is Jungwon the only one?”

Jay nodded, “The rest of us don’t have one. And finding mates isn't that easy. It’s a feeling both yourself and your mate will feel. That knot tangled together, making everything clear. In that moment you see only them, and that maybe this monstrous life is actually worth living.”

You tilted your head, pulling your knees to your chest, “That is the second time you’ve called yourself a monster.”

Jay looked into your eyes, “What else am I? There’s a reason I followed in Heeseung’s footsteps and became a doctor. To put some good back into the world at all the bad I have done.”

“Jay…”

“We’ve done some terrible things, Y/N. There’s a reason we took to drinking blood bags and not directly from humans.”

You placed your hand on his knee, waiting for him to continue.

“We weren’t born vampires, but the ones who turned us were very terrible people. We did terrible things to others in our first hundred years, but we hated it. Every moment of it. Life got better once we made the change. Once we each found other passions and drank from blood bags, life did get better. Everyone else has forgiven themselves for the past but…”

“But you never did?”

Jay nodded.

“Jay, look at me.”

And he did. He stared deeply back into your doe eyes. His heart strings aching for you, the knot pulling tighter and him shoving it down.

You crawled over to him, wanting nothing more than to kiss him. To show him how worthy he is. How he deserves so much more than what he gives himself. The knot you felt, praying he feels it too.

Jay places his hands on your shoulders, stopping you from moving closer.

“Y/N, please don’t, I don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve you. I’m trying so hard to cut this knot from you.”

Tears fill your eyes, your soulmate is sitting in front of you as he tries to push you away. You could feel his hurt. Feel the pain he’s feeling as he tries to cut the knot that’s already been tied. You’re his mate, and he’s doing everything to stop it.

But you’ve had enough, “Stop denying yourself the possibility of love just because you see yourself as a monster!” Jay’s grip on your shoulders loosened, narrowing his eyes at you, “I don’t see you as a monster, Jongseong! From the moment we met I never once saw you as a monster. I was scared, yes, but never have I ever felt so safe being by your side.”

Jay took a deep breath in, studying your face.

“I don’t know much about how mates work for vampires, but I felt that knot you talked about. The moment we looked into each other's eyes at the clinic, I felt that knot. My whole life became yours.”

Jay folded at your words, releasing his hands from your shoulders, one reaching for your neck, and the other on your hip.

Jay accepted his fate, accepted the knot, and accepted you.

His lips connected to yours, breathing you in as if he was running out of oxygen.

His hands gripped your hips tighter, pulling you closer to him.

Jay pulled himself up on the couch, pulling you into his lap, deepening the kiss more.

You ran your hands in his dyed hair, causing Jay to send soft moans against your lips. His shorts hardening underneath you.

Jay rests his hands on your lower back, slowly pushing you down onto him with every moment you make.

The sensation you felt being completely connected to him sent butterflies to your stomach.

Every inch of pleasure Jay was feeling was amplified because of your bond. Every movement Jay made that turned you on, turned him on more.

It made you dizzy at his very touch. If making out with him felt like this, you could only imagine how sex would feel with him.

Jay released his lips from yours, resting his forehead against yours.

You both took deep breaths in, smiling and laughing.

“There’s that smile I love,” You whispered, “Smiling looks better on you than being Mr. Grumpy Pants.”

Jay chuckled, “You really irritate the fuck out of me.”

“And you’re stuck with me for life, right? Mates?”

Jay pulled your hair behind your ears, finally truly feeling every ounce of love Jungwon felt for his mate, towards you.

“Yes, beautiful,” Jay said, taking your face between his hands, “You're stuck with me just as much as I am stuck with you.”

He planted one last kiss on your lips, before tossing you off him.

“You really are an asshole.” You stuck your tongue out at him.

Jay rolled his eyes, “Go to bed, we have a big day tomor-“

You sat up on the couch, feeling the worry that he was feeling.

“Jay? Jongseong? What’s wrong?”

He pulls you towards him and behind him, away from the window.

The glass shatters, and a woman with dark red hair, steps through.

“Oh isn’t this a sight to see, Dorian will be excited to know his lovely friends rescued his lunch.”

You rolled your eyes, “I am so sick of hearing that.”

Jay clenched his jaw, his grip on you becoming even tighter.

“Didn’t think you were much for being in a pack, Lilly.” Jay hissed.

“Oh, we aren’t in a pack. Let's just say we are in an agreement.”

“He still wants __ doesn’t he?” Jay asked, already knowing the answer.

“He doesn’t just want Jungwon’s mate,” she sang, looking around Jay and directly at you, “He wants your mate as well.”

Your heart sank, the man responsible for almost killing you knows you’re still alive. You gripped onto the back of Jay’s shirt, pulling yourself closer.

“Why does he want Y/N and __?! There’s plenty of other people out there!”

“Now now, Jongseong, that’s not something a doctor should say.”

Lilly walked closer, studying the two of you.

“I’m not here to hurt you or take your mate from you, I just had to come to confirm Dorian’s suspensions.”

“What is he planning?”

Lilly laughed, “I don’t have the time nor patience to tell you, plus your pack just arrived, don’t want to be torn to pieces.”

With a wave, Lilly jumped out the window.

Jay pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms tighter around you. Your whole body shakes with fear.

“Don’t be scared baby, I have you.” Jay ran his hand through your long hair, “And I won’t let them touch you.”

#jay bae #park jay #jay #jay x reader #reader x jay #park jongseong #jongseong x reader #reader x jongseong #reader x enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fanfic #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen #strangers to lovers #vampiresbleeding #yeonzzzn writing

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anonnluvver · 1 year

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brett with a very shy reader ? most x readers have a too bold personality for me to relate too lol, gender is unimportant and just headcannons pleaseee :) ty

HIII OMG YALL REQUESTED A WHOOOLLE LOT AND IM SO SORRY IVE TOOK SO LONG TO GET TO THEM BUT I PROMISE I WILL! I’ve just been so busy lately but I’ve finally got some free time on my hands so be ready for looots of posts. ANYWAYS let’s get to it, thanks so much for requesting! (Btw this one is a long one…and cheesy)

Brett x shy reader fluff(gender neutral)

“Deep breathes, okay. You can do this.” You quietly whisper to yourself, nervously fiddling with the seams of your shirt. It’s the first day of your new job in the shadow government at Cognito inc. taking one last deep breath and push the doors open walking up to the front desk. “Hi, im Y/n. Im new here and someone named Reagan said to ask you for instructions.” The secretary just looks you up in down with the blankest expression you’ve ever seen and simply said “go to the 2nd floor, conference room.” You awkwardly look away and thank the lady. Geez so much for good first impressions. Following the mean ladys instructions you stand right in front of the conference doors and give it a quick knock. “Come in!” You hear a women shout. Opening the doors you see who you assume is your boss, Regan. “Hi, I’m Regan your boss . Since of now you are part of the task force.” That was super brief, you thought. You’re a little shocked at how quickly you had been assigned to a job. “Oh um okay, well when do I get to meet this team of mine?” You question her a little scared to meet the rest of your co-workers. “Ah sorry I called you in a bit earlier than everyone else just so you could adjust to your office a bit. I’ll show you the way there then you’ll come back here when your done settling down to meet everyone else.” Regan walks you out to your office and leaves soon after. Your body slumps and your bag falls onto your desk as you sit down. “Well this hasnt been too bad. Regan doesn’t talk too much, which is kind of awkward but I mean so am I.” You talk to yourself in your small office hearing your voice echo a little on the walls from the emptiness in the room. Well I guess I should start heading back I’ve been here a while, sighing you stand up and hesitantly go to the conference room once more. You open the doors to find more people sitting down at the large table in the conference room, all suddenly turning their heads to look at you. In embarrassment your face flushes a little and you look at the floor awkwardly. “Oh, sorry everyone um hi I’m Y/n.” You quietly introduce yourself. “Oh my gosh!” *SQUEEL* “You must be our new co worker!” *gasp* You sharply gasp, surprised by being pulled into a tight hug and squeezed up into the air. Your face grows even hotter and flustered not knowing who is touching you or what to do. You look down to see the person hugging you so tightly and see a tall and really attractive guy. And suddenly your even more flustered if that’s possible. “Brett how many times do we have to tell you, you don’t hug people who don’t know you.” Reagan sighs tiredly, clearly this isn’t the first time he’s done this. “Oh! Right sorry… I’m just so excited to have a new addition to our gang!” He quickly puts you done and apologizes. “Y/n you can come sit down with us now, everyone just introduce yourselves normally please.” Wow, Regan already seems done and the day just started. “Oh okay.” Shit, well where am I supposed to sit? You look to the right and see that weird guy who hugged you patting the seat next to him. You just quickly look away and sit next to Regan on the opposite side from him. You don’t mean to be harsh but you’re just nervous to be close to him. And strange enough he looks sad you didn’t sit next to him. “Alright well I’m Andre Lee, the tasks force one and only biochemist. I also got the good stuff-if you know what I mean wink wink.” He elbows your side while dramatically winking. “You are such a weirdo Andre.” The next girl rolls her eyes at Andre “whatever, I’m Gigi Thompson, best looking one here and PR of the media manipulation department. I’m sure you’ve seen my work because I am everywhere.” She laughs at her own flattery. “And I’m Glen Dolphman, Cognito Inc’s supersoilder and responsible for managing the company’s arsenal.” He says while firmly saluting to the American flag. “Oh and I’m Brett Hand! And uh I guess I just work here.” He laughs awkwardly at the last part as it seems he doesn’t even know why he’s here. “Okay now that everyone has introduced themselves let’s get to business.”

Regans voice just fades out slowly from your head as your distracted by a certain someone. You just stare at him in confusion and curiosity, Brett seems like such a strange yet normal guy. Though as your staring at him you can say he is really cute. Lost in your thoughts you don’t even notice when Brett catches you staring at him at first. He smiles at you and you quickly look away in embarrassment.

Eventually the hours pass you by and your first day on the job was over. You’re glad it was nothing crazy but planning things and paperwork. Reagan promised you’d be safely at the office, just for your first few days. You collect your things from your office and head to your car in the parking lot. Content enough with your first day you decide to get a quick pick me up at Starbucks. You sit at a table by yourself waiting for your vanilla with extra sweet cream foam cold brew, your regular. “Oh hey Y/n, it’s me Brett!” You look at up from your phone in surprise. Brett stood smiling right in front of you. Immediately filled with awkward nervousness you look away from him and down the the table. “Um hi…” you quietly respond to him, clearly not matching his energy. Brett immediately frowns with sadness. “Hey, I’m sorry that I hugged you without your permission. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I was just so excited to meet you! From now on I promise I’ll always ask before touching you.” Surprised at his apology you look up to see him smiling sweetly at you. You feel your cheeks warm up and little and you start to smile just a little. “Thanks, I really appreciate it Brett.” You finally spoke to him while making eye contact! Brett’s eyes light up with happiness, just glad you accepted his apology. Before either of you could say anything else the employee called out your order. “Oh that’s me, sorry Brett I have to go now but um it was really nice to see you.” You grab your bag and coffee and wave goodbye to Brett. Finally at home lying in your bed trying to sleep, you find yourself staring at the ceiling unable to stop thinking about something. Or more like someone. You couldn’t get Brett Hand out of your head and it was unbearable. What was so intriguing about him to you? I mean surely you cant like him you just met. I’m sure it’s just cause your excited about having a new friend. Yes of course, that’s the answer. All these thoughts rush through your head for the next few hours of you sleepless night.

You wave lazily at the front desk lady on your way into the office this morning, tired from you lack of sleep from last night. You drop a few things off at the office and report to the conference room shortly after as Reagan directed. You walk in and it’s just Reagan, seems like your a bit early. “G’mornin.” You mumble and take a sit next to her slumping tiredly in the chair. “Woah you look just like me, what’s wrong?” Reagan questions your tired face knowing it a little too well. You slowly lift your head off the table to look at her with half closed eyes. “Hm? Oh sorry, im just really tired. I couldnt sleep last night and I forgot to get coffee this morning too.” You slur and mumble all your words but it’s clear enough for Reagan to understand what your saying. “Ah I get that but my question is, why were you having trouble sleeping?” And before you could fumble over your words trying to make an excuse the answer bursts right through the doors. “Hey guys! How’s it going?” Brett’s energy is way too much for you this morning so you just put your head back down and doze off as Regan and Brett talk for a bit. Yet before you can fall asleep Brett calls out your name. “Y/n, look up.” “Hm?” You hum and left your head of the table once more to look up at whatever Brett wanted. He was holding out a coffee to you. You wake up a little from the shock and slowly sit up straight. “Is this for me?” You look at him confused. “Yes of course, I swinged by this morning to get you it. it’s a vanilla cold brew with extra sweet cream foam!” He gleefully beams at you. “But that’s what I always get?” You look at him stumped “how do you know my order?” Still confused you question Brett. “Oh well I I remember what order the employee called out yesterday when I saw you.” He smiles once more and you gently reach out your hands to grab the cup. And suddenly your sense of touch heightens when your fingers brush softly against Brett’s as you grab the cold cup. You share one last look with Brett before he quickly jolts up. “Oh! I just remembered I should go find the others. I know they’re here probably just running late.” He smiles and heads off to find the rest of your co workers. You just sit there starring off into space from where Brett last stood. “Hey Y/n” “hello?” “Y/N!” Regan yells at you to wake up from your day dream. “Oh regan, sorry I spaced out.” “Yea I could tell. Now let’s get ready for another stressful meeting.” You fully turn your attention to helping Regan prepare for the day.

Once again the work day is over and it’s time to leave as your walking out to the doors of your office you’re stopped by a certain someone. “Hey Y/n! Great work today.” It’s Brett. “Oh, thanks Brett…” fuck you’re internally screaming. Why does this guy make you so nervous? Hiding your face from Brett inevitable feeling the heat flush to your cheeks once more. “Um by the way, thanks for the coffee. It was really cool of you.” Cool? Gosh I sound like a dork. You internally beat your self up for your stupid choice of words. “No problem! Anything for a pal.” He giggles a little from his own statement and winks at you playfully. “Okay we’ll see you tomorrow Y/n!” And with that you both exchanges waves and goodbyes. Once finally out of eyesight you mentally face palm and groan into your hands. Gosh. That was embarrassing “Honey, I just saw that whole thing and whooh that was awkward.” You quickly turn around to see who saw your embarrassing display with Brett and it was Gigi. “Ugh I know but I just can’t figure out why I’m so awkward around him.” You cringe at just remembering your interaction. And yet you find yourself weirdly comfortable talking to Gigi. “Mmhm I think I know exactly why.” She just gives you an all knowing look up and down. “Really? Please tell me why.” You plead do her to enough you so you can just solve the issue already. “It’s because you like him.” “WHAT?” You accidentally yell out in shock covering your mouth quickly. “I mean, why do you say so?” This time whispering so no one near could hear. “Honey it’s written all over that little face of yours.” You groan loudly at her claim. Could that really be the reason your social skills suck more then usual when talking to Brett? “But I just met him, how could I already like him?” You ask Gigi since she seems to be much more knowledgeable in this aspect. “Well I couldn’t tell you. After all how am I supposed to know why YOU like him? All I know is lover boy seems to be developing a few feelings of his own.” And with that mind breaking statement she leaves you alone with just you and your thoughts. Brett like me?? No way. Not in a million years. These words echoing through your head the whole way home. Throwing yourself over your bed with exhaustion more over your conflicting emotions rather than your heavy work load and eventually passing out.

A few weeks pass and your now comfortable in your new work environment, strange but now familiar. Yet one thing has not changed, the awkwardness you feel when around Brett. And yes those feelings Gigi talked about have not left one bit, in fact you’d say they’ve grown over time. Brett’s nice gestures always make your stomach flutter with butterflies and your heart face like some 3rd grade crush. “Y/nnnn, Come on! He clearly likes you, why not just make a damn move already. Everyone in the office practically knows already! It’s so obvious.” Gigi shouts at you while your just trying to enjoy your sandwich. You asked to have lunch together not a therapy session… “Gigi shhh! Don’t say that so loud!” You sigh and put your sandwich down “look, I like him sure but we don’t know for sure if he does and-“ “OH PLEASE!” Gigi cuts you off abruptly shouting and throwing her arms in the air. “He’s always extra nice to you and trust me Brett’s already way too nice. Plus he’s always bring you little gifts all the time.” She huffs and rolls her eyes at you. “Whatever Gigi, I’m not making any moves so sorry to dissatisfy your office romance fantasies.” You roll you eyes back at her and clean up since your lunch break is over leaving back to your office and go finish up some paperwork for Reagan. “Oh I will get my office romance wether you want it or not.” Gigi talks to herself planning a ‘special’ surprise for you.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK* you sigh getting up from your chair to open the door to your office. “Oh hi Gigi, Reagan, What do you need?” You see the two girls standing in front of your door. “Hey Y/n we were hoping you could help us find something in the chemical closet.” Gigi asks in a weirdly high pitch voice. “Sure,what is it?” You ask wondering what it was they couldn’t find. “Oh follow us then we’ll tell you”. So you follow Reagan and Gigi to the chemical closet and go inside. “It’s called fizzyflupflurp acid.” You can hear one of them trying to hold in a laugh behind you “Really? That sounds kind of stupid.” But before you can say anymore they quickly leave in a rush saying to just call them when you find it since they’re so “busy”. Huh, weird. But I mean this whole place is weird. You just think to yourself as you look through the various viles for ‘fizzyflupflurp’ acid. Suddenly you hear lots of giggling behind you and hear Brett stumble into the closet falling right on to you. He lets out a grunt from the impact of you two colliding and before either of you can get a word out you hear the lock click and Gigi and Reagan giggles burst out into laughter. You push brett aside and rush to the door trying to open the door but it’s locked, pounding your fist on the door in frustration when it doesn’t open. “Let us out!” You yell at the other two behind the door. “Yeah, What are we locked in here for?” Brett chimes in. “Oh I think you know why you’re in there. And we’re not letting you out till one of you spits it out.” You can just hear the smirk on Gigi’s face. You freeze in fear and feel your face turn completely hot and red. “Gosh no.” You breathlessly whisper to yourself not wanting to turn around and face Brett. “AH OKAY I ADMIT IT,” Brett suddenly yells out “I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE STALKED YOUR SOCIAL MEDIA TO LEARN YOUR FAVORITE THINGS.” Brett winces as if you might yell at him for what he’s done. “Brett what? No, this isn’t what this is about. And that’s not a horrible thing Brett im not mad at you for it but it is kinda weird…” you sigh preparing yourself to ruin your small friendship with Brett and make it awkward for the rest of your career. “Then what is it about?” Brett asks confused to what other secret needed sharing. “Well it’s… it’s- gosh um” SPIT IT OUT ALREADY internally yelling at yourself to get it over with. “I like you.” You say extremely quite almost enough for Brett to not hear. “Oh well I like you too Y/n! You’re a great friend, that’s no secret.” He laughs at you for your ‘silly’ secret that he just doesn’t seem to understand. “No, Brett. I like like you. As in romantically.” You muster out clarifying things for Brett. It’s silent. Way too silent that you look up to see his expression and he looks so, shocked? Panicked you start apologizing “look Brett I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable I jus-“. Oof is the noise you let out from being knocked back into the closet door. “Brett?” “I’m sorry, I know I said I’d ask next time before hugging you but I just really needed to this time.” He whispers softly and your heart just melts. You hug him back tighter than ever happy he isn’t upset. “I like like you too Y/n” he quietly says nuzzling into your neck and gently squeezes you reassuringly.

I AM SO SORRY I TOTALLY READ THIS REQUEST WRONG I DONT KNOW HOW 😭. well regardless I hope some of you like it but I am truly sorry anonymous hope you can forgive me🙏.

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loveandleases · 8 months

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can we please get issac + “i was worried something happened to you.”

Of course you can! From this ask game. Below the cut ~

It was 2:00 A.M. You were normally asleep by now, but Isaac still hadn't come home. Not having them in bed with you, basically laying on you, made it hard to sleep.

You steeped your tea, not really intending to drink it anymore, just something to keep your mind busy. When the door opens, and Isaac comes in.

They shut the door softly, not yet seeing you. When they turn to look they jump, placing a hand on their chest. "Geez, you scared me. What are you doing up?"

They don't bother walking towards you, instead aiming to go into the bathroom. "Isaac."

They freeze in their tracks. Slowly turning to look at you, trying to hide their hand from your view. "Sorry, I just need to-"

Your body moves on its own, and before you know it you're in front of them, grabbing their hand and bringing it into view. Their knuckles were bruised and bloody. "What happened?"

They shake their head, trying to pull their hand from your grasp. "I'm fine, I promise. It's not what you think."

"I was worried something happened to you. From the looks of it for a good reason." Pulling them along behind you, you make your way to the bathroom.

Turning the sink on allowing the water to warm up, before taking and cleaning Isaac's hand. This isn't the first time Isaac has come back this way. It likely won't be the last either. "Babe, I'm fine. Just as handsome as the day we met, huh?" "Really?"

Isaac turns you as you say that, their hand still bleeding, yet they ignore it looking at you. They sigh, knowing their jokes won't save them this time. "I really am fine, you don't need to worry." You try to walk out, if you thought this was the night you were going to have, you would have stayed at your own apartment. Before you can exit the bathroom you feel Isaac tug at your hand, turning you to look.

"They tried to take this." They hold their hand out, a small blue velvet box rests on their palm.

"What is-"

"You know what it is."

#loveandleases #love and leases #isaac #ask game

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pccyouthleader · 9 months

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Hedgehog Hodgepodge: A Story of Espionage, Confusion, and an Evil Plan Gone Haywire

~Intermission~

Little by little, Aurora packed her things and slowly moved them to the apartment next door to Shadow’s. Sonic had begrudgingly agreed to the arrangement as long as the two promised to behave and stay in their separate “corners.”

Aurora wanted to leave her room at home in much the same condition, as it was comforting to know that she could come and stay whenever she wanted. She decided to take her solar dancing figurines, bobble head collection, taco-themed joke book, and Kit-Cat clock, but decided to leave her posters. She could swoon over “Bran Baker and the Beefcakes” and “The Phantom of the Rock Opera” whenever she came to visit.

Much to Shadow’s frustration, the evidence trail from the trophy and orb had grown cold. Knuckles and Rouge couldn’t tell him anything more about the orb. And Tails was so preoccupied with prepping his old plane for the antique iron show that he had all but forgotten about the trophy.

Everyone’s lives had pretty much returned to normal since the disappearance of the two items. However, some of Shadow’s contacts had started receiving strange communication signals. The contacts could neither pinpoint the location of the transmissions nor decipher them.

Amy was overjoyed at the development of a small baby bump on her abdomen. After finding some cute maternity wear, she enjoyed standing in front of her full-length mirror admiring her new look. She still couldn’t believe she was experiencing the miracle of new life all over again!

The nursery - one side of Amy’s in-home office - was coming along nicely. Aurora had worked closely with her mother to pick the perfect light yellow paint and soft materials to suit a brand new baby hedgehog. Amy’s morning sickness was finally tapering off, and so the mother-daughter duo could often be found going through Amy’s design portfolios looking for ideas.

It wasn’t long before the whole village was abuzz with the news that Sonic and Amy were having a “surprise” bundle of joy. Soon their friends were happily showering them with all sorts of baby-related items.

“I am bushed!” Amy said as she walked in the door one day with a double armload of gift bags.

“Geez, Ames!” Sonic exclaimed, jumping off the sofa. He had been enjoying an afternoon siesta. “Let me get that stuff!” He took the armload of presents and ran them up the stairs. Amy had taken his place on the sofa when he came back down.

“There’re about five more loads where that came from,” she said when Sonic returned.

“From what?!” he asked. Had Amy hijacked a delivery truck?

“My coworkers gave me a surprise baby shower at work today. I forgot just how much stuff you need to take care of a baby.” She propped her aching feet on the coffee table.

“Be right back,” came Sonic’s reply as he zipped out the door. He returned a few minutes later with a staggering load and a shocked expression on his face. “What are we gonna do with all this stuff?!” he asked when he came back downstairs.

“Worry about it later!” Amy said. She didn’t have the energy to deal with it right now. But she did stand up and move over to place a kiss on Sonic’s cheek. “Thank you for getting everything.”

“No problem, Babe,” he replied, pulling her into a much-needed embrace. Amy relaxed, almost melting into her happy place.

When he released her, Amy grimaced as she remembered an earlier conversation. “If one more person finds out about the baby and asks, ‘You know what causes that, right?’ I just might pound them in the ground with my hammer.”

A devilish grin played across Sonic’s lips. He just had to do it. Placing a hand gently on her ever-growing tummy, he gave her a sly look and said, “Hey Ames, you know what causes this, right?”

But instead of bashing him to bits, Amy got a romantic look in her eyes. She moved a little closer, put her arms around his neck, and raised a brow. “Hmm… actually I do know what causes this. Would you like me to demonstrate?”

“EWWW! MOM! GROSS!!” came a voice from the top of the stairs.

“Crap!” Sonic whispered. “I forgot Tiny was upstairs!” He and Amy dissolved into hushed laughter.

Meanwhile, Aurora had run back into her bedroom with her hands over her ears. Shadow, unbeknownst to the couple downstairs, was sitting in her windowsill, convinced he had just thrown up in his mouth.

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rachreads · 11 months

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y’all remember that adult job i said i was getting? well, i got it so the bruhl shrine has received a massive upgrade. >:)

more pics and artist links below ;)))

The shelf itself is an IKEA Milsbow with four Mittled LED cabinet lights on the underside of every shelf to give it some light. I did have to drill a hole in the bottom self to feed some cords though, but other than that it was pretty simple to put together! :D

The framed The King's Man (2021) poster on the left was a freebie that I got for attending the opening night showing of the movie! I was the only person in the theater with my friend, so we nabbed about seven of 'em and handed them out to fellow Bruhl and Kingsman appreciators in our friend grounp.

The All the King's Men poster underneath isn't Bruhl related, but it was a gift from another friend who knows how much I like the Kingsman movie series. I also have a Kingsman shrine in my living room (and a Talking Heads shrine, and a Re-Animator shrine, and a Vladmir Nobokov shrine.... i am so completely normal).

Everything below reads left to right, I'll try to include links to artists where I can!

Comic books in the back are issues 2-4 of Thunderbolts presents Zemo: Born Better (which isn't canon to the MCU, and honestly is not my favorite, but the cover art looks cool lol) and the first collected volume of the original Thunderbolts run.

The black picture frames on the left are a sticker set from @injureddreams on their Etsy store and can be found here! The keychain in the golden frame on the right is also from their store, and is sadly sold out :(, but the store page is here.

Speaking of keychains, I have two on order from Noble Demons that are currently getting bounced around in my campus mail system that will go in those empty spots in the frame. Those two can be found here and here.

The funko pop on the left is the limited edition dancing Zemo from the Collector Corps subscription box (although you can find them resold on Amazon and the like for ~20 bucks), and the funko pop on the right is the regular Zemo pop from the FATWS line from 2021. These are also on sale for around ~10 bucks on Amazon.

The figpin in the very middle is the MCU Zemo pin from the FATWS line that was released in 2021.

The plush in the very middle was actually made by me :D. You can find the pattern on Etsy here, but if you're curious about the specific yarns used, you can check out my ravelry posts about it here.

And finally, the enamel pins in the golden frame on the right are from ChingonPinz on Etsy, but unfortunately are not sold anymore.

The DVD/Bluray collection on the left has German imports of Schule (2000) and Lessons of a Dream (2011), as well as American DVDs/Blurays of Deeply, The Edukators, Lila Lila, Inglourious Basterds, and The Cloverfield Paradox. Civil War bluray on the right is also a US release.

Special attention called to the Good Bye Lenin DVD on the left, which is the US Special Edition that has director's and actor's commentary tracks, including one with Daniel on it! Geez, if only someone were to rip those tracks and upload them to the internet. Maybe in a masterlist on a pinned post. Maybe at the top of their blog. That would be crazy hahahahahaha.

The magazine in the back is the European version of Issue 46 of The Rake, which contains the amazing and wonderful photoshoot that can be seen in this post here. (pinkie promise i did not spend $200 on that, I got it on eBay for like 20$)

The art board print in the middle is from rindelamater on Redbubble and can be found here.

The Good Bye Lenin Blu-Ray that is laying on the bottom of the shelf is an import from South Korea, and is actually the only region A blu-ray of GBL in existence since there has been no re-release in the US. I imported mine from eBay, although I think I have seen a few floating around on other sites.

Good Bye Lenin and Inglourious Basterds CD scores are pretty common, I don't think I need to explain those.

The plushie of Zeems on the right is from RedCapStore on etsy and can be found here. This was actually a gift from a friend and I hold it very dear to my heart. :)

The Laszlo Brainrot begins.

Angel of Darkness and Surrender, New York on the left are US mass market paperbacks. Super easy to find. :)

The framed art print in the very middle is my very favorite drawing from @pannypunkpanda's 365 day art challenge from last year! You can find this specific one on their RedBubble shop here.

The rest of the items on this shelf (including the custom Leuchtturm1917 Journal on the left *drool*) are from a PR box that was released for TNT's version of The Alienist: Angel of Darkness in 2020. In anticipation for the season, an online murder mystery party was held and journalists recieved a box of props that acted as clues for the mystery. There's an article covering the online event linked here for those curious. I managed to snag a box from a reseller on eBay for around 60 bucks, although that was the first and only time I have ever seen it available. :(

The box on the very bottom right is the mailing box that the murder mystery props from the shelf above all came in.

The board game on the left is a custom box and game that was only given out to the cast and crew of the first or second season of the Alienist iirc and is not easily available on the market. I, again, picked mine up from a reseller on eBay, but it's pretty hard to find.

The book in the middle is the tie-in edition of The Alienist by Caleb Carr, which is completely annotated and highlighted to shit by your's truly. :)

The picture frame on the right again has stickers from @pannypunkpanda's RedBubble shop linked here, and another sticker in the very middle from Elizabeth Ryan Shepard's RedBubble shop linked here.

And that's it! I may make another list with my holy grail items that I'm still on the lookout for but honestly I might just like to gatekeep those. It might make my chances of finding them better oops.

#rach speaks!#is this too much? i think that this may be too much. I cannot be sure.#daniel bruhl #daniel brühl #zemo #helmut zemo #good bye lenin #alex kerner #the alienist #laszlo kriezler #laszlo kreizler #the ~shrine~

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userholland · 2 years

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idk if you’re doing blurbs rn but if you ever get to this can you do one of dad!tom where they’re taking the newborn baby home from the hospital and tom driving really cautiously on the way home and being really cautious in general 🥹 i saw something earlier about how the first drive home and dads drive really slow and it sounded like a really cute moment 🥺

pairing－ dad!tom holland x fem!reader [parent + domestic au]

contains － nothing but fluff and protective, dad!tom in training!

word count－ 602

masterlist | blurb requests open!

"Geez, babe. Don't go too fast."

Tom didn't appreciate the sarcasm from your end, but you did just give birth to his child after spending a few hours of painful labor so, he could let it pass (for now).

"I'm making sure we get home in one piece." He trailed, his eyes glancing at the rear view mirror to check your newborn in their carrier.

"I don't think you'll get more than a dent when you're going..." You leaned over to see the speedometer, "Eighteen miles per hour."

It had only been two minutes since you left the hospital parking lot－a whole minute taken up by Tom trying to get out of it－ and now you were taking your baby girl home and with every hair on her basically bald head in place.

"Tom, seriously. Just drive like normal, you'll have to eventually." You nodded, rubbing his tense shoulder. You noticed his knuckles were almost white from how tight he gripped the steering wheel.

"I am, or I'm trying. Just didn't think the protective dad instinct kicked in until they were like sixteen and starting to like boys." Tom shrugged, not even wanting to think that far into the future.

"Relax. Please. I promise you, the next two years of changing diapers will keep you more than occupied." You jeered to lighten his mood.

Tom cracked a smile, quickly turning his head to you, then glancing back at the road at his slow pace.

It's as if someone else had possessed Tom's body, not believing he was the same guy who loved turning corners on (what felt like) two wheels.

Every stop you made was a complete stop. Every yellow light was met with a slow and steady stop before it turned red. His head turned back and forth so much to see each side of a four-way street that it could make you dizzy.

All you could do is grin at how he was suddenly shifting into dad mode, only able to put your hand on his knee and let him do the rest of the drive the way he needed to. Eventually, he would ease up, but you would remember this moment only to, probably, tease him a lot later in life.

The rest of the drive was a bit better, even if he only got to twenty-five miles per hour as his maximum speed, but he carefully parked in front of your house.

After you got out of the passenger side, you slowly put your jacket on while Tom was in the back putting the strap of the baby bag on his right shoulder and holding the carrier with his left hand. Your daughter was peacefully asleep, her soft head rested back and her tongue peaking from her mouth.

Sleeps just like her father, you thought.

When you walk around, you cooed at the sweet sight of your two loves. Tom kissed your temple before you both headed toward the front door. He carried the carrier with great ease, carefully planting his foot on each step toward the door before you opened it to give him a clear path to the living room.

Once the two of you sit on the couch, a relieved sigh leaves both your chests as you happily glare at your sleeping baby, snuggled in a pink blanket and the cap perfectly fit to her small head.

"Thank you for driving slow." You teased Tom, wrapping your arm around his.

"I think the word you're looking for is carefully and you're welcome." He jeered back, planting a soft kiss on the top of your head.

#tom holland #tom holland x fem!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland blurb #tommyblurbs

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missamyrisa2 · 4 months

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Hi Amy! I just adore your tickle teases. Reminds me of tickle games with a close friend. We'd tickle and blow raspberries to the each other's bellies lol. We lost touch sadly, but those moments were special.

One of the best tickles would be when my hands are tied back, standing against a wall. My shirt would be knotted up, and my belly would get tickle destroyed with lots of raspberries. I'd love relive that through your tickle reases. I once again thank you for your service lol

Awwwwe that's soo sweeet~!! I love tickle games~ I used to play one with a friend where we'd set two chairs facing and touching one another so that one of us could sit in the first chair and put their feet through the small opening of the other chair (the butt hole we called it lol) which had to be done by rotating your feet, sticking them through, and then sitting normally so they were sorta trapped. Then the other person would casually stroll to the opening and play it up like "oh my gosh. There's feet here! Hold on, this might tickle!" and then it was tickles until you managed to get your feet out. Which I never did because welllll~ ya knowww~

In that senseeee we're soooo playing a tie up game, you and meee bestieee~ I need to practice my knots anddd I promise I won't hurt youuuu just come onnn, there's this funny wall here with the holes. I think this is like a regulation puzzle solving thing. You put your arms back, see just like this and your wrists through the holes and then I go back hereee and nope nope~ stay right there. We'll just run this rope here and there and over there and voila~! Noww~ can you pull free? Nooo? You really can't? So here's the puzzle. You can't see the knot but you can feel it right? This is like serious, a serious test of the senses. This will help you build your uhmm~ touchhh and vision because you're not using your vision, you're using your touch right? So just try to unknot that and mmmh I'll busy myself up hereee~

What? Oh this? I'm uhhh practicing another knot while you work on that one. You know, theeee shirt knottt? This is like a sheeeeepshammparooo? Yeah, the sheepshamparoo. It's a new knot. They just invented it. It's like maximum shirt knottiness. See, so efficient! Now you have half a shirt! How's the other knot going? Did you get it yet? Noooo? Oh gosh. Oooh goodness meeee~ what are we gonna dooo. Oh, you're getting it? You think you've got it?

Bzzzzzzzz!!

How about now? Bzzzzz!! muuuah!

Level two baby, you're on level two now. We have to up the test. This is in the official test pamphlet I swear, I'm building your distraction skills by giving you belly blows. Now, in an official setting this would be done with like one of those stomach...pump things? It's like this big machine that comes down and it's like mmmmmhrrrr! and buzzes your belly for like, regulation distractions. But I'll just improvise and put my lips here and bzzzztt!! Ooh, it's kinda hard to focus now right? Man, you really suck at thissss~

That knot is holding strong. I think it's actually knotted further now! You must realllly blow at eating pretzels. Yeah? It tickles when I buzz your tum? How about this? Mmmmmuah! Does that tickle? Tickle tickle tickle? Check this one out. I call it the zazzmatazz! I build up a little steam, fly in and mmmmmhhhhzzzzz!!! See, right on your button! You're not free yet? Geez louise, what am I gonna do with you? Like what are we gonna do if you and I get captured and they're torturing us with belly blows like this? Bzzzztt! You'd give up all the secrets wouldn't you? I swear, if you tell them where the gold is buried I'm gonna strap you down and bzzzztttt mmmmphphhzzzz!!

Well I thought you were my partner! Giving up all these secrets, I swear. You know what we do to double agents round these parts? Tickle torture! I'm gonna tickle these sidessss and your waiiistt and poke your navel till the cows come home and you don't have cows so that's gonna be a longgg time ~ did you know cows chew the cud? What a funny word. Can you say cud without laughing? I definitely can't ~ I mean look at you, you're dying laughing! You can't not laugh! What, it's because I'm still tickling youu? The tickles got your cud? Stop saying cud? Nahhhh I'mma keep saying it and alsoooo I'm totally nibbling your sides.

Got that knot yet? Good lord, you are soooo terrible at this! Well. Luckily, I came prepared. Ah pooey. See, I brought my art kit to show you and I forgot the canvas. Ooooh~~ oooh cudsieee~ I have an ideaaaa! Sso while you keep working on that I'll keep myself entertained by using you as a canvas. I think I read about this once that it's like the most secure way to store a secret code, inside the navel. And I have this tiny brushhh~ sooo hold still, this miiiight tickle!

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xxiamtiebrousxx · 1 year

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Euphoria (Jotaro x Reader Oneshot | This Bizarre World)

A/n: Also known as "The Scent That Stole Jotaro Kujo."

Euphoria: noun. A feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness.

Fear: noun: fear; plural noun: fears. An unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.

Euphoria and Fear were two gasses I could produce with the help of my Stand, (favorite song). I used them more than the other gasses. I could produce many gasses with different smells and effects. Euphoria created a vision of pleasure and happiness while Fear created a vision of horror and nightmares. They were basically like hallucination inducing drugs. I could pick and create the vision, make it whatever I needed to help me when the battle. The only downside is that (favorite song)’s effects didn’t last long. I would have to reapply the gasses every few hours. Another way to break free from my powers was to receive fresh air from me or just breathing in natural air. I didn’t just produce gasses you know.

As a Stand User, I usually found myself fighting others. Stand Users are bound to meet eventually. That’s exactly what happened to me. I found myself before DIO, a great and powerful Stand User who promised me power. But I could only get power if I did a small task for him. I was to bring him Jotaro Kujo so that DIO could kill him. The Joestars and friends were on their way to kill DIO. Of course, I couldn't allow that since he was my path to greatness. I agreed to bring Jotaro to DIO once he arrived in Egypt. It wasn’t long until Jotaro got here. It was my time to strike.

“Yare yare daze (good grief) Jiji (old man), why do we have to stop and smell the flowers?”

“Because it’s an actual flower shop, JoJo,” Joseph Joestar replied. “I’d like to bring some flowers home once we defeat DIO. I think your mother and grandmother would like them.”

“Geez old man, they’ll rot before we even get on the plane,” Jotaro retorted. I stalked them from afar. I hid behind a telephone pole. It was just Jotaro and Joseph. The others had gone off to find a hotel to rest at. This was my chance! I crept up behind Jotaro as Joseph entered the shop. Jotaro sighed and pulled his hat down to cover his face. I quietly made my way to him. The plan was to keep quiet and act normal. I pretended to examine the countless bouquets in the boxes. I rubbed my fingers together, releasing a Curiosity scent. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around some flowers near Jotaro. He didn’t notice. Jotaro was too busy lighting a cigarette. Hmm, that could work, I said to myself. I replaced the Curiosity scent with Euphoria. I waved my hand towards the smoke. The gas returned to the source and reached Jotaro. He took a good whiff of the gas. He started coughing and nearly fell back. (Favorite song) came out and caught him before he fell. Jotaro’s eyes were covered in a pink, glossy mist. I smirked. He was under my control.

“What do you see?” I asked. “What do you smell?” Euphoria, as well as the other gasses, smelled differently depending on the victim. I was curious and always asked.

“I see my mother,” he answered. Hmm, that’s a new one. No one else has ever mentioned seeing their mothers in their visions. All my victims usually dislike their mothers. “I can smell her cooking in the kitchen. Jiji’s cologne floats through the air. It’s very strong. I can smell the ocean.”

“That was very detailed,” I said. “Now, will you please follow me?” I grabbed Jotaro’s hand, but he roughly pulled away.

“I can’t see you clearly,” he replied. “How do I know where to follow you?” I sighed.

“Right,” I answered. “(Favorite song), can you please alter his vision so he can see me and our surroundings?” I asked. (Favorite song) nodded and snapped their fingers, releasing another gas that Jotaro inhaled. “Thank you,” I said. “Now do you see me?”

“Yes,” he replied. “Where am I?” I groaned. Most gasses could cloud the victims’ minds and make them forget certain things. This was one case.

“You’re in Cairo, Egypt,” I plainly said. I struggled to come up with a lie. I needed Jotaro to follow me. “I’m taking you back your… your mother! Yes, that’s right. You got lost and I know the hotel she’s at.” I grabbed his hand again. “Follow me please.” It was only a day’s trip to DIO’s castle by foot. It wasn’t that far, but with a dazed, drugged up Jotaro, it was. We could’ve gotten there in a few hours but fate said no. He kept wandering away or stopped in the middle of walking. He kept asking me questions and complimenting me. It was like handling a distracted child. I cared for the Mannish Baby and he was easier to handle than Jotaro. The great Jotaro who defeated so many of DIO’s minions was holding my hand and kicking a rock down the path. He had come down to this. Such a pity. It seemed like a long day, even though we were walking for ten minutes. The rest of his friends would be coming for me soon. “Hey Jotaro,” I said with a fake smile, “how about we go take a taxi to the hotel? It’s better than walking.”

“Sure,” he answered. “I took a quick glance behind me and saw Joseph in the crowd.

“JoJo, where are you?!” he called out. “Jotaro, answer me! Where are you?”

“Oh we’ve got to go,” I replied. There was no time for a taxi. We would have to hide in another hotel until I could get Jotaro far away. I ran across the streets with Jotaro in hand and into the nearest hotel. “I need a room for two please!” I yelled, slamming down my credit card. “Please make it quick!” The receptionist looked at me.

“Uh, okay,” he hesitated. It took a while but I was able to get the room. It came with two beds and one walk-in shower. I plopped down on the bed, sighing. I covered my eyes with my arm.

“Can we swim in the pool?” Jotaro asked.

“No,” I answered.

“Can I get room service?” he asked.

“No,” I replied. Suddenly, I was grabbed harshly by my wrists and hoisted off the bed. (Favorite Song) appeared behind me and raised their fist. Star Platinum let go of one of my hands and protected himself from my attack. My hand cracked from the collision. “Geez!” I exclaimed, pulling back my fist. “What are you? A wall?” Jotaro grabbed my collar.

“What did you do to me?” he harshly asked.

“You were under my control,” I answered. “I made you see what you wanted to see. Or what I wanted you to see at least.” Jotaro pushed me onto the bed.

“What’s your name?” he asked. “I’d like to know so I can put it on your grave.” My heart did a little flip. Was that a threat? My mind didn’t seem to think so.

“My name is Y/n,” I said. Jotaro scoffed, turning around. “What? You don’t think it’s a nice name? I think it’s a nice name.” I got off the bed. “Now if you excuse me, I need to get going.” Star Platinum pulled me back. “Hey!” I exclaimed.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Jotaro said. (Favorite song) appeared and punched Star Platinum. His user flinched. I smirked. I raised a hand full of Euphoria. Jotaro must’ve recognized the scent because he moved back. I chuckled.

“What? Are you scared?” I laughed louder. “Oh JoJo, are you really scared of me? Well, you should be. I could poison you with a toxic gas mixed with a vision inducing scent. You’ll die having the happiest moment. Would you like that, JoJo?” Jotaro pushed me against the wall. He didn’t push me hard. A bit of air was pushed out of my lungs.

“Don’t call me JoJo,” he said, slamming his hand on the wall. “That’s a nickname reserved for people I actually like.” I blushed a little.

“So I can only call you JoJo if you like me?” I asked. I crossed my arms. “Well, it seems you’ve made a challenge for me?” Jotaro backed away. His face showed shock. I grabbed the door’s handle. “If you excuse me JoJo, I’m off to make myself a person you’ll like.”

“W-what?” he stuttered. I smiled.

“You heard me right,” I answered. “I’m off to become a person you’ll like. I’ll come back when we’re both ready.” Jotaro blushed a little. He covered it up by pulling down his hat.

“Yare yare daze (Good grief),” he said. “I’m gonna let you go so I can see how far this goes. You can follow my friends and I, but just know, I won’t hesitate to beat you to a pulp.” I smiled.

“I think we’re going to have fun with this challenge, JoJo,” I replied. “I’m starting to like you already.”

#Anime #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #JJBA #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure X Reader #Jjba X Reader #Romance #Fluff #One shots #jotaro x reader #Jotaro kujo #sdc #stardust crusaders #slight humor

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kisses4suna · 2 years

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Heyy idk if requests are open or not, if they aren't just ignore this !! But could you maybe do a ff w kuroo, suna,(seperate) or whoever you please, where reader confesses to them that they had a drug problem but they're getting clean now, im going thru a hard time rn and kinda need this but if you're uncomfy w it dw one bit babe !! Its ok i understand!! Tysm either way <3

PS I love your writing its helped me sm lately :) <3!

TELLING THEM ABOUT YOUR PAST !

☆ featuring. suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader

☆ a/n. hii sorry if you waited a long time ! im so sorry that youre going through sm rn love, but i promise things will get better through time :(( ive been through addictions before and it isnt pretty. i completely know how you feel, dms are open if you wanna talk. :) i am always here for you guys <3 also im so glad my writing has helped you, just one request babe and i’ll write whatever for you! ( not proofread )

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SUNA RINTAROU

suna rintarou, you’re boyfriend, has always been so gentle with you, so understanding. and the guilt constantly builds up everyday, everyday for the past 9 months you’ve been together, you’re scared. you’re scared that if you tell him about your old drug addiction, that he’d be scared of you, that he’d see you differently. you’re scared that if you relapse- will he still see you as his soulmate that he fell in love with ?

months of the guilt, the feeling of lying, you finally sat him down. “hey what’s up? i got coach to let me slide this practice, something wrong baby?”, you sat down next to him on the couch at your apartment. it was like you couldn’t talk. you took a deep breath in, “we need to talk rintarou..”, his eyes widened, his breath became slowly unstable, “a-are we breaking up-?” he asks, his tone panicked, you were quick to say no, “it’s not that- i just have something to tell you- and before i tell you, i want you to know that if you see me as a completely different person because of this- i understand. you can’t control your emotions and thoughts..”

he grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, “what is it?”

“i was on drugs for the longest time before i met you.. but it’s different now! i swear! i-i’ve been clean for 11 months- i’m doing better.”, tears begin to form in your eyes, uh oh, this was your nightmare come true. what was he going to say?? he most definitely sees you as someone different now.

“oh” he says, he turns his head to look in another direction before quickly going to turn to yours, “don’t cry” is all he says, bringing his hands to wipe your tears, “listen y/n, i believe you. you’re getting better and i could tell you are because you have me now, and i’ll be here when you need me- i don’t care about practice, whether i miss it or not, knowing you’re safe is way more important to me. okay? so don’t cry, i’m here. i’ll be here.”, he leans in forward to plant a kiss to your temple.

and he was, he is. always there for you.

KUROO TETSUROU

you lay on top of your boyfriend, turning to look at the clock next to you, ‘3:38 A.M’ it reads. kuroo grabs your hands, kissing your knuckles, “geez we stay up real late” he says, chuckling more softly than he normally does. you let out a small laugh too, your head rests above his chests, your body’s intertwined with each others’. you point your head up, looking at your boyfriend, seeing him smile and kiss your forehead, “i love you” you whisper.

“tell me something i don’t know” he says, grinning smugly. “oh c’mon tetsu, you pretty much know everything don’t you?” you ask, smiling up at him, wiggling your eyebrows as you tease him. “fine then.. what’s something i don’t know?” he brings your other hand to kiss your knuckles. your heart starts to ache, your mind only filling flashbacks with memories of you during your darkest times, without tetsu. its time, time you told him.

“hey tetsu?” it goes quiet for a minute, then he lets out a small “hmm”

“could i tell you something?”

“anything”

“something you don’t know”

“that’s impossible” he says, looking down at you, grinning, but this time, you don’t grin back- “oh.. what is it” his smile fades fast, his tone turns serious.

it’s time you told him- told someone at least. “i used to be on drugs. before i met you.” you say, quickly.

he looks down to your face, one brow quirks up- and the moment only makes you more scared than you already are. “what about now?” he asks, his eyes stare deep into your soul, as if he’s trying to take it out to see if you’re lying or not. “not anymore, i’ve been clean for months, ‘m sorry for not telling you.. i know these things are usually stuff you say or tell your significant other..” you felt like crying, you didn’t know why- maybe it was just the constant amount of fear tugging at you, but everything, it went away when you felt tetsu run his fingers through your hair, “y’know i love you? and i intend to always love you, through anything, and everything. no matter what you’re going through, i’ll love you. and i’ll love you right now like how i always have.”

that’s right, there’s no need to be scared, to feel alone, frightened, caged in- because, you’ll always have him.

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janetbrown711 · 1 year

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Just A Little Sting...

Mei and MK find a scorpion while cleaning Wukong's house on Flower Fruit Mountain

tw for arachnophobia and major character death

Ao3 Link

Cleaning Wukong’s house on Flower Fruit Mountain was a task MK’s mentor delighted in giving him– to the point where training sessions often just turned into “MK’s Cleaning Service” (as if he didn’t clean enough at Pigsy’s Noodles). Still, he didn’t complain (much) because he knew if he squinted there was usually a lesson about fighting in there somewhere, and he knew better than to complain.

So when MK hit Mei up out of the blue about wanting her to join for a training session, she had a feeling this one was going to turn into one of those. She had nothing better to do on a Tuesday afternoon and so accepted and headed on her merry way.

“Ugh, is it just me or is the heat even worse than normal this time of year?” MK groaned and fanned himself.

“I don’t feel a thing,” Mei stuck her hand out and traced the car-created breeze with her hand.

“I forget you’re technically cold-blooded sometimes,” MK scoffed and tried to drive faster, but alas he was already at the cart’s maximum speed.

Mei snorted. “I think it’s more a ‘samadhi fire’ thing than a ‘dragon family thing.’” MK laughed, turning a corner before finally arriving at the waterfall. The pair hopped out and MK parted the water with his staff before the two of them headed in.

“MK! There’s my favorite student,” Sun Wukong greeted them from his home with a big grin, which MK returned until he noticed the golden cloud right beside his mentor.

“You’re seriously dipping out?” MK crossed his arms. “I thought we were gonna all hang out and clean together this time– c’mon Monkey King, it would be fun!”

Wukong fluffed his hair cheerfully. “Sorry kid, I have a centennial celebration in heaven to attend to, and we wouldn’t want those celestial spirits to have a completely boring and normal party now would we? Besides, I totally trust you with my place– so long as you swear not to break the wall with that Flaming Fist of Fury, right?” He gave Mei and MK a look at that and the two laughed it off.

“Alright, alright, just don’t have too much fun,” MK laughed and moved Wukong’s arm off his head.

“Knew I could count on you bud,” Wukong winked. “Besides, you got Dragon Girl with you, and she’s certainly company enough.”

“Yeah, but you better not be lying again,” Mei gave Wukong a glare she could tell spooked him a bit.

“Geez kid, I promise,” Wukong assured with a nervous smile and Mei snorted.

“Kidding! Gosh, you’re a lot easier to make nervous than you’d think,” Mei laughed so hard she rested her hands on her thighs.

“Yeah yeah, I’m not lying, you kids have fun,” Wukong shook it off with a wink, falling back onto his cloud and zooming away.

“Welp– there goes my belief this maybe would have a good lesson in here somewhere,” MK sighed and went inside the hut looking for his cleaning supplies.

“What? You think there’s no opportunity for a lesson on the Power of Friendship? You think I can’t be your mentor?” Mei sighed dramatically. “Oh, MK you’ve wounded me.”

“Mei, you and I both know we mastered the Power of Friendship years ago,” MK teased and handed her a sponge and a bucket.

Mei took it with a smile, “Yeah, you right, you right.”

“Hope you’re ready for some Poor People Chores™ because Wukong has refused to install a running water system so it’s up and down to the river for us,” He grinned.

“MK, how spoiled do you think I am? I’ve had to clean my family’s artifacts with a toothbrush since I was little– a little water bucket going up and downhill a little bit is no biggie,” Mei placed her hands on her hips.

“Rrrrright. We’ll see,” MK said, not doubting his friend’s strength per se, but doubting she understood just how much of a hike all the stairs could be.

…

MK had apparently forgotten the White Horse Dragon was a water dragon.

Mei had summoned her inner dragon to divert a large part of the waterfall to create a semi-lake by Wukong’s home so they didn’t have to do much more than walk out. At first Mei wouldn’t let him as a way to punish him for ever doubting her, but she eventually let him use it because she couldn’t stay mad at him forever.

They got to scrubbing the walls and windows, sweeping and scrubbing the floors, then wiping off what little furniture he had, and reapplied the duct tape holding the previously mentioned punched-through wall together. Mei went to go get more water before she noticed something crawling towards her.

“Ah gross-! Is that a scorpion?” Mei laughed and squatted to examine the little beasty closer.

“S-scorpion? Did you say Scorpion Mei because if you said scorpion then that’s really gross because honestly all arachnids are terrifying if you asked me so if there is one maybe you should just trap and release it and not tell me it’s actually there because they’re so freaking terrifying and I really don’t need that right now– mmmmmmmmmmm’kay?” MK turned away from the bathroom.

Mei laughed. “It’s just a little one, it’s no big deal MK,” She called, and an alarm must’ve gone off in MK’s mind or something because he instantly dropped his broom and grabbed Mei’s arm and dragged her out, slamming the door shut behind them.

“What the heck didja you do that for?” Mei yanked her arm free.

“Sorry Mei, I just– you know the smaller ones are deadlier right? Freaky scorpion stuff– plus… Now that I think about it, it’s kinda weird there's a scorpion here, Flower Fruit Mountain doesn’t have any dangerous pests other than tics and I think that’s mostly because Wukong and the other monkeys like eating them and picking them out of each others fur,” MK scratched his chin in thought.

“Huh. Weird,” Mei agreed. “What’re we gonna do about it though?”

“I dunno, hope it stays in the bathroom and wait for Monkey King to come back?” MK shrugged, which gave him a look from Mei.

“MK, I refuse to let you handle this like how you handle spiders at your place. I’ll take the broom and dustpan and release it outside– it’s not like it’s a mystic scorpion or anything,” Mei sassed.

“Why not? I happen to like that method very much,” MK huffed and crossed his arms dramatically.

Mei stared blankly, picking up the broom and smacking him over the head with it. Mei then went to open the door with a huff, but instead of a scorpion, there was a six foot woman with long, dark black hair in a black and red ensemble that made Mei almost drop the broom.

“No Wukong, hm? Pity, I’ve wanted revenge for centuries now,” The woman smiled almost seductively. “But I think you’ll do just fine,” her eyes glistened and Mei had to force herself to snap out of her trance and bring out her family’s sword.

“Good luck lady, he’s the Monkey Kid and I’m a descendant of the Ao Lie so don’t even–” Mei’s bragging was interrupted by the demoness summoning two tridents and immediately going in for the attack.

“Mei!” MK shouted, summoning his staff and immediately jumping into action.

The demoness only laughed. “I hope you can make this at least interesting, Monkey Kid, or else this battle will be over very, very shortly.”

“S-says you-!” MK tried to sound cool, but she immediately swung her trident and he barely ducked in time.

The demoness laughed darkly, sweeping his leg, but MK was on his feet again quickly. He summoned his staff and was able to properly fight back now. However, despite the two of them having two of the most powerful weapons mankind ever saw, she still was extremely tall and powerful, and for some reason it was just impossible to try to attack from behind.

There was lots of falling and making up for the other’s slippings, then attempts at coordination, and then falling back and catching a breath, and spinning and ducking and frustration as to why they just couldn’t get a hit on this lady, it was driving them insane. The fight went from inside the house to out, to down to the training level of the mountains, to the trees where normal monkeys fled in terror.

“C’mon– you’re just a stupid bathroom scorpion-! Why won’t you just get hurt and die already???” MK groaned at one point before once again trying and failing to whack the back of her head.

The demoness laughed before looking up at the sky.

“Looks like we’ve got company,” She said with a sparkle before none other than Sun Wukong showed up again and took the staff from MK’s hands and started fighting her instead of him.

“Ah, Xie Zi Jing, I knew Zhu Bajie couldn’t have really finished you off for good. Hate to break it to you but there’s no reincarnation of golden cicada for you to munch on here so you best be on your way now,” He said, kicking her with enough force to back her away a few feet.

“I’m not interested in immortality, Sun Wukong, I’m far more interested in you and–” The demoness glanced at Mei for a split second before smiling at MK, “–and your little student too.”

Wukong growled. “Leave now, or else I’ll send for Star Lord Mao in mere seconds.”

The demoness laughed, leaping to attack Wukong, who grumbled and continued to fight until something bright and fast hit him, causing him to fumble back and mutter to himself.

“Monkey king! Are you okay?!” MK immediately ran to his teacher’s side.

“Stupid fucking scoprion tail– why can’t she be more like her sister?” Wukong muttered to himself, blinking and holding his forehead. “I’m fine bud– don’t turn your back–!”

“Right– yes!” MK took the staff back and got into the fight again. However, The demoness was still interested in fighting Wukong, and now the main goal was not to hurt her but to keep her from attacking Wukong while he was down and ignore the fact that whatever she did was powerful enough to stun Sun Wukong the motherfucking Monkey King– hahahaha–

Wukong was able to pluck a hair to at least have a weapon, but Mei and Mk still had to do a lot of blocking for him, until the four of them found themselves nearing the edge of the mountain.

“MK–!” Mei pointed it out in hopes that he’d understand making her fall off would probably be a good solution hopefully–? maybe–? Look, it’s what they had.

MK caught this and nodded at her, and the pair slowly focused their efforts on getting her closer and closer to the cliff’s edge and away from Wukong, whom she was no longer focused on attacking (red flag, but they didn’t focus on that).

However, right when they were just close enough to tip her over the edge and MK was going in for the kick, the demoness looked Mei dead in the eyes, flashing them to a pitch black. In the blink of an eye, she grabbed MK’s leg and tossed him over the ledge. Just as Mei was about to scream in terror, she saw it– A bright flash of light so strong and powerful and then–

An intense burning sensation filled her entire body, as she collapsed to the ground twitching, her vision going almost completely white, and an ear piercing ring consuming all other senses.

A sonic boom passed her by as Mei heard the soaring of Wukong’s cloud no doubt, and then she heard– something like crunching? Mei couldn’t see– she could barely hear– she couldn’t make sense of anything. Her heart was pounding, she was twitching, she couldn’t breathe– lord what was that weapon???

She heard the demoness shriek, more crunching, and then far off booming sounds. Humorous banter between Wukong and MK, clashing, booming, and– holy fuck it felt like her inside were being liquified and all she could do was lay down in the grass.

Alone.

A horrible chill crawled up her spine. Her body jerked and shook in motions she couldn’t control if she wanted to, she was feeling the absolute worst migraine of her life, she was sore and bleeding in several places from the battle, she was so, so alone– she was–

Soft chirping and sounds of distressed monkeys in the distance came to Mei's attention before one of them touched her and she realized they were surrounding her.

Not alone.

Burning filled her lungs, just as hot but different than the samadhi fire. She wanted to cough, but laying flat on the ground didn’t put her in a prime position to do that–

A soft weight sat on her chest now. She placed a trembling hand to try and figure out what it was–

Ah, a normal monkey– must be a baby too.

Not alone…

She stroked it with a shaky hand, soft chirping replacing the ringing in her ears, much to her relief. She tried to copy the sound, but it made the migraine feel about a million times worse and Mei was suddenly filled with a desire to just crack her own skull open to relieve the pressure.

More crashing, a sudden and very loud crow of a rooster, and a shriek, but Mei only paid attention to the little chirps of the monkey on her chest and tried to copy it despite actively feeling the poison spread throughout her body.

“MEI!!!!” A familiar voice and hand gripped her own.

Mei’s eyes shot wide open despite the fact she knew it wouldn’t improve her vision in the slightest, which was almost pure white by now. She could still make out a familiar shadow falling to his knees by her side while the little monkey jumped off and away.

“M-MK, I-I can barely see you– I–I’ve been alone, ‘cept for the lil guy– I-it fucking hurts, MK– take me home, I wanna go home,” She said, unsure of where to look.

“Mei– oh my god– you’re gonna be okay, okay? I-it’s just a scorpion sting, Wukong and Zhu Bajie survived it– I remember the stories, s-so you’re gonna be just perfect, alright? Just breathe, it’s totally calm and cool now,” MK squeezed her hand as it twitched.

“I-i’m not like them, I-i’m not like you, I-i can’t– I can’t–” Mei was losing her breath which didn’t make sense, she was just lying down– the burning sensation filled her lungs more than before and with MK’s help she sat up quickly (facing a nightmare combo of whiplash and vertigo) and coughed more than she ever had her entire life. She continued like this and it got no better when MK wrapped her in his arms.

“It’s okay Mei, I-i got you– sorry for falling off that cliff– If I’d thought to turn into a bird then Wukong wouldn’t’ve had to save me and he could’ve stopped that weapon a-and then– I-if I had just looked back– why didn’t I look back???” MK squeezed her tighter just as the coughing stopped.

Why didn’t he look back?

Mei didn’t know what the answer was but either way she couldn’t blame him– he was MK, always either in the moment or somewhere else entirely and this time it just happened to be the moment.

“MK, I-it’s–”

“W-what am I even saying? S-sorry, Mei, it’s just– you’re gonna be okay, okay? Wukong will be here, I’m sure there’s gotta be something he can do, right?” MK’s hand touched her forehead a brief moment, causing a shocking pain to flood Mei’s entire body as she let out an involuntary yelp of pain.

“Ack–! Mei, i’m sosososossosososo sorry– I-i don’t know what I’m doing– I-i just– stay with me, okay?!” MK pleaded with her.

Mei wanted to say “it’s okay” but knew that would be met with protestation, and so just squeezed his hand.

“G-god I feel like the Fire of Samadhi right now,” Mei tried to joke, but the intense throbbing in her brain made it hard to laugh.

“W-well that’s because you are the Fire of Samadhi– you cannot and will not ever burn out, ever, no matter what happens– we didn’t even finish cleaning Wukong’s house, Mei, we gotta finish cleaning his house,” MK sniffled and hugged her closer, which made her start to cry too.

The numb sensation was crawling down her chest to her stomach to her legs now– she could barely feel a thing anymore except hot, flaring, unending pain.

“M-mk…” her voice was a lot more hoarse all of the sudden. She forced her hand upward, and MK took it and put it against his face. Mei smiled a little.

“T-tell Piggy I’ll miss him, mkay?”

MK put the hand down and away. “N-no, you’re gonna be okay– there’s no need for promises– don’t make me promise, please,” MK pleaded.

“A-and Tang– tell him and Piggy I’ll pay the tab, put it on ye olde card,” Mei managed a pathetic chuckle that turned into a cough she desperately tried to bury.

“M-mei I’m not doing any of that– you can do it, w-we can get home soon– where the hell is Monkey King?!” MK spoke that last part away from her.

“Pet Mo, get ‘em right under his chin, he likes it right there and only I really do it right,” Mei’s voice was becoming a painful whisper. “A-and if you can’t sleep, promise me you’ll g-go to Sandy's, okay? D-don’t–”

“N-no, Mei, you can’t just tell me what to do! I-i can’t let this happen– this can’t happen, I-i–” MK’s tears finally got the best of him, and he just held her close and started to just weep.

Mei was slipping though– she could feel a tugging, a whisper–

A dragon’s voice…

“M-MK please… I-i can’t… i’m not…”

She couldn’t help but feel alone in his arms.

“MK, please,” She grabbed his shirt and pulled on it. MK snapped out of his sobbing with a loud sniffle and wiping of his face. If Mei could see it, she bet she would be weeping like that too…

“I-i’m so sorry Mei– I keep making this about me– I-i– I promise– I’ll do everything right, I’ll keep the sword safe, I-i’ll pet Mo a-and help Tang and Pigsy, a-and– god, please don’t leave Mei,” He ducked his head into her shoulder.

“I-i don’t wanna… b-but…” her body jerked again as the burning sensation reached her feet and was just getting worse and worse, and MK set her down on the ground and held her hand.

“R-right, y-yeah,” she could practically hear MK cursing himself out in his head.

“Tell m-mom and dad I'm sorry– b-but the sword’s okay, right? Ha… some guardian,” She smiled weakly.

MK just squeezed her hand tighter.

Her eyes were feeling especially heavy now.

“Mei…”

She could hear the voice now clear as day.

“I love you, MK, y-you’re the best pseudo-brother a girl could ask for,” She squeezed his hand clear as day.

“I-i love you too, Mei,” MK assured with a little laugh that despite everything made Mei smile. “A-and I’m so, so sorry, I just– I know I shouldn’t b-but.. I wish– I– I know you know, and I just–” MK sighed. “I wish we could have another movie night.”

“I’ll miss ‘em,” Mei replied sadly.

“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too, MK.”

“Mei…”

“I-i’ll–” Mei gave a weak cough– “I’ll put in a good word with ol’ gramps for you.”

MK laughed. “I-i’ll make sure Wukong beats the Ten king’s asses if they’re mean to you.”

“Thanks,” She smiled pathetically.

“Mei…”

She could see Ao Lie clear as day now, as well as two emissaries of–

Yes, the emissaries of death.

Suddenly Mei was very terrified. She went to squeeze MK’s hand but–

“M-mei? H-hey Mei– j-just cough if you need something– c-can’t sleep now, w-we gotta– y-you gotta–”

“No…” Mei whispered, sitting up. She turned around and saw–

Her.

Dead.

MK let out an ear piercing cry, picking up Mei and rocking her body in his arms, and Mei immediately leapt to hug him, but fell right through.

“Mei Long, your time has come.” One of the emissaries– an ox-headed one– spoke.

“M-my time–?” Mei blinked away tears that were rapidly forming in her eyes. “Y-you mean this was–”

“–Destiny? Yes,” The horse-headed emissary spoke.

“N-no-! I need to be with MK and the rest of my family! You can’t do this–!” Mei stumbled to her feet and away from them.

“My child, you have served your family well, and it’s time for you to rest with your ancestors,” Ao Lie spoke to her, but she closed her eyes and tried to ignore him.

“No! I won’t! I-i can’t just– I was lying— I can’t go, I wanna stay, please,” She begged her great, great, great (etc.) grandfather, but the dragon just closed his eyes.

“I am afraid you don’t have a choice in the matter. Come along,” He said sadly.

The emissaries went to grab her but she ducked away.

“Bud, I-i’m–”

Mei looked over her shoulder and saw Wukong had finally returned.

“No! Stay away!”

“Kid–”

“I said stay away!”

Even Mei tensed at that– it was unheard of for MK to snap at Wukong, it just–

“C-can I stay for at least a little while..? Just to make sure he goes home okay,” Mei knelt on the grass, watching as MK hugged her body closer and Wukong dropped his staff and sat on the grass too.

“It is not the–”

“Let her be, she will go when the time is right,” Ao Lie interrupted the ox-headed emissary and shifted into his human form to sit next to Mei.

They sat in silence, watching as MK slowly looked at Wukong and accepted his teacher’s comfort, allowing him to hug him while he still held her body in his arms.

“...I miss him, you know?” Ao Lie broke the silence between them. “He was a very loyal friend, a hard worker too.”

Mei sniffled and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. “Sounds like MK.”

Ao Lie chuckled a little. “It appears so.”

Mei wanted to pick up the grass, but it all just slipped through her fingers, so instead she drew her knees close to her chest.

“I-i already miss him too…” she croaked softly.

Her ancestor placed a hand on her back. “I wish I could say that gets easier…”

Mei couldn’t stop fighting her tears anymore, bursting into sobs. As she began to cry, she felt Ao Lie attempt a side hug, but instead she leapt into his arms and buried her head in his shoulder, clearly startling him.

“I’m so sorry, Little one, but this is out of our hands,” He said.

Mei cried more.

It wasn’t fair– she didn’t even finish cleaning Wukong’s house, and it was probably even more of a wreck now because of the battle and she had felt so alone and she just–

She was supposed to act as Guardian for her family and friends.

She pulled herself away from her grandfather and saw that MK had stood now with Wukong’s assistance, and several of the wild monkeys by their sides chirping sadly. She too stood up instinctively, walking over to MK and wishing, begging she could hug him or something, but her hand just fazed right through.

And so she stood there, watching as the two of them made it back up the mountain to Wukong’s place and Mei was left behind in the grass and dirt by the edge of the mountain.

“Sun Wukong will care for him well,” Ao Lie placed a hand on her shoulder.

“A-and the others will too, I know,” Mei said, not looking away. Her ancestor nodded.

“H-he’ll… he’ll be okay,” Mei said to herself.

“He will be okay,” Ao Lie smiled fondly at her.

“Right,” Mei nodded slowly.

A moment of silence passed, except for the distant warm summer breeze.

“...We can go now,” she said now that MK and Wukong were long gone.

“As you wish,” Ao Lie offered his hand and she took it as he alerted the emissaries who all guided her to the afterlife.

“MK will be alright.”

#lego monkie kid #lmk #mei dragon #lmk mk #my fics #angst #major character death #tw arachnophobia #tw scorpions #tw death #jttw #nobody kills Mei in their fics so i decided I needed to take one for the team and kill her myself #fdjaksfd I've had this idea for weeks y'all have no clue---#might write more death soon tbh so look forward to that

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༉‧₊˚ A Rainy Day with Raindrop Cake

Synopsis: You and Raindrop Cake planned to spend the day together, but on the day of, it started raining and forced the two of you to spend time indoors… Not that either of you mind, though. Notes: 1.5k+ words; can be seen as platonic or romantic; gender-neutral Master Attendant; self-indulgent

It was a rainy afternoon as you rushed back into the restaurant that doubled as your home. Not only your home, but it housed many other Food Souls as well, all busying themselves with duties around the restaurant. At least, that’s how it was normally. Today the restaurant was closed and all because you decided to take an off day. Of course, there were others still keeping the place nice and tidy, but the rest seemed to be off running other errands.

Though it just seemed like another rainy day, today was a special one. After drying your hair and getting a change of clothes, you knocked on the door to Raindrop Cake’s room.

“Raindrop!” you call. “I’m home! May I come in?” Hearing the faint sounds of movement inside, you take a step back as Raindrop Cake opens the door for you. “Oh, you’re… you’re back.” You nod with a smile, “Of course.” You’d promised to spend a whole day with him today; despite his reluctance, he just couldn’t deny you.

After a moment's hesitation, he lets you in and you close the door as you enter.

“So,” you start, sitting on his bed. “What shall we do today?” Your hair was still a little wet from the rain, and Raindrop Cake took notice of it. “I thought maybe we could go see the sakura trees today, but it started raining and it didn’t show any signs of stopping. They’re really pretty though and I haven’t had the chance to stop and take a walk, so if you’re up for it I was thinking that maybe we could go another day. Oh! I also got a new recipe from one of our regulars at the restaurant, it’s a new savoury dish we could try out. I might need to ask someone to pick up some new ingredients for me though…”

You continued to ramble about potential indoor activities the two of you could do before Raindrop Cake intervenes, a question on his lips. “When you say you just got back, Master Attendant, did you… did you come straight to me?” His question made you tilt your head a bit. “Sort of,” you answer. “I dried off a little before changing clothes. I didn’t want to barge in your room soaking wet.” You laugh a little, Raindrop Cake’s expression quieting you almost right away. “Raindrop? What’s with the long face? Oh- geez, I didn’t come at a bad time, did I?” Your worrying was enough to make Raindrop Cake quick to get on the defensive. “N-no no, nothing like that, Master. I just…” He trails off, looking down. “I just… I don't understand.”

“Don’t understand what?” You push, patiently waiting for him to continue.

“Why have you decided to waste your time on me?”

You frown, “I wanted to hang out with you, silly!” He keeps quiet, giving you the impression to say more. “You’re in your room alone often, and I’ve been wanting to get you out, or at least interact with me or the other Food Souls.”

From the moment you summoned Raindrop Cake, you’ve known him to not be the most confident. He’s always been on the more ‘sensitive’ side, but not in a bad way. No, it was never in a bad way.

Raindrop Cake still kept his gaze downward, his hands on his lap. “Master Attendant, surely you don’t mean that.” When he sees you look at him, clearly determined to say otherwise, he continues. “There’s other people, other Food Souls to stick around with. Am I even worth being called a Food Soul? There’s better options, why do this?” His tangent made you feel horrible.

“I’m useless,” he finally says. “It’s best if you stay away from me.”

He was just as determined to make you believe him, to think that maybe he was right and that you shouldn’t waste your time hanging out with someone like him. But as much as he pushed, you couldn’t understand how he could say such things about himself.

There was much you didn’t understand about Raindrop Cake, much you probably wouldn’t understand, but there was one thing you could be sure of: whatever happened to Raindrop Cake prior to your summon for him, you would make sure that he wouldn’t stay feeling this way about himself for as long as you are his Master Attendant.

“Raindrop Cake,” you announce, standing up from his bed suddenly as the sternness in your voice shocks him a little. “You are as good of a Food Soul as anyone else.

I may not know what happened to you in the past, but it must’ve been so tough for you. You were, and still are, so strong. You’re still here because you got through it. I can tell you’ve been through so much, but that just makes me believe in how strong of a Food Soul you are. And… and I really care about you, you know? I… care about you as much as I care about anyone. Maybe even more.”

You paused, almost as stunned as Raindrop Cake after giving such a passionate speech. But you wouldn’t let yourself hesitate a second more.

“You might not believe it now, but don’t you think, not even for a second, that you’re not worth a thing. Even if I have to remind you that you’re not worthless every single day, so be it.” You give him a smile that makes Raindrop Cake feel as warm as the sun itself. “You’re amazing just the way you are.”

If you two were debating on Raindrop Cake’s worth, both of you were sure that you’d won. For a while, all you could hear was the sound of rain hitting the glass windows; the speech you gave on the spot was enough to render him speechless.

“Master Attendant…”

Your cheerful smile, the way you cared more for him and others more than you did yourself. It was a demeanour all too familiar to Raindrop Cake. He’s quiet for a moment, taking a pause long enough to make you worry.

“Raindrop?” You hold his hand with a visibly worried expression, “Is there something wrong?”

Raindrop Cake looks at you, a bit surprised to be snapped out of his momentary daze. To your surprise, he breaks into a small smile, “Really, you don’t have to worry about me.”

In his mind, he thinks: you really are just like him. Like his old master attendant. The memory of his old master would often bring him feelings of pain and regret, but after being with you, after being by your side, he’s found it in himself to move forward.

Sunshine streams through the windows of Raindrop Cake’s room, and the sounds of water droplets seem to cease. You let go of Raindrop Cake’s hand and move to go open the windows. Raindrop Cake moves his wheelchair to peek out the window with you. “The rain stopped,” you comment, pointing out the obvious. He nods. You two keep idle at the window for a minute, breathing in the fresh smell of rain.

“Master Attendant?” Raindrop Cake says out of the blue.

“Mm? What is it, Raindrop?” You ask. Raindrop Cake seemed to struggle to get the words out, his face one of mild discomfort. “Now that the rain has stopped… maybe we could see the sakura trees in bloom?” You turn to look at him, busy in your own thoughts for a moment before making up your mind. Shaking your head, you answer, “We don’t have to go out, Raindrop. It’s okay.” You could tell he was trying to force himself but you didn’t let him. “But Master-” Cut off by you putting a finger to his lips, Raindrop Cake found himself being helped out of his wheelchair.

“Ah-! M-Master Attendant?!”

Seating Raindrop Cake onto the bed beside you, you ask if he’s comfortable before leaning back to spoon him. At first, Raindrop Cake tensed in front of you, not quite understanding the situation. But, as you run your hand through his hair as you hold him, a soft sigh escapes his lips. Before he knew it, Raindrop Cake relaxed into your arms, closing his eyes as he felt your hand comb through his dark pink hair.

You treated him so gently and with such warmth… How long has it been since I felt like this? He thinks.

The two of you stayed like this for a while, petrichor and Raindrop Cake’s sweet and familiar scent filling your senses.

As the evening sky slowly darkened the formerly lit room, you could hear the gentle breathing of a sleeping Food Soul in your arms. You turned a little and adjusted your position to see his sleeping face, and you couldn’t help but notice how peaceful he looked; a stark contrast from his usual melancholic expression. Seeing this change, you let yourself ease into the bed, smiling and lying comfortably with Raindrop Cake still in your arms.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

As sunlight streamed into the room once more, Raindrop Cake awoke to a sleeping Master Attendant cuddled up at his side. Startled, he shot up, only to remember about the time he had with you last night. He relaxed, looking back down at your sleeping form. As he did, the Food Soul attempted to recall the events that happened yesterday, and he was kept thinking.

If spending every rainy day with Raindrop Cake is what it’ll take for him to believe you, you were ready to take that chance. He knew that, and in knowing so, he smiled.

“Really, you’re too good to me, Master Attendant.”

#nqt writing #food fantasy #ff raindrop cake #ff master attendant #self indulgent

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