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orbit-star · 4 months

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Out of spite (Evan peters x y/n)

TW:smut,alcohol,vomit,grinding,p in v,aftercare,mention of y/n being cheated on,idk if there's anymore??

"Come on!you're not filming anymore,You don't have any other jobs,You just got cheated on,come to this party!!!" My bsf,Ellie,tried to convince me to go to a party happening like two blocks down.

"Im not in the mood right now.Go away!" I said,muffled because of the pillow I was crying in.

Ellie sighed and grabbed my ankles,pulling me out and bed and making me hit my hard wood floors.

"DAMN?!" I laughed.

"GET UP,AND GET READY!"

"I HAVE AN AMAZING IDEA!"

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We were at the party,standing on the sidewalk.

"So basically,I find some random man and convince him to kiss me so I can made Tristan jealous?" I said,making sure I had everything correct.

"Yes.NOW COME ON!!" Ellie dragged me into the party,almost making me trip up the steps.

Everything sounded muffled,too loud for me to hear correctly?The smell of weed,beer,and sweat filling my nose.As me and Ellie walked threw the crowd of people a obviously drunk woman collapsed on me.

"I n-need togopiss!" She said,slurring her words.

"Please don't do it now!" I said and helped her stand.

"You're very pretty!" She said when she saw me.

Some blonde haired guy came up and grabbed her,this one was sober.He saw me and started apologizing.

"Im so sorry!I told her to go lay down but I guess she came here instead?" He picked the girl up bridal style.

"She's very pretty,right Evan?" The girl said.

"Yes,she's very pretty,now let's get you to the couch." The man,who's name I'm guessing is Evan, took the girl somewhere.

I turn around to look for Ellie,scared cause I lost her. Oh my fucking god...how could she just leave me here?!What kind of friend is she? I completely forgot abt the plan for a sec before I saw Tristan walk in with that bitch he cheated on me with.

I looked around quickly,looking for someone to at least kiss,but not being able to find people who aren't drunk,cheating,or passed out.So had one option...I wanted to scream when I realized.It had to be that Evan guy...

He did say I was pretty?but what if that was to shut that one girl up?fuck it I had to...

On my way towards the drink table,if I'm gonna do this I don't wanna remember it.I get like two cups of random drinks at the table when I go to turn around,instantly bumping into Evan....

"Woah,you alright?" He said as he pointed at my two solo cups.

"Hm?yeah uhm..." I said.I looked behind him and at the drunk girl who's passed out,getting an idea.

"You sure" he said.

"Yeah I just gotta...I gotta-" I ran to the bathroom, my mouth filled with vomite.

"WOAH-" Evan said and helped.

Once we got to a feee bathroom I instantly threw up.Evan pulling my hair back into a ponytail.God why was he the one helping me and not Ellie?Where even is Ellie?!

"That's enough for you,come on." He said and helped me walk to the couch.

The other girls bsf came and took her away while me and Evan were gone.leaving us alone...on the couch...at a party.

"I'm gonna get you some water,stay here." He said.

"Nooooo,I don't wanna be alone?" I tried my best to put up a drink girl act,at least that will make this slightly less embarrassing??

"I will just be over there it's okay?" He said.

"Mmmmm fine." I mumbled and let go of his sweater.

He got up and went to the table.Pouring me a cup of water while he talks to someone at the table.What if I meet him in the future and he remembers this,I'm sure he's sober right now?

He walks back to the couch and hands me the water.

"Drink." He said.

I took a sip of the water then placed the cup on the floor,Evan watching my every move.How do I continue this??What if nothing happens and I just look stupid??

Wait....I have an idea.

Since Evan's staring at me,I decide to stare back.Memorizing every detail abt him.

His dark brown eyes,his shark jawline,his little beauty mark on the tip of his nose,the way he started looking at me when he realized I was staring at him... He looked confused?

"You're realllllly pretty,y'know that?" I mumbled with a smile.

"Thanks,you're pretty too?" He said.for a 2nd time.

He did the same thing I did to him,eyeing my features then netting my eyes.How can I get closer? I was thinking how I could get closer to him when Ellie FINALLY showed up.making me scoot closer to Evan till our arms were touching.(it's a rlly small couch 😭)

"HEYYYY?!Whos that?" She said.

"That's Evan"

"He's reallllly hot!" I whispered to her.

Ellie laughed,finally realizing that I was going through with our plan.

"Okay well uh,Daniel is probably looking for me so uhm...I'm gonna leave yall!" Ellie said then went to go look for this Daniel dude.

"You think I'm hot?" Evan said.

I turned around quickly,just now did I realize how close we were.

"Huh?" I said.

"I heard you.And I think you're pretty hot too.." he said.

All the noise around us stopped.everything stopped.

I look at Evan's eyes and see them shift slightly down as he licked his lips.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked.

"Not anymore..." I said,looking at his lips,I wasn't supposed to actually fall in love,but now I am?

"Good." Was all he said before smashing his lips onto mine.I kissed back,the kiss quickly turning desperate as I moved to sit on his lap.

"You're not really drunk are you?" He whispered mid kiss.

"No.." I sighed.

"Good." He said and connected our lips again.He swiped his tongue on my bottom lip asking for entry,that I allowed.With his tongue roaming my mouth and his hands on my waist,I start to rock my hips on his lap.

"Mmmm.." he moaned lightly into my mouth,his hands moving my hips with more force.

"Fuck.." he moved his head into the crook of my neck.continuing to help me grind on him.

"No- not here.." he abruptly said.

He picked me up and started walking somewhere.

The way he was holding me gave me access to his neck and I instantly attached my lips to it.making him almost fall.He took us to his car,setting me in the passenger seat and him in the driver.

He started driving away from the party,speeding to wherever we were going.

I took advantage of this time and placed my hand on his boner.making his breath stutter and his eyes twitch.he looked down for a second and then at me,then back at the road.

We hit a stop light so I started palming him through his pants.

"Mhmmm..." he said and closed his eyes.

He opened his mouth in a silent moan until I stopped,letting him know the light is green.

It was like that the entire way to wherever we were going.Every red light I would palm him and then stop at the green lights.

Once we reach the area I see that it's a house.He viscously picked me up and carried me inside,not Evan making it to the living room before I was pinned against the wall with his lips glued to mine.

He was breathing heavily on the way to the couch. Throwing me in the couch before he took his sweater off.climbing on top of me and grinding into the space between my legs.

"Uhh.." he moaned.He buried his face into the crook of my neck and started leaving light kisses on them. He shortly reached his hands down to pull my shorts down.rubbing the fabric over my heat,making me throw my head back against the arm of his couch.I bucked my hips into his hands.

"You sound so beautiful damn.." he whispered in a heavy breath.

I could only moan at his words.

I reached my hands down to unbutton his pants.they only made it to his ankles by the time his thumb was under the waistband of my panties.

My mind was foggy.Was this really happening?Does Ellie know?What time is it?What if that girl is his girlfriend?!Is this wrong..?

My thoughts were cut off when I felt his fingers enter me.Pushing so far up and curling.

"F-fuck oh shit!" I moaned.Mh hands soon found his hair when he pushed his fingers back in and started a rhythm.

He must've known I was close cause he suddenly stopped?!

"No!why did you stop?" I said.

He didn't say anything,he just kissed me roughly. His hands going down to his boxers and pulling them down.Stroking his length before pushing inside me.

We both moaned at the same time.He almost collapsed on top of me,being squeezed so perfectly it almost made him come right then and there.

"Mmmnmm.." he whined in my ear.

I started moving my hips motioning him to start moving.

He retracted his hips before slamming into me.

He kept his head in the crook of my neck,and thank god cause now I can hear his moans in my ear.

He retraced his hips again and started a thrusting rhythm.breathing heavily and grunting in my ear.

"You- fuck- you feel so damn good- oh my fucking god!" He moaned into my ear.

"Faster- please faster.." I breathed.

He didn't need to be told twice,instantly pushing into me inhumanly fast.

"OH FUCK!" He moaned and gripped my waist will his nail marks were left behind.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as my hands went to his hair.his soft hair..

"Fuck I'm so- I'm so c-close..." he moaned and brought his hand down to rub circles on my clit.

"FUCK THATS IT- MMMMMMN!" I moaned and gripped his hair tighter as my orgasm came.

He moaned roughly at how I tightened around him before I felt something warm start to fill me.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" He moaned and started kissing my neck.

He pulled out,panting and helped me up,bringing me to the bathroom for a shower.

Afterwards,he sat me down on his bed and put something on the tv across from his bed.

"Im gonna order us some food,you alright with that?" He asked.

"Yeah.." I smiled.

I got my phone out of the jscket I was wearing earlier and looked through my messages.

"10 messages from 'Ellie Spaghetti' "

"GIRL WHAT HAPLENED??"

"I SAW HKM GAKE TIJ OUT OF HERE SIF HE DO ANYTBING TO TOU?"

"STAY SAFE...KN MULTIPLE WAYS..."

"TRISTÁN WAS TALKING TK ONE OF EVANS FRIENDS WHEN EVANS FRIEND STARTED LAUGHING GIRL I THINK HE SAW YOU 💀"

#evan peters #smut #party #ahs coven

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handelplayssims · 8 months

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Autumn has woken up angry. And pissed! And filled with acne. Welp. We evidently can simply manage that. Onto the next lifestyle review. Purchased a cheer mat and set it up. Even when raging out, she’s gotta still be on the grind. Belle Brandt dropped by, wanting to be Freddie’s best friend. Sorry but nah. Anyway, time to do the productive thing when randomly angry as Autumn is. Run on the treadmill!

Both Autumn and Freddie are tense at the moment. Freddie from Belle just dropping in and immediately wanting to be besties, despite our online interactions being eh at best, and Autumn has a headache. Yoga for Freddie and Autumn...is just working out. Ahp, now she’s sore. And needs a shower so shower time. Freddie got his bro hug and also venting to Gavin. With it, he’s finally feeling better after awhile. Same with Autumn after purchasing a pool floatie and just vibing ontop of the water. Now it’s just a waiting game for Prom! And at 7PM it’s time! Let’s go!

Time to fullfill goals of dancing, voting for royality, eating- wait, WHERE IS MY BOYFRIEND!? Sidney let’s invite you over. And my votes for Prom King and Prom Jester won. Somehow. (Sidney and Pierce Delgato) Only got a bronze reward. This one’s difficult to get goals finished. Only so little time for it, it seems, it being 7 to 11PM. Also, she gained a crush on Anton Leone. A vampire teen. WHILE DATING SOMEONE ELSE! Oh boy. Let us do the dangerous prom thing. Invite a boy to our home and wooho- -ahem- mess around all night!

Neighborhood Watch!

Alex Harper in the Harper household has started a job as a Chief in the Detective career.

Strangerville: The Eclectic Arts household recently moved out.

Farewell! I shall miss you lot! You were fun the one time I played ya.

Autumn’s angry. Again. Let’s get some breakfast and then punch a punching bag. And Freddie is sad. Again. Because still hurt by what Autumn said. And now Ian Pearson wants to be besties. Eh, sorry. Freddie’s whim is to admire possessions, aka purchase something new. I tried some clutter for his bed but it didn’t quite work out that way. Hmm. Problem with ultra-furnished house!

Ah! I made a lifestyle review because that’s what’s usually wanted as a task as a Simfluencer but instead, the task today is to promote at a venue. Well, she’s angry so let’s go to a Gym. Annnd I completely forgot it’s New Skill day. Only got it when Autumn went to the gym and got a mark off for her entrepreneur skill boost. Unfortunately, outside of just taking a picture, not really going to do much here. Already got my workout in sooo, eh. Maybe a yoga class.

Right, 3PM now. Two hours until party! Autumn could invite a teen over to hang out and befriend during the party for her aspiration. ...hmm...now why would Anton be sleeping at this time? (He’s a vampire, of course but does Autumn know? Who knows?) PARTY TIME! ...of course the first goal is listen to tunes. Dancing is one thing we can do. Actually making sims listen to music is another. Ah well. Let’s work on flirting then. Welp, we’re already at gold already for this party. Let’s just party! ...also I had the sudden realization that the sim Autumn is trying to befriend, Manami Fujiwara, is an evil sim. We need 10 Sim friends so that won’t matter! ...she even gained a crush on her. My god. Both Freddie and Autumn’s charisma grew by leaps and bounds! Autumn’s up to 7 and Freddie, 8! I knew parties were a boost but my goodness! Anyway, we’re partied out so bed!

Neighborhood Watch

Seema Acharya in the Acharya household has died. Seema thought she could conquer a mountain, but the mountain conqured her.

NOOOOO! I liked her! I played as her! Maaaaaaaaaaaan.

Brindleton Bay: The Cormier household moved out.

Forgotten Hollow: The Assaoui household recently moved in.

#sims 4 #blogging #bougie duo #autumn ziggler #freddie hatton

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milfgyuu · 3 years

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Babe Watch [M]

Pairing: Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) x Fem!Reader

Collab: 90′s Love check out the Master List here!

Tags: 7.9k words, 90s!AU, Baywatch!AU, fluff, humor, semi-friends to lovers, smut. Including beach bum!Yuta & Johnny, BFF! Mark, & Lifeguard!Jaehyun.

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content 18+. Protected sex (mxf), kissing, teasing, marking, oral (m/f), a little body worship, Haechan is a big simp, language, drinking (beer) on the beach.

Summary:You and Haechan both have big plans this summer. You’re going to earn yourself a spot on the infamous Baywatch team and Haechan’s deadset on getting the girl. It just so happens that both your plans intersect quite nicely.

“This is going to be the greatest summer of our lives, Markie.”

The older boy ignores him, straw hat covering his eyes whilst he lays flat out in the sand, arms crossed over his chest. Mark is here strictly for Johnny’s free beer and sleeping in the sun because that’s his idea of the perfect summer on the beach.

Haechan however had plans. Big plans.

Which also meant Mark had plans whether he liked it or not.

Haechan stretched out his legs, adjusting the sunglasses perched just above the splotch of white sunscreen on his nose and below his matching hat. The beer in his hand was almost empty but as his eyes focused on something down by the water, the bottle fell out of his grip, thudding against the sand before tipping over and spilling all over Mark’s chest.

He sat up with a shout. “What the hell, dude?!”

Haechan acted like he didn’t even hear him so Mark followed the line of sight from his friend’s point of view and groaned. “I’m gonna marry her,” Haechan giggled, the dumbest lovesick grin on his face as he stared at you from a safe distance.

“You have to talk to her before you can marry her,” Johnny quips, passing both Mark and Haechan another cold bottle.

Mark laughs, hard, and Haechan rolls his eyes, still eyeing you playing around near the water with your friends. “Hasn’t he told you his grand master plan to get her to fall in love with him?”

Johnny quirks his brow curiously and Mark continues after a long sip. “He wants to try out for the Baywatch,” He snorts and Johnny’s eyes widen in surprise, “They’re taking on new trainees and he overheard y/n is going for it. Anybody who doesn’t get cut, gets the job.”

Haechan sighs dreamily until Johnny bumps his shoulder. “Dude,” Johnny laughs, dragging Haechan’s eyes away from you, “Can you even swim?”

“Of course I can swim!” He shouts, ducking his head the moment Johnny swats for the back of it. “Listen, the plan is full proof,” He begins to explain confidently, “We’re going to be trainees together and she’s going to be super impressed with my skills and then she’ll want to talk to me and then she’ll realize how funny I am and then we’ll go on a date and she’ll fall in love with me. BOOM. Married.”

Haechan thought his plan was full proof but while he was turned away from you the one thing that could possibly throw the entire thing out the window had showed up.

Johnny and Mark both suck air through their teeth, watching over their friend’s shoulder.

Johnny lifts his sunglasses, pushing them into his hair. “I think you forgot about one thing.”

Mark lifts a hand, pointing over Haechan’s shoulder in your direction and he turns slowly, horror swiftly replacing the bold confidence that had filled him mere seconds ago.

Jeong Jaehyun. The legend. A Baywatch Prodigy.

And he’s talking to you.

And you’re smiling back.

And doing that little hair twirling thing girls do when they’re talking to someone they’re interested in or attracted to.

“Nooooo!~” Haechan nearly face-plants in the sand. “Maybe he’s just telling them to like, I don’t know, be careful. That’s his job right!? He’s just doing his-”

Jaehyun reaches out and brushes his hand against your arm as he laughs and you don’t seem to mind it one bit. Haechan wants to scream. He wants a tidal wave to suck Jaehyun up and take him out to sea, far from you.

“Got your work cut out for you, little buddy,” Johnny slaps him on the back with a laugh.

Haechan only whimpers in (mostly) emotional pain.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Mark complains, securing his swim shorts as he and Haechan stretch before the physical assessment.

Upon arrival at today’s tryouts, Haechan had been less than thrilled to find out that not only was Jaehyun present but he would be the one running the whole damn show. The initial assessment would be physical. Running, lifting, swimming. All things he could handle. Both he and Mark were relatively fit.

“Dude, you owe me and I literally never ask you for anything!” Haechan rolls his eyes but Mark scoffs loudly.

“You ask me for shit all the time!” Mark counters, kicking sand in Haechan’s direction.

The scuffle catches your attention and you snicker to yourself. You stretch your arms above your head and the commotion ceases almost immediately. It’s tempting to look over again but you’ve got bigger things to focus on.

You’ve been dreaming of landing a spot on the Baywatch team since you were a kid. It wasn’t just a summer hobby for you. The whole goal was to earn a permanent position and live out the dream, working on one of the most beautiful beaches you’d ever seen.

Cute bickering boys would have to wait.

Suddenly, someone calls your name and you turn to find Jaehyun striding toward you looking like something straight out of a movie. As if in slow motion, he shakes his head, flinging water droplets through the air before he runs his hand through his hair, slicking it backwards. Even the water rolling down his tanned, chiseled torso seems to be moving in slow motion and you swallow hard.

That is also something you do not have time for.

“Hey,” Jaehyun smiles at you kindly, “I’m glad to see you made it out today. Are you ready for the first test?”

“Shit!” Mark whispers as he grabs Haechan by the back of his swim trunks, just narrowly catching him before he face-plants in the sand again and exposes his backside in the process. “You idiot! I’m not saving you next time!”

“Why is he talking to her again?!” Haechan whines petulantly, watching you and Jaehyun converse about god knows what. All he knows is Jaehyun looks like a supermodel and you won’t stop smiling at him.

“Well, she’s hot,” Mark answers candidly, though Haechan gives him a flat look, not actually wanting his opinion, and Mark ignores him. “He’s also, like, really friendly and everyone likes him from what I hear.”

So he’s nice and attractive? Cool. Great. Wonderful. Fantastic.

“Did he save the world in a past life or what?” Haechan grumbles under his breath, dragging his eyes away from you and his now mortal enemy.

Jaehyun reaches out a hand to touch your arm but suddenly pulls it back with an embarrassed chuckle. “Sorry,” He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly, “My friends always say I’m too uh...comfortable with new people sometimes. I don’t mean to, like, be in your...uh...personal space, ya know?”

He’s genuinely shy now and you can’t help but giggle into your hand. “My cousin was right about you,” You tell him and he perks up. “He said you look like a heartbreaker but on the inside…” You lean forward to whisper in secret, “Nothing but marshmallows.”

Jaehyun snorts, eyes scrunching up into cute little crescents. “I’m going to kick Doyoung’s ass for that,” He harmlessly threatens, “Keep my secret ok? People think I’m cool.”

You offer him tiny thumbs up and he grins, walking over to check on the other trainees before starting the assessments. You’re relieved to know Doyoung was right when he introduced you to Jaehyun a few weeks back to answer your rapid fire questions about being on the Baywatch team. He was very friendly and answered every little niggling question you had floating about in your brain and seemed genuinely happy to do so.

He really loved his job and maybe that’s why he’s the best. He just cares about people. He’s also in ridiculously good shape, so that’s probably is a plus.

Haechan and Mark head over to the line up, ending up third and fourth out of seven and conveniently, you’re number five. Haechan tries not to squirm as he stands next to you and you try to pretend you don’t notice but he’s so awkward about it that it’s hard not to smile.

“Are you nervous?”

Haechan’s eyes widen and he whips his head in your direction. “Pardon?”

You laugh quietly, trying not to interrupt Jaehyun’s spiel that he’s probably practiced in the mirror a thousand times. “I asked if you were nervous,” You peer over at him and he sucks in a breath too quickly, choking and sputtering on his own spit.

Oh, god. He’s so cute.

Everyone stares at Haechan and you grimace awkwardly, patting him on the back, “Don’t worry! He’s fine!” You wave them off and Mark chokes on a laugh at his friend’s expense.

You grab his hand and drag him toward the huge lifeguard tower and Haechan just follows along, trying not to trip over his own two feet and make it worse. Letting go of his hand, you dig around in your bag for your water bottle and immediately hand it over to him but he’s frozen, still wheezing and sputtering, but completely immobile.

“Oh boy,” You huff out, “Haechan, right?”

His eyes grow to full saucers and he rasps out, “You know my name?!”

Haha ha...shit. That’s right. He hasn’t actually introduced himself yet.

“Uhh...yeah,” you rack your brains for an excuse, “I overheard your friend call you that earlier.”

“Oh,” Haechan whispered, clearing his throat to no avail.

You pass him the bottle again and this time, he takes it...and then just stares at it for a minute. “It’s water! Not poison! It’s going to be our turn soon. Drink, please.”

Haechan does as he’s told and nearly drowns himself but he holds in any further irritation to please you. He hands the bottle back over and you look at him, waiting for him to swallow the huge mouthful he’s just holding in his cheeks.

He’s the cutest idiot you’ve ever laid your eyes on.

“Haechan,” You urged him, eyes widening in an effort for him to get the hint.

He finally swallows it all down with a painful gulp and pants with the effort of holding his breath for so long. There’s a moment of silence where you both just stare at each other for far too long but Haechan ends it with a slight whisper.

“Donghyuck,” He says and you scrunch your eyebrows curiously. “My real name is Donghyuck but everyone calls me Haechan…”

“Donghyuck,” You repeat the name and his eyes light up when you smile. “I like it.”

Baywatch tryouts are brutal.

The physical assessment was a close call if he was being honest. The only thing that got him through the damn course was the fact that he was more or less chasing after you considering you were in the top two for the entire thing. Watching your backside and running at the same time had almost cost him a mouth full of sand on more than one occasion.

By the end of week one, he was exhausted but every time he caught Jaehyun so much as glancing in your direction he tripled his efforts. He’d never swam so much in his life and he was starting to think perhaps Mark’s plans of sleeping and drinking the summer away weren’t such a bad plan at all.

That wouldn’t get him the girl though.

“Beer,” Mark flops down in a cheap folding chair next to Johnny, his shades falling sloppily over his eyes as he holds out a hand, “Stat.”

Johnny laughs, popping the lid off another bottle and passing it over. “You guys haven’t quit yet?”

Haechan pouts, dropping heavily onto the blanket and throwing himself onto his back. “I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna last. I’m not built for this shi-”

A shadow suddenly blocks out the sun and Haechan peeks his eyes open, scrambling up onto his elbows as stares at you in awe. Maybe he’s just a pervert but this angle, looking up at you from below….it was glorious.

You smiled down at his dopey face, “Hey, Hyuck.”

Mark and Johnny look at each other slyly. It’s been a week and you already gave him a new nickname. Perhaps things were going better than Haechan thought. The poor boy is a wreck though, trying and failing not to stare at you and Johnny’s worried he might say something stupid like, ‘step on me’, so he intervenes.

“You’re y/n, right? Trying out for the watch with Markie and Haechan? I’m Johnny.”

You turn your gaze on the long legged man, smiling in greeting before reaching your hand out politely, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Would you like to hang out with us?” Johnny asks, glancing over to Mark who nods along with a smile and Haechan who is counting backwards from one hundred in his head. “We’ve got beer and there’s plenty of room on the blanket with Channie.”

Your eyes meet Haechan’s and he grins like an excited puppy, sitting up and scooting over to make room for you. Looking over your shoulder, you can see your friends chatting with some random muscle head guys you have zero interest in entertaining and turn back around with a smile, “Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks!”

You sit on Haechan’s opposite side so you’re not right in the middle of the group and Mark digs in the cooler between him and Johnny and hands two beers to Haechan. He tips one in your direction and you nod so he opens them both and passes one over to you, blushing like a middle-schooler with a crush when you thank him.

“So,” Johnny interrupts, pulling your eyes away from Haechan to give him a moment to recover, “Tryouts end next week I hear?”

“Yeah, Jae said that they’re selecting the trainees on Friday,” You answer, taking another sip.

“So, do you like...know Jaehyun or?” Mark questions carefully and you laugh a little.

“My cousin Doyoung introduced us a few weeks back when I told him about trying out,” You tell them and Haechan visibly wilts before your eyes. You laugh again and Haechan peers over at you with curiosity clear in his features. “He’s nice and very helpful but I don’t really know him that well outside of training.”

Haechan moves to open his mouth but you beat him to it. Looking up at Johnny who seems to have packed everything you ask, “Do you have any sunscreen?”

Johnny, eternally golden and beautiful, seems to take a minute to remember what sunscreen actually is and then nods, grabbing the bottle out of his bag and handing it over. Haechan is surprised when you tap his shoulder with your free hand. “Your cheeks are starting to burn. Do you mind?”

He audibly gulps and shakes his head which makes you smile. You gently push his fluffy hair away from his face and take care to rub the sunscreen gently into his skin until all traces of the white lotion disappear. Mark and Johnny share a snicker when you pull away and Haechan refuses to move or even open his eyes.

“Is he always like this?” You giggle and Haechan’s eyes shoot open.

“Pliant? Obedient?” Mark asks while Johnny offers, “Quiet?” as another suggestion.

“Cute,” You chuckle under your breath.

Haechan’s dopey smile returns.

Three weeks later, you’re well on your way to achieving your dream of joining the legendary Baywatch team.

You, Haechan, Mark, and two other candidates made it past selection day and were named official Baywatch trainees. You were typically on shifts with Haechan and Mark which was great because they were fun to work with. The two of them constantly bickered like an old married couple but they were funny and you enjoyed being around them. So much so that you began spending time with them and their friends outside of work.

You were seated between the two of them, sharing a couple ice cream cones and listening to the radio when Johnny came over with someone you recognized only because he practically lived at the beach. The long bleached white hair was easy to recognize, even with the large straw hat, and black sunglasses hiding most of his face.

Yuta Nakamota. Local beach bum. Volleyball god.

“Hey, guys,” Johnny greets the three of you with a little wave, “Yuta’s getting teams together for a match. Any of you wanna play?”

Yuta pointedly makes googly eyes in Mark’s direction who stands with a huff, “Fine, I’m in.”

“You guys any good?” You smirk, a little challenge in your eyes that Yuta picks up with ease.

“The best you’ve ever seen, baby.”He grins confidently, “Unless you want to show us a few tricks?”

Haechan looks at you and you cock your head to the side, “Sure, we’re in.”

Yuta’s eyes drift over you a little slower than Haechan would like but when he glares at the older man, he just laughs and Haechan realizes he just answered the question Yuta was asking non-verbally. “You must be the girl Channie won’t shut up about,” He chuckles, wiggling his fingers in a teasing hello.

“Really? Good to know,” You turn over your shoulder and wink at Haechan. It does something awful to his heart rate. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Pleasure,” Yuta smirks, thrusting a hand out to help you up. You take it, but grab Haechan’s hand and pull him up with you.

The boy’s cheeks are so red it makes you giggle in adoration.

So, as it turns out, you’re super competitive.

And Haechan sucks at volleyball.

Yuta actually puts you on separate teams, much to his dismay, but he at least gets to look at you head-on which he can’t really complain about. He is however going to drown both Yuta and Johnny in the ocean for inviting the one person Haechan was hoping to not see for at least twenty-four hours.

Jaehyun is amazing at volleyball because of course he is. Why not?

Haechan tries his best to keep up but he’s got more sand in his swim shorts than a five-year-old building a sandcastle. His team isn’t bad with Yuta, the master, and Johnny who’s pretty decent at blocking but you and Jaehyun are a formidable pair.

To literally anyone, you probably look like the perfect couple.

You laugh and smile with Jaehyun throughout the match, playing off each other’s moves with perfect synchronization. Haechan almost throws up when you spike the ball and Johnny misses, causing you to jump for joy, straight into Jaehyun’s arms.

It’s like slow motion as he clutches you to his naked chest, swinging you in the circle and you raise both hands up in victory, the prettiest, brightest smile on your face. It’s the reason why he’s still so distracted that the next ball that Mark sends his way slams straight into his face and he goes down like a sack of potatoes.

The game comes to a screeching halt and everyone hovers over Haechan’s prone body but you shove your way through the thick of them, landing on your knees next to his chest. “Donghyuck?” Your voice comes out too softly and he doesn’t budge.

“Hyuck! Are you ok?” You repeat a little louder, sliding an arm under his head, prompting him to sit up somewhat against your chest for support.

His vision is a little hazy and there’s already a deep red and purple bruise forming over the bridge of his nose. The only thing he really registers is your pretty voice and the soft cushioning under the side of his head. He leans further into it, absorbing the warmth and comfort it offers.

There’s laughter around him but he can’t quite understand why. Not until he turns his face toward that softness and comes face to well...chest with the girl of his dreams. He pulls back suddenly, looking up at your face but you’re chuckling along with the rest of them. “Come on, you’re gonna need some ice for that.”

You hold out your hand and Haechan looks at it tentatively before taking it and letting you tug him up off your feet with a little help from Mark who looks like he feels terrible but not that terrible for hitting his friend. You keep his hand in your own, walking him back over to the spot you’d all taken up refuge on earlier, instructing Haechan to sit down on the blanket.

He watches quietly as you plop yourself down in front of him. Your smile is almost shy this time and he cocks his head curiously. You’re never shy around him. You’re bold and beautiful and funny and confident. He wonders why the sudden change of pace.

You reach into your bag and pull out a spare t-shirt before dipping your hand in Johnny’s cooler to steal some ice. Once satisfied you twist the material tightly to keep the ice inside and gently press it against Haechan’s nose. He winces slightly and your hand instinctively darts out to rest on his knee.

“You’re like really, really good at volleyball,” Haechan mumbles, the makeshift ice pack over his nose making his voice a little funny.

You smile at him with a bit more confidence, once he’s more familiar with. “Thanks. I played four years in school. It’s nice that there’s other people to play it with out here.”

Haechan’s lips fold into a small frown. “Yeah, like Jaehyun...he’s pretty great too,” he sighs a little sadly and you can’t help the little lift in the corner of your lips. “He’s pretty great at like...everything.”

You nod your head along slowly thinking of Jaehyun, who has definitely earned his place in your life...as your friend. Your very talented, handsome, dorky, social butterfly friend who has spent the better half of every shift you’ve trained with him talking about the girl who lives next door that he’s hopelessly in love with yet too afraid to talk to.

“He is a great guy,” You finally agreed, a small smile displayed on your lips.

Haechan is quiet for a moment before he almost whispers, “Do you like him?”

“I do like him. He’s a very good friend.”

“But like...do you want to be more than friends with him?”

His tone is still so slight, so glum as if he’s already accepted defeat.

Your grin grows wider as you pull the ice away and he looks up at you with those big beautiful eyes. “No.”

He cocks his head to the other side, lips parted as if he might protest. Perhaps he will.

“No?” He repeats and you shake your head for clarification. “How could you not? The guy is perfect!? He’s tall, handsome, talented, nice, funny, talented-”

“You said that already,” You smirk and he huffs in exasperation. “Do you have a crush on him?”

Haechan purses his lips. “If I was into dudes...yeah, I probably would. It makes no sense that you don’t.”

“Can I make it make sense for you?” You smile patiently and he sighs long and heavy.

“Yes, I suppo-”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence. Not that he wants to. Not when you’ve leaned in and captured his lips with your own, both hands winding into his hair. He can feel you smiling into the kiss just before you pull away and he’s left speechless.

“Does that clear things up?”

Haechan has got stars in his eyes and he can barely focus on your face. He nods, then shakes his head, then nods again and you laugh at his dazed confusion. You lean in and kiss him again, still sweet like the strawberry ice cream he’d had earlier. “I like you Donghyuck. You don’t need to compete with anyone for my attention.”

Haechan’s nodding again and he feels more confident in doing so...even if his vision is still a little spotty and his nose aches like hell every time you accidentally bump against it while kissing him. He doesn’t care about any of that. You like him.

He leans forward to kiss you again but he sways on the spot and you steady him by both shoulders, concern swiftly taking over any light hearted confessions. He blinks a few times and you call his name but he laughs in an odd way.

“I think I might have a concussion.”

You stroke your thumb over the side of his cheek with a gentle smile, “Yeah, you should probably take it easy. Do you wanna come hang out at my place for a bit?”

“...your place?” He mumbles, eyes a little unfocused.

You grasp his face in both hands, peering into his eyes with concern,”Or the hospital?”

Haechan sits up further, waving off your concern, “No, no- your place is good.”

Thankfully, Johnny was nice enough to risk losing his parking space so close to sunset by giving you both a ride in his jeep. The thing had no roof or doors but it seemed safe enough and saved you both a decent walk. The house you shared with your cousin wasn’t exactly far but perhaps too far for Haechan at the present moment.

The little beach cottage was tiny and the furniture was perhaps a decade or two out of style but it was comfortable and neither of you had to pay a lick of rent so there wasn’t much to complain about. Plus, it was close enough to the beach and that was where you spent all your time anyway.

You kicked off your shoes at the door and dug the spare key out from beneath the little wilted plant near the welcome mat. Pushing through the door, you realized Haechan was still standing on the porch. You laughed to yourself, reaching out to tug at the hem of his t-shirt and pull him over the threshold.

He watches quietly as you walk around to the refrigerator and grab a small neon sticky note off the door. You smile to yourself, sticking it on the counter before looking up at him. “Doyoung is out for the night. We always leave each other notes when we go somewhere.”

“So you live here with your cousin?” Haechan asks, trying hard to remain casual.

You reach into the fridge and grab two cokes, passing one over to Haechan whilst cracking open your own. “Yeah, our grandparents bought it as a vacation home way back. Doie and I used to beg them to let us live here when we were old enough,” you chuckle at the memory and it warms Haechan’s heart. “Doyoung is three years older so he got to move in first of course and I came right after graduation a year later.”

“What’s he like?” Haechan asks curiously. In the last few weeks, he’s spent nearly every single day with you and never once has he met the beloved cousin.

“Doie’s been working a summer internship so he’s always working or studying,” You laugh, swinging around the counter to stand next to him. The proximity heats his skin in the best kind of way. “I’m actually surprised he’s taking a break and staying out tonight. Might even drag him out to the shore tomorrow when he gets back if he’s still in a good mood.”

Silence falls between you but it’s not exactly uncomfortable. It’s a little tense but not in a bad way, just in that you’re both waiting for the other to make the first move. Oddly enough, you both turn to each other at the same time, mouths open and speaking at once. You both laugh and the tension dissipates a bit.

“I was thinking maybe we can order a pizza and watch a movie on the couch? Auntie Kim got us a new VCR for Christmas last year.”

Haechan grins. “Yeah, that sounds good to me.”

Butterflies dance in your belly whenever he looks at you with that little smile and you spin on your heel bashfully, pointing toward your bedroom. “I’m uhh, gonna go shower really quick and get changed. I’ll grab some clothes for you to borrow and you can jump in after me if you want?”

His brain glitches momentarily. “Yes, yeah. Sure. That would be great.”

“Okay, there’s a menu for the pizza place on the fridge and the phone is over there by the window. I like Hawaiian. Order whatever you want.” You snicker to yourself when he just nods slowly and dip into your bedroom, leaving Haechan with eyes wide as saucers standing in the kitchen.

An hour later, you’re both on the couch in the living room digging into a box of pizza while MTV plays on in the background. You couldn’t care less what’s on the tv though, not when Haechan has you clutching your belly in hysterics between each bite. He’s still a bit of a stuttering mess but he grows more and more confident as you listen to him, laughing at every other word from his mouth.

“...we were in the third grade,” He huffs out a short laugh, “Mark and I were on opposing teams in dodgeball and he stole my dessert at lunch so naturally, I nailed him right in the face. He hit the ground and I got in so much trouble. The coach called my mom and I got grounded for two weeks.”

“So, today was just, long awaited revenge?” You nearly choke on a piece of pineapple and he chuckles at the look on your face.

“He’s been biding his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to get me back. Knocking me flat on my ass in front of the girl I like was a little cold though,” He sucks air through his teeth, shaking his head, “Even for Mark.”

You clean your fingers off with a napkin before tucking your legs up under you and shifting on the couch closer to him. With your elbow on the back of the couch, you prop your chin on your hand and smile. “Perhaps it was, but it worked out just fine in the end.”

Haechan runs his tongue over his teeth playfully and the motion does not go unnoticed by you. “Can I tell you a secret?”

“Will it implicate me on criminal charges?”

“I would never,” He grins at your joke before shifting around to mimic your position on the couch. “The only reason I even tried out for Baywatch was just so I could meet you.”

“I know,” You smile back and Haechan’s face drops. He leans back and says “What?” in the flattest tone you’ve ever heard from him. It simply makes you laugh.

“You and Mark are so loud when you argue,” You explain and he tilts his head in realization. “You know, when we had our first assessment and you asked me how I knew your name?”

“Yeah, you said you overheard Mark,” He says without missing a beat but you shake your head.

“I lied,” You smile and Haechan’s mouth pops open. “I was having lunch with Jaehyun in the cafe back when Doie introduced us. He was answering all my questions about the job when he noticed me watching out the window behind him. You were playing frisbee with your friends and Jaehyun gave me your name, said something about you being friends with his buddy Yuta. You were so cute and your laugh- I just….you were very distracting.”

Haechan’s whole world stops spinning when he absorbs what you just said. You noticed him. And Jaehyun, of all people, was the one who gave you his name. It felt like an enemies to lovers trope coming full circle because the next time he sees Jaehyun, he’s walking straight up to him and kissing him. On the lips.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He suddenly spits out and then pauses. He sounded like a middle-schooler asking you to the eighth grade dance. “I mean like, do you wanna date...me?”

You let your hand fall upon his forearm and scratch your nails lightly against his skin. “Hyuck,” You whisper, a playful smile on your lips, “I would love to be your girlfriend.”

His smile is blinding and with the glow of the tv illuminating the side of his face in the dark room, you hadn’t thought he could be anymore beautiful but you always thought the same when his pretty golden skin was glittering under the sun.

“Can I kiss you?”

His voice is so soft, so sweet, that your eyes flutter shut at the sound. He boldly reaches a hand up to your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek tenderly. When your eyes open again, he’s still waiting patiently, tracing over the bridge of your nose, the slope of each individual eyelash. A smile overtakes your lips as you lean into him.

“Yes,” You breathe, lips almost touching his and he keens from the temptation, “You can kiss me anytime you want. You don’t have to ask anymore, okay?”

Haechan nods slowly, entirely entranced by your voice and the fact that his lips hover mere centimeters from yours. When you push closer, he sighs in relief, but you don’t kiss him just yet and he doesn’t dare move. You press your lips against his cheek and his lids drop. You kiss his jaw and his hand moves to your thigh, still tucked against the couch cushions. When you kiss his lips he loses all sense of control.

One second you’re teasing him with light touches and soft kisses and the next he has you pinned on your back, wicked lips attached to your throat in a way that makes your whole body shudder with excitement. His kisses are hot, wet, and leave a trail from your jaw to your collar bones hidden beneath your loose t-shirt that he’s accidentally stretched the collar of in his haste to reveal more skin for marking.

“Hyuck,” You whimper beneath him, hands roaming over his back. “Try not to leave too many marks,” You giggle when his teeth nip below your ear in protest. “I work in nothing but a swimsuit, I can’t be covered in hickies.”

Haechan pulls back with a pout and you cup both of his cheeks adoringly. How can he be so cute when he’s spent the past few minutes worshiping your skin, hard as a rock against your thigh? Everything he says and does sucks you in like a vortex.

His eyes light up with an idea and he smiles down at you. “I’ll just have to leave them in places they can be hidden then.”

The rush of arousal is almost dizzying as you register his proposal. “There’s not a whole lot it actually hides.”

“Baby,” Haechan tests lightly and you hum, approving the pet name, “With all due respect, I’ve studied every inch of you in that red suit and I can do a lot with a little.”

He looks smug for all of three seconds until you cock one eyebrow up at him and he stutters, “That’s n-not what I was referring to!”

Your grin is wicked when he sighs, realizing you’re just teasing him. “Wanna skip the movie and go to my room?”

Haechan can only nod, several times more than necessary. Yes, he wants to go to your room. He’s still trying to work out whether this is a dream or not. Maybe the ball hit him harder than he thought and he’s half unconscious making kissy faces in the ER while you and all his friends laugh at him.

You grab his hand and easily tug him off the couch, giggling at the dazed expression he’s yet to lose the entire time he’s been here. He follows you obediently until you’re standing in front of the bed. One, two, three kisses later Haechan shakes his head, realigning his thoughts in order to speak.

He suddenly drags Doyoung’s shirt over his head and tosses it to the floor, “How do you feel about oral?”

The question throws you off and you stutter unexpectedly. “Oh...I don’t mind giv-”

Your words are cut off with a shriek of surprise when you topple backwards on your small mattress and Haechan’s standing over you with a smirk that’s never really been directed at you before. You like it. “That’s not what I meant.”

His hands find purchase on your hips, toying with the waistband of your shorts and you stare up at him in shock. He nods slowly, mouthing the answer he hopes you agree with. “Yeah?”

You nod in response and he doesn’t waste another second before hooking his fingers in and pulling your shorts and underwear off in one swift movement, tossing them on your dresser without looking.

His eyes are glued to you. The holy grail. His reason for living and breathing, if he was feeling dramatic.

Like a man witnessing a life altering miracle he drops to both knees almost painfully and crawls closer, hands immediately gripping your thighs and pulling you to the edge of the bed. There’s no warning whatsoever when he dives between your thighs and worships your core much in the same way he had done to your throat earlier.

You can hear him sigh and moan against you as he devours you completely, pushing you quickly over the edge with the way he closes his pretty lips around you and sucks hard. His dazed laughter is barely audible as you cry out in bliss, vision blurring with the shock of an unexpected orgasm.

His smile is that of a Cheshire cat, lids heavy and seductive. The boy who stutters every time he speaks to you, eyes wide in wonder, takes a back seat to this version of Haechan and it’s another side to him that makes you want him more than anything you’ve ever wanted in life.

“That was…” Again your words are stolen from your very breath as his eyes drop to your core once more. Biting into his bottom lip, you watch him take two fingers and glide them through the wetness of your folds and bring them to his lips.

His eyes roll back as he tastes you once more, cleaning his fingers completely with that wicked wandering tongue. His hum of appreciation is what gets you.

He’s too busy savoring the last remnants of you that he misses you peeling off your shirt, no bra beneath. Not until your fingers are slipping into the cotton shorts slung around his hips and pushing them to the ground. His eyes widen and drop to your hand around his cock, stroking slowly.

“May I?” You ask, voice sticky sweet as you peer up at him beneath your lashes.

His head drops back for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of you touching him before he looks back down at you. “Please feel free to do anything..and I mean anything that you want with me.”

You grin, pushing him back just far enough to slip down into a crouch in front of him using the side of the bed as support. The sight of you looking up at him, looking like the very definition of sin with his cock in your ever attentive hand, it nearly takes him out but he’d be damned if he passed out and got sent to the hospital the first time you offer to blow him.

He actually whines when you press a kiss to the head of his cock and you look up at him in surprise. He meets your eyes but his expression does not change, he’s too far gone, melted into a little puddle in the palm of your hand and you love him for it.

“You’re just full of surprises,” You mumble, lips teasing over his soft skin.

He huffs out a laugh that feels more like a full body shudder when you finally wrap your lips around him, enveloping him in your hot mouth. His hand falls to the top of your hair and instead of grabbing or pulling like you might have expected, he just keeps it from falling in your face as gently as he can.

Another surprise, how long he can hold out.

You know he’s been close, more than once, but he won’t give and you realize he’s waiting. You blowing him is more like sweet torture because Haechan’s got this unspoken vow to not come for whatever reason. You pull off him with a pop and raise up on shaky legs, sitting back on the bed.

“Are you edging yourself on purpose?” You cock your head to the side and his own lolls forward, muscles loose.

He scrunches his eyes hard before opening them. “I don’t want it to be over.”

That makes you laugh. “I feel like you have no idea how cute you actually are.”

His lips quirk up into a little smirk as he crawls over you. “I feel like you have no idea how much power you have over me.”

“It looks to me like you’re the one on top right now,” You counter, a matching smirk painted on your pretty lips.

Haechan shrugs his shoulders, “I like to switch it up. Keep it interesting.”

You can most definitely work with that.

Haechan wants to lean in and kiss you but you wiggle to the side and dig around in the drawer of your side table. When you procure a condom, his confusion clears up. He takes the gold packet from between your fingers and sits up on his knees, tearing the condom open with his teeth.

Thank god he did it right this time. When Johnny had taught him a few years back, he ripped eight condoms consecutively before he could get it right. He would absolutely die right this second if he did that again. Especially in front of you.

“Neat party trick,” You giggle and he returns the laugh as he rolls the condom over his length.

“Thanks,” He huffs, “Never actually got to use it in practice.”

It’s hard not to laugh at his comment, especially when he covers you again, tickling your waist and nipping at your throat. When you both calm down again Haechan experimentally drags his cock through your folds and you release an airy breath like music to his ears.

He meets your eyes and you nod giving him permission to push forward. You have to coach yourself to relax because he’s thicker than you thought, even with having him in your mouth earlier. He pulls back a bit, readjusting his angle carefully and slides home. He stills, gently pulling your thigh up and around his hip.

“You feel like a fucking dream,” He groans, face falling in the crook of your neck. He pulls back and thrusts into you smoothly. His lips meet yours in a soft kiss, contradictory to the deep, powerful stroke he employs to break you apart piece by piece. Your face scrunches up, eyes shut tight when he finds your sweet spot.

He quickly notes the change in your breathing, increasing rapidly, and fuck. Your face alone is enough to make him come. His dream girl, looking like there are little stars dancing around the crown of their pretty little head, moaning out his name over and over. You’re on the edge and it’s all because of him.

Haechan knows you’re coming before you even vocalize it, reading the erratic contracting of your body around him and when you still, lips parted, eyes closed, he empties himself into the condom with a long groan. You’re both panting hard and he rolls off of you gently to let you breathe, not trusting his shaking arms to hold him off of you.

“Can I tell you a secret?” You laugh after a moment and Haechan snorts out a yes.

You roll over on your side to look at him with a soft smile. “I have a huge crush on you.”

“Is that so?” He grins, accepting a tired kiss.

“Mhm,” You hum, “You weren’t the only one on ‘Babe Watch’.”

Haechan sits up and throws his arms in the air, as expected. “Holy shit! Mark told you, didn’t he?! I’m going to drown him!”

“So I can land a boyfriend only to have him arrested for murdering his best friend? I think not,” You deadpan and he groans.

You sit up and climb out of bed and there’s a whine of surprise behind you. You turn around to see those big puppy dog eyes again and smile, “Come on. Let’s go clean up.”

Haechan takes your hand and his grip is a little tight. You look down at it and back up, smiling when you ask, “Would you like to stay the night?”

Doyoung’s had the longest fucking night.

The party he got dragged out to sucked. His friends got trashed, Jungwoo needed a babysitter all night, and the girl he met puked on his shoes. The music was shit, the radio had to be replaced not once but twice after the speakers busted, and he had to sleep next to Taeyong the entire night to make sure he didn’t simply pass away in his sleep or wake up in the middle of the night with alcohol poisoning.

He unlocked the front door and saw your shoes there, not noticing the second set that did not belong to him. The house was quiet but it was only nine am so you were probably still asleep. He was starving though so he wandered over to your room to wake you up for food.

Pushing the door open, he’s immediately met with Haechan’s fully nude backside laying flat out in your bed. The scream that erupts from his lips surely must wake the entire neighborhood and poor Haechan rolls right off the bed and hits the floor with a thud. He sits up with a start and stares at the stranger in the doorway.

“Who the fuck are you?!” Doyoung screams.

Haechan froze, barely having half a mind to cover his dick and he forgets his name. Truly he can’t remember a single syllable. Can’t even recall a single letter nor what it may rhyme with. Who the fuck is he? It’s an existential question.

“Doie! Shit- He’s my boyfriend!” You hurriedly exclaim, clutching blankets to your own naked body. You never typically sleep nude but you may or may not have gone another round after the showers and decided to forego clothing all together.

“Boyfriend?!” He shrieks, “Since when do you have a boyfriend?!”

“HAECHAN!”

Both you and Doyoung look down at the naked boy with wide eyes and Haechan wilts under your confused stares. “My name...it’s Haechan,” He explains, slowly and carefully getting to his feet whilst maintaining cover with a carebear he found abandoned on the floor. He holds out a hand to Doyoung and the older man stares at it.”Uhh...It’s actually Donghyuck, Haechan is a nickname so like you can-”

Doyoung steps back and eyes the two of you for a moment before turning his gaze on you alone. “Both of you put some pants on. Let’s go get breakfast.”

With that, he closes the door and Haechan meets your gaze. “Is he going to kill me?”

Your eyes move to linger on the door and you laugh. “No, he’s going to feed you. That means he likes you.”

Relief floods Haechan’s body and he’s bold enough to make a joke. “Bet it was my cute ass.”

“I’VE SEEN BETTER.”

You snort loudly and Haechan’s eyes nearly bug out hearing Doyoung’s voice echo throughout the house. You ruffle his hair and send him an apologetic grin as you whisper, “Sorry, thin walls.”

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azumasoroshi · 2 years

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dude I just watched spiderman no way home and my brain has been rotting so hard from strange saying something along the lines of "all the people who love you, peter...we'll all forget you existed" and peter's like 👁👄👁

maybe I've read too much fanfiction where stark and strange coparent peter but GOD that hit me right in the feels

dude the second I saw andrew garfield I was like OH. oh THATS why all the tick tick boom posts I was reading were talking about him being in no way home

when he saved mj that also hit me in the feels :(( only able to save his loved ones in a different universe, might use that angst for a fic sometime

tobey maguire caught me way off guard though because see I do not remember celebrity names at all unless they've been memed to death so I thought he looked really familiar but I couldn't put my finger on where

and I was thinking about this from the second he showed up like. I know that guy. I swear I know him

but it only hit me AFTER HE GOT STABBED that he was nick in the great gatsby movie which I watched a few weeks ago after reading the book and I was like OHHHHHHHH

dunno why it took me that long but yknow

I didn't understand why everyone was obsessing over doc ock in the trailer because I had no idea who he was and my only context for anything spiderman related is from the avengers peter parker but the second Peter got control of his machinery I was like oh?? and by the end of the bridge scene I was in love I'm sorry guys I fell for doctor tentacles :(

and when he got imprisoned in the wizard dungeon I was like NOOOOO and then he was talking about how he died and I was like NOOOOOOOOO

but then when may was like "regular water or salt" I realized he was gonna get a redemption arc and I was like YESSSSS

and the he appeared next to mark (that's the name of the lightning guy right) and I was like NOOOOOO and then he helped the spidermans and I was like YESSSSS

is this what it's like to have a skrunkly. a blorbo, mayhaps

I think he would make a cool uncle for peter and he will absolutely be the one I watch the most YouTube clips about and I also have a newfound appreciation for the doc ock in into the spiderverse

(also the second I saw mark?'s face after he was first decommissioned I immediately thought of the meme of the lightning guy and barely held back from laughing because I actually thought he was the source of the meme for a second

which he's not. right? if he is I'm gonna feel so stupid)

mmmm what elseeee

wong and strange were great as always and I love their winter outfits, reminded me of how anime characters get summer/winter outfits pff

I deadass forgot that mysterio died...I think? they mentioned that somewhere in the film I think but yeah I thought he was gonna pop up at some point and screw everything over

I thought Ned and MJ were gonna be dating at the end and I was like OOOOOOOOOF but I dont think that was the case lmAO

in conclusion I am a newly recruited doc ock simp, my long-dormant ironstrange heart has been reawakened and I can FINALLY unmute the no way home tag on twitter and tumblr and browse to my heart's content :D

#no way home #spider man: no way home #nwh #spiderman #spiderman: no way home #idk what the best tag to use is oop #soro rambles

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elliebartlets · 4 years

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3.23 Posse Comitatus

Episode:

• CJ in a good mood cracking jokes with the reporters is hard to watch because you know what’s coming.

• Debbieee

• oh wow I completely forgot about Anthony and the big brother program.

• no Simon listen to CJ and don’t go to New York!!!

• “The President walks in with his wife and the President of China.”

Why is the President of China going to this play?

• I love the scene between Sharif and Bartlet in the oval. Especially when Bartlet refuses to shake his hand.

• Debbie showing up high to the interview I cant. This is another scene that makes me die of secondhand embarrassment 😅

• oh god watching CJ and Simon make plans to meet after the show is so horrible!!! Just when they can finally date, they don’t even get the chance to!

• the bird...dragon...whatever it is on the wars of the roses logo reminds me of an angry toothless from how to train your dragon.

• “I’ve been to 441 baseball games at Yankee Stadium. There’s not a single person there who’s ordinary.”

“I know.”

“...You making fun of the Yankees?”

• Simon nooooo!!!!

• look I know the cashier was in shock but he couldn’t have like, directed his eyes in the direction of the other criminal???

• also I really attribute Simon not checking for a second person to being distracted/happy about finally being able to be with CJ

• oh no bro I forgot about Hallelujah

• well shit now I’m crying

• also I am just realizing Simon died surround by roses while they were in New York seeing a play called War of The Roses

• I never understood who called Amy and why they called her to tell Josh that Simon was killed...

• Bartlet to Ritchie: I don’t like you because you’re unengaged and you act like being dumb/not caring is cool

Ritchie to Bartlet: Yeah? Well I don’t like you because you’re a snob and an elitist and a weak liberal.

Yikes. Those two are not the same.

• the last 3 minutes of this episode is one of my favorites scenes, and the song from the play really highlights it for me.

• also when Bartlet was telling Stanley about the the song he likes with the chorus “And victorious in war shall be made glorious in peace” I was like...wait is that the song they play the end?? and it is! I just noticed that!

• oh man ok unpopular opinion time: Posse Comitatus > Two Cathedrals

Podcast:

• live with Aaron Sorkin, Allison Janney and Melissa Fitzgerald

• Aaron said a lot of people, both viewers and people who worked on set, were unhappy that he was killing Mark Harmon. Not Simon Donovan, Mark Harmon.

• “The scene where he gets shot, [...] there were two women on the set I believe, a ballistics tech, which you have to have on set anytime you’re using a firearm. And the person who sets what are called “squibs” into the actor’s costumes. It’s actually a very, very tiny little remotely controlled explosive that, when the gun goes off, a person pushes a button and [makes shooting noises]. And the two women, the ballistics tech and the person who set the squibs make a point of telling me, kind of with hostility in their voice, that they have checked with a doctor and they have set these squibs in places where it would be possible for him to survive these gunshots.”

Lmao

• Sorkin’s reasoning for killing off Simon is that Bartlet had to pay a price for killing Shareef. He couldn’t just kill a guy and have the season end there, so Simon had to die. Interesting.

• Two scenes had to be cut from this episode:

1.) The teaser: Bartlet’s in the bathroom and he cuts himself while shaving. He puts a towel to the cut, puts it down, and the hand towel which has the Seal of the President on it now has some blood on it.

(“What if he pressed it and it said “Let Bartlet be Bartlet” in blood?”)

2.) In this episode, Simon was supposed to not have eaten in 16 hours because he kept getting called away and never got a chance to eat. The first four acts were supposed to continuously show that he was hungry and have that be the reason he goes into the store to buy a candy bar at the end, but it was never set it up that way. Sorkin thinks it was poor storytelling.

• Sorkin wishes he could go back and re do certain scenes because they should’ve happened slower.

“Simon susses out what’s going on, the empty register, the terrified guy, with Simon saying, quietly, “it’s okay. Why don’t you get down behind the counter now?” Have him get down behind the counter and — bam.”

(Also the cashier doesn’t make a gesture to the other person partly because he was terrified, and partly because they didn’t have time to do it right.)

“And then the other thing that we rushed was the shooting of Shareef. It’s nobody’s fault but the clock’s. [...] We should’ve seen Shareef and the guys get off the plane, which we did, then we should’ve seen a mechanic crew get out you know, in coveralls, when all we saw were just guns start to come out. Going back, I wouldn’t have done the night vision thing. I don’t think that gets you anywhere. You have to look really fast to see one of the guys take the pen out of Shareef’s pocket. I would have made a bigger deal out of that.”

I saw the pen thing right away and I like that it wasn’t a big deal.

• Patriotic Chorus, the song at the end of the play and the song Bartlet was trying to remember with Stanley, was written by Stephen Oliver, John Oliver’s uncle.

• “People frequently pay for Bartlet wielding the power that was thrust upon him constitutionally. Mrs. Landingham, Josh, that’s why Bartlet at the end of season — I’m sorry to get off of Posse Comitatus — but the end of season two in “Two Cathedrals” has had it with God.”

• The audience didn’t know Allison Janney was going to be a guest.

• omg Allison said she walked by a street musician playing “Hallelujah” and a vendor selling alpaca stuffed animals on her way to the theatre 😂

• Oh my god she has the best laugh!!!

• Mark Harmon was a good kisser, according to Allison.

• Aww Mark was very sad he had to leave and tried to think of anyway to convince Aaron that he shouldn’t have to die. They also had to cheer him up a bit before he left.

“Better him than me.” Allison! 😂

• The guy that bumped into CJ in Times Square wasn’t scripted. Allison thinks Alex Graves told him to hit her. It pissed her off and she wasn’t expecting it, so she started crying.

• Aaron would always root for Allison to screw up her if lines were on the last page because she would have the best reactions.

“I’d be all “arrrghhhh.”

“And then you would say, “Aaron, is there any chance the word is actually pronounced that way?”

• Aaron doesn’t know if Bartlet did the right thing or the wrong thing by ordering the assassination of Shareef. But everyone involved try to do the right thing.

• Hrishi said the shot of Bartlet and Leo facing opposite each other (after Bartlet tells Leo “take him”) reminded him of Janus the two faced god.

“I looked up what are the two faces of Janus and what does that mean and it’s supposed to signify the beginning and end of conflict. And so I thought it was this brilliant thing where you’re tying it into the “victorious in war, glorious in peace” and all that, so...it’s very impressive.”

“Boy, I mean, we were doing a lot in that episode, but we should have done that.”

Lol Hrishi overanalyzed.

• Lily Tomlin got on the show by writing a letter to Aaron saying she was a fan and she wanted on it.

• Mary Louise Parker got on the show by leaving a message to the production office saying “This is Mary Louise Parker, I think Josh Lyman needs to get laid and I’m the one to do it.”

Damn! 😂 that’s so ballsy

• Theres a line Debbie says to Charlie “Whatever happened to the Swingle Swingers?” Apparently they are a real band and have been around for 55 years (58 now since this podcast was 3 years ago). Josh reached out to them and they left Aaron a message:

How great is the a cappella version of the theme song!

• This was probably one of my favorite episode and podcast to watch/listen to. I love doing these!

#posse comitatus #the west wing #allison janney #aaron sorkin #the west wing weekly #tww #tww weekly #rewatching tww #cant wait for 20 hours in america #theres also a special episode with martin sheen before that !!

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Just as Dean puts down the towel and watches Cas do the same thing a group of kids come runnign by as they storm towards the sea. From where he’s standing, he can see Jack looking at them hopefully, clearly wanting to join them with their games even though he doesn’t even know these kids.

“You wanna go play, kiddo?” he asks the seven-year-old. Jack looks up at his father, nodding in excitement. Next to them, Cas chuckles before diving into his backpack.

“You know what to do first, right?” the former archangel asks teasingly, holding up the bottle of sunscreen. Jack groans in annoyance.

“Nooooo!” he complains, sagging his shoulders and throwing his head back. It’s the thing he hates the most about going to the beach. Dean laughs along with his husband, putting his hands onto Jacks small shoulders.

“You know the rules, sport.”

“You first!” Jack points at Cas, glaring at the infernal bottle of sunscreen. The man frowns for a short second before bursting into laughter.

“I can work with that,” he admits. He lifts up his shirt, throwing it to the side and holding out the bottle in Jack’s direction. “You want to do the back?”

“Yes!” Jack takes the bottle and runs behind his father, squirting a ridiculously large amount of sunscreen into his hands. As it touches Cas’ skin, the man lets out a surprised gasp.

Dean watches in amusement, sitting down and seeing that the white doesn’t spread out as evenly as Jack had hoped, leaving Cas’ back ghostly pale. When Jack’s small hands move to Cas’ shoulder, he stops when he gets to the symbol. The form of it like a scar underneath his fingers. Dean knows the feel well enough thanks to the identical mark on his own left shoulder. Without realizing it, he touches it as well, always finding a comfort into it.

“What’s this, papa?” Jack asks. Cas’ eyes find Dean’s immediately. They knew the kid would eventually start asking questions about it.

“It’s some sort of treasure map,” he answers. He turns to take Jack’s hands and clean them off with a towel he takes out of the bag. His back is still white, but Dean’ll fix that later. For now they have this little detail to deal with.

“Really?” Jack’s eyes widen. Dean smiles as he reaches out for his son, pulling him closer until he’s seated on his lap. Jack leans back against him, putting his head onto his shoulder. “You like treasure maps?”

“Your dad used to follow treasure maps as a job,” Cas tells him fondly. He starts spreading out more sunscreen over his own arms and chest.

“You did?” Jack turns to look at him with wide eyes. Dean chuckles, kissing the boy’s forehead before pulling him into a strong hug.

“Yeah. But this particular treasure map lead me to the greatest treasure ever.” Dean then blinks in Cas’ direction before correcting himself. “The two greatest treasures ever.”

“What was that? Is it at home somewhere? Is it the TV?”

Cas laughs it out loud, and Dean has to hold himself back as well.

“I’m holding it right now,” he clarifies. Jack frowns, looking down at himself before pointing towards his own chest. When Dean nods, his eyes widen.

“What?” he asks in surprise.

“You know what, we’ll tell you the entire thing tonight before you go to bed, okay?” It’s Cas who says this, clearly sensing a nice bedtime story in this opportunity. Jack looks excited, grinning from ear to ear before nodding.

“Daddy’s got the symbol, too, right?” he then asks, pulling up Dean’s left sleeve onto his shoulder, revealing the same brand on the skin as well. With wide eyes he takes it in, passing his finger over it. Dean is so distracted with his son studying it so closely that he’s barely aware of Cas pulling up the camera.

“Give me a nice pose,” Cas says, pulling Dean out of his train of thought. Dean grins, flexing up his arm so as to accentuate his muscles. Quickly, Jack does the same, pouting a bit with his lips as he attempts to make a kissy-face. Dean decides to do the same.

Once the picture is taken Jack seems to be distracted enough. He pulls his shirt over his head, takes the bottle of sunscreen from the ground and pushes it into Cas’ hands.

“I wanna go swim! Hurry!”

Cas rolls his eyes, putting a normal amount of sunscreen into his hand and spreading it over his son’s face, arms, legs, chest and back. Just when Jack is about to run away to the shore, he pulls him back.

“Wait, I forgot your neck!” Jack groans, but eventually he’s freed from his father’s hands. With a squeal he runs to the ocean, leaving his two parents seated on the sand. Dean chuckles, rolling his eyes before shuffling closer to Cas.

“You ready to spill it all out tonight?” he asks teasingly. He gestures for Cas to turn so he can spread out the sunscreen on his back some more. Turning it into a massage at the same time might just be his way of spoiling his husband. Gently, he kisses him on the back of the neck.

“I’m not sure,” Cas returns. “He knows we aren’t his real parents but I don’t know how he’ll react to the actual truth...”

“He’ll be fine,” Dean assures him. He pulls on Cas’ shoulder, making him lean back until he’s resting against his chest. Pulling his face up by the chin, he carefully kisses his lips. Cas grins, letting out a laughing snort and making Dean pull back.

“Sorry, I’m just reminded of how much of a treasure I am to you,” he teases. Dean rolls his eyes.

“Shut up, asshole,” Dean mutters back pressing their lips together once more.

“Oh no, you’re never hearing the end of that one,” Cas returns in between kisses. He raises his hand, passing it through Dean’s hair and holding on to him. Meanwhile, Jack is joining the other kids into the water, laughing excitedly as he runs towards a wave before trying to escape it as well.

It’s going to be a good day.

Background is from a picture I took in Chalkidiki when I was at the beach.

Pose reference from HERE

From the City of Enochia Verse

#destiel #deancas #jack kline #dean winchester #sunken grace #myart #supernatural #fanart #supernatural fanart #destiel fanfiction

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youremyonlyhope · 5 years

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The Door

What door?

Once again. Too enthralled in Arya’s story. Didn’t write anything for a while. Literally at the beginning of the play I was like ‘Hmmm... a boar... that rings a bell.” then the actress playing Cersei came out and I felt DUMB. ...IS THAT RICHARD E. GRANT? Bran’s in Stonehenge apparently. Oh god the tree’s eyes are bleeding. ...WAIT WHAT. DID THE CHILDREN CREATE THE NIGHT KING? DID THEY CREATE THE WHITE WALKERS? HUH??? Yes Yara! I don’t know you, Euron, but I don’t like you. Ok I like the idea of giving a fleet to Dany, but I still don’t like you. I hate to make this joke... but if every Ironborn king goes through that near drowning ritual... then no wonder the Ironborn never get anywhere! Their leaders literally have brain damage from oxygen deprivation. Oh god the greyscale’s gotten bad. Dany, I don’t know how he’ll find a cure. Only Shireen seems to have been cured. Oh! But let’s just go and ask her - oh wait. She’s dead. Random thought.... but Bran’s silhouette in this scene is very similar to the Night King’s... him walking towards the wights gave me Night King vibes... please tell me Bran doesn’t go back in time or something and become the Night King somehow... I assume I’m very wrong, but on the completely off chance that I am right... at least I’ll have written it down. OH GOD THE NIGHT KING LEFT A MARK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! “A bit brooding, perhaps.” Yeah that’s Jon. AWWWWWWW LIKE NED’S. Tormund’s like beyond smitten. No no no not the cold breath no. Meera my girl you better not die right now. Can’t the Children be like “We created you! We command you!” or something?? NOOOOO. I FORGOT THEY CAN PUT OUT FIRES. UGHHHHH. ...Is he warging... while warging.... warg-ception? NO NOT SUMMER. THERE’S ONLY GHOST LEFT NOW. NO. THEY’RE CLIMBING ON THE CEILING. Ok that door.

OH NO. IT’S THE DOOR.

OH NO. I ALWAYS THOUGHT HODOR WAS HOLDING A GATE. THIS WHOLE TIME THAT PEOPLE MADE MEMES ABOUT IT. I MEAN, I KNEW HIS NAME CAME FROM “HOLD THE DOOR” BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE THE GATE OF THE WALL OR SOMETHING. OH GOD.

So... was that... like... time travel? Self-fulfilling prophesy? Bootstrap paradox?

Whatever it is. I am sad.

And I’m more mad I didn’t realize from the title what part I was up to. Ugh. WHY IN THE WORLD DID BRAN WARG INTO PAST HODOR? WHAT WAS THE POINT?

Also, why in the world was Richard E. Grant in this episode if he only got like 3 lines?

#hope watches game of thrones #ignore me if you want

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lilliesofinspirationvalley · 6 years

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Since this girl has gotten into the new Ducktales, I have some ideas for 3 certain birds if they were recurring characters!

Because BOI WE GOT THE PARROT AND ROOSTER OF OUR DREAMS HECK YES

Daisy Duck

She’s an up and coming fashion designer, looking for some patrons to back up her own shop and studio!

That or a news reporter intern. I also like that idea

Polite in most cases, but still able to have wit and snark when needed. A charming girl that can enchant most around her.

But the reason not many boys tend to stay is well… she has a nasty, feisty temper. This rarely pops up, but she often will mouth off, or stomp away from whoever’s arguing with her.

How does this anger spark? Difference of opinion? No. The best way to say it is that Daisy is a bit of the bossy type, and doesn’t like when her plans aren’t executed just as she wants them.

Seeing her tell off some jerks is exactly the moment Donald is like “Hot dang. What a woman”

Scrooge becomes her main patron after she quits working for Glomgold, totally not so his nephew can try to flirt with her nooooo

This might be a cool idea She knew Don and Della during high school, but since the twins went off on adventures, she kinda forgot about most of their time together. But it definitely all floods back and she is crying over where the heck Della is.

José Carioca

Travels all over Brazil, mainly staying in Rio and Bahia. He does some of his own shows, but mostly helps others learn instruments, or just make more friends!

It’s either that or he ends up owning a cafe in Bahia. Great food, and beverages, and he’s very insistent on letting employees learn instruments or songs.

Still the very fast talking, enchanting, easily impressing parrot Don befriended before he took care of his nephews.

Becomes an ally, in the ability to collect information for bigger crime operations, so Scrooge and gang can preserve their money. (“You’re a little selfish, Scrooge. Just fighting so you can keep your own fortune, no?”)

Keeps thinking the boys are Don’s own sons… he’s not far off really. (“Ooooh, so you got a little busy when you left, ah?” *signature eyebrow wiggle*)

He and Panchito basically tag along often so they can see Donald more, and get to know the other ducks. Plus, there’s the thrill of adventure that seems to stick with them!

Often helps everyone snooze off with lullabies, mainly when their day has been incredibly action packed

Louie is such a big fan of him. But also kinda realizes Josè is actually a really nice bird too. So there’s that development.

He teaches everyone the samba.

Panchito Pistoles

Still definitely a Caballero, that now chases after bandits for pay, but mostly travels around as a storyteller.

Though he has Señor Martinez as a steed, he leaves it mainly at stables, most often the one in Mexico City. Instead, this rooster gets around using his magic serape. “I never leave without it! That is to say, I often leave on it!”

He and José basically tag along often so they can see Donald more, and get to know the other ducks. Plus, there’s the thrill of adventure that seems to stick with them!

Helps with travel around South America, and can provide supplies (more he gets them connected to supply shops)

Comes in a close race as to who tells the best ghost stories, right behind Scrooge and Webby

He’s really bad with modern technology. Like, he has a deep hatred against Waddle and Mark.

He gets sombreros for everyone.

Also, a quick little thing here

Donald feels super bad for suddenly ditching his friends to help raise the triplets. But they aren’t mad at him at all. So expect campfire-letting-out feelings-angst

#Disney #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #donald duck #dewey duck #daisy duck #panchito pistoles #jose carioca #louie duck #hewey dewey and louie #hewey duck #scrooge mcduck #webby vanderquack

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dropdistance · 6 years

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My Professor Layton’s games ranking ง( ᐛ )ง

I was feeling like ranking the Professor Layton’s games from my favorite to least fav one... let’s review this together (◕▽◕✿)

Be careful though, it might contain spoilers if you’re planning on buying the games, especially on the Azran Legacy, I can only advise you not to read if you haven’t played it yet.

1 - Professor Layton and the Unwound Future

Actually, this one is my favorite game so far. I’ve loved the storyline, well, it got me very puzzled at times.

The soundtrack was amazing, as for all the games y’know, but the main theme is so incredibly pleasing to listen to. The game allows you to visit places of London, as for Chinatown and stuff.

The plot twist of the end got me yelling, even if we all knew at some point that if they actually didn’t travel in time there wouldn’t be any Luke adult existing yet.

But I love the character that is Clide so much. Also, one of the part that I loved, finding out about the past of Hershel and Claire, I thought it was so cute to find out he had a lovely girlfriend back at that time. And that thing with the evil Layton, I wondered what it was all about.

My favorite features of the game : I love the soundtrack as I already said. The storyline is well-thought. Not so difficult nor easier puzzles, nice places to look for. Thinking you have traveled in time, idk, I kept a very good memory of it.

2 - Professor Layton and the Curious Village

I’ve hesitated a long time before figuring out that I would rank the first game as my second favorite one.

Indeed, it was the first game that I bought since it was the first one released. I remember loving to play it so much for hours, at that time I was in middle school and I really was trying to solve every puzzle by myself (with hint coins for sure, I wasn’t that clever yet).

I got pretty surprised at a few moments of the game, as the first murder of Rupert, Ramon’s kidnapping, and I clearly remember being so SCARED of Don Paolo like, who on Earth would get scared of such a funny character ಠ_ಠ... I was a smol bean...

My favorite features of the game : As stupid as I can sound, it was cool to set up both of the Professor and Luke’s hotel rooms with furnitures that we earned during the game. Also, well, the game was so mysterious and the puzzles got me.... puzzled? ¯\(ツ)/¯ but I still love playing it even today, I kept a good memory of my first experience with it.

3 - Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box

There are a few parts of the game that I’ve disliked and that I realize only now, but let’s be clear : I really appreciate all the games.

So, about that game, the thing that I’ve “disliked” - it really is much of a word, I just think it could have been better - was the end. The vampire thing, and well, all the plot of the end, I think it was a bit far-fetched. Like, I didn’t completely understand the development and the purpose of the ending. I guess I was hoping for something else. Sadly, it was the part which got me disappointed.

On another note, it doesn’t mean that I don’t play it all over again. Despite that, the game is cool, the trip by train, exploring the Molentary Express and different places as we go further, trying to discover how on Earth could such a little box actually kill people around- and I won’t lie, I got scared at times ಠωಠ suspens, suspens.

It still is my third favorite game, because I really have enjoyed it and until now, I didn’t care that much about the ending in details.

My favorite features of the game : Will you make fun of me if I say that my favorite part was to make tea for Folsense’s residents ? ✧w✧ I spent hours trying to prepare new teas... (I don’t even like tea.......)

4 - Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy

The most recent game (besides the one with Katrielle) that I probably finished faster than the others... (Luke is always fucking jumping all over the place)

Okay so, for this one, I remember being so intrigued by the mystery around the Azran population and legend - that, if I remember correctly, first heard about in the movie The Eternal Diva (which was excellent, tbh) - and the end got me so startled like, there was so many revelations at the same time, I couldn’t believe,,,,, I was so in shock I might have cried. “What... OH MY. OH MY GOD. IT CAN’T BE??? NOOOOO... IT’S A JOKE RIGHT? WAIT, WHAT!!!!!! THE HELL!!!!!!!!! BUT HOW- EMMY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!” - these might be the word I have used.

I really was wondering what could be the said Azran Legacy, and I wasn’t disappointed. The total opposite of what I think of the second game. The end got me real shook because well, EVERYONE FUCKING DIES?? BRONEV KILLS AURORA???? DESCOLE IS FREAKING HERSHEL’S BROTHER!!! EMMY IS HIS COUSIN!!!! BRONEV IS THEIR FATHER!!!!

I found the game amazing, and to get the opportunity to solve mysteries around the world, to travel with the Bostonius and stuff, really, I enjoyed it a lot.

My favorite features of the game : As I said up there, to travel around the world was a nice idea. And all the revelations... it got me pleasantly surprised. I loved getting into the fashionista world with Luke too. ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º )

5. Professor Layton and the Miracle Mask

I took so much time to get this one over but hey, at some point, I did it.

Yeah, I took my sweet time to finish the game because I didn’t have much free time besides school and I kind of forgot about it at some point. One day, I simply told myself that it could be great to at least, see the end.

It’s not my favorite because it didn’t mark me as the others did, but I liked it, it was interesting to get to play in the past when Randall still was Hershel’s friend. They were about to find the treasure and he fucking fell off.

But let’s face it, we all knew it was him all along.

Actually, I wasn’t sure about the powers of the mask, and that was a great plot twist to figure out it was two masks in the end. The storyline and the mysteries around the miracles were nicely imagined. It turned out it wasn’t much magic after all.

My favorite features of the game : Everything about the Azran population was so interesting to me, in the game just as in the last one, even if some parts of the ending were predictable. Let’s get it clear : Henry is a sweet little bean.

6 - Professor Layton and the Last Specter

To end the post, my least favorite Professor Layton game, for one and only one reason (maybe two).

The only reason I rank the game as my least favorite is because it has been so long that I’ve played it and to be honest, I don’t remember it at all, except a few parts. I’ve only played it once and never got to do it again. Sadly, I’ve lost my cartridge and I bought a new one like, two months ago.

As far as I remember, the end got me disappointed as well but as I said, I really should play it again to have a better and constructive opinion about it.

My favorite features of the game : The scene on the gif was cute. They were lovely together. (◕ ω ◕✿)

Here’s everything about my ranking of the games. I haven’t written about the game with Phoenix Wright and the game with Katrielle because I haven’t played it yet.

Feel free to ask questions to me or drop submissions about games, movies, animes that you like, if it happens that I know about it, I might do another ranking post !

I hope you guys have a nice day and you enjoyed reading thist~ (◕∇◕✿) see ya soon !

#professor layton #ranking #it took me days to write please read it #jk #gaming

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littlemissgot7 · 6 years

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mornings with you

Mark | 1531 words | anon request Mark is exhausted after a long day of filming, but he makes his way to your apartment anyway so he can spend the next morning with you.

The second he was done with filming, Mark was in the van, ready to go. He would have been frustrated that it took everyone else a solid thirty minutes to get their things together and join him but he was too tired to be bothered and at least, he reasoned, he was waiting for them inside a warm-ish vehicle. His oversized coat helped.

When everyone else did finally arrive, he’d leaned his seat back as far as it could go and knocked out, oblivious to arguments of where to sit and what music to play. Of course, it also meant he forgot to ask their manager to drop him off at your place.

Youngjae shook him awake when they got to the dorms, scooting back as soon as Mark opened his eyes to avoid a potential hit. Mark glanced around groggily, trying to figure out where exactly they were in the dark of the parking deck.

“Hyung?”

“Where’rewe?” Mark mumbled, his words slurring together. He rolled his neck.

“The dorms.”

“Ah.” Mark stretched, sitting up fully. He was perfectly content with this knowledge and the thought of his warm, soft bed waiting for him upstairs until your face flashed through his mind. “Aw, shit.”

Youngjae tilted his head, confused.

“Go ahead, Jae.” Mark pulled out his wallet, rifling through it until he was sure he had enough for a cab. “I forgot. I told her I’d go over after filming.”

“Ohhh.” Youngjae grinned, and he thought about teasing his friend, but he didn’t feel like risking the wrath of a tired Mark so he let it slide. “Have fun, hyung!” He slid out of the van and scurried toward the doors, his hand stuffed in his pockets.

Mark mustered up whatever energy he had left and followed Youngjae out of the van but headed in the opposite direction, toward the street. He bounced up and down on the curb for a few minutes, trying to stay warm, until he saw a cab. He waved his hand frantically, mentally cheering when it slowed down and pulled up beside him.

He dove into the car, happy to be out of the cold breeze, and mumbled out your address before tilting his head back and dozing off once again.

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The car coming to a hard stop outside your apartment complex woke him up. He passed a few bills to the driver as he tumbled out of the car; he slammed the door shut and immediately made a mad dash for the front doors, breathing a heavy sigh of relief when he was inside. He’d be happy when it was spring and walking outside didn’t make him feel like he was going to die.

Usually he’d take the stairs up to your fifth-floor apartment, but his legs didn’t want to move that much so he headed for the elevator instead. The building was almost completely silent (it was nearly three in the morning and there weren’t a lot of people still awake), and, with nothing to distract him, he found his eyes drooping. When he finally made it to your apartment, he paused for a moment, wading through the foggy corners of his brain to find the passcode. Sometimes he wished you had a physical key instead; that, at least, wouldn’t have required any mental energy that he usually lacked when he was this tired.

It took a couple tries of old passcodes before he remembered the right one and he thankfully slipped inside. He immediately shed his coat, dropping it on a chair in your living room and making a beeline for your room. Almost almost almost…

Blessed sweet warm fluffy bed thank god

He tumbled into it, burrowing under the covers. Finally content, he wrapped his arms around your waist, tugging you up against his chest and tucking his face in your hair before he fell still. Finally. Right where he needed to be.

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His alarm went off at six thirty-two.

He groaned, rolling over to find his phone before realizing it was still in his pocket. He yanked it out, forcibly swiping left and right until he finally managed to turn off his alarm, eyes still closed. He was still for a moment more before he pried open his eyes.

You were laying next to him on the bed, doing your best not to laugh.

Oh.

Right.

His face turned light pink and you finally caved, giggling as he rolled onto his stomach to bury his face in his pillow.

“I’m sorry for waking you up–” he mumbled, but you just shoved on his shoulder until he turned back over and you poked the tip of his nose with your finger.

“I was already up. Besides…” You beamed. “I’m just happy to see you!”

He ran a hand through his hair then let it drop to your hip, his fingers drawing absentminded circles. “You definitely make the morning better,” he agreed and you laughed again.

“When’d you get in?”

He shrugged slightly, trying to think through the general exhaustion-induced blur that was the previous night. “I dunno. Maybe three? We got out of filming at one...but I forgot and went to the dorms first...”

You pouted. “You should have stayed at the dorms. I didn’t know filming would run that late when I asked if you could come over.”

He shrugged again, pulling you close enough to rest his forehead against yours. “Hey.” He poked your back gently. “I wanted to see you.”

He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours, ready to–

He blinked in surprise when you reared backwards, shaking your head.

“Whyyyy?” he whined, scooting closer to you, only to have you scoot back in response.

“I’m not kissing you with yucky morning breath.”

He deadpanned. “I came all the way over here, angel, and I can’t even get a kiss?”

“You can have a kiss!” You put your finger over his lips when he tried to lean in. “After brushing your teeth.”

He tried to glare at you, but he was still tired and it came out as more of a confused squint than a glare. You brushed a strand of hair out of his face and slid off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom to brush your own teeth.

He waited all of ten seconds before lazily rolling off of the bed after you, trudging to the bathroom. He snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and tucking his head in the back of your neck.

“Pleaseeeee.” He couldn’t get his voice much higher than a mumble, but the whine was prominent.

You waggled your toothbrush when he looked up. “Can’t you wait like two minutes?”

“Nooooo.”

You rolled your eyes when his grip around your middle tightened. You stuck your toothbrush in your mouth defiantly.

He sighed, resting his chin on your shoulder, watching you brush your teeth in the mirror. You reached back and poked his side with your free hand, pointing at his toothbrush on your counter when you had his attention.

“I’m kissing you the second we’re done,” he grumbled, reaching around you and squeezing the toothpaste on his toothbrush without moving from his place behind you. He started brushing his just as you finished, so he brushed faster, keeping his arm wrapped around your waist to prevent you from slipping away. You giggled, watching his arm move furiously, and obligingly scooted over so he could spit into the sink when he was done.

He dropped his toothbrush immediately, spinning you around and cupping your cheeks in his palms, pressing his lips against yours fiercely. Your cheeks grew hot as your eyes slipped closed and you fell into him the way you always did when he kissed you. He breathed you in, relishing your skin under his fingertips, the way your smooth lips felt under his chapped ones, every part of you. When he was kissing you, nothing else mattered.

You pulled back when you needed to breathe properly, but you stayed close; with his hand on your neck, he could feel how quickly your heart was beating and he smiled because his was too.

“When do you have to go?”

He dipped his head back to stare at the ceiling, trying to remember his schedule without having to retreat back to your room to find his phone. “Seven thirty. I think.”

“You want breakfast?”

He shook his head, brushing the backs of his fingers over your cheeks. “I really wanna kiss you again.”

“Ah, not until you’ve had breakfast,” you teased, laughing at his over-dramatic groan. You slipped up to sit on the counter and pulled him forward; he dropped his hands to your waist, sliding them under your nightshirt and pressing them against the cool skin at the base of your back.

“You drive me crazy, you know.”

You pressed your lips against his cheek. “I know.”

“But I love that. I love you.”

You smiled, a mischievous glint in your eye. “I love you too. And your minty-fresh breath.”

He rolled his eyes, but he was grinning, and he attacked your lips again before you could say anything else.

Mornings with you were always his favorite.

#mark #mark tuan #mark scenarios #got7 scenarios #got7 #i sorta fic-ed this out of nowhere today so i hope it's okay /o\#anon i sorta changed up your prompt a lil bit but that's bc i wrote two thirds of it before i realized i had hahaha #but the main idea's there! n___n #request #if anyone has any fic ideas/prompts feel free to send them to me and they might become things! ^^

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servabrs · 7 years

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BTS reaction to finding out you get off while reading fanfiction about them

Warning: Smut!

A/N: Hii! Could you do the boys reacting to finding out their friend gets off while reading fanfics about the members?? TIA :)

Jin / Kim Seokjin

Finally having a day off you decided to spoil Jin a little bit with some self-made food, since he is the one who always cooks for you. So you were currently in the kitchen, kneading the dough for your infamous vanilla chocolate cookies as Jin enters the room. “Y/N, what are you doing?” he asks, suprised to see you in the kitchen of the dorm. “Hoseok let me in before they left, I wanted to make you some cookies.” you beam a smile up to him as you continue to work the dough. He was just about to tell you that it’s not necessary, as your phone starts to ring, laying next to you on the counter. You look on the screen to see that your best friend is calling you and just as you wanted to accept the call you remembered your hands covered in dough. “Could you accept the call for me and turn it on speaker?” you apologetically ask Jin, holding up your dirty hands as an explanation for your plea. Not asking any questions he nods and taps on your phone as you start to clean your hands “Hey, what’s going on?”. “Oh my god, Y/N! Have you seen the link I send you?” your best friend blurts out in excitement, not even bothering to say hello. “Ehm, no. What is it?” you ask curiously and Jin smiles at you before he heads towards the door, not wanting to disturb your conversation. “Ok ok, so you remember sending me this one fanfiction two days ago? The one you always read to get off? Well I found a better one!” she states as your eyes widen, hands still under the running water, unable to pick up the phone and turn off the speaker. Quietly laughing, Jin crooks an eyebrow and turns around to you, crossing his arms, looking like he is just about to make fun of you as your friend continues. “It also has Jin as the main character, but this one is way more detailed. There is a lot of neck touching you know? And by a lot I mean a looooot! And of course he’s hella dom, I mean what else though.” she squeals into the phone as you finally dried your hands and panicky tap on every button on your phone to turn it off. As the sound of your friend’s voice dies, you blanky stare at the now black screen, paralysed by what just happened. Too scared to move a muscle you just stand there in front of the counter, hoping to crumble to dust as your cheeks feel like burning up in flames. You can hear Jin moving closer to you as he stops right behind you, close enough for you to feel the heat he is radiating. “I never knew you would like such things, Y/N.” he softly whispers behind you as he leans down and you can feel his hot breath against the back of your neck. A cold shiver runs down your spine and every hair feels electrified as he gently grabs your hips, holding you in place before blowing hot air against your exposed skin. “Jin…” you softly whimper, not able to think straight anymore as he connects his plump lips with the crook of your neck. He scoots even closer until you can feel his hips pressed against yours and one of his hands slowly reaching under the hem of your shirt, slowly tracing every bone of your spine “Bend down, princess.”

Suga / Min Yoongi

“Damn, I forgot my phone in the car. Can I use yours?” Yoongi curses as he just sat down on your bed “I want to look something up real quick.”. “Sure!” you reply as you lend him your phone, not keeping in mind you didn’t clear your browser history. Calmly Yoongi leans back against the wall, opening the browser on your phone, just for the last fanfiction you’ve been reading to appear. At first he doesn’t even notice, but as he’s about to open a new tab the caption ‘Yoongi x Reader’ catches his eyes. Furrowy he starts scrolling, discovering what should have been hidden away from him “Y/N, I had no idea you’re that type of person.”. “What do you mean?” you ask totally clueless about what Yoongi saw and move closer to him to take a look at your phone, realizing you fucked up “Oh Lord, no, don’t look at that!”. Desperately you attempt to grab your phone, but Yoongi swiftly dodges and holds it away from you, continuing to read through the text. “Nooooo!” you yell and stand up on your knees to grab his wrist, snatching the phone out of his hand. Slowly Yoongi sits up with a blank expression, saying “You’re a perverted girl.” before looking over to you. Feeling terribly guilty and embarrassed you bite your lip and avoid looking at him as you answer “I know, I am so sorry. I don’t even know what to say.”. Not knowing what to say either Yoongi falls silent for a few seconds, trying to contain what just happend, and then suddenly asks “You’re actually that desperate for me?”. Startled you look over to him and before you can say a word you find yourself being pushed on your back with Yoongi leaning over you. “I’m not some fictional character, Y/N. I’m the real deal.” he speaks with a mischievous smirk on his face, holding your wrists down beside your head. Overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events you gasp and faintly try to pull your hands off of his grip, without really wanting him to let go of you, stumbling “Yes… I mean no, I’m not desperate. But… I mean, actually yes.”. Yoongi knits his brows and bends down closer to your face, whispering “I can’t understand a word, say it loud and clear.” as you feel his breath on your lips. “I really want you.” you shyly respond and gulp as you ball your hands to fists, excited about what’s going to happen. Satisfied by your proper answer Yoongi moves down to your neck, softly nibbling at your skin, before licking over the spot he marked with his teeth, while one of his hands wanders down over your waist to your thigh, slightly lifting it up to his pelvis. You start moaning with your already trembling voice and Yoongi, with an amused grin on his face, licks up to your ear to whisper “I think this text gave me a good idea of what you like in bed.” in an even deeper voice than usual. “But… it was written in English…” you respond, making it sound more like a question. Yoongi faintly chuckles into your ear, his hand starting to roam across your upper body, as he murmurs “I understand way more than you think.”. Heavily breathing you burry your free hand in his hair, getting weaker and weaker for him as his fingertips trace paths over your body in just the places that drive you mad, when out of a sudden he stops. “Well, I think that was enough to teach you a lesson.” he teasingly says while letting go of you, then adding “You won’t need these kinds of texts to get off anymore.”

J Hope / Jung Hoseok

Throwing a joyful party at the dorm the idea of playing truth or dare came up sooner or later, and here you are now, in the middle of the game. Having Hoseok as your close friend is amazing, since he’s actually up to all kinds of fun challenges, as long as they’re not scary. Being surrounded by the other members and some of their friends you’re more than happy to have your best friend Maria around. It was a challenge convincing the boys to let her come, but in the end everything worked out. As the game progresses the tasks and questions become more daring and naughty by the influence of alcohol. You feel kind of reluctant about asking one of the boys or their friends intimate questions, your friend Maria however does not feel any kind of remorse as she gets to ask you “What is the exact kind of material you look at to get off?”, already knowing your answer. At this point you realize it was a huge mistake bringing her over and give her a glare that says “You are dead to me”. Trying to avoid the truth you come up with a lie, but Maria knows your secrets too well and exposes you immediately, saying “Nah-ah, I know you’re lying to us Y/N. Telling the truth is the rule!”. Not knowing how to handle the situation you cover your glowing face with your hands, faintly admitting “I read fanfics…”. “What kind of fanfics?” Maria insists “I’ve asked about the exact kind of material, remember?”. Giving her another glare you peek over to Hoseok, who seems quite curious, and continue “Uh, I’m reading fanfics that include… someone I know…”. “And who is that someone?” Maria asks, pushing you to reveal the one important detail. You gulp and take a deep breath, internally saying your goodbyes to the amazing friendship you had with Hoseok, and finally reply “Hobi!”. The people around you go crazy at your answer as some of them clap and some of them laugh, but you can’t bring yourself to look at anyone, especially not Hoseok. For a little while the game continues smoothly, but as soon as Hoseok picks ‘dare’ some genius friend of his comes up with the worst possible idea “You and Y/N will go into the chamber and stay there for ten minutes.”. You sigh and think “This might as well happen.” as you get up, followed by Hoseok who walks straight into the direction of the chamber. Appalled by the thought of your friendship with Hoseok being over you just leave the giggling group of people behind and walk over to the chamber to join him in the dark, small room. You hear his genius friend saying “In ten minutes from now I’ll come back to pick you up, have fun!” from behind the door. After you hear his footsteps faint the only thing you sense is the sound of Hoseoks breathing and his warmth next to you, until he finally breaks the silence “Y/N… do you really get off on… fanfics about me?”. You take a moment to prepare yourself for the worst case scenario and answer “Yes, I mean… yes.”. Without a word Hoseok steps a little closer to you, causing your arms to touch. Feeling excited about the sudden sensation you turn your head away from him, fearing he could see you blushing even though it’s dark, and move a little closer to him too. Hoseok takes a deep breath before you notice his arm moving, until you feel his hand touching the back of your neck, gently stroking over your skin. With a pleasant shiver running down your spine you can’t help but close the gap between the two of you by holding on to his shoulders and he immediately responds by pulling you even closer with one arm around your waist, as his other hand wanders up to the back of your head, slightly pushing your face closer to his. As your lips are only a breath apart you notice him breathing faster already until he pulls you into a deep passionate kiss, obviously wanting even more.

Rap Monster / Kim Namjoon

Being invited to hang out with the boys and some of their friends you wear chic clothes as you enter the bar you’re supposed to meet and soon find them sitting in the back at the bar counter. “Hey, Y/N!” Namjoon says as he spots you and gets up, walking towards you “You look amazing!”. You chuckle at his compliment, replying “Thank you!” as he gives you a welcoming hug. “Come here, you can sit next to me.” Namjoon puts back a stool for you and sits down right next to it, leaning his elbow on the counter. As you take place he introduces you to his other friends and even though they seem nice you end up ordering one drink after another. With Namjoon being the way he is and the effect of alcohol kicking in the two of you soon have a philosophical discussion about the world and the meaning of life. Slowely you get drunk and don’t notice the time passing anymore, until you get up to use the toilet and realise that everyone has left already “Namjoon, where’s everyone?”. With a dopey expression on his face he looks around, scratching his head. “Your friends left already. They tried to say goodbye but it seems you didn’t notice.” the bartender finally clarifies. Namjoon looks at him in disbelief and gets up to search for his friends and the other members, but they are nowhere to be found. “Well, let’s head to the dorm then. We can hang out in my studio.” he says with a sigh as he walks back to you. You laugh and lighty elbow him as you comment “I thought you had good observation skills!”. Already walking out with you he replies “I might be a little drunk, so I didn’t notice anything.” It takes a while until you arrive at the dorm since the both of you were busy joking around and laughing. Finally walking into Namjoon’s studio you drop on the sofa next to the door, still excitedly talking to each other. As you let your eyes wander over the room you ask him about his work as an idol and soon he mentions “I really love our fans, they’re great. But some of them write some naughty stuff online. You know, fanfics and such things.”. Feeling exposed you just stare at him, your smile slowly fading. “Wait. You don’t actually read these, do you?” he says after falling silent for a few seconds. Too intoxicated by alcohol you can’t even come up with a lie and quickly avoid his glance “I mean… some of them are pretty good, you know?”. Hastily you fish your phone out of your bag and open an app, searching up your favorite ‘Rap Monster x Reader’ fanfiction and eventually hand it to him. “Are you serious, you want me to read that?” he chuckles and quickly reads over the text as suddenly his expression changes “Wait, this is really good”. Cracking up you pat his shoulder, yelling “It’s getting even better, just read!”. Covering his mouth with one hand he continues reading until he places the phone on your lap and gives you a serious look, saying “I think I just discovered some new kinks. Wanna try them out?”. You raise your brows in surprise and ask “You mean… with you? Now?” while already moving closer to him, causing your legs to touch. With a smirk that says everything he places his hand on your cheek and bends over to softly bite your lower lip before licking it. With a moan you open your mouth and press your lips against his for a hungry kiss as you wrap your arms tightly around his body. For a moment he disconnects your lips to ask, heavily breathing “Did you actually masturbate on that?” and you nod your head in response, quickly pulling him back on you. Things get heated real fast at this point as suddenly Namjoon lifts you up, carrying you to his desk to put you down on the surface, causing some figurines to drop. Chuckling you put your legs around his pelvis to feel his bulge against you and whisper against his lips “You really are the God of Destruction, huh?”

Jimin / Park Jimin

“Please be honest Y/N, do I really look like someone who is only a submissive vanilla guy in bed?” Jimin asks you desperately. Taken by surprise by his sudden question you just look up to him from your desk with a wondering look on your face, unsure how to answer. “Come on, you know you can be honest with me!” he insists as he steps closer to you until he stands right in front of the chair you’re sitting in. Still puzzled you clear your throat and decide to return a question, avoiding to answer “Why are you asking?”. Jimin sighs, pouting “I’ve been reading some comments on Twitter, and everyone just says that I am cute and a little baby boy.” As you try to hide your face reddening you try to soothe him “Don’t worry, a lot of people think you are the exact opposite.” Croocking an eyebrow, he crosses his arms and looks at you with an unreadable expression “Oh really? I’ve never seen any comments like this.”. “Ehm, I mean, you know that people write fanfictions about you, right?” you shyly ask, gaze fixed onto the ground, too scared to look him in the eyes. “Yeah, I know that.” he responds, waiting for you to continue with your explanation. You sigh deeply, trying to hide your nervousness as you speak again “You know they write some…inappropriate things, right? Like, really dirty stuff, and most of the time they display you as a dom, so…”. Surprised Jimin chukles “Why do you know that? Are you telling me that you actually read stuff like that?”. Taken aback by his question you stay still in your chair, hiding your face behind your hair as best as possible. No satisfied with your silence, Jimin grabs you by your wrists and pulls you up, leaving you only milimeters apart from him, your faces nearly touching. “Do you read these, Y/N?” he whispers against you ear as he slowly connects his lips with your neck. Overwhelmed by the sudden feeling you can’t hold back a soft moan escaping your mouth, as he starts sucking at your skin. “Answer me!” he demands as he pushes you backwards until your hips touch the edge of your desk, unable to move, since he trapped you with his body. You slightly nod, tilting your head to the side, so Jimin has better access to your neck. “Good girl.” he whispers, his hands wandering to your ass and lifting you up, so you sit on the table with your legs around his waist. “Now tell me, do you get off while reading these things?” he asks and all you can do is nod again as you feel your heart pounding against your chest like it’s going to explode. Slightly chuckling, he detaches his lips from your skin as he grabs your wrists again, but this time to lift them over your head as he pushes you on your back, towering over you, leaving you defenseless. Jimin slowly grinds down onto you, as he finally connects his lips with yours for a passionate kiss, only breaking it to nibble at your bottom lip “Why don’t you find out who is right?”

V / Kim Taehyung

“Do you need any help with the dishes?” Taehyung asks, as you bring the dirty dishes into your kitchen. “Nah, I got this. But could you put up the movie?” you answer, too focused on balancing the plates to the sink. “Sure! Should I set up the TV in the living room, or do you want to watch in bed with the laptop?” he asks halfway through the door. You just turn your head to look at him with an obvious expression on your face, making him giggle as he leaves the kitchen and shouts “Laptop it is!”. Heading to the bedroom, Taehyung grabs the Laptop from your working desk and carefully unplugs all the excess cables. As he enters the room, he lets himself plop on the bed and opens up your laptop, the latest tab still open, since you didn’t turn it off after using it. Not caring at all Taehyung was just about to open a new window as something catches his attention in the text right before his eyes, his own name. Confused he reads a few sentences, thinking it might be about another Kim Taehyung, since he’s not the only one with that name, but he quickly notices it is in fact about him. Getting more and more curious he scrolls through the text, slowly realising it’s a fanfiction about him and the reader. Shyly laughing, he was just about to close the tab as he saw the text going into a different direction than he thought, and the idea of closing the text was gone. As you enter the bedroom after finishing the dishes you are slightly confused to see Taehyung sitting on the edge of the bed, laptop nowhere to be seen. “Y/N…” he says as he lifts himself up from the bed, his voice dropping lower than ever, leaving you startled, a cold shiver running down your spine. As he slowly approaches you, you meet his gaze, his chin up, looking down on you, and you are unable to move, too intimidated by his presence. “Why are you reading stuff about me?” he asks, sounding more like a demand as he stops in front of you. Shyly looking to the ground, unsure how to act, you softly whisper a “What do you mean?”. Taehyung deeply chuckles, smirking devilish as he gets even closer to you, gently but decisively grabbing your chin and lifting your head so your faces are only a breath apart. “Why are you reading stories about me, in which I fuck you relentlessly into the matress? In which you scream my name when I tighten the grip around your neck. In which you can’t even breathe anymore because I give you the best orgasm you ever had. Why are you reading this, huh?” he asks, voice sharp and his gaze piercing through you. With wide eyes you feel your knees shaking, afraid you might just fall over any second if Taehyung wouldn’t tower over you. Opening and closing your mouth, trying to say something, everything you get over your lips are stumbled incoherent letters. “You know you just have to tell me what you want, baby girl.” he whispers against your lips, his hand slowly wandering from your chin around your neck, slightly tightening his grip. As a soft moan escapes your mouth, closing your eyes over the sensation of the feeling from Taehyungs long slender fingers around your neck, he slightly nibbles at you bottom lip and whispers “Or would you like to beg for it before you scream my name?”

Jungkook / Jeon Jungkook

“Yah, Y/N have you seen this?” Jungkook shouts in joy after getting a double kill. You two are in the living room, you lying on the sofa while Jungkook sits right in front of you on the carpet leaning against the edge of the sofa. Intentionally he invited you over to play games together and eat Pizza, but at one point you needed a break and decided to rather watch him play for some time. Eventually you get distracted by your phone as a notification pops up, telling you that a new fanfiction just got uploaded. Since you are sure Jungkook wouldn’t even notice an earthquake while playing the game you decide to read it now. It turned out to be a rather fluffy, vanilla-smut fanfiction with Jungkook and the reader, but too deep into the story you couldn’t hold yourself back from reading further. At the end, Jungkook still too focused onto the game, you were left with a hint of redness on your cheeks as you wrote a comment. “Y/N!” Jungkook shouts again, as you don’t answer him. He turns around only to see you slightly smiling at your phone as you type in something, not paying any attention to him. Frustrated from your inobservance he quickly grabs your phone, pouting “It’s no fun to play when you don’t even look at it!”. Shocked at the sudden loss of your phone, all you can think about is to get it back immediatly before he reads anything “Yah, Jungkook give me my phone back!”. Tightening the grip around your phone, he holds it closer to him so you can’t reach it. “Why should I? What could be more important than my gameplay, huh?” he asks, laughing at your desperate expression as you get up and try to grab it. “Oh you don’t want me to read what’s on your phone?” Jungkook asks teasingly with a smirk on his face as he gets onto his feet to hold it up in the air, making it impossible for you to reach. “No, please don’t Jungkook!” you beg, tugging at his arms, but quickly you notice there is no chance to move his muscle packed arms. Flustered by the sudden realisation that you are tightly grabbing his biceps, you remove your arms in defeat. Laughing over your defeat he starts to read out loud what you just wrote “Normally I don’t like vanilla smut, but this fic is really nothing like the ones I read before. I really like the way you write all the details so I’m going to take a look at this again when I’m alone in my bedroom, if you know what I mean. And how you describe Jungkook…” Slowly Jungkooks laugher dies, his smirk turning into an unreadable expression as he continues to read you comment silently. All you can do is sit on the sofa, wishing the ground would just eat you up and you never have to look into Jungkook’s eyes again. As he finishes reading, he throws the phone into the corner of the sofa, not bothering where it’s going to land and steps right in front of you. Unsure about what to do, to escape this situation you keep still and stare onto the carpet, wishing this would have never happened. Suddenly Jungkook grabs the back of your neck with one hand and slightly pulls at your hair, forcing you to look up while he leans forward, connecting your eyes. “So you’re not into vanilla sex?” he bluntly asks and you’re too perplex to answer, only able to stare at him with an overwhelmed expression. Leaning in closer he tightens the grab on your hair, your lips nearly touching as he softly chuckles “You better decide for a safeword now, kitten.”

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kpoptart216 · 7 years

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Taken For Granted (pt 7)

The day had finally come. Your three months were up! You woke up feeling more refreshed than ever and while you were going to miss the boys, you were happy to finally get the job done. Even better yet, the boys had a rather light schedule today, so you wouldn’t be too tired either.

As you got to work, you were met with frowning faces as the got7 boys greeted you. The boys had gotten close to you rather quickly and you only realized now how much you were going to miss them. It’s not like you had many chances to see them again in the future, nor were you in any position to run into them either. For the rest of the day, your mood slowly got sadder as you realized that your time with the boys was coming to a close, but you tried to be as optimistic as you could. Soon, the boys’ schedule for the day had ended and you were all sitting on the car, on the way to get dinner.

“Are you really leaving us?” asked Jackson.

“Yah! I didn’t know you were leaving JYP altogether! Why’d we have to find out from someone else?” asked Jaebum. It’s not like you didn’t mean to tell them, you just had genuinely forgot.

“oops” you said as you giggled. “I think it’s time I leave the field and try something new!” you continued.

“Oh right! Namjoon and Jin Hyung were saying you might be into music composition? Don’t forget us when you’re famous!” said BamBam.

“Hey, nothing is set in stone. I don’t even think I’m that good, but I wouldn’t mind giving it a shot and see if I actually can make a living off of it” you said.

“Hey, from what Jin hyung said, you’re really don’t have much to worry about, ok? Just try your best. If anything, you’ll always have a job here at JYP” said Jinyoung.

“Thank you, oppa” you said warmly.

“Ok, well I really don’t plan on sulking around tonight and we promised you a great dinner, noona! Lets goo!” said Yugyeom, as the car parked into a rather fancy restaurant.

You spent the remainder of the night talking and laughing with the boys and eventually, the night had come to an end as well. You drove with the boys back to their dorms and hugged each of them goodnight and goodbye, wishing them well.

“Keep in touch, Y/N, seriously. Don’t make us ask about you from the others!” Jackson said, crossing his arms and huffing.

“Yes yes, I’ll keep in touch. Don’t forget me when you get even more famous, boys!” You said, waving at them.

“YOU don’t forget US when you become a hit producer, ok?” asked Mark.

You giggled and finally the boys finally made their way in. You sighed, realizing the job was now done.

You finally got home, later than you were expecting, and wanted to just curl up in bed after showering. You didn’t know when to reach out to Jin, especially since they were still busy promoting as well, and you pondered these thoughts as you let the warm water slowly relax you.

You didn’t feel tired anymore after showering, and so you decided to make some hot coco and curl up on the couch instead. You turned on the TV and decided you could have a marathon seeing as you had nothing to wake up early for anymore. You should be worried that you were now considered unemployed. But you were always smart with money and you had saved enough to live without working for at least a year.

As the first episode started playing, you saw your phone vibrate on the coffee table and to your surprise, Jin had texted you. You smiled immediately after seeing his name. You realized that this was now becoming a common occurrence.

You couldn’t stop smiling, even as your conversation ended. You didn’t know what exactly you were excited for tomorrow. To see all the boys again? To learn more about music composition? Or were you most excited to see Jin?

Meanwhile, Jin couldn’t stop smiling either. He had this smile on his face, and if you paid enough attention, you could even see a light blush on his cheeks as well. He was sitting in the dining table, along with Namjoon and Jimin and the boys were starting to take notice of their hyung’s weird behavior.

“Hyung, why were you smiling at your phone this entire time?” asked Jimin.

“Oh, uh, nothing” Jin said, forcing himself to stop smiling. But then he thought back to your cute banter with him and he started to smile again.

“Look, there it is again. You have this stupid smile plastered on your face and it’s creeping me out, hyung!” Jimin said, pointing at his face.

“Hyung, he’s got a point” said Namjoon. He had a hunch of who Jin might have been texting, but he tried to push that thought out of his head. Nothing would ever happen between Jin and you, he thought. He just thought Jin always saw you as a cute younger sister. Nothing more, and nothing less. Boy, was he going to be in for a rude awakening.

“It’s probably Y/N noona!” said Jungkook, emerging from somewhere.

“How’d you know?” asked Jin, surprised.

“Yugyeom told me that you two have been flirting back and forth recently? Like apparently our hyung even winked at her?? Eww hyung, she’s my noona” Jungkook said, jokingly.

“Yah, she’s not your real sister. And what I do with her is not your business?” he says back.

“Wait seriously hyung?? I thought Yugyeom was just joking” said Jungkook, genuinely surprised.

“NOOOOO” the boys all heard from the living room. “Y/N IS MINE!” Taehyung yelled.

“Yah, shut up, the neighbors will complain!” said Yoongi. They could hear the frustration in his voice.

“Wait, hyung, are you seriously dating Y/N??” asked Hobi, also coming out from the living room.

“I’m..I’m not dating her.” Jin said, rather sadly. He had liked you ever since he had first met you and he always seemed to disregard his feelings, always saying it was just a small crush. But over the years, his crush had turned to full-fledged feelings and he couldn’t ignore his feelings anymore. But then it seemed like you were interested in Namjoon, and it discouraged him from confessing. If anything, he teased you about your feelings for Namjoon and though his heart hurt, he couldn’t do much else. Though you always denied your feelings for Namjoon, Jin knew that there must be something there.

So when you suddenly stopped looking at Namjoon the way you did, he jumped at the opportunity. Maybe he should have figured what went on between you two, but he decided to chase his own happiness for once. And look how well it was going.

Maybe he was lying to himself, but he swore that you two were just flirting over chat. It wasn’t like the usual banter that you two had. And the way you would look at him when you ran into him over the last few weeks made his heart skip a beat. And when you blushed when he had winked at you, he almost knew for sure that he was going to confess this time around.

“But you two are flirting?” Jimin said. Jin turned to face Jimin who now had his phone and was reading through his messages with you.

“Give that back!” Jin said, trying to reach for his phone, but before he knew it, Jimin took off from the table and began reading his messages out loud so the al the boys could read.

Jin tried to chase Jimin and silence him, but it was no good. Soon, the entire conversation was read and Jin’s face was almost beet red.

“Omg, and she’s flirting back!” Jungkook said. “I didn’t know she felt that way about hyung!” said Jungkook.

“NOO I thought I had a chance with Y/N!” said Tae, pretending to pout. Yoongi smacked the back of his head.

“Yah, Jimin, give the phone back to hyung. You don’t get to read his messages out loud. They’re personal” Yoongi said, all serious. Jimin pouted and handed Jin back his phone.

“Thank you, Yoongi!” Jin said, happy that someone was on his side.

“So…when are you going to ask her out?” Yoongi continued.

“YAH not you too!” Jin exclaimed. Yoongi just laughed to himself.

“Well, I personally think you guys would make a nice couple” said Hoseok. Jin’s face turned even more red than before.

“Awh, look at hyung blushing!” Said Jungkook, poking at Jin’s cheeks.

“As long as you guys don’t interfere, things will be fine!” Jin said, finally standing up and walking to his room. But what Hobi had said rang in his ears. “Me and Y/N finally a couple? Wahhh” Jin said to himself silently.

Jin finally went to sleep with thoughts of you in his head. And how excited he was to see you tomorrow.

Namjoon meanwhile just sat there and watched everything unfold and he didn’t like it one bit. He stayed quiet and none of the boys really seemed to notice. When Jin had told him that he wanted him to help him help you with music production, Namjoon thought it would have been the perfect chance to finally get to know you better and make things right. Hopefully it would have led to something more.

But he should have known that your feelings for him were long gone. But that didn’t mean he had to stop trying?

And if you really did have feelings for him before, who was to say they were completely gone? He just had to reignite them. What you were feeling for Jin was just some puppy love, he thought.

He knew he shouldn’t come in the way of his hyung’s happiness, but what about himself? He knew that someone was going to get hurt in this process, but he was going to try his best to make sure that things would end up ok.

A/N: I think the plot is going to be moving a lot faster after this part. I can see this series also ending at part 10. Look forward to it!

Previous parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

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livcosmos · 5 years

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Lady Midnight booktalk

Oh, boy I have no idea where to start and I don't know what to say for the no-spoiler section except that this book was amazing and that you should all go read it. ( You have to read The Mortal Instruments, The Infernal Device, and The Shadowhunter Academy before you read Lady Midnight but I think you already knew that and if you have never read any of this I don't know how you can survive they are the best books.) So anyway now I am starting with the spoilers so if you haven't read it yet, read go it and come back to discuss it here with me.

SPOILER ALERT

Ok so this book like any other Cassie book, broke me. I was hysterically crying at one point, I couldn't take it anymore and this moment was when the faerie delegation came and said that Mark has broken the law and he should get 20 lashes for that. The moment they said it I knew Julian was going to take those I just knew that he would step in for his brother and I was like NOOOOO JULIAN MY BABY DON’T DO ANYTHING I KNOW YOU LOVE YOUR BROTHER AND YOU ARE KIND AND EVERYTHING BUT DON’T THAKE THE LASHES I DON’T WANT YOU TO GET HURT. But of course he didn’t listen and I immediately started crying and then when Emma felt his pain oh.... it was so sad and I was so mad at Mark ant Kieran. And when Emma went over to Julian and drew the sleeping rune on him and said “Sleep my love” I was crying even more and then when Emma took the lashes I was still crying that scene really got to me. Cassie always knows how to make me cry. And then I stopped crying for a while but of course, Emma has to have a dream with her parents where her father plays Jem’s violin and of course, her father has to mention Jem and there you go I was crying again because every time there is something that has to do with Jem I cry. Oh and please how could I forget to mention the scene at the Parabatai party where some Parabatais are holding a speech and Jem’s runs out of the room and Tessa runs after him. Does Cassie want to kill me??? And of course, the end where Jem appears with Tessa to pick up Kit and then Jem talks with Emma, again I was crying. Jem’s makes me cry every time that boy has my heart and my soul forever. Ah, and that I mentioned Kit, first of all I don't like him and second of all I don't like the idea with the lost Herondale, I think I also mentioned this before but it is not like I don't like the Herondales I love them, Will has also stolen my heart and don't get me started on Jace, I love them both so much and this is the reason why I don't want another Herondale in the story, it’s because I love Will and Jace too much and I am very territorial and I want them to be the only Herondales but who knows maybe I will get to like Kit. Alright now back to Julian, I freaking love him I felt in love with him from the first moments and that is why it broke my heart when he got the lashes and when he suffered because Emma got the rest of the lashes and when Emma said those horrible things at the end of the book so that she can protect him. He suffered so much in his life and know he is going to suffer even more. I mean this boy has practically 4 children since he is 12 years old and besides that, he is running a flipping Institute. I know that it is not his uncle’s fault that he is the way he is but I am still mad at him and at Diana, how can you let that poor boy have so many responsibilities can someone please help him??? And what is the matter with Diana anyway why did she come to the Institute if she is not even there most of the time what is she hiding? But back to Julian, it breaks my heart to see him so hurt and I am so scared to see how he is going to react on that whole Mark and Emma thing it will destroy him. (I was crying at that part too when Emma told him she doesn't love him and that she and Mark... oh...). I finished the book last night at 4 a.m please imagine how I felt, I felt like I was going crazy. After I finished the book I had to watch polandbanansbooks video on this book because I love her and her videos and I always watch her book talks. And she said something that really scared me, that I didn't even realize until she said it. She said that Julian risks to go a really dark path because he already has this darkness in him and that everything can go very dark for him after he sees Emma with Mark and everything. And I think she is right I am afraid that Julian is not going to be ok and I don't want that for him because I love him. I am very curious about what is going to happen in Lord of Shadows I can’t wait to start it. And what is going to happen between Julian and Emma how can we break the Parabatai bound, I intuited that Parabatai are not allowed to fall in love with each other because then they are going to be too powerful and I was right and I have now some theories of how the bound is going to break but I just want Julian and Emma to be together they have to find a way to break the bound and be together. AHH and Mark:” Emma why pretend?”, yes Emma why pretend???, I was so mad oh boy and I still am...like how dare you Mark how dare you? I am also afraid Christina is going to be heartbroken when she sees the Mark and Emma thing and I don't want her to be heartbroken ether I like her and I don't want her friendship with Emma to get destroyed by that story because let's be serious she does not love Diego anymore she is in love with Mark and I ship her with Mark and she is not going to react well on the Mark and Emma thing. Have I mentioned that I don't like Kirean, whel I don’t like him and I want him to stay away from Mark and Christina. And I also wanted to say that I love Livvy, I love the way she is and how she loves her twin brother. Ah and Tavvy is so sweet, I love him too. I have just realized that I haven't spoken about Malcolm so let's say I wasn't surprised that he was the murderer (I got spoilered back when I was reading City of Heavenly Fire that he is the murderer) but anyway I found the story very interesting, I mean like how the murderers where committed and this whole mystery, I always love a good murder mystery. And I must say I somehow feel sorry for him because he lost the love of his life and I totally understand why he wants to bring her back but that doesn't justify what he has done and what he did is definitely wrong. And like Christine from polandbananasbooks said he may be still alive, he is a warlock after all. And now that Annabel is alive I think there are two possibilities, one is that she wants revenge and blood because of what her family has done to her or two that she is actually a nice lovely person. But I think the first option is more likely. I am not sure if I said everything I wanted but I think I said everything, oh no wait I forgot to say that I love Emma and that she reminds me of Jace. I love her jokes and the way she is. And I was so excited when I heard that Clary and Jace run now the New York Institute and that Simon and Izzy got engaged ah... that is so lovely even though somewhere in my brain I still picture them as 16 years old and it is a little weird to see them so grown up. And of course omg how could I forget that so, I also read that Cassie is planning to publish two more series one with Tessa’s and Will’s children and the other one with Ty, Dru and the rest, I think the one with Ty it's named The Wicked Powers and I have read that this is going to be her last Shadowhunter series and that in that book the Shadowhunter World is going to change forever. AND I AM AFRAID. What does that mean? Are they all gonna die? I don't want this all to be over, this thought is scaring me so much. What is going to happen??? I AM SCARED!!! And I am afraid I won't be able to read this series because of that, I don't want all to end and change. I also think that I won't be able to read the series with Tessa’s children because it is going to hurt me so much. But until all those books come out I still have to finish this amazing series and as I said I am excited to continue to read because I love it. If you are still reading this endless post, thank you you are amazing!!! Please discuss this book with me, write some comments with your thoughts I can’t wait to see what you are thinking but please no spoiler on Lord of Shadows and Queen of Air and Darkness.

#the dark artifices #lady midnight #the mortal instruments #the infernal devices #tda #tmi #tid #emma carstairs #julian blackthorn #jem carstairs #tessa gray #clary fairchild #jace herondale #in love

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What If pt 1

This is the what if dewey became spiderman, but in extra detail. Takes place after this other fan-fic https://www.wattpad.com/653834340-the-show-must-go-on-dancing-in-the-dark/page/3 and https://www.wattpad.com/story/148178722-reservation-for-four, The only difference is at the dance, before dewey fell into the shark tank, he got bit by the spider, and the age is 10 instead of 12. And takes place after the shadow war.

Story:

Dewey’s pov:

Tonight, im going to win big. I found a wrestling match on the internet, and i need a cool suit, I have a general idea of what my powers were, I can stick on walls, spider sens, which is why i suspected Vincent was evil, increased durability and healing, which explains why i didn’t die in that plane crash in the Sahara, and i found out i had super strength recently. So i knew my outfit had to be spider themed. I started to brainstorm, I wanted to hide my face, so i need a mask, no, i look weird in a mask, I GOT IT,, i can wear a hoodie, add some goggles, and get a black bandanna, and use it as a mouth cover. I should add a webbing pattern on the suit, and It should be blue and......Black, yes. Now I just need to make the suit, But how? Luckily im the nephew of scrooge mcduck. SO i go out and buy what i need, took me 6 hours, but i made the suit, the lenses were the easiest, i just got lenses, put a black frame on it and and some mesh so i can see out, but no one can see in. I go out to the fight. I won easily but instead of winning 25k, i won 250 dollars. His excuse, i won quickly, if anything i should have won extra money, he can get robbed for all i care, and that’s what happened, I let the robber pass me, its not like its going to backfire anytime soon.

I start walking home, not a care in the world, i snuck back in my room, and changed to my normal clothes, and walked downstairs, everyone was crying, but why.. Then that’s when i learned the truth, uncle Donald was killed. I couldn’t believe it, you sure, yes, it was, and whoever killed him was going to pay. I put on my suit, and tracked down the killer. I wanted one thing, payback, i threw him around, and kicked him around, i wanted to hear his pain, and i decided to turn on a light to see his fear, i wanted to see his pain, then i realized something, it was the guy that robbed the man that robbed me of my cash, i could've stopped him, but i didn’t. It was my fault uncle Donald was dead, my fault.

“GAH”

I woke up, i got hit with some knock-out gas, why, because i was fighting a rouge group of beagle boys who are attempting to steal the diamond-jewel thing that mark beaks stole a 2 1/2 months ago during Huey's camping trip. And they hit me mid air, i tried a sneak attack from above, but they saw me coming, luckily i was very high, so i woke up just in time, now to stop them. The truck was surrounded by 4 cars, so i decided to break in one, and crash it into another car, and the other 2 i just threw 2 spears into their tires. Now for the main attraction. I jumped on the truck, and i knocked on the window and he had the smart idea to look so i punched him in the face.I Threw him out and stopped the truck. Then I noticed the driver was getting away, I had the smart idea because when i caught up with him, he had a weapon, i dodged every single bullet, and webbed him up. And OH CRAP, i missed my presentation at school, and i was supposed to help webby practice her paper about hope, well i decided to ditch school completely. Besides, i would only give her a bunch of stammering, DANG SCROOGE, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY I HAVE A CRUSH ON HER, i was perfectly fine not knowing about my crush on her. You would think after the Vincent incident i would have told her, well thanks to my life as spider man and me being nervous. But as a bonus, my powers did get me out of tough situations during our adventures. But im also distancing myself from my best friend, i hope she did fine on her presentation.

webbys pov

Its over, i went up there and did my presentation, how ironic that a simple speech can make me nervous, but not a city crumbling while you are still inside. But im sort of thankful that Dewey didn’t show up. I would have gave him awkward silence. I developed my crush a week after the Vincent incident, and dewey was acting like himself again, then a week later and he constantly keeps on disappearing. Except if we are going on adventures of course, maybe it was Donald’s death. But I dismissed that theory quickly, because he would have told me, RIGHT? But when i tried to talk to him, he quickly walks away. Maybe he still has a grudge after 2 months, maybe, I was kind of a jerk to him. I tried asking him but he always says “have to check on something” or “can we talk about this later. He didn’t make any dewey dew-night videos, something is off with him. “you did great”said my best friend Lena, “thanks, im just upset dewey didn’t get to see it”

“Its ok, i decided to film it”said Huey

“thanks”

But why did dewey leave, this is the 3rd time he ditched school. But then again, this place is crazy, Gandra dre is Now known as Doctor Octopus. Mark Beaks built his own waddle duck suit, glomgold returned, And the sky pirates attempted to take over Duckberg. This place is crazy, and on top of that, a shadow army attacked this place, and spiderman, he saved my life once. He is a true hero, I would literally go out whoever was under that mask, even if he had a deformed face. And if he was her age. And where does dewey go.

Dewey's pov

Great, I forgot I was supposed to get a shovel for Huey today, I don’y know why, but I think he is trying to earn another badge, And he couldn't get his own? I luckily brought my clothes so i can walk in the store. I bout the shovel and its 3:30, school should be out. So i start walking home. I beat everyone to the mansion. I climb in my window, and i see my photo of mom. I knew what she did, Mom and dad crashed o the moon, i didn’t know why they even did that. Maybe she learned something she wasn’t supposed to and people wanted to use that info to create some sort of weapons, probably. At least my parents loved me. Webby’s parents just abandoned her, feeling no guilt, for all i care, they could be stuck inside a volcano, or maybe they did care but they were threatened and were forced to go into hiding. I dont care.Then Huey walked in,”Here is webby’s speech, i taped,” Huey tossed me a SD card “Thanks”I responded,”and here is your shovel”I handed Huey his shovel”thanks”

“don’t mention it”

“also, where were you, this is the 3rd time you ditched, can you explain what you were doing”

“UH, i....was.....”

“you like webby, don’t you”

“WhY WoUlD YoU SaY ThAt”

“it all makes sense, you get sweaty around her which started about 2 months ago”

the first 2 weeks was because of the spider bite

“your face would turn red, and you tried to avoid talking to her”

actually 50% of the time was because im trying to make sure this city wont blow up

“and when you do talk, you stammer”

“WHAAAAAA, no i don’t”

“yes you do, just admit it”

“OK FINE, i do like webby, but what if this destroys our friendship”

“at least be honest, now if you excuse me, im going to, uhhhhh”

“talk to lily”

“nooooo......yes”

“its ok, louie already told me”

“WHAAAA”

Huey ran downstairs, i heard a how could you, and a dead to me, but as a bonus, Huey will probably tell me one of Louie's secrets. So that’s a win. But how should i tell webby how i feel, heck i feel so nervous around her, my spidey sense registers her a threat and goes off when she is around. And my spidey sense was going off.

“Hi dewey”

“Oh, hi webby”

“so....i just wanted to know why are you so distant around me, its like your’e holding a grudge against me”

“what, no”

“well then, what is it”

I cant tell her, not now, I KNOW

“meet me in the forrest at 7 in the afternoon tomorrow”

“Ok”

YES, I did it, and the best part is that I can also tell her I’m spider man. Its going to be awesome

Webby’s pov

tomorrow at 7 in the forests, finally i will know what dewy’s been up to, and if I get the chance, i will tell him how i feel, I walked in barley to contain myself. “What now”said lena

“I.....Talk.....Dewey”

“your’e going to tell him you have a crush on him, or he is going to tell you”

“yep”

“what if he doesn’t like you”

“then we can probably be friends”

“probably”

“Have you tried to tell someone how you felt”

“Uh........not exactly”

“who was it”

“uhhhhh”

“SPIT IT OUT”

“OK OK, right after glomgolds party i-”

“say it”

“I-....I kissed Louie”

:WHAT”

“i know, and i do like him, and he might like me, well yeah he does, in 2 days, were going to hang out”

I never knew lena actually did that, and the fact that she was able to keep it hidden for so long.

“webby, question, is there any good movies coming out yet”

“uhhh, Thor Ragnarok, Iron duck 3″

“Is that the one with that new song ready aim fire”

“Yep”

“ill take louie to see that”

I can’t believe it, im helping 2 of my friends go on a date, this world is crazy, but at least we have spiderman and gizmoduck to help us.

louies pov

I’m just sitting here playing video games, while listening to a song lena suggested, and its catchy

I am a freedom fighter, the name that history wrote And even through disaster, eye of the tiger for hope I'm trying to find my way back, there's no day off for heroes And even when I'm tired, gold is the only word i know And the night is takin' over And the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen And it seems like fate has spoken When it seems your faith has broken By the second, losin' focus Ain't no way to get off, get off, get off, get off Unless you I bet you wonder how I go on ****l simply say its on again, its on again **

, Its stuck in my head, and its weird that the singer sounds like lena, i heard her sing when she was in the bathroom. But then all of a sudden i hear webby

“FINALLY”

“What now webby”

I found Magica’s Amulet”

“didn’t that thing almost kill us

“its not like there is more of these”

Then Huey walks in screaming,”GUYS, I FOUND SOMETHING”

we walk outside to see a box with 3 amulets that look like magica’s, except they were green, blue, and red.

“you jinxed it”

“I know Louie”

“we should take this to gyro”

We asked launchpad to drive us to the other bin, then we entered the lab,

“Gyro, we need you to look over these amulets and see what they do”

“why”

“we want to know if these would kill us or not”

“Fine, i’ll have results by tomorrow”

“thanks”

This is crazy, my life is crazy, I mean crazy. Me and lena, were not a couple, i think. I know, Ill ask tomorrow if we should be a couple.

#spiderman #ducktales 2017 #tasm2 #debbigail #louna #far from home #marvel #alternate universe #shipping #dewey duck #webby vanderquack #lena de spell #scrooge mcduck #the amazing spider-man #huey dewey and louie #infinity stones

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